RanPorn03 Porn World By Jim Robert Bader (Once again, my thanks to Takahashi & the other creative talents whose characters I borrow for the purposes of this decidedly peculiar Lemon series...) The Third Helping HENTAI ALERT! LEMONY-LIME FLAVORING AHEAD! CONTAINS SCENES OF A GRAPHIC AND ALTOGETHER GRATUITOUS NATURE THAT TOUCHES ON MATURE THEMES NOT DEEMED SUITABLE FOR NUNS AND RABBIS. THIS DECIDEDLY OOC SERIES IS SET IN A WORLD WHERE LESBIANISM IS COMMONPLACE AND MEN ARE ALL BUT EXTINCT, YET TERRIBLY LONGED FOR, WHERE WOMEN RULE AND MEN ARE A DYING BREED, ALL SAVE FOR RANMA AND A BOLD FEW MEN WHO STILL REMAIN TO PRESERVE THE "Y" CHROMOSOME OF THE SPECIES, YET THEY ARE RUNNING SCARED FOR THEIR MORTAL EXISTENCE BECAUSE THE WOMEN OF THIS WORLD ARE HORNY! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Necotec University, Dorm Rooms: Megume Morisato was feeling restless, put upon and bored. As a Freshman in her Fraternity dorm she was left with the minor duty of watching house while her friends and fellow Fraternity sisters were out partying and scoring with the girls of the Cheerleading squadron. Megumi was left minding the store while they were out having fun, and all she had to keep her busy was the latest magazine on motorcycle maintenance, which was not exactly sexy reading though she was masturbating furiously to the modeling girls whom they used in the display pictures. Megumi was hot, horny and frustrated since she had broken up with her last lover, Sorya, who herself went on to pursue other interests. Being the low girl on the totem pole was rough in the Necotec Motor Club, but it sure beat her first year when she was a mere pledge in her dormitory, playing "Cycle Bitch" to the horny Biker chicks who lorded it over her like Queens reigning on her parade. Megumi had lost count of the number of times that she had been **penalized** for seemingly minor dorm infractions, and the penalty was always stiff, hard and tubular, so much so that bending down for six months had been a definite **problem.** She was ever-so-glad that they had a new undergraduate to fulfill the role of Bondage Submissive, though Megumi did feel a pinch of sympathy for the new girl, who was currently trussed up in the "Dungeon" downstairs enduring the fate of all Pledges who wanted to make good in the hottest club on the whole campus. In truth she had not had a good fuck in quite a while, nothing more than some light, affectionate "petting" with Miyuki and that new girl, Morgan. She missed the intimacies that she had used to share with her friends during their lunchtime orgies back in high school, and now she was stuck here practically living like a Buddhist Nun while waiting for her Dorm "superiors" to get back from a night of debauchery, revelry and heavy drinking. It was enough to make any girl want to frigg herself silly, and yet she also discovering that she had developed quite an appetite from waiting. It was only after fretting a bit about the shape of her budget that she elected to give into temptations and order take-out on the phone (privately hoping that she could convince the Delivery girl to stick around for a "Quickie" in lieu of her usual tip). So she started dialing numbers, only to get a wrong number on her first three tries. In frustration she decided to try once again and picked a number out of the phone book that looked promising, though with a name like "Heavenly Dishes" it was bound to be something low-calorie they were serving, like maybe one of those diet specials that had been springing up in the fast-food industry of late. Either way, she was hungry enough to eat-out the waitress at a topless bar, and with that thought in mind she dialed the number and waited to hear the voice of someone living and not pre-recorded. What she got was a voice whose first two syllables made Megumi sit upright, feeling a spark to her spine as though something electrical were toying with her earlobes. An incredibly sensual voice said, "Mushi-Mushi...you have called the goddess hotline, please stand by and a representative from our office will be by to pay her a personal visit." "Uh...what?" Megumi blinked, "Is this a..." "Hello," a voice softly purred in her earlobe, causing Megumi to start in alarm as someone seemed to be poking her head right out from the wall behind her, someone whose light breath tickled the hairs along Megumi's nape and set her pulse to racing even before she turned and saw the heavenly beauty smiling at her with a warm invitation in her smile with just a hint of mischief in her pale blue eyes, her mist-brown hair dangling long and seductively about a flawless face of absolute beauty...not even marred by the curious markings along her cheekbones and forehead... YGGDRASIL SYSTEM CENTRAL, HEAVEN: "All right, contact's been made, subject responding to arrival by Belldandy." "Roger that, I have a confirm on contact, establishing link now to Goddess Central." "All systems standing by, locked, loaded and ready. Awaiting confirmation of wish to give the final go-ahead." "Good," Peorth nodded before turning to the System Administrator and saying, "Everything is in readiness, Urd. All we need to do is have Belldandy grant this mortal her wish and we can put Operation Lazarus into motion." "Maintain readiness," Urd replied, "I'll inform the chief." She touched her earring and said, "All is in readiness, my Lady. Once my sister encourages this mortal to make her wish and establish a contract we'll commence with the second phase of our plan, over." "Permission granted," a warm and motherly voice spoke into Urd's ear, "You have my full support and approval. Let Operation Lazarus begin." High on her throne of glory the Supreme Goddess, Amaterasu Omikami, sat and waited news of the success or failure of the operation. After much preparation they were finally going ahead with the program. Yggdrasil had been primed and readied with probability scenarios and protocol guidelines in place to insure that nothing went wrong with the restoration process. They had to make sure that system integrity was maintained and that nothing went awry due to the improper wording or mistiming of the wish, so there were contingency and backup logarithms already in place to insure that the results matched the projections already elaborated through various test-runs of the program. So much hung in the balance of this wish. The very nature of the human species was at stake, to say nothing of the status of the Gods and Goddesses of Heaven. A wrong turn could prove to lead to disaster, and Amaterasu had already known far too many examples of failure while working to perfect the Lazarus program. This had to work or else their labor would be all for nothing, and to the Sun Goddess of Japan such failure was simply not an option. She had to get her brothers back, and this was the best means so far projected for restoring balance to the system. It might seem strange to those who knew her, but Amaterasu dearly missed her brothers, Tsukiyomi and Susanowo. It was true that they could be a bit rash and headstrong at times, and they were certainly no feminists, and they had more than their share of faults as brothers, but at least they were a familiar presence while sharing the power of the Trinity Throne of the Heavens. They absence was acutely felt, and the fact that she was now the sole ruler of the Yggdrasil system could be a bit overwhelming at times, to say nothing of a real pain-in-the-rear as it gave her next to no free personal time to speak of. They had been a part of her world almost from the ultimate beginning of the Japanese form of Heaven, and for them to be diminished like this just felt...wrong somehow, and extremely unsatisfying. Yet when the Virus hit over fifteen years back it had produced some unexpected side-effects not conceived of by any programmers. In less than five years the male half of Japan was gone, the same as throughout the rest of the world, while the women who remained were benefiting from the symbiotic X-chromosome- reinforcing nature of the plague, which tended to reinforce femininity to a degree that was amazing. Not only were the women of the world now beautiful and perpetually youthful but they had such strong immune and regenerative systems that they could heal back even from near-fatal injuries, and they had an aggressive hormonal imbalance that drove the majority of them to heightened states of Nymphomania, which meant that they tended to promiscuously screw one another at the drop of a set of panties. This proved to be a boon to goddesses of love, fertility and sex, but not so good for the male gods, who until they had been the top dogs around Yggdrasil. Gods might be known for their resistance to mortal diseases, but in this case the reputation was unfounded. Gods were, in actuality, highly dependent upon the energy of belief that their mortal worshippers tended to feed them through daily prayers, chants and meditations. The sudden demise of the majority of their male worshippers was a crippling blow, to be certain, and suddenly all those dead male souls had to be processed by the Afterlife Recovery Department, but the greater damage had come at the expense of the reputation of the male gods as benefactors and dispensers of Justice and Mercy. The surviving women tended to BLAME the male gods for their failures in stemming the spread and effects of the virus, and the fact that the plague had started out in a notorious bastion of male chauvinism certainly did not help the male cause one damned bit. Moreover, the longer that the world persisted without men, the more the memory of what a man was gradually began to slip from the consciousness of those women who did still worship the male gods without blame or recrimination. Slowly the stream of belief shifted from male gods to female deities, and soon the Goddesses were strutting around like randy teenagers high upon the female equivalent of Viagra. The male gods lost power and began to slip away from their positions of prominence, some falling into a curious lethargy that was the first precursor to an actual slumber, and then they would got to sleep and not wake up, dreaming dreams of lost glory and nursing their wounded pride over an affair that was most definitely not of their collective intention. The truth was that the Virus was actually the creation of a Wish Spell using a powerful artifact that had a direct access link to the Yggdrasil system through a back-door that had been left untended for some eons. No one had seen it coming when the impious mortal harbinger named Happosai had quite literally wished all men out of existence. The system had taken that command and converted it into a new set of program protocols that had literally shifted probability lines to create a super-virus that aggressively attacked the "Y" gene in human males, wiping out a host in a matter of days while leaving untouched the X-chromosome, which it actually worked to reinforce. A few males had been converted to hermaphrodites by the virus, but for the most part men were gone, totally eradicated out of the system, and by the cosmic law of "As Above, So Below, and Vice Versa," this created a sympathetic rebound that had effectively wiped out the male gods by plunging the majority of them into a state of null-existence. That was the fate that had befallen Amaterasu fellow gods in Heaven, and the reason why she and the surviving Goddesses had taken over many of the functions that had once belonged to their masculine counterparts. Take Urd, for example...she was now the very Goddess of Love and Sex that she had always promoted herself to be, even though her actual function pre-Virus was Goddess of the Archives of the Past, a tedious administrative post that had once driven her to boredom and distraction. Similarly, Peorth, the former Goddess of Roses, had assumed the post once held by the Thundergod Raiden, and she was having some difficulty coping with the sudden surge in weather-related powers that came with that position. It was far more drastic for Amaterasu's counterparts in the other branch offices of the Heavens, though in truth she was not sorry to see such blustery types as Zeus and Odin be replaced by more reasonable sorts like Hera and Frigga. She was even more gratified that those swaggering dogs, Jehovah and Allah, had been forced to take a drastic demotion since the Goddess Sophia had risen up to assume much of their duties. The people of the middle east now prayed to her, the Goddess of Wisdom, rather than to the stormy and tempestuous Land Barons who had made the city of Jerusalem such a battle zone for decades. The Great Spirit of the Americas was now an obscure Amerindian Goddess of the plains, who was set and determined to reestablish the civil rights and liberties of her native people, while in Europe the Earth Mother, Gaea herself, was making a real comeback, along with her Celtic counterpart, Rhiannon. Between them their followers were pushing for legislation to halt the long slide towards environmental degradation that the male gods had formerly been promoting, and Wicca was now the fastest growing religion in the West. All of this was on some level highly pleasing to Amaterasu, and yet the price paid for the rise of Goddess Worship was too high in her personal estimation. She wanted men to come back into the world, and so did her counterparts in the other Pantheons. As thrilling as it was to be the ones finally calling the shots in the celestial worlds, they still terribly missed their brothers, husbands and sons and wanted to find a way of restoring he male gene back to the human genome. That was why the goddesses all pooled resources and formed committees to study the feasibility of overcoming the new protocols within the system. It was decided that the only way to counter a wish with effects this extensive was to craft another wish and feed it into the system, and combine that with a new alteration in the virus that would render it benign to both the "Y" and "X" chromosomes. Then male children could be bred back into the system through gene splicing and various other recombinant methods. They had agents stationed in various research facilities just waiting to announce the discovery of a new and important "breakthrough" in combating the Virus. All they needed was the go-ahead and put these plans into operation... Only problem was that the Yggdrasil system had been carefully designed with many failsafes to avoid inappropriate data-transfers, and that meant that the Wish had to be issued by a Mortal through the pre-selected approval process. That meant finding a mortal who could be coaxed to phrase the wish in an appropriate manner, and that meant having to charge one of their most accomplished young goddesses with the task of encouraging such an all-important wish to be spoken and granted. And that was why Belldandy was now on earth seeking as client a young girl selected for her worthiness of receiving such a blessing. This Megumi Morisato had proven to be a highly promising candidate due to her enduring (without complaint) the humiliation and exploitation of her peers at Necotech University. She had a pure heart and a good soul with a clean record and was only moderately promiscuous by the standards of the time (of course, the worst pre-Virus wanton would have qualified as a celibate Nun by the standards of the new system), so if Belldandy could keep her mind on her work long enough to explain things to the girl so that she could use her One Wish to bring men back into the system... All of Heaven held its breath and waited in anxious anticipation as Belldandy calmly explained about the goddess system then sought to help Megumi to understand what was at stake here, and how she could be used to redeem the male half of the human species. "Whoah..." Megumi exclaimed after Belldandy had finished with her sales pitch, "You're telling me that it all rests on my shoulders? That I have to wish for this to happen and the men will come back into the world...just like magic?" "Well, actually," Belldandy replied, "We can't just mass-resurrect the entire three-billion-plus pre-virus population of the planet. That would take too much energy and would be a gross violation of the system-protocols of Yggdrasil. What we can do is insure that male children born today will grow and mature without being adversely affected by the virus while we ferry the souls of the men who died before their time into these new bodies, then within a generation there will be enough men restored to the system for it to be self-replicating and stable. Men will impregnate the women whom they desire and the average will once again be close to fifty-fifty for male and female children, so the next generation will benefit from your wish, and you can too if you choose to become one of the blessed women chosen to bear male offspring." That's a lot to put on my shoulders," Megumi said, "You're asking me to be the one who bears the responsibility of wishing for a return of men to the planet...and I can't for the life of me see why you found me worthy of such an honor." "Well...I can," Belldandy admitted as she studied the girl before her, "I can see by looking at you that you are a very kind-hearted person, one who would do for others without thought of reward or compensation. You also have the most amazing eyes, so clear and bright, rather a lot like my younger sister, Skuld..." "Really?" Megumi asked, both flattered and fascinated to find herself being complimented by such a stunningly beautiful girl, even one who claimed to be a genuine goddess. "Oh yes," Belldandy assured her, "In fact, even if I were not here to bestow a wish, I think that I would very much like to spend time with you and..." "Um...you would?" Megumi swallowed. "Oh...I am sorry, I didn't mean to get distracted," Belldandy shook herself out from the longing stare that she had been giving the mortal girl before her, "You see how it is? Even in Heaven the Virus has sorely afflicted us. Our worshippers these days are people like you, only the greater majority of them are not as thoughtful and considerate as you, and far too many are into gratifying their desires. It is so difficult to find a pure soul these days...and all that energy feeding into the system...it gets a little distracting at times." "No fooling?" Megumi asked, finding herself quite fascinated and taken with the soft-spoken gaijin girl offering to make her the savior of an entire planet. "It is hoped that, with the restoration of men back into the system, that it will take some of the energy out of things and allow us to get by on a more natural level of sexual arousal," Belldandy continued, "As it is...it's a bit difficult to get any work done, and the urge is upon us nearly all of the time to take each other in hand and share intimacies and warmth, such as I would long to do if we had more time for fooling around and...Oh my! Did I just say that?" "Uh...yeah," Megumi swallowed thickly, "You just did." "Anyway," the goddess forced herself to be resolute, "What we want you to do is to wish that men would come back into this world, that men will be restored to a co-equal place beside women, and that the virus will no longer harm men or cause problems for our future. That's all we need is for you to do is to phrase this as a wish and then I will input it into the system, and then we will done here and...we can get onto discussing other business..." "Really?" Megumi asked, "You mean, like...if I say this wish...then you'll reward me?" "Oh yes," Belldandy smiled, "I very much want to reward you even now, but first the wish must be spoken, and then the system protocols will be adjusted to allow the return of men to this planet." "Gosh," Megumi felt awed that so much would be riding upon her, though in truth she barely even understood what was being asked of her in making a wish of this nature. On the one hand she was curious to know what men were like, and how she might do her part to undo the harm brought about by the plague...after all, her mother had described men to her once, and she had seen pictures of what they were like in old books, magazines and internet files... On the other hand...curiosity aside, she had also heard a lot of bad things about what men were like and what they had done to the world, and the things which they might do if they were returned from oblivion. She had never actually seen a living male of her species that she could remember, and while her mother had described Megumi's father in loving details (and mentioned in passing that Megumi had had an older brother who perished from the virus while still an infant) the truth was that Megumi had no idea just what a man truly was and why they were considered such a big deal in the first place. Still and all she felt compelled to trust this sexually compelling young woman, though exactly why Megumi was no longer so certain. After all, aside from walking through the wall to enter the room that they now occupied, Megumi had no actual proof that she was indeed talking to a real-live goddess (despite the fact that she looked like one, which was awfully compelling). It made her just a wee bit skeptical, in spite of her intuitive liking for this Belldandy. So she asked cautiously, "Mind telling me something? If you're an actual Goddess, why did you pick me instead of someone else? I mean, aside from that 'pure soul' thing, I'm nobody special, and I just can't believe that you're leaving something as important as this in my hands. Are there, like, people in important government positions that you ought to be talking to?" "Actually," Belldandy replied, "You are exactly the sort of person whom we need to make this wish, and it is not that easy to find a pure soul in government circles. Besides, we have worked out a precise wording that you must speak in order for your wish to have the effect that we desire. And besides this, the System Protocols are not set up to allow a more widespread and generalized knowledge of our existence, which is why we must be careful about to whom we reveal our true nature. If too many people knew about us as a concrete reality then they would turn to use to solve all of their problems, and not just the ones that overwhelming for mortals. It would also severely compromise the principle of Free Will since humans must choose their destinies and make their own important decisions. It's quite understandable that many people doubt or deny our existence...it's only natural, but in their hearts they still believe in us, even when they claim not to, and we're more than content with that arrangement." Megumi had to admit that this Belldandy was either on the level or quite a masterful tale-spinner to weave out a web of probable lies and half-truths as internally consistent as all that. It both increased her respect for the lovely girl and intensified her latent skepticism, making her wonder if maybe her new guest were a little too slick and pat in her answers. After all, Megumi still found it hard to believe that such a heavenly being would be coming onto here, a mere mouse of a mortal human, when there were girls in school who were infinitely prettier and more desirable. That made her wonder if this might not after all be some kind of put-on job by her club with this girl a hired actress reciting these lines for their amusement. Sure, that fit in with the sort of cruel pranks they could sometimes play at Megumi's expense. Get her all pumped up and feeling righteously important for once in her life, then let her down by revealing the gag later in a game of "Gotcha!" where Megumi would wind up looking like a fool for being gullible enough to believe in this girl's claims at face value. She decided to play along for now just to find out how far this Belldandy would carry through on the joke, but in the meantime she did not have to act hard in order to believe her, because this beautiful gaijin was definitely the sort of girl you wanted to listen to at length. As such she said, "So...how do you want me to phrase this wish again?" Very carefully Belldandy replied, "Wish for men to be restored to the world, and that the Virus be converted to a benevolent strain that will not harm men and women, and that balance will be restored to both sexes. Can you remember to say it that way?" "You want me to wish for men to come back into the world and not be hurt by the virus and that men and women will both live long and happy lives, is that it?" Megumi asked, studying the play of light over the features of the goddess. "Not quite," Belldandy smiled warmly, making Megumi's heart skip another beat, "You have to remember to word it exactly as I just explained it to you. Go ahead and practice a bit so that there won't be any mistakes that will allow system glitches into the spell. Can you do this?" "Uh...system glitches?" Megumi blinked, wondering why a goddess was using so much computer terminology in describing a supposed miracle that she was hoping to bestow. "Yes," the goddess replied, "At present the system is full of them...it's all my little sister, Skuld, can do to keep on top of the bugs. You see, long ago our predecessors decided to create the great machine of heaven called Yggdrasil, an organic computer shaped like an enormous tree that processes and maintains order throughout the universe and keeps reality from breaking down into chaos..." "I thought that was handled naturally," Megumi replied, "Like with Chaos theory." The Goddess smiled all the more deeply and replied, "This is not quite the same as in that Helen Hunt movie you saw a few years back about that dinosaur- populated island. There are no primitive cavemen here seeking to club you and drag you away, Morisato-san...not that I could blame them if there were...for dragging you away, that is..." Despite herself Megumi blushed, "You...saw that movie?" "Several times on dates," Belldandy replied with fondness, "Peorth loves that movie...but the Chaos Theory described there is only a crude analogy for what happens when things break down within our system. We are the Order that lays hidden within supposed Chaos, and Yggdrasil is the powerful attractor that restores balance when the system goes into a state of random flux." "Wow," Megumi found it impossible not to memorize each detail of the lovely face of the Goddess as she expostulated on the analogies between Heaven and a giant computer, but she remembered herself enough to say, "Um...so...you want my wish to be about asking for men to be restored to the world, that the virus be rendered benign and that balance and equality be restored between the sexes?" "Yes, that's it exactly," Belldandy nodded, "Now say it as a wish and it will be granted." "All right," Megumi paused to think on the precise wording that she was about to say, then she licked her lips and replied, "I'm kind of nervous...sorry about this..." "There is nothing to be sorry for," Belldandy assured her, "You're doing very well under what must be very difficult circumstances." Megumi felt a thrill go through her as she stared at the beautiful girl before her and gushed, "Gosh, you're so nice...no one's ever been this nice to me before, not even my mother." "You deserve to have nice things happen to you, Megumi-chan," Belldandy replied as she leaned closer to the mortal. Megumi could not help herself and blurted out, "If only I could have known you before...I wish that I had someone as nice as you for my girlfriend!" Then belated realization overrode the hormonal urges that were coursing through her, and Megumi hastily slapped her hands over her mouth as the horror of her imprudent act sank in. She saw surprise in the eyes of the goddess, then a broad, beatific smile crossed Belldandy's face, making Megumi's world suddenly feel whole and somehow complete. For a moment she was entranced within the eyes of the indescribable and incomparable beauty, then Belldandy sat back, as serene and content as the Buddha. "Um...does that one count?" Megumi asked nervously, only to have her own eyes go wide mere moments later as the facial markings of the goddess started glowing... All around Yggdrasil station chiefs and technicians threw up their hands or threw down whatever object was available and collectively groaned in mass- disgust. Urd covered her face with one hand and felt the coming on of a massive migraine, and Peorth just winced and growled, "Dammit, Belldandy! For once couldn't you have put some restraint on your urges and been a little less irresistible?" "Six years hard work down the drain," Urd sighed, "Oh well...maybe we'll get lucky with the next candidate. Have Bell recalled at once and we'll try again with a different deserving mortal..." "Um...Ma'am?" one of the lesser Goddesses spoke up timidly from her post, "There's...been a little...complication with that..." "Huh?" both Urd and Peorth chorused together, then they studied the program configuration in dismay, hearing the overall system pronouncing the word, "GRANTED" in bold capitol letters. "You've got to be kidding me..." Urd said in dismay, "It went through?" "The wish was granted?" Peorth looked stricken, "Belldandy...!" High above them on her Throne of Heaven, Amaterasu just sighed, "And we were so close this time...just a few words away from completion..." "I knew this would be a risk," remarked the goddess Kishijoten as she appeared within the vast celestial chamber to serve her lady her evening cup of tea, "I gave you even odds on its success or failure, and now the gamble has backfired and Belldandy has effectively elected to stay with a mortal on the Earth." The Sun Goddess eyed the Goddess of Luck as she accepted her tea-cup, then blew on it before saying, "You did try to warn me about this...but I never supposed that Belldandy of all people...Peorth must be heartbroken." "It's the nature of the Universe to play dice with the best plans of mortals and goddesses," Kishijoten replied, "Do you want I should keep an eye on her? I'm busy monitoring the new Reality Nexus down in Nerima, but..." "No, Urd and Peorth can manage that well enough," Amaterasu sighed as she sipped at her tea and contemplated the future, "Tell me, old friend...do you foresee even the possibility that we will one day succeed in bringing men back into the world...or are we wrong to even try? Has Yggdrasil judged humanity for us, and are we better off with trying to simply live with that verdict?" "You're asking me if we should meddle or not?" Kishijoten smiled enigmatically, "Surely you know that it has always been my policy to do as little meddling as necessary to maintain the balance for a given reality. Take the Nexus, for example...what a handful he is..." "He?" Amaterasu glanced up in surprise at the implied pronoun, then belatedly remembered, "Oh yes...the special case...the boy who masquerades as a girl thanks to that Jusenkyo curse of his. Good way of baffling the Virus, but not too practical on a wider scale. The curse of Happosai only permits the survival of men who can hide their sex from the protocols of the system. By the way, how is that project coming along right now?" "Swimmingly," Kishijoten grinned wryly, "In fact the dear boy has just been introduced by his mother to his new fiancées, who are only now finding out what a man can do when he's as good as actually bedded..." NERIMA, JAPAN Tendo dojo: Akane was still working out when she heard the door to the dojo slam shut, and then she turned around to see a panting redhead and frowned in annoyance, wondering why the girl looked so disheveled and haggard. "What are you doing here?" she demanded. "EEP!" the redhead all but jumped as she belatedly saw Akane standing there and she threw up her arms to cry, "Please---don't...I'm tired, I...!" "Calm down, you," Akane scowled, "I'm not gonna jump you." "Y-You're not?" the redhead asked from between her fingers. "I'm not like my sisters you know," Akane explained impatiently, "I don't mess around with just any strange girl who walks in here strutting her stuff the way you did." "Hey, didn't strut anything!" the redhead immediately protested. "And as for that...thing you turn into," Akane made a face, "I'm even less interested." "Y-You're not?" the redhead started to relax a bit, "Uh...why not?" "Because I don't find men the least bit interesting or attractive," Akane explained, "And before I met you I didn't even know what a guy was anyway...and that thing between your legs? Puh-lease! I've known Herms who had ones than that..." "Hey!" the redhead protested. "Relax," Akane sniffed, "You're as safe around me as if you didn't exist at all, and don't even get me started about what a couple of perverts I've got for my older sisters. I'd much rather bed them than you, and those two girls who came with you..." "Ucchan and Shampoo?" the redhead asked uneasily, "What about them?" Akane gave the redhead a derisive snort and said, "They seemed awfully interested in you a few minutes ago..." "Hey, that wasn't my idea!" the redhead protested, "That was my Mom's notion of getting to know them better, and why do you think I switched back to being a girl as fast as I could jump into some cold water?" Akane arched an eyebrow at that, "You don't like being able to turn into a guy?" "No way!" the redhead insisted, "I'm safer as a girl, and besides, being a girl feels natural, while being...that...sure as hell isn't!" To this Akane could only blink her eyes, losing a touch of her angry resentment as she pointed out the obvious, "But...according to your mother...you were born a..." "Man?" Saotome Ranma winced, "So what? That ain't the real me anymore! Mom sure saw to that when she dumped me in that Jusenkyo water while I was still a kid. Saved my life, and than the Kami for that." "So...you'd rather be like this?" Akane asked. "Hell yeah!" Ranma responded, "In fact, if I had my way, I'd never turn back into a guy ever again! Do you have any idea how exhausting it is to have girls pawing all over you, trying to suck on your dick, then put it in their boxes and ride you like you were a pony?" Akane blinked again then said, "Is that what they were doing in there? Sounded more like they were trying to milk a cow or something." "Well, they sure were trying to milk me!" Ranma fumed as she ran her fingers through her crimson forelocks, "I mean, I've been around Ucchan nearly all of my life, but this is the first time I've ever had to run away from her when she wants some loving...and that Shampoo! Man, she could smother a guy with those grapefruit-sized bangers..." "Um...yeah, they did look kind of big," Akane admitted, trying not to feel inadequate on the subject of being a late bloomer, even as she glanced down at her own top and wondered if she would ever mature like her two older sisters. "And firm," Ranma replied, "Beneath that layer of softness she's like all steel and muscle, like a big purple haired cat, only it's more than cream that she wants in her pussy..." "Okay," Akane said, "So I guess you're feeling a bit put upon, so what do you want me to do about it?" "Do?" Ranma blinked, "I'd rather you did nothing, that's what I want! I'm tired and I need to get my strength back. Oh man! If guys feel like that after being sucked about three or four times then it's a wonder they didn't go extinct years ago..." "Nihao, is you in there, Airen?" a kittenish voice purred from outside. "Kuno!" Ranma started in dismay, "They found me!" "Come out, come out, Ranchan," another familiar voice playfully mewed, "We want to play with you some more...and where are you hiding your Mister Happy?" "Mister Happy?" Akane repeated with a perplexed expression. "I was hoping they'd forgot about me," Ranma whispered, "They were digging on each other so much..." The door to the dojo started to slide open, and like a shot Ranma leaped high and wedged himself between the rafters, leaving Akane to blink as she faced the hungry faces of the two new girls and her equally horny sisters, all of them quite naked and looking as though they were fresh from pleasuring one another out in the middle of the Tendo living room, which no doubt was what they had been doing when Ranma managed to slip (or crawl) away for the security of the koi pond. "Oh, Ranchan!" Nabiki called out, wearing a wide grin (and nothing else), "Are gonna be a good boy and come play with us some more? After all, we are your fiancées..." "Oh my, yes," Kasumi agreed enthusiastically, "Mother said we could have the rest of the day off so that we could get to know each other better, and we do so want to get to know you, Ranma-kun..." "Uh...guys?" Akane was more than slightly disturbed by the hungry, predatory looks in the eyes of all four girls, even granted that such expressions were far from uncommon in her sisters, just never turned this way at the exact same object of mutual interest. Kasumi and Nabiki generally pursued very different types of girls from one another, and for the two of them to feel equally drawn to the same girl---um---guy...was more than slightly unsettling, to say nothing short of outright disturbing. "Fess up, Sugar," drawled Ukyo with her heavily Kansai accent, "Where you hiding Ranchan? And don't pretend that you're not interested, because that walking stud-farm's been with me for years and I never could resist her charms...even when I didn't know what all she's been hiding." "Um," Akane suddenly felt a strong compulsion not to be open and honest under the circumstances, and so---completely out of character for her---she lied on the spot and said, "Haven't seen her---him...I haven't seen him around anywhere...sorry." "That's odd," Nabiki mused, "I could have sworn I saw her sneaking out here after taking that dip in the koi pond." "Aiyaa...then where Airen go?" Shampoo wondered. "Don't know, can't help," Akane shrugged, "Sorry." "Oh my," Kasumi remarked, "I wonder where she could have gone? And we were only just starting to get to know one another..." "Yeah, not like Ranchan to run from an orgy," Ukyo remarked, "I wonder what's up with that?" "Come along, girls," Nabiki waved a finger, "Back to the house and let's fetch our clothing so we can give chase to our missing iinazuke. I'm sure, between the four of us, that we can convince him to come and play with us a bit longer." "Is right," Shampoo said cheerfully, "And did we no leave Kasumi-friend tied to table?" "Oh dear, that's right," Kasumi said as if surprised at the reminder, "Madoka- chan will be wondering why we left her there all of a sudden. It would be rude not to pick up where we left off, yes?" Akane waited until the four girls had departed before she closed the sliding door once again, then she turned in time to see Ranma drop down from the ceiling, a bit startled at the hasty motion as the redhead moved so fluidly that she was practically silent. "Thanks for covering for me," Ranma said, "I'm sorry I made you lie to your sisters..." "Well...it's not like it's for the first time," Akane shrugged, "So...what are you gonna do? You can't dodge them all the time, not unless you plan on going back on the open road and defying your mother." "Kami-sama...don't wanna do that," Ranma shuddered, "She doesn't carry that katana of hers around for a fashion accessory, you know, and she can be awfully insistent about having her way in an argument..." "Yeah, mothers, tell me about it," Akane shrugged, "So there you are...sooner or later you're going to wind up on the floor with all four girls, and you're going to have to learn to give them satisfaction..." "Kami-sama...what a nightmare," Ranma winced, "Mom sure knows how to drop the bombshell on you, and that's not even going into her ideas about martial arts training..." "So," Akane looked interested, "You do martial arts too, huh? Wanna spar?" "Uh...sure you want to?" Ranma asked warily, "I mean...I'm used to sparring with Ucchan, but sooner or later our matches always wind up as variations on the 69 position..." "Well, I'm not your Ucchan," Akane said firmly, giving the redhead a defiant look, "And I only want to spar with you, not fuck you." "Um...you sure that's it?" Ranma asked cautiously. "Yeah, what else do you think I'd want to do with you?" Akane gave her a leer, "Although you are kind of cute when you're like this, the thought of what you might turn into is enough to keep me sober." Ranma blinked at this, "And why is that?" "Because I'm a lesbian," Akane said, "I only do girls, not guys who turn into girls, and unlike my sisters I do have some control over my hormones." "Oh," Ranma began to relax, "A lesbian? Really? Why didn't you say so in the first place?" "Because I don't advertise the fact, Dummy," Akane punched the other girl in the shoulder, "C'mon, fight with me, it'll help you to relax and take your mind off your troubles." "Well...okay," Ranma flexed her arms, "Let's see how good you are, and if your mom's as good a teacher as my mom." "You're on," Akane grinned, beginning to warm up to the other girl in spite of her uneasiness about this Ranma's male aspect. It was a curious phenomenon that has been noted elsewhere that the Virus that turned the majority of the world's female population into ardent nymphomaniacs had almost the opposite effect on the minority lesbian population. Lesbians--- far from the popular notion of rampant predatory urges---were always among the most monogamous demographic group throughout history, and while they, too, had stronger mating urges than before as a consequence of the Virus, true Lesbians did not come on to just anybody who caught their eye but tended to select individual mates for bonding with in tightly-knit girl-on-girl groups. Depending on how strongly Lesbian one was before the advent of the virus, the increasing appetite for sex only meant that they focused more strongly upon the object of their desires, and they tended to be more fidelities to their primary partners, only flirting with other girls unless a stronger emotional bond could be otherwise established. Though some Lesbians could be just as promiscuous (if not moreso) than their bisexual (or so-called "Normal") sisters, that was an individual/anecdotal thing, with the larger number of true Lesbians being more fidelitous and less promiscuous than the population as a whole. The true majority of women in society were latently bisexual before the virus turned nearly all of them into Horndogs whose raging hormones could not be tamed or inhibited, and the longstanding lie of denial that most women had used before the Virus to pretend that they "did not go that way" had long since been stripped away to reveal the truth about their latently promiscuous instincts. Bisexuals (as had been noted even in pre-plague research) tended to be the second most highly promiscuous demographic group of all, right after gay men, (who were notoriously promiscuous) but well above so-called "Straight" women (read: Repressed/Socially Inhibited/not so relaxed about their own sexuality). Striped bare of pretense, and given only one option for sexual partnerships, women tended to behave the way gender-isolated people had always behaved throughout the ages, but adapting and adopting the ways that brought the most pleasure to their lives, and that meant institutional lesbianism with any female player with whom you felt the slightest passing sexual attraction.*(See end of chapter comments) With most women the option of monogamy was simply not an issue, but Lesbians tended to remain apart from this social expectation and had gained a more widespread reputation as being more steady, less promiscuous and far more inclined towards romantic and monogamous behavior than was typical for what passed as the "average norm" of society as a whole. They still remained a dramatic minority group (and many debates still raged over whether Lesbianism was inherited or acquired during early childhood, or whether or not the Virus could cause some "Normals" to shift into Lesbians, as was the case with the more widely documented case of the Hermaphrodites who had originally started out as either men or women), but on the whole they had gained much acceptance in society as the ones who made steady and reliable employees and employers. Whatever the truth behind the legend, the knowledge that he was sparring with an actual Lesbian reassured Ranma that she was not in danger of being immanently raped (as was certainly the case for the other women in the Tendo household) and so could concentrate instead on sparring with her opponent, treating her as a serious co-combatant while assessing her skill level and modifying her own combat style accordingly. As suspected she soon found that this Akane was a capable fighter but still had a long ways to go to reach her full potential, and she even could spot the areas where the youngest member of the Tendo clan had to seriously work to improve her abilities as a fighter. For the most part Ranma was favorably impressed with her, even if she swiftly discovered the greatest weak area in Akane's technique, which was her tendency to become easily frustrated when unable to prove her superiority in the initial phase of combat. "Stand still, will you?" Akane fumed, "How do you expect me to fight you if you won't face me like an equal." "You've got to be kidding me," Ranma replied, "If you're too slow to hit anything, what makes you think I'm going to stand still and let you hit me?" "You could at least give me a fair chance," Akane complained. "I am giving you a chance," Ranma replied, "Believe me, you don't want to see what I could do if I went all out." "Oh yeah?" Akane scowled, "Try me." "Okay, but you asked for it," Ranma replied, and then she moved with a sudden speed and ferocity that took her opponent entirely by surprise, and one fraction of a second later Akane found herself flat on her back and staring up at the ceiling with the sound of little birds twittering somewhere in the distance. "Are you all right?" Ranma asked in concern as she bent down over her, partially obscuring Akane's range of vision. It took a moment for her to focus once again, but then Akane said, "What did you do?" "Kicked your butt of course," Ranma smiled, "Bet you didn't see that coming." Akane took a moment to think that over, then accepted the hand that Ranma extended to her as she allowed her sparring partner to help her back to her feet. Once they were standing side-by-side Akane smiled and playfully punched the redhead in the arm before saying, "You're pretty good, but how did you do that?" "Well," Ranma replied, "You're pretty good yourself, but you're not as fast and agile as you could be, and your defense sucks. You need to work more on dodging and blocking attacks...you're too forward and aggressive, all offense and not enough defense. You've got a lot of raw power, but you can't make effective use of it if you can't hit anything, so you need to learn to lure your foe into your reach so you can hammer them good..." "And you do this sort of thing all the time with your friend?" Akane marveled. "With Ucchan? All the time," Ranma replied, "And I don't think you ought to try taking her on until you get a lot better. Ucchan's the type who likes to press her advantages, and if you knocks you down she'll be all over you before you have time to declined the invitation." "She's that good?" Akane cocked an eyebrow, "And...what about that other girl?" "Shampoo?" Ranma shrugged, "I don't know how good she is as a fighter, but she's an Amazon, so she's probably as good as they come. I grew up learning how to fight using Amazon and other martial arts styles just as tough as theirs, and I can tell you what happens if you lose with them...almost as bad as winning..." "As bad as winning?" Akane repeated in disbelief. "Yeah," Ranma replied, "According to their matriarch, if they lose to an outsider girl, then that girl becomes their sex slave...but if they lose to an outsider, they have to marry them...so it's kind of lose-lose for you, unless you feel like being their bitch." The door to the dojo slid open and suddenly Ranma and Akane turned to blink in dismay at the four female forms standing there facing them with mutually accusatory expressions. "Thought so," Nabiki remarked, "You're not a very good liar, Akane, and we knew if we left you alone long enough you'd give yourself away in the end." "Akane," Kasumi said with a chiding expression, "You should know better than to try and keep Ranma-kun all to yourself." "Aiyaa," Shampoo said unhappily, "People who lie go to very bad place..." "And we'll be glad to help you there," Ukyo growled, "Unless you can convince us it's worth our time to keep you around..." "EEP!" Ranma gulped, suddenly quite nervous. "Nabiki...Kasumi?" Akane likewise swallowed. "And don't even think about running this time," Madoka leered as she joined their little group, "Not unless you want us to tell your Mom that you were behaving like a coward in running away from us girls...and we brought hot and cold water along this time just to make sure you satisfy all five of us this time, Ranma-kun." "H-Help..." Ranma murmured faintly. "This...doesn't look good," Akane murmured in faint understatement, realizing that she---whether willing or not---was about to get roped into affairs...one way or the other... Continued. Comments/Criticisms/Craven Pleas for Mercy: shadowmane@ridgenet.net Okay, enough with the preliminaries...I'm sure some people are asking, "Where's the damned Lemon filling already?" Well, next time we get into some "wall-to- wall" sex as Ranma-kun and Akane take on the raging hormones of five VERY promiscuous girls (and yeah, claims to the contrary mentioned above notwithstanding, Akane very much DOES get "roped" into the action, but I won't go so far as to call it a "date-rape" scene). Meanwhile, see how the rest of the world is coping to the absence of men in our next exciting tale: "Saber Marionette Y," or, "Neko-Neko, the Cultural Tom-Cat." Be there... *[Oh yeah, and standard disclaimer: Sorry if I offended anyone's sensibilities with the above comments regarding Lesbians and Bisexuals...I'm sure some people out there will inevitably take things out of context and misunderstand the point that I am making. It's my own personal belief that human beings tend to be either latently Bisexual or Same-Sex oriented and that the conduction labeled as "Strictly Heterosexual" is more myth than a biological or behavioral fact. Feel free to disagree with me on this, I don't mind, really, but please respect my beliefs as an author that a world of women without men would most definitely became same-sex oriented regardless of ideology or personal belief systems. I know that there are some who will insist---no matter what---that "Strict Heterosexual" is a legitimate label, but I would challenge them to produce evidence to confirm this since I don't believe that there is any such thing as an "Anti-Gay" gene in the human genome. We learn Homophobia through our upbringing and as a consequence of a fiercely anti-Gay cultural belief system, and the deep insecurity of man who will stoutly maintain "I'M NOT GAY!" I know that I am definitely NOT gay because I am deeply attracted to women, but I am also certain that---raised in a very different culture, like, say, ancient Japan or Sparta---I would most probably "Experiment" with other men...something that I am not inclined to do only because of bad childhood experiences that makes me leery of my own gender.] Sorry for the soapbox statement, and please forgive my biases for showing. We now return you to our previously scheduled fanfiction forums...so next time, have fun! ^_- X -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- If you wish to check out my other works, Please check out my Fanfiction webpage at: http://s11.sexshare.com/~jbader/jimbader.html All related chapters of this series can be found there along with my other works.