Nabiki felt herself panting with lust, as she waited for her master to claim her. She found that being on all fours at her master's feet was yet another position that felt entirely natural to her. Lubrication dribbled and squirted from her needful cunt, as her internal muscles clenched and unclenched in anticipation.
All that time, before she had made the fateful wish, she had behaved like a bitch to Ranma - and now he would treat her like a bitch should be treated: put on all fours and mounted like a dog.
Ranma positioned himself behind Nabiki, positioned his cock, and pushed it into her with one long, slow stroke. He groaned with pleasure, while Nabiki whimpered in submissive lust.
Her cunt was absolutely perfect for him - which was not surprising, since it was now custom-designed as a sheath for his cock alone. It was just loose and deep enough to take his 12 inches of 'wild horse' meat easily, without impeding him, and her internal muscles clamped down exactly tight enough and massaged him with just the right rhythm and intensity to ensure a maximum of pleasure.
He started hammering into her, hard and fast, just as his loveslave needed it. Her huge, round tits bounced beneath her, slapping against her arms with each forward motion. Nabiki whimpered like an animal in heat. Her jaw hung open, and her long tongue dangled from her cock-sucking, drooling mouth. She realized dimly that she was looking and behaving more like a true bitch now than she ever had in her previous life, when she had been called thus so often. This only made her hornier, and she was almost tempted to bark in time with her master's thrusts.
"You like that, don't you, slut?" Ranma grunted. "Not so high-and-mighty anymore, are you?"
"Mo, Mathper," Nabiki gasped, her dangling tongue hampering her speech even further than before. "I'm jutht your thlafe. Omly goob for fuckim' amb uthim'." She knew this was the truth. She could never go back to being that bitch she once used to be, who used her superior intellect to exploit and manipulate others.
She was a slave now, and a slut, and anyone who saw her would be able to tell that she was a mere fucktoy - not someone you could take seriously. While her intelligence had not suffered in her transformation, it was now bent on entirely different goals than self-satisfaction. She existed only to please her master - and if it amused him to see her degrade and humiliate herself before him, as punishment for her previous attitude, then she would do just that.
When Ranma rammed her harder and harder, until her finally sprayed his seed into her, Nabiki howled and almost lost consciousness. But that wouldn't do. She had to stay alert to please her master. Thus she was prepared, when Ranma placed the head of his still-hard cock against her posterior orifice, and she automatically relaxed her sphincter to allow him entry, before tightening it again for his pleasure. The fullness of her bowels made her groan around the tongue that was still dangling from her mouth.
"Yethh!" she moaned out. "Thank you, Mathper. Pleathe uthe Mabiki! Fuck her athth! Mabiki ith your athth-thlup!"
"You sure are," Ranma agreed, pumping into his self-declared ass-slut with the same vigor with which he had plumbed the depth of her juicy, sucking cunt. He leaned over her to grab at her bouncing jugs and pull her long, hard nipples, while he reamed her out.
He was in this position, when he suddenly heard a voice from behind.
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