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I make no aspirations that this anything other than a gratuitous OOC-PWP (Plot? What Plot?) lemon, which is all it is intended to be. It has all the redeeming qualities typical of hardcore porn. If you thought Problems With Getting Off and Broadening Horizons were over the top, let me assure you this pole-vaults itself over them. So, after having been warned, if you still feel up to it, continue on at your own risk.

Obviously this is NOT an official continuation of the Shampoo 1/2 story. It plays off the alternate universe created by Jim Bader's Realties series that involved that story. This takes place several weeks after Broadening Horizons.

Now some of the earlier generation get to play. ^_^

-Lemon Warning-

"You sure you guys are going to be fine?" Shampoo asked the duo in front of her, standing on the porch front of the Kuonji residence.

Ranma waved his hand dismissively. "Yeah. No problem. Megumi probably has some twenty-four hour bug. We'll swing down by the beach house tomorrow and things can get started properly then.

"You four have fun." Ukyou said from her position next to Ranma.

"Oh, we will," Ai looked around to see that Silver and Yuriko were on the far side of the mini-van embroiled in a deep conversation. "You'd better believe we will," she purred seductively, casting a meaningful glance to Shampoo, and patting her daintily on her bottom.

Shampoo shifted slightly uncomfortably at the sign of affection, especially in front of her own beloved husband and Ai's own romantic partner. It wasn't an unexpected gesture, Ai was always like that to some degree or other, but it was during the annual beach vacation that she really cut loose. With permission from the other parties involved, of course.

Ukyou slid a hand around Ranma's waist. "Go ahead and get started without us. When we come by tomorrow, we'll pick up where everyone left off."

Ranma laughed a bit nervously, making the other three smile. Despite all they had done over the last few years, and his own cockiness at his prowess, he still acted reserved from time to time. Shampoo was willing to bet Ukyou would get him to relax within minutes of the two of them being alone. Once they took care of the ill Megumi.

Ai looked the scene over. Everyone stood in front of her and Ukyou's small and modest home. It was here they had gathered in order to ship both families on the annual Saotome/Kuonji vacation. It had been that way for twelve years now, ever since Ukyou had won a five-day trip for four to a secluded beach near Kyoto. Since she and Ai had stayed in contact, and were closest to, the Saotomes, they seemed the natural choice to invite along. Leaving the children behind with relatives, the quartet ended up having such a fun time together that they had made a vow to reunite at the same time and same place every year and enjoy one another's company. With only one exception — when the Saotomes had been deeply involved in a quest and lacked the ability to return to civilization for a number of months — they had done so. Every year had been enjoyable, the four basking in one another's attention, letting the worries of the world fall away, or at least keeping them at bay, for the duration of three days. It was like a slice of Heaven. Everything always went well during those times, which was surprising given the interesting lives they lived. It almost became a ritual and an event everyone looked forward to. Then, six years ago, things had irrevocably changed.

Ai remembered it well. She and Ukyou, as much as they loved one another, had fallen into something of a sexual malaise. It wasn't that the sex was bad, but it had become predictable. It was not boring, just not exciting. Nothing they tried to spice things up worked. Role playing, a wider variety of toys, surprising one another in compromising situations, nothing ever added the zest that was present in years past. Ai had wished there was still more Instant Nannichuan to use on herself to but an interesting spin on things (Ukyou had tried it once early on. The experiment had lasted all of five seconds as, upon discovering what her new equipment entailed, the chef freaked and dove for some hot water, saying she would sooner die than try that again,) but there was no more to be had. Ai had used up their limited supply over the course of her and Ukyou conceiving the two wonderful children they had. With the source of the powder dried up, they were left with the genders they had been brought into this world with.

It was a pity too, because Ai was fairly certain Ukyou really would have gotten fired up over some real dick. Despite Ai's male form's reduced equipment, Ukyou had always gotten excited about it. Ai had long since acknowledged that if Ukyou had to choose between looking at a guy and a girl, she would always check out the guy first. Ai had no doubts she was the one Ukyou loved with all her heart, but outside of that she preferred guys over girls. It was just a characteristic of her partner that Ai had learned to live with, and she had gotten over any recrimination about it before Yuriko had been born.

But that did little to solve their problems: love, but with lackluster sex. And then vacation time came along. The duo was still a bit down when they met with the Saotomes and journeyed to the shore, but upon arriving there, things took a turn for the better.

Once at the actual beach, both Shampoo and Ranma took on their cursed forms, long since resolving to themselves it was an exercise in futility to try to avoid cold water when next to an ocean. The two had gotten back from a modeling shoot (which they would do to earn extra cash, their agent Nabiki taking 'only' 40% of the profits). Ai had to admit, the duo were still quite the pair. Just below super-model good looking, Nabiki had little problems finding them work that paid well. Ukyou kept a scrapbook of the duo in what advertisements she spotted them in. Part of it was simply thinking it was neat to be on a first name basis with people that were 'famous', but Ai could tell Ukyou was fairly attracted to the pair, mostly Ranma. Not that Ai blamed her; she thought they were a hot couple as well, Shampoo having a slight edge over the roguish charm of Ranma, but during moments of weakness Ai would feel the tiniest pangs of jealousy that her partner could be interested in even a vague way with someone else.

Ai remembered that day at the beach well as both she and Ukyou gazed upon the Saotomes. The shoot had been in Rio de Janeiro, and apparently they had posed in swimsuits, as both were already a healthy bronze from their time spent in the sun. They had also apparently been allowed to keep at least some of the swimsuits they modeled. Ranma-chan had worn a tight little number: a hot pink, skimpy bikini that hugged her outstanding martial arts honed body in all the right places. Both her and Ukyou's eyes had been riveted to Ranma-chan's impressive bouncing assets as she frolicked around the beach without the slightest bit of modesty. Ukyou's eyes especially seemed attached to Ranma-chan's tight little ass as she wiggled it around. Ai even allowed herself the fantasy of the two of them ripping that bikini off and tonguing the hot little redhead's pussy and ass at the same time.

And then there was Shampoo-kun, a walking hunk if ever there was one. Men's swimwear wasn't as appealing as women's but this was an exception. A tight pair of black trunks made out of Laurival, which became almost translucent when immersed in water. Ai felt her loins grow moist every time he strutted that huge hunk of meat between his legs past them. Both she and Ukyou strained to see more when he drew near. It was a torturous kind of teasing. Again Ai fantasized, this time about pulling off her swimsuit and spreading her legs so Shampoo-kun would remove his own trunks and bury that long shaft into her pussy. It had been years since she had a real cock between her legs, and she missed the feeling. Dildos and vibrators were fun and could last a hell of a lot longer, but they were differences between those and a real flesh and blood prick pulsing in and out between her lower pair of lips. Having Ukyou sitting on her face as her pussy was pounded by the stud would have made it perfect.

After they retired from the beach and had a private moment, Ai was surprised as her partner all but attacked her the moment they got to their room. Surprise gave way to mutual arousal, and the two went into a 'sixty-nine' and ate each other out with an enthusiasm that had been absent for years. After the quick rugmunching was over. The cuddled in one another's arms.

"That was wonderful," Ukyou cooed.

Seeing her lover so delighted made what Ai was going to suggest easier. She had known damn well why Ukyou had acted so starved for attention; it was the same reason Ai had been in a similar state. "I think we should swap partners for the weekend."

"What?!" Ukyou had all but shouted.

Ai reached over and tweaked a nipple hard. It was a little move she had learned to do to gain her mate's attention when Ukyou was being unreasonable and threatening to fly off the handle. She rarely used it, but when she did, it was a sign she was being completely serious. Ukyou was left holding her breast gingerly and scowling, but also listening.

Ai gave a dead serious look to her lover. "You know as well as I do the sex between us has been tame no matter what we do. But what we just did was hotter than anything we've done for months, and you know damn well why that was."

"Maybe," Ukyou said hesitantly.

It figured. Even after all the years and the things they had done, it was up to Ai to take the initiative. "We both love each other and would never abandon one another for anything."

"Of course." It was said as naturally as though Ai had stated the sun would rise in the morning.

"And I want you to know pleasure as well, but let's face facts, we've been pretty blasé about things lately. But now we have something that could spice things up."

"But swapping partners is such a big risk," Ukyou protested.

Ai smiled. Her woman had accepted the idea, and that was the first step. Only getting rid of the arguments against it remained. "I know you like Ranma. I know you're attracted to him."

"Maybe a little," Ukyou conceded, but quickly added, "But it's not like the love I feel for you."

She gave Ukyou a kiss. "I know. That's the only reason I suggested this. I know you'd never leave me any more than I would leave you. And we both know for a fact that neither Ranma nor Shampoo would ever leave one another either."

Ukyou nodded her head. "Not as close as they are and after everything they've been through. No way."

"Right," Ai said in confirmation. "We've been together for ten years, and from a sexual standpoint, things have gotten boring. I wish they hadn't but they have. But today was different because we were checking out two beautiful people we care about. We were both turned on by them, and subsequently gave that arousal back to each other."

"Yeah. I saw the way you were checking them out."

"And I saw how you were staring at them, too. I thought your eyes were glued to Ranma's ass, not that I blame you. It's almost as pretty as yours." She caressed her bottom in affirmation.

Ukyou blushed. Ai thought it was the first time her partner had done that in a year. This was definitely the right course of action to take.

Ai continued, "So all I'm suggesting is we improve our bond with the people we're closest to in the world. We've already shared just about everything else. I don't think it's so absurd to be willing to share our bodies as well. It'll be about sex, not love. Maybe caring, but definitely not love. We're all adults here. I think if they're amicable to the idea, we can end up having a good time."

Conflict raged across Ukyou's feature for almost a minute before she seemed to resolve herself. "I think you might be right. But only as long as you're sharing in the experience as well. I'd never cheat on you. I want this to be something that both of us will enjoy."

Ai nodded her head. "That's the only reason I even suggested it. I want this to improve our sex life together. There's nothing I'd love more than us double-teaming them one at a time so we'll be together, even if we're working on someone else. I think after this we're going to discover that we've still got that fire in bed with each other. It's just a change of pace we need to get us started."

"Then how should we go about seducing them?"

"I've got some ideas," Ai said with a shrewd look in her eye. "Shampoo's definitely the more adventurous, so we'll give her the idea and see if she can convince Ranma, with some help by us."

Ukyou giggled in return. "Darn right. We're the perfect team. And I think I got some idea of what might work on Ranchan."

And she had. It turned out that the Saotomes had been relatively easy to seduce. It took a half hour for the pair talking with Shampoo to convince her it would help add to her own sex life and enhance it with Ranma. In Ranma's case, Ukyou convinced him that it was going to help her and Ai over a rough spot in their own relationship.

And so had begun a weekend of debauchery that still made Ai tingly. They had done everything they could think of, restraint a forgotten word in that tangle of bodies and sweaty flesh. Ai learned some of the delicious possibilities involved with two people that had sex changing curses, and it almost made her wish she had one of her own. The only thing Ai had been sorry about was that they didn't have a whole week though they did take an extra day off before everyone became exhausted and they reluctantly called it quits, though they had made a solemn vow to put on a repeat performance next year.

Seeing Ukyou's beatific smile afterwards made it all worthwhile. The actual sex was a close second to making her mate happy once again. And it had the desired effect of firing up the sex life of the pair as though they were first getting together again. The malaise had disappeared for good, and the annual get-togethers ensured it stayed away. It was no holds barred sex for three days, before the quartet returned to the 'normal' world.

The only downside was that both families' daughters had wanted to come along last year. Ai had been against the idea, but Ukyou and Yuriko had been getting into increasingly bad arguments, and the idea that Yuriko wanted to do something, anything, with her mother had been too good for the family to pass up. Likewise Silver was definitely a 'Daddy's little girl' and Ranma had been unable to say no to her. So the kids were brought in tow.

It had proven somewhat difficult to find the time to get some action, but the adults had quickly learned that the children pretty much wanted to stray out of sight and go out on their own, leaving the adults to their own devices. That, and going out in pairs and threes, leaving the loser of 'Rock, Paper, Scissors' to keep an eye on the kids, had gotten their respective itches scratched. Evenings were easier, since Ukyou had been able to whip up a 'special' okonomiyaki for dinner that had kept the girls as unconscious as if they had been loaded up with a case of sedatives.

But this year was off to something of a bad start with Megumi getting sick at the last minute and Ukyou and Ranma staying behind to care for her. Of course, there were other possibilities as well. Ranma was Ukyou's favorite, always going for a roll with him first at the start of vacation. That suited Ai just fine, as that meant she had Shampoo's attention all to herself. Ranma's cock was only normal sized, though a bit thick around. It was Shampoo-kun's rod that was the real prize. Even with Ai's extensive sexual experience she had only seen one (outside of a porn tape) built larger than that, and it had belonged to someone nowhere near as built as Shampoo-kun's hard body. She loved accepting that monster into her soft folds of flesh, and he had a tendency to really play rough, which really turned Ai on. It wasn't painful or anything like that, just that it was more quick and hungry than slow and sensual. With his larger body and superior strength, it made surrendering to him easy and especially enjoyable as he used her body to get himself off, though not until Ai had several orgasms of her own.

And now Ai was going to have all that attention directed solely at herself. She got wet just thinking about it. All she had to do was figure out how to ditch the kids, which probably wouldn't be a problem. Given how they usually behaved, she figured she'd have to chain them to her wrist to keep them from running off.

Farewells were given once again, Ai feeling a pang of regret as Megumi got out of her sickbed long enough to wave good bye. For a moment, her own 'mothering' nature made her want to stay with her sick daughter, but there was little need for that. Ukyou had the situation well in hand, and it was only some sort of virus. Nothing serious. It probably was the latest twenty-four hour bug making its rounds, its timing just being bad.

Ai hopped into the driver's seat of the vehicle, Shampoo riding shotgun, while Silver and Yuriko hopped in the backseat. They drove off, Ai going slightly over the speed limit in order to arrive at the beach all the sooner.

Small talk was exchanged among the quarter initially, but things shifted down as Yuriko and Silver began talking to themselves while Shampoo kept her attention on Ai. Almost as soon as their respective partners were out of sight, the older women's attention became directed solely towards one another. They had no reason to feel guilty, both Ranma and Ukyou had given their permission to start without them. Probably as soon as Megumi went to sleep, Ranma and Ukyou would be banging each other without a second thought.

Ai increased the speed of the vehicle.

The hungry looks Shampoo was giving her aroused Ai. She wondered if the Saotomes had gone without sex for a week in order to really raise their ardor like they had in previous years. Upon learning that Saotomes did this, Ukyou and Ai had tried to do likewise. Going on a 'fast' had served to get them as fired up as ever in their lives. If that was the case this year, it might take a miracle of her and Shampoo to not rip off each other's clothing as soon as they arrived. Perhaps they could use the excuse that they were 'changing clothes' in order to get a quick fuck to cool them off.

The trip was going to be hell if Ai didn't divert her attention from Shampoo and what was to come. She adjusted the rear view mirror to look in the back seat where the two girls were sitting. She smiled as she saw Yuriko and Silver chatting casually to one another. Now that she thought about it, she'd wager the girls would take care of things and go off on their own. She wondered what excuse they would give, though Ai was certain she knew what the real reason would be.

Yuriko's last few rebellious teenage years had been an ordeal for all involved. No matter how much more accepted homosexuality was than when Ai had been Yuriko's age, things still had a long way to go. That Yuriko had two mothers, a topic of gossip throughout school, made things difficult on top of the normal hell that adolescence brought. Yuriko had openly declared herself completely straight, which suited Ai and Ukyou just fine. But for some odd reason, Yuriko seemed to think the duo would protest her heterosexuality. And then there was the personality clash between mother and daughter. Ukyou was the more restrictive parent, and Yuriko seemed to perceive that as grounds for making them enemies. Ukyou fought back of course, Ai backing her most of the time since she was usually right, and frankly, Yuriko behaved like a typical know-it-all teenager that made Ai want to strangle her sometimes. She could be as bad as Ranma had been at that age. It made for some tumultuous times in the Kuonji household.

For a while, things were like a war zone, but then Silver Saotome had returned from an extended training journey, and she and Yuriko began hanging out together. It was curious, since the relationship with Silver was a very antagonistic one at times, mostly on Yuriko's part (though to hear her talk it was as though Silver was to blame for every wrong that had happened since she was four) Silver didn't make things easy. She had twice her parents' cockiness and was never ashamed to admit it. She was a flirt in either form, and it seemed to drive Yuriko to distraction, sometimes violently, but Silver took it in stride, at the worst acting confused at her best friend's behavior. Typical Saotome blindness there, but it was cute, so long as Yuriko didn't step over a line. Silver was a hard girl to anger, but once there, her wrath was a terrible thing to behold. Still, Silver was more protective of Yuriko than anything else, which eased Ai's mind to no end.

On the home front things steadily improved, for which Ai was immensely grateful. The anger directed at Silver seemed to drain all the rest from Yuriko. She became less rebellious, and she and Ukyou had actual started to have normal relations with one another again. The house became increasingly peaceful. It was especially true within the last several months. Initially, Ai began to suspect the reason might have been Yuriko finally getting laid. Suddenly she was more concerned about appearance and men and had less energy and time, all trademarks of getting some action from someone. Ai's money was wagered on the lucky Ryo Hibiki, whom she knew Yuriko had a crush on. She cared little for either of the youth's parents. Remembering the duel with Ryouga to win Ukyou's heart soured her emotions, and she was just outright jealous of Kyoko, who was more attractive than Ukyou, Ai, and the Saotomes combined. She still couldn't believe the ditz had not only been elected the most beautiful woman in Japan four years in a row, but had won each in a landslide. But Ryo was a good enough boy, and Ai had some measure of revenge in that he seemed almost ashamed of his parents being famous. It put him in a difficult spot similar to Yuriko's own awkward heritage.

But a couple of weeks ago, Ai was surprised to learn Yuriko had started dating Akira Tendou. Even Ai would admit the boy was a prize catch for any woman, and she knew enough of his reputation that no one landed him. Their dates frequently ended very late at night, and Ai thought she knew why, and smiled. She would have labeled her daughter a fool for not trying to sleep with such a stud. Most women were lucky if they managed to date even one such hunk in their lifetime. And when Yuriko returned from those later night dates, she had the look of one that had just experienced some seriously good sex. It reminded Ai of the early days of herself and Ukyou.

But then Ai stumbled on at least part of the truth. In hindsight, she supposed it shouldn't have been a shock. Silver and Yuriko had always been close, and there were times when Yuriko's complaints about Silver's carousing sounded more like concern over a lack of attention rather than anything Silver did to upset her. And the cursed offspring could turn back and forth between sexes practically at will. For all of Yuriko's vocal assertions of heterosexuality, someone as hot as Silver could call that into question, since she blurred the lines so effectively.

Ai discovered the truth of the matter little more than a week ago. Ukyou and Yuriko had gone out shopping for some supplies for the restaurant, leaving Ai alone with Megumi. She had just started cleaning the house when she heard a sound coming from Yuriko's room. She entered and saw Megumi searching through her older sister's closet. Apparently Yuriko had given her permission to borrow an outfit, though the furtive way Megumi said that called its truth into question. Ai cast a suspicious glare towards Megumi as she grabbed one of the outfits and excused herself, saying she was going out with some friends. Ai let it slide. There was almost no friction between the sisters, and the worst thing Yuriko would do was admonish Megumi for taking what wasn't hers.

Just as Ai was about to leave the bedroom, she spotted an unmarked recording videodisk sticking out from under Yuriko's bed, as though it had been shoved under there in a hurry. The proper and respectful thing to do would have been to ignore the disc and leave the room, but Ai was bored and, to be quite honest, neither particularly proper or respectful. She decided to indulge her curiosity as to what sort of recording her oldest daughter would leave unmarked and nearly hidden under her bed.

Alone in the house, Ai went up to her and Ukyou's bedroom. She closed the door, threw the disc in the video player, and lay back on her bed to watch.

The first thing that popped up on the screen was the sight of two naked people fucking up a storm. Not surprised in the least that her daughter had rented some porn, Ai decided to watch and see what tastes her daughter might have.

It was clearly an amateur job with only one stationary camera and low quality film. The scene it showed was a rear view shot. It was the backside of some guy pounding away at some woman's pussy as she took it doggie style on a bed. Ai could see the man was definitely well built, the camera angle showing almost up to his shoulders. He was broad and with sizable muscles, not chiseled like a body builder's, nor as huge as a power-lifter's, though. He had a damn cute ass, nice and tight, just the way Ai liked them. But the most noticeable feature was his cock. He was nearly withdrawing its entirety from the mewling girl he was pounding away on, and Ai got an idea of how big he was: Damn Big. It was only slightly shorter and not quite as large around as Shampoo-kun's. Ai liked her cock that way too. No wonder the girl was squealing with that meat sliding back and forth in her pussy. Ai began to follow along, removing her clothes and playing with her own cunt, darting her fingers along her outer lips while she watched.

Little could be seen of the girl. Every time the guy pulled back, Ai could get a good view of most of the behind. They were two nicely tanned globes that for some odd reason had streaks of red on them. They were on the large side, but neither out of shape nor too voluptuous. Ai's butt used to be like that fifteen years ago, before adulthood took away the lean and mean shape of her late teens and early twenties forever. And the girl's pussy was nice and tight too, as evidenced by the way her cunt gripped the large cock plunging in and out of it repeatedly, making a wet sound as it slid back and forth and the ring of muscles kept clinging to the shaft.

Ai's moans were starting to get in tune with the woman's when the man abruptly pulled out, abandoning the girl's puffy red lips, which were glistening with moisture.

"Put it back in," the girl pleaded, and Ai's heart stopped as she stopped playing with herself. She recognized the voice, having heard it continuously for the last seventeen years as it slowly became deeper with the onset of womanhood. Now this was a shock. Here Ai was, becoming aroused as she watched her oldest daughter getting mounted like a dog in heat.

Yuriko's partner came into view, surprising Ai yet again. So it had been Silver-kun who was working her daughter over and leaving her begging for more. Of course, looking at how hot the Saotome offspring was, Ai probably would have done the same thing at that age. Silver-kun's male visage was closer to Ranma's, but definitely more handsome. His body was larger, with several more kilos than Ranma's had had in his youth. But the cock was all Shampoo-kun's. The boy/girl was an even bigger hunk outside of his clothing than he was in it. All in all, it was a package that Ai could easily see her daughter desiring and being happy to screw without a care in the world.

As to Yuriko's own form, seeing it in its current state was a complete shock. Ai had seen her daughter's nude body before on those handfuls of occasions where they went to the public baths together. She marveled at how well developed Yuriko had come along, definitely taking after her 'father' more than her mother. Top heavy and with long blonde hair, she drew men's stares the way Ai had at that age. But never had she seen her daughter like this, recently fucked and longing for more. Ai silently wondered if she had ever looked that way in her own rambunctious youth.

Silver-kun sat on the edge of the bed, facing the camera. He then roughly pulled Yuriko from her doggie position and across his lap, the tip of his purple dick touching her stomach. As he dragged Yuriko over, Ai saw that her daughter's hands had been bound behind her back with a black silk scarf. Bondage. Another surprise. Yuriko hadn't seemed the type to be that kinky.

Yuriko began protesting as she ended up across Silver-kun's lap. Immediately she began struggling, "No, no! No more spanking!"

So that explained the red buttocks. Ai watched as a look of consternation crossed Silver-kun's features. Ai had been in these sorts of situations before, and knew what was about to come. Perhaps she should have felt some sort of protectiveness for Yuriko, but for some peculiar reason she didn't. She wasn't sure why. Perhaps it was the trust she had in Silver-kun to not truly abuse someone so close to him. Or perhaps it was because she suspected that Yuriko had been naughty and deserved to be punished. Ai had no illusions concerning her daughter. Yuriko was the type to push her luck until the consequences were shoved back in her face. Perhaps she had finally pushed her friend too far and was now on the receiving end instead of the giving. From the way Yuriko was begging to get screwed, and the fact she was probably strong enough to tear her bonds if she had to, it seemed obvious this was consensual, even if Yuriko would openly deny it. Ai decided to lay back and watch to see how events had unfolded.

"It's for your own good," Silver-kun told her as he placed one arm around Yuriko's mid-section, steadying her wiggling form. One of her breasts was mashed against his leg while the other hung free. Eventually he freed the breast and moved her forward enough so that her head was drooping over the floor while her legs had almost no leverage with which to push off.

"I'm beginning to wonder if you have a learning impediment, Yu-chan." A hand cracked hard across her backside, echoing in the room and causing Yuriko to squeal in pain.

Ai flinched slightly. That had been one with some force behind. Not all that Saotome could muster, but nor was it meant to simply arouse. Definitely a curious situation.

A second and third joined it, each making Yuriko screech. After the third was delivered, Silver-kun said in a stern voice, "How many times do I have to tell you? You don't get to say 'no' when you're being punished."

"Fuck you!"

That got her another hard smack. "No, I tell you when you're going to be fucked, and with that attitude, it's going to be never." He smacked her butt again, already turning the cheeks a cherry red. His dick remained rock hard as the tip danced against her gyrating stomach.

"I… I don't want to be spanked!" she pleaded.

Silver-kun gave her a tired look. "Well, you should have thought of that before you were bad. And you certainly should have thought of that before you told me 'No' for the third time. Now we have to start from scratch. Pay attention!" he swatted her backside again.

"A… all right," Yuriko reluctantly said, a tear streaming down one cheek.

He looked directly into the camera. "You're being punished for sticking your nose in where it doesn't belong—" He returned his attention to her butt and smacked it again, causing it to jiggle despite the solid muscle tone. "—Repeatedly."

"I was just curious!" the bound girl pleaded.

"No talking back!" Silver-kun swatted her again.

A smile spread across Ai's features. Yuriko's own martial artist resilience would keep the blows from doing any real damage, but they had to hurt like hell. Ai fondled her breasts and plunged her fingers to the second knuckle into her pussy as she watched the stern treatment her daughter was receiving. The accusation was easy to believe. Ai and Ukyou both had to punish Yuriko many times when she was a child for sticking her nose in where it didn't belong. But it never seemed to help. It had become a bad habit both parents wished she would break, but having little success with. It was also typical Yuriko in denying she had done anything wrong when it was painfully obvious she had. Maybe she would learn this time. She had finally stopped trying to escape. Maybe she would listen.

"First there was the time you snooped on Hina-chan and me."

The loud smack filled the room. Silver-kun waited a moment, closely observing the girl spread across his lap. More tears joined Yuriko's first one, but she remained silent and unmoving.

"I decided to go easy on you and secured your silence though less—" *Smack* "—drastic means. You said you were sorry then."

"I was," Yuriko insisted.

"Oh, were you now?" Silver-kun's voice took on an almost menacing tone. "But then you did it again in the car on the way to the beach when I was giving Akira head."

"I was trapped in the car. I had nowhere else to go—OW!"

Yet another smack was applied to her abused cheeks. "You pretended you were asleep. I checked beforehand."

"I did, I did!" Yuriko said before that hand met her bottom again.

Ai watched her daughter's reaction. Better, but not good enough yet. It was just a step in the right direction.

Silver-kun seemed to agree. "You were stuck in the car, which was why I was willing to let it slide. But then later on you sneaked to where Akira and I were having a private conversation while we were taking a leak."

"I… I did," Yuriko admitted shamefacedly.

Silver-kun's hand met her buttocks again.

"I said I did it!" Yuriko shouted through more tears.

"Which is why you were only smacked once instead of twice," Silver-kun told her. "And even then, I was willing to let that slide because we had such a good time at the beach. But then you went and did it another time and tried following me and Akira to Dockside."

Ai stopped playing with herself upon hearing that. Dockside was one of the worst places in Tokyo for anyone to wander into. One of the worst places in all of Japan. Honest people avoided it like the plague. It was one of the seedy undersides to the city where criminals of every type gathered. Practically every other building had some illegal activity going on. Gambling parlors, drug dens, whorehouses, smuggling operations, and even worse went on in that section of the city. Even the police had stopped launching raids on the area, since it never did any good and was a risky proposition with the more violent elements there. Rumor said there was an unspoken truce between the government and criminals that so long as Dockside's illegal activities kept from spilling out of the area, the police would leave them unmolested. It was a rumor, but one easy to believe. Ai was concerned as to why Akira and Silver had gone there, but was more worry about the safety of her own daughter.

The dangers of the situation still seemed to be lost on Yuriko. "But you went there."

Another hard smack was applied to her bottom. It turned in even deeper shade of red. Ai noted Silver-kun was holding back even less. He was now genuinely angry. "Akira and I can take care of ourselves better than you can! Look what happened when you tried going it alone!"

"I… I can handle myself."

"You were chained up and about to get thrown onto a ship that was going out to sea!" *Smack* "You're just lucky I felt something was wrong and decided to investigate."

Silver-kun seemed to become even angrier, though Ai noted there was unmistakably concern laced with an edge of panic there as well.

Silver-kun continued. "That was Yusaki Onimaru who nabbed you!" *Smack* "That Burning Hand technique of his hurt like hell!" *Smack*

"I'm sorry you got hurt," Yuriko said through the tears she was openly crying.

"Not half of sorry as I was treating those burns. And you had no idea who he really was. He was a slaver, you idiot! Did you know he worked for Madame Lao?!" *Smack* "Even my old man doesn't want anything to do with that powerful bitch!"

Hearing that, Ai hit the pause button. That surprised her, and not in a good way. One did not mess with slavers, especially when they were as attractive as Yuriko. One never messed with Lao. Ever. She had heard the stories from Ranma and Shampoo. Lao was one of the few people Ranma showed a healthy respect for at all times. From what she understood, Lao felt the same way.

For a moment Ai felt like tracking her daughter down and punishing the girl herself. But then she regained some semblance of control over her maternal instincts. Silver had saved the day, and her whatever danger her daughter had been in had passed. And from all appearances, Silver had taken the punishment matter into her own hands. Perhaps she could let it slide, especially if it seemed Yuriko had learned her lesson.

Still somewhat uneasy, Ai started the video back up. She watched as her daughter's red-rimmed eyes widened at that declaration. "I… I didn't know."

The gesture seemed lost on Silver-kun as he continued. "No, you didn't. You just plunged headlong into trouble without regard for the consequences! *Smack*. Do you know what would have happened if I hadn't found you when I did?!" *Smack*. "Do you know how many strings Akira would have had to pull to get me connected with Lao?! *Smack* "Do you know what I would have had to do to get the kind of money needed to buy you back?!" *Smack* "And that's assuming she would have been willing to part with you! If not, the Gods only know what I would have had to go through to rescue you! *Smack*

Even through the continued abuse her bottom, Yuriko seemed shocked at the declaration. She bent her head behind her as far as it could go so she could look Silver-kun in the eye. Sniffling, she said, "Y… You would have rescued me?"

Silver-kun's hand stopped at the height of its swing. He let out an exasperated sigh, and rested his hand on the red buttocks. With the other he gently cradled Yuriko's chin. He wiped some of the tears with his finger, then gave a look of affection that almost hurt Ai to see. With a voice laden with caring, he said, "You're so stupid, Yu-chan. Of course I would. I'd never leave you in any trouble, no matter how bad it is or what risks involved are. I love you. I'd do anything to keep you from being hurt. And that's why I have to do this. There can't be a next time, because the next time I might not be there to haul your ass out of trouble."

Ai watched as the emotions on Yuriko's features seemed to shift. She went from a crying mass of denial, to a hardened stoicism. Ai recognized the firmness to her daughter's jaw as a sign of acceptance and resolve. Signs she had seen displayed far too infrequently as a parent.

Silver-kun raised his hand again. This time Yuriko didn't seem afraid. She accepted the smacks as his hand met her tender flesh, wincing only slightly as the sound of flesh meeting flesh rang in the room. After the third smack, the hand stopped descending.

"What's with the silent treatment?" There was the faintest hint of hope in his voice.

Yuriko stared forward as she softly said. "I deserve this. I was wrong. I—"

"Look at the camera," Silver-kun ordered.

Yuriko did so. Ai had the disturbing feeling it was almost as if she was the one being told this 'confession'.

Yuriko repeated, "I deserve this. I was wrong. I should have respected your privacy. Instead, because I was stupid and tried to follow you, I got captured by some bad people. My carelessness placed your life in danger and you were hurt. I should be punished. I was a bad girl." she sounded like a little child rather than a teenager. She stared forward again, ready to receive the rest of punishment.

Instead Silver-kun flipped her over, raising her up so she was sitting across his lap. He put one of his hands behind her head and brought her mouth forward to his, bringing their lips together. Yuriko's eyes widened in surprise, then they half-closed as she savored the taste of his mouth. Their tongues intertwined, and Yuriko's mouth increasingly sought Silver-kun's. Even when the boy pulled his head back to break off the kiss, Yuriko tried to follow with her own. Had her hands not been bound, she might have done so. Instead she was left to whimper for further attention.

Silver-kun saw the look of curiosity and hunger in her eyes. He explained, "I was only punishing you until you admitted you were wrong. This could have been resolved a whole lot earlier if you'd just have owed up to what you did, and this cute ass of yours wouldn't be hurting like it is." He handled it gently.

Despite the gentleness, Yuriko winced. She rested her weary head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I can't seem to admit when I'm wrong."

"I know the feeling," Silver-kun said, still handling her gently. "Just promise me you'll clean up your act and quit being sneaky and trying to go places where you don't belong."

"I promise to try my best," Yuriko said sincerely.

Silver-kun smiled. He began fondling Yuriko's breast, eliciting a moan. "That's all can I hope for. Now that we've got the punishment out of the way, we'll discuss the… reward for your admitting your guilt."

Rather than being angry, Ai silently applauded Silver-kun's treatment of her daughter. It was rare to get just the right mix of firmness and affection. Maybe Yuriko would finally learn how to behave properly when placed in such a firm lover's hand. For a while now, Ai had become aware of the submissive streak in her daughter, though it was nowhere near Ai's level. As far back as she could remember, Yuriko had a tendency to respond to men better than she did women, and backed down much more quickly when men reprimanded her. Perhaps it was some sort of Electra complex she couldn't indulge in since she had two mothers. It was possible she only submitted to strong male figures, like when Silver was in her male form, or Akira, who always carried a quiet, firm strength.

In any case, Ai highly approved of this pairing. Silver was just the type Yuriko needed to keep her in line. And Ai knew Silver well enough that even without the reassurance she had just received, she would never intentionally harm Yuriko, and would risk everything to protect her if the need arose. A good pairing indeed.

She returned her attention to the screen. The action was heating up. Relieved that her daughter's punishment was at an end, Ai began fondling herself again as Silver-kun had grabbed his upraised cock and danced it along the side of Yuriko's leg while she sat on his lap.

Yuriko looked at it longingly. "I want it, but my ass is sore."

"We'll take care of that." He bent her over again. Rather than smacking her behind, this time he handled it gently, caressing the flesh with his hand. His fingers danced intricate movements along the wide expanse of red flesh. His fingernails seemed to drag across them, leaving a faint whitish mark from the pressure of digits.

A look of relief washed across Yuriko's features. "It feels better."

"Pressure point stuff. I blunted some of the pain receptors there," he said as he continued fondling her behind. "You're still going to be red and it'll be sore again in a little while, but you need it as a reminder to behave."

"I'll behave," Yuriko purred.

The way she was looking at him, with a burning sultry intensity, seemed to stoke his own fires. Roughly he picked her up and placed her with her back to him, sitting on his lap. He spread her legs wide, draping them over his own so he had clear access to her inner regions. His cock jutted up like a pole between Yuriko's thighs, brushing up against her pubic hairs. Yuriko's eyes were transfixed on the sight below her and she let out a gasp as the member brushed across her lips.

"You want this," he whispered in her ear, then nipped it lightly with his teeth.

She craned her head back, enjoying the sensations. "Aren't you going to untie my hands?"

He reached forward and fondled her breasts, squeezing them roughly. "I like it better this way. I'll control the pace this time out."

Their mouths met again, this time Yuriko far hungrier than before. By the time they undid their liplock, she was all but begging, "Fuck me."

In answer, Silver-kun picked her up by the hips, as though she had all the weight of a mannequin, and poised her crotch directly in line with ramrod straight dick. He lowered her, his tool easily parting the moist folds of her flesh. The head was instantly engulfed, and he gave a look of relief.

"Oh god," Yuriko moaned as he slid another inch into her opening.

Ai watched transfixed. With the way they were situated in front of the camera, she had the ideal view of Silver-kun's man meat disappearing up her daughter's opening. It seemed to suck down his cock like a clamp made of flesh. Others might have been disturbed by the sight, but to Ai, it was glorious. She was watching her own progeny becoming a woman right before her eyes. And it was arousing her as well. She almost wished Ukyou were present so they could watch their daughter blossom into womanhood together.

Silver-kun continued easing Yuriko up then back down, adding another inch with each up and down motion. He didn't seem the least bit tired by handling her total weight in his arms. He just grunted softly as more and more of his cock disappeared into Yuriko's now damp pussy. In response, her own groans grew louder with each inch. She was gasping out for breath as she grew more and more filled.

It was only slightly over halfway in when Silver-kun gave out a loud grunt and forced Yuriko all the way down. She cried out in surprise at receiving almost more than four times the amount she originally anticipated. But the instant she hit bottom, she cried out as loudly as she ever had when spanked. The orgasm hit like a tidal wave and her eyes lit up as she convulsed upon her lover's loins. A liquid flowed from between her lips despite how thoroughly they were filled, trickling down Silver-kun's shaft and over his sack. She gasped hard as she tried to catch her breath.

Silver-kun left her embedded on his shaft, openly marveling at the fit. He turned her head around, and brought his mouth to hers. Her mouth hungrily sought out his as she moaned through her ravishment.

Yuriko appeared exhausted by the orgasm, but there was no relief to be had as Silver-kun picked her up once again by her hips, bringing her up until only the head of his cock was in her, then allowed her back down quickly until she was buried to the hilt again. He repeated the motion, Yuriko nothing more than a passenger that was going to stay on board until the ride was over.

Again and again, Silver-kun effortlessly picked Yuriko up and let her back down. With each lifting and dropping, the speed picked up and his grunting increased in both tempo and deepness. The blonde's ample tits bounced up and down in accordance with how her body was being used. The sound of flesh meeting flesh in a far more sensual joining filled the room.

After only a minute of bouncing, the motion stopped. Silver-kun let out a huge groan, leaving Yuriko impaled on his meat once again. His hands released their purchase on her hips and went to her tits, mashing them in his fingers as he cried out in orgasm. Yuriko could do little more than gasp as she sat there and accept the spermy load shot deep within her body.

Ai came at the same time, four fingers jammed up to the hilt in her pussy.

Spent, Silver-kun flopped onto his back leaving Yuriko impaled where she was. Exhausted, he said, "Turn off the tape. I'll make a copy of it and give it to you when I get the chance. The next time you feel like snooping around, you watch this and reconsider."

"Yes, Silver-chan." Yuriko softly intoned.

Ai mirrored her daughter's movement as she turned off the disc player at the same time Yuriko hit the stop button. Later in the day, when Ukyou returned home, she was greeted in the bedroom by a naked Ai, sprawled out on the bed with a wide collection of toys and restraints. She informed Ukyou she had been a naughty girl and needed to be punished.

Ukyou had been delighted to comply.

Ai sighed as she recalled that day. It was one of their most intense sessions outside of the partner swapping with the Saotomes. Of course there was the little matter of Yuriko's curiosity making her nearly end up a slave. That had concerned Ai seriously, and she was sorely tempted to punish her daughter on her own. But that would mean revealing the invasion of her daughter's privacy, and it appeared Silver had the matter well in hand. Still, she had her reservations. Yuriko had best mind her step, or else Ai would lay down the law in a way that would make Silver's little spank and fuck seem like a blessing.

Ai snapped back to the real world before she ran into someone's car. All the memory did was serve to arouse her more than she already was, and she was practically dripping on the upholstery. Trying to take her mind off the matter, she engaged in a light conversation with Shampoo. On the surface their conversation sounded innocent enough, but there was unquestionably a sexual undertone to the entire thing. Yuriko and Silver were talking with each other, seemingly at ease with everything. It was a peaceful trip, for which Ai was grateful. She and her kin might not have lived as interesting lives as the Saotomes did (whether they wanted to or not) but it was plenty interesting enough as far as she was concerned.

The conversation died off about two thirds of the way to the beach. The driving was easy, and Shampoo had decided to watch the scenery go past. Ai's attention was solely for the road, until she decided to look out the rear view mirror and caught a glimpse of Yuriko's head. For some odd reason, her eyes suddenly opened wide. She cast a look to Silver, who was out of the sight of the mirror's reflection.

Casually, Ai adjusted the mirror. Looking at Silver revealed nothing. The platinum-haired girl seemed to be looking outside, just like her mother. But Yuriko was still staring wide eyed at the back of the younger Saotome's head.

Ai shifted the view of the mirror down, and things finally started to make sense. A beach towel was positioned on the seat between the two girls. Part of it lay across Yuriko's lap. Looking more closely, Ai could see a good portion of Silver's arm was underneath it. She could also make out a slight movement under the towel, one right on top of where Yuriko's crotch would be.

It took a good bit of restraint for Ai not to laugh out loud. That raunchy cursed girl couldn't keep her hands off Yuriko's sexy body. And there was probably some measure of thrill from doing something so taboo right in front of their parents. Ai was tempted to try the same thing with Shampoo, just to show she could still strut her stuff, but she decided that was too over the top, and ran the risk of not just being discovered and having to give a very awkward explanation, but they might end up in a wreck instead. So she left her hand where it was, feeling increasingly aroused as the action in back continued. She turned the mirror away before she became too distracted and ended up road kill.

Still, the heated action in back was a good sign. Ai had little doubt as soon as the two offspring got a chance, they would head for some private corner and fuck each other's brains out. That would give Ai time to do the same to her own partner.

Life worked out really well, sometimes.

It was an hour later that the quartet arrived at the large beach house and exited the car. They quickly grabbed all of their belongings and began to set things up for the weekend. The beach house was as they remembered, a huge two level structure that cost a small fortune to rent for even a weekend, but was worth every yen. It was somewhat on its own, the nearest house being a quarter mile away.

The previous owner had been a wealthy head of some zaibatsu (until caught in a scandal which forced him to resign and liquidate his holdings) and desired privacy, which explained the somewhat isolated nature of the estate. The next closest buildings were more than a quarter mils away on either side. The house was surrounded by a high fence on all but the street sides. The large deck that dominated the back was elevated and surrounded by shrubs and trees so that no one could look in, but the people in the back could look down at the ocean. And the actual beach was far enough away that no casual passersby could either see or hear any of the activities of the house. One could still enjoy a view of the ocean while maintaining a healthy amount of privacy. It had always suited the two families needs perfectly.

After a quick job unpacking, the four people split into pairs, each one going with the companions closet to their age.

In the room that would serve as the younger generation's bedroom, a passionate kiss was being exchanged. They two girls had fallen back onto Yuriko's bed. The leggy blonde lay flat on her back, being offensively osculated by her nominal best friend. Her shirt had already been thrust up over her head and off to the side, allowing Silver to play with her bra-covered breasts. Slowly but surely, Yuriko was being pressed into the bed and her legs spread wide, and she wouldn't have had it any other way.

Eventually Silver broke off her kiss and raised herself up on her arms, placing them on either side of Yuriko's head while keeping the blonde pinned down with her body. She looked down at her partner in the way a cat would look at prey captured in its claws. Only in this case the prey wanted to be caught and devoured by the cat.

Yuriko smirked. "I knew this was going to happen the instant we got here. You're helpless before my feminine prowess." She sighed. "I'm irresistible, and you're at my mercy."

Poised above her, Silver let out a snort of derision. "I'm not helpless and definitely not at your mercy."

Yuriko continued smirking. "Yeah, right. That's what they all say. But the fact of the matter is, especially when you're in your cursed form, you're like every other guy. You let your hormones do the thinking. You couldn't keep your hands off my hot body if you tried." Yuriko pushed her breasts together, giving her partner an eyeful.

Rather than respond favorably to the action, Silver sat up, releasing Yuriko from her 'capture'. "Excuse me, but I am not like every other guy and have lots of restraint."

Yuriko snickered. "Get real. You're a horny tramp that'll go after any girl that will part her thighs for you." Yuriko decided to prove her point by spreading her legs. Martial arts training had made her very flexible, and she stretched them out very wide. Her skirt parted, allowing Silver to see the neatly trimmed line of blond hair through the white see-through panties Yuriko wore. She waited for Silver to either take off or if she was in a rush, pull aside the gusset of her panties and dive into her blush and eat her out the way she longed for.

Rather than accept the offering, Silver slid off the bed and rose to her feet, heading for the door without a backward glance.

"Where do you think you're going?" Yuriko asked in a perturbed voice.

Silver looked over her shoulder, half-lidded gaze directed at the girl. "Out, to show how irresistible you are. Don't worry. I'm sure someone will come by and jump your bones." She opened the door, exited, and made certain to close it behind her.

Yuriko stared at the door open mouthed. It took nearly a minute for the full ramifications of what had just happened to set in. "How dare that little bitch give me the brush off!" Yuriko fumed. It was not supposed to be this way. This was supposed to be a weekend where they would ditch their parents and fuck up a storm on the beach and the surrounding area. Yuriko had even foregone sex with Akira for most of the week in anticipation of the event. But now Silver Saotome, one of the most horny, randy human beings Yuriko had ever met, was ignoring her? No, not just ignoring her. Refusing her advances, which was even worse. It was unthinkable.

And unacceptable. "Think again." Yuriko softly intoned. Silver had cast the gauntlet. Saotome thought she could resist Yuriko's awesome body, one she had given to Silver many times before with few reservations. It wasn't happening this weekend.

Yuriko undressed, tossing her clothing all around. She needed a weapon, and she was opening up with her most powerful one right off the bat before Silver could erect any defenses (though Yuriko had every intention of causing something else to become 'erect' on her lover.). She pulled out the collection of slender strips of black fabric that formed her 'Fuck Me' swimsuit; the same one she had worn the time she had gone to the beach with Silver, Akira, and that cow, Hinako. Silver hadn't been able to keep her eyes from Yuriko's hot body then, and she certainly wouldn't this time either. Nothing was sure to turn her sexual partner on more than a garment that only covered the very minimum of her tremendous assets.

She was Yuriko Kuonji, damn it! She was gorgeous, and had to work hard at it. She would not let Silver casually dismiss her as though she were some ugly, droopy slut. Feminine pride and her self-image were at stake. If it took giving Silver a lap dance in front of the entire family, she would do it, just so long as her girlfriend acknowledged her femininity.

Yuriko donned the swimsuit and examined herself in the mirror. She blew a kiss at the image. It was perfect. A thin line of material from her bikini rode up the front. She had continued keeping her pubic hair shaved to almost nothing, leaving only a thin line right above the lips. Silver once joked it served as an arrow to indicate where the 'buried treasure' lay. Instead of wrapping around her waist, the bikini 'v'ed upwards, as did the back thong once it was clear of her butt cheeks. The material rode up to her sides, each one looping through a metal 'O' ring located there. Attached to the top of rings were identical pieces of black material two inches across. They formed an upside down 'v' drawing closer together as they traveled up the length of her body. They went under her breasts at an angle and reached across the front, barely being enough to cover her nipples and areolas. The strips met at another metal 'O' ring around a strip of cloth tied around her neck, composing the entirety of her ensemble.

"God, I'm hot." Yuriko admired herself in the mirror. If confronted with someone as attractive as her, Yuriko would probably jump them herself, narcissism be damned. Just looking at how the outfit hugged her awesome body would give every man that wasn't gay a case of blue balls. Silver was going to be on her hands and knees, begging for Yuriko to let her have access to her body.

"Just you wait, Saotome," she vowed.

Yuriko exited the room, getting her 'strut' in high gear, swaying her hips in that way which would draw men's attention. She had learned it from her 'Father'. Given the strong physical resemblance she had with Ai, it was small wonder Yuriko emulated her when it came to making herself more sexually appealing. Yuriko was fully aware both she and her parent drew stares wherever they went. Maybe Ai Konjou was old enough to be her mother, but she apparently had more than enough allure to still attract stares from men. Yuriko was proud to note that she could draw even more than her parent, especially with each passing year.

Just as she was passing by her parents' bedroom, an errant sound reached her ears. It was low, though it was hard to tell through the closed door, and sounded just like a moan. Instinctively the blonde went for the door handle and turned it. For a split second, Silver's scolding made her hesitate to open the door. Yuriko had promised to stop being so nosy, but this was different. It wasn't like she was wandering around like a long last lamb through Dockside. She was just being concerned for her family's well-being was all.

She turned the handle and opened the door just a crack so she could take a quick peak inside. Once she ascertained everything was fine, she would leave with no one being the wiser. Those plans were abruptly changed as the sight she saw through the thin crack stole her breath away.

Her 'Mama' (who was her biological father, as opposed to Ukyou, who was 'Mother') was resting on her knees, on the floor, at the foot of the bed. She wore only small bikini bottoms and nothing else. Yuriko's 'Aunt' Shampoo was in her cursed male form, sitting on the edge of the bed directly in front of Ai. The only stitch of clothing in sight was his swim trunks., which were pooled around his feet on the floor.

Currently, Ai had Shampoo-kun's cock nestled in-between her ample breasts. Her hands were held at the sides of her breasts, squeezing them together and effectively trapping her cursed companion's manhood, though the moans he was giving indicated he had no desire to escape. Ai was moving her back up and down slightly, causing the purple-headed shaft to disappear and reappear from sight. Every time she moved down and allowed the cock head to poke out through her tits, she gave it a lick, before moving upward again and causing it to become entrapped in the fleshy crevice once again.

Once the full impact of the scene sunk in, Yuriko discarded any pretenses of impropriety in peeping and stormed into the room. She leveled an accusatory finger at the pair and said, "Mama! What do you think you're doing?!"

The shout startled both adults out of their sexual reverie. Shampoo-kun stared wide-eyed at Yuriko, not knowing what to do.

Ai's amazement lasted only a moment before she fully comprehended the situation. Rather than act ashamed, she scowled and said, "I don't believe this." She rose to her feet and headed in the direction of her daughter.

Tears began to form in Yuriko's eyes as she said to the approaching woman, "How can you do this to Mother?"

As Ai went past Yuriko, she said in a flat voice, "Your mother knows damn well what we're doing. She's probably screwing the shit out of your Uncle Ranma back home."

"Wh… What?" Yuriko was at complete loss. She barely took note of Ai closing the door, then turning to face her.

Back at the bed, Shampoo-kun regained a standing position and pulled up his trunks over his quickly deflating cock, uncertain of what to do. He decided it would be best to allow Ai to deal with her daughter and explain the situation before it spiraled out of control.

Hands on her hips, Ai said in a no-nonsense tone to her daughter, "This might come as a surprise to you, but it just so happens your mother and I have been swapping with your aunt and uncle for the last few years. This weekend vacation is the only time we do it, and it's totally consensual on all parties. So don't get any stupid ideas that I'm leaving your mother or Shampoo's leaving Ranma. It's just a way for us to spice up our sex lives, and up until this moment, was really none of your business. But now… now it is your business."

Yuriko suddenly felt very uncomfortable as Ai unleashed a stare Yuriko had been very familiar with throughout her life. It was the "You've really stepped in the shit now and are going to get your face rubbed in it." Ukyou Kuonji might have been the more stern of her parents, but Ai was the one who really gave hell when she was pushed too far. Somehow, Yuriko had gone from offended accuser to the one that had dealt an offense. Somehow, catching her mama fornicating with someone that wasn't her partner was not the great wrong here, it was something Yuriko had done.

Trying to retake the initiative, Yuriko said, "You can't blame me for jumping to the wrong—"

"Oh, shut up!" Ai snapped.

Yuriko did so. Terse comments from Ai in this sort of situation meant she was even angrier than Yuriko had originally thought. She was going to keep her mouth shut and just hoped things would turn out all right for her in the end.

Ai was openly furious. "I don't believe this. I know I closed that door, and yet you still barged right in here as though it was your room back home. You can't keep your nose out of anything, can you? I had assumed from Silver's disciplining you might have learned your lesson, but I see it was completely lost on you."

Yuriko shuddered. Ai knew about Silver's chastisement at her curiosity. She wondered if Ai had found the video or if Silver had snitched on her. And if the latter, why? "Umm, well, it's not exactly the same—"

"I said be quiet!"

Yuriko's mouth snapped shut.

"Silver disciplined her?" Shampoo-kun asked. Hearing his daughter's name mentioned forced his parental instincts to risk interrupting Yuriko's admonishment.

Ai looked at Shampoo-kun. "I don't know if your daughter's told you this, but she and Yuriko have been sleeping together. And it's been for a while, if I'm not mistaken."

That made Shampoo-kun consider things. "From the way she's been acting lately, I suspected she was fooling around with someone. I figured it was Akira, since she usually mooning over him. Still…"

He looked Yuriko up an down with a careful eye. He had never thought of her as anything other than just one of Silver's 'little' friends, one he had watched grow up her entire life. Shampoo-kun had been present from the time of birth, to him and Ranma becoming Yuriko's godparents, to practically every other important event of the blonde's life. But now he looked on her in a different light. Wearing as next to nothing as Shampoo-kun had ever seen (since helping to bathe her when she was a toddler), he saw that Yuriko had blossomed into womanhood. She unquestionably was the spitting image of Ai, from her sensuously attractive face, to her long blonde hair, to the fullness of her hips; from her long legs to her tremendous bust, all of it was enough to drive any man, or woman who swung that way, to distraction. This was no 'little' girl before him, but a very sexually desirable young woman that was wearing an outfit so skimpy even Shampoo-kun would have thought twice about going out in public like that.

His cock, which had deflated with the sudden turn of events, began stiffening up once again.

Yuriko felt a little intimidated under that watchful gaze. There was something in her 'Auntie's stare that had never been present before. It made her feel strange, both uncomfortable, yet reassuring at the same time. It confused her, and she didn't know why. She shifted slightly, the motion making her barely restrained globes jiggle. She saw Shampoo-kun's gaze follow their motion, and again she felt odd.

His tongue playing softly over his upper lip, Shampoo-kun said, "I can see why my daughter would take an interest in you. I approve."

"That's not really what I'm getting at." Ai said. She too noted the way Shampoo-kun had stared at her daughter. At first, there was anger that attention which should have been directed her way would end up being focused on Yuriko, but then an idea began to form in her mind. A very interesting one she that went down avenues she had never considered before. But it had potential to make this weekend even more interesting. Yes it did.

She returned her gaze to her daughter. Judging by the way Yuriko was shifting on the balls of her feet, she noticed the look too, and was not repelled by it. Yes. Much potential there.

Ai made certain to reestablish her cold hard stare on Yuriko. Ukyou, she might have tried mouthing off to, but not Ai. She didn't take any lip in important matters, and Yuriko knew it. She was rewarded by the blonde bowing her head slightly in shame. "The problem here is that my daughter just can't keep her nose out of trouble. Too damn curious for her own good. I mean she's always been a handful and getting into trouble, and it has not always been Silver's fault," she warned, heading off the reflexive excuse Yuriko always gave at having that accusation leveled at her.

Yuriko's mouth shut almost before it had opened.

Ai continued, "But it has been getting out of hand lately. I mean, what do you think you were doing wandering around Dockside on your own? It's dangerous down there, especially to young, attractive women. You could have been hurt or had something very bad almost happen to you."

Yuriko let a silent hiss of relief. So her Momma didn't know the whole story. "Well, luckily nothing did happen. It was a mistake going down there, one I won't repeat, I promise you."

Ai's voice turned twice as harsh as she said, "Not as bad as the mistake you just made now. I know about you getting kidnapped and nearly made a slave."

Yuriko cringed openly. She should have realized it was a trap. One thing Ai Konjou was more than happy to do was give her children plenty of rope to hang themselves with. One of her little tricks was feigning ignorance of some details when she caught the girls doing something bad to see if either of them would confess to whatever additional sins they had committed. Sometimes Ai was truly ignorant of the missing details, and Yuriko could get away with glossing over things. But every now and then, like in this instance, she'd get caught. And once Ai caught you not confessing, the punishment was twice as bad. And this was the worst omission in her life. Yuriko felt her heart sink somewhere in the pit of her stomach. She had planned on it being a fun weekend. Now it would take a miracle if she would get even a whiff of joy for the rest of the month.

Shampoo-kun remained silent, allowing Ai to admonish Yuriko. Odds were Silver was somehow involved (though judging by Ai's attitude it was Yuriko who was actually in danger), and would probably need a lecture as well. But that could wait until later. The more important matter was Yuriko's punishment. Nearly getting abducted by slavers was about as bad as it could get. His run-ins with Lao over the years had proven that. Yuriko needed serious discipline, and immediately.

Ai seemed to reflect Shampoo-kun's own thoughts. She continued to give her daughter a stern stare. "Obviously you have not taken the matter of controlling your insatiable curiosity seriously, or else you would never have barged in here and become involved in matters that did not concern you. Nor would you have tried to lie about how much trouble you got into at Dockside. But you did, and are now going to be punished for it."

Ai lightly, but firmly grabbed Yuriko's jaw and forced her lowered head upward so she would be looking her in the eye as punishment was delivered. "I'm going to be combining your punishments. Since you barged in here, I can only assume you want to be involved in the matters that were taking place between me and your aunt. And since you have no appreciation for how dire your situation at Dockside was, you're going to get a chance to find out firsthand. You're going to be a sex slave this weekend. You aren't allowed to say no to anyone or anything."

Yuriko and Shampoo-kun had a competition to see whose jaw could drop the farthest. Yuriko won by only the slightest of margins.

"You can't do that!" Yuriko gasped out.

Ai's eyes narrowed until they were little more than slits. "Oh yes I can. If you think this is bad, I can always inform your mother of your little escapade. My punishment will expire by the end of the weekend. Hers will continue until you leave home, and might even last beyond that. Now which do you want: The quick punishment, or the lingering one?"

Gulping, Yuriko realized her Mama was right. Combined, both her mothers would gleefully make her life Hell for the lies, risks, and curiosity she had displayed, especially when it was her fault. Now she was going to have to cut her losses. She learned early on it was best to get unpleasant things over with quickly. "I'll be your slave for the weekend," she said demurely.

"Oh no." Ai corrected. "I didn't say you'd be mine. I specified you're a sex slave, and as angry as I am with your behavior, I have no intention of administering that sort of experience to you. And since Silver's discipline didn't work the first time, I'm instead turning you over to your Aunt Shampoo." Ai indicated with a nod where Shampoo-kun stood.

Shampoo-kun won the eye-widening contest. He said, "You can't be serious."

Ai appeared mortally wounded. "Of course I am. I know firsthand how effective your punishment can be, and how you'll treat a sex slave. It's just the sort of treatment Yuriko needs to appreciate just how dire her situation was. She's already agreed to the punishment, and can't say no. I won't allow it. I trust you to take care of matters." Ai picked up her discarded bikini top and tied it back on.

Shampoo-kun stared longingly at the breasts as they disappeared behind their purple shroud. "But, what about… you know, what we were…?"

That made Ai smile. "Don't be silly. It's one of the reasons I'm leaving you Yuriko. She'll be able to take care of your needs. She's sleeping with Akira as well as Silver."

Yuriko let out a gasp. Was there anything her Mama didn't know?"

Ai smiled at guessing correctly. To Shampoo-kun she said, "She's like a bus; everyone can get on for a ride. So it's not like you'll be betraying your daughter, and your husband already gave you permission to sleep around with weekend, so indulge yourself. It's not every day you get the opportunity to fool around with someone that's almost as hot as I was at that age." She blew the pair a kiss before exiting, making certain to close the door behind her and allow nature to take its course.

The two people left in the room stared at the closed door. It lasted that way for almost a minute, until they manage to tear their eyes away from the aperture to stare at one another.

For Shampoo-kun, a clash between Instinct and Reason broke out. Reason said that this was his own godchild, a girl he had seen from the day she was born. She had helped raise Yuriko in his own small way, when she spent time with the Saotomes and when he had baby-sat the blonde. When he looked at her, he understood that this one of the best friends of his only progeny. Yuriko had complete faith in him, and would trust him with anything he asked. He had never thought of her in anything other than the most platonic of terms.

And then there was Instinct. Instinct said he was horny as hell from going without sex for two weeks. It said that it was expecting a release from the powerful horniness at this beach house today. It had believed it was going to get that release when Ai began tit fucking him. He was hot and wanted it now. But Ai had made it clear that the original path to relief was gone and an alternate route had been made in the form of the girl before him. A very attractive girl. A girl wearing a scanty swimsuit, and what little it hid served only to make Shampoo-kun long to see it more. A girl with a magnificent body and with three openings that could provide him with what he sought. A girl that was by her own admission a sex slave that would refuse him nothing that he demanded.

His dick became as hard as when Ai was delivering her skillful ministrations

Sensing the war going on within her aunt, Yuriko decided to see if she could tip the odds in her favor and get out of her mama's insane plan. Giving a girlish giggle, she said. "Can you believe Mama? She's such a kidder. Who would have thought she could come up with a joke like that? Me your sex slave." She giggled again.

The giggling had the desired effect of ending the war within Shampoo-kun. He rose to his feet and approached her. Yuriko continued laughing, relieved, until she realized he was slowly moving toward her with a distinctive purpose. Her mirth died as she saw the animal stare he was directing at her, especially her body. That stare, as hungry as any Silver had ever directed at her, made the odd feeling to return a threefold. Gazing upon his powerful looking form as he stalked forward, her heart felt like it wanted to hammer out of chest. Part of her wanted to run away, but another part wanted to run forward and into his broad arms, hoping they would embrace her. She didn't know which made her more concerned.

Yuriko backed away until she encountered a wall and was left with nowhere to flee. She froze, suddenly the mouse caught in the trap laid by the cat. She looked at her aunt (who was definitely more 'uncle' now) as he approached. Now he was no longer merely someone who had protected and helped raise her and made her feel special and warm inside. Now her body made her aware that he was also a male of the species. Not as compact as Silver-kun, but with more muscle on him, while still being taller than Akira, Shampoo-kun was a true delight to the eyes. A finely honed body showed hours of intense martial arts training. Finely chiseled features showed why when he modeled the photographers focused on the face as much as the killer body. And the bulge that was trying to rip out of the swimming trunks he wore promised a good time for any woman he found attractive.

And there was no question that was exactly how he was viewing Yuriko. His eyes were a leer that was basking in every inch of her revealed flesh. A part of her wanted to hide, but another part wanted to invite the stare, telling her she wanted him to admire and watch. She found herself trembling like a little girl being confronted by a big bad wolf, though this hungry animal was intent on devouring her in a way never touched upon in any Grimm fairy tale.

Right in front of her now, Shampoo-kun placed his hands on the wall, one on each side of Yuriko's head, preventing her from fleeing. "So you think it's funny, being someone's sex slave?"

"No," Yuriko said, and felt genuinely ashamed, even if that was not exactly why she had been laughing.

He leaned in close, burning intensity in his eyes. "So you think it a joke that you is my slave?"

Yuriko noted his Chinese accent was becoming more noticeable. It always did that when her aunt became angry or excited or, evidently, aroused. "No." Her voice was barely audible.

He grabbed her roughly by the back of her hair and tilted her head upward, so he could look down directly into her face. "You no seem to understand. You are being punished. Punished by me, slave." He emphasized the last word.

She felt his warm breath splash across her face. It was like when Silver-kun or Akira became forceful with her, only worse. She couldn't resist. A part of her didn't want to. She felt helpless and wanted to comply with any of his demands, hoping for some sort of approval from the man before her. All her resistances fell to the wayside. This man, who was handling her so roughly, had just been made her master, and so much of her was eager to be commanded. A part of her was appalled by her behavior, but only a small part. The rest of her wanted to be fucked like a bitch in heat, even if it was by her 'auntie.'

Shampoo-kun was the epitome of dominance as he all but snarled into her face, "This is no joke. You just a big fuck, fuck toy now, and I know how to treat fuck toys." With his other hand he grabbed her breast in his large palm, encompassing more of it than anyone ever had. The pressure he exerted bordered on the edge of discomfort as he began kneading it. Yuriko, helpless, could only moan at the way she was being handled.

Satisfied with the results, he continued. "You're not Yuriko anymore. You Little Slut. Just a little slut who think she a big slut. Maybe by the time Shampoo done with you, you be a big slut. I going to try very hard. Now what you name?" He jerked back on her hair.

"Little Slut," Yuriko gasped out, reveling in the way she was being demeaned. She knew she sounded like that old cow, Hinako. And for perhaps the first time, she understood how the older woman could enjoy being called such derogatory names.

"That right." Shampoo-kun brought his lips down and mashed them against hers. He released his hold on her breast and drove his body into hers, then forward so that she was pinned to the wall. He felt her breasts flatten against his muscular chest, the flimsy material of her swimsuit proving no barrier at all. Her nipples were bullet hard points, and he could feel them poking against his skin. From down below he could practically smell the moisture from her pussy. Oh yes, she loved being manhandled, just like Ai. Like Father, like Daughter. That would make what he had to do easier, since it meant only modifying his original plan slightly. He had in his mind what he wanted to do with Ai since last week. Now he would simply do it with a younger and even more shapely version of her. It sounded like a good deal to him.

Yuriko felt deliciously helpless in the face of such raw strength backed by carnal hunger. She could feel her aunt… no, Master's hard cock press against her tummy through his trunks. Oh, how she wanted to feel it in her, pounding in her pussy right now. One of his legs was between hers, and she began dry humping it, hoping to get herself off. Already she could feel moisture began to collect around her lower lips. And all of it was only the result of fondling her breast and the raping of her mouth.

Now that Yuriko thought about it, she supposed she shouldn't have been surprised. Growing up, she thought of Shampoo as just a close friend of the family, but after puberty, Yuriko's feelings underwent a change when she was around either of the older Saotomes, but especially the more forceful Shampoo-kun. It was especially noticeable when she misbehaved and he punished her. It wasn't like when her mothers' did it, making her resentful of her treatment at their hands. Instead, his disciplining thrilled her as much as she abhorred the actual punishment. Sometimes she swore the feeling urged her to do something else bad so he would castigate her some more, though she always resisted the urge as best as she could. Now, she couldn't find the will to resist anything.

Shampoo-kun broke off the kiss and pulled back, releasing his hold. He took a half step away so he could see her. Already her body was flush with excitement, and craving attention. He could force her to her knees, bend her over, fuck the living shit out of her pussy, and she would just beg for more. This was going to be perfect. How could he have ever considered for one moment not to screw the girl before him?

Yuriko left out a gasp. "Fuck me."

Shampoo-kun's hand lashed out and grabbed the bottom of the chin, squeezing hard enough so that she couldn't speak. Quietly, he intoned, "Little Slut never give orders. You only receive them. Now, for being such a bad slave and speaking out of turn, you have to wait." It would be painful for him, considering how hard his cock was, but it was necessary. Yuriko was going to be broken in properly while still giving him a good time. It was not all meant to be fun and games. Ai knew what she was doing in leaving him with a responsibility, and he was going to see it through.

Part of Yuriko wanted to scream at him in frustration for getting her primed then leaving her to simmer in her own juices, but another part adored Shampoo-kun even more for being so forceful with her. "Yes, Auntie."

Deciding she was being properly submissive rather than faking it, Shampoo-kun decided to move things outdoors. He grabbed Yuriko by the shoulders and shoved her in the direction of the door. When she didn't move fast enough, he applied a quick hand to her bottom, making her yelp in pain. He resisted the urge to continue simply for the fun of it. He had other ideas, and there was always a chance she would give him cause to really turn her bottom red later. What he really needed now was a proper leash to drag her around.

As they emerged into the hall, he looked at the way Yuriko's chest jiggled as she desperately followed along. Oh yes, he was going to get relief soon, and his new fuck toy was going to be the one giving it to him in every way imaginable. He'd see to that. Ai might have started this, but Shampoo-kun knew he was the one that was going to finish it.

They continued walking onward and into the light of day and to the back porch of the beach house. The wooden fence surrounding the house's sides closed it off from ground level view, and there were no other houses near enough to allow someone to peek down and onto the wide back deck. They would have all the privacy they needed.

As Shampoo-kun had thought, Ai had already taken Silver off somewhere so he and Yuriko could have some privacy. For a moment he wondered what excuse Ai came up with to distract his daughter from wondering where Yuriko went, then realized what the older woman had been up to her on her own. Well, it wasn't a surprise. Ai had been as steamed up as Shampoo-kun. He just hoped the older woman wouldn't wear his daughter out too quickly. One thing everyone involved in the swinging would admit to was that Ai had the most powerful sex drive of them all. Sometimes they would have to triple team her to satisfy her voracious appetite. Still, Silver had the advantage of youthful endurance on her side, and she was certainly energetic. She should be able to hold her own for at least a little while. And as Shampoo-kun gazed at Yuriko's shapely bottom, he ultimately realized he had more important matters at hand.

Yuriko stood in the center of the deck, looking at her uncle expectedly. She appeared almost demure as she stared at the wooden planks, only looking at him out of the corner of the eye. It was almost as if she was afraid he would do something to her if she dared to show the will to make direct eye contact.

Her submissive posture served to only stoke the fire in his loins further. He had to move quicker. "Lay down on your stomach on that." He pointed to a lounger, currently in a flat position, on the deck.

Yuriko did as she was bade, laying flat on her stomach and her head pointed down to the brown wood of the deck. Her breathing was fast and her heart still hammering, as though she was about to be in the fight of her life. She tried to keep from trembling.

Handling his balls through his trunks as he looked at that beautiful derriere before him, Shampoo-kun had to take a moment to control himself. He didn't know which was hotter, those massive tits or that irresistible butt. From her current position, it was easily the latter. The thin strip of Yuriko's thong was completely hidden between her cheeks, making it look like her bottom was bare. It took some effort, but he let out a deep breath and kept from pulling the thong out and doing as he would. Instead he looked around until he spotted a bag of lotions near the door. Apparently either Silver or Ai had left it behind in their haste. That made things easier. He didn't want to let Yuriko out of his sight, and not just as a preventive measure to keep her from running away.

Shampoo-kun grabbed one of the bottles of oil and moved to the prone girl. He sat down on the backs of her legs, squarely on her hamstrings. He heard her gasp, and smiled as he imagined her confusion in wondering what he was about to do to her.

He held the bottle up high and squeezed, allowing the oil to pour out like a greasy waterfall and splatter across Yuriko's back and ass. She gave a squeal as the substance struck her skin, but then she relaxed and remained silent as it continued cascading down. Satisfied he had enough, he stopped pouring and proceeded to work the lotion in, starting high on her back but working ever lower.

Having a moment, Shampoo-kun admired the texture to Yuriko's flesh. It was true there were some scars, no true martial artist lacked them, but they were so tiny as to be unnoticeable. Yuriko was already a healthy bronze from a seaside trip she had taken with Silver and Akira a few weeks ago, so all the sunscreen would do would be to enrich it even further, as well as turning him on with the way it would glisten in the sun. Yuriko was in good shape, but obviously took steps to keep from getting larger muscles the way Silver had. It was for the best. Silver was the body type that looked all the more alluring with some mass on her. With her long legs and larger chest, Yuriko looked better on the lean side. Though as his hands played roughly with her flesh, he could feel the tight concentrations of muscles that lay underneath the skin. Not the most powerful of people, but no common fighter would have a chance against her. That durability meant Shampoo-kun could play rough with her, like he could with Ai. That made it all the better.

Yuriko sighed as the hands worked their magic into her skin. He was rubbing it in hard. When Silver fondled her, it was usually tender, if a bit forceful. But this lacked any hint of romance. This was a hungry kind of handling, pure and simple. It was part of that simplicity that really allowed Yuriko to let go and enjoy being manhandled.

Shampoo-kun finished with her back and moved to the area that was his goal all along: her ass. He handled her butt checks roughly, playing with them as much as rubbing the lotion in. Once they gained a glistening sheen, his cock really began sending out signals that it needed handling. He had to move quickly.

Grabbing Yuriko by the thong, Shampoo-kun began pulling it up and down. As tight as the black strip of cloth was, it played over the lips of her pussy, becoming smaller and more narrow as it sought an avenue between her lips.

He increased the speed of the back and forth motion, really getting her wet. Yuriko would have moved her hips up and down to follow the motion, but Shampoo-kun's weight was fully on the back of her hamstrings. She was unable to move in the slightest. All she could do was suffer in silent agony.

Satisfied his toy was properly wound up, Shampoo-kun said in a voice full of accusation, "So, was you plan from the beginning of this trip to fuck me?"

"N… No," Yuriko couldn't understand why he would ask such a question. It was ridiculous. Until ten minutes ago, she had never conceived of her aunt as anything other than just another adult, and certainly not an object of seduction.

"Is that so?" His voice took on a menacing tone, making the girl beneath him tremble in fear as much as desire. Shampoo-kun pulled back hard on the thong, stretching it to the limit. "You is such a bad, bad little slut. No wonder you deserve such punishment. I would have punished you for this even if your mama hadn't told me to."

Yuriko wailed as the cloth rode tight between her lips and brushed against the more sensitive tissues within. She tried bucking, but his weight was too great and she couldn't get sufficient leverage laid out on the lounge. "What did I do?!"

He lightened the hold on the thong slightly. "Stupid. You was going to tease your poor old auntie all weekend long, wearing this," he pulled back on the thong again, then released it altogether, making Yuriko sigh with relief. "Tempting me with this!" He dug his fingers into her ass hard enough to make his fingertips white.

Yuriko again hissed with discomfort and desire. She barely managed to keep from begging, though she was uncertain if it would have been to stop or to do it more.

Shampoo-kun continued to maul her ass cheeks between his hands. "Little Slut think she hot shit with a killer body. Make her poor auntie walk around with a damp pussy or blue balls." He removed his hands from her ass and reached down between her legs, forcing the thong out of between her pussy lips. He placed a single digit against her lips, and extracting some of the wetness from the outside. She removed the finger and wiped it off Yuriko's ass. "But now it look like Little Slut's plan backfire, and now she's the one that's wet. You didn't think that would happen did you?"

"No," Yuriko gasped, wishing he'd put the finger, or something considerably larger, in its place.

He leaned forward until his head was directly behind Yuriko's. He whispered into her ear, "Now my fuck, fuck toy wants to get fucked herself, yes?"

"Please," she pleaded. Surprisingly, the weight left the back of her legs. She lay still, waiting for her master to prop her ass up and mount her, or simply to bury himself in her as she was. She looked over her shoulder to see what he was about to do to her flesh as he made it his own.

To her surprise, instead of Shampoo-kun going for his trunks to extract his dick, he walked over to the lounge chair across from Yuriko's and laid back in it. He lolled backward, smirking at her. "You're stupid if you think it that easy to turn your auntie on. She have her husband's hot body to fuck when she wants. Ranma's like Shampoo, a big slut, not a little one, like you. You want me to fuck you, you have to work for it."

Yuriko couldn't believe what she was hearing. Shampoo-kun had almost raped her with his eyes alone earlier, he squeezed her ass like it was made of dough. It was obvious he was burning with lust, yet he lay back in his lounge chair as though it was the most casual thing in the world while Yuriko was left to agonize in her own juices. It wasn't fair! She was a sex slave. She wanted to be fucked.

Yuriko got off the lounge chair and fell to her knees prostrating herself the way Hinako would before Silver. "Please, I'm yours to do with as you want. Please fuck me."

Shampoo-kun yawned. "Begging means nothing to me. You're already my slave. This isn't turning me on. Maybe I could find your mama. She can always turn me on."

The return of the flawless Japanese let Yuriko how close she was to going untouched. She couldn't let that happen. She had to have his hot cock in her pussy to dampen her fires or she was going to explode.

And then a plan came to her. She rose up to her feet, not quickly, but slowly, as sensuously as she could manage. She saw the eyebrows of Shampoo-kun lift in curiosity. He acknowledged she had laid out some bait. Now it was time to use the bait to entice the hungry animal.

Calling upon everything she could remember from the handful of dance classes she had taken, Yuriko began to gyrate her body. Not quickly, but slowly, sensuously. Building up was what was important in the early stages. A dancer slowly got the audience interested in her performance by enticing them, hinting at the things that were yet to come. And that was exactly what she was going to do, put on the performance of her life for this audience of one. Shampoo-kun had accused her of intending to tempt him before she was made his slave. That wasn't true then, but it sure as hell was now.

Music ran through her head as she posed and moved all for the benefit of the man before her. She accented the endowments of her chest, moving it forward and not so much thrusting as sliding it, letting it come into view. She jiggled for Shampoo-kun's benefit, always making sure he had the best view when she shook.

Once his eyes stayed fixed on her breasts, she switched, giving him her back. This time she swayed her hips too and fro, trying to hypnotize him with the twin globes. She knew he wanted her ass from the way he had handled it earlier, so she made it the center of attention once again. She pulled forward on her thong, making the black line disappear between her cheeks again, giving the illusion of nudity. She looked over her shoulder to see that her plan was working, and his eyes were glued to the sway of her butt.

She turned abruptly, making him give a cross stare as the focus of his attention was hidden from view. She moved forward so that she was directly in front of him, then played with the front of her narrow material across the front of her crotch. She pulled the top of it, almost enough to show what lay beneath, but not quite. It wasn