Porn World
By Jim Robert Bader
(Once again, my thanks to Takahashi &
the other creative talents whose characters I borrow for the purposes of this decidedly Strange Lemon series...)
The Second Helping
WARNING-CONTAINS GRAPHIC SCENES OF A DECIDEDLY PERVERSE NATURE! THIS IS A WORLD WHERE A VIRUS HAS KILLED 99% OF THE MALE HALF OF THE HUMAN POPULATION WHILE LEAVING THE FEMALE HALF WITH A GENETIC SYMBIOSIS THAT LEAVE THEM YOUNG BEAUTIFUL (EVEN IF THEY WERE NOT BORN THAT WAY TO BEGIN WITH) BUT ALSO AFLICTS THEM WITH A HIGHLY ADVANCED CASE OF PERPETUAL NYMPHOMANIA-MEANING THAT THEY STRIP AND BARE ALL AT THE DROP OF A HANKERCHIEF AND MAKE OUT WITH ANYONE REMOTELY ATTRACTIVE TO THEM WITHOUT THE SLIGHTEST PROVOCATION,
WHICH IN MOST CASES MEANS OTHER WOMEN.
ANY MAN STILL LIVING IN THIS ENVIRONMENT WILL BE SUBJECT TO IMMEDIATE RAPE AND/OR GANG-BANGING BY THE FIRST FEMALES WHO SET EYES UPON HIM. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Fifteen years previous to the present:
"Father, are you certain about this?"
"Trust me, Achika," Katsuhitsu assured his youngest daughter, "Funaho is a very wise tree and will know the answers that you seek. If your son, Tenchi, is to live, then she will surely know the way to save his life."
"I pray that you are right, Father," Achika said as she clutched hold of the small life in her hands, "I have already buried a husband...I don't want to let even this part of him go. My son must live, and even if it means following the path taken by Nodoka..."
"Your sister chose a path that may seem drastic on the surface, my child," her father replied, "But trust me...the Amazons are very wise and knowledgeable about a great many things. Your nephew, Ranma, will be in good hands under Cologne's watchful care. After all, he is as much family to her as to you, and somehow men must be preserved, even in the light of my son-in-law's foolish actions, or that of his master, who unleashed this plague upon this world, much to his own ruination."
"If only they could have killed that miserable dwarf sooner," Achika said in frustration as she knelt before the Holy Tree nestled at the base of Mount Masaki, "To think...it was his selfish wish that brought this down upon our heads..."
"Yes," Katsuhitsu said grimly, "I had forebodings about the ancient master, who always acted imprudently, even as a youth, I well remember. But there is nothing to be done for it now, child. Humanity has been changed, perhaps irrevocably, and his wish will ensure that these changes continue well on into the next generation and beyond. But here, pray to Funaho, my ancient friend, she will know the answers that you seek, if anyone living can know if a cure exists for the plague that attacks only the Y chromosome while fortifying the X."
"I will pray, Father," Achika bowed before the immense tree nestled in a hidden lake surrounded by Ofudo-strips and seeming to encompass the entire forest with its serene presence, "Funaho and I are old friends...but...it's hard for me to see what she can do for my son...for Tenchi. But still...if a way exists for my son to go on living..."
All at once she fell silent, for the tree itself was starting to glow. Achika's eyes widened in amazement as beams of light rained down from all about her, then a voice spoke into her head, **Place Tenchi between my roots, Achika-san, and I will do what I must to save him.**
No little amazed that the ancient tree had seemed to come to life in a most extraordinary manner, or that it was speaking with a woman's voice inside her mind, Achika did as the tree bade her, setting her one-year-old infant son in a spot where the roots of the tree seemed to form a natural crib, and then Achika sat back and watched with growing astonishment as the colored lights rained down from the tree and seemed to trace a path of delicate lines all over the stricken infant, bringing about a most curious transformation.
"Oh my..." Achika murmured softly as she stared in wonder at her sleeping child, then at the tree itself before saying, "My...son will live?"
**Tenchi will live,** the voice of Funaho responded, **You have a strong offspring who carries within her the gift of the Juraian royal bloodline. One day she will use it to accomplish great things, so train her well, Achika-chan, and I will watch over you both as best I am able.**
There was a slight note of hesitation in Achika's voice as she repeated the word, "She...?"
FIFTEEN YEARS LATER:
"Tenchi, what you doing over by those rocks? You're supposed to be doing your chores, you lazy girl, not daydreaming about the sanctuary."
Tenchi winced as she turned around and said, "I'm coming, Mother...I just...well...I wanted to know about the shrine, and the demon that's supposed to be sleeping there. Is there really a demon? I mean...sometimes I walk by here and it almost feels like there's something watching me..."
"Silly girl," Achika could not manage to maintain her stern look as she ruffled the hair of her ponytailed daughter, "Of course there is a demon sleeping there. My father told me all about her, and I've also felt those selfsame eyes...but that's no reason to neglect your chores. The demon is well guarded in there, and she won't come to life unless someone is foolish enough to release her."
"But I don't want to release her, Mother," Tenchi insisted, "I...just want to know more about her. I mean...was she really such a terribly bad demon? I mean...when I stand here...the feeling I get is kind of...sad."
Achika could only nod to this and say, "The story that father told me assures us that she was a very powerful, very wicked demon, but father also told me that she was not an entirely evil creature, which is why our ancestor, Yosho, spared her life and merely entrapped her when he could well have killed her outright. He said that she was under the control of a terribly evil sorcerer named Kagato, who used her to work many horrible crimes. Father said that she was imprisoned here by the will of the Gods under a sentence of over seven hundred years, but one day she will be released again, if she has learned the error of her ways and chooses to use her powers for good instead of evil."
"He sounds like a great guy," Tenchi remarked, "I wish I could have known him."
"I wish you could have known him too," Achika sighed, "But my father taught me well while he was here, and...now that he is gone...you have me to look after you and see to it that you live up to your full potential."
"But Mother," Tenchi pointed out as a new thought occurred to him, "Didn't all this take place, like...over seven hundred years ago? Doe that mean that the demon Ryoko will be coming back soon once the gods release her from her prison?"
"Never fear, daughter," Achika patted her daughter's rear, causing Tenchi to yelp and dart back in alarm, "I'll see to it that you're well trained before that happens, which reminds me, you had better practice harder on your sword work if you want to avoid being spanked again..."
"Mother!" Tenchi cried as she darted back and drew her bokken from concealment, just in time to deflect her mother's bokken as Achika leaped forward and batted her daughter's wooden sword to one side, then tried to press her offensive home as Tenchi dodged and darted out of the way, then took off at a run for the nearby forest.
"On day you'll thank me for this, you naughty little girl!" Achika chuckled as she gave chase to her star pupil, "When you're old enough to have girlfriends you'll know better than to shake that pert little ass around in people's faces, tempting them to distraction."
"MOTHER!" Tenchi protested as she prepared to defend her virtue.
Unseen and unheard by either older or younger Masaki heir, a pair of glowing eyes shone from the cave as a ghostly figure materialized, smiling a feral smile of anticipation and longing.
"That's right, little girl," a ghostly voice chuckled, "One of these days you're going to tempt fate with your prancing about like that...and I can't wait to be the one who shows you what you're missing..."
Ryunnosuke was a very popular girl in her school, so handsome that many other girls compared her to one of those male heartthrobs that you saw in posters and old vids from the pre-plague days when men ruled the planet. She tended to dress like a boy, preferring jeans to a dress and a boys uniform to a girl's one while attending Tomobiki High School. As such girls tended to all but throw themselves at her feet, and she was never at a loss for willing suitors, but always Ryunnosuke steadfastly refused to indulge in their wanton pleas for sex and favors, insisting on remaining faithful to her fianc e, Shinobu, who was under no such obligation to remain monogamous and faithful.
Ryunnosuke knew that Shinobu, like most other girls, had urges to screw that could override almost every other imperative, including normal levels of self-
control and discretion, but Ryunnosuke was a very different sort, the kind who did not like group scenes and multiple sex partners. This was, in part, due to the fact that her metabolism was somewhat different from the average female, allowing her intellect to remain in control of her hormones. The reason for this was a deeply held secret that only Shinobu and a few others were aware of, including her adopted parents, the Morisatos.
It was a secret that she maintained for a very good reason. So long as she passed herself off as a girl who dressed up like a boy she was relatively safe and secure. It was only during gym practice that her darkest secret threatened to (quite literally) come out, the secret that she had been protecting for most of her young life, the legacy of what the Millennial Virus had done to her genetic makeup.
With most women on the planet the virus had mutated into a benevolent form that promoted the health and vitality of the female double-X chromosome, effectively rendering them immune to all diseases with a natural regeneration that turned old people young and maximized their most attractive qualities so that the planest Jane became a stunning beauty with a body that would remain fit and trim well into her more advanced years. Women no longer had to struggle with the age-old demons of Obesity and Cellulite, nor did they struggle with the pains of monthly periods and eventual menopause but remained healthy, horny and in the mood for love twenty-four-seven for all the days of their perpetually young lives.
The Virus also tended to do more than just aggressively charge the female immune system, it also tended to make women incredibly horny with a need for sex that could at times be completely overwhelming. Most women these days practiced lesbianism and masturbation as a regular habit, and there was almost no such thing as a celibate nun in this day and age. As most women tended to be incredibly healthy, medical technology had gradually turned from the curing of diseases to devoting resources to dealing with the more urgent problem of reproduction, leading to radical new breakthroughs in the fields of cloning and invitro-fertilization.
Ryunnosuke, however, was one of those extremely rare cases where the Virus had triggered a very different set of changes in her anatomy. Mainly, though she was fully equipped with all the standard anatomy of a woman, she had one extra part denied to most girls in that she had a funny functioning set of male organs, ones capable of stimulating and impregnating another woman.
Hermaphrodites, TVs, or "Herms" (as they were more commonly called) were sought after as breeders since they did not require recombinant DNA research in order to conceive a child with another woman. Ryunnosuke knew that-as popular as she currently was-the ranks of her fans would swell exponentially if people knew that she was a "She-Male" beneath her masculine clothing. Only a few, like Shinobu, knew the truth about her condition, and obviously Shinobu was not the type who liked to share her favorite "fuck-toy." This attitude never kept Shinobu from screwing around with other girls, of course, but as far as she was concerned, Ryunnosuke was HER fianc e, and she'd damned well make certain that nobody else touched her prize without Shinobu's express consent. Ryunnosuke respected that, and-being less affected by the Nympho-properties of the Virus than most parties-she was able to maintain a fairly monogamous existence, stressful as it was at times to have to dodge the desperate, hungry women who seemed to be always hot for nailing her body.
Of course Ryunnosuke would have preferred it if she had remained fully a girl, like Shinobu, and she detested the need to wear masculine dress to hide the circumstances of her condition, but all she needed was to have a dress ride a little too high one day and expose the bulge in her crotch to full view and that would be all she wrote for her carefree days of independent bacherlorette-hood. Besides, as rumor went, her late father had wanted a boy instead of a girl, so in a way she was fulfilling his wishes.
She was reflecting on these things while on the way home from school one day, and so she failed to notice the woman standing in her path until she had quite literally bumped into her, then bounced off a very nice pair of well-developed breasts.
"Oh!" Ryunnosuke gasped, "You startled me...huh?"
The woman was very tall with long raven-black hair and she was dressed in the white habit of a Shinto Shrine maiden, leaning on a staff that was about a head taller even then she was, and she had the most beautiful face that Ryunnosuke could ever imagine seeing upon a (slightly) older woman, but said face was set in a severe frown of intense concentration, and rather than offer an apology for blocking the way, she instead pointed at Ryunnosuke and made a very harsh declaration.
"You!" she said, "Your face...how unfortunate! I have never seem a face so afflicted with misfortune!"
"Excuse me?" Ryunnosuke asked, taking another step backwards from this insane Holy woman.
"Believe me, young Herm, you are marked by the fates and you are headed into real problems!" the older woman declared, "I, Sakura, have foreseen this...!"
"Uh...right, nice talking to you, gotta go," Ryunnosuke replied as she hastily stepped around this stranger and headed down the sidewalk towards her home as fast as her dignity and legs could carry this oddly shrill talking soothsayer.
She came within a block of her adopted home-a place which she thought of as her own despite the fact that Mrs. Morisato had chiefly adopted her from that orphanage to replace her long-lost son, who had died of the plague while still an infant-when all of a sudden she heard sirens and motors approaching. The next thing she knew a limousine pulled up and some tough looking MIB-types hauled her inside. She was just about to ask if these strangers if they were somehow connected to the Shinto priestess when she found herself face-to-face with a woman whose identity made her gasp in amazement.
"K-K-Kahoru Iroka-sama?" Ryunnosuke gasped.
"How do you do, Morisato Ryunnosuke-san," said the beautiful redheaded Prime Minister of Japan, "We need to talk with you, do you have a few moments?"
"W-W-What is there to talk about?" Ryunnosuke asked, certain by now that she must be hallucinating, or else having one heck of a convincing daydream.
"Your future, for one thing, and the future of everyone else still living on this planet," the beautiful Prime Minister responded, "Tell me, do you know anything about politics or extraterrestrial life?"
"Not a thing!" Ryunnosuke truthfully admitted.
"Perfect," the older woman smiled, then added, "You may stop the car now. We have arrived at your home."
"Huh?" to Ryunnosuke's astonishment she found that she was, indeed, now parked in front of her own home, only there was something different added to the landscape, a shadow that fell over the house of her mother and her mother's recently wed co-wife's house...a shadow that prompted Ryunnosuke to glance upward at what caused it, which prompted her to say, "No way..."
"Ah, so young and innocent," the Prime Minister mused, "And about the same age as my darling angels, Futaba and Futana. Small wonder you've never seen a flying saucer before, but that's about to change, my dear, as you are shortly about to discover."
And suddenly Ryunnosuke had the horrible sensation that life was very much indeed about to change for her, and belatedly realized that-whoever that Shinto maiden was-she was dead-on accurate in her predictions...
TWO YEARS PREVIOUS:
Queen Beryl looked on in dismay as Jadeite reported in from his mission. To say that her Dark Kingdom general looked like hell warmed over would have been a gross understatement, and even for a Youma he looked as though he had seen better days. Though she was not truly concerned for his sake and welfare, curiosity prompted her to ask, "What has become of you? You look exhausted!"
"My Queen," Jadeite said in a ragged, hoarse voice, "You would not believe the day that I have been having! My mission to survey the planet Earth to discover if it was ripe for conquest...has gone somewhat awry, I fear..."
"Tell me what happened," Beryl demanded sternly, trying not to let any trace of foreboding be revealed in her imperious voice.
"As instructed, my Queen, I ventured to the human city known as Tokyo in order to investigate whether the dimensional fissure discovered there could be our means to gather all of he life energy that we would need to merge our world with theirs," Jadeite began, "I sought to disguise myself in an earthly identity, but no sooner did I begin to walk their streets when I noticed a curious phenomenon as humans stopped and looked at me and turned interested looks in my direction."
"Interested?" Beryl asked, "How so?"
"At first I had thought they were somehow penetrating my disguise," Jadeite shuddered before forcing himself to continue, "But then I discovered that there were no men upon those very streets...no men at all. I have since discovered that there are no human males anywhere in any of the major earth cities...but there are women..." he shuddered again, "...there most definitely ARE women...!"
"What are you saying, Man?" Beryl frowned, "Spit it out! Why are there no men left on Earth, and why are you trembling at the mere mention of these women?"
"They...they...they...did things to me, my Queen," Jadeite's voice quavered, "They mobbed me, stripped me naked, used me...oh, how they used me! Don't send me back there, please! Those women were insatiable! It was impossible to please them all, they kept demanding more and more from me...until I had nothing left to give...!"
Beryl could not believe that one of her fiercest generals was literally coming apart before her very eyes and had to snap at him to get him to regain some control over his composure, "Get ahold of yourself, Man! Snap out of this! You are a Dark Kingdom General and a Youma! You should not be fearing these humans, you should be draining them of their vital energy...!"
"Draining them?" Jadeite held up a hand and suddenly a ball of intensely concentrated life essence appeared, "This is what I was able to drain from them while they were draining me...of all that they could squeeze out of me! This is but a mere sample of the vital energy that courses through the raging hormones of these inhumanly human women! You want it? Here! Take all you like! There's much, much more of this to spare, and it didn't even slow them down! I took all that I could and they still kept on coming...and then they drained me of everything they could suck out of me...and more..." his voice broke off and he started to cough for a few minutes, then paused and said, "Excuse me, my Queen...I think I am coming down with a slight head cold..."
Beryl drew the balled energy to her then held it in the palms of her hands, marveling at the feel of it, amazed at so much vitality that she had to say, "You took this much from a mere mod of human females? Why, with energy such as this I could conquer an entire universe! You must tell me how you did this, Man! Speak now...Jadeite?"
Malachite stepped gingerly forward and observed the fallen body of his fellow general, then turned to his Queen and said, "My lady...he has fainted."
Beryl sniffed, dismissing the significance of this, "Men...no staying power at all. Well, have him cleaned up and looked at, and when he regains consciousness I will interrogate him for more details."
"My lady," Nephrite spoke up, "Do you think this might have any significance in relation to those rumors that we were hearing about a human who goes by the name of Sailor V?"
"That silly rumor about some blonde twit who attacks our agents and sexually molests them?" Beryl sniffed, "What about it?"
"Oh, nothing," Nephrite replied, "Just thinking out loud..." he tried to sound dismissive, though a glance at Jadeite's fallen form was making him suddenly very nervous about their plans of invading the world that could contain such terrifying female humans...
THE PRESENT:
"What to wear, what to wear, what to wear!" Tsukino Usagi fretted as she pulled one dress after another out from her closet, "I've been dating Rei-chan for two years now...you'd think I'd know what her tastes were or what she liked to see me best in..."
"You have got to be kidding," her faithful Mooncat, Luna, remarked from where she was laying on the window sill trying to ignore the chaos that surrounded her young ward, "You know that Hino Rei likes best seeing you naked, but if you go outside without clothing I can guarantee you'll cause a riot."
"True enough," Usagi smiled, "I am pretty irresistible, when you come right down to it."
Luna rolled her eyes and sighed, "Why do I even bother? No sense trying to get you to take Senshi business seriously when all you can think about is how you're going to screw your friends and give some sort of horrible venereal disease to the soldiers of the Dark Kingdom."
"C'mon, Luna, lighten up," said Molly from where she was thumbing through the pages of a fashion magazine, "You know there are no more venereal diseases out there. The plague wiped them out when it made women resistant to all other kinds of disease. There's no chance of transferring anything through some casual sex, and you know it."
"I know," Luna grumbled, "It just...doesn't seem natural, that you girls can have so much energy and screw each other so often without paying some sort of penalty for it. I didn't think the heavens worked like that..."
"You're a prude, you know that?" Usagi sniffed, "If you were human you'd know that girls were meant to screw each other, silly. It's the natural way of things these days..."
"Right," Molly agreed, "Usagi and I've been screwing around since we first hit puberty together, and you know that I absolutely adore Mizuno Ami and would do anything to get her naked and in my bed as often as I can convince her to stop over."
"Hey, we're stopping by the Cherry Hill shrine for some casual sex after we hit the mall and pick up some extra lookers..." Usagi brightened.
"More like the Cherry Hill brothel," Luna muttered sourly under her breath.
"Really?" Molly grinned, setting down her magazine, "Then count me in! If Makoto-chan's going to be there then I'll bet it's a whips and leather bondage session we'll be having, and I can't wait to get Ami in the stocks again. I'll have to wear my favorite strap-on for this...!"
Luna heaved a sigh and said, "Why is it the Dark Kingdom can't ever have the decency to wipe us out and put an end to my misery? But no, you girls scared all of their minions off after the way you ganged up and exhausted queen Beryl, then did the same thing to nearly every other Dark Kingdom servant you've crossed paths with ever since."
"You talking as if it were a bad thing," Usagi chided, "Hey, in two years time we've been victorious in preserving humanity against all kinds of supernatural dangers. So we like to have a little fun with the bad guys before we dust them...is that a crime?"
"Yeah, would you rather they take over and obliterate reality as we know it?" Molly asked, "Besides, it's been a fun two years, full of romance and adventure, and I wouldn't have missed a single minute of it, not even if I'd gotten to keep that cute Nephrite..." she sighed, "I really miss him..."
"You screwed the poor man nearly into a coma," Luna scowled as only a cat could scowl, "Then you did the same thing to Zoicite and Malachite, then each one of them came down with the plague, and that was the end for them. So much for your argument that you girls don't carry any venereal diseases."
"Okay, so it's hard to find a man who can last long enough for us to keep track," Usagi shrugged, "But that's no reason to stop trying...and one of these days we'll meet a guy who's got the stamina to be more than a one-nighter."
"Give me strength," Luna moaned softly, burying her head under her paws and wondering what she had done in her previous life to endure having Senshi wards who behaved like rabid animals and freely screwed anything on two legs (thank the Stars that cats had four of them!) without the slightest hesitation. If only they thought about normal things like clothing and eating, but no, with these girls it was just "Sex, sex and more sex," and never once a thought to finding a cure for the affliction that had turned the human race into a sea of raging female hormones.
Just then Aino Minako came rushing into their room in a cheerful blonde storm of tireless Estrogen as she cried, "Hey guys! I think a new Dark Kingdom menace has finally popped up, and it's got something to do with a Circus that Mako-chan and I ran into. And get this...they may have a connection to that mysterious Pegasus guy that's been stalking Chibi-Usa's dreams."
"Pegasus?" Usagi perked up, "You mean a winged horse that's supposedly only able to appear to human virgins?"
Molly looked up and said, "What's a virgin?"
"Never mind," said Artemis as he exchanged tired looks with Luna, "You girls wouldn't believe us if we told you..."
MEANWHILE, BACK AT THE TENDO HOUSEHOLD:
"Girls," Kimiko Tendo said to her daughters once they had assembled in the main living room of their house, "I have some good news to tell you...it concerns some guests who will be staying with us for a while now...um...Kasumi-chan?"
"Yes, Mother dear?" Kasumi asked brightly.
"I don't mean to pry into your personal life," her mother noted, "But...who is that strange girl sitting in your lap French-kissing you, and why is she all tied up?"
"Oh," Kasumi belatedly remembered her manners as she indicated the beautiful naked dark haired girl who was bound with ropes that kept her hands behind her back, her feet tied firmly together, and she smiled as she gave her new friend an affectionate breast-fondle, "This is Ayukawa Madoka, someone new whom I met today, and I'm kidnapping her for the rest of the afternoon. Do you mind that very much?"
"Well, no, not as such," Kimiko remarked, privately admiring this Madoka girl and not in the least bit surprised at the way her daughter was handling her like a prized ornament, "But I am curious...why are you kidnapping her?"
"Because Madoka-chan asked me to," Kimiko replied as she ran a finger up and down Madoka's slit, "And because she's been so very nice to me since I refused to buy her cosmetics."
"It seemed like a decent consolation prize for me," the girl in question said brightly, "When I saw your daughter I just knew I had to ravish her, and because I needed an excuse to take the rest of the day off I asked her to truss me up with good, sturdy ropes so I can excuse myself to my employers, and to Akane, who's going to be ever-so-jealous if I don't invite her here the next time around."
"Akane?" Kimiko turned to her youngest daughter, "This is one of your friends?"
"Hardly," Akane could not keep envy out of her expression as she eyed the girl her sister was molesting with obvious hunger, "She must mean some other Akane, one I haven't met..."
"That's right," Madoka replied, "Kyosuke Akane, and she's very dear to me, but she's also a powerful telepath and would know it if I lied to her and said I stayed out late when I didn't have to. Now I can truthfully say that I've been kidnapped and molested by a client, and she'll accept that as a good excuse, provided I bring her over next time so she can screw you."
"Well, I look forward to meeting her," Kasumi said brightly, "And if you want to kidnap me for a few days, I'm sure my mother and sisters won't mind very much."
"Sure," Nabiki smirked, "Oneechan gets kidnapped and molested all the time, and can you blame her? I mean, she's one hot piece of ass..."
"Ahem," Kimiko sighed, "Young people these days. As I was about to say...I have some guests whom I'd like to introduce you to..."
All at once a heavy treading sound resonated from the back porch, and to the astonishment of the majority of those sitting around the table they found a panda bear walking on two legs carrying a struggling redhead across its shoulder.
"Put me down already!" the redhead demanded as she fought to get loose, "This is undignified, not to mention one hell of a way to make a good first impression!"
To the further amazement of the onlookers, two young girls came trotting along beside the panda, the first one a pony-tailed girl with brown hair wearing some manner of chef's outfit, and the second an equally lovely Chinese girl with long flowing purple hair done up in the formal style of a pair of odangos, herself draped in a lovely two-piece ensemble of pink pants and matching top, gliding along with a cat-like ease that drew the immediate attention of the younger girls sitting at the table.
"If you were worried about dignified first impressions, Ranchan," the brown haired girl remarked, "Then you shouldn't have tried running when we got here."
"Aiyaa," the purple haired girl agreed, "Have only self to blame for getting splashed by fire hydrant you knock over."
"Oh my," Kasumi remarked, "A panda bear. How unusual."
"No kidding," Madoka said dryly, for the moment actually regretting that she was bound up like a tasty snack awaiting said panda.
"Momma...are you sure about this?" Nabiki asked with obvious trepidation.
"Don't worry," Akane said, "If it tries anything, I'll..."
"Fetch a pot of hot water from the kitchen, Akane-dear," Kimiko said calmly, "There's nothing to be afraid about, girls. All will be explained to you in another few moments."
"I sure hope so," Nabiki said warily as Akane reluctantly went to the kitchen and fetched the tea pot that Kimiko had already set to boiling.
Moments later the younger girls received a second astonishing revelation, for the moment Kimiko poured the hot water over the panda it shrank down in size and became instead an beautiful woman with short reddish-brown hair wearing a kimono with a cloth-wrapped object slung across her back. She set the redheaded girl down and said, "Now, Ranma, behave yourself or I'll sick your fianc es on you this time, and you know what that means."
The strange woman took the teapot from Kimiko and held it up as if threatening the redhead, who seemed to immediately get the message and at once desisted, instead slumping her shoulders in tacit resignation.
"All right, Mom...you win...for now," the redhead grumbled.
"Very well then," the strange woman set the tea pot down (but well within easy reach if needed) then turned to Kimiko and said, "I'm so sorry about...MMMMPPPHHH! Well...I'm not sorry about that..."
Kasumi, Nabiki and Akane all looked on with wide-eyes as they saw their mother embrace the other woman in a kiss that was full of much fire and passion and brought the temperature of the room up by several degrees for the space of several moments. Then Kimiko moved a bit away from her friend and seemed to be wrestling for self-control before smiling in an apologetic manner.
"Sorry about that," she said, "But when I saw you transform just now...I just couldn't help myself! I've missed you so much!"
"And I've missed you too, Kimiko-chan," the other woman said as the two women clasped arms together and smiled in a way that seemed to suggest hearts and flowers and music in the background.
"Whoah..." Nabiki blinked, "Way to go, Momma..."
"Oh my, is this a friend of yours, Mother?" Kasumi asked.
"Sure looks friendly to me," Madoka commented dryly.
"Not that we mind or nothing like that," Akane said suggestively, "But would you mind telling us who that is, Mom?"
"Oh, quite right," Kimiko continued holding hands with her friend as she turned to regard her children, "Girls, this is Saotome Nodoka, of the Anything Goes Ryu. Nodoka-chan is my friend, whom I have not seen in far too many years, and this is her only daughter, Saotome Ranma, who will be staying with us as an honored guest."
"Uh...hi," Ranma nervously responded, shuffling her feet and looking increasingly uneasy.
"Oho?" Nabiki eyed the redhead slyly, "She's cute."
"No fooling," Akane was all but drooling, "What a fox."
"She is young...but nicely well formed," Kasumi remarked before remembering to squeeze one of the nipples of the girl sitting across her lap, "But not half as well formed as my new friend, Madoka-chan."
"Nice that you remember me," Madoka replied in mildly ruffled tones before giving a sly nod to both the redhead and her two companions, "And who are these other two?"
"I was just getting to that," Kimiko smiled, "This is Kuonji Ukyo, Saotome's adopted daughter, and this is Xian-Pu of the Joketsuzoku Amazons of China, and they are Saotome Ranma's two fianc es, both by marriage agreement. They're here because of an agreement between our families of Saotome and Tendo to engage one or more of you to Ranma in a group arrangement that's already been cleared by the department of resources..."
"Whoah, back up a minute there, Momma?" Nabiki urged, "The department of resources? Why are they interested in a group marriage?"
"Because there is something special about my Ranma that has gained the approval of official circles," Nodoka replied, "You see, she is not only a beautiful young woman of great potential in the martial arts, but..."
"Ah...shouldn't we, like, prepare them for this first, Mom?" the redhead hastily asked, "I mean...you know what happened the last time you let the beans slip about my...little secret..." she gave a nervous look towards the two girls flanking her, both Ukyo and Shampoo, who smiled back with predatory expressions.
"Prepare us for what?" Akane asked in frustration. She had never liked mysteries, especially ones that refused to come right out and give you the answers.
"You're quite right, of course, Ranma," Nodoka smiled, "From the beginning then. A long time ago, before the plague, your father, my husband, and Kimiko-chan's husband, the father of these three lovely girls, were students together under the same martial arts master, the legendary and infamous Happosai."
"Founder of the Anything Goes Ryu," Kimiko duly noted.
"Yes," Nodoka continued, "Well, it seems that the Master was...how shall I say this? Not entirely right in the head? He was what, in the old days, we used to refer to as a 'pervert,' someone who engaged in inappropriate activities such as stealing women's underwear and molesting the young women with whom he came in contact..."
"Well, what's wrong with that?" Akane asked, seeing nothing wrong with such perfectly ordinary behavior.
"It was a different time then, Child," Kimiko cautioned for patience, a quality in which her youngest was notably lacking, "Master Happosai had very exacting training standards that involved a lot of thieving and generally lawless conduct, and your father-alas-was often caught up in his reckless shenanigans. Well, one day, as our husbands related it to us, they assisted him in stealing a magical sword from a temple in which it had long been safeguarded, a sword that granted the master three terrible wishes. The first was that he wished for all the panties and lingerie in the world, the second that all women everywhere would be young and beautiful forever..."
"What's so terrible about that?" Nabiki asked, "People steal my lingerie all the time..."
"You mean my lingerie don't you?" Akane noted in a suggestive tone of voice, "You never could keep your hands out of my drawers, Nabiki."
"Imotochan, I never could keep my hands off of anything you own," Nabiki replied with a sly and incredibly lewd expression.
"As I was saying," Kimiko arched her tone to insure that the girls were all paying attention, "The third wish was the most terrible one of all...Master Happosai, in a rash fit of pique, wished that all the men in this world would get sick and die...which is about the time when the plague virus escaped from its hidden laboratory and started to ravage the world, creating the era that we live with today and..."
"Wait a minute!" Akane declared in shock, "Are you saying he caused the plague? That the guy who taught our fathers is responsible for the deaths of over half the people on the planet?"
"Oh my..." Kasumi was so shocked that she ceased to play with Madoka's body for several long moments, much to the acute displeasure of her nominal "kidnap victim."
"Kami-sama..." Nabiki was horrified, "Do you have any idea what sort of a lawsuit they could slap against us for that?"
"It's all be dealt with through the appropriate channels," Nodoka assured them, "Our husbands paid the ultimate price for their part in this folly, and so did the Master, who became a victim of his own foolish wish. The matter is not for widespread discussion, so I'm afraid that I'm going to have to insist that your friend here keep silent and not make a rumor over this fact that the Anything Goes Ryu is in any way responsible for the disaster that afflicts us, or else..."
With one smooth motion of her hand she uncovered the cloth-wrapped object at her shoulder, and all at once the hiss of a katana blade announced its presence, even as the tip of same was pressed up under the chin of a suddenly nervous Madoka.
"Ah..." Madoka wilted, "I...think I get your point..."
"Not yet," Nodoka smiled, "But you will if I get even a hint that you made this story available to anyone outside this room. Now then," she said as she sheathed her blade and covered it once more in its silk wrappings, "The arrangement that your mother and I made with the government was that we do what we can to ameliorate the immediate situation. Men are gone because of the foolishness of the men of our clan, leaving it to the women of Tendo and Saotome house to make right what they bungled."
"To that end," Kimiko smiled, "We have agreed to combine the Tendo and Saotome families, and to bind it to the family of Kuonji and the Amazons of China through an arranged four-way marriage. Each of you who voluntarily agree to be a part of this will consent to bear the children of Saotome Ranma, and to make Ranma available to any and all women who wish to be fertilized with the seed of our clan. In this way we will help to set right the imbalance that was created through an error of judgement, and for this Saotome Ranma comes well and truly gifted."
"Oh?" Nabiki asked, giving the redhead a cautious appraisal, "And what's special about her, beyond general cuteness? Is she a Herm?"
"Hardly," Nodoka replied, pouring water over the redhead, causing Ranma to flinch and grow in size by almost a full foot, "You see...the reason the government was so generous in setting these terms is because my son is an asset they value far more than pointless retribution."
The appreciative gasps of nearly everything female in the room could be heard all around, causing Ranma-kun to cringe in dread of what was surely to follow.
"He's...a man?" Kasumi blinked, "Oh my..."
"Not just a man," Madoka started to drool, "But a MAN!"
"You got that right," Nabiki was fidgeting in her seat, looking ready to leap across the table and pounce upon the nervous-looking Ranma.
"She's a guy?" Akane spoke the word with disgust, "That's the most terrible thing I've ever heard! What did you do to her, and can you change her back?"
"Actually," Kimiko explained, "Ranma was born a man, but the Amazons knew of a way to change his sex and thus confuse the virus to spare him."
"It was the only way to save my son from the plague that his own father helped to unleash," Nodoka explained, "A small sacrifice to preserve such an important legacy, and now, because of the wisdom of Shampoo's elder, one man still lives to preserve the 'Y' chromosome for posterity. If you agree to bear his offspring, then it will all have meant something, and my son will be the 'Man among Men' that I promised to his father."
"You mean if...one of us..." Nabiki looked as though she were having trouble containing her excitement.
"He does seem rather mature for his age," Kasumi admired, looking equally ready to chase Ranma all the way to the nearest bedroom.
"Um...can someone from the Ayukawa family get in on this?" Madoka asked in a hopeful manner.
"Geez, what's wrong with you guys?" Akane asked in disgust, "You're acting like you've never seen a man before..."
"And you have?" Ukyo leered, "Come on...what's the problem? You mean you've never been curious at all what it's like to do it with a guy?"
"I'd rather do it with you or that other girl," Akane folded her arms and huffed, "Count me out of this, I want nothing to with him."
"What you have problem with men for?" Shampoo asked in evident surprise.
"Are you kidding?" Akane responded, "Men are bad news! They poisoned the world, enslaved women everywhere, created hunger and poverty and lots of other things that we're struggling with even now to clean up. And you just heard what Mom admitted to? Our own Dad was one of the guilty parties that brought an end to the reign of men on this planet! If you ask me, it was a judgement by the Kami..."
"Geez, you sound just like my Akane," Madoka turned to the younger girl, "Are you sure you two aren't related?"
"A militant Gaeist?" Nodoka arched an eyebrow.
Kimiko sighed, "I'm afraid that Akane...has never shown much interest in the history of male culture. I've tried to instill a healthy respect in all my girls for the men who perished from the blindness of a few, but..."
"Come on, Mom," Akane all but pleaded, "Men are what made this world a bad place in your time. Why should we help to bring them back into the world when all they'll do is screw things up all over?"
"It doesn't have to be that way, you know," Ukyo reasoned.
"If men learn place then they let women do important work and they take care of families, just like in Amazon village," Shampoo seconded.
"Akane-chan," Nodoka said gently, "Your mother is making this an offer to you and your sisters, but if you don't want to be engaged to my son, then no one is going to force you."
"Look, I don't want to be rude to a personal friend of my Mom," Akane said curtly, "But bringing a guy into this house is a very bad idea, and so help me, if he causes any trouble..."
"Shut up, little Sister," Nabiki said, turning back to Nodoka and smiling, "We'd be honored to accept your generous invitation."
"Oh my, yes," Kasumi looked and sounded a bit feverish and had a speck of drool on her chin from where she was hungrily eyeing the now panicky-looking Ranma.
"I still hope you let me be a part of this," Madoka urged wryly, "I just know my friend Hikaru-chan will also want to offer herself as a breeder when I tell her about this..."
"Ahem," Nodoka frowned ever-so-slightly.
"Ah...not that I'd ever let her know about the rest of it, of course," Madoka hastily added.
"We'll talk about it, Sugar," Ukyo leered.
"Maybe you make offer we like, we think about it," Shampoo seconded.
"In the meantime," Kimiko clapped her hands together and beamed broadly, "I can see you girls are just itching to get to know your new husband better, so let's not keep you away from indulging your wishes, shall we? Nodoka and I are planning to go upstairs and get reacquainted again, so if you'll all just take advantage of our absence we'll pretend not to hear a thing and you can find out what a man feels like in your arms."
"Not to mention other apertures," Nodoka added slyly, "Make good use of my son, but be mindful, men are fragile and do have their limits."
"MOM!" Ranma looked ready to pick up and run as the two older women linked arms together and headed for the stairs, leaving him alone at the mercy of a ring of famished feminine pulchritude, the new girls no less eager to get started than were Ukyo and Shampoo. Only Akane was glaring at him with hostile indifference before the dark-haired girl snorted and whirled about in a fit of indignant outrage.
"Fine, whatever, you guys do what you like, but I'm not sticking around for this," she called over her shoulder as she headed towards the door, "I'm visiting my friends, Yuka and Sayuri, and I'm staying the night with them, so just remember, I told you so, and YOU'LL BE SORRY!"
"Have fun with your friends, Akane-chan," Kasumi urged as she got up on all fours and started stalking like a big cat ready to devour the pigtailed "mouse" that she was seeing.
"We're gonna have a little party of our own," Nabiki purred like a cat as she padded around to approach from the opposite direction, "By the way, handsome...do you like to mount from the rear or the front, because I can go either way myself..."
"Hey, can someone untie me so I can help screw him?" Madoka protested, wiggling within her bonds and wishing that Kasumi were not so good at tying her up.
"HELP!" Ranma cringed as he found himself being seized within the powerful grip of Shampoo and Ukyo, who made certain to prevent him escaping the two new girls being added to their tight little circle.
It was the beginning of a lengthy and very interesting session for the women of the growing Saotome household, and for the human race itself a new beginning altogether...
Continued.
Comments/Criticisms/Orgiastic Fulfillment: shadowmane
Sorry to leave things hanging at a near-climax, but I wanted to set things up for this chapter, then explore them at greater length and (ahem) depth in the next one. I'm sure many people will complain that there is not enough Lemon "juice" in this Lemon, but I wanted to explore the question of what a world such as this would be like, especially with famous characters from various Anime series who have to get along without the male protagonists of said series. Sorry I didn't give a list of attributions...I've forgotten who half these people belong to anyway, and besides, this is more satire than lemon. Next time I will try to give you more "meat" and less pudding for filling, so when we pick up next time Ranma will be (barely) holding his own against the girls intent on making him the father of their babies. So, be with us next time for, "A Time for Light and Darkness," or, "To Have, Screw and Make Bold!" Be there!
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