Soun Tendo was blessed with three beautiful daughters. No, make that a correction. He was cursed with three beautiful daughters. As in, really cute. Pretty faces, fit bodies and all three of them had a very different kind of appeal about them. No, he was not perving over his own flesh and blood. It was more like he was worried. Pretty girls like that tend to attract the attention of manipulative boys who want to do a lot more than cuddle.
It kept him up at night with worry. All three of them took after their mother's beauty, and he remembered all too well what a charming horndog he had been when they were dating. The last thing he wanted was for any of them to do something youthful and foolish. Yet he dare not broach the subject with any of them either.
Of course it didn't exactly help matters that they were in a porn thread that could still take absolutely any direction, but would almost certainly wind up with his daughters deflowered and him getting absolutely nothing. Again. It was so crushingly unfair! He'd been so faithful to his beloved wife, couldn't he at least get a little action?
"I think Daddy's fantasising about railing Miss Hinako again..." Nabiki said to her sisters.
"Nabiki!" Akane elbowed her. "Don't use that kind of language"
"Quite right," Kasumi agreed, gently wagging her finger in the middle sister's face. "You should say that he wants to bend that curvaceous teacher over the nearest table and screw her silly."
The family was currently in the living room, with Soun staring off misty eyed at his three daughters, while they were staring back at him growing just a touch more frustrated with each passing moment.
The eldest was Kasumi, the epitome of what the Japanese ideal is for a housewife. Gorgeous, polite, intelligent, kind and she filled out that simple dress like she was poured into it.
"Oh, you are far too kind. I'm really nothing special."
Then there was the middle girl, Nabiki. She of the perpetual smirk. It was a good look for her. It promised much suffering for those that drew her attention. However, given that she was a lot less shy about wearing revealing clothing - as evidenced by her tanktop and tight shorts - and had a pair of legs that rivalled Kasumi's rather prodigious bust, it would prove quite hard for most men to keep from trying for that attention anyway.
"You still owe me a thousand zen."
And finally there was Akane. She was as pretty as the other two, but right now she was dressed in a rather unflattering gi. Though her hair was (currently) long and flowing down her back she still carried herself as quite the tomboy, but one that really wanted to behave in a feminine way. This contrast gave her a certain allure that almost overshadowed the other two: You can find a beautiful housewife or a stunning gold digger anywhere. A much rarer and more elusive breed is the genuinely hot, cute tomboy.
"I'm more than a pretty face, you know..."
Indeed. Regardless, this is where Soun Tendo snapped out of his reverie and beamed at his three daughters. "Good news everyone!" he called out. All three girls shrunk back in a wince. "One of you will very soon be getting married to the son of a friend of mine!"
All three girls blinked. A few questions were in the process of competing for their mouths, but none of them could quite fully reach their intended destination.
"His name is Ranma Saotome," Soun continued, too happy to pay attention to their reactions. "His father and I used to train together under... He who should not be named."
"Do you mean Voldemort or Happosai?" Nabiki asked.
"Ah yes!" Soun said, in a louder tone of voice than the one he had previously been using. "I remember those days! Backbreaking training that made me into the man I am today."
"Oof, that old man really was a monster," Nabiki quipped, earning her another elbow from Akane.
"So, what do you know about this Ranma anyway?" Kasumi asked, while her two younger sisters glared daggers at each other. "I prefer older men. They are so much more... experienced." Brief awkward pause. "With how the world works, so they are more capable of being responsible."
"Ah, yes that is a perfectly reasonable question," Soun stroked his chin and nodded sagely. "Very well. His name is Ranma Saotome. He is the son of Genma Saotome. He's coming here today to meet you all."
And the silence that followed was so absolute you'd swear they were in outer space rather than the planet Earth.
"Hold on, wait a minute," Akane said. "Woah, hold up. How long has this arranged marriage deal been in place?"
"Oh, about ten years or so," Soun answered. "It seems a rather sensible way to avoid the various issues my eventual demise would cause regarding land ownership -"
"Yeah, I get that," Akane interrupted. "But... You've known about this for ten years, never bothered telling us about this arranged marriage until the same morning we're to meet him? Oh, and you don't know thing one about this boy we're meant to marry?" she threw up her hands. "Ugh! I mean, I don't want anything to do with this, but what if I did? His first impression of me is going to be this slightly dirty gi and me being all sweaty?"
"The boys at school seem to like that look..." Nabiki mused.
"Shut up you! Daddy, did you not think this through? Why didn't you tell us?"
"I had other things on my mind," Soun nodded sagely. "For example, I kept getting distracted by wondering what we would have for dinner tonight. Kasumi always manages to surprise me with her astonishing cooking."
Akane put her head in her hands and wailed. "Oh god, we're in a satirical style comedy thread on a porn website. Just give me the big knockers and a ditzy personality and be done with it!"
Eh, nah. Where would be the fun in that? In any event the conversation was quickly cut off by a certain arrival at the front gate. Needless to say the reactions among the family were a bit different from one another.
Kasumi, as the eldest, fully expected she would be the one that would have to take it. On that point she sincerely hoped it was an older, more experienced man who would know how to satisfy her needs. That is, they could provide a stable income and various forms of emotional support over the course of their long relationship, as well as the ability to absolutely ruin her in the bedroom.
For Nabiki, she reacted much like a kid on a Christmas morning. A new toy had arrived! Either it would be someone she could torment, or potentially someone she could torment Akane with. Either way, win/win! And who knows? If they're cute she might even get a chance to feast on dick tonight!
As for Akane, she moped along after the others. She could already see her future laid out in front of her. She somehow knew which of them would wind up getting engaged to this strange mysterious boy, and worse yet she could sort of tell that he was going to do... Things... To her and maybe to her sisters as well.
What she did not expect to see was a panda walking into their house carrying someone over their shoulder. Someone with a quite frankly amazing butt. Akane joined the rest of her family in staring in rapt attention as the panda set her down right in front of them. She was cute. Super cute. Pretty face, curvy body. Really easy on the eyes. The clothes were a little too big for her, just a little bit and even the way she was standing there fidgeting to herself made Akane feel... Something stirring deep within her that grew bigger and wetter the longer she stared at this astoundingly hot piece of ass.
Oh yes. There was no doubt in her mind that this was a satirical porn thread. It was just going in a little bit of a different direction than she was expecting. To her further surprise, Akane was perfectly fine with that.
"Are you...?" Soun asked with a quavering finger.
"Yeah, I'm Ranma Saotome," she said. "Sorry about this."
Nothing to apologise for, Ranma. Nothing at all.
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This had not been an easy month for Ranma Saotome. It had been a long trip back across China, and this curse had made things way more difficult than it should have been.
For one thing, while in cursed form? Everyone leered at her. Everyone. Men and women alike. Did not matter if they were straight or gay or whatever, every single one of them wanted a piece of Ranma's cursed form.
But the worst part was when she caught sight of herself in a mirror or something. Because when that happened Ranma completely understood why they were leering. She was a walking sex nuke. A weapon of mass eroticism. Did not matter what she was wearing, the hotness just... Radiated off of her. And oh, you had better believe it was making her horny.
Actually, make that horny in both forms. It was a psychological thing. "I can have anyone I want, anytime I want" is quite the empowering thought. Even if the curse had caused a couple of complications during their visit, in particular that one purple haired babe's brand new obsession with using her tongue to bathe every inch of Ranma's cursed body.
But that was a story for another time. This morning, his father had told him "you're getting engaged to the daughter of a friend of mine."
To which Ranma had protested to the effect, "the hell I am".
And his father rebutted, "the hell you are!"
"Better catch me then!"
Cue chase, cue capture, cue being carried in through the front gate of a rather nice if old fashioned training hall by a big hairy black and white bear with an attitude problem. Actually make that <i>several</i> attitude problems.
But yeah! Marriage was not on Ranma's list of things needing done. So far the urge to fuck had been fought and struggled against, and his will had won out. His sex drive had not prevailed! The last thing he needed was more temptation in his life, although having thought that the fact that narrative focus had just returned to him probably meant he or his cursed form were about to get laid. To which his only answer was "shit".
Although when he was placed down on the floor again, Ranma stared past the mustachioed man and at the three visions of beauty lurking behind him. Huh! He'd been expecting way less pretty girls.
"Dibs!" called the girl in the gi, who was rubbing her hands down her neck while licking her lips. "The hot piece of ass is mine!"
"Oh no, I'm the oldest," said the girl in the dress, who was leaning forward provocatively. "It is my responsibility, I should be the first to be married."
"Girls, please!" the last of them called, stepping out in front with her arms outstretched. "A little self control? I'm quite sure that Ranma here will make the correct and rational choice." At which point she stepped backwards into Ranma, pressing her butt right back and then leaned her back into Ranma's chest, and ooh those were some interesting motions she was making with her hips. "Isn't that right, schnookums?"
Just as Ranma was starting to kind of get pulled into really, really liking this impromptu standing lapdance, the one in the dress whirled Ranma away and protectively nuzzled him into her chest. Now, Ranma knew this position was inviting all kinds of trouble, but dammit the way she was stroking her hair was making it really difficult to make her body leave.
"Leave poor Ranma alone, she's had a long journey and needs to rest up. Would you like to come with me, I shall show you where the bath is."
And finally, the girl in the gi tugged Ranma out of that sweet paradise into a tight embrace from behind. Furthermore, she lifted her leg around Ranma's waist, allowing her to pull her body really, really close. As in, to the point that even through the thick fabric of the gi Ranma could still feel her erect nipples poking her back.
"You're both terrible," that girl said, while blowing into Ranma's ear. "Can't you see that she doesn't like you two hitting on her like this?" She rubbed her cheek up against Ranma. "Come with me, I'll keep you safe."
All Ranma could do was gulp. There was no escape, was there? With all this teasing and touching from this trio of gorgeous sisters the outcome was inevitable. These randy girls could at least do him the courtesy of letting him lose his virginity as a man, rather than as a hot piece of ass! Though somehow Ranma doubted the story would go in quite that direction.
- Cue contest among the sisters, as each wants to sex up Ranma's cursed form.
- Genma interrupts, pouring hot water over Ranma. The girls return to normal behaviour.
- Genma pours the hot water over him, the girls still want to jump him.
- Meanwhile, Shampoo is on the hunt for Ranma, and is not far behind.
- Something else
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