His strategy

Here we go, chapter 3. Exaggerated cock size ahead.

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His strategy, chapter 3
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Goten and Trunks came at the same time, thrusting dry into each other’s mouths as they fell into…wherever they had been dropped. In all honesty, neither had even noticed anything that had happened to them in the few minutes following their pleasuring of Buu.

“We’re not slimy anymore.” Goten observed as they stood, looking down at his naked body, wet only with sweat, rather than all the pink cum from a minute ago. He distinctly remembered being completely covered in the stuff.

Trunks also remembered that, but made no comment as he took in their surroundings. “We’re not in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber anymore, Goten.”

Indeed, their surroundings were drastically different from a moment ago. First of all, everything was pink, bringing one person immediately to mind. Next, all the walls, as well as the floor and ceiling, were laced with lines, running just underneath them in a way that looked almost like veins. The was a slight give to the floor they stood on as well.

“Where are we, Trunks?” Goten asked, turning to his older—and therefore much more knowledgeable—friend.

“I don’t know, Goten, But I don’t like it.” Not realizing he was doing it, Vegeta’s son shamed his father, not to mention his entire bloodline and the pride of the Saiyan race, of course, by grabbing Goten’s hand for comfort.

“Do-do you think Buu ate us? What if we’re inside his belly? W-what are we gonna do?” Tears welled up in Goten’s eyes as he spoke, threatening to fall at any moment.

“Whoa, whoa. Hold on, Goten.” Trunks frantically tried to think of a way to stop him from crying, but it wasn’t really his area. His father’s idea of a pep talk involved a lot of hitting and shouting about their blood, so he tried to emulate his mother’s method. “It’ll be okay, there’s always another way.” Goten gave him a ‘what the Hell does that mean?’ look, so he continued. “We’re not dead, right? So all we have to do is find a way out. There must be one somewhere!”

This stopped Goten’s tears, but a quick inspection of the space gave lie to his statement. There was no door, window or any other means of egress anywhere in the round room. If it even was a room.

“We’ll just have to make a way out!” The older boy declared, being brave for the younger, and began walking around punching the wall at random, searching for a weak spot.

Goten’s mind wandered as his friend set about this, since he wasn’t really keen to walk another circle, bruising his fists. His eyes drifted up to the domed ceiling and then around the top of the room, finally resting on something hanging on the wall about ten feet off the ground.

It proved to be pods, two of them, as he floated up to take a look. They were big, bigger than him, enough that an adult could fit inside easily. They seemed to give off some energy, separate from the evil force of Buu, as though they were alive somehow. Both energies felt familiar, as if from people Goten knew. In fact…

“Piccolo?” Overcome by curiosity, Goten reached out and touched the closest one. Nothing happened, so he grabbed it and tried to pull it from the wall. It shifted out a little, but remained stuck. Still pulling, he turned his head and called out, “Hey Trunks! Come here and…Ahh!” He nearly fell from the air as part of the pod broke off, just a piece in the front. He dropped it in surprise, and then shouted in real alarm as he looked up at what had been revealed.

Majin Buu looked back at him from inside the pod. Well, not really, since his eyes were closed, but still. It wasn’t the one they had entertained a few moments ago, but the fat one who they had originally fought. “What?”

Goten belatedly realized that his shout just then had seemed louder somehow, like it had echoed, or something, and only when Trunks shouted again did he realize why.

Forgetting Buu for the moment, Goten spun around to see his friend with his fist stuck in a wall, which seemed to be trying to eat him. “Trunks!” Goten tried to go and help, but something grabbed his ankle and wound its way up his leg.

Trunk looked up to see what the Hell was taking Goten so long to come and help him, and saw that the younger was being assailed by the wall as well, a thin rope of pink Buu insides wrapped around his leg and continuing upward, then disappearing inside of him. “Hey! Leave—“ He felt a pressure at his own butt, and tried to leap away, but couldn’t avoid the tentacle that penetrated him either, exploring inside him.

Goten powered up to Super Saiyan and fired an energy blast at his attacker, freeing himself. He then sped down to Trunks’ side, landing behind him just as the other boy powered up as well, blasting away all the pink stuff.

“Trunks, Buu’s…”

“Goten.” He interrupted. “We gotta do the Fusion again. Then we’ll be strong enough to blast a hole outta here!”

“Right. Okay.” Goten leapt away, mentally preparing himself for the technique.

The walls all around them started to grow appendages, racing towards them with clear intent. Trunks forced himself to ignore them, counting down from three and then running through the steps of the silly dance they had been taught. For just a minute it looked like it wouldn’t be fast enough, but them he felt the familiar energy encompass him as he and Goten became one and the same…

Gotenks radiated a huge blast of energy right away, disintegrating all the would-be attackers. “Alright, Buu. Time for round two.” He announced, readying his energy and throwing it at the wall near where Goten had been investigating a second ago, his blast making first a small hole, which then grew, taking both pods out with it, until it was more than big enough for him.

“Here I come!” He shouted, flying through the hole in a blaze of power.

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The fused warrior made sure to do an impressive series of spins and flips in the air before executing a perfect landing several feet from the monster, facing him with finger outraised. “Okay, playtime’s over, you. Now you’re…huh?”

Buu was lying curled up on the ground, shaking from exhaustion. Gotenks glanced quickly at the two pods lying some distance away. Perhaps the loss of those sources of power had drained him completely? If so, than… “Easy peasy.” He exclaimed, strutting over to his foe, who finally came around to standing.

Gotenks stopped. “Uh…didn’t you used to be taller? And uglier?”

Truly, the most evil being ever to exist seemed to have lost several feet in height, not to mention mass elsewhere. He looked like nothing more than a kid, albeit a pink one with an antenna and a twisted expression on his otherwise cute face.

Whatever it was that Buu had become suddenly let out with a shriek of hysterical laughter and launched itself at Gotenks, mindless rage directing his attack.

“Whoa!” Overwhelmed, Gotenks fell back in face of the power he was assaulted with. “Jeez, kid, what’s your problem? Gagck!” A jointless kick caught him in the chin and he flew back, only to have the diminutive monster land on him.

“Hey? What the Hell do you think you’re doing up there?” He struggled to break free but couldn’t, and soon felt a sharp pain, which quickly receded, as he entered by his assailant. “What’s that supposed to be, a toy?”

Buu howled again and started pumping hard into Gotenks. The young warrior ignored him and focused on gathering all the energy he required. Just as Buu’s pace started to quicken erratically, he was ready, and pulled all his power into transforming.

He went Super Saiyan 3 and blasted Buu away just as the little monster finished, his cum spraying out into the air between them and splattering on the ground. “Ha! Did you really think I’d let someone with that small a dick fuck me?” He laughed, ignoring the fact that this had already happened. “Oh, no. I’m going to be topping this time!”

Buu laughed again and launched himself at his opponent. The ensuing fight was frustrating for Gotenks, partially because nothing his super powered self threw at the monster did any lasting damage, and he seemed to be more powerful for all his diminished size.

However, the other part of the problem was that Buu couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to rape Gotenks again or just kill him. He fought in a frenzy, clearly trying to do serious damage—several times Earth’s warrior had to dodge at the last second to save his own awesome skin—but every time Buu got close enough, he would grab at Gotenks, pressing them together and not really seeming to mind where rubbed his little prick—about the size of Gotenks’ own, he guessed—as long as it created friction. Neither erection deflated even slightly at any point during the battle.

And he was running out of time. Gotenks could hear the clock running out in his head, twenty minutes, fifteen…If he didn’t do something soon, Trunks and Goten would be in for a violent repeat of what had happened earlier.

He ran through a list of all the super cool techniques he had come up with during his training before the monster had been brought to him. There had to be one…Aha.

He disengaged himself from the pink apparition and landed a few feet away. “Hey, cutie, wanna doughnut?”

Buu cocked his head sideways in question, and then watched curiously—like a person watching a dog do a trick—as Gotenks drew a circle in the air above his head, creating an energy ring, more than big enough for one of them to fit inside. “Here ya go!” He made a throwing motion with both hands and the ‘doughnut’ flew towards the alien, stopping directly above him.

There was no reaction from Buu as the ring descended, hovering around his torso, until it suddenly contracted. Only then did the bemused expression vanish as he struggled to break out from his prison.

Gotenks tackled his enemy to the ground, straddling him as he smirked down triumphantly. “Now it’s your turn, ya little freak! Now you get Gotenks’ cock!”

Buu paused his straining for a second to give a pointed glance down at the equipment in question, and promptly burst out laughing again, forgetting for the moment his need to escape.

“Shut up! I’ll show you!” Gotenks stood, took a deep breath as he gathered his energy again, and finally shouted “Gotenks Super-Mega Cock of Power!!! HAAA!!!” And, through execution of a technique that only the product of two sex-obsessed boys could have come up with, his dick started glowing and then got bigger and wider, eclipsing his bellybutton and passing up to his ribcage, it was a thick as his hand, his arm, his…

Before it got any bigger, Gotenks knelt back down and positioned it right at Buu’s entrance. Apparently fascinated at what was about to happen to him, Buu just watched as the huge little boy cock was pressed inside him, further and further in, his stretchy body accommodating the whole thing, until their hips were connected and it was buried up to his belly, still growing, albeit more slowly now that it was restrained.

“Oh yeah, how d’you like that?” Gotenks shouted as he felt himself sheathed entirely in the squishy substance that was Buu. “Better get used to it, pinky. I ain’t going anywhere.” In response, the monster growled, but it was halfhearted at best.

Now, with his former tormentor thoroughly put in place, Gotenks sent about the task of manoeuvering his now massive cock in a thrusting motion. Unfortunately, he had never figured out how to make it stop growing, short of cumming or waiting for the Fusion to end. It wasn’t much toss up which option he preferred.

Obviously it was impossible for him to pull any distance out, but that didn’t stop the fused warrior from banging himself in as hard as he could every time. Buu responded loudly from the first thrust, howling his approval.

Topping was hard, Gotenks decided; he much preferred being on the fun end of things. Not that it wasn’t an awesome feeling; the pressure, the friction around his cock, the feeling of Buu squirming underneath him…but it was just so much work. Sweat beaded his forehead as he pushed his cock, now long enough that he could suck it himself were he so inclined at the moment, back and forth inside the monster, reaching further with every thrust. The force of each one was lifting Buu from the ground as Gotenks’ hands failed to keep him flat.

He couldn’t go as fast as he wanted to, either. It was so much of an ordeal just to pull out…and then push back in…it felt like every thrust took hours. He liked his sex fast, thanks. Besides, he was running out of time. Not even ten minutes, now…

And then it didn’t matter. Buu’s whole body just tightened, everything contracting all at once inside and suffocating Gotenks’ cock when the monster hit his orgasm, his shrieking raising to fever pitch as he spurted his bubblegum cum everywhere; some of it hitting his penetrator, but mostly landing on himself.

In turn, Gotenks shouted almost as loud as he began to cum, filling the monster up full with his own seed. It just kept coming and coming…Gotenks’ orgasms were strong anyway, but this was off the charts even for him. Everything went white, and not just because of the emptiness of their surroundings.

When he came around, he was laying on top of Buu, still planted deep inside him. They both just lay there for the moment, panting, until Gotenks started to get up and said “How’d ya like that, Buu? Never mess with Super Cool Gotenks!” He started upon the monumental task of pulling his slowly shrinking self out, and then got a bit of a surprise when Buu extended his arms--breaking through the energy ring like it wasn’t there--and wrapped them around Gotenks, not letting him move.

He quickly recovered, however. “Aww. All the monster needed was a good fucking to settle him down. Poor thing just never had anyone do him properly.” He mocked, then cursed as he felt his energy begin to separate, form two different people once again…

Buu actually yelped as the length of Gotenks left him all at once, the boy himself replaced by Goten and Trunks, both wrapped in his arms. There were a few tense moments as Buu suddenly shoved them away, stood and started to advance on them menacingly before either could even regain his footing.

“Hey!” Trunks barked from just in front of Goten, who was helping him to his feet. “Hold on just a minute!” slight quaver aside, it was actually quite a good imitation of his father’s permanent growl, he thought. Buu stopped just short of them, anyway. “You want that again, don’t you?” He gestured to the strings of cum running down the little pink legs. It took a years-long second, but Buu nodded in affirmation. “Good. Well, you can have it. But you gotta stop tryin’ to kill us.”

“Yeah!” Goten added, emboldened by his friend’s defiance and the fact that they weren’t being beaten, raped, or consumed. “And everyone else, too!”

“And you hafta spit out everyone you ate.”

“An-and do everything we say!”

For a moment, it looked like it was a bust, like everything would fall completely flat, everything they had just gone through for nothing. But then, finally, Buu nodded again.

“Wahoo! We did it!” Trunks grabbed Goten in a hug and they spun each other around. “We beat Buu! We saved the world!” Letting go of his friend, Trunks took a step back, casting a quick glance and the now docile monster. “C’mon, Goten. Let’s go tell everyone!”

“Wait, hold on, Trunks!”

“What’s the matter?”

“Do you remember where we left our clothes?”

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About three hours later, everything was back to normal. Sort of. Mr. Popo had disappeared to gather the Dragonballs, and soon everyone killed outright by Buu had been brought back to life. The former annihilator of humankind regurgitated everyone whom he had eaten as well; and the old Buu, the fat one who was apparently a good guy as well, and Piccolo had been removed from their Buu pods with no serious harm done.

Trunks and Goten had told their fabricated story about befriending Buu once he turned into a harmless kid about a bazillion times; the adults finally got the hint that they were sick of telling it when they started embellishing, Trunks with entertaining stories of how he had beaten the monster with only one finger, and Goten carefully explaining how a whale had flown down from the sky and eaten evil Buu up in one bite.

Finally dismissed from the boring conversation everyone wanted to have about what to do about the Buus now that they weren’t bent on destruction, the boys wandered over to where the little pink menace was sitting, hanging his legs over the side of the Lookout. He had the front of his pants partly down and was stroking himself boredly.

“Goten’ll suck that for you if you ask nice enough, you know.” Buu jumped; clearly he hadn’t heard them approach.

“Trunks!” Goten whined, but couldn’t really follow it up with any realistic denial. He stuck his tongue out instead and sat to help Buu with his task. After a quick check to make sure they weren’t being observed, Trunks did as well, and soon there was a nice sticky mess on Buu’s belly and lap.

Buu absorbed the cum back into his body as the two other boys righted his pants for him. “Goten…” Trunks said sweetly, rubbing at the front of his pants. “Could you do something for me?”

The younger boy leaned in to Buu and spoke in his ear, loud enough for his friend to overhear. “You should stick your tongue up his butt, he’ll do anything you say after.” He giggled as he spoke, and Buu looked thoughtful.

“Goten!” But he too was unable to denounce the statement as a lie. Trunks covered his blush by looking back at the grown-ups again. “Hey, maybe we should all do somewhere else to hang out, you think?”

“Sure.” Goten slipped from his perch and floated a few inches away from the Lookout, taking Buu by the hand along with him.

Trunks pushed off as well and turned, calling out to everyone. “Hey! Me and Goten are gonna go play with Buu! Bye!”

Before anyone’s parents could protest, all three boys sped off into the clouds, identical tents in their pants promising that theirs would be a happy future.

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And they all fucked happily ever after. XD

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