The dust was finally clearing, the once magnificent castle that housed the royal family of Fire Mountain in crumbles after Master Roshi's powerful Kamehameha stilled the land from the scorching fire that had plagued it for many years. And though the castle was gone, it could be rebuilt. In the rubble of the ruined kingdom, two adventurers sought for a very specific type of treasure.
"There's no way we can find the Dragon Ball now…" a small piglet muttered, his hands gloomily sheathed in his pockets. He kicked a pebble of cement that lied crumbled in front of him. To think this had been a grandiose castle only moments ago. He still couldn't believe the power that the old man possessed existed… It was out of this world!
"Sure we can, Oolong," the beautiful girl that stood alongside the pig protested. Dressed in a black bunny outfit, she pressed the device that she held in her left hand and waited for the radar to detect one of the magical spheres that they were looking for. She beamed brightly as it started beeping when it picked up on a signal.
"There should be one about fifty paces to the west!" She was glad to have found the treasure so quickly. She needed to collect the orb and get out of here before that geezer wanted to collect her debt – fast! She also had a plan if they couldn't escape the old man, but she preferred to avoid owing that foul piggy anything if she could help it.
A few feet away from the duo, a wizened man contently watched the two as they scouted the debris. Master Roshi still couldn't believe the deal he'd struck with the nubile bunny girl. In exchange for using his power to put out a measly fire, the eye-catching girl that accompanied Son Gohan's kid had agreed to let him touch her breasts! They even made a pinky promise to seal the deal – the most sacred and holy of all promises! He chuckled joyously, humming in anticipation. The girl was turning out to be quite something. Only a few weeks earlier, he met her after she and young Goku returned his old friend Turtle to him. As a reward for helping his pal, he gifted Goku with the Flying Nimbus.
The girl, who had been reluctant to help Turtle, had asked for a present as well – the pretty jewelry he'd collected from the bottom of the sea that hung around his neck. Since she hadn't been very supportive of his friend, he asked her to show him her panty before he would part with his star-clad sphere. She hadn't complied; instead, she'd shown him her entire nether region! To this day, he remembered every nook and cranny of her young and tender folds. Even her pubic hair had been cut short! Afterwards, she'd even agreed to give him a blowjob in exchange for the star-clad orb. Suffice to say, numerous tissues had been wasted since then in remembrance of that day. And now she'd agreed to show him her tits as well… Oh, he was getting hard just thinking about it! Luckily, Roshi had taken an extra pair of pants with him, allowing him to cover his prick after he ripped his other trousers whilst powering up. Unfortunately, he hadn't brought more underwear, so his piston now nestled against his pants.
Although... something seemed off. Something was telling him to make sure to keep an eye on the girl. They'd struck a deal, and he would make sure he'd collect his winnings.
"There it is!" the girl in question – Bulma, as she was known by her friends – shouted with glee. She'd finally found her prize!
"One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… It's the seven-star Dragon Ball!" Bulma jumped repeatedly with excitement, orb in hand.
"Hooray! Hooray!" All she had to do now was to take her place in her car and drive away as fast as she could! Confident in her abilities to outsmart the old pervert who wanted to touch her chest, she had no idea of the ordeal that would soon befall her.
"Wh- what happened to our car?!" Bulma sobbed as she eyed the broken automobile that used to be her vehicle. The tires had come loose and the doors and bumper were dented beyond recognition.
"It's been totally wrecked!" Apparently, Goku had tried to imitate the old perv's Kamehameha and though he failed to conceive a blast with the same force as the withered geezer, he managed to generate enough energy to dismantle their only means of transportation. Bulma wailed. How were they going to give the old man the slip now?!
As if Kami heard Bulma's prayers, the Ox King offered the group his own car.
"Really?!" Oh Ox-King, bless you and your oversized muscles! The monarch of Fire Mountain seized a capsule from his pocket and activated it. The vehicle appeared with a loud poof, accompanied by heavy smoke. It looked a bit old, but it was able to drive – and that was all that mattered!
"This is wonderful! Thank you so much!" Now all she had to do was urge the others into the car and get the hell away from here!
The group got into the car and prepared to make the voyage to find their last Dragon Ball. Using her trusty Dragon Radar, Bulma soon located the last orb.
"Looks like it's located west of here. It looks pretty far, though." The group was heading westbound! Thanking the Ox-King and his daughter, Bulma prepared to press the gas pedal with her foot when…
Thud.