[Episode 141383] [Episode 141383]The next day was very boring for Ranma. He handled it by quietly slipping into the ambulance and police personnel's minds. He couldn't dine on them, to his own disappointment, but he could learn a great deal of what they were actively thinking of. Since this was the legalities and procedures dealing with a dead body (Genma) he learned something of procedure in Nerima. He needed to do this anyway, as he added veracity and let the staffers add their own details into the framework of Genma's 'natural' demise. That and the control and support over his pets so they seemed as intelligent as they had been occupied his time well enough.
Still, as Soun knew under his grief act, Ranma was bored. There wasn't enough sick perversion. Ranma was master to Soun and Soun loved him. It was impossible for Ranma to do anything but hate a slimy leech like Soun, in his own rather well-fucked mind, but he knew what might do the trick. Making sure his daughter Kasumi was watching, Ranma's devoted disciple called Nodoka after the officials had gone and taken Genma for examination and eventual cremation. His call was to the point: passing along the idea that the Saotome mother should come over that evening and join Ranma so they might comfort each other.
Afterwards, his daughters took Soun into the bedroom and cried a bit, while actually slapping and fucking him repeatedly. Soun knew his master was pleased as opposed to angered, as the girls were eager to have his useless sperm into their wombs. Soun knew this was a evil thing to anyone else, thus naturally he felt it what he deserved. He came VERY hard once he realised his true reward; breeding more Tendo to serve Ranma in his glory and dark power. this honestly pleased Soun now, and he never even thought about how the girls blanked and came back a bit more alive and a LOT more twisted each sexual act. He'd been well trained the night before.
Akane was consumed with glee over being induced to whore herself on her own father. It was so wild to feel her potential siblings splatter on her pussy, then rub them in deep to see what happened. She just hoped Ranma would make her teach any incest children sex in time.
Nabiki sank even further into acting and being as she was bid, the sheer audacity of her creator making her feel such a hollow shell. She especially liked seeing how well her creator Ranma was turning her siblings into mockeries of their past. Recreating them.
Kasumi didn't care so much about the sex, or even the way they all were made into puppets. She was under no illusions as to what Ranma was doing. Soun Tendo was now a utter toy of the very feelings and acts he'd so striven to overcome, Nabiki no longer had any substance to hide under her shell, and Akane's perversion was all-consuming in the most literal sense. The sheer desecration of them all had Kasumi feeling like she was being filled with two vibrators set to bitch tamer intensity in both holes, and it never died down. She was completely aware of how her own soul was twisted and blackened since Ranma had taken that smarmy oblivious sweetie pie apart and remade her into his pet Kasumi. She didn't consider herself another person, nor her own person of any sort. Ranma was boss, she was Ranma's bitch, mind and rotting soul his to command. End of story.
They rode Soun into the night, getting every drop of bitter sperm into their holes, then fucking him well after it was as much pain as pleasure for all concerned. As Ranma had imparted, since Soun wasn't a mind slave, he needed it to recompense for still being human.
Ranma was in the Dojo, as Soun had told Nodoka. This was essential, as otherwise she might come too close to the quiet but perverted sexual goings on and get spooked. Ranma needed to claim the woman for a few reasons, so he was going to do it while the iron was hot. Besides all that, he felt he'd earned a new mind to scarf down keeping his pets and worshipper in the zone while those moralistic idiots out there twittered about the dead asshole.
Ranma's bad opinion of his father was now far worse than ever. For Ranma now had all the knowledge Genma had. In his honest opinion, Genma Saotome was the ultimate coward, a coward like that with Genma's talents was way too powerful for anyone's good. Not that Ranma currently cared for anyone's good but his own these days, but having that for a father kind of rankled. He wanted to have his mother back, in the only way that mattered to him now. He dressed accordingly.
Nodoka was slowly walking around back to the Dojo entrance. She appreciated Soun's keeping the Tendo girls apart from this. There'd be time to help them get over the shock tomorrow, but bringing back echoes of the death of their mother would only make matters worse for Ranma. Ranma had been raised solely by Genma for the most part of his life. The formative years, no less. However much that was a strain, Nodoka had to be aware of how that was all Ranma had known for the longest time.
She opened the door and saw him. Ranma was in a snow white robe, his hair put carefully to the side. the family tanto was beside Ranma. He didn't seem depressed, but just looked to the east, as Nodoka felt like screaming at the sight of Ranma apparently ready for seppuku. She knelt by him to make sure he had not drugged himself or prepared a poison, and his eyes locked on hers.
Nodoka felt a strange feeling, like she was solidifying, like she was wax. She stilled, staring into the deep blackness in his eyes. Ranma spoke. "There is a reason seppuku is the means for reclaim honor. Honor is fatal. When you try to serve others, you are consigning yourself to death." He seemed so calm. Nodoka was falling into his eyes and she couldn't form any protests. it was as if any response bubbled up and popped before she was truly aware of it.
Ranma reached out and caressed Nodoka's throat with the tanto, then his own. "Honor is death, Nodoka, being honorable is death. You don't really want your son to die, do you?" He went on like that, slowly getting more familiar with his touches and those of the tanto blade. He gave tiny nicks to their flesh and then rubbed the blood from one to the other. Nodoka was getting wet, and her shame and sadness at her husband's death seemed to be evaporating. Thinking seemed to be becoming more and more removed.
"I want you to be satisfied, in my own way, and I have just the means to gain all I desire. You have a certain amount to make up for anyway. Oddly enough, even in the state I am achieving, I do love you, in my own fashion. Let me show you." Nodoka could not seem to stop groaning and panting as she was slowly disrobed by means of the tanto blade slicing away the clothes from her body. "You're hot, Nodoka. Wet. You need to have family. You don't need to be alone anymore. Just slide into the madness, Nodoka." Ranma spoke as if he were Nodoka dominating Genma. Nodoka's skills with the sword, her knowledge of the clan, her very self were steadily being warmed and washing away under a froth of steaming-hot sexuality and numbness. Washed into Ranma, as he slowly devoured her the way he had her husband.
Ranma stiffened and slid into her cunt as he took the tie from his robe and used it as Nodoka's first leash. He shaved her carefully with the tanto as he fucked her slow and hissed in her ever more brainless ear "This is your fate. You want my children? Then you will bear them! You're not too old to be a breeder whore, and my tricks will make sure you stay a source of my spawn for a VERY long time!" Then he started to tease and use her body in a number of ways, slowly dining on her and always stuffing her full of spunk. He loved the irony of the Saotome mother being the Mother for Ranma's unholy children.
Nodoka had no opinion of course, but when she regained something of a spirit, it would be a complete pregnancy fetish. She wouldn't have a urge to see Ranma's family growth, but the need to bear his children would be named Nodoka. Unless he changed it, of course.
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