ANIME HENTAI HIGH SCHOOL – Ranma Saotome – 7

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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.]


[GAME START]
[Continued from ANIME HENTAI HIGH SCHOOL – Ranma Saotome – 6]

A knock at the door (Leto’s home)

Austin_S_Dakota

The run wasn’t easy. Even for one as trained as the boy was, it was a brutal exercise. It had taken almost an hour by motorcycle at high speeds to make the trip from Hentai High school. On foot it had taken the young warrior just under two. He was hurt, he was angry, and now he was a she....

“Damn it!” Ranma-chan screamed as she burst from a pond, her legs sending her several feet into the air. Landing with ease over the security gate to the Leto compound, Ranma looked around, annoyed at having actually made all the way just to get wet at the last few steps. A sudden fury filled the redhead, propelling her towards any security systems unfortunate enough the stop the raging girl. Letting her anger out against the hapless security devices, Ranma lost herself to the moment. Living in the now she lost focus of the reason of her flight, and why she was running too.

In her new school Ranma only had meet two people, and one was the daughter of Akane’s new sensei. The other, Leto, was someone who Ranma had felt comfortable with even before they had slept together. Things with Akane had gone too far. Once more, Ranma needed someone to talk to about that stupid tomboy.


Leto, Amelia, Shiro, RANMA??

Louis F. Perico

Once Shiro had filled Amelia’s cunny with his meaty wand, Leto slowly worked his meat into the Princess’s tight tush, but then....

“BWAAA! BWAAA! BWAAA! INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT!” roared the alarms, so startling Leto and Shiro that they wound up shoving their poles in MUCH too quickly.

“WHAT THE FUCK???” growled Leto. He was able to reach across the bed, mashed the intercom button.

“BEE!” he called out.

“M-m-master Leto? Oh dear....” said the ever-worried protocol droid.

Leto growled, “What in the hells is going on? Who is the intruder??”

Bee replied, “Um, sir... I think it is either Ranko or Ranma, I’m not sure which.”

Leto said, “Well, send the R2 to go zap it... NOW!”

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Moments later, as Ranma-chan was surveying her handiwork while wringing her top (like she normally does when she gets doused ^^), the R2 quietly made its way outside via its antigrav units, slowly opened its weapon doors, extended its stun rod, then ZOT!

The redhead collapsed like a rag-doll.

Bee, now glad that the psychotic girl was stunned, picked her up, and took her inside.


Beauty and the Robot (Ranma)

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma fell to the ground, her body landing lightly on the grass. She was carried easily into the robot’s holding pin. Holding the back of her head in her hands the redhead slowly began to come to. Groaning under her breath, the girl began to sit up.


Beauty and the Robot (Ranma)

Louis F. Perico

Bee said to the awakening redhead, “Miss Ranma, I’m terribly sorry for all this, but you were causing a ruckus.”

Ranma could see that she was in an infirmary within Leto’s compound, and Bee was getting a salve from the medicine cabinet.

Helping her to sit up and expose her neck, the droid began to apply the salve on the mark made by the stun bolt. It felt soothing as it came into contact on her skin.


Re: Beauty and the Robot (Ranma)

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma sighed a decidedly happy noise as the cream was applied to her singed skin. The redhead rolled her neck, allowing the robot to smear the salve across her milky flesh. In the back of Ranma’s mind it was immediately appreciated that for once she was being waited one. In her life Ranma was always doing something for someone else; in fact even when it came to injury she was usually taking care of herself in the end.

“Sorry about what I did earlier,” she said closing her eyes. Lying back down onto the exanimation table, the girl focused on the pleasing sensation the slave was having. “Is Leto here?” she asked, absently bringing up the reason for her arrival. It wasn’t often that Ranma could take a moment and just enjoy it. For her, life was always about pleasing other people. Even those times she had engaged in intercourse, Ranma had been focused on her partner more then herself. It was always something, proving to them how much better she was than they were, or focused on their pleasure.

This was nice, though; with the robot Ranma found that she didn’t have to be concerned with its opinion of her. Instead for once she could be the greedy one a soak up all the attention in the room. Somewhere, deep inside of the beauty, that was a wonderful feeling to have.


Re: Beauty and the Robot (Bee/Leto)

Leto Pelops

Bee worked the salve with one hand, and was rubbing one of Ranma’s shoulders with the other. Bee replied, “Master Leto is... um... ‘preoccupied’... with some guests of his. But I’m quite sure that you are more than welcome to enjoy yourself while you are here.”


Beauty and the Robot (Bee/Leto)

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma just sighed, feeling the robot’s cold hands moving across her skin. Rubbing her feet together she arched her neck letting the robot have access to her shoulders. It wasn’t long before Ranma’s wound was covered.

Standing up from the floor, Ranma rolled her shoulders, looking around the room. “So, what’s there to do around here?” she asked. Having been informed about Leto’s current unavailability, Ranma found herself getting bored.

B-3PO, being helpful as always, suggested a trip to the mansion gym. Smiling at her good luck, Ranma made her way there, hoping to burn off some of the lingering energy she had from her fight with Akane.

Standing next to the door, Ranma was surprised when it opened on its own. Looking into the room with awe, she was impressed at the futuristic-looking gym. Smugly she grinned, entering the room, planning to give it all she could.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

Once Ranma stepped in, the doors closed, then went as the locking mechanism kicked in.

A beam of infrared light went up and down Ranma’s body, then the computer announced, “Identity confirmed as Ranko Takara. Continue saved game?”


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma stood in the doorway of the gym for a few moments. Grinning she realized that the computer had mistaken her for Ranko, a mistake that many had mad. “Sure,” she said, smiling, “I’ll start from there.”

Ranma felt a moment of wonder at the idea of how hard her double really worked out. While rolling her shoulders and willing herself to relax, the redhead figured she was soon to find out.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

The room changed, and the appearance was now of the interior of a dojo, and there were a lot of unconscious men on the floor, all of them with their pants down, wrapped around their ankles, and the smell of sperm permeating the air.

“Initiating Difficulty Level #6.” said the computer. Instantly, a seven-feet tall, muscular robot with three penises appeared.

“I... am Sleazor Prime; you will fall before me and my lustful programming, human whore!” it said.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma’s didn’t even give the machine a chance, her foot connecting with the underside of the “jaw” of the robot. Then in one smooth motion she followed up her striking leap with a series of blows to the robot’s chest. Moving as fast as she was, there was no chance that the pervert bot would ever have a chance to touch her....


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

The robot was actually chuckling.

“Stop...stop...stop, you’re tickling me!” he chuckled. But as Ranma was machine-gunning her fists into his metal chest, his phallic devices grew like tentacles, one of which poking right into her crotch, and began to buzz like crazy right over her clit....

Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma, who didn’t understand just what kind of workout Ranko liked, took the robot’s action as a new form of attack. Her foot connected solidly with the machine’s crotch, and then moved away quickly looking for a new place to attack.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

The robot had paused, but only for a minute. It got back up, its crotch reforming from the kick it received.

”Feh.” it said, as his crotch then sprouted four tentacles, grabbing Ranma’s arms and legs, spreading her completely as the robot began to check her out.

”Your skills are slipping, Ranko.” it said as it used its hands to RIP off the blouse, exposing the redhead’s generous boobs. He squeezed them roughly, pinching the nipples, tweaking them.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma’s head came forward with an ear splitting screech of wind. Her skull connected so solidly with the robot’s, that a crack-like thunder rang out from the gym. Luckily, as Akane could attest to, Ranma’s head was made of the hardest material on the planet. The force of the attack was enough to lodge the redhead loose. Moving again despite her ringing head, Ranma began to cartwheel back, leaving her opponent behind her.

It wasn’t until she was into her seventh cartwheel that Ranma realized that she hadn’t gone anywhere. Trying to turn, she found herself weightless, her body spinning lightly a few feet from the ground. With a sudden realization the girl understood somehow she was floating, that for the moment she had no control over where her body went.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

The impact of the robot to the wall hit a control panel, thus causing the gravity controls to malfunction. The robot’s head slowly managed to regenerate as he floated upward as well.

Once the dent was gone, the robot’s eyes lit up in an eerie red, and his groin tentacles lashed out, ripping away at Ranma-chan’s clothing.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

The scene in the hologym was comical. Starting at the girl’s pant leg, Ranma’s clothing was ripped from her body in one long strip. Just like it was pealing an apple, Ranma’s clothing came undone as she spun around. Starting at her right leg, it ripped up and then back down at her left, exposing her buttery skin.

Ranma, though, continued to spin like a top. Without gravity to cause friction, Ranma had no means of stopping herself. So focused on not throwing up, Ranma wasn’t inclined to care as her boxers and shirts were torn from her body.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

Once more, the tentacles lashed out, grabbing not only Ranma’s arms and legs, but her breasts and her ass cheeks as well.

The cold appendages started kneading the flesh sensually, working heavily on the nipples, making them erect. The ones holding her legs were forcing them apart, spreading her legs wide.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma cried out as her spinning came to a sudden violent stop. The cold metal of the robot’s phallus raised goose bumps all across her skin. Ranma jolted, trying to find a way to escape the robotic cocks that coiled around her body. She could feel the warm oil that lubed the machine though the thin metal that encased the tentacles. Her body betrayed her instantly as her nipples hardened for the probing cock head. It felt like they were everywhere across her skin.

Her legs, she could tell, were being pried apart. Ranma struggled at first, fighting to keep them closed, when her backside was groped by another steely appendage. She flexed her body, but the rubbing slowly, patiently began to wear down her defenses.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

More tentacles came, one trying to force its way into the redhead’s mouth, and two for her crotch, each one releasing an oily substance, lubricating both of her entrances, while the appendages around her tits squeezed firmly.

Meanwhile, as Leto was trying to find a mallet, he noticed that the hologym was active.

“Eh.... HEY BEE!” he yelled out.

The droid made its way out of the kitchen. “Yes, Master Leto?”

“Who’s in the hologym?”

“Oh, that’s Mistress Ranma, I believe.”

“... And you didn’t tell her that the last person in there was Ranko?”

“... Oh dear....”

Leto rubbed his forehead. A cum-thirsty princess was in his bedroom with her shape-shifting boyfriend/girlfriend, and another shapeshifter was stuck in the hologym doing who knew WHAT sort of ecchi exercise program.

Leto said, “Bee... go find a mallet, and go to my bedroom. There will be a girl named Sherry or the boy Shiro atop of a woman. Follow their instructions.”

He looked at the control panel. It wouldn’t stop the program, since there was antigrav involved.

“I’ll be busy cracking this case.” he said.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma felt the smooth, mushroom-shaped cap of the tentacle ease into her mouth. Clenching her teeth, she tried to stop the invader as it leaked. A familiar salty taste oozed onto her tongue. Gasping in surprise, Ranma realized that the thing was seeping male semen. In this moment of surprise, the machine took advantage of her. Not focused on keeping her teeth locked, Ranma felt the thick robot-cock enter her mouth.

That wasn’t the only thing happening to the girl. Ranma clenched her ass, feeling a slick fluid spurting against her anus. Grunting around the mech-member in her mouth, Ranma felt the one in back ease into her rear. Ranma wiggled her bottom as much as she could, fighting the probing cock.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

The robotic tentacle in Ranma’s mouth went to her tonsils, deep-throating her hard. The other two penetrated her pussy and ass, and both began to vibrate as each one thrust in and out of the redhead’s holes, fucking her like a sex doll.

The robot looked up and grinned lecherously. “Yes, Ranko, take it! Take my cocks and submit to my lecherous ways!”


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma let out a muffled screamed as she felt the vibrating cock enter her core. It wasn’t from pain, far from it in fact. The shaking head felt better then anything she had ever experienced before. The little redhead tried to shake, but instead all she did was drive the probing tentacles deeper into her ass.

She found her mouth working on the cock like it was another of her lovers. Surprised as what she was feeling, the pigtailed girl began to make love, allowing her frustrations to slip away.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

The robot said, “Yeah... that’s it, you tramp! Suck like a pro while I also work on your nipples and clit.”

Smaller tentacles emerged, but instead of mushroom heads, the tips had suction cups. One went to each nipple, while the last one latched itself onto the redhead’s clit, sucking hard at each erogenous zone, driving Ranma wild with pleasure.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma felt herself slipping away. The sensation was too much for the little redhead. Whimpering one last time, Ranma let out a shuddering gasp as she came. Ranma’s eyes rolled up into the back of her head, the pleasure she was feeling from inside of her fanny, womanhood, and the suction on her nipples and clit was all she could take. Ranma fell unconscious as the robot-cum filled her mouth. Hanging limply, arms and legs spread wide, she floated in the room.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

Leto was finally able to hack into the hologym controls, and his eyes widened at the sight of Ranma getting stuffed by robotentacles.

“Oh fuck... she’s gonna kill me....” he said as he slowly adjusted the gravity of the room, then ending the program.

Finally opening the doors, Leto went in, saying, “Ranma... RANMA... C’mon, talk to me, huh?”


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma lay limply as Leto tried his best to wake her. Gurgling in the back of her throat, the girl didn’t stir under the young man’s questions.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

Thinking quickly, Leto picked up the redhead, dashed to one of the guestrooms with a bath, turned on the COLD water to full, hoping the shock would help wake Ranma up.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

When the cold water began to run over Ranma, the girl didn’t respond at first. In Leto’s arms she remained limp until in one moment she sat straight up. Holding her throat she coughed, sending a spray of robot-cum directly into Leto’s concerned face sending him back onto his ass. The thick white sperm spilled from Ranma’s mouth, coating her chin as she tried to catch her breath, taking several deep gulps of air before she started breathing normally.

“Where’s Ranko,” she said, looking around the room. “I’m going to kill her!” she said, standing up in the shower, paying no head to the cold spray as it cleaned her breasts and face. Stepping out of the tub, she almost left Leto on the floor when she noticed his foot.

“Leto,” she said surprised seeing his coated and surprised face. Bending down she helped him up. “What are you doing down there?”


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

“Ew.” Leto managed to say as he wiped his face of the robot-spunk.

Seeing that it didn’t come off easily, he went to the sink to wash his face, and to spit out the remaining spunk.

“I got you out of the hologym, and you were out like a light.” he managed to say.

He looked at the redhead, saying, “You seem no worse for wear. Why were you using Ranko’s program?”


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma walked up to Leto as he tried to clean himself off. Wrapping her arms around his shoulder she managed to turn him around. Smiling, she leaned up, standing on her toes and slowly licked the sticky semen from his face.

“I went in there to blow off some steam,” she said, remembering how hurt she was over Akane. “I didn’t know it was going to be fucked out of me,” she added darkly.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

Leto chuckled.

“Well, Ranko’s freaky like that.” he said, getting aroused by Ranma-chan’s licks, as well as being close to her naked body.

“She mentioned something about gathering an opponent’s sexual chi... or is it ki?” he said while caressing the redhead’s soft and silky back.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

“Both, actually,” she said as she pressed herself to him. “Leto,” she said softly, “make love to me.” She was hurt; Akane’s insane rejection form earlier bothered her deeply. “You can do what ever you want to me; just make me... feel.” she said, knowing it was very girlish.

Kissing him, Ranma sighed against his lips, feeling his warmth.

Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

Leto returned the kiss, his hands roaming all over Ranma’s soft and sensuous skin.

He then picked her up, carrying her out of the bathroom to the guest bedroom, lying her down gently. He quickly shed his clothes, then got atop of her, sucking on her breasts hungrily.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma squirmed under her lover. Using her hands she guided his mouth, sending him from one breast to the other. Her legs rubbed against his muscled thighs, caressing him with her heel. Ranma ached to feel herself being fucked, knowing that someone wanted her. It always hurt so much when she fought with Akane. At least pleasure should dull the pain.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Louis F. Perico

Leto licked his way down between the redhead’s tits, then slowly down her belly, until he reached her muff. Spreading her legs and parting her lips, he started licking and sucking at her pussy and clit, loving the peach taste coming out of her.


Re: Beauty and the Hologym

Austin_S_Dakota

Ranma placed her hands on her breasts, rolling the twin mounds across her pale skin. Opening her thighs, the redhead allowed Leto to lick her core clean. Pinching her small pink nipples, she teased the nubs to growing taut and hard. Swaying her hips, Ranma made it a game. If Leto wanted to taste of her nectar, he was going to have to work for it.


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