It was inevitable that the other of the maids would become so waterlogged waiting in the opulent, swimming pool-sized spa for the Master that they would leave. The reason it took them so long to emerge wasn't because they any less anxious to serve than Ichigo and her sisters. Actually, they were more, since they would have fewer opportunities to be in with their Goshuujin-sama than his personal maids. And they certainly would have few other chances to be naked with him ...Unless, of course, one were the few to catch his fancy.
"The few? What if the Master is as "playful" as Hakusai-same?"
"It would be better than having to go to another maid."
"Sh! I hear the triplets, ahead."
"Who are they talking with? Goshuujin-sama!?!"
With that hope, sixteen uniformed maids rushed forward.
But to their disappointment, it was just "Chikokusha", the girl no one remembered seeing before.
"Giving the new maid the orientation lecture, you three?"
"Right! Have to have her prepared!" Ichigo said as she and Ringo set up a screen so Sango could sneak off with Ukyo's boy's clothes before the others noticed them.
"Wait a minute!"
Sango and her sisters and Ukyo froze. Had she had been caught?
But no: "What is the new girl doing with the Master's weapons?"
"That's unfair! Only department heads and the Master's personal maids are supposed to touch his intimate property!"
"If you're going to change the rules, let US have a turn with them!"
"If I kiss one, will it be like a second-hand kiss?"
"I want to caress something hard of the Master's."
To Ukyo's horror, the 16, and growing number of, maids were on the verge of breaking down; crying, just as she had been told they wee capable of, but also getting heated up. And over wanting to touch "the Master's" intimate stuff? Where were they're pride as females!? It made her want even more to get out of the soiled dress she had on. Looking like a girl around here made you a sucker.
But, wait, their being so cruddy single-minded might make them a menace. How would the mob react when their ordered, little world was lost to them? Could they handle finding out she, another female, was their precious, lusted-after Master?
"Uh...Chikokusha's uniform is green!" Ringo said, making an observation more than a plan. At least she was trying to do something to defuse the situation.
"That's Operations!" Ichigo confirmed what all the maids already knew.
"Building and technical support!" Sango said, before disappearing behind a corner with the plebe uniform.
"So!?" more than one voice yelled.
"So: 'Chikokusha', our new girl, is here to specifically take care of Ukyo-sama's revered spatulas." The horde of maids parted at the sound of the gentle voice of Mariel, the Head Maid. The eldest, in the sky blue dress, stepped forward. “I’m sorry I didn’t have the chance to meet you earlier, ‘Michiko’.” Oh, my, you have the correct departmental uniform, but the wrong rank. You should be Specialist. You are, after all, fully qualified to maintain the tempered implements at their optimum condition.”
Ukyo could only nod. There was something about this motherly woman with silver hair that was asking her to understand she was lying only for "the Master’s" sake.
"I'll see that you are issued the correct uniform with rank indications. Ichigo, Ringo, and...Oh, uh, "Michiko" will, in the meantime, go to Ukyo-sama’s suite. She should be shown the spatulas' place of repose while the Master is not wearing them."
"Yes, Mariel-san!" the two triplets curtsied. Ukyo resisted doing something not only girly but lowly. The red and the orange maid each took an arm and escorted the green "maid" away. "Michiko" was glad to be able to get away from these messed-up girls.
"She's so lucky!" said more than one of the, now, 27 maids watching her, some were biting on handkerchiefs to try to keep from crying out of jealousy. Some didn't even try to hold back drops.
Man! I've been acting like a guy for too long; their tears are getting to me. And the girl in me can see that they're not the "Female Ploy"; they mean them. Something is screwing with these girls' lives, and it looks like I'm going to have to go along with being their Master until I can find a way to free them, and let them be human beings again. I certainly don't want them being like this and so obsessed they to come tracking me down, if I do get a chance to escape this nut house.
But thinking about being "obsessed" and "tracking down", if I play along with being their "master", I'll be rich enough to have others bring me the head of Genma Saotome—And Ranma-honey's, too.
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