Sex Demoness Ranko: Talking with the Tendos

Unending BE - episode 811700

"Tell us about your brother," Soun asked, the very instant that Ranko had managed to seat herself at the table. "My daughters are very eager to hear about him."

"Eager. Sure why not?" the one in the GI huffed, rolling her eyes.

"Oh, be quiet Akane," the one in the dark shirt and shorts said, elbowing Akane playfully. "Some of us are genuinely interested. What does he look like? How old is he? What are his interests?"

"So many questions!" Ranko smiled back, a well practised innocent an girlish smile which masked her true thoughts. Each of these three had been mentally undressed by the sex demoness in their midst, a being that had seen so many naked human forms that it could easily ascertain whatever anyone may look like beneath any number of layers of clothing. Her appraisal was saying only one thing: I like what I'm seeing. "Well, we're twins so we are the same age. Our faces are sort of similar, but mine is smaller and cuter! Girls seem to think he's handsome, if that's what you're looking for. A little taller than me, with jet black hair tied back in a ponytail. I'm shorter than him by about a head. He doesn't like talking about himself too much. His main interest is martial arts, and he likes to use it to show off and help people." He will also have quite the appreciation for sex by the end of the month -perhaps even the week - but Ranko thought better of saying anything about that. "You'll need to talk to him if you want much else. Um, I'm sorry, you didn't mention your names."

"Ah, nor we did," Soun scratched his chin. "That was rather rude of us, my apologies. I am Soun Tendo. This is Kasumi, age 19, Nabiki age 17 and Akane age 16. One of them will be your sister in law. Do you have any inkling which your brother would prefer?"

All of them. No, wait, that was her preferance. In which case the honest answer would have to be "I don't know. They're all very pretty, but I don't know them very well... Ah! How silly of me!" she clasped her hand to her mouth in faux shock. "I forgot to mention why I came in ahead!" she stuck her tongue out, winked and rapped her knuckle gently off the side of her head in a cutesy manner. "Silly me!"

She told them the truth, mostly. Not quite entirely, but mostly. She mentioned Jusenkyo, told them all about how the curse activates, mentioned that Ranma and Genma both fell into a spring. Where she differed from reality was more interesting. She didn't mention that Ranma didn't have a twin sister before visiting Jusenkyo. She didn't mention anything about the three of them being sex demonesses, certainly not. Instead she informed them that the two of them had simply fallen into the spring of drowned girl, and left it at that.

"Since it rained on our way here, they decided to send me on ahead to apologise for the delay. They were going to get some hot water, then come along when they'd changed back. They did not want to make a bad first impression, you understand."

The expressions on their faces told the story. Not a one of them believed her. Kasumi was being polite, and trying to pretend to believe, but the others had their skepticism shining right on through. After a moment where nothing was said, Soun broke into a big grin, and slapped Ranko on the back while laughing heartily.

"You take just after your father!" Soun belted out, laughing all the while. "He always knew how to tell a good yarn! Very amusing, yes."

"But, but it's true!" Ranko insisted. Honestly, she gave precisely no damns at all whether they believed her or not. The character she was playing to get them all to drop their guard, let her in nice and close so that she could seduce them without them even being aware of it... ah, now she would give a damn. "They turn into girls whenever they're splashed by cold water, and back into men when splashed with hot!"

"Pull the other one," Nabiki said, obviously not having the patience for this kind of thing.

"Nabiki! Can't you see you're upsetting her?" Akane interrupted. "Listen, Ranko? I'm not interested in marrying your brother or anything, but we can still be friends if that's okay with you."

It most certainly was. This was a key opening, finally unleashed by her assault upon them. Before long, Ranko would figure out the kinks and turn ons of each of the three girls. Then, she would use her shapeshifting abilities to seduce them into bed, and show them a world beyond their current, limited understanding. With their assistance, she would be better able to educate her new family.

The two of them were certainly taking their time getting that hot water, though. Never mind. It gave her more of an opportunity to probe and to test this family. Get to know them a little better, before getting to know them a lot better. Akane was showing her around. It seemed like a fairly simple enough house. A few modern appliances that Ranko hadn't quite adapted to yet, but she'd learn from them soon enough. More interesting was the smallish building out back, seperate from the main building itself though still on the grounds. A dojo. Ranko appraised the GI that Akane was wearing, and concluded that she must have been in the middle of a workout. The smell of her sweat wouldn't be noticable in this small quantity to a human nose, but Ranko's nose was much better attuned to the human condition by quite some considerable margin.

The interior was much as Ranko had expected. Pretty bare looking, more a wide open space where a number of people could easily train. There were a few bits of broken bricks and wooden tiles lying around, no doubt they had not the time to clean up quite yet.

"So, are you a martial artist too?"

"A little," Ranko replied. "It's not exactly my speciality." That would be blowing your mind with wave after wave of unending orgasms. "My brother is much stronger."

There had been the odd ocassion now and again where she had joined in their fights. It was rather obvious that her new body had retained some of its reflexes. After all, it was a form based in part on Ranma's. Ranko would have much rather been a lover than a fighter any day, but she was beginning to see the benefits of having access to the skills a well trained martial artist would possess. If confronted with a problem, Ranko would much prefer to flirt her way out of it. In the unlikely event that she couldn't, she could at least try to fight...

"Would you like to spar?" Akane asked. "I think we have some spare GIs, if you'd like to borrow one."

"No, thanks!" Ranko replied, sliding into a cutesy defensive position. "I'm good as is."

"Uh. That is a pretty short dress you're wearing."

"I'm used to fightingi n it. No big deal."

There were three reasons Ranko wanted this spar. The first was obvious enough. A good spar with Akane would help them become that much closer. The other two were perhaps not quite as clear. Ranko intended to test her skill level against a new opponent, to see where she truly measured up. But on top of that, there was another reason. Ranko's sweat contained a normally powerful pheromone. Currently it wasn't even at a single percent of its true power, but if she did manage to work up a good sweat, make Akane take deeper breaths to maintain the level of workout, keep in close grappling range... Well, it wouldn't have the more immediate effect that it normally would have but it would certainly set the youngest of the three well on their way into falling under her power.