Oolong rejoined Goku on the Flying Nimbus.
The radar pointed toward a quiet training ground near the mountains where several former tournament fighters were sparring to improve their skills.
Among them was Ranfan — the flirtatious, orange-haired beauty who had competed in the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament.
Ranfan was 23 years old, with a curvaceous yet athletic body, pale skin, a cute mole on her left cheek, and short curly orange hair.
She wore a simple pink sleeveless shirt, gray pants, and black sneakers, but underneath she always had her signature frilly pink ruffled lace bra and matching bikini panties.
She was known for using her good looks and “helpless cute girl” act to distract opponents, but she was actually a skilled and fast martial artist.
Oolong spotted her immediately as she practiced alone in a clearing, throwing quick punches and kicks.
His eyes gleamed with lust.
“Hehe… Ranfan.
The one who strips to win fights.
Perfect slave material.” Goku was busy chasing a bird, so Oolong slipped away unnoticed.
He waited until Ranfan finished her training and headed toward a secluded stream to cool off.
When she bent down to splash water on her face, Oolong struck from behind with a specially prepared sleeping cloth (again borrowed from Bulma’s supplies).
Ranfan’s blue eyes widened for a second before she collapsed softly into his arms.
“Time to train you properly, my new toy,” Oolong whispered with a wicked smile.
He carried her to a nearby abandoned cabin he had spotted earlier — a quiet, private place with a sturdy wooden bed and plenty of rope.
He stripped her completely, revealing her beautiful body: full, perky breasts with pink nipples, a narrow waist, toned legs, and a smooth, shaved pussy.
He tied her wrists together above her head to the headboard, then spread her legs wide and tied her ankles to the foot of the bed, leaving her in a perfect X-position, completely helpless and exposed.
Oolong took his time admiring her.
He climbed onto the bed and started with deep, possessive kisses.
He pressed his snout to her soft lips and kissed her hungrily — chu… slurp… mwah~ — sucking on her tongue and exploring her mouth even while she was unconscious.
His paws roamed over her breasts, kneading the soft flesh before pinching her nipples hard.
Ranfan slowly woke up as Oolong’s fingers slid between her legs and started rubbing her clit.
Her eyes fluttered open, then widened in pure shock and fury.
“Wha—?!
You Pig?!
You disgusting little pervert!
Untie me right now or I’ll— mmmph!!” Oolong silenced her with another rough kiss, shoving his tongue deep into her mouth while two fingers plunged into her tight pussy.
He fingered her fast and deep, curling them against her g-spot while his thumb rubbed her clit relentlessly.
“Mmmph—!!
Stop— haa… nngh~!
Get your dirty fingers out of me— ahhhh~!!” Ranfan moaned into the kiss, her body already betraying her as wetness coated his fingers.
Oolong broke the kiss and grinned, “You’re going to be my perfect slave, Ranfan.
No more flirting to win fights.
From now on, you exist only to serve and please me.” He positioned himself between her spread legs and slammed his thick cock deep into her soaking pussy in one powerful thrust.
“Ahhhhh~!!
Too sudden— haa… nngh… it’s stretching me… pull out right now, you pig!!” Ranfan screamed, pulling hard against the ropes.
Oolong started fucking her with wild, brutal strokes — Plap… plap… plap!
His small hips slammed against her thighs as he pounded her senseless.
At the same time, he reached up and began nonstop smacking — hard, repeated slaps across her bouncing breasts.
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
Each slap made her full tits jiggle violently, turning the pale skin bright red.
He alternated between her left and right breast, slapping the soft flesh repeatedly while never slowing his savage thrusting.
“Ahhhh~!!
My breasts— it hurts— haa… nngh… stop smacking them— ahhhh~!!” Ranfan cried out, tears forming in her eyes from the stinging pain mixed with overwhelming pleasure.
Oolong didn’t stop.
He kept smacking her breasts nonstop — SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
— while pounding her pussy harder and deeper.
The wet schlick… plap… schlick sounds mixed with the sharp slaps and her loud, broken moans.
He leaned down and kissed her messily again — slurp… chu… mwah~ — swallowing her cries while his paws continued the relentless breast-smacking.
Her tits turned a deep, angry red from the constant abuse, nipples swollen and sensitive.
After several minutes of this wild, merciless fucking, Oolong buried himself as deep as possible and unleashed his first creampie.
“Take my cum, slave— ahhhhh~!!” Thick, powerful ropes of hot cum flooded Ranfan’s womb.
The sudden rush of warmth pushed her over the edge.
Her eyes rolled back and she screamed in an intense orgasm.
“Ahhhhh~!!
It’s filling me… so much hot cum inside… haa… nngh… I’m cumming… I’m cumming so hard~!!” That single creampie broke something deep inside her.
The combination of the nonstop breast-smacking, the brutal fucking, and the overwhelming feeling of being filled completely shattered her flirtatious, cunning personality.
Her mind flipped into extreme submission.
When Oolong pulled back slightly, still buried inside her, Ranfan looked up at him with hazy, devoted eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Master… please… don’t stop smacking my slutty breasts… I’m your slave now… your personal cum-dump… use me however you want… I live only to serve your cock~” Oolong grinned triumphantly and resumed the nonstop smacking — SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
— harder than before while he started fucking her again without pulling out.
Ranfan’s moans became completely submissive and desperate.
“Ahhhh~!!
Yes, Master!
Smack your slave’s tits harder… they belong to you… haa… nngh… fuck your slave’s pussy senseless… fill me with more cum… I’m nothing but your obedient toy~!!” He kept slapping her red, swollen breasts nonstop while pounding her in the tied position.
Ranfan’s body jolted with every smack and every thrust, her voice growing hoarse from screaming in pleasure.
Oolong untied her legs only to flip her into a new position — face down, ass up, wrists still bound above her head.
He continued the brutal fucking from behind, spanking her ass red while reaching under to smack her hanging breasts from below.
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
“Master~!
Spank your slave harder… punish my worthless body… ahhhh~!!
I love being your cum-slave… breed me… mark me… I’m addicted to your cock~!!” The nonstop smacking never ceased.
Every few seconds another hard slap landed on her breasts or ass while he railed her pussy and later her ass as well.
Ranfan came repeatedly, each orgasm making her submit even deeper.
By the time Oolong gave her the second creampie deep in her ass, Ranfan was a broken, extremely submissive mess — drooling, eyes crossed in pleasure, body covered in red handprints, and pussy/ass overflowing with cum.
She whimpered softly in complete devotion, “Master Oolong… your slave begs for more… please never stop using me… I exist only for your pleasure… smack your slave’s tits forever… fill every hole with your superior cum… I am your property~” Oolong finally slowed down, resting on her back while still buried inside her.
He gave her breasts one last series of firm smacks, making her moan gratefully.
“Hehe… good girl.
From now on, you’re my personal slave.
No more tournaments.
No more flirting with other men.
You follow me, serve me, and get fucked senseless whenever I want.” Ranfan turned her head with a blissful, submissive smile, kissing his snout softly.
“Yes, Master… your slave understands… thank you for breaking me… I love being owned by you~” Oolong untied her wrists but left the ropes nearby — ready for the next round.
Ranfan immediately crawled to him, pressing her red, marked breasts against his body and begging softly for more use.
The once-flirtatious tournament fighter had been turned into the perfect, extremely submissive slave after just one intense creampie and nonstop breast-smacking.
Oolong’s harem had gained another devoted member, and the perverted little pig couldn’t be happier.
Outside, Goku was still training happily, completely oblivious to the loud, submissive moans that had filled the cabin for hours.
Oolong patted Ranfan’s head like a good pet.
“Rest for now, slave.
We’ll continue your training very soon.” Ranfan nuzzled against him obediently.
“Yes, Master… your slave awaits your command… always~” …
📢 Author’s Update The Dragon Ball fanfic “Dragon Ball: Oolong’s Harem Conquest” is now officially complete!