After taking a long, refreshing bath, Gohan wrapped a towel around his waist and made his way to his bedroom. As he walked down the hallway, he couldn't help but think about his mother and the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.
Her curves, her beauty, her fiery spirit – they all made him feel flustered and he couldn't shake off the thoughts of her. But as he entered his room, he knew he had to focus on the task at hand – studying.
He sat at his desk, flipping through his books and notes, but his mind kept drifting back to his mother. He remembers what happened this morning when he entered her room to serve her breakfast, only to catch a glimpse of her in her lingerie. The image of her looking stunning and peaceful while asleep, her body looking even more alluring, made his heart race.
Gohan let out a sigh, trying to push away his thoughts and focus on his studies. He realized he couldn't afford to be sidetracked because he had to prepare for the college entrance exam. But the more he tried, the more his mind wandered.
He could almost feel his mother's soft touch, her gentle voice, and the warmth of her body against his. He shook his head, trying to snap out of it.
Gohan tried to occupy his mind with complex equations and formulas, but his thoughts kept drifting back to his mother. He remembered her cooking him delicious meals and teaching him important life lessons. She was not only his mother but also his teacher and his friend.
He couldn't deny the fact that he had also inherited her fiery spirit and determination. And as he thought about her, he couldn't help but feel grateful for everything she had done for him.
Gohan shook his head again, this time more vigorously, trying to shake off the thoughts. He knew he had to focus, for his own sake and for the sake of his loved ones. He had to be strong, both mentally and physically, to protect his friends and family.
Taking a deep breath, Gohan closed his books and stood up from his desk and made his way to the living room to find his mother vacuuming the carpet. He could hear the loud hum of the machine as she moved it back and forth, her back facing him. He couldn't help but admire her figure in her Chinese dress, the fabric hugging her curves perfectly.
As he got closer, he couldn't help but notice her big breasts, barely contained by the low-cut dress. They bounced with each movement she made, drawing his attention. But what really caught his eye was her thickly shaped round butt, free of any leggings and on full display. The dress hugged her round curves, making them even more pronounced.
Gohan couldn't help but feel a bit distracted by his mother's appearance. He had always known she had a great figure, but seeing it in full display was making it hard for him to concentrate. He cleared his throat, trying to regain his focus.
'Hey Mom,' he said, finally reaching her. 'What's going on?'
Chichi turned to look at him and smiled, 'Oh Gohan, I'm just cleaning up the living room. It was getting a bit dusty.'
Gohan nodded, 'I see. Well, I was actually on my way to see Piccolo'.
Chichi's smile faltered a bit, 'Oh, I see. Well, don't be late for dinner. You know how I get when we don't eat together as a family.'
'I won't be, Mom. I promise.'
Chichi's smile returned and she went back to her vacuuming. As soon as she turned her back, Gohan could not help but look at her. She was moving the vacuum cleaner along with her hips swaying and her fat ass jiggling, which caused the machine she was cleaning to wobble in her hands. He was almost in a trance-like state, imagining what it would feel like to have her bouncing on his dick.
Suddenly, Chichi turned around and caught him staring. She raised an eyebrow, 'What's wrong, Gohan? Is something on your mind?'
Gohan snapped out of his thoughts and laughed sheepishly, 'N-nothing, Mom. Just distracted, I guess.'
Chichi sighs, 'Well, don't let me distract you any longer. Go on, talk to Piccolo. I'll see you at dinner.'
Gohan nodded and quickly made his way out of the house. To think he would one day get distracted by his own mother, he couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards her. Shaking his head, he made his way to Kami's lookout to discuss his issues with Piccolo.
Gohan took a deep breath as he stepped onto the familiar grounds of Kami's lookout. The last time he had been here was five years ago, when his father, Goku, had sacrificed himself to save the world from Cell. But now, the peaceful home of his mentor and friend, Piccolo.
Piccolo greeted him with a warm smile, his usual stoic demeanor softened by the sight of the now-grown Gohan. 'Good to see you, Gohan. Here for some training?' he asked.
Gohan shook his head, his expression serious. 'No, not this time. I actually came here to talk to you about something important.'
Piccolo raised an eyebrow, curious. 'Alright, what is it?'
Gohan took a deep breath before starting to tell Piccolo about his mother and how she had been feeling sad and lonely after his father's death five years ago.
'But that's not all,' Gohan continued, his voice dropping to a whisper. 'I...I have been seeing her in a different light. I know it's wrong, but I can't help it. I want to be there for her and make her happy, not only emotionally but also physically'.
Piccolo was surprised by Gohan's confession. He had always known that Gohan was a sensitive and caring person, but he never expected this. He could sense the turmoil within Gohan and he knew that this was not a decision he had made lightly..
Gohan with determination evident in his voice. 'I want to be the only man in her life, to give her the love and companionship she deserves. But I wanted to speak to you first and see what your thoughts are on this'.'
Piccolo leaned back, his mind racing as he processed Gohan's words.
After a moment of contemplation, Piccolo finally spoke. 'Gohan, I understand your feelings for your mother, but you have to realize that on Earth, this is not considered normal. It may be frowned upon and could cause a lot of trouble for both of you,' Piccolo said, trying to reason with Gohan.
'I know, but I can't ignore my feelings, Piccolo. I want to make my mother happy, even if it means going against society's norms. I can't just stand by and watch her suffer,' Gohan replied, determination evident in his voice.
Piccolo could see that Gohan had made up his mind and he knew that there was no changing it.
He decided to tell Gohan about the customs on other planets, where it was common for parents to mate with their children.
'In other worlds, this is not considered taboo, Gohan. It is a common practice for parents to mate with their children. But on Earth, it is not accepted. If you want to pursue this, you will have to keep it a secret for a while, until you both are ready to face the consequences,' Piccolo explained.
Gohan listened to Piccolo's words carefully. After much thought, he decided to go through with his conviction. He wanted to be there for his mother and make her happy, even if it meant going against society's norms.
'Thank you, Piccolo. I needed someone to talk to and trust in,' Gohan said gratefully.
Following his conversation with Piccolo, Gohan flew back home.
As he walked towards the house, he saw his younger brother Goten playing outside. Goten immediately ran up to Gohan, excited to see his older brother. 'Hey Gohan, did you have a good training session with Piccolo?' Goten asked eagerly.
Gohan ruffled his brother's hair affectionately. 'Yeah, it was tough, but I learned a lot,' he replied with a smile.
Just then, Gohan's super-sensitive Saiyan nose caught a whiff of the stew, making his mouth water. He couldn't wait to dig in. As he entered the house, he saw his mother, Chichi, stirring the pot with a look of concentration on her face.
'Hey Mom, that smells amazing,' Gohan said, walking up to her and giving her a hug.
Chichi smiled at her son, happy to see him home. 'I'm glad you like it, Gohan. I know beef stew is your favorite,' she replied, beaming with pride.
Gohan took a deep breath, the aroma of the stew filling his nostrils. 'I can't wait to eat,' he said with a grin.
'Not so fast, young man. You need to take a bath first. You smell like you've been rolling around in the dirt all day,' she scolded, wrinkling her nose.
Gohan chuckled and nodded. 'Yes, mom. I'll go take a quick shower,' he said, already starting to strip off his training gi.
Chichi's eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of Gohan's muscular body. She couldn't help but admire how much he had grown since the last time she saw him. As Gohan removed his gi, he was left with only his underwear on.
Chichi's cheeks turned a light shade of pink as she tried to avert her eyes. She was a bit taken aback by her own thoughts. After all, Gohan was her son. But she couldn't deny the fact that he had grown into a strong and handsome young man.
Suddenly, Chichi's eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of something else. Gohan's cock was protruding from his underwear, the size and girth of it shocking her. She quickly turned her back to him, feeling embarrassed and flustered.
'What are you doing, Gohan? Why did you remove your clothes in front of me? You should be doing that in the bathroom!' she scolded, trying to hide her embarrassment.
Gohan, who had been intentionally teasing his mother, pretended to be surprised. 'Oh, sorry Mom. I didn't mean to. I'll go to the bathroom now,' he said, trying to keep a straight face.
Chichi huffed and turned back to the stove, trying to calm her racing heart. After Gohan went to take a shower, she let out a sigh of relief. She couldn't believe she had just seen her own son's private parts. But as she looked down at her own breasts, she noticed that they were erect, which surprised her even more.