[Episode 160873] [Episode 160873]Shaking his head, Ranma had to wonder why Death had him born to a bunch of perverts. ~Don’t those two realize there are young innocent ears in the near vicinity?~
~Wow, that sounded... Interesting.~ Tifanny mused, her big eyes blinking in curiosity.
Slowly, Ranma turned his head to look at his slightly older sister. ~Don’t even think about it...~
The baby lycan in human form blinked her big bright eyes. ~What do you mean?~
Ranma blinked his eyes in surprise. ~Oh wait. You wouldn’t know...~ He considered that a for a moment. ~Wait until you’re older... Like forty-something.~
~NOW you have my interest!! You know what they’re doing, tell me!~ The female werecheetah pleaded, crawling over and patting his leg impatiently.
Ranma blinked his eyes. Tifanny crawled over by herself at two days old? Gently forcing himself to sit up, the young Lycanthrope told his human form-sister, ~It can wait.~
~Teeeeeeeell me... Puuuuuwwwweaaazzzzzz?~ She batted her eyes coyly and oh-so uber-cutely.
Ranma blinked his eyes. Damn! That was too cute! He had to consider trying that himself when he suddenly heard more cries of passion from the bathroom. ~...Let’s just say mommy and daddy are making each other feel very, VERY good...~
~How?~ Tifanny continued the look.
NOW Ranma was blushing through his fur. How was he going to get out of this one?
Fortunately, Ranma was saved when the door into the bedroom opened. Lightly walking in was a blonde woman with glasses. ~Is that auntie Gina?~
~Yeah it is...~ Tifanny answered as she saw the blonde more over to the bathroom. ~And... Why is she putting her ear to the wall?~
Ranma frowned as he noticed his aunt listening in on his parents. ~Because she’s a pervert...~
~What's a pervert?~ Tifanny asked again.
~Someone who does something like that!~ Ranma ‘said’ as he motioned over to what their aunt was doing... However, he had to blink when she left the door and started walking towards them.
“Hey little guys... How’re you doing?” Gina asked as she smiled... A tad too sweetly.
~I'm getting a bad feeling here bro,~ Tifanny sent to Ranma as she saw their aunt standing over them.
Ranma frowned over at his sister. ~I know...~
Gina smiled coyly, innocently down at the two babies. “You know, your parents are going to be busy for awhile...” She said slowly, already reaching into the crib. “So I think now is the perfect time to do those tests...”
~T-t-t-TESTS!?~ Ranma ‘shouted’ fearfully as his aunt’s hands we at either side of him.
Seeing her auntie grab her brother, Tifanny stiffened. ~For some reason I do not like that word!~
“Don’t worry,” Gina said as she felt Ranma squirm in her arms. “This won’t take long. Your mommy and daddy won’t even know you were gone. And believe me, this is better for you in the long run.”
~No, I don’t want tests-huh!?~ Ranma blinked his eyes as his aunt put a pacifier in his mouth. His eyes widened as he realized he couldn’t cry!
“Yep,” Gina said as she cradled the little guy to her. “You, me, and Mr. Hypodermic Needle and Mrs. DNA incubator.”
~Not if I have anything to say about it!~ Tifanny sent to her brother seriously. She took in a breath dramatically...
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Gina's eyes widened and she looked down into the crib. She took her hand off of Ranma’s mouth and raised a finger to her own lips “Shh! Don’t worry, little one!” The sensual genius was waving her hand to placate the newborn. “I’m just taking your brother for only a little-”
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Little Ranma chorused in. Without his aunt’s hand on the pacifier, he was able to drop it out of his mouth and cry his little heart out.
The bathroom door flung open, almost torn off from its hinges as the mother of the two wailing newborns stuck her head out quickly. “TIFANNY!? RANMA!?” Britanny shouted fearfully for her babies as she stuck her head out...
...And spotted Gina standing by the crib. Her eyes narrowed, her look of fear replaced by one of growing anger. “...Gina... WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM AND WITH MY BABIES!?”
“Well, uh...” Gina tried to come up with an excuse, but the loud crying was breaking her concentration. Her eyes went wide as a soaking wet naked werecheetah stomped towards her.
Carefully taking Ranma from her sister and putting him in the crib, Britanny turned bacl to and grabbed Gina by her shirt, hefting her up and off the ground. “Geeeeeeeeeennnaaaaaaaaaaa!!”
Gina yelped as her sister lifted her even higher off the ground, making her bump her head on the ceiling. Gina stuttered nervously as she looked into Britanny’s fiery green eyes. “I-I-I c-c-can explain! R-really!”
Britanny’s eyes twitched and she decided on swift punishment! Moving over from the wall, she sat on the bed and laid Gina flat out on her lap. She grabbed the hem of Gina’s jeans and pulls them down. “Oh, I’m gonna give you something to explain!” Raising a hand Brit brought her hand DOWN on that ass.
*WHAP*!
“Nobody...”
*WHAP!!*
“Messes...”
*WHAP!!!*
“WITH MY BABIES!”
*KER-WHAPx100*
“OOOWWWWWWW!!!"” Gina screamed in pain as her thong-clad ass was under siege by the slap of a firm werecheetah hand at high speeds.
~...Wow...~ Ranma said to Tif as he watched his naked mother spank his aunt. ~Reminds me not to do something to deserve a spanking...~
~Ditto.~ Tifanny nodded her head in agreement.
“And another thing...Wuh...” Blinking her eyes, Britanny felt Gina’s backside and then stood up quickly, dropping her sister to the floor. “YEEK!! You got turned on by me doing that!? AAAAUGH! MY TAINTED HAND!”
“Not my fault!” Gina shouted as she stood up, trying to gingerly pull her shorts back up. “You kept hitting RIGHT THERE!”
~....Pervert...~ Ranma grumbled, some blood dripping from his nose.
~Your nose is bleeding again bro.~ Tifanny told her brother.
~...That it is...~ Ranma agreed slowly.
It was then Stryyp came into the room, towel around his waist and VERY tented in the front. “Britanny, what's going on?”
“I need to cut off my hand... One...” Britanny said, her voice sounding aggravated. “Two... Gina has to the count of five to GIDDOUT!” She then turned towards her sister. “FIVE!” Brit shouted and started towards Gina again.
“THAT WASN'T COUNTING TO FIVE!” Gina shouted as she saw Britanny coming right at her.
~Mommy can’t count well.~ Tifanny mentally chuckled, but outwardly she just smiled.
However, the little lycan then noticed something. ~Whoa! What’s wrong with Dad’s lower front? It’s never poking out like that usually.~ Tifanny said as she eyed their Father.
~Don't look there!~ Ranma shouted to get his big sister’s attention away from their father, completely un-minding of their mother chasing after their aunt.
However, the curious lycan still stared. ~Man, what is under that thing he’s wearing... It’s big.~
The young male Lycanthrope’s eye twitched. ~Never mind, sis!~ He said to try and get his sister’s attention off their father. However, it didn’t help when Gina tripped and she grabbed at anything to try and keep from falling, and in effect, pulled Stryyp’s towel down with her.
~...Holy....~ Tifanny’s little eyes widened more, unable to pry away.
“Gina...” Britanny said with an irate tone of voice. “Stop staring at Muffin’s thing!”
Ranma lowered his head. ~Tif, please...~ He was getting embarrassed and bloodying up his little t-shirt.
“I can’t help it!” Gina squawked. “He’s poking it right at my face!”
Blushing in embarassment, Stryyp turned away from Gina quickly...
...And was facing towards the babies.
Britanny’s eyes were twitching very badly. “Muffin, put the towel back on and see to the kids...” She picked Gina up. “I’m gonna have a talk with ‘Miss Thang’ here.”
“R-right...” Stryyp said as he kneeled down to get his towel, while Britanny took Gina from the room. Standing back up and wrapping the towel securely around his waist he turned the crib. “Sorry little ones...” The Kryn apologized...
...And blinked his eyes. “Ranma? A nosebleed again?”
~I can’t help it...~ Ranma whimpered as he held his hands to his face.
Slowly, Tifanny scooted over and leaned her head against him. ~It’s alright bro... My poor face is stuck being red.~
Ranma blushed more. He then squirmed as he felt someone pick him up, but relaxed as he realized it was his father. He moved his face into the napkin his father was kind enough to provide him.
“You keep this up and you’re going to be anemic,” Stryyp teased his son as he cleaned the baby werecheetah’s face.
~What does annie-mik mean?~ Tifanny wondered.
~Heck if I know...~ Ranma admitted as his father finished cleaning him off. He relaxed as his father gently lowered him back into the crib next to his sister.
Leaning over and looking at his two children, Stryyp had to let out a small sigh. “Sorry things are getting hectic for you two. Your mother and aunt seem to disagree on what’s best for you.”
Tifanny pouted cutely. ~I'm with Mommy, Aunt Geena is scwary...~
The baby werecheetah nodded his head. ~Very scary...~ Ranma agreed.
Stryyp managed to smile a little more as his babies moved about. “You two are very active, considering how old you are. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you understood what I was saying...”
~We do... In a sense.~ Tifanny answered mentally, while she smiled at her Father.
Stryyp smiled back at his daughter’s wide happy smile. He gently lowered his hand to rub his daughter’s cheek. “Such a good baby...”
Smiling, Tifanny ‘gah’ed contently and closed her eyes.Stryyp smiled. “So cute...” He smiled as he noticed Ranma watching. “And so’re you, son...” He brought his other hand down to rub his son’s cheek.
Closing his eyes, Ranma purred and lightly nuzzled his dad’s other hand.
Letting out a cute yawn, Tifanny’s eyes drooped as she lay in the crib. ~Mmm... Sleepy...~
Ranma nodded his head. ~Yeah... Dad’s so nice and calming...~ He managed to mumble as he snuggled up against his father’s hand. Much better than dumb old pandas any day...
However, Tifanny didn’t respond as she was calmly snoozing.
Ranma smiled. His sister had the right idea.
Stryyp smiled proudly as he watched his son and daughter gently doze off. “I don’t understand why Britanny says you two are a handful...” He chuckled to himself.
Slowly, Britanny wandered in the room, her tail twitching behind her as she grumbled, “Nosy, over-curious nerd-sisters...”
Turning to look at his wife, Stryyp smiled. “Everything go all right?”
“Yeah... I made the message clear to not pull that stunt again.” Britanny replied as she shut the door. “Gah! I need to re-wet my fur! It’s dried all wrong.”
“Want me to help?” Stryyp asked suggestively as he slowly let his towel fall. He’d yet to lose his firmness.
Looking over at her husband, Britanny grinned widely. “Yes... Yes you can.” She gently grabbed his erection and lead him into the bathroom, using her tail to grab the doorknob and pull it shut.
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