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🕑 Added 2024-09-14 02:15:54 +0000 UTCTruth be told, being taken out by what basically amounted to an insect, a mook, a wretch, was an injury to his pride that made Yamcha incensed, furious, and really made Yamcha acknowledge why it was important to not let his guard down, and most of all, it instilled in Yamcha a certain fear of death, a willingness to do anything it took to survive, due to the incredibly close brush with death, and not just death, but a permanent, irrecoverable death, as the Dragon Balls had gone inert when Piccolo died.
No, not a cowardly approach that saw him quitting fighting, rather, it was a renewed motivation and determination to become stronger, to take every opportunity for growth and development presented to him, to ensure that he did anything and everything in order to not be stuck in that position again, barely clinging to life, curled up and slowly feeling the warmth leaving his body.
Had Goku not showed up exactly when he did, and had he not brought the Senzu from Korin, Yamcha knew he wouldn't have been able to hold onto life and might have been gone forever.
That was why when he learned of Goku's plans, he chose to not travel alongside Krillin and Gohan, even though Bulma was angry and protested and pretty much told him they were through, even threatening to do it with Krillin on the way to Namek, but Yamcha was resolute. His will was strong, his determination was fierce, and, surprisingly, even Bulma respected that when she calmed down.
A part of him felt that his relationship with the blue haired woman was never going to recover, but he was okay with that. It was a good thing for its time, but it wasn't going anywhere, and years of spinning their wheels had left them both terribly frustrated.
And so, a few days after Bulma, Gohan and Krillin departed, the new Senzu were ready, and Goku recovered his strength. He and Yamcha would then set out, together, on a special, bigger and sturdier ship, one with an artificial gravity generator that they worked together to crank into the high hundreds. During the trip, Yamcha learned much from Goku, from the refinements to the Turtle School techniques to even the mighty Kaioken, Goku used all the knowledge he had gained from mastering it to teach it to Yamcha.
Demonstrating the talent that had seen him recreating the Kamehameha and which had resulted in his Spirit Ball, one of the most complex Ki techniques the world had ever seen, Yamcha managed to learn the Kaioken, even if he couldn't master the incredible technique, on the way to Namek, and thanks to the large amount of Senzu that had been harvested, he and Goku could train to an insanely intense degree, increasing their powers to an absurd degree.
Yamcha himself was almost a hundred times stronger, and Goku more than twenty times, and though Yamcha might not be anywhere near close to the level of his friend, his growth had been monumental. The results of training together on such harsh an environment were incredible.
The results of the training were immediately put to the test by the monsters known as the Ginyu Force. Goku and Yamcha utterly destroyed the red Jeice and the blue Burter, but Captain Ginyu forced Yamcha to bring out all his power to compete, although he hadn't had to use the Kaioken, and even that wasn't enough thanks to the wily and crafty captain's body swap technique, with which he managed to steal Goku's body, forcing Yamcha to beat the tar out of his fellow Turtle Disciple.
Beaten, Ginyu tried to swap bodies with Yamcha, but Goku was able to interrupt it, recovering his body, and while Ginyu was in shock over Goku intercepting the technique, Yamcha killed him, not willing to risk another body exchange. Goku understood it, even though neither liked the idea of coldly killing the Captain.
The rest of the Ginyu force was slain by Vegeta while they were down, and eventually, the group retreated to the mothership of the Freeza Force, where they would split up again. Goku, Vegeta, Gohan and Krillin remained on the ship, Yamcha rushed to the Namekian patriarch Guru's place, to try to protect him from Freeza and buy as much time as they could to use the DragonBalls.
Of course he had no intention at all of dying, but he prioritized restoring the DragonBalls, and having a hope at victory, over his own life - because after all, death itself wasn't the problem, dying permanently was.
He actually missed Freeza, but he did meet Guru who unlocked his potential, sensing his goal and objective, and directed Yamcha to save Nail who would undoubtedly perish in the battle with Freeza.
Yamcha's power skyrocketed and with his new strength, he went to face Freeza, eventually Piccolo joined him, after fusing with the young Namekian Nail, and together they pushed Freeza past his second and into his third form, though Yamcha had to pull out all the stops and use his Kaioken, pushing to his safe limit of five times, to push Freeza to transform into his...
"Uhm... I thought you were a man?" Yamcha said, as he looked at the... surprisingly feminine shape of the being before him. Well, male was relative - Freeza always looked more than a bit androgynous, but the hypermuscular frame of his- her second form had made him think of a man. "Was that sexist, I don't wanna be rude so, uhm, do you mind if I ask?"
"I have no gender," Freeza responded, "though I suppose if you inferior, lesser life forms must assign a gender to me, in this form I am partial to a female form of address," the slightly posh, very smooth and refined voice of the Emperor, Empress, said, as she struck a pose, showing off her body. "Behold, this is the true form of the strongest in the universe," she said, her arms extended, leaning forwar.d
Freeza was... surprisingly short. Shorter than Yamcha, taller than Krillin, but not by much. Her feet were more like a bird's claws, with three forward and one back, on which she stood as if it were a high heel. She had armored sections that covered up to her thighs, the same white of her skin but visibly a different segment, with a purple, gem-like part down the middle.
Her hips were wide, her thighs were thick and her butt was fat, which was only logical as she had a tail with a fairly thick and fat base that tapered out to an almost wicked point, and her figure became an hourglass as her waist was narrow, but her chest was generous and voluptuous. Her bosom showed ample breasts but they didn't have exposed nipples, under the valley between her breasts there was another purple gemstone-like protrusion, and her shoulders had the same purple gem things on them, as well as her head, what would be a human's scalp.
Her face was wicked, but refined, she had sharp, aristocratic features, and though she was decidedly and definitely alien, it was hard to say that she wasn't strangely beautiful, in a terrifying way.
Yamcha had always had a liking for powerful women, women who could hold their own and who could command others... but he had never thought he'd one day find himself thinking that someone who was an evil tyrant that killed without a second thought would get him going.
But...
Right now, he had to buy time. Piccolo had fled - the green man simply wasn't strong enough without Kaioken, and he hadn't had time to learn it with King Kai. They couldn't afford for him to die and lose the dragon balls again. So Yamcha was holding Freeza off while everyone else made their wish, and while Goku had time to heal from the ass kicking Yamcha gave Ginyu.
Yamcha had already become determined to do whatever it took to survive, to make sure everyone lived, in fact.
Sometimes, however, it was a harder, even more drastic step to take.
"Can I say you're... incredibly beautiful?" Yamcha said.
The evil tyrant, Freeza, raised a hand and imitating a noble lady, laughed a rather villainous laugh, a full on "Ohohoho!" at that, smirking at him. "You think such simple flattery would save your life after you stood in the way of my wish?" she asked.
Even though she said that, Yamcha could immediately see... the skin of her cheeks was just the slightest, faintest bit purplish. Assuming that was how the alien blushed, he pressed on. "No, really... I can feel it even now, this is only a fraction of your power, right?" he asked.
"You're smarter than you look... this is but a mere 5% of my full power," Freeza said, placing a hand on her chest, "if I had to put a number to it, I would hazard it's about six million," she said.
If that was five percent... she was nearly six times stronger than he was with just five percent of her power, and that meant even if he pushed to his absolute limit and pushed the Kaioken to the very unsafe times ten, Freeza would just need to use ten percent of her power to destroy him. "
"Right..." Yamcha sighed, "even I can see there's no way I'm surviving this battle," he said.
"Oh? Are you going to join my side?" the Tyrant asked. "Mhmhm, well, I do find myself in need of competent minions after you slaughtered so many of them. Even my Captain," she said, fanning her face. "But do you think me so foolish as to believe you'd change to my side?" she asked.
"No, you're obviously not," Yamcha agreed. "However," he said, "I'll make a confession that's... very embarrassing."
"Well, you've proven entertaining, even if just a little, so tell me, earthling, what is it that's so pressing that you must tell me before you die?" she asked, her tail swinging excitedly behind her.
"The truth is..." Yamcha's face turned red as he remembered the time he had used this to get out of another problem, though that time he hadn't feared death from the person he was lying to, rather her father, "the truth is I fell in love with you at first sight! Before I die, please let me have sex with you!"
Freeza's composure dropped, her jaw hung, and she looked confused, she looked utterly and downright shocked, she looked positively bamboozled.
"You what now?" she asked.
"I want to have sex with you, Lord- I mean, Lady Freeza!" Yamcha repeated, shouting this time. "Please let me have sex with you!"
"I... I'm just- so you were serious in your expression of desire for my body?" Freeza asked, standing back a little. "Or is this just some sort of desperate trick?"
"Not at all!" Yamcha said. "Look!" he said, as he undid his gi's blue belt and let the pants drop, showing Freeza his half-chub erection. "Look at me, Lady Freeza! Just looking at your magnificent form is already getting me excited!" he said.
"Y-You, you lewd, dirty... damn... ape..." she said, her eyes growing half lidded as she laid eyes on Yamcha's phallus. "O-Oh, wow... that is... so that is a human's... uh huh..." she muttered, raising a hand to cover her face. "That seems a little... limp..?" she muttered.
"Lady Freeza, if you would show me your body a little more, then I could show you my full erection!" Yamcha said.
"My body..?" Freeza muttered.
"Yes! Please let me see your tail from close up!" Yamcha said.
Baffled, but clearly intrigued, Freeza took a step forward and swung her hips, her tail following the movement and in a moment, presenting itself to Yamcha, the tip near his mouth.
Grabbing the smooth white prehensile muscle, Yamcha ran his hands along Freeza's smooth, soft skin. It was actually not as hard as steel as it was when he was trying to fight her, rather, it was like running his hands on satin, it felt wonderful on his fingers, and more importantly... he took the tip in hand and approached it to his mouth, kissing it and starting to trail kisses along it.
"What are you doing, you fool!?" Freeza shouted, her face now actually turning as purple as the jewel where her scalp should be, "s-stop that, it feels funny!"
"Your skin is so wonderful Lady Freeza," Yamcha said, as he trailed more kisses further down, Freeza seemingly rooted to the spot as he maneuvered himself behind her, even laying his hands on her thighs and her ass, without her doing more than simply raising her tail as if to provide him access. "Even back here you are absolutely beautiful."
She didn't have a butthole, not too shocking given the position of her tail, and as he spread her legs a little, to which she seemed to consent since he couldn't move her at all if she didn't let him, he saw what seemed to be a cute little slit, not too dissimilar from Bulma's, with a faint purplish tone, and already leaking some slimy looking juice.
"Hmmh... yeah, you're incredibly beautiful down here," Yamcha said, sniffing and filling his nostrils with the lewd scent coming from Freeza. His cock was stiff as granite and he knew just what to do. "I've decided, I won't accept it, I can't die until I've had a chance to have sex with you!" Yamcha said. "That's why!!"
"S-Stop it you fool!" Freeza cried out as Yamcha took her down onto the ground. Naturally she wasn't hurt in the least, she was sturdier than the planet after all, but it did land her on her back, her tail swinging behind her, her legs spread.
Yamcha gulped. "Look at this Lady Freeza, look at how hard your erotic body made me," he said, taking his cock in hand, stroking it and thrusting his hips forward, "if you're going to kill me anyway, then grant me this one wish, this final request."
"Y-You've been a worthy opponent, the strongest I've ever faced beside my father!" Freeza said, her face flush and her tone trembling a little as she spoke, "in recognition of your incredible power and determination, my august self will grant you this, this final wish!" she said, swallowing, "s-so, so go, go ahead and-"
"Gladly," Yamcha said.
Now, there was something Freeza didn't expect.
Yamcha might not be the strongest warrior in his group. Sure, he had an advantage due to his training with Goku in the gravity room and the potential unlock. But he had no illusions that the gap would remain.
What Yamcha had over his fellow martial artists?
It was his talent for sex.
Freeza really did not know the mistake she had made at that fateful moment, when she agreed to let Yamcha put it in, because as he lined himself up, realizing that, again, Freeza only had one hole, the right one, she didn't know what was about to hit her.
Yamcha pushed it in, and immediately he felt the tender resistance of a virgin pussy, and he felt the yielding flesh part only long enough for him to push his way in, before it suddenly tightened up.
"Kaioken!!" Yamcha cried, a red aura flaring to life as he put his hands on Freeza's breasts, squeezing and kneading them, as he did this, it seemed like Freeza's nipples became freed, they were of a reddish purple color and it seemed like they were hidden underneath her immaculate white skin, which was now flushing purple.
"Ogh, you, you damn dirty ape, how dare you thrust so hard into my vagina!!" Freeza screamed, her tail wrapping around Yamcha, around his torso, the tip coming close to his mouth, which he caught with his lips and sucked on, causing Freeza's body to shudder and her back to arch as she trust into Yamcha's body, almost knocking him off.
"Kaioken times two!!" Yamcha screamed, his aura flaring again, "TIMES THREE!!" he roared as he began to push into Freeza, regaining the ability to move as he began to pound into the tight white alien's impossibly tight pussy that squeezed him so hard it seemed like it didn't want to let him go.
"Ahng, why~!? Why is my, my body, reacting, guh, like this, to a mere, a mere ape's violent, gormless thrusting!?"
"I'll show you I'm not just some ape!" Yamcha said, his voice sounding more than a little rough due to the Kaioken. "KAIOKEN TIMES FOUR!!!"
With an extremely loud oof followed by a cry and moan of pleasure, Freeza's arms grabbed onto Yamcha's shoulders and back, as the scarred former desert bandit pounded Freeza with all he had, all his strength, all his power, focused on giving the alien emperor the fucking of a lifetime, thrusting with such incredible power that he crushed the ground underneath her, creating shockwaves that were rapidly digging the fucking duo into a crater of their own making.
He pawed at and mauled her tits, even using all his strength was only enough to make her barely feel his intense ministrations, and as she got stiffer, tighter, as she was starting to lose control of her body, her nails, pointy like claws, ripping open lines of blood on his back, Yamcha knew he had to do what he had to do.
"You won't- not like this," Freeza moaned. "I'll show you, I'll show you your place, you damnable wild ape!!"
"I told you, I'm not just some ape!! Take this, here it goes..!! KAIOKEN TIMES FIIIIIIIIIIVEEEEEE!!!"
With a resounding, roaring scream that raised his ki to the maximum and caused tidal waves to erupt outward as the shockwave of his power release traveled away from the island he was fighting and then fucking Freeza in, Yamcha pounded the white emperor into the ground harder than he had ever pounded anyone before, harder than anything he'd ever done, as he tried not to immediately cum from the feel of her pussy wrapping around him or her body clinging to his.
"Guh, you monster, you utter monster, you're crushing my pussy, you're gonna break my empress pussy, you, you- what's, what's your naaaameee!?" she shrieked. "Who are you-!? No, wha, what are you!?"
Yamcha slowed down, the kaioken aura's blaze fading so they could see eye to eye, as he captured her lips, sticking his tongue in her mouth and licking it, finding the taste quite to his liking, breaking the kiss and looking down at her from above.
"My name's Yamcha," he said, "and I'm not just some ape, I'm Earth's Solo Wolf," he said, knowing that his relationship with Bulma truly was done forever after this, knowing he'd be alone... "And this is my full power... Kaioken"
"Wh-Wha-"
Freeza's eyes only had a brief moment to widen before Yamcha interrupted her. "Times..!!"
"Nonono I can't take it, I won't- I'll break, stop, stop stop stooooop!!!"
"TEEEEEEEEEN!!!"
Every single fiber of his being, every cell in his body, every muscle, every tendon, every nerve, all the pathways of his ki, every bone, cartilage and even his very blood... all of it felt like it was on fire all at once simultaneously, as Yamcha pushed all of his power, all of his ki, into one final, almighty thrust that transferred from the core of his being all the way through to her pussy, all the energy carrying at once, as Yamcha's empowered body delivered the strongest, most powerful cumshot of all time, directly into Freeza's unsuspecting womb.
The tyrant arched her back and cried out an earsplitting shriek of pleasure as her entire brain shut down.
Yamcha's strength faded, he was pushed beyond his limits, and once more, he felt just like he had then, when he was curled up and dying after being exploded by the Saibaman... except this time, as he fell, limp, he did not feel cold.
instead, he felt a warm embrace, and even heard some light snoring, from the tyrant who he had knocked out by fucking her brains out.
And thus, history did change...
... roughly three years later, in Amenbo island...
An android in the form of an old man raised Yamcha off the floor by grasping his face, and prepared to stab through his chest, but before he could land the attack, his wrist was suddenly caught by a white hand.
"What the-"
"You put your hands on my Yamcha," a cold, refined and regal voice spoke.
Suddenly, a flash of gold erupted, and the white hand turned gold, crushing the mechanical man's wrist.
"You'll pay for that," hissed the former Empress of Evil.
"Oh thank you for showing up honey - be careful about his hands, he can drain energy!" Yamcha said.
"Got it. You rest now dear, I'll take care of this robotic scum," Freeza said, cracking her hands as she approached the robot duo, who really had absolutely no fucking idea what they had just brought upon themselves.
