Tonight, you were just walking toward the kitchen, wearing nothing but your boxers and a loose shirt. The moonlight was soft, the air quiet. You were thinking about water or maybe something sweet to nibble on.

Instead, you got them.

Chi-Chi stepped out of the shadows first, bare as the day she was born, hips swaying like she knew how dangerous she was. Her dark eyes locked on yours. She didn’t speak—she just moved.

Before you could register it, she pinned you against the wall, the soft weight of her bare, massive breasts pressing fully against your chest. Her thigh slid between yours as she leaned in close.

“You skipped cuddle time,” she murmured, lips brushing your jaw. “That's grounds for punishment.”

You opened your mouth to speak—too late.

Videl approached from behind, equally bare, equally flushed. Her arms slid around your waist, fingers trailing down your abdomen. Her head rested between your shoulder blades, her chest warm and pressed against your back, her thick thighs wrapping around your hips as she pressed in tight.

You were trapped. Gloriously, hopelessly trapped.

Chi-Chi leaned her body forward, her plush figure sandwiching you completely. Her thighs pressed to yours, her soft belly kissed your abs, and her breasts… god, they practically molded to your chest with how close she was.

Behind you, Videl's fingers roamed lower, teasing, feather-light. Her hips shifted forward, grinding gently—subtly—just enough for you to feel the heat between her thighs. She let out a soft, shaky breath, and you could tell: she was already soaked.

“You’ve been working so hard lately,” Videl whispered, nuzzling against your shoulder. “We thought maybe you needed us.”

Chi-Chi smirked. Her hand reached up, cupping your face. “Both of us.”

Your heart thudded. Your legs nearly buckled.

“I-I was just getting a snack…” you managed to say, breathless.

“You found one,” Chi-Chi purred.

“We’re starving,” Videl added, voice trembling—but need shining in her eyes.

Their bodies pressed in tighter, wrapping you in softness and warmth from both sides. You couldn’t move. You didn’t want to move.

Chi-Chi leaned in to your ear. “You’re not going anywhere, baby.”

Videl’s nails scraped gently down your stomach, her voice a whisper of a moan. “Not until we’re full.”

And with that…

The kitchen was forgotten. The night had only just begun.