Story: Quadranma

It was weird. For some reason when Akane woke up this morning she had a real spring in her step. She was practically bouncing and skipping around while getting into her jogging clothes, she couldn't stop smiling for the life of her, and her muscles felt all nice and relaxed yet also powerful and refined.

"Morning Akane," Ranma said as they passed in the hall.

"Morning Ranma," Akane replied right before pinning him to the wall and kissing the life out of him. She didn't even fully realise what she'd done until she'd set foot out the front gate a minute later.

Oh. Oh, that's right. She remembered now. Mid-stride, out in public. Though it was a wonder that she'd managed to forget. She stopped mid-step, leaned against a wall, fanned herself down and then - "puurrr..." she mewled. Oof! That was going to be a hard habit to break. With that done, she resumed her jog and tried to shift her attention to more practical matters. Like, the nature of her relationship with that boy.

It wasn't like she wanted to be engaged or anything like that. She wanted to focus on her martial arts training. Push herself past her own boundaries. Getting into a relationship was a distraction. And yet... And yet she'd already <i>fucked</i> that boy a couple of times, and last night after he'd caught up to her as a cat...

"Purrrrr..." she mewled again. He was like a wild animal. Akane hated to admit it but there was definitely an attraction between the two of them. A strong attraction. Not exactly helped by -

Fullness. All of a sudden she felt full. As if a phantom penis was inside her all of a sudden, thrusting into her from out of nowhere. Even though she was fully clothed. Even though there was absolutely nobody there. She was suddenly, vividly, feeling like she was having sex.

"Ohhhh, those horny idiots!" Akane whimpered, turning around and picking up the pace to get back home before this became too much to bear. "Can't they keep it in their pants for one morning?! I swear..."

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Is there anything more wonderful in life than waking up after a good night's rest to find yourself staring into the eyes of the most beautiful person you know? Akihito couldn't think of anything. His one true love, right there next to him. Staring into those beautiful eyes, that perfect face that must have been crafted by the Gods. Truly, he was blessed.

"Good morning, my most precious person," Akihito said. He kissed his fingers and then pushed them up against the mirror he had set up next to the futon. Then he rolled over. Finding Shampoo still asleep. Hair mussed up, a peaceful smile on her face. "Ah, she is as an angel." he stroked her hair affectionately, but gently so as not to rouse her. "But of course, she must be. For marriage to me must be as heaven on earth."

He slipped out of bed, leaving nothing more than a kiss on her forehead. Then set to the kitchen to make them both breakfast. For some reason this morning he was feeling frisky, full of life. Had something nice happened last night? He couldn't quite recall. How strange. Ah. He was in the mood for fish this morning as well. Yes. A nice juicy fish wriggling around would be fun to play with...

"Nihao, husband!" Shampoo purred into his back.

"Ah, dearest!" Akihito gasped. "Your stealth skills are quite impressive. Being able to approach undetected against a martial artist of my calibre is no mean feat."

"Husband had glazed over look in eyes, maybe think about kinky roleplay from last night?"

Kinky roleplay? My goodness. Had they done something like that last night? The last thing he could remember was finding the room full of ca- ca-ca -

His agitation vanished when Shampoo slipped behind him and ran her tongue along his dick. Never mind that for now. Blissful married life was all that mattered to him for the time being. Now. As to the matter of finding a job...

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Ever hear of the expression 'drowning in ass'? Well, that was Isamu's situation right now. He had four naked girls all over his equally naked body. Most guys would kill for a chance like this. Him though? It was kind of pissing him off.

"Hey, could you chicks let a guy breath?" he complained. They all moaned and writhed, which really wasn't helping. "Ugh, the fuck happened last night?"

"Good morning," Ukyo said, leaning in and stealing his lips. Dammit! He was getting caught up in mushy stuff again!

"Yay! My big strong man is back to normal!" Yoshiko yelled, snuggling her cheek up against his.

"Hmph. Seeing someone with my face acting so girly still doesn't feel right," Naomi said, her own cheek resting against Isamu's six pack. Her finger trailed up his chest. "Though, I would rather see that than him acting like a feline again."

Isamu shuddered. A cat? No thanks! He'd rather take the pussy than the - Ugh, he felt a bit sick of himself making that kinda easy pun. The last of the four got off his legs and dusted herself down. Was it his imagination or did Atsuko seem extra smug this morning?

"Now then," Atsuko said. "Since I was the one that resolved this little mess, I believe it is only fair that I get first dibs at Isamu this morning while the rest of you clean up the store and make breakfast."

The other girls whined and pouted, but they did depart peacefully thereafter. Not Atsuko, though. She stayed behind. She pushed against Isamu's chest and wasted no time in mounting him with cold, clinical precision.

"Do we really have to do this?" Isamu grumbled. "I'm hungry, and then I want to train."

"In a moment," Atsuko sniffed. "First, you have to earn your keep." She bit her lip hard enough to draw blood as she pushed down, taking Isamu's enchanted stupid giant penis all the way inside. "Ah... You know, it's funny. You protest, but I get the feeling you rather like this arrangement."

"Who says?" Isamu grunted. Might as well get this over with. He began working his hips, fucking upwards into the cold bitch on top of him.

"Your eyes," Atsuko said. "It's strange but, I get the distinct impression you can tell the difference between us. Even when we're naked, I bet you know which of us is which at a moment's glance."

"... So what if I can? You ain't any more identical than me and the -"

Atsuko shut him up with a kiss. It was weird, but he couldn't help himself anymore, he shot his load all the way inside feeling his balls drain out inside this business obsessed bitch. Payment received.

"Make sure you eat up, you'll want your energy," Atsuko said. She pulled herself off him with all the warmth of a glacier, then stretched out her arms and walked out the room. "You'll want your strength if you're going to keep up with my sisters. By the way. I love you."

The door closed, leaving Isamu alone with his thoughts.

"Dammit. She's really hot for someone so cold," he grumbled. Maybe this situation wasn't so annoying as he thought it was? Whatever.

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Kuno shot bolt upright in his futon sweating from every pore and breathing deep sucking breaths. "It was a nightmare?" he asked himself, then collapsed back. "Thank the heavens. To think that my beloved Ranko could behave like some untamed wild animal, capable of thinking only of fornication and lacking in her usual passion -"

"Nyaaaaaa!"

A cold chill went down his spine, and he rolled around to see... His beloved Ranko Saotome, on all fours wearing a leopard spotted leotard, cat ears atop her head, a tail attached to her rear and  gloves/shoe combo where they were designed to look exactly like cat paws.

"Mmmm... Mate is awake. Goooood!" Ranko mewled, crawling seductively towards him. Kuno rolled out of his bed in an instant to grab for his sword- and found himself instead wielding a big floppy sex toy of some description, that began to vibrate violently in his hands. "Oooh. Mate is feeling kinky today! Nyaaaa!"

She leaped, he screamed, she licked at his face and then she started to giggle before settling into a more human form of kiss. Her body language shifted, and she lay on top of him in a way that he found was somehow calming him down while also making him quite excited.

"Sorry, lover boy! I couldn't resist," Ranko tittered. "So I went cat last night, huh? Blame my stupid old man and his training. Phobia for life. Keep the damned things away from me and my bros or I might start -"

She got on all fours again facing away from him, wiggling her rear up at his face. "Or maybe you'd like that, nyaaa? If I started acting like a cat in heat for you?"

"My beloved, your sense of humour is quite cruel," Kuno moaned, though in truth he was grateful that she was back to normal. "Your father has a great deal to answer for in his treatment of you and your brothers."

"Why don't you go make breakfast, dear?" Ranko batted her eyelashes at him. He could hardly say no to her. "I'll get dressed and be down shortly."

"Of course!" Kuno said, and so he hurried off leaving her behind.

Ranko counted to five once he was gone. Then slipped over to a door on the side of the room that led to Tatewaki Kuno's personal bathroom. She knocked thrice. The door creaked open. Then, of all people, Nabiki Tendo leaned out.

"Last night was amazing," Nabiki whispered. "Okay, fine. You've convinced me. Maybe a three-way relationship wouldn't be a terrible thing."

"What can I say?" Ranko shrugged. "My pussy's like cocaine, you can't give it up that easily once you have a taste."

But Nabiki put her finger over Ranko's lips. "I'm the one in charge, though. Got it? Nobody knows about this but us."

1. Kodachi has a few things to say about this development.
2. Akane tries really hard to adjust to her new relationship with Ranma.
3. Akihito and Shampoo get into a fight with the Golden Pair.
4. Isamu and the Kuonjis run their restaurant with absolutely no compli- Was that mailbox always there?
5. Something else