Girlfriend Mina

Mina's room was a lot like Trunks'. Clothes and books were strewn about, and some food that Trunks didn't recognize was on her disorganized bed.

"Apologies for the mess," Mina said. "I was gonna clean it but..."

Trunks wasn't listening. Among the clothes on the floor were bras and panties, clothes he wasn't allowed to see back in his world. He felt an sensation in his pants as his penis tented up.

"Aw, someone has a crush," Mina giggled. "That's cute, but I think I'm a bit too old for you."

"I wish Mina was my girlfriend," Trunks whispered.

Mina smiled. "Hey, babe," she purred. "You look a bit pent-up. Want some help?"