Ah, how sweet it was to watch young love flourish. Nodoka could but smile and watch as the two happy couples wandered off on their date. Tatewaki, hugging Ranko tightly by the waist. That young woman was so much more like a woman and less like a tomboy whenever she was around Master Kuno. And of course the other couple as well, that rapscallion Ryu Kumon walking arm in arm with Kodachi. Quite the contrast he struck, seeming like much more a gentleman than the rough, manly martial artist he had seemed before. Oh, but she could only hope her son Ranma was half as manly as either Tatewaki or Ryu, and then she could be content. Even a quarter as manly seemed too much to ask for.
But alas, she could do naught but wait for their return to hear how their dates proceeded. That in mind Nodoka strode inside to wait. She was rather good at waiting by now...
"Good evening Mistress," said a rather strikingly beautiful young woman wearing a maid uniform... and was that a picture frame around her head and shoulders? The maid bowed. "As a guest of the Kuno family, I am your humble servant until they return."
"Are you a new maid?" Nodoka asked. She gave the girl a quick look over. A shoulderless uniform, with a rather low neckline that seemed to have arrows pointing to the center of her cleavage at all times. The black uniform contrasted rather splendidly against her smooth flesh, skin that definitely never looked like it had ever so much as been scraped or rubbed against a dusty shelf in all its life. The uniform went on to hug her curves rather splendidly, telling without showing as it were, and that short frilly skirt looked like if someone five feet away from her sneezed she might cause the whole world to see her underwear. Judging by the rest of her outfit, her panties would be exceptionally frilly as well. "I think that I would recall seeing such a pretty face before now."
"Oh, I'm not pretty at all," the girl insisted, clutching her cheeks and blushing furiously. "Not half as pretty as Mistress Kodachi! I am just an inferior, slutty slave who needs to learn not to be such a wanton whore that would spread her legs for any man that came along."
Nodoka nodded and then took this young woman's hands. "I see how it is," she said. "Of course, the Kuno family are such amazing, wonderful people. Of course they would be glad to help out a young woman in need. I shall also offer my assistance in any way that I can!"
Of course, if Nodoka were not under the effect of the NTR ring, she might have questioned the wisdom of a young woman trying to avoid sexual compulsion while wearing a uniform that practically screamed "Come on boys, we all know what you want."
"I am truly unworthy of your kindness," the maid said, giving Nodoka a rather deep bow that, incidentally, permitted her a view down her cleavage that some men might have killed to have. "Ah, how rude. This perpetually horny and obedient maid is named Asuka, but you may address her however you will."
"Asuka will be fine," Nodoka smiled. "And you may call me Nodoka. Now, why don't you sit down and let me make you some dinner?"
"Oh no!" Asuka half whined, half pleaded. "I could not possibly allow you to do something so demeaning as making me dinner. Please allow me to serve you. It is what I am here for!"
She brooked no argument, and in point of fact was already skipping off towards the kitchen before Nodoka could say another word. "What a charming and troubled young woman," Nodoka said to herself. "I hope she gets the help that she needs."
"Me too."
Once Nodoka had climbed down from the ceiling, she took in the third presence in the household: A young girl clinging sheets to her naked body. She too was quite a pretty young thing, though she carried herself in a different way to the maid. Where Asuka felt refined in her movements, this girl felt a little bit rougher around the edges.
"Hi, I'm Akari!" she beamed. "I'm sorry, I did not mean to eavesdrop. You are Nodoka, yes?"
"Yes, I am," Nodoka said. "A pleasure to meet you Akari. What happened to your clothes?"
"Oh, well..." she blushed. "Tatewaki was helping me with my relationship with Ryoga, and they got a little bit dirty. I can hardly go out with them in that condition, now can I?"
No. No of course not. Nodoka smiled, quite certain of the kind of help that dear boy might have given this girl. She must now be quite well versed in how to satisfy a man. Then again, she may not want any other man besides Tatewaki.
Nodoka squirmed a little. When put beside Ranko, this beauty and Asuka, she felt quite... Insignificant. They were so much more youthful and radiant than her. While she sincerely doubted that Tatewaki would ever cast her aside in favour of these delightfully pretty young things, the doubt did linger in the back of her mind. He might be too occupied to educate her properly.
And so she decided on her role. Just as Tatewaki was educating her, so too would she educate these girls. She would mould them. Educate them. Turn them into young women truly capable of fully satisfying all of Tatewaki Kuno's needs.
"Come with me," Nodoka said. "I shall find you some clothes to wear, while we wash and dry those that you came with." For example, she was rather certain that Asuka must have more than one maid uniform to wear. Akari would surely fill that out superbly.
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Asuka Saginomiya skipped and frolicked through the kitchen, eager to serve, eager to please her betters in any way that she could. It just so happened that her betters were pretty much everybody she met these days. She was so lowly. So much of an easy girl. Asuka was so grateful to her former rival for seeing this truth and setting aside her time and energy to help set her to rights. It was therefore the least she could do to entertain the Kuno family's guests and feed them a content, filling dinner.
Believe it or not but this affluent beauty was actually rather skilled and deft within the kitchen. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach, so they say. Of course she knew better now: The way to a man's heart is through his loins. Why else would that become empowered by increased blood flow? Regardless, before she learned that lesson Asuka had endeavoured to make herself a fine chef in the belief it would ensure her victory over Kodachi Kuno in their boyfriend battle.
Of course now she understood that the boyfriend battle was a pretense, a ploy and nothing more. She just loved boys. Yet Kodachi would help her get over that! Oh yes, she would! In no time at all she had a full pasta meal ready. Ah, how pleasant! It would surely be quite a different form of dish than what that dear and so pleasant Nodoka had.
"Ah, I almost forgot," Asuka said, and quickly grabbed hold of a block of cheese. She quickly grated some of it out on top of the food, causing some quite fascinating motions that were, alas, unwitnessed by anyone but our own omniscient presence. "Parmesan... And of course for extra seasoning, a little bit of garnishing with that herb the nice Chinese salesman told me was an extremely potent aphrodisiac."
She put the dishes on a tray, deliberately adjusted her uniform to maximise her considerable cleavage and then strutted out with one hand on her hip and the other holding the tray aloft. Asuka liked Nodoka. She liked her quite a lot. That was why she was going to do her true Mistress proud, by creating a brand new maid slave for her while she was on that date with her hunky boyfriend. Oh, but that redhaired MILF would look utterly delightful in a uniform like hers! So much prettier than her, and bound to be a much better maid. A definite step up for her mistress.
Because after all, she was just a horny maid slave under the effects of an NTR ring. If you leave something like that unsupervised, it's very easy to wind up with a harem before you even know what's happening.
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Ooh, this is such a lovely wardrobe! Akari really did feel a bit guilty about searching through it for something to wear, but she just could not help herself. This Kodachi girl had some really interesting taste. A tendency towards dark clothing, certainly.
The pig farmer sighed contently. Today had been wonderful. It seemed almost silly and quaint that she ever thought her relationship with Ryoga could work out. He was a cute little piggy, but Tatewaki, he was a boar. She had never squealed like that before in her entire lifetime, nor heard any sows in heat make the kinds of noises she had been making. She ought to have been ashamed, and yet...
"How is it going?" Nodoka called. "Have you found something to wear?"
Akari sighed. She didn't really want to put clothes on right now. It would feel much better if she could just walk around naked. However... "Yes, I found something," she called back. Nodoka was so nice. The older woman was so mature, yet stunning. Akari bit her lip. The last thing she wanted was for Kuno to forget about her in favour of either Nodoka... Or the busty maid serving his sister.
Maybe that's why she selected what could only be described as a skintight leather catsuit. She ran her hands down around the outside of it and shuddered. What would she look like in this? Yes, it was not her normal style and yet... One glimpse of this and Tatewaki would never forget. Even though she liked Nodoka and thought she was really nice, there wasn't a chance in hell that Akari was going to let the older woman win the fight for the boar's attention.
It was sometimes the same thing with pigs. Once the boars had made it clear which of them was the alpha, the sows would have to compete for his attention. They would be the first to receive the most vigorous mating. This was a contest Akari was determined to win, but there was still one thing that could make it all the sweeter still for her.
"Oh Ryoga," she sighed. "I do wish you could watch me rut. It was so much hotter when you were seeing it happen..."
- Asuka changes plans when she discovers Akari is present.
- Asuka begins seducing Nodoka, but is interrupted by Akari.
- How is the date proceeding?
- Akane and Ukyo follow after.
- Something else
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