A/N: The final chapter of the Z-era is here! Crazy that we're here all of a sudden. We went from sometimes only uploading once a year to a real sprint once we neared the end.

As expected, this chapter is a monster in length. And it's pretty much pure smut too. Combining all these characters was a challenge at times, but I'm happy with how it came out.

I don't want to say too much here. I'll leave that for the notes after the chapter ends—after the story ends even!

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 16: Peaceful World, Part Three – A Kame's Paradise

The brilliant light faded, leaving behind an eerie silence. The women blinked, disoriented, their surroundings unfamiliar. The air smelled of fresh linen and polished wood, a stark contrast to the places they had just been.

Chi-Chi was the first to react. "What in the world?!" Her head darted around, taking in the elegant room, her fists clenching. "Videl, were we not just at my house?!"

"Yeah, we were!" Videl replied, equally confused. "One second we were talking, and now... this?"

Bulma, who had been in the middle of an intense work session at Capsule Corp, ran a hand through her turquoise hair, her annoyance growing by the second. "Okay, what the hell is going on? I was just in my lab!" She turned to see her mother, Panchy, standing beside her, looking less concerned and more intrigued by the luxurious surroundings.

"Oh my, this place is quite lovely!" Panchy said cheerfully. "But how did we get here?"

Meanwhile, Launch, fresh from Kame House, let out an irritated huff. "I was just about to sit back and relax when suddenly—poof!" Her blue-haired form shivered before she sneezed, immediately shifting into her blonde persona. Her now-wild eyes scanned the room for threats. "Whoever's behind this is gonna get a bullet between the eyes!"

Android Eighteen, standing apart from the rest, looked around with narrowed eyes. Unlike the others, she had an inkling of what might have happened. She had helped Roshi gather the Dragon Balls, but she had stepped away before he made his final wishes. Her instincts told her that the old pervert had something to do with this. Her gaze shifted to a familiar figure standing casually in the corner.

There, adjusting his sunglasses with a nervous chuckle, was Master Roshi.

"Heh heh," he started, rubbing the back of his bald head. "Well, uh, fancy seeing you ladies here!"

The room fell silent as every woman turned to him, eyes narrowing in suspicion, except for one.

"Master!" Videl exclaimed, a high pitch of excitement in her voice. "You're here!"

Chi-Chi folded her arms. "Roshi, explain. Now."

Bulma exhaled sharply, stepping forward. "Yeah, out with it, old man! This whole thing stinks of something you would pull." The last time she saw Roshi she had handed him the Dragon Radar and now she suddenly found herself transported here. This couldn't be a coincidence. And some of these women, like her, had been with him in the past. What was he planning?

Roshi raised his hands in mock innocence. "Whoa, whoa! Let's not jump to conclusions! I'm just as surprised as you all are!"

Eighteen wasn't buying it. Without hesitation, she strode toward the large door at the far end of the room and reached for the handle. It didn't budge.

Frowning, she put more force into it, her enhanced strength straining against the lock, but the door didn't give. "Tch. Locked." Her lips pressed into a thin line.

Without another word, she stepped back and raised a hand, charging a concentrated energy blast. The others barely had time to react before she fired. The impact sent a shockwave through the room, momentarily obscuring the door in smoke. But when it cleared, the door stood untouched, not even a scratch.

Eighteen's eyes widened slightly. "What the hell?"

"H- Heh heh!" Roshi chuckled nervously. "Looks like we're stuck here, huh?" He had wished for them not to be disturbed after all. It would've been a pity if a simple energy blast had been enough to break everyone free.

Bulma crossed her arms, her mind racing. "This isn't a normal room. If Eighteen's attacks aren't working, then something—or someone—is keeping us here deliberately."

Chi-Chi scowled. "I swear, if this is some kind of stupid prank—"

Roshi laughed nervously, his face sweating despite the cool air in the room. "N-Now, now, ladies, no need for violence! Let's just... enjoy our time together!"

The women all exchanged uncertain glances. Something about Roshi's tone felt off.

Eighteen, still skeptical, studied the old master. Something was wrong here. The others were too caught up in their frustration to notice, but she recognized the subtle shifts in his posture, the way his fingers twitched ever so slightly.

She had seen that nervous energy before.

Roshi knew something.

And then, almost imperceptibly, she caught it—an odd look exchanged between him and Bulma. Barely a second long, but enough for her sharp eyes to register. Recognition? Something deeper?

Her gaze shifted to Chi-Chi, who had unconsciously crossed her arms tighter around her body, her foot tapping rapidly against the floor. And then there was Videl, who for whatever reason hopelessly failed to hide her adoration for the old geezer.

Something was going on here.

"Roshi," Launch spoke up. Of all the women in the room, she was the only one to know that all of them had been intimate with the old man. She had always been the one closest to him. Perhaps that was why she had an inkling of what had transpired and why they were all summoned. "Are you sure about this?"

Roshi took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes. I'm sure. There's no use hiding it anymore."

A heavy silence filled the room as the women braced themselves. Roshi adjusted his sunglasses and cleared his throat. "The truth is... while some of you know about some of the others, all of you have been involved with me over the years." His lips changed into a happy, sleazy grin. "You've all been fucking me, heh heh! Offering me your delicious bodies!"

The room exploded with reactions.

Chi-Chi's eyes bulged. "Excuse me?!" Her voice boomed with fury as she immediately turned on Videl. "You little harpy! You've been sneaking around with him? Cheating on my little Gohan?!"

Videl stumbled back, hands raised. "W-Wait, Chi-Chi! I didn't know—!"

"Don't you dare play innocent with me!" Chi-Chi's face was beet red, veins bulging as she stomped forward, fists clenched like she was about to tear Videl apart. "He thinks the world of you! And this is how you repay him?!"

"W- Well what about you?" Videl shot back, her own frustration rising. "You were with him too, so what does that make you?!"

"How dare you talk back to me?!" Chi-Chi screeched, lunging at Videl, only for Bulma and Launch to grab her arms and hold her back.

Eighteen, meanwhile, simply crossed her arms and sighed. "Yeah, I figured."

Bulma pinched the bridge of her nose. She knew about almost everyone already, but Chi-Chi and even Eighteen too huh... "I should have known something was weird about this. Damn it, Roshi! You absolute degenerate!"

Panchy, ever unbothered, giggled softly. "Oh my, well, this is quite the predicament." She wasn't surprised in the slightest. Of course Roshi had managed to make all these women fall for him. It was only natural.

Launch, still restraining Chi-Chi, smirked. "Called it."

As Chi-Chi continued struggling, Roshi gave an awkward chuckle. "Heh heh... now, now, let's all stay calm—"

"Calm?!" Chi-Chi roared. "I'm going to kill you! And then I'm going to kill her!" She kicked wildly, nearly hitting Videl as the chaos continued. Poor little Gohan!

Eighteen sighed again, rubbing her temple. "This is so stupid."

As Chi-Chi fumed, her face flushed with anger, kicking her feet wildly as two women struggled to hold her in place, she failed to notice Roshi using his speed to sneak up behind her. His strong hands clasped her waist, and before she could protest, effortlessly lifted her, tossing her over his shoulder. "What are you doing?!" She slammed her fists against his back, but the old hermit remained unfazed, his grip unshaken.

"Heh heh!" Each of the girls' reactions had been within his expectations. Even Chi-Chi's anger over the revelation that her son had been cheated on was well within his calculations. Roshi carried Chi-Chi over to a nearby chair, sitting down and settling her over his lap. She squirmed and struggled, but his grip was firm and unyielding. "Let me go, you pervert!" she shrieked, kicking her legs.

Roshi smirked, enjoying Chi-Chi's futile struggles. "Now, now, Chi-Chi. Is that any way to speak to me?" He gave her a sharp smack on her round bottom, the sound echoing through the room. Chi-Chi yelped, her face flushing with humiliation and anger.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" she spat, glaring back at him over her shoulder. The only answer she received was another spanking. Chi-Chi squirmed, yelping at the sharp sting of Roshi's palm against her flesh. "Ow! Stop it, you old pervert!"

"Videl, come here," Roshi called, beckoning her closer. Videl hesitated, looking uncertain. "Chi-Chi was very rude to you. Join me in teaching her to be more respectful to others."

Videl slowly approached, sitting gingerly on Roshi's other knee. Chi-Chi glared at her future daughter-in-law.

"Traitor," she hissed.

Roshi chuckled. "Now, let's see if we can get her to behave."

Videl hesitated, looking at her hand. She had never spanked anyone before, never even considered it. But the sight of Chi-Chi over Roshi's knee sent a thrill through her. Though she'd never suffered Chi-Chi's wrath like this before, she had noticed how overprotective the older woman was of Gohan. She could be overly critical, at times giving Videl the idea she thought she didn't deserve to be with Gohan.

She could feel her panties growing damp as she imagined bringing her hand down on the authoritarian woman's flesh. "Go on," Roshi urged, his voice low and commanding. "Show her not to speak to us like that."

With a deep breath, Videl raised her flat hand and brought it down on Chi-Chi's ass. Chi-Chi yelped, her body jerking forward. Chi-Chi was powerful for a normal human, but Videl wasn't that far behind. It stung. "Ow! Videl, what are you doing?" she cried, glaring back at her, trying to wriggle free. But Roshi held fast, his grip unyielding.

"I'm spanking you, Chi-Chi," Videl said, her voice surprisingly steady. "For disrespecting Master Roshi." She brought her hand down again.

Chi-Chi gasped, her body tensing. "Videl, stop this at once!" she demanded, but there was less conviction in her voice now.

Roshi watched the scene unfold with a satisfied smirk. "That's it, Videl," he encouraged. "Your boyfriend's mother needs to learn her place." Videl nodded, a sense of power rushing through her as she brought her hand down again and again, each strike landing with increasing confidence. Chi-Chi squirmed and protested, but Roshi held her firmly in place.

Chi-Chi's protests turned to whimpers as Videl continued to rain down blows on her tender flesh. After a particularly hard strike, Chi-Chi went limp, her body slumping over Roshi's lap. "I'm sorry, Master Roshi," she mumbled, her voice barely audible. "I apologize for my behavior."

Roshi looked down at her, his expression softening. "There's a good girl," he said, rubbing her back soothingly. "You won't let your temper show again, will you?"

Chi-Chi nodded, her face pressed against Roshi's thigh. "Yes, Master Roshi," she whispered.

Videl could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She had never seen Chi-Chi so subdued. Videl's eyes flicked to Roshi, seeking his approval. He smiled at her, pride shining in his eyes. "Well done, my little warrior," he praised. "You've shown great strength and discipline."

Videl felt a warmth spread through her at his words. She had pleased him.

Roshi patted Chi-Chi's aching bottom one last time before lifting her off his lap. Chi-Chi stood on shaky legs, her face flushed and her eyes downcast.

Roshi nodded, his gaze shifting back to the group who had eyed the spectacle in silence. "Now, why don't we all take a breath and sit down."

Roshi cleared his throat and spoke first. "I assume everyone has calmed down."

Chi-Chi stood rigidly, arms crossed, eyes burning with defeated fury. Videl was seated away from her as far as possible. Anger still burned, but her backside burned even more. That little bitch... Chi-Chi's fingers dug into her arms, her knuckles whitening. I'll teach her soon enough.

Bulma sighed, rubbing her temples. Roshi had explained that he had wished for all of them to gather in one place so he could tell them the truth. "I still can't believe this. You've been having relations with all of us? What the hell were you thinking, Roshi?" An old geezer like Roshi having intercourse with so many beautiful women... It impressed her more than she dared to admit.

Roshi chuckled. "Heh heh. Well, I was thinking I'm a very lucky man. I mean look around. You can imagine how blessed my life is!"

Panchy, ever serene, smiled softly. "Well, at least we know why we're here now."

Launch smirked, arms stretched behind her head. "Yeah, and I knew it all along."

Eighteen rolled her eyes. "This is still nonsense." She glanced at the door again, as if reconsidering blasting it, but simply exhaled and leaned back against the couch. "So, you've explained that you were the one to summon us, that you've had your greedy paws on all of us, and are the reason we can't leave. The only question that remains is why you've done this. A pervy old man like you wouldn't do all this just so he can tell the truth. Since we now know all about each other, let's not mince words here. The old man obviously hopes to fuck all of us tonight in one giant messed up orgy."

Another silence followed as no one quite knew what to say next. They all knew Eighteen was right.

Roshi chuckled. The cyborg's bluntness certainly was appreciated at a time like this. And where Eighteen's directness had planted the idea, his eyes sought another to execute—the one who had been the first to confess her loyalty to him.

Launch's beautiful face smirked as his elderly eyes beckoned her to act. So that was his plan. Well, she certainly wasn't opposed to it. Having this many hot woman to choose from... She'd be a fool to protest. Launch stood up from Roshi's command, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She sauntered towards Bulma and Panchy, her most familiar partners, extending her hands to them with a sultry smile. "Well, ladies, are you ready to make Master Roshi's wish come true?" she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "I know I am."

Bulma and Panchy exchanged a glance, both of them feeling a thrill of excitement run through them at the prospect of fulfilling Master Roshi's desires. Even Bulma felt compliance to continue with the old man's master plan. Especially if it involved seeing her mother's massive tits again. They took Launch's hands and stood up, their hearts racing with anticipation.

"We're ready, Launch," Bulma said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Let's make this happen."

Launch led Bulma and Panchy towards the nearest bed, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She turned to face them, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Now, let's get you both out of those clothes." She reached out and began to unbutton Bulma's blouse, her fingers brushing against the soft skin of her chest. Bulma gasped at the touch, her nipples hardening instantly at the anticipation. Panchy watched, her breath hitching in her throat as Launch undressed her daughter right in front of her. The voice telling her that this was wrong had been silenced long ago.

Launch's hands froze as Bulma grabbed her mother's wrist, pulling her towards her. "Mom, I want to undress you first," she said, her voice husky with desire. As always, Bulma felt compelled to release her mother's cowtits as fast she could. Panchy's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't resist as her daughter began to unzip her dress. The fabric slid down her body, revealing her massive, heaving breasts. Bulma's breath caught in her throat at the sight, her fingers trembling as she reached out to touch them. "Sweet Dende, Mom, you're so fucking sexy," she whispered, her eyes dark with lust.

"Oh my! Thank you, dear."

Bulma's hands roamed over her mother's body, marveling at the soft curves and the firm flesh. Panchy had given birth to Bulma, but her body showed no signs of it. Her stomach was flat, her hips wide and her ass round and full. Her tits were enormous, the nipples already hard. Bulma leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste the salty skin, her hands squeezing the massive globes of her mother's ass. "Fuck, Mom, you're incredible," she moaned, grinding her hips against her mother's thigh.

"Mmm, you two are so hot together," Launch purred, her eyes roaming over Bulma and Panchy's bodies. She stepped closer, her hand reaching out to cup Panchy's breast, her thumb rubbing over the hard nipple. "I never grow tired of watching you two together." Launch's other hand slid down Bulma's stomach, her fingers dipping into her panties to stroke her wet pussy. "And you're so turned on, I can feel it," she whispered, her breath hot against Bulma's ear.

"Oh... oh my." Videl blushed fiercely as she watched the three woman from afar. Bulma and Panchy were locked in a passionate embrace as they groped and caressed each other. Bulma's hands were full of her mother's massive tits, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. Panchy's hands were on Bulma's ass, pulling her close, grinding against her. Launch was sandwiched between them, mother and daughter pressing against her, her hands stroking both of their pussies, her tongue flicking between their mouths. The sounds of their moans and the wet sounds of their fingers plunging in and out of their pussies filled the air.

Chi-Chi watched in horror as Bulma and Panchy writhed together, their bodies entwined in a way that made her stomach churn. She couldn't believe what she was seeing— a daughter and mother, engaging in such depraved acts. It was incest, the most taboo and forbidden thing imaginable. She felt her face flush with anger and disgust, her hands clenching into fists at her sides. "How could you?" she hissed. "This is wrong. So very, very wrong." She wanted to look away, to shield her eyes from the sight, but she couldn't. She was transfixed, her eyes glued to the scene unfolding before her.

She could feel her own body responding, her mind reeling. As she watched Bulma and Panchy together, she couldn't help but think of Gohan, her own son. The thought of him touching her, kissing her, sent a shiver down her spine. But no, she shook her head, pushing the thought away. That was wrong, so wrong.

Chi-Chi's thoughts were interrupted by Roshi's booming voice. "Heh heh! Incredible~!" Before Chi-Chi could react, he had grabbed her and Videl by the wrists, pulling them to their feet. "Come on, girls," he said, a wicked grin on his face. "Who else is ready to start!"

Chi-Chi stumbled, her mind still reeling from the sight of Bulma and Panchy. She looked at Roshi, then at Videl. Chi-Chi's eyes narrowed as she looked at Videl walking beside her. She tried to pull away, but Roshi's grip was too strong. She could only watch as he led them towards a second bed, his grip tight on their wrists. Chi-Chi's heart raced as she looked at Videl, her son's girlfriend. She remembered the anger she felt when she found out Videl had been unfaithful to Gohan, and still felt the sting of her spanking. Her mind raced with possibilities as Roshi pushed her and Videl onto the bed. She looked at the younger girl, her eyes gleaming with a mix of anger and lust. You're going to pay for what you did to my son, she silently vowed. She would make Videl beg for forgiveness, in more ways than one.

Eighteen sat on the couch, unmoved by the scene playing out before her. As Roshi pushed Chi-Chi and Videl together on the bed, Eighteen simply watched, her robotic eyes reflecting no emotion. She knew Roshi had summoned her for a reason, wanting her to partake. No doubt he would command her to join at some point. She could hear his wheezy demand in her head: "Get on the bed, sexbot!" He would remind her of their deal, and she would follow his orders, as she always did. She sighed and leaned back, enjoying the calm before the inevitable storm.

"Oh Dende~!" Panchy whimpered. She sat against the bed's headboard, her body writhing in pleasure as Bulma and Launch worked her over, her fingers gripping the polished wood tightly. Their mouths were on her breasts, sucking and licking her sensitive nipples, sending jolts of electricity straight to her core. Meanwhile, their fingers pumped in and out of her dripping pussy, curling to hit that perfect spot inside her. Bulma's mouth was latched onto one of Panchy's breasts, sucking eagerly as if hoping to draw out her mother's milk. One of Panchy's hands gripped the sheets beneath her, her knuckles white from the intensity of it all. She could feel the pressure building inside her, the coil winding tighter and tighter, ready to snap at any moment. She knew it wouldn't be long now. She was going to come, and she was going to come hard.

Panchy's breath came in short, sharp gasps as the pleasure coursed through her veins like wildfire. Their mouths felt incredible on her sensitive breast, the suction sending jolts of electricity straight to her core, and their fingers worked her pussy with expert precision, curling and stroking in just the right way to drive her wild. She could feel the pressure building, her body tensing in anticipation of the release that was just out of reach.

Suddenly, Launch leaned down and replaced her fingers with her tongue, licking Panchy's clit in long, slow strokes. The added sensation was enough to push Panchy over the edge. With a cry of ecstasy, she came hard, her pussy clenching around Launch's tongue as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her body shook and convulsed, her fingers digging into the headboard so hard she was sure she'd leave marks. Bulma continued to suckle at her breast, drawing out her orgasm, while Launch lapped at her pussy, swallowing every drop of her essence. It seemed to go on forever, Panchy's body wracked with pleasure until finally, she collapsed back against the bed, spent and satisfied.

As she caught her breath, Panchy opened her usually-closed eyes to see Roshi sitting on the bed across from them, Videl and Chi-Chi kneeling before him. They were naked, their bodies glistening with sweat. Roshi was stroking his hard cock, his eyes dark with lust.

"Come here, girls," Roshi growled, his voice thick with desire. "I want you to suck my cock."

Videl and Chi-Chi exchanged a glance, their cheeks flushed with arousal and embarrassment to find themselves so exposed to the other. But they didn't hesitate for long. Chi-Chi leaned forward, taking the head of Roshi's cock into her mouth, while Videl wrapped her hand around the base, stroking him firmly.

Roshi groaned in pleasure, his hips bucking slightly as Chi-Chi's lips slid down his shaft. "Fuck, yes," he grunted, one hand tangling in Chi-Chi's hair, the other reaching out to grope Videl's breast. "Use your gifts!"

Chi-Chi pulled back, releasing Roshi's cock from her mouth with a wet pop. Before he could protest, she grabbed Videl's head and turned it towards him. "Lick him," she commanded, her voice low and authoritative. "Show me how sorry you are for cheating on my son."

Videl hesitated for a moment, but then her tongue darted out, lapping at the underside of Roshi's shaft. Chi-Chi watched, her eyes narrowing as she saw the pleasure on Videl's face as she finally tasted her master. She joined in, her own tongue sliding along the other side of Roshi's cock. The two women licked and teased him, their tongues meeting at the tip of his cock.

Roshi groaned as he watched the two women licking his cock, their tongues sliding along his shaft in tandem. He could feel the heat of their mouths, the wetness of their saliva. It was intoxicating.

But he wanted more. He wanted to see them together, to see the fire that had been building between them finally ignite. The old geezer suddenly pulled back, his cock slipping from their mouths with a wet sound. Before they could respond, their lips mashed, and for a moment, they were frozen in shock. Roshi grabbed the back of their heads and kept them locked into place.

"Heh heh! Come on, girls!" Roshi chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he held their heads together. "Show me you've made up. I want to see some passion!"

Chi-Chi and Videl exchanged a look, their cheeks flushed with embarrassment. But the desire in Roshi's eyes was impossible to resist. Slowly, tentatively, they leaned in, their lips brushing against each other in a soft, hesitant kiss.

Roshi growled in approval, his grip on their heads tightening. "More," he demanded. "Kiss like you mean it."

Chi-Chi felt a thrill run through her at the taste of Videl's mouth, at the feel of her tongue against her own. Videl whimpered into the kiss, her body pressing closer to Chi-Chi's. She could feel their nipples gingerly sway against each other, sending sparks throughout her body.

"You're both so tense heh heh!" He clutched Videl's wrist and set her hand on Chi-Chi's right breasts; the older woman gasped from the sudden touch. "You two lack passion. Come on, get into it more!"

Chi-Chi took initiative first. Her jaw motioned as her lips opened and her tongue slipped into Videl. "That's it," Roshi said, enthralled as he watched. "Explore one another."

"Mmph...!" Chi-Chi gasped into Videl's mouth as Videl's hand squeezed her breast, the older woman's nipple stiffening against her palm. Videl whimpered, her own nipple pressing back against Chi-Chi's as their bodies pressed closer together.

Roshi chuckled as he watched them kiss more passionately, their hands roaming each other's bodies. "That's better," he said, his voice low and approving. "Now, let's see how far you can take this."

The volume of their whimpers grew. Chi-Chi's hands slid down Videl's back, cupping her ass and pulling her even closer. Videl moaned, her hips grinding against Chi-Chi's thigh as their kiss deepened. She could feel the heat building between her legs. Chi-Chi's fingers dug into Videl's ass, kneading the firm flesh as she ground her thigh against Videl's core. Videl gasped into the older woman's mouth.

Finally, Roshi let go of their heads, and Chi-Chi and Videl broke apart, panting. A line of saliva connected their lower lips, glistening in the light. Chi-Chi's eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed a deep red. Videl looked equally shocked, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

"What... what was that?" Videl stammered, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Chi-Chi didn't answer, her gaze fixed on Videl's lips, still wet and parted.

Chi-Chi finally tore her gaze away from Videl's lips, which were slightly puffy from their intense kiss. Her own lips felt swollen, tingling with a newfound sensitivity. She could still taste Videl on them, a mix of surprise and desire that left her feeling both exhilarated and confused. Little bitch... If she was so eager to cheat on her son, then... "Hmmm, the least you can do is actually learn something from your time here. Now watch as I show you how to please a man. My Gohan deserves nothing but the best."

Chi-Chi's eyes flashed with determination as she grabbed Roshi's shoulders, her fingers digging into his leathery flesh. She straddled his lap, her thighs gripping his hips as she positioned herself above him. Roshi whistled appreciatively as her breasts were thrown in his face. "Oho~!" Her breath came in short gasps, her heart pounding in her chest.

"W- What are you saying?" Videl stammered, her eyes wide with shock and a hint of arousal. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, but she couldn't look away either. Chi-Chi was about to fuck her master right in front of her.

Chi-Chi ignored her question, her focus solely on Roshi. She reached between them, her hand wrapping around his hard cock. She stroked him once, twice, feeling the heat and thickness of him against her palm.

"Watch and learn, Videl," Chi-Chi purred, her voice dripping with confidence. She positioned herself over Roshi, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance. With a swift movement, she sank down, taking him deep inside her. A gasp escaped her lips at the sudden fullness, but she quickly composed herself. She began to move, her hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Roshi's hands gripped her waist, guiding her movements as she rode him. "I'll show you how to please my son!"

Videl watched in stunned silence, her eyes darting between her boyfriend's mother and her own master. She couldn't believe the sight before her. She had never since Chi-Chi like this, submitting to Roshi's touch, her body moving in ways Videl had never seen before. On Chi-Chi's ass, she saw a clear red handprint.

Big! Chi-Chi found it stupid, but that was all she could think as the revered master spread her walls to their limit, soiling her walls with his arousal. He was eagerly watching her breasts, enticed by the way they swayed. She couldn't help but smirk—feeling her confidence grow from his ogling. He was such a pervert... The nerve of Videl to cheat on Gohan with him... She'd show her. She'd show her how much of a perv he was!

"Come on, old man," she breathed, raising her right arm. "Show Videl what a dirty perv you are!" Show her despicable things that Gohan would never do!

"Heh heh!" Roshi inhaled deeply, his nose buried in Chi-Chi's armpit. The scent of her sweat and arousal filled his nostrils, driving him wild with desire. He lapped at the damp skin, his tongue tracing the delicate curve of her arm. This was turning into quite the night indeed!

Chi-Chi's moans filled the room, her pleasure evident with each fall of her hips. She leaned forward, her breasts bouncing with the force of her movements. Roshi's hands slid up her body, cupping her heavy breasts, his thumbs brushing against her hardened nipples. "So heavy~!" he murmured, his voice muffled against Chi-Chi's armpit before his tongue spread out for another sample of sweat.

"They like it when they can play with your tits, but..." She wrapped her arms around the old man's bald head and smothered him into her cleavage. "They like this even more!"

Videl's eyes widened as she watched Chi-Chi cradle Roshi's face with her breasts. She had never seen her boyfriend's mother like this before—so confident, so in control. Videl felt a stirring between her own legs, a heat building inside her as she watched Roshi's hands roam over Chi-Chi's body. She couldn't help but admire her future mother-in-law's body, the way her muscles flexed with each movement, the sheen of sweat on her skin. She watched as Roshi's hands explored her body, his touch igniting a fire within Chi-Chi.

Chi-Chi's movements became more erratic, her moans louder. Roshi's grip on her hips tightened, his own thrusts becoming more urgent. Chi-Chi's strong ass bounced with each clash of their thighs, her cheeks jiggling with the force of Roshi's thrusts. "Watch me, Videl. Watch me and learn how to leave my Gohan spent and satisfied!"

"R- Right!" Videl nodded, flushed with heat. Unfortunately, all she could think about was throwing Roshi's head against her own breasts—Son Gohan was the farthest on her mind.

"Y- You're so tight, Chi-Chi," Roshi groaned against her sternum as her jugs joggled against his face, his fingers digging into her flesh. After watching mother and daughter-in-law explore one another, being face deep inside Chi-Chi's considerable cleavage left him on the brink!

Chi-Chi could only moan in response, her body consumed by pleasure. She could feel Roshi's cock throbbing inside her, his own release nearing. "I can feel every inch of you."

Videl watched, her breath coming in short gasps. She couldn't believe how much Chi-Chi's body was affecting her. She was forced to admit she had admired her strength and beauty, but seeing her like this, lost in pleasure, was something else entirely. I... feel hot!

Chi-Chi's body tensed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. "Ahhh!" she cried out, her back arching as she came undone. Roshi followed soon after, his own release spilling into her.

They collapsed together on the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and spent. Videl watched them, her heart pounding in her chest.

Roshi rolled off Chi-Chi, a satisfied grin on his face. "That was incredible, Chi-Chi," he said, reaching out to stroke her hair.

Chi-Chi just nodded, still trying to catch her breath. She opened her eyes and caught Videl watching them. "Videl," Chi-Chi said, her voice low and dangerous. "Come here."

Videl hesitated for a moment, but the look in Chi-Chi's eyes brooked no argument. She yelped as Chi-Chi grabbed her by the neck, her grip tight and unyielding. With a sudden burst of strength, she threw Videl onto the bed, knocking the wind out of her. Videl lay there, stunned, as Chi-Chi loomed over her, Master Roshi's jizz leaking from her cunt. "Get on your hands and knees," Chi-Chi ordered, her voice cold and commanding.

Videl complied like a little girl getting scolded by her mother, her body shaking with a mixture of fear and excitement. She felt Chi-Chi's hands on her hips, pulling her up into position. "Roshi," Chi-Chi said, her voice dripping with venom. "Claim her." Chi-Chi reached around and grabbed Videl's butt cheeks, her nails digging into the soft flesh. She pulled them apart, exposing Videl's tight, virgin asshole to Roshi's hungry gaze. "Claim her here so she can give my son her ass in exchange for her transgressions."

Roshi's eyes widened at Chi-Chi's words, his cock twitching with renewed interest. Anal huh... He supposed it was around time he trained Videl into taking his dick back there. He moved behind Videl, running his hands over her smooth skin. "Such a perfect little ass," he murmured, squeezing her cheeks.

"M- Master," Videl muttered, feeling exposed from having their eyes set on her asshole spread like that. Below the ring of muscle, her labia leaked arousal.

He watched as Chi-Chi gathered his jizz from her leaking quim, then reached between Videl's legs to lubricate it over her tight, virgin asshole. Videl whimpered as she felt Chi-Chi test the stress of her sphincter. She had never been touched there before, and the sensation was overwhelming. When the tip of Chi-Chi's fingers was replaced with the obtuse head on the old man's cock, Videl noticeably tensed. "M- Master?" she whimpered.

Roshi rubbed the head of his cock over her hole, feeling it clench reflexively. "Breathe, Videl. Push back against me." He pressed forward, feeling her tight ring of muscle resist. "It's going to hurt at first, but I promise, it will feel good soon." With that, he pushed forward, the head of his cock breaching her tight ring of muscle. Videl cried out, the pain already overwhelming her as her hole was forced to spread.

Videl's breath hitched as she felt Roshi's cock push deeper into her virgin ass. The pain was intense, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. It felt like she was being split in two, her body struggling to accommodate the intruder. She gripped the sheets beneath her, her knuckles turning white as she tried to bear the pain. "It hurts," she whimpered, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.

Chi-Chi's grip on her hips tightened, her nails digging into Videl's skin. "Shut up and take it," she growled. "You brought this upon yourself." She looked over at Roshi, her eyes filled with a dark, possessive hunger. "Deeper, Roshi. I want her to be ready to please my son in every he way he wants."

If Gohan wanted to puncture her sphincter, Chi-Chi expected Videl to present for her perfect boy.

Roshi nodded, his eyes locked with Chi-Chi's as he began to push deeper into Videl's tight hole. It was a slow, agonizing process, her ass clenching around him, resisting the intrusion. Videl let out a strangled cry, her body shaking as she tried to adjust to the foreign sensation, her prominent muscles tensing. Roshi's cock felt like a hot, throbbing brand, searing her insides as it inched forward.

Chi-Chi watched intently as Roshi's cock disappeared inch by inch into Videl's tight ass. She could see the strain on the young woman's face, the way her body trembled with the effort of accommodating the old man's thick cock back there. It was a sight that filled her with a dark, primal satisfaction. That's right! That's what you get for toying with me!

"Ahn!" Roshi breathed as his groin pressed flush against Videl's ass cheeks as he bottomed out, his wiry pubic hair mingling with her smooth skin. His heavy balls swung forward, nestling between her thighs and pressing against her swollen labia, utterly soaked as his testicles rested against them. The first to ever puncture her there, Roshi groaned as he was forced to endure the tightness. She already had him sweating, his cock throbbing prominently, a heavy drop of pre-cum ousted from his tip.

The sensation of his fullness, his sheer size, made Videl gasp and shudder. She could feel every throbbing vein, every ridge and contour of his cock as it stretched her open. He's... so big! Her body tried to dislodge him on reflex, but Chi-Chi forced her into place.

Roshi paused, letting Videl adjust to the feeling of his cock inside her. He could feel her tight muscles clenching around him, trying to evict him, and he knew he had to go slow. "Just relax, Videl," he murmured, one hand rubbing soothing circles on her back. "Breathe through it." With his free hand, he parted her cheeks slightly to admire the lewd sight of his thick cock stuffed in Videl's tight little sphincter and her pussy lips wrapped around his balls.

Videl tried to do as he said, taking deep breaths to calm herself. She could feel him pulsing inside her, his cock throbbing in time with his heartbeat. It still hurt, but the pain was beginning to ebb, replaced by a strange, tingling sensation. "Okay," she whispered, nodding her head. "I'm ready."

Roshi took a deep breath, savoring the tight, hot sensation of Videl's virgin ass wrapped around his cock. He began to move slowly. "You have a lot of resistance," Roshi grunted. As best as he could, he bucked against her to loosen her tight entrance more. "Let your master loosen you up a bit."

Videl gasped as she felt Roshi begin to move, her body tensing instinctively. Biting her lower lip to keep from exclaiming, Videl took the brutal assault to her backside. The bed let out a loud, complaining groan, its springs squeaking in protest as the penetration gradually became easier. The pain was still there, but it was fading, replaced by a strange, building pressure deep inside her. Each thrust of Roshi's hips sent a jolt of sensation through her, making her toes curl and her fingers clutch at the sheets.

Master's hitting so deep! Videl's toes coiled. "Do it, Master!"

Finally, Roshi pulled back until just the tip remained inside her, then pushed forward again. The friction was incredible, her tight muscles gripping him like a vice; Videl cried out as he mashed against her buttocks. He could feel every ridge and vein of his cock being massaged as he moved in and out of her.

And while Videl took the assault on her bowels like a novice, Launch took in like a champ on the other bed. Ever since she met Roshi, Launch had taught herself to be prepared. She always had a case with capsules close to her at all times. They contained all she needed—lube, two strap-ons, and a picture of Maron's massive tits.

The picture was the only capsule still in the case.

One strap-on stood unused on the nightstand. The other was currently stuffed in the farthest recess of her bowels. Bulma was behind her, thrusting her well-seasoned hips with a finesse that would make lesser men hide their head in shame. Her hands, still covered in the lube used on her nine-inch strap-in, occasionally slipped from Launch's midsection to grope her dangling breasts, halting her thrusts but she always quickly regained momentum before it could be lost.

Bulma's hands roamed Launch's body with a familiarity that spoke of countless shared nights. She pinched and tugged at Launch's nipples, eliciting a sharp gasp each time, before sliding lower to trace the curve of her hips. Her thrusts grew more forceful, driving the strap-on deeper into Launch's eager hole with each snap of her hips.

"that's it!" Launch met her thrusts eagerly, her own hips rolling back to take Bulma deeper. "Do it as hard as you can!" The pleasure was intense, bordering on pain, but Launch reveled in it. She loved the feeling of being filled, of being used for someone else's pleasure. It was a release, a way to let go of all the pent-up frustration and anger that always seemed to boil inside her.

"Don't forget about me, dear." Launch's panting face was thrown back between Panchy's thick legs, her tongue once more buried deep in Panchy's dripping pussy. Panchy moaned, her hips bucking against Launch's face as she rode her skilled tongue.

Bulma glanced over at the sight of her friend pleasuring her busty mother, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips. She thrust harder into Launch, her own pleasure building with each slap of skin on skin. Launch's inner muscles clenched around the strap-on, urging her on.

Launch's muffled moans vibrated against Panchy's clit, driving the other woman wild. Panchy's hands fisted in Launch's hair, holding her in place as she ground against her face. With her free hand, she groped one massive breast, squeezing the supple flesh to elicit more pleasure.

"Oh! Master~!" Videl could not keep herself up on her arms anymore; they gave way, and she was pressing down on the mattress as Master Roshi fucked her from behind. The force of his thrusts pushed her further up the bed, her breasts flattening against the sheets.

"Videl!" Master Roshi grunted with each powerful thrust, his hips slapping against Videl's ass. His cock slid in and out of her tight hole with ease now. Videl's inner walls gripped him like a vice, milking his shaft with each contraction. Her bowels still protested against the invader, but all their coiling only served to keep himself as deep as he could to prolong the feeling. Sweat dripped down Roshi's face and chest, his body glistening in the dim light. "You're doing so well!"

Roshi's hands gripped Videl's hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pounded into her. Each time his groin clashes with her ass, the increasingly-reddened cheeks slightly wobbled. He could feel his orgasm building, the pressure coiling in his groin. Videl's moans and the sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, driving him closer to the edge.

Just as Roshi felt his climax approach, his eyes widened as two hard buttons swayed against his back before two pillowy mounds pressed against him. Chi-Chi had positioned herself behind Roshi.

Chi-Chi pressed her ample bosom against Roshi's back, her hardened nipples digging into his skin. She reached around, her fingers finding Videl's slick folds. Videl let out a startled moan as Chi-Chi's digits brushed against her sensitive clit.

"Chi-Chi?" Videl panted, barely able to twist her head enough to look back, her hips bucking as Chi-Chi began to rub her in slow, deliberate circles.

"Just helping you, my dear," Chi-Chi replied, her voice low and husky with arousal. Roshi grunted in agreement, his cock twitching inside Videl whilst his testicles began to ram against Chi-Chi's hand. She pressed two fingers into Videl's tight entrance, feeling the walls clench around them. Chi-Chi could vaguely feel Roshi's cock thrusting in and out of Videl's ass through the thin membrane separating her vagina and rectum. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, intensifying her own arousal.

"Oh Dende~!" Videl cried out, her body tensing as Chi-Chi's fingers filled her. Roshi groaned, the added pressure on his cock driving him closer to the edge. Chi-Chi pumped her fingers in and out of Videl's pussy, matching the rhythm of Roshi's thrusts.

"Oh Dende, it feels so good," Videl moaned, her hips rocking back to meet Chi-Chi's hand. Roshi reached for Chi-Chi, his hand covering hers as she fingered Videl. Together, they pumped their digits in and out of her tight hole. Videl's moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure.

"Tsk!" Chi-Chi looked on scornfully as Videl completely succumbed to the old master. How despicable! "You'd better succumb to Gohan just as much!"

Roshi's thrusts became more urgent, his balls slapping against their hands with each powerful drive. Chi-Chi could feel his cock swelling inside Videl, signaling his impending release. The testicles slapping against her hand were about to let loose.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum," Roshi grunted, his fingers digging into Chi-Chi's wrist. Chi-Chi increased the speed of her hand, wanting to feel Roshi's hot seed filling Videl's ass.

"Cum inside me, " Videl begged, her voice high and desperate. "Cum inside me, Master!"

"Here... it comes!" Roshi let out a guttural groan, his hips jerking as he buried himself deep inside her ass. Chi-Chi felt his cock pulsing, pumping thick streams of cum into the teen's tight hole. "Feel my cum in your ass, Videl!"

"Ahhhh!" Videl screamed, her entire body convulsing as Master Roshi's hot cum filled her bowels. The sensation of his thick seed shooting deep inside her, coating her inner walls, was unlike anything she had ever experienced. It was warm, almost scalding, and she could feel it spreading, filling her up completely. Master's cum is filling me up!

"Fuck, yes," Roshi hissed, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. Chi-Chi continued to finger Videl, drawing out her own climax. Videl's pussy clamped down on her fingers, her body convulsing as she came hard. Videl's eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Her pussy clenched around Chi-Chi's fingers, her juices gushing. Chi-Chi continued to pump her fingers, drawing out Videl's orgasm, making it last longer than she thought possible.

Roshi continued to spurt inside her, his cock twitching with each release. Videl could feel every throb, every pulse of his cock as he emptied himself into her. It was a primal, animalistic sensation, and Videl found herself reveling in it. In whisper, unheard, she uttered, "I love you... Master."

As Roshi's thrusts slowed to a stop, Chi-Chi withdrew her hand, bringing her fingers to Videl's lips. "Clean up your mess!" Chi-Chi ordered. Videl tried to turn her head away, but Chi-Chi was too quick. She grabbed Videl's chin, forcing her mouth open, and shoved her cum-stained fingers inside. Videl gagged slightly, the sudden intrusion catching her off guard. But the taste of her own juices on Chi-Chi's fingers was intoxicating, and she found herself sucking instinctively, her tongue swirling around the digits.

Chi-Chi moaned, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. "That's it, Videl. Clean up your mess like a good little girl," she purred.

As Roshi finally finished, his cock softening inside her, Videl let out a soft moan, vibrating against Chi-Chi's fingers. Exhausted, the skinny pervert fell over Videl, and together, they caught their breath. She felt utterly spent, her body limp and satisfied. He reached down between them and carefully withdrew himself. Videl was a bit embarrassed when her backside was unplugged and spilled some semen onto the bed as it dribbled down her crack.

Chi-Chi watched, a wicked grin on her face, as she slowly withdrew her fingers from Videl's mouth. "Look at the mess you made, Videl," she said, holding her cleansed fingers up for inspection. "You're such a dirty girl, letting Roshi fuck you in the ass like that."

Videl blushed, but she couldn't deny the truth of Chi-Chi's words. She had loved every moment of it.

Chi-Chi rose Videl's head with her thumb raising her chin and regarded the young woman—face flushed, her hair sticking to her skin from sweat, mouth agape to breathe laboredly. "Remember to keep pleasing Gohan as well, okay?"

Chi-Chi leaned in, her lips brushing against Videl's in a soft, sensual kiss. Videl whimpered, her body still sensitive from her intense orgasm, but she melted into the kiss, her tongue darting out to meet Chi-Chi's. Chi-Chi's kiss was demanding, dominant, and Videl found herself submitting to her, her own tongue yielding to Chi-Chi's as it explored her mouth.

In all the debauchery around her, Android Eighteen had held a calm, stoic presence. She tried to keep her icy gaze away from it all, but it was impossible to ignore all the degeneracy. On her right, a gorgeous daughter was currently drilling her strap-on into her own mother, unable to avert her sapphire eyes for even a second from Panchy's humongous pair of breasts as they rippled like jelly from Bulma's rough pounding. On her left, an equally-stunning woman was keeping the depleted girlfriend of her own son in a steady grip that allowed her to keep the teen's mouth agape as she spat her saliva down the younger woman's throat.

Until now, she could avoid it all by simply looking forward, but her view was now obstructed by an elderly man whispering into his much younger blonde maid's ear. Five years younger than when the day started even, she realized, remembering Roshi telling them he had wished all of them—save for Videl—to regain some of their youth. Or perhaps retain their youth longer was more accurate.

In her musing she failed to notice the old man and his maid closing the lid on their whispering and going separate ways. Eighteen blinked, her icy gaze shifting to Roshi standing in front of her, his cock hard and ready for more. She arched an eyebrow, her expression unreadable. "What do you want, old man?" she asked, her voice cold and detached.

Roshi grinned, his eyes roaming over Eighteen's body. "I think you already know, Eighteen, heh heh!" he said, his voice dripping with lust. "I feel so bad about keeping you on the sidelines. You must have been so lonely."

Eighteen remained still, her expression never changing. "And what makes you think I'd be interested in joining you?" she asked, her tone bored.

Roshi chuckled, his hand gripping his shaft, gingerly bobbing over the piston. "Don't forget, Eighteen—I'd gift you a child, keep my silence forever, and in return..." He licked his lips. "Whenever I want."

Eighteen's eyes narrowed slightly at Roshi's words, a flicker of something—irritation, perhaps, or maybe even a hint of desire—crossing her face before it was quickly masked once more. "There are people here."

Roshi's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with lust as he stepped closer to Eighteen. "Oh, they won't talk," he promised, his voice low and husky. "I however, will be forced to admit all my faults to Krillin if you ever break your vows." With a dramatic flair worthy of a soap opera star, he tilted his head skyward. His lower lip quivered—just enough to be noticeably. Then, with the grace of a Shakespearean actor, a single, perfectly timed tear rolled down his cheek. "That poor lad… He'll be heartbroken."

"Tsssk!" she conceded. His silence for her body... She had made a deal with the devil himself. "Very well, old man. You may have your fun. Just keep your mouth shut."

She pulled at the hem of her black shirt, feeling the fabric stretch beneath her fingers. The snug top clung to her form, its black and white striped sleeves a familiar contrast against her pale skin. With a fluid motion, she peeled it away, exposing the smooth expanse of her shoulders. The cool air kissed her skin as her breasts were exposed, pulled up with her top before wobbling into place, sending a faint shiver down her spine.

The simple brown boots she had worn all day were placed on the floor. Her hands moved to the buckle of her blue belt, fingers effortlessly undoing the clasp before sliding it free from the loops of her well-worn jeans. The denim pooled at her feet as she stepped out, leaving only the soft barrier of undergarments between her and the evening air in the room. There was a wet imprint on her panty that betrayed her icy façade. She failed to remove it before Roshi could see.

"Heh heh!"

A small tuft of blonde hair decorated her crown as her swollen nether lips were revealed to the old pervert. She leaned back against the wall, her legs spreading slightly as she gave Roshi a dismissive wave of her hand. "But make it quick. I don't like doing it with all these people around us."

"Quick? Heh heh, you know me better than that, Eighteen!" he exclaimed, stepping closer to her. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the soft swell of her breast, tracing the curve before moving to tweak her nipple. "I plan to savor every moment of this."

Without waiting for a response, Roshi lifted Eighteen's right leg, hooking it over his shoulder to grant him better access. There was no need for foreplay; Eighteen's pussy lips were secreting and swollen. Parting her leg like this had created a gap at her puffy folds that would make penetration smooth.

Eighteen could feel her pussy beginning to throb with anticipation as he positioned her leg over his shoulder. She bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to escape as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her entrance. "Don't keep me waiting, old man," she whispered, her voice barely audible, as if she feared any of the other women to hear. Her eyes fluttered closed as she felt him slowly push inside her, inch by inch, stretching her walls to accommodate his size. She couldn't help but let out a soft whimper as he filled her completely, her body trembling slightly at the sensation. She loathed how he was the only one who could make her feel like this, but she needed it just the same.

The true father of her child had filled her once more. She didn't need mercy, and he didn't grant it, immediately banging with a relentless drive.

As Roshi picked up the pace, he wrapped his arms around Eighteen's thigh for balance, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pounded into her relentlessly. His balls—still filled with enough to guarantee a long night—swung high enough to clap against her ass.

Roshi's hips snapped forward with a ferocity that made Eighteen gasp, his cock driving deep into her pussy with each thrust. The force of his movements made her entire body jolt, her breasts bouncing and swaying with the motion—though her arms leaning against the wall constricted them, refusing them to show off all they could do. His thick shaft parted her slick vaginal muscles as it delved in and out of her, stretching her walls and sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her nerves.

Eighteen could feel the pressure building inside her with each thrust, her body tensing. "Harder," she demanded, her voice breathy and strained. She wasn't like the other women. She could handle his roughness.

"Heh... heh!" His grip on her thigh tightened, his fingers pressing into her flesh hard enough to leave bruises. The slight pain only served to heighten her arousal, making her pussy clench around him with each thrust. She could feel the heat building between them, their skin slick with sweat as they moved together in a frenzy of lust and desire.

"Ngh! Nhn!" The melody of pleasure escaped her lips before she could subdue them. Eighteen swiftly placed her hand against her mouth to muffle her moans. Stupid old geezer...

Roshi grunted, a feral sound of lust and determination. Without warning, he pulled out of her, leaving Eighteen feeling empty and wanting. Her elevated leg was lowered to fall over his elbow, and the other leg was lifted to fall over the other. Roshi's elbows locked under Eighteen's elevated legs, elbows supporting the weight to keep her afloat, hands on her firm, tight cheeks. Eighteen's arms draped over Roshi's shoulders for balance. "Roshi..."

He took hold of his prick, adjusted her hips until he was rubbing against her blossoming folds. And then he snuck in again, her body accepting him as he sunk into the incredibly tight, wet heat. Rather than merely supporting her ass, he took hold and pulled her away from him. He withdrew, and then he slammed back inside of her.

"Fuck!" Eighteen gasped, her back arching and her pussy clenching around Roshi's cock as he slammed into her, the force of his thrusts making her entire body shake. She could feel every inch of him inside her, stretching her walls, filling her completely. The new position allowed him to go even deeper, and she could feel him pressing against her cervix with each thrust. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving red marks on his skin as she held on for dear life.

"Eighteen!" Her breasts bounced in line with his thrusts. The sight of the mounds bouncing in time with his thrusts was hypnotic, and Roshi felt the need to make they sway harder. As his tempo and strength increased, so did the wetness of Eighteen's snatch.

It was becoming harder and harder for her to keep her voice down as the geezer drove his cock into her repeatedly. They were so tightly locked together that each push inward had him pounding against the end of her vagina, and the impact slammed her back against the wall, making the wall tremble slightly as it made a loud thud.

The impact rattled through them. Eighteen winced. It didn't hurt, but it was irritating. "Turn me around," she breathed.

Roshi's eyes glinted with lust as he effortlessly flipped around to keep her from making impact with the wall. And then he began to hump her again. The swats of his body against hers were deliberately loud, as if bragging about much how much stamina he had.

She grimaced with a deep-throated grunt, but was unfazed afterward. As always, her strength allowed her to endure all the power the old geezer had to offer. She would handle him. She refused to buckle with so many witnesses.

She failed, however, to anticipate what would happen next.

Another set of hands came onto her.

Launch's arrival was unexpected, but Eighteen was far from surprised. No doubt the small whispers master and maid had uttered involved roping her up in their schemes. She had seen the strap-on when Launch brought it out of her capsule case. It had looked impressive then—much like the large and thick dick now stuffed in her vagina.

"Well, well, well," Launch purred. "Looks like someone's finally eager enough to play with rest of us."

Eighteen's eyes widened in surprise as she felt the cold, hard silicone press against her ass. "Wait, what are you doing?" she exclaimed, glancing back at Launch over her shoulder. "I haven't said anything about allowing you to join."

Launch just chuckled, pushing the tip of the strap-on against Eighteen's tight hole. "Don't worry, it's already lubed up," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "It'll even slip into a tight-ass like you!"

Eighteen gasped as Launch began to push the strap-on into her, the silicone stretching her tight asshole. If Eighteen really wanted to, she could easily dislodge them both with her overwhelming strength. The fact that she stayed in place, told them more than her words ever would.

"Ohhh fuck," Eighteen moaned, her voice barely above a whisper as Launch's strap-on slid into her tight asshole with ease. The silicone was slick with lube, allowing it to glide in smoothly, stretching her even further than Roshi's cock already had. She could feel the toy filling her up, pressing against Roshi's shaft through the thin wall of flesh separating her holes.

Roshi grunted, his eyes widening as he felt the strap-on push against his cock inside Eighteen's pussy. "Shit, that's tight," he muttered, his hips still moving slowly, fucking her in long, deep strokes.

Launch grinned wickedly, her hands gripping Eighteen's hips as she began to thrust, pushing the strap-on deep into Eighteen's ass. Eighteen gasped, her back arching as she was filled in both holes, stretched and stuffed in the most delicious way. With Eighteen now bouncing atop of her pole, yet another women had fallen to her charms. "Fantastic!"

"Oh Dende," Eighteen whimpered, her nails digging into Roshi's shoulders. She tossed her head back, her blonde hair swaying into Launch's face. How was she supposed to stay in control like this?

Her entire body altered by Dr. Gero, it was difficult to please Android Eighteen. It was why she felt drawn to Master Roshi, despite his many faults. From all her erogenous zones, her bowels had stayed the most human. Even Krillin had her gasping there on occasion, thought unfortunately, never in quick succession. Having that sensitive spot filled by such a plastic monster along with the old man's ki-infused cock tickling her vaginal walls... "Don't stop," she begged, her voice ragged. "H- Harder~!"

Roshi's eyes darkened with lust at her words, the cyborg's icy demeanor melting from their touches. His grip on her waist tightened as he began to pound into her harder, faster. Launch tried to match his rhythm, thrusting into Eighteen's ass with equal fervor. Not fast enough to be in-sync but more than enough to have the blonde writhing, her body trashing as the dual stimulation pushed her closer and closer to the edge. "Oh Dende~!"

Chi-Chi was amazed at how daring this version of Launch was. She found the other Launch, the softer one, much easier to talk to. That Launch was more timid than Chi-Chi, but they shared much of the same hobbies and generally had the same idea of what was fun. This version of Launch she always found to be somewhat... intense. Much more like Roshi than Chi-Chi could usually handle. Yes, she vastly preferred her blue-haired version.

This did not mean she did not admire the blonde version's daringness and straightforwardness. Blurting out the things you want and acting on them were things Chi-Chi found did not come easy to her. Watching a woman act so earnestly on her desires... Perhaps that was why she could not look away as she claimed the ass of that blonde cyborg.

"Better be careful, Chi-Chi, I think Launch is going for a full set."

"W- What?" Chi-Chi turned her head to find Bulma walking up to her. Chi-Chi quickly looked away when she noted Bulma's nakedness—and the nine-inch strap-on still attached to her body, no doubt covered in traces of Launch and her own mother. How despicable...

Bulma ignored the other woman's bashfulness, taking her place next to her on the bed. "With Eighteen in the bag, all she needs to have been intimate with all of us is you."

"I- I don't think she..." Chi-Chi cleared her throat, red in the face. All of them? So, did that mean Bulma... and even Videl had also...? "We've uhm... we've already..."

Recognition filled Bulma's sapphire eyes. "I see... So you too have been roped into all this at some point huh. To be honest, when I heard everyone had been with the old pervert, it somehow felt like a huge relief. Like a big weight had been released or something."

A big weight huh. Chi-Chi nodded. Yes, she could understand what Bulma meant with that. Knowing you were not the only one... It felt kind of nice. "So," Chi-Chi began, "how did you...I mean how did it start for you?"

"I sucked his dick for a Dragon Ball."

"I- I see."

"You?"

"He tricked me into thinking Goku wanted me to be trained by him before consummating our wedding."

"Huh..."

"Yup."

Silently they watched as the blonde cyborg in front of them got dropped and lifted like a ragdoll. Chi-Chi and Bulma watched in awe as Eighteen took every inch of the two massive cock like a champ. Her pussy and ass were undoubtedly stretched wide around them, glistening with her arousal as they delved in and out of her, yet she managed to take all their thrusts without losing her sentience.

Bulma's looked sideways to see Chi-Chi enthralled by what was in front of her. Seeing her so enamored was kind of cute. She never really developed a relationship with Chi-Chi—even after all these years, they were more like acquaintances than anything else. She smiled mischievously. For all of Chi-Chi's faults in terms of personality that Bulma found grating, she supposed the other woman certainly had her charm. If she was willing to do it with Roshi, Bulma ought she'd be able to persuade Chi-Chi for some fun.

Chi-Chi gasped when Bulma wrapped her midsection and rolled her onto her back, the Capsule corp. heiress towering over her. "Chi-Chi," Bulma spoke seductively. "Let's show them what we can do too!" She positioned herself between Chi-Chi's legs, her nine-inch strap-on jutting out obscenely.

Chi-Chi gasped in surprise, her eyes widening as she felt the head of Bulma's cock press against her entrance. She tried to squirm away, but Bulma's hands gripped her hips, holding her in place. Chi-Chi was certain she could overpower the genius woman. What kept her in place? Yearning and curiosity.

"Relax, Chi-Chi," Bulma cooed, rubbing the head of her strap-on up and down Chi-Chi's slit. "I promise I'll make you feel good."

With that, Bulma thrusted forward, burying her cock deep inside Chi-Chi's depths. A mixture of arousal and lube still stained the faux cock, easily sliding through her walls.

Bulma smirked as she watched Chi-Chi's eyes widen in surprise and delight at the sudden intrusion. She could feel the woman's pussy clench around her strap-on, already eager for more. "Mmm, you're so tight, Chi-Chi," she purred, slowly withdrawing before thrusting back in with more force. "I knew you'd love this." It were always the traditional housewives who were desperate to experiment and shakeup their dull lives!

Bulma began to set a steady rhythm, her hips rocking back and forth as she fucked Chi-Chi with long, deep strokes. She could hear the younger woman's breath hitching with each thrust, her moans growing louder and more desperate. "That's it, Chi-Chi," she encouraged, leaning down to capture one of Chi-Chi's nipples between her lips. Like this, she kept herself deep, pressing herself inward to allow herself another suckle of breast.

Chi-Chi's mind raced as she tried to process the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. She'd never been taken like this by another woman before. Bulma's strap-on filled her completely, stretching her in ways she'd only experienced with the old pervert currently balls deep inside the blonde cyborg. And the way the older woman moved, her hips rolling and grinding, was driving Chi-Chi wild with pleasure.

As Bulma's lips closed around her nipple, Chi-Chi let out a sharp cry, her back arching off the bed. She tangled her fingers in Bulma's hair, holding her in place as the pleasure built inside her. "Bulma," she gasped, her voice ragged with need. "How... how are you so good at this?"

Bulma chuckled darkly at Chi-Chi's breathless question, releasing the nipple with a wet pop. "Oh, Chi-Chi," she purred. "You haven't seen anything yet." With that, she grabbed Chi-Chi's ankles and split her legs further, spreading the younger woman wide open.

Bulma began to pound into Chi-Chi with renewed vigor, her hips slamming against Chi-Chi's ass with each powerful thrust. The bed creaked beneath them, the headboard slamming against the wall as Bulma fucked Chi-Chi with wild abandon. "Take it, Chi-Chi," she growled, her eyes locked onto the other woman's face, watching her expressions of pleasure. "Take every inch of me!"

Chi-Chi's face was a picture of pure pleasure, her eyes glazed over with lust as she took every inch of Bulma's strap-on. A thin sheen of sweat coated her skin, making it glisten under the soft lighting of the room. Her cheeks were flushed a deep pink, a stark contrast to her usual porcelain complexion, and her lips were parted as she panted heavily, her breath coming in short gasps as Bulma fucked her with wild abandon.

Bulma couldn't resist the temptation any longer. She leaned down, her heavy breasts squelching against Chi-Chi's as she captured the other woman's lips in a searing kiss. Chi-Chi moaned into Bulma's mouth, her tongue eagerly tangling with the other woman's as they kissed deeply, passionately, their bodies pressed together in a tangle of limbs and desire. Chi-Chi moaned into Bulma's mouth, their tongues tangling as Bulma continued to pound into her.

"I'm going to...!" Android Eighteen whimpered, her voice ragged. The length and width of the phalluses had been more than enough to amplify her weakened nervous system. By now she was covered in perspiration, her eyes squeezed shut, her face twisted from pleasure. Sweat poured down her face and down her chest, some rivulets dripping from the risen peaks of her breasts to splatter on Roshi's heaving chest. Her legs were a soiled mess from her orgasms of which she already had two. Now, she was racing towards a third orgasm, desperate for the blissful oblivion it promised. Her legs trembled from the intensity. Two phalluses mercilessly pounded her. Her white ass was stained red, and her vaginal lips had never looked as puffy as they did now. "I'm so close. Make me come again!"

Roshi growled, his hips slamming against hers as he chased his own release. He was sweating profusely, gasping for breath, his heart drumming in his ears. Having the icy Eighteen thawed and acting like this... A mere sleeve for his cock. It was too much! He never wanted this to end! But he was close... So very close!

Launch panted, her fingers digging into Eighteen's hips hard enough to leave bruises. "Come for us, Eighteen," she commanded, her voice low and husky. "Let us feel you squeeze our big dicks!"

Eighteen whimpered, the words barely coherent as pleasure consumed her. Eighteen's inner walls clenched the old man for all he was worth, urging him on. "Please, Roshi," she begged, her voice desperate. "I need it!"

The sight of Eighteen, usually so cold and composed, unraveling beneath him was too intoxicating. Roshi's grip on her ass tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. The sight of her, so wanton and needy, was enough to push him over the edge. "Eighteen!" With a guttural groan, Roshi buried himself deep inside Eighteen, his cock pulsing as he released. "Take my cum inside your tight pussy!"

Eighteen cried out, her body convulsing as she joined him in bliss, her third orgasm crashing over her in waves as his cock pulsed her full with his cum. Her entire body trembling, her senses never more heightened–even compared to when she was human—Eighteen eagerly took his seed in. He pulsed and came, rope after rope of jizz spurted into her. Her mouth agape, tongue stuck out, and left eye half-lidded, Eighteen had lost all cool and reason.

She would recover, but for now, the old man had broken the machine.

By now, Videl had recovered from her earlier session with Roshi and Chi-Chi. After Roshi left, Chi-Chi had continued to take advantage of her weakened state, dominating her both physically and verbally. Now though it seemed Chi-Chi had... other priorities. Her eyes drifted to Bulma and Chi-Chi, Chi-Chi's legs wrapped around Bulma's waist.

"Come on here, sweetie. How about you rest with me."

It was Bulma's mother. She didn't really know the woman—which made their nakedness both more bearable and more awkward. "R- Right..." Timidly, she set herself on the bed next to the blonde bombshell. She studied the woman for a moment. It was hard to imagine Panchy being much older than the likes of Chi-Chi, but she certainly had to be if she was Bulma's mother. Hard to imagine her being that old considering how... bodacious it all still is.

Videl smiled. Her blonde head and that thick and curvy body reminded her of Erasa.

Panchy studied Videl for a moment, as if she could see something lingering beneath the surface—which was pretty impressive for someone who never opened her eyes. Then, without saying another word, she shifted closer to Videl, wrapping her arm gently around her shoulders and pulling her a little closer. Videl's head now gingerly touched her ousted chest. "What's on your mind?"

Videl blinked and looked at Panchy, offering a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Oh, it's nothing. Just thinking." Videl let out a soft sigh. "I was thinking about someone... a friend. Someone I used to be really close to. We were inseparable for a while. But I haven't seen her in years.."

Panchy's expression softened, her voice gentle. "A friend? What was her name?"

"Erasa," Videl said, her voice almost wistful. "We were best friends back in high school. We did everything together—talked about everything, laughed about nothing... but then life just took us in different directions. And now, it feels like I don't even know where she is. I haven't heard from her in so long. It's like she just disappeared."

Panchy paused, thinking for a moment. "Erasa... that's a lovely name. She sounds like someone very special to you."

"You... actually look like her somewhat," she admitted. Her mind raced back to her carefree days with Erasa. Panchy's breasts especially had an ample form that reminded her of her best friend. She... had always been kind of curious about them...

Videl's eyes lingered on Panchy's chest, her mind drifting to memories of Erasa. Erasa had always been promiscuous, all too happy to lift her top over her head in front of Videl without a care in the world. Videl would always marvel at the way they would wobble into place, bouncing up, down, to and fro until they finally settled. She had always wondered about the weight and feel of Erasa's breasts in her hands, the softness of her skin. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and she shifted slightly, her thighs rubbing together.

Panchy noticed Videl's gaze and smiled knowingly. "You know, I've always found that a little physical affection can help soothe the soul. Especially when it comes to missing someone." She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Why don't you tell me what you miss most about Erasa? What's the one thing you wish you could do with her again?"

Videl hesitated for a moment, her cheeks flushing pink.

Videl took a deep breath, her gaze flickering down to Panchy's ample bosom before meeting her eyes again. "I... I wish I could hold her. Feel her body against mine. Finally know how her breasts feel in my hands, the softness and warmth."

Panchy's smile widened, and she reached out to gently caress Videl's cheek. "That's beautiful, Videl. And it's one you can try to recreate, you know. With me, if you'd like."

Videl's breath hitched, and she swallowed hard. "You... you really don't mind?"

Panchy chuckled softly, the sound warm and inviting. "Of course not, sweetie."

Panchy guided Videl's head closer to her chest, her hand gentle but firm against the back of the teen's head. "Go on, Videl."

Videl hesitated for just a moment before pressing her face into Panchy's cleavage. She inhaled deeply, the scent of Panchy's perfume mingling with the warmth of her skin. Slowly, tentatively, Videl began to explore, her hands sliding up Panchy's sides to cup her breasts.

Panchy let out a soft moan, encouraging Videl to continue. "That's it, Videl," she said, stroking the younger woman's head. "Life's much too short to hesitate."

Meanwhile, Chi-Chi found herself on all fours, Bulma thrusting from behind. Her dangled breasts shook enthusiastically in line with the other woman's thrusts. Compared to Roshi and even Goku those few times he had actually enjoyed ravaging his wife, Bulma's thrusts lacked strength, but her technique was controlled and felt nice. With grace and rhythm, she allowed the thick piston to drive through Chi-Chi's slick walls, battering the tip against her cervix before withdrawing halfway, and advancing her hips forward once more.

"Oh Dende," Bulma groaned with bated breath. Bulma's hands reached around, cupping Chi-Chi's bouncing breasts. Her fingers found the stiff nipples, pinching and rolling them between her thumbs and forefingers. Her own breasts, slightly bigger and with a tad more mass, wobbled with each thrust. She was drenched in sweat, her rosy, stiffened peaks rubbed against Chi-Chi's bare back.

"Huh?" Bulma hesitated when she felt something amiss. For a brief moment, she had believed that her strap-on dildo was letting loose, but she quickly learned that was not the case when she was suddenly pressed forward, her buttocks separating with a palm pressing against the right cheek.

Bulma's eyes widened in surprise as she felt Roshi's hand on her buttock, his cock pressing against her anus. "Master Roshi?" she gasped, her hips stilling for a moment.

Roshi's weathered face appeared over Bulma's shoulder, a lecherous grin spreading across his features. "Don't mind me, Bulma," he said, his voice rough with desire. "I just thought I'd join the fun."

Before Bulma could respond, Roshi pressed forward, his cock pushing past the tight ring of muscle and into Bulma's ass. Bulma let out a guttural moan, her body tensing at the sudden intrusion. Her muscles gave way, her upper body falling onto Chi-Chi's as he delved into her tight bowels like a battering ram, blasting through her resistances. It's slipping in so easily...?!

"Nhn!" Chi-Chi, still on all fours beneath Bulma, let out a whimper as she felt Roshi's cock slid deeper into Bulma's ass, pressing the plastic piston further into her body. Her body trembled as she adjusted to the feeling of being so full. Bulma gasped above her, her own body tensing as Roshi's cock pushed into her ass. Chi-Chi could feel the vibrations of Bulma's moan against her back, the other woman's breasts pressing into her skin.

Bulma could feel every ridge and vein as he pushed in, the sensation both painful and pleasurable. His cock is so big! How was he able to keep himself this hard and invigorated after cumming inside so many women this night? She'd been forced to admit it ever since he first put his big dick inside her but... the old man was so fucking impressive!

"This sure is some good lube, heh heh!" Roshi wheezed when he bottomed out, his thighs firmly pressed against Bulma's impressive buttocks. His chest swelled with pride. Having the women of the two strongest people on the planet at his mercy, choosing his sexual prowess over theirs... It felt so good! He was going to show off his supremacy.

The bed buckled violently when the old master started to thrust. Hands on Bulma's wide hips, he began to rut. "Heh heh!" His eagerness to dominate the wives of the Saiyans made him eager to up the pace, hurrying himself to the limit of his velocity, thrusting in and out of Bulma's rump in quick succession. "I'm going to fuck you both at the same time!"

Chi-Chi let out a choked gasp as the force of Roshi's thrusts drove Bulma's strap-on deeper into her, the plastic cock slamming against her cervix with each powerful lunge. The force of his thrust passed on through Bulma, battering the genius's strap-on into Chi-Chi. She could feel every ridge and curve of the dildo as it stretched her inner walls, the sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

"Ugh! Nhh! Ngh!" Chi-Chi struggled to keep herself upright, her legs and arms shaking with the effort as their combined weight pressed down on her. The muscles in her thighs burned from the strain, and she could feel her balance wavering with each thrust of his hips. She gritted her teeth, determined not to let herself collapse, not when she was so close to the edge. Her body trembled beneath the combined assault of Roshi and Bulma, her breasts swaying with the force of their thrusts.

Bulma's hands on her hips were a welcome anchor, helping to steady her as the other woman continued to pound into her from behind—though how much of it was Bulma's own pace was questionable. Chi-Chi's mind was a whirlwind of sensations, her body overwhelmed by the intense pleasure coursing through her veins. Chi-Chi's inner walls clenched around the strap-on. The plastic cock slid in and out of her, slick with her arousal, but no matter how hard she tried to drain it, the milky release would never come.

"Oh Dende!" Bulma's face was a mask of concentration, her eyes screwed shut as she focused on the dual sensations of Roshi's cock in her ass and Chi-Chi's tight pussy around her strap-on. Her hands gripped Chi-Chi's hips tightly, her nails digging into the soft flesh as she used the leverage to thrust into the other woman with increasing force. With such a ferocious man behind her, she did all she could to simply hold on!

Her breasts bounced with each movement, sweat glistening on her skin as she worked to bring both herself and her partners to the brink of orgasm. Bulma could feel Roshi's cock throbbing inside her, his own release imminent. The old man's cock! He's about to burst! His seed is about to enter me! The thought of him filling her with his jizz pushed her closer to the brink, and she found herself grinding back against him, desperate for more. Soon! I want it inside my pussy soon!

Roshi mind drifted back to Fire Mountain all those years ago. A teenage Bulma Briefs down on all fours, dressed in that tight, revealing bunny outfit and an even younger Chi-Chi dressed in revealing armor unknowingly waiting for them to finish. He certainly wouldn't mind having them both dressed like that, their now mature curves on full display, their full tits threatening to break out of those confinements! "Bulma!" Roshi grunted, his grip on her hips tightening as he felt his climax approaching. "You're so tight, I can't hold back much longer!"

Yes! Inside~! Bulma's eyes flew open, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she felt Roshi's cock throbbing inside her. She redoubled her efforts, slamming into Chi-Chi with renewed vigor as she sought to bring them all to completion. "Come on, you two," she panted, her voice strained with exertion and pleasure. "Let's all come together!"

Chi-Chi let out a strangled moan, her body tensing as she felt her own orgasm building. The combined sensations of Bulma's strap-on and Roshi's cock were too much for her. Bulma's fingers dug into her hips, her own breathing ragged as she chased her own orgasm. Chi-Chi could feel the other woman's body tensing, her thrusts becoming more erratic as she neared her peak. Chi-Chi could no longer resist, and she felt herself teetering on the edge of climax. "Yes, Bulma," she gasped, her nails raking into the mattress. "I'm so close, don't stop!"

Roshi let out a roar, his hips stuttering as he finally reached his peak. With one final thrust, he anchored himself as deep as he could, forcing Bulma's strap-on to dent Chi-Chi'd cervix as deep as it could. "I'm cumming!" he cried out, his cock pulsing as he spilled his seed deep inside Bulma's ass.

The feel of Roshi's hot cum filling her sent Bulma over the edge. The old master's jizz... The seeds she would soon want to impregnate her... It was flowing into her! The thought of him reaching her eggs, impregnating her, making her belly swell, all while fooling her husband into thinking it was his... It was too much! With a scream of ecstasy, she came hard, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Chi-Chi followed a moment later, her pussy clamping down around the strap-on as she rode out her own intense orgasm.

The three of them collapsed together in a sweaty, satisfied heap, their bodies entwined as they caught their breath. Roshi was the first to stir, pulling out of Bulma and rolling onto his back beside them.

"That was...incredible," he panted, a look of pure bliss on his face. Chi-Chi and Bulma at the same time... He had truly died and gone to heaven.

Bulma chuckled, nuzzling against Chi-Chi's neck. "I have to agree," she said, her voice still slightly breathless. "That was some of the best sex I've ever had."

Chi-Chi hummed in agreement, her eyes fluttering closed as she basked in the afterglow. "I never knew it could be like that," she murmured.

Roshi was relieved to find a moment to reprieve, but he soon found out he wasn't done. Big tits came into view, puffy and wet from saliva. "Roshi," Panchy pouted like a spoiled little girl who didn't get her way. Her tits swayed and jiggled with each impatience-filled movement, the heavy globes of flesh quivering like jelly. "You still haven't fucked me yet!"

"Panchy!" Roshi exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise at the sudden appearance of the busty older woman.

Panchy pouted, her ample bosom heaving with indignation. "I was waiting for you to finish so I could have my turn," she said before gesturing to Videl behind her – the teen lied on her back, legs spread wide, catching her breath with short breaths. "Videl fingered herself to two climaxes while suckling on my tits as I waited for you!"

Roshi groaned, his cock twitching at the sight.

Bulma raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. "Well, Roshi," she said, her tone teasing. "Looks like you have some more work to do. Better not keep my mom waiting."

"Heh heh!" Roshi grinned, his gaze flicking between Panchy and the two already lying beside him. "Panchy..." Roshi breathed, his vision focused solely on those massive cowtits, eager to make them bounce. "Grab your bags, we're going to pound town!"

Panchy's eyes lit up at Roshi's words, her pout turning into a wide, excited grin. "Finally!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. She quickly turned to Videl, helping the teen to her feet. "Videl, do be a dear and make some room for us."

Videl blushed furiously at Panchy's words, but she allowed herself to be led away, her mind already racing with thoughts of what was to come as she was welcomed by Chi-Chi and Bulma, who were already calling Launch and Eighteen over to join them.

"Roshi, you naughty man," Panchy purred, her voice dripping with desire as she climbed onto the bed, her massive breasts swaying with each movement. "I've been waiting so long for this."

Roshi's eyes were glued to Panchy's chest, his cock already rock-hard at the sight of her. "Panchy, your tits are fucking incredible," he groaned, reaching out to cup one of her breasts in his hand, feeling the weight and softness of it. "I can't wait to fuck them."

Panchy giggled, pressing her breast into Roshi's hand. "Mmm, I can't wait either," she said, leaning in to capture Roshi's lips in a passionate kiss. Her tongue slid into Roshi's mouth, exploring every inch of it as she pressed her body against his. Roshi groaned into the kiss, his hands roaming over Panchy's curves, squeezing and caressing her soft flesh.

"Fuck me, Roshi," she begged, wrapping her legs around his waist. After watching him take all those younger, fertile woman, she couldn't wait any longer. Panchy knew she had to share, but that didn't mean she didn't want Master Roshi all to herself. "I need your cock inside me. The cock that has been inside so many others tonight!"

Roshi groaned, positioning himself at her entrance. "Panchy, you're so fucking sexy," he said, his voice rough with desire as he slowly pushed his cock into her tight pussy. Panchy gasped, her nails digging into Roshi's back as he filled her up.

"Oh Dende, yes," she moaned, rolling her hips to take him deeper. "You feel so good, Roshi."

Roshi began to move, thrusting into Panchy with long, deep strokes. The bed creaked and groaned beneath them, the headboard slamming against the wall as Roshi pounded into her.

Panchy's tits bounced with each thrust, and Roshi leaned down to capture one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and biting at the sensitive bud. Reaching her tits with his head meant he had to keep himself deep, painfully pressing his long cock into her cervix whilst he suckled. He bit down gently, just hard enough to make her gasp and arch her back.

Just then, Roshi felt a wet, warm tongue probing at his asshole. He gasped, his hips stuttering as the tongue pushed inside him. "What the...?" he groaned, looking over his shoulder to see Launch kneeling behind him, her hands gripping his ass cheeks and spreading them wide.

Launch doing this didn't surprise him. It had always been one the raunchy version of Launch's kinks. No what surprised him was... her blue hair! "Launch?!" Launch's angelic version was... eating his ass?!

"Mmm, you taste so good, Roshi," Launch purred, her tongue fucking in and out of his asshole. "I've always wanted to do this to you. Let me make you feel even better, Master!"

Roshi moaned, the double stimulation sending him spiraling closer to the edge. "Fuck, Launch, that feels so good," he groaned, his hips pumping faster as he fucked Panchy's pussy. "Heh heh! Keep going!"

Launch obliged, her tongue delving deeper into Roshi's asshole as she reached around to stroke his cock. Panchy cried out, her body shaking with pleasure as Roshi's thrusts grew more erratic. "Yes, yes, yes!" she chanted, her pussy clamping down on his cock like a vice. "I'm gonna cum, Roshi! Fuck me harder!"

Roshi slammed into Panchy, his balls slapping against her ass as he pounded her pussy. Launch's tongue and fingers worked in unison, pushing Roshi closer and closer to his own release. "Shit, shit, I'm... gonna cum too!" he groaned, his cock throbbing inside Panchy's tight cunt.

Panchy threw her head back, screaming in ecstasy as her orgasm washed over her. Her pussy spasmed around Roshi's cock, milking him for all he was worth. "Yes, cum inside me, Roshi!" she begged, her body convulsing beneath him.

"Girls!" With a final thrust, Roshi buried himself deep inside Panchy, his cock pulsing as he emptied his load into her waiting womb. Launch continued to lick and stroke him, drawing out every last drop of cum as Panchy's pussy quivered around him. "Thank you all for a lovely night!"

Roshi collapsed onto Panchy's chest, his head resting on her massive, heaving breasts. Panchy wrapped her arms around him, cradling him against her as she stroked his bald head. "Good boy."

Enjoying the occasional spark as Launch's tongue continued to rim his ass, and still inside the busty milf, Roshi's head rested peacefully on Panchy's massive udders. He eyed the rest of their group, his deepest wish finally realized. Chi-Chi was the one on her back, Videl riding the strap-on attached to her. Eighteen was behind the young woman, drilling her ass. Videl's eyes were squinted shut, her youthful face bashful as two strap-ons filled her holes. Chi-Chi's face was covered by Bulma's snatch, the Capsule Corp. heiress smearing arousal all over face whilst swapping saliva with Videl, their hands entwined while they moaned in each other's mouth.

He had truly entered his Kame Paradise.

Boom. And we're done. I really hope you enjoyed how this Z-Era ended.

It was a bit daunting at the beginning, but once I conceived the spanking scene at the start to quell Chi-Chi's anger at Videl, it sort of set the tone for the rest of the chapter which made everything pretty seamless to write.

Which pairing was your favorite? I know Launch didn't have her own scene, but I just couldn't find a way to implement a solo scene for her.

With the end of the Z-era, we're going to get into Super. I'm not sure when I'll start the next era.

I know what I would do with Arinsu if I do a Daima chapter—and I do mean only one chapter, only Arinsu—so I might do that one first. Just have to wait for Daima to finish before making my decision.

I'm writing the Daima chapter and the first Super chapter simultaneously. With Super, I do want to return more to the way I wrote things in the Dragon Ball Era. From my recollection, those were more standalone. At times it felt like a bit of a chore to juggle so many recurring characters in Z. I want to focus less on characters we've already featured and make more standalone chapters with Super characters.

I'll guess we'll see how everything turns out when we get there. For now I want to thank you for reading the first two—I assume you read both—era's.

See you soon in the next era!