Story: Pride and Joy

 

Let's go to the perspective of the Lost Boy for a bit here, shall we? Until recently he had been cursed to become swine at the touch of cold water. Now? He was cursed to become a playboy. A guy that toyed with the hearts and bodies of women! A charmer, a rogue, an irresistible force that could lure any woman to his side in the blink of an eye!

It wasn't something he could shut off, exactly. As he wandered around, girls would look at him on the street. He'd say something complimentary, flirt with them, and the next thing he knew they'd be trying to take him back home as if he was a stray puppy they found lost in the rain! When he was a little black pig he'd have to fend off wolves and the like on the daily basis. Now? He was having to fend off a whole other kind of predator!

Yet he knew it was only the curse at work. Making them feel that way towards him. How would they feel if he was splashed with warm water? Such a superficial attraction! He didn't want to use magic to seduce them like that! Well... Maybe if it was Akane. It would actually be a good thing for her! Because then she'd be able to break free of that toxic relationship with the mutual menace to both of their happiness! 

Ranma Saotome! That inconsiderate jackass, whose mouth was a more dangerous weapon than his/her fists! Behaving like that cursed form was such a big deal! Getting into arguments with such a cute girl! Insulting her looks, belittling her martial arts talent! How unsuitable, how uncouth, how rude!

Despite everything though, Ryoga had been keeping this curse in check by exerting a tremendous amount of willpower. Which is shocking if you watch his normal behaviour - one would think he had no willpower to expend! Nonetheless, the only reason he'd not already amounted a hefty harem for himself was down to one reason and one reason alone! That willpower, keeping him from doing anything with any girl!

And now... Ukyo had put a paper doll on his back that compelled him to do one thing and one thing alone: Seduce Ranma. This was not a command he could disobey. Willpower did not come into it. His body would react automatically, regardless of his own desires. In fact, it would be so severe that he'd even start to think that he should be doing this very thing!

Put like that... Why shouldn't he? Check her out. Ranma's girl form is quite sexy. A pretty face, a cute body with enormous breasts, slender waist, wide hips... A veritable gorgeous shortstack. Using this power of the Spring of Drowned Playboy to entice and allure that body would be the ultimate revenge, would it not? 

In that sense one can plainly see that Ukyo had unknowingly let a monster off its leash. A barely restrained beast that was a potentially greater enemy of women than Ranma and his quite literally addictive penis. A beast that was about to consume Ranma Saotome alive.

"You know, Ranma?" Ryoga began, slipping into a genuinely cool character mode. Not the forced tryhard that he sometimes adopted while staring off into the distance and thinking about the new technique he'd use to beat Ranma, or his plans to woo Akane. Genuinely, actually cool. "When I think of all those girls at the beach, toiling under that curse, I have to say that you were the one that stood out the most."

"You think so?" Ranma asked, rolling on her heels. "I mean, they all had enormous boobs, you know? And they were behaving in a really oversexed way."

"Yeah, but that sort of thing is just an adolescent male fantasy," Ryoga shrugged. "A real man can appreciate the finer things in life. Admit it, they weren't doing anything much for you either, were they?"

This prompted Ranma to think very carefully about how to answer. In truth, Ranma (in boy form) had given those girls some of the deepest, most intense dickings in recorded history. Which raised the question of who was recording that history, and how they were able to get enough cooperation to measure such things, but back to the point.

"No, I guess not..." Ranma said after a moment of very carefully considering. Don't judge her too much. It's hard to be honest about such things when you've been so thoroughly surrounded by naked, willing female flesh that it ruins your ability to be sexually objective. "How about you? Did Akane not do anything for you?"

"That spell ruined her appeal," Ryoga said. "It went too hard, too fast. Big can be beautiful, but there are limits even to that."

Worth noting that this story was originally written for the Breast Enlargement Archive's Addventure, and so Ryoga is basically going directly against the state intent and fetish of that website. A bold move.

"Although, it seems to me like you're deflecting," Ryoga said. He put his hand on Ranma's shoulder and gave in a gentle squeeze. "Your curse must make you feel so strange. Inside, you are a boy, and yet you must feel the eyes of horny boys upon your girlish figure all the time. Does it not disturb you? Does it not make you feel strange?"

"Eh... I guess so," Ranma sighed, barely seeming aware of how Ryoga had slipped behind her, was pulling her into his lap. Holding her close, his hot breath on the nape of her neck, sending chills down her spine. "It's weird though, you know? Sometimes I feel like I'm kinda getting used to it, but then something else happens to throw me for a loop."

"Some might call that 'the act of maturing'," Ryoga said, and then he planted a kiss right on the side of Ranma's neck that made her eyes flutter. Normally, Ranma would have clocked Ryoga for even looking like he was trying that. Normally, Ryoga would clock himself for even considering it. But right now, the two of them were under a kind of spell. "I think we've both matured a lot recently, wouldn't you say so Ranma?"

"Yeah, I guess..." Ranma sighed. Though probably not enough. Having a top secret harem of girls who were all addicted to his penis was not the best sign of maturity in her eyes. "I really hope those girls can get back to normal soon."

"You really don't like them having those enormous, heaving breasts do you?" Ryoga asked. His hands began to creep under her shirt. "Hrm... Now I wonder. Is that jealousy, or your sense of aesthetics? You are a jealous person, if someone is better than you."

"Eh?! Why would I be jealous of something like that?!" Ranma yelped. "Having enormous knockers like that! It must be bad for their backs! Not to mention they come with a severe brain drain! Why would I ever be okay with something like - "

Ryoga tipped her head back and stole her lips with a deep, deep kiss. Right then, his hands managed to reach their destination underneath Ranma's shirt. Her breasts! They were fairly large for her size and stature, and because they were supernaturally made by a curse had absolutely no sag at all despite the lack of a bra! Ryoga set to work quickly, making good use of his lips, tongue and fingers - and quickly drove Ranma to her first girlish climax!

"Oh dear, Ranma!" Ryoga said, pulling a hand down to the damp spot at the front of her trousers. "You've made a mess. We'll have to get those off. Your boxers as well."

"Ehehehe... Yeah..." Ranma burbled, hearts throbbing in her eyes. She unfastened the belt around them, and couldn't kick them off fast enough, before leaning right back into Ryoga's chest, twisting her body around until - at last - she'd pushed him down to the floor. With nothing holding either of them back, and no interruptions coming along for at least the half hour round trip it would take for Ukyo to get to and back from the beach - There was absolutely nothing at all to stop them from Doing a Stupid. The sign on the restaurant read 'closed', after all, so nobody had any reason to come in!

...

Were you expecting something contrary to that to happen? No, of course it wouldn't. That was a thorough explanation of why they wouldn't be interrupted in the first place! The two of them undressed one another without ceremony or restraint, tossing their clothes aside. Something itched at the back of Ranma's mind, but... But her body needed something that it had been missing out on. Something it could take, right here and now!

And that something was fulfilled when she finally had Ryoga's clothes off. With herself positioned right over his rock hard dick, ready to lower herself down.

Except... Hold on. Ryoga's clothes were off? Didn't that include the paper doll? The very thing that had unleashed the beast he'd been working so hard to restrain?

Indeed! It was now on the back of his jumper, crumpled in the corner of the room! Ryoga looked up, to see the naked form of Ranma towering over him, with lust in her eyes, and a very compromising position. In fact, some might call it the most compromising position the two of them could be in!

"R-Ranma, wait!" Ryoga yelped, senses returning to him - But it was futile, for at that same instant Ranma lowered herself before he could push her away, his dick was enveloped by her snug, tight, wet pussy, his eyes crossed, and his willpower drained away at the feeling of an extremely cute and sexy girl having sex with him.

Even if this wasn't actually a girl in anything but a purely physical sense. Oh dear, this was surely going to complicate an already messy situation, wasn't it? Good work, Ukyo. Your smouldering spite may have ruined this for everyone!