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Uncontrollable Lust: Multiverse Takeover	By : Best-Lemon-Writer-in-Training Category: Dragon Ball Z > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 35798 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Waking up again after his self-induced yet small coma, Gohan woke up to the feeling of weight on his body, hands pressed into his chest, opening his eyes to find Chi-Chi riding him ferociously, her movements desperate, eyes clenched tightly as she held her head low, her breasts moving ever so slightly with each rough grind of her hips.

He was a bit startled at this at first, but he soon smiled at the realization.

Him having reverted to his regular self in this time, he naturally had little idea as to why Chi-Chi looked slightly older than before, but he shrugged this off as to thinking that his mental state had changed to that of his more lustful side.

Taking the chance that lay before him then, he grasped her wide, womanly hips in his hands, grunting as he lifted Chi-Chi up and started slamming her down on him, Chi-Chi screaming loudly as he retook control of their sex, slamming her down on him with immense speed, the consecutive thrusts that forced his cock into her womanhood gradually forcing her to screeam, breasts quickly bouncing wildly in the matter of seconds.

After starting to grip his shoulders, she let go of them for a short time, leaning back and placing her hands on his calves, gripping them instead, doing this to allow her breasts to bounce more freely for Gohan's pleasure.

He took this as a sign, grunting, his body going wild, his hips thrusting harshly against her, the sight of her wildly bouncing breasts arousing him even more, their enjoined flesh sending immense bouts of pleasure throughout his body.

Hearing her endless screams, Gohan gripped Chi-Chi's hips more tightly, holding himself in before he came, Chi-Chi gradually becoming more sweaty, her legs shifting every so often, before she climaxed, Gohan feeling the walls close slightly around him, before he thrust fully inside of her, letting his cum spill into her, it pumping itself inside of her for a few seconds before stopping.

Chi-Chi still gripped his calves as this happened, throwing her head back as she climaxed, screaming out at the top of her lungs, the lack of energy she had making her arms buckle under her own weight.

Before she lost full use of her arms, Gohan leaned up, catching her before she fell, hugging her in his strong arms, his eyes closed, leaning his head against her breast, as though it were a pillow.

"This is a nice surprise." Gohan said, feeling their mixed juices spill out from their enjoined flesh, them going over his balls and onto the floor.

"Will you keep me around for a while then?" She asked with hope in her voice, speaking between breaths as she weakly hugged him to her breasts.

"Of course Chi-Chi." Gohan responded, then suddenly flipped them over, Chi-Chi's legs laying uselessly on the floor, Gohan on his knees while grabbing her ass cheeks, taking a firm grip on them before starting to thrust, his movements causing nasty sounds to fill the room, Chi-Chi groaning.

She lulled her head to the side, bringing her arms to spread out to each side of her body, letting herself moan as her pleasure dictated, her breasts bouncing a fair bit, her eyes still as clenched as they were before.

It felt different now to be fucked by him, unlike what she was used to.

As a result of him killing her before coming back to life, all due to her being bad at handling sex with him, she'd been going through the past few weeks training her body to be stronger and training her pussy to be more durable.

Due to this, every single day that she woke up, Chi-Chi would go straight to the room Gohan slept in and start fucking him in multiple positions, him able to get an erection even in his sleep with a simple blowjob.

He would last for several minutes before he ever came, so she trained herself to the point that she could last making him cum three times in his sleep.

Of course the eternities it took to allow this to happen left her sweaty and exhausted, her leg bones more sore than ever before, by the time that she finished, but she adjusted after a while.

Sure, she may already have gotten pregnant at that point, but she'd deal with that problem later on.

And besides, with how much Gohan enjoyed fondling their breasts, the baby might even help cause her breasts to grow to a larger size.

With her hair heavily disheveled, Chi-Chi cried out loudly, hours passing by, Gohan's next load of cum filling her to the brink as he thrust fully inside of her, her chest heaving heavily.

With Gohan breathing just as heavily, the woman felt the bottom of her thighs meet the floor, Gohan pulling out of her, their cum spilling out of her pussy.

He collapsed on top of her, his body weight light, falling asleep on her breasts, Chi-Chi opening her eyes slightly, smiling down at him.

Then she gently pushed him off of her, him falling on his side, her rolling to her right and stumbling back to her feet, her balance very shaky as she stood back up on her two feet.

As she finally got up again, she started to walk with a sway to her body, a waterfall of cum gushing out of her hole at regular intervals, adding to the white trail that lingered on the floor that had formed due to her routinely riding Gohan for a set number of hours before he came inside of her in large loads.

Hopefully now that he was awake she would be seen as more than just an object in her eyes...

As she sat inside of the lab, Bulma worked tirelessly on the android under her, #18 lying on her back, hair spread out on the metal table under her, it a short pale yellow curtain, pressing its cold exterior all over the woman's clothed back.

Having worked endlessly for the better part of the day after having left the Hyperbolic Time Chamber with all the other so called goddesses, Bulma was now all but engrossed in the blonde beneath her, the notes of Dr. Gero held in her hands so that she wouldn't make any mistakes.

When she finally finished, it was the crack of dawn, she herself never complaining about the work load she took on, and looking at the ruby red pearls that were lodged into the palms of #18's hands, she sighed, Bulma lifting her arms in the air and stretching them with a yawn, the joints in her elbows cracking.

"Are you finished yet?" #18 asked, opening her eyes and looking at the blue haired woman, sitting up while looking at her hands, closing her hand into a fist and opening it back up over and over again.

"There's only one way to find out." Bulma said, having stopped stretching and lowered her arms, "Follow me outside."

#18 nodded, pushing herself off of the metal table that held her weight, her bare feet rubbing against the cold floor.

She followed Bulma out of the lab, who was reading a few more old notes of Dr. Gero's, still doing the same thing to her fist as before while half-looking at it and where she was going.

Her hand felt really weird now...

As they finally walked through the middle of the hallway, Bulma instructed #18 after turning to her, "Try focusing your energy into your palms and form a type of barrier around the palm of your hand with it. I'll try throwing a ball of energy at you."

#18 complied, concentrating and lifting up her hand, the gem on her palm like a bull's eye on a dart board to Bulma, who was several feet away from her.

Bulma too concentrated, her eyes narrowing, lifting her left hand and gripping her wrist with her right hand, feeling the energy flowing through her, a small, light blue, ball of energy forming not too far above it.

Having made her target out of the gem on #18's palm, Bulma let go of her wrist.

Keeping her concentration, she pulled her arm back, the ball following her palm, before throwing the ball of ki at #18.

The blonde fought harshly against the reflex of trying to swat it away while keeping her own concentration, the ball coming at nearly blinding speed.

The ball hitting her palm seconds layer, it disappeared into it instantly, #18 feeling the energy behind the attack fill her and flow throughout her body.

Her having held her breath at the anticipation, she let out a breath, looking at her hand again.

"Looks like it's a success after all." Bulma said with a sense of self-pride, beaming at her accomplishment.

"Alright. When do you think that Time Machine will be ready?" #18 asked, still trying to adjust to the new add-on Bulma had given to her body, her fists still clenching and unclenching themselves.

"I'm not sure, but I'm sure that if I made it in one dimension, I can do it in this dimension." Bulma said with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Anything else you need me for?" #18 asked, walking back to the lab before she started to ask the question, her hand on the doorknob as she looked at her.

"Not at the moment. Thanks for staying for so long. I imagine that you're tired. Try to get some rest." Bulma responded with a smile, stuffing her hands into her pockets.

"I can handle this much time without sleeping." #18 said, her tone only half-joking, as she turned the doorknob, pushing the door open.

She walked inside the room and, after looking around briefly, took up her regular clothes off of a cabinet near the door, her wearing loose black bottoms and a plain white t-shirt at that time for the operation Bulma had done to her.

She started to try and undress again in order to put on the other change of clothes that she had now, but as she considered the fact that she was planning on going back to sleep anyways, stopped her attempt at taking her shirt off, instead opting to simply fold her clothes and stack them on top of one another, walking out of the lab and passing Bulma on her way out.

As she finally let herself collapse on the crisp sheets of her bed, #18 sighed softly, curling herself on her side and letting sleep overtake her.

It had taken several minutes for Gohan to convince the women within the household he had been sleeping in that he didn't remember anything from before he was brought there.

They seemed skeptic for a long time, but they eventually told him of how he'd impregnated an entire race, as well as how he killed a woman's husband in a bet for who was more powerful.

Whilst hearing the latter thing, Gohan looked at the only woman in the room that was human that he didn't recognize, the woman holding a baby in her arms while sitting in a chair.

She looked up at him to meet his gaze, her gaze somewhat hollow.

"Did I kill your...?" Gohan trailed off.

"Yes." She said calmly, and with a large deal of bitterness in her voice.

"I'm sorry. I..."

She shook her head at his words, "It's obvious that I chose the wrong person to be my husband, to even think of doing something like that. I can only hope you'll treat me better."

She stood up in her chair, walking to him, and holding her gaze all the while, Gohan watched as she leaned down to look him in the eye, her pressing her lips against his.

Seeing that her eyes were closed, Gohan kissed back, their lip-lock holding for a moment, before the woman's eyes opened up again when she felt something poke her in the leg.

Breaking the lip-lock and looking down, the woman was surprised to see that Gohan was fully hard from just that one kiss.

Looking up at him again, she sighed softly.

"Since my late husband offered to make me and my daughter your property, I'll do what I can to satisfy your needs to the best of my ability. If we're to do this, we'd best do it now." She looked down at the child, her sleeping comfortably in her arms, and she smiled lightly. "I don't want to disturb her sleep."

Gohan shook his head lightly, "No, it's fine miss."

"You can call me Tee-Tee." She replied. "My name is Tee-Tee Ox."

Hearing Tee-Tee's words, Gohan nodded lightly.

He looked over at Bulma, who watched him curiously, "Bulma, could I ask you a favor?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Could you build a Dragon Radar?"

"Why?"

"There was something I needed to wish for with the dragon balls. Could you make it?"

Gohan had already attempted to make a wish, yet it had failed to do anything but cause an energy to rise up within him.

Soon realizing the dragon balls he had held no use, the only other thing he could surmise to do was find the dragon balls.

"I would, but I don't have all the things I need."

"What do you need?" Gohan asked immediately.

He didn't want to risk becoming his lust self again.

He didn't even want to imagine the amount of destruction he'd cause if that happened.

After giving him a weird look, Bulma listed off the things she needed, and upon her finishing, Gohan ran out of the door, faster than any of them could sense, and in a minute's time, Gohan had returned, carrying all of the supplies they needed.

Gohan wouldn't digress the details of how he'd gotten them so fast, him telling Bulma that he needed the Radar as soon as was possible.

He would never admit to stealing the needed equipment from the Capsule Corporation buildings.

Though the process was long, Gohan waited as patiently as he could, a few days passing him by.

On the first day, he asked her how it was going, her getting the basic structure of the Radar made.

On the second day, he asked her how it was going once more, her managing to connect a signal to the Radar for dragon balls but not being able to be read at the moment he asked.

It was on the third night after she started that Bulma had finally finished.

Happy that her labor had finally ended, she immediately would go into Gohan's room, entering to find Chi-Chi riding him wildly as she cried out in pleasure, eyes clenched tightly as Gohan looked up at her with a blank expression despite her strong efforts.

Bulma simply stared at them for a long moment, before she cautiously closed the door as quietly as possible.

The scream of Chi-Chi suddenly rising dramatically signalled her climax from across the door, and looking at it for a long time, Bulma jumped slightly when the door slid open, his eyes still carrying the same blankness as moments before.

"Are you okay Gohan?" Bulma asked curiously.

"Yes, I'm fine." He replied, looking down at her hand. "What's that in your hands there?"

"It's the Dragon Radar, just like you wanted." Bulma smiled at Gohan supportively.

Instead of gratitude however, Bulma found confusion to be on Gohan's expression.

This in turn caused her to feel confused.

"Gohan? Why do you look like that?"

Gohan shook his head, looking up at her, "How long was I asleep the last time I blacked out?"

"Huh?" Bulma blinked, then looked up slightly in thought. "The last time you were out for a while lasted for about a week. But you woke up a few days ago."

"I see." Gohan's hand took the Radar out of her hands, "Thank you Bulma. I needed this."

"You're welcome Gohan." Bulma smiled at him again, and he walked past her, eyes narrowed deeply.

"Hey, Gohan?" Bulma's voice made him stop, looking back at her to find a curious expression. "Are you sure you're fine?"

Gohan smiled, "I've never been finer in my life."

"You seem different today." Bulma pointed out.

"Do I really?" At Bulma's nod, Gohan shrugged, "I'm not sure. Maybe I'm a little tired."

"Shouldn't you go to sleep then?"

"I'll go to sleep soon. I just wanted to gather the dragon balls first while I'm still awake."

"Are you sure? It's not like the dragon balls will be gone if you leave tomorrow."

"I'll come back for you. I don't think I've been showing you enough attention lately." The Gohan of that point in time would have no way of knowing if his less lustful self had in fact acted like this, but said it nonetheless.

Without waiting for her reply, Gohan walked out of the house and flew off into the sky, his body flashing out of sight.

Though the wind slapped his face for a moment, Gohan stopped ascending when he reached a high point in the air, him closing his eyes and contrentrating.

Several clones appeared around him then.

After looking at all of them, Gohan willed them all to give him all of their energy, with them just barely having enough ki to stay in flight.

Feeling that the energy he could not raise his power level past was greatly dimished once more, Gohan smiled softly, before willing the clones to become one entity.

After destroying the clone via ki blast, Gohan lifted up the Radar, pushing its button and seeing where the dragon balls were.

Happy with this, the boy went on his way through flight, him returning home a little over a half hour later, throwing the sixth dragon ball into a the bundle he was making before going into his house.

Upon walking inside, Gohan found that Bulma sat quietly with Tee-Tee at the table.

He smiled, walking to the table they sat around and picking up the last dragon ball, Gohan looking over at Bulma and Tee-Tee respectively, "Come with me."

"Why?" Tee-Tee asked, her eyes lowering themselves to the boy's cock, seeing its half-hardness as it hung itself nearly to his knees.

"If we go now, then I can do what I need to do faster." Gohan responded.

Tee-Tee tilted her head at this, but didn't question him further, setting the baby in her arms down on a soft pillow larger than her body.

After making sure her daughter was safe, Tee-Tee stood up, Bulma doing the same a second later.

Gohan turned himself around, him walking out of the door with both Bulma and Tee-Tee following suits, going a short distance before throwing the last dragon ball in its bundle.

Having accomplished this, Gohan turned around, looking over at Bulma, his look now expecting.

Seeing how unhard his cock still was, Bulma walked before him, getting down on her knees and wrapping her fingers around his cock, lifting his cock head up and sucking on it.

Gohan's body felt the immense pleasure going through his body, yet said and did nothing as he watched Bulma start putting more and more of his cock into her mouth, her sucking almost obsessively as her head hobbled on his increasingly growing length, her right hand gripping the base of his member as he watched her other hand trail down her body, her two fingers penetrating her pussy as she rubbed herself.

Soon realizing he was fully hard, Bulma thrust her head forward, one long, deep, deepthroat, before pulling her head back and desperately trying to breathe for air.

Smiling at this, Gohan walked around her, going to Tee-Tee and studying her.

She had J-Cups, her hips and body forming a perfect hour glass figure as he walked to her, and when he closed the distance between them, Tee-Tee, who knew his intentions, lifted up her right knee, Gohan's left hand curling itself under it, pushing it over his shoulders, before she jumped lightly, Gohan catching her other knee with relative ease when she brought it up, her leaning forward.

After getting a good grip, Gohan turned around again to Bulma, walking to her, him concentrating his ki for but a split second before his body burst with light, the power of his Super Saiyan 2 shaking the Earth slightly.

"Bulma, push me inside of her." Gohan ordered the blue haired woman, and she complied, grasping his cock and aiming it up for him as it stood straight as metal.

Gohan lifted Tee-Tee up, him doing this just enough for him to feel a light rub of his cock's head brushing against Tee-Tee's pussy.

Now knowing where her pussy was in relation to his cock, Gohan thrust his hips up, the act of him entering his grandmother causing the woman to gasp from the size of his length.

Without even needing to say anything, Bulma's tongue ravaged itself around Gohan's cock as she sat on her knees, him bouncing Tee-Tee by her knees as their flesh clapped lowly.

Bulma's hands rose up in the air, pressing themselves into Tee-Tee's ass cheeks and squeezing them whilst sucking on Gohan's balls.

With Bulma holding Tee-Tee in place, Gohan started giving real thrusts, there seeming to be a hundred sounds of clapping flesh happening at once, Bulma struggling to hold Tee-Tee's jiggling ass as Gohan unleashed a flurry of monstrous thrusts into her, the black haired woman screaming out loudly as this happened to her, pleasure forcing itself throughout her body as her J-Cups bounced beautifully in Gohan's face.

Amidst her screams and pleasures however, Tee-Tee could hardly hear Gohan saying loudly, "Shenron, come forth!"

The dragon balls glowed brightly behind them, Gohan thrusting more harshly into Tee-Tee, listening as the dragon made its entrance.

"I am Shenron, dragon of dreams. I will grant you one wish."

Smirking, Gohan roared his wish, "I wish that I was split into two people, with me being made up of my Saiyan half, and the other as my human half, with me keeping all of my powers and the human having none!"

There came a moment of silence as Shenron's eyes glowed, a light bursting out of Gohan as a ball of light, Gohan's thrusts becoming several times more barbaric as he looked over at the fading ball of light, it being a boy with his hair, who looked exactly the same as he did, and smiling darkly, Gohan used his reformed power of the dragon balls to make one wish.

I wish that boy would absorb all of the energy that's keeping me from using the dragon balls' power, every time I try to use them.

As he made this wish, his body burst into light as the restraint on his power was released, cast onto the human Gohan as he lay limply on the ground.

"Your wish is granted. Farewell." Shenron spoke, before he dispersed into the seven balls that flew in different directions.

With the power of the dragon balls flooding back into him, the Saiyan Gohan's thrusts grew so erratic that Bulma couldn't hold Tee-Tee's ass cheeks anymore from them jiggling too much, her gazing in awe at the sheer speed of Gohan's thrusts, Tee-Tee's screams piercing the skies as she threw her head back.

Her womb entrance had been broken through, and it seemed that Gohan wouldn't be pulling his thrusts at all, even as she climaxed a minute later.

Happy to have gained his old powers again, Gohan made a new wish.

I wish that the split personality I had would be this boy's, and the one I have now was the only personality in this body.

The wish was made true as the dragon balls on his chest glowed, the energy that started to build up in the Saiyan Gohan going into the human one instead.

Knowing there was only one thing left to do, Gohan made his final wish.

I wish that boy was sealed off into another dimension, for his body to absorb all the energy that kept me from making wishes.

As the human Gohan disappeared, the Saiyan Gohan smiled, him thrusting with all his strength and speed into Tee-Tee's pussy, her screaming her lungs to hoarseness from pleasure, this music to the now full-blooded Saiyan's ears.

After a period lasting for an hour, Gohan thrust fully inside of Tee-Tee, her body twitching uncontrollably as he came, his cum filling her as her walls lay broken through, her many orgasms doing little to pleasure him at all beforehand.

When his cum spilled out of their enclosed hole, Gohan pulled his cock out of the woman, dropping her on the grass, her ass slamming into the puddle of cum her body let out, her sweaty body twitching greatly.

Due to Gohan not being anywhere near satisfied by this however, Bulma could do nothing to stop him from fucking her more brutally than her predecessor.

When both women failed to satisfy him, Gohan was still able to smile despite himself.

Now having all of his powers undaunted, Gohan made his next wish with a genuinely content smile.

I wish my wives were here with me.

He turned after a moment, finding the many women to be there, and he walked towards them, believing that this solved a major obstacle in his hope to conquer the Multiverse.

Despite this thought however, the human Gohan stirred within his new dimension, him stuck in a void of blackness.

As he opened his eyes, he wondered for a moment where he was.

Trying to squint to see what was around him made no difference, and his body was immobile.

"Am I dreaming?" He asked aloud.

"If only you were." A deep voice rumbled in his ears, the marking of the One Star dragon ball on his glowing a faint blue on his chest before disappearing with the voice.

Thoroughly surprised, Gohan tried to look around, but realized once more he couldn't move.

"You really are a nuisance. This entire situation could have been avoided if you'd never held back your impulses." Another voice spoke, this time it speaking in sync with the Three Star dragon ball's markings glowing.

"What?"

"Does it really matter? Regardless of what we do, we're trapped here together." The Four Star dragon ball's marking lit up with this.

""This boy" truly is a nuisance." The One Star dragon ball marking said.

"Who are you?" Gohan yelled, struggling to move even an inch.

"We are the Shenron." Seven voices spoke in sync.

A/N: At long last, it's finished.

If you're one the people who wished for this story to continue, then you can thank a person named Juan45.

By making the following fan-art's structure, I was inspired to write this story again after adding color into it.

http://orig03.deviantart.net/cd76/f/2016/058/1/7/goha_by_carrollbriggs-d9tc00u.jpg
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