RanPorn06 Porn World! By Jim Robert Bader (Featuring characters and situations inspired---BUT NOT PRE-APPROVED---by Rumiko Takahashi and other Manga/Anime creators, including some of the cast of "Kimaguri Orange Road," albeit my take on these girls is VERY DIFFERENT from that of Matsumoto Izumi, the original author of the series...are we clear on that, please? No compromise of artist license is intended here, so please don't sue me! This is just a fanfic, and I'm just a minimum-wage earning nobody...) The Sixth Encore. "Mommas don't let your girls grow up to be Ninja..." WARNING---OOC BEHAVIOR AHEAD! CONTAINS SCENES OF AN ADULT CHARACTER WITH FICTIONAL CHARACTERS WHO BEHAVE LIKE WANTON NYMPHOMANIACS AND MAKE OUT WITH ONE ANOTHER AT THE DROP OF A HANKY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! "Oh, just great," Miko Mido complained as she stepped off the bus and into the middle of nowhere, looking around at the largely rural and mountainous countryside and noticing a distinct absence of anyone one hand waiting there to receive her, "Grandmother sends me out here to meet up with our distant cousins and there's nobody on hand to give me a lift. Not that I have anything against walking, of course, but I'd kind of like to have some directions so I'll know which way to head. Is it too much to ask that people plan these things in advance?" She did not, of course, receive an immediate answer, but then again, she had not expected the fates to be that accommodating. Still, it helped for her to voice her complaint aloud, even if there were no one else on hand who could hear her complaints and offer her counterpoint criticism. Not like when she was around her grandmother, who was as likely to give her a spanking as to treat her complaints as anything more serous than teenaged grumbling. Still complaining gave her something to do, which was a good thing since three hours on that bus had left her in a state where she had been ready to jump the bus driver just to get laid. It was rare for her to go six hours without screwing somebody, after all, and in a hick area like this she would be lucky to find a decent lay anywhere, let alone discover the trail leading to her appointed destination. "Sure wish Miyu were here," Miko all but hopped up and down on her feet to relieve some of her pent up frustration, "She always knew what to do to get me off when I'm feeling like this. Too bad Oneechan's gone on to be a big-time movie star, while me? I'm supposed to be training to assume the duties of clan leader, not that Grandma's likely to kick off anytime soon. Now where the fuck is the Miroku house that I'm supposed to be staying? The least she could have done was give me a map or something..." Of course she knew that was silly. What would be the point of drawing a map indicating the location of a school devoted to the training of Miroku-style Ninjutsu? Might as well create a neon sign that read, "Enemies of the Miroku, step right this way and sign our guest book before you attack us!" Even Miko knew better than that, anymore than she'd walk up to some local and say, "Pardon me, do you know where I can find a secret school of Sex-crazed Ninja women? I'm supposed to be their leader and..." All at once Miko had a sense of something approaching...not an attack, but a presence moving very swift in her direction. Her finely honed Ninja senses caused her to turn at the last minute, unconsciously falling into a defensive crouch in preparation for dealing with an enemy, possibly a member of the dreaded Sazuka clan, arch rivals of the Miroku. If so, then they would not find Miko Mido caught napping... But to her surprise a young girl of roughly her own age pulled up on a bicycle, pausing to stare at Miko from only a few paces away as the two of them confronted one another. This stranger had short green hair that she wore at pageboy length and a pair of amber eyes, and her figure was unbelievably voluptuous with huge breasts poking from beneath a thin shirt, and long legs that caught the eye and made you want to travel up and down their length from the sandals that framed her toes to the short-shorts that marked the place where her hips and thighs were joined...and was it ever riding up the crack of her shapely ass! And her waist was narrow, revealing a taunt, tight tummy from her bare midriff, and she was looking at Miko in a curiously predatory manner. Her face was certainly attractive enough, but in addition to her natural charms there was an indefinable sense of pure animal magnetism that drew Miko to her almost like a lodestone. The stranger was silent for only a few brief moments before saying, "You have had sex earlier today, but not recently...a few hours ago at best, and you are now unbelievably horny." "Yes," Miko said, releasing a breath that she had not even realized that she was holding until that moment. "I am Midori Yaku," the girl replied, "Of the clan Miroku." "Really?" Miko asked, "I'm Mido Miko..." "Then you're the one I was sent to find?" Yaku asked with a raised green eyebrow. Miko lifted a purple eyebrow of her own and said, "To find me?" "To guide you to the Miroku house," Yaku explained, "You are the heir to the Mido family, the rightful leaders of the Miroku, and you are also part Shikima, the daughter of King Shikima, which makes you our lawful Princess." "Ah...well..." Miko lacked the words to know what to say next. Fortunately, Yaku knew instinctively what Miko meant to ask and said, "We have a few hours before we are expected. Have you seen the woodlands before? The scenery is very nice behind those bushes..." Two minutes later the both of them were tearing each others clothes at and going at it like two hungry she-cats in heat. Miko could not wait to get her hands on those incredibly bosoms and spent the first few minutes of their time together rubbing her face and hands all over those generous treats. She bore Yaku to the ground and started to attack her with loving affection, her mouth in play as she painted a line of kisses all the way down to Yaku's sex, and then she plunged her tongue into the other girl's moistened snatch and went to town delving in deep for the warm sustenance of the other girl's bounty, much to the delight of Yaku, who was both surprised and gratified to be the recipient of her Princess's steamy ardor. In truth Miko was so horny she might have made out with any passing stranger, but from the moment she set eyes upon Yaku she'd had a sense of destiny, of inevitability, like she knew at once that this girl would be special to her and mean more than just a casual cheap lay. Being Miroku---and thus trained from an early age in the ways of pleasuring the female body---she instinctively knew where to go to make this Yaku dance and writhe and moan in accordance with the dictates of Miko's tongue as she delved deep into the succulent depths of her fellow Sex-Ninja. Yaku was a delight to caress and explore and her body was the most amazing thing that Miko had ever before handled, and when she flicked her tongue over the knobby, swollen button that was Yaku's clit it sent shivering waves of pleasure throughout the length of the other girl's body, which further thrilled Miko to no end and gave her a sense of joy that she had only previously before felt when in the arms of her adopted big sister, Miyu. The taste of Yaku's honey was a sweet and sticky reward for her troubles, and to judge from the animalistic noises that she made Yaku more than appreciated Miko's technique and wanted to give some of it back when the time came for her to return the flavor. So when Yaku took the initiative and rolled Miko on her back there was such a hunger in her eyes that---for a moment at least---Miko felt like a tasty deer who had just been landed by a fearsome predator, an impression that Yaku was quick to confirm as she bent down and started ravishing her lover's body, planting a passionate kiss on Miko's lips before painting a trail of lesser kisses down her throat and curvaceous body. From there on Miko was helpless to resist Yaku's charms as the latter started milking her breasts and lavishing great delight in stroking every nerve and pleasure center that she could find in Miko's body. There was a tender frenzy to the green haired girl's lovemaking that spoke of deep desire as well as long familiarity and practice, and Miko gave in without a struggle as Yaku traveled all the way down her tummy to her loins and then circled around Miko's velvety- soft shaven pussy. She took her time traveling down each of Miko's legs, giving every inch of her the special kind of attention that only one Miroku Ninja could devote to another woman, and once again Miko felt as though she were being devoured head to foot by her lover. Yaku took her time licking about Miko's ankles and the bottoms of her bare feet until Miko was reduced into squeals of laughter and was begging Yaku for mercy, but then Yaku moved up again between her legs, and this time there was no mistaking her intentions as she dove in for the kill, planting soft lips to softer labia and ravishing her down there, which reduced Miko's squeals of delight to groans of approval as she writhed and endured the best tongue-lashing of her entire existence. Gods above and below! Yaku was better at this than even Miyu had ever been, and Miko had always admired her big sister's ability to bring her off with great skill when they were training ins Sexcraft together. Obviously Yaku had some very fine teachers, and she was clearly enjoying sticking her tongue in deep and swirling it around down there until Miko's whole world revolved around the magic of that tongue. It was the most incredible cunnalingus that she had ever been privileged to undergo, and it made her desire for Yaku only intensify tenfold as Yaku skillfully brought her off to one climax after another. Five climaxes later Miko was spent and panting and gasping for relief, which Yaku reluctantly gave to her since even Miroku Ninja needed gaps during lovemaking in order to let their bodies subside and their heartbeats to return to a regular rhythm and pattern. Yaku contented herself by flopping down beside Miko and cuddling up to her with those enormous breasts of hers, providing Miko with a much-appreciated blanket while the latter lay back and panted and waited for the world to stop spinning, all the while thinking that this was only the first phase to what both hoped would be a long and satisfying session. "Wow," Miko said after she came down from her lofty heights, "That was...incredible..." "Thanks," Yaku murmured at her side as she played with Miko's breasts with a finger, "You're not so bad yourself, Princess." "Are all your clan-sisters as good at this as you?" Miko wondered, then added with a grin, "I think I'm going to like training here with you guys." "And we will be only too happy to embrace you, my Princess," Yaku all but purred as she tenderly kissed Miko on the shoulder. Miko grinned like a great predator herself and said, "You wanna know a little secret about me, something I learned how to do from training under my grandmother?" "Some special technique of the Miroku's greatest teacher?" Yaku said with interest. "Yeah, and I think you're gonna like this," Miko purred herself with anticipation, "Do me a favor...star playing with my clit." "I'd be delighted to," Yaku agreed, and immediately moved a hand down to Miko's shaven loins and began searching out the fleshy hood that covered the knobby little bump that was the very center of the purple-haired girl's pleasure. Her talented fingers went to work and soon she could feel that nub swell up and harden under the effect of a female erection...only to find that nub was swelling and expanding more than usual, extending out from Miko's body like a finger, then swelling up until it was the size and length of a cucumber. "Gods of my ancestors..." Yaku whispered in awe, finding Miko's clitoris had not only extended a full twenty-five centimeters but was changing shape and had acquired a bulbous helmet at the very tip. It was hard and flexible like an arm but soon it was as rigid as a rod of steel between her admiring fingers. "You see?" Miko grinned, "One of the advantages of being part Shikima...instant She-male, and ready to service." "Is it...functional?" Yaku asked in hungry amazement. "Not only functional but raring to go," Miko smiled, "Are you interested?" Yaku grinned back at the mischievous smile on the face of her Princess and said, "Is that a trick question?" This time it was Miko who rolled Yaku onto her back and started giving her cunnalingus, but the oral part of her technique only lasted long enough to get the green haired girl back in the mood for sex, and once she was good and lubricated down there Miko wasted no time switching her mouth with her dick and giving it wholesale into the ready vagina of her voluptuous fellow Ninja. Yaku stared in round-eyed amazement as she watched Miko sink her full ten inches in deep into her body, then the Miroku girl arched her back and made a grunting noise in surprise at being so filled, almost as though she expected to be split in half by the full length and hardness of the weapon that had just been sheathed into her body. Miko delighted in seeing Yaku writhe and moan at being taken so completely, then she went to work moving around with hip and pelvic action, sliding her long pole in and out of the other girl, gently rocking in and out until Yaku started to relax and feel at ease with the rhythm, and then building up momentum until she was pumping in and out of the other girl like crazy! Miko gasped as she felt Yaku clamp her pelvic muscles around her dick, but still she knew that Yaku was embracing her with a warm, safe harbor, freely accepting the gift that Miko was giving her without hesitation or reservation, even wrapping her sensuous legs around Miko's waist to encourage her to keep on humping Yaku like crazy. The green haired girl became like a frenzied animal the more Miko pumped her, and yet at the same time Miko felt such tenderness and warmth flow through her and into Yaku with a sense of ardor being returned in full. Yaku opened her eyes at one point and gave Miko the most adoring look that she had ever seen in the face of another woman, and then Yaku was grinding her back into the ground, lifting her pelvis in time to Miko's humping as though to increase the friction and her pleasure. It was such an intense feeling of joy and fulfillment that Miko instantly wanted to go further with this incredible girl whose breasts were like ripened melons and whose technique was a mixture of sweetness and savagery. She felt herself on the edge of a precipice and knew that she had to make a firm decision or lose the moment altogether. She decided to pause just slightly in her lovemaking in order to get Yaku's full attention, and when her lover looked up in surprise at not being ridden to completion, Miko gave her a serious look and said, "I want to ask you for a favor." "Hmmm...yes..." Yaku sighed slightly. "I've done this with other girls before," Miko admitted, "But...I've never gone all the way with any of them. I've made them cum while I hold back...because if I come inside you...it's going to mean a whole lot more than a cheap screw. You see...being partially Shikima...I'm also able to generate...semen." "Semen?" Yaku blinked, only half-comprehending. "Yeah, and they're aggressive little buggers too," Miko went on, "Momma explained it all to me when I went to the Shikima world to meet with her and Daddy. Ordinarily a guy's semen was only strong enough to maybe impregnate a girl, like...only two percent of the time...but my little soldiers are like hardened marines trained to penetrate deep and not quit until one or more of them finds the prize they're after and goes to town on a girl's egg. In other words...if I come inside you there's a good ninety percent chance that you're gonna have my baby." "A...a baby?" Yaku blinked, finally grasping what Miko was saying. "So...I wanna know, and this is strictly up to you or not, because I've never felt like this with another girl before," Miko chewed a lip before continuing, "Do you wanna have my kid? I mean...I know it's a lot to ask, and we've only just met and all, but I feel really close to you, closer than I've ever been, even to my own sister...does that make any kind of sense to you? I mean...I barely even know any more about you than your name, but..." "Princess..." Yaku gazed at her in open wonder then started crying, "I would be only too honored and delighted to carry your baby...but before you go through with this...there is something you have to know about me." "Which is?" Miko asked. "I'm only part human myself," Yaku closed her eyes and seemed to relax for a moment, but then to Miko's amazement she started growing fur all over her body, her face and features altering to become more bestial, but still essentially Yaku, even granted that she now had claws and fangs with pointed ears projecting out from the sides of her head. As Miko stared in amazement at the girl into whose loins she was still deeply buried, Yaku spoke to her with a roughened voice and said, "Many years ago, before I was born, my mother had an encounter with a creature that attacked our village. She defended herself in the only way she could, by fighting like a Miroku, but though she exhausted the creature and was able to calm him down until morning she came away from the encounter bearing his seed...which became me. That is how I was conceived, my Princess, and I grew up with an animal side that comes out whenever I let it, sometimes on full moons but otherwise whenever I allow the beast to take me over." "Whoah," Miko said in amazement, seeing the transformation in the other girl and marveling at how perfectly proportioned she was even with the structural changes to bones and anatomy that would have done an expensive Hollywood make-up department proud. And yet still the revelation did not so much shock as surprise her, and after a moment she smiled and said, "And you think this is worse than being part Shikima? Hardly." Yaku looked up at her with amazement, "You...don't mind this about me?" "What do you think?" Miko grinned, and then she started moving her hips once again, grinding her manhood in deep and causing Yaku to gasp at the renewal of these sensations. Gradually the fur disappeared and her claws shrank down to normal size, yet still she was partially bestial as Miko finally reached the precipice once again and allowed herself to crest over, making sure to shoot her wad as deep into Yaku's loins as could be reasonably allowed for. Yaku felt a warm spurt of fluid painting the insides of her stretched inner walls and sighed with an amazement that made her feel warm and caressed from within, and like the crashing of a sea at high tide she let the moment sweet all through her until she was at last ashore once again, clinging to her lover as a drowning sailor might a reef. Miko eased her down then gazed on Yaku with such tenderness that both girls felt joined together and spiritually bonded at the hip, but Miko then released her hold on her inflated anatomy and allowed it to collapse back to the size of a mere nub (also retracting the sack that were her testicles, which retreated back inside and changed back into ovaries, fully functional and ready for implantation). It was a long time before either girl could speak again, but rather than use words Miko instead devoted herself to lavishing licks and kisses to Yaku's enormous breasts, amazed at how firm they were and wondering if Yaku ever experienced lower back problems. How did she train to fight with such a weight bearing down on her chest? It would have tripped Miko up to have to perform gymnastics with such ample melons always getting in the way...and yet still she prized Yaku's bosom and delighted in suckling on her, giving Yaku such pleasure at being allowed to finally come like that, and then surprising herself when Yaku responded in kind by lactating breast milk. "Didn't know I could do that, did you?" Yaku grinned, "Another special technique of the Miroku." "Oh wow..." Miko got round-eyed, then said, "Do you mind? I am kind of thirsty..." "Drink up to your hearts content, Princess," Yaku urged, "You've more than earned it as far as I'm concerned." "Don't mind if I do," Miko leered, and then for the next several minutes she was incapable of further speech, contenting herself with suckling the massive mammary glands of her lover even as Yaku moaned and arched her back and endured such a welcome feeling, even getting another climax just from being suckled by Miko. "Oh wow...am I ever glad I met you," Miko gasped as they lay side-by-side and stared up at the sky between the trees, feeling the warmth of late summer on their sweat-slickened bodies and clasping hands together as they both absorbed the wonder of it all. There was such a sense of rightness in all of nature that they felt wonderfully at peace and content with their surroundings. "Likewise, my Princess," Yaku murmured back, then added, "What strange and beautiful country that has such wonders as you in it..." "Flatterer," Miko chuckled, glancing to the side and adding, "I meant what I said, you know. There's a pretty strong chance now that you're going to be having my baby." "Hmmm," Yaku thought it over, "A half-human Shikima and a half-human Werewoman...I wonder what that that will make our baby?" "The child of two slackers, I believe," a third voice answered, startling both girls as they had not been aware that there was anyone else within earshot. "Huh?" Miko asked, only to find herself staring up at a tall, slender woman whose hair was swept back into a long pony tail, her gaze stern and commanding, rather a lot like her own grandmother when she got good and royally pissed. Yaku yelped as she sat up in dismay and said, "Kamiri-sama! I didn't hear..." "No, obviously not," the woman in the strange Ninja-like garb sniffed, "If you had those fine animal senses of yours would have told you what to expect. You were missing for so long that the Elders sent me out to find you, and here I find you screwing around with our Princess, whom you were supposed to escort back to Miroku house many hours ago..." "I'm...I'm sorry..." Yaku sheepishly winced. "It was my fault!" Miko immediately came to the defense of her lover, "I was horny after my long ride out to the country...I needed to get some relief, so I begged Yaku to help me out, and she was kind enough to say yes and..." "And agreed to have your baby, Princess?" Kamiri noted, "I was watching the whole time and I heard your...proposition." "Eeep," Yaku seemed even more sheepish than before as though anticipating worse than a severe tongue lashing for her transgressions. "Hey, that was my doing too you know!" Miko insisted, "And I'm the one who asked her..." "Princess," Kamiri said sternly, "You are the only heir to the Mido family, the daughter of Shikima and Miroku, born by a pact forged by the elders of our clan to keep the peace between the human and demon worlds. You are a very important person, even if you have a long ways to go before you are ready and worthy to become our leader. Straying along the side of an open road to mount this silly twit is the sort of abysmal carelessness that I would expect from a first year novice student, and let me assure you, the penalty for that would be quite severe. As it is our Elders will doubtlessly be merciful with the both of you, if only to be kind to idiots, and let you off with a stiff sentence." "A...stiff sentence?" Miko swallowed. "As you have just demonstrated with the she-wolf," Kamiri replied, "You have a rather...unique ability that is prized by our clan...the gift that will allow you to create a whole new generation of Miroku Ninja who will bear your unique gifts and assure that our clan remains strong, virile and respected among the various houses of the Ninja. Our rivals are aware of that, however, and if you were careless enough to allow them to capture you out here unawares you can very much expect that they will haul you off to their house and turn you into a Stud- mare to breed their own army of Sexcraft Ninjas. You cannot afford to be this careless in the future...Ranmaru, lord of the Sazuka clan, would not hesitate to recruit you, even though the She-male has his own brood of ankle-biters on the way to plague us for another generation..." "W-W-Wait a minute...back up there," Miko gasped, "You want me to do what?" "All in good time, of course," Kamiri sounded more conciliatory, "But once your fellow students at Miroku house learn about what you did for Yaku-san here, how long do you think it will be before they clamor for you to provide them with similar attention?" Miko swallowed again as she contemplated this, then murmured softly, "I am so dead..." "Never fear, Princess," Yaku affirmed, "I will stand by you and protect you from those who will no doubt attempt to monopolize your attentions." "You?" Kamiri gently mocked, "You can barely keep your hands to yourself in meditation classes. How are you going to defend the Princess from a likely impending orgy that will break out the moment she gets there?" Yaku fumed as she thought that one over while inspiration hit Miko like a bolt from the blue. All at once the purple haired girl put her arm around the shoulders of her green-haired companion and said, "Because Yaku-chan will be engaged to me. I'm declaring her my iinazuke, which gives her full rights to decide who else I can sleep with." "Is that so?" Kamiri asked, noticing the stunned expression on Yaku's face, "And just when did this happen?" "Right now...if Yaku-chan will accept," Miko turned and took both hands of her lover in her own and looked the Werewoman deep in the eyes before saying, "I know this is sudden, Yaku-chan, but if you were willing to have my baby right now...would it be too much for you to marry me? I know I don't have a ring or anything like that to offer you at the moment, but..." "M-M-Marry...me?" Yaku repeated in dull wonder. "Yeah...would you?" Miko asked, "I mean...consent to be my iinazuke and all that? This way I can look after you and our baby, and you can tell your fellow clan sisters to wait their turn and only have me when it's all right with you...um...is this too much to ask?" Yaku answered with a kiss that cut off any further conversation between the two of them. Kamiri just sighed and massaged her temples before saying, "This is doing to knock the Elders on their fat asses...of course you're going to have to get their approval and all that, but if it will keep some semblance of order in the Miroku house..." It occurred to her that neither girl was listening to a word she said, so she reluctantly turned away and groused, "I almost wish the Sazuka would attack so I'd have somebody else to screw besides those young lovesick idiots. I wonder if Ranmaru's dick is as long as what the Princess was just sporting? Oh well, probably find out the hard way one of these days..." TENDO HOUSE, NERIMA: At long last Nabiki got the Pony ride that she was after, and it was worth every bit of the price of admission. Getting to finally bounce up and down over Ranma's cock was proving to be the experience of her young life, especially since it gave her a feeling of immense power and control over the young stud whose lap she was straddling so possessively. His eyes seemed mesmerized by the sight of her breasts bobbing up and down in time to her rhythm, and there was awe in his expression as well as though Nabiki was commanding his attention the longer she humped him and took him in deep into her steamy love-box. This was better than riding a dildo, better than any strap-on she had ever had used upon her, almost as good as a vibrator gyrating inside her, and the fact that it was an entirely organic fusion between her loins and his made the sense of fulfillment all the more delicious. Nabiki knew that she wanted to ride him much more often, as often as she could swing it, and that she would be demanding attention like this from her new fiancée many, many more times in the future, as often as she could convince him to let her "Ride the Pony" that he was providing. Of course she was also turned on by the sight of Shampoo and Ukyo going at it hot and heavy close nearby, the two girls---her fellow fiancées, no less--- obviously hitting it off with an eagerness that was pure magic, as though they were old hands at going at it with each other rather than two girls who had only just met that very morning. Nabiki knew that she liked them both and was looking forward to many more opportunities to do it with the both of them, but at the moment her energies were concentrated upon Ranma and that was good enough from her end of the matter, demonstrating to her future husband just why she would make an excellent domestic partner, if only from a horizontal position... She was aware of noises going on throughout other parts of the house but tended to ignore them. It was just Kasumi getting to know her new friends better, that Madoka girl and the other two named Hikaru and Akane. They were upstairs in bed together with Kasumi taking the lead, as always, and Nabiki happily wished them well in their endeavors at calming down that crazy TK Psycho. The odd thing was how this Kasuga Akane reminded her a lot of her own rather hot-tempered sister, and she wondered if it might have something to do with them both being named "Scarlet" in Japanese. Then she dismissed the thought entirely as she wanted to concentrate her efforts to proving to Ranma why she was the best suited to being his number one fiancée. The oddest thing was, though, that she could almost swear that she was hearing her own Akane cry out in climax. It was a sound with which Nabiki was well and truly familiar, having many times induced such a scream from Akane's lips in their private "practice" sessions, but...then again...that did not seem too likely as it would imply that Akane had found her own bedmate to keep her happy, and Nabiki was reasonably confident that she had not seen either of her sister's two "steadies" anywhere about, either Yuka or Sayuri... Akane gasped as she struggled within the ravishing grasp of an amorous Kodachi. Taken by surprise as she was she found it difficult to fend her off as Kodachi went down on her loins and fairly devoured Akane's pussy, blowing underwater bubbles up into Akane's snatch and generally doing everything that she could to weaken her resolve and drive Akane's mind to distraction. "K-K-K-Kodachi...!" she gasped in alarm. Kodachi raised her head out of the furo and said, "Not so loud, do you want your sisters to overhear us?" That actually made Akane rethink the idea of calling for help, and not just for the embarrassment and humiliation she would feel at being discovered in the furo with Kodachi. The dark haired heir to the Tendo fortune had---at one time--- been Nabiki's lover before they broke it off and went in pursuit of **other** objectives. No way did Akane want to have to explain to Nabiki what she was doing with her Ex, and that moment of hesitation and uncertainty was all the wedge that Kodachi needed in order to get true and properly going. Akane discovered this the moment she felt hot tongue slide up and swirl around inside her vulva, and then she could only brace her arms against the edge of the furo and hold on for dear life as her legs automatically parted to allow Kodachi free and complete access. The pony-tailed girl did not waste time in going at it with a vengeance, ravishing Akane's sex and causing her to roll up her eyes in her head and moan aloud for the complete and utter surrender to Kodachi's none-too-gentle persuasion. "K-Kodachi..." she murmured softly, forgetting about her objections to having any relationship with the amorous Black Rose, forgetting even why she was so miffed about Kodachi's perpetual pursuit of her ass, and her own resolve to remain faithful to the ones she truly loved, Yuka and Sayuri... One floor above in the room belonging to Kasumi a full-blown four-way orgy was in progress, the oldest Tendo sister taking sweet liberties with their newest houseguests as Kasuga Akane writhed upon the bed and endured such supple teasing of her charms as to make her forget all about her jealous anger of the previous ten minutes. Hikaru and Madoka helped out in their own delightful way, teasing and pleasuring Akane from the sidelines while Kasumi sat down on her and gave the younger girl the taste of an older, more experienced woman. To say that Kasumi's loins were a treat to be savored would be a gross understatement, and soon Akane was bathing in the wash of the older girl's cum as Kasumi climaxed while maintaining her purchase. Hikaru and Madoka, meanwhile, made certain that her generosity did not go unrewarded. Kasumi was well-endowed for a young girl of nineteen and her body was as lithe and supple as bamboo, but with a softness that silk itself could not rival. She was tell-toned and muscular from a lifetime of working out to keep herself in shape for such exertions, and the number of her conquests could not be easily counted since she was a generous, loving girl who freely made use of her body to bring happiness to others. Madoka and Hikaru now found out just now strong-yet- supple she was as their hands played up and down over the creamy smoothness of her peach-pink hide, and Kasumi delighted at being fondled in such a wonderfully possessive manner, having enjoyed a similar such treatment visited upon Madoka when her new friend had been helpless and at her mercy. The feeling of the younger girl's tongue on her loins reminded her more than a bit of her own dear sister Akane, but this Akane had techniques that were new to Kasumi's considerable experience, and added to this were the Psychic talents that the Kasuga girl had at her disposal. Akane clearly had no objections about tonguing a strange girl whom she had only just met while projecting into her a sense of neural excitation that made the inside walls of Kasumi's vulva tingle like a vibrator. Her hands were also skilled at playing with the nerves that lined Kasumi's inner thighs, and when those hands squeezed her butt Kasumi gave a shiver of joy and experienced a second, even more intense, orgasm. Combined with the delicious way in which Haruka and Madoka were working her over, Kasumi's delight was multiplied threefold and thus her spontaneous joy was infectiously shared by the others. So much so that they went into an immediate frenzy, with all four girls rolling over onto the bed as Akane climbed out from under Kasumi then all but attacked her with hungry lips that were eager for the savor of some "breast-milking." Madoka and Hikaru were only too delighted to join in, and soon the three of them were feasting on Kasumi's tender body with lips and probing fingers that explored her every intimate square millimeter of skin. There was not an inch of her that did not interest or delight them, and so the three girls gave themselves a Kasumi buffet as they painted the older girl with tender licks and kisses, only turning to one another when the urge to screw became all the more intense between them, even as Akane sat down on Kasumi's face and urged the older girl to give her as good a licking as she had just been giving... Just next door, in the room belonging to Kasumi's mother, two older ladies paused in the act of giving each other a good "Scissoring" with their legs parted to allow their pussies to mash up against one another. Kimiko and Nodoka paused to hear the grunts, groans and moans from the room adjoining then smiled at one another, satisfied that the younger girls were keeping things lively. Then with no further adieu they returned to their own delightful past-time of grinding pelvises to produce a "Kiss" that only redoubled their tender sweetness... Downstairs these amorous goings on were largely background noise to the main Bi- play going on between Shampoo and Ukyo, who were finding great delight in each others bodies and had no intention of quitting anytime soon. The two young girls were overjoyed to meet a peer who could match them for both stamina and technique, and as they each plied their skills to pleasuring each other they were in a happy contest to see which of them was the better lover. So far it had been an even match, not that either girl was complaining about the "stand- off." Ukyo was amazed that someone as well-endowed and curvaceous as this Amazon girl could feel so strong and well-muscled without being the least bit unfeminine about it. Her own body had a lean and hardy feeling that was slick as a seal with the perspiration that she was giving off the more that she endured the wonderful touch of Shampoo upon her pleasure centers. In return for being caressed like a tasty set of melons, Shampoo was giving Ukyo's "grapefruit" sized breasts a good feeling up with special attention reserved for her nut- brown tender nipples. Their legs were in constant motion grinding against the inner thighs of either girl as they writhed upon the floor together, their bodies comfortably fitted to one another as their hands moved up and down while their mouths were locked in a fierce tongue-battle with neither girl giving an inch in their efforts at driving each other to distraction. Off to the side Nabiki was getting it good and hard from her first slice of "man-meat" ever, Ranma finally deciding that he could manage one girl more competently than when all four of them were upon him. This Nabiki was quite a surprise in a lot of respects since she did not have the hard tone of a martial artist, and yet clearly kept herself in amazing good shape and was as limber as Ukyo with the suppleness of Shampoo in certain places. He was developing quite a feel for what pleased and displeased her just by reading her expressions, and the sight of ecstasy in her eyes as he hammered her home gave him a much-needed boost of confidence, so much so that he started to drive himself more and more deeply into her well-lubricated love-box. At one point Nabiki rolled him over and straddled him once again, using her position to hold him down while she bounced up and down over his "pole" and took charge of the "Pony-ride" as she found this angle allowed her to better control the angle of his thrusts. She was almost at the edge just now, and then Ranma reached up and pinched her nipples, tweaking them in a manner that was almost painful, and Nabiki came on the spot with a cry, throwing back her head and spasming on his manhood, which in turn brought Ranma over the edge so that he squirted his "juice" deep into her vagina, once more amazed at how intense it felt to let go of a part of himself in this manner. Nabiki felt the swelling within her and shivered all the more, discovering in that moment a new plane of ecstasy unlike anything that she had previously known with a lover, including her sisters... Unknown to them all, that single act of copulation was being monitored and read at a distant location separated from the mortal world by time and spatial distance. Several eyes were reading the monitors while the image of lust was projected in holographic relief, then one of the monitors grinned broadly and declared, "We got another one, Chief! That Saotome boy has just knocked another homer!" "Four times in a row?" Peorth arched an eyebrow, "That...totally amazing! Most men are lucky if they have a two percent success record, but this Nexus kid just peeps popping them out one right after the other." "It could be a side-effect of his Jusenkyo curse," one of the attendant goddesses pointed out, "Each time he changes it resets the pattern of his physical structure and gives him a boost of magical health that speeds up normal regeneration. Maybe it does the same thing to his ability to generate semen..." "That could explain a lot," another goddess noted, "Like how he can keep it up four times in a row with only one bout of sex changing to give himself a breather. Those little soldiers of his are aggressive little buggers too...we're projecting well over an eighty-percent penetration rate of the fallopian tubes, and with the odds now stacked in favor of pregnancy, I'd say this Nabiki girl has congratulations in order." "Run secondary program and determine the sex of those offspring," Peorth instructed, "With this kind of success we can't afford to have the mother's own immune system, and the Virus, wind up rejecting any of these kids." "Analysis complete, Ma'am," a third goddess answered, "Must be the Jusenkyo curse at work again because we're reading three daughters, two of them with Jusenkyo-imprints, the fourth is a hermaphrodite, so all four of them carry automatic anti-viral inoculation." "That's a relief," Peorth sighed, then grinned, "With all four girls knocked up we ought to have no trouble cementing this Saotome kid to a Sacred Band Marriage. Good thing our agents in the diet got that emergency legislation passed to repeal the anti-polygamy laws that those jerks had enacted long ago, making what Saotome's about to do entirely legal. Of course, once word gets out that he's fathered this many kids in this short a time there are likely going to be an awful lot of other young girls who'll want some of what he has to offer, and I wish them well, though the poor guy might drop dead from exhaustion before his twentieth birthday." "Should we program in a request that he get a constitutional boost to allow him the stamina he's going to need?" one of her assistants asked. "Be worth keeping in mind," Peorth nodded as she sat back down on her chair and sighed in relief at the success of the program to date, "After all, if we're going to use this kid to implant babies inoculated against carrying the Virus he's going to need all the energy that he can regenerate. Too bad it's such a slow method of repairing the damage done to the system, but it's the best we can work out under the constraints that have been imposed upon us. We really do need more like him if we're to see to the future perpetuation of the human species." "Good thing two of these girls are the daughters of one of your Aspects, eh Peorth?" one of her subordinates said with a smile, "We may need them for multiple offspring, depending on how many seems reasonable to expand the Tendo and Saotome families so that their seed will spread wider into the next generation." "Have a heart, Kid," Peorth smiled, "I'd say two or three per mother would be more than enough to get the program on a sound enough footing. Besides, the Amazon and the Chef will do their part to take up some of the workload. The problem for this Saotome will be supporting them all in style and comfort, and once again it's good to know that the government has granted them an emergency pension for just that very reason." "What about your Aspect?" another assistant wondered, "Any plans to let her be a carrier. It's not inconceivable, you know, that this Saotome could also wind up impregnating his own mother." "Ah?" Peorth sat upright, thought about it, then sweated, "Ah...I think we won't have to go that far at this time...no Oedipus programs on my watch. My aspect...maybe. I'll admit the idea of her getting pregnant by the son of her best friend and lover is...a kinky enough concept, but still..." "Don't think you can handle him, Peorth?" one of her assistants grinned. "We'd be more than happy to volunteer to take your place," another sweetly suggested. "Down girls," Peorth smirked, "I know that none of you have had a man since this whole emergency thing cropped up, but that's no reason to start a feeding frenzy, especially since we're supposed to concentrate Saotome's gonads on pleasuring mortals, not immortals." "Awww...you're no fun," griped one of her subordinates, "Not since Bell---" All at once the goddess next to her moved her hands away from her controls and clamped one over the mouth of her fellow goddess, hissing, "SHHH! Don't say that name! You know how much that depresses her..." "Ooops...sorry," the offending goddess winced, glancing over her shoulder to see the look of sadness that was in their supervisor's expression. Peorth heaved a sigh and said, "Nami...Hex...adjust the viewing scans to check on the vital signs of Belldandy. I want to know what progress she's making with her...mortal." "But..." "DO IT!" Peorth snapped, her tone inadvertently crackling with the hint of thunder. The younger goddesses yelped and immediately did as they were instructed, and soon an image appeared that caused their eyes to go as wide as saucers. There was indeed the goddess Belldandy displayed in full 3-D relief, but someone else was with her, and what they were doing together hardly needed elaboration. "Oooohhhh...Belldandy-sama..." "Megumi-san...you are so...heavenly..." The younger goddesses cringed as they turned to see the expression on Peorth's face as she watched these two go at it with tender, gentle frenzy. The former Rose Goddess (now Mistress of Thunder) had the kind of look on her fine features that could have frightened the King of the Oni while blasting one of the Lords of Hell to smoldering cinders. The sound of thunder rumbling all about the chamber heralded the first drops of moisture that started falling, and then the goddesses all yelped as it started raining down on them, spoiling many a nicely done coiffure. It took Peorth several long moments to wrestle down her jealousy, and then she resolutely pivoted on one heel and stomped out of the chamber, declaring, "Maintain systems and continue running the program. I'll go make my report directly to Amaterasu, and so help me, anyone starts gossiping behind my back while I'm gone will be cleaning out the latrines for the next century, you got that?" The younger goddesses all swallowed thickly and remained silent until the Thunder Goddess had made her dramatic exit, and then sighed with relief as the rain came to an abrupt halt, leaving everyone and everything soaking wet in her passage. It took a while before anyone could work up the courage to say anything, but then at last their collective consensus was summarized in the few choice words spoken by the goddess Nami. "That Megumi girl is a dead woman." Vigorous nodding accompanied this, then the goddesses all went back to duties, most vowing to visit the Heaven Boutiques and Beauty salons open to them when their shifts were finally ended... Continued. Comments/Criticisms/Megumi Paradise Spa and Boutique: shadowmane@ridgenet.net Things seem to be going swimmingly along for Ranma and his lady companions, right? So where do we go from here? Glad you asked, because things are about to go from Hentai to overdrive as Ranma and company begin their first full day of High School. Will Ranma survive the impending orgy that may result from a premature disclosure of his little "secret," or will his iinazuke brigade be able to keep their mouths shut (among other openings) until after the school day is over? Be here next time for: "Ranma-Honey Flash!" or, "Heck Hath No Fury Like a Kodachi Scorned!" Be there! 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.