Story: FGI Akane

 

With his trump card gone, Mousse lasted about a minute before Ranma kicked the shit out of him, and it was well deserved. After all the chaos and misery he'd been up to, all the suffering, all the suspense, all the threats of Jusenkyo water? Yeah. Akane was pretty sure she was in 'fuck that guy' mode right now. He and Shampoo deserved each other.

"You got a great ass."

"Must you?!" both she and Ranma yelled at Ranma's penis, now in the form of a cute busty girl. Lingering behind them for reasons that Akane really should have guessed at before now. She had half a mind to slap Ranma for being unable to control his penis! Then again, it quite literally had a mind of its own now.

"Oh yeah for sure when you got a booty that fine -" never mind! She gave the penis a slap instead, which sent it reeling. "Harder mommy," it said, and the only thing Akane wanted to do right now was get the hell away from this situation. 

"What are we going to do about her?" Akane asked.

"I dunno, I just wanna get home and kick back," Ranma nonchalantly said. "I got my own dick back, Mousse isn't gonna bother us for a while, today was really mentally draining you know?"

"Draining like my balls will drain all over the tomboy's chest!" the penis said, and suddenly found itself flying backwards down the street, courtesy of Akane's Fist Airways. "Harder mommy!"

"Stop that!" Akane yelled. The penis got up, laughed nervously... then looked down and started to play with her breasts. "Stop that, too! Urgh! All your worst perverted instincts are out, about, and don't give a damn!"

The really weird part was that another pretty woman happened to stroll by right at that moment. A total babe, that Akane could plainly tell was extremely pretty, wearing an evening dress that showed a lot of thigh and a lot of cleavage - and the penis didn't even flinch. Instead she returned her attention to Akane and - 

"Come on babe, let's head home, get you in your gi and work up a sweat."

The slap was instinctive. It was as if this bitch knew exactly how to rile her up! Ooooh! Her heart rate was going up too, look at the way she was standing there taking it!

"Harder, mommy!"

Ranma pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a long, weary sigh. Oh. You're tired of this, are you? "Don't you sigh like that, buster. She's your penis, and she's hitting on me all the time!"

"Oh, the times to step into a conversation being held in public," said probably the last voice Akane wanted to hear right now. Nabiki. Strolling out, licking an ice cream cone, then leaning casually on the wall next to their home. "Let me guess. Ranma's penis got detached in the line of your work duties, then got splashed with Spring of Drowned Girl water?"

"... Yeah, that's about the size of it," Ranma sighed. "It won't stop hitting on girls either."

"Is that so?" Nabiki asked. "Yoo hoo! Miss Saotome! Wanna come back to my room and play for a bit?"

"Nabiki!" Akane hissed. "Don't say something like that to -"

"Nah, you're not my type," the penis said. Akane and Ranma froze on the spot, while Nabiki continued licking her ice cream. "I mean, you've got a great body. Super nice long slender legs, great complexion, pretty face - but your personality is a total turnoff for me."

Nabiki raised an eyebrow and shrugged. Ranma looked like he wanted to crawl under a rock. Honestly, Akane might join him.

"So what is your type?" Nabiki asked, apparently to the ice cream cone, as her eyes were more on that than the girl she was talking to.

"Oh, I like athletic babes that don't take my shit but are still overall kinda nice," the penis said. Ranma seemed to shrink in size somehow. "Wide hips, strong muscles, with a cute face. It's a snug balancing act, but you're too far on the 'challenging' side. Before you ask, Kasumi wouldn't be challenging enough."

"Hrm...? So Akane would be perfect for you?"

"Yep! I wanna drain my balls exclusively and only inside of Akane's tight -"

"Okay, that's enough outta you!" Ranma interrupted, grabbing his penis, wrapping his hand around her mouth to keep her from talking, and swear to god Akane heard a mumbled 'harder daddy' through Ranma's hand. "We gotta get you inside -"

"Where our fathers will hear all about how the living incarnation of your junk wants nothing more than to knock up Akane?" Nabiki quipped, giving her ice cream a long, hard lick. The penis nodded enthusiastically. "You'd be married before the hour was out." And now she was fistpumping the air and making lewd gestures with her hips, which seemed to be annoying and embarrassing Ranma a <i>lot</i>. "This is a Jusenkyo curse, right? So? Why not splash her with hot water? See what happens then?"

Hot water. Yes, that was the best thing to do right now. No doubt about it. A splash of hot water would - Uh... What would it do exactly? Actually, stuff thinking about it - Whatever the outcome it had to be better than this! She made for the entrance to get some hot water. "Stay there for a bit, I'll get some -"

"Oh, daddy!" Nabiki called out. "Ranma and Akane are home~"

She then pulled a kettle out from behind the gate, dangling it between her fingers. The bitch! Oooh! Fine! Akane threw the money at her, then took the kettle and dumped its contents over Ranma's penis, which immediately changed...

But into what?