Nymphomania is named after a selection of minor
deities in Greek myth. So just how did these
creatures get connected to an uncontrolable sex drive?
What was the secret to these beings monthly romps in
the night with each other.

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“Oh my,” Kasumi said. “What an odd looking apple.”
“Yes, it is an odd one,” the vendor said glancing
at the truly golden apple before her. “I bought it
off a old man a few minutes ago. I was going to have
it for a snack I, but if a fine lady like yourself
would like to try such a delicacy.”
For some reason Kasumi felt certain that she should
buy it. It was pretty and it looked so tasty. A few
minutes later it was in her possession and she was
enjoying the almost honey-like taste of the strange
fruit.
She was feeling strange by the time she reached
home.
“Tadaima!” she called out as she came into the
house, not minding that Nabiki was at school while
Soun and Genma were out doing whatever it was they did
while they were out, and Ranma and Akane had vanished
on some adventure earlier in the day.
She walked into the kitchen, her mouth feeling dry
for some odd reason. She set down her groceries and
started putting most of them away. She felt
altogether odd, and was starting to feel a trace
faint.
“Hello!” somebody called someone from the front.
“Is anybody any home?”
“Oh, Ukyou,” Kasumi called out, setting aside the
groceries in her hurry to reach the voice, feeling a
strange urge to do so.
“Oh hi Kasumi,” Ukyou said setting down her
delivery box. “I guess my clock is broken, I thought
Ranchan would be home from school by now.”
“Excuse me,” Kasumi said confused. She didn’t pay
too much attention to what Ukyou said, she was
spending too much time noticing just how tight Ukyou’s
Okonomiyaki seller’s tights were.
“Todays one of the days they give me time off to
run Ucchans'” Ukyou explained. “I was coming to give
Ranma a little surprise.”
“Oh I see,” Kasumi said faintly. She had forgotten
that Akane and Ranma had gone chasing some random
martial artist earlier that day and so were not likely
to be seen for a week or two. That didn’t matter
since she was not really paying attention anyway.
She was quietly shocked at her behavior, so openly
oogling another woman. But she needed something, and
she needed it bad. The need was getting worse as she
stood there, so she continued to stare.
“Are you okay, Kasumi?” Ukyou said coming closer,
and seeming concerned.
“Why do you ask Ukyou?” Kasumi asked, wrenching her
face to look at the chef’s brown eyes.
“Because you look pale,” Ukyou said. “And you
sound tired, and you keep looking down. Kasumi when
did your eyes turn gold?”
“Hmmm?” Kasumi asked, not paying attention to
anything else but Ukyou’s face. Her descision had
been made, now just to see about implementing it.
“That’s it,” Ukyou said. “I’m putting you to bed.”
Ukyou stepped forward to put an arm around Kasumi to
steady her and started walking deeper into the Tendo
household. Kasumi stumbled along wearily for a moment
before speaking.
“Ukyou-san,” she said. “I do feel I need
something.”
“Yeah, sleep,” Ukyou said, half-carrying Kasumi
along.
“Not precisely,” Kasumi said. Then she tapped her
index finger, and a sharp nail glistening as if
covered with something, into Ukyou’s neck where it put
the shoulder.
“Ouch!” Ukyou gasped. “What the heck ar….”
Her voice trailed off, and Kasumi turned the chef
around to face her. Then she sunk the other hand’s
index finger into Ukyou’s neck on the otherside.
Kasumi smiled gently as Ukyou’s eyes slowly changed to
a grassy green shade.
Ukyou was hers now.
Kasumi leaned forward and kissed the formerly human
chef passionately. She cradled Ukyou’s head gently as
she greedily tasted the essence of Ukyou’s lips,
instantly feeling better.
Ukyou moaned softly and reached her hands around
behind Kasumi as the Tendo girl lowered her to the
floor. Kasumi continued kissing the younger girl for
a minute before raising up over the dazed looking
Ukyou, straddling her.
“I don’t know why,” Kasumi said. “But I’m afraid I
need you Ukyou-san.” She demurely unbuttoned her
blouse and carefully set it aside.
“Kasumi,” Ukyou sighed, blinking. “What are you
doing?” As she asked she reached up to undo Kasumi’s
bra as the elder girl removed her skirt.
Kasumi tossed her skirt aside and lowered herself
down to Ukyou’s face, smiling. A slender hand
caressed Ukyou’s face as another slipped into her top.
Ukyou gasped and arched her back as Kasumi’s hand
brushed over the flesh on her breast.
“Do you want me to stop, Ukyou-san?” Kasumi asked
seriously. She knew somehow that Ukyou would not want
to stop, perhaps by some newly found instinct.
“No, no Kasumi,” Nabiki gasped. “Don’t stop.”
Kasumi smiled and gently pushed Ukyou down, kissing
her on the mouth again, as she efficiently undid the
chef’s top.
Kasumi found her newly sharp fingernails useful to
strip through the bindings hiding Ukyou’s wonderful
breasts. Her other hand roamed down Ukyou’s back,
sending exceptionally pleasant signals racing into
Ukyou’s brain.
Ukyou shrieked in pleasure as Kasumi’s hand slipped
around her front and down between her legs. The chef
clawed at the floor trying to find a grip as Kasumi
smiled down at her, gently and forcifully pleasuring
her.
Kasumi’s free hand finished with the chest bindings
and she began to quietly massage the girl’s breasts,
taking them in turns, flicking the hard nipples and
gentling kneading the soft, pillowy flesh.
Ukyou took great panting breaths as her legs curled
and stretched in response to what Kasumi’s other hand
was doing between her legs. Her eyes remained
unfocused as she gasped and shifted her body to move
with Kasumi.
“Oh my,” Kasumi gasped as she felt a pair of hands
trail down between her legs and rub at her sex through
the panties. She smiled sunnily, still energized from
the taste of Ukyou’s lips and arched her back
slightly, looking up and enjoying the feel.
They continued like this for a few minutes, heavy,
panting breathing punctutated by a few sharp cries.
Then Kasumi felt her lover’s breasts starting to
swell.
“I think you’re ready now,” Kasumi said, as if she
were finishing up in the kitchen. She lowered herself
down again and kissed Ukyou, staring into the younger
girl’s adoring face before closing her eyes.
Then she broke the embrace gently and kissed her
way downward. She licked the hollow of Ukyou’s throat
eliciting a low moan of appreciation as Ukyou’s hands
moved around to Kasumi’s back and snapped the bra
loose, before travelling lower to remove the panties,
tearing those off.
“Oooo!” Kasumi gasped as her undergarments were
ripped off. “Ucchan, be more careful.”
“Hai, Kasumi,” Ukyou said apologetically in the
pause. She leaned upward to kiss Kasumi, but the
older girl gently guided her back down.
“It’s alright,” Kasumi said lowering her head back
down.
“I’m sor…RrIEE! Oh! Oh! Ohhhh!” Ukyou’s eyes
popped wide as Kasumi set her mouth around her nipple
and began to drink. The taste of Ukyou’s milk was
wonderous, like nutmeg and cinnamon, and Kasumi could
feel herself filling with power and life as she move
both her hands around to hold Ukyou’s back upright
after Ukyou jolted them into a seated position.
“Oh Kami, Kasumi!” Ukyou gasped, her breath
continued to come in sharp with soft moans in time to
Kasumi pulling milk from her breasts. She was given a
brief moment to pause and catch her breath as Kasumi
switched breasts, then she was gritting her teeth and
bucking again while Kasumi gently massaged her.
Kasumi’s hands travelled low and gripped the tights
and panties underneath this time, briefly and
reluctantly removing her mouth from Ukyou’s breast. A
thin streamer of golden-white milk dripped from her
mouth and landed on Ukyou’s breast as Kasumi firmly
pulled the tights down from Ukyou’s waist. A little
more oozed out of Ukyou’s nipple and began to mix with
the sweat coating her chest.
Ukyou catching her breath again arched her back
slightly to help Kasumi removing her last item of
clothing. And then they were both completely naked.
Kasumi slipped one leg between Ukyou’s and entwined
with the other as she bent down to eagerly lick up the
golden treat that was lightly smeared across Ukyou’s
breasts. Then she returned to the rock hard needles
and the milk still within.
Ukyou and Kasumi bucked their groins against each
other stimulating their lower regions. Kasumi had to
fight to keep from pulling away from the breast and
its milk and howlind in sheer ecstacy a few times.
Ukyou, had no such job for her mouth and she
uninhibitedly screamed out her pleasure while
clutching at Kasumi as if her life depended on it.
Then Kasumi broke off from Ukyou’s breasts. She
smiled up at the exhausted seeming chef who gave
Kasumi a questioning, but adoring look wondering why
Kasumi was doing this to her, but not complaining.
Kasumi traveled down lower until her face was
between Ukyou’s legs. She smiled sunnily again, and
licked some of the golden-white milk off of her face
in a manner that was both demure and seductive. Then
she ducked her head down, her hands gripping and
massaging Ukyou’s rear end.
Ukyou felt the tongue begin to explore her inner
most self and moaned, eyes rolling back as she dropped
from her half sitting position to hit the floor.
Small nips sent occasionally spikes in the overall
pleasure that consisted of her buttocks being neatly
massaged while she was being orally examined.
“I suppose you’re almost ready again,” Kasumi said
raising up for a moment and smiling as Ukyou’s legs
wrapped around her tightly.
One hand travelled from Ukyou’s firm ass and then
Ukyou felt something larger than a tongue slipping
inside her and exploring deeper.
The tension was enormous, and despite her calm
exterior, Ukyou could vaguely sense it in her lover as
well. She wanted to release that tension but first
Kasumi needed something else from her, or at least so
Ukyou felt.
Ukyou held back her cries against the growing
tension trying to let it build to a peak before it
released. She was feeling herself break, and held
back. The longer she held against it, the better it
would be, but it was so hard. She didn’t want this to
be over yet.
And then Kasumi took her fingers out of Ukyou’s
sex. Before the chef had time to lose her momentmum,
however, Kasumi dipped her head lower and virtually
attacked Ukyou with her tongue in a passion and fervor
that Ukyou hadn’t thought Kasumi possessed.
Then Ukyou exploded with a loud piercing cry,
releasing into Kasumi’s face. Kasumi greedily licked
up the vital liquid. It’s taste and vigor were a
hundred times more vital than the taste of Ukyou’s
milk, a thousand times more so than her lips.
Ukyou slowlly and surely came down from the climax,
muscles relaxing and falling limp as she recovered.
Kasumi sat up over the insensate Ukyou and virtually
pawed at herself like a cat to swallow all of Ukyou’s
cum.
She was still burning with desire, both more and
less incessant than the original drive of what she now
recognized as hunger. There no longer a fear of
fainting away and possibly dying, but she perhaps
needed something else now even more so than before
from Ukyou. She remained pawing at herself, clutching
desperately at her own groin and rubbing at her
breasts, desirous of relief.
As she thought of that Ukyou recovered, her martial
artist stamina bringing her back quickly, and saw
Kasumi masturbating in front of her. She quickly
wrapped her arms around the other girl and licked at
Kasumi’s tits, her hand moving lower to massage the
older girl’s mound.
Kasumi’s ministrations were firm but gentle.