Watermelon Girl
by Chaos Orchid ← Ron Dow75
9.1 The Bedroom Challenge!
Ranma writhed on Akane's bed as s/he used all of her female strength, enduring the hurt and ache, to get the palm-sized, plastic-encased silk [ Safe Birth ] bag from the area between her belly button and her womb! The effort took cursed body's extra layer of softness centimeters in every direction s/he pulled!
"Ranma, it won't come off!" Akane urged the redhead to stop. It discouraged her, though; if Ranma couldn't free herself, she had to doubt her ability to removed the [ Father's Safety ] 'memori amulet from her arm.
"I can't give up! It's gettin' control of my dan-tian! You're a martial artist, you know what that means!" The dan-tian was the center of mass of the whole body; all of the other chakra points and lesser centers of the individual parts and organs of the body were connected to it by lines of force. But the most important parts for the martial artist were its direct lines to the feet and hands and head! The center of the star charged them with its power and the power of the everything else! It made every move efficient and effective!
But it also mean if s/he wasn't in control of it, s/he could become like a marionette puppet!
The kami shifted the amulet in a way Ranma hadn't been set to counteract– And s/he was thrown off the bed and onto the carpet! The mother-to-be landed mostly safely, though. Being able direct the dan-tian was the secret of the Saotome mid-air techniques.
The redhead sat up and put her elbows on her knees, thinking, "There's gotta be a way to win against it!"
"Ranma! Pull up your pants!" Akane told her, looking away.
Ranma had had to loosen her belt to reach the amulet. It was only now s/he realized her pants were below her crotch, including her boxers. "Aw, geez!" s/he said, lifting her butt up to pull them both up. "I'm girl, now; it shouldn't matter to you, Akane."
"You're in my bedroom(!) – And everybody in the house knows it!" she cried, pointing to the door.
"They're the ones who threw me in here!" s/he said, standing. "What? They think something's gonna happen between us? Feh, it won't!"
"It won't?" Akane's emotions were a tug of war, with none able to win.
"It won't?!" Ukyō's smiling face appeared at the window. Ranma was startled.
Nabiki took a picture. The pigtailed girl had dropped her pants. Her shirt was open. And her tank top had remained hung up on her nipples. There was enough under-boobage to think, "Kunō will buy it."
"What are you two doing!?" Akane demanded.
Nabiki answered, "We're standing on the first floor's roof, obviously."
Ukyō asked, "Ranma-honey, what did you mean by it won't happen?"
"I'm a guy! And I got a curse that's tryin' to steal that away from me! If I enjoy myself as a girl, it, could, win!" And Saotome Ranma never loses anything s/he can see as a martial arts challenge!
"So you're not going to go lezzy with Akane?" Ukyō squealed in delight.
"Who said I wanted to do anything like that!?" Akane cried.
"Ooh, little sister didn't call it perverted," Nabiki grinned. And she took another picture of the pigtailed girl. "I'll give you a discount on this one."
"Ranma, pull up your pants!"
As the pigtailed girl did, Ukyō encouraged her with, "Don't give in, Ranma-honey! It won't be worth it. Akane's has to be bad at it."
"What!?"
"You know, Kuonji, you said what sounds like a challenge." Nabiki wondered if she should call Sasuke and see if his spy cams were back online. It took the Kunō fortune to access the internet in Japan in 1992, and it was dial-up slow. At least he had that new computer gimmick called Photoshop!
"It won't be a challenge to me!" Akane insisted. "Sex is not important to me!"
"Of course it isn't, Little Sis. That's why you obsess over perverts. We all know how dirty your mind is, fantasizing it everywhere!"
Ukyō saw her opportunity and took it, "It is a challenge to me! Hang in there, Ranma-honey! I'll make a man out of you!"
"How can I be a man if I'm stuck in girl!(?)!"
"Stupid trial marriage!
"Oh, I know: Have your trial marriage with me! I won't stick you with having ta stay girl!" And she fell into a quick fantasy and said with a dirty laugh, "Not at all."
"Go! Leave! Get off the roof!" Akane yelled, slamming the window closed and yanking the curtains closed.
"Nabiki, did you bring a drinking glass?"
She was thinking of going to her room, next door. "The fun is no longer greater than the chill of the night air. I'm going inside."
"Okay, okay, me, too. Boy, I wish I drank. I could use some booze."
In Akane's room, Ranma told her, "I'm leaving, too, Akane. I guess I'll sleep in the dōjō."
"No!" Akane ordered, grabbing the pigtailed girl's arm. "I won't let them win! I'll show them we can sleep together as girls and nothing will happen!"
"Are you sure?" The redhead lifted the arm that held hers to where they both could see her amulet. "What about our kami?"
"Why should they make us have, have…sex?(!)"
"Gee, I don't know," Ranma said it, thinking the answer should be obvious, "Because the kami are too stupid to see we're not a married couple and you're not the husband of me, the 'wife' and mother of your kid?"
"Oh, you're right!" And Akane let go of the pigtailed girl's arm.
Or tried to. Her stupid kami wouldn't let her.
9.2 Across the Bed Together
Akane shook her arm, but she still had hold of the pigtailed girl's. "It's taken control of my hand! Just like it did when it made me feed you at supper!"
"It hasn't got control of my hand. Not complete control," Ranma said, battling against the [ Safe Birth ] kami. S/he reached the offending hand's pressure point.
And the [ Father's Safety ] kami had to involuntarily open, releasing its hold on her.
But it reached back for her again!
Her retreat wasn't smooth – and the pigtailed girl stumbled back onto the bed! Her pants and boxers slid down her legs to pool around her feet. Her shirt was open and her boobs were barely covered by her tank top. If somebody were interested in girls, it was a very tempting sight.
Akane was able to turn her back on the sight. "Cover up!"
"What about you?" Without any real modesty to begin with, s/he saw little reason to have some now, seeing as how Akane's left hand was battling with her right to keep her (green) blouse in front of her, hiding her (pink) bra.
Losing that skirmish, the furiously blushing girl went down to protect the snaps that held her (red) skirt up and on!
Her right hand opponent surprised her by lifting her bra cups up over one breast, then the other. And when she went to pull them back in place, it unsnapped and pushed on the skirt!
Akane still had control of her legs and she spread them wide to keep her skirt from falling to the carpet! It was so awkward she felt stupid and humiliated, "You're looking at this, aren't you!? Look away!"
Ranma realized s/he had been been. But it had been as a martial artists, looking for weak points of her soon to be engaged in opponent. The redhead turned away, saying, "Why would I want to look at an uncute girl like you?"
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Ukyō was no longer literally eavesdropping. Instead she was in Nabiki's room, standing by the wall next to her desk; her ear was against a drinking glass. "I paid you 1000 yen to hear what's going on next door; I expected something better from you than this, Nabiki. I thought you were supposed ta be the smart sister."
The one in baggy overalls rather than a boys uniform was sliding out one of the storage units under her bed, "I'm smart enough to record and not just look and listen." And she pulled out a tape recorder. "Voi la! My camera for sound." She pulled out the wire to the microphone and replaced it with one that went to a suction cup.
Ukyō was still annoyed. "I would've expected you to have this eavesdropping device already set up."
The middle sister sat and placed the suction cup to the wall above her desk. "I will admit events are happening faster than I had anticipated." She turned on the machine. "Now we wait."
"We wait!? I want real time results! I can't stand not knowing what Akane is doing to Ranma-honey!"
Nabiki pulled out a suction cup attached to headphones. "500 yen."
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Just as Akane thought to keep her skirt on by sitting on it, the right hand swung backwards violently, propelling her toward the bed!
Without the redhead looking, her own hands went out and pulled her onto the bed with her. Not in, but across the bed. The pigtailed girl was bottomless. The short-haired girl had on her panties. Polka dotted.
Both frowned and grumbled when the right hand snaked its way behind Ranma's womanly shoulders and hugged her. "This isn't my idea!" Akane protested.
"Like I'd let you do this if I had a choice!" S/he was able to elbow her centimeters further away.
"At least I'm not groping you like a pervert!" She said it while her eyes could see the pigtailed girl's perfect, casually uncovered breasts. She turned away.
And looked at the hand that could have molested female fiance. "Why aren't I?"
"What?!" the Ranma cried. "You do want to grope me!?"
"Of course not, idiot! I'm just wondering why only my right hand is effected? You said your kami has almost won over your whole body."
"It hasn't won, yet! I'll find a way to defeat it and get my body back!" Even as s/he said that, her torso rolled to be pressing against Akane's skin, her face near her boobs. When had she lost her bra? Was her breasts fuller? Her nipples harder?
Ranma, the martial artist, could still use her blood-flow techniques to keep it from pumping, plumping up her boobs and…other areas. S/he had to think of something else! Like, "Why only one arm? Maybe your kami can't get good hold on your dan-tian 'cuz you're clumsy."
"I wasn't clumsy until you barged into my life! I won against a horde of hentai everyday! " Her left hand squeezed the too voluptuous cutie's left boob! The impulse startled! She hadn't done that since the day she had met P-chan! Turning as red as an akane dye, her hand jolted away like lightning!
"Dirty move, Akane! Anything-Goes does not mean anything goes!"
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Agitated, Ukyō became unstuck from the wall, "Akane's attacking Ranchan! I'm sure of it!" Ukyō cried. "And not with a hammer, this time!" Or maybe the violent girl would soon be! Her imagination told her rival in a reverse cowboy using the handle of the hammer to– "I have to protect, Ranma-honey!"
"Interfere and the two dad's will kick you out of the house," Nabiki calmly reminded her. "And then you leave Ranma entirely at the mercy of little sister."
"What can I do!? Ranma's manhood is in danger!"
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NOTES to Section 9:
The reason Akane's omamori is attached to only her right side is because of its directive, [ Father's Safety ]. It's main aim is not to protect her but to condition her into thinking to protect the wife and child even when the charm is gone. This requires a certain amount of independence so it becomes the father's choice.