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Senshi Civil War

Receiving is good too
Originally posted as Anime Addventure Episode 151051

Michiru found herself in that state between sleep and consciousness, and she was not sure what had stirred her so.
She found herself remembering several bits from her past life as the Sailor Princess of Neptune in the Silver Millennium.
She remembered the joy and happiness she had upon learning who she truly was, and all the wonderful lessons she learned to full her role as the Senshi of Elegance and Oceans. And she learned quickly and masterfully.
So much so that many mistook her for the Moon Princess, both and after the Princess Serenity's birth. Even those that had met the actual Moon Princess still insisted that it had to be some joke. That she fit the //bill// of what everyone knew what a Moon Princess should be, //and then the actual Princess was.
It was not so bad, until several dignitaries started to mistake her for the Silver Queen, herself.
That was the first strike against her, she knew. Although, she did not know, back then, that Queen Serenity had kept score.
Then there was the male Palace servants and even some of the Nobles that wished to serve her, or court her (was there is a difference, she wondered), over and beyond the Queen.
Of course, the Queen did it to herself. For she styled herself as an untouchable goddess among mere mortals, not needing companionship or other such //human// needs. Not that she saw it that way.
That she got more male attention then the Queen really irritated her to no end.
So the Silver Queen, in her infinite //wisdom//, took //steps// to correct this //oversight//. Of course, that meant //fixing// Sailor Neptune, not herself.
The Queen's spell, casted through the Ginzuishou, changed her. The spell made her, for the lack of a better word, //allergic// to males and their attentions, even hostile to them.
Oh, how sharp her tongue became under Queen's control. Battle-harden Generals were reduced to mere cry-babies under her tongue-lashings. Prideful Noblemen because mere shadows and yes-men, with but a stare from her. She became the Queen's (unofficial) attack-dog, tearing apart any that denied the Queen anything she desired.
Worse, she reveled in it. All that terror in the eyes of soldiers and noblemen alike was ecstasy to her.
Many had called her derogatory names, behind her back, and many avoided her as best they could. Yet, there were several males that sought her out, still, seemingly enjoying the humiliation that she would bestow upon them.
And those the Queen had an //interest// in, first she would engineer a way for them to come upon her, so she could tear them down, then the Queen would //pick up// the pieces, and offer comfort. What became of such affairs, none knew, since they were never heard from again. It was highly likely, that one of those poor saps was the Princess's father. Not that the Queen or anyone else, admit it. The Queen and her court enjoyed that idea that the populace thought the Princess was the result of a virgin birth.
Even feared by half the populace, she was still considered more graceful, more mature, and more elegant then the Queen. Eventually, the Queen could not take it anymore, and banished her, in all but name, to Triton Castle, overlooking the world of her namesake. A world that was still lifeless, for the House of Serenity still had yet to fulfill their world to make her world livable as the Inner Court Worlds were.
Alone, with only the ideals of the Silver Millennium and occasional contact with her fellow outcasts, she sought refuge in music. She had composed and performed so many concerts, she lost track of their count.
And then the Silver Millennium came crashing down, when the Moon Kingdom fell. They, the banished Outer Senshi, were all that remained. Compelled by the Queen's geas, she came to the ruined Palace, and summoned Sailor Saturn, to wash away what once was, so none could scavenge and rise in the Moon Kingdom's place.
The next set of memories that washed over her was those of her current life. How she was born to World-Famous Composer of a father, and a World-Famous Singer. Both famous and rich, she grew up lacking nothing. She had the best of everything, was a world-traveler, home-schooled, and had ever advantage a rich girl could have. Her parents were her best friends.
Then Sailor Neptune awaked.
The bitch hated her father, simply because he was male. Her mother was held in contempt for not seeing //the Way of the Silver Millennium//.
It got so bad, Michiru had to stay home in Japan, and attended private school. There, she found similar minded girls who became her //friends//.
All she had left was her music.
Her father had written some violin solos for her, which she played. That was all Neptune would allow. That was the only way she could communicate with her parents, through music.
Then Sailor Uranus came into her life. It was love at first-sight.
In hindsight, which is always twenty-twenty, she should have realized there was something unnatural about her attraction and obsession with Uranus. But it was a port in the storm of her life for her. As well as, someone else who could relate to what she was going through.
Paradoxically, now bound of her own free will to her new Master, she was finally truly free. Free to be herself, Michiru Kaiou, and not what Queen Serenity/Princess Serenity compelled her to be. Free to truly know her Heart, and not compelled to like certain people, or hate others.
No, she did not love her Master, not yet. But she could.
She could feel a bond between herself and her Master, and through it took a glimpse into her Master's memories and life. What she saw confirmed what Setsuna and Hotaru had been saying all along. Even showed that they had been sugar-coating some of what Neo-Queen Serenity had done against them and Ranma-sama.
She knew that she was Ranma-sama's slave, as the others were too. She could not denial him anything, or nay-say anything he wished. She could tell, though, that Ranma-sama would never truly take advantage of his position. That he will guide them, protect them, care for them, love them, and push them to be better at what ever they did.

Haruka found herself in that mental state of being not-quite asleep and not-quite awake.
She recalled her days as the Sailor Princess of Uranus, the Senshi of Magnificence and Sky, of the Silver Millennium.
At first, things were a bit awkward, but she adjusted to her new situation and became "//One of the Guys//." Whatever she did, she was good at it.
She was a tomboy at heart.
As she got older, she enjoyed the difference between girls and boys.
She enjoyed training with the Moon Palace Guardsmen. She got to go on hikes, run through the obstacle course, dance through sword-forms, share their meals together, and play in the showers with all those yummy men in magnificent shape.
Of course, she was not a slut... Not really, she only rewarded each Guardsman according to his performance and if he really impressed her or not. A kiss here, a caress there, a pat there, some oral sex here and there, and some intercourse if they really impressed her.
Many of the Guardsmen saw her as one of them. If there was a problem, they came to her, instead of the Court or the Queen. As a Sailor Princess, she had some authority on her own. And if she did not, she went to the Moon-cat Advisor to the Guard, who dealt with what she could not, or passed it on to the Queen.
It was not her fault the Guardsmen and Soldiers would follow to the Dark Kingdom and back. Nor was it her fault neither would follow the Queen to the latrine, since they expected to get killed or lost on the way. The Queen had no military-sense at all, but then that is what the War Advisor and Generals were for.
When that became widely known, the Queen was not happy about that.
First, the Queen forbad her from practicing with the Guardsmen. Of course, that did not stop the Guardsmen from seeking her out, for advice, suggestions, or escorting her on official duty.
Seeing as how that did not change anything, the Queen banished her to Miranda Castle, over-looking her namesake, which the Queen had yet to give live to. The formation of the Silver Millennium was established by Serenity the First, and part of the agreement for the Sailor Princesses' loyalty and commitment was that the Silver Queen would give life to each of their worlds. Serenity the First gave life to the Moon and Venus. Her daughter and grand-daughter did nothing. Serenity the Fourth gave Planetary Castles to each of the Sailor Princesses. Her daughter, Serenity the Fifth, gave life to Mars. Serenity the Sixth, the current queen, created floating cities for life in Jupiter's atmosphere, as well as, life in the shadow of Mercury. But all that occurred when she first came to Power. Since then, she had done nothing. Many looked towards Princess Serenity, the Seventh, to complete what her ancestor had promised. Whether Usagi-san would have, or not, was a mute point since the Moon Kingdom was destroyed before she came to Power.
There was not much to do on an orbital castle over a world without any life. So she did was she could, she trained in the Martial Arts, played virtual games, tried to learn to play a musical instrument, or just try to find different ways to entertain the few Guardsmen sent to //check up// on her and send/receive reports back to the Moon Palace.
Soon there after, the Moon Kingdom fell.
And thanks, only to Sailor Saturn, she and the other Outer Senshi were reborn in modern time.
Her modern-day parents were great. Her dad was her best friend, and confidant. He was the one that taught her to run and race cars. He was the one that got her a special license to drive at a younger age. He was the one that encouraged her that she can do anything she set her mind to it. It was he that gave her, her first mechanic job, working with the Pit Crew on his International Racing Team. It was he that she got her //need for speed//.
If her father taught her to run, it was her mother that taught her to walk. Haruka knew she was a disappointment to her traditional mother. And she was glad that her mother did not express it openly. Her mother only had encouraging words for her, in public. The tears came at night, wondering where she went wrong.
Then Sailor Uranus came into her life. It was difficult maintaining a relationship with her parents. Somehow, her view of //being one of the guys// got changed. It got tainted, and twisted. Before she just wanted to be, but Uranus wanted to be the best of the best. Comments that in the past were ignored now provoked violent responses.
She even found herself seduce some guy's dates away, as if to prove she was better then any man could be. It was insane, she knew it, but could not stop herself.
Then she //partnered// up with Neptune, in more ways then one.
But now she was free. Free to see all the insanity Serenity and her spawn caused her. And she had one person to thank... her new Master.

Michiru was now awake. For the first time, in a very long time, she was herself, and fully in control. And to get there, all she had to do was give that control to another. The paradox was mind-boggling. She was free, yet bound.
She absent-mindedly noticed her new body. Her body was in better shape then she ever was, now or within the Silver Millennium. Save for their hair-color, Set-chan, Ho-chan, and herself could easily pass for biological sisters now, even triplets, if they wished.
Before, it was easy to forget that Hotaru had been born the same year as the rest of them. As try as she might, the new Hotaru had her more aroused then she could every recall, her hands itched to run them through her hair, and caress those curves. And yet, here she was naked, in bed with an equal naked Hotaru, who even had her breasts pressed into her back. All she had was a bit of curiosity for Hotaru's new body, just to compare herself to. It was very startling to realize that her lesbian tendencies were generated by Senshi magic.
She just knew that very warm body, also equally naked; on her other side was her Master's.
Curious, she rested on her elbow to get a good look at her Master. She had read about the male anatomy in school, yet Neptune had belittled, but seeing it up close and knowing what a Master/slave relationship entailed...
She swallowed nervously. She knew that her Master would not force her, nor truly take advantage of her, which she was thanking for. Although, a small part of her, would not mind, not being in charge for once. With Ha-chan, she controlled the relationship. It would be nice, to be guide and cared for.
With a trembling hand, she reached out and touched her Master's skin. His skin was warm to the touch, soft yet rough texture to it. His skin was like an iron rod covered in velvet. If she looked closely, she could see scratches covering his entire body, save his groin and face. There were scars, cuts, and signs of old injured all along his body. Her master was not some pretty-boy, but carried the sighs of his passage through life with pride.
She recalled watching a lion sleep in a zoo, as a little girl, and had the same sense of dormant power and majesty.
While she idly thought of Ranma, her hand with a mind of its own, was busy caressing and feeling Ranma's bare chest. Touching Ranma's skin was addictive. It was nothing like what she felt when she and Haruka had //played// together.
Ramna's skin was so hot... and yet so cool to her touch. She could feel the electricity flowing from Ranma to her.
Here she was, touching Ranma, and yet, she was more aroused at this moment, then any intimate touch of Haruka's.
She took her time exploring Ranma's body, from head to toe, avoiding that area between his legs that she wanted to explore in greater detail later.
Returning to his crotch, Michiru could see that her Master lived up to his name, //Wild Horse//, indeed.
Here, it was smooth and there was a scent, she could not identify, but she could not get enough of. She found herself leaning over to inhale it more.
She found herself but a centimeter from her Master's manhood, and watched as it seems to beat with his heart. On impulse, she gave it a kiss.
She pulled back slightly, and licked her lips in amazement at what she just did. She had kissed a man's cock. And she liked it.
Moving back, she gave the cock a long lick with her tongue, as if it was an ice cream cone. She thought there was a taste to the cock, but she could not identify it, or she was just imagining it.
Whatever it was, she could not get enough of it. So to get the most, she took his cock into her mouth and sucked on it.
Amazingly, the cock in her mouth grew. Very soon, she could only get about half of it into her mouth. She tried to get more, seeing it as a challenge, but would choke on it. So she wrapped her right hand around the base of his cock and caressed it in time with her sucking.
Her left hand went and cupped his testicles. Feeling them, she could understand why some would call them //balls//. Using her left hand, she caressed and gently squeezed her Master's balls.
Soon, her mouth got tried, so she rested for a bit, and concentrated on his balls, weighing them in her palm, feeling their texture, gently kissing them, and gently holding them.
So engrossed with her Master's male anatomy, she did not notice her Master awakening. At least, not until he reached out and caressed her hair.
Her Master's touch seems to awaken some primordial need within her. Even her fascination with her Master's balls ceased as her Master petted her. She could feel the smile on his face, some how. His smile was like a gently beam of sunlight, caressing her.
She moved her head to lean into the caress, and she found herself purring. Which she stopped when her Master seemed to tense up.
Knowing her Master was not going to move, she lean down and took his cock into her mouth, sucking on it like an icicle.
Very soon, her Master started to purr, which encouraged her to do more. She resumed her caressing and fondling of her Master's balls.
Her Master's cock and balls fascinated her. Before, her knowledge had only consisted of what she had recall from the Sex Ed class she had to attend and the //girl's locker// gossip to go by.
She gently kissed his cock, and ran her hand lightly over his thighs, enjoying the texture and power radiating from his skin. She gently kissed his right ball, then his left one, and then the skin around them. The kissing quickly gave way to licking. She could not get enough of her Master's favor.
She knew that even Haruka knew more of what to do with a guy then she did. But she was determined: if she was to be a slave-girl, then by Neptune, she was going to be the best damn slave-girl anyone had ever seen.
With that, she set about to drink her Master's cum, as best she could. She licked, sucked, blew and kissed her Master's cock, begging with her actions and eyes for his cum. That she heard many of the girls say that cum tasted awful, but she did not care. In fact, she found herself craving it, regardless of taste.
She varied the pressure she applied to her Master's cock, and made sure not to allow her teeth to scrap the sensitive skin.
She ran her hands over her Master's balls and thighs.
Her mind was only dimly aware of the hand going through her hair, as she concentrated on pleasing her Master. At least, until she felt her Master's strong hand pulling her up.
She protested, as she was enjoying worshipping her Master's manhood and had yet to make him cum. But all her thoughts disappeared as her Master kissed her, holding her close to his strong body.

Haruka woke up to a weird sensation.
This was not the first time she woke up nude, sleeping between a guy and a gal.
No, it was the fact that there were two weights on her chest, which she could not place.
As a martial artist, she had a good inkling of her body. The two weights on her chest felt both natural and yet strange, at the same time.
Opening her eyes and looking down, she saw two mounds of flesh sitting on her chest.
She had breasts!
Before at best, she had been an A-cup, and the butt of many flat-chested jokes. Of course as a tomboy, they did not bother too much. But now... She was easily a large C-cup or even a D-cup. She really had not paid that much attention to breast size before as it had not implied to her then.
Her breasts were now several cup-sizes larger, and yet, they seem perfectly natural.
Her hands went to her new breasts, poking, feeling and squeezing them. Each touch was better then the previous one. Each touch sent pleasure throughout her body.
//Hmmm, that feel good,// Haruka thought.
She recalled a scene from a hentai anime she had seen, and she pulled a breast up and kissed her own nipple.
Now, she understood why all those guys were interested in breasts. They were wonderful to touch and feel.
Moans of pleasure escaped her lips.
//If but a kiss, // Haruka thought as she started to suckle on her left nipple.
She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. And a feeling she was missing something filled her.
This //emptiness// feeling distracted her from her wonderful new toys called breasts, enough for her to notice her Master and Michiru playing together. Or rather, she saw that Michiru was learning of the joy of having a nice yummy cock in her mouth.
She gently continued to massage her breasts as she watched Michiru take their Master's hard cock into her mouth. Michiru licked their Master's cock up and down, like an ice cream cone, and then swallowing it. She saw their Master gently caressing Michiru's hair as she pleased him. That //emptiness// feeling grew.
Then Master picked Michiru up and kissed her.
She could feel the power from Master's lips and overwhelming Michiru's senses. She watched in amusement as Michiru fainted from a mere kiss. Several feelings ran through her as she saw their Master gently putting Michiru down, and his eyes turned to her, taking the sight of her nude body in.
She found herself unconsciously posing for her Master, trying to present the best, sexiest image of herself as she could.
When he smiled at her, something inside her growled in hunger and need. What that need was, she was not sure. She had never felt like this before. She launched herself, at her Master, and glumped him.
She could feel the heat radiating off his skin were it touched her naked body. Her Master's cock pressed against her thighs, sending addictive pleasure straight into her pussy.
She had been with a few guys, even when she was going out with Michiru. But none of those times produced such wonderful, mind-numbing sensations as her Master did.
She knew, instinctively, what that emptiness inside of herself was. She reached for her Master's cock and guided it into her slit.
Feeling her Master's cock at the entrance of her womanhood was a religious experience for her.
And it was not enough for her, she realized. She wanted it all.
Grabbing her Master's ass-cheeks, she pulled him into her.
She felt full... complete... whole...
The sensation filled her mind; she was nothing but a pussy being completely filled by her Master's cock.
It was too much for her, and she passed out.
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Senshi Civil War

Senshi Civil War

Receiving is good too