You know, now that she thought about it? Finding Ryoga Hibiki by herself was the kind of task she might find best attempted when she had a spare month. Ukyo shook her head. The jackass could be pretty much anywhere by now. He could be sleeping in the laundry room, or any of the guest rooms, or on the roof and those were if she was lucky and he actually stayed in the hotel to begin with!
So what she really needed right now was a little assistance. An extra pair of eyes and ears that would be able to help her track down the lost boy and ask him about this stone. Which was important. For some reason.
What was more important was Ranma. Had he arrived safely at the hotel last night? How would he react to Shampoo's presence as well? There was only one way to find out. She couldn't wait for dinner (for some reason that was so obvious she didn't have to explain it to herself) to start before warning him. That would be bad customer service. The thought of delivering a bad customer experience did not sit well with her. Not even slightly.
So here she was off towards the boys' rooms. Heh! Not that it would be too difficult for her to slip on by. A slight adjustment to body language was all she really needed to pass muster. Remember that until this year she had passed for a boy at a school intended exclusively for boys, to the point that they didn't even take notice during gym lessons. Besides, it wasn't like she was doing anything really <i>bad</i> anyway. She was checking up on a <b>friend</b>, with the intention of asking him to help track down another friend. Nothing naughty. Nothing mischievous. Nothing -
"Ahem!"
Nothing that would be enough to satisfy a certain irate English teacher, who was already sucking on a lollipop and so was utterly immune to bribes of any sort. Really now. You wouldn't think that an adorable little girl dressed in a business suit slightly too big for her would be any kind of a threat to a martial artist. Well, there was the problem. She was one of the toughest martial artists around, to a point where she could even take down the feared and dreaded Happosai.
And the method that she employed was making Ukyo back away wordlessly just from the mere threat of it. That little girl lifted a fifty yen coin, and before Ukyo could even think to do anything about it -
"Happo Fifty-Yen Satsu!"
She expected to be drained away on the spot and left lying in the middle of the corridor as a withered husk, barely able to move while the mature and adult-form Miss Hinako berated her for being a delinquent, for trying to sneak off to the boy's rooms, and so on. Except…
Except that even though that young girl's body did begin to fill out. Growing taller. Bustier. Curvier. More mature, more adult in every possible way. Filling out those clothes with a stellar figure, making the skirt hug her hips and reveal her legs while the blouse would emphasise her waist and chest. All signs that she was draining energy from somewhere. Just not from Ukyo.
Suddenly the stone she'd been carrying crumbled to dust in her hands. Even the dust itself seemed to dissipate until there wasn't even anything on her clothes or the carpet to indicate there had ever been anything at all. Ukyo stared at her hands, utterly dumbfounded. Huh? What had just…?
"Ukyo Kuonji!" Hinako's harsh voice snapped into her consciousness, like a whip cracked against the brain. "Pay more attention to your teacher!"
"Yes, Miss!" she replied automatically, eyes snapping up to meet Hinako's. Huh? Were they always that shade of red before?
"Trying to sneak off to play with the boys, were we?" The teacher tapped her foot with her arms folded in front of her. "How disappointing. Now I shall have to escort you back to your room and administer an appropriate punishment. After all, that's how bad girls like you get treated. You receive extra lessons so that you do not repeat your naughty behaviour."
Ukyo gulped nervously. She had no idea why the energy drain didn't hit her, or where she got it from to begin with to cause the transformation, but right now that didn't seem to matter too much. Usually the energy drain was punishment by itself; she couldn't imagine what might befall her if this sadistic teacher was trying something new!
Of course, if she had tried to imagine then she would have still fallen completely flat.
"Wh-what sort of lessons?" she asked.
"What else?" Hinako replied. "How to give impeccable customer service. Just like you were promised."
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Don't you just love it when a plan comes together? Honestly now, for a demon of lust she was showing quite a lot of restraint after being set free from that infernal timeless prison. She ought to be doing backflips down the corridor from the joy at the sweet, sweet freedom she was feeling right now. She ought to be cackling her fool head off, mocking the mortal for so easily falling into her trap. She should be celebrating, inducing a little mindless chaos. An orgy sounded great!
But no! Nope. No, no, no. That was too optimistic. You see, that time in the damned stone had deprived her of a physical form, meaning that she had to borrow the body of a mortal person until she could scrape together enough energy to manifest properly. Still. She could have hardly chosen better than Hinako Ninomiya.
Let's see, shall we? This chick had legs that went for miles, hips that didn't know the meaning of the word 'quit', boobs like pillows and the kind of face you'd find in an idealised painting. She had the total physical package, and gave off a kind of sultry, dominating appeal that could ensnare anyone attracted to the female form before they even knew what hit them.
Throw in her ability to steal energy more efficiently than a succubus, and it sounds like a pretty sweet deal. There was just one problem. One thing she wanted more than anything right now, even combating her own desire for a physical form.
She wanted ice cream. Chocolate. Lots of it. Now, now, now!
… Yes, that could be a bit of a problem. You see, Hinako had two different forms. The sultry "adult" form, who was a stern disciplinarian and hotter than magma, indicated her true age, but she also had another body that a succubus absolutely had no control over whatsoever. Too young. The teacher would immediately revert to her previous personality and would remain like that until she drained energy again, at which point the succubus could resume control.
Which meant that she had to spend a little of any drained energy into maintaining this body. Fortunately she'd been feeding on the hapless mortals all night, but even that much wouldn't last terribly long and it wasn't nearly enough to give her physical form by itself. She had to feed, and here she was with the authority to go pretty much anywhere she wanted with a hotel full of young students she'd been toying with in their dreams and implanting all sorts of fun little sexy suggestions…
"Wh-what sort of lessons?" Ukyo Kuonji asked. Oh yes. The crossdressing chef.
"What else?" Hinako replied. "How to give impeccable customer service. Just like you were promised."
Which was another factor, of course. Any demon that makes a promise is bound to at least keep to the wording of the promise. Not that she was going to complain too much. Just the words "customer service" were enough to make the chef's eyes glaze over a touch. Just you wait, Miss Kuonji, until we get you somewhere a little more private. Then you'll learn so very much more than you were expecting!
- They encounter Akane, who has still neglected to put on any clothes.
- Akane goes wandering the hotel naked.
- How has Ranma been affected by the dreams?
- Other characters wake up.
- Something else
Maybe mix 1 and 2, or 3 and 4?
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