The bet
“And that makes 40.” Goten said in a weak but proud voice as he set a small pudding dish carefully on the table, next to the others. The boy sitting across from him was on his 17th, and wasn’t about to eat much more. When he heard this, he raised his hands in defeat and fled. All of his school buddies were impressed, like it was a big deal for Goten to eat that much. One of them, the one who was profiting from the defeat, was there ready to congratulate their champion. “Here’s your reward, champ.” he called, handing him a playboy bunny magazine. “Thanks,” Goten called back, flipping through the colorful pages of girls in skimpy bathing suits, some in nothing at all. Each page was more intense than the last, but right before he got to the middle, where the real porn is, trunks slammed the magazine shut.
“Hey, what did you do that for” Goten cried as trunks grabbed the magazine out of Goten’s hands. Trunks just glared at Goten. Finally he growled “do you not remember last time?” Goten sank down into his chair. “And I’m not dealing with that again” trunks added in. By now Goten was nearly in tears. Their was nothing that he hated more then when trunks acted like his father.
Trunks, seeing how upset Goten had become, changed the subject. “What are you getting all worked up about, anyway? This stuff is crap. You can do so much better.” “I’m not worked up” Goten whined, standing up from his chair, “I’m just enjoying what I have. If I had better, I wouldn’t enjoy this as much. This is like a reward to me. If this wasn’t like a reward, I would get so much better”
“You could not do better!” trunks shouted out of nowhere “I bet you fifty dollars you can’t do better! Monday, have the porn ready by Monday and your fifty dollars too!” Now a challenge like this Goten just couldn’t deny. “You’re on!! But you’d better bring your money for Monday!” Because it was only a half day, lunch was the last class of the day. Both boys ran strait home and on to the computer. Goten got home and rushed online. He logged in as his brother, and when it asked for the password, he typed in “Ilovevidelstits”. He was on! He immediately went to his favorite website www.alohaanime.com. He had a great time and found lots of good footage, until a thought struck him. “You know,” he said, right out loud “that dark haired one almost like a young, pretty version of mom.” he never went on that website again.
Trunks however did not have the same luck. He thought his dad’s password was “mylifesucks” but apparently he had changed it. Trunks, feeling discouraged, was about to give up and just let Goten have the money, when the phone rang. He answered it, for it was from Goten’s house. A cherry voice from the other line was Goku, who just had called to say that he and chi-chi were on their way over to play poker. This gave trunks the inspiration he needed.
He went into the kitchen, and began his work. First he poured two packets of kool-aid into the bottom of the blender, the darkest colors he could, and covered them with sugar. He poured sugar until it was well passed the first line. He filled it the rest of the way with vodka. Trunks looked at his contraption. “That won’t put anyone down.” He decided. So he mixed in two shots of ever clear and three of rum. He now could tell it would be obvious that he spiked it, so he added about four more cups of sugar.
Soon after he had cleaned up, the doorbell rang. Their was some greetings, then everyone filed into the kitchen. As soon as chi-chi saw trunks, she asked him why he didn’t go to their house to stay with Goten. trunks knew he wouldn’t be able to just weasel himself out of this one, so he told them that they had another eating contest at school, and that he had made the kool-aid in order to bring it over to their house, but Goten called and told him he was just too sick and just wanted to go to bed. Trunks also said that he decided to do the same. Every adult in the room was annoyed, but they didn’t say anything but goodnight.
Goku thought it would be a waste to just dump all ten cups of kool-aid down the drain, so Bulma served it up. She poured herself, chi-chi, and Goku two cups of it, but Vegeta just snatched the blender from her hand after they had been served up. They all cried cheers, and emptied their glasses, but strangely, they all fell asleep.
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Goku was the first to wake up to see this strange site. But it wasn’t long before Vegeta woke up, and was shoving his hands down Goku’s pants in order to hold his waist. “heey there Kak’rot, how’s you doin’?” Vegeta purred, cuddling agents Goku’s chest. Goku lifted him up to a warm kiss. But the kiss was soon interrupted by chi-chi, who had pulled Vegeta off of Goku and tried to swallow his tongue. Now feeling lonely, Goku began poking Bulma, hopping to wake her up. She pushed herself out of her chair and pounced onto Goku with all her might. She immediately unbuttoned Goku’s pants, and began slowly sucking on the abnormally large c**k of his. Trunks already had all the footage he would ever need, but decided that this was worth watching.
As soon as Vegeta had realized what had happened, he whipped both women onto the floor. “No,” he pouted “Kak’rot mine.” He hung on Goku as if for dear life. “And Veggie is mine” Goku replied, purring. “Well of all the nerve,” chi-chi cried in a pissy tone. Bulma had an idea. “You two are so damn cute together, why don’t we make you a little wedding, and you can be husbands!” Both men liked the idea a lot, so they quickly set it up.
Vegeta demanded he be the bride. Even so, they both wore very pretty dresses. Bulma lead the wedding the best she could, but she couldn’t remember much, so the whole ceremony lasted about two minutes. Most of it was fake, the only real line was “you may now kiss the bride!!” she took a big hoop earring of each of her ears, and used them as rings for the new lovers.
Bulma was having a splendid time watching the men make out with each other, until she noticed chi-chi crying in the corner. When she asked what was wrong, she bawled “I just lost my husband! I’m all alone!” Bulma quickly unbuttoned her shirt and pulled chi-chi into the warmth of her breasts. “Would you like to be my wife?” she asked chi-chi sweetly. Of cores, she couldn’t deny her, so there was another ceremony. Then it started.
Vegeta decided that he was going to try to swallow Goku’s c**k whole, but his mouth was so small, three inches of Goku’s c**k stuck out, even when he swallowed. So they decided to switch places. Vegeta, who did not get this kind of affection often, was soon dripping, filling Goku’s mouth with the warm, sticky liquid. He expected Goku to pull off as soon as he began to c**, expected him to be grossed out, but Goku did neither. In fact, he began a different sort of sucking, almost like nursing, trying to get every ounce of that sweet liquid that he could.
Chi-chi grabbed hold of Bulma’s n****e with her teeth and would not let go. But because she was pinned to the bed, Bulma was still able to take advantage of her. The strange feeling of their holes rubbing together was one that could not be described with words. The warmth and light pressure made it heavenly. But it still seemed odd, and they weren’t able to keep it up nearly as long as the men were.
After about forty-five minutes, Bulma approached the men. “May I pretty please barrow Kak'rot, just for a little bit? PLEASE??” she purred, rubbing her breasts agents Vegeta’s face. Vegeta waved his hands in disgust. “If you get those out of my face, yes” Bulma pulled off, taking Goku with her, leaving chi-chi and Vegeta sitting next to each other, feeling rather awkward. “Would you like to….” chi-chi began. “If you get on my back, and moving in a humping movement, yes.” was Vegeta’s reply. Chi-chi quickly obeyed.
After about twenty minutes, Vegeta and chi-chi had switched positions. That lasted much longer. Eventually, chi-chi had enough and was ready for bed. “I’m going up to bed, will you join me?” her gentle voice was the first noise that came from the bedroom that wasn’t grunts of groans in two hours. “Give me a sec.” Vegeta called back, as if they weren’t lying right next to each other. Chi-chi stood up, to see how the others were doing, and Vegeta lay and silently got sick on the floor.
Just as Chi-chi was getting up to investigated, Goku quickly pulled himself out of Bulma, who was laughing like a maniac. They inveighed her to come into the bed, and nobody said anything about what was happening with Vegeta. He joined them when he was good and ready. They all fell asleep.
The next morning Goku woke up bright and early and was nothing less than a ray of sunshine. He went and knocked on trunks’ door. He opened the door and asked trunks if he could keep a secret. “Sure I can keep a secret” trunks replied with as much enthusiasm as he could use. Goku held the cup that Bulma had given him with the kool-aid. He hadn’t taken a sip.
AFTERMATH (three months after the whole bet)
“This is strange” Bulma says one day as she opens a letter she got in the mail. “What’s strange?” Vegeta calls back, looking up from his newspaper. Bulma was hesitant to tell him. The last time she got this letter, Vegeta got so angry. Instead of telling him, she just throws him the letter. “Hmmmmm,” Vegeta says looking it down. “Very strange” then he thinks for a minute. “I have no memory of anything that might have caused this. Do you?” he asks suspiciously. “No I don’t. But I think WE should go tell trunks.” they both file into trunks’ room. He had been listening, and actually was curious about what they had to say. “Guess what trunks? I’m gonna have a baby!”
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