Story: Parallel Ranma

I hope this meets everyone's expectations. Have fun with it.


<b>Regular Universe</b>
There was a certain something you had to keep in mind about Kodachi Kuno. To her, cheating was a thing that other people did. Why, it was unthinkable for someone like her to cheat. Oh, perish the thought! She wasn’t the type at all. She was fighting with all fairness, and quite often did so before the battle even began. What was more, how could it possibly be her fault that the enemy failed to anticipate and prepare for battle in advance? No, Kodachi Kuno fought with complete and total fairness. This was why her preferred method of attack involved paralysis powder, concealed spikes and psychological torment. See? Perfectly fair manners of fighting, especially when engaging the enemy before the battle.

Therefore to her twisted mind there was absolutely nothing unfair about sneaking along the rooftop to attack the bitch that was most responsible for standing in the way of true love. Akane Tendo was certainly not the best martial artist in the area by quite some measure, but she was certainly skilled <i>enough</i> to be a handful. Not so much when she was unwell. It would be a trivial matter to remove this pest, this supposed fiancee of her beloved Ranma, in a completely fair ambush while she was too sick to fight back.

“Ohohohoho!” Kodachi crowed. She slid the window to her rival’s room open and slipped inside. Akane turned towards her more sluggishly than usual, confirming her state of illness, though Nabiki’s presence in the room as well was a little bit of a surprise. Perhaps quarantining themselves to prevent spreading the illness further? Kodachi cared not. Their lower class illnesses would have no effect on her at all. Ignoring Nabiki, Kodachi’s ribbon lashed out and wrapped Akane in a cocoon. “Finally!” Kodachi said to her captured foe. “You are completely at my mercy. How does it feel?”

“Feels goooood,” Akane moaned, which was not the reaction Kodachi had been expecting. “Punish me! I can’t take it anymore! Please punish me!”

“… If you insist, you deviant. I’ll start by -”

She would start by being tackled by the supposed non-threat Nabiki Tendo, who very rapidly attempted to clean Kodachi’s tonsils with her tongue. The gymnast was so caught off guard by the attack that her grip on her real target loosened during the time it took for her brain to process what was happening. Once it had, she was able to use her greater dexterity and flexibility to pull herself away from the - From the deviant’s grip! Except that she suddenly found her jacket pulled from her back and her arms pinned to her sides from behind.

“All we wanted was to be left alone,” Akane whispered, punctuating the sentence with a series of kisses along Kodachi’s neck. “We almost had it under control.”

“And then you showed up,” Nabiki breathed, crawling towards Kodachi in a manner akin to a man in a desert towards an oasis. “Teasing us with your lithe body with only a green string bikini to cover it.”

“Unhand me, peasant!” Kodachi demanded, then she shuddered from unexpected pleasure coursing through her body when Nabiki began to rub her hands up and down her legs. “I- I said unhand me! Do not treat your betters in such an uncouth manner!”

“That’s right!” Akane breathily said. “Talk dirty to us!” The irksome tomboy pulled her body closer and, without losing her grip on Kodachi’s arms, began to fondle the gymnast’s breasts. “I can’t fight it anymore! I don’t even want to!”

“Deviants!” Kodachi spat. “When your sister claimed you were unwell, I thought she meant in body instead of mind! Do not drag me into your twisted games!”

“Really now? Fine talk from someone sneaking into someone else's bedroom in such a lude bikini... Sounds to me like someone wants a spanking,” Nabiki observed with obvious playful relish. “We’ll be only too happy to oblige.”

Kodachi attempted to call for help, but found herself muted considerably when Akane Tendo whirled her around and clumsily pressed their lips together. A treacherous part of her considered simply allowing this to continue. A part whose voice was, to her own confusion, growing louder and louder with each passing moment.
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<b>Pervert Universe</b>
It really was a beautiful day. Not a cloud in the sky. The sun’s rays came down like a welcome friend creating a perfect atmosphere for a pool party. Hot enough that you wanted to stick around outside and make the water the most pleasant thing about the day. Though not everyone was in the water. Not everyone was engaged in horseplay. At least one person was lying on her back, getting a suntan.

The relaxed posture of this particular young woman might give the impression that she was simply lying in place, doing nothing else but soaking in the sun’s rays. Those people would be wrong. The sunglasses over her eyes hid the fact that Nabiki Tendo was watching everything going on in the pool. Who was present. Who was fucking whom. How they were fucking, how long they took, and so on and so forth. Little details like that could pay off dividends down the line, and it was also a great source of personal enjoyment for someone like herself that tended to get off more on other people screwing than engaging in it herself.

Her attention drifted back towards Ranma, a typical central point of attention on any given day. Nabiki did so love to torment him at any given opportunity, but these days the chances were few and far in between. Today, though… There was something a little bit different about him. Something in his body language. Something <i>wrong</i>. Usually he was so confident. Usually he was so certain. But when he had been having sex with Akane just now, it was as if it were the very first time he’d ever done so. Then afterwards, before being intercepted by Shampoo and Ukyo, it was as if he’d been trying to escape…

“Five hundred yen, and you can rub lotion on my back.”

The boy passing by stopped, turned and looked at Nabiki. She responded by tilting her sunglasses to look him directly in the eyes. He hesitated, but only until she smiled. It wasn’t intended as a seductive smile. More like a snake, a devious kind of smile that told anyone watching that they were trying to manipulate you and didn’t care if you knew it. For some reason it turned boys’ wills to jelly when she did it and the same was no less true here. He meekly nodded, she turned over and he began to rub. She let out the prerequisite moans and whimpers automatically but her thoughts weren’t remotely on the boy she was fleecing. Instead, she was keeping a close eye on Ranma. What was up with him all of a sudden? Why was he behaving in such a weird way?

Whatever the reason it piqued her curiosity, and provided her with an opportunity to have a little fun. Especially since her dear little sister was making her way around the pool towards her. Was that concern on her easily readable face? Dear me, dear me. What wonderful opportunities for a little fun were about to open up in Nabiki’s future? She could hardly wait to find out.

1. In the regular universe, Kodachi surrenders to the sisters.
2. In the regular universe, Kodachi escapes the sisters.
3. In the pervert universe, Nabiki and Akane discuss Ranma’s odd behaviour.
4. In the pervert universe, Ranma deals with Shampoo and Ukyo.
5. Something else