"Danger? What sort of danger?" Ranma asked, his curiosity piqued.
Looking at Ranma, Bast spoke with a serious tone of voice. "There are those of the wererat clan who would see to it that the werecheetah Britanny is killed. They would do anything to keep a 'prophecy' from coming true..."
Blinking his eyes, Ranma asked, "What prochecy? And what does a werecheetah got to do with it?"
Sighing in resignation for a moment, Bast then said, "The wererat clan lives in mortal fear from a prophecy their Seer had. A lone werecat would end their entire species, that the entire wererat clan would fall and die out because of one single werecheetah."
Nodding his head in slight understanding, Ranma then asked Bast, "How do they know if she'll be the one?"
"Because," Bast began, "Britanny Elin Diggers is one of the last werecheetahs and she is the last female of the species... The wererats had seen to it that the vast majority of the werecheetah clan had been wiped out by the werewolf clan."
Ranma grimaced. "So, they believe that Britanny will destroy their race?"
Nodding her head in conformation, bast let out a tired sigh. "They do. And they will do everything they can to make sure she doesn't have any children."
Ranma then folded his arms over his chest. "So what you're saying is, the wererats will wrongfully try to get rid of her, and that you want me to protect her?"
"Yes." Bast answered.
Looking down at his arms, which were now far more muscular, (and furrier) Ranma let out a sigh. "And you think that with this body, I'll be able to protect her from harm?"
"Quite so." Bast answered.
Ranma looked at the goddess, and then asked, "And there's no way you'll let me get out of this, is there?"
With a small smile on her face, and a nod of her head Bast said, "That sums it up nicely."
Letting out a deep sigh, Ranma said, "Fine, fine... I'll do it. Not much else I can do while I look like a huge black-furred monstrosity..."
"That's the spirit! You'll make a fine bodyguard for her! With you there, she'll have no worries, and she can procreate and have as many werecheetah cubs as she pleases!" Bast said, as she moved over to Ranma. She patted him on the back and whispered to him, "And besides, whle I know you'll be working hard, I'm sure you'll have fun on this assignment. Trust me." Bast finished with a toothy grin.
Sighing, Ranma looked down and said, "Well, at least you're not demanding I screw her to help populate the werecheetah race."
A small sweat-dropped appeared on Bast's head. "Oh don't worry! That was never my intention. I just need you to protect Britanny from danger." And that was true. Bast did not intend for Ranma to be the father of the werecheetah race... However if such a situation should accur, she would not speak out against it.
Looking Ranma in the eyes, Bast placed her haand on Ranma's shoulder and said, "Well Ranma, time for you to punch the clock, and get to work!" And with that, Ranma was instantly teleported from the forest. When Ranma reappeared he was...
"...Oh crap..."
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