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Chapter 7: Caught in the Lab – Panchy’s Plea for a New Husband

Dragon Ball: Oolong’s Adventure

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Oolong stood panting in Bulma’s high-tech laboratory, his small chest heaving with satisfaction.

Bulma’s limp body was still halfway stuck inside the strange scanning machine, her upper half hidden among the wires and panels while her lower half remained exposed.

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Her ass glowed bright red from repeated hard spanks, and thick white cum slowly leaked from her swollen, well-fucked pussy, dripping in sticky strands onto the polished floor.

“Hehe… that was amazing,” Oolong muttered, wiping sweat from his snout.

His little cock was still twitching, semi-hard and glistening with their mixed juices.

He gave Bulma’s reddened ass one last playful smack — SMACK!

— Watching it jiggle.

She didn’t even stir; she had fainted completely from the overwhelming pleasure, her muffled breathing echoing softly from the machine’s speakers.

Just as Oolong was about to pull her panties back up and slip away, the lab door slid open with a soft hiss.

“Oh my~ What’s all this noise in here?” a cheerful, airy voice sang out.

Panchy Briefs — Bulma’s mother — stepped into the lab carrying a tray of tea and cookies.

She was the epitome of timeless beauty: tall and slender yet incredibly curvaceous, with long, wavy blonde hair that cascaded down her back like silk.

Her eyes were closed in her usual ditzy, smiling expression, but she saw everything clearly.

She wore a elegant light pink dress that hugged her mature figure — large, full breasts that strained gently against the fabric, a narrow waist, and wide, child-bearing hips that swayed with every step.

At her age, she still looked like a stunning MILF who never aged, her skin flawless and glowing.

Panchy’s smile froze as she took in the scene: her daughter stuck half-inside a machine, skirt up, ass red with handprints, pussy dripping with fresh cum, and little Oolong standing right behind her with his pants down and cock out.

“My goodness…” Panchy’s voice remained surprisingly calm and polite at first, though a hint of shock colored it.

“Oolong, dear… what are you doing to my Bulma?

That doesn’t look very nice at all.” Oolong froze, panic flashing across his face.

If Panchy screamed or called for Dr.

Brief or security, everything would be over.

He had to act fast.

His perverted mind kicked into overdrive.

Without thinking, he darted forward, his small body surprisingly quick.

Before Panchy could react or set down the tray, Oolong leaped up and grabbed the front of her elegant dress, yanking it down hard.

The fabric tore slightly at the seams as her massive, heavy breasts spilled free — full, soft, and perfectly shaped for her mature body, with large pink nipples already perking up from the sudden exposure.

“Eek~!

Oolong, what are you—?!” Panchy gasped, eyes still closed but cheeks flushing pink.

Oolong didn’t give her time to finish.

He shoved her backward against the nearby workbench, knocking the tea tray aside with a clatter.

In one swift motion, he flipped up her dress, revealing lacy white panties that barely contained her plump pussy and round ass.

He ripped the panties aside and pushed his still-slick cock against her entrance.

“You saw too much, Mrs.

Brief!

I have to keep you quiet~” Oolong grunted, thrusting forward hard.

His thick little cock sank deep into Panchy’s surprisingly tight, warm pussy in a single stroke.

“Ahhhn~!!” Panchy let out a surprised, melodic moan, her body jolting.

The tray finally clattered to the floor as her hands gripped the edge of the workbench.

“Oolong… you naughty little pig… that’s not proper at all— nngh~!” Oolong started fucking her immediately, his hips slapping against her soft ass with wet plap… plap… plap!

sounds.

He reached around and grabbed her huge breasts from behind, kneading them roughly with both paws.

His fingers sank deep into the pillowy flesh, squeezing and lifting the heavy mounds while he pinched her thick nipples hard, twisting and pulling them.

“You feel so good, Panchy~ Even better than Bulma!

So soft and warm inside,” Oolong groaned, pounding her faster.

Schlick… plap… schlick… “Stop this right now… I’m a married woman— haa~ … my husband is… ahh~!

Oh dear… it’s so deep…” Panchy’s voice trembled with a mix of shock and rising pleasure.

But Oolong only spanked her ass hard — SMACK!

SMACK!

— watching the soft flesh ripple.

He pulled her breasts back like handles, using them to yank her body onto his cock with every thrust.

Panchy’s moans grew louder and needier despite her words.

“Nngh… haa… this is wrong… you can’t just— mmmph~!

Ahhhh~!” Oolong leaned up and kissed her neck sloppily, then moved to her lips when she turned her head in protest.

Chu… slurp… mwah~ He forced a deep, messy kiss, his tongue invading her mouth while he never stopped hammering her pussy from behind.

After several minutes of relentless fucking, spanking, and breast play, Panchy’s resistance began to crumble.

Her hips started pushing back against him instinctively.

Her voice, still polite but now dripping with lust, changed tone.

“Oolong… you’re being so rough with Mommy… haa~ … my breasts hurt but… it feels strangely good… nngh… ahh~!” Oolong grinned wickedly and spanked her ass brighter red.

“Then beg me, Panchy!

Beg me to be your new husband and I’ll fuck you even better!” Panchy moaned loudly, her mature body rocking with every deep thrust.

“I… I can’t… my husband… but— ahhhh~!

Your cock is hitting so deep… it’s making me feel things I haven’t in years~” He pulled her nipples harder, stretching them while pounding her soaked pussy.

C um from Bulma still coated his shaft, making everything extra slippery and messy.

Panchy’s juices were now flowing freely, dripping down her thighs.

Finally, after another hard spank and a particularly deep thrust that made her see stars, Panchy broke.

“Please… Oolong… be my husband~!” she moaned breathily, voice trembling with pleasure.

“I’ll be your wife… your loyal dragon maid wife… just don’t stop fucking me!

Fill me up like a proper husband should— haa… nngh… ahhhh~!

I’m begging you!” Oolong’s eyes lit up with triumph.

He fucked her even harder, the workbench shaking.

“That’s it!

Say it louder while I creampie you!” “Oolong~!

Be my husband!

Fuck your new wife harder— ahh~!

I love it… my pussy belongs to you now… cum inside your Panchy~!!” Panchy’s moans turned shameless and loud.

With a loud grunt, Oolong slammed in deep and exploded.

“Here it comes, wife~!

Ahhhh~!!” Thick, powerful ropes of hot cum flooded Panchy’s womb.

She cried out in ecstasy as her own orgasm crashed over her, pussy clenching and milking every drop while her massive breasts bounced wildly in his grip.

Even after the first creampie, Oolong kept going.

He turned her around, lifted one of her long legs onto the bench, and fucked her face-to-face, kissing her deeply chu… slurp… mwah~ while kneading her cum-covered breasts and spanking her ass.

Panchy wrapped her arms around him willingly now, moaning into his mouth.

“Yes, husband… more… breed your new wife~ haa… nngh… ahhhh~!” They went through multiple intense rounds right there in the lab — doggy against the machine (with Bulma still unconscious nearby), Panchy riding him on the floor in cowgirl while her heavy tits bounced in his face, and even standing while he pulled her hair and spanked her red ass.

By the end, Panchy was a complete mess: dress torn and bunched around her waist, breasts covered in red pinch marks and bite marks, ass glowing cherry red, and thick cum leaking heavily from her well-used pussy, dripping down her thighs in creamy rivers.

She knelt in front of Oolong, kissing his cock lovingly and begging softly.

“Thank you, my new husband… I’ll take care of you every day… just like a good wife should~” Oolong patted her head with a satisfied grin, looking over at the still-unconscious Bulma.

“Hehe… best day ever.

Welcome to the family, Mrs.

Oolong~” The lab was filled with the scent of sex and the soft, satisfied breathing of two thoroughly fucked Brief women.

Oolong had claimed both mother and daughter in one wild afternoon — and Panchy was already happily calling him “husband.” …

📢 Author’s Update The Dragon Ball fanfic “Dragon Ball: Oolong’s Harem Conquest” is now officially complete!

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