Bulma Bimbofication (Dragon Ball Hentai)

Hello, how are you today?

We have a Dragon Ball Hentai mini-story for you this Monday. I hope you are going to enjoy it. This is meant to be the beginning of a new short story. 

Thank you for everything!  

“Are you eating this carrot is going to do me any good?”

“Absolutely. You have been seeking to free your mind more and to find your inner peace. Isn’t that right, Bulma?” the man on the other side of the table asked her. The place looked and felt like a doctor’s office, but it truly wasn’t in reality.

“Yes, of course, Mr. Frontward. It’s just that I don’t know, a carrot, a normal carrot? It doesn’t sound like something that is going to bring me inner peace. That’s all,” she said.

“Trust me. This is not a normal carrot. Eat it, and you’ll see,” the man who looked like a doctor told her, reassured her.

“Alright, then. If you say that this is safe and that is going to work, who am I to argue with a specialist?” Bulma said as she stared at the huge, bigger than the ordinary carrot that was she was holding in the palm of her right hand. Admiring it.

“That’s right. Try it out. It’s completely risk-free.”

“Understood. Hold on, this carrot is truly not like any other regular ones. This one seemed a lot harder,” she said.

“You are right. This special carrot is a lot harder. It hardened because of its immense powers it cultivated over time. I recommend starting pretty slowly and lightly with it. I recommend you licking it a bit to hope to get it softer for you,” the specialist in front of me instructed her to do.

“I should lick it?” she asked her.

“Yes. That’s right.”

“That sounds weird. Are you sure about this?”

“Very much so. Please trust me. It’s all serious.”

“Then, I can give it a try if you really think this is the way to go,” Bulma accepted, brought the giant-sized giant closer to her lips, opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out and officially began licking the tip of the orange vegetable. She licked once. She licked twice. She licked a third time. She was still hesitant. She licked a fourth time. She smiled.

“How is it so far, miss Bulma?” he asked her.

“It tastes like a normal carrot. I think?”

“It does? No other tastes to it?” he asked her.

“Wait a minute. No. I was wrong. There is something else. There is another flavour in there, but I can’t distinguish it.”

“Does it give you any effects outside of the taste? Feeling any different?” the specialist was writing notes on a tablet.

“Um? I feel a little jumpy. Maybe a bit more excited, but I don’t know if this is because of the four cups of coffee I had earlier this morning.”

“Why don’t you give it another taste? Now that you softened it a bit, why don’t you take the tip of it into your mouth? Huh? Take a bite out of it,” he kindly asked her.

“Okay,” she inserted it inside of her delicate mouth for the first time. She tried taking a bite out of it, but it didn’t work. It was still way too hard. Instead, she accidentally ended up sucking on the tip of the special carrot. Pink hearts suddenly appeared in her eyes. She smiled. She blushed. Her face was all pink. Her nipples hardened.

“Any other side effects or special feelings this time?”