Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Thirty-Nine ( Chapter 39 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Innocence is Futile
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Dude Looks Like A Lady
By Raven Pan and Alison Sky
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Chapter Thirty-Nine
February 2, 798 (thursday)
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In the days following their scare, Trunks walked on eggshells... The following day, he went and bought condoms... so that they might not be caught unprepared again. He winced, knowing Goten was still too new to being female for her periods to be regular, and she was already two days late.

Goten was sitting on the couch, a plate of a hamburger and potato salad on her lap as she watched a soap opera. Her head was tilted to the side, trying to understand what was so important about this type of tv show.

The keys jingled in the lock as Trunks returned, "Uhm.. sorry I'm late," he said sheepishly, closing the door behind him.

"That's fine," Goten stated, eyes glued to the tv.

He set his keys and the small paper bag on the entry-table, putting his coat up as he kicked off his shoes, "What're you watching?"

"General Hospital," Goten stated, taking a bite of her burger, eyes not leaving the screen. "These shows are SOOO stupid."

"Young and the Restless is better," Trunks said offhandedly.

"I mean, you can see that this guy likes that girl... EVERYONE knows it, and she likes him too, but she's having that other guy's baby cause her father paid that guy's father money to get her knocked up so his grandchild can inhert that guy's family fortune!"

Trunks blinked, "That is pretty effed up. I'd have to say it's worse than the 'they love each other, she had his baby, but neither of them know how the other feels' plot."

"How can people watch this garbage?" Goten asked as she took another bite, still entranced with the screen.

"They're entranced with the human dilemma of constant misunderstanding and wrong doing? Face it, Goten - our lives'd make a GREAT soap opera."

"As the Dragonballs Turn..." Goten blinked and looked at Trunks as a commercial started. "I made supper... it's on the table."

"Thanks," he nodded with a smile. "I... brought home something for you," he said offhandedly, as he made his way to the kitchen, motioning to the bag on the sidetable.

"Dessert?" Goten squeaked, jumping up and following behind Trunks.

"Uhm...no, but if you want some I can go out and get it for you?

"No, it's ok. But what did you get me then?" Goten asked, confused.

"Uh... well, I... uhm...."

Goten grabbed the bag and opened it. "Don't be upset," Trunks said quicky, looking at her over the fridge door.

Goten pulled out a pregnancy test. "What's this for?"

"Uhm... well, you're late..."

"Only by a couple days... and should you be able to sense if I was or not?"

"I guess. I just..." Trunks shrugged.

"Just what?" Goten asked.

"Want to be sure?

"But I don't want to pee in a cup, Trunks! I don't have control on where I aim anymore!" Goten whined.

Trunks sighed. "You just sit on a toilet, and stick the wand between your legs while you're going. It's not that hard, Goten."

"But I'll get pee on my hands!" Goten protested.

"No you won't," Trunks ran a hand through his hair. "Listen, all you have to do is stick the tip of the thing while you're peeing, into the pee, not your whole hand!"

Goten just whimpered and gave Trunks a very pitiful look.

Trunks returned it full force, "Please? C'mon Goten..."

"Can't we just have Gohan come over and tell us?"

Trunks's eyes got wide, "No!" he said quickly, terror on his features. "If he knew we... that I... you... us..." he waved his hands in front of him.

"He already probably knows we do that!" Goten stated.

"It was only once!" Trunks squeaked.

Goten sighed. "Yeah... once..." she took the test and started to the bathroom, remembering what their first times usually were like.

Considering the only other first time they'd had... ended up with Trunks pregnant.

Trunks blinked after her as she left - confused as to why she seemed to drop mood so fully, so suddenly.

Goten sat on the toliet, trying to figure out how to stick the thing under her... and then cried out as she got pee on her hand. "TRUNKS!" she whimpered.

Trunks was pacing out the door, and knocked when he heard his name, "What?" he called through.

"I peed on myself!" she whimpered, reaching over to wash her hands.

There was a destinctive thud as Trunks's head connected with the door.

"It's not funny!" Goten said as she scrubbed her hands.

"I wasn't laughing, did you put it down flat?" Trunks asked.

"I think it fell into the toliet..." Goten got off the toliet and looked down... but it was gone.

Trunks sighed, "Can I come in?"

"Just don't laugh at me," Goten whimpered, on her hands and knees, butt facing the doorway.

"I won't laugh," Trunks sighed, opening the door, blinking, then whimpering as he bit his lip. "Uh... Goten...."

Goten turned her head a bit. "Yeah?"

"As much as I enjoy looking at you in that position...." He motioned with an amused look. He knelt down behind her and reached out....

Goten lowered her head to look between her legs. "OH! That's where it is!"

Trunks plucked it from her inner thigh, and put it up to rest on the counter, shaking his head at her as he did so.

Goten got to her knees and reached for toliet paper. "I feel all icky now..." she commented.

"Then take a shower," Trunks shot back - similar response to how Goten'd spoken when he'd made such comments.

"I will!" Goten stood up and started to undress, then realized that Trunks was in the room and covered herself again. "Um.... "

Trunks sighed and turned without a word, shutting the door behind him, forcefully. "For someone who was so intent to seduce me the other day, you sure got shy real fast."

"I... I wasn't thinking!" Goten shouted back, her voice betraying all that brashness as she slowly slid her clothing off.

"Hn..." Trunks sighed, sliding to sit on the floor, staring at the bathroom door like it was an enemy.

Goten crept into the shower, turning on a lukewarm spray, then stepping in, sighing at the feeling of the water running along her body.

Trunks folded his arms now, simply listening.

"The other day..." Goten chuckled softly to herself... remembering the passion... having missed it for too long. She reached for the loofah and started to scrub her body, moaning softly as she ran the nylon along her nipples.

Trunks blinked at the door, had Goten just... moaned?

Goten leaned against the shower wall, her eyes closed as she washed her body slowly... the loofah a repensentation of Trunks' hands as he had touched her... teased her... her body remembering it all.

Trunks stood, putting his ear to the door, feeling just a little guilty, as he listened to the shower falling over Goten, listened to her soft breathing.

Goten lowered her hands, gently washing her more private area, moaning softly. "Trunks..." she whispered.

He felt himself stirring as she spoke his name, closing his eyes tightly as he gripped his fist on the doorframe. Why did Goten have to torture him like this?

Goten whimpered as she ran the loofa over her nub, arching her body against the water as she felt herself getting wet, the womanly essence running along her thigh and mixing in with the water.

Pure torture.... Listening to Goten like this.... it was painful.

Goten started to breath a bit more heavily, running the loofah over herself constantly until she cried out, reaching her peak.

Trunks whimpered opening the door, "Goten...."

Goten couldn't hear him, lost in the sound of her own voice echoing off the tiles and that water in her ears as she rode her wave of passion, crying out softly.

Unable to take it any longer, Trunks swiftly moved forward, pushing aside the curtain, his mouth coming down over hers, drowning out her cries as his hand replaced hers, keeping her high on the pinnacle.

Goten's eyes opened wide for a moment in shock, then she surrendered to the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer as she pushed her hips against his hand.

Trunks moved to stand carefully in the shower with her, not caring that his dress shirt and slacks were being ruined, his sock feet already soaked. He thrust his tongue into her mouth as he shifted his hand, thrusting a finger into her, reaching for her spot, groaning as he felt himself press against her hip.

Goten cried out in his mouth, her body arching into him as her juices coated his hand. her fingers dug into his back.

Trunks groaned, licking and nipping down along her jawline now, running his tongue along the hollow beneath her ear.

Goten leaned her head on his shoulder, her hands slowly moving down his wet clothed body, until her hands rested on his hips and massaged them.

He groaned, pressing himself against her stomach as his hands roamed her body, caressing her, memorising her new form.

"Trunks..." Goten moaned softly, her hands coming to pull his shirt from his pants, running along his smooth stomach.

He groaned, his lips grazing her shoulder, "Yes?"

Goten breathed heavily, looking at Trunks with lustfilled eyes. "You... you're going to get sick in these... wet clothes..." she said.

"This isn't exactly a cold autumn rain, is it?" Trunks asked, his lips grazing along her collar bone now as he moved down, his need now pressing against her thigh.

Goten moaned, pressing herself closer. "We're... we're going to need a new test at this rate," she chuckled.

"Way I figure..." Trunks mumbled, moving down to lick the top of her breast. "If you're not already pregnant, you're far enough through your cycle you won't get," He brought her nipple into his mouth and suckled gently, his hands stroking her thighs and backside as he pulled her to lean slightly as he knelt before her. "Besides... your scent isn't conceptionable."

Goten cried out, splitting her legs a bit for him. "Are you sure?" she asked between pants.

His lips moved down her stomach, "I'm willing to take the risk, and succumb to your seductress wiles," he muttered, his tonge flicking through her bellybutton.

"But I... I didn't do anything... this time..." she moaned, her knees getting a bit weak.

"On your knees when I came in," He lifted his hands to grasp her rear, "then being all coy and shy.... and moaning," he kneaded his hands over her rear as his tongue trailed along the juncture of her thighs.

"But I... I wasn't... oh gods Trunks," Goten moaned, falling back against the wall as her hands came down to play in his hair.

He kept her from falling, "Temptress," he muttered, licking her treasure as the water shunted down on them both.

Goten cried out as she came from that one intimate lick, grabbing onto Trunks' hair tightly. "TRUNKS!"

He chuckled, pushing his tongue between her lower lips, lapping into her and along to her nub, flicking it.

Goten cried out more, her toes curling as her body curled a bit over Trunks. "Please Trunks..." she whimpered.

He stopped momentarily, kissing her stomach, "Please what?"

"I don't know... but please..." Goten whimpered.

"I thought that's what I was doing," Trunks rested his cheek against her stomach. "Pleasing you...."

Goten just whimpered.

"Do you want me to stop?" he nuzzled her under her breast.

Goten... just whimpered.

"I didn't think so," he stood and kissed her deeply, sharing her taste.

Goten kissed back, still weak, then slowly slid along the tile down until she was on her knees, he hands roaming down his stomach and hips... then his hardness.

Trunks groaned, his hips jerking, his head falling back.

Goten's fingers fiddled with the zipper, then unzipped Trunks to allow his pants to fall into the tub. She then let her fingers trail over the buldge under the boxers. "All's fair in love and war, huh?"

The water from the shower washing down over them, Trunks braced his hand against the wall. "Evil...."

Goten pulled down Trunks' boxers and then reached to pull Trunks' member into his hands. "You're the one going Peeping Tom on me in the shower... this is your punishment."

Trunks groaned, twitching in her hands, pushing into them. "Damn you...."

Goten leaned closer and blew along the tip of Trunks' shaft. "Patience, Trunks..." Goten teased, then leaned over to gently lick the tip.

Trunks groaned, his hand grasping the shower wall, "Goten... "

Goten just lifted Trunks' member and licked down the underside of it, sucking at the base and slowly licking back up.

Trunks shuddered, barely able to stand, groaning, whimpering.

Goten smirked, then took the hard shaft into her mouth slowly.

Trunks almost sobbed, "Damnit...."

Goten chuckled and slowly moved her head back and forth, slowly, then moving faster and faster.

One hand gripped to the wall, pressing so hard his fingers broke the tile and imbedded themselves into the wall. Slowly, without his permission, his hips began to move toward her.

Goten moaned, opened her mouth a bit to take him in further as a hand reached up to gently caress his balls.

He shuddered at her touch, groaning. "Not.... uhnnnn."

Soon Goten knelt back, licking the tip again. "Do you want to cum in my mouth?" she asked.

Trunks could only whimper, unsure if he did or not... he wanted to be inside her again.... like that first night.... like the last time.

Goten leaned over and licked the tip again. "Is that a yes?"

"I.... I don't know..." he whimpered - it was painful, how hard she'd gotten him.

Goten took him into her mouth once more, sucking hard and moving fast.

And after another full minute of this torture, he could do nothing but whimper her name softly as he came hard into her mouth, his seed hitting the back of her throat as he gasped.

Goten moaned and drank it all, sucking until each drop was released.

Trunks panted, falling to his knees before her, kissing her softly, gently, his hands running down her water slickened body in gentle strokes.

Goten kissed him back, his taste on her lips. "Better now?" she asked.

Trunks pouted, but nodded, before pulling away a little then nuzzling her throat.

Goten kissed is forehead. "I love you..." she said softly.

But Trunks's only reply was a gentle kiss to her throat.

Goten purred.

He sighed softly, his hand coming up to cup her breast, his thumb gently running over her nipple.

Goten moaned. "Trunks..." she whined playfully.

"What?" he asked softly, mouthing her ear, his tongue playing with the earring.

"Someone's frisky," she chuckled.

"... Maybe," Trunks purred into her ear, his hand slipping lower to play along her stomach as he rested with one arm against the tub wall.

Goten closed her eyes and moaned softly. "Oh gods Trunks..."

His lips came down to play along her shoulder, "Hmm?"

"Please..."

"Please what, hon?"

Goten just looked at Trunks, her eyes filled with lust. "Make me yours..."

Trunks only growled, posessing her mouth with his own. He had no way to say how much she intoxicated him... he couldn't make her his... he was hers.

Goten leaned back, wrapping her arms around his neck as they kissed, smiling. She loved him heart and soul, no matter who was what sex. Goten knew that deep in the soul....

Trunks felt himself stirr as he brought his hand down between her legs, gently stroking her there.

Goten gasped and cried out, throwing her head back. She was still SO sensative.

He just rested his hand there, not wanting to toss her over the edge, just to give her small sweet pleasure as his lips massaged her throat.

Goten pulled back a bit, leaning against the wall, panting. "Did you buy yourself anything when you got me the test?" she asked, a bit out of breath.

"What kind of anything?" Trunks asked, though he knew.

"In case the test has a negative result, to keep me from having to pee on myself again?" Goten smirked.

"The sort of thing that sits around in my wallet, while the rest lie in my briefcase kind of thing?" Trunks licked the hollow of her throat.

Goten just purred in response.

"I'll take that as a yes," Trunks kissed at her throat, kicking off his pants, his sock feet slipping slightly in the tub as he knelt before her, one hand searching for his, now sopping wallet. "Good thing money can wash," he quipped, winking at her. "Though a drier and more comfortable setting might do."

"I'll take whatever you plan on dishing out," Goten chuckled.

"Mmmmm that reminds me, I'm still hungry," his stomach rumbled.

Goten just started to laugh.

"What, I hardly got to eat lunch!"

Goten shook her head, stepping out of the tub and pulling Trunks with her.

He shut the tap and let her drag him along... glancing at the test on the counter as he did so. She's not pregnant!

Letting out a half shout of joy, he picked Goten up and ran with her to their bed....

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April 28, 798
Friday
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Goten looked at the calander in the kitchen. On it, there was a countdown of how long it would be until they could find the Dragonballs. She still had about six months left in this form, and while she couldn't wait to get back to normal... she still wanted to explore the more interesting parts of being a female... while having the oppurtunity.

Then, from the bedroom, the sounds of Truten cooing came. Goten smiled and walked to the back bedroom, his old room, and looked at the infant in the crib. She was getting bigger... wait... she was standing! Holding onto the rails, but she was standing! "Oh my Kami, Truten!" Goten cried, running into the room and picking her daughter up.

"Dadadadadadadadadadadada," the baby babbled, cooing and reaching out to grab her daddy's nose.

"Sometimes I wonder which of us you should be calling that," Goten chuckled, hugging the infant. She then looked at the calander, and smiled. "You know... Trunks is missing so much of your life... your first tooth, the crawling... and now this." She carried the baby into the kitchen, looking at the calendar.

She then looked at Truten. "Sweetie... would you like to have a brother?" she smirked.

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