Bulma and Chi-Chi's special training

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I couldn't believe my luck when Bulma and Chi-Chi showed up at my little island hut, all fired up and ready to train. It had been a quiet few months since Goku and Vegeta blasted off for some intense training regimen, three whole months they'd be gone, leaving the ladies to fend for themselves with those rambunctious kids, Trunks and Goten. Oh, they were steamed about it, alright. Bulma had that sharp, inventive glint in her eye, the kind that said she was plotting something big, always tinkering with gadgets in her mind even as she ranted about Vegeta's "obsessive punching sessions."

"That arrogant Saiyan thinks he can just leave me with Trunks while he plays hero? Well, two can play that game!" she'd snap, her blue hair bouncing with every emphatic gesture.Chi-Chi was even fierier, her protective mama bear instincts kicking in hard. "Goku's always off chasing some new power level, leaving me to handle Goten and the house! If another villain shows up, I don't wanna be the one screaming for help, I'm gonna be the one delivering the beatdown!" But deep down, they got it.

Earth was always one alien invasion or world-ending threat away from disaster, and their hubbies were out there getting stronger to protect us all. Still, a gal's gotta do what a gal's gotta do, and these two decided it was high time they stepped up their own game. They weren't just pissed; they were motivated, channeling that frustration into a burning desire to become warriors themselves."Master Roshi," Bulma said, striding in like she owned the place, her Capsule Corp jacket slung over one shoulder, revealing a fitted tank top that hugged her curves just right.

"We're not sitting around waiting for the boys to save the day anymore. Train us. Make us strong enough to handle whatever comes next. I've got the brains, Chi-Chi's got the grit, let's turn that into muscle."

Chi-Chi nodded fiercely beside her, arms crossed over her chest, her traditional dress hiding what I knew were some impressive assets underneath. "Yeah! Goku's always off punching rocks or whatever, leaving me with Goten. If trouble shows up, I wanna be ready to kick its butt myself! No more damsels in distress here!

"Well, who was I to say no? Heh, especially with two fine specimens like them under my roof. I adjusted my sunglasses, trying not to let my eyes wander too much, though, let's be honest, they did.

Bulma's inventive mind meant she'd question every technique, but her body... whew, those hips and that confident sway. Chi-Chi was all fire and discipline, her dark hair tied back in a ponytail that swished like a whip.

"Alright, ladies! Welcome to Master Roshi's ultimate training camp. We'll start with the basics: strength, speed, and combat. But remember, it's all about discipline... and maybe a little fun along the way."

I grinned, already plotting my own "fun."The first few weeks were a dream, er, I mean, a rigorous regimen. I'd have them doing push-ups on the beach at dawn, their bodies glistening with sweat under the tropical sun, the salty sea air mixing with the scent of their exertion. Bulma was clever about it, always tinkering with gadgets to amp up the intensity, like weighted vests she whipped up in her portable lab.

"If Vegeta can handle gravity rooms, we can handle this!" she'd say, strapping on the extra pounds, her arms already starting to show a bit more definition. Chi-Chi was a firecracker, throwing punches with that same ferocity she used to scold Goku, her fists cutting through the air like knives. "Hyah! Take that, you imaginary bad guy!"And me?

Well, I couldn't help myself. A sneaky hand here during a stance correction, brushing against Bulma's firm backside as I "adjusted" her form.

"Oops, my bad! Just making sure your balance is right, gotta feel the power in those glutes." She'd roll her eyes and swat me away, but there was a smirk there sometimes, her blue hair falling over one eye as she quipped, "Keep your hands to yourself, old turtle, or I'll invent a gadget to zap you!"

Chi-Chi was quicker to react, her fiery temper flaring. "Pervy sage! Focus on the training!" But I'd chuckle and dodge, maybe sneaking another quick pat on her thigh during a kick drill.

"That's the spirit! Channel that anger into your strikes!"Nights were even better. I'd peek through the keyhole while they changed out of their sweaty gi's, catching glimpses of those toned figures emerging from the fabric. Bulma's skin was pale and smooth, her underarms revealing a thick patch of blue-tinted armpit hair that she didn't bother shaving, wild and natural, matching the untamed bush of pubic hair I glimpsed once when she bent over.

It drove me wild, that unapologetic femininity. Chi-Chi was similar, her dark armpit hair thick and curly, a testament to her no-nonsense lifestyle, and down below, a dense forest of pubic hair that spoke of her earthy, passionate nature. One time, Chi-Chi caught me spying during her bath, steam rising around her as she soaked in the tub, her armpits exposed as she washed, the hair matted with water.

"Pervy old turtle! Get out!" she'd yell, splashing water my way, but I'd scamper off with a nosebleed and a grin, the image burned into my mind.Bulma wasn't immune to my antics either; she'd set up traps once or twice, like a bucket of water over the door, but I'd dodge 'em and get a quick feel of her curves during sparring.

"Hey, that's how you learn defense!" I'd cackle, my hand "accidentally" grazing her breast as I demonstrated a block. She'd invent countermeasures, like a mini **** field, but I'd find ways around 'em, always with a wink. The training progressed, their bodies hardening day by day, Bulma's inventive dodges getting sharper, Chi-Chi's fiery punches landing with more power.

We'd spar on the beach, sand flying, their gi's clinging to sweat-soaked skin, revealing the growing muscles beneath.After about a month, hoo boy, the results were showing. Both of 'em had packed on some serious muscle, ripped like those women's physique competitors you see in magazines, all defined arms, tight abs, and powerful legs that could crush a coconut. Bulma's blue hair framed a body that was lean and mean, her biceps popping when she flexed after a set, veins tracing over her skin. Chi-Chi? She was a beast, her dark hair tied back, those thighs looking like they could snap a tree trunk, her abs starting to show through her gi.

We wrapped up a brutal sparring session one afternoon, fists flying, dodges and blocks that left 'em both groggy and panting on the sand, their bodies heaving with exhaustion.

"Whew... that was intense," Bulma gasped, wiping sweat from her brow, her tank top clinging to her sculpted form, armpit hair peeking out as she raised her arm.

"Yeah... feel like I could sleep for a week," Chi-Chi added, slumped against a palm tree, her gi torn in places from the roughhousing, her pubic area faintly outlined through the fabric, hinting at the wild bush beneath.

I chuckled, pulling out a couple of Senzu beans from my pocket.

"Here, ladies. These'll fix you right up. Karin's latest batch, said he used some weird fertilizer this time. Might be a bit... potent."

They popped 'em without a second thought, and sure enough, their eyes lit up as energy surged through 'em. "Whoa... I feel amazing!" Bulma exclaimed, standing tall, a flush creeping up her neck.Chi-Chi flexed her arms experimentally, her armpit hair dark and thick under her raised limbs.

"Yeah, like I could take on Frieza myself!"But then... something happened. Their bodies started to... change. It was subtle at first, a warmth spreading through their limbs, a tingling that made 'em both shiver, like a gentle electric current dancing over their skin. I watched, transfixed, as Bulma's shoulders broadened just a tad, her delts swelling under her skin like rising dough, but way more solid, the muscle fibers awakening with a soft, pulsating heat.

"Uh... Master Roshi? What's going on?" she asked, her voice a mix of confusion and... pleasure? Her hands roamed to her arms, fingers tracing the growing veins that pulsed with newfound life.Chi-Chi clutched her stomach, her breaths quickening.

"I feel... hot. Like everything's expanding inside me... ohh, it's starting in my core..." The sensation built slowly, sensually, their bodies responding with involuntary shudders, nipples hardening under their tops as the warmth spread downward.

The growth kicked in for real then, slow and sensual, like their bodies were awakening to some hidden power, each inch gained accompanied by waves of ecstasy. Bulma's arms, already toned, began to thicken, veins tracing delicate paths over her biceps as they ballooned outward. Inch by inch, those peaks rose, pushing past 18 inches, then 20, the muscle fibers knitting together into massive, rounded orbs that strained against her sleeves. She moaned softly, her hands roaming over her own body as if she couldn't believe it, fingers lingering on the swelling mounds, feeling the heat radiate from within.

"Oh... oh god, it feels so good... like every cell is on fire, but in the best way... mmm, it's pulsing... growing..."

Her thighs joined the symphony, quivering with anticipation before expanding, muscle piling on muscle, the quads flaring out wider, the teardrop shapes deepening until they were 30 inches around, then 32, the skin stretching taut over the rippling mass, each fiber contracting and releasing in rhythmic waves that sent shivers up her spine.

Bulma arched her back slightly, a low gasp escaping as the growth hit her glutes, those cheeks swelling into giant, muscular orbs, round and firm, the sensation like a lover's caress from within, building pressure that made her hips buck gently.

"Ahh... my ass... it's... filling out... so full, so powerful... yes..."Chi-Chi wasn't far behind, her own moans harmonizing with Bulma's. Her thighs, those powerful pillars, started quivering, then expanding, muscle piling on muscle, the quads flaring to 34 inches, then 36, the vastus lateralis sweeping out like wings, her hamstrings coiling like steel cables, each growth spurt accompanied by a wet heat building between her legs.

She gasped, her fingers digging into her own flesh as if to hold back the tide, but it only amplified the pleasure, her thick pubic hair brushing against her thighs as they grew, adding a tickling sensation that heightened everything.

"Ahh... it's... it's too much... but don't stop... whatever this is! My legs... they're throbbing... getting so big... mmm, and down there... it's tingling..."

Their heights crept upward, inch by sensual inch, reaching 5'8", then 5'10", their frames elongating with graceful power. Bulma's calves ballooned into diamond-hard 20-inch masterpieces, flexing with every shift of her weight, the muscle bellies rounding out like ripe fruits, veins snaking over them like rivers of fire. Her armpit hair, thick and blue, became more prominent as her arms raised in ecstasy, the growth making her pits deeper, more inviting.

The fabric of her clothes creaked, threads popping one by one as her ass grew to massive proportions, the cheeks clenching and releasing in waves, each pulse sending jolts to her core. She reached back, cupping one cheek, feeling the hardness beneath the soft skin, moaning as the growth intensified, her pubic hair bushy and wild, brushing against her swelling thighs.Chi-Chi's chest heaved, her breaths coming in ragged, pleasurable gasps as her pecs thickened, pushing her modest breasts forward into a 50-inch expanse of power, then 55, the bikini top she wore under her gi straining to contain the swell, the fabric rubbing against her hardening nipples like a teasing touch.

But it wasn't just muscle, it was ecstasy, pure and raw. Her nipples peaked visibly, sending shivers through her body, her hands cupping her growing chest, squeezing as the muscles beneath pulsed and expanded, her thick armpit hair matted with sweat as she raised her arms in bliss.

"Ohhh... it's like... like an orgasm building everywhere... my body's... exploding! My tits... they're so heavy... so sensitive..."The growth accelerated, their frames stretching to 6 feet tall, towering over me now, each inch gained like a slow, building climax.

Bulma's arms hit 22 inches, then 24, massive, veiny peaks that split her sleeves wide open, fabric tearing with a satisfying rip, the sound mingling with her gasps. She flexed experimentally, and the bicep jumped, a softball-sized mound that made her laugh through her moans, her fingers tracing the peak, feeling the heat and hardness.

"Look at this... feel this power... it's incredible! My arms... they're burning... growing so big... ahh, and my pussy... it's so wet..."Chi-Chi writhed on the sand, her calves hitting 22 inches, diamonds of muscle that could crush boulders, her glutes exploding outward to giant proportions, the shorts giving way with a loud tear, exposing the perfect, heart-shaped ass that flexed and dimpled with each spasm, her bushy pubic hair fully revealed, dark and curly, adding to the raw sensuality.

"Ahhh... yes... more... I can feel it... surging... oh god, I'm gonna..." Her voice trailed into a scream of pleasure as the final surge hit, her chest reaching 58 inches, the bikini top barely hanging on by threads, her massive pecs heaving with each breath, nipples erect and begging for touch. The orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her body arching, muscles locking in a full-body flex as she came, juices soaking the sand beneath her, her pubic hair glistening with arousal.Bulma wasn't far behind, her own climax building as her thighs clamped together involuntarily, the friction against her swollen clit, surrounded by her thick blue pubic hair, sending her over the edge.

"It's... too much... I'm... cumming!" she cried, her 24-inch arms flexing hard, veins popping like rivers, her 36-inch thighs quaking as the pleasure ripped through her, her armpit hair exposed in her ecstatic pose. Clothes shredded completely now, tops bursting off to reveal those barely-covered chests, bottoms disintegrating under the **** of their giant glutes and thighs.

They collapsed onto the sand, panting, bodies glistening with sweat and arousal, now amazonian goddesses at 6 feet tall, muscles that dwarfed even the mightiest warriors I'd trained, their natural hair adding to their wild, untamed allure.As they caught their breath, grins spread across their faces. "Whoa... that was... intense," Bulma said, standing up and striking a double biceps pose, her 24-inch peaks exploding, armpit hair thick and inviting under her raised arms.

"What do you think, old man? Like the new me?"Chi-Chi joined in, hitting abs and thighs, her eight-pack rippling, thighs flaring to 36 inches of pure power, her pubic hair bushy and dark between them. "Yeah, check this out!" Then front lat spread, their backs widening like wings, chests at 58 inches straining those bikini tops. They turned for back lat spread, lats flaring out impossibly wide, and finished with back double biceps, those 24-inch arms and giant glutes on full display, armpit hair peeking from the sides.I couldn't take it, nosebleed city, blood spurting as I ogled their teasing poses.

"Heh... you ladies are... too much!"But oh, they were done with my antics. Tired of the peeping and groping, now empowered beyond belief, they turned on me with wicked smiles.

"Time to pay up, perv," Chi-Chi growled, her fiery personality blazing, eyes locked on me like Goku spotting a challenge.Bulma nodded, sauntering over, her inventive mind turning to dominance. "Yeah, let's see how you handle us now. All those sneaky touches? We're gonna crush you, physically and... otherwise."They grabbed me, Chi-Chi undoing my pants with a yank, exposing my rock-hard erection. "Look at that, always ready, huh?" she teased, her hand brushing it lightly, sending shivers through me.

Then they sandwiched me: Bulma from behind, her massive arms wrapping around my torso, those 58-inch pecs and giant breasts pressing into my back like warm steel pillows, her thick armpit hair brushing my shoulders as she hugged tight. Chi-Chi from the front, her own crushing embrace locking in, her 36-inch thighs brushing mine, her abs, oh god, those abs, grinding against my erection, her bushy pubic hair tickling my thighs.

They squeezed, bear-hugging me simultaneously, their muscles swelling as they flexed, the scent of their sweat and arousal enveloping me."Ahh... ladies... easy..." I gasped, but it was heaven and hell. Bulma moaned behind me, her breath hot on my neck as she whispered, "Feel that strength, Roshi? We're just getting started... mmm, your back against my tits... it's making me wet again."

Her giant glutes flexed, pushing her hips forward, sandwiching me tighter, her pubic hair brushing my lower back through the remnants of her clothes.Chi-Chi pressed in from the front, her fiery eyes locked on mine, that protective mama bear turned dominatrix.

"You've been eyeing us for weeks... now take it! All those peeks at our baths, our changing... feel what you've been lusting after." Her abs, etched and hard as diamond, rubbed against my shaft, the ridges teasing me senseless, each flex sending a ripple that stroked me like velvet steel. She felt my erection throb against her, a smirk crossing her lips, her thick pubic hair grazing my tip.

"Mmm... you're loving this, aren't you? Those peeks and touches... payback time. Grind against my abs... feel how hard they are?"They hugged harder, muscles ballooning, Bulma's back lats flaring against me, her 22-inch calves wrapping around my legs from behind, locking me in place. Chi-Chi's thighs clamped my waist, 36 inches of sexy power squeezing just enough to make me wheeze, her armpit hair visible as her arms coiled tighter.

My ribs creaked, the pressure building like a slow, sensual vice, pain mingling with the erotic grind. "Ugh... too... tight..." I groaned, but my hips bucked involuntarily, sliding against Chi-Chi's abs, the ridges now slick with pre-cum.Bulma's moans grew louder, her giant breasts mashing into my back, nipples hard through the bikini, poking like diamonds. "Squeeze him good, Chi-Chi... feel those muscles crushing him? Ohh... my pussy's throbbing... your body's so close..." She flexed her arms harder, 24 inches of power constricting, my ribs popping one by one, crack, crack, as the embrace intensified, but the pleasure from Chi-Chi's grinding drowned the pain.

Chi-Chi laughed breathlessly, her abs flexing rhythmically, each ridge stroking my length like a hand, her pubic hair adding a soft, teasing friction. "Oh yeah... he's about to blow... keep hugging, Bulma... crush him while I milk him with my body." Her thighs tightened, waves of muscle rolling over me, her breaths hot against my face.The pressure built to unbearable heights, their bodies like living sculptures of power and sensuality, scents overwhelming, sweat, musk from their hairy pits and pubes, arousal thick in the air.

I couldn't hold back, their combined power, the sensual crush, it overwhelmed me. With a cry, I ejaculated, hot spurts coating Chi-Chi's abs, sliding down those etched lines, pooling in her navel amid her pubic hair. She ground harder, moaning, "Yes... give it all... feel my strength taking it from you!" milking every drop, her own body quivering with dominance, juices dripping from her as she neared her own peak. My ribs screamed, fully broken now, but the ecstasy made it worth it. They held me like that for minutes, easing only when I slumped, gasping, their embraces lingering with aftershocks of flexes and grinds.We waited a bit longer this time, me recovering on the sand, ribs aching but healing slowly from my own reserves, them towering over me like goddesses, stroking each other's muscles sensually, fingers tracing veins and hair.

Soon enough, I was hard again, and they weren't done. "Round two," Bulma purred, inventive as ever, her blue pubic hair glistening. She straddled my face slowly, lowering her soaked pussy onto my mouth, the thick bush framing her folds like a wild invitation. "Eat up, old timer... taste what your peeping got you." I dove in eagerly, tongue parting her hairy lips, lapping at her sweetness, the musky scent intoxicating as her giant thighs locked around my head, 36 inches of muscle threatening to crush my skull, but squeezing just enough to heighten the thrill. She rode my face, hips grinding in slow circles, moans inventive and wild, "Yes... right there... you sneaky perv... lick deeper... mmm, my clit's throbbing..."Chi-Chi mounted me in the Amazon position, her fiery spirit taking charge. She lowered onto my shaft teasingly, her tight walls, surrounded by that dense pubic forest, gripping like a vice, inch by inch enveloping me in wet heat.

"Take it... all of it!" she growled, hips descending fully, her 36-inch thighs flexing as she rode me hard, bouncing with power, her giant glutes slapping down rhythmically, abs rippling with each thrust. I thrust up desperately, but she dominated, inner muscles clenching in waves, milking me senseless. "Feel that? My pussy's stronger than you... ahh... ride me back if you can..." Her armpit hair peeked as she raised her arms in victory, grinding deeper, her pubic hair brushing my base with every downstroke.They rode like that for what felt like hours, moans filling the air, bodies slick and heaving. Bulma came first on my tongue, her thighs clamping hard, "Oh god... yes... drink it all!", juices flooding my mouth amid her bush. Chi-Chi followed, her fiery cries echoing as she bounced faster, "Hyah! Take my power!", her walls pulsing until I filled her with a creampie, hot seed mixing with her arousal.Then they switched, Chi-Chi on my face, her dark pubic hair smothering me as I licked desperately, her thighs squeezing with fiery passion. "Lick harder, perv... make me cum!" Bulma rode me now, her inventive hips swirling in patterns, pussy clenching creatively until she milked another creampie from me, moaning, "Yes... fill me up... my body's taking everything!"Panting, spent, they stood over me. "Whew... that was fun," Bulma said, wiping sweat from her brow.Chi-Chi nodded. "Yeah... and y'know, Trunks and Goten? They're old enough to get their cherries popped. We'll handle that later."Heh... what a day.