Ranma woke up in an over-sized leather chair that had her feel her small frame. Yes, she was back to being a girl.
She opened her eyes onto two, nipple-tipped boobs so large that a great deal of the rest of her naked body was blocked from her immediate view. She could certainly feel her lack of cover. Having been a fighting guy, nudity still didn't bother him. So her senses went onto other things.
"Welcome aboard, Saotome-san," said an imposing male voice.
The martial artist rolled a hip over in the man's direction, her hands and feet ready to spring.
He was six-feet tall, whose broad shoulders were accentuated by the expensive suit he wore. It wasn't conservative, but it was very well-tailored, showing he didn't have any fat on him.
"You're speakin' Japanese."
"That's because we're in Japan. A part of Greater Tokyo, in fact"
"What!?? The last I remember is bein' in China-aaa!" The big man had grabbed her by her pigtail. She had been aware of his doing it, but he had still gotten an advantage over her.
"I'm your boss, now, Saotome. You got that straight? You work for me."
The martial artist's repertoire of counter-moves flashed through 'his' mind. But she couldn't find the will to use any of them. She was overcome by his musk.
"On your knees," he said, using her pigtail to pull her down. Rather than resist in any way, the small girl got ahead of the hand to kneel almost voluntarily before him.
"Unzip me."
Her big eyes were level with his pants, so she knew just which one she was told to touch.
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Mon Sep 17 22:59:57 2007