And this place definitely peaked his interest. After all, it didn't fit into his expectations for an enemy base. There were no obvious monsters running around, no cold and dark atmosphere, and no cheering hordes of minions. Instead, he got a bunch of rather tough looking individuals who each seemed to be rather forward in their encounters with each other.
So, trying to see if something was hidden, or at least find out what their homes were like, he slipped inside of one. Oddly enough, it was rather nicely put together, with the design of everything, from the furniture, to the rooms themselves put together with simple and clean lines. That wasn't to say that it wasn't an elegant or pretty place, but there didn't seem to be any desire to be ornate or imposing.
That made it seem stranger and stranger, by the white mooncat's reckoning. He just couldn't figure out what to make of the situation, and knew that he was missing a big piece of the picture somewhere. All he had as a lead to it though were some noises from one part of the house, and even that he had to slowly approach in the hopes that he wouldn't be caught.
But when he saw what was making the noises, his 'hope that he would not be caught' turned into 'prayers that he would not be killed for seeing what he was seeing'. A great many males would have done so for that sight, and many would have done so gladly.
What had the be the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen was sitting in a robe as she brushed her long and lustrous hair. Her shapely legs were discreetly held together, but even that seemed provocative. Seated as she was, a male would not help but see her lovely posterior, and the slim waist that even the billowy garment she wore could not hide. Humming in a softly beautiful voice, she continued with what would be a simple thing on any other woman. By any means of conclusion, she was a stunning woman, and had the sort of form that many, if not most, women would have been jealous of.
However, it wasn't the realization that her chest was full and firm that made him freeze as she dropped her brush and reached to pick it up.
Rather, it was the sight of her lovely face looking right at him, with her clear eyes looking right into his that did it.
"Hi..." he murmured weakly, wondering if he was about to get the punishment that all perverts did when bothering a woman.
Ranma deeply loved his sister, and no matter the situation, was certain that he'd continue to do so forever. The current rift was not made of lost caring, but of hurt and concern. So, when he sensed that something was amiss, he found that he could not just let it be. A feeling of trouble involving his sister just kept pecking away at him, and he found that he could not ignore it... especially when he was told that her friends and she had come up for a visit.
Yet, he did not expect to be greeted by a smiling woman who made being well muscled and scarred somehow sexy. "You must be the brother of which they spoke of! Well met, young warrior!"
"Uhh... Hi," he said with a blink. "Are they..."
"Ah, fine girls they are, they behaved quite well for their ages and fitness. But now they have 'partied themselves out', and are being brought to wear they can rest."
"They are?"
"Indeed. Though it looks like there will be a fight over where the tall one with the green eyes will rest. Both she and the one with long black hair are greatly prized as guests."
One of his eyes started twitching as he considered the current position of girls he'd come to care about. "Really... And the others?" "The blonde with that bow... they are too besotted with her songs to come to blows. And for some reason, no one wants to disrespect she who bears the odd hairstyle, as she has the respect of them all."
"How nice... And my sister?"
"See for yourself. For such a delicate looking maiden, she has proven most sturdy. The drink had made her slumber, but she only slept so long as it took for her to regain her strength."
Frowning, Ranma stepped into the hall, and prepared himself to see what he could about how his sister was doing.
As soon as he entered, he got a bra in the face, and one in a most familiar style at that. "What the heck is this?!"
"Oh, HI RANMA!" a broadly grinning Ami called out as she waved the arm that she was not using to over her breasts. "Come on in!"
"GAH! What do you think you're doing?!"
"Getting to know all these really fun people. You know, I never knew how good it would be ta just... cut loose."
"You're 'loose', alright! And what are you doing wearing only your... your... panties?!"
"Playing baseball janken."
"'Playing...' WHY are you playing THAT?!"
"Had to teach them somehow, and this way was fun," she said in the giggly way that only a drunk girl could.
"You can't be serious! Why do you have to teach them anyway?!"
"'Cause of Mako-chan and Rei-chan..."
"HUH?!"
"People were gettin' really cranky over who was going to take them to put 'em in bed, and were gonna start hittin' over it. So I figured this would be fun and a good contest. Smart, huh?"
Covering his face with one hand, he groaned. "You have to be joking..."
"Nope. But I wouldn't worry 'bout it. Both Rei and Makoto were gettin' pretty perverted there for a while..."
"ERK?!"
"Don't worry though. These nice guys said that they'll take good care of me tonight, and they seem like they really want to."
The sound of grinding teeth echoed through the chamber as Ranma considered what the bunch of half naked guys and girls would do with his sister, who blushed whenever sex was brought up, if they were allowed to take her, while:
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