Merry Christmas: Parallel Ranma

Akane had this to say for the Black Rose. The girl knew how to keep her body fit, limbre and enticing. She never thought she would admit to finding a Kuno’s body delicious, but given what was happening to her anything seemed possible now.

She’d given in. Completely. For all this time she’d been holding back her lust, keeping it all dammed away where she didn’t have to think of it. How attracted she was to both of Ranma’s forms, to his rivals, to his other paramours… She had denied it all so vehemently that it rebounded and came back all that much stronger, forcing her to lock it all away where it couldn’t possibly hurt her.

Now she knew that it could never hurt her, and as proof of this her tongue was circling around inside of Kodachi’s belly button. The gymnast squirmed under her and Nabiki’s grip, but it was quite fitting. For all of this time the Kuno siblings had been deliberately interpreting and filtering things they didn’t want to hear. Now Akane and Nabiki were repaying the favour.

Kodachi would whimper things like “Don’t! Stop!” without the first exclamation point. When she pushed them away, they redoubled their efforts at that particular location. Kissing. Stroking. Licking. Groping. Whatever it was they had been doing, they kept right on doing it. They took her insults as dirty talk. Her attempts to escape as foreplay…

And then, in a way that neither of them properly understood, she somehow completely slipped their grasp. Kodachi was indeed much more of a gymnast than martial artist, and it served her well. Her flexible body was able to somehow bend away from the lustful sisters, tying them up in knots with each other while letting her slip away, tugging on her bikini and breathing much more heavily than she probably realised.

“Cute butt,” Nabiki remarked. “And those legs…”

“Mm, I know!” Akane huskily replied. “That body is the only good thing about her.”

The two of them steadily untangled one another from the body knot that Kodachi had managed to tie them in, though if pressed they weren’t exactly in any great rush. Why would they be when they were in such close proximity to such potent sexiness?

Ultimately, though, they did have to separate. When they did, they stood apart. Naked. Smiling a little bit, and backing away slowly from one another.

“You know,” Nabiki said. “I think your breasts are bigger.”

“Yours too,” Akane replied. “It’s strange. What did Ranma do to us?”

“I don’t know,” Nabiki admitted. “But I’d like to see him finish what he started. You in?”

Ah, now a shade of her old self kicked in. Jealousy. Ranma was <i>hers</i>. Not Nabiki’s. Okay, maybe that line of thought was a touch hypocritical considering what she’d been doing with Kodachi just now, but…

“Ranma is mine,” Akane firmly stated. “Find your own dick to screw. With a body like yours, I doubt you’ll have trouble finding someone worth your time.”

“Why just one?” Nabiki shrugged. “And why just dicks? For that matter, I’m pretty sure Kodachi’s going to change her mind and come back to finish off what we started.”

Akane snorted in derision. Right. Yeah, sure. She could let Nabiki have all the fun she wanted, but now that her head was a little bit clearer it was focused like a laser beam on one single thing. Finding Ranma Saotome and working out a few… <i>issues</i> with him. That thought made her shudder a little bit in anticipation. She’d show him once and for all who had the sex appeal!

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Ranma felt like a kid in a candy store. No, correction. He felt like Happosai trapped in the world’s biggest bra and panties warehouse. The sex was… Amazing. There were no words for it. He’d never felt so connected to people, so intimate and close. Normally if Akane, Ucchan and Shampoo had thrown themselves at him like this, he’d have panicked and run for the hills. But today?

Today he couldn’t keep his hands off them. Behind him, Shampoo and Ucchan were lying on the ground staring up at the sky, pussies full of cum. His cum. It wasn’t even that they were blissed out on sex or anything, it was more like “Hey, we’ve had ours! Now let’s sunbathe!”

Freaking him out just a little bit. Especially considering the fact that he was ready again. Again! How the hell does that even happen? Sure, his stamina was above and beyond most ordinary guys, but come on already! Nobody was this able to keep up with this much pussy!

Except apparently everyone around him, who seemed to be in a constant state of fucking, preparing to fuck, seducing others for the purposes of fucking, or putting on some sort of erotic display. It was like the whole world had turned into one of the plots of those manga Hiroshi and Daisuke kept trying to get him to read, where the plot was just a never-ending stream of excuses to get the characters to screw. To that end, he was going to try to prevent the universe from finding any more excuses to throw at him and get away from everyone so he could actually <i>think</i> for a few minutes without having his dick squeezed by a hand that knew exactly what it was doing, or being asked to rub lotion on some bombshell’s back, or witnessing two stunning girls begin to make out right there in front of him before asking him to take part…

Yeah, that last one was a real dirty trick. He’d have gotten away from Shampoo and Ucchan if they hadn’t pulled that one!

But that was really the thing that was worrying him the most. How easily they were seducing him. It was like they could do it at a whim, bypassing any resistance he might have to the idea and flipping that switch to “yes, please” before he even knew what was happening. Whatever had happened to everyone around him, it was thorough as hell.

Which left him wondering what in blazes his next action should be under these conditions.

1. Regular Universe: Akane tracks down Ranma at the Cat Cafe, helps him get free by seducing Mousse.
2. Regular Universe: Akane can’t find Ranma, and the lust takes over when she meets Ryoga.
3. Pervert Universe: Ranma winds up meeting Ranko.
4. Pervert Universe: Ranma gets splashed, discovers girl form is just as horny as his male form, and just as susceptible to seduction.
5. Something else