Thud.
"Aren't you forgetting something…" an old, shaky voice whispered into her ear. Bulma felt shivers run down her back. It was the old pervert! She coyly asked what he meant.
"Our important promise!"
"Heh heh…" Bulma laughed, but her chuckle lacked any joy.
"So, you remembered, huh…?" She charily got out of the car. There was no escaping this one… She released a drawn-out groan from her throat. Though she would've preferred not to use it, plan B it was! There was no way she'd give the old man the pleasure of another sexual favor! Sucking his cock had been degrading. She was quite possibly the smartest teenager on this planet, not a toy for some perv's amusement! She turned her head to the eccentric old man and smiled innocently.
"J- just hold on a minute, okay?" Bulma asked the old man with the sweetest voice she could muster. Franticly, her eyes sought the little perv who was going to get her out of her pickle. She chuckled when she found the piglet she'd been looking for.
"Oolong" – she beckoned the piggy towards her with her forefinger – "come here for a sec."
"Eh?!" Oolong was startled when Bulma snatched his hand and led him away from the group.
"Wh- what?" What was going on? Why was Bulma so intent on speaking to him alone? They stopped behind one of the few broken walls that were still standing after that strange old man's energy beam. They were completely out of sight from their companions. Why were they so secluded, he wondered?
"Listen up…" Bulma whispered, leaning closer to the piglet, "I promised to let the old guy touch my boobs in exchange for putting out the fire so that we can get the Dragon Ball." She continued to bend down until she was at eyelevel with the piglet. "I want you to transform into me and let him touch your chest in my place!"
"Ieeeee?!" Oolong uttered fiery. "Y- you've gotta be kidding me! I've got nothing to do with this! Getting touched by an old guy is just as disgusting to me as it is to you!"
Proudly spoken by a shameless pervert who didn't waste any opportunity to spy on her, Bulma thought bitterly – and she didn't even know about Oolong's attempt to fondle her drugged body in her sleep only a few days ago! "Oh, I see. You want me to say pii pii again then?" Bulma grinned victoriously when Oolong prepared to protest, but then wisely kept his lips shut. Back when Oolong joined her and Goku's party in search of the Dragon Balls, she made sure to trick him into eating an invention of hers that gave him a sudden case of diarrhea each time she said the words pii pii. It made the piggy a tool to use as she saw fit. And right now, she needed him to transform and endure the old man's vile touches in her place!
Thud.
"Eh?" Bulma yipped, feeling a sudden blunt object gingerly hit the back of her head. How strange… Had someone sneaked up behind them?
"I don't think so, girly," a seasoned voice chastised her.
"Kyaa!" Bulma jumped in surprise. That voice! She felt her breath hitch as she turned around, coming face to face with… "Old man?!" Why was he here? "I- I thought I told you to wait?"
Master Roshi shrugged. So… the bunny girl had planned to trick him. It seemed he was right to trust his gut that something fishy was going on. His eyes narrowed on the small piglet. Who knew that such a strange creature would be able to transform into anything he wanted? The world sure was a strange place. He wondered whether there were any girls who had that ability. A girl that could transform into other women... that could come in handy, he thought perversely. "I think it would be best for you to join your friends, young man."
"Y- yes sir!" In all honesty, Oolong would've loved to have stayed and watch the old geezer fondle Bulma's boobies, but he knew better than to argue with a man that could summon that weird blue energy of destruction whenever he wanted.
"I'll get out of your way then!" He practically sprinted away from the duo, leaving a trail of dust in his wake.
"Oo- Oolong!" Bulma screamed after the darting piglet, a slight panic in her voice.
"Come back right this instant!" He never came back… Her eyes hesitantly trailed from the disappearing piggy to the old pervert who expected to touch her chest. "H- hey there…I told you to wait, you silly old man. Haha… ha…" She groaned. This was the worst…
"I thought you were taking too long, bunny girl. I was worried you were planning to get out of our deal." And he had been right to worry, it seemed! Kids these days... How dare she try to break the holy pinky promise! "We made a promise, bunny girl."
"Don't remind me..." Bulma whimpered with her head dropped low. So close… She'd been so close to evade the old man's perverted desires this time. She glared at the rotten senior with disdain. Was there really no way out? Did she really have to let this hopeless geezer touch her chest?! After last time, she really didn't give the perv the satisfaction. Her genius mind worked overtime to come up with a plan to escape her ordeal, but she found no viable solution.
"Fine!" she stated with annoyance, audibly gritting her teeth. If there was no way out, she'd rather get it over with quick! "I'll do it..."
Master Roshi mouthed a faint "Yes!" underneath his breath. After all this time, it was finally happening! His lips pursed as he eyed the bunny girl's cleavage. They looked so soft and smooth~! After decades of trying but failing, he was going to touch another marvelous pair of knockers so soon after groping Mai's luscious pair! And not just any pair, but the tits of the incredible girl who'd reawakened his urges! Life sure was great lately.
Silence filled the air around them. Bulma saw the old man look at her in anticipation, a goofy grin plastered on his face. He looked pathetic… He truly was someone far below her standards. A startling realization hit her. After this, he would've seen everything. From head to toe, all he had to do was close his eyes to remember her naked body. It was a chilling thought… Even more chilling a thought was what an old eccentric geezer like him would do to her once she exposed herself to him. She still remembered what he'd tried to pull last time. If it hadn't been for Goku, the old man would've... Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him. "You'll only touch them, right?"
"Yes!" he promised. Though, in all honesty, he would have said whatever she wanted to hear as long as it meant the removal of the cups hiding her tits. Already, he could feel his penis tent against his fresh pair of pants. "Of course! N- now please! Please let me touch them!"
His assurance did make Bulma feel better – even if only a little.
"T-then…" Bulma swallowed her anxiety down her throat, a red hue filling her cheeks. The feeling reminded her of the time he wanted her to show him her underwear. She heard his breath hitch in anticipation of the unveiling of her bosom. Come on, Bulma. Keep it together, she urged herself. All she had to do was show him her tits, endure his corrupted touches for a couple of seconds, and get the hell out of here. But if it was truly that simple, why did she hear her heart beat so franticly into her ears?
"Is something wrong?" Master Roshi asked, noticing her hesitance. "If you need some help, I'll be happy to lower the cups myself. Heh heh!"
"Tch!" Bulma groaned, gritting her teeth. What a filthy pervert! That was the last straw! She wanted this geezer out of her life forever! If a flash of her knockers was all it took to accomplish that then...! Her hands came up to the cups of her bunny outfit and unwaveringly yanked them down. "Here!"