Story: Double Trouble

 

Very few people have a good sense of their own bodies. No, not in the sense of how it can move. What it looks like from the outside. With two Akanes separated by two years going out for a jog, side by side, one would think that this would fill Akane with a really good sense of her own body, but... Nope! In comparison she felt flat chested, with a no good figure that was barely womanly at all.

Look at the difference that two years makes. It was amazing, really. That was her? Two years from now? She had more muscle mass, but was also so... Hot! This is what she had to look forward to in two years? How weird is it to be jealous of your own future self? Not just because of the body but also because - 

<i>"Oh, Ranma... Right there!"</i>

Blush, blush, blush! She was feeling it again, this funny feeling deep in the pit of her stomach. It was like when she thought about Doctor Tofu, but a hundred times stronger. Was she really developing a crush on that boy? Which version of him? The future one was a <i>total hunk</i>, but the present one wasn't too shabby looking either. Maybe still a bit too immature for a serious relationship, but - 

"So how are things going with Ranma?" her future self asked.

Not nearly well enough! But she would rather die than say something like that aloud! Not a chance! No way, no how, keep your answers generic or you will regret it.

"We're doing okay, I guess," Akane told her own future self. "He's a loudmouthed jerk most of the time, but then other times he can be weirdly sweet. I can't get a good handle on him." And boy, she was wanting to get a good handle on him - Woah, where did that come from?!

<i>Powerful hands roamed down the feminine form of her own future self, lovingly caressing her body while holding her close. His lean, muscular torso was shiny with sweat, and -</i>

Mmmm, that warm feeling was starting to spread through her body, it felt really nice. She had to stop thinking about this... and that... And what might happen if both of them were to... Ahhhh, maybe her future self would try something like that, to speed up their relationship? 'We found each other eventually, but you'll be way happier if you hook up sooner! Here let me teach you how to satisfy your man/girl...'

Oh no the feeling was getting stronger now and her nipples were feeling funny too. Ah! Calm yourself down! Just because you wanted to push things forward didn't mean that stupid fantasy was real! Remember? The two of them were keeping an eye on you? Advising you not to push too fast? Remember that! Hold onto that! That's reality.

"S-So, when did you first realise you liked him?" Akane asked. Her future self slowed down a little, her brow creasing as she considered her answer.

"Not as soon as you, apparently," was that answer. "I was watching you this morning, you know. You couldn't take your eyes off him.Hrm! You really did get over your crush on Tofu much faster than I did."

"Sh-Shut up, it wasn't that obvious!" Akane protested, but really it probably was. "Incidentally, I was wondering how you go about, you know, seducing a boy. Because, uh, I want to make sure I don't accidentally do that."

"Right," her future self said. "I mean, you have all those boys at school after you already. Who wants to 'accidentally' flirt with a few more?"

Her future self suddenly sped up, and got right in front of her. Jogging backwards. Oh wow, look at her! She was so cool, and pretty! Happy, too. Genuinely glowing, or maybe that was the sun still low in the sky behind her?

"Listen, don't rush into anything with him, okay?" her Future self advised. "Just because you've seen how we worked out doesn't mean it'll go the same way with you. Alright? Take your time. Get to know each other. Slow down."

"Easy for you to say, I'm still getting over Tofu..." Akane muttered to herself, with a dark edge to it. "And I'm still dealing with Kuno, too! Come on, look. I'm just saying, you know, if - If we were going to have a go at taking this seriously, what should I do?"

Her future self then reached out and flicked her on the forehead. "Take. It. Slowly. It'll happen if it happens. I get it, you're impatient, but if you push too hard you might scare him off. Alright? Neither of you is ready for a relationship right now. So don't do anything stupid."

Don't do anything stupid, she says. Like having sex every night while stuck in the past? The two of them arrived home in short order, with her future self stopping off by the kitchen to discuss something or other with Kasumi. As for her, she returned to her room and tried desperately to concentrate. It was good advice. It was! The only reason she was feeling frustrated was because all these new weird feelings were bubbling up out of nowhere, and her own instincts were telling her to ignore them, go for it, you work out. You do! You're going to get married one day so why not speed things along?

The best thing to do would be to work this out of her system. Do a bit of martial arts training. Akane opened up her wardrobe, reached out for the gi - But then her hand stopped. She spotted something else hanging next to it. Something that gave her an idea. A really, really bad idea. A really bad idea that might speed things along a little.

Against her better judgement, Akane grabbed that something off the hanger and put it on. She only hoped they didn't get interrupted...

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House too full. Nowhere safe to nut. Not the bathroom. Not the guest room. Nowhere in the house was safe. Either his own future self was there or his dumb pops or one of the Tendos was lurking about, so Ranma was just going to have to put up with it. Fine. Fine! He was horny! He could handle being horny. What of it? He'd just work it out of his system some other way! By pushing his body to the limit and ignoring the desire to <i>finally get his end away</i>.

It wasn't easy though. The images kept coming back to him. The two of them. Together. His girl form was stupid sexy. Definitely had bigger boobs than his current girl form. And the future Akane. D-Dammit! He delivered a kick to the air that went so fast it sounded like a whip crack. Then a punch that sounded like a gunshot. Come on, come on! Calm yourself down, stop thinking stupid things, you're not normally distracted by girls so don't let this - 

"Hey, can I join you?" asked the present day form of Akane Tendo, standing in the doorway wearing a leotard.

"Sure you can - " Hold on, no wait a second, that description didn't quite suffice. It was fine for Ranma's first glance, but not for his second where he really drank in what he was seeing.

Akane is hot. Let's not mince words here. She's got a cute face and a nice figure. It's not supermodel hot, her boobs arent exactly massive but she has nice legs, her hips waist and butt all have a nice shape to them and there's nothing really wrong with her boob size considering her overall frame. Now. What happens when you put a chick with nice legs, nice waist and an nice butt in a leotard?

Those points all get a plus. To any straight boy, the exposed legs and waist would draw your attention first. Then? Everything else. The material clinging to the body, not really hiding anything. Akane might as well have just worn body paint and strolled in here like that.

"Um... let me just get myself warmed up first," Akane said, randomly turning around and touching her toes right in front of him. Pretty blatant. In fact, anyone would be able to tell in a heartbeat what Akane wanted right now. But Ranma? Ranma's brain was just a little bit deprived of blood right now. As such, its only thought was 'nice view' without reading between the lines and picking up that Akane wanted him looking.

"S-So, I wanted to focus on grappling today," Akane said while adjusting her leotard. An action Ranma paid a great deal of attention to. "You know, rather than strikes. Does that sound okay?"

Say no, idiot. That's what Ranma's brain was saying to him. If you say yes, you'll wind up touching somewhere you didn't mean to, or she'll notice how rock solid you are despite your baggy trousers, say no, focus on strikes, reinforce the basics and try to get her speed up.

"Sure," his mouth said, causing his brain to throw up its hands in dismay once again at how dumb his mouth was. "Want to start collar and elbow?"

And so, that's how they locked up. With her face inches from his, concentrating hard as she tried to jockey for position. All he could see was her face. Her pretty face. Beautiful. Stubborn. Even with her brow furrowed and her lips set into a downward curl, he found it impossible to look away. Pretty. Pretty. So pretty. 

Muscle memory took over, and the next thing he knew she was on the ground, on her back, with him on top of her pinning her to the floor. Her breathing was ragged, which was weird because they hadn't done much yet. Then he realised his was as well. The next thing he knew, their lips were pressed together. His hands were no longer pinning her wrists down. Instead, they were trailing along her body, savouring every curve,  celebrating this uncute tomboy lying under him. Images of her future self flashed in his mind - little realising that she was having a similar experience with him. Her left leg lifted, coiled around his left leg, while her arms went around his back pulling him closer, closer, before fiddling with his belt - 

"No, wait a minute," Akane suddenly said. "What if someone walks in?"

Now it was time for Ranma's testicles to throw up their metaphorical hands in frustration. "You don't wanna -"

"I do!" Akane said, and that made him feel really, really happy. "B-But we gotta find somewhere private first. My room. Five minutes. I'll - I'll do something to keep the other me busy! Alright?"

Done deal! Weirdly, the certainty that he was about to get laid felt like an enormous load off as it was. Now he could relax and - 

"Wait, did that just happen?" Ranma asked nobody in particular. All of a sudden he felt quite faint. Oh boy! Here's hoping he hadn't bitten off more than he could chew!