Although they hadn't really known each other all that long, a certain tradition had quickly sprouted up out of nowhere. Every school day they walk to Furinkan High in a distinctive way. Along the side of the fence lining a canal, with Ranma walking atop of it with Akane walking by his side. As close as they can be without actually looking like they were “together.”
Today was no different. At least, if you were looking at it from the purely aesthetic analysis. He was up top on the fence, she down below on the pavement. But there was something a little different today. Normally... they would talk. Or pretend to ignore one another on the odd occasion they had an argument that morning over breakfast. Right now though? Neither one was happening.
Neither was talking, but they were looking at one another. Nervously. Fleetingly. Avoiding eye contact, but not with anger. More like embarrassment. Like they were self conscious of one another in a way they normally weren't. Almost as if the two of them had an intimate moment above and beyond what they normally experienced, and neither of them knew how to cope with that idea.
At one point Akane coughed. Ranma nearly jumped off the fence in surprise. Which in turn got her jumping as well. This is the kind of tension level they were at, folks.
Enter Hikaru Gosunkugi. Unnoticed by the pair of them - hell, he was unnoticed by the people he passed on the street on the way here. While the boy had a definite creepy aesthetic to him there was something that was just so darned ignorable about him. He looked around nervously. No sign of purple hair. His nerves were steeled. His heart was racing in his chest. And so he ran off down the street, managing to get in front of the pair and said the following quickly to the pair of them.
"Akane! That Shampoo girl is brainwashing Ranma into having sex with him."
The two of them stared at him for a moment, neither saying anything for a second as they were too shocked by what he had said... but then a moment later it faded away.
"Oh hello," Akane said. "You're in my class, right?"
"She spoke to me!" Gosunkugi melted to the pavement, hands to his cheeks and eyes rolling up into his head. It really was like watching a balloon deflate. A balloon that had been designed to look like a halloween costume.
Cue Ranma and Akane continuing on their way, leaving Gosunkugi lying on the ground staring up at the sky with bliss in his eyes.
"Another fan, huh?" Ranma observed. Now that the ice was broken, the two of them could start talking again. "You got a lot of boys interested in you, you know that right?"
"So what?" Akane replied. "Just because I have a lot of boys interested in me doesn't mean I - It doesn't mean that I like the attention or anything!"
"Didn't say you did..."
Gosunkugi suddenly sat up. A terrible realisation coursed through his mind. They had both forgotten what he had said! Ah! That sneaky foreign girl! She must have done the same thing to Akane as well! Pulling himself to his feet -then stumbling back down to his hands and knees - Gosunkugi hurried (read:Crawled) along towards the pair as fast as he could.
"W-wait a moment!" he yelled. "This is serious! You're both being brainwashed by that Shampoo girl! I saw her - I saw her giving Ranma Saotome oral pleasure in your family's training hall!"
That part had come out as a whisper. It was a good thing that only the three of them were anywhere nearby, otherwise that might have done certain things to Ranma's reputation. It was also a good thing that Gosunkugi couldn't see their faces after he'd said that, for both of them were smiling while imagining Shampoo putting her lips around Ranma's big fat hard cock.
Then the memory was gone and the pair continued on their way. Oh no, he's not done yet. His love for Akane would set her free of this insidious spell.
"I bet she's doing it right in front of you," Gosunkugi said right to Akane's face. "Since you can't remember, she's probably using it to brainwash you into accepting it as normal."
Walking backwards is a little bit tricky unless you have a decent amount of dexterity. Gosunkugi did not. To say the least. There were empty cans of soda with more nimbleness about them than he. As such it cannot be a surprise when he tripped up. A little more surprising was Akane walking all over him as though he wasn't even there.
Now, he did appreciate the opportunity for an upskirt peek but if this was enough to make him give up then he'd have stopped obsessing over her the first day she whupped the top athletes in school in a single go. His hand reached out and grabbed her ankle, and Gosunkugi continued to speak. Desperate to warn them, the Cassandra of the modern age.
"You can't trust Shampoo!" he warned, gripping onto her ankle. She then started to drag him across the ground. "That devious she devil seeks to reduce you into letting her use your bodies to give her pleasure! If you're not careful you'll wind up worshipping the ground that she walks on, as she abuses her sex appeal to worm her way into your mind."
Both Ranma and Akane sighed in unison, Shampoo's name on their lips and her cute face fleeting through their minds. Then everything that was said to them was gone from their memories.
Gosunkugi was able to managed enough sense of location to grab onto something else with his other hand, in another attempt to make Akane pay him heed. The fence. It was quite painful for him, but he refused to let go. He wouldn't. He absolutely wouldn't! Akane jerked her leg forward a couple of times trying to step forward. No dice. So she turned around - and finally realised that a boy was holding onto her ankle.
"Akane, please pay attention to me!" Gosunkugi said. "Shampoo... She's utterly shameless, and will do whatever it takes to win. I bet she's even the reason you're not wearing underwear right now."
Then he made the mistake of moving the fingers holding onto Akane's ankle. He was just trying to adjust his grip, but couple it with the fact that all Akane remembered him saying was "Akane please pay attention to me... You're not wearing underwear right now." Then consider Akane's personality type, and realise that the next part was inevitable.
"Pervert!" Akane yelled, dashing forward and punting Gosunkugi off into the horizon. Since the boy was grabbing onto the fence at the time this did wind up causing quite a bit of that punting power to go right into the fence and - oopsadaisy, Ranma lost his balance and wound up on top of Akane, pinning her to the ground.
The two of them had been in similar positions before. Ranma grabbing hold of Akane during his fight with Ryoga, the two of them 'accidentally' hugging. Then while they were training for the Golden Pair, Akane taunting him into daring to go for a kiss. They were uncomfortably used to being comfortable in each other's presence, so this... this was not exactly new to them.
But then you throw in their recent experience. Their first outright sexual encounter. Add in Shampoo messing with their heads and... well?
"Can I?" Ranma asked.
"You don't need to ask for permission," Akane answered.
"Slut," Ranma grunted, then leaned down to kiss her full on the lips. When he pulled away, he added "My slut. Only mine. Got it?" He hissed in a low voice that echoed in his mind with the sound of another woman’s speaking.
Akane didn't answer. Instead she simply bit her lip and took several deep sucking breaths. It seemed as though their relationship was going in a new interesting direction whether they wanted it to or not.
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Kasumi felt good. Yes, there was no doubt about it. She felt... Good. Really good. The weather was pleasant. Shampoo had helped her sort out all of her chores for the day by midday. This was still something she wasn't quite used to, but she could surely learn. In time. For now though Kasumi was in her own room, looking through her books. Maybe she should read one of them?
Shampoo entered the room and - for reasons that Kasumi attributed to a nervous tick for she had seen the girl do this several times - played around with the string at the front of her dress. "Nihao Kasumi!" Shampoo said. She then skipped over and hugged Kasumi. She smelled nice. Whatever exotic perfumes she was wearing, Kasumi decided to ask if she could borrow some.
Of course, she'd completely forgotten all about Shampoo flashing her breasts and, when the hug broke, that Shampoo had squeezed her butt while whispering to her. But hey, no big deal. They were friends after all. Cough cough. Yes, that's right. 'Friends'.
"Shampoo need help with too, too delicate issue," Shampoo said, guiding Kasumi to sit down on her bed and then sitting next to her. "Is okay if ask for Kasumi's help?"
She then popped her top open and said "Kasumi always help when Shampoo ask." Then she tied it up again. Waited a few seconds. Then repeated the gesture twice more, just to make sure that it sunk in.
"Of course," Kasumi said. Now, she didn't really need to be brainwashed to help Shampoo out. But that was part of Shampoo's plan, you see. If she set the tracks for something that Kasumi would do anyway, it would become easier to use the same techniques to make her do things that she might not normally do. "I'd be glad to help. But what is the problem?"
Shampoo smiled. "Is secret," she said, putting a finger to her own lips and also to Kasumi's. "Can no tell single living soul. Yes?"
Well, of course. Kasumi made a gesture as if zipping up her own mouth. Then, inexplicably, Shampoo reached out and groped Kasumi's breast.
"No talk about with anyone but Shampoo," she said. Then pulled away, groped Kasumi's other breast, repeated the phrase - then groped both breasts at once and repeated the same sentence one last time. Each time Kasumi was too shocked by the sudden move to react right away, giving the girl ample time to implant the subconscious command and pull away, taking full advantage of the memory inhibition.
"Yesterday, see Ranma- " she popped her top and said "Who Kasumi accept as Shampoo's airen." The top was closed again, then she continued. "React in funny way to cute kitty. He scared. It like he too, too afraid of kitty."
"Ranma's afraid of cats?" Kasumi whispered. That... did not sound like the brash young man she'd come to know of late. "Are you sure?"
"I is sure," Shampoo nodded. "Expose him to pussy, he freak out like see spectre of death. Is worrying for martial artist. Can't get that strong without attracting rivals. Is dangerous if they discover weakness. Too too bad, too easy to exploit."
Then Shampoo suddenly scooted forward and, not to put too fine a point on it, tried to taste Kasumi's tonsils while pushing her back on the bed. Now, Kasumi was not a martial artist by any stretch of the imagination and so her attempts to push Shampoo off were feeble at best. That is, up until the moment Shampoo pulled her back into a seating position and whispered "Kasumi like that. It feel good." She then stuck that same tongue in Kasumi's ear, kissed her cheek and resumed her position on the bed.
Which meant that to Kasumi, that reeling feeling she was having right now was more to do with learning of Ranma's irrational phobia than anything else. It simply didn't fit at all, but Shampoo... didn't strike her as the sort to make that kind of thing up. She trusted Shampoo. While she had made a bad first impression she had quickly settled down.
"You want to help Ranma overcome his fear of cats?" Kasumi asked. Shampoo nodded solemnly. How selfless of her. Especially considering the complicated nature of their relationship. "Well, I would be happy to help out with that Shampoo. Anything that I can do to help him overcome such a difficult phobia. If it's as bad as you described then - Yes, of course I will help."
"That good," Shampoo nodded. "Kasumi is too too nice. That why Shampoo decide to reward Kasumi."
Reward? What on earth did she mean by reward? Kasumi didn't have the chance to ask, because the girl suddenly whirled around and struck a point at the back of Kasumi's head, leaving her unable to stay upright on her bed. She flopped down backwards and found herself unable to move.
"Kasumi is sexy woman," Shampoo said, dumping her dress to the floor while making sure that Kasumi could see her. "That why Shampoo need to thoroughly brainwash. Not mere suggestions like before, but properly train like airen and slutty pet. You be good to throw at any nosy people.”
The only thing Kasumi could do was breathe in, and that seemed to be a more automatic process than anything else. It felt like if she focused she could probably get her voice working. But Shampoo gagged her by sticking two fingers in her mouth, which Kasumi began to suck. Meanwhile, Shampoo's other hand was reaching down to pull up Kasumi's dress.
Then the fingers were removed and promptly inserted elsewhere.
"Kasumi think Ranma belong with Shampoo," the girl said while her fingers pumped inside of Kasumi. To her surprise it felt amazing. Like the girl knew already exactly what Kasumi liked, even though this was her first time doing something like this to her. "Kasumi think Akane slutty pet. Belong to Shampoo and Ranma. Kasumi think this relationship too too hot. Do anything she can to deal with nosy idiots."
"Wh-what are you s-saying?" Kasumi asked, her voice little more than a whisper. "I don't understand."
"Is okay, we only just start serious brainwashing," Shampoo smiled at her. "No let you cum yet. Maybe in an hour? Yes. Shampoo come back to Kasumi in an hour, brainwash again. Then again in an hour after that. Edge you over course of day, then let you cum at night once you on edge while not knowing why. It not take long until you is devoted... Hrm... Not airen, not pet. Make you 'servant' and Nabiki into 'mercenary'. Shampoo looking forward to this."
Then she pulled her fingers out, pulling a needy whine out of Kasumi as well. To her shame she'd kind of wanted to cum just now. Then Shampoo tugged her dress into a more appropriate state, propped Kasumi up and undid the pressure point on the back of her head.
And then that entire experience went down the memory hole.
"So? How we help Ranma cure self of pussy fear?" Shampoo asked.
"Huh?" Kasumi mumbled, feeling a little wobbly and... weird. "Oh... Well, there are several ways to help someone overcome their phobia. Aversion therapy?"
"Shampoo try that," she said. "Expose Ranma to pussy, and he try to climb walls. It no seem reasonable plan. Even though Shampoo's pussy is too, too sexy."
The last sentence was ejected from Kasumi's memory almost as soon as it was finished.
"Maybe... If we started with something halfway to his phobia, and worked towards it?" Kasumi suggested. “Like put cute cat ears on someone!” Or show just a little bit of cleavage and then more and more! Huh. Where did that thought come from? Never mind. It didn't matter.
"Oh! That good, that clever!" Shampoo nodded. "Yes, yes! Shampoo think that might work! Kasumi is too, too clever. Can see why smart Doctor is smitten with her, yes yes!"
Smart... Doctor? Surely she didn't mean Doctor Tofu? Well, if that was the case then Shampoo didn't give her the chance to think it over because she was dumping her dress on the floor (again), and stalking towards Kasumi with a hungry look in her eyes.
"Shampoo change mind," she said. "Since servant is too, too smart... Shampoo give reward early." She bobbed her head forward and kissed Kasumi on the lips. "Heee... Maybe if Kasumi do good job, Shampoo give reward later too."
"R-reward?" Kasumi asked nervously. She squirmed on her bed, struck by how beautiful Shampoo was. How alluring and exotic. "What kind of reward do you mean?"
“Nothing big, new servant, just some clouds and rain.”
- Ranma's friends notice something's up and confront him on it.
- Akane's friends team up with Ranma's friends to look into what's going on behind their backs.
- Shampoo continues working over Kasumi.
- Nabiki's own quirky behaviour is starting to get noticed now.
- Something else
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