Story: NTR 1/2

 

Shampoo of the Joketsuzoku was a woman on a mission. While she had a cute face and a sexy body, she could - when needs must-  become a force of nature. And, like a force of nature, she could be beautiful and extremely threatening at the exact same time.

Her target today - the Kuno compound. While the gate was open, she never made use of a door when she could, instead, make one. This wall here would do! It was no obstacle to Shampoo at all! Even if it had been, she smashed obstacles into tiny pieces!

Obstacles... like stupid stick boys who used some form of mind control to seduce her airen and the kitchen destroyer. Even now, standing in the place where a wall used to be, she could see them lying there together, naked, beads of sweat forming on their bodies, obvious signs of sexual intercourse recently taking place... It made her sick to her stomach!

"You, I kill!" Shampoo yelled, aiming one of her maces directly at the fool responsible for this. "Today, Shampoo set airen free, and you no can stop me!"

The reaction from the three of them was a lot more relaxed than Shampoo liked. A sort of weary sigh, a roll of the eyes. Kuno rolled out of bed, naked from head to toe. Arrogant demeanor, as always.

"Fair Shampoo, for you to come all this way to challenge me, it can mean only one thing," Kuno said. "You challenge me for the right to 'set these maidens free'? Are you sure that you would not rather join them?"

This conceited jackass! Who did he think he was, talking to Shampoo that way! Frustration boiled over. "You, I kill!" she yelled at the interloper who had dared to intrude, dared to twist her airen's mind around, making him behave all girly. Akane she didn't care about at all, let her spread her legs for this fool of a man. Ranma was the only one she cared for!

Alas, she didn't even make it half way before Ranma kicked the weapon out of her hands, right into Akane's waiting hands. The two of them grabbed Shampoo's shoulders and forced her to her knees, right in front of Kuno, who let the blanket covering him slip off.

"No fair, having them fight for you!" Shampoo protested.

"They are as an extension of my own will," Kuno said, and there it was. His penis. Fully erect, larger than average by quite a bit. "Come now, Shampoo. You should know how this dance ends by now. We've done this a few times already."

Shampoo let out a strangled gurgle, unable to form the words now that that... weapon... was in front of her. Once again. The last few times she'd tried, she'd failed as well. She'd thought that maybe, if she'd timed it right this time, she could take him down before Ranma was capable of defending him.

Surely immediately post-coitus Ranma's legs would have trembled too much to be able to fight back, right? Shampoo knew all too well that when Kuno got going, he got intense. It should have been enough. That was her logic. That was her reasoning. Based on her own past experiences, that cock should have been his own undoing.

"Fine!" Shampoo sniffed, shifting her position to lie on her back. "Do what you want. You no break Shampoo!"

Both Ranma and Akane rolled their eyes yet again while Kuno got into position. He grabbed Shampoo's hips, and didn't even pretend to be gentle about it. Foreplay? Unnecessary. Shampoo was wet from the moment she'd seen him. He slammed his enormous shaft all the way in to the hilt, in the process pushing Shampoo into an immediate, intense climax that sent her eyes rolling back in her head and her body spasming, and a contented sigh to escape her lips as though she'd been holding something in that had finally  - Finally! Been satisfied.

"Ohhhhh, nooooo!" Shampoo moaned and writhed, pushing her body up against Kuno's in a rather blatant attempt to keep as much of her body as possible close to him. "Even this no break Shampoo! Mmm, fuck! You no make it easy, but Shampoo still not broken!"

"Pretty sure he broke her the first time," Akane whispered to Ranma. "She was moaning like a cat in heat..."

"Appropriate," Ranma quipped back. "It took her a full hour before her eyes stopped rolling back into her head."

"And  then she came back the very next day, trying to 'save' you again," Akane giggled. "That's the cycle she's caught in, right? She rushes in to save you, instantly loses, then gets the righteous deep dicking she has coming to her."

"Then limps off home, licks her wounds, screws up her courage and comes back for more," Ranma said. "Not that I can blame her. He's too good in bed. No woman can resist his charms if he sets his sights upon them."

While Kuno lay into Shampoo with intense vigour, both Ranma and Akane watched from the sidelines, living vicariously through the magnificent sight of Tatewaki Kuno, a ripped bronze god of a man, using his enormous phallus to fill up the feisty, curvaceous exotic foreign girl, who was eagerly clinging onto him for dear sweet life.

"Take this!" Kuno yelled. "And this! Ratatatatatatatatata!"

"Aaiiiiieyaaaaaaa!" And there it was, Shampoo's eyes rolled back in her head. Tongue out the side of her mouth, full on overload of pleasure.

"In retrospect, it's a good thing that he doesn't thrust so hard that he causes wind pressure changes," Ranma said. Both girls shuddered at that. No harder than this, thanks. There were limits to what the female body could endure.

There was an unexpected knock at the door. Akane slipped over to answer it - and found her big sister, Nabiki, wearing a maid uniform, looking prim and proper with eyes glazed over, as they usually were these days. A content smile played upon her lips, the sort of expression that she didn't normally wear.

"Pardon me for intruding," Nabiki said, giving an airy curtsey that was quite unlike her. "Mistress Kodachi is entertaining some guests -"

"You mean having a gangbang with her martial arts harem while the lot of you watch," Akane corrected. "Helpless, unable to do anything but bask in her raw sexual energy completely overwhelming you and making you feel so inferior that you cannot help but become her little slutty maid-pets?"

Nabiki's response to that was, rather than irritation, more of a contented sigh. Just like the others Kodachi had brought to heel. Akane shook her head, she was so lucky to have avoided that fate. It was funny really, Nabiki had been avoiding Tatewaki for a good while there, as much as she could, but then wound up running into Kodachi one day while out with some Kinnosuke guy, and then - 

"Oh, that reminds me, can you ask Kasumi if we need anything from the shops on the way back home?" Akane asked. "You know, once she'd finished watching Kodachi deep throat Doctor Tofu."

"Of course, little sister. Now, please ask that buffoon you're laying with and that foreign slut to be quiet for a while?" Nabiki asked. Using terms Kodachi no doubt asked her to. How eye rolling. "Do recall that this is not merely his residence, after all."

Right, right, of course, of course. Not much else for it, but for Akane to go over and shut Shampoo up... the fun way. By standing over her former tormentor, and then sitting on her face. Shampoo was a little caught off guard at first, because - well, of course she was. Anyone would be. However, it didn't take long for her to get into it. Because of course she would. Given how thoroughly Kuno was dicking her, she'd probably still feel good if Akane started sticking needles into her skin. The sum total of pleasure vs pain would be too lopsided. 

"Well, look at this," Akane said, grinding her pussy right into Shampoo's face. "Look at you, the mighty warrior Shampoo! Reduced to this state, allowing me to sit on your face as you are overcome by sheer, blissful, addictive pleasure. You're totally lost. You're broken and don't know it, and any second now you're going to -"

Cum, and cum hard, shrieking into Akane's pussy. Akane stayed where she was for the time being. Opting to lean forward to make out with Kuno instead. Leaning into his strong, manly body. Far superior to Ranma's male form. In every way that mattered.

"Ah, I guess I oughta get her back home, huh?" Ranma sighed. "Gotta be careful there, Mousse might kick a fuss if he misunderstands what happened."

He'd kick a fuss if he understood fully what happened, dummy. Oh, whatever. Ranma helped Shampoo up to her feet, with the feisty busty warrior woman muttering under her breath.

"Shampoo see what she did wrong now, sure to win next time." The cycle begins again. This time tomorrow she'd be back, and even easier to break than she already was.