Dragon Ball: Tales Throughout The World (for MelloMelon)

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Time has passed since the defeat of Piccolo Jr and the time for a long peace seems to finally be here. Goku and Chi Chi are a newly married couple and were generously gifted a house from her father, the Ox King, as a wedding gift. Now time for the worlds first power couple to begin their lives together.

While most newlyweds are inseparable for the first few months of marriage, Chi Chi would find she has the opposite problem. Goku seems to only want to train, hunt for fish and bath. The only times it seems like she can get Goku in the house for more then 5 minutes is to eat and sleep. It’s even more impossible to try and get him to help around the house. He doesn’t do it maliciously, he just was raised in such a way that making sure he bed and doing dishes was foreign to him.

On this day, it was a day like any other for Goku. He was in the backyard training with a series of punches and kicks in the air. He always starts off slow at the house before moving deeper into the forest for a more intense training

[MelloMelon]

Chichi stared at the mountain of potatoes, carrots, and onions that she had been chopping for the past hour, and then at her pale hands as she vigorously washed the gargantuan mountain of dry white rice in her kitchen sink. She glanced up forlornly through the wide front window of her kitchen, into her garden, and at her husband as he diligently sparred nothing with those big strong arms of his.

The hot-blooded girl sighed. With the newlyweds, there had been no honeymoon, no special plans… they hadn’t done anything at all… which was fine. Sure, she wasn’t a girly girl who wanted jewellery and nice clothes and things like that, but… she wanted attention every now and again! She’s tried to go for a picnic with him the other day, which was nice, but as soon as they had sat down and Goku had inhaled every scrap of food (which took all of 3 minutes) and had zoomed off into the trees. Leaving her to clean up, of course.

Was this was married life was supposed to be like? Looking at the magazines that Bulma had shown her when she helped pick out her dress, and by all the way those made-up girls with their high hair and higher shoes talked about it, Chichi wasn’t so sure…

Chichi didn’t like being taken for granted. She didn’t like to lose fights. She didn’t like to be treated like doormat, or a washing machine, or a cook, or-or---a SLAVE!

The brunette blinked. ...A slave...?

Chichi saw herself, crying and chained, clad in only her panties as Goku laughed maniacally over her, fists on his hips, like some tyrant evil-doer right out of the storybooks that her Dad read to her when she was tiny. But a bit more...um... lewd!

She blushed a bit, cupping her cheeks and twisting her hips a bit as she imagined Goku ravaging her and wanting more from her than a meal or a clean gi. She looked out into her land again, seeing her flushed reflection, and then shook her head. NO! She wasn’t a slave! She was the BOSS! And she was gonna show her husband that right NOW!

Having dumped the white grains in the gigantic cauldron that served as their family rice cooker, the girl with the long, silky black hair and large dark eyes stomped out into her garden, tossing her apron on its hook. Her dress clung to her shapely hips, perky breasts, and slender waist almost as though it had been painted on under the apron, and she cupped hands either side of her mouth and almost roared, "SON GOKU!!"

[nomoewoes]

After a few minutes of nonstop training, Goku heard his wife calling him and smiled. It was too early for lunch but maybe she wanted to surprise him with a tasty snack. The thought alone made the warriors mouth water and his stomach growl instinctively before wiping his mouth and sprinting over to where his wife called him from. Thanks to his speed, he was standing in front of his wife in no time.

“Yo!” Goku called with his hand up and his signature goofy smile. He looked around for the food he assumed was the reason for him to be called over. He was so clueless and lacked key social cues that he could not tell something was bothering his wife. He truly had a one track mind as he looked around the area where Chi Chi was standing for food, sniffing the air in hopes for a hint of what he was looking for. He even lifted the back of Chi Chi’s dress to see if her was hiding it in there but had no luck and let the dress fall back into place

[MelloMelon]

The daughter of the Ox King blinked as her air-headed spouse searched high and low, sniffing the air like any animal around those parts, and then her face reddened as the back of her dress was raised to expose the pure white panties of a hot-blooded innocent girl. She held the front of her oriental dress down, allowing him to do so, arching her back a bit in excitement but soon pouted as her husband showed absolutely no interest in her when he had food on the brain. Which was his perpetual thought.

She breathed in, counting back from 10 to calm herself, before she started again, “Goku…”

When he looked up, Chichi folded her arms over her chest and continued with a tone of warning, “Are you going to do anything with me today?”

Without giving him time to formulate an answer, she pressed, “Are you going to take me out for a good time?”

“And I don’t wanna train!” she hastened to add, jabbing a finger into the saiyan’s big chest as she glared hotly up at him. Although she was a big daddy’s girl, she wasn’t a pushover. She’d been told as a girl that if you wanted to get what you wanted you had to work for it and take it for yourself – just like her daddy had. In the books that she had been read as a little girl, there had been selfish princes and princesses, rebels and thieves, reckless heroes and villains, and at times they had been cut down to size. She didn’t like that. Too much blood, although blood never scared her. She was always a hit first, think later girl, and she liked the stories where the self-centred heroes got taught a lesson… her daddy would fabricate these comeuppances slightly in order to pander to his little girls’ ‘delicate’ sensibilities, so a beating might have been amended to a time-out or even… a spanking, when the time called for it.

Chichi clenched her fists and blushed, daring her lover to start her. If anybody in her life needed THAT, it was her new husband!

“…WELL?” she asked, lacking patience.

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Goku, while seeing his wife as an attractive and beautiful person, things get lost on him thanks to his innocence. He was gawking up her dress right now and the only thing on his mind was food and not her butt or underwear. She could even parade around him naked but if he was training, he would not seemingly care.

“Come on Chi Chi. Don’t be like this.” Goku said with a cheerful smile as he patted her on the shoulder. “You must be hungry, that’s why you’re so cranky! After you make lunch, I can bring fish back for dinner when I’m done training!” The warrior suggested, thinking he can compromise even though this made him assume she would do all the cooking and cook the fish he does bring home. That is if he remembers his promises. It’s also clear he doesn’t seem to notice that she is distraught about getting some bonding time in with her husband and actually doing stuff together. They haven’t had a day that Goku didn’t train since their wedding day. And even then he trained bright and early the next morning