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The Nice Guy
By : Donglibog
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Videl Satan is a strong, pretty, short-haired, athletic, teenage martial artist. And when she's not studying at school or practicing her katas in her famous father's dojo, she fights crime as the Goddess of Peace, Great Saiyawoman. Whenever the police require her assistance, they need only contact her through her signal watch.
Which happens just as Videl is on her way to the school library. Her watch starts vibrating, and she makes sure that no one is nearby before answering.
"This is the Great Saiyawoman," she whispers into her watch. "How can I help?"
"This is the police! We're pinned down by weapons smugglers at the marina! Please come quick!", a voice responds.
"I'm on my way."
Videl rushes into a vacant alley, then enters a code into her watch. Like magic, her pink shirt, bicycle shorts, shoes, and fingerless gloves vanish, and they are instantly replaced by a purplish bodysuit with a sleeveless, blue green gi over it, an orange cape, a helmet with a visor, and white gloves and boots.
The Great Saiyawoman rockets into the air and speeds off in the direction of the marina.
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"There she is," Basher whispers to his friend Hater, and points to the sky at the Great Saiyawoman.
"That was fast," Hater comments. "Quick! Let's hide before she sees us."
Disguised as boatmen, they take cover behind a large, metal shipping container.
"Why is it so quiet?", Videl asks herself. "I was expecting a firefight. Hope I didn't get here too late." She lands gently and calls, "Hello?! Anybody need help?! Great Saiyawoman reporting for duty!"
Hater secretly films her with his camera, while Basher aims a strange remote at her. He presses a button, and the Great Saiyawoman's costume begins to pixelate.
"What the-?", Videl reacts. Then she squeaks as the costume vanishes entirely, leaving her naked save for her helmet, boots, and gloves!
"It works!", Hater chuckles.
"Zoom in," Basher commands. "I want you to get everything."
Hater complies and focuses his camera on the nude super heroine. He gets a close-up of her slender thighs. He slowly pans up to her exposed pussy, her shapely hips, then her toned stomach. He takes his time at her perky breasts. And finally, he captures the confusion on her pretty face.
"Oh my God oh my God oh my God," Videl rattles in panic. She fiddles with her watch to reactivate the costume, but it doesn't respond. "It's not working! Why is this happening?!"
Soon, she catches the attention of a bearded, old bum, who staggers towards her.
"Hey, you're the Great Saiyawoman," the vagrant slurs.
"Uhm, uh, yea," Videl answers nervously, desperately trying to cover her breasts with one arm, while trying to cover her pussy with her other hand.
"What happened to your clothes?"
"I-I don't know. Uhm, I have to go."
Videl floats into the air. But Basher presses another button on his remote. Suddenly the Great Saiyawoman's boots become very heavy, and she yelps as she falls right back down!
"You alright?", the bum asks.
"I'm fine," she quickly answers. And she wonders why her boots have gotten so heavy, that she can barely take a step.
"Oh, this is perfect," Basher whispers excitedly. "She's about to be raped by that dirty, smelly bum. And we're going to catch it all on film!"
The bum takes off his coat.
"Oh God, he's undressing!", Videl's brain screams at her. "He's about to rape me!"
"Here," the bum says, extending the coat to her. "Sorry. It's a little dirty."
Videl accepts the coat, wrapping it over her shoulders and covering herself with it, the fear slowly leaving her heart. She warmly smiles at the old man and says, "Thank you, uhm-"
"Reznov," the man answers. "You and the Great Saiyaman help us all the time. Seems only fair that we help you when you need it."
"What a loser," Basher grumbles. "No wonder he's a bum. He doesn't grab opportunities when they present themselves."
"Now, what do we do?", Hater asks.
"Well, apparently we can't count on the good people of Satan City. We'll have to do the rest ourselves. Can you believe that? It's called Satan City. You'd think there'd be more bad people living here."
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Videl changes back into her civilian clothes and visits Capsule Corporation to have her watch checked. Bulma Briefs, a tall, buxom, glamorous woman, and genius daughter of the founder of the corporation, invented the Great Saiyaman's transformation watch. When the superhero recruits Videl to be his sidekick, Bulma modifies the teenage girl's police communication watch to have its own transformation function.
"Well, the good news is, there's nothing wrong with your watch," Bulma informs Videl in her office.
"What are you talking about?!", Videl complains. "I was naked! Trust me. There's something wrong with it."
"Nope. I think someone hacked into your frequency."
Videl frowns. "Who?"
"Someone really smart. Probably the same person that gave you that bogus police call."
"Right. I checked with police headquarters. They said they never contacted me."
"Which brings us to the bad news."
Bulma switches on her laptop, and shows Videl an online video of a naked Great Saiyawoman at the marina.
"Oh, Kame!", Videl shrieks angrily, leaning forward and gripping the edge of Bulma's desk.
"Yup. Looks like you've been set up," Bulma says a tad insensitively. "Oh, relax. They'll take that video down soon enough. Besides, almost nobody knows that you're the Great Saiyawoman."
"Easy for you to say. That's still my body everyone's ogling. God, it's got like a billion hits."
Suddenly, Videl's watch on Bulma's desk begins vibrating again.
"That might be him!", Videl says, quickly snatching up the watch to answer it. "This is the Great Saiyawoman."
"How did you like the video?", a voice that Videl quickly recognizes asks. "I hope we got your good side."
"It's him!", Videl mouths to Bulma. Then she angrily speaks to the fake police officer. "Who are you? How did you-? How did you do that?"
"Do what?"
"You know what!"
"I really don't know what you mean?", he says, obviously toying with her.
Videl exhales furiously. She asks again through clenched teeth, "How did you make my costume disappear?"
"Oh, you mean how I stripped you naked for the whole world to see?", he asks, laughing cruelly. "You can call me Basher. And it doesn't matter how I did it, only that I can, whenever I want. I can strip you while you're doing volunteer work at an orphanage. Or while you're publicly receiving a medal from the mayor himself."
Videl's skin crawls at the thought. She'd never have peace of mind while doing her super heroine duties ever again.
"What do you want?", she asks him.
"Follow the beacon I've left you through your signal watch," he commands, then breaks the connection.
Videl puts the watch on and races for the door.
"Wait!" Bulma calls after her. "Let me call Gohan!"
But Videl is already out the door. She activates her Great Saiyawoman costume and flies towards the direction of the signal.
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She follows the beacon to an abandoned hotel in a seedy part of the city. When she enters the lobby, she finds two men in ski masks waiting for her, one by the entrance, and the other sitting on top of the reception desk. She can't see their faces completely save for their eyes and mouths, but she observes other things about them, like their height, frame, and mannerisms. These weren't men at all. They were boys. Maybe even younger than her. Either that or they're just really short, skinny guys. On a tripod next to the desk is a video camera pointed straight at her.
"Are you Basher?", she asks the closer boy.
"Wait," Basher answers. "First thing's first."
He signals Hater. The man on the desk points a remote at the Great Saiyawoman. He presses a button. To the super heroine's distress, her costume pixelates and vanishes, again leaving her naked save for her helmet, boots, and gloves. Videl's face reddens in both anger and embarrassment.
"That's more like it," Basher says with an evil grin.
He takes a step towards the Great Saiyawoman, abruptly places his hands on her bare breasts and squeezes. Videl flinches from his touch, but she doesn't resist. They haven't told her what they want in exchange for never stripping her in public again yet. So she decides to tolerate the humiliation until after they've given their demands.
Basher giggles lustfully as he continues to grope her. He uses his thumbs to rub her nipples which, to his pleasure, harden almost instantly. Videl looks away, her body tense, while she moans through clenched teeth. Basher begins flicking her erect right teat with his tongue. Then he goes to work on the left. The super heroine's entire body starts trembling. She shuts her eyes tight, and she begins moaning louder. Her violator slides his hand down her body, and he is pleased to feel that she is already very hot and wet between her legs. He repeatedly strokes her down there. Then he forces two of his fingers into her pussy.
Unable to stand much more of this, Videl shouts, "W-Why are you doing this to me?!"
Basher answers by grabbing the back of her helmet and roughly pressing his lips against hers. He force kisses her as he continues to ruthlessly finger her pussy. The Great Saiyawoman moans uncontrollably in his mouth.
When he finally releases her from the kiss, he tells her, "Pleasure before business."
He withdraws his fingers from her vagina. Then he pins her back to the wall with his body positioned between her legs. And he undoes his pants.
"You bastard," Videl hisses, glaring at him.
He just gives her another evil smile before forcing his very angry cock into her sopping cunt. Videl throws her head back and howls as she is skewered. Basher begins raping her vigorously.
Hater pushes off the desk. He takes the camera from the tripod and brings it with him to get a closer shot of the rape. He wants a close up of her pussy as Basher repeatedly rams his dick in and out of it. He wants to record her breasts bouncing up close. But most of all, he wants to see the shame and the defeat in her pretty face.
While rocking back and forth between the hapless heroine's legs, Basher notices his friend approaching. He raises his fist to pose for the camera, and he yells triumphantly, "I'm fucking the Great Saiyawoman!"
Videl could only groan helplessly as he gloats.
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Son Gohan arrives at Capsule Corporation. The receptionist, as per her boss' instructions, contacts Bulma the moment the human/Saiyan hybrid arrives. Bulma herself goes to the reception area. And before Gohan could even greet her, she drags him by the hand into her office.
"What took you so long?!", Bulma screams after she slams the door behind them.
"I was training in the mountains with Master Piccolo," Gohan explains. "He had me turn off my phone. He says it's a distraction. I got here as soon as I read your message."
"Did you turn your signal watch off, too?!"
"It's on vibrate. But I wasn't wearing it during training-"
"Fine! Whatever! Just go find Videl. She may have been lured into a trap by some creeps that gave her a beacon to follow. What they don't know is that I traced the signal. Unfortunately, they switched it off before I could get an exact location. But I've given you the coordinates of the general area in your watch."
"Got it," Gohan replies, and he rushes out the door like Videl did earlier.
Once outside and alone, Son Gohan enters a code into his watch, instantly transforming him into the Iron Fist of Justice, Great Saiyaman!
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The Great Saiyawoman whimpers as she feels her rapist shoot his hot come inside her. Basher makes sure that he empties his entire load before pulling out of his victim. Then Videl slowly slumps to the ground, her hand on her sore crotch.
The two villains walk back to the desk where they check a laptop. Videl takes a minute or two to catch her breath, then she forces herself to stand.
"You've had your way," she says, holding back her rage. "Reactivate my costume, please."
"You heard the lady, Hater," Basher tells his accomplice. "Reactivate her costume."
Hater points the remote at the Great Saiyawoman and presses a button. Except instead of her super heroine costume, Videl finds herself dressed in a school girl's uniform! The shirt and skirt are so short, her crotch and the lower swells of her breasts are showing.
The villains laugh cruelly and high five each other.
"Here, let me," Basher says, taking the remote.
He changes the Great Saiyawoman's costume again. This time, into a bondage harness, with only a leather strap covering her nipples and another covering her pussy, running up her ass.
The boys whistle and cheer. Videl's whole body starts quivering in anger. She wants to cry.
"Stop it," she growls, a single tear rolling down her cheek, which she quickly wipes away.
"Yea, you're right," Basher agrees. "My favorite is still your birthday suit."
He presses a button and the Great Saiyawoman is stripped naked again. Videl has had about as much as she can take from these two perverts.
"Enough!", she screams, rushing towards them. "I am not your sex doll!"
She throws a punch. But Basher presses a button in his remote again. Videl's boots freeze her in place, while her glove stops her fist an inch from her enemy's face.
"You still don't get it, you dumb cunt?", Basher laughs in her face. "I control your costume. I left you your boots so you can't kick me, your gloves so you can't punch me, and your helmet-. Well honestly, I left you your helmet because I didn't want to rape some regular chick that nobody gives a shit about. I wanted to rape the Great Saiyawoman. So you see, you really are my sex doll. Here, let me prove it."
He uses the remote again, and Videl is shocked when her own hand grabs her breast and fondles it. Before she can even react, her other hand goes between her legs and starts masturbating her.
"Yea!" Hater cheers enthusiastically, as he puts the camera back on the tripod. "That's it! Make her come right in front of the camera!"
Videl feels herself getting really hot. She screams at her tormentors, "What do you want from me?!"
"We're already getting what we want from you," Basher admits. "What, you think we're doing this for money? We don't need money. We're rich! We're doing this because we got bored."
To his surprise and discomfort, Videl laughs at him bitterly inspite of herself.
"You pathetic little rich boys," she hisses. "You're nothing but a couple of Internet trolls. So called keyboard warriors. Talentless cowards incapable of creating jack shit, so you destroy instead. And for what? For attention online from people you don't even know? Because you never get that attention from Mommy and Daddy-?"
"You shut up about my parents!" Basher yells. In his rage, he makes the Great Saiyawoman's gloves heavy, pulling her down on her hands and knees, making her yelp. "Hater, punish this bitch!"
"About time," Hater replies.
He walks around the super heroine and kneels behind her ass.
"Get away from me!", Videl yells.
She tries to pull her hands out of the gloves or slip her feet from the boots, but they won't come off. She feels Hater's hands all over her ass, giving her goosebumps. Then he slaps her right butt cheek, making her yelp. Then he slaps the left. Then the right again. Then the left.
"Stop it!", she yells.
She attempts to throw him back by increasing her power level. But she is already too exhausted after the first rape.
His hands slowly move up her back. She winces and shrinks from his touch. Then his hands move to the front, cupping her breasts and massaging them. He tweaks her sensitive nipples, and in no time, Videl is moaning again. Basher checks the camera, making sure that it captures everything. Especially the look of embarrassment and sensual gratification on her face, with her eyes shut and her moaning mouth open. It turns him on again, and he's tempted to shove his penis in that mouth, but it would cover her from the camera.
One of Hater's hands slowly slides down the side of Videl's smooth body. It reaches between her thighs and massages her moist sex. And like her nipples, her clit becomes erect, too. She moans louder as he further stimulates it with his fingertip.
Hater intended to play a little more with the helpless super heroine first. But her beautiful quivering body, her warm, wet nether regions, and the erotic sounds she makes prove too titillating, and he can wait no longer. If he doesn't satisfy his lust now, he'll explode right there in his pants. He quickly takes out his throbbing member, grabs Videl's hips with both hands, and unceremoniously drives his cock into her still sore hole.
The move is so sudden, so violent that it makes Videl scream like a banshee! And if the hotel wasn't abandoned, not only would everyone inside hear the scream, they would feel it vibrating in the walls and floors.
"Holy shit! Her pussy is amazing!", Hater exclaims as he slides his dick in and out of her. "I might go off too soon!"
"Go ahead. We can fuck her as many times as we want," Basher assures him.
He places the remote on the desk and takes the laptop to taunt the Great Saiyawoman with it. He shows her the monitor so she can see the live online feed of her rape.
"Take a look," he taunts her. "See all the hits? Those are the people you like saving. Ungrateful maggots enjoying themselves as they watch their heroine get raped and humiliated."
But to his chagrin, the Great Saiyawoman laughs again.
"What are you laughing at?!", he furiously yells.
In between exhausted moans, the Great Saiyawoman explains, "Read the comments."
Basher looks at the monitor. And he is shocked to see that, while a few of the viewers are cheering the rape or saying that they wish they could fuck the Great Saiyawoman themselves, most condemn his actions, cursing him, demanding that he lets her go. Some even encourage the Great Saiyawoman, telling her not to give up, and that she's their heroine.
"See, you hate mongers make a lot of noise," Videl continues, even as Hater ceaselessly violates her. "But the truth is, you're a minority. Most people are still worth saving."
In a rage, Basher roars at Hater, "FUCK THIS BITCH OUT OF HER MIND!!!"
"With pleasure," Hater responds gladly and thrusts harder and faster inside their captive!
Videl screams again. But the villain shows her no mercy. He continuously pounds her pussy with his cock. Her warm, tight, slippery cunt around his penis as he fucks her is one if the most amazing things he has ever felt. He can hold it in no longer. And finally, he experiences ecstasy as he fills her with his come. After being violated successively, the physical and mental anguish proves too great for Videl, and she collapses on her stomach.
Basher crouches next to her and says, "This is only the beginning. I'm gonna get you handcuffs, nipple clamps, vibrators. We're gonna film over a year's worth of footage-"
The hotel's large double doors explode inward.
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In the ruined doorway stands a tall, lean, young man. He's wearing a black bodysuit with a green gi over it, gloves, boots, a belt, a white, long bandanna covering his head, and very dark sunglasses over his eyes. He sees the two masked men, the naked Great Saiyawoman barely conscious on the floor, and he begins steadily walking towards them.
"Holy shit. It's the Great Saiyaman," Basher gasps. Then he regains his senses and frantically yells at Hater, "The remote! On the desk! Use it on him!"
His partner gives him a weird look and asks, "Y-You wanna see the Great Saiyaman naked?"
"No, you goddamn faggot! Make his costume heavy!"
"Oh! Right!"
Hater dives for the remote. He doesn't even bother pulling up his pants. He points the remote at the Great Saiyaman and presses a button. But to the villain's surprise, the hero just continues walking forward at a steady pace, as if nothing had changed.
"What are you waiting for?!", Basher shouts at his partner in crime. "I told you to make his costume heavy!"
"I did! I did!", Hater shouts back in panic. He uses the remote to make the superhero's costume even heavier!
Son Gohan's clothes are now so heavy, the floor cracks with every step that he takes. Yet still he walks forward effortlessly. He stops in front of hater and, without a word, extends his right arm, palm facing upward.
His entire body shaking in fear, Hater obediently drops the remote in Gohan's waiting hand. The Great Saiyaman promptly and easily crushes the device with his fingers. The two keyboard warriors scream in fear and run towards the back door.
Instead of chasing them, Gohan decides to see to Videl. He sits on the floor, gently turns the girl around, and cradles her weary head in his arm.
"Are you OK?", he asks.
"How did you do that?", she weakly asks back. "You didn't even break a sweat when they made your costume heavy."
"Oh that?! That was nothing. Master Piccolo and I train with weighted clothes far heavier than what they did to my costume. Will you be OK here? You want me to go after them?"
"No. Stay here with me," she answers, snuggling up to him. "Being a superhero isn't just about catching bad guys. It's about helping the good guys, too."
Gohan's brow furrows in confusion. He asks her, "What do you mean?"
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Lying down on some cardboard, Reznov is just about to take a nap, which he does often so that he won't notice the hunger, when a long, shiny, black limo parks near him. Surprised and curious, he sits back up. A side window in the back of the limo hums as it slides down, revealing a beautiful woman.
The woman removes her sunglasses and tells him, "Hello! I'm looking for a man named Reznov. He was last seen around here."
The vagrant warily stutters, "I-I am Reznov."
"Reznov, glad to meet you. I'm Bulma Briefs. A friend recommended you. How would you like to have a job at Capsule Corporation?"
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