This choice: Vaporize him with a ki blast • Go Back...Chapter #4Buu's Desires (Momentarily) Delayed... by: Wuff Fox   Buu held out the palm of her hand, a small burst of energy charging before it as the old lecherous man screamed in dismay before he was completely obliterated, only a small, black scorch mark and a pair of sunglasses lying on the ground remaining of the wise, if lustful, mentor.
The collected screams and gasps of the Z Fighters and those they brought with them broke the silence as the naked, pink monster smiled, turning towards them, "Now..." She grinned, "Who will satisfy me fir-"
Her question was cut short by the screams of the little girl, Marron, as she clung to her father's pant leg. Lady Buu turned towards her, growling with fury as she pointed at the young one.
"Make the little thing stop now!" She shouted.
Krillin stammered as he picked the girl up, trying to shush her, "Please! Just calm down baby!"
Unfortunately, the child wouldn't stop wailing, Lady Buu herself starting to growl louder in frustration as she covered her "ears" and shouted, "Make it stop! Make. It. Stop!" She roared as she grabbed the young girl in her hand.
For the brief time Lady Buu held Marron in her clutches, she stopped crying, instead her face filled with a mix of terror and surprise before the female monster turned about and tossed the girl over the edge of the lookout, screaming as she went.
"N-No! What did you do?!" Krillin cried out in panic as he ran towards the immense drop before Lady Buu grabbed her in her arms.
"You humans are disgusting in your stupidity! First two of you attack me, and look how that turned out! Now one of you tries to run?! You will pay for this you pathetic weakling!"
Krillin screamed as the pink woman began to seemingly melt, the goo she turned into quickly enveloping him as he tried to escape from her clutches. The last things the rest of the survivors managed to see before Krillin was completely consumed were his frightened, frenzied struggles.
"Krillin! NO!" Yamcha shouted in dismay for his friend.
"What did you do with him?!" Bulma cried out.
The pink, amorphous goo soon reformed into its voluptuous, feminine shape, the details reforming into those of Buu's new female form, though now clothed in white wrappings, similar to those he wore before, but much more snug, showing off her pleasing curves.
"Silence, all of you!" She commanded, the gathered survivors quivering in fear, but saying nothing, "Good... Now... after seeing that stupid old man and dealing with those loud fools, Buu isn't horny anymore... At least for now..." She pouted, cupping a clothed, though still large breast in her hand before letting it go and bounce.
The people gathered before her sighed in relief, the effect her fluids had once had on them seemingly worn off, but their fear returned full-force when her sad, full, pouting lips curled into a malicious grin, "But I do still want a challenge... And I think the time is up!"
She cackled as she lifted her palm in the air, then hurled an energy blast at the hourglass, shattering it into numerous pieces with a loud crash.
"Now... Where is this mighty warrior I have hear of..? The one that I came here for..."
She strutted through the gathered crowd of fighters and loved ones, sniffing at them all as if searching for the one she was looking for, the mighty warrior, "I guess it isn't any of you..." She grumbled, "I could destroy you all in seconds, This is pathetic, disappointing..."
She turned away from the crowd, heaving her rather large bosoms into the air as she leaned back and shouted, "Where is he?! WHO IS POWERFUL ENOUGH TO DEFEAT ME?!"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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