Goten looked at Trunks with a tired but excited smile on his face. The sun was starting to go down in the desert where they had been fighting all day. The ground was full of big holes and broken rocks from their powerful punches and energy blasts. Goten wiped some sweat from his forehead and said, "Let's end this, Trunks. Mom is waiting for me at home. I don't want to keep her worrying." As he spoke, he clenched his fists tightly. His body started to glow with a bright yellow light. His hair stood up straight, and sparks of electricity danced around him. This was his Super Saiyan 2 power slowly building up inside him, making him feel stronger than ever. The air around him felt hot and heavy, like a storm was coming.
Trunks nodded back, his eyes shining with the same kind of energy. He was breathing hard from all the fighting, but he didn't want to stop just yet. "Yeah, you're right. Mom should also be waiting for me too. I bet she's making dinner right now." Just like Goten, Trunks clenched his own fists. His Super Saiyan 2 aura began to surge through his body slowly. The golden light wrapped around him, and little bolts of lightning crackled in the air. His muscles tightened, and he felt the power rushing through every part of him. The two friends stood there for a moment, facing each other, their powers growing bigger and bigger. The desert wind blew sand around their feet, but they didn't care. They were ready for one last big clash.
Then, without any more words, both Saiyans moved like a blur. They dashed forward with incredible flight speed, faster than anyone could see. Their hands stretched out straight in front of them, aiming right at each other. The ground shook as they flew. Birds in the far away trees flew off in fear. In a split second, their hands collided with a loud boom that echoed across the whole desert. It was like two mountains crashing together. A huge explosion happened right there in the middle of them. The blast was so strong that it vaporized everything around—rocks turned to dust, sand melted into glass, and the air filled with smoke and fire. When the explosion ended, there was nothing left but a huge crater in the ground. The crater was deep and wide, with dust swirling in the air and the ground still hot like it had been baked in an oven. Steam rose from the edges, and small fires burned in some spots.
As the dust finally settled down slowly, piece by piece, and the debris—broken rocks and chunks of earth—rested quietly on the ground, the two Saiyans could be seen lying there in the middle of the crater. They were unable to stand up or even move much. Their bodies were too tired and hurt from the massive impact. Goten's clothes were half torn apart. His shirt was ripped open, exposing his strong chest that was covered in sweat and dirt. Parts of his trousers were burned and torn, hanging in shreds. There were flesh wounds all over his body that anyone could see—cuts and bruises on his arms, legs, and face. A little blood trickled from a scratch on his cheek, but he was still smiling a bit. He lay on his back, staring up at the sky, feeling the warm ground under him.
Trunks looked much worse than Goten. His clothes were fully burnt away by the explosion's heat. He was completely naked on the ground, his skin red and sore in places. Flesh wounds covered his body, and blood was spilling slowly from his arms, dripping onto the hot sand. It wasn't too much blood, but enough to make him feel weak. He looked up at the bright sky above him. The sun was orange now, and a gentle breeze blew across the crater. That breeze felt cool on his hot skin, giving him a bit of refreshment. It carried away some of the smoke and made him feel a little better, even though everything hurt.
"That was fun, Trunks," Goten said, his face happy despite all the pain. He was still unable to move, just laid there still, looking at the beautiful blue sky that was turning pink with the sunset."Let's do this again another time. I had a great time sparring with you."
"Yeah, let's do that," Trunks replied, his voice soft and tired. "I'm too weak right now. I guess I'll just sleep here for a while." His eyes were becoming a blur, everything looking fuzzy and dark. The breeze kept blowing, and he felt his body getting heavier. Before he knew it, his eyes finally closed, and he drifted off into sleep, right there in the crater.
"Me too," Goten said, his voice weak and low, like a whisper. His eyes slowly closed off immediately after that. The two friends lay there side by side, exhausted but happy, as the stars started to come out in the sky. The desert was quiet now, except for the soft wind.
Far away from Earth, in Universe 6, things were very different. On the planet where Lord Champa lived, everything was peaceful and full of life. The planet brimmed with beauty. There were wide green fields that stretched as far as the eye could see, soft and fresh like a giant carpet. Bright, transparent water flowed in the rivers, and it glowed with a magical light. The water would flow up into the air in sparkling streams and then fall back down like gentle rain, making everything wet and shiny. Flowers of all colors bloomed everywhere, and sweet smells filled the air. Birds with colorful feathers sang songs, and small animals played in the grass. It was a perfect place, far from any fighting or danger.
"Hey, Vados, is something wrong?" Champa asked. He was sitting on the green field, looking at Vados with concern. Both of their eyes locked on each other, staring deeply. Champa was the God of Destruction for Universe 6, a big purple cat-like being with a lot of power. Vados was his attendant, a tall and beautiful angel with long white hair and a calm face. She stood there in the green field, holding her angelic staff in her left hand. The staff was tall and shiny, with a glowing orb on top.
"Nothing, Lord Champa," Vados replied softly, her voice smooth like the flowing water. "I just thought I felt something right now. It was like a tiny shake in the universes, but it's gone now." She smiled a little, not worried at all. The green grass tickled her feet, and the glowing water nearby made soft splashing sounds.
Champa didn't say anything about that. Instead, he said, "Look at me, Vados." His voice was gentle but firm, like an order from a king. He reached out with his hand and romantically touched her face. His fingers were warm and careful, tracing her cheek. Vados was sitting down on the green field now, her legs crossed neatly. Her left hand still held the angelic staff tightly.
"Yes, Lord Champa," Vados replied, looking upwards at him. He was standing in front of her, tall and strong. His eyes were filled with something different—not anger or hunger for food, but a deep feeling of love and desire. The sun on their planet was warm, shining down on them and making their skin glow.
Champa gently played with her lips using his fingers. He touched them softly, feeling how smooth and full they were. "You're beautiful," he said, his voice low and full of admiration. Then, he leaned down, and his lips met hers with a soft touch. It was like a feather brushing against skin. Both of them closed their eyes at the same time, enjoying the moment. The kiss made their hearts beat faster.
Quickly, Vados's staff vanished from her hand in a puff of light. It disappeared like magic, leaving her hands free. Her left hand now romantically touched Champa's face, her fingers running through his fur gently. The kiss started slow and sweet, like they had all the time in the world. They tasted each other's lips, feeling the warmth and closeness. But then, it became rough. Champa's tail swung lustfully in the air, moving back and forth with excitement. It showed how much he wanted her. Vados pressed closer, her body responding to his.
"Ah," Champa withdrew his lips for a moment, breathing heavily. His eyes looked at her like a predator waiting to devour its prey—hungry and intense. "Take off your clothes, Vados," he ordered, his voice deep and commanding.
"Yes, my lord," Vados said obediently. She slowly and carefully took her clothes off, one piece at a time. First, she removed her top, letting it drop to the green grass. Then her skirt, and finally everything else. She dropped them gently to the ground, folding them a bit out of habit. The warm air felt good on her bare skin, and the grass was soft under her.
"This never gets old," Champa said, his eyes wide as he looked at her body. He stared at Vados's huge breasts, round and perfect, moving slightly with her breathing. Then her well-curved thighs, strong and smooth. Her lovely ass, full and inviting. And her well-shaped pussy, waiting there. Everything about her was beautiful, like a goddess from a dream.
"As always, Vados, you exceed my expectations. This is always wonderful," Champa exclaimed, his voice full of excitement. He raised his hand and said, "Hakai." In an instant, his clothes immediately vanished, destroyed by his power. Nothing was left but his naked body. His long, large, purple dick was fully erected, standing out proud and ready. It was thick and veiny, with purple hair at the base.
"Thank you, my lord," Vados replied, her cheeks a bit pink. "I am fully yours," she said, laying back on the green field. The grass cushioned her like a bed. She spread her legs wide, showing everything. Her pussy was slightly hairy and pink, glistening a little in the sunlight.
Champa slowly climbed on top of her, his body heavy but careful not to hurt her. He raised her right leg up high, holding it with one hand. Then, he penetrated her pussy slowly, pushing in inch by inch. He felt the warmth and tightness around him.
"Fuck, it's big," Vados exclaimed, her voice a mix of surprise and pleasure. She grabbed Champa's right hand with her own right hand, squeezing it tight.
"I know, Vados. You like it though, don't you?" Champa teased, a playful smile on his face. He pushed his dick more inside her pussy, feeling every part of her. His purple hairy dick slid in deeper.
"Ah, Lord Champa, don't stop," Vados pleaded, her eyes closed in bliss. Champa began moving in and out of her, slow at first, building up the rhythm.
"Clap, clap, clap, clap." The sounds started as their bodies met—his hips against hers, skin slapping skin.
Champa banged her hard and fast now. Her pussy quickly got wet, soaking his cock with her juices. It made everything slippery and hot. Without wasting time, his hands immediately grabbed her breasts. They were soft and full in his palms. His fingers pinched against her nipples, twisting them gently at first, then harder. Vados was already sweating from the hard fuck. Beads of sweat rolled down her face and body, mixing with the grass. She moaned louder than before, her voice echoing in the open field. But Champa didn't stop. He just continued banging that pussy, with a menacing smile that spread across his face. He loved hearing her sounds and feeling her body shake.
"Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap." He went even harder, his hips moving like a machine. Her pussy exploded with more wetness, dripping down onto the grass.
"Yeah, yeah, that's it, Vados. Keep moaning for me. Call me King Champa. Call me Lord Fucker," Champa ordered, his voice rough with lust. His mouth came down hard on her breasts, sucking one nipple deep into his mouth. He used his tongue to lick and bite softly. His left arm held one of her legs mid-air, keeping her open for him.
"Yes, King Champa! Ah, ah, ah, ah, Lord Fucker!" she called out, moaning louder and louder. Her body arched up, pushing against him. Champa sucked her breasts heavily, leaving little marks.
Sweat poured from both of them. Lust filled their minds, heat from their bodies warmed the air, moans escaped their lips, and the sound of clapping—clap, clap, clap—filled the whole field. The glowing water nearby seemed to sparkle brighter, like it was watching. Birds stopped singing, and the wind blew softly around them.
"Alright, Vados, turn around," Champa ordered after a while. He pulled his dick out temporarily. It was wet and shiny from her, rock hard, pumping slowly with his heartbeat.
Vados, not wasting any time, turned facing the other way. She got on her hands and knees, mounting into a doggy position. Her ass was up in the air, inviting him. The grass felt cool on her palms and knees.
Champa immediately grabbed her ass from behind with both hands. He squeezed the soft flesh, feeling how perfect it was. Then he pushed his dick in slowly again, from the back this time. It went deep, filling her completely.
"Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap." He began banging even harder this time. The position let him go deeper and faster. Vados moaned even louder, her voice shaking with each thrust. Champa's hands grabbed her ass even more tightly, his fingers digging in. Her ass was already sweating, slick and hot. Champa leaned down and licked it, tasting the salt on her skin.
"Ah, yes, harder, Lord Champa! I'm almost cumming," she ordered, her voice desperate. She bent even lower, pushing her ass back against him to feel more.
"CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP." The sounds were louder now, echoing off the distant mountains. Champa pounded with all his strength.
"I'm there! Ahhhhhh!" Champa said, his body tensing. His sperm burst into Vados, hot and thick, filling her up.
"Me too!" Vados screamed, her whole body shaking. Both climaxed at the same time, waves of pleasure crashing over them. Her pussy clenched around him, milking every drop.
"Fuck, that was intense," Vados said, collapsing to the ground, exhausted. She lay on her side, breathing hard, her body glistening with sweat.
"Yeah," Champa replied, falling down beside her. He was just as tired, his chest rising and falling fast. His left hand remained on her ass, gently rubbing it as they rested in the green field under the glowing sky. The planet's beauty surrounded them, and they lay there together, content and close.