Page 2: Lost in translation
Chapter 1: Class

I groaned quietly in boredom as I rested my head on my hands, my eyes tracking the ass in front of me. My eyes, just like all the other straight men in class, were completely focused on the magnificent ass of our latina spanish teacher.

I had really only joined Spanish in middle school because I wanted to learn a language other than English,Vietnamese,Russian, and German. Of course, I also wanted to learn it because I was able to pronounce the language well, and because I had lots of Spanish friends, but becoming fluent in a third language really appealed to me for some reason.

That is until I got to Highschool, I quickly became burnt out before my first day and was going to drop Spanish until one of my buddies from a year above told me of the only Spanish teacher, Ms. Ortiz. I was quickly hooked and have been swooning from the…. Ahem… language… for a while now.

I turned 18 a month ago on January first. Yes, Yes, I know, I have a rare birthday, whatever. Anyways, as turns around, the ever present seductive smirk dancing across her lips is telling of the fact that she knows of our ogling.

The bell rings and I groan from the fact that I won't be able to let my hormones run wild for longer. titters in laughter, likely from the similar groans of dismay filling the classroom. "Do the worksheet next to the door for homework. It's due on friday alright?" she says in amusement, walking to her desk and sitting in her chair as I and the class begin to pack up.

I'm the first to walk out of class, mostly because I was a tall, lean ass motherfucker. I wasn't bulky like all those American football players, but instead packed to the brim with muscle because I took swimming training as utmost priority after Spanish. Hell, I'd shave my beard every time swim meets came around!

As the legs of my 6'9 physique carried me through the halls, I stopped at a shout. "Hey! Vlad!"

I turned to the man who was trying to get my attention and nearly ran for my life. Mostly because it was the coach for the basketball team, and he would stop at nothing to try and recruit me on the team.

"No, Mr. Smith. I've told you countless times, and I'll tell you countless times again, I'm only interested in swimming" I sigh out of my gritted teeth, anxiously looking at a clock to make sure I had enough time to make it to my next class.

"What if I gave ya…. Like… a pizza every week or somethin'?" the jolly, beer bellied man before me asks.

I sigh again and tell him no, my jaw clenching as I glance at the clock again. This needed to be over soon, or else I'd be late.

The coach clicks his teeth " Aw, Shucks I'll get ya next time though!"

I absentmindedly wave him off and begin to speed walk my way to class, my calves tense even as I breathe normally, and I can't help but reflect on class. My mind idle as I kept on picturing the sway of 's hips, and the slight jiggle to her breasts as she turned.

I absentmindedly grab the handrail of the stairs as I walk up the stairs, my eyes sharpening as I notice a familiar ass in front of me. It was .

Glancing around me to make sure no one was watching, I continued my walk behind the curvy latina, my eyes focused like knives on her wide, swaying hips and big, juicy, and round ass. I lick my suddenly dry lips as the picture of motorboating the beautiful piece of work comes into mind, crashing back into reality as a rushing student bumps into me, a yelp of pain coming from them as I tumble down the stairs.

The last thing I remember is the sight of 's shocked face, and the feeling of a metal bar lodged through my head. Life goes dark not a second later.

I woke up to blinding lights and booming voices.

"-wish?"

My eyes open, and I'm met with a Giant green Chinese dragon in the middle of a forest, Its form towering over me as the clouds darken and lightning crackles within them. I gulp in fear at the sigh of an eye the height of a house peering into my soul. Was this a dream?

"I asked what your wish was!" The dragon boomed, its toxic yellow eyes boring into me as it snarled, saliva dripping off of its maw in its rage.

I stayed silent as I stared at it, my mind whirring for an answer even as I stared in shock. The forest around me chirped and slithered and rushed with life, all of it lost in my thoughts as seconds massed like minutes.

Swallowing down my nervousness, I answered with the one thing I had wished to be ever since I had seen the show for the first time. "I-, I wish to be a Saiyan!"

The dragon paused in the beginning of a snarl, its eyes going from impatience to curiosity. "A Saiyan, you ask to be?"

One of the dragon's eyes sharpened to a pinpoint and stared down at me, its gaze analyzing and piercing as its snake-like body lowered to the ground, great winds billowing around me as it circled around.

"Very well, then, you shall have your wish" It said, relief flooding my body as it rose back into the sky. Only for a stone to drop in my stomach as it continued "However, I think I'll need to take something from you for a wish of such magnitude. Hmm, what shall I take?"

The dragon's maw cracked into a grin as its hazard yellow eyes flashed blood red "Oh, I have the perfect thing. Why not make you hunger? Hm? Why not make you hunger for more and more and more, never to be sated, your belly forever to be oh so close to full, but never truly satisfied. Yes, that is a swell idea."

"Wait, what?! I didnt agree to this!" I yelled, anger and anguish coloring my tone

The dragon, seeing my despair, cackled as it pulsed in light, the light converging and siphoning into me, a great unbearable pain invading my body as I screamed.

My eyes burned and my insides boiled as a tail sprouted from my back, it was four feet in length, and brown in hair. My eyes were wide as I stared into the abyss of pain I was feeling. My skin burned and itched as I writhed on the floor.

The moment crawled into eternity until it finally ended, replaced with unbearable noise, and scent. I heaved breaths as I rested on the floor of the forest, my breath misting in the chilly morning air as a remarkable emptiness settling inside myself.

The roar of metal rending and the shouts of a group reach my ears as I instantly sit up, Catching a glimpse through the cracks in the forest, I see a gigantic robot making its way towards me. My eyes widen, and I scramble up and start to run, there was really no other option. Though, a part of me, likely the saiyan part that I had been recently turned into, vehemently refused and wished to stay and fight.

The people were quickly getting closer and I could make out that their shouts were angry rather than distressed. Getting onto my feet, I bolt, my long legs carrying me out of the clearing and into the brush.

The trees whip me and the bushes try their best to trap me, but I break through. The forest blurs as I sprint, the trunks of the trees blurring into a mishmash of brown and the ground turning into a uniform lush green as I run.

I broke through minutes after my initial take off, my pursuers hadn't captured me yet, and I was making a good time. The forest had changed to rolling plains and, though it was uneven ground, my adrenaline had kept me from stumbling.

I only stop sprinting when the rending of metal and stomping of a large creature are no longer able to be heard.

I pant, hands on knees. As I catch my breath, I can't help but sigh at the fact that my lust got me into this mess. I mean, really, Giant Robots, and Serpentine wish-dragons, really? Gulping down my last breath, I slowly lay down onto the ground, and just, relax.

School had been mega stressful, other than Spanish; that was a different kind of stress. Still, A lot had happened, and it didn't help matters that I was just so busy, what with swim season going on as well as the multitude of tests, and Homecoming, along with Therapy, because of an incident I don't wanna talk about, my Job, and chores.

I sigh as I close my eyes, deflating in on myself and letting the world sink into me. Strangely enough though, the air felt fresher, and the grass felt…. Healthier if that made sense.

Opening my eyes, I frown at my new appendage wiggling out of my pants. Right… My tail… fuck.

I sigh as I get up, taking my pants off in the process as I take out my keys. Now bare of all but my boxer briefs, I start to measure the width of my tail with my fingers before cutting a hole into my pants.

Putting them back on, I smile somewhat at the success. I look back up soon enough, and begin scouting out the area. I frown as I realize that I'm surrounded by only green hills.

I spin around for a moment, noting the faint forest in the distance, before choosing a random direction, and begin my journey that way, a building pang of hunger coloring my view of the world.

I hiked until the sun began to fall, and the moon began to rise. Stopping only when the sky turned black, and moonlight hit the ground I admit, I panicked a little when I saw the moon, calming when I realized it was a waning crescent and not a Full moon.

Still, I had found shelter, not sure if I should stay out when the moon hung in the sky. So, there I sat, alone and in a cave as I tried to continually start a fire with what little material I had.

"Fuck" I cursed quietly, the ember I had gotten from my bow and arrow method of staring fire burning out into nothing.

I scowl as I sit down in a huff, tossing the dry grass aside as I sigh, my eyes glaring into the abyss of the cave.

"I should probably get some sleep" I murmur to myself, closing my eyes as I melt into the cold stone, the uncomfortable hunger of my curse making me shift every now and then.

The sun's rays burn my eyes as soon as I open them, the unholy light of the sun god frying my eyes with a hatred only a god could know.

I groan as I snap my eyes shut, Holding them closed for a moment before letting them open. I stand up still half asleep before cracking my back as I stretch, and I look around. The cave had been nice and cool the entire night, and nothing had disturbed me, so either something very sneaky walked in here and stole something, or nothing happened.

Regardless of the first option seeming very unlikely, I still pat myself down before I walk outside. Ready for a new day.

The lush grass I had walked through yesterday had soon changed to tall, dead, and dried grass near the cave. I squint as I adjust to the sudden brightness of the outdoors, staying in place for all but a moment before I turn left and begin to make my way through the empty plains, searching for a meal that's not there.

It takes me over an hour before I find something, during that time my hunger grows from discomfort to mild pain, and then to stabbing pain. Around 10 meters away from me, there is a group of rabbits huddled together doing something. I swallow down the urge to just pounce and try my hardest to outrun or corner a rabbit. No, I needed to play this smart, I wasn't fast enough to catch them, nor did I have enough time to wait and set up a trap. I needed to find civilization.

I glance around the area, looking for something to use as a weapon. Nothing, there was nothing but rocks and grass. I clench my jaw as a strong pang of hunger not unlike a stab wound carves through my stomach as I glance at the rabbits again.

My teeth itch, and my mouth salivates as I tear my eyes away from the rabbits, tears welling up in the corner of my eyes as the pain and emptiness just make themselves more known to me.

I lean down and quickly pick up a decently sharp rock, before I begin to stock closer to the rabbits, making sure that my footsteps were concealed and that I approached them out of their sight.

I was not but 2 meters away before one of them caught a glimpse. I knew the jig was up when it tensed, its long legs beginning their leap off of the ground, as its panicked, beady black eyes stared into mine.

I switched my focus from it, to the other 3 that were only now realizing something was wrong. My hand wound up with a throw, my back muscles tensing as my arm reached behind me, my grasp on the rock strong before I threw it like a baseball, my arm whipping it through the air faster than I've ever thrown something.

The rock flew and flew and flew as the rabbits tensed, one of them already leaping away from the attack before my rock barreled through the smallest one's skull, spraying shards of bone, squashed brain, and blood flinging into the air. The stench of copper and blood filling the clearing as the world sped back up, and the other rabbits hopped away.

My eyes stayed on the dead rabbit for all of a minute before my hunger made itself known and I practically sprinted at the corpse, my tail swaying in the wind with eagerness as I tore the rabbit apart, the fur practically being shredded under my nails as my hunger took over, my teeth tearing into the meat beneath my fingers, its juices tasting like heaven in my mouth and its tender meat almost making me swoon as my sharp canines dug into it the meat tasting of life and fullness.

Life fluid spurted onto my face as I tore into the meal before me, the still fresh heart of the small animal being swallowed in under a second as I dug through the carcass, leaving naught but bone after a minute.

My face dripped of its viscous blood, I licked my lips as I took my hand and collected it all, drinking it like a man stranded without water for months. My eyes snapped back to the pristine bones and fur, still full of hunger as my hand sailed through the air, the crack of bones and the disgusting slurping of the inner cartilage filling the quiet clearing with its horrifying tune.

I was finished, the only thing left of my meal was fur, not even the bone had survived. I was still hungry, but, at least I was sated. For now.

I swallow deeply as I stand, and begin my trudge through the empty plains, picking up my bloodied rock as I pass by the soup of brain and blood caused by it. I grimace for all but a moment before my hunger takes me and I lick the rock clean.

I start my journey to a city soon after, my eyes constantly on the search for food now that constant paranoia nor adrenaline is filling my brain.

I had caught, and eate-, devoured 5 rabbits,3 deers, 2 bears, and a duck before I had found a house not 5 hours later, there were large beasts that had roamed the land during those 5 hours, and, not wanting to die, I had avoided their roars of hunger. My clothes had been stained in blood, so I had taken the hide of the bears I killed and wore it as a shirt, not wanting to expose the scent of animal blood to prey.

I was glad that I had actually remembered to attach my solar panel to my phone before I died, else I would've not been able to listen to music.

My red, skin stripped, and sore feet carried me up a mountain during that time, wishing to find refuge at the top, or perhaps a temple, as it seemed to be a place where monks would live. Instead of finding a temple, I had found a house.

It looked familiar for some reason, but I didn't know why. Still, at the sight of an opportunity to talk with someone I had walked to the cabin in a hurry, my feet practically stomping against the ground as I hurried towards the door.

As I arrived, my tail swaying in nervousness and my hands clamming up, I knocked on the door. A rustle greets me, as, soon enough, the voice of a young child echoes out of the cabin."Just a minute!"

I gulp down my nervousness, before the hurried steps of a child hurry toward the door, and the door swings open.

"Hello! Who are you!?" The young boy, remarkably similar to young Goku, chirps.

"Hi, I was just-" I stopped as I spotted the tail swaying from behind him, the curious look still on the young boy- Goku's face.

"I was just wondering where I could get to the nearest city." I finish, my mind frozen in shock at meeting the one person I idolized most in my life in front of me.

"Oh, well, I don't know about that! Grampa 'n I lived out here for a llllllloooooooonnggggg time! Say, are you like me? Grampa said that I was the only person he knew with a monkey tail, '' Goku asks, beaming up at me, his wide, curious eyes drilling into me with a purity that had been stolen from me by my mother when I was a child.

"Uh, y-yeah. I, uh, I guess I am." I reply, his grin growing as he drags me into his cabin.

"Ooh! Ooh! Gramps said he didn't know what I was, what are we… uhhh… Wait, what's your name?" he asks

"Im Vlad Romanov" I reply

" What are we, Vlad?" he responds eagerly.

"Well" I begin, hesitance flooding my body as I stare at the boy unsure of what to say. "We are-"