Story: ANDFR: Tsundere Pervert

Here is the winner of last week's voting round. I have two different versions of the second scene, and have provided both so you can choose which one is closer to what should happen next.

Thread continues from option one of this thread.



Yesterday on their way to school, the two forcibly afianced young martial artists had entered into yet another heated debate. Today, one of them was standing topless in the street while the other greedily slurped upon milk pouring out of the nipples of the first of them. 'Twas quite the contrast! Where yesterday Akane had been torn between kissing the fool to shut him up and beating him into the dirt to acheive the same ends, today she was engaged in a very different internal squabble.

"What am I doing?"  Akane thought as she greedily slurped down this delicious, intoxicating milk. "This is... This isn't right! I shouldn't be... I shouldn't be doing this!"

"Why not? It tastes wonderful!" some traitorous part of her retorted.

"I'm sucking on Ranma's breasts like - like some sort of -"

"Pervert?"

Her internal argument was rudely interrupted when Ranma's moans filled her ears. "Oh god! Yes! Right there! Drink it down, drink it all down!" Though Akane could not see the motion exactly from the angle, she could tell from the way the rest of Ranma's body reacted. Ranma's head threw back, thrusting her enlarged chest towards Akane - not that any assistance in this area was particularly required - and let out a throaty moan. "Empty my tits! Go on, empty them!"

To her mounting horror, Akane found that she was attempting to do exactly that. It was like her body was acting on remote control, making her do things she'd never dream of doing under normal circumstances. Her tongue ran circles around Ranma's nipple, so many that she'd have long since lost count had she thought to make the attempt. Her belly was filling with milk, delicious fresh milk trickling down her throat and in spite of herself she could not stop herself from drinking it.

"I am not a pervert!"  Akane declared in her head. It wasn't like she wanted to do this! Or for that matter wanted to suck Ranma's cock earlier on either! She was being controlled by some external force, manipulated into it by some weird magical effect!

"What's wrong with being a pervert?"

The rest of her mind shut down a little for a second at that question. "What - What's wrong with - What's wrong with being a pervert?! Oh, not much. Just everything! "

"Be more specific. What's wrong with being a pervert?"

"Perverts don't care how anyone else feels! It's all about them, them them!"

"Not necessarily. Doesn't the sound of Ranma whimpering at your touch make you feel good?"

"I... I suppose so...."

At that moment, Ranma's breast ran dry of milk. With an audible and pleasant sounding plop, Akane's mouth flew free of one mound of flesh and in the very next instant began to suckle upon the other without missing a beat. Akane idly wondered when Ranma's arms had wrapped around her back like that, and when the two of them had collapsed into a seated position. She also wondered when her own hands had found their way down Ranma's trousers to cup her rather shapely rear end...

"Ranma feels good. You feel good. So, maybe perversion isn't such a bad thing after all?"
"Yes it is!" Akane internally insisted, though she was starting to feel a little flush and certainly very... wet, for reasons she couldn't identify. It felt kind of nice, but not nearly as nice as suckling this flow of liquid pleasure. "Perverts have no - no self control! "

"Sort of like you right now, eh? Can't stop yourself from sucknig his cock, can't stop yourself from sucking on her tits. Well then! Let me tell you why it's good to be a pervert!"

"No way! I won't buy it! I'll break free of this spell, and then - Wait..."  Akane's eyes flew open in fear, the only action she'd been able to manage of her own free will this entire time. The rest of her body was paralysed, still helplessly guzzling down the stream. "You've been referring to me as 'you'! If you were part of my mind, you'd be calling me 'us' or 'me' or something!"

"Oh, but I am you! The you that you are becoming. The you that will soon be. The you that you will want to become once your belly is full of Ranma's milk."

"N-Noo! I'll fight you! Get out of my head!"

"The you that can admit to herself and to Ranma how she really feels about the stud."

Akane suddenly froze in place as something strange began to happen. Warmth. A pleasant warmth beginning in her belly, deep, deep within. Growing heat. Spreading like a forest fire. If she'd still been standing, she wouldn't have been for much longer. Her legs felt so weak - no! It wasn't weakness, rather something else, something robbing control over her legs.

"The you that can acknowledge she loves him without getting angry or embarrassed."

"I don't love him! I-  I don't!"

"The you that doesn't repress her true feelings instead acting on them."

"I'm not like that! No!"

"The you that does not hide her lust for his touch, whether boy or girl."

"No!"

"The you that is not afraid to take him on a trip to heaven and back."

"No! Ah! What- what is this feeling? It... It's so..."

"The you that you are about to be."

"Yeessssssss!"

---

The haze of pleasure left Ranma's mind, though the experience still left her panting heavily. That had been a rather... intense experience, to say the very least. Akane withdrew her hands from Ranma's trousers and wiped at her mouth before pulling herself to her feet and - smiling?

"Are you feeling okay?" Ranma asked, genuinely worried about Akane now.

The response began with a sleepy hiccup. Realising what she'd just done, Akane quickly covered her mouth in shock and refused to let her eyes meet Ranma's. "I'm f-fine!" she stammered in response, fidgeting nervously and unable to stand still. "Re-really I am! Um... Could you please cover those up?"

For a moment Ranma was puzzled, until a cool breeze idly passed by and made a special effort to stop and say hello to her nipples. Ranma yelped, crossed her arms over her chest in a rather more feminine manner than she'd ever care to admit, and had to strain her shirt quite a bit to pull it over her enhanced chest. The best she could manage still made it snug against her, and left her midriff bare to the world.

"We should get you changed back to a guy before going to school," Akane said, pointedly staring at the aforementioned bare midriff. "If you show up looking like that, the girls will hate you and the boys will stare helplessly at you."

Yeah, I guess so... But aren't you upset about this whole thing? I thought you might pummel me or something."

"St-stupid!" she blushed and stomped the ground in frustration. "Of course I'm upset! But, I also realised it wasn't your fault! I mean, even someone as oblivious as you must have noticed your latest transformation seems to be having some weird effect on me!"

It must be. She would've hit him regardless of whether it was his fault or not. It wasn't hard to imagine: She realises what she's done, screams, clocks him and runs for the hills. Ranma wouldn't have been able to blame her for it in this instance, come to think. Instead she was nervously wringing her hands, only allowing her eyes to meet his for the briefest of moments before going back down to the ground, and occasionaly she'd run her tongue along her lips in an action that made it seems almost subconscious. The overall effect almost made her seem somehow... cute.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Ranma asked.

"I said I'm fine and I - I'm not fine!" Akane sighed and her various little fidgets intensified in speed. "The thing is... For the longest time I've... I've liked you. A lot. But... But I could never say anything because I thought you'd make fun of me. But given what's happened today, you've not... You've not said or done anything, and I can't hold it back anymore. I love you, you great big idiot!"

Whatever Ranma was intending to say in response would be forever a mystery, given as to the manner in which Akane suddenly launched herself at him and made a powerful effort to make Ranma swallow Akane's tongue. Had Ranma believed that Akane was screwing with her, that belief could now officially be quashed. She would never go so far for a joke. It wasn't in her nature. She really did like -

No. Maybe not. Maybe this was the milk talking. She didn't behave this way after sucking his cock in the bathroom earlier. She didn't behave this way until right this mometn, until after she'd sucked Ranma's heaving breasts dry. Another side effect of this strange transformation! It had to be! No way would Akane behave like this normally, yes, it was the only answer! With a tremendous force of will, Ranma seized Akane's shoulders and pushed her back at arms length, where she stood with a goofy grin on her face.

"I've wanted to do that for ages," she said, her voice dreamy and her eyes lidded. "Let's change you back into a boy, ditch school today and catch up for lost time."

---

The haze of pleasure left Ranma's mind, though the experience still left her panting heavily. That had been a rather... intense experience, to say the very least. Akane withdrew her hands from Ranma's trousers and wiped at her mouth before pulling herself to her feet and - smiling?

"Come on Ranma," she said. "We'd better get you some hot water before you get to school!"

Ranma nodded, feeling quite numb for the experience and pulled herself to her feet, though her legs were a little bit wobbly. Akane was right, of course. She couldn't go to school as a girl, not if her breasts were like this! Ranma fumbled with her shirt and did her very best to try and make some effort to cover up the ridiculous mounds, but to little avail.

"Listen, sorry about all this," Ranma said.

"Sorry about what? I'm the one that started assaulting your breasts like that," Akane replied, giving a slight shrug. "Honestly, it's all the more reason to get you changed back into a man. It's much less likely that anyone will try sucking your enlarged cock, since you're hiding it so much more effectively than you can hide those."

In a slightly more demure and feminine manner than intended, Ranma crossed her arms over her chest to hide herself a little better. "Um, are you sure you're okay?" she asked. "I thought... I thought you might be a bit cross at me or something."

"Not at all! I had an epiphany just now. A realisation that whatever changed you has an effect on the people around you. So all we have to do is be very careful that I'm the only one that sees you naked in future."

Ranma nodded. "That makes sense. I mean, there's no way you'd behave this way unless-  wait, run that last part by me again?"

"I'm the only one that sees you naked in future," Akane repeated, stepping closer and pushing Ranma up against the fence with her arm wrapped around the back Ranma's head. "After all, it's only right that I get to see you naked with all the sex we're going to have in future. Right?"

Ranma opened her mouth to answer, but found it rather difficult to give a coherent response given as to the manner in which Akane's tongue was rather making a thorough effort at preventing his mouth from forming the various sounds that make up human speech. Her mind raced and came to some considerably unpleasant conclusions rather rapidly. Akane's behaviour had been changing over the course of the day, and the changes were all more obvious immediately following an incident involving him and - and either sucking his dick or sucking her tits. Could the transformative spell have made her behave this different?

Once that thought entered her head, Ranma pushed Akane away at arms length. Not enough to hurt, merely enough to seperate. In response, Akane licked her lips and said "I've wanted to do that for ages. Mmm... Why don't we skip school today, then find a little place to have some fun?"