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There was an episode where Tori the Ninja Storm Blue Ranger got transported into a twisted world where the Rangers are evil and the monsters were good. It really puts emphasis on how powerful these demons really are. But it would be a shame to let so much space for the Blue Ranger to escape with her kindhearted spirit!

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Ninjas under the spotlight!

“Not bad… For a chick!”

Tori Hanson hated to be mocked, especially by two brainless surfer dudes. Wiping her soaked hair, she could hear their words. “Good for a chick, my butt,” complained the blonde Ranger girl.

She took her surfboard again and deliberately walked between them while groaning, “Excuse me.”

The surfers watched as she rushed toward the shoreline, but they weren’t the only ones. Evil was also watching beneath the lifeguard tower. “That’s it, Surfer girl. Go surf your way into my trap. Do it, Goldwinger.”

Tori paddled her way further. The waves were getting bigger but those weren’t the ones she was after. She was going for the famed Swell.

Tori felt strange, like sudden dizziness. The world around her turned golden for a brief moment. Was it because of her breakfast?

Then, the moment passed. Her focus was back and it was also in time for the coming monstrous wave. The Swell was here. Tori grinned and paddled toward it with her muscular arms.

In her wetsuit, she welcomed the incoming crest even as it rose to new heights. She lost sight of the horizon behind it, but it was the greatest experience for her. At least for a moment.

That was before the wave suddenly bloated to twice its previous size. Tori’s maneuver wasn’t planned for this. She tried to avoid hitting the peak, but her hip swing was not enough to save her. Screaming, the Ranger girl slammed into the Swell’s top end and came tumbling like a rag doll behind it.

The girl in wetsuit panicked. She fell face-first back into the swirling water. Her nose was filled, her mouth was filled. Air bubbles escaped her unprepared lungs. Her arms and legs moved violently before her own surfboard conspired against her by hitting her abs. At the last moments of her consciousness, Tori saw the sunlight gleam darkened as she drowned further into the depths.

The waves carried her home though. The out-cold Ranger girl laid stoned on the dark sands. Her ankle was still locked to the surfboard via a simple cord. The smaller tides came to wash her bare feet. One got her all the way to the face.

It woke Tori up. She immediately coughed water. The blonde girl vomited the rest of it out of suffocation. There was much water in her system. Tori even pressed her somewhat bulging belly to empty her stomach.

Tori was disoriented. Her head was throbbing. Her vision blurred. Her muscles ached. She removed the surfboard velcro strap and tried to get up. “What a nasty wipeout,” she complained as she caressed the back of her head.

The beach was empty save for some figures in the distance. Wobbling, she walked toward them. Then, she stopped as she was finally made aware of the ghastly situation there.

They were young people in wetsuits like her, but they weren’t there to do surf. They were instead forced to march with their bound hands in front of them. All of them were mastered by red Kelzaks. Tori didn’t waste time to morph. “Power of Water! Ninja Storm Blue! Hyaah!”

Her kick sent the red Kelzak tumbling and letting go of the chains. Its incomprehensible gurgle was cut short by Tori’s Ninja Sword. The grunt exploded into black dust.

“Are you guys okay?” asked the concerned heroine to the weak surfers. None of them were older than her. Some of them were even still teenagers.

One of them nodded. “Thanks, but they’ll come back. They always do,” the red-haired boy said while sobbing.

“Who? Who will come? If it’s Lothor, I’ll handle him myself!”

“Lothor’s dead, so were his army. The things that are responsible for it now rule the city!” added the scared girl next to him. “At least, that was what the Ninja Rangers told us before…”

“Ninja Rangers?” asked the confused Tori. “What happened to them?”

“The Kelzak Lords brought them to their palace downtown. They… They wouldn’t be able to help us anymore.”

In her helmet, Tori frowned. “Now wait a minute, don’t you see who I am? I’m a Ninja Storm Ranger and I will help you set things right, got it?”

The young girl in wetsuit looked at her for a moment before nodding despite her still-visible doubt. “But what can you do to defeat the Kelzaks? They have turned the other Rangers into… Into…”

“Into what?” demanded Tori.

The girl couldn’t answer. She looked away. It was too hurtful for her to see her heroes being treated like that. It left her with emotional scars.

“They took the Rangers in and forced them into some kind of a bordello. The Kelzaks set up crystal towers that broadcast the Rangers’ torture every day, all day,” answered the slightly-older boy in the back.

“The images don’t just show us their fate. It affects us too. Anyone who witnesses it will feel dread that can’t be cured. I know because I still feel it even after stopping watching it last week.” The short-haired girl held her head like it wanted to explode. “I still can see them being forced to do nasty things on that bed in my mind!”

The first girl comforted her. Tori saw the faces of the surfer teens. All of them showed emotions of defeat and fear. The Blue Ranger’s fists tightened. “Don’t you worry, I will free my friends and this town. You can bet on it!” Tori gave her a cheery pose before continuing. “For now, you must hide. There’s a well-hidden cave at the end of this beach. Gather your supplies and hide there for a while.”

Tori was about to leave them when one of the kids held his arm. “Where are you going?”

“Kicking evil in the butt!” replied the Blue Ranger with a nod.

Her journey wasn’t too far. In fact, she didn’t even need to leave the beach to meet her adversaries. A gigantic shadow darkened the sky and Tori had only a few moments to get out of the way before a massive figure of a black Kelzack came crashing down. The heroine shrieked as the shockwave sent her rolling down the sand.

Then, the booming laughter filled the air. The giant Kelzak laughed at the puny, small Blue Ranger before it. “Blue Ranger, come to surrender yourself to the Kelzak Yoke?”

Still affected by her fatigue, Tori tried her best to put out a heroic stance with her Ninja Sword. “On the contrary, Big Boy. I’m here to end it!”

“Funny, the other Rangers said the same thing. They ended up joining the ranks instead. You will be no different.”

“What have you done to my friends?” cried out Tori as she pointed her Ninja Sword.

“Why don’t you see for yourself?”

Tori should’ve known it. The four crystal spikes that struck the sands around her were the ones described by the surfers. The heroine realized it too late. She leaped, but her eyes caught glimpse of the nasty images shown by the minerals. She screamed in agony and fell fumblingly on the sandy shore.

It wasn’t clear what she saw. Was it Blake and Hunter being forced to a wide squat position while confined in a human-shaped cage? Was it Dustin being chained on a dirty bed with a red Kelzak humping its rear on his face? Was it Shane being suffocated inside another bed made of tight latex? The torments drilled their way into Tori’s brain.

She shook her head in vain attempts to control her perverted imagination. But what she got was the clearer image of Ninja Storm Red Ranger’s bulge that towered out the latex cocoon. It was Ninja Storm Yellow Ranger’s raisins that were played by the merciless Kelzak that ignored his pathetic pleas for help. It was the Thunder Rangers’ moans and verbal self-abuse as they acknowledged their defeat and permanent slavery. Behind them, a Red Kelzak whipped the two adopted brothers’ butt over and over again while enjoying every moment.

The giant Kelzak didn’t even need to touch Tori to demolish her. The heroine tried to escape the invisible prison set up by the four crystal spikes, but she got a more unbearable glimpse of her teammates’ mental demise in the hands of and body parts of these monstrous grunts. Their laments were hers now. Their wails made her wail too. She was on her last legs more literal than metaphorical.

But Tori didn’t give up. She took her downed Ninja Storm and slashed one of the crystals with it. There was a loud explosion as the spire exploded violently. The images were gone and the Blue Ranger rushed out into safety. Her run was interrupted by drops and tumbles due to her being so exhausted. The giant Kelzak behind her simply observed with a wide grin on its face. She was no threat to the order. “By all means, run. Run and squirm and cry. It will be more entertaining for us.”

Tori was surprised to see a Japanese house suddenly sprung from the sands. All of her instincts told her that the structure was an obvious trap. But the Blue Ranger looked back at the waiting Kelzak giant. Fear overcame her senses and the spandex-clad heroine entered.

In the receptionist area, she found her teammates. Blake and Hunter were there as the Thunder Rangers. She stopped her urge to approach them. They looked wrong. So wrong that Tori needed to prevent herself from vomiting inside her helmet. “What… What happened to you?”

Before her, the Navy and Crimson Thunder Ranger wore their spandex costumes albeit without their helmets. Their chests were pierced by humiliating golden rings in the raisins. Their groins were covered by the biggest and longest jockstraps.

It wasn’t the worse part. Tori took a look at their faces. They were smelling their own exposed armpits. Hunter even licked the hair and got aroused by them. They yelped loudly. “Welcome… Welcome to Lord Kelzak’s Onsen of Pleasure. How can we help you?”

Tori gasped at the sight. She began to doubt whether the two could still be saved. “Blake, Hunter, it’s me! We gotta get out of here. I gotta return both of you to your former heroic selves!”

“Heroic! That’s a word we like to use a lot here. We have the best examples of heroic sluts that you can find!” announced Blake in dissonance as his tanned face showed unholy lust.

“Step right in!” The two kicked the double door behind them and a sucking gush of wind pulled Tori hard.

“No, no!” The Blue Ranger fought it, but it was futile. The spandex heroine was pulled into the long hallway with the door closed behind her. She plummeted and landed helmet first on the tiled floor. The first view Tori saw when she got back up left her speechless.

The walls were a collection of wide windows, each showing the real-time conditions of different brothel rooms. Through one, Tori saw Dustin the Yellow Ranger in a doggy position on the bed. Like the two Thunder Rangers, his skin color was darkened. His lips bloated out and were red in color. Protruding from between his legs was his spandex-covered erect baton that touched the sheets. The former team leader spoke out words she couldn’t comprehend.

Tori looked to the right. To her surprise, there was also Dustin albeit in a different condition. How could this be? The Blue Ranger couldn’t help but see his details more. He was in a big cage with both of his hands bound way back. Tori was sure that was Dustin from his spandex color, but the hero’s face was wrapped in a bondage mask with only his gaping mouth sticking out the tongue. With it, he endlessly begged for mercy. All he got was the condescending laughter of the Red Kelzaks that surrounded him. Stains on his Ranger suit suggested that they were in the middle of something.

Tori left him and continued. More images of torment. Shane this time and he was in a spread-eagle pose in a metallic contraption. The amused Kelzak that sat on the bed simply push buttons for the rods to invade him. Writhe as he might, the Red Ranger had nowhere to run. He couldn’t even scream properly as a ball gag choked his mouth and left it drooling. When bored, the monster whipped his ass until the cheeks jiggled.

The Shane on the left was trapped inside a latex suit over his own spandex Ranger costume. His helmet was gone, replaced by a big bubble-shaped cover of the same material. Strap shut on the bed, he simply waited for the next client.

This was too much for Tori. She regretted looking at each one of them. She could remember the details with obscene vividness. She tried to escape it all by baring the door at the end of the hallway.

There, she arrived in a red room. It was the dance floor. Podiums were set for the captured Rangers to dance around a metallic pole. Their conditions were different compared to the time before their arrest. Their spandex suits had deteriorated into kinkier latex. The armors and hard parts of their suits were now nothing more than decorations without power. Their belts were gone so that the enjoying audience can see the beauty of the Rangers’ crotch. It was a beauty to behold. Even Tori felt hot looking at them.

Then again, she already looked at the crystal windows for too long. She could barely remember why she was there. She was oblivious to the fact that the entire place - not just the Japanese onsen house or the beach but the entire twisted world where the Kelzaks rule - is a creation of Goldwinger. She was in prison and she could no longer see the walls and bars.

The Ninja Storm Blue Ranger gasped. Her body felt warm. It was wrong, yet felt so right. Looking at how well her teammates dance for the greedy monsters that throw them money, she felt an urge to join. She was jobless after all.

“You’ll do well here, Blue Ranger. Do your job well and you will be showered with enough money to earn your freedom,” said the human-sized Lord Kelzak as the brothel’s owner. When he offered her a latex fetish mask and other bondage body pieces, Tori Hanson didn’t refuse. She could no longer process a purpose of her life than to fulfill her desire here. She didn’t even need to remove her helmet. Just opening her helmet visor enabled the corrupting latex to invade. Later, the helmet itself exploded into useless pieces.

The Blue Ranger was being enslaved inside her heroic suit. She could feel the metallic straps grow tighter and tighter. The pressure between her legs and on her ballooning breasts felt suffocating yet exhilarating. Her hair was tied into cute twin tails. Her groin grew a banana-shaped latex protrusion.

Goldwinger’s face protruded out of Lord Kelzak’s. “Here’s something to cheer you up. I wanted to transport you to a dimension where the Rangers are evil, but I reckoned that was too kind for you. Don’t worry, the Red Ranger got that one. The Yellow one got sent to the dimension where humans are pets to dogs. Navy and Crimson were sent to a world ruled by horny kids. And of course, the Green one got the one where Rangers are harvested for their emotions to produce the finest perfumes. I must say, his fear has become the best-selling product!”

As Tori’s mind diminished more and more, she joined her Ninja Storm teammate clones on the stage. She could no longer remember the life before this. All she cared now was how much monster money she could gather on each licentious performance. “My dance will be the best... For a chick!”