Son Turned Daughter, Chapter 48

An unusual disclaimer: Ranma1/2 is the trademark of Rumiko Takahashi and VIZ Communications, and its characters have been borrowed without permission. And Son Turned Daughter was originally written back in 2002 by fanfiction author Tangent. Please see the first two chapters of this series under his pen name. This series has been written for noncommercial use only.

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This story is not about sex but gender. It is set in a late 1980's that mixes with, from the perspective of our universe, the early 1990's: a time when binary gender identity was the unquestioned norm. Ranma dys-ease with having a female brain-body is a reflection of those born with the brain-body of a gender other than the one their chemistry says they actually are.

Note: In an effort to show the problem Ranma is having with gender identity, the different pronouns ('her', 'she', 'he', 'him', 'his') are used to indicate which is the more relevant at the time. 'S/he' indicates the increased ambiguity or conflict. Japanese, though, has no gender distinction in its pronouns. That is in the grammar and words used.

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Chapter 48

"It's too late for this. Go away, the clinic is closed!" Genma Saotome said, bothering to come down from Dr. Tōfū's infirmary. He wasn't alone; he had a late-night snack.

"It's RANMA!" Akane yelled before her frustration finally had her kick a great hole in the plate glass door. She came in with the smaller, dizzy girl in a princess carry.

"Ranma?" That got the father's attention.

"She's DEHYDRATED! She needs WATER! Cold water is the best!" Just like it was what was best for their relationship.

"I have hot tea."

"You're eating chips–Salt! Give them to your daughter!"

"Daughter?" he said, keeping them further away. "I have no daughter."

"Why YOU–"

Akane would have stomped on the idiot if the good doctor (in samue pajamas of his own) hadn't arrived. "Hurry: Into the elevator!"

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Ranma was soon in an infirmary bed with an IV in her arm. Akane explained why she had disturbed the healer so late at night, "Her kiss was so dry!" Even those big, beautiful blue eyes had lost their shine. So listless! (Why couldn't their first time as real lovers have been *choke* perfect?!)

"Did I hear right? You kissed?" Genma said. His opinion on same-sex sex was quickly resolved and: "Banzai!" He had even pulled out a small Sensu folding fan and did an Odori dance! "Oh, celebration!"

Akane suddenly realized what she had said–admitted to?–and became quiet, blushing.

"Your diagnosis is correct, Akane. Ranma has lost a lot of his, uh, her bodily fluids." Dr. Tōfū said. And with how much of it the samue (traditional) underwear had absorbed in a large stain centered around the girl's groin, he had a well-informed idea of why. "He must really like you."

"It's not me he "likes"(!)" she was barely able to keep her volume down. "I found him coming back from Ukyo's." Her best girl friend had now returned to being, psychologically, a boy. After all, boys are by definition perverts! "Shampoo was also there, I'm sure!" A threesome!

A, a 'girl'-girl-girl threesome. (Deny being jealous!)

"Not a Tendō girl?" Genma found he couldn't celebrate.

"Hmm." The doctor flipped the blanket away from his patient and firmly pulled down her pants.

"Fundashi shorts?" Genma said, bending over his child and adjusting his glasses.

"I'm only pulling them down as part of my–"

Akane punched Ranma's dad. He was immediately forced into a tight ball too close to the floor to have a good view of what was happening. Her foot on his face insured that. Of course she forgot he had the opportunity for an upskirt peek.

She quickly remember and was about to punt him out of a closed window, when her attention was drawn to what Dr. Tōfū said: "Aha, I was right: Ranma has not engaged in any actual sex activity, lesbian or otherwise."

"Really, Doctor!?" Akane's eyes lit up!

"I will stake my reputation on it." And he was. It was an educated guess, and from somebody who was more or less celibate, but he had to think of more than one patient. And he had known Akane for years.

"Then she didn't!(?)" Maybe theirs were their first true, sexual kiss! (If only she didn't have her doubts!)

During this time, the very lightheaded Ranma had retreated out of the world to try to deal with the trauma s/he had gone through at Ucchan's. The best one s/he ever had.

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There, a girl in a gray samue and a nude girl were sitting on the floor around a coffee table littered with the remains of four meals. The apartment reeked of girl.

"We really were dehydrated, leaking like we were. I'm glad Ikuko bought jugs of juice," Ukyo said about her cousin on the health-food kick. "Boy! I haven't ever been that horny before."

"Shampoo have," she said, finishing up two plates of it that she had made into junk food, the perfect antidote for dehydration. "All good must have bad. Is balance. Daoism say so." Then she muttered, "Stupid Daoism."

"At least I'm less wobbly now. Maybe I should stock electrolyte drinks in my restaurant."

"Why? Shampoo tell stupid master Womans Warrior no can have nice wet fun with slave."

"Well, I'm not one yet!" She tried to leer at the still undressed and stiff-nippled girl.

But couldn't. As much as she wouldn't mind another round with the heterosexual amazon who could only have girls as her sexual outlet (even masturbation wasn't allowed), she really couldn't do it with any real anticipation. Her heart wasn't into lesbianism. …unless it was with a pigtailed redhead?

Yes. Maybe. She would work on it.

"But you candidate for Womans Hero. Great-grandmother say so." Why, Shampoo couldn't remember; but she knew better than to question the Dìèr Zhǎnglǎo, Second Elder, of the tribe. If she did, she would need to make a 110 emergency call.

"An Honorary one!"

" "Honorary" mean…." Shampoo stopped to blink, distracted because a "Cat just come in window."

Ukyo saw she was right. A black cat had now softly landed on the floor. It had a perfumed handkerchief in its mouth.

A handkerchief it flipped over its eyes as soon as it saw a naked girl (though with enough of what a voyeur would be interested accidentally hidden from its current low perspective for it not to get a nosebleed).

"You can shoo, kitty. I'm not wasting any of my money on feeding you."

"Brr!" Shampoo suddenly shivered (and held her shoulders…which just happened to hide her bare boobs). "Me no like this cat. Feel like own ghost."

"Hear that, P-san; get lost!"

The phone rang.

"P-san?" Shampoo asked.

" "P" for "pussycat"."

The cat shook the handkerchief away from its face so it could leap in a bound up onto the narrow table near the apartment's main way out; there it kicked the phone's handset out of its cradle."

"Bad cat!" Ukyo cried, annoyed at having to get up. She scatted it away while picking up the handset so she could–

"Don't hang up, Ukyo Kuanji!"

"Who is this?"

"I'm Akane's sister. Nabiki Tendō."

"It's way too late to be chatting, Sister. So, so long–"

"Fourteen slaves!"

"You want to buy them!?" The "slave master" cried in disgust.

"I want to tell you how you can free them."

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Ranma roused herself. She was feeling less horny. But only less.

"Ranma!" Akane smiled.

"He's awake?!" Genma said, struggling to disentangle his arms and legs from the extreme yoga pose Tōfū's technique had him trapped in. He didn't deserve to be punished like this! (Or so he steadfastly wished to believe!)

"I dare say your yin-yang balance isn't balanced, Ranma-kun," Doc Tōfū said to her.

"That's for sure," Genma said. And went back to grunting and rolling about uselessly.

"If it means I'm feelin' something I don't remember feelin' ever before, you're right."

"Ah, now that feeling really is good news. You finally have your sexual awakening. That means you can begin to lead a more natural life." Tōfū did a sideways glance at Akane, hoping to assess her sexual energy. (He already knew how un-natural the Saotomes', Genma and Nodoka's, were.)

"If this is normal, than I don't…." But s/he couldn't finish the denial. Sex had its hooks into her.

But what about him? Would he feel the same when s/he could change back? What would he be, a man? …or still just a boy.

"I can give you an Yi Jing, Book of Changes, acupuncture treatment that will help in rebalancing your male and female halves," Dr. Tōfū smiled compassionately at him. "Moxibustion can later lock them together in place, like a locket."

"But will it work even when I can't become a male again?" s/he asked.

"And why can't you?"

"Because of what Shampoo's great-grandmother did to her!" Akanae told him. "Did to us! Ranma, me, Ukyo and even Shampoo–Her own granddaughter!"

"She calls it the C,Cat Tongue." Ranma told him.

"Cat Tongue? You cannot tolerate even warm water?" Dr. Tōfū almost laughed.

"It's no laughing matter, Doctor Tōfū!" Akane pleaded for her idol to understand.

"I assure you, I was only amused because I know how to counter that attack."

"You do!?" both victims cried in hope.

"Yes. I do. It's as simple as the Old Man Tokyo acupressure pattern!"

Ranma felt her female erection become stronger. "I can become a guy again!?"

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"The Kodachi Clause? …Uh, I think I remember the name…." As Ukyo recalled, it belonged to the girl in the green leotard that the winner of her division was to meet in the quarter final. Yes, she did remember fighting her. But she didn't want to. Some nasty things happened. Luckily the static in her memories of the day kept her from remembering all of the unpleasant details. It may have had the vibe of something out of a slasher movie.

"Being the one who organized the event, I am the one who had to negotiate with Kodachi Kuno so she would back the All-Girls Slave-for-a-Day Tournament. Unfortunately, only the Kunos had enough available money to finance the expenses.

"She, of course, had to set conditions. One, as you may remember, was that the combatants could only compete using "tools"." Ukyo's martial arts style was all about (okonomiyaki) tools, so she had no reason to think that proviso odd. "But being a rich, if you'll excuse the term, bitch, she had other conditions as well.

"I will read the relevant section of the contract: The losers of the All-Girls Slave-for-a-Day in Perpetuity Tournament will ever be a slave for 24 hours. And further, if they do not receive a signed letter of approval from their slave master, i.e., the winner of the tournament, in recognition of their being a satisfactory slave, then they will remain a slave for another 24 hours until said slave master is satisfied with their servile attitude. In perpetuity."

"Wait…wait. Let me get this straight…All I have to do to stop being a slave master is to give everybody an "A" on their report card?"

"It isn't that simple. Kocachi wanted slaves who would always be her slaves. Focus on 'will ever be a slave for 24 hours' and 'in perpetuity'."

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A few pokes and a steaming teakettle later:

"I'm a guy again!" The pigtailed guy in bed cried out in joy, moving his muscular upper body, delighted in not feeling boobs hanging off his shoulders and riding over his pecs. And also in that something was pushing up against his pants.

"Yes. You are," Akane said, trying to sound happy for her friend. She, too, of course, had received Dr. Tōfū's siatsu technique.

"Yes. For now," Dr. Tōfū said. "It is only temporary, I'm afraid."

Hearing that gave Genma the power to unkink himself and stand up, declaring, "Then we must make the most of this window of opportunity!

"Ranma! Akane! Here! Take this!"

"Why?!"

"It's a roll of tokens for the Happy Hours Love Hotel!"

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The clinic has an elevator? Does it make sense to carry an injured or handicapped person up a flight of stairs to a second-floor infirmary? And the second floor is where it is.

Shampoo does not yet know that Ryōga now turns into a black cat. And Ukyo never knew he, too, was cursed at Jusenkyo.

Judging by how Ukyo treated Konatsu, she is not entirely opposed to having a slave. Why she should be is to be explained in the next chapter.

The Yi Jing = I Ching, Book of Changes, acupuncture treatment is my idea. It, of course, is limited in its ability to bring about changes in a person's chi flow. It doesn't work against magic, and repeated treatment that can last months is required to continue to make the rebalancing stable.

The Old Man Tokyo acupressure treatment is in S2E5, Enter Mousse! The Fist of the White Swan. And that is entirely based on the manga's Phoenix Pill story arc.