Story: Akane's Quest

 

"So what's the normal protocol here?" Nabiki asked the pair marching on ahead of her. "It's my first time going on an adventure with you guys, what should I be watching out for?"

What she should be watching out for is 'not getting involved in the first damn place', so far as Ranma was concerned. He didn't like Nabiki. Pretty much never did. The girl was a born troublemaker, who loved to tease and torment him, Akane, anyone she could get away with. Still! She was a non-martial artist. That meant, as a martial artist, Ranma did feel a responsibility to make sure no physical harm came to her. If he could possibly help it.

That would usually involve telling her to 'stay home' while they dealt with this stupid thing themselves. But no. Nabiki had some dirt on them, and so she wanted to come along to see what happened. That felt a bit unlike her, in his opinion, but - Urgh! These questions, she had to be doing this on purpose.

"Do you just rush in?" she'd asked at least a few times now. "Like a rampaging bull? All half cocked, going on instinct without a plan? Or do you scope the place out first? Come up with a plan, then find a way to make it fall apart in an inevitably comedic manner?"

"We usually find ourselves being tossed into these things at the deep end," Akane grumbled to herself, and there's another problem. Ranma was trying really, really hard to not look at her right now. Ever since their last little misadventure, things had been awkward between them. And by awkward, Ranma meant 'we now know what the inside of each other's mouths taste like, and it's our new favourite flavour'.

This wasn't helped by those boobs she had. Big, heaving, bouncy boobs. She was definitely wearing support. He could see the line around her back. Even so, they were bouncing and jiggling away, and Ranma couldn't help himself. It was distracting for his straight male subconscious. Even though he was not remotely attracted to Akane normally, (honest!) those new assets of hers was definitely tickling some urges that he would rather pretend he did not feel.

"I see, I see..." Nabiki took notes. Wait, she was taking notes?! "Reactive... performance... is the preferred method! There!"

Urgh. This was going to get really tiresome really quickly. Akane shot a look of doom right across at Ranma.

"Nothing happens to her," she warned. "Got it?"

Ranma tugged his eyelid down. "As if I need to be told." Then he put his hands behind his head and turned away, while at the corner of his vision he could see that Akane was doing the exact same thing. Hrmph! Stupid tomboy, getting them all dragged into something stupid. Even if it was more Nabiki's fault, couldn't she have found something less... weird?

I mean, really? A succubus? That obviously had to be dealt with but right now? That seemed like a really bad idea! Also, these directions seemed a bit odd, head out into the forest from any direction, and keep following the stars on the trees? What stars on the - Oh hey, there's one now. And another... And another... Uh, okay? Someone had actually drawn stars on the trees, and they were being led towards a single location.

Namely... A big spooky mansion in the middle of the forest. Looked abandoned. Yet it also had the words 'lovely love nest' hanging from it in a banner that looked like it had just been put up.

"You know, this feels like a trap," Nabiki remarked, cooly rocking on her heels. "I mean, this is my first time out on an adventure like this, but it does feel kind of like a trap, you know? The sort of thing I'd set if I wanted a hot martial artist all to myself..."

"Yeah, good point!" Ranma said, and then he gently pushed Akane forward. "You go ahead, they won't want someone as uncute as you."

"Hey! Jerk!" Akane seethed, glowering at him, whirling around and jiggle jiggle jiggle Ranma stopped thinking for a few seconds there, missed most of what Akane said, and came around on "- It yourself, dummy!"

"Kukuku... What a cute couple!"

An ominous voice came from the doorway, which was now opening up. It had been closed a moment before, but now it was opening wide. Both the martial artists went into game on mode right away, Akane into a more traditional martial arts posture, while Ranma simply shifted his stance ever so slightly. From the darkness within the manor, a long slender leg extended from the outside, as the voice from within began to speak. It sounded oddly... familiar.

"Your companion was correct," the owner of the leg said, stepping out and revealing - Akane. Wearing one of Ranma's shirts. His heart leaped into his throat. Something about the way she was carrying herself was... it was super cute, despite who the succubus was blatantly trying to copy here. "I'm in the mood for some hot martial artist dick, and the best possible lure is to spread rumours that I've been toying with young maidens, kukuku. How about it, stud? Want to spend the rest of your life in my bed...?"

"... Yeah... Sounds awesome..." Ranma muttered. It was weird. All of a sudden, his head felt like it was full of cotton candy. Or melted ice cream. His movements felt kinda sluggish, like he was being pulled along by strings, the same as a marionette. Gosh, look at her there, being all girly and feminine instead of her usual uncute self. Deep down, that was the truth Ranma never wanted to acknowledge. He thought Akane was pretty. What always bothered him was her personality - 

Splash! "How stupid are you?" Huh? Huh? Huh?! "Honestly Ranma! Drooling over some scantily clad silver haired red eyed skank! Just because she's wearing a split leotard, you fall under her spell?"

Oh. The real Akane was right there in front of - in front of her. Huh! Ranma blinked and rubbed at her eyes. "Urgh, thanks. That snapped me out of it," Ranma said. "Must only work on guys."

"Why did you show up as a guy again?" Akane asked. Or more like demanded.

"Well, far as we knew she'd been possessing girls," Ranma sniffed. "Had to have a guy around just in case, right?"

Akane rolled her eyes at Ranma's blatant machismo, which might be overcompensation for currently being a cute, adorable shortstack currently. More to the point though, the succubus had vanished from the doorway.

"She must have retreated inside while you were recovering from drooling over her," Akane shrugged. "Come on, let's head inside and find her."

Sounded like a plan. Except for one small thing. Nabiki. Who coughed loudly.

"I expect that was nothing, little sister," Nabiki said. "I bet that sneaky, clever succubus used a glamour of some sort to appear like his perfect, ideal woman."

"Oh yeah? Is that it?" Akane asked. "So? So? What did you see, Ranma?"

"I saw a silver haired, red eyed babe with a body that knocks yours out of the park," Ranma stuck her tongue out.

"What colour was her leotard?" Akane asked, eyes narrowing. "I didn't say what colour those were."

Gerk! Sometimes this stupid tomboy could be way too smart! "Um!" noticing a detail like that! Nabiki, why did you have to bring up something like that at a time like this! There was no way Ranma could admit to almost being seduced by a sexier, cuter version of Akane! No way, no how! "Come on, let's get that sneaky succubus! Nobody pulls one over on Ranma Saotome and gets away with it! Hahahahaha!"

"Ranma! You saw Shampoo, didn't you?!"

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Well well well. She'd found it. The perfect host. A pretty face, cute body, wickedly sharp mind and an utterly rotten soul. While those two idiots rushed off into the mansion, Nabiki - or perhaps, Nabikucubus? - looked herself over and very much liked what she was seeing.

It was astounding how distracted those two were with each other. Preoccupied. Sexual tension so intense and thick and heavy that standing near it made her feel heady, dizzy, giddy and craving more, more, more!

How distracted were they? Distracted enough that they didn't even notice the wings coming out of Nabiki's back from the instant she'd been possessed. Oops! Better put those away. Now. Lucky for her Nabiki was actually perfectly willing to cooperate. Sharing her memories and personalities so freely that they were practically blending together. The reason? The girl wanted to have fun, and her favourite toys were the cuties right in front of her.

And oh, the things her memory was telling her~ tee hee! No wonder they were her favourite toys. Head on inside the love nest, dearies, for soon enough the two of you would be Nabikucubus' favourite toys as well... and you might even learn to love being played with!