Story: Creeping Perversion

It was like a dam had broken in Akane's mind. Thoughts and feelings she'd long since ignored or repressed bubbled up to the surface so hard it threatened to outright drown her on the spot. Something within her sank beneath. Her restraint, her self control, it was flooded by the stream of emotions flowing freely through her body.

This whole thing? Felt great. From top to bottom it felt fantastic. We're not just talking about Ranma's boobs here either - though those did feel amazing thank you very much! Soft, warm, the perfect place for her to rest her face. Oh, but Akane was an active girl, she didn't rest easily. Her tongue wanted some action, and so it licked and slurped away, her lips began to kiss the flesh all around, trailing up and up and up until they met Ranma's glorious mouth. While a lot of bullshit has come from this mouth in the time that Akane has known him/her, it was clear that Ranma had a pretty good idea of how to use it in this context.

Ranma gulped nervously, as Akane suddenly dipped her back. One hand at the small of Ranma's back, while the other traced greedily down her body. Clothing was in the way? Then Akane bunched it out of the way so she could feel that flesh more, more, more. She'd desired this girl, this boy, on a conscious and unconscious level ever since way back when. She'd repressed it. Ignored it. But now, those feelings were loose. Like hungry beasts let out of their cages, attacking everything in sight that might sate their hunger.  She had half a mind to strip Ranma naked right here, and have her way with the stronger girl.

But then, a better idea came to mind. Now that Akane was fully in tune with her perverted side... or perhaps, more accurately, her perverted repressed desires were now running the ship... she had a much better idea in mind.

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The door to Uchan's opened up, letting the bell hanging overhead ring. This despite Ukyo being pretty sure she'd locked the door a little bit ago, while she was upstairs ringing Shampoo's bell. In a panic, she pulled her face away from its rightful place in between Shampoo's thighs, grabbed her battle spatula, threw on a bathrobe and stormed off downstairs.

"I'm not in the mood for thieves today!" Ukyo yelled. Not that she was ever in the mood for thieves. Small business owners can't exactly eat the cost for that, even with the standard insurance - Anyway, the point was, if there were thieves around here they'd soon learned they messed with the wrong - 

"Hiya Uchan!" Ranma said, waving nervously at Ukyo, while cradling Akane right into her bosom. As in, it looked like Akane had faceplanted herself right in there like a seed waiting to bloom. "Uh, Akane was pretty insistent that we come over right away."

Huh? Akane was? Ukyo slowly tilted her head in disbelief at what was happening here. Why was Akane face first in Ranma's boobs like that? Okay, stupid question. Focus on the fact it was Akane doing that. Akane. The pervert destroyer. Or something like that. This was really incongruent behaviour, to say the very least! Please ignore the fact that she'd just been giving Shampoo a thorough tongue bath.

All of a sudden, Akane pulled her head out of that chest and took in a big exaggerated breath of air. An enormous smile on her face, eyes wide open and dancing with delight. Not that Ukyo could blame her or anything, but this was an Akane that she'd never seen before. Horny, ridiculously, over the top horny, happy and... Cute.

"Hey sexy," Akane said. There was a weirdly light airy tone to her voice as she looked Ukyo up and down. "How about you ditch that bathrobe, and I'll let you have a taste of some sweet wild horse lips?" To emphasise her point, Akane leaned up and smooched Ranma nice and deep. Ukyo's own lips were tingling at the sight. She fidgeted, feeling jealousy spike up inside herself up until she whapped Ranma on the back of the head with her battle spatula.

"Jackass, did you come her just to make out in front of me?!" Ukyo yelled.

"No, no, my dear Ukyo," Akane answered, pressing her finger to Ranma's lips once hers were removed from that tender, loving place. "You see, I've had something of an epiphany today. A breakthrough. A major, solid breakthrough, and I want you to be a part of it~"

"Yeah, we - "

"Shush dear, let me handle this," Akane said, pulling away from Ranma to stalk around Ukyo. "Gosh, but you're so... hot." Akane's hand whipped down and groped Ukyo's butt out of nowhere. Not that she was complaining or anything, but...

This was so weird. Seeing Akane behaving like this. So... horny and unrestrained. It was like a breath of fresh air, but one you were not expecting. Ukyo leaned back into the grope, because she was kind of enjoying it quite a bit, being a pervert herself. The smile on Akane's face grew wider, and the madness in her eyes began to gleam a bit more.

"In case it's not clear, we're here to eat out," Akane said. "And I don't mean okonomiyaki."

"How long were you sitting on that one?" Ukyo asked.

"Since - " Ranma began.

"Since I suggested coming here," Akane interrupted. Oho! Now she was stepping closer, using her hand to untie Ukyo's bathrobe. "So? How about it? Want a change to our relationship status? Ps, it's changing one way or the other, so I really strongly suggest you pick the fun one!"

"You wanna share Ranchan...?" Ukyo asked. It was like getting a deal for new ingredients, where they throw in a special deal you didn't even ask for. Nice. Very nice! "So, what was your proposal?"

"I was thinking -" Ranma began, only for Akane to cut her off yet again. This time by tackling Ukyo to the floor and straddling her waist.

"I was thinking we share each other, too~" Akane said, licking her lips, hands now going to Ukyo's bare breasts. "Haaaaa... It's funny. I'm only now realising how repressed I've been. Nabiki used to joke I liked girls more than boys, but she was only part right. I like boys and girls equally, and was in total denial! You should have woken me up to that, Uchan. You make such a fucking handsome boy, I had a bit of a crush on you at first."

"Wouldn't be the first time..." Ukyo muttered to herself. "So, sharing each other. How does this work?"

"I'd get Akane on Mondays - " Ranma began.

"Dear, I'm negotiating for your harem privelages," Akane interrupted with a smile. "Please just stand there looking cute before your big dumb mouth says something stupid." Akane giggled away.

"But... It's my harem..." Ranma sighed, but she did as she was told and started taking off her clothes.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean you're in charge of decision making," Akane replied. Her hands then more roughly grasped Ukyo's breasts. "We are! Oh, that reminds me, we need to bring Shampoo in on this as well."

"Upstairs, covered in honey - " Ukyo began, and Akane was promptly replaced by a dust cloud, while a gust of wind blew towards her stairs at the back. Woah. That chick could move fast when she wanted to. That left Ukyo alone with Ranma, both of them in a state of undress. Not a bad position to be in, if you asked her. An ideal time to make a -

"Aiya, kitchen wrecker here? What you do with spat- ooooooh! Never mind! You stay!"

Ahem! As she was thinking! Ukyo bit her bottom lip and stared a hole through Ranma's chest. She slipped the bathrobe fully off her body and - 

"Aiyaaaaaah! Shampoo knew you had it in you, pervert girl! Pervert girl! Such pervert!"

And, trying to ignore the fun they were obviously having upstairs, slunk over on all fours towards Ranma.

"So, until lately we've been friends, right?" Ukyo asked. "How about we be friends with benefits?"

"You know something?" Ranma asked, squatting down to meet Ukyo where she was. "You really are super cute. Can we hook up on Tuesdays, Thursdays and every three Sundays?"

"Nah, I prefer Akane's plan of us being in charge," Ukyo said, and then tackled Ranma. Failed to push her over. Girl was <i>strong</i> Still, she was also very, very soft and inviting and super, super cute. "We might be your harem, but probably best if we make the decisions around here, sugar. You don't exactly have the best track record, you know?"

"I mean, none of us do -" Ranma attempted to protest, but Ukyo shut her up with a searing kiss. Whatever else Ranma was about to suggest, it would have to wait. For now, Ukyo was getting bridal carried upstairs, where Shampoo had only gotten louder and louder with each passing moment. It was like a dream come true for the young okonomiyaki chef. From here, the four of them would be able to truly begin a fun life together as a quartet of perverts.