"Th-Throw him out!" Akane yelled, clinging onto Kuno for dear sweet life. Ranma groaned. It was so easy to imagine his girl form in her place. Getting that big beautiful cock thrusting up inside her tight pussy, driven to the brink of madness through sheer pleasure. And all it would take was to get her hand on a bit of cold water, turn back into a girl and return to her place as Kuno’s sex kitten. Ranma felt equal parts aroused and disgusted by this thought.
"You heard her," Ukyo said, climbing off Ranma with no real difficulty and guiding him out of the room. He didn't even have the strength in him to say no. "Pervert."
His best friend then spanked him on the butt and he fell outside the room flat on his face. Never in his life had he felt so... Low. Beaten. Stepped on. Yet also aroused. If he hadn’t been so confused by everything, he would likely have been disturbed at just how far he had fallen.
Ranma sighed and slowly rose from the ground, some of his strength returning as he was out of Kuno’s sight. The unfortunate martial artist wondered if there was any way to turn this around. Somehow he couldn’t think of anything, no miraculous martial arts technique or witty trick to make himself the victor..
Perhaps he should just pack his things and run away? China was nice this time around the year. Not least of which because he wasn’t sure if he could resist returning to Kuno once he turned into a girl again. That chiseled body, that giant dick that made him feel more filled up than ever before. It wasn’t fair.
“Now Ranma, there is no reason to look so downcast. This simply couldn’t be helped dear.” At that sudden voice, the pigtailed male froze and slowly turned his face to see his mother sitting next to the entrance. Wait.. had she seen everything?
"Take no shame in being the inferior man," his mother said. "There is such a thing as too high a bar to clear, and no man in the world can hope to match against Tatewaki Kuno."
That felt wrong. But it also felt... right? Ranma couldn't explain it exactly. He felt groggy and insignificant. Ashamed and yet anticipating...
"Oh! Oh, Kuno! You're so deep!"
That was Akane. She'd never sounded so excited before. So happy. So cute and sexy.
“Don’t worry my boy, I am sure you will find someone right for you someday. Even if you could never hope to ever compare to lord Kuno.” His mother nodded to herself as if this was the most obvious fact in the world. “Perhaps you should just turn back into Ranko? That way you can just enjoy yourself, and perhaps you can learn a thing or two of how to be manly from Kuno.”
Ranma peered in through the small window into the room. Kuno was lying on his back, with Ukyo straddling her thighs around his head. Meanwhile Akane was fucking herself on that huge dick, using Ukyo's shoulders to brace herself. He couldn't see any of their faces. But he knew what both girls looked like right now. Masks of utter delight, animalistic pleasure taken to its absolute extreme.
He tried to jerk himself off at the sight, uncaring that his mother was right there behind him. His dick was too small, though. He couldn't grip it at all.
"By what mechanism do you become Ranko?" his mother whispered.
"Cold water," Ranma automatically answered. Fuck, but this was so hot. Just watching this was almost as good as getting screwed by that big, hard dick of Kuno.
He was so distracted that he didn’t even notice his mother leaving the hallway for a bit for some other reason. It was only when she returned, a glass of water in hand that he looked up in surprise.
“There, that should make everything better.” And then the glass of water was turned upside down, pouring cold water all over him. Ranma's hands immediately shifted so that instead of trying to vainly jerk off a microscopic penis she was instead rubbing her own breast and using her index finger to circle the outside of her pussy. "Now you don't need to stand and watch. You may join in at your leisure."
Ranma licked her lips, remembering that feeling so, so well. That hot penis. Thrusting into her. The feel of his manly chest. His powerful hands. That captivating feeling of being wanted, being desired. Even now within that room the three had changed positions. Akane on her hands and knees, face buried in between Ukyo's legs while Kuno rode her from behind, fucking her like a bitch in heat. It was so hot. It was so fucking hot! Her eyes were glued to the place where the dick was thrusting into her. Every glimpse of that penis as it came out of Akane made Ranma's heart beat a fraction quicker, her breath catch a little bit and her loins feel that touch warmer.
"Ohhhhh, god Akane! That bitter tongue of yours is finally put to good use!" Ukyo teased. Then turned and winked towards where Ranma was watching as if she knew for a fact that she was right there. Watching and masturbating helplessly.
Finally Kuno finished right into Akane, grunting in pleasure and hammering a final few times. His fianceés face turned into a mask of pleasure right out of an ero doujin.
And then Nodoka opened the door.
"Do pardon my intrusion," she bowed. "However, a young lady here wishes to rejoin your party. Come along Ranko. It isn't polite to keep the master of the house waiting."
“Ah! So the dark magician Saotome has released you from his dark clutches? Truly, even his evil powers are no challenge to this humble Samurai’s skills.”
Ranma gulped. It took a lot to make her nervous. Right now though, it felt like she was standing on the edge of a precipice. One step, one tiny step, and then she'd be falling. Standing timidly in the doorway she looked down at Ukyo and Akane, hugging onto each other with their eyes rolled up in their heads, tongues lolling out of their mouths. Is that what she wanted? To be dicked so hard that she was left like that? Turned into a living cocksleeve by Kuno’s giant monster of a dick?
"H-Hi, Kuno!" she shyly waved and stepped inside. Yes. yes she did. The NTR in the room was begging her to enter. To receive a deep satisfying round of mindless and brutal sex. She barely took note of the appreciative way that her own mother was watching her strut her way into the room, but if she had been paying more attention then the humiliation she would feel would make her feel even more aroused. "I hope you have some left over for me."
“Ah but of course, never would I tire of pleasuring you, oh pigtailed goddess!” Normally Ranma would have thought Kuno’s way of talking stupid, his personality ruining even the most serious moment. Now she found herself swooning, enchanted by his nonsensical talk like never before. He swept her up in his arms, pulling her into a passionate kiss which left Ranma completely breathless. The entire world was a blur, nothing else existed save the feeling of her body touching his. Her breasts up against that manly chest, his hands upon her hips, her hands around the back of his head.
And then before too long, the head of his cock pressing up against her entrance.
Their lips part. Their eyes meet, and with a smile Kuno pushes forward and Ranko is in heaven. Not Ranma, note. Ranko. The second, the very instant that this penis entered her that male identity flew out of her head and a distinctly feminine one settled in to take the wheels.
"My pigtailed goddess," Kuno whispered, tenderly stroking the back of his hand against Ranko's cheek while he pushed his way inside of her. "Is it true? Are you fully and forever free from that vile cur's influence?"
"Ugh! Oh, yes! Oh fuck! H-How is it even better than before when you've only just put it in?!" Ranko moaned incoherently.
"What she means is, yes. She is quite certainly free of his influence," Nodoka said from the doorway. She stepped into the room and wrapped her arms around Kuno's torso, rubbing his pectorals and pressing her bosom up against the boy's back. "My son... Has realised how much more of a man you are than he. I am sure he has left to find a better path in life, one more fulfilling than trying to futilely defy you.” Under normal circumstances, perhaps Ranma would have interjected about her mother’s words. Right now though, she was just too busy being fucked into blissful ahegao.
"Ah! Being able to go like this when you've already fucked so much tonight!" Ranko moaned. Well, yeah. Of course. That was the power of NTR at work, the power to give out godlike stamina. How else is he supposed to humiliate some other guy if he wasn't a machine in the sack?
Suddenly a pair of feminine hands fell upon Ranko's breasts. Her eyes came into focus and she beheld the smiling upside down face of Ukyo moments before she dropped down to kiss Ranko while continuing to grope her.
"H-Hey, don't leave me out!" Akane whimpered. Tough shit, tomboy! You had your turn for long enough. Ah, but then Ranko suddenly felt an additional weight sitting on her stomach. It was the tomboy! Ooh, she was uncute even when she was a walking cocksleeve! "Gimme those lips..."
"With pleasure, Akane Tendo..." Kuno began, followed by the sound of yet more sloppy kisses. Ugh! With this weight pressing down on her tummy Ranko couldn't enjoy this dicking as much anymore. Trust her to ruin everything! With her hands free, Ranko moved to try to push her off, but the girl wasn't budging. It wasn't like Ranko had much leverage either.
So she rolled her body to and fro, hoping that she'd get the message. Aha! It worked! The clumsy idiot tipped over, letting out a "Woah!" as she fell.
But unnoticed by pretty much everyone was one simple fact. While she was kissing Kuno, she had locked hands with him. As such, when she fell over, a certain ring fell off the boy's finger...
- Things immediately return to a more normal state of being, as the girls wonder what they've been up to.
- The girls finish up what they were doing and then go home, justifying everything that happened as perfectly normal.
- One of the girls picks up the ring and becomes the Queen of NTR.
- Things stay as they are now, but Kuno no longer has the power of NTR on his side.
- Something else
Good one. Just one thing:
ReplyDelete- "She barely took note of the appreciative way that her own mother was walking her strut her way into the room, but if she had been paying more attention then the humiliation she would feel would make her feel even more aroused." Should be "watching her strut her way into the room"