Ogling (February Bottom-Listers Render)

"Y'know, maybe getting this job as a butcher really was the right call." Bardock mused, sprawled out on the ground. It was his first day back on planet in ages, and if he wasn't already happy then the sight in front of him would be more than enough --- it seemed that, in his absence, Gine's butcher job had led to enough snacking to fill her figure out, and he'd been lucky enough to have a wife whose weight piled on in all the right places...

"Huh?" The remark confused Gine, and she tilted her head back towards her husband. He wasn't looking at her face, that much was for sure... and then, when she traced his gaze... "BARDOCK!" She whined, her generous rear wobbling as she jumped in place. "That's not FUNNY!"

"It's not!" Bardock agreed, hopping up from his place on the dirt with a lopsided smirk. "It is however, VERY nice to look at it." Using his greater speed he appeared beside Gine and gave her ass a smack, earning a strangled moan from her as her knees knocked.

"N-not in public, someone could seeeee!" She hissed, her cheeks turning red. "It's not my fault we end up with so many meat scraps, and it's not like anyone's gonna miss them if I snack while I work!"

"Oh, believe me." Bardock palmed her ass, ignoring her protests as his fingers sank into the expansive padding. "I'm not complaining in the slightest. Honestly kind of hoping you end up with more meat scraps to snack on."

The implication was not lot on Gine, but her ability to form an actual response sure was. All she could do was open and close her mouth, face so red she thought she might die as she tried to look casual on the walk home with her husband oh so casually feeling up her butt.

She supposed the plan HAD been to put on a little weight, since she'd always been a stick of a Saiyan, but did it really have to pile on in such an embarrassing way.... and did Bardock REALLY have to like it so much!?