Are you going to Eat That?

ISDH

"Blind-Ducky Just no understand. Shampoo belong to Ranma."

Followed by uppercut to jaw and Mouse was flying without the aide of cold water.

But he was grinning. He Now had a plan to make Shampoo his.

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Nabiki groaned...

Ranma's hand moved up the back of her thigh, slick with sandalwood oil. It gripped the firm flesh and squeezed...

... Starting with the palm and working its way out through the fingers, leeching the tension from her flesh...

Nabiki whimpered.

Ranma did not stop. This was not the first time he had 'worked' her flesh, nor would it be the last. He lost a bet. That he would not take that same bet. His Pride kicked in and She had him. The First time she wanted to be nude, but he put his foot down rather then in his mouth, and handed her a thong that she had tried to get 'him' to wear the week before. He had blurred her mind, worked her flesh, and banished her tension so well, that she missed dinner and chocolate cake that night, and was walking 'Funny' the next morning. Akane had over reacted, only to be sent flying.

Ranma did not stop. He knew that Nabiki liked it deep, hard, and full body. If/when she wanted him to stop, she would give the command word. He just finished with her thigh and moved to start on the other foot. When he finished her legs he 'worked' her arms to her shoulders, and then fell back to her buttocks and worked up her back to her shoulders and into her neck and lower skull...

He did not work her 'front'. He worked the 'fronts' of her limbs as he worked from tips to the body joints...

When he was finished, Nabiki was not awake. Ranma was dismissed.

Closing the Door to Nabiki's Room, he bumped into Kasumi. "My Turn Ranma."

It was going to be another one of those days.