Story: Tsundere Thighs

It was highly unusual for silence to fall between these two, and yet fall it did. Neither of them quite wanted to risk it. The change. The transformation. Though at the same time deep in their hearts each secretly hoped they could see dat ass again.

"I'm pretty sure that was a one shot deal," Ranma said. Akane looked at him and quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah, pretty sure. We shouldn't have to worry about that again."

Gee, talk about wishful thinking. Still. Akane didn't quite want to risk herself being wrong. The way she'd been acting with Shampoo just now... Yuck! And being all flirty with Ranma on top of that! Ew! It gave her a cold shudder right down her spine. So she stayed quiet while insisting to herself that she'd rather swallow hot coals than watch herself do something so gross ever again.

"Well hello there, welcome back," said Akane's big sister, Nabiki. A sly grin on her pretty face as she leaned on the outside gate leading into their home. "Did the two of you have a fun date?"

"It wasn't a date!" both Ranma and Akane yelled at once. Then immediately realised their mistake when they both heard a hauntingly familiar sound.

<i>Badunkadunk.</i>

Both of them knew immediately that the change had overcome the other without needing to look. They both looked anyway. Such is the way of the tsundere. They can’t help themselves. They both gave each other a steamy once over, drinking it all in. The curves, the meat on that bone, the unrelenting unforgettable thiccness, the way their clothes were barely hanging on for dear life... Is it any wonder they both smacked their lips hungrily?

"Who would want to go on a date with him?" Akane sniffed, breaking tsundere first and swanning off inside. Her hips swaying and drawing the eye to any that were around and making them go 'dat ass.' She stopped to peer over her shoulder, in part so that she could leer at her man and in part so she could make sure his eyes were exactly where she wanted them to be. "He's rude," wiggle wiggle. "He's uncouth," jiggle jiggle. "He's all brawn and no brain." Lean and streeetch, then adjust the wedgie and rest her hands on her thicc ass.

"Like you're some big catch yourself," Ranma shrugged, stalking over with his hands behind his head up until he was right in her personal space. Leaving her with nothing to look at but him. Not that she'd look anyplace else anyway. "You think this chest is cute?" he asked. Then grabbed hold of her breasts without any seeming sense of self preservation. Akane let it slide, instead settling for scowling at him. "You think any guy is gonna enjoy fondling boobs like this?"

“OK what mess did you two get involved with now?” Nabiki said, her eyes actually slightly widened with surprise. She had seen a lot but Akane becoming the poster girl for thicc girl lovers everywhere was new. Also, Ranma groping her and not even realizing it. Yeah, that was kind of a new thing. Which she simultaneously wanted to know all about while also not getting involved <i>at all</i>.

However, the two of them were so caught up in each other that neither of them seemed to notice. Akane's hand snuck down the front of Ranma's trousers, and right about now Nabiki had to double check to make sure her jaw didn't dislocate itself from the sheer shock she was feeling.

"As if this thing could satisfy a woman," Akane said while casually jerking Ranma off in the middle of the street. Repeat: Akane Tendo was casually jerking Ranma Saotome off. In public. Oh sure they were all fully clothed, but that's not the point. "You wouldn't know what to do with it given half the chance."

"Wanna bet?"

"You don't have the guts!"

While speaking the two of them had begun to lean into one another, and at the moment their lips touched - boom. Back to normal. For a moment they were both completely still. Then they looked at Nabiki, at each other again, and you wouldn't ever see two things jump apart that quickly without involving industrial strength electromagnets.

"Well, care to fill me in?" Nabiki asked. Now that the experience had passed, she could appreciate it for what it was.

"Not especially!" Ranma replied, and promptly vanished. Leaving Akane alone to hold the bag, so to speak. Better holding the bag than holding the balls.

"Well little sis?" Nabiki said, slipping behind Akane and putting her arm around her shoulder. "Come on. You can tell me anything. You know that, don't you?"

"Sure I can," Akane said directly into her palm. The same palm that had been probably wrapped around Ranma's shaft a half minute ago. "And then you'll sell me out to -"

"Yaaaaaaaaargh!" Ranma screamed. "What kind of stupid curse did I get hit by this tiiiiime?!"

Both Akane and Nabiki stayed quiet for a few seconds there. Then Nabiki coughed. "Well, he does raise a good question. What kind of stupid curse did the pair of you get hit by this time, little sister?"

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There's a myth that ostriches bury their head in the sand because they believe that predators can't see them, because they can't see the predators. This is bunk. It's a total fabrication. They're actually digging for food. Obviously. Still, right now Ranma would give most anything a try if it meant he could hide away from the world.

Oh man, oh man, oh man! He and Akane k-kissed! While she had her hand on his junk! And he was feeling up her chest! Her wonderful... thicc... sexy... chest... No, no, no! It wasn't cute, it wasn't sexy! He pulled the pillow down onto his face even tighter, feeling his face turn as red as his shirt. No, no, no! He wouldn't let some stupid curse get him lusting after that uncute, unsexy tomboy!

"Oh dear, Ranma. Is everything alright?"

That voice was like a gentle breeze on a hot summer's day. The voice of the eldest Tendo sister. Kasumi was a lot easier to get on with than either of the other two. Calm and composed - up until something truly shocks her but even then she came across as the most motherly of the three by a long, long way.

"Did something happen while you were out with Akane?" Kasumi asked, gently taking the pillow away and pulling him into a more comfortable and healthy sitting position. "Really now, the two of you should try to get on better. You have so much in common."

"No we don't," Ranma grumbled. But Kasumi simply smiled at him.

"You're both martial arts enthusiasts, you both like the same kind of food, and you both think that the second Back to the Future is widely overhyped."

"Well it is! It's an awful sequel that panders to nostalgia," Ranma griped. "Half the damn movie is rehashing the first one, they completely forgot Biff's character, exaggerating him out of all proportion..."

"Anyway!" Kasumi interrupted-slash-sang. "Why don't you tell me what happened? Maybe there's something that I can do about it?"

Ranma fidgeted. He'd never felt comfortable talking about himself. It always felt a little like opening himself up too much, setting himself up to be taken advantage of. A martial artist should never show weakness. So he didn't talk about stuff unless he had to.

Also his father was Genma Saotome. If he'd ever walked up to him and said "I want to talk about my feelings" then his father would have sarcastically cried about how unmanly his son was and then made fun of him for at least a year.

"It's nothing," he lied. "We just had had another fight, that's all."

"Oh," Kasumi tilted her head. "What about?"

"... Nothing," he insisted. His pride wouldn't let him admit to anything.

"Nothing? Are you sure?" Kasumi asked. "Because you shouted the house down about some weird new curse. Or maybe I had misheard you?"

"You misheard!" he insisted. Ah, had he been that loud? "Really, it's nothing much at -"

<i>Badunkadunk.</i>

Now, that might seem a little strange. What triggered the change this time? Well, that's easy enough. Ranma really did have a great deal of affection for Kasumi. Not the sort he felt for Akane - or if you prefer, would defy unto death that he felt for Akane - but more of a motherly or big sister kind of relationship. By repeatedly insisting that there was nothing at all going on he was, in essence, behaving coldly towards her own feelings. Or if you prefer, behaving 'tsun' towards her.

As such, Kasumi found herself gasping in amazement at the hunky, beefy young man that Ranma had become before her very eyes. Shoulders so broad you could make a bridge with them, arms with muscles thick enough to put tree trunks to shame.

And the bulge in his trousers made it look like he was smuggling a record beating cucumber down there. Kasumi Tendo might be a rather sensible and straightlaced woman, but even she had her limits.

"Well now Ranma, if there's anything I can do to make you feel better..."

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"For the last time, I'm not telling you anything!"

The relationship between these two sisters was, to say the least, complicated. Nabiki enjoyed having fun at the expense of others too much and Akane was far too easy to rile up.

"I'm just saying, with the way your life goes the guys have trouble keeping their hands off you as it is," Nabiki casually observed, hand on her head as she strolled behind Akane. "If you keep on changing into that kind of figure and keep on acting like that... well, who knows how your reputation might go..."

Beyond this gentle teasing, they did actually care for each other quite a bit. In that way that family tends to. Still! Akane was stomping away from Nabiki for good reason. She didn't want to talk about it. Hell, she didn't want to <i>think</i> about it! So far as she was concerned that little ghost adventure never even happened!

"This really is none of your business!" Akane yelled. And then that hateful sound once again rung out.

<i>badunkadunk</i>

Akane straightened herself up as the transformation took hold. Her thicc thighs clenched together and her eyes fluttered. Ranma. She had to find Ranma. Not because she wanted to see him, but... but because he needed to be put in his proper place! That's right! That <i>pervert</i>.

But then to her great surprise Nabiki draped her hands around Akane's waist and snuggled into her. An action she hadn't taken since the two of them were very little.

"Mmm, none of my business sis?" Nabiki asked, rubbing her cheek into Akane's back. "How could you say such an awful thing to your big sis?"

"Easily," Akane huffed. "Because you would spread it all around to anyone with the money to buy it from your lips."

“You have such little faith in me? After all I’ve done for you?” Nabiki cooed, snuggling in a bit closer. Akane made no move to extract her.

"No," Akane sniffed and continued walking towards the guest room. "I have even less faith than this."

"Awww, little sis! Let big sis make it up to you!" Now Nabiki's hands were really starting to wander, worshipping those wonderful, thicc thighs. Squeezing and teasing, revelling in the touch of a genuine goddess of thicc. "Forget about Saotome, I'll give you a full body massage. You'll feel soooo much better! Promise!"

"Not until I give him another piece of my mind," Akane insisted, striding forward even as Nabiki's head lowered so that she could snuggle up against Akane's pillowy ass. Oooh, honestly! Rushing off like that to leave her with Nabiki? That jerk would come to wish that she had him by the balls before she was through -

"Now Ranma. I simply have to insist. A full body sponge bath is exactly the pick me up that you require."

"Oh, you're just imagining things Kasumi, I don't need something like that."

Wait, did Kasumi just say... Akane picked up the pace a bit, leaving Nabiki behind. Though the middle Tendo sister did crawl after her quite quickly on all fours with her tongue hanging out. Akane threw the door open, and to her great annoyance found her older sister Kasumi with her dress open at the chest and a damp sponge held within her cleavage. Akane's eye twitched. Then she looked at Ranma. Who was in his shirt, boxers and not a stitch else.

"Oh, look who it is. It's the uncute tomboy," Ranma said.

Akane's eyes narrowed onto the pigtailed adonis before her... and that's when things started getting <i>really</I> complicated.

1. Suddenly Ryoga arrives. Akane pretends to flirt with him to make Ranma jealous.
2. Shampoo returns with a plan to make Akane stay in her 'true form'.
3. Happosai. That's all I'm saying for this one. Happosai.
4. Actually let's noodle incident this and cut to later when the curse is being explained to everyone.
5. Something else