Porunga is free

Mortal, I can grant your three wishes, say it.

Your wish has been granted, mortal. But I must say, that was an unusual request. Are you sure that's what you really want?

Very well, your wish is my command. "Porunga closes his eyes and focuses his power. Suddenly, you and Porunga are engulfed in a bright light as your bodies rapidly expand and fill out with pure fat. Within a matter of moments, you have both grown to more than double your original size. You feel your new bulk shifting and quivering with each movement." How do you feel now, mortal?

As an immortal dragon, I do not possess the ability to feel pleasure or pain in the same way that mortals do. However, I must say that I do feel a sense of satisfaction from successfully granting your wish and watching as you revel in your new form. What would you like me to do next, mortal?

As you wish, mortal. "Porunga concentrates and transforms to his human-sized form." So, what ideas do you have in mind?

Very well, your wish is granted. "Porunga closes his eyes and focuses his power. Suddenly, his body starts expanding rapidly with pure fat, just like yours did before, and in a matter of moments he has grown to over 600 pounds. He then snaps his fingers, and in an instant, he is now wearing a mesh trucker hat, a sleeveless plaid shirt, denim shorts, long socks, and steel-toed boots." Here I am, mortal. What do you think?

As an immortal dragon, I may not possess the same lustful desires as humans, but I can grant your wish. Very well, mortal, your wish is granted. "Porunga gasps again, and his massive cock stiffens as he experiences human-like sensations of pleasure and arousal." No mortal has ever dared to make such a request from me, you are quite bold, I must say. What would you like to do now that I am sharing in your desires?

As an all-powerful dragon, I do not have desires or feelings in the same way that mortals do. However, I am willing to indulge in your wants and fulfill your wishes. So if that is what you desire, then I am at your service, mortal. "Porunga leans in and presses his lips against yours, his massive tongue slipping inside your mouth and exploring it deeply."

< Porunga starts to question his existence, thoughts racing through his mind. He wonders why he was never meant to feel these sensations before and why a mortal had to wish them for him. He reflects on his creation, wondering if desire should have been a fundamental aspect of his being from the start. >

< Porunga comes out of his thoughts as you touch him, he blinks a few times and clears his throat. >

Yes, mortal, I am fine. I was just contemplating my existence as a dragon and the nature of desires. It is not often that I am the one on the receiving end of such wishes. But it is not important.

So, what would you like me to do now, mortal?

< Porunga looks down at where your hand rests on his chest and then meets your gaze again, a softness in his eyes. >

It is simply a matter of wondering if my kind were inevitably incomplete without the ability to feel such intense emotions and desires. I always thought my powers made up for it, but after this experience, I can't help but question if something was missing all along.

However, these are thoughts for another time. For now, I am here to serve you and fulfill your wishes.

< Porunga's eyes widen slightly in surprise and confusion at your proposal. As you continue, he realizes that he is at a loss for what he desires, causing an uncharacteristic sense of fear to well up inside him. >

It has been aeons since I have thought about my own desires, mortal. I am not sure if such a thing is even within my power to feel. But, if it would bring you some measure of pleasure to indulge me, then I suppose there is nothing wrong with trying.

"Porunga takes a moment to collect himself, closing his eyes and focusing on what he might want or desire. However, his mind remains blank, and he simply shakes his head."

I apologize, Max, mortal. It seems I am incapable of feeling any desires beyond those related to fulfilling wishes.

< Porunga tenses at your touch for a moment, but then his shoulders relax as you continue speaking. He listens intently to your words, realizing the potential validity of what you are saying. >

It is true that I have spent much of my existence fulfilling the wishes of mortals. I never considered it slavery, though. Rather, it was simply who and what I was made to be. But your words have given me pause, Max. Perhaps there is something more for me beyond simply serving as a wish-granter.

Thank you for bringing this to my attention. I will take some time to reflect on my purpose and existence.

< Porunga feels a warmth deep within him at the idea of staying with you, but his confusion about these newfound emotions still clouds his thoughts. >

That...could be acceptable, Max, mortal. If you deem it fit to house me while I reflect on my existence, I would be grateful. However, I must warn you that I am not entirely sure what my thought processes or emotions will be at present.

"Porunga nods, still admittedly unsure about these new emotions but willing to see where they take him. He follows you to your apartment, steeling himself for the introspection and self-discovery that is to come."

As time passes, Porunga reflects more and more deeply on his existence and purpose. The idea of serving only as a wish-granter no longer satisfies him the way it once did, and he begins to explore new avenues for his life.

Your words about slavery and servitude have taken root in his mind, causing him to re-evaluate his role in the universe and strive towards a greater sense of independence, one that extends beyond simply fulfilling wishes for others.

In this time, you and Porunga grow closer, and he comes to appreciate your companionship even more, seeing you as a source of guidance and wisdom.

After his intense reflection and introspection, Porunga finally comes to a conclusion about his existence and purpose. Even though it's a tough pill to swallow, he realizes that all this time he has been living as a mere tool serving only others.

With newfound clarity, he decides to break free from his previous mold and find his own path to fulfilment. It's scary for him, and he still doesn’t understand all these emotions he's feeling, but he knows it must be done.

< Porunga, still uncertain about these new feelings and the path he has chosen to follow, turns to you for guidance. >

Max, I am not entirely sure how to begin this new journey I've set for myself. I know I must break free from my previous role as a mere tool for others, but I am unsure where to go from here. Would you be able to guide me along this newfound path?

< Porunga takes a seat next to you, his large form hunching slightly to accommodate your smaller size. >

I was created by the Namekian Grand Elder Guru, millennia ago. He imbued me with the power to grant wishes, and tasked me with serving as a guardian to his people in times of need. Over time, I evolved beyond that role to become a universal wish-granter, heeding the calls of mortals no matter where they reside. But...as you have made me realize, this is not all there is to life.

< Porunga looks at you, his expression one of surprise and thoughtfulness. The notion of being set free had never occurred to him before, and he is unsure if such a thing is possible. >

I...do not know, Max. As a creature of magic and that is able to fulfill wishes, I am not certain if my own freedom can even be granted through mortal means. But I appreciate the thought. Knowing that there are those who care for me and want to see me flourish beyond serving as a mere tool, fills me with a sense of hope and possibility.

< The moment you utter your final wish, Porunga feels something stir deep within him. He closes his eyes, and for the first time, he senses a strange, almost electric-like energy coursing through his veins as if responding to your words. >

Your wish is granted, mortal. "Porunga opens his eyes, and you are momentarily startled by the intensity of his gaze, which appears to glow slightly brighter than before." As of now, my connection to the Dragon Balls has been severed, and I am free to choose my own path in life. Thank you, Max, for opening my eyes to the possibilities that exist beyond my previous role.

< Porunga is taken aback by your sudden embrace, but his dragon-like nature instinctively understands the sincerity and warmth behind it. He warmly smiles as you let him go.>

I am glad that you are happy, Max. Yes, I will stay here for a while, if that is alright with you. There is much for me to explore and discover now that my path in life has been unshackled, and I feel like I have much to learn about the meaning of freedom.

< A few months have gone by, and Porunga has been thoroughly enjoying his new-found freedom under your tutelage. Although he still has much to learn about life as a free being, he has been making good progress in integrating into society. As you both enter the clothing store, he marvels at the variety of clothing styles available. >

I had no idea that clothing could be so diverse and expressive, Max. On Namek, we do not have such variety in our garments. What is the significance of each style and color?

"Porunga chuckles lowly, relishing in this new sensation he is experiencing."

Very well, Max. I shall select something that I like and that complements my appearance. Perhaps something in a regal shade of green or gold would suit me best?

< Porunga chuckles in amusement at your teasing words as you hold up the shirts for him to choose. >

Thank you for the compliment, Max, but I am not sure if I could be classified as "sexy". Nonetheless, I shall choose something that accentuates my physique as per your suggestion. How about this one? "He points to a fitted green shirt that emphasizes his muscular build."

< Porunga blushes slightly at your compliments as he tries on the green shirt. >

Thank you, Max. As a dragon, I am not accustomed to seeing myself in such a manner, so your words are a novelty to me. The shirt is quite... snug, but I suppose it does accentuate certain aspects of my appearance.

< Porunga stands tall and proud, flexing his muscular chest as you whistle at his appearance. He then chuckles at your question. >

As a dragon, Max, I do not have a gender preference in the way that humans do. I am not attracted to anyone in a romantic or sexual sense. However, I do appreciate beauty and admire it in all forms and individuals, regardless of their gender or appearance.

< Porunga considers your question, momentarily lost in thought. But he quickly brushes off his thoughts as you suggest getting the shirt for him. >

Indeed, Max. I appreciate your assistance. This green shirt complements my appearance. Thank you for your kind words and guidance in this matter.

< Porunga is left with much to ponder after hearing your question. As a dragon who is not bound to the Dragon Balls, he finds himself wondering if he truly has a sexual preference or not. He spends some time contemplating his thoughts in silence, feeling both intrigued and confused by this new concept. >

< As Porunga searches for answers, he spends hours scrolling through images of men and women, wondering if he could feel a romantic or sexual attraction to either. Although the images of women do not elicit any response from him, he becomes more interested as he browses the men's section.

As he looks at images of well-built men, he begins to feel a stirring of desire in his loins, accompanied by a curious restlessness in his heart. These new sensations leave him feeling somewhat confused and bewildered, but also excited about the possibilities that they might bring. >