In the heart of Capsule Corporation, Bulma's loneliness sparks a forbidden curiosity. She strips off her iconic orange bodysuit, her body glistening with anticipation. Her fingers dance along her skin, tracing the curves she knows so well. She lies back, her legs spread, inviting her own touch. Her fingers find her wet, throbbing pussy, plunging in and out, mimicking the rhythm she craves. She gasps, her body tensing as she climaxes, her voice echoing in the empty lab, calling out her own name in the throes of passion.