[Episode 116826] [Episode 116826]
Akane Tendo was dreaming. She knew she was dreaming. Perhaps it was the way her bedroom seemed just a bit out of focus. Perhaps it was because her movements seemed just a tad bit slower than they should have been. Perhaps it was the fact that her bed now seemed to be in the center of her room. Or perhaps it was because she found herself laying on top of her covers, wearing a very slinky, very see-through vest/panties set. The gauzy material was tied loosely by a thin ribbon in the front, and was definitely not what she wore to bed.
Yes, any of these things could have tipped the dreaming girl off. On the other hand, it could have been the fact that her two older sisters were standing in her doorway wearing exactly what she was, except whereas hers was a light shade of yellow, Kasumi’s was a fetching blue, and Nabiki’s was a green.
As she gawked at her siblings, the two girls stared back with unreadable expressions. Then, as one, they began to walk forward, only to split up to go on either side of her bed. Akane tried to sit up, but found herself unable to. Once they stood on either side of her, Kasumi and Nabiki reached down to slowly pull on the ribbon tying her vest closed. Once gone, the two flaps of fabric fell to her sides, exposing her bare breasts to the night air. Without pausing, and still without expression, the two standing Tendo daughters each moved a hand to grasp and mold those exposed boobs.
Eyes nearly popping out of her head, erotic feelings shot from her chest up into her brain, and down to a far more sensitive spot between her thighs. *Why (oh!) am I dreaming (ah!) about this?! (ungh!) About Them! (eek!)* she thought, desperately trying to take control of the dream and stop her sisters from molesting her further. But it was for naught, as lips and tongues soon replaced fingers, and two pairs of lips began suckling on the poor girl’s rock-hard nipples.
Akane, through her sensation overloaded mind, became aware of yet another presence in the room. Wildly looking around, she saw Ranma standing in the darkness of a corner, watching the goings on with a smirk. Before she could react to him however, she found herself distracted when her sisters, still nibbling on the tips of her tits, slowly moved their hands down her stomach and towards the thin panties she was wearing. Suddenly finding her arms able to move, she began to fend off those groping hands, only to find it a full time job as her sisters simply kept trying.
”Noooooo. Kasumi. Nabiki. Don’t. Stop that. Don’t lick. No. No teeth, not thereeee. Ohhhh.” Unable to raise her voice beyond a throaty moan, Akane was finding it harder and harder to resist the feelings bombarding her mind and to fend off the slow but insistent hands. *I’ve got to, got to, stop them. Distract them. But I can only move my arms.* An idea came to her. It was deeply embarrassing, but given the circumstances it seemed to fit. After one last knocking away of the questing hands, she reached under her bent over sisters and grabbed one of their hanging breasts in each hand. Feeling her sisters’ hands stop their downward movements, she began to rub, stroke, mold, and tease the two heavy tits that filled her hands. Soon the lips and teeth working on her tits slowed and deep panting breaths from both siblings could be felt across her wet nipples. When she circled Kasumi’s nipple with the tip of her finger, the eldest Tendo daughter suddenly groaned and grabbed Akane’s manipulating hand, crushing it against her tit. She stayed like that for a few brief seconds, then suddenly stood up straight, holding Akane’s hand in both of hers. Akane, seeing the success, quickly repeated the action on the still bent over Nabiki, with the same results. Now she lay on her bed, breathing deeply, blushing from the action, and with her hands being held almost lovingly by her two dream-sisters. The sound of clapping drew her attention.
”Good! Very good!” The dream Ranma exclaimed as he strode forward. He was dressed in Ranma’s usual style of a silk shirt and loose pants. Both the shirt and his pants were blank with red highlights.
”Who…who are you?”
He smiled. “Ah, you figured that out as well! Excellent! You truly are a Tendo!” The Ranma figure raised his arms with a flourish, showing off his body. “It is true that I am not your fiancée, nor some dream figure your horny little mind conjured up. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Tan, god of Lust, second class, secondary focus of Duty. Patron spirit of courtesans, geisha, mistresses, concubines, and harem girls.” His eyes turned serious, and the easy smile he was sporting slipped away. “And, Akane Tendo, I am your ultimate grandfather.”
The youngest Tendo boggled at the idea. “You’re my what?!” Looking down at her nearly nude form, she frowned. “Do you mind?”
Tan nodded seriously and Akane found herself free of whatever it was that had been holding her. She quickly snatched her hands away from the still standing Kasumi and Nabiki, and pulled the edge of her bedcover up and over her to provide some modesty.
”I am your ultimate grandfather. And I am here to call upon you to fulfill your family’s duty.”
Satisfied that her body was now adequately covered, she looked up at the self-proclaimed god in Ranma’s form. “Duty?”
”Yes, let me explain. Long ago, several powerful wizards, quite insane, managed to steal bits and pieces of Power from several minor gods and goddesses. Before they were caught and punished, they had managed to meld these strands of stolen Power into their own, man-made godling. They took the soul of a human boy-child, fused it with a core of Chaos Power, merged it with a strand of Order (an act which caused them to explosively lose two of their members), combined it with a web of War, infused it with stolen Dedication, and wrapped it all up with some of my own Power of Lust. We never have figured out what they were trying to accomplish. Who can know the minds of madmen? But what they created was something never seen before. A mortal spirit, almost as insane as his ‘fathers’, out of control, and wielding a power that threatened all. For years we watched the child grow, for we found that our powers would not touch him. A few gods, and demons too, sent assassins after him, all of which failed. When he was younger, luck seemed to go his way. Those sent to harm him found themselves run over by runaway carts, or stepping on just the wrong tile on a roof, or accidentally nicking themselves with their own poisoned blade. When he was older, his Warrior aspect began to show and he became too formidable for a simple blade or arrow to deal with. When he reached the age of 30, the Worldtree froze in its swaying, and we all knew fear. His innate powers, uncontrolled even by him, began to grow and swirl at an incredible rate. And it showed no signs of stopping. His insanity grew as well, and he began to carve himself an empire. We could all see that there were none that could stand before this creature, and it would not take long for him to conquer, and then destroy in his madness, the world.”
Tan looked at Akane to make sure she was still listening. She was. “All of the spirits, gods, and goddesses of Wisdom pooled their resources and probed into his nature, looking for a weakness. And at last they found it. And that is where I come in. You see, the key was the binding of Lust the wizards had used. The young man was a pressure cooker, gaining power, but unable to release it. And so it grew and grew, affecting him and everything around him. But, they theorized, if the Aspect of Lust was activated, the power would, in small quantities, disperse harmlessly. And so we sent woman after woman, all of whom were volunteers and were favored of their patron gods and goddesses, to him. And after each coupling the man’s powers diminished and his madness faded bit by bit.”
”Now that we found the key, we needed something permanent in place. Just to keep things running smoothly. Well, that and because the various gods and goddesses were complaining that their favored female champions and paladins had all become thoroughly smitten, almost worshipful, of their young paramour. Anyways, a woman was chosen to accept my personal seed to breed a demi-goddess that would be dedicated to serving the chaotic spirit and ensure the peace of the world.”
“In due time the mortal godling grew old and died. And we all breathed a sigh of relief and waited for his tortured spirit to appear at the gates to Heaven. However he never showed. Some years later the Worldtree froze for a few seconds again. And we found a newly reincarnated godling suckling at his mortal mother’s breast. And so, we saw, it began again. I lay with my daughter, the one that had been born to serve the spirit’s last incarnation, and bred another demi-goddess. And so it started. From that day forward the line of that family bred true, and all the females dedicated themselves to the duty of pleasuring that spirit should it be reborn in their generation. They used their divine gifts, a legacy of mine, to serve him and find others to do so as well. And in doing so they saved the world from madness and destruction.”
Akane broke in, “And that is why you are here isn’t it? The spirit has been born again and you want me to…serve it.”
Tan smiled at her slightly. “Close. The spirit was actually born almost 18 years ago, after being dormant for nearly a hundred years.” A twinkle appeared in his eye. “Can’t you guess at his identity?”
With a tiny voice, she answered, “Ranma?”
He nodded. “Exactly. And when he was born, we worried. For he was born to a family that was a little…off their rocker. We could see the future Genma Saotome had planned for his son, and the sexual repression he would enforce upon the boy did not bode well for the future of the planet. An early attempt to counteract the fat idiot’s fanaticism failed, as the attempt to fuse a Tomcat spirit to the boy ended disastrously. But still, it was a partial success, and we had some hope since he -was- still a human male with human male hormones. Carefully we began to steer his future to bring him here to your family. It was an amazing coincidence that Genma and your father were such great friends. Some have even suggested that the spirit himself guided fate so that he might be with the Clan that had taken care of him for so long. And he is here now.” Tan frowned, “But we have discovered that your family has forgotten its roots, its Duty. For several generations your family has thought itself merely a fighting Clan, and not the more noble role given to you.” He stared hard at her. “You, Akane Tendo, must take up the mantle of Chosen One. You must dedicate your life to serving and servicing Ranma Saotome. You must do this for your Honor, for your Family Line, and for the world.”
Seeing the shock on her face, he relaxed a bit. “It’s not that bad is it? I have watched you for some weeks now. You do love him, you know.” Seeing her blush, he smiled and continued, “See? But I hope you are ready for some more bad news. It seems that his Girl curse has aggravated his Male soul, which in turn has amplified and accelerated his Power’s growth. We estimate that he will begin to show signs of madness around the age of 18, which is only three months away. He MUST be getting a steady supply of sex by that time. And a lot of it. His requirements will be too much for any one girl, so you must acquire other girls for him.” He walked over and sat on the bed, placing his hand on her shoulder in sympathy for her shocked and sorrowful expression. A blink of his eye caused the still standing images of Kasumi and Nabiki to disappear. “I know. You want him to yourself. You love him. But I am afraid you must make this sacrifice. No matter how hard you try, you just won’t be enough to release the Powers that will soon grow within him.” He waved his hand over her head before standing up. “I have released the powers within you, the ones passed down from mother to daughter since I first whelped your ultimate grandmother. These powers are subtle but powerful, and will help you both please him and seduce other girls to your cause.” He stood. “Do you, my granddaughter, take on this responsibility? Will you answer the call of the world’s people? Will you bind yourself to this young man, and bring other girls to do the same, in order to save the Earth?”
Akane, for perhaps the first time, felt the stirring of Duty in her gut. This was something she had to do. For herself, for Ranma, and for the world. “I will. I swear it.”
Tan smiled broadly. “That’s my girl. Good luck! We are all counting on you!” And he faded away.
Akane woke up with a start. Stretching, she stood up, full of energy and wondering about her future. A little doubtfully she wondered if her first course of action should be to use her new powers to seduce Ranma, or to get another girl to help her with her task.
For that matter, she wondered exactly what her new powers were. She didn't FEEL any different.
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