Story: LS Akane

Ranma Saotome is a goddamned idiot. Or really good at pretending to be one. It was honestly impossible for Akane to tell. What did she have to do? Tie her down? Jump her in the bath? Well she'd tried that second one last night and it didn't work! Sit on her face? Give her a lapdance? That hadn't worked either! Nor had a boob massage! What would it take for this extremely dense idiot to recognise she wanted sex?!

As frustrated as Akane was, the Lesbian Shard was also treading unusual ground here. The Jusenkyo curse had thrown in quite the wrench in the works. Think about it like this: The Shard's speciality was in corrupting straight women into lesbians, right? Well... Ranma wasn't a 'straight woman'. He was a straight man who happened to become a cute busty babe thanks to a curse. Thus, he was already attracted to girls, and this made it kind of difficult to find a way in to corrupt him.

Normally the Shard, when it was strong enough to do so, would convert a guy full time into a girl and work from there - but that part was already pretty much taken care of. It was one of those funny thing, you'd think this would make it much easier for the Shard (hence, Akane) to seduce the pigtailed idiot, but no. It didn't. Instead, Ranma obliviously went about his/her business barely cognizant of the idea that Akane would want to fool around with his cursed form. After all, why should she? They would both be girls!

Hence, Akane's attempts had failed and both she and the Shard were getting frustrated. It was super, super annoying, and neither of them could think of a great way forward. Surely there was something they could try? Something they could come up with? Outright telling her that they should get down to scissoring? No, no, that almost felt like cheating.

What, Akane is every bit as proud just as much as Ranma is, the key problem of their relationship was basically how similar the two of them were which caused their idiosyncrasies to misalign at the worst possible time. Of course she wanted Ranma to be the one to say she wanted to bang first! To do any less would be to admit defeat, and that was not something Akane could bring herself to do!

Anyway. Right now the two of them were leaving the karaoke booth. 

"By the way... How does this look?" Akane had asked right as they were about to leave.

"Hrm? You trying to show off for someone?" Ranma asked. Yes, you utter buffoon! You! She's trying to show off for you! "Hrm... I think you're maybe trying a bit too hard to go all girly. Maybe stick to something more your speed."

Akane took Ranma's hand, grateful that she'd emerged in girl form. Then the two of them walked off, for all the world looking like an innocent pair of adorable, sexy girls who happened to be holding hands. Ranma didn't object, nor found it especially strange, using much the same logic as 'if I sleep in Akane's room in girl form it's fine because slumber party' to justify it.

"And what, pray tell, is more my speed?" Akane asked.

"Ah... I guess you kinda look better in shorts and trousers," Ranma replied. "I mean, you can't exactly kick in those, can you? Unless you wanna give some pervert an eyeful."

An eyeful of the g-string she was wearing underneath, you mean. Akane had half a mind to concentrate and see if she could will herself a tiny little hiryu shoten ha right under her legs, blow up her skirt and give Ranma a view of paradise. 

"So what are we doing next?" Ranma asked, retaining that oblivious air in spite of all logic and reason. Come on! You were literally just given a breast massage, and the two of you are holding hands! How can you possibly be this dense?! "We heading home already?"

"Let's... take the scenic route," Akane said through grit teeth. "We don't often get to <i>be</i> together without weird stuff happening, so let's <i>enjoy the moment</i>, okay?"

On. The. Plus. Side. Akane was pretty sure that her seduction efforts were making Ranma a bit more on the girly side, which would surely lead into lots and lots of yuri fun in the near future. Alright. That was good, that was great, now all she had to do was keep Ranma away from anything that might make her relapse, and this path would be steady and - 

"Ranma Saotome! Today shall be your ultimate defeat!"

Of course. Of fucking course Ryoga would choose now to show up. Now, Akane sort of liked Ryoga. Especially since, for some reason, she had taken on Ranma's Jusenkyo curse. However! This was not the time!

"Ryoga can't this wait, Ranma and I are -" Akane began, but Ranma interrupted her.

"You sure talk big for a meathead!" Ranma! Don't provoke her! Yes, her. Ryoga was in cursed form. Umbrella slung over her shoulder, backpack coming off and dumped on the ground, cutting a very cool image of a rough babe.

...

You know what, it might be kinda fun to watch these two go toe to toe in their cursed form. Besides which, Akane was still a martial artist, getting to see them slug it out could be instructive. So long as Ryoga didn't strike Ranma's face.

"You'll be laughing out the other side of your face in a minute," Ryoga said. Clenching her fist, seeming extremely confident in her victory. 

"Ooh, got a new technique to show me?" Ranma jeered. "Hehehe! Too bad for you! Akane and I came up with a new martial arts style that will -"

In response to this, Ryoga lifted up her shirt, exposing her belly, and revealing... A heart shaped doodle with Ranma's name written on it. The air turned chill, while Ryoga smirked in triumph. What... What was this? What the hell was going on here? Akane had been about to react to the realisation Ranma was intending to use martial arts lapdancing, but now it seemed like Ryoga was going to use some weird bellydancing technique! Neither of these presented any problem to Akane at all, by the way. She was totally on board with seeing either of these things.

"Hahaha! You're stunned, I can tell!" Ryoga jeered. "At first, I was skeptical it would have any effect, but after seeing the power of martial arts calligraphy I knew it would bring you to your -"

Ranma sank to her knees and began to kiss Ryoga's tummy like it was a big old scoop of ice cream. Huh. Huh?! What?! What was this nonsense now?!

"H-hey, what are you doing?" Ryoga asked, reading Akane's mind. "Cut that out already!"

"I can't!" Ranma mumbled into Ryoga's navel. "My body doesn't want to pull away!"

Dammit! She'd been this close! So close! It must have taken the tiniest amount to drive her to this point! Ohhhh! If Akane had been ever so slightly more persistent, then Ranma would be kissing her belly right now and not Ryoga's! Slobbering over it like a dog with a bone, leaving trails of drool like a slug across a carpet. Oof! If this wasn't so blasted hot, then Akane would be yanking that pigtail away and storming off back home with her to enjoy the fruits of her labour!

"Will... You... get... off me!" Ryoga yelled. Pushing at Ranma's head, the idiot. Didn't know how good she had it! You have hot pigtailed booty on tap and you're trying to push it away! "Clear off!" And down came the punch, which Ranma blocked like a good martial artist should. "A-Akane! It's not what it looks like, really!"

"Really?" Akane sniffed. "Because it looks like you're stealing my fiance all to yourself." The lost girl turned to stone at that remark. No, not literally, it was entirely metaphorical. "Well, Ranma. If you're happier with Ryoga, then don't let me get in your way. Hrmph!"

"Wait, Akane! Help! I can't pull away!"

You know something, instead of heading home she was going to make a beeline right to Ucchan's and catch up with her and Shampoo. All of a sudden she had a lot of sexual tension to burn off, and she felt certain she'd be able to catch up with them there. Then maybe, just maybe, the three of them could work out a better plan to seduce that idiot girl once and for all!