GoChi Fall Week 2022
Autumn Love
Day One: Costumes
Shopping was an activity Goku could not understand. He didn't understand the excitement some women, particularly his wife, got over going to a shop; trying on several clothes, and buying a few items only to go to another store and repeat the process.
But this shopping was different. They were shopping for Halloween clothes. Bulma invited them to a Halloween party she is hosting. It was a strange invite to ChiChi since the guests were people in Bulma's West City circle: CEOs, heirs, heiresses, and celebrities of different forms of entertainment. ChiChi vowed to try mingling but knew it would be a struggle to keep Goku interested in guests he had nothing in common with.
That's probably why Bulma invited us ChiChi mused. Vegeta will be at the party, too. During past conversations, Bulma mentioned the problems Vegeta caused. Goku would keep Vegeta in line and not fly off the handle. As for herself, ChiChi hoped to enjoy the party with people in different circles and thought the best way to break the ice was by wearing a great Halloween costume.
"I've read about these adult parties in the city," ChiChi said as she perused through a rack of costumes. "It's different from how we do things at Mount Paozu and my Dad's village."
Goku rubbed the back of his head confused. He didn't like that idea. "How different?"
ChiChi placed a black dress over an arm. "Women's costumes are daring. They wear things more for bedroom activities than a party."
"Bedroom? Do you mean like roleplay? What we do sometimes?"
ChiChi placed another dress on her arm. "Something like that."
"What about the men?"
ChiChi pulled a dress from the rack, flipped it from front to back, and placed it back on the rack. "Some are no different. Some dress in ancient warrior costumes that leaves their chest and most of the legs naked."
As long as the costumes weren't stuffy, Goku wouldn't mind wearing that. "What should I wear?"
"Something that compliments us as a couple. Maybe Mistress of Evil for me and Dracula for you or the Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood." With an arm full of costumes, ChiChi went over to the changing room. There was a TV, sofa and two other males waiting for their wives. "I'm gonna change into these."
"I think you look great in them."
"Goku," ChiChi chuckled, "I haven't put them on yet."
"I know but I know you will look great in them." She will but Goku thought complimenting will make ChiChi decide faster and they won't be shopping for long. The last time they went shopping it was for five hours. ChiChi promised they wouldn't be longer than two or three hours but even that was too much.
"We'll see." ChiChi patted the pile of dresses nervous. It was different from what she normally wore but thought the dresses were appropriate for the party they were attending.
ChiChi went inside the changing room and Goku took a seat with the other men.
"Smart move. Too bad it didn't work," a man at the end said.
Goku frowned confused. "What didn't work?"
"Complimenting your wife and telling her she will look good in her costume before she comes out." The man went back to watching the sports game on the TV. "My wife is trying on her fifth costume. It's been two hours," he groaned and Goku felt his pain. "Maybe this one will be a winner."
"ChiChi always looks good in what she wears. I thought complimenting will make her decide faster. Shopping is boring."
"Shopping with the wife sucks," the man agreed but as for this guy's wife looking good in her clothes, from what he saw, she looked frumpy. He couldn't get a good look at her shape.
"She's a bit of a plain Jane," the second guy was blunt, "but there's nothing wrong with that. My wife's the same without makeup."
"Plain Jane?" Were they talking about ChiChi? "My wife's name is ChiChi."
"Doesn't that mean boobs?" the first guy couldn't recall seeing them on ChiChi.
"Goku?" ChiChi called from the changing room's entrance. "How about this?"
The two men sitting with Goku fell silent as one man's mouth dropped and the other eyes nearly popped from his face. A sharp, confused eyebrow rose on Goku's face. Why are they looking like that? Is ChiChi's costume bad? Goku slowly turned to see what caused the men's reaction and nearly fell out of his seat.
ChiChi wore a black, low-cut dress nearly exposing her full bosom. The dress hugged ChiChi's body, accentuating the curves of her hips, tiny waist and appealing breasts. Side slits up both her thighs teased her slender yet muscular legs.
"Her name does match her boobs," Goku heard one of the men say.
The other one grunted. "Mmm, those legs. That waist. Her breasts. No wonder he said she looks good in whatever she wears."
They spoke too low for ChiChi to hear but Goku heard every word. It was a gut reaction but Goku didn't like that. He liked it better when they thought ChiChi was unappealing, and if these two couldn't take their eyes off his wife, how would the men at Bulma's party react if she wore that dress?
Goku went to ChiChi blocking the men's view of her. "It's a Mistress of the Night costume." ChiChi pulled the ribbon from her hair. Shaking her head, ChiChi's dark hair fell enticing around her shoulders. "I think this costume works better with my hair down. I'll have to buy the right eyeshadow and lipstick but…." ChiChi turned in a circle modeling her dress to Goku. He moved with her, hiding ChiChi from the men's lewd view. "What do you think? Should I wear this to the party?"
"No!" Goku shook his head like a stubborn child. "No way!"
"No?" Goku's aggressive rejection was surprising. Normally, he'd say 'It looks great. Can we go?' She never heard him say no to anything she wore. "What's wrong with it?"
"It's tight. It looks like you can't breathe."
"I can breathe and it looks tight because it shows everything but it feels comfortable. I worry about the heels of the shoes that go with this dress. I never liked thin heels. I always feel I am one step away from breaking my neck."
"You got the legs for it!" One of the men called out to ChiChi.
"Hmm?" ChiChi looked past Goku at the two men. "Oh," she didn't expect that compliment. "Well, thank you."
"My wife has chunky legs and wears stilettos like a pro. You'll be fine. Your legs are like a model or a ballerina. Strong. Sexy. You can balance yourself on your tip toes."
"Oh." ChiChi was flattered. She knew her legs look good but a model's or a ballerina's legs? Was that possible? ChiChi extended one leg giving the men a nice view and unwittingly annoying Goku with her flashiness. "I do work out. I do martial arts. I trained our son."
The man at the end gave her the 'okay' symbol with his hand. "That hard work paid off."
"Thank you!" ChiChi thought he was very nice. "Mr…?"
"You can call me Ray."
"Hugh!" the first guy Goku talked to introduced himself. He was bolder as he approached ChiChi. He extended his hand for ChiChi to shake while he got a closer look at ChiChi. "That dress looks perfect on you. I don't think you need to try anything else."
Goku slapped Hugh's hand away. "Yes, she does!" He pushed Hugh aside and got in front of ChiChi. "You got other dresses to try on."
"I do but I actually like this dress more. There's the Red Riding Hood one but you have to wear the wolf costume. We did that years ago with Gohan and you complained about how itchy the costume was."
"I won't complain this time," Goku promised. "I'll love it."
He says that now but ChiChi knew better. "I also have the princess dress. It's a safe costume," which was nice but ChiChi wanted to be different for once, "but that prince costume will be too stuffy for you and it'll be a hassle getting that crown to stay on your head."
"It won't be stuffy and I can cut my hair so the crown fits."
"Aww," ChiChi caressed his cheek, "you'll sweet wanting to do that for me, but no, Goku. I don't want you to cut your cute hair for me. I'll get this dress and you can be a vampire. It won't be too much work. The pants and shirt will be loose and the cape will save you from wearing a coat jacket. You won't be stuffy."
"But… but….." Goku wanted to protest but struggled with a reason for ChiChi to not wear this dress. "You got all those clothes to try on."
"Wait. You want me to try on more clothes?" ChiChi touched Goku's forehead. No. No fever. Perhaps, he was being generous or trying to cooperate since she treated him to a big lunch before they went shopping. "You're so sweet for wanting to put up with my shopping. Consider this a lucky break, Goku. You don't have to."
"But…. but…." Stupid brain! It could think of ways to outwit monsters wanting to destroy the planet but came up short convincing his wife to not wear a sexy dress that will garner too much attention.
"I'm gonna change and we can get your costume and go home. Gohan will be shocked we finished shopping so soon."
ChiChi turned to leave when Goku grabbed her hand. His brain finally worked to come up with a reason she does not wear this dress. "You shouldn't listen to them. You told me guys say things to women for the wrong reason."
ChiChi leaned to the right to look at the two men in question. They seem like nice gentlemen. They looked at her but weren't lewd about it. They were also very complimentary. Though she liked how she looked, she thought the years passed for her to wear this dress. Their compliments assured her the years had not. "They were complimenting, Goku, and they are married. One looks old enough to be my Dad. It was an older gentlemen's compliment."
She wouldn't think that if she heard what they said around him. "But…."
ChiChi kissed his cheek. "You're being protective but it's not needed, and if you are worried about someone at the party saying something, you know I can handle myself and if not, then my big, strong handsome husband will have to set them straight."
The twinkle in her eyes and the warm smile she gave him told Goku ChiChi was onto him. "You know."
ChiChi gave him a sheepish smile. "I had a suspicion when you insisted I try on other costumes. You know you have my heart, Goku, but it's flattering seeing you express passion for something besides fighting and food. I hardly see it and sometimes I….." she paused as she pushed back the hurt she felt at Goku's obliviousness towards her "… I wonder."
Goku cupped a cheek. "You shouldn't," he spoke low and soft enough for ChiChi to hear. "You know how I feel."
"I know. It'll be nice to see it a little more."
Now would be a good time. Goku knew it. Even though being expressive to ChiChi intimately in front of others wasn't what he liked. But he saw the need in ChiChi's eyes how she needed that moment now. It sadly changed to a resolution that wasn't going to happen.
Ah, why not!
He bent his dark head to ChiChi's wide eyes and took her mouth in a tantalizing kiss that was warm, unhurried, and very pleasurable. He could feel the shock and restraint in ChiChi. She thought she had to control her feelings and not give back but a slip of his tongue inside her mouth told her to relax and give in.
And so she did, slipping her arms around his neck and kissing back with the love and need swelling. His alien tongue explored the secret places of her mouth as if it was his home. The longing he felt in ChiChi combined with his need to show her his love mixed with his big body molding against her softness aroused Goku's desire to be alone with ChiChi without clothes and horizontal.
He suddenly pulled back. His breathing was slightly labored and his eyes tinged a shade of green.
"There's a hotel nearby," ChiChi suggested. "Since the boys aren't expecting us back for another hour or two…."
Goku didn't need to hear more. "Hurry."
ChiChi quickly disappeared into the changing room.
Behind him, Goku heard chuckles. It was from the men. He turned his head to see their approvals. Maybe they were complimentary as ChiChi thought or maybe they were looking too hard at something they couldn't touch, but they respected him and were right about ChiChi's costume. It looked perfect on her and she didn't need to try anything else.
