Android 21's Panty Beam

Android 18 and Android 21 have a fight! Android 18 loses and has to spend a week being 21's 'friend'. Nobody's coming to help her, and now that 21's a good person, there isn't any reason for them to worry about 18's safety. That said, her sanity might be in danger, especially when considering just how beautiful and commanding her partner to be is.

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"Stop, STOP!!! You win, I give up, you win!" Android 18 was furious while she admitted this to her 'sister'. Or would 21 have been more of a mother?

"Stop, stop! Pahahahaha!" Android 21 replied by mocking the blonde and stamping her large heeled shoe right into the poor woman's crotch over and over again.

The two had agreed to a fight, and the fight had taken place at the Kame House… with everyone watching. Even 18's daughter was watching the fight for a time, but when it was clear that she wasn't going to be winning, Marron was moved indoors and given some delicious cake to eat, thus sparing her the sight of her mother being brutalized. 

As far as brutality went, 18 was no stranger to it and neither was anyone else here. It'd been quite a few months now since Android 21 had been cleansed but back when she was a true Majin, she absorbed and killed lots of people. She was a lot like Fat Buu now, but possessed her previous human intellect. She also continued to dress like a Majin and had the pink skin of one, but her eyes were innocent and pure - usually. Today was a… weird exception, to say the least.

"Come on Twenty-One, you beat her, let her up!" Krillin spoke up, but the moment he said all of this, his wife glared at him with nearly enough force to bisect him on the spot - without ki. "Ehahaha, unless she's not finished! I don't really know what's going on anymore, things have gotten weird!" He backpedaled immediately, but his wife was already so incensed by her position beneath Android 21 that his words really couldn't make her any more furious.

Currently, Android 18 was on the ground with her tits hanging out. Her bra was totally destroyed as was her top. She didn't give a damn about this - fighting was fighting, and Android 21's right boob was hanging out of her top too. However, she had her ass hiked into the air while her crotch was being stomped on over and over. 21 had secured a clear position of dominance of 18, and held both of her ankles up in the air, yanking on them as her foot came down over and over again.

"Come on! Come on Eighteen! Use that endless energy you got! Let's see it! Maybe it's time for me to upgrade you?" Android 21 asked, throwing her white hair back and laughing. "If you ask me really nice, I'll see if I can mess around in that head of yours!"

"Y-you…!" Android 18 could only see red now. Initially she'd agreed to this friendly battle just to practice. The annual Martial Arts Tournament was coming up, so she wanted to prepare for it anyway, but she didn't expect to be defeated and humiliated this badly in front of everyone. Hell, even her skirt was down over her belly, giving Yamcha a full view of her sweaty panties and gorgeous butt. She should have known better than to fight 21 here, but she was the first android that everyone here befriended, besides 16 anyway, so she had a bit of an ego to groom.

"Come on now Twenty-One, that's enough, you beat her, let her up." Piccolo spoke now, as calm as a cucumber. He was more or less in charge at the moment, since Roshi was watching from the safety of his bathroom for obvious reasons, and all the stronger heroes were away doing more important things.

"I'll let her up alright. We had a deal before we fought, and I've wanted to get to know her for a long time!" Android 21 shouted. She sounded almost juvenile in how she spoke. Whether it was her lingering Majin nature, or just her natural personality nobody knew. She was the newest addition to the crew, and the reality was that 18 was the first person to have a legitimate battle with her since she was purified.

"I said you win!" Android 18 grumbled. Her hair was frazzled and she was covered in bruises and red spots all over. "I'll hang out with you for a week, fine!" She sounded like she'd have rather had bamboo shoots jammed under her fingernails, but she had agreed to spend time with 21 if the pinkie beat her, so that was that.

"Yay! YES! Finally! A girl's week together!" What Android 21 wanted was simple, but she was corrupted for a long time so… it was sort of cute that this was all she wanted. Android 18 was still mad because of who she was, but as she felt 21's heel leaving her stomped to red cunt, she felt a relief washing over her. That was, until she saw the woman readying a candy beam.

"TWENTY-ONE, THAT WASN'T A PART OF THE DEA-AH!" All of Android 18's body was engulfed in a pink glow while she remained in the grass with her panties exposed. She was screaming, but that quickly faded into a confused grumbling, as the beam wasn't painful at all. Nobody else around here could actually fight with 21 either, so they sort of had to let the woman do what she wanted.

"Twenty-One, I don't know if this is appropriate…" Piccolo started to reproach Android 21, but as he did so, 18 began to transform and he covered his face in secondhand shame. In fact, virtually all of the fighters present, from Videl to the yet to be trained Uub had to turn away from what they saw. "Uh…" Piccolo tried to speak up again, and failed for a moment. Then he swallowed hard and asked what he had to ask. "This is only for a week right?"

"One week as my close friend, yep!" Android 21 replied as she closed with 18. She continued to pump magical, Majin ki into the downed android, but where things were headed was painfully obvious.

Android 18 was being turned into a pair of panties. For whatever reason, she wasn't even being turned into a generic looking article of underwear, as her entire body was deforming and flattening, but all of her features remained on them in a two-dimensional state. That was to say, all of her anatomical features, as her clothes were completely disintegrated straight away. Since her ass was up in the air and she was on her tits and chin, her pussy was totally exposed and her sultry, muscular back was completely on display as it collapsed into silken goodness on the ground. 18's groaning was quickly stifled, but her form flickered and moved, showing that she didn't want to be transformed at all. To everyone's horror and to a select fews' amusement, her visage was locked in a humiliated, red-faced expression that showed fear and hatred in equal measure. By the time her entire body was altered and she was underwear, she was lifted into the air and yanked, stretched and molested by pink ki over and over again so that everyone could see what had happened to her.

"This way, she can't escape from me. Nobody will wonder what's going on, since she'll be hidden under my baggy pants, and we can bond a whole bunch too. Fighting always makes me super horny, and Goku said I'm not allowed to do anything lewd with any of you guys. I guess he just wants me sticking to girls, which is totally fine!" Based on what Android 21 had to say, there were a myriad of miscommunications going on, but nobody had the balls to step up and snatch 18 from the air.

"...!?" Android 18 was still trying to speak, but her face was already frozen in a permanent state of humiliation and despair. Clothing couldn't talk, and she was no Vegito, so she wouldn't be taking the fight to 21 like he had Super Buu as a chocolate. Hoping that Krillin would save her, all hope was lost when she heard him speaking up.

"I've got to take care of Marron guys, I'll see you in a week honey! Remember, this is what you agreed to, ehehe, ahaha… I uh… Gotta go." Krillin stated then left, as red faced as his wife was before her transformation.

Knowing that she couldn't do anything and was at the mercy of this childish brainiac, Android 18 tried to close her eyes, but she couldn't do that either. She could taste the ocean air blowing through her blonde, blue and tanned fibers, but she could also still feel her entire body. She could feel her hands wrapped around her ankles even though she couldn't see their flattened shapes, and understood that the band of the panties she'd become were her arms and legs. Her face was expanded to a comical size, but flattened across the front crotch portion of her new form while her back made up the insole of the portion that would soon be flossed up between Android 21's thick, pink thighs. This meant that her ass cheeks were a sort of flat cushion that would be squished by 21's butt cheeks, while her pussy and inner thighs were currently upside down for everyone staring at her to admire. Fortunately, she wouldn't be forced to be a spectacle for everyone for too much longer, as Android 21 was… stripping naked right in front of the lot of them.

"Uh. Alright, um. Guys, let's head out. Emergency training session. I don't want to hear any complaints." Piccolo wasn't good in these situations at all, but he remained calm while speaking. "Twenty-One, you've got a week like you two agreed on, got it? No hiding her. If we have to use the dragonballs to fix this, your ass…" Obviously Piccolo was a Namekian so he didn't have the same desires or urges that Earthlings of Saiyans did, but he had to stop speaking and simply stare at 21's perfectly formed, muscular but feminine ass. Her hips were astonishingly wide too, a trait that was well hidden by her huge, baggy, silken pants all the time.

"Yup, yup! It's a deal! I'll behave and once we get to know each other better, Eighteen'll be back to normal! She's lucky she's got a husband who cares so much about her daughter! She can enjoy this week without worrying about a thing!" Piccolo nodded at what he heard, then turned his back, commanding with his exit all the other fighters, who left behind him. Of course, they all continued to glance back at the sweaty, sultry, post-battle 21, who had inhuman curves and assets that none of them could have imagined. And just like that, 21 was alone with 18, who was still hovering in the air while her husband fed their daughter well away from what was going on.

"Okay Eighteen, let's get you on and head out for some ice cream! Now that I can't turn people into food anymore, I've got to buy it like you guys, so…" 21 paused. She wasn't acting like this situation was as lewd as it really was at all, which was… par for the course considering her overly innocent personality. "If you have any, like, advice while we're out and about, I'd really appreciate it. I'm not good at talking to regular humans and stuff. I was older than you as a human, but you're older than me when it comes to actually being a part of things, so I'll be relying on you a lot!"

Android 18 could barely hear anything that her physical better was saying. She still had all of her senses, she was just enraged beyond human understanding. She thought things couldn't get worse, but as she sat there floating in the air, wrapped in pink, her perspective shifted and she was suddenly facing her own two-dimensional ass cheeks. She realized her face was on the inside of her new form and she started to sputter obscenities into her own mind as she felt and saw 21's dainty feet pass through her two holes. Following those, the woman's massive, still sweat glistening thighs pushed down into her and 18 was forced to feel a deeply satisfying sensation.

Being just panties, Android 18 could feel the holes that her owner's legs pushed through tightening around their extremely plump, muscular thighs. This sensation was soothing, but as she saw the android's puffy, pink, taffy-looking cunt coming right for her face, she tried to open her mouth to bite it. That couldn't happen since she was cloth, so her planned tooth gnashing ended up being nothing at all, and in less than a second her face was pressed firmly, snugly and dominantly into Android 21's plush, musky cunt. A very physical woman who knew what a post workout woman smelled like, 18 wasn't expecting the most pleasant of scents, however, as her fibers were soaked in sweat and girl musk, she was pleasantly surprised.

Unlike other fighters, including herself, Android 21's body odor was… absolutely delicious. There was absolutely no denying that, and as 18's face squished, stretched and fully encompassed 21's puffy pussy, all she could taste and smell were the ubiquitous hallmarks of cheap, chewy bubblegum. It was silly and immediately perplexing, but because she was expecting spicy girl funk, she drank deeply of this candied musk and felt deeply confused by it as her every fiber was drenched in the stuff. It was also lucky for 18 that she didn't have a problem with women in general, so having a face full of sweaty cunt wasn't a problem.

The problem for Android 18, above all else, was that everyone saw how she lost and that they knew what was going on with her. Losing was one thing, and it was a part of fighting, but to be repurposed as underwear was… it was worse than being absorbed by Cell. At least when that happened, she just stopped existing. Currently, she felt just as human as she had when she was human, she just couldn't do anything. She couldn't even talk, so she didn't know how she was supposed to communicate with her captor. Leaving that worry for another time, she felt her arms and ankles tightening as they pushed up past Android 21's hips and found the woman's topmost pelvis portions to hold onto. 18 didn't feel uncomfortable at least, and she groaned internally, thinking that she was fully wrapped around her owner. Then, something she failed to account for entered the equation.

Android 18 could still feel her entire body, so she acknowledged 21's peachy ass mounds pushing into her own elastic, flat ones, pushing them out. It felt like she was having her ass sat on, which wasn't unpleasant at all - neither was it inherently sexual. However, she began to feel the android's tail pushing around between her ass cheeks, and this went on for several seconds until the massive, undulating pillar of pink flesh thrust right between her muffins.

 Mmmmph, HNNNNG!!! Whimpering lewdly to herself in silence, 18 felt 21's tail running against her tight asshole from its tip all the way to its obscenely fat base. There was no denying it - 21's tail had punched a hole through her form right between her flattened assets, where it rubbed and began to tickle her backdoor endlessly. From an outside viewer's point of view, Android 21's tail had made a hole in between the space that sat in the middle of 18's thighs. 18 may have been two-dimensional upon her new form, but her ass cheeks and pussy plumped up to squeeze and floss the tail being thrust between them, and it was as 21 wiggled her tail that the defeated blonde felt her pussy getting wet and her asshole puckering.

"I'll make this fun for you too! But, I'm still the winner so what I say goes. Hmhmhm!" Android 21 said playfully as she worked her tail back and forth, hotdogging it between 18's inexplicably plush feeling thighs, pussy folds and asshole all at once.

Android 18 was overwhelmed by the stimulation forced onto her, and despite wanting to fight some more now that she'd rested, she was aroused massively by what she felt. Unable to move, she simply squeezed her fingers around her ankles, which pushed her face deeper into her owner's pussy, giving her a stronger, sweeter whiff of bubblegum while her snatch and asshole quivered around the woman's tail.

"Okay Eighteen, we'll head out soon. But, now that I've got you on, and well." Android 21 stood there for a moment wearing nothing but her damaged top and 18 themed panties. "I think I should just act normally. That way, you can tell me after all this is over what I should correct. So, that's what I'll do!"

Like you could act normally. There's nothing normal about you, this is just too much, I can't take this! Android 18 thought while she felt her owner beginning to move. 18 wouldn't see or sense it, but 21 fixed her damaged top. The woman also left her huge, puffy, cozy leggings off for now and floated up very high into the sky. So high in fact, that the Kame House was a tiny blip below her. Once she was there, she floated so that she had her tail aimed downwards, then kicked her legs up into the air before spreading them.

Not saying a word, Android 21 began to thrust her hips forward, forcing 18's face into her crotch even deeper. 18's form was as high strung as she was, which was to say that her body bit into 21's soft, feminine curves wherever she was worn. Already submerged in the Majin android's candy-scented body odor, the smell of her got stronger as 18's nose and lips were literally stuffed into the woman's pussy folds.

This can't be happening to me…! 18 whined. If that fat bastard tried to do anything like this to one of the guys they'd summon Shenron to put an end to it. They're only letting this slide because 21's a woman…! Even though 18 was partly right, she had agreed to these terms, even if she had no way of knowing what they really entailed. In that regard, she took some degree of ownership for her circumstance and sputtered between 21's legs, but that was only until the higher digit woman began to rub the back of her head with a few curious fingers. No, she can't be, she can't possibly be…!

"Nothing caps off a victory like some edging. Normally I'd find a partner, but I don't want to go cock hunting with you around my hips. It wouldn't be any fun for you, so I'll just take care of us both and we can start making me normal after that!" Android 21 stated with as much over saturated joy as she always spoke with. 

The sweetness of the pink terror's sex and tone mingled together in 18's mind, making her even more hateful. There's nothing anyone can do to make you normal, you freak! Stop it, stop it already, I don't want to…. MMMMNH!? Panicking now that she was sinking deeper into 21's juicy folds, 18 took a deep 'breath' of air to try and clear her mind, but succeeded only in submerging it deeper beneath 21's musky, taffy-like waves. Can't think! Too sweet, I feel like - it feels like I just swallowed a glass of honey!

Finally, Android 18 started to try and fight her form more sincerely by letting go of her ankles. Since her hands were quite literally bound to them though, she didn't let go of anything at all, and her arms and legs remained wreathed around her superior's hips while said superior continued to remain ignorant of how angry their panties were.

Ready to masturbate, Android 21 curled her body into a sort of hook while her massive hairdo fell below her. The tail she'd continued to 'fuck' 18's thighs with continued to move back and forth between them, but she extended it and slid it between her own thighs where her hands were already dancing like they had piano keys below them. As ruthless with her sexcapades as she was her foes in combat, Android 21 was ready to fuck herself silly with her prisoner in tow, and there was no stopping her. 

Please 21, please stop! If you change me back we can work something out I… huff, huff, huff! I can't think straight…! Pleading to deaf ears, 18's very soul began to quiver while her entire visage was plunged into swollen, puffy, pink labia and sealed in place by her captor's succulent mons. Literally stuffed into 21's pussy and given no light to see anything while she was in it, 18's entire world became nothing but wet schlicking sounds resonating into her ears while her tongue and nose enjoyed chewed bubblegum

"I don't know if it's my programming or what that makes me so horny after a fight. Do you get this way Eighteen? We'll have to figure this out eventually - I can't imagine I'd make a good mother if I need to fuck after every battle. You're way more motherly than I'll ever be, unless I can learn from you!" Android 21 said all of this while she was flossing 18's form up between her thighs. Obviously 18 couldn't hear her, but the blonde likely wouldn't have been able to process all of her words anyway.

Uuu, stop, stop, stop! Even to 18, she sounded pathetic while she whined mentally. She almost never felt horny, but in the face of such a potent, plush pussy, she couldn't muster a defense and felt her hands eagerly clasping her ankles again, squeezing around 21's hips so that she could keep her face plugged in pink, gummy gash.

"Oh you're starting to enjoy it, huh?" 18 still couldn't hear 21, but this question at least revealed that the pink juggernaut could sense her possession's actions on some level. "Good, good! Enjoy it as much as you can! I'm not one to judge, but when I was evil, I remember being disgusted by your husband. Now I think he's kinda cute though. Hmm, maybe I'll think about him…"

I'm supposed to spend a week like this!? Ahn, ahn, Twenty-One, I can't think straight… I'll never be able to go back to normal if you keep this up! As 18 continued to sink deeper into 21's crotch, she flexed her assets and snugly pursed her cloth asshole and pussy against the bigger android's tail. 21 responded to this by making her tail larger at its base. 

HIIIIII!!!! WHY CAN I STILL FEEL MY PUSSY! I'M GONNA CUM! S-STO- Just about to complain more, even if she was the only one hearing those complaints, 18's mind went hot pink as 21 doubled the side of her tail, stretching the poor panty-droid to her absolute mental limits. Shattered in that instant, she slid into a pussy-drunk state and became little more than a babbling, cunt-feasting cloth-slut while 21 spread her lips and tugged her victim out of her pussy.

Checking on Android 18 for the first time since she put her on, Android 21 pulled her panties completely out of her sex, then away from her hips so she could look down at 18's face. Plastered inside of her drenched, femcum and bubblegum flavored panties was 18's broken visage. Her eyes had gone completely white while her cheeks turned as pink as the person wearing her. Her tongue was stretched down out of her mouth, disappearing down out of 21's sight, but it was clear that 18 had extended it so that she could get a deeper taste of her captor's cunt. 21 laughed at what she saw, as she hadn't even cum yet, then acknowledged the constant contractions she felt from 18's holes near her tail.

"Bested twice in one day, and I didn't have to try on either occasion." Android 21 said, her words now audible to 18 because she wasn't surrounded by fleshy, thought smothering pussy lips. "I can't imagine how you'd have held up if I made you into a dildo or a buttplug. Something to consider if we bump into each other in that tournament everyone's been talking about." Once 21 finished speaking, she let go of the eave of her panties, making them snap back into her over-plumped up pussy with a wet crack. Alongside that cracking sound of wet silk on wet flesh was an undeniable, submissive cry from 18's spirit as her will to fight was broken the second her face was plunged back into 21's neon pink valley. Innocent enough to play with kids, 21 was also mature enough and experienced with lewd dealings to know that she needed to strike while the iron was hot and powered up her ki so that she could expand the base of her tail to a size comparable to one of her thighs.

BWWIIIII!? AHN, HNNNNNNNNG!?!?!? Feeling this massive expansion against her sex and asshole while having neither tended to directly, 18's self-image as a fighter was annihilated as she envisioned herself giving a deep, pathetic dogeza pose to 21 with the android's heel on the back of her head. Cumming her brains out, 18 blipped out of existence for the next several minutes while her owner shrank her tail and laughed, casually fingering her pussy and flying through the air so she could enjoy the warm sun on her pink skin on the way to pick up a single, delicious cone of strawberry ice cream. Eventually, 18 managed to snap back into reality, but she hadn't been reverted to her original form, nor had she been removed from the sultry, delicious folds that she came to. Making matters worse, Android 21 had opted to wear her baggy pants in public like a good, normal human, thereby causing her crotch musk and cotton-candy aroma to coalesce all around her trophy-wife.

Stuck like she was, Android 18 was forced to spend the next several hours floundering around between 21's thighs, drinking in sweet, bubblegum scented perfume, crotch musk and feminine juices. Worse still, she'd be suffering through this lewd, intoxicating treatment for the next six days while thoughts of her husband and previous life waned. It was anyone's guess as to whether or not she'd pull through it, but one thing was for certain - she'd be loving every second of it now that her resistance had been broken. Her expression imprinted on the insole of her owner's panties was enough to prove that too, as it cemented itself into a perpetual ahegao for the rest of her vacation.