[Episode 52147] [Episode 52147]Ranma slept like a log. That was no surprise to any that knew him, but after about 10 hours, Nin-Nin was checking him over worriedly. He'd already discovered the need for hot water to change Ranma back through his efforts to awaken the martial artist, with no results aside from the change itself.
It's not his being out like a light that worries me, Nin-Nin admitted to himself, it's the weird poses and movements in his sleep! I just get the feeling there's something about that business last night I'm missing, something I should know.
Softly enough he wasn't heard by Nin-Nin, Ranma purred in his sleep.
Yaku tossed and turned a bit in the bath. She was staying on for a bit longer, keeping an eye on the still out Ranma while Miko went to school for the day. Yaku was in a unusually frisky mood, even for the time approaching the full moon. Normally a sex session like that one would have soothed her periodically roiled libido, but Yaku felt a connection to Ranma, something primal and instinctive. It was almost in the manner of her totally instinctive drive to keep Miko happy, but Yaku wrote that off to being half Shikima as well as a Miroku jonin. Whatever the reason, Yaku wasn't feeling particularly submissive despite having ingested a great deal of the man's cum. Nor was she in a Call Me Queen mood, she just wanted him (or her, for that matter). Yaku wanted to serve and rule and cuddle even, that last something that seldom appeared outside marriage in the overtly sex oriented life styles of sexcraft ninja.
As she quelled her desires again and noted the need for another calming fuck later that night, Yaku wondered what had gotten into her.
Miko Mido was in quite the mood. Her teachers were ill at ease after seeing her in class, save for the one that was involved in that competitive ninja's attempts to outdo Miko. That one was jilling herself off in the bathroom a lot after seeing Miko. (While she'd been conditioned to forget the entire affair by the Miroku, the very act of settling said teacher's mind welded associations into her subconscious.) Once Miko was in another school, things would settle down, but that poor teacher went into heat when her gorgeous student was showing such a intent distraction.
As for what had Miko in such a mood she had gotten to school on time and gotten every question right? Simply put, she was very concerned and protective of her guest. And that had her a bit worried. I know I'm not like Kugustumen and his lover, so why am I so, so attached? It's just not like me! Miko didn't normally like to admit it, but she was a bit of a slut emotionally, falling into and out of infatuations easily and abruptly. Her parents told her it was down to her biracial heritage and youth, but whatever the cause, Miko felt she might injure a heart or twelve were she not careful. And that was considered a crime by Miroku standards; rightly so in Miko's opinion.
Even as she strode naked about the locker room and got information on who would be in what places for her imminent gym class, Miko was eager to get home and delve into this. Her feelings toward Ranma were complex, yet not at war. Lust was a given, as she was a sexcraft ninja and he a supreme example of beefcake and cherries jubilee depending on Ranma's gender du jour, or so Yaku had said upon licking and examining the martial artist. Given how my hymen was a non-issue before the first time thanks to my exercise level, I can understand that! was her thought on the virginity thing. Besides, I don't care what the packaging is, that man's a guy inside, all man! Miko couldn't tell just where the protective or maternal elements of her regard for her house guest came in, only that it had developed since that intense session they used to drain off the overt libido that had plagued Ranma since his poisoning earlier yesterday. They were definitely there, however. I've felt gratitude for guys jumping in before, nothing like this; Whoops! Class is going to start, better get dressed! She went on to slaughter the opposition in volleyball and felt bad for using a bit too much skill all the way to her grandmother's home. Way to keep your cover, knuckle head!
Nin-Nin was on the phone with Miko, who was deeply immersed in the search for information on how to help Ranma and had just recently realised the time having passed. "No, No, Miko! I'm sure we'll do alright. I'm - what did you just say!" His voice raised a bit, then he stammered and whispered "S-sorry, Miko! If it gets too rough, I'll call a escort service, the one that managed to get your sister calmed down once we got her back! Yeah, I'll take care if it. I better warn her. Bye." He called out "Yaku, Yaku!!" As Ranma blinked and started to awaken, Nin-Nin went to where Yaku was groaning in her room. He called through the door "Yaku, I'm going to call a escort service for you. Miko says she figures there was enough traces of Shikima poison in Ranma's spunk that you're as bad off as when you came here. Coat yourself in the numbing compound until they get here, it'll be a lot easier if you're human!" He then dashed for the phone, only to get a unwelcome surprise.
Yaku wanted to snarl in frustration when there was such a yummy man already present, but took that as proof in itself Miko had a point. She was close to the edge, and as a Miroku ninja, she was responsible for her sex, just as conventional ninja had to be responsible with their weapons of choice. She started towards the bathroom to get the remaining numbing compound, when she was hit in the back by a thrown and quite unconscious Nin-Nin. The Shikima that had arrived was all dark purples, blacks, and deep deep blues in hue, so he had had no problem sneaking along the rooftops to get inside. His lower half resembled a ridiculously huge panther, but he otherwise was a differently hued version of the beast that had attacked before. He chuckled "I'll scratch and scratch you, my pretty," the crazed and angered Shikima cried while injecting a bit of the poison immediately, "fill you with lust until you tear the men apart, then you'll distract the half human slut that asshole king of ours wants to have as a successor! My brother will be avenged, and IeeeeeeeeEEghEEE!" His gloating boasts and extended clawed tentacles were cut off abruptly by a red and black blur, while a roar so ferocious it shattered the nearby tea cups filled the room.
Yaku panted and yelped as her shift to Shikima werewolf form began, watching her assailant being absolutely shredded from behind by a 8 foot tall felinoid. The figure had onyx dark fur with slashes of tiger striping rising across and slightly up his hugely muscular frame, striping the color of arterial blood. It was no doubt he was a he, from the proud erection he gained looking at her. Even as Yaku cringed away instinctively knowing a rape would possibly break her in her feral condition, the newcomer finished his tearing the head off Yaku's attacker, then he sniffed. He sniffed again, then he growled uncertainly, "Yr. Yra. Yra-ku?"
Yaku growled in sharply, a wolf's gasp. "Rr, Rarnma?" She definitely could relate to his problem speaking in animal form, it was doable, but when you were worked up it got a lot harder. Ranma (it indeed being him) nodded, turning away with some effort despite the screaming need his body broadcast in every manner. Until he felt a firm clawed hand turn him around. Yaku knew two things as she waggled her hips and made it clear she wanted him now. First was that one or maybe both of them would likely never be the same spiritually after this joining, between whatever has happening to Ranma and her own precarious position. The second thing was that she simply didn't care.
Then he was in her, and it was all she could do to remember which was fucking which at any given moment.
Nin-Nin awoke when the spreading puddle of Shikima gore soaked through his ninja outfit. He darted up to fight back, only to see the invader was lying in chunks and pieces about the room. "Guh ross!!" was about all he could say to that. Then he looked towards a slapping sound and saw them.
Yaku and a huge tigerman were fucking desperately, yet under all the raw aggression there was both the discipline you would expect of Miroku and a deepening regard for the other on both parts. The combined pool of spunk and vaginal flooding had already soaked the tatami under them to the point it had dissolved away the fluids from the dead Shikima laying nearby.
Nin-Nin knew he should call Miko, knew he should do a hundred things, but me was spellbound by the raw sexuality and surges of emotion emanating from the conjugal pair. Even as he stared, the tigerman gasped "Take, take m, E'm outta." only to be interrupted by her muzzle clamping down on his shoulder, She drew no blood, but he gasped from the sensation, so Yaku's animal form reared back and snarled. "Saved me, c'n h'v me!" Nin-Nin got the feeling neither one of them wanted the other as a sex pet, but he had no doubts at all they wanted each other from how this was rocking the house. After another few minutes of sexual arguing, something in him snapped (along with his untouched member gushing cum into his uniform) as Nin-Nin cried out "BOOOOOTH!!!" while falling back, passed out.
Just as Miko got back into the house in full fighting costume (having felt the sexual contest a block and a half away), Ranma and Yaku locked gazes and slammed together so hard they cracked the floor. About the time Miko reached the living room, so did the screaming couple, blasting into and onto one another even as they fell through the ceiling!
So, as Miko Mido glared in confusion, the pair of them transformed back to human, passions spent. Ranma reeled upright, as did Yaku, then he did the only thing that seemed to fit the situation. He just reached behind his head and scratched under his pigtail, saying "Uhh, yeah. I'm Ranma. Sorry about this."
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