But right now Akane was wearing the Reversal Jewel in its Love Enhancing position. Nicely pinned to her hair to make sure that even getting naked and nasty with someone it would stay on. So that kind of anger described before simply couldn't manifest within her right now. It was outright impossible. Now, she was certainly embarrassed by the sudden transformation making her clothes fall off, but angry? No, no, no. When you're full to the brim with love, something like anger simply isn't possible. It's like trying to put out a raging inferno with a drop of water, it simply isn't going to work.
There was a knock at the door. "Come in," Akane called, already fully dressed again. It was her sister Nabiki! Oh, how nice of her to come on in. She walked right on over and hugged her, a great big friendly loving embrace.
"... You're full of energy this morning," Nabiki said. "If I knew you'd get this affectionate after embracing your repressed lesbian tendencies, I'd have set you and Shampoo up months ago."
Akane giggled. “Oh Nabiki, that’s silly. It’s bisexual tendencies!”
"You're definitely under some kind of spell," Nabiki flatly said. Aw, how cute, she was worried. "I don't like it, I can't needle you like this. You probably wouldn't even react in a fun way if I asked how you like your Chinese."
"Oh, I like hot and spicy dishes! You know that, big sis!" Akane said, completely oblivious to the joke Nabiki was making at her expense because, of course, she loved her big sister so, so much.
"Tsch! I bet it was hot and spicy..." Nabiki grumbled. "You should've invited me in too, you know. The things I'd have done to your thicc form... Kind of wondering what sort of weird stuff Shampoo came up with for that matter, that girl always struck me as a total freak."
"Shampoo?" Akane tilted her head. "Goodness me, where has that kitty gone? Oh, I'm sure Kasumi will make something for her to eat.”
Yeah, so Nabiki was well past the point of enjoying any of this. She'd been hoping to push Akane into saying or doing something tsun to her so they could have some fun in the 'tsun', so to speak. But somehow Akane had become a bodhisattva. Unphased by everything. Full of love for everything in her line of sight. It was sweet. It was flowery. It was so completely out of character that it was making Nabiki nauseous.
"Say, what's that thing in your hair?" Nabiki asked. "Let me see that a second..."
She reached out and plucked the jewel from Akane's hair. It was a bit of a long shot, but Nabiki was certainly canny (and annoyed) enough to seek out the potential cause of Akane's behaviour so she could properly crush it underfoot. Sure enough, the instant it was unpinned Akane's eyes flickered to life, and the younger sister grabbed Nabiki hard by the shoulders and then shook her about like a ragdoll.
“I had sex with Shampoo.” Akane said in a voice gradually rising in pitch. “No wait, I <b>fucked</b> Shampoo. I made her eat me out! I dominated her in the sack and made her my bitch!”
Then she sunk to her knees, rolled over to the corner of her room and rocked gently back and forth muttering to herself.
"It was the tsun that did it, yes, the tsun. It was her fault, not mine. Yes, definitely not doing that again and definitely not with Ranma - wait, I shouldn't blame him or I'll transform again... This is so frustrating, I have to watch what I say, every single word..."
In the meantime Nabiki's centre of balance had recovered. Mostly. She was still a bit wobbly after that sudden treatment, but she was more than capable of walking a few steps until she was behind her little sister. Then her hand reached out, tousled her hair, and she lowered her body down onto the floor and hugged her little sister from behind.
"Wuv you sis!" Nabiki said, kissing Akane on the cheek. "Please go tsun for me, you're soooo cute like that!"
Right. Well. There was only one logical response to this turn of events.
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This was bad. This was bad. This was very, very bad. He'd had sex with Kasumi. He'd banged her. He'd taken her. He'd done unspeakable things to her. Well, strictly speaking it wasn't <i>him</i> per se, but rather some oversexed transformation of himself - but right now semantics didn't seem like the sort of thing to dwell on.
"Akane's gonna kill me," he griped. “She’ll get Mom’s sword and cut my head off. Oh god Mr. Tendo’s going to make me marry Kasumi and <b>then</b> Akane’ll chop my head off.”
He kept on conjuring up scenarios like that as he got dressed. Punishments he'd have to endure for this mortal sin, this betrayal of trust, this moral misconduct. He had <b>defiled</b> something pure!
No sooner had he finished dressing - which actually took a while since he was so distracted by the hell that awaited him - than Akane threw open the door to his room, an intense look on her face that he'd rarely ever seen before now. She then rushed right into the room, directly towards him with her head low and tears in her eyes.
"I didn't mean it!" he protested, bringing up his hands to wave them around as if it would somehow ward off the guilt. "I swear, I wasn't in my right mind! It was the spell! It was the -"
Then she reached him and dove into his arms. "Ranma! Help! Nabiki's gone insane!"
Uh, that's really not what he was expecting right about now. Nor was he expecting - of all people - Nabiki to slink into the room all seductive like.
"Hi, you two!" Nabiki said, coyly waving at them both. "I wuv you both."
Ranma had never been more terrified in his life except for all the times involving cats. “She’s been possessed by Satan!” He shouted.
"Oooh, not quite!" Nabiki tittered. Tittered! Affectionately! Showing favourable emotion!. "Insult me more. Go thicc for me. Show me your tsun side."
"Ranma, I'm scared!"
"It's okay, Akane! I won't let her get you!"
All of a sudden the fact that the two of them had railed Kasumi/Shampoo last night was kind of put to the backburner for a little bit. Which makes this seem like a really good time to check in on those two right now.
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There is no afterglow quite like 'I got railed by a thicc god among men/women' afterglow. Kasumi was practically floating in the kitchen, while Shampoo sipped some tea like it was ambrosia.
"It funny," Shampoo said. "Shampoo not realise how much in desperate need of that."
"Oh yes, I quite understand where you're coming from," Kasumi mused. "I suppose the transformation helped me realise what I was holding myself back from."
“True form. It clearly Akane’s true goddess form. Perfect and beautiful.” Shampoo said with a happy sigh.
Kasumi had a happy thought of Ranma and Akane being like that permanently. She squeezed her thighs together.
"We need to find out more about this spell they're both under," Kasumi said. Shampoo nodded so hard that if she wasn't careful her head might fall off. "There must be a reliable way to make sure they're in the right form when we want them that way."
“When would we <b>not</b> want Airen and Goddess that way?”
“When we need to focus on something other than them.” Kasumi said. "Recall the fate of Narcissus"
"Didn't he stare at reflection in pond?"
"Yes, but the point still stands," Kasumi said. "We do occasionally need to do things other than stare in wonder at their glorious, divine, thicc bodies."
Cue a tumbling sound coming down the stairs. Both Shampoo and Kasumi turned to look, and saw Akane and Ranma in a tumbled heap with Nabiki clinging onto them for dear life, nuzzling her cheeks into both of their thighs at once.
"Hey, clumsy! Watch where you're going!" Ranma yelled.
"Me, clumsy? You're the one that wasn't watching where he was going!"
Cue the transformation as the tsun-tsun took hold. Under their fresh change of clothes, their legs grew more sturdy, Ranma's muscles packed up to the point his shirt was stretched to the limits, while Akane's breasts swelled up like the sun rising from the darkest night. Akane’s thighs immediately stretched her skirt to the limit, and turned what was once a modest knee length piece of clothing to a mini-skirt that barely covered her panties. Ranma’s arms became like steel rods, only they were fully capable of showing a woman all the tender love she needed, as Kasumi had learned last night. Both of their asses became firm and shapely in the way a perfect sculpture is formed. Overall, Shampoo and Kasumi watched the changes like a starving man watching a spit roast getting cooked over an open flame.
"You know, maybe Narcissus have right general idea," Shampoo said. "Look at pretty thing too too much fun."
- Cue sexy fun times.
- Ranma and Akane start arguing when they learn what the other did last night.
- Wait, are Kasumi and Shampoo still thicc or do they change with our protagonists now? Find out here! (or not)
- Something Else
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