Take a bottle of water and fill it to the brim. Then keep on trying to fill it up. Either the bottle overflows, or it breaks. But what if the bottle was perpetually generating its own water at a faster rate than you were trying to pump it in? What then? Well, that water you were trying to put into the bottle would probably find itself being pushed back by the greater pressure coming from within the bottle itself.
Which is somewhat similar to what was happening to Ran right about now. She was trying, bless her. Trying to pour that hentai energy back into Ataru’s body and meeting absolutely zero success in the process. Instead of feeling that energy flowing out of her, she could feel it pouring in!
“Mmmph,” Ran whimpered, unconsciously pressing her body against Ataru’s. Why? Why wasn’t it working? Why did it feel so good? Her skin was tingling with anticipation and wherever Ataru’s busy hands wandered was left with a lingering sense of longing once the touch was gone. How was he doing this to her? Could she stop it? Should she even try?
But wait… Wouldn’t this be the ultimate revenge? Why drain Ataru of his youth and vitality when instead, she could - Why, the look on her face! It really was the ultimate revenge! She should have thought of this sooner, it would be much more satisfying and fun than merely leaving him a lifeless husk of a man. Why had she not considered this before? It was such an obvious -
An image flashed in her mind. A handsome, kind of stupid face. A face that she had been yearning after for years. A face belonging to a boy called Rei.
Ran shot back from Ataru like a damn rocket and stared at him in shock. What… What almost happened here? She could feel the sweat pouring from her brow, and - And this heat all over her body! This tingling under her skin like it was itching to be touched, this intense awareness of Ataru’s male form and the prominent bulge in his trousers…
“Something wrong?” the boy asked, and the second Ran felt that urge to crawl back into his lap and continue where they left off she very nearly dove out of the window. Something had gone horribly wrong just now and she had to get back to her ship! Yes, that’s it! Her ship! She could perform a bioscan, figure out what had happened and deal with it from there.
Obviously, she had drained a little too much hentai energy out of that Moroboshi boy and he wasn’t taking it back for some reason. Therfore, the solution was obvious. She would have to find someone else to take it back. But who? Who could she get to take the energy?
“Oh! Hello, Ran! Fancy seeing you here,” a strangely familiar voice said. Who was that? In the half second before she turned to look, Ran had absolutely no idea. It sounded strangely attractive, but that feeling of familiarity confused her right until the moment her head turned to look directly at a floating green-haired nuisance in a bikini that revealed so much perfect, flawless skin over an equally glorious figure. “You’re not trying to drain darling’s energy again, are you?”
Ran could only shake her head, but it was very weak. What was the matter with her? Lusting after Lum… This was… Horrible! Get a little self control, girl! Stop staring at Lum’s navel and think for a moment. She knows about the kiss ability, so she won’t let Ran near those soft enticing lips for all the hydrogen in a star.
“Say, you don’t look so well all of a sudden!” Lum said, pressing her soft hand against Ran’s forehead. The girl very nearly fainted dead on the spot from the sudden contact. “I’d better get you into bed right away!” And then that statement finished her off. Goodnight, world!
- Lum saw something on television one time about what to do in a situation like this. CPR!
- The drain had an unusual effect on Ataru.
- Lum takes her home, and the medical scanner picks up the hentai energy.
- Ran recovers before Lum takes her home, and tries to deal with her new hentai urges without help.
- Something else
Hmm, one idea that come to mind involves Ran getting to her ships medical scanner, only when it detects the Hentai energy in her system, it winds up triggering an "Automatic Discipline" routine that her mother had installed in her ship.
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