[Episode 86651] [Episode 86651]
Nabiki sighed happily, as she slipped into the warm water of the furo. She let the warmth seep into her and soothe all her muscles, while her left hand softly trailed over her submerged vagina and gently probed the folds for soreness but found none. There was a certain ache there, but it was a good one, like the glow after a good workout. Her private parts had been used - and used well! - but not abused.
Some years ago, when she had discovered her own sexuality and started masturbating in earnest, she had decided that her first time would not be marred by blood or pain and had proceeded to break her hymen with the handle of a hair brush. Now Nabiki smiled at the brashness of her younger self, who had believed she knew everything there was to know about sex, yet had been so innocent, compared to her today. Now she was sure that she wouldn't have minded a little pain to mark the passing of her virginity - and Ranma had taken her virginity, if only in the sense of being the first boy to enter her body - but it was probably for the best. Ranma would probably have been put off his stroke by the sight of blood.
And what a first time it had been! What would her younger self, who had imagined her first time as nothing wilder than a passionate embrace in the missionary position, have thought of the events of today? In the intervening years Nabiki had learned quite a lot about sex and the various ways of spicing it up beyond simple, straightforward copulation. She had learned of fetishes and forms of sexual play, and had found herself quite aroused by some of them, but she would never have believed that her very first time would prove to be a culmination of one of her most outlandish fantasies.
Dominance/submission fantasies were not uncommon, but surely very few people got to play these games right from the start - and they had gone so far beyond even D/s play today! She had been physically transformed by actual magic into a mixture of human and animal (though mostly human) and had been taken as a pet - not merely as a slave, like a human, but as a pet, like an animal! She wished she still had her tail; she could almost feel it phantom-wagging behind her at the thought of Ranma as her master and owner.
Who in her school - who in the world - could claim to have had a first time as wild, as exotic, as magical as hers? Transformed, claimed and leashed, treated as a pet (Well, not quite like a regular pet. Nasty, spiteful rumors about certain girls' preferences notwithstanding, Nabiki doubted that many pets played that way with their masters), and finally taken from behind like a bitch should be.
Her hand had stopped its soft exploration and had started rubbing purposefully, as her thoughts had wandered over the events of the day. Now she dipped her fingers inside herself and quickly brought herself to a small orgasm, like an aftershock to the earthquakes she experienced earlier.
"Ahh... That's better," Nabiki sighed contentedly in the afterglow. She wondered why her own voice seemed so strange to her.
With a start she realized that these were the first words she had spoken in several hours - the entire rest of the time she had been barking and whining like a dog. The last human word she had uttered was the explicit confirmation of wanting Ranma to mount her, and even that "Yeah" had contained a generous dose of canine whimper.
The curious thing was... Nabiki had never made a conscious decision to stop speaking and start barking. It had just happened, and she hadn't even realized it until now, because it seemed so natural. The same went for crawling on all fours. When Ranma had led her from her room on her leash, she had still walked upright like a human, but soon she had gotten on all fours and stayed there. She hadn't wasted a single thought on it then, but she certainly started to do so now.
There were other things that didn't add up, now that she came to think of it. How on earth could Ranma possibly have known about her "pet" fantasy? The chance that he had decided out of the blue to approach her for a day of sexual play that just happened to perfectly match one of her darkest most secret fantasies was so ridiculously small that she refused to even consider it. He had been pretty confident about it, as if he knew exactly what he was doing, and the only question was whether she would admit what she wanted or not.
But as soon as the Jusenkyo water had hit her in the face, she had entered a kind of dream state, where she had failed to find anything unusual about it - and now in retrospect she was sure that it was more than merely being dazed by the sudden, unexpected fulfilment of her fantasy. The more she thought about it, the more certain she grew that more than just her body had been altered by that mixture of instant curses.
Was that possible? The other cursed persons she knew or had heard about seemed entirely themselves in either form. On the other hand, from what she had heard, the curse victims were all immediately able to use their new bodies as if they were their own, even right after the very first change. Surely such a radical change in the physical configuration and capabilities of their bodies should have thrown them completely off, requiring them to relearn how to walk and move from scratch. Even Ranma, whose body stayed human, should have been clumsy and uncoordinated at first, but both he and Genma confirmed that he had been as precise and sure-footed as before.
And wasn't there a spring of drowned virtuous man or something like that? Pantyhose Taro had brought the wrong water, when he tried to use it on Happosai, but as far as she could tell from the Jusenkyo Guide's words, the spring did really exist.
So the springs could affect the mind, either explicitly or merely by adapting it to the body. Her sudden docility and unquestioning acceptance of the situation, her unthinking change of behavior from human to dog-like, these had surely been products of the instant curses.
Nabiki suddenly sat up erect in the furo, sending waves of water splashing against the rim and over it onto the tiled floor. A sudden thought had chilled her to the bone. If her acceptance of Ranma's actions, if her sumbissive begging for his touch had been brought on only by the mind-altering effects of the curse... then wasn't that the magical equivalent of drugging a girl into compliance and taking advantage of her? Was her treasured first time nothing more than a date rape?
"No!" said Nabiki resolutely to herself, the echoing walls of the bathroom throwing that declaration right back at her, as she shook her head. She eased back into the warm water, letting it soothe her once again.
Her experience today had been nothing of the kind! She may have been in an altered state of mind at the time, but she certainly wasn't now, and she knew without a shadow of doubt that she would do it all again in a heartbeat, with or without the Jusenkyo curses. Anytime Ranma wanted to collar and leash her she would gladly let him and get on all fours for him to mount. Though she had to admit that having a real tail to wag made the whole thing so much kinkier and more exciting.
She sighed with relief and settled back to masturbate slowly to another orgasm, fantasizing about all the other ways a pet and her master could have fun. And she didn't always have to be a dog girl either... Images of bunny ears, fox tails, cat whiskers, cow udders, horse's hooves and many more exciting possibilities danced through her mind, as she fingered her softness and tweaked her stiff nipples.
At the dinner table, with the rest of the family returned and talking happily about their day, it almost seemed as if the entire day had been nothing but a dream, but the continuing tenderness of her privates told Nabiki that this was not so.
She rose from pleasant daydreams, when Akane suddenly addressed her.
"What about your day, sis? You haven't been torturing Ranma again, have you?"
"Moi?" Nabiki asked. "Not at all. I've been a good girl all day," she added with a sly smile.
The fact that Ranma chose this moment to choke on his tea, almost inhaling the entire cup, didn't do much to allay Akane's suspicion of her older sister. She whacked his back a few times until he could breathe again and shot another glance at Nabiki, who feigned innocence badly, but did not inquire further.
While Nabiki and Ranma acted towards each other normally over the next few days, Nabiki was sure that she felt a certain, subtle bond between them. Sure, Ranma and his fiancées still orbited around each other in their unpredictable, crazy dance, but now Nabiki realized that she was shifting position as well, moving away from her station as a remote, outside observer.
She wasn't sure whether she really wanted Ranma the way the others did, but she certainly couldn't deny there was an attraction. Of course the physical attraction had been there all the time - Ranma's excellent physique had dominated Nabiki's sexual fantasies almost since the day he arrived - and she had certainly liked him well enough as a future brother in law and a source of amusement, but now she felt there may be something more between them. Whether it was the kind of bond that led to love or even marriage remained to be seen - but in the meantime she would certainly enjoy anything that fate sent her way.
And of course Nabiki wouldn't be Nabiki, if she didn't try to peek at fate's cards.
She had searched the entire house for anything that might shed some light on how Ranma - whom she had considered mostly an innocent in sexual matters - had come to know her innermost fantasies and managed to make them into reality so confidently. It wasn't until three days later that she found something, at least - though not all she was looking for.
In the "hall" beside the dojo (actually part of the main dojo room, partitioned off by movable sliding screens) that was used as storage space, she found a new box amidst the others that contained miscellaneous equipment and general stuff. Inside this new box she found a great amount of small packets - instant Jusenkyo springs in dozens of variations, she realized - a collar, a leash and a few sealed bottles.
The bottles each bore either the kanji for "girl" or "dog". These had to be full of leftover spring water. Considering that a single packet could turn a bathtub or a koi pond full of water into a single-use Jusenkyo spring, it stood to reason that Ranma still had some left over, after using a mere bucket full on her.
Nabiki's smile went wider and wider in excited anticipation of all the things she could do with this stash.
Ranma sat in his room and thought about his next steps with that book he found. After his day with Nabiki as his pet, he had wanted to use the babble point on some other girls he knew, and perhaps make one of their fantasies come true as well, but the opportunity had not presented itself.
He had just decided to stow the thinking and go down into the yard for a workout, when there was a knock on his door. Ranma blinked confusedly. He had thought he was completely on his own, everybody else having gone off on one errand or another for the day. He shifted the door open and blinked once again, now even more confused.
"Nabiki...?" he said.
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