Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Controling Interest ❯ Chapter 01 ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Got inspired by a video I came across a few weeks back and thought I'd explore a few ideas. I have several rough drafts for the next six chapters in the works at the moment and each of them explores the idea of Mind Control on the various girls from Ranma 1/2.

Disclaimer: This is a lemon so I'm not going to go for perfect characterization, just the general feel for each of the girls. We all know who Ranma belongs to.

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Controlling Interest
Chapter 01
Cory D. Rose
(c) 2012
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[Ranma Learns a New Technique]

A twenty one year old Ranma ran along the top of the fence, her long red hair streaming behind her, jumping over various obstacles in her path. Her clothing was rumpled and ripped in several places, but did nothing to hide the athletic body beneath them. She was heading to a job interview and had been in two fights already, minor by her standards, but enough to get the blood flowing at least.

Such was life in Nerima at the best of times and only those with the right skills could survive there more than a few years. Everyone wanted to test their abilities and Ranma, who had been there for almost five years, was known as the best fighter in the area. Now though, she had to do something that filled her with dread. She had to get a Job.

Normally this wouldn't have been a problem, but construction work and martial arts’ training just wasn’t cutting it. She needed money to live on, not survive on, so she had to find something that paid a decent full time wage. In Nerima that was also hard to come by at the best of times. Over the last few weeks, the Tendo's had all gone out and gotten various kinds of jobs to help support the Dojo in these bad times. Kasumi was babysitting, Akane had gone out and found a position in the theater, and Nabiki was doing consultant work for a Make-Up company.

Each job was time consuming and brought in enough that they weren't in trouble of losing anything, but as usual repairs were needed. Nabiki couldn't swing the kinds of deals she used to when they were younger, so things were getting expensive. Now that she was older, Ranma understood money a little better, so she didn't mind helping out the Tendo family when she could. Still, she wondered at times when she would get a chance to live a little for herself for a change.

Still running along the fence, Ranma was able to avoid running into the hundreds of people using the sidewalks. Many of them took a second to admire the beautiful girl that flew by them, a bright smile on her face as she focused on running. The location she was heading for was a building at the edge of the business district. The ad Nabiki found on the Internet seemed like all the others at first, but the company wanted a specific look for the girls that applied.

Because of this they were willing to pay excellent money if you could meet the standards. Ranma was sure that she met the look perfectly, beautiful, athletic, and willing to work hard when needed. At first it seemed to be your basic ad, but the place hired and let girls go within days, unable to find the right one. Nabiki was unable to find out why either.

So Ranma, after a crash course in how to be a secretary, applied for the job online. This included a basic work history and sill set, but also her picture. Two days later they received word that she should present herself to the front desk for an interview. They even mentioned that her name was known to them from various martial arts competitions. Nabiki had explained that they did their own checks on potential employees and that it showed good business sense.

Ranma didn't care about that all that much, she just wanted a job. Living in Nerima taught one to anticipate things as well. So as Ranma got close to her destination, she slowed to a stop and looked around for a spot to change her clothes. She got into to many fights to wear her good clothes while running across town, as her current red shirt and black pants attested to.

Spotting an alley way with no one in it, she hopped off the fence and entered the alley. Seconds later she exited the other end wearing a gray female business suit with a mini skirt. A white blouse peaked out underneath the jacket. Her red hair was the same, slightly wind swept, but in good condition. She was barely breathing hard, just enough to make her breasts heave a little.

Akane had told her that in acting one had to understand the effect their body had on the audience just as much as acting itself. Of course Nabiki had agreed and Ranma was taught how to be drop dead sexy, the perfect way to get a job. They even gave her a pair of fake wire rimmed glasses to wear to add to the look. She wasn't' wearing them at the moment and left them in her pocket just in case. Ranma didn't think she needed to go to these lengths to get the job though.

By the time she reached the building, she wasn't bothering to look sexy anymore, and just walked normally in her short heals. Looking up at the top of the building she read the kanji for Narukai Medical Research. Running her hand though her hair, she took a second to open the door, and step inside. As expected, the lobby only had a few people there, a desk, and a girl sitting behind it. Several women turned to look Ranma over as she made her way over to the desk.

"Hello."

The girl behind the desk was wearing a simple dark uniform with security patches on it. Ranma noted that she was in excellent shape and as well proportioned. The guard, with long dark hair, smiled at her. "Welcome to Narukai Medical Research. How may I help you?" It was rattled off so fast that Ranma could barely keep up.

"I have a job interview."

Grabbing a nearby clip board, she ran her finger down the page a little. "Ranma Tendo?"

Ranma nodded. Her danger sense was starting to prod her in the back and she wasn't sure why. She glanced around and noticed that several of the women were still staring in her direction. Shrugging it off as nothing, she gave the guard a smile as she was directed to the elevator and told to go to the third floor. It only took a few seconds to make her way over to the elevators. Normally she would have taken the stairs. They were quicker than the elevator, for her. At least for her, but didn't want to make a scene, something else that was drummed into her over the last couple of days.

Once she stepped off the elevator, she made her way over to the desk where another female guard directed her over to a waiting area off to the side. Ranma entered the small room and took in the basic look of several padded chairs and a flat screen on the wall showing the daily news. Sitting down, she sighed and watched the news for a little while. She started going through basic kata in her mind as she waited, toning out the TV as best she could.

Her danger sense was warning her of something again. Looking around she couldn't find anything that might harm her. Feeling frustrated she huffed and relaxed a little as she waited. After about fifteen minutes she was bored and had noticed that the guard would look over at her occasionally and that several more women in suits would occasionally walk from office to office.

All of them were young and good looking, Ranma noticed, she wondered why there didn't seem to be any men around. Then shrugged it off, this was a job, so it didn't concern her. She felt a little uncomfortable in the suit she was wearing, the mini skirt showing off to much of her legs now. Still, Nabiki had drilled certain rules into her during the crash course so she couldn't take things off to get comfortable. The TV droned on for several more minutes, occasionally changing channels on its own as it scanned through the various stations.

There was only so much she could do just sitting there without blowing her chance at the job she wanted. So she sighed and waited patiently for something to happen and paid a little attention to the TV for a few more minutes. Her clothing really was constricting her more than it had originally, so she absently reached up and unbuttoned the top button on her jacket and adjusted it a little. The one thing she didn't like to be was idle. It was a waste of time to sit around doing nothing, it was a waste of time to sit around and do nothing.

"Miss Tendo?" A girl asked. "Call me Akiko."

Ranma looked around to see a woman, it was hard to tell how old she was, standing there with a clipboard smiling at her. "Just call me Ranma, Akiko."

"Of course Ranma, come with me please, we've just been setting up a room for the interview."

Nodding, Ranma stood up and followed her down the hall. She could sense that she was being watched again and wondered what was going on. Even her danger sense wasn't developed enough to notice when security cameras were watching her. So what was going on?

She would deal with whatever it was when the time came, she decided. Ranma entered an office and was told to sit down on the padded chair in front of the desk. The woman went around and sat down with a sigh, leaned back and crossed her bare legs. Normally Ranma didn't notice things like that, but she was on alert for anything weird.

"Well Ranma, we've taken the time to look up your work history and I have to say that you don't have much, but you do a large variety of physical labor jobs." Akiko said in a gentle voice.

"I live at a Dojo and occasionally have to help fix things up or earn some extra money to pay for the repairs." Ranma said, seeing no reason to lie.

"The Tendo Dojo?"

Ranma nodded.

Akiko picked up a nearby file folder and opened it. "You have quite a reputation in the area Ranma. We were quite shocked to learn that you have training in some of the most obscure branches of martial arts we've ever seen."

Shrugging, Ranma had known that might come up. Nabiki taught him how to respond to interview questions for several hours the day before. "My father took me on a training trip when I was young, all around Japan and China for close to ten years. I picked up a lot."

"Amazing, that is quite an accomplishment. Though it does seem to have hurt your education a little."

"I'm trying to catch up now. I passed High School easily and I'm considering college if I can find a way to pay for it." Ranma said.

"Well I don't see to many problems here and the rough spots we can train out of you with a little hard work. Now we give every applicant a chance to learn the job before we decide if they will work or not. We require a high standard here Narukai and dedication to the company." Akiko explained. "According to this, you also have some of the skills we are looking for, Beauty and Brains."

A strange sensation crawled down Ranma's back at those words. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before and it was as creepy as it was enticing. Whatever it was vanished in a few seconds though and she remembered to be polite and not react to the sensation. "Thank you Akiko."

The woman smiled brightly and stood. "Excellent, now we will give you several tests to see what you can do and how you perform."

A wave of relief came over Ranma as she stood. They were going to let her try for the job. It was something Nabiki said was unlikely if they didn't like how she answered their questions. It was all a test after all so she wasn't worried at all. Ranma stood up and Akiko motioned for her to follow her out of the room. That staring sensation was back again. She was starting to get used to that already, but did want to know what was causing it.

A sense of excitement was growing inside her and she had a good feeling about this place. Taking calls, filing things, and helping the boss couldn't be that hard. Over the next hour she was taught how to the various aspects of her potential job and the little things they would expect of her as the newest hire. Things like making coffee or tea, helping out in all the different offices that required an extra hand, remembering names and dozens of other things, even typing which only took her a few minutes to figure out.

Akiko complimented her on how quickly she did each job and her learning curve, a small smile on her face. Moving heavy boxes from one room to another didn't even wear Ranma out, which impressed Akiko quite a bit more, as most applicants could barely move the boxes of equipment and paperwork for more than a few minutes. Ranma just smiled and flexed an arm, making Akiko giggle.

"Ranma you seem to have all the basic skills down for the job, but there is one other thing that we all learn as employees of Narukai. We are a research company and we have projects going on here that you need to be kept secret. Other companies are always trying to learn what projects we are working on, so we have to be careful about whom we hire and let into the building."

It was easy enough to understand that kind of thing, she had to keep certain martial arts techniques secret after all, or they could be dangerous in the wrong hands. "I understand."

"As such, we have an orientation video and test you need to watch and pass before we can hire you. It comes with basic training, how to and what not to do in certain situations. After passing it you will be given a security license as part of your employment. It will take a few hours, depending on how fast you pick it up."

"Should be easy enough." Ranma said. One thing she was good at was training.

Akiko nodded and they headed to the elevators. "We have a room downstairs in the basement where everything is set up. Every one has to watch the video at least once every six months to remind them of what we do. You only have to take the test once."

Smiling, Ranma nodded and just wanted to get it over with. Sitting around watching more TV just didn't appeal to her all that much. Most of what they had her doing was really basic and easy to do. As the door opened Ranma and Akiko entered a hallway and made their way over to a desk where another female guard directed them to sign in and pointed them at a door just down the hall. "Just go into room three, the first two are already occupied." She said with a smile.

"Thank you." Akiko said and motioned for Ranma to follow her.

The room was pretty basic, similar to the waiting room actually, only this time there was a small table with a pen and some paperwork. Next to that sat a comfortable looking couch, and a flat screen hanging on the wall. This one was quite big though, taking up most of the wall. "It looks like every thing is set up for you Ranma. Remember to take your time and you should pick up everything within a few hours. Good luck. Just pay attention and you can't fail."

The TV flickered to life even as Akiko was leaving the room and shutting the door. Ranma watched as the video started to play, paying attention to the instructions to follow along and answer the questions in the paperwork as the video played. It was actually quite interesting for a boring video, she thought as she started to answer each question that came up.

Normally she fell asleep at just the thought of having to watch TV. Even at the Tendo's all she could stand was the occasionally anime or action movie and most of those barely entertained her. She was amused as she noticed that all of the people in the video were young women. This made her realize that she hadn't encountered any men in the building at all.

After about fifteen minutes Ranma was getting a feel for the security that Narukai like to use around the building. It even explained that it was a company created by a woman that wanted to help women get ahead in the world, so they only hired female employees. Ranma found this hilarious as she understood why there were so many women here. If only they knew the truth, but she had no intention of telling them about her secret.

Ranma was starting to feel a little odd and couldn't figure out what it was though. Her heart was beating a little faster than normal and her clothes felt a wrong on her body. Normally she ignored things like that, but this time, she couldn't stop wiggling around. To get a little relief she undid all the buttons on her jacket, rolled her shoulders and stretched.

It felt good to move like that and she felt growing warmth inside her. She did it again and groaned happily. Answering the questions was easy as they gave them step by step as part of the training. As the minutes passed, the security details got more and more complicated, telling her about special procedures incase of a break in or if any of the girls were assaulted.

The warmth inside her was also growing and she couldn't understand why. All she did know was that she was starting to get this urge to do some thing. What was worse was that she could feel a growing sensation between her legs. She pressed her legs together and leant back into the couch to see if that would make it go away. Instead it made her breasts shift and she realized her nipples were hard beneath her shirt. How had she missed that happening? Normally she was aware of everything her body did.

Arousal, it was something she tried to avoid at all costs these days. It always led to something bad happening to her. She does another stretch, moaning in pleasure as her breasts strained against her shirt. She giggles a little. It only takes her a few seconds to take her jacket off and drop it on the couch beside her. Doing so made her feel so much better.

Rolling her head around shoulders, she takes a few seconds to relax and regain control before looking at the video again. It was hard to ignore the sensations her body was feeling as the idea to play with herself suddenly occurred to her. Her body shivered at just the thought of it and her nipples ached. Shaking her head helped a little, but not enough to help. Then the video had her attention again and she stared at it, unable to stop watching.

As the seconds ticked by Ranma couldn't stop thinking about touching herself. About how good it would feel if she gave in. Even now she only ever touched herself late at night when she was sure no one would walk in on her at the worst time. Finding privacy at the Dojo was next to impossible with six people living there at any given time. Now as she realized that she was the only one in the room she had to give in a little. She had never felt this horny before.

A little relief might be what she needed to get through the video. But she would have to keep watching it too, or would miss something important. Her hand came up and rubbed her breast without conscious thought on her part and pinched her nipple through the fabric of her blouse. Ranma made a quiet moan as pleasure radiated out from there.

It felt so good. Better than good, it was on a level she never knew existed. She started to squeeze and mold her breasts, her eyes half open, focusing on the TV on the wall. Rolling and pinching her nipples made her start to moan softly, her lips parting just a tiny bit. She writhed on the couch for several minutes as she lost herself to the growing sensations. What the hell was happening to her? She couldn't leave could she?

Then the lights in the room dimmed a tiny bit and the light from the video started to fill the room. The video flickered a little and Ranma could only groan as ideas formed in her mind, naughty, delicious thoughts that made her wet with desire. It was hard to think of anything except how good she felt. She sat forward and spread her legs so that she could grind her hips into the couch to gain a little relief. All her movement was making her mini skirt ride up a little and she wanted to take of her shirt.

Eyes stared at the video as she arched her back and moaned, trying to resist the growing urge inside her. Just thinking of playing with herself in this room was making her so wet. Ranma had never felt like this before. Never before had she encountered a need to do anything like this and was so horny that she could only writhe. Still she did all she could to resist the growing need.

Her head flew back and she gasped as a wave of pleasure nearly overwhelmed her mind. Sweat was starting to cover her head and chest, making her acutely aware of everything she was feeling. Then her constant touching made her nipples start to throb and she crooned as she let out a long sexy breath. Her eyes still half open staring at the video.

The lights went down a few more notches and the video started to flicker as the sound increased a tiny bit. Ranma froze at this and her mind went blank for several seconds. She started to think of all the girls in her life and how beautiful all of them were. Images of the times she had seen them all naked flashed through her mind and she licked her lips. The curve of their hips, their abs flexing as they fought, lust filling their eyes as they stared at her.

Then she fell over and half lay on the couch, her hips jerking a little in time with her heart beat. Waves of heat were radiating out from her pussy now and it was so wet. Her panties were soaked through and Ranma moans, trying to resist, but just couldn't as her hand came up and unbuttoned the hem on the side of her mini skirt.

She slowly rose up, wiggling her hips, until the skirt fall to her ankles. All the while she continued to watch the video with the same obsession that she had during a fight. No matter how she moved, her head would always be staring at the video. Resistance was futile, a saying she heard once on a bad American TV show. Before now she thought it was a funny saying, now as her pussy was screaming at her to play with herself, she gave in.

Staring down at herself, she could see that her thighs were glistening with her arousal. Her white panties, loaned to her by Nabiki, were so soaked through that they were almost transparent around her aching sex. Her hand slipped under the band and went inside to touch her pussy. The feeling that hit her was unlike anything she ever felt before, as if she was given an award.

A loud gasp filled the room as she fell back against the couch, her fingers going to that spot and probing wildly. Her fingers swirled over her lower lips and sent waves of pleasure through her body. Writhing on the couch, she found a steady rhythm and felt her pleasure grow. She threw her head back and moaned as loudly as she could before focusing on the TV again. With her other hand she moved her hair away from her face to reveal a look of total ecstasy.

Ranma ripped her shirt off with one hand and tossed it across the room, her breasts heaving. Her hips gyrated wildly as masturbated, thick trails of girl cum was starting to coat the couch below her ass, and all Ranma could do was glory in the sensations she was discovering for the first time. All those times before were nothing compared to what was happening to her now.

It was wonderful she thought deep inside her mind. All she had to do was give in and she could feel like this all the time and she wanted it so bad. What would sex be like with another person if this was how just her hand felt? She moaned loudly to show how good she felt. Her heart was beating wildly as if it was trying to pump pure ecstasy through her veins. Even her hair was starting to tingle with pleasure and Ranma wanted more of it.

The flickering light from the video was the only light in the room now and Ranma was totally entranced by it, her fingers jerking hard enough to move her whole body. She grunted as she managed to get four fingers inside herself. She jerked as she started to reach her limit, but something inside her was holding her back. The light from the now swirling TV screen was reflecting off her eyes, but still Ranma didn't stop. She felt incredible!

Ranma was almost crazed at this point, it felt wonderful, incredible. Her whole body was singing with pleasure at this point. Her breath was coming in short sharp gasps as she struggled to make herself cum. The only thing that mattered now was for her to reach the point of no return. If the build up felt this good, the real orgasm was going to blow her mind. Her hips bucked and she opened mouth, her tongue straining as she felt her brain melting.

"More." She gasped, her fingers moving so fast that they were a blur of motion. Her arousal flying out of her to splatter all over the floor. Ranma undulated as she slipped off the couch and fell on the floor without stopping her movements. Her body started to clench, her abs shifting and her back arching off the floor to rise up on her ass.

"Gods YES!"

Then it happened and Ranma's world of pleasure turned into a white hot wave of molten ecstasy! She couldn't stop herself from screaming as every nerve ending in her body lit up. All she could think of was the pleasure, the ecstasy that filled her, nothing else mattered, and Ranma gave into it completely. Images filled her mind now, women performing sexual acts, each image making her cum harder and harder. Ranma could only scream as she was assaulted by the images.

Her hips jerked against her will as she entered a trance like state induced by the video that sent her over the edge into the most wonderful feeling she had ever experienced. White hot pleasure entered her mind and set it on fire as words of obedience and pleasure making Ranma cum so hard that she nearly passed out from the force of it.

On and on it went until Ranma could only cum over and over again. Her body writhing on the floor as a small geyser of girl cum literally came out of her. Her screams lasted for close to twenty minutes before she collapsed in a heaving, sweaty mess, on the floor, eyes starting at nothing. This left her throat raw from the power of the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to her. A bit of drool made its way down her cheek and dripped onto the floor.

Swirling light patterns were streaming out across the wall and all over her as she lay there. Even as tired as she was, the fire inside her wasn't cooling down at all. It felt wonderful as her orgasm finally finished with several after shocks that made her croon happily, her fingers still gently caressing her lower lips as if unable to stop doing so.

Her hands were covered in her own juices and as she lay there, she absently started to lick them clean, savoring her own taste. A low lusty moan came out of her as she sat up on her knees and spread them, her juices still dripping out of her as her fingers continue move. Sharp gasps of air are all she can manage at first, but then her hips buck and she can feel the pleasure returning. Never again would she go back to her boring old life after this.

The sisters would be glad to be rid of her after all this time. Ranma's fried brain thought absently, all she needed was more of this pleasure. She would do anything for it. Her body undulated under the heavy subliminal remaking Ranma into a slave to her sexual desires. Ranma wanted to fuck! She wanted to find someone to care for her and send her to heaven again and again.

Then the large flat screen suddenly went dark, plunging the room into total darkness. One final message told her to stand up just as the door opened. Two more girls, both extremely beautiful and completely naked stepped inside. "Follow us Ranma." One said.

"Sure." Ranma chirped, admiring their bodies.

The three girls then stepped out into the hall. If Ranma had been conscious of her surroundings at all, she would have instantly heard the screams of cumming girls coming from several of the rooms. Instead, a happy smile formed on her face as she strutted. The girls entered another room several minutes later, unconcerned about being naked.

Ranma never thought about her nudity, it didn't bother her at all, but sometimes used her body to shock some of the people around her. She found it amusing when they started lecturing her on what girls did and did not do. Now as she entered a white room with several women inside, she came to a stop and spotted Akiko walking towards her, also naked.

"Ranma." She smirked a little. "How did you like orientation?"

"It was very fulfilling." She smiled, her body still tingling.

"Excellent and your recovery time is off the charts, most girls take a few hours to get over it."

"I'm one of the best."

This just made Akiko giggle and nod. She turned and pointed to a group of chairs in the middle of the room. "Please pick a chair and sit down. We have some inoculations to give you."

Ranma glided over to the chair and sat down. At the same time a woman in normal medical scrubs approached her with one of those air pressure guns that could shoot medicine into ones body. She slowly attached three different vials to the top of the gun. All Ranma could do was watch as all three shots went into her arm with only a little pain.

She wasn't sure what to expect, but when nothing happened, it was more than a little surprising. Akiko giggled at the bewildered look on Ranma's face as she glanced at her are. "Now Ranma, remember what your orientation has taught you."

"I belong to Narukai."

"Indeed, and we have remade you over so that you will be of use to the company." Akiko admonished. "You are useless as a mindless slave. We already tried that out and found that nothing got accomplished so we modified things a little. We want productive workers and employees, mindless researchers don't have inspiration or the imagination to create things. So, while you are expected to obey us, you have the freedom to think for yourself. We have modified your personality to make you loyal to us."

So that was why she didn't feel like fighting her way out of the room and taking out everyone she came across with a bit of violence. "Oh, I see."

"Personality modification is altered deep in the mind, some are harder than others to modify, so we reinforce it through pleasure. Hence the Orientation, you do feel good don't you?" She asked.

"I...yes, I feel wonderful and sexy."

"Your inhibitions are now gone and you will feel good when you obey your orders." Akiko explained. "This is called Pleasure Conditioning, masturbation is just the first step in the process of your training Ranma."

Ranma didn't even have to think about what else she was gonna have to do. Images flashed through her mind as she sat there. Just the thought of having actual sex with someone made her tingle. "Oh yes." She breathed out as her body responded to her desire. She moaned in anticipation.

Akiko smiled at her. "Now Ranma, I see you want to move on to the next phase, but first I'd like to show you something. A few hours after you entered the building, you were followed by another girl. She was also applying for the same job as you. She used you as a reference and has been in the orientation room for an hour now."

A nearby monitor flickered on and Ranma was surprised to see Nabiki Tendo sitting in a little chair next to a simple desk. A hot flash of arousal exploded inside Ranma as she watched Nabiki giving into her desires, her hand slipping down the front of her skirt to masturbate, her hips undulating sexily. The girl threw her head back and writhed, her loose clothing open enough to show her bare breasts and large nipples. It was the most erotic sight Ranma had ever seen.

"She seems to be responding well to the pleasure conditioning so far. It took quite a while long for you to give in to the impulses, but once you did, it was beautiful. She is magnificent isn't she?" Akiko's husky voice asked, her eyes never levering the screen.

"Oh yes." Ranma said. She had never seen the girl like this. Nabiki was writhing wildly as she frigged herself. There was no sound on the video, but Ranma could tell from the way she was arching back and opening her mouth, she was really into it. The girl then took her shirt off and tossed it on the table along with a bra. The skirt fell to the floor seconds later and Nabiki stood with one leg on the chair and ran a hand through her hair as she masturbated. A pair of tiny white panties hung off one ankle as Nabiki achieved a wild orgasm.

"She is only just beginning the process. She has many more orgasms to experience." Akiko said happily. "Soon she will be one of us and free to experience things that normal girls rarely do."

The screen went dark and Ranma was a little disappointed, but had a feeling that she would get to see the rest of it later. Ranma wasn't even surprised to find that she was horny again. A pleasant throbbing was starting deep in her sex. "I can't wait."

"Now back to the fun stuff. Sex is a major part of what we do here Ranma, we wouldn't go to all this trouble if it we didn't have to. Pleasure rewards are part of obeying orders and hard work. Your friend will be a favorite of several of the scientists here because of her high IQ, devious mind, and that fantastic toned body of hers. As you have noticed, most of the women in the building do not wear clothing when they are in the private sections of the building. We find it confining and uncomfortable to wear such things now. You will be expected to do the same while you are here. Training will be given to you later, teaching you how to move in a certain way, stand, and pose. You must be sexy and available at all times."

Ranma nodded. The thought of putting her clothes back on gave her a dejected feeling that she didn't like. It felt so good to be free and natural like this. She pressed her legs together to quell the sudden feeling of bliss that radiated out from her pussy at the thought.

"When you agree with what I've told you, a feeling of contentment and pleasure will be your reward Ranma. This will happen whenever you do as you asked. Did it feel good?"

Letting out a lustful sigh, Ranma arched back a little and enjoyed the feelings inside her. "How is this possible?"

"We can program your brain to release the chemical that you produce during sex using the unconscious mind. It will happen dozens of times a day as you obey your orders. This is pleasure conditioning and we all go through it. Right now Nabiki is being taught the first stages of this and it will be reinforced after she is brought to the next room."

She found it weird, but Ranma could only remember this kind of feeling happening after a real tough battle. The athlete's high, Nabiki had once called it, when she noticed how lazy she got after a fight. Ranma loved this feeling. "What else am I going to do?"

"Whatever you are told."

"Yes, I will." Ranma crooned.

Akiko just smiled. "Now to the inoculations we gave you. The first one was a relaxant so that you could recover from the orientation session. It’s very hard on the mind and body. The second was a special drug of ours that prevents you from getting pregnant and you will need it if you work here for long. Pregnant girls can not do their jobs. And finally, the third shot was a catalyst for the next step of your training."

If she hadn't been feeling like a cat that got her cream, Ranma would have heard the slight hesitation when Akiko mentioned the third one. Instead she just nodded happily. It had to be illegal to feel this wonderful just sitting in a chair. For some reason she could feel the Ki in her body surging through her body. Then Akiko came forward and leaned over Ranma until her breasts were pressing against the girl's face. Ranma couldn't stop staring at them.

"You body knows what it needs to get those feelings back Ranma, those strong orgasms and unrelenting drive to get as many of them as possible. You will have many more of them before the day is done." Akiko explained as opened a small compartment behind the chair and removed a helmet of some kind and placed it over Ranma's head. "This step takes a couple of hours and will educate you through Orgasmic Conditioning."

The floor below the chair opened up and a futuristic device rose up until it was level with Ranma's waist, pivoted forward and opened up to reveal a smooth metal dildo with little tiny rubber bits hanging off of it, each one of a different length. It leaned forward until it was almost buried between Ranma's legs, she spread wide to let it get that close.

"Good girl." Akiko said into her ear.

Ranma crooned again, the compliment setting off another wave of pleasure.

"Now Ranma I think you will enjoy what is coming next. It's time for the next level of programming to be placed within your mind. Just sit back and let the machine have its way with you. Beauty and Brains."

With a click the helmet came to life and Ranma found that her visor was showing her images and that she could hear a low rumbling sound from the head phones pressed around hear ears. She let out a long sigh and relaxed as the images flashed across the screen the same way as the flat screen in the other room had done, only this time there was an added element. The machine between her legs revved to life and pressed forward, the phallus like object spread her lower lips wide, and gently vibrating as it entered her. Ranma groaned in shock at how good it felt to be spread like this.

Then found that she could place her feet on a couple of foot rests on the side of the machine. Swirling flashing images filled her world as the helmet started to work her over. Ranma barely noticed as the machine seemed to push itself deeper and deeper inside her. Because of the helmet, Ranma couldn't see what was happening and no idea what was happening. So the little rubber bits on the phallus were tickling her insides as it slowly moved forward, a sensation she had never encountered before.

She grasped the arm rests of the chair as the machine stopped moving except for the low vibrations that were turning her on. Across the room Akiko saw that Ranma was ready and pressed a button setting the process in motion. She watched as Ranma froze in place when the subliminal effect snared the girl. Smiling, Akiko tapped several more buttons and sat back to watch her latest slave achieve nirvana.

Unlike before Ranma was a willing participant in what was happening so she didn't resist as she stared into the swirling patterns in front of her eyes, letting it do what it wanted. She could still feel the thing between her legs, but that was fading away as she stared at the pretty lights. Beauty and Brains echoed in her mind as every command was followed by a thrum of the machine, making her pussy feel so good. Ranma couldn't think anymore, all she wanted to do was cum over and over.

She was so horny and there were so many pretty girls around for her to latch onto. Then the machine started to fuck her, the long phallus plunging in and out of her, the vibrations making her body hum with pleasure, and the images in her mind reinforced mercilessly. Ranma gave a little cry as the helmet seemed to shift programs.

She exploded in an orgasm, crying out her delight as the machine worked her over. The little rubber tendrils started to move then as they extended out and electrified tiny little bit. Ranma couldn't stop the little cries and moans that issued from her at this. The machine was like a jack hammer slamming her against the chair with every push, but Ranma barely felt it because her body was going insane. Without her brain to control the body it was responding on reflex as the machine fucked her silly.

This went on for so long that Ranma lost herself in the ecstasy she was being given, learning not to think, but to respond to the intense pleasure teaching her to cum with ease. The helmet was also working her over, but it was implanting knowledge into her mind, educating her as it stimulated the pleasure centers in her brain to condition her further.

Lost in the near constant orgasm and screaming again, Ranma didn't notice as the seat of the chair opened a tiny bit and a probe rose up to press against her asshole. She gasped as it entered her though, making her cry out in shock, but electrical impulses from the tendrils made it impossible for her to stop it. Her body was in a slave to the intense pleasure she was feeling and Ranma loved it, the helmet told her so. The warm fleshy thing in butt wiggled around as it moved in time with the harder one in her pussy.

Ranma screamed as her body lit up with her first ever anal orgasm. Tears of joy went down her cheeks as drool dripped off her chin and so it continued, over and over until her voice gave out and all she could do was ride the never ending orgasm that was assaulting her body. Off to the side, Akiko and several of the lab techs were all openly masturbating as they watched their newest recruit cum.

They all admired Ranma's athletic body, her perfect hips and rounded ass as it jiggled under the machine, her breasts bouncing freely as if they were alive. Ranma's body writhed in the ultimate pleasure that a machine could give when the mind wasn't in control. The girls all moaned as Ranma practically collapsed in the embrace of the machine, crooning quietly for it to never end. Akiko saw that the full program had been downloaded into Ranma's mind and tapped a button before standing up.

Walking over to Ranma they all saw that she was a complete mess, girl cum was splattered all over everything as the machine withdrew itself from Ranma and let the girl fall limply into the chair. One of the girls takes one look and says. "She sure is a messy one."

"She is at that, I've never been so turned on in my life. Her voice as she cums is almost hypnotic by itself." Akiko agrees, looking at the small puddle of girl cum on the chair and floor. She touches it with her fingers and slowly licks them clean savoring the taste. She can’t help but shudder in pleasure then points at Ranma. "Clean her up please."

The girls all giggle as they swarm over the red headed girl and start licking her clean, their moans of pleasure for obeying are music to Akiko's ears. The girl did taste very good after all. They would be occupied for the next several minutes at least so she let them get to it. She went back over to her desk and sat down to check on the other girl, Nabiki.

Bringing up the room, she found that the girl was on the floor now, her fingers moving in a blur as she screamed out her delight. Akiko always enjoyed watching the girls give into their sexual nature with a good orientation session. She was just disappointed that the girls could only have their minds altered once like this. Watching them fight the subliminals was almost as fun as watching them give in and masturbate to a dozen orgasms.

"Mistress?" One of the girls calls.

She looks over and sees one of them motioning for her to come over. The other two girls are still licking the red head clean, their eyes half open as they masturbate themselves. "What is it?"

"You need to see this."

Walking over, the girl tells her to look closely at Ranma's skin. She didn't see it at first, till Aya traces several lines on the skin and Akiko gasps. Ranma's body is covered in thin hard to see scratches. They had to be years old, but the marks were everywhere she looked. "What in the world could cause something like this?"

"We need to call the Doc down."

Sighing, Akiko had to agree. Ranma wasn't as perfect as she had thought and now they needed to repair her body. Such perfection could not be allowed to be marred by such scaring and Akiko already liked the girl and was planning on giving her some special treatment. Reaching out, Akiko ran her fingers over Ranma's sex and smiled as the girl gave a little moan. Increased sensitivity was already taking hold of the girl, excellent.

It only took the girls a few minutes to carry Ranma into a small examination room down the hall. The Doctor was a strange employee even by Akiko's standards and she didn't like to call the woman in unless she had to. She was barley over five foot high a pair of oversized breasts that jiggled as she walked as she never wore a bra due to some invention of hers that rendered breast sag a thing of the past. It made the woman millions of dollars even with her keeping the process for those that could afford her prices. Akiko still didn't know the woman's name though.

"Doc."

The blonde haired woman jiggled her way over to Akiko and gave her a hug. "How are you dear?"

"Quite well, though we seem to have come across an interesting problem for you to fix."

"I'm always up for a challenge my dear; show me what you have today." The big breasted woman said with a lecherous smile. Unlike Akiko, she was wearing a skirt, a loose shirt, and a white doctor’s coat. The two of them made their way to Ranma's room and Akiko explained the problem. "That much scaring, yet it’s barely noticeable unless you look right at it?"

"That sound about right."

The examination of Ranma only took a few minutes as the Doc ran her fingers over Ranma's body. She was quick to spot the trouble and took a closer look, amazed that a girl could look so good with this amount of scaring. "How did the other exams go?"

"She is ideal for the program so far, this is the first obstacle that we have com across so far."

"The scaring is everywhere, across her breasts, stomach, even the pubic mound and this magnificent back side. Whatever happened must have left her covered in bandages for weeks and these are old, at least ten years, so she was just a child back then." The Doc explained. "I have a device that can get rid of most of the scaring as it’s not that deep in most places, but there will be a little bit of scaring that won't go away. As she is still exhausted from her treatment, lets get this done now."

"Of course."

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With a jerk and a gasp Ranma snapped awake, instantly on the defensive, ready for any attack coming her way. Still naked, she sat up and pivoted off the bed she was on and dropped to the floor to look around. Ranma just stood there for a few seconds before relaxing and wondering what was going on. Then several memories came back to her and she blushed harder than she ever had before. A part of her quite liked what she was recalling though and was disappointed to recall that she still hadn't been asked to take that next step, but she could wait.

It didn't take long for her to notice that he skin hurt and a closer look showed that she was a little red, as if something rubbed her skin raw. Frowning in confusion, she looked at arms and chest but could not find anything wrong with her. As a matter of fact her skin was smooth and soft, nearly perfect other than a few darker spots.

Ranma spotted a small key pad next to a door with no handle and knew the code to the door somehow. It only took a second to type in the ten digit code and with a hiss of hair, the door popped open. Blinking in surprise, Ranma looked through the door and found that she was in the main hallway again. She could even see the female guard a ways down sitting at her desk watching a monitor with a lusty look on her face. The moans and screams of girls in the other rooms echoed in the air.

One had to wonder just how many girls they ran through the rooms on a monthly basis. There were only six doors here so if they were always full, then at least a hundred and fifty a month. Ranma shook her head and wondered how the hell she came up with that number, then shrugged. Brains and Beauty. Stepping out into the hall, she felt naughty for a few seconds as she stretched a little. Still, it just felt natural to be naked in this building.

Then Ranma knew what she had to do and where to go. The redness on her skin was slowly fading now and she knew it would be fine within a few minutes and healed in a few hours. The layout of the floor already known to her, even though she had never seen it all, but it didn't take her long to walk down past the guard and towards an office.

Waving at the guard, Ranma saw that the girl was watching the orientation of several girls. All of them were at different stages of the programming. There was something erotic about watching a girl masturbating like crazy as she stared at a TV. Ranma envied them a little. As it was she was getting horny again just watching the girls. Sighing, she pulled herself away so she could continue towards the office.

Her handler, or would that be Master, was sitting on the edge of her desk pulling on a pair of sheer stockings. Ranma stepped inside and stood there. "Well Ranma, how do you feel?"

"A little raw."

"We found some tiny little scars all over your body and decided to remove them, it took several hours I'm afraid."

Scars? Ranma thought for a second then looked at her arm again and remembered. "The Neko-Ken scaring! I'd forgotten that was even there."

"Neko-Ken?" Akiko asked as she reached for an odd piece of clothing, like a one piece bathing suit, dark in some places, and sheer in others, nearly skin tight on her. It rode high up on her hips to show off her great legs.

Ranma shuddered. "A failed martial arts technique. You need to be a small child to learn it and few ever survive."

"But you did? That takes strength."

The red head shrugged and tried not to think about it to much, not noticing that the usual flash of fear didn't happen. As her boss continued to dress in sexy black lingerie Ranma just stood there and admired the woman, her body responding to the sexual nature of the scene. She felt her arousal as her pussy contracted once and she felt a trail of liquid moving down her leg, then several more.

"Now Ranma, each girl that works in this building has a specific duty on top of the usual work they do. From now on you will be a roving secretary for the upper floors. For the next few weeks you will be kept quite busy doing that, but you will also be expected to pleasure whoever you are working for. Do you understand?"

"Oh yes." Ranma was mesmerized by Akiko's body as the woman dressed. Even the glasses she put on were designed to make her look sexy as hell. Ranma's eyes caressed all of the woman's curves and a wave of heat nearly overwhelmed the girl.

"You are an interesting challenge Ranma. Most of the girls we get through here are like your friend from earlier. They are greedy and want to make a name for themselves. We like that kind of ambition in an employee, but like to point them in the proper direction. You aren't greedy at all and I get the feeling that money doesn't mean much to you if your psych profile is anything to go by."

Ranma shrugged and watched as Akiko pulled on her mini skirt and realized that the woman wasn't wearing any panties. "What would you like me to do?"

"That is the question isn't it?" Akiko mused. "Normally we would still be processing you at this point, so I'm not sure what I should have you do."

"What about Nabiki?"

"Your friend, I'm not sure if you are ready for that yet. Still, she's currently passed out in the orientation room with a perverted grin on her face." Akiko giggled. "Like you, she is going to wake up a changed girl, but not enough cause any problems. We can't just make you disappear after all. But we do need you here for a several days to learn the job before we send you home."

"I'm horny." Ranma said, unable to stop herself from staying it.

Akiko smirked. "I know, the programming is settling into your mind still. Being horny is one of the indicators that you are accepting it."

"Why don't I want to fight you over this?" Ranma wondered.

"The programming isn't hard to fight, but once you give in and start masturbating in the room, you accept the changes that are taking place on an unconscious level. A part of you wanted this, just as I gave into it and so many others have as well. Us girls like to be sexy, beautiful, and ready at all times. The sex is a bonus as far as I'm concerned."

"Oh I see, neat." Ranma blinked innocently, not really worried about this. It felt right and she always went with what felt right and good. Akiko knew that Ranma wasn't aware that every floor of the building and all the other properties had devices in the walls that sent out subliminal messages to all the girls to keep them in a state of arousal and conditioned to obey through the pleasure condition. Refusing to have sex or pleasure each other was almost unheard of after the girls worked in the building for several weeks.

As Akiko pulled on a sexy bra that cupped her breasts and left the rest of them bare. Then she pulled on a jacket that was designed to accentuate her breasts, buttoning in such a way that the tops were bare, with her nipples almost showing. Once she was done, she checked herself out in a mirror on the wall and adjusts the skirt so that it rode up on her back side just a tiny little bit. "Perfect."

She turned to Ranma. "Alright Ranma, I think I know where you can spend the night. Most girls need a few days to recover from what you have done, that ability is just amazing. So I guess you can head down to the lowest level where the girls have an entire open floor to do what they all want. Fuck their brains out."

A grin slowly formed on Ranma's face as she heard that. "Sounds delightful."

"Totally exhausting actually."

"I'm up for a little play time." Ranma said, bouncing in excitement.

"A red line door requires which code?"

"945673." Ranma said instantly. "And a fingerprint scan."

"Well, I have to go, so have fun down there." The lecherous smirk was a little much, Ranma thought.

Thinking of the door she needed, she made her way down to the security desk where the guard was still watching the various monitors. They both spent several minutes watching drop dead gorgeous girls playing with themselves, crying out their joy. Ranma even thought a few of them might be familiar but it was hard to tell with messed up hair, sweaty bodies, and fingers buried between their legs.

"I could watch this all day long." Ranma admitted, licking her lips and feeling desire welling up inside her.

"It takes a lot of strength not to enter those rooms and ravage those girls." The guard, Lina Shoo, said and tapped a few buttons to bring up another set of cameras. More girls, this time lying on beds masturbating like crazy with dildos. "These can be even more fun, the slave programming."

Ranma leaned in close to watch the girls writhing as the lights in the room flickered. "How is it that all the girls look so good?"

"They come to us in pretty decent shape already, but when they aren't, we evaluate them before doing anything else. There is this program we put them on that makes them lose weight fast and allows us to enhance their bodies if we need to."

"Do you sell these girls as slaves?"

"Yes, but we make sure they go to the right Master, one that won't use them till they drop dead or outright kill them. The girls have happy, fulfilling lives as the property of their masters. Most of them end up as the mistress of a rich man who needs the girl in his life."

Ranma wasn't sure what to make out of that, but it didn't sound like the girls were treated badly. On the screen a girl with a long pig tail rose up on her knees, one hand pinching her nipples as the other drove a large vibrator in and out of her body. "That one is almost done, you can tell by how she is moving around, not resisting the commands she's been given, existing only to obey her orders. Another twelve hours or so and she will collapse."

"She's magnificent."

"That she is." The guard said. "I hate this part of the job, just sitting here when I want to go have sex too. You will understand when it’s your turn to cover this desk."

Ranma hadn't known that, but decided not to say anything as she straightened up and headed into the room just behind the desk. It was a simple area with several chairs along the wall. With a door in the corner with a red stripe across the top to make it stand out. She went over to the key pad and quickly typed in the code and pressed her thumb against the reader. The door hissed and clicked to let Ranma pull it open and enter the small closet on the other side. She shut the door and the back wall slid open to reveal another hall.

Several doors lined this passage and Ranma knew that the girls on the bed were in these rooms. She could sense the Ki of the girls inside the rooms. It was rare for her to ever use the ability like this, but she was hyper sensitive now and every little thing was catching her attention. There was a sense of contentment at the edges of her senses as she passed each room. This just made her shake her head and move on.

Two floors down Ranma entered an arched doorway into what could be described as a club house. There were four main areas, each one devoted to various types of sex. In the building above it was rare that a man would ever be seen, but down here they were all over the place. Ranma knew that they entered the area through another entrance on the floor above this one before descending a set of stairs. Dance music filled the whole room as well as special lighting used to encourage everyone to have a good time.

Off to the side there was a room where she could put on a costume if she wished to. Otherwise she would have to stay the way she was currently. This was her first time here, but she wanted to explore a bit before she started playing games like that. Her pussy was throbbing wildly at this point and she wanted to move and dance. Grinning, she shook her hair and walked forward into the moans and cries of girls losing her minds.

This was going to drive her insane, Ranma thought as she looked over all the naked girls writhing in a mass in the center of the room. More naked flesh in one spot than she had ever seen before. Several of the girls saw her, gave a naughty grin, and beckoned her over. Heart hammering in her chest, Ranma made her way through the writhing bodies, moans of pleasure filling the air around her, till she was standing in front of a girl with pure white hair long enough to reach her ankles and a body that was screaming 'fuck me' as loud as it could.