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Chapter 5 by obonelayer obonelayer

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Chapter 5

Bulma laid on the couch at Kame House, quietly contemplating her current situation in the dark. She couldn’t sleep, the fear of her predicament making the scientist wide awake on high-alert, worried that at any moment a man or group of men could enter the house and **** and kill her.

It had been a few hours since the other girls had left, and she was starting to get scared. Could they have already been killed? 18 and Videl were both strong in their own rights, but she was particularly worried about Chichi, the housewife getting frazzled from her husband attacking her, and the fact that she hadn’t been in a fight in years didn’t exactly help either.

Her eyes were glued to the ceiling, too terrified to look anywhere else. She thought she heard screams and gunshots coming from the distance, but she didn’t know if that was her ears playing tricks on her or if they were real. She’d spent plenty of sleepless nights working on certain inventions, but for some reason, this was different.

She couldn’t even turn the television on, with every news station doing nonstop coverage of the killing of her gender, brutally **** and executing them in the streets. She was alone, and she hated that.

Bulma tried closing her eyes, hoping that by some miracle she would be able to drift off to sleep. She felt like her eyelids were shut for what seemed like hours, the stress of what was going on wanting to make her pull her hair out.

Just when she was just getting tired, she heard a noise come from underneath her. Bulma started shaking in fear again, afraid that there was something in the house with her. She heard the floor underneath her creak more, and she jumped up on the couch, hoping that whatever was under there didn’t see her. She needed to do something.

Bulma quickly got up from the couch and ran upstairs, hoping that whatever was following her wouldn’t see her speed to the next level of the house. She reached the top of the stairs and jumped into a closet door, closing it behind her and holding her breath.

She heard the crash of wood being broken come downstairs, followed by a pair of loud, heavy footsteps accompanied with heavy breathing. Bulma’s adrenaline was rising, the fear of being **** or possibly killed escalated as she heard the pair of feet getting closer and closer to where she was hidden.

She saw a large, pink figure walk right next to the closet door, Bulma being able to see him through the slits of the door. He stood there for a moment, making sweat pour down Bulma’s face as she wondered what was about to happen, praying he didn't find her. Then, the figure started to walk away, turning the corner and removing itself from Bulma's vision.

Drops of sweat and tears poured down her face as she checked the sides of the slits to make sure he was gone. It was almost like he disappeared, vanished out of thin air. She mentally sighed in relief and removed her hand from her mouth, opening the door and peaking her head out.

She looked both directions as she existed the tight space, and started stepping out into the upstairs hallway.

As she walked to the top of the staircase, she heard a deep, gutteral voice erupt behind her.

”Bulma…”

She ran down the stairs at lightning speed, but was unable to outrun the large masculine shape right on her trail. She tripped on the last staircase and fell to the floor, the giant man looking down at her from a few steps above.

Bulma started hyperventilating and tried to crawl away from the figure, but he jumped on her from the stairs and held down her arms. She started screaming.

”GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME! GET OFF!”

As she struggled, her eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar face that was hidden behind the grotesque appearence of the fat pigman standing on top of her. She stopped thrashing for a moment.

”…Oolong?”

The pigman smirked, drool dripping from his mouth.

”That’s right, slut. It’s me.”

Bulma was speechless. “Wha… what happened to you?”

Oolong laughed in his modified demonic voice. “This is what you think all men are really like, right? Giant, disgusting pigs?”

“N-No! That’s not true!” replied Bulma, stuttering in fear as she could see Oolong’s massive erection start to rise.

”You already view us as inferior to you. What better way to prove you right then **** your old worn out cunt right here and now?”

Before Bulma could scream and start struggling again, the massive hand of the pig she called a friend ripped off her yellow vest, revealing her large breasts to the monster, his saliva dripping down onto her chest.

”Now… what should I do first with you?”

As Oolong’s cock grew to full size, he stared at Bulma’s heaving breasts and licked his lips. He grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard, making her groan from the pain of his rough hands molesting her chest. He moved them up and down, Bulma struggling all the while as he continued drooling on the scientist woman while he fondled her fundbags over and over again, savoring the moment.

”God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long”, Oolong said as he positioned his massive pink cock in front of Bulma’s breasts. She squirmed more, trying to get the disgusting member away from her knockers, but to no avail, he shoved his dick between the tits and pushed it up and down, pleasured moans coming from the monsters mouth as he kept pushing and pulling back his cock, letting the skin rub snugly by the soft cushions of her boobs.

He kept penetrating the gap between her tits, the Capsule Corp scientist moaning from pain and discomfort as Oolong quickened his pace, his cockhead getting closer and closer to Bulma’s face as he squeezed the meat-baskets harder between his member, letting the feeling of the teasing whore’s fat udders soothe his aching blue-balled penis.

His thrusts started to get faster and more erratic as he felt himself about to climax.

”Ohhhh fuck, I’m gonna… unf…”

Bulma braced herself and closed her eyes as she felt a stream of hot, steamy jizz shoot onto her face, coating her eyelids and hair as strand after strand of the pig cum painted her entire body white.

Oolong panted from the sexual explosion and stared at Bulma’s semen-drenched body, wondering what to do next.

As he was breathing deeply, Bulma attempted to from her back to her chest to crawl away from the horny beast, but he ended up grabbing her by the legs and ripping her pants off, leaving her soaking wet panties as the lady article of clothing on her body. She screamed again as he ripped her panties off, revealing her dripping cunt to the now laughing pigman.

”You’re soaking fucking wet! God, your kind really is disgusting. It’s gonna be amazing when you cunts are finally wiped off this planet.”

Bulma tried to shudder away in fear, before speaking to her former perverted friend. “Oolong, this isn’t you. It’s that virus, you’re being controlled, you’re-“

Oolong smacked the blue-haired woman as he placed his cock right in front of her dripping lips, shutting her up and making her squeak in terror.

“Nah, bitch. This is what I‘ve always wanted.”

The large, brutish pig pushed the tip of his cock into her lips, shoving past her entrance and entering her fully, the warmth of her pussy wrapping around his cock as he moaned loudly.

"GRAAAAAAAAGH!"

With that roar, he pulled and pushed back inside of Bulma's snatch, his giant member filling up her lovehole as she screamed in pain from the massive dick stuffing her guts. He thrusted back and forth into the woman, his cock so large that it made a bump out of her stomach, stretching her cunt wider then it had ever been as she cried out in agony from her former friend **** her most precious area as a woman.

His tongue started wagging outside of his mouth, his member penetrating Bulma with ferocious speed, not caring for how the woman beneath him was feeling as she continued to sob and scream in pain and terror. Oolong's moans and groans grew in volume as he sped up his pace, hitting Bulma's cervix harder and harder as she only yelped and shouted him to stop at an equal volume.

"Fuck… fuck… this is so fucking good… I'm gonna miss this when all you parasites are gone…"

Mascara ran down Bulma's face as she started blubbering, begging the pigman to stop what he was doing.

"P-please Oolong… please, y-you don't want this…"

He ignored her and pierced her lips again, making her moan in discomfort as the mighty push inside of her body shut her up for a moment. Bulma's eyes widended at the penetration, her pussy hugging the pig tightly as she tried to beg her body to stop betraying her mind.

After a few more minutes of nonstop penetrative **** for Bulma and bliss for Oolong, the man fucking her senselessly could feel an orgasm coming on.

"Oooooh…. I'm gonna fucking burst!"

With a few final thrusts of his waist into her gaping cunt, he pushed hard into it one last time, the seed from his cock bursting inside of her inner walls and filling up her as Bulma's screamed pierced the skies, hot cum oozing within her pussy as she felt the warm goo completely take her over.

Staying inside of her for a few more seconds, Oolong ejected his cock from her cunt, letting his semen leak out of her cooch as Bulma breathed in and out from the horrific **** she had just been the victim of.

Oolong laughed at his handiwork, his cock still rock hard and twitching. "Hehe, even if you get pregnant, you're not gonna live long enough to pop out the kid."

Bulma continued crying as Oolong just kept laughing, looking down on the blue-haired woman as she internally wept at what had just happened to her. She needed to get away from him, from what was going on.

She kicked Oolong in his testicles, dropping the pig monster to his knees for a short moment as she ran towards the door, cum still leaking out of her snatch and her tits flopping wildly in the wind, and booked it to the small submarine parked right outside of the house. She quickly jumped in and activated the controls, beginning to sink down as Oolong began chasing her out of the house. But before he could get to her, she sank into the ocean, swimming away from the island while crying her eyes out.


Bulma felt so violated; Oolong's semen was all over and inside her, and while she didn't even know if she could actually get pregnant from him or not. As she sat in the small submarine in the middle of the ocean, she sobbed. She had just hoped the other girls would come back and save her soon.

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