Stepping through the portal, the pair found themselves standing in a round stone gazebo in the middle of a hilly grassland. The sudden transition to atmosphere from the formless space was bracing as suddenly there was a breeze and a slight moist chill to the air of possible rain. The sky was a bright gray with fuzzy dark on light clouds with shafts of sunlight shining through. Not the warm sunny weather Nabiki had hoped for, but it wasn’t raining or night time and as a Tokyo gal she could deal with cool and moist.
Ranma for her part surveyed the surroundings, looking for potential encounters to avoid. It looked like they were in the rural area in between towns on the large human controlled island. Not seeing any immediate dangers she scanned the fields, finding a smooth rock outcrop the size of a small house that looked like a good place. Leading Nabiki through the grassy trail, Ranma kept an eye out for surprises. “First thing Nabiki, in the lobby area we were in time goes six times faster. Now that we’re here, time goes six times faster again, so every two hours back in Nerima is three days here.”
Nabiki did the math, coming up with a year here being about ten days back home. “Well that’s good, we won’t miss too much back home when we get back.”
Ranma wasn’t as upbeat about it. “I don’t know if we’ll be going back. My worry though was I left Kasumi charge of keeping people from playing with the laptop. If I’m lucky I’ll get a month or two here to make some progress before anyone comes over and messes things up, but I should at least get a week to make some progress.”
The red-head moved on with her beginner lessons for Nabiki to get their minds off the possibility of not making it home. “Anyways, about the stuff here, first of all, you won’t go to the bathroom. There are status effects that can make you queasy or gassy or unable to swallow a potion, but they’re just status effects. You can get thirsty and hungry, but you won’t starve, hunger just means you get tired easier and don’t recover energy. Your favorite meal is cum, plus fruit and deserts, and you can’t eat meat.”
Nabiki recalled something about a cum addiction and her mistress blowing a tasty load on her tongue not too long ago. It reminded her of one of her more perverse fantasies actually. She might have been angry on principles, but it had been a very pleasant experience. Like being told she’d go naked all the time and then finding out she was staying at a tropical nudist resort staffed with hunks and everything was free. “Really? So you’re going to feed me so I don’t go hungry?”
Ranma blushed uncomfortably much to Nabiki’s amusement. “I guess.” Shaking her head, the martial arts mistress got her mind back on track. “Anyways, to answer your original question, the amount of honey you leak and how much I cum are game stats. Not sure on the details, but you’ll probably leak like that all the time. The guide actually mentioned if you need water to cross a desert, take a girl with big breasts that makes lots of milk, so kinda like that.”
Pondering being so wet as her normal state, Nabiki put it out of her mind as her mistress helped her climb up to the top of the wide rock shelf in her high heels. Walking through grass and now over boulders it was a little annoying to realize Ranma could walk better in high heels than her. Once up top though they had a good view of the surroundings, taking a moment to take it all in. “So what about me being a sex-slave?”
Pondering it herself since she was the one in charge of the training, it might help to get her thoughts in order. “Well, really it’s more you’re a slave with a speciality in sex instead of say manual labor. There’s some training to get you acting proper and when that’s done you actually go up to servant class. I’ll still own you, but it’s a big diff, like right now if you go into town you’d better be on a leash and behaving or bad stuff happens. As a servant though I could actually send you across town to buy something from a shop and come back. Kinda hard for me to put in words, I kinda need to go into town and see the stuff the guide mentioned.”
Shaking her head, Ranma got her mind off the unpleasantness of the slave training. “Besides your social status though, upping your rank that way improves our bond. Kinda like one of those tactical RPG games where you have to recruit new characters, your sex-slave status is like our personal bond and your training to be say a warrior is actual combat strength. Having a strong bond is sorta important, otherwise I’d ignore the whole sex-slave bit as much as I could.”
The shiny elf knew Ranma well enough to pick up on her mood. “You’re more bothered by training me to be your eager sex-slave than me.”
Frowning in thought, Ranma crossed her arms under her breasts. “Yeah, well there’s a lot about this bothering me... but I guess I should try and enjoy it. One of the big secrets of actually being in the game is ya gotta do something you can actually like. We’re not tapping a button and watching something happen on a screen here, so tedious unpleasant boring stuff will kill your drive to keep going real fast, and that’s a problem when you can’t just save and quit. You wanna make me feel better about training you, that’d help a lot.”
Not the first time she’d noticed the shift in Ranma’s speech and behavior, this was the most she’d seen the red-haired woman act like Ranma. “Right, I get it. So what kind of useful things can I do?”
Sighing the red-head took a couple of deep breaths. “That’s up to you. Combat wise there’s all the typical options, so you’ll start off with basics but you could aim for whatever suits ya. There’s also the simple option that you could probably screw most things into passing out here, that’s probably your most easy combat option but dunno what the downside is. There’s also the support type stuff, courier, work a job in town to make money, work at someplace I own, making potions, stuff like that. Just gotta find something you’d like to do, that you can do and that helps out.”
Nabiki blinked at all that information, confirming that Ranma definitely knew what was going on compared to her. “Well I’d like to work on my combat skills. Support seems natural enough that I’ll figure out what suites me and the only one I want screwing me is my Mistress.”
Ranma whipped out her fan and posed before coyly fanning herself. “Well, the easiest way to figure out what to do is form a picture in your mind. The limitation on skills here is by equipment, so if you picture the gear and outfit the style of combat comes naturally.”
Face scrunching up cutely in concentration, Nabiki was drawing a bit of a blank as she kept having doubts about what would and wouldn’t work. “Uhm, about all I get is I’d like a sword... I think. Pretty sure heavy armor and slow is no good though.”
Snapping her fan back into the closed position, Ranma briefly held it like a sword hilt. “That’s easy enough. We get you a practice sword, you practice and we see what happens.”
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