Story: Dogi of Delights

 

So here he was on a hot date. Not exactly the first time, he'd been on 'dates' with Shampoo before when she had something on him. Oh, he really hoped Shampoo didn't see them right now, talk about a disaster in the making and -

Boing, boing! Akane was clutching snugly onto his arm, behaving all weird and cute and bubbly. Bringing two different conflicting feelings in him at once - on the one hand he was feeling stupid horny right now. On the other, it bothered him seeing Akane behave like this. She was meant to be tough. No nonsense. Uncute. Violent. Not - 

Boing, boing!

"Hey Ranma, let's do some karaoke," she said, coming to a complete stop. Only now did Ranma realise, he'd not been paying attention to his surroundings at all. She had consumed his attention like - Like Picolet Chardin consumed an appetiser. Lost in her warmth, basking in her softness, and he even caught himself sniffing her hair. It was as though she'd been put here to tempt him, seduce him - and she had been made very, very adept at it.

The point is: They were standing in the lobby to a karaoke place with only one couple in front of them. Apparently there was a discount for couples today, and despite any protestations he might normally make to the contrary, today they <I>were</i> on a date.

"One hour for two please," Akane said while snuggling into him. He'd been in tighter bearhugs from stronger opponents, but none of them took the breath from his lungs quite like this one. He handed the money over - Of course, it was the guy's place to pay for a date - and took the key to room 10.

Then once they were inside, Akane pushed him into a chair and leaned over him, with a truly wicked smile on her face.

"Having fun?" she asked. 

"Hrmph, you're gonna have to do a lot better than that," Ranma replied. She puffed out her cheeks <i>cute so cute</i>, and then whirled around to grab the microphone. "What, you gonna serenade me now? Some sappy love song to wear me down?"

"Nah, you're, like, not the sort to go for that," Akane had grabbed the remote control and was standing directly in front of the monitor. He couldn't see anything at all, like this! Her butt was in the way! It was already too big as it was, but now it was a pillowy... soft... enticing pair of mounds that was getting completely in his way, leaving him incapable of seeing or even thinking about anything else. "Instead, let's try something a little more... Fun~"

<i>"Ohohohoho~"</i>. Wait, he knew that song. Those chimes as well. Wasn't that - 

"Everybody was kung fu fighting!" Akane sang, then threw out a few quick punches at the air which, given her current physical level, had no other effect than making her boobs jiggle. Which might be a more devastating attack than any punch she'd ever thrown at him. "Those cats were fast as lightning!" A high kick, then she planted her foot on the floor with her back to him, butt practically in his face, and she wiggled her hips to the tune.

Dear lord she was giving him an erotic dance to a funky disco beat, and - "In fact it was a little bit frightening!" Punch, punch, wiggle wiggle. "But they fought with expert timing!" Turned to the side, block block, wiggle wiggle. 

It was working. This attack was super effective. It was hitting parts of his libido Ranma never knew existed before. It was stupid. So thoroughly stupid, and yet... he was left utterly mesmerised by it. By Akane's enchanted body, the pseudo-kata she was going through right in front of him, hinting that there was some element of the Akane he lov - <b>that he wanted back</b> lurking underneath that bimbo exterior...

And all the while she was showing off that beautiful curvy body to him in a cute, kinda dorky way. He'd never been more erect in his life, and think about the things he'd seen and experienced up until now! All he could do was sit there and watch - Kick, punch, wiggle jiggle! W-Was that a panty shot just now? He was pretty sure he'd seen her underwear!

Mercifully though, there was a knock at the door. For the best, as he was pretty sure he was about to toss reason aside and satiate a beast that had been sleeping, but was now growing more awake and alert with each passing moment.

"Oooh, so rude!" Akane huffed. "Right as we were, like, getting to the best part. You know. The part where you jump across the room and ravish me~"

"You know, when you say something like that it makes me not want to," Ranma said directly to her exposed fit tummy which was making him feel weirdly thirsty.

The door came down, and who should step in but - Oh hell, that was actually almost worse! Shampoo! And... on top of that, she was wearing the stupid dogi!

The dogi that made you a way stronger martial artist. When she was already on maybe the tier right below him, and Akane - who was the tier below that - was able to kick his ass while she was wearing it.

"Akane! You, I kill!" Shampoo aimed her mace squarely at Akane's head. Shoot, shoot, shoot! Was there anything he could do to stop her? Even if they worked together, they probably didn't stand a chance against Shampoo!

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You know, it was super duper easy to follow Shampoo when she was, like, on the warpath. Thus, Nabiki and her new gf/bitch Ukyo were able to happily skip and frolic along after her, just to, like, see what she did and stuff. Tee hee! Nabiki loved being an airheaded ditz now, because it meant she could hide how clever she really was!

Case in point, Ukyo was looking at her askew a little. "Um, Nabs?" she said, while fiddling with her hair. Twirling her ponytail around her index finger absently, almost as though she was oblivious to the fact she was doing it. "Are you, like, sure this is a good idea and stuff? I mean. Shampoo's, like, super dangerous at the best of times, and - "

"And that's why we're heading along to, like, help out!" Nabiki nodded. "All we gotta do is get her nice and distracted, and then the horniness will take care of the rest!" Yep, yep! It would also mean she'd have another strong martial artist under her thumb. With both of them, they could easily use this as a chance to get Ranma under her control too.

From there...? The sky was the limit.

"Anyway, the reception won't tell us which room they're in, so we're gonna have to flirt with them super hard!" Nabiki said. "You game for that, Kuonji?"

"Huh? I mean, yeah, but it's a chick," Ukyo said. "Maybe I used to be able to pass for a hot stud, but right now...?" Looking down, she was quite a bit bigger in the chest region than she used to be. "I don't know if that's gonna fly."

"In that case, all we gotta do is make out in front of her until she breaks!" Nabiki clapped her hands together, pleased with herself for coming up with such a brilliant scheme. The two of them marched inside, a clear path to the reception ahead of them - 

"You, I kill!"

"Shampoo, calm your tits!"

"Really, Akane? Why did you have to phrase it like that?!"

"Uh, never mind," Nabiki said. "I think I can, like, hear our party this-a-way!"