Story: Creeping Perversion

 

Ryoga had only just been put under the influence of our insidious perverting spell. At this stage, all there should be were whispers in his mind. Hey, check out that chick's rack. That butt is fi~ine! Mmf, I'd give anything to have my head between those thighs. Those kinds of thoughts. Lustful thoughts. More intrusive and insistent than usual. He wouldn't be compelled to act upon them for at least another day at this point.

And that's certainly true. Normally. Under perfectly normal conditions, Ryoga Hibiki would have been fairly normal seeming for about a day or so before he did anything strange or untoward. He wouldn't feel any particularly strong compulsion to engage in particularly lustful behaviour, not any more than usual.

But as the previous paragraph implied, Ryoga was not in a normal situation. He was being sexually tormented by Kasumi Tendo. The eldest of the Tendo sisters. The ideal housewife. The one whose body put her sisters to shame, and that's no mean feat. She had the largest bosom of the three, childbearing hips, a waist that lacked Akane's definition but was certainly slender and appealing, and her legs were simply masterworks beyond what even Nabiki was capable of. In terms of personality, looks, anything a man might look for in a romantic partner Kasumi had it in spades. She had managed to drive Tofu Ono, a respectable young man by any measure himself, into a lustful fit by meeting him during her last year at high school and had only become more beautiful since then.

Quite frankly, the mere sight of her wearing only an apron and a bikini would have made many men misbehave themselves. Would they have done more than Ryoga might have done here, and drink in the sight with their eyes? Would they try to use their hands to ensure this was reality in front of them? Or would they be too mesmerised, too distracted, too utterly enthralled by the sight of Kasumi Tendo in such flimsy attire, and thus be rendered incapable of doing much of anything else at all?

Honestly, it's hard to say. What is easy to say is that Kasumi was standing at the counter, cutting vegetables and swaying her rump to and fro, back and forth, while Ryoga was sitting there unmoving, barely blinking, breathing very slow and steady and controlled, while a voice was yelling in his head.

Tap. That. Tap. That. Tap that hard. Tap that now. Tap that for as long as you can.

Yet his heart was replying to his loins with equal ferocity. His heart belonged to Akane, not Kasumi! He would not betray her. No matter what happened, he would not - 

"Oops, where did we leave that colander again...?" Kasumi tutted. "I think Akane put it away here after washing the dishes yesterday?"

And that was when Kasumi bent over to check a cupboard in search of a colander. She then proceeded to stay bent over while checking under and behind everything, shifting her weight on occasion to make sure she hadn't missed something. Looking absolutely everywhere. 

Glutes. Thighs. Butt, butt, butt. Ryoga was turning beet red here, as the desire to touch that booty was becoming fast overwhelming. He was starting to tremble. Each little shift of weight was acting as a magnifying factor for the spell rattling around in his brain. It was as though Kasumi was an enormous fast forward button, pushing Ryoga directly to his new destination of total perversion. Do not pass go. Do collect ass.

His arousal was growing more intense, more still with each passing moment. More, more, more! It was an honest wonder his balls hadn't burst yet.

"Don't go anywhere, Ryoga!" Kasumi turned, winking at him while looking over her shoulder at him. "I've got a nice yummy treat for you to gobble up, so make sure you don't get up and don't get lost, because I'm going to take my time feeding you lots and lots and lots, okay?"

"Okay!" Ryoga burbled happily. In all honesty, Akane couldn't have planned it better if she'd done it on purpose. By the time those two got home Ryoga might be a bigger pervert than the pair of them. She might not have any problem at all ensuring, nay, guaranteeing that Ryoga would absolutely and thoroughly ruin Ranma Saotome's girl form the first chance he got.

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Okay, fuck her plans for Ranma's girl form, his boy form was way too fucking hot to share. Akane had foregone lunch with her friends to take Ranma on the roof, and by take Ranma on the roof she meant "give him a striptease and a lapdance, then ride his cock for all it was worth."

That last part had to be changed as it turned out because if she rode Ranma's dick for all it was worth she'd be here beyond doomsday. At least, that's how it felt right now when it was inside her, pulsing and twitching and filling her to bursting and <i>fuck did she love sex!</i>

That's not all she loved. She loved showing off her cute body. She loved letting Ranma touch her wherever he wanted. She loved, loved, loved kissing him and hugging him and licking the sweat off his body and loved loved loved loved loved it when he did the same to her. She loved his toned abs, his cheeky smile, his rippling biceps, his strong back, but the thing she loved most of all?

"Cumming!" Akane whisper yelled. Her thighs locked around his waist on sheer reflex. She felt him shoot inside her, draining his balls and leaving a hot sticky mess inside her that, in turn, left her breathless and satisfied. The only reason she hadn't screamed the whole building down was one hundred percent because right after she'd announced her body's intention to climax, she'd smashed her mouth up against his and let it out into his mouth.

"Wanna tell me how uncute I am now?" Akane whispered into his ear, clinging onto his body just to feel its warmth.

"You were always sexy, stupid," Ranma whispered back. "It's your attitude I thought was uncute."

"Mmmmm~" Akane hummed. "We should've brought Ukyo up here, y'know?"

"Nah, we'd have overrun lunch," Ranma replied. "We'll meet up with her and Shampoo at Uchan's later, how does that sound?"

"Sounds to me like you're taking the afternoon off then!" a new voice added. Oh. It seemed that they had been found by Ukyo, who was already peeling off her trousers and - Goddamn, they really were skipping the afternoon weren't they? No way  was Akane turning down that body! Stuff school, it's not like they'd be missed or any-

"Happōgoensatsu!"

Oh shit, her energy was being drained. Oh no, she was in an extremely compromising position with Ukyo and Ranma! Oh no, it was Miss Hinako, walking over towards them, toying with her coin and staring down at them with great deri-

A great blush crept up Akane's face. Did... did she just have sex with Ranma?! Out on the school roof?! Why the hell had she done something so stupid?! And she was going to invite Ukyo in too? Had she lost leave of her senses? Why would she do something that stupid?!

"Well, well, Saotome, look at what I caught you in now?" Hinako Ninomiya said, towering over them. Her hand absently touched her breast, and Akane didn't like the way she was looking at Ranma. Like a piece of meat laid out for her to eat. "You know, you're a lot more handsome than I - No, I shouldn't. I mustn't! I'm the teacher and you are the student! I will not succumb to such blatant stereotypical porn cliches! And yet~"

Urgh, this was bad! It was almost as if Hinako had drained the horny out of the lot of them and was now starting to overdose on it herself! Which was dumb, that's not how her power worked. Well. Maybe if something else was affecting the three of them and making them act dumb and horny against their will it would be one thing, but that notion was ridiculous on the face of it!

Right?