BULMA 16



Welcome, back all you lemon fans. Like so many stories, this one started out as a "what if?" In
this case what if an android and Bulma-san got together?  I mean with Bulma's tendency to find
all the villains cute and her love of machines it was a natural match-up. I put her with Android
16, because I've never seen a lemon with him in it. I personally think he's kinda cool, even if he
has this weird fixation with birds. Speaking of birds, the phero bird mentioned herein is not a
new concept, I just can't remember what it's really called.

*LEGAL STUFF*
I do not own DragonballZ or any of the characters mentioned herein. They are the property of
Funimation and its Japanese affiliates. Toriyama-san most likely doesn't even know of it's
existence.  This is a work of erotic fanfiction and should not be viewed if you are not 18 years
(although this might be 21 in some areas) or older. Continuing on past the line means that you
accept full legal responsibility for your actions.


Bulma used the sonic driver to install yet another replacement circuit. "Okay 16, how's that?
Your legs should feel stronger now." The android nodded not wanting too mention that his legs
weren't the only part of his lower extremities feeling stronger. The silent warrior had been under
repairs for the past four days. Four days of watching Bulma's full breasts straining against the
tight little shirts she was so fond of, as she fixed the damages wreaked by Cell. Damages that
prevented him from rescuing his friends 17 and 18. He still felt ashamed of his failure. He was
really beginning to like those two, even if they couldn't appreciate the simple beauty of the world
around them. *Speaking of beauty..* Sixteen rolled his eye towards the young scientist and
send a silent thanks to whoever invented tank tops.

Bulma stood up, leaned forward and arched her back, working the kinks out of her spine, and
giving the android a very nice view of her cleavage. She walked over to the table to get a new
tool, unaware of the ice blue eyes watching her retreating hips. "Well, Android 16, we'll have
you as good as new before you know it. He may have been a jerk, but Dr. Gero sure did a
good job putting you together. You're really impressive." Sixteen flushed a little and replied
"Thank You" The teal-haired beauty walked back over to the table the android laid upon with
some fiber-optic wires and a tool the average person couldn't even name, much less use. She
set them down on the nearby cart and wiped a sweaty brow. "Hey is it okay if I take off this lab
coat ? The danger of contamination should be over now." *A chance to see more skin?* " You
may do as you wish." he replied in his usual monotone.

Bulma slid off the coat and lifted her damp hair off her neck for a minute. "Oooo, that feels
better." She tossed her head then bent back to her work. "You know, you seem a lot calmer
than your friends. At least that's how Krillin describes you." Sixteen didn't respond. "He also
said that you like birds, is that true?" Sixteen sighed "Yes, they're such simple creatures, so
much weaker than us. But what takes us warriors huge amounts of training and energy to
accomplish, they do without thought." he paused having just spoken for the longest period of
time since his awakening. "You mean they can fly?" finished Bulma. He nodded. Bulma finished
cutting out the toasted wires and began replacing them "I remember dragging Yamacha off to
find the phero bird once. It seemed like such a cool idea, a bird whose song was the world's
greatest aphrodisiac. We didn't find the bird, but..." Suddenly realizing she was about to give out
way more info than she intended Bulma quickly shut up [while somewhere far away a pig
fluttered to freedom].

"There now. You're not 100% yet, but you should be able to remove your armor on your own."
she said brightly as she slipped a protective covering over her handiwork. "Remove my armor?"
asked 16 sitting up in confusion. "Yes, I thought you might enjoy a bath. According to Dr.
Gero's files, you have all the tactiles of a human male." *I could have told you that* he thought
as a rather uncomfortable stiffness tried to fight through his codpiece. Taking the slightly flushed
look as worry Bulma said "Oh don't worry. All the repairs are protected, you could surf in that
cover if you wanted to." Sixteen nodded and looked at her. Bulma was smiling like her mother
eyes shut and head tilted. Her semi-erect nipples stood out against the red tank top, and the
little black skirt was designed to make business casual damn sexy. "Uh,  Briefs-san?" Bulma
opened her eyes and tilted her head the other way quizzically. "I'm not used to disrobing in
company." Bulma blushed a little and handed him a huge robe before she scooted out the door
saying, "Sorry about that, and call me Bulma."

Bulma stood in the hallway trying to make sense of her errant thoughts. She knew she was
attracted to Sixteen but she didn't feel as guilty as she expected. Vegeta hadn't touched her
since Trunks was born, and after all those months of forced celibacy, she was getting pretty
frustrated. **It's just like that man of mine to get me addicted to sex everyday,  then leave me
hanging at the first sign of a fight** she thought.  Although, she also knew it wasn't just the lack
of a love life causing her hormones to jump. Bulma didn't get into engineering just to follow in
her father's footsteps. The truth of the matter was that when she said she loved machines, she
meant she LOVED machines. Vegeta still teased her about her huge collection of automated sex
toys. He definitely put them all to shame, after all they just repeated the same motions over and
over, but Sixteen was a machine with a free will. He could think, and he surely  wouldn't .....
**Auuuggh, what are you thinking Bulma?**

Just then the door opened and Sixteen stepped out in a lime green bathrobe the exact shade of
his former armor. Bulma had gotten the largest size she could find, but it still cut off a few inches
above the knees and wrists, leaving a good expanse of chest in view. Of course fate saw fit to
leave the material about the hips baggy. **Oh well, it's still a nice view** Bulma smiled "Whoa,
we're going to have to make some things in your size big guy." Thankfully she turned away
before she noticed the slight pink tinge that touched the androids cheeks. He fell into step
behind her, watching her butt wiggle as she led the way to the bath. She stopped in front of a
door and pulled a few towels and a bar of soap off the recessed shelf beside it. "Here you are
Sixteen, this is actually a Jacuzzi, but it was the only thing that looked like it would fit." Sixteen
nodded and took the offered items. "Thank You." Bulma grinned, "No problem, if you need
anything else just call. There's an intercom by the steps." She waved and headed back to the
lab, giving Sixteen yet another look at those amazing hips before disappearing around the
corner.

Sixteen shook his head in an effort to get rid of the naughty half-formed images floating through
his imagination as he entered the room. Why on earth did Dr. Gero have to give him a sex-
drive, and why did it have to choose now to manifest itself? He wasn't above noticing that 18
was an attractive female, but she was like a cousin to him. Bulma on the other hand bore none
of those incestual markers, and she was just as attractive. In fact more so, she looked so....soft.
He couldn't count the times he was tempted to reach out and touch those wondrous globes of
flesh when she leaned over his head reaching for some instrument or another. The huge android
removed his robe and set it on the nearby dais with the towels before sliding into the bubbling
water. He took a look at the soap she'd given him, it was clear glycerin filled with artificial lemon
slices. It smelled more like grapefruit though. Well, soap was soap as long as it could clean.

Inside the lab Bulma gave in to temptation and cut on the surveillance camera. The screen
popped on, and gave her a perfect view of the bathing android. **Damn, I should have cut off
the bubbles! I can't see below the hips.**  The huge warrior dwarfed the small pool. It was
meant to seat eight but he easily took up room for six. Suds clung quite nicely to his chiseled
form as he continued to soap up. "Very impressive..." sighed Bulma as she stroked her nipples
through the thin material of her top. She considered breaking out one of her toys, but then
Sixteen stood up to clean his legs. "Heh, maybe not..." It was hard to notice with that huge
body, but the android was pretty well endowed. "I guess that old saying about men with huge
bodies doesn't apply to you, huh big guy?" She stood up and took off all her clothes before
slipping on her lab coat. She grabbed the skeleton key she kept for emergencies and put it into
the pocket, as she headed to the Jacuzzi room.

Sixteen was lying along the bottom of the pool, enjoying the feel of the bubbles flowing along his
skin, when he sensed her coming down the hall. Her energy levels were fluctuating strangely,
like she was excited, or afraid.  He extended his search, but didn't sense any threats. Just then
the door slid open. *She opened the lock?*  He sat up hearing her footfalls approaching him
from behind. "Bulm-aaah" He gasped a bit as her hands slid up his back. Her breathy giggle
tickled his ear. He tried again "Bulma, what are you...." his words trailed off as her lips touched
his neck. His thoughts scattered to the seven winds, and he froze, barely aware of the fact that
she'd removed her lab coat and set it nearby. They all came crashing back somewhat messily
when he felt her soft breasts and pebbly nipples rub against his back. An emotion akin to panic
flooded his system and he slid to the opposite side of the water.

Bulma stood on the opposite side of the Jacuzzi in all her nude glory. The android trembled a bit
as he took in the exquisite beauty of her voluptuous frame. *Oh no, I'm malfunctioning, she can't
be here. She can't be.....walking this way?!?*  Sixteen jumped out of the water, soaking Bulma
and a good bit of the floor. He stumbled over to the dais and covered his throbbing erection
with the robe. Bulma tossed her wet hair out of her eyes and grinned "I didn't think you scared
so easily big guy." Sixteen was trying desperately to collect his scrambled thoughts. He still
couldn't believe she was there, he was trying hard to ignore the voices that told him to hop back
into the water and take what was being offered. "Bulma, you are a married woman." Bulma
raised an eyebrow "Where on earth did you get that idea?  Vegeta is my mate, but he hasn't
married me yet. Until he does, I'm free to play." With a surprisingly graceful move she slid out of
the water and onto her feet. "That baka hasn't even touched me in almost a year. Besides this is
just for fun, it's just a game."

Sixteen blushed a little as her words reminded him of 17, it being his favorite phrase. Seventeen
wouldn't have hesitated, he'd have taken her the minute he decided he wanted her, willing or
not. Now here she was, giving herself to him and he was fighting it? Bulma watched him, he was
starting to relax a bit. She giggled a bit as she remembered her first time with Vegeta. He'd
fought even more than this one, of course once he got started he hadn't stopped until she was
well into her pregnancy. She hated to admit it, but she adored the baka. **If only he would
come home once in a while!**  She set aside the thoughts of her errant mate and strode over to
the android and shoved him onto the bench. Surprisingly enough the giant of a man fell right
over, sinking heavily into the padding.

The cute pink tinge in his cheeks turned red as she pulled away the robe to straddle him.
"Bulma, I'm not ....experienced." Bulma tilted her head, and grinned. "That's okay, I'll tell you
what to do." She pulled his hands up to her breasts and let him explore a bit. They were
hesitant, but willing enough. "That's it, now use you thumbs to stroke the nipples. I prefer little
circles." She smiled and let out a sigh of pleasure as he complied. "Good, that's good. Now try
with your tongue." The android leaned up and licked the pink nipples a few times before he
experimentally took the whole nub into his mouth "Mmm OH, oh you're a fast learner aren't
you." Bulma sighed. She arched up and began to rub her clit against his length, letting it get
slippery with her juices.

Sixteen groaned a bit as he felt her sliding against him. Her scent were filling his senses, a
combination of the same citrusy soap she'd given him, and the musky odor of her arousal. He let
out a disappointed groan as she grabbed his hair to pull him back. She stuck a couple of fingers
that were slick with her precum into his mouth. He sucked them clean, enjoying the sweet and
tangy taste. "Lean back, Sixteen and enjoy the ride." He laid back on the dais, watching as she
slid a condom onto his cock [Where had she gotten it? From the same place Akane gets her
mallets....] Then she positioned him at her entrance and slowly slid down his length.

Tight...wet...hot....the sensations burst through his thoughts like starbursts as she began to ride
him. He started to moan and instinctively tried to meet her thrusts. It took him some time, but he
was finally able to match her rhythm. Bulma groaned in pleasure, Sixteen didn't have much skill,
but he made up for it in enthusiasm. *With a little practice, I'll bet he'll be just as good as
Vegeta.* The android began to feel a tightening in his gut, the woman above him was going
faster and harder. He wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. Suddenly she arched
back and her inner muscles clenched him like a vise. He grabbed her hips and pulled her down
against him as he erupted. Exhausted the android slumped back, too sated to move. Bulma
slipped off of him and removed the condom tossing it into the garbage. She kissed his eyebrow
just as he drifted off to sleep. "Don't worry 16, I'll give you back your full stamina tomorrow."

Bulma walked back into the lab and wrinkled her nose a bit. "That's funny, it didn't smell like
this before." She noticed a flickering light and walked over to the monitor "Oh no! I forgot to cut
it off before I left." She'd barely taken in the odd white stains on the table before a voice
growled right behind her "That's right woman you didn't." Bulma froze a bit as Vegeta pulled her
into an iron grip. "Vegeta?!?  Vegeta, I can explain..." She winced as he yanked her head back
and trailed a hot tongue along her throat. "Explain? I could see quite clearly Bulma. You've been
a naughty girl while I've been away and now I have to punish you...." He pushed her over the
table while just outside the window a small rather hideous creature, known as the phero bird,
continued the same haunting melody it was singing in front of the bathroom window just
moments ago...

END
 

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