King of the Girls

King of the Girls

By: XtremePlaga

Disclaimer: Ranma and company belong to someone else. I make no claim of ownership.

Second Disclaimer: If you're a kid and you're reading this chapter, then nothing I say will make you stop reading. Wait... There's a monster in your closet! You better close down this window and go barricade the door.

Chapter Five: Exotic Wildflower

Shampoo whistled happily as she applied some makeup for her date. On the other side of the room, locked up inside a cage while in cursed form, was Mousse. She wasn't going to take any chances today. Mousse would remain locked up in there until she returned from her date with Ranma.

"Shampoo so happy!" She exclaimed as she giggled with joy. Mousse directed a few angry quacks her way that went pretty much ignored. "Shampoo wait for husband to come sweep off feet."

"What is this I hear, Shampoo?" The old matriarch, Cologne, asked as she entered her great granddaughter's bedroom. "Did son-in-law really ask you out on a date like you said?"

Unable to contain her joy, Shampoo nodded as a smile of joy was plastered all over her face. "Husband caught Shampoo totally off guard, but Shampoo happily accepted the request." Shampoo gasped as she remembered she had yet to tell Cologne something equally important. "Husband kissed Shampoo, right after he asked out on date."

"Is that so?" Cologne didn't buy it for one second. Not too long ago, Ranma would have been left a sputtering idiot if a girl even got within five feet of him. Suddenly, he was making dates and delivering kisses all smooth and stuff. No, her son-in-law had some ulterior motive in mind, and Cologne would find out what it was.

For now, it would be better if she helped Shampoo get ready for her date. Whatever Ranma had in mind, she was sure they'd be able to turn it to their advantage. Of course they would. She hadn't become an elder of the Joketsuzoku village on looks alone.

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Ranma sneezed as he argued with himself over what he should wear. On one hand, he didn't want to make it obvious that he was on a date. On the other, he knew he had to look good for the occasion. Finally, he simply decided to wear the same thing he always wore.

Why even bother wearing something special when he wasn't even going to do anything worthwhile? He was going to take Shampoo as his woman before Kuno got his hands on her. Since he was going to do it out of spite than out of actual desire, there was no reason for anything fancy. With his duds on, Ranma jumped out the window and roof-hopped his way to the Nekohanten.

As Ranma left to go on his clandestine date, Kasumi and Nabiki had a date of their own. Knocking on the door first, Kasumi entered Nabiki's room with a huge blush already plastered all over her face. Locking the door behind her, she sat down on the bed and fidgeted around nervously.

"Are you so easily embarrassed?" Nabiki asked her sister as she laughed at how uncomfortable she was. "Don't worry. I guarantee you I'm going to make you feel really good in just a bit." Motioning at Kasumi's clothes, Nabiki said in an authoritative tone, "Now strip."

With her face still red with shame, Kasumi did as told and took off her skirt and shirt until she was in her underwear. Nabiki looked at Kasumi's brassiere and panties and shook her head disapprovingly. Blushing even brighter than she already was, Kasumi took those off too. "Is this better, sister?" She asked as she covered what she could of her body with her arms.

"That's better," Nabiki replied as she grabbed a hold of her sister's arms. "But," she added, "You have to show me all of your body. Don't hide a single thing from me." Nabiki pulled Kasumi's arms off to the side where they would not block her view.

"You're making me feel self-conscious," Kasumi whispered as she looked off to the side. Nabiki placed her older sister's arms around her neck in some kind of hug as she kissed her cheek lovingly. Unlike Kasumi, who was already nude, Nabiki had on a pair of short pants and a tight shirt with no bra underneath.

Giving the eldest Tendo girl a big lick on her neck, Nabiki told her, "Kiss me back. Explore my mouth with your tongue as I explore yours with mine." The Mercenary of Furinkan high started to kiss her sister and had to coerce her to open her mouth so her tongue could enter.

Kasumi resisted only momentarily before she finally gave in and returned the kiss. Their tongues intertwined with each other as they swapped spit. When they finally stopped, Kasumi gasped to recover her breath.

"Don't stop breathing while you're kissing someone or getting kissed," Nabiki told her. "Remember that your nose is not blocked." Kasumi nodded in understanding as she finally got her breath back. "Now, let's try that again."

Once again, the two of them kissed each other with lust. This time, Kasumi made sure that she was still breathing while they tasted each other. When the exchange was over, Kasumi reached for Nabiki's chest and had her hand slapped away. "Why?"

"Kuno likes being in control," Nabiki answered. "To get you ready, I'm going to be the master in this exchange. That means that, unless I tell you explicitly, you won't do anything." Nabiki grabbed a hold of Kasumi's boob and squeezed it hard as she asked, "Is that understood?"

Kasumi winced in pain as she quickly replied, "Yes. I understand."

"Good girl," Nabiki told her as she eased up on her grip so it was no longer painful. Bending over slightly, she took the nipple into her mouth and sucked on it. Kasumi moaned out her pleasure as said nipple grew hard inside Nabiki's mouth.

"Oh, sister," the older girl said with a moan. "That feels good."

Stopping momentarily so she could tell Kasumi something, Nabiki said, "Kuno also likes it when you're vocal about your enjoyment. So, feel free to voice out your pleasure whenever you feel like it." Now that she was done with that, Nabiki got back to teasing Kasumi's sensitive flesh with her mouth.

"Oh yes," Kasumi moaned, taking heed of Nabiki's advice. "Suck on my breasts more. It feels so good."

"Don't ham it up," Nabiki warned her as she got back to the task at hand. Kasumi bit her lip as she was now unsure whether she should even moan or not. Nabiki stopped her assault and sighed in frustration. "Look, it's okay if you moan as much as you want. As far as talking about how good it feels, do it in moderation."

Kasumi nodded as she made a mental note of every piece of information that Nabiki bestowed upon her. Tired of focusing on the same spot so long, Nabiki made a trail of kisses down Kasumi's body. Finishing off just shy of Kasumi's privates, Nabiki breathed in the musky scent and her mouth watered.

"Your pussy quivers in anticipation," Nabiki said as she gave it one lick and tasted the flavor. It was undoubtedly sweet. Not sweet as in sugary, but sweet as in tasty. Nabiki gave it another lick and another and another.

The older girl tried and failed to keep her moans quiet as Nabiki ate her out. Since she didn't even masturbate all that often, it was really easy for Nabiki to make her toes curl with pleasure. Unprepared for the wave of pleasure that hit her, Kasumi screamed loudly as she covered Nabiki's face with her juices.

"We're going to have to work on that," Nabiki said as she raised up the neck of her shirt and wiped herself off with it. "By the way, don't worry. My walls are completely soundproof, so you don't have to worry about anyone hearing us."

"Good," Kasumi replied, still out of breath. Without even waiting for Kasumi to finish catching her breath, Nabiki started to lick her privates again. "Oh," she moaned. "Oh yes." Nabiki wiggled in two of her fingers into Kasumi's pussy and moved them around as she licked the outside of it.

Kasumi's moans and groans became louder and more pronounced as soon as Nabiki had added this extra factor to the equation. "Wait until you feel this," Nabiki said with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Removing the fingers from Kasumi's pussy, she twisted her hand slightly and spread her fingers apart.

In this new position her hand was now in, her index finger was aligned with Kasumi's pussy and her middle finger was aligned with Kasumi's butt. As if she was punching her groin, Nabiki slammed each finger into each hole. Kasumi screamed once again as she climaxed instantly.

"Look at the mess you made," Nabiki commented in regards to the small puddle that had just been formed on the floor between Kasumi's legs. "You're going to have to learn to hold out longer than that." Nabiki started off hard and fast as she pulled out her fingers only to shove them back in together.

"N-Nabiki," Kasumi stuttered out. "Yo-you're going to dri-drive me crazy if yo-ou keep going like tha-at." Kasumi was a hair's breadth away from having another orgasm and crumpling down to the floor unconscious, so Nabiki stopped what she was doing instantly so that wouldn't happen. "No," the older girl complained. "Keep going."

Nabiki replied, "Only if you keep your wits about you. Every time it seems like you're going to hit an orgasm, I'm going to stop whatever it is I'm doing." Kasumi groaned in frustration as Nabiki prodded her openings without actually entering them. "Just remember, everything we do here pales in comparison to actually being with Kuno."

---

Speaking of the currently luckiest guy in Nerima... It was now noon, and Akane was looking for him with something rather naughty in mind. "My fierce tigress," he called out to her. "Here I am, underneath this tree."

Akane grabbed Kuno by the hand and tugged on it to get him to stand up. "Come on, let's go somewhere private," she told him. Instead of doing as she asked, he yanked her down and she fell right on top of him."Not here," she said as she blushed.

"I am a bit tired today," he told her. "Let's just kiss today." Actually, Kuno was not tired in the least. He just knew that if he was going to be able to do Shampoo properly, he would need to keep his energy for it.

"Fine," Akane said as she pulled Kuno in and claimed his lips with her own. As she slipped him the tongue, she grasped his hand and slid it up the inside of her thighs. "Even if you're not up for it, you can still satisfy me."

Kuno smirked at Akane and asked, "What if someone sees what we're doing?"

"Let them watch," she told him with a wink. "I'm actually getting excited knowing that our fellow classmates could see us like this if they looked our way." She then whispered this next thing into his ear, "Besides, I need it too badly to wait."

If the Akane from a week ago would have met the Akane from today, she would have beaten her future version up considering how perverted she was currently being. At the end of the day, this had all been part of Kuno's plan. Akane was hooked on it. Too much was just not enough.

Kuno closed the distance between Akane's groin and his hand willfully and fingered her exposed pussy. He noted victoriously that Akane had opted to not wear any underwear today. It would still have to be seen if this was a one time thing or if she was really that horny.

"Tell me you like being fingered in public," Kuno told her as he pulled her head away so she could stop kissing him long enough to respond.

"I like being fingered in public," she freely admitted as she moaned softly.

Kuno rewarded her for her honesty by allowing her to kiss him for a few more minutes. He stopped the kiss again and asked her to say something else. "Tell me that your pussy is mine to do with as I want and when I want."

"My whole body is yours," Akane responded, going a few steps further. "If you want my pussy, you can claim it whenever you desire. If you want my ass, you can do with it as you wish. My mouth, my breasts; everything that is mine belongs to you."

Kuno laughed heartily at Akane's admission. "You are a good sex-slave, my fierce tigress." Once again, he rewarded her obedience by putting his lips at the disposal of her own. He maneuvered his hand around and, surprisingly easily, he managed to fit his whole fist into Akane's hole.

This bothered Kuno a bit. Although it was understandable that Akane was growing wider, especially when you considered Kuno's girth, it still didn't sit well with him. He would have to get in touch with his sister, to see if she had anything to remedy this little problem.

Regardless, that would have to wait for later. Right now, he had a girl he had to satisfy. "Yes," Akane moaned, uncaring of who heard her. "Touch me like that. Do it harder! Rougher!"

"What happened to Akane?" Yuka asked Sayuri as they watched Akane in the middle of a very public display of affection. "Akane was always so... prudish. What the hell did Kuno did to her to make her act this way?"

"Whatever it was, we could use a few pointers," Daisuke said as Yuka slapped the back of his head for his trouble.

---

Ranma was tired. Even after those private sessions with Kuno, his stamina was surprisingly low for the task at hand. Around hour two, the pigtailed martial artist had realized that sex as a woman and sex as a man were as different as could be.

He had originally thought that by getting screwed as a woman, he would have an advantage as far as knowing where he should touch Shampoo. This had been a foolish idea, as erogenous zones were unique for everyone. So far, he had tried five positions, but he had yet to actually satisfy Shampoo.

"Ready to go again, husband?" Shampoo asked with a smile on her face.

Ranma smirked at her and said, "I'm always ready. I guarantee you that you're going to get tired faster than me." There were two things Ranma didn't like; one was loosing a fight, and another was not succeeding with something he had set his mind to.

Well, he had decided yesterday that he'd screw Shampoo until she could no longer walk before he brought her to Kuno. Ah... Kuno. Even though it disgusted him deeply, the thought of the taller boy is what kept him hard when he thought he couldn't keep going.

Regardless of how deep his affection for Kuno went, he had also decided that he would only have relations with him as a female. The way Ranma figured it, it wasn't wrong if he was currently in his female form. Fantasizing... That was another beast.

Ranma fantasized about Kuno constantly, even when he was in his male form. In fact, even though he was screwing Shampoo as hard as he could, the only thing in his mind was the kendoist. Suddenly, something occurred to Ranma that made his blood run cold.

Kuno would obviously never figure out that Ranma and Ranko were the same person, but... What if he accidentally changed forms in front of him? Worse even... What if he were to change forms while in the middle of some explosive sex.

Men had a little appendage that females lacked. Well, if he turned from a she to a he... What would happen? Ranma wasn't willing to find out, which is why he decided internally that he would find the locking ladle and use it on himself.

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Kasumi was hanging from the ceiling by a set of ropes tied in a way were her arms were held together above her head and her legs were left spreadeagled. Her vision was blocked by a blindfold which didn't allow her to even tell if the lights were on or not. The insides of her thighs and the top of her groin felt hot and sticky from the wax that Nabiki had dripped on her.

So far, she had ate her sister out, sucked on a strap-on that Nabiki wore, been fucked by said dildo, and even ground pussies with her. Then, there was also the aforementioned wax, the whippings, and the bondage. Kasumi wondered somewhere in the back of her mind where Nabiki kept all this stuff hidden.

"Are you ready for the next step, dear slave?" Nabiki asked, addressing Kasumi like that since a few hours ago. Kasumi tentatively nodded yes, not quite sure of what her sister had planned next. Taking the blindfold off, Nabiki pointed at a camera Nabiki had set up which was currently recording her.

"Why am I being filmed, master?" Kasumi asked, confused. Even though she stuck to their roles, Kasumi didn't like that Nabiki was currently filming her. Most likely, she was planning on selling it for money to anyone who could buy it.

Nabiki grabbed a small towel and cleaned the remaining wax off of Kasumi as she answered her question, "We're going to be doing a play-by-play. You're going to talk about everything we're doing as we're doing it so whoever is listening to this video can hear it. Keep in mind that anybody could see it, so you have to get off knowing that anyone you meet from now on could have seen you like this."

"You don't really mean anybody, do you?" Kasumi asked, breaking character for a second.

Nabiki slapped Kasumi rather hard for even asking the question. "Remember slave, address me only as master, and never question my orders." Nabiki slapped Kasumi once more to make sure that she got her point across.

"Please excuse me, master," Kasumi said pleadingly as her cheeks stung. Gathering her wits, The bound girl said, "I am ready for the task at hand, master. I await only for your next request."

The younger sister smirked at the older one as she said, "I think I'm going to be nice. Look at the camera and state your full name and how old you are," she commanded. "When you're done with that, state what you want me to do to you."

"My name is Kasumi Tendo," she said, following Nabiki's orders without a second thought. "I am currently nineteen years old." Next, she turned her eyes to Nabiki and added, "I want my master to fuck me hard up the ass with the strap-on."

"The big one or the smaller ribbed one?" Nabiki asked.

Kasumi responded pleadingly, "I want the big one, master. Please give it to me." Nabiki put on the one Kasumi requested and positioned herself at the entrance to her butt. The dildo attached to the harness entered Kasumi with only some minor inconvenience.

"Remember," Nabiki told her. "You have to keep the viewer informed of everything that happens as it happens."

Kasumi nodded as she tried her best to keep her moans in check so she could speak. "Master is currently fucking me hard up the ass with the bigger strap-on," she said. "My pleasure increases which each thrust of her hips."

"Good," Nabiki commented as she started to pant a little. "Now, tell them you're a slut. That you enjoy being fucked in either hole."

"I'm a cock hungry slut," Kasumi admitted. "I don't care which hole gets penetrated, just as long as there's penetration going on." The camera recorded every word spoken with crystal clear clarity. After this, Kasumi would not be able to deny the things she had done and said.

That didn't seem to matter now. Currently, the only thing that mattered to Kasumi was that Nabiki not stop screwing her hard. Her priorities would soon change however, when Nabiki brought her to Kuno so he could receive the gift Nabiki was still preparing for him.

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Before anyone had even noticed, day had turned to night. Kasumi and Nabiki had finished off their date for today, mainly because Nabiki was now too tired to keep going. Akane had arrived at the house a few hours ago, and had locked herself in her room since Kuno had told her he would not be receiving any visits tonight. Ranma was currently on the street with Shampoo, on his way to Kuno's house.

Ranma dragged his feet as he walked, disappointed with himself. He had done everything he could think of to Shampoo, but nothing really seemed to drive her crazy. He had managed to drive her to orgasm, that much was certain, but the intensity of it wasn't like what Kuno brought out of his female half.

"Where we going now, Husband?" Shampoo asked. Happy to stay with Ranma, but eager to get back to the Nekohanten so she could take a bath and relax her tired muscles. "Are we going to be doing anything personal again?"

"Not together," he replied cryptically. Ranma smiled internally until a passing car caught him off guard and splashed him with some cold water that turned him into a her. Thankfully for both of them, Shampoo had avoided the water the car had splashed their way, so the Nekoken wouldn't be an issue.

Ranko squeezed the water off her shirt as she muttered angrily about her bad luck. Before long, the two girls stood before the gates of the Kuno estate. "What we doing at dumb boy's house?" Shampoo asked.

"You'll see," Ranko replied as she hid her anger at Shampoo's insult of Kuno. Pressing the doorbell, she announced her presence to the intercom, "I'm here with Shampoo. Open up."

The metal gates buzzed as the locks were deactivated so the two females could enter. The two of them made their way into the house until they came across Kuno on the hallway of the upper floor. Ranko ran up to the tall boy and gave him a big hug followed by a kiss. "Aiyah! What is husband doing?!"

"Husband?" Kuno asked quizzically as he looked down at the pigtailed girl. "I know not what you speak of, dear maiden. I am, although desired by countless women, not yet married." Kuno of course did not get that Shampoo was actually talking to Ranko.

"I brought her for you as you asked," Ranko said as she nuzzled up to Kuno's chest. Shampoo stood there flabbergasted as she stared at the two of them. What the hell was going on anyway? Ranko looked up pleadingly into Kuno's eyes and asked, "Can I stay over?"

Kuno shook his head as he kissed the now sad pigtailed girl. "I want to do this alone," he said. "You may join us next time, if you wish."

Ranko wanted to protest that decision, but decided it was better if she just let it go. Besides... She could use this time to plan out her trip to China. "Have fun, Shampoo," Ranko told her as she jumped out through the nearest window.

"What's kendo boy up to?" Shampoo asked warily. She took a step back as Kuno advanced on her with a look on his face that was anything but decent. "Shampoo warn you. She is fierce Amazon warrior. You no pick fight you can't win."

Kuno responded in a jokingly manner, "Who says I can't win?" Shampoo jumped to the side and dodged Kuno as he tried to pounce on top of her. "Come on, we can be really good friends if you behave nicely."

"Shampoo will kill pervert boy if he not back off," she warned him. Unfortunately for Shampoo, Cologne was not here to back her up. She had left her alone as soon as Ranma and Shampoo had given her a nose bleed. Her first in what seemed, and probably was, decades.

"I guess it's the hard way then," Kuno said as he shook his head disappointed. "I so hoped that we could embark on a journey of pleasure and ecstasy together." Shampoo narrowed her eyes at Kuno as he smiled mischievously at her.

Shampoo took another step back and bumped into someone. Quickly, she turned intent on delivering the hardest punch she could throw, but got instead a face full of paralysis powder. "You should keep your toys under control, dear brother," the crazed Kodachi said.

"She's not my toy... yet," Kuno responded as he approached the prone girl. "Though I will make sure to rectify that little inconvenience right away." Kuno grabbed Shampoo and brought her up into his arms. Addressing Kodachi, he said, "Thank you for your assistance."

"Any time," Kodachi responded as she left, her maniacal laughter trailing behind her. Now that they were alone and Shampoo had been silenced, Kuno was free to work his perverted magic. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, they were in his bedroom.

"You let me go right now," Shampoo struggled to say. Try as she might, she could barely even lift a finger, much less defend herself from Kuno's advances. Her body shivered in disgust as Kuno rubbed her legs.

He slid his hands up her porcelain skin and easily removed her panties down past her mini-skirt. He saw Shampoo's pubic hairs and how sticky they were. Frowning to himself, he asked, "Did you have any sexual relations today?"

"Yes," Shampoo admitted, hoping that this piece of info would turn Kuno off. "Ranma took Shampoo and made her woman all day long." Kuno's eyes narrowed in fury at Shampoo's words. "You let me go, Shampoo want nothing with you."

Calming himself down, Kuno spread Shampoo's legs apart and told her with a smile, "I don't like sloppy seconds, but this time I will make an exception." He positioned himself so her legs were around his waist and he humped her. "I will show you, how inferior that uncouth rogue is to me."

"No!" Shampoo screamed as she tried her best to even move her limbs an inch. "You let Shampoo go now." Rather than let her go, he just pulled down the top of her dress to expose her breasts. "You stop now or Shampoo kill!"

Kuno suddenly silenced Shampoo with a big slap to her face. "You're annoying me," he told her with a glare. "From now on... when we're alone together... you will not say anything unless I give you permission. Is that understood?"

"Go to hell," she answered as she spat on his face.

Wiping the spit from his face, the kendoist responded, "I will, right after I take you to heaven." After that rather cheesy line, Kuno pulled down his pants and pulled out his magic stick. Just like all the other girl's before her, Shampoo's eyes bulged out when she saw the size of it.

Kuno smirked to himself victoriously. As he had thought, that vile cur Ranma did not even measure up to him. He was a great fighter, much better than Kuno, but fighting didn't make you a great lover. Being blessed didn't either, but it certainly helped.

"Have you changed your mind?" He asked teasingly as he poked her entrance. Shampoo shook her head no and even managed to keep her orifice dry through sheer force of will. Kuno frowned in annoyance. By now, all the other girls had been really wet. He entered just the head and asked again, "Are you sure?"

"Shampoo will never be excited with you," she answered, although internally she struggled not to let lose a big moan. Kuno wasn't getting anywhere, and it bothered him. "You let Shampoo go before she scream," she warned him.

Finally tired of trying to be nice about it, Kuno responded, "Scream as loudly as you want. Anyone who hears will just think that you're having fantastic sex. And you know what, they're going to be right." With one thrust of his hips, he slammed in his humongous shaft into Shampoo and made her scream in pain.

"No! Stop!" Shampoo sobbed uncontrollably as Kuno took her by force. Too horny to be moved by her tears, he started to pull out and push in very fast motions. "Please! Stop! You going to tear Shampoo apart!"

"That's the idea," he said as he fucked her without mercy. "I'm going to break you of all that pesky will you seem to have. When I'm done, nothing else will matter to you except my cock." Kuno bent down and licked Shampoo's still soft nipples.

After some serious sucking on his part, Shampoo's chest became hard with excitement. Even while her body betrayed her, she still cried for her predicament. The cold bastard only seemed to get pleasure as each new tear was shed.

Her chest was not the only part of her that seemed to be intent on going against her wishes. Try as she might to remain dry down there, her juices had started flowing freely. Her mind and heart might have been dead set against it, but her body seemed to be more than eager to enjoy the ride.

"How contrary women can be," Kuno said as he smiled evilly at Shampoo. "Just a few minutes ago, you damned me and my advances. But now..." The tall boy moved his hips a little to emphasize his point. "You move with me."

Shampoo shook her head, but found herself doing exactly what Kuno said. There was no denying it, this was fantastic sex. Even if it was with someone as undesirable as Kuno.

The sound of flesh smacking against flesh became louder and faster as time passed. Alongside grew Shampoo's shameful moans along with Kuno's proud grunts. The kendoist pistoned in and out of Shampoo fast and furiously.

"Do you yield?" Kuno asked as he panted.

"Never," Shampoo responded, still defiant of him.

Doing something that Shampoo didn't expect, Kuno stopped fucking her and pulled himself out of her. He sat next to her and sighed tired. "Fine, you can go as soon as the paralysis wears off," he said as he threw her clothes on top of her.

"Stupid boy make smart choice," Shampoo commented happily, but with some tinge of sadness somewhere in her voice. "Shampoo would have had to kill Kuno in a slow and torturous manner." Even Shampoo didn't know if she actually meant that or not.

Kuno scoffed at Shampoo's apparent threat. "Yeah right." He cupped her groin and whispered into her ear, "You only got a small taste today. You will return to finish what we started." Straightening up, he added, "They all do."

-End Chapter Five-

Author's Notes:

This whole story seems to be turning into one huge cliché. Well... if that's the way the story wants to turn out... who am I to judge?

The next chapter should hold some interesting plot twists. Oops! I've said too much!