In order to understand properly what was about to happen, it was important to understand three things. The first thing was the complicated relationship Ranma Saotome and Ryoga Hibiki had with one another, although it must be said that Ranma wasn't the sort of person who could really have something like a normal relationship with anyone at all.
The word <i>frenemy</i> comes to mind, really. Two highly skilled martial artists of the same age with distinctive fighting styles. It seems only natural they'd rub up against each other even before their abrasive personalities came into things. And oh, you had better believe their personalities were abrasive! They could make sandpaper jealous.
Of course much like their fighting styles the ways in which these two are difficult to get on with differ quite a bit. Ranma enjoys tormenting people that annoy him. Enjoys it a little too much. People like, say, the guy always picking fights with him, trying to steal his woman and sleeping in her bed in pig form without her knowing about his curse.
That actually leads nicely into the second thing necessary to understand: Ryoga Hibiki's mindset. He viewed himself as the wandering traveller, a lonely heart with but a single anchor that could carry him through his journeys. The knowledge and the certainty that he would encounter Akane Tendo again, someday soon. Of course, he would also have to contend with that jerk Ranma! Then there would be no obstacles between him and his happiness.
Honestly, Ranma was so annoying to him. He complained and he moaned about having to turn into a cute girl while using said girl form's cuteness to get sweets and treats and manipulate the hearts and minds of poor, unsuspecting men. Like Ryoga himself, when Ranma donned one of those cunning, dastardly (read: paper-thin) disguises!
"Eek!" Ryoga squeaked at the sight of the naked young woman. "S-Sorry, wrong turn," he whispered, backing away and making to close the door. Except that mystery girl's hand caught hold of it. Ryoga gulped. "Honest mistake!" he protested, certain that now he'd be arrested for perversion! Because Ryoga Hibiki honestly did not recognise the sexified version of the already super-cute Ranma-chan.
And now there was the final issue: Ranma-chan's altered mindset due to the wish. She normally never looked at boys the way other girls looked at them because, ultimately, she was really a he. Not so much now. Her new sexier body had needs that only a cock could manage, and given her stamina it would take a cock like Ryoga's to really get the job done.
Having said that: She wasn't simply going to blow him right here in a public dressing room. No, no. Ranma was thinking several steps ahead, quite quickly.
"You idiot," Ranma hissed at him. "Trying to get yourself caught? How the hell did you even get in here without being spotted?"
"Is everything alright in there, Ranko?" Nodoka called from outside.
"Oh, ho! Everything is fine and well!" Ranma, or rather Ranko girlishly called back while putting Ryoga in a headlock and giving him a stern noogie. The fact that this was forcing his face into some serious sideboob was a coincidental bonus.
"Well..." Nodoka said. "It's simply that it sounded like you were talking to someone just now. Is someone in there with you?"
"... No!" Ranma called out. "Nobody in here but me..." Then she saw salvation. Huzzah! She reached onto a shelf and grabbed a cup of water she'd nabbed to parch her thirst and emptied it out over Ryoga's head. That done, she scooped up the little black pig that Ryoga had become, nuzzling it to her chest and striding out. "And Akane's pet pig, P-Chan!"
"Oh, how adorable!" Nodoka cooed. "What is it doing all the way out here?"
"The little pig has a bad habit of wandering off," Ranma answered. She gave Ryoga several very affectionate pettings, making sure the pig was getting an eyeful of cleavage. "Isn't that right, lost boy?"
Somewhere in Ryoga's mind, a penny dropped. He'd thought he'd accidentally walked in on a gorgeous model in the middle of getting dressed, but it turned out to be the cursed form of his hated rival! Ryoga pushed himself out of that fleshy valley - and then was sternly pushed back in. His strength as a pig couldn't hope to compare to a normal human never mind a martial artist on Ranma's level.
"I see..." Nodoka nodded. "In that case... Wait here a moment, I shall return shortly."
Ranma watched her leave and let out a sigh of relief. Then she picked P-chan up by his collar and stared the pig right in the eyes. "Got lucky this time, buster," Ranma said, while internally planning out how to really get lucky later on. P-chan made as if to leap from her grip, but Ranma held him fast in place. "Oh, no, you don't! I need your help with something, and you're not going anywhere - Until I get you back in Akane's arms, you little scamp! Yes, you're a little scamp, aren't you!"
In case it wasn't clear, Nodoka had re-entered the dressing room area. The part that you would probably not have guessed was that she was carrying a small cage, the sort pet owners use when they need to take their pets somewhere. Both Ryoga's struggling and Ranma's amusement intensified.
"Good thinking, Auntie!" Ranma said, taking great delight in tossing Ryoga inside and locking the door behind him. "I'll keep him with me, just in case someone else wanders off with him. Why, this one time a wicked girl called Azusa took him away, and Akane and Ranma had to fight her and her partner to get him back! Teehee, it was quite the adventure!"
"I look forward to hearing about it," Nodoka said. Well, of course she was. This woman was as hungry for information about her son as a man in the desert is for water. Even under the effects of this curse it made Ranma's soul spike in guilt that it was necessary to hide from her. For Nodoka's sake, as well as Ranma's. Genma could get stuffed though. "But for now, please finish trying on the swimwear I selected for you."
"Gladly," Ranma said, rolling her shoulders and re-entering the dressing room, setting the snarling pig in the corner where he'd have the best possible view. Heh. This was going to be fun.
Ultimately Ranma was a troll at heart. Ryoga annoyed him, but now that his girl form was being forced to embrace its sexuality she could plainly see that Ryoga was cute in a whole different way in his boy form. Ranma-chan smoothed her hands down her perfect curves, knowing that Ryoga was watching. A little pinch on her butt, and the pig's snarling turned into wide-eyed confusion. Heh. Hehehe!
Ryoga hates Ranma. But right now Ranma wants to bang Ryoga. Boy form, obviously; she wasn't remotely that far down the path of perversion. Still. Ryoga's mind was in that cursed form right now, and he'd remember everything he saw just now when he was a man again.
"Say, Auntie...?" Ranma called outside the dressing room. She tugged on a string bikini, taking her time about it while she spoke and then stood half turned towards P-chan. "Could you please buy me some skin lotion? My legs feel all dried up."
"Yes, of course, my dear. Shan't be long."
P-chan had settled down a bit. Trying to look away. Heh! Ranma leaned down over the cage and hefted up her breasts. That got a bit of a nosebleed going. Sure enough, Ranma-chan's sex appeal was now supernatural and no boy could hope to resist her. But despite her horniness she wasn't so far gone she'd turn him back and mount him here and now. Later. After teasing him into submission. After making him forget all about who Ranma really was. After they were alone, in a more private location, where they could get away with that sort of thing with ease.
Meanwhile, Ryoga was completely lost. Sorry, that might seem redundant, but he was lost in a way he wasn't normally this time around. That was Ranma. That bastard was deliberately using the cuteness of his cursed form to mess with him! Guh! Just like always!
And yet he just... Couldn't summon the anger. There was something different about her. The sheen of her skin, the way she moved, the way she spoke. Every moment he stared at her made her seem more and more attractive, and in light of that Ryoga simply could not summon his usual well of hate for his martial arts and romantic rival. Damn you Ranma! What are you up to this time?! Humiliating him like this, how disgusting, how despicable! How like you.
"So, Ryoga," Ranma seductively whispered to the pig. "Whaddaya want to see me wear first?"
- Ranma continues teasing Ryoga.
- Ranma is interrupted when Shampoo suddenly jumps into the dressing room.
- Nabiki is making money.
- Akane is still searching.
- Something else
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