Anime Addventure : Stop & Find- Nabiki's citrus flavored game

by tutcat

Nabiki and cursed PC nuff said (adult)

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma 1/2. They are owned by there respective owners. Not out to make any money or fame on others work.

This is a collection of threads I was able to save of a web archive that has shut down recently. Some had been edited so my text reader would work better. So original authors and extra stuff was removed from the thread .

On the ones that have not been edited I will be editing them so the original authors will get credited for their parts. Also if you have the parts that I'm missing let me know in a PM will edit them in. Same with other threads if you have them will post for others to be able to read.

If you don't like Lemons and or Limes DO NOT READ this story.

Stop & Find- Nabiki's citrus flavored game

by Kestral

Ranma looked it over.

It was a nice, sleek, laptop computer. Sitting in what looked like a war zone.

There were blast craters all over the place. Therefore the only slightly dented computer was kind of out of place.

Picking it up and taking it with him on a whim, Ranma didn't know that it was:

by Kestral

Nabiki smirked as Ranma came in. Sooner or later he'd put that down, like to eat.

The mercenary Tendo picked up the computer where Ranma had set it down. Finder's keepers, loser's weepers. Really, is she had any shame this would be too easy.

Getting it into her room, Nabiki plugged the computer into the wall and booted it up to see what she had. Hmmm. Very sleek, very nice - heavily tricked out version of a laptop. "SRU" brand wasn't familiar but it was obviously fairly new and expensive. Therefore it had been meant to be hers from the beginning.

Nabiki began clicking through the computer, nodding at the programs. A decent spreadsheet program, and... oh ho! Definitely not Ranma's PC to begin with, he just wasn't the type.

Nabiki clicked the icon, opening the program. It looked like it was...

shooooompf!

The empty chair continued to face the PC as the game/disc played apparently by itself, a little Nabiki figure within it.

by Black & White

Nabiki tried to scream, but she had no mouth. She did her best anyways as she felt every atom in her body pulled through a tube of light, a tube that kept shrinking and expanding. Then suddenly it was over. She was floating in emptiness. Empty except for the glowing letters that started appearing in front of her.

Begin new game Y/N

Game beginning

by Black & White

'OH CRAP, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!' Nabiki thought to herself as she floated in the formless darkness. Then suddenly a sliver bordered window appeared in front of her declaring:

Begin new game Y/N

Game beginning

Nabiki blinked as the Y flickered a moment, then an hourglass appeared in front of her, drained in a few seconds, then flipped to drain again. Suddenly the hourglass vanished, replaced with a curving scroll declaring "Choose your class" and a full length mirror of herself in what looked like a chainmail swimsuit. Then the outfit of the her in the mirror started changing, rapidly shifting through several before slowing down and stopping on an extremely skimpy top and bottom of cheap looking green cloth.

Nabiki felt a spike of cold down her back, assisted by the evil music that had just started playing.

Character Class Selected: Sex Slave

Accept Y/N

by Valor Phoenix

Nabiki watched as her body stretched as she gained in height, becoming a six-foot tall elf babe. Long toned legs, moderate hips, tight butt, trim waist, and a softball-sized set of bouncy breasts. Her face was pretty with bright eyes and fairly pronounced pouting lips, although the sight of pointed ears twitching at the side of her head was odd.

A pair of high-heels lifted her up a bit more as the shoes formed, her outfit reforming into an billowing little dress of a satin feeling material.

Then a little background for her character popped up, acting as a text description of her stats and abilities.

Nabiki the elf sex slave. Falling victim to nymph honey, she has had her libido increased and her intellect decreased. Along with her decreased mental capacity her moderate addiction to cum caused her to fall into disgrace with elven society. Her previous skills are just a fading memory like that of her dignity.

She is physically weak and dull-witted with a low attention span as her arousal distracts her often. Her flexibility is quite good however giving her good potential for sexual acts not requiring stamina or skill. Her libido is high and her sensitivity is very high, making her good for little but sex without training. Initial obedience is low as she is too dull-witted to realize her situation.

Despite this her relatively unmodified status makes her excellent material for training.

Reading that made Nabiki more than a little angry, but a heady flush of arousal distracted her. Instinctively touching her slit out of curiosity gave her a shock at just how sensitive she was, not to mention bringing to her attention the sexual lubricant dripping down her thighs.

It took an act of will for Nabiki to pull her hands away instead of exploring further. She had a sneaking suspicion playing with herself would not be a good idea. Still her arousal didn't seem as bad as the description made it sound.

Still, that wasn't so much a character description as much as a product description for future owners, and that future did not look pleasant.

Finding herself shifting to a new place, Nabiki wondered what was going to happen next as she was still surrounded by nothing in particular. Actually what Nabiki realized was that she was in a waiting room. That was the impression she got at least, like she was on the other side of character creation waiting for someone else to enter the game world.

Speaking of which, she'd left the laptop running. The apparently magically cursed to suck people into a naughty game laptop. That is assuming her body wasn't there staring at the screen or something.

Nope, someone else had just entered.

Ranma sighed as he stared at the character selection screen. Much like Nabiki he wasn't getting much choice in what got selected.

It looked like it was a character creation screen for the hero, with the cursor sitting on the male selection. The selection started moving again, selecting female as well until both flashing sex options unlocked the third option, futanari. After that the little cursor went through the options quickly, with the screen flashing briefly.

Unlike Nabiki, Ranma had some experience with this sort of thing. More specifically he'd had an old portable game that did something like this, except the world was themed according to the few games he had to put in the system. Plus instead of sucking him in, he entered the game world while he was dreaming, getting several days worth of playing each night.

At least he'd warned Kasumi what was going on before going in after Nabiki. Maybe she'd keep other people from falling into the trap while he was trying to bust Nabiki out from the inside.

The program was obviously trapped by automating the character creation and getting rid of the normal exits. Ranma was mildly lucky to not fit the profile of the original target, plus he already had previous characters in various game worlds.

Despite that he had little choice about the program puzzling over his curse and simply unlocking the futanari option just for him.

Looking down at her breasts and hips, he supposed he'd basically be a she in the game, bobbling male bit aside.

Ranma wasn't thrilled about going into some perverted game, but at least he was going in as an advanced class based on his previous character. Going in the same as Nabiki wouldn't have done too much for the rescue attempt.

Blinking her eyes, Ranma found herself floating somewhere in a glowing almost whiteness.

While floating she got to know her changes as the knowledge seemed to just quietly flow in.

Body-wise she was a tall red-headed woman with generous hips and full breasts, the cock at the top of her hairless pussy being the only indicator of maleness except for a little feminine muscle tone. A sexy woman's face, sky blue eyes and knee-length curly bright red hair finished the look as she was currently nude.

Ability wise she was becoming what she understood as an advanced class, keeping her martial arts abilities in the equivalent form for the game and gaining basic mage spells. Specifically a class that advanced from a monk with tao aspects to become a mage that united opposing schools of magic. The game worlds tended to share good game mechanics and this one allowed someone to play through the plot then start up a new character with a few extras to increase replay-ability. Instead of using an old character, she was starting a new one with some benefits.

Feeling a shift in her surroundings, two female shaped glowing beings approached her, touching her body with wisps of stuff. Feeling her cock get tucked back into a new pair of panties, Ranma patiently allowed them to dress her in her starting outfit. The girls seemed to be ignoring her anyways to focus on forming clothing on her body, not that it surprised her considering she hadn't been given a choice so far, otherwise she wouldn't be a sexy woman.

The outfit definitely wasn't what Ranma would have chosen, being uncomfortable wearing female clothes due to all the harassment he got from his curse. Satin panties over crotchless dark pantyhose and a strapless bustier formed her sleek sexy lingerie. Making her decent but still sexy was a fancy cheongsam silk dress that was both backless and had the calf-length skirt slit up both sides to almost waist high to expose her legs.

Complimenting her dress were fingerless gauntlets and thigh-high leather high-heeled boots, both modified with delicately thin armor plates that seemed purely decorative. Finishing up her outfit her hair was put up in a high ponytail that brushed her ass, earrings for her ears and make-up for her frowning face. Overall her outfit was cut in contrasting black and white with an almost metallic bright turquoise splashed in between them, complimenting her blue eyes, rose-pink lipstick and smokey-purple eyeshadow.

Ranma simply frowned in annoyance and crossed her arms under her breasts.

Finally a few items appeared before her before vanishing into her storage space.

First were her class weapons; a folding fan, a charm composed of an orb on a string, and a cloth to wrap around her shoulders. Not so much weapons in the sense of a sword, but rather things to hold in hand while doing magic as a focus. Then there were technique scrolls for her abilities, including a large master scroll for her monk abilities. A few potions and ointments, and finally a magical journal to serve as the game guide with a game introduction and lore of the game-world including monsters known, class data known, places known and parts of maps known.

Ranma was aware most games had a magical storage space with strange storage limitations, and having a real world variant of that might have been difficult for others to understand to use it effectively. Ranma on the other hand actually knew a bit of hidden weapons style, so it wasn't anything new for her, meaning Ranma could access her storage space quicker than most.

Shortly after receiving her starting items, Ranma came to rest near a round stone dais in the middle of the white vastness. Floating above it was a blonde woman in a flowing white dress, with a very curvy body that would be about ten-feet tall if she wasn't floating sideways to be more at eye level. Smiling the goddess greeted Ranma warmly. "Welcome back, it's been quite some time since you've played in my realms. Unfortunately this time is under sad circumstances."

Ranma simply hefted her breasts up for emphasis without uncrossing her arms. "You wanna explain this?"

The game-world goddess nodded with a slightly sad smile. "The game device you picked up was trapped. You weren't the intended victim, so I was able to help you a little."

That mollified the red-headed woman a bit. "So it coulda been worse?"

Again the goddess nodded, this time able to go into her tutorial monologue. "Yes, the game-world beyond here is meant for players to have relatively harmless sexual misadventures. Some villain however has modified the entrance program to automatically send players through character creation into the world without the ability to return home. There was little I could do about that, however instead of entering the world as a weak victim, you will be entering as an advanced class."

Getting a nod from the red-head, the goddess knew that glare wasn't for her. "There are at least a dozen girls forced in before you, I've entered them on your recruits list. Although there is little hope for them and most would have fallen victim by now, you might convince some to accept your help. Simply surviving and breaking the world's curse however will be the event that saves everyone."

Ranma had almost forgotten the time she'd played in junior high, but it was starting to come back to her. "So what's different with this world?"

Smiling warmly, Akihabara-no-kami changed the whiteness surrounding them into a view of the world to illustrate her points. "In general, the world is focused on sexual transformations. In conflict the players are disadvantaged so they'll experience frequent losses with each misadventure building gradual changes. The losing scenario isn't being defeated in the sense of losing a battle, but becoming some monster's pet or perhaps becoming a monster yourself."

Illustrating her speech were images of a female knight going out to face a minotaur. In the first encounter they fought until she was overwhelmed with brute strength, stripped and screwed. Going back to town with damaged gear the woman seemed to have lost her prestige as a respectable lady.

In the second encounter the woman was wearing plainer armor and fared even worse in combat, once again being downed and screwed. This time her body changed, gaining basketball sized breasts and broad hips along with her swollen gaping pussy.

In the third encounter she was wearing mostly leather armor instead of heavy metal on her busty body and quickly went down since she could barely swing her sword with her breasts being in the way. The changes to her body increased as this time the woman didn't resist the sexual encounter as much.

In the final encounter the woman approached in a leather corset that left her watermelon sized breasts exposed and wobbling, with her swollen pussy and protruding thumb-sized clit likewise exposed. Wielding only a short leather whip this time she bypassed the combat entirely and went straight to screwing the minotaur herself, eventually making it pass out first. Satisfied with her victory, the woman strutted onwards.

After the end, the goddess resumed narration. "In the end she wasn't defeated, just changed and gaining new strengths and weaknesses. If she'd attempted to conquer the minotaur sexually her changes might have been different, giving her muscles instead of breasts that hampered her sword use. Likewise she could have simply trained her combat ability against other encounter to take the beast in a fight. Finally she simply could have given up after becoming too busty to swing a sword properly."

Not distracted by thoughts of what losing would mean, Ranma was instead concentrating on what she'd have to do to survive. The goddess helpfully illustrated just such a case. "That guardian minotaur is fairly strong, if you somehow faced it without getting stronger it would easily win. Besides the obvious results, being disgraced and humiliated will hurt your social rank, which would be quite bad. Currently you are of the minor nobility rank which carries a lot of privileges and benefits, but it also means many would love to see you fall."

The scenery showed Ranma making her way through various battles, obviously working her way up through minor opponents in a steady progression of wins. That lead to a straight win in a fight against the minotaur.

A second progression however showed her going around and recruiting young women and playing the part of a powerful noble. Instead of fighting enemies herself, she seemed to be training the girls for their roles in an adventuring party and also their roles serving her in the bedroom. When it came to the minotaur, the beast simply backed away almost timidly and let her and her harem of girls pass. "You have the potential to become so strong you can fight alone, although that path is very dangerous. However you also have the potential to train a very loyal and powerful harem, and it is much safer than traveling alone." A final scene showed her on a throne, surrounded by an large harem of strong women.

Ranma was a bit disturbed, both at the idea of 'training' girls and depending on others to the point of having them fight for her. On the other hand she knew that for a game meant for an adventuring party, soloing everything was an entirely new level of difficulty. Considering the difficulty was already stacked as it was, going solo wasn't as appealing as normal for Ranma.

Smiling gently the goddess knelt down before the red-head, bringing herself in range to surprise Ranma out of her thoughts with a kiss. "Enough of that. Time to receive my blessing my dear champion."

Blushing gently as she put her dress back in order, Ranma walked through the portal, leaving the giggling goddess behind her. Some love-making with a literal goddess had certainly improved Ranma's mood, but making out with the giant bubbly woman had been a little embarrassing.

Blinking, she found herself in a relatively large white room, apparently not in the game yet. It seemed like a waiting lobby with a fair bit of space to move around in and a clean fountain to freshen up in.

Off in one corner however was a scattering of pillows with a annoyed looking elf girl laying across a few of them. Beside her was a sign [Complimentary Elf Slave] which Ranma took to be a hint from the goddess. "Hi Nabiki, been here long?"

Hugging the big pillow to her chest to keep her hands from idly wandering to naughty places, Nabiki gave the red-haired woman a dull look. "I'm guessing you're here for me?"

Humming her agreement Ranma went over to recline on some pillows herself before whipping out her journal to do a bit of research. "You know your situation yet with the sex-slave thing?"

Keeping her thighs spread slightly to keep her dripping mound from getting too hot and sticky, Nabiki licked her lips as she got a whiff of something delicious. "I'm guessing it's not good."

Finding the entry for social rank, Ranma summarized the entry as she read it. "Let's see, starting with me, high social status, nobility. Can own and develop properties, make investments, employ servants, buy slaves and form clans. Large amount of storage space."

"Medium rank, citizen. Can lease a home or business. Can form parties. Regular amount of storage space."

"Low rank, servant. Can rent only, limited profession choices. Small amount of storage space."

"Negative social rank, slave. Well that's not a lot of choice. If you're not owned you can't even visit town without risking getting claimed. Basically the options are survive in the wilderness without visiting civilized areas to stay free, or having an owner. In game abilities come from the owner it seems."

Finishing up, Ranma glanced over at Nabiki. "Well, you catch all that?"

Enjoying having thoughts to distract her, the elf girl didn't respond directly. "You can make investments and develop property?"

Smirking, Ranma realized she was perking up a bit. "Yep. Never been able to do that at the start of a game though, was always something for after the plot had wrapped up. Pretty good way to make steady cash, plus it can unlock some interesting things."

Swallowing again as her mouth seemed to be dry all of the sudden since Ranma arrived, Nabiki tried keep her thoughts straight. "Well it sounds like you know what's going on. What happens to me here?"

Frowning thoughtfully, Ranma looked her over. "It kinda looks like I'm supposed to train you. It'll take actual effort on your part tho', but you could go pretty much any direction skill wise. If you don't wanna adventure though, I could just leave you at home as a housekeeper or something I guess."

Curious, Nabiki thought she heard something that actually sounded good. "When you say skills, do you mean like fighter or mage, like I could get a real RPG class?"

Nodding along, Ranma was starting to wander off to other thoughts. "Yeah although it isn't that cut and dry. You can learn multiple classes and use all the skills within certain limits. Like there are some sword techniques that work with any sword, and other sword techniques that are just a certain type of sword, like katana, long sword or great swords."

Getting up, Ranma moved over in front of Nabiki, lifting the elf up by her shoulders to sit her up straight on a pillow and look her in the eyes. "I need to know though, do you want me to train you? Cause I'm pretty sure I'll have to train you as a sex-slave too."

Seeing Ranma looking so serious in such a body made Nabiki well aware of the situation, but she still couldn't help herself as she smirked at the larger woman. "You? Train me? I'd like to see you do it."

A bit disappointed not to get a simple yes or no out of her, Ranma let it slide as Nabiki's way of saying yes. Standing up she located the next portal. "Alright then, let's get going."

Nabiki had been a little surprised when suddenly Ranma was tugging on a silver chain connected to a slender silver collar around her neck. Still she wasn't too surprised to find Ranma leading her towards the portal to the next area. "Really Saotome, on a leash? I didn't know you had it in you."

Visibly annoyed with the situation and Nabiki, Ranma at least had confirmation that Nabiki needed training. "I don't want you wandering off and getting into trouble." Pausing Ranma leveled a more serious stare at Nabiki. "And that's Lady Saotome to you."

Nabiki caught herself beginning to laugh and protest about Ranma being serious when she realized exactly that. "You're being serious?"

Ranma looked distinctly unpleased by the matter, a look that phased Nabiki coming from a woman that was almost intimidatingly sexy. "Yes, I have to be a respectable lady, or I could lose my status. I lose my status and I can't train slave-girls. I get the distinct impression that would be very bad for you. Not to mention I'm here to rescue you to begin with. If you don't want me training you to be my eager sex-slave so I can train you for something useful, then I may as well cut out the middle part, take you to the slave market, and trade you in for a girl that will actually help me in my quest to save this world and everyone in it."

Taking a step back, Nabiki had enough sense to know when to back off and stop pushing an issue. It was what let her mess with people yet avoid any unpleasant situations by neatly side-stepping them. The look on Ranma's face told her that she was seriously considering trading in her snarky elf slave now that she'd thought of it. Wanting to mollify Ranma without giving up too much ground, Nabiki settled for a compromise. "Yes Lady Saotome."

Hearing Nabiki quietly play along did a lot to ease Ranma's stress levels back down to something she could manage. "Do you want me to keep you and train you?"

The elf sighed as she realized she'd already pushed a bit too far. "You'd really trade me in?"

Ranma sighed and stretched her joints a bit to ease out her physical tension. After calming down a bit more and still considering it, she seemed satisfied with her decision. "Yeah. I have more to do than play with you, so if you wanna be difficult, then it'd be for the best. Once I'm done with the saving the world stuff I could track you down easily enough."

Nabiki could understand and respect that decision despite not liking it one bit. Ranma was going to defeat the final boss and open the exit, or something like that, and if she was dead weight she'd be left behind. As much as she'd hate to admit it, the idea of someone other than Ranma owning her gave her the serious creeps. "Fine, I'm yours."

Ranma seemed to consider her for a moment. "Still too much attitude. Guess you'll need a little training before we even get to town."

With that Ranma waved away Nabiki's dress, surprising the elf girl just a bit that her only piece of clothing would vanish so easily. Then Ranma strutted back to the pillows and reclined on them once again so she could read some more.

Having little choice but to follow her mistress since she was on a literal short leash, Nabiki knelt on a pillow beside the red-head with only a mildly troubled look betraying her. Trying to peek at what Ranma was reading did her little good as she failed to recognize the characters to make a guess at the language Ranma was reading.

After a bit of reading, Ranma paused to consider Nabiki again. "Sit up properly."

That made Nabiki a bit confused as she still was trying to figure out how to sit in a comfortable manner. That was partially due to the effects of character translation. While her speech had yet to be seriously altered, her movements had since each race had different movement sets in a game. For this particular game all females wearing high heels used the Seductress movement skill set, which among other things determined speed and agility while wearing high heels.

Further, Nabiki had the Elf sex-slave movement set, which set her natural posture and gait, including her walking motion, idle movements, dance style and even how she sat or laid down to rest. For her that meant her natural comfortable sitting position was kneeling on a pillow. That might cause her an amusing bout of confusion once she finally encountered a chair.

Her current confusion was because she was trying to sit how she normally sat, actively resisting her bodies now natural movements. Since her normal posture wasn't too different, she could sit like she normally did but found it too uncomfortable to stay that way.

Ranma however pulled out her fan to use as a stick to nudge Nabiki into correct posture. Kneeling on the pillow, knees parted about shoulder width, her hands resting just above her knees with her back straight and upright. It wasn't a vulgar display, but Nabiki found herself feeling uncomfortably on display.

As Ranma went back to her reading, Nabiki got to admire her own mistress's posture with a growing curiosity. Like Nabiki she wore high heels, although Ranma actually had skill in the movement set, meaning she could move well in her normally restrictive foot wear. The way she walked and moved however was not the least bit masculine except for the confidence and power she exuded.

The difference between them besides Ranma's grace in movement was simply that Ranma, being a noble moved like a proper lady, albeit a very sexy lady. Unlike Nabiki, Ranma didn't have any similar postures to resist her now natural movements since his normal posture wasn't in the allowed range of her current body. Nabiki's normal movement was close enough she'd been confused, but Ranma didn't know how to walk in heels other than her current sexy strut.

That left Nabiki realizing part of Ranma's stress as the sexy woman was reclining delicately on the pillows with her stocking clad legs tantalizingly rubbing each other as she idly crossed them. At first she'd thought it funny, just another part of Saotome being stuck a sexy woman. Now it was beginning to worry her.

Nabiki decided to voice her concern, especially since she was depending heavily on Ranma here. "Are you going to be okay? In that body?"

Glancing up at Nabiki, Ranma decided she'd read up enough on the sex-slave and training sections. "Alright, I'll let you in on a little secret."

Seeing she had Nabiki's full attention, the red-head continued. "Back in junior high I played a game like this, except it was like a normal RPG, not all perverted. This was way back before Jusenkyou too, back when the old man insulting my manhood just got me to laugh at him. Anyways, partly to spite him, I started up a female character, but stuck with starting out as a martial arts type because I didn't wanna use a weapon or magic. After the story was over, we were kinda in an extended free mode, and well, I kinda got a lot of girl-on-girl loving there which was a really nice break while going to an all-boys school."

Nabiki seemed amused by the story. "So you did have a girlfriend before Akane. Guess I know why you didn't mention it."

Ranma seemed amused by her fond memories as well. "Girlfriends. The whole adventuring group was female. They kinda amused themselves by making me a princess in the extended play. They got a lot of amusement outta that, liked to play it up a lot. Anyways, pop eventually found the game and broke it, and I kinda forgot about it."

Ranma paused and looked down at herself. "This body is kinda like back then, just changed for this perverted game world. Still I've got some experience, so I understand pretty well from just the guide stuff in my journal. For one, I don't know if there is an exit. If I defeat the final boss I can break the curse on the world, which is good if we're stuck plus it'll stop the trap from working. If there is an exit, it'll be somewhere past that point. You can't really die in this world either. Most things will just knock you out, but some of the game over type stuff will just send you back to the beginning to reincarnate as a new character. Might be better off or worse off depending on how you did, but you'd basically have to start over."

Despite the somber description Ranma was feeling a bit better after she'd had a chance to recall old memories and get her thoughts in order. Remembering the gentle yuri love-making put her much more at ease with Nabiki, allowing her to actually envision more pleasant ways to handle Nabiki's training needs. Relaxing into the pillows, she ran her finger down the front of her dress, the dress, bustier and panties dissolving in a shimmer of light as she unequipped the garments directly to her storage space.

Smiling at Nabiki just a bit, Ranma shifted to display her body as her cock slowly swelled and tilted upwards from between her thighs. Her smile gaining confidence at seeing Nabiki's look, she merely beckoned the elf towards her.

Licking her lips at the unexpected sight, Nabiki crawled over to kneel directly beside the well-built red-head, pausing as she was unsure what to do exactly. She wanted to play with that freshly revealed cock, but held herself back as she was still trying to resist her new sexual desires

Seeing Nabiki look conflicted, Ranma tugged on her leash, bringing the elf up to her for a kiss. Not putting up any initial resistance, the elf soon forgot all about resisting as hands lightly roamed her very sensitive body and the kiss felt like it was melting her brain. She lost track of time but soon realized with some disappointment that Ranma had stopped at some point.

Ranma smirked at the lusty elf as she finally opened her eyes and came back to her senses, amused that she still had it. "Ah, now that was nice." Grinning in mischief, Ranma was enjoying the chance to tease Nabiki. "Oh my, you weren't wanting more were you? After Aki-chan welcomed me back I've been feeling pretty satisfied."

Breathing heavy as the arousal was clinging hot and heavy to her body, Nabiki was frozen from the effort it was taking for her to not play with herself. Unfortunately for her peace of mind however, Ranma was just grinning at her and patiently waiting to see how she dealt with her lust. Nabiki didn't want to take that first step, either asking Ranma for sex or touching herself.

It was irrational given her situation, but she just didn't want to admit she wanted it. She wouldn't have been opposed to sex on a normal boring day if Ranma just wanted to come into her room and have a quickie. That level of libido seemed positively prudish as her pussy was hotly bubbling fluids now, the steady drip now a thick strand of honey. Distracted by the stray memory of playing with herself in her room, she didn't realize she'd started playing with herself until her hands were pulled aside.

Blushing in embarrassment, Nabiki forgot to deny her crime of passion when the red-head brought her honey coated fingers up and sucked off her juices. Instead she just whimpered quietly as her protests withered away from the surprise attack.

Finding the look on Nabiki's face more than worth it, Ranma relished the taste of nymph enhanced elven honey. "Mhmm, nice."

Her hands pushed down to her sides again, Nabiki barely noticed as the wrist and thigh bracelets of silver appeared, cuffing her hands to her sides. Distracted heavily by lust, she tried to make a mental note to ask Ranma how that kept happening. She was distracted by more immediate concerns however as Ranma put her back down on her pillow nudging her pulsing body into her proper sitting position by hand.

Satisfied with the way Nabiki looked, Ranma was all too willing to give her a chance to think it over.

A bit stunned at being left on hold, her hope that Ranma would just screw her was fading fast. All she could do was watch as the red-head walked out into the open area of the large room and stretch out a bit. Then she pulled out a big scroll and skimmed through it.

Nabiki wasn't going to admit it, but she had both a healthy sex-drive and an active imagination. She also wasn't quite bi-sexual, although she did find girls to be very attractive. They just didn't do much for her sexually because when it came down to it, she was just a bit cock obsessed.

Ranma's new form was a bit over six feet tall, having a few inches on her new elven form, but the red-head was far more solidly built. Broad hips and rounded ass, thick thighs, prominent calves, a strong back and developed shoulders gave her a very solid looking build. It certainly wasn't a manly build with those curves and the melons on her chest, but there was no thinking she was weak or delicately built.

It was the typical curvy powerful martial arts woman build Nabiki saw in so many manga, except for one little bit that got Nabiki really going. The cock bouncing between her thighs kept Nabiki from calming down in the least. It didn't look very big against Ranma's new broad womanly hips, his new female form being a fair bit bigger than even his old male form, but up close it had looked very nice.

To top it off, Ranma finished skimming her scroll and began doing some basic forms. Nabiki realized it wasn't Ranma's regular style, but got more than a little distracted watching that hot new body move. With Ranma practicing while only wearing thigh-high boots, crotchless pantyhose that looked a bit like stockings with a built in garter belt, and a set of fingerless gloves, Nabiki was starting to lose it. That plus the feminine muscle contrasted with the beautiful face, make-up, earrings and long bouncing ponytail of red-hair was getting to her fertile sexual imagination.

She'd had a number of fantasies about Ranma in both forms and a few as a futa, but this was way past those fantasies. The contrast between male and female mixed in a single form was simply over the top.

Having brushed up on her monk abilities, Ranma wanted to immediately practice them so she could be confident about what she could do.

The forgotten memories of her previous gameplay were coming back to her, particularly as her current monk abilities were almost unchanged from then. The big changes besides the shift in her body was doing it in high heels and being unable to close her hand into a fist due to her long nails. That shifted a lot of her striking techniques into kicks, leaving her hands for grabs, claw and palm strikes, plus performing special attacks.

On the technique front which was fairly important in a game world, she had all the monk abilities starting off and could instead learn new upgraded versions of them. It wouldn't be much of an advantage though as she still needed to develop her stats to make the techniques powerful.

For her combat abilities, she depended on dodging and parrying more than blocking and had a fairly powerful counter attack. Most of her combat moves had either a quick version that could be used on the move or a powerful version that typically left her open during the recovery. For actual strikes she had a palm blow that could ignore armor and blow back enemies and a claw attack that could prevent the enemy from using special attacks for a short time by disrupting their chakra.

On a more aggressive front she could slash with her arms to create wind blades fast enough to combo attack with them, or do a back-flip kick that could create a powerful shock-wave wind blade that could tear through multiple targets.

She had some other special attacks, but those three were the most frequently used from her experience, although maybe the others would turn out to be more useful here.

Her Chakra ability which could restore her own energy at the most basic level was actually one of her most used techniques. At a slightly more advanced level she could use it to heal others and restore their energy. A bit more advanced than that was the ability to use the technique to shrug off status ailments or help other people recover. She could even bring back the recently dead or KO'd.

Well it did have an offensive use as well, by focusing her chakra she could simply release the energy outwards as a shock-wave to blow away opponents, although Ranma rarely found it of use in combat except for showing off.

Her other scrolls for her magic styles were more like what starting characters would get. Just a basic understanding of that style of magic and some relatively minor spells and abilities to practice.

Not wanting to practice her magic, Ranma turned back to see if Nabiki had calmed down a bit. While it might have been handy to start learning her magic, she could just as easily work on her advanced monk abilities or pick up some new skill set to work on.

Looking at her pet elf she was pleased to see her still sitting properly, but puzzled to see that Nabiki was apparently more aroused than when she left her. Besides the flushed face, heavy breathing and half-lidded stare, there was now a thick ribbon of honey connecting her swollen pussy to the cushion below her. The top of the cushion was dark and slick with her juices, the excess flowing off the front in a slow waterfall of shifting ribbons to create a growing puddle on the floor.

Stopping short of stepping in the puddle, Ranma knelt down and dipped her fingers into the fresh flow of honey to have a taste. It was a bit richer this time, but Ranma was more curious as to why Nabiki was only silently gazing at her. "Nabiki, you okay?"

Snapping out of it a bit, Nabiki for once in her life didn't have a clue what she should say. So she didn't think, she just answered. "I'm still here."

Relieved Nabiki hadn't lost it to her libido just yet, Ranma smiled at her. "You ready to start your training?"

The elf was obviously relieved by the simple question. "Yes."

Sighing, Ranma wasn't very into the idea of training Nabiki, although remembering her previous yuri fun eased her concerns with more pleasant ways to do it. "I am Lady Ranma, of the Honorable House Saotome, Princess of the Order of Serenity."

Despite herself, Nabiki just couldn't help taking the opening. "Princess?"

Ranma simply seemed disappointed with her reaction. "Yes, that title is the only memento I have of my friends. You can leave off the Princess part though, I doubt the Holy Order of Serenity exists here."

Distracted pondering her time serving as princess to an order of sexually playful female knights, Ranma turned her attention back to Nabiki. "You are a sex-slave named Nabiki that is lucky enough to be trained by a noble. When someone asks whom you belong to, what will you say?"

Troubled by seeing an honestly somber Ranma, Nabiki had a little trouble thinking of the answer through the haze of her arousal. "Uh, I'm Nabiki, and I belong to... Lady Saotome?"

The answer was not as elegant as Ranma was hoping, but the tone was good and Nabiki was having obvious attention problems. "Close enough for now. Now when talking to me, I'm your Mistress, so say 'Yes Mistress'."

That was simple enough for Nabiki to find it easy to follow. "Yes Mistress."

Smiling a bit now, Ranma was happy things were moving along. "Very good. I'll give you a little reward now."

Nabiki at that point was very simply thinking of Ranma's cock. Preferably in her pussy, but she would have sucked it down without question if it came near her face. What she got was Ranma pulling her pillow forward and then her hips upwards until her shoulders were laying on the pillow with her hips up in the air, her honey now dripping onto her tummy.

Her high-heel shod feet daintily waving over the red-head's shoulders, her Mistress proceeded to lick her oozing honey-pot much like a bear going for a snack. With her clit swollen a bright rosy-pink from being engorged to the size of her thumb-tip, she came quickly and often, approximately once every five gasps of pleasure.

Rational intellectual Nabiki would have expected this after Ranma explained about her lesbian girlfriends during her stint as game-world princess. Snobby intellectual Nabiki was the side of her that kept in control and didn't indulge in sex, because that would mean admitting she might have needs and desires others could exploit.

Intellectual Nabiki had passed out from a nose-bleed some time ago and slutty Nabiki was doing her best to keep up since she didn't get to talk with people much. Last time she'd talked to actual people had been when she called Ranma-chan cute and later that night not-fun-Nabiki had locked her down in a deep hole out of shame.

Slutty-Nabiki still wanted cock, but getting her honey-pot devoured was way better than she'd have imagined. Calling Ranma-chan cute wasn't the mistake, pawning the part-time hunk off to her little sister was the mistake, what a waste!

After a good ten or so minutes of licking, Ranma had her fill of honey. She had been aware of game-world sex being different from real-world, but this place obviously took it to an extreme. For one a girl could leak honey or lactate milk near constantly without needing water or fluids, so Nabiki would continue to flow relative to her arousal until she was satisfied.

There were other effects, mostly related to the absence of bathrooms in these games because no one needed them. This game took that a step further by making the ass basically another pussy, ending in a pouch somewhere between womb and stomach in function.

Likewise no one could starve, although hunger existed, food was primarily to power what amounted to HP and MP regeneration. Since players only needed a token amount of food, Nabiki's honey was starting to fill Ranma up. Being full meant being unable to down a potion or other restorative item. More to the point, while Nabiki's honey didn't have the strong effects of nymph honey, it was causing Ranma to have her own sexual needs demand attention.

Setting Nabiki's hips down, Ranma was pleased by the simple contented smile on the elf's face.

Allowing Nabiki a moment to recover, Ranma glanced down at her own erection in annoyance, the tip lazily dribbling cum now. Obviously she could take care of that problem using Nabiki, but she'd resolved to train the elf without simply screwing her. That left either getting Nabiki horny enough that she'd demand sex, or the nicer but riskier option of asking and seeing if Nabiki obeyed willingly. The risk however was that if Nabiki refused, it would set back their progress.

The trick to training Nabiki without using force or threat of punishment was to patiently work on her obedience. That meant ignoring her own sexual needs, but that bothered Ranma little as she didn't want to simply give into those desires.

Seeing the elf come around with a glowing smile, Ranma tried to gently ease her into the training while things were going well. "Did you enjoy your reward?"

Blushing a bit the elf pulled herself together as she looked towards the red-head. "Yes Mistress."

Considering the bound elf, Ranma thought of a little test. "Can you kneel properly on your pillow?"

Nabiki didn't answer, realizing it was a question of if she could do it. With her hands cuffed it was a bit tricky, but by rolling over onto her belly she managed to get to her knees. Once upright she had little trouble kneeling on her pillow in her proper posture. "Yes Mistress."

Standing in front of Nabiki, Ranma considered seeing if the elf was ready to be un-cuffed when she noticed the way the still dripping elf had focused on the cock bobbing in front of her face. Seeing the way Nabiki was opening her mouth and swallowing heavily, Ranma thrust her hips forward just a bit closer.

After a moment of breathing hotly on the now twitching cock, Nabiki had enough of smelling that delicious treat. Leaning forward a bit, she wrapped her lips around the head, swirling her tongue to savor the flavor. Starting to really get into the action, she was surprised as it pulled free from her lips with a wet pop.

A little surprised by the eager oral action, Ranma wondered what to do. So far she'd been running on her experience as a lesbian princess, so how to handle a blowjob was out of her depth. It was pretty clear to her bound the way she was, Nabiki was doing about all she could for her part in sucking.

Experimentally Ranma put her hands on Nabiki's head, gently pushing forward with her hips to see what happened when she pushed further past her lips. The elf seemed mildly surprised, but relaxed into it. Watching for Nabiki to have a problem like gagging or choking, the red-head carefully pushed a bit further with each thrust.

It was a first time for Nabiki and despite her enthusiasm to try, going straight to deep throat in the first minutes with a bound girl would usually cause some problem. Luckily for the elf she was in a hentai game world, so instead of gagging she started moaning at Ranma started bumping into the clitoris like sensitive bits at the back of her mouth.

Ranma realized something odd was going on when she was entirely past Nabiki's lips, the elf still breathing through her nose despite having her throat bulging ever so slightly from being stuffed with cock.

Not every girl would enjoy oral so much, but it was one of the joys of having fallen prey to a nymph that had helped degrade Nabiki to a sex-slave. Nymphs reproduced by getting a guy to fill their wombs with seed, fertilizing their little pearl sized eggs. Then the nymph would make out with a woman until she could rub labia with the woman and use her vaginal control to suction the other woman's love canal in a special type of kiss. When their wombs finally touched from the suction she would then squirt all of her eggs into her victim's womb.

It was later the impregnated woman would learn why lesbians hated nymphs as the affected woman would have a craving for cum shot deep into her womb. The pearls inside required a steady supply of male seed to grow until the pregnant woman could give birth to little fairy sized gel creatures in water about a week later. During that time the woman would also have a taste for cum that would drive her to fill her belly with it as well to make her body healthier as a nymph mother.

Nabiki was under the affects of pure Nymph Honey, her backstory making her the victim of elf politics. That gave her a honey pot that easily over-flowed and a taste for cum strong enough to drive her distraction. The nymph magic made her cock-hungry to the point where the earlier lesbian sex had just taken off the edge without satisfying her in the least.

Having a cock filling her throat more than made up for it, and not for the sensation of having the pleasure bits of her throat tickled. It was was the smell and taste of it, heady to the point of making her dizzy like smelling coffee and chocolate on a miserable morning.

In some ways Nabiki was lucky to be in her position. After years of fantasizing about it, she was having a first time that would have been impossible with her human form. She'd known on some level actually sucking a cock and tasting cum wouldn't be that pleasant, but with her nymph enhanced elf body she could not only orgasm from it, but she'd just replaced her chocolate and coffee addiction with a new taste craving.

A bit curious Ranma pulled her hips back, pulling out of Nabiki's mouth entirely. She had her answer by the way the elf kept her mouth open. Starting over from the beginning just to make sure Nabiki really was willing and able to take it all the way, she pushed just the tip past the elf's lips. In response the short haired girl closed her lips around the shaft and resumed sucking and swirling her tongue around the tip.

Trying something a bit different, Ranma grabbed her head just behind her pointy ears and pushed her cock down her throat in one long smooth motion, left it there for a heartbeat, then withdrew it just a bit quicker until just the tip remained inside those lips. Getting nothing but a hearty moan in response, the red-head decided to try that out, pushing in with long deep strokes punctuated by deep moans.

Ranma herself wasn't completely clear of sexual mods starting off either, Akihabara-no-kami having been fairly enthusiastic in blessing one of her favorite champions. The blessing gave Ranma some control over her cock, the organ having a variety of sizes instead of just soft or erect. Right now she was trying to keep it at about ten inches long, but it could swell larger as her control slipped.

Besides controlling when she came, the quality and amount had been enhanced to satisfy Nabiki. Volume-wise it would be enough to fill a mug and provide a satisfying meal for a girl like Nabiki. Quality wise it was a thick white cream that even normal girls would find tasty and provided game-nutrition similar to a hearty soup. As a final perk she could channel certain special abilities, although at the moment her cum would merely carry the healing effects of her Chakra ability.

Pulling back to just within Nabiki's lips in case the elf girl wasn't ready to swallow, Ranma's dribble of cum pulsed into thick gushes of the hot fluid. Her concerns for Nabiki seemed unfounded again as the elf had no problem at all as it simply slid down her throat to warm her belly.

Letting her orgasm finish Ranma was pleased as Nabiki patiently licked her cock clean. After a moment though it simply became clear the elf intended to keep going, causing Ranma to pull her cock out with some amusement before tucking it back to stay in her freshly created panties. After that she settled her breasts into her bustier as it appeared from storage space before bringing back her dress and straightening the silk garment out.

Considering Nabiki, she dismissed the chains between the elf's wrist and thigh bracelets, freeing her hands. Part of the sex-slave gift set she'd gotten from Aki-chan that she was keeping in Nabiki's storage space was an entire set of silver slave-bracelets complete with ten feet of chain she could divide and recombine as she pleased between bracelets. Finishing out the set she summoned in the ankle bracelets, merely for decoration for now.

Coming down from her oral orgasm, Nabiki was mildly curious to find her hands free. It took her a moment to think of what to do with them, comfortably resting them on her thighs. Curiously she worked her jaw a bit, surprised it wasn't sore and idly scooping a bit of cum that had dribbled out back to her lips.

Sighing happily at the taste, she didn't know quite how to place it. It was a bit thicker than a rich melted vanilla ice cream and wasn't just sweet or fatty but salty and savory too. There was some sort of heady element to it as well, like the feel good flavor of chocolate and the bright punch of coffee, except the feel good part was turned up to blissful levels.

Glancing over at Ranma, she was a bit disappointed to find her mistress dressed.

With a flick of her wrist Ranma was dangling Nabiki's dress before the kneeling elf. "Here, get dressed."

It was the first time Nabiki got a good look at her dress, although looking at it, clearly it was just a satin chemise, something that would make for naughty lingerie with a cute pair of panties. It even had a break away design to it as the strap that went behind her neck was secured by a single button. Slipping the loose garment on was like putting on a tank top, the loose skirt easily slipping into place. It just took her a moment to adjust the loose pouch of satin cupping each breast, the pleated loose cups being able to expand to contain breasts a bit past basketball sized.

The silver chain of her leash was back again, although her mistress was curiously looking her over instead of tugging on the leash. "Mhmm, try rubbing that honey in like lotion."

Glancing down at where her mistress was pointing, Nabiki bent over to get a look at her legs. She'd forgotten about the thick lubricant still dribbling from her honey pot like a syrup squeeze bottle. The inside of her legs from thigh to ankle were shiny with the stuff in an uneven pattern, making her dripping problem obvious. Rubbing it in with her hands actually felt pretty good, and with her entire leg turning shiny she certainly looked a lot better.

She'd worried about not having enough for an even coat of her legs, but as she was still leaking more she instead came up with an extra palm full of the thick liquid. Bringing it to her face to sniff curiously she was surprised it really was like honey and the rich fragrant oils she used when sunbathing. That she was apparently constantly leaking the stuff like a spilled syrup squeeze bottle caused her a bit of concern. "Ah, Mistress? Will I be okay leaking like this?"

Looking at Nabiki herself, Ranma noted the girl didn't have a journal. "How much do you know about your elf self?"

Idly rubbing her excess fluid into her breasts, Nabiki tried to recall what she'd read during her railroad ride through character creation. "Something about how a nymph made me stupid and horny."

Nodding, Ranma considered Nabiki was looking nicer with an even sheen. "May as well do your arms too. Anyways, I guess I can explain the stuff to you. Don't get too upset about the stupid thing, it just means you don't know anything about the game world."

Idly rubbing her inner thighs to collect a bit more honey, Nabiki oiled up her arms, enjoying the sleek look and pleasant smell. "Can we get some sun? I love the feeling of sun on my skin like this."

Considering the idea for a moment, sun and fresh air were sounding nice to Ranma as well. Leading the elf towards the portal out, Ranma warned her as they walked. "Sure, fresh air sounds good. For now though, just make sure to stay quiet and listen to me if something is happening."

Grinning in amusement at the gentle concern, Nabiki finally relaxing a bit to have some fun. "As my Mistress wishes."

Stepping through the portal, the pair found themselves standing in a round stone gazebo in the middle of a hilly grassland. The sudden transition to atmosphere from the formless space was bracing as suddenly there was a breeze and a slight moist chill to the air of possible rain. The sky was a bright gray with fuzzy dark on light clouds with shafts of sunlight shining through. Not the warm sunny weather Nabiki had hoped for, but it wasn't raining or night time and as a Tokyo gal she could deal with cool and moist.

Ranma for her part surveyed the surroundings, looking for potential encounters to avoid. It looked like they were in the rural area in between towns on the large human controlled island. Not seeing any immediate dangers she scanned the fields, finding a smooth rock outcrop the size of a small house that looked like a good place. Leading Nabiki through the grassy trail, Ranma kept an eye out for surprises. "First thing Nabiki, in the lobby area we were in time goes six times faster. Now that we're here, time goes six times faster again, so every two hours back in Nerima is three days here."

Nabiki did the math, coming up with a year here being about ten days back home. "Well that's good, we won't miss too much back home when we get back."

Ranma wasn't as upbeat about it. "I don't know if we'll be going back. My worry though was I left Kasumi charge of keeping people from playing with the laptop. If I'm lucky I'll get a month or two here to make some progress before anyone comes over and messes things up, but I should at least get a week to make some progress."

The red-head moved on with her beginner lessons for Nabiki to get their minds off the possibility of not making it home. "Anyways, about the stuff here, first of all, you won't go to the bathroom. There are status effects that can make you queasy or gassy or unable to swallow a potion, but they're just status effects. You can get thirsty and hungry, but you won't starve, hunger just means you get tired easier and don't recover energy. Your favorite meal is cum, plus fruit and deserts, and you can't eat meat."

Nabiki recalled something about a cum addiction and her mistress blowing a tasty load on her tongue not too long ago. It reminded her of one of her more perverse fantasies actually. She might have been angry on principles, but it had been a very pleasant experience. Like being told she'd go naked all the time and then finding out she was staying at a tropical nudist resort staffed with hunks and everything was free. "Really? So you're going to feed me so I don't go hungry?"

Ranma blushed uncomfortably much to Nabiki's amusement. "I guess." Shaking her head, the martial arts mistress got her mind back on track. "Anyways, to answer your original question, the amount of honey you leak and how much I cum are game stats. Not sure on the details, but you'll probably leak like that all the time. The guide actually mentioned if you need water to cross a desert, take a girl with big breasts that makes lots of milk, so kinda like that."

Pondering being so wet as her normal state, Nabiki put it out of her mind as her mistress helped her climb up to the top of the wide rock shelf in her high heels. Walking through grass and now over boulders it was a little annoying to realize Ranma could walk better in high heels than her. Once up top though they had a good view of the surroundings, taking a moment to take it all in. "So what about me being a sex-slave?"

Pondering it herself since she was the one in charge of the training, it might help to get her thoughts in order. "Well, really it's more you're a slave with a speciality in sex instead of say manual labor. There's some training to get you acting proper and when that's done you actually go up to servant class. I'll still own you, but it's a big diff, like right now if you go into town you'd better be on a leash and behaving or bad stuff happens. As a servant though I could actually send you across town to buy something from a shop and come back. Kinda hard for me to put in words, I kinda need to go into town and see the stuff the guide mentioned."

Shaking her head, Ranma got her mind off the unpleasantness of the slave training. "Besides your social status though, upping your rank that way improves our bond. Kinda like one of those tactical RPG games where you have to recruit new characters, your sex-slave status is like our personal bond and your training to be say a warrior is actual combat strength. Having a strong bond is sorta important, otherwise I'd ignore the whole sex-slave bit as much as I could."

The shiny elf knew Ranma well enough to pick up on her mood. "You're more bothered by training me to be your eager sex-slave than me."

Frowning in thought, Ranma crossed her arms under her breasts. "Yeah, well there's a lot about this bothering me... but I guess I should try and enjoy it. One of the big secrets of actually being in the game is ya gotta do something you can actually like. We're not tapping a button and watching something happen on a screen here, so tedious unpleasant boring stuff will kill your drive to keep going real fast, and that's a problem when you can't just save and quit. You wanna make me feel better about training you, that'd help a lot."

Not the first time she'd noticed the shift in Ranma's speech and behavior, this was the most she'd seen the red-haired woman act like Ranma. "Right, I get it. So what kind of useful things can I do?"

Sighing the red-head took a couple of deep breaths. "That's up to you. Combat wise there's all the typical options, so you'll start off with basics but you could aim for whatever suits ya. There's also the simple option that you could probably screw most things into passing out here, that's probably your most easy combat option but dunno what the downside is. There's also the support type stuff, courier, work a job in town to make money, work at someplace I own, making potions, stuff like that. Just gotta find something you'd like to do, that you can do and that helps out."

Nabiki blinked at all that information, confirming that Ranma definitely knew what was going on compared to her. "Well I'd like to work on my combat skills. Support seems natural enough that I'll figure out what suites me and the only one I want screwing me is my Mistress."

Ranma whipped out her fan and posed before coyly fanning herself. "Well, the easiest way to figure out what to do is form a picture in your mind. The limitation on skills here is by equipment, so if you picture the gear and outfit the style of combat comes naturally."

Face scrunching up cutely in concentration, Nabiki was drawing a bit of a blank as she kept having doubts about what would and wouldn't work. "Uhm, about all I get is I'd like a sword... I think. Pretty sure heavy armor and slow is no good though."

Snapping her fan back into the closed position, Ranma briefly held it like a sword hilt. "That's easy enough. We get you a practice sword, you practice and we see what happens."

While not the warm sunbathing Nabiki had hoping for, the cool breeze and serenity of nature was refreshing after the formless character creation and bland waiting room she'd been in so far.

Seeing Ranma turn suddenly brought to mind the bad side of being in the game world, and that was the simple fact they were pretty much crawling with dangers. Being an elven sex-slave in a perverted game world, she expected big manly men or monstrous beastly men or something along those lines with the intent on de-virgnizing her and Ranma with extreme enthusiasm.

What she saw was a short-blue-haired cat-girl that reminded her of Akane in build, except for having prominent curvy hips and a nice butt. The curvy rear was hard to miss as the cat-girl was walking on her hands and feet, butt up in the air much like Ranma did in nekoken mode. The girl was also mostly nude except for flat black stockings, blue ankle boots, blue and white gloves and the remains of what might have been a black sports bra.

Also like nekoken Ranma she had an odd look in her eyes and was making cat-like noises to go along with her cat-like walk as she crouched down knees spread wide to gaze intently at Ranma.

The red-head in turn considered the cat-girl carefully before seeming to realize something. Crouching down she beckoned to the cat-girl. "Hello, you're Ami, right?"

Perking up at the name, the cat-girl crawled closer, sniffing as she got close to Ranma until she was pushing the silk skirt into the red-head's crotch with her nose.

Ranma in turned sighed gently and petted the girl on the head while gently pushing her back. "Okay, I get it. Just wait a moment."

To Nabiki's surprise Ranma sat down on her rear, flipped up the front flap of her skirt and pulled her panties down briefly to fish out her cock, much to the cat-girl's delight. Hearing the happy cat-girl mewl in between helping lick the red-head to erection, the elf decided to just go ahead and ask. "Uhm, what's going on?"

Partially to reassure herself that she was doing the right thing, Ranma gently explained so she didn't spook the cat-girl. "She's on my list of players trapped here that I should save and recruit. Apparently she's in Heat, a status that makes her girl parts hot and itchy unless she gets cum."

Nabiki blinked first at the realization that the cat-girl was a player, someone trapped in this world like herself and Ranma. Second Heat sounded like a very unpleasant thing and was probably what was driving the girl out of her little kitty mind. Nabiki sort of knew the feeling herself, so she could sympathize.

By then Ranma was coaxing the cat-girl forward, hands on her shoulders, breast-to-breast as she gently pushed down on the cat-girl's hips until she'd guided her into sitting on her cock. The girl was apparently out of it enough she couldn't move well in the strange position, but once the cock was in her very warm pussy that little inconvenience was forgotten in the face of enthusiasm. Even if she was unnaturally upright instead of on all fours, the motion of rocking her hips back and forth translated well with Ranma holding her upright.

Once the mechanics were out of the way, Ranma closed her eyes to try and concentrate a bit. The sexual techniques were a bit new to her, but not too unlike her monk techniques. With some effort she was able to push her cock towards cumming heavily, the organ twitching in preparation to fire until it was giving the cat-girl a small squirt of cum with every stroke.

Getting her soothing cream filling even in small doses worked wonders for the cat-girl, now getting vocal and singing cute 'nyaa' cat-girl moans in time with motion of her hips.

Not too long afterwards, Ranma blew her load in the cat-girl after her brief charging period of only a few minutes. The thick geyser was enough to push into the cat-girl's womb, ensuring there would be enough left afterwards to satisfy the cat-girl for a while.

Getting the relief she needed the cat-girl sagged into the gentle embrace, pillowing her face into the red-head's silk clad breasts. "That feel better?"

Nuzzling happily into the soft mounds under her chin, the cat-girl gave a lazy reply. "Mhmm, that felt wonderful."

Apparently surprised by her own words the cat-girl pulled back and clapped her hands to her mouth. "I spoke. I can talk again." Blinking the cat-girl looked at Ranma now moving and acting like a human, although a bit sluggish from the post-coital glow. "You called me Ami. Do I know you?"

Aware she had her cock buried all the way into the girl and they were just now getting to know each other, Ranma was curious how this would work out. "You're on my recruit list of players that got trapped in here and I should rescue. Did I do the right thing to deal with your Heat?"

Blushing the cat-girl looked down and seemed to consider the fact they were a hip-thrust away from resuming sex. "I guess. My head still feels fuzzy. Players... right, this is some sort of video game place. I'm supposed to be an Alchemical Gunner, but the big revolver was too scary to shoot, then... I can't remember. I think I've been wandering this place in a haze for days, maybe weeks."

Sighing with the effort, the cat-girl rested her head on Ranma's chest again.

Look at Nabiki and considering the situation, Ranma dismissed the silver chain working as her leash. With Nabiki free, Ranma used both of her hands to hold the cat-girl to her chest by her rear, allowing the martial artist to stand while carrying her.

Nabiki cast a curious glance at the sleeping cat-girl being carried by Ranma with the two still joined at the hips. In some ways it seemed totally unlike Ranma to have sex with a cat-girl, and yet there was the familiar hero rescuing the girl, except this girl wasn't accusing her rescuer of being a pervert. "So her name is Ami? That isn't some bizarro version of Akane?"

Walking slowly to town so as not to wake the sleeping cat-girl, Ranma kept her voice low. "Nope, she's Ami. I dunno why, but someone trapped the program to trap her and others in this world. That's why it automatically throws you in kinda randomly and all the exits and safeguards are disabled."

That explained a fair bit about why she was here to Nabiki. "So, what about this calling you Mistress thing and leading me on a leash?"

Sighing, Ranma was hoping they'd get past the sex-slave thing by now. "Well it's just what you're supposed to call me. It's kinda important you act properly, or you'll never make progress. It kinda reminds me to act my part too, but that sorta thing is only important in town around people."

Frowning in thought, Nabiki was trying to figure it out. "So, I level up as a sex-slave or something?"

Ranma considered it as it was something she was thinking about. "Yeah, but the way you level in this so to speak is by doing stuff. Say you wanna sword fight, you'll wanna start off learning to swing the sword and move, sort of like learning the controls. Then you can do a little training practice that will actually improve your skill and strength. That kinda training only goes so far though, so you really gotta go out and fight something using a sword."

Thinking about the game mechanics of being a sex-slave wasn't thrilling Nabiki and she realized it wasn't thrilling Ranma. With that in mind, she thought of something useful to do about her training. "Well I'll leave that stuff to you. Since I'm stuck with the sex-slave thing though, how about we have some fun with it?"

It was a slightly confusing idea to Ranma as she was just trying to get done with it with the least fuss and bother. In her mind training Nabiki was first to the keep her out of trouble and relatively safe and second the possibility that Nabiki might turn into a useful party member. "Fun how?"

Nabiki had to stare at Ranma at that point, obviously the mistress should have been having more fun than the slave-girl. Well, disregarding that Ranma was normally a boy and didn't like doing anything remotely like a girl where others could cause a fuss about it. Well that was a whole can of worms, but wasn't having a eager elf sex-slave an obvious thing? Perhaps not considering they'd had a rocky personal relationship so far and she knew Ranma was shy about doing anything wrong by a girl.

Okay, maybe it was complicated, but that didn't mean Nabiki couldn't simplify things. She knew what she liked, but she could avoid saying it by being an oh-so-willing sex-slave. Ranma was the type to worry too much, so she just needed to relax and enjoy it so Ranma would relax and enjoy her. "Lots of fun my dear Mistress. Now that I know what's going on, I can relax and enjoy it. Speaking of which what's a sex-slave gotta do to get some cock in her?"

Curiously Ranma considered the elf to see if she was serious. "Well, as long as you behave I don't mind."

The lack of interest in screwing her was a big worry for Nabiki. Definitely time to get in the mood so she could get Ranma in the mood, cause if she didn't get any she'd probably be insane with lust like the cat-girl before long. She'd originally thought that Ranma cuffing her wrists was to frustrate her, but she had a sneaking suspicion Ranma knew something she didn't and playing with herself would just drive her crazy.

She'd just have to wait for a chance to show her stuff, getting into the mood by practicing her sexy strut in high heels. It wasn't hard to feel sexy either, she had a fantastic body as an elf and could barely feel her little satin dress against her skin.

Finally close enough to the stone wall surrounding the town to make out people, Ranma stopped and knelt down, pulling her cock out of the cat-girl. Then she did the little wrist-flick trick, popping a blue leather collar into view before gently collaring the girl. Ami seemed to be sound asleep, Ranma picking her back up once the unnecessary seeming leash was attached to the collar, cradling the cat-girl to her chest. "Nabiki, could you clean me up?"

Since she didn't think Ranma wanted a blowjob right now, Nabiki took the chance to get a close look while she bent down to lick and suck the cock clean. Like most of the fictional futa artwork Nabiki had seen Ranma lacked balls, the cock seemingly sprouting from right above her pussy. The bottom was actually far enough down to split the top of the labia, taking up the location where the clitoris normally sat. Instead just below where a girl normally had her uretha were what looked like two clits, the bumps of pink flesh side by side under the base of the cock. "Clean enough Mistress?"

Shifting Ami to free up a hand, Ranma awkwardly tucked her cock into her panties, the hard organ softening until it could hide tucked back against her slit. Ranma was a bit surprised at the elf's action, having expected her to wipe it clean with her skirt since she didn't have a cleaning cloth. Assuming that was the issue, Ranma tried to remember to see about getting Nabiki a maid outfit.

Her outfit in order, Ranma reattached the silver leash to Nabiki's collar. "Alright Nabiki, just stay quite and well behaved until we get to the house."

Blinking as she wanted to ask what house, Nabiki decided to keep quiet as ordered. Ranma seemed to accept her silence as an answer, resuming her walk back to town.

Approaching the large gate in the stone wall, Nabiki was noticing that the light grayish stone seemed to be used for everything like a typical fantasy game world. Ranma however seemed to note the two dog guys standings guard along with the two more typical human guards. "Take note of the dog guys Nabiki. See how many you spot and think about how likely you can escape town without them spotting you."

Nabiki found the thing about the dogs even more curious. Ranma went by the guards without an encounter, walking down the streets with purpose as if she knew where she was going.

As for herself, Nabiki looked around, noting there were a variety of shops and places that made it look more like a real town. Stores and homes and other buildings, not quite laid out like back home, but it seemed like a place where people lived. That was further backed up by seeing people chatting and walking places much like her mistress.

The people looked fairly well dressed and as she was beginning to notice, humans. The clearly not-human ones like herself were going around wearing collars and other markings of at least being servants if not sex-slaves like herself.

Also like Ranma had told her, she noticed the wagging dog tails, mostly on dog guys, a fair number of dog herms and a few dog girls. Some seemed to just have the tail and ears and wear clothes, but they seemed to be indoor pets, whereas the fur covered ones seemed to be the outdoor type and what she saw the most of along the streets. Stealth wise it didn't seem good, the area wasn't thick with dogs, but there was one watching almost every stretch of road.

Not too long into the nice looking town Ranma lead them into a large building, then up a flight of stairs. Then opening a door, Nabiki found herself in what looked like a western looking sitting room from the time around when the phone and electric lights were invented. Then just like that her leash was gone, Ranma glancing into the two rooms leading off of the large main room. "Alright Nabiki, you can relax here, just don't go outside unless you're on your leash."

Curious, Nabiki decided to check the obvious way. "So I can speak now?" Getting a nod, Nabiki continued. "So what's up with the leashes and the dogs and not speaking?"

Ranma went into the bedroom and laid Ami on the foot of the bed, securing the cat-girl's leash to the nearest bedpost. Slipping quietly back into the main room with Nabiki, Ranma took a seat in a chair before speaking. "Well that's that thing I needed to see for myself, 'cause I thought I read it wrong in the guide. Basically if you went out without your leash, tried to escape, or Ami came into town unclaimed, the dogs would grab and screw the girl into submission. If you gave up you'd just get returned to me, but if you fought back, well apparently if you wind up at the pound too often you can turn into a dog-girl."

The happy blank smiles of the dog furries as they glanced at her going past, their pink cocks making the herms stand out easily suddenly made sense as something to notice. "Right, don't go out without a leash." Looking at the seating arrangement of a few chairs surrounding a central area of cushions and a low table, Nabiki gave the other chairs a curious look before kneeling on a pillow in front of Ranma.

Ranma seemed to be checking the place out instead of relaxing, making a note to check the wardrobes and such to see if there was a maid outfit for Nabiki. "Right, if you graduate to servant class, that's like getting a pass to go out by yourself to run errands for me. I guess this is why I'm supposed to have an assistant as a slave-trainer so I don't have to walk the girl everywhere."

Settling into her kneeling position, Nabiki found keeping her hands on her thighs helped her resist playing with herself. "So are you going to get an assistant?"

Ranma seemed mildly surprised by the question. "I just thought I'd use you once you're done with your training. Seems like the highest ranking slave gets the job."

That seemed to be the end of Ranma's patience, the red-headed woman getting up and looking around in more detail. The main room was mostly set up as a seating area, but there was a small kitchen in the back corner with a dining area beside it for more formal seating.

When Ranma went into the other room besides the bedroom, Nabiki finally decided to follow. Once inside she found Ranma grabbing books from a library shelf, taking her selections over to the reading chair by the window. Closing the door behind her, Nabiki looked around the study, finding a single pillow inside by the reading chair. With Ranma taking the reading chair, Nabiki knelt on the pillow beside her, trying to remain available.

It didn't take Nabiki more than a glance to realize she wouldn't be reading any of the books on the shelves. She had seen the lack of modern entertainments available and not being able to read buried her last option for occupying herself. With Ranma skimming intently through the books, the elf was finally feeling a bit too temptingly warm between the legs. "Ah, mistress, what happens if I touch myself?"

Considering Nabiki, Ranma paused and put her book down, giving the elf her full attention. "You feeling the need to have an orgasm?"

Despite the situation Nabiki wasn't used to acknowledging her sex drive, causing her a bit of reluctance. "My pussy... it's getting this warm tingle that's making me really really want to touch it."

Ranma seemed even more hesitant to discuss the issue. "Well I don't think it'll help you, just make it worse. I was curious why licking you didn't satisfy you, so I did a bit of studying since then about your nymph condition."

That gave the elf a bit more willpower not to play with herself. "What about it?"

Her mistress seemed to consider how to answer her for a moment. "Open your mouth wide."

Blinking, Nabiki obeyed, opening her mouth and letting Ranma see her tongue. Whatever it was seemed to satisfy Ranma, causing the red-head to get up. "Come on Nabiki, there should be a mirror in my room."

Closing her mouth and getting up, Nabiki followed her mistress through the main room to the one large bedroom in the townhouse. Ranma paused to check on the still sleeping cat-girl before opening a door to the walk-in-closet. Opening another door Ranma passed through the large closet into a large bathroom finding a wall mounted mirror. "There, look inside your mouth."

Curious Nabiki noticed her lips were a shiny pink, fairly thick and swollen looking and her mouth seemed to pout into a little o naturally. Opening her mouth stretched her lips wide and thin, letting her see lots of pink inside her mouth. It was quite obvious she had no teeth, although there were soft pink parts where her molars should have been that let her mouth close naturally like she still had teeth. Exploring with her soft pink tongue, she wasn't quite sure what to make of the other soft pink bits in her mouth, but it seemed like her mouth was made for epic cock-sucking now. "Huh, cool."

Ranma blinked and stared at her in mild disbelief. "You're not upset?"

Glancing at Ranma Nabiki closed her mouth and smirked at the red-head, noticing in the mirror she could at least smirk despite her swollen lips. "Heh, I'd damn well better get to enjoy the sex-slave part of being an elf sex-slave. That time before where my hands were cuffed and you fucked my face, that was awesome. I did hear you right about how I could just live off of swallowing your cum, right? Like I'm gonna get it several times a day?"

Ranma was pretty sure she knew that eager look on Nabiki's face, but what she was greedily looking forward to made little sense. "Ah, yeah, it's the best type of food for you, and it would cut down on expenses, but that's kinda..."

Grinning, Nabiki knew this was her chance to have a say in things before she was obediently kneeling on a pillow again waiting for more sex. "Look, it's a guilty pleasure of mine okay? This is the kind of stuff I couldn't afford to indulge in back in Nerima, but not only that, belonging to someone I can trust makes it okay for me to enjoy it. So relax and just screw me already, often and hard, then move on to the kinky stuff."

Trying to wrap her head around what Nabiki was wanting, Ranma bought herself some time by pointing out the reason she hunted down a mirror. "Well, back to why we're here, this place is a game world with two perverted mods to change it like this. One is the whole slave-training thing, and the other added a big transformation thing to it. Basically though, your starting transformation isn't finished, if we have sex your girl parts will finish changing and you'll basically want sex several times a day."

Nabiki resisted her urge to roll her eyes in frustration. "I already want sex several times a day. I want sex right now! So what's the bad part?"

Ranma seemed a bit confused herself, wondering if she was making too big deal out of it. "Well, that was the downside, the good part is being able to stretch and take bigger ones without getting hurt. The guide used lactation as an example, like if you started with big breasts needing milking and could make a gallon of milk, if you held off getting milked for a week they'd return to normal, but if you milked them a lot they'd get bigger and make even more milk."

Nabiki put her hands to her face in overdone mock horror. "Oh no, it's almost like I've been sucked into some perverted game with a sexy elf-babe body as your eager sex-slave."

Giving up on trying to save Nabiki from being a sex-slave, Ranma put her mind back to the big picture of building her resources to win the adventure part of things. In that grand scheme of things, she wanted to minimize Nabiki being a problem and maximize Nabiki's ability to help the cause, either through support or being a party member. "So, you basically want me to do all the sex-slave training with you not just to graduate up to being a servant, but because you like it?"

Nabiki hefted her lovely breasts for emphasis, pushing her cleavage up. "Bingo, now what's a sex-slave gotta do to get screwed around here?"

Sighing, Ranma turned and walked back to the walk in closet, the short hallway having wardrobes on one side and a dressing bench and make-up table on the other side.

Nabiki however was looking forward to what came next because her dress had once again vanished.

Ranma was trying her best to do the right thing, and in her mind the sexual elements of the game world were something she was trying to ignore so far. On the plus side she knew she'd have to work on her slave trainer skills to form an adventuring group since it seemed likely all her recruits would be sex-slaves. It was also something good to have experience in since the majority of the status ailments of this world were sexual transformations and enhancements, plus some things would be better dealt with through sex instead of combat.

On the downside, while there were positive transformations and sexual encounters, most were a definite disadvantage, at least to Ranma's view. Also getting too involved with the sex part meant taking time away from combat training and preparation, and this was one of those places where she'd need to have supplies to go adventuring.

The deciding factor was that Ranma wanted to stay home to wait for Ami to wake up. The poor cat-girl likely hadn't slept for days due to her heat and she wanted to be there for her when she came around to explain why she was collared.

So since she was in the house, she could either read what was in the library which was more detailed than the summaries in her journal, or she could train her mistress skills now and combat after Ami woke up.

Ranma was almost tempted to return to the study, but she was already at her reading and preparation limit and getting some action was just what she wanted.

So she stripped in her dressing area, unequipping most of her clothing to her storage space. Her wardrobes didn't have much clothing stored within, but at least she had some to choose from without requiring a shopping trip. Her selection of garments though was in just the one color scheme, mainly black with a bright sky blue for lingerie and white with blue for her dresses

Keeping just the crotchless pantyhose that looked like stockings on, she withdrew a pair of blue stiletto pumps from the wardrobe along with a shiny blue satin corset with optional cups for her breasts and matching blue satin panties. Now suitably undressed for the sort of bedroom games a princess plays with her adoring servants, she turned to her vanity, selecting a few bracelets and bits of jewelry to complete the image and make up for her lack of gloves.

More than the outfit though was the mood, and her experiences since getting cursed and arriving in Nerima weren't helping her.

Closing her eyes she tried to recall her previous game experience, starting as a female martial artist. Then meeting a girl trying to become more courageous by playing a knight, but tended to run screaming from fights. After encouraging her, she stood back a bit letting the girl take the front-lines more and more as she gained confidence.

It was an evolution of that shift that led the knight to treating her like a princess, giving Ranma a new pleasant experience in turn.

Sighing slowly to center herself, Ranma felt like she was in the mood to deal with her body sexually again.

Nabiki tended to think of mistresses along the lines of wearing their sexy little leather outfits and maybe wielding a riding crop or some other disciplinary toy.

Ranma came back to the bathroom wearing little more than a satin corset and silky stockings and demurely wielding a fan. It wasn't the sort of outfit Nabiki thought could work, but Ranma came back with the attitude to make it work, calmly gazing at the nude elf.

After a moment the statuesque red-head snapped her fan closed and beckoned for her to follow as she walked through the dressing room back into the bedroom. From there Ranma went over to the sitting chair by the window, nudging the nearby pillow into position with her foot before sitting in the chair.

Glancing around the room briefly before kneeling on the pillow, Nabiki was picking up the theme with the chairs and pillows. This time her pillow was right in front of the chair, so close that she wasn't surprised when Ranma rubbed her hip with one foot and brought the other up to rub her calf softly against the elf's slender neck.

Nabiki was surprised to find herself kneeling on a pillow obediently again despite wanting to be more active in seducing Ranma to play with her. That concern didn't last long as Ranma relaxed back into her upholstered chair and removed the cups of her corset, letting her breasts free of the confinement. Then ever so teasingly she traced a trail from between her breasts, down her belly, stopping at the stocking clad calf at Nabiki's cheek.

Nabiki realized she'd missed the chance when the red-head sighed and tapped the top of her left breast with her fan. "I want you to kiss your way up."

A little surprised with herself, the elf found herself shy about submissively kissing Ranma's female form. Craving cock she could deal with, and being bound and played with was nice. This however took an act of submission on her part, although it was a bit of a turn-on to look up those legs and having Ranma be so deliciously dominant.

The well-built red-head soon turned annoyed with the indecisive elf. "Is there a problem?"

Nabiki wasn't particularly turned on by worshipping the red-head's sexy woman body with her lips, but it wasn't really a turn-off either. She didn't know what her problem was with obeying other than actually submitting. "No."

The unsure answer seemed to annoy her mistress further, the red-head taking her foot from Nabiki's hip and bringing it up between her thighs until she was firmly rubbing it up against her juicy pussy. "No Mistress."

Seizing up form the sensation, Nabiki tried not to fall over or lose her composure as she answered. "Sorry Mistress."

Ranma sighed as she got comfortable by bringing her raised leg down and shifting it under her other leg. That had the dual effect of allowing her to rest her feet on the cushion as well as push her foot more firmly into Nabiki as she gently rubbed her stocking clad arch against the puffy vulva of her pet elf.

Now Nabiki was truly conflicted as her mistress was comfortably reclining in her chair while almost idly working her pussy into insanely new levels of arousal. Just to stay upright she had to brace her arms against her knees to steady herself. It wasn't much longer before she started orgasming, although the strange sensations made her quickly realize she was in trouble. She gasped as the spikes of pleasure rocked her, but it did nothing for her still rising arousal.

Gasping as the pleasure just continued to build and flow and ebb, making her brain foggy in a hot haze of arousal, Nabiki stuffed her hands down between her legs to try and get more. An idle gesture from Ranma however reconnected her wrist and thigh bracelets with chains. Nabiki was able rub her clit briefly before the chains slowly shortening pulled her hands too far away to touch herself.

Now unable to brace herself, Nabiki leaned forward until her cheeks were resting on her mistress's thighs.

Ranma heaved a sigh as Nabiki was proving a bit petulant at her training. A little flex of her leg however lifted Nabiki's rear into the air, the elf having little resistance as she was pulled upwards by her leash. Partially sliding down the stockings clad leg to leave a shiny honey trail along the shin, Ranma tugged the moaning elf into her lap by her leash.

Without her legs properly beneath her, Nabiki found herself almost entirely supported by her swollen pussy atop Ranma's knee. Unable to support herself she couldn't help resting tits first against Ranma's chest, the red-head having her obviously at her mercy now. "Nabiki-chan, do you have a problem with me?"

Nabiki didn't know what to say, but she was obviously in trouble now. "Ah, no Mistress."

Ranma steadied her slave a bit, helping her get her legs beneath herself by lifting her ass up with her knee. "Then you can start here and kiss your way back down. Unless of course you have a problem. I could take you out for a walk in the park. I'm sure all the dog boys would love to take care of your little problem if that's all you want."

Uncomfortably aroused by the thought of being taken for a walk like a bitch and getting it from furry and non-furry dog boys in the park, Nabiki shook it off. It was okay for something like that to seem like naughty fun, but when it started to seem like a good idea, she had a problem. That problem was that Ranma was getting annoyed with her instead of screwing her. "Sorry Mistress. I didn't mean to offend."

Ranma could see Nabiki was disappointed with herself instead of trying to be defiant, just needing time to adapt to the situation. Relaxing a bit on the strictness, the red-head gently stroked the back of her pet's neck and back, calming her down. Then uncuffing Nabiki's hands, she brought them up close to her breasts before chaining the wrist cuffs to Nabiki's collar with enough chain that the elf could touch her own nipples. "There, I'll give you one more chance."

Sighing in frustration as she was really wanting sexual relief but all she had to quell the hot itch was humping her crotch against Ranma's toned silky thigh, Nabiki used her hands to steady herself as she kissed the top of Ranma's breastbone with a few kisses that tickled her throat. From there she moved downwards, briefly trailing kisses down the exposed cleavage, admiring the satin corset until she lingered at the panty-clad crotch, her nose sensitive to the smell of cock hiding just beneath the soft satin.

Reluctantly Nabiki continued downwards, kissing along the inside of a thigh until a gentle touch on her head guided her to the part of Ranma's thigh that was slick with her honey. Her juices seemed more potent this time, and although an interesting sweet taste, it was definitely not what Nabiki was wanting. While more of that thick cum was at the top of her taste list, the red-head's deliciously toned flesh had a pleasant taste to it.

Still this was obviously not about Nabiki enjoying herself, so the elf dutifully licked up her honey trail, enjoying the more masculine but still deliciously feminine taste of Ranma on the non-honey drenched parts of her leg.

As she got down past the knee and was kneeling on her cushion again, the benefits of having partially free hands allowed her to lift the leg up and rest the stiletto pump against her breastbone as she licked and kissed the dribble of honey on the stocking clad shin.

She was preparing to lick the honey drenched foot clean when Ranma withdrew her leg from her grasp, setting it firmly down on the side with her knees spread. Snapping her fan back out, Ranma illustrated a trail leading from her cleavage up the side of her neck.

Taking the fan tapping as her cue, Nabiki stood up, spreading her legs wide to plant her feet on either side of her cushion as she leaned far forward and down with her ass in the air to kiss her mistress between the cleavage. Bracing herself with her hands on those strong shoulders holding up those large breasts, Nabiki lovingly made her way slowly across a clavicle with her lips before trailing up the red-head's neck to end teasingly below her ear. "Yes Mistress?"

Smirking a bit, Ranma smiled at old memories. "Heh, this reminds me of the princess game." Humming amusedly at her old memories, the princess sounded pleased when she remembered an old rule. "The princess's body is sacred, disrespect it again like that and you will be punished. Is that going to be a problem Nabiki-chan?"

Blinking the elf drew back a little to the side so they could be at a more proper speaking distance. "No Mistress."

Relaxing a little, Ranma decided it was time the ground rules were made clear. "Alright, now for your training to progress you need obedience training. For me though, I'd like you to be affectionate and willing. For you, you want sex, right?"

Taking a moment herself, Nabiki wanted to make herself clear before she really screwed up. "Sex yes, but I like the training and the loving too. I'm sorry about messing up before, it's just that doing this for real is kind of different."

Smiling gently, Ranma put one of her arms around Nabiki while fishing into her panties with her free hand. "It's alright. I think you've earned your reward now."

Dismissing the binding chain on Nabiki's wrist cuffs, Ranma considered how to properly tease her little elf. "You want to be mine? To belong to only me?"

Staring at the cock slowly swelling past six inches of hardness out of those blue satin panties, Nabiki snapped her gaze back up to her mistress before she offended again. "Yes Mistress."

Smiling gently with a hint of sadness, the red-head gave her pet elf a look that momentarily made her forget about the burning ache in her pussy demanding cock. "Lady Ranma Saotome, Princess of the Order of Serenity and her loving servant Nabiki. These bodies and lives are ours now, not some game we're going to wake up from any day now. Even if there is an exit and we regain our old bodies, we'll have spent so long here, this will be who we really are. Are you really ready?"

Focusing on Ranma's face, Nabiki took a breath and closed her own eyes for a moment. "I understand." Opening her eyes back up, she gave the red-head a look of determination. "Yes Lady Ranma, I'm yours if you'll have me."

Hearing that brought back fond memories of the special friends and their teasing use of Lady Ranma as a term of endearment. Gazing at Nabiki as she considered making new fond memories, Ranma pulled the elf possessively into her lap. Getting up while carrying Nabiki in her arms was trickier than she expected, her current body not as insanely strong as her old one, but she did it easily enough to not spoil the moment.

Now standing with the elf in her arms, Ranma made her way out of the bedroom for the main room before seating herself on a chaise. Much like a sofa, the chaise had a high back at one end meant to be reclined against with an armrest for the right arm where the back of a typical sofa would be. This left the other end free for feet to dangle from, or in Ranma's case a place to sit down without anything in the way of moving around.

Careful to keep Nabiki's rear off the fabric before she knew how bad the stains would be to deal with, Ranma kept the juicy elf held helplessly in her arms. "So Nabiki-chan, you said something about loving putting your lips around my cock?"

Hoping Ranma was going to screw her sometime soon, Nabiki wasn't about to derail her reward with useless complaints. "Yes... Mistress?"

Putting Nabiki down to stand before her, Ranma gently corrected her servant. "My Lady, Lady Ranma, Hime-sama or Princess if you say it affectionately enough. You're in training to be my servant now."

Nude, confused and oh-so-very aroused, Nabiki stared at her mistress. "I don't understand."

Ranma raised three fingers for the elf. "There are three types of training: slave using bondage gear, servant like a maid, and pet training which is affectionate and submissive. Right now we're Lady Ranma and her maid, understand?"

Blinking a little, it wasn't hard to keep up with such simple straightforward explanations. Nodding her head forward she gave a quick bow in the little personal space she had. "Yes Lady Ranma, understood."

Tenderly Ranma grasped the elf just under her ears, firmly bringing her head gently down until Nabiki was almost kissing the tip of her swaying male rod. "Good, now I want to explore your limits to swallow a little. Grab my wrists with your hands, if you squeeze hard or tap out, then I'll pull out."

Gently grasping her mistress's wrists, Nabiki simply opened her lips to accept the shaft as her confirmation. Despite the concern Ranma was showing her kinky sex-slave fantasies were making Nabiki pant with anticipation of what she was about to experience, the concern simply saying that she was about to give oral service of such magnitude that her safety was an issue.

Ranma raised herself up to standing height by kneeling on the chaise, slipping her cock slowly past the elf's lips. Her length slid easily down the elf's throat, their position already having aligned mouth and throat as Nabiki had her face pressed into her mistress's belly. All the way in, Ranma slowly worked her hips back and forth, noting how easily Nabiki had taken it. "Alright, now I'm going to make it a bit bigger with every stroke. The biggest you can swallow will be what I satisfy that needy honey-pot for yours with."

The proclamation got the needy elf further worked up, both at the idea of the challenge of swallowing something big just so she'd get screwed by something big, as well as the simple declaration that Ranma could make her cock bigger at will.

Already an impressive twelve inches long and two inches thick, by the perverse game world standards that was just average. Six was the smallest Ranma could have it hard at, but it could expand to eighteen inches long with little difficulty. Twenty-four inches was her maximum, although her control would be a bit strained at that point. Unless she changed her proportions, it would be about one inch thick per six inches in length, an important consideration since a mere three inches thick was thicker than a baseball bat.

With only a few inches pulling out at a time before being buried to the hilt down her throat again, Nabiki was in bliss as the cock-head stayed past the clit-like bumps that had replaced her tonsils. The only thing she concentrated on was keeping her throat relaxed and the rest of her holding steady, the elf finding the single-minded concentration on keeping her pleasure going enthralling.

With each thrust in it started to bump down past the top of her breast bone, gradually inching down her throat towards her stomach with each wet smack of her lips against the red-head's soft groin. While she was almost morbidly curious what it would feel like if it actually reached her stomach, the elf found herself curious at the lack of ache in her jaw. By this point the shaft had gotten fairly thick, distending her lips around the root, but her jaw felt a bit curious.

Belatedly remembering her mouth was basically a second vagina in function with soft pink flesh inside let her realize her jaw was different as well. The hinge seemed to be soft and stretchy and if what she was feeling was right her jaw was actually spreading apart at her chin, making her think of a snake swallowing something whole.

Drifting off in the warm pleasure that was more like laying in sunshine after a massage than bursts of orgasmic pleasure, Nabiki blinked as she realized Ranma had stopped stuffing increasing amounts of cock down her throat. She was mutely astounded by both hers and Ranma's sexual capacity since she could feel the tip of the cock bumping under her belly, having finally stretched past her ribcage.

Satisfied that Nabiki could apparently do a sword swallowing act now without discomfort or breathing problems, Ranma slowly started withdrawing her cock. While she expected a certain amount of suction from the act, before she'd pulled out halfway the suction got strong enough that she pulled Nabiki bodily with her. "Nabiki you can stop sucking, I want to pull out now."

Confused herself, Nabiki realized the suction had nothing to do with her breathing. Once the shaft was past her tongue, her airways were apparently modified for her to breathe through her nose without issue. Just trying to exhale from her mouth and perhaps help push out the cock made her confused as she couldn't breathe that way. Of course, stuffed as she was with her voice box flattened there was no way to tell Ranma any of this.

Not wanting to push against Nabiki's forehead to force themselves apart, Ranma came up with an alternative solution. "Sit Nabiki."

Blinking and unable to do little else expression wise, Nabiki crouched down, her face still pointing towards Ranma's crotch as she bodily aimed the cock stuffed down her throat towards the floor.

Now able to use Nabiki's own body weight to help pull them apart, Ranma lifted her hips up and back. Worrying that the suction pull was too much to break without hurting Nabiki, the crimson haired mistress was surprised when they separated with a loud wet pop.

Landing in a reclining position at the other end of the chaise, Ranma quickly pulled herself forward to find Nabiki sitting on her ass, legs spread and her mouth gaping open wide enough to swallow apples whole. "Nabiki, you okay?"

Staring at the amusing sight of Ranma pressing her almost arm sized cock into the chaise with her cleavage, Nabiki worked her jaw back and forth, helping close it with her hand. It took a moment for her jaw to return to a normal position from the unhinged swallowing mode, but she felt with practice it would become natural to her somehow. "I'm fine. That was kind of fun, but I think you were supposed to fill my belly and that would have broken the suction. I wasn't doing it on purpose."

Eyes brightening up, Ranma realized what that was about now. "Oh right, the nymph thing. Didn't know it worked that way. You still think that's fun?"

Licking her lips Nabiki found herself a bit hungry and wanting that warm contentment again. "Oh yeah, Nabiki likes. I do believe Lady Ranma said something about stuffing her poor slave's honey-pot though, but feel free to practice afterwards and see how that suction works."

Trying to get up to seductively pose on all fours before her mistress, Nabiki was confused as her honey splattering mound had attached to the polished stone floor like a suction cup. As this was the first time she'd sat on her ass instead of kneeling since becoming a sex-slave, she was just now finding out her swollen mound could kiss the seat in such a position. Putting a little more effort into it, she pulled herself from the floor with a wet pop, grinning at Ranma. "Oh my, it looks like my honey pot is getting real needy now. I could barely pull myself away."

Blinking Ranma looked at the elf, realizing her nymph enhanced pussy over-flowing with honey might just be more cock hungry than her mouth in the literal sense.

From the time Ranma had finished character creation, barely five minutes had passed back in Tokyo due to the steep time dilation. Ranma's plan of having time in the game to get going before she had guests was a solid one, with one exception.

After getting the notification that Ranma's last game device had been broken, her first knight had set up a notification alert in case her princess ever came on-line again.

This was why an annoyed Usagi Tsukino flipped her phone open in exasperation, expecting another message from the girls to come play their game with them. Ever since she'd lost her princess, she simply hadn't felt like playing games again.

Blinking, she was a bit surprised by the title of the message, "Will you save the Princess?"

She read the mail with a stare, the notification being that Princess Ranma was not only online, but apparently trapped in some perverse world. A quick look at her game device brought up Ranma's status, showing a more mature and curvy looking version of the girl she knew with a large cock sprouting from her groin.

Staring for a moment longer she shook her confusion off as it seemed like Ranma wasn't in immediate trouble so she instead tried to contact Ami. Unfortunately it didn't seem like the computer literate girl was responding. She knew the girls were supposed to be playing a game together, but she expected Ami of all people to answer.

Almost hesitantly the blonde punched in the data to her game device looking to see if Ami had a character status and sure enough, she was not only in the same world as Ranma, but almost in the same room. According to her brief status summary she was already Ranma's pet, although Usagi had to wonder how Ranma had come into contact with Ami's infected Mercury PC, since it was listed as the current game device for both of them.

Looking up her other friends was simple once she knew about Ami. Entering their data Minako Rei and Makoto popped up, also in the same world but in various locations.

Her plan of getting Ami to remove the trap on the entry program for that world shot down, there was little doubt about what she had to do. All of her friends were inside and she didn't have time to waste since a mere five minutes here would be three hours there. Sending out some quick messages herself, the girl activated her own game device, vanishing in a flash.

Ranma had eventually settled on an interesting position for claiming Nabiki. The elf was bent over with her hands braced on the floor, her ass up in the air. Ranma for her part was kneeling on the chaise again, inserting herself into Nabiki at a slightly downwards angle.

Curious about the suction, Ranma was inserting a little at a time and pulling out with a wet pop. Although that was amusing, Ranma was barely getting the head in before there was enough suction to pull out with a wet pop. Going in a bit more proved to be too far as Ranma tried to pull out but instead caused the elf to fall back a bit, pushing several more inches into her.

With that much inside Nabiki, pulling out was no longer reasonably possible as instead she seemed to slip increasingly more into the needy elf with each rebound.

Not that it concerned Ranma, she intended to fill Nabiki's womb up nicely. If she was going to have Nabiki and Ami around needing sex so often, she'd have to look into improving her sexual stamina and male output to match.

Thrusting into Nabiki much to the squealing delight of the elf, Ranma was surprised to get a notification message now of all times. Actually looking at it though made her want to stop and pull out of Nabiki, but she realized that wasn't going to be an option. Sighing Ranma put it out of her mind and resumed slapping hips with Nabiki, the elf too out of it to notice the change in mood.

Now motivated by something else, Ranma picked up her thrusting, pounding into the elf with determination. From the excited happy exclamations the elf was giving in between gasps of pleasure, apparently Nabiki liked it better that way.

Sometime later, Ranma finally blew her load in Nabiki's womb, satisfying the elf's need for at least a few hours.

At the time she'd received the notification that she now had a third sex slave on her way, the new girl was still in the lobby. Guessing about how quickly she could get here from there, Ranma figured she had a bit of time left. Sighing she picked Nabiki up, moving the elf over to lay across the pillows to recover from her super-combo-with-finisher orgasm, the elf very obviously satisfied from her drooling grin.

That out of the way Ranma changed her clothes out for her dress while tucking her cock away, wanting to look presentable.

A quick trip to her changing room to make sure she looked nice allowed her to check on Ami, the cat-girl still sleeping peacefully.

With nothing else to do but wait, Ranma reclined on her chaise while reading through her journal again.

A little later Nabiki finally recovered from her orgasm enough to look for Ranma. Feeling she could enjoy a few more rounds before being satisfied, the elf was content to enjoy the warm afterglow for the moment. She was just a bit disappointed to find Ranma once again dressed and reading. She could understand the red-head had things to do other than sex, but Nabiki was beginning to feel like she was just getting pity sex or it was just a chore Ranma was getting out of the way. That was something the elf intended to change. "That felt wonderful. Is there something I can do for you?"

Ranma glanced at her but was obviously distracted by other matters. "Just relax."

Nabiki however could tell Ranma was bothered and not wanting to deal with her, which was a serious problem for her. "Is something wrong?"

Looking at Nabiki again, this time Ranma noticed her concern, causing her to relax a bit. "Just bothered, someone else entered the game, so slave number three is on her way here."

Understanding the situation now, Nabiki couldn't think of anything more to do other than be there if Ranma wanted to talk.

Luckily the awkward silence didn't last long as there was a knock at the door.

Opening the door to the outside, Ranma stared at their guest in quiet surprise despite knowing she was coming. "Usa?"

The girl in reply dashed the two steps forward and wrapped her arms around the red-head, causing Ranma to step back into the room from the impact.

Sitting up from her pillow and mildly aware she was still nude, Nabiki got a look at the mystery girl. Just a bit shorter than Nabiki herself and a bit less curvy, Ranma was holding the girl up into the air as she'd pulled herself up with her arms around the red-head's neck, her high heels dangling just inches off the floor.

Like Nabiki this girl wasn't human, and Nabiki was beginning to suspect not being human tended to make one a sex-slave here. This girl had skin almost as dark as milk chocolate and long white hair in twin tail complimenting her long white bunny ears with black tips which marked her as non-human. For a moment Nabiki didn't realize she had a tail, but after seeing it sway behind her she realized the tail was composed of the same white fluffy hair as her long twin ponytails.

So, she was some sort of bunny girl, although Nabiki thought it was totally unfair that she had armor and weapons. Her armor was white, contrasting starkly with her skin. Her torso seemed to be covered by a corset of leather that covered her breasts plus a matching thong to protect her groin. Bridal gauntlets covering the back of her hands to her shoulders served to protect her arms, while thigh-high high-heeled boots protected her legs. Covering the white leather outfit like plate armor were sections of an ivory colored material with a metallic luster, but instead of solid plates the armor was brocaded like lace. Good against a blade, more stabby things would just slip through, but it looked light and very sexy.

The girl was also carrying a pair of long swords, both sheathed together at her left hip, a leather pouch hanging opposite on her right hip. On her back was an even larger two-handed sword.

The gear annoyed Nabiki because she had barely started with a dress, but she was also annoyed the new girl was getting all the attention. Nabiki was a greedy girl before she became an elf with an even needier sexual appetite.

Rubbing the bunny-girl's back, Ranma sighed as the girl was both laughing and crying and trying to talk at the same time. At least she hadn't changed too much. "Settle down Usa-chan, it's alright."

Simmering down to just sniffling while catching her breath, the bunny-girl loosened her grip to land on her feet. "I thought I might never see you again!"

Sighing, Ranma didn't know whether to be happy or angry at the girl. "You do realize this world is a very bad place, right?"

Frowning a the rebuke, the bunny-girl suddenly perked up a little. "You met a blue-haired cat-girl, right?"

Blinking, the shift in topic snapped Ranma out of her worries. "Yeah."

The white-haired girl gave her a happy smile. "Can I see her?"

Curious to see what was up, Ranma opened the door to the bedroom, pointing the sleeping cat-girl out.

The bunny warrior didn't enter, apparently content to gaze at the sleeping girl. "How is she?"

Ranma could guess they knew each other somehow. "She's in heat, but she's sleeping peacefully now. She'll probably need regular sex until she recovers though." Looking at her friend Ranma got a bit more serious. "You shouldn't have come, this place is real bad. If you'd told me you were coming I could have warned you."

The bunny girl didn't seem bothered in the least, perhaps even pleased by the gruff concern. "I got the warning about this world when I got the message about you being on-line again. Besides, I was the target of the trap, so I'm already involved."

Ranma didn't know whether to be proud or angry, and it showed as mild confusion. "You knew and you came anyways?"

Giggling, the bunny girl bounced on her heels. "Of course, it's your rule for dealing with traps and enemies. I came here as your knight, so I avoided the actual trap. Also my friends are here. I found that out when I wanted to call up Ami because she's a computer whiz. Then I remembered them trying to get me to play a game with them today, but I haven't been interested in games since losing you, but I couldn't tell them that." Grinning, the bunny wasn't finished. "Besides, I also messed up the trap by giving us a way to win."

Ranma started to smile a little. "A good ending?"

Quite happy with herself, Usagi was happy to lay it out. "Mhmm, I was the target because I'm a magic girl. It's a little complicated, but I used my powers to help create an exit. We just have to get to the end as knight and princess and it should work."

Ranma blinked and stared, but if Usagi said she was a magic girl, then who was she to argue as a sex-changing super martial artist? "And if it doesn't work?"

Usagi simply smiled up at the slightly taller red-head. "Pretty much everyone I care about is already here."

Ranma couldn't argue with that logic since Usagi had learned heroics from her. The girl was still emotional but when it came down to crunch time, she knew how to get serious. Of course nearly two years of training to be a knight in a virtual game world with someone like Ranma as ones idol tended to inspire a certain insane level of heroics. "So, am I on that list?"

Smirking the bunny knight looked up at the red-head. "Of course my princess is at the top of the list. I do have four friends here though, but you've already rescued one. The others are in the main valley though, so we'll have to get stronger to save them."

Ranma was tempted to get upset that Usagi was talking for her, but then she remembered what Usagi was like. She was just making an assumption that saving them would be a one of their goals, and it was. It seemed like it was longer, but it had only been two years since last they'd seen each other. Ranma had spent more time in the game world with Usagi than in Nerima with Akane, and they were much closer and knew each other much better.

So Ranma just smiled. "Right, the sun's going down now, but we can still go out and get some training done."

by Greyman

Ranma snapped the war-fan decisively. "Okay! Let's leave Ami to sleep it off while we show Nabiki the ropes, then we'll shop for starting gear in a little bit." That sounded like a reasonable plan to Nabiki.

It didn't five minutes later, since 'showing her the ropes' was quite literal. "Wait, Mistress. You're pulling too hard on the leash!" Somehow it meant putting her into tortoise-shell bondage, wrists bound to a lead, and ankles hobbled together.

"Stop complaining, slave girl, this too is training," Usagi admonished with a harsh crack from behind, and on the behind. "Oh, I do like this whip, Mistress; it makes such a nice sound."

Nabiki was not so enamoured of it, but was bound not to protest too much.

Ranma glided out onto the courtyard, where Chinese lanterns had lit themselves around the garden; the ambiance automatically changing with nightfall.

Ranma wore a sequined four-piece red velvet cheongsam outfit consisting of a shrug, bullet-bra, cinched-corset, and a long skirt split right up to the thighs, and spiked heels. In the soft lighting, the burlesque garment was quite unlike the brief "street fighter" outfits Nabiki expected Ranma to favour in girl form. Rather than a fighting outfit, it almost seemed made to fling various pieces into a wildly cheering crowd and make a lot of money. Still Ranma carried a war-fan carried in one hand, a riding crop held in the other, and a flash of stockinged-leg revealed kunai sheathed in the garter belt.

The chocolate bunny-girl still wore her ivory, bridal-fetish, plate-armor, with her twin long swords dangling from her right hip, the larger great sword sheathed across her back, above the wriggling cotton tail. The bondage whip was not a weapon, just a very effective goad.

Nabiki herself wore the aforementioned ropes. That was all. It hardly seemed fair.

"Alright, listen up, Darlings," commanded Ranma imperiously, strutting out and striking a commanding pose while the two 'students' sank into a senza position. "Now, Nabiki, all this is essentially a video game, but instead of mashing buttons or toggling joysticks, the controller is your body. The player begins an action—performs a kata, waves a wand, genuflects, or such—, and the character completes the emote, then the result is applied to the target: damage, status effects, and so forth.

"Don't resist when the game takes over. The types of powers you can use–techniques, spells, prayers, or whatever–depend on your character's class features and not your real world abilities. Still, this is real training as eventually the difference between 'player' and 'character' will become unnoticeable." Much, Ranma didn't add, like the way Nabiki had dropped smoothly into a slave's display position–legs open wide, shoulders back, and breasts thrust distractingly forward. Shameless and proud.

"Fortunately you have little to unlearn, Grasshopper." Nabiki stiffened at that snark from Ranma.

Mistress Ranma reached behind her back and pulled her journal out of nowhere. "Unfortunately the combat techniques of a low level 'sex slave' are quite… limited… to 'dirty flirting', and 'cheering on'. That is: applying a distraction penalty or a morale buff respectively. It is a support class, after all. However, everyone begins with a basic attack–a simple move you learn when you first pick up a weapon. This can be described best as: 'slash, stab, or bash.' It's very intuitive to use.

"You begin proficient with only a few simple weapons: the club, dagger, quarter-stave, and sling. Though, of course, you can also use unarmed strikes and improvised weapons." Ranma turned the journal to show an illustration of a brunette in bronzed chain-mail bikini strangling a giant slug-man using her own leash-chain. "Once you level up we'll train you with a light blade, perhaps a rapier. That's the 'courtesan' route. Though you could take the 'geisha' route and gain proficiency with a musical instrument instead—which will give you a more elegant way to use your support powers. We'll see.

"For now though, we'll start with some light sparing, then shop for suitable starting equipment. Usagi, if you please, we'll use these bamboo canes on our practice dummy, here."

Nabiki looked around. Ranma and the knight immediately selected and flexed some supple canes from a rack, but she didn't see any…uh oh!

Realization came just as Ranma's cane slashed down on her buttocks. "Don't just sit there, Dummy, time for practice. Get into position!"

"Wait. How is this training for me, Mistress?"

"Oh, it will teach you dodging, and deportment," Ranma observed, with a swish to hurry her along.

"And obedience, " Usagi added with a swat of her own switch. "This is Mistress Ranma's School of Obedience, after all, and you are not very obedient, slave girl."