Those damn humans and their scandalous ways!
Vegeta couldn't believe how the threat of the androids had been forgotten just a few months after receiving the warning from the brat from the future, and they went from party to party, either having drinks in the pool during the day or at nightly barbecues on the patio. All activities too close to his precious gravity machine, somehow affecting his training.
This time he had given up thanks to the smell of the magnificent food that Bulma, as usual, had ordered to receive her friends. All kinds of cuts of meat, a huge amount of garnishes and more than 10 whole turkeys were displayed on the main table. Next to it, three chambers full of alcoholic beverages finished putting together the banquet.
Vegeta had to admit it, the woman was loud and nosy, but she knew very well how to satisfy the appetite of a saiyan, or three in this case, if he counted the presence of the stupid Kakarot and his brat.
The prince thought twice before leaving the gravity chamber to steal a couple of bites, knowing that he would have to endure the greetings of that disgraceful Saiyan, as well as the presence of the other weaklings who always came to that kind of celebration.
None of them liked him in the slightest
Not Kakaroto, the only one with whom he had something in common thanks to his warrior race and love of fighting, not his bald dwarf friend, not his shrewish wife. He also didn't like the three-eyed giant or the strange boy who accompanied him, or the disgusting perv old man or the lecherous pig.
But out of the whole group, the one he liked the worst was that weakling of Yamcha. That cursed vermin that he had had to put up with every day for the last few months, until merciful Kami had opened the woman's eyes, to realize that the man was nothing more than a miserable worm who did not deserve trust and cheated her with all the females at his disposal.
The day that Bulma ran Yamcha off her property screaming like a beast was one of the most glorious for Vegeta. Who would have thought that little female could make an Earth warrior feel so much fear.
The days after that Bulma remained locked in her room, and not even the prince's threats that if she didn't fix the gravity chamber he would end her life, were enough to engage in at least one of those entertaining verbal battles they used to have. That's why Vegeta hates Yamcha even more, because he destroyed part of the woman's fighting spirit, something that among warriors was to fall extremely low.
However, despite the damage the insect had caused, and the ferocity with which Bulma had kicked him out into the street, little by little he had reappeared at the meetings, and the woman had accepted him back, in quality of one more member of the team of warriors who fought to protect the future
Bullshit!
When Vegeta finally decided to go hunting for his food, several of those present had left, so he didn't need to speak to anyone. However, as he made his way to the table, he couldn't help but look carefully at the woman wearing a scandalous short dress almost to her buttocks, her hair tied up in a ponytail, and heels that made her look a little taller than the prince
She looked fucking tempting
He noticed with surprise the woman began to walk in a very suggestive way, moving her hips sensually, and decidedly approaching what seemed to be her prey like a predator.
-You know, I really want to get dirty today, would you like to come with me?-
Vegeta didn't have Picolo's acoustic sensitivity, but certainly his saya hearing was much better than humans, so it wasn't hard to hear such a message. His eyes widened in astonishment at the sensual invitation Bulma had made to…..to that pink pig? The lecherous pig that was always with Roshi? Had the woman gone mad because of her depression? Or was it that she was going to take all the insect's friends to bed as revenge?
Oolong couldn't believe how lucky he was. Bulma had approached him, whispering that invitation in his ear. For a moment his friendship with Yamcha crossed his mind, and then sent it to hell. If Bulma was inviting him to get dirty, he was going to get veeeery veeeeeeeery dirty.
She took his hand and led him seductively into the building.
Vegeta decided to give the couple a few minutes head start before going up to his room, which was right next to Bulma's.
He cursed his luck when he turned in the hallway and found the woman and the pig, apparently she decided her dress was in the way because she was wearing nothing but underwear.
The sight of her made the crotch of the prince react instantly.
Under that dress Bulma was wearing provocative black lingerie, and at that moment, she had the pig kneeling in front of her, and the woman leaning slightly towards him, whip in hand, pressing the hilt on his chest.
Vegeta immediately hid, he considered leaving the building and going to train again, but what he heard next kept him glued to the ground.
-Do... do... do you want me to transform into Vegeta?-
-Do you know what turns me on more than anything Olong? The power. Vegeta is pure power, and I'm dying to feel it inside me! Or at least fantasize about it…Kami knows if the alien is even interested in women. That's where you come in... - playfully pass the handle of the whip over the pig's face
-become Vegeta and let me have fun... I promise I'll give you the best night of your life-
-Whatever you want, Bulma! Just let me go to the bathroom to get ready-
-Hurry up, I'll see you inside- the heiress said, blowing a kiss with her fingers and entering her room.
Hardly had Bulma's door bolt been heard when Oolong decided to try his transformation into the prince, and looking at his reflection in the hallway mirror he felt ecstatic, the resemblance was so perfect that he imagined Bulma as a wild beast jumping over and over again in his hardened member, in order to satisfy her dangerous fantasy with the saya.
It was his time! All those years carrying that woman's underwear, and today he was finally going to fuck her!
He patted his own face to return to reality and went to his long-awaited destination... But, he had barely touched the doorknob when a strong hand squeezed his neck, easily lifting his body off the ground several centimeters. Filled with terror he met the wrathful eyes of the real Vegeta.
-Never again in your life, damn insect, take my form again, is that clear? Now DISAPPEAR!-
The saya barely made a move to push the pig aside, but he ended up throwing it several meters away.
-Bu…buuu…but Bulma…-
-I'm going to kill her right now because of her audacity-
-Wait, you can't…- The pig's eyes widened as he saw Vegueta pointing at him with a ball of energy that was gradually getting bigger.
-Get out!- said the saiya with such contempt that Oolong didn't need two seconds to think about it and run away. For Kami to help Bulma, he was going to save his own life.
Vegueta saw the dwarf run away and his energy ball disappeared. He wouldn't kill Bulma that fast, nooo! She was going to slowly suffer for daring to embarrass the prince of the Saiyans! And he himself was going to enjoy every second the wretch cried before ending her life.
He opened the bedroom door, closing it on his entrance with a slam.
-Woman!- was all he could say before feeling fingers rest on his lips to silence him, and looking at Bulma now in tiny leather lingerie, who added a strap around her neck with metal chains that were attached to the suit tied to the wrists
-The one who gives the orders here, prince, it's me!-