Chapter 2

PLAP! PLAP!

PLAP! PLAP!

“Ahn! Ahn! Ahn! Mashhhttaaarr!” Bulma screamed as I drove her to another orgasm while I released another load inside her six month-pregnant pregnant cunt.

She’s become an obedient, happy slutslave thanks to my special training.

And thanks to her sharp intelligent mind being mostly intact. I’ve been upgraded quite a bit, thanks to more nanomachines, and a series of scientific breakthroughs made by her I’ve been granted gorilla arms from Cyberpunk, increasing my strength by a hundred ten percent.

By now I could probably handle Nappa without too much of an issue.

Vegeta might be a close fight though… but I don’t think he’d be a huge threat as long as I could beat him before he went into his Oozaru form.

Well… maybe… I might need more upgrades before I fight them. Not that I’ll need to fight them anytime close. I still have like six or seven years before they arrive, I think…

So with that in mind, it’s time I lend my attention to another woman who needs to learn her place as my obedient cocksleeve…

“I need you to distract your old man Bulma, you can do that for Master, yeah?”

The blue-haired girl blinked tilting her head to the side before flashing me a grin, her collar jingled a bit as she nodded happily.

“I can keep him busy for weeks if I let him borrow the black orb.” She mused grinding her milk leaking tits against my chest. “That won’t be a problem, will it Master?”

I hummed a little before shaking my head. “Nah, Let him have some crumbs while I fuck his wife into a pregnant cock-drunk mess.”

Bulma squeaked as I pushed my hips forward, driving my cock into her cunt. “I’m too horny to settle for just one slutslave after all.”

I need at least three…

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Doctor briefs accepted the bribe of new kinds of tech eagerly, and I ensured that Bulma gave him enough to research for a month or two at the very least.

He didn’t put up much of an argument when his heavily pregnant daughter pushed him back into his private lab either.

I grinned excitedly as I walked through the Briefs household… hunting for the blond-haired Milf known as Bikini Briefs.

And found her I did, with her tight blue jean pants around her ankles, her panties pushed to the side and her fingers slamming themselves into her hairy cunt. “Mff~ Mgfffnn~” Her other hand was covering her mouth, muffling those sweet moans of hers as she masturbated in her room.

I guess listening to Bulma and I fuck like rabbits was getting to the mature woman, heh.

I watched her head fling itself back as she came, her whole body spasmed and twitched, I continued to watch her through the cracked door.

she probably hadn’t shut it all the way when the urge for sexual relief hit her, which wasn’t a problem for me, I could enjoy the show before I stripped outside her room, grinning ear to ear before I opened the door and watched her face go from relieved to outright fear… and embarrassment as her eyes moved down my body to the rigid monster cock that she had hardened with her special show.

“Eh?!” She squeaked loudly when I was already pinning her against the bed thanks to my enhanced speed. I was already pinning her hands above her head and my throbbing cock grinding away against her cunt.

“N-No!” She whined wiggling against me and bucking her hips against my crotch, which only excited me more.

Her eyes widened, and she let out the loudest groan of sexual satisfaction I’ve ever heard from a woman when I punched her cervix with a single thrust of my hips. Her legs locked instinctively around my waist as I started to move, rocking the bed with my thrusting, letting the headboard slam against the wall as her moans and soft gasps filled the bedroom.

I released her hands in favor of wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her closer into my muscular body. She wrapped those arms around me, clawing my back as I forced myself into her womb. She screamed in my ear, cumming again while enjoying the feeling of a real man inside her.

PLAP! PLAP!

PLAP! PLAP!

Though her cumming didn’t stop me from beating her womb into submission. “Get pregnant! Get pregnant!-” I repeated my chant as I buried my face into her neck, leaving a few bitemarks here and there to show that she was my property now.

Finally, I released my pent-up load inside her, sending her into a spiraling mess of orgasms and euphoria.

She looked pretty dazed when I finally pulled out of her, letting a few ropes land on her stomach. 

“You better get ready babe… cause the next few months will be the best you’ll ever experience.”

All I got from her was a whine and soft whimpers… but that mattered little to me. Not when I was in control.

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I tugged on their leashes, the soft moonlight bearing down on us as the mother and daughter combo crawled at my side, their faces flushed with embarrassment and humiliation as their fat naked asses wobbled as they moved on all fours.

Their nude forms looked good under the moonlight.

Mother and Daughter moved perfectly in sync with one another, their eyes meeting each other and then the hardy throbbing mast of meat they were addicted to… well Bulma was addicted to it, Bikini was well on her way to addiction though.

Another month of training and she’ll be an eager cock slurping cock whore like Bulma…

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“Cumming!” Bikini whined loudly from underneath my thrusting hips. “I-I’m cumming!” Her arms tightened around me as I battered her womb. Training her had been fun, not as fun as training Bulma, but still quite fun.

PLAP! PLAP!

PLAP! PLAP!

Speaking of which… Bulma looked like she was about to burst, even as she was cuffed to the Sybian: an electric saddle that is. A powerful masturbatory device for women… and for obedient slutslaves.

Though I had set it high enough for her to enjoy… but not high enough to let her cum. Which was driving the pregnant girl crazy as she ground her hips against it, whimpering and whining through the gag I had placed in her mouth.

“Come on Bikini, You need to make me cum more than that else Bulma might go crazy from a lack of orgasms.” I teased the mother, before prying her cervix open, slamming the head of my dick into the back wall of her womb.

She screamed just as loudly as her slutty daughter.

“Cumming again? You and your daughter are nothing but sluts!” I grinned, punching her womb a few more times before pressing her face into the pillow. “Though! I love sluts who know their place!” I growled swarming her womb with my seed as I felt that load being released.

Bikini’s muffled cries of pleasure elated the high of pleasure I was feeling right now.

I helped her with another orgasm as I started to feel my own starting to gush from my crotch.

“Fuck…” I grunted finally pulling out of her and watching my seed drool from between her legs. “You’re starting to get where your place is Bikini… Good girl.”

The woman whimpered, twitching from the amount of orgasms I had allowed her to have, her body spasming and twitching, she was panting in exhaustion.

She looked satisfied though, the faint smile on her lips meant she was enjoying her slut training.

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I leaned back into the recliner, a bottle of wine beside me and a cup of it in hand, tonight was good. Tonight was really good.

Bikini and Bulma stood right before me, both dressed in cow-kinis complete with collars. Bikini with a bright red collar, and Bulma with a black one, both were complete with a bell attached to them.

Their tits bounced and wobbled as they moved to the floor, crawling over to me with their eyes glued to my exposed meat rod.

Bikini though had some hesitation, her eyes darted to the door, where her husband lay just barely within reach, as if hoping he would step through the door.

Fat chance of that ever happening though… Hah!

I snapped my fingers getting her attention, Bulma was already slobbering on her side of my dick and Bikini was slacking.

Though she lowered her head before crawling next to her second daughter before joining her in drooling on my cock…

I sipped my wine and leaned back into the recliner, enjoying two mouths slurping on my cock with a special kind of vigor.

Bikini took some time but like daughter, like mother, she fell in line quickly enough, moaning like a whore, just like Bulma…

I grunted loudly, pushing my hips forward, instinct overwhelming me as the two slaves buried their faces further into my crotch.

Two mouths soaked my rod in saliva, eager now for the seed being built up at its base.

“That’s right…”

I grunted loudly before showering them both with a heavy load of jizz. I took a sip of my wine, finishing it with an arrogant grin on my face.

“Gonna have to make me cum a few more times, sluts…”

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- Months later -

PLAP! PLAP!

PLAP! PLAP!

“Ahn! Ahn! Ahn!” Bikini whined as I pushed her head into the pillow, grunting like a beast while I enjoyed beating her pregnant cunt again for the third time today.

Her red collar bounced against her neck, a nice contrast of colors next to Bulma’s black collar. Three months pregnant, and only now starting to show.

She gave in quickly once she realized that her husband was now too busy with the small trickle of technology Bulma was feeding him to keep him in a self-imposed exile in his personal laboratory. 

“Master!” Bikini screamed into the pillow. “Master! Master! Master!” She whined excitedly, grinding her ass against my crotch as I playfully spanked, earning a small scream of pleasure from the blond-haired woman.

PLAP! PLAP!

PLAP! PLAP!

Mashing my teeth together I slammed myself into her one more time and released my seed all over my unborn children.

Bulma stepped inside the room I had conquered for myself. Our baby latched to her tit and her black collar hanging snuggly around her throat.

“Master~” She chirped happily as she placed our kid inside their crib before climbing into bed with her mother and me, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into a deep, french kiss with plenty of tongue.

“My sister will be arriving back home in a few months from a space trip…” She cooed, her eyes moving to my rod still lodged inside her pregnant mother. “I just received her message while I was working on your upgrades.”

“That right?” I asked curiously with a growing grin, I happily wrapped an arm around the mother of my first child, now grinning ear to ear as I pulled her closely. “I guess I should welcome her to the family too…

And that’ll give me plenty of time to knock Bulma up again too.

I grinned devilishly while pushing Bulma onto the bed, next to her mother. The well-trained mother pushed her ass up into the air, grinning happily with her legs spread.

“Is Master going to knock me up again?” Bulma cooed loudly, excitedly even.

“Do you wanna be knocked up again Bulma?” I grinned rubbing her ass with a hand as I continued to move my hips against her mother’s cunt. The blue-haired slutslave nodded with a horny grin.

“Yes, please! I… I loved being pregnant!”

My lips twitched in amusement. “Fine but you’ll need to work hard at making those upgrades for me.”

“Yes, Master! Anything for you!”

I nearly laughed as Mother and daughter begged for my seed afterward. They were just too amazing at being my sluts.

“Don’t worry bitch, I’ll knock you up as many times as I want.” Bulma squeaked as I slapped her ass.”


“Ngghh! Thank you, Master! Thank you!” Bulma screamed as she came, feeling myself slamming straight into her womb after I left Bikini’s pregnant cunt.

Bikini and Bulma will be reunited with their family member, Tights soon enough.

And all three will enjoy being my slutslaves…

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With blurry eyes and a parched throat, I found myself in a strange yet vaguely familiar place. A slight pain in my chest pushed me to sit up to rub it a little.

The sky was just a bit too bright, and the grass was a tad too green, everything had this cartoony feel to it, and the mountains that surrounded me were just way too smooth from where I could see them. 

Though once I again I noted that this was all too familiar, like I hadn’t seen it since I was a kid and forgot about it, but now it lay at the tip of my tongue.

The dinosaurs minding their own business though, that certainly brought something back from the depths of my memories.

Dragon Ball…

Not Dragon Ball Z, but… Dragon Ball.

I clutched my chest as I tried to calm myself down, I felt myself beginning to hyperventilate, the panic attack settling in as I punched myself in the jaw, which hurt… quite a bit, but not as much as it would if I were to say get punch by Goku, or Yamcha…

I shook my head as I forced myself to stand on weakened legs.

I was a weak human in a world where monsters would be attacking this earth in a few years, Demon King Piccolo… Sayians, Majin Buu…

But… I don’t have to deal with any of those.

I can get power the easy way. Become a Hero through science… Yeah.

Yeah, YEAH!

The power of science can also get me plenty strong! I don’t need to waste years trying to train at all!

I’ll need them, the dragon balls!

Sure I was less scared now, finding them would still be dangerous, yeah, but, now that it’s coming back to me, finding them shouldn’t be too hard.

At least it won’t b a problem till the red ribbon army starts poking their heads into the plot. But by then… yeah, by then I shouldn’t need to worry about them.

Oh yeah… Red Ribbon army… 18 and 17, they were pretty damn strong… weren’t they?

I bet if I was like them I’d be able to fight an army. However, I don’t want to give up being fully human. Maybe there’s something else I can do to get incredibly powerful?

I flexed an arm before frowning.

I know who I can go to though, the genius Bulma Briefs…

If anyone could make me stronger it’ll be her.

I rubbed the back of my head and sighed, the fear was still there, I mean I was still shaking in place as death was pretty much hanging over my head no matter what I did. Though I admit there was something else too…

The idea of a collared Bulma bouncing on my cock and calling me Master was more than just a little stimulating, I admit.

Though… why stop at just Bulma? Her mother isn’t that bad-looking, and her sister is also kind of hot. There’s also 18…

I grinned with a hard chuckle leaving my lips. “Alright then… I’ll try my hand at making Bulma my bitch all the while she’s making me the strongest human in the universe, literally.”

Though first… I’ll need the dragon balls.

I’m somewhere in the mountains, so I might be close to Kid Goku’s place, as long as I don’t get seen and wait till the lil Saiyan isn’t home, nabbing the four-star ball wouldn’t be too impossible, then I can just hop over to West City and ask Bulma for the Dragon radar… or at least ask her to make one if she hasn’t already started on it yet.

I felt my grin grow on my face as the hard-on in my pants twitched excitedly.

“Oh, living here might not be too terrible after all.”

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~ Month’s Later ~

Dangerous. It was the only thing I could call this world, once I started my search for the dragon balls, everything clicked into place.

Memories of watching Goku collecting them sort of slid out of the recesses of my mind and I found them all quite easily.

But I did it. All seven dragon balls lay at my feet all without the help of the dragon ball radar. I thought I’d fail with how dangerous the journey was, I came close to dying more times than I ever wanted.

However, the dragon balls were worth the risk.

“DRAGON ARISE!”

My grin never left my face as a storm rolled in, the dragon balls pulsed with blinding light and the awareness of how much canon I was about to fuck up rested on my shoulders.

However, plowing Bulma and making her my bitch was a fruit of sin I desperately needed right now.

I eyed Shenron with a grin as he descended from wherever he was hiding.

“State your Wish.”

“I wish for a device that holds all Knowledge in Universe 7!”

Lightning cracked and thunder roared around me. For a second I feared that the wish would be rejected, after all this particular Shenron wasn’t the one made by Kami, not Dende.

Though that fear was unfounded as a black sphere the size of my palm appeared before me. 

Its metallic surface was cold to the touch, and the blue neon lines that traveled through its surface pulsed with an otherworldly aura.

“Your wish has been granted.”

I watched the dragon vanish, and the dragon balls shoot into the sky and in different directions.

“Should Goku ever find out about this. I’m fucked, in the worst way possible.” I said that, but I couldn’t help but chuckle at the black orb in my hand.

Bulma would love to get her hands on this. I’m sure of it.

“It’s been a few months since I started this journey for power, but now I can head over to West City and lord my superior advantage over Bulma for sexual favors!”

… I’m sure I would have gotten some weird looks if I had spoken that out loud in public.

No fucks given though! Let's head to West City now!

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West City
~ Capsule Corps ~

It took some time, but I was now standing under the one and only Capsule Corporation building. It honestly didn’t feel real to me, despite living in this world for some time now, my target was just beyond these walls.

I did my best to calm myself, it wouldn’t do well to be found having a panic attack, or a hard on when I’m this close to violating Bulma.

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I found the entrance to the lab pretty easily, and I could see the small, teenage genius hovering over a small metal object on a desk.

I could only assume that it was the future dragon radar.

Her ass was pushed outward, I could make out a pair of white panties just barely out of view and plump thighs as she growled loudly.

“Come on you stupid thing!” She slammed her hands on the poor desk in growing frustration.

I’m guessing she hasn’t figured out how to make the radar work yet… I guess I could help her out, for a favor… Heh.

“Are you Bulma Briefs?” I asked after clearing my throat, the blue-haired teenager jumped a bit as she whipped around to face me.

“Who the hell are you?! How’d you get in here?!”


I held my hands up defensively “Don’t sweat the details, I have something that could help you, that is the both of us out.” I pulled the tome of knowledge from my pocket. “This thing has every bit of knowledge in this universe. Thanks to the dragon balls.”

That got her attention. She froze and gave me the sexiest glare she could. “I want to get stronger, This thing can help me but I’m just not smart enough to do it myself. Hell, I’d be willing to lend it to you too, for a small favor.”

Her face went red as the double meaning wasn’t lost on her. “P-Pervert!” She wasn’t wrong, even now I was undressing her with my eyes.

“A bit of service is a small price to pay for knowledge, I mean, you could finish whatever it is you’re working on right now with the knowledge in this metal orb.” I explained carefully, snaking an arm around her shoulders. She shuddered against my touch, but she didn’t push me away as her eyes focused on the orb of knowledge.

“Y-You promise?” She asked after a moment or two of silence.

I nodded, moving a hand to cup a handful of tit. “I promise.” Though I wouldn’t be using any protection, so if she got knocked up, well… she’s a genius, she’ll figure something out.

She let out a soft growl as she pushed aside her pride for the sake of knowledge…

“A-Alright…”

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PLAP! PLAP!

PLAP! PLAP!

Raw unprotected sex was the best. “Ahn! Ahn! Ahn! Y-You’re being too rough!” I bounced my hips against Bulma’s cunt, Her screams twisted between pleasure and annoyance. Mostly pleasure though, my experience overshadowed her.

Her body writhed and shuddered as we made a mess on her bed, her toes curling as she experienced another orgasm thanks to my dick pummeling the back wall of her womb.

I grunted loudly though, I was getting close to cumming too.

I had her pinned down in a mating press, her legs bounced against my shoulders as I finally erupted inside her.

My whole body spasmed as I dumped load and after load inside her unprotected womb.

Bulma went limp, twitching as sleep overtook her…

I grinned as I rolled over and pulled her closer, letting her use my chest as a pillow.

We’re just getting started though…

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Bulma twitched in front of me, on her hands and knees, with her mouth gagged and her nude form on full display, the collar jingled around her neck 

I tugged on the leash a little, while I toyed with the dial connected to the vibrating dildo lodged inside her cunt, sending her into a squealing, cumming mess right before my eyes.

She’s going to be such a willing cock-loving slut by the time we make it back home…

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I got my first upgrade today. Using the Tome of Knowledge, Bulma was able to produce powerful nanomachines, which would gather Ki for me passively, learning how to fire Ki blasts though would take a bit of practice, though flying was easy to perform. I had a more streamlined and more advanced version of what eighteen and seventeen had.

Another dose of nanomachines would be injected into my muscles, strengthening them to a great degree at a later date… for now, I was currently rewarding Bulma with a ride on a sybian, an electric saddle that is. The blindfolded, gagged teen squirmed uncontrollably as she was edged to the brink of orgasm, only to have it slip from her fingers.

She whined helplessly, her hands and ankles were cuffed to the saddle, so she couldn’t leave it. And I got to enjoy her euphoric face and nude form shuddering from a lack of orgasms.

Only good girls who beg for Master’s cock can cum~

Heh…

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“You’ve become quite the docile slut.” I muttered, burying myself inside her for the third time today.

“Ngh! ❤ I-I have not Master!~” She squealed as I slid straight into her eager womb, burying my face into the pit of her arm as I held her by her slowly swelling stomach, It had been a few months of nonprotected sex so feeling it expanding and growing wasn’t too much of a surprise really.

“Nah, you’re definitely my eager cock loving whore, aren’t you Bulma?” I remarked spearing her cunt with an eager thrust of my hips, which sent her into a messy orgasm.

“I-I am! I really am!” she caved quickly with a dumb slutty grin on her face. “I’m Master’s cock loving whore!”

I gave her head a pat and nodded as I sucked on her armpit, grinning as I felt myself ready to explode inside her once more.

“You won’t try to stop me from fucking your mother, will you? You’re such a good girl and all, yeah?”

The blue-headed teen squealed loudly as her legs gave out. “N-No Master! You’re the one in charge of this household!”

I grinned pulling away from her armpit and nodded, letting her squeal and moan as she moved and wiggled her hips of her own free will. Her body is now a devoted temple to my seed and bastard offspring…

“I’m gonna knock up your mother too ya know? I’ll collar her and make her a pregnant cow for my personal use, You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Sucking master’s cock with your mother?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Bulma shouted as I erupted inside her, dumping a load inside her trained teenage body as I leaned backward in the recliner I was fucking her in.

She doesn’t even care anymore… Well, I guess that’s great news for me.

“I’ll keep fucking you real good, you just keep making me stronger and be a good Momma, okay?”

“Y-Yes M-Master!”