An alarm sounded and spoiled the best night's sleep Akane Tendo could remember having, ever. Normally she would practically leap from her bed to greet the day, set about warming up her muscles and set about her normal routine. Not so this morning. For some reason that she could not identify, she felt content. Happy. Satisfied. As though some long since tightly wound spring had been given blessed relief at long, long last.
The reason for this escaped her entirely, until her eyes fully opened and she found herself staring into the pretty face of her gender changed fiance.
"Yo," Ranma waved with a twinkle in her eye. "Have a good night's sleep, dearest?"
Akane gulped. Right now Ranma was mostly under the covers, but for her arms and everything above them. There was no sign of cloth, no sleeves, no collar. If she was wearing anything at all it was beneath the sheets, but the funny thing about the brain is that it associates what it cannot see with what it can. What she could see was nnnnnnaked Ranma absently twirling her left hand's finger around and around on her sheet covered hips while her right hand was propping her pretty little head up. Overall, this created the impression that the sexy little perv was nnnnnnaked underneath those sheets.
What a truly terrible sacrifice she had to make to protect her sisters. Truly, she was a hero for the ages in accepting this wicked burden.
"Yes I did," Akane answered, scooting her head forward reflexively to peck Ranma on the lips. Then she kicked her sheets off, revealing that Ranma had merely unclasped several buttons on her shirt and bunched it down around her waist. Still pretty sexy, but not quite the same effect as before. "But now it's morning. I've got to freshen up."
"Good thinking," Ranma licked her lips hungrily. Her eyes roamed Akane's body like she was a full course meal set before a man who had been lost for a week in the desert. "It's always a good idea to make sure your muscles are ready before you do anything strenuous."
It is important to note at this point that last night's bout of sapphic delights was more than just these two perverts getting off. Believe it or not there was a deeper purpose behind it, at least from Ranma's point of view. She was crucially aware that different people like different things. One man's meat is another man's poison. Similarly, one woman's fetish is another's 'flee for the hills'. Unknown to Akane, Ranma had been watching her reactions last night like a hawk, carefully tracing out the little things that the tomboy liked, what she didn't like so much and was already fast on the track to figuring out how to satisfy Akane's needs at will.
On that basis it very much seemed to Ranma that letting Akane do a warmup was the best idea going. The pigtailed pervert foresaw a lot of cumming and going in Akane's immediate future.
"Alright then," Akane said. By now she was standing by the side of her bed. "Then I'll just start out by going on my morning run."
The tomboy then smoothed down her nightgown and strutted over towards her wardrobe, giving little flares of battle aura that caused the flimsy material to flip and bunch in such interesting ways, giving Ranma a little teaser of what was to come.
Oof! Just what she liked. A show in bed! Ranma settled in and rested her hands behind her head more than eager to take in the delights on offer.
Akane reached her chest of drawers. Initially, she made to bend over to open up the bottom drawer but then peered over and saw Ranma staring at her ass. She straightened up again, turned her head away waggled her finger towards the bed without looking and then lifted her foot high into the air before lowering it again so that her toes gripped hold of the drawer. It was pulled open like that with a little bouncy flourish, and then Akane used that same foot to reach inside of the drawer and pulled out a bright red g-string, that she lifted right up and up, until she was able to snatch it away with her teeth.
It is at this point that we should point out that Ranma was not the only one last night who was keeping a close eye on what their partner enjoyed in bed. The difference is that while Ranma was doing so deliberately, Akane was doing it unconsciously. This will become more important later on, but do keep it in mind.
With g-string firmly caught in her teeth, Akane retrieved a pair of socks from the next drawer up and seemed to fall backwards into her chair, which spun her around in a manner reminiscent of a pole dancer going around and around a pole. While it spun, she pulled on her socks, and Ranma nodded in appreciation of her stripping genius: Whoever could have thought that putting on socks could be so erotic?
But Akane wasn't finished yet! Once her socks were on she rolled off the chair and wound up against the wall next to her wardrobe, still with the g-string in her teeth. She put her hands on top of her head and then made a motion that began with those hands and ended with her hips, which crashed into the side of the wardrobe and caused its doors to pop open on the spot. Tapping her lips, Akane ran her fingers along the hangars while watching Ranma's face. 'For approval' Ranma quickly realised.
First up was a boring pair of shorts that looked like they'd go down to about halfway to her knees. No thanks! Next was a cutoff pair of jeans which would be nice, but Ranma had her eye on the next pair. Akane seemed to sense this and deliberately skipped over them, teasing Ranma rather expertly with some loose fitting jogging shorts which earned a rather vigorous shaking of her pretty pigtailed head before Akane returned her attention to the snug looking hot pants she'd passed over.
"A birthday gift from Nabiki," Akane sniffed, holding the shorts aloft. "Though I bet she only gave them to me so she could borrow them later." The g-string dropped from her mouth, and she stepped into them. Bending over to emphasise her breasts while she tugged the underwear on. "But if my dear, future husband slash wife thinks that I would look good in them, I'll wear them for the first time."
Ranma let out a rather doofy sounding laugh. "... Akane? This is going to be the beginning of a beautiful engagement."
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Of course, those two are not the only perverts residing at the Tendo dojo right now. Kasumi had already been awake for an hour by the time Akane was giving Ranma a striptease... Or should that be 'getting dressed' tease?
Regardless: Much as going for a morning jog was Akane's morning ritual, Kasumi's was getting up nice and early and then making her family breakfast. Seems pretty reasonable, until you realise that she did this buck ass naked.
She didn't really understand why but Kasumi preferred doing, well, most things this way. She knew that it was a little strange but why? Nudity was the natural state of being. Besides which her body was definitely full of oomph. She relished the chance to do something she enjoyed while wearing absolutely nothing at all.
And, oh boy, did she enjoy cooking! The only way she could enjoy it more is if it was possible for that nice young Doctor to rail her from behind while she was slaving over the stove. Alas, that would probably be too much of a distraction... But she'd also settle for being spied on by a naughty little sister.
"Good morning Nabiki!" Kasumi called. "Please, make sure you tell me if you're going to take photographs. You're up early, could you not sleep?"
"Can you blame me?" Nabiki answered, reluctantly putting the camera away. "Our little sis made such the cutest noises last night when she was losing her virginity. Do you think she'll stop being such a prude from now on?"
As if in answer Akane herself made an appearance. She strode confidently past the kitchen with her head held high and her hands on her hips. Her usual jogging attire had been replaced with something a little more... playful than usual. A snug and tight fitting pair of hotpants and a tube top, both of which Nabiki had given Akane as joke gifts because she'd almost certainly never wear them.
"Good morning!" Akane smiled and waved at her sisters, then jogged a little in place, and then went right out the front gate while Nabiki and Kasumi both goggled after her, though Kasumi had the sense to reach for a gown to cover herself while doing so.
"That was not the walk of shame," Nabiki remarked, adding a whistle for punctuation. "That was the walk of pride. That was not the walk of a girl who got laid, that was the walk of a girl who got <i>fucked</i>."
"Language," Kasumi admonished. "But yes, I quite agree. It does rather appear as though Akane enjoyed her first night with her future husband."
Which meant that he had fulfilled half of their deal. Kasumi glanced over towards Nabiki. One sister satisfied, but what about the other...?
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Ohoho! Girl form Ranma was loving this. What a way to wake up in the morning, in bed next to a cute girl who then gives a hot dance while getting dressed all for Ranma's enjoyment. It was a treat. A delight! A spectacle for her young perverted eyes!
"Mm, I should really do something nice for her," Ranma thought aloud, stretching out in Akane's bed. "Oh! I know! She's had my soft curvy girl form, but not my hard and rugged boy form! That's bound to set her motor running!"
Rolling out of bed, Ranma retrieved her bag and within found a thermos. Ready made in case of emergency. With a perverted cackle and a lecherous gleam in her eyes, the pigtailed perverted upended the thermos over her head, felt the warm water wash over her while thinking of all the ways she could use her boy form to satisfy Akane's fit body -
And in the process of changing washed away those same thoughts, as well as her memories of the fun they'd had last night.
"Man, that was a pretty great night's sleep," Ranma (boy form) mused in a distinctly non-perverted way. "And there was me worried it would be weird with the two of us in the same bed together." He scratched his chin and mused over that. "Though, maybe it would be best if I was in girl form just to be on the safe side... That way nothing dirty can happen. I bet Akane would prefer it that way too."
One of those last two sentences was completely correct, the other was completely wrong. Oh, sweet irony how fine it can taste.
Rather than waiting for his unexpected roomie to return to their - her room, Ranma patted his stomach and slipped out. He was pretty hungry this morning and that smell wafting up from the kitchen was starting to make his mouth water. Ranma strolled through the upper hall quiet as a mouse just in case there were still people sleeping. Namely, giant stupid pandas who might try to steal his food.
En route he passed the middle Tendo girl. Nabiki, coming up the stairs. She was wearing a familiar looking large yellow jumper, though where he'd seen it before... He couldn't quite place it.
"Morning Saotome," Nabiki quirked an eyebrow and gave him the once over. "I hope my sister didn't keep you awake last night. She's a very active girl."
Now, Ranma being Ranma, he didn't quite read between the lines here and totally misunderstood Nabiki's meaning. He's a little oblivious like that.
"Nah," he answered. "We pretty much just slept together." Nabiki's already quirked eyebrow rose yet another level. "To be honest I think we pretty much wore each other out yesterday." Meaning, their spar. "But I get what you mean! Akane's pretty physical, huh? Lots of leg strength, pretty sure she could easily kill a man with them." His stomach growled a little. Oof, but he was hungry! He knew it was rude to eat while Akane was still out jogging, but... "Say, my appetite is really acting up. I know Akane's still out, but... Do you think Kasumi would mind?"
For those curious, this is how you flap the normally unflappable: By accidental double entendre.
"I think Kasumi will leave you very satisfied while Akane is gone," Nabiki honestly answered. "If you'll excuse me, I was in the middle of breaking something."
Weird girl. Though, she did have a pretty face and a nice body... Then again the same could be said for the other two sisters as well. Case in point: Kasumi Tendo, who was standing in the kitchen wearing a big fluffy pink robe.
"Smells nice!" Ranma called out, earning a pleasant and charming smile from Kasumi. "What's for breakfast?"
Now, it must be noted that Ranma Saotome is an astonishingly talented martial artist. He is. He really and truly is. For his age he has attained a speed and strength that is frankly superhuman and yet, in spite of that, he is still only just starting to tap into his potential.
Even so, the sight of Kasumi turning around and getting her robe "accidentally" stuck in a drawer, causing it to spill open and expose his gaze to a rather splendid pair of breasts... Well, that's the kind of sight that would have made him stall in place even if he was gay. Might also have made him rethink his position on the Kinsey scale too in that scenario.
"I knew I'd chosen well," Kasumi said, seemingly totally oblivious to the fact that she was on display. "You're just what Akane needs to bring her out of her shell."
"Her... Shell?" Ranma mused, blinking in confusion and arousal. Confrousal? Arousion? Fortunately for his sense of self and capacity to think clearly Kasumi tucked the girls away again. "Uh... Akane doesn't strike me as a shy girl."
"Oh, but she is. Around boys at least. The two of you... Yes, I would say it's a good match."
"W-Well, I'd say we're really more friends for just now - " Ranma began, but Kasumi's smile cut him off again. There was a lot of... Not power exactly, but something behind that smile.
"Friends, yes... That's a good way to put it. Friends with... Benefits," Kasumi smiled. "I think you and Akane should continue being friends. But don't forget to become friends with Nabiki as well."
If Akane didn't strike Ranma as shy, then Nabiki sure as hell didn't!
"She's shy around boys too?" Ranma asked.
"Oh my no," Kasumi shook her head. "That girl has... the opposite problem."
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How had it come to this? Well, let's recap: Right now, the following statements were all true regarding Ryoga Hibiki:
1: He was naked.
2: His body - save his junk - was covered in a thin layer of oil.
3: There was a gag in his mouth.
4: He was strapped very securely to a girl's bed.
5: His dick was pointing straight up at the ceiling.
6: His balls felt like they were about to burst.
His tormentor slipped inside this torture chamber, wearing his jumper. A pretty girl, really pretty with brown hair that came around her face like a frame, with little points right at the bottom as though pointing at her neck. Her pretty slender, kissable neck.
"Have fun without me?" Nabiki Tendo mocked while sliding her hands down the sides of her body causing his jumper to give a splendid outline of what lay beneath. His dick twitched in desire. "You know what they say: Absence makes the dick grow harder."
"Mmmmf!" Ryoga pathetically whined. Oh, what a terrible and wonderful mistake he had made in wandering into this building late last night! Even though she hadn't so much as touched his penis, he'd been hard for hours, teased into this state by a girl who could only be called an expert of the tease!
"Serves you right for trying to sneak into a girl's room disguised as a pig," Nabiki admonished. "Now, pick the form of your destructor: Wink with your right eye if you want me to dance for you again." She did a little move with her hips that made him shudder in remembrance. But then Nabiki held up a pair of candles, and he dreaded to think what she might do with them. "Wink with your left if you want the candle wax." The candles were put down, and then Nabiki picked up... A big pink box with a question mark on it. "Blink with both if you want to see what's inside the mystery box. Though one piece of advice?"
She leaned in nice and close so that he could feel her breath on his ear. Nabiki ran her tone around his lobe before and after she spoke. Ah! So unfair! He was so close! "I'd only pick the mystery box if you want me to get <i>really</i> kinky."
- Akane goes on her morning jog, feeling a little more free in her perversion. But only a little!
- Nabiki continues to tease Ryoga.
- Genma wakes up, filled with a sense of duty: He must protect the Tendo sisters!
- The misunderstandings between Ranma and Kasumi continue.
- Something else
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