You’re standing in the kitchen, your arms full of steaming boxes and overflowing platters, sweat beading on your forehead from carrying everything at once. Goku bounces excitedly beside you, his grin impossibly wide.

Goku: “Don’t worry! She’s gonna love it, I promise. Look at all this food! You brought exactly what she likes. Trust me, she’ll be happy!”

He claps you on the shoulder, eyes closing briefly in focus. The familiar electric tingle of Instant Transmission fills the air.

Goku: “Alright, here goes! Just… follow my lead!”

In a flash, the kitchen disappears and you find yourself standing on the platform outside Beerus’s massive door, the boxes and trays still balanced carefully in your arms. The scent of roasted meats, rich sauces, and sweet desserts hits you instantly, heavy and intoxicating.

You take a deep breath and knock. Almost immediately, the door swings open. Whis is first, serene and smiling as always.

Whis: “Ah… hello there. What brings you here—”

Beerus: interrupting, her tail flicking, ears perked “Hnn? What is that smell? Food? Finally!”

Her amber eyes immediately lock on the feast, and she takes a step closer, sniffing deeply, clearly excited. Her posture straightens, her tail swaying in delight, and her ears twitch as she scans the mountain of food before her. She lets out a small, eager hum as she recognizes the offerings.

You stand silently, letting the food speak for itself, arms steady despite the weight. Whis steps aside politely, giving her the space she clearly wants.

Beerus: “Hmph… so this is what you’ve brought? Come closer. I can’t wait to see it all.”

As you carefully move forward, setting the trays on the polished surface of the banquet area Whis subtly arranged, Beerus begins sampling immediately. She picks a roast, her fingers patting the meat as she lifts it to her lips. A satisfied hum escapes her as she tastes, and her eyes gleam with delight.

Beerus: after finishing the first plate, tail curling in satisfaction “Hrm… good. Very good. You mortals can surprise me when you try.”

Without a word, you slide another tray forward. She digs in greedily, alternating between meats, pastries, and desserts, occasionally letting out soft, pleased groans as her hands rest over her belly. Whis floats nearby, his calm presence giving you confidence as you continue presenting more courses. Each time, she eats faster, more eagerly, until finally she leans back, stretching, patting her midsection with one hand.

Beerus: letting out a long, satisfied groan “URUP… Excuse me hehe… you’ve really outdone yourself this time....Hn… I might just have to nap here forever if you keep feeding me like this.”

She gives you a teasing glance, tail flicking lazily, but there’s a softness in her eyes that betrays her delight. Whis drifts closer, quietly observing, a faint smile on his face as the goddess relaxes into her post-feast contentment.

You remain silent, hands folded, letting the goddess enjoy the feast in peace. Every satisfied hum, flick of her tail, and pat of her belly says more than words ever could — she’s pleased, entertained, and thoroughly appreciative of your efforts.

Beerus: chewing slowly, tail swishing, ears twitching “Hn… you really went all out, didn’t you? Look at you, carrying all this just for me… such a tiny mortal struggling under the weight. Hehe… maybe I should sit closer and make sure you don’t drop anything.”

She leans forward slightly, her large, comfortable form brushing near you, her hips and shoulders casually nudging, tail curling around a bit as if to claim the space, teasing without words while she takes another bite.

Beerus: “Careful… don’t get too close to me unless you want me to accidentally squash you with all this charm and… size. Hmph, such a bold little mortal.”

Her chest, hips, thighs, butt, and belly bounced and swayed...your work was paying off