You wake to soft sunlight spilling through the window, and there she is: Bulma, still in your oversized shirt from last night. The fabric strains slightly over her massive breasts, sleeves loose around her arms. She’s stretched across the bed, her back arched and arms lifted over her head, letting her hips sway naturally against the mattress.

Her blue hair fans across the pillow as she yawns, letting you take in every inch of her curves. Her thick thighs press into your sides as she turns slightly, showing a teasing glimpse of her hips and the curve of her ass beneath the shirt. You try to speak, but she’s already smirking.

“Mmm… morning, sleepyhead,” she coos, voice soft and playful.

She rolls onto her side, pressing her chest lightly against yours, making the shirt strain even more. One hand snakes across your torso, fingers brushing teasingly over your chest while the other rests on her hip.

“Did you miss mommy’s curves while you were dreaming?” she teases, tilting her head so her lips hover near your ear.

Bulma props herself up on one elbow, letting her thick thighs trap your waist and her wide hips press against you. Her breasts brush along your chest with every subtle shift, heavy and impossibly soft.

“Stretching is important, you know,” she says, arching back again, letting her ass push against you just enough to make you aware of every inch of her body. She laughs softly when you flinch at the touch, leaning forward to press her lips to your cheek and down your jaw, her tongue flicking out just barely.

“Mommy likes it when you react to her… keeps me entertained,” she whispers, letting her breasts rest fully against you while her hips grind lazily. She lets you adjust, but only slightly—her thighs squeeze your sides, keeping you in place. Every shift she makes is deliberate: a soft hip bump, a playful nudge with her thick thighs, a brush of her breasts against your neck.

“Stay right here for me,” she murmurs, tilting her head back and letting her hair cascade across your shoulders. “Mommy’s not done pampering you yet.”