One of the vital elements of this story is the idea that various characters are progressing at different stages of perversion. That being the case, let's say that, at the moment, Ranma is at Four. He is actively pursuing sex, but is quite discriminate about who it is with. Namely, any of the girls he actually already sort of likes and has a relationship with. That's not to say he won't look at someone else that he finds appealing, but he won't do much more than that for the time being.
If that is the case then Shampoo is at Three. She's quite a bit flirty, showing off how hot she is, but she only really has eyes for Ranma. Though with the right motivation, maybe she could broaden that interest a little bit...?
Then Ukyo was at One. She's struggling with weird new thoughts cropping in out of nowhere. Shampoo's face was really cute, and her body was super easy on the eyes. Also, it was probably her imagination but she sure did seem to like showing off her boobs and butt to her, didn't she?
"Oh, Shampoo finally found it," the girl said, bent over at the waist while retrieving a dropped stapler. It was weird, it was right there, but she seemed to have a lot of trouble finding it for some reason. If she didn't know any better then Ukyo would believe that she was doing that explicitly for the purpose of showing off her nice, shapely butt. "Now, where were we?"
A bit hard to take her seriously when she was standing there, hands on hips, chest thrust out inches from Ukyo's face. See, this is what she was talking about. She was never so aware of another girl's... appeal before. Acting like this while wearing those tight clothes... Sure, she knew her rival was <i>hot</i>, but now she <i>knew</i> that her rival was <b>hot</b>.
"Is Ukyo okay?" Shampoo asked, suddenly pressing her forehead up against Ukyo’s. Her eyes filling the entirety of Ukyo’s vision.
"Guh! Cut that out!" Ukyo pushed the other girl away. "Can we focus on what we were doing, please?"
"Okay!" Shampoo hopped in place, cutely. Though you could use that description for everything she did. She breathed cute, she walked cute, she talked cute, she oozed sex appeal from every pore cute... "These brochures won't hand out themselves."
Right. The brochures. Because there was a festival coming to Furinkan, and they were supposed to advertise for it.
"Alright, so we can hand them out to customers -"
"That not good enough," Shampoo wagged her finger. "Too too passive. Need to make sure to grab lots and lots of attention, quickly. That much better way to advertise."
"Oh yeah?" Ukyo said. "You got an idea of how to do that?"
"Is easy," Shampoo said. "All we need it eye candy. Now, obviously, that would be me, not boyish Ukyo."
"Hey! I thought we already established that I'm cute as a button!" Ukyo protested.
"Too boyish!" Shampoo crossed her arms. "Shampoo is the one who has it all going on. I mean, look at Shampoo." She stuck her leg out on a stool and smoothed her hand out down her leg. "Look at Shampoo's thigh."
Ukyo didn't need much by way of invitation, it was right there. It was nice, she supposed. Very toned, the skin was nice and clear.
"Touch Shampoo's thigh."
Ukyo's hand was guided towards it now, and she had to admit, the girl took care of her skin. Creamy soft, like silk. Warm and inviting. Very nice, before she knew it Ukyo was touching Shampoo's thigh with both hands.
"Kiss Shampoo's thigh."
Ukyo actually did get onto her knees there, and puckered up, wondering what it would taste like. A master chef like her should taste test any meal she was being asked to criticise, especially when it looked so nice -
But then she snapped out of it and stood up again, scowling at Shampoo.
"Quit teasing me already!" Ukyo warned. "Man, what is with you today?"
"Want to make point," Shampoo said, putting her foot back on the floor, unfortunately. "Shampoo have plenty of girly appeal, while Ukyo would be much better leaning into butch - Shampoo mean pretty manly boy appeal."
A pretty boy, huh? Ukyo imagined that for a moment. Her, as a boy... Her as a boy...
<i>"Oh, Ukyo, you're so much manlier than I am!"</i> Ranma, in girl form, said while grasping onto Ukyo's calf in adoration. <i>"From now on, I'll be the girl in the relationship."</i>
<i>"Heh, sure thing babe,"</i> boy Ukyo said. Then he whipped off his trousers, revealing a monster in desperate need of feeding. <i>"Show me how much you mean that..."</i>
<i>”Oh it’s sooo biig…”</i> An Akane in her imagination said.
<i>”Give it to Shampoo!”</i> A fantasy Shampoo in a bikini added.
Her face turned bright scarlet at what came next. Which, in her fantasy, was chiefly her. She clanged her own face with her battle spatula, let the bells ring in her mind, then turned her attention towards the source of her ire. However... Her frustration quickly died on noticing the gleam in Shampoo's eyes.
Something was telling her, maybe even warning her, that this girl was only getting warmed up. And... a part of her was sort of looking forward to seeing what she did next. A part of her trying to push for level Two.
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Man, isn't it weird how a member of Ranma's harem is so much better at seducing girls than Ranma himself? I mean, he accidentally'd himself into having four martial arts babes of his own age group wanting to marry him. You'd think he had some level of wherewithal on how to lure one of them into bed.
But no. That's the point. If he'd been trying to seduce them he'd have never got this far. He seduced them all on accident, by being a dope. Alas, since he was a dope, that meant trying to do it on purpose was going to doom him to failure. So much failure.
Let's watch and enjoy, shall we?
His next attempt began, so far as Akane was concerned, when she received a letter posted under the door to her room. She picked it up, scowled at her name scrawled on the envelope, then flipped it open and read aloud:
"Dear Uncute Tomboy, those two words are scored through I note, heir to the Tendo Dojo. I am a wandering martial artist, also scored out, con artist, also scored out, dojo destroyer, with a triple underline and a scribbled note reading 'great idea' over it and an arrow pointing at the words dojo destroyer. I have kidnapped your future lover, scored through, beloved, scored through, handsome fiance, quadruple underlined. He is being held captive in your very own training hall. If you wish to rescue his sweet booty, come in your finest martial arts gear, then in brackets or that cute blouse I, scored through, your fiance got you for your birthday because it really flatters your figure. Signed, Ran, scratched out, Mysterious Challenger R."
Right. So, to Akane's mind, Ranma was teasing her again. Not an unreasonable conclusion, but if the boy wants a whooping, she's not going to say no. On came the gi... Though for a moment there she did hold out the blouse Ranma got her and put it up against her body to remind herself how it looked... But then on came the gi, on came her game face, and then she marched off to the training hall to find -
“Buwahahahaahah! Prepare for Trouble Twirp! Hand over your sexy fiance and I might go easy on you.”
Ranma Saotome, girl form, with her hair undone from its pigtail, and her hair styled back in... how much hair gel did she use to make it go all the way back like that? If she turned quickly enough she could use that hair as a weapon. It honestly distracted her for a moment from the ridiculous clothes she was wearing. A white miniskirt, and a white jacket with the waistline cut out and a black shirt underneath it. Oh, and the jacket had an R on it.
Meanwhile, behind Ranma was a sack of rice with a crudely drawn image of Ranma's face stapled to it. The image also had an arrow on it pointing at Ranma's face,and on the other side of that arrow was the word 'handsome'.
"Ranma- "Akane began
"Ohohoho!" Ranma cackled. "You'd better make it double, for I won't let you talk to your extremely sexy fiance!”
“Ranma I know it’s you. It’s obviously you. This is lamer than that time Gosunkuigi pretended to me be as part of one of Kuno’s dumb plots.”
“But- but… the rescue!? The epic fight? You’re always so nice when I- Ranma saved you!?”
That dumb denial made something click in Akane’s mind. “Wait, this isn’t you making fun of me? This is you… wanting to set something up?”
"Mmmaybe?" Ranma said, kicking at her heels. "I mean, nooooo, and I'm certainly not flirting with you or anything like that."
Akane stared at her in absolute, abject disbelief. She held out her hands as if trying to grasp something, and was repeatedly failing to do so. "This is flirting?" She asked. "This? Is flirting?"
"No, it's not flirting," Ranma twiddled her thumbs while looking at the ceiling. It was. It totally was.
"I can't believe you!" Akane threw up her hands. "You finally show some interest, and this is how you go about it? All this time I thought you were leading those girls on, but you really were a clueless idiot weren't you?"
“Huh? I only led Shampoo on once.”
Akane punched the wall. "Ah! Don't bring that up when you're trying to flirt with me, you idiot! Honestly, you're so dumb..." She trailed off and turned to look at Ranma. "Wait. Why is this kind of working for me?"
Ranma puffed out her chest. "Well, obviously, it's because I'm suave and sexy."
"Hahahahaha, no, seriously why?" Akane asked. "I'm mad at you. I'm so mad at you that you're sleeping on the couch tonight. You're sleeping on the couch even though you have your own room."
"Buuuuut?"
Oh, not fair! Now Ranma was right in her personal space, far too close, their noses almost touching! Akane almost couldn't stop herself. Almost. Her lips darted forward and pecked Ranma on the lips - and then she ran from the training hall back to her room turning ever more interesting shades of scarlet with each and every step.
"Ohhhh! That idiot!" Akane huffed. She flopped onto her bed and hugged her pillow. "He's charming in a stupid way!
That was the worst kind of charming! It meant that any failure just made him cuter!
- Ranma hops up to Akane's window to land the killing blow.
- So, any bets on how long Ukyo lasts before her tongue is deep inside Shampoo's body? Any bets on what part of Shampoo's body it's inside?
- Seriously, we should check in on Azusa and Asuka already, it's been a while and I'm getting worried for their wellbeing at this point.
- Something else
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