Story: Shampoo and Conditioning

 

 
The name on the door plate to this room said 'Akane', but if anyone were to peek inside they would have absolutely no doubt about whose room this was. On Akane's bed, you could plainly see Ranma lying on it in his boy form completely naked while Akane was kneeling on the floor licking his body. The last occupant of the room was sitting on her knees, riding Ranma's dick in the cowgirl position, hands on top of her pretty head, her body very slowly bouncing up and down as she rode this boy's dick for all it was worth.

Shampoo was the Queen of this room. The undisputed monarch, staring down at her prize with no small satisfaction. And why not when she had scored such a glorious victory? The two of them were equally beautiful, talented in martial arts and - well, they were flat out ideal for one another.

It was hard to argue on the beauty point, as Shampoo was quite a stunning young woman. A slender, trim waist concealing powerful muscles, childbearing hips, healthy powerful thighs, large breasts and a cute face. She had the total package from head to toe, and she knew it. Right now though, that body was taking its time. Like savouring a meal. True enough, she was going to have this meal many, many times - but for now why not enjoy it a little?

"Airen," she said, and Ranma moaned, the conditioning from hearing that word working its magic. Her careful preparation is paying off in spades.  His hands were strong, and she let them roam around her body however they liked. Deepening his already very deep attraction towards her, letting him savour her physical beauty with both touch and sight. Let him trace her curves, let him feel the softness of her skin, let him squeeze and caress her impressive bust and trail those fingers around her fit trim stomach.

Let him feast as she feasts on him.

"Airen," she repeats. Another whimper of pleasure, another fluttered pair of eyes. His hips buck up, desperate to somehow push his shaft deeper into her body. "Does airen find Shampoo attractive?"

"Yeah, you're crazy hot," Ranma grunted, seeming almost unaware of what he was saying. "Way too hot, even my girl side isn't..."

"That's quite the compliment from someone as cocky as him," Akane said. "Go ahead, tell her. Tell me. What makes her hot? Be more specific about it."

Hrmph! They were meant to be punishing her, but before they knew it this had turned into a reinforcement session for her airen's attraction to her. CHeeky girl, how presumptive... But for now she could let it pass.

"Uh, she's - She's like a predator on the hunt. Sleek and flexible. Focused. Sharp, yet soft. So sharp you could cut yourself on her without noticing, but soft enough that your fingers can't help but sink into her flesh. Almost like a - Like a cat!"

Oh yes, that's right. That silly cat phobia. So he was attracted to danger, was he? Or was that merely a side effect of her conditioning? Did he view her as dangerous already, and then becoming conditioned to finding her irresistible made him become turned on by the danger?

In time she might puzzle that out. In time... But right now she was going to twist her hips like so merely to throw off his rhythm.

"That's right, she's dangerous, and that turns you on," Akane whispered, giving SHampoo a sly look in the process. "GO ahead, admit to it. There isn't a single thing about Shampoo that doesn't turn you on."

"You no can resist," Shampoo said. "No can keep hands off. Want Shampoo now and forever."

"Want Shampoo now and forever..." Akane whispered.

"Can't resist..." Ranma repeated. Good boy. She rewarded him by leaning down to kiss him, gently and briefly on the lips before resuming her mounted upright position. He tried to follow her, but she pushed him back down and continued right where she left off without missing a beat.

Okay. So she could get him in bed at the drop of a hat. That was... almost enough of a victory for her to be satisfied. Stay here. Take control of the dojo. Live with her husband and their sex pet in Japan... Well, that wasn't the plan now was it? She wanted them both back home. Her home. Soon to be their home.

Stage one was a rousing success. How about stage two?

"What does airen want?" Shampoo asked. "Aside from Shampoo, that is."

"Ugh... A cure for my curse..." Ranma replied. Yes, of course.

"Ah, well. Shampoo's village is near Jusenkyo, yes? We can visit there on way!" Then permanently stay and raise a family. Well, she wouldn't say that quite yet. Let him come around to the idea first. "After that, what do you want, airen?"

"Huh? I dunno... Training, I guess?" Of course. He wasn't the sort to have a long term plan. It was the same impression she had of his father. He thought in the moment more often than not. His longest term plan was - Well, about to be ruined by Shampoo. How naughty of her!

"You can train with Shampoo, whenever you want," Shampoo said. "Why, if we stay together for long long time, maybe great grandmother teach you secret techniques in village! That not sound nice, airen?"

"I guess... Yeah, that sounds not too - Ah!"

"And Akane, what do you want?" Shampoo asked.

"Well, I was going to take over the dojo and run it, but that was before I learned I was a slutty little sex pet."

"You no want engagement, no?" Shampoo asked.

"Never did," Akane said. "Don't think Ranma was too fond of hte idea either. But... I don't think he minds the sex, now do you?"

"God, you're such a slut," Ranma grunted, leaning over to french kiss her. Cheeky, cheeky! Well, she'll allow it for now. It was reinforcing their new relationship as well, which was good for her.

"Of course, it only natural that airen and slutty pet no agree with father's plans," Shampoo said. "They dumb. Not understand what really best for you two. It would be better if you tried something... different."

"That's right," Akane said. "I'm being held back as a martial artist. Your father is making all sorts of dumb decisions for you. Why don't we try something else?"

Ranma sat up once again to embrace her, and this time she let him. As well, Akane moved onto the bed behind Ranma, sitting behind him and pressing her slutty body up against his back. While Ranma moaned into SHampoo's shoulder, Akane poked her own head over his and nuzzled into Shampoo's neck. How delightful. Many men would kill to be in this position!

"By the way, does airen know what word 'airen' means?" Shampoo asked.

"Doesn't it mean 'husband'?" Akane asked, and Shampoo pinched her arm. She'd intended to make him say that! "Ah. A-Anyway, I think that I'd like to visit your village as well. It would help me get past my difficulties as a martial artist, and Ranma would be able to get a cure for his curse."

"That good idea," Shampoo said. "Don't you think so, airen?"

He grunted one last time, and Shampoo felt his hot seed shoot up into her. Ah! What a blissful feeling this was! This sacred union between them! Why, it was as if they were already a married couple... But she was getting ahead of herself. She still had a bit more conditioning to do before they could reach that stage.