COMMISSION: DBZ - Devil's Daughter

Author's Note: I'm back! Sorry for the wait! My batteries died, leaving me out of power, and there was a whole clusterfuck of annoyance with trying to purchase, and return, new ones. But I've got a slap-fix for now and, after not having been able to work for a couple weeks, managed to quickly turn this bad boy out before the end of the month!

Based loosely on this pic, this is a story taking place circa season 7 of Dragon Ball Z, with a bit of a twist -- Gohan (and maybe everyone?) is female, and... well, everyone has dicks, of course. Enjoy!

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‭Block, block, block, parry, duck, block, sidestep–!

“Is that really all you’ve got? You really think you can keep up with my daughter using moves like those?” Chi-Chi continued to advance with each word, unleashing a barrage of straightforward, yet potent attacks. To Videl’s frustration, it was clear that the older woman was holding back – not going at her top speed, and cutting combinations short before finishing blows. Keeping Videl always on her back foot, without defeating her outright.

The two fought in the training grounds behind the house where Chi-Chi, Gohan, and Goten lived, a flat, sandy lot free of obstacles or distractions. No longer much use for fighters like Vegeta, Piccolo, or Android 18, but a perfectly acceptable battlefield for two skilled humans. Videl’s relationship with Gohan had, as weeks turned to months, grown more intense, with Videl providing constant mental (and increasingly, physical) challenge to the adult daughter of Chi-Chi and the distantly-deceased Goku. With that challenge, though, and that intimacy, it had become time for Videl to endure a challenge of her own, this one at the hands of her girlfriend’s mother.

“You’re… I d-don’t…!” Videl was already breathing heavily, but couldn’t come up with a suitable excuse. What could she say? That Chi-Chi was too fast, too skilled, or that Videl didn’t understand her technique well enough to come up with a proper counter? Sure, like thatwould impress her. She had to think of something, though – she was the daughter of Hercule Satan, after all – and maybe that was just the inspiration she needed.

Blocking an incoming punch with her arm, she took the opportunity to duck, keeping herself stable on one foot while sweeping outward with the other, casting a spray of sand out towards the older woman, forcing her to either get the irritating granules in her eyes, or sacrifice her offensive momentum to block them. Before seeing the outcome, Videl took a risk, anticipating that Chi-Chi would go for the high block, and following up with a crouching right cross to the abdomen, one that should make contact if Videl’s gambit paid off.

To Videl’s (brief) delight, Chi-Chi did block the sand-attack with a sweep of her sleeve, leaving her abdomen exposed for the follow-up attack. What Videl had failed to anticipate was the sheer difference in speed and skill between Gohan’s mother and herself – Chi-Chi whirled in place, falling to a crouch and using her other hand to catch Videl’s fist, using the pigtailed teen’s outstretched arm as leverage to pull her forward, rolling to the ground and planting Videl in a quiteinescapable pin.

“Alright, you’ve got attitude, I’ll give you that,” Chi-Chi tightened her pin, flattening her body against Videl’s. Infuriatingly, she hadn’t broken a sweat, nor did she seem to be breathing heavily. The only thing unusual was a slight pulsation between her thighs, something warm and firm pressing up against Videl, grinding into the younger girl’s smaller, slimmer member, making her squirm with uncertain feelings. “You’re confident, too, something Gohan could certainly use more of. Mmh… I think you may be right for her, after all.”

A slow blush gradually spread across Videl’s face, her body going stiff in more ways than one as she gazed up into Chi-Chi’s dark, discerning eyes. “Um… miss Gohan’s mom, do you think I can get up now…?”

“Oh – yes!” Chi-Chi exclaimed, bouncing backwards with a small blush of her own, not realizing how excited the battle had made her – or how lonely she’d grown after Goku’s death at the hands of Cell. Scratching awkwardly at the back of her neck, she continued, “But I think Gohan’s stronger than you think! You’ll need a little more skill if you’re going to catch her off guard.”

“Gohan’s a big softie – and I’m plenty skilled!” Videl huffed, sitting up, though not reassuming a standing – or fighting – position. It was quite clear that the fight had ended, and that Videl had lost. “You’re just… a little more experienced, that’s all!”

Chi-Chi’s brow furrowed, a look of annoyance overtaking her beautiful, matronly features. “I’m offering to train you, alright? Do you want it or not?”

“Oh – I, I mean – maybe – yes, of course I do! You teach me what you know, then I’ll really show Gohan who the toughest girl in school is!” Videl kipped up onto her feet, hands balled into fists – she was ready to go again, looking as fiercely, stubbornly determined as ever. “You wanna see if I’m worthy of her, but the real question’s gonna be whether or not she’s worthy of me!”

Chi-Chi’s look of aggravation faded, replaced with a small, wistful smirk – Videl was coming to remind her a bit of herself, long ago. She was exactly what Gohan needed. “Alright… let’s talk about your stance. It’s wide, strong, works well for someone like your father, but needs a little more finesse….”

The two clashed, their battle having taken a different context. This was no longer a challenge, but training – more harsh and grueling than the sparring Videl had attempted with Gohan. Now, Chi-Chi wasn’t holding back in the slightest. With Gohan herself helping Goten and Trunks study, Videl and Chi-Chi were able to train long into the evening and even into the night – Videl accepting neither mercy nor respite until she’d mastered the moves she was being taught. It was after midnight when she finally fell unconscious in the hammock outside, but she’d achieved a level of skill she was eager to put to use. She couldn’t wait to show Gohan exactly what she’d learned.

As Chi-Chi made her way back into the house proper, her keen eyes made out a statuesque silhouette dimmed by the moonlight, though the stiff posture and small antennae gave it a quick familiarity. “You’re pushing her quite hard,” came a husky voice from the silhouette.

“Harder than you pushed Gohan, Piccolo?” Chi-Chi arched a brow. The figure stepped towards the house, letting a muscular physique and deep green skin come into clearer view.

“I never said I disapproved.” The namekian’s usual stern expression didn’t falter. “You could go even further, if you wanted – punish failure a bit more severely, maybe. Ensure that Gohan’s courting someone worthy of her time.”

“I’m still not sure if Gohan’s courting her, or if it’s the other way around,” Chi-Chi let out a quiet sigh, “but either way, she needs some proper training. If she’s anything like Goku, Gohan’s going to need someone strong and confident in her life, someone who can take the reins and make sure things get done properly….”

“Like you?”

“I didn’t say ‘like me,’ did I?!” the daughter of the Ox Queen became abruptly incensed, though after a moment to digest the thought, it wasn’t a terrible one. “Though I suppose someone like me makes sense, these saiyans need a firm hand to guide them. If I wasn’t here, Gohan wouldn’t have ever gotten into a school like the one she’s in now! Unfortunately, I can only bring her so far, and I’ll have to pass that responsibility down… someone like Videl isn’t a bad candidate. Her father has money, after all, and–”

“–And she might be able to handle herself if things get bad again,” Piccolo interrupted. “Just because Cell and Frieza are gone, and Vegeta isn’t starting any trouble right this instant, doesn’t mean there won’t ever be another danger to this planet. With Goku gone, it’ll fall to Gohan… and endanger whoever she’s with.”

“Don’t talk about things like that,” Chi-Chi scowled, “we still have you, Vegeta, Krillin, that android woman… the world’s safe without Gohan’s help. Let her at least finish school before some big new disaster comes along.”

While Piccolo’s expression turned grim, the namekian didn’t push the issue. It wasn’t necessary – not just yet – and for now, maybe it was for the best that Gohan be allowed to enjoy some peace and quiet.

o-o-o-o-o-o

When the bell finally rang, Gohan was free at last from another day of high school. Not that she minded it – schoolwork came to her quite naturally, her sharp mind adapting as quickly to academic pursuits as it did to combat. With her nightly adventures as the Great Saiyagirl to keep her active, and the occasional date (however volatile) with Videl Satan, life right now was as simple as it had ever been since she was a child. It almost felt like a reward for what she’d been through – the loss of a parent, along with other friends, all culminating in her final battle against Cell. Was the reward worth all she’d been through? It was hard to say… but at least there was some comfort to be found, now that she’d grown up.

As Gohan began to take the slow walk home, opting not to run or fly in order to keep up appearances, she was greeted by a familiar voice, and a familiar figure running up behind her. “Hey, you! Gohan!” Videl shouted, twin ponytails bouncing behind her as she sprinted to catch up.

“Hey, Videl, what’s up?” Gohan paused and turned, flashing a friendly smile as the other girl caught up. Videl was a bit smaller and slimmer, athletic but not sporting the same level of lean, smooth muscle that years of training had given Gohan. “You look a little tired, did you get enough sleep last night?”

“Enough sleep to kick your sorry butt!” Videl said proudly, flashing a sinister, but genuine, smile. “You and me, we’re gonna spar again, and this time I’m gonna take you out!”

“Gee, I don’t know if that’s a great idea – what if we just went and saw a movie or something, instead? I think there’s a new movie out with your dad, right?”

“You mean ‘Just A Man, But Incidentally The Man Who Defeated Cell, Making Him More Exciting and Impressive,’ starring Hercule Satan?”

“That’s the one!”

“Seen it! Besides, I already told you what I wanna do – I’m gonna fight you! Any location you want, bring it on!”

Gohan let out a nervous giggle, trying to think of a way to stall. This was far from the first time Videl had wanted to spar, and Gohan was always forced to hold back nearly the entirety of her power – if Videl was really going all-out, that might become a bit harder to pull off. Still, she knew better than to pull out if Videl really had her mind set on something. “Euh… I mean, I guess we could do a little light training in the park on the way home, if you want. Goten’s still staying over with–”

“Perfect! Race you there!” Videl’s smile widened, despite her brows being drawn down into a competitive scowl. Barely before the words had left her mouth, she’d taken off in the direction of the park at top speed – outstanding for an ordinary human, but still slow enough that Gohan had to radically slow herself down so as not to rush ahead.

“H-hey! Wait up!”

It was only a few minutes before the two arrived at the park, a secluded place not terribly far from Chi-Chi’s home, a place where Gohan, Goten, and little Trunks often trained together. While Videl had only been here a few times, she was likewise familiar with it, and by the time she’d ‘won’ the race, she stopped and turned in place, a wicked smirk on her pretty face. “Beat you! Just like I’m gonna beat you now!”

“Hey, well, I mean, it was just–” Gohan began, but fell abruptly silent when Videl tugged her baggy white t-shirt up over her head, revealing a black sport-top underneath that hugged to her perky breasts and showed off her flat, toned belly. The girl quickly threw her hands up in a fighting position, narrowing her eyes.

“Well, you just gonna stand there, or are you gonna make the first move? And don’t you dare hold back!”

If only she knew what she meant by that. Still, Gohan was pretty well trapped, and did what she had to do – slipping off her vest and laying down her messenger bag, Gohan was left in a long-sleeved, cream-colored shirt and pleated orange skirt, leaving her still rather overdressed compared to her tentative beau. “Alright, alright! Let’s, ah… let’s see how you handle this!” Taking a step forward, Gohan threw out a test-punch that was intended to fall short of its target, measuring her power and ensuring that she wouldn’t hit Videl too hard if a blow did make contact.

“Hah! Call that a punch? Didn’t even come close!” Videl bantered as she easily sidestepped, closing in with a number of quick strikes that were more intended to get a feel for Gohan’s guard than to actually deal damage. The half-saiyan blocked them in quick succession, counterattacking with a long, slow kick that should be easy enough to dodge, but she noticed something unusual – Videl’s fighting style had changed. Not completely, of course; plenty of the flashy, savage moves she’d learned from Mr. Satan made up the core of her routine, but a few of her movements had been replaced with techniques that were both clever… and familiar.

“Whoa, those are some pretty impressive moves, you must be training pretty hard!” Gohan exclaimed as Videl parried the kick, then flurried forward with a series of attacks from her palms and knees. Fluid, graceful, though more aggressively implemented than when Gohan had first learned the moves… from her mother. “Did you get a new teacher? Some of these techniques are seriously–”

To her great surprise, the moment Gohan spent distracted by her own contemplation was all the opening Videl needed for her final maneuver. Mirroring Chi-Chi’s movements, she evaded Gohan’s half-hearted forward punch, grabbing the other girl’s arm and yanking forward, rolling forward to entrap the half-saiyan in a tight pin – with Gohan laying on her back, and Videl straddling her, fingers interlocked and pelvises pressed tightly against one another. “A real fighter should never let herself get distracted,” Videl teased, “now I’ve got you right where I want you.”

“You want me… on my back?” Gohan giggled nervously, mostly oblivious, but slowly coming to the realization that something family-unfriendly was about to take place. “What, euh, eheh, what do you plan to do with me…?”

“This.” Videl leaned down, planting her lips firmly on Gohan’s in a long, possessive kiss, her hands slipping away from the other girl’s to slide up the saiyan’s shirt. After only a moment of blind exploration, she found Gohan’s breasts – a little fuller than her own, though just as perky – and gently squeezed them, giving the juicy orbs an eager massage. She’d spent far too long thinking about what she’d do with Gohan’s body if she ever got a hold of it, and getting a good feel of those perfect tits had been high on the list since day one. “Mmmnnh….”

“Ahh-h – w-what are you doi– mmhpphhhn…!” Gohan moaned, taken aback by the very sudden advance, though she couldn’t deny that Videl’s touch – invasive as it was – excited her. More than it excited her, though, it seemed to excite Videl, and Gohan could already feel the other girl’s slender penis rising to full life, throbbing against her, so close to Gohan’s own girldick that the slightest bit of shifting would bring the two into direct contact… a slight bit of shifting that Videl quickly set into motion. Gohan bit back a moan when their members collided, her own now beginning to stiffen as well, the groping and the closeness and the kissing getting her riled up much more quickly than expected. “V-Videl….”

“Shh, don’t ruin it,” Videl whispered back against Gohan’s lips, stealing another hungry kiss as her hips rolled forward, pushing her hardened shaft up against the other girl’s through the fabric of their panties, Gohan’s skirt having rode up enough to reveal the white garments in full. “You’re mine, now. I’m claiming you as my own.”

“...O-okay…?” Gohan gulped, kissing back hesitantly, then biting her lip as Videl sat up, straddling her properly now, though with their stiff girlcocks still rubbing and bumping up against one another. Stretching upwards, Videl stripped off her little black top, letting her perky breasts jiggle free of their casing, then leaned down to aggressively remove Gohan’s shirt, dipping her head down to take one firm nipple into her mouth the instant they were exposed. “Are, um… are you sure we should be doing this here…?”

“Don’t be a baby,” Videl scolded, gently closing her teeth around one of Gohan’s nipples and tugging lightly at it, hands back to fondling and cradling the half-saiyan’s soft tits, still grinding her cock back and forth against the other girl’s, feeling it increase in size until its greater size became more obvious. “I haven’t even gotten your cock in me, yet.”

“Right, I… guess I hadn’t taken that into consideration…” Gohan stammered, but Videl wasn’t slowing down – she knew what she wanted, and now she felt like she’d earned it, with Gohan’s lack of explicit refusal serving as sufficient consent.

“But first, let’s get some use out of having you pinned!” Videl stole another quick kiss, then sat up a bit more, tugging down her tiny black shorts and the panties beneath them, exposing her smooth, sleek girldick, ragingly erect and only slightly below average in size – but that seemed to serve as only an indicator of her arousal, not what she intended to subject Gohan to, just now. “You’re gonna have to eat your veggies before you get dessert, young lady.”

“Veggies–?” Gohan began to murmur, only for Videl’s meaning to become quite clear when she crawled forward and crouched down over Gohan’s face, bringing the half-saiyan’s lips and tongue into direct contact with the snug, sensitive pink hole of Videl’s ass. “Mmphh…!” Gohan let out a muffled cry of surprise, uncertain how to proceed but quickly adapting. After all, she and Videl were dating, and while she hadn’t expected the next step to be taken quite so abruptly, she had no real qualms with giving the petite, pigtailed beauty exactly what she wanted. Bringing both hands to the smaller girl’s hips, Gohan held gently to them as her tongue slithered free of her mouth, teasing and swirling around the tight pucker of Videl’s asshole, causing it to tense and shudder with excitement – along with Videl’s dick, which was now laying fully across Gohan’s face, throbbing contently, her smooth sack resting on the half-saiyan’s nose.

“Mmhn… ooh, oh yeah, right there… get me all wet for your big dick…” Videl groaned, pinning her knees on either side of Gohan’s head, giving herself enough stability to reach back and tug the Z-fighter’s panties aside, finally freeing her thick, hard cock to the open air of the shady park opening. Careful to keep her balance as she rode the other girl’s face, Videl began to slowly stroke her hand up and down that smooth shaft, in rhythm with the slow, back-and-forth bucking of her own hips, constantly encouraging Gohan to keep going, to keep using that clumsy tongue of hers to pleasure Videl’s eager, sensitive backdoor. “Unhh! You like that, you little bitch?”

Bitch?! Gohan thought, though the sentiment came out verbally as something more like “M-mrhmph?!” Videl was seriously taking control – was ‘winning’ a sparring match all she needed to unlock this side of her? It was unexpected, but definitely exciting, and Gohan had no difficulty staying completely erect for Videl’s swiftly massaging fingers. Not letting herself be distracted, she immersed herself in Videl’s ass, letting her tongue swirl around the little hole, leaving it tense and glistening, before gradually starting to push the tip inside, fingers still digging gently into the other girl’s hips. “Mmrhhn….”

Videl’s free arm reached down to hold Gohan’s shoulder, helping to keep herself steady as the other reached back to continue its steady stroking. There was a perverse joy bubbling up inside of her – not only from the pleasure of Gohan’s mouth enslaved to her ass, but from the sight of the other girl’s face trapped between her thighs, dark eyes at once pleading for air, and submitting to the new dynamic Videl had manufactured. “Nnnh… yeah, fuck yeah… lick me everywhere, slut…” Videl bit her lip as she shifted her hips backwards slightly, moving so that her smooth balls were now in Gohan’s mouth, cock propped sideways so that its pulsating tip now laid next to the other girl’s eye.

Despite some initial uncertainty, Gohan took to her new role with redoubled dedication, moving in sync with the rocking of Videl’s hips – sucking gently on the other girl’s balls, then bringing her tongue to play against Videl’s asshole, changing tactics based on whichever was closer to her mouth at the time. Her hands slid downwards slightly, now no longer on the smaller girl’s hips, but on her ass, squeezing and spreading the pert cheeks to give her tongue better access, letting her probe deeper, explore further, before bringing her lips back to Videl’s sack and the base of her aching girldick. “Mmgghh, glllmn–!”

“Hahhh… nnn… alright, that’s enough… I need you inside me,” Videl’s voice was almost feral with lust, having been sufficiently teased into a frenzy and now needing satisfaction – of the ‘hard, deep’ variety. Gohan gasped for breath as she finally stood up off of her face, but Videl spent barely a moment idle. She scooted downward, tugging Gohan’s panties off completely, unfastening the little orange skirt before turning around and lowering herself down, bringing the slick, tingling button of her rear entrance into contact with the throbbing head of Gohan’s girlcock.

“Euuhhh…h-haaah…!” Gohan gasped, eyes going wide, mouth agape as Videl slowly pushed down, her ass swallowing inch after inch of the other girl’s hard cock. Gohan could only stare in awe as the entire thing gradually disappeared up that tight little hole, Videl’s slim girldick bobbing and shuddering just above it, just a dripping ornament now as Videl put her backdoor to work. “Videl, you’re… y-you’re so….”

“So what, Gohan?” Videl leaned down, planting both hands on Gohan’s shoulders to keep her pinned, easing her hips up before settling them down again, taking on a slow, controlled rhythm to give her asshole a moment to stretch, relax, and adjust. “What am I, huh?”

“Uhh, pretty, that’s all! And, uh, you feel really nice…!”

Videl narrowed her eyes, unsure what she’d expected, but finally finding the answer acceptable. “Mmn, you haven’t even seen nice, yet,” she purred, leaning down to steal another long, thirsty kiss as her hips began to move up and down with more swiftness and certainty, easing Gohan’s cock in and out of her tight ass again and again. Instead of tucking her knees down, now, she planted her feet on either side of Gohan’s waist, using them to kick off with and better controlling her own pacing. Her tits jiggled with each downward thrust of her hips, her tight rear tunnel clenching down around its thick, glistening visitor, and only now was Videl starting to show a noticable sheen of sweat on her brow, chest, and palms.

Gohan hissed through her teeth as Videl took hold of one of her nipples, pinching and turning it just a little harder than was comfortable, tongue still invading the other girl’s mouth as she rode her. The sensation was growing more and more intense as Videl increased her speed, using her seemingly boundless stores of energy to go faster and faster, harder and harder. “Nnh… hnngh…!” Had Gohan not been trained in so extreme a way, or hadn’t been a saiyan, her pelvis would already be aching from the impact of those repeated downward slams… but the wild aggression of Videl’s dominant bottoming brought with it greater and greater pleasure, that slick, needy asshole massaging every inch of Gohan’s cock as it glided back and forth along it, bringing Gohan nearer and nearer to an increasingly inevitable orgasm. She just hoped it wouldn’t come too soon to satisfy Videl….

“Nnph, I can feel you throbbing so hard in my ass – wait, don’t tell me you’re about to cum? You have to hold on for a little longer, at least… a-at least until I get off…” Videl kept the confident, demanding tone in her voice, but it was clear that something was starting to break down. As minutes ticked by of her rapid, eager downward thrusts, her dripping girlcock swinging in short, languid semi-circles from the impact, it was clear that she was also growing nearer and nearer to climax. Whether Gohan would outlast her remained to be seen, of course, but she was definitely growing restless… and a bit tired. “Alright, h-hold on, I’m gonna lay back a minute… don’t you dare stop fucking my ass!”

Taking a brief moment to catch her breath, Videl came to a halt and then toppled sideways, propping one elbow down so she could comfortably lay on her side, then wrapping one short leg around Gohan’s waist, pulling her closer. For Gohan, the break (however brief) provided respite less in the form of physical energy, but in offering a reprieve from the non-stop friction, buying her some time before orgasm became a certainty.

As Gohan sidled up between the other girl’s legs, slowly slipping her cock deep back into that tight hole, she shuddered, taking a moment to properly admire Videl’s beauty. Compact and spunky, it was her eyes that most captivated – fierce, determined, assured. Now, seeing those eyes flicker and flood with a renewed surge of anal pleasure was a reward all its own, watching Videl succumb to ecstasy without any loss of ferocity. Within an instant, she was beginning to rock her hips back against Gohan, reaching her free arm upward to take hold of the half-saiyan’s shoulder, holding eye contact as the two joined once again. Thrust after deep, long thrust brought about a more slow, controlled rhythm than when Videl was piloting, one that seemed to satisfy her just as much while giving Gohan a little more time to catch her breath and get her bearings.

“How… how’s this…?” Gohan said hesitantly, laying one hand on Videl’s hip, while the other caressed down her chest, fondling those cute tits as she thrust her own hips forward, keeping her pacing steady as she rutted her thick girlcock in and out of Videl’s butt.

“Nnh… a l-little harder…” Videl nodded along, pushing back more vigorously to show the pace she wanted – there was no way she was gonna let Gohan slack off when she needed to cum so bad, and was getting so close. “Like… like this… nnh, fuck–!” Videl’s nails began to scrape down Gohan’s shoulder and arm, and likely would have drawn blood from someone less durable, but the pigtailed hellion was too distracted to notice how little effect it had. As Gohan picked up the pace of her thrusts, Videl quivered, eyes threatening to roll back in her head as things were brought back to the speed she coveted, the tip of Gohan’s throbbing rod pummeling again and again against the trembling pleasure-button inside of her.

Possessed by sudden will, Gohan leaned forward, pressing her lips firmly against the other girl’s, then deepening the kiss only a moment later, tongues intertwining as their hot, slippery bodies did the same. “Ahhnn…” Gohan moaned softly, groping Videl’s breast more fully now, thrusting harder and faster – there was no turning back, now, and her only hope was to make Videl cum before she did. Fortunately, that did not seem to be an issue.

The primal wail that escape Videl’s lips would have been deafening had it not been muffled by their long embrace, but Gohan could feel the girl’s ass clench down hard, pulsating around her as Videl’s slender girldick unleashed several long, creamy shots of spunk out, partially over her own belly, but some also managing to coat Gohan’s abs or fall uselessly into the grass. Her climax, of course, was followed only an instant later by a release from the saiyan, though in this instance, not a drop was wasted – pump after pump of hot, alien seed was injected directly into Videl’s deeply-stuffed asshole, filling her belly with a warm, burbling sensation as it made its journey into the farthest available reaches of her petite body.

Their moans of orgasm echoed throughout the empty park, causing birds to spook and fly away, but when a few moments had passed, the two finally collapsed against one another, basking in each other’s heat before finally sliding away to lay side-by-side, fingers entangled with one another, looking at the canopy of trees above them.

“You’re my girlfriend now, y’know,” Videl said, her voice soft but assured, now that she’d had a moment to rest.

“Euh? I thought I already was? Or… you were mine, or whatever?”

“Sure, kinda, but now like, you’re mine,” the other girl clarified. “You’re gonna have to fuck me like that whenever I want, from now on.”

Gohan blinked, but didn’t protest. That had been incredibly intense, and wasn’t something she imagined herself tiring of. “Umm… alright, I guess. When do you think you’ll wanna do it again?”

“Whenever, I don’t know! When the mood hits me!”

“Yeesh, alright! Just wanted to say it’ll take a little while before I’m ready again, I thi– huh?” Gohan sat up, her attention caught by a rustling in a nearby bush, beside a park bench. “Did you see that?”

“Oh, it’s nothing, honey!” came a voice belonging to neither of the teen girls laying on the grass, but a familiar one nonetheless. A moment later, a head popped out of the bushes – a head belonging to Gohan’s mother, Chi-Chi. “Didn’t mean to bother! I just wanted to make sure my baby was doing a good job her first time, that’s all!”

“Mom?!”

“Did you see my takedown?!” Videl sat up, smiling widely.

“I did! You’re learning so quickly,” Chi-Chi nodded, “though I have some tips on how to better use it offensively.” Standing up out of the bushes fully, she took a few steps forward. “Maybe I could show you on Gohan… if she doesn’t mind.”

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