Akane had gotten out of the shower about five minutes ago. She was standing in front of her hotel bed. Most of the water completely towelled off. Staring at her clothes. Standing perfectly still. Completely naked.
She had not actually brought that much with her. A small selection for a brief visit. Yet she couldn't make up her mind. That blouse? That skirt? Or those shorts, or that shirt? Even socks and underwear seemed like an impossible choice. None of them really struck her as things that she wanted to wear today. None of them felt right. Not a single stitch of clothing...
The door behind her creaked open, and Akane very nearly jumped clear out of her skin! The surprise and fear was hardly abated when Miss Hinako (adult form) strode into the room, followed by Ukyo. Ack! She was about to get an energy blast thrown her way, wasn't she?
"Sorry I'm a little late," Akane said with a nervous gulp. "I, uh, slept in. I'll get dressed in a minute, and then -"
"No need for that," Hinako said, much to Akane's surprise. "Forget about your clothing. You are perfectly comfortable the way you are. A beautiful, naked nymph." It was the strangest thing. Akane opened her mouth to protest the idea, but Hinako leaned forward, pressed her finger against Akane's lips and looked her right in the eyes and repeated those words like some kind of distorted echo. "Comfortable. Beautiful. Naked."
"Yes," Akane smiled sleepily. "I am comfortable when I am naked. I should go to dinner the way I am now, and let the boys look at my sexy naked body. Mmmm..."
"No," Hinako shook her head. "Not yet. You see, poor Miss Kuonji needs our assistance. Since the two of you are such close friends, I thought that perhaps you might be willing to help."
Yes. Yes of course. Akane's gaze cast across the room to where Ukyo was standing just inside the room, teetering and tottering as though she might fall over at any given moment. The way her eyes and head were moving made it almost appear as though she was examining their teacher's body, which Akane could certainly understand. Hinako had a very... Ooh, so sexy body. Standing in her presence just now made Akane feel more inadequate than all of Ranma's insults about her figure put together.
Hinako snuck behind Akane somehow and began to knead her shoulders. Akane couldn't help herself but whimper and moan; the teacher seemed to know exactly what spots would feel amazing right away and exactly how much pressure to apply to bring out the maximum effect.
"She needs help in understanding how to deliver good customer service," Hinako whispered. "That is why... You are not in a hotel anymore. The two of you are in her restaurant. All alone. Let the scenario fill your mind and all other concerns melt away..."
Akane blinked. She was sitting on a stool in Ucchan's, with Ukyo herself behind the counter. It didn't seem important how she got here, nor did it matter all that much that she was sitting there completely naked. All that mattered was that she was sitting there in front of Ukyo, that she was the customer and Ukyo was about to service her in any way that she might request....
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You know. This really was almost too easy. Then again, prepare for tomorrow and the day will move that much smoother. Yes? It was almost too funny. Tap into a little latent, repressed sexuality, and even the toughest human becomes putty in your hands. Give them an erotic enough dream, and they were as good as yours to play with.
That was the nature of her succubus powers, you see. Dreams and dream manipulation, giving her the opportunity to increase suggestibility in the waking world, even to the point where she could instill an erotic daydream in the unwary, gaining her the opportunity for a little light snack. It made her chuckle to think that these humans were thinking of heading down for dinner when the truth was that they would provide her with the first real meal she'd had in so, so long. For them dinner: For her, a breakfast to end all breakfasts!
"Good morning!" Ukyo cheerily greeted. The chef moved forward until she was practically sitting in the tomboy's lap. Good. Very good! "How may I serve you today?"
Hinako, or rather the creature that was inhabiting her body, leaned down and whispered in both of their ears, then stepped back to watch the fun.
"Well, it's the strangest thing," Akane replied. Her eyes roamed the chef's body as if it were a menu. Ah, now there's a thought... "I've been feeling hungry all day, but I don't know what for."
"You've come to the right place, sugar!" Ukyo said, gently stroking Akane's hair. "At Ucchan's we can satisfy any hunger you bring with you, guaranteed! Let me just get you the menu."
"The menu is printed on your body..." Hinako whispered, and Ukyo seemed to completely accept this. She had no trouble at all slipping out of her clothes, seemingly oblivious to the rising lustful energies from within them both. "Of course in a way," she continued when Ukyo sat her newly naked body down upon Akane's lap. "Your body is also the meal. For her. And for me."
"Mmm, I like what I see..." Akane licked her lips. How amusing that such a prudish girl had such a deep well of perversion bubbling up from within. "I don't even know where to start!"
"Heh," Hinako chuckled, pressing a ten yen coin to the foreheads of both girls. A sharp burst of energy flared up from both of them, flowing into her body, and the two of them shuddered as though the climaxes they were about to feel had sent shockwaves back in time. "In a sense that makes two of us... I wonder which of you I will turn into a devoted servant first? Why don't we let this scenario be your test, girls? The winner - that is to say, the one that makes the other cum first - gets the boy/girl of their dreams and a taste of powers beyond any mortal's most pornographic imaginings... After all, that's the least I could do for being set free after such a long, long time imprisoned in a rock."
- Ukyo's "customer service" training continues.
- The trio are interrupted.
- Ranma arrives at the hotel, feeling pretty confused about his journey there.
- Nabiki feels unusually sexually dominant this morning.
- Something else
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