Phew, thank goodness for that. The last thing Akane needed was rumours going around about her being a soul sucking sex demon. Now the only one who knew outside her family was the boy sitting on the floor of her room.
The handsome yummy boy who smelled like ice cream. Akane's legs unconsciously rubbed together, and for no reason that could be adequately explained by science or reason the top three buttons of her pajamas came undone.
"Thanks for keeping quiet," Akane said in a voice she didn't realise was husky and hungry. "Are you feeling better now?"
"Yeah, a bit," Ranma replied. He was quite deliberately not looking at her. Which might be for the best really. Akane was quite literally supernatrually sexy right now. Looking at her might risk looking attracted to her, which would lead to problems. Problems like her thinking she was actually sexy to him without weird magic juju. No way he’d think she was hot! "How about you?"
"I'm hot," she said. To Ranma's irritation, little Ranma agreed. In point of fact, little Ranma was nodding its head inside his boxers. "Listen. Why don't you head downstairs and keep Ukyo busy while I wash off this sweat? That should keep things from getting more complicated. The last thing we need is me losing control over my powers, causing you, me, Ukyo and my sisters to engage in a wild passionate orgy that lasts through the night. Our bodies a writhing entanglement of sweaty naked flesh, yearning only for the satisfaction we've denied each other for far, far too long."
Ranma was now as still as a statue. He wasn't even blinking. He was sitting on the floor cradling his knees.
"So? How about it? Do you think you can keep Ukyo occupied while I have a bath?"
"Nnng?" Ranma asked, in a high pitched whine. "Y-Yeah! I can keep Ukyo occupied while you have a bath."
"Okay then!" Akane said. Ranma stayed where he was. "Well? Are you going to head downstairs?"
"Soul of ice, soul of ice, soul of ice..." Ranma repeated like a mantra. Somehow it worked. Or at least, it worked enough that he could reasonably pretend the lump was a crease in his trousers. "Right. I'll keep Ucchan distracted and make sure she doesn't find out you're a sexy, sexy succubus."
The remainder of the buttons popped open on Akane's pajamas. This time Ranma was fortunate enough to get a solid eyeful of this, and hurried out of the room as fast as his legs would carry him. Oh boy! Oh boy! This was going to take some getting used to! Her breasts were a full two cup sizes bigger than normal now, and her hips were wider! She needed to learn how to meld her body properly, before she ended up making her shirt tear open one day.
Akane stood up - and then her pajamas trousers fell down. Guh! Thank goodness that didn't happen while Ranma was still in the room! That kind of thing might have killed him!
There wasn't much else for it. She hauled her trousers up and tied them around her waist - only for the knot to undo basically immediately and oops down they go again. Guh! Nothing else for it, she had to hold them up and while she was at it when did those buttons become undone?
Cue Akane Tendo entering into a never ending cycle of buttoning up her pajama top, her trousers falling down, her hauling them back up, her buttons coming undone and her taking another step. This made her journey to the bathroom a fair bit more precarious than normal. By the time she arrived, the grumbling under Akane's breath had taken on a more traditionally demonic timber.
"Stupid sexy magic trying to make me indecent!" growled a voice born from the very depths of the nigh endless abyss. "Let me wear some clothes!" warned a voice that had crawled, or perhaps oozed into this reality from some hitherto unimagined nightmare dimension.
And, of course, once she was actually in the bathroom her trousers stayed up and her buttons remained closed. Because of course they did.
"Ugh... So much to get used to," Akane pouted, and then began the process of undressing. Somehow this felt more difficult than holding her clothing up. Her pajama top clung to the underside of her chest and somehow end up looking like very brief a crop-top, and her bottoms clung to her butt to call attention to every curve. But she finally managed to toss them off, her wings giving a flap at the freedom.
"Well, might as well see what the damage is," she said. Really, she hadn't had a great chance to take a look at herself. She knew her body had changed, but the full extent of it was -
Woah.
Succubi are not affected by sex magic, unless they so allow it. This prevents them from feeding off one another, and all sorts of other nasty side effects that can easily come about otherwise. Still, they were fully capable of recognising sex appeal when they saw it. In fact, it's somewhat of a talent they have: Recognising and acknowledging how hot a person is.
And baby, Akane's new body was enough to heat up water with skin contact alone. Dip in a pinky and even ice will steam up.
"Woah... This is so weird," Akane gasped, twisting and turning to get a better look at herself. Now, Akane had always been hot. But now with the addition of the ability to make her body perfectly sexy it was like refined Akane. Perfect Akane. Breasts the perfect match for her frame, just big enough to hold. Hips to swing and catch the eye, and a firm rear for easy grip. Even the wings and tail that had popped out somehow accentuated the look.
Akane smoothed her hands out along her hips, then brought them up her waist and then, just before her breasts she stopped and hesitated. Then, with a scowl of determination she cupped herself - then a vision of Ranma's face filled her mind and she let out a sigh.
"S-sensitive," she moaned. Then she shook it off. God knows how, that felt amazing. "How's my muscle mass?"
She whirled around and performed as nice a roundhouse kick as she'd ever done. Hrm. Her body was still basically reacting the same way it did before. Another kick, followed by three punches. Centre of balance was fine. She'd need to get some training equipment to be sure of her strength, but her speed seemed about right. Deep breath. Nothing else for it but to get herself cleaned off.
As Akane rubbed the washcloth along her shoulders, she started to wonder: What was her speciality supposed to be? Apparently she'd done something to Ukyo earlier on, but... She wasn't too sure that was it. There was definitely something else. Something inside her gut. Now, it's important to note that she had no intention whatsoever of actually using this new power of hers. If anything she wanted to learn about it so she didn't use it by accident!
While continuing to rub the accumulated sweat off her body, Akane started to concentrate on that feeling. What was her speciality? Was this it? This strange feeling? It was growing and swelling inside of her like a bubble - and then all of a sudden it burst.
Coincidentally (yeah right) the door to the bathroom opened up at the same moment it burst, and Ranma stumbled inside.
"Akane, what's wro-"
The boy turned stock still. A trickle of blood dripped from his left nostril. The erection in his trousers was so blatant that it could be seen from the moon.
"Get out of here, idiot!" Akane yelled, tossing a bar of soap at him. She seethed, she glowered, she... she... Haaaa.... Haaa.... What was this feeling? It was as if she had finished eating her favourite meal and just now woken up from a long nap in a comfy bed. Holding onto her anger at Ranma right now was about as possible as counting all the grains of sand on a beach.
Then Ranma stepped on the bar of soap she'd thrown and - long story short he was upside down in her cleavage. Yes, that's right. His face was right in her tits, and they were suspending him in the air upside down.
And as if this wasn't bad enough, his erection was patting the top of her head as if she was a dog who had done a good trick.
Needless to say, that anger came roaring back. Much the same way he went screaming out of the bathroom when she punched him out.
"Idiot! Dummy!" Akane yelled. "What the hell?! You knew I was in here!"
"I hear the sound of fighting and got worried!" Ranma yelled back.
“I was testing out my arms and legs you moron! I was worried I'd lost some strength!”
"Well, you didn't! Uncute as ever! Violent tomboy forever!"
Akane hadn't quite figured it out yet, but she'd found her specialty. And it was a doozy, one of the more powerful forms of sex magic: The Perverted Coincidence. The target of the magic is compelled to make a decision that seems reasonable, but leads to perverted consequences without them meaning anything of the sort. One could call it the 'ultimate flirtation magic for the tsundere'.
Indeed, once Akane had slammed the bathroom door closed again, she leaned heavily up against it and took several deep sucking breaths. Given her personality one would think they were angry, furious sucking breaths. But no. There was a smile on her face.
"D-Dummy," she licked her lips hungrily. "D-Don't say things like that right after giving me such a yummy meal."
Her wings flapped and her breathing became rapider, shallower. "Hungry," she whispered to herself. "Soooo hungry! Nnng... No, I shouldn't feed on Ranma. No matter how good he tasted, I should not feed on Ranma's energy."
Behold, the trials and tribulations of a newly awakened Half-Succubus. She had just found the tastiest meal in the world, and found herself wanting to eat it all.
- Dinner proceeds, and Akane keeps accidentally using her new power.
- Ukyo keeps having erotic fantasies about Akane. Maybe the 'yummy meal' Akane is having isn't Ranma?
- Nabiki slips into the bath to give her little sister a little succubus training.
- Something else
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