Story: Dojo of Perversion

 

Within the Tendo's living room was an event that Soun was trying very, very hard to ignore. His game with Genma was taking absolute precedence over everything else, to preserve his sanity, creating an iron wall that was absolutely impenetrable. If even the faintest of cracks appeared in that wall, then he'd gain awareness. Horrible clarity, horrid awareness of the fact that his sweet innocent daughters were standing in the next room over having a... conversation. About getting railed by Ranma and his martial arts rival. About Ranma in girl form getting railed by said martial arts rival. About them joining in on either one of these activities, with great and tremendous enthusiasm.

"This sure is a game isn't it Saotome!" Soun laughed, so he didn't have to cry. "Yes, the superior tactics on display here should be observed by grand masters of the game! Ohohohoho!"

Genma, in panda form, sighed wearily. There is little sadder in the world than seeing a panda sigh like that. Sigh, shake its head, and do its best to maintain the illusion that all was normal in the world.

Meanwhile, in the living room...

"Okay sluts!" Nabiki clapped her hands. "We've narrowed down the location of our future love nest to one of three locations. It turns out there are enough families in the general Nerima area that Hibiki comes up a couple of times."

She bent over a map of Nerima, pushing her boobs into the table and causing her camo coloured booty shorts to draw tightly against the contours of her ass. All done on purpose, mark you. In fact, it's important to note here that all three sisters were dressed in the same way - like a porn parody of a set of soldiers. Impossibly snug camo hot pants, camo shirts that were cut off right at the bottom curve of their breasts. Akane was wearing a beret, and Kasumi was chewing gum.

"Are these outfits really necessary?" Akane asked. Her sisters looked at her and nodded vigorously. "Okay, okay, it just feels like we wasted some time putting them on when we could be getting tag teamed by those virile studs much, much faster."

Soun began to cry, but had already rejected the reason from his memories. The poor man.

"Questioning authority, are you?" Kasumi asked. Then the flat of her hand landed on the curve of Akane's butt. "You're from Furinkan, aintcha? The only type of girls around those parts are sluts with butts and lewds pretending to be prudes! Which kind are you?"

"Eep!" Akane yelped, though more from pleasure than pain or surprise, as shown by how she leaned back into her sister's blatant grope. "Oh, I'm both at once! I'm a slut with a butt, and I'm lewd but pretend to be a prude!"

The tears were streaming down Soun's face now for some reason. 

"And what about you?" Kasumi asked, spanking Nabiki nice and hard while she was bent over the table. Some might come to the conclusion that Nabiki had done this on purpose, as an invitation for a good hard spank from a true expert. "Which type are you?"

"You even need to ask"? Nabiki purred back. She wiggled her hips, and thrust her butt back up into Kasumi's groping hand. "I'm a slut with a butt! Mmmm yeah, that's the good shit right there!"

"Oh dear I seem to be dehydrated for some reason," Soun said. He picked up a pitcher of water and poured it out into a cup. "How peculiar! I could swear I've refilled this pitcher at least three times today already! Ahahaahaha! No cheating now, Saotome!"

The panda held up a sign that read 'For some reason I don't have it in me today to cheat you'. Which says a lot given Genma's nature. Oh, the pity he felt for his friend. Genma, of course, had no trouble acknowledging most of what was happening. After all, his manly son was getting the attention of three horny beautiful girls! All of whom were suitable candidates for an arranged marriage! Why wouldn't he be happy about - 

"I wonder what sort Ranma-chan is...?" Kasumi whispered, and both her sisters whimpered in pleasure from imagining it. "Mmm, I can't wait to find out~ But maybe she should discover that herself with Ryoga first, right?"

Oh dear, now Genma seemed to be crying for some reason, how mysterious. He could only hope that whatever Soun had wasn't catching.

Anyway, back to the slutty sisters, the younger two of whom were now bent over the map, side by side, as the eldest of them expertly played with their butts. Groping, digging in her fingers, stroking and caressing. There was almost something majestic about it. Like watching a master pianist at work, while the sound was off.

"This is an important time for Ranma," Kasumi said. "She's not used her girl form to rock a stud's world until now. She's only been with girls so far." Both sisters moaned in agreement. "Therefore, we simply must give her a little bit of privacy. For a while. Just for today. Let her work out what she likes - and then the three of us can jump the both of them. One doesn't eat a cake until it's baked, right?"

"Ma'am, yes ma'am!" both sisters moaned under the ministrations of the eldest. She was always able to discipline these two most effectively when they got out of control. 

"I can't hear you, privates!" Kasumi spanked them both simultaneously.

"Ma'am, yes ma'am!"

"Now that's more like it," Kasumi said. "So! Instead of wasting our time trying to find Ryoga Hibiki's place of residence, why don't we put our heads together - and figure out a way to celebrate Ranma's exploration of his/her sexuality upon their homecoming? I have some drills for you sluts to work through, so let's get to it!"

"Gosh, Saotome, all of a sudden I could do with hitting the local bars!" Soun said. "All of them. In alphabetical order. It's the only way  I can think of to quench this insatiable thirst I've suddenly acquired."

"Please, Tendo," read the sign Genma held up now. "Don't talk about unquenchable thirst right now. It's not good for either of us."

All seems good, right? The fathers fuck off to get hammered, the sisters lewd it up under Kasumi's guidance, ready and willing and horny and waiting for Ranma to return so they could all pounce on him at once. Riding his wild dick, fingering her freshly fucked pussy, enjoying first one form and then the other, passing them around amongst themselves shamelessly, basking in their perversion and savouring every minute of it.

That should basically be the end of it, right? We should cut to Ranma being bent over a table by Ryoga now, as this scene is clearly done, right?

...

You may have noticed there has been no scene transition. Our attention is still on the slutty soldier sisters. Kasumi seemed satisfied that her sisters understood The Plan, and made the mistake of taking her hands off them. This would normally have been enough to bring them to heel. Indeed, once upon a time it would have definitely been enough.

There's one key difference this time: Previously, neither of these sisters had been given a proper dicking by Ranma Saotome. Now, they had. Thus, the moment they were free, Akane whirled around and used her considerably superior strength to pin Kasumi down on the table, and when she protested, quickly silenced her with a deep, deep kiss. Which Kasumi took control of - Until Nabiki was able to snake her devious fingers down her shorts and finger her.

Perhaps Kasumi could have taken either one of them on their own. Brought them to heel through her sheer superior sexuality and experience - but together? When Akane and Nabiki were working towards a common goal? That would no longer be possible.

"So, here's the problem with that plan," Nabiki said, while her fingers pumped away. "Ryoga Hibiki has a fucking abominable sense of direction, and Ranma has no reason, at all, to take him home."

"Mmmph~" Kasumie moaned into Akane's mouth.

"I know," Nabiki said. Somehow she'd understood that. Don't question it. "You're right. We shouldn't overwhelm them right away. That's why we do reconnaissance first, and then step in when they are good and ready."

"Mmmmm!" Kasumi insistently moaned.

"Actually, I worked it out already," Nabiki said. "There's only one Hibiki residence with a vacant backlot. The others all have buildings that go back for decades, at least. It's amazing the things you'll notice when you're getting molested over a map, isn't it? It gave me perfect clarity of mind. Thanks a bunch, sis. You can cum now."

Kasumi's body convulsed as she came all over Nabiki's fingers. It was insubordination! However... Any soldier will tell you that it is your duty, when a commanding officer tells you to do something you believe to be a bad idea, to raise your complaint, let yourself be heard - and then if they still want to do it, follow the order faithfully. Quite often, it will turn out they were already aware of your complaint... And will want to do it for reasons you are unaware of. On the other hand, it may prove the reverse is true - that they did not know a detail you happened to know about, and rethink their plan accordingly.

"You make an excellent argument, soldier!" Kasumi breathed. "Phew! Ahem. In the middle drawer of my dresser, you should find some binoculars and some, ahem, stalking equipment. I have some spares, we should be able to stake out the residence. Be quick about it."

"On it!" Nabiki said, smirking triumphantly to herself and then doing a sort of sexy march as she left the room - before bolting upstairs when she was out of sight.

Which left Kasumi alone with Akane. The older sister turned towards the younger, grabbed her head, leaned in close, then whispered "So yoru kissing has come along nicely, but you clearly need more training..." Right before leaning in to give her exactly that.

Such a nice, close and healthy relationship they have, don't you think?