It was official. Girl-form Ranma was in love! Not with anyone in particular, although Akane's white-hot intensity sure brought her close. Nope! She was in love with today. The best day of her life, no question. The only thing that could make it better was if Ryoga was there to give her a good, stiff dicking.
"Oh, blast it," Ranma suddenly exclaimed. "I was too busy watching them leave to think of inviting 'em into a threesome!"
Easily corrected: Ranma kipped up to her feet and sorted out her clothes, making sure to leave just enough of her shirt buttons undone to properly express her cleavage. Ooh, but that Akane girl had shown her that there was so much more to seducing people than she'd ever expected. Using her clothing and her battle aura to tease and entice. Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant, and she was desperate to see more, more, more!
Ah, but just as she was stepping out of the training hall she got a faceful of cleavage that might even dwarf her own impressive bust. Ranma automatically moved to ensnare the hips so she could appreciate the experience all the more, and also felt a gentle pair of hands on the back of her head, pushing her in. Smelled nice, felt nice. Slight adjustment so she could breathe and welcome to paradise.
"Hello, Ranma," said an angelic, divine voice. "I do not believe we have properly met yet. My name is Kasumi. I am the eldest of the sisters."
"Hi, Kasumi," Ranma said to Kasumi's boobs. The pigtailed babe suddenly realised that Kasumi wasn't actually naked. She was wearing a house dress with a bit of a low cut to it. Still, the eldest had left enough of an impression to make Ranma momentarily forget about her immediate plans to seduce the younger sisters into a lesbian threesome. Ranma slid her hands down towards Kasumi's tush. Squeeze. Nice. "Pleased to meetcha!"
"You're a very dirty girl, aren't you, Ranma?" Kasumi asked. Ranma nodded. Oh, yes! Definitely. Super dirty! She nodded with great enthusiasm, although the effect was rather more like she was bobbing her head in and out of Kasumi's cleavage. "So dirty, filthy all over. Then you should come with me right away."
A winner is Ranma! Kasumi pulled away and turned around, before striding off down the corridor. It wasn't a sensual walk, exactly. But it did make it rather clear to Ranma that this was the oldest, most mature of the sisters. Even though she was probably a year or two older at most, something about the way she carried herself gave her a distinctive sex appeal with an oomph that Ranma could properly appreciate.
Which sister did he like the most? Hard to say. Hadn't seen much of Nabiki yet, but if Akane and Kasumi were any indication that was something that needed to be fixed just as soon as the eldest had been taste tested.
"Here we are," Kasumi said. "This is the bathroom."
... Aww! That's what she meant by being a dirty girl? Well, sure, maybe Ranma did pong a little but she was hoping to get a little action with -
"Come in," Kasumi cheerily continued, opening the door and stepping inside. "I was hoping we could get to know each other a little better."
Well then. That sounded like an ideal situation for Ranma. In she skipped, rubbing her hands with glee, manic glee. Oh boy, oh boy! Akane and Nabiki had gotten her a bit worked up, and now it was time to let off some steam!
To Ranma's disappointment there was nothing especially erotic about the way Kasumi took her clothes off. It was polite, like she was undressing in her own room rather than trying to tease anyone. Humph! And since she was not even looking at Ranma right now she didn't much see the point either. What would be the point? Still, it did let her get a better look at Kasumi's body. Her fit, curvy body. Would you look at those hips? The answer is yes. You'd gawk at them for hours.
"You've been very quiet," Kasumi said, flashing a smile back at Ranma. Oof! So that's where Akane learned that from? "Ranma, you're not introverted, I hope?"
"Me?" Ranma asked, pointing at herself. "Introverted. Hehehehe! That's a good one!"
With her clothes neatly bundled in the corner of the room, Kasumi finally turned around. Jackpot. The treasure has been found. Ranma had only felt them through the dress before, but seeing them really put the emphasis on it. Girl-form Ranma's boobs were big for her frame, but Kasumi had her beat. Time to indulge in two of the sins at once, envy and lust directed squarely at that fantastic bust.
"Sit down, please," Kasumi said, gesturing to the stool. "Allow me to scrub your back. It is the least I can do, as you are a special guest."
"Why, thank you," Ranma replied, shooting her best smouldering glare at the girl. Kasumi simply smiled serenely. Her eyeline didn't so much as waver from Ranma's. Strange. Everyone else she'd done that to broke eye contact. Never mind.
Next Ranma put a hand on her cocked hip and strode forward, brimming with confidence, letting her body language do the talking. It was saying "You're hot, I'm hot, let's fuck." Not exactly the most cogent argument, but since Ranma was receiving mixed signals from Kasumi it might be best to try to clarify them a little.
"So, please tell me a little about yourself," Kasumi calmly said. No reaction? Weird. Ranma sat on the stool and bit her lip. Maybe this girl was just oblivious to the possible fun a pair of babes like them could have? "I understand you were training in China recently?"
"Huh?" Ranma asked, then gasped when she felt Kasumi's hands fall upon her shoulders and begin kneading. Oof. She was good at that. "Uh... Yes. Me and the old man were training in China. Learned a lot. I got a lot stronger."
"Oh, really?" Kasumi asked. "That's nice. Do you have any interests other than martial arts?"
"Yeah, sure I do," Ranma said. Okay then. If body language and searing-hot bedroom eyes weren't doing the job, then the best means left was the verbal seduction. "I'm interested in you. Tell me a little about Kasumi Tendo."
"There's not much to tell," Kasumi said. "I take care of the family. Especially my little sisters."
And then, to Ranma's great surprise, she felt a pair of breasts pressing and rubbing up against her back. It also felt like there was a bar of soap in between them. Oh! So, her first impression was correct after all?
"I'm so worried about them," Kasumi admitted. Up and down, up and down. So soft! So slippery, so nice and big and round. Ranma attempted to turn around, but just as she did Kasumi's arms snaked underneath hers and - Ah! Her nipples! They had been captured expertly! "Nabiki is too much of a sadist to enjoy a healthy relationship, and Akane is so repressed. What they really need is a nice boy, just like you, to help them out."
"N-Nice boy?" Ranma gasped. She couldn't move. The pleasure was just too much! Too intense, too quickly. Kasumi nibbled her ear, and Ranma was afraid her brain might melt. So hot! Her breasts were being played with by an expert, who was in turn using her own breasts to wash his back! "When did you -?"
"I didn't know for certain until just now," Kasumi admitted, then trailed a hand down towards Ranma's stomach, where her little finger circled Ranma's navel. Lower. Lower, please! If she could make Ranma feel this good this quickly without even touching her pussy, then what might she be able to do if she - "But the way you carried yourself, your manner of speech. Little things made it seem possible." Ranma turned her head to ask a question. Whatever it was, she forgot it instantly once those lips seized hers. "You're really cute," Kasumi said at last. "But my sisters need you more."
Suddenly, it all just... vanished. Ranma slumped on the stool, nearly falling off. She was panting. Heavily. It felt like she'd been running for a week straight. Pressure points. She must be using pressure points. That was the only explanation. Kasumi stepped around her and tipped a bucket of cold, cold water over Ranma's body.
"Ranma, my sisters need a good, hard lay," Kasumi advised, still smiling serenely. "I saw your father turn back into a man just before coming to see you. So I have to ask. Can you become a boy again?" Nod. Helpless, weak nod. "Is your boy form at least half as cute as your girl form?" More enthusiastic nod. "Would you like me to teach you how to do that to a girl?" Nodding wasn't the word for it. Ranma was willing the word yes to appear in the air around them. "Good!"
And just like that Kasumi dressed and started walking towards the door. "In that case I want you to give them a thorough dicking. They need it. They deserve it. Depending on how you perform I might even give you other rewards. Bye for now, Ranma-chan."
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The instant Kasumi closed the door she dropped to her knees. So cute! Ranma was so, so cute she could barely stand it! Oh, oh dear. It was so selfish of her. She desperately wanted to throw that door open and pamper that poor dear, nng, it would feel so good!
Instead she was thinking of something else. Her sisters. Yes. Her sisters needed this more, much more than Kasumi did. Ranma might well be the perfect antidote to their boy issues. Their behaviour and their thinking was not healthy, not in the least bit and what is an older sister supposed to do but worry?
Of course, the fact that she was encouraging Ranma to give Akane and Nabiki the kind of satisfaction she couldn't hardly played into her "care for" fetish in the least bit. It certainly didn't make her start dripping wet when thinking about Ranma seducing them both one at a time, then all three of them making each other so, so happy. That absolutely did not factor into Kasumi's thought process in the least!
Ahem.
"I suppose I should tell Akane and Nabiki that the water is heated up..." Kasumi mused, rising to her feet and innocently striding off, hands clasped behind her back and a slight skip in her step. "No real need to mention Ranma being in there. After all, he's seen me naked. It's only fair he gets to compare all of us before he makes a choice."
- Meanwhile, Nabiki and Akane are arguing about Ranma.
- Nabiki is giving advice for how to deal with Ranma that Akane is completely believing.
- Nabiki is giving advice, but Akane doesn't believe it.
- Ranma takes a bath and becomes a boy again.
- Something else.
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