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“Nabiki, are you sure about this?” Kasumi asked cupping her hands over her groin. She standing on a large plastic drop sheet. Her hair had been gathered up and tucked into a plastic bag that was tied tightly in place with an elastic band. Except for that she was as naked as the day she’d been born, literally thanks to a very thorough going over with a razor on her sister’s part.
“Oh, yea!” Nabiki answered, her eyes gleaming with artistic fervor, or insanity, it was hard to tell. Ranma, who was watching, thought he’d seen saner looks from Kodachi. Nabiki was wearing a garbage bag over her torso, her head and arms poked through holes. Vinyl gloves covered her hands and half way up her arms. She had a sponge in each hand and a bucket of some dark fluid at her feet.
“Ranma!” Kasumi said in entreaty looking over at the bemused boy.
Ranma tried to give her a confident grin. “Don’t worry, Kasumi. The guy at the store said it would wash right off in a hot shower with a little special soap. It’s made special for this sort of thing.” He frowned, and then corrected himself. “Well, maybe not exactly for this sort of thing, but for painting on skin, yes.”
“Yessssss!” Nabiki said as she dipped her sponges into the bucket and came up with them dripping thick black gunk. Kasumi blanched. The stuff wasn’t soaked into the sponges, it was clinging to them. It took all her strength not to step away as Nabiki advanced on her.
Ignoring her sister’s look of sheer horror, Nabiki started rubbing Kasumi as if she were getting her ready for the furo. But, instead of leaving clean skin behind, Nabiki’s washing was turning Kasumi skin as black as pitch.
Kasumi shut her eyes tightly. She couldn’t bear to watch Nabiki smear that stuff over her. It didn’t help, she could still feel it going on, and her imagination could supply an only too accurate mental image.
Ranma couldn’t help it. He put a hand up over his mouth to smother a laugh. It was evil, but there was something so funny about Kasumi’s reaction to being painted black. Ranma had a sneaking suspicion that if the paint had been white, she wouldn’t have minded nearly as much.
Nabiki worked the sponges over Kasumi, going back to previous coated areas to pick up surplus. She used both sponges on either side to do Kasumi’s breasts, lifting them up so she could get underneath and leave no telltale sign of white. She moved up and Kasumi lifted her chin, not to give Nabiki access to her neck so much as to avoid having her face smeared with the stuff for as long as possible.
Nabiki was merciless. “Ranma, we forgot the goggles. Would you put them on Kasumi for me.
“Oh, right, just a sec.” Ranma looked around and spotted the swim goggles. He hurried over to Kasumi and Nabiki, and skidded to stop as Nabiki turned toward him with her hands full of black sponges. Sucking in his belly he made his way around her and stepped behind Kasumi to slip the goggles on her. Nabiki, a smirk on her face made pawing motions at him.
“Wait a second. Bend over Kasumi,” Nabiki asked. “I want to get the back of your neck and behind your ears before Ranma puts the goggles on.” Kasumi did so, in obvious reluctance. Nabiki smeared a good coating around the back of Kasumi’s hair line and then gave her ears a good working over. As a last step she carefully used the tip of one sponge to get inside the outer surface of Kasumi’s ears.
Ranma hooked the goggles over Kasumi’s eyes, trying to keep his fingers clear until he could let the elastic band slip from his fingers and back off.
“Let mommy get your face, dear,” Nabiki joked as she scrubbed at Kasumi’s face like a mother with a toddler, and the expression on Kasumi’s face pretty much matched the expression said toddler would wear.
Nabiki continued, making sure to get every inch of Kasumi skin covered. Making her spread her legs and arms so that she could get up under and between them. Ranma thought it was a bit much when she asked Kasumi to spread her cheeks, but surprisingly, Kasumi made no protest to this. Maybe it was because it was the last patch of uncovered skin on her body and with that done the ordeal was over.
“Oh, yea, that’s beautiful,” Nabiki enthused as she stepped back and admired her work. Kasumi was a solid glistening black from the top of her head to her toes. Only the white plastic bag containing her hair spoiled the image. And that would be gone soon.
Being careful to keep her arms and legs away from each other and her body, Kasumi turned till she could look into the mirror. “Oh!” She exclaimed. Ranma noticed her posture shift, taking on a decided posed look. Kasumi turned slightly, arched her back so she could look at herself in profile. “Oh, my!” she said, a hint of excitement in her voice.
That excitement, and Kasumi’s already strained patience took a bit of a hit when Nabiki cheerfully announced that they’d have to let the paint dry for an hour.
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“Ok, now we get to the fun part,” Nabiki chortled, ignoring Kasumi’s twitching black eyebrow. She had several solid paint sticks in her hands and she started drawing an outline in white on Kasumi’s breasts. When Ranma tried to peak at what she was doing, she put her body between him and her work and said, “Back off, Saotome. Wait till it’s done.” Ranma backed off. Nabiki was back in mad scientist mode, and he decided his curiosity could wait.
Nabiki had several different colors and used them all before she was done. “Oh, Yea!” she said in a tired but satisfied voice. “Lift up your arm like this, Kasumi,” she said, demonstrating by covering her own clothed breasts with her arm. When Kasumi did so, she said,” Turn out the lights, Ranma.”
Ranma clapped his hands, and then looked sheepish when nothing happened. “Sorry, forgot we unhooked that.” He went to the bottom of the stairs and turned off the lights, plunging the basement into pitch darkness.
“Lower your arm, Kasumi” Nabiki said, her voice vibrating with expectations.
“Whoa!” Ranma exclaimed when a pair of giant yellow eyes with sparks of red in the center suddenly appeared floating in the middle of the room. The eyes shifted and were reflected in the mirror.
“Oh myyyyy!” Kasumi said, and this time there was no mistaking the excitement in her voice.
“Worth it, sis?” Nabiki asked.
“It’s marvelous, Nabiki.”
“Ha!” Ranma laughed. “Marvelous? It’s great! You spring that on one of the girls at just the right moment and they’ll piss themselves.”
“Oh, dear, do you think so, Ranma-kun?”
“It is sort of the idea, Kasumi,” Nabiki said in good humor. “The lights please if you would, Ranma.”
“With the lights on, Ranma could see the pattern painted on Kasumi’s bare breasts. Her nipples were the red highlights, but the pattern just was not all that impressive in the light with Kasumi body visible.
“Here,” Nabiki said, tossing Kasumi a long black wig. As her sister put on the wig, Nabiki went over to the other side of the room and got a pair of boxes. She handled them with care. After all, she’d blown a major chuck of change on it. She’d intended to use the one item herself, but it went so perfectly with Kasumi’s makeup and the other item that artistic integrity insisted they go together.
Kasumi had gotten the wig on, it was pre-braided, with a thick rope of fake hair that fell down past the bottom of Kasumi’s ass. She watched with interest when Nabiki opened up the top of the box. Her expression turned puzzled as Nabiki lifted out a tangle of black strap with what looked like another wig. Nabiki smirked at her expression.
A few minutes later Kasumi’s expression was no longer puzzled. Very likely she was embarrassed as hell, but the paint kept any sign of a blush showing. Nabiki had secured the harness around each of Kasumi’s legs and around her waist. Looking back over her shoulder she could see a lovely horse’s tail that seemed to sprout from the base of her spine and arched up and out before falling nearly to the floor. It was of course as dark as the rest of Kasumi’s outfit.
Kasumi ran her hands down over her hips as she examined herself in the mirror, turning and swaying her hips to make the horsetail sway.
“You’re one sexy pony, Kasumi,” Ranma complimented her.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet, Saotome,” Nabiki chortled opening up the second box.
“Oh, my!!!” “Dangggg!” Kasumi and Ranma exclaimed together.
Nabiki smirked as she held up the solid black, double-ended, Gell dildo with the huge set of balls hanging from the center.
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Darkness shivered in delight at the memory of slipping that beautiful black toy into her obsidian snatch, snugging it in place with the same harness that held her tail, and the feel of the big balls rubbing against her thighs every time she moved. They were a solid weight that pulled on the toy, making her aware of it every time she moved. They’d been filled with a mixture Kasumi had whipped up in the kitchen. Thicker than Real sperm, and much less translucent. A small sample had seemed to glow white when some drops had fallen on her skin. She couldn’t wait to see what they’d look like sprayed across her belly, and Venus's ass.
Her eyes glowing behind her dark glasses, she advanced on her captive, intending to find out.
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