By this point Shampoo was getting used to getting cockblocked by Ranma's typical antics. She'd work hard to get her engine going, settle down for a nice romantic cuddle and then - oops, it's ruined the mood is gone and she'd have to take care of that itch herself later.
Whether it was Akane butting in, Ryoga challenging him to a fight, or some other distraction it was becoming a tiresome pattern. Still she was certain that his defenses were being worn down. Little by little. He'd be more and more willing, even eager, to do things with her. Cuddle with her, pat her head, fuck her raw over a table. Shampoo was certain of it.
Largely because his cute, sexy girl form had, gradually, over time, awakened a bisexual aspect of herself that she'd never known existed. This is normally where she'd duck away, slink back home and find a little privacy -
"Here, I think this bikini would be perfect for - Oh dear, where did Ranko go?"
If not for the fact that Ranma's girl form was the very spitting image of her mother. Shampoo grabbed the woman and spun her inside the dressing room, pinning her inside in the blink of an eye.
"Ranko leave before finishing," Shampoo said. "Mrs Saotome finish, yes?"
The woman actually managed to look a bit flustered by that. Yes, that was perfectly understandable. The way that Shampoo was now, she was brimming to the peak with raw sex appeal. Her already cute aspects had already been amplified, her bust size was much bigger, her curves more pronounced...
"Oh, how strange," Nodoka tutted, making a point to look elsewhere while putting cream on her hands. "I would have expected her to at least say goodbye."
"Same," Shampoo said, as she grabbed Nodoka's wrist and made her grope Shampoo's right breast with her cream covered hand. "Still, is good chance to get to know Ranma's mother better. Too, too much better."
Oh, so that's where he got that nervous gulp from? That deer lost in headlights look, the expression of being offered forbidden fruit that she might like a nibble of, but she knew it would be a bad idea.
"Just to remind you," Nodoka Saotome said. "I am married."
"Not have fun with husband for long time though," Shampoo said. She made the older woman run her hand down Shampoo's body, and then once she was satisfied that they wouldn't be going anywhere she started disrobing Nodoka right there in the changing room.
"Well, I'm not interested in women -" Nodoka began, until she was silenced by a kiss on the lips that put paid to that idea. Certainly, Shampoo was much stronger than Nodoka and could easily force the issue if she so desired. However, Shampoo knew that would only frighten her off. Instead, she gave Nodoka every opportunity to escape, let her hands have enough leverage to push her off - and grinned when she started leaning into the kiss instead of pushing away.
Her robe hit the floor. Shampoo stepped back and took a look at her prize. Not bad. The resemblance really was uncanny. This must be a look into the future, exactly what Ranma's girl form would look like in twenty years time. It was obvious that Nodoka had not merely been a housewife all those years. She'd worked out. Nothing to the level of a martial artist, but she'd kept in shape.
"Well, if Mrs Saotome not want some fun, Shampoo can understand." She took the hanger carrying the bikini and slipped it off. It was a cute dark blue two piece, almost the same shade as her hair. Time to put this on while the woman was reeling. Catch and release.
"Huh? Oh, yes. Well. I suppose..." Nodoka mumbled, mostly to herself. But now she was looking Shampoo over with a hunger in her eyes.
"Bwee!" a certain pig yelped from the floor. Ah. It seemed that Ryoga was feeling playful. Hrm. It would be a little amusing to set up a threesome between herself, Ranma's mother, and the lost boy... But no, best not to indulge in that quite yet. Shampoo gently scooped the pig off the floor with her foot and held it up, sitting on her sole.
"Pig be good, not interfere. Get yummy treat later," Shampoo said, patting it on the snout. Knowing Ryoga, he'd struggle with this. Internally, he would feel that he should do something while the perverted part of him he typically kept repressed would paralyse him into doing nothing but watching. "So? How do Shampoo look?"
"You look quite beautiful," Nodoka said, smiling sincerely and trying a little too hard to not stare directly at her.
"Is nice to hear from airen's mother," Shampoo said. "Oh. You drop robe. Shampoo pick up for you."
Cue Shampoo turning around, bending over and pushing her butt right into Nodoka's crotch. She had the woman's kimono in her grip within a second, yet why rush herself? Especially since Nodoka was now making these cute little noises that reminded Shampoo so, so much of her airen when getting a free cuddle. After about a minute of teasing Shampoo stood up to her full height, pushing her back into Nodoka's chest.
"Shampoo want to prove to airen mother that she has what it take to be his bride," Shampoo whispered. She leaned back and kissed Nodoka on the cheek, then continued to push her body back into her target. "Maybe then, she help airen see why Shampoo is too, too good choice. Yes?"
"You make a compelling argument." Perfect. That was her cue to slip her fingers down Nodoka's hips, half turning as she went. "I have to admit there's something about you that's quite - ah!"
Shampoo grinned as her fingers reached their destination. Sopping wet. Sucking her fingers in greedily. And here was Shampoo thinking she was hard up, this woman was likely desperate for a bit of action. She wasted no time here. Shampoo finished turning around and started planting a series of kisses around Nodoka's neck while her fingers worked furiously, slowly at first but that was only by her standards. Remember, this girl was trained in the Amaguriken, otherwise known as the Chestnut Fist, an attack so fast(and so named because) you could grab roasting chestnuts from an open fire without burning yourself.
"Ohhh... my...goooood!" Nodoka moaned. Her body buckled, forcing Shampoo to keep her upright. She leaned in and took a taste of the breast that her airen fed from when he was little and Shampoo's eyes fluttered up in perverse delight.
"Excuse me what's going on in - holy shit..." the shop's attendant gasped. Shampoo turned over her shoulder and glowered back at him, then wiggled her butt.
"You leave, is private," she insisted. He nodded and scarpered. "Hmph, sexy spell on body make it easy to persuade people to do what want, yes?"
"Blugh..." Nodoka burbled. Oh, that's right. It wasn't just her body that had changed. It was also her knowledge of how to sexually satisfy a person.
"That alright, Shampoo talk more instead," she said. "Talk about wedding to airen, and how airen mother soon going to want Shampoo as daughter rather than kitchen wrecker..."
- It doesn't take long before Ryoga is pulled into this mess.
- Ukyo and Ranma continue their 'meal'.
- Akane and her friends stumble on Ukyo and Ranma
- Akane and her friends find Shampoo and Nodoka
- Something else
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