Story: Furinkan Boy's Club

 

 "Kya!"

The sound of a fist flying downwards joins that cry, and shortly after this a satisfying crunch. Four bricks stacked atop each other are struck dead in the centre, and split apart from the stress. The boy who has done this rises, gathers the bricks and puts them aside before gathering new bricks. He stacks them up. Takes a deep breath, and then uses his hand to shatter them as well. This is what is known as 'breaking' in martial arts., more specifically 'power breaking'. This is quite often used to assess the speed and power of the martial artist, as for a long time the technology needed to measure such things was simply not available. For Akane Tendo, it was mostly stress relief. She could do this in her sleep. Easily. Or rather, at the moment 'he' could do this in 'his' sleep easily.

"Stupid cursed body," Akane grumbled to himself. "Getting me feeling all weird around Ranma like that."

"Did I hear my name being mentioned?"

Dread fell upon Akane's face. That was a quite girly voice. Ranma had the opposite curse to her. Where Akane turned into a boy with cold water, Ranma turned into a girl. Hot water undid both changes, returning them to their normal form. It had been hell for her ever since getting this curse. All the girls in her class had been hit by it too, and Akane had to watch as they all became perverts. Dating each other, talking about sex a whole lot more than she was comfortable with, dating other girls using their boy form, or even treating both forms as though they were different people so they could two time a boy and a girl at once! She had assured herself that at least she wasn't like that.

Then along comes Ranma to ruin all that. Alright. Take a deep breath. Have a little self control. Turn around and say 'Must be your imagination' and transition into a different topic of conversation.

"Must be your guuuuuuuh!"

Stellar work, ten out of ten! All you did was turn around and behold the glory that is girl form Ranma wearing the Furinkan Girl's uniform and that's all it took to get your brain tumbling inside your head. It wasn't like the Furinkan girl's uniform was all that sexy or anything, in fact it was practically designed to not be. A blue smock-like dress over a white blouse, with a skirt that went down to the ankles. It was more cute than sexy. But then again, that might be the issue here - Ranma's girl form was already ridiculously cute as it was. Putting her in something like this, a cute little uniform, brought out her feminine appeal like a magnifying glass.

"You like?" Ranma did a little twirl in place, utterly girly and ridiculously cute. The long skirt lifted up a little from the speed of that turn. It didn't show off much leg given its length, but Akane found himself committing it to memory anyway. "Apparently I've got to wear a uniform appropriate to my cursed form."

"Grk!" Akane grunted, as the realisation he would have to see this every. Single. Day. Settled into his brain. "I-It looks good on you, very c-cute!"

Ranma tilted her head and smiled brightly, which really wasn't helping matters! The urge to sweep her up in his manly arms and hold her tight was mighty, it was intense, it was -

"Or maybe you'd prefer me like this instead?"

That was, again, behind him. Akane whirled around upon hearing that masculine voice, and found boy type Ranma standing at the entrance to the dojo. Which Akane had already been facing, but since this was obviously a dream we should not hold such continuity errors against him. Or her, as the case currently. Akane was now in girl form, staring at Ranma in boy form, wearing the Furinkan boy's uniform. Again, nothing special about it. A straightforward navy blue gakuran. The sort you'd see in countless other schools across Japan. Standing collar, buttoning down from top to bottom. Straight legged trousers, dark coloured belt. Nothing special about it.

And yet...

"You look very handsome," she said, quite honestly as well. For some reason Ranma's boy form in that uniform just... worked. As if an ordinary boring breakfast had been cooked up by a top quality chef. Yes, that metaphor worked well - Ranma was a hot dish served up just for her to eat.

"Hey, he's not as cute as me, is he?" Ranma's girl form embraced Akane from behind.

"Don't be ridiculous," Ranma's boy form countered, holding Akane's hand. "She's a nice ordinary girl who wants a nice ordinary boyfriend."

"I can be her boyfriend!" Oh, and now she got to see boy form Ranma in the girl's uniform. For that matter, she was getting to see Ranma's girl form on the boy's uniform too! "How about you be the girlfriend?"

Akane pulled away from both of them in fright. She had to think about this! Hold on now, let's not move too quickly here! She heard something weird behind her, but almost didn't want to look. What might she see? All four of them? The four combinations of Ranma and uniforms, beckoning her, taunting her, tormenting her? Trying to allure her into the world of perverts? Standing firm, she turned around - And saw herself. Her boy form wantonly groping Ranma's girl form, dipping her back while smooching the life out of her. And her girl form pushing Ranma's boy form up against a wall, hooking her leg around his waist as the two of them nuzzled into each other's neck.

"Ah!" Akane gasped. "I'm - I'm not a pervert! I'm not like this! I'm - I'm!"

Wide awake, sitting in her bed, sweat streaming from her brow. Patted at her chest. Girl form. For the best. If she'd had that dream as a boy she'd have stained the sheets for sure. Deep breaths now. It was just a dream. You're not a pervert. You're in control. Not your hormones. Not your...

"Who am I kidding, I'm mounting that boy the first chance I get," Akane grumbled under her breath. "And... I really can't wait to see what he actually looks like in uniform. He's gonna be so hot!"

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So there he was, Ranma Saotome, off to yet another new school, being shown the way by his new 'fiancee'. Blegh! Akane was cool and all, but getting married wasn't in his plans for the immediate future. Friends worked better for him.

It was nice, you know? Having a friend who got what it was like to have this curse. It went the other way for her, she was a girl cursed to become a boy. He felt like she got it, though. And they were both really into martial arts, got along great, she was super cute in both forms, the very best kind of friend he could ask for!

Ranma, of course, was engaged in his usual balance training technique. On top of a chain link fence. Akane was down on the pavement. In girl form. Wearing a gakuran. Which was kinda weird, but that was probably because if she got splashed while wearing the girl's uniform it would look bad. Though Ranma had to admit, he kinda wanted to see that.

"You're really not going to wear the uniform?" Akane asked.

"Uniforms are a thing I don't do," Ranma replied. Her shoulders dropped a bit for some reason. If he didn't know any better, he'd swear she wanted to see him in a uniform. "Anyway, what should I expect here? I know the girls of your class are all cursed too, but..."

"Well, we have this club going on so we can help each other cope," Akane said. "We meet up after school, and share experiences and advice."

"Sounds like a good idea," Ranma said. "Maybe I should go too?"

"What for?" Akane asked. "To pick up a girlfriend?"

"No way!" Ranma said, perhaps a little too quickly. "I was just thinking it would be a good chance to - " Spend more time with you. "Get to know some other people, share my infinite wisdom." Show off in front of you.

He cast his gaze down at her while acting all nonchalant. Weird. Whenever he looked at her, his heart skipped a beat and he felt oddly nice. What did that mean? Was it because she was a kindred spirit? Maybe because she was really pretty as a girl and stunningly handsome as a boy?

"What are you staring - "Akane was in the middle of asking, right at the moment when an old woman tossing water onto the pavement hit her right in the face. "-At?" boy form Akane finished. Gosh, didn't he fit out that uniform well? it was a bit too big for her girl form, but that made it look somewhat cute. As a boy, Akane's muscles really popped out. Jacked up, with pecs that Ranma felt like he could curl up on and fall asleep while Akane's rippling biceps cradled into the crook of his neck, holding him close until they both fell asleep, warmed and comforted by each other's presence.

Man, if Akane did decide to go after a chick, she'd have a hard time turning 'him' down. What a complete stud! If Ranma wasn't bursting with self confidence he'd feel a bit put out by how much hotter Akane was as a boy.

"Oh, just wondering if you wanted to try this balance training as well!" Ranma said. "Might keep you from getting splashed by -"

Akane chose that moment to shoulder check the fence, causing Ranma to lose his balance, barely managing to stay upright - Until Akane took a deep breath and blew out in Ranma's general direction. Over he went! Into the river, where he - rather she - splashed and spluttered in the water before crawling up off the shore and jumping over the fence.

"Not cool!" Ranma said, staring up at the now taller boy. "You got me all wet!"

"Yeah, sorry! Just got frustrated and lost my temper because you made fun of me," Akane sheepishly said. "Uh, Ranma, I know you're not wearing a bra right now, and that wet shirt is kinda... clingy."

"Oh? What's this?" Ranma jeered, leaning forward a bit more while Akane made a point of looking away. "Could it be? Are you jealous of how stacked my cursed form is? Your chest doesn't compare to mine, does it?"

"Just like my boy form is better built than yours!" Akane retaliated. "So, maybe it's not us, it's just the curse increasing our sex appeal. Hmph! Maybe you're not after a girlfriend, how about a boyfriend instead?"

"Blegh, no thanks!I'm straight!" Ranma said, sticking her tongue out at the most handsome man (besides himself) that she had ever met. "Besides, I'm not looking for romance right now anyway. Remember? This engagement thing was an idea of our fathers, and I don't really care about it." Although he had kinda maybe sorta had a weirdly intense sex dream last night about their hypothetical wedding night. Where they had both played the role of bride and groom simultaneously. Somehow. Dream logic is like that. "I want to focus on my martial arts training, so I don't have time for dates."

"Well... That's the same for me!" Akane huffed, crossing his buff powerful arms in front of his bodybuilder quality chest. "You've already made it clear I have a lot of work to do to become a better martial artist, and I aim to get there!"

"Good! Glad we're on the same page!" Ranma said. Little realising what that same page actually was. Here's a hint for the readers: It involved a lot of masturbation while thinking of the other person on that page, while denying to each other that they wanted to do anything because - and this part is very important and nuanced so please pay attention - they're both major fucking idiots. "Not just martial arts training either, we're going to have to study and do homework, and help your old man train those students he's got..."

From there, the two of them resumed their journey to school. Ranma returned to the fence, ringing out the bottom of her shirt (exposing her tummy, and drawing Akane's attention to it so intensely that had there been something in her path it would have absolutely been collided with). When that was done, only then did Akane speak up again.

"By the way, do you want someone to show you around Furinkan?" Akane asked.

"Yeah, it would be good to know where the hot-spots are," Ranma nodded. "Especially the good food places."

"Oh, I know this great ice cream shop! I'll take you there after school."

"It's a daaaaaa-" Ranma began, trailing off upon realising what word was about to be said there. If it was a date, then it meant they were taking the engagement seriously. If they were taking the engagement seriously, then it meant they were going to get physical with each other. It meant they were going to have sex with each other. It meant lots and lots of sex. "-aaamn shame that I have to wait until after school! I have quite a sweet tooth, don't you know?"

It took Akane's brain another ten seconds or so to realise this was technically a date. Because - and I'll repeat this point for you in greater detail if you somehow missed it the first time - these two are both complete fucking idiots who had yet to realise that they both wanted to screw each other silly way, way more than either of them wanted to get rid of this baleful gender flipping curse.