Anime Addventure : Chained World

by tutcat

Stories that are from that place that have been saved. Ranma/slaves all hell. Shout out to Gelionlegends (all stories up for adoption)

2. SM

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

This is a collection of fic s 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 fic .

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 fic s if you have them will post for others to be able to read.

Chained World: SM

Shopping [Episode 109642]
by Kestral

"We have to get to our destination quickly so that we don't have to worry about being late. When we get there, then we can go and we can go get you a slave for yourself."

Ranma stumbled to a halt, then had to go running to catch up with his old man. "Whatta ya mean by that?!"

Genma leapt over a trashcan and climbed a wall to start running atop the brick "shortcut" he'd found. "You remember that tournament you entered?"

"Which one?" Ranma frowned as he followed his father. "You've entered me in a few lately."

"The one six months ago where the first prize was a merchandise voucher," answered Genma as he hurdled over a set of flowerpots.

"Yeah, ya thought it was food," said Ranma, remembering that. "It turned out they were... oh."

"Well today's the day of their big auction," said Genma. Over the wall, to the roof, along the fence on the other side, to the next set of roofs. "I signed your name to the forms and the contract is still good. To my surprise, you passed the psychological test."

"Yeah, I do tend to suck at tests," admitted Ranma in an odd moment of candor. "But a slave?!"

"Or two or three," grunted Genma. "Depends on how many accessories you want with her to fill out the amount. She'll have skills you don't have, and allow us both to focus more attention on the Art. We have to get there before the best choices are taken though!"

"...but a slave?!" asked Ranma, still not comfortable with the concept. Still, he'd heard things about female slaves. Particularly the full-use ones. There were things spoken of in the all-boys schools he'd attended, and there were possibilities therein.

Genma didn't answer, finally leading Ranma to a large tent set up in a square. Brandishing the winner's ticket, Genma was waved on in and Ranma continued to follow - still trying to sort out his feelings on the subject.

Genma quickly found someone in charge who looked at the voucher, nodded and went into an area in the back. Genma waved to Ranma to stay there, and followed the guy.

Ranma was getting impatient when they emerged, and not alone.

The young martial artist stared. This girl was to be his slave? She was cute. Wearing an outfit that showed off a feminine figure, the thick collar and leash being a symbolic thing that wasn't practical for day-to-day use but kind of traditional in this atmosphere.

Other girls were brought out, one by one, and knelt by the stage. Some looked down towards his feet, others looked up at him with a challenge, another looked ready to break out in tears and had a sort of "lost puppy" expression.

The auctioneer started talking, and Ranma only half-listened. Full use slaves, yadda yadda, he gave their names and what kind of skills they had, what they'd done or their parents had done to get into this situation, and so on. One of the girls had been disobedient and disrespectful, perpetually late, and had gotten rotten test scores. She'd been so bad that her mother had threatened to sell her into slavery, and then done so when the girl had continued to misbehave. All had received some minimal "treatment" so that they'd be less troublesome from now on. He was to take care of her and treat her well and humanely, not use a big switch or anything like that, and so on.

Most of Ranma's attention was on the various girls, and one in particular. Ranma startled as he realized he'd been asked a question. Looking at all the girls again, his attention was riveted by that one who had most caught his eye. "Her."

Chained World: Group Purchase [Episode 111434]
by Kender

Most of Ranma's attention was on the various girls, and one in particular. Ranma startled as he realized he'd been asked a question. Looking at all the girls again, his attention was riveted by that one who had most caught his eye. "Her," he said firmly, and then as he looked at her, found himself reading her lips, and adding, "And her friends there too."

His new slave broke out into a big smile, and seemed much happier as the auctioneers proceeded to follow his wishes.

At that moment though, he blinked and realised what he'd done. He'd heard the stories about slave owning, and had even seen some over the years, but he hadn't actually expected to own one until his father had brought it up. And now he was going to own more than even that.

Rubbing his eyes, he knew that the other boys back at his last school would have had a field day with this one. They'd all told the familiar stories, like the hot teacher who'd wound up being owned by one of her students, the beautiful tutor who would offer herself as a slave if her charge got a good grade on the next test, or the lovely athletic star won in a tense contest. But he'd never been into that sort of tale telling simply because it tended to be nothing more than that. He'd been all over the place, and never seen that sort of thing in reality, though he couldn't actually make them believe it.

However, he was now the owner of multiple slave girls, all of whom were attractive, and of the sort that would have had other boys drooling in anticipation of having them. Which was a bit overwhelming for him, but he wasn't about to send them back. He'd already chosen them, and he really didn't want to see what happened if he rejected them out of hand. There had been stories about that too after all.

So he only was able to give a nervous grin as the girls were brought up to him, each now his personal property. Not that he planned on treating them like his pack. These were living breathing individuals, and he knew that he'd have to be a good master for them.

He just wondered what that would entail.

There wasn't real time for pondering the question though, as the girl who had caught his eye was in the lead, and he was now about to really meet the:

Chained World: Rabbit stew-ed [Episode 111463]
by Kestral

It had all started out simply enough.

Usagi Tsukino had been having trouble at school, things had not been going well at all for her, she'd been missing sleep due to yoma attacks.

Her mother had threatened to sell her into slavery if her grades didn't improve. Usagi had realized this was a great plan waiting to happen. If she was a slave she wouldn't have to study hard, she could find a handsome Master and sleep in late. She wouldn't have to worry at all. All the slavegirls she'd seen had great figures too - one less worry.

Lousy grades, but as she was fourteen at the time, her mother's contract had stipulated that she had six months to improve her performance before it became final.

That had been prior to finding Luna and her new friends.

Continued late-sleeping, grades that failed to make the standards, and sneaking off at night - and one day Usagi Tsukino's name was stricken from the family register. Gone was Usagi Tsukino, now there was merely Usagi T1046-E registered slave.

She'd remembered just as her mother had tearfully bade her goodbye. She'd realized that Mamo-chan might be able to buy her, if he knew. If he could just do so before someone else did.

IF - a big word denoting possibilities that were unrealized.

Instead of a simple legal purchase, there had come an attempt to break in and rescue her before she had undergone conditioning.

Usagi had gone through the hormonal and attitudinal adjustments, had the barcode imprinted on the sole of her left foot and the back of her right hand, as well as her identification as "Usagi T1046-E" tattooed on her right buttcheek. She'd heard some shouting but been otherwise undisturbed as she was processed.

Legal issues had faced the various parents of those involved, those without such voice had quickly joined Usagi. Those with that voice had some recourse at least.

Mamoru C1081-B was sold as skilled labor to a ryokan in Sendai.

Usagi was joined by Makoto K1082-C, and Rei H1085-D before much time had passed and they were "prettied up" for sale.

As for Ami and Minako,

Chained World: Problem Probation [Episode 113036]
by Kender

As she sat in her room, Ami was painfully aware of just how badly she and her friends had screwed up. Things could not have gone much worse, and as they stood, she knew that even that little success was pyrrhic. Instead of managing what they had set out to do, they had screwed up.

Which she had feared from the start. The government had been aware that people might try to get friends out before they were enslaved, steal slaves that they wanted away, or just try and do something stupid. So they had guards, alarms and defenses to keep the rabble out of the processing spots. That was bad enough, but they couldn't use any sort of powers to really injure the normal people who were merely doing their jobs.

All the pulling back their punches simply resulted in the guards being able to use the 'pile warm bodies on the intruders' plan to great effect.

So they'd been taken into custody, and things had gotten worse from there. Makoto and no family, just like Mamoru, so they got processed, and Rei wound up right there along with them. Such a situation was not what they'd wanted, but that was what they got.

In her case, the fact that she'd been against the plan from the start helped. Most put it down to bad influences, and combined with the fact that her mother was a highly placed, and respected doctor, she had been spared the fate of her friends. Not that it was totally out for her, as she was still on probation with the authorities.

But what was worse was all the disappointment. Her mother was severely let down, her teachers tended to give her rueful looks, and her fame as a prodigy was badly tarnished. It helped that everyone just seemed to take it as her being in with a bit of a problem group, and were willing to let her try and redeem herself.

She was going to try hard to do that, though she wasn't about to give up on her friends. The fact that they'd just been misguided was accepted, but there was no leeway there. They'd broken the law, and were going to have to pay for it.

As a result, there were only two of them free, and she was the better off of the pair.

Her only hope was that Minako wouldn't make it so that she was the only one left.

Looking over her schoolwork, Minako sighed heavily. She'd never been very good with this sort of thing, and even with the tutoring that she was recieving, it still wasn't getting any less distasteful. Rather, she was having a hard time wanting to do much, despite her current situation.

Of course, she was wary of the fact that her mother had put her foot down on this. Her parents had saved her from becoming a slave like Rei, Makoto and Mamoru, but they had made it clear that if she didn't clear up her act soon, she would be going back to the processing center, this time as a slave. Her grades and irresponsibility were one thing, but the fact that she had broken into a government instillation and assaulted the security officers was even worse. It was apparent that they had reached the end of their ropes, and that if she didn't do something, the only assignments that she'd get would be from her master or mistress.

She wasn't happy about it, but that was what she had to work with. The plan that she and Rei had worked out had seemed to be good enough, and they'd thought that they'd get it done, but it had screwed up big time. Now they were down to only two of them free, and she was afraid that she was teetering on the edge of making it so that Ami would be the only one who wasn't a slave.

Still, she knew that she had to have hope one way or the other, and she tried to work on the stupid assignment in the hopes that if she got it done, she wouldn't have to think about it.

That it would keep her from thinking about the others was also a plus.

Ranma looked over the three girls that were now his slaves and had to admit that they were good looking. The one had first looked at was blonde, with her hair done up in odd balls, but the other two were no slouches either. One was tall, with her brown hair up in a pony tail and the other had a curtain of raven hair. All three were slim, young and were wearing outfits that showed that they were definately shapely females.

And as he took in the leashes that were now in his hands, he gave them a nervous smile

Chained World: Signed, sealed, delivered [Episode 113094]
by Kestral

The agency had a small kit for each of the three slaves now owned by Ranma Saotome, martial artist.

There were organizations that had developed over the centuries to assure the slave caste their rights, limited as they were, and their care. Some organizations were funded by companies who specialized in their care and maintenance, or who used large amounts of their labor, or whom had other ties in those regards.

The little pink kits were from one of the humanitarian organizations, and included a number to call if the new Master or Mistress actually violated those laws. It also had a small case to carry their legal identification and any licensures they acquired, a set of breath mints, three small tubes of salve (collar or cuffs tended to chaff the skin at least initially), and a small pill that nobody hardly ever talked about - other than it was the Final Resort for when a slave absolutely could not bear their burden. Other than that there was a small ladies' razor, a toothbrush, toothpaste, dental floss, and a nail file.

Included with the little pink kit was a small compact makeup kit, which was provided by a cosmetics company that specialized in the market.

Their clothing consisted of the collar, leash, a white sleeveless tunic that belted around their middle and hung down to mid-thigh, bracers that covered wrist to almost the elbow, and open-toed sandals.

Ranma had traveled extensively and eyed their clothing with something other than lust. The tunic was thin and cheap fabric. The sandals were likewise cheap. Within two days on the open road, neither sandals nor tunic would provide any protection. The small kits were mass produced, though some individual designs were on the makeup kits. Makoto had chosen roses, Usagi had chosen one with a rabbit, and Rei had apparently chosen one with some sort of old woodcut design.

So Ranma was dealing with the thought of having three attractive girls who would have to do whatever he said (certain exclusions, limitations, and restrictions may apply. offer void where prohibited, limited time offer) that he was responsible for - by focussing on other things that they were attractive girls.

While roughing it was perfectly fine for him, he doubted it would work for all of them. The tall one looked like she might have some pretty good strength but otherwise he doubted it.

Genma grunted as he looked the three over. "Any of you can cook?"

"I can!" the tall one was quick to raise her hand, looking particularly enthusiastic about this ability.

"Any of you camp out regularly?" Genma asked next, seeing their clothing and coming to the same conclusion as Ranma about its survivability.

Three heads shook, no enthusiasm at all showing.

Genma let out a deep breath. Three cute young girls, apparently nice girls - not unpredictable that an inexperienced boy like Ranma would choose them though he'd hoped the boy would have had more sense. Well, when they didn't work out, he could get Ranma to sell off the ones that couldn't cook. "Any other skills you've got?"

Usagi's eyes filled with tears, just knowing she'd end up back on the block if she couldn't find something to say. "Ahhhhh."

"I've studied some kung fu," said Makoto after a moment.

"Oh?" Both Ranma and Genma perked up at this. Ranma because he might be able to train Makoto to the point where she could be a credible sparring partner. Genma because Ranma could potentially take this girl as his first pupil, and thereby learn to be a sensei as well as a student.

"I'm trained as a miko, a shrine maiden, and I have some psychic gifts," volunteered Rei, really not wanting to go back to the auction block. Some of those people looking her way had "felt" greasy and disgusting to her.

Not that the father was much better in her eyes.

Ranma appraised the girl who identified herself as a miko. Weren't they contract slaves to begin with? Probably used to working hard, long hours, that sort of thing.

"Excuse me?" said an unfamiliar voice.

Chained World: Fight Time [Episode 114933]
by Kender

The group turned to look at the speaker and found a boy of about Ranma's age looking back at him with a hopeful grin. "You're Ranma Saotome, aren't you?"

"Uhh... Yeah," the pigtailed boy confirmed, "That's me. And you are?"

"Mitsuru Gonji, but I'm nothing like you."

"You're not?"

"Nope. I'm not a kick ass fighter. But you are! I saw that tournament, and you were amazing! I've seen a lot of fighters, but that was too cool!"

Ranma relaxed as he realised that this boy had to be a fight fan of some sort. He gave off no sign of actually having trained, and seemed just really excited. Which he didn't mind much at all. "So I guess you watched it."

"Yup. I watch all the fights I can. The strength and combat skills are simply indiscribable, and the way that two fighters tough it out in the end... There's nothing like it in the world."

"I guess so. But did you only want to say 'hi'?"

"Oh, no," Mitsuru told him as he rubbed the back of his head. "I wanted to let you know that there's a martial arts tournament happening soon, and I figured that you might want to enter."

"A challenge?"

"Yup. I've got the flyer right here."

"Hmmm... interestin'," the pigtailed boy murmured.

"I hope you think so, and that you decide to compete."

"I probably will."

"You will? Cool! I'll see you there!"

"Fine by me."

"Bye then."

"Bye..."

Genma looked to his son as the other boy left. "You know son, this might be an opportunity."

"I've thought of that too," Ranma replied, glancing over at his slaves. A challenge meant a prize, and a prize meant some sort of money. With that he could outfit the three girls in stuff they'd need, like clothing that would stand up to wear and tear, packs to carry supplies and shoes or boots that wouldn't wear out too fast.

"Then you won't mind entering it."

"Already said I would."

"Good," his father commented. "Then all that's left is to sign you up."

"I guess we should go then," he agreed, and led his slaves along as the group headed out to the place where the challenge was being held, which turned out to be a:

Chained World - SM: Tournament [Episode 114977]
by Kestral

Ami heard a beep and waited until she had a moment from under her mother's scrutiny to get to the Mercury Computer.

Mamoru was now working at a traditional style inn over in Sendai, he had enough skills that he was going to be gainfully employed though likely he'd be rented out for use by the female guests that fancied him.

Usagi, Rei, and Makoto had all been purchased by the same individual. Name: Ranma Saotome, occupation: martial arts student.

Ami bit her lip, trying to find other information and not finding much of anything that she could get into besides age, height, weight, and similar basics. Oh, the Mercury Computer could likely hack the Chains Of Mercy website - the charity organization that supplied medical services and campaigned for better care for slaves - and get details. The boy had passed a psychological exam, though a note indicated that the worker had found some problems that she wanted to investigate more fully when a chance occurred.

Ami shuddered. What if the psychological problems were... or then what if he was... oh how horrible! And a sixteen year old martial artist! Why he might... ALL NIGHT LONG! She could just picture poor Usagi struggling as she was tied down, her Master forcing her to-

Ami shifted, suddenly aware of her own body reacting in ways that just didn't jibe with how bad the situation actually was. She'd have to call Minako and the two of them could sneak over at some point once she found an address.

Ranma and his father looked over the flyer, then the more detailed information at the actual site.

There were Arenas for various sports like gladiatorial games, yet another difference from the world they'd originated from. In some sports there would be contract slaves going up directly against freemen, or convict slaves against anyone. Some of the worst offenders of the convict slaves would find themselves pitted in gladiatorial games that would not have been out of place in Roman times.

Martial Arts competitions like this one served several purposes. Advertising for schools of martial arts, chances for mamluk-yojimbo and mamluk-soldiers to prove their skills, settling disputes and wagers between individuals, and other such things.

The "Nerima Big Brawl" was one such. Ranma and Genma knew to skip through the History section, which was almost certainly made up or so skewed from reality that it wasn't worth sifting through for the shards of truth within. Glancing over the Rules proved it was fairly typical of the kind of tournament. Some points were involved but it mainly concerned beating one's opponent senseless or tossing them out of the ring.

That was when Genma ran across the bit of information that decided that Ranma would indeed be fighting in this tournament.

Grand Prize: 1,700,000yen 2nd Prize: 200,000yen 3rd Prize: 300,000yen of merchandise at Mamluk Suppliers.
4th Prize: Loser Choice 5th Prize: 1 Year Free Meals At Rice Hut Best Slave: Freedom - buyout of existing contract

"Loser choice?" asked Ranma.

"Yes," said the woman behind the counter. "Contract slave, four year duration."

"Ah," said Ranma, understanding. By having the prize of a contract buyout, someone who'd ended up in slavery due to economic hardship or something could immediately achieve freedom. The fights between what were typically such noncombatants were very entertaining to some people.

"One million, seven hundred thousand yen," said Genma, practically drooling.

"That third prize sounds good too, oyaji," pointed out Ranma. "There's liable to be some really tough opponents there."

"Chickening out?" asked Genma.

"Hell no," replied Ranma. "What are the odds on me taking out some of the world-class though?"

"There are some very famous fighters rumored to be attending," eagerly put forth the counter-girl.

It was inevitable that Ranma would be signed up once the challenge was made. It was just that he didn't realize at this point that also in attendence would be:

Chained World - SM: Converging At Center [Episode 116642]
by Kender

As she stretched, Akane knew that she had to win this contest. It wasn't that she was so sure about her skills that she felt that way. Rather, it was for one simple reason.

She had no other choice as far as she knew.

If it was anyone's fault, it was her father's. He was the one with the loose hand with the money, and with all that had happened, it was clear that he'd never be trusted with the purse strings again. But the damage had already been done, and her family was in debt. The sort of debt they had wasn't the one simply struggled to pay, but was the type that one had to take radical action to handle. As it stood, she simply had no choice.

Either she'd win the contest, or she'd wind up on the auction block, which wasn't something that she wanted to risk. Not that she wasn't sure that she'd make a good mamluk, but she wouldn't know who would buy her in that case. There was Kuno, who'd never made any doubts about his wanting her, and had already made an offer for her which had immediately been rejected. Of course, she could always go to those Chardin people who wanted either what they were owed, or one of Soun Tendo's daughters, but they weren't something that she'd wish on anyone. And being auctioned off could result in her being stuck with someone who was even worse.

None of that was for her, even though she knew that there were those groups that helped slaves. If, and that was a really big 'if', she ever chose to let herself be brought as a slave, it'd be her choice on who'd do it. However, she didn't have to go through such drastic measures. Just by winning the prize money, she'd make all the problems go away.

Plus it'd show just how tough and good Akane Tendo and the Tendo School of Anything Goes were.

"Are you sure that you wish to go through with this?" Michiru asked.

Haruka smirked back at her as she brushed off her clothing. "Why not?"

"We don't need the prize money..."

"Of course not. It isn't about that. I just want to be able to show what I can do. And you're dodging the issue."

"I know. It's just so... Brutal. You will take care not to let yourself get too injured, will you?"

"Certainly. I'll fight as... elegantly as I can."

The violinist's mouth quirked up a bit at the subtle tease and relaxed a bit.

In the shadows stood a figure watching over the Arena. There was little movement from the person, but they weren't aiming to draw attention. Rather, the focus was clearly on watching what the normal people were doing. There were many of them, some about to fight, while others were about to watch. All of them would be putting out a lot of energy, and soon they'd be serving a purpose that they never expected to.

Chained World - SM: Bread & Circuses [Episode 116694]
by Kestral

Jadeite looked out over the field and smirked. Poor pathetic humans. How could any of them stand against a Dark General like himself?

Okay, he'd managed to survive Beryl's punishment and instead of being withered and frozen in crystal, she'd stripped him of much of his power and sold him.

The Dark Kingdom could use cash as well as energy.

Of course, Beryl had had a few chuckles - with Zoicite coming up with suggestions on the fly. Which explained how Jedite was now Jadeite - instead of a bishonen sort of Dark General in a spiffy Dark General uniform...

Clenching a fist and snarling, Jadeite caught a glimpse of herself in a mirror and shuddered at the image.

She was six feet tall, and had breasts that were unnaturally firm and full. Every detail of her new form had been developed to twist the knife and get a really good price on the block. From her dainty (relatively) feet and long lithe legs to the thick mane of blonde curls that extended from the top of her head to nearly her ankles - to the compulsions and behavioral modifications - she had been put in the worst hell she could imagine. Being withered and bound in crystal would have been preferable!

However, the Nerima Big Brawl was something she was going to enter, and she was going to WIN her freedom damn it!

"Something wrong, Jadeite?" asked the aged master, glancing at his slave.

"No, nothing, Master-sama," said Jadeite in her default "cute" voice. "Jadeite so happy Master-sama give permission to little Jadeite."

"Well, it is your day off," said the master. "Maybe you'll get that out of your system at least."

Jadeite growled within the cage of her mind. The compulsory cute was bad enough, but now her eyes caught sight of something else. Now she could really get into her role!

Zoicite smirked at the image of 'Jadeite' over there. You could see it in the twitching and the look of hatred in her eyes. This would make an unexpected bonus in the energy harvest to be taken here.

"Zoicite-sama," said a soft voice.

Zoicite regarded his "tout" - a professional slave whose job was sort of a combination of courier and general flunky. A difference between a typical tout and, for example, a skilled butler was the term of service (butlers were by contract) and that touts were typically eunuchs. On finding the plump flunky, Zoicite had been initially amused by the concept and had planned on simply buying the convict-slave and then eventually draining the energy from him. To Zoicite's great surprise, he'd found the tout nearly indispensible thereafter. If he needed something, the tout was quickly there with it or would find out where it was and how to get it. On finding out that teenage girls were the main opponent, and energy harvesting was the main goal at the moment - the tout had come up with a plan that had staggered Zoicite with its effectiveness.

Which was why brutal sports stadiums were now something of great interest to the Dark Kingdom, after the success of their energy-draining porn films, they needed to branch out some.

So when his tout cleared his throat and addressed him, however deferentially, Zoicite listened to his slave.

"You may speak, Reiji."

The tout inclined his head. "Thank you, Master. I have gone over the records and there are many opportunities here before you. Many very highly placed individuals with a great deal of energy will be competing. An idea on how to gather energy unnoticed has occurred to your humble slave, if he might suggest it."

Zoicite listened and smiled. Bets were being exchanged? Certain people were being favored. Take energy from a few specific individuals, enough that they'd lose to a credible threat, and they'd simply have had a bad day or a touch of some illness. In the meantime, bet on someone who wouldn't get drained and was that credible threat - not only would they gain energy but money for the Dark Kingdom.

"Who should we bet on then?" Zoicite asked.

"This Ranma Saotome is a fan favorite, young wandering boy martial artist type, looks good on camera," said Reiji. "You can always drain him later, after this tournament and you bet against him."

Zoicite's smile increased. Reiji was delightfully sneaky and underhanded. "You have my permission to do so, however my yoma-soldiers will be doing their best."

Reiji looked over the buxom young women, knowing what they were. "Stacked young women in combat, always a good draw."

Zoicite nodded. Beneath his own standards, but then this WAS bread and circuses.

Nerima Big Brawl was still a few days away. That meant remaining in the area as the various fighters arrived.

The more well-to-do got rooms at hotels and the like, or else they'd be flying in on the day of the tournament itself. Famous fighters, people with major reputations, mamluk-yojimbo who were between contracts - they were arriving daily.

Genma knew the drill and pitched a tent quickly about an hour's walk and a short train trip from the arena. More inexperienced people would get closer, but then there were problems with water and sewage and other things that occurred when you crammed people in too tight.

Ranma looked over the few supplies they had and quickly set Makoto to seeing what she could do with the foodstuffs, though she'd have to stretch it out for three days.

Soon enough, the odors from the cookpot decided him that at least one of the purchases had been a wise one.

Genma considered the odors himself and nodded approvingly. Cup ramen, instant miso paste, a few dried herbs. Something that could be simmered and reboiled without much waste. One out of three.

"Ouch!" Rei said, waving her fingers. "I'm trying to patch these clothes but..."

Genma raised an eyebrow. That could be useful too. If she could embroider - all the better. Hmmm. "Son. You need some time before it gets too crowded here. I'll be gone most of the night."

"Huh?" asked Ranma, not immediately understanding.

Three girls turned beet red though, knowing exactly what their Master's father was saying.

Genma nodded. He wanted his son to do really well at that tournament, so giving him tonight to get those frustrations off his plate and then they could start some intense training tomorrow. Especially as things were going to get dicey if he didn't win something.

Chained World - SM: Horse's Three (LIME) [Episode 117664]
by Kender

Ranma watched his father walk away, and wondered what the old man had been going on about. Usually they'd train only except when it was time to eat, and the idea that the elder Saotome would give up even that much was odd. He was used to getting yelled even when he wasn't slacking off, and he could not understand why his father seemed intent on just leaving.

Sighing, he turned and looked to his slaves and saw them blushing heavily, though they didn't seem to be doing anything about it. He couldn't understand what was going on, but then that sort of thing happened a lot to him, and he'd gotten used to it. Not that he liked it, but it was hard to complain when odd things just kept on happening to him. After a while, he'd just learned to roll with the punches.

Though this time, he wanted some hold on the situation. "Uhh... Would someone like to tell me what's goin' on?"

"You don't know?" Rei asked with a blink.

"Not really. I'm kinda used ta him yellin' at me for not trainin', and now he's sayin' that I've gotta 'take some time'?"

"Oh... But you do know what he's done?"

"What's he done?"

"He's left us alone..," Usagi murmured weakly.

"Okay... so?"

The miko-turned-slave gave him an arched look. "We're full use slaves, and you own us. Which means that you get to... have us any time you want."

"Right... I knew that, and I'm not gonna do nasty things with that, but I don't see..."

"Hm?"

"Hold on. He wants me ta... And you three ta..."

Makoto blushed heavily and turned to look at the cookpot even if she really wasn't seeing it. "Yes, he was..."

"Oh man..."

His slaves could only nod with the sentiment.

Despite the fact that losing the time rankled, Genma knew that his son would need it. He had three attractive young women whom he owned, and would do just about anything he wanted them to. Which for any red blooded young man would be something to definately want to take advantage of. His boy had never been very... open in certain matters, and the elder Saotome knew that if the boy held that in, he'd have a block during the tournament. This would be the best time to take advantage of it, as they could train for the rest of the period before the tournament.

Though he did wish that his wife could see the boy now.

Over the years since he'd grown into being able to be 'interested' in girls, Ranma had never really gone after that sort of thing. Growing up in a world where any boy his age could buy a girl to have 'relations' with, he wasn't exactly as clueless in that regard as he could have been. But something told him that simply sleeping around wasn't quite for him, though he had plenty of chances over the years, what with fellow fighters, schoolgirls, and the occassional woman all seeing something worth bedding, and being bed by, in him. He'd just never taken advantage of that and his father had been pushing more in needing to train than allowing him to have sex.

But being suddenly dropped into a position where he was expected to sleep with not just one girl, but three, was a bit overwhelming.

"Master?" Makoto said worriedly. She knew that she would have no problem in him wanting to make love to her or her 'sisters', and that she quite honestly might not have minded even without the proccessing, but the idea that he might not want to bed them was rather frightening.

Rei bit her lip worriedly, and knew that she certainly didn't mind the fact that this young man could have sex with her whenever he wanted, as he was much more appealing than some of those other guys she'd seen at the auction. She also knew that some slaves used sex to secure their position, though she herself wasn't sure that she could do that.

In Usagi's case, she was scared since if she wasn't even enough for him to want to... do that with, then she'd likely have nothing clear to stay with her nice Master and wind up back on the block.

The pigtailed boy looked over his slaves and knew that he'd have little problem with the actual bedding of them. They were each attractive in their own way after all. Rei was slim and elegant with long legs that a guy could enjoy having wrapped around him... And though she did have a tomboyish attitude, Makoto's body was feminine, and he could see himself enjoy touching those breasts of hers... And Usagi was slender and gently curved, with the attractiveness of an innocent...

'Whoa boy..,' he thought to himself, concerned with the direction that his thoughts were taking. He'd never really let himself think about girls sexually that much, since he'd never wanted to become one of those jerks who'd only buy a slave because she'd be something for him to screw. Even if he still didn't understand his total reason for buying the trio, he wasn't going to make them mentally into sex objects. That he knew he hadn't brought them for, and even if they would have no problem slacking his lusts, he didn't want to run them into ground in any way, shape or form. Abusing them was not on the menu for him at all.

"Uhh... Do we have ta..?" he asked.

The blonde sniffled, and she looked down worriedly with her eyes tearing up. "Don't you want to?"

Her action made him feel like a heel, and he put an uncertain arm around her as he pulled her to sit next to him. Doing so made it so that her breast moulded against his side, but he pushed the feelings that it caused back a bit in order to keep his cool. "It ain't that. I'm just... I don't wanna make ya just... do it. Heck, I ain't really done that much with girls period. And if I just wanted sex, then I'd go out and get a doll or something."

"You would..?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"I see..."

"What is it?"

"I... I can't do anything! I can't cook, can't fight, and can't even be pretty enough for..," Usagi began on the edge of a sob. "There's nothing I can do, and you and your father'll send me back!"

"Hey, no I won't!"

"You won't?"

"Nope," he stated, and acted before thinking. Pushing her hand between his legs, he let her feel the tightening that his thoughts, their looks and the feel of her against him were causing.

"Oh..."

"See?"

"Because of us..?"

"Uh-huh..," he told her, though what he'd done had already penetrated his thoughts. "But I'm not going ta just do ya on a whim..."

"But..."

"What?"

Licking her lips, and looking totally unsure of what she was about to do, Usagi leaned her chest against his and breathed, "What if we didn't mind? What if we... we wanted to?"

His throat worked for a moment, and he could feel how her straddling him was affecting him, but uncertainty still held him back. "You sure about that?"

"I... I am. Rei-chan, and Mako-chan probably too. You're the best Master we could have gotten, and you're real nice. It wouldn't be that hard..."

A glance at the other two showed them to benodding as well, though all three were blushing at the idea. He took in the idea that these three really attractive girls would not mind if he did what would be the most intimate thing that a guy could with a girl at all and knew that surprise was warring with desire. Working his tounge in a mouth that suddenly went dry, he tried to figure out what to do

Chained World - SM: First Decisions (LEMON) [Episode 117730]
by MDR

Well, Ranma stammered, blushing and staring, if you -want- I guess, I mean I ve decided, um, that we could, um, I mean will do, uh, that. Sex I mean. He seemed to collect himself a bit, closing his eyes and taking a small breath and opening them again. I mean, I ve decided that we will have sex. Ummm, right now.

The girls, despite the situation, and ignoring their own embarrassment for now, couldn t help but smile at their Master s hesitation. He was trying so hard to be what he thought they wanted and what was expected from him. But he just couldn t hide his kindness. His compassion. They all knew that they could have done a lot worse, and that they were actually probably better off then most. But then they sobered a bit, remembering exactly what it was they were talking about. The three slave girls glanced at each other, each wondering if the others were as excited as she was.

Ranma looked at his slaves, wondering what he should do next. The girls were just standing there now, all looking down at their feet and all blushing furiously. Who should he choose to go first? They all looked so sexy! Makoto with her athletic build and toned body. Rei with her long black hair and seductive eyes. Usagi with her innocence and innate cuteness. In the end he spoke, Usagi, come here please."

The selected girl jumped a bit, not sure that she had heard correctly. Had he really chosen her? To go first? Over Rei-chan and Makoto-chan? But they were so beautiful and she was just Usagi! Lifting her head, her eyes searched his face to see if he was just playing a cruel joke, or was having pity on her. But she could see none of that, and instead saw a tenderness in his eyes that made her heart skip a beat. The longer she stared into those eyes, the more she found herself unable to look away. They were so blue. So deep. They held a strange combination of strength and softness, almost like he was both demanding to be obeyed and begging not to be hurt. She found herself walking towards him with a grace she didn t know she possessed when not transformed, and her two friends were shocked to see a certain sway to her hips that would drive any man watching wild. Usagi came to stand directly before her Master, her Owner, and reached up to touch the side of his face. Then her hand trailed down his arm to his right hand. She knelt in front of him, bringing his hand to her face and kissing the back of it.

Ranma stared at the blonde girl kneeling in front of him. He would later wish he could say that he was emotionally touched by the scene, and felt a bond form between the two of them, but he could not. Somewhere about the time she touched his face, all rational thought disappeared from his mind, and took a vacation. That left a small brain much further south from his head in control. Looking down at the kneeling girl, the only thing he could think about was how her head was at -just- the right height! The image of those cute, bow-like lips stretched wide around his throbbing cock flashing through his brain, he wildly looked at the other two girls that stood watching their leader on her knees before their Owner. Girls, if you could uh, give us a moment?

The two senshi, once again blushing, began to turn away to find some place to wait until they were called, when suddenly Usagi s voice rang out. No! Ranma, Makoto, and Rei all looked towards Usagi, who was still kneeling, but had turned her head around to stare at her friends. Please! Please stay! She looked up at Ranma and begged, They are my friends! Could they stay and and share this with me? I want them to be here, to share this moment.

Ranma looked at the two standing girls, and the two standing girls looked at Ranma. Ranma blinked his eyes hard when his hormone addled mind mentally stripped the other two slave girls of their clothes. His mind cleared a bit, and his thought processes started to come back on line. The thought of the two of them -watching- him and Usagi was a nerve wracking thought. It was his first time! It was going to a bit awkward! And yet, the idea of them being there was strangely exciting. Almost a challenge. He could show them what they were in for! He could prove to them that he would take care of them, in all the ways they want! he could show them that while he wasn t ever going to hurt them, he was a man, and he was their Owner! Rei! Makoto! he barked, You two will stay right there! The two girls froze like a deer in the headlights of a car. Their friend s request and been such a shocker, but the note of command in their Owner s voice had them stunned. Slowly they both lowered themselves to the ground and sat next to each other, watching the whole scene with wide eyes.

Usagi looked up at Ranma, also amazed at the tone in his voice. There was a gleam in his eye, as if he had just taken up a challenge. Looking into his eyes for a few more brief seconds, she then lowered her gaze to the front of his pants. With shaking hands she reached up and began to untie the drawstring that held his black trousers up. Once untied, she found that the pants were much larger than she expected, and drooped considerably in the front. She quickly moved her hands to his hips, keeping the pants up, a mischievous part in the back of her mind deciding that she didn t want her senshi to see the piece of manhood that bobbed in front of her face quite yet. And what a piece of meat it was! Now, she was no expert, but she was certain that he was -not- of average size. Straightening herself a little higher, she took the head of his cock between her lips and swiped the flesh with her tongue. For a second she paused, fear lacing her thoughts. She was inexperienced in this sort of thing. What if she did something wrong? How would she know if she did something right? Then she felt his hands reach down and rest on the sides of her head, and a strange feeling of rightness enveloped her. She was a slave, doing one of the things slaves did. And he was a kind, good Master who will never abuse or neglect her. She realized that she was right where she wanted to be. Without further thought, Usagi took the member resting on her lips into her mouth.

When Ranma felt the hot wetness encircle his dick, he couldn t help but moan. It felt so fucking good! The way the wet heat moved up and down at the tip of his member, and then the tongue that would stroke along the length! Looking down he could see the top of her head, moving back and forth, his cock appearing and disappearing between her lips. She couldn t take much of it into her mouth, being so inexperienced, but it was more than enough for him.

Rei and Makoto were still slightly stunned at this turn of events. There was their friend, their leader, Usagi, with her back to them, kneeling at their Master s feet, her head bobbing and moving up and down, back and forth, thrusting her face into the cloth of his pants. They were acutely aware of their tightening nipples, their moistening clefts, and their pumping heartbeats. The wet slurping sounds, coupled with moans from both a masculine mouth, and a feminine one that was currently filled, really started to get to the excited and embarrassed girls. Rei fought down an irrational urge to shout "Don't talk with your mouth full, you Meatball-head!"

Usagi had her eyes closed, concentrating on the feeling of her hungry mouth being filled with her Owner s meat. Her mind was clouded with sensation, with the feeling of him on her tongue, stretching her lips, pressing deep into her mouth. When he started to push his hips forward, pressing himself slightly further in, she backed away, not wanting to choke and ruin the moment. Soon she moved one of her hands away from his hip, and grasped the base of his throbbing manhood, stroking it where her tongue and mouth could not yet reach. This was so wild! So fundamental! She wanted to do this for the rest of her life! *Usagi the Oral Slut. That is who I am. Who I want to be. At least, for Ranma!* Her hand left his cock and moved further down, exploring her new toy. Gently massaging the two firm balls in their large, warm sack, she felt a strange and exciting tightening of those two organs, and his member seemed to grow larger in her mouth!

Ranma groaned as he felt his seed moving his way up from his balls. Involuntarily grasping his slave by her hair much more tightly, he thrust forward, seeking even greater heat and wetness. He barely registered a muffled exclamation of surprise, and felt Usagi s nose bury itself in his pubic hair. And then he came! Shooting his cum directly down the throat of the girl that belonged to him! As he froze and began shooting a second load of spunk, the girl herself groaned as well as she could, and her hips began churning! She was coming! Just from the taste of him and his taking of her mouth and throat! After a few seconds, both parties relaxed, and Ranma slowly pulled himself from Usagi s mouth. The blonde girl kept sucking on the member right until the end, obviously reluctant to let it go. Finally with a loud pop, he was out, and she fell back until she was sitting on her feet.

She giggled, and spoke almost drunkenly, = Ayup. Usagi the Oral Slut. That s me. Ranma s lil Mouthpiece. Heh heh heh.

Ranma, catching his breath, looked down at the beautiful girl and asked What was that?

Oh nothing, nothing! She looked down from his face to the member still looming large in her vision. It had not softened noticeably, and she wondered if it was time for the Next Step.

Chained World - SM: Bunny Play (LEMON) [Episode 117824]
by Kende With 'full use' slaves, there was an intense desire not to create situations in which the slave would wind up traumatised. They were there to be available for sex, and be willing to do it when their Owner wished. But it wasn't about degrading themselves, or making them get hurt. Rather, the aim was to make it easier for them.

As a result, they were given some simple... 'changes' that allowed them to deal with the fact that they could be called upon to be in their Owners bed. As there were all sorts of Masters and Mistresses, in both body and mind, the shifts were kept basic. A strengthening of the libido, putting in a willingness to be bedded, and making slave able to respond to any buyer's desires was done simply to make it easier to deal with. It didn't change basic perspectives and attractions, so a slave might respond to her Mistress' attentions and have no problem with giving oral sex, but she could still prefer boys.

Fortunately for Usagi, she was quite definitely attracted to her Owner. He was handsome, dark haired and blue eyed, but instead of the expected demands, she was being treasured. That was something very appealing, and as she knew that he was the sort of person that she would want to own her and her friends.

Not that she was actually thinking about any of that at the moment. Rather, she was distracted by the rather sizable manhood in her field of view. Her Master had already come into her mouth twice, but his rod was still thickened by need, and quite obviously able to go again, though it wouldn't do it on its own.

But Ranma didn't seem to want to try once more for her mouth. Reaching down, he gently guided her so that she stood. He put an arm around her waist so that her breasts brushed against his chest and kissed her on the mouth. The feel of her soft lips on his was wonderful, and as she let herself lean into the kiss and instinctively opened her mouth, he knew that she hadn't been faking the desire that he'd seen. She really wanted him, and that gave him the strength to slide a hand down her belly and under her simple dress to grip her mound.

Gasping, she let her eyes pop open as she felt his hands upon her more intimate parts, though the wish to stop him was far from in evidence. "Oh my..."

"Hmm..." he murmured with a blink as he stroked his palm over smooth skin. "Ya know, guys have rumors 'bout this..."

"Huh?"

"They say that only naughty girls shave there..."

"I won't be naughty..."

"But what if I want ya ta be?"

"Then... I'll be as naughty as you'd like."

"Good," he replied as he helped her slip her tunic dress off, revealing a slim body with soft and creamy skin that seemed like ivory. But there was a definate life to it, and even as she blushed under his frank perusal, she moved with a nervous energy that didn't let her hold to one pose. She let him look his fill though, and found the fact that he seemed to like what he saw made her feel even better about what was happening.

But thought was not something that he wanted to relish, as he yanked her to him and reached around her so that he could fondle her buttocks. His hands covered both cheeks, and squeezed with a definate appreication for the supple flesh that they were touching. At the same time, he buried his face into the smooth column of her neck, nuzzling and nibbling the soft skin that he found there.

As their friend wrapped her arms around his neck and delighted in the sensations that her owner was bringing out of her, Rei and Makoto watched with dry mouths and fires of desire in their belly. The idea that they would watch thier friend and leader making out like this was surreal, but it was also heating their blood something awful. They both enjoyed the view, and wanted to be the one in his arms at that moment. Thought was not something that really worked at that moment, as more deeper and instinctive natures were reacting.

Usagi wasn't really noticing it though, as she was getting little shivers as Ranma nibbled on her collar bone. She made a small noise of disappointment as he pulled back, but he only did so enough to be able to get to her breasts. The pert mounds garnerned a lot of attention, and he began to lick along their curves and suckled on her nipples, catching the hard nubs a little with his teeth. His hands went from behind her to her most intimate spot, and slid in between the petals, playing with the slick folds and rubbing along the nub there so that her legs trembled and she nearly collapsed with pleasure.

Her own hands had been stroking along his body, touching him and feeling every little part that she could reach. The hard muscle of his form seemed to fascinate her, and she traced the lines where she could find them. She had gotten to be able to run her fingertips along his manhood, drawing it to its full size, and feeling its warmth.

When he laid her down on her back, she wasn't about to argue. Instead, she spread her slim legs wide, and smiled brightly as he knelt between them.

"Are you ready?" he asked as he ran his finger along her slit.

Her head nodded so quickly that it almost blurred, and he gently guided himself into her, sliding the stiff rod between her folds so that it sank deep within her. The cry of pleasure that it wrought echoed and made her friends jerk a bit, but not even the following bit of pain made it dulled the sensation. By some innate need, she squeezed her thighs around him, and reached up to hold around his shoulders so that she could make certain that there would be no pulling back. And as her legs wrapped around him, it was clear that this was it.

He began to thrust into her, making it so that she got the full effect of him within her. Which she definately appreciated, as her first few thrashes of enjoyment turned into her bouncing right back upon him. There was no holding back, and neither actually stopped to talk about it as they began to come together in a sort of rapture that was total and had to be shared. They lost sense of time and energy, and their entire worlds drew down into being their joining.

When he finally did come, she'd already cried out a few times with peaks, but the feeling of him gaining his release within her was the pinnacle. A scream of completion echoed from her lips, and she arched up to meet him to drive him to gain all the pleasure that her body could give him.

Afterwards, she crashed down, and laying tired and sweaty, but very pleased with what they had done. She let him gather her up and hold her as he lay beside her, knowing that they would share another sort of pleasure from that act. That was the time for cuddling, and she even managed a giggle as he poked one of the balls her hair was in.

"How are you?" he asked once words were available to him.

The smile that she gave him was blissful. "Wonderful..."

"Me too..."

They lay like that, with the other two slaves watching in amazement as they rested after their most pleasurable exercise.

But once they recovered,

Chained World - SM: A Wee Bit Later (LIME) [Episode 117945]
by MDR

Ranma looked down at the happy girl in his arms and sat up. She quickly followed suit and they maneuvered around until she was sitting between his legs, with her bare back against his strong chest. She leaned back and he rested his cheek on top of her head. After a few seconds he spoke. Well, what should we do with those two? Usagi opened her eyes and saw Rei and Makoto sitting frozen where they had been told to.

The two senshi had wide eyes, and could not pull their gaze from the two naked people that sat before them. The sight of their leader being taken and used so thoroughly, combined with her obvious cooperation in her own ravishment had temporarily short circuited their minds.

Usagi looked at her friends and felt a great deal of affection. She was so glad that they could share this wonderful moment with her! *But,* she reminded herself, *the night is not yet over!* Smiling mischievously, she answered her Master s question. Well, it seemed to me that two of us are way overdressed.

Ranma smiled, and then barked You heard her! Strip em, girls!

Hearing an order being given by their Owner, Rei and Makoto pulled themselves together. With a short glance towards each other, they slowly stood and removed the simple tunics that they were wearing.

Usagi could feel Ranma s manhood awaken and press itself into the small of her back. With a smile, she leaned her head back again, but kept her eyes open to examine her friends.

In a very rare instance, Makoto was actually looking a bit embarrassed. The usually brash girl stood with one arm covering her generous breasts, and her hand demurely covering her mound. Her gaze was down and to the side a bit, and her face was red. Her eyes darted towards Usagi and Ranma, and she seemed to realize what she was doing. After a brief hesitation, she dropped both her hands, and allowed her Master and slave-sister to view her totally. Her breasts were her most attention drawing feature. Larger than most girls her age, they were capped with cute little nipples that looked painfully hard. Her stomach was taut, and her legs were long and lean. The hair on her mound looked silky soft, not at all coarse, and was trimmed in the shape of a perfect small heart. She was a girl that was obviously in good shape, and one could sense a feeling of strength hiding under her wonderful curves. Like a jungle cat, seeming at rest, and yet ready to pounce with speed and strength. Taking her would be a challenge, even if she was a willing participant, and Ranma felt his competitive spirit awaken at the thought of trying to conquer this slave girl.

Rei stood beside her, her arms behind her back, one hand holding onto the elbow on the other arm. She too was blushing under the scrutiny, but her eyes met theirs unflinchingly. Her boobs were more modest then her friend s, but they looked so smooth and soft that Ranma s hands itched to feel them. They moved and bounced slightly with her rapid breathing. She too was slender, but in a softer way then the athletic Makoto. Like Usagi, she had no hair covering her womanhood. Her long black hair seemed to move like a living thing as she subtly shook her head. Her legs were perfectly formed, and Ranma wondered what they would feel like wrapped around his body.

Ranma could only stare for a few seconds before his mouth moved, Damn! You girls are so so sexy!

Usagi chuckled at her Master s exclamation, and her two friends sudden looks of happiness. Is that why I have a little friend poking me in the back? She wiggled a bit, moving his rampant dick around.

Ranma groaned, I d have to be dead not to get excited at seeing you three naked. And even then I m not sure! By this time the two naked girls standing before him had both developed smoldering gazes that promised a proper Thank You for his words. He leaned in and whispered into Usage s ear. What do you think? Who should I pick first?

Usagi knew who -she- would pick. Covertly staring at Rei, she remembered all those cool nights when she let her imagination run amok. Her fantasies would often include her dark and graceful friend. She would run her fingertips across her skin, caressing her pleasurable spots, imagining they were Rei s fingers stroking her body. But there was no way her friend could feel the same way, and she was not about to make a move that might ruin their friendship. But perhaps, perhaps, she could feel those hands she has long dreamed about without worrying about upsetting Rei. If she played this right. She looked backwards and whispered back to Ranma. Master, I feel slightly stiff from all this exercise. Seeing his slightly alarmed look, she quickly reassured him. I m fine! But maybe you could get Rei to massage me while you treat Makoto right?

Ranma hugged her slightly before standing up. Usagi followed suit and moved over to join her senshi in standing before their Owner, but not before hugging him hard and thanking him for a wonderful experience. Looking up into his eyes, she told him once again that she was glad that she pleased him, and that he was her Owner.

Ranma did not feel any particular shame in standing before them nude. It was a little awkward to move around with his schlong waving in the air, but he figured that after what just happened, there was no reason to be shy. But just as he was about to speak, he noticed that the eyes of his three slave girls were definitely staring at something below his waistline. Rei and Makoto were both sporting goofy grins, and one could almost see an image of a Tilt sign behind their heads. Usagi was drooling and licking her lips and mumbling something about a midnight snack later. Snapping his fingers, he brought them back to focus and began to speak

Chained World - SM: Taking Wood (LEMON) [Episode 118039]
by Kender

"Rei, I want you to massage Bunny-chan. Makoto, if you want to, I'd like you to join me," Ranma told them.

The raven haired blinked at the instructions, though she knew that she wasn't about to refuse them. It wasn't as if they were that terrible anyway, and she didn't mind the idea of doing what she'd been told. She truly liked her blonde friend and fellow slave, and knew that massaging her would not be a problem at all. So as the blonde lay on her belly, she merely shrugged to herself and knelt so that she could put her hands on that soft skin to begin the massage.

Turning from looking at the other two girls, the pigtailed boy looked at his third slave and saw that she was looking at him in dull shock. Her face had gone pale, and she looked afraid of something. Which he was hoping wasn't what he was thinking, but he wasn't about to force her into something that scared her. "If it's too much for ya, we can forget it."

"Huh?" Makoto said, pulled away from whatever she was thinking about.

"If the idea of me and ya doin' 'it' is that bad..."

"Oh no! It's not that..."

"What is it then?"

A blush stole across her cheeks and she ducked her head. "I'm not sure how I'll... How good... No guys actually wanted to even date me..."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm so much taller and stronger than a lot of them. And..."

"You're talkin' too much, he told her as he yanked her over to him and pressed a hard kiss to her lips. Crushing her body against his, he drove his mouth against hers, and a dull groan of appreciation passed between her lips. They parted, and she began to arch against him as his hands began to explore her supple back. As his fingertips began to enjoy the play of taut muscle under soft skin, she looped her arms around his and held onto his shoulders.

When they broke apart, she was gasping, but it was with a smile of pleasure, and he grinned right back at her. "Like that?"

"Oh yeah..," she murmured back at him.

"Good."

"I know..."

"And I know how ta make it better," he commented, and swept her feet out from under her. But instead of letting her crash to the ground, he caught her and quickly lowered the brunette to a laying position. Once she was laying flat on her back, he began to play with her generous cleavage, discovering that they were as firm as they looked. He squeezed and fondled the orbs, and he tweaked her nipples, even bending so that he could nibble on them with his teeth.

Underneath him, she writhed in pleasure, letting her body wriggle in ways that were not set to calm a male's libido. She rubbed her thighs against his, and even rubbed her mound against the hard muscle that she found there. That set him to groaning, and she used her hands to hold him to her as she pressed her chest more into his reach. To which he rewarded her by redoubling his efforts.

But he wasn't about to let her do everything, as he knew that he had to charge. So he pressed her down and grinned as one of her breasts lay squashed under his palm. She didn't seem to mind that at all, and tried to get up but he held her fast. Instead, she was forced to clutch at the ground as he began to slide his palms down her flanks, and rubbed his manhood against her crotch.

As he spread her slick lower lips, he looked into her eyes and saw the pleasure and need in those emerald depths. She was asking him for what his fingers at her intimate space promised, and he wasn't about to disappoint. Positioning himself at her gate, he thrust into her, making her react as if her whole body was speared by that rod. In a way it was, as she began to match his pumping into her by shoving herself back at him, and holding onto him desperately. There was nothing quiet and easy about their coupling, as grunts and groans accompanied their actions. His body was pressed against hers so closely that her breasts rolled with every motion he made, the hardness tipping them digging into the muscles there.

Rei merely stopped with her fingertips on Usagi's buttocks and watched for a moment, and the blonde blinked as she wondered if she'd been that... primal in her joining.

Neither of them seemed to notice, and it was immediately impressive to see Ranma go to a kneeling position, with Makoto on his lap, without ceasing their joining. The two of them continued to go at it, with the ponytailed girl bounding onto his manhood as hard as possible, though she seemed to be able to do it only because he allowed her. She seemed perfectly willing to let him take the lead, and when she finally gained her release, she buried her face into his shoulder and almost looked like she was tearing up. He grunted soon after, with the tightening from her coming giving him the extra kick that set him shooting into his own release.

Breathing hard, she lay limp in his arms, and seemed content to allow him free reign with her body. His hands caressed her sweat slicked skin, and she blushed as he traced the cleft of her buttocks with his fingertips.

He smiled at the feel of the curvy girl he was holding, and was still buried in. She had the feel of a well pleased young woman, and he liked that as much as he had the feeling of taking her as he had. With both the pleasure from what he'd gained from her, and the knowledge that he'd made her so happy, he was certain that it was a success.

But he still had more to do, and he gave an idle look at the one slave he hadn't satisfied as of yet. That one currently had her curtain of dark hair blocking her face, but he was sure that she had been paying attention to what had happened. Her stance as she massaged one of Usagi's legs was unmistakable.

However, he still had a few moments of rest and recovery with Makoto, and he wasn't about to give that up, and so he continued to stroke her body while:

Chained World - SM: Probation Violation [Episode 118256]
by Kestral

"Excuse me please. I hear there's a - USAGI-CHAN?!"

She might as well have used a blast of cold water. Usagi made a startled noise, tried to jump back, and fell backwards where she thumped her head. Rei and Makoto were startled from their earlier mood and tried to grab up their clothing. Ranma was waving his arms, stuttering denials and looking about as shocked as it was possible to be.

The girl who had just stuck her head in the tent to ask for directions had turned scarlet and was staring wildly from one to the other of the tent's inhabitants.

The watcher shook her head.

She watched over slaves, being part of the Bureau. First time slave owners often needed reminders of what they could require or do with their slaves. As the new slaves often had strange ideas of what they could and couldn't do as well. When a first time Master had new-to-the-trade slaves, there were bound to be complications and misunderstandings. She fully expected that to be the case with this Ranma Saotome, and the situation had been flagged to her attention.

Now this girl, the "genius exam ace", had just violated the "no contact" rule of her probation.

The watcher called it in, asking briefly as the camp went into complete disarray. Just when things had been going so well too. It was just dim enough in the early evening that the IR scope had been able to give all the salient details through the thin walls of the tent.

The "genius girl" would probably get a warning. Her parent would be notified. As the parent was responsible for her child, and the parent was a prominent pediatrician at the local hospital - fines or some other punishment would be levied against her. Pity though - prior to that break-in neither the doctor or her child had any marks on their record.

A brief inquiry from her cellphone had the watcher again looking over the scene, analyzing it with normal binoculars now that most of those involved were now outside the tent and clothed. Could the probation violator be intending to join her friends?

It wasn't unheard of. Friendships could be strong and there was a precedent for such behavior. If that was the case, then a psychiatric evaluation would turn it up. It would also explain the incredible bungling that had gone into that raid on the Bureau's processing center.

The other girl wasn't present, but from what the watcher had heard it wasn't too unlikely that she might end up on the block soon.

The watcher considered what her parabolic had relayed to her, what she'd seen, and replied. Yes, it certainly was possible that the "exam ace" had snapped from the stress and was looking for refuge with her friends. A shame, but such things happened.

She'd likely get the warning, her mother would get a fine and talking to - including the possibility that this was something her daughter wanted, and she'd be watched for a second violation.

Upon that second violation, if it occurred, Ami Mizuno would be hauled off to processing and be delivered the next day. There were enough romantics and long-time friends among the slaves of the Bureau that the paperwork would be quietly stamped and filed before she'd even gotten to the center.

Putting away her spy tools, the watcher prepared to go to the next group on her list.

Ami felt her heart-rate go through the roof.

Rei, Makoto, and Usagi all blushed furiously - oddly similar to Ami in this regard.

Wooooooooooo went a tootle from a siren as the police car pulled up to the curb at the end of the park.

Now it was AMI'S turn to get nervous and duck into the tent. If she was found violating her probation, things could get very nasty.

"My pops got a permit, I'm here for the Nerima Big Brawl," said Ranma to the police officers when they'd reached the tent.

"It isn't that," one of the officers assured the youth.

Chained World - SM: Visiting Water (LIME) [Episode 118625]
by Kender

"It isn't that," one of the officers assured the youth. "We're here fora public indecency charge."

"We were in a tent!" Ranma protested.

"No sir, it was your father walking around without a shirt. Put several people off their appetite."

The pigtailed young man gave the two officers a wide eyed stare. "Pop... without his shirt?"

"Yes. Normally this wouldn't be a major problem, but several people did complain..."

"There's gotta be some sorta explination..."

"I'm sure that there is, but we just have to find out what that is. And in any case, we do have to do something when the public is exposed, even accidentally, that is against their intrest," the officer told him.

"And against their stomachs, I'd guess. I musta just grown used ta it."

"I see... But do you know where your father is at the moment?"

"Nope. He left me ta... well, ya know... I've just got some slaves, and I... well... I wanna make it nice for 'em."

"Ahh..."

"He said he'd be back in the mornin', and I've been here and..."

The officer nodded. "Say no more. We'll let you get back to your... business."

"Thanks..."

"Don't mention it."

As the police car drove off, Ranma turned around and plopped to a sitting position as he gave a relieved grin to his slaves and thier visitor. "I'm just glad that the worst of it'll be a fine..."

His slaves nodded, as they'd seen the man in question, and hadn't been able to concieve of any image of Genma without a shirt on. It was simply not an attractive consideration, and they were reluctant to think of it, especially with their hunky owner so close.

"So, what d'we do now?"

Makoto shrugged, which resulted in a situation that had his eyes trailing after her most prominent features for a moment. "Maybe we could eat..?"

"That might be best, what with your friend here. At least I think she's your pal, since she did recognise Bunny here."

"She is our friend. Her name's Ami Mizuno."

"I see... Funny how this sorta thing works out, huh?"

"It was a surprise. But it is nice to see her again. Right Ami-chan?" Usagi commented, torn between embarrassment and her joy at seeing her friend again. But at the lack of a response, she frowned at the 'exam genius' and wondered what was going on.

Of course, if Ami had heard her, she would have answered, but her eyes were glued to what was in between the cute boy's legs. If that was what he had, she could just see him using it on some poor and defenseless girl, pounding the length of it into her until he reached the hilt...

"Ami?"

Though if what the cram student could see, at least two of her friends had already ridden the horse...

"Ami?!"

It took a moment for the blue haired girl to realise that the blue eyes looking back into hers were Usagi's, and that the blonde girl was leaning so that her naked breasts touched her clothed friend's as she hugged her in concern. "Huh?"

"Are you okay? You wouldn't answer me..."

"I'm sorry... I didn't hear you. My mind must have wandered..."

"Oh. But you're alright now?"

"Yes, I am."

"Good," Usagi replied with a bright smile. "I didn't want to worry. Though it was a big surprise to see you again!"

"For me as well. I didn't mean to stumble onto you all while you were... you were... well..."

"I'd hope not," Rei muttered, knowing full well that it would have been her turn next, and that she had wanted to feel him just as the other two had.

"I'm sorry..."

"That's okay. It's not like you're some sort of pervert..," Ranma soothed.

"Yes, well... Oh my..."

"Huh?"

"So big..."

"What are ya... GAH!"

"I suppose that this kind of kills the mood," Makoto sighed, though she did appreciate the view of her owner's backside that she got as he tugged on his pants.

The raven haired girl sighed in disappointment. "Just great..."

Ami blushed heavily and ducked her head as she realised what sort of predicament she was in. Not only was she sitting amongst her friends after interrupting their sex session, but she'd just missed getting a mark against her probation. Unfortunately, this had seemed like a good idea before she'd gone and actually done it, but now wasn't seeming so perfect a plan.

So she sighed and knew that she was going to have to make the best of it

Chained World - SM: Late Night Happenings (LEMON) [Episode 118682]
by MDR

Well, the mood had been ruined, nobody could deny that. And it wasn t like Ranma was going to start anything with Ami sitting right there. So, claiming a need for rest for the tournament, Ranma laid himself down and promptly went to sleep. With everybody dressed, the girls sat up for a while, reminiscing about past adventures and gossiping about schoolmates. Not for long though, for though they never spoke on the subject, it was clear in everybody's minds that things were much different than the last time they all got together for a sleepover and gossip. Three of them were now slaves, two of which were no longer virgins. It hurt Usagi a bit to realize it, but there was a thin wall built between Ranma s girls and Ami, and she didn t like the feeling. Ami was one of her oldest friends, and any kind of rift between them was unacceptable!

After Makoto had gone to sleep, snuggled up against their Owner, Usagi lay down and watched Ami and Rei whispering back and forth. She noticed that, every once in a while, Ami s eyes would wander over to Ranma s sleeping body and glaze over for a few brief seconds. She would then shake her head slightly, as if clearing it, and return to her conversation with Rei. *Oh ho! Ami-chan is attracted to Master!* A beautiful plan hatched in her complicated mind, *If I can get Ami and Ranma-san to start dating, it would be like Ami was part of the group again!* She frowned slightly. *I ll have to think up something for Mina-chan, but one step at a time!* Satisfied that she now saw a solution to her troubles, she quietly moved herself to Ranma s side and closed her eyes.

It was not long after that that Rei and Ami both felt the excitement of the night begin to weigh on them. Saying good-night to each other, Rei moved as close as she could to Ranma (considering there were already two bodies in her way), and Ami pulled a spare blanket around herself along one side of the large tent. Sleep quickly came.

It was perhaps around midnight that Rei found herself awakened. Blearily she sat up and looked around. It being a clear night with a full moon now, the tent was fairly well lit with a slight glow.

Looking at her Master from where she was sitting, she shook her head and blinked hard. The image stayed. Makoto had rolled away from the small group slightly, carrying with her the blanket that had been draped over she, Ranma, and Usagi. This left Ranma and Usagi completely exposed. A view which was rather interesting considering that Usagi apparently had awoken sometime before, and was currently doing an great impression of a sword swallower. Making as little nose as she could, Usagi had pulled Ranma pants down and off and, with eyes closed, was slowly bobbing her head up and down his prick, which was shown to be hard and straight when not thrust into Usagi s mouth. Not wanting to awaken the three sleeping people in the tent, Rei moved slowly next to her sucking friend, and gently placed her hand on the moving shoulder. Her blonde friend Mmmmrphed! in surprise, and the ex-Shrine Maiden was amused and grateful that she had chosen to startle her when her mouth was full, otherwise she would have woken everybody up with her cry of surprise.

Usagi, wide eyes now staring at her friend, slowly lifted her head up and extracted Ranma s dick from her mouth with a slight pop. Grinning sheepishly at her friend s raised eyebrow and amused look, she mumbled I just wanted a mid-night snack.

Rei chuckled softly and reached out to brush a piece of hair from Usagi s blushing face. It s Okay, everybody has a kink that they really like. I think you found yours. Rei hesitated for a second, and then continued whispering, But, do you mind if I try it?

Usagi s eyes immediately grew large and alarmed, and she suddenly threw her arms around Rei s neck, hugging her friend tight. Oh! I m so sorry Rei! I forgot that you never got a chance with Ranma! She pulled back and stared into the dark haired girl s eyes with a serious expression. Go ahead and explore our Master. It's only right that you have something of him on your first night as his slave. With that same serious expression she leaned forward and pecked Rei on the lips once before pulling back and opening the way for the girl to reach the large cock standing stiffly in the night air.

Rei hesitantly leaned forward and stared at the engorged member from a distance of about a couple of inches. Licking her lips nervously, she reminded herself that Usagi had been able to take it in, so she shouldn t have any trouble. Reaching out with a slightly trembling hand, she grasped the warm pole and stroked it a few times, getting used to the weight and feel of it. Then, hunching forward a bit, she raised her head and took the first few inches of him between her lips and half way into her mouth! Pausing there to analyze the feeling, she brushed the head of the dick in her mouth with her tongue, contemplating the taste and texture. Then, mimicking her friend from only moments ago, she brought her head up, and back down again. And again. Soon she had acquired a tempo, and quiet slurps were escaping her lips. She couldn t take much of him in, but the taste and naughtiness of what she was doing was filling her mind with pleasure and she was content. But she was not content for long.

Usagi sat watching her friend with a jealous smile. She wanted that meat! But she was a girl that could share, and although slightly envious, she was glad Rei was enjoying herself. Her friend s long, black hair had fallen around her head, concealing the view of the blowjob, but the rocking and thrusting action of her head and shoulders was pretty indicative of Rei s eagerness. But after just a few minutes, all action stopped, and Rei slowly lifted her head away from their Owner s manhood. At first Usagi had thought that Ranma had cum in Rei s hungry mouth, but when she saw the pole standing stiff and glistening wetly, she realized that that could not be the case. She met Rei s eyes with a questioning look.

Rei smiled weakly at her friend, and her eyes were filled with lust and want. I have no idea how you got that whole monster in your mouth Meatball-head. I could barely get a few inches!

Usagi chuckled and whispered back, admonishingly Ah-ah-ah, Rei-chan! When it s us, when we are with our Master, when we are like this, I m Bunny-chan, not Meatball-head. She smiled and winked to show she was in no way angry at what Rei had called her, And as for taking in all in, well, it wasn t exactly my idea. I wanted to, but I couldn't get past a few inches myself without almost choking. But when he started to cum, he grabbed my head and just pushed into me. Past the back of my mouth and into my throat. It it felt so good that I, you know, came just from feeling him all the way in. Like something I ve wanted my whole life without realizing it was suddenly given to me. She flushed, and her eyes glazed a bit in memory.

Rei smiled, amused at the thought of her friend, fellow senshi, and former(?) leader being so turned on by giving head. She spoke up softly, I think I m ready for more. She paused for a second, blushing, and glanced at her Master. I I -need- more!

Usagi smiled at the desire she heard in Rei s voice, the tone causing her nipples to harden noticably. She opened her mouth to reply when she paused. Was that a sound she heard? Looking over to where Ami was sleeping, she glanced around to see if anything was wrong. *Ami-chan must be having a dream, she is not in the same position she was in earlier. Now she is facing this way. Ooooo, perhaps she is dreaming of Ranma-san! I hope so, that would make it easier to get them together!* She turned back to meet Rei s questioning eyes. I understand Rei-chan. But don t you want your first time to be with Ranma-san while he is awake? I think we can She was interrupted by the sound of a sleepy male voice. Bunny -chan?

*Well, that solves that problem.* Usagi thought with a smile as she shuffled up to sit next to her Master s head. Rei s eyes had opened wide, and she realized that this was it, she actually was going to lose her virginity to her Master. With Ranma awake, her fate was set. Her face flushed, her hard nipples tightened painfully, her pussy started working overtime to produce moisture, and she got a goofy grin on her face.

That s right Master, it s Bunny-chan. I m sorry to wake you, but you have one more slave-girl that you need to take care of. Usagi leaned in so that her face filled Ranma s sleepy vision.

Ranma was still half-asleep Nother slave-girl? he asked blearily.

That s right Master. Look down. She still spoke in soft, caring tones, Isn t she beautiful? Don t you want her?

Ranma looked down to see Rei bashfully sitting there with a strange smile on her face. But there was also a look deep in her eyes. Fear. A fear of rejection. Beautiful. he agreed. She is so beautiful. One hand reached up to touch her hair that was partly lying across his legs. His other hand moved a bit to rub against her naked leg. He was waking up a bit more now, and enjoyed the feel of her silky soft skin combined with the supple muscle underneath it. He was still mumbling without thought however, Mine. All mine.

Rei gasped as his vocal approval and declaration of ownership caused her pussy to churn and her pearl to throb mightily. She quickly divested herself of her tunic and swung one leg over her Master s prone form. Her smooth lower lips were nudging the base of his cock, and she rubbed her pearl against the hot piece of meat.

If anybody had looked at Usagi s face, they would have seen an expression they would have previously sworn she was incapable of producing. It was an expression of pure lecherousness, and lust shone across her face. Usagi was gone. Bunny had taken control. She stopped however, swearing that she once again heard a sound come from Ami-chan s direction when Ranma had declared his Ownership over Rei. It sounded sort of like a moan. But other than seeing that Ami had again shifted her position, nothing was out of the ordinary. It did not register that Ami s new position would afford the sleeping girl a perfect view of Rei and Ranma. Or a perfect angle from which a certain Mercury computer could be used to record the goings on. But since Ami was so obviously asleep, the idea never crossed Bunny-chan s mind. Shrugging, she moved so that Ranma's head and upper shoulders were in her lap, moving her tunic so that the back of his head and his pigtail brushed lightly against her own bald pussy.

Rei soon got tired of her rubbing, though the slight moans she was causing in her Master were quite rewarding, and grasped the large pole with one hand. She rose to her knees and moved forward until the hard cock was posed directly at her cunt. Looking up into his eyes, she slowly lowered herself until he was partially in her tightness. Gasping at the feeling of him filling her, she panted So full! So good! It it can t get any better!

Bunny smiled wickedly and murmured Yes it does. and leaned forward to push her friend firmly and completely onto their Master s manhood.

Sparks flew through Rei s mind as the largest orgasm the young girl had ever felt thundered through her body. Her frame trembled, muscles locking, but all that escaped her open lips was a very slight but drawn-out sigh.

Ranma, however, wasn t nearly as quiet. Oh! Oh man! So hot! So fucking hot! Damn!

Bunny leaned down to whisper into his ear. She is hot, isn t she? She is like fire. Like nothing you have ever felt before. And she is yours Master. She will only obey you. Only you will feel her like this. She is hot for you! Ranma groaned. He had never been big on the whole slave-owning thing. But he could not deny that Bunny-chan s words were affecting him. Knowing that he, and only he, would ever do this to these girls was a great turn-on.

Rei had slowly come down from her high, and looked dazedly at her Owner lying under her. Curiously she moved a little up and down. Finding no pain and only pleasure, she tried that again, this time a little harder. And then she was off! She rocked and pounded into him, taking as much as she could deep within herself. She put her hands on his naked chest (he slept without a shirt on) and supported herself as she fucked him with all her years of pent-up frustration and lust. She knew that Ranma would never sell her or get rid of her. He was not that kind of guy. She would never be alone. She had found her man, and he was everything she dreamed he would be. And she was determined to say Thanks by fucking him better than any man had been fucked before! She was going to keep him so satisfied that it would require a doctor to remove his smile. She would do anything, absolutely anything, for him.

And if she just happened to cum so much that her body would ache for hours afterward well, she could live with that!

No more words were exchanged, just soft grunts and groans by Rei and Ranma. Bunny was rubbing her Owner s shoulders and would lean down to kiss his face. Ranma was awake now, and grabbed Rei by her hips, pulling her down onto him with greater and greater force until finally, with a strangled cry, he held her still, crushed against his hips, as he shot his load deep within her womb! The feeling of his strength as he held her down, of his twitching cock buried within her, and of the sudden heat within her belly as he came, triggered Rei s own release, the last of many that night.

Finally she slumped onto Ranma s and felt his arms encircle her tiredly. My little Fire Sprite. My Firebug.

Rei gazed at her lover. Her Owner. Her Master. A tiny, tiny part of her mind, some small still-rationally-thinking part, reminded her that at some point her loyalty towards her Master would have to be reconciled against her loyalty to her Princess, but she shied away from that thought. It was a thought for another day. She smiled and drifted to sleep, followed shortly thereafter by Ranma.

Usagi quietly pulled herself from under Ranma s head and straightened her tunic. She was so happy that her girls were so content and happy. It warmed her heart that she was there with them when they made love for the first time, and thatthey were with her when she had done so. It was one more connection between the girls. She was about to lay down when a sound once again caught her attention.

Wow, that was some show. It was Makoto. She had raised herself onto one elbow and was smiling at her blonde friend and slave-sister.

Oh! You re awake!

Makoto smiled wryly. Well, you guys tried to keep it down, but lets face it, there are just some sounds that would wake up a dead man.

Alarmed, Usagi turned towards the side of the tent where Ami slept. She relaxed as she saw that Ami had at some point turned back over and was no longer facing their direction. She turned back to Makoto and smiled slightly. We can talk about all this tomorrow. I think we need to get some sleep. Makoto nodded and they both lay next to their Owner and stretched their arms over Rei s sleeping body. Makoto went to sleep enjoying the feeling of companionship and friendship the feeling of Rei's back and Usagi s arm created within her breast. Usagi went to sleep enjoying the silky smoothness of Rei s skin, and the warm softness of Makoto s arm against her own. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day, she was sure.

Chained World - SM: Morning Waters [Episode 119675]
by Kender

Early morning wasn't a regular time to see Ami up, even though she tended to get up early. Usually she tended to awaken at a relatively reasonable hour, as she had come up with a schedule that would allow her to easily to what she had to. But she could have slept in on this day, as she didn't have anything really important to do. And after the rather long night before, she would have had to sleep later in order to get the proper hours of slumber.

However, the fact was that she'd been pumped up on all the energy, both lust filled and not, that was echoing through the campsite. After all, not only did she have a rather clear idea of what her friends had been doing before she'd arrived, she'd had a close call with the cops. Despite her wishes to be with her friends, she sure as hell didn't want to wind up getting caught, or at least that was what she told herself. Just being seen around them would be a problem, and she didn't want to upset the situation, what with her already precarious position.

She had enough time to sit and enjoy their company though. It was early enough that most people wouldn't even be up, and so long as she didn't wait too long, she'd have plenty of time to get back home before anyone noticed where she was coming from. All she'd have to do would be to come up with a safe explanation for what she'd been doing, and she should be alright.

Of course, explaining that she'd been sitting at a camp as Makoto stirred the pot contents that would be breakfast wasn't quite what she'd thought would be something to spread around. It wasn't that bad, but it did violate the 'no contact' rule of her probation. But so long as she was there, eating a good meal wouldn't be much to add to what she'd already done.

Turning her attention from the tall girl to Rei, she saw that despite obviously aching, the raven haired girl was rather happy. She was currently arranging the cutlery, and doing a perfectly fine job of it. Yet her happy air was a bit much for what one might expect for what she was doing. It was enough when one could realise what she had done the previous night though.

As for Usagi, the blonde was showing a pleased expression with the whole situation, and was cuddled up to her Master, who had an arm around her as he smiled at his other two slaves.

All in all, the three of them were rather happy, and quite obviously satisfied young women. Sure they were slaves, but apparently, with the master they shared, they had no problems with their status. In fact, if he'd wanted to tie them up and do all sorts of nasty things to them all night, they'd probably go and get the rope. It wasn't part of the programming, so it likely meant that he'd managed to strike a chord with each of the trio.

That meant that all her worries about their situation were rather pointless. They might have had a hunky young master with a lithely built frame, but he wasn't mean to them at all. He seemed to have no problem in treating them kindly, and if they so wanted to, he had no reluctance in sharing the pleasures of the flesh with them. And what 'flesh' he had. By what she had found out, he was definately not lacking in that department at all, though the only way that she could be sure would be an examination of said 'areas'.

Shaking her head free of an image of what she'd have to do to do that, she looked at her hands and blushed heavily.

"Ami?" Usagi asked, "Is something wrong?"

"No, no! I was just letting my mind wander!" the juku student replied quickly.

"Oh... I'm glad. It's nice to have you with us, and I didn't want anything to ruin it."

"Nothing's ruining it, though..."

"What?"

"I will have to leave after breakfast..."

The blonde blinked at her. "Why?"

"Because I have to get home. My Mom will be angry with me for staying out all night, and if someone knows that I've been here, I'll get into big trouble..."

"That's too bad... But you have had fun, right..?"

"Yes, I have. It's been great seeing you guys again."

"Then ya can see 'em anytime we're 'round," Ranma told her.

"Pardon?"

"I don't see any real reason not ta let ya visit your friends. It'd be mean ta keep ya apart. 'Bout the only reason I could see not ta let ya see each other is when we ain't in the same area, and that'd only happen 'cause Pop and I have ta move 'round a lot. But we come here plenty of times, and when we do, ya four can get together."

"Except the authorities don't want us to see each other like this..."

"So? Ya just sneak 'round it. They might not like it, but what they don't know won't hurt ya."

"I'll... think about it..."

"Please come see us again!" the blonde begged, "We'd love to see you, wouldn't we?"

"Sure would," Rei said with a nod.

Makoto smiled. "I could cook something special for then."

Ami blushed under their comments, and felt a small smile spread across her face

Chained World - SM: Fallout [Episode 119775]
by Kestral

Ami got home, yawning, moving to gather her school stuff. She stopped and went back when she noticed the note laid prominently out.

Daughter-
We need to talk. Make time.

Your loving mother.

Ami twitched at the idea that her mother might have known where she'd been the previous night. Or at least had suspicions.

Usagi smiled as they got ready for another day, but this would be their first day as slavegirls.

"Ah, Ranma, you're up," said Genma as he hiked up from the road. "I didn't expect you to be awake for a few more hours."

"Eh?" said Ranma as Makoto tried to hand-feed him.

"Hmmm," hmmmed Genma. "Is that rice porridge?"

"Stretches out on a minimal budget, plus you can add things to it easy," admitted Makoto, leaving off feeding her Master to scoop out a bowl for his father.

"Well, we'll wait until after breakfast before we get going on the training," said Genma. "We'll just have to make it fairly intense."

Doctor Mizuno heard the page the third time it was repeated and picked up the phone. Oddly, it wasn't Ami calling,

Chained World - SM: Rabbit Waters [Episode 120005]
by Kender

"Hello, Doctor Mizuno speaking," Ami's mother said into the reciever, wondering who could be on the line.

"Hello..," said a soft, almost whispering young voice.

"Ami?"

"No..."

"Who is this?"

"Umm... It's me..."

'It can't be..,' the doctor thought to herself. "Usagi?"

"Yes..."

"What's going on? Why are you calling? Is something wrong?"

"No..."

"You're not hurt are you?"

"I'm not! My owner's really nice and wouldn't let that happen!"

"Then why are you calling?"

"Umm... Ami..."

"You're not trying to make excuses for her seeing you, are you?"

"You know about that?" Usagi gasped.

"You didn't think that you all wouldn't be spotted, did you?"

"I hoped not... But she didn't mean to! She was passing by and sort of... stumbled into the tent. I think she was asking for directions..."

"You don't know?"

"Um... I was... We all were... busy..."

A small smile curved the elder Mizuno's mouth. "I can imagine what you mean."

"Uhh... I... I think that's good. But I wanted to talk about her for something sort of different..."

"Like what?"

"Could you... I don't know... Maybe... Get Ami-chan in a relationship with my Master?"

"What?!" the doctor yelped, and subsided as she noticed others around her reacting to her uncharacteristic outburst. "What are you thinking?"

"They got along real well, and she seemed to like him a lot. I mean, she couldn't stop looking at him. I think that she really wants... well... she didn't seen to mind certain things... And he seemed not have any trouble being nice to her. I think that she really would like being with him, maybe as a girlfriend or..."

"What are you thinking?"

"Maybe you could engage her to him? She seems to really like him, and wants to be with him, but..."

"She's on probation, and meeting with you three would violate that."

"But if she was his fiancee..."

The doctor pursed her lips as she considered what was being asked of her

Chained World - SM: Doctor's orders [Episode 120056]
by Kestral

As soon as she'd hung up the phone with the young slavegirl, the physician put in two more short calls. One to the Service, the other to an information broker. Messages were taken on the other ends.

Kumori Mizuno considered the request of young Usagi. She had to put it aside for work, but took the idea up again periodically in the day as her schedule allowed.

The idea of fixing Ami up with a fiance had some merit actually. She would have preferred a physician, scientist, or someone similarly gifted in either the intellectual or artistic pursuits. A martial artist seemed rather brutal and an ill match, at least at first.

The Service, which was short for the governmental branch dealing with slaves but more often referred to as the Service or the Guild, got back in touch with her around five hours later.

Hiroyuki, who turned out to be a freeman in the Advocacy sub-branch, informed her of the legal tangle. It could go in a number of ways, he told her in Legalese hedging, but there had been a case some years ago establishing a precedent. If the doctor contacted Ranma's father and arranged an omiai - then Ami would indeed be able to meet with her friends more freely and would be considered the Mistress over the slavegirls. Ranma would naturally have more authority and responsibility as regarded the three, but it was felt that the Master could play chaperone over the group of friends.

The possibility of Ami joining the three as a slave was also brought up. While it was seen as the loss of a promising young student, the advocate pointed out that there really was nothing keeping her from becoming a doctor - there were even scholarships specifically available for those who were slaves themselves such as the Weingard Foundation's program. She would, if successful, merely go from being a full-use to professional grade and eventually buy out her freedom if she so chose.

That gave more fuel for the fire, more data to crunch as Ami's mother tried to figure out the angles of what was clearly an important decision. Ami had already endangered her status twice now, and if she committed a third foul might take the decision from her mother's hands entirely.

In which case, if they didn't automatically place Ami with her friends, the doctor might well use her own money and connections to ensure it happened.

The informtion broker's package arrived near the end of the day and contained two folders. The one on Ranma was brief. Uninspired scholastic record, a tendency to speak first and regret later, but a fair amount of talent in his chosen Art. The folder on Genma was thicker and much complimentary, though the love of the Art was seen repeatedly.

The tournaments that Ranma had won seemed to indicate that he did have a fair amount of skill in his chosen profession, and apparently he was registered in the Nerima Big Brawl. Doctor Mizuno checked her calendar and found that while she was on-call, she had that day off. Good enough, she'd at least watch and if she had a chance would talk to this Ranma personally.

Genma sparred with Ranma. At first the attacks and defenses were rudimentry, Ranma's exhaustion slowly giving way to full wakefulness. Genma not sure how the slaves might have worn Ranma out, and he needed to judge Ranma's combat potential for the tournament.

Then they got more serious.

"Whoa," said Usagi from where she watched.

"Damn," said Makoto with some feeling.

"This stuff isn't getting done on its own," pointed out Rei as she tried to straighten out the camp. "Oh my."

"How are they staying up in the air that long?" asked Usagi.

"Optical illusion?" asked Rei. She noticed the shiny look in Makoto's eyes. "You want to learn to do that, Mako-chan?"

"More than you can possibly imagine," said Makoto as she tried to drink in every detail of the fight.

Combinations were exchanged. A series of kicks chained into nearly boneless evasive manuevers which were replaced by a complicated set of blocks and punches and counterpunches.

Genma might have been married, in another world, and old, but having a rapt audience of the female variety made him pull out some flashier moves.

Ranma figured that this was because of the tournament, and that his father wanted him to look especially impressive and skilled. He was also quite aware of the three girls watching him and looking good was DEFINITELY a consideration.

That only lasted long enough for Genma to land the first real contact. After that all thoughts about the audience was gone as Ranma sought to beat his father to a pulp and said father tried to teach his stupid son a lesson.

Well mostly. They still wanted to look good while doing it.

Minako tried. Really she did.

She couldn't help it. Late for class. Fell asleep in first period. Chalk bouncing off her head when her attention wandered in second period.

She could practically hear the click of a collar around her neck.

There was only one thing to do - and as soon as she could figure out what it was she was doing it!

If only she knew what was going on with Usagi and the others.

"Did you hear what happened to Usagi Tsukino?"

"She went to the Center for processing as a slave didn't she?"

"Yeah, but take a look at what her Master looks like."

Minako stopped. Naru Osaka and Umino?

"WHOA!" said Naru, staring at a photograph. "How did you get this?"

Slowly Minako edged closer and closer to the two.

"You know Chitose in group 5? She's a slave, limited-use, of some guy connected with the Center. She was keeping track of Usagi and Makoto because they came from our school." Umino did his best Gendo Ikari imitation. Which wasn't very good as one might imagine.

Minako peeked over Naru's shoulder now that she'd manuevered into position. Her eyes got wide and her jaw dropped as she saw the photo.

"So who is he?" asked Naru, making sure the photo was held so that Minako could see. Why did she have a furoshiki tied thief-style on her head anyway?

"Ranma Saotome," said Umino, flipping open a notebook. "First time owner. Supposed to be really good at some kind of martial arts thing. He's entered in the Nerima Big Brawl."

"What?! Didn't he read the rules?!" Naru asked.

"What's the Nerima Big Brawl?" asked Minako.

"The Nerima Big Brawl is a BIG event," explained Naru. "They've been hyping it for months, gotten special permission from the Center and government. One of the prizes is 'slave pick' - where the winner can choose one individual from a lower rank and take them as a slave! That was originally supposed to be the slave of someone at least two ranks lower, but the wording got messed up in one of the edits and they got stuck with it as is."

Minako twitched.

"So Usagi could end up with some old martial arts sensei as her owner if this Ranma guy does poorly in the contest and she gets chosen?" asked Umino. "Wow. Her bad luck keeps going."

Three heads nodded.

"Hey, you want to go visit after school? Chitose got the address?" said Umino, ignoring the way Minako was scribbling things down.

Chained World - SM: Contact Comings [Episode 120501]
by Kender

Despite knowing that she wasn't supposed to contact the trio of now slaves, Minako couldn't help being gleeful over the fact that she knew where her friends were. She'd been worried about them, as she'd been kept in the dark as to where they were. That meant that they could be in any sort of situation, and she risked getting into trouble with any sort action she took. So she had been unable to do much beyond wonder what sort of situation they were in.

Of course, the idea that they were with that hunk was more than pleasing. She wasn't sure how much she'd complain if she were in their place. After all, that was one hundred percent certified beefcake eyecandy there. Hopefully he was as nice as his picture seemed to show to her, as that would mean that her friends had lucked out big time.

But she wasn't about to leave it to chance, and was already planning on acting upon her new knowledge. She might not be able to contact her friends, but that didn't mean that she couldn't peek in on them. It would be a bit difficult to watch them from a distance without actually meeting them, but she was certain that she could manage it. She'd just have to be as sneaky as she could be.

'I'll just have to be Minako the spy!' she thought to herself as she snuck way.

Naru just wondered why the other girl was tip toeing off, but shrugged it off.

Ami walked her way over to the juku she regularly attended, but did so on auto pilot. She'd gone so many times that she could do so in her sleep, which helped as she had a lot on her mind. Discovering where her friends had been sent, and the good situation they were in, was rather nice, but it was tempered by the fact that her mother wanted to talk with her.

It could mean a lot of things, which wasn't good for her peace of mind, as she had all sort of possibilities running through her mind. Everything from her mother wanting to check up on her life to the possibility that the conversation would be a prelude to her own enslavement had been imagined in crystal clarity several times. Unfortunately, she couldn't know how it would go, so she couldn't be sure of which way it would go.

So she could be excused for being a bit concerned, though she kept it in rather admirably.

Hopefully it'd last until she got home and talked to her mother.

"Oh wow..."

Usagi turned from her observations of the afternoon practice session and looked at the speaker. "Umino? NARU?!"

"Hi!" the blonde and the freegirl chorused as they hugged each other tightly.

"How'd you find us?"

"It was simple, what with Umino's help. He found out who you were sold to, and from there..."

"And now you're here!"

"Uh-huh!" Naru replied.

Umino pushed up his glasses and smiled. "It's no problem when you have connections."

"Which is great. Because now we'll have lots to talk about. Come on, let's see the others," the blonde chirped and tugged her friends along while:

Chained World - SM: Mother - Daughter Talks [Episode 120661]
by Kestral

Ami entered the apartment and stiffened as she heard someone moving around in the kitchen.

There was no putting this off now.

"Ami, take a seat. I'll be there in a moment."

Now there really was no putting this off.

Ami sat down nervously. Her mother came in with a tea tray, and quickly poured two cups. One she set on her side of the table, the other before Ami.

"Do you want to tell me anything?" asked the doctor, placing a thick folder next to her seat. "Ami?"

"I... don't know what to say," hedged Ami.

Her mother's gaze was serious. "I see. So you have nothing to say?"

"Well, I guess... no," continued to evade Ami.

"Let me give you a subject then. How about you breaking parole?" asked her mother.

"I... that is," said the suddenly sweating Ami.

"Are you that anxious to be with your friends?" asked the doctor.

"No, that's not it," insisted Ami, now perspiring heavily. Was this it? Would she suddenly find herself naked and sold, rejoining her three friends and forced to undergo long sensuous nights where she was forced to undertake erotic pleasures?

The doctor pursed her lips as her daughter shifted and blushed and perspired. Time to get to the heart of the matter. "Ami? Do you want to be sold into slavery?"

Ami was fascinated by her fingers and couldn't seem to take her eyes off them.

With no answer forthcoming, her mother sighed. Well, she'd already managed to contact the requisite authorities and even the boy's father through a proxy specializing in such things. Time for the decision, before it was taken out of her hands entirely.

Chained World - SM: heavy training [Episode 121401]
by Kestral

Akane threw herself into her training.

Weights, jogging, and the daily battle against the Horde in the morning - all building up her skills.

Her father still went into crying fits. Nabiki was smirking about something. Kasumi didn't seem affected at all.

The Horde still was a daily workout, especially Kuno. Or no - make that more of an annoyance than a workout.

That was one thing about this battle she was looking forward to. She'd be facing REAL martial artists. People who would take her on for real and fight without any holding back. When she beat them, it would count for something.

It was her father's fault anyway. HE had made those "risky" investments. HE had then bought those "lucky charms" and furthered it. HE had put them so far into debt that they'd end up homeless or he'd have to do one further thing. Sell his daughters off. At least one, possibly two, and potentially all three.

Winning was the only thing that mattered. If she won, not only did they get the prize money - the reputation of her father's school of martial arts would be increased. Students would sign up, and there would be money coming into the household once again.

Akane settled down in front of a stack of roofing tiles and prepared to see how many she could punch through with a single blow. Only two days to go.

Tatewaki Kuno went through the forms, each motion perfect within its flow from one to the next.

He had to be beyond good. If he defeated Akane Tendo at the tournament, he would then go on to victory over all of the peasants who had gathered. Eventually the fair and tidy Akane would become his own.

Only one such as he could tame that fierce heart, so it was destiny itself lending encouragement to his cause.

Kuno frowned as he slipped two centimeters out of alignment. Clearly this would not do. Nothing less than perfection would avail him in the battle to come.

Haruka hmmphed as she looked over the names of the fighters.

Lots of private martial arts schools were represented - each trying for a measure of fame in order to get the boost in business they'd bring their dojo if they won.

The bulk were slaves fighting for their freedom. Only the top contenders would go on against real fighters.

The bulk of the real fighters were freemen, martial artists and the like who were trying mainly for reputation or some personal goal. Haruka picked out a few vengeance quests out of the names she recognized and a few personal rivalries.

Add to that were a few other names that she recognized as being either professional mamluk or having some sort of rep.

An eyebrow went up on seeing two names.

#247 - Ranma Saotome - Anything Goes School Of Indiscriminate Grappling

#141 - Akane Tendo - Anything Goes School Of Martial Arts.

She'd heard of Ranma, he'd won a few tournaments and had a fairly good rep. In the Juuban "Fighter's Challenge" last year he'd gone up against a local favorite and had allowed the other guy some dignity and had made it look like a close thing. It hadn't been, it had been obvious to Haruka and at least two mamluk that Ranma had been holding back. The local favorite had retired afterwards, saying that it had proven he was going into his reclining years and had a mountain cabin that he was finally going to retire to and enjoy. The local boy had his last moment of glory and dignity, Ranma had won, and the crowd which might have been hostile to Saotome had been fooled into thinking it was just time catching up with their hero. The pro types knew better, and Haruka had listened in on their conversation though she'd already figured out that Saotome had held back.

The only reason she noted Akane Tendo was because the names of the schools were damn similar. Tendo had a lower number, so she'd signed up first. So it might be a coincidence, but more likely it was one of those rival school grudge match things. THAT happened a lot more often.

Haruka smirked. THERE would be an adequate measure of her skill. This impulse of joining the tournament was now looking better all the time.

Ranma's training was fierce and heavy under Genma's close supervision. Everything had to be perfect for his performance in the Tournament.

Ranma performed well enough. At least until he noticed his father signing some extra paperwork and some guys from the Service in their camp.

Genma was grinning almost manically. If only Nodoka could see Ranma now! VERY manly indeed. Now this. Oh, he would have preferred that the Tendo and Saotome families had been joined, but with Ranma's mother-in-law being a doctor and the definite possibility that his wife would become a doctor as well - his retirement and future would be assured!

"So this means that Ami-chan can see us again?" Usagi asked one of the agents.

That worthy nodded, his expression unchanging.

"Pops? What gives?" asked Ranma, taking a break from training but this was a bit concerning.

"Arranging a fiancee for you," said Genma, applying his hanko to the appropriate paper.

"Oh good, I was afraid you were..." Ranma stopped. "A what?"

"A fiancee," said Genma as the agent put away the papers.

"We'll send copies to you as soon as we get back to the office," said the agent, leaving with the papers.

"A what?" asked Ranma.

"A bride eventually," explained Genma.

"WHAT?!" exclaimed Ranma.

Chained World - SM: Waking To Change [Episode 124258]
by Kender

Ami woke later than she'd usually do, simply because the night had not been exactly kind to her. After her confrontation with her mother, she had gone to bed, certain that she was wavering on something big. She'd stayed up half the night wondering if she would become a slave, and on her seemingly warm reaction to such a steep fall. Eventually, sleep had claimed her, but even then she had little rest.

Her dreams were mixes of sensations, from flashes too disorienting to remember, to dreams so realistic, she could have sworn that she was really going through them. At best, she had only slept on and off, and when she had awakened, she had found herself tangled up in her sheets, and her body covered in sweat... with some added bonuses.

After getting herself free from her bedding, she sat on the edge of her bed, and vigorously rubbed at her face for a few minutes. That didn't do much in reality, but it did give her something to hold onto so that she regained her hold on reality. Then, padding over to the bathroom, she took off her pajamas, and bathed the grime from her body, hoping to both relax and awaken at the same time. That worked somewhat, as she found her hands drawing to places on her body that tightened as she tried not to think about what could happen with her.

But she managed to finish with her morning absolutions, and got dressed with the focus of just trying to get through the next activity without imagining what she'd dreamt of. It worked better as she went along, with her naturally logical mind letting her see that she had to keep fantasy and reality apart. In that, she succeeded admirably, and was sure that she would get through the day without thinking about how close she was to getting a collar around her neck.

And then she saw her mother waiting for her at the breakfast table.

"Hello Ami," Kumori told her.

Ami tried not to look worried, and didn't manage it as quite as well as she'd hoped. "Hi Mom..."

"I'm glad that you're up. You need to eat before you go out, and I need to talk to you."

"About..."

"What's been going on with your friends."

"I... I didn't mean to do anything wrong..."

The doctor gave her daughter an even look. "I know you, and you'd never misbehave unless there was a reason."

"I... Well... I..."

"But there is no need to worry. Everything has been handled. I've settled things, and now there is nothing keeping you from visiting your friends whenever you want."

"There's not?!" the younger Mizuno gasped happily, a bright look coming onto her face.

"No, you now have every reason to see them, and in fact, you'll have to see their master."

"Why? I'm not... You... He's not my Master, is he?"

"No, he's not."

"Oh... That's good... Right?"

"Of course."

"I'm glad..."

"I was hoping that you'd react that well to the fact that he's going to be your husband," her mother pronounced.

"WHAT?!"

"I see that's a surprise. But don't you remember last night? It was a choice, really. Either you stood on the edge, were about to become a slave yourself, or this would happen. And I think that this is the best of the three."

"You... you do...? But how..."

"I had a rather interesting call that suggested it, and as I thought about it, the better it sounded. You can see your friends free and clear, you get to marry this boy you seem to like so much, and I get peace of mind."

That made Ami blink at her parent. "You mean that you want me to get married..."

"Well... yes, I do. I'd have much rather had things had taken their time, but this works out well enough. Of course, he is a martial artist, but that's no major problem. There are other worries at the moment."

"'Other worries'?"

"You must understand," Kumori said firmly, "They won't just be your friends any more. They are slaves owned by your fiance, and as such, you'll be their mistress."

"I... will..."

"Yes. The 'last word' will reside with Ranma, but you will be able to give them instructions, and expect them to do things. In a way, it'll be good for you. Hopefully this will teach you to be a little more assertive in ways that will be good."

"I'll try..."

"Good. But then, I'm sort of happy that things happened the way they did. Now I know that you'll have something settled into your future, though some parts of your marriage can wait. I'm looking forwards to being a grandmother, but not in the near future. Too many girls are pretty free with their 'favors' and don't regard the consequences. Though, I am sure that you can be responible in that regard."

"I sure can..," Ami whimpered slightly.

"Just don't wait too long. I'd like to be young enough to enjoy them."

"Uh... Okay..."

"That's my girl. I just hope that you don't have any guys that I don't know about..."

The cram student shook her head, struck speechless by what was happening.

"That was a worry. But what's done, is done. And your engagement has been duly recorded."

A weak smile trembled its way onto Ami's face,

Chained World - SM: It's a nice day for a white wedding? [Episode 124319]
by Kestral

Ami was dazed by these events and so went for something familiar and comforting.

Studying.

This was made easier by the number of books available on the subject, unfortunately the cram-school-ace found her body reacting to the reading to be distracting.

And she WAS reacting to it, which was something she was reluctant to acknowledge but was something that she couldn't completely ignore.

Just the thought of what she'd have to do with her friends. Oh, how terrible! How horrible! How... naughty.

Of course with such information, she began to realize the possibilities. Of Usagi in a little maid uniform tidying things up and bringing in a tray of snacks that Makoto would make up in the kitchen. Or how Rei would have a temper outburst, and then Ami as the Mistress would have to make sure she was properly disciplined.

Fit To Be Tied - there was an entire chapter on the subject. There were even references to entire books on the subject and how to make the discipline pleasurable for both owner and slave? Oh dear!

Ami finally decided that she just had to go see them. Her fiance and his slaves.

What did one wear to such an event?

Minako Aino snuck with all the skills at her disposal.

Unfortunately, that wasn't much at the moment. Particularly when she'd ducked into an alley and knocked over two trashcans. Or when she'd tripped and fallen down an embankment. Or...

As she approached the campsite, it was noted by those watching, and that she was skipping class for this.

Ami's attention in class was frayed. Not only by the knowledge of her own changes, but in the empty seats. Minako's desk being empty was duly noted.

The word hadn't gone out about the engagement yet, but Ami knew it was just a matter of time. Her own feelings on the matter were hardly clear, and she wasn't entirely sure if being engaged was in her best interests.

Chained World - SM: Same Old... [Episode 125911]
by Kender

Kunzite looked over the spacious store that he'd just completed and smiled thinly. It didn't look too fancy, and did have a bit of a utilitarian feel, but that was part of the attraction. After all, even though it was comfortable, it simply wouldn't work if the customers lost track of why they were there. So, with the plush chairs, warm decorations, and subtle lighting, it still had a bit of a 'business like' feel.

If anything, it was an upscale spa, and in a way, it was. However, instead of the massage parlor or hair salon that some might see elsewhere, this place had a purpose that was a bit different in mind. People were still pampered there, and appearances were still changed, but it was with a bit more... 'oomph' to it.

His company would work on the appearance of slaves, and not just in simple cosmetics. Rather, it would allow owners to alter their slaves in whole new ways. If an master wanted his slavegirl to have the biggest bosom around, they could do that. For a mistress that wanted it, they could shift a brown eyed slave to have blue eyes. Even the possibility of making a slave into an 'elf', 'alien', or a catgirl was basically possible. A few body alterations and a genemod later, the owner would have a slave that fit his or her desired image.

And that was something that he anticipated. He knew that a lot of owners would like to have slaves that were not real. They had to make due with what they did have, and even if they got a slave that they wanted, sometimes a bit of... alteration would work. Many would want to individualise their slaves, from fitting a whim, to creating a theme, people would come.

Of course, none of them would know that it was a Dark Kingdom plot. Little details like that wouldn't fit into an attractive brochure. No owner wanted to think that their slave would either become a minion of a world devouring evil, or that they themselves would be supporting this. Even if they only took the dark desires that might drive the change, they would have a stable power supply, as they'd get energy from the slave's helplessness, and the master's need for it. No one would realise what was happening until it was too late, and either the slaves became power conduits for dark energies, or turned into monsters themselves.

Imagining that future made him gain a dark grin. Humanity's own perverse nature would do them in, and even if the slave and master both wanted a change, they would never escape the darkness as the very equipment that did the change originated with the Dark Kingdom. And with the submission already pushed into the slaves, they'd be so much the more malleable.

Things like this made his job easy, and he couldn't see anyway that he could fail. He was not that fool Jedite, or, as he was called now, Jadeite. In his plan, there was no room for failure. Everything was set up with every detail thought out, from the 'salespeople' to the advertising. This might be the simple 'fake store' routine, but instead of leaving a trail of weakened or missing people, there would be nothing but happy customers. At least, that would be the case until the time was right, and when it was, it would be too late to stop them.

Until then, he could see no problems in his path.

Certain that things would go well, he turned so that his cap fluttered behind him and headed into the back

Chained World - SM: Best laid plans of Dark Generals [Episode 126035]
by Kestral

The sales-yoma was not the brightest bulb in the pack, yet even she could see this was NOT working.

"GeneWorks" was a bust. After four hours of explaining the services to a steady stream of potential customers, she had sold a grand total of:

Zero. Zip. Zilch. Nada. The big goose egg.

Not one stinking lousy damn customer.

"Well, this is certainly sucking the big time," said the sales-yoma as she clicked the "play" button and let her recording of her past session play to explain all the wonderful services that were available here. She wasn't the brightest of yoma, but also wasn't the dumbest. She didn't require a great deal of energy to survive, most donors would get a momentary bout of fatigue that would pass after five minutes or so, as long as she spread it out and wasn't too obvious about it. So she was feeding rather well, but it was just snacking while waiting for something to happen.

She wasn't an "energy harvester" or a "combat monster" yoma. She was an infiltrator-spy type. Kunzite had given her this opportunity, and it was beginning to look as if she'd end up either dead when Kunzite found out how well the plan was going, or she'd end up back in the secretarial pool. Bleah. Neither possibility struck her as being terribly desirable.

Her name was Otori, mainly because she liked the name.

So she looked over the crowd that seemed inclined only to ask questions and NOT BUY ANYTHING when she was asked YET ANOTHER STUPID QUESTION!

"Free samples? FREE SAMPLES?!" Otori glared at the girl who had asked.

"Yeah, if you had something besides these drawings, maybe some pictures, maybe you'd do better business," said her companion.

"YOU... hmmm," said Otori, considering that. "I see. Maybe a few photographs would work better. You might have a point there." Examples of the art that could be done. Something simple and without a great deal of Dark Taint to be noticeable. "Well, if you agree to a set of photos and perhaps could come back later to give your commentary for future prospects?"

There was some nods at that.

"Are you sure about this?" asked the second of the first.

"Why not? It's reversible, right?" asked the first.

"Of course," lied Otori.

"Then let's see what it's like,"

Chained World - SM: First, The Victims... [Episode 127871]
by Kender

"Then let's see what it's like," said Akane to Nabiki.

The elder girl frowned slightly. "I'm not totally sure that this would be a good idea."

"Why not?"

"This isn't something you come across everyday. But why are you so hot about trying this out?"

"Because I might just be able to get an edge in my fights."

"You," Nabiki muttered, "who have always been training to get better, are going to use this to win a fight?"

"Of course. Unless you want to get sold into slavery."

"Not yet, at least. If I were to become a slave, I'd want to do it on my terms."

"You'd actually negotiate to become a slave?"

"Only if I got an advantage out of it. After all, there is money to be made there. And if I had no other way of making it, I'm sure that I'd catch a fine price."

"And now?"

A sour look crossed the elder girl's face. "Daddy's got our back against the wall. I mean, even if I really wanted to be a slave badly, about the only people who'd pay that much for a pretty schoolgirl are old perverted freaks and kids with too much time on their hands."

"Like that idiot Kuno. So, you see why I have to win this fight. I can't let any of us get sold off to the highest bidder."

"Good. You're going with your strength, simple brute force."

"Is that supposed to mean something?" Akane asked.

"No, not really. So, you're going to try to get a boost from this?"

"Sure. There shouldn't be a problem. It'll still be me fighting there, right?"

"It will be your body standing to fight," Otori promised.

"See?"

"Whatever. If you want to go this route, be my guest," Nabiki drawled with a shrug.

"I will," Akane replied, and then turned to the sales yoma. "So, what do we start with?"

Otori put on a smile that wasn't totally fake. "Why don't we pick out what sort of changes you'd like?"

"Sure."

Nabiki watched her sister start to pick out what she wanted

Chained World - SM: Dark Tainted Tendo [Episode 127917]
by Kestral

Nabiki was curious about the GeneWorks angle herself.

"So here we go, Miss Tendo," said the saleslady. "You opted for increased strength and durability, increased breast size, and recuperative powers."

"That's right," said Akane.

The infiltrator yoma-turned-saleslady Otori smiled. Once the ice was broken and the impulse to buy in was established, the hypnotic projector removed a trace of inhibition. It was so subtle that those who were just curious would remain just curious, but since these two were actually considering a purchase it could reinforce that decision. "So you want the tiger upgrade. What about you, Miss?"

Nabiki shook her head slightly, wondering why she had zoned off like that.

"Yeah, let's go with that," agreed Akane. "Minimal obvious alterations. What about you, Nabiki?"

Nabiki looked at the various possibilities, frowning at some of them. "Something minimal as well."

Otori nodded. Minimal - nothing obvious. Until the Dark Taint was activated and they became cannon fodder soldiers, THEN they'd have more obvious changes to them.

Nabiki finally tapped her choice.

Chained World - SM: Pair Of Felines [Episode 129632]
by Kender

Nabiki finally tapped her choice. "I'll go with Housecat. Increased flexibility sounds safe."

"'Safe'?" her sister asked. "Is that all that you're going to do?"

"You sound disappointed."

"Well... not exactly. You see, I just thought that you might try something a little more... interesting."

"Trust me. This is interesting enough for me. You know what it would be like to have the grace and skill of a cat?"

"Why do you think I picked a tiger? But there are a lot of choices here..," Akane replied, gesturing at the options presented to them.

"Yes, there are little sister, but I had to pick one that would fit me. If I'm in a situation where I have to survive poision, beat someone up, or run that fast, it wouldn't be something that I should be into in the first place. You're the fighter, little sister, not me."

"Oh..."

"Besides, just thinking of something like being able to regenerate stuff makes me imagine why I'd need it, and I seriously don't want to go through getting something cut off. And even after I regenerated, I'd have a spare hand, foot or something like that. Would you like having something like that?"

"Ewww... no..."

"Then we understand each other," the elder girl said, and turned to the 'salesgirl', "And we have come to terms. How shall we get this done."

"It's quite an easy process," Otori told them, "If you'll just follow me, I'll guide you to where you will be getting what you have asked for."

"That's good. Sis?"

"Let's go!" Akane declared, and marched after the fake 'salesgirl', with her sister trailing after her

Chained World - SM: Dark Kingdom 4 Sale? [Episode 129636]
by Kestral

The process was simple and straightforward.

Other than slight points on ears and teeth, neither Tendo daughter looked much different. They knew, having had it explained to them four times during the process, that it would take a couple of days for the full effect to take place.

Akane spent most of the walk home throwing mock punches and kicks. Even Nabiki, as largely untrained in the martial arts as she was, could notice that Akane's movements were faster and more fluid than they had been.

As for Otori, she was pleased and knew that her superiors would be pleased. Two girls had undergone the alteration and infusion process. Seeing that someone had actually done it and come out looking only slightly different, there was now some more interest. Still very few sales, but compared to none at all - a good improvement.

In each of those altered, the changes were like making tea with a teabag. Slowly accumulating as time went on. When the time was ripe, a signal could be sent and those who were sufficiently far along would become new shock troops for the Dark Kingdom.

Though some of these genetic samples would apparently have to be rethought.

"Pardon your humble slave saying so, but this is nuts."

The Dark General sat back and regarded his tout. "How so?"

"Master, the time for battles amongst your fellow Generals is not while you are seeking to conquer your foe, but after that deed is done," pointed out the eunuch. "Battling before you obtain the prize may keep any of you from claiming it."

"I forget sometimes that you are not truly of our Dark Kingdom, so you do not understand our ways," said the Dark General. "Our standings at the time of our victory are unlikely to change for a millenia or more. Therefore we must jockey for better positions at that moment of triumph."

"You are pleased with my report, great one?" asked the mouse-yoma spy with a glance at both human servant and Dark General master, wondering if some of those rumors were true.

"Yes, keep me informed of further developments and you will be well rewarded."

Things were going well. More or less. Sort of. Kind of. Well, maybe going 'well' was a bit of a stretch.

Ranma continued to try and learn this new special technique of his father's. Trying not to pay attention to things going on around him.

It was a little difficult though,

Chained World - SM: Sneaky, She Isn't... [Episode 130810]
by Kender

Over the years of his training, Ranma had learned to ignore distractions. Times when he was hungry, cold or tired could be overcome by willpower and focus, as he knew that he couldn't get many people attacking him when he was good and ready. He'd learned to fight in total silence and darkness as well as the noisiest street in Shinjuku. Having been put through everything from fireworks exploding around him to having to fight in close corners had been thrown at him.

In that, his father's training had been successful, even if some of it had been unintentional.

But even now he was able to focus on the fight despite some other compelling things to pay attention to. He did have three shapely girls who would do anything he wanted as well as a new fiancee. However, he was well aware of the fact that his slaves would wait for him, and so he could look forward to being with them without worry. Makoto would have something delicious to eat, Rei was great with a massage, and Usagi was quick to make him relax. And since Ami wasn't there at the moment, he didn't have that visible reminder of the fact that he was supposed to get married. And he'd long been able to tune his father's ranting out.

Yet even he couldn't ignore the girl trying to sneak around the campsite. The blonde was obviously trying to be secretive, but she was doing such an inept job of it that it was obvious that she hadn't ever been trained in it. Her idea of tiptoeing was to do long, and high steps where she would make like an overgrown frog with shapely legs trying to walk. Then there was her quick 'creeping', which tossed up small clouds of dust. In an outfit that did nothing to help her blend in, those acts, and her habit of crashing into the things that she wanted to hide behind, were making it hard to ignore her. Plus, her attempts to act like she was nonchalantly passing by didn't help, especially when she kept on staring at him like he was some kind of buffet.

Getting so frustrated that he knew that his father would have reason to be annoyed with him, he decided that he had to do something about it.

Minako was pleased with herself as she was sure that nothing had been going wrong with her plan. She had been able to see her friends, and since she hadn't talked to them yet, no one could say that she had broken parole. But she was still going to talk to them, and she was sure that if she got to an isolated place where no one would see them, she could spend a little while catching up with them. Of course, this had meant that she'd missed a bit of school, but that was only a minor thing, and she was certain that she could handle that.

"Can I help ya?" a male voice asked.

Stiffing at the sound, she looked up and saw her friends' new master crouching on the rock that she'd been hiding behind as he stared right back at her. "A-heh..."

"Is somethin' up? Ya don't look like ya are a contender, but I've seen a lot of 'em that don't look so tough..."

"Me... no..."

"Well, ya could be some kinda spy... But ya should know this. If ya are lookin' ta do somethin' sneaky, I ain't 'bout ta let ya, got it," he growled as he waved his fist in a mildly threatening gesture.

Being a teenaged girl in a situation where she'd realised that she was in trouble, she did the only thing that she could do.

She screeched at the top of her lungs. "EEEEKK! NO! NO! NO!"

The pigtailed boy winced at the piercing sound. "Ya got a set of lungs on ya, I'll give ya that..."

"Don't hurt me! I'm just a young and pretty girl! Don't ravish me as punishment!"

"Huh?! I was only warnin' ya..."

"I'll... I'll... let you do what you want, just don't hurt me!"

"Okay... Okay..."

"Master!" three voiced cried out, and suddenly the trio of slaves were crowding around the boy, with Makoto leaning forward against his back and Rei and Usagi to either side of him.

"We heard someone screaming!" the 'odango' haired blonde said in a panic as she turned to look at the newcomer, "We came to see what happened... Mina-chan?"

"Ya know this girl?" he asked with a blink.

"That's our friend Minako," Makoto informed him.

"Another friend?"

"Well... yes."

"Just how many friends d'ya guys got?"

"A lot. Usagi makes friends with just about everyone that she meets..."

"Just great... I might as well be trainin' at a rail station..."

Usagi blinked slightly before looking around in confusion. "We thought that something terrible was going on, and came. What's going on?"

"I saw her tryin' ta sneak 'round, but when I came ta confront and make her stop, she up and panics. Man... Like I'd just beat someone for no reason..."

"You're not going to make lewd advances on me," Minako asked, "and try to see how far you could get with such a pretty girl?"

"Uhh... no..."

This made the Senshi of Love look oddly disappointed.

"Someone's been reading too many romance novels," Rei muttered

Chained World - SM: Repercussions [Episode 130876]
by Kestral

"Got the pictures?" asked one of the agents.

"Already sent 'em via wireless," replied the other agent.

The two looked down at the encampment from their rooftop.

"Suppose it was deliberate?" asked the first.

"No, I think she just really sucks at being sneaky," said Agent B. "Unless it was a subconscious desire tripping her up."

"Hmmm, I just thought of something," said Agent A.

Agent B could think of a lot of things suggested by this scene, but was curious. "What's that?"

"Poor guy's going to be in no shape for that tournament, I have to change my bet," said Agent A, looking through the binoculars again.

The Aino family received word as to what was going on. It would take a few days for the paperwork and treatment, but apparently Minako had made her choice.

Akane felt abruptly sleepy and went off to take a nap.

Nabiki lasted about an hour longer and went off for the same reason.

Once asleep, the changes began in earnest. The changes were small at first, but as time went on they would become more visible to outsiders. Both were becoming faster and more limber. Akane's already considerable strength was increasing. Nabiki's eyes altered slightly, becoming more light-sensitive.

Inside them, the Taint ripened like some seed.

Otori checked two crystals in her shop, noted the progression of red and black in the two, and made notes as the experiment continued. She smiled as she looked to a third. With three sisters, and therefore a close genetic match, she'd be able to get better information and refine the process still further. Now if everything worked out, that third subject might soon be available.

Usagi was discovering a few things about her new position that she had not expected.

First was that while she'd always enjoyed putting things in her mouth, it had mainly been snacks up until recently. She had found a particularly enjoyable kink for her, and was rather pleased with the new focus it gave her on life.

Second was that if she shifted to Sailor Moon, which apparently was still possible as she still had her old brooch, she could strip off the seifuku and the sex felt even better. She could even do some sort of healing "attack" that gave Master renewed vigor and caused a couple of scars to fade out - but as she had her mouth full at that time had no idea what you called that particular manuever.

The renewed vigor proved to have all sorts of delightful uses.

She'd also learned something of her fellow Senshi. Rei was loud and fiesty, but got really turned on when she was gagged and tied up - which had started by Usagi pulling a prank on the shrine former-maiden but had really interesting results when all was said and done.

Makoto wanted to try that next. Which meant getting extra belts and such as they didn't have any handy without getting them from Rei, who was apparently enjoying them too much to put her toys away.

Ranma didn't understand these games apparently, but had left them with instructions to go ahead and enjoy themselves as long as nobody got hurt.

Hopefully they'd get new clothes soon. She'd tried to wash the slaves-clothes she had and they'd fallen apart in the wash. This left her and Rei and Makoto pretty much confined to the tent for now.

Chained World - SM: Sister Suggestion [Episode 132053]
by Kender

Although Kasumi knew that her family was in some dire straits, she wasn't about to start changing her routines. After all, she had been responsible for her family and her home for a long time, and she'd always been quietly dedicated to both. They might have been in trouble, but she was not going to let them go down in flames. Even if she could do little about the financial matters, she could help with the nurturing and caring that only she could bring. It was her way, and she wasn't about to change it.

Besides, Akane and Nabiki had been working on ways to save their home, and even if they lost the building, much as she'd hate that, they'd always be a family.

Of course, she wasn't about to press them for details as to what they were going to do. They were the ones who'd take care of the family's difficulties, and she'd done her part in keeping their daily costs down. Besides, the poor dears had seemed to be exhausted when they'd come home, and she couldn't bring herself to bother them at the moment.

However, they could come to her.

"Hey sis," Akane said as she came into the kitchen.

"Oh, hello," the elder girl replied, "Are you well rested?"

"Yeah... I don't know what came over me. But I'm feeling much better now."

"I'm glad. You usually don't take a nap during the day..."

"What?"

"You look... different."

"Oh?" the younger girl answered, posing a little. "There's this new shop that Nabiki and I went to that has the most amazing process."

"It does?"

"Most certainly. They do all sorts of stuff to you, and give you a bit of a... boost."

"What sort of 'boost'?"

"The sort that allows one to do things beyond what mortal men are capable of," Nabiki quipped as she came into the room. "But in all seriousness, it's just a little change that lets the one who gets it have something of an... animal in her."

The oldest of the trio blinked at that. "What does that mean?"

"It 'means' that anyone can get a bit of animal powers put into them. And both of us did."

"You did? But wouldn't that be risky?"

"Nah... Well, maybe. But what's done is done, and we seem fine. And..."

"Hmmm?"

"Why don't you get it done too?" the middle sister asked.

"Me?!"

"Well... yeah. Think of it. You could be able to do housework quicker, identify the ingrediants or other things, all without having to work at it. This is a bit new, but so long as we keep it simple, we should be safe."

"You should come try it! We got changes, and I've never felt better. I could pound a thousand Kunos now!" Akane cheered.

"Should I arrange that for you sis?"

"Not a chance."

"Your loss. A lot of people would pay to see that. But still, we're not asking you to try anything Kasumi. We just want you to come with us to check it out."

"Well..."

"Please?" asked the two younger girls.

"Okay... But I'm not promising anything."

"That's fine by us," Nabiki responded.

Akane took her sister by the arm. "We just want to show you what we're talking about."

Kasumi nodded at that, but wondered if she was doing the right thing

Chained World - SM: Different Sort Of Makeup [Episode 132128]
by Kestral

The tournament was fast approaching. Ranma had to study hard to be able to beat some of the opponents he would be facing.

There were some names that were recognizable from the fight circuit. Many were good as far as being able to defeat your average mugger. There were even a few really exceptional fighters, ones that were able to wade through normal fighters without slowing much. A few big names.

Neither Genma nor Ranma expected to win ALL the fights. It would all be one round eliminations, so it was entirely possible to lose a match through bad luck or someone pulling a new technique out of somewhere. If it had been two-of-three, neither factor would be able to play a large part in the outcome.

So Genma was training Ranma hard. Ranma had to be able to defend himself against any number of potential attacks, which could include some fairly ludicrous ones if what he was seeing was any indication.

Two tents down was someone practicing Crepe Style Martial Arts. If that didn't qualify as odd, Genma wasn't sure what did.

Kasumi wasn't sure why she was going through with this. It wasn't as if she needed any of it for her duties to the household.

She vaguely understood something of what was going on. Her sisters had had this done, and she didn't want to feel excluded now, did she? Nabiki had housecat splicing, while Akane had tiger splicing. It was better to be like her sisters, wasn't it? That was why she'd chosen a feline model.

The eldest daughter Tendo tried to relax, for all that there was something bothersome about the whole process.

As it was,

Chained World - SM: Kitty Kasumi [Episode 134637]
by Kender

At the moment, Kasumi could give herself all sorts of excuses, such as the fact that she didn't want to be left out from what her sisters were doing. Plus, the fact that she'd gotten a referral at the same time that they were holding a special for new customers did make the price rather attractive. And she knew that her sisters really wanted her to join them for some reason.

However, she had no idea of why she was getting herself spliced with the caracal traits. The whole idea really wasn't her, and she knew that if she'd had much more of a choice, she'd have avoided it.

It wasn't the worst that she could do. Given the chance, she'd chosen the one that she liked the best out of the cat like ones. After all, it would be the most matching if they were all feline types. However, she also thought it might be nice to mix it up, and her choice would do that for her.

But the major factor was that she thought that the high and pointed ears was rather cute. When she considered the animal, she imagined that sort of feature on a Persian, and giggled. If she had to get a splice, that would do it, and would fulfil the option even as it kept her from going into something larger and more physically imposing.

All of it didn't matter to Otori. Her job was to get as many people to come in for splicings as she could, and this was yet another step towards her goal. With this, she'd get another 'satisfied customer' ready to gush over the 'services' that she'd been given for such a small amount. Not that she'd ever realise that the money was a secondary option, and that the Taint that she'd gain would be the important part.

Instead, she merely smiled and prepared the girl for her splice, ready to send her on the road to becoming another yoma,

Chained World - SM: Stalking Horse [Episode 134668]
by Kestral

The new Katsumi had several qualities from a few varieties of big cat, which she had chosen as additions when she'd taken a sip or two of something to relax her.

She vaguely remembered wanting wings, and maybe a few other details, but all of that was a hazy dream-like memory and she wasn't sure. The splicing wasn't instant and only a few things showed up immediately.

One, she was stronger and more flexible. There were cute little fangs in her mouth, not large enough or sharp enough to be threatening but definitely there. Her ears had moved to the top of her head and were those cute little caracal ears with the long tufts. Her eyes had catlike slits at the pupils but otherwise were her eyes.

That was it, all that she could see as far as her changes.

Naturally she was very enthusiastic about this, particularly as a low backache she'd had this morning had apparently been corrected as part of the splicing process. There was just something about the process that seemed to inspire enthusiasm for it, so much that she would simply have to recommend it.

Ranma finished off the crepe guy with the simple move of wrapping his head in his own explosive crepe.

As threats went, the guy was credible only when the special moves and tools were used, and then only when surprise was possible. Having observed the guy practicing before the 'surprise' assault - Ranma hadn't been taken unawares.

"Yayyy!" said a girl in a cheerleader uniform, jumping up and down.

Usagi had belatedly remembered the disguise pen. Unfortunately for them, neither Rei nor Makoto had one - hence they were still inside the tent.

The person from the Bureau simply stood there for a moment, then politely clapped his hands. "Bravo, Mister Saotome."

"Hmmm?" hmmmed Ranma, not sure what the guy was doing despite the whole impeccably dressed business attire thing the spectator had going for him.

"I'm from the Bureau, you've heard of 'Inspected By Number Twelve'? That's me," said the guy in the suit.

"Whoa," said Ranma, acting fairly impressed. He didn't want to act like he had no idea what the guy was talking about, especially with Usagi's reaction giving him the clue that this guy was famous or something.

The guy in the suit snapped his fingers and two girls stepped forward with bags. "It has come to our attention that there is something untoward going on at the Big Brawl, and we would like to have your assistance in this manner. To that end, we've prepared a little show of our good will towards you."

"CLOTHES!" exclaimed Usagi, on seeing outfits in the bags. Two heads immediately popped out of the tent.

"We're also aware that your slaves have some 'special talents' that they displayed when they assaulted the Center," said Number Twelve, adjusting his sunglasses. "So we are providing them and their free friend with tickets to the event just in case it turns out to be within their area of specialty."

Ranma frowned thoughtfully. "So how much is this 'good will' costing me?"

"Just that if things turn out to become a problem, you and your slaves simply do what you can to assist us in minimizing the problem," said Number Twelve.

"You ain't with the Bureau that works with the slaves, you're from that Other Bureau," guessed Ranma.

"Exactly," said Number Twelve, the faintest hint of a ghost of a smile showing.

"I see," said Ranma, who'd heard rumors of that group for years but this was the first confirmation he'd ever had that it was something other than urban legend. Using others, like him, to draw public attention while they quietly worked behind the scenes sounded right up their alley.

Refusal, realized Ranma, was probably not an option he'd want to explore.

Minako was a little nervous as she entered her home. She was late, she hadn't a ready excuse, and her homework hadn't been done. She snuck up the stairs, glad that nobody was apparently around. If she was lucky she'd be able to get to her room and break out the textbooks and nobody would know she had been at the arcade.

"MMMMPHHHH?!" managed Minako as someone fairly strong grabbed her and put some cloth over her mouth. Everything went dark shortly thereafter.

Chained World - SM: Clothing Choices (LIME) [Episode 136929]
by Kender

Girls liked clothing and the trio at the Saotome campsite were no different. With the chance to pick out new clothing, they were very excited to have the opportunity to pick outfits from a selection of choices. Then there was the added bonus of the fact that they could now wear something that would impress a boy that they rather liked, and there was everything from simple cotton to silk to do that with. And they would be able to not have to worry about clothing for a while.

Besides, it was better than going naked or being stuck in the tent all day.

For his part though, Ranma didn't understand what the point of all the eagerness. It was logical that they'd want something to wear, for even though he could enjoy having them naked in private, the idea of making them do so in public just didn't sit right. Even if he squashed the possessive urge that came up at the thought, he knew that it wasn't fair to them to expect them to forgo clothing.

But he just couldn't see why they seemed to need so much clothing. He'd gotten by with only a few outfits, but he guessed that it was a 'girl thing'. So he merely let them go at it, and let his mind wander in other directions than watching things like Makoto's chest move as she turned to place a piece of clothing on the side, or Rei's bottom when she bent over to dig into a bag.

That was actually something that he was consistently managing until he heard the dreaded words, "Master? What do you think of this?"

Looking up, he blinked at the sight of Rei wearing a rather stylish a tasteful miniskirt, blouse and blazer combo that was even accompanied by a pair of high heels that gave her long legs a rather nice showing. "Ummm... It's real nice... But..."

"What?" Rei asked, clearly confused.

"Ya can't practice or travel in that. It's nice and all... Really nice, but how could ya travel down a mountain path in that get up."

"I wouldn't."

"Huh? Mind explainin' that?"

"Certainly," she said with great dignity, "There will be times when you need to have one of us go and do something official, like pick up papers, or give in applications. So, I thought that it might be good to have at least one outfit that would make you look good."

"How would it make me look better? You, sure. But me?"

"If your slave is professional looking, than people think that since we'd wear what you'd want us too..."

"Ohh... That sounds good."

"I'm glad. Then we have one. And now to see which shorts to pick for the mountains..."

"Phew. Ya had me worried for a sec... But could ya guys concentrate on some clothin' that'd fit more in with what we'd be doin'?"

"How about something like this?" Makoto asked as she stood up.

Normally, gis would be completely safe. Ranma knew gis, had worn them himself, and understood their purpose completely. However, this time, the gi was on a girl and was draped so that one could tell that she was rather busty. Not that she was trying to be overtly sexual, but he could tell that if she leaned down, he'd be able to see down the valley of her cleaveage. Still, it was proper, and he nodded in approval. "That's good. It'd work."

"I figured as much, since we spar a lot. So, when we do, I can wear this."

"Yeah... But ya guys do know that ya don't have ta get my approval."

"We don't have to. We just want to."

"Eh?"

"We just want to see that you like what you'd like to see us in, since your opinion does matter."

"And you're our Owner," the raven haired girl of the trio put in. "You could have been one of those Masters who picked out every piece of clothing that their slave would wear, but you let us pick out what we want. So running it past you is only a simple act to do."

"Oh. So you'd let me pick out what you'd wear?"

Rei raised a brow at her Master. "Would you like to?"

"You'd let me?"

"Hey! You can chose my outfit!" Usagi chirped as she bounced over to him clad in nothing save for a matching lacy bra and panties. "It'd be fun!"

"GAH!"

"Is something wrong?"

"Ya can't just start like..."

"I can't? Oh... I know, maybe you'd like to do the underwear picking too," the blonde said with a blink and nervously began to unfasten her bra.

"USAGI!" yelped the two other slaves and their Master.

"What?"

The rest of them just sighed and hung their heads

Chained World - SM: Night Processing (LIME) [Episode 136966]
by Kestral

The girl was naked and hanging within the framework of the Device.

"It's hard to believe this girl is actually 'Sailor V'," said one of the eunuchs watching the monitors.

"So true," agreed the other eunuch. "Ah, see that?"

The other eunuch nodded as the girl thrashed around on her restraints. He pushed a button on one console. "Doctor? She's just attained the pliant state."

"I'll be right there, I'm just finishing up another," said the voice over the intercom.

The two eunuchs exchanged a glance and shrugged simultaneously. It wasn't like they or this girl were going anywhere.

Finally the doctor showed up and looked over the bucking girl in the harness. "Hmmm. She looks a little overdone actually."

Eunuch A shrugged again. "Shall we start the download?"

"No, first we do the foundation, then we build upon it," said the doctor. "Go ahead and use the Advanced Protocol #4."

Eunuch A quickly toggled the appropriate tapes to play and the thrashing slowly died down. "Downloading."

"Good good," said the doctor, adjusting his glasses. When he'd been new to the profession, the sight of a nubile young girl bucking around in a frankly sexually suggestive manner had been an enormous turn on. Now that he was over fifty and well serviced by his own slaves, it was much less appealing. "As soon as she reaches the end of this programming soak use the virtual reality trainer."

"Which role?" asked Eunuch B, pudgy fingers poised over the disc sets.

The doctor had thought about this, his own work for The Other Bureau giving him some experience in planning such things. "The boy already has a warrior, a psychic, and a leader. Make this one a scout - use the 'kunoichi' files."

Eunuch B chose the files. While it wouldn't make the girl a credible 'shadow warrior' of itself, introduced at this point it would provide a framework. Later training would connect to that framework and the girl would seem to pick things up quite quickly at that point.

The Other Bureau had found the security recordings of the raid on the Slave Bureau's compound most interesting. While the slave Usagi hadn't undergone much training to begin with, they'd put in a few surprises and manipulated things from behind the scenes. The three girls had undergone additional deep programming and adjusting, and they had been observed. Now that they were employed by this Saotome boy, it had been discussed and it was felt that having all of these sailor-suited figures under this Ranma meant that their fighting skills might be increased.

More interesting to someone in the higher echelons was the possibility of breeding this group. Perhaps turn out a large number of these magical girls in order to protect the next generation.

That was for later though. Right now there was the task at hand.

His name was Reiji, and he was a plump short eunuch. A convict-slave who'd been part of a group of people who'd tried a get-rich-quick scheme that had involved embezzling a 'starting fund' and might have gleaned them enough money inside a week to take over some tropical island and set themselves up for life.

Instead he'd been caught with the others and he'd seen the career choices available for him. Throwing himself on the mercy of the court, such as it was, he'd gone for the eunuch manservant option because it was a relatively easy life and he could easily find himself in an elegant mansion. Not nearly as good as owning it himself, but as long as he kept himself indispensible or nearly so - he'd be able to make a niche for himself and enjoy at least some aspects of a good life.

Reiji was not a stupid individual, but not the strongest willed nor the most ambitious. His partners in crime had mostly gone off to lives of hard labor where they toiled in mineshafts in Thailand or other areas. Two had been found sufficiently 'socially aberrant' that even that sort of hard life was denied them. What had happened to those two, Reiji had never discovered and he was understandably reluctant to press the matter and potentially share that fate.

He had been purchased by a 'Mister Zoicite' and he'd found himself the 'tout' (an old term to indicate a sort of seneschal or all-purpose flunky) of a Dark General of a Dark Kingdom planning to conquer the world.

He wasn't too keen on the success of that plan, but what was a tout to do but serve his master faithfully and perhaps influence a few decisions on the way?

Reiji was a dedicated worker. Unlike his masters, he tried to plan and figure out angles and strategies. He spent a lot of time studying, and hoped to have a certification in Management to add to the Accounting and Household Maintenance ones he already possessed. "Master, if this one might ask a question?"

"Yes, Reiji?"

"What happens after you have destroyed the world? Wouldn't that also include yourself?"

Zoicite stopped and thought about that. It did seem logical, but there was something that caused his thoughts to skitter away from that subject. "Why can't I focus on that idea?"

"Perhaps you have been conditioned not to? There are tales of such techniques practiced by mamluk," said Reiji.

Zoicite frowned. Clearly this would have to be considered. It would also explain Jadeite's bungling. The idiot had not always been so incompetent.

Clothes had been provided. There was one business style set of clothing, for when their Master decided they needed to carry out certain duties of an official nature. There was one set of "harem wear" - the traditional clothing from slippers to hair band that spoke of the ancient Middle Eastern stereotypical clothing. There was a maid uniform. There was a swimsuit, and a leotard, and a school uniform. There were also collars and restraints, there were martial arts gi and there were hiking clothes.

One set in red, one set in green, one set in white, one set in orange.

There were shoes and things and underwear, all set to go with each outfit.

"This... means something," said Rei as she picked up the orange embroidered gi.

"What's with this?" asked Makoto as she seperated out an additional set of clothes.

Rei examined her own set.

Chained World - SM: Set Into Things [Episode 139727]
by Kender

Rei examined her own set. "It looks like we're each getting our own outfits."

"That's true. Other than being something to wear, they don't look to be the same," Makoto agreed.

"Maybe they're trying to give us at least some individuality..."

"I'm not quite sure what they are planning."

"Why is that?"

The tall girl held up part of the outfit that she had been given. It was vaguely uniform like and very close fitting, with spots at the shoulders for what could have been patches. Both the boots and gloves that came with it were reinforced, and a collapsible stave was included.

"Looks nearly... mamluk..."

"It's an outfit for fighting in, that's for certain."

"That's weird..." Usagi commented idly.

"Why's that? I am a fighter."

"Yeah, but they didn't give us all the same."

"We already know that," Rei drawled.

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?"

"That they decided that we're not all going to be focusing on fighting," the blonde commented, and showed them an outfit that looked rather... official. In fact, from the way it was designed, it seemed to almost... royal, or something for the nobility at least.

"Okay..."

"What about you?"

"Me?"

"Your outfit?"

"Oh." Rei spread out the clothing in question, letting her friends see how close it was to her old miko robes. But it was like someone had managed to make them into street clothes, and had given her little spaces to hold things.

"That's amazing..."

"And kind of scary."

"Why's that?"

"I don't mind Master telling us what to do. He's nice about it, and doesn't seem to want to push for strange things. But this...?"

Makoto kept her eyes on the papers, the right size to make wards, that her raven haired friend had in her hand. "You might be right."

"I guess that they're trying to help us find roles."

"Maybe I should be waiting for a chef's hat next."

"They might not go that far, but then again, they seem to have no problem with that part."

The blonde frowned thoughtfully. "Is that a problem?"

"What are you talking about?"

"We are slaves, so we don't have any control anyway. This just gives us a role that we can figure out, instead of worrying too much."

"She's sounding sensible... eep..."

"Rei-chan!"

"Don't worry," Makoto commented with a wry grin. "She's just teasing you."

"Ohh..."

"But we really should pack this stuff up. Don't want to let it get ruined, and the more time we take on it, the more we can relax as we do it."

Ami lay back on her bed and tried to get some sleep, but all she could manage was to stare at the ceiling. Her mind was so filled with thoughts about the sudden changes in her life that she was having trouble doing much else. With things moving from what they had safely been before, she just wasn't sure on how to take it.

After all, she, of all girls, was supposed to marry a handsome and friendly hunk who she'd just met. She was going to be Mrs. Saotome, and once the wedding was over, she'd be sharing her bed with him. Maybe she'd even find the delights of the flesh before then, so long as she took the proper precautions. Not that it would be a chore by any means of conclusion that she could come up with.

But not only did she have the knowledge that all too soon, those well muscled arms would be holding her soft body, but that she would be the Mistress of her friends. That would mean that she could prevent them getting someone nasty as a Mistress, on the one hand, and could have them do what she wanted on the other. Yet, for all the agitation she was getting from this, there was one sure thing.

She did not want to refuse to marry Ranma Saotome at all.

As he sat in front of the tent that he shared with his son and the boy's slaves, Genma Saotome found himself considering how different this situation was in comparison to what he'd originally expected. He'd been sure that only one had shown herself to be useful, and that the second had been a definite possibility. Still, he'd worried over how much trouble they'd have to deal with having three slaves for his boy.

However, all his worries had been unfounded. The girls had proven to have their uses, and had taken away the drudgery of working the camp. Just the tall one gave him meals of the sort that he hadn't had in a long time. The other two were proving to be more useful than he'd thought, and had even helped his retirement. Because of him, he'd been able to find a girl for his son to marry, thereby securing his retirement. That, in and of itself, would have been enough to be pleased, but the girl's mother was a respected doctor with a thriving practice, and the daughter was showing every sign of going into the same field. Then there was the fact that the boy and his slaves had been recruited by a government agency, giving them chances to get into good fights, a ready supply line, and certain special honors.

There was just no way that he was about to get rid of any of the slaves now... especially since officials capable of making his life very hard wanted them there with the boy.

Not that he minded, as it seemed be working out alright, and he was smiling as he saw the sun rise,

Chained World - SM: With Love [Episode 139745]
by Kestral

"Minako-chan?!" exclaimed Usagi as the girl was brought into camp.

"She WANTED this?" exclaimed Ranma, some sarcastic voice in his mind asking when he was actually going to get any sleep.

"As near as we can tell, yes," said the Slave Bureau eunuch. He was shaved and somewhat pudgy, with a single gold earring bearing a slave-id, giving him an odd sort of "middle aged Mister Clean" look. "She was deliberately bad in order to be punished."

"I don't know about 'deliberate'," mumbled Rei in the background.

"In any case, Mister Saotome, if we can move onto other matters?" asked the eunuch as the sleeping Minako was set into the tent by two other Bureau members.

"I got four girls and a fiancee?" asked Ranma, whose experience with the opposite sex (other than fights) had been near zero prior to this little trip.

"Yes," said the eunuch, consulting his ledger. "You're planning on opening a dojo?"

"Yes, he is," answered Genma.

"Excellent," said the eunuch. "As you know - it is traditional for the dojo master to keep a slave for the specific purpose of training other slaves. There are people who object to free persons interacting significantly with their slaves but want their slaves to have some self-defense training."

"Yes, that's so," said Genma, again cutting Ranma off. "Some slaves find it easier to relate and take instruction from a fellow slave as well."

"Exactly," said the eunuch.

"Four girls?" repeated Ranma.

"So," began Genma speculatively. "With these four we could diversify a bit. Usagi would make a good greeter and could entertain and put guests at ease. Makoto could instruct servants in self defense and protection of their master for those who wanted their slaves to have such skills."

"I see where you're going with this, and I concur," said the eunuch. "Always best to have the primary duties clear cut and your business plan ready. For one thing, the more detailed your business plan - the easier it is to sell potential investors in your business."

"That's true," admitted Genma. He'd rather figure things out as he went, but bankers and the like seemed to like things a bit more organized.

"Might I suggest your miko learn a bit more about fighting, though a side business selling charms and wards and the like would certainly boost your potential for profits," prompted the eunuch.

"Very true, and as a miko she would automatically be a good candidate to officiate matches and perform ceremonies and the like," realized Genma. Damn, getting these girls was proving to be the best idea he'd had in a long time.

"What about Minako?" asked Usagi, trying to follow the conversation.

"four girls?" muttered Ranma.

"Five, you forgot Ami," helpfully pointed out Rei.

"She can always do an exercise class," pointed out the eunuch. "I hear dance aerobics is a popular choice and something the young lady has some talent in."

"five girls?" asked Ranma of no one in particular, his eyes staring off into the distance.

"In any case," said the eunuch, "what I wanted to bring up was the possibility of additional classes for the young master's slaves. Business management, perhaps some basic classes in repair and upkeeping skills for work around your dojo. Freeing the young master's time to do the things in keeping with his station."

"Well," hedged Genma, "we really don't have a lot of money for such things."

"Something to consider for the future then," agreed the eunuch.

Kunzite checked with Otori and was pleased at the initial results.

Many of those had taken the plunge and gone for minor alterations. All it would take was the trigger and a new weapon would be unleashed on an unsuspecting world.

Chained World - SM: Logical Flaws [Episode 143121]
by Kender

What Kunzite didn't realize was that there was a big problem with the enslavement code. It wasn't exactly a mistake, but it was a problem in logic that would not work out to his advantage if things went wrong. As it was, the plan was simple enough. Once the time was right, they'd be able to activate the trigger that would transform the poor fools into weapons for the Dark Kingdom to use as they might like. They'd become mindless beasts for a while, until their wills were bound and control of them was taken by a general.

That was the mistake.

Instead of having an automatic switch that would make them immediately dedicated to his group, one of them would have to be there to bring them in. Until then, the resulting creatures would be essentially free agents. Their forms would be based on what they'd spliced into themselves, and such would affect their actions. They'd simply act until someone enslaved them, and anyone could do it. All that person would have to do would be to find a way to do it before the attempt of Kunzite or someone else from the Dark Kingdom, which could be done, given the manner of transformation that these poor souls would go through.

Of course, being the sort of villain he was, he'd been dismissive of failure, and hadn't considered the fact that he might not be there, or be able to enslave the soon-to-be yoma. Then again, he hadn't figured that someone else might be able to do it either.

That might not be much of a chance, but it was a chance.

So, as a result, he smiled at the discovery that there were going to be plenty of other future minions of the Dark Kingdom,

Chained World - SM: With Love (LIME) [Episode 143153]
by Kestral

"Oooooh," groaned Minako, a long set of bizarre erotic dreams fading.

She had been on an assembly line at some sort of cake making factory, and she been tossed onto it by mechanical arms. She'd been stirred and beaten, poured from one container to another, twisted around by taffy twisting arms, poured into a pan, baked, decorated with frosting and little slices of fruit, and sold.

Minako groaned again. Usagi was in this dream?

"Master's busy with his training. Mina-chan's asleep. So... what to do?"

"What did that guy mean by 'experimental enhancement' anyway?"

"Check out these."

Minako groaned with more feeling as she felt someone caress and heft her breasts.

"Whoa, she liked that. The guy from the Bureau said that Minako-chan was one of their test cases for some sort of slave enhancement process that just came on the market. Supposed to make her more agile and sensitive. They're trying to evaluate what the longterm effects are and if it's legal."

"You think if I got it, I'd get 'enhanced'?"

"That Bureau guy will be back later, if they're really wanting to check this process out we could volunteer for it. I think we could get Master's permission without much problem."

"Something to think about."

Minako squirmed slightly in her sleep. Imagining them surrounding her while she slept here in her room. Usagi and Makoto and Rei, dressed in next to nothing as they moved closer.

"Let's do her makeup! That way she'll be all ready for Master when he's done with training."

"It's not like we've got a lot else to do," agreed Rei's voice.

This latest dream seemed to turn erotic once again as she floated in that dark warmth.

"You're going to do her nails, Rei?"

"Might as well. You do her feet, Usagi."

"Guess that leaves me her face."

"Then we'll finish up with her hair?"

"No, then if she's still asleep we can try the accessories. Maybe the right outfit."

"If nothing else this can be practice for Ami-chan when she's our mistress."

"Hey, good idea! I'm so shocked."

"Rei, you meanie!"

There was brief playful laughter and then the touching began. Soft feminine touches that left trails of fire and her floating in a rapidly deepening erotic state.

"She must be enjoying her dream, take a look."

Minako shuddered and groaned as a touch trailed along the surface of her mound, tickling in a maddening fashion.

"This 'enhancement' process looks as though it's fairly enjoyable," said Rei's voice from somewhere in the fog.

Helplessly drifting, Minako felt the fog lightening further and further, the sensations ready to drive her mad in the meantime.

"Hey, maybe Master will be ready for some lunch soon?"

"Oh, I'll have to get something ready."

"No, no, Mako-chan. I meant Minako-chan here. Though maybe some food would be good too."

Chained World - SM: Tasty 'Treat' (LIME) [Episode 145603]
by Kender

"Oh," Makoto said with a blush and a small little smile. "Well, I can handle the cooking. I don't think that Master would expect anything really complicated."

"But you always make such good stuff!" Usagi chirped.

"Why thank you."

"So... What do we do first?"

Rei shrugged. "Whatever we can do. First would be nails and make up, I'd think. Remember, we've only got a little time before Master returns."

"True. And nail polish takes time to dry."

"And if we get her to be at least having some make up..."

"Minako'll be presented to Master looking really nice!" the conscious blonde said, clapping her hands in delight.

"And maybe he'll like it so much that she'd get a wonderful 'wake up call'?"

"Uh-huh!"

Both of the other girls giggled, and Makoto put her hands palms up. "So, what are we waiting for?"

"Nothing," the raven haired member of the group replied. "Let's get to work... And that does mean that you can't sit there zoning out, Usagi."

"I am not!" Usagi retorted.

"Then what would you call it? Hmm?"

"I was just wondering if we should put some stockings or hose on her."

"Didn't we agree that the clothing would come later?"

"Yeah, but if we do her toes, then we'll have to worry about letting them dry. If we leave any sort of stockings off, they'll have more time, won't they?"

"Amazing. A sensible idea coming from you."

"Yeah, I..." the reincarnated princess began before the words sunk in. "Rei!"

"Heh."

Soun wasn't quite certain what was going on with his daughters, but he was happy to see that things were looking up. After giving them the bad news about their situation, he'd been afraid that they'd be broken by the news. Sure, Akane's planned participation in the tournament was something that he knew could blow up mightily in their faces. But she had that winning spirit, and was certain that she'd win.

Of course, losing might mean becoming the property of some boy named Kuno, or some other boys who apparently wanted her, but he hoped that it would not come to that. Besides, if they failed, at least one of his girls would be possibly sold to the Chardin family, and he wanted to avoid that at all costs. However, they all seemed happy, and healthier than they'd been the day before. His only wish was that his dear wife could be there for them in their moment of need.

Though, he did wonder for a moment about what seemed 'off' about them, but put it down to the fact that they were growing up, and in possible trouble. Who wouldn't be a little off kilter in that sort of situation.

It just didn't seem to be something to be worrying about at the moment, so he turned his attention back to the newspaper, and tried to see what was happening in the world.

For many people, the work of training in the Art was a hard thing to keep up, but not for Ranma. To him, it was the base for his life, and a part of his being. Growing up, the Art was his steady partner, and no matter the disappointments or trouble that his father and life brought to him, he always had the Art to fall back upon. The Art didn't change, didn't have any secrets that he couldn't learn, and wasn't going to leave him. It was his constant companion, comforter, and source of pride.

However, it also left him hot, sweaty, and hungry.

So, as he walked over to the tent, he smiled at the smell of cooking food on the campfire, and pressed a hand to his belly as it growled. "Seems like ya got somethin' good for lunch."

"Can't let you go hungry, now can I, Master?" Makoto asked with a happy look of her own.

"That's a good thing in my book."

"Mine too."

"This is kinda neat though."

"Oh?"

"Well," he said, rubbing the back of his head, "I ain't ever had much ta do with girls before. But now, I'm seein' that it ain't so bad."

"I'm glad you think so."

"Me too. But ya know what? I think that'd it'd be fine ta travel with ya even if ya weren't my slave."

"Oh, Master..." she replied, with an expression so happy it looked like she might cry.

"Ummm... Yeah. So... D'we get ta eat, or what?"

"Ah... no. I still have to let it cook for a bit."

"Aw, man. I guess this'd happen. But I was gettin' used ta have meals ready on time..."

"I'm sorry! It's just that I was helping prepare a special treat for you."

"Ya were? Where is it?"

"In the tent. Why don't you go in and see what we've set up for you."

"Uh... okay," he murmured, and walked over to put his head into the tent. That was when he saw Rei and Usagi sitting on either side of a stirring Minako, who was dressed in a lacy orange pair of panties and bra that managed to look rather alluring on the shapely frame. Her long legs rubbed up against each other, and she unconsciously shook her bosom at him. "What's this?"

"Your 'treat', Master," Rei told him. "We figured that it'd be best to give you a chance to be with her, and to let her be greeted in a... good way."

"Ya did."

"Yup! And now, the two of you can have some time together!" Usagi put in, as she drew him in at the same time that her raven haired friend lifted the prone blonde.

"Ya want me ta..."

"She'd be willing, I'm sure. She's your slave now, right. Besides, she seems to be really wanting... you know... and I know you Master. You wouldn't force her into anything that was bad, or that she didn't want."

"That's true..."

"Good! We understand each other. I know that you'll take good care of her."

Ranma was so surprised when the half awake girl was put into his arms, that he didn't really say anything.

But Minako was awake enough to do so for him. "What's going on?"

"We're making it so that you can have a private greeting with Master, Mina-chan," Usagi answered.

"You are?"

"We are."

"Oooh... If it's what I think you mean..." Minako breathed, and pressed her lips to their Master's in a deep kiss. "I think that I'll like it. Really like it."

"Well then, we'll leave you to him."

"Have fun," Rei said with a little wave as she followed Usagi out.

That left Ranma with his arms full of the amorous blonde, who was even now rubbing her bra clad breasts against his chest,

Chained World - SM: Trial & Error [Episode 145637]
by Kestral

Nabiki felt the power of the genemod coursing through her and wondered how she could have done without it.

Akane had gotten Tiger. She had gone for Housecat. She and Akane had convinced Kasumi to go with Caracal.

There were few changes visible on the outside. A slight point to the ears. A slight hint of fangs. Nails that seemed to be coming in thicker. Nabiki was cataloguing the other changes. More flexible - yoga poses she could barely do before were easy now. Strength was up too. She'd have to get new hand grips, these were too easy now. Her hearing was better and she felt healthier and more energetic than ever.

She enjoyed sneaking, but now it was like it was so much MORE. She could feel senses extending, the way the impact of her feet on surfaces was quietly absorbed so that her passing was silent.

Kasumi was napping, unusual for her elder sister, but she looked so comfortable in that sunbeam that Nabiki was tempted to join her.

Kasumi's ears were on top of her head, looking like some anime catgirl. Nabiki was glad she didn't go that far, it would probably turn out to be against school dress code.

Akane was working out in the dojo, and judging from the way the expression of joy in her face as she pressed a barbell that was almost bowed by the weights - she was feeling the improved strength they had promised at that shop.

For the first time, Nabiki thought her sister might just have a chance at this.

Kunzite stood ready, not realizing there was a problem with the enslavement codes. Everything was going perfectly as far as he was concerned, and he was micromanaging another plan he had going in Akihabara.

Nephrite was discovering that Reiji was correct, and he had some sort of mind control in effect on him that was preventing him from considering the long term ramifications of plans. What he was now devoting a fair amount of time and energy to was finding a way of breaking through that without doing so obviously.

Meanwhile, Jedite was a blonde bimbo who dreamed dreams of revenge against those other Generals who had consigned the formerly male Dark General to this role.

Chained World - SM: Riding Love (LEMON) [Episode 177367]
by Kender

By what Ranma could tell, things were not going to be all that quiet for the next few minutes, as he'd been left with a squirming blonde who was rather horny at the moment, if what she was doing was any indication. She seemed to be rather enjoying discovering all the ways that she could rub up against him as she kissed him long and hard enough to almost suffocate him. In fact, this was the sort of situation that his old classmates from junior high would have been fantasizing over, as they would have loved to have a pretty girl desiring to get hot and heavy with them, slave or no slave. Of course, they wouldn't have had much knowledge about how to handle it, and would likely be overwhelmed by the female in question.

But, having already had some 'relations' with women, was able to keep himself from getting drowned in the waves of passion that she was giving off. This was a bit much for a guy who hadn't been all that experienced with just dealing with girls, and even having previously been with her friends, he was having a hard time dealing with a girl who apparently had never heard of the word 'restraint'.

That was why, when he was finally able to get free of her mouth, and its deeply seeking tongue, he had to take a deep gasp just to fill his lungs again.

"GAH!" he choked out. "Come on..."

As Minako had never been one to hold back and what little control she had naturally was gone, she licked her lips and gazed at him from under hooded eyes. "You want me to do more? Fine by me..."

"Ack!"

"Don't worry. Your little Mina-chan will make you feel real good."

"I'm sure that you'll do..."

"Really?!" she chirped, making him almost forget that she was also in a daze.

Then again, the fact that she had the fingers of one hand hooked over the waistband of his pants didn't exactly miss his notice either. "Wha... WHAT ARE YA DOIN'?!"

"It's not obvious? I'm letting you get all nice and comfortable. Except for this part. It's all stiff and hard. But don't worry. Your Mina will make you all nice and happy..."

"You're just..."

"Going to do everything, and give you everything that I have. Just please don't think that I've lost my maiden's softness. It's only that it's only yours..."

"I don't think that I can doubt that..." he grunted as he felt another 'softness' of hers press into him... and then gave off a little choke as she used her fingertips to twiddle with his manhood like it was one of those 'drinking bird' toys. It didn't really hurt that much, but it was rather disturbing, given how she wasn't exactly aware of what she was doing. He couldn't blame her, as it was obvious that, other than the fact that she truly wanted him, she had no idea about what she was doing. All she had was enthusiasm, and a whole lot of clumsiness.

Still, that was more than enough to simply get a guy excited'. Having a willing girl rub her lower lips against his thigh was rather... invigorating. Should he let things continue, it was clear that he'd be ridden like a 'horse', with about as much as said animal would have in the manner of though put into it. He'd be beaten down until he had no choice, and even now, he could not avoid the haze of need coming over his senses as her hands stroked over his chest, demanding to hold onto his flesh.

Upon feeling her hand reach down to grab too tightly onto his shaft, he realized that he could not let her do that. It was all a bit too much, and he needed to take a hand in the matter. So, he literally did that.

Reaching over, he grasped both of her wrists in one of his hands, and yanked her off of him so that she was laying on her back. In that same motion, he went to lean over her, and made it certain that she could not really move out of his hold. "I can't let ya do things like that."

"But... You don't want me?" she whispered, tears sliding from glistening eyes.

"Didn't say that."

"Huh?"

"You're too rough, ya know that. Ya gotta play nice."

"What? How?"

"Somethin' like... this?" he murmured, leaning in to press a teasing kiss at her mouth. Using his teeth, he nipped and teased her soft lower lip, making her gasp in the process. He almost pulled back in surprise, as he hadn't been all too sure that would work, but what counted were the results."

"Master... That's it..."

"Nah. There's more."

"Like what?"

He didn't respond with words, as he instead chose to lower his free hand to cup one of her breasts. Hefting the firm mound he pressed and rubbed her stiff nipple with his thumb, drawing whimpers of pleasures from her. Then came the additional bonus of having his mouth come down upon the matching stiff nub, making her squirm and wriggle with the sensations that ran riot through her body.

"Oh... oh... oh my..."

"It gets better..."

"'Better'?" the blonde gasped... as his hand reached between her thighs to caress her most intimate spot. Her entire body bucked against those questing fingers, not to try to get away from it, but to push them home.

Not that he was allowing that, as he merely went with gentle touches, and teasingly stroked her so that she could only get shooting gasps of pleasure racing into her mind. But that was only to learn what she liked, as when he found the hard nub there, he knew how to use it to make her feel so good that she could only go stiff with the force of it.

Trembling with need, she gazed up at him with a desperate question in her eyes. "Please?"

"I can't..."

"Wha..."

"Only if you don't force anythin'..."

The nod that she gave him was ragged and quick, but it was all that he needed. Denying her hadn't been part of the plan, but then he hadn't actually expected her to answer him. As far as he was concerned, her reaction was as an acceptance, which he had no problem with. There were other things on his mind, as he simply hadn't avoided his own needs and reactions to his fondling of her body.

Sitting up, he pulled her to straddle his lap, and speared her womanhood upon his shaft. Sinking into her warm tightness felt wonderful, and she tossed her head back with a cry of pleasure as he slid into her. Putting one arm around her waist, he cupped her smooth bottom, and used it to brace her as they began what he knew, and wanted, to be hot and heavy. Using his hold on her, he began to pump her up and down on his manhood, which was an activity that she willingly enjoyed and aided in.

Helping him was her only choice as she bounced upon that hard spear, and she couldn't keep quiet as she did so. Gasps, yells, and whimpers were all slipping from her throat as she abandoned herself to the pleasure that he was giving her. It wasn't the romantic sort of coupling that a storyteller might bring, but that didn't matter to her. She simply felt too good to care about such things any more, and she was getting all sorts of joy from what they were doing.

To tell the truth, she'd long abandoned any sort of grip on reality at that moment, as she was lost to the desires that had been simmering for so long. They were boiling over now, and only his hold on her was actually keeping her in the position that she wanted to be in. As a result, she couldn't help but enjoy the way that he was using her body for his, and her, pleasure, and one small part of her mind had an instant of admitting that being a slave was going to be very good for her.

It was that sort of complete acceptance of what was going on with her that allowed her to simply go with the coming storm. Jolt after jolt of need came over her, and as she reached the heights that their passion gave her, she went over it gladly. With a guttural cry, she stiffened in what had become his embrace, and had a release that robbed her of her senses and what strength that she had left.

All that she could do was slump against him, and smile slightly as she felt him come within her, as she fell into an exhausted, yet happy, slumber.

For a moment, he wondered if she was going to try another attempt to push things further. However, he soon saw how she was sleeping, her breath even and her sweat slicked body relaxed, and so he smiled kindly at her. Sliding her down to his bedroll, he laid her down, and gently disengaged her hands where they were clutching at him. She certainly needed her rest, which meant that he could leave her to sleep and recover.

And it also allowed him to sit back and get his own breath back. After all, she hadn't exactly been a 'shrinking violet', and his own reaction to their coupling had been intense.

Normally Ami was the most calm and collected of girls, and wasn't someone who tended to be very vulgar about anything. She understood decorum, and didn't exactly fall over herself to shock anyone. That wasn't to say that she didn't have desires, but she was a very dutiful girl.

Unfortunately for her, she was also studying biology, which meant that she had to also pay attention to the reproductive systems. Those got her thinking about how her fiance was currently sleeping with some of her friends, with acceptable reasons, of course. However, that also reminded her that he would eventually have to make love to her. She'd have to bear his children, which she found to be not that much of a sacrifice. 'Making' those children would be something that she was certain that she would enjoy...

Realizing the direction that her thoughts were going in, she slapped her hands onto her now flaming cheeks as she tried to regain control of herself.

Yet, she did have to wonder about what sort of 'techniques' he'd have to use on her when the time would come.

Thinking about that had her crossing her legs, and she refused to think about the fact that her friends' sexual activities would be her concern as well.

Having seen their Master coming out of the tent, Usagi had been rather happy. She knew that there had been all sorts of odd noises from that tent, and now that they had stopped, she could see that there had been nothing that had gone wrong with him. But she had been curious about her friend, so she crept in as he plopped down next to the open flap, and stared at what she saw.

"WAAHHH! Minako-chan's dead!" the girl with the odd hairstyle screeched as she poked the other blonde in the shoulder.

Rei looked in and snorted. "No, she's still breathing, she's just unconscious and has a really concerning smile on her face."

"Hey, Ranma Saotome DON'T lose," their master commented idly.

"Obviously not," Makoto agreed as she glanced in.

Oblivious to the observations, Minako slept on, her secretive, though pleased, smile curving her lips,

Chained World - SM: Sparring [Episode 177666]
by Kestral

"HAH!" said someone in a gi, striding towards the camp. "I see you've got hot tea. If you don't mind I'll -" a sword was drawn from inside a sleeve and brandished. "I will crush the competition BEFORE the start of the tournament."

Ranma suppressed a yawn. "Yeah right. Ain't that cheating?"

"The Heavens themselves support my decision to utilize my sister's strategies! Take THIS!" said the sword wielder, thrusting.

Ranma batted the thrust away and palm-striked the attacker in the nose. "I'm tired. GO AWAY."

Makoto blinked as she realized that Ranma, having just had some very enthusiastic sex (nobody in the campsite had been IN the tent, but Minako had been very vocal) was actually performing at higher speeds and striking harder. As if the fact that he was tired was forcing him to perform at some higher efficiency.

The boy in the kendo gear realized he was flat on his back and sprang upright again. "The Blue Thunder of Furinkan High FIGHTS ON!"

SHOVE SHOVE SHOVE SHOVE "Ahhhh, put a sock in it."

"MRFFF?!" said the Blue Thunder, his cheeks distended by several pairs of socks.

Ranma yawned and stretched while the Blue Thunder removed several pairs of socks from his mouth.

"Well, at least those weren't washed yet," offered Usagi.

Gag, hack, wheeze, gasp managed the Blue Thunder when he'd finally gotten the last one out. "I shall - I shall not allow - never -"

"I don't CARE what you won't allow," said a seriously annoyed Ranma. He wanted to sit down and have a nice cup of hot tea and rest a bit from his workout. Someone had decided to attack him though and keep him from having a nice quiet moment that he had freaking EARNED.

"Akane will be mine!" said the Blue Thunder, raising his sword so that it gleamed in the light. "I have deciphered her devotion and reason for entering the tournament and cannot allow crass commoners such as yourself to despoil her! So swears Tatewaki Kuno, the Blue Thunder."

crackle- BOOM!

"Nice shot, Mako-chan," said Usagi approvingly as lightning came out of the sky to strike the raised sword. Incidently crisping the guy with the sword.

"Uh, right," said Makoto, wondering how she'd done that without transforming.

"Verily," said Kuno, "she doth rival -"

Usagi took a few seconds to wave her hand in front of the boy's eyes. "He's out of it."

"Hey, this is a magic sword," said Rei, prying it out of stiff fingers.

"How can ya," began Ranma, wondering also if Makoto could show him that trick with the lightning when he got some sleep, but stopping when Rei passed him the grip and he felt something like a heartbeat, "oh." He quickly handed it back.

Chained World - SM: Unwanted Goods [Episode 183365]
by Kender

Rei wasn't quite sure just why she disliked the guy so much. Sure, he'd gone and attacked her Master, which would have given her plenty of personal reason to disapprove of his continued good health, and he did have the air of someone who was more confident than was good for a workable state of mind. But for some reason, she really found that even if she could see that he normally would have been considered 'attractive', she couldn't consider his presence to be anything more than an unpleasant experience. To tell the truth, her disgust with him was like her 'disapproval' of politicians, though in the latter case, she could explain where that would come from, if she wanted to. However, her reaction to this boy bordered on instinct, and so was something that just happened.

Since she was not about to fight it, she felt fully comfortable with yanking on the rope that she was tying him up with as she stomped down onto his chest with one foot to keep him in place.

"Looks like Rei's happy with her idea," Makoto murmured.

The shrine priestess-turned-slavegirl glanced up and smirked. "Damned straight. Have to keep idiots like this one from doing something more stupid than they already have."

"Guess that works. Of course..."

"What?"

"Don't get carried away..." the green eyed girl reminded her fellow slave. "We have to be careful."

"With this guy?"

"If we want him to not get up again... yes. Remember, he might be able to slip out or break bonds that aren't quite right."

"Ahhh... I see what you mean. I'll have to make sure that he's tied up as good as I can get him," Rei allowed.

Couching down next to the prone and still somewhat crispy form of Kuno, Usagi frowned slightly. "I just wish that I could do something different..."

"You don't want him punished?"

"Oh, no. He's done some bad things, and that means that he's got to pay for them. But..."

"What?"

"I kind of feel guilty for leaving all this to you guys..."

"She wants to punish someone like this? Kind of scary, considering how she is..." the raven haired slave whispered under her breath.

"What was that?"

"Nothing..."

"Ah... Okay. I'm not sure... Hey! I know!"

"What?" Ranma asked, blinking as the blonde slipped over to the packs. "What do you 'know'?"

"Something that we should do to him."

"You do?"

"Uh-huh!"

He blinked and turned to watch her move, but other than the sight of her bending over giving him a nice view of her behind, he got nothing out of it. "What is your plan?"

"This!" Usagi chirped, and held up a white cylinder with black on either end.

"And what are you going to do with that?" Makoto asked, tilting her head slightly in confusion.

"I'm going to write!"

"What? A note?"

"Sort of..."

Her answer got a frown of confusion from Rei. "And this helps us... how?"

"Simple. I'm not writing on paper."

"Then what are you going to use it on?"

"Him," the blonde slave told them, and got into her previous position next to the boy who'd been bothering her Master. Uncapping the marker, she slowly began to doodle on the boy's face, going to the length of actually drawing in a 'black eye' for the attacker.

"Then, what are we going to do with him next?"

Makoto gave a small shrug. "Getting him out of the area, and away from us seems like a good idea."

"But where can we send him?"

"I know. Let's send him to Botswana!" Usagi called out, holding momentarily as she wrote 'creepy' on the kendoist's face.

"And you know of this place, because..."

"They mentioned it in school once. It kind of stuck with me ever since then."

"Wow. I wouldn't have thought that you'd remember that..."

"HEY!"

"Relax. I'm not sure that I would have remembered that country's name," Rei admitted.

"There is just one problem though," the tallest of the slaves put in.

"Yeah. Money. Or the lack of it. Sending something like this lump would take some cash that we don't have."

"Let us assist you in that," commented a voice, making all the conscious people jump a bit.

Ranma's group turned to face a pair of individuals who looked like they were trying their damnedest to be twins. Both had short, dark hair, and lithe builds that clearly were not the result of relaxed lives. They were even dressed identically, with nearly the same suits and sunglasses on them.

Only the fact that one was actually an attractive woman shifted things, as even her suit could not hid the fact that she had a figure that Rei might have in five to ten years, with enough exercise.

"Who the heck are ya?" Ranma asked, flicking his gaze between the two darkly dressed individuals, looking for some sort of sign of danger from them.

The man regarded him levelly. "I am Shimoda."

"And what about you," Rei asked the suit wearing woman.

"My name is Shimoda," came the woman's answer in the same monotone that her partner had used.

That had Usagi's face scrunching up with confusion. "Isn't that... a problem?"

"Putting it mildly..." her black haired fellow slave agreed.

"There is no need for any bewilderment," the female Shimoda told them. "I am Agent Shimoda, and he is Special Agent Shimoda."

"You don't say..."

"We do," the male Shimoda confirmed.

The pigtailed boy growled with annoyance, but held his peace for the moment. "Mind tellin' us why you're here."

"Because of him."

"And he is..."

"Tatewaki Kuno, age seventeen."

"The self proclaimed 'Blue Thunder of Furinkan High'," the woman finished.

"This guy is why you've come," Rei asked, nudging the bound and limp form on the ground with her toe.

"That is the case."

"He has been known to harass individuals for no other reason than some delusion induced observation of a 'slight'," Shimoda, the male one, added.

"According to our information, he has even gone to the length of inciting a mob to attack a girl that he likes."

"One that he likes?" Makoto parroted, her eyes and jaw opened wide.

"Apparently he thinks that she will only be defeated by someone that she is 'destined for', meaning him."

"His code of conduct is based on what makes him look good in his own mind," Special Agent Shimoda commented.

"As a result, he could not allow anyone to do better in the upcoming tournament than him."

"So, he has been attacking competitors to prevent them from entering."

The look that Usagi gave them was full of concern for those nameless fighters. "Why didn't you stop him?"

"We had our hands full helping the ones that he'd already attacked."

"Oh."

Agent Shimoda's face didn't show a lick of emotion at the perceived failure or the correction of the assumption. "Fortunately, you were able to stop him before he could continue, and did so in a way that is legally acceptable."

"Then... What happens to him now?" came Makoto's question.

"He has committed multiple acts of assault, and that is just from today. Normally, that would call for him to be turned into a slave. However, that can not be done now."

"Why not?"

"Marketability. Or, his lack of it," Special Agent Shimoda answered. "The usual 'treatment' aims to keep as much of the original personality as possible. As a result, he would be constantly acting up, even if it could be kept to him trying to show people why it was so 'great' to own him."

Scowling, Rei looked at the pair in suits. "How could you stop it then?"

"It would likely take a full mind wipe and rewrite, which, as you know, is a grave undertaking. And even then, it could not be certain that he would not show some past characteristics."

"And..."

"It is likely that the only ones who would want to buy him would either want to 'punish' him, or desire a slave that they can... dislike."

"Which is why you want to help us..."

"Send him away," Agent Shimoda confirmed.

Special Agent Shimoda nodded. "To Botswana. Or any other such destination."

"Why?" Usagi murmured, more out of surprise than distress. "Why would you want to do that?"

"Could you think of a simpler, and more fitting situation for him than to be exiled to a foreign country where no one would understand what he says?"

"I don't think that anyone understands him now," Ranma muttered.

"That may be the case, but there they would not need to know the words, never mind the meaning behind them."

"You don't have any difficulty with him being removed to a place where he would be kept from causing... trouble, do you?"

Each of the members of Ranma's group that were outside of the tent looked at each other. They knew what the others were considering, as the same question was in their own heads. If they were going to be doing what had been suggested, they were condemning the boy who'd intruded on their peace to be dragged off to some isolated spot, possibly for the rest of his life. Each one of them had to figure out if they would have any problem with having that on their consciences.

"No, not really," Ranma told the adults with a small shrug of disinterest.

"Go right ahead," Rei put in, waving her hand negligently at the prone boy in question.

"It'd keep him from causing problems, right?" Usagi asked, tilting her head as she gave it some relaxed thought. "And it isn't like he's going to die."

"So long as he's away from Master and us, I don't care," Makoto commented.

"Understood," Agent Shimoda responded, nodding slightly towards them.

"Your cooperation is appreciated," Special Agent Shimoda 'thanked' them, sounding as only an official could when saying such a thing.

Not that Ranma and company were particularly bothered by that fact,

Chained World - SM: Kuno's New Life [Episode 183550]
by Kestral

nineteen hours, twelve minutes later:

Tatewaki Kuno slowly began to wake, feeling the hot sun beating down on him. The coarse grass underneath him. "Ungh?"

When he regained his feet, he tried to understand where he was and what was going on.

Unfortunately, his situation seemed to be a little lacking in explanations. Here he was, standing on the edge of the river, some parachute stuck in a tree above him. There were bugs crawling on him, which he quickly brushed away, but which promised to return.

"Why am I naked, in a jungle, and wearing... tattoos?" he asked, even though it was doodlings and he WAS wearing some sort of bulky yellow collar. "This must mean... THAT FIEND! He knew he could not face the True Thunder Of Furinkan High in fair combat and so did transport me here by foul sorcery!"

Tatewaki Kuno immediately started looking for a stick to use as a bokken until he could make it back to civilization.

"Why didn't we just make him a eunuch?" asked Five.

"Never underestimate the value of an experimental subject," said Two.

Akane's fists blurred and the concrete block cracked as she turned her fury towards it.

She had to be ready to fight Kuno, who had apparently gone off for some heavy training if the rumors could be believed. If so, his absence was not something to take joy in - but to dread. As he'd been, she could defeat him easily. If he learned some tricky new manuever - that wasn't so easy. If he WON, she had little doubt that he'd use that chance to try and win HER.

Ick.

So Akane trained harder and considered going back to that shop for a little bit more of a powerup. Better safe than Kuno's.

Chained World - SM: One's Pleasures... (LIME) [Episode 188775]
by Kender

She knew that there were plenty of things that she could, or should be doing, but Ami couldn't help herself. Sure, she might have been better off studying, or doing some sort of housework, given that they were things that had to be done no matter what had happened. There was even a possibility of going shopping, as she was a teenaged girl, and many people just took a girl her age going to stores as a regular occurrence.

Neither was her choice as she walked down the street, mainly avoiding other pedestrians as she went. Nibbling a bit on her lower lip, she rethought her reasoning again, and couldn't help but come to the same conclusion. Going to see her fiance was what she was going to do.

That wasn't to say that it had been a decision based on logic. Rather, she'd started heading in the direction of his camp before she'd even realized that she'd turned to go that way. Of course, she'd rethought the idea several times as she walked, but the truth was that she was spending more time stumbling through her thoughts than coming up with anything to really stop herself. It wasn't that she didn't want to see him, as her feelings just seemed to... bubble when she was around him. And her friends were with him, so there was an added reason to make the visit.

Sighing, she wondered if she couldn't even control herself anymore. Even if she'd felt like going to visit him, she could have held back, and done something else. She was his fiancee after all, and it might have been better to try and do something nicer than just popping up. Perhaps a simple treat would be nice, as, even if she couldn't cook as well as Makoto, it would be a good gift for a girl to give the boy that she was supposed to be involved with. Or she could have gone shopping for something to wear for him, like a pretty dress, or a bit of lingerie to show him...

With her cheeks heating, she ducked her head and wondered if her naughty impulses would show on her face. As it was, she was finding all too easy to think about sexual matters. To tell the truth, she had to admit that it wasn't the activity of visiting him that was the problem, or her own admitted desire for Ranma, that were the problems. Rather, she couldn't help but let herself admit that she was more troubled by the oddity of what she was feeling than actually any real disgust or dislike of the desires themselves.

In reality, she knew that there was no real problem with her simply dropping by the camp site. If nothing else, it would be like stopping by the shrine while running errands, which wouldn't be all that strange. Once she married Ranma, she would be expected to regularly share his bed, and it was entirely possible that they might wind up sleeping together long before their wedding day. It was just that she'd never really been one to really try to have erotic daydreams, and now she was finding it rather embarrassing that she had sex on her mind so much.

Well, she was fortunate in that there was more to life than just sex, as they could do plenty of things to enjoy each others' company that didn't involve erotic activities. They'd had plenty of fun before the whole 'slave' thing had come up, and they could still do plenty of them, even if some activities would be slightly different, what with them being owned by her fiance, and the fact that she would become their 'Mistress' eventually. Still, she was pretty sure that her friends could find other things to be obsessed with than sex.

Usagi had always been certain that her first time with a man would be pleasurable, and she was rather pleased by the fact that she had been right in that regard. Even though her original idea had been that she would have a gentle and slow loving on her honeymoon, but what she had gotten was okay by her standards. Being a full use slave was turning out to be not as bad as some of the stories that she'd once heard, and the fact was that she was rather enjoying it. Honestly, having herself be always available for use in slaking his desires wasn't something that she really minded, since she was actually finding it rather pleasurable. In fact, she was quite pleased with what she had going on, and was happy that her friends would get it too, since it was also turning out to be fun.

About the only trouble that she had with it was that she had lost out on that opportunity to go through what she'd originally desired. But as she was a slave, and this was what she could do, she figured that she might as well enjoy it. Not that she was finding it all that hard to do so, given the sort of Master that they had, and how she was still with her friends.

And what with how things were going, there were plenty of things that she wanted to share with them... though she would have to make sure that it would be okay first.

Spotting her Master sitting on a rock nearby, she went over to him, and smiled. "What are you doing, Master?"

"Tryin' ta get stronger," Ranma replied, sliding a friendly glance towards the blonde.

"Oh? I thought that you'd been doing your training to do that."

"I sure have been. But part of trainin' is ta learn stuff, and this is part of it."

"Really?"

"Yup," he confirmed and raised the scroll in his hands slightly. "I found this earlier. Near as I can tell, one of those 'agent' people dropped it, and I figured that I'd use the technique it shows ta get another move ta use."

"I see..."

"There isn't a problem, is there?"

"What? No... It's just that I was thinking."

"'Bout what?"

"About what we're doing. You know, sleeping together," she murmured, and blushed slightly.

"Ya ain't bothered by that, are ya?"

"No, of course not! I really like it!"

The pigtailed boy sighed, and looked a bit relieved. "That's good ta hear. I mean, I wouldn't force ya if ya didn't wanna do it again, but it'd really bother me if ya decided that what we already did creeped ya out or somethin'."

"Actually, I'd love to do it again. And I want to have all of us enjoy ourselves."

"Trust me, I don't think that'd be a problem."

"I hope so," she admitted, and fiddled with her fingers. "The thing is though... I was thinking about something."

"Like what?"

"Well... The four of us are your slaves, and we have been doing 'it' alone with you..."

"What d'ya expect? It's not like we're gonna just grab each other, or somethin'," Ranma murmured.

"That's just it! I'd kind of like it if we'd be able to play together!"

"Huh?"

"I was thinking that just keeping ourselves to doing it alone, one on one might be too... limited, you know. If we were to join forces, we could do a whole lot more."

"'Join forces'?"

Usagi looked down and colored a bit. "I mean, having two of us with you might let us do more for you. We could do the all the work, or give you more to enjoy at once."

"Oh..."

"And I've heard that guys like... you know... Girls being with girls..."

"That is..." her Master murmured, and frowned in thought as images of two girls embracing each other as they twined their tongues in an open mouthed kiss filled his mind. And when he thought about the possibility of such activities being done in the nude, his eyes nearly crossed.

"What?"

"Are ya sure 'bout this... idea of yours?"

"I'm sure that the others will find something to like about it... Probably..."

"That's gotta be a weak way ta do it. Who knows, it might be that they ain't gonna wanna do somethin' like that."

"You... think that it's dumb?" the blonde asked, her expression showing how much the idea depressed her.

He might have been uncertain about what he was supposed to do about her 'plan', but seeing a crestfallen girl wasn't something that he could just let be. "No, no, no! It's not that at all!"

"It's not?"

"Of course not! Ya see, I'm just tryin' ta keep any problems from comin' up. I mean, ya wouldn't want it to go wrong, would ya?"

"Oh, no. Absolutely not! It'd be really bad if that happened, and that would be bad since it could be useful in the future."

"The 'future'? How'd that fit in?"

"You're going to marry Ami, right? Well, it might happen that the two of you'd want or need one of us to help you with something in the bedroom... you know..."

"Actually..." he started, and then took a moment to pay attention to the image of him and a scantily clad Ami and Usagi in a darkened bedroom with him.

"Yes?"

"Ahem. Listen, it might not be all that bad of an idea for me, but what about the others? They might not like it, ya know."

"But you would?"

"I could... find it... pretty good... I think..."

"Yay! Then it'll be fine, won't it?"

"Huh?"

"I'm sure that Makoto, Minako, and Rei will all want to try it out."

"They will?"

"Absolutely! Thank you for agreeing, Master!" she chirped, and wrapped her arms around him in a cheerful hug.

Ranma wondered about what exactly his agreement was going to lead to, though he was rather distracted by the slim young woman unconsciously rubbing up against him at the moment. As it was, he could only hope that he'd get a chance to master the technique on the scroll,

Chained World - SM: Kuno's bad day, part two [Episode 188922]
by Kestral

"FOUL INSECTS!" proclaimed Tatewaki Kuno, swatting away at the cloud of gnats which had apparently decided that his flesh was just too too tasty. "BEGONE!"

Of course, the gnats didn't seem to speak Japanese. They certainly didn't obey him.

"BAH!" declared Tatewaki Kuno, striding forward with mud squishing between his toes. "A samurai can conquer any adversity!"

What he needed was a good sized stick, to arm himself first. That was the priority here, was it not? Ah, there was one of the proper thickness. Grabbing a good hold of it, he lifted it up to note its heaviness. A bit soft and the bark was kind of -

"Snake?!"

"Hssss," indicated the snake, rather disturbed at this development himself.

"You wouldn't dare," said Kuno to the snake.

"Fss SHA!" BITE!

"I guess you would at that," observed Tatewaki Kuno. "ARGHHH!"

As Tatewaki Kuno ran, the snake (which was a fairly harmless and peaceable variety normally) did what came natural. It held on.

"AHHHHHHHH!" continued to yell Tatewaki Kuno, who paused in that exclamation only when he realized that he'd just leapt out into open air. He looked down. Yup. Ground way down there, but there was a river. He'd just aim for that.

SPLASH!

The snake, thoroughly disgusted with events, swam off.

Tatewaki Kuno wiped the water out of his eyes, and saw the shape swimming away. "HAH! Foul creature! Know that such as thee can never best the Scion Of The Heavens, Tatewaki Kuno!"

SPLASH!

Tatewaki Kuno turned, confident in his manner, to behold the logs moving towards him. Of course, having Mister Green Turtle in a pond on the palatial Kuno estate, he recognized what these were. "Oh. Crocodiles. Well isn't that... AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Ranma looked over the technique. He knew that there was bets on the fight. He knew that the "accidently" dropped scroll meant that he was being bet ON.

It looked feasible from what he knew, not that just anyone could utilize it. It would require someone who was really advanced in martial arts in the first place, precise control as well.

Chained World - SM: Double, Double, Toil And Trouble... [Episode 193471]
by Kender

The first thing that Ranma felt when he considered what he could do with the technique was amazement. With just one simple technique, he could misdirect an enemy into attacking a simple copy, leaving that person open to a quick and hard blow. Heck, he could use it to hit the person like that, using multiple copies to go and land hits, either like a mob, or like a combat team. Having teammates be knocked out wouldn't be such a bad thing, since he could use copies to take on other opponents while he focused on one himself. And, if nothing else, he could simply use it to allow him to do several things at once, freeing his time up to enjoy himself, which, now that he had the girls around, he would have things to do.

And that was when his face went red.

Ranma wasn't exactly clueless when it came to sexual matters any more, but he wasn't quite comfortable with drawing attention to them either. He had heard stories of fathers who'd guide their sons to 'know' what they could do, and would even pay for their sons' first times, even buying full use slaves to let the boys get used to such activities. But, for once, Ranma was thankful that his father was an idiot who'd dragged him off from town to town, never letting him get dragged off by others into one absurd attempt at sexual discovery or another.

Unfortunately, he was also finding that he hadn't exactly escaped the whole 'fantasy' thing either. This wasn't a terribly 'bad' thing, as it seemed to be more enjoyable to allow himself to go with what he liked, but it was also rather... embarrassing to think about such things. His mind did bring up interesting possibility in using the technique in a... different way, which was what had gotten him rather uncomfortable.

'Hmmm, this might work with what Usagi was talking about,' he'd thought to himself, and then realized just what direction his thoughts were taking him in.

That wasn't such a wrong thing, as they were his slaves, and had already demonstrated a willingness to be available for whenever he wanted to use them. However, the idea of thinking of them in terms of them being solely sexual partners that he could put into any position he wanted didn't exactly put his mind at ease. Guilt was a strong emotion, just like the hormones that drove them. He still knew that they wouldn't doing whatever he wanted, but this whole situation was a bit new.

But in any case, he did know that he could do a lot with the technique. It would allow him to pleasure two girls separately at the same time, which would be a bonus for the sort of activities that Usagi had been suggesting. Neither one would have to share, and he wouldn't have to worry so much about keeping them satisfied. Then again, he could always reverse her idea, and have a group of himself focus sexually upon one of the slaves. And he wouldn't have to be concerned about the possibility of bringing another guy into their... relationships, since he'd be the only one there.

A frown crossed his features as he considered that idea, and found a bit of a sour taste in his mouth. There was a part of him that didn't like the idea of sharing his slavegirls with anyone else, including his copies. They might have been duplicates of him, and not even individuals of their own at that, but he was discovering that he was fairly possessive of the girls, not out of any greed, but out of an emotional knee jerk reaction.

That puzzled him, but he pushed it aside, as it allowed him to recognize that he wasn't all too clear as to what form his ownership of the girls would take. Instead, he turned his attention back to the technique, and the fact that he didn't have all that long until he might be called upon to use it. Someone out there might be more of a threat than that guy with the wooden sword, and this technique wasn't exactly the simplest to learn. It took some focus, of both attention and energy, and some hand signs to make it work. He didn't particularly know why that was needed, but if it was going to make things work for him, he was going to go with what he was told.

After all, he could always improvise, if the need arose.

In the mean time, he had plenty of work to do if he was going to master this 'Shadow Clone' technique,

Chained World - SM: Double Trouble [Episode 193554]
by Kestral

Ranma's hands swept through the signs, focussed the patterns, and tried the technique.

The first time he ended up splitting into a normal Ranma and an emaciated looking Ranma who wheezed and fell over immediately.

Rei was present for this one, and made a number of comments - none of which were particularly helpful.

The second time he managed this technique was less than successful too - he ended up with a kid version of himself.

This was even worse, as the various girls had become an audience at this point, they reacted very enthusiastically to this version. As in trying to hug "little Ranma" and giving various comments about what a cutie he was.

After about a minute, the copy-Ranma poofed out - and big Ranma had to get something to eat because this was exhausting.

"Third time's the charm," mumbled Ranma as he tried again an hour later. His hands again swept through the patterns and he forced his chi to go through the appropriate patterns.

POOF!

The short busty redheaded version of Ranma took a good look at the taller masculine version and said something impolite.

"Man, this is really complicated," said Ranma.

"Apparently I've only got enough chi to pull off one more copy unless we try for just images," said female-Ranma. "Waitaminute. We and I and... oh heck ya know what I mean."

"Yeah, I imagine this could be kinda confusing," said male-Ranma. "On the other hand, it could be handy too."

"Whatever," said female-Ranma. "Should we try again?"

POOF!

Rei went over to where the female Ranma had stood. "The grass is bent."

"Nah, it wasn't an illusion," said Ranma.

Rei nodded thoughtfully. She'd tousled the hair of kid-Ranma without thinking about it, it was that the technique had ended and left physical traces that made this impressive.

Makoto picked up the scroll and began studying it herself. This could be VERY handy.

Tatewaki Kuno pushed hard with his arms and legs. "I FIGHT ON!"

The crocodile, who was simply trying to close its mouth on this particularly stubborn bit of food, was not able to or inclined to comment.

Finally, it thrashed its body from side to side, finally losing the stubborn food bit.

"HA!" declared that bit of food, as he struggled up the embankment. "You are no match for the mighty-"

grrr ROAR!

"-blue thunder," said Tatewaki Kuno, looking at the pride of lions that was now forming a semi-circle around him.

Chained World - SM: Animal Troubles [Episode 202681]
by Kender

There was much that Usagi knew about her new life even though she hadn't been through much of it yet. She'd easily recognized that there was likely to be no change to it, at least in certain basic and important parts... and she had no desire to have that happen anyway. Sure, it was odd to be constantly available for sex with a boy, but the boy in question was certainly a hunk, and she rather liked the idea of going to bed with him as often as possible. From what she had been hearing, it was entirely likely that her owner would be setting up his own dojo, which would mean not only a roof over her head, and a warm place to sleep, but that she would have a nice 'family' made up of him, and her friends. Having that was important to her, and she wanted to help it out as best she could.

"WAHHHHH!" she screeched as she ran around the campsite.

At the moment though, she'd have much rather not been trying to get 'stronger'. Training in the martial arts had sounded simple enough, even if she really didn't have much choice in the matter. Yet, it was turning out to be fraught with peril, and she had to wonder if it was always going to be this bad. Sure, this might even help her be a better Senshi, but it sure as hell wasn't fun. In fact, she rather thought that she was going to get eaten before lunch.

Genma watched the girl run about in a panic and wondered just why things were going so badly for her. His son had gone through much worse and hadn't succumbed, so he couldn't see why she was acting like this. If anything, she should have had it easy, as he hadn't expected much from her. That wasn't from the fact that she was a girl, but rather that she was new to the Art. Still, his boy would need his slaves to have at least some training, so that they could not only be useful, but healthy. At least, she should have gotten a chance to be a bit tougher than before.

And now she was being chased around by a horde of animals that were trying to bite her. However, it wasn't like he had meant for that to happen. To tell the truth, this wasn't even in the game plan, so to speak. Perhaps if he had, he would have found something tough and fitting for the training.

Instead, the blonde was being chased by a flock of squawking and honking geese. Just where she had found them, the Saotome Patriarch didn't know, but she had apparently found that training on her own. He had simply intended for her to get some stamina building by carrying bags with rocks as she ran around a fairly simple unofficial 'course'. Yet somehow, she'd wound up with a bunch of birds that looked to include a swan or two. Near as he could tell, that had come from a bit of bread that she'd tried to carry as she started on her exercising. Fortunately, it rather seemed that the training was helping her speed, stamina, and dodging skills, albeit unintentionally.

As Genma watched her race back the other way with what looked like a cloud of feathers and biting beaks, he rather hoped that a stretching exercise wouldn't be quite as... problematic.

Well, he supposed that it could be worse.

"See here, noble beast," Tatewaki Kuno declared, pointing his improvised bokken at the animal in front of him. "Surely one such as yourself knows of the pride and honor of my spirit."

The lion, cranky from being awakened from his nap, leapt up, bit down on the stick, and snapped it in two.

"Say, that was not well done of you at all..."

This wide eyed staring at his ruined stump of a weapon meant that he missed the pride's lionesses all started getting up and began stalking towards him.

"This will simply not do. You must see that. Are you all coming to greet me?" Kuno asked, confusion lightly marring his features.

They simply began growling deep in their chests, and began to bare their teeth at the nuisance who was rapidly showing why he had to be driven from their midst, at the very least.

"Something does not bode well," he murmured thoughtfully,

Chained World - SM: Lightning Round [Episode 202696]
by Kestral

Usagi was not the only one training.

Makoto was training as well, using a log that had been bound in ropes for practicing her kicks. Neither Rei nor Minako had been spared either.

Which led to Ranma scratching his head and wondering how exactly this was happening.

Not the bit where Usagi occasionally ran by, leading a procession of ducks and geese and swan. He wasn't sure if they were angry at Usagi or just agitated.

He'd tried balance exercises for Minako. Simply stringing a rope between two poles and having her walk across - even using a staff to help balance her. Nothing hard - he walked across himself just to show her how it was done.

There had been no slack in the rope. So how exactly had Minako somehow managed to end up hanging from the rope by one ankle, wildly waving the staff around?

BONK!

How had Minako managed to knock Rei out by flailing around with the staff?

"This... might be harder than I thought," admitted Ranma to no one in particular. He glanced over to Makoto, who had abandoned her kicking practice to try and come to Minako's assistance.

BONK! WHACK! WHACK! BONK!

A somewhat more bruised Makoto retreated out of Minako's range.

Ranma watched as Usagi led the fowl parade towards Minako's practice area, looking around in case anyone from PETA were around. He had the feeling this was not going to go well.

Tatewaki Kuno could be incredibly clueless. No matter how one tried to pound an idea in there, he could resist it with all the determination of his vaunted samurai ancestors. Although most of said samurai ancestors were determined at something besides evading reality.

That said, he was capable of doing well enough on exams to squeak through the Japanese High School system.

"I fight... on," mumbled Tatewaki Kuno, age seventeen, rising star of the kendo world. Currently wearing a pair of large leaves in an improvised loincloth. Currently also wearing a number of scratches, having a couple of bite marks, and otherwise looking a bit worse for the wear.

A lioness snarled as she circled the tree that Kuno had managed to climb up.

"If I only had my sword," said Kuno as he looked below him. Surely if he had a true weapon this inconvenience would be overcome swiftly. As he lacked so much as an improvised tree branch to use at the moment, he was clearly not at his peak performance.

Still, all he had to do was wait. "Surely nothing else could go wrong this day and in time my patience shall be reward-" plish "-ed?"

Tatewaki Kuno held onto the tree as the rain began to fall. "Zounds. Surely the Shooting Star hath truly nowhere to go but up."

crackle - BOOM!

"That foul sorcerer that hath banished me here," said Kuno, coughing up a little smoke, "shall pay dearly for this affront."

Chained World - SM: Feminine Visitation [Episode 208508]
by Kender

Getting hurt was something that came with training in the martial arts, and Ranma knew that. One didn't have to go as far as he and his father had to be injured. All that would have to happen would be that a foot would step in the wrong way, or that a practice punch wouldn't be blocked in time, and black eyes and sprained ankles could result. Inexperience did tend to 'help' in creating injuries, as it was easy to misjudge strength, speed, and ability when one didn't have a solid understanding of the Art itself.

He just wanted to know how exactly such a fact could come into play in such a way.

With a heavy sigh, he recognized that he had to work on getting some coordination into his girls. Oh, Makoto was certainly skilled enough, and Minako did apparently have some ability in sports, but they didn't seem to have much understanding in how group training could work. Heck, it was fairly embarrassing, seeing that Usagi had goose bites, and the others weren't exactly that well off either.

However, he knew that he couldn't exactly do everything to help them on his own. First off, he didn't have quite what was needed to do so, since his father and he had never carried about that much in first aid. Oh, they'd had aspirin and bandages, but he needed a full on kit to do a proper job. That meant bringing them to a doctor, which would meant that they'd have to strain to get there, or getting some care for them.

The latter had been more appealing, but he still felt more than a little guilty and embarrassed as he sent an apologetic smile towards the one that he'd called for. "Sorry 'bout this, but ya can see, we needed help."

"It's really no problem," Ami answered, nodding away his concerns as she held the handle of the first aid kit that she'd brought with both hands. "Something like this is worth coming to deal with."

"Yeah, but I still kinda feel bad for draggin' ya all the way out here."

"Don't worry about it. I've been thinking about coming to see you anyway... Um, I mean, all of you... That is, everybody here..."

"Uh, yeah. Gotcha..." he trailed off, blinking at her reddening cheeks.

"What I do find amazing is that you called me. I wouldn't have thought that you would know about my number or anything like that..."

"I asked the girls, and they told me. Kinda weird ta call outta the blue, but I worked through it. They do need help."

"Right. Good point. I really should get on to it," the blue haired girl agreed a bit shakily and headed over to where Minako was laying.

Frowning, the pigtailed boy wondered what her issue was, as he could tell that something was up with her. That wasn't about the blonde though, as he knew that the long haired girl had managed to not only knock herself silly with that pole, but had twisted just about everything that she could. Instead, he wasn't quite sure that he understood exactly what was going on with Ami.

As he glanced over at her, he recognized that she was at least a good healer, and did care about her friends. Whatever confusion he was getting didn't mess that up, but there was so much that could be a problem. Heck, he was still getting through the fact that she was to be his wife.

Not that he saw anything wrong with that, as she wasn't a bad sort. He'd seen some wives during his travels, and he was glad that he hadn't had to deal with some violent shrew becoming his fiancee. Ami was really quite welcome in comparison to them, and he had to admit that she was not someone that he had any real reservations against marrying. She was certainly smart, and had a quiet personality that didn't crush him with pressure like some fathers he could name. Near as he could tell, she was a supportive person who wouldn't make things at all awkward.

Of course, the fact that she was pretty did help in that factor. Hers was a slender beauty that looked good in the soft clothing that she wore, as she didn't need some flashy and revealing outfit to look good. In fact, the skirt that she had on was showing of her long legs to good effect even now. At the same time, he got to see how toned she was as she went to crouch next to where his newest slave lay. The firmness displayed as her skirt tightened around her backside spoke of regular exercise, and he could tell that whatever training that she'd been doing, it had helped her keep quite nicely fit.

Now that his hormones had been given exercise by his slaves, he could admit that he recognized the attraction that she held. This was a soft girl that would feel good in a guy's arms. Her supple body would pair nicely with his, and the firm breasts constrained under that blouse would fit rather well in his hands. Looking into her eyes as his mouth touched her soft lips, with his hands roaming over that smooth skin would be paradise. His back straightened as he recognized how welcome it would be to have those slim arms around him as he discovered how her body felt on his, with stiffening happening in other areas.

Realizing just what he was doing made him recognize that having such thoughts about her was likely to be called 'perverted'. Seeing as she hadn't done anything to be leered at unrepentantly, and had only been nice to him, he knew that he just might be demeaning her with that sort of mental image. Since he wasn't looking to be a lech, he knew that he'd have to find some sort of control somehow.

"Why is Master hitting his head against that tree?" Rei asked no one in particular.

Spotting her fiance whapping his forehead against the bark, Ami cocked her head to the side. "I do have to wonder..."

He was battered, bruised, and aching all over, but Tatewaki Kuno wasn't about to admit defeat. A firm will was needed to be a samurai, and he had that in spades. Travails of this sort would not crush him, and he was certain that he'd come back stronger from it. His clothing might have been in tatters, his body might have been covered in cuts, and his weapon might have been taken from him, but he would not falter.

No matter how long it would take, he'd get back to Japan and avenge himself on that foul sorcerer. The wind whipped at his cheeks, and the rain plastered his hair to his head, but he was going to push on. Finding a rock outcropping helped, and he used it to balance himself as he pressed onward, not wanting to stop for anything. It was not fit for man, no beast, but he'd still continue on until his dying day.

Resting his hand on the stone, he allowed himself to catch his breath and tried to figure out a strategy on dealing with this. Storms were ripping across the land, and the animals were not calmed by the disruption of their environment. Even then, he was going to keep on going, certain that he'd manage somehow to get his aching body that much further.

Sounds of shifting gravel sounded, and he twisted around to look up above him, which let him see a large shape looming on top of the rock. He couldn't tell what it was, but it was quickly apparent that there were several such figures nearby. None of them seemed ready to move against him, but he didn't want to take any chances. No matter the foe, he was not about to be attacked without a fight.

Some part of his mind noticed that they seemed to be human shaped though, and as he watched, he could tell that they moved on two legs. The curves of the shadows suggested that they were women, as he could recognize such shapeliness anywhere. Yet, he didn't have a clue as to why the delicate gender would be out here like this, and had to wonder why they would be put themselves at such risk.

Tilting his head back, he looked up at the figure on the rock, hoping for some sign as to her intentions.

A bolt of lightning lit up the sky behind her, and he got a glimpse of fur in the spotted pattern of the leopard,

Chained World - SM: Recognition [Episode 208628]
by Kestral

Ranma turned for solace in what he normally found solace in. The practice of the Art.

"Did you notice how he was looking at you?" Makoto asked Ami.

"Eh?" asked Ami, startled out of watching her fiance.

"He was really giving you the eye," said Makoto with a wink.

"What?!" squeaked Ami.

Makoto smiled. This certainly wasn't how she had once dreamed of it, but she was adapting. Ami was her friend and they'd all still be together, and Ami was always uncertain about her looks, but it looked like despite this being an arranged marriage - a certain chemistry WAS present.

At which point Makoto noticed that Ami had practically melted down in embarassment, with the deep red of Ami's blush contrasting against her hair. Well, Makoto felt like she was probably blushing too - she wasn't adapting THAT fast.

"Well, I don't know, he's a hard worker even if his heart doesn't seem to be into it," said the Ryokan owner. "And he doesn't seem to have a skill set applicable for working here. He's apparently used to hard work but we needed someone to do maintenance and he's entirely too soft for such tasks. Still, we normally would shift him around a bit to find something he's better at."

The member of the Bureau relaxed on his cushion, sipped his tea, and nodded politely. "Honestly, we've come across further information about Mamoru C1081-B that indicate there are potential problems with him."

"'Problems'?" asked the ryokan owner.

"Yes," said the Bureau. "I'm sorry, but I can't get into any further details at present. I don't know myself - it's all quite hush-hush and above my own security level."

"Oh, how disappointing," said the ryokan owner. "Here in the outskirts of Sendai things tend to be a bit laid back and quiet. Which is great for business but not all that good for excitement. So you'll give us a replacement?"

"Yes, would you prefer the substitute to be male or female?" asked the Bureau member.

"Another male would be preferable," said the owner. "In fact, can you see if you have someone who does plumbing? We could really use one of those."

"I'll check into it," promised the Bureau worker. "I'll bring the details by tomorrow."

"Usagi T1046-E, Makoto K1082-C, Rei H1085-D," said the worker at GeneWorks. "Scheduled for tomorrow by a friend of theirs. One other?"

"She's already been through the process," said Kunzite. "Minor treatment though."

"We've gotten a lot of those," agreed the disguised yoma as it looked over the photos. "It should make the Big Brawl very interesting indeed."

"When the slaves turn against their Masters, it should be a bloodbath," agreed Kunzite. "Be sure you invite these to try out our services."

Rei handled the sword, considering it as she extended the senses that the others didn't have.

She wasn't quite sure what it was. Maybe something that the Slave Bureau had done. Her other senses seemed a little stronger after all that.

The sword was old, but not horrendously old. It also had a soul. So she knew within a moment of handling it what the heartbeat sensation meant, and that as she was looking into the sword that the sword was looking back.

After that it really wasn't much of a leap to figure out why the magic sword wielded by that that...

buffoon supplied the wind.

Yes, that buffoon, decided Rei. Why the sword had decided that the buffoon wielding it was NOT a worthy wielder.

The question in Rei's mind wasn't if any of their number would be a better wielder than the former owner of the sword. No, it was more like which would be best.

A moment of contemplation and changing the cold compress on her head, and she'd put enough scribbles and scratches through the names of Usagi and Minako to completely obscure them. That left her and Makoto, or Ranma.

Well, there was no reason they had to decide now. Though if it had been a bow, she'd have been more likely to choose herself.

Chained World - SM: Energies Of Purpose [Episode 215191]
by Kender

She knew that she wasn't the best one to make a choice regarding the Art, but Rei couldn't see another option to pick. Oh, her Owner was certainly experienced enough to know what to choose, and Makoto had enough training to be the one to go to among the slaves, but there were other concerns at the moment. Her senses had automatically picked up on the concept that this sword was magic, but even then she couldn't be sure that she would be the best pick.

Not that she was particularly against training in the martial arts. In fact, she rather thought that she would be trained, and was already anticipating having her Master mould her into the sort of fighter that he'd want from her. Yet, she had to consider what might be actually fitting for their use of the sword, and having the best suited for wielding the sword would be way more helpful than anything else.

Although she did have to admit that if she was going to be trained in the Art, it might be best for her to be practicing kyudo. For some reason, using the bow and arrow seemed to suit her, and the fact was that she rather liked the idea. Besides, if anything else, that would help their dojo out, what with expanding their scope of styles, and there was some sort of... prestige that came with including kyudo in an organization's activities.

That was all for later though, and she sighed heavily as she considered what exactly she should do with the sword. Her Master or Makoto would likely know who would be best able to do sword fighting, but with the weapon being magical, there was a serious possibility that it would have special powers that would suit one person over another. It was like with entertainment, as in a person could sing or act, but wasn't always able to pull off both.

And on top of that, there was always the possibility that the sword was meant for one hand in particular.

To tell the truth, her powers could likely make her able to sense the sword's own energies and find out what it knew of its purpose and abilities. However, the problem was that she didn't know how well that could work out. A little concentration might be able to do it, but on the other hand, it might require meditation, a sacred fire, and special charms to be able to contact the sword's 'soul'. Of course, that supposed that the blade actually had enough of a consciousness to contact, and wasn't just empowered enough to give it some sort of 'instinctual' intellect.

There was no reason to not try though, since it could do a lot. If enemies came again, this could be a useful weapon to use in the upcoming fight. Their Master might need it, and she was rather sure that putting in a little effort now would be a big help in the long run. All that she had to do was to use her knowledge of rituals and spiritual energies to see if there was some indication as to what sort of power it might hold.

Just as soon as she recovered enough to not wince in pain, she'd try working on that. Hopefully, things would go better than the training that they'd already gone through, as that had been more absurd than anything else. Then again, she rather thought that it didn't always matter how well trained someone was, since their personalities hobbled them in ways that made them pathetic.

Why, one just had to look in the direction of that idiot that had been trying to use the sword earlier, as he was too stupid to recognize that he was showing off too much to actually be a threat. Then again, she rather disliked the idea of a threat coming her Master's way, as she rather liked him, and much preferred being his slave over some other options. Still, she was happy that the would be attacker was gone, and she rather hoped that wherever he was, he got plenty of reason to stay far away from there.

He saw the great wall first, its impressive structure inspiring awe at the sight of its grand size and strength. The gates opened with a great solemn dignity, looking to be many spans higher than any man's height. Inside, the street was wide and full of amazing buildings, each looking rather well designed and sturdy. Those structures that were obviously some sort of temples or palace dwarfed any man that might try to approach it.

"Ah, yes! You have obviously seen the greatness that is I, Tatewaki Kuno, and decided that you would bid be come to rest in this city of glory," the would be samurai declared, nodding in approval at what he saw as his confirmation as a grand warrior. "Surely you have seen my wondrous self as the right sort of guest to entrust with a guided tour to your city, possibly even to take over as ruler of your primitive tribe."

Now, this was all said as he was currently hog tied, and was being carried, hanging from a rather large pole. It didn't seem that any of them actually understood what he was saying, and if they did, they just paid him no mind. They just kept on moving along, ignoring his leers and pompous regards. Whatever they had taken him for was paramount on their minds, and his reaction to it was being immediately dismissed.

Kuno didn't seem to notice their apparent disinterest though, and puffed out his chest in the welcome that he was sure would come in this city,

Chained World - SM: Tatewaki Kuno & The City Of Leopard Women [Episode 215263]
by Kestral

Tatewaki Kuno told himself that he was being brought to a place of safety by these leopard-skin-wearing women. That his manly charms had proven to be of great attractiveness to them, and they couldn't help themselves. But truly was his heart already spoken for by the fair Akane and he couldn't forsake her to frolic with these women.

Well, perhaps for an hour or two, in order to repay them for allowing him passage back to Japan.

Indeed, it could be easily argued that such was the duty of a samurai.

Odd that the city seemed entirely composed of such women. That all the women bore strong resemblence to each other. That... this was most odd.

Why were they going underground into some place that smelled dank and old?

Why did the single one of their number who was old and wrinkled have such a frightening laugh? Forsooth, it was more frightening and insane than even his own sister's laugh.

Still, a samurai could overcome any obstacle. He just needed to explain his position, if only one would come forward who spoke Japanese as any truly civilized person would.

"There must be some mistake," realized Kuno as they brought him down into a room that appeared to be designed as a jail cell.

The old woman seemed to find this most amusing for some reason.

"Time off," said Usagi, leading the others in. "LuckEE."

"I'm just shocked you won something, dumpling head," remarked Rei as she looked over the store - mainly preoccupied with thoughts of what to do with the sword that was back at the Master's campsite.

"Do you do makeovers?" asked Usagi as a bemused-looking store clerk came over.

"Oh yes," said Otori of GeneWorks. "It's our specialty."

Ranma ducked, dodged, sidestepped, and then flipped backwards to avoid the attacks.

The boy fighting him snarled and pulled back into a primarily defensive stance. "Aren't you going to attack?"

"Eventually," said Ranma, not in a particular hurry.

"Okay, then I'll have to put in more effort," said the boy, pulling a weapon out. "You do know that weapons are allowed in the Big Brawl?"

"Yup, standard gladiatorial match rules," said Ranma. "Nothing that can hurt the crowd, no attacks that include very toxic poisons, points awarded for showy or flashy attacks - so exotic weapons are likely to get points."

"Right," agreed the boy, letting the weight end of the chain dangle. "Kusarigama aren't used that much in arenas."

"That's cause it's too easy for the weapon to tangled up," said Ranma.

"Try it," said the boy, flicking a hand out. Though he didn't touch the weight, it shot out at Ranma.

Ranma blocked, letting the chain wrap around his left forearm, then charged forward.

Genma watched from the sidelines as Ranma practiced with one of their neighbors, who was also entered in the Big Brawl and also camping out.

The boy was apparently a self-styled ninja, but 'Akira' was apparently pretty good at his craft. He had the acrobatics down, and a few ninja techniques were being used in the sparring - though everyone involved knew that a LOT was going to be held back until the actual event. Nobody wanted to tip their hand early.

Once Ranma disarmed Akira, the ninja threw a spread of kunai.

Chained World - SM: Crossing Branches [Episode 220650]
by Kender

This was what Ranma felt most at home with. Training for a fight, including sparring with friendly competitors was just the sort of experience that he liked. Oh, he wasn't looking to pound on someone, as he wasn't a bully. Rather, he wanted to experience the rush that came from challenging himself and proving that he was the best. It was something that he totally understood, and having Akira here helped in that regard. All that he had to do was to let himself fall into the familiar mindset of the spar, and see what it would take to get the most out of it, both in combat and in fun.

So, as he did a handstand and flipped over his new training buddy all in one rolling motion, that was perfectly understandable...

"Hey, you! I've got to ask you something!"

Well, he would have liked it better if someone hadn't just vocally barged into what was a companionable sparring match.

Irritated, he turned to look at what had just jolted him and his sparring partner out of their focus... and nearly let himself smile at the sight of what looked like his fiancee coming towards him. But after the momentary confusion of first sight, he realized that something was off with this vision. It took a moment for him to recognize what it was that bothered him, but he soon recognized that this girl had brown eyes, instead of Ami's blue ones. The hairstyle was different, and he sure as hell didn't think that he'd see that sort of angry look on the cram student's face.

Not that this girl wasn't a looker, as he wasn't quite that out of touch. She did have a nice appearance to her, but hers was the sort of figure that looked better in a racing suit, rather than a bikini. With the tone that she had, and the way that she moved, it was clear that she was a serious athlete of some sort, though finesse didn't seem to be her strong suit. Still, she was pretty, in a 'tomboyish' way, and he supposed that someone would find her more than appealing. Fortunately though, he had his slaves and Ami to keep him... occupied, so, even though his awakened hormones were telling him to consider her charms, he pushed them aside for the moment... and his sanity.

That was especially true as she had marched over to glare directly into his face. "Is something wrong with you, or are you just going to keep on staring at me?"

"Huh? No!" Ranma grunted, turning his head so that he could look off to the side. "Ya... just remind me of someone that I know."

"Yeah, right."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Don't play games with me. That sort of line's so old that it's ancient! If you want to come on to me, you'd have to come up with something better," she scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"What?! Like I'd come on to you!"

"You just did!"

"No, I didn't! You just remind me of my fiancee. She's about your size, but the hair and eyes are wrong!" the pigtailed boy barked back at her.

"'Wrong'?! Are you saying that I've got bad... whatever?"

"Well, I didn't mean that. It's just, you two only look a little similar. Still, I'm glad that the engagement's to her, and not you."

The girl put her hands on her hips and pushed out her chest. "And what's wrong with me?"

"Other than you're some sort of... bear girl?"

"Grrr..."

"You're the one that came and butted in during our sparring exercise," Ranma growled, leaning his face in centimeters from hers.

"But..."

"Someone could've gotten hurt. If you'd interrupted us at a bad moment, someone could have gotten hurt."

"A mistake in throwing a kunai or a kick could put an eye out," Akira piped in, finally having something to say after watching the exchange.

"Exactly!"

"Fine," the girl allowed, pursing her lips as an embarrassed annoyance settled onto her shoulders. "I get your point. But it's not like I was trying to cause a problem."

"Then why come here?"

"Because I was looking for the ones who have this campsite. I asked around, and they're supposed to be staying here!"

Akira cocked his head before looking over the girl. "And who would you be looking for?"

"Someone named 'Saotome'."

"'Saotome'. Looks like she is after you."

"Seems that way," the boy in question muttered.

"Huh huh. And why are you looking for this guy here?"

"He is a Saotome?" she asked.

"One of them, anyway. But you still haven't answered my question. Or told us who you are, anyway."

"Ah, right! I'm Akane Tendo, and as for the reason as to why I came," she blurted out, and pulled out a piece of paper from the pocket of her shorts. Unfolding it, she presented it towards the two boys. "See this?"

"'Anything Goes School of Indiscriminate Grappling'. 'Anything Goes School Martial Arts'. Kind of similar..." "Exactly, and when I was looking over the list of competitors, I decided that I'd find out what these guys might be trying to pull."

"And are you trying to do something underhanded, Saotome?"

"Like hell. I don't need to cheat to win fights. 'Sides, that's what my style is called."

"But it's just like what my family's style is..." Akane began.

Ranma just waved off her comment. "So what. I've seen plenty of styles with similar names. It isn't like there aren't lots of that sort of thing around. Think about how many schools are of 'karate', or of 'kendo', and you'd be counting for days."

"They're both 'Anything Goes'!"

"And? I've seen 'Anything Goes' on a lot of things. Heck, I've even heard of an 'Anything Goes' tea ceremony!"

"I suppose that could happen..."

"Pretty much."

Narrowing her gaze at the pigtailed boy, Akane didn't look convinced. "In any case, that doesn't change the fact that you haven't come up with a reason why our schools have similar names."

With a small groan, Ranma realized that he couldn't quite argue with her on that point, but wasn't sure about what he could tell her,

Chained World - SM: Tatewaki Kuno, Misadventurer At Large [Episode 220858]
by Kestral

Setsuna Meiou watched, the nondescript car she was leaning against being her own.

SOMETHING had altered the past. Something catastrophic. The really unsettling thing was that it had apparently been her, well another version of herself.

Tampering with the past to that extent was forbidden, dangerous as all get out, and quite likely to erase the person doing it through the very alteration.

Fortunately, time was something she had. So she'd gathered clues, gotten involved, and tried to work out a suitable Plan A. Also a Plan B and Plan C, but it was Plan A that had been her main concern until a nice spring day when two dimensional wanderers had popped in from outside. Which had her come up with Plan E (the less said about Plan D the better).

Usagi had been enslaved as Setsuna had foreseen, followed by the other Inner Senshi. Their own preconceptions and knowledge of the slave role had been used as a foothold. Now they were with the one person on the planet in the right position who would only use them if they asked really nice.

It was a start. The problem was that she wasn't omniscient. Records from this time weren't available in the future but she knew bits and pieces. The Big Brawl was very very important - as it was the first time that Ranma and his father ran into the more organized Evil Kingdom thing. Sailor Moon had run into such, as had the Inners, but they'd mainly gone up against Jedite and a few lower level yoma.

Ah, as expected, Akane Tendo was now trying to hit Ranma Saotome. Using her enhanced strength and speed, she was still missing the boy who was her target while Akira sat back and watched.

And there went Akane's precision as she lost her temper. Hopefully some of Ranma's tendency to goad his opponents could be actively suppressed in the future. Otherwise that job offer would be a bit difficult to arrange.

Setsuna checked her watch and frowned slightly. Amusing as all this was, she had schedules to keep if she wanted to keep the resources and authority she had here and now. Since those little perks were able to add to her chance of pulling this off, it was necessary to put up with the inconveniences that came with them.

Kuno was delusional. If his brain were a computer, it would be flashing up [File Not Found] and [Cannot Connect To Reality] signs every so often during normal operations.

Kuno was also capable of getting a clue when it was beaten into his head or he stumbled sufficiently hard over it. Unless that piece of reality was directly against one of those delusions it could make it through without problem. If it DID fly in the face of a delusion, it had to be pretty direct to have any chance of being understood.

Tatewaki Kuno stumbled over the debris of the floor, reached down to grab the offending garbage, and realized he was holding a human skull. That still had bits of skin and hair.

As he stared at the grisly object in his hand, he couldn't help but notice that the back of the skull had been opened up. As he was realizing this, he also noted that the skull had been gnawed on.

At first, Tatewaki Kuno, age seventeen, rising star of the Kendo world, heir to his family fortune - was not quite able to put the various pieces together.

When he did, he signalled this to the world by squealing like a six year old girl and throwing the offending object against a wall.

There was a time for calm rational discourse, for meetings of the minds, for negotiation and diplomacy.

On the other hand, Tatewaki Kuno realized quite correctly that this was not one of those times. No, this was one of the times to pursue a course of action sometimes referred to as "getting the hell out of Dodge."

Finally, one of the old bars gave way to his savage yanking, and Tatewaki Kuno had a makeshift bokken in his hands.

Chained World - SM: Fearless... But Not (Totally) Stupid [Episode 242677]
by Kender

If one were to ask many of those who knew Tatewaki Kuno about him, they would agree that he was certainly not a coward. In fact, he was actually so bold as to not realize when he should step back and take stock of what was going on. To many, he was a living example of the quote, 'For fools rush in where angels fear to tread'.

The thing was that he understood survival, and even he knew that keeping one's self alive meant not being where danger was.

Oh, his mind put its own unique spin on the concept of how to manage that particular idea. As far as he figured it, one didn't go rushing into face forces of physics, like an earthquake or a whirlpool, you didn't try to directly fight it. When a typhoon would hit his home, he'd go and hunker down much as any of his neighbors would, and wouldn't try and force his will upon something brought about by the gods.

And right now, he had much to keep himself occupied in that regard. Through thoughts that were terribly direct, especially for him, he realized that he didn't want to be there. Obviously, these local women, who were obviously opposite of his pure and tidy Akane Tendo, were clearly trying to put him into some sort of horribly unpleasant difficulty. Given that he really did not want to give them the satisfaction of succeeding at his expense. So, rather than wanting to face whatever it was that they were putting him in front of, he was looking to punish them for their transgressions. However, he did not wish to burden himself with reeducating the whole city, and figured that leaving them to their misbehavior would be appropriate for now.

Fortunately, he had his weapon now, and so he could do something about it. Focusing his energies, he sliced through the exit of his cell, and charged through the resulting opening, allowing the dust and debris to blind them to his movements. Then he ran forward, swinging his makeshift 'blade' as best he could at all those who were in his path. It was not as good as a true sword would be, but he was perfectly able to send the barely clad enemies flying. Walls shattered under his attacks as he ran, and the roads exploded from his slashes.

They all made to maneuver around him... but Kuno did not aim to be going through any fancy footwork. Rather, he would be like the surely wielded blade, slashing through all that was in front of him. Cutting away all opposition before him, he'd put as much distance between him and those who would aim to bind him down. No, he had better things to do than to be kept in a place of darkness when he could bring glory to the world at large.

Still, he had to get free of their presence, and so he raced from the hidden grounds behind the outcroppings and dashed across the open fields, with the howls of the angry women behind him. No doubt they had little desire to lose what they had seen as a most worthy capture, but he did not see them as being the proper ones to keep him. As such, he headed out along some hills and lands until he saw what seemed to be a sheltering bundle of gnarled trees.

Oddly enough, there was an apparently pitted stone pillar there, but he ignored it, and headed through the twisted bits of growth. Almost as if it was trying to choke off any life from coming into the place, the bushes and thorny plants blocked any real path, forcing him to cut through them with his makeshift bokuto. Deeper and deeper he went, certain that nothing would keep him from getting through.

What he did find surprised him, as a great stone structure faced him, looking to have been built of obsidian, at least from the dark face it presented. Twin spires, built like the halves of a pyramid, or the horns of a great beast topped off a solid and hard edged structure, with some sort of reliefs etched into the walls. Massive statues stood guard, both at the walkway to the building, and at the entrance.

Recognizing this as a place of no little significance, Kuno hurried in, certain that no local would dare intrude on what had to be a place of prominence. They, even more than him, would have to know the importance of such a thing, and so he was sure that it would keep him safe. After all, they would not want to poke into this sort of place, which would mean that they could not search for him. Due to that, they would not find him here.

Satisfied that he had found himself a haven, he strode in, sure that nothing would bother him now. He could take a rest, and care for himself in a structure that no doubt had major importance to those who lived in this area. For them to have created such a place as this, it meant that it had to be meant for honoring one of their gods. Looking around, he was certain that the being here had to be rather revered, as they had built strong walls capable of standing the test of ages for the being in question. Even as he walked in, wondering where he could find the makings of a torch, he did not see the flickerings of the shadows around him.

Basically, it was rather unfortunate that Kuno could not even read the local language, never mind the ancient dialect that he'd thought of as mere decorations. Had he been able to do that, then he might have been able to read the carvings on the pillar that he'd passed. That was pretty important... given that it warned any who found it that to keep on that path was to find the 'Temple of Ancient Evil'.

Given that he had an ignorance that wasn't even from his own delusions, he had a legitimate reason to not know that as he searched for a place to hunker down,

Chained World - SM: Evil Doings [Episode 242685]
by Kestral

Tatewaki Kuno moved away from the door as the searchers came close to the building but seemed reluctant to approach.

One, a big brawny woman of much muscle, ragged hair, and carrying two large axes made of bone, came a little too close to the temple.

Tatewaki Kuno was sure he hadn't blinked. There was a sudden movement though, felt more than seen, and suddenly there was no fur-and-bone-wearing woman approaching his position. There was only a headless corpse that stumbled and fell to the ground.

Well, that explained why his pursuers were reluctant to approach.

There was a sudden ratcheting sound, followed by a large metal grate falling into place in front of the entry.

Tatewaki Kuno was fearless. Which was a good thing, because otherwise he'd probably be terrified at this point.

Since he wasn't though, he would simply find a place to take a nap and then escape when the poorly-bathed women retired from their vigil.

As amusing as watching Akane Tendo try to belt Ranma Saotome was, Setsuna Meiou reflected that she WAS on a schedule.

Actually though, she didn't find it amusing. Not at all. She simply recorded the event as part of the file on Ranma Saotome for when her superiors within her little agency had questions. These would indicate something of Ranma's physical capabilities at the very least.

Such was necessary as the job offer would have to be handled very very carefully and Ranma would be examined with great attention to detail.

Checking her watch again, Setsuna noted the time and got back into her car. The offer of employment would have to be tendered at another time, after the requisite departments had come to their decisions.

Akane finally stumbled to a halt as it became quite obvious that this 'Ranma' was going to just continue to dodge everything she threw at him. Well, that and she was out of breath.

When she did that she noticed that the other boy was sitting back, drinking tea from a thermos, and looking rather amused.

"Why - why won't you fight back?" asked Akane between great heaving breaths.

"Why should I?" responded Ranma. "I told you - I don't know why our martial arts have similar names. You'd have to take that up with my oyaji. If we're gonna spar, we spar. Otherwise save it for the Nerima Big Brawl - you know there are people scouting out the competition."

"Eh?" asked Akane, straightening and looking around. "Where?"

"There was one woman parked over on the road there, she left," said the watching boy. "There's one guy in a ninja night suit over in that tree about twenty meters to the South. There's also someone with a telephoto lens poking out of their tent directly East."

Akane blinked, got her breathing under control, and then grimaced as glancing at the two locations revealed a tent flap moving and a rather obvious ninja with a camera. She also recognized the ninja. "Sasuke."

"The ninja or the guy in the tent?" asked the spectator to their little match.

"The ninja works for the Kuno estate," said Akane.

Chained World - SM: Having A Word [Episode 243400]
by Kender

With his lips moving and him looking at his hands as he went, Genma felt a little like a fool. It was entirely possible that those around him might have thought that he was crazy, but at least that could be misled that way. Considering all that was on his plate, he needed to focus on his own thoughts right then.

Fortunately for him, he'd been able to give the girls some time off. Training them in the Art was likely to be a good idea, even if it seemed that it might not go as smoothly as he'd like. They did bring up some special possibilities though, as he knew that they could do the work for him and his boy. But for all the fact that they could deal with paperwork, carry packs, or cook for them, they did also gave them the chance to get some money. That would certainly be wonderful, since it was getting to be bothersome to sleep on hard ground, and eating nothing more complicated than soup.

Having the boy start teaching was sounding better and better, though it likely would be a challenge to find a dojo for them to use. But then, he was not only pleased about his idea to go get the slaves, but to also get his boy engaged. That girl would not only help with the continuance of the Saotome line, but was likely to bring in a good income herself. Having a doctor as a daughter in law wouldn't be all that bad.

And as he came back to his camp, he took a long look at where things seemed to be changing in his favor. They were possibly going to have a settled future, they had another competition to win, and his son was getting along with his fiancee. At least, that was what it seemed until he heard raised voices, and peered over to see his son scowling at a blue haired girl of about his age.

Then Genma took a second look, and quickly began to realize that this was not his son's intended bride. The shade and cut of her hair was off, and her musculature was tighter. Once he actually looked, it was clear that they were two different girls, but the similarity was surprising.

"Now, now, boy," Genma murmured as he came up to them. "What's got you so uptight?"

"It's not me, Pop. This girl's all bent out of shape," Ranma drawled.

"That much I can see."

"Great. Nice to know that you'll take in the obvious."

The girl looked between the two of them. "Hold on a second. You're his father."

"Didn't I just say that?"

"Great. Maybe then I'll get an answer to my questions someday."

"Girl, it's not like we can give you lessons or anything..." the elder Saotome began.

"I don't want that! And my name is Akane!"

"I see..."

"And if you really want to be as willing to help as you'd like to seem, then try explaining this!" Akane snapped, thrusting a piece of paper at him.

"What's this now?"

"Oh, don't try to play dumb. You have to know. 'Anything Goes Martial Arts'? 'Anything Goes School of Indiscriminate Grappling'? Come on."

"You have a problem with them?"

Her eyes flashed, just before she glanced over at Ranma and seemed to twitch. "No, not both. Just one. Like why your school has the same name as mine!"

"Hmmm... That is quite interesting...

"No, it's not! It's insulting! This is my family's school that we're talking about, and I don't want someone just... copying it!"

"Eh? What are you trying to suggest?" Genma asked, though his expression was expectant.

"Well, just how did your school come about?!"

"It's a branch school."

"What?" Akane shifted slightly back towards the younger Saotome. "But my father didn't say anything about our school having someone break off from it."

"I don't know what goes on with your father, but my school split away from the Founding School of Anything Goes. And I'd think that your family's style would have to be another branch as well, if it's related."

"Oh, and so we couldn't be the original?"

Genma nodded. "Certainly. The master of that school was a demon whose name should never be mentioned again, for fear of calling him back to be with us."

"He can't be that bad..."

"The old master stole wherever he could, and harassed women everywhere, stealing their... intimates, and touching them inappropriately. On top of that, he'd even leave his students to take the blame for whatever he did."

"Okay, so that's not good."

"Certainly not. It was a dark day, and when he was finally sealed away, it was a wonderful day."

"Are you saying that my school comes from... that?"

"I don't know. To find that out, I'd suggest talking to your own father," Genma told her,