Qai got back to the main floor of the restaurant only to screams of shear terror coming from behind the establishment. After watching the elderly crone bolt past him, he followed and made his way behind the building. There he found in the center of the backyard was a dome of solid energy of some sort, that he doubted even he would be able to escape easily from. Considering his friends tested new traps and containment fields by asking if it was Qai-proof, that said a lot.

Inside the dome was a small pink cat and the boy from earlier, he recognized the life energy to be similar to the girl from earlier. All of a sudden the boy passed out from shear terror and the dome dissipated and the other female, a god by his guess walked over to him and slowly brought him back to the world of the conscious. The old woman seemed to procure a kettle from thin air, reminding him much of what he does with his own odds and ends he stores within his coat.

Seeing the cat shift into a girl did not surprise him much. He had been to many realms and had seen many stranger things. Ranma finally regained his senses and looked at the ground shamefully. The goddess seemed to comfort him and asked him to try again. Ranma then sat in a meditative position and delved deep into his mind after a bit Shampoo, after he finally remember her name, took a small canteen and dumped it over her head. Once again the cat she slowly and cautiously approached Ranma.

Sweat visible poured down his face as the cat got nearer. He relaxed slightly as she mewed questioningly at him and paused. This went about for some time, and Qai say it as no consequence motioning that he wished to talk to, Bast was it, later, he ventured back to his futon and decided to recover more of his depleted power.

Outside Ranma finally was able, after six hours of countless tries to remain calm as Shampoo tried to get close to him, to keep calm and pet the cat. Granted it was woodenly and stiff, he was still petting her. All of a sudden the world seemed to cease being fuzzy. Everything was crystal clear and sharp as a bell. His senses, being honed for the last decade in the Art, all of a sudden became twenty times better and more accurate. It was if some one had removed extremely dark shades from his eyes and all was seen.

Bast smiled and understood how her avatar felt. He finally completed his training in her Art after so long and so much suffering. She herself had been nearly ready to not only tear her hair out, but to maim, murder and dismember Genma. The dome was drooped, and so was Mousse. Cologne returned Shampoo back to her human form, and she was all over Ranma like he was her lifeline. Shampoo first looked into Ranma’s eyes and her limbido was subconsciously responding to his want for her. Bast nodded and said, “You two have your fun tonight, but tomorrow I will ask Qai to spar and train you. You would do well to learn from him, his power is great.”

They all went inside except for Bast and Mousse who was left in the cold night air, forgotten. As soon as they were in their room, Shampoo was undressed in less time it took to blink. She was practically ripping Ranma’s clothes off of him to satisfy her urges, that is until the rings between her legs flared sending her reeling in such ecstasy that she could not stand up. Ranma wordlessly picked her up and set her on the bed. He finished what little there was left to undress and lay next to her. Shampoo was almost drooling but the climax of gigantic proportions was ebbing and she wanted more. Slowly this time she started to rub the ample flesh of her bosom against his side and slipped one hand down on to his cock. Feeling it rock hard she looked up and seeing his nod, she climbed up on top of him and held on for the ride.

Shampoo was not disappointed and Ranma did his job well. The rings still provide a unique tugging sensation as his asako slid in and out of her vagina. Her pert chest had nipples that felt like red-hot rivets. When Ranma reached up and pinched, then rolled them between his fingers, she came hard. Shampoo almost collapsed against him, but her will and his will to be pleased was too strong and while her brain was Swiss Cheese her body rode up and down. Ranma was enticed at how her boobs bounced with his thrusts.

Just as she came for her third time that night Shampoo was beginning to think clearly and thought, Oh no, I have barely thought all night, now if I cum again, I will surely pass... That was as far as she got. For Ranma then came within her and set off her orgasm. He felt every muscle of her inner walls clench around his cock and spasm. With a cry, she fell asleep ontop of him, and did not wake till morning, as did Ranma underneath Shampoo.