Moving Ranma’s body to lay it back down upon the Cheetit, Jetta sighed. She knew she should let her master sleep, but this matter was just too important to wait on. Her master had to know and he had to know NOW!
Walking back towards the bathroom, Jetta knew what she needed to do. There was only one sure-fire way to wake a Tamer up, to get their attention and to calm down THEIR urges for a Taming session with their pokégirls.
“Cold water.”
Entering the bathroom, Jetta looked around for something that would hold a decent amount of water. She frowned, as she didn’t see a pail anywhere in the room.
Blinking, Jetta noticed that there was an enema kit in the room. Shrugging her shoulders, Jetta mumbled, “It’ll do...”
Walking over to the sink and making sure the tap was pouring cold water, the Lupina filled the bag. Once it was filled, Jetta then walked back into the Taming room to size things up. Yep. Her master was still asleep, snuggling into the sleeping, purring Cheetit’s breasts. “Normally, I’d feel bad doing this, but...” Jetta smirked a little, “Maybe this’ll teach him to pull out next time. And besides, it’s always fun getting one in over on Tits.”
Tightening her grasp on the rubber bag tightly, Jetta sprayed the cold water all over the sleeping Tamer and Cheetit. She was sure this would wake up her... Tamer?
“ACK! COLDCOLDCOLD!” A not petite redhead with a set of breasts shrieked a she stat atop the Cheetit. “WHAT YOU DO THAT FOR!?”
“Ptooie!” Britanny spit out the water and grumbled. “DAMN IT! Just WHO the hell did THAT!?” the now irate titty kitty growled, only to trail off at the sight of a redheaded girl sitting atop of her. “Who the...”
Blinking her eyes, once, twice, thrice, Jetta knew what she had seen. As soon as her Tamer had been splashed, he had changed from nice, firm, toned muscles into a shorter, softer more curvaceous feminine figure. “R-Ranma?” Jetta asked in confusion.
Her eyes widening, Britanny asked, “What? This is Ranma!?”
“Yeah, of course it’s me!” Ranma said. “What about it?”
“You’re joking, right?” Britanny said as she poked Ranma in the chest. “What are you? An Amazonchan? An Amazonlee? A Honeypot? A Firemaiden? Maybe one of those Sarcastic Goths?”
“Brit...” Jetta began slowly. “I think that is Ranma...”
Britanny looked at Jetta questioningly. “Come on! Does THIS look like Master to you?”
“Excuse me,” Ranma piped in, “Just what are you two talking about?”
“You’re a girl!” both Lupina and Cheetit said in sync.
Blinking her eyes, Ranma then realized the truth about this. “Aw crap! I never did tell you about my curse, did I?”
“Curse?” Jetta asked questioningly.
“Wait a minute,” Britanny began in slight panic. “You really are Master? What happened to your... Your... Your cock!?”
Sighing, Ranma lowered her head. “Like I said. It’s a curse.”
“Is it a Blood Curse?” Jetta asked. She knew that Ranma came from a world without pokégirls, but who knew? They might have had Blood Gifts and Curses that came from predetermined genetic coding.
“Nah,” Ranma said. “Just some crummy curse I picked up while I was in China.”
Blinking her eyes, Britanny repeated, “China? Never heard of that.”
“I think its part of the modern-day Edo League now,” Jetta said. “But geography was never my strong-point, so you might want to ask Gina.”
“Okay,” Britanny said. She looked over her Tamer and frowned a bit. “Anyway, what’s with the gender-bending, Master?”
“I’ll explain,” Ranma said as she wrapped her arms over her chest. “But could someone please get me some hot water?”
One explanation and demonstration later...
“So, do you got it now?” Ranma asked, having been returned to his male form.
“Understood,” Jetta said, still wide-eyed. She had never thought of a GUY being changed into a girl. She looked over to her Harem-sister and asked, “What do you think, Britanny?”
However, the Cheetit seemed very unsettled. She was hugging her legs to her chest as she sat on the bed. “Hey, what’s wrong, Tits,” Jetta said, using Britanny’s hated nickname to get her attention. The Lupina became worried when Britanny didn’t even react. “Tits?”
“Britanny?” Ranma asked as he moved closer to his Cheetit. “Brit, what’s wrong?”
The answer Ranma got was Britanny wrapping her arms tightly around him. Ranma could feel her trembling. “Master...” The Cheetit whimpered.
“What is it, Brit?” Ranma asked as he went to hug her back. She was shaking like a leaf, and Ranma held her tighter. Ranma never could stand to see girls upset, and he felt especially protective of his pokégirls. “Britanny, what’s wrong?”
“Master,” Britanny whimpered. “Please. You gotta stay away from PokéBalls when you’re a girl. Please! I don’t... Don’t...”
“Don’t what?” Ranma asked, still holding Britanny.
“I don’t want you to end up like me,” Britanny finished, hugging Ranma tightly as tears started to pour down the sides of her face. Ranma had been the best thing to happen to her since she was changed, and she didn’t want to lose him because he could turn into a girl.
Now Ranma was confused, but he hugged the weeping Cheetit anyway. It would take an idiot to not know she was upset. “What do you mean I’d end up like you?”
“The PokéBall... Ch-changed... Illegal... Done anyway... Human...” Was all the Cheetit got out before she just broke down into unintelligible sobbing.
Sighing, Jetta supposed she should explain to her Master what Britanny meant. She wanted to let the three girls tell Ranma when they were ready, but Britanny just spilled the beans and couldn’t continue. And Jetta couldn’t leave Ranma hanging like that, especially when he said, “Jetta.”
“Y-yes, Ranma?” Jetta asked, as she looked at her Tamer.
“What is Brit trying to tell me?” Ranma asked, as he just hugged Britanny, stroking a hand through her long, silky-soft hair.
Sighing, Jetta knew there was no getting through this now. “Well, Ranma... It’s a very personal matter for the Diggers sisters. You see, they weren’t always pokégirls.”
“Does this have to do with that Threshold thing you mentioned the other day?” Ranma asked, still holding Britanny.
“Kind of...” Jetta began reluctantly. “You see, Gina and Britanny had made it past the age when Threshold would commonly occur, and so the fear of becoming a pokégirl would normally be over and done with.”
“What happened?” Ranma asked.
“Their Threshold was forced,” Jetta said, not beating around the bush. “They were human girls caught by illegally modified PokéBalls, ones designed to force a girl’s recessive pokégirls genetics to the surface, turning her into a pokégirl.”
Ranma’s blood ran cold as the truth hit him like a sack of bricks. “Sextome changed them, didn’t he?” Seeing Jetta nod her head, Ranma growled under his breath. “That bastard.”
Looking back up at Jetta, Ranma asked, “And people look up to someone who does that to an innocent person? Who forces someone to become a sex slave!?” Feeling Britanny shiver more from his shouting, Ranma calmed himself and held Britanny tightly, trying to whisper words of comfort to her.
For once, Jetta could shake her head. “No. Forcing a girl’s threshold is illegal,” she then sighed. “But that’s only if you’re caught DURING the act. Most of the time, if the police find out the truth AFTER the act has be done, and the Tamer is of high ranking, or of strong influence the police will tend to turn a blind eye to it.”
Ranma frowned at hearing that. “Let me guess... Because Sextome’s so popular, if any police have found out, they’ve ignored it, right?” Seeing Jetta nod her head, Ranma frowned more. “What about the girls’ parents?”
“I don’t know about the Diggers,” Jetta said, “But lord knows they’re probably worried about their girls.”
“I see...” Ranma said at length. He looked down at Britanny and just held her tightly, muttering apologies to the Cheetit. True, he wasn’t the one to have done this to her, but at the same time it was. His analogue had done this to her, and he could never forgive himself for that.
Seeing Ranma hold Britanny, Jetta sighed. Seems like she wasn’t going to be able to tell him tonight.
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