Bulma looked around her surroundings. She wasn't in the tank. She was in the
Prince's room. She was under the covers and she felt a weight on her stomach. Looking
down the prince had an arm draped over her and was snorting as he slept. Leaning over
she kissed his cheek. Climbing out of bed the prince mearly moaned and rolled over.
Creeping over to the bathroom, she turned on the light. She felt so much,
powerful. Like she was Wonder Woman. And everything sure did seem a bit shorter now
that she thought about it. She turned and screamed.
Vegeta shot up in bed. Someone was screaming, in his room. BULMA! Looking
to where she would have been sleeping he shot out of bed. Looking around he saw the
bathroom light on. He ran in to see Bulma examining her self in the mirror.
"What's wrong?!" He yelled.
"I have a tail!" She wailed. Vegeta face faulted.
"You're Saiyjin now, Frieza tranferred the DNA of a Saiyjin into you and now
you aren't a slave."
"Really?" Here eyes lit up. "So like if I wanted to date a Saiyjin, I could?"
Bulma said leaning toward Vegeta.
"Date? Don't you mean mate?" he asked.
"Huh?" Bulma was lost now.
"Mate, to claim a mate. Or as your old people said, get married. Form
a bond is more like it. A mental and soul binding between two saiyjins." Vegeta explained.
"So you haven't found anyone?" Bulma asked leaning toward him.
*Yes I have.* Vegeta pathed her. Bulma looked at him funny.
"Were you just thinking at me? Because I heard your voice, in my head." She
pointed to her head.
"That's the first part of the bond. Next is the claiming." He looked at her evilly.
"What? I've never done that!"
"All the better. It's quite a workout."
"Won't I get hurt? You're a whole lot stronger than me." Bulma kept rambling.
"Bulma." She looked up. Vegeta caught her with a brutal kiss. Behind her, her
tail was bristling and swinging behind her.
Vegeta's tail came to wrap her around the waist. Bulma's hand was wandering
and started to stroke his tail. She was rewarded with a low growl. Vegeta picked her up
and her legs went around his waist.
He hovered and floated over to the bed. Falling onto it with Bulma on top, she
assaulted him with kisses. Vegeta growled again when Bulma began to stroke his tail. he
began to tear at her clothes. Pulling off her shirt he was getting more frantic by the second.
Finally frustrated beyond his limit just ripped her pants away.
Bulma squeaked when her pants flew across the room. She then began to giggle,
Vegeta's tail was tickling her.Vegeta started kissing down her neck. The trail of kisses he
was leaving felt like spreading wildfire. Her leg wrapped around his own as her body bowed
off the bed.
His tongue played in the spot where her pulse pounded. Bulma's new tail curled
up and wrapped around Vegeta's. His hands went to her legs as he brought them so that
he was between them. Bulma moaned when he pressed against her. Still having his pants
on she could feel his erection through his pants. Her hands were tugging at the waistband,
insistant that they come off and soon.
Attaching his mouth to a rosy bud he used his free hands to pull his tight
constraining pants off. Bulma's fingers were tangled in the princes untamed hair. Lust had
taken reign.
Once the pants were off his hands gripped her hips and his mouth made a hot
trail up her chest to her mouth. He kissed her hard on the lips when he thrust into her. The
intense passion in the scene made it so that she didn't even notice Vegeta take her. Just
intense pleasure rushed through her body. He never slowed his mind numbing pace. She
snuggled her face into the crook of his neck. She felt Vegeta's breath on her neck and
shivered at the pleasant sensation. She then felt a prick and Vegeta's mouth was on her
neck.
"Vegeta?" She hit his shoulder. "Did you just bite me?!" She yelled.
Vegeta looked up smiling. A drip of blood on the corner of his mouth. Bulma
screamed. Vegeta looked at her funny, then began to laugh.
"I'm bleeding! And you're there just laughing!!" Bulma yelled.
He shook his head. "I just claimed you as my mate." He pointed to the juncture
on his neck. "Bite me."
"What?! I'm not a vampire."
"Bite, you're mine anyway. Make me yours." He said huskily. He had stopped
thrusting, and Bulma's body wanted him to move again.
"Just to let you know, I think this is totally gross. I'm doing this because I love
you." Without saying another word she sunk her canines into his neck. A gush of
bittersweet blood bursted into her mouth. Seconds later she pulled away. Sticking her
tongus out she coughed. "Don't make me do that again." Vegeta mearly chuckled and
kissed her, he began to move again. Bulma moaned, the return of the pleasure made it
even more intense. Just a few more minutes later, she crested with Vegeta behind her.
Falling onto the bed together, Bulma began laughing.
"What's so funny?' Vegeta said in an annoyed voice.
"We have to do this more often." Vegeta snorted a laugh and nodded. "But
now, I need some sleep." Yawning, she curled toward him and sighed in content.
Earth seemed like a distant memory. A faded crumpled picture, you have
framed, hung on a wall with others.
Vegeta pulled her to him. Resting her head on his chest, her aqua hair
spilled over the pillows. Her light brown tail flicked lightly while she slept. Pulling the
scarlet blanket around their bodies, Vegeta fell into a content sleep.
Vegeta awoke the next morning with Bulma still wrapped up with him. He
studied her taking in her goddess like beauty.
Her face was more oval. Her eyes weren't as round giving her a more feline
look. Her hair was just as exotic as before. She was taller by 2-3 inches. She was longer all
over, her legs seemed to go on and on. Her torso was long and more sculpted. Her arms
were longer and her fingers were as well. They weren't scrawny but graceful. Her arms were
strong but still held the beauty. Bulma was a work of art, she had to be the most beautiful
woman in the universe.
She stretched her arms, causing her to press against Vegeta. Vegeta buried his
face in her hair and breathed in it's scent. It smelled of apples and himself.
"Morning." Her arms intertwined around his neck. Pressing a kiss against his
nose.
"Morning." He murmured back.
"Ya know what, I've been thinkin'. Why don't we cut your hair?" She asked while
running her fingers through his untamable hair.
Vegeta's eyes widened.
"Are you nuts? If I did that, I'd look weird, I'd, I'd be." Bulma cut him off with a
kiss.
"Very, Very sexy." Bulma finished for him. Vegeta's lip curled. "I'll go get some
scissors." Bouncing out of the bed, she grabbed a shirt and dissapeared into the bathroom.
Vegeta sat up in bed. The sheets gathered around his waist. His hair, which he was about
to lose, was disheveled. Bulma walked back out, clippers in hand, and ready to make
Vegeta a bigger knockout than he already was.
"What are you going to do?' He asked raising an eyebrow.
"Oh just take it off to about here." Putting her hand a few inches above his
hair line, Vegeta's eyes widened.
"You know, if you were anyone else. You'd be dead." He growled at her.
"Well I'll keep that in mind." She giggled. She seperated a lock of hair from
the mass and cut it to the desired length. To her expectations of course. She set the piece
of hair in his hands and moved on. Vegeta growled as piece after piece of hair fell in his lap.
Bulma smiled at her handiwork. Vegeta was absolutely, down right, SEXY!! His
hair was now only a few inches, but still stood up, disobeying the laws of gravity. Running
her fingers through his hair she loved the feel of it now.
"Are you done butchering my hair woman?" He growled. He didn't like this, but
his love for Bulma let her do as she willed. "Because if my hair looks horrible, " He growled
the last part and let her think of all the horrible things he would do. Bulma pressed up
behind him, letting her already erect nipples scrape against his back.
"Let's get cleaned up, and then go eat." Bulma nipped his ear and jumped off the
bed, skipping for the bathroom. Vegeta watched her tail, it swung in a hypnotic beat
keeping his eyes glued to her rear. He clambered off the bed and ran after her.
By the time he got in the Bulma was in the tub. She dipped under the surface of
the water and came back up. The bubbles in the water stuck to her nose as she blew them
off. Vegeta stood in the doorway, naked and getting really aroused by the sight of his mate.
Bulma looked up and smirked. She raised her hand and beckoned him over. Unconciously
he walked forward and stepped into the tub. He layed on the opposite side of the tub and
Bulma crawled over to him. She curled up in his arms, he wrapped sinewy arms around her
as he basked in the overwhelming happiness he felt. Under the water, Bulma's tail had
intertwined with Vegeta's and she drew little circles on his chest.
He ducked down under the water to wet his hair and while under the water,
he planted a kiss on Bulma's chest. Coming up, Bulma sat on his lap as she began to wash
his newly cut hair. He smiled as her long graceful fingers massaged his scalp. He began to
kiss and lick her collar bone, she giggled as he nipped her scar from the night before. She
felt his growing arousal against her womanhood. She smiled as she raised up and let it slip
inside. Moaning, she smiled as Vegeta bucked his hips. He gripped her hips, as she rode
him. Bulma pushed him back as her bucking began to get more frantic.
Water smacked against the sides of the tub as their heated love making was
about to crest. Bulma felt it coming and so she let her control go as she screamed in
pleasure. Vegeta orgasmed as well, crushing Bulma to him. She fell against him, sighing
in happiness she gave him a quick kiss. Smiling evilly she dunked him to wash the
shampoo out of his hair.
Vegeta came up scowling.
"Well just ruin the moment why don't you?" he snapped. Bulma just dissolved
into giggles as she climbed out of the tub. She grabbed a towel off of the counter and
walked out to get dressed.
Vegeta pulled the drain and climbed out as he followed his mate.
Bulma stood in Vegeta's giant closet looking at the many colors of armor.
She picked out a black and silver one. Pulling it on, she turned to leave. She jumped when
she saw Vegeta standing in the doorway in just a towel.
"Vegeta! You startled me!" She laughed.
"Woman, just let me get dressed." He rolled his eyes.
"As you wish, and if you don't mind it's Bulma." She tossed her aqua hair,
still wet, and swung her hips as she left the closet. Vegeta was getting hypnotized by
the swing of her hips. That was happening more and more often now.
As the new couple headed downstairs for their breakfast
"I put on better shoes this time." She said lifting her foot.
"You could fly too ya' know." He said sarcastically. Bulma pursed her lips.
"Well, I'm not used to being Sayjin yet." Crossing her arms she still
descended the stairs. Without warning, Vegeta picked her up and floated down the stairs.
Capturing her lips in a heated kiss he stopped right before they were in view of anyone. He
set her down and walked toward the royal dining room.
As they entered, all of the delegates sat speaking over the meal. Putting a hand
on her lower back, above her tail, he guided her toward a chair.
"Ah so you two finally decided to join us? How did you sleep? Well I hope. Miss,
come here." Frieza called over to Bulma. She hesitated at first and then remembered if she
needed to she would defend herself. She walked over to Frieza who sat in his hovercraft with
King Vegeta beside him. "So tell me, do you feel different?"
"Uh, I feel taller. The gravity doesn't bother me. I hear and see better. And I
enjoy my tail. That's so far. I have yet to see if I have power." She said softly. "I also
noticed that my legs arms and fingers are longer." She said holding her hand up, palm
toward her.
Frieza took her hand in his and examined it. Bulma felt cold, his touch was like
ice. She almmost flinched back, but then remembered who this was. He inspected her hand
and them let it drop. His lizard like tail was rubbing against her leg and her skin felt like
crawling off of her body. It was absolutely disgusting. Vegeta was back in his seat about to
choke Frieza, he was harrassing his mate.
'Vegeta! Save me!' Bulma's mind screamed at her mate.
Vegeta heard her and moved his plate of food to Bulma's spot. He got up and
walked to where Bulma was about to scream from repulsiveness.
"Woman, your food is ready." Vegeta said behind her. She turned around and
looked at Vegeta with eyes of thanks. He grabbed her arm and led her back to her seat.
"I didn't order any food." She whispered to him.
'Shut up and eat, he's watching you.' Vegeta pathed her. Bulma glanced over to
see that Frieza was indeed watching her eat. She quickly picked up a fork or what seemed
to resemble one, and began to pick at her food.
'What is this?' Bulma pathed Vegeta.
'Raw meat, now eat!' (Oh look I rhymed! LoL) He pathed back harshly.
'Bleh!' She thought.
'I heard that!' Vegeta pathed her.
'Oh shut up.' She retorted playfully. Breakfast was quiet, except for Vegeta
and Bulma's conversation through the bond.
King Vegeta walked over to his son.
"Brat, we have matters to discuss. Come." Vegeta looked at Bulma and then
left with his father. Bulma watched as Vegeta was led away. She finished her surprisingly
good meal and got up to leave.
"Woman, come here." Frieza commanded her presence again. She went over
and stood quietly.
"Yes?"
"It seems that you have cought many men's attention. Including myself. So,
you, my dear, will be coming with me to be in my 'collection' as I put it. We leave now,
and if you refuse. Death will come very slowly for you." He said icily toward the end.
Bulma's eyes widened. No, she couldn't leave her prince. She was his mate, his
love, her life. She didn't want to be part of Frieza's stupid collection, what ever it was, she
didn't want any part in it.
"Like anyone will miss you, Vegeta surely won't." Frieza said confidantly. "We
leave immeadiately." Frieza rose and took the young woman by her arm and drug her out
of the room. Bulma struggled against his vice like grip.
"Let go! I said let go! Vegeta!!" Bulma screamed for her mate.
Vegeta's ears pricked up, his mate was calling him. Even though he was all the
way across the palace from her, he could hear her say his name.
"Brat. Tomorrow you leave on another purging with Nappa. The rest of the
information is in your room or with Nappa. That is all." King Vegeta walked off leaving
his son shocked.
He had just returned froma mission, why another? He wanted to spend time
with his mate. But about that call. He ran toward when Bulma had yelled from.
Bulma kicked and flailed her arms, but Frieza had gagged her so no one would
hear her.
'Vegeta! Vegeta! Frieza's kidnapping m' Bulma's telepathic cry for help was
cut off by Frieza hitting her nerve ending, causing her to black out.
Vegeta had heard her and was now soaring down the hall. How dare he! How
dare Frieza take his mate, or as he knew it slave, and not even approach him! He
growled, rage was consuming every though except of Bulma, she kept one little light in him
so that he didn't totally destroy everything.
Frieza harshly threw Bulma into a holding cell on his ship. All of him men were
ready to go and they lifted off. Her body lay limp and she was still unconcious.
Vegeta ran out of the palace to see Frieza's ship lift off out of sight.
"BULMA!!" Vegeta screamed. His short, black hair turned golden and his onyx
eyes turned a brilliant teal. He had turned into the infamous super saiyjin.