Gendo waited in a somewhat aggressive parade rest, two of his Purrsians fuck toys rubbing up against either leg, not that the Gym Leader paid them any attention.
They were simply animals and tools, nothing more, after all.
This incident had been most intriguing and useful for SEELE's goals.
Valuable data had been collected, extremely valuable data. His scientists and mages would no doubt have years if not decades worth of work from what had been gathered thus far. Both on the Pokegirl transformation process and untainted human DNA.
Not to mention the egg and sperm samples collected when the two remaining dimensional travellers were being processed.
"What!" Gary's screech could be heard through the somewhat inadequate soundproofing of the interrogation room. "Not that!"
Gendo ignored the Stroak's boys cry's and pleas. Really being caught helping pure human females get LoveBalled, then planning on raping another.
As it was Stroak had to call in several major favors just to ensure Gary wasn't publicly executed. Favors the researcher would have a hard time replacing and giving SEELE yet another bit of political leverage in the Indigo League. Oh yes this was a good day for Gendo Giovanni.
A rather heavy set man in a slightly ill-fitting suit stepped out of the interogation room. Although the suit was obviously of good quality the sheer mass of the man wearing it was a distraction, after all it was mostly muscle and not fat.
"Boss," the goon acknowledged. "Gary Stroak was LoveBalled as per Indigo League orders. She's been successfully converted."
"Good Tony," Gendo replied calmly. "The other matter?"
Tony replied in a basso rumble. "Franky's got everything lined up for Bruno's place tomorrow."
Gendo gave a slight nod then turned and began making his way towards the exit.
Tony and the two Purrsians followed, the two Pokegirls down on all fours.
Ranma gave a small sigh of relief as he got well away from the Tendo sisters.
Akane got worked up easily enough over the slightest bit of physical contact as it was, explaining what Taming was and all it involved for Pokegirls in this world.
Ranma shuddered as he thought of Akane's likely reaction.
It would hurt.
Kami's help him he wanted to be back home ASAP, Ranma noted to himself.
After why wouldn't he when any Tom, Dick or Harry with an altered pokeball could turn him into an enslaved fuck toy. Into a being who quite literally needed to fucked to retain any semblance of humanity at all.
Ranma punched the wall in frustration before moving onwards, ignoring the few Tamers and Pokegirls who stared at him and then at the several inches deep imprint of Ranma's fist in the concrete wall.
"Bloody Neko-ken," Ranma grumbled to himself. He already turned into a beserker thanks to his idiot fathers training. With his luck it was good odds that if he did get LoveBalled he'd be turned into one of those furry little demon beasts type girl. Not the infernal kind, either, Ranma thought unhappily.
Ranma sighed and tried to settle his ki once more. This world just felt wrong. It was constantly putting him on edge, and Ranma for one agreed with his instincts.
"Gah I need something to do," Ranma muttered to himself. Training was out after all.
Serious training that was. After that nasty fight earlier and all the injuries he had taken, a full out practice was not on the books for several days at least. He'd need a good bit of food and sleep to really work the last of the damage out.
"Still there is that RV sucker we own now," Ranma commented before nodding decisively once.
"What a mess," Ranma replied with disgust as he surveyed the Landmasters interior with dismay.
Even with several weeks of usage the place was an utter pigsty. Dirty clothing was all over the place, dirty dishes were piled everywhere, and a musty reek just filled the cabin. The only place even somewhat clean was the drivers compartment.
"I did want something to do to pass the time," Ranma muttered to himself.
"Oh my," Kasumi said lightly, her cheeks distinctly tinged with blood. "So to remain sane we have to?"
"Be tamed," Nabiki replied her voice dripping with sarcasm. "By Ranma or some other Tamer."
"This is just a dream," Akane mutter came up from the floor. Currently curled up in a fetal position and rocking gently the youngest Tendo was currently on the first stage of dealing with her transformation.
Denial.
"So it would be proper for me to be," Kasumi paused for a moment before delicately trying out her next few words. "tamed. By Ranma that is."
"Oh yes very proper and legal," Sam the Nerdette replied.
"I wonder if Ranma's grown enough to properly handle a woman," Kasumai wondered out-loud.
"The boy's got the physique and equipment for it," Selena smirked. The Sorceress after all had spent a decent amount of time checking out both of Ranma's forms before unraveling the water attraction portion of his curse.
"But will he be firm enough to take what's his," Kasumi asked outloud, but her attention was clearly drawn into some inner world. "To ravish me, taking me forcefully for his own pleasure, and making me his."
Nabiki sighed. Kasumi was getting worse in this hentai world.
"A dream, definately a dream." Akane muttered. "Ranma you pervert."
'Damn you Saotome,' Nabiki cursed mentally. This was going to take hours to sort out.
"Okay at least this place is livable at least," Ranma said happily as he examined the now throughly cleaned cabin.
They'd need to completely wash and dry the cushioning tomorrow, not to mention buy new linen's and such but the Landmaster wasn't a pigsty any more.
Soap, water, and a lot of elbow grease had gotten the place livable again. Odds were of course that Kasumi would go over the place getting every last speck of dirt, but at least she wasn't dealing with an utter disaster.
Ranma eyed the piles of clothing he had washed, dried and sorted.
Then men's stuff didn't fit him, but he had picked up the location of a few second hand clothing stores in town by asking around in the laundry room.
It was the female clothing that bothered him.
Almost all of it was designed to show off the female form, and was barely functional.
Ranma twitched as he considered some of the bra's and panties that Happosai would have just loved to steal.
None of it was anything resembling what Akane or Kasumi would wear normally. Nabiki sure. As Ranma-chan out to scam a sucker, there were a few good pieces as well.
Modesty wasn't a goal that pile of female clothing intended to meet. Nope it went in the complete opposite direction.
'Knock, knock, knock'.
Ranma turned around to face the door of the Landmaster and with a quick glance outside noticed a NurseJoy.
"You can come on in," Ranma replied. "Doors not locked."
Coming into the Landmaster was a pink haired young lady out of her usual nurses uniform and in a pair of painted on blue jeans and a white baby tee.
With a casual glance Ranma picked up the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra, but her nipples were damn near busting out of her thin white t-shirt.
"So ahhh," Ranma asked casually unsure as to just what the NurseJoy in front of him could want.
"Tamer Satome I'm Alexis," the NurseJoy said calmly.
"Good to meet'cha Alexis," Ranma replied before giving a wide nervous smile. "Just call me Ranma okay,"
Alexis blinked momentarily at that before smiling kindly at Ranma. "Gladly Ranma."
"Any reason to visit?" Ranma inquired lightly as he pondered the possibilities.
"I was thinking with your lack of experience with this world," Alexis said softly as she moved in closer to Ranma. "That you might like a little training in some of the essential techniques."
Ranma perked up at that. Techniques were always good. New ones especially. "Gee thanks its really kind of you."
"Oh its not problem at all," Alexis purred out. "This will be fun for both of us."
"So what are we going to start with?" Ranma asked.
"Just relax and enjoy," Alexis said happily as she swiftly dropped Ranma's pants and boxers and began softly kissing Ranma's penis.
Ranma just stood there stock still for a moment.
"This isn't a dream Akane," Nabiki pointed out to her sister for what seemed the thousandth time.
Akane glared at her sister from the bonds of magic that held her pinned in mid air. "Of course its a dream. More like a nightmare, this can't be real."
"It's real enough," Nabiki replied bitterly.
"No it's a dream," Akane replied obviously still in full denial. "But's since this really is a dream,"
Akane melted slightly and blushed lightly before commenting softly. "That means. Oh Ranma you pervert. Good thing this is only a dream."
Katie sighed. "I thinks that the best we can hope for now. Akane believes this is dream world. She'll either get over her denial in time or she'll have to be sent through a level Five cycle."
Selene grimaced at that. Level Five's wiped out everything leaving you as nothing more than a blank slate.
Nabiki just sighed. She was getting horny again. Damn Amazons. They had no doubt planned on either her fighting the lust to the bitter end until she broke down or having her seek outside sources and no doubt end up pregant.
Back in Nermai of course if it was Mouse he'd want her to shack up with Ranma. The other two no doubt planned on Akane's jealous nature and Nabiki's own unfriendly relationship with Ranma to prevent anything happening there.
"So when's my first Pokegirl supposed to arrive?" Nabiki asked casually. If it wasn't tonight then she was hunting down her martial artist, after all according to the local laws she was the only legitimate fiance and Tendo left. Who knew, maybe Ranma would live up to his name between the sheets.
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