A Farmers Life - 2

Bulma had a hell of a night for sure. I gave it to her good and proper, all night long. It was a good thing I remembered to put up a barrier myself this time or the Lookout would have probably taken a beating.

Even if I was holding back a lot with Bulma unlike with Vados'. Usually when we had sex, I did it in my base form, but I was in the middle of training Super Saiyan Three, and the simplest route with that, was to stay in it constantly.

"You alright?" I asked Bulma, sitting beside her on the bed and gently running my hand through her air.

"Ush-hu." Her mouth was muffled by the pillow. After all, she was currently face down in it, her abused ass and pussy filled with my cum hanging proudly in the air.

Man, I did real good work. Such a beautiful sight. Even the Mona Lisa itself paled in comparison to my beautiful Super Bulma, fucked silly and her holes filled with my seed.

"Right, well I've got some stuff I want to go and take care of," I said, leaning down to press a kiss atop her head, "I might end up being away for a few weeks again."

"…Okay…have fun." Bulma replied, giggling into her pillow.

Ah, she was cute like this.

See ya babe." I bid her goodbye, pulling the covers over her to keep her warm before I left, dispelling my barrier as I did.

I paused as I exited the bedroom and blinked in surprise at what met me. Bulla was leaning directly on the wall opposite of the bedroom, arms crossed.

"You're leaving again." was the first thing she said.

"Kinda yeah, going to pick some things up, nip a threat in the bun and maybe go take care of another timeline before Fu comes bothering me again," I shrugged, my time here had passed in a blur, most of it made up of frenzied sex with Vados, but it had still been almost three weeks. Fu might start getting impatient if I don't proactively go for one myself, "…Also don't tell me you sat out here all night?"

Like I know I have a thing going on with her, teasing and sexual tension through the roof. But, I was literally banging her mother in the next room.

"Not like I could hear anything," Bulla rolled her eyes, "I just figured you'd bounce as soon as you were done pumping mom full with your load. And I was right it seems."

"Yup." I shrugged.

I already had a good idea where this was going.

"I wanna come with you," Bulla put out, "It was nice meeting all my mom's pals that died and my grandparents, but it's so boring here, none of them can keep up with my full power right now, so I can't even have fun fighting at full strength."

"Goku, Gohan and Piccolo are stronger than you." I pointed out, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Not as a Super Saiyan!" she pouted, "Please can I come? I know there'll be way more fun and action around you and-"

"Sure," I cut her off and walked forward, lifting my hand and pressing it against the wall beside her head and loomed over her, "You know I wouldn't say no to eye candy like you."

"Great," she grinned and tilted her head up to peck at my lips, "You know, I even bought this slutty outfit I think you'll like just for you, makes me look all easy and defenceless, not like a warrior at all."

Hmm, interesting.

"I'll need to see you in that later," I licked my lips, pulling back, "But for now, let's go, grab my hand." I offered her my hand.

Bulla shrugged and did so.

"Kai Kai." I uttered and we disappeared.

Time to go get me some weed.

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Moments later Bulla and myself appeared on an island, on the other side of the planet. It was a rather large place, with nothing of note to see beyond a large forest of dead trees.

"So where are we?" Bulla asked, looking around, "Doesn't look like anything interesting is here. Honestly, it looks like somewhere people come to die."

"It's actually the opposite." I replied with a shrug, eyeing the forest, "This place is called the Forest of Terror."

Bulla raised an eyebrow, "And how is that scary sounding name the opposite of what I just said?" she replied, "And why exactly did you bring me to a place called the Forest of Terror to begin with? If you wanted to have your way with me in an out of the place way, there's easier ways. Like a hotel or something."

"Girl don't make me get a spray bottle," I rolled my eyes, "It's called the Forest of Terror because when you go into the forest the place drains your ki to make illusions of past enemies or things you're scared of. The more scared you get, the more ki it drains."

At least, that was what I could put together from researching the place and Roshi's knowledge.

"You don't need a spray bottle to get me wet daddy-o," Bulla smirked back at me, before shrugging, "Still not getting what the point of this place is. It drains ki and makes scary illusions, woop dee doo, what's the point?"

"The point is what the forest uses the ki for," I snorted, "It uses the life energy in ki to grow something called a Paradise Herb, and eating just one will slow down ones aging and allow them to live for a thousand years."

"Okay, neat I guess," Bulla blinked before shrugging, then crossed her arms and gave me an odd look, "But why do you want it? Don't you literally have two giant ass trees growing back at our place in your weirdo garden that grow over twenty fruit a day that adds five hundred years of life force to a person and even keep them young, on top of increasing their power? Unless this paradise herb does something similar, what's the point?"

"That's like comparing apples and oranges," I replied, crossing my own arms, "We're here so I can yoink a ton of the land here and add it to my garden so I can grow paradise herbs as well."

Plus who knows, it might make for good seasoning for some meals. Like a dash of basil in some home made vegetable soup. That was the shit.

'Note to self, teach the Big Gete Gamer System the recipe for home made soup.' I thought.

That and stovies.

God he could really go for either of them right about now actually.