The only reason that Shampoo was sucking Mousse's dick with such tremendous enthusiasm was, of course, that she was pretending to be Konatsu's slave. Her "Master" had ordered her to suck on Mousse's dick, and so as a warrior she had swallowed her pride and made preparation to swallow the dumb duck's seed as well. Such was the pride and determination of the Joketsuzoku!
As her tongue ran the length of Mousse's surprisingly engorged and unsurprisingly erect penis, Shampoo watched the sneaky kunoichi out of the corner of her eye. This was a test, wasn't it? Her head bobbed up and down and she ignored Mousse's whimpers of delight. Konatsu was testing her, wasn't he? Making sure she really was under his full control. Hmph! Shampoo hid her smirk well. Though that at least she could credit to the fact it was hard to smirk around dick, but regardless!
She felt a sting of prideful pleasure at overcoming his test. It had nothing to do with the fact she was obeying his order and sucking Mousse off with tremendous enthusiasm. It was only because she was tricking him. Deceiving him. Making him think she was something she wasn't. He thought she was his slave. But she was only pretending and - mmm, time to play with duck-boy's balls to really make him think she was enthralled.
"Shampoo, how I've dreamed of this day!" Mousse gasped. Oh please, that sap! He thought that felt good? She pulled her head away with a great big plop, kept eye contact with him and placed his member in between her breasts. Behind her, Konatsu watched in great interest. That's right, you silly ninja! Shampoo was tricking you! You think she's your slave when actually she was sucking Mousse's dick because you had ordered her to! Hah!
Shampoo rubbed her boobs along either side of his dick methodically, taking her time. Her tongue swirled around the head while her eyes kept contact with his face. She could imagine him. Konatsu. Standing behind her. Watching her rear, watching her breasts, regretting that he hadn't ordered her to do this to him. Every three times her tongue completed a circle, she kissed the head and began running the tongue in the opposite direction, never stopping her movement with her breastflesh the entire time.
"That's right," Konatsu said. "It is best to be thorough in practising medicine. I am sure that in no time at all, Mister Mousse will recover and be less filled with -" He nervously swallowed quite audibly. "... Less stress than he was before."
Fooled you! Shampoo felt another spike of pleasure filling her body. She was tricking her Master into thinking she was his docile slave that would do anything he asked, no matter how much she wouldn't normally want to do it. Just like how he had told her to give Mousse a stress-relieving blowjob, an action she would normally get infuriated by. Oh! Yes! It felt so good to trick him! It felt so - So liberating! She was tricking him into thinking that she was his slave and he was her Master by doing exactly what he told her to do, and it felt so good!
All of a sudden Mousse grabbed her head and pushed her down, and there was an eruption in her mouth for which she normally would kill him. Instead, today, she sucked it up and swallowed, feeling a little orgasm herself from putting one over on such a sneaky, sneaky opponent. Yesss, she had cum because she had tricked Konatsu into thinking she was his obedient, horny slave by pretending to be obedient and horny, exactly like a slave would.
'Mmfmfmff,' Shampoo and Mousse both moaned in unison, she because her mouth was full, he because he was a fool. Well, whatever. She wiped her mouth, pulled her dress back up and pulled duck boy's underwear up for good measure.
"Shampoo, that was amazing!" Mousse gushed. "I always knew that one day, you would show how you really, truly felt deep down inside!" Shampoo, in turn, rolled her eyes. She already had been showing him how she felt about him, deep down inside. Every day since they met! "Thank you so much, Master Konatsu! Your encouragement has given us a new relationship! It has made my life complete in a manner I never dreamed possible! I am now your devoted servant for life!"
"Eh?!" Konatsu gasped. "Me? Oh, no! I'm just a lowly kunoichi, sir! I am nobody's master, only a servant! Please, Mister Mousse, if you and Miss Shampoo are going to start a relationship, you must do so without relying on me. Please, go on a nice date. I am sure that will be so much more satisfying for everyone than obeying the whims of a mere humble kunoichi like myself."
Shampoo nodded in agreement with that idea. Yes. Of course. That also made perfect sense. If she was out on a date with Mousse away from Konatsu, she could use the opportunity to discover the exact effect that the technique had on him. This made perfect sense to her. She wasn't doing it because he ordered her to. She was doing it as a... tactical decision.
And, of course, any sex they happened to have afterwards would also be part of the tactics she was employing. To discover more about the... Technique's effect on Mousse's body. A full analysis might be necessary as well.
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Konatsu honestly felt a good deal of relief at watching the two of them skip off, arm in arm. All he'd done was give them a little nudge and they'd taken care of the rest themselves. Oh, it was so adorable! It was so sweet! It was so... something. Something that was making his thingy hard again.
Well, never mind that for now! That was merely an interruption on his important mission. Miss Shampoo had been ever so helpful in telling him about a ninja at Furinkan High School, disguised as Miss Nabiki! As much as he envied the two of them heading out on a date like that in the middle of an important crisis, it was truly Konatsu's responsibility to take care of the situation himself. So off he went, utilising the ancient ninjutsu art of disguise as he went to pass himself off as a Furinkan student (female) without missing a beat!
He landed in the school yard with a picture perfect landing. Hair done up in twin ponytail style, a pair of red-rimmed glasses and the long-skirted uniform of a girl's Furinkan High School student! If he may be indulged a moment of pride, he looked rather fetchingly feminine like this.
"If the ninja pretending to be Miss Nabiki sees through this disguise there will be trouble," Konatsu thought, giving his glasses a cute little tilt . "But they won't be able to take direct action without revealing themselves. The most effective action available, therefore, is to seek out an opportunity to make use of the technique as soon as I can..."
And the very first person Konatsu happened to encounter was -
- Ranma
- The ninja pretending to be Ukyo
- Nabiki
- Kuno
- Someone else
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