An Older Model (Dragon Ball Z) (Patreon)

Poll Winner

Themes: Big Dick, Breeding, Rough Sex

Summary: The daughter of Mr. Satan, young Videl, wants nothing more than to be a Z Fighter. But try as she might, she can't seem to get Gohan to train her. She begs and begs, but he refuses... and even makes excuses, like using his parents' divorce as a reason for why he can't. So Videl decides to go right to the source. If Mr. Goku is no longer attached, perhaps he's looking for a nubile new model. She'll get her training, damnit... one way or another. 

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Videl Satan was sick and tired of being told no. The beautiful young woman, slim of figure and below average height, was a fighter at heart. She was a martial artist and a crime fighter, the sort of gal who didn’t take no for an answer and who fought injustice and illegality wherever she encountered it. Only, there was only so much she could do with conventional martial arts, and she knew it too.

In a world where there was a certain class of people who could literally blow up continents and indeed the entire planet with a wave of their hands, the only thing keeping her, and the rest of the human race was their magnanimity. Videl still remembered when she’d gotten old enough to learn about the Cell Games. If not for Earth’s Protectors, of which her father was NOT actually one, Cell would have destroyed the world.

Was it any wonder then that Videl wanted nothing more than to join that class of superhuman fighters, the ‘Z-fighters’ and become a protector of Earth in her own right? There were humans among their number, showing that it was indeed possible for a human to grow powerful enough to fly under their own power and shoot energy blasts from their hands. All she needed was proper training.

But Gohan, her good friend and a half-Saiyan Z-fighter in his own right, refused to give her that training. He constantly waffled about when it came to his responsibilities as one of Earth’s strongest warriors. His overbearing mother was a bitch of a woman who put importance on the wrong sorts of things for her son. Someone as strong as Gohan wasn’t made to be an accountant or a lawyer or even a doctor. No, he was so far beyond those pedestrian professions that it wasn’t even funny.

But alas, nothing Videl did could make Gohan see reason. And indeed, his mother had even gotten divorced from his father over it all, before doubling down and becoming even more unbearable about Gohan’s need to go to school and graduate with top honors. It was… sad to see such a magnificent male specimen degrade in such a way.

N-Not that Videl had feelings for Gohan or a-anything like that! C-Certainly, she hadn’t fantasized about him every night in her bed or anything! No, it was totally only his skills as a warrior that she cared about and nothing else!

But with Gohan refusing to train her and indeed refusing to even keep up his own training, Videl had no choice. She had to look elsewhere. Which was why she was arriving outside of Son Goku’s home, where it was said the Saiyan man was now living alone ever since his ex-wife had moved out and into the city.

Hands clad in black, fingerless gloves clenching into fists, Videl feels nothing but determination as she walks up to the front door. Before she can knock however, a splashing sound directs her to the back, where she’s just in time to see Son Goku holding a truly monstrous looking fish over his back in a fireman’s carry like it’s nothing, his entire body glistening with water droplets and making it clear he’d just gone for a swim.

“S-Son Goku!”

Blinking, the Saiyan man looks over at her blankly, clearly not recognizing her. With a shrug, he tosses the huge fish down on the ground in front of him and with a single energy blast, ends its life and chars it up right quick. Videl can only watch as the Saiyan drops into a seated position and begins tearing into his breakfast.

“Yeah? Who are you?”

“A-Ah, I’m… I’m Videl Satan, sir. I’m friends with your son, with Gohan!”

Goku’s eyes brighten up considerably at that, even as he continues to stuff his face. Swallowing down a bite nearly as big as his head, the Saiyan nods.

“Gohan! How’s my boy been doing? Still getting good grades, I hope?”

He looks a little nervous at the end there, and Videl can’t help but wonder at the number his ex-wife must have done on him while they were still together.

“Sure, he’s doing fine. But… he’s not training anymore.”

Letting out a sheepish laugh, Goku rubs the back of his head.

“Oh y-yeah, I suppose he wouldn’t be. Chi-Chi would have banned it…”

Frowning, Videl grits her teeth.

“Well, someone has to protect the Earth, right? That’s why I’m here sir. I’m here to take Gohan’s place. Take me as your apprentice! Train me as a fighter! I promise you I’ll work ten times as hard to catch up!”

Blinking, Goku chows down on more of the fish as he looks her up and down. Videl’s spine goes straight under his gaze. She knows she probably doesn’t look like much. A long white t-shirt that goes past her waist, with tight black spandex compression shorts on underneath. Gold hair clips for her pigtails, and black fingerless gloves with simple socks and shoes.

Still, she carries herself like a fighter, or so she hopes. And… there’s always the Big Guns, if need be.

“Hm, I dunno… I uh, I’m not sure I’d be a good teacher for you. I can be a little tough on my students… that’s partly what made Chi-Chi divorce me in the first place…”

Scratching his chin, Goku looks forlorn for all of a moment before returning to the monstrous fish, which at this point is almost completely picked clean. He finishes a moment later and then hops to his feet, sauntering over to her with a carefree grin on his face.

“No offense, but you should seek out a different Master first. Maybe Master Roshi or something! In another few years, I’ll take you on as my student if you still want it so badly!”

Damnit all, Big Guns it is! She couldn’t let this opportunity slip through her fingers!

“N-No! I demand that you give me a chance! I know I can impress you! In fact, how about a test of my endurance, right here and now!”

Goku cocks his head to the side, nonplussed, before ultimately shrugging.

“Sure, uh… what do you have in mind?”

Rather than respond verbally, Videl drops to her knees right then and there in the grass and yanks down Goku’s pants while she’s at it. The Saiyan man yelps as his gargantuan cock, still completely soft, is unveiled right before her eyes.

“W-Whoa!”

“Just relax… you’re acting like I’m a child, but I’m already a woman grown. I don’t need a few more years… I just need you to take me seriously.”

He’s not stopping her, and they both know he definitely could, so after muttering that as her response, Videl smirks and reaches out, wrapping one hand and then the other around Goku’s cock. He’s really well hung, to her amazement and satisfaction. Was Gohan this big, or had he gotten the human half of things? No matter, it wasn’t like she was ever likely to find out. In all of her fantasies, Gohan had a big dick… but now she was facing down his dad’s cock in reality, and Goku was bigger than anything she ever could have dreamed of.

“Sheesh, you’re an eager one, aren’t you?”

Goku sounds more exasperated than upset, and more intrigued than amused, so Videl flashes him a grin and proceeds to promptly put his cock in her mouth. It’s a tight fit to be sure, and her jaw creaks as she stretches her lips around his massive girthy shaft. But she manages it all the same, and a thrill of accomplishment rushes through her as she begins to suck the first quarter of his fat dick, her hands stroking up and down the rest.

Plying him with her tongue and lips, Videl can’t help but be thankful for all the practice she’d performed on certain phallic fruits and veggies before now. Goku’s size put even the biggest cucumber she’d fellated to shame, but at the very least she had a technique to the blowjob, as unrefined and inexperienced as it still might be.

Still, the more she sucks Goku’s cock, the more he seems to enjoy it, until he’s got his hands on her pigtails and is pulling her head forward while thrusting into her warm, wet, inviting mouth.

“Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!”

As she begins to choke and gag on his dick, Videl gurgles, her eyes starting to water with involuntary tears. Still, she knows if she taps out now, she’s never going to get a lick of training. No, there’s no way she can stop here. If she can’t even handle this much, then she’ll just be proving him right. And so, the young woman bobs up and down Gohan’s DILF of a dad’s fat cock, choking on more and more of it until Goku suddenly pulls back… and unloads.

It’s completely out of nowhere, at least for Videl. One moment she’s gagging down the massive Saiyan member and the next she’s staring Goku’s meat cannon right in the eye before he proceeds to spray his seed all over her pale skin and coat her beautiful facial features in white, hot jizz. Groaning happily, Goku clearly enjoys himself, so Videl doesn’t resist and doesn’t raise a fuss… in fact, from what little lands on her tongue, she’s not too unhappy either. His cum tastes good, and the warm sticky feeling all over her face… it feels right in a strange way.

Of course, Videl is taken aback a moment later when she’s able to focus past the cum and realizes a startling fact… Son Goku is still rock hard. And he’s looking at her expectantly, his cock throbbing in front of her.

“I hope you’re not finished yet. It’s a good start… but if you want me to take you as my student…”

He trails off, but it’s obvious what he’s leaving unsaid. She needs to prove herself. She needs… she needs to really impress him. Only one idea comes to mind, and so Videl shucks her t-shirt over her head, exposing her small breasts. Then she gets up to her feet and yanks her compression shorts off of her tight little ass and down her legs.

Kicking them away, the spunky young woman spins around and drops into a very slutty, very sexually aggressive pose. Face and tits down on the ground, she keeps her legs ramrod straight as she lifts her ass and hips HIGH into the air. Offering up her pussy, she glances back over her shoulder as she arches her back beautifully, biting her lower lip.

“I-It’s all yours sir. G-Go on… let me s-show you what I can do.”

Son Goku’s eyes have lit up again and the DILF steps forward, grabbing her by her hips and lifting them even higher into the air, a moment later, his massive bulbous cockhead fits against her slit and Videl moans as he begins to fill her and fill her and fill her. It’s nothing like sucking him off was, mostly because he just doesn’t stop coming. His cock pushes deeper and deeper into her tight little body and it’s all that the aspiring martial artist can do to contain her squeals behind simple groans.

It’s so FILLING, the sensation of him practically splitting her in two, and Videl gasps and moans as her eyes threaten to roll back in her head and her tongue lolls out of her mouth. Her small tits rub against the grass beneath her, and her nipples grow rock hard… and that’s all from just the first slow thrust of penetration.

When Goku finally bottoms out inside of her, he pauses for a moment, letting Videl adjust to his length… and then begins to fuck her. It’s obviously not his full strength, she knows that, but god if he doesn’t go hard and fast right from the beginning. Videl can barely withstand it, her eyes indeed going crossed now and her moans turning into squealing cries as she’s plowed from behind in her overly sexual pose.

She’s almost regretting it now, because it’s not easy keeping her legs straight and spread apart like they are. Indeed, she wishes she were on her hands and knees, but alas it’s too late for that sort of thing. Gohan’s DILF father is inside of her and pounding away like she’s his own personal onahole. Frankly, she might as well be. She’d GLADLY be that for him… f-for training o-of course!

Except it’s harder and harder to focus on the training she initially came here for when Goku’s cock is drilling away at her insides and rearranging her organs. Or at least, it feels like it is. It feels absolutely fucking amazing and it’s all Videl can do to keep her wits about her. Even that’s growing harder and harder, as the Saiyan DILF’s first load dries across her face and her eyes go from crossed to half rolled up in her head, her mouth forming a cute little ‘o’ in pleasured enjoyment.

As he fucks her, Son Goku grunts and begins to slow down for a moment, his cock still sliding in and out of her clenching, squeezing quim without fail as he calls out to her.

“G-Getting close to cumming, Videl!”

“I-Inside! I want it inside!”

Videl moans out her response without even thinking about it, causing Goku to slow down even further, much to her consternation.

“Uh, you sure about that? We Saiyan are highly virile… I had a kid with Chi-Chi every time I came inside…”

For the briefest of moments, Videl sees two paths in front of her. One, where she has him pull out, sees her perhaps getting the training she wants while also getting fucked daily by the well-hung Saiyan Stud. And yet, in that moment realization crystallizes in her head and she has an epiphany as she looks down the other path. The path where she starts to grow heavy with Goku’s child. The path where she becomes his pregnant bride and bears him as many kids as he could possibly want.

Eyes rolling up in her head, tears of joyful ecstasy streaking down her cheeks, and tongue sticking straight out of her mouth, Videl makes her choice.

“Y-Yes! I want it inside! I want you to knock me up! Breed me! Fuck a baby into me! Make me your broodmare!”

Goku is nothing if not an example of masculine excellence. He doesn’t need to be told twice. With a triumphant roar, the Saiyan DILF proceeds to pump a hot thick load of his cum right into her womb and Videl’s fate is sealed then and there. She’s not going to be training under the great Son Goku… but she will be his live-in pet wife, bearing half-Saiyan after half-Saiyan for him for the rest of her life.

And in a way, that in and of itself will help protect the world, as their children grow up just as strong and tough as Goten and Gohan. So, in the end, she gets the best of both worlds…