Commission - Bulma/OC - Part 1.1 (Patreon)

So this is just a commission I did for a guy lately, since he offered twice my usual rate for standard commissions for it. I usually don't do commissions all that often nowadays, but 7 pence per word for a standard quick piece like this was pretty hefty, which came out at £165.

He weirdly asked me to leave it off here though, dunno if he wants to do a follow up at some point or not.

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'So the last one is here, huh?' Bulma thought as she found herself standing in front of a large apartment building in West City. Not the kind of place where she'd expect a dragon ball to end up to be honest, but then they ended up in the oddest places after each wish was made. Somebody probably just came across it and picked it up.

She didn't mind, though. All that mattered was that she found the last one and prepared the dragon balls for when Goku was done training in the after life and ready to be brought back to fight those nasty saiyans.

Her eyes narrowed at the memory. She could still see it in her head, her best friend dying right in front of her.

'Don't worry, Goku. I'm going to fix all of this,' she swore to herself, clenching her fists. 'No matter what, we're going to bring you back and stop those bastards.'

Shaking her head, the voluptuous blue haired heiress made her way into the building, following the dragon radar up to where the dragon ball was located.

A few minutes later, she stood in front of a door that would lead to where the dragon ball was located. Hopefully whoever lived here was fine to part ways with it easily, if not she supposed she could just flash the cash.

Either way, Bulma Briefs had no intention of leaving this place empty handed.

Pushing the button next to the door, Bulma stashed the dragon radar in her pocket and waited. A moment later, the door swung open and she was greeted with the sight of a young boy, a teenager with spiky brown hair, dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top.

"Can I help you?" the kid yawned, scratching his chin and blinking blearily, as if he were just awake.

"Oh, hey. My name's Bulma," the blue haired beauty greeted him with a smile. A teenager huh? If he had the dragon ball that made things easier. Probably.

It wasn't like everyone was like Goku, or General Blue right?

...Why did her sex appeal only work on that idiot pervert Roshi?

"Is your parents home?" she asked the young boy, tilting her head and letting her hair bounce, her lips turning into a small, cute pout.

"Nah. My ma and dad are both dead. I live alone," the boy responded with a shake of his head.

"Oh... that's terrible," Bulma said, blinking. Well, what a way to start off, huh? She coughed, "Well anyway, I'm looking for something and I've been led to believe you've got it."

The teen stared at her, then raised an eyebrow, "Look lady, if you're selling something I'm not interested."

"Wha- no, not that," Bulma waved her hands, and reached towards the small pack she had around her waist, pulling out one of the dragon balls, "One of these?"

"Huh, those things again. Yeah, I've got one," the teen nodded, "I found it like a year ago out in the forest, not interested in just giving it to some random chick that comes to my door either, hot or not."

"Oh come on, what if I pay you for it?" the blue haired genius suggested, smiling brightly.

The teen stared at her flatly, "Not interested." he snorted.

"Hey, come on, don't be like that. This thing is important. It's really valuable and-" Bulma started, only to stop as she realised what she was saying. She was such a dumbass!

The teenager didn't need to know that the dragon ball was worth a lot, if he did he'd probably ask for even more!

"So they're that valuable huh? Good to know," the kid snorted, "Still not interested in selling mine, I found it during one of the last times I spent with my dad before he and my mom died. It's sentimental and mushy crap like that."

Bulma bit her lip. Damn it, why did this have to be complicated?

"Look, there's got to be something I can do, right?" she tried again, smiling at the kid as she wiggled in spot intentionally, making her large breasts jiggle noticeably. She was clad only in a pair of short orange shorts and a tiny red rube top that showed off a massive amount of cleavage.

"Well..." the teen's eyes trailed down to her tits, and the blue haired beauty felt a surge of hope as she saw his eyes light up and a grin cross his face.

She was a hot piece of ass and she knew it, and she wasn't afraid to use her looks.

"You could come in for some tea," the teen suggested.

"Sure!" the blue haired woman agreed quickly, and the boy grinned, opening the door wider and gesturing for her to follow him inside.

Bulma was quick to do so, closing the door behind her and taking a moment to look around the teen's home. It wasn't that fancy or nice, just a small apartment, with the dragon ball sitting on a shelf and surrounded by a bunch of toys and comics.

"So what's your name?" Bulma asked as she followed him inside.

"Brus," the kid shrugged, before eyeing her up and down eagerly, "So, what exactly did you mean by 'something you can do', huh?"

"What, I have to spell it out for you?" Bulma huffed, rolling her eyes. "We could have some fun, you know. Maybe do something...naughty."

"Oh yeah?" the kid grinned widely, "How naughty?"

"Very naughty," the blue haired genius replied, leaning against a wall and smirking, "I can give you a good peak, maybe even a little feel or two."

"Just that?" the teen raised an eyebrow, "....Dunno then, that isn't much."

Bulma sighed. Seriously, this kid was getting on her nerves.

"Fine, how about this? How about I go all the way and give you the best blowjob ever, hm? That sound good?" she offered, giving him a sweet, sexy smile.

"Well...that's a start I guess." the kid, Brus had the audacity to shrug at her offer! "But I think I could go further."

"Oh yeah, like what?" the blue haired bombshell rolled her eyes, "Name your price, kid. How naughty do you wanna get before you hand over the ball?"

"I mean it means a lot to me, a lot more than a single blowjob," the kid had no right to be this brazen and confident with a babe as hot as her in front of him, but he sure as hell was, "How about whatever I want, For the next twenty four hours?"

"Whatever you want, huh?" Bulma blinked, "That's pretty vague."

"You're the one who said I could name my price, you didn't say I had to give you specifics," Brus chuckled, smirking smugly at her, "So what do you say, babe? Do we have a deal or not?"

The blue haired genius bit her lip. Whatever he wanted for the next twenty four hours was a pretty wide field, but then again, what choice did she have? She needed that dragon ball, and there wasn't a chance he'd just give it to her without asking for a price.

'Well, I've done a lot more embarrassing things to get a wish granted in the past...' Bulma thought, "Alright fine," she shrugged, "Let's get naughty then kid."

"Oh, you're a naughty girl aren't you, huh?" the brunette boy chuckled as he leaned forward, his hands reaching out to cup her big boobs.

"Damn right," Bulma grinned, arching her back a bit, letting him fondle her tits and moaning softly. "Like what you feel, baby?"

"Hmmm, they're very nice," Brus purred, squeezing her massive rack through her thin top, "Nice and soft, and they feel so heavy."

"Hahaha, that they are," Bulma laughed, before moaning again. She reached down and pulled up her top, freeing her large melons from their confinement.

"Oh shit," the brunette boy whistled, his eyes widening as he took in her large, round, and firm tits, with light pink areolas and a pair of rock hard, pointy nipples.

"What's wrong, never seen tits this nice before?" the blue haired beauty smirked, cupping her tits and holding them up to him.

"Fuck no," the kid breathed, "I don't think I've ever seen tits this big. Fuck, they're bigger than your head."

"Hehe, yeah they are," Bulma giggled proudly/

"Oh hell yeah, they're amazing," the brunette teen groaned, before his fingers moved to tweak her nipples, earning a groan of pleasure from the buxom blue haired babe.

"Hmmm, not bad," Bulma moaned, enjoying the sensation, she leaned forward to kiss the kid, but as she did, the scouter she had been wearing for the last few days after looting it from Raditz' corpse blocked her from doing so.

"The hell is that freaky glasses thing anyway?" the kid asked, even as he continued fondling her huge tits.

"Nothing important." she assured him, reaching up to take it off, as she did though she accidentally pressed the scan button, and it lit up, reading the power level of the boy in front of her.

'Eh?' Bulma's eyes widened at the number it landed on.

401.

That was higher than Roshi's! Hell, it was higher than Krillins, Yamcha's, and even Tien's! It was almost as high as Goku and Piccolo's were when they fought Raditz!

"Whoa," she gasped, her mouth falling open in shock, "Are you a martial artist?"

"Nah, not really, why?" the brunette teen raised an eyebrow, "I mean I like to fight, but there's no point in it. I'm kinda strong and nobody I've fought has lasted a single hit."

...Well no wonder if he was almost as strong as Goku! The strongest man in the world! And if what he just said was right, then he was that strong naturally!?

"Oh," Bulma said, her eyes still wide, "Wow."

"What?" Brus asked, frowning, "What is it?"

"Oh nothing, it's nothing," the blue haired genius replied, trying not to gawk at the teen's strength, and failing. She needed to get this kid to Roshi, or up with the others on Kami's lookout and get him trained! With power like this, he'd be an amazing asset to the team. With propre training he might even be strong enough to beat those saiyans!

"Uh-huh, well, whatever. " the kid shrugged, and plucked the scouter from her head and tossed it onto his couch beside them.

"Now, where were we?" the kid smirked, his eyes dropping down to her massive chest, and the blue haired beauty smiled, happy to see that he was distracted.

"Here," Bulma said, wrapping her arms around the boy's neck and pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss, which he returned with a moan.

As their lips met, the blue haired heiress felt his hands leave her heaving tits, and instead move down to her round, bubbly, firm buttocks. He groped and squeezed them eagerly, his fingers sinking into her soft, supple ass.

Bulma groaned into his mouth, her tongue fighting with his, as she felt him tug her pants down.

Originally she was just after the dragon ball. But now, she was going to give this kid the ride of a lifetime and entice him to come with her after they were done.

"You're eager, huh?" the blue haired genius moaned, her cheeks reddening as she felt his fingers brush against her crotch, feeling the dampness between her legs.

"Fuck yeah," the kid groaned, his voice low and husky. "Who wouldn't be with a babe like you in front of them."

"Hmmm, good answer," Bulma chuckled, "Now, how about I make you feel even better." she purred as she stood back from him, and put her hand to his chest to push dim down onto the couch, "Ready to get really naughty, Brus?"

"Yeah, I'm ready," the boy said with a chuckle.

"Good," Bulma purred, before turning around and bending over, her back to him as she tugged down her shorts.

"Whoa," the brunette kid breathed, his eyes widening as her bare ass came into view, and her full bodacious ass cheeks split by a dainty little red thong.

"You like?" Bulma asked with a giggle and a wiggle.

"Like it? Hell yeah," the brunette teen purred. "Fuck, that ass is amazing!"

"Glad you think so," Bulma giggled, swaying her hips seductively, giving the young teen a show. She reached behind her, hooking her fingers in the hem of her tiny little red thong, before slowly tugging it down.

As her panties dropped, she gave her ass another shake, before looking back at the teen over her shoulder, watching his eyes bug out as her bare, glistening cunt came into view.

"God damn!" the boy gasped, his gaze fixated on her dripping snatch.

It was a far cry from her first time with Yamcha, he passed out...literally. Just when she began stripping. It took over a year before he could stay conscious.

Turning around, Bulma winked at the teenager, before kneeling down in front of him, her hands coming up to rest on his knees, before she began sliding them forward up his thighs, up to grasp the hem of his shorts, "Time to get naughty." she purred, giving him a pouty seductive smile.

And then she yanked his shorts down in one smooth motion.

And a pillar of meat smacked her in the face.

"Holy shit!" Bulma exclaimed, her eyes widening as his cock swung out and bounced against her nose, before laying flat across her face.

He wasn't even hard yet and he was bigger than her entire face!

"Uh, you okay there?" the kid asked, raising an eyebrow as the blue haired genius gawked at his dick.

"Yeah, it's just...damn," Bulma replied, her eyes locked on his thick, veiny shaft. 'Just...holy crap, what is with this kid~?' the blue haired babe purred inwardly. A natural power level that massive, and a dick like this? What kind of absurd genes was he born with?

...She was going to have a lot of fun with this!

She was really seeing the appeal of getting naughty right now.