[Episode 12216] [Episode 12216]"...or this one! Oooh! That one looks yummy! Oh, I can't decide! I'm starting to feel like Kuno."
Ryoga sighed, as he watched Ranma dart back and forth between all the sweets, ice cream and pastries on sale in the Magic Cafe. This would probably take a while.
Nabiki looked down at the coupon in her hands, then up at the sign of the "New U Salon" again. Well, this seemed to be the place. It looked a bit cheap, but Nabiki wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. The coupon she received in the mail that morning promised one free "Bimbou" makeover. With "bimbou" meaning "poor" or "destitute", Nabiki presumed that this was a makeover for people on a limited budget - she just wondered why they had written it in Romaji (roman letters).
The bell tinkled, as Nabiki stepped in and made her last business transaction as an intelligent woman.
Akane sat outside on the curb, tethered by her leash, and panted. She tried not to drool too much, but it was difficult. The treatment hat turned both her front and her back end leaky. The smell of her juices puddling beneath her was getting harder and harder to ignore, and for the first time Akane wondered whether taking the "sex pet" option had been a smart move. At the time it had seemed the perfect way to get closer to Ranma, but now she asked herself how she was going to do that, if most of the time she was too horny to think, talk or do anything but hump her dribbling, swollen cunt against people's legs.
Ryoga had given her a thorough seeing-to, which had cleared her mind from the fog of lust for the time being - but already she could feel it creeping in, threatening to submerge her rational mind in rampant, mindless fuck-lust.
*I hope Master Ranma and Ryoga finish quickly in there,* she thought. *I really need Master to take me walkies. I swallowed so much of Ryoga's semen and Master's juices, Akane's bladder is all full. Please hurry, Master, or Akane wets herself. Akane's wetting herself anyway - with cunt-juice! Mmmm, Akane's cunt smell so nice. Everybody can smell Akane is horny bitch. Arf! Akane soooo horny. Akane cunt so wet, titties tingle so nice. Woof, arf, arf! Please, please, please, someone fuck Akane! Need cock so bad! Rrrrwuff! Akane good bitch cunt. Horny bitch cunt. Woof, woof! Fuck Akane! Fuck fuck fuck woof fuck! Arf! Arf! Ruff! Good bitch, Akane, woof!*
As Akane slowly lost the capability of coherent thought, and her language skills degraded until she became unable to understand or even think human words (except for the commands conditioned into her), the bitch started whining, whimpering and straining against her tether. She rubbed her painful, swollen and sodden wet cunt against the post, desperate to relieve herself.
Kasumi licked her lips and smiled. Mr. Ichinose sure knew how to show a girl a good time.
She gave the softening cock of the man before her a final spit-shining, before the next salaryman took his place. Kasumi the maid lived to serve and liked cleaning things - and as a slutty tart, it was only natural that she wanted to start by cleaning all the cocks and balls of the men in Mr. Ichinose's office building. Every man who could get it up was sure to receive a thorough cock-massage by her cunt muscles and an equally thorough cleaning from her mouth - right down to cleaning the cum out of his balls.
She was positioned on all fours on a low table, which put her mouth and ass at exactly the right height for optimum accessibility. The petticoats of her maid uniform were flipped up, revealing her pantyless and hairless crotch, and the top had been pulled down to allow her huge hooters to swing back and forth with the thrusts of the men she serviced. From time to time, one of the upper managers would turn up, and the salarymen would back up to allow him to turn her over and fuck her jugs. Kasumi loved that, but she would have loved it even more, if she had been able to continue fucking and sucking along with her tit-fuck. Still, the sticky coating of sperm on her titties felt so nice.
Mr. Ichinose watched as the insatiable little slut sucked and fucked away. It would still be a few hours before the effects of the Strawberry Tart and the French Maid Vanilla wore off, and he was determined to see to it that she had serviced every single man in the entire office building at least once, by that time. In the meantime he took a turn with her, whenever he felt like it, and patted her head benevolently when she recognized him and mumbled her gratitude around his meat.
He would really have to make this a regular thing - perhaps once or twice a week. Kasumi would love that.
Ranma, who was pretty much back to normal, except for a slight tan, had finally settled on what to buy. She took a "Lemon Sucker" popsicle for herself and Ryoga got something they called "Whalenut Surprise". Ranma wasn't too good at English, but she was sure there was a misspelling in there, somewhere.
What she didn't know, as she wrapped her lips around the Lemon Sucker, was that the spelling was a rather pitiful attempt at a pun by one of the employees. You see, they grow a guy's nuts so big and full that they'd be big enough for a whale - a sperm whale! Get it? Get it?? Yeah... everybody has that reaction. But although said employee was somewhat deficient in the humor department, he was good at making magical ice cream, so he was kept on.
While Ryoga was eating himself into a sperm supply that would be enough for half a dozen bukkake movies, Ranma was devouring her Lemon Sucker. She didn't notice that the outer layer of the long, cylindrical popsicle dissolved quickly, revealing underneath a second layer that dissolved much more slowly and was molded into a... humorous shape. Nor did she notice how her lips were swelling and swelling with every second they spent wrapped around the sucker. Candy-apple red, glistening wetly, naturally puckered, and so puffy and swollen that she wouldn't even be able to close them completely, they had become the perfect cock-sucking lips.
All that Ranma knew was that it felt heavenly to grab the popsicle's handle in a fist and really ram it into her face hard and fast, over and over again, while she twirled her tongue around the invading shaft to get at the creamy surprise inside that the advertising text promised. She curled her tongue around the popsicle - once, twice, three times - and kept it holding on tightly when she pulled Sucker and tongue out of her salivating mouth with the next stroke. She didn't notice that her tongue used to be rather shorter and less flexible than this, either.
*God,* she thought. *What'll I do once I finish this one? I really need to find something else to suck on...*
Nabiki stepped out of the New U Salon in her new clothes.
She pushed some strands of her fluffy, platinum-blonde mane out of her face and giggled. She could feel the air on her cunnie! It was making her nippies so hard. She unconsciously suckled on her right index finger, careful not to damage the long, crimson nail. What was it she wanted to do, again? She was such a silly ditz!
In her hand she still held the coupon with the large letters that she could no longer read. "Bimbo U Makeovers" it said in English, and in smaller letters, "Bringing out the bimbo in you."
She took a deep breath that threatened to explode the neon pink halter top, which barely managed to constrain her monumental tits, and tried to concentrate. It was so hard for a stupid slut like her to keep all those thought thingies in her airy head. They wanted to be free and fluttered away like butterflies, when she tried to catch one. As always when she tried to think, one hand went to her tits to squeeze them and tug on her nipples, while the other one immediately sought her cunt and slipped a few fingers inside. That relaxed her.
She wanted to go somewhere and do something, she knew. Something to do with money? But that was silly! She didn't need money - she could get fucked for free! And besides, you needed to know how to count and stuff to handle money, didn't you? Absent-mindedly she switched hands at her twat, licking her wet fingers clean, before resuming her instinctive tit play. Oh, it was no use! She was simply too stupid to think. She needed someone to tell her what to do. A man! Yeah, that was cool! She'd find a man to tell her what to do - and perhaps he'd fuck her, too! She shook her tits and bubble butt joyously, causing some of her cunt juice to dribble to the ground between her feet.
Happily humming a brainless commercial ditty, Nabimbo set out to find a man to obey.
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