[Episode 35776] [Episode 35776]"Oooooh, aarrghe!" moaned Michiru. She had come to Mongo expecting to destroy an evil overlord in his lair. "Uuuhhh! Nooooo! It's sooo big!" She had not expected to become his sexual plaything. "Yeeesss! Arhe! I'm going to cum!" She certainly would never have expected to love it so. "Oh, ohhh yesss! Nhhhh! Hhhaaarder! Ff-faaster! R... Raaannnmmmaaa!"
Her green hair plastered to her body, skin glistening with sweat and pussy dripping with juice, Michiru looked anything but elegant when she collapsed onto the bed and sighed, "oh. That was amazing! Ahh! Umm..."
"I'm, uh, glad you liked it," murmured her blushing partner.
"Oh, geeze," apologised Michiru. "I'm so sorry. It must have been weird me calling out your son's name like while we were ..."
"Oh, d...don't worry about it," stammered Nodoka. "L...let's forget all about it."
"Okay," said Michiru with a wicked grin, licked her finger and extracted the toy from between her legs. "How about I give you something else to think about... hmmm?"
"'Kay," agreed Nodoka shyly as Michiru pressed her onto the bed. She was still not used to the duties expected of an imperial mother, but determined to do a good job.
"Phone call. Ring! Ring! Phone call!" chimed the wall 'com.
"Feh, it's always when you're in the shower or about to do a sexy woman," belaboured Michiru as the 'com window lit up.
"Oh my, it looks like you two are getting along. I'm sorry to interrupt your quality control, Lady Nodoka," apologised Mille's image, "but we need Harem Girl Michiru for some field testing."
Michiru tried to recover her elegance, which was difficult while holding a dildo dripping with her sex juices. "What kind of field testing? Not that I don't mind the idea of outdoor sex but..."
"Oh, nothing like that," Mille denied. "Though I'll have to add that to the schedule. No, we need your other services for this one."
Swish! Kaching! Kaching! Huffa! Huffa!
These were the only sounds to be heard on the bridge. Silence fell across the deck as the double door swished open for the entrance of white armoured figures. Over the clangour of their precision boot stomps only the ominous breathing of the lone dark armoured figure could be heard.
"Hufa! Hufa!" The ominous figure surveyed the chamber for several moments. "Hufa Hu Hu... hack!" Tearing off the helmet, Ranma gasped for breath and swore, "how the heck am I supposed to breath in this thing? Whoever designed it needs to be taken out and shot!"
"By your command," saluted General Grim.
"Whatever," said a distracted Ranma as he turned to his companions. "You guys can take those helmets off too, if you like."
"Thank the moons," gasped Leona, Princess of Veldt, as she tore her helmet off. "I couldn't see anything with that on anyway."
"Ack! " exclaimed Ranma in surprise. "You're all girls!"
"What else would your Seraglio be?" demanded Umi, Princess of Oceana, then laughed drolly. "Oh... Ha, ha! Yeah, this gear does hide our girlish figures, doesn't it. That's funny," she concluded without conviction.
"Indeed, this armour is hardly suitable for your Seraglio, if I may say so, Milord," Trolla, Princess of Glacia agreed haughtily.
"Feh, yeah," agreed Ranma while missing the point entirely, "ya just can't fight in this heavy gear, can ya. I do not know what I was thinking agreeing ta wear it."
"Indeed not," barked Lufy, Princess of Wolfen. "We have some lightweight outfits in our chambers if you'd like to inspect us."
"Um, oh, sure," Ranma committed himself, "later. 'Okay, General Grim, is this thing ship shape and sea...er, space worthy?"
"The Yamato III is designed to resemble an ocean vessel as per your specifications," General Grim confirmed, "as much as possible. The Technos experts have certified her and my men have familiarised herself with the controls. We but await your command to begin the maiden voyage."
"Alrighy then," Ranma exclaimed, waited then gave the command to, "uh, make it go!"
The Yamato III, designed, for reasons inexplicable to her crew, to resemble both a world war two battleship and an anime spaceship of the same name, glided sedately away from Cloud City then rocketed away leaving the usual trail of sparks and smoke of a Mongonian space ship.
"Yatta!" Ranma exclaimed. "Now, let's swing out to that ice moon and take a look."
"But first," begged the Mongonian Princess, Dale, "let's swing by our quarters and put on something more comfortable!"
"'kay," Ranma agreed heartily. "'s a good idea."
"You know," Michiru made conversation, "the standard tactic for this sort of thing would be to disguise ourselves as shop keepers and secretly drain the energy of our customers until the inners stumble across us."
"Then they would defeat us with courage, teamwork and dumb luck," Haruka agreed. "Which is why we are not doing it that way."
"Yeah," Michiru agreed. "That's one reason I like this plan a whole lot better!"
"She won't be expecting it, that's for sure," Haruka gloated. "But why take on Sailor Mercury when we know where Ami Mizuno lives?"
"I can't wait to get that lolicon girl with glasses into the training tubes," Michiru breathed. "But what about her mother?"
"Developing a thing for older women, are you?" accused Haruka snidely.
"Nnn... no, not at all," Michiru denied hotly. "But if she makes a fuss it will alert the others."
"Whatever," Haruka smirked. "Anyway, why not? We can always find her a job in the palace as a maid or something."
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