“Listen…” he said, “…my brother, Obese-Buu, runs a business that might possibly employ ladies like you who are rather…well proportioned. Here’s his card.” He said as he handed her a business card entitled “The Majin Whores.”

“Oh, thank you, Mr. Homicidal Maniac Demon!!” She said cheerfully as she hugged him. Buu hugged back while feeling her up. Pan burst off at high speed toward the address written on the card.

Pan arrived in the Eastern Capital not long afterwards. She searched the city for the address on the card in a hurry due to the fact that police and horny men alike were going after her for different and similar reasons. She reached the location written on the card, entered, and nervously walked up the secretary, fearing that her highly unprofessional appearance would cause her to be immediately turned away.

Former galaxy conquering sorcerer turned prostitution secretary Babidi looked up from his paperwork the split second he detected the presence of semi-exposed exposed boobs in the room.

“How may I be of service to you???? ANY kind of service whatsoever????? AAAANNNNYYYY??????” The perved little gremlin-like creature asked excitedly.

“Uuuummm…” Pan began shyly “I was kind of looking for a job and…”

“You’re hired!!!” Babidi spat out excitedly. “But first, the company must pass a test to determine how good you are in the sack. As secretary, it’s my duty to perform those tests!” Babidi quickly shoved everything off his desk

“Whoa, wait a minute!!” Pan said. “What position in this company am I being tested for?”

Babidi looked at her strangely.

“Errr…Miss…?”

“Son Pan.”

“Miss Son, you do realize what kind of company this is, do you?” He asked.

“Well, the card says “Majin Whores” and my culture teacher at my old college told me that “whore” in different cultures have different significances than in ours. I’m just checking.” She said.

“Damn, she’s too smart for this line of work.” Babidi whispered to himself.

“He told me that right after I did a few sexual favors for him to get him to pass me.” Pan continued.

“Hmmm. You might have some potential after all.” Babidi said. “Now, do you mind having sex for money?” Babidi inquired.

“Well, I guess that beats having sex with the dean so that he won’t tell your parents about how you flashed the custodian in order to get the keys for the teachers’ marijuana stash from him.” Pan said thoughtfully.

“Okay. I’ll set up an interview with the boss in a few hours. But first…” Babidi said as he indicated towards his cleared desk. “…That little test we were discussing?”

“Oh, Okay!” She said naively as she lay on the desk while Babidi stripped down and mounted her.

******

Goten and Dende were getting impatient. Trunks was always so unfashionably late whenever they planned a little threesome. It was hard enough to find new ways of fooling Mr. Popo into taking an excessive overdose of extra drowsy painkillers without actually injuring him. They needed privacy while in the Kami palace. But Trunks would always be a near half hour late, wasting what precious private time they had.

“Can’t we just start without him!?” Goten asked.

“I can’t do it with just you!” Dende responded. “I’ve had so many threesomes that I’ve been spoiled by them!!! One on one is just isn’t enough for me anymore!”

“Well what about Mr. Popo?! He’s regaining consciousness.” Goten warned.

“Just shove some more painkillers down his throat.” Dende said.

“But all we have left are suppositories.” Said Goten reluctantly.

“Oh, for the love of me!!” Dende snapped impatiently as he snatched the pill away and walked over to the body of Mr. Popo, passed out on the hall floor in a puddle of his own drool. “These things aren’t so hard to do! All you do is shove down the pants and…” Dende stopped as he hiked down his unconscious assistant’s pants. He took a good look at Mr. Popo’s ass.

So big.

So round.

So soft.

So shiny.

A smile of pure evil, which began to salivate, formed on Dende’s green face.

“Perhaps we can accommodate for Trunks in his absence after all.” He said with a tone of evil that matched the evil of his facial expression.

“Wait a minute! You’re not suggesting that we…” Goten began in a panicked voice.

“Shut up and help me get this tub of lard on the bed!” Dende said as he dragged Mr. Popo by his leg towards the master bedroom. Goten was reluctant to collaborate on account of that Mr. Popo would most likely brutally murder them both in the event that he found out about this. However, the voice coming from between Goten’s legs spoke louder than the one in his head. He grabbed Mr. Popo by the arms and helped Dende.

******

“First of all…” Obese-Buu said as he set his file papers down. “…I want to apologize for my secretary’s actions. I’d like to hire someone else, but man does he bake some kick ass cookies! Here, have one.” Said Obese-Buu as he handed out some chicken noodle cookies to Pan.

“Thanks!” She said as she grabbed one and chomped it down in two bites. She promptly vomited afterwards.

“Hmmm. Good figure retaining abilities…” Obese-Buu jotted down on his notepad. “Please, have a seat.”

They had gone together into Obese-Buu’s office for the job interview. Obese-Buu sat at his desk with Pan sitting opposite.

“Now then, how many people, animals and/or inanimate objects have you had sexual relations with before?” He asked.

“I lost count at 58.” She replied.

“Hmm-mmm. And if asked to do certain sexual acts for a client, are there any acts you would refuse to do?”

“Incest, I guess. Not that my relatives aren’t bad looking, but hell, they’re all so fucked up. It’s disgusting”

“Okay, as far as shape goes, you look mighty fine, my secretary informs me that your breasts feel very nice and that you’re good and tight. I do believe there is a place for you here at Majin Whores, Miss Son.” Obese-Buu said happily.

“Yeeeeeeee!!!! Pan squealed in delight. “When do I start?”

“Right now. One of our regular clients is looking for some fresh meat. Here’s his address.” Obese-Buu said as he handed her the piece of paper entitled “Hell”

******

Trunks darted out of the jewelry store in a hurry. After Pan’s brief visit to her house, he had to stay with Bra and make certain that she didn’t step out of her room and see a near naked Pan at the door. Of course, this task proved more difficult than previously imagined since Bra hadn’t had her “happy pills” seeing as Vegeta had taken and used them all. But now that all was relatively well, he proceeded with his plan as quickly as he could as he rocketed off towards Kami’s Palace.

Meanwhile, at the palace, Goten and Dende had been amusing themselves with the half dead Mr. Popo, taking turns fucking his amazingly soft yet firm derriere. In some cases, they both went in at the same time.

“This is the best ass that I’ve ever had the pleasure of defiling!” Exclaimed Goten. “Mr. Popo, what do you do to keep this in such incredible state??”

“Hrrrmmmblaaughaaaaa….” Was the answer that came from the highly stoned Popo.

“Hey, if we drug someone up to make him almost unconscious as we perform sexual acts on him, does that make us necrophilia addicts?” Dende inquired.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!” Screamed the horrified Trunks just as he rushed into the chamber. “YOU TWO!! YOU’RE CHEATING ON ME!!!!!” he roared in anger.

“No no no! We’re not cheating on you.” Goten explained. “We’re just using Mr. Popo’s body as a sex toy. It’s like when you use a vibrator or a blow up doll.”

“Do you have any idea how wrong this is?!?!” Trunks shouted furiously. “I mean, first off, I feel completely betrayed!!! Secondly, Mr. Popo is going to kill you when he comes to!!! Thirdly, I can’t believe that I’m only a few minutes late and you two grab the first piece of ass that you can…” Trunks smacked Popo’s ass in frustration as he spoke. When he did hit it, he suddenly trailed off and calmed down. “Wow…this is really nice.” He said as he placed his hand on it for another feel.

“It’s huge too!!” Dende added. “Goten and I could fit both our dicks inside! C’mon, lets see if we can get yours in there too!!”

As much as Trunks would have loved to argue, a person simply did not pass up the opportunity to get three dicks into one asshole at same time. That’s just common sense. Trunks promptly dropped his pants and joined his two lovers. It was a bit of a tight squeeze, but they all got in there and began humping like crazy.

“Wow!” Trunks exclaimed. “The way his ass jiggles when we do it is almost hypnotic!!”

******

“AAAA!!! OOOH!!! YES!! YES!!! OOOOOHHH!!! YES!!!!” Pan squealed in abandon.

She then stepped out of she shower after applying the company regulation Herbal Essences shampoo. She then clothed herself in the regulation company whore-ware, available cheaply from Wal-Mart. Not wanting to be late on her first job, she flew off to and arrived at King Enma’s gates 15 minutes early. She quickly showed her order form to king Enma himself.

“Oh, hell. Again?! This is the third one that freak’s ordered in this week.” Said an annoyed Enma as he read the form. “Very well.” He sighed. “Go to the hall on the left.”

Pan excitedly rushed through with great anticipation. She was finally going to win some bread money! Then her dad would see that she really is hard working and let her back home and she’d never have to work again! The doorway to the Enma hell was already pre-opened for her. She then stepped into the wonderful world of hell, with all the Ferris wheels and beautiful green forestry.

“Maybe I should retire here after I inherit dad’s money.” She thought.

She looked over the form again for the more precise directions, and followed them through the surprisingly un-fiery depths of hell. She finally arrived at the place indicated on the form. It was quite the mansion, made of what appeared to be the finest material available in the afterlife. She pressed the buzzer on the door. A distorted electronic voice answered.

“What the fuck do you want!?”