A/N

Like how Flirting Practice was a way for the author to practice drawing poses, this will be my way of practicing writing specific scenarios.

Each chapter covers all the poses in one installment. This is Flirting Practice #1. I suggest reading this story side-by-side with the original work for the full experience. You can find it on e-hentai.

Expect the quickies on this fanfic to be updated regularly as I go back and rewrite them in light of a better idea.


''HARUNAGA MAKITO'S DRAGON BALL FLIRTING PRACTICE!" the announcer shouted.

"Hehe. Ready, Chichi?" Goku said.

"Let's give it our best." Chichi smiled.

Goku and Chichi dashed to the opposite sides of the stage, facing each other. The crowd went wild as the mic-man announced the first situation. Goku and Chichi nodded. The bell clanged.


"Oh... Goku..." Chichi's eyes twinkled with tears.

"Don't worry, babe," Goku said, holding her hands. "We'll get through this. As husband and wife—together."


Chichi kissed Goku's mouth.

"I love you," she whispered.

Goku's grip on her body and legs tightened as his cheeks flushed.


"Mmm..." Chichi moaned as Goku's fingers dug into her pussy. Sweat rolled down their naked, sweat bodies; their faces flushed as they kissed.

"What would you like for dinner tonight?" Chichi kissed her husband.

"Dinosaur meat with a side of Chichi." Goku thumbed her breast.


"Gah..." Chichi lapped Goku's cock.

''Hehe. Sl-Slow down Chichi. I don't want to come too fast."

Chichi wolfed down Goku's head, rubbing her breasts against his base. Goku's toes dug into the floor.


"Waaah! G-Goku, what are you—?! W-Wait!"

"You're wetter than a bathtub," Goku said. "Do you want me go inside?"

"Yes, but...! You can't...!"

Goku nibbled on Chichi's hand. Chichi yelped and snapped it away. She glanced at the window.

"I don't remember you being this hairy." Goku kissed her pussy.

Chichi's face winced. She glanced at the window again.

Vegeta... She felt the Saiyan's ape hair on her crotch.