Chapter 3 - Discipline


 Warrick had taken a day off from the club by himself to ponder and think about how he wanted to handle everything going forward. 

 The hotspring he went to had been recommended by a few club clients, and in his time there he relaxed as a king might, getting refreshments from fertile-looking girls that made themselves available to the old bull. By the time he went to sleep, he had thoroughly fucked five of them, and three he had taken at once. It was an expensive venture, but an affordable one for a man like him. 

 More importantly, it had given him time to think about what really mattered. Time away from Ranma always made him realize that he not only wanted her but cared for her wellbeing. He itched to call her and check up at any moment. I need to put my house in order, he thought, thinking back to Nabiki. Some barely legal teen could not be allowed to walk all over a grown man. 

 As this happened, Ranma was back at the club feeling grumpy. I can’t believe he’s gone again, thought the redhead angrily. She lay in bed wearing only a tank top and a pair of boyshorts, oddly wishing her man was there and cuddling her despite spending the day before wishing him gone. Ranma didn’t want Warrick to know that he was being missed, but she would’ve given anything to be able to feel that strong black cock throbbing inside of her.

 The feud with Nabiki didn’t help much. Even doing the shows felt uncomfortable with that little bitch watching them the entire time. Just who does she think she is? First she steals my cash, now she tries to take my man! Sure, Warrick wasn’t perfect or anything. But just the fact that the titless whore had the audacity to think she could take Ranma’s place was enough to ignite the need for karmic balancing. 

 As for Nabiki herself, she was feeling in control and on top of the world. Seeing that Warrick was so desperate to get her gave her the confidence that the American was in the bag. The idiot deserves it for being such a creep. Soon enough, she would own this entire place. And then Ranma could stay and do as told, without any more princess fits, or Nabiki could just kick her out and get some new girls. Plus, Kasumi was doing a good job of getting herself fans among the clientele. Who knows, in a few months, Akane could join too. Though it was still far from reality, the simple idea of lording over her sisters gave her quite the thrill…



 Since Warrick had been gone for a day, Nabiki thought to impress him upon his return. She intentionally left the club in the morning so they wouldn’t bump into one another - it was good to keep a man waiting. Instead she took a trip to a few clothes shops and went for some of the bossiest stuff she could find: high heels, a pencil skirt, and a blouse thin enough that her nipples nudged through. Let’s see what he thinks when he sees boss Nabiki instead…

 The teen returned to the club looking as crisply professional yet sultry as possible, fluffing up her hair right before she entered the place. Technically, the club was closed at this hour’ but she could see employees moving behind the bar. Warrick sat at the edge of the stage, thumbing his smartphone. Look up and notice me!

 Annoyed, she strolled over and got right in his face. “You’re back so soon? I thought you were staying away for the day.” 

 Warrick glanced up. “I was gone for the day. Yesterday.”

“Oh?” said Nabiki, playing dumb. “I guess I didn’t notice.” 

“That’s fine.” Then his dark eyes looked her over, resting over delicate thighs enough to make her feel tingly. “You look good.”

“Thanks. I’ve been changing up my style a bit.” 

 His arm came around her waist and pulled her in. “It would be pretty easy for me to reach under this skirt.”

“Well, it would. It would also be easy for me to leave after that, report you for assault, and never see you again.” 

 Nabiki met his gaze and saw the gleam of raw desire for her young flesh. She could feel his strong fingers moving right above her ass and expected them to come down and give it a squeeze. Instead, the huge American stood up. “Come on, I want to show you something. You remember that new girl was supposed to come in today?”

“Oh,” said Nabiki. In fact, she had forgotten all about that. Right, they were getting some girl from the Philippines of all places to try out. 

 Nabiki followed after Warrick to the back of the club. They were almost halfway down the hallway when loud moans started echoing down and burrowing into her ears. She smirked. “Seems you’ve got someone hard at work testing her out.”

“Oh, yes. I’ve found quite the man for the job.” 

 Warrick opened the door and ushered her inside. 

 Nabiki came in and saw the pale hairy ass on top of the girl below, ramming it into her while her trembling arms flailed and tried to get him off. “Take it!” said the man. “Take it, you fucking foreign bitch!” 

 The moment that voice connected in her brain and she realized she was looking at her father, Nabiki’s smile faded and she screamed in horror, looking away. “What the hell!!” She ran out of the room and back into the hallway, panting. 

“What’s wrong?” asked Warrick with a sleazy smirk of his own. “What’s the problem?”

“That’s my father! That’s Soun!”

“I know. I remember he wasn’t doing much so I figured we could hire him.”

“Oh no! You have to get rid of him. You have to get rid of him at once!” 

 Warrick was amused to see that his little experiment had worked. He wondered what it was that could really get under the skin of Nabiki, and while he lacked the power to do it himself, it seemed like her family was pretty good at it. 

“Are you listening to me!?” The little bitch looked angry enough to stomp her feet like a kid. “You have to get rid of him.”

 The bull ran his fingers up her chest and gently circled around one of her nipples. “And what will you do for me?”

 Nabiki pursed her lips and gave him a death stare. But then her father’s groans made her wince. “Fine, fine! Tell me what you want!” 

 Warrick put his finger under her chin. “You know what I want. I want you to be a good girl. Prove to me that you are and I’ll get rid of him.”

“Okay, let’s go! Just get him away!” 

“Not so fast, little girl, not so fast.” Warrick soaked in her despair. “I’ll see you tonight. You and me. And if you’re good, well, I’ll consider it.”

“Come on!”

“Or you can quit. That’s also an option.”

 The teen glared at him. “After all I’ve done for you? You’re such a piece of shit. American pig. Fine.” Nabiki crossed her arms and gritted her teeth. “Tonight. And I don’t want to see that girl either. She’s been tainted now!” 

 Warrick watched her go then headed back into the room to look at the old man. He was exhausted and so was the girl. “She’s good…” said Soun breathlessly. His hand squeezed one of her tanned tits. “Very good.” 

 The new girl wiped her tears and snot, as the seed overflowed her used pussy. “Can I please go wash now?”

 

 The would-be lovers were to meet at a hotel he paid for in advance. Warrick thought it a good idea if it would take place away from Ranma. His sweetheart was suspicious; but she was happy to hear that Nabiki had taken off for the time being. “Serves her right,” said Ranma. So he had booked the room and told the little slut to meet him there, and to be ready when he walked in. 

 Warrick was actually curious what she would do to prepare for him. Would it be some pedobait little girl’s outfit? Or some full lace lingerie to get his mind worked up? He himself carried a suitcase full of nice toys...

 It was dark when he entered the room and noticed the lights were off. He crept towards the bed and saw that Nabiki was sleeping, wearing a pink sundress with some flowery patterns. So she wants to be my little girl, is it? 

 But he noticed an envelope near the bedside in glowing ink bearing his name. He opened it and took up the letter, which read, 

 

 The most unfortunate of ends! The evil wizard has cast a spell on the poor Nabiki and left her in the grasp of an evil beast. Now she is in the deepest slumber, hoping not to be woken back to reality.



 Warrick grinned and put the note aside. She was probably awake. But he was happy to see she had put so much thought into this. I guess she really wants to impress me. He lowered his suitcase to the bed and undid the clasps and opened it. A faint illumination was cast on the different BDSM toys arrayed, from handcuffs, to vibrators, dildos, a whip… 

 I’ve got it all for you, my sweetest Tendo. 

 How she would react to a bit of pain would be crucial. After all, he needed her to in order to discipline her naughty little bubble butt. He put the suitcase away and then went back to her bed, tracing his large black paw from her waist up her swelling hip and then down the perfect teenage ass. The fat fingers squeezed the young flesh through her cotton panties, and his big black cock already throbbed at the thought of what he would do to it at last.

 The bull stripped off all his clothes and got completely naked, then got in bed next to her. Now he could hear her breathing as his thick cock rubbed against her ass. “Good evening.”

 Nabiki said nothing and went on pretending to be asleep. He gave her a slap on the ass hoping to get a reaction, but there was nothing. What the hell? 

 He brought her face closer and noticed that she was in a deep slumber. So either she was really good at pretending or she had really taken something. The note did mention something about that. 

“You crazy bitch,” said Warrick, admiring her creativity. “An evil beast, am I?” 

 He ripped the front of the dress and revealed her small chest to the nighttime gloom. Her nipples looked big on what was otherwise a tiny bust, and Warrick could feel them twitch to life and harden as he caressed them with the back of his hairy fingers. “I can be a beast, if that’s what you want,” he said with a lecherous grin. “Trust me.” 

 The bull started by licking up the pettanko and sucking her nipples into his huge mouth. Strangely enough, she tasted sweet like her sister did, despite the huge differences between them. “I guess all you Tendo bitches were made to get fucked, weren’t you?”  

 His finger rubbed her pussy and discovered that it was already wet. He pushed it inside and giggled darkly to feel the incredible tightness. “No wonder you’re so afraid. Jesus, this is tight!” he declared in English. 

 The bull ripped the dress the whole way and tossed it aside. He took up his phone as he held her against him, her slender white body looking so childlike compared to his monstrously sized and dark physique that he would’ve been suspected of illegality by anyone who didn’t know just what they were dealing with. He filmed himself moving his hand over her tight tummy all the way down to the ribbed chest, then slapped his sweaty meat on top of it. The BBC was so big that it went from one side of her waist to the other and then some. “You’re fucked. So fucked.” 

 He ended the short film and sent it to his friends. It wasn’t even his intention upon taking up the phone, but he wanted everyone to know now. He wanted to shame this dumb little whore in front of the entire world. Did you really think you could just fuck around with me like that? 

 There was no reply from Nabiki, whose eyes remained closed. He rubbed the head of his monster cock against her sweet pussy’s young lips, thinking about how they would never look so immaculate ever again. Not after tonight. 

 Just how much is she going to take until it wakes her up? 

 The cunt was so tight that it took repeated attempts to get his head inside. But once it was in, Warrick rammed with the weight of his entire body and thrust up into her pussy. 

 Nabiki’s eyes fluttered in shock. Her mouth was open. “I said good evening,” the bull told her. 

 The teen glanced down at her stomach, seeing the veiny shaft making its way up from her pussy. “Wait! Wait, wait, wa-”

 Warrick covered her mouth and bore his intense eyes into her. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this? All that prancing around for you just to end up in the same place. Little bitches like you were born for a big dick like this. It’s all you ever know. Now spread your fucking legs!” 

 He said everything in English, so it was hard to say how much of it she understood, but she was terrified enough that her legs spread up anyway, as far as they could, though his body was so large that she could barely place them around his massive gut. 

 Warrick groaned and closed his eyes as he felt the tender and silky young pussy squeezing him down. “Jesus, you feel so good…” A lot of these Japanese girls were tight, but this was something unbelievable. Nabiki was probably even smaller than they were and he was breaking her cherry. Her cunt hadn’t even gotten a chance to warm up before he ripped through it. 

 The bull pounded her, feeling extreme pleasure as his gnarled cock stretched the walls of her teen pussy. “It’s so good. If we model a fleshlight after this, it’ll be the best selling toy, huh? A Ranma Club exclusive.” 

 He took his hand away from her mouth to let her talk but Nabiki’s teeth clattered as she tried to say her first word. “You’re…”

“I’m fucking you,” Warrick clarified. “And I won’t be stopping for a while.” 

 He lowered himself and pressed his sweaty face against her, then kissed her on the mouth as he started hammering her pussy into submission. Nabiki screamed only for a moment before he sucked her tongue into his mouth, her weak legs kicking uselessly at his body. Clearly, the sensation must have been horrific for her, but Warrick was enjoying every second. 

 He pulled out a moment later and rested his dripping wet cock on top of her stomach. “Look at that,” he pointed out, showing her how the whole thing went from her pussy nearly up to her ribcage. “That’s what you’ve taken. Such a good girl.” 

“No more…” said Nabiki, almost pleading.

“Not so tough now. Are you? Why did you even come if you’re like this?” 

 The truth was that Nabiki had never expected it to be so painful or so traumatic. His cock looked big, but nothing could compare to truly feeling it inside of her or seeing it placed along her body that made her look like a fleshlight herself. He’s destroyed me, she thought with worry. I’m ruined!  

 To begin with, she had come here for a reason. The whole point was that he would take her while she was sleeping. Nabiki had even set up a camera in the room to film the whole thing. If he could blackmail her, why couldn't she blackmail him? Who would the Tokyo district police be more likely to believe, a poor Japanese girl that only just turned eighteen and was totally disconnected from reality, or some sex-crazed, ogre-looking, perverted sex tourist American that came to Japan and could be identified by likely dozens of local prostitutes? 

 What she never expected was that he would do such work on her that it would actually wake her up. The pills were supposed to spare her the worst of it…

“Now…” said Warrick, rising from the bed. The bull opened the briefcase again and pulled out the whip. “Are you going to be a good girl?”

 Nabiki trembled to see it. Was he crazy? A whip? “Yes,” she said instantly. 

 He threateningly caressed her small white feet with the end of the whip. “You’re sure?” 

“Yes, sir. I am.” 

“But you know you haven’t been a good girl so far, right? I mean, you’ve been pretty awful.” 

 The eighteen-year-old looked into his ugly fat face and gulped. “I guess so,” she forced herself to say. 

 He lashed her feet very gently. “You guess so?”

“I have been, sir! I have been.” 

“So you agree that you should be punished?” 

 Nabiki thought of the camera in the room and forced some tears into her eyes. “Please, sir, I’m so scared.” 

 Warrick pulled back furiously and lashed the whip at the wall with so much power that the crack sent a chill down her spine. “Should you be punished or not?!” 

 Terrified for real, Nabiki shook her head. “Yes! Yes, I should be. But not with the whip. Please.” 

 Warrick smiled warmly again. “No, of course not…” 

 The bull dropped the whip, then leaned down and picked her up in his arms. Nabiki worried that he might have taken her somewhere, but instead he sat down with her in his lap and turned her the other way. 

 Her eyes widened and kept looking back at him as his strong black hand massaged her little pale ass. He placed his palm over it and noticed that it was almost big enough to cover both her cheeks. “I’ll just give you three slaps, okay?” 

 Nabiki bit her lower lip and shook her head. “Please, sir.” 

 The first one came without another word and she yelped. The initial pain just shocked her, but as the seconds wore on she began to feel a burn over both her cheeks that made her want to wiggle away.

“Shhh, you’re not going anywhere. That’s just number one. Ready for the second?” 

“No…” 

 Warrick brought a hand to her face. “Spit into my palm for good luck. Do it.” 

 Her mouth opened at length and spit into it. He took that hand back and brought the other one the other one to silence her. 

 The next slap hit her already tender butt and made every nerve in her body react. Nabiki’s muffled shriek was lost in his palm, but her young body was shaking all over. “See? There are consequences for bad actions.” 

 Warrick admired her reddened ass, knowing this was an experience she would likely remember for the rest of her life. He had smacked asses plenty of times, but usually those were done with a quarter of his strength, if not less. He wasn’t actually trying to hurt those girls. But with Nabiki… this was real punishment. 

 He lowered a finger down to her pussy and noticed she was running wet. “It seems you like this, don’t you?” He made his hand wet with her juices, then brought them up and massaged them into her ass, the red hot asscheeks sending pain throughout her entire body as he kneaded her recently-spanked flesh.

“Are you ready for the last one?” 

 His hand was so tight that she couldn't even speak. Warrick drew his hand back and felt her shaking and whimpering, then screaming as he faked the slap. He laughed grimly. “What the hell are you crying for? I haven’t even hit you.” 

 He took his hand away to let her speak. “Because y-AAaA-” 

 He covered her mouth as soon as the last slap was delivered, by far the harshest of the three. Even his palm stung from the blow, but Nabiki was practically uncontrollable in his lap, struggling like a caught fish. “There you go,” he said with a laugh. “You’re done.” 

 He let her go a few seconds later and she collapsed on the ground, sobbing. “Are you fucking crazy!?” 

 In other circumstances, the tears and genuine distraughtness might have made him reconsider. But to see this little whore so worked up told him he was on the right path.

 Warrick put his hand out like a pet owner. “Come here.” Nabiki watched him hesitantly. “I’m giving you a fair warning. You either come here, or I’m going to take your ass next time. Think about what you want to do now.” 

 She slowly crawled over and lowered her gaze away from his cock. Warrick grabbed her head and held her face. “I’ve done enough playing around with you. Do you understand? From now on, you’re going to do as you’re told. Now suck my cock.” 

 He took his hands away but she hadn’t started. Warrick gave her a playful slap across the face. “Didn’t you hear me? I said suck it. Go on.” 

 Nabiki gently brought her lips and rubbed them against the gnarled surface, then planted kisses alongside the length of his cock. “You’re going to be a good girl from now on. Aren’t you?” 

“Yes…” she said, but there was still anger in her voice.

 Warrick grabbed the paddle from his suitcase and smacked it audibly against his palm. “Are you a good girl?”

 Nabiki winced and quickly bobbed her head. “Yes, sir!” she croaked in desperation. “Yes, I am.”

 The bull giggled and relaxed. “Good. Now keep fucking sucking.” 

 The teen couldn't properly deepthroat him but she jerked him off for ten minutes and lapped at the thick head of his cock till Warrick felt ready to come. “Open your mouth,” he ordered. “Open wide.” 

 The usually bossy and arrogant Nabiki opened up and let his hot seed shoot inside of it. There was so much that it filled her mouth and threatened to spill, but the bull quickly tilted her head back and milked every drop out. “Now swallow it.” 

 Nabiki could not even get herself to close her mouth. 

 Warrick grabbed her jaw to make sure she stayed in place and twisted her nipple savagely. “Fucking swallow!” 

 The teen choked and nearly spit some down the side, but she closed her mouth and gulped down his load. She coughed afterwards, looking disgusted, crawling away on all fours. Warrick rose and put a foot on her back, pushing her down like a conqueror.

“From now on, you’re going to do whatever you’re told. Do you understand?”

“Yes…” 

“You’re going to be nice to everyone, including Ranma and your father.” At that she was silent. “Are we understood?”

“Please let me wash up.” 

 Warrick moved up to her face and placed the black foot against her cheek. “Are we understood? Yes or no?”

 Her head moved in a nod. “Yes.” 

 The moment he let her go she charged into the bathroom and headed right for the sink. He made me swallow his cum! The feeling of disgust was overwhelming. It would’ve been better if he poured worms in her body. Nabiki put two fingers down her throat and tried to puke it all out but she was unsuccessful. Instead she gargled water for ten minutes straight, trying to rinse the taste from her mouth. 

 I’ll show him, she promised herself. Fucking bastard. All she needed to do was collect that recording and make some copies. You’re done for, gaijin pig. 

 Nabiki came out of the bathroom trying to act casual. “You can go now.” 

 Warrick stood on the bed looking at something on his phone. “One second.” He was watching something intently. Then he stood up and she saw him going right to the spot where she had hidden her camera. 

 Her heart stopped. Her entire face went ashen. “Is something wrong?...”

“Wrong?” asked Warrick. He moved away the plant that hid most of the camera’s body and retrieved it. “What’s this?” 

 Nabiki gulped. “I have no idea.” 

“Is that right? Interesting, because I can see you putting it there.” He flashed his phone and the recording of her from when she had entered the room and set it all up. Nabiki looked up at the ceiling, looking for the camera. I was recorded?! But…

“I told you I have friends around town now,” said Warrick. “You’re done, Nabiki.”

“Wait.” 

“I want you to pack your shit and go.”

“No, no, no, please, I’m sorry.” At a loss of what to do, she dropped down to her knees, begging for genuine forgiveness. Warrick was a lot more cunning than she gave him credit for. This asshole planned this much? Seriously!

“Believe it or not, I had a feeling you’d try something this stupid. You’re all tricks and games. That’s why I like you. You’re a smart little bitch. But loyalty? That hasn’t been instilled in you yet.” 

“I’ll be loyal!” Nabiki declared. “You won, really, I concede. I’m stupid.” 

 Warrick picked up a collar from his briefcase and threw it over. “Put that on.” 

 Nabiki picked it up with a trembling hand and quickly adjusted it around her neck. “I’ll do whatever you want,” she insisted. There was no way she could lose her position at the club. Seriously, she was just getting started. I built that place! It’s because of me that it’s there at all! But she was in no position to argue with this lunatic.  

 Instead of a reply from his mouth, she heard a click as the collar around her neck locked into place. Warrick grinned and flicked his thumb across his phone. “Ready?” The brief shock that followed made her yelp and fall back down to the floor. She could feel it going from her collar all over her body, electrocuting down to the tips of her fingers. “Get on the bed,” he ordered. 

 Nabiki clambered up immediately. Warrick took up the paddle from before. “Do you think you’re bad enough to deserve punishment?” 

“Yes,” was the now instant response..

 The bull picked up the paddle again and this time delivered two quick blows, one to each sole of her feet. Nabiki tried to roll away but he grabbed her arms and held her down, then violently paddled her ass till she started to sob. 

“You are my property from now on, do you understand?” Warrick asked. “Not my employee. My property.”

 He brought the paddle back to her feet to make sure she got the message and pushed her face into the bed so not to have the entire hotel hear her screeching. When he was finished, Nabiki shook and got into a fetus position. “What’s wrong with you?...” she mewled. “What the hell?”

“Girl, I’ve given you a place to work and I intended to make you my minor partner. Yet you wanted to frame me and screw me. And why? Because I asked you for a little bit of pussy?” 

“I’m not that kind of girl.” 

“Trust me, you are now. You’re only that kind of girl.” Warrick shocked her again and made her scream, then moved to the bed and got on top of her. “I think we actually have more to do.” 



 Ranma knew she needed to go up and do her performance, but she wasn’t feeling in the mood. Instead she changed into her guy form and stood among the crowd. Warrick was gone again and had been since the night before, and Kasumi was doing some type of magic show that seemed to interest the clients almost as much as her boobs. Where does she think she is? 

 The presence of Soun made her uncomfortable too, especially after witnessing him staring at his daughter’s own lewd dancing the other day. It was incredibly creepy how he seemed to be turned on by her, as well as every other girl working at the place. 

 Even now he was at a table holding down one of the waitresses by force in his lap and grinding against her. The girl winced and appeared so bothered that Ranma went over there and pinched his ear hard enough for him to let her go.

“Ahhh! Ranma, you little bastard! What’s that for?” As the girl got up and took off in a hurry, Soun reached out after her. “Darling, wait!” With her gone, he turned to Ranma and snapped: “See what you did? What’s wrong with you?”

“Why are you still here anyway?”

“Why not?” he asked incredulously. “If you can all take advantage of the American’s generosity, why can’t I? He told me I should feel welcome.”

“That doesn’t mean you can screw the waitresses!”

“You have some nerve, kiddo!” Soun sputtered. “I let you and your miserable father stay over despite you doing nothing for me! I was promised a strong son-in-law, remember? It turned out that he was just bringing a whore instead.” 

 Ranma slapped him, but blushed and moved her head away. That wasn’t true. I’m not a whore. But even now looking like a guy, she still felt like a girl. Somehow, after all the stuff that had been done to her body, it was impossible to think of herself as a strong male anymore. Not even the little cock stood up at the thought of fucking. It was only when she thought of Warrick taking her by force, as rough as possible, that the little dicklet twitched. She knew he would disapprove of anything else, and he owned her...

“Where is he anyway?” asked Soun.

“Probably fucking Nabiki,” said Ranma. 

“Oh?” She expected anger, but the middle-aged man just laughed at the thought. “Serves her right. What kind of girl tries to take everything from her own father?”

“I thin-” Ranma stopped as her phone rang. “Hello?”

“Sweetheart, it’s me. I’m back. Why don’t you come?” 

“Back where? 

“Oh, I took the back entrance. Come to the room.” 

 Ranma hung up and slipped the phone in her pocket. “He’s back?” Soun asked.

“Yes.” 

“Well, let’s go.”

 She scowled. “Where the hell are you going?”

“After you.” 

 The two went to the back of the club, but Ranma stopped by the bathroom and splashed herself with some ice cold water. She could feel her boobs filling up her top while the plump ass and thighs stretched her jeans.

 Soun leered at her from the open door. “Very nice.”

“Close the door, you creep!” 

“Making yourself look good, you little slut?”

 Ranma shoved him out of the way, hard, and strolled into the room. 

 Upon entering, she saw Warrick sitting at the bed and Nabiki before him. She knelt with her head lowered in the most slavish position possible, wearing an outfit that Ranma could never have imagined on her: black tape stuck to her nipples; a pair of ripped jean shorts barely covered her butt; a collar around her neck connected to a chain leash that led to Warrick’s hand.

“Here you go,” he said, handing her over to Ranma. “She’s yours from now on. Give her a new name, if you want.” Her man giggled. 

 As she took up the leash in hand, Nabiki came and wrapped her arms around her legs. “Please forgive me for being so bad. I won’t be again.”

“Haha!” Soun laughed heartily. “Look at her. Oh, this is priceless. Give it here!” He took the leash from Ranma’s head and lifted it up, choking his impertinent daughter. “Well, look at you, you little bitch. How the tables have turned tables.”

“You mean, how the tables have turned, idiot?” croaked Nabiki, but her father only pulled on her collar tighter. 

“Respect your father!” Warrick commanded in a booming voice. “Do as he says.”

 He took Ranma by the wrist and pulled her into his lap. “I want you to know that you’re the only one for me,” he said, moving his hand over her breasts. “You know that right?” 

 Ranma tried to suppress her smile but it didn’t work. It felt good to be talked to this way again. To be made to feel safe. “What happened to Nabiki?” she asked nonchalantly.

“Nabiki thought she could get between us so she needed to be put in her place.” 

 Soun sat down on the bed next to them and put his feet down over his daughter’s face, rubbing his filthy soles into it. “There, you little goblin. Look at you now! Look at you! You want mercy? Lick my feet. Go on. You stupid little bitch.” 

 Seeing Nabiki treated that way was making Ranma’s blood rush. Warrick could tell and moved his fingers down to her pussy, gently massaging her through the pants. “She won’t ever bother you again,” he said. 

 Kasumi came in and looked at the scene before her with disbelief. “W-What’s going on here?” 

“Kasumi!” yelled Soun. He looked upon his daughter as she stood there in her bikini and called her over. “Come here. Join the family.” 

 Warren gave the nod of approval and she went over and got pulled into his lap. She looked awkward to be there, especially as her father started pawing at her body. “You’ve become such a beauty,” said the old Tendo, moving his gnarled fingers down to her cute belly button. 

“Dad…” 

“It’s fine!” said Warrick with a grin. “Your father loves you. He’s just trying to show his affection. After all, with a body like that, it’s hard to keep to himself. Soun, be my guest.” 

 The middle-aged man brought his face down to his daughter’s tits and kissed them each, moving the tip of his nose between the cleavage to take in her scent. “Who knew that you would mature into such a beautiful woman?” He moved his fingers under her bra and gave her breast a squeeze as his mouth moved up to kiss her. Kasumi appeared grossed out, but she could not go against both her boss and her father. At Soun’s feet, Nabiki licked his toes like a cat, eager to serve as a pet. 

 It was amazing to Ranma just what her man had done to this family. Not that it was all bad, but… they certainly degenerated in their own way. Only Akane’s left. Though, oddly enough, the idea of Warrick having his way with her turned her off deeply. Somewhere deep down, it still seemed to Ranma that it was for her to turn into a man and breed her. I still want to have a Japanese son. To carry the legacy...

 She felt like talking about that but Warrick was kissing her neck. Surprisingly, he could sense her discomfort. “Something wrong, honey?” 

“Could we talk for a bit? In private?” 

 The strong bull lifted her up in his arms and took her into his office. 

“What did you want to tell me?” he asked.

“You know, uhm…” Ranma wasn’t even sure how to start. As she looked into his eyes, she just came out with it directly. “You know I used to be a guy, right? And can be…” 

 Warrick pursed his lips thoughtfully. “I guess so. I pieced it together after last time.”

“Right… And that doesn’t bother you?” 

 Warrick came closer and caressed her face. “At this point, I love you so much that I’m going to fuck you either way.” 

 Ranma beamed with affection, her long lashes fluttering. “Really?”

“Of course! What are you thinking?” 

“And what if I wanted to, you know… What if I wanted to fuck someone?”

“Are you planning on fucking me?” 

 The very notion made her burst with laughter. “No, that would not look too good.”

“No, then it’s fine.” 

 Ranma was surprised by how understanding he was being. She locked her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss. “Thank you. I love you.”

“I love you too, you big-titted slut. Now let’s go see what’s going on back there.” 

 As they went back into their bedroom, Soun had taken over the bed and was balls deep into Kasumi. His performer daughter stared blankly upwards, terrified, while Nabiki lapped at his balls. 

“Wow,” said Ranma.

“Soun, you bastard!” said Warrick. “You’re having fun.” 

“Just a little,” said Soun with a grin. 

 Warrick gave a bit of shock to Nabiki’s collar and yelled. “Faster! Faster!” 

 She panicked and pressed her face into her father’s balls, stroking them with her tongue at lightning speed. 

“Oh!” cried Soun. “That feels like heaven…” 





 Two years later…

 As the ferris wheel turned and brought them to the top, Ranma felt terrified looking down at the boardwalk and all the tiny people going there. She grabbed the bar in front of her and squeezed it tight. “We’re so high up!” 

“Calm down,” Warrick told her, petting her head. “It’s nothing at all.” 

 It had been three weeks now since they left Japan and it would only be a few more days until their trip ended. Warrick had taken his young wife back to America to show her his hometown, and now they were ending their trip by going to a few places in Europe. Not only were they having a good time being away by themselves, but it was a good excuse for him to check out how all the clubs sprouting everywhere were doing. 

 Just the other night they had gone to a Greek restaurant nearby and they were both surprised to find a guy outside waiting for Ranma to emerge and sign him an autograph. “I have all your videos…” he said shyly. 

“Oh…” Ranma smiled. “Thanks…” 

 Now, as they rode the ferris wheel, Warrick put his arm around her and brought his little redheaded wife close to his chest. “Will we go to the hotel after this?” 

 She looked up at him with slutty eyes and buried her head against him. She was still wearing the jersey jacket he had gifted to her back in the US, the same one he wore in his youth, though there was no chance for her to close it. Her tits had been big even when they met, but now after the pregnancy they were huge. 

 Warrick lifted one up in his palm and felt its heat and heft. “I’m going to fuck you so hard when you’re home.”

 Ranma giggled. “Sure. But first I want to check on the kids.” 

 They got off when the ride ended and walked back to the hotel room, hand in hand, ignoring the long looks from the European couples that wondered what a huge Black guy was doing with young busty Japanese girl like Ranma. To make the point, Warrick made sure to put his arm around her waist and let her boobs press against his body as they walked.

 Once they got back to the hotel, Ranma made the video call. Kasumi answered on the other end. “Ranma?” 

“Hey, sorry. It must be early there now.”

“No, no, no, I’ve been up for ages.” Kasumi panned the camera down from her face and brought it down to her huge breasts. Two babies were latched onto them, one pale, the other dark. One was clearly Kasumi’s own, but Ranma could recognize her daughter anywhere. “Awww,” said the redhead, smiling. “She looks good. Mommy is coming soon, baby.” 

 Warrick came over and tried to glance into the phone from over her shoulder. “Kasumi! How’s it going?” 

 Before she got a chance to answer, they could hear Soun’s voice. “Is that them?” The old man yelled. He came and grabbed the phone by force from his daughter and lifted it up to his face. “You two better come back soon.” 

“Put her back on the phone, you idiot!” Ranma shouted. “Where’s Dad?”

“Bah, who knows. Look, it’s your other two.” 

 The old Tendo went into another room and switched to the back camera to show Akane. She was lying on the bed comfortably, two babies at her side. “What are you doing?!” she asked, panicked. 

“Just showing Ranma!” 

 It was a strange feeling for her to look at those two babies and know they were hers. After all, it had been Akane that carried them while Ranma had gotten impregnated by Warrick instead. She was simultaneously both a father and a mother to different kids. These two were twins - boy and girl. 

“Isn’t that lovely?” said Warrick from behind her. “To think both of them came out of little Akane.” 

 The phone call went on for a few more minutes and ended with all the rest of them getting ready to have breakfast. 

“You’re a rich girl,” Warrick told his wife.

“What do you mean?” asked Ranma.

“You got a daughter and a husband,” he said pointedly. “Then you got twins and a wife.” 

 Ranma lowered her head, feeling guilty. “I’m sorry.” 

“You know I’m just kidding!” He patted her on the back happily. “Come on, I’ve been fine with it since the start. It would’ve been a shame not to let that little dick of yours get some work, eh?” 

 Ranma blushed and giggled. “It’s not that little. But compared to yours”-she licked her lips instinctively-”I guess it’s not much.” 

 Warrick came up to her as she sat at the edge of the bed and let her lean into his cock as it throbbed from his crotch. “I still can’t believe that’s Soun’s baby.” 

 Ranma thought of the other baby nursed by Kasumi. The oldest of the Tendo sisters insisted it was just some random guy’s child and that she was uninterested to discover who exactly it belonged to. But given the regular fucking sessions that took place between her and Soun on a daily basis, there was no real question that it was his. That Soun was horny enough to fuck his daughter was no surprise anymore; but that Kasumi took enough pleasure in the degeneracy and twistness of the act to even carry their offspring was a bit of a shock. 

“Maybe she’ll be pretty,” said Warrick.  

 Ranma lifted her eyes to gaze at him. “So you can fuck her?” 

 The bull grinned and said nothing. His wife attempted to grip his cock, but he strolled to the corner instead. He lifted the blanket covering up the cage and took a look at Nabiki inside. She knelt like a good pet and watched the two of them intently, drool dripping from the ballgag that silenced her. 

“What, did you miss us?” asked Warrick. He opened the door to her out. 

 Nabiki walked on all fours over to Ranma and rested her head in the warm lap. “Awww, she’s so cute…” said Ranma.

“Don’t forget what she used to be like. I’m sure it’s somewhere in there still.” 

 A little, thought Nabiki. If all of them died and she could lose any memory of these things happening to her, then perhaps she could slowly revert back to her old self. But at present she was content with serving and keeping her mouth shut. She did not want to risk angering the American in any way. Whenever she did, the punishment was not worth it. And as difficult as it was to admit, she had gotten used to being the couple’s pet. It was oddly… comforting to know they were always there. 

 Ranma moved her fingers through Nabiki’s hair. “I think I’ll take a shower,” she said.

 Warrick nodded and began to undo his shirt. “Let’s all go.” 

 The Black bull and his young wife stripped out of their clothes and joined hands as they walked into the bathroom, Nabiki trailing after them like a puppy. 

 Warrick kissed and groped Ranma as soon as they got in the shower while the redhead giggled and turned on the water. She left it on the cool side so she could remain a girl, but by now they were both used to it. 

 Down at their feet, Nabiki positioned herself under Warrick and was ready to perform her usual duties. As Ranma’s hand wrapped around the powerful black cock and stroked it, Nabiki brought her mouth up and sucked on his balls, tracing her tongue all the way up into his asscrack. A few years ago, the thought of licking some guy’s butthole would have been disgusting. But now she did it joyfully, happy to know she could get herself some good favor with her all-powerful masters. 

 Warrick massaged his wife’s beautiful white tits with his strong black hand as the water fell over their luscious form. He rolled one of her nipples between his fingers and held her as she trembled, desperate to get his cock inside of her. “Fuck me,” she begged. “Please, fuck me.” 

 The bull could feel Nabiki lapping at his balls as he slid his gnarled dick into his wife and pressed against her. His body was so big that it gave him pleasure to envelop her completely like a beast, nipping on her neck and shoulders with a hungry mouth as her pussy stretched open for his cock.

“It’s so good, baby~!” Ranma whispered, gently stroking the back of his head. “It’s so, so amazing.” 

 The couple hadn’t fucked all day despite touching each other constantly, and it didn’t take long for him to feel ready to come. Still, Warrick didn’t want to be done so fast. He pulled out instead.

 Ranma’s eyes opened, confused. “Baby? What’s wrong?” 

 He grinned and turned the water to hot. “Nothing.” 

 As the water sprouting from the showerhead turned warm, Ranma gulped. It had been a while since she had been in her guy form. But within seconds of the warmth touching her heaving breasts, they disappeared and were replaced instead with her boyish chest. Her husband’s monstrous black cock no longer grinded against her pussy but against her small little dick. 

 Warrick looked down with amusement at the pale pencil dick barely a third of his size. He himself was still a while away from being completely grown and erect, but Ranma’s pecker was already rock hard, practically vibrating as it pulsed with arousal. 

 The bull gently rubbed the weakling cock with his own, laughing with such amusement that it made his wife blush. “Such a cute little dick. It’s almost like your clit, but enlarged.” 

 Ranma opened her mouth and gasped. She was so hot that she was close to coming. Warrick could tell and reached down behind him and dragged Nabiki up. Both were confused as he turned Nabiki asswards towards Ranma. Throughout this entire time, there had never been a time when they both fucked her with their dicks. But Warrick had been fantasizing about it for a while. 

“You think you can fit that little dick up her ass, Ranma?”

 His wife smiled as she spread Nabiki’s bubble butt. “I’ll try.” 

 Warrick slapped Nabiki violently then choked her. “You better be good, slut. Squeeze that pussy tight.” He groaned as he pushed it in. “Yeah, like that. This is your punishment for being so bad lately.” 

 Ranma entered Nabiki’s ass and moaned as well. Now both of them were fucking their pet between them. It was strange for Ranma to be in her guy form yet fuck in front of her husband. Whenever she got in the mood to visit Akane and fuck her, Warrick was never there. He considered that one of the few private things she could have from her guy life. 

 But now that he was watching, she felt the need to impress. “Flex that fucking ass!” Ranma yelled in Nabiki’s eyes as her husband did. “That’s right, let me feel that nasty butt.” 

 The bull felt so proud of his wife. He gently stroked her boyish face, that was still almost as gentle as a girl’s. Then he kissed her, sandwiching poor Nabiki between them as their dicks filled her up. 

 They’re both inside of me, Nabiki thought helplessly. But the pleasure was so intense that her eyes were rolling by themselves. To be stimulated by two men at the same time. She could almost feel Ranma’s cock grinding against Warrick’s as they synchronized their thrusts and took her. 

 What were previously three separate bodies turned into a single organism as the three fucked. Soon everyone was kissing everyone else, so aroused that they could barely think as they groped each other’s bodies. Nabiki did her best to hide her pleasure. If this could be her punishment from now on… then she wanted it on the daily. Most surprisingly, she had never understood how Akane could go on with fucking Ranma - a guy that literally was so girly he literally turned into one and became mainly a wife. But as his dick grinded her ass, she was starting to wonder if she had been missing out this entire time…

“She likes it,” Ranma said.

“Of course she does,” said Warrick. “This entire family is made up of fucking degenerate sluts. Even Soun.” 

 Ranma laughed and pulled on Nabiki’s ear with her teeth. “We’re breeding it out of them.” 

 Nabiki came, but the fucking got so intense that the two barely noticed what she was going through. And since they went on fucking her that hard, she came the second time, the third time, and the fourth. 

“Fuck, I’m ready,” Ranma said. 

 Both she and Warrick came inside of Nabiki at the same time, blasting her used-up holes with her seed. They pulled out and relaxed, while Nabiki’s shaking arms held onto them, trying to hold steady.

 Ranma turned the water back to cool and happily rubbed her chest as her breasts grew back. Looking at her husband’s cock, she pinched her nipples and was feeling her arousal only grew. “I hope there’s still some more there left for me.”



 Eighteen years later…

 Warrick was up before dawn to participate in a call with the investors. “As you can see,” said one of his top aides, “we’re experiencing growth in almost every area. Ever since we’ve released our animated series, we’ve seen a boost in the sale of toys by 23%...” 

 The American was finding it difficult to pay attention, but he did his best to stay awake. Already dawn was starting to break, which meant that the rest of the family would be waking up too. 

 He could hear one of the doors opening and looked towards the door frame to see who was coming. It was Suki, wearing a pink robe. She saw him and leaned against the doorframe. 

 Warrick muted his call. “Can I get you anything?”

 The daughter of Soun and Kasumi shook her head and ran a teasing hand through short brown hair. “Oh, no, I just found it hard to sleep and I heard some movement here. I figured it was you.” 

 The bull looked at her huge chest and saw the silk falling along the shape of her glorious cowtits; her fully hardened nipples pushed through. His desire got the better of him and he unmuted, saying, “Listen, guys, some serious stuff has come up. I’ll keep listening, but good work everybody.” 

 He turned off his camera and mic and waited for Suki to come. The slut let her robe slip as she sashayed over and revealed her glorious eighteen-year-old body. Warrick had watched her develop from a rather shy young girl like her mother into a woman as confident as Soun, though without his stupidity. 

 Her fingers gently caressed his gnarled face. “How are you, sir?”

“I’m very good. Especially now.” Warrick grabbed one of her breasts and kneaded it into his hand. Their lips touched and they began to kiss. Sucking on that young tongue while her hands moved across his huge body was a great feeling. The other month he had taken not just Suki but her mother as well, and getting mother and daughter to work together at pleasuring him was an amazing feeling. 

 Kasumi saw him as the true man of the house and wouldn’t deny him anything, and his daughter was raised much the same. Suki brought her hand down to his crotch and rubbed it. “I can’t wait to have your baby.” 

“Well, you will after college.” 

 She bit her lip. “I wish I didn’t have to wa-”

“WHAT THE HELL?” Yui yelled loudly. “Get the hell out! Get out!” 

 Suki got up and grabbed her robe as Warrick went to check out what was going on. The sound was coming from the room of the twins. “What’s this commotion?” he asked, going in.

 Sui and Aito shared a room together since they were kids and often got into fights. But now as Warrick looked down to where the boy slept, he could see his own daughter, Sara, lying on top of him. Thankfully they were clothed, but she hadn’t ended up there by magic. 

 Looking at his gorgeous red-haired and chocolate-skinned daughter, Warrick knew she was far too unique to be wasted on what was basically a Tendo. She had the potential to date just about anyone, and he was going to protect her virginity until then.

“Get up,” he said in a steely voice, using English as he always did with her. “Get the fuck up right now.” 

“Oh come on! We’re not even doing anything!”

 Warrick grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her out of the room. “Out!” he barked.

 Then he stepped back in and put his foot down on Aito’s chest. Ranma’s son peered up at him with terror in his eyes. “If I ever catch you doing that again, I’ll geld you myself. I don’t care what your mothers say.” 

 Sui hooted and clapped. “Hell yes! Geld him! Geld him!”

 Aito turned to her furiously. “Do you even know what gelding means, you idiot?” 

 Suit gave him a confident shit-eating. “I know it’s not good.” Then she clapped close enough to his face to get him to wince. She was half Ranma and half Akane, but she had the personality of two Nabikis.

 More people were coming out now. “What’s this?” asked Ranma. The milf with huge tits appeared in her PJs and stood next to Warrick. “Is there a problem?”

 Warrick patted her butt. “There’s no problem. Not anymore. Right, Aito?”

 He sighed, all crestfallen. “Yes, sir…” 

 Ranma shot him a threatening look. “Don’t make me cross with you, young man.” 

 Warrick took her by the hand and led her away. Naked, Nabiki still slept at the foot of their western-style bed. Ranma laughed as soon as they were in the privacy of their room. “Did they try to screw again?”

“Your son is to blame.”

“Hey. It’s our daughter sneaking there.”

 Warrick sighed. “Why couldn't I have just had a son?”

“I suppose you’re not man enough,” Ranma teased. “Come on, get in bed. I’ll help you feel better.” 

 His thick hands wrapped around her waist. “I bet you can.”

 She shoved him away. “Come on, get in! I’ll be back.” 

 The bull undressed and got in bed. “Nabiki, are you awake?” He banged the end of the bed. “Nabiki!”

“Fuck off!” she yelled.

 His eyes shot wide. “What was that?”

“You heard me.”

“I’ll beat your ass,” he said slowly.

“I’d like to see that, old man.” 

 How was she getting so arrogant lately? Well, she had one point. He was so lazy that he felt like not getting up at all. 

 Ranma opened the door and came into the room followed by Sui, Suki, and Kasumi. “What’s this?” asked Warrick. 

“Nothing,” said Ranma. “We just realized you’ve been tense lately and figured we could all help you feel better.” 

 All four of the women undressed and stood naked at the other end of the room. Warrick’s eyes went from one to other, struggling to decide which one to take first so not to offend the rest.

 The two milfs stood back as their daughters came forwards. “Don’t worry, we’ll take good care of you,” they said. Each one got to the side of him and pressed their young chests against his arm, coming up so they could share a threeway open-mouthed kiss. Warrick traced his hands down their arched backs, happy to hold the warm young asses. To be doing this as an old man. What kind of blessing was that? 

 The two horny milfs knew what they wanted and came straight to his cock. Nabiki realized what was going on and got up as well, all three of them getting between his massive legs so they could get a taste of his big black cock. 

 Sui and Suki smothered him down with their soft breasts and laughed as their moms worshiped the head of his cock and hungrily sucked out of every drop of precum. “Lucky bastard,” said Nabiki, jealous of all the attention he was getting. 

 That wasn’t even an exaggeration. How could he say that he wasn’t lucky? A successful worldwide franchise built around his wife, a happy marriage, a healthy and smart daughter, and a personal harem all to himself.

“I want to have your baby so bad,” Suki whispered again.

“Me too,” said Sui. “Please?”

 Warrick could feel the three tongues rolling over his cock and and groaned in pleasure, bringing the two young teens’ breasts to his mouth to suck on. “I suppose not using these would be a waste.” 

 And maybe, just maybe, one of them would give him a son. 

 As he glanced down and met Ranma’s eyes, he knew that he owed all of this to his wife. And she was sweet enough not to complain about anything. If anything, she seemed to be happy the more women he claimed, just as he was content to let her fuck a girl every so often as a guy. 

“Hey,” he said. “I love you.”  

 All eyes turned to Ranma as she finished licking up the drool from her lip. “I love you too. Now fuck them and make them stop whining.” 
