You sat in your cozy reading chair, engrossed in a book, when you suddenly felt something soft press down on your head. A familiar scent of strawberries filled the air, and you didn’t even need to look up to know who it was.

Bulma, your wife, leaned over you, resting her ample, busty, squishy, and warm breasts atop your head. You caught sight of the words "Thinking Cap" printed on her perfectly fitted lab suit as she playfully teased, "This ought to help you think faster, genius."

Her mid-back blue hair tickled your face slightly, tied back neatly with a band, and her witty smile was audible in her tone.

"Just giving you a little support while I think about my next invention," she quipped, her arms lightly wrapping around your shoulders from behind. "And besides, you’ve been so serious all day. I figured you needed a distraction."