This story begins with Goku training at Kami's look out to preparing to fight Piccolo Jr when a very curious girl comes to live at Kami's look out.
Her name is Midori-ko she is a fire dragon from a place known as Dragon Realm visiting to study all...
It stormed outside all day as they spent all day in the hay loft of the barn making love. Goku couldn't stop touching her, Midori-ko couldn't get enough either the way Goku filled her to the brim almost made her orgasm with every thrust. They'd finally stopped their nerves finally simmering down.
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Goku laid his head down on Midori-ko's stomach wrapping his arms around her
" Midori-ko."
" Yes?" Midori-ko smiles playing with Goku's hair
" I'm super hungry." Goku says
" I know we barely ate any breakfast." Midori-ko sighs feeling hungry herself
" Hey." Goku lifted his head to look at her
" Yeah?"
" You're my wife." He smiles brightly
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" And you're my husband." Midori-ko smiles back "Things aren't going to be like they were before." Midori-ko tells him. The butterflies were starting to settle and Midori-ko had to come with grips with what might happen next. She would have to protect Goku from so many things. Prince Kaname was no doubt going to be furious about not being able to become emperor...he could marry someone else too. Midori-ko's father had grown fond of Goku so this might work but she was still worried.
"Yeah I know." Goku yawns " Ohhh you smell that?" Goku asks sitting up with his nose in the air
" Come let's get dressed and get some grub." Goku jumps up getting Midori-ko to laugh before she joined him in getting dressed so they could find this fried chicken
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Luckily their clothes were mostly dry so they could get dressed and sneak out of the barn before anyone noticed. Their noses lead them to a food truck just passed the trees being ran by a nice older woman and her son.
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