You know, as jealous as Hiroshi and Daisuke were for Ranma being able to tap Akane Tendo anytime, anywhen, it was due to their own machinations it had come to pass. They couldn't feel too bad about it. The two of them seemed to genuinely like each other. They were also kinda cute together, and besides which they could certainly give those two up given that they were still able to mess around with the other two sisters. If anything, they could easily think of Ranma as a brother in arms.
Even if that wasn't the case, even if all they felt for the boy was jealousy, neither of them were petty or vindictive enough to find themselves face to face with a really cute girl that had murder in her eyes, asking where Ranma was, and for them to go 'thataway', pointing back down the corridor they'd just come from.
No, no. That would be unusual. Cruel, even. In the worst circumstance, they would have only pointed Shampoo that way if she had tricked them, or they'd done so by accident in some way or if she'd scared the ever loving piss out of them.
As it stood? Shampoo was fucking hot. Which could only mean one thing.
"Breast inspectors," Daisuke said, flashing his badge. "Shampoo, was it? New to our country are you?"
"Aiyah!" Shampoo gasped. "You government official? Poo! Shampoo not want kicked out of country... What you want?"
What they wanted was probably best handled somewhere other than out in the open like this. "Um...Best we get you some privacy..." Hiroshi said. "Come with us please."
The two of them headed out around to the school gym. Specifically, the storage shed. Heh. The lock on this thing is old and rusted, they've not replaced it for quite a while. Which makes sense, I mean, who the hell would steal gym equipment? The perfect place for -
"Oh, Ranma, yes, right there, yes, yes!"
For Ranma to be railing Akane doggy style up against a vaulting horse, Akane resting her enormous boobies on top of it and bracing for a good hard dicking, which Ranma was administering in a style best thought of as 'smooth as silk, but as powerful as a jackhammer'.
Naturally, the door closed quickly.
"Did she say Ranma?" Shampoo asked.
"Yes, well, Ranma is also a boy's name," Daisuke quickly interrupted. "Ahem, that was obviously a pigtailed boy, not a pigtailed girl, right?"
"Shampoo suppose so," she mused. "Hrm. But he was ripped. Super handsome and cute. Maybe Shampoo throw match to him, if he strong enough... Shampoo looking for cute husband...."
Alright, so the gym shed was no good. The infirmary? Yes, perfect! Empty, and with a flash of their badge they could send the school nurse elsewhere for a bit while they got to work.
"Alright, let's see your tits," Hiroshi commanded. Shampoo oblged, and - Wow, those were nice boobs. Hiroshi grabbed the right one immediately. "What do you think?"
"I think she is pretty stacked," Daiisuke said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully- then dropping the act and going in for the grope of her left boob. "Good gracious, such a pleasant boob!"
"Heh!" Shampoo said, holding her head up high smugly. "Bigger than local girls, Shampoo bet!"
Well, no, not really. IN no small part thanks to them! Hiroshi pulled away and wrote out his first ticket.
"When someone is groping your chest, they will instantly know the answer to any question asked about yourself."
"Huh? That weird ticket," Shampoo said. "Um. Shampoo no can read it well...?"
"Why do you want to kill Ranma?" Hiroshi asked. Then a moment later - "Ah, I see. Village tradition. Beat you in a fight in front of absolutely everyone after stealing your tournament prize. I think killing him... her! Is overkill, but I can see why you'd be upset."
"What was that thing about marrying the other Ranma?" Daisuke asked. "Oh! So it's different rules for if a guy beats you? Um... Okay? So, uh... Let's say that one of us happened to make you cum so hard you couldn't stand. Would that count?"
Hiroshi watched Daisuke's face. He was trying to keep it straight, but he never could quite manage it. He swallowed nervously. Went a bit pale.
"Well?" Hiroshi asked, while Daisuke rapidly pulled out a ticket. "Would that count?"
Oh. Oh boy! Which led to Hiroshi's next question! "S-So, what would marriage entail then?" He paused for a moment and blinked carefully. "I see. That's... That's quite a lot of sex. Does your village allow polygamy? Ah, allowed but you personally aren't into girls! Hold up, we need to make you bisexual here - Daisuke, a word?"
The two of them stepped away for a moment to confer. In hushed whispers, they spoke amongst themselves.
"I want her."
"Dude, she's a complete freak, she'll break you in half in a day!"
"Yeah, right back at you!"
The two of them scowled at one another. And no wonder! Shampoo is a prime piece of ass. It would have been stranger if neither of them wanted anything to do with her.
But this leads to a tricky situation, doesn't it? After all, it was a question that was bound to come up - how were they going to split the girls they were going to accumulate? Nabiki and Kasumi were certainly on the list here, but Shampoo made things not work out evenly, right?
Did one Shampoo make up both Nabiki and Kasumi? Well... No. No combination of two of them could possibly be matched by just one. Which meant the two of them were in a bit of a bind.
"How about this then?" Daisuke licked his lips. "Uh, you can get Nabiki, and I take Shampoo and Kasumi -"
"Pass!"
"Let me finish! You'd get the next total babe we find."
Hiroshi gave him a look. "I want Kasumi. You can have Shampoo and Nabiki."
"Deal!"
Actually, that worked out perfectly for Daisuke. Kasumi was super hot, but Nabiki did something to tickle him. Not to mention that it would be easier to rail her tight butt at school anytime they wanted.
"Um! Is inspection over? Shampoo got pigtailed girl to track down," Shampoo said.
"No, no, not yet! Not yet!" Daisuke frolicked back over. "Now, let's see, Hiroshi! I was thinking of giving her a boost to size and sensitivity? How does that sound?"
"Sounds like the standard package," Hiroshi rolled on his heels. "How about, 'when a guy grabs her chest, she can't fight, but it only applies to the first guy to grab her chest'?"
"Perfect~" Daisuke sang. "Here you go Shampoo! That's the inspection over with, and now -"
He attempted to grab Shampoo's chest, but even though his hands were inches off them when the inspection ended, her reaction time was superhuman. She'd already slapped him so hard he'd crumpled into the Yamcha pose. No, don't give me that, you know what pose that is.
"W-woah!" Shampoo said, stumbling as she tried to move quickly out of the room. For you see, her chest was indeed undergoing a quite sudden and massive expansion. "What happen here? Shampoo's chest feel heavy all of a -"
Which was right about the time she ran into Hiroshi, toppled into him, and then -
"Aiiiyaaaaaah~"
Squeeze, squeeze~ Here lies Hiroshi, flat on his back, hot Chinese babe with an enormous rack laying on top of him. May he rest in peace.
Or, you know, get himself a hot foreign wife that is a complete freak in bed. Hehehehe! Oh boy, this was gonna be great! A shame he'd have to give up the Tendo sisters to Daisuke now, but this wasn't too bad a deal, huh?
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