[Episode 82668] [Episode 82668]
Ranma took long deep breaths, fighting down the primal urges of his cursed form. Halfway to the shrine he'd wound up getting splashed by a car making a sharp turn at the corner he'd been at. It was as if something kept attracting cold water to him, usually at the worst possible times. Like now.
The presence of so many women around him then had nearly sent him over the edge, forcing him to race here as if all the hounds of hell had been after him. He knew that if he'd stopped even once, he would have taken every one of them he could get his appendages on.
This monstrous form *hungered* for attractive females. The need was worse then any drug craving. It was an ache in his bones, a gnawing in his brain, a burning itch that could only be quenched in the moist openings of the Yin.
Step by staggering step he made his way unsteadily up the long white stone stairs of the Hikawaya Shrine. Word had it that this place and its residents possessed strange powers said to be able to heal the sick and the cursed. Ranma was certain he fell into one if not both categories.
"Please let it not be a miko in there this time."
He shivered, remembering the last six shrines that he'd visited on his way to Tokyo. Two had been taken care of by dried up old men, unable to help but who had given him the information that had eventually led him here. But the other four had been run by priestesses, nubile mikos with equally nubile shrine maidens in training.
At least, they had been before Ranma had shown up. Despite his best efforts at control his tentacle beast form had simply gone berserk at the sight and smell of prime virgin flesh. He'd torn off their robes and ravished them with his slimy oozing tentacles over and over, triple penetrating them with two, sometimes three tentacles in an orifice at a time. He hadn't been able to stop until they'd finally passed out hours later, leaving them covered in cum, sweat and slime. Every time he'd regained his senses he had fled like a thief in the night, ashamed of his actions and fearing that they would react just like all the other girls he had taken in China and Japan.
"Not this time. Just need to hold it in a little longer."
He kept repeating it like a chant against evil. Just a little longer. He could make it a little longer. Surely one of the priests here would be able to get him some hot water.
"Hello, can I help you?"
With a whimper of despair, Ranma could only stare, stupified by the sight of the blackhaired shrine maiden holding a broom in hand right before the entrance.
"I...I thought some old geezer was running things here."
"That would be my grandfather."
Ranma wanted to cry. Why did the universe hate him so much?
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