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In a hidden bunker deep within a desert wasteland, one man joined by a faithful comrade could be seen preparing for one of the most perilous days of his life.
“Uh Krillin, you sure you wanna go through with this?”
Looking himself over in a nearby mirror, Krillin gave a soft sigh before replying. “It’s gonna be tough pal, but it’s something I’ve GOT to do. Every man has to leap into the pits every now and then and only pray that he comes out in one piece.”
The former bandit shrugged. “If you say so. Now for the last piece.” Reaching over to his airborne, feline friend, Yamcha tossed Krillin a single rounded garment that the cop quickly placed atop his head. “Lookin’ sharp pal!” Yamcha gave a thumbs up.
Looking at his reflection once more, Krillin smirked before returning the gesture. “Before we get started though, I gotta make a call.” Pulling out his phone, Krillin dialed and answered.
“Hey Goku, now I need a favor from you.”
[Meanwhile, in Satan City]
A certain blonde-haired woman was staring very harshly at the front door. Watching just behind her was a small girl with matching hair color in a purple dress. “Hey Mama, when do you think Daddy will be back?”
“I don’t know sweety, but I have a feeling it’s going to be soon,” she replied. ‘Though when he does get back, you better believe I’m going to tear that shrimp a new…!’
Before she could finish her thought, the doorknob began to rattle. ‘Finally.’ “Marron, go to your room.”
“But why? I wanna see Daddy!”
“You’ll get to see Daddy, but Mommy needs to have a talk with him first.”
“Okay,” Marron sighed. As the young girl retreated to her room, she paused as just outside the window was a familiar figure garbed in a light blue tunic.
Back with Eighteen, her eyes narrowed as the sound of keys clinking filled her ears. Reaching for the nearest object she could grab, she clenched the random tool in her hand. Seconds later, the door slowly crept open revealing her husband garbed in his familiar white suit and hat ensemble with a large bouquet of roses.
“I’m ba-AGGH!”
KRRAUSH!
Krillin’s suave introduction was cut short by his timely dodge of the vase that came hurtling towards him. “Welcome home, Honey,” Eighteen growled.
Quaking in his shoes, Krillin weakly raised the bouquet in Eighteen’s direction. “Uhhhh…happy Val-?”
Swatting the flowers away, Eighteen cut him off. “You’ve got some nerve. Its bad enough you stay out all the night these days, but this was the first time you just decide to just NOT come home at all!?”
“Eighteen, I have a very good reason for…”
“Save it. If you’re so disinterested in being here, then why don’t you just head back out!” Eighteen snarled.
Krillin took a breath to calm himself before speaking again. “If you want me to leave, fine, but only if you come with me.”
“You’re not serious,” Eighteen narrowed her eyes.
“As I was trying to explain earlier, I know I haven’t been home a lot lately, but I do in fact have a reason for it. In fact, today is that reason.”
“What’s so special about today?”
Krillin picked up the bouquet and once again presented it to Eighteen. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
At that declaration, Eighteen’s eyes widened. “Wait, that’s today?”
“Yeeup, and you and I are going out to enjoy it.”
Eighteen flashed Krillin a skeptical look. “Well, I’m glad you remembered what today is, but don’t think this excuses your absences.”
“Eighteen please,” Lightly shoving Eighteen towards the hallway, Krillin continued. “We’re burning daylight hours so just go put on something nice and we’ll…”
“Hold the phone, short stuff,” Eighteen interjected pushing Krillin away. “I don’t know who you think you’re shoving but…”
“JUST GET DRESSED DAMMIT!!!!” Krillin exploded. Taken aback, Eighteen gasped as Krilllin continued his sudden outburst. “You’re confused and upset, I get that, you have every right to be! But I spent the months preparing for this day and I don’t want all those long nights of prep to go to waste and I promise I’ll explain everything later so please, for the love of the Kai’s just trust me and go put on your Sunday best!”
Following the brief tirade, Eighteen could only watch stunned as Krillin heavily panted. They’d had their share of fights in the past, but Krillin rarely, if ever, raised his voice like that, especially to her. Though she should be angry herself, she couldn’t resist the heated flush that arose her cheeks. “Shouldn’t we call someone to watch Marron?”
“Way ahead of you honey.” Krillin merely pointed to the window revealing their daughter riding a familiar golden cloud accompanied by Goku’s youngest son.
“Goten?”
Krillin nodded. “I made a couple of calls and the kids agreed to spend the day on 17’s Island, so we have all the time in the world.”
A small, intrigued smile rose onto Eighteen’s face. “Alright Short Man, I’ll give you your chance, but you do realize that if you’re explanation doesn’t fly, you’ll be on the couch until Christmas?”
“It’s a chance I’m gonna have to take, now hurry and get ready…” Krillin fanned himself off with his hat. “It’s too soon for me to get sweaty in this thing.”
[Later]
Krillin and 18, the latter garbed in a semi formal suit and skirt ensemble, strolled through Satan City in awkward silence. After their little ‘fight’ this morning and Krillin’s ‘insistence that they go out for the day, the tension between the two was extremely heightened. On a positive note, the walk seemed to have eased them both to the point they could at last speak with no malice towards each other. The one to break the silence was Eighteen who had a rather impatient look on her face.
“Okay Krillin, we’re out, now let’s chat.”
“About what?” he stammered.
“Are you seriously going to play that card?” Eighteen narrowed her eyes.
With a sigh, Krillin responded. “Okay fine. I know what you’re gonna ask so let me cut ahead a bit and answer your question with a question; Is there any specific place you want to go?”
“What kind of place?” Eighteen crossed her arms.
Wriggling his eyebrows with a knowing smirk, Krillin replied, “Oh I don’t know, a store, a restaurant, somewhere a bit…unorthodox?”
“Well there was this necklace at the mall I’ve had my eye on, but let’s not focus on…”
“Okay then, let’s go!” Grabbing Eighteen by the arm, Krillin held onto his hat before shooting both of them into the sky.
“Hey wait…!”
[Moments later]
The duo arrived at the Satan City mall in record time and after some directions from 18 arrived at the highest-class jewelry store in the building. The place was infamous for it’s prices, the kind of place someone like Bulma or Mr. Satan would go to shop for jewelry. Eighteen was initially going to discard the thought of coming here today, but Krillin’s hastiness said otherwise.
“Krillin, why are we here?”
“What do you mean why? You asked to come here, and I listened.”
“I know that, but I don’t think this is the kind of place to go window-shopping.”
“Who said anything about window-shopping?” smirked Krillin.
“Get serious. We can’t afford anything in this place.” ‘Unless we want to move back in with the old man.’
“Nonsense. Just tell me which necklace it was, and it’ll be around your neck in just a few minutes.”
Before Eighteen could respond the voice of a pleasant store clerk interjected their back-and-forth as she hastily approached them. “Are you two looking for something special for the holiday.”
Tipping his hat to the side, Krillin cheekily replied, “It’s the lady’s choice.”
“Well then, follow me!” the clerk motioned with her arm, and Krillin followed.
Turning back to his wife, Krillin asked, “You coming?”
Eighteen remained still, her expression filled with intrigue and confusion. Nodding, she followed the duo.
[Moments later]
“Thank you! Please come again.”
Krillin and 18 exited the store with 18 bedazzled with not only a new lapis-lazuli necklace that complimented her dress, but even a new ring to go with it. As the two continued their stroll through the mall, Krillin asked, “Okay, so where to next?”
“Where to next!? Krillin, you’ve got some explaining to do!”
“What explaining?” he replied smugly.
“Don’t play dumb! How the hell were you able to afford these!? And why were you so casual about dropping nearly a thousand zeni on them!?” Eighteen motioned to her new bling.
“Well…” Krillin once again removed his hat and began fanning himself. “Let’s just say I’ve managed to pull in some extra dough at work.”
“Krillin, would you give me a straight answer already dammit!”
“Okay, okay!” he replaced his hat on before clearing his throat. “All joking aside, that is what happened. All those days I’ve been coming home late were EXTREME overtime hours. You know how they say, ‘Crime never sleeps’? Well, after these past months, I’m startin’ to believe it!”
“You can’t be serious,” replied a stunned 18. “Even IF you get paid overtime, it wouldn’t be enough to pay for something like this.”
“You’d be surprised the kind of perks being the star player on the force can do for ya,” Krillin boastfully laughed. “Even so, I also managed to scrounge up some extra cash outside of work, so all day today, money is no object.” He announced.
Eighteen could only stare at Krillin’s goofy prideful grin. If he had enough money to make a statement like that, he must’ve been planning this out FAR in advance, and if so, how many total extra hours did he take at work? And where did the extra cash come from and how…!”
“Uhh…18?”
The blonde bombshell made no attempt to hide her disbelief, so it was no surprise when Krillin attempted to shake her out of her self-imposed ‘short-circuit.’ “I’m sorry, I just…need a moment to process all of this.”
“Hehe, you can process it on our way to the next shop!” Pulling his wife along, Krillin led her through the mall’s highest points of interest. After numerous trips throughout the stores, their trip ended close to dusk at the mall’s fanciest restaurant. Krillin wore a nonchalant grin throughout the whole day while Eighteen tried and failed to hide her own pleased snickers.
[Several Hours later]
Krillin and Eighteen returned to their humble abode, the former carrying a small truckload of packages, the latter also carrying a share of bags stuffed with clothes and other accessories.
“That might’ve been the fullest shopping trip I’ve ever been on,” beamed 18.
“Glad…you enjoyed it…Honey…!” straining his way inside, Krillin finally dropped the hill of stuff on the floor before quickly shedding himself of his jacket and hat. “Phew…I know I said money was no object, but even then I didn’t think I’d still be hauling this much stuff home.”
Eighteen shrugged. “Hey, it was your offer. Of course I’m going to take advantage of it.” As Krillin practically collapsed on the sofa, Eighteen bounced on a nearby recliner, a satisfied smile on her face.
‘Today really was a fun ride, wasn’t it?’ Eighteen recounted the days events from the trips through all the various stores, to the free chocolate they got just for being a ‘cute couple’, to the varying excited looks on Krillin’s face. She didn’t know how, but whatever he did to plan all this certainly was worth it. That last thought however, reminded her of something.
“Hey Krillin?”
“Yeah?”
“Today’s Valentine’s Day, and with the amount of money you’ve spent on this little excursion, I take it this is something you’ve been planning for quite a long while.”
“That’s putting it mildly.”
“What I want to know is, what made you decide to take me on a shopping spree like this?”
Krillin sat up before mulling over his answer. “Well, I had a few ideas for gifts for today, but none of them felt…fitting enough.” He paused. “I guess…no one thing felt good enough, so the only thing I could do was get you ‘Everything’! After all, that’s what you mean to me. Some extra work time is a small price to pay.” ‘Especially compared to the actual price of this stuff,’ he mentally added.
An invisible twinkle sparked in Eighteen’s eyes. She knew Krillin would never waste an opportunity to express his love for her, but this was an extreme even she thought was unprecedented. Even her usual stone-faced exterior crumbled as she shot her husband a flushed smile.
“Krillin, I’m not going to pretend I understand how your mind works when it comes to planning, but I will say, you overlooked one very important detail when putting today together.”
“What detail?”
“The gift I want the most.”
At that declaration, Krillin’s face turned a light blue. Sure he’d kept up his word on ‘money being no object’ today, but if there was still one more thing 18 wanted, even after all the stuff they’d already gotten, he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to afford it without a favor or two. “And what might that be?”
[A few minutes later]
“Gyaagh!”
The diminutive fighter was harshly tossed on the bed while his wife quickly climbed atop him, eclipsing his body with her own.
“Eighteen hold o-!” Krillin was silenced by Eighteen forcing her lips against his. Pulling his face further against hers, Eighteen broke the kiss, her face already flushed.
“I really appreciate everything you’ve done for today, but if you think you’re off the hook for leaving me high and dry for all these months, you’ve got another thing coming,” her eyes narrowed into a fiendishly playful smirk as she moved her hands up to Krillin’s collar and practically tore his shirt open.
Dipping her head down, Eighteen rolled her tongue across her husband’s pecs, steadily descending his body. Quickly re ascending, Eighteen kissed up his body before once again going low with her tongue.
“Heh…that tickles.”
Eighteen repeated this notion until she finally went further down, landing at Krillin’s crotch, already bulging. Hastily unfastening his belt and pulling his bottoms down, Eighteen was met with Krillin’s impressing endowment, pulsing and dripping with anticipation.
“Is it too late to say I have another explanation?” Krillin whimpered.
Eighteen smirked as she grasped his cock firmly and teasingly squeezed.
“Egh…!”
Chuckling, Eighteen slowly started stroking him and replied, “I’ll be more than happy to listen to your explanation…if you can last.”
“Huh?”
Increasing the speed of her hand, she explained. “Simple really, just don’t cum until I tell you to. Consider this your punishment for making me wait so long.”
“But wait, won’t you be waiting longer if I finish after…?”
SQUEEZE!”
“GAGH-!”
Krillin instantly clammed up as Eighteen eased her grip and lowered her face to his tip. Pressing her lips against his head, Eighteen swirled her tongue around, lapping up the resulting fluid that dripped out.
“You’re leaking already?”
“Hey, don’t think you’re the only one pent up. I’ve been holding back too ya know.”
Eighteen grinned. “Fair enough, so let’s change this game a little.” Reaching for her top, she quickly slipped it off, before unfastening her skirt, kicking it onto the floor. Now clad in form fitting black lace, Eighteen bent back over Krillin’s waist and once again grasped his penis.
“I’ll give you a choice, you can either wait until I tell you to, or at least try to out last me. If either happens, I’ll hear your ‘explanation’.”
“Deal!”
Taken aback by Krillin’s sudden burst of confidence, Eighteen steeled herself as she immediately wrapped her lips around his tip and suckled his head. All the while, she reached a hand down between her legs and poked her fingers against her swiftly dampening lingerie.
“Ggghh…!”
“Hmmmmp…”
Krillin’s body tensed under Eighteen’s tongue. Like he said, it’d been a long time for him too, so he was just as, if not more sensitive than she was. Still, he braced himself for the pleasurable torture, crossing his arms behind his head as Eighteen began descending her head on his length.
The sound of smacking filled the room as Eighteen’s speed increased, both her head and her fingers. With each motion, both Krillin and herself would grow wetter. It wasn’t long before her fingers were saturated with her own pleasured pre-release. Unable to contain her own lustful urges, Eighteen spread her panties aside and inserted her fingers into her moistened folds. A few blissful seconds was all she needed to realize the situation she was in; she was hornier than Krillin.
Not wanting him to realize his advantage, Eighteen reached behind and unclipped her bra, making sure the bountiful mounds were right in Krillin’s field of view. Her breasts had the desired effect of upping Krillin’s lustfulness as evidenced by the involuntary twitching of his cock, though Eighteen knew this honestly could go either way, considering how wet she was. Resuming her oral assault, Eighteen buried her face right against Krillin’s crotch, taking him in all the way to the tip of her gullet.
The deepthroating would take its toll on Eighteen herself as her wetness started to overflow. She soon grew so accustomed to her sucking that her mind began to peter off. Her thoughts would shift from her current position to what she really wanted. The fleshy taste, the size of her husband’s throbbing rod; she wanted it stuffed inside her dripping, wet cave. The more she thought about it, the more intense her fingers would move. Her head bobbing would grow more sporadic as well, much to Krillin’s delight and confusion.
“Eighteen…you’re…going pretty hard now…!” Krillin continued to hold himself back, resisting the ever euphoric urge to thrust along with her head.
“Mmmmmph…!” The blonde cyborg merely moaned out with a sparkle in her eye. She could see it on Krillin’s face; his desperation to cum, his desire to explode his seed deep within her, all over her face. The depraved thoughts pushed Eighteen to her edge as she brushed her fingers across her womanly nub.
‘Screw it…I want it bad, now!’
Retreating from her husband, his dick slick with her saliva, Eighteen sat back on her knees and continued to prod and plunge her fingers in and around her pussy. All the while she’d hold her free arm beneath her chest and grope at her breasts.
“Eighteen…what are you?”
“Cum!”
“Huh?”
“You can cum now. I don’t care where, just do it!” Eighteen ordered.
A huge grin spreading across his face, Krillin stood up, his cock level with Eighteen’s face and replied, “Yes ma’am!” Grasping his owon length, Krillin started jerking himself at a pace faster than Eighteen’s previously. His pre-leakage was already dripping onto Eighteen’s body while hers spilled onto the sheets. Mere moments passed before Krillin’s head began to roll backwards.
Eighteen in response, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, preparing for the white mess. Instinctively, she also maxed out the speed of her fingers down below, nearing her own release. With a gruff, yelp, the flood came as a thick stream sprayed from Krillin’s shaft all over Eighteen’s face, mouth and chest. The warm sensation splashed her with almost perfect timing as her body grew rigid and her thighs clamped together around her hand as she squeezed her tit hard.
With a low, gasping moan, Eighteen also threw her head back in pure bliss as her own orgasmic high struck her very core, the sheets and her hand glazed with her nectar. The pair remained in stunned euphoria for a few precious seconds before they both eased from their highs, dripping and panting.
“Well…that was-GAAAH!”
Krillin was cut off by Eighteen immediately taking his cock back in her mouth, licking and sucking all the excess seed from his rod. “Eighteen…hold on…I get…that you’re really in the mood but…!”
“No buts,” Eighteen declined, stroking him. “I know I said that little ‘endurance game’ was your punishment, but honestly, I think this is much more fitting.”
“But…don’t you want to at least hear my explanat-SHAAAAN!?”
“That can wait,” she declined. “Right now, all I want is for you to get hard and put this dick back inside me!”
Surprising Eighteen, Krillin responded with a smarmy laugh. “In that case, I think you do wanna hear what I have to say.”
Raising an intrigued eyebrow, Eighteen retreated from Krillin. As he hopped off the bed, she took the moment to clean herself up. “Okay honey. What’s so important to tell me, you want to hold off on a night of passion?”
“Who said anything about that?” Krillin smirked. “You wanted to know what I did for extra money outside of overtime, right? Long story short, I started helping out at Tien’s dojo as an assistant, but the money wasn’t the only reason.”
“Get to the point.”
“I needed Tien’s help to polish the rust off of an old technique that I thought would be…useful for tonight.”
“Technique?” her curiosity thoroughly piqued, Eighteen watched as Krillin began raising his energy (and penis).
“Haaaaaagh…!” Krillin began visually straining as his energy finally maxed out and he crossed his hands in front of him in an ‘X’ shape. “Multi-Form!”
“Wait, what!?”
In the next instance, an afterimage of Krillin spawned to his left before another one to his right and one more to the first copy’s left. The copies quickly gaining color and corporeality, in unison, the quartet crossed their arms and smirked at ‘their’ wife. The surprised look on her face was pure gold, though not as exciting as the sight of seeing her grind her hand between her legs again.
“Well, what do you think?” they asked in unison.
Eighteen could only regain her usual sharp-eyed smirk before laying back on the bed. Leaning on one arm, she briefly parted her legs before proclaiming, “Best gift ever.”
[A/N: Going forward, the real Krillin will be referred to by name, while his copies will be referred to as K1, K2, and K3 respectively]
K1 embraced Eighteen wholeheartedly as their lips repeatedly caressed each other’s. Off to the sides of the deadly blonde, K2 and K3 were moaning in bliss as Eighteen gripped and stroked their bulging cocks. Reaching forward, each of them took one of her breasts in their hand and jauntily groped them pinching and tweaking her nipples. Meanwhile, the real Krillin was in between Eighteen’s luscious valley, lapping up the honey that dripped alongside every throttle of her hips.
Through the lip-lock with the clone, Eighteen’s moans would seep out as her body faltered against the soft caresses of her husband all over her body. Her hips rising to an apex, she clamped her thighs around Krillin’s head, breaking her kiss with K1 as she cried out.
“That feels amazing…but enough teasing.” Shooing the quartet back, Eighteen lay on the bed spread eagle and spread her dripping lips apart as Krillin eagerly, but lightly jerked himself, staying at attention. “Give me the rest of my present.”
Krillin glanced to his clones and smirked. “You heard the lady.” Krillin crossed hisarms as his clones got into position. Moments later, K1 was positioned beneath 18, his penis proding against her asshole. K2 stood beside her, his cock level with her face and K3 was in front of her, kneeling to get level with her chest. Meanwhile, the real Krillin was watching with an impish grin at the base of the bed.
“You ready baby?”
“Show me what these copies can do.”
Snickering, Krillin gave a nod and his clones Immediately got to work. K1 thrusted upwards, spreading Eighteen’s ass and slowly entering inside her. He’d already been leaking from her earlier handjob, so his pre-cum would be a serviceable lube. As she cried out in agonizing bliss, K2 took the opportunity to fill her mouth with his cock. K3 reached down to grab her bouncing mounds, groping both of them wholeheartedly. Pressing his cock between her cleavage, the copied fighter proceeded to thrust his manhood between her soft, firm tits.
Eighteen’s body writhed beneath the trio of cocks, poking and piercing her, reveling in their hardness, though the most important place on her body had been left untouched. While his clones were thrusting their dicks in and against Eighteen, the real Krillin had just been watching their debauchery whilst stroking himself.
Though she couldn’t see him directly, the leakage that emerged from K3’s penis drew a sparkle to Eighteen’s eyes, making her thrust her hips forward in desperation. She was also unable to speak with K2 plunging inside her mouth, but Krillin already knew what she wanted. Done keeping her waiting, he positioned himself at her streaming entrance and pierced through her in a single swift thrust.
“MMMMMMGHHH~!!!”
The muffled moan that seeped from her lips served as indication enough that she was loving every moment of this. Double penetration was a new thing for them as they’d never once considered a third party for their nightly escapades, but now a whole new door opened to the lustful pair. Though those thoughts would be reserved for the future as right now, the quintet could only enjoy every moment of their ‘faithful gangbang’.
Buckling beneath Krillin’s harsh insertion, Eighteen’s body fell back, briefly freeing her mouth from K2. Though this wouldn’t last for long as K2 would position himself at the edge of the bed and retake her mouth, thrusting inside her profusely. This new position proved most advantageous to K3 who was now on top of her torso, given much more range the rock his hips between her cleavage. His leakage also making a useful lube, he was able to thrust much faster than before.
Eighteen could barely utter a legible sound as every erogenous hole on her body was filled with her husband’s protruding cock. The long break between their last time and now only served to amplify the pure bliss she currently felt. That bliss would reach a fever pitch as she slowly, but steadily began to raise her hips.
Not down to let her away from his grasp, K1 pulled her back down against his cock, though she’d instantly pull away by instinct, practically forcing him deeper up her ass every time his crotch collided with her cheeks. Adding to this, the real Krillin raised her legs up and over her body, giving him space to thrust in even deeper and harder into her streaming vagina. The nearly coordinated all-out assault soon grew to be too much for even the perpetually moving cyborg to withstand. Her hips once again raised to their peaks while her head rolled back, allowing K2 to go deeper as well.
In a fit of muffled moaning, Eighteen thrashed and spazzed against the clones assaulting her body as her vagina spilled it’s euphoric nectar on Krillin’s waist. Even throughout her intense climax, Krillin and his clones never relented. Though their pace did slow against their wife’s vapid thrashing, their penises also began to thicken in time with her vagina’s tightening. It only took a few moments more for each of the Krillin’s to clench their bodies and groan out in ecstasy. Seconds later, Eighteen’s vision would be full of white as her pussy, ass, mouth, face and breasts were all simultaneously coated by her husband’s scalding seed.
Her three holes would be flooded with the manly cream while her breasts and face would drip with the stuff courtesy of K3. The filling of her body mixed with her own orgasmic stream served to raise Eighteen’s pleasuring senses beyond their limits, nearly short-circuiting her mind. After moments of heavy panting and moaning, Krillin and his clones finally retreated from Eighteen’s body, letting her roll over on the bed, her body soaked with their seed.
Seconds later, Eighteen regained her senses as the clones panted. Sitting up, she rolled her head back, taking the taste of her lover’s semen down her throat before lifting her breast up to her mouth and doing the same. Rolling her tongue around each of her bountiful curves, Eighteen grinned coquettishly towards the real Krillin who returned the look in stride.
“I have to admit, I didn’t think you had it in you. I figured after so long of nothing, you’d probably end this pretty quickly.”
“Let’s just say, training for the technique itself had a few extra benefits,” Krillin grinned. “After all, doing this cuts your power for each copy you make.”
“Is that so? It certainly didn’t feel like your power was diminished,” Eighteen praised.
“Glad you feel that way honey, cause we’re not done yet.”
“Oh?”
Krillin chuckled as his clones once again grabbed Eighteen turning her onto her stomach. The clones took similar positions as last time, only with a different number at each of her spots: K1 and 2 at her face while K3 lay beneath her and Krillin approached from behind. Grabbing onto his wife’s waist, Krillin poked himself against her rim as his clone beneath her prodded her vagina, and the ones at her front started jerking themselves.
“Like you said, it’s been forever since we last had a night like this, so we have a lot of time to make up for.”
Eighteen could only grin as she spread her cheeks apart, permitting Krillin to procede. Once his cock entered her tightened ass hole, the clones joined in, taking her vagina, mouth and hands once again. The passage of time soon grew knull as the couple of five divulged in their faithful debauchery.
[Some hours later]
Eighteen lay in the wet, disheveled bed besides her one and only husband who was unconscious with swirls in his eyes. He’d mentioned earlier that Multi-Form took a lot of energy, and now he was feeling the aftereffects. Completely devoid of energy after a final vigorous ejaculation all over Eighteen’s body, the half-sized officer immediately fell passed out on the bed, his penis twitching as his clones vanished into thin air.
Though she’d have loved to continue, even Eighteen with her infinite stamina knew when it was time to call it quits, and needless to say, the night had been far from disappointing. To think Krillin planned out this much in advance, all just t make her happy on a single day. Clutching his whited-out face against her chest, Eighteen stroked his hair lovingly before reaching for the nearby lamp.
“Goodnight…and thanks.”
[Meanwhile]
A familiar trio of kids could be seen sleeping beneath the night sky on a rock overseeing the see. Besides the two boys could be seen two small chocolate hearts as the small blonde girl clutched onto a heart-shaped box. As the trio slept, a man with long flowing black hair glanced at the trio from afar.
“Hmhm, guess I owe those guys for letting me enjoy Valentine’s Day too.” Disappearing into the forest, the always alert Ranger soon ascended into the blackening sky, set to enjoy the few free hours he had left.