Altered Histories 1/2: Desires and Dinner

Unending BE - episode 757844

She was the smartest person in the building by some considerable measure. Her ability to soak information and her devotion to facts and figures went far beyond that expected of any but the brightest of students, and she made even them a little jealous at her test scores.

Right now, one cold hardly imagine that was the case as Ami furiously masturbated with a look of utter mindless bliss cast on her face. She barely registered the sound of the door opening, or the angry footsteps that accompanied. At that very moment she was so near the relief she'd needed for hours that nothing else mattered. She allowed for no sound to escape her lips other than a slight whimper, anticipating above all else the ability to think clearly again.

"Th-this energy!" the teacher's voice said, passing into her conscious mind like a grain of sand working its way down an hourglass. "So much of it! This is incredible!"

Her eyes snapped back to focus, and she realised that the teacher was hurriedly approaching the stall she was in. Oh, this couldn't be happening! Not now! Even if she had the time to do so, she wouldn't be able to stop herself now if she tried. So close... So close!

"My goodness, what a naughty girl you are!" the teacher said. She should be more ashamed of herself for being caught like this, but there was a small part of her that liked that someone was looking. She fought it with what little willpower she had, before it fell before the pleasure that she was giving herself. "How interesting. Special girls like yourself give off so much energy when you do this... fascinating..."

"Ami!" yelled a blessed interruption. "Where are you?"

"What? Who in blazes are you supposed to be?!"

"I should be asking that! I've seen what you've done to those other students! You won't get away with this!"

"Oh yeah? And I suppose you're going to stop me? Good luck with that, seeing as how I have a hostage!"

Naru sat in her room, staring at her textbooks and trying to will herself to study. It wasn't easy, which was unusual for her given how hard she worked at her studies. Something was beginning to bother her a little, and for the life of her she couldn't make any sense of it.

"If you don't mind my asking, why are we talking about this in the hot spring?"

That question kept coming back to her mind again and again. It had made sense then. They were all stressed by the discovery, so she'd suggested that they should unwind in the hot spring and Mitsune had joked that they'd better take Keitaro along so they could continue the conversation, and then everybody just went with it. Like it was the most natural course of events in the world. Even when he had asked the question, she'd still thought nothing of it in the slightest. The freaky part was none of them did. Not even Motoko, who was more than just a little bit uptight about this sort of thing. Well, as uptight as a B-Girl got regarding sex, but that wasn't quite the point now was it?

And then there was her reaction to seeing him in the hot spring when they'd first met. She should have knocked him the hell out and interrogated him, but instead she'd willingly shown him her body and tried out an extreme version of Mitsune's "truth extraction" method. Why would she do that? It didn't make sense! And nor did the kiss she gave him "in exchange for his conversation with Shinobu", come to think! She'd just intended to help him keep his secret, not make out with him! And yet, at the time it all made perfect sense!

Her frown deepened. It was almost as if he was doing something to make her act and think differently when he was around. Could someone really have that sort of effect on a person? It just... it didn't seem possible!

"Akane! Ranma! Dinner!"

The two of them marched out of the dojo, discussing amongst themselves the fine art of body language seduction and comparing notes. Ranma seemed to be rather a good student when she found a subject of interest, though Kasumi was a little puzzled about why someone like Ranma would be interested in learning the subtler points of making boys drool even more after her impossible to resist body. How curious.

She turned to watch Nabiki walking downstairs, and raised an eyebrow in interest at her sister's state. She was... dishevelled was probably the best word to use. Half dressed, and seemingly incapable of keeping herself steady. Her steps were slow and punctuated with a content sigh that accompanied every movement. On seeing her reach the bottom step, Kasumi could take no more and carried her little sister over to the dining area. It was a little bit awkward seeing her moan in an obvious attempt to refrain from climaxing there and then, but what on earth did Ranma do to make her little sister feel so sensitive? It was odd enough seeing Akane have to crawl into bed last night, but to see Nabiki like this... She had already known from no less than two seperate experiences that Ranma was a very talented lover, but to leave the two of them in this state... well, it was rather remarkable, really.

"You didn't mention what happened with Kuno," Akane said as Kasumi eagerly watched Ranma down some of the delicious dinner made especially for him.

"Yes, boy!" Genma roared, patting his, er, "daughter" on the back. "Tell us how you destroyed this supposed rival for your fiancee's affections!"

"Uh... Let's just say I don't think he'll be hassling you anymore Akane," she said, inhaling some more specially treated meat and beginning to fan herself even though it was a cool evening.

"Wrong," Nabiki sung, staring off into empty space. "Kuno's an idiot. He's after both of you." She giggled and took a mouthful of food without breaking her expression. It looked almost like a stiff breeze could push Nabiki over, and she'd be content to just lie where she fell until the world came to an end. This time, as Ranma drew more of the food into his mouth Kasumi's smile was more concerned than pleased. If he could do that to Nabiki before dinnertime, and she was to spend the night with him...

Ranma began to squirm in place, either out of embarasment or - more likely - the food was beginning to have an effect on her. What sort of effects was it supposed to have on girls anyway? "Hold on, wait," Akane said. "That wasn't a challenge, it was..."

"A confession!" Ranma almost spat out. "Ugh, dammit! I'm going to have nightmares about that now. Man, it's kinda... kinda warm tonight, isn't it?"

A few funny looks were shot Ranma's way at that, and by now Kasumi was beginning to sweat a little as Ranma ate yet another three mouthfulls in the blink of an eye. Her imagination was now running riot, and for the first time in her life she felt a little intimidated by what was due to come later tonight. Over and over and over again.

"So, do you want to kick his ass tomorrow instead of me?"

"Sure, you bet! Bastard has it coming if he's after both of us at the same time... not that I'd give a creep like him the time of day anyway!"

Maybe she was just letting her imagination run away Maybe it wouldn't be quite as bad - no, the word she wanted here was good - as she was thinking it would be. Maybe Nabiki and Akane would wear Ranma out before even a foot was set inside her room that night.

As Ranma left the table she thanked Kasumi for the meal and returned to the dojo with Akane, this time discussing the means by which to inflict maximised pain upon a certain idiot. Worryingly, there was a slight hint of a girlish swish in Ranma's step. Even more worryingly, in the only voluntary head movement she'd made in the last five minutes not related to eating or talking, Nabiki tilted her head and licked her lips as she rather obviously stared at Ranma's behind.

Tonight was going to be a long, hard night. In more ways than one.

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Lumitiel(I have those bookmarked, and will work on them as time and inspiration permits. It might be of use to contact me so we can discuss them in more detail. email address is lumitiel[at]gmail[dot]com)

Fri Nov 12 01:47:43 2010

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