For a few moments, all Ranma could do was watch as the three girls fought one another. Akane would reach out to grapple Kodachi, incidentally giving her a rather thorough grope in the process. Kodachi’s ribbon would lash out and smack Ukyo on the rear end and Ukyo in turn threw her spatulas in such a way that they would cut right through what little clothing the other two had, revealing even more of their perfect, smooth and inviting skin. Flesh that yearned to be touched. Begging, pleading for attention from the eye, from the hands, from anything that it could get attention from…
Ranma shook her head and resolved to escape this situation as quickly as possible. This whole thing was getting to her. For a fleeting second she had considered actually joining in the fight, stepping into the elegant, erotic display that felt as though it had been intended entirely for her enjoyment. Had she not known better, it would have felt as though they had deliberately choreographed this battle to draw explicit attention to each other’s enhanced figures in some bizarre attempt at seduction. The only way that Ranma could think of to escape the hypnotic effect was simply to squeeze her eyes closed and, now that it seemed the paralysis effect was gone, crawl backwards away from the trio to get a little bit of clarity back and properly think through what needs -
“Airen!”
A pair of strong, slender, powerful arms wrapped around Ranma’s neck and pulled her head directly into the midst of a very pleasant valley of flesh. All of a sudden Ranma found it rather a difficult thing trying to think about what she was doing just now, especially with the way that one of those hands was playfully tousling her hair. Her senses were being overloaded with sensuality.
“Shhhh,” Shampoo shushed when Ranma unknowingly whimpered. “While silly bimbos fight, airen have fun time with Shampoo, yes? No care if girl. Airen is airen, just need be quiet to not attract attention. Then we have lots of fun time without dumb sluts!”
“And only a bimbo would be stupid enough to shout and then ask someone else to be quiet,” Akane snarled. Ranma opened her eyes just in time to see Akane pounce on Shampoo like a wild tiger. “I’m not doing this because I like him or anything!” Akane denied. “I just want to have a little sex. I mean, if Ranma wants to -”
“Shampoo getting really sick of stupid tomboy act,” Shampoo said, and, to the surprise of pretty much nobody present, easily overpowered Akane’s grip and flipped her onto the ground, pinning her shoulders in place and hovering over Akane, seemingly offering no room for escape. “You say you no want, try make him chase you! People say Shampoo devious, but you is even sneakier! At least Shampoo is honest about wanting airen!”
“Oh, I’m sorry!” Akane sarcastically replied. “Did I at any point erase <i>your</i> memory, blackmail Ranma to get a date, try to brainwash him into hugging up against your curvaceous, enticing body? Did I ever try to murder or threaten you?”
Shampoo opened her mouth to reply, but before she could say a word Akane’s tongue worked faster, as her head dashed upwards and began to lovingly lick Shampoo’s nipples. The warrior girl gasped at the unexpected attack, and Akane was able to slip free of Shampoo’s grip, then maintained her advantage by expertly stimulating Shampoo’s enlarged breasts with her fingers while pressing a knee firmly but gently in between her legs. Under normal circumstances Shampoo would completely cream Akane in any physical competition, but this unexpected avenue of attack had completely turned the tables! Now it looked as though Akane was going to make Shampoo cream instead.
“That was always your problem,” Akane said to her whimpering rival. “You’re so aggressive about what you want that you scare him off. You had such a cute face and a tight, perfect body even before this change. If you’d been more patient, maybe you could have even won him over. You need more than perfect -” she leaned in for a kiss - “kissable breasts to -” another kiss - “seduce… Mmm.”
And now they were just making out in the middle of the street. Ranma quickly looked anywhere but directly at them, because she strongly believed that the slightest glimpse might wear down the rest of her resolve and then - Weren’t they just having an argument? If Akane had succumbed so quickly to the sensation of Shampoo’s breasts, odds were pretty good that resisting the sight of them making out would ruin the will of anyone with a libido. A not unpleasant, stinging sensation shot through her magnificently formed rear end, causing Ranma’s whole body to go quite rigid in the process and quite thoroughly derailed her thought process on the spot.
“Ohohoho!” Kodachi laughed, prompting Ranma to turn around nervously. Ukyo was tangled up in ribbons, and the insane gymnast was casually whipping the other one around her head in an oddly seductive manner. “With those distractions removed, now we can resume where we left off.”
“Can we please not?”
“But why, when we can have so much… fun! I’ll wrap you up, spank you, pinch you, tickle you, make you squirm and beg for me to stop! It’ll be the greatest pleasure you’ve ever known!”
Ranma swallowed anxiously and turned to run. Before that became a problem, Ukyo bodychecked Kodachi out of nowhere.
“Forget about my spatula?” Ukyo smirked. “No trouble at all cutting through your ribbons! Didja really think I’d let you hurt a hair on my Ranchan’s pretty head?”
“Bad girl!” Kodachi spat, swinging her hand around to land hard and firm on Ukyo’s butt. “How dare you consistently interrupt your betters when they are seducing their beloved!”
“Your beloved is <i>my</i> Ranchan!” Ukyo replied, pulling her giant spatula out of nowhere and flipping Kodachi face down onto the pavement. “And I’ll do anything to help my best buddy and future lover!” Ukyo gave her a cute wink that nearly melted Ranma’s heart. “Especially if it means protecting her from psychos like you! Get going, Ranma! I’ll keep her busy! Head off to my place. We can screw later!”
“Thanks, Ucchan!” Ranma said, beating a hasty retreat in a direction that was not at all the same as Ukyo’s restaurant. Frankly, she was just glad to get away from those girls for a bit of breathing room. Though she despised running away from a problem in such a cowardly manner, it seemed as though there was little other option for it. Dashing away could at least provide her with a bit of time to think about things.
Firstly: All of them had been changed. They were all super sexy and just about as horny. Jusenkyo? No, that didn’t quite seem right. Whatever it was needed curing, otherwise her life was gonna get even more awkward and tricky than it already was. And considering that her curse which turned her into a girl was among the <i>least</i> of her problems beforehand, that said <i>volumes</i> about the state of things. Speaking of which… Ranma was pretty certain that her own body had changed as well. Everything felt way more sensitive. Boobs were bigger, for one thing, and her whole body felt like it was tingling with energy. What exactly did she look -
Her gaze fell upon a reflection in a window, and in that same instant Ranma fell in love. She had thought the others were amazingly sexy, but it seemed to her as though the very image of beauty was staring back at her in the glass. The clothes she was wearing seemed somehow wrong, ill fitting for such perfection. This was a body that had to be flaunted. This was a body which had to be shown off at every single turn. Thoughts of resolving the situation once again fled Ranma’s mind, as a new mission took hold almost against her will.
- Ranma goes clothes shopping.
- Ranma encounters a male character. Were they always so… handsome?
- Ranma encounters Nabiki, who tempts Ranma to use her assets for evil.
- Ranma encounters Kasumi, who advises Ranma to use her assets for good.
- The four girls form a truce grounded in mutual irresistible attraction.
- Something else
Yummy :)
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