Officers of the compliance office

Ukyo felt the hairs on the back of his neck lift as he spotted the three figures standing in the doorway to the classroom. the person in front was a clearly a high ranking Shinto priest, while the two slabs of beef backing him up were wearing the uniform of the JSDF, Japanese Self Defense ****. Even before they announced themselves Ukyo knew they were from the office of compliance, the bureau tasked with handling matters of female compliance with the free-use law.

Normally the bureau officers consisted of a government pencil-pusher with delusions of grandeur who was all to ready to **** his limited power on anyone who fell under his area of influence. They were usually backed up, when needed, by a couple of local police officers. But this was Nerima, a major center of weirdness. Ranma was not the only shapeshifter in the area. And not all of the others were human. Yokai tended to show up on a semi-regular basis, as did empowered humans, and even intelligent animal mascots. After a few of the government pencil pushers got their pencils burned off, the duty of enforcing the law in this area was handed over to priests gifted with both knowledge and spiritual power.

"Attention! Your attention, please!" One of the soldiers bellowed, causing the few boys who had not noticed their entrance due to the fact they were balls deep in a girl to pause mid-stroke to blink at the sudden intrusion.

One of the soldiers stepped forward and read, in a loud bellow, from a clipboard, while the priest stood calmly behind him. "We have received a complaint that a member of this class has attempted to avoid her duty by passing herself off as a male! Pursuant to the appropriate regulations we are investigating this in order to determine the validity of this complaint, and to pass sentence if the complaint should prove accurate!" The soldier gave a brisk nod, took a step back and tucked the clipboard under his arm.

Ukyo could not help but notice that while the priest was standing still, his eyes never stopped moving as he scanned every person in the room. He was displaying a level of situational awareness that Ukyo had only ever seen in high level martial artists. He also noticed that as the only 'male' in the room without his dick hanging out, the priest was directing a good bit of his attention toward him. Once again the hairs on the back on Ukyo's neck bristled. He loudly told himself that he had nothing to worry about. He was one-hundred percent male now, and he had never collected the female subsidy. He was free and clear. Despite his mental lectures he could feel his spine becoming damp as sweat trickled down it.

Feeling the need to take action, and maybe forestall having to give explanations. Ukyo called out. "Akane, get over here!" In a commanding voice, which he tried to pitch as deep as possible.

Akane whose face showed the guilt she felt for narking on her friend jumped at Ukyo's order, and to the surprise of everyone who knew her the perpetually angry girl hurried over to Ukyo. "What can I do?" She asked with her head tucked down and clearly unable to meet Ukyo's eyes.

"You can get down on your knees and suck my cock, Akane!" Ukyo said in a firm voice as he undid his pants and pushed them down far enough to free his cock. The situation with the officials had turned him limp, but that was short lived as his balls caught up with what his brain had in mind.

Akane's head jerked up and she looked at Ukyou in shock, that turned to anger. Ukyo realized he's made a bit mistake. In calling on Akane to help prove he was male he had felt that it was karmic payback for the stupid move Akane had performed calling in the officials to 'save' Ukyo before things went too far. Only she'd forgotten that Akane had the survival instincts of a toddler chasing a ball into traffic. He just knew that any moment now Akane was going to do something incredibly stupid, like saying no.

Ukyo didn't give Akane a chance, to make a bad situation worse. He reached grabbed a handful of Akane's hair and wrenched her forward as he drove a targeted knee into her Solar plexus. Akane gasped as all the air in her lungs was suddenly expelled, and her diaphragm was paralyzed, preventing her from drawing in air in order to recover. Ukyo mercilessly **** the dilabated girl to her knees. "I meant now, bitch!" Ukyo yelled, wrencing Akane's head upward as he fisted his cock and brought in in line with her gasping mouth. Part of him was motivated by making sure that Akane didn't talk herself into six months of community service, but he'd be lying if he were to say that he wasn't enjoying himself. His enjoyment ramped up a notch as he **** Akane's jaws open with the fat head of his cock and surged into her mouth.

Ukyo glanced toward Ranma-chan. Ranma had superlative combat instincts, but she tended to lose them when Akane was involved. He really hoped that the redhead would hold it together and understand what Ukyo was trying to do. But the newly turned boy didn't have much hope. His worry was born out as he took in Ranma's furious expression. Ukyo started contemplating taking this fight outside, via the window, where he could explain things to Ranma. Before he could react however the mild-mannered priest reached out a hand and seemed to stroke it down Ranma's back. The gesture seemed benign, more as if he was simply using a touch to get her to calm down, but as Ukyo watched Ranma's legs folded up under her and she fell to her knees with a look of shock on her face. Clearly the priest had used some sort of pressure point move on the furious girl.

Without having Ranma to worry about Ukyo could focus on Akane. She looked down at the girl he was **** feeding his cock. Tears were already running down Akane's cheeks from the blow to her gut, and now as Ukyo's cock pried open the entrance to her throat they increased as she gagged around the thick intruder even as she struggled to draw a breath.

"Uk! Uk! Uk!" Akane made strangling sounds as she tried to suck air in through her nose and around Ukyo's girth. All the while she looked up at Ukyo through squinting and tear filled eyes with an expression that Ukyo was sure would kill him if it was at all possible. He found he didn't care. The feel of the top of Akane's throat clenching around the head of his dick felt way too good. Maybe he'd feel sorry he hadn't handled this any other way later, but for right now he was delighted with the route he had taken to derail the situation Akane had caused. But that look in Akane's eyes made Ukyo pretty sure that she didn't want the girl spouting off while the government officials were around. He had to put her out for the count. Normally he'd have clunked her over the head, but the feel of her fluttering throat gave him another idea.

Ukyo shuffled forward slightly, while taking a firm grip on Akane's head with both hands. He straddled her body and bent her head back as he bent his knees and **** his cock down the small girl's throat. Akane let out one last strangled "hucckkk!" before Ukyo's cock silenced her totally. He threw back his head in pure pleasure as he slid all the way up to his balls in her throat. Akane hammered at his thighs with her fists but their position did not allow her to target his **** balls. Plus her oxygen starved body was too weak to pose much threat to him.

Ukyo kept his grip firm and enjoyed the feeling of Akane's throat spasming around his length as her efforts to resist grew weaker and weaker. Ukyo gasped as he felt Akane pass out with one last convulsion that sent him over the edge and he exploded, shooting a huge load of cum straight down in the small girl's belly. He held her firmly in place until his cock gave on last spurt and then began to go soft. Letting out a sigh of completion he relaxed his grip and allowed Akane to slid off his cock with a loud slurping sound that ended in a pop as his the fat tip of his dick pulled out of her slack mouth. The girl crumpled to the floor between Ukyo's feet and he gave a shudder of satisfaction before looking over at the priest and his guards. "So, still think I'm a girl cross-dressing as a boy?" He asked.

"Actually, Mr Kunoji, the complaint that brought us here was not about you." the priest said with a benign smile.