It was a week later, and Belldandy whimpered in pain. When her water had broken, she had fled to an unused storeroom, because the proud former goddess, part-time dominatrix, and permanent bitch could not bear the humiliation of dropping her litter before everybody's eyes. Thus she was curled up on a mattress, alone, crying through the pain and strange sensations coming from her dilated vagina and birth channel.
The first of her puppies was a female. Still hairless, after birth, it looked very much like Belldandy herself, in her mini-form. Except, of course for the little muzzle, the floppy ears, the tail, and the paws.
If Belldandy hadn't been crying already, now she would have started. Her first child, her daughter, would be a permanent reminder of her depraved nature. She would always wear on the outside the face that Belldandy could hide within, when she was away from the dogs. The face of a slutty, dog-fucking bitch.
Another contraction made her moan, and she felt another puppy leaving her belly, larger than the first one. She looked down at it and saw that it was a boy; he, too, bearing the unmistakable mixed parentage of dog and human.
Belldandy felt a perverse surge of pride. Already her son looked strong and capable, and once his fur came in, he'd be a very handsome dog. He would grow up big and strong and virile, proving himself first on his sisters and perhaps... perhaps one day even on his mother.
Belldandy carefully lifted him and kissed his beautiful forehead. Then she started to lick him clean, lingering on his cute little crotch. She did the same for her daughter and them lay back, waiting for the next of their many brothers and sisters to arrive. She glowed with happiness and pride about the wonderful children she whelped.
Ranma grunted and humped back against Ryouga savagely. She stared into his eyes, daring him to do his worst, and his expression met her challenge.
He fucked his former rival brutally and vindictively, while she accepted his thrusts with arrogant rebelliousness, spurring him on ever further. Ryouga thanked God for his sense of direction that had made him wander unwittingly into this bordello - and kept him from finding the way out. Whenever he met one of the Tendo Whores or Ranma on his wandering through the halls, he would use them thoroughly. They all were great lays, but Ranma was the sweetest.
Here he was, dominating and very literally fucking over his greatest rival; the one he could never overcome before. But now he could - oh yes! - and he would prove it to Ranma once more.
Ranma, for her part, would like nothing more than to give in to her feelings, whimper submissively in pleasure and accept Ryouga's magnificent cock gladly into her snatch. But the customer was always right, and this particular customer wanted a challenge; someone he could break. And Ranma was good at providing a challenge.
Ranma was good at providing anything sexual, and she would do so. She would do anything it took to overcome this last hurdle and face the next boss monster. She knew if she just worked hard enough and long enough, she would succeed. It had always worked before.
And she really did work hard. The bestiality video series that was published under the "Wild Mare" label was so incredibly successful (Thanks, in part, to the local demand) that Mara had branched out and brought her different equines to fuck. Ponies, donkeys, even the odd stallion - Ranma had become so used to their cocks that she almost whinnied whenever she came.
Speaking of cumming, Ryouga probably wouldn't last much longer, so she'd better start giving in and let him dominate her. Ranma loved that. Despite all the horse cock she had up her "Wild Mare" cunt, Ryouga still made her cum so good...
Kasumi slurped down another shot of sperm, gave the cock a few grateful goodbye-licks, and then accepted the next one between her puffy lips.
She liked gang-bangs. Not only could she have nearly all the cocks she could stand, she was also pumped full of yummy sperm in all of her holes. Afterwards, she always had a full meal to serve to Nabiki and Skuld, leaking from her cunt and ass. It was only fair that she feed the excess to the pets, since she got to swallow all the jizz that was shot in and on her face.
Another thing she liked about gang-bangs, apart from the fact that none of her holes was empty for longer than a few seconds, was that they were so straight-forward. There was nothing for her to get confused about, like in the one-on-one sessions.
Not that she didn't love those! It was just that the boys always wanted such complicated things from her. Like apologizing. Her tiny little brain was just too stupid to remember all the complicated words that boys wanted her to say. Like, "This worthless slut apologizes for her uppity, prideful behaviour. She swears that she will never again believe herself to be above any man. Thank you for teaching her her place: kneeling before her betters and servicing them however they wish. She begs of you, master, to use her for the only thing she is good for; use her like the brainless slut she is."
It all sounded so beautiful and so true! But she could never remember it all. The closest she ever got was, "Like, I'm sorry I didn't fuck you, before. Kasumi's a good slut now! Fuck me?"
But somehow that usually did the trick, anyway.
Akane grunted and shoved her training dildo a little deeper into herself.
Mistress Mara had given her a new project to get ready for. Tomorrow there would be a meeting of "size fetishists", and she would be their entertainment. At first she had thought these were the guys who liked very little or very large women, but as it turned out, they were interested in the size of things she could take into her.
So she had trained herself rigorously, stuffing larger and larger toys up herself, and she had made great progress! Sure, her cunt now hung permanently slack and wide open, but she was sure it would close up again, so she didn't take any chances and always kept it stuffed to the brim between training sessions. For the past two days she had waddled around with the handles of two baseball bats sticking out of her, and after this session she'd be able to fit a third one.
The only slight problem was that Mistress Mara seemed to have forgotten to stop her lactation, turn her cow teats back into nipples or give her back the ability of human speech, while having her tits fondled. But Akane was sure that was just an oversight. Such a little thing couldn't stop the girl who was going to be the best "Anything Goes" marital artist in the world!
Kuno smiled at Nabiki, crouched before him on the ground.
Most people went to the regular whores, gambling on the chance of Nabiki crawling in as a bonus treat, and Kuno had been quite pleasantly surprised by their chance encounter, the last time he was here - but this time he had specifically rented her for the duration. While he was not partial to such crude entertainment as video pornography, he had heard intriguing tales of such tapes, featuring Nabiki.
Even while she was still at his school, walking and talking like a human being, he had already found that distasteful. An obvious animal like that, affecting humanity, when her body so clearly showed what she was really meant to be: a pet and sexual plaything to a human master. It was an abomination that this creature so flagrantly defied her purpose in life and demanded to be treated like a human being. And the fact that she got better grades than him at everything rankled, too.
Ah, but now justice had been served. No more talk of finances; no more smirks and veiled insults; no more amused intelligence shining in those eyes. The creature looking up at him from where she was crouched at his feet was a pure, mindless animal, no more human than the large doberman he had brought with him, today.
Already the once-so-proud Nabiki was twitching and fidgetting, as her natural instincts demanded that she fulfil her true purpose.
Kuno smiled, as he watched Nabiki sniff the air and crawl towards his loyal guard dog Ripper. Her face sought what she so desperately needed under his belly, while her tail rose high in the air, wantonly displaying her swollen, dripping animal hole. As the two animals coupled with forceful barking and submissive mewling, Kuno knew that the vengeance of heaven had been served, and served well.
Sayuri stretched and groaned delightfully, as she left the bordello room. That had been worth every yen! She almost bumped into someone else in the hall, and gasped when she saw who it was.
"Hiroshi!"
"Sayuri! What are you doing here?"
"I just- I- I-" Sayuri stopped stammering put her hands on her hips. "Probably the same thing you are doing here, buster. So this is where you went to 'play cards', while I was playing games in the arcade, is it? Who was it? Who did you see here?"
Hiroshi was on the defensive, now. "It was, er, Kasumi. Mostly Kasumi."
"Kasumi? The martial artist Kasumi Tendo?"
"Yeah. Only she isn't a martial artist anymore. She's just a whore. Doesn't seem to have two brain cells to rub together anymore, but she sure can... Uh, anyway, what about you? Don't tell me you were here to enjoy the scenery."
"If you must know," Sayuri said haughtily, "I was seeing Ranma."
"Ranma?" Hiroshi boggled. "But she... I didn't know you swing that way."
"Idiot! He can still be a man with hot water. And what a man he is!"
"Huh? But if he can still be male, why does she...?" Then Hiroshi caught on to what this meant. "Oh. I- I guess he's very good, then," he said dejectedly. Of course he'd be. Ranma was always better at anything than Hiroshi. He had always feared that sooner or later he'd lose his girlfriend to the Saotome boy - And now that he had finally believed that it could no longer happen... it had.
Sayuri saw Hiroshi's face, read the fear on it - and it moved her. He really does love me. He still wants me, even now that we found each other out. I guess we're both too hentai to be satisfied with a normal relationship.
"Yes," she said. "He was very, very good." She paused. "But he isn't my boyfriend." And she stepped up to him and hugged him.
Hiroshi was so surprised that he instinctively hugged her back. He kissed her, and she kissed back, and somehow he knew that this incident had only made their relationship stronger.
"Next time," Sayuri said resolutely, "we'll both rent Ranma together."
"Together? But, err, well... I don't swing that way either."
"Oh, you dummy! Ranma can be both male and female in one session. First he'll fuck me, while I suck you hard, and then you'll fuck her, while she eats her own sperm out of me. And after that we'll get creative."
"Wow," said Hiroshi respectfully. "You are pretty ecchi, you know that?"
"Damn straight! And you love it."
Hiroshi kissed her again.
"Urd, I'm bored. Peorth and Hild don't squeal so loudly anymore. I think they're getting used to it."
"That's probably just the tentacles down their throats, but I know what you mean. Lets get another playtoy here. One of yours?"
Mara pondered this. "The red-head," she finally said. "She's incredible. I thought I had some great sluts in my stable, but this one's in another league entirely. Any other girl would be used-up and burnt out by now, but she's going stronger than ever. Tight as a virgin, too, even after fucking all those horses. That wild mare is really something special."
"So get her already!" said Urd.
Mara quickly threw a summoning spell and brought Ranma to their throne room.
She didn't know that she had just sealed her fate, bringing the end of their reign upon themselves.
Ranma had just been fucking Akane up the ass (her cunt was now far too slack and sloppy for any living thing to enjoy), when suddenly he felt a weird tingling. He turned female without any water, as the bordello dissolved around him - or her, now.
When she saw the infernal throne room materialize around her, she knew what was happening. She had finally done it. She had held out long enough and worked hard enough, and now she had reached the final boss level. Here she'd face the toughest challenge she'd ever had. But from her time in the game she knew that those bosses always had a weakness. After fellating the unspeakable Yob Sodoff to death and getting the mighty Dickatron to blow all its fuses at once, she knew she could take any of them.
Judging from how hard it had been to get here, those two evil chicks had to be incredibly powerful, so a direct confrontation was out. She had to be tricky.
"Hello there..." she purred and sauntered towards the two. "You wanna show me a good time?" she asked and gave Urd a smoldering look that made even the experienced Demoness weak in the knees. She shamelessly rubbed herself against Mara. "I just know you can..."
What followed was a fucking of such epic proportions and such depth of depravity that your monitor would burst into a thousand pieces, were I to write it down. Let it just be said that the tentacle demons watching from their pit blushed so hard that they forgot to rape the two women in their midst several times over the course of the next two days.
Ranma was patient. She was biding her time, waiting for an opening - and barely more than 48 hours later, she got her chance. She had surreptitiously infused the two women with almost all the hentai chi that she had siphoned off and stored during her time in the brothel. Mara and Urd were now so deep into mindless fucklust that she managed to manipulate them into a sixty-nine, and they were unable to focus on anything besides the cunts in front of their faces.
Ranma had already checked out the throne room, and apart from the tentacle pit, the thrones and the giant TV set, there was only one thing of interest. A small glass dome, containing something glowing.
Ranma went over and examined it. The glass covering could be removed, and under it was something strange. It was a tangle of treads, entrapping a small, struggling figure - a miniature version of Belldandy. The brown-haired Belldandy that Ranma vaguely remembered from long ago.
She knew somehow that this was merely a symbol for something far more complex - but at the same time it was the real thing. Ranma reached out for a lose thread that would unravel the whole knot.
"No!" shouted Mara, who had looked up just in time to see Ranma reach for the thread. She threw out an arm to hurl a devastating curse at the girl - but then Urd nibbled on her clit and she squealed in orgasm, making the spell fizzle.
Ranma tugged on the thread.
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