ANIME HENTAI HIGH SCHOOL – Picolette Chardin II – 3

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[COMPILER’S NOTE: This story is a compilation of posts from an online hentai role-playing game, the Anime Hentai High School. This text is just an extract of the whole game, solely concentrating on a Ranma ½ character involved and his immediate surroundings. Remember that the game had already started well before this part, and that other threads, either with original creations or characters borrowed from various animes, are running parallel at the same time. As well, the episode separations are very arbitrary, reflecting a change of place or time, but not really acknowledged in the game. Enjoy.]

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[Continued from ANIME HENTAI HIGH SCHOOL – Picolette Chardin II – 1]

Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink actually managed to get in a short catnap. Reawakening, and finding herself right where she was the most comfortable, in a man’s arms snuggled up tightly. After a few more moments of silence and just cuddling with the still zonked out Frenchman, she gaspeds and began to poke him in the ribcage, first really lightly, then more forcefully as he continued to sleep.

“Chardin... Chardin.. CHARDIN! Isn’t your guest supposed to be here by now??”

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

« Mmm... non... laisse-moi dormir encore un peu, M’man... » mumbled the Frenchman.

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

The catgirl looked down at the mumbling Frenchman, not having understood a single word of the jarble.

“Wake up!”

Noticing he was still sleeping, Pink pinched his nose, preventing him from breathing through it, while at the same time giving him a big kiss on the lips. Usually, lack of oxygen wokes people up in a hurry, as she had witnessed in the past. She just hoped it worked, since she thought he’d had a long enough nap.

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Lacking air, Chardin indeed opened his mouth to breath. What Pink hadn’t expected, was that for the martial art dinner champion, “opening the mouth” just didn’t have the same meaning than with anybody else. His lips suddenly stretched all around Pink’s face, and reflexively engulfed her whole head.

Now, it was the catgirl’s turn to be deprived of air, and plunged into darkness to boot.

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink was well caught by surprise to say the least. Though she already knew his mouth could do amazing things, she never expected her head to be experiencing one of them. Though it felt strangely familiar in a distant sort of way... Oh yes, like she was still in her mother’s womb.

Unpinching the Frenchman’s nose, her hands found their way blindly to the man’s mouth and began to try and pry the stretched lips open, so she could pull her head from his cavern-like mouth. With a low pop, her head was freed and she stumbled backward onto the floor, between Chardin’s legs. Her head was wet with saliva and she panted for fresh air, not sure if he woke up or not.

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin rubbed his eyes.

“Mmmh? Koikigna...? I mean, Wazzup?”

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink sat up as Chardin sat up and placed her face in front of his, so they were eye to eye.

“Why’d you try to eat me? Are you really that hungry because your dinner guest is late?”

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Eat you?” repeated Chardin, confused. Licking his lips, he wondered why they tasted a bit like shampoo.

He glanced at a clock. “Oh yes, you’re right! My guest should already be here. I’ll go and check to see if the carriage is bringing her....”

He then gave Pink a look-over. She looked sweaty, disheveled and with spots of wax stuck all over her fanny.

“You may want to take another bath while I’m taking care of this.... Sorry, but this time I won’t join you in; we’d just never finish he we start again playing in the water.”

Realizing something else, he snapped his fingers. “Oh, I forgot. You don’t have any cloth with you, do you? Mmm... I’ll see if we can find some for you... I fear there won’t be much women’s clothes here fitting you beside the maid outfits....”

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

“Ummm, maid-out is OK. I think I look cute and sexy in them. Will I Be serving dinner to you, or will I be eating with you and your guest? I love French food, I can’t wait to eat it. Mmm... I’m hungry already!”

Pink hopped to her feet and pranced around a bit as she talked on and on, while she went back to the bathroom where everything started. Wiping the cooled splotch of wax from her hiney, she poked it. When she got to he bathroom, she hopped into the tub and relaxed in a warm bubble bath. She took adavantage of the servants, having two of them help her clean her nice and good for her favorite teacher. A third placed one of the maid outfits beside the door for her to slip into once she had finished.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Once Pink had finished her bath and donned the French maid outfit, Chardin rejoined. Sighing, he explained to her that the carriage was waiting for his guest to be picked at AHHS, but she wasn’t showing. Maybe she had a problem, or either forgot about it.

“I guess you’ll be my guess for tonight....”

Still, he looked a bit sad.

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink listened, tilting her head as she did, one way of showing that she was actually listening carefully. Possibilities of why his guest could possibly not have arrived ran through her mind. Noticing his sadness, she walked beside him, and being less agressive than he had seen, merely slide in beside him, sliding her near arm under his and leaning against him.

“I’m sorry your guest couldn’t arrive. I’ll do whatever you would like to make up for it.”

Her tummy rumbled a bit, reminding her that she had not eaten since the slice of toast she had for breakfast. “but could we eat? I’m kinda hungry, and it smells wonderful.” Her nose could pick up the aroma’s of the dinner even from as far as they were from the dining room. Hunger could do that to a person, and it helped that her nose was more sensitive than most, as were her ears.

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

> “I’m sorry your guest couldn’t arrive. I’ll do whatever you would like to make up for it.” said Pink.

“Oh, it’s not that important. I told you, I barely know her, and it’ll probably be for another time. No, it’s just...” trailed of Chardin, as if hesitating to broach a particular subject.

> “But could we eat? I’m kinda hungry, and it smells wonderful.” asked then the catgirl.

“Of course, of course. Just follow me.” the Frenchman answered with a smile. Leading the pink-haired girl to a vast dining room, she discovered with awe an impressive feast waiting for her. Inviting Pink to take a seat, Chardin then walked to the one facing her, saying: “It’s just a small collation. But I do hope you’ll like the food, my chefs are among the best you can find in Japan.”

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink sat down opposite Chardin at the table, and took in the sight of all that food, smacking her lips as well as her hunger built inside her.

“Small collation? This is more food than I’ve ever seen at once! I sure hope you’re hungry because I could never eat this much.”

She watched as the servants placed the first course in front of her. She took up her fork and knife, and waited for Chardin to begin eating as well. Just a built-in reaction from past experiences; she wouldn’t eat without being told to first, or after her superior began.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Go on, go on, don’t wait for me, Pink-chan” Chardin nicely invited, smiling.

For now, he seemed only interested in watching her, not in the food.

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink nodded her head to Chardin, and dived into her plate of food. She was eating relatively quickly, but nowhere as quickly as miss Lina could possibly have eaten, nor as much either. She took gulps from the constantly refilled glass in front of her after every few mouthfuls. She eventually stopped after four plates of the wonderfully delicious food. Patting her full tummy to show she has finished, she smiled to Chardin.

“That was the best food I’ve ever had!!”

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Lightly wipping his mouth with a napkin, Chardin smiled to his guest. “I’m glad you liked it.”

The catgirl’s eyes bulged a bit at the sight in front of her: there was at least TEN perfectly cleaned plates in front of the Frenchman... and she didn’t even see WHEN he emptied them.

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pink_the_catslave

“When did you...? How did you...? Wow, your mouth really is an amazing thing!!!”

Pink sighed and remembers all the amazing things that he did with his tongue earlier, staring blanky at the Frenchman as she remembered. Her own hands moved, hidden under the table ,pushing her skirt up and rubbing at her sex through the soft coton of the panties she was wearing. Chardin could only see her arms moving very slightly, and the redness in her cheeks as she pleasured herself while imagining.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Now, after these hors-d’oeuvres, the plat de résistance should come soon.” the Frenchman idly commented.

Unaware of what Pink was doing under the table, he spokes in a more serious tone: “Say, Pink-chan... can I ask you something personal?”

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink didn’t hear the comment about that only being the hors-d’oeuvres, but she did manage to make out the “personal question” as she hopped up in her chair in a slightly startled manner. Her hands darted behind her as if she was hiding something, which she was.

“Oh... yes you can ask me anything. Pink won’t hide anything from you.”

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Oh, it’s nothing like that...” Chardin waved off, apparently hesitating to broach the subject. Finally, he sighed.

“Pink-chan... what would you think... if I told you that....”

But he stopped, feeling he wasn’t doing it the right way.

“I’ll tell you the truth. I just realized that... both my date tonight... and that little romp with you... were just a way for me to try forgetting about an amorous deception I suffered a while ago. I guess it’s not working, since despite all my efforts I just can’t forget her....”

Looking right at Pink’s lovely eyes, he added “You told me earlier that you were falling for me. Would you be disappointed if it happens that I was just using you... in a sort of... rebound relationship?”

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink managed to at least somewhat comprehend what he was trying to tell her. Her eyes were staring with almost an empty look to them as she sorted all the details inside her head. After a few awkward moments, she finally responded.

“It’s OK. You’ll still let me be your slave, right? I really, really like...” she paused to think, ”how you treat me. I don’t mind if another person comes before me. I’d actually like to meet her.... So this other person... did she move away, or something worse?”

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Oh no, she just....” he stopped to sigh. “We were about to get married... but she had some last-second doubts, and... she asked me to prove myself in a martial art dinning match... the only match I ever lost.”

He made a sign for one of the servant, who went to fetch something.

“It was already some times ago, but... I guess I’m still in love, because I just can’t forget her... hell, even today I thought I was meeting her in the AHHS... but I probably just hallucinated.”

The servant brought a painting, showing Picolette Chardin II alongside a pretty girl (looking a bit thin, though) in a magnificent dress. A redhead with a pigtail, who looks strangely familiar to Pink.

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

“Wow, so you mean she can do more with her mouth than you can? That’s amazing!! I never thought anyone could”

Pink looked at the picture and just nodded her head at first, but then she took a second glance at the photo.

“Oh weird. I think I may have passed a girl that looked just like her during school today. What a strange coincidence. Don’t you think so?”

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Blink?

“You’ve seen her?”

Blink-blink?

“You mean Mademoiselle Ranma is attending AHHS?”

Chardin slowly stood up, before slamming his fist on the table.

“BON SANG ! How could I’ve been so stupid? I’ve seen her too, but I just thought... Oh no, she must hate me now!”

Calling out, he ordered a servant to bring him a phone at once.

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink watched as Chardin exploded with, err, excitement. Though she might not be very bright, she did think of a small little detail that might make what Chardin had requested seem a bit silly.

“Ummm... Why do you need the phone? Do you know her new number? I mean she moved to go to this school, didn’t she?”

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“That’s precisely why I’m going to call the school. There should be still some secretary working at this hour, and since I’m a teacher I can request to know the address of a student.”

Picking up the phone brought by the servant, Chardin quickly dialed the number of the school, then made his request once he reached the correct person.

“Yes, Chardin-sensei calling. I’d like to know the address of a recently enrolled student, it’s very important. Her name is Tendō Ranma....”

After a little wait, he frowned. “What do you mean, nobody with this name? Come on, she’s a redhead with a pigtail, rather petite, you can’t miss her....”

“...”

“A Tendō Akane or a Saotome Ranma among the recent students, but no Tendō Ranma... weird... what? The description correspond to one Takara’Ranko... I doubt she would have changed name, but since it’s the only address you can give me... Okay, I’m taking note....”

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink couldn’t completely comprehend what happened over the phone since she could only hear one half of the conversation.

“Did you find out if it was her?”

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“I don’t know....” Chardin answered uncertainly. “But I sure as Hell won’t take the risk of letting that misunderstanding fester by doing nothing! I’ll call a taxi and check this address....”

He finally turned to his guest. “Hum... I’m sorry, Pink-chan, I’m not the best of host tonight. Would you like accompanying me, or finish dinner first?”

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

“I’d love to accompany you!... Umm, finish? You mean there’s more? I couldn’t eat anymore. All that yummy food filled me up.”

Pink rocked side ot side in her chair excited to go somewhere else with the Frenchman, hoping he may still need her for comfort if this particular person isn’t the one he is looking for, or even if it is.

Re: Time to wake up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Then let’s hurry.”

Having called the taxi, Chardin led the amorous catgirl toward the front of the house (completely dismissing in his rush that she was still clothed as a French maid, but anyway it was doubtful she mind).

The cab soon showed up, to the relief of the very impatient Frenchman. Forgetting a bit his manners, rather than opening the door for Pink he got inside first and immediately asked the driver:

“Quick, do you know how to go to the...”

He blink-blinked while rereading the address he absently noted before.

“... Takara School of Anything Goes Sexual Arts???”

What kind of name was that?

Re: Time to wake up

pink_the_catslave

Pink climbed in the cab door that Chardin had at least left open for her, and sat beside the Frenchman, looking over at him as he spoke the address. Pink grinned a bit hearing the name of the place they were headed. Teasingly, Pink poked Chardin in the arm. “Wasn’t I enough for you? Hehe. This could be so much fun.”

Sitting forward, she pointed ahead.

“Come on cabby, can’t you see he’s in a hurry. Get going!!”
She then sat back and smiled innocently at Chardin.

Time to speed up

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

The cab driver nodded. He sweatdropped, but he nodded.

Chardin eyed the pink-haired catgirl suspiciously as they rode.

“I should have guessed that you’ll find this exciting....”

Re: Time to speed up

pink_the_catslave

She nodded still with a smile.

“It’ll probably be just like the movies, only steamier =^_^=”

She once again leaned forward to ask the cabby how much longer it would be, just like a child would on a family outing to his/her parents. Finding out, after coaxing him to go faster, they’d be arriving in just a few moments.

“Almost there.”

Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

The cab stopped in the darkened street in front of the Takara Dōjō. Thanking the driver and paying him, Chardin opened the door for Pink. The ride has abated a bit his impatience, but he still looked quite nervous.

This didn’t last long, though. Regaining his usual regal composure, he knocked at the hard wooden door.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Akane awakened at the sound of the knock.
“Ranma... Ranma.... WAKE UP, DAMMIT! Someone’s knocking at the door!”

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Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma jumped up, almost dressing himself and Akane in moments. Sheepishly he smiled at her hand shrugged his shoulders. “Well we’re dressed....” he said, then looked down seeing them in their borrowed robes.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin knocked again, this time louder, fervently hoping there was someone here who could lead him to his red-haired love.

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pink_the_catslave

Pink stood behind Chardin as he knocked at the door with little result.

“Master Chardin... maybe you should have called first to make sure someone was home.”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Akane asked, “I wonder why Sensei hasn’t answered the door... or Ranko for that matter?”

She then started walking out of the dojo. “We better find them.”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Austin_S_Dakota

Smilling sheepishly, Ranma followed suite. Walking behind Akane he paused to admire the way she walked.

“You are so sexy....” Ranma said it under his breath, not knowing if Akane had heard him or not.

“Should we get it?” he asked. Having been raised on the road, Ranma had the manners of wild wolf.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Getting a bit discouraged, Chardin sighed and stops knocking.

“Well, I guess nobody’s home. That’s too bad, but anyway I wasn’t even sure she could be here....”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Akane did hear Ranma’s compliment, and smiled at him.

But then, when they turned the corner, Akane saw the two unconscions forms and then said “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!” QUITE loudly.

She saw both Ranko and Sensei on the floor, unconscious.

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Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma rushed past Akane, placing himself in the path of any attack. Seeing no immediate danger, he moved until he stood over the two women. Kneeling down, he placed a finger against Ranko’s throat.

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pink_the_catslave

Do to her being part cat, the “Eeeeekk” from within the house was rather loud in her ears, even with the door and a few walls between her and the scream.

“Maybe I was wrong. I just heard a scream from inside. Did you hear it also, Master?”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“I think the whole neighborhood heard it.” Chardin answered.

“What’s going on here?” he pondered, pushing the door to be sure it was firmly closed.

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Louis F. Perico

Ranko moaned, then slowly came to her senses.

“Wha...what happened?”

Sensei slowly got up as well, holding her head. Akane was by her side, helping her up.

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Austin_S_Dakota

As Akane helped up her mentor, Ranma brought Ranko to her feet. Offering his arm, he allowed her to use him for support.

“What’s going on,” he demanded. Ranma wasn’t well-known for his tolerance. And if it was his friends involded, he wasn’t less forgining then usual.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Sensei was slowly getting up, then heard the rattling of the front door. She said groggily, “Akane-chan... help me to the door.” Akane nodded, then helped her sensei.

Ranko replied to Ranma, “Oh man... I just told Mom about my pregnancy, then all of a sudden, some ninjas stormed in with gas bombs, and....”

She suddenly grabbed herself, moaning in pain, then whispering ”It’s gone! It’s gone!” before curling up into a ball, moaning....

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

The door finally opened, with Takara-sensei and Akane Tendō meeting the pair at the door.

“I’m sorry, the dojo is closed....” Takara-sensei managed to say before coughing.

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“I’m really sorry to bother so late at night, Madame...” Chardin started with a bow, taking Nodoka Takara’s hand and deftly kissing it.

“... but I was told that a former acquaintance of mine is residing here, and I dearly wanted to dissipate a misunderstanding between us. Does by any chance Mademoiselle Tendō Ranma is here tonight?”

Catching sight of Akane, he blinked. “Haven’t we met, gracious lady?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma was surprised. At this moment he was completely lost, having no idea on how to help the girl in pain before him. Settling down on his hunches Ranma reached out and took the girl into his arms.

“What’s wrong?” he asked carefully, hoping his fears weren’t correct.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

“It’s gone... those jackasses somehow took it.” Ranko whispered.

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Louis F. Perico

Akane reluctantly replied, “Hello, Chardin... why are you looking for Ranko Tendō?”

She kept her eyes sharp; her sensei was attacked, and thus she kept aon the alert....

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Ranko?” Chardin repeated in surprise. “It seems there’s a lot of confusion with names around here. I’m searching for Ranma Tendō...”

(OOC: It’s the name under which he knows Ranma, since she was pretending to be a Tendō daughter.)

“... though I heard she was now going under the name of Ranko Takara... I’ve seen her at school earlier today, and we left on a misunderstanding... I want to clarify that....”

What he wasn’t saying was that he just couldn’t forget the redhead since their aborted engagement. Looking Akane more closely, his eyes glinted in recognition.

“... Oh yes, now I recognize you! You’re one of her sisters... you even entered my service to stay close to her. Is she here, finally?”

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Louis F. Perico

*erk* ^^; “Oh, sorry... well, I, um....”

Takara-sensei cut her off. “No one’s impersonating MY daughter, Mr. Chardin. Ranko IS here, but she cannot have visitors now; we were just recently ambushed by ninja... and as for a Ranma... HE is here with his significant other.”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Austin_S_Dakota

“What’s gone?” Ranma asked. His face was pale, as he hopped her child was still safe within its mother.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

‘THE BABY’S GONE, DUMMY!!!” she snapped.

She then recomposed herself, and said, “I...I’m sorry... I’m just... huh?”

Her eye caught soemthing. She went forward, picked up the small piece of cloth.

She looked at it and said, “MHI? Could it be...?”

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pink_the_catslave

Pink had been standing just behind and to the side of Chardin, listening. She couldn’t help but speak out how confusing all this seemed to her.

“Wow, my head hurts. I can’t tell who is talking about who. It’s like there are two of this Ranma... err, or Ranko. I just don’t know. Maybe if Master Chardin saw these people, it would help all the confusion.... Ummm, or am I the only one that’s confused?”

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St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin was so puzzled that he was about to say « Je vous demande pardon? » to Takara-sensei, Pink asking the very questions swarming in his head.

“Hu... no, you’re not, Pink-chan. I’d think it would be a good idea to determine exactly who is who....”

Turning back to the host, he added “Oh but I am unforgivable, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Picolette Chardin II, and I teach French at the Anime Hentai High School.”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Akane still eyed both Chardin and the catgirl he called “Pink”.

Takara-sensei said, “I’m Nodoka Takara, Sensei and Grand Master of the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts Seduction... and this young woman is my student, Akane Tendō. And who is this scantily clad girl with you?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Austin_S_Dakota

“Could it be what?” Ranma prompted her. His anger was now flowing though his body as his chi began to hang around him in a deep red haze.

“How can we find those bastards who took your kid?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

The catgirl’s brain churned and churned until she finally thought of something she considered rather witty as a reply to the rather angered sensei and master of the dojo.

“Well would you let us in if I was to challenge your dojo?”

She just shrugged and smiled, wondering how this would be accepted. Even though she really wasn’t sure how the art of seduction was done in the dojo, she did know she was rather talented at it.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Ranko managed to get up and replied, “I don’t know... I’m checking with Mom about this.” She zipped her way outside, only to see the newcomers just outside the door, and the hot cat-chick that stood there.

NORMALLY, Ranko would try to get into her pants, but she managed to restrain herself, until she head Pink’s challenge.

“I accept, but we can’t fight right now.” she said.

“Ranko!” Takara-san snapped.

“Mom, we can argue that later... we gotta find these MHI people....” Ranko replied.

“MHI? What are you talking about?” Takara-san asked.

“Here... get everyone inside, and I’ll show you.” she said.

Once everyone was inside, the door was closed, then Ranko showed the scrap of cloth with the MHI logo upon it.
“Anyone recognize this?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Austin_S_Dakota

“Nope,” Ranma said. “Look, Ranko, I’m all for accepting challenges at anytime and anywhere but don’t we have bigger things to worry about right now?”

Ranma took a step closer to Akane, and forgetting what was proper he put an arms aound Akane’s shoulders. It was meant to be a comforting action, but for the time he had also forgotten the Akane didn’t know what was going on.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin had his head turned to scold Pink for taking such an initiative. Challenging the dojo wasn’t what he had in mind. That’s why he missed the sight of Ranko at first. The sound of her voice alerted him, but in the dark he wasn’t sure if she was his beloved... and he didn’t want to jump on a false hope right now.

Once they entered the house, however, and the Frenchman could see the redhead in full light, there was no mistake possible. She could only be his sweet fiancée, the one he was so close to marry, the one he just couldn’t forget.

“Mademoiselle Ranma!”

Seizing Ranko’s hand, not even looking at the paper she was showing, he stared into her eyes.

“Mademoiselle Ranma, be sure you can count on me on these hours of need. I love you!”

This time, the surprised Ranko Takara didn’t escape the infamous “Chardin’s French Kiss” — her whole upper body disappearing into his mouth.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Austin_S_Dakota

“Knock that off,” Ranma said, jumping forward. With his knee striking the back of Chardin’s head, the Frenchman was forced to spit up the girl.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Ranko screamed within the confines of his mouth, NOT happy with the confines.

Akane quickly stepped on Chardin’s toe, forcing the reaction to open his mouth so Ranko could be freed.

Glaring a LOT at Charding, Ranko snapped, “If you want to eat me, pal... do it BETWEEN my legs, NOT my torso! And one more thing...” she quickly points to Ranma-kun, ”THAT’S Ranma. I’m Ranko!”

*SHING*

That sound meant only one thing.

“Now look whatcha did... ya got my MOM mad, too.” said Ranko as she looked over, and Takara-sensei was baring her katana, and an angry look was on her face.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

« Ouille ! »

That was Chardin’s reaction at Ranma’s knee against his head.

« Aïe ! »

That was the cry following Akane stepping on his foot. As they expected, he let go of Ranko.

Rubbing his head, he tried to plead: “But... Mademoiselle Ranma....”

When Ranko pointed at the true Ranma, he frowned. “What do you mean? Hey, I recognize this guy... you’re the one that lost this martial art dining match at Fūrinkan High, and promised me that your future daughters would marry in the Chardin family since you couldn’t pay the bill....”

That’s when the sound of steel sliding against sheath reached his brain. Turning toward Nodoka, the Frenchman made warding gestures.

“Ma...Madame, please... I can explain... don’t jump to hasty decisions....”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Takara-sensei replied coldly, “Try that stunt again on my daughter, and I will CUT your face open to get her, THEN behead you!... Now... what is your explanation, and it BETTER be good....”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Please, Madame, forgive my boldness, but I was convinced that your daughter was my former fiancée, Mademoiselle Tendō Ranma... I was anxious to see her again.”

Licking his lips, he added: “But now, I realize my mistake... they don’t have the same taste. Still it’s an incredible resemblance....”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Takara-sensei still glared at him, but lowered her sword. “Aplogy accepted... for now.”

She then glanced at the scrap of cloth that Ranko had dropped. She picked it up, then said, “MHI.... What would Mishima Heavy Industries want with us?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Austin_S_Dakota

In the background, Ranma shivered a bit. “She tastes differently than me?” he quietly asked Akane.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Akane hissed back, “How am I supposed to know???”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink quietly snuck up behind Ranma and Akane and whispered to them, since they were whispering amongst themselves.

“Yeah, and she smells better too”

Pink grinned and slipped back a few inches from them in case they turned around suddenly. She didn’t want to be accidentally smacked, after all.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Turning to Ranma and Akane, Chardin asked then: “By any luck, do you know where is the true Mademoiselle Ranma? I’m sure it’s her I met at school this afternoon, and not Mademoiselle Ranko....”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Akane was a bit startled, but only for a moment.

“Uhh... sure, yeah... whatever.” she muttered.

Ranko had gone to her room to change clothes.

Akane replied to Chardin of his query, “I’m sorry, I haven’t seen Tendō Ranma here.”

Takara-sensei added, “And I have never heard the name nor seen such a girl, sir. And besides, that’s the last of our worries at the moment.”

She then lead them inside, then called upstairs.
“DAUGHTER!”
“YEAH, MOM?”
“DON’T CHANGE INTO NORMAL GARB... we’re going ninja-mode tonight.”

Takara-sensei then grabbed Akane and Pink, ran them upstairs, then tossed to both a pair of female ninja rainments.

“Put those on.” she said. Then calling down, “Boys! There’s some costuming in the guest room on the main floor... I think there’s ninja garb there....”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Austin_S_Dakota

First turning towards the cat woman, who if she hadn’t moved would have wound up smacking her head against the boy’s, Ranma turned again towards Chardin. Suddenly Ranma felt very sick, the quick turning having up set his stomach. Reaching up to his mouth, the boy quickly ran from the room.

From the Takara’s rest room, sounds of Ranma being sick sounded out.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

“Wow, my third outfit today. I sure am changing a lot.”

Pink looked at the seriousness in Takara-sensei’s eyes, and zipped her lips. she changed into the snug stockings of the female ninja outfit. She of course had to customize it a bit, ripping a hole for her tail to pop out the back. Once dressed, she ran her hands over the tight outfit, and grinned.

“Ninja wear is sexy. Grrr... I bet Master Chardin will apreaciate seeing all us in these outfits.”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin was frowning. He was thinking he had nothing to do here, and didn’t see why he should get caught into that ninja masquerade, yet... he had the feeling that those people were hiding something. They couldn’t not know of Mademoiselle Ranma’s whereabouts... maybe she was hiding from him. As saddening the thought was, he had to admit it was likely.

He also wondered about Mademoiselle Ranko’s likeness to his love.... Such resemblance couldn’t be a coincidence; they could be twin sisters.... He had to look at that more closely.

And anyway, since Pink seemed to find all of this funny....

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Takara-sensei looked at Akane and Pink, then she noticed something, specifically about the catgirl.

“Hmm... your sex chi is really low, Pink; we will need to fix that. In the meantime, Akane, check on Ranma and see if he’s OK.”

Akane nodded, then went off to find Ranma.

Moments later, Takara-sensei called out, “Chardin-san, would you come up to my room, please? I need to borrow you for a few moments.”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“I’m coming.” the Frenchman answered, still dressed in his impeccably white suit.

Joining Takara-sensei, Ranko and Pink, he ogled them for a split-second in the sexy kunōichi suits, before saying: “If it’s about the ninja clothes, I’m sorry but I’m not sure I would be very comfortable in those....”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Takara-sensei replied, “Well, we’re not going to worry about that yet. Pink’s sexual chi needs a boost; do you think you can help?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink was to say the least a bit flustered by Takara-sensei’s comment. Her sex-chi low? Was that even possible for her? She couldn’t even remember a time she hadn’t been horny.

“Are you sure, Takara? How are you going to fix it? Please, tell Pink. Will Master Chardin help out?”

Pink turned to Chardin, still in his white suit.

“Master do you think my sex-chi is low?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

If Chardin ddidn’t answer immediately, that’s because he was very busy peeling his face from the floor after his facefault.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HER SEX CHI IS LOW? There’s nothing sexual that can be low when Pink is concerned, believe me I know!”

Getting back to his feet, he thought about it more lengthily. “Wait... do you mean she as some sort of condition that requires to have sex more often than usual?”

If so, and if she can be cured of it, he would be glad... not that he didn’t like her as a sex slave, but her stamina could be the death of him.

“Or do you mean she just exhausted her reserves with too much sex? Then, I don’t see what I could do....”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink blinked and waited for Takara-sensei to answer all of Chardin-kun’s questions, since they were basically what she wanted to know as well.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Takara-sensei replied, “Well, the untrained initiate, even when having sex recently, cannot store their sexual chi for long, and Pink’s chi level is low... just how long has it been since you two did it?”

Ranko was there, listening, but keeping her distance between herself and Chardin.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Maybe... two hours, at most.” the Frenchman shrugged. He wasn’t going to deny it; it was like Pink had “devoted sex toy” written all over her.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

“Yup, Master got really tired and had to take a nap. Then he decided to come here to meet miss Ranma.”

Pink smiled a bit, not knowing if she insulted her master by announcing that, and also having an idea of what Takara-sensei had in mind.

“So, what you’re saying is Master and I should have sex again to raise my sex-chi, right?”

Pink grinned in anticipation.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Takara-sensei smiled. “Correct, but it will have to be quick, since we do not have the luxury of time. Now get to it.” ^_^

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Now just wait a minute! I’ve already done that for most of the afternoon — just exactly how can a ‘quickie’ change that? And just exactly HOW OFTEN DOES SHE NEED IT!?!?”

Crossing arms over his chest, he added “And anyway, I steadily refuse to ‘do it quick’. Making love is not something that should be done quickly. It’s something that should last long and be enjoyed... savored.”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink grined, smiled and hopped at Takara-sensei’s urgency of the situation. But then Chardin refused and she frowned at first, but it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

“Master Chardin is right. It is much better when it lasts longer, especially when it goes on for a couple hours!” =^_^=

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

The eyes of Picolette Chardin II rolled in their orbits. Designing Pink with his thumb while facing Takara-sensei, he simply said “You see what I mean?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Takara-sensei replied, “I agree; a proper session should take time... but that’s a commodity that my unborn granddaughter does NOT have! Now if you can’t ‘get it up’, can you at least use some ‘oral’ talent to get her energy up?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink had finally gotten the hint that Chardin would rather not have her speak out her mind, and remained quiet this time, awaiting her master’s response. But her body language easily showed how eager she was to do as the mother/sensei was ordering.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō [attn Ranma]

Louis F. Perico

Akane banged on the bathroom door multiple times.

“RANMA!!!! Dammit, you dummy! You going to be in there all day or what???”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Well... I guess I could do that.” he answered Takara-sensei, a bit irritated.

His pride now riled, Chardin certainly didn’t mind giving a little show of his talents... especially in front of the scowling redhead that so much remind him of Mademoiselle Ranma.

“Pink-chan... could you come here, please, and remove your panties....”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink was giddy with excitement, now that she knew she would be lucky enough to experience Master Chardin’s many oral talents once again. She bounced over to the Frenchman, right past the redhead that acepted her challenge earlier and Madame Sensei, removing the ninja gear in the process.

“MMph, too hard to just remove the panties. So I’ll take it all off!!”

Pink stood in front of her master, her tail swinging behind her eagerly as she bobbed up and down on her toes, making a certain body part bounce for everyone’s, I think I can safely say, enjoyment.

“Master, are you going to use your amazing oral skills again? I can’t wait!!”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Why I am not surprised...”Chardin smirked.

He gestured to the obedient catgirl to turn around.

“Now, show me your back... and don’t try looking at what I’m doing.”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink nodded and turned around quickly with a hop, her tail lashing around at the quick movement.

“By back, did you mean back or ‘back’?”

She bent forward so her behind was sticking back, and shook it from side to side a bit for emphasis. She also placed her hands over her eyes so she wouldn’t peek.

“What type of surprise do you have for Pink, Master?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

“Well, if I tell you, it wouldn’t be a surprise.” he answered while stroking the fur of Pink’s tail.

Kneeling behind her, Chardin grasped her thighs, gently forcing the catgirl to spread her legs, and steadying her. His mouth then begin to stretch, doing the amazing feat of reaching her sex... from behind.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink purred in excitement as she felt Chardin’s gentle hands stroke the soft fur of her tail from behind.

“OK, I won’t ask any more questions.”

Chardin hardly had to add pressure to the catgirl’s thighs as they slide apart effortlessly. Chardin’s lips found, as they located her sex blindly, that she was already moist in anticipation, licking her own lips as she waited for more.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin’s inquisitive mouth and tongue kissed and licked the surface of Pink’s puffy folds, tasting them as much as testing them. Satisfied by their moistness, the tip of the mouth starts wiggling its way between the outer lips, while the tongue slithered inside like a snake.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink’s legs shivered lightly as Chardin’s mouth and tongue got to work on her sex. Her breathing quickened and mixing with low purrs and growls of pleasure. Her tail was snaking and wrapping about the Frenchman’s neck. At first, the fur smoothly ran along the flesh of his neck, but as Chardin’s tongue probed deeper and deeper, the grip of her tail got tighter and tighter. Not enough to choke, but enough for him to feel the actual flesh and muscle under the soft fur.

“Prrrr... oh that’s amazing master... oooo can I peak yet?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin couldn’t answer verbally, since his mouth was very busy. But he soon showed Pink that there was more to come.

As is tubular mouth made its way deeper into the catgirl’s wet snatch, his hands were steadying their grip on Pink’s fleshy thighs. Once he was satisfied her balance should be kept, he willed his long mouth to get rigid, clamping inside the sex-slave’s hole like a horn.

Slowly, he rose from the kneeling position to get upright... lifting the female body atop him like an equilibrist... with some helping from his arms but most of the weight resting on his funnel-like mouth... gravity ineluctably impaling Pink on the flexible appendage.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Ranko: O.O

Takara-sensei: O.O

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink moaned and purred even louder as Chardin’d lips and tongue slid deeper and straightened themselves rigid within her, sending chills through out her spine. Next the totally unexpected happened to her, as Master lifted her into the air, so she was basically sitting on his face, spread-eagle, six feet in the air. The sudden change in movement caused her to uncover her eyes and realize where exactly she was, causing her sex to clasp tightly in surprise and shock, even as she slides further on the long rigid mouth. Her tail grasped his neck much tighter, practically cutting off his air supply, while her hands simultaneously grasped onto his shoulders for balance. Her own panic sent spasms of near orgasmic pleasure rushing straight through her entire body, making her squeal instead of yell out in panic.

“EEEEEE... OH Master, this is amazing!!!!!! AHHHH... more surprises... more surprises!!!”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin wavered a bit on his legs, the trashing catgirl on top of him not helping much. He pulled on her tail to untie it from his neck... it was difficult enough like this, no need to try it in apnea.

Once a precarious balance was reached, the Frenchman grabbed Pink’s hand, keeping her arms rigid and away from her body, to immobilize her. Now, Chardin’s head standing straight, the full weight of the catgirl rested on his horn-shaped mouth... passing under her bottom then going straight up into her sex. There, it was pumping regularly into the dripping cunt, imitating one big fleshy cock, shaking Pink’s whole body with each thrust.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink resisted a bit from Chardin removing her hands from his shoulders. The fact she was so high off the ground was a bit unnerving, but she couldn’t struggle for very long. The simple pleasure she was receiving from his wonderful mouth was just too much for her, and she succumbed to him easily. Once his mouth began to pump in her like a cock, she could only hold out for so long before her body shook in orgasm. Her clear fluids ran down Chardin’s cheeks, her breathing rapid and tried as she squealed in delight.

“Ahhhh.. eeeehhhhh... Oh yes.... Mouth fuck me.... Oh so good!!”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Despite the strain he felt in his jaw and neck, Chardin didn’t relent, wanting to give Pink at least one or two more orgasms.

So, as the mouth was thrusting into the catgirl’s sweet hole, his tongue was curling inside, tickling her cervix, and the tip was snaking out of the dripping sex to reach the hood of the clitoris... licking, pushing up the little nub, and circling it like a small boa.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink put her head back and howled out loudly in her current state of pleasure, unaware they were being watched. Until, as her head was back, she spotted the wide-eyed Ranko staring at them. Pink wasn’t ashamed or anything about her predicament, but grinned and licked her lips a bit. Moaning still, her tail wrapped about her waist to meet Chardin’s tongue at her clit, and joined his tongue wrestling with it for position.

“MMMmmm... Ranko... do you want to help... ooooooooo... me too??”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Ranko shook out of her stupor. “Um, say what?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink wasn’t expecting to have to repeat it and could barely muster the sentence once again between moans of pleasure.

“Want... to... help... Pink.. too?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Ranko blushed a bit, feeling like a fool. “Yeah, why not....”

The redhead then noticed that she couldn’t reach Pink’s sex... but she COULD reach the catslave’s feet.

“Always wanted to try this.” Ranko said as she began to kiss and lick Pink’s feet, using her tongue to access the pleasure points upon them....

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

Chardin’s tongue reacted to the competition of Pink’s tail, at first by tentative licks to determine the nature of the intruder. Then, the fleshy appendage seemed to accept the challenge, waving and wrestling with the catgirl’s hairy one in a weird dance.

Lashing out suddenly, it wrapped around the extremity of Pink’s tail... and started dragging it back where it came form... inside the catslave’s cunt, along with the huge mouth that was still humping her.

The Frenchman couldn’t see past Pink’s buttock, so he hadn’t yet noticed Ranko joining. The redhead, though, could certainly notice the bulge in the man’s expensive white pants.

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

pink_the_catslave

Pink follows Ranko with her eyes as she agreed to help out as well. Having her feet licked was more pleasurable than she ever imagined. Ranko must have studied anatomy a lot, because she found all her pleasure points right away causing her to purr and moan even louder. Pink tried to tug her tail from Chardin’s tongue’s grasp, but his tongue was much more durable. The sensation of having her own tail slide past her clit and into her sex as Chardin’s mouth humped away at her instantly sent her to another climax, causing her to shiver all the way down to her toes in ecstasy.

“AAAHHHH... God... yes!!... Oh more, don’t stop!! Make me cum again!!”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

St Fan, Kami of Writer’s Block

In spite of Pink’s urgent pleas, Chardin did stop. Retracting his mouth, he quickly licked his lips of the delicious catgirl’s juice.

“Sorry, Pink-chan... but we agreed on a ‘quickie,’ remember? Replenishing you ‘sex chi’ doesn’t involve making you pass out from exhaustion, right?”

Gently, he lowered her to the ground, and made his strained neck crack once or twice.

“Beside, if we continues I’ll just get too excited and want some too.”

Turning to Takara-sensei, he smirked. “Now... will that be enough as ‘oral sex’?”

Re: Arrival at Takara Dōjō

Louis F. Perico

Takara-sensei got out of her stupor, and nodded.

“Yes, Pink’s fine... but YOU need to rest your weary back, young man.”

She approached him sensually, softly fingering the Frenchman’s neck.

Within moments, he was tired enough to go to sleep, and she and Ranko gently lay him on a mat.

“Good, he’s earned the rest. Pink, get into you ninja costume. Ranko, grab Akane and Ranma.”

Ranko went off....

Re: Rejoining the group

pink_the_catslave

Pink pouted a bit, and quietly did as she was told by both of her superiors, slowly slipping back into the tight-fitting ninja getup. The area between her legs was getting a bit damp, but it was hardly noticable unless in direct light.

“What exactly are we gonna be doing anyway that requires me to have high sex-chi?”

She noticed Chardin was sleeping again, and frowned.

“Did I wear Master out again?”

Raid on Mishima Heavy Industries

Louis F. Perico

Sensei replied, “We’re doing a raid on Mishima Heavy Industries; you’ll need the chi for combat, of course.

“As for your master, he will be all right... he just needed a rest.”