<b>Regular universe</b>
"Here they are!" Ukyo shouted. She had pushed the door open with her eyes closed. The sight had been a little too... Intense for her to take the last time that she'd been here. Ranma in girl form mounting Mousse, of all people, while Akane eagerly joined in... It just wasn't something she could bear to see again! "Isn't it shocking?"
"Indeed it is!" Kuno announced. "That a restaurant or cafe of any sort would be in any such condition is a shocking sight to behold!"
Well, not quite the reaction she had expected right now. Ukyo's eyes creaked open with great caution. There was nobody here. No sign of them at all. Not their naked, writhing bodies, not their clothes. It was as though they had simply vanished in the maybe two minutes she'd gone out to get Kuno. Except that didn't make any sense at all! Where on earth could they have - Huh?!
"They must be somewhere around here..." Ukyo huffed. She stomped into the room with her spatula ready, momentarily forgetting about her earlier shyness through the sheer power of irritation. "Upstairs? Maybe they went upstairs? Or into the back room maybe?"
"You are certain this is where they were?" Kuno asked.
"Positive!" Ukyo yelled. "Ah, wait! Don't leave or anything. Help me look for them, then I'll show you what I meant before!"
"That will not be necessary," Kuno said. "I understand precisely what is going on already."
"Oh," Ukyo said, with her back turned to him while she peered into the back room. "Well... You're taking it better than I thought you would."
"Why shouldn't I?" Kuno asked. Woah! When did he get so close all of a sudden? "I would think that any man might take a situation like this rather well."
"I - I'm not quite sure I follow," Ukyo said. She made the mistake of looking him right in the eyes, and suddenly found that she could not look away. No matter what she did, all she could do was stare. They were radiating warmth. It wrapped her up like a snug blanket and made her feel good and safe. "I think you might be misreading something. Why do you think we're here?"
At the corner of her vision she caught Kuno smiling. It must be contagious or something, because now she was as well. It was like her lips were being tugged on by tiny wires. Her body felt a little bit weak, and - Actually, now that she was on the topic of her body Ukyo took the time to look down at herself and gasped in fright.
"M-My breasts?!" she gasped. "They - they're growing! Ah! And my waistline is growing more - Oooh, what's happening to me all of a sudden?!"
"Shh, Miss Kuonji," Kuno gently cooed. The back of his index finger tenderly stroked her cheek, and it somehow felt as though all of Ukyo's stress was being pushed right out of her. "Please, there is no need for this performance any longer. We both know that you desire me."
"Desire you?" Ukyo repeated back to him in the form of a question. "Th-That's not why I -"
Now his other hand was on her hip, and Ukyo felt the change beginning to speed up! All over her body, it felt like she was growing more and more curvaceous by the moment. Like she was being resculpted, yet it didn't hurt. In fact, certain parts of her were starting to feel pretty nice overall.
"It is the only explanation that makes sense," Kuno said, full of confidence. "I am approached in public by a pretty girl in clear distress. She asks me for help, for her friends are in danger."
"That's not how -" Ukyo began, but was silenced when Kuno tenderly stroked her hair. For some reason that simple, sweet act made her completely forget what she'd been about to say.
"Then on arrival, it transpires that nobody else is around and her body and clothes undertake a dramatic, erotic transformation," Kuno continued. Ukyo opened her mouth to object, but Kuno's hand moved to cup her cheek, and the sight of his finger right next to her mouth was too much for her to resist, apparently, so she bobbed her head forward and began to suckle on it. Tasted good.
"What other conclusion can there be?" Kuno asked. "You wished to lure me alone, and then intended to seduce me. Am I wrong, Miss Kuonji?"
"Y-Yes, you are," Ukyo said. Her voice was trembling so much she thought it was an echo. "You're wrong! Th-The truth is just what I said! I f-found the pigtailed girl and Akane behaving nothing like their usual selves! They were... With Mousse and they were... Well..."
She pushed the kendoist back onto a nearby table. "It would be easier if I just showed you," she said, dropping the bikini she was inexplicably wearing to the ground with one hand, while the other deftly tugged the boy's trousers all the way off. "Imagine them doing this, and you'll see what I - Ooooooh!"
"Of course!" Kuno nodded with great wisdom, which might make those that knew him wonder where he had stolen it from. His hips thrust upwards to meet Ukyo's, and her transformation began to take on a rather more rapid pace. "I think I am beginning to understand your concerns. Have no fear! I shall help you forget them momentarily!"
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<b>Perverted Universe</b>
So, Hikaru Gosunkugi. You think of that boy, you're probably thinking of a skeletal-faced adolescent with a figure to match. A boy whose role, if you could call it that, was entirely based around having a shy, perverted crush on a girl that could crush his spine with a hug while trying to deal with a hated romantic rival who could pulverise his spine with a pinky. Part of this behaviour would involve going around with a camera and taking sneaky pictures of them both, unaware he was completely noticed every single time.
Well, you can cast that image aside, my friend! This was a perverted universe, where all the babes are busty and the guys are studs. By the standards of this universe he might not be much to look at, but in our own world Hikaru Gosunkugi could be considered a sexual demigod.
That comparison might explain why he was alone in his room on this particular day instead of attending a certain pool party. Why he was wearing semi-mystical robes with candles formed into the shapes of breasts and dicks and butts placed around the otherwise darkened chamber.
"At last," he said aloud, while a few strands of red hair dropped from between his fingertips. "I would never have imagined Saotome would drop his guard like this in female form! Now, at last! I can complete this spell! With this single casting of this spell, I can ensure that Akane Tendo will be mine! Mine alone, and only mine forever!"
And so he cast that spell with great enthusiasm and energy, arms outstretched high above his head, ignoring the sudden echoing effect rippling throughout the room, which clearly only meant that the spell was working. Ignorant of a certain group of Directors suddenly panicking at an unanticipated result interfering with their plans. Unaware that this particular spell might have effects he could not possibly foresee!
For example and merely to start with... The sudden appearance in his room of three people rather than just one. True enough that a naked and curvaceous Akane Tendo had arrived within his room, but so too was a certain busty pigtailed girl and... Was that Mousse beneath them both?
"Wow, that was intense!" Ranma said, gyrating her hips in a slutty, satisfied manner. "I came so hard it felt like I went to a whole other universe!"
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Meanwhile, Shampoo and Ukyo were walking away from the pool party arm in arm and a troubled frown across both of their pretty faces. There was silence hanging in the air between them. As though neither of them could quite find the words that they were searching for.
Although the longer it went on, the more uncomfortable they both became. Nature abhors a vacuum, you see, and that is what silence is in the end. A vacuum of sound, waiting to be filled in. It pulled upon them both, filling them with the desire to say something. Anything at all!
"Don't you think -"
"Shampoo could not -"
They stopped and looked at one another and Shampoo, as the more assertive of the two, put her hand against Ukyo's mouth and spoke up first.
"Shampoo could not stay there one minute more."
"I know what you mean," Ukyo said into Shampoo's hand. "The sex seemed almost too... easy, didn't it? Too casual?"
Shampoo nodded and they continued on their way. Ever since Ranma had finished with them both that feeling had been growing and growing inside of them. A sense of wrongness about everything. Up until now they had shared Ranma as a partner because he was amazing, and he had too much stamina for any one of them to take on by themselves. But now they were both starting to think really weird and perverted thoughts. Things like "I want him all to myself" and "I want to spend the rest of my life with him and only him".
It disgusted them both. It really did. These things were not normal in this particular world. That kind of thought process was viewed as unnatural and unhealthy. Yet both girls were having it all the same. In a sense you might say they were being corrupted by that insidious infestation... Romance. And for girls like these, romance can often lead into other little things like -
"I take Ranma back to village!"
"Not if you value your neck you don't."
Violence. Which might become a pretty big problem, pretty quickly.
- Happosai makes a bargain.
- Gosunkugi suddenly has to deal with his three guests.
- The Gosunkugi of the regular universe also casts a spell.
- Ranma slips away from the pool party and the many, many men looking to satisfy her.
- Something else
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