This choice: Radditz, moving through her to get Gohan. • Go Back...Chapter #5Radditz, moving through her to get Gohan. by: Daxinar   Bulma stood her ground in front of a wickedly grinning, long haired Saiyan, her being the only one between him and a terrified Gohan. The tall, muscly alien stepped over Goku's trembling form, the skilled warrior being brought to all fours just from Raditz's knee. Krillen was currently trying to pick himself up from the pile of wooden planks knocked aside from Master Roshi's house when his own head collided with them due to Raditz's whipping his tail across his face. Roshi himself stared shakily from his porch, cursing the fates as he could feel that the difference in strength between him and this alien was much greater than skill alone could close.
In spite of knowing how dangerous this was, Bulma wasn't about to abandon the son of one of her very best friends to this monster. “L-listen here, you! You'd better back off if you know whats good for you! W-we have strong friends that w-will-” Before she could finish off her stammering threat, Raditz had closed the distance between them faster then she could see and was already holding Bulma up by the front of her shirt. “Oh really?” Bulma was paralyzed by the ice cold black eyes of the Saiyan, unable to bring herself to speak out again while he stared straight into her face. “Grah!!” Suddenly, Krillen sprung forward from where he lay and with a burst of speed was behind the Saiyan. With a defiant yell he threw a kick at Raditz's head, the blow barely brushing the back of the Saiyans mane as he ducked under it and brought his free hand back to deliver a punch to Krillens gut. The blow completely stunned the diminutive fighter, making him crumple over Raditz's fist and hang there in the air as the Saiyan looked back in amusement.
“K-krillen!” In spite of the pain he was in, Goku willed his body to spring forward at Raditz as well. Seeing both his arms occupied, Goku went for a leg sweep in an attempt to bring Raditz to the ground. With his wicked grin never leaving his face, Raditz merely hopped a few feet into the air to avoid Goku's kick as before coming back down and burying his foot in his brothers stomach before he could fully complete his move. “GAHAA!!” Goku tried his best to pry the foot off of him, Raditz just grinding it back and forth as he held both of his friends in his grasp. “Pathetic, Kakkarot! Interacting with these earthlings has made you a weakling! Only by purging this planet of them do you have a chance at redemp-”
Bulma couldn't take being pulled around like a handbag while Raditz hurt her friends in front of her anymore, and did something she never thought she would do. She curled her fist back and punched Raditz right in his cheek, her fist barely being able to make an indent. Raditz stared blankly at the woman for a moment, grinning widely the next as he saw her eyes widen in terror at what she had done on instinct. “U-uh...” Raditz casually kicked Goku back where he had previously hugged the ground, throwing Krillen into his gut for good measure as the two made a loud impact with the sand. “Daddy!!” Roshi gripped his staff with white knuckles, his need to protect the younger generation overpowering his senses as he rushed forward.
Bulma shut her eyes, hoping that the cruel, armored alien would at least make her fate quick. What she felt in the next instant, however, shocked her more than anything that had happened so far. Rather than the massive, world ending pain she expected, Bulma felt a great amount of stinging and discomfort centered around her crotch. Bulma's eyes shot open, her vision immediately drawn downwards where her worst fears were confirmed. The super powered alien was, in fact, giving her a huge melvin, holding her up in the air by the waistband of her purple panties which had slid up to just under her chin. “Eaaaaaa!” Raditz laughed outright, this reaction being exactly what he expected and more. He then stretched his arm with the panties held in it's grasp outward, allowing him the room necessary to begin bouncing the helpless woman against the material. “Ahh! Eaa! NAHAA!”
Roshi was desperately trying to will himself to continue running forward, but the sight of Bulma bouncing around by her panties, the material riding up to the leg holes in the back from how far they had stretched in the front, had made a small river of blood leak from his nostrils as his heavily blushing face couldn't peel it's eyes away. After a few more moments of staring wide eyed at Bulma bouncing about, Roshi fell face first onto the sand, needing to recover from his sudden blood loss. “I'm...Sorry, Bulma...!”
“Ahahooow!” Bulma, meanwhile, was in a great amount of stingy discomfort as Raditz had flipped her around and grabbed the back of her waistband, yanking her panties the other way through her burning crotch and wedging them firmly in her backside as Bulma dangled from the purple material and kicked from side to side. The Saiyan was very amused with the reaction of this woman, the women on his planet requiring much more effort to subdue and humiliate in this manor. Suddenly, a more nefarious idea struck him. Kakkarot's son was staring blankly at the scene before him as huddled next to his gasping father in fear one moment, and the next was suddenly being held up by the back of his shirt as Raditz floated a few feet off the ground. Both the young half-saiyan and the woman squirmed and moaned in fear, Bulma's having much more a tinge of pain to them as Raditz casually dragged her through the air by her now deeply wedgied panties.
Raditz ceased his ascent, turning around and whipping bulma around by her panties. “Listen up, Kakkarot! Unless you want me to slaughter these two, I expect to see one hundred human corpses lined up here!” Goku, still bowled over in the sand with Krillin trying to push off of him, reached ineffectually towards his son, Gohan squirming side to side in Raditz's grasp with tears streaming from his eyes. Bulma did her best to silence her own cries as she was held aloft by her sharp wedgie, at least making a small attempt to calm Gohan down. “It's okay, Gohan! He won't hurt us, just try to stay ca-OHAOW!” Raditz silenced Bulma's reassurances by bouncing her up by her panties and grabbing the stretched out leg holes, causing bulma's butt to fall against the now much thinner material and wedge it much more thoroughly in her backside. “Silence, woman! You will speak when spoken to!”
“Nnnn...!” Bulma grit her teeth as Ratiz made his position clear by agonizingly lifting up on her wedgie, only stopping the rising of his hand when Bulma managed to choke off her pained moans. “Y-you let them go you monster!!” Turning to regard his brother once more, Raditz noticed he managed to get to his feet, albeit shakily and clutching at his stomach. “Whats that? Pleading out of desperation? Pathetic, Kakkarot.” Raditz spat to one side, making Bulma curl up in fear and disgust as she turned away from the projectile saliva, almost taking a fetal position as she hung helplessly against her wedgie. “It's your choice, Kakkarot! Either the lives of the humans, or the life of your son! Oh, and this little tart, hehe. See you tomorrow, little brother!!” After one last derisive glare down at the form of his brother shaking in rage, Raditz turned in the air and shot upwards a good two hundred feet in about a second. “WAAAAHAAAA!!” The grinning Saiyan warrior relished in the sound of Bulma's high pitched, extremely pained squeal as he dragged the bawling woman along by the legholes of her panties, the blue haired woman’s eyes alight with pain and fear that would have pleased him even more if he could see them. Yes, it was occasionally more fun to torment rather than destroy, he thought to himself. To that end, he could tell his impulse to bring the woman along as a plaything would pay off greatly, especially with her still pushing that shrill, pained moan out of her lungs as she was dragged through the air by her panties being ripped into her butt and crothch. "Hahahahahaha!" Raditz enjoyed a hearty laugh despite himself, his little vacation away from Vegeta and Nappa proving to be quite entertaining.
Goku stared at the shrining visage of the three, Bulma's cries of wedgie-indcued discomfort still slightly audible as he reached out towards them. "Gohan...Bulma...Damnit! NIMBUUS!" Goku took a few short, determined steps toward the yellow cloud before a panting Krillin and a bloody-faced Master Roshi grabbed both his arms. "Wait, Goku! I know how you feel, but think for a moment! What do you think will be different if you attack him again? We need a plan!" Goku lowered his irate gaze toward the ground, knowing that his mentor was right but pained to admit when he was outmatched. Krillen nodded up towards Goku, just now catching his breath. "Yeah, Goku. You don't have to rush off on your own! We can help-"
"No, you cant."
The three turtle school martial artists turned to see the figure of a tall, green huminoid with pointed ears, a turban, and a white cape. The figure regarded them with what looked halfway in between a glare and indifference. "P-piccolo!? Oh man, this is NOT a good time!" Goku put his hands out pleadingly, hoping his old nemisis would stave off his attack. To Goku's surprise, he made no move towards any of them, contiuing to regard them with his hardened gaze. "I should say not. You getting knocked around by an alien and having your freind and son scooped up like luggage doesn't exactly leave you in the best place for a rematch with me, does it?" Goku, Roshi and Krillen could only stare in disbelief, Piccolo's matter of fact tone and his lack of hostility putting them even more on edge as this is not what they expected from the reincarnation of the Demon King. A wry grin was visible on his face as the green skined man clenched his fists together and gave Goku a meaninful stare. "That being the case, I have a proposition..."
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