Dragonball Z: The Pregnancy of Bulma Briefs
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Dragon Ball Z › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
4,584
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Of Sex and Saiyans
Dragonball Z: The Pregnancy Of Bulma Briefs
By Goatboy Damient
Author's Note: Well folks, I haven't written in a while, but let's see how it turns out. I got to wondering...how did Vegeta, the rough and tough Prince of the Saiyans handle the horrors of a human pregnancy? How would a human woman handle the sheer power of a Saiyan in the sack? And it HAS to be Bulma's fault they got into a relationship. Ever read the manga? She's a saucy tramp! Chapter 1 now, another chapter every other day or so. Come back Wednesday!
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Chapter 1: Of Sex and Saiyans
"Bulma! Bulma, where are you, woman?"
Vegeta looked around. In the garden? No. Her room? No. Her parent's room? God,NO. He wasn't dumb enough to go in THERE again. He barely got away from Mrs. Briefs in one piece last time. What was wrong with human women? Bulma had been the same way!
Everyone seemed to think it was HIM who had seduced Bulma, HIM who had lured her into their series of heated, sexual flings. Kakkarot, his puny human friends, the Namek, all of them. But it was HER! SHE did it!
Vegeta was not on Earth of his own choice. But what he had found out since coming here is that Earthling women want two things. Sex, and power. And aside from Kakkarot, they didn't get much more powerful than him. Vegeta knew, somewhere inside, that Bulma really wanted that fool Kakkarot. But still, she was his. If he lived long enough to enjoy it.
He would never have given in if not for the desire to surpass Kakkarot. Who knew that such power could be gained by training in heavy gravity! And the human woman's father had the ability to make that technology! Surely, with the same training, he, the Saiyan Prince, could surpass that low-level fighter. And when he'd worked himself almost to death, Bulma had been there, watching him, fussing over him.
Sentimentality made him wretch. But for some reason, the cold and ruthless Prince Vegeta had begun to get rather sentimental himself. And THAT was when she demanded nonstop sex. What was a man, Earthling or not, to do?
Vegeta checked the bathroom. Not here either! Blast! Where had that woman gotten off to? She was pregnant! She carried his child! She didn't need to be wandering about!
Vegeta stalked furiously around a corner, jaw set, eyes ablaze. Oh, she was going to get it. She had really done it this time. She had...
Gorged herself silly.
Bulma sat in the middle of the lab floor, a plethora of cakes, candies, and frozen sweets strewn about her. The woman had gained a sweet tooth since getting pregnant. She'd ruin her figure this way, and Vegeta was determined to NOT let that happen.
"Bulma Briefs, I love you dearly. Now put down those donuts."
Bulma licked some frosting from the corner of her mouth, sending a shiver down Vegeta's spine. She knew she could always get to him that way. But he was telling her to put down the donuts, now? Oh, no. Vegeta was HERS. HE had done this to her. And she needed donuts.
"Vegeta Vegeta, I love you dearly. But don't you dare try to make me put down these donuts, if you want those testicles intact."
Vegeta knew she wasn't just fibbing. He had found out in the bedroom how strong a human woman could be if she was feeling feisty. But she'd gone too far. The lab had been destroyed by candy.
"Now Bulma, I'm just worried about you, and you'll get sick if you eat so much. Now please, come with me and lie down, you need some rest."
"I do NOT need some rest," said Bulma, tossing back her long, blue hair "I need to eat. You're not even human, how do you know what a human woman needs?"
Vegeta's face reddened, and he took a step towards her. "Now listen here, woman, if you don't come with me, so help me I'll...OW!"
The Saiyan flinched as a box of cookies hit his head, and recognized the look on Bulma's face. He had done it now. She was angry. And no matter your power level, you do NOT anger a human woman after she has had you in bed. If you wanted to keep your balls, that is.
"Go to hell, Vegeta! You want these donuts? Come get em', little man! HAHAHA!"
A huge flash of light blinded Vegeta for a moment, and by the time his vision cleared, he heard the hum of a rocket motor in the distance. She was gone.
And Vegeta was convinced that if he didn't catch her, with the mood she was in now, the whole world was doomed.
Gritting his teeth, he charged up, and flew off. She wanted to play games? He could play games!
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Sorry for all the exposition. I'll get you more action Wednesday, promise!
As always, review if you will, and if you're going to criticize, be constructive. Okay? Okay!
By Goatboy Damient
Author's Note: Well folks, I haven't written in a while, but let's see how it turns out. I got to wondering...how did Vegeta, the rough and tough Prince of the Saiyans handle the horrors of a human pregnancy? How would a human woman handle the sheer power of a Saiyan in the sack? And it HAS to be Bulma's fault they got into a relationship. Ever read the manga? She's a saucy tramp! Chapter 1 now, another chapter every other day or so. Come back Wednesday!
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Chapter 1: Of Sex and Saiyans
"Bulma! Bulma, where are you, woman?"
Vegeta looked around. In the garden? No. Her room? No. Her parent's room? God,NO. He wasn't dumb enough to go in THERE again. He barely got away from Mrs. Briefs in one piece last time. What was wrong with human women? Bulma had been the same way!
Everyone seemed to think it was HIM who had seduced Bulma, HIM who had lured her into their series of heated, sexual flings. Kakkarot, his puny human friends, the Namek, all of them. But it was HER! SHE did it!
Vegeta was not on Earth of his own choice. But what he had found out since coming here is that Earthling women want two things. Sex, and power. And aside from Kakkarot, they didn't get much more powerful than him. Vegeta knew, somewhere inside, that Bulma really wanted that fool Kakkarot. But still, she was his. If he lived long enough to enjoy it.
He would never have given in if not for the desire to surpass Kakkarot. Who knew that such power could be gained by training in heavy gravity! And the human woman's father had the ability to make that technology! Surely, with the same training, he, the Saiyan Prince, could surpass that low-level fighter. And when he'd worked himself almost to death, Bulma had been there, watching him, fussing over him.
Sentimentality made him wretch. But for some reason, the cold and ruthless Prince Vegeta had begun to get rather sentimental himself. And THAT was when she demanded nonstop sex. What was a man, Earthling or not, to do?
Vegeta checked the bathroom. Not here either! Blast! Where had that woman gotten off to? She was pregnant! She carried his child! She didn't need to be wandering about!
Vegeta stalked furiously around a corner, jaw set, eyes ablaze. Oh, she was going to get it. She had really done it this time. She had...
Gorged herself silly.
Bulma sat in the middle of the lab floor, a plethora of cakes, candies, and frozen sweets strewn about her. The woman had gained a sweet tooth since getting pregnant. She'd ruin her figure this way, and Vegeta was determined to NOT let that happen.
"Bulma Briefs, I love you dearly. Now put down those donuts."
Bulma licked some frosting from the corner of her mouth, sending a shiver down Vegeta's spine. She knew she could always get to him that way. But he was telling her to put down the donuts, now? Oh, no. Vegeta was HERS. HE had done this to her. And she needed donuts.
"Vegeta Vegeta, I love you dearly. But don't you dare try to make me put down these donuts, if you want those testicles intact."
Vegeta knew she wasn't just fibbing. He had found out in the bedroom how strong a human woman could be if she was feeling feisty. But she'd gone too far. The lab had been destroyed by candy.
"Now Bulma, I'm just worried about you, and you'll get sick if you eat so much. Now please, come with me and lie down, you need some rest."
"I do NOT need some rest," said Bulma, tossing back her long, blue hair "I need to eat. You're not even human, how do you know what a human woman needs?"
Vegeta's face reddened, and he took a step towards her. "Now listen here, woman, if you don't come with me, so help me I'll...OW!"
The Saiyan flinched as a box of cookies hit his head, and recognized the look on Bulma's face. He had done it now. She was angry. And no matter your power level, you do NOT anger a human woman after she has had you in bed. If you wanted to keep your balls, that is.
"Go to hell, Vegeta! You want these donuts? Come get em', little man! HAHAHA!"
A huge flash of light blinded Vegeta for a moment, and by the time his vision cleared, he heard the hum of a rocket motor in the distance. She was gone.
And Vegeta was convinced that if he didn't catch her, with the mood she was in now, the whole world was doomed.
Gritting his teeth, he charged up, and flew off. She wanted to play games? He could play games!
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Sorry for all the exposition. I'll get you more action Wednesday, promise!
As always, review if you will, and if you're going to criticize, be constructive. Okay? Okay!