Dragon Ball Era: The Adventures of the Legendary Super Pervert! 

he warned playfully. "You might be in a bit over your head here."

Mai snorted and chuckled, unaware of the prowess of her opponent. "Yeah right." She was the one holding the gun. She had all the power here. "I'll ask you nicely for the last time. Hand over the Dragon Ball."

For the last time, huh? Master Roshi thought humorously. Oh dear… He should probably try to go easy on her. And – his cheeks were slowly getting flushed – maybe he can have some fun while doing so, too! Despite his efforts, he could not hide to sleazy grin that appeared on his face. With his hands still behind his back, he exerted pressure on his right foot and – in the blink of an eye – bolted forward. Before Mai could even pull the trigger, he appeared behind her and once more began to cup her ass and reveled in the taut texture and the swell of her buttocks. "Oho~! Your butt sure feels nice, girly! It's so firm! You must train a lot in your spare time!"

"Aaaaah!" Mai hastily spurred around with crimson cheeks and began to fire on the geezer. "You sick perv!" she shrieked, her body recoiling after each shot of her firearm, before she recuperated and fired another bullet. In her agitated state, she kept her eyes closed as she opened fire. A shame; if she hadn't, she could see that the old master had already relocated and that she was firing into nothingness. All she did was empty the clip each time she pulled the trigger. When she finally opened her eyes again, her pupils dilated in shock. The… the old man? Where… was he?

"Heh-heh!" Mai shrieked and jumped up in shock as she heard the geezer's foul laughter behind her. "You need to train more mentally, girly. You're far too easy to perturb. Some meditation would do you well." He strolled up to her in a leisurely pace. If he was anxious of the gun Mai held in her hands, he didn't show it. Mai reacted to his steps forward with a backwards one, trying to maintain their current width of separation. As long as he preserved this pace, it wouldn't be hard to keep her distance. At least that offered some solace to her. But then, once more using his superhuman speed, Roshi closed the gap between them before Mai could even react.

Shit!

When he got close enough, Roshi snatched Mai's belt that kept her coat fastened and pulled at it with enough force for it to break. Both sides of the trench coat that her belt held together flew to opposite sides, revealing her white tank top underneath. The perverted master wasn't displeased in the slightest when an ample amount of cleavage was revealed to him. The piece of clothing was somewhat tight around her fit frame, making her chest squelch from the pressure. Not much, mind you, but enough for him to notice. Wowzers! the old Turtle Hermit thought. Who knew she was hiding such a nice rack beneath that coat! Nicely round and fully-developed, and considering her youthful appearance, probably without an inch of sacking~!

And, he noted with glee, she didn't seem to wear a bra underneath…!

"Kyaa!" Mai shrieked with a pitch that seemed unbecoming for the stoic soldier she wanted to portray herself as. In truth, she was much more self-conscious than she let on. Ever since she was young, topics like boys and lechery were a nerve-racking topic for her. Showing so much skin to a member of the opposite sex was… was…! "How embarrassing!" She shook her head, carrying a heavy blush on her cheeks. Shaking her body, however, made her fleshy pillows shake enticingly underneath her shirt, confirming to the old hermit that she indeed did not wear an encasing beneath her top.

Master Roshi gulped audibly, unable to resist the allure of the heavy knockers as they swayed left to right and vice versa. They seemed so spirited and supple. The hard-on in his pants received an ample amount of blood as he licked his dry lips. The only thing that his adventure this morning had lacked was an eyeful at the teen's fleshy mounds, but now he was gifted with superb compensation – a very bouncy compensation! Though it wasn't strange considering she was a few years older than the girl from this morning, he estimated this woman's cups to be larger and more developed than those of the girl's this morning. Of course, it'd be even better if the funbags could sway without being hindered by something as frustrating as clothing. Something that could be easily remedied, he figured with a perverted snicker.

By then, Mai had recovered enough from her abashed state to glower at the old man with a furious expression. This man… was a… a…! "Pervert!" This lewd geezer had to be punished for his many missteps. Men like him needed to be taught a lesson! Once more, she aimed her firearm. This time, she would not miss. "Take this!"

The bullet was fired with incredible accuracy that would've felled any normal man. Roshi, however, was no ordinary man. With speed that seemed to be gifted by the gods, he evaded Mai's wrath with ease and jolted toward her. When he was in arm's length of her pistol, he snagged her gun and disarmed her. Despite the efforts it must take to move at such speed, Rosh showed no signs of tiring as he steadily held the gun in his hand. He eyed the astonished woman with unexpected sternness. For the first time, he actually looked quite intimidating. "You really should train your body more, girly. Look how easy it was for me to steal your gun." He pointed the firearm in her direction. "You're completely defenseless now."

"W- wait?" Mai pleaded, lifting her arms up to signal her yielding. Her heart skipped madly in fear. "Don't shoot!"

Chance! With Mai's guard down and her arms up, Roshi was free to try and remove that irritating piece of clothing that shielded her desirable body from his perverted eyes.

Appearing behind her with superhuman speed – much, much faster than before– he grabbed the sides of her top and soared it past her raised arms and shoulders before she had a chance to react; she could only inhale sharply in surprise.

"Wh- whaaat?!" Mai screeched helplessly as she felt the fabric of her top drag her jugs up, brushing against her nipples before gliding past them, and then she felt it slide past the top of her breasts, which meant she was now…! "Nooo!" she wept, feeling her tits fall back into place with a generous bounce as the chill breeze of the island enveloped her sensitive nipples.

"Hoooooooooooo boy!" Being the first pair of funbags he'd seen in decades, Roshi couldn't take his eyes off them, studying and memorizing their size and shape, as well as noting the light shade of peachy nipples adorning the tips, perfectly sized to match their volume and milky skin. The ever-present breeze on the island made it somewhat chilly, and her nips responded to the cold accordingly. He ran his eyes over her body, keen on remembering every single detail. They really did seem quite heavy~! They truly seemed to be more mature than those of the girl from this morning would've been! After all this time, he finally had a pair of breasts in front of him again! Underneath his shorts, he felt his shaft starting to throb, fully awakened to the state it had been in this morning. He pointed overzealously at the unconcealed bosoms, blood dribbled down his nose as he yelled,

"Ti…! Ti…! TITS!"

With her breasts unstifled, wobbling into place for the old man to see and enjoy, the last of Mai's serious-demeanor disappeared as if it'd been a façade; replaced by a stuttering and flushed mess of a woman. "N- no!" She crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to hide the spirited globes from his pervy eyes. "D- don't look!"