Android 18, the Saiyan-Sitter Ch.1 (Dragon Ball)

Summary: Bulma and Chi-Chi don't trust their sons to keep the house intact, so they ask Eighteen to be a babysitter. Eighteen, having nothing else to do, agrees to their request. Turns out that having two hormone-filled Saiyans barely into adulthood along with a beautiful but bored woman in the same house ends up with fucking. Lots and lots of fucking.

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Eighteen frowned as she stood with her arms crossed in her usual pose. Chi-Chi and Bulma were both practically begging her to babysit their sons while they took a well-deserved vacation.

“Aren’t they at an age when babysitters are unnecessary? Those two punks seem fine on their own.”

Right as Eighteen finished her sentence, a loud explosion broke open the wall of the house.

BOOM!

“Mom! Look at what Trunks did!”

Chi-Chi and Bulma closed their eyes in symphony and groaned loudly.

Eighteen tilted her head and looked at the devastation curiously. It reminded her of the fun times when she went wild in her early years.

After Gotten and Trunks ran away to cause more trouble, Chi-Chi turned to Eighteen and begged, “See why we’re asking you? You are the only one who can keep them under control. I don’t want to ask a normal human to do something impossible.”

Eighteen tapped her pointed chin with a finger and thought about it. She really did have nothing else to do, and it might even turn out to be fun. Eighteen had been living life as an average human for so long that she had almost forgotten how it felt to use her powers.

With a slight shrug from her slender shoulders, Eighteen said, “I guess I can do it. I’d like to see them try this under my watch.”

Bulma sighed with relief, “We owe you a big one, Eighteen.” Chi-Chi nodded rapidly as if to say she agreed.

Eighteen waved her hand, “It’s not a big deal. You guys go have some fun.”

Chi-Chi and Bulma almost ran away from the house with their packed bags as if they were afraid that Eighteen would change her mind.

“Bye, Eighteen! We’ll be back before you know it! Thanks again!”

Eighteen had a small smirk on her face as she waved them off. They really didn’t have to worry about her changing her mind. Her stubbornness wouldn’t let her.

“Hey! Where’s mom going?”

Eighteen turned around to look at two boys who were slightly shorter than her. Well, calling them boys would really be an insult.

Goten and Trunks had Saiyan genes that were truly unfair to the extreme. Eighteen guessed that they were barely of age, but they were built like men who couldn’t go a day without the gym. The only fault, of course, was the height. Eighteen wondered if they were destined to be shorter than average like Krillin. But, after thinking of their fathers, Eighteen concluded that they still had room to grow.

Eighteen then noticed both boys’ dazed look as they stared at her. She realized that she didn’t answer Goten yet, so she replied, “They wanted to go on a vacation. They also think you two aren’t grown up enough to stay home alone, so here I am.”

Goten and Trunk stared at Eighteen for a little too long before realizing what she said. Goten blurted out, “Hey! We aren’t kids anymore!”

Eighteen gave a pointed glance to the blown-up wall before looking back at the sheepish boys. “Then who destroyed part of their house then complained to their moms?”

Trunks shuffled in place while looking down at the ground in embarrassment. Feeling that she had gone far enough, Eighteen gave them an olive branch, “Looks, boys. You can have your fun, but don’t go around ruining your own house. That’s pretty much the only rule I have. Other than that, go wild.”

Goten and Trunks looked at each other and nodded in agreement. Trunks said, “We’ll behave ourselves!”

“Good,” Eighteen replied with a smile, “Now shoo, that TV is calling for me.”

Eighteen’s hair fluttered from the speed of the two boys vanishing. She had to remind herself that they were Saiyans, not ordinary young men. It was surprisingly easy to forget that fact in the few times that they stayed still.

Eighteen sauntered to the living room with a satisfying stretch before claiming the couch. She used every inch of space with her feet crossed on one end while her arm propped up her head. Eighteen would use the well-deserved break to forget Krillin and his incessant attention. She knew that the man wished for her to be human all those years ago, but she still hadn’t given in to his constant date requests.

Eighteen knew that she would eventually cave, but she didn’t like the idea of settling. But what other option did she have? The inhabitants of this planet were so weak that Eighteen would probably kill most of them accidentally if she had sex with them. The few superpowered men who called this place home were either married or not interested in romance. It left very few options for Eighteen, and Krillin was one of those few options.

Sometimes she felt that it was a tragedy that a beautiful woman like her would be stuck with a man like Krillin. But she had to face reality.

While Eighteen was lamenting the state of her life, Goten and Trunks were a mile away from their house. They weren’t training or doing anything that they usually do. Instead, they were staring into the window, watching Eighteen relax on the couch.

“Goten?”

“Yeah?”

“Did you ever realize that Eighteen is pretty? Like really pretty?”

Goten didn’t take his eyes off Eighteen as he replied, “I never thought about it, but yeah. She’s pretty.”

It wasn’t as if the young Saiyans didn’t know what a good-looking woman was. After all, they did have eyes, but Goten and Trunks were always more interested in sparring and having fun than chasing after girls. Eighteen was their awakening.

She was literally built to be a perfect human being by Dr. Gero. Being turned into an actual human didn’t change that fact one bit. All of the features that Eighteen had as an android, she still had as a human.

Her blonde hair was silky as ever, ending just above her shoulders while perfectly framing her elfin face. That was highlighted by her big blue eyes and a small button nose above her pink lips. Of course, since Goten and Trunks were hormone-filled young men, they were much more focused on Eighteen’s body.

In contrast to her delicate face, the rest of Eighteen was exactly the opposite, as if Dr. Gero decided to make her body as lewd as possible. Her enormous tits hung proudly on her chest and were unbelievably perky despite their size. The tight shirt she was wearing showed off her toned abs and tiny waist. But it quickly flared out to wide hips, which led to a fat ass that Eighteen no-doubt had to struggle to fit into her tight jeans.

Basically, Eighteen was a man’s wet dream come to life. And two boys that barely reached adulthood had no chance.

“You think our moms won’t come back for a while?”

Goten shared a glance with Trunks before turning back to greedily drink in the sight of Eighteen’s stretching her body. They could see a sliver of her midriff as the shirt rode up her body.

In unison, they muttered, “I hope so.”

[Break]

Eighteen quickly found herself falling into a familiar feeling of boredom after a few days. The boys were suspiciously compliant with her one rule, so she didn’t need to ever use her powers to get them in control. She puffed out some air to blow a strand of blonde hair away from her face and wondered what to do now.

Her first option was to make up some new rules so the boys would act out at her unfairness. But that might also make them dislike her, something that Eighteen didn’t want since they were pretty good kids. And there was the fact that they would both become ridiculously powerful in the future. Once again, it’s not smart to make them dislike her because she was bored.

Eighteen was about to give up on finding a solution when she noticed something from the corner of her eye. A short distance from the house, no more than a mile away, were the two boys that Eighteen was tasked to babysit. And they were staring into the house with an intense gaze.

Eighteen didn’t know what was so interesting until she got off the couch to look around the house in confusion. A quick look out the window at the two boys gave her the answer.

Wherever Eighteen moved, the eyes on Goten and Trunks followed. The young Saiyans were staring at her. She smirked, flipped her hair back over her shoulders, and returned to the couch. It was just two new admirers discovering her beauty. Eighteen thought it was too bad that they weren’t a decade older. While they were considered adults, the two boys were far too immature for a woman of Eighteen’s caliber.

But it wouldn’t hurt to have some innocent fun.

[Break]

“I don’t know how much more I can take Trunks.”

“Mmmm.”

“Seriously, how can she dress like that? I know she said that she ran out of clothes, but that doesn’t mean that she should walk around in her underwear!”

“Mmmm.”

“I mean, I like Eighteen and everything, but she’s treating my house like it’s hers.”

“Mmmm.”

“Trunks! Are you even listening?”

Trunks snapped out of his lust-filled state and looked away from Eighteen’s bouncing tits with a bright red flush on his face. He looked at Goten and stuttered, “I-I have to go to the bathroom.”

A cloud of dust was left in Trunks’ place, and Goten groaned in exasperation. Goten didn’t really blame Trunks for being slow right now. It took Goten all of his willpower to look away from Eighteen’s perfect body, and to be honest, Goten wasn’t even sure why he was bothering to.

He fidgeted in the spot that he and Trunks had made home ever since Eighteen started to babysit and wondered if he should stop this. Goten always felt a little guilty at peeping at Eighteen without her knowing, but there wasn’t really an easy way to come clean. After more thinking, Goten thought of an idea that he thought should be foolproof.

He would fly at full speed into the house and surprise Eighteen. Goten hoped that he wouldn’t get a beat down from her for getting an eyeful, but that was a risk he had to take to soothe his guilt. After that, Goten assumed that Eighteen would be more careful with what she wore around the house. It would take away the eye candy, but it was the right thing to do.

“Alright,” Goten muttered out loud, “Let’s do this.”

“HAH!”

His black hair turned yellow as a golden aura erupted around him. Goten kicked off the ground and rocketed towards the house, and within a blink of an eye, he was standing in the living room in front of a bra-clad Eighteen.

Eighteen had been watching the two boys drool over her through the window before Trunks had run off somewhere. She watched curiously as Goten seemed to be going through some sort of existential crisis before he suddenly powered up into a Super Saiyan. Before she could even react, Goten was right in front of her.

Eighteen had many thoughts racing through her mind at that moment. What was Goten’s plan? Was he planning to take her by force after being teased daily? Would she really mind if that was the case? Eighteen looked at Goten, who was ogling her tits with a red face before he yelled, “I’m so sorry, Eighteen! I didn’t think you’d be almost naked!”

Eighteen tilted her head curiously and wondered what Goten was doing. She knew for a fact that these two boys had seen more of her body than another man in the world, so why pretend like this was the first time?

“I swear I didn’t mean to!” Goten continued, “I’ll try not to barge in again, but you shouldn’t be walking around like this anyway.”

Eighteen watched as Goten looked away from her tits for the first time. She mentally applauded him for that. Even Eighteen had to admit that she had a fantastic pair. But she already knew what Goten’s plan was at this point. That apparent existential crisis was just Goten’s guilt, and this whole act was to let Eighteen know not to walk around in a skimpy bra and ever skimpier panties.

Well, that’s too bad for Goten. The exact opposite was going to happen. Eighteen had been having the worst experience in finding an intimate partner, and the frustration was building to levels that might actually make Eighteen turn evil again. At that moment, with Goten struggling to look away from her exposed skin, Eighteen decided that she would make the boys’ dream come true.

With an unconcerned shrug, Eighteen said, “It’s alright, Goten. I don’t really mind if you see me like this.”

“I know, I didn’t mean to barge….” Goten trailed off, “What?”

Eighteen smirked and crossed her arms under her ample bust, pushing her already perky tits higher for Goten’s viewing pleasure. “I don’t mind. It’s not like you aren’t an adult. And I’m certainly not shy.”

Goten gulped as the situation rapidly changed. He thought about the possible reactions that Eighteen would have, and he was ready for almost anything, but not this. He pushed his luck a little and asked, “So you don’t mind if I just stand here and look?”

Eighteen raised a golden eyebrow. “If you power down, you can even move to get a closer look.”

In the next moment, Eighteen found herself standing inches away from a drooling Goten with black hair. She couldn’t stop the proud smirk from appearing on her face. Eighteen never really got the chance to take the next step with a man. With the way Goten was struggling to keep his hands from grabbing her, Eighteen was sure that would change at any moment.

Bringing a perfectly manicured finger to her glossy, pink lips, Eighteen said, “Now that I think about it. You must have some experience with girls, right? I’m sure a strong Saiyan like you has a hoard of them after you.”

Goten stared at the way her arm squished into her soft boob as Eighteen tapped her lips. He would love to be that arm right now. Goten distractedly said, “No, no girls. I just train all day.”

Eighteen let out a fake gasp and moved back in shock, making her body jiggle in all the right places. “That’s just a waste! I can’t let a young man like you ruin your life like that! How about I give you some pointers?”

Goten couldn’t stop his cock from stiffening anymore. But in case he was misreading something, he croaked out, “Pointers?”

“Pointers,” Eighteen nodded, “Like in one of your spars with Trunks, except this time, it’ ’ll be with me.”

Goten audibly gulped as Eighteen moved closer and whispered into his ear, “Only, our fight would involve you fucking my brains out while I try to hold on to my sanity.”

“Oh.”

Eighteen felt a large bump poking into her leg. She looked down and almost squealed in joy at the size of the cock that was tenting Goten’s pants. The cockhead was the size of one of her clenched fists, and the shaft looked to be as thick as her arm just from looking at the tube-shaped bulge. That was just a guess though, the only way Eighteen would know for sure was to have it directly in her hands.

She pressed herself to Goten’s muscular body and snaked her hands down to cup his stiff shaft. “Oh my, Goten. If this is as big as I feel it is, I think we’ll have a great few weeks.”

She giggled when his cock twitched at her words before gasping in shock when Goten grabbed her ass roughly and sunk his hands into her fat cheeks. “Glad to see that you’re man enough to take control. What else can you do to impress me?”

Goten honestly wasn’t sure what was happening right now. All he knew was that he loved the feeling of filling his hands with Eighteen’s ass. Since she did ask for more, Goten went with his instincts.

Eighteen gasped when she was pushed back onto the couch and let herself fall on the soft cushion. Goten followed right after and buried his face into soft tits, letting himself drown in marshmallow heaven. Eighteen just dug her fingers in his spicy hair and pulled him closer. She felt him slobbering on tits, his spit seeping into her bra and pebbling her nipples under his assault.

“You know I told your mother that you were too old to have a babysitter? But I might have to rethink that with how much you love my breasts.”

Goten bit down on her nipple through her bra before pulling away. He made sure to grope her jugs as he said, “As long as I get to squeeze these, I don’t care.”

Eighteen bit her glossy bottom lip when Goten pinched her nipples between his fingers and pulled up. She arched her back and moaned loudly at the stinging pain before he let her nipples go. Eighteen looked at him with bright blue eyes and taunted, “Is that it? You get a feel of my chest and call it a day?”

Goten planned to spend more time playing with her tits, but her taunt worked. Never say that a Saiyan isn’t easy to lead around. Just say that they can’t do something, and the Saiyan would go after it relentlessly.

The loud rip of Goten’s clothes was like music to Eighteen’s ears. Her eyes greedily took in his muscle packet physique and the large slab of meat protruding from his crotch. It looked just as good as it felt, and Eighteen felt her mouth water at how delicious it looked. His large cum-tanks topped off the treat that Eighteen’s eyes were given. She could already imagine the copious amount of ball-juice that she would be filled with today.

“Mmmm,” Eighteen licked her lips slowly, “You wouldn’t mind giving me a taste? Would you?”

Goten scrambled up her body and planted himself on her massive chest. Her soft flesh surrounded his balls as his purpling cockhead got a wet kiss from the blonde bombshell. Goten shuddered as he involuntarily pushed into Eighteen’s mouth. She didn’t mind.

Eighteen hollowed out her cheeks and drew more of Goten’s cock inside her mouth. He moaned over her, leaned forward to plant his hands above her head, and mindlessly pushed himself deeper. Eighteen’s blue eyes widened in brief shock at the feeling of an arm-think monster of a cock expanding her throat. She coughed and gagged violently around Goten’s thick cock as her lungs burned with the lack of air. But if someone looked at Eighteen’s eyes, they would see a woman that was in complete bliss.

This was all she had ever wanted, even though she hadn’t known it till now.

Gotten shoved more of his cock inside Eighteen’s throat until her button nose was pressed deep into his crotch as his heavy cum-filled balls planted themselves on her dainty chin. Eighteen’s eyes rolled up from the lack of air as her legs started to shake from her pussy spasming from her throat getting filled to the limit.

“Goten! This isn’t fair!”

Goten flinched at the unexpected voice and instinctively pulled out his cock from its warm sheathe to get into a fighting position. Eighteen gasped and wheezed in the background as she tried to fill her deprived lungs with oxygen.

Trunks gaped at Goten’s saliva-covered dick and looked at a red-faced Eighteen. He wasn’t sure if he should pat Goten on the back for getting a girl like Eighteen to suck his dick or stew in jealousy. Trunks was mostly depressed that Goten had actually got the woman they lusted over for days now while he had gone to jack off in privacy.

Before the two could come to an argument, Eighteen’s hoarse voice was heard, “Who said that I can’t handle both of you at once? Just get over here and fuck me!”

Goten immediately placed himself on Eighteen’s tits and shoved his cock back into her tight throat with a satisfied moan.

“GLURKH. GLARKH. HWARRKH.”

Trucks gaped as his best friend used their so-called babysitter’s throat like it was his fucktoy. He was even more surprised at Eighteen trying to push more of Goten’s cock into her mouth as if she wasn’t already struggling with what was invading her throat.

Trunks didn’t want to just stand there like a loser and watch the hottest woman he had ever seen get destroyed by his friend, so Trunk joined them on the couch and slid down Eighteen’s panties. It was a piece of string that barely covered her tight pussy, but even that wasn’t impeding Trunks anymore.

Trunks quickly pulled off his training clothes and shuffled up until his wide cockhead was pressed against Eighteen’s tightly sealed pussy. It almost seemed impossible for Trunks to get inside. Still, after hearing Goten rail the blonde’s throat relentlessly, he was determined to do the same to her pussy.

Eighteen wasn’t aware of Trunks preparing to punch his cock into her womb. She was far too distracted by Goten drilling his cock into her throat. Her whole world consisted of the sight of Goten’s black pubic hair descending on her nose with every threat, his massive cum-tanks slamming down on her chin, and his monstrous cock expanding her tight throat. Eighteen simply had no attention to spare on what Trunks was doing, which would soon change.

Trunks had a slightly smaller cock compared to Goten’s when measuring in length, but he made up for that by being thicker. If Goten’s was as wide as Eighteen’s arm, Trunks would be that plus an extra inch. Unknowing to Trunks, it would be impossible to fuck Eighteen’s throat like Goten is doing due to his thickness. Luckily, her pussy didn’t have those limitations.

Eighteen froze in surprise. Her legs shot up to point at the ceiling as her feet curled pleasure. A loud shriek was blocked from escaping Eighteen’s mouth by the cock lodged in her throat, but Goten felt the vibrations around his dick. Goten heard a wet smack behind him, almost sounding similar to his balls bouncing off Eighteen’s chin. Goten turned around to see Trunks balls-deep in Eighteen’s pussy.

Trunks couldn’t believe how tight Eighteen was. It was a struggle to push in his cock, but after Trunks fed all of it into Eighteen’s pussy, her formerly tight hole refused to let him pull out. This would have been a problem if he wasn’t a Saiyan, but all Trunks had to do was use a little more strength.

Trunks heard muffled screaming from Eighteen as he used more and more force to pound her pussy and get himself off. He was in a rhythm, the sharp claps of his hips meeting Eighteen’s fat ass, his balls slamming into her soft cheeks as his cock ruined her pussy. Trunks was mindlessly slamming in and out of Eighteen before he saw Goten looking at him.

Trucks refused to stop fucking as he looked at Goten with a raised eyebrow. He said, “Stop looking at me! It’s super weird.”

Goten felt Eighteen shudder and saw a spray of clear fluid shoot out of Eighteen’s pussy and soak Trunks. Even through this, Trunks didn’t stop pistoning his cock into Eighteen. Besides, Goten had to admit that Eighteen screaming around his cock would probably make him cum on its own.

“Do you hear this?” Goten hesitated before reluctantly pulling his soaked cock from Eighteen’s throat with a schlurpp. Eighteen’s screams were now free to be heard clearly.

“OOOOH, FUUCK. BREAK MY LITTLE PUSSY! RESHAPE— GLARCKH!”

Goten shoved his cock deep into her throat to shut her up. He shuddered as her screams went back to massaging his cock.

Trunks grunted, “She loves it. So why are we talking? Just fuck her as hard as you can.”

Goten heard the wet smacks of Trunks fucking get even faster. His best friend had a point. Goten wasn’t really going his fastest since he had forgotten that Eighteen was a superhuman. She could take all of what they could give and more.

Goten was now thinking of Eighteen like a woman to be conquered. His eyes unknowingly flashed green as his hair flickered between black and yellow. Eighteen vaguely saw this through her teary eyes. But she was far too gone to be aware of what it meant.

The next few minutes were a whirlwind for her. The fucking her pussy and throat received before was nothing compared to what the boys were doing now. Eighteen had lost all of her energy to scream or even make a sound as the house was filled with the sounds of brutal sex. Her pussy sprayed out a copious amount of her juices as Eighteen was in a constant state of orgasm, one starting just as the last ended as the two Saiyans worked her body to the limit.

She wasn’t sure when the boys started to make shorter and harder thrusts, but Eighteen knew that it was soon coming to an end. She weakly brought one hand to her abused clit and tried to wring out a few more orgasms and the other hand to cup Goten’s churning balls.

Trunks felt Eighteen’s pussy tighten around his cock when she started to rub her clit, and that was the thing that brought him over the edge. With a loud groan, Trunks punched his cock all the way into Eighteen’s womb before he shivered and let out an insane amount of cum. Saiyans never do anything discreetly, and it was the same now. Eighteen’s womb was rapidly filled before slightly bulging her toned midriff. The tight seal of the cock filling her pussy prevented anything from escaping.

Goten got to the edge right at the same time. When Eighteen started to gently squeeze his balls, as if trying to milk out the cum stored in them, Goten shoved his cock deep into Eighteen’s throat until her nose disappeared into his pubes. Eighteen could feel his ballsack contracting in her hand as shot after shot of jizz was fed into her stomach.

Goten moaned softly and tried to push more of his cock into Eighteen’s mouth as he hosed her throat white with his cum. The combination of Trunks filling her womb and Goten expanding her stomach made Eighteen look like she was pregnant.

The two boys simultaneously pulled out of the fucked-stupid blonde and fell onto the floor. Leaving Eighteen alone on the couch to cradle the bump on her midriff in disbelief. The three took in harsh breaths as they slowly recovered from the fucking.

After a few minutes, Eighteen said, “You two are doing this every day until your mothers get back.”

Goten and Trunks looked at each other and weakly fist-bumped in celebration.

[Break]

“I hope they didn’t cause you too much trouble, Eighteen.”

Eighteen was smiling as she struggled to stand up. She said, “Nonsense Chi-Chi. Those two were perfectly behaved. I’d have no problem doing this again.”

Bulma looked at the grinning boys in suspicion. They were the definition of chaos, so it was surprising to hear that from Eighteen.

“I might take you up on that,” Bulma said with relief, “I have a business trip in a week, and I don’t want to leave Trunks with poor Chi-Chi.”

Eighteen gave her a beautiful smile, “Just give me a call when you need me.”

The two mothers watched as Eighteen hobbled for a few steps before flying off. Bulma glared at the boys and said, “Why was she struggling to walk? Did she try to cover for you two?”

The boys denied this firmly, and Trunks said, “We just trained with her. I guess it’s been a while since she sparred, so she’s just sore.”

Bulma’s glare softened as she patted their heads, “It’s nice that you helped her. I know she missed the days when she fought.”

Chi-Chi added, “Maybe we should make her the permanent babysitter. I didn’t think it would work out so well.”

Goten and Trunks had a broad smile on their faces as they celebrated in their heads.