For now Ranma needed a replacement for Nabiki for his next lesson. Akane was still right out and Shampoo had reacted really violently to his earlier suggestion. The Amazon's behavior was something else he would have to ask his mom or Akane about.
Without any helpful volunteers he was right back where he had been before. Creating a fake slave girl with magic. At first he allowed himself to be inspired by the customs of the Musk.
An experiment with instant Nyanniichuan and an unfortunate amphibian had only resulted in a quacking naked girl crouching in the koi-pond trying to catch flies with a tongue far too short for that purpose. Creating slave-kinks in the creatures aura had only made it a very devoted, naked, crouching fly-eater for a time.
In the end Ranma had to admit defeat, return the specimen to normal and cancel operation cursed-frog-slave-princess.
You could not get a halfway believable slave-girl from an animal. The change was only superficial. A frog would stay a frog just like Ranma would stay Ranma when turned into a girl.
That was also the reason why Ranma could not play a slave-girl himself. He just wasn't the type for that no matter what form he was in. The aura changes that he had experimented with earlier just would not stay for long with him. He could give himself or rather herself the mindset of a proper slave-girl, but he would revert to normal within moments.
If only there were some way to lock those changes for a time...
An idea formed in Ranma's head. There had been something that could helped when he had researched the symbols to use for decorating Akane's tattoo. Maybe one set of symbols that he had discarded earlier could be used here.
A few hours later found Ranma alone in the Tendou doujou. She was female and again wearing a borrowed slave-dress. In front of her was an open metal collar. Not as nice as Akane's, but it would do. Ranma had gotten it from the shop that they had bought paddles for punishing Akane some time ago.
Ranma had engraved the symbols on the inside of the collar. Not as permanent as a tattoo and not something that would look out of character on a slave-girl. With some luck the collar when it was worn would lock the changes made in someone's aura.
Taking a deep breath she concentrated on her own aura and forced the pattern of twists and kinks typical for a slave-girl on it. She made the changes extra strong and then before they had time to revert she quickly fastened the collar around her neck.
Had it worked? Ranma could not tell.
One part that had worked was that she could no longer sense or manipulate her own aura.
There were other ways to find out. Ranma went to her toy-basket and took out a pair of leather-cuffs.
Was the idea of being tied up with them turning her on, or would she prefer to use them on someone else? Ranma played with the thought inconclusively while playing with the cuffs.
Maybe thoughts weren't enough. Maybe she would have to really fell being tied up to experience anything.
She decided to cuff her wrists behind her back. And kneel down in a suitable submissive posture.
If the collar had worked she should feel anything right about now. She was wearing a slave-collar, a revealing slave-dress and had her hands cuffed behind her back that should make her feel exposed and helpless enough to get a reaction out of a real slave-girl.
Except of course that Ranma knew that she wasn't really helpless. She was no real slave and was not really helpless and there was no way anybody could take advantage of her even if there had been anybody there. She even still had the keys to the cuffs in her hand!
If that was what it would take to make her feel helpless, than Ranma would do it. She dropped the keys and somewhat awkwardly picked them up with her teeth. Then still kneeling on the floor she violently jerked her head to the side and let the keys go.
And go they did. Flying straight out of the doujou and into the Tendou garden to land in the grass with a satisfying 'Thud!'.
Or it should have made a thud sound when it landed, the sound it did actually make was more along the lines of 'Bangle! Ouch, who threw that!"
Ranma recognized that voice. And as the full impact of the situation she now found herself in hit home, she also came to realize that the collar was not completely ineffective.
Uh, oh!
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