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Femdroid 19	By : M_Keizar Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 139 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, it is owned by Toei Animation. RIP Akira Toriyama.

Chapter List
- 1-Yamcha (The Androids Arrive)
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Three years ago, a mysterious traveler from the future named Trunks went back in time to warn the Z fighters of an oncoming threat. Three years from the day he arrived, three android warriors would ambush the Z fighters and destroy them. The most powerful of the androids, a female, would use underhanded tactics to weaken the fighters while the other two would finish them off. When Goku, the most powerful of these fighters, questioned how he faired, he was astonished to find out he’d die of a heart virus before the Androids could launch their cowardly ambush. Now armed with this knowledge, and with three years of prep time, the Z fighters are now ready to neutralize this threat. Or are they?

The frightened screams of a woman brought Yamcha running. When he arrived, the warrior was faced with a rather perplexing scene. Three men laid beaten and bloody on the ground, one of them was dead, his throat looking like it had been compressed while the other two were merely unconscious. Oddly, the survivors had their pants off and their cocks were leaking semen. Whatever did this gave new meaning to perverse pleasure.
“It had to have been the androids!” Yamcha said to himself, “But why yank their tools out?”
As Yamcha scanned the area trying to sense the androids, the very same machines were hovering a mere dozen feet over him. Looking down at him like a pair of mildly interested vultures.
“This one is not who we seek.” Spoke the subordinate of the two, “I shall scan him.”
Once their scan was complete, they reported to their superior that the human was a male, sub-class b warrior named Yamcha. The superior smiled at that revelation, remembering how many problems this particular human gave him when he was still human.
“Excellent.” He spoke, “This one will provide you with the necessary energy.”
The androids descended just behind Yamcha; the noise of their landing only slightly caught the young man off guard. Yamcha was about to warn them to hide as androids were in the area when he caught an eyeful of the female. She was a voluptuous being, with pale almost blueish skin. Her eyes were also blue, piercing and near domineering. Her black hair was done in two perfectly spherical puff ball pig tails that hung just below her ears, her head covered by a black and orange pointed hat. She had a lovely bust under her yellow and black clothing, and an orange leotard that did nothing to cover her large, round hips and butt, finished with black leather leggings that came up to her thighs. If it weren’t for the emotionless stare she was giving him, Yamcha would’ve foregone the mission and asked her out then and there.
“Well, hello there hot stuff.” Yamcha said trying to sound cool, “Why don’t you take your grandfather and find some place to hide. Theres some dangerous androids around here!”
The old man smiled and gave him an ominous chuckle as a response. Upon looking closer, and something he should’ve recognized instantly, the woman and the old man had the Red Ribbon Army insignia on their hats. What he should’ve realized without a doubt was the old man was the evil Dr. Gero that terrorized him and the Z-Fighters when they were teens and kids. Something seemed different about him, something inorganic.
“Y-You guys are the…”
“Yes. We are them.” Gero answered.
Yamcha tried to scream for the others but as soon as his jaw dropped, the female android closed on him with blinding scream, her right hand clamped tightly around his mouth and jaw, so only muffled screams could be heard.
“You may remember me as the infamous Dr. Gero.” Gero said smugly, “Well, I’m only half here. This body is that of Android model 20. It contains the late doctors brain, while what’s left of his true consciousness is stored away somewhere you’ll never live to find. The one whose hand is now clamped around your troublesome tongue is the pinnacle of our combat research. Android model 19. From her palm and various orifices, she can drain the energy out of a human being in an instant. Though she was programed to do it, excruciatingly slow.”
The femdroid smiled at that remark. In truth, the doctor designed her not just to beat Goku, but to humiliate him as well. Violate and embarrass him till he begs for death.
“Perhaps a demonstration is in order Android 20?” 19 suggested.
“Yes.” He agreed, “Drain him dry, but don’t bother collecting a semen sample. His lineage is of no use to us.”
Somehow, through the pain and fear, Yamcha found a way to be insulted by the old bastard’s comment. The Femdroid tightened her grip around Yamcha’s mouth, then stuck her free hand over Yamcha’s manhood, making him look down and squeal in fear. After all, getting his dick ripped off was not unrealistic in this scenario. Much to his surprise however, the android’s grip was soft, sensual almost. Android 19’s palm felt up every crease of Yamcha’s cock, her fingertips teasing and playing with his balls, while her palm pulsed against the shaft and tip.
“Initiating dirty talk protocol.” She said, “That’s right. Does my hand feel good against your pathetic cock? I bet you’re just waiting for me to yank these down, get on my knees and milk your stupid fucking cock dry until your worthless ball have emptied themselves fully into my tight little mouth.”
Surprisingly, this worked. Yamcha could feel his cock stiffening up to the killer bot’s touch. She gave him a cocky smirk while fondling him to the point his cock pitched a tent in his baggy orange pants. If he wasn’t being plagued with the thought of dying, Yamcha would admit the Android’s palm felt like heaven. It was soft like velvet, knowing exactly what to do and where to touch, at some points 19 let her palm go completely flat and rub in circular motions around his manhood. Yamcha’s whole body shook with arousal and fear, his breathing slowed and increased rapidly all at once, his heartbeat like a drum, threatening to break free.
“Initiating hand-job phase 2.” 19 said.
19 yanked his pants down, freeing Yamcha’s hard cock, it was practically crimson at the cut tip, twitching as the warm air blew past his member.
“Initiating lubrication application.”
Within an instant the android’s hand became wet and shiny, when she applied said hand to Yamcha’s cock, the warrior’s eyes went white, and he screeched into the hand clutching his face. The lubricated hand was cool and slick, it felt like some exotic oil had been applied to his cock. 19’s thumb ran circles underneath Yamcha’s cockhead, slathering the exposed glands in the weird lubrication, she spread her thumb to the tip of his cock, smothering his pee hole with the body-jolting substance. With the rest of her hand, 19 began to rapidly pump Yamcha’s dick, further stimulating him. Yamcha stomped the ground and screamed, practically foaming at the mouth as the robot jerked the life out of him.
If one were to look closely, they’d see yellow lines marching like ants from Yamcha’s face and cock into the machine’s hand and body. 19’s death stare turned into a malicious smile, she giggled like a maniac as she drained Yamcha of his energy and brought him to the brink of orgasm.
“20 was correct about you.” She taunted, “You’re only purpose is to provide me with the energy I need to defeat Goku. You aren’t even worth me using my oral, rectal or vaginal attacks on. All I need is my hand to make you cum. Go on you pathetic organic! Cum!”
Unable to resist anymore, Yamcha fired rope after rope of cum into the android’s hand, some of it getting high enough to land on her orange leotard. In a bizarre way of taunting, 19 licked her hand clean then scooped the cum off her leotard and devoured it as well, keeping a cold eye contact with him the entire time. She made no comment of the taste, Yamcha doubted she could taste anything anyway. When the Android let go, Yamcha completely crumbled to the ground, his energy was gone, and his cock was still shooting small drops of cum. Whatever she did to him it took the fight completely out of the warrior. Yamcha couldn’t make a sound let alone fly away or fire a defensive ki blast.
Unfortunately, the Androids weren’t done, they held hands and 19 transferred some of the stolen energy to 20. The former doctor Gero yanked Yamcha up then shoved his right hand clean through his shoulder, crunching bone and flesh, spilling his blood onto the pavement below. Yamcha could do little to react, his whole body felt on fire then felt as cold as ice, the two conflicting feeling mashing together and racking his body at the same time. Before 20 could finish him, 19’s eyes clicked red.
“Organic life with a high energy level closing in.” She said, “Higher than warrior Yamcha’s, perhaps it’s the one we seek.”
“Very well, looks like I found another use for you Wasteland Bandit.” 20 taunted.
20 dropped Yamcha then moved his body to where he could be easily found. The two hid themselves, waiting for the power level user to land and find their bait. It was Krillin who flew in, he reacted to finding Yamcha’s body with great shock and fear.
“Human male, warrior class b, designation Krillin.” 19 informed 20, “Once again, our target eludes us.”
“No, the perfect bait has arrived.” 20 said with a grin so unnerving it’d make even Frieza flinch, “Come 19, you’ve got more energy to drain.”
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