[Episode 115175] [Episode 115175]Namely, a curvy little red-headed sex slave, who also happened to be his mother, even if she did only look 18. Ranma tried to visualize his mother as he knew her, Dignified, mature, sexless, and match that with the girl who bare bottom he’d peeked at every time her too short skirt had shifted high enough to allow it. It wasn’t working Libido kept winning out over rational thought.
With a groan of despair, Ranma reached for a bucket of cold water. He knew one method that was sure to get rid of his stupid erection. And maybe without it cluttering up his thinking he could make his stupid body realize that it wasn’t right to think about doing things like that with his own mom!
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Outside the bathing room, Nabiki paced, constantly glancing toward the door. Her body ached with the need to go in there, be with Ranma, to let him do whatever he wished with her. This stupid world was her weirdest fantasies come to life. She knew that she’d experience pleasure if she gave into the urge. Hell, she’d already had the best orgasm of her life back in the slave market.
Her pride made her fight the temptation. She was not a slave! Something she’d been repeating to herself frequently. Maybe by the laws of this place she was, but that did not matter. What mattered was what she thought, and god damn it, she was not a slave!
Nabiki’s eyes suddenly widened and a wave of cold seemed to wash over her body leaving her shuddering in its wake. She didn’t need to think about what caused it, somehow she knew. “Ranma!” she cried out, her voice expressing mortal fear for the boy she belonged to.
Ranma blinked as Nabiki rushed into the bathing room, Ranma’s name on her lips, and a look of fear on her face. What the hell now? Ranma bounced to her feet and caught Nabiki by the shoulders, “What is it?”
Nabiki looked down at Ranma, and put out a hand to touch her, as if she couldn’t believe she was really there. Then a mask seemed to form over her expression, the worry and fear disappearing. “Oh, it’s just you,” she said in a dismissive manner. “You really should give a girl some warning, Saotome,” she drawled. Sitting herself down on a stool she took a shower nozzle off it’s clip on the wall, and began to wet down her body.
Ranma stared at Nabiki in annoyance, first she runs in here like the world was coming to an end, and now she acts like nothing was wrong. And Ranma knew something was wrong. There was an empty space in her senses that had not been there before. Ever since they’d come to this place, she’d had a sense of Nabiki. Not overwhelming, just an awareness. It was a bit like the technique she used in a fight, where she was aware of her foe even when she could not see them. But stronger. Now it wasn’t there. She tried to extend her senses and feel Nabiki the old way, but the girl lacked the battle aura Ranma needed to tag her in that manner. Well, nothing new there. She’d never been able to read Nabiki . . . except for the last few hours. Ranma stopped and mused. She hadn’t really been aware of it, not having had to make any effort to do it, but she’d been one up on Nabiki ever since they’d gotten here. She’d known what the girl was feeling, and when she was lying about those feelings. She’d known Nabiki wanted her, or rather, him. Ranma gave a snort and started washing her own body with a thick bar of soap. It was just the curse. Of course Nabiki didn’t want her while she was a girl. That was all there was to it.
Nabiki watched Ranma out of the corner of her eyes, appreciating the way the red-head’s body moved. She might not be as endowed as No-chan, but she was one sexy little bitch. But even a floor show of this quality could not ease the empty feeling she was experiencing. It had to be something to do with Ranma’s curse. The connection that they’d had since arriving here must only work between his male self and her.
Nabiki felt a sense of disappointment. She’d ruthlessly suppressed any indication of her bi-sexuality back home. Let the rumors swirl around Akane, she was not about to let something like that interfere with her future chances of advancement. She had made do without male companionship, she could bloody well do the same for female.
Only once had that determination wavered, the day Ranma had shown up on their doorstep, looking so cute and vulnerable that Nabiki had not been able to resist fondling her under the ridiculous excuse of showing her father that Ranma was not a boy.
She hadn’t been aware of it, but she guessed that in some way she’d expected that in this new world she’d be able to share Ranma’s girl side as well as his male. But from the detached way Ranma-chan was washing herself, that she didn’t have much interest in Nabiki presently. Something that seriously ticked Nabiki off.
“You’re going to have to be careful, Saotome,” Nabiki said in a casual voice.
“Huh, why?” Ranma asked, looking over at her in suspicion.
“A body like that could get you into trouble,” Nabiki said, running her eyes up and down Ranma’s amble curves.
“This body always gets me into trouble,” Ranma said in a dismissive tone, but she shifted a bit in her seat, transmitting an impression that she was worried that maybe Nabiki meant the trouble was going to be right now, and come from Nabiki. Ranma's face heated a bit as she told herself to stop thinking like that, they were both girls right now.
Nabiki felt touch of surprise, and pleasure, when Ranma blushed slightly. It looked like maybe Ranma-chan was not as oblivious to girls as she tried to pretend. But, she wasn’t about to let the little red-head off the hook.
“yea, but you never had to be worried about being sold as a slave before,” Nabiki drawled, and was pleased to see Ranma’s eyes widen at that. The girl obviously had not thought of that. Good, let her feel a little of what Nabiki was facing.
“No way!” Ranma said, a worried expression on her face.
“Yes way,” Nabiki said in amusement. “I wonder what happens to girl’s who fight boys in this world, and lose,” she mused. “Tell, me, could Ryouga beat you’re girl side? I wonder if he lives in this world. No reason he wouldn’t.”
A sudden image of Ryouga the last time Ranma had seen him in a bath floated up in her mind, and caused strong reactions in her body. Her girl side had never reacted to the thought of any guy like that before Ranma thought with sudden worry.
Of course, what Ranma was not taking into consideration was that her guy side had not been very highly sexualized before either, being more prone to fondness and a longing for companionship than any real lust. Her girl side was what Ranma would have been if she’d been born a girl. As long as Ranma had little interest in girls, in that way, Ranma-chan had shared the same indifference toward boys. Like her male side attraction to girls, Ranma-chan’s main attraction to boys had been for simple friendship, nothing more. That was all changed now, however. Ranma now had very strong and powerful urges in regard to girls, and as a result, Ranma-chan shared that new awareness of sex, only her's was biologically orrientated toward boys. The only difference was that Ranma considered his attraction to girls normal and right, and had never had any interest in guys, while Ranma-chan rejected her desires as wrong and sick, and still retained an attraction to girls that was the result of her environment, if not her biology.
“I’m a guy!” Ranma-chan said with great heat, glaring at Nabiki. “Even when I look like this, I’m a guy inside!” Nabiki just smirked. And went back to soaping a long leg which she extended toward Ranma, giving her a good look at what lay at the top of that limber extension.
“If you say so,” Nabiki said in a casual voice, enjoying being able to twist the knife once more. “But, that doesn’t really matter does it? I mean, if someone like Ryouga were to beat you in a fight, you wouldn’t have much say in the matter. I don’t think he’d buy you were a guy, not once he had you strapped down like I was, and was ready to claim his cute new slave. You know what they say, a stiff prick has no conscience,” Nabiki didn’t bother looking up at Ranma, she could picture the expression on the red-head’s face fine without doing so. Not only had she gotten under Ranma’s skin with the comments about Ryouga, but she’d managed to get a good shot in at what Ranma had done to her. Ah, revenge was so sweet.
Nabiki was taken by surprise when the overhead shower was suddenly turned on and cold water washed over her. She looked up at Ranma who had stepped in close to her, a grim look on her face. Before she could move, Ranma had taken hold of Nabiki’s head with her strong hands and was holding it firmly in place, just in front of Ranma’s groin.
“Say, Ahhhhhh,” Nabiki,” Ranma suggested.
Nabiki’s eyes just had time to open wide in realization when the hot water finally made its way up the pipe and out the shower head.
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