"My! That really was a silly way to behave. I'm much more.. social now." She dipped her torso down just enough to show that her generous chest was in fact very generous and kept in by a clever reinforcement on her leotard top, while freezing Ranma in place by means of a gently cupping and rotating grip on his helplessly stiffening manhood through the fabric of his pants. "I'm yours, Ranma. I'll love and serve you, attack or betray anyone on your say so. I'd really rather not hurt anyone, but you decide what I do, not me. It's just how things are done." She spoke with the reasoned presumption of a true fanatic. Total undying faith in other words.
"Uhh.. This is a bit much, so suddenly." Ranma was trying his hardest not to hurt Ami's feelings or act stupid, but her hand was cool and satiny even through layers of clothing. He backed up a step, and was relieved to see Ami smile in understanding.
"Oh! I'm sorry, of course you tell me when and what I do sexually, as in all things. My worship of you just got out of hand. Forgive me?" Ami wasn't worried. As long as her Master wasn't rebuking her, she chalked it up to learning how to handle these things. "You mentioned knowing how I used to be such a willful wallflower?"
Ranma just sighed, then pressed on. "Look, you need to know you've been brainwashed. Maybe changed physically as well. But yes, I know how you used to be in Juuban and as Sailor Mercury. You see, you're.. there's no easy way to say this, you're not real where I come from, you're a Manga girl!"
Ami weighed this a bit. Then she commented "Being fiction in another reality's certainly plausible enough, and I do recall a few discussions between Usagi and Rei about Rei's Wedding Peach manga. As for the past? How I was seems totally unacceptable now, Ranma. I'm a harem toy, your total plaything, and to me that's the only possible way to live. I'll refrain from the worship terms as you're not comfortable with them, but I don't think the others are going to do as well about it." She sighed in contentment from learning how to address her reason to live.
Ranma was meanwhile going a bit ape. "O-others? What do you mean?" He had a sinking feeling about it, but he felt he had to ask.
"Well, dear, I was the very last one to fall unconscious and be taken. The capture was perfectly timed, right in the middle of a meeting at the temple, and Setsuna was the first to fall. Unless you wish them to slumber forever, I'm happy to announce you have all the Senshi!" She looked sat him curiously as he sweated and trembled.
As Ranma stood in the center of the room, Ami noted the other Senshi were about to emerge not that she had been revived. Ami obligingly turned their processing units to face the pigtailed man she adored with her every fiber. It was time they had something in common aside from being Senshi, and that way there'd be no arguments on who to obey.
By the time Ranma recovered from his mental stun, the notion that had put him into minor shock had come to pass. Reactions were varied.
Usagi blinked a few times and sighed at the sweet memories of her minor (by comparison) crush for Mamoru before sinking gratefully to her knees for a proper perspective, and to prevent tripping over herself.
Rei blushed as her newly indoctrinated lack of shame, jealousy, and sexual limitation had her thrilled by all the other Senshi, especially Usagi. Then she started praises and prayers of thanks for her servitude, after asking Ami who her God was. (Ami gave Rei Ranma's name, of course.)
Ami's reaction and sensible servitude was already noted. It just kept deepening.
Minako held herself still by sheer force of will lest she shame them all by acting like a slut without prior orders to that effect. She finally tied herself into place with a nearly invisible shibari application of her Love Me Chain. The nuclear blush was unavoidable.
Makoto held herself with the poise of a martial artist (which she was). She therefore kept appraising him incessantly while passing it off as merely judging his apparent skill at the Art.
Hotaru was 16 by the looks of things (to Ranma's relief as he was no lolicon nut job) and could never bring herself to glance at Ranma for longer than a few seconds at a time. However the way she was listening made it clear she would do anything for him the instant he asked. Anything.
Michiru was poised to do what was asked. Her adoration was only visible in her eyes, beyond that she could easily pass for a elegant maid or the like.
Haruka was smiling like she was on happy drugs and actually posing lightly. As far as the rapidly brain numbing Ranma could tell, she was instinctively acting the role of Race Queen as a sign of being under Ranma's ownership.
Setsuna simply stood there. Her entire manner was one of soul deep surrender and gratitude. Ranma knew in his heart of hearts that even if he somehow reversed this, Sailor Pluto would curse him forever for forcing her to regain all that responsibility.. and frankly, Ranma could relate to that!
He finally gathered his wits by concentrating on the task at hand. "Okay, ladies, listen carefully! The guy that started this, Ataru Moroboshi, is taking girls from all over a lot of different dimensions and making them sex toys."
Hotaru nodded, then shyly asked "Is that bad? We're happy as your sex toys." She smiled lovingly as Ranma went beet red.
After swallowing a bit to regain the power of speech (much to the amusement and admiration of the girls) Ranma said "Let's just say it disrupts a lot of guys' chances and wrecks a lot of relationships. That's not so good." The nods of the assembled Senshi relieved Ranma no end.
Usagi noted "I understand what you mean, Ranma. I kind of loved Mamoru before becoming yours to command completed me. It's not like I have to, but I can understand your point from imagining how he would feel about this. One question, if it's allowed. What are we going to do about the girls already zapped and/or serving Ataru?"
Ranma said thoughtfully "Toss the ones already awake back into those things." as he pointed at one of the units that had disgorged the Senshi. "After that, we'll work things out." He didn't mention a fervent wish to undo their own programming or alter it, as he truly didn't like hurting a girl's feelings.
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