Chapter 2: Maximum Satan Breeding

Broly was feared and well known as a Saiyan amongst Saiyans. Even the likes of Planet Vegeta’s royalty feared his innate power. So it was that he was ostracized and exiled. Twice over, and in one timeline he died at the hands of Goku due to the crying of that same infant as they lay together, and in another he was instead made to heel at the feet of the conqueror Frieza who attacked his subjugated his people. Yet at humiliating as that second fate was, at least he lived and attained his independence from that same fiend.

But there was another timeline in which he existed too. In this one, he came to Earth with Paragus. It was at the height of the android’s rampage. Just as his father in the first two timelines of his life died, so too now did he in this one. Here he died at the hands of Cell.

It was not a proper death. Instead of dying as a warrior, he was consumed and acted as fuel for the bio-android. Cell was in a pitiful state when it happened, and while Paragus was no stranger to fisticuffs and fighting, was unprepared for what happened to him. And though he had yet to touch the power bordering on becoming a Super Saiyan, him being absorbed was enough to push the bio-android to a power level on par with his Perfect form from the get go though he was still nowhere evolved to that state. Even 17 and 18 were forced to put aside their differences and cooperate with the Z Fighters.

Broly had sought vengeance. His docile demeanor was forgotten and he found himself exploding with rage, the very thing his father had feared. Still, for all his power, he could not count on the bio-android’s unique quirk. Just like his father before him, he found himself wound up in the creature’s tail. Despite being so much stronger than Cell in his current state, he was not prepared for this predicament, and was very close to being swallowed him and making his new mortal enemy far worse than Goku’s infantile wailing in the crib a true God of Destruction that even Beerus would learn to fear. Yet Gohan barely saved him at the last minute. But he was more than happy to make do with 17 and 18.

In this reality, it took all their efforts to stop Cell. Things might have ended up like they had in Future Trunks’ timeline if not for Broly’s presence. His insurmountable rage as the Legendary Super Saiyan came to the forefront just as his father feared. But normally a thing of pure terror, it was not nearly enough to hurt Cell in his current state of power. The Cell Games were opened up far earlier than either of them could adequately prepare themselves for. Yet just as he had against Zamasu, so it was that Future Trunks learned to channel the power of his anger to new heights and was able to knock back the bio-android for the first time.

That flow of power was only temporary. For all his strength in killing Frieza and King Cold, he was still unused to all the power of his Saiyan heritage, and he spent all of his power so much that his sword snapped in half. Even with Cell having one hell of a nasty gash on his chest, he still had the power advantage.

“I will finish what I started,” he said, pointing his finger at his opponent. Future Trunks raised his sword to defend himself from the oncoming attack, a feeble gesture. Yet at the last moment, Gohan intervened and used all his power to attack Cell. Already strong on his own, the boy’s rage eclipsed far what anyone thought he was capable of as he went all the way to Super Saiyan 3. It was barely enough to still fight against Cell, but they were now equal in power.

As the battle went on, Cell brought out his tail, intending to grow ever stronger. Like Buu who ate Gotenks, he was ready for another taste of Saiyan power. It was only thanks to the timely intervention of the Legendary Super Saiyan that Cell was prevented from becoming a force akin to Jiren. Working together, they smote Cell to ash and ruin for good.

That just left the problem of all those who had died at Cell’s hands. At that point, Broly’s mindlessness rendered him vicious and uncontrollable. Even with the other Z Fighters present and Gohan being in his current state of power, it would take an enormous amount of effort to quell their new opponent’s rage.

“It was because of you that my father died,” he said, looking at Goku, remembering 17 and 18’s mission to fight Goku. And he knew about Cell’s biological makeup involving a bit of Goku. In that state of mind, all he could think about was that infant’s whining that disturbed him as a child.

“Wait!” said Bulma. “We can bring your father back. Okay?”

The woman’s voice and beauty appealed to some vestige of his reason. It was enough to keep Broly from killing everyone there. And so he agreed to wait for them to gather the Dragon Balls and revive his father.

Fortunately Bulma had other plans. Taking inspiration from the control crown his father left on him, she designed a new one and placed it upon his head. To all of their benefits, it rendered him inert as he once was, instantly zapping him back down to his base form.

Years passed and Earth was at peace. But in all the time it would take to gather the Dragon Balls, nobody knew what to do with a catatonic Saiyan who was traumatized from his father’s death. And all of the Z Fighters were fearful of trying to take him out now, could sense the latent power ready to burn out from within him once again. So fearing the destruction he might cause in a place as widely known and close to other civilians as Capsule Corp, instead they had him stay at Master Roshi’s place. Even after his father was revived, his nature as a would-be tyrant was well known and he was kept locked up where he couldn’t be a threat anymore.

The island was quiet and peaceful, enough to keep someone like Broly from going out of control or raging out. So things remained that way. Roshi also appreciated the company. Knowing that Bulma had managed to calm down Broly, he always had some naughty video on the tube to keep him in that docile state.

But things were about to change very soon. Videl wanted to learn how to fight like the rest of the Z Fighters. It was said that Gohan was the sole savior who vanquished Cell, and she wanted to learn how to spar from him. The very fact of Broly’s existence was kept as a secret from the rest of the world, and she was no exception. So she figured she’d try Roshi’s place. She just hoped the old pervert would keep his hands to himself.

The moment she landed on Kame Island, she went into Roshi’s house. After knocking on it, he answered the door with a big smile on his face. She could hear some porno tape in the background and even without looking at it, she knew exactly what it was.

“Why hello there missy! What can I do for you?”

She didn’t even need to know why he was smiling at her. She just sighed to herself. “Is Gohan here?”

“No, but I do hope you can stay to have some tea! It always gets lonely here, you know?”

“Um, alright, I just need to know something. Can you train me to fight like he does? I want to be able to fly like him and Krillin and everyone else.”

“Train you? It’s been such a long time since I’ve had a disciple! Let me get out some of my old videos to refresh my memory.” It didn’t even register to him that bringing in a total stranger, let alone a beautiful woman like Videl in her cute little pigtails might trigger some latent id within Broly. He was desperate for company, and someone like her was perfect. Old dogs really did never learn new tricks.

“Alright,” she said, going inside and shutting the door behind her. As she did so, she saw Broly sitting on the couch, watching that porno tape. He was still shirtless, and leading such an easy life hadn’t made his body doughy in the slightest. Instead he was just as built and muscular as before.

Videl almost jumped up in excitement from looking at him for the first time. As Roshi was busy looking for his videos on how to train people, she just stared at him. She forgot all about why she came here at first and shamelessly ogled him. The dirty moans from that porno only got her mor turned on.

Even in his docile state, her admiration didn’t escape him. He looked right back at her. The two of them locked eyes before Roshi spoiled the moment.

“Sorry Miss Videl you’re going to have to give me a moment! I need to find my training videos in order to get a feel for this thing! I’ll be rummaging through my basement. But do make yourself at home!”

“Sure...” she said, her voice trailing off. She still found herself lost in thought at the sight of Broly. She found herself so mesmerized by him that she didn’t even hear Roshi go down into the basement.

“Hello,” Broly said for the first time. Despite his imposing stature, his voice was gentle, almost quiet.

“H-hi...” Videl barely squeaked out. She had seen shirtless guys before, but none like this one. Even Goku and Vegeta weren’t as beefy as he was.

Despite his placid nature, the sight of Videl also incited something inside of Broly. The young woman was nowhere near as exposed as he was. Yet he could see her body frame under her clothes very well. He started imagining what she might look like naked. And just like Roshi, he was starting to like her company.

The darker nature that his late father feared hadn’t gone away just like that. He suddenly found himself getting hard in his pants, thinking of all the things he wanted to do with her. Watching Roshi’s porn vids might have been enough to keep him at bay, but all the while he watched them, he wanted a real girl’s touch. Now he had one right within his grasp.

Videl also liked the look of him. She had heard the stories of Gohan’s victory over Cell, but she could sense his look wasn’t just for show. So she began to imagine what feats of power he was capable of.

She wouldn’t have to wonder for long. Broly got right up and went right on over to her. He had a big redwood poking up right in his pants, and in his innocent state of mind, didn’t even bother to cover it up. Videl blushed at first seeing just how big his boner was, pointing right at her, but her mind was going crazy thinking just how good it would feel inside of her.

She was staring at it for several moments when he suddenly pushed down on her shoulders. His power didn’t disappoint and she was down on her knees, staring at his bulge barely restrained by his clothes. She couldn’t believe her lurid little fantasy was coming true so soon, but then she remembered Roshi’s remark at her and realized that she needed something to take her mind off the old pervert.

She licking her lips and slowly pulled his pants down. The erection protruding in his clothes was nothing compared to seeing his erect cock out in the open. It wasn’t just the length or thickness of it, it was just so red and pulsing with a vein running through the shaft. She could feel the heat of it on her face and could smell his arousal so thick in her nostrils that she couldn’t think straight.

Videl could barely get out a gasp at the sight of it. The sight of her mouth open in awe incited something in Broly, further breaking the control from Bulma’s crown. Then he suddenly grabbed her face and shoved her mouth right onto the phallus.

She was so shocked from the thick hot cock in her mouth that she couldn’t move at first. Though she was paralyzed from just how fast this situation escalated, he was not so patient, and moved her head back and forth up and down his penis. He was so rough that she was gagging almost instantly. That didn’t keep her from getting turned on, her nipples were stiffening already and she felt a dark heat inside of her pussy. As he facefucked her, his big balls were slapping right up against her chin the whole time.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth from her oral sensations. Even with how brutal he was being, she had begun to adjust her mouth to accommodate his dick, licking underside the enormous shaft. It was all so new and good. He wanted to get a look at her sucking him off.

When he looked down, he grinned to himself at her so subservient. He let go of her head and she didn’t stop moving her head either, she was doing it on her own. But he could see that she had also darted a hand down her pants, touching herself.

He licked his lips, wondering just how she would taste. So he suddenly grabbed her head and pulled it off his cock. Videl’s stare was vacant, it was so weird for that hot throbbing thing to be out of her mouth again, and she nervously licked her lips, savoring the hot aftertaste of his penis. All she could do was stare at the meaty cock in front of her face, still just as big and now dripping with her spit.