Pokegirls: Tendo Indiscriminate Taming School: Taming the Wild Filly, er Wait a Sec... (LEMON) [Episode 131634]

by Xisle555

Nabiki sat back in her bath, luxuriating in the warm water after so long walking through the forest. She contemplated everything that had transpired so far. Her list of “Enemies to Destroy with Extreme Prejudice” was growing. Aside from the ones who sent her and her sisters to this Land that Morality Forgot, there was now Professor Mahogany and his grandson, Gary: pokegirl tamer and attempted rapist. Not to mention his accomplices, John, ‘Da Big,’ Johnson and Jackson Kinoff.

She really didn’t have much hope of going through legal channels to touch these two since the Professor’s good name was nearly above such ‘unfounded charges’. True, she didn’t have any DNA evidence or witnesses (make that ‘credible’ witnesses), and only her word and 3 day old bruises. As pokegirls, the word of Ranma and her sisters’ were questionable at best. But, one day, she would make them pay, one way or another. John and Jack were already had warrants for their arrest for various counts of pokeball modification, but not attempted rape.

But that was for another day.

Right now, she was just trying to cope with all the changes taking place around her and not just the ones in Ranma.

After convincing Detective Silibus and Nurse Joy that she wasn’t from this world, Nurse Joy had her moved to this room, a private room with a bath, bed, room service, and all the sex toys you could ever want and then some. But that was just the beginning.

Apparently, travelers from parallel dimensions were extremely rare but not unheard of. She had been given a brief history of the Sukebe Wars and how they shaped the world and politics of today. It was theorized that the magic unleashed during or after the wars weakened the dimensional walls, if you believed in that sort of thing. If someone did find a way to get back to their home dimension, no one ever bothered to come back and tell anyone how it was done. You could say that the travelers adapted to their new world as best they could, but you could also say being stuck in a world built around sex and female slavery bit donkey butt.

Then there was the bad news, not only were her sisters and Ranma were stuck in their new forms as pokegirls but her sisters would also be going through the same type of feral degeneration symptoms that Ranma was experiencing. The only known way to safely prevent this was to have sex with them, or as the locals quaintly put it, “tame them.”

What were the alternatives? With the mind altering withdrawal symptoms from not having sex, there were not many choices. Give her sisters over to some stranger or some “parallel universe friend” and let them be turned into a sex slave? She might not have shown it very often, but she truly loved her sisters and would never; make that ‘could never’ do that to them. So, she agreed to become an official tamer and seduce her sisters and have incestuous sex with them as well as their mutual pain in the butt, Ranma.

Though, she had to admit, the thought was wickedly entertaining.

Not that Ranma was all that bad, but it certainly never seemed like a good idea to tell him that. Truth is he was a good guy to have around; not only could he beat up the bad guys and keep you from harm, but he could look great doing it.

Or ‘she’ could, for that matter. Nabiki had admitted a long time ago that she had bisexual tendencies, well… to herself at least. Letting anybody else know would jeopardize her business dealings back home. She had planned to indulge in her lesbian fantasies after finishing college and establishing herself in the business world. Well, maybe during college, depending.

Now, however, she was being encouraged to turn those fantasies into hideous reality… with her sisters. Not that they were bad looking but… well, getting used to the idea would take some time, something she really have much of. Ranma would be first, Nabiki had decided, since she was displaying the worse symptoms and that should be easy. The poor girl hadn’t even woken up yet.

Poor ‘girl’ is right. Looks like Jusenkyo got the last laugh and made her permanently female, and the locals had made sure she would be a sex slave to boot. Even with her asleep in the next room, Nabiki had taken a glass of hot water from the tub and dumped it on her. The only thing that happened was it made the dragon-girl roll over. She would not be a happy camper when she woke up, that is if she still had enough intelligence left to register what was going on. And her sisters would be in the same fix.

Why did this have to happen and why wasn’t she sharing the same fate as the others. Ranma you could understand, magical things were always happening to him, but to her sisters? Well, not until Ranma showed up, anyway. For a while, she was truly afraid to take a bath after Ranma because she was afraid his curse would contaminate the water with its magic. Thankfully, it never happened.

As she got out of the tub, Nabiki wondered if magic could have decided Ranma’s new form. Nurse Joy did say that the Sukebe wars involved magic. Could pokeballs have worked on the magic inside Ranma? If Ranma had been wearing the Dragon Whisker in his braid, it would make sense. Even after it’s four thousand year expiration date, there might still be some magic about it, or wearing it for over six months straight might have left some residual magic behind. But what about the fire wings that Ranma flew with on that first day? The phoenix pill; if some of the ingredients in that pill were magical, then why not? Then, what about all the other potions that Ranma had ingested? Perhaps they were more herbal than magical. But what about Jusenkyo, probably the most powerful magical influence in Ranma’s life? Well, the curse had been locked before, so why not again.

But even if all of this were true, what form would her sisters take, what magic affected them?

Ranma stirred slightly as she walked into the room. On the desk was a computer and her new pokedex, which was basically her ID and mini-encyclopedia combined. Simply plug it into any computer and she was automatically connected to the internet and it updated her account with the Edo Pokegirl league as well as logged her location and pokegirl registry. Right now, she was supposed to be updating Ranma’s data entry since his… no, her species had never been seen before.

She looked over to the redhead’s supple form lying on the bed. Her large, firm breasts that stood out from her chest seemed to defy gravity as they swayed ever so slightly with her breathing. Muscle tone covered with a now slightly scaly skin, mostly on the upper side of her arms, legs and back. The long tail twitched slight, the only indication that the girl might be dreaming. The horns that started at her hairline and swept back across her head were shining in the fluorescent lights. Despite her departure from humanity, Ranma was still very beautiful and desirable while female.

The problem is how to approach this. If she woke Ranma up, there’s no telling how much intelligence she would have left to understand the current situation. There was the obvious solution, to do what a guy would do in this case and seduce her while she slept. Nabiki smiled wickedly.

Nabiki made sure the door was locked and the room was secure. Despite being an out of the way small town, the modern convinces and security measures were surprising. Most impressive were that despite the bondage and sodomy use of some of the restraining devices around the room, they were mostly there so the tamer would not be harmed by an over-amorous pokegirl; but in case of emergency, a set of robotic manacles would shoot out of the walls to restrain a pokegirl by voice command. Nabiki hoped it would never come to that.

She let her towel drop to the floor and crawled up on the bed. The redhead gave no sign of resistance or acknowledgement to being turned over onto her back. Nabiki cupped the generous breast, manipulating it just so. Ranma moaned in her sleep, raising her chest against the palm. Nabiki leaned forward and attempted to suck on the left nipple while trying to keep that silly grin off her face. Both nipples quickly sprang to attention and hardened under her tongue and fingers, though Ranma continued to sleep.

She kept up the play a bit as she felt a mini orgasm shoot through Ranma’s sleeping form. This from playing with her breasts alone, poor girl must have been pretty pent up. It was just like Ranma not to say anything, being as paranoid about sex as he was.

Nabiki moved herself down between Ranma’s legs, the pink flesh literally oozing with excitement. She gave a lick to the soft petals which made Ranma’s hips buck into the air. Nabiki was forcefully pushed backward as something poked her in the eye.

“Ouch. Dammit.”

“Drago?” Ranma said, though her voice was more baritone than before.

Nabiki blinked her sore eye and found her nose to ‘nose’ with a truly impressive specimen of man-meat. This was no simple penis or prick or even a dick, this was a full blown C-O-C-K, something that needed to be spelled in all caps because porn stars would be envious of this monster. “Whoa! I guess we found where the Jusenkyo curse went to.”

“Drag? Goh yin drag, Drag?” Ranma said.

Nabiki tilted her head to look around the one-eyed serpent that was looking back at her. She saw Ranma, male Ranma looking back at her with quite a bit of fear in his eyes.

“Don’t be scared, Ranma.” She prayed he still had enough intelligence to understand her, even if his vocabulary became suddenly limited. “Believe me. I know what I’m doing.” At least she sure hoped she did. She may have never given a blow job before, but there was no time like the present. She opened her mouth as wide as she could to take in the massive meat.

“Yiiiinn!” Ranma screamed as he jumped from the bed and backed away from Nabiki, making warding hand gestures that were very much human.

Nabiki got off the bed and began to walk toward him him, “Ranma, I’m not going to hurt you, just…” Ranma jumped out of the way again as she reached out for him.

“Would you stop running? I’m not going to hurt you, you know.”

“Draggo!” Ranma leapt out of her reach again, this time clinging to the ceiling.

“Fine. If you won’t come to me, I’ll just have to come to you.” She grabbed a chair and put it directly under Ranma and stood up on it. This brought her up the perfect height. “Look, I won’t even touch you,” she said, “with my hands.”

Standing on her tiptoes, she took the tip of Ranma’s dangling cock into her mouth and tasted his salty precum for the first time.

“Go-oh… Goh yin.” Ranma said, the strain evident in his voice.

Nabiki jumped down from the chair just as Ranma came down with a crash. See the poor dragon-boy lying in a naked heap on a broken chair made Nabiki laugh.

“Drag! Drago!” Ranma said sternly.

Nabiki stopped. She had upset him obviously. “Ranma, look, I’m sorry, okay? Really. I’ve been unfair to you. I need to tell you a few things and explain why I’m acting this way.”

“Goh yin drag. Goh-yin.” He said in a sarcastic tone.

“Come sit on the bed,” Nabiki picked up the towel and wrapped it around her torso before sitting on the bed. Ranma looked more than a little uncomfortable as he tentatively slid onto the edge of the bed.

“Goh yin goh.” He said.

“Have you noticed the way you’re talking?” Ranma nodded. “Good, well, they say it’s going to get worse and the only way to prevent that is to… have sex.”

“Drag!”

“I’m not kidding, Ranma. Don’t you trust me at all?”

Ranma crossed his arms and his legs and turned his head away from her, “Draggo yin drag.”

“Well, my sisters are in the same fix as you. And whether you believe me or not, I’m going to help them the same way I’m trying to help you.”

“Drag? Goh yin drag goh?” He asked in astonishment.

“If we can restore their speaking ability and keep you and them from acting like mindless animals, maybe we can figure out some way to restore you guys back to human. Until then this is the way it has to be.” She waited for him to respond for a moment then continued, “I can’t do this alone, Ranma. I need you with me on this.”

Before her eyes, Ranma shifted back to his female form, “Goh?”

“Seriously. There’s too much at stake here to play games with you, okay?” Nabiki leaned forward and kissed the dragon-girl on the cheek. Ranma turned towards her and she caught the girl’s lips in a kiss before she could speak. Letting her towel fall, she wrapped her arms around the smaller dragon-girl and deepened the kiss. Ranma moaned with desire as she turned to embrace Nabiki without breaking contact.

There was a sudden shift in position as Ranma once again regained his male form. Nabiki laughed, “I think your curse is dependant on how aroused you are, Ranma-kun. C’mon, let’s take advantage of this while we can.” She slipped through his arms and took his cock into her mouth in one smooth motion. Ranma cooed in appreciation as warm wetness engulfed his rod.

Nabiki wondered at the texture of the skin as she licked his member. It was smooth like snake skin and she could still feel the enormous veins that ran the length of it. Plus there was no longer a head, but a smooth shaft ending in a slight bulb with a hole. All covered in a smooth, warm snakeskin.

“Drag, draggo.”

“Yeah, I think you’re ready.” Nabiki jumped onto her back and spread her legs. The cool air tickled her pussy, making her realize just how wet she was. “C’mon stud. Fuck me.”

“Goy yin drag.” Ranma protested.

“What? You want me to whisper sweet romantic nothings in your ear?” she asked sarcastically. The hurt look in Ranma’s eyes told her she hit the mark with her sarcastic comment. She relented and leaned closer to whisper in his ear, “It’s impolite for a gentleman to leave a girl waiting, you know. Now, come over here, lover.”

Ranma looked as though he had just decided on the lesser of two evils as he settled himself between her legs. Nabiki forced herself to relax as she felt Ranma’s warm tool nudge the lips of her pussy. She was a little to late identifying the evil gleam in Ranma’s eye as he slammed his rod home in one thrust.

“Holy fucking hell!!” Nabiki screamed. Despite the pain, she refused to squirm away from Ranma. She had read a little on the roll of a tamer and she would be damned if she let him think he had gotten away with something she didn’t want. She grit her teeth as he pulled out and slammed home again. She was grateful her flexibility training had removed her hymen a long time ago, other than that, she was a virgin and Ranma was huge. “So, that’s the way you want to play it, eh?”

She let Ranma thrust in and out of her, the pain giving way to pleasure. She would feel this for days and Ranma would pay for it, one way or another, most definitely. Nabiki’s analytical mind was surprised at just how much pleasure she was receiving by being repeatedly speared with hot, hard meat by a prime draconian stud towering above her. Yes, this was something she could definitely get used to. But that was for later, now it was down to business.

She hooked one leg around the back of Ranma’s knee and rolled him onto his back while still maintaining the connection of flesh between them. It was a question of dominance. As a tamer, she would be expected to be the head of the group, unquestioned in all things, exactly the way she liked it. But if she told Saotome that, he would most likely take it as a challenge.

“You just lie back now, and let me take my leave.” She kissed passionately but pulled away as he leaned into it. She stroked his hardened chest and tweaked his nipples as she traced each well defined muscle group on his upper body. Rising up on her knees she allowed herself to fall, impaling her womb onto Ranma’s leathery shaft. Again and again she repeated this dance. “You really are incredibly handsome, Ranma-kun. Better than I deserve.” She bent over him to kiss and lick the small of his neck as she mashed her breasts into his chest. She heard him hiss as he turned his head to expose his neck even more and she knew she hit an erogenous zone with her tongue and teeth.

Now to play on the boy’s ego and hopefully complete the bond, “Oh, Ranma. You make me so hot.” As close as she was, this wasn’t a lie; she just wouldn’t be vocal about it. “You feel so good inside me. Do me,” she said, grabbing his head and gave him a fierce kiss, pinching his lower lip between her teeth. “Make me feel it, Lover.”

Ranma started bucking his hips up in time with her thrusts. Her orgasm caught her by surprise as she felt his hot seed empty into her, “Ooh, so good.” For a moment, she felt as though she could see herself riding on top of Ranma like Godiva breaking in a wild horse. This was how Ranma saw her, the connection had been formed.

They both caught their breath as Ranma, much to Nabiki’s surprise, didn’t look the least bit tired, nor did his hard do anything but continue to point at the ceiling. He just held her because that was what she seemed to want to do, but in his eyes she could see his patience warring with his expectations.

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