Story: Sexy Furinkan Girls

Shampoo was a lot of things. She was pretty. She was strong. She was fearsome. She was fast. She was also a really, really good tracker. Consider: She tracked the Saotomes across China. Despite Genma Saotome being quite the expert in ducking out of trouble. Despite not knowing about their curses. She was on top of them, breathing down their necks all the way to Furinkan.

Compared to that how hard do you think it would be for her to locate girl form Ranma when she wasn't really hiding?

"Nihao!" Shampoo yelled with her usual bubbly enthusiasm, diving on top of the redhead just as she was walking out of the changing room. "Shampoo find girl form Ranma! Airen come have fun time with Shampoo now, yes?"

Under normal conditions Shampoo would immediately tip some hot water over her beloved airen's head. Turn her back into him. She so enjoyed nuzzling her head (and other parts of her body) up against his lean, muscular frame and certainly preferred it to his softer cursed form. But with this newfound alteration, enhancing an already cute girl to such ridiculous heights...

"Hello Shampoo," Ranma batted her eyes seductively at Shampoo. That adjective was a little redundant since everything Ranma did while in girl form qualified as seductive now. Especially given the bikini she was almost wearing. "It's a real pleasure to see you."

Both girls looked up and down the figures of the other, and instinctively pressed their bodies up against one another. Desire and passion sparked in their eyes. Their hands began to wander, seeking places within the other's clothes where they could reach under to touch upon bare flesh.

"B-bwee?!" a tiny voice squeaked, dragging Shampoo's attention in their direction. She scowled a little at the piglet in the cage at Ranma's feet. Ryoga Hibiki. The perpetually lost swine. At times he was a useful ally due to his interest in the kitchen destroyer. Most of the time he was a nuisance. An idiot on par with Mousse, which was a criticism she did not give lightly. And now the fanged boy was staring dumbly at the two ridiculously, supernaturally sexy girls with less intelligence than a rock who believed the earth was flat. "Bwee?!" he repeated, a trickle of blood coming from his snout.

"Stupid pig," Shampoo groused. "Close eyes! Shampoo want take string bikini from airen, have too too much fun time!"

"Mm, Shampoo, don't be a stick in the mud!" Ranma whispered, then ran her tongue in a slow sensual circle around Shampoo's earlobe. "It's not time to put away our toys yet. Besides which. I can't go off to have fun with you right now anyway. I'm clothes shopping with mother. It would be so terribly rude of me to slip off to play with a friend. Right?"

Ah. That was a good point. Didn't Ranma have a complicated relationship with his mother? As in, didn't she have no idea at all about the curse? Didn't she think that Ranko was a cousin for the Tendo sisters? Oh. Strangely, this moment of emotional vulnerability was a big, massive turn on for Shampoo... But at the same time it made it a lot more difficult for her to justify stealing this super cute and curvy girl away to lick honey from her body.

Shampoo looked over girl form Ranma's body once again. Oof, but just imagining that taste left her tongue tingling... Maybe later.

"Oh, hello there," Mrs Saotome said. Oh, gosh! That wasn't like Shampoo at all! Normally she would have noticed someone like Nodoka Saotome coming up behind her like that! Then again, normally she wasn't hugging onto a girl with a supernaturally sexy body who was only wearing a string bikini. "Are you one of Miss Ranko's friends?"

"Yes she is mrs Saotome," Ranko answered immediately, tightening her grip around Shampoo's waist. "Shampoo is one of my best friends. She was looking for a bikini too, weren't you?"

There was something else you could add to the list describing Shampoo: Opportunistic. Going shopping with airen was not why she was actually here, but under the circumstances it seemed the best approach to take. A sly expression slipped effortlessly onto her face. "Is that moisturiser cream?" she asked, knowing full well that it was. "Shampoo rub on ai- Ranko, help keep skin from too too dryness. Could Mrs Saotome please find cute bikini she think look nice on Shampoo?"

"Of course, my dear! I already happened to see just the thing a little while ago. Be back soon."

As soon as she left, Shampoo tossed the bottle of moisturiser in the air. While it tumbled down under the weight of gravity, she cracked her knuckles, leaned her remarkable chest forward just a few inches and then caught it in between her boobs.

While she did that 'Ranko' positioned herself on the dressing room wall opposite the pig's cage. Leaning against the mirror so that her breasts, large though they may be, were barely touching them. Her legs spread slightly apart, and then she glanced over her shoulder with a faux innocence.

"Thank you so much Shampoo," Ranma said with a twinkle in her eyes. "My skin was so terribly dry. Oh! Could you please hurry and rub it up my legs?"

"With pleasure," Shampoo answered. She pushed her boobs together. They squeezed the bottle and then a dollop landed in her upturned palm. "Shampoo get started straight away."

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Ryoga was in hell. How did he know this? The answer was simple.

"Ooh, Shampoo! Your fingers are so strong, yet so delicate!"

"Mmm, airen too too nice. Airen's legs soft and smooth, like rubbing silk!"

Because the cruellest punishment devised of in hell was a glimpse of heaven. Out there, before his very eyes there were two girls. Neither of them Akane Tendo. Both of them hotter than a supernova. He tried to look away. Really he did. He tried his hardest to hold onto that feeling, his love for Akane was too pure to be sullied in such a way. And yet... And yet!

Ranma grunted in unexpected pleasure. "If anything I'm being too stingy. Your fingers are like magic."

"Not nearly as magic as these glutes!"

Try looking away from a sight such as this. Ranma's actually a boy. He kept on trying to remind himself of that. What he was looking at right now was a boy's cursed form. A transformed body. Not actually a girl, but a boy who identified as a boy internally no matter what body he or she was in!

But those thoughts felt like grains of sand, especially when Ranma turned around and Shampoo stuck her tongue into that perfect little navel while reaching around with cream covered hands to rub across those feminine hips and squeeze that well formed ass. Try to remember that this was a boy you were watching when 'he' thrust out 'his' dazzling breasts. Try not to claw at the only thing between you and that inviting fleshy valley. Try to hold onto the idea that you are in love with someone else when something that easy to love is in front of you.

"Enjoying the show?" Ranma asked. Oh, that tease! Ryoga knew this for what it was but it didn't matter! The show was too much for him to take! Ryoga knocked his piggy head against the door. He had to get out of here! But somehow, mercifully, he managed to last long enough for this sweet hellish torment to conclude. Ranma had been rubbed over with cream. It was done. It was finished. "Oh, Shampoo. Before you try on your bikini, don't you think it would be a good idea for you to let me rub some of this cream on you?"

It was only just getting started.

1. Akane continues her search with the help of her friends.
2. Somehow, Ranma smells Ukyo's cooking at a distance and leaves Shampoo to play with Ryoga.
3. Ranma and Shampoo continue teasing Ryoga.
4. Ranma finally lets Ryoga out of his cage and lets him join in the fun.
5. Something else