Subject: [FFML][fanfic][lemon] Female Fiances' Fun [and I *mean* LEMON!]
From: Sebastian Weinberg
Date: 5/20/1996, 3:39 AM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com


You people are a serious bad influence, you know?  :)

There I was, fully prepared to write the third part of my current
project _Ranko 1/2_ (coming soon to a cinema near you), turning to
the ML to get into the right mood for Ranma fiction and what do I
find?

That's right, LEMON!  Lot's and lots of it.

Is it *my* fault that my tortured mind refused to concentrate on
what I had set out to do but instead dredged *this* from the
bottom of my equally tortured soul?

Yes, it is, but that's not what you want to hear now, is it?
You want to read this story, so here it is:

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                 Female Fiances' Fun
                   (Lemon!  Eeek!)


It was early morning and Ukyou was busy in the back of the
"Ucchan's" Restaurant when a knock came at the door.

"We're closed," called Ukyou, "Please come back later."

"Ukyou, please!  Let me in;  I need your help."

Ukyou frowned.  That voice... Oh, yes, that was Akane's voice.
What would *she* want Ukyou's help for, of all things?

Outside Akane shifted from one foot to the other.  The door half
opened and Ukyou peered out.

"Akane, what is it?"

"Ukyou!" Akane was relieved. "Please let me in.  I have a problem."

Ukyou hesitated for a moment, but then decided that Akane wouldn't
come to *her* if it wasn't something really important.  So she
opened the door completely and stepped aside for Akane who rushed
in and closed the door hurriedly.  She seemed a little out of

"What happened?" asked Ukyou

Akane leaned against the door with her back.  "Shampoo attacked
this morning.  She tried some kind of 'passion spice' again."

"Uh oh!  And Ran-chan is..."

"No, he's fine...  *I* ingested the stuff!"

Ukyou's hand flew to her mouth.  "Oh dear!  And now you're in love
with Ran-chan?  Or someone else?"

Akane blushed.  "Err, It was apparently more of a 'lust' herb..."

She grabbed Ukyou's hands.  "Ukyou, I'm getting hornier by the
minute!  You've got to hold me back when I lose all control!"

Ukyou freed her hand and scratched he head.  "I guess I could help
you, but why did you come to me?"

"You're the only girl I know with enough fighting experience to
stop me if I try anything... stupid.  And I obviously couldn't ask
a boy."

Ukyou covered her mouth again.  "Eeep, no!  Of course."  She
frowned for a moment thinking, then said "Akane, I've got to open
in half an hour and Konatsu will be here soon.  I could put you
into the storage room.  It has got strong walls and can be locked.
That way I can keep an eye on you while doing business."

Akane nodded in acknowledgement.  "But you'd better keep me in
there.  We both have an interest to keep me away from Ranma in
this state."

Ukyou hadn't thought of it that way.  Now that Akane had mentioned
it, she would make *sure* that Akane wouldn't escape.

The store room was a chamber with stone walls that contained
crates and sacks of ingredients for Ukyou's okonomyaki.  The door
had a bar and padlock on the outside.  Ukyou smiled when they went
in and Akane noted the bar.

"It's almost as if it was *built* to imprison people, eh?"

Akane laughed nervously.  "It'd better be."  Her breathing was
ragged already.  "Thanks for doing this for me, Ukyou."

"I believe in fair play.  And I think you'd do the same for me."

She smiled and went out, locking the door.

*And you were quite right when you said we both have an interest
in keeping you away from Ran-chan*, she thought.

Ukyou continued preparing the restaurant for today's business, all
the time listening for escape attempts from Akane.  But the
storage room was quiet.

Konatsu arrived and the two opened "Ucchan's" for business.

*This is going over easily enough*, Ukyou thought standing behind
her griddle preparing the ordered okonomyaki for the customers.
Exactly in that moment she heard a noise from the back.  It
sounded like a crate falling over.

*I should have known that nothing is ever this easy*, she thought
and grabbed her fighting spatula on the way back.

She peeped in through the small window in the door and saw what
had happened.  Akane was lying on the floor, her skirt hitched up
and her panties removed.  She was frantically masturbating, her
fingers making wet noises that Ukyou cold hear by the door.
Behind Akane was the crate that Ukyou had heard fall lying on its
side.  Apparently Akane had rested against it and pushed it over in
the throes of passion.

Ukyou shook her head.  *Oh my!  That stuff is pretty potent.  Is
that Shampoo insane?  If Ranma had eaten what Akane did, there
would be no stopping him.*  She wrenched her eyes from the erotic
sight Akane was displaying and went back to work.

Back in front again Ukyou made sure that there was always
something sizzling on the grill to cover up any moans escaping
from the back room.

                            ----

Everything went well for the next three hours.  Ukyou regularly
checked on Akane, hoping that the effect would let up soon, but
there was no sign of it.  She had to admire Akane's energy and
acrobatic prowess, though.  *I'm beginning to see what Ranma sees
in her - she *is* cute, sexy even, when she allows herself to let
go...*

It was after these three hours that Konatsu aproached her.

"Ukyou, we seem to be out of flour and the yakisoba are running
out, too.  I'll go get more from the storage room, shall I?"

Ukyou's gaze jerked up from the grill.  She had only been half
listening until the last sentence alarmed her.

"No!  Err, I mean: you wait on the customers - I'll get the
flour."

Konatsu shrugged.  He was used to hard work, but If Ukyou wanted
it this way...

*Idiot*, Ukyou scolded herself.  *Should have thought of checking
whether we need something from the store room before I put her
in.*

She looked in through the window.  Akane was almost completely
naked now and covered in sweat.  She was still masturbating with
what appeared to be a wooden dildo.  *Where did she get that?*
Ukyou wondered.

Carefully, her eyes on the moaning and pumping Akane, Ukyou opened
the door.  There was no reaction from Akane, who seemed to be
absorbed with what she did.  Ukyou silently went over to the flour
sacks.

On her way there she found out where Akane's wooden helper came
from.  *The broom!  She has snapped the rounded end off the
broomstick.  This looks like it was cut - she did that with her
hands?!*  She looked over to the mewling and moaning Akane.  *No
wonder she wanted someone with fighting experience to guard her.*

She picked up a sack of flour and sneaked past Akane to the door.

Suddenly She heard a rush, tried to turn, but it was too late.

Akane *glomped* on to her with frightening speed and power.
Ukyou's arms were pinned to her side and the sack of flour went
flying off towards the door.  It hit and the door slammed shut.
Both could hear the door locking with a click.

"Akane, let go!"

"Not right now."  Akane had locked Ukyou in an embrace from
behind, her head resting on Ukyou's shoulder.

"What do you want?"  Ukyou struggled to break free, but with her
arms pinned she couldn't get the leverage.

"I can't go on like this.  I need someone to help me..."

"I'll see if I can get someone - but you've got to let me go."

"I think you don't understand what I mean." whispered Akane.

Ukyou's eyes widened when she felt Akane's tongue touching the rim
of her Ear.  Akane pressed herself to Ukyou's back as close as
possible and continued to trace Ukyou's Ear with the tip of her
tongue, breathing heavily.

"Akane!  What are you doing."

"I won't let *any* boy near me while I'm like this.  But I still
need someone to hold..."

"And you suggest I take that place?  No way!"

"If you don't help me now, I'll knock you out and go for Ranma.
Do you think that *anything* could prevent our marriage if we meet
while I'm in this state?  I'm serious."

"That's Blackmail!"  Ukyou knew that Akane was right.  If Ranma
met her now, there was no way he wouldn't end up having sex with
Akane.  And then their parents would have a handle to force them
into marriage with lightning speed.

"I know," said Akane who had begun kissing Ukyou's cheek and neck,
"But If I don't get relief soon, I'll go insane."

"What?!"  Ukyou turned her head around to face Akane.  "You mean
you didn't come yet?"

Akane tried to kiss Ukyou on the lips, but Ukyou turned away
again.  Akane sighed.

"No, I didn't.  I think under the influence of this herb it's
impossible to reach orgasm on your own."

Ukyou sagged.  "All right.  I promise to help you - but no tricks,
you hear me?"

"Oh, *thank you*!" Akane exclaimed.  She spun Ukyou around and
embraced her again from the front before she could clear her head.
This time Ukyou's arms were free, though.

For a moment Ukyou considered striking Akane over the head, but
then she noticed something.

Akane was sobbing.

She wasn't sure whether it was relief or something else that
prompted Akane to quietly cry on her shoulder, but in that moment
it was clear to Ukyou that she would help Akane.  *I promised her.
I can't let her down now.  She needs my help.*

Slowly, a little unsure what to do, Ukyou embraced Akane back and
then began stroking the girl's short hair.

After a while Akane stopped her silent sobs and just held Ukyou
close to her.  When Ukyou felt Akane's arms loosening she pulled
out and held Akane before her.

Akane sniffled a bit and her cheeks were wet.  "You are really
going to help me?"

Ukyou smiled at her.  "Yes.  We will make something comfortable to
lie down on from the wheat sacks here and then we'll get this out
of your system."

Akane raced over to the wheat sacks and began pulling them to the
middle of the room where Ukyou arranged them into something
resembling a matress.  When they were done Akane lay down on them
and Ukyou brandished the makeshift dildo.  Akane shivered in
anticipation and spread her legs wide.

Ukyou cowered down between Akane's thighs and eyed her vagina
closely as she brought the ersatz penis close to it.  She started
by stroking the wood along Akane's thighs which made the girl moan

"Gee, Akane, you worked yourself quite thoroughly."  observed
Ukyou at the sight of Akane's blood-engorged outer lips that were
already spread wide open in anticipation of the intruder.

"Uh-huh", nodded Akane open-mouthed, humping her hips up against
the dildo when Ukyou finished a stroking motion at the inner edge
of Akane's left thigh.  "I'm *ready*, Ukyou!  Put it in already.
Don't tease me; I'm horny enough as it is."

"You *are*," said Ukyou when she spread Akane's petals further
with the index and middle finger of her left.  The wetness
dripping from the girls sex could not be overlooked.

Slowly she brought the rounded tip of the broomstick end towards
Akane's entrance and pushed it against the opening.  Akane reached
down and in one smooth motion pushed it inside herself.  Ukyou was
a little shocked, but began pumping it in and out now.

"See, I told you, Aaah, that I was ready.  Aaahh.  I had it in me,
Yes!, when you came here, didn't I?  Yes, like that!"

"Hey, it's not as if I do this every day.  I wanted to make sure I
don't hurt you."

Akane raised her head and grinned at Ukyou.  "Dou you mean to
imply, Unnh,  that *I* do this every day?"

Ukyou grinned back.  "Hey, what do I know?  You live under one
roof with Ran-chan - everything is possible."

"Ooooh!  That reminds me,  Yes!, we'd better learn, Aaah, learn
something from this.  Do that again!  Yes!  We will need it if one
of us, Aaah, is to marry Ranma!"

Ukyou froze for a moment.  "I never thought about it that way..."

"Hey, don't stop!  Aaah, thanks!  Ahhh!  I mean it.  That boy,
Nnnh, is a cold water *magnet*!  Nnnng!  I'd bet he would manage,
Aaah, to get splashed on the wedding night right, Yes!, right
before climax."

Ukyou giggled.  "That would put a damper on things, I can imagine"

"Unless of course, mmmm, one has *this* little, oooh, little
helper handy by the be... bedside."

"That's *my* broom!  I mean was."

"Heh, if you need it, Yay!, need it that much, mmmm, then keep it.
We have our ow.. own brooms at the dojo."

"Why, make fun of me, will you?"  teased Ukyou.  "I could stop
this, you know."

"No!  No, please dont stop."

"Don't worry.  I just have to rest my arm for a moment.  I'll
continue with my left."  Ukyou changed hands on the handle and
resumed pumping the moaning and humping Akane with her left.

Her right hand was completely wet from Akane's gushing fluids and
she wiped it off at the front of her tunic.  As the cloth went
taut over her breasts she noticed that both her nipples were erect
and sensitive.  The sight of the horny Akane writhing before her
begging to be done turned her on, Ukyou realized, and her breasts
were reacting.

That gave Ukyou a new idea.  She turned the attention of her now
free right hand to Akane's breasts that Akane was busy kneading
and pressing.  Ukyou pinched Akane's left nipple and Akane howled!

Ukyou smiled at the reaction and changed her position to kneeling
at Akane's left side so that she could continue pumping the dildo
in and out of Akane's gaping, grasping hole while gaining easier
access to her swollen, sensitive breasts.

Akane lost the power of speech for the next few minutes, until she
finally reached out and halted Ukyou's pumping arm.

"Let... let me change... positions"

With a sucking noise the wooden prick slid out of Akane and she
turned over onto her stomach.  While Akane hoisted herself onto
all fours and turned so that her open sex pointed towards Ukyou,
Ukyou herself mused over her own feelings.

There was no denying the fact hat she enjoyed what they were
doing.  Her nipples were fully erect, her panties rather wet and
she caught herself being envious of Akane for hogging the wooden
erection.

She sighed and went to work on Akane again.  She was surprised to
see that the broomstick end went in a lot deeper from this
position.

For ten minutes all that Akane uttered were unintelligible moans,
sighs and purrs.  Then she gasped "This is so *good*!  I needed
that all along, but I just couldn't reach it on my own.  I needed
someone to touch me, someone I could hold."  She slid away from
the dildo in Ukyou's grasp and turned.  "Please, Ukyou.  Let me
hold you."

"But... but... I can't go on with this,"  she waved the wood, "if
you hold me."

"You don't need to." supplied Akane.  "Just lie down on me and put
your leg between my thighs"

"You are certainly inventive." grinned Ukyou as she put the
broom end away and complied with Akane's wishes.

She lay down on the other girl's athletic body - breast to breast,
hip to hip - and parted her legs, letting one slide down between
Akane's gaping thighs.  Immediately Akane began humping up her
pelvis, rubbing the furrow of her sex along the cloth of Ukyou's
trousered leg.

As Akane began to gasp at the feelings the cloth evoked from the
bud of her clitoris, Ukyou couldn't help but notice that her own
arousal was being furthered by this position, too.  Akane had
instinctively raised her leg beneath Ukyou's vagina and Ukyou
could feel it through her panties each time Akane humped up to
meet her hips.  Also the fact that both their breasts were
grinding against each other's was doing its share do make Ukyou's
breathing ragged.

Akane was whimpering and mewling, her eyes closed, her mouth open.
She couldn't see that Ukyou's face tensed, too, and didn't notice
that the other girl fell into the rhythm of thrusting and grinding
hips.

When finally her climax aproached, sending shivers through Akane's
body to announce its impending explosion, Akane arched her back and
pressed Ukyou hard to herself.

"Oh, Ukyou, I'm... Nnnnnyaaaaaahhh!"

Her hips shot up and she pressed her crotch against Ukyou's as her
juices flowed freely, dripping onto the wheat sacks beneath and
wetting Ukyou's already slippery trousers.

She slumped a little, breathing hard.  That was when she noticed
that Ukyou hadn't stopped moving.  She opened her eyes.

Ukyou, eyes screwed shut, a look of concentration on her face, was
still rubbing her crotch up and down Akane's thigh.  Only a few
moments later a squeal of joy came from her lips as Ukyou, too,
came.

Akane smiled and pulled Ukyou down in another embrace.  Both
purred basking in the warm afterglow, united by their shared
experience of ultimate love.

Akane stroked Ukyou's back down to her buttocks which she
massaged, making Ukyou moan again.  There she felt the massive wet
spot soiling Ukyou's trousers - their combined love fluids.

"We'd better get you out of these wet clothes." said Akane.

Ukyou didn't move a muscle, but she answered "You haven't got
enough yet?"  Her speech was a little hampered by the fact that
her face was buried in Akane's shoulder.

Akane stretched under Ukyou making a sound like a cat.

"I'm still horny as hell.  I just don't feel that I'm about to
lose my mind anymore."

"Sounds bad enough to me." said Ukyou and pushed herself up to
look Akane in the face.  Her eyes twinkled.  "Back to work."

                            ----

When Konatsu came to look for Ukyou and the flour he opened the
door and found a) a sack of flour right in front of the door and
b) Ukyou and Akane lying inverted upon another busily lapping at
the nectar that was flowing from each other's flower.  He silently
picked up the flour and went back to the restaurant.  Ukyou never
heard a word from him about it, but she noticed in the following
weeks that he was cross-dressing and acting female with increased
fervor again.

*Strange*, she wondered, *I thought he was finally thinking of
himself as a man.*

Ranma never figured out why Akane seemed to blush everytime she
accidentally saw him naked or half-naked in girl form.

*She's been acting this strange for three weeks, now.* he thought.
*Well, at least she seems to be getting along better with Ukyou
these days...*


                      That's all folks.

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This is the first time I wrote lemon fanfic, so my descriptions
are a little repetitive.  I have no doubt that my vocabulary will
expand over time.  :)

As usual, Comments & Criticism highly welcome - especially
corrections of spelling and grammar.


Sebastian
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