There were once three girls who were close friends. While two of these girls could be described as rather ordinary in outlook, interest and appearance, the third member of the friendship was fully capable of bench pressing the other two combined and was also the hottest thing going if the male population were to be believed. This reaction left the other two girls a trifle baffled, for neither of them could notice any particular physical difference that set their third friend ahead of them in the looks department. Still. They were not remotely envious of her for the attention, especially when it became apparent that she didn't want it. They were friends, and friends they would stay. At the very least, they reasoned, it would be healthy for her if the two of them stayed as a support group. A pair that didn't feel jealous of her over her fiance, nor wanted to get her into bed.
Until today.
Oh, yes. It had just been an ordinary day for the two of them. Heading on over to say hello to their friend. Give her another chance to vent over that arranged fiance she wasn't interested in. It would be good for her in the long run, though in their opinion it would be even better if she cut loose a little and -
And beheld the astonishing sight of a very nearly naked Akane Tendo strutting seductively down the street like it wasn't anything strange. Using the kind of walk that made it seem like she wanted to have sex with everything she was seeing. Then her eyes turned upon her two friends.
"Hi there, girls," Akane said, stopping mid-stride to plant her hands on her hips. Her sexy, sexy hips. Her 'demanding attention right now' hips. "I need your help really badly."
"Okay!" both Yuka and Sayuri squeaked. And why shouldn't they? Akane's enhanced physical sexuality overwhelmed them both pretty much the moment they laid eyes on her. In point of fact it did actually take a couple of seconds before either girl was lucid enough to really digest what they were looking at. A living, breathing porn parody of their friend. Dogi and all.
"Uh, Akane?" Yuka started. "Isn't that a touch revealing?"
"You phrased that observation in the form of a question," Sayuri said. "The answer is yes. Yes, that is just a touch revealing."
"Well, of course it is," Akane softly said. "How else am I going to get Ranma to have his way with me all night long if I don't show a little skin to entice him? I can't wait to rock his world again."
Right. So, on second thought, they should have realised that Akane was not the sort to do things by half measures. Letting go of her inhibitions to get what she wanted would obviously lead to something like this. From one extreme all the way to the other. Although now that they were really looking at her...
"Your breasts weren't always that big and bouncy and... ahem - Were they?"
"Hm, nope," Akane replied, slightly adjusting the remains of her gi to show a little more of that creamy skin and titflesh. So big, so round, so perfect that both girls momentarily forgot their concern and just... Stared in silent appreciation. "I like them better this way. What do you think?"
"Yeah..." Sayuri sighed. Yuka elbowed her. "I mean, what's going on? What caused this change? This wonderful, beautiful..." Another elbow. "What happened to you?"
"Don't know," Akane said. "Don't care. I just want to find Ranma. I've been running around all over the place trying to find him with no luck at all. Could you please help me find him? Please?"
Both of them swallowed, and why wouldn't they? Akane Tendo giving them the puppy dog eye treatment? That wasn't even fair. Those eyes could move mountains. These two ordinary girls didn't stand a chance! And that was before the way she was bending over like that gave them a really nice shot of overboob that, once noticed, neither of them could tear their eyes away from. They were just so... Perfect!
"Alright, fine," Yuka said, slapping her hands over her eyes. "We'll help you out... Even if it is only so we can find out what's going on around here."
"I knew I could rely on you," Akane said, quickly darting forwards to kiss them both on the cheek. While the two of them were still frazzled by that, she grabbed them by the waist. "If either of you find him, tell him to head to my room. It's always so wonderful to have friends you can rely on."
And with that, the transformed tomboy managed to dash off while simultaneously rolling her hips in an impossibly distracting manner that almost made it seem like she was moving in slow motion. For a moment, both Yuka and Sayuri stared after her in complete disbelief.
"Well," Sayuri said. "I think I'm gay now. You?"
"Bisexual," Yuka said. "But that's only because I'm feeling pretty determined. Come on. Let's find loverboy and find out what's going on around here."
"And what if Ranma's also been given a sexy level-up?"
The thought stopped Yuka cold in her tracks and made her wince. "I'd rather not think about that," she admitted. "I just hope whatever hit Akane isn't contagious."
"Are you sure?" Sayuri mused. "I think you'd look kinda cute with a figure like that..."
"Keep your panties on, and your eyes off my butt. That's not the bottom of this we're getting to."
Because at the end of the day, when the going gets tough and your friend becomes a walking ball of sex radiation it is absolutely the duty of a good friend to try their best to remain your friend and not give in to the newly awakened beast of experimentation and curiosity that they have wittingly or unwittingly awakened deep within the cavern of your libido. Although Yuka wasn't too sure about Sayuri's resolve, she was at least intending to be stubborn enough to keep her head clear. Then again. If they ran into Ranma's girl form, and she was like that, she was pretty sure her resistance would crumble like a sandcastle in a typhoon.
Friendship can, in the end, only carry you so far before you have to carry it.
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So there Happosai was with an obviously magical thing that he didn't know what it did. Now. It must be made clear that said magical thing (a wishing rock) did not have what we could consider sapience, but if it did, then it would have been trying to yell at him right now. A pervert like this? In possession of a reality-altering wishing rock? Oooh, it wanted him to make a wish so badly! Turn all the women into babes! Make slingshot bikinis the height of fashion!
Instead there he was smoking a pipe and staring at sexy pictures of various transformed girls. How infuriating! A mind like that should surely be capable of creating some truly profoundly interesting wishes, yet there he was not doing it!
Fortunately for all concerned it was just a stone and therefore did not feel that frustration and did not want more than anything else to be able to act upon it.
"Hum!" Happosai said, scratching the top of his bald, bald head. "It's strange, but looking at these pictures makes me wish... Makes me wish... " No anticipation built up within the stone. No ears perked up. No breaths were held. "It makes me wish that tonight Kasumi would whip up a batch of her delicious dumplings!" And since the stone had no faces to fault, it did not topple over in a highly comedic slapstick manner. Though it did slightly tip over for no apparent reason. This was quite probably a coincidence.
"Well, enough about my nearly empty stomach," Happosai said, patting that very same stomach and picking up a particularly scandalous picture of Ranma very obviously riding Akane from behind while burying his face between her boobs with an expression of absolute delight. "These pictures are really quite spectacular fakes. It almost makes me wish -"
"Oh, grandmaster Hap~pos~ai!"
Which is when the diminutive martial arts grandmaster turned his attention to the doorway and beheld Kasumi Tendo, the eldest of his cowardly student's brood, leaning seductively against the doorframe while wearing nothing more than a nightshirt that was quite frankly too small for her. Usually he didn't bother either of the two older Tendo daughters. Akane and Ranma were so much more fun to play with. However. He had to acknowledge the fact that both Kasumi and Nabiki were extremely attractive young women. He'd be a fool not to.
Ah, but that position had rather changed just about as much as Kasumi had herself. She didn't used to have those kinds of curves. Didn't used to wander around dressed so lightly. Didn't used to pose seductively against doorframes. Didn't used to look at anyone with inviting bedroom eyes. Didn't used to project an aura so thoroughly compelling that at first even Happosai could do little more than stare in muted, wide-eyed awe. But only for a little while.
"Hotcha!" he yelled, making a beeline right for Kasumi's chest while behind him, the stone didn't scream at the top of its lungs. Not least of which because it didn't have any lungs, but also because why should it scream? It was just a magical wish-granting stone, sitting around being unused... Although, of course, that was just about to change very soon indeed.
- Kasumi makes a wish.
- Pantyhose makes a wish.
- Happosai makes a wish.
- Happosai makes a wish... After being hit with the spring of drowned virtuous man water.
- Something else
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