[Episode 159706] [Episode 159706]With the time passing, and the need for entertainment coming to the fore, it had started innocently enough...
...
Okay, innocence isn’t something that really applies to Bastet.
“Hey!” The cat goddess spoke up all of a sudden. “Let’s play a game!”
Eilistraee snorted about. “Let’s NOT, Bastet!”
“Oh, c’mon, it’ll be fun!” The cat goddess pressured. She suddenly pointed over to Ranma-chan. “See, she agrees with me!”
Blinking her eyes and bringing her face out from the bottle of pills she was looking at, the pigtailed redhead mumbled, “I do?”
The Drow rolled her eyes. There was no stopping that damn woman when she got going. What was it with these goddess of love and/or sex? “Fine, fine... What’s the game?”
Bastet smiled like the proverbial cat that ate the canary. “Strip or Dare!”
“WHAT!?” Came the simultaneous cry from both Ranma and Eilistraee.
Nodding her head, Bastet said, “Yep! We all make cards with various dares, and mix them up, doing what is commanded, or forgoing a piece of clothing...” She thought about it and added. “It’s best played with three men and three women, but we’ll have to make do with what we have.” She raised a hand, pointing right at the pigtailed girl. “YOU! HOT WATER! NOW!”
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Ranma, now in his male form at Bastet’s insistence, shifted in his seat nervously, watching as Bastet shuffled the cards they all had a hand in making. Truth be told, he really didn’t want to do this... But realistically, what else was there to do?
Bastet smiled as she looked around. “So, my dears... Who wants to go first? You, Eili-chan? Ranma? Or shall I start us off?”
Her brow furrowed, Eilistraee looked at Bastet with an outright glare. “Do we really have to play this game?”
Bastet smiled innocently. “I didn’t hear any better suggestions from anyone else...”
“You didn’t give us a chance!” Eilistraee exclaimed. “I was going to suggest a game of Risk, or checkers, or... TV Trivia... Not some game that requires the loss of clothing articles!”
Bastet smirked at Eili-chan’s outburst. “And what does an ELF know about TV Trivia? Or a martial artist who’s never used a television set in his life!?”
Both Eilistraee could only blink their eyes in near sync. The Cat Goddess had a point.
The currently nubian woman let off a sigh. “Look, if you want, I’ll go first. Okay?”
Ranma simply kept his yap shut, letting them start.
Seeing no objections, Bastet went first. She smirked at the first card. “Belch the American national anthem...” She raised an eyebrow. “Ranma...”
“I think I saw someone do that in a movie once...” Shrugging, Ranma added, “It’s a genuine dare...”
Rolling her eyes, Bastet sighed. “Fine, fine...” Getting up, the Egyptian Goddess went over to the farthest wall and looked through the shelving. Taking off a two-liter bottle of Coca-Cola from one of the shelves, she unscrewed the cap and started DOWNING it in one go, head bent back and CHUGGING!
It was amazing! The Goddess didn't seem to stop to take a breath!
Finally, it was all gone...
“Burp, urp, braap, burp, buro, BWAARP! Burp, bwarp, bwap, burp, burp, URP!”
Ranma stared WIDE-EYED! Holy crap, she was REALLY doing it!!!
Eili’s eyes matched Ranma’s and her jaw had gone through the floor. “I don't know if I should be amazed or disgusted.”
Ranma could only nod his head in agreement to what the Dark Maiden had mumbled to him.
“Burp, burp, bwaarp, burp, urp, uro, bawp! Burp, urp, URP! URP, URP! BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!!!”
Finally, it was done. The mocha-skin woman clad in gold bent over, panting to get some much needed air. “Any... Anyone of you tell anyone else I did that, and there’s gonna be pain... Capéche?” After all, it wasn’t fitting for a goddess of her stature to be able to outdo someone like the great Wakkorotti.
“Yaps are shut!” Both Ranma and the Dark Maiden agreed.
Bastet nodded her head and sat back down amidst the circle, er, triangle of players. She pointed to the Drow Goddess. “Your turn, Eili-chan!”
Ranma watched as the Dark Elf reached to take a card off from top of the stack.
Picking up her card and turning it over, Eilistraee’s eyes widened “....Have the person next to you... SPANK you ten times!?” She exclaimed in shock, completely flabbergasted.
Bastet laughed. “And there’s only two choices here!” Bastet said with a wide grin on her face, looking at Eilistraee like the cat that ate the mouse.
Ranma blinked his eyes as the black-skinned woman with pointed ears looked towards him.
Grumbling to herself, Eilistraee knew there was no other real choice. Strip, or let someone spank her. And she’d be damned if she was the first to lose an article of clothing OR let Bast lay a hand on her butt. So, she crawled over to the young man. “If your hand lands anywhere but my posterior, I WILL hurt you worse than a spanking, mortal,” She promises as she lay across his lap. “Get it over with...” She said, face reddening slightly.
His eyes going wide, Ranma’s face colored brightly from the sudden blush. “But, you can’t be serious! I mean, this is... But what about... We can’t!!!”
“Sure you can!” Bastet said as she reached over, fingers crooking underneath the waistband of Eilistraee’s pants. “All you do is raise your hand, keep the palm flat,” She pulled down the pants to just below Eilistraee’s butt, and reached underneath the panties’ waistband. “And bring it down HARD upon this!” She said and pulled down, revealing pure black ass.
His eyes going wide as saucers, Ranma’s hands went to his face to try and keep the blood from gushing out.
“HEY! I don’t need my ass exposed! The card didn’t say so!” The Dark Maiden protested, trying to grab her pants, but Bastet held her wrists down.
Bastet smirked down at the Drow. “But if your pants aren’t down, it’s not a real spanking...”
“You can spank someone without their pants down!” Eilistaree shouted in indignation.
With the initial shock receding, Ranma lowing his hand from his face. He was still blushing, eyes wide as the black-skinned woman squirmed atop him, her black-toned ass in plain view.
“But that doesn’t get the point across,” Bastet said to the downed Drow with a grin as she turned to look up at the Asian mortal. “Now, c’mon, Ranma! Do your stuff!”
“But, but...” Ranma tried, unsure of what to do...
The Drow SNARLED at Bastet. “Oh, come on, Bastet, like YOU’D stand for… Oh, who am I kidding? You’d enjoy this!”
“Damn right I would!” Bastet said gleefully. “Now c’mon, Ranma! You’re holding up the game...”
Ranma winced. “I know, but...”
“Oh Father, I feel so embarrassed,” Eili whined, awaiting the hand of pain.
The Egyptian goddess frowned at seeing the martial artist unsure. “Ranma...” Bastet spoke softly. “If you need help... Imagine this...”
The pigtailed martial artist charged with spanking a dark elf goddess, looked towards the African woman. “Imagine what?” Ranma asked.
“Imagine that she’s Akane... Kodachi... Shampoo... Ucchan... One of your fiancées...” The goddess of cats and pleasure smirked. “And what do your fiancées deserve?”
Ranma blinked his eyes. That DID make sense... He looked down at Eilistraee, a spark coming to his eyes.
Eilistraee’s eyes widened at the sight. Oh Bast HAD to use that angle... Oh was her ass ever going to get it...
Taking a deep breath, Ranma steadied himself for a moment as he sat up straight, Eilistraee laying across his lap. He raised his right hand up high, keeping his palm flat. And then, his hand came down on the black ass with a thunderous-
*WHAP*!
“YEOUCH! Hey, that fucking hurt!”
“Nine more to go!” Bastet giggled evilly.
Ranma nodded his head. “This is for poisonous cooking!”
*WHAP*!
“OW!! I NEVER COOKED FOR YOU, YOU JERK!” Eilistraee screamed as her ass was struck once more.
“Eight, eight, eight is great! Eight more slaps, don’t make us wait!” Bastet cheered on as the pigtailed mortal got into this.
“This is for hitting me when I didn't deserve it!” Ranma said as he raised his hand and brought it down once more.
*WHAP*!
“DAMN IT! THAT SMARTS!!” The Dark Maiden screamed louder
“Seven to go! Make ‘em count, Ranma!” Bastet was holding herself, laughing uncontrollably.
Ranma nodded his head to Bast, hand rising once more. “This is for making me feel guilty for standing up for my rights!”
*WHAP*!
“DAMN IIIIT!” Eilistraee screamed bloody murder. “IF THERE'S A BRUISE-”
“Six more,” Bastet coached Ranma.
Ranma’s eyebrows furrow. He was able to vent with this. “This is for all the blackmail!”
*WHAP*!
“OW! FUCKING BASTARD!!!” Said the Drow with such language that would shock her father.
“Five harsh spank~ings!” Bastet sung out in a melodious tone.
“This is for poisoning me constantly!” Ranma shouted as he raised his right hand again, and brought the palm down on reddening black-skin.
*WHAP*!
“SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!” Eili screamed, eyes misting with tears of pain.
“Just four to go, make them really count!” Bastet said to Ranma seriously.
“This is for beating me when you knew I was right!” Ranma said and brought his hand down on her ass once more.
*WHAP*!
“OW!! FATHER, THIS HURTS! THIS HUUUUUURTS!” Eilistraee wailed, feeling humiliated by being spanked by a simple mortal.
Holing up her right hand, her index, middle, and ring fingers stood up, Bastet smirked. “Three.”
“This is for hunting me down, and trying to kill me!” Ranma shouted, his hand coming down a little harder than the past few times!
*WHAP*!
“GAAAH! I’M NOT SOMEONE WHO HURT YOU, YOU DUMB BASTARD!!” The Dark Maiden shrieked, her ass throbbing in pain.
Bastet lowered her ring finger, making a ‘V’ sign with her hand. “Twwwwoooooo...”
Ranma’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “This is for always taking everyone else’s side, especially when THEY were wrong, and you knew it, but always thought ME a pervert!”
*WHAP*!!
“GAAAAAAAAAAH!!” Eilistraee screamed. “I THINK MY ASS IS DEAD NOW, YOU FUCKING JERK!!”
Now only the Egyptian’s index finger was up. “Last one, go for the burn...” Bastet said in a throaty purr.
“AND THIS IS FOR MEEEEE!!!” Ranma shouted, his hand rose as high as it could, before coming down on that black ass HARD!!!
*WHAP*!!!
“SON OF A MOTHER FUCKING BITCHING BASTARD ASSHOLE PRICK!!!” Eilistraee screamed such harsh words that would’ve made baby Jesus cry.
Bastet laughed as her other hand lets go of Eili’s wrists. “Beautiful!”
Once freed, Eilistraee scrambled off of the younger man’s lap and pulled her leather pantaloons up, glaring daggers at Ranma.
His face a little flushed from the mental exertion, Ranma panted, sweat trickling down his brow as he came down from his high. He blushed brightly, having realized what he did to the Drow. “S-sorry, Eilistraee...”
Her aura fired up for a moment, a promise of intense pain in her eyes... But instead of lashing out at Ranma, the Dark Maiden stomped off to the nearby bathroom to apply some ointment to her sore, pain-laden ass
Bastet laughed at the sight. “I think we best wait for Eilistraee to come back before we continue, don't you think?”
Blushing, Ranma nodded his head. “I can’t believe I did that to her...”
“Oh, pish-posh,” Bastet told him seriously. “She NEEDED to unwind, and YOU, my dear, needed to vent.”
“YOU’RE BOTH DEAD!” Eilistraee’s voice yelled from the bathroom.
Ranma blushed. “Wish I could’ve done it one something besides her...”
Bastet shrugged. She smirked and looked towards the bathroom. “OH, HUSH UP! YOU DESERVED THAT, YOU KNOW! YOU NEED TO UNWIND!" She shouted back towards the bathroom.
The door opened and Eilistraee limped out, also carrying a conjured pillow which she careful sat down upon. “Ow, ow... Damn it...”
“Sorry, Eilistraee...” Ranma said seriously. “I... Don’t know what came over me.”
“I know what came over you,” Bastet said. “Pent up rage at those skanks who would call themselves fiancées.”
“Take it out on them and not me or someone who didn't deserve it then! The Drow ‘humph’ed bitterly, arms crossed over her chest.
Ranma blushed brightly. “Well, to continue...” It was his turn, so he reached forward and took a card off the top. Needless to say, the dare he got confused him to no end. “Bust a nut on some pussy?” Ranma asked, confused.
Eilistraee blinks before blushing... “Oh now, she didn’t...” Seeing Bastet smirked, the Dark Maiden mentally groaned. “She did...”
Bastet smiled and winked at Ranma suggestively.
Ranma blinked his eyes once, twice, thrice...
“AH!” Ranma said as he got up from where he was sitting. The two confused goddesses watched as the young man went over to a wall, looking through some bags.
Taking off a two lbs bag of Mr. Planters Salted Peanuts, Ranma walked over to the Cat goddess of the Egyptian Pantheon...
*WHACK*!!!
And smacked her upside the head with the bag.
“ME-OWW! WHAT THE FUCK!?” Bastet shouted in pain as she held the side of her face.
NOW Ranma was nervous again. “But the card said... And... Well, there were no cats in here, and you have al those symbols and markings of a ca-c-c-caaa-RABID RACCOON... And I had to bust a nut on one, so...”
Eilistraee fell over from her pillow, hugging herself and laughing so hard that tears poured down from the corners of her eyes. “Oh father, oh Ranma! I so forgive you now for the spanking! That was WORTH it!”
“Uh... You’re welcome?" Ranma replied, feeling very, very confused. Yeesh! These gods were a strange bunch, and he lived in Nerima! That was saying something!
Groaning as she sat up, Bastet rubbed her right cheek with her hand. “I guess I sorta deserved that...” She grumbled as she took a card off from the top of the deck.
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