He usually wasn't the sort for dolls, but Ranma felt that he'd have to go with buying this one, as he had a certain reason for doing so.
Ami didn't have much trouble recognizing her friend Usagi even with the changes to the both of them. No one had apparently thought to change the girl's looks as the rouged cheeks and butterfly kissed lips were still on that familiar face. A small white cap sat between the bundled balls of hair and the long golden locks that were pulled into ponytails rested like silken cords that framed her form. Usagi wore a pink knee length dress with a white apron, but its shapelessness was marred by how it would cling to certain spots, like her breasts and waist. White and pink striped socks were on her legs, snug to each shapely curve, and ending up at her feet, where patent leather shoes were buckled. With her mitten covered hands, she looked all soft and girly, which did fit with her personality, but somehow, a caring attitude seemed to glow past any 'cutesy' bits.
"Okay, any problem if I buy her?" Ranma asked, glancing between his slaves.
Akane and Ami looked at each other, and silently considered the concept of property arguing with their owner.
"Alright. Stupid question," he muttered, and reached down to the doll girl. Bracing himself against her weight, he lifted her up, and slung her over his shoulder, which she didn't seem to fight. In fact, she flopped limply, allowing her breasts to bump against his back, and her arms to hand loosely behind him. Even as he grasped her thigh next to her backside to keep them both balanced, she never showed much of a reaction to it at all. This made him have to actively remind himself that he was carrying a girl, albeit one who was transformed into a doll.
Glancing over at his slaves, he saw no sign of distress with his actions. "Anythin' else we should check out that ya two can see?"
Both of the slavegirls looked back at him, while:
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