Story: Akane's Quest

 

 
This was a fact finding mission. An investigation into the rumour that working at this cafe for a month would give a girl bigger boobs. Well, one could easily say that Akane had found hard evidence of that fact herself right now, on her very first shift. Standing in the staff bathroom, she stared at her chest with a mixture of shock and wonder. Up a size already! her hand tentatively poked and prodded - yep, they were real alright. No doubt about it. This place definitely had some perverted magic cast over it - though to be honest it wasn't as if this alone made her think they were bad exactly. They advertised up front that this would happen. Can't exactly blame a girl for going in to try it out if she felt like she could do with a bigger bust and some extra cash.

On the other hand, her martial artist's instincts were still telling her there was more to it than this. An ulterior motive, some pervert operating behind the scenes trying to do something other than give lots of girls big bouncy boobs.

"Hey, new girl!" one of the other maids said, slipping into the bathroom to hug Akane from behind. "Wow, so it's true? You got a boost already? That boy sure is a lucky one."

That was another thing that was bothering her. The idea that 'love' made the effect work somehow. She could admit to herself that she was a little bit interested in Ranma, but after that little display earlier on she was furious at him. Not feeling lovey dovey at all! It certainly wasn't like in that corridor where she'd been assaulted by those relentless images of sexy Ranmas as far as the eye could see, trying to keep her from reaching the statue lurking deep beneath the school....

A shudder shot through her. Not an unpleasant one either. It started in her nipples and then shot through her body like a tidal wave, leaving her feeling oddly tingly all over afterwards. Ooh, what was that? A side effect of the bust enlargement spell? She needed more information.

"Don't tell me, let me guess, you're worried all your clothes won't fit," the maid said. "Not to worry! I'm not entirely sure how it works, but if you put on something you've worn before the spell will make it fit fine. Also, don't worry about your back, the extra weight won't do anything to you at all."

Those weren't questions Akane was about to ask, but good to know. It sounded like whoever came up with this spell had a general idea of the sorts of concerns that might come up because of it. However...

"I heard that 'love' makes this work," Akane said. "Could you explain that a little bit more, please?"

"Huh? Well, there's not an awful lot to say there," the maid shrugged. "I mean, there are three reasons that a girl wants bigger boobs. Envy, insecurity about their sex appeal, and a strong desire to show off for the guy they like. The spell will eventually work no matter the reason, but the last reason is the one we want to help out with the most."

"What, a girl's insecurities aren't important?" Akane asked.

"Well, of course they are, but... when a person feels that kind of insecurity, a magic spell isn't usually enough. It's like - you know how bulimia sufferers can be rake thin and still see themselves as fat? A person's actual body doesn't usually match their body image all that well, so if a girl just wants bigger boobs because she has this wrong idea of being flat  chested... There's not much we can do to help that out. For recruits like that, we give them a more personal, subtle therapy to help them realise how beautiful they already are - and then we send them off with the big knockers they came for!"

Akane had to admit, up until the end she was kind of going along with that. If the problem was psychological then physical solutions wouldn't solve anything. It was, at best, a bandaid. A distraction from the real underlying issue. You couldn't even call it treating the symptom rather than the disease, it was like treating someone with a broken arm by giving them flu medication. Someone in such a difficult situtaion that the only reason they were here was to become hotter for the sake of becoming hotter was going to need a different sort of help than - Akane looked down. That remark at the end was definitely setting her suspicions back up a level.

"I hear you got that spurt after a really cute pigtailed boy came in for a bit," the maid teased. Oh! That did set Akane off a bit! "From the way the other girls were talking him up, I'm not sure which of you is luckier."

"I-It's not like that!" Akane protested. "It's our father's idea! There's nothing going on between us, he's just an insensitive jerk who happens to have a cute face! I don't l-lo-looooo... What's happening to me?"

What, indeed. It felt like something was stirring up inside her breasts, stimulating her nerve endings and making her feel weak at the knees. Her heart was going pitter-patter, as if she'd been out jogging for a full hour.

"My god, you're going to destroy each other in bed," the maid shook her head. Huh? What did she mean by - "Anyway, I came in here to tell you that you're not our only new hire today. It looks like that hunk's twin sister applied, and no way are we turning down someone that cute!"

T-Twin sister? Ranma's... twin sister? No way! He hadn't! He couldn't! Akane adjusted her uniform to keep herself presentable, and dashed out into the cafe to see for herself. Though she already had an inkling of what she might find, she had to confirm it with her own two -

"Hello Miss! It's such a delight to meet you!"

Behold, weaponised adorableness in the form of a Jusenkyo cursed boy. Akane had long known that Ranma's girl form was better built than hers, and had always put that down to it being a magical construct rather than a natural body. It still annoyed her. Still irked. Still, there was no mistaking that she was cute. Super cute. Far too cute for her own good. Even so, this seemed like -  Like she'd been put under a magnifying glass that had no effect on light, only on how adorable the thing on the other side was.

The uniform she was wearing was red, a match for her silk shirt, with black frills all over the place. The neckline was quite broad and low, showing off most of her shoulders and just the top of her breasts. Right at the border of where a reasonable person could call it decent. She was at least wearing trousers rather than a skirt, but they were rather form fitting and didn't leave much to the imagination regarding the shape of Ranma's legs. All of this topped by a very fancy looking white apron.

Top it off with Ranma's round face, big sparkling eyes and naturally tomboyish, defenseless smile and any boy would fall in love in a heartbeat.

"My, my, Akane! Enjoying the benefits of working here already, are we?" Ranma asked, casting a meaningful look down at Akane's chest. "Ah, it's only natural you'd be like that. With someone like me around, it must be hard to measure up!"

"You!" Akane fumed, then grabbed Ranma by the arm and pulled her into the girl's bathroom, right as that other girl was leaving. "What do you think you're doing here?"

"Helping a tomboy in over her head, what else?" Ranma asked. "It all makes sense now, you know? Being enchanted and lured in by this apparently true promise of a bigger bust, all to impress little old me? Hrmph! As if that would ever make you cute."

That feeling in Akane's chest was coming back in force now. It was worse with Ranma here. In fact, it had kicked in again the second she'd seen that jerk in that uniform! She couldn't help it, being mad at her felt like being mad at a bunny rabbit, yet here she was feeling genuinely steamed! She pinched Ranma's cheek - the one on her face, you perverts! - and leaned in close.

"I. Am. Here. To. Investigate. This. Weird. Place." she said, making sure to say it slowly so it might sink in. "Don't. Get. Any. Weird. Ideas. Got. It?"

In turn, Ranma reached out and grabbed onto Akane's cheek. "I. Already. Figured. That. Out. You. Uncute. Tomboy. I'm. Just. Teasing. You."

As always. Teasing her. Tormenting her. He wouldn't even compliment her new figure, and was instead making fun of it.

<i>"When a person feels that kind of insecurity, a magic spell usually isn't enough."</i>

Huh. Weird. Why was she thinking of that at a time like this?

"No way you can handle this alone, they're definitely up to something here," Ranma said. "They barely checked if I was qualified, just took one look and hired me on the spot. Like I thought, their standards ain't that high, if they hired you on to do anything to do with food -"

Wham!

"I get the idea, you're here to help me investigate," Akane said to the crumpled heap on the floor. "Fine! Just... less of the wisecracks already!"

Because, for some reason, the more he was teasing her the more intense this weird feeling in her chest was getting. That was... ah, probably a bad sign right? Well, whatever! So long as Ranma didn't do anything too stupid, the two of them should figure out this place in no time at all!