Playing God (Dragon Ball Commission)

Explosions and the sound of great battles made Beerus’ Planet tremble. It sounded like a war capable of consuming thousands of lives, but in truth it was nothing but a training bout. Beerus—owner of the world—sighed as he lay on his side, supporting his cat like head on one arm.

Goku, Vegeta, and that man called Broly they had brought with them were living up to their name as saiyans. While Whis instructed them, the whole group was engrossed in spars and other types of training to increase their power. It was all dreadfully loud and chaotic, enough that Beerus couldn’t even nap peacefully. Though… they had brought him something good enough that he wasn’t irritated by their presence.

Beerus’ eyes lazily drifted over to where she was, watching the Saiyans battle. Her short white hair sparkled under the light of the stars. It paired wonderfully with her bright green skin. Her purple eyes were bright and alert, and Beerus knew with absolute certainty that purple was the best color in the whole universe. In this way, the woman he was looking at had good taste in clothes, too. They were predominantly purple with a few white bits, clinging to her figure and its perky breasts and curvy ass.

Beerus licked his lips.

He glanced at the saiyans and the commotion they were causing while learning from his attendant Whis. Everyone was quite busy and preoccupied. His tail flicked lazily. Making up his mind, Beerus moved.

He appeared in front of the girl he’d been admiring, moving so fast that it was practically teleportation. She jumped with fright, then quickly bowed her head.

“Lord Beerus!” she said, showing proper respect for his status as a divine being. 

“Cheelai was your name, correct?” Beerus said.

“That’s right, lord Beerus,” Cheelai said.

“Would you like to accompany me somewhere?” Beerus asked. “Sitting so close to all that ruckus can grow irritating, after a time.”

Cheelai hesitated. Eventually, seeing as this was a divine being whose realm they were staying in, she chose to agree. 

“Yes, lord Beerus.”

Pleased, Beerus walked away with his hands linked behind his back right above his tail. Cheelai followed him. He led her across the grassy outside areas over to his castle, which was built into a massive tree in the middle of the floating island. As they climbed the steps, Cheelai nervously rubbed her arm.

“There is no need to fret,” Beerus said. “It is only the two of us here, and no one would dare accost you while I’m at your side.”

Cheelai just nodded.

Beerus effortlessly pushed open the enormous doors to get in. Together, they climbed a set of more stairs, these ones made out of purple crystal. Like he said earlier, Beerus knew what the best color was, and he used it as often as possible.

When they got to the top of these stairs and entered the room on the other side, Cheelai momentarily froze. She hadn’t known what to expect, but a fairly ordinary bedroom wasn’t it. What she didn’t know was that Beerus actually had over fifty different bedrooms in his castle, such was his love for naps. This one was much more ordinary than some of them. If it wasn’t in the God of Destruction’s palace, it could have passed for the regular room of a mortal somewhere. 

There was a big circular bed in the middle with lots of cushions on it. It had windows for lighting, but was so far away from the training duels that they couldn’t hear any of the explosions. It truly felt like they were alone now. Beerus turned back to look at Cheelai, his hands still behind his back.

“You have an extremely pleasing form,” he said.

Cheelai didn’t know how to respond to that, so she just kind of nodded a little bit.

Beerus decided that even nervousness made her look cute. Since she got here, she’d had a quite timid personality, so she must have been a meek person by nature. That perfectly suited him. He grabbed his pants with his right hand and his necklace with the other, then tore them both off and threw them away at the same time, exposing his entire divine body at once.

“Shall we mate?” Beerus asked.

Cheelai’s eyes had gotten as wide as planets. She was obviously shocked, feeling like the situation was outside of her control. But at the same time, she couldn’t help looking between Beerus’ legs, where his flaccid dick was growing hard. Now THAT looked like it could destroy planets.

This entire situation was too much for her, and unsure what to do, Cheelai found herself nodding. Beerus smirked. It was good to be a god; even the cutest mortals could never resist someone like him.

He blurred in front of Cheelai and grabbed her clothes. Just like he did to himself, he ripped off her clothes instantly. It happened so fast and she was so shocked that she didn’t even try to cover her green body. Her nipples were an even darker green, like the color of broccoli. Beerus unconsciously licked his lips.

“Come,” he said.

He scooped her up like a princess. Holding her, he zoomed over to the big bed, dropping her onto it. She landed on her hands and knees. When Cheelai caught up with what was happening, Beerus had already crouched down, placing his snout right in front of her pussy as he studied it.

“Wait—” Cheelai said, nervousness suddenly catching up with her.

But Beerus didn’t wait, because gods have no time for the paltry shame of mortals. His tongue stuck out and went straight into her, licking inside of her erogenous zone.

“Gah!” Cheelai moaned, her body reacting to Beerus’ touch.

She only grew louder as Beerus kept licking. The corner of his mouth turned up in a smirk. He wiggled his tongue back and forth, sensing Cheelai’s pussy beginning to gush.

As his primary method of washing himself, Beerus’ tongue was gifted in multiple ways. He had complete control over it, and it was very long. Even more importantly, the surface of it was coarse and rough, like sandpaper. As it scraped along Cheelai's insides, she could do nothing but moan and scream. Between his legs, spurred on by her noises, Beerus’ dick reached a full erection.

His intent was to get Cheelai moist enough that she would be able to accept his divine manhood, but Beerus was overzealous. After just thirty seconds of pleasure at the mercy of his tongue, Cheelai squirted.

Beerus blinked, pulling back and standing up straight, juices dripping off his face. Cheelai looked back, horrified.

“I’m s-s-sorry, lord Beerus!” she said.

Beerus slowly licked around his lips, cleaning off his face.

“Wonderfully tasty,” he declared.

He pounced on Cheelai, flipping her over onto her back. His dick ended up resting on top of Cheelai's body for a moment. It was so big, and her body was so small, that it easily cleared her belly button.

“This will be fun,” Beerus said.

He thrusted his dick inside of her. The moment she felt it, Cheelai screamed like a saiyan powering up. 

She was stretching so much that she could feel him rearranging her guts, possibly literally. Beerus had enough experience with fragile mortals to avoid breaking them, but even when he was taking it easy his power was a lot to handle. His hips were just a purple blur as he pounded her.

“Sex is like a battle!” Beerus said. “And I’m the best at both!”

Cheelai was moaning underneath him. If he hadn’t gotten her so wet before, he likely wouldn’t have fit! Her petite body jolted underneath him, and Beerus bent down to run his rough tongue all over her breasts, including flicking those dark nipples. He’d been right to allow those pesky saiyans to stay. An offering like this made it more than worth it!

“Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!” Cheelai moaned as he rocked her world. Beerus grinned. He loved the way she was looking up at him! It stroked his pride in a perfect way.

His balls began to grow tight. As a god, Beerus didn’t waste time worrying about things like pregnancies. If a mortal got knocked up by him, they ought to be proud! The demigod children he offered them would be far better than what they would’ve gotten from any other man. So as Cheelai lay cumming underneath him, Beerus fucked her until he let loose, pouring his seed into her.

However… something strange happened. What should have been a triumphant end to their first round of sex (and a segue into the rounds that would follow it) instead left Beerus feeling winded.

It was like a hole had opened up in his being. He suddenly felt less divine in a strange way, and he started to feel inexplicably exhausted. As he panted, he noticed something strange. While he felt worse, Cheelai was practically glowing.

“What did you do?” she asked.

“I… don’t know…” Beerus panted. “I feel… weak.”

Instead of the obedient and meek expressions he’d grown used to, Cheelai actually smirked at him. As if SHE was the god and HE was the mortal!

“Funny,” she said. “I feel better than I EVER have!”

She rolled them over, and to Beerus’ great shock, he was helpless to stop it.

He realized what had happened, although he had no idea why it happened. When he came inside her, a quarter of his powers had been siphoned away into her. The loss of these left him feeling weak, while filling Cheelai with vigor. He realized with a sinking feeling that he was at her mercy… and Cheelai realized it too.

She laughed loudly. “I don’t know what just happened, but FINALLY! I was so sick of walking on eggshells all the time, trying not to offend you! And then you invited me here to fuck, what was I supposed to do? I can’t afford to make you mad!”

“You didn’t want to do this?” Beerus asked, shocked.

“Well, if I knew how good you would be, I could’ve been convinced,” Cheelai said. “But when I fuck, I like to do it in a certain way. Shall I show you?”

Her purple eyes gleamed. Gone was the bashful cutie Beerus brought here. Her delinquent side had come out. For some reason… Beerus still felt a little bit excited.

Cheelai grabbed his ankles, pushing his legs straight up in the air. His dick stuck up, still inside of her as Cheelai crouched above him. With that vindictive smirk she’d developed—which reminded Beerus of one of his own expressions—she started to fuck him.

She drove her pussy down like a maniac. Unlike earlier, when Beerus had to be conscious of her fragile form, Cheelai now possessed power akin to a demigod, and no matter how much he was reeling Beerus wouldn’t break from anything she could do. So she was free to pound him at supernatural speeds. The bed broke underneath them, the mattress crashing to the floor as Cheelai rode him.

“That’s it you big cat! Feed my pussy!” Cheelai yelled

Beerus yowled. This position was demeaning! However, he couldn't deny that her pussy felt amazing. Even with an arrogant expression, she was just as cute as she had been before. No, she might have even been cuter like this. Her boobs bounced around on her chest as she pounded him like a jackhammer. Cracks formed on the floor of the room.

“Cum for me again, lord Beerus!” Cheelai said.

The way that she said “lord Beerus” sounded completely different from before. Instead of being respectful, it was sarcastic and mocking. She squeezed Beerus’ ankles, holding his legs up as she topped him. With a great crash, the floor gave out.

They fell with the bed they were on, down into an even bigger bedroom below. When the mattress hit the ground, Cheelai slammed her hips down with the extra force of a hundred meter drop. Her womb slammed Beerus’ cock from above and he gasped and spewed his cum into her.

He didn’t lose any of his power this time. Instead, his seed bestowed a much more ordinary gift. It raced through Cheelai's system, finding an egg inside of her and fertilizing it. With the godly powers running through them, both of them could feel this happen.

Cheelai reached down, wiping up some of the excess cum that was spilling out of her pussy. She sucked on her finger, tilting her head as she looked down on Beerus.

“Good work, lord Beerus,” she said in that mocking way. “We’ll have to do this again.”

Beerus wondered if he should be concerned that the idea sounded exciting to him.