04 – Twisted
"Seventeen! Seventeen, where are you?" I just could not believe how easy that was. Trunks is so predictable! I dropped my purse on the table and looked at my left hand. The engagement ring glittered nicely there. Where's Seventeen, he said he would meet me here after the 'affair.' The only upsetting part of the whole deal was that Pan didn't even shout or yell obscenities and that's her specialty, although the hurt in her eyes was priceless. I walked over to the sofa and plopped down, mom and dad were on their second honeymoon this week and so I could invite any friend I wanted over, so what if I chose my mentor, Seventeen, instead of some dowey- eyed bitch that's only my friend because I can ruin her life; if I want to.
"Seventeen! Where are you?" I stood in the middle of the living room listening for some kind of answer. I thought I had heard something, there! There it was! What was that sound? I moved down the hallway and listened at the first door, which was stupid because that would be the bathroom. I moved past my room because No One should be in my room. The next room on the left was my parent's bedroom and the door was closed. Yep no mistaking that sound, it was a moan; much like the moans coming from me when I was with Trunks last night. I knocked lightly on the door knowing that the occupants inside would not hear me. So I slowly pushed open the door and got a fairly weird surprise myself.
"Seventeen! What's the meaning of this? And what are you doing with that whore of a Brief?" I could not believe that Seventeen would stoop so low as to screw around with the ONLY daughter of Vegeta! Seventeen sat up in the bed and pulled the blankets tighter around himself; smiling, he revealed all the glory of Bra Brief! As if I wanted to see that naked. I hid my eyes behind my hand in annoyance. I knew he was supposed to keep Bra out of the Briefs' house for me last night but I had no idea that he wanted her to himself. I was hurt, well almost. He had made many advances on me but I knew that an uncle and a niece shouldn't do certain things, unlike some Neanderthals.
"Ah, Marron you have returned from your little escapade. Tell me how did you fare?" I smiled and then nodded at Bra.
"I'm not saying anything while that slut is here, and why has she remained so quite? You usually can't shut her up!?" I asked walking to my parents' closet and removing one of my mother's robes, since my father is a midget; Seventeen was not able to fit into his clothes. I deposited the robe across the foot of the bed and turned around so Seventeen could get dressed. "By the way I never figured out why no one has tried to kill you since you returned. What has it been like twelve years now since you showed up in town and not once had Goku or Gohan, much less Vegeta, tried to exterminate you."
"Questions, questions, questions. Always the intuitive one aren't we, my little Marron. First of all you can say anything in front of Bra here and she would not remember, even if you gave her hints." Seventeen chirped and I smiled a smile of understanding. "Secondly, no one has threatened me nor even looked at me crossly because Eighteen vouches for me and they all think she's a saint for turning over a new leaf and marring that little midget monk. Now as to the business at hand, lets retreat to the living room and let my little toy sleep." I followed Seventeen back to the living room and deposited myself beside him on the couch, eager to tell my story and know the parts he played. First I did the niece-ly thing to do and gave him a hug. I don't know why but he always felt stiff at hugs.
"Now tell me Marron, how exactly did you trick the Prince of Fools?" I leaned against the back of the couch and remembered the blessed event...
***Flashback***
I stood on the doorstep of the Capsule Corp Mansion at nine o'clock and knocked. I was so nervous that this would not work, that Trunks wouldn't even give me a second glance. But as luck would have it Bulma opened the door and knowing Trunks; I knew that Bulma knew nothing of the animosity between her son, his friends and me. She cordially invited me in and hollered for Trunks. I smiled and thanked her, as she turned her back to me I removed a vile with a nozzle on the end and sprayed a purple mist Bulma's way. If Seventeen was right then this should knock out her memory until two hours later. I looked at the handy vile and curiously wondered what the "M" on the vile stood for, must mean for "Memory."
Trunks came running down the stairs eagerly just to find that I stood in the doorway, not Pan. I smiled as sweetly as I could, waiting for Trunks to get as close as possible. He stopped five feet away and I smiled again, perfect. I lifted the vile and made a show of modeling a new perfume then sprayed it into the air, Trunks looked confused and then sneezed. I knew that the stuff was already working; in truth the stuff in the vile was a mind control agent that knocked out your memory while under. If the person putting the spell on you does not give you orders then the agent just acts like a memory eraser. After the sneeze Trunks got a very funny; no, goofy look on his face. I smiled again and walked into the house closing the door behind me. I turned to Trunks and told him to take me to his room. I had never been into the Capsule Corp Mansion before and so did not know my way around, yet.
Trunks took my arm like a gentleman and walked me up the stairs and to the fourth bedroom on the left. He opened his door and I cringed from the mess! I considered myself a princess far beyond Bra's power and I demanded cleanliness. I ordered Trunks to clean his room first, and then would come the pleasantries. Of course had I known it would take two hours to clean that pigsty; I would have taken Trunks to my house and my room instead. Finally he finished cleaning and I was satisfied that it was disinfected as well as just plain organized. The only bad thing about the agent was the fact that Trunks didn't say anything at all unless I asked him to or he read something while looking at it, like people sometimes do. He was an eerily quiet Trunks and I didn't really like that.
I made him strip for me and commanded him to get on the bed, then thought better of that. I told him to come to me and undress me. He slowly removed my shirt and was a little clumsy with my skirt, but left my bra and panties on! I asked him why and he told me it wasn't decent for a woman to be naked in front of a man. I laughed my ass off! I simply pointed out that it was decent if the man was also naked. He looked at himself confused and then shrugged his shoulders, which was the most human thing I had seen him do so far. He finished undressing me and then just stood there! I mean we were both completely naked and I could see the desire he had for me, but he just stood there. I wondered if I had to command him to do "everything" to me for this to work, if so then this could be less pleasurable then I thought it would be.
I got an idea, I asked him to pleasure himself. He looked at me funny and then shook his head like he didn't understand. I was becoming exasperated. I asked him to pleasure me, again the funny look. In a fit of frustration I said, "What do I have to tell you to do? Have sex with me?" And to my amazement the funny look went away and his desire enlarged. I smiled and walked over to him and led him to the bed, which was made. That was all the goading I had to do because his Saiyan male instinct took over from there. I still had to ask for him to say my name in his climax, but boy was he making me moan. Apparently that was when Pan entered the picture.
***End Flashback***
"So how did you get Pan to come to the house at that opportune time?" I asked Seventeen as he shook his head with an amused expression on his face.
"I simply 'planted' the idea in her head. You know that Saiyan's can mindspeak right? Well she can, I know you can't. Well Androids can mindspeak as well, but Android mindspeak is in radio waves whereas Saiyan's is their ki. I just tapped into Pan's ki, sort of like hacking onto the Internet, and planted the idea that Trunks was 'dying to have her' before the wedding." Seventeen finished smoothly, smiling the whole time, and mirth in his eyes. I was totally in love; not oh-my-god-I-could-fuck-you love, I mean you-are-so-evil-I-want-to-be-you love. Then I remembered Bra.
"So you used the same agent on Bra I used on Trunks? By the way where did you get that stuff, anyway?" I asked truly interested, because I wanted more. Seventeen probably knew I wanted more of it too. He eyed me wearily and then relented.
"No I didn't use the same thing on Bra, I used a different type of drug on her. This agent," he pulled a vile from between the couch cushions, it looked exactly like the purple vile, even the little 'M' on it, but this vile was blue. "Has a completely different side effect compared to the memory charm. It also puts the person under your control and takes away the memory, but along with that, the person stays under the spell at least two hours longer and when the person regains their own control again, they feel an uncommon bond with the commander of the drug. In short, they are addicted to the person who controls them." Seventeen laughed with a malicious grin on his face. I was just too shocked, he finally got to fuck the woman he has wanted for so long and now along with that, she will actually fall for him as well! Trunks and Vegeta will have a shit fit! I was so happy for both of us that I forgot to renew my question of where the vials had come from.
"Seventeen! Seventeen, where are you?" I just could not believe how easy that was. Trunks is so predictable! I dropped my purse on the table and looked at my left hand. The engagement ring glittered nicely there. Where's Seventeen, he said he would meet me here after the 'affair.' The only upsetting part of the whole deal was that Pan didn't even shout or yell obscenities and that's her specialty, although the hurt in her eyes was priceless. I walked over to the sofa and plopped down, mom and dad were on their second honeymoon this week and so I could invite any friend I wanted over, so what if I chose my mentor, Seventeen, instead of some dowey- eyed bitch that's only my friend because I can ruin her life; if I want to.
"Seventeen! Where are you?" I stood in the middle of the living room listening for some kind of answer. I thought I had heard something, there! There it was! What was that sound? I moved down the hallway and listened at the first door, which was stupid because that would be the bathroom. I moved past my room because No One should be in my room. The next room on the left was my parent's bedroom and the door was closed. Yep no mistaking that sound, it was a moan; much like the moans coming from me when I was with Trunks last night. I knocked lightly on the door knowing that the occupants inside would not hear me. So I slowly pushed open the door and got a fairly weird surprise myself.
"Seventeen! What's the meaning of this? And what are you doing with that whore of a Brief?" I could not believe that Seventeen would stoop so low as to screw around with the ONLY daughter of Vegeta! Seventeen sat up in the bed and pulled the blankets tighter around himself; smiling, he revealed all the glory of Bra Brief! As if I wanted to see that naked. I hid my eyes behind my hand in annoyance. I knew he was supposed to keep Bra out of the Briefs' house for me last night but I had no idea that he wanted her to himself. I was hurt, well almost. He had made many advances on me but I knew that an uncle and a niece shouldn't do certain things, unlike some Neanderthals.
"Ah, Marron you have returned from your little escapade. Tell me how did you fare?" I smiled and then nodded at Bra.
"I'm not saying anything while that slut is here, and why has she remained so quite? You usually can't shut her up!?" I asked walking to my parents' closet and removing one of my mother's robes, since my father is a midget; Seventeen was not able to fit into his clothes. I deposited the robe across the foot of the bed and turned around so Seventeen could get dressed. "By the way I never figured out why no one has tried to kill you since you returned. What has it been like twelve years now since you showed up in town and not once had Goku or Gohan, much less Vegeta, tried to exterminate you."
"Questions, questions, questions. Always the intuitive one aren't we, my little Marron. First of all you can say anything in front of Bra here and she would not remember, even if you gave her hints." Seventeen chirped and I smiled a smile of understanding. "Secondly, no one has threatened me nor even looked at me crossly because Eighteen vouches for me and they all think she's a saint for turning over a new leaf and marring that little midget monk. Now as to the business at hand, lets retreat to the living room and let my little toy sleep." I followed Seventeen back to the living room and deposited myself beside him on the couch, eager to tell my story and know the parts he played. First I did the niece-ly thing to do and gave him a hug. I don't know why but he always felt stiff at hugs.
"Now tell me Marron, how exactly did you trick the Prince of Fools?" I leaned against the back of the couch and remembered the blessed event...
***Flashback***
I stood on the doorstep of the Capsule Corp Mansion at nine o'clock and knocked. I was so nervous that this would not work, that Trunks wouldn't even give me a second glance. But as luck would have it Bulma opened the door and knowing Trunks; I knew that Bulma knew nothing of the animosity between her son, his friends and me. She cordially invited me in and hollered for Trunks. I smiled and thanked her, as she turned her back to me I removed a vile with a nozzle on the end and sprayed a purple mist Bulma's way. If Seventeen was right then this should knock out her memory until two hours later. I looked at the handy vile and curiously wondered what the "M" on the vile stood for, must mean for "Memory."
Trunks came running down the stairs eagerly just to find that I stood in the doorway, not Pan. I smiled as sweetly as I could, waiting for Trunks to get as close as possible. He stopped five feet away and I smiled again, perfect. I lifted the vile and made a show of modeling a new perfume then sprayed it into the air, Trunks looked confused and then sneezed. I knew that the stuff was already working; in truth the stuff in the vile was a mind control agent that knocked out your memory while under. If the person putting the spell on you does not give you orders then the agent just acts like a memory eraser. After the sneeze Trunks got a very funny; no, goofy look on his face. I smiled again and walked into the house closing the door behind me. I turned to Trunks and told him to take me to his room. I had never been into the Capsule Corp Mansion before and so did not know my way around, yet.
Trunks took my arm like a gentleman and walked me up the stairs and to the fourth bedroom on the left. He opened his door and I cringed from the mess! I considered myself a princess far beyond Bra's power and I demanded cleanliness. I ordered Trunks to clean his room first, and then would come the pleasantries. Of course had I known it would take two hours to clean that pigsty; I would have taken Trunks to my house and my room instead. Finally he finished cleaning and I was satisfied that it was disinfected as well as just plain organized. The only bad thing about the agent was the fact that Trunks didn't say anything at all unless I asked him to or he read something while looking at it, like people sometimes do. He was an eerily quiet Trunks and I didn't really like that.
I made him strip for me and commanded him to get on the bed, then thought better of that. I told him to come to me and undress me. He slowly removed my shirt and was a little clumsy with my skirt, but left my bra and panties on! I asked him why and he told me it wasn't decent for a woman to be naked in front of a man. I laughed my ass off! I simply pointed out that it was decent if the man was also naked. He looked at himself confused and then shrugged his shoulders, which was the most human thing I had seen him do so far. He finished undressing me and then just stood there! I mean we were both completely naked and I could see the desire he had for me, but he just stood there. I wondered if I had to command him to do "everything" to me for this to work, if so then this could be less pleasurable then I thought it would be.
I got an idea, I asked him to pleasure himself. He looked at me funny and then shook his head like he didn't understand. I was becoming exasperated. I asked him to pleasure me, again the funny look. In a fit of frustration I said, "What do I have to tell you to do? Have sex with me?" And to my amazement the funny look went away and his desire enlarged. I smiled and walked over to him and led him to the bed, which was made. That was all the goading I had to do because his Saiyan male instinct took over from there. I still had to ask for him to say my name in his climax, but boy was he making me moan. Apparently that was when Pan entered the picture.
***End Flashback***
"So how did you get Pan to come to the house at that opportune time?" I asked Seventeen as he shook his head with an amused expression on his face.
"I simply 'planted' the idea in her head. You know that Saiyan's can mindspeak right? Well she can, I know you can't. Well Androids can mindspeak as well, but Android mindspeak is in radio waves whereas Saiyan's is their ki. I just tapped into Pan's ki, sort of like hacking onto the Internet, and planted the idea that Trunks was 'dying to have her' before the wedding." Seventeen finished smoothly, smiling the whole time, and mirth in his eyes. I was totally in love; not oh-my-god-I-could-fuck-you love, I mean you-are-so-evil-I-want-to-be-you love. Then I remembered Bra.
"So you used the same agent on Bra I used on Trunks? By the way where did you get that stuff, anyway?" I asked truly interested, because I wanted more. Seventeen probably knew I wanted more of it too. He eyed me wearily and then relented.
"No I didn't use the same thing on Bra, I used a different type of drug on her. This agent," he pulled a vile from between the couch cushions, it looked exactly like the purple vile, even the little 'M' on it, but this vile was blue. "Has a completely different side effect compared to the memory charm. It also puts the person under your control and takes away the memory, but along with that, the person stays under the spell at least two hours longer and when the person regains their own control again, they feel an uncommon bond with the commander of the drug. In short, they are addicted to the person who controls them." Seventeen laughed with a malicious grin on his face. I was just too shocked, he finally got to fuck the woman he has wanted for so long and now along with that, she will actually fall for him as well! Trunks and Vegeta will have a shit fit! I was so happy for both of us that I forgot to renew my question of where the vials had come from.