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"Hello" - normal talking
'Hello' - thoughts
The early morning sun bathed the island in a golden hue as Naruto and Bulma got ready to leave Kame House behind. The gentle waves lapped against the shore as they bid goodbye to the old master and the little island.
"I'm really going to miss living on the island," Naruto admitted, glancing over his shoulder as the island became smaller and smaller further they flew away. "But I think living in the city with you, Bulma, will be exciting." Again carrying his girlfriend in a princess carry.
Bulma smiled, leaning into him. "Trust me, you'll love it. The city has everything, and with me by your side, we'll have so much fun." She winked, adding a little mischief to her words, her hand resting on his cheeks, teasingly.
Naruto blushed, feeling the heat rising between them. "Yeah, I know it's going to be fun." He leaned over to kiss her, the excitement from last night still lingering in the air as they flew off into their new adventure.
Meanwhile, back on the island, Roshi stretched and yawned, beginning his daily routine. He had always enjoyed the peace and quiet of Kame House, but Naruto's departure left him with a sense of loneliness. However, he knew it was for the best.
Roshi wanted Naruto to leave the nest and grow on his own. The Dragon Ball hunting adventure was over, and when the blue-haired girl suggested Naruto live with her in the big city, Roshi saw another opportunity to send Naruto off the island. As much as it pained him to send his son away, it was the only way.
Shrugging off his feelings, he decided to relax under the sun and indulge in his usual pastime, flipping through his well-worn porn magazines.
As he lay there, the distant sound of an engine caught his attention. Sitting up, he squinted against the sun, watching as a sleek speedboat approached the shore. Intrigued, Roshi stood up, adjusting his sunglasses as the boat stopped and a figure leaped gracefully from the deck.
A young girl around his son's girlfriend's age in a scandalously skimpy bikini armor landed in front of him, her body glistening under the sunlight. The bikini barely covered her, leaving little to the imagination. She was stunning, her voluptuous figure rivaling that of Bulma, her breasts bouncing with every movement, and her hips swaying as she approached.
"Are you Master Roshi?" the girl asked, her voice smooth yet commanding.
Roshi's eyes widened, his gaze shamelessly scanned her body. He swallowed hard. "Y-Yes, that would be me. How can I help you?" He could barely contain his excitement, this was definitely not something that happened every day.
"My name is ChiChi, daughter of the Ox King. I've come here to ask you to take me on as your student," she declared, bowing slightly, her developing chest barely contained by the thin strips of her bikini.
Roshi blinked, momentarily stunned. "Ox King's daughter, huh? I've heard about you, but I never had the chance to meet you in person. But how do I know you're telling the truth?"
With a smirk, ChiChi spun around slowly, giving Roshi a perfect view of her round, phat-jiggling ass. Her soft breasts jiggled with her every move, the minimal fabric doing little to hide her assets. "Recognize this armor, old man?" she teased.
Roshi's jaw dropped. His mind immediately flashed back to years ago, when he had gifted that very armor to Ox King's sexy wife, hoping to see her in it. Of course, all he had gotten in return was a slap on the face. But now, seeing her supposably daughter in it... it was as if his fantasies had finally come to life.
"Ah, yes... I remember now," he grinned, eyes glued to her curves. "That armor was a gift! How did you get it?"
"My mother gave it to me before she passed away," ChiChi replied, her voice softening as she looked down in sorrow.
Roshi's grin faltered for a moment. "I'm sorry for your loss," he said, but the moment passed quickly. He wasn't going to let sentimentality ruin this. "But, even if you're Ox King's daughter, I can't just take anyone as my student," Roshi said, attempting to sound serious.
ChiChi's eyes lit up, and with a knowing smile, she reached into the bag slung over her shoulder. "I was hoping this might change your mind," she said, handing it over to him. "My father sends his regards."
Curious, Roshi opened the bag and was met with a treasure of high-quality limited-edition porn magazines. His eyes lit up like a child at Christmas. He immediately pulled one out, flipping through the pages, drooling over the explicit content.
"So, do I get to be your student now?" ChiChi asked sweetly, leaning forward, letting her cleavage nearly spill out of her bikini top as she watched him.
"Yes, yes, of course," Roshi mumbled, barely paying attention as he flipped through the pages. His mind was already far away, lost in the lewd images.
ChiChi jumped in excitement, her assets jiggling enticingly with her movement. "Thank you!" she squealed, her voice brimming with joy. "But wait… where's Naruto?" ChiChi asked suddenly, her expression softening.
Roshi glanced up from the magazine, his eyes narrowing. "Naruto? How do you know him?" he asked suspiciously, but then it clicked. "Oh, wait a minute. You must be the girl he was talking about!"
ChiChi's cheeks flushed a deep red. "He was talking about me?" she asked, a mix of hope and excitement in her voice.
"Yes! He mentioned something about a girl in a bikini and something about almost getting married. He didn't tell me much more, though," Roshi said, smirking as he closed the magazine.
ChiChi's face burned even hotter. "Y-Yeah, that was me. When he defeated my father, I thought he was fighting for my hand in marriage. But I guess I was wrong…" she trailed off, her embarrassment was clear.
"Ah, so that's what happened," Roshi mused. "And now you're here to train so you can impress him, huh? You want to be his wife?"
ChiChi nodded eagerly. "I want to show him that I'm strong enough to stand by his side."
Roshi grinned, his perverted nature bubbling up again, his son nearly at fourteen already gathering his own harem. He felt proud like never before. "Well, that's good enough for me. But be warned, my training is harsh."
"I can handle it!" ChiChi replied confidently, determination in her voice.
"Good. Now, take off that armor. I'll give you a proper outfit for training," Roshi ordered, his tone getting more serious.
ChiChi blinked in confusion. "But… this is really comfy," she protested, tugging at her bikini armor.
"I'm your master now, so don't ask questions. Do as I say," Roshi commanded, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
ChiChi hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded, her hands trembling slightly as she began to unbuckle the straps of her armor. As the pieces fell away ChiChi stood before him, wearing nothing, her body fully exposed, her skin glowing under the sunlight. She crossed her arms over her chest, feeling the weight of his gaze on her.
"There… are you satisfied, Master?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, a mixture of embarrassment and curiosity in her tone.
Roshi nodded, his eyes practically bulging out of his head. "Yes… very satisfied," he muttered, unable to tear his gaze away.
ChiChi bit her lip, trying to shake off the awkwardness of the moment. "Well, Daddy said he was a legendary pervert and I should expect something like this." This was only the beginning. If she wanted to prove herself to Naruto, she would endure anything, even the lecherous stares of his father.
As she stood there, a mixture of nervousness and embarrassment bubbled within her. Master Roshi suddenly threw a blue martial arts uniform on her. Surprising her a little. Knowing it meant for her she quickly put it on. It was comfortable but not like her bikini armor. When she looked at her master, she saw his demeanor completely changed into a serious man. From that point on she learned how much of a slave driver Naruto's father was when it came to Martial arts training.
…
As Naruto and Bulma left Kame House behind, the wind rustled through Bulma's blue hair while Naruto flew them through the clear skies. The West City was a sprawling metropolis, its beautiful, towering skyscrapers glittering in the sun, contrasting with the buzzing crowds below. Naruto couldn't help but marvel at the sight. He was used to island life, and the city was a whole new world for him.
Bulma's soft voice interrupted his thoughts as she pointed toward a massive, dome-shaped building in the distance. "Naruto, see that big round building over there? That's my house," she said with a smile. Naruto's eyes widened. Her house looked more like a palace than a home, and he wondered just how rich she truly was.
He nodded and descended gently, landing gracefully in the yard. People who had seen them flying earlier whispered among themselves, but Naruto paid them no mind. His focus was on Bulma as he set her down gently.
"Well, how does my house look?" Bulma asked, twirling around to face him, her voice filled with pride. She looked happy, her excitement making her even more beautiful.
Naruto took a deep breath, letting his eyes wander over the grand estate. "It's amazing... so big. But do you and your mom live here alone? It looks like a mansion!"
Bulma laughed, flipping her hair playfully. "No, silly. We've got tons of workers and servants. Plus, this is Capsule Corp headquarters, it's where all the crazy technology happens. My Dad built it, but now it's mostly me and the labs." She tugged at his arm, excitement bubbling in her voice. "Come on, you have to meet my mom."
"Bulma wait, I have to ask you something." Naruto said and Bulma stopped and looked at him "What will you tell your mother about the wishing Bulma? Isn't your mother expecting your father back to the world of living?"
"Don't worry Naruto. My father died 2 years ago. My mother got over his death, I was the one who couldn't accept his passing. But it's all okay now. My mother doesn't even know about the Dragon Balls or about my wish to bring him back." She explained. Naruto relaxed a little. He was afraid that her mother would cry because her husband couldn't be brought back to life and Bulma brought a boyfriend instead of her husband.
"I was kind of worried that your mother would get hurt," Naruto said. Bulma nodded, she knew what Naruto was thinking. "Don't worry about it Naruto," She pulled him leading him inside.
Naruto let her lead him inside, still a little overwhelmed by the sheer size and luxury of her home. The inside was just as impressive, shiny floors, expensive furniture, and a sense of opulence that felt worlds apart from the simple life he had known.
But the sight that really took his breath away was the blonde beauty who greeted them.
Panchy, Bulma's mother, was an absolute bombshell of a MILF. Her figure was jaw-dropping. She stood at a height of 5'5" and had an hourglass figure with all the right curves that were hugged by the clothes she wore. She has blond puffy afro hair. Her shapely womanly hips held her juicy plump ass that could make any man weak in the knees. Her tight dress showed off her curvy body. Her chest, just thinking of it, made him twitch in desire as she had an H-cup, perfectly round and plump that everyone male wished to hold. Her wide child bearing hips swayed seductively as she walked.
"Mom, I'm back!" Bulma called, rushing to give her mother a hug.
"Welcome back, honey," Panchy said in a soft, melodious voice. Her eyes shifted to Naruto, and a mischievous smile curled on her lips as she looked him up and down. "Well, who do we have here?" she purred, clearly impressed by the muscular young man in front of her.
Naruto cleared his throat, trying to keep his composure. "Hello, ma'am. My name's Naruto. It's nice to meet you."
Panchy's gaze lingered on him for a moment longer than necessary before she extended her hand, her lips curving into a sultry smile. "My, my, such a polite young man," she said as Naruto took her hand and kissed it gently. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she batted her long lashes. "And so handsome too... Bulma, you certainly know how to pick them."
"MOM!" Bulma exclaimed, her cheeks reddening as she watched her mom eye Naruto like a piece of candy. She stomped over and grabbed Naruto's arm, pressing him against her own plum chest. "Stop flirting with my boyfriend!"
Panchy laughed, her voice playful and teasing. "Oh, darling, I'm just admiring. But I have to say, if I were your age..." She trailed off, her eyes twinkling with mischief and lust. "You know, Naruto, I think I could change your mind if I really wanted to." putting her arms under her breasts that made her breasts look even bigger.
Naruto blushed a little as he caught the flirtatious look in Panchy's eyes. His gaze flickered briefly to her impressive tits, and he gulped. Bulma, sensing where his eyes had wandered, pinched his arm hard.
"NARUTO! Stop looking at my mom's boobs!" she hissed. Bulma got irritated. Her mother was way more beautiful than her. But she has to admit that her mom can get any man she wants with that body of hers. "Stop trying to steal my man, Mom." Panchy giggled.
"Ow! Ow! Sorry, sorry!" Naruto yelped, rubbing his sore arm, though a part of him couldn't help but chuckle at how protective Bulma was being.
Panchy, enjoying the banter, walked past the young couple, her hips swaying provocatively. "Well, I'll leave you two lovebirds to get settled," she said with a wink. "I'll whip up something special for lunch. But do make yourselves comfortable. There's plenty of space... even for a little fun."
As she started to go into the kitchen, her hips swayed seductively. Her phat rump jiggled with each step she took. The young Saiyan could not help but stare at those perfect booty until she was gone. Naruto turned to Bulma with a mischievous grin. "Wow, now I see where you get your looks from, Bulma. You're gonna look just like her in a few years."
Bulma's face softened, a small smile tugging at her lips. "You think so?" she asked, a little insecure about living up to her mother's flawless beauty.
Naruto smirked, leaning closer. "Totally. And I have to say, though... your mom's got some... well, amazing assets. Those boobs... that phat doughy ass..." he teased.
"Naruto!" Bulma screeched, slapping his arm.
Naruto laughed and rubbed his arm where Bulma had slapped him again. "Ow, okay, okay! I'm just joking!"
"Come on," Bulma said, grabbing his arm and pulling him along toward the stairs. "Let's go to my room before my mom tries to steal you from me."
As they headed up, Naruto's mind raced. Bulma's teasing, and her mom's flirtatious nature, it was all driving him crazy in ways he hadn't expected. He could only wonder what kind of "welcome" he'd be getting once they reached her room.
…
In the kitchen, Panchy oversaw the chef and servants as they prepared a special meal for their guests. Her mind, however, was far from the kitchen. As she watched the staff run around, her thoughts drifted back to Naruto, his muscular frame, those piercing dark eyes, the way he confidently carried himself. He was nothing short of a prime hunk, reminding her so much of her past lovers before she married Dr. Brief.
Back in her youth, Panchy had been quite the wild one. Before settling down with her husband, she'd been a nymphomaniac, often seeking out the company of strong, virile men, men who were just like Naruto. Though her days of sinful pleasure had ended with marriage, the sight of Naruto stirred something deep within her, reawakening a part of her that she'd thought long buried.
Slipping into her bedroom, Panchy stood in front of her mirror and stripped off her clothes, revealing her curvaceous, youthful body. For a woman in her forties, Panchy looked incredible, her body rivaling that of any woman half her age. Her perfect body that she was so proud of could make any man drool. As she gazed at her reflection, she ran her hands over her voluptuous curves, imagining what it would be like to feel Naruto's hands on her.
"It's been too long..." Panchy murmured to herself, her fingers trailing down her body, teasing her sensitive skin. She remembered the thrill of her younger days, the excitement of seducing a man, and the satisfaction of indulging in her desires. Naruto had reignited that flame inside her, and now, she wanted him badly.
But Panchy knew she had to play it smart. Bulma was protective of her new boyfriend, but she also knew her daughter. She might not mind sharing if approached the right way. Panchy smirked at herself in the mirror. 'I just need to go slow. Bulma will come around. And then… Naruto will be mine.'
She opened her wardrobe and selected a pair of black booty shorts that clung tightly to her thick round ass. Showing her phat ass and thighs like she was on a manhunt. She slipped into a black tank top that barely contained her enormous breasts, the soft fabric struggling to keep them from spilling out. Satisfied with her appearance, Panchy admired her reflection one more time. She looked like she was twenty-five again, which she really looked like, ready to capture the attention of any man she set her sights on.
Meanwhile, in Bulma's bedroom, she and Naruto were fresh out of the shower, their bodies still warm and damp from their steamy encounter under the water. Bulma smirked as she dried off, knowing how much Naruto enjoyed their "fun time" in the shower. She slipped into a tight pink tank top that matched her sexy figure, followed by a mini skirt that barely covered her fat ass. Though her chest wasn't as large as her mother's, Bulma knew she had the perfect doughy bubble butt, and she loved how Naruto's eyes always followed her every time she walked by.
Naruto, dressed in black jeans and a tight-fitting red T-shirt, watched her as she bent over slightly to adjust her skirt, the sight of her ass teasing him. Unable to resist, he stepped up behind her and playfully spanked her phat rear, earning a surprised yelp from Bulma.
"Naruto!" she exclaimed, glaring at him over her shoulder, but her playful anger quickly melted when Naruto pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was slow and deep, his hands roaming over her body, pulling her tighter against him.
Bulma's surprise faded, replaced by a warm flush of desire as she kissed him back, her fingers tangling in his hair. Naruto's touch was electric, and she could feel the heat building between her legs. She pressed her body against him, letting out a soft moan as his hands slid lower, gripping her ass firmly.
"You love my ass, don't you?" Bulma whispered breathlessly between kisses, her lips brushing against his as her fingers trailed down his chest.
"Maybe," Naruto smirked, his voice low and husky, his hands squeezing her ass again. "But you love it when I spank you." Bulma giggled in lust as Naruto swept her off of her feet.
…
Half an hour later, Panchy stood before Bulma's bedroom door, her heart racing slightly as she prepared herself for what was about to happen. She knocked softly, her voice smooth and inviting. "Bulma, dear, lunch is ready. Why don't you and Naruto join me in the dining room?"
A few moments passed before Bulma's muffled voice came from the other side. "Coming, Mom!" When Bulma opened the door, her eyes immediately fell on her mother's revealing outfit. Panchy stood there, her big round breasts practically spilling out of her tight tank top, the fabric struggling to contain them. Bulma's eyes narrowed in jealousy, feeling a flare of irritation at how her mother was flaunting herself so openly.
"What are you wearing, Mom?" Bulma whispered, her voice filled with disbelief.
Panchy just smiled innocently, her expression alluring. "Oh, don't you like it?" she asked, giving a playful twirl that only served to display her curves even more. "I thought it was cute... now, where's that handsome boyfriend of yours?"
Before Bulma could respond, Naruto stepped up behind her, making his presence known to the bland Milf. "I'm right here, Panchy," he said casually, his deep voice making Panchy's heart skip a beat. When she turned to look at him in his new attire, her breath hitched. He was tall, broad, and impossibly attractive, his muscular frame highlighted by his tight-fitting shirt. Panchy swallowed, struggling to keep her composure as she silently admired him.
"You're looking so good, Naruto," Panchy purred, her voice a little too sultry as her eyes roved over his body. "And you too, Bulma, dear," she added, though her attention barely flickered over to her daughter. Panchy's mind was clearly elsewhere.
Naruto smiled, offering a polite compliment in return. "You're looking nice too, Panchy." He couldn't deny that Panchy looked… slutty in her outfit. Her top barely contained her huge tits, and her shorts hugged her hips in a way that made her body impossible to ignore. His gaze flickered briefly to Bulma, who was glaring at her mother. It was obvious that Bulma knew exactly what her mother was up to, but for now, she said nothing. Naruto, sensing the tension between the two, tried to keep the atmosphere light.
Panchy, not missing a beat, slipped closer to Naruto and Bulma, grabbing them both by the arm. She made sure to press Naruto's arm firmly against her chest, her soft breasts squishing against him as she led them toward the dining room. "Come now, you two. You must be starving after all that... fun." Her voice carried a mischievous undertone, her touch lingering longer than necessary.
Bulma blushed but didn't pull away, though her jealousy flared. She knew her mother had always been flirtatious, but this was different. Panchy was clearly interested in Naruto, and while Bulma wasn't sure how to handle it yet, she knew she would have to talk to her mother soon. For now, though, she let it go, following her mother to the dining room.
They ate lunch together, the meal filled with moments of quiet tension and playful banter. Naruto tried to keep things light, but he couldn't help noticing the way Panchy's eyes kept flickering over to him, her gaze lingering on his muscles and his lips whenever he spoke. Bulma noticed too, and though she kept quiet.
After lunch, Panchy suggested showing Naruto around Capsule Corp. "You simply must see the place!" she exclaimed, grabbing Naruto's arm again, her excitement barely masking her deeper intentions.
Bulma shot her mother a glance but said nothing as the three of them walked through the sprawling compound. The dome-shaped building was impressive, with its sleek, futuristic design. The entrance led to a large lobby where the receptionist sat, followed by the massive Atrium that housed a variety of animals, everything from dinosaurs to cats and dogs. Naruto's eyes widened in amazement as they passed by the Sparring Arena, and the Capsule Room, where Bulma's latest inventions were stored. There was also the exhibit room, the Central Computer Room, the Security with a small jail, Bulma's lab and workshop, and many other things.
"This place is incredible," Naruto said, clearly impressed. His eyes darted from one technological marvel to another. "I've never seen anything like it."
Panchy walked close beside him, her voice sweet and melodic. "It really is, isn't it? Bulma and her father have done such amazing work here." Her hand lingered on his arm as they continued the tour, making sure he felt her touch. "But there's so much more to see. You will stay for a while, you will get to know us better."
Bulma, noticing how her mother was practically glued to Naruto's side, decided to shift the conversation. "Why don't we show Naruto the city?" she suggested, trying to take back control of the situation. "I think he'd love to see how West City operates."
"That sounds like a great idea," Panchy chimed in, a little too eagerly. "I'll come with you!" She clung to Naruto's arm, pressing her body against his. Bulma bit her lip, fighting the urge to snap at her mother. Something was definitely going on here, and Bulma wasn't going to let it slide for much longer. But for now, she had to keep her cool.
As they left the building and headed into the city, Naruto couldn't shake the strange tension between mother and daughter, though he couldn't deny the thrill of having two beautiful women fighting for his attention. The city buzzed with life around them, but his thoughts kept drifting back to Panchy's bold advances, and the feeling that things were about to get a lot more complicated.
…
It had been a week since Master Roshi had taken ChiChi under his wing as a student. ChiChi was a hard-working girl with a natural talent for martial arts, though she still had a long way to go if she wanted to match the strength and skill of Naruto, whom Roshi often referenced as an example of raw potential. While ChiChi was progressing well, Roshi couldn't help but compare her to her father, the Ox King, who had been strong but unable to withstand the grueling nature of his training. Roshi only hoped that ChiChi wouldn't give up before realizing her full potential.
At the moment, ChiChi was wearing a blue martial arts outfit, beads of sweat forming on her brow as she sparred with Roshi. She was fully focused until something in the distance caught her attention. Her eyes widened as she spotted a small object out at sea, her concentration breaking at the worst possible moment. Before she could react, Roshi's fist struck her on the shoulder, sending her stumbling backward.
"What's the matter, ChiChi?" Roshi barked, though his tone was more surprised than angry. "You're supposed to block!"
"Sorry, Master," ChiChi quickly apologized, rubbing her shoulder. "I just… got distracted. There's something out there," she added, pointing toward the sea.
Roshi turned his head to look, squinting as he tried to make out what she was talking about. For a moment he thought Naruto was returning back. But quickly dismissed that thought. Again Roshi's curiosity piqued, and he tried to see what was approaching. "What is that...?" he murmured.
ChiChi's sharp eyes picked up on it first. "It's a boat!" she said, sounding surprised. "And there's a kid on it, looks kinda weird, honestly."
A bald child, no more than two and a half feet tall, was steering a small boat toward the island. He was wearing a yellow sleeveless monk garb with purple straps running down the sides, loose orange pants, and traditional martial arts shoes. As the boat neared the shore, the boy jumped off it with surprising agility. Instead of landing on his feet, the kid misjudged his jump and ended up diving headfirst into the sand, his head getting stuck in the ground.
ChiChi burst out laughing, unable to hold it in. "Who is this goofball?" she giggled, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye.
Roshi raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest. "No idea, but he's certainly got spirit. ChiChi, help him out."
Still chuckling, ChiChi walked over to the kid and tugged on his legs until his head popped free of the sand with an audible "plop!" Dusting off his bald head, the boy straightened up and smiled at her, bowing gratefully.
"Thank you!" the boy said before turning his attention to Roshi. "You must be the great Master Roshi!"
Roshi stroked his beard, intrigued by the kid's confidence. "People do say that, yes," he replied nonchalantly.
The kid bowed even lower, showing deep respect. "My name is Krillin, and I've come from a village far to the east. Please, Master Roshi, allow me to train under you!"
Roshi was about to decline, as he had many times before when hopeful students sought his tutelage, but Krillin surprised him. With a knowing smirk, the boy pulled a small stash of porn magazines from his pocket and handed it to Roshi with both hands.
"Please accept this, Master," Krillin said with a smirk.
Roshi's eyes lit up like a child in a candy store. He snatched the magazine from Krillin's hands and immediately began flipping through the pages, nodding approvingly. "Hmm, not bad, not bad at all," he muttered under his breath before snapping the magazine shut. "Well, this changes things."
Krillin's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. He glanced at ChiChi, noticing her martial arts attire. "So, are you a student too?" he asked curiously.
ChiChi nodded, crossing her arms. "Yeah, I'm ChiChi," she said, trying to sound tough.
Krillin squinted at her, sizing her up. "You don't look like the fighting type," he commented, his tone a bit dismissive.
ChiChi's face twisted into a scowl. "Oh really? Well, your head looks like a beach ball," she shot back, smirking.
Krillin's face flushed with annoyance. "What did you say?" he fumed. "You should know that anyone serious about martial arts should shave their head for better focus. Look at Master Roshi, he shaved his head!"
Roshi, who again started admiring girls in the magazine, chimed in, "Actually, I'm just bald."
ChiChi snorted, barely able to contain her laughter as Krillin's face turned even redder. "So, Krillin, wasn't it?" Roshi said, his tone taking on a more serious note. "If you want to be my student, you have to complete a task first. Bring me a sexy girl."
Krillin blinked, caught off guard. "What?" he stammered, his eyes darting over to ChiChi, who was standing right next to him. She was undeniably attractive and sexy, especially in her form-fitting martial arts outfit.
But Roshi waved his hand dismissively. "Not ChiChi. She's already engaged." Making ChiChi blush. Even though it technically was not false, but she felt giddy inside knowing her future father-in-law already considered her as his son's future wife.
Krillin's eyes widened in shock. "Engaged?!"
"Now, go find someone else for me. And ChiChi, help him. Take my mini plane," Roshi instructed, pulling out a capsule and tossing it to ChiChi.
ChiChi came out of her daydream and caught it and, with a sigh, tossed the capsule to the ground. In a puff of smoke, it expanded into a small hover plane. "Alright, let's get this over with," ChiChi grumbled, hopping into the pilot's seat.
Krillin climbed into the seat next to her, glancing nervously at her. "You sure you know how to fly this thing?" he asked, gripping the armrest tightly.
"Of course I do," ChiChi said, her voice a little sharper than she intended. "Just sit back and let me handle it."
As the plane lifted off into the sky, ChiChi stole a glance at Krillin. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of trouble they'd get into trying to find a "sexy girl" for Master Roshi.
…
A few hours later, ChiChi and Krillin returned to Kame House with a girl named Launch, their mission to find someone sexy for Master Roshi seemingly complete. Launch was beautiful, a woman with an hourglass figure, deep blue eyes and hair, a soft demeanor, and an air of innocence. She wore a revealing light-green belly-baring tank top, which highlighted her slim waist and barely hid her double D-cup breasts, yellow shorts with a red belt that made her phat booty stand out, and red shoes that paired with green socks.
Her innocent presence alone could have set anyone at ease, but ChiChi couldn't shake a strange feeling about her.
Launch looked around, smiling at the small island house. "Wow! What a beautiful little place!" Her voice was soft, cheerful, and filled with wonder. ChiChi returned a nervous smile, glancing back at the house, silently hoping Master Roshi wouldn't try anything inappropriate.
Krillin was already by the door, his excitement about becoming Roshi's student making him impatient. He knocked several times but got no answer. "What's the matter with him? He's not answering," Krillin muttered in frustration, glancing over his shoulder at ChiChi.
ChiChi sighed. "He's probably in the bathroom. Just go inside and see if you can bring him out here." She waved Krillin off and turned back to Launch, trying to make small talk while they waited.
Launch looked at her curiously, brushing her blue bangs out of her face. "So, why did you bring me here? Is there something you need me to do?" Her voice was full of genuine curiosity, her bright eyes sparkling with innocence.
ChiChi bit her lip, unsure of how to explain. She felt a little guilty. "Well, not really. It's just... Master Roshi is an old man who fancies himself a ladies' man." She winced, not liking how that sounded. "You don't have to do anything specific, just... humor him a little. He promised to train Krillin if we found him a girl. Just play along, let him grab you, you know, feed his ego a bit, and that'll be enough."
Launch blinked a few times, she smiled softly. "Oh, I see. I don't mind helping out with that, especially since it'll benefit me as well."
ChiChi raised an eyebrow, confused. "Benefit you? How?"
Launch's smile faltered, and she suddenly looked nervous. "I didn't get a chance to explain before, but... I'm being chased." She hesitated before continuing, her voice dropping to a whisper. "There's... another side of me. When I sneeze, I change. My hair turns blonde, and I become someone else entirely. The police were after me earlier because of something she did, not me."
ChiChi blinked, trying to process what Launch was saying. "Wait, what do you mean 'she'? You mean you have another personality?"
Launch nodded sadly. "Yes. She's a criminal... wanted for a lot of things. When she sneezes, I come back. And I barely remember what she's done." There was a genuine helplessness in her eyes now, and ChiChi felt a pang of sympathy.
ChiChi's eyes widened as she connected the dots. "Wait, you mean those police officers earlier were real? And... you're a criminal?"
Launch winced at the word 'criminal,' but she nodded again. "I didn't mean to cause trouble! It's not me, it's her, the other me. Please, you have to believe me!" Her voice trembled, and her hands clutched her chest in desperation.
ChiChi felt a flood of emotions. Slowly, she let out a breath, calming herself down. "Okay, I get it now. But you have to promise not to cause any trouble while you're here."
Launch's eyes welled with gratitude. "I promise. I just need a place to hide for a while. Thank you so much for understanding." She bowed slightly, relief washing over her face.
Just as the conversation came to a close, Krillin stepped back out of the house, grumbling. "Master Roshi's not in there either. Where could he be?"
ChiChi groaned, rubbing her temples. "Seriously? He better not have gone to the city again." She glanced at Launch, still trying to wrap her head around everything that had just been revealed.
…
A few hours later, Master Roshi returned to Kame House, having completed some errands in the city. As he neared his tiny island, he caught sight of Launch's figure, and his heart skipped a beat. He found himself staring, entranced by her voluptuous body and sweet, innocent face. I think I'm in love, he thought, feeling a surge of excitement and something else.
"So, is she good enough?" Krillin asked hopefully, eager to please his master.
"More than good! I accept you as my student!" Roshi declared, causing Krillin to jump in joy.
With a grin that stretched from ear to ear, Roshi stepped closer to greet Launch. "Hello! My name is Roshi," he introduced himself, adjusting his glasses with confidence. "Welcome to my humble abode."
"Nice to meet you! I'm Launch. Your students saved me from a whole lot of trouble today," she replied, her voice sweet and melodic.
"Is that true?" Roshi looked back at Chi-Chi and Krillin, who nodded vigorously.
"Yes, I can't thank them enough," Launch added.
Roshi's chest puffed up with pride. "That's fine and all, but let me tell you, I'm Master Roshi, the world's greatest martial artist, and I'm teaching them martial arts."
"Oh, martial arts? That explains why Chi-Chi is so strong!" Launch exclaimed but she already guessed that after her talk with the young girl. As promised she made with her she showed her eyes sparkling with intrigue.
"Exactly! So, Launch, if you have some time, why not take a walk with me around my island paradise?" Roshi suggested, his voice oozing charm.
Launch looked around at the peaceful surroundings. "Here? Well, if you insist, I will!"
"You mean it?" Roshi asked, barely able to contain his excitement as she nodded. In his mind, a chibi Roshi jumped up and down shouting 'Hey, hey! Hooray! I feel so happy! Yahoo!' Roshi cheered inwardly. "By the way, what do you think? Would you like to learn some martial arts too?" he inquired, trying to hide his eagerness.
"Huh? Me? It sounds fun, but I don't think a girl like me could keep up," Launch replied, her brow furrowing slightly.
"No, no! I'm not saying you should go full-scale. You could take it casually! It would be good for your health, mind and body! Plus, it'll help keep that voluptuous body in shape," Roshi explained, his tone turning slightly perverse.
"You're incredibly fortunate! I wouldn't pass up this chance if I were you," Krillin chimed in, desperately trying to convince her. "Master Roshi is a legend! Learning from him is a huge honor."
"Oh?! I had no idea he was such a person!" Launch exclaimed, her eyes wide with awe. "Wow, then I'll learn some martial arts!"
Roshi beamed, feeling his ego inflate further. "Aw, it really is all that, but it still makes me blush. You wait here, I'll get you an outfit!" He rushed inside, returning moments later with a box in hand. "Here! Try these on," he said, gesturing for her to change.
Launch stepped inside, and a moment later, she emerged wearing knee-length black stockings and a skimpy one-piece black monokini that showcased her curves leaving nothing for imagination. Her wide hips were full of display for all, ass cheeks hanging out in the open and her chest hugged by the fabric so tight that it made her boobs even bigger. Not to tell that it barely covered it leaving her full cleavage for everyone to see. Roshi's nosebleed was immediate.
"It looks like underwear," Launch said, tilting her head in confusion. Feeling a little exposed but still felt comfy in her new attire.
"No, no! This is just perfect for you!" Roshi insisted, his voice high-pitched with excitement. ChiChi and Krillin facepalmed simultaneously, sharing a knowing glance.
'You've got to be kidding me. But I wouldn't mind wearing it for Naruto,' Chi-Chi thought, shaking her head.
"Okay, but this doesn't seem very practical for martial arts," Launch said, striking a sultry pose to tease Roshi. As she did Roshi got to see her phat ass and that fabric disappearing between her cheeks. Top of that innocent face of her made it even more alluring.
'Young girls are the best,' Roshi thought, his mind swirling with fantasies. Just then, a butterfly fluttered around him, breaking his concentration. He swatted it away angrily.
But as if fate had a sense of humor, a butterfly fluttered by Launch's nose. She sneezed, and her blue hair turned blonde and her eyes blue to green in an instant. Confusion washed over her face as she examined her outfit.
"Okay, guys! Whose idea was this to dress me like a bimbo sex doll?" Now as Blond Launch, she snapped, her voice now sharp and furious losing all the innocent girl nature. Master Roshi, ChiChi, and Krillin exchanged bewildered glances.
Suddenly, Launch pulled a machine gun from seemingly nowhere, pointing it at them with wild eyes. "Who the hell are you guys?! DIE, DIE, DIE!"
They dove to dodge the bullets, rushing to find cover as panic set in. Moments later, another sneeze escaped Launch, reverting her back to her blue-haired self. She looked at the gun in her hand and dropped it, her expression shifting to one of horror.
"Oh dear... I am so sorry! You see, every time I sneeze, I switch personalities!" she explained, her voice trembling as she looked down in shame. "Did I do something I shouldn't have?"
"N-no, it's fine!" Roshi stammered, trying to regain his composure despite the chaos that had just unfolded. Krillin froze as if he saw ghosts.
ChiChi, already knowing about her condition from their previous conversation, felt a mix of sympathy and exasperation. "Just... let's try to keep the violence to a minimum, okay?" she said, shaking her head still trying to process what just happened.
…
It's been two months since Naruto started living with the Brief family. At first, he struggled to adapt to city life; the rush and fast-paced atmosphere were overwhelming. However, after a few weeks, he began to get the hang of it. Once he experienced the vibrant inner life of the city, it felt like a whole new world for him. Having spent most of his life on a peaceful island and only visiting small cities when necessary, the charm and excitement of city life started to appeal to him.
Naruto learned many things from his girlfriend, Bulma, that he didn't know before. She taught him various essential skills for city living, including how to drive, manage big expenses while shopping, and understand the job market, including odd jobs. Naruto absorbed it all eagerly. After some time, he took Bulma on a few dates, and she was pleasantly surprised by how he managed to create fun yet calm moments for them during each outing. This experience brought them even closer together.
Panchy, on the other hand, became bolder than before with Naruto. With her advance becoming more and more obvious. But he didn't complain. Actually, he liked it. Who wouldn't? She was bonafide Milf. He was like a horny teen around her. Bulma noticed it too, but she didn't say anything because she was having a good time as well. However, after observing her mother becoming overly forward with Naruto, she decided to have a talk with her.
As the night settled over the Brief family home, Naruto was in the shower, relaxing after a long day. Bulma, however, had something pressing on her mind. For the past few weeks, her mother, Panchy, had been growing increasingly bold with Naruto, and Bulma could no longer ignore it. She didn't feel threatened, Naruto loved her, and their relationship had never been stronger. But her mother's behavior was becoming hard to overlook.
Bulma walked towards her mother's room wearing one of her skimpy nighties that hugged her curves tightly. She sighed, running her hand through her blue hair as she stood outside her mother's bedroom door. She knew it was time to address the situation, no matter how uncomfortable it might be. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.
Panchy, dressed in a silky see-through nighty that barely reached mid-thigh, her large tits bare, no bra underneath leaving anyone to see her bare boobs. Below she wore a penties matching her nighty. She was about to hit the bed and call it a night, but a sudden knock on the door got her attention. She answered the door with a surprised look. Her blonde hair was tousled from preparing for bed, and her face still held the light, playful smile she always wore. "Bulma, dear! What are you doing here so late? Are you alright?" she asked, her voice soft with concern.
Without a word, Bulma stepped inside the room. Her mother closed the door, her usual cheeriness fading as she noticed her daughter's serious expression.
"Mom, we need to talk," Bulma said, her tone firm but calm.
Panchy felt a small wave of unease ripple through her. She had suspected this moment was coming, though she hadn't expected it to arrive so soon. "What is it, dear?" she asked, though she already had an idea of what her daughter wanted to discuss.
Bulma crossed her arms, her blue eyes narrowing slightly. "It's about you, Mom. I've noticed you've been getting... very close to Naruto lately. And I mean very close."
Panchy blinked, feigning innocence with a sweet, almost motherly smile. "Oh, Bulma, I don't know what you're talking about. I just wanted to get to know Naruto better. He's such a handsome… boy, after all." her alluring tone didn't even hide her true intention.
Bulma raised an eyebrow, her patience thinning. "Really? You just wanted to 'get to know him better?' And that's why you've been wearing those skimpy outfits around him, flashing your ass, and practically shoving your boobs in his face?" Panchy wasn't surprised that she caught her, it's not like she was hiding it. But still, it escalated far too quickly than she anticipated. "And not to tell, I even heard you moaning Naruto's name while you were Masturbating… In broad daylight no less Mom!"
The blonde Milf was a little surprised to hear that. But Panchy kept quiet, her eyes darting away as she fidgeted with the hem of her nighty. The silence hung heavy in the air, but Bulma wasn't done.
"Look, Mom, I love you. But this has to stop. Naruto's my boyfriend, I know he is handsome and a stud of a boy but I need to know why you're acting like this. I need answers," Bulma demanded, her voice growing more forceful. Her mother always has been a flirtatious woman who was not shy to express herself but everything has a limit.
Panchy's shoulders slumped, and the playful facade she had been hiding behind slowly dissolved. She glanced at her daughter, her expression shifting from confidence to vulnerability. She had known Bulma would see through her act eventually, and now there was no point in pretending anymore.
"I... I'm sorry, Bulma," Panchy finally said, her voice quiet and tinged with regret. "I didn't mean for it to go this far. I never wanted to upset you." She sighed deeply, sitting down on the edge of her bed. "The truth is, seeing you and Naruto together… It brings back so many memories of when I was younger. When I was with your father, ever since he passed away, I've felt... alone."
Bulma's expression softened slightly, though she remained silent as her mother continued.
"And when I saw Naruto, so strong and confident, I… I couldn't help myself. It was like something inside me woke up again. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I felt... alive, in a way I haven't since your father died." Panchy's voice trembled as she spoke, and for the first time in a long while, she looked genuinely vulnerable.
"Mom..." Bulma started, unsure of how to respond.
But Panchy wasn't finished. "Bulma, there's something else you should know. Something I've never told you before." Panchy looked down at her hands, wringing them nervously. "When I was younger, before I met your father, I… I had a wild side. I was... well, for lack of a better word, a sex addict, a nymphomaniac."
Bulma's eyes widened in shock, her mind struggling to process what her mother had just admitted.
Panchy continued, her voice filled with shame but also a strange sense of relief. "I was addicted to the thrill of sex and pleasure, to the feeling of being desired by young virile men like Naruto. Your father was the one who grounded me, who made me feel loved without all that chaos. But after he died, that part of me... it came back. And when I saw Naruto, I guess it all just resurfaced."
There was a long pause as Bulma tried to find the right words. She had always known her sexy mother was flirty, but this confession was something entirely different. It was hard to reconcile the sweet, doting mother she had always known with this woman who was now baring her soul. Seeing her mother come clear revealing her dark secret to her, Bulma made up her mind too.
Bulma hesitated before speaking, her voice quieter now. "Mom... I have a confession too." Panchy blinked in surprise, unsure of what Bulma was about to say. "Please… don't… don't be mad."
Panchy placed her hand on her daughter's cheek, motherly smile assured Bulma a little "Dear, you don't have to be afraid. Just tell me what's in your heart."
"I... I've always had these feelings for you, Mom. More than just a mother-daughter bond," Bulma admitted, her face flushing with embarrassment. "I love you. Not just as my mother, but in a way that I never thought I could admit to anyone."
Panchy's eyes widened in shock, her mind racing to understand what Bulma was saying. "Y-you mean... me?" she stammered, feeling both confused and overwhelmed. But a part of her knew something about it. Almost as if she was waiting for this.
"I thought you'd hate me if you ever found out," Bulma continued, her voice trembling slightly. "I was so afraid that you'd be disgusted, that you'd never look at me the same way again."
Panchy stared at her daughter for a moment, processing the confession. Then, without a word, she leaned forward and gently kissed Bulma on the lips. The kiss was tentative at first, but when Bulma didn't pull away, they deepened it, exploring an unspoken connection that neither of them had dared acknowledge before.
When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathing heavily. Bulma looked at her mother, eyes wide, while Panchy offered a small, shy smile.
"Let me tell you a little secret dear," Panchy slowly whispered, her tone felt so seductive "It's not just you dear. I fantasize about you too." She giggled at her daughter's shocked face. "Besides it's in your blood Bulma dear. I'm not that surprised."
"Wha… What do you mean." Although relieved, her mother made her feel more confused by her words.
"Bulma dear, incest is common in my side of the family." revelation left the young girl even more shocked, but the milf wasn't finished "Don't blame yourself dear. If you feel this way then it's totally normal."
"But… But How come I don't know about it?"
"But now you know, dear." Milf giggled a little. "But the reason you didn't know is because I thought you were like your father and I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable. So I hid it from you and your father." Giving her daughter a motherly smile "But it seems I was wrong, you are a lot more like me than your father."
"Really!." Bulma didn't know why but she felt very warm inside. All her life she was told she was just like her Dad. Maybe because of that, she felt distant from her mother. But hearing her mother's words made her feel closer to her mother in a way she never felt before.
"Yes and I love you too, dear," Panchy whispered. "More than a mother, more than you'll ever know."
This time Bulma, without a word, kissed her mother with newfound confidence and love. The kiss was hungry, deep, and full of love.
Slowly breaking off their kiss, she looked at her mother again heart, pounding in her chest. "But I also love Naruto. I don't know what to do, Mom. I don't want to lose either of you."
Panchy placed a comforting hand on her daughter's cheek, her expression soft. "It's okay, sweetheart. We don't have to choose. I'm sure Naruto would understand. He's... well, he's a pervert. And men like him love women like us."
Bulma let out a nervous laugh. "Are you suggesting I... share Naruto with you?"
Panchy shrugged, her voice gentle but honest. "Only if you're okay with it, dear. But whatever you decide, just make sure you're truthful with Naruto. He deserves to know how you feel."
Bulma sat in silence for a few moments, thinking over the situation. She knew that Naruto would someday seek to rebuild his race, which would require him to have multiple women. However, she felt that she wasn't ready for that just yet. The thought of sharing her boyfriend with her own mother had never crossed her mind, yet the idea didn't seem as wrong as it should, in fact, she felt somewhat relieved. Would Naruto be okay with this? If anyone could make such an unusual arrangement work, it was Naruto. But what about her incestuous feelings toward her own mother? How would Naruto react when he heard about this?
"Okay, Mom," Bulma finally said, her voice calm. "I'll give it a try. I'll talk to Naruto about everything tonight. I just hope he's okay with it, okay about us."
Panchy smiled, her heart swelling with affection for her daughter. "He will be, dear. I'm sure of it."
Bulma stood up, feeling a strange mixture of relief and anticipation. " Ohh, Tomorrow is October 10th. Naruto's fourteenth birthday."
Panchy's eyes widened in surprise. "His fourteen? He's so young! I thought he was around the same age as you, dear. He looks eighteen."
Bulma chuckled. "He's turning fourteen tomorrow. But yeah, he does seem older sometimes. It might have something to do with him being an alien," Bulma said nonchalantly.
Panchy's jaw dropped. "A-alien? Naruto is an alien?"
"Calm down, Mom," Bulma said with a smile. "I'll explain everything." She spent the next half an hour telling her mother the whole story about Naruto, what he was, his hidden tail, and their adventures together.
When she finished, Panchy looked completely stunned. "So... Naruto's from another planet?"
"Yep," Bulma said with a grin. "It's a lot to take in, I know."
Panchy sighed, running a hand through her blonde hair. "Well, that explains a lot."
Bulma smiled and leaned in to kiss her mother one last time. "I should go now. Naruto's waiting for me. But don't worry, Mom. Everything will be fine. We'll figure this out together."
Panchy watched as her daughter left the room, her heart still racing from the whirlwind of emotions. She laid back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Who would have thought that her life would take such a strange turn?
"Tomorrow's going to be quite the day," Panchy whispered to herself with a small smile, already imagining what Naruto's reaction would be when they told him the truth. "It's his birthday, so tomorrow should be special."
…
Meanwhile, coming out of the shower, Naruto was oblivious to the conversation between mother and daughter that had just taken place. He dried himself and sat on the edge of the bed wondering where Bulma was.
Bulma entered her room, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and anxiety. She glanced over to see Naruto sitting comfortably on her bed, freshly out of the shower, wearing nothing but his boxers. His familiar, carefree smile warmed her heart, but she knew that what she was about to reveal could change everything.
"Bulma, where were you?" he asked, propping himself up on one elbow, his curiosity piqued.
"I was with my mom," she replied, sitting beside him and gazing deeply into his eyes. The moment felt charged with tension as if the air itself was waiting for her words. "Naruto, I have something to tell you."
"What is it?" He tilted his head, his dark eyes searching hers. He could sense that something was weighing heavily on her heart. "You can tell me anything, Bulma. Don't be afraid."
Bulma took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "Naruto, when you were in the shower, I went to talk with my mom." She hesitated, her throat tightening. "You know how Mom has been behaving toward you recently?"
Naruto nodded, a flicker of understanding crossing his face. "Yeah, I noticed. She seems... energetic." The blond Milf was really trying to get into his pants all the time.
"Well," Bulma continued, "Mom is attracted to you. I mean, she really likes you. What I'm trying to say is that she's attracted to you sexually."
Naruto chuckled softly, the tension in his body easing. "I know about that, Bulma. I'm not that dumb not to notice it."
Bulma looked taken aback but quickly regained her composure. "I'm not surprised, you know. But there's more. I want to share you with her."
The Saiyan nearly choked "What?! Bulma, are you sure? Not that I don't like the idea, but why do you want to share me with your mom?" He sat up straight, a mixture of confusion and intrigue written across his face. But not his Junior, he was already hardening between his legs.
"Because…" Bulma's voice softened, her vulnerability surfacing. "I like my mom. I've always had this attraction towards her, and after tonight, I just—I don't want to hide it anymore. We shared something special tonight. We… We kissed…" She closed her eyes, waiting for his response, her heart pounding.
"Bulma, look at me, please." His voice was gentle but firm. She opened her eyes to find him staring intently at her, his gaze unwavering. "I don't care that you have incestuous feelings towards Panchy. It's kinda turning me on. But most of all remember I will always love you."
His words brought a swell of relief and joy, and Bulma felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. "Thank you, Naruto," she whispered, her heart swelling with gratitude.
"Bulma, did you tell your mom about me?" he asked, shifting the conversation slightly.
"Yes, Naruto," she replied, feeling a rush of emotions. "She took it rather well, surprisingly."
Naruto nodded thoughtfully, a grin spreading across his face. "I'll talk to Panchy tomorrow. For now, let's go to sleep. You seem pretty exhausted."
Bulma smiled softly, feeling lighter than she had in a long time. "Yeah, I am really exhausted after all that." She leaned in, planting a tender kiss on his lips. The kiss deepened, their lips moving together as if they were two pieces of a puzzle finally fitting together. No! It felt like all the pieces of the puzzle were finally fitting together.
After a few minutes of passionate makeout, they broke the kiss, both breathless. "I love you, Naruto," Bulma said, her heart racing.
"I love you too, Bulma." He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
Bulma nestled her head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. It felt safe, warm, and right. As they lay together, the weight of the world seemed to lift, and they both drifted into sleep, comforted by each other's warmth.
Next Morning
Naruto stirred awake, as his eyes fluttered open. But instead of his room, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. The sight before him sent a chill down his spine, destruction everywhere. Scorched earth stretched endlessly, buildings lay in ruins, and the heavy smell of smoke filled the air.
"What the hell?" he muttered to himself, confusion swirling in his mind. "Where am I? Am I dreaming?" He rubbed his eyes, hoping the surreal landscape would fade away, but it remained stubbornly real.
As he surveyed the chaotic scene, he couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible had happened here, something that had led to this devastation. His heart raced as he scanned the horizon. The echoes of distant roars echoed through the air, and as he moved forward, a chilling realization settled in his gut.
"Someone or something destroyed this land and its people," he thought, dread pooling in his stomach. It was hard to pinpoint the source of the destruction, but flames danced in the distance, painting the sky a hellish orange.
Then, amidst the chaos, he spotted a colossal figure, an Oozaru, its fur shimmering with an otherworldly golden hue. Surrounding it were strange beings, not quite human, fighting valiantly against the monstrous ape.
"Saiyans must be taking over this place," Naruto murmured, piecing the puzzle together. "But all Saiyans are all dead, right?" Confusion swirled in his mind again.
His gaze remained fixed on the golden Oozaru, its fur glinting like polished gold in the firelight. "Wait… Its color is golden. It must be a Super Saiyan." The knowledge flooded back to him, Shenron's given knowledge of Super Saiyans, their immense power, and their legendary status. But a golden Oozaru? That was something entirely new.
He watched in awe as the Oozaru took out all its foes with terrifying ease, a primal roar echoing through the burning wasteland. The ground trembled beneath its might, and Naruto felt a shiver run down his spine. Suddenly, the Oozaru turned its gaze toward him, its eyes locking onto Naruto's with a predatory intensity.
"No… no, no, no!" Naruto tried to move, but his body felt like it was weighed down by a mountain. Panic gripped him as the golden Oozaru reared back, unleashing a devastating beam of energy from its mouth, aimed directly at him.
"Crap! This is it!" he thought, bracing for the impact. He closed his eyes, a rush of fear washing over him. He had faced many threats in his life, but nothing prepared him for this creature. "Why is this happening?" But instead of the expected pain, there was nothing. Darkness enveloped him, calming his senses. "Looks like I was dreaming all this time. I'm waking up," he thought, relief mingling with curiosity.
As the darkness began to fade, images of the golden Oozaru flickered in his mind. He couldn't shake the feeling that this dream had been a message of some sort, a glimpse into something he needed to understand. "Golden Oozaru. Is it related to Super Saiyans?" he pondered.
…
Bulma woke up much early this morning, it was her boyfriend's birthday after all. Opening her eyes the first thing she saw was Naruto's sleeping face. She couldn't stop admiring his looks. She smiled and buried her face into Naruto's muscular chest and started to kiss and lick his chest. Bulma got aroused when she removed the blanket away from Naruto.
She crawled her way to Naruto's lower abdomen, mounted on top of him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and started to kiss his abbs. Naruto didn't wake up, so Bulma decided to wake him up by giving him a special sloppy birthday blowjob.
She could feel Naruto's cock was hard from morning wood. She removed his boxers and an 8-inch hard cock slapped on her face.
A tingling warm sensation washed over her face. Bulma wasted no time taking it inside her mouth to suck. Her lips formed a tight O-ring around his shaft and her head quickly bobbed back and forth as she was easily giving Naruto a blowjob.
Naruto started to wake up from his recent dream about his race and felt something wet on his cock. He looked down and saw Bulma was giving him a blowjob "My, my, Bulma!" Naruto finally said after looking at his girlfriend with lust-filled eyes. "Who would have thought you were so horny you would give me a blowjob early in the morning." He let out a mock sigh. "What a shameful girlfriend I have." While he was talking his hands were not idle, he put his hands on her head.
Bulma took Naruto's cock out of her mouth and smiled at him while stroking his spit-covered cock with her skillful hand.
"Hehe." She giggled softly when she saw his blissful expression. "Happy Birthday my love." She cooed out, her tongue dangerously close to licking his veiny member. Pink cunt lips were now creating a giant stain on her underwear and nipples begging to break free from her bra and be sucked on. Giving the shaft a long lick, she slowly rolled her tongue around the large purple head, lapping at his pre-jizz. "Now let me give you your Birthday gift." And started to blow him again.
The room became filled with the sound of Bulma's sucking and slurping on his cock. He could see her saliva glistening off his erection whenever her head pulled back, only for her head to push back forward to suck it all up with her vacuum. And with every bob of her head, her lips would go just a bit deeper, taking Naruto further down her gullet. She desperately wanted his cum so she plunged the whole thing. His mushroom head hit the back of her throat in one go.
"AH!" Naruto roared out in pleasure. Legs shook and quivered in need as Bulma bobbed her head up and down, her tongue licking away his cock. After several more minutes of throat fucking her Boyfriend's cock, Bulma blushed bright red when she felt Naruto's hands framing her face. 'Thank God! Fuck my throat!' She pleaded in her head. Naruto could somewhat read the message so he did as commanded.
Bringing her head to the tip, he slammed her skull back down while thrusting his hips up. Her eyes watered at the rough feeling of Naruto forcing all of his big cock into her throat.
"Fuck!" Roared Naruto while skull fucking her with wild abandonment. "You fucking slut! Do you know how long I wanted to fuck this mouth?! It's so tight! I don't think I'll last any longer!" Naruto's dirty shouts made her plunge shaky fingers deep into her gushing pussy. After five more minutes of rough deep throating, Naruto could feel the familiar knot grow in his loins.
Bulma could feel her Boyfriend about to cum from the twitching of his cock. She upped the pleasure by adding a few of her teeth, gently massaging the cock. "That's right! Get me off! I'm gonna fill this dirty mouth with cum before covering this dirty slut with cum!" Not being able to hold back any longer, Naruto thrusted one more time. Holding her head at the base of his cock, he exploded all his stored lust for Bulma inside her. His back arched almost painfully while releasing his jizz down her tight throat.
'Sooooo~~~! Good!' Bulma thought as she gulped up as much of his cum as she could while her pussy lips tightened around her long fingers. Juices covered her fingers as she climaxed while tasting Naruto's cum. 'Such a long climax!' She thought in bliss as his climax felt like it was going on forever. She couldn't get enough of Naruto.
Naruto kept pumping his hips while spewing inside Bulma's mouth, coating her in white. "F-Fuck!" He let out a small growl before falling down on his bed in light exhaustion.
"T-T-Th-That was amazing" Naruto whispered in amazement after feeling the best climax of his life. It was all thanks to Bulma. Looking down, after feeling himself still engulfed by Bulma, his cock twitched alive when he took in her form.
Bulma was in her own world as she kept her mouth around Naruto's cock, licking all the juices that covered his waist. Eyes hungry in lust while slurping all his cum off, the lewd sounds were music to his ears, and the sight of her lewd eyes shone with cock hungry look. "Ahh~!" Bulma finally let go of Naruto's cock, letting out a loud pop, before sighing in happiness at the warm feeling Naruto's cum gave.
"Best Birthday Ever." Naruto said, "You are the best."
Bulma pulled away slightly, her lips glistening, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "Thanks, love," she replied, her cheeks tinged with a rosy hue. "But let's go to the shower. I'm all sticky," she added playfully.
Before she could react, Naruto had already sprung to his feet, a mischievous grin on his face. He scooped her up effortlessly, carrying her toward the shower room. Laughter filled the air as she squealed in surprise, her arms instinctively wrapping around his shoulders. "Naruto! Put me down, you big oaf!"
But there was a thrill in her voice, and she didn't protest much. The way he carried her made her feel safe and adored, and the playful banter between them only deepened their connection.
Half an hour later, both freshly showered and dressed, they made their way downstairs. The smell of breakfast wafted through the air, a tantalizing mix of pancakes and syrup that made Naruto's stomach growl. As they reached the dining room, they paused in surprise.
Panchy was there, beaming with joy as she stood next to a giant birthday cake decorated with colorful frosting and candles. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NARUTO!" she shouted, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Naruto's heart swelled with warmth as he took in the scene. "Wow, Panchy! You didn't have to do all this!" he exclaimed, his smile wide enough to light up the room. The cake was a masterpiece, adorned with vibrant colors and a playful "14" written in the center.
Panchy chuckled, her maternal pride shining through. "Of course I did! It's not every day you turn fourteen, dear. A special day for a special boy, you deserve a celebration!" Bulma joined in, her excitement mixing with her mother's. She winked at Panchy, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
Panchy received the message "Now Come to Momma, dear." She went forward to the young Saiyan and like a snake striking its prey she sealed her lips with her daughter's boyfriend. Simple lips on lips slowly turned into a sloppy mess and soon each explored each other's mouths. The world around her started to fade. She breathed heavily in the kiss, as Naruto cupped her doughy motherly ass and pulled her tighter against him. An eternity later both broke the kiss, as a string of saliva still connected both of them together.
Panchy licked her slutty lips "Happy Birthday." she whispered, making Naruto shiver from her alluring tone. Bulma wasn't ideal either. She held Naruto's face towards her and shared a big sloppy kiss with her alien boyfriend just like her mother.
After kissing both mother and daughter back and forth a few more times, Naruto felt a rush of lust and at the same time love like never before. "As I said, Best birthday ever!" he declared, pulling them both into his arms. "I feel like the luckiest guy alive." Making both mother and daughter giggle as his hands copped a hand full of their phat ass.
Yup, He was the luckiest Saiyan in the world. Wait till he tells his Dad about this.
Finished
Power Level
Naruto:30000 (Age: 14)
Master Roshi: 25000 (Age: Over 300)
Bulma: 2 (Age: 16)
ChiChi: 80 (Age: 15)
Krillin: 30 (Age: 13)