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Chi-Chi mindlessly bit down on her bottom lip. The sensation helped numb her nerves as she took in her surroundings. She was back on Bulma's commercial-sized cruise ship. The scientist was hosting a woman's retreat and extended an invitation to the housewife. Chi-Chi had her heart set on declining the invite until she saw her good friend 18 confirm her attendance in their group chat. Plus, she really had no reason not to go and knew her friends would see right through her excuses.
The cruise ship was silent. Bulma requested that her two friends arrive early to help her pregame the night before the event kicked off. She took a moment to look around as her uber-air, Goku, mindlessly babbled about all the food he would be missing out on since he was not invited. Chi-Chi admired the attention to detail her friend put into this event. Pink and white roses were intricately placed on the ship's railing. Their fresh scent lingered above the ocean breeze. This feels like a cruise ship fit for a queen, Chi-Chi thought to herself as she alleviated the pressure her tooth had on her lip.
"Aww, this is just not fair. I bet they have huge crab legs too, I can smell 'em", Goku pouted as he folded his strong arms against his chest.
"Oh Goku, we are on the ocean- of course it smells like crab honey." Chi-Chi nearly laughed.
"Ha, you know I actually didn't think of that. Say, where are all the ladies at anyway?"
"Well, they will board tomorrow. Bulma wanted to have a private party to help lift her spirits before her big event since this was her first like this ever I suppose."
"Ooo a party? Why wasn't I invited?"
"Goku! It's an intimate girls' night that means no men allowed. It's a lingerie party!"
"Wow, women sure are weird. Why do you want to see each other all dressed like that?" Goku let out a rich laugh as he shyly rubbed the back of his head. He was so tickled at the thought of his wife attending a lingerie party he almost didn't dodge her fist. "Hey, what was that for?" Goku cooed.
"You know, this is the part where rideshare usually leaves," scoffed Chi-Chi, "and, no, I am not leaving you a tip mister."
"How about a kiss?" Goku hissed as he inched closer to his wife to whisper in her ear scanning the empty space to ensure no one was in earshot. Chi-Chi giggled like a schoolgirl as she shifted her weight to the tip of her toes to kiss Goku goodbye. She stared at the sky for some time, admiring her husband's speed and agility as he flew off. My Goku, he's so amazing, she thought to herself as she smiled.
"Alright, okay," belted Bulma from the intercom "attention all bad bitches! I need all the special guests of me, your lovely host for the night, to meet me below deck in thirty minutes sharp! Bring your t-n-a in some lingerie! Bye ladies." Chi-Chi let out a deep sigh as she looked into her travel tote. Oh brother, here goes nothing.
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Chi-Chi quickly managed to find her room, it had her face on the door after all. The space was astonishing. She was nervous to even touch anything in fear that it would break and she would have to pay for it. She sat her belongings on the king-sized bed and noticed a note folded on top of the white duvet. Oh gosh, even the paper is expensive, her mind raced as she picked up the thick pink paper trimmed in gold foil that read:
Son Chi-Chi, thank you for being my special guest at this event. This event means so much to me, and I wanted to share it with some amazing women I know. First of all, you are the Fire Mountain Princess so you were born to be badass. I have always admired how you stepped into the role of wife and mother so effortlessly even at a young age. After becoming a mom of two myself, I can't even fathom how you did this without going mad. Your boys are so lucky to have you. We both know how hard it is to be married to these rock-head Saiyans. Thank you for being there for me when I need to vent. I wish more women knew your story so they could be inspired by your inner strength and drive. See you soon.
"Oh, Bulma," Chi-Chi uttered as a tear rolled down her cheek. Her friend was not one to communicate feelings on this level often. Bulma showed how she cared through gifts and money since that was all she knew. Chi-Chi would hold on to this note forever.
She made haste as she quickly did up her hair and makeup. She decided to try a smokey eye with a soft pink lip for the night. She also made use of this body lava product her daughter-in-law gave her. According to Videl, it was all the rave, and Chi-Chi needed to give it a try. The body oil glided on her skin leaving a trail of shimmer. She admired the way her skin glistened in the mirror. Her bun did her look no justice, so she deceived to let her hair down. Her locks cascaded down in loose waves after being tucked away all morning. Chi-Chi smiled at her reflection in the mirror as she tied her satin robe around her waist as she mentally prepared herself for this lingerie party.
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"Where did you get that robe?" spoke a familiar smooth, monotone voice. Chi-Chi turned around and locked eyes with 18. She looked stunning. Her hair was pushed back with a red headband that was adorned with black crystals. A black floor-length robe draped over her friend's slender frame; The velvet fabric clung to her like a second skin. "I want it."
"Oh," Chi-Chi smiled as she modeled her purple kimono-styled robe that stopped mid-thigh, "I actually made this myself a few years ago."
"Oh, so you can make me one too then? I want mine to be black."
The two were interrupted when the door to Bulma's suite suddenly opened. The blue-haired bombshell shrieked as she motioned for her friends to come in. She greeted them in a white tulle robe trimmed in massive ruffles; the fabric flowed with every move she made. "My girls!" Bulma beamed as she closed the door behind them. "I am so happy you both made it. You both look hot!" Bulma immediately went to hand her friends glasses of champagne. "Drink up ladies! This is Armand de Brignac. One of my rapper friends overseas was kind enough to supply all the alcohol for my first ever cruise retreat for women in STEM! I hope you two take advantage of the free drinks." Bulma smiled as she refilled her own empty glass.
"Just how much drinking have you done without us?" 18 asked dryly.
"Enough," Bulma giggled "but I still have room for more. Ooh, let's all do our outfit reveals! I'll go first." She downed her glass of champagne as she guided her friends to sit on the bed. "Cap, play 'Give me More' by Britney Spears." Bulma shuffled in front of the curtains as she then instructed the Capsule Corp AI to switch to mood lighting two next.
"Oh, she does this often I see," Chi-Chi thought out loud.
"I got to get me one of those Capsule docks." 18 muttered as she downed her glass.
Chi-Chi played with the hem of her robe, kneading the soft fabric beneath her fingers as she watched her friend do a sultry dance, her robe moving like a ribbon in the wind each time her hips swayed. Chi-Chi was pulled from her thoughts as 18 let out the most high-pitched giggled she ever heard the woman make. Chi-Chi could not remember a time she heard the android make such animated noises unless she was playing with her daughter.
"Gee," giggled 18 as she sauntered her way over to get another drink "I never really took you for much of a dancer, Bulma."
"Are you kidding me?" scoffed Bulma. "You know, before I had Trunks, I was one hella of a party girl." Bulma locked eyes with 18 and giggled as she untied her robed.
"Bulma isn't your look already revealed. I know it's something wite." 18 observed.
"How do you know?" Bulma dragged as she rolled her eyes.
"You are wearing tulle. It's see-through ya know."Chi-Chi chimed in.
Bulma gasped as she let her robe drop to the floor revealing her white bodysuit. The piece complimented her soft, neutral makeup and the wavy bob she sported. The mesh and lace fabric left nothing to the imagination. "Bulma Briefs just spotted rocking Myla London on a boat. Just what will she do next?" belted the blue-haired beauty causing her companions to giggle.
"Oh Bulma, you look amazing!" Chi-Chi said as she watched Bulma take 18's hand, stopping the woman from pouring herself another round.
"You next Ms. Runway model!" Bulma said as she took a seat next to Chi-Chi. Bulma gave her long-time friend a warm smile as she wrapped her arm around her. "Chi-Chi, I think we are about to get some Victoria's Secret realness."
"Well, 18 is gorgeous. I would not be surprised." Chi-Chi admitted as she took another sip of her drink.
"Don't flatter me." 18 spoke, her cheeks blush red. Chi-Chi could not tell if she was feeling shy or just drunk. 18 undid her robe and flung it to the side with one swift movement. "Cap, play Good Puss by Cobrah." 18 demanded as she struck a sultry pose, enticing oohs and ahs from her friends.
"Damn girl, I did not expect THAT!" Bulma spat as Chi-Chi stared with her mouth wide open.
"Hn, I almost brought my whip with me, but Krillin insisted I leave it home." 18 confessed as she continued to pose in her risky outfit. Chi-Chi thought she looked like something straight out of one of Master Roshi's magazines in her open-top latex halter bra and matching high-cut thong. Two heart-shaped pasties were the only thing stopping her friends from getting even more of a show. Chi-Chi took another sip of her champagne dreading what was next to come.
"You know, I always thought you and Krillin were some undercover BDSM couple, but now I know for sure," Bulma said through rich laughter.
"You should be ripping a runway," Chi-Chi said as she admired her friend's figure. 18 walked over with a fresh bottle of champagne, popping it open before topping off Chi-Chi's glass.
"Look who is talking. Your turn, I want to see what's hiding under your clothes that locked down a Super Sayin God." 18 said with a tight smirk. Chi-Chi felt her face growing hot as she nervously sipped her drink.
"Oh, heavens no, I couldn't. You both know I am out of my element here." Chi-Chi expressed.
"Oh please." protesated Bulma.
"Not this." 18 said as she took Chi-Chi's hand. "It's not often I get a break from the kid and keeping house. I can only imagine how long it's been for you as long as you've been married."
"Absolutely," Bulma chimed in. "You are on vacation. Keep that hair down and have fun Chi-Chi. Besides tonight is about feeling sexy and having fun and loving our hot mom bods. We are women supporting women through their own self-discovery. Oh, I should say that tomorrow! " Bulma proclaimed as she took the bottle from 18 and refilled Chi-Chi's glass. "Oooh, and I know just the song you would love too! I may or may not have peeped at your Capsify plays before. Hey Cap, play 'Blow' by Beyoncé."
Chi-Chi released the breath she was holding as she reluctantly walked over to their makeshift runway. I should switch to Apple Music, Chi-Chi thought as she tried to distract herself with her thoughts. She turned to face the curtains, the pale pink fabric filling her vision as she heard boos from her friends. "This feels so strange." Chi-Chi scoffed as she slowly undid her robe.
"Oh, just pretend we are both Goku!" Bulma belted.
"I'll be Super Sayian Goku." 18 said flatly as she sipped her drink.
"Oh, does that make me Super Sayian God Goku?" Bulma hissed as the friends went into a fit of laughter.
Chi-Chi mumbled under her breath as she let her purple robe drop to the floor. She could hear her friends gasping and gagging as she stood with her back to them. She jumped when she felt a hand slap hard against her ass with a loud smack.
"Okay, I could not help myself, please don't tell Goku," Bulma said as she sized Chi-Chi up. "Stop being silly and turn around already."
"Bulma!" Chi-Chi blurted as she abruptly turned around. She casually put her hands on her hips as she showed off her black G-string and matching peekaboo bralette. This set was her husband's favorite. The top of the bra was fastened with a bow leaving her full under breast exposed.
"How do they just sit like that after two kids?" 18 asked as she walked up to her friend. "You look great Chi-Chi."
Chi-Chi felt butterflies leave her stomach as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Goku was the only person in this world to ever see her this way. There was something invigorating about her sharing this side of herself outside of lovemaking.
"Okay, now that you both have me wet, it's time for some pictures." Bulma said as she grabbed a crystal-covered polaroid camera." The three women danced around the suite as they took candid photos of each other and drank the night away. Chi-Chi felt free. At this moment, she wasn't someone's wife, mother, or homemaker. She was her own woman; it was liberating. I need to do this more often, she thought as she posed for a photo of Bulma playfully kissing her on the cheek.
The women were abruptly sucked out of the drunken bliss as the door to the suite suddenly opened. "Oh, you are fir-" Bulma was cut off before she could finish
"Woman, the blasted child will not stop crying. This behavior is unfit for the princess- spoiled." Vegeta belted as he entered the suit. He looked up to see his wife, Kakkarot's harpy, and Baldy's android giving him murderous glares. "What in the hell is going on here, you said you were at a business conference? Have you lost your mind?"
"Get out!" The women screeched, causing Vegeta to back peddle.
"Hn, I'll just… I will…" Vegeta stammered while suddenly at a loss for words.
"Vegeta, you have 5 seconds to get out of here before I kill you!" Bulma said flatly. "I told you, you are not invited! Go figure it out!"
Vegeta scoffed in confusion. He was not sure what was going on, but he knew he wanted no smoke with his wife. "Fine, have it your way." He whispered as he excused his self from the cruise. The three women looked at each other before bursting out into laughter.
"Sorry ladies," Bulma said "I told him this was a no men zone."
"Oh, you know our husbands are helpless Bulma," Chi-Chi admitted as she helped herself to some chocolate-covered pretzels.
"Clearly." said 18 as she helped herself to another drink.
"Well," Bulma looked to her two friends, "Now would be a great time to segway into some skinny dipping in the pool before everyone arrives tomorrow. Ladies?" Chi-Chi and 18 stared at each other before turning their gaze to Bulma.
"Last one there pays everyone 100,000 Zeni" shouted Chi-Chi as she and 18 darted out the door.
Bulma smiled as she slowly trailed behind her two friends collecting some towels for later. If only they knew how much I needed this night. Bulma reflected as she took out her phone to look at a picture of her crying daughter that her husband sent her. "You really sucked the life out of me princess," Bulma spoke softly as she held her phone to her heart. She felt it vibrate against her skin. Oh, what does he want now, she thought expecting to see an SOS from her husband. Instead, she got pictures 18 dropped in the group chat of Chi-Chi doing laps naked with a text that read u gotta come to see this NOW! Bulma sent her friends a bunch of peach emojis as she made her way to the pool.
She would not miss that for the world.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this story. I wanted to do something fun and fluffy centered around women enjoying each other's company and owning their sexuality since most of our favs were reduced to housewives :) Thanks for reading.