[Episode 175785] [Episode 175785]Oh, it wasn't that Ranma had just gone through a prolonged period of physical exertion, though that was something that he might have thought that he'd die from. Such activities had sapped a whole damned lot of his strength and he was too dehydrated to really move all that quickly any more. However, despite what that strain might make him feel like, he was perfectly aware of the fact that he was going to survive that. In fact, had he not been all that caught up in how he was going to die, he was certain that he'd feel rather good at the moment.
That didn't exactly help him with the aftermath of what he'd done. In the space of several hours, he'd gone from his usual sort of mess to having done some things that were possibly rather... problematic. The actions themselves that would be what would hurt him, but the reactions to them that likely would.
As he'd just had sex with not only two of the girls who'd been trying to get him to be their guy, but the two elder Tendo sisters as well, he was sure to be on the path to having some intense reactions coming from others, now that it didn't seem that they were about to die right then. Not that he could exactly avoid seeing how certain people might react... badly to the fact that he'd just gone on what might have been what his friends called an 'orgy', as far as he could tell. Heck, had Ukyo shown up, he'd probably have made love to her too, no matter how exhausted he felt right then.
Of course, she was likely going to hit the roof when she found out that she hadn't been included in his little sex romp, given that she was one of the 'odd women out'. The two fathers would likely want to either pound him silly, shove him into a wedding ceremony with Kasumi or Nabiki, or both. Then there were the idiocies that would come from people like Kuno, who'd probably act as the offended older brother in addition to his normal 'outrage', and Mousse, who'd have another reason in his own head to want to get him.
Akane's reaction didn't even come into play, as he knew that she would likely bash him so fast that he would be a pancake before he hit the floor. She'd see him as a pervert, as someone who'd done something nasty with her sisters, and as the guy who hadn't even considered having her be part of that day's activities, no matter if she'd be more than likely to refuse. It wouldn't matter that the latter part was likely her fault, as she had been all the way on Mount Fuji with her friends, but then she likely wouldn't be looking for reasons not to blame him right then. Oddly enough, that was a funny concept, and he laughed lowly to himself in a fatalistic manner, as he recognized the fact that, had she been there during his intimate 'exercises', he'd have been doing it with her as well.
Still, it didn't matter if there was going to be some sort of after effect from the impacts of the meteors. In the time that a tsunami would splash over him, or one of the hits resulted in an explosion, someone would come home, blame him for some imagined crime, and then promptly try to bash him silly.
Though, as he looked over at Kodachi's supple body, he did have to admit that it might have been worth it. Her lithe form looked so sleek and attractive that he had to admit that she was quite a desirable girl. Of course, he could say the same for Kasumi, who was so soft and womanly, Nabiki, who had sensuality and need in spades, and Shampoo, who was as enthusiastic in sharing her wonderfully shapely body as she was in doing everything else that she did. But they would also get up, realize what they'd done, and their reactions would be the first ones that he'd have to deal with. More than likely, it'd blow up in his face, and he'd get a one hell of a headache, if they didn't kill him outright.
At least he could be certain that he'd have some time to relax. It was like the calm before the coming storm. One set of disasters had just blasted the land before leaving, and there was another set on their way, which made this the lull between them, and he found that he was oddly peaceful right then. He could take a few moments to relax, enjoy the memories and sensations that his experiences with the girls had given him, and was able to feel wonderful to be one of the guys who'd actually managed to survive the meteor shower. By his reckoning, this time would be short, but he was certain that it would be a while before something happened in response to what he'd done.
And then he heard a sleepy voice murmuring nearby. "Ranma...."
In that instant, a nervous smile stretched across his features, and he began to wonder if Akane was going to come home early and kill him soon, as it looked like things were going to take the 'long punishment' route.
It hadn't been all that much of a problem when she'd actually been involved in it. At that point, she'd been merely too focused on what she was doing to really care about the meanings of her actions. She was feeling too good to care, and given the expected outcome of the day, it didn't seem to be all that much to worry about. Since 'tomorrow' wouldn't come, she'd simply abandon herself to today, and do whatever it was that would make her feel good, no matter how degrading or strange it might have seemed. Since what she had done hadn't felt all that bad, and wasn't at all as unthinkable as being with that idiot Kuno still would have been, she couldn't find a reason to be troubled by it, no matter how surprising it had been.
If what she was hearing on the radio was true though, Akane was going to have to deal with living with the situation as it stood. Not that she blamed her friends for any sort of misdeeds, given that she had been fully aware of what they'd been doing, and knew that they hadn't done anything that she hadn't wanted. But just with them, she was going to have to deal with a new dynamic on their relationship. That alone was going to be a major shift, as they'd gone from simple close friends, to even closer 'bed mates'.
Just how she was going to explain this development didn't even enter into the picture for her. As it was, she was not all that sure as to how she could figure out what this meant for her. She had been the bearer of a crush on Doctor Tofu, had a fiance in Ranma, and been the object of 'desire' for a great many guys that she had a great deal of dislike for. Yet, she had wound up doing things with girls, and her best friends, no less.
The thing was though she knew that the exact actions that they'd done had meant something, but she didn't know what they were. Beyond the simple fact that she was going to have to deal with having let herself loose for one last 'hurrah' when she wasn't about to die, she could sense that there were implications there that she couldn't, or wouldn't see. There had been something about the way that she been in situations like the one that involved had her feeling Yuka's fingers pressing into the back of her head as she pushed her face in between her friend's thighs, as Sayuri ran her hand down the curve of Akane's toned ass on her way to boldly fondle the martial artist's own petals.
Both girls were sleeping now, but she knew that their relationship couldn't stay the same. Something about what they had done would always color their behavior towards one another, and she wasn't sure that she could say with certainty that she hadn't seen certain things about herself and them that spoke a lot about their true desires. Her only problem was that she didn't know what that would mean, and wasn't too sure that she wanted to know.
However, she also couldn't deny the fact that the idea of trading kisses, or even kneeling between one of her friends legs didn't have its appeal, and that scared her.
Not that she would admit it to anyone, including those who thought that they'd arrange her life for her.
"Let us never speak of this again," Soun wearily commented as he lay flat on his back.
Genma made a grunt of agreement as he wobbled slightly from where he sat propped up by a wall. "Any promise that this idea had for us is long gone, old friend."
"But you boys shouldn't blame me for any of this," Happosai snorted as he stood on a vat of hops. "I didn't tell you to go swimming in the stuff!"
"I know, Master. It just seemed to be a good idea at the time...."
"Well, it wasn't! Imagine, doing something so stupid...."
For once, the Tendo Patriarch was in total agreement with his sensei. "Yes, Master. And now we're going to pay the price."
"That's good to hear. Imagine. Wasting all that beer for something as silly as a bath. Don't you boys know how to handle a good drink?"
His two students groaned and held their bellies in the hopes that they hadn't gone into the realm of alcohol poisoning.
Azusa Shiratori hung limply in her bonds and whimpered slightly from time to time.
Not that Mikado was feeling all that bad about it. Sure, he was feeling a bit of guilt for going this far, especially against the girl who was also his skating partner. But, damn it, this had been a long time in coming. She had long been something of a pain, and spent a lot of time running around causing chaos. She had been a troublemaker not only to him, but to others around her. It was already a headache to have his romantic adventures thwarted, but the addition of having to deal with wronged shop keepers, annoyed schoolgirls and the others his partner had stolen from was enough to give him a migraine.
Besides, she looked pretty good up there, and he had to admit that she was an attractive girl. She had just needed to be a disciplined girl for a long time, and, right then, that was what she was. A part of him wondered why it had taken him so long to really do something about her, and how it could have taken the near destruction of the planet for him to take action against her.
Of course, when he realized that he had also missed his opportunity to enjoy the favors of all the girls who had not wanted to be 'alone' when the end came, and that he'd even been 'teaching' the sole attractive girl in his company, he had a very simple reaction.
"ARRRRGH!" he growled through gritted teeth and with white knuckled fists.
One simply could not face the end like a squawking chicken in Tatewaki Kuno's opinion. For him the ideals of the samurai were not something that one lived by because they were the right path to follow. In that vein, the idea of not standing and taking what the universe gave to him was absurd, as he could not stop himself from going to the next life in a calm and dignified manner. Such a stoic face was the only proper expression for the chosen of Heaven to wear, and if the gods had decreed the end of this world, then there was nothing that he could do about it.
So, he sat in meditation and waited, bringing himself to a calm state of mind, and trying to convey his feelings to the heavens themselves. Had he been only able to, he would have gone forth and smote that massive rock from the sky. As it was, not even his own blade could strike down that which was out of its range, and so he could only sit and wait. His hope was that he could use his own place as a favored of the Heavens to intercede on behalf of his two loves, as he could not imagine that Akane Tendo and the pigtailed girl would not go on to the next life with him. And in that glorious place of light and goodness, evil could not follow, so they would be free to shower him with their true feelings without any force blocking their affections.
Unfortunately, he was a little too calm and focused at the moment, as he hadn't noticed what time it was, and thus wasn't aware of the fact that the apocalypse had not happened. He'd ignored the various items of mass media in setting up his meditation space, given that they were only telling him things that he'd already heard before. In his view, a true samurai went out according to the path of honor, meditating in an island of serenity and beauty, without the trappings of that which would cause disruption and discord.
That meant that he didn't even know that he should check out just why he wasn't dead yet, and it didn't seem that he was going to do so any time soon.
"You know, this wasn't supposed to happen," Ryonami murmured to the girl next to her.
Kikuko gave her friend a thin smile. "What? That we survived, or that the boys that we picked to be nothing more than tools to enjoy ourselves with turned out to be pretty decent guys?"
"Both, actually."
"Isn't it strange? We think that we can just waste our last moments in mindless sex with guys we figure would be so impressed with being with girls like us that they would fall into bed with us, and we wind up like this."
The long haired girl nodded, and tipped her head back to look at the ceiling. "We sold them short, didn't we?"
"Nabiki would have mocked us for that one. But we weren't trying to get to know them. We just wanted what they had."
"And they still managed to treat us with respect."
"Which we wouldn't have expected from what we've seen of them before," the short haired girl drawled.
Kikuko blew out a breath. "That leaves us with a big question now."
"What do we do with them?"
"Exactly."
This situation was something that Nabiki hadn't quite expected, but could understand rather well. As far as she could tell, doing what she'd aimed to had resulted in something of a complicated twist now that they were going to continue drawing breath. But she was sure that she, of all people, could handle her part in it. Not that she figured that there was much point in denying it, given the fact that it wasn't exactly something that would be easy to deny.
After all, she wasn't quite alone at the moment. Both she and her sister were wearing their bathrobes, with Kasumi's looking like she had simply decided to step out to the bath. Nabiki's own was a bit loose, as she'd merely put it on so that she could talk without too much of a distraction. For her part, Shampoo was barely covered in a sheet that she'd borrowed from Kasumi's bed, and it looked like the full breasts that still bore slightly stiff nipples poking into the fabric would fall out from under the cover. And oddly enough, Kodachi was looking the most demure, having done her best to make Akane's bathrobe look like a short, yet dignified, kimono.
Sparing a glance at where Ranma was looking rather nervous, the middle Tendo daughter leaned back and smirked at the group. "Well, this is an interesting thing we have to deal with, isn't it?"
"Shampoo think this very simple 'thing'," the Amazon commented, shrugging so that she bounced under her sheet. "World going to end, so girls want to sleep with Ranma. They do that, only world still going on."
"True...."
"Then what so 'interesting'?"
"Well, think about it. How are we going to deal with this? I mean, look at our little friend Kodachi here. She's looking rather formal right now," Nabiki responded with a light air that she clearly didn't mean.
"You notice that too? No understand why rich girl look like she ready for ceremony."
Kodachi gave a small sniff, and looked down her nose at the Chinese girl. "And I do not understand why you refused the use of this robe when given the chance."
"Not enough room in chest area."
"Oh...."
"In any case," Nabiki interrupted. "We have to realize that we have a situation here."
"Didn't mean ta make one," Ranma grunted with a sour look on his face.
"No one is blaming you for anything."
"They're not?"
"Of course not. We went in to doing what we wanted with our eyes wide open," the short haired girl replied, a small smile on her lips, as she'd told him the truth. Despite all the detriments that he had, he was certainly a good bed partner, and she knew that she hadn't been adverse to riding that 'horse'. As it was, she could certainly see him as appealing now.
He didn't know that she was seeing him in a new light, and so he relaxed a little and shrugged. "That's good ta hear, 'cause I figured that ya guys'd be mad at me for what happened."
"These aren't... normal circumstances, my dear stallion. Remember that we were going to die, and now that we aren't, we've got to handle it right."
"Besides, it was so nice, wasn't it?" Kasumi murmured with a cheerful smile as she clasped her hands together.
"Eh?"
"It was, wasn't it? I mean, I really enjoyed it, and see why people like it so much."
"You... don't have a problem with it?" her sister asked.
"Why would I? No one was hurt, and it makes the ones doing it feel good."
"And you like making people feel better."
"I certainly do. Besides, it makes for a wonderful time to share together. Isn't it nice though?" the eldest Tendo daughter murmured happily. "Now we can continue to enjoy ourselves."
Shampoo stared at the tall girl who was looking rather... serene for what she was talking about. "You want to... make love more?"
"I do. Ranma was so wonderful, and would like to be able to keep on doing that sort of thing again."
This time, the named boy wasn't the only one giving her a concerned look.
"What? Wasn't that what we were talking about?" Kasumi asked, her lightly excited flush countered by the bit of confusion in her eyes.
"I meant that we have to handle a world where things are going to be hard at best, and that fighting ourselves won't help," the younger Tendo flatly stated.
"Oh my, is that so?"
"I do not know which is more frightening. That I have to wonder where this came from, or that I can understand the reasoning," Kodachi whispered under her breath, while:
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