Washu blinked at Tenchi’s demand, it was so unlike the boy to ask her for something so obscene as being his slave. She could still remember the time when things changed between them. Ryoko and Ayeka had been acting out World War three in the living room and Tenchi had escaped to her lab to get away from the bickering. Lately Tenchi had been really testy even to Sasami, so Washu decided to talk to him about his mood problems. They’d talked about how his life was going, how he loved Ryoko and Ayeka equally, but knew that they would never accept being equals in his heart. It had taken a lot of prodding, but eventually Tenchi revealed why he was so frustrated all the time, put simply, it was because he wasn’t getting any. Tenchi might be the sweetest, kindest, and most generous man that Washu knows, but he is still a man and men have needs. With the reason behind Tenchi’s foul mood out in the open Washu came up with a way to help him with his lack of release. Her recommendation was that they change their friendship into a friendship with benefits. When he heard her idea, his immediate reaction was get the hell away from the horny lady, but after promising not to jump him without his consent Tenchi stayed to listen. Washu gave a compelling argument that their sex wouldn’t be about commitment or love, but friendship and fun. She wouldn’t stake claim to him like Ryoko or Ayeka would if they became lovers. If Tenchi feel in love with someone else then he could break it off whenever, but Washu warned him that if he broke it off in the middle of sex, before she got off, his balls would be hers. She promised that no one in the house would learn about their relationship and she wouldn’t tell anyone. Still unsure, Washu made a deal with Tenchi. One round of sex and if Tenchi didn’t like it then she would erase his memory and hers of the entire incident. Knowing that if this didn’t work out they would both never know about the fling, Tenchi was led by Washu to her bedroom in her lab. Still seeing vex in her soon to be lovers eyes, Washu realized the problem, her body was too young. Deciding to become her more sexually appeasing self, Washu transformed into her older body. Now she had red puffy lips, a straighter face with less baby fat, a round plump behind, silky thighs that reached from earth to heaven and firm yet supple breasts that pleaded to be fondled. It was on the bed that Washu took Tenchi’s virginity and gave him the wildest ride of his life. Better then flying in space, more exciting then fighting space monsters, more enjoyable then all the pleasures that life had to offer. When they collapsed next to one another, naked and reeking of sex and sweat, Washu asked if Tenchi wanted his memories wiped, to which he replied by taking her again, then again making it a hat trick. By the end of it, they were setting dates for their next rendezvous. For over a month now, Tenchi and Washu had explored their sexual feelings for one another and nether one was being left unfulfilled.
“Washu are you all right?” Tenchi asked after his lover remained still for over a minute. Shaking out of her daze, Washu floated to Tenchi’s face and made her miniature bikini disappear into her sub-space pocket.
“Slaves don’t need clothes,” Washu giggled as she reverted into her older, more sexually appealing self.