If there was any one male that Kodachi Kuno desired, of course it would be Ranma Saotome. Alas, in his present form he was in no real use to Kodachi. No prize worth winning. No humiliation would be had by capturing his devotion. Nor would there be any humiliation directed at Kodachi for failing to win him over, as the other NTR ring had already cut off likely avenues of approach by enticing Akane Tendo under its influence.
So... What to do? What to do? Well, in this case the NTR ring went outside the box. It was all down to Ranma's curse, you see. A most fortuitous thing - even if it was the core cause of the problem in the first place. It meant that there was an available path that could resolve the issue causing the two rings to conflict with each other. Even though - technically speaking - it would make things worse in the long run.
Lustful magical objects have terrible long term planning. Who knew?
In any event, even this path of least resistance was a hell of a lot of effort. The NTR ring was used to manipulating minds and bodies, but creating a whole new physical form...? That was quite some doing. It was only possible at the moment of transformation. At that time, in a mere split second there was technically both boy form Ranma and girl form Ranma in existence. They occupied the same space at the same time, but they were both there. At this moment, and only this moment, was it possible for the NTR ring to split them apart.
Cue girl form Ranma standing in the shower blinking in confusion, wobbling on her feet. While next to her Kodachi was holding her naked body onto a very handsome man who looked startlingly familiar...
"Huh?!" 'Ranko' gasped. "You're - You're me!"
"Ugh, you're so stupid that you don't even understand pronouns," 'Ranma' rolled his eyes. "Who would ever wanna be with a chick that stupid?"
Now, that got under Ranko's skin enough that, without meaning to, she did a pretty on point impersonation of a certain 'uncute tomboy.' She huffed, scowled and then without a hint of irony said "And who would want a guy with a rotten rude mouth like yours?"
"Uncute!"
"Jerk!"
"Ohohoho!" Kodachi interrupted. "While this is quite the charming display, it would be best if you left." Kodachi sneered at the pigtailed girl that she hated so much. "As you can plainly hear, he is far more interested in myself, than some harlot like you."
Ranko could hardly believe what had happened. Her male form had split off and become his own person...? No, that wasn't quite right. This version of him was a superior version to his male form. By miles. Look, you could actually see his penis without a microscope! It wasn't as big as Kuno's, but it was definitely a respectable size. Plus his muscles and body were far better than before, why he looked like some kind of greek god right out of a movie.
"You know, she makes a good point," Ukyo added. She slipped in behind Ranma, hugging onto her from behind. "Look at them. Look at the two of them. He doesn't want anything to do with you. Compared to Kodachi, you're not nearly as sexy. Not half as desirable."
This might seem an odd move for Ukyo to make at this time. Was she not loyal to Tatewaki? Had she not been fighting Kodachi earlier on? Well, yes... But that was all in service of her newly discovered humiliation fetish. Now that she had been able to slip free of Kodachi's ribbons, it was plain for anyone to see that this was a superb chance to further humiliate Ranma - excuse her, Ranko by making her watch as her boy side fell completely under Kodachi's spell.
The fact this was also quite humiliating for Ukyo too was an extra bonus. A surprising one, but not unwelcome by any means. Here was a Ranma, one that was far closer in form to the one she had always imagined, attractive and with a dick that could surely satisfy any woman. And he would be taken by the crazy girl who had just beaten her up. While she was left with a female version that would soon join in the growing harem of one Tatewaki Kuno. It was exhilarating!
Which is why both girls stood there, flush face and heavy breathing as this superior form of Ranma Saotome eagerly grabbed Kodachi's hips, drawing her body closer. She cast one last sneering look back at the pair of them, an aura of total victory surrounding her.
"Ah, how I have awaited this day!" the Black Rose of Furinkan sighed as he lifted her off her feet and physically pulled her body up against his. The boy's dick soon vanished inside her. "Ranma-sama, I always knew that you would see sense one day."
Even though he was the one in apparent physical control over their intercourse, even though he was the one that was doing all the heavy lifting and keeping the pace under his control, Ranma's head lolled back. As did his eyes. His tongue flopped out the side of his mouth and he mindlessly grunted two words repeatedly over and over again. "So tight! Soooo tight!"
Yes, apparent control is the proper way to describe this. For it was in truth Kodachi who was in absolute command over everything. Her subconscious desires reflected through the NTR ring, guiding this duplicate Ranma into having sex with Kodachi in exactly the way that she wanted it... and loving every single second of it.
"Look at how flexible she is," Ukyo whispered. "Those long, powerful legs wrapped around his mighty waist. You can tell, can't you? Kodachi's a better lover than you'll ever be... and so is he." Ukyo kissed Ranko's neck, savouring the taste of humiliation sweat. "You're lucky to be able to watch this. Now you know exactly where you really stand."
"Cute talk coming from a girl who feels more at home dressing like a boy!" Kodachi cackled. "Mmm, and you wonder why Ranma darling never looked twice in your direction? Hohoho! It's obvious, isn't it? He thought you were another boy! Even if he knew it, that's all you ever were to him! Nowhere near feminine enough to matter! Hohohoho!"
Ukyo began to bite her lip to keep the moan down. So good! It was all sooooo good! She started humping against Ranko while wantonly groping the girl's boobs. Ah! Even this lowly wretch had b-bigger breasts than her! So much humiliation! It was all so good!
As for Ranko, she was spellbound by the confusing feelings she was going through right now. She felt the pull to go back to Kuno. continue where they had left off. Prove that she was a better lover than Akane could ever be. But now, watching Kodachi, she was wondering if that even mattered anymore. God, look at the way she was working her stomach muscles. You could tell she was a gymnast. The balance, the composure, even in the heights of pleasure... Ranma wasn't sure she could do that. She was strong, she was agile, but flexible enough to pull that off? No, she wasn't sure that she could. Maybe yesterday she'd have had the confidence, but not anymore... All she was able to do was let Ukyo use her body however she wanted. Then she'd be dragged back to Kuno, and things would go from there.
"Well, at least she's cuter than that psycho-bitch Akane," Ranma suddenly said. "She's a titless, thick thighed clumsy idiot that no man would want to marry."
...
"What... did... you... say...?" Ranko sleepily asked. She blinked slowly as something bubbled up to the surface. Then with more confidence, stepping away from Ukyo and pushing her back she asked the question much more clearly. "What did you say about Akane?"
"He called her what she is," Kodachi half moaned, half cackled. "An unworthy slut who lets her emotions get the better of her. That is all she is. Hohohoho - Oh! My word Ranma darling. You really do know how to drive a girl wild!"
The power of tsundere was a strong thing indeed. Tatewaki's NTR ring had used it to turn them against each other, humiliating both Ranma and Akane by having them insult each other as they succumbed to lust. Now, though? Kodachi's NTR ring had pushed things a little bit too far by having Ranma insult Akane in a far more brutal way than he ever normally would. Perhaps Kodachi was enjoying victory too much. Perhaps it was the NTR ring getting too caught up in the moment and taking a step too far.
Whatever the case may be, it was enough to make Ranko sit up and take notice. "Hey buster! Now I know you aren't really Ranma Saotome!" she yelled. "You might look like him, but you are not him! Because the real Ranma Saotome always stood up for Akane when it came down to it! There may have been the occasional spat, but we-, he never turned into trash like you!”
Now we see it! A sparking hope that they might overcome the effects of the NTR rings! The power of tsundere was a mighty thing indeed, being capable of overcoming even the power of two NTR rings.
But... the thing about true NTR is that it's at its most effective when there is that false hope. Which is why there was another pair of visitors to the shower room at that time.
"Hark, there you are my beloved pigtail girl!" Tatewaki Kuno announced. "And I see that you have given Ranma Saotome the foulest punishment imaginable: Forcing him to endure the ministrations of my twisted sister."
"Ohhhh... yes Kuno, yes right there please keep walking it makes it feel like you're pushing deeper, so deep so full so good don't stop don't stop don't ever ever stop..."
Ranko turned around, and her face fell at the sight behind her. Akane Tendo, being carried by Kuno even as he fucked her. Her back pressed up against his chest, while Kuno's hands rested firmly underneath her thighs, keeping her up. Akane's legs were spread wide apart, leaving no doubt at all about the deep penetration, no hesitation whatsoever. While her hands were reaching up, wrapped around Kuno's head as additional support as she willingly fucked herself on his dick, very obviously lifting and dropping herself as much as she could from this position.
"My beloved pigtailed girl," Kuno continued, smiling a charming smile at her. "Let us leave my twisted sister and Ranma Saotome to one another so that we may return to exploring one another's bodies."
- Suddenly, the Kuno siblings find themselves drawn into a contest of NTR.
- Ranko meekly goes back with Kuno.
- Ranko shakes off the NTR, and starts fighting back!
- Something makes the siblings lose their rings.
- Something else
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