Story: Tunnel of Lust Love

 

Not exactly the kind of company Nabiki would normally like to keep while wandering into a dark tunnel. On the one hand, all three of them were pretty tough martial artists. On the other, two of them were idiots, and two of them also had Jusenkyo curses that made them way less effective as martial artists when activated.

"No need to roll your eyes at me, Nabiki Tendo," Kuno scoffed. "While I shall ensure your protection, I do so out of honourable obligation rather than a desire for your body."

"How reassuring," she said, and wandered over to the other girl in their group. Shampoo. "You know, we don't talk that much. I think that should change for, oh, the next half hour or so. What do you say?"

"Sound good to Shampoo," she said. "Stick boy and stupid Mousse are stupid."

"Oh, my beloved Shampoo! Please, accept my love!"

Case in point, Mousse had draped his arms over Nabiki instead of Shampoo. Normally Nabiki would charge him for that, but instead she looked towards Shampoo and let her do her own thing. She had a feeling she'd have to wind up charging the idiot at the end of the day, and it would be better for all concerned if she put up the bill then and there.

"Dumb Mousse stop harassing mercenary girl!" Shampoo yelled while clobbering the idiot upside the head. "It have to come out of cafe budget!"

"If he's not suffering from the bill, then there's no point in taking it out on him," Nabiki waved it off. "Come on, let's get this over with. I'm not overly impressed with this tunnel so far."

Indeed, there didn't seem to be anything too special about this tunnel. It looked like a fairly standard one, so far as she was concerned. Lighting was perhaps a little better than your average spelunking spot, but it wasn't exactly great illumination either. Was this an attempt at mood lighting? In which case, Nabiki could only roll her eyes. By mood lighting, it almost felt more like they were aiming for 'lighting that makes it easy for boys to sneak a grope'.

"Now, Mousse, you should be more cautious and careful," Kuno said. "If your heart is truly set upon Shampoo, consider how it must make her feel to see you embrace another woman so warmly."

Oof, gag! What total hypocrisy that was! Coming from Kuno, of all people?

"Actually, it make Shampoo feel good see Mousse go for other girl," Shampoo sniffed. "Though feel sorry for girl, have to put up with him."

"I can't believe we're going through this place with these two asses," Nabiki shook her head, and this seemed to be a cue for the ghosts running the tunnel, as the floor below them briefly glowed with a mystical light, which faded when they looked down to see what it was.

The consequences of that light were immediately obvious - to one of the boys trailing behind them. The girls hadn't noticed quite yet. They were still utterly oblivious to the extra weight on their hind quarters, and the more seductive gait they had both unconsciously taken on. In Nabiki's case, the shorts she was wearing began to ride up a little on her, while Shampoo's dress became a little bit more snug around the hips.

"Ah, Nabiki Tendo, your shorts are..." Kuno began, intending to point out what he'd noticed, though uncertain of the best way to phrase it.

"How was it you put it just now?" Nabiki interrupted "If your heart is truly set upon a girl, you should avoid hitting on another. Though I do wonder, Kuno baby, is it the pigtailed girl or my sister you're more interested in today?"

"Th-That is not my intention!" Kuno yelled. "Oh, how best to phrase this and remain gentlemanly..."

"I don't see any issues with her shorts," Mousse remarked, though he wasn't wearing his glasses right now so anything he said about what he could see could be safely ignored anyway.

Seeking more intelligent conversation, Nabiki turned to the girl who barely spoke the language. "So what is it you see in Ranma anyway?" Nabiki asked. "I mean, he's kinda cute I guess, but the way you girls go after him..."

"It true, he is too too handsome for own good," Shampoo nodded. "Skilled fighter. Fast learner. Smart in battle. Mighty warrior, will make lots of strong babies."

Right. Okay then. That told Nabiki distressingly little about Shampoo that she couldn't have already figured out. She was quite a shallow girl, wasn't she?

"How about Nabiki, is there any boy she like?"

"Pft, no!" Nabiki shrugged. "They're all a bit too distracted by my looks to want to get to know me. It's all the love letters talk about, how pretty I am, how elegant I seem. Get real. If all you're interested in is how I look, it's way too shallow for my liking. You're just asking to get milked dry." And she wouldn't admit to liking a boy anyway. Not for the same reason Akane wouldn't admit it. She was no tsundere. It was simply that she wouldn't open up that weakness to be exploited. If any boy did get her attention, she'd make sure he was well and truly under her thumb before she did anything at all... Then again, if she could manage that with a boy, he probably wasn't worth her interest anyway.

"Boo!" a ghost yelled. Cue a variety of reactions here.

"Huh, did you say something?" Mousse asked the wall to his immediate right.

"Ah, girls! I shall defend thee!" Kuno yelled, leaping forward and colliding with a stalactite. 

Meanwhile, Nabiki yawned and Shampoo pulled salt out of somewhere, tossing it in the ghost's general direction without breaking stride or eye contact with Nabiki.

"Say, does something feel off to mercenary girl?" Shampoo asked.

"Now that you mention it..." Nabiki remarked. "It does feel kinda like my shorts are riding up on -"

She reached back to check, and stopped mid-step. The colour drained from her face as she felt what she was now packing back there.

"Someone is getting sued over this," Nabiki warned. Next to her, Shampoo was making a similar discovery, and even though Nabiki hadn't done anything to do with martial arts for a long, long time she could feel the killing intent washing right off her.

"Not if Shampoo kill them first," Shampoo warned.

Hrmph! So, this place was going to be pervy, was it? Turning back, she could see that the way behind them was already blocked off. A one way trip through an enchanted horny tunnel, was it? Well then. It wasn't Kuno or Mousse she'd be keeping tabs on, then. The bill she'd have for this place, by the time she was done, would be even more enormous than her rear.