Story: Hinako Tendo

 

 
"And so, ladies and gentlemen, our contest comes to an explosive end!" Miss Hinako announced, much to the cheers of the crowd. Because you see, she was in adult form, and it's kind of hard to say no to a face and body like that.

"An explosive end is an understatement," Nodoka said through grit teeth, forcing her smile. "Your daughters had a beam struggle, and wound up igniting the water heater."

"Details, details!" Hinako said. A contestant limped by her, so she quickly pushed him out of the way, allowing the audience to focus on them. "The point that matters is, it's all over and done with! Yay!"

"Now all that's left is to declare the winner," Nodoka said, resisting pushing her way ahead of Hinako to ensure she didn't hog all the attention. After all, the classical Japanese aesthetic was charming too! "There can be no doubt, the winner is clear!"

"Ready to bow down and acknowledge defeat?" Akane asked. Her and Ukyo managing to look fairly confident. They hadn’t screwed anything up like Ranma or Nabiki, after all!

"Oh yeah?" Ranma asked, hair unkempt and shirt ruffled, but still confident in body language and tone. "You got a bad habit of underestimating me. I'll have you bowing down."

"Seriously, why do I feel like I got warped into a really weird comedy manga?" Ukyo asked, finding no answer anywhere.

"Yay! I'[m gonna win! I'm gonna win!" Nabiki excitedly clapped, clinging onto Ranma's arm very tightly. Letting Ranma feel her chest very tightly. No doubt a calculated move on her part.

"Anyway, my darling Kasumi Tendo and Azusa Shiratori are the winners!" Hinako announced. And right at that moment, reverted to her smaller form.  "Yay! Such a cute couple, I want to bake them in a pie and eat them right up!"

Naturally, this is where Ranma and Akane fell over from the shock of losing.

"Unfortunately, my dear son was quite blatantly going against the rules, while Akane and Ukyo were a bit more subtle about it, "Nodoka said. "Kasumi and Azusa, on the other hand, not only got through their date totally unscathed, they followed the rules to the letter, minding their own business and... I hate to admit this, but they were extremely adorable."

Azusa was giddy and hugging Kasumi while babbling French names. Kasumi, meanwhile, was smiling serenely and stroking Azusa's hair. It was like looking at an overexcited puppy getting petted by their owner.

“Also all the other contestants were all knocked out.” Hinako said.

"Well, never mind that then!" Akane yelled, grabbing onto Ranma's arm. "You're still coming with me, to be disciplined for your actions."

"Nuh uh! Ranma's with me!" Nabiki yelled back, holding tightly onto his other arm. "I was the one dating him today, so I'm playing with him!"


"He is in need of discipline!" Akane yanked him back, nice and hard. Given the strength difference, that would normally have sorted it out - but Nabiki countered by puffing out her cheeks and making her eyes water, while clinging securely onto Ranma's arm, then getting right in her sister's face.

"You always do this, meanie, meanie, meanie!" Nabiki snorted in frustration.

"Me? Which of us has the habit of stealing the other's clothes?" Akane retorted.

"I dunno, which of us is that?" Nabiki asked, feigning innocence.

This argument, well worn by now between the two sisters, was going to continue for quite a while. Ukyo grabbed Ranma's shirt, yanked him free from their grip while the sisters were focused on each other, and the pair quickly skedaddled.

"Hey, thanks a bunch for the rescue," Ranma said. "Ugh, I swear, those two sisters are so... So uncute sometimes."

"And sometimes they're total bombshells with completely different personalities," Ukyo said. "Seriously, what's with that?"

"Inherited martial arts technique," Ranma said. The two of them peeked over at where the sisters were now having what could only be called an 'energy draining fight'. Where they were trying to drain one another's energy, getting other people, firing off the accumulated energy - only to find the other draining it and firing it back at them. "Their mother can drain fighting spirit, it's how she changes."

Case in point, that mother stepped in with two coins, let out a cry of "Mother's discipline technique, happo-ten-yen!" and transformed in an instant from adorable hyper kid to sexy, smouldering hot MILF with legs that most men would beg to walk on them, while Akane and Nabiki withered away to paper dolls, flopping around listlessly on the ground.

"See?" Ranma said. "Can't hold it forever though, only so long as the energy lasts. That's why they change, get it?"

"Right..." Ukyo nodded. "Man, her husband is a lucky guy sometimes. Although..."

Ukyo tilted her head and dangerous thoughts began to surface. Terrible, dangerous, wicked thoughts.

"So, she's got that condition and she has three daughters," Ukyo reasoned out. "A pregnancy lasts nine months, but she can only hold that form so long as - What must those preg-"


"We do not ask The Question," Ranma said, suddenly in Ukyo's face and, incidentally, making her keenly aware of just how damned handsome he was. "Listen buddy, ever since I've come here, I've devoted a lot of mental energy to not asking The Question. I will not have it ruined by someone who I am only now realising is my old childhood - Uchan!"

"Yeah, Ucchan!" Ukyo said, summoning a battle spatula from God only knows where and whapping him on the head with it. "So, you ran off, left me alone, and wound up with this odd yet strangely beautiful girls? Especially Akane! She’s way too nice for you! Can I have her? Or... Maybe she could have me? I think it would be more like that than the other way around...”
 
Ranma put a reassuring hand on Ukyo's shoulder. "Buddy, trust me, you really don't want any of that."

Ukyo looked Ranma in the eye, “Can you honestly say no part of you wants that?”

"Ninety percent of my body wants to tap that like the fist of an angry God, but I'm only telling you that because you were my best friend when we were kids."

Out came the spatula again. “Some best friend you were, ditching me!” Ukyo turned around with a huff. "So, what's the other ten percent want?" She said, turning her head just slightly to glance back at Ranma on the ground.

"That's the part that wants the really kinky shit," Ranma muttered darkly. "She can never know. Nobody can ever know. She'd torment me forever if she knew how easily she could have me."

Normally this kind of boy's talk would have Ukyo feeling a bit disgusted, but... thinking about Akane in her transformed state? Or even Nabiki? Yep, she could see it. Until she met Akane she was sure she was straight, but - damn if she wasn't curious.

"So what's your plan here?" Ukyo asked. "Make her 'earn' you? You don't strike me as the type to go all flowers and chocolate and bullshit."

"Nah, I'm just gonna repress these urges until either they go away or I develop a complex, which seems quite likely when I take into account the effect that my curse is having on my overall mental state," Ranma said.

Aha. Okay then. What he was saying was that Akane was perfectly free for her to flirt with! Ukyo immediately rushed back over to where Akane was recovering, leaving Ranma in the dust.

"Hey beautiful, shame we lost," Ukyo said, offering a hand to help Akane to her feet.

"Ugh... I'm not surprised..." Akane said. "As if I ever stood a chance against Kasumi."

"Don't sell yourself short, you're a very pretty girl," Ukyo said. "How about we -"

"Denied!" Ranma said, popping in out of nowhere right in between the two. "Hitting on a girl who just got drained? She doesn't need this right now."

"Ugh! Really?" Akane grunted, rolling her eyes at Ranma. Oh, it seems she'd seen through his paper thin exc- "The dumb martial arts dating contest is over, get over yourself already, quit being competitive."

"Me being competitive?" Ranma complained.

“Thank you for being my partner in this contest Ukyo.” Akane bowed in thanks. And then she slapped a coin against Ranma's side, it sparked for a few seconds - but she didn't transform? "Phew, that should do it. Back to normal."

"Uh, you didn't change?" Ukyo asked.

"Well no, mother just drained me so all that did was get me back to normal energy levels," Akane said. But then, a weird look came over her, and she started to fiddle with the coin. "Although, I could always do with an extra topup..."

Ranma was already running for the hills long before the coin was aimed in his direction again.