Story: NTR 1/2

 

 Six months is quite a long time for things to change and new aspects of life to settle in. On a surface level, it might not seem like much has changed. Ranma and Akane are still walking to school as usual, with Ranma atop the fence, and the two of them pretending to ignore one another.

However, scratch that surface a little and you'll notice there are indeed a few... changes.

"I noticed you had the maid uniform out last night," Ranma observed. Akane jumped a little. "Clumsy girl like you isn't suited for that sort of thing."

"At least I'm always a girl," Akane shot back without missing a beat. "All it would take is one splash of hot water to ruin your evening."

"Oh yeah?" Ranma said. "We'll see what you say later on when I show up in -"

"That bunny costume you got delivered today?" Akane interrupted. "You're not as sneaky as you think, buster. I've got a surprise of my own -"

"Naked apron isn't much of a surprise," Ranma observed. The two of them resumed glowering at one another. A lover's spat? Of a kind.  If anyone were to ask around, they would say the two were still engaged. That much had not changed. However...

"Greetings, Akane Tendo!" said a voice that once, the pair found most unwelcome. Now, not so much. Tatewaki Kuno appeared as if from nowhere, and embraced Akane from behind. He paid Ranma no heed - though it is worth noting, that within Ranma's trousers something was stirring at the sight of seeing Akane quite deliberately lean back into him.

"Not in public," Akane hissed, elbowing him slightly. Most men this would have sent them to the ground in pain, but Kuno had gotten a lot of toughness training over these past few months. "Ranko and I will meet you in the gym storage."

Kuno chuckled, patted her on the rear and then departed.

"God, if he wasn't such a good lay I'd dump him in a heartbeat," Ranma grumbled. Though he cast a sidelong glance at Akane there. In truth, the two of them were still getting off and very much enjoying watching when Kuno gave the other a deep, deep pounding. The two of them simply couldn't help themselves. Neither could resist him when they were alone together, but the sight of the other getting a good hard dicking from that idiot was sweeter than the ambrosia of the gods.

If anything it drove the two closer together.  They spent more time together, alternating between bickering and scheming about how to get laid, than they ever did prior to Kuno getting a magic cuckolding ring. Some might even say the two of them were inseparable.

However, life had not just changed for him. Just this morning, Tatewaki Kuno had been awakened by his three other girlfriends. Nodoka, Akari, and Ukyo. Indeed, the three of them practically lived with him now. All three had worked together to make him breakfast, but accidentally made too much and let him take the rest with him for lunch.

Simultaneously, his sister was bothering him much less. While they tended to stay out of one another's way, at this point it seemed to be taken to an even greater extreme. Indeed, she too had acquired several live in maids who seemed to attend to her every whim.

What Kuno wasn't seeing was the harem of boys that she had gathered around her, who were the ones truly pampering her. The maids? Ex-girlfriends or significant others that she had left broken by the experience. Subservient to her will while the boys adored her.

However, such matters can be stored away for another time. For now, let us focus our attention on the gym storage, where Kuno arrived first. This was a frequent place for them to meet in private - Kuno had long since acquired a copy of the key from his father, with Ranko's assistance. It was a trivial matter for him to set things up properly. A mat in the middle of the floor. He made sure to wipe it down with a cloth to ensure it was clean. By the time he was done with this, the two girls had arrived. Ranko and Akane. His two beloveds, staring at him with typical smoldering fire.

"Morning Kuno," Ranko said, her hair damp. It always seemed to be when they met up. He had not yet ascertained why that might be. The look suited her well enough. "Already set up, huh?"

"Of course he is, dummy!" Akane elbowed Ranko aside, stepping forward, pulling off her uniform. "Just you watch, buster! I'll show you a thing or two today."

"You already are showing me a thing or two," Kuno replied, gesturing at Akane's chest. How pleasant. "Fair Akane, you are on the verge of going up a size, are you not?"  A blush falls upon her cheeks, and Ranko - jealous, as she ever is - sticks her wonderful tongue out at Akane in derision. Ohohoho, have no fear, The Blue Thunder had a better idea for ways that tongue might be used.

In particular, he leaned in to steal her lips. She did not refuse him, nor shy away. Akane made a sound like a strangled grunt, but hung back to watch as Kuno reached down to untie the rope belt holding up Ranko's baggy trousers. He was eager to show them the depths of his love yet again. Though he'd had his fill many, many times over the last half a year, he never once grew tired of it.

"Well, I suppose if he wants to fool around with the pigtailed slut, then more power to him," Akane grumbled, and jumped up onto a vaulting horse, whereupon her hand made a rather sharp beeline underneath her panties. Because, in truth, she enjoyed watching Kuno satisfy Ranko, much as Ranko enjoyed watching her get taken.

He found it quite cute, in a way. The manner in which they attempt to one-up each other. The other three weren't like that, they were happy enough to share. Nonetheless, a special place in Kuno's heart would always be kept open for Ranko and Akane, and why shouldn't it? They were his first loves after all, and he received so much love from the pair of -

"Where the hell am I now?! Wait, you!"

One thing that is always true in any relationship is that an interruption at the verge of lovemaking is very much not welcome. The sudden entrance of Ryoga Hibiki, who had last been seen quite some time ago slinking off defeated upon realising Kuno's superiority, was most definitely not welcome at all.

"Oh, go away porkchop," Ranko made a shooing motion. "Nobody wants you around anymore."

"Ry-Ryoga!" Akane tossed the nearest object to hand at the intruder. Since this was gym storage, that happened to be a hand weight. "I know you have a lousy sense of direction, but this is too much! Pervert!"

The weight bounced off Ryoga's skull causing literally more damage to the weight than it did to Ryoga. His skull was kind of thick like that.

"Hibiki, you had best depart with your tail between your legs," Kuno warned. "I shall forgive this one trespass if you depart posthaste. Any delay, and you shall feel my full fury."

"I'm not the same man I was six months ago," Ryoga said, balling up his fists. "I don't know what weird magic you've used to seduce all these girls at once! Ranma, Akane, Akari, Ukyo... I'll set them all free by my own hands!"

"Not on my watch you won't!"

Ranko moved in to protect Kuno, which was sweet but unnecessary. Still, Kuno had to admit that the Hibiki boy - though lacking in manners - was still quite quick on the attack. In this enclosed space, the fists that flew were hitting so hard and so fast it made the air ripple, and loud bangs, even louder than those caused by Kuno himself when he was using his vacuum blade technique.

"Give it up, Saotome!" Ryoga yelled. "While you've been under this idiot's control, I've been in search of my own inner peace! I'm twice the martial artist I was before!"

"Twice nothing is still zero."

You might think that taunt came from Ranko. It's her sort. However, no, if you think about it, not really. Ranko, making a math quip? Not really her style. Akane, though. She had far better grades, and she slipped inside Ryoga's guard just long enough to leave the lost boy stunned at her sudden appearance. It threw him off, just a fraction, and that was more than enough for Ranko to capitalize, tossing Ryoga across the room like a ragdoll, where Kuno - who hadn't the time to react before any of this happened before his eyes - put his sword to Hibiki's throat.

"Do you still wish to fight, knave?" Kuno asked. "Here, cool off some before you depart."

He knocked a bucket of water over the fool - and then, his just punishment came, for he transformed most fittingly from man to beast in the blink of an eye.

“Ryoga…?” Akane said, staring at the small piglet that had once been Ryoga Hibiki.

“Crap… err…” Ranko said. “Listen, Akane it’s like-”

Then Akane burst into laughter, “Oh. My. Fucking. God. P-chan!? Ryoga? You’ve been pretending to be a little piggy to perv on girls and didn’t have the balls to make even the slightest move on me for months!? No wonder Akari dumped you!”

"Bweee!" the little black pig squealed helplessly. Kuno scoffed and slammed a basket over it. The wire kind, so it could see through, and then one of the smaller weights placed on top so it could not move it.

"With this distraction dealt with, my beloveds, shall we resume where we left off?" Kuno asked.

Ranko answered without words, peeling off her trousers and dumping them to the floor. Then, dropping to her hands and knees, she spread her legs apart, looked back over her shoulders and, in a mocking tone, went - "Bweee!"

Naturally, this caused Akane's laughing fit to intensify, and the tears forming in the pig's eyes to grow ever larger.

"Very well then!" Kuno roared, settling in behind Ranko. He lined up his erect dick to the quite eager, dripping pussy that was awaiting him, and confidently thrust it in, knowing well by now exactly how his pigtailed girl liked to be drilled.

In moments like this, Ranma Saotome ceased to exist. She forgot that she had ever been born a boy, because this handsome (yet kinda stupid) stud was filling her to the brink with his meat. While she might not look it with this cute body, she could take a pounding like no other. A fact that Kuno was well aware of by now, and so he held nothing back. Thrusting his hips with a "ratatatatatatatat!" that easily equalled his dreaded vacuum strike. Any girl he tried this on would usually break in a not fun way, but Ranko? She could take double this much and it would still feel good!

"Ohhhh, Kuno!" Ranko moaned, forgetting her piggy roleplay for a moment before Kuno swatted her on the rear. "I mean, oink, oink! Bweee!"

All the while, Ryoga was forced to watch. Trapped within his makeshift basket, as the facts of the matter were laid bare. This was how things were now. There was no going back. Not after all this time. It didn't matter how strong he got, it didn't matter how many secret martial arts techniques he learned... He would always and forever be less of a man than the one before him.