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#9706, #9708, #9713, #9714, #9717, #9719, & #9720 all great!
That's pretty great!Quote:
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It's interesting to see how some of you like some pics and some like others that I was even doubting whether to post or not because I thought not many people would like. Party in some cases because I just like them a little, but lot as much as some of you.
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One little step for mankind
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This is the same animation but in a new one-and-a-half-minute-long version.Quote:
Originally Posted by papaschlumpf
https://rule34.us/index.php?r=posts/view&id=4444866
sorry for the length of the post [I overdo writing].Quote:
Originally Posted by papaschlumpf
Somewhere inside a useful gymnasium randomly found within Dragon Ball's version of Earth, several rather absolutely beautiful, powerful, talented, clever, resourceful, and mischievous female characters from within the tremendous DB universe have gathered quite nicely and thankfully to form sexy, smart, creative, mighty, forceful, & driven classes which teach (perhaps) quite the myriad of different things to females & males of every factor & manner of creature, human, etc., (if they can talk, self-express, & have the ability to processing complex thoughts).
The classes would teach a ide variety of different things, particularly:
Anger-management, Self-reliance, Focus, Yoga, Fitness, Self-belief, Female history, Female studies, Feminine literature, Female relations, Feminine power, female empowerment, self-love,
All subjects related to humans, androids, Nameks, Kais, and other beings in the lands;
And obviously, (above all else) all manners, schools, styles, etc. of mixed self-defenses (modifying each set, school, style, manner, etc. just enough to completely allow full-on, full-contact, uncensored, no-holds-barred, limitless, and truly entire-body contact, where either of the combattants may happen to use any part of their body to tease, trick, titillate, confuse, charm, puzzle, perplex, pleasure, please, power, pester, patronize, punish, annoy, massage, rumble, rub, tickle, damage, increase, decrease, or otherwise effect any aspect, spot, area, measure, ... part, factor, element, power, strength, weakness, ability, or vulnerability of [any of] the other combattant[s].
While doing so may cause male combattants, fighters, grapplers, wrestlers, brawlers, etc. to gain and even take advantage of some manner of an advantage, opportunity, or may cause some of the male combattants to try some form of "dirty pool", "bad show", ... "frisky fracas" or any type of the sort, the playing field can also quite naughtily, nicely, happily, terrifically, & anxiously cause some very stimulating, titillating, exotic, and charming opportunities for the resourceful, creative, focused, dedicated, energetic, & playful female combattants to easily, merrily, wildly, mischievously, masterfully, and spontaneously take advantage of some enchanting, inviting, erotic, hypnotic, carnal, and / or sexual opportunity to passionately, amorously, hungrily, sultrily, ... spiritedly, and forcefully take the upper hand (or fist, foot, ass, knee, elbow, palm, heel, etc.)
For instance, if good ol' Yamcha isn't truly focusing on, watching, checking on, or even actually protecting either his "Pwar" [left], his "Oolong" [right], or the almighty "Chenron" [you guess], and he is hitting on Bulma during one of these very intense, powerful, strong, unpredictable, and close-contact combat sessions, she easily has the chance, ability, opportunity, strength, power, force, and all other aspects she needs to do the following:
1. Use her female intuition [her own unique type of "Spidey Sense"] to get a feeling like she has found something very crucial & useful nearby.
2. Sniff around, moving her fingers around [either like she is trying to pinpoint something, like she is trying to get a quite nice feel for the room, or like she is trying to find a good spot to paint or take some form of picture.
3. [While she is sniffing around and posing, she moves a few steps, every once in a while, until she is nicely standing at just the perfect spot.
4. [As if these actions weren't enough of a distraction to cause Yamcha to get confused, puzzled, concerned, or worried, Bulma begins walking around a bit more, singing maybe a few notes every three seconds, as if either getting an audio readout of the room, checking the reverb / acoustics / etc., measuring the sound of the echo, or finding something through echolocation.
5. She causes time to proceed at 1/120 speed in order to achieve her next very strange activity.
6. She decides to stick her tongue in & out, (& otherwise make silly, wacky, happy, sexy, erotic, driven, confident, or surprising faces, expressions, looks, etc). for nearly about 2 hrs. reg time, (with the newly changed time, that turned out to work to 10 days), (changing her face's & mouth's expressions / poses / positions / styles every few seonds).
During this rather silly time, she does so many things that she never would have time to do, or would look too silly if people saw her do.
She tastes the air, kisses Yamcha, plays with all of his wide arrau of tools, equipment, toys, machines, and gadgets until she has mastered them & achieved maximum results with each of them; mischievously, playfully, & enticingly teasing & playing with his pets; gets a taste of the room, makes some random foods, drinks, etc. with aromas, tastes, and textures guaranteed to have any man lower any manner of defenses, guard, protection, invulnerability, shields, etc., basically becoming exactly what any lady within her scenario would need: A vulnerable, love-struck, enchanted, low-power, tactless, yet somehow (either) overly-confident, narcissistic, too-chivalrous, carefree, musle-head, flexing, lady-hungry, gym-obsessed and bodybuilding fool with slightly too little self-depracation and too much pride.
7. She also reads all of his books, does any activity books she brought, solves any word puzzles, trivia, riddles, or other similar things she can find, and otherwise happily spends this lengthy time by doing anything else she can think of to either arouse, charm, entertain, enhance, beef up, titillate, or make her the person that she always imagined herself, while still nicely retaining enough of her original personality, charm, behavior, appearance, and other aspects so that Yamcha [along with anybody else who happened to gaze upon her] would recognize, identify, or notice her. [Unless she didn't want them to. In which case, she had made sure to learn about the powers of magical / practical / hypnotic / etc. changing of self, personality, appearance, dimensions, measurements, behavior, & more, along with disguising your voice, sound, look, & more.]
8. She made sure that while she was doing this, Yamcha either was frozen in place, ... could not leave the room, had no ability / reason to relieve himself, desired to be with her for anything, ... had to accomodate her every need, desire, yearning, or wish that she might have, ...had no manner of appointment, meeting, interview, combat, job, chore, or other thing he had to do, place he needed to be, or person he needed to see, ... received no calls, e-mails, etc., had no visitors, & overall made it so that it could truly remain just the two of them for as much, long, and nicely as she desired.
9. She realized she may be taking things too far with such a random and silly effect which she yearned, but Yamcha had talked down to, teased, ridiculed, mocked, parodied, satirized, derided, and otherwise tricked her, (insulting her, calling her names, questioning her might, acting so high and mighty, carrying himself with such a "better than you" tone, & maybe other things) for the past thirteen years. While it is true, the two of them had usually been rather solid friends, going on adventures, collecting things along with each other, she had never gotten even the very most basic apology, reason, logic, or even a look of "joking", "kidding", or anything of that nature from him at any time when he treated her so bizarrely. She didn't have any feelings of ill will, revenge, payback, or just anything at all remotely along those dark lines. However, she did feel somewhat hurt from not receiving any measure of an expression which said, ..."You know I'm kidding, right?", "Sorry about what I said then!", "Just some friendly jibes", "Might have let my mind wander", "Truly sincere apologies for what I did", ... or anything like that. She was coming from a good source of understandable sense with her current plan for his rather sensible sort of treatment. Not angry, but just slightly mad confusion.
10. Besides, since the two of them had usually been, & still were, such truly good pals, she knew that somebody like Yamcha can easily take any matter of thing she might happen to give him. "After all, my precious big treasure-finding mind," (she then thought truly cutely, playfully, and nicely to herself), "a really big, thick, beefy, muscular, strong, rather brawny, honestly handsome, tastefully chiseled, & superbly powerful example of the male gender such as Yamcha must easily have the sheer resilience, tenacity, training, skill, talent, and experience to receive any manner of direct, complex, simple, single, or multi-part attacks, combos, chains, and anything else that anybody, (whether they're old or young, rookie or retired, sensei or student, fully-grown or child, and quite especially whether they happen to be a male or female), and get either stay standing or at least simply get right back up from the floor. Somebody like me couldn't possibly do things which could cause somebody like him to either fall to his knees, fall over, experience pain, get knocked out, get damaged, or anything like that. .. Therefor, he should have no reason to worry that square-like, powerful, and smart head. ..."
11. Having successfully brought herself to a measurement & form of mischief, playfulness, happiness, force, power, strength, attraction, muscle, titillation, energy, confidence, understanding, charm, creativity, fun, & sexual pleasure which she had never before even may have ever considered or thought even remotely likely within her wildest dreams, wishes, & hopes, she takes a few satisfying steps around the well-made room, (which she made sure to clean after her rather lengthy and quite terrific period of fun & mischief). She pauses after walking past a quite large, reflective, and nicely-placed television monitor, which was near a full-body mirror, and several sparkling windows.
12. She takes just a couple of very sexy steps back to look in the many reflections, which can be used together as a all-around, 3-dimensional, all-sides mirror.
She gazes at her brand new look & form of strength, power, force, arousal, dominance, beauty, and so many other changes, which she will thankfully retain for as long as she could ever desire. She would never call herself narcissistic, self-involved, selfish, self-centered, self-serving, or anything of the sort. However, simply looking at her new form reflected nicely in all the mirrors, ... she can't help but give herself many positive expressions of appreciation, thanks, pleasure, agreement, delight, understanding, & simply absolute happiness.
She smiles the happiest, horniest, most grateful, joyful, pleased, and otherwise delighted smiles, grins, and other related expressions she has ever expressed.
She arches her eyebrows, lifts her eyebrows, rolls her eyes, rotates her eyes, and otherwise gives every eye-related expression of happiness she can contemplate.
She gives thumbs-up signs, Okay signs, points to herself, snaps, rubs her hands together, and otherwise gives expressions of happiness, mischief, glee, & delight,
She basically does every expression of glee, arousal, horniness, delight, appreciation, thanks, agreement, positivity, happiness, and pleasure her mind could concoct.
13. She did not plan on doing this and generally would never think of herself that way, ... but the gradual realization that the strongest, sexiest, sultriest, hottest, happiest, horniest, loveliest, cutest, sweetest, silliest, most powerful, most forceful, most playful, most cheerful, most delightful, most gleeful, most thankful, most helpful, most positive, most appreciative, most aroused, most pleasuring, most pleasureable, and most mischievous woman she had ever been forturnate enough to think about, know about, hear about, know, hear, or see currently happened to be looking right back at her, just merely five feet away from where she currently stood, and that this beautiful woman actually happened to be the reflection of herself, meaning that she had become her own dream version of not only herself, but the very definition of what she had apparently envisioned within her mind as quite simply the ultimate woman... This fact caused even deeper feelings of titillation, pleasure, delight, sensuality, and more than she already happened to experience. Such very deep emotions quite simply tugged at her head, her soul, her heart, and even a part of her that dwelt slightly lower than her heart, but which might need just as much attention. This feeling proved quite difficult to just simply push down, sweep under a rug, surpress, or otherwise ignore in some way. The more she tried to focus on any other sensation, feeling, sense, texture, emotion, or whatever else she may have felt at the particular moment, the more present, mighty, intense, effective, powerful, and strong this perhaps slightly wacky feeling became.
14. Bulma reluctantly admitted to herself that unless she soon addressed the very "zany yet not quite bad feeling", she couldn't move forward with any style of schedules, thoughts, or procedures. Although this feeling was not "uncommon", and she easily knew just the neatest, cleanest, happiest, coolest, and best way to address this positively passionate, private, and powerful problem, Bulma also knew that there was no way that she could even picture solving this problem with anyone watching. She knew that she had easily assured that nobody should, can, or will enter the room at any point until she let any person through any of the entrances, so there was no chance of anybody, anything, etc. coming into the room [or walking near the hallway's entrance, or otherwise glancing, spying, or sneaking into the room in really any form. That only left one person: Yamcha. She considered the fact that she had made sure that he couldn't leave there until she finished with him, and that although she may have made it so he had no need or desire to go anywhere or do anything, and everything else she had ensured earlier, she either forgot, didn't want to, or otherwise did not do something so that he could not be looking at her throughout her actions.
Maybe she liked the attention when the viewer just happened to be her target. Maybe she had a thing for Yamcha and she didn't care what her saw of her. Maybe she somehow had such a close relationship with Yamcha that she wanted to test how much she wanted him to experience with his own eyes & ears.
Maybe Bulma just knew that she always managed to give her rather nicely good old pal Yamcha some really very particularly "more than friendly sensations", and she desired to see precisely how very powerful & strong these rather noticeably "passionate jolts" could get.
15. Whatever the perhaps puzzling reason might just happen to be, she decided that, for the odd purposes of her desired action, she would make sure that she pleasured herself close enough to him that he could easily be visibly effected by sensual motions. She purposefully moved slowly, mischievously, hypnotically, & sensually during a very erotic session of her truly nice pleasure. Throughout every second of her sexy, erotic, exotic, sensual, titillating, & playful session of some cute "self-discovery", "self-exploration", bodily delight, and random carnal self-empowerment, she kept her eyes simultaneously focused on herself and her rather naive target.
She did every form, fashion, action, manner, and way she could to simultaneously please herself & stimulate her friend. She danced, did burlesque, acted out sexy movie scenes & TV scenes, and tickled, pinched, flicked, pressed, pushed, rubbed, squeezed, & shook herself. Anything she had [unintentionally]... seen Master Roshi watch on TV at his house. she at least attempted, knowing it was meant for self-pleasure and erotic outer stimulation.
16. By the time she had finally fished with her complete two-hour-long [and cheerful] pleasure period / stimulation session, she had easily caused herself quite understandable and visible relief, while maintaining her levels of arousal, horniness, pleasure, & more.
At the same time, she had quite noticeably made Yamcha far more aroused, horny, erect, rigid, titillated, excited, anxious, and bigger, thicker, and heftier to the point of his groin resembling some form of massive, powerful, cool & upside-down water cannon. [Picture the biggest, strongest, thickest Super Soaker ever made. Turn it upside-down.] [for lack of a better analogy].
[or maybe a tank.]
17. Since she now finally had herself and Yamcha exactly within an even better scenario than she could have ever thought, she was ready to proceed with the next part of her originally easy, simple, short plan. She gets out her "Ball-finder" and follows it around inside the room for maybe around a few minutes or so.
She stops walking when she stands maybe a couple of feet behind Yamcha.
18. She gives Yamcha the strongest kick which somehow simultaneously hits every bit of his crotch.
19. She follows this up by making sure that he never forgets this scenario by attacking every cm of every inch of every foot of every part of his expanding, enlarging, heightening, lengthening, widening, and otherwise ever-growing crotch. She decides that, since her name is Bulma, she will only do every form, direction, pose, position, manner, style, power-level, strength-level, body-part use, body-part pose, target, role, and other aspect (and matching every choice from each of those categories with each other, until she has done every match-up she can concoct) for just the attacks, pleasures, tricks, teases, and mischief which begin with the letter B, making sure that each pleasure, trick, tease, and related act is equal parts pleasure & punishment, ... trick & treat, tease & treat, merriment & mschief, etc.)
She performs baggings, bashes, bathings, bats, batterings, beats, bends, bites, blasts, blowjobs, bomps, bonks, boobjobs, boots, bops, bounces, buckings, butts.
She thought of also doing everything starting with a U, an L, an M, and an A, but she couldn't think of that many things which started with an A...
but then she thought about acrobatics, and aerobics.
She decided to continue with uppercuts, undercuts, [she wished there were more things which started with U, but even Chenron couldn't help her.]
She followed this up with lunges, licks, lances, lasers... [again, she wished for more L, ... but the wish was too strange for Chenron]
She followed these up with mashes, mushes, mincing, milking... [again, too wierd of a wish]
She ended with performing each & every form of acrobatic act & aerobics move onto every millimeter of his groin,
[backflip, bounce, cartwheel, dismount, flip, gallop, grab, handstand, headstand, handspring, hop, jump, leap, spin, swing, twist, and more].
She positioned him in such a way that she could use any part of his crotch as either a flying trapeze, a tightrope, a climbing rope, or any other thing for acrobatic acts]
[She could swing back & forth, left & right, upside down & right-side up, up & down, around & around, and otherwise gripping, holding, or squeezing with her hand[s], foot / feet, leg[s], etc., grabbing nicely onto any part she could, etc.]
20. [Sorry for the length of the story, and the very fast-end sort of end.] [Also, you can contiinue the story from there]. [There's also an actual hentai featuring Yamcha by Pecan].
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Overdoing it with a story again.
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Although I can maybe guess what happens next, the look of this low panel just could give some ... random options or suggestions.
She could distract the big guy, as she goes down, simultaneously using her hands to massage, rub, knead, tweak, plump, fluff, tug, and otherwise work his quite sizeable, convenient, & lucky testicles, moving every bit of those nicely growing balls, nuts, raisins, sack, scrotum, seeds, and all other bits in every way, shape, form, or fashion she could, with every pose, position, style, direction, force, power, strength, manner, character, attitude, etc. she could think of, not stopping until she had moved each inch of each part in every aspect, combination of aspects, etc. she could ever concoct, meaning that she probably worked on his groin for no less than eight hours. She used all 360 degrees of movement, vertically, horizontally, and in every tilt, pose, position, style, of the hand, ...
Even the most obsessive-compulsive, anal-retentive, detail-focused, descriptive, goal-oriented mistress, dominatrix, femdom artist, ballbuster, or other form of bb artist could not have done anywhere near as complete, thorough, all-points, all-targets, all-bits, extreme, full-on, total, etc. ... of a job with the target's sack, scrotum, seeds, nuts, raisins, balls, & groin parts south of the penis.
She moved them all around, while enhancing every physical measurement, & adding some more sensitivity, power, silliness, lowered-shields, ticklishness, vulnerability, & just so many aspects, perhaps even making him more easily aroused, seduced, tricked, massaged, and so much more.
By the time she had finally gotten finished with her silly, fortunate, naive, lucky, doomed, jumpy, worried, cheerful, scared, playful, energetic, rambunctious, & completely unprotected victim, any thoughts which our hero may have concerning defending himself, building self-protection, remaining on his "guard", adding a loin cloth, charging up any "shields" or any things even at the slightest bit like that had either diminished, been erased, become totally forgotten, ... or otherwise no longer even occupied the smallest area within his currently far more sexually-focused, seduced, erotic, enchanted, and carnally-thinking brain.
While this very sultry, strong, seductive, smart, silly, sensual, sexual, and sexy show-stealer...
(or this rather foxy, fun, feisty, funny, & feirce female fighter,
(or this quite cool, curvaceous, crafty, & clever combat cutie,
[or this so bouncy, bold, beautiful, busty, & brave boxing babe...
noticeably happily, sexually, cheerily, naughtilly, & playfully does these very doing these things, ... she also simultaneously attacks his balls, scrotum, nuts, & so forth.
He goes from a to z, using his hands, fingers, fists, knuckles, palms, elbow, etc. to perform every hand-based, finger-based, arm-based, etc. attack, trick, pleasure, charm, spell, enchantment, hypnotism, and anything else she could in any aspect she could on every millimeter of every groin part below the guy's penis. .
Aspects include direction, order, pose, position, manner, body-part use, body-pose, target-pose, target-position, emotion, feeling, force, strength, & power.
His scrotum, balls, nuts, pouch, raisins, and seeds were rather colossal, erect, girthy, massive, & weighty.
Thanks to her attacks, tricks, pleasures, tactics, charms, spells, & so forth, each part of his groin was enlarging, hardening, stiffening, & growing in width, depth, height, length, girth, mass, diameter, perimeter, size, weight, area, volume, circumference, fullness, hardness, & solidity, ... while also adding far more sensitivity, power, vulnerability, ticklishness, mischief, lower-guard, lowered-shields, & just so very many additional aspects to them, perhaps even making him more easily aroused, seduced, tricked, massaged, and so much more. (Also, more "productivity").
Feeling as though solely using her hands, arms, fingers, fists, & parts of her hands & arms to move, trick, damage, bust, & otherwise effect the guy's groin, ... and even then, only using those parts on his sack, nuts, balls, scrotum, etc., when the guy happened to posses quite a nice, long, massive, powerful, strong, and muscular penis, which seemed to practically beg, plead, cry, yearn, and whine out to be equally damaged, tricked, teased, busted, & effected by the best woman he had ever seen.
She really knew that any penis who might see their trusty partners (the balls, sack, scrotum, nuts, etc.) quite noticeably getting the most detailed, ultra, extreme, complete, & much more than full-service busting, pleasure, trickery, etc. & still be finding themselves with enough energy and power to go for round two would easily want his scrotum to "share nicely with his pals".
With this fact driving around her mind, she just thinks for a nice moment about which body parts weren't very busy working upon any privated parts of his body.
She just thought, "Well, for now, I'm only using my hands, arms, etc. Let me see here just a second. What should I do? How about my chest, breasts, abs, etc.? His penis obviously exists above his large testicles, and my breasts, chest, etc. currently rests at nearly two feet below his penis, so that wouldn't make very much sense.
Still, I could try shuffling up nice & closer to his lower body, seeing if my boobs & chest really do still rest beneath his penis. ... Well, a little higher, but not close enough for my boobs to really have much of a genuine effect.
If I lengthened his penis for, like uh, 4 feet, we could probably make his penis be long enough for resting upon my rather sizeable, pleasureable, squishy, plump, thick, & cushiony breasts, and his penis could be even long enough for me to gently, nicely, sexually, & warmly fit nearly the last 18 to 24 inches of his erotically (& permanently he-he) lengthened, widened, & enlarged penis directly between these merry, massive, melon-like, marshmallowy, & mellow milk-tank mammaries. However, that's just one option. Also, what could I do with his penis while I keep it between them? I can't use my feet on his penis, with his penis between my breasts.
Should I make his penis so lengthy, wide, deep, tall, girthy, massive, heavy, and just full-bodied that I can even make his penis lie adorably and nicely across my massive breasts just like some cheerful little dog sitting on a bed, then slink between my breasts, like a very slithery reptile between a pair of truly sizeable boulders, and even somehow reach way past my cleavage, down to my feet, ... just so that I can stomp, step, kick, knee, stamp, grind, twist, spin, jump, and hop upon his penis? Maybe some random bit later. For now, lemme simply begin with the undeniably easier stuff. What choice did I not address? Right, of course, my head! They say 'Always use your head.'
She then thought, "Yeah, let's do that, but most importantly, I will do any, each, all, and every position, styles, pose, character, role, motion, body-part motion & other aspects for every manner and/or form of actual pleasure, tricks, ballbusting, mischief, etc. that I can do with any part of my face, head, mouth, etc, on every inch of every part of his entire penis & non-scrotal sections, ... making sure to utilize every combination of aspects."
So, while she kept her hands, knuckles, fists, elbows, etc. busy with pleasing, tricking, busting, etc. his sack, balls, pouch, nuts, raisins, seeds, etc. in every single way that she could ever think about, she kept her head busy pleasing, tricking, enchanting, charming, playing with, and busting each, all, and every millimeter of every centimeter of every inch of every part of his entire massive penis, and every other non-scrotal section of his groin.
She thought that this was not enought sp she decided that since her hands, arms, etc. were just already so close to his penis, she'd bust, please, trick, charm, & otherwise effect every centimeter ... of every inch of his penis and every non-scrotal section of his groin, using every part of her arms, hands, fists, etc., and utilizing all combinations of aspects.
She realized this would be both overdoing it and indeed far too silly and descriptive for anybody who happened to read such a story, but she was like this.
She went ahead and did that breast ideas, as well.
She used her breasts as fists, legs, hands, arms, & more, as they punched, kicked, slapped, kneed, hit, ground, mashes, squeezed, and otherwise did every action to the front, back, and sides of his penis while she had his penis between her boobs.
She even decided that his balls, scrotum, etc. should receive the equal treatment of his dick, so she did the breast suggestions to his scrotal parts, too,
When she had finished, he somehow was ready for even more fighting with her.
Maybe since this was so far just a one-sided blast of pleasure, trickery, charm, busting, & so forth, they should probably go back to the actual point.
She agreed and they continued their fight.
[Sorry this was such a dumb story from a guy who always overdoes things.]
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