Ukyo Kuonji wandered out of Kasumi's room with trepidation, concern, and a heck of a lot of bounce. It was really strange going around without anything holding her tits in place. No support at all, which she'd have to sort out. It was too painful trying to bind them down the way that she usually would. No way around it. She'd have to fork over some cash for some big bras. No matter how strong the martial artist, this was going to cause back problems in the long run...
Though first things first. She had to warn everyone about this curse. The last thing she wanted was to spread it on to anyone else, the same way she did Kasumi! How she managed that was a bit indsstinct, but there was no question in her mind: She must prevent the tits from spreading!
"You call that a Lunar Wolf Dance?" Ranma's voice caught her ears. "More like a Lunar Klutz Trip!"
"I'll get it with practice! Not everyone's a good trick monkey," Akane added.
Ranma. Akane. Her two friends. Ukyo's mind wobbled a little and - And the memory of Kasumi's nice, mind melting tits flew into her mind. How they looked. How they felt. How they smelled. They were her <i>friends</i>. She had <i>no romantic attachment to either of them</i>. Ukyo reflexively squeezed at her own chest, and let out a contented sigh. Yes. She should warn them. Warn them of the threat of tits.
"Knock knock!" she called out, peering into the training hall and finding Ranma and Akane pinching each other's cheeks. "I'm not interrupting anything am I?" The two of them sheepishly stepped apart. How cute! Was it any wonder she wanted to do whatever it took to bring them together?
Akane crossed her arms and huffed. "This idiot is making fun of my - What happened to your chest?!"
Oh, right. Ukyo turned her back to them, just in case. After all, if Ranma saw tits like these, he might start drooling over her. Which she didn't want. She didn't. She really, really didn't! Either that or Akane might get a bit jealous of Ranma staring. Either way. It was bad for the relationship that she wanted to bloom between these two.
"I got hit by a curse," Ukyo said. "They made this happen - and then I accidentally hit Kasumi with it as well!You guys better be careful, okay?"
"I dunno," Ranma said. "I get the funny feeling some barrel-like chicks might think it's a good idea to get hit by a curse like that."
"Who are you thinking of when you say barrel-like?" Akane asked.
"Didn't name names, but i can always start!" Ranma countered.
"It's not all fun and games," Ukyo warned. "It didn't just increase their size, but also their sensitivity. A single touch makes me weak at the knees."
"Ukyo, a word for a moment?" Akane said, suddenly grabbing Ukyo's arm and leading her away from the training hall. "First, this isn't some stupid attempt to seduce Ranma, is it?"
"Me, seduce Ranma?" Ukyo gasped. "No way! He's my buddy! My pal! I would never try to seduce him like that!"
"Alright! So secondly..." Akane began, then trailed off. "I'm sorry, what did you just say? Are you giving up on Ranma?"
"No, sugar. I'm all aboard the good ship Ranma/Akane!"
Looking back over her shoulder, Ukyo noticed Akane's eyes sort of glazing over. Oh no, she wasn't staring at her chest was she? That apparently made people kinda zone out... but no, she shouldn't be able to see anything from this angle. Was she deep in thought instead?
"... You've not taken to wearing any strange jewelry, by any chance?" Akane asked. "Like, say, a green broach with a smiley face when held one way that looks frowny when held the other?"
"Eh? No, nothing like that..." Ukyo replied. "That kind of jewelry ain't my style. Anyway, never mind that. How are you and Ranma getting on?"
"If I knew the answer to that, we wouldn't argue so much," Ranma said. Ah! He was hanging from the ceiling upside down! "Hey, I was wondering about this curse? The last thing I need is my girl form getting hit by it. She's busty enough as it is!"
"Come to think, didn't you say Kasumi was hit by it as well?" Akane asked. "How did that happen? Is - Is she alright?"
"Oh, she's fine, never mind the curse, we've got to get the two of you sorted out," Ukyo said. "It's gone on long enough by now. Everyone at school already knows the two of you want each other, stop being so prideful and admit you like each other already!"
Now, worth noticing here is that Ukyo had inadvertently turned around during that little speech, and had put her hand to her chest, unthinkingly squeezing and groping and rubbing herself right in front of Ranma and Akane's eyes. The two of them had a pretty decent resistance to hypnotic effects - but only when they were properly focused. Following an argument with each other, and the concern over Ukyo's 'curse', such concerns made them lose that focus and so, they fell under the effect of her tits in short order.
Especially when she accidentally undid a button and revealed even more of her creamy, inviting cleavage to them than before. They both stared blankly ahead at Ukyo's tits, and upon hearing her order.
"I like you," they both said at once, to each other.
This was when Ukyo noticed they were like this. A certain command from Kasumi came to mind right away. She should order them to wake up, and that should be the end of it. Except... Except there was another order kicking around in there as well. An order that contradicted this one.
Set them up. Help them overcome their relationship difficulties. They were obviously hypnotised, so, why not? It wouldn't go against Kasumi's other command, as she would not be doing it for selfish reasons. She would be doing it because it would help the two of them get over their insecurity.
While thinking this, Ukyo unclasped the rest of the buttons and let the girls out. Both Ranma and Akane stared with goofy smiles on their faces at the sight of them. Magnificent. Perfect. Now, where to start?
"Ranma, you should not insult Akane's breasts anymore," Ukyo began. Yes, that felt right. "You like her breasts. You really like her breasts."
"I really like Akane's breasts," Ranma repeated, but to Ukyo's surprise -
"I really like Ranma's girl form's breasts," Akane said. Oh! Well, maybe Akane had only been paying attention to the 'her' part of that, and was treating it as a command as well? Darn, she'd better be careful to avoid pronoun use here. Who knows what kind of havoc it could cause! Now, Ukyo could undo that. Probably. But it would be best if she didn't. For some reason. Uh... It was a distraction from what she was actually trying to accomplish? Yeah! That's the ticket.
"Ranma, I want you to say aloud how you feel about Akane, and what you feel is the biggest obstacle to you hooking up with her," Ukyo said. The boy in front of her tilted his head and creased his brow. This was something he didn't seem happy with doing, it seemed. So Ukyo used her hands carefully, drawing her index fingers around her nipples in slow circles, while the rest of her fingers danced along the surface of her tits, causing them to jiggle and bounce, sending him deeper into trance. "Now, if you please? My last command?"
"I love her," Ranma groggily admitted. "Love her lots. Lots and lots and lots. Feel happy when around her."
That was going a little too sappy for Ukyo's tastes, so she snapped her fingers, then slapped her tits to make him sigh and stop there. "And Ranma, you haven't told Akane this because...?"
"Don't know if she likes me," Ranma said. "She'd make fun if I said something like that and she didn't feel that way."
"And you, Akane?" Ukyo asked, turning her attention to the girl that was her friend and never ever even once her romantic rival. "Akane Tendo, do you feel the same way about Ranma?"
"Yes, love him lots, love him so much even though he's a rude jerk, feel so confused around him but want to marry him anyway and -"
"Who is a rude jerk?" Ranma asked sleepily. "That's sort of rich coming from a really cute girl with anger management."
"Said by the handsome sexy boy who can't say no to the girls after him!"
"You're lucky you're hot, and nice, and strong, 'cause the rest of your attitude is so uncute!"
Ukyo slapped her tits again, getting both of them to sigh contentedly and go back under. Their argument seemed on the verge of snapping them out of it! How scary! This was the depth of their feelings for each other? Such passion! Just as she thought. Heck, it was exactly what the gossip at school was saying about these two. Except the part where they secretly made out, with Ranma in girl form on occasion. She was pretty sure Akane wasn't into that sort of thing.
Unless...?
"Akane, how do you feel about Ranma's curse?" Ukyo asked.
"Her breasts are amazing," Akane giggled. "Not as nice as your tiiiiits, but they're so big and fun and playful, I just want to stick my face in there and use them as pillows."
Dawning realisation, and let's rephrase that a bit. "How did you feel before I told you to like Ranma's boobs?"
"Unrequited lesbian crush, repressed due to the expectations of Japanese society."
Right. That was something Ukyo understood all too well. Try setting up and owning a restaurant in 1980s Japan when you're a young woman. It's possible to pull off, but it isn't exactly easy. Oh dear. That was a problem as well, wasn't it? These tits of hers would be impossible to hide - and she couldn't exactly hypnotise people with them, as that would be selfish.
Oh well. They were nice enough that they would probably draw a crowd anyway. The altered wardrobe was still kind of chafing at her monetary sense, but - Never mind that for now!
"Akane, go get a glass of cold water," Ukyo commanded. The girl scooted off, leaving Ukyo alone with Ranma staring at her chest. It was funny. In the back of her mind she sort of remembered feeling like this would be an awesome thing to have happen, but - Not right now. Not anymore. If anything, it was weird having Ranma stare at her like this. "Ranma, how do you feel about being in a relationship with Akane that involves your girl form?"
A moment of silence. Probably not thought about it before. "I've been a lot more comfortable with my girl form of late," Ranma admitted. "But it would still be kind of weird. I'm a guy. She's a girl. If we're gonna have a relationship, it should be like that."
By this point Akane had returned with the glass of water. One quick spillage later, and Ranma was in his cute, short stacked cursed form. Ah, Ukyo remembered finding out about this. It had been so much fun switching him back and forth, so much teasing potential from one friend to another!
Well, she didn't pour all of the water over Ranma's head. Some of it, she poured down her cleavage instead. She let that water trickle down over her tits and thoroughly enjoyed the sight of her two good buddies staring at the tiny streams with absolute rapt attention, though she also felt deep envy that they could bear witness to it like this.
"When I snap my fingers, the two of you will awaken with no recollection of what we discussed," Ukyo said. If they did, they would likely double down on their not liking each other act, rather than snapping out of it. "However, you are going to feel an overwhelming, irresistible urge to make out while I watch." And now for the clever part. "Once you start making out, you'll only stop if you ask for permission to by the other, and they give it."
There! The perfect scheme! This little kissing session should be enough to move their relationship forward leaps and bounds! Ukyo snapped her fingers, and then redid as many of the buttons on her top as could possibly fit, and watched them intensely.
"So, this curse?" Akane asked while sidling up next to Ranma. He was doing kind of the same thing. "How do we avoid getting hit by - Mmmph."
There it was. The big steamy makeout. Hooray! Huzzah! Now the two of them would finally realise the way the other felt, and not be so sheepish about it! Also, gosh, they sure were going after each other's breasts, weren't they? From their pelvis down, not a scrap of daylight existed between their bodies. In fact, Akane's right leg had already intertwined around his left to pull him closer.
"Had enough?" Akane asked after a little bit.
"Hmph! You think I'll give up that easily?"
So the makeout resumed. And kept going. And going. And going. They'd pushed each other up against every wall. Rolled over every square inch of the floor. Sometimes Akane sat in Ranma's lap. Other times it was the reverse. Sometimes one of them lay on top of the other, sometimes one of them pushed her back into the other's chest while maintaining the kiss over the shoulder.
Then every so often one of them would ask if that was enough, the other would say no, and it would resume without end.
Ukyo was left with the creeping feeling that her brilliant clever therapy plan was, in fact, a terrible one. It had not taken a fundamental aspect of their personality into account.
"So? I bet an uncute girl like you can't take much more, can you?"
"Jerk! I can go for <i>hours</i> yet."
Their level of stubbornness was something she had grossly underestimated.
- A few hours later, Kasumi finds Ukyo watching Ranma and Akane making out.
- Kasumi attempts to go about her day as usual, with mixed results.
- Ukyo tries to snap Ranma and Akane out of it.
- Something else
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