[Episode 229540] [Episode 229540]At first, things in the playroom had gone well, in a mindless kind of way. There’d been catnip mice to chew on, string to chase after, balls to bat around, and for a time Ranma had allowed herself to just go with the flow and enjoy the pleasure of the moment. All that had ended with her curled up alongside the assistant with her head in his lap, purring as he petted her from her head down along her back.
But then his hands had wandered away from her back around her sides and started stroking the creamy orange fur covering her stomach and breasts, and her purring had redoubled as new instincts kicked in.
At least he’d used a condom.
Afterwards, as Ranko had been lying on the floor, limp as a rag, as she came down from a pleasure high like Ranma had never imagined, the assistant had commented how it was too bad about the condom, but if her new owner was male he’d likely to want to breed her himself.
That hadn’t really disturbed the new sex pet — she really wanted to have children, and Ranma had hidden himself as best he could the first time a hand touched her breast. But the statement that had shocked them both, and had roused Ranma to fight back against the programming, was the statement that followed — still, perhaps the owner would be willing to sell the kittens to the store. The thought of taking away her kittens had shaken Ranko to her core, and the thought of his children being treated as sex slaves had roused Ranma from his stunned attempt to hide from the sex.
Still, he’d bided his time, waited until the store closed and the staff went home, and the sky visible through the small window high up in the wall grew dark. Only when he was sure nobody would be returning did he start to fight.
The first time Ranma had woken up, she’d been filled with panic, to the point that her ability to manipulate ki had deserted her. This time there was no panic, and Ranma could have easily broken out of the cage, and the store. And she would — as soon as she managed to break the programming keeping Ranko obediently in her cage, eagerly awaiting her next playtime.
Hours had passed, and Ranma was no closer to victory. The thought of her kittens being taken away had given her an opening, weakened Ranko’s resolve to be a good catgirl, but the programming had held and Ranma was growing desperate. Thoughts of the friends and family she would never see again filled her mind as her despair grew — and it hit her like a thunderbolt. Akane!
Akane had come to this same store, had maybe made the same mistake he had, might even now be in one of the cages waiting for a new owner. But she already belonged to Ranma! It was the catgirl’s job — her purpose — to look after her pet, to ... to get her home to her family, those that would miss her so much....
With that, the programming yielded. The shivering eased off, until the now calm black and orange-striped catgirl uncurled and sat up. She examined the cage door and grinned toothily. Piece a’ cake, she thought scornfully. Lying back down, she reached above her head to brace herself against the back of the cage, drew her feet to her chest, took a deep breath, channeled the ki that had allowed him to bounce from roof to roof across the Nerima skyline, and kicked.
With a loud crash, the cage door slammed open, the sound echoing through the store. All around, other pets jerked awake by the sound started to howl, and scream, and yowl, and whistle, and ...
Ranma ignored the cacophony as she rolled out of her open cage and looked around, a new thought occurring to her. “How am I supposed to know which one’s Akane?” she shouted.
Across the corridor, a dog-girl crouching against the back wall of her cage in as best a defensive posture as her limited space allowed perked up. “Master, as that you?” she called out.
Ranma stared. The dog-girl was the right size, but her hair was now white, light fur the same color covered her face and neck, thickening over her chest (though growing thinner over her breasts the closer it got to her red areolae), stomach, and along her inner thighs. Black fur covered her arms, legs and back, and she had large ears shaped like half-cones, black on the outside, white on the inside, where her human ears had used to be. “Akane?” she gasped.
The dog-girl bounced against the bars of the cage closest to Ranma. “It is you! It is you!” she enthused. Ranma had recoiled slightly at the dog-girl’s charge, the hair on the back of her neck rising at the smell of dog coming at her, but she relaxed as the subtleties of the scent registered. Dog, yes — but a scent that somehow spoke of a black-haired girl with the cutest smile was there as well.
“Yeah, Akane, it’s me — R- ... Ra- ... Rank- ... your master. Let’s get you out of that cage.”
“Yes, master!” Akane replied, and lashed out with a fist. The lock shattered, and Ranma rolled aside with a yowl as the door smashed her back. Akane didn’t give her time to recover. She sprang out of the cage and dived for the catgirl just as she was rising, knocking her back to the floor and planting an enthusiastic kiss firmly on her lips as the dog-girl’s stubby, pointed tail wagged enthusiastically back and forth.
For a moment, Ranma returned the kiss as her new instincts threatened to overwhelm her — and then someone hammered on the front door. “It's after midnight, whoever’s in there, shut those animals up!” the stranger shouted.
Ranma broke away from her enthusiastic pet and took a deep breath. “Akane, come on, we have to get outta here,” she hissed, leading the dog-girl out of the kennel and back deeper into the shop, looking for a back door.
“Right, where are we going, master?” Akane asked.
Images rose in Ranma’s mind: Kasumi bringing in dinner, landing in the koi pond yet again after an unsuccessful spar with his father, Nabiki’s smirk as she held out an open palm for payment, walking to school on the fence as Akane walked on the sidewalk alongside him, sitting on the roof and watching the stars come out....
“Home, Akane ... we’re going home,” the catgirl whispered as the pair turned a corner and the back door came into view.
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