Akane's heart was pounding so hard she was halfway convinced it would leap
out of her chest. Never had she believed she could find herself in such a
dire predicament from which there was no escape. It was horrible. Rather
than waiting at the front of the school building and openly proclaiming
their challenge, those horny brutes that always lusted after her had
ambushed her just as she passed by the outside gates. Caught completely
off-guard, Akane instantly found herself surrounded by the mob and gang
tackled before she had a chance to defend herself. The horde proved far too
numerous and powerful to overcome, despite her impressive martial arts
skills, and Akane soon found herself rendered helpless. Rough, callused
hands ripped her school uniform from her body, tearing it and her
undergarments to shreds and leaving her completely nude. The torn remnants
of cloth ended up paraded about by the mob as if they were trophies from
some great conquest.

The same powerful hands forced her to the ground on her back, spread-eagled.
Others pounded tent pegs in the ground next to her limbs. Next they bound
her wrists and ankles with soft, yet strong, nylon cord, then tied the
excess to the pegs that were firmly entrenched in the hard earth. Secured,
the men removed their hands from her body. Akane tried struggling, but it
was to no avail. Her bindings were too tight. She was defeated and
completely at their mercy.

Helpless, Akane lay there limply and watched events unfold around her,
nothing more than a helpless spectator. She stared with rapt attention as
the men eagerly removed their clothing, revealing well-toned muscles and
hardened dicks all pointing in her direction. In perfect unison, their
blended voice stated in enthusiastic tones, "Akane Tendou, in order to have
our way with you, we must defeat you, and now we have!"

The declaration made Akane squirm futilely in her bonds. "No! Wait! It's all
a misunderstanding! It was just a rumor! It's not true!"

"We'll make it true," the group promised as it moved closer.

Akane's eyes bulged in fear as she found herself surrounded on all sides by
lust-filled men. No way could she take that many guys, no matter how horny
she was with abstaining for so long. "Won't someone save me?!" she cried.

>From the very back of the crowd, a deep sonorous voice announced, "Let those
who would ambush women and force their unwanted attentions upon them, feel
the wrath of the boldest and most handsome of men!"

The proclamation caused the horde to turn their attention from their bound
prey to the newcomer. They parted for the intruder, like a sea making way
for some Biblical figure, revealing him to Akane's prone view. It was a bold
Tatewaki Kunou who strode through the bisected mob as though they were
little more than ants that were worth less than a moment's concern.

"Kunou-chan,"  Akane sighed, her eyes taking on a starry gleam.

"She's ours!" The horde cried out. Just as they had parted for Kunou, so now
did the mob reverse itself and descend upon him in two waves from both
sides, momentarily obscuring him from Akane's view.

"Nooo!" Akane cried out, wishing with all her might that she was free and
able to fight at Kunou's side.

"Away, unworthy fools!" came a cry from the center of the mob.

A thunderous roar filled the air, causing the very ground itself to tremble.
Suddenly the air was filled with flying bodies that were tossed about like
leaves in a tornado. A hundred men were thrown back, left to soar through
the air before crashing hard into the ground. Their bodies filled the entire
length of the school yard, all of them groaning in various states of
senselessness.

At the epicenter of the destruction, Kunou stood confidently, bokken idly
resting across one shoulder. "Fleas should bother dogs, not men." His teeth
gleamed as he unleashed a smile in Akane's direction.

The bound girl swooned at the sight of Kunou's easy triumph. A hundred foes
dispatched with one blow. Truly he was the mightiest of men.

Kunou had a swaggering gait as he strode toward Akane. He eventually came to
a stop, standing not more than a meter from her as his eyes roved over her
body in a decidedly hungry manner. "Now that I am victorious, I claim for
myself the prize those boorish dolts sought."

"Yes!" Akane cried out in a joyous delirium. "I'm yours! Do with me what you
will!"

Kunou smirked. "Oh indeed, I shall." With a wave of his hand, his clothes
were hurled aside, leaving him clad in nothing more than a leopard print
thong, his impressive manhood all but threatening to rip through the thin
material.

Akane's eyes were transfixed on what lay between his legs. "Take me now!"
she pleaded.

Kunou responded by leaping upon her nude body and burying his face in her
cleavage. He rubbed his head vigorously up and down, all but mauling her
breasts as he squeezed them and played with her taut nipples.

She could feel her lower lips moistening from the rough manipulations. "Oh
yes, I knew you had it in you," Akane cooed.

Abruptly, the mauling stopped. In a high pitched, feminine voice, Kunou
asked, "Ranma, when you chest get so small?"

xxxxxxxxx

Akane woke with a start in the familiar confines of her bedroom. She found
her arms poised above her head, hands clenched tightly to her headboard in a
deathlock, her legs spread wide, and a body lay on top of her. The persons'
face was buried in her cleavage while their hands remained attached to her
breasts, almost exactly like in what had obviously been a dream.

However, the one thing that stood apart from the dream was the identity of
the figure. Fondling Akane's breasts in a very skillful manner was a
completely naked Shampoo, whose eyes were closed as she dreamily said,
"Ranma no worry. Shampoo figure out a way to make her chest too, too perfect
again."

A vein in Akane's forehead twitched. Then her whole face twitched. Then her
entire body twitched.

And then...

xxxxxxxxxx

A cry of "Shampoo no baka!" and the sound of a fist striking something hard
filled the Tendou house.

Nabiki sat bolt upright in her bed. Her previously sleepy mind processed the
information that had roused it from its slumber. Identifying the source of
the disturbance as the room next to hers, Nabiki pounded on the wall and
shouted out, "Keep the lesbian action down in there! Some of us are trying
to get some sleep! Stupid dykes."

Nabiki cursed her misjudgment as she lay back down and threw the covers over
her head. Here she had Shampoo pegged as a screamer, rather than Akane.
She'd have to go out tomorrow and buy a gag for her sister if she was ever
going to get any peace and quiet.

xxxxxxxxxx

[End teaser]

Yep, going back to this one. Ordinarily I wouldn't bother posting a teaser,
but it took me so long to figure out how to start this damned chapter that
once I had it written down I wanted to post it. I'm currently working on it
and hope to have the chapter complete by the end of the week. Of course, by
saying as much I probably jinxed myself, but oh well.

DB Sommer





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