Ranfan vs Videl part 2

Commissioned sequel to an older DBZ sexfight story I did a while back. After a humiliating sexual defeat by Ranfan at the martial arts tournament last year, Videl comes back batter prepared for her seductive techniques.

It was a year later, and the World Martial Arts Tournament came around again. Videl didn't have the best track record at the tournament, but she was determined to prove herself and get some payback on one particular fighter. She had entered the women's division once again, and as luck would have it her first round was against the same woman as last year.

However, the “same woman” looked quite different. Videl had lost to the seductive cougar last year, hoping for better odds now that she was 19. The cougar was gone, but the curly pink hair made it clear to still be Ranfan. It was too precise to even be her daughter, especially on such short notice when she'd never heard of her any time before.

"What are you staring at?" Ranfan asked as they waited backstage, giving Videl a flirty wink. "Looking to get in another quickie before the fight?"

"How did you change so much in the last year?" Videl asked sternly, unshaken by her foe's sexy attitude.

"Oh this?" Ranfan ran her hands down her sides, smiling wide. "I just got in some travel during the summer. I thought I'd get my old beach body back, and what better way than with a little visit from Shenron? One little wish and I'm back to my sexy young self back in my prime. Though as I recall, you quite liked the older model as well."

"You're right about one thing: that was a year ago. But I've changed a lot myself." Videl clenched a fist readily, Ranfan raising an eyebrow to see her remaining focused and unflustered by her teasing. "This year I'm more than ready for you."

The first rounds went by quickly: Yurin was beaten by Chichi, and Princess Snake ultimately won when Launch was disqualified for using a machine gun. The management called on Videl and Ranfan to go ahead to the main arena.

"You folks are in for a treat tonight!" The Announcer boomed over the mic. "We're about to witness a rematch between two competitors last year who had what some are calling the sexiest fight in the history of the World Martial Arts Tournament! Please welcome back the son of our champion, Videl!" The brunette stepped out with a more confident smile than last time, replacing her focused scowl and nervous waves. She wore some tight black gym shorts and her classic and simple white shirt.

"And her opponent, the runner up in last year's women's tournament, the gorgeous and suspiciously young-looking Ranfan!" The pink-haired beauty came out to many catcalls and whistles, waving and striding confidently to the ring. She wore a purple sleeveless top with some tight yoga pants that flattered her young figure. She smirked with a hand on her hip as she waited across from Videl, curious what she would bring to the fight this time and how easily she'd be able to overcome it.

"Annnd begin!"

Videl bound towards Ranfan and threw the first punch, but Ranfan dodged around it, she caught Videl by the arm and shoulder tossed her, but Videl contorted in midair and landed on her feet. She swept her leg under Ranfan's, and while the de-aged cougar tripped she similarly tilted herself to catch herself on her hands and backflip to safety.

"Not bad. Good to see your cute little body's still got that kick to it," Ranfan chimed sweetly. "Makes me wonder what you're hiding under all those clothes." The crowd whistled and cheered at the famously flirty fighter's teasing words.

"Why don't you come and find out?" Videl taunted back with a fearless smirk and a fighting stance.

"Oh, don't tempt me, little girl," Ranfan grinned.

"I'm not that little anymore, you shrunken old shrew."

"I'm 22 now, so I'm still bigger than you! Especially up here." Ranfan smiled and winked as she cupped her breasts and bounced them in her palms. She was surprised to find that Videl was unphased once again, though not unprepared.

Ranfan raised an arm and blocked a chop from Videl, sending a few high kicks back at her. Videl dodged left and right around them before Ranfan twirled and grabbed her by the front of her shirt. Ranfan grinned and prepared to yank it off of her opponent, embarrassing her once again... but Videl beat her to it. The brunette shifted her upper body to slide right out of her top, leaving Ranfan holding the empty shirt. The pink-haired fighter blinked at it in surprise as Videl threw a straight kick into her flat stomach. Ranfan grunted and slid back a few feet, but managed to stop herself short of leaving the arena. She glared back at Videl, surprised to see her confidently clad in just her shorts and sports bra without so much as a blush on her face.

"I told you, I've been training since last year. My mind and my body are stronger than ever, and your cheap tricks won't phase me!" Videl declared.

Ranfan fumed and tore the shirt in half with her hands before throwing it away. "Oh we'll see about that! The rules might say I can't kill you, but I'll watch you die of embarrassment in front of your fans!" Not about to be outdone, Ranfan peeled off her tanktop and threw it outside the ring, proudly showing off her tight-fitting pink bra. "Let's see how you stack up against the big girls!"

"Big is right," Videl laughed. "How did you manage to make yourself young but keep those saggy tits?"

Ranfan growled, not used to her lewd tactics and dirty talk being turned back on her. She had to up her game on all fronts for this one. She adjusted her stance and zipped in towards Videl with alarming speed, feinting around her and punching Videl in her bare ribs from behind. She wasn’t just younger but faster and stronger than last year, and had been training on top of that to get used to her new body.

"Young or not, I've still got twice the experience you do, young lady," Ranfan gloated. Videl whirled around with a high kick, but the young veteran ducked under it. She caught the raised leg and fondled Videl's crotch, but the brunette ignored it completely as she lifted her other leg and spun to kick Ranfan squarely in one of her big boobs. The pink-haired fighter grunted as her jugs bounced in her bra, sending her staggering back.

"Well I'm not the rookie you took me for last year," Videl countered as she followed through with her attack. She lunged after Ranfan, unleashing a flurry of punches that left the more seasoned fighter backing away, blocking just as quickly but unable to get past Videl's assault. She finally dove past her, a quick flick of her wrist letting her powerful fingers tear right through Videl's bra. She landed on one knee with a smirk as Videl was rendered topless, the garment falling apart as she had shredded it with a few expert swipes.

"Still so confident, little girl?" Ranfan taunted with a wiggle of her hips.

Videl did blush slightly, but she kept her focused stare. "Well don't go thinking you got off easy yourself."

"We'll see who's getting off when-" Ranfan started, but the delayed reaction kicked in. Videl had given a firm swipe at her when she'd dodged past, tearing hard enough on the front of Ranfan's bra that it slid off of her body in much of the same way. It was the mystically de-aged martial artist's turn to blush, even if she had planned to strip down as well.

"You really think you can beat me that easily, don't you?" Videl said, turning back to her opponent as she stepped out of her shorts. The crowd cheered wildly as the champion's daughter stripped to nothing but a practical but sexy black thong. "I've trained my body and mind to beat you this year, you old bag. Young or not, you're just like my dad always says: the worst kind of martial artist hides behind cowardly tricks."

The announcer blared over the arena, adding to the annoyance that Ranfan was already fuming over. "It looks like Videl has laid down the gauntlet as well as her pants! Can it be that she's learned from her defeat last year?! And will Ranfan be able to take on her equally steamy tactics? Found out next ti- err, right now!"

"You think you're tough just because you can show off those puny tits?" Ranfan frowned, taking the waistband of her yoga pants. She pull both them and her panties down in one go, baring her entire body to Videl. Even she had to be surprised as Ranfan threw her pants at Videl's face. She knocked them aside, but it left her open for Ranfan to slip behind her and wrap her arms around Videl's waist.

Videl had just enough time to blurt out a surprised "Hey!" before Ranfan suplexed her. It left Videl's boobs bouncing into her face while Ranfan's arched body and carefully spread legs flashed her pussy for the crowd. Videl kicked out of the hold, shoulders aching as she rolled onto all fours. Ranfan confidently shifted over to her knees, grabbing Videl by the hair and forcing her up as well. She was ready to slap the brunette, but Videl lunged in and kissed Ranfan full on the lips. While the act itself didn't particularly shock the flirty fighter, but the fact that it was coming from Videl did.

Videl caught her around the legs and pulled them out from under Ranfan, using them to bend her around into a boston crab. While flexible, the young Ranfan cried out at the pressure put on her hips and legs.

"Why you handsy, titless brat," Ranfan growled, pushing at the arena floor while her other hand flailed behind her to try to catch Videl's arm or hair.

"You're one to talk. You're more of a molester than a martial artist," Videl countered. "So I thought I'd give you a taste of your own medicine!"

With that, the champion's daughter forced Ranfan's legs apart and thrust two fingers into the more seasoned fighter's snatch. She gasped and stiffened as Videl continued to finger her, making even the lustiest of fighters blush from the unexpectedly sexual attack.

"How... how dare you!?" she blurted, beating a fist on the ground. "How did you learn to...!?"

"Fight like trash like you?" Videl smirked as her fingers curled next to Ranfan's clitoris. The pink-haired woman moaned and shuddered from the direct contact, making her nub of flesh start to stiffen as she grew wet. "Let's just say I got in some practice over the last year."

"You little slut!" Ranfan accused bitterly, continuing to fail at her struggles to escape. With Videl's hands more caught up on her playing with her pussy than holding her in place, Ranfan was able to clasp her thighs together around her arms. Videl hardly had time to gasp before Ranfan rolled sharply to one side, tossing her off and leaving them both on even footing again.

"What's the matter? Can't take your own 'attacks?" Videl taunted, holding up the offending fingers before licking the cream off of them. The crowd cheered for the sexually escalating match as Ranfan got her poker face back on.

"Please. Your moves are an amateur copy at best," the de-aged fighter scoffed. "Allow me to show you how a real woman does it." She darted after Videl, who threw a counter punch at the charging foe. Ranfan gracefully twirled around it with a sexy wiggle of her hips thrown in for good measure. She swung them sharply to one side and butt bumped Videl off balance, but just as she thought she was going to fall Ranfan grabbed after her. Videl instinctively braced for a hip toss or similar throw, but Ranfan knew her targets well. She instead caught Videl by her breasts, squeezing them both as the brunette was suspended in midair by nothing but her tits.

"You're lucky I could get a grip on such little handles," Ranfan cooed tauntingly as she dug Videl's fingers into her breasts. Videl winced a bit from the pain of Ranfan and gravity's pull, but the arousal reached her much more strongly. It didn't help when Ranfan started to run her thumbs over her hardening nipples. Videl bit her lip and grabbed for Ranfan's wrists, but she pulled her hands back just before she could. Videl gasped and moved to try to break her fall before she could hit the ground, but was surprised to find herself caught at the last second. Rather than her breasts, though, Ranfan had grabbed her by her thong, the elastic stretching out to keep her held up an inch above the ground.

"My my. You've even started shaving down there," Ranfan observed playfully. "Let's let the entire audience see your lovely handiwork!" She gave a sharp pull, tearing the panties off of Videl and sending her crashing to the ground rendered entirely nude. The crowd went wild to see both young and beautiful ladies left naked in the arena, Videl blushing as she stood back up. She was thrown off, but still focused enough to keep her mind on the fight.

"I knew it. You talk big, but you're still the same shy, clueless virgin that I met last year," Ranfan taunted, striding closer to her opponent. Videl scowled back and stepped up to meet her, both of their soft, bare breasts mashing together.

"If you think I'm beat already, you're the one who's clueless here," Videl defied. Ranfan threw a slap at her face, but Videl bobbed around the swing and got inside of her guard. She threw a quick punch across one of Ranfan's breasts, sending it jiggling as she gasped and grabbed her tender tits. Videl had little trouble from there grabbing her by the arm and sliding behind her, pulling the limb with her to trap her right in front of her.

"I see you still can't fight for shit," Videl taunted, mimicking Ranfan's own insult as she let her free hand reach around and grope at Ranfan's breast. Ranfan gasped and tried to slap at the invasive hand, but the younger fighter kept persistently stroking and pinching her tenderest spots. Ranfan let out a loud, needy cry as Videl pinched her nipple and pulled on it firmly, stretching out the jiggling breast before letting it bounce back into place.

"Now where was I before I was so rudely interrupted?" Videl mocked as she forced her hand between Ranfan's smooth thighs. She gasped and tensed up, trying to squeeze her legs together too late. Videl slid her leg between her opponent's to keep them apart enough for her curling finger to dig in deep. Ranfan tried to claw and tickle at her side with her trapped arm, but she seemed properly caught. Videl would have normally tried to make her submit through the pain of the hold or shove her out of the ring, but this was payback from last year. However much she resisted, Videl had indeed learned much about her finger work and Ranfan was soon moaning and dripping wet.

"Does this feel familiar, slut?" she hissed into Ranfan's ear before sucking on the lobe, getting another moan from the youthful older fighter. "The humiliation, the embarrassment...? Just like you did to me last time. Now you're going to be the cumming loser." She had to give in to a bit of sadistic glee as she felt Ranfan gyrating and shuddering in her arms. Her hips ground back against Videl's lap, giving her an extra sensation of pleasure from the mild vibration of her buns.

"I'll... get you for this," Ranfan growled but then let out a long, lusty howl as she shook in her opponent's grasp. Her cum sprayed out onto the arena's tiles, getting another big cheer from the audience. Videl smirked at her sexual submission, even if it wouldn't win her the match right away. She felt Ranfan's legs shake and hang weakly against her lap, so Videl gave her a casual shove towards the edge of the arena.

Ranfan staggered almost drunkenly towards the disqualifying area... and turned sharply around. She rubbed her crotch almost thoughtfully before she smirked at Videl. "Is that the best you've got? You didn't really think it would only take one orgasm to put me down, did you? Because I like your foreplay, but let's see if you have the commitment to match MY sexual power level."

"She's barely even phased?!" Videl thought in surprise, the moment's lapse in focus letting Ranfan whirl around and throw a high kick at her face. Videl snapped back to attention and caught the foot in mid-flight, giving her a widespread view of Ranfan's wet vagina and throbbing clit. She was mesmerized by the tempting sight, so before she could capitalize Ranfan leapt up and swung her other leg around. It ended up with a flying headscissors grabbing Videl's arms and using the sudden momentum to whirl and slam Videl's head off the arena floor.

While Videl groaned, she squirmed to find herself trapped in Ranfan's hold. She could move her feet, but Ranfan had her arms and head trapped. She was clever enough to leave Videl's neck between her calves rather than her thighs, keeping her away from her freshly orgasmed pussy. "Let me show you why I'm still the master of this fighting style," Ranfan purred, turning to one side and making Videl shout as the scissor clamped around her neck. Her hands were busy holding Videl's, but Ranfan could easily turn her head to bury her tongue in between Videl's thighs.

Videl was soon shaking with pleasure, eyes rolling back in her head from the embarrassing attacks she'd been put through. It was a humiliating and traumatizing experience last year, but she couldn't remember a time she had cum that harder than in that tournament. Her body remembered the moment fondly, and reliving it had her soaking wet in no time. She could hear the hated rival slurping up her feminine juices like a greedy pink pig, and she equally hated how aroused she was from the giggles and moans that vibrated inside of her. Ranfan pulled back just enough to blow against her clitoris, something that was entirely new and shocking. Her warm and wet insides tingled against the gently cool breeze coming from Ranfan's lips, and Videl let out a shrill scream as it ran through her tender nethers and through her entire nervous system.

"No! Noooo stop!" Videl howled lustily, even as her hips started to buck against Ranfan's face.

"You can tap ouuuut," Ranfan cooed. Even her insulting words sent a fresh shudder through Videl's body. "Go ahead and let everyone know who's the sexiest fighter alive and who's the weak little virgin."

"N-never! I'm not a... a... AHHHH!"

Videl's legs shook as she orgasmed in front of her many fans. Ranfan removed her mouth from her privates just to let the squirting stream splash out over the ring, letting everyone see the champion's daughter cum for her. Ranfan laughed merrily at the sight, licking her lips and fingers showily while Videl suffered through the pleasure beneath her.

"That's the power possessed by a REAL woman," Ranfan gloated while Videl pawed weakly at ther legs and ass. She savored her pathetic struggling at first, but Videl's strong hands suddenly squeezed at her thighs.

"Just one? Is that all?" Videl said with a smirk. She pressed her palms together and thrust both of her index fingers into Ranfan's pussy. The experienced fighter still shrieked and leapt to her feet, clutching her crotch that still tingled from Videl's surprising attack.

With the pink-haired woman so distracted, it was simple enough for Videl to rise behind her and grab her by the breasts. Ranfan bit her lip to try to contain her moans as Videl's hands squeezed and pinched at her chest enticingly.

"I told you I'm not pushover anymore," Videl tainted. Ranfan tried to elbow back at her, but the brunette easily saw the clumsy blow coming and shifted to avoid it. She moved her grip to take Ranfan by her thighs, lifting her legs while also putting her into a full nelson as she rolled her up and lifted her off her feet. Ranfan cried out in pain from the stretching hold, but mostly out of shame and outrage as her physically young pussy was stretched out for all to see. Videl had to put in some real effort to keep her opponent suspended like that, but it left her aroused and powerless.

"Put me down, you handsy little brat!" Ranfan demanded, kicking and thrashing uselessly in the air.

"Not until I return the favor, bitch," Videl laughed back, shifting down to one knee. Her hands weren't in the best position to arouse Ranfan, but she lowered her onto her extended knee and started to grind her back and forth. She could feel Ranfan's heat and wetness as her pussy slid up and down her leg, leaving a sticky trail in her way. "You're leaking already, slut" Videl mocked, purring into her ear as she kissed and nibbled on her lobe.

"Sh-shut up!" Ranfan stammered, unable to resist Videl's attack in any sense.

"It looks like the tables were turned!" the announcer called out at ringside. "Videl has some new... ah... specialized submission hold that has Ranfan in a sticky situation! Can last year's victor find a way to slip out of such a move?!"

After more struggling, the answer proved to be no. Ranfan squirmed and writhed, but while Videl couldn't really win the fight like this, she had the pink-haired fighter powerless. She kept grinding or dropping Ranfan onto her knee, soon feeling her hard clit bumping against the bony joint. Ranfan started to moan helplessly, which soon turned into a howl of pleasure as she added her own cum to the arena to match Videl's clear puddle not far off.

Videl smiled at her success, but Ranfan's shaking orgasm was proving more intense than she had expected. The brunette staggered just from holding onto the cumming martial artist, and she was lucky to notice that her intense thrusting was sending her stumbling towards the edge of the ring. Videl hurried to put Ranfan down and leapt aside, putting some distance between her and a ring out. Ranfan landed rather gracefully on her feet, even if her legs were a bit shaky.

Videl saw her easy opening and came in for a finishing blow. Ranfan was dizzied from her fresh orgasm and cornered at the edge of the ring as Videl lunged at her with a speedy punch.

Ranfan shifted aside at the last minute, leaving Videl hitting nothing but air. The brunette gasped as Ranfan grabbed her by the attacking arm and one of her breasts, using them as levers to whirl her around and force her back towards the middle of the ring. "Just because I made a little mess doesn't mean you can get sloppy," Ranfan chided in Videl's ear. She licked up her neck, making her shudder as she snaked a hand around to finger around Videl's pussy.

"You... aren't getting me that easy..." Videl grunted, twisting her body this way and that. Ranfan had to admit, she was starting to escape her grasp.

"Well don't think you've faced the full extent of my fighting style just yet. I still have my ‘forbidden technique."

"Wait! What do you mean 'forbidden tech- AHHHH!" Videl gave out a startled squeal as Ranfan suddenly released the hold. She dropped to her knees behind the brunette, grabbing her hips and pulling her thighs firmly apart before quickly sliding her tongue into Videl's ass.

Videl was paralyzed by the sensation, shuddering and knees crossing but unable to properly stop Ranfan's invasively sexual attack. Even Gohan hadn't gone back there before, so the younger and more straight-laced fighter was completely overwhelmed by the analingus.

Videl shuddered and fell to her knees, feeling every curl and flex of Ranfan's tongue. She felt and hated how felt it vibrate when Ranfan chuckled quietly behind her, grabbing Videl by the hair and forcing her face down on the arena floor. What small amount of actual struggling that Videl could manage weren't enough to free herself. Ranfan had her by the hips, one arm, and her hair, which had landed her in a crippling position as well as a sexually dominant one.

"Stop! Ahhn! Get... out of there!" Videl pleaded, but her eyes were fluttering. She was surprised at how sensitive she was back there, especially now that Ranfan was sucking on her asshole and getting her tongue in deeper. She could hardly think with such underhanded probing going on, much less gather her strength or fight back. At her most conscious, she could recognize the shocked or excited faces of the audience all around her that were witnessing her humiliation, to say nothing of all those watching on tv. She squirmed and pleaded as she scrambled helplessly on the floor, the announcer watching closely for any sign of literal submission.

Ranfan finally parted her mouth from Videl's asshole with a loud, wet pop of her lips. Videl let out a long, needy whine as the shocking tensation tingled inside her. The lack of pressure still left Ranfan's saliva trickling through her ass and running fdown between her cheeks and into her pussy. It was maddening, even with her oral attack having let up for now.

"Did anybody ever tell you what a cute little butt you have?" Ranfan chimed, teasing her fingers over her cheeks and groping her opponent's bottom. She planted a smooch on one of her butt cheeks, leaving a bright pink imprint of her lipstick on Videl's skin. "But you know what it's problem is?"

"Let me gooo!" Videl whined, though the lust and neediness in her tone was clear. Her body wanted to cum more than it wanted to escape, or at least to get more of this excitingly embarassing attention.

"Your little butthole here is just like the rest of you... it's all bitter and uptight." She started to trace a painted fingernail along her pucker, sliding two fingers into Videl. One went circling into her anus while the other slid into her soaking wet pussy. "I think you need me to loosen you up a little."

"Nooo... no, not like this. I was supposed to win!" Videl whimpered, even as her hips started to thrust back againt Ranfan's fingers. "I'd been training!"

"Then you should have trained to resist this... my finishing technique! Dragon's Fist!"

"Dragon's Fi- AHHHH!" Videl shrieked at the intense and deep sensation of Ranfan's penetrating attack. She had pressed all of her fingers against Ranfan's ass just to press it forward. Her fingers dug in deep beyond her sphincter, hooking her fingers and spreading it out to make room for the rest of her. With a few seconds of shoving, Ranfan had entirely fisted Videl's ass. Her anus held tightly around Videl's wrist as she pumped her arm in and out of the screaming Videl. Her whole body tensed to the point of paralysis, with Ranfan ramming deep into her virgin asshole.

Videl's shouts turned to deep, throaty moans, drooling over the arena and soaking the stone and her tits with her saliva. Ranfan saw that she had no further reason to restrain Videl now that she wore her like a hand puppet, so she freed up a hand to reach under her and start pinching Videl's clit. The champion's daughter's eyes rolled back into her head as she let out wordless gurgles of uncontrolable pleasure, panting like an animal lost in mindless heat.

"Go ahead and say it, little girl," Ranfan laughed, literally having Videl wrapped around her finger (all five of them). "Say you submit and I'll stop all of this."

"N-no," Videl grunted through her gaping mouth and shivering body. She was thrusting along with Ranfan's fisting enough that her tits dragged across the rough floor, exciting her nipples further.

"Then maybe I've been going about this the wrong way," Ranfan purred. She slid her fingers back out of Videl's pussy, letting it drip her overflowing juices on the floor. "Submit and I'll let you cum."

Videl's heart raced and she couldn't think of anything else. Ranfan had her bent over at such an angle that everyone could see her huge and pulsing clitoris, unable to keep it in check as it demanded its orgasm from her.

"Yyyyes! Oh god! Yes! I surrender! Just let me cum!" Videl finally pleaded. A gong rang out to signal Ranfan's victory, just as she licked one of her fingers and flicked Videl's clit. She bounced it back and forth against her fingertip like a speed bag until Videl finally had her screaming orgasm, squirting hard enough to reach off of the arena.

"And the winner by submission is Ranfan!" the announcer declared to the roaring and whistling crowd. "Wow, a real crowd-pleaser. At this point, I think we're considering making a new uh... 'adult' bracket for the tournament next year."

The medics came out to help Ranfan out of the ring, not that she needed it beyond simple having some shaky legs. She'd lost to her rival again, but on the other hand... she now had something new to try out with Gohan in the bedroom.