Story: Akane's Titnosis

This was a bizarre situation even for Furinkan. Akane Tendo's innermost repressed perverted desires had taken over her body, suppressing her normal will thanks to her acquiring a pair of hypnotic breasts. It would be easy to jokingly dismiss this, claim it was just another Thursday night at the Tendo residence - but no, this goes way beyond the pale.

Nonetheless, the perverted Akane was greatly enjoying herself on multiple simultaneous layers. She was enjoying the sensation of rubbing and groping her enormous perfect and hugely sensitive hypnotits. If she were to describe it... She'd ask someone to imagine thunder and lightning going off in your chest, while the voice of God tells you how awesome you are.

Then she'd say that it was actually nothing like that. It was a thousand times better. Only part of this was due to how sensitive they were. By itself this would be addictive enough, but on top of that she was also feeling an overwhelming sense of tactile pleasure through her fingers and hands: They had the privilege of coming into direct contact with perfection. The warmth, the smoothness, the roundness... Divine. Utterly and totally divine.

<i>Nnnng... Stop that, you - You! </i>

"The pronoun you're looking for is 'me', actually," pervert Akane taunted her currently inner self. This was the other level on which she was enjoying this. Oh, how she was enjoying it! Burying her prudish self, having the chance to flaunt in her face everything that she'd been put through... And the anticipation of getting herself to ride the wild stallion. Turn all her romantic rivals into her 'friends'. All thoughts that Akane had. All thoughts that Akane had repressed. "Really now, why are you so upset? You'll be back in control by the end of the day, and everything you want is going to be gift wrapped up for you."

She pulled her hands away from her tits, put them on her head instead, rested her elbows on them and jumped up and down .No particular reason for it. She was simply curious to see what it felt like.

<i>I... I don't want this! Oooooh...</i>

This was another layer still. Her keen awareness that even the prudish Akane Tendo could find this experience pleasurable. Time for her to play a little more.

"When Ranma gets here, I think that I'll surprise him with a flying glomp," pervert Akane began. "I'll smoosh his head right on into my cleavage and seal away his will."

<i>You'll do no such thing!</i>

Smirking, the pervert trailed her hands down the side of her head, and then resumed groping herself. Rubbing her hands in slow circles, carefully resisting the urge to go faster... for now.

"Then once I've done that, I'll pull down his trousers. His boxers too. Then I'll stick his rock hard man meat right in my creamy valley and tell him that he can't come until five minutes after he's inside me. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

<i>Sh-shut up! No way!</i>

Perverted Akane smirked. She knew all too well how much Akane would like that. After all, she'd sent those emotions right into the back of her mind because of how much they frightened her. At this point she began to go a little bit faster with the self groping, spreading out her fingers as wide as they could go to ensure she got as much coverage as possible.

"Then I'll push him down and mount him. Cowgirl style," the girl continued, feeling herself start to pant in anticipation. "I'll guide his hands up to my tits and make him squeeze them, while commanding him to tell me how he really truly feels about me. Then, at the instant he tells me he loves me, I'll let you have control! Doesn't that sound wonderful?"

<i>Mmmph... N-No it doesn't! Cut it out already!</i>

But now we can see how devious this perverted Akane truly could be. She pulled herself away from the addictive pleasure of groping her hypnotic tits, instead choosing to stand there with her hands on her hips.

"Okay," she said. "If you insist. I won't do that."

<i>H-Huh? You won't...?</i>

Heh. She could easily hear the blue balls... blue tits? In the other her's inner voice. "Sure!" she promised, making ready to set the bait. The pervert spun around cutely on her feet, clasping her hands behind her back and smiling brightly. "In fact, I'll even let you have your body back, right here and right now. In exchange for one little thing."

<i>...What's the catch?</i>

"I want you to admit that you like him," the pervert said. Ultimately, this is what she wanted from the start. For the 'true' Akane to stop repressing her feelings. Even something as simple as admitting that she liked Ranma would be enough. From there, she'd start taking more proactive steps towards a relationship with him. Culminating in the nookie that she was after sooner or later. When considering her newfound bust, sooner was the safe bet. "A genuine confession. I'm the only one who will know. All you have to do is tell yourself the truth, and I'm out of your hair."

<i>Are you sure about that?</i> the true Akane asked. <i>I think you're forgetting something.</i>

Forgetting something? The pervert frowned and tried to think what it might be. "No, I don't think so. It's a pretty good deal for both of us, and eventually we'll get what we really -"

Then her right hand smacked her right across the cheek. Hard enough to send her reeling around clockwise. Akane Tendo then stood up and wiped at her mouth.

"You forgot how stubborn I can be," she said - then spun around anti-clockwise she'd gone before. "Oh no, uh uh! It's not gonna be that easy!" Then she spun clockwise around again. "Who cares about easy? What matters is, I don't let anyone walk all over me!" Anti-clockwise. "Ooh! This attitude is why he always calls you uncute!" Clockwise. "Better uncute than a slut!"

She winced a bit, waited for the spin around. When it didn't come, she relaxed a little and looked down to the floor where her top was lying discarded. Akane bent down to retrieve it. But then her hands betrayed her, flying to her chest outside of her control.

"Yipe!" she, ahem, yiped in shock and no small amount of surprise pleasure. "Ah! Woah! Oooh!" Akane shook her head, trying to get it off. "Not fair! Let go of my hands."

<i>I already ha~ave...</i>

Yeah, Akane didn't buy that for a second. This was the other her trying to get into her head. Uh... poor choice of words. The point was, there was no way she could be so skilled with her fingers. There was no way a girl like her could know exactly where to touch to make it feel so <b>good</b>.

"I don't believe youuuuuu!" Akane moaned. She was on her knees. When had she dropped to her knees?

<i>Hello? Repressed sexual deviant side? Right here! You've always had a pretty good instinct for this stuff, you just keep it nice and buried.</i>

"Sorry, still n...not b-buying... Oh god, what is this feeling in the pit of my stomach?"

<i>That would be an orgasm building up. Pretty much unstoppable at this point...</i>

"Akane Tendo, I return with the interloper! Ohohohoho!"

Kodachi's timing was as lousy as ever, it seemed...

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Well, that didn't go anything like it should have. One moment Shampoo was creeping around on the roof. The next she noticed Kodachi trying to creep up on her. Skip ahead a few moments here and there, and the next thing she knew she'd taken some kind of paralysis powder to the face.

That was... embarrassing. Kodachi wasn't normally in her league. But tonight, she'd fought with an edge. Like her life and soul were on the line. Faster, stronger, more determined and bloody minded than usual. Almost like she wasn’t totally bonkers.

In any event, here she was struggling against the effects of this accursed paralysis powder. The only thing she could do was close her eyes while Kodachi dragged her off inside.

"Akane Tendo, I return with the interloper! Ohohohoho!"

There was a funny noise that almost sounded like Akane had experienced climax right there in front of her, but such a thing was so difficult for Shampoo to tolerate happening that she decided it would be best if she outright denied the possibility.

"Huh... Looks like she couldn't hold on, and slipped back under," Akane said between deep sucking breaths. "Ah, thank you Kodachi. You're such a great friend."

"Such flattery," Kodachi said. "Though now, I must enquire: What is it you intend to do with this rude interloping foreign girl? I can assuredly think of a few punishments worth considering."

"Oh, that's easy enough," Akane said. "Force her eyes open, and close your own."

No! Curse her! Whatever strange spell the kitchen destroyer had invited upon herself was blatantly based on line of sight, and so Shampoo had hoped she would be able to keep her eyes closed until this paralysis powder wore off. This was, in fact, the only tactical move available to her at this very moment. She tried to at least shake her head, turn it away. But to no avail. The paralysis powder wouldn't let her even do that. She felt Kodachi's slender fingers clawing her eyes open until -

Until they fell upon perfection. Inches from her face. Indescribable beauty, the likes of which she'd never dreamed could exist before.

"Like what you see?" Akane asked. She leaned back and put her hands behind her head, thrusting out that perfection until it was so close Shampoo felt that a sharp breath in would probably smother her in marshmallow heaven.

But Shampoo wasn't so easily defeated. She was a warrior of the Joketsuzoku. She recognised this for what it was, and she'd be damned if she was beaten like this! Even if all she could do was stall for time - well, that's what she'd do.

"Kitchen destroyer have to cheat to win Airen," Shampoo said, her voice flat and slurred compared to the passion she'd tried so very hard to summon. "Need to brainwash to stand chance."

"Hah! That's rich after all the love spell bullshit you've pulled!" Akane laughed. She stepped back, and Shampoo had to bite a whimper of desire down. No, not further away, closer! Closer! "I'll let you in on a little secret. I've always hated you. Perfect balance between mighty warrior and sexy feminine temptress." Akane then grabbed at her own chest and shook her tits while violently groping them. "Oooh, the envy still burns inside me. I could forgive Kodachi, because at least she had a sense that she didn't stand a chance at Ranma! No offense, dear friend."

"None taken," Kodachi replied. "Though, I had been rather hoping for a threesome with Ranma one time. You wouldn't begrudge your friend that opportunity?"

"Ranma's birthday is coming up. We'll let that be his present," Akane said.

"Kitchen destroyer sound strange," Shampoo slurred, her voice even less focused than before. "No usally so - Mmmmph."

And there goes her free will. Being smothered in these tits, she didn't stand a chance. Maybe it was more like she didn't want to stand a chance, and gave up the fight right away. Who knows? Who cares? It felt so good that it really didn't matter anymore. The sensation of her skin touching these tits was triggering all of her pleasure nerves, while suppressing her pain. It was beyond euphoric. This experience was practically divine.

"There there, that's alright," Akane said, patting the top of Shampoo's head the way one might a pet dog. "Now. first thing's first. You're going to give up on Ranma. He's just not into you." Akane stopped for a moment, and Shampoo had the vague feeling she was being given the once over. "Must be your personality, because it sure isn't your body. Damn, even I looked twice when you first showed up... Anyway, second thing. From now on, you're going to serve as the Tendo family maid. That should help make up for all the trouble you've caused us."

The thoughts sunk into Shampoo's mind. Right about then, she realised that the paralysis powder had worn off. Technically, she was free to fight back. But instead her hands trailed up Akane's body until they reached those glorious tits. Then she gave them a squeeze -

"Shampoo! You have to fight it!"

Fight it...? Akane's voice sounded more like her usual self there. She slowly blinked, and realised that she'd been pulled away from perfection.

"Can you hear me Shampoo? Don't let these things control you! Fight back! Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Yes mistress," Shampoo said. Then these new commands sunk in. "What Shampoo means is... Shampoo act like too too slutty maid, but no have to like it!" Anyone could tell from her tone of voice that this was her brand new fetish. "Shampoo frolic around in too too slutty maid uniform, but no because want to show off body."

"Ugh! That stupid pervert! I'm you, so if I'm stupid then so are you. You are not me! Quit saying that you are! Oh dear, this really isn't going anywhere. Trust me, you won't be happy until you finally accept how much you're craving the d."

While that argument was going on, Shampoo's commands were sinking into her brain. Be a maid, but fight against the tits. There was only one way to truly follow that command: She would become a tsundere maid! As tsundere as can be! Oh, but she'd never behaved like a tsundere before...

"You're impossible! I have no romantic feelings towards that jackass whatsoever! That flush look on your face when I said his name says otherwise..."

Lucky for her, a perfect teacher had appeared in front of her.

1. Shampoo retrieves a uniform
2. Akane accidentally gives Kodachi and Shampoo further commands while arguing with herself.
3. Kodachi tries to calm Akane down. Things take a yuri turn.
4. Cue Ranma arriving with Nabiki and Ukyo in tow.
5. Something else