Shooting off up into space, strapped tightly into a seat within a spaceship on a journey to another planet, surprisingly didn't bring about any fear, or excitement or exhilaration.
Strangely, as I watched the sky of Planet Earth be left behind and be replaced by the inky black void of darkness was space, all I felt...was nostalgic.
I was born to a space travelling warrior race and my earliest memories of being myself, of being Kakarot was looking into the faces of my parents, Bardock my father and Gine my mother before they sent me off into space within a saiyan space pod to escape Frieza, and the vast expanse of space itself.
A small sad smile splayed across my face when I thought it. The fact that there were small chunks of space dust floating around the galaxy that used to be a planet I lived, was born on and had parents that loved me on, was almost hard to believe. But I knew it was fact.
They were not the only parents I knew. I remember a kindly grandfather that imparted wisdom upon me, taught me how to care for myself, how to live, and taught me the meaning of kindness and love. I remembered the family of another man who's memories I inherited, who while they had many ups and downs, were still a family he cared for greatly.
I felt that small golden light, bigger now than when I first found it flare within my chest.
What was it Goku said?
The power comes in response to a need, not a desire. Use the pain of loss.
That pain, I knew it well. The warm mother, the gruff and rough yet proud father and the cheerful older brother of Kakarot. The kindly grandfather of Goku. And the large extended family of the man who's memories I had inherited, grandparents, mother, siblings, cousins, aunts, pets and more. I knew them all keenly, yet I had lost them all. And I would never get them back..because they are not and never have been mine, I'm a simple clone born to be a weapon after all.
My ki began to feel like it was burning up within me.
"Oooh yeah!" a cheer from the seat beside mine cut off my thoughts and that burning feeling from my ki receded. I turned to look at Bulma standing up from her seat and throwing her hands in the air, "It's been so long since I've been up here, this is gonna be so much fun!"
"You ve been to space before?" I asked, curiously. I already knew she had been to space before of course. Back when Jaco first visited Planet Earth looking for me, or well rather the original, Goku. If I remember right, Bulma's older sister Tights was an idol and got involved with him and while hanging around with her, Bulma crawled into his spaceship as a toddler and took off with it in a joyride.
"Yep!" Bulma grinned at me, flashing the fingers of her right hand at me in a 'V' shape, "We might have just found out you and Goku were alien's not long ago, but alien's are old news to me."
She suddenly giggled, "Now that I think about, Jaco actually only came to earth because he apparently wanted to find a saiyan," she shook her head, "Really, to think it was because of you guys in the first place, it's like we were destined to meet or something, being connected even that far back."
"If we never met, King Piccolo would have taken over the world, killed us all and then my brother would have shown up killed him and blown up the planet," I snorted, "Or well Goku I guess, but same thing more or less."
"Huh," Bulma blinked before slumping back into her seat, "...Putting it like that, it's less destiny and more super lucky that we met, otherwise we'd all be dead."
"Yep," I nodded, "Really, us meeting was the best thing that ever happened to Earth. Without me and you, there wouldn't be an Earth."
"Heh," Bulma thumbed her nose and grinned at me, "I guess we're just that awesome, huh sweet cheeks?"
A small laugh escaped me, "We are," I agreed, before raising an eyebrow at her, "But I think that little nickname fits you better than me."
"I do have an amazing ass," Bulma nodded, accepting it without shame, "But don't sell yourself short. You might basically be my teenage shota boyfriend right now until you hit that growth spurt Goku went through, but all that training you do has given you a nice firmly muscled little butt even with how small you are."
"Hey, I'm way taller than the original was at this point, I'm five foot even right now!" I pointed out, I could even gain an inch or so in the Ultra Form, and if I really wanted to, I could go full on massive buff with it, the same way Trunks did to create Super Saiyan Grade 3, I got a good few inches in that form. Really fucking hard to move in though. Isn't worth using at all even with the extra little power it gives unless I've got an opponent who'll stay stationary.
"Yeah, well I'm five foot four you wannabe shota." Bulma stuck her tongue out at me teasingly.
"That's not an insult when you're agreeing to be my girlfriend regardless." I retorted, crossing my arms smugly.
"Trial Girlfriend, don't forget that trial part, it's an important distinction," the blue haired beauty replied, "Keep in mind that if I don't get a good experience out of you on this trip we'll just be breaking off when we get back and you need to do a ton of training remember so the amount of time we can spend together is gonna be way more limited."
"Is that so?" I raised my eyebrows together, challengingly. When she just tilted her chin up at me, pretty blue eyes twinkling and a smug smirk of her own on her face, I decided to show her how I'd be getting around that.
A second later, with a quick flare of my ki, my power dropped by half and a perfect copy of my faced phased into existence.
"Eh?" Bulma blinked.
"Go check out the gravity chamber and get started on our training." I ordered him.
My clone scowled at me, "Fuck you, why do you get to hang around with a hot babe like Bulma while I have to go train?" he demanded.
"Pay back for you chuckle fucks pissing off and doing whatever you liked while I was getting shocked, burnt, frozen and crushed constantly while training in the time chamber." I grinned at him, baring all my teeth.
He grit his teeth before turning on his heel and marching away, "Fucking asshole other clones, it wasn't even fucking me." I could hear him grumbling.
Bulma watched him go wide eyed until he disappeared down the ladders into the gravity chamber and we heard the hatch seal shut behind him. "..You can make clones?" she asked, eyes wide, "..Wait! Isn't that, that thing Tien did back at the World Martial Arts Tournament?"
"Yup, the Multi Form technique, it splits all my abilities in half with each one made, but it's hella useful, since anything they do goes back to me." I replied. I really could do without them trying to find all different ways to get out of training or doing any work. It's just my inherent laziness popping up since they're me. I'm working so hard right now after all, so I can laze about and enjoy my life and not have to train day in and day out constantly like a tard like everybody else in the Z-squad.
"I bet," Bulma nodded, "The amount of stuff I could get done with the ability to make solid clones of myself would be amazing."
"Well I can teach you if you want," I offered, letting a naughty grin spread across my face as I leered at her, "After all, I can think of a lot things I'd love to have multiple Bulma's for."
Bulma's brows furrowed at my words before a coy look spread across her face, "Oh I bet you can, you little perv. You've spent way to much time around Roshi," she purred, "I might just take you up on that little offer. I've got no interest in learning how to punch things out existence like you meat heads, definitely no, ew. But learning that might be useful depending on how long it takes."
"Maybe a few months at most? Depends on how serious you are," I shrugged, "Still, we've got what, a week on this ship? Anything we can do to pass the time...well, besides the real fun stuff." I winked at her.
"You'd like that wouldn't you? But no, fucking's off the table right now," she denied flatly. She reached up and tapped on her scouter, and after pressing o a few buttons, to my surprise, a television screen folded out from one of the walls, alongside well a bed, and a fridge. The main command level of the space ship basically...turned into a bedroom with the click of a few buttons from the device hanging over her eye. "I've managed to make a connection with the earths internet and services thanks to studying the sheer range your scouter had, so we can basically do anything we could on Earth while confined to a house."
Disappointing, but we'd only started 'trial' dating like an hour ago now. No need to rush things and ruin it. After all, Bulma wants to trade up from the type of shitty boyfriend Yamcha was. "Works for me," I shrugged standing up, "Let's make some food and watch a movie."
She smiled at me, "Well, alright then let's give it a try," Bulma replied standing up herself, "We can lay down on the bed to watch it and even cuddle if you want." she raised her eyebrow at me, though I don't know why.
"Sounds good to me." I smiled genuinely. Cuddling with a hottie like her? Sign me the fuck up.
Days passed and my power through clone labour grew steadily and plentifully under the intense gravity within the gravity chamber. I spent the time with Bulma, watching movies, playing games with her, flirting with her and chatting.
A great deal of time was also spent with my tongue wrestling hers into submission.
I found myself waking groggily, to the sound of an alarm blaring, and Bulma's voice, "Kakarot! Kakarot, wake up!"
I blinked sleep from my eyes and looked blearily to where I heard her voice coming from. She was sitting at the main controls for the ship, and was dressed in only a pair of skimpy grey panties and short grey tank top. She'd been so far careful not to be wearing stuff that skimpy around me, and had slept in a different bed. So it was a sight that roused me fully and drew my total attention.
"We're here Kakarot!" she beamed at me when she turned and met my eyes, "Planet Namek, we're hovering just above the entry level of the planet, we can go down whenever we want!"
"That's..great." I replied on instinct, not really fully listening. My eyes were busy devouring the lovely, bodacious body she was showing off for my viewing pleasure.
At the end of the day. Namek and Porunga were only a set of stepping stones. Even my eventual strength, only a stepping stone. My real goal after all, is a nice lovely, relaxing and fulfilling life, with an easy to get along with babe like her at my side.
Bulma shook her head, and mused huff leaving her mouth when she noticed my ogling of her, "Really, there's a giant beautiful green planet just outside the window and you can't take your eyes off of me?"
"..A planet pales in comparison to your hotness factor?" I grinned sheepishly at her. We'd passed by hundreds of planets it felt like in the past week or so to get here, she was far more interesting to look at as far as I'm concerned.
"Six outta ten," she replied before standing up from her seat and walking towards the bed I was laying on, "Is that for me?" she eyed downwards below my face.
I followed her gaze, and found my morning wood tenting out the bed sheets, "...Who else would it be for?" I retorted after a moment.
I'd noticed something after the week of being alone and somewhat romantically involved with Bulma. The very simplest of things that should be obvious within a relationship, little things that should be more or less stuff done habitually and not even thought on after a while...got a lot of satisfaction out of her. Something as simple as just sitting with her and holding hands, got a lot of satisfaction out of her, and always made her smile at me.
...Yamcha must have been a fucking horrible boyfriend. That is all I can deduce from how affection starved she is. Then again, this is the dude who blew her off for his fangirls constantly and even fucked off for a three year training trip and never bothered to check in with her at all. I'd be pissed at him, if his utter inability to be even a decent boyfriend wasn't making things easier for me.
She nodded, beaming at me, "Damn right," Bulma said, satisfaction in her voice. She reached up and grabbed her grey tank top at the bottom, "Since we're here, we should celebrate." she noted, and then pulled the skimpy little tank top up over her head and dropping it at her feet, allowing her large, juicy mouth watering breasts to bounce freely on her chest as they were freed from their confines, capped with bright pink nipples.
God they were fucking amazing tits. I'd never seen any set of tits as large, perky and perfectly formed in any three of the lives I've got the memories of. Granted only one of them was sexually active and watched porn, but he had still seen many, many variations of tits, tens of thousands probably. Bulma put breasty lingerie models to shame.
"..Damn..." I couldn't help but utter in a bit of awe. I gave myself a shake though, letting willpower reign over lust, "You sure? You said you didn't want to have sex so early on the first day in this ship, remember?"
"I gave my first time to Yamcha within three days of him being able to touch me and not pass out like a little wimp," she replied, and I couldn't help but have my face draw up in annoyance on instinct, "A week later, he was blowing me off for his fangirls most of the time. You've practically payed me more attention as a girlfriend and not a booty call than Yamcha did in our decade of dating."
"Yeah, which is a reason I'd think you wouldn't be so quick to have sex with me," I pointed out, I wanted Bulma because she was Bulma, not just because she was one of the sexiest pieces of asses in the known universe, "Not that I don't want to, once you're sure of it, I'll gleefully bang you like a bongo drum."
Bulma shivered, "..Whoever said sex? There's a lot of stuff we can do without straight out fucking you know," her eyes dipped to my morning wood and she bit her lip, "And I'm horny to you know. You might be practically a shota with your height, but you've got muscles guys on Earth can only dream of having. and.." she trailed off her teeth becoming more pronounced on her lip, biting a bit harder as she lifted one hand to cup one of her large breasts and bouncing it in her palm.
"The fact I have a teenager, and you specifically, with who you are, and with the ability to blow away a planet if you so want, wanting me so badly..." she outright moaned, "Has got me so fucking hot."
She crawled under the covers at the bottom of the bed, her body shape being hidden by the covers as she crawled up across my legs. I shivered as I felt something small and rigid trail along my thigh as her weight settled on my groin, just as her head popped up out of the covers and settled on my rigid core muscles, a naughty grin on her face.
"Lemme see this thing." She purred, and then Bulma pulled the shorts I was wearing down and my cock, rigid and hard, helmet head an angrily purple shot out and smacked against her face.
"Oh wow." she whispered, one of her hands gently taking me around the base and idly stroking, "You definitely have a few inches on Yamcha that's for sure, and you're so thick as well."
I shivered, and had to resist the urge to grab her by the head and force her face her to nuzzle my balls. Instead, I grinned and exerted my ki. Bulma let loose a little squeal of surprise as my body gained mass, musculature becoming larger, harder and my cock in her hand expanded alongside me, becoming thicker and growing a few inches.
Thank you Roshi.
"Oh my god!" Bulma full on squealed in shock, eyes going wide as she beheld the Ultra Cock in her palm, her hand barely even reaching towards a quarter of my new length from the base.
"..Holy hell it's huge," Bulma looked it over in her hand gobsmacked, and I felt prideful smugness fill me, "This has to be at least twice that of Yamcha, if not a bit more."
The funny thing is, if I wanted to, I could go even further beyond this with the Ultra Form.
Her hand began stroking up and down my length. She tore her eyes away from it, peering up at me with a flushed face from where her head was pressed against my stomach and peeking out of the pink covers she was under.
I could feel those bodacious breasts pressed against my thighs, and see their creamy cleavage depths squishing up underneath her.
"...You are something else Kakarot," she noted, her voice like a sweet tickle on my ears. My cock throbbed hard in her hand, "This has to be at least ten inches and as thick as my wrist, and you still have to go through that growth spurt like Goku. I might not even be able to fit this monster in me if you get much bigger."
"You're one to talk, you're body is insane. I can't get the image of those tits of yours out of my head," I could barely hold back the snarl of lust and desire as I replied, thrusting my meat through her stroking hand, "Besides, I'll happily gather the dragon balls when we get back and waste a wish on making sure you can take all of me if that's what it takes."
"Oh yeah, you like my big tits?" she purred, stroking me faster and faster, "Gonna call up Shenron and waste an all giving wish just so you can fuck me as hard as you want?"
"Yeah they're fucking amazing, best tits I've ever seen, can't wait to get my hands on them good and proper," this time I couldn't hold back my snarl, "And yeah, damn right I'll use a wish so I can fuck your brains out. I'd make you squeal so fucking loudly Yamcha would hear us back on Earth from here."
Bulma outright moaned at my words, and then she jerked upwards and a moment later her fat titties were wrapped around my cock, the blue haired beauty quickly grabbing her creamy juggs with her hands and pressing them tight around my cock as she began to wank me off with her bodacious breasts.
She sped up a moment later, "Oh yeah, I'd love that," she breathed hotly, leaning down to press a kiss against the fat engorged head of my cock, "Make him hear what he's missing out on and won't ever get his hand on again!"
It was a dick move to bring Yamcha into it, and strayed into a territory I was not comfortable with. But fuck if he doesn't deserve it a bit for letting a babe like this slip through his fingers because of his own idiocy and neglect.
Unable to hold myself back, I surged up onto my knees, carrying Bulma with me and took hold of her breasts myself as she yelped in surprise and landed on her back with me straddling her chest, feeling the doughy softness of her huge amazing tits in my palms and beginning to thrust my big, fat cock up through them over and over, grinding my cock through the pillowy softness of her bodacious bosom.
Every thrust through had my cock sliding up and towering over her head, and her beautiful blue eyes went wider, her face slacking in agaped shock at the size of it. The faces she made in her shock, were so fucking sexy!
"Oh fucking hell yes Kakarot!" Bulma gave a squealing moan and opened her mouth wide, pressing her plump lips into the width of my cock and slobbering over it with each passing thrust, "Fuck my tits with your huge fucking cock! Plant it like a fucking flag between them! Make them all fucking yours!"
I sped up my thrusting, faster, and faster, and faster until I was moving at blurring speeds. It was only because of the many years of training dedicated to controlling my strength that I avoided hurting her, something I vehemently didn't want to do.
Bulma spewed utter profanities as I fucked her tits and she slurped at every inch of my cock she could get her lips and tongue to, and her words became almost static in my ears, drowning out reason as I felt a knot build up over the minutes that carried on, until I just couldn't hold it back anymore.
I jumped to my feet, wrapping both hands around my cock and jerking wildly, while Bulma pushed herself to her knees, a saucy, lustful smirk on her face, her dainty soft ands cupping and pressing her huge bountiful tits up for me to aim at, making them look even fucking bigger.
With a roar, I came. White sprayed from my engorged head like a fire hose. I fired great big dollops over her her fat tits that soaked her in great creamy white rivets down her body, before aiming up and splattering my seed across her beautiful face.
It took almost a minute of full on cumming before I stopped. Both of us were breathing deeply, staring at each other. God, I couldn't take my eyes off of her, sitting there on her knees, in only a tiny pair of grey panties stretched across her full grabbable hips. Her gorgeous face, fat tits, flat creamy stomach and thick jiggly thighs absolutely caked with my cum.
"..Holy shit Kakarot.." she uttered in a daze, eyeing the mess I made of her, "You absolutely caked me in it." Bulma looked up as she said that, and her grin returned in full force, "You fucking little stud."
I grinned back, "You look amazing like that."
"Mmm do I?" Bulma purred, and to my glee she lifted a finger caked in my jizz and pressed it between her lips, sucking the white essence into her mouth and swallowing it, "Not a bad taste, I could definitely get used to it." she winked at me."
My cock throbbed once more and Bulma bit her lip when she saw it, "Mmmm, all that stamina you trained for fighting sure is useful in other ways." she noted.
My hands twitched and I barely controlled myself before I threw myself atop her like a beast. Instead I settled for grasping my cock fully around the base and slapping it against her forehead, before dragging it down to her plump lips, "Give it a little a kiss." I found myself ordering.
Bulma grinned, but did as told, pressing her lips to the fat engorged head of my cock, before opening her mouth wide opening and swallowing it.
Guru and Porunga could wait a little more.
She slurped on my cock head for a few moments, before pulling back letting my hick meat hang across her face. She looked up at me, eye's going cross to see around my dick laying across her face, "..Hey, I wouldn't mind a little kiss in return." she said hotly, reaching down to pull her grey panties to the side, exposing her lovely pink, dripping wet little pussy to my eyes.
"Well, it's only fair." I replied eagerly. I grabbed her shoulders and lowered her gently onto her back, following her all the way down.
And Chapter eight, bow chika wow wow.
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