We teleport outside a weird house that says ‘KAME HOUSE’. We are completely naked in beach sand, and the sheer terror of being teleported at such an intimate time made us both scream. Several people came running out of the house, and this creepy old man tried to dive into our naked embrace while one blue-haired woman yelled, “Stop that pervert! What is the matter with you?! Can’t you see that they are children?!!” Ayaka kisses me, and we go into 2D to protect ourselves while we shiver in fear at our situation. The short bald guy stops the creepy old man from joining us, and one of the blue-haired women runs inside while yelling at the men, “Get inside and just wait and let us handle this! Don’t you dare stare at those children!” The other blue-haired woman says, “Wow, those girls just became cartoons. Are they your friends from space, honey?” The bald guy shakes his head, “You are thinking of Goku, and he is a Saiyan from space.”
Aliens? Saiyans? Ayaka stammers as the other blue-haired woman shields us with a blanket from the perverts, “W-w-we don’t know where we are, and we just want to go home.” The blue-haired woman says, “I am not sure exactly how you became a drawing, but here are some clothes that should fit you.” Ayaka pulls them into 2D so we can change, and then Ayaka sends us back to 3D. The blue-haired woman who ran to get us a blanket smiled warmly at us to try and put us at ease and said, “My name is Bulma. What are your names?” I stammer while clutching my clothes in embarrassment, “S-sekai.” Ayaka also stammers while also clutching her clothes in embarrassment from everyone seeing her naked, “A-ayaka.” Miss Bulma says, “It is nice to meet you, Sekai and Ayaka. Come inside and eat something while we try to figure out how to get you home.” We nod, and I eyeball the blanket, still feeling exposed with this outfit since she got us girly form-fitted outfits. Miss Bulma sees and hands it over, and I wrap myself up in it and go inside.
The other blue-haired girl is fawning over the dude with the scars on his face, and the bald guy looks like he is panicking. The blue-haired girl says, “What? You just said we weren’t exclusive, and he is so manly looking.” The bald guy apparently made a fatal flaw in their relationship, and it is crumbling before our eyes. Miss Bulma yells at the blue-haired girl while she goes to prepare us some food, “Hands off, Yamcha is mine! What do you have to say about Krillin?” The blue-haired woman thinks for a moment, then says, “He is bald!” I couldn’t help but break down here and let out a short “PFFFT!” A tiny bit of the mountain of anxiety built up from being in a strange place left my heart at her words. The old pervert says, “Krillin, we need to talk, my boy.” Krillin asks, “Why are you so serious?” The old pervert says, “As your master, you aren’t allowed to have a girlfriend that doesn’t gain my approval first.” Krillin says, “It happened so fast, though.” Miss Bulma furrows her brow and says while handing us our plates of food, “Just forget about that dumb code!” Yamcha says, “Ease up on him, master!”
The old pervert is looking away, and he says, “Sorry, this is what’s best for Krillin!” The blue-haired girl says, “I just have to pass a test? No prob. Sir, I am sure that I can gain your approval.” The old pervert says, “Good. Good. Maybe you can.” He coughs, turns, and says, “I just need a little kiss, baby! Right here!” He says, pointing to his mouth. Miss Bulma bolts over to him and punches him hard on his bald head as he squeals and holds his head in pain. Miss Bulma yells, “You are such a dirty old man!” Krillin yells also pissed off, “Just leave!” The pervert tries to backstroke, “It was only a joke!” The people from this world all laugh, even though I found it a shabby excuse, and then after the laughs are over, Miss Bulma says, “Let’s all introduce ourselves to our guests.”
The bald guy says, “My name is Krillin.” The blue-haired girl says, “I’m Maron.” The guy with the scars says, “Yamcha. The furry guy over there is my pal, Puar.” He says, pointing to a weird green and tan looking cat. The pervert says, “You can call me Master Roshi, but I would rather you call me into your sheets.” Miss Bulma throws a pot at him, and it hits him hard, giving him a nosebleed from the impact. The pig-looking person says, “I am Oolong.” They all look at us, and Miss Bulma introduces us on our behalf, saying, “The pink-haired girl is Sekai and the dark purple-haired girl is Ayaka.” I finish eating the food on my plate, and I am still hungry and eyeball the food on the counter. Miss Bulma asks while reading my gaze, getting me more food, “Can you tell us where you two are from? We may be able to help you back home.”
Ayaka swallows her bite of food and says, “We are from Japan.” Master Roshi says, “Hmmm. In all my years, I haven’t heard of a place called Japan.” I ask, “W-w-what do you mean? Then where are we?” Krillin asks, confused, “You mean like Earth? The planet?” I ask with a furrowed brow and attitude, “How can you be from Earth and not know Japan?” Everyone looks confused. Maron asks, “Wait. Why is no one asking about that weird power from earlier?” Ayaka asks, confused, “You mean my quirk?” Yamcha asks, also confused, “What the hell is a quirk?” I smack my teeth, “Tsk. How can you be from Earth and not know what a quirk is? Eighty percent of the population of Earth has a quirk, and it is so common. How do you not know?” Miss Bulma then says, “I think we are talking about two different planets. Do you mean that 80 percent of the people from the Earth you call home can turn into cartoons like that?”
Ayaka shakes her head, “No, every person has their own unique ability. I can make myself a drawing when I am flustered.” Miss Bulma asks, “What about yours, Sekai?” I blush furiously and I stammer, “I-i-i I won’t say anything with the men in the room.” Miss Bulma says, “You heard her, guys! Go lock yourselves up in another room for a bit for some male bonding for a little bit.” Master Roshi says, “I wonder if it is something naughty.” He starts panting and blushing while obviously fantasizing about us, and I want to smack him. As if reading my mind, Miss Bulma throws the closest thing at him as he shuts himself in the room. Now, all who remain are me, Ayaka, Maron, and Miss Bulma.
I start off saying, still blushing, “I don’t know much about my abilities, but I think after our talk that we were sent to a different world with my ability. I think my ability triggered when we had sex. It is the first time it has happened, and we just want to go home.” I say, reaching over and holding Ayaka’s hand, who is now done eating. I continue eating with my free hand that isn’t holding Ayaka’s. Ayaka asks, perking up remembering, “Hey, so I remember you disappearing briefly when eating on several occasions. What if you were just teleporting yourself to the exact same spot?” I gasp in realization, and I take another bite of food and look to the other side of the room and think, ‘take us over there’. We teleported the short distance together, and since we were sitting, we fell, but I was able to save my food at least. It wasn't a graceful save at all, but who cares, and I sigh in relief. I chuckle a bit at the realization of what my quirk is. However, I can't help but feel resentful for how I was treated because if I had been shown a little compassion, I would have probably discovered my quirk A LOT sooner. This is a pretty awesome quirk, but I will have to learn to be a pro with just the short-distance teleports. There is no way I could orgasm for the world to see.
Miss Bulma gasps, “Wow, you remind me of Goku and the other Z fighters when you do that.” I ask, “Goku? Z fighters?” Miss Bulma says, “Yeah, he is really strong and could probably destroy Earth with one attack if he wanted to.” Ayaka and I start sweating a cold sweat, and I ask, “How does one destroy a planet in one attack?” Ayaka gasps and says, “He must be loads stronger than All Might.” Miss Bulma asks, “Who is All Might?” Ayaka says, “He is the number one hero where we are from, and no matter how strong the villain, he always comes on top.” Ayaka says while flexing. Miss Bulma chuckles, “He reminds me of Goku.” Miss Bulma chuckles, then looks as if thinking for a moment and says, “Since you don’t seem familiar with your abilities, I can ask the others if we can maybe use the dragon balls to send you home.” Ayaka asks, “What are dragon balls?” Miss Bulma says, “They can grant you any one wish.” I look at them in disbelief, “How can something like that exist? Wouldn’t everyone be looking for them in that case?” Miss Bulma says, “It actually is very difficult to find them. Though this Earth doesn’t have them anymore, they just recently used the Namekian dragon balls to restore Namek and all of its people after Frieza destroyed the planet and its entire population.
I ask, honestly, a little terrified after hearing all this talk of people casually destroying planets, “D-d-does everyone have the ability to just destroy a planet whenever they want here?” Maron laughs, “Of course not! I am just a normal human with no abilities.” Miss Bulma laughs as well, “As am I. Though I am curious to talk with you guys about the technology from your world.” Yamcha sticks his head out of the room they were in, “Is it safe to come back out?! I have to pee!” Maron says, “Ooo, hey, hot stuff.” Miss Bulma smacks her teeth at Maron in attitude and switches her attention to the guys, “Tsk. Shit, sorry, yeah we are done talking about the sensitive topics now! You guys can come back out!” Yamcha goes into the restroom immediately, while the others come back out to the living room. Master Roshi asks, “What kind of steamy talk did we have? I must have the details.” He starts panting grossly while Miss Bulma throws her shoe at him while saying, “Old man, shut your filthy mouth, THEY ARE CHILDREN!”
He approaches us anyway and says, “They don’t mind, do they?” Ayaka says without hesitation, “YES, WE DO.” I hold Ayaka’s hand and take another bite of food, and teleport us to the other side of the room. We continue to avoid him like this until the old man passes out from all of the running around, chasing us after each teleport. Everyone else was laughing at him. I am really glad that I have this quirk. As long as I have Ayaka or food of some sort, I can teleport us anywhere in the near vicinity to protect her. That pervert gave me good practice to get used to this teleporting power. I kind of want to test the limits on how far I can do this version of teleporting. Having felt both activations of my quirk, this one feels a lot less powerful than the world teleport, similar to how other quirks have different capabilities. Almost like world-teleport is my ultimate move or something like that.
The party dies down a bit, and Krillin goes outside to fish for dinner. A plane suddenly crashes down outside, which startles everyone, and an angry lady comes out screaming, “Where is Gohan?!” Master Roshi, who has since woken up, says, “He isn’t here.” The angry lady says with venom, “Then I will just wait.He doesn’t need any more bad influences.” Yamcha grits his teeth, “What?! Bad influence?!” Miss Bulma comes to their defense, “ChiChi, they saved the planet. Cut them some slack.” ChiChi says with her hands on her hips, looking away in attitude, “So what?” Maron struts over in her pretty, yellow, one-piece bathing suit and says while stroking her hair out of her face, “Loosen up!” ChiChi asks with a furrowed brow aggressively, “Who are you?!” Maron responds cheekily with a smile, “I am a friend and was invited here, but I don’t think you were!”
ChiChi growls and looks like she is about to boil over and she yells at Maron, “You better stay out of this!” Maron turns and cheekily says, “Old lady, you are just jealous. Can’t you see your grandson isn’t here now?” She flips her hair for added effect, and ChiChi yells, “WHY YOU!!!!” and starts emitting a powerful aura, then yells, “That does it! You are mine! I won’t leave until you are black and blue!!” ChiChi takes a fighting stance, and Master Roshi runs in between them with his arms up, “Whoa, ChiChi, control yourself. She obviously doesn’t know any better. She didn’t mean anything by it.” He uses this opportunity to grope Maron, who yells, “Hey! Watch it, old man! I can’t believe you are worse than that old lady.”
ChiChi yells, “Why you!!!” Maron then follows Krillin into the ocean and starts swimming, trying to fish for dinner with their bare hands for some reason. Maron yells, “Bye, grandma, don’t worry about coming back!” ChiChi yells, “That was the last straw! SHE IS DEAD! Someone needs to teach that bitch a lesson!” Everyone is holding her back now. I see some strange fog in the distance, and something isn’t right. It is heading straight towards us, and Ayaka sees it, too. I kiss Ayaka while touching one of them in the group huddle and teleport all of us to the roof of the building. Everyone freaks out trying to catch their balance as we hold onto each other to steady ourselves on this slanted roof. Once they are stable, they see what is going on. Yamcha asks, “What is that stuff?” I shrug, “Tsk. I don’t know, but it looks like some nasty quirk.”
The fog is rising, but we can’t go any higher. So I yell to everyone to huddle up tightly again. I kiss Ayaka, and I teleport us high in the sky above the fog over the ocean. As we fall, we see that the weird black fog is like a wave, and by the time we hit the water, it has already passed. We all swam back to shore and I lay on the beach breathing heavily from having teleported so many people at once a couple times. A kid flying on a chonky dragon-looking thing comes, and ChiChi yells at him while wringing out her clothes, “Gohan!!! Why are you here when you know I was cooking dinner?!!” Gohan goes to do a U-turn mid-air with the dragon to avoid his mother’s wrath, and some crazy looking guys with weird body quirks appear and are chuckling.
Maron asks, “Who are these guys?” The weird guys wearing the weird matching outfits are asking, “Why isn’t anyone here under our control? The black mist passed through here, didn’t it?” Ayaka furrows her brow and says boldly, “You must be villains!” The big villain says, “Villains? We are this world’s new guardians. You see, Kami is on an extended leave of absence.” The blue-skinned villain with pointy ears and white hair standing up says, “But don’t worry, our boss, Garlic Jr., is the guardian now.” Gohan hops down from the chonky dragon and takes an aggressive stance and growls towards the villains as the white haired one says, “Oh, I see you remember him. Our Lord will be pleased to hear that.” The big villain backs him up, “Indeed, he will.” The white-haired guy says, wearing that smug look on his face, “Kid, just give up.”
Gohan says, “Why would I?” Gohan tries to hit them, but he gets frozen mid-air as if he is being held by an invisible force. The white-haired guy says while holding him in place with his hand, using a weird quirk I have never seen before, “No use, kid. It will only get tighter the more you struggle. I still can’t believe that such a small child like you trapped our Lord Garlic in the Dead Zone.” The white haired guy laughs. Krillin and Yamcha both shoot out weird beam quirks aimed at the white haired guy to release Gohan. The big guy says, “This will be fun!” Before the fighting can commence again, a green guy with pointy ears, a white cape, and a white cap shows up and floats in the air directly above the house, and Gohan yells excitedly, “Piccolo!”
I sigh in relief, knowing that this guy must be a friend. It seems crazy that many people here seem to have a flying quirk. It seemed like such a rare thing back home. The really buff Piccolo dude is looking at the villains with a scowl reminiscent of my own. The short villain with red skin and the weird antennas on his cheeks says, “Garlic Jr. can kill you anytime he wants, Piccolo. You fool, you realize that he has Kami captive, don’t you?” Piccolo aggressively asks, “Garlic Jr.’s back?” The three villains surround Piccolo in a teleport similar to my own. The white-haired villain says, “Admit you want to join the dark side, Piccolo. You'd better join Garlic Jr. while you still can. He has almost taken control of the entire planet. The only way to remove Garlic’s control is with the sacred water at Kami’s lookout. After 24 hours, the effects of the fog are permanent.” Piccolo smacks his teeth with his arms still crossed, “Tsk. How can someone who gets caught in his own traps take over a planet?” Yamcha yells, “Hey, don’t forget about us!” Krillin yells, “Yeah, we are here, too!”
Krillin tells Gohan, “Be ready, we are going to have to move fast!” Maron says, shaking terrified, “What are you nuts?! You can’t leave me here!” Ayaka and I stand by here to let her know that she is safe with us. Krillin, Yamcha, and Gohan all rushed in while the white-haired guy was trying to do a monologue, saying, “It wasn’t long ago during the autumnal equino-” Piccolo removes his cape and tosses it aside, removes his white cap thingy, and prepares for combat. Everyone starts flying and fighting in the air. Piccolo says, “Hurry! We must stop these guys and get that water!” Gohan, Krillin, and Yamcha say simultaneously, “Right!” The white haired villain said, “That was quite rude.”
ChiChi yells, “Gohan! You get back here this instant! Don’t do anything dangerous!” All four of our fighters were fighting the four villains. Ayaka and I aren’t real heroes yet, so we are just going to devote ourselves to rescue efforts for the bystanders here. Heroing 101 says, ‘If you aren’t strong enough to fight, then devote what power you do have to save as many as you can.’ Ayaka says to all the bystanders, “Everyone, come close in case we need to teleport quickly!” Master Roshi tries to grope Maron, and Miss Bulma smacks him on the head, yelling, “This is a serious situation, so stop being a fucking pervert or we will just leave you to fend for yourself.” Master Roshi chuckles, “Hoo Hoo. I guess I will behave then… For now. Hoo Hoo!” I ask him while wearing my usual scowl and attitude, “Hey, pervert, aren’t you some martial artist or something?” Master Roshi chuckles, “Sure am, hot stuff.” Miss Bulma hits him again, “That is it, you are fending for yourself.” She kicks him away and nods at me and Ayaka, and we teleport away from him.
We can’t exactly keep an eye on the combat AND that pervert. Beams and weird-looking attacks are being exchanged as if everyone has the same quirks. TERRIFYING QUIRKS. Some of their attacks look like they could probably take down All Might. I can’t wait to leave this place, that is for certain. Ayaka and I continue to teleport all of the bystanders as those beam attacks find their way to us. The longer the fight goes on, the more I am pissed at that old man. He can definitely handle himself and was taking advantage of the situation to be a creep. After several teleports, Ayaka asks, “Are you good?” I am breathing heavily with my hands on my knees, sweating, and I give a thumbs up and say, “I have to be ‘Plus Ultra’ as you heroes like to call it. Right?” It seems like the villains are starting to lose ground, and when they realize that they won’t be able to win. The white-haired one says, “Damnit, it would have been different if the others were affected by the fog. We should fall back and regroup.” Piccolo says, “Not a chance! KILL THEM!”
Piccolo grabs the white-haired guy and points his finger directly at the white haired guy, “SPECIAL BEAM CANNON!” Krillin, Yamcha, and Gohan throw their opponents over behind where the white-haired villain is, and the cannon shoots out of his fingers and leaves nothing left of them. The sheer amount of power from his attack left my mouth open in awe. That looked like he could level a mountain with that attack. Once those villains are gone, Piccolo turns to the other fighters, “Let’s kill that Garlic Jr. once and for all.” The others, wearing a determined look on their faces, nod, and they all fly with incredible speed upwards, leaving all of us here. It is probably for the best because that sounds like an intense fight. We can leave the fighting to the extremely overpowered people of this world.
Miss Bulma says, “We probably should stay here until they have saved the world. This island is most probably the only safe place at the moment. I don’t know about you guys, but I could use a drink.” With how big and flashy everything is here, I am sure that we will know when that happens. Master Roshi says, “I could use a drink of that, babe, right there.” He tries to latch his mouth on Maron’s breast, but before he can, Ayaka and I teleport her away. Master Roshi falls face-first into the sand. ChiChi says, “Leave that bastard. I am with Bulma. I need a drink.My poor boy is fighting and surrounded by all of these brutes.” She sheds a few tears. I actually feel for her. She is right. Her son shouldn’t have to fight. He is younger than us! He can’t be more than 9 years old. Ayaka asks as if reading my mind, “How old is he? He seems really young.” ChiChi cries, “He is only 7 years old!”
That is fucked up.
Seven years old and placing the pressure of saving the world on his shoulders?! I don’t blame her in the slightest for being pissed off at them. She is doing right by her son and trying to protect him from danger. Ayaka, as if reading my mind, says, “That is terrible that he is made to fight like this. I can see why you are so upset. You just want your child to grow up safe, like children are supposed to.” ChiChi says with passion and relief, as if she were going crazy, “FINALLY SOMEONE WHO GETS IT!” ChiChi does a double-take on both of us, confused, and says while looking at me and Ayaka, “Wait, who even are you kids anyway? Things were crazy earlier, and I didn’t get a chance to ask.” We introduced ourselves, and she said while wiping some tears, “Thank you for helping us during the fight earlier, Sekai and Ayaka. We would have been dead probably without you.” Ayaka smiles and says, “Well, I am in school to become a hero after all.” She shoots ChiChi a peace sign. Miss Bulma asks while coming out with her cocktail, “You guys have a school for heroes where you are from?” We both nod, and Ayaka says, “Both of us are enrolled in the best academy in Japan…. Though I am at the bottom of my class…” She mumbles the last part.
Miss Bulma says while patting Ayaka on the shoulder with her free hand, “Well, you are our heroes. I am sure once you get back, things will change if you keep working hard.” We nod, and I say, “We have to if we are going to make her dream a reality.” I say, clutching my fist in determination. Maron asks, “What is your dream, little cutie?” She asks, lounging in her yellow one-piece swimsuit while drinking a cocktail of some sort. Ayaka says, “I want to make our world safe for all girls and women so they can wear as little clothes as they want or need without living in fear.” She says, wearing a determined face and her dark purple hair waving in the wind, with the ocean as a backdrop. That is my hero. She is so stunning that I find myself staring for a moment.
Maron sighs and says in response to Ayaka, “Wouldn’t that be nice...” Ayaka makes eye contact with me, and I smirk at her as we start to try to tidy up around the place. Miss Bulma then starts to fix her vehicle that got damaged while drinking her cocktail, while we tidy up. ChiChi says, “Well, I'm sure your mothers are beside themselves with worry. I hope you get back home soon. It sounds like you are far away from home.” I grit my teeth, “Tsk. What do you know?” Ayaka apologizes nonverbally and tells her about my mother being murdered, and ChiChi hugs me and apologizes. She said while hugging me tight, “Then if you can’t find your way back home, I can be your mother.” I sigh and hug her back.
After about an hour or two of tidying up the place, we see some gold glittery smoke flooding the horizon. It doesn’t feel ominous or anything. Quite the opposite, actually, and I say, “I think they did it.” I still can’t believe that we travelled to a world that was immediately being targeted by villains who were aiming for world domination. Those types of villains are so rare that it is almost unheard of since most people don't have powerful enough quirks, and it seems like these ones could have succeeded if we hadn’t avoided the black fog. The gold smoke feels refreshing, and I am sure it will return the ones off the island that were apparently brainwashed by the fog back to normal. ChiChi pauses working and drinks some more wine and says, “If my son isn’t alright, I am going to kill that Piccolo… Gohan is going to be in trouble, too.”
After we get the place fixed up to about how it was, Miss Bulma says, “For now, I will be taking the children.” Master Roshi says while panting in a creepy manner, “I have plenty of room here.” Ayaka and I both hugged Miss Bulma, who nonverbally said with her body language, ‘They made their choice.’ Maron says, “It was nice to meet you two. I hope you are able to get back home. Hey, hotstuff, it was nice meeting you, too.” She says that last part to Yamcha and winks at him. She waves at us as she leaves with a panicking Krillin, who flies with her off the island. ChiChi gets back in her airplane, which is banged up, but by some miracle is still functional, and takes off. Miss Bulma waves us into her vehicle, and when she turns it on, it starts to fly. Being surrounded by water, I was expecting it to float, NOT FLY. I panic briefly and hold my hand up to protect Ayaka, scared that a car could fly. Miss Bulma sees my reaction and she chuckles, “No need to fear. This is one of my babies that I created. My family is all innovative with scientific creations, so I was always encouraged in my scientific pursuits.” I gasp, “Wow, you are so smart to have come up with this.” Ayaka does too, “I know, right? She is incredible!”
She drives us to this dome-looking place called the Capsule Corps. She says once she parks her vehicle, “Welcome, make yourselves at home.” She walks us inside and guides us to a room, and she says, “I figure that you two would like to test Sekai’s ability to see if you can go home with some privacy. Nobody else is here besides us, so you don’t have to worry about any perverts.” We sigh in relief, and we hug Miss Bulma. Ayaka says, “Thank you for all of your help.” Miss Bulma wrapped her arms around us while patting us both on the heads, “That is what adults are supposed to do. It was nice meeting you both, and I hope you can find your way home.” She pats our heads a few more times while we soak in the warmth of her hug. She points to where it is, and we nod. Ayaka says as we stretch and yawn, “We are going to sleep first because we are exhausted. We have had a VERY long day. We will try to go home tomorrow.” Miss Bulma nods and says, “Then good night, you two. I will be in my lab until late if you need me.”
We take off most of our clothes and get in bed, and sigh as we feel our bodies becoming one with this mattress. Ayaka asks me, “How do you feel after everything today?” I sigh with my eyes already glued shut, unable to open, “Honestly, very resentful to everyone back home after realizing what I need to feel to use my quirk.” Ayaka holds me and cries and says, “I am sorry, Sekai.” I squeeze her back and say, “You are the last person who needs to apologize. You are the first person to show me compassion since my mother was murdered. I love you, Ayaka… my hero…. good … night…” Ayaka kisses me on the forehead and says, “Good night, my love.” Exhaustion takes me, and I fall fast asleep almost immediately.
We wake up, and it is morning, and we are starving. We get dressed and follow the smell of food to find that Miss Bulma is in the kitchen cooking breakfast. I stretch while Ayaka yawns, and I ask Miss Bulma, “Is there anything I can do to help?” Miss Bulma warmly smiles and says, “Just take a seat, and I will get you some food. It is almost ready.” I nod and sit next to Ayaka. Miss Bulma says, “You two slept pretty long. It is lunch time now.” Ayaka says sleepily, “Yeah, yesterday was a very long day for us. We were up for probably around 24 hours with all things considered.” Miss Bulma hisses, “You must have really needed the rest, then.” She says, and it looks like she is finishing preparing the food. She gets plates and gets food on them and places them in front of us, and she makes herself a plate. We eat breakfast and then we say goodbyes again, and Miss Bulma says, “Don’t forget, if it doesn’t work, I will be in my lab. Oh, wait, one second!” She runs off briefly and returns with a device, “Here is a communicator so we can talk when you return.” We nod and give her one last hug.
We go into the room and shut the door. We take off our clothes and hop into bed. I tell her, “I need to pleasure you first. Otherwise, we might have a repeat of last time.” Ayaka smirks and pulls me in for a kiss, then says, “Ok. I'm in your hands, Sekai.” I grab her breast, and she gets flustered enough to take us to 2D. I squeeze her breasts as I kiss her, and she lets out a sexy moan in my mouth. I take my time kissing her all over, and when I get to her breasts, I stay here and I suck on her breasts, and I love to hear her moans of pleasure. I want to hear them forever. I don’t know if this is my quirk talking or me. I know how some people’s quirks make them change. Like, look at that spiky bastard, for instance. Then again, that could just be a character flaw on his part with no regard to his quirk.
She moans again, which brings me out of my mental bunny trail. I remove my mouth from her breast and kiss down her stomach. It is a little soft and squishy, and I continue to take my time while relishing every second of her perfect body. I eventually get between her legs, and I keep kissing and licking her. I am getting some of her dark purple pubic hairs in my mouth, but I don’t care in the slightest. It is a piece of my precious hero. Her moans are the best things I could hear. She says in a sexy, breathy tone, “Higher.” I take my mouth higher, and her moans get even more sexy. I try to make mental notes of what she likes so she won’t have to tell me what she wants. While I lick, I start touching the opening between her legs as she quivers in pleasure. I was going to enter her with a few fingers, but she orgasmed first. She says, “Just like that! Oh yeah! Awwww!” Following her directions, I continue to lick her as she orgasms and she comes in waves. Coming in waves after realizing my quirk actually seems a little scary to me.
We pop out of 2D while she breathes heavily, and I stick my tongue out and start removing the strands of hair. Ayaka says while draping her limp body over my body, “That was incredible, babe. YOU are incredible.” I drag my fingers across her skin as she continues to catch her breath. She says, “I love you, Sekai.” I echo it right back, “I love you, too, Ayaka.” It seems like she caught her breath, and she says, “I want to try something with you for your turn.” She says that while wearing a sexy smirk as her long dark purple hair cascades down her body. She brings her face to mine, and she kisses me, and then she turns 2D and becomes like a tattoo on my person. Being kissed like this is weird, but I definitely don’t hate it.
After a passionate kiss, she makes her 2D self small, and she runs down my body to between my legs. It feels weird, because I feel her moving on my person. She kisses where I was kissing her earlier, and I moan. I close my eyes and think of images of Ayaka as she licks me since I can’t see her down there. As I moan, I say, “Yes, Ayaka.” I grab my breasts with both hands, and I continue to moan. She stops licking me there, and she moves inside me while she is 2D. I gasp, “Awwww! You are so deep!” I moan, and then she starts licking me while she is inside of me. She is like a ninja the way she disappeared inside me, and I feel the pleasure building up and orgasm wildly to her touch, and I grip the sheets tightly as we get surrounded by light and sent to yet another place.