When Akane Tendo woke up from her little impromptu power nap, she felt fresh and invigorated, yet also a bit annoyed. As much as she didn't think highly of their new guest, who was an obvious pervert, his talent as a martial artist was quite obvious. She hadn't had a workout like that in a long time!
Still, it rankled her a bit. Cursed form or not, that boy had beaten her in a fight. Fairly, at that. The memory of it made her extremely sensitive nipples stand on end, so she had to give them a nice hard <i>squeeze</i>. And she found absolutely nothing wrong or strange with the fact that she had woken up topless with damp nipples, nor that she was absently toying with them while thinking about a boy.
Such is the nature of porn, after all. Everything is subservient to the sex. An excuse for it, an invitation to something erotic even if it didn't make sense or went against character. In Akane's case, her thinking was going in a direction that was off base for her, induced by the curse that was currently making all things to do with her nipples take on a more erotic turn.
"I can't let that pervert get one over on me that easily," Akane said, pinching and squeezing and rolling her breasts around in her hand. She pushed up her left tit and licked the nipple. "Who knows what he might try if given half the chance. Why he might just - Mmmmm." There, her eyes fluttered and she started to suck upon her own breast. "That would be such a <b>bad</b> thing. I can't let him do <b>that</b>.
There was only one way, of course. It was the direction the curse had been leading her towards since she woke up. It didn't have as strong a hold on her as it did on Ranma, as only her nipples were truly under its influence. Thus, its effects were firmly limited to that area. Diluted, one might say. It led her to thinking that Ranma's style was simply too perfect, as
perfect and firm as his girl form's booty and his boy form's abs. Therefore, she'd have to...
"Ah! Oh, I should probably take a bath," Akane grunted, a hand still to each of her breasts. The two of them had worked up quite a sweat, after all, so it was only natural that she should head along to the bath. Take off all of her clothes. And not pay any mind at all to the fact that there were already clothes in the hamper and that the sign had said occupied when she went in. Porn logic, even at its weakest, is still pretty dastardly like that.
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Sitting in the bath was, of course, Ranma Saotome grumbling to himself about the situation he found himself in. He was pretty sure the reason he was in that lousy pose with those two girls was because of this curse. He didn't get what was happening, didn't understand what was going on, but whenever he turned back to normal things somehow felt like - like something lewd just happened, you know?
He had to figure out what was happening and get a handle on it quickly. Those girls seemed angry at him as it was, he didn't need things getting any worse. Heck, from what he could remember that Akane chick - hotheaded though she might be - was kinda nice from what he could sort of remember from his cursed form, so it was a shame she was so suspicious of him.
Naturally, she opened the separating curtain right then and this is also the moment Ranma chose to stand up out of the water, leaving a naked boy staring at a naked girl. Now, normally this sort of situation would have Akane turn beet red, scream bloody murder, threaten to drown him in the bath or at least slap the taste out of his mouth. And normally Ranma would feel like crawling under a rock from the sudden encounter.
However, today was a bit different owing to Akane's enchanted nipples. Now there's a statement you never thought you'd read! At the instant the two of them locked eyes, Akane's nipples sent a shock of pleasure down her body that made her drop her towel - and just like that, Ranma was locked into the same level porn logic that Akane was, for the effects were so limited and diluted that, rather than an area of effect, eye or physical contact with the affected areas is required.
"Hrmph, so you're in here?" Akane asked. Her gaze shifted downwards, towards Ranma's rapidly hardening dick. She unconsciously licked her lips and leaned over, letting her breasts hang low, practically forcing him to stare down her cleavage. "You were trying to get a peek, weren't you?"
Ranma gulped. "N-No! I put up the sign and everything! I'm not a pervert, I promise!"
"Really?" Akane asked, standing up straight and putting her hands behind her head. "But you've been staring at my breasts this whole time."
Akane's goal here was simple, in her own mind. Make Ranma admit to being a pervert. Make him admit it wasn't his stupid curse that made him do that. Of course it should go without saying at this point that this was entirely down to porn logic.
For Ranma's part, he very much wanted to prove that he wasn't a pervert - but such things go directly against the goals and intent of porn logic. Luckily such things are also easily factored into porn as a different kind of trope - the unwilling, being seduced!
"Well, I mean, they're very nice breasts," Ranma said in spite of himself. And so they were. Not as big as his girl form's, but still quite pleasing to the eye. "It's kind of hard not to look at them."
This was not as helpful for his case as it may have first seemed. That was a pretty perverted statement in and of itself, after all. If anything, it spurned Akane on, making her feel like she'd found his weak point. She would prove that he was a pervert right here and now, and once he'd admitted it -
Well, that would come later. Such things didn't matter in the moment when you're living under porn logic. However tenuous the reason, only the sexy results matter in the end.
"Is this better then?" Akane asked, turning to the side so that she showed off her feminine figure, looking directly up and raising her hands above her head, then smoothing her hand down her side, culminating in cupping her butt and clapping her cheeks with the flat of her hand. "How's the rest of my body? From a supposed non perverted point of view."
She was... exactly his type. Until right now Ranma didn't even know he had a type, but it turned out that he did. Fit, strong, svelte yet toned. While her body was unmistakably feminine, there was a strong hint of muscle underlying her body. She was girly yet... strong. He liked strong women. Strong willed. Strong bodied. Without question, strong women turned him on.
However, admitting that in this situation felt like a death sentence. As such, Ranma defaulted to his usual means of dealing with chicks he sort of liked but didn't want to admit to liking. Not that he knew this was his default, mark you, but it was.
"Uncute!" he jeered, sticking out his tongue. "Not sexy at all! Your breasts might be nice, but shame about the rest of you."
And so, the justification was given for the porn logic to full grab hold of these two idiots. Akane turned back to him, now scowling, hands on hips. She looked down at his member with no small amount of derision.
"Your little friend there seems to disagree," Akane said, her nipples tingling so much that it was hard to think rationally.
In turn, Ranma was so captivated by Akane's nipples that he could only stare at them. So neither of them was thinking especially much.
"Well, that's normal when a guy sees a naked girl, no matter how uncute she might be," Ranma said.
"Oh yeah?" Akane jeered, stepping back away from the bath, as Ranma started to leave it. Ranma's penis was getting quite big. So hard, and... long, and she licked her lips without noticing she was doing it. "That's not what I'd heard. It's getting hard because you want to <i>fuck</i> me."
"Who'd wanna fuck a hothead like you?" Ranma asked Akane's nipples. "I bet you wouldn't even feel good."
"I bet you wouldn't even know what to do with a girl!" Akane countered, poking him in the chest. "I bet you couldn't satisfy a girl if your life depended on it!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!"
You could practically hear the cheesy music start to play in the background. You know what I'm talking about. Load up the electric guitar with the distinctive 'wah-wah' sound. Lay on some bass, keep it slow and casual sounding as the two of them begin to kiss, and then a saxophone sets off right at the moment Akane lowers herself onto Ranma's penis, and the two of them grasp into each other, guided by instinct to put on as much of a show as possible.
Of course, the difference between regular sex and porn sex is that the latter has to be aesthetically sexy, got to show off for the camera, while the other usually... is very much not. You get too lost in the moment to do the sorts of things that look super hot for the camera, and it's typically not that comfortable to hold those kinds of poses. I mean, think about it - how often in porn do you actually see the penetration? Now think about the angles they're often using to ensure the camera can see it clearly.
Nonetheless, those were the sorts of poses the two of them were using right now. As if they were showing off for an unseen camera, making sure that the penetration was visible to leave us no doubt about it. Although, due to their prideful nature, the two of them were naturally jostling for position even while doing this. Sometimes Ranma would be on top, jackhammering into Akane from above, other times she'd be riding him cowgirl style, other times she'd be on her hands and knees getting railed from behind while he held onto her breasts, and still other times they'd be seated on the stool with Akane in his lap.
The point was, they were giving it to each other nice and hard. Like they'd been having sex for years, even though it was actually their first time. And, at the very moment where Ranma released, the music gradually faded into the background, and the two of them stopped making kind of artificial sounding grunts of mutual pleasure, Akane bit her lip and looked down at him with satisfaction.
"See? It wasn't hard to get you to have sex with me at all. Pervert."
"Eh?!" Ranma grunted back in response. "What kinda logic is that? You came onto me, how does that make me the pervert?"
In response to this, Akane slowly stood up, deliberately drawing her tight pussy around Ranma's cock, and enjoying the look on his face as he very obviously enjoyed the experience.
"When you figure that out, maybe then you'll understand why I'm so upset at you," she said, then tipped a basin of cold water over herself and walked off to the bath, leaving Ranma alone in the changing area feeling... Like something important just happened, but that he got really, really lucky in the process.
"Well, at least Akane didn't clobber me this time..." he mused, then dressed and slipped out of the room before he could be accused of being a pervert again.
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Akane felt good. Really good. Sitting in the tub had made her nipples go back to normal - not that she had noticed - but the important part was that she felt like the edge had been taken off somehow, like she was much less stressed than she had been recently.
The reason for that was... unclear. She sort of remembered encountering Ranma in the bathroom, some sort of misunderstanding about the sign, but the specifics were unclear. He probably hadn't walked in on her while she was undressed, or she'd remember it more clearly, more likely she was about to get dressed and he walked in. Or something.
"Maybe he's not as bad as I thought?" Akane wondered aloud. "I mean, sure, it was weird he was hugging Kasumi and Nabiki like that, but... maybe there's something to this curse thing after all?" He did change from boy to girl. And come to think of it, her own memories of recent events were strangely vague.
Well, whatever was going on here, Akane relaxed in the bath for a little bit, let her pores open up a bit and then climbed out, feeling more ready to deal with this weirdness -only to get splashed in the face the instant she left. As soon as she did, her nipples began to tingle pleasantly again, and her entire world became a whole lot more porny.
"Alright, just as I thought," cursed form Ranma said, holding a pail. "I didn't touch your nipples with this water at all, but it still caused you to change. How are you feeling?"
With the combined curses in such close proximity, there was only one answer Akane could give. "Fucking horny," she said, stepping towards Ranma to embrace her. "By the way, I really enjoyed riding your boy form earlier - and it seems like my more prudish version is more interested in your boy form now as well."
"Mmm, yeah, same here babe," Ranma cackled. The two of them shared a tender, then extremely lewd and deep smooch, each of them fully aware of what was going on with their non-cursed forms - because it allowed for greater smut to happen around them. "The two of them will be all over each other without our influence in no time at all. But... I think it's only fair if your sisters get in on the fun as well, don't you?"
"Then let's start with Nabiki," Akane suggested. "I'd love to see how that bitch behaves with a little curse on her."
Though where should they put the water...?
- Thighs
- Navel
- Butt
- Make her drink it
- Somewhere else
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