BOOM!
The earth-shaking blast still echoed through Capsule Corporation's lab when the short, wrinkled figure of Master Roshi vanished inside Bulma's time machine. Blue hair whipped back, teeth gritted, Bulma screamed after him, but the old hermit only cackled as the machine tore a hole through space and time.
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At the last second Roshi had grabbed the nearest fighter he trusted to keep a secret and not waste a single drop of Saiyan pussy: Krillin. The bald martial artist barely had time to protest before the machine swallowed them both and spat them out on the cracked arena of the Tournament of Power, right at the exact second Caulifla and Kale finished their fusion.
Kefla stood there in full glory—bright-red tube top stretched to the limit over tits that had ballooned into triple-FFF mounds, nipples already stiff and poking through the thin fabric. Shredded eight-pack abs, wide hips, and a dump-truck ass so fat the tight red pants looked painted on. Thighs thick enough to crush a lesser man's skull.
Roshi's eyes went glassy. Krillin's went wider.
"Holy shit…" Krillin muttered, already feeling his cock twitch inside his orange gi.
Roshi licked his lips. "Two for the price of one, and this time we finish the job."
Kefla's combined voice rang out, cocky and loud. "HA-HA! Put these two Saiyans together and you get Kefla!" She smashed her fists together hard enough to crack the ground.
Before Goku could answer, Roshi stepped forward with Krillin right beside him.
"Don't worry, Goku. We'll handle this one. Go rest."
Goku scratched his head, confused, but flew off. Kefla's teal eyes narrowed.
"Two old geezers and a bald shorty? You're both already eliminated! Get lost before I—"
Roshi dropped his pants.
Krillin dropped his at the same time.
Kefla's insult died in her throat.
Roshi's wrinkled old-man cock hung heavy, thick as a wrist, roughly fourteen inches of veiny, age-spotted meat with a bright white bush at the base. But next to it, Krillin's was pure obscenity. Nineteen solid inches of thick, heavy, perfectly shaped cock, the head already shiny and fat, veins pulsing along the shaft, balls heavy and full. It looked almost comically huge on the short man's frame, hanging past mid-thigh and still growing.
Kefla's mouth fell open. Her ki sputtered out.
"Wh… what the fuck…?"
Roshi swung his cock lazily. "Like I told you, young lady—there are other ways to fight."
Krillin stepped closer, voice low and hungry. "And mine's bigger. And harder. And it's going to ruin that Saiyan cunt of yours until you can't remember how to fly."
Kefla's face flushed deep red, but pride made her charge. In a blur she was in front of them, fist raised—only for both men to move faster than she expected. Roshi's hands clamped onto her massive tits and ripped the tube top clean off. The enormous GGG-cup breasts (they had grown even more when she powered up to Super Saiyan) bounced free, heavy and soft, nipples thick and dark.
Krillin was already behind her, yanking the red pants down past her thick thighs. Her fat ass sprang free, cheeks jiggling, a tight pink pussy already glistening between them.
"Oh shit—MMMmmmm—!" Kefla moaned the second Roshi's wrinkled hands sank into her tits.
Krillin didn't wait. He spun her, forced her down onto her hands and knees, and shoved the fat head of his nineteen-inch cock between those soft, heavy breasts from above while Roshi held them together.
PLAP.
The first thrust punched the head of Krillin's cock up between her tits and against her chin. Kefla's eyes crossed.
"Fuuuuck—too big—!"
Krillin grinned, feral. "That's the point." He started fucking her tits hard and deep, using the full length. Every stroke dragged the massive shaft through the soft valley, the head popping out the top to slap her lips. Roshi squeezed her breasts tighter around the invading meat, pinching and twisting her nipples until she cried out.
PLAP. PLAP. PLAP. PLAP.
Kefla's proud Super Saiyan composure cracked fast. Saliva dripped from her open mouth onto the cockhead every time it emerged. Her tongue flicked out almost without permission, tasting the pre-cum smearing across her lips.
Krillin reached down, grabbed both of her gigantic breasts himself, and started mauling them while he fucked the tight channel they made. He squeezed hard enough to leave finger-shaped dents, then leaned down and bit the soft outer curve of one heavy tit—hard.
Kefla shrieked, a wet, broken sound.
"Ahhh—biting—you bastard—!"
Krillin bit again, higher, closer to the nipple, then sucked the thick bud into his mouth and bit down just enough to make her thighs shake. All the while his hips never stopped. The nineteen-inch cock pistoned between her tits with wet, heavy PLAP-PLAP-PLAP sounds, the head repeatedly slamming into her face.
Roshi stroked his own cock while watching, already leaking. "Look at her. One tit-fuck and she's already dripping."
He was right. Kefla's pussy was visibly wet, a thick strand of arousal hanging from her puffy lips.
Krillin finally pulled free of her tits with a wet pop. The nineteen-inch shaft glistened with her spit and his pre-cum. He spun her around again, forced her onto her back on the cracked arena floor, and shoved her thick thighs wide open.
"Time for the real thing."
He lined up and drove the fat head against her entrance.
Kefla's eyes went huge. "Wait—wait it's too—AAAHHHHH!"
Krillin slammed every inch home in one brutal thrust.
The bulge of his cock appeared instantly in her lower belly. Her mouth opened in a silent scream. Her teal eyes rolled. Pink hearts flickered in her pupils for a split second. Instant orgasm ripped through her so hard her abs clenched and her pussy gushed around the invading meat.
"GGGAAAAHHH—too deep—it's in my fucking stomach—!"
Krillin didn't give her time to adjust. He hooked her knees over his arms, leaned down, and started pounding her pussy with short, vicious strokes that turned into long, full-length pile-drivers. Every thrust bottomed out against her cervix. The wet SCHLICK-SCHLICK-SCHLICK of Saiyan cunt being rearranged filled the air.
At the same time he buried his face in her gigantic breasts and bit. Hard. He left red teeth marks across the soft undersides, sucked whole mouthfuls of tit-flesh, and chewed on her nipples until they were swollen and dark. Kefla's hands clawed at the ground, then at his bald head, then just hung limp as another orgasm tore through her.
"FUCK—FUCK—IT'S BREAKING ME—!"
Roshi moved behind her. He spat on his wrinkled fourteen-inch cock, spread her fat ass cheeks, and pressed the head against her tight, unused asshole.
Kefla felt it and tried to squirm. "No—not there—I've never—AAAHHH!"
Roshi pushed. The head popped inside. Kefla's scream went high and broken. Krillin never stopped fucking her pussy; the two cocks were separated by only a thin wall of flesh. She could feel every ridge, every vein, every brutal inch.
Roshi kept pushing until his hips met her ass. Fully buried.
Double penetration.
Krillin in her pussy. Roshi in her ass.
They started moving in opposite rhythm—Krillin slamming in while Roshi pulled back, then switching. The effect was devastating. Kefla's body jerked between them like a ragdoll. Her massive tits bounced and slapped against her own chin and against Krillin's face. He bit one again, hard enough to leave a perfect ring of teeth, and growled against the soft flesh.
"Take it. Both of us. You're nothing but a fuck-sleeve for us now."
Kefla's voice had lost all pride. It was pure, broken lust.
"Yesss—harder—ruin me—use this Saiyan whore—fill both holes—!"
The ground under them cracked from the force of the thrusts. Krillin's nineteen-inch cock was visibly rearranging her insides with every stroke; the bulge in her belly moved up and down. Roshi's older cock stretched her ass wide, the wrinkled shaft disappearing and reappearing shiny with her juices.
They fucked her for a long time.
Krillin flipped her onto all fours without ever pulling out. Roshi stayed buried in her ass. Now Krillin could slam into her pussy from behind while Roshi stayed deep and just ground against her prostate-like nerves. Krillin reached around, grabbed both gigantic breasts, and used them as handles while he railed her. Every few thrusts he leaned down and bit the side of one heavy tit again, leaving more marks.
Kefla came so many times her thighs were shiny and her voice was hoarse.
"I'm gonna—again—fuck—your cocks are too big—I'm breaking—!"
Krillin's voice was low and cruel. "Then break. We're not done."
He pulled out of her pussy just long enough to slap the heavy nineteen-inch shaft against her clit a few times, then slammed back in. Roshi took the opportunity to start really fucking her ass—long, deep strokes that made her fat cheeks ripple.
The double penetration became relentless.
Krillin in the pussy, biting and mauling her tits.
Roshi in the ass, hands gripping her wide hips hard enough to bruise.
Kefla's mind finally snapped.
"FILL ME—BOTH OF YOU—CUM INSIDE—BREED THIS SAIYAN BITCH—MAKE ME YOUR HOLES—!"
Krillin growled, slammed to the hilt, and started cumming. Thick, heavy ropes of seed flooded her womb in long, forceful spurts. The volume was absurd; her belly began to swell visibly. At the same time Roshi buried himself in her ass and unloaded, adding even more heat and pressure.
Kefla's orgasm was silent this time—just a full-body seizure, tongue out, eyes rolled back, hearts clear in her pupils.
They kept moving through the orgasm, fucking their cum deeper, until both men finally slowed.
When they pulled out, thick white cream poured from both of her ruined holes. Kefla collapsed face-down on the cracked arena floor, twitching, tits marked with dozens of bite marks, belly slightly rounded from the load inside her.
The fusion timer hit zero.
Bright light exploded. When it faded, Caulifla and Kale lay side-by-side, both unconscious, both leaking cum from pussy and ass, both marked by the same brutal fucking.
Roshi wiped sweat from his brow and grinned.
Krillin stretched, still half-hard, nineteen inches of thick cock swinging.
"Plenty more where that came from," the bald man said. "Next stop?"
Roshi was already dragging the two passed-out Saiyans toward the time machine.
"The whole damn tournament. We're building a harem."
The machine sealed. Blue light flared.
And somewhere on the other side of time, more women were about to learn exactly how hard and how deep two Earth fighters could go when they stopped holding back.