Watermelon Girl ✩
by Chaos Orchid ← Ron Dow75
10.1 Trust In Things to Go Wrong
"Ranma's manhood is in danger," Nabiki agreed with Ukyō. "But there is a fix."
"There is?! Tell me what it is!" The girl in the boys uniform reached for her battle spatula. And grasped air.
Only then did she remember it wasn't there(!) Nabiki held up her hand anyway, "Only it's a patch job. And I'll have to talk to Kasumi about it. She's studying to be a nurse. She'll probably want to consult Sakura about it."
"Sakura? She's that trial marriage counselor that's messing with Ranma-honey! She had no idea how it's damaging him by telling him he has to pretend to be a wife! He has a curse of having to be a girl half the time! What he needs is practice being a man ! Let him be the husband! Let Akane –
"Let me be his wife! I can be better at the role than she can! No offense to your family, Nabiki, but it's the truth! "
"None taken and it is the truth. Just hang in there. Trust in things to go wrong with those two."
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Akane was still in something like a shock for having squeezed Ranma's boob, "Sorry!" The best defense is an offense(?) "It must have happened because I'm clumsy! " And her hand became poised to molest the her again. Almost. She had to win against her renewed inhibitions again.
The pigtailed girl's [ Safe Birth ] kami shifted and Ranma found herself snuggled even more against [ Father's Safety ] Akane. At least it protected her injured boob more and made it more awkward for the assaulter. But it also put her face so close to right boob s/he could feel her breath returning from it.
And Akane's breast was warmer than it had to be. And so was the same sex Ranma had made a habit of ignoring as much as s/he could. S/he had been going girl long enough to have a good idea of their typical body heat. "Gee! You're a martial artist, can't you even direct your blood flow(!)? It's a basic part of healin' techniques! Feel how I can take the heat from my boobs and, and down…there –And other places!" S/he was tempted to make her hand cold and grope Akane's own boob!
"Well, excuse me! I must not be a real martial artist!" It hurt Akane to say it, but she said it. She used the hand she still controlled to push Ranma away from her. But, touching the pigtailed girl's flesh, she couldn't. She had the impulse to caress her arm…and hip…and…. It was delayed long enough to no longer be an impulse.
But her good hand remained on Ranma's arm. While her bad right hand under the redhead's shoulders was beginning to go to sleep.
Both of Ranma's hands were bad because of her kami and her right one placed itself on the short-haired girl's exposed belly and began rubbing it. Each stroke went closer and closer to her panties. "Aw, Geez! I hope my stupid kami is very stupid and makes me give you a blowjob or something on something you don't got."
"Ra,Ranma, I wish you could make it stop(!)"
"I don't like it, too," s/he grumbled, determined to dislike it!
"I, I think I might like it(!)" she said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, you're admittin' you like girls!(?)"
"You don't feel like a girl(!) Your hand is too cool!"
"Too cool?" S/he had a flashback montage of times when Ryōga and other guys had fought her, and when Kunō and Happosai had molested her. The guys usually felt cooler. And the girls who touched him while a guy were usually warmer. Even hot. Girl touching girl was more neutral. "Aw, man! Are you sayin' my keepin' my blood low in places I don't wanna feel good is makin' you feel good?" The short-haired girl nodded. "I can't win!" And s/he almost had enough control to make a fist and hit something. The 'something' would have been Akane, but…
"Okay! I'll heat up! Maybe that'll turn you off!" It would take a small while to reverse course, though. And her hand was approaching the panties! Did s/he have enough time to bring her warmth up past her insulating layer of fat!?
Akane flinched and tensed as the pigtailed girl's fingers slid under her waist band!
To Ranma's surprise before hers, the [ Father's Safety ] 'mamori appeared to the side of Akane's belly, over her appendix. "It can teleport!" s/he cursed the cursed thing. "I knew I didn't have it on me when I went in Ucchan's . And then it went from my ankle to my dan-tian!" There would be no escaping it, it seemed!
Even as s/he was talking, her left hand was pulling the panties towards Akane's thigh while her right was reaching for something not there. "It looks like my kami is stupid. But not as stupid as yours: It missed your dan-tian!"
"It was because my right arm is numb! Stupid kami for keeping it under you!"
"Whyever; it looks like you're gonna be a puppet, too. Only more awkward and clumsy."
"Did you have to insult me?! We're being made to do perverted things; do you have to make it any more unpleasant!?(!) "
"Yes! You're not gotta lose who you are! I am! I'm gonna know what sex is like as girl before I know it as the guy me!"
"Honestly?! How can you get to be 16 and not have even, even…." The short-haired girl could not bring herself to say the perverted word. Instead she pointed with her head down at Ranma's female hands, "That! "
Ranma had not fought against what the kami was doing; s/he was hoping to keep it a fool by air-stroking the missing cock. But real attention had been brought to it. The imagined cock was not his*. He* had never gotten his* dick up into a cock. It was like s/he* was giving a handjob to some other* 'guy'.
Ranma became unstable!
10.2 Pride of the Tiger!
The fake out air-stroking a dick that wasn't there worked for a minute before the kami controlling the core of the uncovered girl's movements noticed. Her dan-tian had chi lines that went through the air to her feet and hands; the movements weren't the same if the hand actually gripped something. But Ranma was able to stubbornly continue half-a-minute more. It told her the spirit of nature had limited awareness. A kami indwelling something, even a shrine's omamori charm, wasn't an independent god. A charm has only limited powers, after all.
But they were committed to whatever writing and chanting had given them animation. [ Safe Birth ], it seemed, meant the mother-to-be should not be stressed by the father of her child. Their conjugal duties should be a favored way of bonding together in marriage. In Japan, sex was supposed to be entertaining. 'Rest and relaxation'. 'Sharing a kink'.
Ranma hand wrestled with the same hand reaching for mostly exposed Akane's still panties-covered sex. Would the kami even care if that was all it felt? "I, do, not, want, to!" s/h said through clenched teeth. But it was going to happen.
"No!" Her pants near her ankles, the redhead redirected her attention to her thighs: The chi puppet 'strings' did not go through her legs and arms directly to reach her feet and hands. The kami moved her feet against the floor to place her back further across the bed.
Still the redhead resisted. Her bare knee bumped down into Akane's thigh.
Akane reacted–She hit her knee up against it! And that wasn't punishment enough for her: She kicked her foot against Ranma's foot! "Stop trying to climb on top of me, too!"
And the reactions interfered with the kami! Ranma brought her knowledge of countermoves into play against it…. And s/he was just able to fall off the bed! It was a victory in the war, as the kami took her hand away from Akane to join in pushing the pigtail girl back onto the bed! S/he had slightly more control of her knees and elbow; as the kami gained more control over those, Ranma could fight for more control of her feet and hands!
Meanwhile, Akane was able to roll off the bed and across the floor! Only for her own kami to roll her back!
The pigtailed girl's kami set her to go after her! It could by bypass her knees by having her leap for her 'hubby'. Then any use of her knees and elbows during the forced makeout would be hurting Akane! Worse will be the humiliation they both will be enduring! Hers will be the worse, because
"–I am a guy! " Ranma cried, literally exploding ! KRRUUM! Her clothes blown off, s/he was slammed up against the wall next to the bed. Her body fell on the wrecked bed! Everything in the room was effected by the energy blast: The draws of Akane's desk popped out onto the floor; its contents joining with every loose thing that was falling, scattered; the desk's chair rammed the bookcase, sending books out, many battered; the vanity's drop-down top fell open, sending makeup about the room; it, too had drawers.
Akane's [ Father's Safety ] protected her. But she still was still banged hard against her door! "Ow!"
She then fell into the hall when Kasumi opened the door. She didn't say an 'Oh, my!'. Instead, she went straight to the naked woman groaning on the mattress half off the broken box spring mattress. "Are you alright, Ranma?"
"I'll heal. Don't know what happened, but…" s/he pushed herself up to sitting and shifted her feet. And s/he smiled, "I'm no longer controlled by that stupid kami!" The 'mamori charm, though, was still attached to her halfway between her navel and womb.
S/he couldn't pull it off. "Aw, man! This means it's only knocked out!"
"I don't think kami can be. I believe, they'd have to be inhabiting a body that can be unconscious."
"Mine still has me!" Akane griped, now on her feet. At least the right foot seemed to belong to her.
"Ranchan!" Ukyō cried, rushing into the room. Headphones were around her neck that had a wire ending in loose wires. Her hands dropped from her aching ears on seeing the bottomless rival. (One hand over her privates, Akane went for the nearest skirt, while pulling down her (green) blouse; she regretted leaving her (pink) bra above her nipples.) Her fiance was nude, too, but at least he was female. From what she had eavesdropped in Nabiki's room, she was confident her man wasn't lesbian. And she would make certain he wouldn't be once she had her way with him! She ran to her! "I'm so glad everything is okay!" she hugged the pigtailed girl!
"Okay!? Look what the molester did to my room!" Akane cried, pulling out her favorite mallet.
Only for her left hand had to battle to use it! Of course the kami's side was strong–It cheated by leveraging against the muscles of her right!
Ranma pushed against the girl dressed in her boys school uniform. "Stay away from me, Ukyō. I don't know what this stupid kami'd do to you if you interfere!"
"Kami?" She looked down to where Ranma gestured and saw, "A charm? … Safe birth!? "
Nabiki made herself heard, "And Akane has an omamori that reads, Father's Safety . Remember, I said they were in a trial marriage. And you brought up role reversal therapy, where Akane is supposed to understand what it's like to be a father, and Ranma…" she paused to smirk, "...the mother."
"It's all because of that jackass of a marriage counselor; Sakura, isn't it?(?)" Ukyō reached for a battle spatula that wasn't there. "Ranchan pretending to be a wife isn't good enough for her psycho claptrap!
"Ranma, I'll let you be my husband!"
Kasumi had set the desk chair back up and was now sitting on it. "Nabiki, Ukyō-san, I must ask you to leave. I have something important to discuss with Ranma and Akane." She turned to them and said, "I called Sakura."
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NOTES to Section 10.2:
The Pride of the Fierce Tiger, Mōko Takabisha. Ranma had trained long and well enough to attain the technique in Chapters 202-207, the "Lion's Roar vs Tiger's Pride" Arc. And S7E5-6, "From the Depths of Despair".
The "Watermelon Girl" story occurs in Chapters 191-193 and S6E14. Humiliated, losing face to himself, the part that refused to give up on being a man, s/he released a potential he had not sought before! It is still untrained and raw.