A/N: This is a sequel to my story Uncontrollable Lust.

If you're unaware of how this came to be, a few notes to recap:

Gohan originally gained long term lovers out of Chi-Chi, Bulma, Panchy/Mrs. Briefs, #18 and Zangya in the aftermath of the Cell Games.

Despite Earth being peaceful, Bulma began to realize that Gohan had a split personality, one that was constantly lustful, and one that was his "normal" self.

While conspiring to wish away the lustful personality with the dragon balls, the Lust Gohan, who they'd thought was sleeping, overheard it all, and after stealing the Dragon Radar, made a wish on Shenron for him to be given the power of the dragon balls to make wishes, and being granted this wish, Gohan then powered the dragon balls to grant him as many wishes as he wanted.

One such wish was for him to be a god, and for him to be able to choose goddesses (a title Bulma later describes as just being a glorified concubine), and with another wish, made it so all women became competitors for this title.

With the power of the dragon balls, Gohan then took over the universe while making a Saiyan army out of his army of female Saiyans (as he wished the Y-Chromosomes out of his sperm), and after accomplishing this, he moved on the Trunks' timeline, took Future Chi-Chi and Future Bulma, then traveled back in time again with both of them, to the day Planet Vegeta was destroyed.

Upon his preventing this event and killing Frieza, Gohan impregnated the female members of the Saiyan race while killing the male members of the race, before going to Earth, where the Lust Gohan killed the Ox King and took Chi-Chi's mother, Tee-Tee, before, after a few weeks of time passed, Gohan wished for the non-Lust Gohan personality to be removed from his body and placed in a clone, before making the Good Gohan the canister for the negative energy of the dragon balls.

After this, the Lust Gohan went on unimpeded in his lustful conquests, with the Good Gohan learning how to use the negative energy as a weapon against Lust Gohan.

Despite being several times more powerful than him, the intervention of the demon Towa prevented the Good Gohan from defeating Lust Gohan, with him promptly killing the Good Gohan, along with Zangya, Videl and the Chi-Chi of his timeline.

That's the general summary of the story, with the "Bad Ending" taken into account.

I put up a poll, asking if there should've been a sequel, and the majority vote said for the story to focus on giving more Lust Gohan lemons than on giving more details to plot that surrounds Good Gohan in the afterlife.

As such, here we go.

Launch held a thermometer under Gohan's tongue, eyes tensing slightly as she looked at how high the temperature was going the longer it stayed in there, her eventually pulling it out when she pulled the rod, now having a red line through its whole length.

"Gohan, just how long has it been since you wore clothes?" Launch looked her brown eyes into his, for once, black ones as he sat in the room, his eyes sagging down somewhat.

Though he wore clothes at that moment - a black gi with a gray belt - Gohan knew she was referring to the time before then, as he'd only put the gi he wore at that moment on at her behest.

He tried jogging his memory, his voice slowed somewhat, "It's been a while. When I left the Hyperbolic Time Chamber was the last time I remember."

Launch narrowed her eyes at him, then glared at the thermometer, "It's no wonder you got a cold then, streaking around for so long."

He mentally sighed.

Under normal circumstances, Gohan would simply wish his cold away, but since he'd gotten the cold, he was barely able to concentrate on anything, let alone conjure the concentration needed for a wish.

"Gohan!" Mrs. Briefs, or Panchy, as she wanted people to start calling her, came bursting in wearing nothing but an apron with a plate full of hot soup, "I heard you had a cold, so I made some hot soup to make you feel better sweetie."

As she spoke, she used a partially motherly tone that held traces of seduction under it.

Gohan looked up tiredly, giving her a faint smile, "Thank you. I'd like it if you could feed it to me."

She smiled, walking in front of him and crouching down slightly, knees bent at a 45 degree angle with her butt sticking out, her taking a spoonful of the soup and lifting it towards his mouth, "Say "Aah" Gohan."

Gohan did as he was told, staring down at the valley of her cleavage as he did so, eyes remaining there as Panchy scooped up spoonful after spoonful, her adjusting herself so that he'd get a better view when she realized where he was looking.

The longer he sat there, staring at the mounds of flesh in his face, the more the boy grew erect, and though it wasn't as large as was usual for him, the 11 1/2 inch bulge in his pants was evident to the eyes of the women present, sticking up under his blanket.

Panchy looked down at his shaft, eyes opening themselves up slightly, speaking with a trace of a giggle, "You're pretty healthy down there at least."

"Interesting." Launch said, looking down at Gohan's bulge, throwing the blanket away and pulling the gi away to reveal his massive manhood, her even poking it curiously, Gohan sniffling slightly above her. "You know, people who are tired physically because of excercise can usually breathe better when they have a cold."

She looked away from Gohan and to the blonde sitting next to her as she said this, and Panchy looked back whilst asking, "Do you think if he excercised he could breathe better?"

Launch looked at Gohan, then shook her head, "Any regular excercise wouldn't do the trick. As he is, he's strong enough that excercise would probably bore him to death before it tired him out."

Panchy looked at Gohan's steel hard abs, a seductive smile gracing her face, "I always liked smart, strong men."

Gohan found himself leaning in towards her with these words, and she leaned in as well, her kissing him deeply. His hands found her womanly hips, and he lifted her up as though she were a paper weight, falling on his back and letting his hands find her firm ass cheeks upon her falling into his lap, him massaging them casually.

"This ass is too perfect. I can see where Bulma got her's from." Gohan said with a visible smile.

He gave a little slap on Panchy's right ass cheek, which made her gasp a bit, only for her to smile a bit after a moment, her crawling herself up on him whilst on all fours.

When her breasts hung over his face, despite them being covered by her apron, Panchu reached behind herself and aimed him, pushing him up and pressing him into her, releasing a low exhale as she eased her hips down on him slowly, feeling him reach deeper and deeper inside of her body.
When her walls reached his base, she looked down at Gohan, sitting up and pulling her head out from the apron hole for her head, throwing it a short distance away as she positioned her knees higher up his body, straddling him as Gohan took in the sight of the Goddess ranked woman's body.

He stared at her impossibly curvy hour glass figure, him admiring the body that was gifted for him to play with.

Her body gave him a sensual feeling, a burning almost, in the pit of his stomach, and he leaned up, grabbing both of her breasts and sucking on Panchy's right nipple, a low moan escaping his lips as she adjusted to move with him.

He felt her grinding on him, his moans growing as pleasure coursed through his body.

He hated the cold so much, he thought.

If he hadn't gotten it, he would've fucked the woman slowly riding him then as wildly and brutally as his body would allow under normal circumstances.

Feeling him sucking on her nipples, Panchy moaned lightly herself, hugging him into her breasts as she started lifting and slamming her hips down on him, her ass and tits jiggling to her movements as their flesh clapped loudly, the immense pleasure she felt intermingling with surprise as she heard him moan over the sounds of the loudly creaking bed.

She looked down as she continued riding him, eyes wide in a happy surprise.

She'd managed to make him moan, for the first time, she realized.

She forced her walls to clench as tightly around him as was possible, her bouncing herself on him as she heard him struggle not to moan any louder, moaning freely herself as she pleasured herself on him, the hope to hear his moan loudly becoming her ambition, something Gohan didn't want to happen.

Mrs. Briefs felt herself move more wildly than she thought possible at this, her excitement fueling this, only for her fun to be abruptly ended by two arms wrapping tightly around her stomach, lifting her body up in such a way that while Gohan still sucked her nipples, his cock had left her now empty and lonely hole.

The blonde looked behind herself almost angrily, Launch speaking before she could.

"This should be excercise for HIM. Not for you." She pointed out, Panchy's angry expression fading to a pouting expression that, as Gohan opened his eyes to look up at the woman, he found rather cute.

Despite this, he gave a mental sigh in relief, his teeth leaving the nipple he'd been biting down on, him looking at the two women, his expression becoming blank.

"You know you're interrupting right?"

Launch looked at him with a small glare, but still nodded and set Panchy down on his lap once more, "If you want to try that way of excercise, then be my guest. You just need to be the one doing the work is all."

"But that's no fun." Panchy said, her looking down at Gohan, "I finally felt like I wasn't just a worn out old woman for a minute there when I heard him moaning."

"Don't lie to yourself. You're actually a lot less worn out than most of the goddesses combined." Gohan spoke, him honest in this through his nasally voice.

Panchy and Launch blinked at this.

"Really?" The former asked.

"Yes. The only other ones who could keep up with you were #18 and Chi-Chi before you were a goddess, and even now you keep up with them even when they're stronger than you. You can't be a worn out old woman." His right hand slapped her ass, causing a small squeak to emit from the woman's mouth amidst the low clap. "Especially when your body's like this."

She blushed slightly, but nodded nonetheless, a smile gracing her face.

Despite this, as Gohan's expression shifted as he looked up at the blonde on top of him, who pouted at the realization that she still had to move, she complied with the message within his expectant gaze.

She pulled herself off of him, crawling to her left, onto the other side of the bed, and positioning herself on all fours again, Gohan getting up slowly and crawling behind her, Mrs. Briefs hands reaching up and grasping the head board for the bed, her looking back at Gohan a second later, who positioned himself behind the woman, him grasping the base of his cock and pulling it up, aiming into the hole that promised pleasure to him.
With the blonde bracing herself, Gohan took hold of her hips once his head was pressed inside of her hole, and thrusting forward, their flesh clapped once before he started moving.

With his movements came the moans of both people, Panchy moaning much more loudly than Gohan, who at most sounded more like he was grunting than moaning.

He pulled her waist up slightly, the lower half up her back sticking up in the air, her breasts bouncing wildly from his thrusts, swinging heavily but rapidly as he moved, her ass cheeks jiggling delightfully as she lay there, her head nearly hitting the headboard.

"Now that's an ass." He muttered to himself while looking down at her.

It seemed every woman in Bulma's family, as far as he knew, seemed to have an ass nicer than most others combined.

He started thrusting harder, and at the sight of his large length plunging itself into Panchy's body, his balls and her breasts swinging, Launch felt herself grow hot between her legs, her hand reaching to the part of her nurse uniform that covered her crotch, watching the two as he fucked her brutally, Launch's other hand reaching up to her heart as she watched him, in earth shattering awe at the power of behind his hips, them becoming so quick they were blurs, but so powerful that markings could be seen on Panchy's body over time.

His thrusts were unceasing in the manner he chose for a good deal of time, his clenched butt cheeks showing off the amount of effort behind fucking Panchy that he gave.

Over time, Panchy's body exuded a sweaty layer over her skin, making it shine in the room's light, her loud moans turned into screams as Gohan had his way with her, his eyes clenched tightly as he grunted, her legs, slack from her waist being held up so high that her knees hung in the air, with him standing on his feet at this point, jiggling with the blurred collision of their flesh, her toes curled tightly as he kept moving in a way that brought the blonde woman the most pleasure, the curdling feeling festering within her stomach making her close her tensed eyes, her releasing a loud cry as she climaxed.

Gohan grunted, obviously trying to hold himself in despite her tightened walls making this much more difficult than he wanted, his flesh colliding with her's for a few moments more before he finally thrust himself fully inside of her, releasing a stifled moan as he released himself, his hands leaving her waist and wrapping themselves around Panchy's stomach, her breathing heavily as she felt this happen to her.

Despite this, Gohan's breathing was only slightly labored, and as he pulled out of her, Panchy's pussy immediately spilled his sperm, it being a much smaller amount than was normal for him.

Launch moved a hand over her mouth as she realized this, yet she didn't know of the dust her barely used gloves had until it was too late, with her breathing it in and promptly sneezing afterwards.

Her appearance in general changed instantly, and she looked up, her eyes now green, hair now blonde, skin a few shades paler than before.

Seeing how hard Gohan still was, Launch, with no altered memories, brought her hands up, unbuttoning the nurse getup she had on as Gohan stared at Panchy's pussy, the older woman's legs quivering in the afterglow of their first round.

With his done, she walked forward, smiling.

"Do you want to have a piece of me too?" She asked with a sultry expression, and Gohan's predatory smile told her enough of his answer before he moved.

He proceeded to fuck their bodies to a soreness they had never known before, it being so great that even their immortality didn't save them from being near the brink of death from how hard Gohan had fucked them both.

There the two goddesses would lay on the bed, their lower holes fucked to amazing degrees as they lay on the bed unconsciously, Gohan himself breathing heavily, him smiling as he could breathe again.

He concentrated his power, and the dragon balls on his chest glowed.

I wish I didn't have this cold.

The surge of energy that came and left his body went again, and Gohan smirked down at the women as the cold left him, before he decided to rest for the day, him soon being under the covers of the blanket with two sexy blondes on either side of him.

This would be until he looked at the blonde Launch and remembered they were two different personalities.

With a smile, he made a new wish.

I wish Launch was split into two women.

A blue haired woman appeared on top of the blonde one, and Gohan closed his eyes, satisfied for the day as he took a firm hold of Panchy's ass cheek as he fell asleep.

"Why is it so hot?" Gohan's gaze, turned skyward, narrowed into a look of annoyance at the blue haired girl's whinily given question.

She lay face down on a lawn chair, asking this while her arms sat crossed under her head, her chin resting on her stacked forearms.

"Maybe it's because it's summer time?" Gohan asked with sarcastic curiosity.

"Other than that!" Maron sat up quickly, half-glaring and half-pleading. "Can you wish for it to be a bit cooler?"

He mentally sighed, questioning himself once more about why he said she was one of his goddesses two months of his life beforehand.

His reasoning then was that the women he'd chosen up to that point had already been screwed by him, and therefore qualified for the position because of their experience.

At this time, the women he'd first fucked during the day he'd become a god, with the exception of Launch, had proven to be less "goddess-material" than what he would've preferred they be.
Maron was the primary example of this thinking.

Since he'd stopped trying to take over the multiverse, she'd been asking him again and again for him to wish her up gifts.

Initially, Gohan found no problem with it, but at that present moment, he found some irritation to be festered towards her.

"I wished you this pool, why don't you just go in there?" He answered her question with a deadpan expression that hid his opposition to her idea well.

He couldn't deny that he didn't want to wish the temperature down for his own sake, as he'd only recovered from the cold a few days prior to then.

Despite this, he sat naked on his lawn chair, a stark contrast to Maron that he'd chosen to adopt willingly for comfort's sake.

After how greatly it had proven to be uncomfortable for him, Gohan didn't want to risk catching another cold, as the the swim wear he had would do little to cover him, and even if he were to wear a more comfortable pair of swimming trunk, they would more likely be a cause of discomfort, as a size that would normally fit him would feel uncomfortable if he got a hard on of any kind, while a size that could accomodate for this would likely only serve the purpose to falll off of him.

As neither option was optimal, Gohan had simply decided to go nude.

"I wanted to spend time with you. Not go swimming."

"What was the point of asking for this pool then?" Gohan couldn't stop himself from asking this.

"I thought it'd feel nice outside, but not this hot." Maron looked at the sky as she said this, shielding her eyes from the sun with a hand and glaring at the sky.

"Will you feel better if we swim together?"

"No..." Maron pouted, but didn't look at him.

"Why not?"

A moment of silence passed them by.

"Maron?"

She lowered her head, "Because I don't know how to swim."

He gazed at her in surprise.

Then, after standing up, lifted his hand to her, "Then I'll teach you. Come on."

She looked to him, then reached up a hand, taking the hand he offered her.

Gohan taught her some simple strokes and how to tread water.

Despite her claim of not knowing how to swim, she was a fast learner.

Maybe the blood hadn't directly gone from her brain to her breasts after all, Gohan thought.

Maron was swimming around well enough that one wouldn't know this was her first time swimming well.

She felt comfortable enough in the water to move to the deep end to practice, her soon doing laps around the pool itself.

When she finally grew tired, Gohan would watch her body, as she exited the pool, water falling off of her as she walked, her swimming suit hugging her body all the more, his cock growing hard at the sight of it.

"You think I did well with your lessons?"

Gohan forced himself to look away from her body as he sat back down on the lawn chair.

"Well, I suppose you didn't do much worse than some people with some talent at swimming. So I guess you did."

Maron, who saw his cock standing up straight, smiled slyly.

"Why don't I give you a reward then?" She said, walking in front of him and getting to her knees. "As thanks for teaching me?"

Gohan looked down at her, and he smirked faintly.

"If you think it'll be a reward."

She gave a small smile at him, then leaned down, grasping his cock in a tight grip.

"I know I can't satisfy you by myself. Even someone like me knows that much. I just mean that I'll try to do what I can." She looked down at his cock head now. "And besides, this is the best way to get what I want that I can think of."

She wrapped her lips around the red head of his length, sucking his cock as Gohan moaned softly in pleasure, him reaching up and placing a hand on her head as she moaned softly at the taste of him, her sucking on him softly as she reached down, a finger rubbing over her pussy as she felt his manhood grow harder and larger in her hand quickly.

She pulled her hand away from Gohan's length as she felt this, closing her eyes as she allowed more of his cock to enter her mouth, Gohan shoving the 12 inch cock down as the black haired Saiyan felt pleasure fill his body, Maron forcing her eyes to remain closed as she sucked on him, deepthroating him as she hummed into his cock, sending warm vibrations down his flesh.

Keeping himself from moaning, Gohan acted on impulse as he reached down, taking the parts of her swim suit that wrapped around her shoulders before swiftly ripping it apart down the middle on both her front and back side.

Maron shrugged the yellow cloth off without stopping her deepthroat, her still fingering herself in preparation for what was to come, Gohan watching her with a small smile as she felt the woman slathering her tongue all over him as she took in his taste.

When she had brought him to full hardness, Gohan gripped her head softly, and she automatically stopped, Maron taking the signal and pulling her head slowly, tortuously, up and off of his cock, the woman standing up with her eyes still closed as she moved her hand from her opening, her moving her tongue around in her mouth as though trying to savor the taste of his pre-cum, her swallowing eventually and smiling down at him.

"Okay." She said softly, placing her knees on either side of the twelve year old's waist, her waist lifted up in the air as Gohan laid down on his back, the boy staring down at her breasts as she lowered herself, the head of his cock rubbing against her opening, a small wave of pleasure sending itself through both of them before she eased herself down on him, moaning softly as he filled her up, his length reaching her womb as she gained a sudden shortness of breath, Maron closing her eyes as the twelve inches of his length pointed into her.

Gohan smirked, then transformed into his first Super Saiyan form, the inch and a half bump pushing Maron up a bit before he placed his hands lightly over her bent knees, the boy bouncing her up on his cock.

Maron straightened her body, her H-Cups bouncing heavily as she felt herself getting pushed up by his cock before gravity pulled her back down, Gohan doing it as much for pleasure as for watching her very well-endowed breasts bouncing. She reached behind herself, hands pressing into Gohan's knees as he thrust inside of her, bouncing her on his cock as she gave loud moans of pleasure, breasts bouncing wildly as she did so.

As Gohan smiled up at the sight, Maron tried to use the technique that Towa had taught her, clenching her walls as tightly around Gohan's cock as possible as she was pushed up, releasing her pussy's grip on him when he reached the head of his cock from bouncing so hard, him thrusting back up inside of her just as she clenched her walls on him again, the process continuing as Maron grew closer and closer to her climax, her moans growing strange and her body starting to glisten in the twilight as she cried louder and louder.

In time, the woman's walls clenched tightly around him, and Gohan smirked as he came inside of her, Maron having thrown her head back as she gave a final cry.

Then, as she fell forward, with Gohan catching her there, he smirked at her tiredness, before closing his eyes, pulling his cock out of her as she fell asleep, snuggling up to him as her hole spilled his semen.