Cold Lemonade:  I cut out the majority of the original work but left this scene intact.  As usual, if any complaints from original author, e-mail and I'll be more than happy to comply.

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    Mousse floated in his own private piece of black space, accompanied only by the same shadows that had plagued his female Amazon counterpart. Occasionally he tried launching his limitless arsenal of concealed weapons at them, only to come up with nothing. After a brief bout with panic, he simply resided himself to wait out whatever it was holding him captive. When it seemed he was about ready to go out of his mind, the prisoner was granted a visitor.

    "Moooouuuussssee..." A voice cooed. Mousse's head jerked up instantly. The accent was unmistakable. "Shampoo?!?!" He flailed in the darkness. "Where are you Shampoo!?!?" "Heerrreee..." Her voice whispered into his ear, so close he could feel her warm breath. He spun around in zero G to find nothing. What the...?!? he began to think. Where is she!! Am I going insane???

    "Nooo..." Her kawaii voice whispered again. "Heeerrree..." as a hand caressed his thigh. Once again he twisted around to find nothing anywhere near him.

    "I am going insane..." He whimpered, when suddenly, fingers ran through his raven black hair, finding his glasses and removing them. "HEY!!! I need those to see!!!" but once again finding only the darkness. That was when he saw a purple blur in front of him. As it drew closer into his seeable vision range, he could discern the identity, and what he saw sent a geyser of blood fountaining from his nostrils.

    Shampoo floated a scant few inches from him, totally nude and absolutely seductive looking. "You look like you need company..." She whispered in Chinese, Mousse in total awe at the sight in front of him. He instantly turned to jelly, every square inch of him vividly aware of the body heat that radiated from her. "Wha-!?!? Wha-!?!? What are you doing!?!?" He stammered, not so much because he didn't enjoy the sight, but because such a sight was beyond his wildest dreams... "We're here to fulfill ALL of your fantasies, Mousse..." A deeper female voice purred from behind him, arms snaking around his neck. "RANMA!!!" He instantly realized and moved to twist around and face the enemy, only to realize that his body failed to budge. Instead, his eyes remained firmly riveted to Shampoo and her body- Not an entirely bad place to have them riveted to, he thought in the back of his mind. "Shampoo! We have to..." He stalled momentarily as she floated over him, revealing her dampened purple bush upon parting her legs.

    "Ummm.. Uh.. have to... Escape..." A band of smooth silk obscured his vision and tightened around his head, totally blinding Mousse. "There will be no escaping today, Mousse..." Ranma-chan cooed, securing the silk blindfold. "Damn you Ranma!" Some of Mousse's anger resurfaced. "I'll resist you!" She chuckled in his ear. "Is that right???" Suddenly, Mousse felt a warm hand snake into his pants, masaging his already hard shaft, causing him to inhale sharply. "Exactly who will you be resisting? Myself? Or is that Shampoo?" had the blindfold not been present, Mousse's eyes would have widened to the size of silver dollars.

    "MMMmmmmmmm..." Shampoo pressed herself against Mousse. "Mousse VERY hard..." She then proceeded to disrobe Mousse, letting his white cloak float off into space. Soon, a pair of hands pulled his pants off and continued the brief message he had received earlier. "Oh Shampoo... How I've dreamed of this..." Mousse sighed, enjoying the fingers pleasure. "I'm glad you so enjoy it..." The deeper voice said in a bemused tone. Mousse stiffened, horrified. "But that was Shampoo!!! She...! I...!" He panicked. "Calm down Mousse..." Shampoo whispered in his ear. It soothed him slightly. "What's going on here Shampoo?!?!" The Amazon floated in front of him. "This..." And gave Mousse the most sensual kiss he had of received in his life. Even as their tongues played each other, Ranma-chan continued her playing, expertly stimulating his penis with her finger tips. Mousse squirmed against the very thought of Ranma doing so, only to have Shampoo intensify her kiss, applying her entire body to Mousse's now naked flesh. His newly developed panic of Ranma-chan's touch quickly dissolved, his hands instinctively finding the curves of Shampoo's body.

    The pig-tailed seductress soon had enough of the finger message and let her tongue curled around his head. Once more, Mousse shuddered, though not because of any revoltion toward her. Had his mouth been free to do so, he would have let out a moan of serious pleasure. Any lingering doubts about the two on one relationship evaporated as Ranma-chan fully enveloped his organ, sucking and caressing with her tongue. Mousse had to break off his kiss with Shampoo this time and inhale deeply with the stimulation. Shampoo released her hold on Mousse and let her firm breasts float to his eye level, her nipples grazing his lips. There was only one thing to do according to Mousse's testosterone drenched mind. Like a boy in a candy store, the blind Mousse found the luscious breasts and began to caress and massage them. There was also only one thing to do with the nipple that had found it's way to his lips. Almost mimicking Ranma who continued to balance Mousse on the brink of ejaculation, he let his tongue trace circles around the nipples edge, feeling it harden in his mouth. He too began to suck, to play, and it wasn't long before both Shampoo and he writhed in their own separate passions.

    Satisfied that both nipples had been sufficiently attended to, Mousse floated Shampoo up further, letting his hands glide down her stomach and thighs. Ranma-chan felt the shift in position and looked up, getting ideas of her own. Shampoo's legs straddle Mousse's shoulders, finding the right spot and inhaling the beautiful sent from her sex. Ranma too was shifting positions, locking her legs around Mousse's back. Just as he began to lick Shampoo's gates, Ranma-chan impaling herself onto Mousse's shaft with a low, satisfied sigh and began plunging up and down. All this served to drive Mousse further into his own mindless pleasure, probing deeper inside Shampoo. All Shampoo had to do at that point was float in space and bask in the sensuality that coursed through her, flowing from between her legs... The air was alive with the sounds of passion, both females voicing their arousal as they bucked and rocked on the male that drove them, Mousse deeply enthralled as well, though unable to voice himself save the few groans that escaped from Shampoo's legs. While not as audible as his partners, Mousse expressed his passion the only way he could, his body quivering as he thrust and licked the females that pleasured him in turn.

    Mousse was the first to loose it, letting himself explode warm cum inside of Ranma-chan while she continued to rock to a fro, thrusting hard inside of her. She didn't last much longer, the stimulation touching off her own orgasm that sent her moaning even louder. Which, in turn, was the last domino for Shampoo. Mousse's ejaculation only heightened his own pleasure and he attacked Shampoo's sex even more fiercely, increasing the speed his tongue in and out and around her vagina. Ranma-chan's increased moaning only heightened the experience even more. Her body tensed and Mousse's mouth was suddenly flooded with Shampoo's hot juices, which he eagerly lapped up. For the second time that day, the space between her legs pulsed fiercely, consuming her with lust. The orgasm ran it's course and she slackened her leg hold around Mousse's neck, floating down to join Ranma-chan and Mousse in a warm lovers embrace.