Chapters tagged robo-slut

by MoteDog

Chapter 37

You review your understanding of Ranma. It had better be right, or you’re in for a violent reaction. Luckily, she is giving you the time by doing her own review. You can see by the emotions on her face and how she wants to, but doesn’t, touch her naked body (especially her boobs...

by MoteDog

Chapter 38

You stiffen, especially your prick. If touched, you would have a full hard-on. You need a certain amount of risk to get re-excited. But only a certain amount. You stretch out and use the dining room table to pull yourself up onto a chair. Your prick>cock is at Ranma’s eye-level;...

by MoteDog

Chapter 39

"How much s it really?" You smile to yourself; this is where you get to be a hard-core fan. This is my roboslut and the starting point for her behaviors before her interpretations take over is supposed to be my OWN interpretations and opinions of the Ranma mythos - not what other...

by MoteDog

Chapter 40

You return from the store. You’re about to let the door slam, but think not to. Carrying the bag, you unbutton your shirt with one hand. You had given yourself a quick sponge bath before you left, but it would be feel good to have a full shower. It would feel especially good if R...

by MoteDog

Chapter 41

Looking on the wonderfully built, redheaded cutie who is feeling her 4’ 11’’ next to your male 5’11’’, you unbuckle. The pants are already dropped before you realize you could have had her take them off. It wouldn’t have been like before because now she was more Ranko than Ranma;...

by MoteDog

Chapter 42

You reach under the shirt and retake her butt, both cheeks this time, and draw her back to your covered prick. (Just the feel of her womanliness is nearly enough to make it a cock.) “We’ll work, that is, train around it.” You must use words Saotome has been conditioned to respond...

by MoteDog

Chapter 43

Your roboslut has made you feel what it would be like for Ranma to be Ranko, the all-girl version of himself. Her positronic brain is pressing YOUR buttons. It seems that’s what she meant to do. Her programming is going beyond your specifications to bring out implications you hav...

by MoteDog

Chapter 44

Your lips meet. Her lips say, “But Ranma - “ In one movement, your hands descend to hers and you drag the martial artist out of the bedroom. “This has been going on for too long!” Your prick is pumping testosterone into you. You’re certain her estrogen level is also on the rise....

by MoteDog

Chapter 45

The totally naked Ranko, a foot shorter and a hundred pounds lighter than you, comes up to you and - rips your belt! Not off: In half!! “Ranko!!” “What?!” she demands to know what your problem is as she tears your pants and briefs all the way to your crotch. As they fall, your e...

by MoteDog

Chapter 46

You find yourself standing there, looking at yourself in two mirrors and the arched down back of the girl sucking your dick in. You are more naked than she is! You desperately want to get rid of that exclamation mark! “Ranko(!)” you try to keep your voice normal, “there are bette...

by MoteDog

Chapter 47

Ranko’s womanly butt took an interesting shape as she scoots herself from the countertop. Her bare feet landed so lightly you sense no changes. Except even more of her silky, womanly body heat. Closest to you are her boobs. You can see by the way their dangling jiggles are firmin...

by MoteDog

Chapter 48

You take your prick in your hand again and lift it. It doesn’t reach her twat or any where near it, of course. “You’re going to have to squat.” Wouldn’t that be a ‘pretty picture’ of his girl body for Ranma to remember: Not. But maybe that’s the whole point for Ranko. She is stil...

by MoteDog

Chapter 49

And when the vibrator reaches maybe a quarter of a way into her cunt’s tunnel, it is pushed out, taking your hand with it. You are ready for her to pop the ‘weapon’ from the martial artist’s ‘never healing wound’ - only Ranko claims it again! Your hand follows it half-way in. Whe...

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Chapter 50

Ranko ran the ball of her foot along your cock, arching it higher than it can be on its own; the arch of her other foot cradles your balls, following them as they rose closer to your cock. What clumsiness her actions have is lessened by each stroke and fondle. Her skills are chal...

by MoteDog

Chapter 51

What did you just do!?! You slapped a martial artist!! The best in the world!! Your eyes race to see her reaction in the huge mirror - It's surprise.(??) That you would dare do that?!? No, the surprise only follows from...lust!(?) For a moment, only a moment, she was distracted,...

by MoteDog

Chapter 52

Alert for clues, you can’t help to notice that in letting herself actually feel mentally how horny her body is physically she is giving into a woman’s natural urge to talk. But even in her lust, her martial arts training dominates. “...heat,” Saotome analyzes in a voice lowering...

by MoteDog

Chapter 53

“What! Ranma’s trying to take control of you again?!!” In the mirror, you see what seems like the face of a girlfriend worried that her jealous boyfriend is back! And there behind the totally naked girlfriend is you with your hard-on, shoving a vibrator up her cunt! No, Ranma ISN...

by MoteDog

Chapter 54

“But HE’S - “ You wrap an arm around her belly to her hip, and spank!! And spank once more! “You’re raisin’ more heat! He’s -” “Are you a martial artist or not!? This is a challenge! Find a technique of your own! As long as he’s asleep, he’s nothing better than a technique him...

by MoteDog

Chapter 55

"What I won't give Ranma are any spirals," Ranko says, rubbing her naked cunt against your cock and balls in circles. "He's waiting for me to grind myself against you," and continues to do just that! "When the heat of our bodies' lusts become too great, his icy disgust will erupt...

by MoteDog

Chapter 56

The redhead is certainly not grinding her sex into your own now. And neither is she bumping. The nude is using her command of her muscles to actually polish your prick with her pussylips with a generous supply of pussyjuice. Her hands are free to feel you, lingering on the sensit...