Story: Tunnel Of Lust Love

 

 In the backstage area, ghosts were flying around in a panic, somewhat in a manner akin to an allergic reaction - something had got into the system that was causing panic. Undue panic, but panic nonetheless. Imagine one of those old cartoons where they save on animation budget by looping a single chaotic scene, and just enough is happening that it distracts you a little from the fact it's looping. That's the sort of scene we're looking at right now. Ghosts flying everywhere in big loops, crashing into each other, having near misses, all in a panic.

But then, a slightly larger ghost blows into a whistle, causing the whole lot of them to screech to a halt. Replete with brake noises even though they were all flying..

"Alright, you goofballs! Break it up, break it up!" that ghost called out. "So, you're all panicked because four martial artists got into places they should not have been able to get into. You're worried they're gonna pick a fight and ruin our finely crafted lust inducing tunnel operation."

"There's a bunch of martial artists lost behind the scenes?!" one ghost gasped. "I thought we were panicking because we were out of mayo!"

That ghost was promptly taken aside and slapped one hundred times for not paying attention. Don't worry, didn't feel a thing, he's a ghost. They don't have nerve endings.

"Anyway! It turns out there's nothing to worry about!" the ghost said. "Those four were already a bundle of hormones, and our senior team has already worked to making them so horny they'll be crawling up each other's butts long before they get out of here, and we can return to our completely benevolent purpose of making the world a hornier place."

"Benevolent?" a ghost gasped. "I thought we were feeding on the lustful impulses of the living to maintain our own sinful existence on this plane!"

That ghost was taken aside and given a stern talking to, which had exactly the effect that it would have on a living person because nerve endings or not ghosts can feel embarrassed and ashamed, because they are pretty much literally just ego.

"Isn't the real reason we're running this tunnel because we're horny and bored?"

"I thought it was an ancient family curse."

"I thought we were wished into existence by an overpowered diminutive martial artist with lecherous tendencies."

"I thought this place was set up because of a drunken bet between an incubus and a warlock."

“Weren’t we drawn here by the ghost of a grandchildren obsessed mother-in-law?”

“I thought it was when some magic mirror was dropped into the tunnel en route to it’s renovated mansion?”

“YOU FOOLS WE WERE WRITTEN BY PORN AUTHORS.”

Well, that was the fourth wall well and truly smashed to pieces.

"Our purpose here is to get these idiots hot and heavy so they'll do all kinds of kinky shit to each other. That's it. That's why we're here. Can we please get back to it now?"

The ghosts begrudgingly put an end to their comedic japes, and slunk off back to work. The head ghost tapped its fingers impatiently against itself while watching them to make sure they were doing their job as instructed - and then he did a double take, as if noticing some lazy slacker -

"Hey, hey you out there! I see you! What are you doing writing a comedy bit focusing on us. Get back to those four ready to hump each other stupid!" He said that as if that last thing was an especially large leap. "Yeah, yea wise guy! Make with the smut! I'll get to fixing that fourth wall you made me break, everyone's happy. Got it? Great!"

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Akane was not being affected by this tunnel. She wasn't. It was obvious what it was trying to do. Make her so horny that she would do something stupid. But she wasn't that sort of girl .She wouldn't give into temptation. She wouldn't, for example, become the meat in a Ranma-Ryoga sandwich. Nor would she tackle Ukyo to the ground and fffffuck her good and hard like the sexy little tease she was with that ambiguously gendered pretty face and those boyish mannerisms juxtaposing perfectly against her very girly body...

Actually, if anything Akane was more worried about Ranma. That idiot had clearly let his girl form be influenced by this place. Totally defenseless, and done <i>that</i> with Ryoga. Which meant it was inevitable. His boy form would surely succumb, and allow Ukyo to seduce him. Which would be bad. Because Ryoga very obviously wanted to go out with Ukyo.

Which meant that Akane had to take the ultimate sacrifice. Cling to Ranma's sexy, manly body like cling film. Don't give Ukyo the single slightest opportunity to get her hand on this man meat. That would make her have to pay more attention to Ryoga.

"Don't get any ideas, buster," Akane said, or rather whispered into Ranma's ear. Gosh he had such a handsome profile, no wonder Ukyo was so brazenly interested in him. "I'm only clinging onto you to make sure we don't get separated again."

After saying that, she shifted her weight a little, and how she was holding onto Ranma, to ensure that her breasts were pushing into his side and his hand could get a nice good squeeze on her butt.

"Hrmp, that was what I was gonna say," Ranma snorted a laugh. "Knowing you, you were gonna wander off someplace and need my help getting out of trouble."

"Who needs whose help?!"

Ranma turned his head to resume the argument, but because of how close they were all that happened was a deep satisfying kiss that the two of them had wanted for literally a year now but neither of them had the courage to go for because they thought the other would make fun of them. Do note that neither of them broke step from this.

Meanwhile, a little behind them Ryoga and Ukyo were grinning like loons. And why wouldn't they be? They both got laid by the person they liked. Ryoga got to pound Akane, and Ukyo got pounded by Ranma. Why wouldn't they be smiling right now/ The two of them were flying on a dopamine high the likes of which could drown a baby elephant.

"Hey Ukyo," Ryoga muttered. "You got a real nice butt."

"You too," Ukyo replied in a daze. "Rock hard. Well formed."

Needless to say, this was a case where the lights were on but nobody was home.

This was the state of mind the quartet were in when they stumbled upon the final room in the tunnel, a true test of temptation unlike any other: A giant bed, a box of snacks, a fridge full of drinks, and dozens upon dozens of sealed boxes of condoms, and a sign that read 'go on, have at it'.

"They can't possibly be serious," Akane said while humping into the side of Ranma's body, while he in turn was more erect than the stalagmite he was standing next to. "Seriously? That's it?"

Then a ghost popped in behind Akane's head, and in Ranma's voice said "Pft, yeah. Even with this setup, ain't no way you could seduce me."

Meanwhile, another ghst popped up and whispered in Ranma's ear, using Akane's voice, "As if I'd ever want to do anything like this with you!"

"You think I can't seduce you?!"

"You think I couldn't make you want me?!"

The two of them were practically nose to nose at this point.Glaring into each other's eyes, breathing heavily, neither one of them willing to make the first move. All it would take was the slightest misstep, and then they would -

"Ohhhh, yeah! That's the stuff, lost boy!"

And the spell broke, as Ryoga was riding Ukyo's pussy from behind while she was on her hands and knees, the two of them rutting like animals. Ryoga's lean, yet muscular body roughly humping into Ukyo, thrusting his mighty cock into her with wild, reckless abandon. In turn, she was humping back into him, sweat already forming on her skin giving her girlish figure an extra sheen that made her all that more alluring.

"Oh gosh, we almost fell for it," Akane gasped, pulling away from Ranma and leaning on the wall for support. "THey almost had us, they almost got us... just like them!"

"Y-Yeah! I don't want our first time to be in some crummy horny tunnel..." Ranma muttered.

The boy didn't realise what he'd just said aloud. It actually took Akane a little bit to catch it herself.

"So... where did you want our first time to be?" Akane quietly asked, unable to look at him. She cutely squirmed, and gulped nervously at what the response might be.

Alas, it was a ghost that answered. "Your bedroom, dummy. Where else?"

Ranma, meanwhile, hadn't heard the question at all, he was too busy trying to not stare at Ukyo. Or Ryoga, for that matter. He was feeling pretty confused right now, and hadn't worked out that his sexuality was more fluid than he had realized.

"I have an idea!" a ghost whispered to him. "If we pretend to succumb, we might be able to catch them out. Pull me in for a kiss, pretend you're getting really into it... and then we'll lure them out!"

"I dunno, that seems a bit risky," Rnama whispered back.

"Hey, let's make out a little again to regain control over ourselves," a ghost whispered in Akane's ear. "Then I'll rock your world when we get home."

"I'm not sure that's a good idea," Akane blushed furiously.

And then, the ghosts made their key play, both at the same time.

"Chicken!"

It's hard to tell which of them tackled the other to the bed after that, but needless to say, lips were most certainly locked, bodies were writhing together, and the two of them, being who they were, jockeyed to be the one on top while their hands reached underneath one another's clothing.

Ain't it grand knowing just how to push a tsundere's buttons?