Ranma the Amorous, Over-Sexed Nympho
"Oh, Howth I despair thesth atrocitith that my lithe is destinth to be!" a demurely shaped young lady lamoured, as she looked down at the delicate flowers in the flowertray on the balcony of her room. "Tooth be an unsullithed blothsom thath yearnth for theth touth of the fluthering bee. Tooth hath thith prithtine and purth virthinity tathken inth an acth of innothenth, genthile luth."
"That is sad," Akane replied, as she sat on her hostess's bed. The youngest Tendou had been invited to the girl's house to discuss something that was apparently of great importance. Akane wasn't familiar with the girl; simply another girl that blended into the background of already colorful residents of Nerima. From the sound of it, the girl was exeptionally lonely; never getting out because of her overprotective parents, unable to make friends, or to find that one that could possibly fulfill her life, make it complete in ways she never realized could be done.
Akane licked her lips in anticipation, the other girl needed a quickie in the worst way, it sounded like.
Softly fluffing her golden, sun glowing lockes that dangled to the small of her back with her left hand, as she precariously tossed her head in the teasing manner of a nubile goddess, the girl continued, "Ith tooth convinth my parenth thath mine own dethisionth werth my own, I hath seth myseth three..."
"Three?"
The girl shook her head, still observing the Nerima skyline outside her balcony, "Three, three like a bith."
"You gave birth to three?" Akane was confused, the girl had said she was a virgin earlier...
"Bith, BIRTH, the thith thath flys through the sky!"
"oh, BIRD! Sorry."
"Three tooth chooth my own path..." the girl sighed, and rested her chin on her arms that lay on the guard rail, "Anth I chooth tooth sath my curiothity."
"Curiosity?" Akane enquired, becoming even more anxious. The girl's story had greatly appealed to the Tendou sister, and the lisp speech was really beginning to turn her on.
"I with to fith outh what ith ish like for someoneth tooth throw me uponth a beth, ravith me, doth tooth me anth hath their way with me. Tooth totally dominathe me inth every possible wayth. Tooth sath me complethly and relenthlethly..."
"Go on, go on..." Akane almost frantically urged, as she was frantically pulling her blue school jumper over her head.
The girl turned to Akane with a delightful smile; the sun's afternoon rays shimmered throughout her beautiful flaxen hair, and shown through her white silk gown to display her wholly femenine body. Her green eye flashed with the same joy her orange one did, as her cracked, chapped lips spread into a smile they couldn't handle, causing fissures to leak with blood from the overly thick and protruding adornments on her face that failed to distract from her hook beak nose, facial hair, moles, and warts. "You'll helth me! Oth joy! Pleath beth genthil forth my firth time!"
"YEAAAAAHHHHhh!!!!" Akane immidiately ceased pulling off her socks in favor of trying to push her back through the wall. With a weak smile, "Ah... I'll see who I can find to help you... heh... heh..."
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Finally, Nabiki crowed to herself, finally, Ukyo relented. After so long of constant tempting, badgering, and goading, the okonomiyaki chef was willing to try, at least so her friend would finally stop bothering her about it. Much to Nabiki's satisfaction, Ukyo found it much to her liking.
Ukyo growled ferally, grinning in satisfaction, "Heh, what's wrong? You're starting to wear out down there!"
Nabiki fought to get from between lucious white thighs, but Ukyo proved to be a formidable opponent. This wasn't good, if Nabiki didn't finish off Ukyo at least once, it would have been a wasted effort. In desperation, Nabiki attempted acted.
"AHHH! D-don't lick me!" Ukyo moaned, disrupting her concentration, and allowing Nabiki the precious slack to gain the upperhand in their sweaty matchup; each opponent clad only in he skimpiest lingerie the imagination could contrive.
"Ha!" Nabiki now was the one celebrating, "How about a mouthful of tit to keep you quiet?"
"ACK!" Ukyo choked, trying to work her way out of the powerful counter. Frantically she worked her hands, attempting to break Nabiki's hold, much to the aggressor's estatic pleasure.
Finally, after heavily working against Nabiki. Ukyo pried the other woman off of her, and cautiously backed away to put distance between the two of them. Her stamina was low, but the middle Tendou daughter's reserves were not much better. From a quick glance above, it was evident that the next move would be the one that will determine who submits.
On some silent signal, they both rushed at each other, meeting at the apex of their dash in an orgy of hands, legs, teeth, and sweaty, vibrant flesh. Eventually, the vicious grapple concluded with Nabiki on top.
"We should have taken the time limit off," Ukyo growled, before wiping her sweaty hands on her pantlegs.
Nabiki celebrated her victory, while Ukyo gave a derisive snort, and set the control pad down. When the older girl finally settled down, Ukyo spoke again, "I guess that game wasn't as bad as I expected it to be."
Nabiki still couldn't understand what the okonomiyaki chef had against the game when she heard the title. "Admit it, it was fun!"
Ukyo shrugged, "Who woulda thought an American made fighting game with digitized graphics could actually be decent? Still, it's not exactly an SNK fighter, you know?"
Nabiki scowled a bit, irritated at the way Ukyo was downplaying Lingerie Kung-Fu fighters, but perked up in after thought. At least she was finally willing to play it. Now, if she worked a little harder, she just may be able to convince Ukyo to allow her to screw her brains out...
Ukyo got up, and shut off the game, "Nabiki, does everything seem a little... I dunno, quiet to you?"
"I'm pretty sure I could make you scream for a change of pace," Nabiki commented in an overly hopeful tone.
Ukyo rolled her eyes, and chose to ignore the pass, "No, I mean, can you feel it? A storm is coming..."
Nabiki frowned, as the chef stared off into the distance, despite being upstairs in her room above the restaurant. The middle Tendou sister sighed, "You are *such* an SNK fangirl..."
"Admit it, you thought Terry was cute, too!"
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Said 'storm' destroyed a brothel in Taipei, as it made a beeline towards Japan...
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"Tendou"
"Yes, Saotome?"
Genma rolled over, so he could see Soun laying next to him, "Tell me again, why are we sleeping together?"
Soun turned onto his side within his own futon, "We agreed, Saotome, there were safety in numbers, and we must remain vigilant within this household."
"I understand that, Tendou. I mean, there's nothing wrong with two COMRADES in the ART, lodging together with NO OTHER intent than to watch for the other's safety," Genma replied, making sure to emphesize, "But... perhaps we didn't quite consider the wisdom of this plan?"
Soun sat up, and looked directly at Ranma-chan and Nodoka, who sat seiza at the edge of Genma and Soun's separate futons. Actually, Ranma stared eagerly, while Nodoka continued to record with the camcorder.
"Genma, dear..." Nodoka started with a faint irritation in her voice, "Perhaps if you just fondled Soun a bit..."
"I AM NOT TOUCHING HIM IN THAT WAY, WOMAN!" Genma shouted, before flinching at his wife's 'involintary' reaction to reaching for her sword, "Ah... what I meant to say is... we both have a headache..."
"Well, sex releases endorphins which would help allieve a headache," Ranma quipped, "So let's see some action, Pops!" Soun whimpered, and pulled the covers up over his head.
"Oh Ranmaaaaaaaaaa-samaaaaaaaa..."
Ranma perked up at Akane's call. Torn between curiosity and voyeurism, the young redhead looked questioningly at the older redhead. Nodoka nodded, "Go see what she wants, dear. I'm recording every moment of this..."
"Thanks Mom, you're the best!" Ranma kissed her mother on the cheek, before heading to the hall to find out what Akane wanted. "What's up?"
Akane smiled impishly at Ranma, "I have a surprise for youuuuu!"
Ranma blinked, before getting a wild and feral grin, "Are you hiding it in the usual spot?"
Akane's eyes went wide, before she quickly placed both hands securely over her crotch, "N-no! N-not this time..." Akane smiled nervously, the last few times she had done that, it took weeks to heal.
Ranma frowned before her expression lit up again, "Ooh, ohh! Lemme guess, alright?" Akane nodded, as Ranma mused, "Isssssss it a plant, animal, or mineral?"
"Ah..." Akane thought for a sec, "It's definitely an animal... of some sort..."
"Issssssss it wearing a gimp mask?" Ranma-chan asked, almost gleefully.
Akane blinked, before snapping her fingers, "Holdonasec..." Ranma watched the youngest Tendou daughter run upstairs, and returned shortly with a leather mask. She rushed to the front door, and reappeared in front of Ranma seconds later. After catching her breath slightly, Akane nodded with a happy smile.
Ranma cocked an eye at that, "Ah... does it bite?"
"Only if you ask it to..."
"Hmmm...." Ranma mused, rubbing her chin in thought, before suddenly bursting past Akane. "HEY! BITE ME!"
Akane skipped to front enterance, where she found Ranma discovering her 'surprise'. Much to Akane's surprise, Ranma was removing the mask. "NO!!!"
"I like it when you use a little incisOOOORRRRRAAAAACCCCKKKK!!!!"
"Embrath me in coithtus!" Ranma's unmasked surprise demanded, with her arms spread wide to reveal all the feminine parts wrapped in festive ribbon. Unfortunately, her face rather lacked in any feminine traits.
"WHAT IN THE DEEPEST BOWELS OF HELL IS THAT?!?" Ranma shouted, cradled in Akane's arms and staring wildly at the blonde... girl... before her.
Akane smiled nervously, "Isn't she cute? And she's all for you!"
Ranma shivered in Akane's arms, as she reallized something, "S-something's missing..."
"Huh?" Akane enquired, looking down at the bundle of instant sexual gratification in her arms.
"Quick, Akane, grab my crotch!"
At the unusual request, Akane had no choice but to comply.
Ranma's eyes went wide, "Something's wrong... I... I don't feel... it's... IT'S OFF!!!"
"Wuth oth?" The girl named Namiko asked, growing anxious as time went on.
With the attention drawn back to her, Ranma had the misfortune to turn back in the direction of the visiting girl. That instant, Akane's arms felt lighter.
"Quick! After her!" Akane commanded, inciting the other girl to move after the redhead.
"Whyth fee runnithg?"
"Ah..." Akane began to reply, making sure her eyes were only focused on Ranma, and not distracted by the...comely... beauty of her partner, "...Ranma's playing hard to get, heh... heh..."
"Ith fith thorplay?"
Akane remained silent.
"Now, Genma, if you would just loosen your inhibitions, you'll only realize that what you would be doing is just natural," Nodoka chided.
"Nodoka, just put away the damn camer-" Genma was interrupted, as a red blur rushed between him and his wife, over Soun, and through the window.
"Ranma's in such a hurry," Nodoka commented, blinking a couple of times, she turned back to videotaping, just as Akane streaked by the view, and just before the camera lense shattered.
...right before the camera exploded...
Genma, Soun, and Nodoka stared down at the videotape that had instantly ejected prior to the camcorder going up in a ball of flame, squirming around on the ground like a worm being sizzled on a hot sidewalk.
"I guess we'll have to resort to stills, then," Nodoka sighed, pulling out an instacamera.
Ranma bound onto a neighboring rooftop, followed shortly by Akane. For the first time, the redhead had to question her judgement of training Akane in her abilities.
How could she? After everything Ranma had done for her. Was this some sort of sick and twisted revenge? Had Akane been harboring such a profound animosity that she would use such a despicable plot against her? It was a numbness, like a cherished part of her had been lopped off, and thrown into some unknown field. The very sight of that girl stole Ranma-chan's most valued posession. Like an eternal cold shower, her sexual appetite had been curved to a tremendous degree.
The redhead zig-zagged across the rooftops; Akane may be able to nearly keep pace with her on a short distance, but she still had a long way to go before she could even continue to tail Ranma, especially when she was in panic mode.
Ranma spared a look over her shoulder, and found Akane way beyond in the distance, and no sign of... whatever it was. Breathing a sigh of relief, Ranma turned around, and toppled.
"Peeth, beth gthentlth," the obstacle that Ranma toppled over, cooed. Blinking Ranma looked down to the soft body that was under her, and emitted a shrill that shattered windows for nearly a kilometer...
By the time Akane arrived, Ranma was long gone, leaving the blonde girl with a dazed smile. "Oh GODS!" Akane shouted, accidentally getting a good look.
Namiko stretched languishly, "Tuth a sthreamer... I lithe tat!"
Ranma ran, wrapping her arms around her as if they were her only security. She felt dirty, used, utterly disgusted with herself. In her mind, she was now worthless, and also wondered if this is what many of her own 'conquests' felt like. The redhead shook the notion off, deciding that she needed to clean the invisible filth from herself.
It didn't take long for her to find what she was looking for. Barely stopping for the doors, Ranma thrust whatever change she had in her pockets onto the counter, rushing into the locker room, stripping the whole way. She didn't pay attention to what direction she headed, or the dozens of men staring at the streaking redhead incredulously. Her attention was on the large hot tub before her. She didn't even care about scrubbing off first, she just wanted the be scalding clean.
After almost every man quickly evacuated the pool, the large geyserish splash crashed back into the nearly hollowed out pool. A pigtailed boy emerged, using his hands to furiously scrub his flesh clean. After about several moments, Ranma stopped, and blinked...
"YES! I'M A GUY AGAIN!" the pigtailed martial artist shouted, as he leapt out of the public bath, whooping and hollaring, "HA! THE REDHEADED SLUT COULDN'T KEEP ME DOWN FOREVER!"
::SPLASH::
"Don't bet on it..." Akane replied in a hooded gaze, still cradling the empty bucket.
"THRANMA-FUNNYTH!"
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! GETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF!!!!" Ranma ran through one of the walls, screaming as if the very denzens of Hell had attached themselves to her, or a cluster of cats.
"Thso thruth!" Namiko moaned into Ranma-chan's ear, as she clung for dear life and lust.
Ranma's mind was blank in her panic. Since it wasn't a cat, she could not retreat into that persona, all she was capable of doing was running around in blind terror.
Fortunately, the concrete wrecking ball stopped her panicked flight.
Said concrete ball, better known as Tatawake Kuno's head, turned to spy it's redheaded nemesis, "Hark! If it is not the foul succubus, familiar of the wretched sorceror Saotome, and bewitcher of both fair and stern." It was then he noticed her partner.
"WHAT MANNER OF DEMON IS THIS!" Kuno shouted, attempting to push his back through a nearby brickwall in his fleeing. Before he could allow anyone to acknowledge he was scared shitless, he brought his bokken to the fore, "So, the accoursed Saotome dare bring this ghastly creature from the most vile refuges of the netherworld? Fear not, for I shall send both foul demons to thine peril... I STRIKE!
"Sthrithe? thee wanth tha menath a strike?" Namiko enquired, as she held onto Ranma, who was busy trying to shake her off, while dodging Kuno's attacks, "Thoo intheresthed in thaa threesometh?"
Ranma was relieved of one problem, as Akane arrived to to relieve Kuno of conciousness, "Honestly Ranma-sama, you act as if you've never been with a girl before..."
"thou're a sthirgen too?" Namiko enquired, finding her boundless heart filled with the joy of finding a kindred spirit.
Ranma took an opportunity to shake herself loose when the girl's hold slackened, and prepped herself to bolt.
"RANMA!"
Just as she was about to leap off, Akane's voice halted her. It was as much a surprise to her as it was to Akane herself.
The raven haired girl recovered from the shock of Ranma actually stopping, even if she acted like the evils of the entire universe were about her, and acted on the pause, "What's this? Ranma-sama, champion of promiscuity, unfearing of any sexual endeavor, panicked over a simple virgin?"
"SHE AIN'T SO SIMPLE!" Ranma shouted, before sniffles caught them unawares, sniffles that belonged to neither of them.
"i know I'm noth pretty lith you or Akaneth," Namiko whispered, the low voice managing to curb her lisp a great deal, "I'm sorryth to have bothereth you thwo. I'll beeth going now..."
"Ranma?"
This time, Akane's voice was urging and almost pleading, as they watched the defeated girl slump off to her lonely life. Akane was right, Ranma had gone rounds with things man wasn't meant to have lustful encounters with, yet an innocent girl...
Ranma groaned, the thought of doing anything with the girl left her dead and numb in the libido, but she would be damned to allow any creature to suffer...
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"I'm glad you were able to overcome your temporary disability, Ranma-chan," Kasumi commented, as she set the tea out on the table.
"Heh, you know? Once I looked past her... uniqueness..." Ranma replied, graciously accepting her cup of tea, "you would find a pretty sweet girl, eager to taste what there is to offer in the world of carnal pleasures. And that lisp of hers makes her moans sound sooooo cute!"
"Well, as long as you're getting something out of it too," Akane replied, while thinking, "Better you than me."
"How's she doing right now?" Nodoka asked, proud her daughter was doing such a generous deed; managing to put aside her own reservations in order to alleviate the suffering of another. The matronly woman wasn't a Christian, but believed that Ranma should indeed be praised for sainthood.
"She's resting, I really worked her over. Gotta remember not to be too rough with the inexperienced." The redhead allowed a lavish grin to cross her face, "I think I should go wake her up now, she's got a lot of catching up to do."
With that, Ranma stood up from the table, picking up a fifteen foot rod that had been laying next to her, one end encased in foam latex that was ribbed for her pleasure. Walking out to the backyard, ranma stood before a concrete wall with the only access to the other side being a hole the diameter of the pole. "ALRIGHT, NAMICO, ASSUME THE POSITION!"
Without even waiting further for an affirmative reply, Ranma stuck the pole into the hole in the wall, and nodded in satisfaction at the the proper sound of something wet. Yup, it was indeed a great feeling to commit a good deed...
"Oh, Howth I despair thesth atrocitith that my lithe is destinth to be!" a demurely shaped young lady lamoured, as she looked down at the delicate flowers in the flowertray on the balcony of her room. "Tooth be an unsullithed blothsom thath yearnth for theth touth of the fluthering bee. Tooth hath thith prithtine and purth virthinity tathken inth an acth of innothenth, genthile luth."
"That is sad," Akane replied, as she sat on her hostess's bed. The youngest Tendou had been invited to the girl's house to discuss something that was apparently of great importance. Akane wasn't familiar with the girl; simply another girl that blended into the background of already colorful residents of Nerima. From the sound of it, the girl was exeptionally lonely; never getting out because of her overprotective parents, unable to make friends, or to find that one that could possibly fulfill her life, make it complete in ways she never realized could be done.
Akane licked her lips in anticipation, the other girl needed a quickie in the worst way, it sounded like.
Softly fluffing her golden, sun glowing lockes that dangled to the small of her back with her left hand, as she precariously tossed her head in the teasing manner of a nubile goddess, the girl continued, "Ith tooth convinth my parenth thath mine own dethisionth werth my own, I hath seth myseth three..."
"Three?"
The girl shook her head, still observing the Nerima skyline outside her balcony, "Three, three like a bith."
"You gave birth to three?" Akane was confused, the girl had said she was a virgin earlier...
"Bith, BIRTH, the thith thath flys through the sky!"
"oh, BIRD! Sorry."
"Three tooth chooth my own path..." the girl sighed, and rested her chin on her arms that lay on the guard rail, "Anth I chooth tooth sath my curiothity."
"Curiosity?" Akane enquired, becoming even more anxious. The girl's story had greatly appealed to the Tendou sister, and the lisp speech was really beginning to turn her on.
"I with to fith outh what ith ish like for someoneth tooth throw me uponth a beth, ravith me, doth tooth me anth hath their way with me. Tooth totally dominathe me inth every possible wayth. Tooth sath me complethly and relenthlethly..."
"Go on, go on..." Akane almost frantically urged, as she was frantically pulling her blue school jumper over her head.
The girl turned to Akane with a delightful smile; the sun's afternoon rays shimmered throughout her beautiful flaxen hair, and shown through her white silk gown to display her wholly femenine body. Her green eye flashed with the same joy her orange one did, as her cracked, chapped lips spread into a smile they couldn't handle, causing fissures to leak with blood from the overly thick and protruding adornments on her face that failed to distract from her hook beak nose, facial hair, moles, and warts. "You'll helth me! Oth joy! Pleath beth genthil forth my firth time!"
"YEAAAAAHHHHhh!!!!" Akane immidiately ceased pulling off her socks in favor of trying to push her back through the wall. With a weak smile, "Ah... I'll see who I can find to help you... heh... heh..."
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Finally, Nabiki crowed to herself, finally, Ukyo relented. After so long of constant tempting, badgering, and goading, the okonomiyaki chef was willing to try, at least so her friend would finally stop bothering her about it. Much to Nabiki's satisfaction, Ukyo found it much to her liking.
Ukyo growled ferally, grinning in satisfaction, "Heh, what's wrong? You're starting to wear out down there!"
Nabiki fought to get from between lucious white thighs, but Ukyo proved to be a formidable opponent. This wasn't good, if Nabiki didn't finish off Ukyo at least once, it would have been a wasted effort. In desperation, Nabiki attempted acted.
"AHHH! D-don't lick me!" Ukyo moaned, disrupting her concentration, and allowing Nabiki the precious slack to gain the upperhand in their sweaty matchup; each opponent clad only in he skimpiest lingerie the imagination could contrive.
"Ha!" Nabiki now was the one celebrating, "How about a mouthful of tit to keep you quiet?"
"ACK!" Ukyo choked, trying to work her way out of the powerful counter. Frantically she worked her hands, attempting to break Nabiki's hold, much to the aggressor's estatic pleasure.
Finally, after heavily working against Nabiki. Ukyo pried the other woman off of her, and cautiously backed away to put distance between the two of them. Her stamina was low, but the middle Tendou daughter's reserves were not much better. From a quick glance above, it was evident that the next move would be the one that will determine who submits.
On some silent signal, they both rushed at each other, meeting at the apex of their dash in an orgy of hands, legs, teeth, and sweaty, vibrant flesh. Eventually, the vicious grapple concluded with Nabiki on top.
"We should have taken the time limit off," Ukyo growled, before wiping her sweaty hands on her pantlegs.
Nabiki celebrated her victory, while Ukyo gave a derisive snort, and set the control pad down. When the older girl finally settled down, Ukyo spoke again, "I guess that game wasn't as bad as I expected it to be."
Nabiki still couldn't understand what the okonomiyaki chef had against the game when she heard the title. "Admit it, it was fun!"
Ukyo shrugged, "Who woulda thought an American made fighting game with digitized graphics could actually be decent? Still, it's not exactly an SNK fighter, you know?"
Nabiki scowled a bit, irritated at the way Ukyo was downplaying Lingerie Kung-Fu fighters, but perked up in after thought. At least she was finally willing to play it. Now, if she worked a little harder, she just may be able to convince Ukyo to allow her to screw her brains out...
Ukyo got up, and shut off the game, "Nabiki, does everything seem a little... I dunno, quiet to you?"
"I'm pretty sure I could make you scream for a change of pace," Nabiki commented in an overly hopeful tone.
Ukyo rolled her eyes, and chose to ignore the pass, "No, I mean, can you feel it? A storm is coming..."
Nabiki frowned, as the chef stared off into the distance, despite being upstairs in her room above the restaurant. The middle Tendou sister sighed, "You are *such* an SNK fangirl..."
"Admit it, you thought Terry was cute, too!"
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Said 'storm' destroyed a brothel in Taipei, as it made a beeline towards Japan...
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"Tendou"
"Yes, Saotome?"
Genma rolled over, so he could see Soun laying next to him, "Tell me again, why are we sleeping together?"
Soun turned onto his side within his own futon, "We agreed, Saotome, there were safety in numbers, and we must remain vigilant within this household."
"I understand that, Tendou. I mean, there's nothing wrong with two COMRADES in the ART, lodging together with NO OTHER intent than to watch for the other's safety," Genma replied, making sure to emphesize, "But... perhaps we didn't quite consider the wisdom of this plan?"
Soun sat up, and looked directly at Ranma-chan and Nodoka, who sat seiza at the edge of Genma and Soun's separate futons. Actually, Ranma stared eagerly, while Nodoka continued to record with the camcorder.
"Genma, dear..." Nodoka started with a faint irritation in her voice, "Perhaps if you just fondled Soun a bit..."
"I AM NOT TOUCHING HIM IN THAT WAY, WOMAN!" Genma shouted, before flinching at his wife's 'involintary' reaction to reaching for her sword, "Ah... what I meant to say is... we both have a headache..."
"Well, sex releases endorphins which would help allieve a headache," Ranma quipped, "So let's see some action, Pops!" Soun whimpered, and pulled the covers up over his head.
"Oh Ranmaaaaaaaaaa-samaaaaaaaa..."
Ranma perked up at Akane's call. Torn between curiosity and voyeurism, the young redhead looked questioningly at the older redhead. Nodoka nodded, "Go see what she wants, dear. I'm recording every moment of this..."
"Thanks Mom, you're the best!" Ranma kissed her mother on the cheek, before heading to the hall to find out what Akane wanted. "What's up?"
Akane smiled impishly at Ranma, "I have a surprise for youuuuu!"
Ranma blinked, before getting a wild and feral grin, "Are you hiding it in the usual spot?"
Akane's eyes went wide, before she quickly placed both hands securely over her crotch, "N-no! N-not this time..." Akane smiled nervously, the last few times she had done that, it took weeks to heal.
Ranma frowned before her expression lit up again, "Ooh, ohh! Lemme guess, alright?" Akane nodded, as Ranma mused, "Isssssss it a plant, animal, or mineral?"
"Ah..." Akane thought for a sec, "It's definitely an animal... of some sort..."
"Issssssss it wearing a gimp mask?" Ranma-chan asked, almost gleefully.
Akane blinked, before snapping her fingers, "Holdonasec..." Ranma watched the youngest Tendou daughter run upstairs, and returned shortly with a leather mask. She rushed to the front door, and reappeared in front of Ranma seconds later. After catching her breath slightly, Akane nodded with a happy smile.
Ranma cocked an eye at that, "Ah... does it bite?"
"Only if you ask it to..."
"Hmmm...." Ranma mused, rubbing her chin in thought, before suddenly bursting past Akane. "HEY! BITE ME!"
Akane skipped to front enterance, where she found Ranma discovering her 'surprise'. Much to Akane's surprise, Ranma was removing the mask. "NO!!!"
"I like it when you use a little incisOOOORRRRRAAAAACCCCKKKK!!!!"
"Embrath me in coithtus!" Ranma's unmasked surprise demanded, with her arms spread wide to reveal all the feminine parts wrapped in festive ribbon. Unfortunately, her face rather lacked in any feminine traits.
"WHAT IN THE DEEPEST BOWELS OF HELL IS THAT?!?" Ranma shouted, cradled in Akane's arms and staring wildly at the blonde... girl... before her.
Akane smiled nervously, "Isn't she cute? And she's all for you!"
Ranma shivered in Akane's arms, as she reallized something, "S-something's missing..."
"Huh?" Akane enquired, looking down at the bundle of instant sexual gratification in her arms.
"Quick, Akane, grab my crotch!"
At the unusual request, Akane had no choice but to comply.
Ranma's eyes went wide, "Something's wrong... I... I don't feel... it's... IT'S OFF!!!"
"Wuth oth?" The girl named Namiko asked, growing anxious as time went on.
With the attention drawn back to her, Ranma had the misfortune to turn back in the direction of the visiting girl. That instant, Akane's arms felt lighter.
"Quick! After her!" Akane commanded, inciting the other girl to move after the redhead.
"Whyth fee runnithg?"
"Ah..." Akane began to reply, making sure her eyes were only focused on Ranma, and not distracted by the...comely... beauty of her partner, "...Ranma's playing hard to get, heh... heh..."
"Ith fith thorplay?"
Akane remained silent.
"Now, Genma, if you would just loosen your inhibitions, you'll only realize that what you would be doing is just natural," Nodoka chided.
"Nodoka, just put away the damn camer-" Genma was interrupted, as a red blur rushed between him and his wife, over Soun, and through the window.
"Ranma's in such a hurry," Nodoka commented, blinking a couple of times, she turned back to videotaping, just as Akane streaked by the view, and just before the camera lense shattered.
...right before the camera exploded...
Genma, Soun, and Nodoka stared down at the videotape that had instantly ejected prior to the camcorder going up in a ball of flame, squirming around on the ground like a worm being sizzled on a hot sidewalk.
"I guess we'll have to resort to stills, then," Nodoka sighed, pulling out an instacamera.
Ranma bound onto a neighboring rooftop, followed shortly by Akane. For the first time, the redhead had to question her judgement of training Akane in her abilities.
How could she? After everything Ranma had done for her. Was this some sort of sick and twisted revenge? Had Akane been harboring such a profound animosity that she would use such a despicable plot against her? It was a numbness, like a cherished part of her had been lopped off, and thrown into some unknown field. The very sight of that girl stole Ranma-chan's most valued posession. Like an eternal cold shower, her sexual appetite had been curved to a tremendous degree.
The redhead zig-zagged across the rooftops; Akane may be able to nearly keep pace with her on a short distance, but she still had a long way to go before she could even continue to tail Ranma, especially when she was in panic mode.
Ranma spared a look over her shoulder, and found Akane way beyond in the distance, and no sign of... whatever it was. Breathing a sigh of relief, Ranma turned around, and toppled.
"Peeth, beth gthentlth," the obstacle that Ranma toppled over, cooed. Blinking Ranma looked down to the soft body that was under her, and emitted a shrill that shattered windows for nearly a kilometer...
By the time Akane arrived, Ranma was long gone, leaving the blonde girl with a dazed smile. "Oh GODS!" Akane shouted, accidentally getting a good look.
Namiko stretched languishly, "Tuth a sthreamer... I lithe tat!"
Ranma ran, wrapping her arms around her as if they were her only security. She felt dirty, used, utterly disgusted with herself. In her mind, she was now worthless, and also wondered if this is what many of her own 'conquests' felt like. The redhead shook the notion off, deciding that she needed to clean the invisible filth from herself.
It didn't take long for her to find what she was looking for. Barely stopping for the doors, Ranma thrust whatever change she had in her pockets onto the counter, rushing into the locker room, stripping the whole way. She didn't pay attention to what direction she headed, or the dozens of men staring at the streaking redhead incredulously. Her attention was on the large hot tub before her. She didn't even care about scrubbing off first, she just wanted the be scalding clean.
After almost every man quickly evacuated the pool, the large geyserish splash crashed back into the nearly hollowed out pool. A pigtailed boy emerged, using his hands to furiously scrub his flesh clean. After about several moments, Ranma stopped, and blinked...
"YES! I'M A GUY AGAIN!" the pigtailed martial artist shouted, as he leapt out of the public bath, whooping and hollaring, "HA! THE REDHEADED SLUT COULDN'T KEEP ME DOWN FOREVER!"
::SPLASH::
"Don't bet on it..." Akane replied in a hooded gaze, still cradling the empty bucket.
"THRANMA-FUNNYTH!"
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! GETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF!!!!" Ranma ran through one of the walls, screaming as if the very denzens of Hell had attached themselves to her, or a cluster of cats.
"Thso thruth!" Namiko moaned into Ranma-chan's ear, as she clung for dear life and lust.
Ranma's mind was blank in her panic. Since it wasn't a cat, she could not retreat into that persona, all she was capable of doing was running around in blind terror.
Fortunately, the concrete wrecking ball stopped her panicked flight.
Said concrete ball, better known as Tatawake Kuno's head, turned to spy it's redheaded nemesis, "Hark! If it is not the foul succubus, familiar of the wretched sorceror Saotome, and bewitcher of both fair and stern." It was then he noticed her partner.
"WHAT MANNER OF DEMON IS THIS!" Kuno shouted, attempting to push his back through a nearby brickwall in his fleeing. Before he could allow anyone to acknowledge he was scared shitless, he brought his bokken to the fore, "So, the accoursed Saotome dare bring this ghastly creature from the most vile refuges of the netherworld? Fear not, for I shall send both foul demons to thine peril... I STRIKE!
"Sthrithe? thee wanth tha menath a strike?" Namiko enquired, as she held onto Ranma, who was busy trying to shake her off, while dodging Kuno's attacks, "Thoo intheresthed in thaa threesometh?"
Ranma was relieved of one problem, as Akane arrived to to relieve Kuno of conciousness, "Honestly Ranma-sama, you act as if you've never been with a girl before..."
"thou're a sthirgen too?" Namiko enquired, finding her boundless heart filled with the joy of finding a kindred spirit.
Ranma took an opportunity to shake herself loose when the girl's hold slackened, and prepped herself to bolt.
"RANMA!"
Just as she was about to leap off, Akane's voice halted her. It was as much a surprise to her as it was to Akane herself.
The raven haired girl recovered from the shock of Ranma actually stopping, even if she acted like the evils of the entire universe were about her, and acted on the pause, "What's this? Ranma-sama, champion of promiscuity, unfearing of any sexual endeavor, panicked over a simple virgin?"
"SHE AIN'T SO SIMPLE!" Ranma shouted, before sniffles caught them unawares, sniffles that belonged to neither of them.
"i know I'm noth pretty lith you or Akaneth," Namiko whispered, the low voice managing to curb her lisp a great deal, "I'm sorryth to have bothereth you thwo. I'll beeth going now..."
"Ranma?"
This time, Akane's voice was urging and almost pleading, as they watched the defeated girl slump off to her lonely life. Akane was right, Ranma had gone rounds with things man wasn't meant to have lustful encounters with, yet an innocent girl...
Ranma groaned, the thought of doing anything with the girl left her dead and numb in the libido, but she would be damned to allow any creature to suffer...
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"I'm glad you were able to overcome your temporary disability, Ranma-chan," Kasumi commented, as she set the tea out on the table.
"Heh, you know? Once I looked past her... uniqueness..." Ranma replied, graciously accepting her cup of tea, "you would find a pretty sweet girl, eager to taste what there is to offer in the world of carnal pleasures. And that lisp of hers makes her moans sound sooooo cute!"
"Well, as long as you're getting something out of it too," Akane replied, while thinking, "Better you than me."
"How's she doing right now?" Nodoka asked, proud her daughter was doing such a generous deed; managing to put aside her own reservations in order to alleviate the suffering of another. The matronly woman wasn't a Christian, but believed that Ranma should indeed be praised for sainthood.
"She's resting, I really worked her over. Gotta remember not to be too rough with the inexperienced." The redhead allowed a lavish grin to cross her face, "I think I should go wake her up now, she's got a lot of catching up to do."
With that, Ranma stood up from the table, picking up a fifteen foot rod that had been laying next to her, one end encased in foam latex that was ribbed for her pleasure. Walking out to the backyard, ranma stood before a concrete wall with the only access to the other side being a hole the diameter of the pole. "ALRIGHT, NAMICO, ASSUME THE POSITION!"
Without even waiting further for an affirmative reply, Ranma stuck the pole into the hole in the wall, and nodded in satisfaction at the the proper sound of something wet. Yup, it was indeed a great feeling to commit a good deed...