Story: Creeping Perversion

As was the case with most of the girls in his life, Ranma's relationship with Shampoo was complicated until you took a closer look at it. It started with her wanting to murder him because she thought he was a girl because of his curse and her village laws required she do so under the circumstances in which they met. She then tracked him down throughout China, followed him to the Tendo home, fell in love with his boy form, made Akane forget all about him until he provoked her into remembering by insulting her (which looking back at now kinda made him horny for some reason), got Shampoo to leave until she came back more determined than ever and with a cat curse to boot.

The simple version of the above: He didn't like her. She liked him a whole hell of a lot.

"Nihao, Airen!" a cute, bubbly and slightly annoying (to Ranma's ears) voice filled the air, and the next thing he knew... A soft body pressed up against his, a sweet scent filled his nostrils and after a moment of absorbing both he turned around to face his annoying paramour. The warm and smiling face that filled his vision made his thoughts turn to treacle and the playful, lighthearted giggle carried much less of a sinister, manipulative taint than usual. The only one of his five traditional senses that wasn't being assaulted by a deluge of sensual delight was taste, and that could be easily remedied by -

By licking her inviting looking skin. Oh dear. He really was quite far gone, wasn't he?

"Morning, Shampoo," he said, trying his best to sound annoyed and failing because his instincts were telling him that he actually did want to spend some time with this really cute girl that wanted to spend time with him, oh but this was going to be really tricky. "Something I can help you with?" Ugh! That sounded too hopeful, not nearly irritated enough. Shampoo pulled himself closer, resting her head on his chest and nuzzling into it. Good thing she couldn't see him, as the expression on his face wasn't something he'd want anyone to ever see!

"Shampoo get tickets for special ballroom dance lesson for two tonight," the warrior girl chirped, expertly slicing through his weakened defense by putting her hand on the small of his back and rubbing it gently enough to make him want to purr. "Airen want come with Shampoo?"

At this point the only way he could think of to stop himself from saying yes - or screaming it - was to bite his own tongue. The thought of holding this stunningly hot body in a slinky dress for maybe hours at a time was making his dick want to sing for joy. It was a chance! A perfect opportunity -

That he had to resist at all costs. He was trying to get into Akane's panties, not Shampoo's! What sort of scum would he be if he went around chasing after every hot babe he saw, even if they were as undeniably cute and exotic and naughty as this curvaceous Chinese chick?

And then he remembered something else about Shampoo: She was a devious little minx that was always out to play him. Which meant this ballroom dance lesson was part of something else he wasn't seeing yet, which meant he could at least try to find out what that something was first. Right?

"No thanks!" he woodenly said, gripping her shoulders and pushing her away with trembling hands. It would be so, so easy to let that grip slip just a little bit so that his palms were on her chest, but... "I... Have other p-plans tonight! Can't do it, sorry."

"Oh?" Shampoo pouted, waving around the tickets with a completely fake innocent expression. "That shame. Shampoo hear dance teacher show dumb lost boy new martial arts attack. Thought airen might want learn counter..."

Martial arts? It had something to do with martial arts? Steady on, Ranma, it was a clear and blatant trap. There was no evidence at all that Ryoga Hibiki had learned some new martial arts technique from some dance teacher and every indication that Shampoo was playing him again to get him to do what she wanted. It was a trick. It was a trap. It was an excuse.

"He thinks he's going to show me up, does he? Kukuku... I'll see you tonight, and then I'll see him in hell!"

"Shampoo look forward to it!" she cheered and then hopped off onto the rooftop, leaving Ranma on the ground wondering if he might be able to catch a glimpse of her underwear from the way she was roof hopping just now. Ah! What was he thinking?! That was exactly the kind of thing the old freak would try to pull!

This whole thing was just one big headache. Was Happosai right? Should he be trying to repress these feelings, or should he maybe try acting on them? Ugh... Never mind either way, for now he should just head off to school and try to think of a way to explain this date with Shampoo that didn't wind up with him getting clobbered.

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An exotic, foreign beauty landed in front of a plain, ordinary tomboy. Two enemies that hated each other, despised and loathed the fact that the other was in their life at all, but the funny thing was that they actually had quite a bit in common. A violent temper, a devotion to martial arts, a strong desire to balance that interest with more traditionally feminine pursuits, thickheaded stubbornness and, of course, the fact that their relationship with Ranma Saotome had begun as antagonistic due to a misunderstanding related to his Jusenkyo curse yet both of them were head over heels in love with him anyway.

It was that last common fact that might explain why the two of them didn't get on. Usually the first thing out of one of their mouths would be an insult, but today -

"How did it go?" Akane asked.

"Just as you say," Shampoo nodded. "Airen behave really strange. Grope Shampoo's butt and give it nice nice squeeze, not seem to notice he doing it. Agree to date on flimsy pretense. Airen behave too too weird!"

"Then that idiot's gotten himself caught up in something again, probably!" Akane sighed. "And here I was thinking he might have started growing up. Fat chance of that, it seems."

Meanwhile, Nabiki looked between the two girls with a quirked eyebrow. She'd seen several things recently that she thought might qualify as impossible. These two? Working together? Even she would have been willing to place a bet directly against that ever happening, and she made a point not to gamble unless she was the house!

"Right! Whatever problem with airen, Shampoo figure it out no time at all!"

"Not unless I figure it out first!"

"Fat chance, fat girl!"


"... Why do you girls keep calling me fat?! There's not an ounce of it on me! It's muscle!"


"Oh, that right. No fat on kitchen wrecker at all. Especially not chest."

"Why, you arrogant bimbo!"

Ah, there we go! All was right with the world after all. For a second there Nabiki honestly thought she was having some kind of freaky nightmare, but things were slowly making sense again.

1. Ranma has an encounter with Ukyo that pushes him over the edge into accepting his perversion.
2. Ranma has an encounter with Ukyo that makes him really freak out about his rising perversion.
3. That night, Ranma arrives for ballroom dancing lessons with Shampoo. While Akane watches to try and figure out what's wrong with him.
4. Kasumi stumbles onto the spell that Happosai cast on Ranma.
5. Happosai works furiously to regain all his lost perversion so he can cast the spell again.
6. Something else