We now turn our attention to a pink haired girl named Ran. Oh, Ran. What an unfortunate girl she is. For one thing, she's the only alien regular in the series where we don't actually know her species. Lum is an Oni, Oyuki is a yukki-onna, Benten is a Lucky God, Kurama is a Karasutengu - all of them are Japanese folklore creatures of some capacity or another. So what is Ran meant to be?
The obvious one is that she's meant to evoke a kitsune. Pink hair aside, she has a number of fox-like traits in personality: manipulative, deceptive, spiteful, fond of trickery, and constantly scheming. Foxes in Japanese folklore are notorious for illusion, seduction, and revenge over perceived slights. The trouble is that she lacks the defining visual markers - no ears, no tails, no transformation gimmick - and the kissing to steal life thing isn't really a kitsune deal.
Perhaps a lamia? Her hair often writhes dramatically, she's venomously jealous, and her attacks are frequently poison-themed. Again, though, there's nothing explicit. The most convincing answer may simply be... she isn't supposed to be one
She is, pure and simply, the cute alien girl that hates Lum. Hates Lum with a passion. Hates Lum, hates Lum, hates -
"Why do you hate Lum so much?" the Ataru fucking her down asked, holding onto the small of Ran's back while he absolutely piledrove into her. His cock stretching her out to the limits, while thrusting regularly, maintaining total control, total dominance, total, total, total pleasure!
"Nnnnnrgh~" Ran replied. "Hate her because I got the blame for everything she did!"
It's true. When they were little, anytime Lum did something wrong Ran would be the one to get the punishment for it. No matter what, no matter what. That cute little precocious Lum could never ever do something wrong, she never got punished when she did something she shouldn't have, she always ducked the blame and Ran had to pick up the tab.
Of course resentment would develop from that. Of course she'd hate Lum, hate her, hate her guts, despise her for getting away with it, getting away with absolutely everything! It would be weird if she didn't, it would be absolutely and totally bizarre, and yet -
"Is it really Lum that you're angry at?" Ataru asked. He stroked his hands down her spine, making her writhe with pleasure - but he was doing more than that. He was accessing her nervous system, bringing up those painful memories again and again - but he was shifting the focus to something else.
He was shifting it to the one that was blaming her in the first place. Reminding her that Lum would confess to the truth, that she's the one that broke the vase, that she's the one that spilled the juice. Only sometimes would she hide it, but even when she confessed?
<i>"How dare you convince Lum to take the blame!"</i>
<i>"Lum's a good girl, how dare you try to duck punishment!"</i>
<i>"I have the worst daughter in the entire history of the universe! Why does such a good parent like myself have such a lousy misbehaving little brat!"</i>
Smack, smack, smack. For things that she hadn't even done!
"Little kids think their parents are right," Ataru whispered in her ear. "They internalise that they're not wrong, so if they do something wrong, it's someone else's fault!"
He shifted position, twisting her body around so he could fuck her deeper than before. A feat that Ran would have thought impossible, and yet, here we are!
"Admitting that "my mother is unjust" is a frightening conclusion for a child," Ataru continued. "A psychologically safer conclusion is: 'The punishment happened because Lum caused it.'"
"Uwaaaaah!" Ran moaned. "But - but! That mean ditzy Lum -"
"Was safe for you to get angry at," Ataru continued, his hands expertly stroking her sides, causing all the anger to dilute right out of her. "It's not psychologically safe for you to get angry at your caregiver. The one who feeds you, keeps you safe - that's what lets most abusive parents get away with what they do. Keeps the child from turning against them. Keeps them angry... at the wrong targets!"
"My mother was a stone cold bitch!"
The epiphany burst out of her, and at the same time, Ataru rewarded her with a climax.
"Fuck my mother!" Ran continued. "Fuck that bitch for abusing me! Taking out her frustrations on me -"
"Resulting in you taking them out on Lum," Ataru finished, holding her close, making her feel... safe and secure. "Thus the cycle of abuse continues. But it ended with Lum, and do you know why?"
"Lum's a total ditzy airhead!" Ran groaned.
"I mean, yeah, but she also doesn't tend to hold a grudge," Ataru said. "She's wary of your behaviour, but if you needed help she'd still be there, right?"
That's right. Whenever Ran was sick, Lum would stop by. If Ran was in trouble, Lum would help her out. It didn't always go the best, but the girl meant well. She meant well, she's just kinda... Accident prone, overly enthusiastic, too caught up in her own things to properly think about others, but -
"But she's also really hot, right?"
Ran made a sound like all the air was being pulled out of her lungs. Ataru was forcing her to turn, to watch as Lum was being fucked by her own Ataru. Riding him, reverse cowgirl style, using her ability to fly to facilitate the fucking. Letting her body rise and fall in a way it couldn't quite if she was relying on her own body to lift and drop.
A great big smile on her pretty face.A great big happy vacant smile. It was so cute that Ran couldn't help but giggle.
"She's hot, isn't she?" her own Ataru whispered. "So hot. So very, very sexy and pretty~"
"Yeahhhhh~" Ran burbled. She is. She really is. Obviously she is. It's so obvious that she's cute and sexy and so utterly feminine.
"Part of your resentment was how attracted you were to her," Ataru continued, and there was no longer anything in Ran capable of arguing against it. No anger. No resentment. Nothing at all. Lum's hot. Lum's sexy. She resented Lum as a part of misplaced frustration that should have gone to her abusive mother, but she was unable to reconcile until now, as an adult, looking back and reflecting because - "You were never really into Rei. It was all an attempt to get back at Lum."
That hadn't been true, but now it always had been. Ran could no more reject the idea than she could reject gravity. Perhaps, for a fleeting moment, but only for so long before it came down again, crashing on top of her, making her feel complete again.
Just at that moment though, four other girls entered into her vision. Ataru turned her body to make her look at them. There were indeed four very hot babes right there. Now that she was aware of how bisexual she was, she could - She could appreciate them and their hot, sexy belly dancing.
"Benten is our personal maid," Ataru whispered. "Sakura is our spiritual anchor. Oyuki will help manage the finances. Ryuunosuke is our muscle. Together, you are my harem. The harem of Ataru Moroboshi."
By now, in case it wasn't clear, Ran's willpower had the consistency of pudding. All that she could do right now was watch them dance while her Ataru was fucking her relentlessly from behind. She wanted him to go faster, to really take her, but - Maddeningly, he was keeping the pace slow and gradual. Rutting her gradually, while still keeping her cumming at will.
All her anger was well and truly fucked out of her. All of her frustrations, forgotten. The airy, ditzy persona that she put out ot the public had gradually become her true personality. No resentment, no vitriol, only lustful acceptance of her position.
And once she'd gone too far to come back, once every trace of that resentment had been taken from her... The Ataru rutting her kissed her one last time before vanishing, and Ran, breathing hard, eyes glazed over, rose to dance among her sisters, as they turned their attention to their next target.
Only two left.
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