Story: Dojo of Perversion

 

Imagine, if you will, three beautiful young women wearing camo coloured hotpants, big army boots, a camo tube top, and bodies covered in camo paint. That's a fun image. Let's linger on that for a second. Now make it the Tendo sisters, and it somehow becomes even better than it already was. I know, I know, it seemed impossible yet here we are. The sexy, beautiful neapolitan-esque variant of sex appeal were all in full stalker mode outside the home of one Ryoga Hibiki. Sharing not just one binocular between them, but one brain cell too.

"Mommy, mommy, look at those three!" a little girl said. "They're playing spy!"

"Don't look at them, dear," said the formerly entirely straight mother, who herself had stared for a little too long. "Ah, maybe I'll take him up on that offer with my friend after all...?"

As they wandered off, Akane fidgeted in their hiding space and adjusted her shorts, which were riding up on her something fierce. "Kasumi, didn't we have something... else we could be wearing?"

"Yes, but I'm afraid our shorter camo microskirts were in the wash," Kasumi said. Oh, that tracked. Akane had been wondering why they were wearing something so dangerously covering on a mission like this.

And that mission was: To catch boy form Ranma in the act with Ryoga Hibiki, his greatest rival! There's nothing quite like it, is there girls? Seeing two hot anime boys, long time rivals, finally realise the smouldering sexual tension between the two of them. To give into their urges, revel in one another's company, to smooch and then engage in all manner of yaoi, the likes of which beggar belief!

"Pretty sure I saw a pigtail there in that silhouette," Nabiki said. "Seemed to be bouncing around energetically too."

"Any boobs?" Kasumi grabbed the binoculars from her, and then took the brain cell for good measure. "After all, it's not as much fun if it's straight sex. Give us the boy on boy action!"

"Kasumi!" Akane hissed, grabbing the binoculars off her and peering at the window herself. "It's still plenty hot if it's - Oh, what am I saying?! I don't want Ranma to cheat on me with Ryoga! He's my man meat!"

"Which one?" Nabiki teased. "Ranma or Ryoga?"

Akane glowered back at her. Nabiki stuck out her tongue, then gently slipped the binoculars back in front of her own eyes.

"I wonder how it went down..." Nabiki mused aloud. "Mmm... Maybe it was in the middle of a spar. They get all hot and sweaty, and then -"

<i>"Ranma, let me take this jumper off, it's far too warm in here."

"Good idea, Hibiki! Let me get these trousers off, they sure do chafe."

"Oh, if you're chafing, I have a lotion for that. Here, let me -"</i>

"No!" Akane interrupted. "That's not how it would have gone at all!"

"Quite right," Kasumi added. Good! At least one of her sisters was still connected to reality. "It would have gone like -"

<i>Ding dong! Ryoga opened the door, having just finished having a shower, wearing only a towel, while girl form Ranma was standing in the doorway.

"One pizza for Ryoga Hibiki," Ranma said, sounding absolutely stilted and disinterested, while carrying a pizza box that was very obviously empty and barely hiding it.

"Oh darn, I don't have any money," Ryoga said, seeming to completely not get the point of what a pizza delivery was all about. "Can I pay you... another way?"</i>

"What kind of twisted scenario is thaaaa~at!? Akane covered her ears, not wanting to hear more. Unless, you know, she was replacing Ranma as the pizza girl. That would kinda work for her. Maybe. Sorta. Kinda.

"Wow, they're really going at each other in here," Nabiki whistled. "I think they're jostling to be on top. Ah! No boobs, that's definitely boy form Ranma in there."

"Let me see!" Kasumi whispered, and peered through. "Yes, you're right. I'd recognise the shape of that butt anywhere, that's definitely Ranma's boy form. Ladies, we may be witnessing some boy love shortly. It's been a privilege to join you today on this mission."

"That doesn't mean they're doing stuff!" Akane warned. "They're martial artists! They could be doing a kata or something."

"Martial arts?" Nabiki quipped. "How many martial arts do you know where one of them has their head at crotch level to the other?"

Akane went pale, grabbed the binoculars and stared at the silhouette. Indeed, it very much looked like Ranma was reclining in a seat while Ryoga was going down on him with great and tremendous enthusiasm. Guh! She wanted to do that! She wanted to be the only one to do that!

"Makes you wonder what they did before we got here, huh?" Nabiki whispered. "I can see it now. Oh, Ryoga! Even though we're both boys, I cannot resist your sparkling innocent eyes!"

"Ranma!" Kasumi swooned, adopting a pseudo impression of Ryoga in her tone. "That pigtail of yours, how did you know? Those turn me on more than anything! But I'm straight, I'm sure of it!"

"Let me change your mind..." Nabiki whispered, and then leaned in to kiss Kasumi right on the mouth, right in front of Akane - 

"Okay, that's it!" Akane threw the binoculars right back at the pair of them, then stormed her sweet, sexy butt up to the front door. "I'm settling this once and for all!"

"Akane, wait!" Kasumi called out. "Don't interrupt the - And she's in."

The pair of them waited outside. Watching with bated breath. They expected to hear something any minute now. Screaming from Akane. Or maybe moans. The sisters looked at each other with trepidation, bated breath, and feverish imagination powered by a single brain cell.

"You don't think...?" Nabiki asked.

"No, surely not," Kasumi replied. Yet they both watched that window with great interest as a tremendous silhouette lit up the closed curtain. It showed the three occupants inside. Ranma's distinctive figure, as well as Ryoga, joined by Akane... And then something astonishing happened.

Akane bent over. With Ranma behind her, and Ryoga in front. No! It couldn't be! Surely not!

"She's getting Eifell Towered!" Nabiki gasped. "The lucky little slut."

"Nabiki! Language!" Kasumi admonished. Then sniffed, wiping a tear away from her eye. "I always knew our sister had it in her to embrace her inner nympho. Come, let's join the orgy before they exhaust themselves."

Thus, Kasumi and Nabiki hurried their cute butts along to the front door, eager to get themselves embroiled within a hot orgy with not just each other but also two hunky martial artists. They pushed their way inside, the single brain cell between them bouncing around with excitement as they rushed in and found...

The three of them painting the living room. Ranma standing by the window, Akane working on the floor and Ryoga doing the opposite wall. Creating a layered shadow between the three of them making it look like they were doing something much, much kinkier... At least, if your mind was absolutely, rancidly filthy.

"Oh, hey guys," Ranma said. "Uh, this room needed a fresh coat of paint, so I offered to help Ryoga out."

"In your boxers," Nabiki observed. Indeed. Both boys were currently in their boxers.

"Yeah, well, didn't wanna ruin my clothes with paint did I?" Ranma shrugged. "And Ryoga's lost his painting gear, so... You know."

The sisters felt this tremendous surge of disappointment crash over them. It was as if a tremendous weight had descended onto their shoulders, and they slunk out of the house, sexually frustrated, dreams shattered, ready to go home and masturbate for hours over the numerous potentially sexy things that could have been happening in here.

After a moment, Ranma pulled aside the curtain to look down the street. "They're going," he said.

"Oh thank goodness for that," Akane said, sliding her shorts off to the floor, and tossing her tube top aside for good measure. "Get away from the window, dummies. This relationship is staying between the three of us. My sisters would hog your dicks way too much for us to enjoy this properly, got it?"

"Yes ma'am!" the two boys said, licking their lips as they approached the horny, eager tomboy, ready to smear that camo paint and make an absolute mess of her. In much the same way that Ryoga had made a mess of Ranma's girl form earlier. If the sisters had thought to check the kitchen, they'd have found their clothes hanging up after being washed, because <i>goddamn</i> Ryoga had given girl form Ranma a <i>severe</i> dicking before the sisters got there.

"So... We're in a three way relationship now?" Ryoga asked as he settled in, directly in front of Akane's face. Dick out, which she glommed onto after opening wide.

"Four way," Ranma added while his own dick slid easily into her wet, eager pussy. "I mean, technically my girl form is - ahhhhh~ part of this too. I'm starting to think she might be a whole other personality or something."

"That would explain a lot," Ryoga said, and that was the last words the three of them would say for a good while. They had a lot of sexual tension to work out still, and the boys weren't anywhere near done tired yet.