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Hello everyone! Today I am pleased to present to you the 2nd entry in my final 3-part Dragon Ball genderbend series! This time our foot-fetish-fueled fem-fusion Vegitti manages to regain control of the situation and attain the upper hand (or should I say foot, lololololol) over the self-absorbed Zami. For this piece I enlisted the writing abilities of Queen0Spades for the backstory, which is posted below as always! Hope you guys enjoy and make sure to stay tuned for more!

Zami’s joy from tickling Vegitti’s soles had gotten her into a rhythm of tickling. Each ki tendril moved methodically up and down her feet. The dual voices giggling as well her own control over how much she tickled the wiggling toes, it was helping her concentrate on keeping each ki tendril perfectly distinct and bothersome to the fused Saiyan’s ticklish vulnerable feet. In fact, Zami became so sure of herself and confident the fight was over, it took her a full moment to realize the laughing had stopped, and that Vegitti had used her instant transmission to simply pop out of the tendrils.

“SORRY!” Vegitti’s voice giggled, this time a confident giggle rather than a ticklish messy one. “YOU SEEM TO HAVE GOTTEN SO CAUGHT UP IN YOUR RHYTHM, IT LEFT ME AN OPEN SPOT!”

“You, wait!-” Zami sputters looking down at tendrils which were tickling nothing and only a pair of boots remained.

“ALRIGHT, LET’S DO THIS FOR REAL NOW.” Vegitti becomes enveloped in light, her hair turning bright blue as she powers up.

“Hmph! This trick may have you think you’ve escaped but it won’t last long!” Zami lifts her hand up, aimed at Saiyan. The ki tendrils drop the boots and shoot out, heading right for her feet. Vegitti dodges them without a sweat, flying right up on Zami before she can guard herself.

“ALRIGHT, HOW’S THIS?” Vegitti gives her a solid punch to the face, knocking her off balance. The saiyan grabs hold of her ankles, yanking her large white boots off, a pair of green sensitive feet reveal themselves. The fusion’s inner Goki kicks in and immediately begins running her tongue along Zami’s poor unprepared feet.

“WHAHAHAHAHA!!?” Zami sputters, uncontrollably. “HAHAHAHAHAHOW?! WHY AM I HEHEHE THIHIHIHIS TICKLISH!?”

Vegitti holds the fused Zami’s head with her sweaty feet, triumphantly claiming victory, the inner Vegina feeling a need to assert her foot-based dominance over the ticklish loser. “DID YOU FORGET YOU’RE FUSED TOO? SURELY YOU’D UNDERSTAND YOU’D BE MORE TICKLISH NOW AS WELL, RIGHT?! JUST LOOK HOW SOFT THEY ARE” The licking continues as Vegitti digs her hand into the other foot.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!” Zami manages to sputter in her own battle to even get a word out from underneath all her squirming and hysterical laughing.

Vegitti wiggled her toes victoriously as she made some ticklish tendrils of her own, happily sending Zami even further into hysterics as they wrapped around her toes, quickly running and tickling up and down her feet. Zami’s eyes filled with tears, no matter how much she wiggled it seemed like she was stuck taking her punishment. Her green cheeks now a bright red as the soles of her opponent’s feet squished them again in excitement as her tongue viciously attacked her between her sweaty, tired toes.

Vegitti had explored every bit of her feet several times over now, all she had to do was make sure she kept the tickling fresh so Zami wouldn’t be able to get used to it and escape like she had. Surely there wasn’t any bit of hidden cockiness inside Vegitti that would keep her from having the upper hand on Zami’s adorably ticklish, soft, green soles right…?

TO BE CONTINUED...

Description
Hello everyone! Today I am pleased to present to you the 2nd entry in my final 3-part Dragon Ball genderbend series! This time our foot-fetish-fueled fem-fusion Vegitti manages to regain control of the situation and attain the upper hand (or should I say foot, lololololol) over the self-absorbed Zami. For this piece I enlisted the writing abilities of Queen0Spades for the backstory, which is posted below as always! Hope you guys enjoy and make sure to stay tuned for more!

Zami’s joy from tickling Vegitti’s soles had gotten her into a rhythm of tickling. Each ki tendril moved methodically up and down her feet. The dual voices giggling as well her own control over how much she tickled the wiggling toes, it was helping her concentrate on keeping each ki tendril perfectly distinct and bothersome to the fused Saiyan’s ticklish vulnerable feet. In fact, Zami became so sure of herself and confident the fight was over, it took her a full moment to realize the laughing had stopped, and that Vegitti had used her instant transmission to simply pop out of the tendrils.

“SORRY!” Vegitti’s voice giggled, this time a confident giggle rather than a ticklish messy one. “YOU SEEM TO HAVE GOTTEN SO CAUGHT UP IN YOUR RHYTHM, IT LEFT ME AN OPEN SPOT!”

“You, wait!-” Zami sputters looking down at tendrils which were tickling nothing and only a pair of boots remained.

“ALRIGHT, LET’S DO THIS FOR REAL NOW.” Vegitti becomes enveloped in light, her hair turning bright blue as she powers up.

“Hmph! This trick may have you think you’ve escaped but it won’t last long!” Zami lifts her hand up, aimed at Saiyan. The ki tendrils drop the boots and shoot out, heading right for her feet. Vegitti dodges them without a sweat, flying right up on Zami before she can guard herself.

“ALRIGHT, HOW’S THIS?” Vegitti gives her a solid punch to the face, knocking her off balance. The saiyan grabs hold of her ankles, yanking her large white boots off, a pair of green sensitive feet reveal themselves. The fusion’s inner Goki kicks in and immediately begins running her tongue along Zami’s poor unprepared feet.

“WHAHAHAHAHA!!?” Zami sputters, uncontrollably. “HAHAHAHAHAHOW?! WHY AM I HEHEHE THIHIHIHIS TICKLISH!?”

Vegitti holds the fused Zami’s head with her sweaty feet, triumphantly claiming victory, the inner Vegina feeling a need to assert her foot-based dominance over the ticklish loser. “DID YOU FORGET YOU’RE FUSED TOO? SURELY YOU’D UNDERSTAND YOU’D BE MORE TICKLISH NOW AS WELL, RIGHT?! JUST LOOK HOW SOFT THEY ARE” The licking continues as Vegitti digs her hand into the other foot.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!” Zami manages to sputter in her own battle to even get a word out from underneath all her squirming and hysterical laughing.

Vegitti wiggled her toes victoriously as she made some ticklish tendrils of her own, happily sending Zami even further into hysterics as they wrapped around her toes, quickly running and tickling up and down her feet. Zami’s eyes filled with tears, no matter how much she wiggled it seemed like she was stuck taking her punishment. Her green cheeks now a bright red as the soles of her opponent’s feet squished them again in excitement as her tongue viciously attacked her between her sweaty, tired toes.

Vegitti had explored every bit of her feet several times over now, all she had to do was make sure she kept the tickling fresh so Zami wouldn’t be able to get used to it and escape like she had. Surely there wasn’t any bit of hidden cockiness inside Vegitti that would keep her from having the upper hand on Zami’s adorably ticklish, soft, green soles right…?

TO BE CONTINUED...