Chapter Twenty-nine: Shallow Desires

Sasami was lost. She'd been so interested in seeing what lay within the tomb. But she'd forgotten to check to see if Ayeka was following her. She'd tried to retrace her steps but she hadn't found the way back.

Now she was starting to get a little scared. '…Ayeka, are you there?' she asked 'Sister Ayeka? Kiyone? Mihoshi? Washu?'

No one answered.

Suddenly she entered a new room and saw a mirror on the far wall. Walking over to it Sasami saw herself within it. Ayeka had said she'd looked really nice with her hair tied up and in a white dress. She wished Ayeka was here with her.

Then she felt something pulse through her. Sasami clutched herself as she felt a shiver go through her. Her legs ached, feeling like they were stretching and then she saw herself in the mirror. They were stretching. Her whole body was.

She was growing taller. Sasami felt a heat growing in her chest as her hair fell long around her, breaking out of her pigtails. Her dress was straining around her, gradually tearing as she shot up. A moan came from her mouth as she felt sensations she hadn't felt before.

'Ugh, what is… happening…' she said, feeling the urge to rub herself.

Her clothes ripped and were torn away. The heat in her chest was like an inferno and she covered herself. Even as she did so it began to grow. Her bosom bulged outward larger and larger as her hips widened and her buttocks plumped up. There was a tingling in her lips and she saw them take on a fullness they hadn't before.

Her eyes were far more mature now with long lashes. Sasami's hands dropped to her side as she stared at herself mesmerized. 'I… I'm beautiful…' The person she saw was prettier than Ayeka and Kiyone and Ms. Washu. She was looking at the most beautiful woman she'd ever set eyes on. And it was her. No, not Sasami. Tsunami.

She reached up and flipped her blue hair into the air and admired herself. She put her hands at her hips and smiled. She posed with her hands behind her back and herself leaning forward.

For some more minutes, Tsunami did this. She admired herself and enjoying the strange sensations which ran over her. Running her hands over her body was an addicting experience. It was more like she was in a pleasant dream than a real situation. She felt as though nothing she did would make any difference so she could instead do what she wished.

But Sasami within her awoke. How long had she been standing in front of this mirror admiring herself? There was some kind of spell over this place and Sasami had to do something about it. Tsunami felt Sasami's concerns and complied. It would be best to humor her.

'No, no I have to find the others!' she cried. Then Tsunami turned to rush out of the door. But she tripped over her own legs and fell forward. Her ample rear was stuck up in the air and her face was slanted downward. Rising up slowly with a groan of pain she ran onward. 'Where are you?'

'Right here.' said a voice.

Suddenly there was a voluptuous cyan-haired woman standing in front of her. She was smirking and her eyes were roaming up and down Sasami with obvious desire. In her hands was a rope.

Sasami found a blush coming to her features.

Tsunami quickly put Sasami to sleep. This was an adult sort of fun and it would be best if she wasn't awake for it. Ryoko was obviously getting a bit carried away in her fantasies.

'Like it?' asked Ryoko. 'You're going through puberty at a really quick rate. And don't you look delicious. They grow up so fast.'

'Who are you?' asked Tsunami. 'Where are my friends?'

'Don't ask me.' said Ryoko. 'Ask Washu.'

Then she was upon her. Tsunami struggled to free herself but Ryoko forced her legs together. She wrapped the ropes around her ankles and shins before tying it tight. Tsunami tried to undo the bonds, but even as she did so Ryoko grasped her hands and tied them up as well.

'Let me go!' cried Tsunami.

But even as she spoke Ryoko flipped her over. Tsunami blushed scarlet as her legs and arms were drawn behind her and attached with a rope. Her fingers were touching her toes, stretching her midriff to the limit. Another rope was then looped between her legs and brought up to be tied around her neck. More ropes were tied to these so that they surrounded her breasts, making them stand out further.

Tsunami let out a moan. Being restricted like this, unable to move a muscle. Feeling this helpless. It was amazing. Soon a gag was forced between her lips, followed by a blindfold.

Ryoko carried Tsunami into the opening chamber and set her down on the ground. This elicited another moan. She couldn't shake the feeling that Tsunami, why was she thinking of her that way, was the one in control. She had only allowed it out of a desire to be tied up. Whatever he motives Ryoko's work was done.


In three of the four sarcophagi lay the other three girls. Their arms, or wings as the case may be, were crossed in front of their chests. Their backs were arced to show off their curves and they were all bundled up. Perfect little mummies waiting for the next life.

'Hey, Washu.' said Ryoko. 'Real classy bringing a thirteen-year-old with you.'

'Oh don't get so worked up.' said Washu. 'The legal age of consent in Japan is much lower. I'd like to see you try to find four supermodels qualified and interested in an archeological dig.'

'Well you found me.' said Ryoko. 'Now for number four.'

'You can put Sasami in the fourth one.' said Washu.

'Who said anything about Sasami?' asked Ryoko.

Washu went very still. 'What?'

'Well I mean come on,' said Ryoko, drawing very near. 'the prophecy states four beautiful women will be given to Tenchi in exchange for a wish for a single worthy one.' She ran a hand through Washu's hair and cupped her cheek. 'It never said which one was worthy.

Does Sasami look mummified to you?'

Then she leaned in and kissed Washu. The archeologist stammered in place before Ryoko ripped off her clothes with a slash.

'You can't do this!' cried Washu. 'I am the greatest archeological genius in history I-' Then Ryoko grasped her by the breasts. She began to massage them. Washu moaned, blushing furiously.

'Now let's see, I turned Ayeka into a bird.' said Ryoko, licking Washu's face. 'Kiyone and Mihoshi made great cats. What should I turn you into? I know.'

Washu let out a moan which sounded almost like that of a bovine. Out of her head came two great horns like those of a horn. Her feet transformed into hooves. She seemed to be trying to speak. But only the noises of a cow came out as many bandages emerged from nowhere and began to tie her up. They moved quickly, clinging to her body like latex. Soon they were covering her ample bust and forcing her arms together. With a final moo, Washu was completely covered from toe to horn.

'You really took the bull by the horns coming here you know.' said Ryoko, hands reaching down to feel up the mummified minotaurs rump. 'Course because of your hubris you've been robbed of speech. The others can still talk, though you're all still pets.'

Hoisting Washu up in a bridal fashion she walked over to the sarcophagus and set her down. Then she snapped her fingers. As one the lids on the sarcophagi arose into the air and slammed down over the coffins. They sealed and began to glow with a bright golden light.

When it faded the faceless images on the sarcophagi were no more. In their place were images of Mihoshi, Kiyone, Ayeka, and Washu. All were clad in harem outfits and newly transformed.

'Well,' said Ryoko. 'I guess they're all bundled up. Now for the last one.'

She snapped her fingers. Tsunami arose into the air. Her bindings snapped and she was pulled into a spread eagle position, held in place by bars of light. Ryoko removed the gag from her mouth. Tsunami was blushing furiously.

'What… what are you going to do with me?' she gasped.

'Nothing you don't want me to, Tsunami.' said Ryoko. 'Now make a wish.'

'What?' said Tsunami.

'Make a wish.' said Ryoko, before reaching up and beginning to massage her breasts. 'The Pharoah has gotten his four maidens which means you get one wish. Anything you want. Riches, power, fame, anything. Anything before I take them all away.'

Tsunami moaned beneath Ryoko's skilled hands. 'I… I… ugh…'

'Come on, speak up Tsunami.' said Ryoko. 'I can't understand you.' She reached behind her and groped Tsunami's buttocks. Their breasts were pressed together. Her knee was brought up to grind against Tsunami's nether regions and the goddess was moaning.

'I wish… I wish…' Tsunami's eyes rolled back. 'I want to be with my friends again!'

Ryoko smiled. 'Your wish is my command.'

Then she leaned in and kissed her. Tsunami kissed back and for a moment their tongues were dueling with one another. The bindings the goddess felt were broken and her hands now gripped Ryoko from behind. Soon Ryoko was losing dominance in their contest. Shimmering blue garments flowed around Tsunami. Soon she was clad in identical harem outfit to Ryoko.

The two women made out with greater and greater passion until. Gradually Tsunami gained dominance and began to explore Ryoko's mouth. The cyan-haired space pirate almost fell limp. She groaned as Tsunami had her way with her completely. Finally, the goddess broke the kiss and let Ryoko pant. Tsunami reached out to cup her chin and smiled. 'This has been fun Ryoko. I'm been all-powerful for my entire existence. Feeling powerless for a bit makes me feel more alive.

'But I have to ask, is this all you want?'

Reason returned to Ryoko's eyes as she gained control of herself. The room around them began to break up and fade into a void. Ryoko's outfit returned to normal and Tsunami returned to her normal robes. Memory flared back to them. Ryoko met Tsunami's chiding gaze for a moment, then looked away. 'I already have what I really want.'

'I know.' said Tsunami 'The dimension tuner alters reality to give the heart's desire of the one who uses it. But since you already had your heart's desire it gave you shallow wish fulfillment.'

'Shallow smallow.' said Ryoko. 'Ayeka was the one who started all this. I'm just getting my money's worth for the inconvenience.'

'Is Tenchi all you want?' asked Tsunami 'Don't you want to do anything else with your life Ryoko? Something other than piracy and having fun?'

'What else is there?' asked Ryoko, still not meeting her gaze.

'Well you could try getting a hobby.' said Tsunami. 'Or a job.'

'You mean a job like Kiyone and Mihoshi have?' asked Ryoko. 'No thanks. I had enough of that searching for Tenchi.' She paused. 'Why do you even care?'

'Because Tenchi might not always be here.' said Tsunami. 'And Tenchi is your reason for existing. I wish you had something else.'

'What do you mean?' asked Ryoko. 'Tenchi's one of the Jurai Royal Family. He'll live for thousands of years.'

'There are many possible universes Ryoko.' said Tsunami. 'And there are many Kagatos of the universe. He could be killed. It is possible. If that happens what will you do? Will you go back to piracy?'

'I…' Ryoko paused 'why does it matter? That'll never happen! I won't let it!'

'Maybe it won't.' said Tsunami. 'But I want you to think. Not just act as you usually do.' She looked up through the fabric of reality. 'Washu, you should cancel this universe now. We've gotten all we can out of this one.'


Washu had been watching events with initial interest, but dawning into horror. She'd found herself watching a display of her daughter playing dominatrix. Her daughter making out with her. Her own mother.

What had Kagato been teaching her?!

Oh right, he hadn't taught her anything. Ryoko had gone through puberty without any kind of guidance. Had the concept of an inappropriate relationship had even occurred to her. been put into her head at any point.

Washu was going to have to do something about this. And then she'd have to dose herself with brain bleach. Hard.

She drew out the dimension tuner and made the final alterations. 'And cancel!'

For a moment the universe flickered. It shuddered before Washu, as though struggling to disappear. It was like some will was contending with it, trying to keep the universe as it was. Then it broke and disappeared.


Authors Note:

Okay, so these past few chapters have been pure ecchi. But I intend to use this to facilitate character development. By now I think I've come up with a theme for time and space adventures. Each one presents a wish or fantasy of the person and also brings attention to their flaws.

Kiyone had the most rational and well-realized fantasy. So hers went off without a hitch. Mihoshi's was her playing the role of knight errant.

Also, yeah, incest. But really, this is the tip of the iceberg in Tenchi Muyo. I mean Ayeka is Tenchi's great aunt, as is Sasami. Yosho is Ayeka's brother and she was going to marry him. Ryoko is the daughter of Washu who is the sister of Tsunami that is Sasami's future self. Thus making her Tenchi's cousin and Sasami and Ayeka's niece the latter of whom Ryoko has all kinds of les ray with. And Mihoshi is implied to be a distant descendant of Washu's original husband.

In fact, the only major female characters who aren't related to Tenchi are Kiyone and Sakuya. One of whom is the only girl who might not actually be in love with him. The other never existed in the first place.

I guess what I'm trying to say is; If you weren't willing to put up with incest you wouldn't be reading about Tenchi Muyo.