GPS Means Guaranteed Positioning for Sex

“I’m not stubborn,” Ranma stubbornly said.

“Let’s add “denial” to your list of flaws,” Nabiki said, coming out from behind the counter. Do you actually believe you won’t be treated like every other person with a woman’s body when they're older than 18?” Her exaggerated hourglass figure left no eye any doubt she had a woman’s body. She held up a manicured hand to stop what the redhead was about to say, “Yes, I know your arguments! I’ve heard them for nearly two years, now. Here’s why they’re meaningless: Three letters, G.P.S.; three words, Global Positioning System. Did you pay any attention to the lessons on how the System works? Let me refresh your poor-in- schoolwork memory.”

“I could’ve missed the lessons! I done a lot of trainin' and battles since I came to Nerima!”

Nabiki just rolled her lash-framed eyes and continued to mentor. “No one knows - or the ones who do know have managed to keep it a secret for decades - how the GPS devices get into our bodies. It may be magic. But we have them as soon as we are born. And since the governments of the world can tap into their signals, they’re not going to help us remove them. They can track every body in the world with their satellites, and keep the data that’s collected every microsecond in their quantum computers with unlimited memory capacity. “ Looking at what must have been Ranma’s blank face, she said, sarcastically, “Oh, sorry. I lost you as soon as soon as I said “microsecond”.

“Well, let me ‘remind’ you, ‘again’, why “microsecond” and "micrometer" data is so important. The measuring ability of the satellites is so fine they record..." he hips acted out the words, "...every bump, grind, wiggle, swivel and just plain humping all of us do. The slight differences in our global positioning even tell them whether we’re being fucked in the pussy or ass." She stopped her slut act and continued more seriously. "But every body over 18 is doing it, so the main mainframes only bother - when a crime isn't involved - to find out who’s doing what to whom when any one under 18 is involved." The brain with the killer body did a bimbo walk towards the shorter Ranma.

“What the local, provincial, and even national and international courts are interested in is when the GPS of some body over 18 gets too near the GPS of some body under 18. Any minute shifts in position caused by sex automatically activate the System’s computer’s programming and set law enforcement into action. There is no escape, the perv perp’s GPS always tells the authorities where he - sometimes, she - can be located. Surgically remove it, and another one mysteriously replaces it.” I could see she would like to have been able to be rid of it.

I felt how sour Ranma’s face was. “And the system is also rigged to know when some body over 18 isn’t cooperating in havin' sex with another legal, right? Aw, man! No fair!”

“Woman ...or man! Expect some yaoi interest, pretty boy with muscles." Her hand caressed the redhead under her chin for a moment. I didn't understand, yet, why Ranma's GPS wasn't sending off a warning signal. "And every body’s GPS sends out short-range signals that every body else's GPS picks up on. There’s no hiding; they'll find you, if they’re horny enough to pay attention to the signals they grew up learning to ignore when they weren’t.” She frowned at the pigtailed girl. “You’ve gotten too good at ignoring those signals. I'd say extremely good.

“Which comes to why I bothered to waste my time telling you something you should already know. In fact, what you definitively know. At the level of the martial arts training of your body, you’re an expert in it. But you’re a dunce where it’s going to count when you become legal in a few days. You need a sensei to quickly train you in how to become a champion cumdump.”

"You, you mean?!" I had the feeling Ranma already suspected what Nabiki's price would be for her "help".

"Not necessarily. I have been offered a recruiting reward by any number of people who would like to train you. Cologne, for example." She smirked. "You wouldn't consider one of the Kunos, would you? Their offer is the richest."