Story: FGI Akane

 

Honestly what on earth was she expecting? The girl that was Ranma's penis became a living dildo yet again, but this time was hopping around on its own on the ground. Bouncing along using its testicle as though they were padded feet. The sight was as disgusting as it was disconcerting - though Nabiki, at least, seemed to be greatly amused.

There wasn't any time to gawp at it, though. Akane grabbed the penis and stuffed it into her bag to keep it out of sight, and just in the nick of time. Here was her father, welcoming them at the gate.

"Did the two of you have fun on your date?" he asked.

"It wasn't a date," Ranma said. "It was an invitation by one of my rivals, who thought he'd kidnapped Akane."

"That's right," Akane said. "Just because we're engaged and went to a popular dating spot by ourselves without supervision doesn't make it a date. It was a mutual hangout between two parties who were there for the same reason, who happened to be of the opposite sex. And also engaged."

"So, a date," Nabiki said. "Actually, by my count that would be your tenth date." What? Tenth date? With Ranma...? "The two of you hang out a lot, you know."

"We are not dating!" both Ranma and Akane insisted at once, making sure to look directly at each other before turning away and turning their noses up. It was almost like they'd practised it.

"I'm heading to the training hall to train," Ranma said.

"Oh yeah? Well so am I!" Akane quickly added. "Not because you're doing it, but because I want to vent a bit. Don't misunderstand, got it pal?"

Ooh, and her father could wipe that half asleep smile off his face. Like he was watching a dream come to life. As if! She wasn't marrying him, she wasn't marrying that - That jerk! Oof! She returned to her room and began to take off her clothes, changing so she could join Ranma in the training hall. The arrogant son of a -

But then something flopped down in between her breasts. She stared down at it. Ranma's penis stared back up, so to speak. The shaft lifted and pushed against Akane's lips, as if it was giving her a kiss, then rubbed affectionately against her cheek while she, in turn, went completely green.

"Eek!" she squeaked, upon realising what exactly was happening here. "G-Get off me, you perverted appendage!"

It hopped off onto her desk. Phew, thank goodness. But still! She put her hands on her hips and glowered down at it. So this was Ranma's penis, was it?

"Why are you like this with me?" she asked. It made a motion that was sort of like tilting its head in confusion. "Right, you don't have a mouth you can't talk at all can you?" In that case, let's stick with yes and no questions here.

Deep breath. First things first.

"Do you behave like this because Ranma actually likes me?" it nodded. "Are you like this with other girls?" It shook its head. Okay. So Ranma actually likes you. Great. That wasn't exactly something you hadn't guessed at already, but hearing this confirmation sure was something. Ah... she wanted to ask why Ranma treated her the way he did, but couldn't figure out a way to phrase it as a yes or no question. 

"Does he really think I'm an uncute violent tomboy?" she asked. Nod, nod. "And he likes me anyway?" Nod. "Uh, is it purely a physical think?" Shake, shake, shake. Right. Now she was really confused. "He... is physically attracted to me?"

Nod, nod, nod, nod, nod, nod, nod. It was so much that it was creating a draft right in Akane's face. Okay then. So, Ranma thinks she's an uncute violent tomboy, but is apparently into that sort of thing? But it's not just the physical appearance, there's something about her that he actually likes? Okay. This didn't make her feel all that closer to understanding him, but it did make her feel weirdly happy.

"Does he want to marry me?"

Akane was thrown back a few steps by the gale force that hit her next. Ooooh boy! It was the kind of wind that quite literally took your breath away. You couldn't breathe in this weather! That was an enthusiastic yes, if ever she'd heard one! Or, uh... had one communicated to her? She hadn't actually heard anything from the penis, now had she?

Luckily the gale stopped before too long. Unluckily, she had a penis nuzzled into her chest once again, rubbing happily against her cheek like a pet cat rubbing off a scent.

"Come on, cut that out," she warned. But it didn't budge this time. Instead it started to rub up against her over cheek. "I said cut that out!"

That was when she made a Mistake. A big mistake. A huge costly mistake that would haunt her for at least the next hour. Namely, she grabbed the shaft of Ranma's disembodied penis. Tried to pull it off her body - And then went crosseyed when she felt the sensation go right through her.

"Buhuhuhuhuhu~" Akane burbled, trying once again to jerk the penis off her body. But it wasn't moving. Not an inch. Like it was stuck. Or maybe even connected to her. Sitting right in the valley of her cleavage, a penis attached right there. "Ooooh, come on, get off me already~"

The pretense that this was the reason she was still trying to get rid of it lasted maybe another thirty seconds before she found her tempo and began her very first masturbation session, with special guest 'Ranma's detached penis'. She was left lying on her bed, top off, and hands pumping furiously in a desperate attempt to drain those balls.

"Ohhhh, yeah, that's the good shit~" Akane turned over and moaned into her pillow. Her spare hand began to wander down her body, as she discovered a brand new addiction. "Mmm, this is soooo dirty~"

It didn't take long before the penis spurted out all over her face, leaving her covered in sticky white goop, lying there feeling content, happy, and - Suddenly deeply ashamed of herself for giving in so easily.

On the bright side, the penis had rolled off her body and was now growing softer. It was curling up like a cat in its bed. Asleep. For now. Akane took a deep breath. Maybe later on, when things were quieter and she could be sure she wouldn't be interrupted, she'd ask a few more direct questions of Ranma's penis in the vain hope of understanding that boy better...