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It was a very scary situation to be in, the constant threat of being bullied and beat in every fight against world shattering beings. Just last weak Goku had dragged you along to meet Beerus, whom he had recently settled conflict with over a foreign planer that belonged to...blue namekians? Ever since that meet up, Beerus has always been a bit of a spy on you.
This afternoon wasn"t so kind to you. Ever since Goku had been ripping you away from his son and pretty much forcing you within the confines of his family, it"s been very clear that something was off. You didn"t train anymore and neither did Gohan since he had been frequently planning to leave the nest. It left you, Gohan, Goku and a very oblivious Chi-Chi at the table. You didn"t eat, for two reasons. You were subconscious that your thighs took up most of the chair and that Goku was eyeing you. It was very quiet, awkward even. You peaked under the wooden table to see an entire story. Goku had his same orange and blue attire, but there was a wide outline in his pants, ranging from about 13 feet for what you could tell. Your eyes met with the saiyan, Goten eventually leaving the table after he had ate.
Without much questioning, the stern, passive aggressive saiyan tugged on your trousers and you snapped back to reality. Just for a momment, he gripped your arm, yout bone cells struggling under the force as you struggled to not let out a shreak, following his pull as he walked you outside. He would wave to his wife before he pulled you along. Vegeta and Goku were having another sparring session and it was at Beerus"s place, meaning you had to deal with the hairless cat, terrorist"s pursuing again.
You were sitting in a recliner, a massive dome to support the ruckus the two were making as Beerus gluttonized on some other planet"s food. He stared, vaguely letting out a purr. He was...aroused by you. "Whis...what is...that?" He said to his assistant Whis, who had turned to eye you down. "That"s Goku"s...friend...?" Whis added as Beerus was taking in the last time he saw you. The cat tapped your shoulder, jogging your attention just to speak to you. "Do I know you? I"m not very fond of these random mortals Goku brings me, but you"ll do if you can lend me some help, no?" His purple cat ears flicked. He grabbed your arm, that same rough crushing feeling Goku tends to give you. He had taken you deep within his quarters. He charismatically posed on a comically large bed. In an instant his clothes were off and his skinny, body was on clear display. "Mortal, tell me, has goku ever did it with you? Or has he not tried to? It would be a...new experience to see how good a measly half saiyan could stretch, no?" Those words and then a massive, 7 foot long booty splitter sprang up, cover his face. He tilted his head around the purple penis to grin, in an instant, flash stepping to stretch your wide cheeks and stick his penis in. It ripped you open, causing some stretching. His claws bore into your back as he shoved it further, a lump appearing in your abdomen as you were absolutely speechless. There was a strict knocking on the double door, both Goku and Vegeta, angered that they"re fleshlight was being used. Usually, it never ended well when they fought over you.