Story: Demon's Test: Melt

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An analysis of Nabiki Tendo: Some may think she loved money. Well here’s a surprising fact. She did. She loved money. Loved loved loved it. Loved counting it, loved extracting it from people, loved saving it up. Didn’t care much for investments (too risky), and only spent it on something if it was either guaranteed to make her more money in the long run or she just wanted it badly enough.

But that was nothing - nothing at all - compared to her love of schadenfreude. It just so happened that she tended to mix the two in her dealings. Humiliate a person, laugh at their misfortune, then offer to make the pain go away all at the same time. She was the Ice Queen of Furinkan High School. Woe betide those that draw her attention, or find themselves in need of her assistance.

That was normally. Today was not normal.

The afternoon trailed on endlessly, or at least it felt that way. Second by second ticked on by, and each new second brought a new surprising image to life inside her mind. It had occurred to her earlier that Ranma’s girl form was hot. Curvaceous. Cute. A splash of cold water and “she” dripped with sex appeal. People would pay through the nose for pictures of that particular pigtailed beauty, and come to it some of the girls might even pay for pictures of the male form too.

Since then ideas flitted around in her head, frolicking and proliferating freely. She could see it so easily, a great big pile of cash. All hers, all because of their new houseguest. Strange, though. Was it really such a warm day today? It felt like she was sweating buckets, and it was getting worse all the time. Was it really melting hot, or perhaps something else? What was wrong with her today? Why was she <font color=blue>so horny and loving it</font>? Why couldn’t she stop herself from imagining <font color=blue>Ranma and Akane sparring in the nude. Sweat dripping from their bodies. Grappling one another instead of striking. Pulling each other close</font>?

The end-of-day bell must be what relief sounded like, because by the time it rang Nabiki doubted she’d be sane if she stayed another minute. Her subordinates were, understandably, concerned but by this point the Ice Queen didn’t give a damn. She had to get home. Even the sight of Kuno being accosted by his three would-be love interests didn’t make her bat an eye, and that was the kind of scene that would usually give her entertainment for hours.

“Oh, dearest Tatewaki! Ignore these poseurs! It is our destiny to be together!”

“Foolish distractions, all of you! Permit him the opportunity to hone his skills with the blade!”

“Ignore those ugly brutes! Our love will shine forever!”

… Okay, so even if she wasn’t paying much attention to it her lips did curl up into a grin nonetheless.

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“Good afternoon, Nabiki,” her elder sister greeted, wearing a rather thick coat. Hold on. Back up. “Did Ranma get on at school alright?”

“I think so,” Nabiki answered, wondering why Kasumi was wearing such a heavy-looking coat on a day like this.

“What, this dress?” Kasumi said. She’d always been better at reading Nabiki’s expressions than the younger sister particularly cared for. “I’m just trying to make our guests feel welcome. I do hope he enjoys the snacks I’ve been making for him.”

Snacks? Nabiki didn’t see any snacks. She could certainly smell something, but no sign of anything anywhere. <font color=blue>Don’t hang around here, get to my bedroom.</font> Yes, there were far more important things for her to do right now. Like return to her room. Which she did. With greater effort than usual given how shaky her legs felt. Like someone had replaced her bones with slowly melting ice.

Home from school at last and in her room. The first thing she usually did was count the takings for the day <font color = blue> but today she was going to lock the door and strip naked.</font> Which she did, dumping her clothes on the ground with no care at all. She looked at herself in the mirror. A beautiful, naked young woman stared back. There was a strong hint of arousal in her eyes, and Nabiki’s first instinct was to take advantage of that arousal towards her own end.

<font color=blue>It would be so easy to use this body to manipulate people. Show a little leg, flaunt a little cleavage. The boys would be all over me.</font> They’d do anything I asked. That kind of power… It was kind of a turn on, really. <font color=blue>Rub along the insides of my thighs. Just like that, yes. Yes. Up a little more. Feels damp. Run a finger along that dampness.</font> Nabiki whimpered and felt her legs buckle out from under her, sending her toppling back onto her bed completely breathless. She could feel it. Her finger was inside her, and she was <font color=blue>going to continue masturbating like this, thinking about ways I could use my body to gain power over people. Dominate their will. Enslave them to their libidos.</font>

What Nabiki completely failed to realise as her fingers furiously explored her needy pussy was that these thoughts were almost as dripping with irony as her horny body dripped with sweat. She rolled over in her bed, sticking her attractive rear into the air so that she could whimper her delight into her pillow, the only way she could keep from screaming down the walls.

She could see it so easily. The so-called Ice Queen ruling the school as she wished. The other students kissing her feet, giving her expensive gifts, carrying her around wherever she went.

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Nalidiel wasn’t going to gloat. He was a demon of lust, rather than pride or vanity. Still! If he were, he could’ve still fed from her after this particular display. The raw and naked lust pouring from her body… He had heard tasting a vice felt good, but he had no idea!

“Mmm… Yes!” Nabiki whimpered, uncaring that she was reducing herself to a puddle of pure naked lust. It had taken all day to drive her to this state of mind. Prods, pushes and whisperings of all manner of perversions, wearing her down piece by piece until this point.

But would she stay like this? An interesting question to consider. How long would she remain lost in her own lust? Would he have the time to drive others to the same state of arousal before his hard work was undone? Better that he find out the limits now than later. In which case, perhaps his time would be best spent hovering around others for a little while.

1. Ranma and Akane are independently planning their date. Nalidiel makes a few suggestions to one, the other or both.
2. Kasumi tried to feed Ranma some food that is strapped to her body underneath the coat.
3. Meanwhile, Kuno has to deal with a love interest rumble. The sort Ranma would normally deal with later on.
4. Nalidiel decides to hang around and watch Nabiki for a little while to better understand the effects he’s had on her.
5. Something else