Story: Dogi of Delights

 

Ranma would never admit it, but he'd had nightmares like this. He knew full well that the only thing holding Shampoo back from actually trying to hurt Akane was the effect it would have on him. It was a guaranteed way to ensure she never, ever won the ongoing game between the girls, an instant loss condition, a line she would not, could not cross.

Unfortunately that understanding depended on her being smart... and she was wearing a dogi that simultaneously enhanced martial ability, but also turned the wearer into a bimbo. This meant that two things were true at once: Shampoo might not be smart enough to recognise the possible outcome of this, and also, it meant that even if she was she could potentially blame the dogi's spell for her actions, absolving her of responsibility!

"Akane, I, like, kill!" Shampoo screamed, lunging in. Ranma stepped in between them, knowing it was pointless but having to do something anyway. Shampoo was in front of the only way out. Trying to go around her with Akane wouldn't work any better than this. He threw up his arms to defend from the incoming attack - but Shampoo's kick flowed around them like they weren't there. Catching him in the stomach, driving the wind from his lungs and dropping him to the floor, utterly winded. Shampoo stepped around him in a big, wide strut. Cornering Akane, while Ranma's body wouldn't cooperate at all. 

"No!" he managed to get out, his breath ragged, his lungs still needing time to recover. He tried to grab Shampoo's ankle, at least, to give Akane the slightest chance to slow down. In this condition, Akane was even more vulnerable than normal! But Shampoo simply jumped over his grab, and then she kicked off the wall towards Akane, and - He couldn't look! Damn that dogi, it had caused nothing but trouble ever since they'd found out about it!

...

You know. There was rather less violence happening behind him than he was expecting. And his breathing was turning back to normal. So Ranma creaked open an eye to see what was going on, and - Of course. Of course that's what was happening.

That being: Akane and Shampoo, wrapped up in each other's arms, snogging like it was prom night and they both got a little bit tipsy at the after party. Two very, very cute bimbos. Hands wandering under each other's clothes. Pushing their lips together with, let's say, tremendous enthusiasm.

Fuck. He was getting hard. Harder, even. As much as he would prefer not to be affected by this, the fact of the matter was, he had a strong sexual attraction to both girls that he was repressing like mad.

"Aiyah, Shampoo want kill, but Akane too too cute!" Shampoo giggled, then began to kiss Akane's neck.

"Tee hee! Yeah, that's the power of bimbo for you!" Akane purred back at her. Then looked down right at Ranma. "You can only resist for, like, so long~"

Right. So. A vision of his immediate future flashed before Ranma's eyes. The two of them would corner him. Pin him down. Then lure him into a bimbo threesome the likes of which his body would not soon forget.

For many boys, that's a 'yes please'. For Ranma Saotome? He's built different. That boy has a bit of a weakness around girls. In that, while he's excellent at accidentally attracting them, he doesn't know how to get them to back the fuck down. In all honesty, if bimbo Akane had been a little more aggressive she'd probably be knocked up by now.

Thus, determining that Akane was not actually in any physical danger, Ranma decided that it might be the best time for him to get out of here. Now. Maybe sneak off to the cat cafe, tell the old ghoul what was going on. The two of them seemed pretty into it, honestly. They wouldn't even miss him until it was too late. All he had to do was keep his head low, stay on his hands and knees and crawl out of here as fast as his legs could - 

Speaking of legs, there were a killer pair of legs standing in his way. Looking up, he found himself staring right into the vacant eyes of Nabiki Tendo, who was chewing on bubble gum and smiling vacuously down at him, with boobs on her chest that were much, much bigger than he remembered her having.

"Yo, Nabiki!" Ranma whispered. "That's right, you wore the stupid dogi too!"

"Tee hee, sure did!" Nabiki sang, then snapped her fingers. "And so did your good buddy Ucchan!"

Indeed, so she had. Guh! This was not going well for him! He still had trouble thinking of Ukyo as a girl, if he was being completely honest. That wasn't gonna be much of a problem anymore, apparently!

"Hey Ucchan!" Ranma whispered. "Uh! Are you here for anything in particular, or...?"

"Here for a good hard dicking~" Ukyo licked her lips. Aha. Okay then. In that case, it was time for Ranma to leave, before-  An enormous battle spatula embedded itself in the floor right in front of him, causing his pigtail to shoot straight up in the air, and Nabiki didn't miss her chance to grab it.

"So, like, I'm horny too and stuff~" Nabiki sang.

"H-hey! The last time you said you were into me you were pretending!" Ranma yelled at her, then slapped his hands over his mouth. Oops! Much to his horror, another pair of hands grabbed him by the shoulders. Looking back, he saw the simultaneously erotic and scary sight of Akane and Shampoo staring down at him, their arousal on their face as blatant as the enhanced boobs on their faces. He was surrounded. Maybe he could have gotten away from Ukyo and Nabiki, but with Shampoo, wearing the dogi, he was well and truly fucked.

Or, rather, he was about to be.

"Where do you, like, think you're going~" Akane chirped. "We're still on our da~ate, and you've not given me a kissy wissy yet!"

"Shampoo want kiss too!" Shampoo demanded. "And so do Nabiki and Ukyo, by the look of it!"

As much as Ranma hated to admit it, there really was no way out this time was there! Guh! Normally if these four were together, he'd be getting teased in a whole other way, and a fight would probably break out over his affections! As it was, they were shoving him into the room, right onto the chair, with Akane sitting in his lap.

"Ooh, what's this I feel~" Akane ground her butt up against his crotch. "You're, like, saying no, but your body wants it real bad, doesn't it?"

"Akane, I don't have a choice here, okay!" Ranma said. "You understand that, right? If you become your normal self again, remember that I don't have a choice in this stupid situation and -"

While he'd been speaking her hand had reached into his trousers and grabbed his dick. Oh no. Oh no! Ah! Come on, why did she have to not be clumsy now of all times?!

"Then, like, let me make it real simple for you, kay?" Akane asked. "I'm gonna give you a choice." The bimbos all giggled, playing with their hair. Dammit! Why did they have to all be so cute at a time like this?! "It feels good, right? Well, it'll feel soooo much better if we all, just, y'know, took off our clothes and see where things went."

"We want you to wanna fuck us," Ukyo whispered, her breath hot in his ear. "It's, like, no fun making you do it if you don't wanna!"

"Or maybe you're, like, totally a wuss around hot chicks?" Nabiki asked. "You can't handle a woman, cuz you're way too nervous, cuz you know what it's like to be a chick."

"All you gotta do is, like, say no!" Akane continued. Her hand was wrapped firmly, yet gently, around his shaft. No possible escape. "And then we let you leave. Or! You stay, and show us how much of a real man you are!"

So that's their game, huh? Make him admit he wants to fool around with them? Well, if that's the case then they have another thing coming, because Ranma sure wasn't! He wouldn't back down from a challenge like this and - Hey wait a sec what was Shampoo doing?

"Fuck that noise, Shampoo want airen's baby! No mind if, like, other cuties get knocked up too though!"

Ohhhh crap! Now he really was in for it! Shampoo was tonguefucking his mouth without mercy or restraint, and he was pretty sure she was pushing some pressure points intended to drive him wild! No way out this time, Saotome, you were about to punch your V-card!