The Slut of the Family

Akane caught up with them downstairs in the common room. She missed how miserable Ranma looked, and only saw someone glomping onto another, which, in her mind, of course, could only be the Pervert molesting her sister. “Take your hands off!”

“I don’t want to. I almost can’t, in fact,” Nabiki answered ‘instead’.

“Oh, Akane, good! It’s time for supper,” Kasumi said, coming in. “Tell us, how did your shopping trip with your friends go?”

“Everything I wanted I couldn’t afford!” she said, still glaring at the couple, mainly Ranma.

“And so Akane’s life is summed up. I’d let you have whatever you like from my closet, if it wasn’t my studly fiance’s place to do the purchasing.”

“What??” two voices said at once, with Kasumi looking on in seemingly mild interest.

“You know…, a master purchases his-”

“You have your Closet-space back!? The last I knew, you were borrowing all of my clothes! Wait! The last time we fought about that was when I gave you Ranma to be your fiance! Then you gave him back to me!”

“Oh, yeah.” Nabiki shuddered a bit. “Well, this time I have **** but to keep him. And I’ll tell you, I don’t look forward to dealing with the Rival Fiancees. I was lucky they didn’t find out that time. It can suck being a horny fiancee slut.” Needing comfort, she reached into his pants, letting the tabletop conceal her actions. Ooh, the real thing was much better than any of her dildos!

“What’s this about fiancees?” Soun said coming into the room.

“They’re not sitting at their usual places,” Genma noted.

“It’s true!” Nabiki smiled, squeezing both Ranma’s arm and penis. “I’m officially Ranma’s horny fiancee slut!”

“Will you stop SAYING that!!?” Akane yelled. “Will you stop saying that,” Ranma groaned.

“Sslut? My daughter, a, a…”

“Daddy! A slut is not a whore.” She then chuckled near her Master’s ear. “...unless, of course, my M-masterly and studly fiancee wishes me to be.”

“I’m not doing any more wishes!”

“See? I’m only a slut for M-my, uhrr, Ranma.” Was it tough for her to say the name and throw in the loophole. Silly of her to have forgotten about the redhead until now. But maybe the wish didn’t apply to Ranma as a girl? Anyway, for now, “Speaking of needs, it’s been pretty obvious how you and Uncle Saotome have been trying to maneuver Ranma and Akane into consummating their relationship. Well, I’m eager to do it - Tonight!”

“Really!!” Genma cried in hopeful joy.

“My baby girl! She’s becoming a grown woman!” Soun wept.

“She isn’t, yet?!” Akane asked. “What about Ranma’s “Responsibility”?!!”

“Don’t I have any say in this!?” Ranma demanded to be heard. But wasn’t.

“But that means Uncle Sao-, I mean you, Father-in-law, have to make other sleeping arrangements. We’ll need the space in the guest room to really go at it. The bed in my room is just a mite too narrow, it turns out.”

Before Genma could protest, the still teary Soun slapped a hand on his shoulder. “Certainly, Daughter! It will be like our younger days when we trained and camped together, right, Saotome?” From the look on Genma’s face, those weren’t the happiest of memories. Not that anybody noticed.