...'s not like anyone can hear
her!" came a muffled voice.
Gohan removed his hand and placed it back on her ankle while Krillin
looked up and down her body in the darkness. "Mmm...look at that. That's
grade-A material right there!" growled the bald one as he slightly drooled
out of the side of his mouth.
"Hey buster! Who are you?!" demanded Bulma, struggling vainly against
her captors' grips. "KRILLIN!!! GOHAN!!!! HELP ME!!!" screamed the girl,
panic stricken. "But Bulma we're right here!" said Gohan, his hand running
up her leg and pulling at the wasteband of her space suit.
"G...Gohan? Then that means...mmph?!" stammered Bulma, a fearful look
in her eyes as Krillin shoved his mouth against hers, probing it with his
tongue as his hands roughly squeezed her wrists.
"Are you ready Gohan?" asked Krillin, bringing his mouth up, a trail
of saliva leading from the tip of his tongue to Bulma's. The youth nodded
his head and yanked Bulma's pants all the way off. Then he ran both hands
up her sexy legs, relishing in the smoothness of her flushed thighs.
Krillin in the meantime ripped of Bulma's top along with her bra
and began to rub her tits with his strong hands. Bulma tried to fight them
off but she was obviously no match for...