The Empress Ranma Begins Her Dynasty

Unending BE - episode 359549

Ranma stepped into the Tendo household and gave out a cheery cry of "tadaima." That was still recognizeable as her girl form's voice.

"Oh, hello, Ranma," Kasumi called out. "Lunch is almost ready."

Ranma smiled as he considered to head toward the faithful housewife-like Kasumi, she was in dire need of being freed from her servitude and raised to a position of nobility in the coming reign, but fate had other things in mind.

"There you are, Saotome," a wry voice said from the couch. Nabiki started to rise up to face Ranma and choked on a cracker as she saw what had become of the martial artist.

"Oh dear, is everything okay in there?" Kasumi called out, hearing Nabiki choke.

Ranma had already moved to take the middle Tendo in her arms and was answering Kasumi as she worked at clearing Nabiki's throat.

"She's fine, Kasumi," Ranma said. "She's just surprised over my new look."

"Oh, good," Kasumi said from the kitchen, her sigh of relief echoing in Ranma's elven ears.

Nabiki coughed a bit as her throat cleared and turned to demand answers when silence crashed over her.

She found her mouth covered by Ranma's. Nabiki gasped, giving Ranma's tongue access to her mouth. A strange sensation flooded through the mercenary Tendo, a strange and overwhelmingly pleasant sensation.

Nabiki's chest was already swelling against her t-shirt even as her ears were pointing and her muscle toned up. Darkness in ever-deepening lines creeped out from where her lips touched Ranma's, traveling in her veins and then filling in the spaces between the webs.

Ranma, never releasing her liplock, pushed up Nabiki's t-shirt to reveal a still mostly tan breast and rub it forcefully as blue lines crept across her skin. In response, Nabiki squirmed further in Ranma's grasp.

Ranma's other hand slipped in under Nabiki's waist band as her hair started to pale to white, with copper highlights here and there. As the drow queen caressed her first convert's breast and cunt, Nabiki was overwhelmed with the ideas of service and loyalty to her queen, and she was unable to resist from under the waves of pleasure that pulled her down into the whirlpool.

Ranma's lower hand curved around to Nabiki's rear end, and the majority of her skin was blue by now, with dark blue lines creeping across the territory of Nabiki's skin. One streak of brown on the right side of Nabiki's lengthing hair stubbornly refused to change to white, but Ranma didn't particularly care as she entwined her legs about Nabiki's and brought a firm knee up into the drow mercenaries burning crotch.

Ranma released Nabiki's mouth and slowly kissed her way to Nabiki's now ample chest, spending a long, torturously ecstatic time exploring the sensitive new expanses. Nabiki screamed out several times, but the silence spell upon the two of them took the sound away, save for in Nabiki's mind only. With the silence spell up, not even Akane noticed the activity hidden behind the couch as she came down the stairs and headed for the dojo.

She had a dark blue skin now, and deep purple lines were swiftly spreading along her blood vessels to cover her body. And, with a scream of climax, the transformation finished and Nabiki was held gasping in Ranma's soft arms.

"Tsk, tsk," Ranma said to herself. "She finished too soon. Then again, a little vareity isn't bad."

Nabiki gasped and looked dazed, so Ranma set her back down on the couch, replacing the t-shirt and shorts, though the former now strained tightly against Nabiki's chest.

Leaving Nabiki to sleep it off, and softly insuring the girl was alright, Ranma stood up and shook herself out and wiped her hand off with a paper napkin next to Nabiki's chips.

She glanced in the direction of the dojo and then the kitchen, wondering which way to go first. Finally, Ranma decided that she knew Kasumi was in the kitchen and headed in that direction.

"Hello Kasumi," Ranma said stepping into the kitchen.

"Oh, Ranma, could you help me with...Ranma!" Kasumi gasped as she turned around to see Ranma. "That...that is a new look."

Ranma smiled and sauntered closer, Kasumi deserved a softer touch.

"And I want to share it," Ranma said.

"Sh...share it?" Kasumi asked.

Ranma nodded and stepped forward, placing a firm kiss on Kasumi's lips.

The transformation began again, but no hands roamed this time. Ranma simply held Kasumi and let the sublime sensation of the transformation roll over the eldest Tendo. Ranma suspected that her ministrations to Nabiki had mattered little before that in any regard.

Breaking out of her surprise, Kasumi circled her darkening arms around Ranma and leaned into the kiss, writhing as each phase of the transformation passed over her. When it was finished, she slumped forward in Ranma's arms, wearied out by the change and fallen into a sleep like Nabiki.

Also like Nabiki, Kasumi was a deep, sensual purple. A purple almost black. Her hair, however, was a pale gold.

"Hmm," Ranma said, tracing a line across Kasumi's transformed chin line. The new drow muttered pleasantly at the touch. "It must be a family thing."

"Nabiki!?" a voice shouted out from the other room, and Ranma knew where to find Akane. And she knew how to handle Akane too.

Ranma sped out into the front room and, before Akane even had time to react, the tomboy was bowled over and pinned to the floor, her judo gi pulled down off of her shoulders, baring her pale breasts.

"R...Ranma...you..." Akane gapsed. "Is that you? You pervert?!"

"Perversion," Ranma said as her hand slipped into Akane's pants and cupped her sex. "Is in the eye of the beholder."

Then there was silence and she dived down to kiss the resisting girl, and the resistance made it all the more exciting to Ranma. But the drow queen didn't want to break Akane's spirit, she only wanted to rein it to her purposes.

As the transformation proceeded and Akane pushed and pulled at her captor, the fight changed into something else.

Ranma was pushed back against the wall, breaking a desk and cutting into her back, but she didn't release her hold. The pain only excited her more. Then Akane got her hands free and started grabbing at Ranma, but it wasn't long before the grabs weren't defensive in nature, but rather caressing.

Ranma let the liplock break off and the tiring drow-in-progress pulled at her dress revealing Ranma's own breasts and suckling at them as her climax came and she arched her back in climax, falling in a daze against Ranma's shoulder, her hair a pale blue, almost white.

Ranma let out a long breath of release and sighed in frustration. Only a few more minutes and she could have shared in that climax. Now she had to satisfy herself some other way.

Ranma fought down that urge, however, and instead collected up the three drow and laid them down in their beds to sleep off the change. She caressed the vibrant purple skin of each before covering them with their blankets.

Then she went down to set out Kasumi's dinner and cast a spell over it so that it would be ready when her three princesses awoke.

"Hmm, I wonder what the other girls will look like," Ranma said. "Blue? Brown? Grey? Black like me? Hmm." She felt her nipples harden and her clit turn moist at the very thought. "Or the boys...hmmm."

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Fri Jul 02 13:09:30 2004