Chapter 3: An Anime Fan's Wet Dream

(A/N: Prepare for a bit of a lemon. I must admit that it is weird to write this now. This thing was started on February 4, 2016. Making parts of this predating Steven Universe Blackthorned.)

So here I was having to wheel by damaged bike along the road keeping with Bulma and Goku on her spare motorcycle. I was pissed at my bike being damaged, but at least I could abuse the BlackTab to fix it. We wind up stopping at the spot where Bulma would spawn her House Capsule. I really wanted to crash for a bit and I so glad to be able to store the bike in the house's garage. I could always fix it later. I was wondering how things would play out while I'm here.

Ace shouldn't have thought that. Bulma took a whiff and caught a horrid smell. Her nose wrinkled and the stench made her want to gag.

"You two reek!" She said holding her nose. "You two need a bath."

Ace had not reeked, but Goku was rancid. Goku would be taken by Bulma to be bathed which there was little difference can the canon scenario. Ace had decided to use this time to work on the bike which he has christened as "Kageyama". He had no that he had altered the universe to be a bit more adult than he realized.

I was a bit of mess with the stains and sweat on my body and face. With the parts I can spawn with the BlackTab, it made things easier to fix and even upgrade Kageyama. I was returning it to it's capsule when Bulma entered the garage. Of course, she was wearing her tank top and beige cargo pants.

"All right, look Ace. Apparently, the capsule house is low on bathwater so…we'll have share a bath." She said to me blushing like mad.

I dropped my wrench and somewhere out there a million fanboys wanted to be in my place. The chorus was ringing in my head, but I was emotionless. I merely nodded and she dragged me into the bathroom. However, I had forgotten one thing. You see, time travel is not perfect. It can screw you up pretty bad. In my case, most would kill for but it was just embarrassing. When I was sent out into the past, I discovered one part of my body hadn't de-aged. So back then, I had the tool of my adult self as a kid. Now what's make this embarrassing? Well I grew with alien puberty on me, and now I'm pretty much packing heat most teenagers wish they had. So while Goku stood at 4'3'' now, I stood at 4'4''. The moment I got off my pants, Bulma wound up wide-eyed.

"Ace, how...old are you?" She asked me awkward.

Ironic, that Goku thought he was fourteen when I'm actually fourteen. Ah, poor innocent Goku.

"Fourteen…why?" I said.

I swear I heard her mumble under something that's a good thing being close in age to her. I was just glad I had mental control to ensure my flagpole wouldn't rise. However, I had a real bad feeling that mental control was going out of the window. I desperately kept myself contained as Bulma took off her clothes. We were in the bath tub and I was always washing myself. I had no idea that Bulma had a devious plan.

Bulma was hatching a plan within her mind. Seeing him flaccid had made her annoyed. She thought of herself as the Most Beautiful Woman in all of West City. And he's seen her naked more times than her previous boyfriends and no reaction! It pissed her off.

"He asked me to strip back there and little reaction! Now he's in a bath with me and nothing. From the way he looks, he is interested in women. Guess, I'll have to play hardball." Bulma thought as a devious smile.

Ace was innocently scrubbing his hair when Bulma came from behind with her chest squishing about his back. His eyes had widened as Bulma whispered in his ear.

"How about I wash your back?" Bulma whispered.

Ace's brain was bugging out, but a voice inside his head sounding oddly like his older self screaming, "SCREW YAMCHA, TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS!"

Oh, how Ace wanted to. His mental control crumbled and he "stood" attentively. Bulma was smug that it worked, surprised at his length, and wondering on how to mess with him. Ace was in a bit of pain. Being sent back like that did screw up his body. For one thing, he didn't really have enough blood in his young body to maintain it. So, he was evident pain but his damned Endurion genes kept it up. Bulma noted he was twitching a bit.

"So you are interested? It's too bad, you're not a bit older." Bulma said with a chuckle. "But how about I help you out?"

That inner voice screamed, "SAY YES! It's Bulma freaking Briefs. It's an anime fan's wet dream!"

Ace could have refused, but then he thought about it. Then he concluded. He weakly nodded to Bulma. He ended up in middle of receiving a paizuri from Bulma. Ace had a look of happy drunk.

"This is paradise…" He said weakly as Bulma's chest had went up and down on his member.

"Humph, this is between you and me. You'll be a dead man if you tell a soul." Bulma sternly warned.

"Who…who'd believe me?" He said a bit of laughter.

Bulma's breasts provided the sweet relief he needed. Ace was a virgin after all and he was one to eschew self-pleasure being more interested in fighting back on Earth Prime. Now he was fully realizing the opportunities he had. Of course, he knew this already but this cemented it.

"Bulma, I'm gonna…gonna…" Ace say before finally having his first orgasm.

The stream, no fire hose of spunk missed Bulma by a hair and splattered all over the wall behind Bulma leaving a visible crack there due to the force of it.

I sunk back in the water just relived that was out of me. Bulma wasn't pleased and tossed me out of the bathroom screaming I should have better self-control. Goku looked at me asking what was that about and I shrugged it off. Getting dressed, I have a set and took out a manga out. Specifically, One Piece. So, with more canon stuff going on, Goku ran out to hunt. Now I would help him, but I rather not.

Little did young Ace knew he was being watched, his warping didn't go unnoticed. However, the only reason Ace wasn't be splattered across the universe was because he was providing…entertainment.

(A/N: Who's watching Ace? Leave your guesses! And because it's a late Christmas post, you get a double post!)