Akane turned around and pulled herself right up against the leotard-clad gymnast. Hip to hip, stomach to stomach, breasts to tits. Not a sliver of light between neck and waist. Kodachi's eyes fluttered, and Akane's followed suit. Her hands went in a wide circle, taking the time to cover her former rival and new best (sexy) friend's thighs, butt and back. So slender, so flexible. So deliciously fit.
"Shall we return to my place?" Akane breathily asked, tightening her grip on that fit, fit body and loving the feeling of it squirming. Especially around the chest region. Not much there right now, but later on... "That way, I can work out how to give you assets like mine."
"That sounds... Nice," Kodachi sighed in genuine contentment. "Perhaps it would be for the best, in the meantime, if you were to cover up? We wouldn't want to hypnotise anyone by mistake, ohohoho!"
Oof, even that laugh was sending chills down her spine for all the right reasons. Akane tugged on her gi top and tied it up, but felt a twinge of disappointment that she was covering herself up -
<i>Eek! Everyone could see my... How embarrassing!</i>
Hm? Strange, she could have sworn she'd heard... Oh, never mind that. It was time for her and her new bestie to head off home side by side, stealing glances at each other's bodies and trying to pretend they didn't notice when the other looked. That's the kind of friends they were.
<i>Friends? With Kodachi? Hmph, that psycho and I have nothing in -</i>
"What should we do about Ranma?" Akane suddenly asked. "We both want that hunk."
<i>Hunk?! Ranma's a perverted jerk, he's nothing special. It's all our fathers' idea.</i>
"Then we can both have that hunk," Kodachi sighed. "I am quite sure he would enjoy the attention of two sexy ladies."
<i>I'm sure he would, but there's no way I would agree with -</i>
"Sounds good to me," Akane said. That seemed perfectly reasonable to her. She wanted Ranma. She was confident that she could have Ranma. But Kodachi was also her friend. Her sexy, sexy friend. It would be terrible to let a man come between them. So, why not share the prize, and each other as well...? "But what about those other sluts chasing him?"
"We can turn them into our servants," Kodachi suggested. "Ohohoho! Can you imagine? The crossdresser acting as our chef, while the foreign tramp is our maid! Enslaved and entranced by our hypnotic bosoms, how delightful!"
<i>Th-That's too much! I mean, it would be one thing to make them give up on Ranma to find happiness elsewhere, but - But turning them into our servants?</i>
"I think we should find them some good men," Akane suggested. She licked her lips. She felt confident. She felt certain that this was definitely the best course of action to take. "That way they'll forget all about Ranma before they even know it. Everybody wins."
"Ohohoho! You really are too nice for your own good, Akane Tendo! Those wretched women deserve worse, but so long as it removes them from our rivalry I have no complaint."
<I>What's going on? Why am I acting like this? Ranma... Help me, some pervert is controlling my body! Ranma! Help me, Ranma!<i>
How strange, there it was again. That voice almost sounded like hers. It was probably nothing. Just a figment of her imagination. Akane looked down at her gi-covered chest and smiled. Yes, there could be no question of it. There were going to be a few changes in Furinkan. Her, her tits and her new best friend (with benefits) would see to that!
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Oh, what a situation to be in. Oh, what a trap had been set! For him, Happosai of all people to be the best one suited to putting a stop to perverted antics, it left him cursing fate and shaking his fist at the heavens.
It was quite the dilemma. On the one hand, it was clear that this "titnosis" technique was enabling Akane to revel in her repressed sexual urges. Happosai found that to be a healthy outlet. That girl needed to get laid, but was far too shy about it. In his honest opinion it was getting to the point that it was inhibiting her development as a martial artist, so it was good to see her taking proactive measures to overcome that weakness as any student of Anything Goes should.
On the other hand, he didn't want to become a hypnotised slave to a set of giant tits for the rest of his life. Happosai was always more of the dominant sort of pervert than the submissive, and he didn't intend to change that now!
Case in point: "Hotcha!"
"Stupid old pervert!"
He had this to say about Cologne's great-granddaughter. Her reaction time was as hot as her body. Which was easily one of the best going, mark his words! That villager of warrior women knew exactly how to balance martial arts skill with sex appeal, and even though right at this very moment Shampoo was trapping him under heel and stomping on his back the only thing Happosai was really concerned with was the perfection found between ankle and thigh.
And it had no real hypnotic effect on him at all. How curious. Even though he could not find a single imperfection, nor anything unarousing about her legs... Satisfied, he slipped out and took a seat atop her pretty head so he could have a smoke and a think.
What on earth was it about Akane's breasts that could make them hypnotic? It couldn't be the size, it had to be something more than being perfect. Shampoo screeched and lunged for him, forcing Happosai to hop down onto the ground, giving Shampoo's butt a quick pat down as he went. The second he was within arm's reach was sufficient for him to do so plenty of times.
Yes, that too was perfect, splendid, sexy. It was the right size, the feel was the right balance between too fleshy and too firm, there really wasn't anything wrong with it and yet, as he swung over Shampoo's rather magnificently placed kick he didn't feel the slightest trace of obedience or submission, and his will was perfectly intact as well.
So the old man sighed. "I suppose it's true then," he said aloud. "Akane really does have superior sex appeal after all."
"... What old perv say?"
Hook. "Oh, nothing. I was merely thinking about why all the boys throw themselves at her like that. You're much more exotic, and yet... I suppose it's all in her attitude, little lady!"
"Hmph! That nonsense! Kitchen wrecker nothing compare to Shampoo!"
Line. "That's not what I heard Ranma saying a little while back."
"What airen say?"
Sinker. "Oh, just that Akane's new exercise and diet has had a tremendous effect on her sex appeal. You should see the size of her chest, it's truly epic now! It certainly blows you out of the water, let me tell you."
And off she goes like a good little test subject. His jaw set hard, Happosai began to follow her while keeping himself concealed, hidden away. He'd have to approach this carefully. If he could figure out the dimensions and manner of Akane's titnosis, he might be able to protect himself properly from it... Better still, he maybe could harness it for his own perverted ends!
- Shampoo encounters Akane and Kodachi, is immediately brainwashed.
- Shampoo encounters Akane and Kodachi... But on overhearing their conversation, backs off to reevaluate the situation.
- Tatewaki returns to the Kuno estate just as Ranma and Nabiki are recovering.
- Kuno and Ryoga try to find cute girlfriends.
- The "inner Akane" tries to retake control over her body, or at least figure out what's going on.
- Something else
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