Ultimately, the core aspect of netorare is humiliation. It doesn't really matter how it happens, in the end, so long as one partner is being humiliated by the fact that their lover has become smitten with another. This is much more flexible than it sounds, and can lead to... Well, we shall see.
It might be best to see humiliation as a kind of fall. It's much more devastating when you start from a higher point. Right now, Asuka was floating on cloud nine, walking down the street with her strong, hunky new boyfriend who was much, much better than any boy that Kodachi bitch could possibly scrounge up. Indeed, she was as Icarus in the moments before the wax began to melt...
"Where to now?" Asuka asked her boyfriend, teasingly, stroking at his so, so manly chest. It was such a naughty thing for her to think, but... Ooh, just look at him! A real gem worth giving her first time to. Gentlemanly, handsome, powerful.
And unknown to her, thinking of a certain raven-haired gymnast rather than the blonde-haired beauty latched to his arm. Those legs... That figure, even that laugh sent chills down his spine!
"After a dinner like that?" Ryu said dreamily. Something about that girl had sparked something inside of him that he had never felt before. No, wait. Yes, he had. It was animalistic, raw, passionate, overwhelming. Just like the Yamasenken. He licked his lips unconsciously, thinking about one woman while the one that hated her most in all the world grinned obliviously up at him. "I can think of a few things we could do -"
"So long as it takes her presence off the public streets, you would be doing us all a brave favour!"
All of a sudden there she was. Standing in the middle of the street directly in front of them. While Asuka scowled and clung tighter to Ryu, the boy caught himself smiling and looking her up and down, then down and up, then trying to take her all in at once but being unable to settle his eyes. Instead of the splendid dress of before now she was wearing her leotard, tightly fitting around her body and even, somehow, wrapping perfectly around her breasts to make quite sure everyone knew exactly how hot a black rose could be!
"Why, Kodachi," Asuka said, sneering, "if one did not know better, one would assume you were jealous of my relationship with sweet, darling Ryu."
"Not at all," Kodachi answered. "As it happens I have also procured myself a worthwhile boyfriend. An acquaintance of my foolish brother named Hikaru Gosunkugi!"
And now the trap was set. One might expect that Kodachi was the one being humiliated by admitting to a relationship with, of all people, Hikaru Gosunkugi. Indeed! Asuka let rip an uproariously shrill laugh that could curdle milk at a hundred paces when the boy stepped out. He was a weed! A scrub! An unhealthy, minute, below-average-looking zombie that might collapse if he were breathed on by surprise. There were bags under his eyes that looked like
"My, my, Kodachi!" Asuka cackled. "You certainly know how to pick them! He does not compare to my darling Ryu in the slightest... Possible..."
And that was the magic of the NTR ring. All it had to do was put a few thoughts in Asuka's head. Why would Kodachi show up with this obvious loser and claim he was her boyfriend? There must be a reason for it. Surely. Yes?
"Why don't we go on a double date?" Kodachi asked. "I have already procured a private room for us to... converse in. Come along, darling, we shall lead the way."
"Y-Yes, dear..." Gosunkugi stammered in blatant disbelief.
And so it was that Asuka and Ryu both had their eyes on the bodies of a partner that was not their own. Ryu on the tantalising, flexible, forbidden fruit gently rocking her leotard-clad hips to and fro. Asuka on the scrawny boy she'd laughed at a moment ago. Both of them stung by NTR, and unknowingly following along towards a humiliating fate.
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Kodachi could hardly believe it. Her suspicions about Asuka were absolutely bang on target! All she had to do was show no apparent interest in her current man, and show up with anyone else, and wouldn't you know it she'd immediately act to try and steal him away.
It had happened almost as soon as they had entered the room, a classy little place designed to cater to clientele with a little more wealth than taste. A class to which Kodachi knowingly subscribed, because deliberately having no taste at all somehow seemed much more lively than having taste, but that was besides the point. What was the point was that as soon as the door closed -
"So, Hikaru," Asuka said, stepping away from her "beloved boyfriend" and flipping her hair in a deliberately flirtatious manner. "Tell me about yourself. How did you and Kodachi meet?"
"He had a falling out with my brother," Kodachi said, gently sipping at a drink and quite deliberately sitting on the opposite end of the room from that nice Ryu boy. His eyes obediently wandered down to her legs, and why shouldn't they? They were excellent legs. She crossed one atop the other and bobbed it gradually up and down. "It is a rather long story. You know how my brother enjoys throwing our wealth around."
That little comment about wealth was all for Ryu's sake, not Asuka's. See, Ryu? She's not the only rich girl around. And look at her. Crawling all over that rake of a boy.
"You poor thing," Asuka said. "Having to deal with that family on a regular basis. How do you manage?"
"I get by, I mean -" Nervous gulp. Asuka eyed him like a piece of meat that was about to be devoured whole. The boy looked over at Kodachi with a great deal of well-deserved nerves. "Hehehe... It's not so bad, I guess."
"No," Ryu dreamily said. The erection in his trousers was prominent, obvious and very, very enticing. "I suppose it wouldn't be so bad...Would it?"
Behold, the web of NTR, cast upon these three flies, with Kodachi as the spider sitting in the middle of it all. Just a little tug of her threads, and before long she'd have a feast.
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The instant that class was over, Kuno noted Nabiki hurrying quickly from the classroom, giving him only a brief glance before increasing pace. That was fine. Some day, he might well teach her how to show some form of passion for another, but for today he had other thoughts on his mind.
He moved towards the same class he usually was interested in, but for very different reasons than usual. Indeed, he found it hard to ignore the possibility of meeting Akane Tendo and Ranko, and yet a gentleman must remain resolute and focused entirely on the task at hand.
"Oops!" one girl went, collapsing into his chest and compelling him to catch the poor dear lest she hurt herself by accident. "Thank you," she said, batting her eyes at him.
"Think nothing of it," Kuno said, righting her on her feet and glancing over her body to ensure she was not harmed. She was not. Then again, neither had any of the other clumsy girls he had encountered of late. "Have more care in future; I shan't always be around to catch you should you trip again."
All of the girls in the corridor sighed, and the boys slumped their shoulders. Kuno took no heed and marched on towards his destination: Ukyo Kuonji. He had promised her that she would be taught more still about how to regain her femininity. That promise must be kept, for it was a solemn vow to a woman in need! His only shame was that he could not spend this evening to further that cause, for he had made another promise to Ranko that they would date this fine and glorious night. An event he anticipated with tremendous eagerness.
Yes. Everything was turning around regarding Kuno's fortunes recently. And when he took sight of the main target of his recent thoughts striding towards him and clearing a path, his soul did alight with pride! She had taken his lessons to heart. No more binding her breasts. No more moving or walking like a man. Now she could embrace her true self, just as she no doubt sought to embrace him once again!
Although, behind her... Ranma Saotome was trailing meekly, no doubt confused as to this sudden shift in behaviour. Kuno ignored him, and to his personal shame felt compelled to again ignore the lovely and ever-vibrant Akane Tendo, so that he may focus on his duty all the more.
"Well met again, Ukyo Kuonji," Kuno said, taking her by the hand and kissing the back of it. All others around, save Ranma and Akane, gasped in shock. Those exceptions looked at the floor and blushed. "Are your prepared for your second lesson?"
Ukyo looked back at her former spellbinder, Saotome, sneered and then sensually said, "Anytime you are."
She moved in as if to embrace him arm in arm, but ah, Kuno was a gentleman to the last! He would refrain from physical contact at that level until such time as they were prepared for it. The best thing to do was build the anticipation so that the release would be that much sweeter still.
Although what Kuno didn't quite think about was something else to his advantage: That this was every bit as true for the other two, as it was for his new chef lover.
- Konatsu witnesses Ukyo and Kuno together, strengthening the NTR effect.
- Ranma turns into Ranko to watch Kuno and Ukyo.
- Ranma stays male and he has sex with Akane while watching Kuno and Ukyo.
- Meanwhile, back with Kodachi....
- Something else
It was good, I liked it. One thing: where it says "The instant that break was over," I think it's supposed to read "The instant that class was over."
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