[Episode 114485] [Episode 114485]A heavy set of earphones transmitted the words to Kimiko’s ears, while the brass speaking trumpet in front of her mouth, held in place by a collar, sent her words back to her fellow member of M.A.D. F.E.M. “Thank you very much Yuki-chan. I hope you enjoy the recipe.”
The sparks around the disk slowed and the image faded. Kimiko hung her speaking trumpet and headset on the hooks provided for it, and the entire apparatus sank out of site in the top of her vanity, leaving no trace behind that it had never existed.
Kimiko looked down at the anxious face of her best-friend and house-slave. The attractive woman, a few years younger than Kimiko, knelt with her hands tucked under her chin, her long red-hair streaming down her back and contrasting nicely against her white slave tunic. “It’s official No-chan, Ranma bonded Nabiki.”
No-chan closed her eyes for a second, her face showing intense relief and joy. “My son is so manly,” she finally said. “I’m sure he’ll make Mistress Nabiki very happy.”
“Not Mistress anymore No-chan. She’s a slave, just like you. For now we will address her as Nabiki-chan, until her master decides what he wishes to call her.” Kimiko gave a sigh. “I just hope it turns out well. Nabiki would have been a good match for the Tatewalkie boy. She’d have been able to manage his wealth with skill. She has an instinct. I just don’t know if she has what it takes to be the slave of a martial artist.”
“A martial-artist’s slave’s life if full of peril,” No-chan said.
“Hmmmm, yes, as you say, and so is a martial artist’s” Kimiko rose from her seat and allowed her dressing gown to slide off her body, revealing a form that was as tight and muscular as when she’d been sixteen, with little sign other than larger breasts to show that she’d accomplished the remarkable feat of having three children in four years. An almost unprecedented feat.
And not something likely to happen again now that the human race seemed to have acquired an immunity to the fertility drugs that had made it possible.
Kimiko stretched in front of the admiring eyes of No-chan, her slightly stocky build rippling with muscles just barely concealed under a thin layer of soft surface fat. She could almost have been the twin of her middle daughter, except for being two inches taller, and having the same light brown hair as her oldest daughter.
Kimiko lithely strode over to where a training Gi hung from a hook, and slipped it on, pulling the belt tight around her waist. Reaching up, she took down a Kendo sword from several. She weighed in her hands and then put it back and took down a larger one. She grinned nastily in satisfaction. “Speaking of martial-artists, and peril. I think I will go and welcome your ex-husband to the neighborhood.”
No-chan’s eyes widened. Kimiko had made no effort to hide her anger at Genma over what he’d done to Nodoka, despite knowing her husbands affection for his old friend. She didn’t think Kimiko was talking about baking him a cake. “Master will switch you,” she warned.
Kimiko only smiled at her. “Yes, he will. How nice. A win/win, situation.”
Nodoka sighed, She didn’t know why she bothered. Kimiko didn’t even try to keep control of her temper at times. It was the master’s fault, really. He knew that being switched only made Kimiko hot. Which would have been fine, if switching his wife; didn’t make Soun even hotter. Instead of letting Kimiko simmer in her own juices till she was properly sorry, he’d usually swing her over his shoulder and carry her off and not be seen till the next morning, if that early.
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