Story: NTR1/2

There were some questions Asuka the White Lily should have been raising right about now. For example, why Ryu, her handsome and healthy date for the evening, had her archrival Kodachi reclining in his lap while he fed her grapes. Also, why she was lying down on the seats getting a backrub from Kodachi's scrawny nobody date, and where exactly had her dress vanished to?


Yet these things did not occur to her in the least. She lay there getting a massage from Gosunkugi with her eyes locked firmly onto Kodachi's face. 'Yes, that's right,' she thought. 'Watch as I steal your new boyfriend right out from under your nose! And while I do that feel my darling Ryu's well built body so that you will burn in jealousy!'


"How's that?" the wimpy boy meekly asked. "I've never really done this before."


Asuka rolled her eyes. She could tell. His fingers had no real sense of nimbleness to them, they were clumsy, scrawny and doing everything wrong except for actually hurting her. Common sense would tell her to stop right there, warn her that Kodachi was seducing the real meat worth having in the room, but she was determined to humiliate Kodachi by any means necessary!


"Oh, Hikaru!" Asuka moaned, biting her lip for effect. Men are so easy to fool. "I could hardly tell at all. You're a natural! Why, I am but putty in your hands."


"R-Really?" he responded hesitantly. Heh. Completely under her spell. The more you touch, the more you want. Look at Kodachi over there, feigning amusement in her usual cocky manner. Little did she realise how close she was to ultimate defeat! "W-Well, how does this feel?"


Suddenly something changed. The boy's grip on her shoulders barely seemed to change at all, and yet something arced right through her. It was powerful, irresistible and made every muscle in her back relax in a way they'd never relaxed before. "Hah?" she gasped. Her tongue was out of her mouth. "Wha - Ah? Ah?!"


"Ohohohoho!" Kodachi cackled. "Ryu, dear, see how she writhes at the touch of another man?" She kissed him on the cheek. Asuka had a moment of clarity. Kodachi was seducing her date. Why, that conniving little - Hikaru tweaked her back and she collapsed onto the seats with a breathy moan. "See how easily she succumbs to pleasure? Even though she knows you are watching, she shamelessly whimpers like a wanton whore."


'D-Damn you, Kodachi!' Asuka thought. Her legs felt like pudding. Every little touch this scrawny wimp gave her was making her feel amazing, that much was true. And yet - And yet she couldn't simply yield to this sensation as that was clearly the trap! To humiliate Asuka in front of her date, to steal him away from under her - From under her -


"Ahhh!" She couldn't keep it in. Something about <i>that thought</i> in particular was making it even worse. Better. Worse. Impossible to say. It was impossible. Impossible! She was too good for this runt, and yet he was doing things to her body she never imagined! What had before seemed like clumsy, inelegant gropes of her delicate, soft frame had somehow transformed almost instantly into loving, gentle rubs all across her body. She could feel his hands moving away from her shoulders, down her back, down her sides, gripping her hips. With minimal prompting she felt herself getting up on all fours.


"Um," Hikaru pathetically coughed. "S-Sorry, I didn't mean to, um..."


"It's quite alright, Hikaru! Ohohoho!" Kodachi laughed. "Let us see her true nature! Let us see her for what she truly is. Ryu, darling. It should be plain to see by now that you can do much better than her. Am I wrong?"


'No,' Asuka thought despite herself. 'Kodachi is wrong! I, Asuka Saginomiya, will seduce both of these boys right out from under her! I shall humiliate her as she tries to humiliate me! Her luscious body is not a pale on mine, the elegance and beauty of the white lily will cast her black rose into the trash where it belongs!'


On the cackling gymnast's finger, the NTR ring shimmered, and prepared to move things along to the next level.


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Right. So. End of school day. Going home time. Akane had learned quite a lot today. A little math, a little history, a little science, a little literature, a little English and a whole lot of big, throbbing, thrusting anatomy.


She was staggering a little bit. Walking a straight line suddenly seemed like such a chore. The world had been turned upside down and inside out. The sky was green. Grass was red. Those trees looked like giant dicks with additional penises growing out of them.


The image had haunted her all day. While taking notes in the afternoon her pencil had seemed somewhat fleshier and erect than usual. It had to be her imagination. It had to be! Yes, that's right. The whole thing had to be some freaky fever dream because there was no chance in hell that she'd caught Tatewaki Kuno having sex with -


"Hiya, Akane! You feeling alright?" Ukyo asked, then tilted her head upwards. "Huh, didn't know you could jump that high."


"Neither did I," Akane whimpered, hanging onto a tree branch for dear life. She looked down at the crossdressing girl. Standing there in the Furinkan boys' uniform, with the jacket slung over her shoulder. The only real significant difference was that her chest was no longer bound.


And what a chest it was. Easily a cup and a half bigger than Akane. It stirred up her mind a little. This girl really was a tomboy, and yet she was even more girly and feminine than Akane. She felt so... Inferior. Defeated. Yet a little upturn kept on creeping up the corner of her mouth the more she thought those kinds of things.


The branch snapped, and Akane found herself being caught in Ukyo's surprisingly strong arms. Bridal style. "Hey, careful now!" Ukyo admonished, cradling Akane with care. Gosh, she really was so pretty too. How did Akane ever think she could compete with her? "What're you hanging around here for anyhow? Won't you miss Ranma trying it on with Kuno? For that contest?"


Akane blinked. "Ah! You're right!" she gasped. She struggled back to her feet. "Where are they?" She scoured the street, shielding her eyes with her hand. "Like hell I'll let him say I cheated by not watching all the time!"


Really, Akane was trying to put some rather strange and complicated feelings behind her by focusing on something that made sense: Her competitive streak, especially with Ranma. However, Ukyo dragged her thinking back onto unfamiliar lines faster than Akane could derail them by hooking arms with her and marching her off down the street.


"Relax," Ukyo whispered. "Apparently that hunk Kuno's gone home already, and Ranma's gone clothes shopping. We have plenty of time to find a good hiding spot to watch how things develop."


Well, that just made perfect sense. Didn't it? Yes. Yes, it did. This way they would be able to find a good vantage point to watch the... Date and make sure that Ranma was honest about what happened. It would be just like him to pretend he'd won when he hadn't, wouldn't it? Ah, and of course if Akane watched carefully enough she'd get to see the things that didn't work and plan accordingly for the next day.


She barely even noticed when Ukyo shifted her grip to pull her closer. The two of them were now walking down the street in a manner much more like a couple... And Ukyo was licking her lips in anticipation of the fun she was going to have tonight.


For she was now a willing slave to the propagation of NTR.


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Nabiki Tendo was known as the Ice Queen. This was because she was cool under pressure, not that many dared try to exert pressure on her in the first place. Unhealthy for the wallet, and probably the body too if she got really creative. She was cold. That is, unfeeling. Uncaring.


Today though "cold" took on quite a different meaning. You could just about see the icicles forming from her hair, chin and nose. She'd been completely still for about a minute's time, having beheld something so utterly shocking that her only reaction had been to freeze in place. Not a knowing smirk, not a twinkle in her eye, just... Stillness. Absolute stillness.


Then she shuddered and used the photograph that had shocked her to fan herself down. "This photo isn't doctored?" she asked. The two girls in front of her meekly shook their heads. Meekly. This trio did not do meek lightly. She looked at the picture again. "Well, this certainly explains a few things."


"It was even better watching them in motion!" Kikuko suddenly observed, earning her a sharp elbow from Ryonami.


"I'm sure it was..." Nabiki mumbled. She tucked the picture away so she didn't have to look at it. Left the others in the envelope. "Well, this might explain why girls are so interested in him of late." She shuddered. "That idiot's gone and found some freaky sex magic to give himself a boost."


"So, what do we do, boss?" Ryonami asked. "It looked like that Kuonji girl was loving every second of it. I... I kinda want to see what it feels like!"


That much Nabiki could understand. Potent magic, this. Even Nabiki was wetting her lips, staring ahead dewy eyed and thinking about it now. After seeing this how could she not? Oh, yes. No question of it. She'd wanted to stay away, but now... After seeing just a picture of it, she couldn't think of anything else. Nothing else mattered anymore but...


"We're selling these," she announced. "The girls in class won't be able to keep their hands off them. They'll sell like hotcakes, even more than Ranma's girl form or my sister's training pics!"


What, you thought she was going to go dick crazy over Tatewaki Kuno? Please. If there's one thing you have to remember about Nabiki Tendo, it's that her actions are never quite as predictable as one might first assume. Make that assumption, and a bear trap snaps shut around your wallet.

1. Ranma and Nodoka on their shopping trip
2. Kodachi humiliates Asuka.
3. Kuno has an encounter with Shampoo.
4. Ukyo sets up Akane for an NTR experience.
5. Something else