Ah, Konatsu (last name unknown, but generally incorrectly assumed to be Kunoichi). What a fascinating character you could have been. From our perspective, Konatsu was introduced a bit too late into the series to have the proper impact. One of the last major arcs before the ending. Indeed, depending on what you count as an arc, Konatsu's whole deal is the third last.
That's not leaving an awful lot of room to develop a character. We get the introduction, and that's about it. His entire existence? To pair the spare. It was beyond obvious by then that Ryoga and Ukyo wasn't gonna happen, not least because Akari existed - in fact, you could say that her appearance in the series makes it very damn obvious - and Rumiko clearly felt the need to give Ukyo someone to have an actual relationship with. Someone that was not Tsubasa.
And so, we have Konatsu. A boy who dresses very convincingly as a girl. Transgender? Questionable, given that Konatsu asserts that he is male during the chapter where Ukyo's sick. But really, it doesn't matter here either way: Konatsu passes for a pretty girl to the point even Ranma and Ukyo couldn't tell until his clothes were burned off.
So, Konatsu is smitten with Ukyo. Easy to see why. Ukyo is very pretty. She's also quite a nice girl, so long as certain berserk buttons haven't been pressed. Easy to see why someone with Konatsu's tragic background would develop an attraction to that Okonomiyaki chef. It's not just the physical aspect mind, it's also the interpersonal at play here.
Thing was, Ukyo didn't really seem to share that attraction. If anything, despite her being generally nice, she was also kinda, how to put it, exploiting Konatsu's labour a bit. His lack of understanding of the value of money was both boon and curse for her. She could get away with paying him peanuts, and he'd be happy as a clam. Thing was, he also cheaped out when making Okonomiyaki. He was otherwise quite competent at it, but he'd use way smaller portions than he should be!
Also, Ukyo was still kinda thinking that she was gonna get with Ranma in the end. Maybe if she'd been present at Jusendo, she'd have felt differently, but - that's another world. Another timeline. It was not this world.
For this was a world where she was riding Konatsu's dick even as we monologue. Pushed him flat to the floor, on top and taking it nice and deep. Like this, there could be no question about their genders. No amount of careful application of tape, no tucking of cloth, no amount of padding could conceal their true nature underneath it all. Not a boy and a girl. A man and a woman.
"Mistress, are you quite sure?" Konatsu gulped nervously. Though his hands were, at present, upon her breasts even as he was asking the question. Groping and fondling them, his fingers subtly shifting position quickly, but noticeably. "We seem to be engaging in intercourse with rising regularity."
"Uh huh!" was Ukyo's answer. Oh dear, the poor thing's brain has turned off the part that makes her human, and seems to have turned her into a rutting beast. Indeed, her hips were powering down like she was stirring batter with them. Particularly stiff batter at that. She had a hand on top of her head to keep herself steady, while her other hand was planted firmly on Konatsu's chest so she could get her grind on good and hard.
It's not Konatsu's fault. Not really. He'd naturally learned quite a lot about the female form as a matter of course over his kunoichi training. He hadn't especially trained in 'fucking women senseless'. It was just something he'd kinda picked up.
A combination, if you will, of hard work and natural talent. Konatsu was simply applying what he had learned in a creative manner. Ingenuity and the ability to adapt are paramount to kunoichi survival, and he is, after all, a genius kunoichi that only appears one time every hundred years.
It also helped that he has a really big dick. You know what gets said, right? It's not the size, it's how you use it? Well, he has the size and knows how to use it.
Thus, he was able to curl Ukyo's toes more or less at his own discretion. While it might seem like she was the one in control right now, and if you asked Konatsu, he'd most assuredly agree... No, he was absolutely the one in the driving seat right now. For he was as selfless a lover as he was a talented one, and -
"Hrnk!"
Oh dear, Ukyo's eyes had crossed. She collapsed on top of the boy, sealing their lips together as she climaxed yet again, and this was more than enough to drive him over the edge. Indeed, so it would be for most boys. It's hard to understate how cute Ukyo is. Toss in the rather intense emotional tie Konatsu had with her and - well, there you go.
"Was that to your liking?" Konatsu asked.
"Oh yeah," Ukyo said right away. She let out a deep breath, and then the two of them almost seemed to switch gender roles, right there and then. "You were great as always, babe."
Ukyo rolled onto her back, and Konatsu rolled over to rest her head upon Ukyo's shoulder. He cradled his body up against hers while Ukyo stared up at the ceiling.
"So, I told Ranma and Akane that they have my blessing," Ukyo said. "It's official - Ranma and I are just friends anymore. I actually don't think it's even possible for me to feel attraction to him as a boy anymore."
"What about as a girl?" Konatsu asked. "His girl form is rather adorable."
Ukyo tilted her head and thought about it for a moment. Probably a lot longer than she intended.
"Fuck," she grumbled. "She is really cute. Uh. You're not checking her out as well, are you?"
"No, Mistress! You're the only girl I look at!" Konatsu said in a panic, which did get Ukyo's attention right away. It's not her fault, you have to understand. Well, no, not exactly her fault. She'd not really been serious with that little comment just now. The issue here is that Konatsu...
Konatsu's not exactly lived a great life up until now. You know the Cinderella story? Well, now imagine that Ukyo was, in essence, the Fairy Godmother and the Prince rolled into one. Got the wicked stepmother and ugly stepsister routine going on. No chance of meeting a Prince Charming, so she wound up getting a Princess Charming instead. Albeit one that is actually very good at passing for a boy.
"Alright, that does it," Ukyo said. "We're getting married."
"Huh?" Konatsu squeaked. "W-Wait, where did this -"
"Konatsu, I don't think you get it," Ukyo said. "I am actually physically addicted to having sex with you. I'm already thinking of how best to get you hard again so I can go another round. Meanwhile you're in desperate need of emotional validation. You're way too insecure for your own good, you're way too passive. You need this emotionally as much as I do physically. So let's get hitched."
"Um, well..." Konatsu burbled, his eyes turning into spirals. "You see, the thing about that is -"
"It's fine, Konatsu. I'll continue running the restuarant, you can still be my cute waitress," Ukyo said. "You know, despite the whole male oriented society, you can take my surname." She stopped a moment. "What is your surname anyway?"
"No, no, that's not the problem!" Konatsu continued to burble. "Uwah, this is proceeding too quickly!"
"I mean, what did you expect when we started fucking?" Ukyo asked, planting a quick sloppy smooth right on Konatsu's neck. "Mmm~ I'd say we're already going at light speed as it is. Just say yes, babe. I'll make you the happiest man -"
"Th-That's really not the problem!" Konatsu interrupted again in a blind panic. "Um! Um! You see, the thing is! I found my parent's wedding rings a while back! I never quite got around to pawning them for some cash."
By which he meant 'a full one hundredth of what they were actually worth'.
"Um, I was going to propose..." Konatsu gulped. "But I wasn't sure when."
Ah. Right. Okay then. So. They were engaged now. Awesome. That was... really awesome.
...
Hey, wasn't this thread supposed to be about Akane and Shampoo merging into the same person? What were they up to right about -
"You like this, don'tcha?" Ranma asked, smacking Shampoo's hot butt. "Uncute and violent as ever!"
"Mmmm, Airen, you're such a dummy~"
Right they weren't up to anything much different right now. Never mind then...
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