RANMA HENTAI RPG, THE HENTAI REALITY – 16: start

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Compilation by St Fan


[CONTINUED FROM EPISODE 15, THREAD 5]

Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

"You have got to be kidding me!" Ranma exclaimed, holding up the 
"uniform" that Ukyō had handed to her.  Actually, that Ukyō had tossed 
at her as she lay in the tangled covers of the futon.

The uniform, if you could call something with so little fabric a 
uniform, looked like it would barely cover what it was supposed to 
cover, and if it did, like it would have a hard time keeping those bits 
covered.  There was sort of a French maid motif going: black with frilly 
white highlights.

"I can't wear this!" Ranma exclaimed emphatically, while at the same 
time she couldn't help but think how wound up it would get Ukyō's male 
customers.  If there was one thing Ranma liked to do better than fuck 
when she was a girl, it was to give some "male" a bad case of blue 
balls.  Some would say it was a vengeance trip for them having balls and 
her not at that moment.  Ranma just knew it was fun to see the way their 
faces changed colors, not to mention the way they kept having to adjust 
themselves.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

"Oh yes you will, Ran-chan!" Ukyō demanded in a firm tone.  "You owe me 
a lot of yen for your training, and that is the standard uniform for 
waitresses in my restaurant."  Ukyō could be just as hard as Nabiki when 
money was involved, and she knew Ranma well enough to be aware that she 
certainly wasn't shy about wearing clothes.  And technically she was 
telling the truth; that WOULD be the uniform she would have waitresses 
wear that worked for her... if she had any.

"Besides, you wore things more provocative than this when you were 
trying to prove to Tsubasa you were more of a lady."  Of course, Ukyō 
also remembered the other things Ranma did in that bunny outfit with all 
the boys around her.  And if some of the customers wanted to fuck Ranma 
(or herself), she could charge them more.

"So get in this uniform and start busing.  We're going to have hungry 
customers with big appetites." Ukyō said with a flashing grin.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

"That's what I'm afraid of..." Ranma grumbled as she pulled on her 
outfit.  Pull was the operative word.  Petite as she was, it was still a 
bit of an effort to squeeze into the uniform.  The matching panties slid 
up into both her ass crack and pussy split as soon as she pulled them to 
the top of her hips, and she felt like her breasts were going to burst 
free of her tight top if she dared to take a deep breath.  Looking down 
she saw what looked like acres of cleavage.  She could easily picture 
what she was looking like as she bent over tables to deliver food, and 
she knew, as sure as she knew Akane would get pissed at her, that at the 
very least one jerk would pull the old drop-his-fork-and-ask-her-to-
pick-it-up-for-him trick.

In truth, deep down, Ranma was rather looking forward to strutting her 
stuff.  It was always a nice ego boost, and lord knew she could use the 
tip money.  But there was that contrary part of her that pretty much 
forced her to adopt a belligerent attitude due to circumstances making 
her do this, instead of it being her own idea.

So, instead of smiling in anticipation, she scowled.  She'd make them 
pay for being such jerks.  She'd get them so hard and horny that they'd 
barely be able to walk, and their balls would glow in the dark.  She 
took one of her usually long masculine strides toward the door, and 
almost swooned in pleasure as her bottoms rubbed and pressed against all 
the right spots.  Her knees quivered and her breath caught.  Drawing in 
a careful breath, she started toward the door again, this time taking 
much more ladylike steps.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

Outside the Ucchan's, a few morning customers were waiting for the 
restaurant to open.  They were hungry and, being mostly students and 
salarymen, not disposed to wait overly long.

"Sheesh, shouldn't it be open already?  I thought it wasn't in the 
cook's habits to be late." one young man mumbled while looking at his 
watch.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

Ukyō smiled as she watched Ranma do her little prance.  She was quite 
sure that business would be very good this morning.  She quickly strode 
open in her chef's uniform (while leaving her top slightly open to 
expose a bit of her own cleavage).  "Welcome to Ucchan's, boys!  We have 
a special today so I hope you all brought your appetites!"  With that, 
she threw open the door and went behind the grill to get it started.  
She could hear the gasps and "ooohs" from the boys as they stared at 
both her and the scantily-clad Ranma.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

Despite her inward grumbling, Ranma put on a smile that could have put a 
diabetic into sugar shock.  She was a past master of flirting and making 
guys feel good.

Or, to be more blunt, being a perfect little cocktease.

She bowed, nearly spilling her breasts out of her top, and said in a 
cutey voice "Welcome, welcome, please come in and let us serve you."


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

The male customers quite naturally stared at the petite (but well-
endowed) redheaded waitress who was greeting them.  This lasted for a 
few seconds, and they regained their wits just in time to prevent the 
drool from escaping their mouths.

Thankfully (for Ranma), none of the guys present were from Fūrinkan, and 
as such none who knew about her curse could recognize her.

When they followed Ranma-chan inside, their gaze kept glued on her ass 
prancing around.  Finally, a pair of young men, probably of college age, 
sat at the counter.

"Wow, Kuonji-san... your new waitress is really cute!" one complimented.  
They also noticed, to their great pleasure, that the cook wasn't wearing 
her usual chest-binding contraption, making her chest a much more 
pleasant sight than usual.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

"Yeah, she is quite a beauty, isn't she?" Ukyō said as she flashed her 
lover a smile.  Then whispering slightly so Ranma couldn't hear.

"The poor dear was absolutely yen-less and absolutely starved for 
attention.  The way she was going around, I'd think she'd do anything 
for any guy that they would want.  I just had to take her in, for her 
own protection."  Ukyō then started flipping okonomiyaki to her 
customers.

Then she flipped a bunch to Ranma, aiming deliberately higher so the 
guys (and herself) could get a good look at her goods.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

Ranma lifted off her feet slightly as she reached for the flying 
okonomiyaki.  There was nothing jerky or startled in her motion, it was 
as smooth as a ballerina in flight.  Her body stretched out, and then 
lightly floated down.  So, too, did her skirt float, up around her hips, 
revealing her thong-clad bottom... the back pulled deep into the crevice 
of her ass, making it seem for just a second like she wasn't wearing any 
bottoms at all.

Her large breasts bounced inside her top, and when they stilled they 
were even more precariously retained than previously.  Ranma's skirt 
settled around her hips for a second, till she whirled lightly toward 
the table the order was for, causing it to flare upward once again, this 
time giving the guys a good look at her camel toe before settling down 
again.  She leaned over to place the order on their table, her breasts 
wobbling insider her top and the back of her skirt raising up high 
enough to give the guys behind her a glimpse of heaven.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

Every male in the restaurant stared at Ranma-chan, while the time seemed 
to flow slower during her (fan)servicing jump, as if in an artistically 
designed slow-motion.  Those who were drooling tried to pretend it was 
from the appetizing choice of okonomiyaki, but it wasn't much 
believable.

A few female customers also stared, but it was most in jealous anger at 
the tart that was so shamelessly strutting her stuff.  Then, those who 
came here as a couple proceeded to bitch-slap their boyfriends.

The two patrons at the counter, head turned backward to the point of 
straining their necks, turned back to Ukyō with silly, maniacal grins.  
The one wearing glasses had them all foggy, Tōfū-style.  They squirmed a 
bit on their stools, as if their pants were suddenly uncomfortable.

Like a pair of zombies, they brought the menus to their face, although 
it was doubtful they could read anything with how their eyes were 
glazed.  After an indefinite moment, Ukyō's smile (and cleavage) brought 
them back to Earth and they finally made their choice.

"I'll... take... the... special seafood okonomiyaki, please.  The one 
with shrimp and calamari and salmon and tuna...."

"Huuu... for me... the vegetarian double special...."

Ukyō could already be happy of her ploy... those were some of the most 
expensive okonomiyaki they were ordering.

"And... a pitcher of fruit juice, please."


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

Ukyō grinned with delight as she placed two of them on the counter in 
front of them.  If Nabiki were here, she'd probably be shortchanging 
them on the food, but Ukyō had too much pride as a chef to ever do 
anything like that.

"Here you go, Ran-chan!" Ukyō cried put as she hurled another one a bit 
lower.  This one forced Ranma to bend over, giving everyone a good view 
of her tight ass and the panties that she was wearing.  Ukyō watched as 
the boys devoured their food with lust without even realizing it.  In 
fact the boys were eating faster so they could get "served" again.  
Another quick twirl of Japanese pizza towards two girls who Ukyō knew 
liked to "munch" was deftly caught by Ranma, which gave them a view of 
her full breasts.

While Ukyō was twirling okonomiyaki, she was also telling the customers 
some of the "things" that Ranma had to do.  She could tell by the 
bulging of their eyes and pants that it was having a very arousing 
effect on them.  Ukyō actually started to rub her thighs together as she 
talked a little dirtier and undid her own top a little bit.

"I'm telling you guys, the girl was so desperate she didn't even know 
the meaning of the word no.  She said there isn't anyone she wouldn't do 
or any request she would turn down."  The perverts scarfed their food 
like it was a last meal.  Ukyō could tell it wouldn't be long till the 
customers wanted a "change of menu".


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

Oblivious to Ukyō's comments, Ranma was focused on doing her job and 
putting on a good show for the customers.  True to her earlier promise, 
she was fully intent on working the guys up into a froth -- not to 
mention the two girls who were staring at her avidly.  Ranma would deny 
it, but cock-(and pussy)-teasing made her hot.  The knowledge that the 
people watching wanted her body, badly, was a big turn on.

And who could blame them, she was one hot little number.

The fabric of her thong had by now forced its way in the split between 
her pussy lips, and was soaked with her juices.  The wet silk rubbed 
against her clit every time she moved, and Ranma got even hotter with 
the knowledge that she was frigging herself in plain sight of all the 
horny customers.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

The two guys sitting at the counter, that Ukyō was chatting with, were 
the most fascinated by Ranma's prancing.  They had often to turn around 
completely to keep their eyes on Ranma-chan, which meant they were 
eating their okonomiyaki without looking.  As a result, they often took 
bite of the napkin or the plate, but didn't even seem to notice.

That is, until one started chocking, the food going in the wrong pipe.  
He frantically waved for Ranma, who was carrying a pitcher of juice, to 
come closer.  Grabbing the pitcher, he messily started drinking from it 
to clear his throat.  Most of the liquid dripped down his chin and fell 
on his lap.

Letting out a big sigh, the customer then looked down at his drenched 
trousers in annoyance.

His friend, the one wearing the glasses, blinked once... and then he 
called for Ukyō's attention.  "Hey!  Look at what your waitress had just 
done!  You've gotta clean up his pants immediately, or they'll be 
ruined!"


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

Ukyō groaned inwardly at the guy's rather cheap attempt to get laid (not 
at the attempt, but at the trick part).  She knew Ran-chan was many 
things but she was NOT clumsy.  Still a part of her wanted to get things 
going.  "Well sugar, if you take off your pants, I can put them in the 
washer for you so they don't stain.  Or you can have my waitress help 
you out."

Glancing at Ranma-chan: "Ran-chan, these two customers want to talk to 
you about the level of service you were providing!  Can you come over 
here and see how you can help them out?"


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

Ranma's frantic gymnastics came to a halt and she blinked as she came 
out of her focused state.

"Level of service?" she repeated in a questioning tone.  Then her eyes 
narrowed and she glared at the two boys.  "You got some complaints about 
my work?" she growled.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

Ranma's glare, and the menace in her voice, would have been much more 
efficient... if she wasn't still a cute-as-a-button redhead in a way-
too-small pseudo-maid waitress-outfit.  As such, she wasn't impressing 
the boys much, despite her attempt.

"I can't--I don't have the time to take off my pants." the customer 
protested to Ukyō -- though one could only speculate about his slip of 
the tongue.

"Yeah," the other retorted to Ranma, "you sprawled fruit juice all over 
my friend's crotch.  Now, you gotta help him clean himself."


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

Ukyō was in a bit of a quandary.  On the one hand, she felt an urge to 
pummel these guys for being a tad rude.  But she realized all these guys 
wanted to do was get into Ranma's panties, so that kinda made it OK.

Still, she was the proprietor of the restaurant and she didn't want to 
cause anything to hurt its reputation.  (Although its reputation for 
carnal acts for some reason never seemed too bad to her.)  And to be 
honest, judging by the mood of the boys and the two girls in the back, 
it wasn't going to take much to get someone to scratch her own growing 
itch.  But she also felt a need to stick up for Ran-chan a bit.

"As the owner of this restaurant, if you need some help you can come 
back here and I will see what I can do for you.  Ran-chan, can you see 
that the customers are taken, WHOOPS!!" and with that Ukyō's hand seemed 
to 'slip' and her next serving seemed to land over the other boy's shirt 
and pants.

"Oh dear, I hope its not too hot?" she said in a little cute voice.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

Ranma rocked backward on her heels a bit at the volume of sound coming 
from the customer's mouth.

"Well, looks like you got things taken care of here." she said to Ukyō, 
slicking her hair back in place with her hand.  Turning with a flounce, 
which caused her skirt to flip up for just a second, she skipped off to 
one of the other tables.

Ranma didn't normally skip, but she was in cute girl mode, her version 
of it, and she'd long ago noticed, on another waitressing job, that 
skipping brought about bigger tips.  Especially if combined with a low 
cut top.  Her breasts, already on the verge of popping out were really 
only being held in place by luck more than anything else.

"What can I get for you, guys?" she asked as she came to the nearest 
table.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

There was one rule that young Japanese males tended to follow strictly: 
when about to do something, even if utterly foolish, ridiculous, or even 
dangerous... then, do it nonetheless with utter seriousness and 
dedication, as if it was the most important thing in the world.

In the Hentaiverse, this naturally also applied to perverted things.

The two ridiculed guys, if they had been wise, would certainly have 
concluded that their lame attempt was unwelcome, and that it was best 
for their continued health to let the matter drop.

They were neither wise, nor even simply just smart enough, so they both 
stood up and walked decidedly toward Ranma-chan.

While she had her back on them, each lad grabbed an arm of the redhead 
with their own, and started dragging her matter-of-factly toward the 
toilets, deadly seriousness on their face.

"Now, lady, since both our pants were soiled by yours and your boss's 
clumsiness, we demand that they get properly cleaned!  This require your 
help, unless you want us to give a bad rep to the level of service of 
this restaurant!"


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

Ukyō shuddered as she watched the boys walk up to Ranma in a bold tone.  
It reminded her of her days when she was "impersonating" a boy.  How a 
small group of them would walk up to her and demand she "put out".  She 
would always give them a snide remark or even insult them, knowing it 
would make them more aggressive.  Then they would grab her and make her 
do all kinds of things.

Memories of being used as a sex toy was running through her brain and 
she subconsciously undid a button on her top, exposing a bit more 
breasts.  The other customers seemed to be enjoying themselves as well, 
giving both girls leering looks.  Some of them were even starting to 
touch girls close to them.  Most of the girls were trying to push the 
hands away.  Ukyō wondered if there was going to be a mass rape here in 
a few minutes, not only on Ranma and Ukyō but on most of the other girls 
here.  There were a lot more men than women, and judging by the two 
women she saw earlier, Ukyō was sure they'd be helping the men.

"H-Hey!" Ukyō cried although not with as much force as she could.  "If 
anyone here wants to say something about the service, they can talk to 
me about it back here!"


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

Ranma reacted in a casual way; her perky smile didn't even waver.  Using 
the boy's arm's as a pivot point she arched her body, taking her feet 
off the ground and inverting her body so was bent almost in half.  Her 
powerful stomach muscles continued the move, arching her legs out over 
the heads of the boys, destroying their balance and causing them to 
stumble backward, and making them loosen their grip on her arms.

She took hold of a wrist in each hand and kept on twisting, ending up 
behind the boys, her feet on the ground and with an arm from each boy 
wrenched upward an awkward angle, forcing them to lean forward.  She 
delivered a hard kick in the ass to one boy, and sent him flying head 
first across the restaurant.  With a hand free, she reached into the 
back of the pants of the remaining boy, and took a nice firm hold on his 
underwear, and then ripped it off his body.

The underwear didn't give up easy; it stretched a good way before 
tearing, giving the unfortunate boy one hell of a wedgy.

Spinning the underwear on a finger, she said, "I'll get these cleaned up 
right away."


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

The boy that Ranma-chan had so unceremoniously parted of his underwear 
let out a pretty shrill, girlish scream, thanks to the mean-spirited 
wedgy.  The other males in the restaurant squirmed on theirs seats and 
closed their legs in empathic reaction.  They were still staring at 
Ranma quite lustily, but also now with a healthy amount of fear.

Clearly not wanting to argue any further, the two lecherous guys huddled 
in a corner like a pair of beaten puppies.  From the glances they were 
throwing toward the exit, they were ready to bolt out any time now.

Before the chef or the waitress could comment on this, however, a new 
visitor regally entered the restaurant... while idly commenting:

"It is a wonder you can make any money in this dingy place with the way 
you treat your clients...."

The rotund, weirdly dressed man looked around the Ucchan's with disdain 
while smoothing his bleached-blond beard.

"That is unimportant, now, anyway... since you have already found your 
BETTER place in life... SLAVE!" Bakuchi-Ō King haughtily added, looking 
straight at Ukyō.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

Ukyō's face turned bright red as she listened to the man insult her 
beloved restaurant.  "How dare you!" Ukyō snapped back at the King, 
forgetting her idea to act meek to win Ranma's sympathies.  "You won't 
get away with it.  My Ran-chan here is all ready to take care of you!  
And if... she loses, we'll fuck every male and female customer here in 
the place!  You can even do it like some ancient pagan camp where they 
ravished all the women!!"  Of course, Ukyō was fully expecting Ranma to 
beat the King up and take back her pride, and not thinking of her trying 
to gamble it back.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

> Ukyō's face turned bright red as she listened to the man insult her
> beloved restaurant.  "How dare you!" Ukyō snapped back at the King,
> forgetting her idea to act meek to win Ranma's sympathies.  "You won't
> get away with it.  My Ran-chan here is all ready to take care of you!

'Damn straight!' Ranma thought with a nod of her head.

> And if... she loses, we'll fuck every male and female customer here in
> the place!

"Say what!" Ranma exclaimed, her voice lost in the sudden excited murmur 
rising from all the tables in the place.

Eyes moved between Ukyō and Ranma-chan, and the Gambling King, who very 
likely had never been the object of so many well wishes and prayers for 
good luck to flow his way.

> You can even do it like some ancient pagan camp where they ravished
> all the women!!"  Of course, Ukyō was fully expecting Ranma to beat
> the King up and take back her pride, and not thinking of her trying
> to gamble it back.

Ranma, of course, could have disavowed Ukyō, and walked out, leaving her 
to her fate.  The thought never even crossed her mind.  She fully 
intended to have stern words with Ukyō later on, as a guy, about 
wagering things she didn't have any right to wager.  Forgetting, of 
course, that her gambling losses to Ukyō actually gave the cook those 
rights.  But for the moment, she put a stern expression on her face and 
pointed a finger at the Gambling King, announcing "I challenge you!"

The effect was spoiled more than somewhat by the skid-tracked underwear 
that was still hanging from her finger.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

Bakuchi-Ō King blink-blinked his beady eyes, as if not following all the 
going-ons, and being quite confused by Ranma-chan and Ukyō's rambling.

"Challenge?  Fight?  How pedestrian!  I have no intention to lose my 
time in such fruitless endeavors...."

This, of course, brought plenty of disapproving murmurs from the crowds, 
who were hoping for a chance to oblige Ukyō into fulfilling her wager.  
But the Gambling King paid them no head.

"I have no business with you." he flatly said to the redhead.  "I came 
here only to fetch my wayward slave." he added, pointing toward Ukyō 
with his cane.  "And it is out of question that she'd service the men in 
this place.  This privilege is for the big winners in my new Casino King 
-- the former Tendō Dōjō!"

With this announce, he started throwing away some advertising tracts, 
the papers raining over the clients of the restaurant.

Facing Ranma-chan again, the con man concluded: "If it is your wish to 
gain back your boss's freedom, then you can come and met me in my casino 
for a proper challenge -- around cards.  But be sure to bring something 
of equal valued in exchange to wager.  Or maybe you can inform one 
Saotome Ranma of the deal, so that he comes himself.  That coward seems 
to be hiding and carefully avoiding me since I came into town."


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

Ukyō couldn't help but grin evilly as she watched the King insult Ranma.  
In just a few minutes he would be getting ready to splatter the King's 
organs all over the floor.

"Damn!  I better get a mop!" Ukyō exclaimed.  Quickly flipping over a 
few more meals she ran back to get the cleaning equipment before the 
violence began.


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

"I ain't no coward!" Ranma blurted out, and hastily reworded her remark 
an instant later.  "I mean Ranma ain't no coward.  He'll be there, and 
he'll clean your clock.  You'd better pick some leaves on the way over 
to the Dojo, because that's all you're going to have to wear when Ranma 
is done with you, and ain't no one here want to look at your peanut 
dick."


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

To Ranma-chan's challenging words, the King solely reacted with haughty 
dismissal and contempt.  Ranma knew the expression quite well -- she'd 
seen it on her old man often enough.  Though this guy was -- something 
the redhead hardly believed possible -- even more condescending than 
Genma.

"Right, whatever... your handling of the language is truly horrendous, 
young lady.  Anyway, I am glad to hear you'll be able to somehow 
transmit the message to that yellow-bellied chicken of Saotome.  Now, 
can I go fetch my stupid slave?..." he asked, casually pulling a leash 
from his pocket, "... or are you going to try and stop me?"


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

'Just got to see if I can push Ran-chan a bit closer to me...' Ukyō 
thought to herself.

"Excuse me, Mister King?" Ukyō said, trying to sound as contrite as 
possible.  "But since you are my new 'master' now and it is breakfast 
time, would you like me to whip you up something?  I used to cook all 
the time for Ran-chan and he just LOVED my cooking.  But if I belong to 
you, I guess I won't be able to cook for my true love." Ukyō said with 
her lip quivering and she looked longingly at Ranma.

'Way to go, girl!' Ukyō thought to herself.  'There is no way Ranma will 
risk endangering both my love AND me cooking for him.  Soon Akane will 
be down on the fiancée pole where she belongs!'


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

T.H. Tiger

Ranma was fuming, and alarmed at the prospect of losing one of his 
cooking fiancées.

She was aching to push her fist through his smirking face, but after his 
remarks about her male side it could come across as him hiding behind 
her skirt, and it was a pretty small place to hide too.

"You just wait, asshole.  Ranma Saotome is going to kick your ass at 
anything you choose.  And don't worry about the stakes.  I'll put myself 
up as his stake.  That's how sure I am he's going to win.  I'm going to 
get him right now, so don't you even think about leaving.  You try it 
and he won't play your game, he'll just break your legs and have done 
with it."

Ranma-chan turned and headed for the back door.  "Don't worry, U-chan.  
Ranma will be right back to save your pretty ass."


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

St Fan, Kami of Writer's Block

Just as Ranma-chan was about to exit, Bakuchi-Ō King raised his cane 
before her path, leveling it right at the level of the redhead's 
generous chest, forcing her to stop.  "I have little faith that you are 
actually going to be fetching Saotome out of his hiding... but in fact, 
I don't care.  He isn't so important; he can wait.  I have, at least, 
one half of the perpetrators of that heinous crime over my person at my 
beck and call."

The bearded man turned toward Ukyō.  "When I'll want you to cook for me, 
I'll command you so, slave.  Now, put on this collar and prepare to 
follow me."  He tossed her the dog collar connected to the leash.

"I'll leave to your waitress the task of closing your restaurant.  Of 
course, since I am depriving your patrons of their cook... I think I owe 
them a little compensation.  So, here is something to make sure they 
wouldn't have lost their time by coming here...."

The King suddenly flicked his cane, just under Ranma's nose, and -- 
right when her danger sense flared -- a puff of smoke escaped the tip, 
the powder hitting Ranma-chan in the face, immediately making her 
sneeze.

"With this industrial-strength aphrodisiac, your little cock-tease of a 
waitress will surely find a good way to entertain your clients... 
BWWAAAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!


Re: Place Your Bets - Ucchan's

ray_rcz

Ukyō grumbled as she put the collar on and started walking out of the 
shop.  If it wasn't for the fact that this was a perfect chance to get 
on top of the pecking order with Ran-chan, she'd be slicing this guy 
into bits and grilling up the remains.

With practiced skill, she tied the end of the leash around the King's 
wrist.  "Make sure you hurry up and rescue me, Ran-chan!!" she 
practically ordered as she played the damsel in distress about as poorly 
as one can.  Of course, with the aphrodisiac floating in the air, it was 
probably Ranma who needed a rescue.

Then with a huff she went out the door, swiftly dragging her "master" 
with her right on the ground.


[TO BE CONTINUED IN THREADS 1 & 2]