King of the Girls

King of the Girls

By: XtremePlaga

Disclaimer: Ranma and company belong to Rumiko. Blame her if you develop a nosebleed.

Second Disclaimer: Anyone under the legal age better have a time machine available with them if they want to read this.

Chapter Nine: Trap

Kuno lay panting in bed, sweat covered his naked body from head to toe. He felt like he should have had a smoke now, save for the fact that he was too young to smoke, not to mention that smoking messed with a guy's lung capacity and endurance. Next to him, a very naked and very sticky Nodoka also lay panting. Kuno smiled victoriously as he reminisced of what he and the older woman had done.

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“You go to my son's school?” Nodoka asked as she stood aside to allow the tall young man to enter. Closing the door behind them, she led him to the dining room and had him take a seat while she heated up some water to make some tea. Sitting down while they waited for the water to heat up, Nodoka asked, “Is something wrong with my son?”

Kuno laughed, but for what reason, Nodoka had no clue. The kendoist flashed a knowing smile at Nodoka and stood up. Walking around and standing behind the seated woman, he said, “I am actually not here for Ranma. I'm here because of you.”

“Me?” Nodoka asked as she turned her head to look at the young man. “Excuse me, but what business could you possibly have with me?”

Kuno placed his hands on her shoulders in what Nodoka assumed was a reassuring manner. “You might not realize it, but you and me have a lot to talk about.” He gave her a slight massage, which she begrudgingly accepted.

The kendoist's plan to seduce the older woman were in full effect as he worked to bring down her defenses little by little. He kneaded her shoulders and felt some of her tension just slip away. “What are these things we need to talk about?” she asked, trying to focus on the conversation.

“First of all, we need to discuss why it excites you when I do this.” Unexpectedly, Kuno's hands snaked into Nodoka's shirt and fondled her breasts. She remained frozen in shock, unable to believe how forward this boy was being with her.

He poked her nipples with his index fingers as he leaned in to nibble on her earlobe. Nodoka moaned softly; part of her telling her to stop him, while the other half reminded her that her husband hadn't touched her in quite a while. She remained quiet, too torn to choose.

“Next, we should talk about why you feel the need to grab this.” Walking around so he was standing in front of her, he lowered his zipper and brought out his cock. Nodoka gasped in shock, amazed by the size of it. Gingerly, she took a hold of it, as Kuno continued to speak, “Like it?”

The middle aged woman developed a goofy grin on her face as she looked up at Kuno with pleading eyes. He nodded and smiled at her. She smiled back, then sucked on the tip of his penis as she stroked the body.

“This is getting too easy,” Kuno commented, speaking primarily to himself. Nodoka took in a few more inches of cock, her mouth as wide as she could get it without dislocating her jaw. The older woman got into the swing of things, though it wasn't for the reasons Kuno thought.

Yes, it was true that his pheromones worked wonders on people of the female persuasion. Yes, they were having a slight effect on Nodoka. No, that wasn't why she was sucking his dick like she was trying to get some Robittussin out of it. She was just horny, plain and simple. In the last ten years, the only tail she had scored was Ukyo, and she didn't count because she was a girl.

The older woman had a lot of pent up frustration to work through, and Kuno had unknowingly stepped up to the plate. Kuno grabbed Nodoka by the hair roughly and fucked her mouth, trying to go deeper than what the laws of physics permitted. He had her lean her head back and he leaned over her in a position circus performers used to swallow swords.

He resumed the hip thrusts, his dick surprisingly managing to fit in her mouth completely without leaving out a single inch. The demure woman's breasts bounced as best as they could within their confinements. Kuno allowed the twins to breath as he slid Nodoka's shirt down to her belly. “You have a nice pair,” he said as he fondled her.

Nodoka mumbled something in response, though her mouth was just too full to even say a single letter. It was probably thanks, or something to that effect. Kuno should have been the one saying thanks, the way she sucked his dick like some kind of old pro. The horny woman took a deep breath as Kuno withdrew and sat down on a chair.

Wiping her chin with the back of her hand, Nodoka got up and slipped of her clothes and set them neatly on the table folded. Kuno leaned back on the chair confident, knowing he didn't even have to say anything. He just had to wait there for her to get on top of him.

Straddling the well endowed young man, she slowly impaled herself on his rod. Nodoka gasped. Kuno's sheer size reminded her of when she gave birth to Ranma. He was big! Well, not that big, but he certainly came closer than any man should have.

"How does it feel to have my cock inside you?" he asked.

Moaning loudly, Nodoka somehow managed to respond, "Wonderful." She moved her hips around, moaning every time Kuno's dick rubbed up against a sensitive spot. "It feels wonderful," the older woman repeated as she bounced up and down.

Kuno fondled her breasts roughly as the older woman moved up and down. He fingered the hard nipples, twisting them slightly and eliciting a large moan from Nodoka in response. He twisted them again, once more receiving a vocal response from the woman on top of him.

When he was about to blow, he had her get off him and on her knees. "Open your mouth," he ordered her as he jerked himself off. Nodoka opened up as wide as she could as Kuno orgasmed into her open orifice, not to mention her cheeks, chin and nose.

"Tasty," Nodoka declared as she savored the semen in her mouth. Grabbing her by the wrist, Kuno dragged her to her bedroom. How he knew where her bedroom was even though he had never been in her house before, that was a mystery.

He threw her on the bed, then slipped out of the clothes he still had on. Kuno glided over to the side of the bed, his cock throbbing with desire. "Let's have more fun."

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Fun they had. Plenty of it. The young man got his breathing under control as he turned toward the older woman. She looked up at him, a mixture of happiness and shock on her face. "Ready for another round?" he asked her.

"You're a machine!" Kuno smiled mischievously as Ranma's mom struggled to sit up. Doing the gentlemanly thing and helping her up, Kuno waited for her response. "Of course," she declared as she took a hold of his dick.

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It was now mid-morning in a Saturday. The Cat Café was packed to capacity with hungry customers. Shampoo bounded from table to table, finding it hard to keep up with the customer's demands. It didn't help any that Mousse moved at a snail's pace in the kitchen, too tired from last night's physically demanding activities.

"Why are you so sluggish today?" Cologne asked the boy. He blushed from head to toe and sputtered some nonsensical excuse. Cologne bopped him on the head and said, "It doesn't matter what you've been up to in your free time. While you're working, you better do your best."

"Slave driver," Mousse muttered under his breath when Cologne was out of earshot. He tried his best to keep the high pace he usually had, but just couldn't. Shampoo had been an animal in bed last night! Mousse blushed once more as images of a certain nude amazon flashed through his head.

Shampoo waited at the counter for the costumer's orders. Tapping her foot impatiently, she went back into the kitchen to see what was taking Mousse so long. She saw him staring off into space and got annoyed. The purple-haired amazon slapped him on the back of the head and yelled at him, "Duck boy stop dreaming and work!"

"Sorry," Mousse apologized as he got right back into the swing of things. He was so used to cooking that he could do it blindfolded. In fact, that's pretty much how he did it since he refused to wear his glasses.

So, the myopic amazon turned to gaze at Shampoo. He had seen every curve on her body, down to the last inch. Shampoo was waiting around bored, looking at the ceiling to pass the time. This gave Mousse a devilish idea.

"Here are the next orders," Mousse commented as he placed two trays filled with plates of food on her hands. Just before she left to serve the customers, Mousse took advantage of Shampoo's helplessness and cupped her groin. He gave her crotch a good stroke and let her go on her way.

Shampoo smiled at Mousse and delivered the orders to their respective tables. Yesterday, she would have killed the boy if he so much as made a dirty comment. After last night, letting him cup a feel while they were alone in the kitchen was no big deal.

The near-blind long haired boy got cooking with renewed vigor as Shampoo delivered the orders in record speed. "Duck boy hurry up or Shampoo start sprouting gray hairs." Mousse finished off quickly, then just like before, he handed Shampoo the orders and stroked her groin for a brief moment.

This exchange went down for a better part of the morning. Thankfully for Shampoo's decency and Mousse's longevity, Cologne was attending the cash register up front. Because of this, she didn't notice the touching that was going down.

When the rush was finally over and only a few stragglers were left behind, Mousse pulled Shampoo into the kitchen. He had her stroke his bulge through the thin fabric of his pants as he snaked his hand up her shirt and fondled her breasts. Shampoo whispered worried, "What if greatgrandmother sees us?"

"The old crone won't notice anything as long as we stay quiet," Mousse whispered into Shampoo's ear as he moved her hand then started to hump her from behind. The purple haired warrior moaned softly as Mousse's bulge rubbed up against her butt. She widened her stance and bent over a little to allow better contact between Mousse's erection and her pussy.

Shampoo placed her hands on the counter to steady herself as Mousse grinded up against her. Her body tingled and her crotch felt hot as her excitement grew. The purple haired girl couldn't take being teased anymore. She stopped Mousse mid-swing and dragged him away to her room.

"Mousse fuck Shampoo now," she said as she threw the boy on the bed. The nearly blind Amazon was out of his clothes at record speed. Shampoo too undressed quickly, too horny to worry about things like decency or even foreplay.

She straddled Mousse and kissed him, using her hands to guide his member inside. She bounced up and down as a knock came at the door. The two teens stopped. "Who is it?" Shampoo asked.

"A costumer has ordered a delivery. The order and direction to the house are on the counter."

Shampoo sighed annoyed as she realized that she would have to remain frustrated anywhere between ten minutes and a whole hour. "Shampoo go down in moment," she called out to Cologne, who respected her heir's privacy. "You stay here," she told Mousse silently as she gave him one last kiss before getting off him and dressing. "Mousse not go nowhere."

"Wouldn't dream of it," he responded as he got comfortable while he waited.

Shampoo bounded down the steps quickly, took the order and direction, and drove off on her bicycle. She passed a couple of motorcyclists who rode a little too slow for her. Finally, she arrived at the house and knocked on the door. "Delivery!"

Someone from inside told her to come in. At least, that was what Shampoo thought she heard. The voice was too muffled to be properly understood. Entering the seemingly empty house, Shampoo set the order on the table, then searched for her costumer so she could be paid and be on her way.

"Grab her!" Someone yelled behind her. Shampoo was caught off-guard as she was caught by a set of strong, feminine hands. "Are you ready to have some fun?" Out of the shadows stepped Kuno, naked and sporting a huge boner.

"What idiot doing here?" She looked behind herself and saw none other than Ranma's mom holding her. The older woman was nude just like Kuno. "Why Ranma's mother hold Shampoo hostage?"

Kuno chuckled as he stepped forward and cupped Shampoo's groin, which was still wet from her earlier activity with Mousse. "Don't blame her. She has to do what I say if she wants me to fuck her again some time in the future."

Nodoka developed a goofy grin as she looked at Kuno with lust in her eyes. “I hope it's some time soon,” she said, subconsciously grinding her hips against Shampoo's body. The amazon struggled to break free, but couldn't even budge. The older woman had been rendered mad with desire, and that same madness awarded her Ryoga-like strength.

While the older woman held her in place, the tall boy ran a finger down Shampoo's neck, tracing her collarbone. He reached the top of her shirt, frowning at it slightly. “You should really mind your manners, my dear. I mean, here we are ready to party, and you're still dressed.”

“Fuck you!” replied the captive girl hotly, spitting on Kuno's face.

Wiping the spittle from his face and grinning victoriously, the kendoist replied, “Sure thing. I'll fuck you since you ask so nicely.” Laughing at his own wit, Kuno undid the buttons of Shampoo's shirt and opened it.

Shampoo had been so preoccupied with getting the order delivered and returning to Mousse to finish their little encounter, she had neglected to put on a bra. Her breasts hung loosely, free to be admired. Kuno did just that, enjoying the view before him.

As the tall boy ogled the purple-haired girl, Nodoka whispered things into her ear. “Be a good girl and do as you're told,” she said, licking her ear. “I promise you won't regret it.”

“Never. Shampoo never submit to soon-to-be-dead boy and crazy-lesbo-lady.”

“That's a good idea!” exclaimed Kuno, stepping back and sitting down on a chair. “I want you two to satisfy each other for my amusement.” That request was met with different responses; Shampoo stared incredulous at the boy, while Nodoka just shrugged and went to work.

The older woman wrapped her arms around Shampoo, cupping the girl's small but perky breasts. She grabbed the still soft nipples and tweaked them, using years of personal experience to her favor. Despite her great willpower and personal aversion to girl-on-girl encounters, Shampoo couldn't stop her body from reacting positively to Nodoka's ministrations.

“Your nipples are getting hard, sweety. Are you sure you don't want this?” asked Nodoka teasingly.

“N- Oh!” Shampoo tried to give a quick negative response, but as she was about to say it the auburn-haired woman flicked her nipple hard, eliciting a moan from the girl.

Smiling wickedly, Nodoka asked, “Did you say something? I'm afraid I couldn't hear you over your own moaning.” Shampoo's face flushed red with both embarrassment and anger. “I'm going to ask again, are you sure you don't want this?”

“Y- Ah!” Again, Nodoka silenced whatever response Shampoo was about to make with a quick flick of the wrist.

“You're so bad,” said Kuno with a laugh, gently stroking himself.

The older woman replied with a wink, “I learned from the best.” Turning her attention back to the girl in her arms, Nodoka slid a hand down over her abdomen, pulling the girl closer to her. Turning her head to look at Kuno, the older woman grinded her hips against Shampoo as she smiled at the boy seductively.

The hand that was on Shampoo's belly slid downward, reaching the top of the girl's pants. Nodoka's slim hand squeezed into the amazon's clothes with little trouble. To her surprise, her hand was immediately met with naked flesh.

“Oh? This is a nice surprise...” Nodoka turned to Kuno and told him, “She's not wearing any panties.” Shampoo's whole face turned red. Whether it was from getting caught going Commando or from being touched by Nodoka, even she wasn't sure.

Kuno nodded to himself, looking at the girl with new eyes. “Truly a maiden worthy of joining my highly-exclusive harem.”

Nodoka's fingers worked their magic on Shampoo's womanhood, making the resistant girl turn to putty. The amazon couldn't stop the moans that came from her mouth as she was masturbated by the older woman. “N- Oh! St- Oh! Ah!”

Pulling back slightly to put some distance between them, Nodoka grabbed one of Shampoo's limp arms and pulled it back. “I think it's about time you returned the favor, young lady,” Nodoka said as she placed Shampoo's hand against her crotch. Shampoo cupped the groin, touching it uncertainly. “Not like that! Touch me like how you touch yourself.”

Shampoo thought back to the few times she had masturbated, trying to repeat her past actions. However, that hand in her pants made it hard to remain standing, much less think clearly. Despite these obstacles, the purple-haired girl did her best to please her captor.

Kuno enjoyed the show before him as the older, more experienced woman touched the younger, inexperienced one. Soon, he would ravage the exotic amazon's body. Afterward, she'd be just as obedient as Ranko's mother. Maybe not as much, since the amazon didn't have over a decade of pent-up frustration, but close enough.

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Speaking of frustration, Ryoga Hibiki had more than plenty of it on his hands. “I said no,” he said with determination, ignoring the redhead that clutched tightly to his arms. “I will not have sex with you.”

“Why not?” asked Ranko pleadingly, trying to give the boy the dreaded puppy-dog eyes trick. The move failed, since Ryoga was not even looking at her. “Dammit, Ryoga! Why do you refuse to touch me?”

“You threw away your manhood,” responded the lost-boy.

Ranko thought about that statement, coming to an erroneous, though understandable, conclusion. “So... You wanted to get freaky with my male side then,” she reasoned.

Ryoga somehow managed to tear himself away from Ranko long enough to perform a traditional face-fault. “No, you idiot!” he yelled, standing back up. Taking a breath to calm himself, Ryoga said, “You threw away your honor. How can I be personal with someone like that?”

“My honor?” Ranko closed her eyes and thought about her honor; really thought about it. What had her sense of honor ever brought her, aside from unwanted suitors and an endless horde of rivals? “Heh... Honor. I don't need it. Just like I don't need my male-side.”

“And you wonder why I've lost all respect I had for you.”

Ranko crossed her arms over her chest and let out a huff, growing annoyed with Ryoga's derisive tone. “If you don't respect me, then why are you traveling with me?”

“I need your help to get back to Nerima,” responded Ryoga, waiting for Ranko to keep walking so he wouldn't get lost.

“Ah... I see!” Ranko moved on, followed closely behind by Ryoga. The redhead whistled a carefree tone as she walked. “Can't wait to get with Akane now that I'm out of the picture, eh?” Ranko asked jokingly, turning to give Ryoga a wink. “Well, don't be surprised if she turns ya down. No offense man, but you're up against some pretty heavy competition.”

Ryoga snorted. “My return to Nerima isn't strictly for Akane, though I'd be lying if I said she wasn't in my mind.” Ryoga put the short-haired Tendo out of his thoughts, focusing on more important manners. “I'm going to find out what Kuno did to you, Ranma. I promise you.”

Ranko stopped in her tracks. The air around the redhead turned cold as she turned her icy gaze to Ryoga. “Hurt him and I'll kill you,” said Ranko with so much fury, even a fully awakened Saffron would have had cause for pause.

The lost-boy was not fazed by the girl's blatant threat. In fact, he was amused by it enough to let loose a loud guffaw. “You forget Ranma; your girl-side is a lot weaker than your male-side. When you used the locking ladle, I became the strongest man in Nerima.”

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Strength is a matter of personal view. Ryoga had the physical strength and battle prowess, true; but Kuno had the sexual strength and inhuman stamina. A fact Shampoo was learning firsthand as she was bent over the table and Kuno plowed into her from behind.

“Take that!” he said, pushing in strongly. “And that! And that!” Shampoo's throat was sore from all the screaming she had done as Kuno filled her body to it's limit. Nodoka was off to the side, masturbating as she patiently waited her turn.

The older woman looked at the young amazon with jealousy, wishing she was the one bent over the table. “When is it going to be my turn?” she complained, unhappy that Shampoo was getting all the attention. She needed satisfying too!

Kuno smiled apologetically at Ranko's mom. “I'm sorry, my seasoned goddess. I already said I won't stop until this slut accepts that she's my newest conquest.” Kuno stopped moving his hips, allowing Shampoo to catch her breath. “So, do you admit defeat?” he asked her.

“Never,” she barely managed to respond, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Still defiant I see,” stated Kuno as he restarted the motions. Once again Shampoo screamed at the top of her lungs as she was fucked from behind. “Your tenacity is inspiring, my exotic flower. I will enjoy breaking you.”

Shampoo's mind focused intensely on her teachings as a proud Amazon of the Joketsozuku village. She tethered on to these memories, using them to block the intense lust she felt. The memory became hazier and hazier the longer the kendoist was inside her.

Soon, Shampoo would forget her teachings, and she'd be just like Kuno said: broken. However, the women of the Joketsozuku tribe were nothing if not tenacious. If Kuno would indeed break her, then he'd have to work for it.

That was the problem. He was working for it, and there was no way to keep her honor, and mind, if he was allowed to continue. Already, Shampoo's thoughts began to blur even more. Desperate for a single thought that would keep her from Kuno's influence, she latched on to the first memory that came to mind.

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A young Xian Pu, still small enough to be considered chibi, played happily in the village with a group of other girls. All the girls had flowers in their hands, picked from the floral scene around the village. It was a contest, to see who could make the most beautiful bouquet.

The young heir of the matriarch of the village couldn't afford to lose. As the honorable Ku Lon's great-granddaughter, it was Shampoo's duty to always be victorious in contests against her fellow Amazon's. Even simple children's games such as these.

The tiny girl searched around frantically for any flower she could use. Held tightly in her little hand were some white lilacs, which were boringly common around the village. “One minute!” yelled the girl who was keeping time.

“I need more time!” Shampoo whispered to herself as she looked around. The other girls had a wide assortment of flowers, and were busy tying them together into bouquets. No! She couldn't lose! She wouldn't! She'd... She'd...

“Xian Pu...” The tiny girl was startled out of her panicked thoughts as someone behind her said her name. Turning around, she saw a small, chibi version of Mu Tzu. The tiny boy had in his hands a beautiful bouquet of flowers; some of which weren't even natural to the village.

“Ah! Where did Mu Tzu find all these flowers?” Xian Pu stared at the bouquet greedily. If she had it, she'd win the contest for sure!

Blushing furiously, the young boy handed the bouquet over to Xian Pu. “These are for you,” he said simply, his mouth going dry with nervousness.

Not catching on to the romantic connotations of the gesture and just thinking he was helping her win the game she was in, Xian Pu accepted the flowers happily. “Thank you so much!” she yelled as she gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. “I'm so happy!”

“Time's up!” called the time-keeper. Xian Pu bounded happily to show her friends the beautiful bouquet she had, leaving behind a very happy boy. Mu Tzu stood around in a haze, rubbing his cheek and grinning like an idiot.

The group of girls huddled around Xian Pu, admiring the flowers she had. The purple haired girl beamed with pride as she basked in the glow of her popularity. Amidst cheers and accolades, Xian Pu was named winner of the contest.

Mu Tzu watched the proceedings closely. To the tiny boy, there was not a group of girls huddled closely together, talking excitedly among themselves. There was only Xian Pu, still holding the flowers he had worked long and hard to get for her.

“She accepted my proclamation of love...” Mu Tzu's smile somehow managed to grow larger. Descending into loud guffaws, the sleek-haired boy yelled up to the heavens, “She said yes!” He laughed madly, earning a few stares from some of the other kids.

“What is four-eyes going on about?” one of the girls of Xian Pu's group asked. Shampoo shrugged her shoulders in response; too young and naive to realize what had happened that day. To her, Mu Tzu was just being weird as usual.

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Shampoo smiled happily, uncaring that Kuno was still inside her ravaging her body. Now she understood why Mousse went after her so fervently. In some weird way, she'd already accepted his love all those years ago.

No... Scratch that... She hadn't known of his intentions back then. But, she did accept his feelings recently; and reciprocated them in kind. The passion they had shared had seemed only like a way to please the flesh while the heart waited for the young Saotome.

Now? It was her feelings for the bespectacled boy that allowed her to block Kuno's attempts to subvert her to his will. Sure, she was getting off from all the sex, but her mind was still her own.

No longer in any danger of becoming the tall kendoist's sex-slave, Shampoo put her Amazon mind to work on a proper punishment for Kuno. Castration? Nah... Too permanent. She needed something she could inflict, and re-inflict, and re-inflict once more as many times as her slighted honor demanded it.

Maybe she could just resort to some good-old-fashioned torture... No. Not that one either. Getting physically violent with the boy was a bad move. Sure... He was an idiot... But he was also a very talented martial artist.

He would probably overpower her if she tried anything, then he would probably have his way with her; just like right now. No... She needed to be devious, like Cologne.

Shampoo thought about her diminutive ancestor, considering including her in her plans for revenge. Quickly, the purple-haired girl dismissed that notion. Cologne could not be allowed to learn that Shampoo's decency had been lost to someone that was not her betrothed.

In the village of Joketsozuku, a girl's virginity was her most prized possession. Even more than the secrets of her family's martial arts techniques. To have a man take her against her will, she'd be lucky if she was exiled. Not to mention the horrors the guy would suffer.

That was the thing. Shampoo cared nothing for what happened to Kuno, but Kuno wasn't the one who took her virginity. Mousse was. If Cologne got involved, and she learned of their little tryst... Armageddon wouldn't be enough to describe Colonge's wrath.

“Why so quiet?” asked Kuno, breaking Shampoo out of her plotting. “Have you finally decided to give yourself over to the lust?” Kuno's dick throbbed with anger. He'd been ready to blow about fifteen minutes ago, but he purposely held himself off so he could finish right when the girl he was inside of saw things his way.

Thinking of a brilliant plan in a moment of great insight, Shampoo responded with an excited yell, “Yes! Shampoo is too, too horny for stick-boy's massive fuck-stick! Please give it to Shampoo more! Fill Shampoo with stick-boy's hot seed!”

“That's what I wanted to hear!” Kuno restarted the motions, no longer holding himself back. Within a minute, he reached his long-waited release. “Take the holy seed of the Kuno family, you whore!” he screamed as he came inside her.

Shampoo felt the tall boy's hot cum inside her, silently asking Mousse for forgiveness. If her plan for revenge would work, she would have to pretend to be Kuno's sex-slave. Her pride would suffer greatly, but she was willing to sacrifice herself for love. Mousse's love.

-End Chapter Nine-

Things are certainly progressing along. And to think, this thing started out as just some mindless porn without any plot or anything of the sort. Now, it's some mindless porn with a half-assed story thrown in to bridge between the sex scenes.

I've been thinking about possible pairings for when the story ends and the plot is resolved. This isn't set in stone, but I'm considering Ryoga/Akane, Mousse/Shampoo, Ukyo/Nodoka (sproing!), Nabiki/Kasumi (incest FTW!), Kuno/Ranko, Kodachi/Herself (lol).

Also, if you seriously believed me just now when I said I was plotting the end of this story, you should smack yourself for being so damn gullible. I make shit up as I go along. Blame my muse for having some sort of blood-feud with the gods of properly-planned stories.