DBZ:
Mother Knows Best
It was a
cheery midsummer afternoon on Mount Paoz. Birds twittered and
tweeted
pleasantly, while the many animals went about their daily lives.
Rabbits
and deer peacefully munched grass, while just a hop, skip, and a jump
away,
was a clearing, and the House of Son Gokou & Chi-Chi.
It was the latest Capsule home for those
who wanted to live away from the
city, with all the modern conviences,
including triple sound-proof walls and
windows. And believe me, they
needed it.
Through the port
hole door, the insides took on a more homey appearance,
with wood
furnishing all over, save for the kitchen, which had wonderful white
tiling.
Chi-Chi sat at the table, reading one of
the many parenting magazines she'd
already read a dozen times over. With a
sigh she set it aside and rested her
face against her palms.
"Son Gokou..." Her voice spoke
more of lonelyness and longly than any other
words could.
Son Goten was out playing and Son Gohan
was studying in his room. Seeing
Goten pained her sometimes, he was the
exact likeness of Gokou, and shared
every bit of his innonence, naivety,
and unfortunatly, his appetite.
Thinking
about Goten made her think about Gokou, which in turn made her
almost
insanely horny. She had found other outlets since he had died in the Cell
Games,
like her 'get-togethers' with Buruma and 18, or the occasional
discipline
session with Gohan, but nothing could match the fiery passion
between her
and Gokou.
On their wedding
night he had fully submitted to her in bed, which was the
start of a most
deviantly kinky relationship.
Even
after he'd 'settled down', Gokou would sometimes come home late after
training
all day or seeing his friends. When this happened she took the liberty
of
bending him over her knees and spanking the daylights out of him. Oh sure he
could have stopped her at any time, but he never did. If she'd thought he
hadn't been punished enough, she might have taken out her strap-on and
used it
on him for some extra humiliation. Of course, once he'd learned
his lesson
she'd suck him off or give him the rare opportunity to have
his way with her.
It was a wonderful marriage.
Gokou almost enjoyed the treatment too
much. The big meathead was so
childlike and had grown up without proper
discipline it was little wonder he so
wilfully submitted to humiliation
at Chi-Chi's hands. Of course that's why she
loved him.
Gohan was abit different. He'd been so
easy to teach as a youth, always
listening to his mother, until all the
horrible things started to happen that
warped the precious boy. Now he
was growing up, and his hormones, his
relationship with Videl, and
teenage rebellion, made him steadily more
disobidient. Of course a good
paddling always straightened him out.
The
thought of those rosey butt cheeks was almost enough to make her cream
her
panties. So she decided to interrupt Gohan's studies for alittle random
discipline.
After getting changed, she snuck across
the hallway to Gohan's room.
Gohan was studying his physics at the
moment (What? Did you think it was
going to be anatomy? I'm not that
cheap), listening to Beethoven's 9th Symphony.
Physics bored him
incredibly, considering that he and his dad's friend seemed to
break every
law of it on a regular basis.
Whenever
his mind briefly wandered from it's studies, he started to think
about
the same thing all guys think about, girls.
While though Videl was the closest thing he hand to a
girlfriend, he didn't
often fantasize about her, considering how much she
reminded him of his mom,
which was an entire train of thought he didn't
to even go near.
No, he often
thought about Buruma, considering all that time he and Kururin
had spent
with her on their way to Namek. He had been to young at the time, but
in
retrospect he realized that he seen her in many compromising situations
that
he'd never get away with now a days. She had the sweetest curves and
the nicest
ass he'd ever seen, and was definately more developed than
Videl.
As his thoughts
wandered, he coudln't help but imagine her naked and
touching herself.
Unfortunately(?) that gave him an instant erection that nearly
lifted his
desk off the floor.
Unforunately
it was during his favorite part of the Symphony that the door
to his room
opened and closed. His fantasy was taking on a life of its own and
his
pants felt like a vice.
As he
felt ready to remedy the problem, he noticed the music ass off. Odd,
he
thought, maybe the power went out, it did that a lot considering where
they
lived. But no, the plesant hum and breeze of his window fan
persisted. Suddenly
he got a very foreboding feeling and before he knew it
his chair was tipped back
seeing stars and Nimbus clouds infront of his
eyes.
When his vision cleared
he saw the stern face of his mother as she stood
over him. He knew that specific
look and began to work an escape from what he
knew was coming.
"H-hi mom. I was just doing my
Physics homework...not like I needed a demo
or anything..." he
chuckled weakely at his very poor attempt at humour, his
voice full of
nervousness. Chi Chi simply continued
to gaze down, her foot
tapping on the floor. Gohan realized he had only
seen her face thus far, but was
honestly worried what he'd find if he
looked at the rest.
Hindsight
was always 20/20, and Gohan realized
things certainly had changed
with his mom since his dad died (for about
the 3rd time). For a while, she had
been completely inconsolable,
withdrawn, and isolated. Then they found she was
pregnant with Son Goten.
Something about that had brought her out of her
depression. It gave her
something to pour her heart into, and boy did she ever.
Goten was even
more disciplined than Gohan had been at his age. Yet his mother
was sure
not to squash his wild spirit, a trait he definately had gotten from his
father.
Something else about her became even more
different after that. She was now
taller, and stronger than before, a lot
stronger, maybe an equal to human
fighters like Tienshenhan and Kuririn.
Not to say that Gohan was afraid of her,
not physically, but I mean come
on, it was his mom, you can't fight your mom.
He risked to let his gaze wander. Her outfit consisted of a
full black latex
bodysuit, which did nothing to hide her figure,
especially her aroused nipples.
The only hole in it besides the ones at
the neck and wrists was the one in the
crotch, which revealed what Gohan
saw for what might as well have been the
hundreth time, his mom's rather
obvious set of male genitalia.
All
part of some damn wish to Shenron. Wanted to be both the man and woman
of
the house. Talk about a loose translation of the metaphor. With the gain, she
had lost her female sex, but her breasts had grown much larger, and her
sex drive
had been pushed to almost nymphomanic levels. Gohan wasn't
walking funny any
more, but he was still having to deal with the
'discipline' his mother doled out.
He was surprised she hadn't broken her
paddle considering how much and how hard
she liked to use it.
Speaking of that super seat smacker, he
noticed now that she indeed was now
holding it, craddling it's bound leather
buisness end in her opposite hand.
"Stand
up son." She said in her 'do-it-or-you'll-regret-it' voice.
Gohan was quick to stand in a slow and
obedient manner, while trying to
cover up his hard-on with one hand while
he scratched the back of his head in a
nervous fashion. However Chi Chi
quickly batted it away with the handle, and
looked very upset at what she
saw.
"And just who were
you thinking about when you got 'this'?" She inquired as
she prodded
it with the handle of her paddle.
He
irked and reflexively readjusted the uncomfortable positioning of his
package,
stuttering his response, "Uuh n-no one m-mom. Honest." Of course
anyone
who knew Gohan knew he was one of the worst liars in the world,
almost as bad as
his father.
Chi-Chi
watched her son's eyes very carefully. He was so easy to betray his
own
thoughts, it was one of the reasons she loved him. He couldn't be
dishonest,
it really wasn't his nature. She saw his eyes travel slowly to
the ceiling, then
to the floor as he spoke, then she saw them fix for a
moment somewhere behind
her. She turned around abruptly and figured out
what he had been looking at. It
was a picture taken of him, Kururin, and
Buruma before they had left for Namek so
long ago.
"Buruma? Gohan! I'm appalled, how
could you be thinking about one of our
families oldest and dearest friends
in such a shameful manner! You, my oversexed
son, need a spanking!"
With that she exercised her incredible strength and
literally hoisted
Gohan up with one arm and slung him over her shoulder like a
sack of rice.
She then sat herself down on his bed and bent him over her lap, and
pulled
his pants down to his ankles, leaving his pale firm rear bare for her to
see.
With a loud 'thwack' the leather bound
discipline instrument came down on
his ass, resulting in a squeal of pain
from Gohan. His mom really knew how to use
that thing. What was worse for
him however was the fact that it made his cock
only throb harder as he
was actually being turned on by this. What turned him on
even more was that
the warmth he felt pressing against his abdomen wasn't his
own, his mom
got off on this even more than he did.
After
five swats, the squealing became stiffled groaning, and by ten, it had
gone
to full moaning. She had beaten his rear until it had even broken Gohan's
super
human endurance, his ass sore beyond belief, and his stiff member
reminding
him how much he wanted to get some release. Then he felt his mother's
fingers
rubbing something soothing, cool, and moist on his abused rear. This
elicited
a soft coo from the teenager, however when he felt two digits slicken
then
penetrate his puckering anus, he knew this was far from over.
ChiChi was an expert with her hands, from
culinary to carnal craft those
fingers could work their magic on whatever
they wanted, and right now they were
focused on Gohan. ChiChi had gained
her experience with herself and others over
the years, many, many others,
she knew all the little spots that could drive a
person absolutely mad
with pleasure, and had become most proficient in the area
of forbidden
anal pleasure.
She sunk her two
fingers inside him to the second knuckle, and spread them,
then closed
them, then spread them again. This was the standard process for
loosening
up her little boy toy before she took things to the next level. She
then
forced them in as deep as she could go and hooked them tenderly, teasing
her
sons prostate, which was enough to get any man interested in taking it
where the
sun didn't shine. And by the way he was writhing and the noises
he was making,
she could tell she almost had him begging to take it. She
loved to make them beg,
it was a satisfying affirmation of her
dominance.
"Is there
something you wanted to say son?" She asked.
She heard him mutter, and she knew very well what he said, but
she wanted
him to really say it, really mean it, want his mothers
attention so much that
he'd do anything to recieve it.
"I didn't hear you honey, you'll have
to speak up." With that she started to
pump her fingers in and out of
him at a rapid pace.
After
letting out a surprised noise that ChiChi just adored, those words she
had
been waiting for came out between pants and moans of pleasure she had
induced.
"P-please mom...ahh...d-do
me..mmm..." Her sons voice was full of longing
and need, and it made
her feel so good to know that he meant every bit of what he
said.
"Very well honey." She said in a
smooth voice. After slowly withdrawing her
fingers she gave him a loving
pat on the rump and then started rubbing a tight
circle at the small of his
back. "Sit up in mommy's lap."
Gohan
quickly sat up facing his mother, his still red cheeks radiating a
slight
with residual pain. ChiChi took her hand from the small of his back and
grabbed
his rear to bring him closer to her. Gohan realized just how much taller
that
she was now. He was currently at eye level with her. Her gaze was a
strange
mix of love, longing, and sternness. She wasn't going to accept
any of his usual
involuntary resistances, yet when he felt the length of
her warm shaft between
his cheeks he couldn't help but recoil a bit. This
immediately brought ChiChi's
swift punishment, her palm smacking his rear
sharply.
"Now now lover,
you're not going anywhere." Chich held her son closer, every
inch of
her cock between the firm globes of his tush. She began to slowly move
her
hips, causing the skin on the topside of her erection to rub sensually
against
Gohan. Soon enough her swollen cockhead was glistening with precum, while
the
skin on her and her son began to show a light sheen of sweat. She then
noticed
a little something she had thus far neglected. Gohan's own little warrior
was standing at full attention. Of course she happily obliged the poor
lad by
taking her free hand to softly stroke at it. He was hung like an
ape, just like
his father, of course she'd made it well understood that
he would never get to
take his mother, his masculine virginity was to be
saved for the woman he
married. She hoped that it would be Videl. Despite
the way that he tended to act
as a result of his feelings for her, she
felt that the young lady might one day
join the little circle of women
who had actually been able to reign in a
Saiyajin.
ChiChi had become so lost in thought that
she realized her son was about to
pop under her well-paced manual ministrations.
The vein on the underside of his
member was throbbing like an artery on
the verge of a coronary. She slowly
unwrapped her fingers from their grip
on his incredibly hot hard-on.
Gohan
made a protesting groan, but he was quickly silenced by another swift
slap
to his still tingling ass.
"You'll
get your release soon enough, after mommy is done." With that she
took
both her hands, and pulled one of his cheeks to the side with one while
gripping
her tool with the other. She slowly guided herself to his still spasming
but
well lubbed tailhole. First her engorged tip pressed against it, and with
a
forceful but slow thrust she penetrated into her darling boy.
Gohan tried to jump up, but his mothers
strong arms instead proceeded to
push him down,impaling his rear on her
splendedidly stiff love pole. His moans
were loud and filled with
repressed pleasure.
ChiChi was
astonished at how her son had been able to keep himself so tight
considering
not only her girth, but the frequency at which she cornholed him on
an
almost daily bsis. She attributed it to that strength and resilience he
had
not only inherited from his fathered, but also that which he had
forged in life.
In constrast,
Gohan was astonished at the heat filling him. He had felt a
lot of things
before, throughout his life and adventures. Mostly pain. The
training with
Picollo. The fight against Vegeta. Frieza and his goons. Cell. He'd
experienced
agony that no one else could comprehend. Yet when he was in his
mothers
arms with their bodies linked, despite the spreading and stretching of
his
backdoor, he felt happy. The only time he was ever happier was when he
was
with Videl, but that was much different from this.
He continued to moan and make general
sounds of pleasure and ecstasy as he
layed his head against the soft
creamy flesh of his mothers breasts. She slowly
withdrew her pulsing
length from within his contracting rose pucker, and just as
slowly
re-entered him with the soft squishing noises of her lubed shaft burying
into
his slickened passage.
ChiChi
hummed softly in her sons ear, and posed a simple question, "Fast or
slow,
darling?"
Gohan moaned the
answer in a loud voice, "Fast please...mommy."
The first two words were all she needed to
here, though the third one
spurred her forward with even more passion than
before. She tensed every muscle
in her physically enhanced body and began
pumping in and out of her son a such a
speed that any normal human being
wouldn't even have been able to see the motion,
but despite what might not
be seen, Gohan couldn certainly feel it. Every other
moment he was trying
to figure out if she was inside him or not and he couldn't
for the life of
him decide, but he did know that it felt incredible, and the
sight of his
mothers body was almost a blur considering how much motion and
vibration
her body was putting out. He felt it pass through him and increase the
sensations
inside him all the more. Things must have gone on for a good fifteen
minutes
before Gohan's Saiyajin endurance couldn't cope any longer.
His cock swelled and jerked, then began to
shoot with such force that it
splattered up along ChiChi's belly and
cleavage so that the splash ended up
coating her along the tops of her
breasts. His orgasm continued for nearly a full
minute and by the time he
was spent his mother had cum in him aswell, then climax
constriction of
his entire body more than enough to bring his mother to her peak.
The two of them remained together, still
linked by flesh and taboo passion,
for the good remainder of the
day.
ChiChi's thoughts wandered
in naughty directions while she held her son in
her arms. With a devious
smile she pondered what Buruma and 18 would be up to
tomorrow. All in good
time though, for now, she was zonked, but was gaining her
second wind.
Tonight was going to be a long night for Son Gohan.