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{This bonus chapter contains some explicit content and mature themes. It's completely optional, so feel free to skip it if you're not comfortable or just want to keep things light.
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After about an hour, Suno was dead asleep. Goku felt the call of nature and quietly left the room. Passing near the parents' bedroom, he caught part of a conversation.
"I'm sorry…"
"Don't worry, honey. It's okay," came the gentle voice of what sounded like the mother.
"I know you waited a long time, and now I can't even…"
Goku's ears perked up instantly. He knew exactly what was going on — married women had been his specialty before, and also the reason for his death. Smirking faintly, he went on toward the toilet.
Meanwhile, Suno's mother stepped out of her room with a faint, hidden sadness, heading to the bathroom. She slipped off her pajama robe, stepped into the shower, and began washing herself. Minutes later, she turned off the water and leaned against the wall, lost in thought.
Goku finished in the toilet and went to wash his hands in the bathroom — unaware she was still inside. The door was unlocked. The room was dark, lit only by the soft, bluish rays of moonlight from the window near the shower.
That's when he saw her.
Her long, wet black hair clung to her pale white skin, each strand sticking to her shoulders and back, dripping water that slid down her body in slow, teasing trails. His eyes followed one droplet as it ran over the curve of her shoulder, across the heavy swell of her breast — the soft pink of her inverted nipple peeking in the moonlight — then down over her ribs and flat belly.
It slid lower, past the smooth mound between her thighs, freshly shaved and glistening from the steam, the outline of her lips visible for a moment before the droplet continued down her inner thigh. It traced the curve of her leg, past the toned calf, before finally dripping off her toes onto the wet floor.
She had it all — full, heavy breasts, wide hips, thick thighs, a little softness at her belly, and skin that shone like silk under the water. The way she stood there, half-turned, made every part of her look like it was begging to be touched.
"That's why I love milfs…" Goku thought, grinning to himself.

The front of the room was swallowed in shadow, keeping him hidden from her. He tore his eyes away and turned on the faucet to wash his hands. The sound made her lift her head.
"Dear? You want to try again… here in the shower?" she asked in a warm, almost teasing tone.
Goku froze. Slowly stepping back into the darkness, he reached behind to open the door — but the faint shuffle outside made him stop. The father was up, walking toward the kitchen.
"Dear? What's wrong?" she asked, stepping closer. "Don't be demoralized. Time heals everything…"
She reached out, but her foot caught the edge of the shower. She stumbled forward, falling onto Goku and knocking them both to the floor. Her heavy breasts swayed in front of his face like a hypnotic pendulum.
"I'm sorry, dear—" She opened her eyes and saw Goku's awkward smile.
"Hey! What a coincidence," he said.
She let out a startled noise, scooting back and instinctively trying to cover herself — one forearm across her chest, the other hand over her crotch. But her voluptuousness made hiding almost impossible; her forearm pressed her breasts together, making them rounder, the edges of her areola peeking from the sides. Her hand between her thighs hid little, her freshly shaved mound still clearly visible.
"Goku-kun! What are you doing here?!"
"Well… I didn't hear the water running, so I thought no one was inside," he said honestly.
"Ah… I see!"
"You're awfully trusting."
"Hun, i'm finishing my shower… can you step out until I'm done?"
"Of course, ma'am—"
But before he could finish, they both heard heavy, hurried footsteps — much closer this time.
"Honey? Did you fall?" the husband called from the hallway.
Both of them froze, eyes wide, every muscle tense. The steps were coming fast. Without thinking, she grabbed Goku, yanked him into the shower, and pressed her entire body to his, pinning him against the wall. She twisted the handle, sending warm water cascading over them.
Goku's face was wedged between her breasts, looking up at her flustered expression. His legs were hidden behind her thick thighs, but his long, big, thick, furry tail hung freely beneath them.
The door opened.
The father saw only her naked back under the spray, water dripping down the curve of her spine.
"You're already in the shower? I thought I heard something."
"No-no… it's nothing, hehe…" she said quickly, trying to keep her voice calm.
Goku tried to retract his tail, but the space was too tight to pull it behind him — instead, it slid between them, the soft, thick tip pressing directly against her lips.
She jolted sharply, a small twitch running through her hips.
"Are you okay, honey?" the husband asked from the doorway.
"Y-yes… I'm f-fine…" she stammered.
The tip of Goku's tail twitched again, trapped between her folds. Each small, sharp movement made her lips shift and part slightly, the soft skin molding around the fur as it moved. He tried to "unstick" it by pulling up, then down, but each motion only rubbed her more — the fur brushing and pressing against the sensitive spot with maddening precision.
Her knees flexed slightly, thighs tightening as she fought to keep her voice steady.
"You sure? You sound… different," the husband pressed.
Goku looked up — her cheeks were flushed, lips bitten, breaths uneven, eyes almost crossing as she tried to hold herself together.
"Oh, great. Now's really not the time…*
The husband lingered in the doorway, tilting his head.
"You sure you're okay? You sound a little… out of breath," he said, stepping one foot inside.
Pressed tight against Goku's chest, the mother's breathing hitched. Her thighs drew in a fraction, squeezing him as if trying to hide something from view.
"I-I'm fine, dear. Really," she said, forcing a smile over her shoulder.
Goku's mind was already looking for a way out. The only way this ended clean was if the man got distracted — but he wasn't moving. Goku shifted his tail, trying to slip it free.
The movement brushed right against her most sensitive spot. The tip nudged into her warm entrance, making the soft petals part slightly under the pressure. The subtle twitch became a quicker flick, tracing her in small, teasing strokes that made her hips jolt.
She bit down on her lip, but the rest of her body was telling on her. Her eyelids fluttered half-shut, her face flushed crimson, and her once-hidden nipples had pushed out firm and stiff from the heat. Each time Goku moved his head, the swell of her breasts bounced gently against his cheek, the hardened tips sliding over his skin in quick, tingling passes.
The husband took another step forward.
"You sure? You've… never sounded quite like this before."
Goku pulled again to free his tail — but in the cramped space, it only rubbed her faster. The fur brushed up and down her slick entrance, the motion naturally parting her more each time, letting the water glide in and over them both.
A tiny, trembling sound escaped her throat. Her mouth parted slightly, a faint glisten at the corner of her lips as her body leaned almost imperceptibly into the rhythm. Her hips rolled just enough to keep in step with the friction, the movement sending another soft sway of her chest over Goku's face, her nipples tracing faint arcs against his skin.
From his position, Goku could feel her heat mixing with the shower's cascade. Thin, cloudy streams slid down the insides of her thighs, blending with the water and tracing quick, warm paths over his own stomach before swirling away at their feet.
"Honey? You're… shaking. Are you cold or something?" the husband asked, now only a couple of steps away.
Her nails grazed over Goku's shoulder, her breathing becoming harder to disguise. The muscles in her belly tightened, her body trembling with every flick of his tail — and the clueless man in the doorway was about to make it even harder for her to hold back.
Goku's tail flicked faster and faster, desperate to free itself. But each sharp movement sent the thick, furry tip brushing against her most sensitive spot — causing her body to shudder involuntarily. She bit her lip, fighting the urge to warn him, knowing any sound would betray them with her husband just outside the door.
The husband's footsteps grew louder, closing in. Panic flashed in both their eyes.
Goku's thick, furry tail wriggled desperately, trying to break free. At last, with a quick pull, the swollen tip slipped loose — but the momentum made it sweep once more between her thighs.
That final stroke wasn't just a brush — about four to five inches of his thick tail slid deep inside her, rubbing firmly against her most sensitive spots. The weight of it stretched her insides, making her lower belly feel a little swollen and full, like something was pressing gently from within.
Every movement sent warm, shivering waves through her core, filling her completely and making her muscles tighten around it. The feeling was intense but oddly satisfying, a deep, full pressure that left her breathless and trembling.
A sharp, electric shock of pleasure exploded through her, making her breath catch and her muscles clench involuntarily around the pressure. Every nerve in her body seemed to ignite, trembling with an intense, delicious overload.
Her face betrayed everything she tried to hide — her eyes fluttered shut, lips parted and trembling, cheeks flushed deep red as a wave of helpless desire crashed over her. The sensation paralyzed her, locking her in a state of breathless pleasure as the thick tail teased her most intimate place.
Warm, glossy love juice began to trail down Goku's thick tail, dripping onto the side of her smooth thigh and mixing with the steady stream of water pouring over them.
Her knees gave out suddenly, and she collapsed onto her butt with a soft smack, her hips and chest jiggling with the impact as the pleasure wracked her body uncontrollably.
The husband's eyes widened in panic as he saw his wife suddenly collapse onto her butt—still clutching Goku tightly. Goku slid against the cold shower wall, pinned between her heavy breasts as her warm, labored breath brushed his face. Her arms hugged him like a lifeline, her fingers gripping him so firmly he could feel the pressure through his clothes.
Her gaze, glassy and almost drunk, locked onto his, a soft, satisfied smile curling her lips.
The husband, worry etched deep into his face, stepped closer, voice trembling, "Are you feeling alright!?"
She answered in the softest, most tender tone, eyes shining as she looked straight into Goku's, "I've never felt this great."
Goku, not at all in the mood for this emotional hurricane, thought bitterly, I ain't trying to repeat history!
With one finger, despite her squeezing hands, Goku flicked a tiny shard of tile that had broken off behind him, sending it flying toward the mirror behind the husband.
Startled, the husband jumped, turning his head to see what the noise was.
That was Goku's chance. He wiggled free from the mother's arms, carefully pulling his thick tail out of her. As he did, she let out a soft, lingering moan, eyes crossing briefly in pleasure.
The last image of her was: his thick tail dripping with her warmth, right in front of her flushed, breathless face.

The husband turned back, bewildered. "How did that break?"
His gaze landed on his wife, now sitting on the cold bathroom floor, hot water still pouring over her. She was staring out the open window, letting in a sharp breeze.
Without hesitation, the husband rushed over and closed the window. Outside, Goku's wet clothes clung to his body, soaked from the shower spray. He shivered and sneezed.
"Married women will be the end of me... again," he muttered with a weary sigh.
Fast forward to morning breakfast:
The mother bustled about the kitchen, serving food to everyone. When she placed Goku's plate down, a rosy blush crept across her cheeks, and a shy smile flickered on her lips.
Everyone else looked on, clueless. But Goku? He caught that look and smirked quietly to himself.
*This day is already a mess..."