This story is co-written with a buddy of mine, Lumitiel. I should note that this is not a story meant to be a tasteful tale. It's goofy erotica. So don't take it seriously and enjoy the fanservice.

"Oh." Ranma said. Looking down at the unconscious young woman in front of him. Her own Chui on her head. It having been kicked there by Ranma when she had tried to attack Akane. "Oh. Shit."

It had been hard enough running for his life in his cursed form whenever she caught up with him. (And man was she a good tracker. How she managed to hunt him down in middle of Beijing, after being male for three days straight , he had no idea.) Now there would be no peace, unless he got out of here now.

"Well Akane I think I'm going on a training trip!" From nowhere he produced a overly large backpack.

Akane, seeing the seriousness, nodded and pulled out a sleeping back and camping supplies. Also from nowhere. "OK! See you later Ranma! I'll write when she goes somewhere far away!"

That's when Shampoo stood up, groaning, her eyes locked with Ranma. The chui fell to the ground with a heavy thud. (Kasumi, who was in the middle of sweeping, pushed it into her dustpan while humming cheerfully.) "You… you defeat Shampoo…"

"Me?" Ranma's voice raised a few pitches. "No!"

"It was an accident!" Akane added.

Shampoo didn't pay attention to their denials. She stumbled towards Ranma, who was wondering if perhaps if he could keep her from giving him the Kiss of Death…

Of course, that's when Ryoga shoved him straight into her. "Come on Ranma! Face her like a man!" he said, smirking. Ranma made a mental note to punch Ryoga extra hard next time they had a fight.

Shampoo stared up at Ranma, her eyes wide and… tear filled? Ranma, who was weak to any sort of female tears, was taken aback by this change in her demeanor. Far from the cold anger she had displayed when he had first beaten her in China. That's when Shampoo made her move. She fell to her hands and knees, bowing her head at his feet. "Master." She said, quietly.

There was a stunned silence by everyone in the room. (Except Kasumi, who dumped her full dustpan into a nearby bin, still humming.)

It was at that point that Soun entered. "What is going on here?!" He asked, loudly.

"Oh it seems Ranma ordered a sex slave from China." Kasumi gave her interpretation of the events.

Soun's rage was a terrifying thing to behold, and almost made Ranma wish she had just given him the Kiss of Death.

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It took a few minutes to calm Soun down and explain that no, Ranma had not spent the Tendo fortune on a high quality Chinese prostitute and that he had no idea what the hell was going on. the residents of the Tendo household (And Ryoga) were all gathered around the table. Shampoo was sitting demurely beside Ranma, head bowed and quiet.

"So… she tried to kill you and now she's calling you Master?" Nabiki asked.

Akane frowned, was this some kinky sex game? She clenched her fists, if Ranma had a sexy girlfriend he played these games with and hadn't told her…

Shampoo produced a book. "Here." She handed the book to Ranma.

Ranma flipped open the book. "Uh… I can't read Chinese."

"Here, let me see that." Nabiki grabbed it. "Huh… it's a book about her village's laws."

"Wait you can read Chinese?" Akane asked.

"There's a Japanese translation." Nabiki pointed to the translation on the back half of the book. Ranma laughed sheepishly. "Huh. It says here that being defeated is a terrible loss of face for the warrior of the village. The higher ranked the villager, the greater the loss."

"Shampoo champion of age group." She said, "Heir to many secret arts."

"Right. I guess you losing would be a massive loss of face. So, to make up losing to the female Ranma…."

"Shampoo give Kiss of Death. Defeat girl Ranma, recover honor."

"But then, after losing face before, you were beaten again by him." Nabiki said, "And then…" She flipped through the book, "Oh my."

"What?" Ranma asked.

"Being beaten by a man is a far bigger shame." Nabiki looked up, grinning. "It seems that if a warrior loses to a man, they are actually considered dead by the village. And, unless the warrior can do some great act of penance is, well, this is interesting…"

"What?!" Ranma asked. "What is it?"

"Should I explain… I do want some ice-cream…" Nabiki held out her hand to Ranma. But before Ranma could either hand over some yen or start the haggling process Akane snatched the book out of her hands. "Damn it Akane." She pouted.

Akane stuck her tongue out at her older sister. "Now then… upon losing to a man. She must either commit an act of penance, to be dependant on her rank, or… or…" Akane's face turned red.. "Or be reduced to a slave!?"

"Shampoo highest rank possible for age. Only penance would be slaying of great monster threatening village. And all dangerous monsters already dead" Shampoo said. "So Shampoo is slave."

Ranma, who despite his occasional jerk moment was a decent person at heart, shook his head. "N-no way! Look, Shampoo, that law's silly. If, uh, well. I don't want, or, uh, need a slave."

"Shampoo see." She faced away from Ranma, so only Akane could see the dim look in her eyes. "Then Shampoo not needed." It was fortunate that Akane was the one sitting next to Shampoo. Any non martial artist would not have been able to react in time to Shampoo drawing out a knife and thrusting it at her throat. As it was, Akane was only able to tackle Shampoo to cause her to drop the knife.

"What the hell!?" Akane shouted to the girl.

"Shampoo dead to village and family. If Master has no need of Shampoo then Shampoo have no reason to live." She said flatly.

Ranma turned a little green at the thought, "Ah… uh…" He didn't want Shampoo to die. He just wanted her to not kill him. "Wait a minute! If, uh, if you really want to. I guess I could, uh…" He looked to Akane to help.

Akane, who had just stopped a suicide, had her compassion for other human beings override any jealousy and worry about this sexy, perfectly formed woman coming on to her fiance. "I guess we have no choice Ranma. You can, uh, take her."

"So… um…" Ranma blushed, feeling awkward as hell, "I guess, err, I'm your boss?"

Shampoo gave Ranma an uneasy smile. "Thank you Master."

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Luckily with Akane's approval Soun couldn't rage about a strange new girl being brought into the household by Ranma. So the day went, and Shampoo just sat quietly in the room, observing the inhabitants. By the time night came Ryoga had gone off to play P-chan, the jackass, and his dad was off doing something with Soun. Tired, he opened the door to his room and was ready to go to bed.

Though, he quickly saw that he wasn't the only one in the room. "Sh-Shampoo!?"

"Nihao Master." Shampoo said, sitting seiza by his futon. She was also dressed for bed. Shampoo's method of dressing for bed was an old white button-up shirt, and panties. The top few buttons were missing, exposing a generous amount of her breasts. He could see every bit of her long, smooth legs, and even a trace of her panties! "Ready to go to bed?"

Now Ranma may be, at this point, moderately interested in his fiancee romantically. And, of course, physically attracted to her. However, he was still a teenage boy. And the sight of any woman dressed like Shampoo, especially a woman dressed like Shampoo with a figure like Shampoo, caused his mouth to dry and no small amount of blood to rush between his legs. "W-what are you doing here?"

"This Master's room, no?" Shampoo asked. "Shampoo sleep here too? Master have futon with Shampoo? Or share futon with Shampoo? Perhaps unworthy slave sleep on floor?" She asked casually.

"Ack… err… ah…" Ranma began to panic. Shampoo expected him to give her an order. Namely, where to sleep. This would be his first official act as her "Master." He took a few breaths, trying to figure out what to do with her.

"Akane!" Ranma shouted.

Shampoo blinked, "What?"

"My.. my fiancee…" Ranma stuttered out, then winced at actually acknowledging the engagement in the heat of the moment. "Uh, go ask her if you can sleep in her room."

Shampoo took that knowledge in, before nodding. "Ah. Shampoo understand." Her Master was engaged to be married. Which meant that, once he married the young woman who had saved her earlier that day she would also be her Mistress. Obviously Master wanted for Shampoo to get to know her future Mistress better. She stood up, ignoring the sudden trickle of blood from Ranma's nose as she flashed her panties at him. "Good Night Master."

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Akane was reading a comic with P-chan (It was really cute how the pig almost seemed to be able to understand the comic!) when she heard the door knock. "Come in." She said, and was a little surprised to see Shampoo enter. P-chan looked really surprised, but Akane missed the nosebleed from Shampoo's sleeping outfit.

"Oh, hello Shampoo." Akane said. Managing to, thanks to years of practice in the girls locker room, not look at those long legs or her cleavage. "What, uh, are you doing here?"

"Master tell Shampoo to see if Lady Akane would be generous enough to allow Shampoo to sleep here." Shampoo asked.

Akane blinked, "Uh… sure."

"Ah. Will Shampoo be taking bed? Futon? Floor?" Shampoo rattled off the options.

"Well… I guess we can share the bed. We're both girls, right?" Akane said.

Shampoo simply nodded, "If that what Lady Akane wish."

"Wait… why are you calling me "Lady Akane"?"

"Because Lady Akane is future wife of Master. So Lady Akane will also own Shampoo." Shampoo answered, giving Akane a bright and very cute smile. "Lady Akane only have to ask and Shampoo will fulfil any need Lady Akane has."

"R-right…" Akane said.

Now, one thing about Akane that she did her absolute best to hide was her attraction to women. Sure, she liked men. But there was also something about girls that was appealing as well. Part of the reason she had been so upset about Ranma's curse, at first, was learning that the cute vulnerable girl she had met at first was really a boy. She had been the first girl she had felt tempted to try more than just appreciate her looks, and it had been a lie. Granted, she had long forgiven Ranma for it, it wasn't even his fault really.

Now, a very sexy girl had just practically offered herself to her. Could she tell Akane was Bi? Was she just a natural flirt? Or did she just want to leave all options open as a slave she was convinced she had to be available.

Akane shook her head, clearing her mind of the thoughts that had came to her. "I'm just going to read some more then go to bed." Akane gestured to a small shelf filled with books and comics. "If you want, you can too."

Shampoo shook her head, "Shampoo no read Japanese."

"Oh. Sorry." Akane said, "We should probably teach you, if you're going to be living here for a while."

Shampoo nodded, "That be best."

Akane soon learned that, when given something to cling to in her sleep, Shampoo would gladly become a human octopus. So, Akane did her best to ignore the strangely soft yet strong arms wrapped around her waist. The large, perky breasts pressed against her back. Or the Chinese mutterings as Shampoo whispered dream words directly into her ear.

She hadn't seen P-chan since Shampoo crawled into bed with her. (Ryoga took one look at the sight, and decided it would be best for his blood pressure to not be in the room with her tonight.) So Akane didn't have anything cute of her own to hold, and she wasn't going to turn herself around. She finally got her eyes closed, and drifted off to sleep.