If one were to create a graph of "hottest babes Ranma knew" vs "popularity with the boys" you'd pretty much see a straight line for the most part. Obviously, the prettier the girl the more popular they'd be with the boys. Even a hothead like Akane was drooled over by pretty much every guy Ranma knew. Hell, even Nabiki had several admirers when her personality was a total turnoff. Purely because <i>hot damn</i> but that face, that ass, those legs... With that dangerous combo her nasty personality almost became a challenge! So yeah, there was a direct correlation between hotness and popularity going on there.
Enter the dip in the straight line. Azusa Shiratori. Take a look at her for a moment. Take a good, long look. She's cute. In fact, she's positively bubbly. She's so cute it makes your teeth hurt. She doesn't walk or run, she skips. She wears big flowery dresses with bows in her long curly hair, her eyes have the kind of innocent sheen typically seen in a young puppy or kitten.
And then you see her in her figure skating clothes. A skintight leotard that showed off her figure, hugging high on her hips so you can see exactly how perfect and flawless her legs are. A low cut to give a splendid hint to her impressive cleavage and bust. Yes indeed, Azusa Shiratori was a knockout. A stone cold knockout babe, and you could easily see why she was one half of the Golden Pair - the dreaded figure skating team that specialised in breaking up couples.
Alas... Where Akane, Nabiki or Shampoo's sometimes difficult personality types complimented their hotness, in Azusa's case... once you have spent five minutes in her presence it's rather difficult to remember how nuclear hot she actually was. You didn't see the cute. If anything you'd rather dread the word because -
"That's cute!" Azusa yelled, trying desperately to steal Ranma's pigtail. With little success as it was rather attached to the cursed girl's scalp. "Give me Clementine! Let me have her!"
"That's my hair, you -" Ranma began. But a strange thing happened then. She normally avoided this pest like the plague for exactly this reason, but this time around... This time she felt a different compulsion entirely. While reaching back to push her away, her hand had stroked up against Azusa's hips. Not bad. Even under that dress she was wearing, not bad at all...
Without thinking about it, she leaned back and whispered in her ear. While her attention was fully engrossed on trying to remove Ranma's pigtail from his head, the girl was whispering certain magic words of perverted magic into her ear, not even aware she was doing so. Strangely, she felt a little bit tired after doing so, but...
Her grip loosened. Ranma immediately jumped up on top of the nearest wall. He watched this cute pest with great care, ready to hop away the second she tried to lunge for something cute again. Turning your back on her wasn't the best of ideas. Best to keep her where you could see her... and not just because she had a pretty face. Turning his back on this girl was like dating a hungry lion to pounce on you.
However, Azusa seemed a little bit dazed and confused right now. More than usual that is. Of course Ranma did not realise that she'd accidentally cast a spell upon this girl that would, gradually, transform her into a total unrepentant pervert. Nor did she. But the interesting thing about Azusa is... how to put this gently.
She's an idiot. She's a space case. She'd so ditzy that scatterbrained bimbos look down on her behaviour and so cloyingly cutesy that she honestly comes across as more frightening than any vampire, werewolf, zombie or indeed any other scary monster you care to name. There is more empty space within her head than has yet been detected in the inky void of space. Azusa Shiratori was more dense than a neutron star. I could go on, but you get the point by now.
The point of all that really comes down to this: Her thought process is not like other people. As such the spell was having a bit of a different effect on her than one might expect. She wasn't the kind of girl who was into boys. She was into cute things. Anything that was cute. Even some things that may not be normally seen as cute. Her mind was a bit odd like that, the kind that latches onto anything that fits a seemingly idiosyncratic pattern that may as well be utterly random to an outside observer.
This made work both easier and harder for the spell. Sure a method similar to how it worked with Ranma would be hard to pull of with her. That is to say, making the girl like things that were considered sexually attractive in general. But on the other hand, using her own ridiculous obsession and twisting it in the right direction? Well that was quite another matter.
"So cute!" Azusa yelled, leaping for Ranma and grabbing only fence. "Oh! Nathaniel! Please don't flee!"
"I'm not Nathaniel!" Ranma yelled, hopping away. Sure she was a pervert but her survival instinct was still intact. He had no intention of being crushed to death by any girl! And this was the sort of girl who, when she once grabbed hold of something would never let go until it was broken into little pieces. Or she lost interest due to the newest random nonsense. "Keep away from me, you crazy girl!"
"But Nathaniel!" Azusa squealed, making ready to pounce like a cat. Which was not helping Ranma's desire to stay any! "Too cute! Can't help myself! I want to hug you and squeeze you and kiss you and rub you all over my naked body in the shower!"
If any other girl this pretty had made a promise like that, in her current mindset Ranma would've been all for it. As it was? Thanks but no! Time to scarper across the roofs, and hope against hope that some other cute thing caught this crazy chick's attention.
Trouble was that Ranma couldn't think of a single thing that was half as cute as her face. Except her body which was dynamite. Looking back, Azusa had little problem jumping up to the rooftop in hot pursuit. Of course. As a martial artist figure skater, it was inevitable she'd have the grace, poise and jumping ability to get up this high.
"Nathaniel, come back!" Azusa cried. "Your girlish body and your boyish attitudes contrast so well with each other it gives you an extra special defenseless allure!"
"... Did she swallow a dictionary in the last five minutes?!" Ranma pondered while fleeing. "Ugh! All I wanted was to have a hot threesome with Akane and Shampoo! Is that too much to ask!"
Glomp! All of a sudden she was tackled to the ground - er, rooftop? By a flying kleptomaniac. "Gotcha!" Azusa tittered, nuzzling into her neck. "Teehee! No playing hard to get, Nathaniel..."
"I'm not Nathaniel! I'm Ranma!"
To Ranma's shock, Azusa's next move was to bury her face right in Ranma's butt. Oh sure, there were still trousers and boxer shorts in the way, but at the point where a cute girl is pressing her face right into your ass it's kind of hard to care how many layers there are in between.
"Mmm... soooo soft!” The fact that same girl was starting to mumble like that didn’t help either. Gah! Once again, it's important to note that if this had been any other girl this cute using her butt as a pillow then Ranma would be all for it right now. But with Azusa? It was a threat rather than a promise. A threat... that something worse would be happening in the near future! "I wonder what it feels like without these ridiculously uncute baggy trousers in the - Minnie!"
And... just like that, she was gone. Leaving Ranma lying on the roof feeling... oddly aroused and scared. Well, she wasn't gonna count a gift horse. Not least until she was sure that the monster was good and gone. Time to head off back home to see if she could get any action with Akane.
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For the life of Asuka Saginomiya, beauty was all that mattered. This might be a surprise to some readers, but she did have a life outside of being a one shot character intended as a rival to Kodachi Kuno. Indeed! She enjoyed taking gentle walks around the street, posing for especially handsome men in the large photo frame that she carried around with her. Such was the style and grace of the White Lily - she was sure that one of them might be brave enough to approach her, sweep her off her feet and so forth.
"Uh... let's stay away from that weird chick with the wooden square around her head and shoulders."
"No argument here!"
More cowards. More craven cowardly men who did not see the precious treasure being offered to them! As such she had no qualms whatsoever about tossing a gift their way to give them courage. A bouquet of white lillies that exploded over their heads, and created a cloud of chloroform right in their faces.
"Ohohohohoho!" Asuka cackled. "Craven wretches, too intimidated by my beauty! Oh, but if only there were someone brave enough. If only there were someone -"
"Minnie!"
Asuka's face fell and she looked around nervously. She knew that voice. She loathed that voice. She feared that voice. Where? Where was she? Where was that interminable pest! Always stealing her flowers or dresses or picture frames. If only she knew where the voice was coming from she might know which way to run -
Alas, she had fallen into the same trap that many people do. She failed to look up.
It was like being taken down by a large bunny rabbit. Except in this case one wearing a dress.
"Azusa! Leave me be!" Asuka yelled, futile but it made her feel better. "You impertinent -"
Which was the point this took a direction she had not anticipated. By now Asuka was used to - if still annoyed by - this pesky figure skater trying to steal her stuff. What she was not so used to was Azusa blatantly and enthusiastically groping her chest!
"Ooh, these are so nice!" Azusa said, a lecherous grin half forming on her face. "You shouldn't hide these away, Minnie! They're soooo cute!"
Now Asuka's struggle to free was a touch more panicked than usual. She pushed at Azusa's face. To no avail. She tried kneeing the girl in the stomach. Nope! There was only one thing for it. She dropped a lilly in her cleavage, then made sure to cover her mouth and nose - it wasn't long before Asuza's frantic groping crushed the flower, releasing the chloroform right into her face. Alas, the girl's slumber took the form of a faceplant right into Asuka's breasts... and shortly thereafter tearing away her dress.
"Nice!" a weedy looking boy with dark circles under his eyes said while hiding in a nearby bush. He took a picture and rushed off.
"Ooh! Someone will suffer for this!" Asuka promised, then stormed off, using her umbrella to cover her chest. "Wait... what am I saying? Azusa shall suffer for this! If she's so fond of stealing things that belong to other people and taking them home... then why should I not take her home so that she may be properly punished?"
Cue maniacal laughter, which made another group of boys steer far clear of the pretty girl with the nice rack. As you can see, it takes more than looks to garner attention. Both of these girls are testament to that.
- Asuka notices something weird about Azusa while she sleeps, and discovers the spell.
- Ranma heads off back home to try seducing Akane some more.
- Shampoo is horny, but still focused on Ranma exclusively.
- Happosai discovers something weird about the spell he hadn't noticed before.
- Something else
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