On a day just like any other, Ryoko sat about lazily in the rafters of the Masaki home. She was waiting for Tenchi to get home and idly thinking about ways to get him all to herself. When she heard the door crack open, she craned her neck over to see who it was.

   Mihoshi backed in awkwardly, apparently dragging something cumbersome.

   Ryoko watched disinterestedly until she saw what the blonde was pulling through the door. The Detective hefted the limp form of her partner across the living room and down the hall. As she passed underneath Ryoko's vantage point, the space pirate caught a close look at Kiyone. The teal haired girl stared blankly, and her skin had an odd pallor.

   Since nothing fans the flames of curiosity quite like someone moving a body, Ryoko floated down to where she could peer after them. She'd always thought that Mihoshi would be the death of her partner. She just didn't expect it to be today. With her tail twitching about, she followed their trail. Arriving just in time to see Washu's door swing closed, Ryoko slunk up to the portal. With a moment's hesitation she snuck through when she felt the gap between security scans.

   Once inside, Ryoko followed the sound of Mihoshi's voice. Taking up position behind some foliage, she spied Washu talking with the scatterbrain. Kiyone's body lay bonelessly on the ground nearby.

   "Mihoshi, what did you do?" Washu had just finished asking.

   "I don't know! Kiyone's been acting really strange," The girl answered worriedly.

   "Gee," Washu observed dryly, "no pulse, no breathing, and," Washu poked the motionless girl to be sure, "yep, body made of inanimate material. Mihoshi, that's not Kiyone."

   "But she was fine until a week ago. I found this funny thing," Mihoshi raised a small cylinder,  "and I was looking at it when Kiyone stopped talking."

   Washu's eyes widened at the object Mihoshi was holding. The red haired genius quickly dove to the ground as the girl carelessly pointed it in her direction. And with good reason, a thin beam of multicolored light shot from it. The large piece of equipment it hit vanished without a trace. "Give me that!" Washu said, snatching the thing from her. "Well this explains a few things." With a push of the single button, the beam struck out again, restoring the missing machinery.

   Ryoko gaped at what she saw. She'd known Washu had a matter converter, but she'd never been able to find out where she stored it. "This could be my chance to snag it," Ryoko thought to herself.

   Meanwhile, Washu pointed it at the lifeless body. The beam shot out, and in a moment Kiyone sat up, shaking her head as if to clear it. A quiet growl escaped her as she lunged at her partner. "Turn me into a doll will you!" She said, attempting to throttle some sense into the bubblehead.

   With everything seemingly back in order, Washu shrugged and tossed the matter converter over her shoulder. It vanished into the hole that conveniently opened in space.

   Ryoko immediately tracked it through the dimensions to the spot it ended up. With a steady hand she slowly reached out and grabbed it. Holding it in both hands, she held it close and grinned a Cheshire cat smile. With a laugh, she disappeared.

***

   Ayeka sat under Funaho. She often liked to sit in the shade of the tree. "It's so very lovely here," The Princess said to herself, closing her eyes and leaning up against the trunk. However, when she opened them again she found a familiar pair of yellow ones staring back. Startled, she pushed back against the unyielding surface of the tree. Surprise changed to anger at the grin on the space pirate's face. "Miss Ryoko," She began in her usual arrogant tone, "you shouldn't sneak up on people like that. I'm just trying to spend a little peaceful time by myself and you have to come and bother me."

   "I'm so sorry Princess," She said, the smile never leaving her face. "It's just that I found out something important about Tenchi that you should know," She continued, taking on a mock innocent expression.

   "What? What about Lord Tenchi?" Ayeka asked suspiciously.

   "It's just that there's this beautiful space pirate that's going to take advantage of him tonight!" Ryoko said innocently.

   "You'll do no such thing to Lord Tenchi!" The irate Princess declared, her small logs appearing around her.

   "Ah ah, settle down girl," Ryoko said with a smile. She whipped out the cylinder from behind her back and pointed it at Ayeka. When she pressed the button the beam lanced out, penetrating the Princess's shield. The look of shock on her face vanished with the rest of her.

   Ryoko tapped the device against her chin in thought. "What's a good form for you Princess?" She asked herself. "Well, you wanted to spend some quiet time under your tree," Ryoko shrugged. Getting a clear picture of just what she wanted in her mind, Ryoko pointed the converter at the edge of the water.

   The light shot out and reassembled the Princess, but in a very different form. She was naked, if you could call it that, sitting at the edge of the pond, her legs slightly spread and hands planted on the ground behind her. One would expect her to attack Ryoko at this time, but she made no move at all. In fact, on closer inspection it looked like she wouldn't be going anywhere at all. Her skin was a light tan color and carried the texture of bark. Her feet dipped into the water where they grew into roots that sank deep into the ground. Her knees were now roots of the same name, such as one would find on a mangrove tree. Tiny purple leaves created the illusion of hair, both on her head and lower. However her eyes were quite mobile. Currently they seemed to be scowling at the space pirate floating just over the water before her.

   Ryoko drifted over, eyeing her handiwork. Sitting down, she leaned up against Ayeka and began stroking her wooden thigh. "I always knew your bark was worse than your bite!" She said with a grin. "You really are a sap!" She strained to keep from laughing. Eyes tearing up, she spied down between the Princess's legs. "Nice... BUSH!" She fell over laughing, beating her hand on the ground.

   Eventually she wore herself out and finally sat up. Wiping the moisture from her eyes, she slid over and embraced Ayeka from behind. She could see the girl's eyes straining to watch her as she brought her face alongside hers.

   "You know Princess, you're kinda cute without all those clothes in the way," Ryoko whispered in her ear. Reaching around, her hands sot out Ayeka's nipples. Just as she'd planned, they were slightly pliable, a little fleshier than the surrounding bark. They stood out from the rest of her breast, carrying a slight lilac tone. Ryoko felt a sense of power as she started to work them. She thought the distressed look in Ayeka's eyes was just delightful as she was forcibly aroused.

   "Let's see what kind of fruit this thing bears," Ryoko said with a sly giggle. She continued to adjust the stiffening buds with one hand, while the other snuck downwards between the princess' legs.

   Ayeka's eyes spoke volumes at Ryoko's discovery. Fingers ran over a soft mound, caressing the lightly furred treasure. Just like a delicate peach, it carried the same texture as well as almost the same shade.

   Ryoko's digit nestled between the puffy lips, slowly traveling their length. They no longer opened, but slick nectar began to collect in the slit between them. Once enough had flowed past her fingers, the space pirate brought them up back up. She inhaled deeply, the scent was strong and sweet like, "Well... me," Ryoko thought to herself smartly.

   Making sure Ayeka could watch, she lazily brought a dewy finger to her lips. Extending her tongue, she allowed a drop to fall on it. The taste swam in her mouth, delighting her senses. "Gee Ayeka," Ryoko breathed in the Princess' ear, "I always thought you'd be bitter."

   If a vein could have bulged on the angry royal's forehead, it would have.

   Amused at the look, Ryoko floated up over the wooden girl. She came down, inverted, face to face with her. With a smile, she wiped the rest of the moisture from her hand onto Ayeka's hard, upper lips.

   Ayeka, surprised at the taste she was suddenly experiencing, turned worried as Ryoko floated farther downward. When the girl reached her destination, it left Ayeka with a good view. Or rather it would have if, to Ayeka's relief, Ryoko hadn't been wearing slacks. Unfortunately she was quickly reminded of her current position.

   Ryoko ran her tongue across the sensitive place. The sweet juices leaked slowly, but Ryoko snatched them up as soon as they appeared.

   Ayeka nearly blacked out from the pleasure. Few places on her body had any sensation, and those that did seemed to be magnified.

   Eventually, Ryoko stopped, apparently having her fill of the Princess' exploitation. Smacking her lips, she floated up and away from the new shrubbery. "Mmmm, hope I didn't bruise you Princess," She mocked, "You seem to be rather tender down there."

   Ayeka seemed strangely out of it, her gaze drifting aimlessly.

   "What's the matter Princess?" Ryoko called down to her. "I'd think you'd be happy being so much closer to your silly trees. Of course they are a bit more impressive than you are. You're just a little helpless bush," Ryoko snickered again at her own choice of words, "in the shadow of the trees you love so much." With a chuckle, Ryoko glided down close to her and smiled broader than ever before. "I told you Tenchi was going to be ravished by a beautiful space pirate," She gloated. "I'd better go get to that."

   Ayeka seemed to lack the strength to emote any but the barest hint of anger, but it registered.

   Ryoko drifted up into the air and disappeared.

   She may have just been delirious, but she could have sworn the pirate's smile lingered in the air for moment.

***

   Dinner was a very private affair that night. Which made Tenchi understandably nervous. With Ayeka missing, and no one else around, it left him and Ryoko alone together at the table. Strangely enough, Ryoko wasn't making any moves on him yet. She kept glancing at Ayeka's empty place.

   "Where's Ayeka?" Tenchi asked her, hoping she hadn't done anything bad again.

   "Oh she's uh... not feeling good," Ryoko lied. "Went to bed early, yeah."

   "She did?" Tenchi said worriedly. He began to get up.

   "She uh said she didn't want to be disturbed?" Ryoko tried weakly, following Tenchi to the stairs. It failed to stop Tenchi from going to check on Ayeka. "Crap," Ryoko said. She thought fast, banging her head against the support beam for inspiration. Suddenly it hit. "Ahah!" She said, vanishing.

***

   Tenchi knocked quietly on the door to Ayeka's room. When there was no answer, he cracked it slightly and peeked in. Under the covers was Ayeka. She was facing away from him, sleeping soundly. With a gentle smile he closed the door and padded away.

   Ryoko sat up, heaving a mighty sigh of relief. She was sporting hair identical to Ayeka's. The blankets fell flat as she phased down through the floor.

***

   Ryoko stared up at the moon. She was lying out under the night sky. "I just don't know," Ryoko said aloud. "He was there, you were rooted out here. I could have, no should have jumped his bones," Ryoko sighed.

   "Serves you right," Ayeka thought. Of course she didn't say anything, since she was still a plant. She was relieved to hear that nothing had happened. Especially after brooding in anger the entire time Ryoko had been gone.

   "I couldn't even tease him," Ryoko whined. "Maybe I have to rethink this plan," She thought to herself.

   "I wonder if Ryu-oh is always this bored," Ayeka pondered, ignoring the space pirate's complaints. If there was one thing good about her situation, it was that she was gaining insight to the life of a tree. So far, when she wasn't thinking of ways to torture Ryoko to death, it had been pretty slow. "This sucks," She decided, in a very un-princess-like manner, as Ryoko teleported away. Ayeka was left still frozen in place. She wanted to bite her lip as the cool night air teased her exposed body, causing all sorts of interesting sensations.

***

   After suffering through the long night, as plants apparently don't sleep, Ayeka was quite startled as Ryoko appeared directly in front of her the next morning.

   "Ayeka!" She said happily, putting her hands on the wooden Princess' shoulders. She was smiling differently than normal. It was a genuinely happy smile.

   It was something Ayeka rarely saw and frankly, when she did, it scared her. She met Ryoko's gaze with quite a bit of apprehension.

   "I've figured it out!" Ryoko smiled. "If I just had my way with Tenchi while you were helpless like this, it would be way too easy!" She exclaimed almost maniacally. "So I thought," She began, floating back and forth like she was pacing, "what can I do to keep you in the game, but not spoil my fun? It was simple really!" She said displaying the matter converter to Ayeka triumphantly. "I just make sure you're in on the action whether you like it or not," Ryoko said, her smile growing darker.

   It Ayeka could have paled, she would have as Ryoko pointed the device at her. The beam shot out, disassembling the helpless girl.

   Ryoko floated down to where Princess had been. She blew on the antenna-like emitter like it was the smoking barrel of a gun. Her nervous excitement nearly overflowing, she pointed it at herself and triggered it. "Oh," Ryoko moaned lightly as she felt Ayeka's essence flow into her, or specifically, into a part of her. "Oh," She moaned again, this time as her head grew a little light. Wiggling her hips once, as if making sure something was in place, she sauntered over to Funaho and sat down against its large trunk.

   Ayeka however, woke up feeling rather odd. She perceived where she was, but it was muffled, like there was something dampening all her senses. She found she couldn't move and called out in anger, "Where am I you space trollop?" Somehow, she knew that the space pirate was somewhere very close by.

   The sounds of the forest were muffled, but Ryoko's voice came through clear as day, "You're between my legs. Why would you be anywhere else?" She asked whimsically.

   Ayeka's first thought was that she had Ryoko's legs clamped around her head. She began to get angry.

   "Turning up the heat on me eh?" Ryoko said.

   The remark only made her madder. Suddenly a hand, she wasn't sure how she knew it was a hand, pressed up against her. It covered a lot of her, in fact, all of her. She started to feel hot, especially once she was covered. Confusion sprung up as she also felt a hand covering something warm.

   "About time someone put your hot-headedness to good use," Ryoko chided her.

   She was starting to doubt her original assessment when the hand left her, but after a moment she was bathed in sensations. She was under Funaho, the spring breeze blowing across her, causing feelings she didn't understand. She was also between a pair of legs, Ryoko's legs. She couldn't see, she just felt these things, but almost as clearly as if she could.

   Ryoko slipped her pants off the rest of the way. Sitting with her legs open, she admired her handy work. She patted the tuft of purple hair on her crotch, giggling slightly. "I think I like having a purple bush Ayeka," Ryoko said. She began to take off her shirt as well.

   "I... but... you..." Ayeka stuttered, not quite grasping the situation.

   "You always were such a cunt, Princess. Well now you ARE one, mine," Ryoko said, taking great delight in dropping that information on her. Experimentally, Ryoko began to caress her breasts.

   "Why... you..." Ayeka fumed. Suddenly an unusual sensation hit her. She felt funny inside. The heat from her anger was mixing with something else. "What are you doing?" She demanded.

   "It's called mmm, playing with yourself," Ryoko said, tweaking her nipples.

   "You stop that right naaa," If Ayeka could, she would have blinked as her words fell flat. Just as she'd said it a spike of pleasure seemed to interrupt the word.

   "Sorry Princess," Ryoko said between moans, "When I get turned on, you get fingered. That's the way it works now."

   "You keep your fingers away from me!" Ayeka declared.

   "Or you'll what?" Ryoko laughed, throwing her head back as she massaged her chest.

   "I'll... I'll..." Ayeka steamed. She knew she was powerless to do anything about it. Her rage continued to mix with that other feeling growing inside her.

   "Get me wet with that deliciously hot temper of yours?" Ryoko purred as her crotch warmed significantly.

   Ayeka suddenly identified what she was feeling. It was Ryoko's arousal. It was saturating every little part of her. It made a horrifying kind of sense to her, as she finally admitted what she was. She was Ryoko's vagina, Ryoko's now very wet vagina. But that didn't mean she had to stand for it!

   Ryoko's probing hand broke the former girl out of her adamant declaration. As Ryoko stroked outside of Ayeka, the Princess felt the arousal burn into pleasure.

   "No!" She thought. She wouldn't give in to the evil girl's alien desire. Ayeka felt herself twitch as Ryoko dipped a teasing finger just between her lips. It was involuntary, but it was the first time she'd felt herself move. "Don't you dare!" Ayeka growled.

   "And if I do?" Ryoko said mockingly, continuing to stroke herself. She chuckled when she only grew warmer in response. "You're just going to have to face it Ayeka," She said, slowly sliding two fingers inside.

   "T-t-take those out!" Ayeka said in an angry, embarrassed tone. Her voice was trembling from the mounting pleasure of having something inside her.

   "This is your place now, between my legs," Ryoko said, drawing her fingers slowly out and then slipping them back in again.

   "N-no don't do that," She begged, losing some of her steam in the gratification.

   "You're my box, my sex, my slash, my muff," Ryoko said, punctuating each one with a thrust of her digits.

   "No..." Ayeka moaned to herself, more lost in sensation than actually disagreeing with anything. But then something snapped inside her, all her thoughts were carried away on a wave of orgasm.

   Ryoko felt Ayeka pulling desperately on her fingers as she came. She fell back against the tree. "Oh Ayeka!" She moaned loudly, hamming it up like a bad pornstar, her hands working even harder at her sensitive spots. Her orgasm rolled on for a long time, but she finally came down. Ryoko lay panting on the cool stone under the tree, sweat glistening on her body. "I always hated how sensitive you were," Ryoko huffed, "But now it's a very, very good thing."

   "I... hate you," Ayeka said, sounding just as tired.

   Ryoko brought her hand to her face and idly cleaned it. "Still sweeter than I would have thought," She muttered tiredly

   "Perverted monster woman," Ayeka bit out.

   "Yea well you're my cunt so there," Ryoko retorted halfheartedly. She rolled over onto her side and relaxed in the shade. Her hand automatically returned to its earlier location and she began to finger herself casually.

   "What do you think you're doing?" Ayeka demanded, not having the energy to sound very mad.

   "Playing with myself," Ryoko mumbled, half asleep.

   The space pirate drifted off to her catnap, introducing Ayeka to the fact that yes, Ryoko could indeed masturbate while sleeping.