Story: Tsundere Thighs

We open on a typical scene in a certain training hall in Nerima. A cute girl with a pigtail, wearing a red silk shirt and black trousers, was hopping around, dodging a flurry of kicks and punches being sent out by another cute girl. This one with short hair in a bowl cut and wearing a white gi.

"Uncute!" the pigtailed girl stuck out her tongue and then ducked under a haymaker, a jab and a roundhouse kick within the space of two seconds. "Unsexy! Can't even kick! Thighs are too thick!"

It must be noted at this time that it would be a rather hard sell to describe Akane Tendo as having any of those qualities. She was cute enough to be the #1 most desired girl at her school, she could kick a dent in a lamppost, and her thighs - if anything - weren't nearly thick enough. Though this may well change in her near future.

"Loudmouthed jerk!" Akane yelled back at her sparring partner. Who was, of course, the cursed form of her fiance Ranma Saotome. "Is all you're going to do all day throw out the same old insults?"

"Why not?" Ranma asked, nonchalantly whipping her head out of the way of every single hit Akane threw her way. Even going to the point of yawning. "They're doing more damage to you than these hits are doing to me!"

"Oh, how wonderful it is to see youth at play!" Soun Tendo bawled from the entranceway. Both Ranma and Akane stopped what they were doing to turn and look at him askew. The pair were immediately suspicious. "Ah! Such enthusiastic martial artists! So desperate to master their craft!"

"Pst, Akane! I think your old man's up to something," Ranma whispered. Akane sharply elbowed her in the ribs.

"Pst, yourself!" Akane huffed. "Daddy, is there something wrong? You don't usually come to watch us train."

"As a matter of fact, there is something I was hoping you might be able to help with," Soun said, wiping at his eyes and almost seeming normal there, which made Ranma even more suspicious. "You see, someone has asked for our assistance. You know old Mister Shimada?"

"The fairground owner?" Akane asked. "Oh, we used to love going there on weekends! Nabiki would trick me into going on the scary roller coasters, Kasumi would learn how to make cotton candy, you and mother would ride the tunnel of love..."

Ranma made a face. Akane ground her ribs into her guts even more into Ranma's ribs. Cue the two of them pulling at each other's cheeks. Ah, young love! Isn't it grand?

"As a matter of fact, this is about the tunnel of love," Soun continued, misty eyed and staring off into the distance. Completely ignoring the fact that his daughter and her future husband were two inches off from starting a catfight. "You see, Mister Shimada has reported a problem he would like our assistance with."

“Didn’t we already go to some love tunnel with Ryoga and Ukyo?” Akane said, “Too bad they broke up though, they looked cute together.”

"Yeah... Maybe Ryoga would calm down if he started dating some chick..." Ranma mused.

"This is a different tunnel entirely," Soun said. "You ride in a cute duck boat through a dark tunnel while romantic music plays, perfume sprays down on you from above... Ah, what memories!"

Ranma made another face, prompting Akane to grab hold of her nose this time. "So what's the problem?" she asked, right before Ranma returned the gesture, then hooked the thumb and index finger of the other hand into either side of her mouth and spread it out as far as he could. Akane tried to bite him, but alas to no avail.

"It seems a ghost has taken up residence," Soun said, finally stepping in to seperate the pair. "It attacks any couple that tries coming through. Of course, they already have an exorcist lined up but they also want a martial arts couple to help out..."

"Got it!" Ranma nodded. "Mousse and Shampoo will be glad to help out!"

"Good luck getting Shampoo to agree to that," Akane interrupted. "Ranma should be fine. He's a couple by himself, after all."

"Jealous 'cause I'm a cuter chick than you are! With less thick thighs, to boot!"

Soun sighed a deep sigh. Oh, young love. It was a wonderful thing to behold. If only there was some of it around here...

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Now we cut to another familiar scene in a certain Furinkan training hall. Two drunken idiots playing shogi. By which I mean, cheating each other at shogi in a really obvious way.

"So tell me Tendo! How did it go with our wayward children!" Genma Saotome chuckled. "Did they take the bait?"

"Eventually," Soun admitted. "They didn't jump to it like I expected them to, but needling their pride a little got them to eventually agree. They'll head into the tunnel with the priestess, and all will be well -"

"Up until the ghost puts a spell of love over both of them!" Genma finished. "That's all it really wanted in the end, wasn't it? The chance to cast its love spell - but it wound up getting stuck in a place that only romantic couples would ever enter! Ahhh, it feels good to help out another soul in its quest to pass on to the great beyond."

The two friends rose their glasses. This time, it seemed as though nothing could possibly go wrong.

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Everything that could have gone wrong had gone wrong.

What had entered the tunnel of love? A boy, a girl and a priestess riding a duck boat. What left the tunnel of love? Two drenched girls who looked very, very cross and a confused priestess. Also the boat was now shaped like a cute fish. For some reason.

"All in favour of never talking about that again?" the priestess asked. Both girls lifted their hands into the air, as did the priestess. "Motion carries. If I never see either one of you again, it would be too soon."

The two girls left the boat, walking right by the owner who was gaping in surprise at the undamaged yet also completely redesigned boat. The pigtailed girl squeezed out some water from her shirt, seeming not to care that people might be able to see her do so. Or how much of her this may allow others to see. The other girl with the short bowl cut seemed content to glower at her companion.

Then Ranma and Akane made it exactly twenty paces before breaking that promise not to talk about that experience, by turning to one another at the same time and yelling "This is all your fault!" in unison at one another.

"My fault?" Ranma asked. "I'm not the clumsy idiot who fell in the water when the ghost appeared!"

"It wasn't because I was clumsy!" Akane countered. "It was because a certain somebody left their empty packet of peanuts on the bottom of the boat!"

"Feh! Whose bright idea was it to go into a tunnel of love with an uncute, sexless -"

Boomf. Badunkadunk. Ranma stopped mid-sentence as a really weird feeling suddenly overtook her. She smoothed her hands down over her waist, then down onto her wet, normally baggy on her girl form trousers.

They weren't baggy anymore. Ranma squeezed her thighs. What in the world? Where did that come from all of a sudden?!

For her part, Akane had not yet noticed and so she rounded on Ranma by yelling "As if I'd want to spend time with a loudmouth jerk like -"

Boomf. Badunkadunk. Now it was Akane's turn to feel the thiccness overcome her out of nowhere. The skirt she was wearing was stretched to maximum capacity. If she breathed wrong, it might tear up the sides at this point.

You see, the ghost hadn't been entirely honest about the spell it was trying to cast. (Well, technically they’d be getting some kind of Love) It was looking to cast the dreaded mystical spell Tsunderthighs upon a young maiden and, well, lo and behold there were two really cute girls who needed a touch more thiccness in their lives.

No longer were they trim, petite young women (well, half a young woman for Ranma). No, now their thighs were as thick as tree trunks, and their hips as wide as a semi-truck. Their waist and chest had gotten thiccer too to match their amazing legs. To create, in simple terms, a pair of thicc brick house babes.

And, alas, what happens when you take two people who are attracted to each other and suddenly make them sexier versions of each other? Well you get a sudden realization that something hot is in front of you and your loins want to get burned.

Akane looked Ranma up and down. She wet her lips. Ranma had... changed. For the better. She was always really cute, but now... "What happened to you?" she asked in a sultry tone, absently running her hand up and down her neck and adjusting her body language reflexively into something a bit more seductive than she may have intended.

"Eh? Me?" Ranma gasped, stepping back and leaning down so she could press her big boobs together underneath her damp shirt, completely unaware she was doing it. "What happened to you?"

This was lust. Mutual, thicc lust. The pair leered at each other in an atypical wanton manner. Both wanted a piece of dat. They wanted it badly. Even so, Akane tore her eyes away from Ranma's thiccness to examine her own more closely.

"Why, you're right!" Akane said, turning a little around and then putting her foot up on a bench. Then she ran her hands along it from knee to thigh. "Look at my leg. You're always calling my thighs too thick. Well, now they're even thicker than before."

"Yeah, they are!" Ranma hungrily stared at the leg. "More meat on the bone."

Then she leaned down and grabbed hold of that thigh, making Akane's eyes flutter and her breath hitch at the contact. "Not too thick," Ranma said, kissing the inside of Akane's thigh. "Soooo sexy!"

And just like that, Ranma activated the cancellation condition for the spell. Ah, what does that mean? Well, it was like a Jusenkyo curse in a way. The activation requirement is cold water, while the cancellation condition is hot water. Right? Well, here it was much the same thing: Behave like a tsundere, get thicc and thirsty. Behave in a dere fashion, go back to normal.

Hence: Girl form Ranma on her knees worshipping Akane's inner thigh. Now, at this point it's worth noting the effect that this had on both of them. For girl form Ranma? Embarrassment. She wasn't half as horny as she was a moment ago... But she also couldn't stop staring at Akane's body. Therefore:

"Ah! S-sorry! Don't know what came over me!" Ranma jumped away from Akane as if she'd touched a hot stove. Even so! Those legs were hot, hot, hot! Ranma tried to look away, but her gaze kept on falling back there as though magnetically drawn.

Because, you see, when transformed by Tsundere Thighs, the victim will find themselves not only insatiably horny, but also quite irresistible to the one they are tsundere towards. Which should give you a good clue of how Akane was taking this right now.

That is to say, total confusion. Oh no! She'd been drooling over Ranma's girl form, while her body was changed like this?! And she'd even let Ranma k-kiss her inner thigh! She took several short sharp breaths and looked Ranma over. Cute, but there was something missing. Oh gosh, why couldn't she keep her thoughts straight all of a sudden? And she meant that with both meanings of straight! And why did Ranma change back when she was still in this weird new form?!

"L-let's get home and change out of these wet clothes," Akane mumbled. Then she spun around and tried her best to march off home. Dimly aware of what, precisely, Ranma was staring at the entire way home. Which didn't bother her. But it bothered her that it didn't bother her.

1. En route home, Akane accidentally deres and turns back to normal.
2. Surprise Shampoo encounter!
3. Ranma ends up Tsuning Ryoga.
4. Nabiki quickly works out the curse's specifics and has <i>fun</i>.
5. Something else