Bridal Training (Dragon Ball Z)

Deep in a mountainous region far, far away from any other life, there was a small home for a small family, which housed the strongest man in the world and his family, it was in fact his parents' home, though he was living there temporarily while a new house was being built for him and his family.

That said, that morning he'd gotten the shock of his life when his mother, of all people, told him to cut it out with his studying and actually go outside and get some training with his father and little brother. Gohan was perplexed, usually his mother was his staunchest ally when it came to focusing on his studies over martial arts, but there she was, telling him to take a week long break for training.

This left Videl and Chichi alone at home together, not the strangest of circumstance, but not a common one altogether.

Of course, this was by Chichi's own design. The very same day that Gohan, Goku and Goten had all left on their week long trip around the world which would be spent training and camping and having fun, Chichi and Videl sat together on the family's table.

Both of them were drinking a cup of coffee, and the quiet and harmony was a welcome respite for the two, who were usually subject to the crazy and wacky Saiyans that made the place a mess so often.

The clinking of the cup on its accompanying plate was an unusual sound to hear, Chichi was extremely perfect with her manners when it came to all actions physical, even if her tone of voice made her seem like an uneducated hick sometimes.

Videl almost jumped, and caught Chichi's stare.

"You ain't been intimate with my Gohan," Chichi said, casting her gaze down to her cup and then closing her eyes, serene yet somehow imposing.

"E-Excuse me? I don't see how that's any of your-" Videl schooled herself by taking a deep breath mid sentence. "Look if this is going to be another rant about propriety-"

Chichi raised her hand. "Girl we're way past that 'n I ain't 'bouta bust yer chops f'r that," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "'s natural, I c'n tell ya ain't, 'cuz ya don' stink o' my son," she explained.

Videl blushed. "We've- okay, so yeah, we've not, uhm, done it yet," Videl admitted. "It's just- a bit intimidating, you know?"

"Yer damn right I do," Chichi hummed. "Me husban' 'n I, well, we was lucky, he wasn' 'nywhere near this strong when he an' I got together," she explained, smiling fondly. "Lotsa time ta get used to each other," she said, sighing a little despondently. "Gotta do that all over again now," she said, shaking her head. "But this ain't about me 'n Goku, this about you and Gohan," she said.

"Uhm, huh, what, what do you mean?" Videl asked. "I mean we've already, uhm, talked a little about it, about protection an', all that," Videl said, slipping a little into the same dialect Chichi used by accident, then rapidly slipping back to her more natural accent.

"Righto, good lass, very important ta set boundrys 'n all that," Chichi replied. "Naw," she called, "do ya mastabate?" she asked, her voice so casual and airy that it almost caused Videl to spit out the coffee she had just sipped into her mouth.

She managed to swallow, however. Videl calmed her breathing using the martial arts exercises she knew, and put the cup down, her face red as a tomato. "Now see here, that's-"

"Quite private yeah ah know," Chichi said flippantly. "It's important lassie, mighty important," the backwoods princess said, taking a sip of her own cup. "Now, take it as a mama's wisdom, even if'n am just yer mama in law," she spoke.

"Ugh, fine- I do, okay? I'm not some, uhm-" she shook her head.

"Good, do ya use just ya fingers, or 'ny o' dem toys?" she asked.

"I- I don't know why I'm even answering," Videl said, her cheeks so hot it was distorting the air around her. "But, but, sure, I use, uhm, I have a dildo I like..."

"How big?" Chichi asked. "We talkin', big ol' Mr. Huge, or-"

"What, are you going to blast me for being a bit of a size queen!? It's nothing I haven't heard from Erasa already," Videl snapped back. "So what if I like'em big huh!?"

"Nah nah, tha's perfect," Chichi said, a bright smile on her face. She adjusted the sleeveless chinese-style yellow dress she was being, fiddling with her belt, "'cuz ya see, saiyans? They're big. An' I don' mean, this big," she said, holding her hands a reasonable distance apart, "I mean, hung like horses big," Chichi said.

Videl covered her face. "Oh my god I can't believe I'm talking about dick sizes with my mother in law."

"Pshaw, lassie, quit'cher bitchin' 'n listen to me," Chichi said, "I sent mah boys away f'r the week so we c'n have it all to us," she said, "an' imma spend this week making darn sure yer' ready f'r Gohan if'n when he 'n you do the deed," she said.

"I, er- this is weird, I, I don't know."

"Trust me lassie, yer' gonna need the trainin'. It took me 'n Goku months of tryin', 'fore we did it right," she said, wagging a finger at Videl. "'n it hurts, we went thru so many beans, you can't imagine!" she said, chuckling as she began to undo the sash that held her dress against her form.

Videl couldn't help but notice that, for a woman closing in on forty years old, Chichi was... remarkably well kept. Of course she was, she was the strongest woman in the world, mother to Son Gohan and Son Goten, and her husband was the former strongest in the world and a world champion... she hadn't ever neglected her own training and figure.

It wasn't exactly news that Videl wasn't straight, at least not entirely. Sure, Gohan made her feel things no one else could, but she had many of her first experiences with Erasa, and she had quite enjoyed learning about herself and exploring that side of her with the blonde.

"Uhm, what do you mean?" Videl asked, looking at the woman as she stood up. "I, uhm..."

"What I mean ta say," Chichi said, stepping around the table and walking up to Videl, cupping the younger woman's chin with her fingers and tilting it up, "is that through this next week, I'll be giving you thorough, intense and very, very exhaustive training," she said, her accent becoming increasingly lighter with every sentence until it was almost entirely gone, instead, exchanging it for a remarkably sophisticated tone.

One that reminded Videl at that very moment, the woman she was dealing with was the princess and heiress to an entire country, who lived happily just indulging in her peaceful life in the countryside, but who could on a dime become the Princess of the Ox Kingdom.

Chichi's tone was seductive, her voice was low and every word hung on Videl's ear. Chichi's drawl was still present, but reduced, and it made her all the sexier.

"I... I don't know, you'll be my mother in law soon and, and I-" Videl gulped. "This isn't right..."

"Ah, lass," Chichi drawled, dropping into a slightly more accented voice, "if doin' this is wrong," she spoke, "I don' wanna be right..."

Chichi tilted Videl's head and then moved in for a deep tongue kiss, mashing her lips against Videl's and using her tongue to open her mouth, invading it and immediately taking control of the kiss, searching for the younger woman's tongue and massaging it thoroughly.

At the same time, Chichi's hand was pressing against Videl's chest, her budding breasts no longer restrained by her usual choice for very tight sports bras.

She wasn't anywhere near as gifted as the milf herself, but she had enough that her babies wouldn't go unfed, that was for sure.

Chichi broke the kiss, and slid her hands to Videl's shoulders, then traced the way around to the younger woman's hands, taking hold of them and pulling her up and off the seat.

"Come along now," Chichi said, giving Videl a small but very enticing smirk, one that was full of authority, it made Videl both aroused and a little intimidated, Chichi was a woman she hadn't known was one of her inspirations, the famous Anon Ymous that had faced the champion of the Budokai Tenkaichi and married him once he was crowned.

Videl's feelings were in turmoil as Chichi took her towards the back of the house, towards the Master bedroom... but she couldn't resist following, nor would she have wanted to if she could.

A deep seated desire, a long dormant dream, a hunger she had buried for years, awakened once more, and Videl just got swept up as Chichi took her into the innermost sanctum of her home.

Videl was dragged into a deep kiss once more, this time she responded with more gusto, Chichi's hands held onto Videl's ass, contained in the tight spats that she wore. She hadn't yet decided whether she'd continue her martial arts training or not, and still owned mostly workout clothes, so that's what she wore.

Squeezing and kneading her firm ass, Chichi hummed in delight. "Good... that's one firm behind," she said, "but when we're done, it'll be even firmer... I'll be teaching you everything you need to know, to not be shattered by your first experience with a saiyan," Chichi said, her voice smooth and husky. Videl shivered.

Chichi grabbed the hem of Videl's long orange and purple FIGHT shirt, and pulled it up and off of Videl, causing her hair to become a mess, caught in between being as short as she had cut it to fight, and its natural growth.

"Ahn... Mother-In-Law," Videl moaned, as the kiss broke for the shirt to be pulled up, and then she yelped as Chichi pushed her back.

The younger woman took a step back, not realizing just how immense the gulf between her and Chichi was, how much stronger the older woman was, that she couldn't resist at all, or maybe her body just submitted on its own, hard to say.

Either way, the backs of her knees hit the edge of the marital bed, and she collapsed on her back on it, bouncing a little.

"First! Always! Prepare!" she called out. "You know, my boys, they're gluttons," Chichi said fondly, "'n if Gohan takes anything after his dad, an' he does," she said, for a moment letting the accent out, then rapidly reining it back in, "he's gon' love eating you out," Chichi said, smiling at Videl.

The younger woman, perplexed, looked at Chichi as the older woman grabbed at her outfit and then did a spin that rapidly turned her into a blurry, multicolored whirlwind, as she took off all of her clothes much faster than Videl could perceive.

Well, almost all of her clothes. Chichi was still wearing her shoes, quite tall heels, her stockings, and most important of all, her underwear, which was no plain pair of panties. It was a high leg thong with a little special toy attached to the front of it, sitting roughly where the penis would on a man.

A huge plastic phallus, big enough that it made Videl gulp. "How's this compare to yer favorite?" Chichi asked, as she stroked the toy she was wearing.

"It's, so much bigger..." Videl mewled, it had to be nearly the size of her arm... it was bigger than anything she had ever seen for sale that wasn't so comically oversized that it would never fit. Or inhuman in some way.

"Heh. Yer not ready f'r a Saiyan cock if this' the biggest ya've ever seen," Chichi said, smirking and putting an arm under her generous bosom, lifting them up while the other hand kept stroking. "No issue, I'll get ya ready."

Videl gulped.

While stroking the long black plastic phallus, Chichi began to approach. "This lil' beaut' is a magical artifact, y'see, it allows me to feel everything a normal cock woudl feel," she said, "and it even shoots a semen-like juice if'n when I cum," she said, "nifty, eh?"

Videl nodded. What she wouldn't have given to have that sort of toy in her days of exploration with Erasa!

"'n it's gonna go up yer tight cunny'n just a minute," Chichi said, as she got on her knees in front of Videl, who just then realized that she'd had her legs spread as if she was waiting for Chichi's advance.

The older woman grabbed at the elastic on the waist of Videl's spats and the panties underneath, and then swept them down in a single movement. She looked at Videl's underwear and let out an amused chuckle.

"Cute undies," she said, looking up at Videl, who blushed bright red at being caught wearing her bear print panties. Obviously she hadn't expected they'd be seen.

Chichi then raised one finger, and it began to glow. "Naw, I'd love to take my whole afternoon to just slobber ya cunt," she said, "but we only got this one week, an' I gotta make it count," she said, then she took her finger, coated in glowing ki, to Videl's pussy.

Said pussy was still tightly sealed and dry, but as Chichi put her finger on Videl's outer lips, she mewled, and then when the outer lips parted and the pink insides were revealed, as Chichi's finger pushed against Videl's still coated clitoris, the younger woman's eyes opened as wide as they came and she came explosively.

Almost literally, as she immediately sprayed her juices all over the place, squirting like a fountain and coating Chichi's face.

The older woman licked her lips and gathered as much of Videl's pussy juice as her tongue could reach. "Mhm, a squirter too, ain't ya just a darlin'?" Chichi said, her voice trembling a little. "Hmmm, if only my son hadn't fallen for ya, you'd make for a great concubine," she hummed. "Too bad!"

Videl slowly came back down to reality, her entire body trembling with the aftershocks of a ki induced orgasm. For a girl like her, this was a dream come true, not only was she with one of her very first crushes, a woman she had admired without knowing who she was, but even better, the sex was better than she had ever dreamed of.

And as Chichi got on her feet and stroked the ginormous dildo artifact, now coated in Videl's juices after she had squirted all over it, the younger woman knew it was about to get even better.

Chichi placed the tip of her plastic-looking cock against Videl's opening, her now ready cunt lips opening up to swallow the thick rod as the older woman pushed it into Videl's thoroughly prepared pussy, splitting her open and stretching her folds taut.

Videl trembled and moaned and came once again, not quite as explosively this time but still remarkably expressive in her orgasm, crying out in ecstasy.

"My my my," Chichi said, fanning herself with her free hand as the other continued to keep Videl in place, resting at the younger woman's waist as Chichi continued to push more of the giant phallus into her. "If you cum this hard from this..." she pushed it about two thirds of the way in, then leaned forward, covering Videl's body with her own.

The mature milf's voluptuous body contrasted nicely with the svelte and petite form Videl had, and their chests pressed against one another's.

Chichi's fingers slid along Videl's cheek, her thumb rubbed along the champ's daughter's lips, and then pushed inside, playing with her tongue, while Chichi moved her mouth to Videl's ear.

"A real one feel a hundred, nay, a thousand times better, darling," Chichi moaned into her ear.

Videl shuddered at the thought of just how much training she'd actually need, if a real Saiyan cock would be even better than what she was experiencing.

"Ya got this unbelievably tight'n narrow jewel of a cunt, I'll make darn sure it's ready f'r Gohan," Chichi said.

Videl gulped, as Chichi got into position, leaning back and adjusting Videl's own position in the bed to get the best angle to start fucking her.

With a strong push, Chichi pushed the artifact the rest of the way in, and Videl screamed in pleasure, and she would continue screaming because Chichi immediately began pounding her furiously into the bed, each time she thrust all the way in and kissed the deepest parts of her pussy, the entrance to her womb even, Videl came again and again.

A hundred, a thousand, maybe even over nine thousand orgasms, in the span of a few brief moments.

Videl was in paradise and hell simultaneously, as she was taken to the utter and absolute limit of her sanity and will, only to find herself coming back, feeling like she had just run fifty marathons consecutively.

Chichi giggled almost uncharacteristically girlishly. "Darlin', you're gonna hafta endure sex with a man faster'n light 'n stronger 'n everyone else combined. If only a fraction of my own strength's enough to send you to the next dimension, ya ain't ready f'r my son!"

Videl, gasping and panting for breath, locked her gaze with Chichi's, and determination fueled her.

She had to get stronger. She had to train herself up. She would absolutely get strong enough at sex to handle her future husband... she had to know just how much better it could be. "A-Alright then, mother in law, please," she said, gulping and swallowing the thick knot on her throat, which felt parched and dry. "Train me until I'm ready!"

"Aye, lass, that ah'll do," Chichi said, "yer bridal training commences... now!"

They only had a week... and they'd make it count.