Science'n stuffs!

Ding!

After passing several hard security measures, the elevator finally arrived at its destination.

You walked out with Videl's hair carefully kept in a small zip-lock bags you always carried around for this specific reason.

You didn't want the sample to get mixed up during the transition.

Once the elevator door opened, a single straight line of grey hallway greeted you. You walked acrossed it in a brisk pace and stopped in front of the door.

After reading your iris information, your all 10 fingerprints informations, and your vein information, the doors slid open.

"Welcome, master. Do you have another sample for me?"

Once the door was open, Bulma the Scientist greeted you with a broad smile.

She wore just as you've instructed—nothing apart from the large lab coat that could be easily peeked through and removed whenever you felt like it.

Your eyes roamed over Bulma's exposed pussy and cleavage with a smirk.

"Yes, I do. But before I give you, let me see the last task I've given you."

"Ah, of course."

Bulma led you to a nearby glass cylinder, making sure to sway her hips from side to side with each step.

The cylinder was filled with green bubbling liquid that reminded you of a grape-flavored soda.

Inside the cylinder, a woman with curly blonde hair and red ribbon tied at the back was floating inside.

Her eyes were closed, yet her chest slowly rose and fell, indicating she was simply asleep or comatosed.

"What was this thing's name again? Launch?"

"It's Lunch, it helped me remember to take my meals on time."

Bulma joked and tapped the surface of the cylinder.

"As you've requested, I've cloned her perfectly and also removed the blue-haired persona completely.

This one will stay blonde no matter how many times she sneezes."

"Very good."

You nodded, impressed by Bulma's work.

You still couldn't understand how a normal human could change personality so drastically by simply sneezing.

It was such a unique trait, which was why you've had her DNA stored in this secret lab.

"So, do you want to test her out?"

Bulma asked with a naughty smirk.

Her pussy was wet and dripping feminine juice.

That was one of the many features you have installed on every cloned fuck toys you owned.

Just simply being near you made their body ready and eager for sex with their master.

You looked back at Lunch in the tank.

She was merely one of the results of many experiments you wanted to test out with the original's traits.

But even if you were going to throw this meat bag away, using it first-hand wasn't a loss in any way.

"Yeah, sure. Oh, and here's another sample."

You handed Bulma the hair sample of Videl. Bulma pocketed the zip-lock bag into her coat pocket, then pressed a button on one of the panels.

The warning lights started blaring as the cylinder slowly emptied out the liquid.

Once all of the green fluid was gone, the front hatch opened and Lunch stepped out into the lab.

"...Your slut is ready to serve you, master."

Lunch said in a dull monotone with a salute.

"Interesting. Bulma, did you make her do the..."

You mimed a salute.

Bulma shrugged.

"Not really. I think it has more to do about her background than my work."

"Huh."

You nodded before undoing the belt around your waist. Your pants dropped to the floor and you kicked them aside into the corner.

"Suck my cock."

You ordered.

Lunch immediately knelt down and crawled toward you on her knees.

"Mmmm..."

With one hand around the root of the cock for stability, Lunch took the cock in her mouth and began to move her head up and down.

Slurp, slurp, slurp!

You stood silently, letting the newly awoken slut do her work so that you could evaluate her skills. She wasn't bad, persay, but she wasn't great either—a solid 3/5 material.

But then, you felt another pair of hands rest on the back of your legs.

"Excuse me~"

"?!"

You flinched as a soft, warm tongue pressed between your ass.

Bulma, with a naughty grin, buried her face between your cheeks and lapped her tongue around your asshole.

"What are you—"

You tried to demand an explanation, but Bulma shoved her tongue inside and you were cut short by your own grunt.

You could feel Bulma's lips curl up, pressed against your skin. Even while you grunt and tremble, you've decided to punish her dearly for this.

The oral sandwich between two women brought the climax much faster than usual.

You grabbed both women on their heads and pressed them closer as you came.

Lunch didn't make any reaction of distress as her mouth was suddenly filled with sticky cum. She simply gulped them down while making sure her mouth had some of them remaining.

Once you were done and allowed the slaves to pull away, Bulma crawled toward Lunch with a seductive grin.

"Come here, you! Give mommy some too."

"Mmmph, hmnng...!"

Bulma and Lunch locked lips together.

Bulma's hand drifted over to Lunch's pussy and gently rubbed it, drawing out small moans from the blonde.

As soon as her mouth was open, Bulma coiled her tongue around Lunch's and scooped up their master's cum into her mouth.

You watched the two girls make out until Bulma pulled away, swiping her hand over the thin line of saliva off her mouth.

"Are you done?"

"Yes, I'm—"

Once Bulma confirmed she was done, you roughly yanked her close by her hair and slapped her hard across the cheek.

Slap!

And then again.

Slap!

You thrust Bulma back down on the ground and sighed.

"Hhh...haaahh...♡"

Instead of getting intimidated or scared, Bulma was more aroused than ever by the rough double slap.

She trembled violently on her knees and huddled closer to you with a smile.

"Y-yes, master...th-this slut has been such a naughty bitch...please punish me harder~♡"

In response, you aimed your cock at her mouth.

At first, Bulma was puzzled. Then she realized what you were planning, and with a shiver of excitement, eagerly opened her mouth.

Fsssssh!

Golden liquid poured onto Bulma's mouth.

The urine splashed all over her face and even her tits, but Bulma couldn't care less as she eagerly gulped down her master's waste like a human toilet.

Once you were done, Bulma greedily licked the last few drops from the floor and looked up with eager eyes.

"Please, more...this slut needs to be punished some more...!

This bitch was so lonely all alone down here...all the dumb slut could think about was Master's cock and cum...!"

Bulma let out a sultry moan as she furiously fingered both of her holes.

As you watched, Bulma's eyes rolled up and her body shuddered. A sprinkle of pussy juice splashed onto the laboratory floor.

"You want me to punish you that bad, hmm?"

"Y-yessh...please, master..."

You smirked.

"Well...unfortunately for you, if you want it, then it's not really a punishment, is it?"

"P-pardon?"

Before Bulma could make sense of your words, you grabbed her by the hair once more and dragged her across the lab.

You threw her onto a chair, flung off the lab coat, and then strapped her arms and legs around the chair.

By now, Bulma had realized what you were going to do.

"W-wait, master—"

With a horrified look, she tried to beg for mercy. However, you were having none of those for today.

You fetched a wiffle gag and shoved it in Bulma's mouth, silencing her apart from moans and yelps.

As Bulma stared at you with pleading, tearful eyes, you dragged a large sex machine to the hem of the chair.

"You can start dissecting the sample I gave you once the machine is done. I'll set it to...ah, 24 hours. It's only 6 hours longer than before, right?"

"MMMPPPHH!!"

Bulma struggled violently in her restrain straps, but all of her efforts were in vain.

As soon as you turned on the machine, the two dildos shoved themselves into Bulma's holes and pistoned in and out at top speed.

Leaving Bulma screaming and crying for help, you turned to Lunch.

"Follow me. I'll take you to the head maiden and you'll learn the basics of serving me for your lifetime."

"Yes, master."