Erotic Nerima Encounters
by H. Saotome

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This is not a coherent story but rather a collection of individual
scenes based on the manga "Ranma 1/2". There is no continuity or other
relationship between separate chapters, unless otherwise stated within
those chapters. Neither is there any planned number of chapters, nor any
"ending" as such. You should think of it as a bunch of one-shots, most
of which will be fairly short, which I will add to as the whim takes me.
Any scenes added to this collection will most likely be posted first on
my blog.

M/F, nc, humil, bdsm, spank, exhib.

Disclaimer: I do not own "Ranma 1/2". This story was written for
non-commercial purposes only.

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Chapter 10. The Ultimate Teacher

Principal Kuno of Furinkan High School sat facing the chair on the other
side of the desk in his office. A vicious smile curved his mouth and
there was a gleam in his eye. In the chair sat a little brown teddy
bear.

"When I hear you conquer three school full o' delinquents an' da kine,"
the principal said to the bear, "I'm pullin' every string to bring you
here! So you got just one mission here ... to *crush* Ranma Saotome!"
The man burst out into maniacal laughter.

Then he leaned back and wiped his forehead. "Okay. Dat's forty-five
rehearsals. I wish dat Ninomiya would show up."

Outside in the schoolyard a young girl no one had seen before was
walking toward the school. In appearance, she belonged in elementary
school, or perhaps very early middle school. There was a great deal of
chatter among the students in the yard wondering what she was doing here
at the high school. Most of the talk broke up when she approached
Ranma's friends Hiroshi and Daisuke.

"Um ... 'scuse me?" she said to the pair.

Hiroshi smiled at the tyke and asked, "What can we do for ya?"

Her own face lit up and she cheerfully requested, "Can you take me to
the principal's office?"

At that moment Ranma came running up, hurrying so as to avoid being
late. He leaped far through the air, touched lightly on the school gate,
jumped off, landed for a moment on the unknown girl's head, and jumped
off again. The poor girl fell flat on her face, dazed.

"Ranma! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" his friend Daisuke
yelled at him.

"Huh?" Ranma turned back to look, seeing the child sprawled on the
ground. "What happened to her?"

"You jumped off her head, dimwit," Hiroshi told him in something
approaching, but not exactly equal to, disbelief. "I mean, that was
cold, y'know?"

"Sorry," Ranma replied, looking at least a little chagrined.

"You could at least take her where she wanted to go," Daisuke told him.

Ranma shrugged, and lifted the girl up, swinging her around behind him
to carry her piggyback. "Where's that?" he asked while doing so.

"Principal's office," Daisuke answered.

Ranma acquiesced with little more than a lifted eyebrow and the four of
them proceeded to the office as quickly as possible. By the time they
arrived the girl was regaining consciousness again, so they left her
there and headed off to class. They'd heard they would have a new
teacher today, and didn't want to be late.

If they'd stuck around a few more minutes, they would have heard loud
screams coming from the office.

And just to prove that the universe was operating normally, Ranma was
accidentally sprayed by someone trying to drink from a water fountain
just before they entered the classroom. So she ended up sitting down at
her desk as a girl instead of a boy, disgruntled that she would no doubt
end up having to explain her curse to the new teacher on that teacher's
very first day.

                               o - o - o

It was several minutes after class should have started when the girl
Ranma had carried to the principal's office walked into their classroom.
She was carrying several boxes, much larger than herself, without
apparent effort. While everyone stared in befuddlement, she walked right
up to the front of the classroom, and set all of the boxes on the floor
in the corner.

She then went to the board and wrote "Hinako Ninomiya" on it. Turning
around she introduced herself. "Hello class. My name is Hinako Ninomiya,
and starting today I'm your new homeroom teacher."

A shock ran around the room. Students whispered to one another,
commenting on how she looked much too young to be a teacher, wondering
if this were some sort of joke. They all fell silent when she clapped
her hands.

"Now, now," she said sternly. "No talking in class without permission.
I'm a very, very strict teacher. If you're a *bad* little boy or girl,
you'll get in *big* trouble!" She gave all of the students a *look*,
lifting her eyebrow.

Remembering their place, all of the students responded, "Yes,
Ninomiya-sensei."

"Very good!" she declared approvingly. "Now if you'll take out your
English textbooks and turn to page ..." She stopped abruptly and stared
at the wall between the classroom and the hallway.

All of the pupils turned to look as well. A large section of the wall
was bulging inward, developing cracks. It then shattered, spraying many
of the nearer students with plaster. A Chinese girl stepped through the
hole, carrying a mace in one hand, and a bowl of ramen in the other.

"Shampoo have too too good ramen for airen," she announced happily.

Before anyone could react, another figure jumped through the hole. This
one was also a teenage girl, wearing a black leotard and holding a
bento. As she entered, a maelstrom of black rose petals swept in behind
her and settled over the floor.

"My Ranma-sama is much too worthy to eat trash prepared by foreigners,"
Kodachi stated haughtily. "Therefore *I* am providing him with a meal."

Shampoo spun to face Kodachi and without doubt a rip roaring fight would
have ensued, except that the new teacher held out her arm with a coin
between two of the fingers. Swinging the arm in a circle, Hinako called
out, "Aku. Ja. Byo. Tsu. Ma."

There was a crack of thunder, and a flash of light leaped from the two
intruders to the teacher. Both girls had looks of shock on their faces
as they floated slowly to the ground. They both lay there, making no
attempt to get up, and apparently unable to do so.

"Hmmph. A pair of tardy delinquents. And vandalizing school property as
well."

The eyes of the students swung back to the source of the voice. Where a
moment ago had been their childlike teacher, there now stood a full
grown woman. A very *voluptuous* woman. The dress, sweater and flat
shoes had been replaced by some type of latex outfit which barely
covered her crotch and breasts, and had a gap several inches wide in
front from her cleavage all the way down to just below her navel, held
together by strings. Her legs were encased in fishnet stockings and
shoes with four inch tall stiletto high heels. There was no sign of the
previous outfit.

Oh, and one shouldn't forget to mention the coiled whip hanging at her
side.

"Bad children must be punished," the woman informed everyone huskily.
She strutted toward the helpless Shampoo and Kodachi.

"Now hang on just a moment!" Ranma yelled. She jumped up from her desk
and headed toward the front of the row to intercept the apparent
madwoman who had just taken the place of their teacher. "Whoever you
are, you're not gonna hurt 'em!"

She spared the redhead a glance. "I'm your teacher," she said to the
girl. "I already told you that. And you're apparently naughty as well."
She held out her arm, made the same motions and sounds as before, and
was rewarded with another clap of sound and flash of light. Ranma
emitted a weak "eep" and slowly collapsed to the floor.

This was too much for Akane or Ukyo to take. Jumping up from their own
desks, they did not march toward the front as their fiance Ranma had,
but instead ran as fast as they could. They were still too slow. Another
thunderclap, another flash, and both Akane and Ukyo were also lying
helpless on the floor, unable to so much as lift their heads.

"Anyone else?" Hinako inquired with a lifted eyebrow. All of the
remaining students shook their heads, choosing to remain completely
silent.

Hinako gave a short nod, then continued walking over to the boxes she'd
dropped in the corner. Pulling out one particularly large box and
opening it, she lifted out a puzzling contraption which she unfolded and
then set on the floor. It became a sturdy rectangular frame, perhaps
seven feet tall and four feet wide. Placed at intervals around the frame
were hooks. Hinako then proceeded to take out and set up four more
identical frames.

The woman opened another box. Without taking anything out, she walked
over to the nearest girl lying on the floor, who happened to be Shampoo.
Grasping her by the hair on the back of her head, she lifted the Chinese
girl from the floor easily, until only her feet still touched. The
teacher dragged Shampoo over to the new box and let her drop again.

Reaching into the box, Hinako pulled out something which looked like a
red ball with a black strap attached. She pushed the ball into Shampoo's
mouth, and buckled the strap behind the girl's head. She then pulled out
four leather manacles with chains attached, and buckled these to each of
Shampoo's wrists and ankles. Bending over the Chinese teenager, the
teachers hands moved in a blur, and just as easily as if she'd been
taking lessons from the ancient pervert Happosai their teacher now held
all of Shampoo's clothing, leaving Shampoo lying on the floor entirely
naked.

Hinako dropped the cheongsam, bra, panties and shoes into the box from
which she'd taken the frames. At the same time Shampoo did her best to
try to curl up in order to hide her assets from the view of all the
shocked students in the class, not that she was very successful. And not
that it mattered very much either. For Hinako immediately picked Shampoo
up by the hair once again, and attached the chains from the manacles to
the four corners of one of the frames.

Shampoo wanted to scream, but the gag allowed only a grunt to emerge.
She was facing Ranma's class, upright, spread-eagled, and completely,
one hundred percent nude. At this point, even if she had her full
strength, she'd be entirely helpless. As it was, all she could do was
hang there knowing that everything she had was on display and she was at
the mercy of this crazy woman, unable to defend herself.

In short order Kodachi, then Ranma, then Akane, then Ukyo all found
themselves in the same predicament as Shampoo. All of them naked and
chained in one of the frames, facing the astounded class. All of them
gagged. All of them drained entirely of strength and helpless to defend
themselves.

One of the watching girl's tried to protest. "Ninomiya-sensei, this
isn't right. You shouldn't ..."

A few other girls were nodding along with what she said, though not all
of them, and not any of the boys. In any case, Hinako interrupted her.

"On the contrary," the teacher told her in a voice which brooked no
contradiction, "I was specifically hired to enforce discipline on
students who have been getting away with far too much. That is precisely
what I intend to do. Unless you wish to join them, I expect you to
remember the rule about not talking in class."

The girl shut up instantly. No one else dared to speak, and barely even
dared to move. The one girl near the door who made a motion as if she
was considering standing, froze immediately upon being fixed with a
glare by the insane teacher. She settled back down, and gave up any
thought of going for help.

It was obvious that others among the students felt rather differently.
Many of the boys, and even some of the girls, pulled out cell phones and
started taking photographs. Although they decided to hold off on posting
any of them until it was all over with. After all, one couldn't tell
what busybody might notice too soon and try to interfere.

As for Hinako, she either never noticed the photographers recording the
event, or she simply didn't care.

Many of the boys were openly drooling over the sight before them. They
could easily see that the circles around Ranma's nipples were pink,
while the other four girls were more brown. Both Ranma and Shampoo
clearly had the largest tits, with Ukyo coming in a distant second, and
Akane and Kodachi roughly tied for last - although even in the latter
cases the size was quite respectable, and any boy in the room would love
to get his hands on them. It was amusing to notice that Shampoo dyed her
cunt hair the same purple color as the hair on her head, while Ranma's
likewise matched the scarlet locks atop her head, though more naturally.
Akane and Kodachi again mostly matched, both having tidy midnight black
triangles, with the primary difference being that Akane's was somewhat
more sparse. And many in the class were startled by the fact that Ukyo
apparently chose to remove every last speck of hair down there, leaving
the front of her slit to stand out quite clearly.

In the meantime Hinako had returned to her box of wonders and withdrawn
five more chains, with some unidentified object at both ends of each.
Walking first over to the end where Ukyo dangled, she pulled on one of
Ukyo's nipples while lifting the end of one of the chains. Releasing her
hold caused a loud pained grunt from Ukyo which everyone could hear
despite the gag, and they could all see that the end of the chain
remained attached to her nipple, apparently clamped onto it. Raising the
other end of the chain, the teacher quickly attached it to the other
nipple, drawing yet another loud grunt. Then she lifted the chain in the
middle, pulling up on it in a way that made Ukyo kick and squeal as her
nipples were tugged upward, and the chain was placed over a hook in the
center of the top crosspiece of Ukyo's frame.

Everyone in the audience could see the fear in Akane's eyes as she
watched the teacher approach. That fear was justified. The noises Akane
made were just as loud as Ukyo's, as both ends of the chain were clamped
onto her nipples, and the chain was then pulled upward and placed over
the hook above her.

This action was repeated for Ranma, then Kodachi, and finally Shampoo.
Both Ranma and Shampoo managed to suppress any sounds of pain, though
they couldn't prevent themselves from squirming. Kodachi on the other
hand made the loudest squeals of any of them.

Hinako looked the situation over for a time, debating whether she was
satisfied with her preparations. In particular, she considered whether
she ought to insert a pole into the bottom of each frame and impale each
girl upon a dildo atop the pole. In the end she gave a tiny shake of her
head, deciding that this would be overkill for a first offense.

Thus she merely stepped closer to the wall, behind the girls and
partially facing the class herself. She looked over the wide and staring
eyes, nodding in satisfaction that the lesson was being driven home to
all of her students. Reaching down to her side, Hinako grasped the
handle of her whip and lifted the long coil of leather. She let the
coils fall, then raised her arm in the air.

The only warning Shampoo received was the sudden widening of every eye
in the classroom. An instant later a trail of fire swept across her ass,
and the young Amazon gave her very best effort to scream out loud
despite the gag, as her body thrust forward in a vain attempt at escape.

This was followed a moment later by Kodachi's muffled scream. Ranma had
sworn she would make no further sound, but broke her vow immediately on
feeling the lash strike across her own ass. She yanked her body around
as best she could, tugging uselessly at the chains. While she wriggled
and her large boobs heaved, Akane joined her, thrusting her pubic mound
toward the class and biting hard into the leather of the gag as she
attempted to shriek in pain. Ukyo's turn came last, her actions
identical to that of the other four girls.

Then Shampoo felt a second trail of flame laid across her ample hips.
The whip again traversed the lineup, making each girl dance and emit
muffled cries of agony and outrage. Then each of the girls was whipped
another time. And again. And again. Even the students taking photographs
winced as the strokes landed, reacting in sympathetic shock with the
jerking and tossing figures chained within the frames.

Without warning Hinako lowered her arm to let the whip lie along the
floor. Her entire body tensed, and she suddenly cried out, "Oh ... Oh!
... God ... Yeeesss!" Her body shrank down, the whip, stockings and
latex outfit disappearing only to be replaced by the dress and sweater
the child had been wearing earlier. The much younger girl, at least in
appearance, was dreamy eyed and panting heavily.

Within the five frames the naked girls were shaking and trembling, even
the normally stoic Ranma. Their tits jiggled with the movements, and
glimpses were given from time to time of the slits between their legs as
their bodies writhed. All of their faces were streaked with tears, and
every one of the girls was obviously sobbing, whimpers escaping around
the balls filling their mouths.

Hinako went down the line of the five, turning each frame 180 degrees so
that the girl's back was to the spectators. Each and every seated
student flinched on catching the first sight of those reddened ass
cheeks, decorated with a series of spectacular welts. Any idea of saying
anything, however, even to ask if the teacher was finished and would let
the captives go now, was entirely quashed by the terror of drawing the
lunatic's attention to themselves.

The teacher turned to the class and said, drowsily, "I hope you have all
learned a lesson from this. *Any* misbehavior in my classroom will be
punished very sternly. I strongly suggest you do not even *think* of
causing any trouble or breaking any rules. Does everyone understand
this?"

The heads of every student in the class jerked up and down violently.

"Excellent!" Hinako cheered, clapping her hands. "In that case, it's
time for recess!" She paused in thought, a finger pressed to her chin.
"I mean gym, it's time for gym class. Girls to the softball field with
me, boys to the gymnasium for basketball. Let's go!"

She headed for the door, certain that she would be followed. She did see
some of the students glancing in confusion back toward the front of the
classroom, though they were clearly hesitant to ask questions. Grasping
their concern, she declared, "Don't worry. They'll be fine! I'm sure
they'll still be waiting here for us when we return!" She propped one of
her boxes over the hole in the wall, turned off the lights, and stepped
out into the hallway.

The students, more than a little uncertain but not daring to act
otherwise, followed her. The door closed, leaving their five restrained
classmates dangling at the front of the room, faces to the wall.

                               o - o - o

After a hurried discussion in the locker room, and a quick check that
all of the girls - and more importantly, the crazy teacher - had indeed
gone outside, the boys of class 1-F crept back upstairs. Opening the
door quietly, a couple of them peeked inside to check that the room was
exactly as it had been left. The room was a little dim, what with the
lights off and an overcast day, but there was still plenty of light with
which to see. Nothing was out of place, and the room was quiet, the five
girls at the front apparently having stopped crying and choosing to
remain silent.

After a hurried discussion, a protesting Hikaru Gosunkugi was pushed
into the classroom. Even with a promised reward, the terror of being
recognized by any of *these* girls before he could complete his task
nearly made him wet his pants. Making sure to keep his face averted from
the five, he slipped quietly up near the front of the room, and looked
into the last box their new teacher had opened.

Finding what he sought, Hikaru lifted out five pieces of leather. Moving
up behind Shampoo, he quickly placed the blindfold over her eyes, and
continued to keep his face averted while buckling it in place behind her
head. As expected, Shampoo cried out at this fresh indignity, and Hikaru
prayed that the others would not recognize him when they looked over to
discover the cause of this sound.

Moving as rapidly as possible, Hikaru had soon blindfolded all five of
the girls. He then motioned to the boys at the door. All of the other
boys from the class entered the room, the last one in closing the door
again behind himself. None of them spoke, hoping that in the absence of
voice recognition the girls would lack absolute certainty regarding
their identities.

As per his promised reward, Hikaru moved around to Akane's front. He
released the clamps from her abused nipples, drawing grunts of fresh
pain from the teenage girl. He took a few moments to fondle and squeeze
her beautiful tits, nearly swooning at the pleasure he felt doing so,
and completely ignoring her attempts to protest. Hikaru then slipped a
finger between Akane's legs, stroking her cleft, and causing it in short
order to moisten against her will.

Undoing and dropping his pants, Hikaru slipped his surprisingly large
cock between Akane's legs. Pausing for just a moment to fight the urge
to pass out, he took hold of his manhood and aimed it upward. With a
push he lodged the head between her cunt lips, resulting in a muffled
squeal. Pressing onward, he sank his iron hard rod inch by slow inch
into her depths. At long last he embedded his length fully within his
helpless classmate, then gradually withdrew all but the tip. Panting
with ecstasy, he proceeded to vigorously fuck his long time crush.

Beside them, Hiroshi was treating his pal Ranma in a similar fashion. He
too had removed the clamps from her nipples, allowing him to maul the
redhead's sizable tits. His prick pressed just as eagerly into Ranma's
innards, sliding in and out easily as the boy-turned-girl quickly became
heavily lubricated. Before long he was pounding himself into her wet
snatch at a high tempo.

On the other side of Akane, Daisuke had forced his ramrod into Ukyo's
puss without any gentleness whatsoever. It wasn't until he was beating
his dick in and out of her at a steady rhythm that he finally reached up
to unclamp her tortured boobs. At which point he sucked her nipples into
his mouth one after the other, bringing the chef fresh pain as he closed
his teeth upon them.

Two other boys likewise stepped up and subjected Shampoo and Kodachi to
their own rapes. The Amazon tried to curse and make promises about what
she would do to the one who had dared rob her of her virginity, but the
gag defeated her efforts. Kodachi on the other hand was utterly subdued
by this time, and simply endured the fresh degradation.

The other ten boys from the class lined up in pairs behind the first
five, awaiting their own turns to fuck the chained pieces of ass. They
didn't have long to wait. Hikaru cried out first, filling Akane's cunt
with his virile seed. Even as he disengaged and the boy behind him moved
up to take his place, others were tensing up and injecting their own
loads of cum into the various girls.

As each boy finished, he moved back to the end of one of the lines.
Daisuke shifted over to take a turn at Ranma. Hiroshi badly wanted to
fuck Akane, and wasn't happy that three others would come inside of her
before he got his chance to fill her up. Hikaru, not feeling too picky
about which of the other four he sampled, stepped in line in front of
Shampoo. As every other boy dumped his first load into one of the five
juicy twats available, he too moved over and joined one of the lines for
a second go round.

Most of the boys were drained after their second time, but six of the
fifteen were up for a third helping. Hikaru won a game of rock, paper,
scissors with another boy, and got into the line behind Ranma. Hiroshi
picked the shortest line remaining, and prepared to introduce Ukyo's no
longer virgin cunt to his still hard cock. Daisuke on the other hand
wasn't able to get it up again, and was sent out of the room to keep an
eye on the softball game from a window overlooking the field.

The boys finished up with Kodachi and Ukyo. Kodachi hung there, broken
in spirit, no longer able to imagine herself as superior to others, or
indeed as anything better than a tramp. She saw no point in continuing
to resist the advances of her male schoolmates in future, and would
simply surrender to all of their base desires. Unlike her, Ukyo was not
broken but did feel thoroughly degraded. Defensively, she retreated into
her self identification as a male. She resolved to hunt down the
bastards responsible and take vengeance, but discarded her femininity as
a useless trait which made her vulnerable.

The last boy humping Shampoo shot inside of her and withdrew himself,
nearly collapsing in pleasure. As the Chinese girl stood there, threads
of viscous goo slowly dripping from her opening, her rage was towering.
Yet the fury was overlain by fear. For what she had done, the Japanese
teacher would have to die, yet at the same time the loco woman
frightened Shampoo as no other female ever had. As for the males who had
... used her body for their pleasure ... she planned to hunt them down
and make them regret their actions in terrifying ways. Assuming she
could find out who they were. And praying that she could keep her fellow
Joketsuzoku from ever learning of this, given how her status would
suffer as a result. Which might turn out to be very difficult, since the
sums she had done while trying to ignore the pleasure inflicted on her
body confirmed that she was at her most fertile today.

Firmly suppressing panic, Shampoo seriously considered whether she
should finally allow Mousse access to her body tonight. That way she
could blame any pregnancy on him. Ranma would be a vastly better choice
of course, but despite her persistent pursuit the Amazon was under no
illusion that she could talk Ranma into sex with her immediately.
Particularly considering Ranma's own experiences today. So Mousse was
really the only other reasonable choice, and while a relationship with
him would do her no favors status-wise, it would be far better than the
truth, given Joketsuzoku prejudices about failure and weakness.

Ranma and Akane were both still being fucked, thick pricks sawing in and
out between their dripping labia. They had both been counting off
probable numbers of boys in their heads, and through a failure to take
into account the possibility of multiple screws, had overcounted and
come to the conclusion that these either weren't the boys from their
class or at least were not just those boys. The more likely conclusion
to which they both arrived was that these were the members of the old
hentai horde which used to battle Akane every morning.

Aside from their decision to put every one of those boys in the hospital
as soon as they had any sort of confirmation, the next thought for each
of them was the devastating effect this would have on the other. Which
surprisingly helped both of them to cope. Ranma was thinking that Akane
was most definitely a girl despite being the tomboy she often called
her, and rape was the most terrible thing any girl could suffer,
especially if she were a virgin. So she resolved to help Akane deal with
this by dropping her normal assholery and start giving her fiancee her
solid support.

Akane on the other hand was certain Ranma must be on the verge of a
nervous breakdown, suffering such a violation when he was so adamant
about thinking of himself as a boy regardless of outward gender. She was
certain that her pigtailed fiance would suffer many tears and nightmares
in the dark of the night, and wondered to what degree she would dare to
offer him comfort. In particular, might it not help them both to offer
their bodies to each other? So that Ranma could wipe away the shame by
having sex as a male, while Akane herself derived what peace she could
by experiencing with her fiance what it truly meant to make love?

The boy thrusting into Ranma's snatch stiffened and came, giving her
another big dose of cream. Beside them, Akane felt the hard cock
currently filling her begin to pump both harder and faster. Much to
Akane's mortification she climaxed on his dick, just before he forced
himself all the way within her and shot several blasts of cum deep into
her cunt, adding a few hundred million more sperm to those swimming
their way up inside her womb.

As the last boy took his place in front of Akane, for the final rape of
the day, Daisuke slipped back into the classroom and waved frantically.
The boy cursed viciously but quietly, still not wanting to risk
identifying himself, and pulled his pants back up. Clamps were
reattached to all of the girls' nipples, much to their dismay and moans
of pain.

The boys then pulled out their cell phones. By common agreement there
had been no photographs during the recent activity, for fear of
accidentally capturing someone's face. They now took as many photos as
they could, as quickly as possible, paying particular attention to
getting closeups of clamped tits, welted asses, and well-fucked pussies.
By the time these pictures were shared with everyone in the school, no
one would be able to say who had taken and distributed them originally.

Just for the hell of it, several boys scooped up jism which was running
down thighs and dripping to the floor, then smeared it on the girls'
faces. They paid special attention to getting it on their lips, though
mindful of time running out they made no attempt to remove the gags to
get it inside their mouths. With a few last camera flashes, the boys
took off, leaving the blindfolds in place.

The boys ran pell mell down to the locker room, where they stripped in a
matter of seconds and threw on gym uniforms. As each one finished, he
ran out into the gym and joined the others in tossing around a
basketball. The last couple didn't make it in time, and hid just outside
the door as Hinako entered the gymnasium and told the boys that time was
up and they needed to get dressed and head back to class. Which they
dutifully did.

As the teacher and students reentered the classroom, most of the girls
noticed that the five at the front had additional straps around their
heads, which a few taking seats at the far side could see were
blindfolds. Only a couple of the girls noticed the streaks along the
captives' thighs and guessed that something terrible might have
happened. Hinako, however, took no apparent notice of either of these
facts. And none of the girls were quite brave enough to speak up and
point them out.

Hinako did move along the line and finally removed the clamps from their
much too tender bosoms. Unfortunately, she did not choose yet to release
them. Instead she proceeded with the next class, leaving them up there
with their bottoms on display. Finally, when lunchtime came, she first
removed the blindfolds and gags, then released the manacles one at a
time. The boys all averted their eyes, trying to hide their guilt.

Shampoo glared at the teacher the moment she was free, not bothering
immediately to cover herself. Seeing that the teacher ignored her glare,
and not daring to attack without careful planning and thus risk an
immediate repeat of her torture, Shampoo pulled out her clothing and put
it on. While doing so she looked around for any evidence of rapists.
Seeing nothing certain, Shampoo stormed toward the wall and raised her
mace, but thought better of it and instead marched out through the door.

Kodachi was freed next. She didn't even bother to dress. She merely
picked up her clothing, held it to her chest, and slunk out the door as
meekly as possible. Her delusional mind wondered whether anyone in the
class, male or female, would blackmail her over today's events, and
considered whether she should preemptively offer herself to them to
avoid such consequences.

When Ranma was released it was only by the merest hair that she
refrained from attacking Hinako. This was primarily due to her concern
for Akane's state of mind, and to a lesser degree Ukyo's, as well as the
irrational fear that if she were drained and punished again the
punishment might be extended to the other two as well. So she only
picked up both her and Akane's clothing, and hissed at all of the boys
to "turn the fuck around." Which they *very* promptly did.

When Akane came free, she embraced Ranma tightly before doing anything
else. Then she took the clothes her red-haired fiance handed her and
dressed. While she was doing that, Ranma thought things over, then
picked up a piece of paper, wrote on it, and handed it to a boy. The
paper said, "You won't tell a soul. If you were involved, you're dead.
My promise on it. Pass this around."

Ranma then picked up Ukyo's clothing, and handed it to her as soon as
the last manacle came off the chef. Akane and Ranma both stood there
beside her as she dressed, while Hinako put her "toys" away. When Ukyo
finished dressing, Ranma whispered, "Let's get out of here." The other
two nodded, and they left the room together, a little surprised that the
teacher made no attempt to stop them.

As they walked down the hall, Ukyo asked, "You think it was the bastards
back there who ... did it?"

Akane and Ranma both shrugged. Ranma said, "Maybe. Maybe not. But we'll
find out. More important is that bitch. She's got to go. That's just
become a thousand times more important than getting rid of the crazy
principal. But leave me to deal with her alone. No reason either of you
risking ... something similar happening."

"Fuck that," Akane told him off with uncharacteristic crudeness. Ukyo
nodded in agreement. "We want a piece of that bitch too. And we're going
to get it."

Ranma sighed, but nodded to show that she understood. The three
continued down the hall and out of the school.

And meanwhile inside that school, a multitude of photographs were being
passed around electronically. Together with anonymous descriptions of
what it had been like to be inside the pussies of Akane, and Ranma, and
Ukyo, and the other two less well known girls. They wrote of how many
orgasms had been positively observed for each one - specifically, two
apiece for Ranma and Akane, just one for each of Ukyo and Shampoo, and a
whopping four for Kodachi. There was speculation over whether any of the
five would turn up pregnant, and what effect in particular that might
have in Ranma's case.

And for a time, though perhaps only a short time, the boys of class 1-F
were elated with their conquest.

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The scene in this chapter is based on the story arc which introduces
Hinako Ninomiya in VIZ translation volume 23, chapters 3 to 9, and most
specifically chapter 3. Alternatively, this was volume 25 chapter 3 in
the original Japanese volumes, or chapter 259 out of 407 in the overall
chapter count. In canon, matters progress similarly to the beginning of
this scene up until Hinako meets with the principal, when there is no
screaming, only a principal devastated to find that he has hired a child
instead of the disciplinarian he wanted. In the classroom, there is no
immediate appearance by Shampoo or Kodachi (although they show up
later), and instead the first delinquent Hinako drains of energy is
Happosai, who is running past in the schoolyard below the classroom.

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Note from H. Saotome, 2016-08-11: Added chapter.