Story: Furinkan Boy's Club

 

Normally, if they were doing a late night meeting like this, the girls would gather at the Tendo dojo. That wasn't an option today, and so, they were at Yuka's place. Her family's shrine. It was a wonder her parents were letting them meet up like this at all, but they seemed to be really happy to meet all of her friends. Which was worrying. Very worrying. Especially considering the reason that the Boy's Club was meeting up at this time of night.

"Alright everyone, time to bring this meeting to order!" Sayuri called out, banging the table in front of her with a squeaky hammer. "Yuka, if you wouldn't mind calling this emergency meeting to order and introducing our topic?"

As if they didn't already know damn well why they were here. Oh well. At least everyone was present in girl form for a change. All dressed up in shrine maiden robes, looking absolutely <i>ravishing</i> and - No, no! Don't get distracted, focus girl, focus!

"Alright everyone! We're here today to discuss the baseball game," Yuka announced, causing everyone present to let out a series of steady groans. Fine. Fine. Let's get this over with. "And also how best to get Akane laid." This got them all much more excited. "So our gameplan for the game is - "

"Lose, basically!" Sayuri interrupted. "We'll be way too distracted staring at - "

She pulled out a clicker and - When did she get that projector set up?! Yuka boggled at her for a moment, but then the back of the room lit up with a startling image, one showing Ranma in a cheerleader uniform and Akane doing an ouendan pose without a shirt on. Either image alone would be enough to make her have to take a long, long seat and dig deep into her brain to remember what she was doing or thinking or even who she was.

"Hot damn but they're cute..." someone muttered, and a steady mumble of agreement came up from the rest of the club. "Look at the way they're looking at each other. So steamy and competitive."

"They're gonna fuck like champions," someone else said. More murmurs of agreement arose like steam from a hot spring.

...

Oh yeah, that's what she was thinking about! Not Ranma's inviting thighs, nor Akane's succulent pecs, nor Ranma's full breasts nor Akane's mighty biceps... Oh dear she'd lost track of her thinking again, what was she thinking about?

Right! Right, of course! She had to look away from the projection or she'd be staring at it all -

"I have a calendar made up from pictures taken today," another girl said with her hand raised.

"I'll take ten!" Yuka immediately replied. "Ahem! Anyway! I'm growing concerned that we will make fools of ourselves if we don't come up with a good strategy to... To... Uh...?"

Yuka stared down at the table, where another girl had produced something. Putting it out there on the table for everyone to stare at. Her mouth felt dry. That was... that was a pair of figurines, wasn't it? One each, of Ranma and Akane, each clad in their cheerleader attire. Ranma performing a kneelift, while Akane had her legs spread apart, hand on one hip while cocking the other side.

<i>Cute</i>. Beyond cute. They were simply adorable. She wanted them. She needed them! She absolutely had to have them!

"I was thinking of putting these on sale - "

Yuka threw wads of bills across the table so fast it knocked the girl off her chair. Deep breath now, girl. Deep breath! You're better than this. Okay, fine, that's a lie. You're not better than this. But at least pretend to be for a little while, okay?

"I appreciate how horny we all are," Yuka said. Don't, girls, don't murmur in agreement with that. "Hey, put that flask of water away! That wasn't permission! What I'm saying is, we need to control ourselves, or we'll make total fools of ourselves - Put that water away! I will not have you doing lewd things at my home!"

The door opened and Yuka's mother strode in with a plateful of homemade sakura mochi piled up. Ah...? She hadn't heard that, had she?

"I made some treats for you all!" her mother said, putting the plate down in the middle of the table with a big motherly smile on her face. She stopped for a moment to tousle Yuka's hair. "Ah, your friends all look so cute in their robes," she said. Then turned to leave. Okay, it seemed like she hadn't. "Try to contain yourself, won't you?"

Guuuuuuh, give her a rock to crawl under please! Okay! Okay! Back to the point! "We need a strategy for the game!" Yuka insisted.

"Why don't we just, you know, have Ranma and Akane show up in boy form, shirtless, and let them distract the opposing team?" Sayuri asked around a mouthful of mochi.

"Because the opposing team is not half as thirsty as we are!" Yuka replied, throwing her hands up into the air.

"Yeah, and? At least we'll get a nice view when we get thoroughly spanked."

The girl that said that was then playfully spanked by the girl right next to her. The two of them gave each other a look, one which Yuka had long since started to recognise. They were getting in the mood. Those two had started dating, sorta. If by dating you meant 'engaging in explicit sexual exploration of each other's bodies in cursed and regular forms', which was a pretty weird definition of dating, but applied really well to them.

"Ahem!" Yuka coughed warningly. "Am I the only one taking this seriously here?"

"Yes!" came the answer. Oh, fantastic. Alright. Fine, fine! She gave up! They were all horny idiots, and she was the only sane person here. She flopped into her seat - then realised she'd accidentally sat in Sayuri's lap... Not that she intended to move anytime soon. Especially after her friend started to rub her shoulders.

"It's okay babe, what matters is we'll have fun, it's not like there's any actual stakes to this game," Sayuri said. Ohhh, those fingers were so talented it should be illegal!

"Except our pride," Yuka sniffed. "Where's your school spirit?"

"Too busy drooling over those two," Sayuri replied. "Come on, let's get to what actually matters here. How are we gonna get those two to bang?"

"Trap them in a closet for, like, an hour, no way they can keep their hands off each other!" was one suggestion.

"They'll break out," Sayuri observed. "I mean, those two are stupid strong. They could probably win a tug of war against the rest of us with a single arm. We're not trapping them anywhere."

"Ah, then... Maybe if we made them wait in the closet of their own accord?"

"They'd get bored and leave!"

Honestly now, this was pretty pathetic. While Yuka wanted to see those two idiots get together as well, trying to force the matter would only make them less inclined to hook up. Couldn't they see how stubborn those two were? Trying to make them do anything they didn't want to was doomed to failure!

"Um, maybe if we played up the competitive angle and made them so wound up they just... you know, jump each other in a fit of horny frustration?"

Everyone nodded along with that one, finding it to be the most suitable plan of them all. Oh boy. They really were all just a bunch of horny idiots, weren't they? Screw it. She was horny too and feeling kinda dumb, so she turned her head and all but pushed Sayuri to the floor, and from there...? Well, let's just say they didn't do much talking or strategising after that.