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"What if I grew up with different circumstances?"
This is one of the most common questions asked by people who want to know more about themselves. Circumstance is defined as an event and/or aspect of one's life, both past and present. These circumstances define us, and in turn we define them. Be it willingly or unwillingly, the circumstances of our birth, our life, is what develops our character, for better or worse. In turn, our character is one of the defining factors of our circumstances, the factor that we ourselves play in our own lives.
Still, for those who wish to understand how they came to be the person they are today, understanding one's circumstances is key. This understanding then in turn invites many "What if?" questions. "What if I had more money?" "What if I were born a different gender?" "What if I had different parents?" "What if I didn't do those stupid things I did as a kid?" What if my circumstances were different. The problem with these questions is that each small change can have impossibly large consequences, and introduce ideas unheard of in the original timeline via the butterfly effect.
Still, there are some things that will remain a constant in your life no matter the change in circumstance, outside of the most extreme examples. A child choosing to play with a ball outside instead of playing videogames inside may have a profound affect on their tastes in the future, but it won't change the fact that they will be going to school for a good number of years. Thus is the case with a good number of things, people need to eat and sleep, men will always get hit in the dick at least once, women will always get periods, and in the case of this story, Ranma Saotome will always find himself at the Tendo Dojo.
This dojo may go through many changes through changes in circumstance, but the one thing that will remain constant is that it remains at the center of the city's more insane and martial-arts based chaos.
And so, allow us to take a look into the lives of two intertwined families, families whose lives were each heavily changed by one major change in circumstance in each of their histories, albeit not the same one. these families are the ones that define the chaos centered around this dojo, and through their changes we have a far different story that the one first told. But before we learn their past, why don't we take a look at their present, the day of one change we are familiar with.
And so our stage is set, one cloudy Sunday afternoon, within a surprisingly modern, yet still very familiar dojo. A loud groan erupts from within the master bedroom as its sole occupant slowly wakes from underneath their blanket. The blanket shifts for a moment as its occupant searches for something, only to abandon their search soon after. Debating whether get up or simply embrace sleep on their day off, the figure finally removes part of the blanket from themselves revealing them to be a middle-aged woman with long brown hair. This is Maeame Tendo, matriarch of the Tendo household, and this is where our story officially begins.
A loud yawn escapes Maeame's lips as she slowly turns her head to look at the clock on her night stand.
'12:23'
'*Groan* I slept in a long time today.' She let out a sigh of disappointment as she forced herself to wake up. 'I suppose I shouldn't be surprised considering how busy yesterday was, but I still wish I woke up in time to see Kasumi off to work.'
Maeame fully removed her blanket, revealing her shockingly fit and athletic body, alongside her nice D cup breasts and shapely ass. Stretching every muscle in her body, she let out a satisfied sigh, easing the familiar but pleasant soreness that came as a result of her Saturday job. 'It's too bad she had to work today and miss our family day.'
Reaching her closet, she decided to wear a simple bathrobe for her day off. Said bathrobe was a very small white piece, tied right around the stomach, the top revealing more of her breasts than it hid, and the bottom reached just down far enough to cover her pussy should she stay still.
In truth, the robe was more for the creature comfort of having something fluffy on you, rather than to protect her modesty or defense from the elements. Now as dressed as she intended to be for the day, she slowly (but elegantly) made her way downstairs to get something to eat.
"HAA! YAA! HIYA!"
Now mostly awake, the sounds of combat began to fill Maeame's ears.
Looking out the door to the yard as she passed through the living room, Maeame saw her two younger daughters sparring beside the koi pond. Watching her daughters spar in the noon sun, she took a guilty pleasure in watching them spar in their training outfits, AKA nothing, beginning with her middle daughter.
Nabiki was the thinnest of the family, her body maintaining a more model like physique as opposed to that of a martial artist's, which was complimented by her having a bust and rear near identical to her own. Nabiki always had the highest metabolism of the family, and while this meant she struggled to build muscle, this left her very flexible and beautiful. This lent itself well to her business, as well as her more technical style of fighting.
Akane on the other hand was definitely more in line with what you would expect from a martial artist. Firm muscle tone all over her body, firmest in the family, contrasted by relatively small breasts making hers the smallest in the family, and a very nice ass and thighs. It was a bit of a family joke that Akane's body is built for kicks but she insisted on using her fists instead.
Maeame watched her daughters spar, the sweat sliding across their bodies as they moved, their breasts bouncing and sexes glistening whenever she saw them. Swallowing her growing lust, and not an insignificant amount of shame, she called out some advice to her daughters.
"Nabiki sweety, you're overcompensating on your round house kicks. And Akane honey, if you didn't move so far back to dodge you could capitalize on that!" "Understood Sensei" Both girls called. "Also don't spar outside too long, the clouds look like rain!" "Got it mom!" Maeame watched the spar for a moment longer, observing as they tried to follow her advice, though with little sucsess. Continuing on to the kitchen, a twinge of lust and soreness made her decide to ask one of them for a 'massage' later.
A few minutes, one filling meal, and a large cup of coffee later and Maeame was feeling energized and ready to take on the day, as unnecessary as it may be. Walking outside to grab the mail, Maeame noticed her neighbor working on the garden.
"Ms. Yui, good morning." The woman stopped what she was doing to turn to her neighbor with a smile. "Ah, Tendo Sensei, good morning. You're sure looking lovely in that robe today."
Maeame smiled serenely as the wind flowed through her robe, cold air tickling her labia and showing it off to Yui. "Thank you Yui. Tell me, are you working on your garden alone today? Doesn't your husband have today off?" The woman scoffed. "That lazy man is still in bed, said work yesterday made him particularly sore." Maeame's muscles twinged as her smile took on a sly look. "I wonder why."
Yui then quickly looked up and down the street, as well as checked to see if her husband was awake, before lifting her shirt to show Maeame her B cup breasts. "I managed to convince one of my friends to come to club night Tuesday." She said with a lusty smile. "Anything I need to tell her to prepare for this week?"
Maeame chuckled. "No, nothing special, we are having a couple fairly plain nights this week, some palette cleansers to help relax everyone for the beginning of the school year." Maeame opened her mail box as her neighbor responded, anything she said getting tuned out as she saw a small postcard with a panda on it.
"From Genma Saotome. Bringing my son Ranma, plan to be there by Sunday."
"I'm sorry Yui, something just came up." She said as she rushed inside before shouting. "Nabiki, Akane, living room, now!"
Back in the Tendo living room there was a scene straight out of a porno. The beautiful MILF Maeame sat on the couch in her bathrobe that left nothing to the imagination, and on either side of her sat her beautiful naked daughters. Each girl was leaning over one of Maeame's shoulders, pressing their busts into her arms as they looked at the postcard in Maeame's hand, and both girls placed on of their hands into her robe so they were each massaging on of her breasts.
"So, one of dad's old friends is coming over with his son later today?" Nabiki asked. "His best friend actually." Maeame said with a groan. "The two trained together under the same master and they were very close even long after they moved on from him."
"So why are they coming?" Akane asked. "I'm not sure, your father never told me anything about this happening, but from the way it's written I think Genma expected him to know what it meant. I was actually wondering if the two of you might have any ideas."
Maeame put down the postcard as she and her daughters thought about what it might mean. Well, Akane and Nabiki thought, Maeame simply enjoyed the massage her daughters were giving her sore breasts as she snaked her now free hands around them and pulled the two in close.
"Could he just be coming for a visit?" Akane suggested after a moment and Nabiki shook her head. "No, the letter seems more purposeful than that. Maybe a martial arts school reunion?" Maeame shook her head this time. "No, if that were the case, he would have come a month ago, your father celebrated that day every year as the day he 'finally got rid of the old monster', so it can't be that."
There was a beat of silence, the only sounds being the creaking of the house and the rain that had just started to fall, and the relaxed humming coming from all three women as they held eachother close, before Nabiki let out a laugh.
"Heh, maybe he and dad made a pact that one of us would marry Genma's son?" Maeame and Akane looked at her wide eyed, before Akane burst out laughing. "Yeah, probably decided they wanted to merge their schools though mairage or something."
Maeame rolled her eyes. "Ok ok, let's be serious here. If they made a pact like that it before he even met me. He would have had no way of knowing he would even have kids, never mind a girl he could marry to Genma's son, whom they also didn't know if he would have. Your father may have had some strange ideas at times, but even he wouldn't do something that ridiculous, not to mention pointless."
Akane finished laughing and spoke up. "So I guess we just wait and see when they get here?"
The other two Tendo ladies shrugged. "I suppose so. Now," Maeame stood up and sat back down on the table, legs spread wide to show off her pussy to her daughters. "You two were doing a good job with that upper body massage, but I could really use a lower body massage as well."
Nabiki smiled as Akane dove head first into the lower body massage, and decided to dive head first into continuing the upper body one.
A few hours later the Tendo women were relaxing in the living room, having finished sparring and changed into proper clothes in anticipation for their guests. Maeame had changed into her "maidenly house wife" look as her children called it, Nabiki had changed into her favorite teal green t-shirt and white shorts, and Akane was now in a white blouse and long yellow skirt.
All three were doing their own thing as they waited for their guests. Akane was working on some of her homework, Nabiki was doing some of the paperwork for her business and the dojo, and Maeame was simply watching TV, occasionally moving to rub one of her daughters' shoulders and comb their hair whenever they started to look frustrated. Maeame couldn't help getting amused with them as both of her daughters would occasionally pretend to be frustrated to get her to go over to them, seemingly competing with each other for her affection while trying not to make it look like they are.
Just as they were beginning to wonder if their supposed guests were ever going to arrive, they heard a loud knock at the door followed by the sound of the door opening. "Oh, that must be them now. Nabiki sweety, do you mind going to greet them while I help Akane finish this one problem." Nabiki rolled her eyes. "Alright." She said as she got up and left the living room. A few moments later however they heard Nabiki call from the entry area. "Mom, Akane, can you come over here."
Curious, the two girls left the living room to see Nabiki hiding around the corner to the hallway leading to the main entry way. Peeking around the corner they were greeted to an unexpected sight. A panda with a large backpack was carrying what looked like a struggling human over its shoulder (though they could only see their feet), whom also had an equally large backpack. Even more strangely, the panda was cleaning off its feet and removing the dirty shoes of the person over its shoulder.
Bravely, the three women moved around the corner into view, Nabiki and Akane behind their mother in a stance to either flee or fight as Maeame spoke up. "Hello there, Mr. panda?" "Graowr." The panda responded with a wave. It then grabbed the person on its shoulder and placed them on their feet facing the women, revealing the figure to be a beautiful girl with red hair tied into a braided pigtail. She wearing a large soaking wet black tank top that showed off her large chest and hard nipples, as well as a pair of loose-fitting red shorts that were also soaking wet. She also had a gag in her mouth, evidently the sole reason she wasn't speaking before as the moment the Panda untied and removed said gag she immediately turned and yelled at it.
"What the hell old man! It wasn't enough you had to drag me here through the rain without even a jacket, you had to gag me too?" "Groawr!" "Why the hell should I care about your hearing! At your age its already started going without my help, so there's nothing wrong with me helping it along!" "Groawr!" "Excuse me." The unfamiliar voice snapped the pair out of their argument as they both turned to the now thoroughly confused Tendo women.
The red-haired girl blushed as she realized what she was doing and turned to face them. "Um, hello mam." Maeame walked up to the girl with a careful smile. "Hello there sweetheart, and who might you be?" "Ranma Saotome mam." "Huh?" exclaimed the Tendo daughters from behind as Maeame blinked. "Ranma Saotome as in, the son of Genma Saotome?" "Yes mam, sorry about this."
All three Tendo women blinked as they took in the sight of the very clearly female Ranma Saotome. Akane and Nabiki were unsure of what to do but Maeame took it in stride. "Very well then. Nabiki dear, could you go pour a bath for our dear guest to warm up in while I prepare some tea." "Uh sure, got it." The middle sister went to follow her mother's instructions, eager to get away from the confusion. Maeame then turned to Akane. "While we wait would you mind entertaining our guest here?" "Sure." Maeame nodded and moved to make the tea, the panda following along behind her leaving the other two alone.
There was an awkward silence in the air for a moment before Akane spoke up again. "So, my name's Akane." "Hi, I'm Ranma, which I guess I already told you." "So, you're supposed to be a martial artist?" Ranma nodded. "Do you want to spar with me?" Ranma looked surprised before relaxing, responding with a cocky smirk. "Sure, but don't expect me to go easy on you." Akane returned the smirk with one of her own. "Wouldn't dream of it."
Moments later Akane and Ranma were the dojo. "*Whistle* pretty nice." Ranma commented as she looked around the space. "Big and open for more intense training and group training, and a bunch of well-hidden slots to put walls and training equipment in to allow for different types of training." "Glad you like it, it used to be a fairly traditional place but we expanded and upgraded it a few years ago. Now, are you going to get ready or what?" "Oh, I was booooo…" Ranma turned around to an unexpected sight. There stood Akane in a combat stance ready to go, not a stitch of clothing on her.
"Um, Akane, why are you naked?" Akane had a blank look on her face for a moment before she realized what was wrong.
With a blush she began scratching her cheek as she responded. "Well, most of the time when I spar with my family we do it naked, and I was so eager to spar that I kinda forgot that it might be weird for you. Sorry about that, I can put my clothes back on if you want." "No no no, it's fine it's fine." Ranma panicked and waved her arms. "I just wasn't expecting it is all, I don't mind. It's your house so you should do what feels right. Besides, I needed an excuse to get out of these wet clothes." She said and began removing her clothes.
Akane watched as Ranma peeled her wet top off, the shirt sticking to the skin and pulling up her breasts so that they bounced once they were free to the world. She noted with equal parts arousal and jealousy that this girl, who appeared to be about the same age as her, had notably bigger and nicer tits than her, possibly being even bigger than her mom's D cups. Next came the shorts. Due to how wet they were Ranma was forced to bend over to take them off, giving Akane a good view of her ass which Akane thoroughly enjoyed, and took pride in the fact that she had a bigger one than the redhead. As she took her fighting stance, Akane noted the girl had more muscle definition on her than anyone in her family, yet none of it bulky or taking away from her femininity.
"Alright, you ready for this!" Ranma said eagerly as a slow dripping sound was heard.
Akane looked down at Ranma's lower half to see that, now that her legs were spread for her fighting stance, there was liquid slowly dripping from her pussy onto the floor. "Well, did the rain get you that wet, or are you just really enjoying the view that much?" She said, posing with her hand on her hip.
Ranma blushed and turned away, fumbling over her words for a moment. "W-well, it's not not you, but the rain is mostly why I'm wet, in more ways than one." Ranma said the last part under her breath, with Akane just barely hearing it. But before she could ask what that meant Ranma put on a face of bravado and continued talking. "Besides, you're enjoying looking at me just as much, or are you going to try and tell me your nipples are hard because you're cold?"
Akane smirked, feeling anything but cold at the moment. "Naw, they're like that because they're telling me where to go to kick your butt." And with that, Akane rushed Ranma, beginning the fight. Much to her surprise however, she could not land a single hit on Ranma, with the redhead simply bobbing her head side to side without throwing a single strike.
Feeling particularly flashy, Ranma jumped up and did the splits over one of her punches and flipped behind her. As she did a drop of liquid fell from her pussy and landed right on Akane's outstretched fist. Akane brought the spot of liquid up to her mouth and licked it off. "Tasty."
Instantly Akane turned around and sent a punch to Ranma's face, this one much faster than any of her punches before. the sudden increase in speed caught Ranma off guard and she barely managed to dodge, earning her a small cut on her cheek as her ear popped from the wind. "Alright, now we're talking."
The spar changed tone from there, with Akane having switched from sparring strength to all-out fight strength, Ranma was now finding herself actually on the defensive, having to put serious effort into her dodges and occasionally being forced to parry the strikes, which still hurt from how much power Akane was putting into them.
Now seriously having fun, Ranma turned the tables on Akane, slipping to her side and aiming a palm strike at her stomach as Akane attempted to punch where her face used to be. This completely flipped the momentum of the fight, with Ranma now pressing her advantage, forcing Akane onto the defensive as she fully observed her fighting style.
'This girl fights with extremes' Ranma thought. 'When on the offensive she has a few holes in her assault that can be taken advantage of, but her extreme speed, strength, and precision means that any hit she actually lands is a serious one.'
Ranma threw out a light jab that Akane blocked with both arms before jumping back out of range of Ranma's follow up kick. 'At the same time when she is on the defensive she is super cautious, always choosing defensive options that are the most effective, but make it impossible for her to do a follow up even if I mess up my attack unless I completely fall on my face or something.'
She then moved in with a rapid series of jabs, Akane simply blocking the hits instead of deflecting them. 'Still, she is a very simple fighter as well, having mastered the basics, but only knowing the basics.'
Ranma then jumped back before going into a front flip, performing the '7 dragon talons' technique', a move consisting of 7 high speed kicks that all strike vital areas, only for Akane surprise him by executing the block for the technique perfectly. 'Correction, she can use the higher-level techniques, she just prefers to stick to the basics.' Still, Ranma had figured her out and had a plan, all that was left was to execute it.
Ranma looked Akane in the eye and smirked even more as Akane leaped back to dodge one of her kicks, making Akane somewhat intimidated. This changed to confidence however as Ranma went for a heavy roundhouse, only for her pivot foot to slip causing her lose control, granting Akane a big opening which she took full advantage of with a heavy punch. Naturally, this is exactly what Ranma was going for as she instantly recovered, bending her knees and moving her pivot foot so that she was aimed perfectly at the now open Akane, and executed a perfect split kick. Akane, off balance to do a proper block, pulled up her other arm to block the strike best she could. "AAAAAAGHHHH!" Akane yelled as the strike sent her flying across the room.
"How'd you like that?" Ranma taunted as she recovered her stance, only to see Akane laying on the floor clutching her arm.
"Oh crap, are you ok?" Ranma ran over to Akane. The girl had tears in her eyes as she clutched the arm, it bending slightly at an unnatural angle. Still, Akane put on a brave face. "Heh, that was quite the kick, took me down in one shot." "Oh crap, I am so sorry about that! here, let me help." "Its fine." Akane began, only to wince as Ranma took the hand from her broken arm and moved it took where it would naturally be.
Before Akane could ask what she was doing, Ranma placed her other hand on where the break was and it began to glow, and Akane watched on in amazement as she felt her arm begin to heal itself. After a few moments of this the glow stopped and Ranma stepped back panting slightly. "There, that should do it, how does it feel?" Akane gave her arm a couple experimental swings and was surprised to find that her arm didn't just feel healed, it felt better than it had all day. "Amazing, my arm's perfectly healed. How did you do that?"
Ranma blushed at the praise. "It's a chi healing technique I learned a while back. A martial-arts nurse taught me how to do it a while back as an apology for an incident she caused. Pop and I haven't had to hold back as much during spars ever since, considering if one of us gets hurt too badly we can simply use it to heal us." "Wow, that is really useful."
Akane then stood up and gave a long stretch, enjoying the feeling of Ranma's eyes traveling up and down her body. "Well, I worked up a nice sweat so I'm ready for a bath, how bout you?" "Yeah." Ranma responded distractedly. "Seeing as you're the guest, you should get in first." Ranma nodded, still focused on Akane's body, and the pair went up to the bath.
As the two were sparring, Maeame handed some tea to the now human Genma Saotome. "A spring that changes a person into the form of the thing that drowned in it, and the only way to cleanse the curse is to be doused with hot water? I must say, I would have found your story very hard to believe had I not seen your transformation myself. How long did you say you have had this curse for again?" "4 years." Genma said as he accepted the tea. "I had originally planned that training ground to be one of our last stops but it seemed I got some directions mixed up and it ended up being one of our first instead." "I see." She said as the pair drank their tea.
"I must say, your tea making skills have not dulled one bit since I last saw you. You even remember my favorite kind." Maeame blushed at the praise. "Oh, I'm not sure about that, I don't have as much time to make tea these days so I'm probably not as good as I used to be." "Nonsense." Genma said as he waved her words off. "If anything, you've improved." Maeame smiled at that as he kept talking. "That said, I actually do have a new favorite that I would like if you could try and make."
Genma rustled through his pack and pulled out a piece of paper which he handed to Maeame. "Bamboo tea?" Genma nodded. "The transformations aren't perfect, so I often crave bamboo while I'm a human, despite being unable to actually digest it. After a while I ended up learning about this tea and it satisfies my cravings handily." Maeame smiled. "Well then, I suppose I will have to remember to make it for you next time."
The two settled into a comfortable silence, simply enjoying being in each other's company after so long. Eventually though, Genma broke the silence. "Not that I don't enjoy your company Maeame, but when exactly is Soun supposed to return? I have some things I need to discuss with him."
Maeame gave Genma a surprised and slightly sad look. "You mean you don't know?" "Know what?" Maeame set her tea down, motioning for Genma to do the same. After taking a moment to collect herself, Maeame spoke in a far more somber tone. "Soun died 7 years ago." Genma's eyes widened in shock. "What."
Maeama sighed, bracing herself for the story she was about to tell. "We were on our way home from a date night. It had been a long time since we had a night to ourselves and we had taken full advantage of it, and had plans to have more, but it seemed fate had other plans. As we were walking through one of the darker parts of town three men came and jumped us. They said that your master ruined their lives, and that because they couldn't find him then they would go after one of his disciples instead."
Maeame gave a hollow laugh as Genma clenched his fists and teeth in anger. There was a cry of pain from the dojo, but both parents ignored it, used to the sounds of training. "As you know, I was never a fighter, and Soun didn't seem to mind the fact that I wasn't so I never tried to get into it. As a result, all I could do was stand there and watch, unable to even see almost anything as Soun fought off all three of them. The next thing I knew, Soun was standing right in front of me, a hand speared through his chest, stopping just short of touching me." At this point, tears began flowing from Maeame's eyes, with Genma clearly holding back his own.
"He died protecting me, and I couldn't do anything about it. I suppose I'm lucky that the men decided not to kill me as well, but at the time letting me live felt like the cruelest thing they could have done to me."
Maeame finished her story, and the silence that once felt comfortable, now hung heavy in the air. "If, if it's not too presumptuous of me, can I ask if he had anything to say to me as he died." Maeame gave Genma a sad smile. "You were the main person on his mind as he died." Genma's eyes widened at that fact, tears beginning to flow from him. "After he made me promise to care for our children in his absence he began to talk as if you were there right beside him, simply chatting away as you two would always do, right up till he passed."
Genma hung his head low as he tried desperately to keep from bawling. "Soun, you may never have been the better martial artist, but you were always the better man." Maeame chuckled at this, as even in passing the two wanted to be better than the other.
The silence reigned once again as Maeame allowed Genma the time he needed to process this new information. Unfortunately, life was not so kind as a loud scream pierced the air, much more piercing than the one before.
Turning back the clock a few moments, Ranma entered the bathroom, dropping her clothes in the hamper and thanking Nabiki for drawing the bath as she did so. Once inside her face changed to one of worry.
'Man, that was quite the fight.' Ranma thought as she sat down to begin washing herself. 'She might have been a simple fighter and definitely not at my level, but she could have done some serious damage if I let my guard down.' Grabbing a bottle of soap, Ranma lathered herself up, her hands dancing along her own familiar curves, through her hair, and one hand traveling unbidden to her sex, thoroughly cleaning it inside as well.
'Still, fighting naked huh. I definitely didn't expect that. She was probably only so ok with it because I was a girl, she definitely enjoyed looking at me while we fought. Too bad she is probably going to be livid once she learns the truth.'
Ranma let out a groan as she began fingering herself, thumb swiping up and down her clit as she pumped and curled her two fingers inside herself, aggressively scratching at an itch deep inside. Her free hand began to move up to her breast, before both hands stopped what they were doing. 'Fuck I wish I had enough time for this, I haven't had a chance to do this for a while, but I really shouldn't take too long. Plus I'm going to have to do this again right away anyways so I should probably deal with it all at once.'
Reluctantly removing her hand from her sex, Ranma finished soaping herself up and lowered herself into the hot bath, transforming from a red-haired girl into a black-haired man. 'Sigh, how am I going to tell them. Do I just pretend the curse is backwards, that my girl form is my real form and my guy form is the curse?' Ranma shook his head. 'Naw, that might work if I were here alone, but with pop here they'll be able to tell I'm lying, plus they could find the truth just with a quick look into Jusenkyo, so there's no way that would work.' Ranma audibly sighed before standing up and sitting on the edge of the bath. 'Still, if I'm going to find any way to talk my way out of this, I'm going to need to deal with this guy first.'
Ranma then took his rock-hard cock (literally, one particularly boring day he tried to use it to break rocks and was… not successful, but far closer than he had any right to be) in hand and began jerking it.
Meanwhile, Nabiki caught sight of the still naked Akane just outside the bath. "Akane, what are you doing?" Akane blinked and turned to her sister. "Oh hey Nabi, I was just about to join Ranma in the bath." Nabiki raised an eyebrow "She invited you to join?" Akane chuckled bashfully. "Actually, I was planning to surprise her."
Nabiki gave her sister a deadpan stare. "You do realize how rude that is right, what if she isn't comfortable bathing with others?" Akane shrugged. "She had no problem with getting naked to spar, all I had to do was get naked myself and tell her that's how we always spar." "Sparring is one thing, bathing is another thing, she might want her privacy." "Oh relax, it'll be fine."
Akane then moved close to Nabiki and started playing with the shoulder strap of her tank top. "Of course, if you want to be sure, you can always come join us." Nabiki chuckled and backed up a step. "Maybe another time sis, but I actually need to go see mom, apparently Mr Saotome actually arrived now and the two are talking."
This caught Akane by surprise, but her face quickly twisted in anger. "Oh, he just now showed up. Is he here to explain why his 'son' is actually a girl, and what the deal is with the panda?" "I'm not sure." Nabiki's face turned slightly somber. "But last I heard they were talking about dad, from what I could tell Mr. Saotome didn't know dad died until just now."
"Oh." Akane sobered up instantly. "And you want to be there to comfort mom as they're talking." Nabiki nodded. "Do you think I should come too?" Nabiki waved her off. "Its fine, have your fun with Ranma, but if she gets mad don't say I didn't warn you."
With that, Nabiki walked off, leaving Akane alone beside the door to the bath. Despite her sister's words, she was still worried about her mother, and very curious what kind of man Mr. Saotome was to send his 'son' on ahead being brought unwillingly by a panda of all things. Still, she trusted her sister could take care of things where her mother couldn't. So, with an eager grin, Akane entered the bathroom.
"Want some company in there Ra-" *SPLURT* *SPLURT* *SPLURT*. The moment Akane opened the door, Ranma, who just so happened to be facing said door, finished himself off. With an audible groan, a silky white stream erupted from his dick, flying across the room and coating the face of the unsuspecting Akane, much of it entering her open mouth.
The two looked wide eyed at each other, unable to speak as Akane slowly closed her mouth, the taste of cum filling her tastebuds. After savoring it for a moment, swallowing, and taking a deep breath, Akane screamed. "PERVERT!"
A few minutes later, Maeame had calmed her neighbors down, telling them "Yes, everything is fine. No, nothing happened to Akane. There was just a misunderstanding." The 5 current ocupants of the house gathered in the living room. The now male Ranma, sporting a substantial number of bumps and bruises as retaliation by Akane for his 'attack', sat nervously, still naked due to Akane refusing to let him grab some clothes from his pack. Said girl hadn't changed either, still wearing Ranma's cum on her face, though she had decided to grab a towel to protect her modesty. The rest were wearing their proper clothes and had just finished listening to Genma explain the curse.
"So let me get this straight." Nabiki began. "The two of you are cursed to change forms when exposed to cold water, Ranma changing into a girl and you changing into a panda, and only change back by getting hit by hot water. You only got this curse because A. You got lost and ended up going there mostly by accident. B. You didn't bother to learn a lick of Chinese before you took a trip to China, despite using pamphlets written in Chinese, and C. You ignored the caretaker when he was trying to warn you about the danger and went straight to sparring, and thus fell into the springs and got cursed."
"That is correct." Genma said stiffly, causing Ranma to look to him with surprise. He expected his father to try and deflect or justify himself, not simply sit there and take it. Still, he was distracted from his musings as Akane spoke up.
"That still doesn't explain why this pervert, decided to masturbate in our bathroom." She said with a glare, only for Nabiki to shoot her a look. "Says the girl who didn't bother to get dressed afterwards, or clean up the cum from said 'pervert'."
Akane licked her lips at the mention of the cum, getting more of it in her mouth and swallowing it before snapping out of it and turning to her sister. "What was I supposed to do, there was a random naked man in front of me masturbating, what if he tried to rape me or something!?" Nabiki scoffed. "You're saying that like you wouldn't enjoy it if he did." "WHAT, of course I wouldn't!"
To Ranma's surprise, both mother and daughter looked at the youngest skeptically as Maeame spoke up. "Akane's preferences aside, she does have a point, the curse has nothing to do with you masturbating in our bathroom at the first opportunity."
Ranma blushed and opened his mouth to explain, only for his father to surprise him again by speaking up. "It actually does. As I explained earlier Maeame, the transformations aren't perfect, resulting in side effects. For me I crave bamboo while human and have mostly human hands when a panda. For Ranma, not all of his chi and hormones change, stimulating him and causing him to become highly aroused, thus meaning he must relive himself after changing."
Now Ranma knew something was wrong with his dad. He never called Ranma by name unless absolutely necessary, and took every chance he could to embarrass him. Still, he didn't have time to contemplate this as Maeame addressed him directly. "Ranma, is this true."
Now put on the spot, Ranma surprisingly found himself relaxing. Akane's rage was now focused on the room in general rather than just him, and Maeame's comforting motherly nature putting him at ease so he actually found himself speaking confidently. "Yeah, after I got the curse we went to a martial arts clinic in China where they explained what was going on. The worst part is that it builds up with each change, and if I change too many times I can lose control."
That seemed to drain the anger from Akane, as well as earn him some sympathy points from Maeame and Nabiki. Unfortunately, Genma didn't give them time to respond. "Now that that has been explained, I wish to move onto why we came here." Slightly thrown off, Maeame quickly adapted to the change in topic.
"Ah yes, I was wondering about that. The letter seemed very purposeful. Im assuming Soun would have known what it meant?" Genma nodded. "Many years ago, a little while after we graduated from our master, Soun and I made an oath that we would marry our children and rejoin our two offshoots of the "Anything Goes Martial Arts" schools." This got three different reactions out of the women. From Maeame came surprise followed by disappointed acceptance, from Akane came a combination of rage and laughter, and from Nabiki came sheer disbelief as all three thought the exact same thing. 'Nabiki was right.'
Genma carried on, completely ignoring their reactions. "That said, considering the situation, I-I would understand if you chose not to go through with this." All the kids watched on in surprise and mild horror as Maeame moved forwards and gently put her hand on his shoulder. "Of course we will try to go through with it, for him. I can't guarantee anything yet, but I promise we will try."
Genma stiffened further, clearly holding himself back from doing something as he nodded. "Very well. As for who will be his fiancée, they must be a martial artist an-" "What the hell old man!" Ranma said and roughly grabbed Genma by the shirt. "Do you seriously intend to marry me off to someone I just met and… Pop, are you crying?"
Genma brought a hand up to his eyes, finding them wet. "I see. Well then." Genma shook Ranma off and stood up. "I apologize for forcing this on you Maeame, but I'm afraid I will have to leave Ranma in your care for the foreseeable future." He then walked to the door. "For now, I must take a trip of my own."
As he left Ranma angrily got up to chase after him, only to be stopped by a hand on his shoulder. "Ranma calm down." Ranma turned to face Maeame and yell at her, only to stop as he saw she also had tears in her eyes. "He just learned his best friend died a long time ago, he needs time." Looking at the rest of the family, Ranma quickly connected the dots. "Oh."
As Genma was opening the front door to leave on his journey he heard a voice call for him. "Oi, old man." Genma turned to see Ranma smirking at him. "Don't get yourself killed out there ok." Despite himself, Genma shed a tear as he turned to his son with a mirroring smirk. "You should be worrying about yourself boy. This will be the first time you're spending a long time somewhere without me there to keep you out of trouble." "Says the old man who got us into trouble most of the time." "The martial artist's life is fraught with peril boy, you know that. Living here won't change a thing so you better not slack off while I'm gone!" "Ha! By the time you're back, I'm going to be the one teaching you old man!"
The two stood there for a moment smirking at each other. "Oh just hug it out already you two." Ranma was surprised when he was pushed by Akane straight into his father, the two catching each other instinctively. The two stood there for a moment, before, for the first time in ages, maybe ever, the two let their guards down and embraced each other in a passionate hug.
The Tendo family watched this heartfelt moment with smiles on their faces until Genma seemingly had a sudden realization. "Son?" "Yeah pop?" "You're still naked aren't you." "I am pop."
With that, the two abruptly let go and Genma turned to leave. "Well, I'm off. Apologies for being unable to wait to meet your eldest Maeame, and I will be sending a book of any information on Ranma that you may need at a later date. Goodbye."
And with that, Genma left, leaving a naked Ranma standing in the entry way, flanked by the three Tendo women. Ranma turned around, using both hands to cover his junk, and spoke up with an awkward smile. "I suppose I'll be in your care for the next little while then."
Maeame gave Ranma a pleasant smile. "Of course dear, we are happy to have you. Now then, Nabiki and Akane will help you get set up in the guest room." She then turned to her daughters. "As for you two, if you need me, I will be in the dojo for now. I need some time to think and would prefer if you only interrupt me if it's necessary." Nabiki gave her mother a concerned look. "You sure you're ok with being alone right now mom?"
Maeame smiled, before giving Nabiki a kiss on the forehead. "Don't worry about it, I just need to take some time to figure out where we are going to go from here, there is a lot more to this than you might realize." "Ok mom, but don't over stress yourself." "Don't worry, if things go well Ranma being here might just be what we need."
And with that somewhat cryptic statement, Maeame turned the corner to go to the dojo, only to quickly poke her head back around the corner. "By the way Ranma, you don't have to worry about covering up now that the whole bathroom mess has been sorted. I doubt my daughters would mind the view; I know I certainly wouldn't." With that, Maeame left Ranma alone with her daughters.
With the main pacifying force gone, Ranma looked over to Akane, carefully continuing to hide his dick from view. "Well?" Akane asked expectantly. "Uh, well what?" Ranma responded nervously. "You gonna show off or what?"
Ranma carefully edged away from her. "No, I'm good. I'll just go bring my stuff to my room and change, you don't need to worry about me." He then tried to leave, only for Akane to grab his arm. "Nu uh, mom told us to help you unpack, and she told you that its fine to uncover yourself." "But that's not what you said last time you saw it." Nabiki interjected.
The pair looked to the only properly clothed person in the room. "Last time you saw it, you screamed "pervert" at the top of your lungs and tried to kill him." She then shot a pointed look at her little sister. "You owe him an apology."
Ranma continued trying to edge his way out of the area. "H-hey, its fine, its your house and I was doing something I shouldn't have been doing, no apology necessary." Nabiki smoothly slipped behind him, preventing his escape. "You didn't do anything wrong, when you're in the bathroom its your space, and Akane invaded your space uninvited, despite knowing better." Nabiki sent Akane a look that screamed "I told you so."
Akane sighed, realizing she wasn't getting out of this. "Ranma." The man stiffened as Akane looked him in the eyes. "Sorry about the bathroom incident." She said with the best doe eyes she could make, though from the lack of change on Ranma's face, and the expectant look on Nabiki's face, this wasn't enough.
"*Sigh* I shouldn't have gone into the bath when I knew you were in there. To be fair, you were quick to strip for our spar, so I figured you would be fine with bathing together." Nabiki glared at her. "B-but that's no excuse. You're a guest, and someone I just met, so I shouldn't have made any assumptions like that." "AND?" Nabiki said expectantly, and Akane wilted. "And, I'm sorry for attacking you the moment I saw the male you in the bath. I jumped to conclusions" "Something you do a lot." "Shut-up. And I attacked you out of fear." "I highly doubt it was fear you were feeling when you saw him." "Shut, up. Do you forgive me?"
Akane looked at him with genuine guilt, and Ranma decided he couldn't resist her. "Yeah, I forgive ya. Jusenkyo curses aren't exactly common, and I wasn't exactly doing something innocent, as ya well know." He said, gesturing to the cum still on Akane's face.
Akane giggled. "Let's just say we both made some mistakes and call it good, ok?" Ranma thought for a moment before nodding.
Akane brightened up. "Good, so move your hands and relax." Ranma blushed and stiffened again. "I-I'm not sure, I know what your mom said but are you sure you two would be ok with it?" He said, looking pointedly at Nabiki. Both sisters rolled their eyes at this, glad he wasn't scared anymore, but still unnecessarily cautious.
"I may not be interested in giving you a free show, but I have no problem with getting one from you." "You sure?" he said.
Akane moved so she was right in Ranma's personal space. "If it makes you more comfortable, I could join you." As she said that Akane dropped her towel, revealing her succulent oranges topped with bright red chocolate chips, her succulent peach, and dripping clam.
This seemed to do the trick finally. As Ranma fully drunk in Akane's nude form he finally moved his hands and got into a relaxed stance, allowing the sisters to finally get a good look at him. The man was fit, there didn't seem to be a single ounce of fat on him besides his slightly round face. Despite being somewhat slim he was dense with muscle, arms and legs hard as rock and a well defined six pack. From her point of view Nabiki could see his very smooth and tight back, as well as his firm ass. While he had a few minor scars on his back and arms, his skin was surprisingly clear and light, having shockingly little tan to him.
Finally, both sisters stared at what in their mind was the main attraction for the show, the 7-inch sausage standing fully at attention, the whole area clear of hair just as it had been when he was in girl form. Both sisters licked their lips as they took in the sight of him, and Ranma puffed his chest out just a bit more, taking pride in how they looked at him.
Bringing her eyes up from his dick, Akane looked him in the eye as she took a finger and scooped up some of the cum still on her face and put it in her mouth, making deliberately sensual moans as she tasted it. "You know, if your cream tastes this good, I bet your sausage tastes even better."
Ranma put his hands on his hips, his cocky smirk from when they were sparring having returned to his lips. "It might, but I'm sure it would taste even better after it's been baked in your clam sauce." Akane's eyes went half lidded. "Oh, I'll give you as much of my clam sauce as you want, as long as you let me try some of yours." This prompted Ranma to blush, unused to having people flirt with both his guy and girl side at the same time.
"Ok ok you two, look but don't touch." Nabiki said as she got between the two. "We've got to get Ranma settled in before we do anything else ok?" Ranma looked apologetic as Akane stuck her tongue out at Nabiki. "Spoil sport."
The trio quickly went up to the guest room, grabbing Ranma's pack, and moved him into his new bedroom. The three chatting away as they worked, with Akane bringing up a topic from earlier. "Hey, that chi healing technique you had, you said a nurse taught you it as an apology, right?" "Yeah?" "And earlier you said you learned about the, peculiarities, of your curse at a clinic, which would have nurses." Ranma realized where she was going with this.
Turning to face her, he had a smile as prideful as it was embarrassed. "Yeah, the incident she was apologizing for was when she had a bit too much fun studying my curse, making me change so many times I lost control and fucked her there and then. Though I'm pretty sure that was her intention considering she said she was also teaching me it as a thank you for giving her the best night of her life."
"Out of curiosity." Nabiki piped up. "How many changes in a row does it take you to lose control?" Ranma shrugged as he continued unpacking. "3 or 4, depending on how you look at it. At 3 I'm still in control but desperate for sex. It's like when you are so hungry that you can't think about anything else besides eating, but replace food with sex. at 4 I just turn into an animal in heat, fucking anyone I can find on the spot." Both girls nodded, both thinking of different ways to take advantage of this little fact.
Not too long later the trio were done setting up Ranma. "Alright, looks like you're good to go." Nabiki said. The two sisters then began to leave the room. "The two of us have some work to finish so we'll be in my room if you need us, and I think mom is still in the dojo." Akane then spoke up. "Big sis Kasumi should be home soon and she will be bringing food today. Also, Kasumi isn't as comfortable around guys as we are, so you should probably put on some clothes before she gets here."
Ranma made noise of agreement and the girls left, giving him some time to get settled in by himself.
A few minutes later, Ranma is seen going through some complex katas in the yard, having changed back into his red shorts and black tank top. 'Well this has been a weird day.' He thought, performing a few punches in horse stance before switching to a Muay Tai Sok ti into a leg sweep, a set intentionally designed not to seem natural, as to promote flexibility. 'Ever since I got cursed I've gotten involved in a lot of sexual stuff, but it's still odd when if find people so open about this stuff.'
Lunging off one of the statues in the yard, he performed a series of midair kicks, transitioning into a crouching block upon landing with one arm near his face and one near his crotch. 'It makes me wonder what the older sister is like if the rest of the family is this way. The one my age, Akane I believe, said she wouldn't be comfortable with me running around naked, so she must be the odd one out in the family being the innocent one.'
As if on cue, Ranma's keen ears picked up the sound of the front door opening, followed by seeing Maeame leave the dojo to go to the door. 'That must be her now. I'd better go introduce myself right away, make a good impression first and prevent things from getting weird between us.'
It seemed fate had other plans though, that and he misunderstood what he was told about in regards to Kasumi. As he turned the corner he stopped short at the sight of whom he believed was Kasumi. She was a tall woman, being a good half a foot taller than her mother, with milder curves and brown hair tied in a loose pony tail that went down to her mid back. She was wearing a tight brown t-shirt that showed her navel and a generous amount of cleavage, tight dark blue jeans that hung much lower than they should, and simple white sneakers.
What stopped Ranma short wasn't how hot she looked however, it was the fact that she was currently in the middle of giving her mother a deep kiss on the lips, one that she initiated if the surprise on Maeame's face was any indication, before she leaned into it.
The two separated after a moment, a blush clearly present on both their faces. "You're certainly more dressed than normal mom." Kasumi said in a husky voice. "Were you cold today, or" Kasumi snaked a hand around behind her mother and into her dress to fondle her ass. "Did you want me to unwrap my after-work snack today?" Maeame blushed, weakly trying to push her daughter away. "N-no, Kasumi. W-we have a guest."
Once Maeame said this, Kasumi looked up past her to see Ranma watching them from further down the hall. "Um, hi." He said awkwardly.
Kasumi's face immediately went white as her face changed from lust to horror. "I-I'll be in my room!" she said as she bolted past, a slam being heard seconds later.
After Kasumi left, Ranma and Maeame were left awkwardly in the doorway, both unwilling to speak first.
Eventually Maeame broke first. "Well, I suppose you're wanting to know what that is all about." "No no, its fine, it's your family so it's not my place to pry." Maeame smiled at that. "It's kind of you to say that, but if you're going to be staying here for a while, and potentially marrying one of my daughters, then you have a right to know." Ranma relented, and a few minutes later the pair were sitting in the living room with some freshly brewed tea.
Staring down at her tea cup and refusing to look Ranma in the eye, Maeame began her story. "I suppose it all goes back to my husband's death. After he died Kasumi did her best to take her father's place, attempting to be the "strong man" of the household, being someone who her sisters could look up to as well as supporting me whenever she thought I needed it." At this point Maeame began to blush, rubbing her thighs together as she began to look more ashamed.
"Now Soun was a very loving man, both emotionally, and physically. While he was very loyal, he was also quite the pervert and had some trouble with self-restraint, as a result he would regularly fondle me and kiss me when we were at home, be it in the bedroom, or right in front of our daughters." Maeame's frown deepened, but Ranma couldn't help but note that her blush deepened as well, and her thighs began to rub even harder. "As a result, one day when Kasumi found me crying, she attempted to cheer me up by emulating her father, fondling and kissing me just like he would. And, in my moment of weakness, I let her."
As Maeame balled her fists in frustration Ranma put a comforting hand on her shoulder. Relaxing, Maeame put her hand on his as she continued. "It continued like that for a while, with Kasumi quickly becoming just as bad as her dad, and in my depression it was one of my greatest sources of comfort. It wasn't until it had gone much too far to stop that I even realized what we were doing was wrong, so instead I embraced it, and things have been like that ever since." Maeame let out a sigh full of regret, though a genuine smile found its way onto her face. "The fact that I let it get so far is without a doubt my greatest failure as a parent, but despite that it has also turned into one of the best things in my life."
Ranma blinked as he took some time to process the story, but much to Maeame's joy, a relaxed smile found its way to his face. "Wow, that's certainly something, but it's far from the weirdest thing I've seen." Maeame quirked an eyebrow. "Really?" "Oh yeah." Ranma laughed. "Me and pop encountered lots of crazy stuff, especially when we got to China. And after I developed my, uh, condition." Maeame smiled knowingly. "Your sex change curse that makes you extremely horny?" Ranma chuckled. "Yeah, that. After I got that I ended up getting decently involved in "martial arts sex" stuff, and let me tell you, that gets more than a little freaky. Incest is tame compared to some of the stuff that goes on with that, and the top two best practitioners are even a pair of twins."
Maeame smiled, finding herself oddly comfortable in Ranma's presence. "Well I'm glad to hear you're so comfortable with all of this, I'm very close with all my girls and I doubt I could get them to control themselves for very long." "It's no problem, I shou- wait, all your girls? Does that mean Nabiki and Akane also…?" Maeame realized her slip up and blushed.
"Ah, yes, all of them. It seems they were watching when me and Kasumi were having sex, and they decided if their mom and older sister was doing it, then they should be fine with doing it too. It was when I caught the two of them having sex in the dojo that I came to my senses, but it also made it clear that it was too late to change anything."
Silence reigned for a bit as the two processed what they just learned as Maeame smiled, having made a decision. "Well, unless you have any secrets you need to confess to me, I have some stuff to talk with my daughters about." Ranma waved her off. "Naw I'm good, go say whatever you need to say, I'll just be doing some training. Is it ok if I use the dojo now that you're done in there?" Maeame nodded and went up to speak with her daughters as Ranma returned to his training.
Up at Kasumi's room, Maeame prepared herself for her eldest's anger, as she gently knocked on her door. "Kasumi deary, can you come out?" The door opened a crack, just enough for Kasumi to look outside. "It's just me sweetheart, our guest is currently training in the dojo."
This was enough for her, and the door opened all the way revealing Kasumi wearing a large sweatshirt, sweatpants, and a strong glare. "Sundays are our family day." Kasumi said and her mother nodded. "Just us 4 together at home all day." Another nod. "And yet you let Nabiki or Akane invite a MAN here today? Or was it you."
Maeame sighed. "None of us invited him. His situation is a bit complicated, and I need to discuss it with your sisters as well. Come, the others are in Nabiki's room so we'll talk there." She said and began walking away, soon followed by an incredulous Kasumi. "You mean they don't know!?" Kasumi hissed. "They are aware, I just have some more to add that all of you need to hear."
Arriving at Nabiki's room, the pair opened the door to an interesting sight. Nabiki was sitting on the edge of her bed facing the door with a table in front of her working on her accounting. As she was working, Akane was underneath the table, naked and bouncing on a dildo as she ate out Nabiki's exposed pussy hungrily.
The pair entered the room, Kasumi licking her lips only for Maeame to catch her tounge between her fingers and give her a stern look. "Nabiki, Akane, by the fact that you are having fun like that I am going to assume Akane is done her homework already."
The two youngest of the family froze, now aware of the new entrants to the room. "Y-yeah mom, totally done with it." Akane said nervously, only getting a raised eyebrow in response. "I see, then I suppose you wouldn't mind if I took a look at it later." She said knowingly, unsurprised when her daughter paled in response. "In any case, get some clothes on first, we need to have a serious family meeting." She said as she pulled herself a chair, her daughters quickly finding a place to sit as Akane got dressed.
"Now then." She began. "As you know, we have a guest staying with us, a very special one." she then went into the details of the reason Ranma arrived. After the explanation, Kasumi was notably upset.
"You mean to tell me he is supposed to marry one of us. But, he's a man! No, not even a man, he's a boy!" "True, but he's also a girl." Nabiki chimed up throwing Kasumi for a loop. Seeing her blank stare, Nabiki elaborated. "Apparently he and his dad fell into some cursed spring while training in china so he's cursed to turn into a girl whenever he gets doused in cold water and changes back when she gets doused in hot water. The dude came in completely soaked by the rain as a hot chick, and we didn't know she was actually a hot dude until Akane walked in on him in the bath and begged him to rape her." "THAT'S NOT WHAT HAPPENED! I DON'T LIKE BEING RAPED!" Akane's cry went ignored as Kasumi processed this new information.
Maeame cleared her throat. "Moving on, the reason I wanted to talk to you all is to discuss who would be the one who he is engaged to." This snapped Kasumi out of her thoughts. "Well it's definitely not me." she said. "You know how I feel about men, and weird girl curse or not he's a man just like all the others in town."
Nabiki pondered for a moment. "I'm not sure I would want to be engaged either. He's cute and all, and he doesn't seem too bad, but he strikes me as a bit of a meat head. If I'm going to run my business I want someone I can rely on to help out whenever I need something, and while bouncers and eye candy is useful, I don't want a husband that can only do that."
Akane internally was all for getting hitched with the hot new guy, but A. she didn't want her family to say she just wanted to get raped again, and B. a large part of her knew it was just her pussy talking, so she said nothing.
Looking at all three of her daughters, Maeame mentally prepared herself for what she was about to say. "Actually, I've done a lot of thinking about this, and I've come to a conclusion as to who would be best."
All three daughters leaned in close, equal parts curious and nervous. "I have decided that it would be best if Ranma was engaged to… all of us."
Back down in the dojo, Ranma was taking a break to grab some water.
"WHAT!" The sudden triple scream made him jump and drop the bottle he was holding.
Ranma turned in the general direction of the scream as he picked back up the bottle. 'Sounds like that family meeting is going well.' He turned to go back to the dojo, knowing it wasn't his place to investigate.
'At least I now know that they're all martial artists if they can all scream that loud. That or stage performers.'
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Back in Nabiki's room, all three girls were staring at their mother in various states of shock, and Kasumi was the first to express hers. "I just said I refuse to marry a man, and now you expect us to become what, his harem?" Nabiki followed up on this as she looked at her mother with a calculating eye. "Not to mention, you said 'us', implying yourself as well. Why are you part of this?"
Maeame fought down a blush. 'I underestimated how quick Nabiki would notice that.' "Yes well, I have my reasons." Clearing her throat, Maeame recomposed herself.
"As your mother, my greatest hope for all of you is that you find someone who you can spend the rest of your life with, specifically someone outside this family. Unfortunately, as all of us very well know, the quality of men here in Nerima is, lacking, to say the least." "That's for sure." Nabiki said with an eye roll. "If it wasn't, both my business and the dojo wouldn't be nearly as popular, not to mention your Saturday job."
Maeame shivered as her soreness from the morning came back at the reminder of what she was doing yesterday. Still, she pressed on with her explanation. "Correct, and as a result it has been all but impossible for any of you to find a man you want to do more than have a casual fling with, never mind consider marrying." Maeame took a deep breath, preparing for most important part of her speech.
"Ranma however, seems to be different. For one, he is definitely a skilled martial artist, something that Akane can testify to." Akane nodded. "Second, he is the son of your father's best friend, and your father wished to marry one of you to him, so because of that we should honor that by at least giving him a chance." This everyone agreed with, even Kasumi, albeit reluctantly. "And thirdly, from all of our interactions we've had so far, I can tell that Ranma is a good man, far better than any ive met since meeting your father, Ranma's own father included."
Maeame then looked to her daughters with a more vulnerable espression. "While obviously I cant say for certain what kind of person he is, the fact that he was so permissive of Akane's wrath and punishment, despite the fact that she was the one in the wrong." Maeame said that last part with a glare towards her daughter, though Akane simply rolled her eyes, already long over the event. "Tells me that he is a genuinely kind person."
The three daughters looked towards their mother with varying expressions.
Akane was contemplative, Ranma had taken her on an emotional roller-coaster, her opinions jumping around a lot. But through all this she had mostly focused on what he is, rather than who. But, she likes what he is, and it's seems like she might like who he is as well, unlike some others she knows, so she was up to try figure this out.
Kasumi was naturally doubtful, both having not seen any of this in person, and being distrustful of men by default, but held her tongue.
Lastly, Nabiki found herself agreeing with her mother. Ranma had been quite the good guest, a little passive for her tastes but that was to be expected when at the house of someone you've never met, and his confident side made itself known while he/she was sparring with Akane, and when he started flirting naked with her, but he never crossed any boundaries.
Hearing none of her daughters voice any complaints, Maeame pushed on. "As for why I want him to be with all of us, rather than just let you all chose, is because of how close we all are. I know for a fact that you girls won't be able to stop loving each other like we have been, and I couldn't dare dream of making you. But if one of you got married to a man that simply wouldn't be an option, so having you all marry the same man is perhaps the best option to ensure you never get separated." At this, Kasumi and Akane both nodded, fully understanding where their mother was coming from. Nabiki on the other hand had one last question she needed answered.
"That's nice and all mom, but that only explains why you want us to get together with him, but not why you including yourself in all of this."
Maeame sighed, Nabiki was always the most perceptive one, and the one least willing to let things lie.
"Like I said, I know that you won't be able to hold back from loving each other like we have been if one of you got married, and that also applies to myself as well." She then adopted a shameful look. "The main reason however, is that I just want to be a wife again." She said desperately, turning to Kasumi with an apologetic look.
"As much as I enjoy our little husband and wife roleplay Kasumi, it's just roleplay, no matter what I will always see you as my daughter first, and anything else second. I need someone, a strong man, who can take me in my arms and make me feel loved, feel like a woman without being reminded I'm a mother, or anything else. Ranma, he might be just what I need to feel like the woman your father wanted to marry."
This tugged on her daughters' heart strings. As much as they loved their incestuous lifestyle, they knew their mother wasn't entirely comfortable with it. So hearing her want to feel like a true wife, without the guilt of her taboo weighing on her, was enough to let them go through with it. Because as much as they loved their lifestyle, they loved their mother more.
And so, Akane smiled. "Alright mom, let's do this."
Kasumi sighed. "I may not like men, but I'm willing to see if this guy meets up to your expectations."
And Nabiki pondered. "Sounds good to me, we can figure out how the marriage will work later. Right now however, we need to figure out how to introduce him to the idea. Telling him flat out might scare him off, so what are we going to do?"
Maeame shed a tear of happiness. Despite her daughters' reservations, they still are willing to make this work. Once again recomposing herself, though with a far lighter look on her face, Maeame began to explain. "For right now, we're not. All we are going to tell him is that we plan to honor the engagement, but we aren't sure which one of you is going to be his fiancée. Over the next while we are going to get to know him, figure out if he is actually good enough for you girls, or if we should just break off the engagement entirely. As we do that" She put up three fingers. "We are each going to come up with three tests that he has to pass to prove he is good for us."
A scheming smirk found its way onto Maeame's face. "The trick is we aren't going to tell him about them. While we can push him in the direction of them and encourage him to do what he needs to do to pass, we can't out right tell him it's a test to make him worthy of us, or force him to do something he doesn't want to do."
She then put her hand down and looked at her daughters seriously. "One thing I need to make clear, either he gets with all of us, one of us, or none of us. If he passes all three of your tests then that means you are one of the options for him to marry when this is all said and done. There will be no twosomes or threesomes, either it's just one of us, or its all of us."
"In that case, one of my tests is going to be that he has to pass all of your tests." Kasumi said. The rest of the room rolled their eyes and nodded, but internally Maeame was disappointed. 'I expected she would do that, but I hoped she would have been willing to give him a chance of her own, rather than rely on the rest of us to prove him worth our time.' externally however she said different.
"Fair enough. So, are we all in agreement?" A chorus of nods and smiles, some more reluctant than others, came from the Tendo children, marking the end of the conversation.
And so, as 4 of the potential future wives of one Ranma Saotome moved downstairs to prepare for supper, we bring this introduction to a close. 2 major changes in circumstance have led to a very different start to our story, pushing it to be filled with more lust and love than may have reasonably been possible otherwise. As the dominos of time and fate fall, pushing things further in the direction it desires, we can only wait and see if our young man, whom is also a woman, will earn the right to take this love.
Key change in circumstance: The loss of a parental figure brought this version of the Tendo family closer together, rather than pushed them apart like the origional.
And that's a wrap for this long introduction to my next story idea. how this idea came about was I got on a Ranma kick and found a smut story that changed started from the begining of the series and though, this isnt as good as I expected, why dont I do that instead. Then, being the way that I am, I started rebuilding the series and planing way more indepth than i really needed to, and came up with the circumstance gimmick. I hope you enjoyed, and now onto a little thing I want to start doing where I go over my thoughts on parts of the OG series of the things I'm writing fanfiction for, as well as how the comunity seems to percive them.
For this chapter I'm going to share my thoughts on Genma, mostly because it will be a long time before he is relevant again in my story.
Genma is a slime ball, and a bad father, no questions asked, however one of the things I've notice that I dont agree with is that I've seen a lot of people slot him firmly into the role of an antagonistic force. People seem to forget that for all his faults, he is largely a good man. In the main series he is only an antagonistic force in 3 instances, and 2 of them are purely competition between himself and Ranma, while the rest of the time he is just a disruptive force trying to help in his own, often stupid, way. Beyond that he does not hesitate to step up when he absolutely needs to, often unsucsessfully, but still. He may have been a bad father, but he instilled some genuinely good morals in his son, admittedly some to minipulate him but that's besides the point, and he also trained him into the incredible martial-artist he is in the series. Overall, he is a fine man with many faults, but a force of good in the series rather than a force of crulety like I see many fics portray him as.