Story: FBI 1/2

 

Giving Nabiki Tendo some form of magical power is a risky business. It's funny, actually, to think of it now - She's one of those characters that, given some form of magical artefact or other, it might be interesting to see what she does with it... but she never actually gets the chance, does she? One time, she was the victim of the love umbrella, and that was an amusing moment - But that was rather against her own volition, wasn't it?

Well, now she was returning to class with a bit of swagger in her step. Bouncing the little badge in the palm of her hand, a thoughtful expression on her pretty face. 

The badge gleamed in her hand, a small, innocuous-looking thing; Polished metal framed around an embossed symbol whose meaning only a few people in the school could claim to understand. To anyone else, it might’ve looked like a novelty trinket. In Nabiki’s possession, however, it felt like a weapon. A legal one. A sanctioned one. And therefore, a far more dangerous one.

She weighed it carefully on her palm, watching it rock back and forth as if trying to assess the badge’s value in yen, reputation, leverage, and potential chaos. It was all there, swirling delightfully in her mind. Nabiki Tendo was many things, but she was not irresponsible. She would follow the rules. She always followed the rules. Following the rules was how she found the loopholes while staying out of trouble. Some people called her a karma houdini, but no, really she was just careful about it.

And now she had the power to inspect and manipulate breasts to her heart's content

Alright, that's overplaying it a little bit. She can't just do it if it goes against either Hiroshi or Daisuke, for example, and there were other rules in place saying what she could and could not do. All the same, looking down at her own much larger chest, several ideas were coming to mind. Rather wonderful, fun ideas~

"Is all well with you, Nabiki Tendo?" said her seating neighbour, Tatewaki Kuno. "When you have that grin upon your face, suffering usually comes my way."

"Oh, looking at my face, were you?" Nabiki asked, thrusting out her chest in his general direction. "My, my. You must be in a foul mood~"

"Hrmph!" Kuno turned up his nose. "After beholding the fair Akane begin to date with that pigtailed ruffian, my heart is in tatters. I had thought to enjoin with the adorable pigtailed girl that I had seen on campus over lunch, but -"

"Don't bother," Nabiki interrupted. "She's taken as well."

"Indeed, that girl Shampoo informed me of the curse," Kuno grumbled darkly. "At first I did not believe it, but when she used her authority to make it clear, I could only acquiesce."

Gosh, he's using the big boy words today isn't he? Anyone else might feel sorry for him. Having his heart broken in the same day, learning that Akane, the former hottest and most desired girl in school, was now dating a boy who became the new hottest girl in school, that must be quite the blow. To him, and to the other boys as well.

"Hrm..." Nabiki mumbled to herself. "Tell you what. If I find you a cute girlfriend, how about you give me... 300,000 yen?"

That's a couple of thousand USD, incidentally. Kuno balked for a moment, that's a hefty sum!

"Tsk!" Kuno sneered. "If you can find me a suitably cute girlfriend before I can, then certainly! However, if we break up within two weeks, I shall demand a refund."

"No breaking up and immediately getting back together, or anything like that!" Nabiki warned. "I can make it go badly for you if you try to cheat me like that!"

"Then I shall return it to you as well!" Kuno replied. "If you cheat me, I shall enact revenge. This is not the purchase of some photographs or a paltry favour, Nabiki Tendo! You are asking a considerable sum of money to exchange hands here!"

"Of course, of course," she replied lightly, waving her hand as though brushing aside a cloud of incense. "Two full weeks of genuine romantic engagement. No staged drama, no temporary breakups, no loophole acrobatics." Her grin deepened. "And likewise, no petty vendettas if you get cold feet halfway through."

"Then you have a deal!" Kuno replied. Perfect. It should not be too difficult to figure out a way to use this badge to set him up with some girl or other. Just take a look around, find some single girl in Furinkan, give her bigger boobs and then -

Clong! Her body went rigid. "The use of your authority is permitted for this purpose," her own mouth said, while nobody around her reacted. "However, the partner you select must be suitable for dating Tatewaki Kuno even without your use of authority."

Guh... Stupid rules! This was probably to stop her from taking financial advantage or something like that. Guh! Could she at least, for example, set up a business giving girls bigger boobs?

"You may, for a fair price. But first, you must meet your initial obligation - find a girl to date Tatewaki Kuno. You will know her when you meet her."

Good, just what she needed. Nabiki slouched down on her desk and grumbled to herself. Urgh... She could really do with Daisuke's dick inside her right now. Sometimes, it seems, even caution isn't enough!

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On the other side of things, Shampoo is someone we've seen take advantage of magical trinkets quite regularly. Perhaps her thinking was a bit more careless than Nabiki. Perhaps she was a touch more reckless. Or was it confidence in herself? In her intelligence, in her physical capability?

Whatever the case might be, Shampoo was here for a reason. She was supposed to kill Ranma. Finding out about the curse changed little, it only meant she had to kill girl Ranma. Boy Ranma was spoken for, much to her annoyance, and she herself was Hiroshi's little fuckpal. Which was actually kind of alright by her as it gave her tremendous authority and influence, and the sex felt really, really nice.

In any event, Hiroshi was in class right now. Since Shampoo had nowhere else to go, she sat in his lap for the duration of class, her eyes focused like lasers on her targets. Who were still making out.

Oh, those two had it bad for each other. They'd kept off each other for about a minute before jumping back on, fooling around in the middle of class while everyone else ignored them. In all honesty, Shampoo felt jealous. And horny. Hrmph! A real shame that Ranma boy was wasting his time on that girl, when he could be with a real warrior!

It was a shame in another sense, as well. She was pretty sure that if she took male Ranma back home, explained the curse to her great grandmother, then she'd have been okay to marry Ranma instead of kill him/her. That would be better, right? Right! Much, much better to marry than kill. Shampoo might be okay with destroying the obstacles that came in her way, but she didn't kill for the sake of killing.

Still, watching these two made Shampoo feel like she was watching the two of them try to suck the soul out of each other's bodies. It was too, too annoying for her! Alright. Those two were an item because the bosses had ordered it, yes? Shampoo could not countermand that.

But! What if she made... additions to it? No countermanding, no undoing their command, merely... Recontextualising it a little.

"By the way?" Shampoo whispered. "Do you know what would be really hot?"

"Huh?" Hiroshi whispered back.

"Lesbian threesome," Shampoo whispered. "Me, Akane, girl form Ranma."

Ding! She could tell that the very idea of it was appealing to him. Well, of course it was. Actually, it was appealing to Shampoo as well. She wriggled and writhed around in Hiroshi's lap, eager to let him watch the three of them fuck, right in front of him - 

Especially because it would give her a little more leeway with the kind of orders she could give those two. Potentially leading to Shampoo getting what she really wanted and needed out of this mess. A chance. A loophole. A means towards her own happiness.