"Hey, guys," the Lupina called out, "you should really come back to the tent and have a taming session, even if you don't do it to the poor pokegirl suffering in the pokeball here."
In unison, both otherworlders replied with a resounding "No," which made Sylia flinch.
Shrugging her shoulders, the Lupina strolled back to the encampment, "oh well, I tried."
.:: The Next Day ::.
The day's travel had been a little better than the day before, even if the Lupina was grouchy. Ranma would swear that all the wolf-girl could do was discuss sex, and it always seemed to include him. "Screw Asrial," "Bonk me," "Tame that pokegirl," or even, "wanna try three on one?" It just made him want to scream.
"You know, it would be a good idea if we stopped, and," Sylia began, only to be interrupted by a miffed martial artist.
"No. No sex. Not with you, not with Asrial, the girl in the ball, all three, two of, or even with that hole in the ground. I am not a side of beef," Ranma growled out.
"But, in a few hours..." She was really trying to explain things, yet she was interrupted again.
"Leave us alone about sex okay?" Asrial requested, but in a deep tone that left no room for negotiating.
In response, the Lupina pulled out a pocket watch while shrugging her shoulders.
Three hours later, Asrial was walking arm in arm with Ranma, not wanting a repeat of the previous day, "At some point, he'll have to realize that _he was violated too_"
Ranma pointed towards a clearing, "Too bad it's so early in the day, that looks like a good place to set up camp. Hey Sylia, how far until the next clearing after this one?"
In response, Sylia stopped and smiled.
Not hearing a response, Ranma turned to look over his shoulder. Asrial, who's arm was looped through his, turned as well. They both noticed the goofy grin on the Lupina's face, as she appeared to be staring at a stop-watch.
Asrial was the first to speak up, "What's going on, Sylia?"
"5," was the response.
Asrial's eyes grew large.
"4," continued the wolfish pokegirl.
Asrial's face lost it's color.
"3," the counting did not stop.
"Oh GOD NO! Please say your kidding!" Asrial screamed!
"2," Sylia almost chuckled.
Asrial, not wanting to take a chance, hooked her leg with Ranma's, and in a split second had him on the ground. "Sorry Ranma, I'm going to run the show this time," she half warned in a fearful voice while staring into his confused eyes.
"1," the Lupina chirped, "and... Zero!"
"What's this all about?" Asked a slightly confused Ranma, but he had an idea that it wasn't going to be nice.
Asrial blinked. Then, she looked at Ranma, and after a moment she blinked again. A second later, she glared daggers through Sylia, "That was not funny!"
"Urk."
"Why did you have to do that?" Asrial's face was beginning to burn with rage!
"Gurgle."
Sylia pointed down, and Asrial just shook her head, "No, you should explain, and you will do so, NOW!"
"Gurgle, urp, gurgle."
"Gurgle?" Asrial thought. Where was that sound coming from? There! She heard it again! She looked back and forth, still straddling Ranma, and saw nothing.
"Guhreaaaaaaaalph!" Ranma twisted to the side, nearly knocking Asrial over, and released the contents of his stomach on the ground beside him. His head felt a little fuzzy, but his stomach felt like two Ryoga's were having a party in it. The weight, he noted, had been removed from him; it was replaced by a caressing stroke on his back.
Sighing, Sylia finally walked over in time to watch the dry-heaves shaking Ranma's body. She shook her head, "I tried to warn him, but you and he weren't listening."
This earned another dagger-glare from the Salusian princess.
"You'll feel a little nauseous yourself in a bit," the Lupina stated calmly, "but nothing as bad as this."
Asrial had to force down a growl.
"The poisen wasn't completely gone, it was just down to manageable levels for a tamer's equilibrium. He still needed another taming session, but he was being too damned stuck up for his own good," Sylia explained.
Asrial was livid, "What do you mean, 'one more time,' Sylia? I thought you said it was over?!"
While breaking out the camping gear, Sylia explained further, "You didn't notice? He's been walking around with a raging hard-on for two days, and giving off enough pheromones to drive any pokegirl insane with lust. He needed it, wouldn't take it, so this is what he gets."
Asrial blinked, "two days?"
The simple response was, "I'm surprised he could walk; he must have one hell of a constitution. He didn't even try to jerk himself off, and I _really_ don't understand that. You two must really be from some messed up world."
The princess stated in a very small voice, "Ranma, you should have said something."
"He's in pain, but he won't die or anything like that. That part is long since over," The Lupina explained while laying out the camp material, "due to intercourse, you're going to be a little nauseous in a while. I would suggest saltines and water for the rest of the evening for you." Noticing Asrial's confused face, she added, "No, you won't be that sick, very little of the poisen will have affected you. Still, you might want to drag him off of the path." Then, she silently wondered if it were true that the poisen would leave a foggy footprint on the memories of those touched by it, namely Ranma and Asrial. Kami, she hoped so.
Still Sylia wasn't happy about the way things turned out, but she guessed that they would have to learn everything the hard way...
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