Ranma wasn't the kind of guy that would normally sit in class thinking about a pretty girl, but when that girl is cursed to have supernatural levels of sex appeal - Well, what else was he to do but think about her?
No, no. Not like that. Well. Maybe a little like that. He was trying his best! But no, really he was thinking about what Akane might be up to just now. Confined to her house. Unable to wear anything that didn't highlight the goddess body she had been forced into, granting tantalising peeks at those magnificent thighs, that deep valley of delectable cleavage, that trim, fit waist, that naughty navel, that beatific, friendly, enchanting smile...
It honestly made him feel sorry for her. And aroused by her, but that happened to amplify his sympathy. At least he knew what caused his curse in the first place. At least he could be in his normal body half the time. At least he could leave home without worrying about giving strangers a peek at that divine, thong-clad butt that could burn itself into a person's memory with but a glimpse and turn even a decent man into a lecherous buffoon.
"Hey, new guy!" said one of the other boys in class. Ranma flicked his gaze up towards the clock on the wall. Huh? Was it really lunchtime already? "Ranma, right? I'm Hiroshi, and this is Daisuke. Welcome to Furinkan High."
"Hello," Ranma coolly said, a little grateful for the distraction from that full, round, heaving chest - "It seems nice enough here. There was even a welcoming party when I arrived."
The two boys blinked at one another as though conversing telepathically. Which would be far from the weirdest thing Ranma had encountered, but it was probably more that they were thinking about something neither wanted to say aloud. Ranma could sympathise.
"Yeah, about when you arrived," Daisuke said, pulling up a chair and sitting not too far away. "You were with Nabiki Tendo, right?"
Ah. Ranma might be a little naive when it came to affairs of the heart, but even he could read between these lines. "Our dads used to train together," he explained with a shrug. "Old buddies, you know?"
"Oh? So there's nothing going on between you and the Ice Q- I mean, Nabiki?"
"We only met yesterday," Ranma said.
"Then that means you must've met Akane and Kasumi as well," Hiroshi observed. "Man, that family is blessed. All three sisters are total babes, hottest in Furinkan."
"Kasumi if you like the innocent housewife type, Nabiki if you like things a little naughtier, and Akane -" Ranma internally interrupted Daisuke with the phrase 'if you can see', but stayed quiet to let the boy finish "- If you like the more athletic sort."
"Yeah," Ranma wistfully agreed. "I guess they're kind of pretty, now that you mention it."
"Shame Akane's not here today..." Hiroshi sighed. "Not like her to be sick. Maybe she injured herself while training or something."
Yeah. Or something.
Suddenly, the door to the classroom opened up, and standing there was a rather concerned-looking Nabiki Tendo. She scanned the room, quickly identified Ranma, then stepped right up to him, hooked his collar and dragged him out of the room.
"If you boys know what's good for you," Nabiki warned, "you're staying right there."
"H-Hey!" Ranma yelled. Aw, nuts! He was just trying to convince these guys there wasn't anything going on between him and Nabiki, and now this? "What's going on?"
"We got trouble," Nabiki whispered, conspiratorially. "Kuno's heading to the house to give Akane flowers and a get-well card."
"Kuno?" Ranma demanded, gently batting Nabiki's hand away. "Who the hell is Kuno?"
"The captain of the kendo squad," Nabiki explained while examining her fingers. And Ranma thought he'd been playing it cool before in the classroom. This girl could probably freeze a puddle by stepping in it. "At the start of the school year, he declared that if anyone wants to date my little sister, they had to be able to beat her in a fight."
Ranma cast his mind back to earlier that day. The hordes of boys wearing or carrying an assortment of athletic gear, plus one maniac with a pair of nunchucks.* At the time he'd thought it was strange, and even more so when Nabiki said, "Sick today, get lost!" But since she didn't make all that big a deal of it at the time, he hadn't really thought all that much about it.
On consideration, maybe he should have.
"So, those boys this morning were..."
"All hoping to be able to beat up my sister so they could date her," Nabiki said, hurriedly and exasperated. "But never mind that, we've got to worry about Kuno -"
<i>Akane is wearing her transformed gi, standing in the courtyard surrounded by the athletes. They are hunched over, making grabby motions with their hands. Their eyes are whited out, drool dripping from the corners of their mouths. They are like wild, rabid animals in human form, leering over their prize.
And what a prize it is! Akane stands there defiant against the odds. The first to approach gets a hard crack of a kick against his torso, pushing the wind from his lungs. Another dives in and meets the back of Akane's hand, then a third is grabbed by the arm and used as a weapon against a fourth. Her form is spectacular, enchanting, mesmerising and a perfect blend of erotic and violent.
Yet the numbers never seem to cease. There are so many, far too many, and even the most skilled martial artists will eventually fall to the numbers game. A large gorrilla of a man grabs her around the chest from behind, and Akane attempts to smash his nose flat with the back of her head. Except that before she can get the chance, her lovely legs are seized by a pair of unworthy hands.
"Nooo!" Akane yells pathetically. "Stay away from me! You perverts!"
They can no more stay away from her than they could stay away from the Earth itself. Her powerful limbs are all pinned down, one by one. They grope. They kiss. They caress. They squeeze and they delight in the perfection of the female form while tearing at her clothes so they may finally claim their prize...</i>
Ranma's eye twitched in a very angry, very worrying way. Even Nabiki's calm facade dropped completely before his current expression. The corridor was filling up with his battle aura. How dare they? How dare they do something like that to my... To my... F-friend. Yes, friend. That's right. A friend labouring under a curse that makes her sexually irresistible to anyone in her presence, meaning that any other feelings are nothing more than a consequence of that curse.
"And this Kuno guy is heading off to your place?" Ranma growled. "We'll just have to see about that."
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*author's note: Seriously, check out that chapter of the manga. After Akane beats up all the boys, you'll see them lying down amidst various bats and balls and athletic equipment... and a pair of nunchucks for some reason.
- Meanwhile, Kasumi is setting up some special clothes for Akane to try on
- Kuno arrives at the Tendos first.
- Kuno is interrupted partway by Ranma.
- Akane recovers from her masturbation session.
- Something else.
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