Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Freak Like Me ❯ Freak Like Me ( One-Shot )

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z, or the song "Freak Like Me" by Adina Howard (although I wish I did! I love them both!!)

Warning: Lemon, MAJOR KINKINESS/FETISH (but I don't want to ruin the surprise by telling you what it is yet! You'll just have to find out!)

Freak Like Me

Goku couldn't believe it.

Vegeta was late for a spar!

Vegeta never missed an opportunity to spar with his rival. In fact, he usually arrived at their predetermined location at least an hour early, so that he could practice the victory speech he would give after he finally won.

Not that he'd ever had a chance to use it.

But the Saiyan Prince was an optimistic man, his ego even larger than his hair.

Goku himself had a tendency to be late, which always got Vegeta really angry at him, and made the spar a lot more interesting.

Goku grinned at himself. That last spar, though, had been a doozy! Chichi had told him some things she'd heard about Vegeta and Bulma's sex life the night before that Goku knew would make his sparring partner's anger go through the roof. And it had!

What a spar that had been! Vegeta had actually taken the lead for awhile, before Goku had managed to catch up and win, as always.

Goku squinted as he peered off into the distance. He could feel Vegeta's ki getting closer.

The shorter Saiyan finally landed in front of him.

"You're late," Goku said simply, hoping for an explanation.

He didn't get one.

Vegeta just looked up at him, an odd expression on his face. Then he smirked.

"Woof, woof," he said mockingly.

Goku stared at him in disbelief, before blushing bright red. How could Vegeta know about that?

As Goku stood there, uncomfortable that Vegeta had turned the tables on him in an incredibly embarrassing way, the Saiyan Prince began his attack.

~~*Let me lay it on the line
I got a little freakiness inside
And you know that the man
Has got to deal with it
I don't care what they say
I'm not about to pay nobody's way
'Cause it's all about the dog in me*~~

Goku had been a virgin on his wedding night. Chichi had not.

Technically, she had never been with a man before. But her hymen had been broken all the same.

By a plushy.

As the daughter of the Ox King, Chichi had been denied nothing. Her collection of stuffed animals had been quite large-and some of the animals themselves were even larger than her!

Chichi had always been especially fond of plush dogs. When she started going through adolescence, she began to develop sexual feelings towards some of her plush animals. So, she had paid someone to alter one of the stuffed dogs to become, shall we say, anatomically correct.

The fetish remained with her throughout her teenage years. Sometimes she would ride one of her plushies, sometimes the plushy would ride her. Sometimes she would simply lie in bed caressing one of her smaller, unaltered plushies as she pleasured herself manually.

She had introduced her fetish to Goku on their wedding night, and soon had him hooked. They often performed threesomes or foursomes with a plushy or two, and sometimes even held giant plush orgies.

It was one of those guilty little secrets that you never told anyone.

Until now.

Goku gritted his teeth as he and Vegeta fought; he wasn't very pleased with Chichi at the moment, for letting their little secret slip into the hands of Vegeta.

As he gained the advantage over the prince, he began thinking of all the ways he would make her pay.

Goku grinned as he struck the final blow, sending Vegeta crashing into the ground.

Tonight would be fun.

Very fun.

~~*I want to freak in the morning
A freak in the evening just like me
I need a roughneck brother
That can satisfy me just for me
If you are that kind of man
'cuz i'm that kind of girl
I got a freaky secret, everybody sing
'cause we don't give a damn about a thing*~~

Chichi moaned as she guided the plushy's furry paw over her clitoris.

It was her favorite one; a black Labrador retriever named Sparkles that was just the right size for a cuddle. She didn't know how she would have been able to get through the long, lonely nights when Goku was dead without him.

"Oh, Sparkles," she moaned, turning him around so that she could guide his furry tail inside her. "Yes, just like that, Sparkles," she chanted, as she moved his tail in and out of her passage. "Yes, yes! Oh, Sparkles!" with a final, gasping cry she came, making sure to withdraw his tail so that none of her fluids would mar his beautiful fur.

After several long, glorious minutes of afterglow passed, she snuggled her plush dog closer in her arms and began to stroke his fur.

"Good boy," she whispered, giving him a chaste kiss on his furry cheek, "you sure know how to please a lady, don't you, Sparkles?" She giggled and hugged him closer.

She and Sparkles had grown quite fond of each other during Goku's seven year absence.

She always made sure to put him away before her husband got home from his training, however. Goku had watched down on his family while he was dead, and saw her attachment to Sparkles. He'd never admit it, but she knew that her husband was jealous of the sweet, innocent-looking dog.

As well he should be!

"Enjoying yourself, Chichi?"

Chichi gasped as she looked up into her husband's eyes. They weren't set in their usual happy, childish gaze. They were angry-and jealous.

Damn that instant transmission technique of his! She didn't have time to hide Sparkles!

She clutched her favorite plushy closer. "Actually, yes, Goku," she purred, "care to join me?"

No matter how erotic and emotionally satisfying Sparkles could be, he was still no match for a full-blooded Saiyan man in bed.

Goku hesitated for a moment, then began slowly crawling onto the bed to join her.

"Uh-uh," Chichi said, holding up a hand and pointing towards the closet, where they kept all their plushies and sex toys.

Goku looked over his shoulder at the closet, then back towards Chichi. He raised one eyebrow in question.

With a smirk, the black-haired woman nodded.

~~*'cause I will be a freak
until the day until the dawn
and we can pump, pump
all through the night till the early morn*~~

"Oh, Goku!" Chichi cried out.

Her husband had put on her favorite fursuit, just for her pleasure. He was dressed as a Saint Bernard, her second favorite species of dog next to the black lab. He was on his hands and knees atop the bed, and Chichi sat atop his back, rubbing her body against his wild fur as he moved his hips back against hers.

Chichi rode him with flair, adjusting their bodies so that she received the fullest amount of clitoral stimulation possible from his soft, furry body.

After she had climaxed several times, Goku grunted and flipped them over, until Chichi was the one on her hands and knees, and Goku placed himself above and behind her. He opened a small flap on the front of the fursuit and plunged into his wife's backdoor.

"Goku," Chichi moaned, enjoying it even as she attempted to yell at him, "Anal and doggy style aren't the same! Fuck me like the dog you are, dammit!"

"Bitch," Goku growled in her ear, turning her on even more as he pulled out of one hole and entered the other.

As he slammed into her, he wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her to him, and reached out with the other arm to grab a small, grey-and-white wolf plushy, just about the size of his fist. Taking a firm grip on the plushy, he rubbed it up and down the exposed front of his wife's body, paying extra attention to her sensitive breasts and the hidden bud of her pleasure.

Chichi cried out, the feel of soft fur on both her front and back too much for her to handle, and climaxed.

As the tight walls contracted around his turgid length, Goku let out a wild cry of pure animal lust, and poured himself into her.

~~*come on and I will take you
around the 'hood on a gangsta lean
'cause we can pump, pump
any time of day it's all good for me*~~

When they woke up the next morning, Goku and Chichi were both naked, their bed and the surrounding area littered with plushies of all different shapes, sizes, and species.

Chichi giggled. "Mmm, Goku, last night was the best night of my entire life." She leaned up to kiss him.

But Goku turned away from her before she could, sitting up on his side of the bed.

"Goku?" Chichi asked, confused. "What's wrong, honey?"

"How could you do it, Chi?" he asked, sounding incredibly hurt.

Chichi sat up, and crawled across the bed until she was kneeling just behind his back. "Do what, Goku?" she asked softly, placing her hands on his shoulders.

He shrugged them off of him, leaving her feeling empty and cold at his rejection.

Goku then stood up and turned around, yelling at her, "Why did you tell Bulma all about our sex life?!"

Chichi blinked up at him, frowning. "But, I never told Bulma about our sex life!" Her eyes widened. "You mean, she knows, about-about this?" She gestured with her hands, indicating the plushy-filled room.

"Well, Vegeta knows," Goku grumbled, "So obviously he had to get it from somewhere-and I'd bet that the person that told him was Bulma! And the only way she could find out would be from you!"

Chichi shook her head. "But … but I never told her anything!" she exclaimed. Tears welled up in her eyes. "You've got to believe me, Goku. I'd never betray your trust like that!"

Goku looked down at her. He believed her. "I know, Chi," he said, coming to sit beside her on the bed and taking her in his arms, kissing away the tears. "But they know. And if you didn't tell her … then how do they know?" he asked. "Didn't Bulma tell you that thing about her and Vegeta?"

Chichi shook her head. "No, Bulma didn't tell me about it. I asked her, and she confirmed it. Actually, she seemed rather proud of it!"

Goku frowned. "But then where did you hear it in the first place, Chi?"

"I overheard Trunks telling Goten about one time when his parents hadn't locked the bedroom door, and he accidentally walked in on them …" Chichi's voice trailed off as her eyes widened in realization. Her gaze and Goku's met at the same time.

"Goten!" they cried out as one.

~~*Boy, you're moving kind of slow
You got to keep it up
Now there you go
There's just one thing that a man must do*~~

Goku and Vegeta leaned side-by-side against the domed Capsule Corp building, their arms folded in identical poses, waiting for their sons to appear.

As Goten and Trunks came flying towards the latter's home, their fathers shot up into the air to greet them.

"Hey, dad," Goten said with a cheesy smile identical to his father's.

Trunks, being smarter than his best friend, looked warily from one Saiyan to the other. Something wasn't quite right here-the two grown men looked really pissed.

An instant later, each man socked his own son in the jaw with enough force to send the boys crashing to the ground.

"Hey, what was that for?" Trunks asked as he and Goten powered up to Super Saiyan.

"That," Vegeta spat angrily at his son, "was to teach you a lesson: don't talk shit about your parents!"

Then Vegeta and Goku fused into Gogeta, and beat the living daylights out of Gotenks.

It was a lesson the demi-Saiyans would remember for the rest of their lives.

~~*I'm packing all the flavor you need
I got you shook up on your knees
'cause it's all about the dog in me*~~

A/N: This is my first G/CC lemon (I prefer B/V) so I apologize if they're a little OOC. Please REVIEW and tell me what you think! Also, if you have any comments about plushophilia, or if you think I didn't portray it correctly, please let me know, and I'll try to fix any problems! Thanks! ^.^

Love, Tina

Note: I got my information from the Plushie FAQ, so if I screwed up, please let me know but don't flame me for it! I tried the best I could! ^.^

http://www.geocities.com/bgxinfo/htm/PlushiesFAQ.htm

Revised 12-16-02