Story: Quadranma

Akihito was a proud young man, but he was not, in fact, an idiot. While it would be nice to believe that he and his wife were so drop-dead gorgeous and innately talented that they could walk into any business and get hired instantly... Well, that didn't quite side with reality, now did it?

Although, that said. With Shampoo on his arm he felt invincible. They were a perfect match in every way. A healthy pair of extremely strong and fast martial artists, and very easy on the eyes as well. Was it any wonder the others were jealous? Honestly now. Even going so far as to invent some ridiculous notion that they could feel it whenever Shampoo and he demonstrated their sexual compatibility to one another, what an utterly gauche and moronic invention!

Still, here they were. Examining the surrounding locale, arm in arm, searching in particular for vacant positions in the windows. Other women wouldn't be able to keep pace with him, but, well, Shampoo certainly could. She was resting her cute little head on his manly shoulder while firmly gripping him around the neck. In turn, he held her around the waist. Her slender, fit waist...

"Now, my dear," Akihito began, "it occurs to me that we should properly consider our options before seeking out employment. Our only real experience is in martial arts training, and while I am quite certain that Mister Tendo would appreciate the assistance that would rather inhibit the likelihood of Ranma doing the smart thing and settling down with one of those rather lovely young girls. Therefore, our best avenue is to, perhaps, locate a restaurant in need of waiting staff. What say you?"

"Wo ai ni!"

"Yes, yes, very true!" Akihito nodded. "Sensible. You would look stunning in an apron. Then again, I am rather torn. Should we permit other men to see and envy what I have rightfully earned by being so awesome, or shield you away out of envy and  -" He snorted. "What am I saying? There is nobody else better suited than I to be your husband... Nor you to be my wife."

Shampoo made this adorable little hum and rubbed her cheek into his shoulder. Aw. So precious! Then again they both must be quite the sight. There was no doubt in his proud mind that the two of them must multiply off one another's good looks to create a truly divine visage.

And then the two of them came to a halt. Well, Akihito did and Shampoo followed suit. She opened her eyes and looked around. There was a shop in front of them. Freshly opened, with an advertisement for waiting staff resting in the window. Unfortunately it didn't look like anyone was in at the moment, which was a little bit annoying, but then again...

"Is good location," Shampoo said. "Place need work. Is new, yes?"

"Very new," Akihito said. "They've barely got the name of the place set up." Huh? Weird. It couldn't be, could it? Something was tickling the back of his memory. "They'll be pretty desperate for new staff, people that could really bring in their core customers..."

"One glimpse Shampoo, they flock!"


They most certainly would. Even a few girls would probably be interested... While the rest of them would be drawn in by his smiling profile. They would transform this business into a raging success before its owner even knew what -

Knew what...

The very next thing Akihito knew, Shampoo had tackled him into a wall. Her legs, powerful as they were perfect, trapped his hips and her pelvis pushed very, very hard against the growing lump in his trousers. This feeling was overriding every bit of sensibility in his body. He had to have sex with her, right here and right now. Even though that would surely get them arrested for public indecency...

There really was not any other call for it. The thought that his dick wouldn't be wet within the next, say, thirty seco- Make that five seconds seemed vanishingly small. It was astounding. He had to have her and she seemed just as determined to have him. Instead of their usual tender playfulness it was like a pair of wild and ravenous beasts had been unleashed upon each other.

His only salvation was his own extremely rapid reaction time and quick feet, which were at least able to take him around the back of this brand new restaurant, where he could but hope that his new prospective employer would not discover the two of them copulating...

Especially if it turned out that new employer might be his old buddy Ucchan. Although to be honest it did make him sort of wonder exactly where that friend was now?

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Isamu has a magical penis. One might say that this was the reason that he and Ukyo wound up screwing in the first place, one might also say that it's the reason Ukyo couldn't even remember why she was so upset at the Saotomes in the first place, but there was one thing you could definitely say for certain.

It was magic. And so was Isamu himself. Mixing magic, well, that's kind of a bad thing. Very dangerous. Any wizard will tell you the same.

"Eh, I guess that was kinda fun..." Isamu reluctantly admitted while playing with the sweat-drenched hair atop Ukyo's head. "So... I guess that means we're dating now?"

"Mmmhmmm," Ukyo hummed with great enthusiasm. Dating. Yes. After being this well fucked she could certainly go along with dating a stud like this. Ooh, yeah! No question of it! She trailed a finger absently across his chest. "Sure thing, hun, we're dating now."

"Ah, well... I guess there's something I should probably tell you first -" Isamu began, but was then interrupted by an extremely unexpected turn of events. You see, that magical penis had a certain special property to it. Not its size. Not its ability to induce interest in any woman that sees it. Not even the capacity to sexually satisfy any woman it's inside of. The purpose of this dick was a great deal more than just that.

You see, its intention was this: To have the perfect mate. Once a woman had taken this magical penis for the first time and agreed to future couplings of her own free will, the semen within them would have a rather... Transformative effect. She would be changed into the ideal mate, physically and mentally completely compatible with the person with the magical penis.

Except, as noted before, Isamu is the product of a Jusenkyo curse. He is a magical construct with a magical construct. Therefore, those two kinds of magic are bound to interact with one another in unpredictable ways.

"Aw, hell," Isamu complained, as all of a sudden there were an additional three babes on the roof with him. "Why can't things ever be simple? I mean, come on already!"

Of course, this does leave the question of what combination of girls these three duplicates were. What aspects of Ukyo Kuonji did they represent?

1. Chef, martial artist, friend
2. Feminine, masculine (attitude, not body), business
3. Cute, vengeful, smart
4. Some other combination