Goku pouted a bit, but looked over at the fish Gohan was thoroughly digging in to. His stomach growled and he finally nodded. "S-sure, Chi-Chi. But can you get him to slow down?" he pleaded.
Chi-Chi scowled, "How dare you, Goku! You know he's a growing boy, he needs food! Whether you get some or not depends on how long you dawdle!" She flexed her toes, intentionally wafting her horrendous aroma at him as 'punishment' for his lip.
Goku coughed and choked, but pushed through the fog of foot stench and fumes...to reach his wife's gargantuan feet. Despite being a hard working house wife, Chi-Chi's feet were soft...which only succeeded in making this even more disgusting for the little Saiyan. As Goku reached his hands out and pushed against the soles, it felt like he was pushing against slimy dough.
"Mmmmmh~!" Chi-Chi's moans of pleasure caused Gohan to blush as he looked up from the fish...but at least this meant Goku was pleasing her.
Goku felt like his nose was on FIRE, Chi-Chi's foot odor was notoriously bad at normal size, but this...this was the WORST.
Poor little Son Goku's face was turning green from continued exposure to his wife's well earned stench. As he moved up the length of her foot, he rubbed more sensitive areas.
He was now at the arches, and it was revolting how smushy and doughy this area was. He rubbed his hands into the mattresses of thick, doughy flesh....his hands and fingers sinking into wet stinking skin.
Chi-Chi was in heaven, now THIS was what having a real husband was like!
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