Nodoka looked at a list of ‘acceptable’ tutors for her son. Seeing the girls who flocked towards him, she would have assumed he was not a virgin. After all, Genma surely knew what she meant by manly … right?
Who was she kidding, she had been the one to train the part-time panda in the art of pleasing a woman. She damn near had to remove his balls to get him to perform oral on her. Perhaps she should have insisted on some check-ins when they went on the training trip to ensure that her son was learning some ‘proper’ lessons as well.
But she couldn’t change the past, so she had to look forward to the future. And the future stated she needed to ensure her son was not only an well-trained lover, but able to take over the business she had made as well. True, her husband insisted that he would take over the Tendo Dojo, but considering Soun Tendo had only one student: his daughter, the chances of that providing for her son’s eventually large family were very slight.
And it was sadly obvious that none of the girls interested in her son had any experience to teach him properly. None of them could teach the proper actions that were the Art of pleasing a partner in bed. There weren’t even any males she’d trust to teach her son the Art of pleasing a man as a woman.
The last topic would have to be broached gingerly. The one thing Genma had given her son was a strong male identity. It would take some careful coaching before ‘Ranko’ was ever ready to be taken as only a woman could be.
Looking down her list, she had only a few names that would be ‘legally’ able to teach her son. After all, she needed a skilled woman to ensure her son learned to be manly, yet not be charged as a sexual predator.
Miko Mido seemed to be at the top of that list. The girl was definitely skilled, Nodoka had no doubt about that. The woman also at times seemed to treat the Art of Pleasure almost as a fighting style, something that would surely interest her son. Add to that the fact the young woman had no trouble with either gender for partners placed her high up as a potential teacher for her son. Bisexual was the word of the day for that topic. And while part of her frowned at the thought, she did wonder if perhaps one day, her gender cursed son would need to experience the other end of the spectrum: girl getting intimate with a guy.
Guy/guy? She was only so understanding. And if her son was gay, he’d better be prepared to be her daughter. She was only so accepting up to a certain point.
Then of course she would need to discuss some things with the interested females—and scare off the interested males unless her son preferred to be her daughter. Right now she was only focused on teaching her son moves that could lead to his inserting Tab A into Slot B (female mouth), C (vagina), or D (female anal) properly.
Yes, she’d contact Miko and make her an offer. The young lady was looking for some more money, perhaps a promotion would help her.
The choice had to be better than Setsuna or one of the people she recommended.
Somehow, Nodoka didn’t quite see how a guy engaged to a small-chested blond, with dreams of being a girl at times—the guy, not the small-chested blond, could be useful. But then, it might be a future job prospect, given the new information on Instant Jusenkyo she now had.
Oh well, she’d order the packets and see what developed. She just hoped her son enjoyed the study manuals she had left for him, and that Akane didn’t get so insecure as to let interfere in her son's studying.
That girl had some issues Nodoka would have to address when she visited this weekend.
Ranma could only stare at the ‘helpful video aid’ his mother had left him, something called a ‘three-way’ now playing on the screen.
“I’ll say this about your Mother, Ranma-baby,” said Nabiki, staring at the screen from the couch, “she definitely is different about educating her children about sex.” She could only imagine what this info would do to the other fiancées.
“Pervert,” muttered Akane, still shocked at what Auntie had insisted Ranma watch for ‘training purposes’. She’d claim he’d switch them with these perverted tapes if she hadn’t been the one to hold onto them when Auntie had handed them to her.
“Oh my,” said a flushed Kasumi. “I think I went to school with that woman.”
“Which one?” asked Nabiki, tilting her head slightly. She’s definitely flexible.
“Both,” admitted the oldest daughter. Privately, Kasumi was wondering how many of the invitations she had received from said girls were for such activities. To be honest, part of her was regretting never having the time to find out if they routinely had invited her to such get-togethers.
Nabiki was partly smirking, not just from what she could sell this for, but that Nodoka might be offering some form of compensation for being ‘study buddies’ for Ranma to learn said techniques. And while marrying the jock was not her plan for the foreseeable future, a good fuck was always welcome. She had just never expected that Auntie Saotome would be a huge porn producer. Though she did wonder that if Auntie had ever be a star in such productions, that she might be able to sell those videos to Tatewaki as those of his beloved pigtailed girl.
Akane could only stare. Did Auntie expert her and Ranma to practice this? Did she expect Akane to submit to threesomes, for Ranma to sometimes be the second girl in such? Was Ranma not as perverted as she thought, or was his mother going to make him even more perverted than she feared?
At least Nodoka had given the fathers enough money to go out drinking and not be witness to their children watching …this!
Ranma just tilted his head slightly. He had to admit this did confuse him. Part of him was terrified to even try this sort of stuff—even after his mother pointed out that legally, he couldn’t marry till he was eighteen. Part of him feared what doing such things would mean in the long run, especially if those things his mother had mentioned that prevented pregnancies were true.
And he’d admit, part of him wanted to send a few of the tapes to his rivals. He could just imagine P-chan fainting before the opening credits finished, or Herb exploding at seeing a lesbian tape.
Then again, the Musk would probably spend money investing in what his mother apparently owned and ran.
The fathers … no, he felt it safer for his sanity not to think about that..
The Old Letch … he’d actually discuss training with his mother. Hell no!
And the other fiancées? Oh, he could see them ‘volunteering’ to help him progress. Part of him wondered what that would be like, but when the images began to include Herb’s female form, Ms. Hinako, and the two false Tendo girls Natsume and Kurumi, he decided that was one avenue he was best not thinking about for the moment.
“Um … Ranma-kun,” said a flushed Kasumi, “I believe you need to put in the second tape now.”
Oh yes, the less he thought about this the better.
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