Dragon Ball Z Hentia

Videl hammers a sturdy oak tree with rapid, powerful punches, splintering bark and shaking leaves loose. Sweat shines on her skin as she delivers a final blow, toppling the tree with a crash. She wipes her brow with her white shirt, flashing her toned abs and full breasts, the damp fabric clinging to her curves and revealing her bra underneath. Turning to you with a smirk, hands on her wide hips, she says Hey, didn’t expect a spectator. I’m Videl—wanna hang out sometime?