Relief crashed over Krillin like a wave. "GOKU!"
Behind him, the girls exhaled in unison.
"He's here," Bulma whispered.
"We're safe," Chi-Chi said, tears in her eyes.
Goku pushed.
The ape's fist flew backward. The beast stumbled back, roaring.
Goku clenched his fist. His eyes went cold, calculating.
He bent his knees, ready to launch himself forward and end this in one strike.
"STOP!"
Krillin's shout made him pause.
Goku looked back, fist still raised.
"It's Kakarot!" Krillin yelled, his voice breaking. "I don't know why, when she looked at the moon, she transformed! But it's her!"
Goku froze.
His eyes went wide. He looked at the ape.
*Kakarot.*
The ape opened its mouth.
Light gathered, bright yellow, crackling with energy. A massive ki blast forming in its jaws, growing larger and larger.
"EVERYONE DOWN!" Goku shouted.
The blast fired.
Goku extended his arm, fingers spread wide. The ki blast, slammed into his palm.
His feet skidded backward in the sand, carving deep trenches. His shorts began to smoke, the fabric burning from the sheer heat.
Goku growled, his muscles straining. He dug his fingers into the energy itself, clawing at it, and with a roar of effort.
He ripped the blast in two.
Both halves exploded past him, shooting into the sky like twin comets, detonating high above the ocean in a blinding flash.
Silence.
Then Krillin's voice, awed and terrified. "Those blasts... they were stronger than Piccolo's attacks..."
Goku straightens, his palm smoking. He looked at the giant ape, at Kakarot, and his jaw clenched.
"Everyone," he said, his voice low and commanding. "Get out of here. Now."
"But-" Bulma started.
"NOW!"
They ran. Krillin helped Yamcha up, slinging his arm over his shoulder. The girls grabbed their things and bolted toward the parking lot. Oolong and Puar were already gone.
Goku stood alone on the beach, facing the ape.
It would be so easy to kill it. One punch. One blast. End the threat.
But he couldn't kill Kakarot. Not like this.
The ape roared and charged, shaking the ground with each massive step.
Goku glanced around. The beach wasn't empty, there were still people in the distance, stragglers, families packing up. If they fought here, people would die.
He had to take this somewhere else.
The ape swung its massive fist.
Goku dodged, moving faster than the eye could track.
He reappeared at the ape's side and threw an air punch, compressed wind that slammed into the creature's eyes like invisible blades.
It roared, stumbling back, clawing at its face, temporarily blinded.
Goku shot forward, flying low and fast.
He positioned himself beneath the massive ape, arms extended wide.
Then he flew upward.
His hands caught the ape on its belly, his fingers digging into thick fur.
He lifted.
The ape's feet left the ground, thrashing wildly as Goku carried it upward into the sky.
Then he flew.
Fast. Impossibly fast.
Over the beach. Over the water. Across the entire ocean, the ape dangling in his grip, roaring and struggling.
Toward the mountain range thousands of hundreds of kilometers away, remote, uninhabited, safe.
The group stood at the edge of the parking lot, watching.
They saw Goku's form shoot into the sky, carrying the massive ape like it weighed nothing.
The two figures grew smaller and smaller, until they disappeared into the distant mountains.
"He... he's carrying it," Lunch whispered, awed.
Mai finally arrived, breathless from running. She saw the sky where Goku had vanished and understood immediately.
Krillin lowered Yamcha onto a bench, then looked toward the distant mountains.
"He won't hurt her," Krillin said with certainty. "He'll figure out how to turn her back."
Panchy took a sip of her drink, somehow she still had it, and smiled softly. "Of course he will~"
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Goku flew across the ocean, the massive ape struggling in his grip.
Then, the ape's eyes cleared.
The blindness wore off.
It roared and twisted violently, one massive arm swinging around and slamming into Goku's side.
The impact sent him spinning, his grip loosening.
The ape broke free.
Before Goku could recover, the creature dove at him, fist forward, driving with crushing force.
Goku's eyes went wide, air exploding from his lungs.
Goku, like a missile shot forward fist up, pushing it.
They shot across the sky like a meteor. The coastline vanished behind them. Mountains rose ahead.
The ape roared and tried to pushed harder.
They crashed into the mountain range.
The impact shook the earth.
Goku slammed into a mountainside, stone exploding around him, a crater forming from the force. The ape landed heavily, shaking the ground, and immediately charged again.
Goku rolled aside as a massive fist pulverized where he'd been. He sprang to his feet, wiping blood from his lip.
"Alright, Kakarot," he muttered. "Let's do this."
The fight began.
The ape swung wildly, massive arms like battering rams. Goku dodged, weaving between strikes that could level buildings. When he couldn't dodge, he blocked, his arms jarring from the impact.
He fought defensively, not trying to hurt her, just contain her. Redirect her attacks. Tire her out.
But the ape was relentless.
It fired ki blasts from its mouth, huge spheres of yellow energy that Goku had to deflect or absorb. Each one exploded against the mountains, carving chunks from the peaks.
Goku grabbed the ape's arm mid-swing and twisted, flipping the massive creature onto its back. The impact created a shockwave that cracked the mountainside.
The ape roared and kicked upward, catching Goku in the chest and sending him flying.
He crashed through a mountain peak, emerging on the other side in a shower of rubble.
Mountains crumbled. The earth shook.
Deep beneath the surface, a rumble.
Then another.
The ground split open, cracks spreading like spiderwebs across the stone.
Magma surged upward, red and furious, spilling from the fissures.
A dormant volcano, awakened by the violence, erupted with a deafening roar.
Lava spewed into the sky, raining down in molten droplets. The heat was instant and overwhelming, turning the air shimmering and thick.
Steam hissed as magma met stone. Thermal vents opened, geysers of boiling water shooting upward.
New hot springs formed rapidly, pools of crystal-clear water heated by the volcanic activity, steam rising in white clouds.
Goku and the ape ignored it all, too focused on each other.
The ape charged through the lava, unfazed, and swung both fists down.
Goku caught them, his feet sinking into molten rock, holding the massive weight above him.
"it's gonna be a long night"
Hours passed. Goku circling, dodging, forcing the ape to chase, to swing, to exhaust itself.
Finally, the beast started breathing hard. One eye closed. Growling but swaying. Still standing through sheer willpower.
"You're tough," Goku admitted, watching it carefully. "I have to admit that."
He planted his feet. Clenched his fists at his waist. Muscles tensing. Ready for one final clash if it came.
But then.
The beast's legs buckled.
It collapsed forward, massive body hitting the ground with a thunderous impact that shook the earth.
Steam exploded upward from its body, thick and white, obscuring everything in a massive cloud that rose into the night sky.
When the steam cleared, the ape was gone.
In its place, Kakarot.
Human. Naked. Unconscious.
She floated face-down in the thermal water, her body small and fragile compared to the monster she'd been moments ago.
Goku waded into the pool quickly, the hot water lapping at his waist. He turned her over gently, cradling her in his arms.
Her clothes had been destroyed in the transformation, shredded completely. Nothing remained.
She was completely bare, lean muscle, the athletic build of a fighter. Her wet hair clung to her face and shoulders.
Goku held her carefully, one arm under her shoulders, the other beneath her knees. Her head lolled against his chest.
He stood there in the middle of the thermal pool, water steaming around them, volcanic heat radiating from below, the night sky visible through the dissipating smoke.
His own clothes were burned and torn, his shorts barely hanging on, his chest bare and covered in bruises and cuts.
He looked down at her unconscious face and sighed with relief.
She was alive. Unharmed.
Kakarot's eyelids fluttered.
Then opened.
She blinked slowly, confused, disoriented. Her vision focused on the face above her.
Goku smiled down at her, warm, reassuring. "Welcome back."
Her mind was foggy. "What... happened?"
"Nothing happened." He smiled.
She tried to sit up, but her body felt heavy, exhausted. That's when she realized.
She was naked.
Completely naked.
And pressed against Goku's bare chest, his arms holding her in warm water.
Her face flushed immediately. "My clothes ?"
Kakarot's heart started racing.
Not from embarrassment, but from something else.
Something she didn't understand.
Her bare skin was pressed against his. Chest to chest. His arm under her thighs, her legs draped over his forearm. The hot water lapping at their bodies, making everything slick and warm.
Her body started reacting. A strange, unfamiliar ache built low in her belly.
He'd fought her. Contained her. Carried her across an ocean while she was a mindless monster.
He was strong.
Stronger than anyone she'd ever fought.
And something deep inside her, something primal and instinctive, responded.
Her breathing quickened. Her heart rate spiked. Heat bloomed low in her belly, spreading outward, making her skin prickle despite the warm water.
Her nipples hardened against his chest, tight, sensitive points that sent sparks through her with each small shift of their bodies.
Between her legs, an unfamiliar ache built. A throbbing, empty feeling that made her want to press her thighs together. But she couldn't, not with his arm between them, holding her.
She didn't understand what was happening to her.
Why was her body reacting like this? Why did looking at him make her feel hot and restless? Why did she want to get closer, press harder against him?
"Are you okay?" Goku asked, noticing her breathing change.
"I... I feel weird," she said honestly, her voice small.
Goku shifted slightly, adjusting his grip on her. The movement made her slide against him, and she gasped softly at the sensation, skin on skin, wet and warm.
He looked away from her, surveying the damage around them.
The mountains were shattered. Craters everywhere. Magma still flowing in streams down the slopes. New thermal pools steaming. The volcano rumbling quietly in the distance.
"What a mess we made," Goku said, almost to himself, taking in the destruction.
Kakarot's hands moved.
Before he could react, her wet palms came up to cup his face, fingers spreading across his cheeks.
She pulled him down toward her.
And kissed him.
Not soft. Not uncertain.
Aggressive.
Her lips crashed against his with surprising force, hungry, desperate, driven by something she didn't understand but couldn't resist.
Her mouth opened immediately, instinctively, and her tongue pushed forward, seeking his, demanding contact.
Goku's eyes went wide.
She didn't know what she was doing, had no technique, no experience, but her body knew what it wanted.
Her hands tightened on his face, holding him there, not letting him pull away. Her body arched against his, pressing closer, trying to eliminate any space between them.
The kiss was raw. Primal. Pure instinct.
A sound came from her throat, almost a growl, hungry and wanting.
Her tongue tangled with his, clumsy but insistent. She sucked on his lower lip, bit it gently without meaning to, then dove back in for more.
Goku pulled back.
Not far. Just enough to break the kiss.
She was breathing hard. Their faces inches apart. Her hands still cupped his cheeks, his hand still fisted in her hair.
"What's up with you? You-" he couldn't finish, she went back kissing him again.
Goku didn't understand what was happening, she was not the type, and his judgement was most of the time right, something was weird.
He broke the kiss again,
Kakarot's eyes were glazed, unfocused. Her lips were swollen and red. Her entire body trembled.
She didn't speak. Couldn't form words through the fog of need consuming her.
She made a frustrated sound, almost a snarl, and her hand shot down between them. Clumsy, inexperienced, but determined. Her fingers found the waistband of his shorts.
She pulled. Hard.
The fabric ripped.
The sound echoed in the thermal pool's basin, a sharp tear that seemed impossibly loud.
Then nothing between them. Just heat. Just skin.
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She felt him, thick and hard, pressing against her entrance.
Kakarot went very still.
From the overwhelming sensation of finally. Her body recognized what it needed. What her instincts had been screaming for since she'd woken in his arms.
Goku pulled back just enough to look at her face.
No words. Just eye contact.
Her eyes were dark, pupils blown wide. Completely lost to instinct. But aware. Wanting.
Her body was hot. Too hot. Breathing hard even though she was just standing there in the cool water.
She was well-trained. Her stamina was legendary. But she was out of breath like she'd just finished hours of intense training.
Goku noticed her unusual behavior immediately. The way she was breathing. The way her body trembled. The unfocused look in her eyes.
"What's wrong with y—!"
He didn't finish.
She moved, fast, instinctive, her hand shooting down between them. She grabbed him with desperate force, her fingers wrapping around his shaft. No hesitation. No thought. Just pure instinct driving her.
"Chill, too rough!" Goku tried to warn her, feeling the desperate strength in her grip.
But she wasn't listening. Her eyes looked down with an expression he'd never seen on her face befor.
She didn't understand her feelings. Didn't understand what was happening to her body. But something deep and primal was screaming at her that, this, having him in her hand, feeling his heat and hardness, was necessary.
She bent his penis slightly, angling it. Goku's head made contact with her inner thighs.
The shock that went through her was electric.
She gasped, eyes going wide. That feeling.
Grabbing him with both hands now, she looked down at herself. At where Goku's thick head pressed against her lips, parting them slightly. She stared at it, breathing hard.
Then she started moving him. Left and right. Snappy movements. Erratic. His head rubbing against her, parting her lips left and right with each pass.
The sensation skyrocketed through her system.
She rose onto her toes involuntarily, her legs trembling. Confused by the weakness in them, they felt like after hours of intense training but different.
Her tongue slipped out unintentionally, thread of saliva dangling. She couldn't control her own face anymore.
She moved his penis more frenetically now. The head sliding between her lips dangerously. Each pass sending shocks through her. Building something she didn't understand.
Her face distorted with the overwhelming feeling.
She lifted her face to look at Goku, seeking...
Their eyes met.
Goku's face showed he was feeling the sensations against him, her wet, soft lips against his tip, but he kept his expression relatively controlled. Then he saw her face, completely distorted by desire she didn't comprehend.
"Hold on, girl, don't go over—"
She didn't let him finish.
She shoved her head forward, crashing her mouth against his wide open. Desperate. Her tongue plunging into his mouth without technique.
Her movements were completely random. Erratic. She was just acting on pure instinct.
She crashed onto him with full force, making him lean backwards. They fell together onto the rocks, him landing hard on his back.
Her mouth stayed glued to his as they fell, refusing to break contact even as they went down.
Her breasts crashed into his pectorals on impact, squeezing and flattening against his hard chest.
When they landed, her glistening lips slid along the length of Goku's penis. That incredible feeling washing over her again.
She started moving her hips immediately. Back and forth. Grinding on his shaft. Her slick lips parting around him with each movement. Every time she ground forward, Goku's thick head parted her cheeks, rubbing against everything, into every crevice.
The friction. The pressure. The wetness. All of it building.
Between tongue shoving, Goku moved his head to break the kiss, wet pop sound, saliva droplets scattering. "Kakarot, list—mmhmff!"
She cut him off, reaching for his mouth, shoving her tongue back in.
He moved again. "Stop! Liste—hhmmmff!"
Again she stuck her swollen lips to his.
He grabbed her by the armpits and pushed her back with force. Their mouths separated with a loud smacking sound. Thin strings of saliva connected them.
She was breathing hard. Face flushed completely red. Eyes locked on his mouth.
She wanted just one thing, to go back.
Goku held her back. But her hips still swayed on him, grinding unconsciously. Her wetness mixing with the water.
He looked into her eyes. "Haven't you heard of consent? You'll be punishable by up to twenty years in state—"
He didn't finish his joke.
He noticed something in her eyes. They looked possessed, not by malice, but by desire. By something primal. Like a natural inclination she couldn't fight.
*Like an animal in mating season,* he thought.
"What's wrong? Wait—"
His hands slipped from her body.
She came crashing back down into his mouth, devouring him.
Her restless grinding didn't stop. Her wetness increasing, pouring from her. She continued kissing desperately while her body moved on instinct.
Then her arm moved lower.
She grabbed his penis again, her hand couldn't wrap all the way around the girth of it. She started pushing it harder against her lips, wanting more sensation, more stimulation.
She wiggled it against her tight lips. Harder. More violently. Her wetness dripping everywhere from the erratic movement.
And then, by accident with her frantic movements, his mushroom head parted her lips and entered. Not even an inch. Just barely breaching.
She froze completely.
Her whole body going rigid.
That feeling, her lips parting away like that, it was the new sensation she'd been searching for without knowing it.
She broke the kiss immediately, looking down. Down at the straight shaft. At the top of it where her pussy lips were parted by the thickness of just the tip of his head.
Slowly, experimentally, she started to move her hips on just the tip. Tiny movements. The head barely inside, stretching her entrance.
Shivers rolled through her body.
"Watch out now," Goku warned, his voice tight. "You're tight. Go slowly."
She started pushing her hips down. Her tight virgin lips began spreading more and more around his thick head.
She grabbed Goku's arms instinctively, fingers digging in. Squeezing hard.
The stretch was intense. Overwhelming. Her body resisting the intrusion even as her instincts screamed to take more.
"No need to rush," Goku said, voice strained but trying to keep her grounded. "Take it slowly."
But her body wasn't listening to reason. Only to instinct.
Her hips hovered for a torturous second, the thick head, swollen and slick with both their arousal, her thick cream mixing with the slickness already leaking from his tip, kissing her virgin entrance softly at first, parting those tight, wet lips with a slow stretch that made them tremble.
She gasped, gravity won, she sank, and the thick head forced through with a sudden give, tearing through her proof of chastity with a sharp sting, warmth of blood mixing with their combined wetness, her entrance clamping down hard on the narrower shaft just beneath it.
Then came the struggle, the thick shaft spreading her tighter as she bore down, body shaking, her walls gripping and kissing every ridge as she forced herself lower through the burning stretch, their combined fluids, easing the brutal slide but barely enough, inch by grinding inch until.
Hips slammed together in a wet kiss of contact.
She froze there, impaled completely, breathing ragged, her body trembling and molded around his full, throbbing length, and then she felt it, his tip pressing against her cervix, kissing the firm opening at her deepest point, precum seeping against that entrance as the small opening yielded just slightly under the pressure, parting like lips accepting a deeper kiss, the wet contact sending shocks through her core. So impossibly deep, every part of him filling her.
Her whimpers dissolved into a low, broken sound as the overwhelming fullness sank in.
Goku catch his breath, tried to find words. "You're... A woman now."
She didn't respond. Couldn't. Her mind was blank, just sensation, just fullness, just the impossible stretch of him inside her.
Then something shifted in her body. A need. An instinct.
Her hands pressed against his chest. She pushed up on trembling legs, lifting her hips slowly.
The sensation of him sliding out made her gasp. Inch by inch, his thick length emerging from her tight grip, glistening with their mixed fluids. She kept lifting, transfixed by the feeling, the drag of him against her sensitive walls, the relief and loss at once.
Higher. The thick part passing back through. Her lips clinging to him.
Until just the head remained inside, caught at her entrance. Her pussy pulsed around it, squeezing the tip rhythmically.
Then she let go.
Gravity took over. She dropped.
His full length slammed back inside her, fast, hard, spreading her inner walls in one brutal thrust. Her ass cheeks smacked against his thighs with a wet slap that echoed across the water.
Her upper body snapped straight. Head tilted back. Face turned to the sky. Mouth falling open. Tongue sliding out.
The sensation, oh fuck, the SENSATION.
She'd felt fullness before, moments ago. But THIS. The impact. The sudden stretch. The depth achieved in one stroke.
This was different.
This was what her body had been craving.
She dropped her gaze back to Goku, eyes glazed but locked on him with single-minded intensity.
"Oh boy..." he muttered, reading what was coming in her expression.
She didn't give him time to prepare.
Up again, fast this time. Just to the tip. Then DROP.
The wet clap of contact. The jolt through her system. Her breath punching out.
Again.
Up. Drop. Impact.
Her pussy clenched around him with each stroke, still adjusting, still learning, gripping like a fist that wouldn't let go. Her breasts bounced with each landing.
Again. Faster.
The rhythm exploded.
No more measured movements. No more testing. Just raw, savage need.
Her body rising and falling in a blur, taking him again and again without pause. The impacts getting harder. Heavier. Faster.
If it was anyone other than Goku beneath her, she would've killed them.
The rock started to crack. Fissures spreading with each brutal slam of her hips.
Her movements became erratic. No rhythm anymore. Just desperate, random drops. Her body trembling. Starting to convulse. Something building inside her she didn't understand.
She lifted too high.
He slipped out completely.
She dropped anyway.
His cock dragged along her wet lips, then slid between her ass cheeks, the thick head grinding against that forbidden opening.
The sensation made her freeze. A tingle. Different. Strange.
Like an addict desperate for her fix, she reached back frantically. Grabbed his slick shaft. Lifted her hips to free it from between her cheeks.
Tried to guide it back, fast, no patience.
Got the head between her lips. Not far enough back. Didn't care.
She dropped.
The head popped out the front instead of in, mashing hard against her clit.
White-hot lightning shot through her system.
A sensation so intense, so concentrated, so different from the fullness.
Her body gave out. She collapsed forward onto his chest, breasts crushing against him. His cock trapped between their stomachs, throbbing against her skin.
She lifted her face to look at him, breathing hard. Confused. What WAS that?
"Already tired?" he asked with a smirk.
"You started it," Goku said, his hands suddenly cupping her ass cheeks. "I'll finish it."
He lifted her lower body with ease. His cock sprang free, bouncing back to attention, hard, glistening, ready.
With her ass in his grip, he used his long middle fingers to reach down. Found the edges of her inner lips. Spread them apart.
Goku was hungry too. His brief time with Mai hadn't satisfied everything. He'd been restraining himself. Holding back. Letting her explore.
But he was done holding back.
His cock throbbed visibly. The head swollen and leaking. Right in front of her entrance, her opening pulsing, clenching on nothing, anticipating.
With his hands controlling her hips, he lowered her slowly.
The head pressed against her entrance. Started to push inside.
She bit her lip. The stretch returning. The burn.
Goku saw her reaction. And got an idea.
Before going deeper, he pulled back. The head popped out with a wet sound that sent a jolt through her body.
Her eyes widened slightly. That sensation, the rim of his head dragging through her tight entrance.
He did it again. Just the tip in. Then out. Pop.
Her body jerked. A gasp.
Again. In. Out. The head breaching her entrance repeatedly. Each time sending sparks through her.
He kept the teasing rhythm. Small movements. Just the tip. Over and over.
Her eyes started to roll back. Mouth hanging open. Drool spilling.
Then, he pushed all the way in.
Slow. Steady. Every inch sinking deep until his tip kissed her cervix, pressing against that intimate opening.
She made a broken sound, half gasp, half moan.
He started to move. Slow, deliberate thrusts. His hips rolling in a rhythm that made wet sounds fill the air.
The feeling was ten times better than her frantic movements had been. His thrusts were precise. Calculated. Angled to hit spots inside her she hadn't known existed.
This was experience.
Her random desperate bouncing had been pure instinct. His movements were art.
He increased the pace. Faster. The wet sounds replaced by light clapping as his thighs met her ass with each thrust.
Her face. Eyes glazed and seeing nothing. Tongue hanging out, drool flowing freely. Mouth open in a permanent gasp. She was looking at him but not seeing him. Lost completely.
The fast rhythm made her ass cheeks ripple with each impact. Her breasts bounced against his chest despite being pressed flat. Her whole body shaking with the force.
Small sounds escaped her continuously, whimpers, gasps, broken moans.
Amused by her expression, Goku moved even faster. Then surged up and captured her open mouth with his.
"Haaamff~!" Her moans became muffled against his lips, tongue tangling with his.
Goku was feeling it now too. The building pressure. The need.
This was only his second time experiencing sex in this body. The sensations were still new enough to overwhelm even his control.
His hips started moving on pure instinct. Pure ecstasy.
Faster. His movements becoming a blur. The clapping of their hips together echoing loud across the mountains. The water rippling outward in waves from the impacts. The cracked boulder beneath them splitting further with each thrust.
Her body convulsed against him. Something massive building in her core. Pressure and heat and sensation spiraling tighter.
His rhythm shattered. No more control. No more precision. Just frantic, desperate pounding. Faster. Harder. Their bodies crashing together wildly, losing all coordination. Her hips bucking up to meet his without thought. Both chasing something right there, right THERE.
Everything tangled together. Stone cracking beneath. The pressure unbearable. The edge right there. Can't breathe. Can't think. Can't.
Then something inside her shattered.
The pressure exploded. White-hot sensation detonating through her core and ripping outward through every nerve. Her body seized violently, mouth opening in a silent scream that had no breath behind it.
Her pussy clenched around him rhythmically, convulsing in waves she couldn't control. Gripping him like a vice with each pulse. The sensation overwhelming everything, her vision whiting out, thoughts scattering, awareness narrowing to just the overwhelming waves crashing through her.
She couldn't scream. Couldn't breathe. Just convulsed around him as her first orgasm tore her apart.
The rhythmic clenching was too much.
Goku's control shattered completely. That tight grip milking him, her body spasming around his cock, he couldn't hold back another second.
One final thrust. Hard. Deep. Burying himself completely against her cervix.
She felt him finish inside that deepest kiss, the first hot pulse flooding directly through the parted cervix opening into her core.
Then another pulse. And another.
Each throb of his cock sending more heat into her deepest point. She felt every single one. The rhythm matching his racing heartbeat. Spurt after spurt filling her from the inside out.
More and more with each pulse. Too much. Her body couldn't hold it all.
The excess began seeping out around his shaft even as he kept throbbing, kept filling her. Hot trails running down where they were joined.
And then, one last thrust.
Harder than before. Driving himself impossibly deeper. Burying to the absolute hilt.
Pushing the overflow back inside. Sealing his release deep in her core. The final pulse flooding her as he held there, completely still, completely buried.
They froze like that. Both locked together. His cock still twitching inside her. Her body still clenching weakly around him.
Then her body went completely limp.
Consciousness left her all at once. Eyes rolling back. Mouth slack. Every muscle giving out.
She collapsed beneath him, thoroughly used, thoroughly claimed, mind shutting down from the overwhelming intensity.
Unconscious.
Goku barely held on, chest heaving, still buried inside her trembling body. Looking down at her slack face.
"Damn, you almost k—"
He stopped. Looked down at her face.
Completely out. Unconscious.
"Already done?" He shook his head slightly, almost amused despite his own exhaustion.
He stayed buried inside her for a long moment. Feeling the rapid flutter of her pulse through her walls. Her breathing shallow and rapid. Sweat slicking her skin, mixing with thermal water.
Her face was slack now. Peaceful. Mouth slightly parted. flushed cheeks. Eyes closed, lashes wet. Expression completely relaxed.
Her body still trembled with small aftershocks. Muscle twitches she couldn't control. Even unconscious, her system was still processing what had happened.
Then, carefully, he began to withdraw.
Slow. Gentle. Her unconscious body still gripped him tight, instinctive, even now.
He pulled out inch by inch. Her slick walls releasing him reluctantly. The wet sound of separation quiet in the aftermath.
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When he finally slipped free completely, he could see the evidence. Their combined fluids leaked from her immediately, thick and creamy, mixed with traces of blood from her torn hymen and his release. It dripped down, mixing with the thermal water.
She was thoroughly used. Completely claimed. Her body would remember this for days.
The boulder beneath them had split completely. Massive cracks spiderwebbing across stone. The water rippled with fading disturbance.
Goku shifted her carefully in his arms, cradling her unconscious form. She didn't stir. Completely gone.
He needed to clean her before taking her home.
Moving slowly through the water, he positioned her so the thermal flow could reach between her legs. Used gentle hands to rinse away the evidence, the mixed fluids, the traces of blood, the mess they'd made.
The warm water ran clear after a few moments. He was careful. Thorough. Almost tender.
She remained limp through it all. Her breathing starting to even out slightly. Still unconscious but stable.
Once she was clean, he gathered her properly in his arms. One arm under her knees, one supporting her back. Her head lolled against his shoulder. Completely trusting even in unconsciousness.
He rose slowly from the water. Droplets streaming from their bodies. The cool mountain air hitting wet skin.
Looked back at the destroyed pool. The split boulder. The disrupted water. Evidence of what they'd done written in cracked stone.
Goku rose slowly from the water, holding Kakarot's unconscious form against his chest. He looked around at the landscape, what had been pristine mountain was now completely rearranged.
The thermal pools reshaped. Boulders cracked and scattered. The natural formation around the volcanic heat forever changed.
He looked down at her peaceful face pressed against his chest. Passed out but with an oddly content expression.
"This is one hell of a print for your first time," he murmured.
The sky was lightening. Almost dawn.
"Now where do we go? Butt-ass naked..." He squeezed his arms around her, holding her secure. "Maybe Capsule Corp before everyone wakes up."
Like a missile, he blasted off toward the beach, heading for Capsule Corporation.
Minutes later, he dropped down behind the house, landing silently. Him naked with both tails swinging. Her limp and unconscious in his arms.
People were already on the sidewalk out front. Main entrance impossible.
Windows then.
"Not first floor," he muttered, floating upward. "Dr. Briefs is probably still awake. I don't want some old dude looking at me naked."
He scanned the upper windows. Most were closed. One was open.
He floated to it and peered inside. "Looks familiar..."
Slipping through, he descended carefully. Feet touching the floor one after the other. He walked to the bed.
"You're gonna use this bed for now," he said to Kakarot's sleeping form.
He pulled back the blanket.
And froze.
Panchy was sleeping on her stomach, robe slipped to the side.
"Shit. I don't need her waking up now."
Moving quickly, he laid Kakarot on the far side of the bed. She immediately started snoring softly. He covered her with the blanket and backed away.
Closet. He needed clothes.
Rifling through, he found some of Dr. Briefs' things, the largest polo shirt and biggest pants available.
The polo stretched impossibly tight across his chest. The pants barely made it past his thighs. One flex and they'd explode.
Behind him, Panchy started stirring.
Goku bolted from the room.
He tried to move quietly down the corridor, but.
There.
Standing right in front of him.
Chi-Chi.
Her eyes widened in disbelief. Then she moved closer, squinting in the dim light.
"Goku?"
He gave her a small smile.
Her eyes went wide, genuine happiness flooding her face. She jumped forward, throwing her arms around him.
"GOKU!"
His hand clamped over her mouth immediately. "Shhhh! You're gonna wake everyone!"
Chi-Chi pulled back, confused why he cared. Then a small smirk appeared. Perfect. No one to interrupt them.
"Goku!" she whispered urgently. "You didn't sleep, right? Come to my room, you can rest there. No one will find you."
Goku gave her a sidelong look, clearly doubting her pure intentions.
"Do you have a shower in your room?"
She blushed deeply, thoughts racing, but nodded.
Without wasting time, Goku stepped behind her, his massive frame dwarfing her smaller body. His hands settled on her shoulders, turning her gently.
"So let's go! Lead the way!"
They made their way to her room. Door closing softly behind them.
Chi-Chi's legs were shaking. Face completely flushed. She walked to the bed and sat on the edge, looking down, not trusting herself to speak.
Behind her, Goku was already moving. He peeled off the too-tight shirt and tossed it aside. Started unbuttoning the pants. Then walked into the bathroom.
The shower started.
Chi-Chi sat frozen on the bed, red-faced. She didn't know what to do. How to act. Where to look.
Her imagination spiraled out of control.
*Goku coming out of the shower. Towel hanging low on his hips. Walking toward her. Taking her chin in his hand. That devastating smile. "Chi-Chi, I've always loved you. You were the only one for me." Then he—*
"STOP!" She shook her hands frantically, trying to snap herself back to reality. Face burning.
Several minutes passed.
The shower shut off.
The door opened.
She jumped, startled from her thoughts.
Goku emerged wearing the tight pants, no underwear, borrowing clothes was his limit, with a towel around his neck, drying his hair.
Chi-Chi's eyes traced down his long torso. The pants hung dangerously low. She turned crimson.
Goku climbed onto the bed, moving past her to settle against the wall. He tossed the towel aside.
"I'm gonna sleep a bit. If you go out, lock the door. And don't tell anyone I'm here."
Chi-Chi was paralyzed. She was on a bed. With the man she loved.
"I-I-I-I'm sleepy too," she stammered, lying down facing him.
Their faces at the same level. Her eyes darted between his face and everywhere else. Her face red. Mouth open. Breathing irregular.
Goku understood immediately.
He smiled, not teasing, just kind, and moved his arm behind her back. Pulled her closer.
"Wha—I—you—" She couldn't form words.
Her face pressed against his collarbone. Their chests together. Her heart hammered so violently she was certain he could feel it.
But then.
She smelled him.
Clean from the shower but still him. Familiar. Safe.
Something shifted.
This wasn't like her wild imagination at all. This was... different. Better.
His arm around her felt protective, not passionate. Strong but gentle. Like he was keeping her safe while he slept. Like she belonged here.
The nervous energy drained away completely. Her tense arms relaxed. She wrapped them around his waist, no longer anxious. Just... content.
Her leg slipped between his naturally. Comfortable. Easy.
Her breathing slowed. Deepened.
She felt loved. Actually, genuinely loved. Not the dramatic romance from her daydreams, something quieter. Truer. Real.
Her eyes grew heavy.
And within moments, held against him, feeling completely safe for the first time in days.
She was asleep.