The Final Dragon Ball

We went back each day and gym-hopped through each town, since they awarded those TMs after beating the leaders. Miss Delia apparently had the professor send her son the earrings via some transporter while we were gym hopping. We couldn’t care less about the gym badges since we are probably not going to challenge that Pokémon League they mentioned. We stumbled upon one of the TMs while traveling before reaching Cerulean City. I learned that one since I am the only one who flies, and after beating the sisters at the gym, she picked up the Water Pulse quirk TM. I think Tsu might be able to learn that one. Garlic evolved again while we were gym hopping, and now he is a large frog with a flower on his back. He is so big that he can’t fit in the bed with us anymore. We completely stocked up on those TMs while the Principal kept enjoying his holiday with Jewel and Miss Delia.

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After Mr. Hojo completed the counterfeit Dragon Ball, we quickly retrieved it from Japan and returned to the hotel suite in New York. Principal Nezu says before leaving us, “You know what to do, children. Try to avoid detection this time.” Ayaka says, “That is always the plan, sir.” He leaves us, and we transform into the disguised versions of Fumiaki and Hanzo, leave our phones in the suite, then go out on our mission. We definitely don’t want to run into that dog dude again, so we decided on quirk walking/ teleporting outside the building to the top-floor apartment to bypass him altogether. We stealthily enter that suite, and the occupant appears to be home this time. That shouldn’t affect us, though.

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We go straight to the vault/trophy room, get the counterfeit Dragon Ball, and prepare it just like we did in Ghana. Just like in Ghana, this was uneventful. Doing these heists this way makes me think about how we would be the best thieves if we wanted to be. Ayaka doesn’t want to do that, though, so I stop thinking about it. After swapping the Dragon Balls and securing the genuine article, we stealthily escape undetected and quickly return to the hotel. We order food immediately, change back into our normal selves, and Ayaka sends the principal a thumbs-up message, just like last time. Also, just like last time, he liked our thumbs-up acknowledgment.

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We sigh in relief, and our friends are excited and spinning, awaiting Deonte. They love his cooking just as much as we do. We definitely need to treat Mom and Dad when we get back home. We will need to be careful about it, though. Ayaka sees me thinking and asks, “What are you thinking about, Kai-chan?” I sigh and respond, “I was just trying to think of a way to treat Mom and Dad with Deonte’s cooking, and I think if Fumiaki and Hanzo become patrons of the art gallery, it would give them an excuse for a home delivery to wherever our apartment will be.” We have some time before we bring over Deonte, and I would like to get him his own apartment in the same building as us to make it more like a live-in employment scenario. We were probably a bit hasty in offering him a job when we don’t even have our own place yet, but I am sure everything will work out.

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Deonte comes in with dark circles under his eyes as he brings our meal, and our friends do one last spin, then sit patiently, wagging their tails in excitement. Deonte was shocked by Garlic’s size change at first, but quickly adjusted his routine to accommodate the increased amount of food. I almost feel guilty making him cook for us this late, since he looks so tired. Deonte giggles seeing them and, like under a spell (Probably Sir Floof’s charm quirk, knowing him), he serves them first, and we smile as they excitedly dig in. I did tell him to use his quirks as he saw fit, and he is amusingly using them. Ayaka sees me smile, and she looks like she put two and two together, and she asks, “Wait, is that-?” I put my finger to her lips and nod and whisper, “I told him to use his quirks as he pleases.” I say as I glance over as he happily eats with stars in his eyes. I feel her gaze, and I turn to see her eyes filled with flames of passionate desire.

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Deonte places our orders in front of us, and I perk up at the food. I feel Ayaka’s gaze as I take my first bite of this gourmet cheeseburger. I moan as the tender meat, cheese, bread, and other toppings blend in perfect harmony. I look at the hamburger and fries and don’t think it will be enough. As if he read my mind, he placed down a second hamburger and a second serving of fries. I bow in thanks to him and dig in with stars in my eyes. He hasn’t cooked for us that many times, but he knows me well enough to know the limits of my stomach. I took a bite of a French fry, and it was so good. It is crispy on the outside, flaky on the inside, and perfectly seasoned, so no condiments are necessary. It feels as if I used a condiment, it would be disrespectful since it is already perfect.

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I downed all of my food quickly, and Ayaka giggled at me, and she said, “You have sauce on your face from your burgers.” She turns my head, and she uses a napkin to wipe my face. She is making a sexy face right now, and I blush furiously as she wipes my mouth. She brings her mouth closer, and she kisses me briefly and bites her lip, looking at me. She says, “Damn, Kai-chan, how can you be so fucking cute all of the time?” Ayaka takes the last few bites of her food while looking at me like she is deciding how she wants to devour me. She hands our plates over to Deonte and waves to him while saying into her translation application, “We look forward to the next meal. Thank you.” She says with a wave.

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He has definitely read between the lines of what she said, and he gathered the plates quickly and excused himself. Ayaka says while looking at me with those passionate purple eyes, “Transform.” I do as she says, transform into Hanzo, and she says, “Take off your clothes and stay seated.” O-ok. She kneels on the ground, and she takes me in her mouth until I am rock hard. She then straddles me and puts my penis to her sex, and it feels so good as she envelops my hard penis with her sex. She is so hot as she tosses her beautiful dark purple hair to the side, gasping ever so slightly at my size as she adjusts. I reach up and grab her breasts that are right in front of my face. She starts bouncing on my penis and moaning in a very sexy manner.

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She seems like she needs more stimulation and isn’t increasing her moans, so I stretch my skin to grab the lube and lube my finger well and stretch my finger skin around and slowly enter her butt as she bounces on me. She bites her lip at my initiative, and I stuff her with a penis-sized finger skin and hold it in so she can get acclimated to the welcomed intrusion in her anal cavity. Once she seems to have gotten used to the size of my finger skin penis, I start pumping my finger in time with her bounces. She cums hard, and I hold her back to support her so she doesn’t fall from my lap while continuing to pump into her with my finger in time with her wild bouncing as I become mesmerized by her breasts that are wildly bouncing, and I shoot my load inside of her as if spellbound by her breasts.

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She purrs as she catches her breath, as sweat drips down her beautiful, goddess-like face, and my penis softens. She says breathily, “You know, I have been thinking of a way that you might be able to fill me up as I do with my tentacle penis. Next time, try making your testicles abnormally large.” I think of filling her up with a huge load as she does me, and I get hard again while still inside of her. She giggles, “Oh, you like that thought?” I nod while blushing furiously. She then says all breathy and sexy while holding onto my shoulders, “Then let’s take this to the bed and try my idea.” I pick her up and walk with her on my hard and pulsing penis and carefully lay her on the bed.

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I pull out momentarily just in case something goes wrong with my magic and I change my transformation. I look down to see if it turned out as I imagined it, and my testicles are now massive. Next to my average-sized penis, it almost makes me look small in comparison. I penetrate her again, and she says, all breathy, still recovering from her last orgasm, “I am so ready for you to fill me up, Kai-chan.” I feel harder than ever before at her words, and I start pumping my hips into her. My enormous balls are now smacking her ass with each pump in a louder manner than before since they are so much bigger. I pump deep into her all the way to the base, relishing in the sound of my enlarged testicles smacking her butt. I find myself mesmerized by it, and cum and pump an obscenely large load of cum inside of her, and her stomach bloats as mine did. She cums hard almost immediately after receiving my load.

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She is sweating and says out of breath, “Turn my hips up for a moment, Kai-chan.” I do and spread her legs above her head, tilting her hips. She says in a very sexy, breathy voice, “Pull out. I’ll transform to keep it inside.” I pulled out as she told me to, and as my cum was slowly oozing out of her, there was a puff of smoke, and she turned into Fumiaki. Her legs are very moist, but my cum isn’t pouring out at the moment. She says while biting her lip, “I want to fill you up with my cum as well, so we both are full with each other at the same time.” She is so fucking hot. I change back into my normal self, and she drags her finger down her chiseled stomach as I lie beside her and join her in stroking her stomach.

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She says while wiping her forehead with her other hand, “I think I need some water.” I get up immediately and get her a glass of water. She says as I am getting up, “I was going to get it, Kai-chan. You don’t have to get it for me.” I shake my head and say, “I want to take care of you, so let me.” She sighs while wearing a smirk as I go into the other room to retrieve the water. I return with it, and she sits up and chugs it. I asked her, “Do you need another one?” She shakes her head, so I put down the glass on the end table, and she yoinks me in bed, and she changes her penis into a tentacle one, and she puts me in that position she was in right before changing into Fumiaki. She holds my legs up with her tentacles and wraps her other tentacles around my body and suctions them to give me more beautiful hickeys. She lubes her tentacle penis, and she penetrates me with it, and I gasp at the size and say, “You are so big, Fu-chan.” She starts pumping her hips and gradually gets faster.

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As my pleasure climbs, she pumps her hips harder and faster, and I moan constantly as she hits my deepest parts. She pumped her load into me with hard, deep, and slow strokes, and the idea of getting pregnant by her again was enough to push me over into climax. My stomach bloats just as hers did, and she holds her tentacle inside while we catch our breath from our orgasms. Once she recovers enough, she lifts me up while she is still inside of me, and we relocate to the bathroom. She carefully removes me from her tentacle penis as her cum pours out and forms a puddle on the shower floor. She removes her spell, and the cum I filled her with pours out also onto the shower floor.

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She holds her now flattened stomach while looking flushed at the mess we made and says, “Damn, that was just as hot as I thought it would be.” She turned on the shower after she was done admiring the mess and said, “Let’s get cleaned up and go to bed. I am sure that Principal Nezu will want to leave tomorrow.” That would make sense. Our break is almost over, and the semester starts next week. We wash ourselves thoroughly and use the detachable wand to clean out the cum from each other. After showering, we went straight to bed, exhausted, and cuddled with our friends.

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Squash has the most adorable snore. I have heard it a few times when she would use the Rest quirk on herself. It is soft enough that it doesn’t disturb our sleep. It almost feels like a lullaby, lulling me back to sleep when I wake up periodically throughout the night. The thought of being next to Ayaka, Sir Floof, Squash, and Garlic just makes me feel so safe, even if I wake up with a nightmare. Sir Floof puts his ribbons on me in his sleep as if he can still sense my emotional distress unconsciously. Ever since he noticed I had nightmares often, he slept by my side ever since. Our bed is always crowded when we sleep now. However, Garlic can’t fit in the bed right now, since he is so big. He takes up the king-sized bed by himself, so he sleeps on the rug beside the bed. Every night since his evolution, he whines so pitifully that it breaks our hearts.

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The next morning, we ate our last meal Deonte made, and he looked well-rested today. I ordered Belgian Waffles with sausage and eggs on the side, and Ayaka ordered an American-style omelet with rice on the side. It almost looks like she was served deconstructed omurice, from how he prepared it. The attention to detail in the ingredients, making it familiar to her since it is a common Japanese dish, really makes me glad that he said he would accept a job from us. I get my phone out and struggle to find the translation app, and Ayaka reaches over and helps me, knowing that I want to say something to him. I get the app set up with her help, and I tell him, “We really appreciate your attention to detail.”

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He smiles warmly and says into the phone’s app, “It is my passion to cook for those who will appreciate my food and do what I can to make sure people don’t go hungry.” Ayaka smiles and says, “The more we are around you, the more perfect you sound.” I nod and dig in with stars in my eyes. From the way he looks at me as I eat, I get the feeling that he knows I know what hunger feels like, yet I don’t feel gross about it. I mean, like it doesn’t feel like he is pitying me about it and is just happy I get to eat his amazing cooking. I wouldn’t think that Japan’s news spreads here to the United States, so it must be a vibe or something I give off as I eat. I guess one could say I eat almost in a feral manner. I am not sure I will ever NOT eat like this. I went from spending so long not knowing where my next meal would come from to having constant access to food.

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After eating, I bow in gratitude to Deonte, and he takes our plates and leaves. We meet the principal, Gang Orca, and the American downstairs. I hear the principal talking to the American in English, “Thank you for escorting us while we were here, Ethan.” He smirks, squats down, and gives the principal a fist bump and says, “No problem. Though I didn’t really do anything except be dead weight, apparently.” Principal Nezu responds, “Not at all. Knowing we have an ally here with us is very reassuring.” Ayaka’s Observation Haki goes off, and I turn to follow her gaze and see the dog person sniffing. I am assuming us. He is heading straight for us, and Ayaka wraps around everyone with tentacles, and uses other independently thinking tentacles to grab their luggage besides them and says, “No time to explain. We need to go now.” She takes us all 5D as the dog person gets to where we last were and sniffs where we were.

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I teleport us out while we are invisible, and we do longer teleports to try and ditch our tail. The American whispers, “My luggage!” Ayaka pulls his green duffel bag up and hands it to him as he visibly sighs in relief. The American had us stop in a park, and he asked us in Japanese, “How are they tracking us?” Ayaka responds, “By smell.” He nods, and he says while grabbing mud with his hands, “Then we will have to mask our scents.” Principal Nezu sighs, “And I was particularly fond of this suit. Such a shame.” Gang Orca chimes in while looking lovingly at his nice villainy-looking suit, “I know what you mean, sir.” The American covers his face, exposed skin, and clothes in the mud.

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Once we are all covered in mud, we continue our commute back to the air force base we flew into, combining our quirks along the way. We took another break in the same spot as last time and reapplied some of the mud that tried to wash away with sweat on our faces. The cool mud actually feels really nice. A weird, refreshing feeling, even though it is also gross. It was a very quiet break, with everyone completely silent. We were completely silent, moving, too. Partly because we were being chased, but mainly because we were covered in mud and would be a spectacle if anyone saw us in this state. Thankfully, this park doesn’t get much traffic. We also made sure to rehydrate, and once we caught our breath, we started commuting again.

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We arrive back at the air force base where Stars and Stripes is, and once we get to the building we talked to her in, Ayaka pulls us out into 3D again. We catch the eyes of some of the local military personnel. The American talks to them in English, and they seem to relax a bit. We take our shoes off entering the building, and the American takes us to Stars and Stripes, and she raises her eyebrow and asks, “By the look of you, I take it you came across some trouble?” The American goes to sit down, “Nothing we couldn’t handle, FUCK-”  and Stars and Stripes knocks his chair away and says in a stern voice, “You know better than to sit down covered in mud. Go clean yourselves up. You can debrief me later, Ethan.” He pouts a little, “I thought we were friends.” She smirks and responds while offering him a hand to stand back up, “We are, that is why I will be drinking a beer with you later as you update me.”

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She escorts us to one of the women’s barracks where they have showers. As she leaves us at the door, she says, “I am glad you kids made it back in one piece.” Ayaka responds while wearing a very bright smile on her dirty face, “Ditto.” We knock off all of the mud and just toss the clothes we were wearing. It would be different if we were in Japan and could easily wash it, but we aren’t, so taking it back would be more of a hassle. It would be our luck that the mud would escape the bag we put the outfits in and cover our new wardrobe in that gunk. I would feel bad if it were something Mom and Dad bought me, but we bought these outfits with our own funds, so it is different.

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Even though these showers are basically caveman technology compared to the ones we were using, they still felt like a heavenly experience, removing all the mud. I found myself moaning in the shower, as did Aya-chan. Totally in a nonsexual way. After our shower, we got dressed in fresh, clean clothes, in our new norm, with a few light layers just in case we needed to transform. We bump into Gang Orca first, and he is in another suit now and is adjusting his tie in that suave manner of his. Principal Nezu isn’t far behind, and he is combing his fur and says as he walks and combs his hair while Jewel carries his luggage in her mouth, “I much prefer to get a mud bath at a spa instead of that.” He nods to Jewel, “Thank you for holding that momentarily. I can take it from here.” She purrs, and he puts his comb up and carries his luggage while Jewel goes back inside her ball inside his fur-hidden tattoo.

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He turns to us and says, “Let’s get back home, shall we?” We nod, and we follow him where we say our goodbyes to Stars and Stripes, and she pats us on the head and says in Japanese, “You kids take care and keep fighting that good fight.” Ayaka smiles her hero smile and says, “You know it!” While giving her a thumbs up, I nod. We load up on the private jet, and the Principal says, “This is going to be a long flight. By the time we arrive, it will be early morning in Japan, so I recommend taking a nap at some point during our journey.” He snaps his tiny fingers and says, “Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Can you children give me the quarry we collected on this trip? I don’t know what will happen when they are gathered, so we probably should have you bring the others to UA so we can gather them there.”

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That makes sense, actually. Ayaka pulls out the shrine drawing where she had placed the dragon balls and hands it to the principal, who admires it: “Lovely as always, Miss Kubo.” He secures the picture among his belongings, then goes into the cockpit and comes over the speaker, saying, “Make sure to buckle up for safety, children.” We buckle up in the recliners, and Sir Floof, Squash, and Garlic all come out to join us. Garlic tried to get in Ayaka’s laugh, and she said, “OOOOOF, I love you, Garlic, but you can’t get in my lap anymore because you are so big now. When we go apartment hunting, we will make sure to get a place with lots of space so we can have a huge bed that you can fit in, too. Ok?” Garlic says in a deep voice, “Saur.”

***Current Inventory: 7 Dragonballs. 0 Remaining.***