Frosting Chronicles
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Frosting Chronicles
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Sex. Humor. Mpreg. Purring.
School bashing.
Set in the: More of Us universe. Wherein Goku wished
to make more Saiyans and accidentally changed himself into part woman.
I don’t own anything (except Bardock, Takashi,
Vegita, Kakarot, Bulla & Goten’s uterus.)
~~~***
years of being alive, fail to surprise him how very much he loved his
children. All of them.
Goten, Vegita, and Kakarot. Eight that
carried on his genetics. Five that did
not. Trunks, Vahe (he was a snotty
little one that reminded Goku of Bardock) Mab (a very sweet little girl,) Ull
(one of the tiniest babies and Goku regretfully had to relinquish Ull to Goten
so the little boy could eat) and lastly, Oki.
Oki and Vahe always sat on his shoulders. Ull generally rested in the crook of his arm and Mab hung by heail ail from his elbow. They were all
murmuring little surprised purrs and trills when the dragon came, and even Vahe
(fierce little one that he was) didn’t move a muscle.
Goku
stood next to Vegeta, and watched him, wondered just what his mate would do if
the dragon finished his sentence with “I cannot do.” Because honestly, ‘Geta looked like he was going to blow a blood
vessel in his brain if he didn’t get the answer he wanted pretty damn
fast. This drawn out bullshit was just
so the Dragon could get his kicks.
“This
I,” the Dragon said, “Will do.”
Which
was good, because Goku would have been pretty annoyed at the prospect of having
to find a mostly uninhabited planet to take over. He wanted to see what their planet really looked like, the one
that was taken from them.
“We
have a home now?” Oki asked. Curled her
sticky fingers in his hair and leaned to whisper in his ear.
The
dragon mumbled off something about where the planet would be, told them to
remember their history, to remember the fate of those that overstepped their
bounds and sought to rule the universe.
As if. Goku mostly ignored him,
stayed and listened because he had to, but didn’t really hear anything.
When
the sky changed back to its normal color, the dragon balls flew off in their
own directions, he was left standing next to his mate, and his children were
crowding around. (All of them, and that
was a crowd.) Vegeta was still, he had
his arms crossed over his chest, head inclined, but he wasn’t moving, not even
to breath.
Goku
stepped up to him, closer, purred for him.
Heard Goten doing the same, purring, and the others, they all
joined. Even Bardock was trilling and
he smiled, looked at his father with that pride that was passed to him.
they’d survived, after everything that Vegeta had done in his life, he was
being given back his birthright, his home.
And when he looked up at them all, it was understood without the words
needing to be said, that he would not have wanted it if he couldn’t have kept
them all.
“Great!”
Goten said, “So, when are we leaving?”
~~~***
There
wasn’t a space ship made that could house one hundred and forty six
Saiyans. So they had to split up.
the Saiyans. Dad and Vegeta had taken
the ship with the males (those that were unmated and those that were
untrusted.) Bardock and Bulla had taken
the families. He and Trunks took all
the pregnant ones and the women that were not mated but had tons of kids.
what remained.
Sadly,
Ilona was not with her mate. She was
sent with Goten’s ship (although his brother told him that if anything happened
to his mate he was personally going to rip Goten apart piece by bloody piece.)
since the little boy had not yet been fully weaned. (Although, more and more, Goten was certain he was just nursing
because he wanted the comfort.)
He
found himself sitting in the open room of the ship, with Ilona and the other
pregnant women. They were all giggling
and talking about what they would name their children, who their mates were
going to be and how nice it was not to be constrained by the laws of the bitch,
Tanna. With his two children he was
considered a novelty, because he had born two daughters early and he wasn’t
even ‘of age’ yet. (Whatever, ‘of age’
was. He figured that it must be
something similar to the earth laws of legal age.)
“They
say you cannot have had very good sex,” Ilona told him.
“What?”
Goten asked.
“You
have only two.” She pointed at his
daughters who were resting against che chest.
Getting much bigger and stronger now that they were nearly three months
old. “I am the leader, I have conceived
five children.”
“That’s
not fair,” Goten said, “I only had an hour.”
His parents had managed to keep Trunks away from Goten after the first
hour of the fertility cycle. And in
that single hour they had managed to make the two little onepan
pan
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you had was directly related to the number of times you orgasmed.
women had conceived at all.)
This
caused a round a giggles. One of the
women stood up and showed off a set of finger-shaped bruises on her hip and the
new bite mark on her shoulder. (After
consing ing the effects of leaving so many horny Saiyans sitting around with no
mates, Goku had decided that he would play taxi back and forth for the ones
that either in their lust cycle or just plain horny. And the women on his ship (those that were pregnant) appreciated
this fact.)
“She
is right,” Ilona said, “You never have any marks on your skin.
“No
fair!” Goten said again, “I haven’t been getting any.”
you some marks.”
“Oh?”
one of them said, “This is a bet?”
“Sure,
what do you want to bet?”
They
all came up with something they wanted out of this bet.
chores (yes, the ship was nice sized and it was clean, but they had to keep it
clean themselves.) He shook his head at
them. “All right,” he said, “If I win you
have to take over my chores.” He undid
the sling from around his neck, gently handed his two tiniest babies to
Ilona. “Give me an hour.”
“Only
an hour?” she asked, “You will really seduce him so quickly?
Goten
picked up Nalani, kissed her and then set her in the place he had just
abandoned. “Alright, Nalani, I want you
to watch over Ull for me, okay?” He
motioned to the little boy who was sleeping in a portable crib next to
her. Nalani smiled and nodded.
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Mommy,” she said.
All
the other women were giving him a dubious look, saying how he wasn’t going to
win the bet, and he just grinned at them.
Cleared his throat and started to purr.
Walked down the stairs to get to his room.
~~~*** The The He “What “If Only “Ilona Trunks Goten Felt Goten’s Let ~~~*** Hail, The Ilona “Yeah, crinkled her little nose. “Where’s Goten “Good,” “You “It’s She ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*** Had Goten: thank Trunks: Muses *smoking and playing poker in a corner*: Vegeta: God, Gk: I Takashi: Bardock, Gohan, Vegita, & Kakarot: Jaygoose: I Luna: How Aarika: Sowwy. Getarian: No, I I Mwhahaha! Ginia: Yep. Macha: Gasp!
navigation system was perfect. Trunks
knew that because he had created it.
However, there was the slight Saiyan glitch because not everyone could
input data the same way and he had to continuously go back to check the
trajectory—to make sure the four ships didn’t crash into each other.
he heard it.
deep, husky purr.
was moving before he even realized it.
Out of the control room (he hoped he locked it) and straight down to his
room, followed that sound to his bed, where Goten was leaning back against the
headboard, grinning. Completely
naked.
is this?” Trunks asked. (He was pulling
his clothes off already.) “Are you sure
you’re ready?”
we don’t put it to good use,” Goten said, crawling to the edge of the bed where
he could assist in the undressing, “I’m going to be like a damn virgin
again.” Covered Trunks mouth with his
own before another protest could be made.
Wrapped his small, hot hands around him and dragged him onto the bed by
his grip on Trunks’ erection.
the barest sense of logic made him pull back, brace himself with both arms as
Goten opened his legs and guided him into him.
“What about the girls?” he asked.
is watching them.” Goten tightened his
legs around Trunks’ hips, pulled him completely inside and then stopped, dug
his sharp fingernails into the skin of his shoulders. Rose blood and hissed.
Panted but didn’t move.
rested his head on the hard, slick shoulder, breathed only because he was
gulping in air to calm the burning in his lungs. Didn’t move but wanted to so badly he could feel his whole body
shaking. He wondered if Goten would
ever stop being so unbelievably tight and at the same time, didn’t want him
to. Felt the smaller body under him relax,
felt hands on his chest and he was pushed over onto his back.
sat on him, curled his legs at Trunks’ side and smiled at him.
opened his mouth and bruised his lips.
Nipped at his tongue and his lips and wrapped his hands around Goten’s
waist, dug his fingers in and moved his mate.
Faster, felt his hands slipping from the heat and the sweat, moved his
hands to the firm ass and thrust into Goten.
Heard the bed squealing.
fingers dig into his skin, run down his back.
Goten pulled his mouth away so he could pant, grit his teeth and
purr. Trunks kissed the long neck,
sucked on it, left marks and then licked the juncture of neck and shoulder, saw
the mark he had put there, opened his mouth and pressed his teeth to it.
power rose, spiked, he rippled all around Trunks and whimpered.
Trunks sank his teeth into his mate as he flipped them back over.
felt the bruises he was leaving in his wake and pushed in, felt his own power
rising to meet Goten’s.
the insanity overtake him as the pressure in his gut and groin got too
impossible to withstand. Heard a
strange little chuckle as his mate cried out for him.
Ilona thought, the returning victor.
For Goten returned pulled her shirt up to show off the multiple bruises
on her waist and hips, showed off the fresh bite on her neck, and swished her
tail in supreme self-satisfaction.
Stank like sex. Like good sex.
girls whined.
shook her head at them, at the Princess—for that was what she was.
said, “Prince Bardock would never have made such a bargain.”
well, Bardock’s a pain. Besides he
probably doesn’t do chores anyway.” She
picked up her adopted daughter and sat back where she had been.
Papi?”
chuckled. “He’s taking a shower.”
she said as she scooted off her mother’s lap and moved away, “Then he won’t
stink.” And she took off in search of
her father.
are very good with children,” Ilona said, pressed a hand to her stomach and
thought fondly of the children she would bear in a few months time.
cycle. (Made mild, she was sure,
because she was always in the presence of young ones.)
because I am one,” Goten said.
didn’t think that was what it was. But
she did not dispute it with her.
Watched as she picked up Ull, comforted the young boy, purred for him
and rocked him. Thought that she was
blessed to know this woman, blessed to be mated to her brother and to be
allowed to be close to her. Because
Goten was so naturally pure and strong that she was the example she (and all
females truly) wished to follow. They
found their strength in her.
to go back and change all the ‘he’ and ‘him’ s to ‘She’ and ‘hers’ in Ilona’s POV,
so if you see one, don’t be confused, I forgot that Ilona thinks of Goten as a
girl.
the muses!
Thank you muses.
could we please break all the angst around me and get back to the good old
fashion sex, please?
totally agree.
*sob, sob* I’m so far from my
mate! All that beautiful lust cycle
going to waste!
sex with. Think of all of us that never
get any.
keep waiting for someone to be like: ‘You are so wrong’ about what I say about
the Saiyans, but thus far nobody has.
did Takashi become so popular? He
started out so lame and un-interesting.
Sunday. (especially since I always have
the chapter written and ready.) But I
have decided Sunday be the day off from posting.
Bulla doesn’t like to be out of the loop.
Ever. In fact, the loop should
probably just revolve around her so she is always aware of it.
got all ‘Aww, that’s so cute!’ when I realized that Vegeta was king again.
it.’
was hoping everyone would pick up that Ilona was referring to Goten.
that he was a girl. He’s got babies,
he’s got boobs (for now) and he has every single feminine-perk in vast
quantities. (The sensing, the
language-learning, the pug, &g, & stuff like that.)
everything now! Just so people can tell
me I’m evil. (Or not.)
deal with having less sex. *sigh*
attempts to squash it. (sigh)