Nabiki had spent several minutes gathering up his semen into storage sac of the dildo. Carefully, she stripped Ranma of all his clothes, knowing that his little “explosion” would leave traces when he woke up. If he was naked, he would just assume he stripped before bed.
She looks down at him, her mouth still with the taste of his ejaculate in it from her excess “cleaning”. She held her hand to his face, admiring the visage she would soon be without for the next nine months. “Ranma, I...I’m truly sorry for this. I hope one day, you’ll understand, and maybe even be able to forgive me.”
Michiko’s technique and skill was too good. So much so, that Nabiki knew she’d never be able to overcome the suggestions in the time she had left. If not for Sasuke’s warning, she knew that within a few days, they would have lost Ranma...the male Ranma...forever.
Hell, the woman might even be able to succeed in curbing Akane’s violent temper.
But Nabiki needed to clear this with her most trusted associate.
She bent down, kissing Ranma one last time, before pulling her lips back, a few tears darting on his face. “Forgive me.” With that, she used the water bottle.
And just like that, male Ranma was gone.
She wiped the few tears still in her eyes from her face, before bending back done to Ranma’s ear to trigger another suggestion. It was not only keyed to her voice, but could only be activated when they were both alone, and he was sleeping as female. “Wake up, my love, wake up.”
Ranma’s eyes began to flutter open, forcing themselves past the wave of dizziness the alcohol had left. Slowly, her eyes scanned for the one person she always expected. “N...Nabiki?”
Nabiki smiled, sniffling. “Yes, I’m here, Ranma.” She gazed at the sad and scared eyes of the female personality of Ranma Saotome, the aftereffect of Jusenkyo when it tried to give him knowledge of how to survive in his cursed form, the very girl Akane had malleted out her window for not wanting to fight Happosai.
Ranma began to cry. “I’m so sorry, Nabiki. I...I couldn’t stop her. She was too strong. I stayed hidden, but her control... She...she’s hurting him, making him ready to break. I don’t want to lose him, Nabiki. If I lose him, then who am I?”
Nabiki knew that Ranma would blame herself. Nabiki had done all she could to strengthen the girl when she found she could waken her. Ranma was a failsafe. If the Amazons ever tried to use such mental techniques to force Ranma-kun with them, then Ranma-chan would counter their advances, allow Ranma-kun to stay in control and unchanged. It was Nabiki’s eventual goal to have the two personalities merge, so that Ranma could be whole again.
It was hard, with Genma’s teachings, the fiancées’ harassment, Nodoka’s forcing of manly on him, and Akane’s constant assaults. That didn’t even include the perverts or Happosai.
The divide just kept growing, and it was beginning to discourage both girls.
“Shhh,” she tried to calm the girl down, rubbing her cheek. “I know everything that is going on. Sasuke showed me it all.”
Ranma’s tears slowed a bit. “But how do we stop her, Nabiki. When she does it, he’ll be gone forever. And without him as an anchor, so will I. I don’t want to lose him...or you.”
Nabiki nodded. She knew how much Ranma-chan cared for her. They weren’t sure if it was love, but they knew each held the other’s heart. It was another thing that often forced Nabiki to cry at night, that her two loves, while the same person, would never be whole with the way things were going. And even Ranma-chan admitted, that Ranma-kun —- while having feelings for the Nabiki —- would never admit them to protect her. After all, one girl at school had nearly been injured when she tried to talk to Ranma over a school project. What shamed Nabiki the most was that Akane had even had a hand in what befell the girl. “There is a way, Ranma.” With that, she held up the dildo and the full sac.
Noticing the wide eyes on her friend, Nabiki explained. “It’s his, not some strangers like she used. And it has to be his. Instant Nanniichuan won’t work; it doesn’t allow for fertility like pure Jusenkyo does, otherwise...otherwise I would do it myself.”
Ranma felt a lone tear go down her face. She knew what Nabiki was doing: she was asking permission to allow her to help create a baby between the two forms. If Ranma-kun was locked beforehand, he would suspect something. So much so, that he would avoid the good doctor like the plague, especially if Ranma-chan played a role. But... “The doctor, she’ll need to be kept away. If not, she might find me out, and find a way around it.”
Nabiki nodded. “I know, Sasuke has copied her notes and files, and when we find out that you’re pregnant, we will have enough to force an investigation. With what we have leaked to the right sources, she’ll be busted and put away for a long time, long enough for me to break through what she’s done, or at least get help from someone we can trust.”
Ranma would have nodded, had the paralysis powder not still been in effect. “What do you need me to do?”
“I need you to go into his dreams, make him think that this is something the good doctor has triggered while messing with his mind, so that when he wakes up and can’t change, he’ll know who to blame. You’ll need to sleep with him in the dream world.”
Ranma looked into Nabiki’s eyes. “You...you really do love him, don’t you.”
Nabiki wasn’t like her sister; she could admit her feelings. But unlike the fiancée brigade, she knew the guy she was after. “I do, no more or less than I love you, Ranma.”
“You’ll need to support him, let him stay in your room so you can keep trying to break through, keep him strong enough not to die inside. Can you do that?”
“Don’t worry about me on this end, Ranma. Worry about him on the inside, okay?”
“Okay.”
Ranma took in a deep breath as she felt Nabiki insert the dildo, feeling it slide past her inner walls, coming into contact with her uterine walls, before she felt it pop past them, into her womb. “Nabiki, promise me that one time, you will use the Instant Nanniichuan, and we can try it like that.”
Nabiki giggled a bit, before bending over and locking lips with the cute redhead. She pulled back, using her free hand to push Ranma’s bangs out of the way. “I will, I promise.”
“And Nabiki Tendo always keeps her word.”
Nabiki pulled back before squeezing the storage sac, emptying it directly into Ranma’s womb.
Said girl somehow arched her back at the feeling of the full load ending up there, having a mini-orgasm at the thought she was having his ch1ld, and found herself silently praying the ch1ld would be healthy.
Nabiki moved a few pillows under the girl’s rear, ensuring the load did not spill out anymore than it may have, before lying beside the girl, the dildo firmly in place still by gravity. She wrapped her arms around the girl. “I’ll stay as long as I can, and if this doesn’t work, we’ll try again as many times as it takes.” She kissed the girl again. “Even if I have to take you and run away. I won’t lose you, either of you.”
Normally, the two girls would explore each other, seek new pleasure.
But for now, they were fighting a battle against a superior opponent.
They would win for all three—-hopefully four, soon—-of them.
Thu Jul 14 03:04:59 2005
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