Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2016 5:18:27 GMT
Thread Power Level: 18,051 PL
Denim's ship gently rocketed out of its orbit finally having reached its destination. The silver vessel touched down upon the planet with a soft thud awakening Denim from her sleep. She rolled to one side and as she did stirred from her bed and sat up to blue grasses covering the ground outside her window. "What a weird place we've landed..." she noted rubbing her eyes. She'd look down at herself and decide aloud, "...since I'm somewhere new I might as well change my outfit." This would lead her to walk over to her bedroom's closet, pull out a blue dress, and change from her old garments to it. When finally finished with this she found herself and her body feeling more free to motion. In three months her weight gain from her pregnancy had altered her form greatly and she could clearly see it.
Not only had her stomach enlarged but her hips were clearly thicker as well as her chest. She estimated it had gone up close to a full cup size from its relatively small B Cup frame. She shook her head and stated, "This is no need to be admiring yourself. I need to train..." she told herself aloud.
She'd begin walking to the door of her room into the main piloting area of the ship only to have Jacquette waiting at the door and tapping her foot in irritation. "Did I hear you say you're going to train?" She'd raise an eyebrow then reach her arm out to grab Denim.
"OW!" she cried feeling her ear yanked by the younger woman. "Don't..."
"Don't do this? Well, if you're going to train I'm going to have to stop you this way because words don't work for you."
Denim then felt Jacquette pull her to the front of the ship and outside its main hatch. They both stepped out onto the grass of planet Namek and when they did she said, "Get training. I want you to learn to defend yourself better if you're going to train as hard as you do. Start with high kicks and let's get a combination of strikes going. I'm going to teach you a technique or two."
Denim didn't like being ordered around this much but she felt her fellow martial artist's hand disappear from her ear and quickly followed her instructions. She began by using her right foot first to perform high kicks that reached well up to her shoulder. With every kick Jacquette stood in her way and blocked the attacks. She grunted with each blow because Denim was putting in quite a lot of force, but otherwise did not have much trouble save with having to raise her hands to quickly block every kick made by the woman.
"I want you to knock me into the ground! Stun me if you must! It's the first part of a technique I know, but don't really know how to apply called, "Mined Strike. It's a technique with explosive power that we can use just like the Explosive Fist. You just need to add a quick dash and then a second kick, one a foe's on the ground, after the high kick."
Denim nodded and kept performing high kicks on Jacquette who remained where she was continuously blocking her strikes. Denim smirked though as each successive blow brought her slowly to her knees. She knew though that Jacquette needed to be struck down in only two. "I'm going to run at you I think then kick you and see how this goes."
"Okay..." Jacquette huffed. For a pregnant woman she found it highly impossible that Denim still had this much mobility and energy, especially for a human but then again she was super strong for one just starting off in martial arts, and she probably was deriving whatever excess energy she had too from the child growing within her. After all, it was part alien as well as part human. Denim gathered her olive green energy around her then suddenly rushed Jacquette within the next few seconds after sending her energy into the ground and her legs. Before she knew it the woman had paused for a moment in mid-run, lifted her leg upon reaching Jacquette and sent it crashing down. The already weakened Jacquette tried to reach out a hand to grab her heel and stop it from striking her shoulder, however, that proved futile and she felt herself slam into the ground face first. The next thing she knew a second suddenly came out and smashed her in the head with a force of 5957 power.
Jacquette felt her hands grip the blue yet sadly she could not move as both strikes pinned and hurt her at the same time. A smile escaped her damaged lips as she lay there with her mouth bleeding slightly. "That hurt, but there's not a lot of force in that kick."
Denim nodded then stated as she shifted to standing around, "I can't seem to apply enough power to this set of kicks to make it work."
"Keep trying then..." Jacquette answered as she rose to her feet again. Denim would do so and in doing so increase her ability to use new and different moves on people. There didn't seem to be much basis for this attack but it was enough to make Denim continue to want to train with her minion until she understood the strike her little helper wanted her to learn.
Denim's ship gently rocketed out of its orbit finally having reached its destination. The silver vessel touched down upon the planet with a soft thud awakening Denim from her sleep. She rolled to one side and as she did stirred from her bed and sat up to blue grasses covering the ground outside her window. "What a weird place we've landed..." she noted rubbing her eyes. She'd look down at herself and decide aloud, "...since I'm somewhere new I might as well change my outfit." This would lead her to walk over to her bedroom's closet, pull out a blue dress, and change from her old garments to it. When finally finished with this she found herself and her body feeling more free to motion. In three months her weight gain from her pregnancy had altered her form greatly and she could clearly see it.
Not only had her stomach enlarged but her hips were clearly thicker as well as her chest. She estimated it had gone up close to a full cup size from its relatively small B Cup frame. She shook her head and stated, "This is no need to be admiring yourself. I need to train..." she told herself aloud.
She'd begin walking to the door of her room into the main piloting area of the ship only to have Jacquette waiting at the door and tapping her foot in irritation. "Did I hear you say you're going to train?" She'd raise an eyebrow then reach her arm out to grab Denim.
"OW!" she cried feeling her ear yanked by the younger woman. "Don't..."
"Don't do this? Well, if you're going to train I'm going to have to stop you this way because words don't work for you."
Denim then felt Jacquette pull her to the front of the ship and outside its main hatch. They both stepped out onto the grass of planet Namek and when they did she said, "Get training. I want you to learn to defend yourself better if you're going to train as hard as you do. Start with high kicks and let's get a combination of strikes going. I'm going to teach you a technique or two."
Denim didn't like being ordered around this much but she felt her fellow martial artist's hand disappear from her ear and quickly followed her instructions. She began by using her right foot first to perform high kicks that reached well up to her shoulder. With every kick Jacquette stood in her way and blocked the attacks. She grunted with each blow because Denim was putting in quite a lot of force, but otherwise did not have much trouble save with having to raise her hands to quickly block every kick made by the woman.
"I want you to knock me into the ground! Stun me if you must! It's the first part of a technique I know, but don't really know how to apply called, "Mined Strike. It's a technique with explosive power that we can use just like the Explosive Fist. You just need to add a quick dash and then a second kick, one a foe's on the ground, after the high kick."
Denim nodded and kept performing high kicks on Jacquette who remained where she was continuously blocking her strikes. Denim smirked though as each successive blow brought her slowly to her knees. She knew though that Jacquette needed to be struck down in only two. "I'm going to run at you I think then kick you and see how this goes."
"Okay..." Jacquette huffed. For a pregnant woman she found it highly impossible that Denim still had this much mobility and energy, especially for a human but then again she was super strong for one just starting off in martial arts, and she probably was deriving whatever excess energy she had too from the child growing within her. After all, it was part alien as well as part human. Denim gathered her olive green energy around her then suddenly rushed Jacquette within the next few seconds after sending her energy into the ground and her legs. Before she knew it the woman had paused for a moment in mid-run, lifted her leg upon reaching Jacquette and sent it crashing down. The already weakened Jacquette tried to reach out a hand to grab her heel and stop it from striking her shoulder, however, that proved futile and she felt herself slam into the ground face first. The next thing she knew a second suddenly came out and smashed her in the head with a force of 5957 power.
Jacquette felt her hands grip the blue yet sadly she could not move as both strikes pinned and hurt her at the same time. A smile escaped her damaged lips as she lay there with her mouth bleeding slightly. "That hurt, but there's not a lot of force in that kick."
Denim nodded then stated as she shifted to standing around, "I can't seem to apply enough power to this set of kicks to make it work."
"Keep trying then..." Jacquette answered as she rose to her feet again. Denim would do so and in doing so increase her ability to use new and different moves on people. There didn't seem to be much basis for this attack but it was enough to make Denim continue to want to train with her minion until she understood the strike her little helper wanted her to learn.
