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Majin 18
[By ade.bw_]
Majin Buu’s domination over Vegito’s body has finally been cemented, but his plans for the helpless saiyan have only just begun. As the evil Majin awakens his monstrously muscular pet, a new dawn rises, and a new future full of wicked possibilities begin to fill Buu’s nefarious mind.
What uses will the villain find for our hero’s musclebound body? How long will Vegito allow this? Is there even anything he can do to stop it?
Find out now, after the break!
Chapter 6: The Bigger They Are…
Vegito awoke with a start, his breathing heavy and… different. There was an amazing feeling of relief with each breath the male took, as though they came easier, as though he were… lighter?
The fusion’s eyes widened in shock as he pushed himself into a seated position, his body drenched with sweat yet surprisingly agile. He looked down at his chest and smiled, then laughed as he took in his body.
He was thin again! Back to his old, athletic self! Still muscular, but not nearly as much as he was when he was last conscious! Was this some sort of trick by Buu? No… the saiyan felt so much lighter now, as though his opponent had disappeared entirely. Had he left his body completely? Was the whole horrible ordeal some kind of twisted nightmare?
Vegito laughed even louder now as he lifted his much smaller arms before him, the limbs feeling like feathers now, his body no longer filled with thick and heavy slime but light and bouncy joy!
Leaping to his feet, the fusion ran as fast as he could, reveling in his freedom, both from Buu’s surprisingly perverse whims and his own hideously bloated body. He was strong again, fast again, nothing could weigh him down now!
The saiyan’s white boots skidded to a stop, kicking up a cloud of the brown dirt below them as they dug into the soft earth. The hero paused and looked up at the shadowy shape before him, gigantic and imposing as it was silhouetted against the bright sun that hung high in the sky.
Before Vegito now was a humongous tree, its branches twisting high into the air, its bark dark and rough. Yet hanging from those branches alongside waxy green leaves were thick, ripe fruit, plump and pear shaped yet not colored like any pears the saiyan had ever seen before.
No, these were bright pink…
Something inside the hero stirred as he looked over those plump fruits, something familiar about that color, about the dark holes that rung around their tops, yet still his white-gloved hands reached out for them. Dread began to well up inside of Vegito as he plucked one of the lowest hanging and fattest fruits off of the tree and held it before him, yet his stomach growled eagerly as he looked over its ripe surface, gazing at the dew that clung to those pink curves.
Vegito licked his lips, brought the fruit to his mouth, and sunk his teeth in.
Juice gushed forth from where the saiyan bit the fruit, bright pink nectar filling his mouth, assaulting his tastebuds, oozing down both his throat and chin. The fusion moaned deeply at the sickeningly sweet taste, a taste that was so familiar to him… as though this juice has met his lips before.
The saiyan took another bite, even as he felt the juices flowing into his belly, even as his veins pulsed pink across his skin, even as his muscles began to thicken and bloat. Every bite so delicious, every bite so refreshing, every bite so filling.
Another fruit was plucked from the tree, another bitten into, another filled his belly. Soon enough Vegito’s arms moved on their own, ravenously gathering every last piece of succulent pink fruit he could reach, gluttonously shoving each one into his hungry, hungry maw…
The saiyan’s blue and orange gi shredded apart in moments, his white undergarments following quickly after, leaving the heroic warrior’s naked body exposed to the hot sun.
Vegito’s eyes widened as he quickly realized why he was now naked, his heart pounding faster and faster once he found that he could no longer even move his arms, legs, or even turn his head!
Every last fruit was gone now, leaving the strange tree barren, and the nude saiyan even more disgustingly massive and muscular than he was before!
“No…” The hero groaned past juice stained lips as his muscles continued to engorged and bloat freakishly, even after he had consumed every last fruit. The fusion’s humongous clifflike pecs heaved with panicked, strained breaths, his voice growing huskier and deeper by the second as he continued to swell more and more against his will, “Noo… Nooooo… please, not again… huff… huff… please stop this… please, get out of my body!”
A chill breeze blew past the tree and the hulking nude male, sending cold shivers through his sweat-soaked muscles and causing them to ripple and shake. The breeze carried a hideous and wickedly mocking laugh with it as it slammed into the fusion’s bulging body.
The dry earth cracked beneath the saiyan’s boots, crumbling under his soaring weight before even his footwear was torn apart. As the hero continued to grow bigger and bigger, even his gloves were torn to useless shreds, leaving the once mighty warrior completely buck-naked.
Within seconds the hero’s size had doubled, then tripled, his swelling muscles running out of room on his body as they surged against one another, swallowing the saiyan’s head, swallowing his hands, swallowing his similarly bloating cock and balls between rippling thighs.
“Puuhh… pllleease…” The male boomed with his husky voice, finding it almost impossible now to even articulate words as his chest and neck were smothered in muscles.
Thick, pink slime began to gush from Vegito’s fat nipples, surging in heavy wads from his bulging cock, dripping in streams past his trembling lips…
He could feel a pain swelling up deep inside of him, spreading across every surface of his rippling and titanic body, his muscles shaking violently before… before…
A startled groan escaped from Vegito’s lips as he was awakened from his deep slumber by an all-too familiar pounding from his loins, his heart racing and his lungs burning. The saiyan cringed in discomfort as the throbbing erection rose inside his pants, forcing the musclebound male to rise along with it.
Pushing his massive body up against the rock, a simple enough movement for somebody smaller but sluggish and pathetically clumsy for the humungous male, the hero gazed past his freakish pecs to the bulging blue fabric beyond. Lips curling into an annoyed growl, Vegito huffed lightly with exhaustion, the short nap Buu had allowed him doing little to relieve the male’s tired and used body.
Vegito knew there was little he could do however. If only this were a simple case of morning wood it would have been taken care of easily, but considering its cause and his current state, all the saiyan could do was wait for his new master to allow him release…
“I think you’ve slept long enough, you lazy oaf!” Buu sneered, rippling Vegito’s pecs and abs like a title wave of muscle, “After all, there’s so many delicious things I want to do to you!” The voice deep within Vegito said, the majin surging more of himself into the fusion’s already bloated length, making it pound even harder, “And I can tell you’re already so eager to begin…”
Vegito grunted as he felt Buu filling his cock and balls once more. After his first orgasm, the villainous ooze had kept his promise to milk the saiyan for all he was worth. Again and again, the once powerful and mighty warrior was forced to cum on the monster’s every whim, over and over until his crotch burned with agony as well as lust. Even after the brief respite Majin Buu had allowed him, Vegito’s blue pants were still absolutely soaked with his spunk, the cloth dripping wet after the gallons of seed the warrior had been forced to spill. The air around him positively reeked with his masculinity, the overpowering scent of sweat and musk from the helpless beefcake clinging so tightly to his body at this point that he’d need to shower for a week just to wash it off.
“I have nothing to say to you Buu…” Vegito huffed, clenching his teeth as he felt his sore cock and balls pulse harder, “Just get it over with!”
Buu laughed wickedly, the saiyan’s bowling ball sized testes bouncing agonizingly with every word, “Not if you’re going to talk to me like that, you disgusting ape!” He said, Vegito grunting sharply as Buu began to flow in and out of his loins sensuously, the surging movements creating a stroking sensation that only caused the saiyan’s already intense arousal to soar even more unbearably high, and yet Vegito was still unable to cum, the majin inside his body carefully pushing the male to the very edge of orgasm and keeping him there, “You’re mine now after all! So treat your master with the respect he deserves, pet…”
“You’re absolutely pathetic Buu…” Vegito growled, wincing as he was overcome by yearning, “The only reason you were able to beat me like this is because you couldn’t win in a fair fight, and you know it!”
A ripple surged through the warrior as Buu tensed inside of him, and Vegito couldn’t help but grin, knowing that his words had hit their mark, “You have a lot of nerve saying that, you pig…” Buu said, no glee or boastfulness in his voice now, “But whether that’s true or not, I’ve won, I’M the one on top! Now it’s time to remind you just who this body belongs to…”
Vegito clenched his teeth as he felt Buu flowing through him again, his eyes wide as he suddenly realized what was going on. Teeth weren’t the only things Vegito was clenching though as the saiyan’s mammoth glutes suddenly bounced and tensed, the warrior shouting in surprise and pain. A heavy moan escaped the saiyan’s lips as he felt as though he were being penetrated.
Another cackle erupted from Buu now, shaking the saiyan’s pecs as he cried out, the hulking hero being overwhelmed by the sensation of being taken from behind. And yet there was nobody there, the majin had not somehow snuck out of and behind the saiyan: The whole thing was being simulated by Buu from within his body, “How does it feel Vegito! Ahahah… Just like the real thing, I’d imagine, though something tells me you’ve never been through something quite like this…”
The hero only gritted his teeth further, heavy breaths heaving through them as his white gloved fingers dug into the rocky earth below him, staining them with dirt.
“No, definitely not! Too tense, too arrogant to be the bottom… I doubt you’ve even been with another man!” Buu laughed, Vegito gasping as he felt the sensation lessoning, as though the thing filling him were being removed, before it was suddenly and roughly thrusted back in, causing him to moan sharply, “Lucky for you, I have such absolute control of every inch of your body, hehehe… now let’s see just how many more inches you can take!”
As he said these words, Vegito let out another shout of pain and pleasure as suddenly he felt the sensation growing more intense, as though the thing inside him were growing wider, thicker. The saiyan dragged his fingers through the dry earth, thrusting his bloated, heaving pecs high into the air as he moaned and gasped, the now gigantic bulge in his pants pulsing harder and harder and still unable to reach release thanks to Majin Buu.
“That’s right beefcake! Not so tough now are you… Ahahah… I can stop, even let you cum… but…”
“What…” Vegito panted, his entire, swollen body shivering, “You want to make me fucking beg again..?”
Buu laughed, the saiyan feeling slight relief in between his rumpcheeks as Buu shifted inside, “Oh no… heheh… I want you to submit to me, to name me your better… I want you to call me master…”
“Of course…” the saiyan hero growled, wincing as he shook his head, “No. No, I won’t sink so… AGGHH!”
Vegito let out a roar of a scream as he felt the penetrating force return tenfold now. Before it only felt as though the fighter were being fucked from behind, but now whatever movements Buu’s liquified body was making inside of him, it felt more as though the musclebound beefcake of a saiyan was being fisted between his titanic glutes. Even worse, more of Buu’s slime began to force its was into Vegito’s cock and balls, forcing them to swell ever more painfully huge.
“I asked to politely monkey boy… now I’ll ask again!” Buu laughed past the saiyan’s pained yells, only intensifying his attentions at both ends while flowing throughout the hero’s engorged body, forcing his veins to bulge even more and his muscles to ripple and tremble from Majin Buu’s sensual movements, “Beg! Beg your master to let you release!”
Vegito ground his teeth and tried to ignore the pain, but it was absolutely no use. The agony was unending and unrelenting, and finally after what seemed like an eternity, the saiyan’s throat sore from shouting with his arousal, his clothes and the canyons between his hideously swollen muscles drenched and filled with pungent sweat, his colossal pectorals thrusting into the air with every tremendous breath, Vegito cried out, “Please master! …please… hufff… hnnngh… make me release!”
In that instant, the saiyan’s entire body once more tensed. Gloved fingers dug even further into the dirt beneath him, beefy hips thrusted hard into the air, and a shout of pure blissful climax tore free from Vegito’s lungs.
At the same time, from a place buried deep inside of the rippling sea of bulging muscle that was the fighter’s abdomen, another roar was let loose by Buu, almost perfectly in sync with the engorged fusion’s as the Majin indulged himself in his host’s pleasure once more. Even as he piggybacked on Vegito’s orgasm, Buu’s mind wracked with bliss as well, he made sure to flow throughout the saiyan’s hulking body with careful precision. As Vegito came, Majin Buu was sure to not only simulate the sensation of his length penetrating another through intercourse, but perfectly stimulate his body so that he felt as though he were being entered as well, not to mention the feeling of hundreds of hands rubbing, squeezing, and groping across the vast curve of nearly ever bloated muscle on the hero’s gigantic body. The sensations Buu forced upon the saiyan now were nearly indistinguishable from reality, but with the hero’s swollen body made extra sensitive, his orgasm felt far beyond even the numerous ones he had been made to feel earlier that day. Vegito’s mind was flooded with blinding pleasure with every single pump of his towering cock, every thrust of his hips as his thick, hot seed shot forth from his bulging length like cannon fire, the cum blasting through the bulge of his blue pants, straight past the fabric and into the air.
After his climax had finally ended, the saiyan simply laid against the rocky earth just had he did after all of the other orgasms he had been made to endure. Every last inch of him screamed with sore torment now, especially his still swollen but thankfully limp loins. Much to Vegito’s relief however, said loins remained limp, Buu instead choosing to push his heavy body up with his clumsily massive arms, then making the behemoth of a saiyan hover up into the air, sweat and seed dripping from his soaked and stretched gi onto the ground, staining it dark where the drops fell.
“Had enough yet, Super Vegito?” Buu sneered from inside the hero’s pectorals, making them wobble viciously as they heaved with every painfully strained, exhausted breath Vegito drew, “Are you regretting ever having let your guard down yet? Regretting how you mocked and humiliated the mighty Majin Buu? Oh I bet you are, but we aren’t through yet! Not by a long shot…”
Vegito groaned as he continued to catch his breath, his cheeks still burning red from exertion and shame, the male saiyan absolutely reeking of sex and sweat, “What else… huff… huurgh… could you possibly do to me you sick freak..?” Vegito growled.
Buu laughed from within the hero’s back muscles, “That’s exactly what I’m trying to figure out!” He crowed and he oozed into Vegito’s stomach, making his abs bulge and quake, “Maybe I’ll take a trip to the bakery… it’s been a while since I’ve had a snack! Now that your pathetic planet’s population has almost entirely been eradicated, there must be plenty of sweets left over, perhaps even enough to leave me satisfied for a while! And the best part is I can eat as much as I want and not even gain a pound!” Buu cackled, “You one the other hand might round out a bit more once I start making you stuff your face… hope you don’t mind going from a bloated musclehead to a flabby fatass!”
Buu’s voice began to travel once more, Vegito cringing wearily as he felt the liquefied villain flowing into his right arm, forcing it to swell before he lifted it up high and flexed hart, making the already monstrous bicep bloat even further, the incredibly sore muscle burning with pain and forcing the hero to clench his teeth as the veins bulged and throbbed across its trembling surface, “Or maybe I’ll just harness all of that devastating power you have! Even with your body all bulky and slow now, I’m sure you could level a few cities, maybe even crack the planet in two! Hehehe, if only you had any friends left Vegito! We could destroy them together… Oh well, I’m sure there are survivors out there somewhere! I couldn’t have killed everyone… Hmmmm…”
Now Vegito’s buttocks rippled and bounced with Majin Buu’s voice, the muscular glutes swelling and wobbling beneath the saiyan’s blue pants, “Maybe if we find some we can put this freakshow of a body to even better use! I’m sure there are plenty of women out there that would just love to ride a stud like you… heheheh…” Buu’s voice dripped with lust now as Vegito’s sore body once more filled with arousal, “Just think of it Vegito! Breeding our way across the Earth, no, across the galaxy! Spreading our seed from planet to planet, an entire universe of mates to choose from… An army of warriors created from the most powerful fighters ever to exist! A lifetime of conquest and hedonism, how delightfully appealing…” Buu laughed, the saiyan’s entire body rippling now as panic began to set in across his body once more.
Vegito took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself as Buu continued to laugh and bulge the saiyan’s inflated muscles, all while bragging about what he’d forced the helpless hero to do next. Finally after he had regained his composure Vegito merely grunted out one word, “No.”
“Hah! You dumb musclehead, like you have a choice!” Buu growled from the saiyan’s abs, the joy in his voice stifled a bit, “Go on you bulky gorilla, why don’t you tell me how you’re going to stop me!”
“I don’t know…” The hero growled, sparks racing around his swollen muscles as he once more tried to summon his chi, “But this has gone far enough! Go ahead and make me look like a freak, do whatever you want to my body, but I won’t let you hurt anybody else!” The fighter said, clenching his fists together, fighting Buu’s will to do so as he let out a roar of defiance.
“You fool! You know that won’t work!” Buu raged as he began to leech off of Vegito’s ki energy once more, “I’ll just feed off of all that energy, add it to my own! You’re just making me stronger beefcake! Giving me more control and more strength to stretch you from within!”
As if on cue, the already colossal saiyan’s muscles began to swell even further, the tears in his top and pants ripping wider and wider, threads stretching across exposed flesh as Vegito’s body started growing once more.
“It’s all I have left…” The Z fighter growled, his voice already deeper as his pecs ballooned against his tightening shirt, thick nipples bulging against the strained and torn fabric, “And if I go too far, then so be it! If I can’t have my body Majin Buu, then neither can you!”
First of all I want to say that I used to be a fan of Yamcha… yeah, USED! because the current version is just a joke, a character used only for humorous purposes and in a bad way if we consider that is at his expense, I used to be fan of the Old Yamcha, back when Dragon Ball was a little more about adventures than about defeating the powerful villain of the week, at that time we met Yamcha… a badass bandit and the first “Z-fighter” to fight Goku, a character with cool design, a sword, with a cat companion before cats were popular, with interesting motivations and traits (gynophobia) and with the most epic melee technique in the history of Dragon Ball… Rōgafūfūken(Wolf Fang Fist)
Then he met Bulma, overcame his fear and abandoned his old life (and weapons) to become… Bulma’s boyfriend, from that moment that was his unique contribution to the history of Dragon Ball, his role! of course he kept training but in his own way, not going to train with Master Roshi the first time he met him was a big mistake because the difference of powers between him and Goku increased a lot, Krillin became the new “rival of power” in Goku’s life, during the tournament Yamcha had the bad luck to face Jackie Chun/Roshi in his first fight, something that would be repeated in following tournament so we could say that he was cannon fodder to face the most powerful (Jackie Chun/Roshi, Tenshinhan) or mysterious character (Shen/Kami) of the moment… everything changed in the fight against the Invisible Man (maybe the greatest fight triumph in the life of Yamcha) and Bandages the Mummy, this last fight was very good, seriously, Yamcha demonstrated all his skill like fighter and his ingenuity, but it wasn’t enough… it was time to train with Roshi!
Oh yeah, it’s time for the next tournament… Yamcha advanced a lot, I dare to say that he was even stronger than Krillin but that is my personal opinion, his fight was very good overall, but unfortunately it was against Tenshinhan, the “villain” of the tournament aka the strongest after Goku, the outcome of the fight was humiliating for him, but had an achievement in the middle… Yamcha became the 4th character to learn and use the Kamehameha(Roshi, Grandpa Gohan, Goku), after the tournament we could have had some cool development because he thought he was the only surviving warrior and therefore the only one who could stop King Piccolo but his broken leg prevented his participation in the conflict and that definitely saved his life, we could consider as an achievement survived the attack of Tambourine but it was just a matter of luck.
Thanks to his training with Karin, he returned to the next tournament with great new techniques and a great haircut… unfortunately he faced the mysterious Shen (who was Kami in "disguise”) but that didn’t prevent him from showing us another great technique that unfortunately we haven’t seen enough… Sōkidan (Spirit Ball), after this tournament his next big fight would be the cause of years of bullying and jokes against him and his ability to fight, in other words… a meme!
Behold…Yamcha’s Death Pose! yeah, the fight that truly ruined Yamcha’s fighter career but let’s be honest, he wouldn’t be what he is if it not were for this fight, for this image of him! and let’s be even more honest, it wasn’t his inability to fight what made him lose but underestimate the enemy, another case of him being used as cannon fodder, because although Tenshinhan was the first to fight against a Saibamen… nobody knew about their ability to self-destruct, anyway! after that we didn’t have moments of Yamcha fighting (except the filler episode where he defeats Recoome) but he was still Bulma’s boyfriend and therefore an important secondary character of Dragon Ball, but everything changed when the “Badman” attacked…
When Vegeta entered Bulma’s life and pregnant her in few months (damn!), Yamcha was without a purpose… that happens when you’re a bad boyfriend, although Vegeta wasn’t a good husband and father neither if we consider that he practically left his family to go to train in space and when returned he didn’t care if Dr. Gero kills them or not… but well, I already talked about this and the great development for good that Vegeta had over the years, talking about Gero, Yamcha become his first Z-Fighter victim (another case of cannon fodder lol) and then he became even more a support character than a fighter, participating in the fight against the Cell Jr only because there was no other option, another humiliating defeat but let’s be honest, except Gohan the only one who fought well against them was Piccolo! during the Majin Buu Saga his participation was more than null, highlighting his fight against Olibu but as it was a filler episode with even more filler characters, well…
His next great “feat” was be the first non-saiyan to hit Beerus although he didn’t participate in the fight, then he wasn’t considered to fight against Frieza soldiers, but for some stupid and inconsistent reason Master Roshi was able to fight them, you know, that character that was less powerful than Yamcha, Chiaotzu and even Yajirobe… anyway! his non-participation in the Tournament of Power doesn’t annoy me if we consider that techniques and strategies are almost as important as the power, in that Master Roshi is much superior to Yamcha and I dare to say to all the Z-Fighters, although to be honest, would have been a great opportunity to “Make Yamcha G̶r̶e̶a̶t̶ Average Again” I mean…
Don’t tell me that wouldn’t have been awesome see Yamcha with his Wolf Fang Fist alongside Tenshinhan and Krillin in the Boogie Back Ending! but well, they chose go “full joke“ with him and now he’s waiting for Goku to recruit him, maybe Yamcha finally found his role in Dragon Ball, a role he lost when he stopped being Bulma’s boyfriend… I don’t know, anyway, in conclusion, Yamcha is a joke? yes! he was always a joke? no! he was a loser, but never a joke! it’s internet fault? a little but it doesn’t matter anymore because I doubt Yamcha can once again become an important warrior unless… you know what would be cool and crazy? that a new enemy appears on Earth during the tournament and only Yamcha can stop him because Goten and Trunks can’t leave the Island of Android 17, then everyone returns and no one knows of the heroic struggle of Yamcha against the new force of evil :P not a great idea, but would be hilarious xD
Even if Frieza in his Golden form is stronger than him, Buu is more useful for the tournament, I mean… regeneration, shapeshifting, healing powers, chocolate beam.
I already said that I like Frieza but I wanted to see the return of other characters and I don’t understand the people that say Frieza is the logical choice because he’s the strongest of all I could name, in a tournament where Krillin, Tenshinhan and Roshi can enter it’s clear that techniques and experience are just as useful as power, of course Frieza has all that in his favor too but give Dabura, Cell, Nappa, Raditz or even Mercenary Tao a chance to return and fight, rebuild Android 16, bring Future Trunks, make Yamcha stop being a joke, make Pikkon canon, I don’t know but I’m really tired of Frieza! xD
A little disappointed with Tenshinhan performance in this episode… I liked his development, giving the girl a chance to redeem herself was great, but I really hope his next fights are better! of all the 7th universe warriors recruited on the latest episodes he was the least benefited, no power up at all… I read that he will have new techniques in the next episode but the only thing we saw of him in the preview was him being hit :\ if he’s the first eliminated of the tournament I will be even more disappointed.
- Goku: Looks like we need another warrior… Yamcha!
- Yamcha: Yes?? ^_^
- Goku: Go find the Dragon Balls… we need to revive Frieza!
- Yamcha: …
Jokes aside, I like Frieza, he’s probably the best DBZ villain but I hope the rumor is false… I mean, it makes sense that Beerus orders Goku to revive Frieza so the 7th universe has more chances, but I’m a little tired of Frieza’s returns, why not revive Cell? he would even enjoy the tournament! revive Dabura! he’s a good guy but only in filler episodes :P make Pikkon canon!! revive Raditz *_* he deserves a second chance.
