[Episode 170775] [Episode 170775]20 Years Ago
Happosai cackled in glee as he extracted the hairs from his students' bedding. It took weeks of work and care to assemble the other ingredients to the spell without the knowledge of his sad excuses for students, but with the import of a sealed flask of water from the famed and "accursed" spring called hentaiinichuan the spell could be wrought.
He had been unlucky with heirs. He had not sired any sons he could track down, and while his two students had proven at least adequate at the martial aspect of their training his other... entertainments seemed to hold only limited joy for them. But with this... once the ritual he found was completed, with the living hairs of his students as a key ingredient, then whatever sons they sire shall indeed be a willing and talented student for both the ancient school of and the pleasures of the flesh.
Indeed, the thought of eager young lads following him about and gleefully absorbing all his instructions brought tears to his eyes... tears that obscured the tattered remnants of caveats he had ignored, not the least of which that to properly affect male offspring the hairs of the eventual mother must be used.
In short, by morning the sons of Tendo Soun and Saotome Genma would be no more or less prone to lechery and perversion than they would have been otherwise.
Their daughters OTOH....
******
Now
Tendou,
Bringing Ranma from China.
Saotome
The crude postcard's implications brought tears to the eyes of joy to the eyes of the Tendo Dojo's master. He was old-fashioned enough to be happy about an honorable marriage to produce the eventual heirs of the school even if it would not unite his branch with that of his closest friend. He did know his desires for a male to help run thing were born largely out of a fondness for tradition however, for in all honesty any of his three girls had the raw martial prowess and talent to carry the mastery of the Dojo in their own right.
Gentle Kasumi, his eldest, was only extremely competent in the family art. Her own personality and inclinations favored the flowing art of Akijitsu to the hereditary disciplines formed around Kempo, and frankly she preferred keeping the home and cooking to either were she forced to choose.
His middle child Nabiki was not only a better technical fighter (esp. in Kempo) and physically more impressive than Kasumi, but in many ways grasped the concept of 'anything goes' to a degree that disturbed him a little. In either battle or social interaction the girl was as deceptive, opportunistic, manipulative, and ruthless as she could get away with and she had the wit to judge that within a hair.
The baby of the family, Akane, was by contrast straightforward to a fault, hotheaded, and at times a bit naive. This also reflected in her fighting style, for all that the weaknesses of same were compensated for with impressive speed/coordination coupled with the stamina and power of a thing out of legend.
Yes, any would do in a pinch for a mistress of the Dojo with more experience at teaching (and in Akane's case, a bit of growing up). Soun only hoped that Genma's son would provide a steadying influence both in terms of compensating for any weak point in their character and....
... It was so sad; so, so, sad that Kimiko-chan died before their daughters became women. He had no sisters, but he knew in his bones that the challenges his girls were providing on that front were greater than normal and could only pray an honorable marriage would be a sufficient outlet for the... drives... of at least one of them. He knew a mother would have been better suited to dealing with that aspect of his daughters' coming of age, but he had to face the fact that....
At least they were ashamed enough, or at least discreet enough, to limit themselves to 'self-abuse' so far*. He could ignore the noises from their rooms or the furo, and learned not to ask about the packages that had been arriving vial mail-order for a few years now.
(that is so far as he knows, but what he does not will not hurt him)
Peeping, flashing. Oral, anal. Girls, boys, & various combinations/multiples thereof. They indulged themselves sexually with no shame at all.
And Soun could not even bring himself to chastise them over it, not least because Kasumi had been 'comforting' him for nearly five years now.
But a husband? Someone to at least take the brunt of one daughter's attentions?
Soun's only hope was that the girls' serious BDSM streak did not frighten him off before the wedding....
... not to mention their tastes for toilet games, bestiality, shotacon/lolicon, menstrual play....
... yes, definitely worse perverts than The Master.
What made things worse, he knew his little girls had extra... appendages.
That they could bear children yet was cold comfort, but at least if Ranma had a taste for the pleasures his fellow men could provide, he needed not stray from his marriage bed.
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