Bulma struggled to keep her heavy eyes open as she boredly flipped to the next page of the magazine she was reading. She had a long, exhausting day on Namek, and she seemed to have nothing better to do than to sit around and wait for Krillin and Gohan to get back.
She was laying just outside the cave they had set a capsule house up in earlier. She had been left to guard the Namekian four-star ball; which as simple as it should have been, it turned into a dangerous job knowing that some of the most powerful brutes in the known universe were on the same planet hunting them.
What business did they have leaving her all alone out here anyway?, she thought, wondering where Krillin and Gohan could be. She was the brains of the whole operation, after all. If anything should happen to her, they would all be in trouble. Surely they knew that?
No, she knew she shouldn't give them that much credit. Their puny little minds could never understand her importance in their mission. She could sit here and lecture them all day, but they would never stick around long enough to learn anything. They were always flying off to God-knows-where, doing God-knows-what, never filling her in on a single detail. It was maddening.
It was hard to tell how many hours had passed since they'd arrive—with there being multiple suns on this planet and all—yet Bulma surmised that if they had been back on Earth it would be dark out by now, and she was getting tired.
She let out a yawn.
She decided it would be a good time to go inside and get some rest. All this sunlight was murder on her complexion, anyway.
Four-star ball in hand, she walked back into the cave, then a sudden surge of energy shook the ground beneath her, causing her to drop it.
What kind of vendetta does this planet have against me?!, her mind screamed. Eyes shut tight, her face twisted into a grimace as she clung to the cave wall for dear life.
A few moments later, she breathed a sigh of relief when she felt the tremors end and the ground stabilized beneath her.
She went to pick up the dragon ball, but when she caught sight of who was suddenly standing at the entrance of the cave, her blood turned to ice.
Just the look on her face must have been a reward enough. The Saiyan prince looked her up and down, smirking.
"I believe you have something that I want," he said.
Her eyes flickered from him to the dragon ball.
"N-no," she said, struggling to find her voice. "You can't have it!"
Teasingly, he raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? And why not?"
It was very obvious that he didn't see her as a threat, and Bulma knew how much he took pleasure in instilling fear in others. He could have easily had just taken the dragon ball and left. But if she knew anything about him from the battle he and her friends had on Earth, he didn't like to make things easy.
She struggled to maintain her composure, to keep from showing how much her body trembled as she protectively threw herself between him and the dragon ball. It was as if the world was shaking beneath her again.
"We need it to bring back our friends on Earth," she said. "The ones you did away with!"
With that, he let out a roar of laughter.
"Those weaklings? Ha! Why waste a perfectly good wish bringing back trash?"
She clenched her eyes shut as her hands tightened into fists. Her cheeks grew hotter and hotter in anger.
She hadn't even noticed that he was approaching her until she opened her eyes and saw he was within arms-length.
She threw a punch which landed in his gloved hand.
He grinned wickedly, tightly closing his hand around her fist before sending her flying back.
She painfully collided with the ground, leaving her sprawled out. She didn't think he had used even an ounce of his strength.
Well, that was stupid, she thought, realizing how foolish she was to even try to fight him. He could have easily broken every bone in her body if he hadn't had been holding back.
It took all the courage she had left just to look him in the eyes. He was staring down at her.
"Fine, just take it and leave," she said, biting back tears. She hated to admit defeat, but she knew she had no other choice if she wanted to live.
"Aw, why the rush? I thought I'd stay and have a little fun with you."
Hell might as well have froze over. Meeting his gaze, her heart dropped into the pit of her stomach. The look in his eyes was wolfish, hungry.
"N-no!" she choked, her throat clutching. "My friends will be back any minute!"
He erupted into another fit of laughter.
"Is that supposed to scare me?" he said. "If anything, I'd be happy to let them watch!"
Tears formed in the corners of her eyes as she tried to crawl away, but within a matter of moments he was on top of her, pinning her shoulders to the ground.
"Please! Don't!" she begged. His face was mere inches from hers. Her heart never raced so fast in her life.
His right hand released her shoulder and forcefully grabbed her down there. She flinched with a yelp.
"I didn't get to try human pussy when I visited Earth. You should be grateful to be the first!"
She tightly clenched her thighs together in rejection, but his hand continued to violate her through the fabric of her pants. She couldn't believe that this was happening—that even someone as cruel as Vegeta could stoop so low.
She pushed back on his chest, but she was so weak to him, he didn't budge an inch.
With both hands, he easily ripped her top down the middle, causing her large breasts to spill out through the sides.
He roughly grabbed them both, causing her to cry out as he fondled them in his hands.
He moved his weight on top of her, letting his hardened member prod her through their clothes whilst he hungrily bit the side of her neck.
She begged him to stop, but with every forceful movement he made, she only felt herself grow wetter down there. She had never felt so embarrassed in her life.
"Krillin! Gohan! Anyone!—Please don't let this happen to me!, her mind screamed. But in her heart, she knew no one was coming to save her.
Finally, he was ready to have his way with her. He ripped her pants down the middle the same way he did her top—fully exposing her womanhood to him.
She tried to squeeze her legs shut, but they shook like crazy, and he easily pried them open. Next, he pulled his member out of the fly of his pants—the material of which must have been surprisingly flexible considering the sheer girth of what came out.
"No!" she cried, closing her eyes in terror. But it was no use. When she felt it penetrate her, she screamed at the top of her lungs until he covered her mouth, silencing her cries.
She felt herself being stretched to lengths she didn't think possible. She wasn't even a virgin, but she wouldn't have been surprised if it had caused her to bleed anyway. It was one of the most painful things she had ever experienced.
He grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back as he fucked her. She could feel his hot breath in her ear.
"God that's good," he hissed. "Are all Earth women this tight, or is it just you?"
A stream of tears flooded down her cheeks. The only shred of hope she had in this situation is that he wouldn't last long.
"Stop! Please! It hurts!" she sobbed. She had never heard herself sound so weak and pathetic in all her life.
Her cries went ignored. It was clear that he didn't care about how much pain he caused her. All he wanted was to satisfy himself.
She tried to disassociate during the ordeal. She shut her eyes tight, imagining she was back home, doing all the things that she loved to do in her spare time. She had never missed the simple life she had before all this Saiyan business started as much as she did right now. But every time she thought she had mentally checked out, his loud grunts and massive cock ramming against her cervix brought her back into the horrifying reality she was in. She began to hurt more than ever.
"No more," she pleaded, her voice sounding choked through her sea of tears.
"Are you saying you want me to finish?" he asked. She could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
Not daring to look at him, she nodded yes. She almost hated herself for it, knowing exactly what 'finish' implied, but all she wanted was for this torment to end.
She felt him grab her hips, roughly pulling her into him as he thrusted faster and faster. The feeling sent shivers down her spine.
His breathing became shallow and erratic, until finally, he climaxed, dumping a massive load inside her.
Her body trembled as he steadied himself inside her, his cock twitching as it emptied out the last of it's seed. After taking a few stabilizing breaths, he finally withdrew himself.
She opened her eyes. Through her blurred vision, she saw him stand and pick up the dragon ball. He looked down at her with a wicked grin on his face.
"When I run into those other Earthlings, I'll be sure to let them know how generous you've been. And if things go according to plan and I get my wish for immortality granted, I'll be sure to pay Earth another visit!"
She looked at him in shock for a moment before he flew away at light speed, disappearing in a flash. Laying on the cave floor, she was left with nothing but her thoughts and broken body.
She thought of Krillin and Gohan. She prayed that Vegeta wouldn't run into them, and that they would remain safe. But if Vegeta were to get wish granted, she knew it wouldn't matter. They would all be doomed.
