Story: Ranma Meme: Mutations

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One major benefit to having a girlfriend was not lost on Ryoga, which both made for rather a first and happened to be a turn of phrase that led quite nicely into what the nature of that benefit was. She understood his inability to get anywhere and compensated for it. Akari simply loved Ryoga so much that she would wait for him. And wait. Patiently. For him. When they were together she would lead the way, arm in arm with him sometimes with her head resting gently on his shoulder. It was at times like that when he realised his crush on Akane had been simply that. A crush on a cute girl that had been nice to him. Nothing more than that. With Akari it was different. With Akari not only was his feeling reciprocated, but it felt deeper. Whatever he did to deserve such a sweet, innocent girl...

"Here it is," Akari said. "The Tendo Dojo. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Ryoga solemnly nodded. "Someone has to tell them what happened. He may have been an evil old pervert, but even so."

He knocked on the door still not sure entirely what to say. Ryoga had never told anyone anything like this before, never had to... had to tell them... Anything like what he found. It was so sad, even for someone like Happosai. The gate soon opened, and Kasumi Tendo's friendly face greeted them.

"Ah, hello Ryoga!" Kasumi said, welcoming as ever. Her eyes flickered down, and Ryoga blushed as he realised she'd noticed the rather prominent bulge that he'd been quite unable to hide. "Are you here to play with Ranma?" she asked after a moment of stunned silence. There was an almost hopeful refrain to her voice, as though she hoped the answer is no. "If so, he's in the training hall."

"Thank you Kasumi," Ryoga said. "Could you lead me there? There are things we need to talk about."

"I'd like to talk with Akane while you're gone," Akari said. "She's such a nice girl. I can see why you'd be friends with her."

Yep. Friends was all they were destined to be, him and Akane. A time once existed where that thought would've crushed his spirit, but now? Now he rolled with it. Now, he was stronger, a better person, happier in his life. Content with the idea that Ranma would keep Akane safe and happy. Ryoga only wished that he didn't have to be the bearer of such sad news...

As Ryoga approached the training hall, he realised he didn't have the slightest idea of how to approach this subject. Little did he realise at the time, this would not be all too much of a concern before long.

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Mutation occurs in nature and is not remotely like what is typically shown in science fiction. In fiction, a mutation is capable of allowing a person to fire concussive beams from the eyes, move things with the mind alone and other such wonders. This is not remotely close to reality. In truth, mutations are even more wonderful and even more terrible, but to understand this requires a modicum of imagination. It happens in all things that reproduce, for it is inevitable that a copy will eventually fall under the influence of something external to the reproductive system. It happens in people. It happens in machines. And it definitely happens in memes, by far the fastest mutative capable concept known to exist.

As a basic example, take Ranma Saotome and Akane Tendo. This morning, Ranma had awoken with a meme stuck in his head. It was a simple enough concept to grasp. Being hung was more fun, guys that are hung are always right, and so on. The meme contained the capacity for reproduction by simple and expert hypnosis that the meme carrier did not even know they were conducting, transforming another person into another carrier of the meme. He had done this to Akane Tendo, neither of them aware of what had truly transpired.

But Akane's mind was not like most. She had a different subconscious idea of what hung meant, resulting in the meme mutating as a direct consequence of its environment (ie: The mind of Akane Tendo). This mutation meant that anyone she passed the meme on to would also be convinced beyond reproach of her frankly unrealistic expectations of what precisely entailed "hung". An expectation now passed on to Kasumi, Akane's eldest sister.

Then there was the middle sister, Nabiki. Oh, but there was Nabiki.

Where the other two Tendo girls were rather kind and considerate in their own special ways - one motherly, the other more like a buddy - Nabiki didn't really bother all that much with nice or kind. She was in it for herself, nine times out of ten. Playing jokes on others for her own amusement, selling them out for a little quick cash, blackmailing, extorting, cracking wry observations about the antics those around her were involved in and generally being a nuisance for her entertainment and hers alone.

So one can imagine that the meme had found a rather naughty environment to play around in.

Nabiki scowled as Ranma pulled his trousers back up and folded her arms in front of her. "You know Ranma, it really is a shame you seem to be so set on Akane," she said, licking her lips. "Wouldn't it be better if we were to - I don't know - try out the engagement again? I wouldn't sell you out this time -"

"Who says I'm set on Akane?" Ranma interrupts with a sniff. "That uncute tomboy is in another one of her moods. That's all there is to it."

Akane is an uncute tomboy. Nabiki knew that. She also knew that Akane is another one of her moods. Ranma saying so simply confirmed it for her. After all, he was hung. He was hung so he was right. And he was so much fun to be around. If only she could get his trousers off so she could show him how much fun she was to have around...

"You'd better not be teasing me, come to think," Ranma said. "I know what you're like. Am I really hung? You said I was, but -"

"I'm not lying," Nabiki shook her head, unable to take her gaze away from his now covered crotch. "You're hung. You're really hung. But - But Akane may not think you are."

"Why not?"

"I may have put some poor ideas into her head," Nabiki explained. She shrugged, still watching Ranma's crotch with an increasingly hungry look in her eyes. "The poor girl thinks a guy has to be hanging down to his knees before he's considered particularly large."

"Rather than superhumanly so," Ranma scowled at her. "No wonder she's in a foul mood with me all the time! She must think my cock is way too small to satisfy her."

"I can correct that particular misconception for you," Nabiki smiled, only now breaking her gaze to look Ranma in the eyes. "If you promise to let me have a little taste. That's not so much to ask, is it? Have sex with a cute girl and she does you a favour."

Look at that, he was even blushing. Oh, sure he'd had no trouble showing off his member but now he was embarassed. Now of all times he was worried about showing intimacy. No wonder he was so much fun to hang around with.

"Ranma!" a familiar voice said from the front of the training hall. Nabiki turned to notice Ryoga open the door with his eyes cast to the ground. "There's something we need to talk about."

Whatever else he had to say, Nabiki didn't pay any attention. Nor did Ranma, come to it. Both of their attention was drawn immediately to the large bulge in Ryoga's trousers, betraying the sheer and considerable size his penis now possessed. It was... monstrous. The very living image of what Akane must believe was a large manhood, but Nabiki was doing some mental math and realised that it was simply too big. Far too big to satisfy a woman without hurting her. But still, pretty damn big.

Nabiki scowled a little at the realisation. She wanted a hung man, but that meant something closer to Ranma rather than Ryoga. Nabiki, being of a somewhat practical and pragmatic mindset dismissed the possibility of considering Ryoga hung. Someone packing that would surely be anything <i>but</i> fun for a girl to have sex with! Besides which the eternal lost boy was putting rather a hinderance on her putting the moves on Ranma so the best for him to do would be to piss off and bug someone else.

"Are... Are you two going to be okay with that?" Ryoga said, prompting Nabiki to blink in realisation that he'd said everything he'd come to say and she hadn't heard a word. From the look on his face, nor had Ranma.

"Um, well..." Ranma started, and she could see the formation of a bluff behind his eyes. "I-I think we'll be alright. Thank you for telling us about... that... thing."

"Are you sure?" Ryoga asked. "I mean, I know you didn't like him much, but I'd have thought you'd react a bit more."

"Just taking it all in,"Ranma said, rolling on the back of his heels with his hands in his pockets. "A lot has been going on today, so... So we kind of have a lot on our minds."

"Oh yeah?" Ryoga blinked in surprise. "Want to talk about it a little bit?"

"Perhaps if you gave Ryoga a visual demonstration," Nabiki said. "Do you have a coin?"

Indeed Ranma did. He extracted it, but drew his hand back when Nabiki attempted to grab for it. "I give you this, you'll wind up taking it and not giving it back," He said. Which was true enough. Like everything else he ever said.

"Hmph! Be that way. Just hold it up so Ryoga can see!" Ranma shrugged and held up the coin as instructed, though Nabiki did notice that the way he was holding it happened to catch the light a little. Hopefully that wouldn't prove too distracting to Ryoga while she attempted to explain the situation to him. "Watch the coin Ryoga," the lost boy was rather an excitable sort as well, so she decided it might be best if she explained it as slowly as possible...