Alright then. This was probably a pretty good idea. She had plenty of time to get to the nearest school and check out the cute guys, get a feel for their dating scene, then return to class. Right? Right! Although, the question did persist... Which school should she visit? There were a couple of local schools she could, in theory, get to in that amount of time... Or pay a visit just after school if she had to. Now. This decision was a rather important one. Akane was determined to make it the right pick. Because it mattered. It absolutely mattered. Any one of them could have the right kind of guy just waiting there for her to run into and she'd never -
"Pardon me," a familiar-sounding voice called. "Federal Breast Inspectors. Terribly sorry to trouble you again, Miss Tendo. However, we would rather appreciate your assistance."
Akane stopped in her tracks and turned around. The inspectors? Again? She blushed in remembering the inspection yesterday. The way those two classmates of hers had helped her overcome her insecurities about her own sexual nature, the way they'd taught her there was nothing to be afraid of and then - Hold on a second.
"Nabiki? What are you -"
"You might say... We have hired your sister," Hiroshi coughed. "As part of her training, we have decided to have her conduct an inspection of her own, and we felt that you might make a useful test subject. I hope you don't mind subjecting yourself to an inspection by her, for training?"
"Training...?" Akane wondered. Nabiki as a breast inspector? Uh oh. She didn't exactly know how to feel about that one. On the one hand, that was a pretty prestigious job that she'd probably be pretty good at. On the other, it was pretty easy for her to imagine Nabiki enjoying it a little too much. Abuse of authority, anyone? She looked around to Yuka and Sayuri, who seemed about as confused as she was. However... The decision was rather taken out of her hand anyway. Her ticket had stated that she would permit any further inspection the boys requested, and so... "Well, I suppose if it would help out..."
"Great!" Daisuke said, clapping his hands with obvious glee. "Um... You two as well. The more the merrier! Come on. I think the gym equipment storage shed isn't being used right now, and I happen to know where they keep the spare key."
Indeed he did. For whatever reason it was stored underneath a stone pineapple's stalk right next to the door. Weird. Come to think of it, she'd seen little things like that dotted around the school but never paid them any attention. Pineapples? Freaky, a little bit.
"Alright, girls!" Hiroshi said, clapping his hands for their attention. "Uh, unless we say otherwise, treat Nabiki as if she were a regular breast inspector, doing an inspection of your tits. Nabiki? If you would, please. We'll direct you if you, uh, want to know what to do next."
"Very well," Nabiki said. She turned the clipboard she was carrying sideways, nestled it in her cleavage and struck her hands out on her hips in a show of remarkable confidence. "Alright, you three! Uniforms off for your inspection."
"Good start," Daisuke mused as the three girls disrobed. The two boys leered at the three of them, especially Akane, and they both nodded in appreciation. Well. Why shouldn't they? "Remember. Your goal here is to make sure they are top-quality breasts."
"Each inspector is supposed to use their own judgement," Hiroshi added. "Strictly speaking, the tests used for the inspection are left to the discretion of the inspector, who maintains full authority. Therefore, girls, whatever tests Nabiki has you perform must be followed."
"I guess that makes sense..." Yuka said while unfastening her bra. "Inspecting breasts should probably be more of a subjective matter than an objective one..."
"What one inspector finds appealing might not be to another," Sayuri mused. "So they'd probably all do their own tests."
Of course. Akane remembered her inspection rather well. Jumping jacks, getting her breasts squeezed, rubbing the inspector's dick in between her hot, heaving cleavage... The sex afterwards wasn't part of the inspection, of course, but more of a happy aftereffect.
"In that case," Nabiki began, "I would like you all to stand in a line. Straighten up those backs. Hands to your sides. Good girls. Stand like that while I take a look at what we're dealing with."
Well, okay. Akane could do that. Stand at attention while completely naked in the gym storage room, thrust out her tits while Nabiki walked up and down the line of three, writing something on her clipboard and occasionally tut-tutting to herself. Huh? Now Akane could really feel her blood boiling a little, but not from rage. No. Curiosity! What on earth was Nabiki writing?
"Tut, tut," Nabiki said again, using her pen to flick Sayuri's nipple and making her whimper. For a moment it seemed as though she was about to turn away and walk back down the line, but then she turned back and used that pen to press hard on that same nipple, and this time Sayuri bit her lip to try and stop herself from making noise. "Oh, dear. This will never do. Akane Tendo, please step forward!"
... Okay? She wasn't entirely sure where her sister - inspector, rather - was going with this. But she'd play along for the time being. Maybe this had all been a mistake. Maybe she shouldn't have been so eager to help out, maybe she should have -
"You call those breasts?" Nabiki playfully asked, reaching forward to grope Akane's boobs. "No. These are breasts! You think a man's going to pay any attention to boobs like those?"
Which led to Akane finishing the thought with "Have sex. Have sex now." It was a thought that used to be so alien to her, but now came almost immediately to the forefront of her mind. Of course, she didn't realise at all that this was entirely because of the effect of her previous inspection, where the ticket had made those magnificent new tits of hers so sensitive that she'd want sex whenever they were groped. All she knew was that a dick seemed like a pretty good idea right about now. Actually. Make that the best of all possible ideas!
Maybe this inspection thing wasn't so terrible a notion after all? Yep. She could check out boys at another school later on. After school. All of a sudden she wasn't in any kind of rush....
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Operation Titillation was a go. Hah! Look at those two idiots calling themselves breast inspectors. Throw on a little something for them to look at and they're practically tripping over themselves to keep her happy!
She was keeping half an eye on them the entire time, and it was amazing how easily she was leading these supposed professionals around by the nose. Shouldn't official breast inspectors be a little more immune to the effect of a spectacular pair of tits? Maybe not. In which case, she'd be running the organisation in no time flat. Wasn't it amazing how quickly curiosity transformed into ambition?
To cement her control over these two goons, her suggestion had been getting Akane for the "training session." Why Akane? Because she'd already undergone an inspection. Because she'd already had her breasts magnified to magnificent proportions. Because if anything would get them so riled up they'd make a mistake it would have to be the sight of the two sisters pressing their oversized melons together.
Which was right around the point where things started to go awry. Or. Spectacularly right in just the wrong ways. Because just as surely as Akane didn't know that boob groping would make her want sex, neither did Nabiki realise that vital fact. Sure enough, when she'd started groping Akane's breasts the two boys had looked on appreciatively, nodding their heads while sporting tentpoles. Then when Nabiki had unbuttoned her dress shirt, let her tits spill out and started grinding them up against Akane's... Well, she wasn't really paying them much attention anymore. In fact, she had entered a sort of moaning duet with her little sister.
"Ah, ah, ah!" she sort of heard one of the boys say, and quite frankly she was rapidly losing the state of mind to care which was which. "An inspector has to maintain control over their inspection at all times. Lose control, and who knows what might happen?"
"As such, instead of giving you the dicking you seem to want, instead Yuka and Sayuri are going to lick your pussy while you keep on squashing your tits up against your sister's. Don't mind us! We're just gonna have a quick word with her about how she likes the way things are now."
"Oh, alright..." one of the girls sighed. "If we have to, I guess..."
A pair of arms gripped both of Nabiki's legs, and before she knew what was happening they were being inched apart. Suddenly, her dress was being pulled up, her panties pulled down, and a pair of tongues were - Eek! If not for Akane gripping her waist she could turn around for a better look, but it felt like - It felt like! Ah! So good, but not what she wanted right now!
"So, Akane," one of the boys said, "how are you enjoying your new breasts?"
"Oh, I like them quite a lot, thank you!" Akane said, flashing them her best and brightest smile. "I never realised how hot I was before, but now I'm like a walking inferno. Thanks to you I'm bound to find a super-stud boyfriend in no time flat."
"Have you considered what you're looking for?" the other one asked at just the moment one of the girls found Nabiki's sweet spot and attacked it every bit as ruthlessly as Nabiki would, if it owed her money. "It sounds to me like you were never really interested in the dating scene before."
"Well... I guess I'd prefer a martial artist..." Akane mused. "Someone that could withstand my strength. I am pretty strong. I guess someone that could make me laugh, cares about what I think and... Mmm... I guess I really want someone that could ride me all night long."
That last part was mostly taking over her thought process for the moment, but only two people present could even guess at that.
"Well, I guess that's us out!" one of the boys joked. "Still... If you want a little help finding mister right, we're more than happy to help. Aren't we, Dai?"
"Huh? We are? But -"
"But we can get any chick we want already. Why hog the pot when we can spread the joy? In the meantime... Is there anything we can do to help out? Unfortunately, we can't write any more tickets for you for at least the next six months, so it would have to be something else."
Through the maze of sensation and her own building lust, Nabiki saw an expression she never thought she'd see on Akane's face. Her tongue lolling out, eyes completely glazed over, breathing sharply, more sharply by the second until all she was doing was panting and heaving.
"Cock!" Akane gasped. "Want cock! P-Please!"
"That can be arranged..." One of the boys said, positioning himself behind Akane. "Like this?" he asked, and Akane's eyes became suddenly clearer, the corners of her lips rapidly turning upwards.
"Yyyyessss! Just like that!" Akane said, thrusting her hips furiously backwards. "This is what I've been missing! Thank you! Thank you so much!"
"Don't worry, we'll get you a boyfriend that can properly satisfy those needs," the other boy chuckled. The one fucking Akane had other things on his mind, for example, the first part of this sentence. Nabiki bit her lip and shuddered, unable to pull herself away from her sister whose formidable strength was completely holding her in place. It felt like her senses were on overload.
"As for you," the boy continued, stroking Nabiki's cheek. "Oh dear. An inspector's first duty must be to ensure control over the situation, for their own safety and the safety of the inspectee. What do you think might have happened if we weren't here?"
"Sh-Shut up and do me already," Nabiki demanded.
"Gladly," the boy continued, and all of a sudden Nabiki felt something pressing against the small of her back. The boy's hand. Pushing her more into Akane's chest as she was methodically fucked while Nabiki's own dripping pussy was being eagerly licked by two insatiable nymphs - It was enough to make her own tongue roll out of her mouth. "Man, this is hot. Uh... I mean, you were trying to make us all hot and bothered so you could take control, right? Maybe when you're properly trained as an inspector, that might even work."
Somehow the bad situation began to get even worse. Now the two girls beneath her were also rubbing their breasts with deliberate intent up and down Nabiki's thighs. It was infuriating losing control so thoroughly, and Nabiki silently resolved that one day she'd make sure to return the favour. For now? She'd just be happy with something big and thick inside of her.
"Now there's an idea," the boy continued. His hand went down Nabiki's spine, stopping just above her butt. Lower. Just a little lower. She refused to beg out loud, but her internal voice was on her hands and knees screaming to the heavens; at this point she'd do anything for release except humiliate herself even more! "Why don't you help your little sister get herself a good boyfriend? That oughta be good enough training to get you up to speed."
"If you say so," Nabiki gulped. However. Her pride was also demanding that she exact her own little bit of payment from them, beyond merely getting her base lust fulfilled. "But I also want to be present at all f-future inspections."
"Show up in that sexy secretary gear, and you got yourself a deal," the boy said, gently shooing the two girls away from Nabiki, lining himself up and - Bliss! "Yuka. Sayuri. Sorry I didn't make your tits bigger after your inspection the other day. You were my first inspection, and I wasn't certain what sort of things I could do with the badge. That might be why I made them feel so good to play with, for both you and whoever was touching them."
"Forget about it," one of the girls said. "What do you want us to do now?"
"Stand to either side of the sisters," the boy directed, pushing his dick all the way inside. "And press those magic tits against the sides of theirs."
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The park was empty. Well. Unless you counted things like trees, dirt, bushes, grass, benches, birds, insects, air. It's not like the park was just this empty vacuum sitting there being abhorred by the nature surrounding it. No, no. It was empty in the sense that it was devoid of people. It still had actual matter and energy present and accounted for.
Yet then a blond-haired man walked into that park. He then did something he rarely ever did. Scratched his head in abject confusion. There should have been some kind of trace, shouldn't there? Where on this wretched planet had his youma gone? He should have received some manner of alert if she had been destroyed. This merited investigation, and furthermore -
Something landed on his head. Now, something like that wasn't big enough to hurt him. Not even remotely. In fact he wouldn't have normally felt it, except for the fact that he was channeling certain extra senses most people did not have access to. Magical senses. An awareness of things with inherently high amounts of energy residing within them.
Whatever it was, it appeared to take the form of... A badge. How quaint. He knew enough about this civilisation to know their importance in organised authority. They'd exploited it enough times to drain some of the population. Although, he had to say, at first he thought this was some manner of parody.
"Federal Breast Inspectors?" he mused aloud. "What a ridiculous idea... But there is definitely some form of magic contained in this item. Perhaps... I should investigate further before reporting back to home base."
- The mysterious blond man tries his badge on a random passing girl named Naru Osaka. Because of course he does.
- Mystery blond man accidentally encounters Kasumi, has interesting idea.
- Back at Furinkan, the boys help Nabiki pass her training properly this time.
- A few days later, Ranma arrives at the Tendos'.
- Something else
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