This choice: The machine is finished before dinner • Go Back...Chapter #6Ryoko and Ayeka's predictable fight by: Drez  
It would be an insult if Washu didn't finish a new invention before dinner. The number one genius in all the universe had worked on her new 'unbirthing machine' as she called it. The machine was able to strench (sp?) her twat and her womb. Carrying Tenchi in her womb really wasn't an issue, since Washu could bench press a 100 pounds, and her adult form was even stronger. Of course Washu was going to unbirth Tenchi in her adult form. The 'unbirthin machine' allowed an umbilical cord to grow from her to Tenchi's belly button. Washu stepped into the machine..well, actually she put her legs into it, and everything below the waist. She turned it on and felt the tingle in her crotch which meant the machine was wroking. The whole process took a little more than 3 minutes. As soon as the unbirthing machine shut off, Sasami came into the lab.
"Washu, dinner is rea..." started Sasami.
Washu had changed into her adult self to fit inside the unbirthing machine comfortably. Washu so rarely changed into her adult self that it had caught Sasami off-guard.
"Oh good" said Washu, "I'm starving"
Which was the truth. Inventing new machines made one hungry. Washu walked out of her lab still as her older self, which drew glances from Tenchi and the other members of the household. Washu didn't mind at all. She liked to show off her sexier adult from, especially to Tenchi. Seeing Ryoko and Ayeka's looks of digust made Washu happy too. Neither Ryoko or Ayeka had the DD-Cup breasts that the older Washu had.
Tenchi, who suspected another offer from Washu to have his baby, determindly looked away from the red-headed genius as the family ate thier dinner. Ryoko seemed to be taking Washu's adult body as a personal insult because she growled at Washu.
"Another good dinner, Sasami" said Washu, patting her stomach. "wasn't it, Tenchi?"
"Well.." started Tenchi.
"Don't answer her, Tenchi" said Ryoko. "she's up to something"
"Why, Ryoko" said Washu. "what makes you think that?"
"Because you're in your adult form" said Ryoko. "and you always offer yourself to Tenchi in that form"
"Why don't you offer yourself to him then?" asked Washu.
"M-miss Washu!" said Ayeka. "we all know that Tenchi is mine"
"What was that?!" yelled Ryoko, turning to face the princess.
Kiyone, Nobuyuki, Yosho, Sasami and even Mihoshi backed away from the table as they sensed another Ryoko/Ayeka fight. Tenchi was grabbed by Ryoko before he could get out of the way. Washu merely continued with her meal as though nothing was happening in front of her. Predictable. Ryoko and Ayeka would have thier 1,235th fight over Tenchi and Washu was getting tired of it.
"You let go of him!" yelled Ayeka.
"Make me, Your Royal Lowness" spat Ryoko.
"LET ME GO!!" shrieked Tenchi.
Washu had her energy sword and placed it between Ryoko and Ayeka. All eyes turned to Washu, who usually didn't interfere with the fights that Ryoko and Ayeka had.
"Not while I'm eating, please" said Washu in an even voice. "and let go of Tenchi before you suffocate the poor boy"
"I'm not suffocating him!" yelled Ryoko.
"Don't argue with your mother" said Washu.
"Some mother you were" said Ryoko. "you left me!"
"You ran away, as I recall" said Washu.
"That's beside the point" said Ayeka. "Miss Washu, Tenchi is the crown prince of Jurai. Only I can.."
Ryoko had enough. Quick as lightning, Ryoko shot an energy ball at Ayeka, which put up a force field just in time to stop the ball from hitting her. The explosion filled the living room. When the dust settled, Washu and Tenchi were gone from the table.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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