"Mme. cybernetica" My dream come true! Somewhere where I can express all those wacky ideas that I think of in class! (Though this one's WAY naughty!) Ahem. Let's get serious; not! Well, this story has not only the characters from Ranma 1/2 but also the characters from the upcoming American Manga "Phantastic Phantasi" from Otaku Essence Manga. *************************************************************************** { Warning: This Fanfic contains graphic sexual description { and should not be read by those who are easily offended. } { Clotho, Lachesis,Atrophos, Nyx, Aphrodite versions are copywrighted by Otaku Essence Publishing,1993, 1995 **************************************************************************** "I'm BORED!" whined Lachesis. She fluffed her green hair in boredom. Clotho, who was busy finishing her work on the loom of life, nodded. "I've been working for three straight weeks and I haven't had a break!" Atrophos looked at her other sisters in disgust. "You are so spoiled! We're FATES! We must work hard to keep..." "The order of the cosmos intact," finished Lachesis. "Yeah, yeah, I hear it all the time from mother..." "Lighten up you two," snapped Clotho. "Besides, I have an idea." The two other goddesses leaned forward in interest. "Let's go to the mortal plane and pick up hunks." "Clotho!" gasped Lachesis, astounded. "That's something I would suggest!" Clotho and Lachesis looked at Atrophos. Atrophos rolled her eyes. "Oh I guess I'll tag along..." The three goddesses ran over to the mirror pond of the mortal plane and stared into it. The image flickered and swerved to form the campus of Furinikan high school. The three gave michevios glances, and one after another threw themselves into the pond... Ranma ducked into one of the halls; he was able to get out of the rain before it got too heavy. He stared down in relief at a flat chest. Thank Amiteratsu... "Hello there." Ranma almost went through the roof when he heard that voice so close to his ear. He spun around to see a green haired girl wearing a schooldress. He had never seen her before. Exchange student, he thought. She gave a smile that would melt stone and asked sweetly, "could you help me? I'm trying to get an old classroom open. My ididot sisters hid my books in there and locked the door." She felt his arm, pleased at the hard fles she found there. Her hair swept over one eye with a toss of her head, veiling one of the forest green eyesa that was rally beginning to make Ranma feel weird. "uhh, sure. Where's this class..." "This way," she said eagerly. "Oh and by the way, my name's Lana. Yours?" "Ranma," he began. "Ranma Saotome." "Ranma? How sexy." Kuno slammed Mousse up against the wall. "I saw you fighting with the beautiful pig tailed girl! You shall pay for harming a woman!" Mousse was beginning to lose conciousness. "I...I..." "Unhand him!" Kuno turned around to see a young woman witblond hair poinintg a sword down at his groin."Back off!" Kuno edged away from the oddly dressed girl with one pure red eye. He gave a disgruntled look at Mousse adn calmly walked off. "He was going to pound me!" gsaped Mousse as he tried in vain to get his breath back. "How can I repay you?" "I am the goddess Clotho, keeper of the spindel of life," she said authoritavely. "You can repay me..." she smiled, "by coming with me." Ranma picked up a stack of books shoved under a desk. "Are these it?" he began. He heard the door lock. Ranma spun around. Lana was right next to him and nowhere near the door. She began to slide her fingers over his chest. "Thank you, Ranma-san," she whispered. "I am ever so greateful. Let me make it up to you..." she said as she undid his belt. Ranma was in total shock, but he did not stop her. She slid her hands down his pants and gripped him hard. Ranma flushed a deep shade of red and had to brace himself on a desk. Lana covered her mouth with his, relishing the sweetness of his lips. She hitched up her school skirt and Ranma had to look away. She was wearing no underwear! Lana undid her shirt and threw it on the floor... she was completely naked under the dress! Lana undid Ranma's pants and slid them down over his hips. "I've watched you for a long time..,." she purred as she slid over his hard shaft, gasping a little at the pleasure. Crimson stained her cheeks as she began to move against him. Ranma, who had been in a total quandray as to what to do, finally decided that he could only do the manly thing. He pulled Lana to the floor and got her on top of him. He pulled her close and seared her lips with his own. "I want you to be as satisfied as you're making me," he growled, taking a handfull of the seaweed hair as she began to ride him, thrusting herself down on him with desperation... Mousse was now naked before this strange woman. Goddess, he corrected himself. She gently carressed her hands over his frame. "We Greeks have always worshipped the body since the beginning of time,' said Clotho. she had long di scarded her goddess clothing and nothing adorned her body save for the intricate design that ran over her hips and breasts. She had taken this exquisite mortal to the music room; the room had thick carpeting that would be wonderful for what she had planned. Clotho drew the mortal close. "I want you to be gentle. I am a virgin." Mousse looked askanse. "Well, uh...so am I." He burned with shame. Clotho knew this. She pulled him down on the makeshift mat of Mousse's kimona and her own gown, wrapping her legs around his. Her lips trembled as she whispered her desires. "Take me. I want to feel what a man feels like inside..." To be continued... Gee, I like the responses I've been getting! I LIKE being a naughty otaku... ************************************************************************** Warning: this fanfic contains graphic sexual description and should not be read by those who are snsistve to such material. Naughty otakuness reigns.. ******************************************************************************** Clotho burned with guilty desire as she felt Mousse take hold of her. She could feel him tot he very depths of her being, the tip of him burning her with a sudden wild desire.Clotho gave out a little shriek as he picked up the pace of his thrust. "Please, you..." Mousse gasped, "you must be quieter. Ah...." his lip trembled as he felt a blinding surge of passion. The thought of being caught had sent him over the edge. He spurted into her with wild ferocity, collapsing upon the immortal in exhaustion. "Forgive me," he said throug burning tears, "I have failed you." Clotho was puzzled. How had he failed? "Wh..what?" she said breathless. "You, you did not achieve...perfection..." Clotho stroked his damp hair away from his forehead. "I did, Mousse. Did you not notice?" She held him close. "I loved it so well that when I cried out, that was all I could stand." She snuggled up next to him,a mortal gesture. "I wanted you to be my first. I chose you since you were fifteen." Mousse was shocked. "Huh?" clotho blushed. "I had always wanted to feel what Lachesis always felt when she went out with men, but I was afraid to go out with someone overly experienced or arrogant. So I went through the list of those who were virgins, and picked the best of them...you." Mousse stroked the side of Clotho's cheek, a strnge glint in his eye. "and now that I know what you wish," he murmured, "Let us not be so awkward this time..." Clotho squirmed with a mix of fear and forbidden delight. had not the hall been abandoned for lunch, the screams of Lachesis would have sent someone running to the abandoned classroom. 'Lana' had never come across a mortal man with such vigor and with such a strong and untiring rod! He had now began to take her from behind, pulling her hair as he shoved hard into her. No mortal she would allow to abuse her so, but with him, she would give liberties. The sweat was sliding down her temple from the exauhstion. Lana could take no more. With a sudden scream, she came... and the glass broke in seven classroom halls from the decibel level. Atrophos heard the scream and rolled her eyes. Well, she knew where lachesis was. Atrophos kicked an empty soda can. She was no good at this. SHe had went incognito like Lachesis, wearing a school dress and a ribbon in her hair. Even Clotho, who was a total nerd, had went and bedded with that one chinese mortal with no problems. She felt a tap on her shoulder. "Is this Furinkan High School?" Atrophos spun around and met the most gorgeous man she had laid eyes on. She now knew why lachesis was so loose when she got down here on this plane of existence. "Y-yes. It is. Who..." The strange boy kissed Atrophos' hand. He was wearing some type of a blue vest and white pants. "My name, dear one, is..." he then stopped. Atrophos brushed the hair out of one of her eyes; it was solid blue, for it was the one that she could see futures in. She saw that it was the mortal's name that was causing trouble. "Pantyhose taro" Atrophos finished. "WHat a sweet name." Pantyhose stared at ATrophos in shock. "How.." "You're not the only one with a bad name," she went on. "How would you liek a name that means in Greek, 'death'?" "What's that?" Atrohphos pretended to look chagrined. "Atrophos," she whispered guiltily. pantyhose smiled at this pretty girl who shared the curse of a rotten name. "Well then Atrophos, what would you like to do?" Atrophos gave a demented smile. She led him to the open field. "I need someone to massage my back and I don't want everyone to stare..." It was the beginning of Nyx's work to prepare this evening's sunset and night. It was now afternoon, and Nyx was beginnig to weave the events that would unfold in night. Wehn she checked to see if her daughters, the Fates were still working, she found them gone. Scurrying over to the pond portal between worlds, she looked down at what her daughers were doing and turned a shade of crimson never witnessed by any living thing. Furiously she threw off her cloak and splashed into the pond. This had gone too far!... to be continued.