Mental Therapy
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Mental Therapy
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Sequel to Hormone Therapy
Sequel
to Hormone Therapy
First:
A) As this is a sequel it is entirely necessary for you to read the story
before it: Hormone Therapy. It is not necessary to read Cross-eyed, but it
would be nice if you did.
B) (Just in case I don’t make it obvious) Takes place 16 years post
Hormone Therapy & 1 year (probably about nine months) prior to the Twin’s
filching the Time Machine.
Second:
I don’t own DBZ. I own Vegeta’s uterus, his twin sons: Lil’Geta &
Goten.
Third:
Smut. Humor. Slash. Crude language.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
standing on top of one of Mr. Kane’s smaller sky-scrapers.
and Vegeta had been standing on right before they went and disrupted the
business meeting. He looked at his
partners in revenge, grinned—and was very anxious to see if their mates could
prove to be as troublemaking as him and his brother. Pulled his shirt off.
Watched Vegeta do the same.
“We
need to be shirtless to do this?” Gina asked.
“Tradition,”
Vegeta said, handed his shirt to Goten who redeposited it in the capsule system
while he tried to think of which ones he wanted them to wear.
one of the famous T-shirts. Not since
we were ten anyway.”
“Off
with them, already,” Goten said.
Waited, watched Trunks pull his shirt off (got a nice brief view of that
chest) and waited while Gina shook her head and unbuttoned hers.
Trunks had ever seen partially naked.)
And he pulled out four T-shirts, tossed them to the appropriate folks.
“Virgin?”
Trunks asked as he looked at the shirt he had been handed, shook his head but
didn’t dispute it. He put the shirt on
and gave Goten a look.
Vegeta’s
shirt said: I hold the patent to the
Fuckn’suck. Gina’s said: ‘Lollipop
Licker.’ And Goten pulled on his own
which read: ‘Spank Me.’
“I’ll
be back,” Goten said, snapped the capsule system shut with a click and left the
mates with his brother as he went to complete phase one.
look on the man’s face. Threw one leg
over the man so he was straddling the office chair. “Hello,” he said.
“What
do you want?” Apparently getting your
whole world destroyed makes you a little sour.
“I
got your papers,” he said. Watched Kane
stand up, wrapped his legs around him and pulled him against his hips.
down to his T-shirt, grinned and licked his lips. “You don’t really want to sue me, do you?”
falter and groan, and This guy was so incredibly easy.
out, watched the eyes stare at his mouth, canted his hips up again.
me.” Grinned. Felt resolve breaking in that body. Took great pleasure in it.
Loosened his legs, pushed back, slid off the desk.
“What…?”
“For
fuck’s sake, man,” Goten said, rolled his eyes, “Get over me already.
and you’re already ready to fuck me again.
So drop the lawsuit and I’ll leave you alone.”
“Now,
wait a minute,” Kane said, “I didn’t do anything to you that you…”
I didn’t what? I offered to show you
models of my Aunt’s work. I was sixteen
years old, pervert.” Turned his back to
him. Walked toward the door,
stopped. Counted off silently in his
head, turned. “The lawsuit?” he asked.
“I’m
not dropping it. Your stupid pubescent
stunt cost me thousands.”
He
smiled. Licked his lips again.
at the bastard’s crotch, waved him good-bye and disappeared.
~~~***
It
was the biggest, flashiest, richest and most popular super-store in the
tri-state area. The crown gem in Kane’s
little industry. The four of them stood
outside the room containing the PA system.
All that stood between them and Goten’s plan was the pimply nerd that
was guarding the precious mike with his perverted little life.
That’s
where Gina came in. She grinned—a
lecher after Goten’s own heart—and shooed them away. Knocked on the door, leaned and pouted, slipped her fingers into
her belt loops and waited while the door opened. Revealed the nerd within, and she flipped her long dark hair (one
of Vegeta’s favorite things about her) over her shoulder, licked her lips as
she stared at him.
“Hi,”
she said.
And
he squeaked. “Hey.
Shook
her head. “No,” she said, “I came to
see you.” Leaned forward, looked right
at him. “I was doing a project for
school…” Leaned back, stretched a
little, felt the shirt inch up on her stomach, and his eyes dropped from her
breasts to her waist.
Boys.
“And
I was wondering if you could show me how to work that confusing PA
system…” Slipped both her hands into
her pockets, rolled her hips and sighed like a poor stupid little girl.
His
eyes wondered back up to her breasts (over which the T-shirt was stretched and
that made him quite happy she was sure.)
“Suuure,” he said. Motioned her
inside.
“Thanks!”
Goten said. Jumped into the doorway
before the door could be closed. Trunks
followed him without a word, but Vegeta growled, and shoved the idiot boy out
of the room. Knocked his head against
the wall in the process and he was out stone cold.
“Bastard,”
Vegeta snapped. Slammed the door.
“Oh,
please,” Goten muttered, flipped a few switches, adjusted a few dials and then
cleared his throat.
Trunks
was standing awkwardt hit his side, rocking back and forth.
Gina
finally pushed Vegeta off her, and turned to look at Goten.
demonstrated how to hit the on button.
Winked at her, and left her and Trunks to do their part of the trick.
The
twins disappeared, and Trunks shook his head sadly.
“Ready
to do this?” she asked. Leaned back in
the chair that was sitting there.
Watched him start to blush, and wondered if he was going to be able to
pull this off. Wondered how the hell he
had survived Goten explaining it.
Because Vegeta had told her and she was caught somewhere between
giggling like a maniac and wanting to jump her mate.
“They’re
ready…” Trunks said. Rolled his eyes
and then closed them as the blush crawled up his face.
~~~***
“You
didn’t have to knock him out,” Goten said.
“Bastard
deserved it. Besides he doesn’t have a concussion
or anything.” He stretched, rolled his
shoulders back and screamed. Like a
maniac. Heard his brother do the same.
store-goers. Stood up straight.
Watched
Goten do the same.
Wagged
his tail behind him. Watched the poor
people stare, a few of them turned a little green. And then he turned to look at his brother.
top of his lungs about sugar pops and lollipops.
Vegeta
went the other way, leaving a trail of candy behind himrnedrned, walked
backwards watched the little kids that weren’t old enough for school start to
follow the trail of sweets. Led them
backward, to the layaway area that didn’t have a PA system.
toddlers are screaming and giggling and he pointed them into the room and told
them he was going to bring them all a bunch of toys.
Once
that was accomplished. (This took mere
seconds.) And the kids were safely
distracted, Goten looked at him again.
Their plan was to make chaos out of the pretty, nicely ordered
store. Absolute, perverted chaos, but
that didn’t mean the children needed to suffer.
“Which
side of the store do you want?”
“Right.”
They
separated. Put their graffiti skills to
good use as they burned the words “PEDOPHILE” into the floors of the
building. Every single aisle, every carpet,
the ceiling, the walls. Over and over
again. Until there were black scorch
marks everywhere.
And
if that wasn’t enough to make the people run screaming, there was the roar of
the PA system over that.
The
voice of his mate. Saying dirty things,
acting like she was having sex (which he had had sex with her and she had never
said a single one of those things.)
Panting and moaning, and begging.
“Yes,
yes, yes!” was her voice, and “More, you bad, bad boy!”
Lower
than that, sublimely deep and husky, strong and masculine was the panting of
his brother’s mate, the quiet groans and snarls. Answering every single one of her imperatives.
the floor, was not his favorite part of the trick. But Gina could not burn words into floors, and she was safest
this way, unseen and thus not able to be prosecuted. Besides, if he had let Goten and Trunks do the PA,y woy would be
having sex for real and there would be only the demi’s screams because his
brother didn’t make a fucking sound during sex.
Goten
met him at the cash registers. Watched
the parents clutching their children and running out of the business.
people standing around hiding behind things and blushing while they got all hot
and bothered. But mostly, the people
were running out of the business, or crowding around the manager and demanding
that this be stopped.
The
door to the PA (and security) system was mysteriously melted into the
doorframe.
“Fucking
asshole,” Goten muttered.
“We
need to go stop them now,” Vegeta said.
Felt anger inside of him getting stronger and stronger, and he had not
so soon forgotten the darkness inside of him that had expanded during their
jaunt through time.
“Yeah.”
~~~***
If
he could have died he would have died right there on the floor of the PA
system. As it was, he could only press
his hands to his overheated face and focus on not hearing what Gina was saying.
made and respond to them. Loudly enough
that the PA picked them up and he could hear the echoes of himself all through
the building.
Knew
that if Vegeta didn’t kill him he was going to pass out from the blood that was
in his face and settling in other areas as he summoned up all his (one weeks’
worth of) experience with sex. Wondered
just how the fuck long this was supposed to go on.
The
noise stopped echoing, he opened his eyes, looked at the smirking face of his
mate right there in front of him. Saw
that Vegeta was picking up Gina and wrapping her up against him, around him,
devouring her (or at least attempting to.)
Goten
blew up the security console that had recorded all the activities, grabbed
Trunks around the waist and IT’ed them out of the building.
dropped him on the ground, turned (as if he could feel what was coming at him)
and caught Vegeta before he could punch.
Barreled them both to the ground.
Trunks
moved over to Gina who was staring with wide eyes, and grabbed her, yanked her
to the very edge of the rounded crater.
“Just stay right here,” he said.
Moved a couof yof yards away from her.
Watched
the violence work. Watched Goten let
his brother land hits, watched him absorb that violence and anger, and not give
it back, watched him fall under the assault but not get back up, land on his
knees and not defend himself. Let
Vegeta work through the rage, and draw the blood that would satiate the
anger.
That
was when the parents descended.
“Your
turn,” Goku said, held his newborn son and pointed at the fighting twins.
Their
mother rolled his eyes, crossed the space between himself and his son, grab his
oldest by the shoulders, pick him up and toss him straight into the ground.
Goten
got back to his feet, wiped his face on the back of his arm, walked over to his
father. “Hey, dad.”
“Don’t
move.” Goku said.
Quietly. But full of promise of
a punishment nonetheless.
Goten
just shrugged, looked over at Gina, moved to stand next to her.
left over shit from being gone for so long.”
“I
knew he was strong,” she whispered back, “I just didn’t realize how fucking
strong.”
Vegeta
was tossed across the crater one more time by his mother, landed on his side,
pushed himself up, and raised his hands up in defeat. Climbed to his feet, shook and dust clouded all around him.
These
people were fucking bizarre, Trunks thought.
Stood quietly as the parents stood next to one another again.
easterly direction, as if that explained exactly what they had to go do.
Apparently
it did, because Goten and Vegeta started to whine. “But…!”>
“That’s
not fair! Dammit!”
“GO!”
Goku repeated, “And take them with you since they decided to join in.”
“Nazi
fucker,” Goten mumbled, but he was grinning good-naturedly as he took Trunks’
hand. “Come on.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
He-he.
Goten:
I. Need.
Trunks: I
thought that was why I was brought here anyway.
Goten: It
was.
Lil’Geta:
Mine. *holding Gina *
Gina: I like
it when you get all possessive.
Goku: I need
sex too.
Vegeta: And
we’re all very surprised by this declaration.
Jaygoose:
I
sort of hope Kane drops the lawsuit now.
But, hope you liked their revenge anyway.
Mechanical Butterfly:
Yes.
past his insane mood swings. And I like
Gina. She reminds me of the
Saiyans.
Yes,
your poor brother. Making him read
fanfics. Goodness.
eyes at me and refuses to speak of fanfiction.
(She also now believes that homosexuality is against God and thus bad.
anymore.)
Yep,
got to love the sex-crazed Goku. (And
his sex-crazed son, Goten, who will probably be getting nookie sometime in the
next coupla chapters.)
Getarian:
I
knew this guy in high school who flat out told me that he could not have a talk
with women without his eyes going downward.
That it wasn’t intentional but he would probably be staring at my
breasts everytime he saw me (or any other female.) So, that’s where Lil’Geta thing came from.
Goku
doesn’t like going without, that’s certain.
It’s probably good that he finally got some or he would have really been
ticked at the twins. I sort of feel a
little bad for Trunks for shoving him into this world that is absolutely
foreign to him, but then I think of what I have planned for him, and its all
good.
Oh,
and yeah! You want to know what Goten’s
first twas was like. I thought more
people would be like ‘gasp, he who speaks of sex all the time is blushing about
his first time?!’ So, thanks for being
interested.
And
of course Gina & (big) ‘Geta’s fight will be funny.