Quickie

We jogged across the field to her home. She said that her parents were on a vacation, so we should have the house to ourselves. We stepped into the entry parlor, a plethora of colors and round-shaped rooms awaiting us. "It's good to be young again," she said, slightly out of breath from the trek, "The additional energy feels great and nostalgic! But... these are going to take some getting used-to." She gestured to, and jumped to emphasize her new breasts, "Maybe next time I can ask Shenron to redu-"

"I'm sure you can cope," I responded sternly. I loved them.

She blinked a few times, surprised by my enthusiasm, "Uh, sure." She looked down, furled her brow, and then shrugged. We entered her room, a floating robot followed us in with my tea. I took a sip, it was quite pleasant. We sat on a circular bed, like something out of a love hotel stereotype. I actually didn't remember what Bulma's room (or the rest of the house, frankly) looked like in DBZ, so I internally expected this was probably a mishmash of the source material and Mitsuru's fantasies... like everything else, I suppose.

"So," she asked, sipping her coffee, "What does the rest of your day look like?" she asked. I doubt she has any illusions as to the fact that I'm probably going to have sex with several women who are not her before the end of the day, despite basically already agreeing to come with me and be... one of my concubines.

"Well," I said, preparing myself, "As you said, we're still preparing for the first invasion outbreak. We don't know what's waiting for us, but we're making kinds of preparations anyway," I'm a few thoughts away from a panic attack. I'm not prepared to save the world, dammit. "Today, Mitsuru wants me to go around and... recruit... a bunch of scientists and mechanics to bolster the arsenal in preparation for said outbreak. I think we have like 2 and a half days left, and-"

A soft sensation. Bulma pulled my head into her rack. She had gotten undressed without me noticing, and her body was wonderful from what I could see with my boob-obscured vision, "You're not alone," she said, "You have countless people rooting for you, ready to help you at a moment's notice." I had heard that line before, but I don't think it's sunk in yet. "I know it seems bleak and that you're not the right guy for the job, but believe me: you are. I'm going to do everything in my power to help you carry that burden." It was... nice to hear, but it didn't penetrate deeply.

"In the meantime, however," she said, removing my shirt, "Let's give you some stress relief in the short term, huh?" She yanked off my pants and set my little friend free- It was bigger. My cock was never small, in fact I was always pretty confident in it, but it wasn't like this either. I must be approaching double digits here, if I'm not there already. Was this part of the wish Shenron granted me? Oh man, I hope I didn't piss off the other wives. "Holy shit...." came from the lips of my newest girl, shocking me out of my stupor. Bulma stared at my hentai protagonist cock for a moment before making eye contact with me and an ear-to-ear grin appearing on her face. She climbed on the bed over me and... "Here we go!"

She aligned herself quickly and slowly began impaling herself on my member. Sex... hadn't felt this good yet, either! My dick was never this sensitive, I moaned immediately, my legs tensed up and I gripped the sheets beneath me. "Oh, you liked that, huh?" said my partner. I nodded, slowly acclimating to the new level of pleasure. You know, a wish made upon a giant dragon should be expected to be amazing, but I guess it's not amazing until it actually... amazes you. Bulma started moving again, picking herself up and descending multiple times, her hands pushing against my abdomen for extra lift every time. It was awkward, but methodical. It felt great. She was clearly enjoying herself, making pleased faces and taking frequent breaks for her mind to catch up, too.

But I had a feeling. I felt like... I could be doing this better than her. I saw her form, I saw her technique, and even though it felt great I just knew that I could be fucking her better than she was fucking me. I gritted my teeth and grabbed her waist, eliciting a yelp from her. I spun her onto the bed face-up and stood over her, my spine full of confidence. She looked like she was going to say something, but I was pretty sure that no matter what complaint she was about to make, it wouldn't matter before what I was about to do to her.

I lined myself up as I had many times now (mainly due to time travel marathon sex with Takane) and pushed in, quickly. I didn't shove myself in, and I didn't go slowly. It was a strange middle-ground speed that I knew inherently. Bulma made extremely pleased sounds, I felt a leg curl around me and saw her hands clutch the sheets. She wouldn't say words, but I knew I was clear to keep going. And go I did. Out, in, the woman Bulma vanished in my mind, there was only me and the onahole beneath me. I was enjoying myself, her enjoyment would be a convenient byproduct. I kept going, grabbing hold of her thigh and using it for better lever action. Her moans got louder at that point, and I could tell it was time. I bottomed out, and let loose my load. She mumbled something went limp.

...

I wasn't done. I wasn't satisfied yet. I felt like I could and wanted to cum a lot more and was brimming with energy. Just how much sex power did you give me, Shenron?!? I looked down at the dazed belle beneath me... and resumed fucking her.

The sensation brought her out of her stupor with another yelp. But I wanted to keep going, and go I did.

Another few minutes passed and I let loose another load. "J-Jason, can we call it there? I don't think I can keep going..." I looked at my watch. I had only been in DBZ-Earth for about 40 minutes, it wasn't even 3:00 back home. I didn't know how much of that was sex, but I bet it was 'most'. Suddenly the rest of the day running around acquiring science wives didn't seem so exhausting. Thanks, Shenron.

But I was still kind of unsatisfied, and I guess Bulma could pick up on it, "Listen, stud," she said, pouting in embarrassment, "You're the Star King. You're going to have a legion of concubines one day. Excuuuuse me for not being able to handle an entire harem's worth of sex alone." Now I felt bad.

I sighed and rubbed the back of my head, my dick still rock hard and awkwardly sticking out right in front of me, "Yeah, sorry about that. I guess I'm just high on the wish Shenron gave me. I started to back up and get dressed when- An alarm sounded in the house. It was a foul sound, one that demanded immediate attention from everyone involved.

I looked down for answers, only to see a horrified Bulma, "Oh, no... JASON, RUN!" I followed her instruction and grabbed my clothes, running. A similarly naked Bulma following behind me. I didn't know what we were running from, but considering this was the DBZ world it was probably some multiversal threat or something. We made it outside, the bright sun contrasting with the dim lighting I had just been wrapped in, the sensation of grass below bare feet reminding me of the unknown, terrifying situation. Our destination was the probe. Nothing could follow us if we got to it, after all.

We only made it halfway down the field when the source of the alarm revealed herself. A great impact crater appeared a few yards to my left, the **** of which nearly knocking me off my feet. When the dust cloud dissipated, I began to understand why we were running. A scantily clad female figure emerged from the crater. She had white hair, hot-pink skin, a long tail, and eyes with black sclera adorned with solid red irises.

"I've waited for you for so long, hubby!" came a cheerful, vocally fried voice. And much faster than I could blink, I was whisked away by Android 21, a screaming Bulma quickly shrinking as I was flown away by what was among the scariest women in fiction.