Story: Creeping Perversion

 

It was, just for a change of pace, a bright and sunny evening when it all kicked off. It had seemed like it might have been a rather quiet evening, but as anyone who has a job that works directly with the public will tell you, the Q word is a curse that will inevitably ruin any peace you might have for the rest of your shift.

The events all unfurled with a knock at the door. The proprietor of the mansion hobbled over to the entrance, mentally preparing himself for a chance to warn the visitor before they entered. There would be no hurry. No rush to get them inside out of the rain. More to the point, he'd already made sure that his daily banana had its peel disposed of properly this time. No slippage today! Ohoho!

He opened the door, and found himself staring at a rather tall, buxom beauty wearing a bright yellow dress that dropped to her thighs. The sight of her did, admittedly, serve as quite the distraction. He barely had time to notice she was holding a coin before she said a strange word - and then he crumpled to the ground.

Moments later, another girl appeared out of nowhere. She had a foreign look around her, lavender hair, wearing a cheongsam. The contents of the bottle smelled fruity and pleasant. He could only watch as she rubbed something into her hands, then her entire body blurred, and - He was out cold after that.

"Hrm?" he asked when he was awake again. "Why am I outside...?"

Perhaps he had thought he'd heard a knock at the door...? Nobody was out here. Though, he was also lying on the ground? No sign of injury about him. Oh dear! He rushed inside to check and - nothing seemed to be taken. As far as he could tell, the seal over the mirror was still in place. Though, on closer inspection it was perhaps slightly dishevelled - that was probably his imagination, though.

"For the best that nobody did come today," he said aloud to nobody in particular. "After all, that mirror... it causes such trouble! If anyone looks into it, an overly rambunctious troublemaking copy appears! Best that it stays sealed, I'm certain there's nobody on Earth who would want that kind of trouble about them!

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At that moment in time, within the Tendo training hall, Ranma Saotome was proving himself to be a real man among men. After all, let's count off, shall we? Two Akane, two Ukyos, two Shampoos, and one Hinako. Seven. That's seven girls. All of whom wanted a piece of him.

Where was the other Hinako off to? We'll get there, we'll get there. In due time. The one that was, at present, flat on her back getting absolutely ruined was the 'reflection' of Hinako Ninomiya.

"Oooh, this is just what I always wanted~" this copy of Hinako said. Her long, long legs were snugly around Ranma's waist. Drawing him in, drawing him closer, but at the same time one could only conclude that he was in complete control. "Give it to me, stud!"

The other girls were keeping busy as well. They had all paired off, and - Let's really put his manliness to the test by telling the girls apart, shall we? The original Akane was sitting on the mirror Shampoo's face right now, apparently enjoying her dominant position over her longtime rival. The original Ukyo was, at present, scissoring with the mirror Akane, and taking quite the lead in doing so. While the original Shampoo was in 69ing with the mirror Ukyo, rolling around on the floor, neither one seeming content to be underneath the other, nor able to get comfortable on the side.

"Mmm, that's it!" Akane, the real one, grunted, while thrusting into the mirror duplicate's face. "I'm the winner here. I'm the one Ranma actually likes!" She spanked herself for good measure. "It doesn't matter how cute you are or - Oh, fuck, your tongue is magic!"

Yeah, that was the real one. Meanwhile -

"Oh, Miss Ukyo! I am so sorry I thought you were a boy!" the mirror Akane (who they were calling Aneka for now said, sounding genuinely apologetic. Well, yeah. "Please accept this as my apology!"

"Guuuuuh~" Ukyo burbled back. "No prob, sugar! Mmm! You want a piece of Ranma after he's done with -"

"That would be ever so kind!" Aneka blushed. That was the core difference between her and the real deal - Akane was still kind of uncute (in a sexy sort of way) while Aneka was way more flirtatious in a direct way. In other words, we have a cute Akane and an uncute Akane - and while Ranma was fine with both, he actually kinda preferred the uncute one!

Not that he'd ever tell her that.

As for the last trio: Yuki (the mirror Ukyo) pulled away from Shampoo for a moment. "W-wait, one moment, other me! That is a terrible business deal! Please do not leave me out of it! You've already had your turn long before I existed, and so, I should have my own turn with him as well!"

Yep, that was Yuki all over. Where Ukyo treated her okonomiyaki like a business, Yuki was the sort to treat their harem like one. While the real Uchan was a lot friendlier about the whole thing. The contrast was fascinating!

As for Shampoo's copy, she'd elected to go by Pansy. She didn't like confrontation, and seemed perfectly willing to let herself be rolled over, especially if it got her laid. Not something Ranma could understand, but - hey, he didn't have to! Subby Shampoo was every bit as fun as the not quite dominant, but damn near close to it as she smothers you with affection version of Shampoo that he was already used to!

"Hey! Stop looking at them!" Haniko (mirror Hinako) said, grabbing his head and pulling it back towards herself. "Hrmph! What, is this adult form not hot enough for you~?"

As for this tall glass of sexy, she was the masterpiece for the harem. While he wasn't getting regular Miss Hinako, getting her copy pretty much made up for it all by herself. The most mature out of the lot of them, she wasn't cute -she was sex on legs. There was a reason all the boys at school worshipped the ground she walked on, and sent out sacrificial lambs on the regular to get drained. The younger version of her was cute, like a rabbit. The older version, hot like lava! 

"Nnnrgh~" Ranma grunted, unable to hold it anymore as he felt his release. "There we go. How do you feel?"

"Like I'd been fucked by a total stud!" Haniko smirked. Then she produced a coin, put it to his forehead, and - "How do you feel now?"

The answer was obvious if you took a good look down. He was erect again. In a room full of six hot girls desperate for a shot of his dick. No doubt about it. Curse or not, he was a man among men! Ranma stood there, tall and proud, erect and ready to go another round - and another, and another, and another! As Haniko absorbed the perverted energy around her, she could easily channel it back into Ranma's body, functionally giving him nearly infinite sexual stamina!"

"Alright ladies!" he clapped his hands eagerly, then flexed a muscle. "Your manly, hunky studmuffin is ready for another - "

A pillow hit him in the face. Hurled by Akane, of course.

"Dummy, we'll get to you when we're finished!" she huffed. A reminder that, despite being a man among men, surrounded by really hot girls, he really did not have as much say here as he might like to think.