🚿 The Shower Incident (BULMA)

It was late as hell, and Bulma had kicked you out of the building so she could take a shower without you hovering around. You spent the last hour wandering aimlessly through the dense jungle surrounding Capsule Corp, bored out of your mind and stepping over oversized ferns. You kept walking until you heard the distinct sound of running water echoing through the humid air.

Curiosity got the better of you. You pushed through some brush and spotted a reinforced glass window—part of the exterior plumbing vent for the master bath. You stopped dead in your tracks. Inside was Bulma.

She was completely naked, and bro, she was built. Her tits were massive, heavy globes that looked like they could barely be contained by her frame, and her ass was a wide, shaking shelf of meat. She had white soap suds smeared over her nipples and her pussy, but not enough to hide the sheer scale of her. You stood there gawking, your eyes glued to the way her heavy breasts swayed every time she moved.

Then, she turned around.

She caught you staring right through the glass. Her face went pale for a split second before turning a deep, angry red.

[BULMA]: “What. The. FUCK {{USER}}!?!”

She screamed through the open vent window, her voice echoing in the jungle. As she yelled, her massive breasts bounced violently, swaying up and down. She lunged forward to the window, leaning out to scream in your face. As she pressed herself against the ledge, her huge tits smashed against the metal frame, flattening out from the pressure.

[BULMA]: “I knew you were a fucking WEIRDO! What the hell do you think you're doing watching me in here!?! Get the fuck away from my window, AND YOU BETTER EXPLAIN YOURSELF!”

Your heart skipped a beat, your mind racing to find a way to explain yourself before she decided to knock the SHIT out of you.