This is the happiest that Akane Tendo has been in a long, long time. Think about it. Mother dies when she's young. Basically raised by her big sister and grieving father. Develops an interest in martial arts, but is passively held back from reaching her full potential due (largely) to societal sexism. Has a crush on a guy who only has eyes for her big sister. Can't emulate big sister's feminine attributes despite best efforts. The only boys to show an interest in her were, frankly, beneath her.
Then she meets Ranma. Ranma, Ranma, Ranma. He consumed her life before she knew what was happening. Entering at the peak of her frustration with herself and her situation, his presence making things worse - but oddly, better as well. She fell for him. Hard. And why shouldn't she? He's super fucking hot! The curse was a bit weird at first, because at the time Akane was in denial about how much she liked girls too, but his girl form was somehow even hotter than his boy form.
Oh, but before they can act on their growing mutual attraction along comes Shampoo. Then Ukyo for good measure. But mostly, the problem was Shampoo. A foreign floozy who threw herself at Ranma at all chances and had zero problems with flaunting her very sexy body at him. Superior breasts, superior figure, superior cuteness, superior confidence in her own sex appeal and superior ability to use it to her full potential.
Well who is laughing now, bitch? That's right, you just watch over there on the rooftop while she <i>fucks</i> the boy that they both liked. Pent up frustration from years before she even met Ranma were coming out of her in a moment. Though her heart was racing now from the sheer exhilaration of being as one with him, she knew that when they were finished she'd feel more relaxed and contented than she had, maybe ever.
"Something wrong, brave hero?" she asked, by now on top of him, riding him cowgirl style. Both hands planted on his naked, manly chest, pinning him down, while her hips rose and fell to a steady, methodical rhythm. "You're about to cum, aren't you? You're about to cum because you can't resist my body anymore. Can't keep your hands off my hot inviting body. My warm soft flesh is like a siren's song for your hands and eyes."
"N-No!" Ranma replied, shaking his head. "I - I can resist! It is in truth you who cannot resist me!"
"Oh, how adorable," Akane tittered, then cast a look across the rooftop towards Shampoo, who was glowering at them - but also masturbating furiously. "I'll tell you what. I'll concede defeat right here, right now... If you can keep your hands off my body for more than ten seconds."
To be honest, the challenge would have been equally impossible if she'd merely said 'breasts' instead of 'body', because that's where Ranma's hands had been for the last two minutes straight. On her breasts. Groping and squeezing without care, without shame, his true feelings and true attraction towards her showing out to her new perverted instincts like a lighthouse on a dark night, shining out brightly. She'd been focused on two things right now. The first was conditioning his body to enjoy sex with her. This was trivial. You've probably heard already but sex is typically very enjoyable when between two willing partners. The second was only slightly trickier - teach him how to pleasure her.
Here's the thing about that. Ranma was terrible at school, but when it came to physical learning? He was a <i>God</i>. Akane had come closer to climax than she'd care to admit, but her perverted instincts had enabled her to retain full control of their rutting even as she was being driven completely wild. Appropriate while trying to tame a wild horse.
"Ahhh..." Ranma grunted, pulling his hands away from her breasts, only for her to do a little fun twist with her hips that all but summoned those hands directly to them. "Ohhhh~ I won't yield so easily..."
Fuck, but this determination was hot. This wasn't just in character either, this was how Ranma normally was. Was it any wonder she was so into him? He was so <i>handsome</i> and <i>sexy</i> and when he wasn't being stupid he was extremely fucking charming, and when he put his mind to do something he fucking did it, and- Oh! Oh no! She was about to c-cum before Ranma! This time Akane didn't think she could stop herself! Damn his talented busy hands! She wasn't done making him admit, deep down, that he desired a further coupling with her and -
"That enough!"
Akane found herself being hauled off Ranma's dick by Shampoo, who was staring at her with obvious anger. Oh no! A pissed off Shampoo was a very bad thing! A regularly tempered Shampoo knocked down walls to say hello, when she was in a bad mood that wasn't something Akane wanted to deal with!
"I is Hero's sidekick!" Shampoo said. "And I not let you corrupt him with too too stupid sexy body!"
Akane blinked several times very quickly, while Ranma lay on the ground watching them with an odd smile on his face. His hands reached up to grab Akane's butt, and... she shifted her weight to let him have all the ass he wanted to grab.
Hold on, wait a second, now that Akane was looking closer, it very much seemed like... Shampoo was staring off into the distance. Not really seeing Akane at all.
<i>Oho!</i>
"And just what are you going to do about it?" Akane asked, shifting her thinking a little from before. She'd been planning to keep Shampoo out of this, but... Something about riding Ranma's cock was making her rethink things a little. After all, Shampoo was one of the big source of her recent frustrations, cockblocking her from Ranma for an annoyingly long time.
... Oh, hey, now that she was thinking about it, Shampoo was basically threatening to play the role of Kasumi in her second crush! Much like her big sister had 'stolen' the attention of Doctor Tofu, Shampoo was in a prime position to do the same to Ranma! More feminine, can cook well, more interests in common, more pretty, better body...
Speaking of that better body, Akane pulled it closer to hers.
"Come on," she demanded, smirking in triumph at the super hot threesome that was going to happen any moment now. "What <i>are</i> you going to do about it?"
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Do you know, Shinobu was starting to get the hang of this. At first she'd been nervous. She'd never actually served in a restaurant setting before. Much less wearing something as skimpy as this. But it wasn't too difficult. All she had to do was strut her stuff across the restaurant, wiggling her hips with every step, lean over the table, take the order, then return to the counter, sit in Ataru's lap, let him play with her body to her heart's content, tell Ukyo what they wanted, then deliver each delivery to the right table.
Easy. Trivial. There wasn't much to it. So long as she was paying attention. She'd also been worried that customers might be rude to her - you do hear such stories about being in a service role - but all the customers were extremely happy.
Though that might be for different reasons than the service she was delivering. The customers hardly talked to her at all. They were too busy with each other.
For one thing, the swimsuit wearing girls were all sitting in a boy's lap, much like she was doing with Ataru while delivering the orders. This was, of course, completely normal for couples on a date. Much like it was also normal for those boys to be freely using their hands to touch anywhere they wanted on the girl's body, without the girl making a complaint.
Conversation tended to be things like "Hey, you know that super cute big sister you have?" or "by the way, that friend of yours that hates my guts is pretty hot," or "I know we don't get on all that well, but you've got a great body."
Oh, but there were also a few girls who were very obviously making the boys touch them as well. They would talk about things like "I've had my eye on you for a while," or "You should hang out with that rough crowd less" or even "by the way, your little brother is really cute, would you like to introduce me?"
At first this had seemed a little weird to her, she would grant, but if she was being honest? Now Shinobu couldn't remember at all why that was. Maybe it was because she'd watched Lum do it? Instead of flying, she'd strut over, then float over the table and make a sexy pose before asking what they wanted. After watching that for a bit, it felt weirdly... natural for her to do it herself and ignore the <s>inappropriate</s> petting going on in the restaurant.
"Table 3, Uchan special," Shinobu said while parking her butt in Ataru's lap. Ahhhh, her favourite part of this job! For some reason, grinding her posterior into Ataru's crotch was <i>the best thing ever</i> for a perfectly ordinary girl like her. She let out a sigh, and watched while Lum served up table 5, the hot alien babe wearing her usual tiger print bikini and matching apron, rolling her hips seductively - then peering over at the two of them, bumping her hips towards them, then deliberately bending over while serving up the order.
"Quite the dish, huh?" Ataru asked. "You hungry, Shinobu? Being surrounded by temptation all day long has gotta be... difficult, right?"
"Yeah, I'm ravenous," Shinobu replied, sounding as hungry as Rei in her tone, while her gaze was firmly affixed to hot, barely covered Oni butt. She licked her lips, and tilted her head to let Ataru kiss her neck. "So. So. Hungry. Need... to feed."
"I bet you're feeling pretty inspired now too, huh?" Ataru aksed. "I mean, you've been wearing that haremgirl outfit for a while now, right?" Oh, that's right. She'd somehow forgotten she was even wearing it. "I guess you could change back into your regular clothes if you wanted, right?"
"N-no, not yet!" Shinobu immediately blurted out. "I mean, not for a while yet." If ever. Honestly, she was enjoying the way these clothes felt quite a bit more than she was expecting. Enjoying it a lot. In fact, she might be enjoying it too much. Probably the best thing for her to do right now would be turning her head back and kissing Ataru right on the lips, stick her tongue in his mouth and rub her breasts up against his chest. Mmmm, yeah, that's the trick. That was really doing it!
"Table three ready!" Ukyo chirped, smacking Shinobu square on the ass. "Oy, get that delivered, pronto! The four of us can fool around after hours."
"Yes, Darling!" Shinobu replied without thinking. Right! Of course! She had to get off Darling's lap, then take the food that Darling made to deliver to the other tables. She didn't want Darling showing her up when it came to being a cute waitress, so she'd better get to it pronto!
And none of that, not one bit of it, failed to make total sense to Shinobu. Truly, this girl was too far gone already.
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