Story: Pride and Joy

 

This was the worst thing that Ukyo had ever tasted, and she'd made it with her own two hands. She appreciated Ranma trying to make it up to her by adding the best thing she'd ever tasted - his dick - to the mixture, but... All that did was create an unfortunate side effect.

Namely, she couldn't stop eating this goop. This gross, disgusting, malevolent stew that she had somehow made. Granted, she was -what, six? Yeah, six years old when she'd put the ingredients together, but that was hardly an excuse. Anyway, as hard as this was for a chef to think, the taste didn't matter. The association with <i>dick</i> was overwhelming the demands of her taste buds. It was so damned annoying. They were threatening to go on strike if she kept on eating it. On the other hand, her pussy would go on strike if she didn't. What was a girl to do in a situation like this?

Well, normally she'd side with the tastebuds... except for another side effect this stuff was having on them. For some reason, it was acting as a stamina boost. Like a mixture of sugar and steroids. Ranma, Ukyo, and Shampoo had thought themselves worn out after their latest romp. They had thought they'd try the sauce, say their goodbyes, then meet up to fuck another day.

That hadn't happened. Instead, Ukyo was leaning over her counter afraid she might break it, but unable to stop as Ranma rrrrrrrrailed her from behind. His powerful hands having a tight yet tender grip upon her exposed hips, his almighty shaft burrowing deep, deep inside her, finding new places to explore in what should, by now, be a well charted cavern.

Ah, but what of Shampoo? That lovely, sneaky bitch with a cute face, cute body, and the capacity to wreck a building in thirty seconds? Why, she was resting upon Ukyo's back, legs slung over Ranma's shoulders, having her honeypot tasted. The two girls had ultimately linked arms so they could rut more effectively, and - 

Fuuuuck, this was greaaaaaat! One slurp of that disgusting sauce and they could go for another hour, or at least it felt like it. If not for the taste she could almost assuredly market it for these stamina properties... Though part of her was wondering if it worked because Ranma had stuck his dick in it.

"Ranchaaaaaaan!" Ukyo moaned, tongue flopping out of her mouth - and yet her business like mind was now working away furiously on it. Hrm... Yeah... Replicate that sauce, somehow? Then in ten years time she might be able to make a huge profit off it... possibly. It was worth exploring. All she'd have to do was deliberately make the most disgusting thing she'd ever - 

No! Her pride as a chef refused outright! Even if - Even if Ranma was railing her like a cheap whore, riding her like he was trying to break her in (as if you can break what was already broken), her pride wouldn't let her! It wouldn't!

The conflict was making her break out in a cold sweat. It was so disgusting that she should - She should give up being a chef. It didn't matter that she was that young when she'd put it together, the only thing that mattered was - "I should stop being a chef..." Ukyo grunted. "I'll just - I'll just be your fucktoy for the rest of my life. Nnngh! Fuck, that's all I'm good for now!"

"N-No way, Uchan!" Ranma said, stopping his thrusting for just a moment. "You can't let something like this get you down!"

"No, it's simply awful!" Ukyo squealed, partly in delight when he started up again, partly from frustration with herself for this awful, awful sauce. "I mean - I mean, it was such a simple recipe! Any idiot would get it right, even if they only saw someone put it together."

Behind her, Ranma slowed his pace just a fraction before resuming at full pelt.

"Oh, it's not that bad, I mean, for a little kid... There was probably a reason your old man hid the recipe, right?"

"No, no, no!" Ukyo shook her head. "I've seen it recently, there's really nothing to it! The hardest part is the waiting and the seal, and I checked the seal myself today! It was airtight! The one and only thing I did right was rob myself of any excuse!"

Behind her, Ranma twitched while smiling, which prompted Shampoo to fully encircle his head with her legs so she could drag him back in to what he was already doing.

Deep breath, now. Deep breath! Ranma was just trying to be nice. Spare your feelings. But it was no good! The jar was next to her now... Oh! She could do with a topup for her stamina. Her fingers dipped in, and her tastebuds finally relented and - 

The critical part of her mind started to kick in, after eating so much of the stuff. Not just taking it at the whole, but as the sum of its parts. Studying its parts, analysing them. Hold on. Wait a minute... This was all wrong. As in, it was too wrong. Way, way too wrong. There were ingredients in here that Ukyo remembered gathering, but was sure she didn't use. There was no onion in this. There was no garlic, either. And was this - Chutney? What?! Had she really been <i>that</i> horrible a chef at that age she'd do something so obviously wrong?

Or...

Ranma's words came back to her, drip, drip, drip. His reactions to what she'd said. His attempt to make her feel better. A thought came to her, just then. A quite nasty little thought. She remembered that Ranma had been quite eager to try out the sauce himself, at that time.

Did he...? No way. He couldn't have. Could he? And he didn't tell her?!

"Jackass!" Ukyo yelled, grabbed her spatula and slamming it against Ranma's foot. "Jackass, jackass, jackass! You spilled my sauce and tried to replace it, didn't you?! Ten years! Wasted! Because of you and your dumb stomach!"

He backed off a little, and Ukyo's body followed after him. She didn't exactly want it to do that right now, but she couldn't quite stop herself from humping back into him. Ooooh, she was pissed now. Pissed off - but that didn't mean he should stop!

"Of all the insensitive things!" Ukyo snarled, humping back into him, savouring that dick for - For the last time! Sh-She was going cold turkey after this. Mmmm, it was so good though. M-maybe she should have another stamina boost - hey!

"I think you girls have had enough," Ranma said, having plucked the sauce jar away from her. "You're horny enough as it is, this stuff can't be good for you. I mean, come on, you've tasted it, right?"

Ukyo felt herself collapse away from him after that, the stamina boost worn off, she could take no more of this overwhelming delight. She slid to the floor in a crumpled heap, staring at the boy she'd been in love with for ten years as another extremely hot babe climbed on top of his dick.

"Oooh, finally Shampoo's turn again!" that slutty babe moaned as she slid down on top of him. You know, this really was an unusual situation, wasn't it? Weird. Until now she'd been basically fine with it, but - God, she was just so angry with him! Insensitive. So insensitive and thoughtless! He knew what this meant to her. Jackass, jackass, jackass! Mmm... Shampoo sure did have a nice ass though... Look at her twisting and bouncing on top of him. Look at her writhing in pleasure, as overwhelmed by the experience as Ukyo had been.

Did she really want to give that up? Even for a short time? She knew how it got. She'd be crawling on her hands and knees within a day or two for a sweet taste of it. He'd hurt her pride as a chef through stupid thoughtless action. So she'd sworn off it, to herself - but was that a promise she could keep? What was more important to her? That monster penis or her pride as a chef?

"Does Airen like it when Shampoo do this?" Shampoo asked, grabbing Ranma's hands and pushing them into her amazing rack. His hands trailed around them lovingly, tenderly, but Shampoo gripped his wrists and pushed him in harder. "No need to treat Shampoo gently, like it rough! Should know by now."

Ukyo forced herself to look away. Oooh! How was she supposed to sort out her feelings when they were right there like that?! Fucking away like nothing was wrong! She took several deep sucking breaths, tried to compose herself. Failed. She was already horny again! Come on! How was she supposed to stay pissed off at him when her body was reacting this way?! Give her that sauce. Give it to her! It was a sign of her shame, so - So she should at least be able to keep it, right? That way she could stay close to Ranma... Maybe work out why it was having the effect on her that it was having?

Of course, she hadn't yet noticed that the sauce was having another effect on them beyond a mere stamina increase. It was having an effect on their minds as well. A slow burning effect that wouldn't be entirely obvious at first, but it was creeping in there. Weirdly though, it would be Akane that would notice it first, following her altercation with Kuno...