Story: Shampoo and Conditioning

 

 It was funny. Of late, Ranma had felt oddly happy and content with his life. This was a new experience for him because he was used to having all sorts of weird zany training and bullshit tossed at him by his old man. But now? He felt... content. Relaxed. Like he didn't have anything to worry about

Right now, he was setting about a kata in the middle of the Tendo dojo. His movements felt crisp and clear. More attuned with his muscles than he could remember ever being. Fluid, graceful, he'd definitely improved already. Healthier in body, healthier in mind.

"Nihao airen."

And it was all due to her. Shampoo strode into the room the way she'd entered his life, with confidence and power. Slinking in and setting his nerves on fire. At this point he'd all but forgotten the month or so she'd spent trying to kill him, and when she wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him in for a hot searing kiss, pressing her body up against his, was it any wonder why he might forget such a thing?

His hands went to the small of her back. He was intoxicated by her. For the longest time he'd thougth that girls were a distraction from martial arts, but now he could see it was a distraction worth having. When they parted, he was short of breath, his heart pounding in his chest, the word 'airen' bouncing around his brain like a pinball making him feel hot and hard like it always seemed to.

"Airen almost  ready," Shampoo whispered.

"Huh, what?" Ranma asked.

"Oh, nothing!" Shampoo chirped happily. Her smile hit him then, and if they hadn't been holding on to one another it would have sent him rolling back. Her smile was <s>almost as cute as Akane's</s> super cute, without a doubt. "Say, have you seen slutty pet?"

She meant Akane. Because that's all she was. A slutty pet for the two of them to use. Only the two of them. He'd kill anyone that tried to touch their pet like that. "Oh, she's sorting through her clothes for some reason. Probably planning on tossing anything that doesn't make her look like a cheap floozy."

Shampoo tittered. "Hrm... No, slutty pet is coming back to village with Shampoo and airen."

Ah, back to her home village was it? Of course, of course, Ranma nodded along with - hold on a second.

"Huh, what's that about going back to your village?" Ranma asked. "I don't remember agreeing to that."

"There's a lot airen does not remember," Shampoo said. "But Shampoo working on it. Airen agree soon.Then we be too, too happy married couple. You. me. Slutty pet. Lots and lots of babies between three of us."

For some reason Ranma felt sort of... giddy. That was the only way to explain it. Giddy. Kinda hard to focus. It felt like there was a hidden meaning behind what Shampoo was saying, but - Ah, she pulled her dress up over her head, letting her breasts bounce free. They were nice breasts. His girl form's were bigger, but there was something to be said for another girl's chest.

"Airen need further and further push to forget things now," Shampoo pouted. "We do so much dirty things with each other, yes?"

"Yeah..." They'd fucked in probably ever room in the property by this point, at least twice. Maybe three times. Intense, passionate fuckingThey'd tried every position that either of them could think of, and honestly Ranma didn't have a favourite. Maybe... Maybe when it was a threesome between him, Shampoo and Akane? Yeah, that was definitely his favourite if he had to think about it. Except. Hold on. "What do you mean forget?"

Shampoo giggled playfully, grabbed his wrist and put his hands on her breasts. "Better to hold onto rather than look at, yes?" No argument here. His hands were quite familiar with them by now, but feeling them was better than a mere memory. "Anyway, Shampoo has been using memory erasing technique to brainwash airen into accepting Shampoo as wife. Is entering final phase now."

Huh? What? Ranma felt a moment of utter horror at what she'd just said - but then it passed from his mind when she kissed his cheek. Her hands, ever so busy, were playing with his belt. Untying the knot.

"Did you say something?" he asked.

"Yep! Shampoo tell airen, once again, that she has been brainwashing airen into becoming obedient husband, and accept Akane as slutty pet. Plan been too too much of a success."

"H-Hold on, that sort of joke isn't - Nnrgh!"

Ranma lost track of his train of thought when Shampoo's delicate yet mighty hand got onto his shaft, gently and carefully squeezing it to make it hard.

"There really is no point in fighting it anymore," Shampoo said. "Airen will be too too happy with Shampoo back in home village. Lots of strong martial artists .Great grandmother already looking forward to take you on as pupil."

"Who said anything about heading back to your - " She kissed him again, with tongue. He couldn't help but be drawn in.

"Airen have no choice in matter, silly boy!" Shampoo whispered into his ear, holding him close. "Shampoo already remove other obstacle. Nice Kasumi off riding dumb lost boy, and bitchy Nabiki is laying with dumb voodoo boy, all because Shampoo made them too too horny. Tendo sisters are alike, yes, sluts with a little push."

"H-Hold on a moment," this time, he grabbed her shoulders, keeping her at a distance so he could properly gather his thoughts. "You're saying you've been brainwashing everyone into - Into - "

Somehow that made sense. His memory had been acting up lately, now that he thought about it. For some reason, he'd simply not been thinking about it. The way he responded when she said the word 'airen', the way Akane had been behaving, so easily falling for her... He could almost sort of remember now. Her seducing him. Making him forget that she'd done anythign weird. Alluring him, playing with his body, making him feel fucking amazing while reinforcing the notion that he was attracted to her!

It almost felt like he was breaking free of it. Like he was struggling in quickand without knowing, but now he was aware of the issue he could almost force his way through it. This last step had surely backfired. She'd obviously planned to drag him back to China, to live in their backwater village happily living as her little househusband prize, the outside she'd mindfucked into - Bah! He wouldn't stand for it! He would fight against it. He would -

"Airen being silly," that chill went down his spine and right into his dick. That word! "There no escape anymore."

"Just try me!" Ranma's gaze narrowed. "I'm onto you, this won't -"

"Shampoo pregnant with airen's child."

The wind was well and truly taken out of his sails with that statement. Huh? Pregnant...? Shampoo was...? Only at this moment did Ranma appreciate the truly devious nature of what Shampoo had done. He had been climbing out, with all his strength - and then she cut the rope he'd been using to drag himself to safety. His mind reeled. His willpower failed him.

"Are you sure..?" he asked, still holding onto hope. In response, Shampoo produced a test, with a positive result. No questioning it. He fell. He fell so hard that he bounced. "I - I mean, I - What? I didn't mean -"

"That not so important now, is it airen?" Shampoo asked. She slipped in close to him once again. "We discuss rest at village. Wo ai ni, airen."

"Wo... Wo ai ni," he replied, feeling numb all over, practically falling into the kiss. Falling completely and irreversibly under her control. No escape. No chance of it now.

And yet, Ranma still felt weirdly happy. Happier than he'd ever been. That feeling wouldn't go away for a long, long time.