Story: Creeping Perversion

 

There was a change in the air over Furinkan the next morning, as Ranma and Akane ran out to school. The bickering was present, but half hearted, like they were putting on a show and didn't exactly mean what they were saying. Listen carefully, and you might also hear the unmistakable sound of mutual lust being directed at one another.

"Kiss my ass!"

"Blow me!"

Okay, it wasn't exactly subtle. But they were trying their best. After all, the polycule that the two of them were setting up (well, okay - Akane was setting up and dragging Ranma into) was still in the formative stage. If something like, say, a marriage came up out of nowhere that they suddenly had to deal with at this delicate time? Why, it might throw all their planning out of whack! It could even - gasp - mean they had less sex! That simply would not do, no, no, it would not do at all!

So they were maintaining a delicate balancing act: Have as much sex as possible while keeping it a secret from those closest to them. It turned out to be a pretty tricky thing. Why, they'd only fucked three times in the hour and a half they'd woken up, and that simply wasn't enough to satiate their newly awakened libidos.

Glancing around to make sure they were alone, Akane cast her eyes up to the studmuffin walking the fence, as always. "Store room," she quickly said. Then bit her lip, unconsciously ran her free hand around her waist, and momentarily put a little more oomph into her gait.

"How about you take me up on my offer, and I'll take you up on yours?" Ranma asked, a vague enough statement that the only people who could possibly get it would be those that had heard their earlier argument.

"Hrmph! That's just like you! Fine!" Akane huffed, pretending like it bothered her when actually, she was wanting to give her new lover a big thumbs up. Honestly, at this point the two of them were so thoroughly enraptured by lust that it was a wonder they weren't humping each other right there in the street. It's a testament to their self control -

"I'm gonna win that bet, you know," Ranma said. "I can see it already. You're cracking at the seams."

"Not as fast as you are, buster!"

Or it might just be that they were extremely determined to pull one over on the other. Some things don't change, it seems.

The two of them were rather lost in their own world, teasing and bantering. Playing with each other while trying to keep the mask up. Which would crack first? Give the game away before the other? Only time would tell! Although the two of them really shouldn't be as distracted as they were with their newfound mutually intense all consuming lust, because it meant they completely missed the water being chucked at Ranma until his Jusenkyo curse triggered, and he became a she.

"Hey! What's the big idea?!" Ranma yelled, turning around to see who had done that. Finding Ukyo Kuonji standing there with a hand on her hip and a bucket in her hand.

"Well, it's what you get for ignoring me, Ranchan!" Ukyo sniffed. Ranma glowered at her. But also easily traced her body underneath those clothes. She filled them out nicely as a 'boy', but Ranma knew full well there was a woman under there. A woman who was part of their polycule, and one that could be easily brought in for a little fun! "Look who I found wandering the streets."

Who had she found? Who else but Ryoga Hibiki! This got Ranma's eyes to light up. While our favourite pigtailed gender fluid martial artist was indeed fully embracing their perverted side, that didn't mean they didn't love a good fight! Ryoga was always good for a few rounds of throwing hands, so him showing up had definitely set Ranma in a good mood!

"Ranma! This time, I will best you for sure!" Ryoga pointed his umbrella directly at Ranma and - Oh goodness, for some reason she was suddenly soaking wet, and not in the way that usually sets off the curse.

"Hey, Ryoga," Ranma said, sounding a bit more flirty than she'd meant to. Also, wasn't her gaze travelling over Ryoga's hot, ripped, muscular physique a lot more than it usually did? Indeed, if Ranma stepped out of herself for a moment and looked at her own body, she'd probably not even recognise her own body language. Flirty? Seductive? Aimed at Ryoga? In a very obviously girly way? "You wanna play with me today?"

Well, Ranma and Ryoga were oblivious enough to what was happening that they both missed it. The same could not be said for Akane or Ukyo, who were staring at this with eyes replaced with shining stars. An unspoken arrangement came between the two of them right there and then. This was something they must see through! No matter what!

"Hold it, the two of you!" Akane yelled, stepping in front of Ranma (and accidentally copping a feel in the process. She dropped that when she realised what she was doing in public. That fun could wait for later!) "I'm sick of the two of you picking a fight over nothing!"

"That's right!" Ukyo warned, holding her enormous, oversized and frankly impractical spatula in front of Ryoga. Not that it would actually stop the eternally lost boy if he actually decided to go for it. "It's obvious this isn't settling anything between the two of you, so we're taking matters into our own hands!"

"Don't interfere in a fight between - Yow!" Ryoga yelped, for Ukyo had just used said spatula to whack him on the ass. Honestly, it's a testament to how well made it was that he felt that. "Kuonji! What's the big -"

Ukyo darted forward and whispered incoherent nonsense right into Ryoga's ear. The lost boy scowled in confusion while a certain spell did its work - and then he pushed Ukyo aside while menacingly aiming his umbrella at Ranma.

"Saotome! Hiding behind these girls is extremely unmanly!" Ryoga yelled, a frightening aura of pure intimidation flaring up around him. This had the opposite effect on the three girls nearby, though, making them all squirm in appreciation of his raw overpowering hotness. "Akane, please stand aside! As a martial artist, I have unfinished business with -"

"No, not this time," Akane said, stepping in front of Ranma, crossing her arms and planting herself in between them. "Today, we're resolving your issues once and for all! I know, I know, it's all Ranma's fault -"

"Hey..." Ranma groused.

"But that's all the more reason for the two of you to hash it out in some other way!" Akane finished. "After school! The two of you are going to sit down, and we'll keep you supervised while you... Figure out a better way to deal with your differences."

"Akane!" Ranma whined. "I wanna throw hands with him! Tell her, Ryoga!"

"Okay!" Ryoga meekly said, immediately capitulating due to his ongoing crush on Akane. He smiled brightly at her, magnifying his handsomeness by a factor of two through sheer happiness. "Anything you want, Akane! I'll do it, for you!"

"Um... Alright?" Akane said. "You... uh, have to do it with your shirts off, is that a problem?"

"No problem!" Ryoga replied.

Okay... then... In that case...

"Ukyo, could you... take Ryoga back to my place?" Akane asked. "Tell Kasumi to keep him busy until we get back, and to keep him from wandering off."

"Sure, fine, fine!" Ukyo rolled her eyes. "But you owe me a taste of your sweet, sweet... Candy. Got it?"

"You'll get all the candy you want later," Akane promised. "Come on, Ranma! You can play with your boyfriend later. You and I have a promise to keep, remember?"