Well... the title said it all really, doesn't it? This is one of my favourite fetishes (I think?). Also, not my cover, and if this is your cover, then always remember this: plagiarism is the sincerest form of flattery. :3 (colon three).
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Pictures, you, and DD aren't mine. Above is 18, whereas underneath is 21. I think, I haven't actually watched or read any DDZ or any Dragon Ball in general, so forgive me if I'm wrong on anything. Let's just say the world is a burning wasteland, and the only reason you survived is because you hid in an underground bunker, all while Android 18 and Android 21 rule the world with an iron fist, living in the penthouse of a tall tower with the rest of humanity and all the other Androids in it. Again, I don't know anything about dragon ball so I'm making a bunch of sh*t up. Either way, hope you enjoy the story!
(Y/N) POV
I woke up, not knowing anything of the outside world. What it had become. I had packed my bag the night before, or what I thought was night. It might have been midday for all I know. I had packed a few essentials, but not too much. I didn't have much food or water left, no weapons, no anything. I only had a a torch, a sleeping bag, and a can of pears that I was going to eat once I had found something else. If I didn't, I would eat it, and move on. If I didn't find anything else, well... that was simple. I would die.
I was standing on the inside of the door, and staring at the handle. I didn't want to go outside. I didn't know what was out there. There could be giant mutant cockroaches, or evil aliens, or maybe robots had taken over! I was terrified at the prospect of anything being out there. Then again, there was an idea that tickled at the back of my mind that scared me even more than something being out there, waiting for me. That thing, was nothing.
What if there was absolutely nothing out there? For a start, I would die. Secondly, I would likely go mad from the simple idea. And thirdly, I would be lonely. I didn't want to be lonely. I didn't want there to be no one else out there. I didn't want for there to be nothing in the world for me. All I wanted... was a friend. A person I could rely on. A person I could share laughs with. A person who might even, if we really liked each other, repopulate. I didn't know how all that worked, so they would have to show me, and they would probably laugh at me. But the chances of anyone friendly being there to start off with was very slim, and them wanting to be together with me were even slimmer, and them wanting to repopulate was even slimmer than that.
But putting all that aside, I needed to go out. I had no food or water left, and I would die if I stayed here. So I put my hand on the handle, turned it, and slowly pushed open the door.
I could feel heat hit me right off the bat. There were patches of fire here and there, and the ground was scorched. The countryside I had once known was now just a large, flaming wasteland with small fiery hills.
Suddenly, I heard loud noises coming from machinery. An immense shadow was covering me and half the view. I looked around to see an unending tower on immeasurable wheels, coming straight towards me. I ran sideways, to get out of its way, instead of straight on like those stupid people in films, but the structure was just too big for me to make it out of the way in time. I decided to, instead, analyse the structure to find a gap. I noticed a vent. An open vent to be precise. And fairly low down too!
