[Episode 95043] [Episode 95043]
“Okay master. But can I come out when you’re done?" The Shaguar looked at him pleadingly.
Looking at Sheila with a smile, Ranma nodded his head. “Of course Sheila. I told you before I’d let you out after. I just want Brit to have some time with me alone since she had to share her first Taming session with Jetta the last time.”
The uber-cute pokégirl nodded and kissed Ranma. “Okay master. I’m ready.”
Ranma smiled. He bent over to where his clothes were at the side of the bed and picked up his PokéBall Belt. He aimed the PokéBall at Sheila and called out, “Sheila! Return!” Sheila was engulfed in a red beam and then zapped back into her ball.
Nodding his head, Ranma put Sheila’s PokéBall away. He then noticed Sheila and Grave’s clothing was still on the floor as well. “Oops?” He shook his head. “Ah well. I’ll let them all out tonight and they’ll get their clothes.”
Picking Britanny’s PokéBall off of the belt, Ranma held up the ball, and shouted, “Britanny! I Screw You!”
Suddenly a tall and very well endowed Pokegirl of the Cheetit persuasion popped out of her ball in a red and white flash. Smiling brightly, Ranma greeted, “Hey, Brit.”
The Cheetit looked at her master and smiled. “Purr. Hey master,” Her smile widened upon seeing him naked. “Is it time for a taming?”
Nodding his head, Ranma couldn’t keep the grin off of his face. “Now, I know I just Tamed you last night, but you worked so hard earlier today, and won that PokéBattle,” he looked at her gratefully. “You earned a Taming ahead of schedule.”
Smiling gratefully, Britanny hugged her master tightly, mashing his face into her breasts. “Thank you, master!”
Nodding his head lightly into her chest, Ranma couldn’t help but start nuzzling her large, furry, cloth-covered mammaries.
The Cheetit purred and her tail wagged as her master did that to her. She so loved it when he actually touched her breasts.
After nuzzling for a few moments, Ranma pulled his head back a little. “Britanny, could you let me stand up, please?” When Britanny nodded and pulled back a bit, Ranma said “Thanks.” He moved his legs over the side of the bed, and stood up. He motioned for Britanny to stand up as well.
She did so. “Master?” The Cheetit asked inquisitively.
Ranma smiled as he circled Brit a bit. He stopped behind her, hugging her from behind as his hands went down to her crotch to unzip the fly of her jeans.
Britanny smiled and purred as she felt her master rub her cloth-covered crotch.
Smiling more, Ranma unbuttoned her jeans. He kneeled as he slowly pulled them down. It was then he got to see the one-piece Brit wore was actually a thong in the back. Smiling, he kissed her butt gently, and kissed down her right leg as he slowly pulled her jeans down.
Her tail wagging back and forth in happiness, Britanny resisted the urge to turn around, toss her master onto the bed and let her do all the work for him for once.
Ranma watched as Britanny stepped out of her jeans. He cupped her ass with his hands, pushing the cheeks together. “Such a beautiful ass,” he complimented as he kissed it again, and again and again.
Britanny purred and cooed at that. “Oooh master, you think so?”
Nodding his head, Ranma answered, “Yep.”
After kissing her ass a little more, Ranma stoop up again, and undid the clasp at the bottom of her one-piece, revealing her white-furred pussy to him. So, unlike Sheila’s, where he had to pull down, Ranma had to try and pull up...
...Too bad Brit was taller than him, and he only got it up to the bottom of her breasts. “Brit? A little help?” Ranma asked in embarrassment.
Britanny smiled and helped him take her one-piece off by lifting it over her head. “Master?” She asked as she tossed her clothing to the side, her breasts swaying gently. “I have a request master.”
Nodding his head, Ranma said, “Sure. I was gonna ask you what position you wanted, or if you wanted me to do one thing more than another.”
The Cheetit smiled and blushed lightly. “Master. Can you... Eat me out? Until I cum, please?”
“Sure,” Ranma answered as he nodded. He then turned Brit to face him. He kissed her stomach.
Britanny purred at that. “Should I lay down master? Or should I sit up and let you eat me out?”
“Whichever you prefer,” Ranma answered.
Britanny smiled and went over to the bed. She then lied down on her back and looked at Ranma as she spread her legs and purred at him.
Looking, Britanny over, Ranma smiled. Damn. He knew he enjoyed Sheila and Grave, they were just so caring and loving. But Britanny was STILL a real beauty, a goddess with legs and tits that could get him hard instantly.
The Cheetit blushed as her master looked at her lovingly.
Walking over to the bed, Ranma crawled onto the bed with her. He kissed her right nipple, licking his tongue around the areola. He then kissed the furry breast tissue, and worked his way down. He had to resist the urge to giggle as her body-fur tickled his nose. As he got to her belly-button, Ranma stuck his tongue in there for a little bit and wiggled it.
Smiling, Britanny giggled and purred as her master kissed and worked down her body, worshipping her like a Goddess. In her opinion, he was treating her just too kindly, but she wouldn’t complain. Nope! She enjoyed what he was doing to her too much.
Withdrawing his tongue, Ranma continued to kiss down her body. He nuzzled her pubic fur and breathed her slightly musky scent in deeply.
Rearing her head back, Britanny moaned at the sensations her master was giving her. “Master... You’re so good to me.”
Ranma smiled up at Brit. “Well, you’re a good pokégirl.” Britanny blushed at that, but purred happily.
Ranma then lowered his head down to her pussy. He started closely at it and smiled. Time for his first trip muff-diving. Placing his hands on her inner-thighs, Ranma began to expertly knead the flesh. He then went and kissed her clit.
Moaning, Britanny bucked her hips upwards. She loved being eaten out. It was as much a turn on for her as when someone would play with her breasts.
Kissing her clit a bit more, Ranma began to suckle on it, his hands continuously massaging her inner-thighs.
Britanny moaned and whimpered as her master did that. Britanny could feel her body temperature heating up and her pussy starting to dribble out fluids as her master sucked on her clit like it was a straw.
Ranma smiled and felt warmth at his chin. Pulling back, Ranma could see her pussy was becoming REALLY moist. Smiling, he dove his mouth right into her slit, suckling on her outer folds to get the love fluids in her pussy-fur.
Closing her eyes tightly, Britanny arched her back slightly, moaning loudly. “Oh yes, master! More!”
At Brit’s encouragement, Ranma lightly nipped at her pussy flesh, but not biting hard. He went and began to experimentally dart his tongue into her a little.
The Cheetit cooed and purred as her master did that to her. She bucked her hips in want. Wanting her master to explore her folds with his tongue and ravish her insides with it.
Surprisingly, Ranma actually got the hint and pressed his mouth into her folds. He stuck more and more of his tongue in slowly.
The well-endowed Cheetit moaned out appreciatively. “Oh master, yesss!” She started to purr more as her master’s tongue went into her further and further.
Smiling, Ranma’s tongue began to move about her inner-folds, pressing his tongue against her vaginal walls whenever he could
Britanny purred and bucked her hips more. It felt so good to have her master’s tongue inside of her, teasing her and working her over.
Still smiling as his tongue continued to move about her insides, Ranma nuzzled her clit with his nose as his hands continued to massage her inner-thighs. Again, he had to suppress the urge to laugh as it kind of tickled.
Britanny whimpered as her master did that to her. She moaned loudly as she spasmed, her pussy fluids starting to gush out as she neared orgasm.
Ranma was surprised at the amount of fluids entering his mouth. He tried to swallow faster as he continued to work her over.
Again, Britanny’s body trembled and she couldn’t hold back anymore. She arched her back, yowling her master’s name and cumming all over his face.
Ranma blinked and chocked a little at the sudden onslaught of fluids gushed into his mouth. He tried to swallow her fluids as best he could, but he had to pull back, coughing a bit. There was just so much.
After coming down from her orgasm, Britanny looked at Ranma and her ears bent back in apology. “I’m sorry master,” She started to whimper pathetically. “Please forgive me.”
Coughing a little bit more, Ranma waved his hand. “It’s... COUGH! Okay, really! COUGH, COUGH! Just never gave a girl ‘head’ before. COUGH! Didn’t expect that. I’m fine.”
However, seeing her master like that, made Britanny whimper even more. She was so sorry for doing that to him. “I’m so, so sorry, master.” Tears sprang up in her eyes and threatened to leak out. The first time she got a chance to be with her master one-on-one, and look what she did to him. “I’m terrible.”
Shaking his head, Ranma said, “No! You're not!” Taking a few deep lungful of air to catch his breath, Ranma smiled a Brit. “I’ll be fine. Really.”
Looking at her master, Britanny just sniffled.
Making a showing of licking his lips, Ranma smiled at Britanny. “How can I be mad when you taste so good?”
Blinking her eyes, Britanny blushed, though her ears were still flattened back in apology. “Really?” She couldn’t believe that he wasn’t mad at her. “You’re not mad at me? Sextome would have beaten me black and purple if I did that to him.” She shuddered as she remembered how badly she came off the last time she upset Sextome.
Ranma frowned. “Brit. I told you before. I’m not Sextome. I would never beat any of you girls,” he smiled gently to ease her fears as he stuck his head back down. “I care for you all too much.” Ranma then stuck his head down between her legs to lick her clean, and try to get some of what he missed.
Britanny arched her back and started to purr as her Ranma licked and cleaned her legs up. He was right, he wasn’t Sextome. That bastard wouldn’t even bother to have them get cleaned after a taming, stating that since they were just fuck-toys, they didn’t deserve to get cleaned up.
Getting her pussy as cleaned of her juices as he could, Ranma sat back up and looked down at Brit. “Hey, Brit... If it’s all right... Can I... Uh...” Ranma blushed a bit. “Stick it in?”
The Cheetit nodded quickly. “Please, master.”
Ranma smiled and got between her legs. “Thanks, Britanny.”
“Purr, thank you master.” Britanny smiled at him. “Master, can I taste myself?”
Ranma nodded. He leaned forward to kiss Brit, pretty sure he still had her taste in his mouth.
Britanny moaned into the kiss as she could taste her fluids that were still in his mouth. It was just so good. Her arms wrapped around him as she purred into the kiss. She bucked her hips a bit, wanting his man-meat into her.
Pressing his body into Britanny’s, Ranma tried to push into her. His manhood poked about her hips a few times, before hitting her slit. Ranma just thrust on in.
Yowling like a cat in heat, Britanny thrashed as Ranma slid all the way into her.
Ranma smiled. As he was all the way in her, he grinded his hips happily.
Britanny purred and moaned as her master did that. She kissed him on the lips while her tail rubbed over his ass.
Smiling at that, Ranma pulled out of the kiss and looked into her eyes. “My sexy spotted goddess,” he complimented as his hands went down to her tits massaging them; playing with the most sensitive part of her body.
Closing her eyes, Britanny arched her back and yowled even louder. “I’m, ooh, uhhh, ah! N-no Goddess! OH YES! MORE!!” She started to thrash and squirm as Ranma squeezed her breasts tenderly at times, but then roughly at just the right moments.
“Yes you are,” Ranma complimented as he thrust faster. “A beautiful goddess of spots and gold.”
Britanny smiled, even with her eyes closed and continued to thrash under his ministrations. No one had EVER complimented her like that before. Even before she was a pokégirl. She cried out in pleasure and started bucking her hips back against his faster as her folds started to tighten up.
Ranma smiled as he felt Britanny tightened up. “Love you, my goddess,” Ranma said as he kissed her, “My pokégirl,” Ranma kissed again, “My lover,” he kissed her again. “My friend, and equal.”
Britanny’s eyes snapped open at that and she looked at him, even as she continued to thrust against him as best she could. “Really?” It was too much to believe. She knew that he treated her good, but he saw her as a friend and equal? Not as some sex-pet to just fuck for fun when he wanted to or when she needed it?
Nodding his head, Ranma smiled brightly, and thrust harder and faster. “I can’t love those I don’t see as equals,” Ranma kissed her again. “And I certainly love you.”
That did it. It wasn’t the physical pleasure buildup that caused Britanny to orgasm, no! It was the emotional buildup. She arched her back and came hard! Her folds clamping down on Ranma’s rod as her legs wrapped around his waist. “PUURRRR!!! MASTERRRR!!!”
Gasping, Ranma was taken aback as Britanny’s folds clamped down on his manhood. It was a pressure unlike any others before. He hugged Britanny tightly, pressing his body into her’s as he moaned her named, orgasming hard into her as he unloaded his seed into her Cheetit cunt.
Britanny yowled at this and hugged Ranma back just as tightly. The seed filling her up was just so good that amazingly, she had a second orgasm right after her first one. This caused her folds to clamp down extra tight onto Ranma’s rod.
Gritting his teeth, Ranma moaned. He tried to continue to thrust a bit, to prolong her orgasm as hard as he could. It was hard too, since her folds were clamped down so tightly!
From all the pleasure, shuddered and purred loudly. “MAAASSSTEEERRRRR!!!” She yelled out so loud that they could probably hear her all the way to Buckshiny.
Ranma blinked and had to close his eyes and avert his face away from Britanny for a moment, as she then literally glowed brightly. She was like a mini-super-nova underneath him, but without the intense heat, although she did feel warm.
Britanny purred through it all, feeling so happy.
Finally, the glowing stop and Ranma lay on top of the Britanny. She looked no different, just very, very happy. Smiling in relief, Ranma kissed Brit.
Britanny returned the kiss, though her eyes were barely open. “Master? I’m tired.”
Ranma nodded his head. “Yeah. So am I... That was just so intense.” Smiling, he kissed Britanny on the lips. “You were wonderful.”
Returning the kiss, Britanny nuzzled him. “Thank you, master. Can we cuddle all night?”
Ranma smiled. “Sure,” he blushed. “I hope you don’t mind sharing. I promised Sheila and Grave they could as well after we were done.”
Britanny blinked her eyes a bit then shrugged. “It’s okay, master. As long as I can cuddle with you tonight.” She then blinked as a thought came to her. “Will Grave be mad at me for hurting her in our fight? I did bust her chops up.”
Shaking his head, Ranma answered, “I don’t think so. She was very understanding once I talked and Bonded to her.”
The girl nodded her head. “Okay, master.”
Ranma smiled. He tentatively broke away from Brit, and leaned over the bed to get his PokéBall Belt, giving Britanny a nice view of his ass.
The pokégirl smiled and reached over and GOOSED Ranma’s rear end. She squeezed that firm buttocks a few times.
Ranma ‘eeped’ and lifted his head up. He turned his head back and let out a sigh of relief. "Britanniiiieee...” He whined in a teasing voice to show he wasn’t upset.
Britanny pouted a bit and continued to squeeze. Hey, if her master didn’t tell her to stop, why should she? His buns felt fleshy and warm under her hands.
Rolling his eyes, Ranma sighed. Though he had to admit on some levels, it felt nice. “You have soft hands,” Ranma complimented.
“Thank you master,” She said shyly. Even her harem sisters never complimented her on her hands. She still squeezed and rubbed her master’s ass some more.
Ranma blinked as a thought hit him. “By the way, how’s your hand feeling?”
Britanny stopped and held up her hands to him. “See master, all better.” Indeed they were, they looked as if they had never been hurt in the first place.
Ranma smiled and kissed her hand as he sat up, the two PokéBalls in one hand of his own. “Beautiful.”
Smiling, Britanny could FEEL herself blush at that. She giggled at that thought.
Smiling at Britanny a moment more, Ranma threw the PokéBalls. “Sheila! Grave! I Screw You!”
In a flash of light, the two Uber-cute Pokegirls of his harem popped out. The two shook their heads for a moment before smiling at Ranma.
Ranma smiled back. “I remembered.”
The two smiled brightly and glomped him, causing him to fall to the floor.
Ranma landed on the ground with a thud. He chuckled nervously. “Guess we’re sleeping on the floor then.” He looked up at the bed where Brit was and smiled. “Care to join us?”
Sheila and Grave blushed lightly from knocking their master to the floor.
Giggling, Britanny smiled and hopped down onto the floor, but instead of joining them, she lifted them all up and carried them to the bed before laying them down. “Purr... I think the bed will be more comfortable than the floor.”
Ranma smiled a little. “True, but it’s also drier down there,” Ranma said knowingly at Britanny.
Britanny blushed at that. She forgot what a mess she made of the bed. Grave however had a solution. She waved her hands and the top blanket disappeared.
Whistling, Ranma said, “Neat trick.”
Grave twiddled her thumbs a bit. “It’s something I learned while my last master had me. That sorceress of his taught it to me. She said it would be able to please a master very well.”
Ranma nodded his head. “Well, it’s certainly useful.” And so, Ranma happily laid beside his pokégirls, loving all their kitty goodness.
Britanny allowed herself to be a pillow/extra mattress for her master and the other two pokégirls. Sheila and Grave were on either side of Ranma. And the three were purring contentedly as they all drifted off to sleep.
They didn’t care that they lay there naked, it just felt so natural to them that they didn’t care. Britanny was happier than she had been in a long while, as was Sheila. Grave was happy for the first time in her life. If she had her way, she’d make sure that her master was NEVER hurt or in danger again.
Ranma was just content to be with his cat-type pokégirls. So much warmth and fur, and Britanny’s breasts made a wonderful pair of pillows. “Spots and rings, spots and rings, such incredible, wonderful, beautiful things,” Ranma mumbled sleepily to himself as he was trying to cuddle with all three at once.
Eventually, they all drifted off to sleep, cuddling together and sharing their warmth. They were happy now, and hopefully it would remain that way, but they didn’t know what would happen in the near future.
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