The Lemon Bar Series: Got Milk?
Disclaimer: First of all I don't own Dragonball, Dragonball Z, and the Dragonball GT series. All of them are owned By Akira Toriyama, Funimation and TOEI Animation.
A/N: This is the second part of The Lemon Bar Series. Originally this was the first chapter, but oh well. I just replaced it with "How to perform CPR: according to Vegeta?" instead. Hey it's my story. This chapter takes place before the Android Saga. Their son Trunks was already conceived here.
Summary: Vegeta just got out of the gravity chamber. Feeling hungry after his arduous training, he rummages the fridge for food, and found some home-made brownies made by her blue-haired minx. However, there's one problem; no milk. GENERAL WARNING: Rated R for adult language and content.
GOT MILK?
Vegeta was finally done training in the gravity chamber. He was training under eight hundred times gravity rigorously, and yet he still hadn't reached Super Saiyan level. Everyday eighteen hours of rigorous training in that sphere room, he wasn't completely satisfied about it. He stepped outside the gravity chamber with a towel on his shoulders and heard his stomach growl like a wild dog. He was incredibly hungry.
'Shimatta! I'm hungry!' The short saiyan thought. 'I need to eat.'
He went inside the Capsule Corp. and straight to the kitchen. He saw a small piece of paper with Bulma's handwriting scripted in it.
"Go help yourself on the fridge. I made some fudge brownies for you to eat. XoXo"
- Bulma
Vegeta opened the refrigerator and scanned for the food she prepared. He found himself two large trays of brownies made by his human woman for snack and a small carton of milk. The Prince of all Saiyan completely ate the brownies leaving no trace of crumbs on the tray. Surprisingly, his face was even clean eating those soft creamy brownies. Now that he's satisfied with his meal, he needed milk. The proud saiyan grabbed the carton of milk and swigged it fast to his mouth. But there is a problem. The milk carton was empty.
"Kuso! I demand milk woman!" He growled outloud trying his voice to reach out the whole entire building. "Hey Bulma…where the hell are you?!"
The proud warrior wandered around the Capsule Corporation in search of his stubborn mate. He scanned the living room hoping that she was watching her favorite soap. Yet, she wasn't there. Next, he went to her laboratory, he knew that she was working on her project along with her father, but there was no sign of her in the lab.
Then, the thirsty man went to their bedroom to see if she's waiting for him for his extra special training. His mind was racing; thinking of jumping her at the bed right now. Those thoughts made him horny now. Upon entering their bed, her sexy night gown was lying on their bed. Sadly, she wasn't there wearing it; her presence wasn't there at all. Now the powerful royal prince became more agitated than ever.
"Damn you woman!" The mighty prince snarled once again. "If I find you, I swear!"
Elsewhere in Capsule Corporation, the heir to the rich and successful company was in her cute infant's room. She was working in the laboratory earlier when she heard her son weeping out loud on her monitor. She had him in full surveillance to monitor her young boy's activity. After all, the Princess of all Saiyan needed to know what was wrong with her only beloved son.
"Oh Trunks don't cry now. Okaasan is here." Bulma said. "What is the matter now my precious?"
She saw his little boy's milk bottle lying on the cradle. The milk in the bottle was completely empty. Then She realized that they don't have milk for him to drink. The daughter of the Capsule Corp. Owner didn't have a chance to go to the grocery, because of the new set of inventory projects they were processing in the laboratory. These new items were to be submitted to her father's company by tomorrow noon.
"Don't worry sweetheart," The blue-haired woman cried, "I have milk just for you."
Wearing no bra, the smart woman took off her right breast out of her tight sweat shirt. She let her son guzzle on her breast. After all, it was her duty as a mother to breast feed her child. The purpled-haired hybrid saiyan was finally quiet. Now he finally had milk to drink.
The desperate z-warrior finally went to the last place he had not been in a while; his son's room. He never bothered taking care of his brat; at least not yet. His child wasn't ready enough to train to become a warrior. Therefore, he let his mother nurture him for now. Upon entering the door of his tiny son's room, there he saw his mate feeding their only son.
'So, she was here all along…why didn't I think of that before?' The proud saiyan prince thought of something naughty. He grinned wickedly about his brilliant scheme.
The aqua-colored haired woman's eyes were closed as she fed his cute chubby son with milk on her breast. Suddenly, she felt a pause. There were no consuming for a few seconds and then it came back again. Somehow it was much different than before. It was gulping were more fierce and more powerful than before. It was as if her breast milk were draining really fast on her body.
"Gosh! Trunks you I didn't know you're thing hungry now!" She said.
Suddenly she heard her son blubbering baby talks on her ears. The young mother opened her eyes and looked down and saw it was no longer Trunks feeding milk out of her bosom. It was her lecherous saiyan mate drinking hungrily at her breast milk. Their son cried out loud for his feeding time wasn't enough to satisfy him.
"What the fuck Vegeta!" Bulma yelled. She removed her breast away from him. "What the hell are you doing?!"
Vegeta now has white beard and a milk drop was drooling out of his mouth. He smeared it off with his white gloves.
"I am damn thirsty woman!" The Mighty Prince gnarled. "It's your goddamn fault that you didn't buy our groceries."
The handsome short man suddenly grabbed her breast and commanded. "Now hand me one of your huge tits so I can have a drink!"
Five minutes later, Bulma now has two breasts occupied for milk. Trunks sucking on the right breast while Vegeta sucks on the other breast. Her perverted mate on the other hand was smirking while drinking milk out of her. He was having fun squeezing and sucking her huge firm breast like a vacuum trying to get every milliliters of her milk.
"What did I do to deserve this?" The blue haired woman cried.
THE END
Additional Note: Gomen! Gomen! It's a very short chapter indeed. Don't worry I will make it up on the next one; more action and more erotic than the previous two chapter.
A/N: This is the second part of The Lemon Bar Series. Originally this was the first chapter, but oh well. I just replaced it with "How to perform CPR: according to Vegeta?" instead. Hey it's my story. This chapter takes place before the Android Saga. Their son Trunks was already conceived here.
Summary: Vegeta just got out of the gravity chamber. Feeling hungry after his arduous training, he rummages the fridge for food, and found some home-made brownies made by her blue-haired minx. However, there's one problem; no milk. GENERAL WARNING: Rated R for adult language and content.
GOT MILK?
Vegeta was finally done training in the gravity chamber. He was training under eight hundred times gravity rigorously, and yet he still hadn't reached Super Saiyan level. Everyday eighteen hours of rigorous training in that sphere room, he wasn't completely satisfied about it. He stepped outside the gravity chamber with a towel on his shoulders and heard his stomach growl like a wild dog. He was incredibly hungry.
'Shimatta! I'm hungry!' The short saiyan thought. 'I need to eat.'
He went inside the Capsule Corp. and straight to the kitchen. He saw a small piece of paper with Bulma's handwriting scripted in it.
"Go help yourself on the fridge. I made some fudge brownies for you to eat. XoXo"
- Bulma
Vegeta opened the refrigerator and scanned for the food she prepared. He found himself two large trays of brownies made by his human woman for snack and a small carton of milk. The Prince of all Saiyan completely ate the brownies leaving no trace of crumbs on the tray. Surprisingly, his face was even clean eating those soft creamy brownies. Now that he's satisfied with his meal, he needed milk. The proud saiyan grabbed the carton of milk and swigged it fast to his mouth. But there is a problem. The milk carton was empty.
"Kuso! I demand milk woman!" He growled outloud trying his voice to reach out the whole entire building. "Hey Bulma…where the hell are you?!"
The proud warrior wandered around the Capsule Corporation in search of his stubborn mate. He scanned the living room hoping that she was watching her favorite soap. Yet, she wasn't there. Next, he went to her laboratory, he knew that she was working on her project along with her father, but there was no sign of her in the lab.
Then, the thirsty man went to their bedroom to see if she's waiting for him for his extra special training. His mind was racing; thinking of jumping her at the bed right now. Those thoughts made him horny now. Upon entering their bed, her sexy night gown was lying on their bed. Sadly, she wasn't there wearing it; her presence wasn't there at all. Now the powerful royal prince became more agitated than ever.
"Damn you woman!" The mighty prince snarled once again. "If I find you, I swear!"
Elsewhere in Capsule Corporation, the heir to the rich and successful company was in her cute infant's room. She was working in the laboratory earlier when she heard her son weeping out loud on her monitor. She had him in full surveillance to monitor her young boy's activity. After all, the Princess of all Saiyan needed to know what was wrong with her only beloved son.
"Oh Trunks don't cry now. Okaasan is here." Bulma said. "What is the matter now my precious?"
She saw his little boy's milk bottle lying on the cradle. The milk in the bottle was completely empty. Then She realized that they don't have milk for him to drink. The daughter of the Capsule Corp. Owner didn't have a chance to go to the grocery, because of the new set of inventory projects they were processing in the laboratory. These new items were to be submitted to her father's company by tomorrow noon.
"Don't worry sweetheart," The blue-haired woman cried, "I have milk just for you."
Wearing no bra, the smart woman took off her right breast out of her tight sweat shirt. She let her son guzzle on her breast. After all, it was her duty as a mother to breast feed her child. The purpled-haired hybrid saiyan was finally quiet. Now he finally had milk to drink.
The desperate z-warrior finally went to the last place he had not been in a while; his son's room. He never bothered taking care of his brat; at least not yet. His child wasn't ready enough to train to become a warrior. Therefore, he let his mother nurture him for now. Upon entering the door of his tiny son's room, there he saw his mate feeding their only son.
'So, she was here all along…why didn't I think of that before?' The proud saiyan prince thought of something naughty. He grinned wickedly about his brilliant scheme.
The aqua-colored haired woman's eyes were closed as she fed his cute chubby son with milk on her breast. Suddenly, she felt a pause. There were no consuming for a few seconds and then it came back again. Somehow it was much different than before. It was gulping were more fierce and more powerful than before. It was as if her breast milk were draining really fast on her body.
"Gosh! Trunks you I didn't know you're thing hungry now!" She said.
Suddenly she heard her son blubbering baby talks on her ears. The young mother opened her eyes and looked down and saw it was no longer Trunks feeding milk out of her bosom. It was her lecherous saiyan mate drinking hungrily at her breast milk. Their son cried out loud for his feeding time wasn't enough to satisfy him.
"What the fuck Vegeta!" Bulma yelled. She removed her breast away from him. "What the hell are you doing?!"
Vegeta now has white beard and a milk drop was drooling out of his mouth. He smeared it off with his white gloves.
"I am damn thirsty woman!" The Mighty Prince gnarled. "It's your goddamn fault that you didn't buy our groceries."
The handsome short man suddenly grabbed her breast and commanded. "Now hand me one of your huge tits so I can have a drink!"
Five minutes later, Bulma now has two breasts occupied for milk. Trunks sucking on the right breast while Vegeta sucks on the other breast. Her perverted mate on the other hand was smirking while drinking milk out of her. He was having fun squeezing and sucking her huge firm breast like a vacuum trying to get every milliliters of her milk.
"What did I do to deserve this?" The blue haired woman cried.
THE END
Additional Note: Gomen! Gomen! It's a very short chapter indeed. Don't worry I will make it up on the next one; more action and more erotic than the previous two chapter.