General Leigh Gorgeous returned the salute quite snappily. "Good... news, I trust."
"Yes, General, quite." The quite buxom scientist Lieutenant Silkier Stingwraith pulled out her folder. "The Earth humans selected show signs of being in excellent condition and quite easily genetically upgraded."
"So you're saying this 'Earth' might suit our... needs," said the General.
"Everything seems quite positive in that regard," agreed Silkier "Silky" Stingwraith. "There are a high number of males on the planet and we discovered something interesting in the Earthian broadcasts."
"Something... interesting?" The General's habit of pausing suggestively was wasted on the Lieutenant, but then it was a habit.
"Yes, ma'am," agreed the Lieutenant. "Apparently a group of females on that planet has claimed that the male half of their species is useless. They call themselves 'feminists' and they apparently number all the females in the continent of Ami-Rica."
"They say that these males are... useless?" The General was quite surprised.
The Lieutenant smirked. "Quite. When we contacted them through their political offices about taking males away, the response was unanimous. Take them."
General Leigh Gorgeous chuckled suggestively. "So we have permission from one of their ruling bodies to take these men... away."
"According to this organization called 'NOW' - the sooner the better," said the smirking Lieutenant.
"Excellent!" General Leigh Gorgeous licked her lips. "Keep the recording. If they protest later we can play it back for them. What of the work on the Hunkimtron?"
"Our data on the Prime Males already captured is limited. Theoretically it is possible to Hunkitize males who are sufficiently manly already, making their attractive male qualities and health levels increase greatly." Silky let out a sigh. "If only the males were more cooperative."
"Get some of your top girls on it right away!" The General smiled at the thought. They could capture men from this world, give them the bodies of an Adonis, and keep them around for the Sacred Nookie Rituals. Not to mention Nookiefest and all those other wonderful holidays. And these Earther females were practically giving them away!
Exchanging a glance, the General and the scientist engaged in sinister laughter.
Ranma was sweating and wild eyed.
Kleevige was being nice, alternating between hot and steamy and shy and vulnerable. As soon as Ranma adapted to one, she had switched.
Where had his shirt and pants gone anyway? Here he was, standing in his boxers, and the curvaceous Commander was giving him the dread puppy dog eye look.
No, he had to be strong! He had to be true to Akane! Hey? Why the heck did he have to be true to that uncute tomboy? Wasn't she always telling him that the engagement never happened?
And why was the Commander pressed up against him, sliding her hand along his flat belly and into his shorts?
"EEEP!"
The Commander felt her husband's resistance begin to crumble as she gently but firmly pressed against his maleness. He couldn't escape this wrestling manuever, and soon she would begin the sacred rites of the True Honeymoon.
Hmmm. Seemed like "Wild Horse" was an accurate description.
(Posted Fri, 28 Feb 2003 12:25)
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