Bulma clutched the edge of her console, her breath hitching as a strange heat began to spread through her body. Her pulse raced, her skin tingling with an unfamiliar sensation, and she glanced at Android 18, who seemed to be experiencing the same discomfort. 18's usually steely composure had softened, her face flushed as she shifted uneasily, eyes narrowing at the dark anomaly that hovered over the water.
"What… what is this?" Bulma whispered, a tremor in her voice. She wiped her forehead, noticing the sweat that was beginning to bead and slide down her face. The energy emitted by the square felt invasive, like it was seeping into her mind and body, drawing out emotions she had no control over.
Android 18 gritted her teeth,and instinctively punched master Roshi, she thought that he was the one who does it to her.
Master Roshi let out a surprised yelp as Android 18's punch sent him sprawling to the back of the plane, crashing against a metal cabinet with a loud thud. He groaned, rubbing the back of his head with a sheepish grin. "Hey! What was that for?" he protested, though the glint of mischief in his eyes quickly faded when he saw the serious expression on 18's face.
"It's not funny, old man," 18 snapped, still trying to shake off the uncomfortable heat coursing through her veins. "Whatever this is, it's not you, but don't push your luck."
Krillin glanced nervously between his wife and Roshi, he was confused and asked to 18 what happened.
Android 18 leaned in close to Krillin, her voice barely above a whisper, her breath coming in quick, shallow bursts. "Krillin..." She hesitated, her eyes flicking to the back of the plane, where Master Roshi had just recovered from the punch. She lowered her voice even more. "It's not just the heat—it's like this energy is pulling at something inside me, something... deeper. Sensual. It's like every nerve in my body is alive, awakened, and I can't control it."
Krillin blinked in confusion. "Wait, are you saying this thing is making you feel...?"
18 cut him off, her expression tight as she continued, "Yes. It's making me feel things I shouldn't be feeling. The square's energy—it's not just physical heat or pressure—it's like it's amplifying my instincts, my... desires." Her hands clenched into fists, her knuckles white. "It's hard to focus. It's as if the air itself is alive with these sensations, and I can't get them out of my head."
Krillin's eyes widened, he replied. "That's... that's bad. Does it only affects women? Then that means bulma is also-"
Krillin's eyes darted toward Bulma, who was visibly struggling to stay composed at the console. Her face was flushed, and she was taking deep, calming breaths, but the tension in her posture was evident. She clenched her fists, trying to maintain control as the strange energy continued to seep through her, pulling her into the same uncomfortable state as Android 18.
As the moments passed, Android 18 and bulma became more and more affected by the square, 18 kneeled down due to the overwhelming stimulation that she's experiencing same with bulma, both of their face become deep red in colour and started to sweat as their breathing became fast and heavy.