It goes as you'd expect, but with a bonus.

Using a tracking device that Bulma had placed on some Jaco person you were able to swiftly find the galactic patrol spaceship. It seems that a battle between a group of Moro's underlings and the galactic patrol has already begun.

You descend into the battlefield slowly with your arms outstretched. It seems that the galactic patrol had been holding in edge in the fight for some time. A few guys who aren't noteworthy and a group of three attractive females are all that is starting to take down the galactic patrol. You are unable to find Moro anywhere among them, you can't feel any strong energy signatures either. It seems that the group the galactic patrol is starting to struggle against is a mere scouting party.

"You're battle is quite noisy..." You say, touching down on the ground. The galactic patrol starts to cower at your presence.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" One of Moro's men shouts. He runs at you and throws a punch with his full power. You catch his fist with your pinky finger.

"How dissappointing." You state as the man starts to turn to dust as if his very being was being ripped from existence itself.

The last three men run at you with full **** as well. You easily weave between their attacks, giving them a measly flick as you maneuver around them. The men fly away without a sound, obviously dead. To the people spectating it still looks as if you haven't moved.

"Would a man by the name Krillin please approach me."

An almost inconceivably small, bald man walks up to you slowly.

"Your wife is worried about you." You place your hand on his head as if he were a child. "She's quite the girl... Take those men back to Earth."

Krillin nods and relays the information to the hurting squad of galactic patrolmen.

"Now it is just me and you three." You say turning to the girls. "What are your names?"

"Miza." The girl in front says. She has pale skin, vibrant green hair which is shaved along the sides of her head, but is long and spiky from the center all the way down her back and pointy ears. Her top is a black tank top. Her pants are what appears to be a blue jumpsuit, the jacket of which is tied around her waist. She has a fairly ample bust and a small, but well defined rear.

"Iwaza." A girl behind her says. She has equally pale skin and magenta hair which is tied in very large, puffy twintails. She wears rectangular framed glasses. Her perfect hourglass figure is covered perfectly by her snug blue jumpsuit, the sleeves and pants are cut to be very short. A pair of white and black horizontally striped thighhighs perfectly complement the thick thighs on her long legs. Her tits and ass are both fairly small.

"Kikaza." The last one says. She has a dark tan skin tone, orange hair which is shaved on the left side, her bang extending forward to below her shoulder, but not covering her eyes, and pointy ears. She wears what could be described as a black cloth wrapped around her tits, which you could barely get a handful of. She wears black fingerless gloves that extend to little above her elbows. She wears her pants the same way that Miza does. She has well defined abs on her slender torso.

"Well girls." You grab at the waistband of your gi. "Are you going to do as you're told, or are you going to fight."

"Like hell we'd listen to you!" Miza roars forming a blade of ki around her arm. She charges you and swings. You appear behind her holding the ripped remains of her tank top. She turns around to strike again, but notices her missing top. She promptly covers her tits and squeals as she falls to her knees.

"I'll enjoy each of you individually." You grin dropping your pants.

"No!" Miza cries as you poke at her lips with your cock.

The other girls charge at you in a pointless attempt to aide Miza. Seemingly without moving you strip the two girls and they drop to their knees covering their tits the same way Miza did.