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Android Eighteen's Sexual Corruption	By : usurpman Category: -Misc Anime > General Views: 6967 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had happened a couple of days ago. Master Roshi was outside, by the lake, with his turtle friend and the pig, whose name she could not recall right now, or even remotely care about. Eighteen was hanging around the house, bored to death, waiting for Krillin to get home. Suddenly, her body movements started to feel heavy and clumsy. The leg she moved was not the one she wanted to. The same for the arms. Her eyesight was blurry and her hearing was compromised. Her body temperature was rising fast. Somehow, she managed to reach the couch and waited it out. After about a half hour, the issues were gone.
Initially, she considered whatever happened to be a fluke problem caused by Dr. Gero’s changes to her body. That had all happened eight years ago. A lot had changed since then, and Cell was long gone. Still, the next day, it happened again, but more intensely. She got worried and contacted Bulma to analyze her body to verify if there was something wrong. These problems were also the reason she wanted to kick Krillin out of the apartment so much. If he discovered that there was something wrong with her, he would be so worried that he would not be able to do anything else.
Eighteen truly loved Krillin. He made her feel feelings of emotional satisfaction that she never felt before in her life. He was kind, funny and affectionate with her. Despite bringing her plenty of happiness on the emotional level, Krillin lacked on the physical one. His cock’s length and thickness were subpar, along with his sexual stamina and sexual skills. Also, not that she particularly cared about this part, but he ejaculated little semen each time, and had a pretty long recovery time to go again. Because of these things, Eighteen was not sexually fulfilled, but these things did not matter to her so long as she could be with him. Still, she knew he had a fragile self-esteem, so she always made sure to pretend whenever they had sex.
It was because of how much she cared about him that she decided to keep this low-key and fix it herself. After blowing him off and cleaning the floor, she looked around the house to make sure neither Master Roshi or his friends would ask her where she was going. The house being empty, she flew away to Capsule Corp.
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It was one hour later and she was in one of Bulma’s labs. It was a small place. She was sitting down on a reclining chair, waiting for Bulma to come in. Before Eighteen had a chance to explain why she was there, the scientist had to go do something about Trunks, forcing her to wait.
There were a couple of desks with computers, cabinets and other devices that she did not understand. There was some sort of X-ray device, or whatever it was, hanging above her. It probably moved down to get closer to her when necessary.
After a few minutes, Bulma walked into the room. She was sporting a long lab coat. It was buttoned up completely. Her hair was slightly shorter than Eighteen’s, basically cloning that of Trunks from the future. Curiously enough, she was wearing nothing on her feet.
‘I guess she likes to stay comfortable around her place.’
“Hey, Eighteen…” Bulma sounded tired. She gave a long yawn after greeting the android.
The blue-haired woman approached her and sat on the chair behind the desk. It felt impersonal, since the table was between the two of them, meaning Eighteen had to turn her head to the side to see Bulma in that position.
“I’m sorry if this is a bad time, Bulma, but I really… Ah…” something caught Eighteen’s attention on Bulma’s face. She quite explicitly glared at it. Upon closer inspection, it was a drop of some sort of gooey liquid right to the side of her lips.
Upon looking down at the floor, she could also see below the desk. The gooey liquid seemed to also be dripping down from inside Bulma’s coat. The android quickly made the mental connection of what the liquid was.
‘Oh, she wasn’t with Trunks, she was probably with Vegeta, having sex… Is that why she’s so tired?’
“Eighteen? Hello? Is something the matter? You stopped halfway through.” Bulma was snapping her fingers to call her attention.
“Right. My body has been presenting some malfunctions in the past couple of days and I was hoping you could somehow check me out and see if you find anything wrong.”
“I guess you can’t really go to a doctor, right? Ha ha.” Bulma gave her a friendly smile. Despite being clearly tired, she still maintained her typical energetic behavior.
The blonde woman turned her head to look back at the entrance door. This time, she also noticed drops of the liquid on the floor, forming a trail all the way to where Bulma is sitting.
‘Incredible! That’s so much semen. Vegeta must have incredible stamina. And it’s dripping from inside her lab coat, so that must mean she got creampied… Still, it’s kind of sloppy that she didn’t clean up.’
“Oh, you noticed it, did you?”
“Huh?!” Eighteen immediately turned her face to Bulma. She didn’t want to go through the awkwardness that might ensue, so she chose to lie. “No, I didn’t notice anything.”
“You don’t need to lie to me, Eighteen. We’re friends, right?”
“Well… I suppose I did notice something…” ‘This is so awkward! Why didn’t you just take my cue?!’ “I get it, you and Vegeta are a couple, no big deal.”
“Oh, you think that was from Vegeta cumming inside me?” Bulma grinned.
“Well, yeah, who else would it be?” the android genuinely pondered.
“No, you’re right. It’s totally from Vegeta. You know how it is, when they go super saiyan, they just can’t stop. Please put your arms on the arms of the chair and your legs on the legs of the chair.”
Eighteen positioned herself properly, resting her head on the chair as well. After a few seconds staying still, cuffs came out from within the chair and locked her wrists, feet and neck in place. This sudden action surprised Eighteen.
“Is this necessary?” she tried to glance at Bulma, but she could not see her from this angle.
“It’s just to make sure you don’t move. I’ll start doing some scans, now. Tell me if you feel anything weird, okay?”
The chair reclined until she was essentially lying down on it, while the device above her came all the way down to nearly touching Eighteen’s skin. Now, if she looked to the side, she could see Bulma. Somewhat worried about what the results might be and also somewhat bored, she looked up with the flattest of facial expressions.
The device started moving slowly from her head to her feet and vice-versa, as if scanning her repeatedly.
“It’s going to take us some time, I hope you didn’t schedule anything for today. I’m already getting some results here…”
A few minutes passed. Eighteen was no longer worried, being purely bored now.
“This is interesting. Dr. Gero had programmed a lot more functions in you that never got activated. Really impressive…” Bulma started using her keyboard to do something.
“Like what…?”
“Nothing concrete for now, sorry. Anyway, how’s Krillin?”
“He’s alright. Lazy as always, I have to motivate him to do anything.”
This was another thing that bothered Eighteen. Her husband was not as manly as she would like, and needed way too much support from her to feel good about himself. Ironically enough, when it came to sex, he simply focused on himself, being very selfish.
“How is he in bed?”
“Bad. I wish his cock was longer and thicker, that he’d last longer and that he’d ejaculate much more semen with each load.” ‘Wait, what did I just-?!’
Bulma giggled on the desk. “I was just testing out one of the functions, sorry. I really needed to know whether this would make you unable to refuse responding the truth. I’ll turn it off now.”
Eighteen was furious. ‘She didn’t have to choose THAT specific question! And why did Dr. Gero even have something like this?’
“Okay, I think I found something here. I don’t know what side effects this might have, but I’ll be testing out some things, okay? Let me know if it affects you in any way.”
Something started to build up inside of Eighteen. Her nether region was warming up. Her nipples hardened. Despite doing her best to ignore whatever was happening, she could feel her pussy moistening up. She tried to look down at her legs, but her neck was locked to the chair, forcing her to look only up.
Eighteen started to feel very excited. Her breathing got faster and rougher. Her mouth was open and her tongue was slightly out to the side. She started to pant silently. The pussy region of her pants started to darken, wet from her pussy juices.
“What… What are you…? A-a-ah…” Eighteen could barely speak straight. She started to feel a tingle on her feet. First, it tingled a bit and then stopped. It was very subtle; you would have to be looking for it to notice it from the outside. Then, the tingle became consistent, focused solely on her feet.
Slowly, it built up all the way to her knees. To Eighteen, this hell felt like it took forever. The tingling just would not stop, and it moved far too slowly across her legs. It was hard to describe how it felt, but it was good. Definitely something she had never felt before.
It reached her thighs. ‘O-oh G-god…! What is this, Nghn… Unghn… It feels so- A-ah….’ in a few minutes, it had made its way to her pussy. The tingling was more intense now, nearing a mini-convulsion. She was sweating and breathing as if she had run a marathon. Her heart was pumping extremely fast. Her pussy felt incredible. It was aching greatly, in a way she had never felt. Her clitoris was twitching, and her feet moved left and right to the limits of their range. Her tongue was completely out of her mouth. Both her eyes were staring continuously at the ceiling, totally unfocused. Her abdomen was contracted, her hands bent and clutching the air, her toes curved.
“B-BULMA, WH-what IS- Oh! Ohh! Nhaa!” the shaking and twitching made its way to her belly, covering over half her body.
“I know, I know! I was examining the issues you had and thought I had something. I’m on it.” she pressed some keys on her keyboard and got up. “Okay, it’ll start turning off now. I’ll go get some coffee and check up on Trunks. We’ll continue the scanning once I’m back.” Bulma got up.
“Ah! Ahn! Don’t- Oh! Wait- Nha! Nhgg! Please, don’t go- Unghn!!” her words were incessantly made incomprehensible thanks to her strained moaning.
Ignoring her pleas, the scientist left the room. Unlike the promise Bulma made, the feeling did not stop. It was already up to her neck line. Eighteen’s body was showered in sweat, her facial expression completely twisted in agony; her eyes rolled back, her tongue to the side, dripping saliva. Still, the smile on her face was recognizable to anyone. She was feeling an amount of pleasure completely inhuman. Her whole body was consistently convulsing, locked down by the chair’s cuffs. If not for them, she would definitely be on the ground, twisting and shaking like a fish out of the water.
After a few minutes, which felt like an eternity, the tingling reached her forehead. There was nowhere else for it to go. She remained in that state for several minutes. She shook, twitched, twisted, bent and struggled, but whatever the cuffs were made off, she was stuck to them. She had a genuine six-pack on her belly, due to how strongly she was contracting her abs.
“Stop! Ah! Ahh! Ahn! Ohh! Ohn!! Please, I’m going crazy, STOP! Nhga! Ungh! Stop- NUnhg! I’ll do- Ghnhga!!”
The tingling did not get any stronger, but it also did not get any weaker. It simply remained a constant variable, forcing her to pointlessly trash her body with all of her strength, to no avail. Her cries of pleasure filled the room. ‘I’m going crazy! Why isn’t she coming back already?! Help me! Get me out of this, stop it! She said it’d stop but it didn’t!!’
“Woahhh!! Aaaahhhh!! Oooohhhh!!” she shrieked as loud as she could. Someone had to hear her and make this stop. She could not take any more pleasure.
‘I’m going to die!! I can’t take anymore!! Is this what an orgasm feels like?! I don’t want to orgasm anymore, it’s too muuuuuch!!’
Suddenly, the tingling stopped. For a few short seconds, Eighteen’s entire body stayed still at its current frame. Abs contracted, wrist nearly broken, fingers twisted, toes curved, feet bent, lips bitten to the point of injury, eyes crossed. And then, a feeling exploded inside of her. She arched her lower back as much as she could within her restraints and let out the scream of her life.
“NHGAAAAAAAA!!! I’M CUUUUuuUUuUuuuuUMMiiinnNHGAAAAASTOooooAAAaapphhh!!!!! HIIIiiiiieeeEEEEELLPPPPHHHH!!!!! GET ME WOooooooohhhhhhhhhHHUUT OF HIEeeeEEEEREEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
This was not her only scream, but it certainly was the only one with any understandable words. She continued to shriek for a several minutes, until exhaustion kicked in and her body had no more strength to go on. Her body went fully limp, still stuck to her restraints. Her eyes were no longer crossed, but they looked nowhere, as if they were in a dimension of their own. Her mouth formed one big and twisted smile, an involuntary reaction caused by the huge pleasure she just felt.

On the corner of her eyes, she could swear she saw a camera move, but her mind was too dumb to care or even realize it. She continued to lie there, giving up on being alive for a while. The pool of sweat and pussy juice under her was dripping down onto the floor, and her pants were was wet as if she had peed herself, a result of how much she squirted during this entire endeavor.
After some amount of time, Bulma walked into the room. She saw Eighteen lying on the bed.
“I’m so sorry, I wound up falling asleep- Oh my god, what happened to you?!” the scientist expressed surprise.
“Came… Ha ha… Came a lot… My pussy felt super good… Hah…” to the best of her current condition, she muttered some words trying to explain what had transpired.
Bulma moved to the computer. She examined the monitor and pressed some keys on her keyboard.
“Oh no, I can’t believe I forgot to switch it off! I left you stuck on the edging function for thirty minutes?! No wonder you went crazy! But at least you managed to orgasm, right? So there was some upside…” despite Bulma’s choice of words, she still giggled at the end of her sentence.
“What now… Do I cum more… Do I have to cum a bunch more…?”
“I’m going to turn on the rest and recovery functions and continue scanning with you offline, to avoid more accidents. Just by looking at what I have here, it’d be dangerous to mess around with you awake anymore. Have a good night, Eighteen.”
“Okay, ha ha… Good night… I’ll cum in my dream…”
The pussy juice-covered android closed her eyes and fell asleep as per her programming.
“Now that she’s asleep, let’s fully explore her capabilities. I think you and I will have a lot of fun, Eighteen…” Bulma stopped acting concerned and grinned. “I mean, just look at her. That smile on her face tells me all I need to know. I’m doing her a favor.”
Bulma was not wrong. Eighteen’s face had the most twisted smile of them all: The smile of a slut who had just learned what it meant to feel true pleasure.
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