[Episode 87888] [Episode 87888]Silently the woman bowed in response and glided over, her beautiful dress gliding over the wood floors. Ukyou smiled as the elf-woman reached him and bowed again.
"What would you have of me, Lord Kuonji?" she asked politely and hopefully.
Ukyou smiled and cupped the girl's chin, raising her face to meet his eyes and remembered a time she had not been so willing.
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"What is it you have brought me to this...plebian place, Kuonji?" Kodachi demanded as she sat down with a narrow-eyed glance.
"I want to talk business, Kodachi," Ukyou said slyly. "I've got a way we can all come out happy with Ranma."
"Have you been ill, Kuonji?" Kodachi asked as the Waitress arrived. She barely spared the gaijin woman a glance. "Japanese Tea, if you have it."
"At once, Miss," the Waitress said with a pleasant face.
"What are you talking about?" Ukyou asked Kodachi. He was in his school uniform and thanking his previous tendencies to dress as a male. Now that he actually was male, Kodachi wasn't suspecting anything.
"Your voice, it is a little muddled," Kodachi said, accepting the tea as it was placed before her.
"I had a touch of flu or something," Ukyou said, brushing off that observation of Kodachi's. "But that is beside the point."
And then Ukyou smiled as she watched the changes developing as Kodachi drank the tea.
The Catholic school uniform and the hairstyle faded away to become the robes and coif of a geisha. And given the nature of the magic involved, Ukyou had no doubt that Kodachi was becoming more like the owned concubine of geisha myth than the consumate artist of geisha fact.
Indeed, as the cup was set down and Kodachi's face was revealed, make-up and all, the look in her eyes was no longer one of defiance. There was, instead, a look of obediance and adoration in those eyes.
"Kuonji-sama," Kodachi said in a soft-spoken tone. "I again thank you for this generosity, but surely this is too much for my sake."
"No, no," Ukyou said. "This is no trouble at all. Excuse me, waitress?"
"Yes?" the woman said as she appeared upon call. "Can I help you."
"I would like to give my servant something of a treat for her loyalty," Ukyou said. "She is to be attendant to my wife and myself. Can you send, these, please?"
"Certainly, sir," the Waitress said, giving another polite smile that turned wicked as soon as she was out of sight.
"Ku..." Kodachi stopped as a hand was raised and she remembered to hold in silence until called on.
"Come and sit closer to me," Ukyou said.
Kodachi nodded and moved around to sit right beside Ukyou as the treats arrived. Ukyou slowly massaged the geisha-Kodachi's shoulders for a moment, before reaching down to pick up a heart shaped tart.
"Now," Ukyou said. "We can't have you going around like this. Ranma as a cheerleader, no one will look twice. Kodachi as a geisha, heads will start to ponder. Have a bite."
Kodachi wondered at what the candy had to do with her looks, but she had to obey her...master. That had been a surprise as soon as Kodachi had gotten close enough to notice the adam's apple and the bulge in Ukyou's groin.
As the tart was bitten into, the magic washed over her. The Royal Tart replacing the geisha finery with a lovely over-stitched gown like something out of Shakespeare. Even as the clothes changed, she could feel a heat rise in her loins and she eagerly waited for her lord to take her.
"That was lovely, Lord Kuonji," Kodachi said, gasping at the last juices, a definite British tone infecting her Japanese. Her manner was still geisha, however, and her face still Japanese. The manner of dress and behavior, however, would be closer to what people expected of Kodachi.
"It'll get lovelier," Ukyou promised, a hint of darkness in his voice that Kodachi wasn't any longer able, or willing, to notice. "Try this one."
And with that, a small chocolate ball popped into Kodachi's mouth. Instantly, the modest, even small, chest that Kodachi, as a gymnast, had been so proud of began to swell outward, her dress's neckline straining to match it, until she had a cup-size above the amazon's.
Ukyou grinned openly at the gasps and signs of distraction coming from the girl that was now practically in his lap. Apparently an increase in sensitivity had accompanied the increase in size.
Kodachi breathed heavily, as if she were already in throes of heated passion, and her eyes danced wildly about the room.
"And now to make you a bit more exotic," Ukyou said. "Blueberry and elderberry pie."
The elf took a fork and sliced a small piece and daintly fed the increasingly distracted girl the small slice. With each bite Kodachi shivered as pleasure washed over her and her skin subtly changed and ears grew to points.
She barely had the sense left to look down at herself in wonder, noting the change of race even if the earlier changes of archetype and personality had gone unnoticed.
Her newly impressive cleavage, brilliantly displayed by the low, demonstrative neckline of her dress was now colored a deep and dark blue that reflected the light in a curious fashion. The strands of hair she could see slipping her ponytail were no longer black, but instead a pale, pale yellow that almost seemed white.
Kodachi waved it off, obviously her master had some reason to effect this change, and, if so, she had no reason to argue.
And her desperation to feel him inside her was risen almost to the peak and there was still one last cookie to consider.
"And since a dark elf is likely to draw looks too," Ukyou said. "We should give you a way around that. Eat up, my Black Rose."
And Kodachi took the sugar-cookie with it's sugar coatings, decked out as a witch like for that European holiday and, she did as her lord commanded. And quickly, the knowledge of an apprentice witch worked into her mind and she found the secret of casting an illusion over herself.
And now she could almost no longer think at all for distraction.
"And you want me now," Ukyou said. "Don't you. Answer truthfully."
"Lord Kuonji," Kodachi said as properly as she could manage through her gasps. "I am afraid I do."
"Well, I took Ranma here," Ukyou said. "I don't see why I shouldn't take you as well."
And he laid her down upon the booth and lowered himself down, unstringing her bodice as he did so. And the Waitress watched with her own self-satisfied smile as Ukyou claimed a second lover.
There would be a third, and at that one, the Waitress would sell the burgeoning overlord a stock of various candies. After all, at midnight, her time in this place was done, and she wanted the drama to travel over a long period. Such opportunities for spite and entertainment as this happened only rarely.
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"Play me a song, Kodachi," Ukyou said as she recalled all this. "A lover's song."
Kodachi nodded firmly and worked the cantrip in her mind. If her lord had asked for anything else, she would have taken the instrument in hand herself. But if he asked for a lover's song, then he wanted to have her.
"Yes," Ukyou thought as the drow weaved the spell and the sound a Japanese flute filled the room and he disrobed his drow-geisha. "A good bit of relaxation is exactly what I need. And with Ranma about ready to give birth, she's not exactly a wise choice."
Servants and guards were dismissed as delicate hands roamed over the drow's naked chest eliciting silent, repressed gasps of breath from the girl who tried as best she could to remain silent.
Ukyou felt himself "standing to attention," as it were, even as he lowered the girl down to the tatami mats and firmly cupped her perfectly sculpted mound, twisting the small, blonde ringlets of bush that covered Kodachi below.
Kodachi's hand reached up to gently lay aside Ukyou's cheek even as she suffered the building of need under the high-elf's expert ministrations. At this Ukyou smiled and bent down to suck at Kodachi's full and highly sensitive chest, drawing low and soft moans from the drow.
It was always a challenge for Ukyou, to try and break Kodachi's discipline and make her scream in ecstacy. Try to make her break the silence she held. Sometimes he succeeded, sometimes he failed, but it was the challenge that made it fun. Just like Ranma was a challenge to keep control over, unless taken by surprise, his wife had a way of running the bedroom activities that proved that at least some of his spirit remained undominated.
That undominated portion of Ranma's, and Kodachi's souls, is what made the challenge and what kept him interested in his harem girls. All of them held it to some degree. Perhaps that should have worried him, considering the methods he used to gain their love, but he was too blinded by the goals he had accomplished to see.
Meanwhile, Ukyou's teasing and slowed down while taking more sensitive routes and sweat glistened over the drow as she resisted the desire to cry out. Her breath came in gusts and stuttering gasps even before Ukyou deigned to enter the drow.
And when that happened, Kodachi's eyes flared wide and her back arched. As the soft song of a tragic love played on the wings of a spell, Kodachi bucked gasped and writhed under the thrusts of her master and owner. Her eyes rolled about madly and she grasped desperately to Ukyou, but she hadn't screamed yet.
And, indeed, when Ukyou had erupted and the drow given several shuddering responses, Kodachi had refused to break her silence. She merely lay there in a dazed and sweat-soaked pile, blinking in the aftermath of giving herself over to her master.
Ukyou took a deep breath, a little disappointed that Kodachi had not screamed, but otherwise well relaxed and prepared to think of his problems. He gathered his clothes and stood up, leaving his drow behind lying naked and dazed in the main room and not giving her a second thought.
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Meanwhile a second meeting was occuring between two parties.
"There are three levels of changes," Miyo said after looking over the cursed snack that had been brought to her. "Each more binding and more fragile than the last."
"And they are?" the individual she was speaking to asked.
"Physical changes, these are a matter of the body," Miyo whispered. "They are easily induced and not easily reversed without danger to the victim."
"What about his snacks," the other asked.
"The effects merely stack," Miyo said, shaking her head. "And they are steeped in evil in any regard. Designed for tragedy. With Jusenkyo or other magics we could alter gender, but they may not want to be changed."
"So they can not be returned to human," the other surmised.
"It may be unwise to do so anyway," Miyo said, looking at another card. "There may come a time when the world will be thankful to have demons, dragons and drow upon its surface. This was a minor attack compared to what may come now that we've been pinpointed."
"The second level," the other asked impatiently.
"Cultural, emotional and training," Miyo said. "These are also easy to change, but cultural can be learned and set aside, as is done in life naturally many times. If it were not for the third layer, for example, Ranma would have grown out of the cheerleader personality during her pregnancy."
"And what of this third level?" the unnamed party asked.
"Changes to the will," Miyo said. "Bindings of obediance and awe. These are most fragile. They can be broken all at once by betrayal, or they can be broken over time by neglect. The responsibility of her child may break these bonds for Ranma. Of the three changes, this is the only one that can be completely undone. But there is always the chance that the will bound by the spell will break before the spell does. That would be bad, and freedom may induce the victim to end their sufferings."
"I see," the unnamed said. "Well, what to do next then?"
They stood up into the light and frowned, revealing...
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