"Ah! Now why are you touching the place only my future husband is allowed to touch?"
Chi-Chi's voice came out high and breathless, her little hands braced flat against the old man's chest as she squirmed sideways in his lap. The fire in the hearth popped softly behind them. Everyone else was still out—Goku and the others were being paraded through the city after the whole King Piccolo mess, and Roshi had "volunteered" to stay behind and watch the girl because she'd gotten sleepy.
He had volunteered *very* quickly. Suspiciously quickly.
"Because, when you have a baby inside you, these areas known as boobies will grow and fill with milk for the baby."
"So I'll be like a cow?"
"Yes sweetheart." he smirked as he kept rubbing her pussy and started to push a finger up inside it while leaning in and flicked his tongue against her nipple.
"Wow Master Roshi, this feels amazing." Chi-Chi moaned.
He grinned and got a glint in his eyes before he started licking her nipple and moved his finger in and out of her pussy and got a louder moan out of her in return.
She was so *small*. That was the thing that kept hitting him. He'd trained Goku since the kid was a toddler—he was used to small bodies. But there was something different about a *girl* this size squirming on his finger. Her little chest heaved under his tongue, her face going pink and confused and happy all at once, and her pussy was soft and warm and impossibly tight around a single knuckle. Just *one* finger, and it already felt like a snug little sleeve squeezing him back.
'God, what am I doing,' he thought, curling his finger slow. 'She's what—twelve? Thirteen? And I'm three hundred and change. This is basically babysitting. This is *basically*—'
Then she whimpered his name and rolled her hips down onto his hand, and he stopped pretending to be a gentleman.
'I can't believe I'm doing this, buuuut hey, at least it's not the end of the world or anything.'
*Future.*
"So...there's one future where my birth never happened, allowing the destruction of Earth?" Asked Gohan.
"Pretty much." Replied the Supreme Kai of Time.
"How?"
"Uh..."
*Back to the story.*
"Roshi, I feel like I'm going to pee." moaned Chi-Chi the more Roshi's finger moved around inside her.
"It's not pee, it's gonna be a sign that you really enjoy this."
"How will I know?"
"When it comes out." he started sucking on her nipple while curling his finger and heard her moan louder and pant more.
"Master Roshi!"
"Yes, say my name." he grinned as she started grinding her hips against his finger.
"Aaaaah!" Chi-Chi screamed. "Master Roshi! It's coming out!"
And like that, juices splashed all over Roshi's hand. Chi-Chi panted while looking tired as Roshi pulled his hand away.
"How are you feeling Chi-Chi?"
"I'm *pant* feeling very good *pant* Master Roshi, this makes me so happy *pant* that I want to kiss you."
"Go right ahead."
Chi-Chi planted an adorable smooch on Roshi's cheek.
"Now," he said, wiping his shiny fingers on his pants, "lay down. Let me have a proper look at you."
"Okay." Chi-Chi laid on her back, with her head on the pillow.
"Spread your legs."
She did. Roshi's mouth went a little dry. Her little folds were still wet and glistening from her first orgasm, puffy and pink, and his own cock had been hard since minute one—but now it *ached*. He pulled himself out of his shorts and gave it two slow strokes, just to relieve the pressure, and knelt between her knees.
"Hmmm." He rubbed the head of his cock up and down along her slit. Chi-Chi shuddered, her whole body twitching at the strange hot pressure sliding over her. "It might be tough, but I'll make it fit. Now Chi-Chi, it'll hurt at first, but after your first time, you'll learn to really love it." He lined the tip up against her entrance, pressing just enough to *kiss* the little hole, not pushing yet. "Ready to take in an adult's cock?"
"Y-yes please."
He pushed—
And from outside, loud enough to shake the whole house:
"MASTER ROSHI! WE'RE BACK!"
Roshi *jumped*. His hips jerked, the tip slipped back out with a wet little pop, and he scrambled to yank his shorts up and throw the blanket over Chi-Chi like a man hiding a crime scene.
'NO no no not NOW—'
"Hey everyone!" he called, voice cracking. "How was protecting the city?"
"Awesome!" Goku burst through the door, grinning ear to ear. "You shoulda been there! Yamcha, Tien and Krillin all jumped in when I used the Dragon Fist—"
Chi-Chi sat up slowly, hair a bird's nest, eyes still glassy. "H-Huh? Goku? You're back already?"
"Yeah! Sorry we took so long. You feelin' better after your nap?"
"...Yeah." She blinked, slow and dreamy. "Yeah, I feel *really* good, actually."
'She's a terrible liar,' Roshi thought. 'And also adorable. And also I am going to die.'
"Sorry, but I had to watch Chi-Chi since she had to take a nap," Roshi said smoothly.
"Oh, okay. So what's for dinner?" Goku asked.
"Oh come on! You already ate the entire congratulatory buffet they made for us saving the city!" Complained Yajirobe.
"What? Coming back here made me hungry."
Everyone angrily squinted at Goku, who just blinked like a confused puppy.
And Krillin—*Krillin*—came in last, hands in his pockets, and Roshi felt a cold little shiver crawl up his spine. Because the short monk wasn't looking at Goku. He wasn't looking at the food. He was staring straight at Roshi.
Just *staring*. And grinning.
"Hey, Master Roshi," Krillin said slowly. "Sleep well?"
"...Yeah. Why?"
"Just askin'." His grin widened a notch. "Just askin'."
---
Dinner came and went. Goku ate enough for four men, Yajirobe complained the entire time, and Chi-Chi—who had "napped"—picked at her rice in a daze, cheeks pink, sitting a little stiffly, like her body didn't quite fit right anymore.
"You okay, Chi-Chi?" Goku asked through a mouthful. "You're walkin' funny."
"F-Fine! I just slept on my side wrong."
Krillin snorted into his bowl. Roshi kicked him under the table. Nobody noticed.
That night everyone crashed at Kame House. Roshi, Goku, and Krillin on the floor mats; Chi-Chi on the couch. And around two in the morning, when Goku's snoring had reached full symphony-orchestra volume, Krillin sat up, crawled silently across the floor, and whispered directly into Roshi's ear.
"I saw everything, old man."
Roshi's eyes flew open. "Gah—!"
"Shhh." Krillin's grin was visible even in the dark. "Everything. The finger. The... the *sucking*. And I saw her walk funny all evening."
"...What do you want?"
"Same thing you got." Krillin jabbed a thumb at his own chest. "I want a turn."
"But Goku—"
"Doesn't have a clue. And here's the deal." Krillin leaned in, eyes gleaming. "You let me have a go, and I keep quiet forever. You say no... *I* tell Goku that his old master got to his girlfriend first."
Roshi groaned into his palms. "...Fine."
"And one more thing."
"What *now*?"
"You didn't even finish," Krillin said, and his grin turned evil. "I was watching the whole time. You got your fingers in her and then you chickened out when Goku yelled. So her *real* first time?" He tapped his own chest. "That's mine. And after tonight, her pussy and her ass are *mine*. You get whatever's left."
Roshi sputtered. "That's—that's not—"
"Wake her up. Quiet. Don't wake Goku."
Krillin was already crawling toward the couch.
---
Chi-Chi woke to a hand over her mouth and Krillin's face hovering above her, grinning in the dark.
"Mmh?! K-Krillin—?"
"Shhh. We're playing a game. It's called 'don't wake Goku.' Wanna play?"
She nodded slowly. Roshi was already up, gesturing toward the back room where they'd be muffled. Chi-Chi, still groggy, let herself get scooped up and carried, one arm looped around Roshi's neck like a sleepy kitten.
The back room had a single futon. Roshi set her down. Krillin closed the door and slid the bolt.
Chi-Chi blinked up at the two of them. "Is... is something wrong?"
"Nope," Krillin said, already untying his belt. "You remember what Master Roshi was teaching you earlier?"
Her face went red. "Y-You *know* about that?!"
"I know *all* about that." His pants dropped.
And then Chi-Chi understood the true meaning of fear.
Roshi's had been long. Impressive, even—long enough that she'd been nervous just looking at it. She'd assumed that was just... *how big they came*. That was the ceiling. That was the top of the mountain.
It wasn't even the foothills.
Krillin's cock swung free and smacked the inside of his own thigh with a wet *thwack*. It was **thicker** than Roshi's by half—fat around the middle, with a heavy dark-purple head like a plum shoved onto a forearm, veins roping down the shaft like river roots. It wasn't just long. It was *dense*. It looked like it had no business being on a man four feet tall.
Roshi's jaw hit the floor. "W-WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!"
"You've known me my whole life and never once wondered why I wear my gi loose?" Krillin shrugged, smug as a god. "Weighted training. Legs, arms... and everything else. I've been hauling extra weight between my legs since I was eight. It grows *up*, not out. I'm not short, old man." He tapped his chest. "Everyone else is just *tall*."
"BUT YOU'RE—"
"Height's got nothing to do with it." Krillin climbed onto the futon. Chi-Chi was staring at his cock like it might bite her. "Hey, Chi-Chi. You remember me?"
"Y-You're... Goku's friend..."
"That's right. And after tonight, I'm your *other* teacher." He ran the fat head of his cock along her folds. She was still slick from Roshi, but her whole body flinched at the sheer *width* pressing against her. "Roshi loosened you up nice, huh? Good. 'Cause I'm not gonna be as nice as him."
He lined up.
"Ready?"
"Y-Ye—"
And he **shoved**.
Not slowly. Not gently. Krillin buried himself balls-deep in a single brutal stroke, splitting her open wider than she'd ever been, and Chi-Chi's back arched clean off the futon as she *SCREAMED* into the pillow.
"NNNGHHHHH—KRILLIN!"
"Shhhh!" Roshi hissed, but his eyes were bugging out watching the girl's little belly bulge.
"Fuck... oh *fuck*, Roshi..." Krillin gritted his teeth, sweat already beading on his forehead. "You said she was tight but you didn't say she was a *fucking vice*."
He pulled back until only the tip stayed in—and slammed back in. And again. And again, faster each time, until the futon was squeaking and Chi-Chi was being shoved up the mattress with every thrust, tiny hands clawing at the sheets.
"K-KRILLIN! IT'S—IT'S TOO—!"
"Too what?!" He laughed, breathless, hammering away. "Too big? Too fast? This is what a *real* cock feels like, kid. Not that tired old thing Master Roshi's been dragging around for three hundred years."
"I HEARD THAT."
"GOOD."
Chi-Chi's eyes rolled back. He was reaching places Roshi hadn't—deep, deep up inside her, punching something soft and sensitive that made lightning flash behind her eyes every single time he bottomed out. Her mouth hung open, no sound coming out, just air.
And then Krillin did something mean. He grabbed her hips, yanked her *down* onto him mid-thrust, and started grinding the fat head of his cock right against that spot in slow, deep circles.
"*Ohhhh—*" Chi-Chi gurgled. Her toes curled. Her whole body clenched like a fist.
"Feel that?" Krillin purred, voice low and filthy. "That's your little *baby-hole*, Chi-Chi. That's where Goku's gonna put his kids someday. And right now?" He thrust hard, grinding deep. "It's *mine*."
"My—my—" she stammered, barely coherent. "*Hnng—*"
"Say it."
"M-Mine—!"
"No. Say it's *Krillin's*."
"It's KRILLIN'S—!"
"Good girl." He snapped his hips again, brutal and fast. "Now cum for me, you little Ox-Princess. Cum on a cock twice the size of your future husband's."
And she did. Chi-Chi's whole body locked up, her mouth opened wide, and she came with a strangled, broken wail, gushing slick all over Krillin's stomach and thighs. Her eyes went unfocused. Her legs shook like leaves.
Krillin didn't stop. He *kept going*, fucking her straight through the orgasm while she whimpered and twitched beneath him.
"Where's that second one? Huh? You got more in you, don't you?"
"T-ToO—too much—"
"You're doing great. You're doing *great*. Look at you. Split open on the biggest dick on this whole island and taking it like a champ."
He pulled out and slammed back in—and this time Chi-Chi felt something *rip*. A sharp little sting, deep inside. She gasped and looked down, and there, smeared pink along Krillin's shaft and dripping down onto the futon, was fresh blood.
"I—I'm *bleeding* again?!"
"Aw, look at that." Krillin grinned down at her, unbothered, smug. "Told you. Roshi was just warm-up. *This* is your first time, Chi-Chi." He thrust, hard, and the wet *smack* echoed off the walls. "That blood's your cherry popping on *my* cock. Not his. *Mine*. Now you're not a tight little girl anymore. Now you're a tight little *woman*."
"M-Master Roshi, it—it *hurts*—"
"I know, sweetheart." Roshi knelt beside her head, petting her hair, voice soothing even as he watched Krillin pound her into the futon. "I know. Just breathe. It's the good hurt, remember? The one you liked?"
"Y-Yes..."
"Then be a good girl and take it."
Krillin laughed breathlessly and picked up speed—*real* speed now, the kind that turned the room into a blur of wet noise. *Plap-plap-plap-plap.* Chi-Chi was being fucked so hard and so *long* her voice had gone raw, her moans turning into one continuous hiccuping sob of pleasure. Ten minutes. Twenty. Krillin's stamina was monstrous—he'd trained his body into a machine and now he was just using it on her, relentless, unkind in the best way.
"Fuck, Roshi," he panted, sweat dripping off his nose onto her chest. "Fuck, this pussy's *perfect*. So snug. So warm. Feels like she's *milking* me." He glanced at the old man. "Grab her tits. Squeeze 'em. Help me."
Roshi obeyed, cupping both of Chi-Chi's small breasts, thumbs rubbing her nipples in slow circles. She cried out and arched into his hands, and her pussy clamped down on Krillin like a fist.
"*Ohhhh* there it is," Krillin groaned. "Do it again. Do it again, old man, she *loves* that."
Roshi rolled her nipples between his fingers. Chi-Chi sobbed and thrashed. Krillin drilled her faster.
"You like that, Chi-Chi? You like being used like this? Two men passing you around like a toy?"
"I—I like it—!"
"Yeah? You like being the little girl the whole Turtle School gets to share?"
"I LIKE IT!"
"Then take my *load*." Krillin snarled, slamming in to the hilt and grinding deep. "*Take it.* Take it right in your little baby-hole—"
He came with a guttural groan, cock twitching, pumping thick rope after rope of cum deep into her sore, bleeding pussy. Chi-Chi screamed—high and thin and broken—and came *again*, squirting around him, then went limp.
Krillin pulled out slow. His cum seeped after him, thick and white, tinged pink with her blood, oozing down her inner thigh.
"Ooh," he breathed, wiping his forehead. "That was *way* better than training."
Roshi was already moving. "My turn—"
"*Our* turn," Krillin corrected, and flipped Chi-Chi over onto her stomach.
She barely had the strength to lift her head. "H-Huh...?"
Krillin knelt behind her, grabbed her hips, and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. Then he pressed the fat head of his cock somewhere *else*—somewhere tight. Somewhere that had never been touched.
"W-Wait—K-Krillin—that's—"
"That's your ass, Chi-Chi. And it's getting the next one."
"B-But you already—!"
"I got a second load in me." He pushed. She gasped. The little ring of muscle stretched white and taut around the fat purple head. "Breathe in."
She breathed in—
And he shoved past the ring.
"*AAAAAAAAH!*"
"*Fuck*—" Krillin hissed through his teeth, head tipped back. "Tighter than her pussy. *Tighter than her pussy*, Roshi. Oh my god."
Chi-Chi was crying—happy crying, overwhelmed crying—her whole body trembling as Krillin slowly worked his way deeper into her untouched little ass. It was so *tight* it was almost painful for *him*, and for her it was a fullness she'd never imagined, like being stuffed from the other direction.
"Roshi," Krillin grunted. "Get up here. You want a hole? Take her mouth."
"Her mouth? But her pussy's right—"
"*Her mouth*," Krillin repeated, and there was an edge in his voice now. "Her pussy's *mine* tonight. You had your fingers in her and then you chickened out. Now this is *my* turn, and you get what I *give* you." He thrust once, hard, and Chi-Chi yelped. "And if you try to sneak your cock into her pussy while I'm in her ass, I'll *kill* you, old man. I mean it."
Roshi grumbled, but shuffled around to Chi-Chi's head, dropped his pants, and knelt in front of her face. His cock—still hard, still wet—bobbed in front of her lips.
"Open up, sweetheart."
Chi-Chi, dazed, eyes glassy, opened her mouth. Roshi slid in. And just as he did, Krillin started *moving*—slow, deep thrusts into her ass, each one punching a muffled moan out of her around Roshi's shaft.
And so it went.
Chi-Chi on all fours, sandwiched between them. Krillin behind, buried in her ass, hands on her hips, fucking her with long dragging strokes that pulled his whole cock almost out and shoved it all the way back in, making her body rock forward onto Roshi. Roshi in front, hands tangled in her hair, sliding his cock past her lips and onto her tongue, moaning every time she moaned around him—because her moans *vibrated* right down his shaft.
"*Mmmph—nngh—*" Chi-Chi's muffled sounds came out in time with Krillin's thrusts, a rhythm of wet, guttural noise.
"That's it," Krillin panted. "That's it, baby, take it in both ends. Look at you. Little farm girl from Fire Mountain, stuffed in every hole by two Turtle School masters. What would your dad *say*?"
Chi-Chi moaned around Roshi's cock and drooled down her chin. She couldn't answer. Her eyes had gone soft and dumb and happy.
"Look at her," Roshi breathed, watching his cock slide between her lips. "She's in *heaven*."
"She's in *my* ass, is where she is," Krillin shot back, and thrust harder, driving her face down onto Roshi. "And you're just lucky I let you use her mouth."
"*Just* lucky—"
"Yeah. Just lucky." Krillin grinned. "Say 'thank you, Krillin.'"
Roshi rolled his eyes, but Chi-Chi's ass clenched around nothing and he groaned, and before he could think about it he mumbled, "...thank you, Krillin."
"*Louder.*"
"THANK YOU, KRILLIN."
"Good boy."
And Krillin fucked her ass for *another* twenty minutes. Long, brutal, patient strokes. His second load building slow. Every so often he'd reach around and rub her clit with two fingers while he was inside her, and Chi-Chi would shudder and squeeze both of them at once, and both men would groan like animals.
"F-Fuck—she's gonna make me—" Roshi gasped, hips jerking.
"Cum in her mouth," Krillin ordered. "Not on her face. In her *mouth*. She swallows it."
Roshi nodded frantically and thrust deep, and Chi-Chi's cheeks hollowed as she tried to suck, and then Roshi came with a long shaking groan, spilling into her mouth. Chi-Chi swallowed—gulped—some of it dribbling out the corner of her lips, and Roshi pulled out gasping and half-collapsed beside her.
Krillin wasn't done.
"One more," he gritted. "One more, Chi-Chi. Take one more load in your ass."
"*Hnnn—*"
"Say yes."
"Y-Ye—*ah!*—yes—!"
He fucked her *hard* now—no rhythm left, just raw brutal hammering thrusts, both hands gripping her hips so hard they'd leave fingerprints. The futon squeaked. The room stank of sex. Chi-Chi's moans had gone guttural, primal, unrecognizable.
And then Krillin buried himself to the hilt, shook all over, and came *deep* inside her ass with a roar.
Chi-Chi felt it—that hot thick spreading heat in a place that had never felt it before—and she came one last time, a weak trembling little orgasm that rolled through her whole body and left her flat on her stomach, cheek on the pillow, legs splayed, both holes dripping.
Krillin pulled out and flopped onto his back beside her, chest heaving.
"Hoooo," he wheezed. "That was... that was the best thing that's ever happened to me."
Roshi lay on her other side, also panting. "Seconded. And robbed."
"Get over it." Krillin grinned at the ceiling. "Her pussy's mine. Her ass is mine. You get the mouth. That's the deal."
Chi-Chi just lay there, face down, small and messy and utterly wrecked. Cum leaking out of two holes. A little blood smeared on the sheets. Her hair a bird's nest. Her eyes half-open, staring at nothing, a tiny stupid blissed-out smile on her lips.
"...Master Roshi," she mumbled eventually.
"Yeah?"
"...I think I like this game."
Krillin snorted. Roshi laughed. And somewhere in the other room, Goku snored on, blissfully unaware that his future wife had just been turned into the entire Turtle School's shared toy in a single night—and that the shortest one of them had taken everything worth taking.
Future.
"So..." Gohan said slowly. "You're telling me that before you were even born... my mom..."
"Yup."
"...With Master Roshi and Krillin."
"Yup."
"...And my dad never found out."
"Not until much, much later." The Supreme Kai of Time sipped her tea. "And honestly? It explains a lot about your mother's temper."
Gohan put his face in his hands.