Yes, Merry Christmas MLer's and PaPa Geens got something for you
straight from the loins!!
A Split Personalities Christmas Special [Lemon]
A Ranma 1/2 fanfic and Split Personalities Prologue
"Merry Fukin' Christmas" by the LOVABLE HUGGABLE GEEN
"HOHOHOOOO!!! The night is mine!!" A small sleigh
appeared over the moonlight, a familiar sight to Americans,
however, there were no reindeers pulling this sleigh across
the sky. Instead, flying above it was a white duck, ropes
wrapped around its head and body, holding the sleigh up in
the sky.
"Quack!! Quack!!" The duck quacked miserably and the
sleigh began to drop.
"Mousse, you weakling!!" Happosai snapped the long
whip he was holding against Mousse's bottom. The duck
quacked loudly and flapped to no avail. It was too tired.
The sleigh dropped to the snow covered ground. "Oh well,"
said Happosai as he grabbed the tired duck and shoved him
into a bag, "but you'll make a fine Christmas dinner!!
HOHOHO!!"
The duck quacked miserably, too tired to fight.
"Oh well, your turn," said Happosai opening another bag
and reaching his hand in and pulled out a small black pig.
He tied the pig up in another rope and tossed it squeeling
into the streets in front of him. The pig turned around and
berated him with a series of grunts and squeels. "Shut
up!!" Happosai snapped the whip against the small pig.
The whip connected right under the pig's tail and with
a painful squeel, the pig ran away from the sleigh and was
stopped short by the rope connected to the sleigh.
"Pull, damnit! Pull!!" Happosai snapped the whip
several times painfully against the pig, who began to
desperately pull on the sleigh. Eventually the sleigh began
to move slowly across the ground, and slowly gained
momentum. "HOHOHO, that's the way, Ryouga. That's giving
it the ol' Christmas spirit!!"
The pig ran down the street and turned right when
Happosai snapped the whip next to it's left ear, scaring it
to turn. Using this way, Happosai lead Ryouga down the
correct path toward the Tendo dojo. They soon reached the
front of the house.
"OK, your turn again," said Happosai throwing Ryouga
back into his bag and pulling Mousse out again. "Fly, FLY,
FLY!!!" Happosai cruely snapped the whip against Mousse and
soon they were above the Tendo roof. "What a surprise my
darlings will get tonight!! I'll see Akane and Ranko
wearing these tonight." Happosai held up two bras in each
hand. "Although I'll have to give the bigger one to Ranko."
"OLD LECH!!" A body cloaked in darkness fell out of
the sky and connected with Happosai, foot first. Happosai
flew over Nerima still holding both bras. Ranma stood up in
the small sleigh, standing straight and sticking out his
chest, holding his fist tightly in the air. For some reason
he was wearing a Santa coat with the sleeves torn off and a
Santa hat. "That'll teach you," said Ranma.
"Quack, Quack!!" Mousse desperately flapped his wings
but Ranma was too heavy and the sleigh slipped sideways
dropping Ranma toward the Tendo's back pond.
"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh," Ranma obviously wasn't looking
forward to hitting the ice and cold water of the pond.
CRACK!!!
Ranma smacked head first into the pond breaking through
the thick layer of ice on top. A couple of seconds and
bubbles later, he jumped out yelling and ran back into the
Tendo home. Zooming back into his room, he quickly wrapped
himself in a blanket and rubbed his cold arms. He flinched
as a stab of pain came from the top of his head. Reaching
his arm around he delicately probed his head and winced, he
had touched a large bruise that felt like it was still
growing.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Ranma could hear his father
downstairs laughing. They were having a small Christmas
dinner and Kasumi had cooked a large chicken, some noodles
and other good stuff. Ranko and Ukyou were eating over too.
"I guess its time for me to go down," he said and slowly
stood up and walked out, heading toward the stairs.
"Ah!! Ranma!! Come, sit down and eat!!" Soun made
some room for him sliding a bit to the left.
Ranma sat down, still holding his head.
"Oi, Ranma, what's wrong?" His other half looked
questioningly at him, trying to peer at his lowered face.
"Ah, that old fart was doing something crazy again
and..." Ranma stopped as he looked up at his other half.
"Huh?" Ranko saw something quite strange flicker
across Ranma's features. Before his face was glum, then a
strange queer grin came across his features for a split
second, and then a serious gloomy look took over his
features, his eyes dark and lids thinned, eyebrows slightly
drawn and lips pressed tightly together.
Ranma stopped and could feel something rushing up over
his body, hot blood rushing straight to his brain passing by
his face. He straightened his back without wanting too and
with his face slightly down looked up with his eyes only
peering at his other half across the table.
Seeing this Ranko asks, "What's wrong, Ranma?"
Ranma couldn't understand what his body was doing but
he suddenly found himself standing, still with that somber
expression. And again, he suddenly found himself talking.
"Ranko, we need to talk. Come with me."
"Huh? OK. Ukyou, I'll be right back."
"Sure!" Ukyou gently let go of Ranko's hand and
watched them both leave.
Ranko entered ahead of Ranma into the dojo. Ranma
closed the dojo's door as he entered. He suddenly grabbed
Ranko's hand.
"What!? What are you doing?" All of the sudden Ranko
found herself on the floor, Ranma's hand now feeling her
breast through the sweater, his mouth suddenly covering
her's, tongue invading and pillaging the inside of her
mouth.
Ranko couldn't help but moan for a second then realized
what was occuring and whacked him across the face with a
fist. Ranma landed on his back several feet away and sat up
staring at her, legs spread out in front of him.
"What's wrong with you!!" Ranko stood up and stared at
him. His face was now empty of all intelligence, instead
there seemed to be a craving hungry look to it and indeed,
Ranko could see a bit of saliva begin to drip out of the
corner of Ranma's mouth. All of the sudden Ranma was in
front of her again, almost drunkenly trying to kiss her, one
hand feeling her breast again easily finding the rise of her
nipple and pinching it and the other hand rubbing in-between
her legs. Ranko was surprised at Ranma's speed and at first
only tried pushing him away but then easily flipped him over
her head against the ground. Ranko panted and could feel a
drop of sweat slide down the side of her face, she was
getting worried. Ranma hadn't made a sound when he hit the
ground. Her arms were still attached to Ranma's, crossed
from the throw, and even now Ranma was peering up at her
with the same hungry, yet unmalicious, look. Even now his
arms were still jerking in the direction of her breasts and
she could hardly hold onto them. Ranko rubbed her legs
together, she knew what Ranma wanted. Its been almost a
year since one had become two and she had suffered the
change and humiliation that had come from that split. The
two halves had even made love, no! sex a couple of times.
Only calming the physical passion between the two. Since
that first week though, neither have ever looked at each
other that way and feel any form of physical attraction more
than the norm. Yet the more Ranma looked up at her now, and
the more Ranko looked into his wanting eyes, the more she
could feel the blood rushing through her body. She could
feel the sweater uncomfortably rubbing against her breast,
she could feel the tightness of her pants and how if she
moved a particular way, they rubbed against the insides of
her legs and that too felt incredibly good. She could feel
the strength that lay in Ranma's hands through hers and that
too, for some reason, felt good. Her arms weakened and
Ranma's arms grabbed her breasts and began to massage them
with no particular rythme. Ranko moaned from the sudden
shocks of pleasure and fell to her knees allowing Ranma to
easier feel her. Ranma's hand reached underneath the
sweater and the shirt beneath it to rub her large breasts
through her bra, which several weeks ago Ranko consented at
last to wear. Ranko closed her eyes, to better concentrate
on Ranma's hands, she placed her's above his, following the
same motions he was making. Then she slid her hands from
his hands to his arms, feeling the strong muscle tense and
untense as they squeezed the muscles in his hand. She
brought her hands down to his pants and pulled it down,
pulling the front out to get over a rather stiff
obstruction. Both now were upright on their knees but Ranko
then bent her head and back down and slowly engulfed Ranma's
dick with her mouth. Ranma made a sudden questioning sound,
like a dog makes after lightly bumping into a glass door,
and then began to breathe heavier and brought his arms
around to more comfortably squeeze her tits.
Ranko brought her arms up and grabbed hold of Ranma's
and brought them behind her back towards her bra. Ranma
looked questioningly at her and fiddled with the bra and
made another strange noise. Ranko realized that he wasn't
able to get anywhere and she took off the bra herself,
taking sweater and shirt off, throwing all to the side.
Ranko again lowered her face and swallowed Ranma's shaft and
Ranma again brought his arms around to feel her large
breasts, which were now hanging and slightly swaying.
Feeling her smooth skin in his hands and her hot mouth
tightly grippin his pole, Ranma smiled broadly as if he was
in seventh heaven and perhaps he was.
Actually, now reader, the author will depart for a few
sentences from this lovely description of lewd oral sex and
will now try his utmost to describe exactly what the fuck is
going on in Ranma's head. It is now mostly agreed that much
of the human body's functions are controlled by chemicals in
the human brain. This could explain much about human
behavior. It could easily explain why two humans, totally
dependant on each other one year, the next year, their worst
enemies. It could also explain schizophrenia. An imbalance
of said chemicals in that particular human's head and now
can almost be solved by giving that human the chemicals he
or she lacks. Now, the author needed an excuse to start
this jolly lemon fest and he has found one. Ranma bumps his
noggin' and all of the sudden finds his sexual hormones and
chemicals runnig amok and taking over his body leaving his
intelligence and rational behind. These sexual hormones and
chemicals are willing to match with any other females thus
the release of pheromones attracting any female in close
range, disarming them of their fidelity. Yes, the author is
indeed a sick man and if the reader were an intelligent
rational being, he would have stopped somewhere after the
fifth paragraph. However, if the reader is indeed reading
this right now, then you are a sick mother-fucker and
welcome to the club. Please, read on and enjoy and have a
MERRY FUKIN' CHRISTMAS!!
Back in the Tendo living room Ukyou was getting lonely.
She suddenly got a strange premonition, actually she was
just looking for an excuse, and suddenly stood up, excused
herself, and went looking for Ranko.
Who was now eagerly sliding her head up and down
Ranma's stiff penis and was frantically trying to get her
pants off. Taking her mouth off Ranma's dick, she shoved
him down on his back and managed to get her pants off,
easily slid her panties off and then quickly placed her legs
on both sides of Ranma's hips and began to slowly lower
herself down. Ranko was shivering. For the past several
months, the only thing that has entered her has been Ukyou's
tongue. She stared underneath her in fear and longing at
the large stiff pole and gulping and panting, she finally
brought her pink wet puffy lips down to touch the top of
Ranma's penis. Then holding her breathe, she pushed
slightly and firmly down and suddenly Ranma's head was
engulfed. Ranko gasped in pain and could go no further
down. She suddenly found herself shivering and shaking, she
tried in vain to stay up but the rocking pains of pleasure
kept shooting through her body and she could keep her legs
locked no more and suddenly dropped herself totally down,
her pussy swallowing Ranma's entire length in a split
second. She suddenly screamed as Ranma's eyes rolled up.
"What's that!!" Ukyou ran towards the dojo and slid
the door open and jumped inside to watch as her love, Ranko,
yelled and moaned, eyes clenched tight, as her body wracked
with convulsions and shakes, as if the yells themselves were
crashing against her, her legs tightly squeezing Ranma's
hips.
Several thoughts raced through Ukyou's mind as she
stood there dumb, neither partner recognizing her presence.
At first, there was anger that was almost immediatley
stalled by some form of understanding. Ukyou could never be
truly angry at her lover, her absolute dependence on their
coexistence didn't allow it. Ukyou also remembered that all
three of them have had enjoyed physical pleasure together
and as Ukyou remembered this the anger returned. Has she
not been Ranko's sole and only partner for months now!?
Have they not exchanged sacred vows of love and passionate
kisses!? That time of silliness and exploration was long
gone and taken over by something deeper and more sacred.
Wasn't it? Then sadness came over Ukyou as she watched her
partner contort again and again and scream again and again.
Then for some reason she remembered a time long ago, two
children, who have yet to discover a physical difference
between themselves, laugh and play together. And then the
sadness and anger when they were seperated. And then she
found herself remembering the first time she found that
childhood friend again and the mixture of anger and
happiness that had confused her then as it confuses her now.
All these emotions and memories flickered through Ukyou so
fast, she had no time to absorb them. Instead, she turned
and slowly began to leave, still hearing the small screaches
and yells that she had so many times heard before. The same
noises she had so enjoyed being the cause of.
Ukyou turned around at the door to close it and found
herself face to face with a drooling Ranma and found her
breasts being fondled too. "Ranma," she exclaimed and
looked immediately for Ranko who was lying comfortably on
the hard wooden floor of the dojo. Suddenly she found
Ranma's mouth over hers and one hand feeling her butt. Her
emotions, now even more cluttered with physical feelings,
left her brain empty of all physical movement and Ranma took
advantage as Ukyou stood dumb and still, still attached to
his lips, as if she were hanging only by them.
Ranma broke the kiss and led her by the hand, like a
kid leading his mother to a new discovery, to Ranko's
relaxed body. Ranko smiled up at Ukyou who for some reason
smiled lightly back and then moaned as Ranma grabbed her
breasts again and clumsily pulled her pants down.
She closed her eyes as Ranma pushed her down to her
knees and moaned as he breathed harshly against the back of
her neck and gently slid one hand down from her breasts to
pull free the string that held her shirt closed. She could
feel his powerful mandhood erect despite the amount of
flowing mixed whiteness and clearness that smoothly oozed
out of Ranko's open legs and YES! she could feel it rub
against the naked cheeks of her buttocks and she pushed
slightly back as she placed part of her weight on her hands
and locked them straight as Ranma continued to feel each
breasts one by one with one hand and continued to slowly
bring his other hand down her stomach to the light curls of
her hairs and down as she shivered down ever so slowly down
until at last he pressed ever so softly against the top ends
of her hot open lips, so softly as if it were a breeze, and
she found herself rocking, her arms shivering, and once she
lost her balance with one arm but quickly straightened it
again and waited for his grand entrance, still shivering
despite the heat that warmed her and suddenly YES! she felt
the top part of him press against the now puffy tight lips
and could tell already that she was ready and then YES! he
finally seperated the lips, wider and wider, until they
suddenly snapped closer, but not closed, the rest of him was
still waiting to enter and YES!, she could feel the hardness
and smoothness of his top dig slightly deeper and then feel
it retreat slightly and dig again deeper and each time YES!
sending such awesome waves of passion that she could not
help but scream and suddenly grip a familiar soft body that
had suddenly come in front of her and lick at those OH so
familiar legs and lick higher and further up those legs to
where they meet and YES! she could feel that larger top of
his reach in longer again and the less but hardly
insubstantial part of him keep the entrance from closing and
she could YES! feel more and more of her get wetter and
wetter and could feel it even tickle her as her cum slid
like tears down her legs and she screamed and YES! her lover
in front of her was now screaming and each and every time
she brought her tongue up to that point and lightly circled
it and sucked it and nibbled it and YES! he had finally
pushed in as deep as he could and was now pulling back out
and then rushing back in his sack, containing all that
precious fluid that she was even now tasting and swallowing
from a different source, slapping against the top of her
clit and making her YES! make even more noise as she YES!
continued to pass on those lovely screams and pleasures to
the one in front of her as she YES! could feel her nipple
getting hard as the fingers YES! tightly YES! squeezed them
and YES! pulled at them and YES! pushed on them slick YES!
from her YES! own YES! sweat YES! and YES! she felt YES! him
YES! ramming into YES! her YES! faster and YES! faster! and
YES! faster and YES! her YES! lovely YES! long hair YESYES!!
draping around YES! her face and YES! getting in her YES!
mouth and YES! sticking YES! to YES! her YES! tongue as she
YES! continued YES! to YES! lick her YES! lover's YES! lips
YES! and YES! firming her YES! tongue and YES! poking YES!
it YES! in and YES! she YES! could feel YES! him YES!
getting YES! impossibly YES! firmer YES! and firmer YES! and
firmer YES! her lover YES! in front YES! screaming YES!
louder YES! and YES! louder and YES! and then, then, then,
suddenly YES! she YES! could hear him YES! moan YESYES!! and
YES! he YES! exploded YESYES!! inside her and YESYES!! she
YESYES!! could, could, would... YESYESYESYESYESYES!!!!!!
Ukyou's arms collapsed as she fell on top of Ranko's
wet convulsing body and Ranko's head finally dropped to the
floor as she sighed heavily over and over, sometimes
gritting her teeth as the last sad shivers flitted through
her body and Ranma collapsed on top of Ukyou's back.
Ukyou moaned in content, no confusing thoughts ran
through her head now. Then she moaned in surprise, Ranma
was still stiff and as he tried to pull out, sent more
convulsions through Ukyou's now incredibly sensitive pussy.
He had gotten up on his hands again and was massaging
Ukyou's butt again and her tit again. He pushed back in and
this time Ukyou screamed again, but now there was pain. "R-
r-ranma?" Ukyou managed to get out weakly and then screamed
again as Ranma pulled out. Then a yell of surprise as she
suddenly found herself empty and now held protectively by
Ranko.
"What's wrong with you," Ranko yelled.
Ranma still stared at them with that empty longing
gaze, his penis still stiff and pointing straight up,
glistening in the dojo's light.
"Ranma!!"
Ranma slowly turned around and his empty face smiled as
he looked upon his fiancee.
Akane too had gotten worried and searched the house and
finding no one, went towards the dojo, clutching a small
wrapped box against her chest. She heard the screams and
moans from outside and shaking, she fearfully peeked around
the open doors to see Ranma's naked back and Ranko's naked
body holding a slightly shivering and large eyed Ukyou, all
of them sweaty and heavy breathed. Akane's reaction was
totally unlike Ukyou's when she had walked in. She was at
first, knocked dumb by the shock, but this was quickly
replaced with clear jealousy and powerful anger, totally
unforgiving. Which is why when Ranma saw her, smiled and
immediately jumped in her direction, stiffy cutting through
the wind, she knocked him through the roof with the present
and said, "MERRY FUKIN' CHRISTMAS, YOU JERK!!!"
Ranma landed in the Tendo pond.
And immediately jumped out shivering. She ran quickly
to the Tendo back entrance but then remembered something,
turned around, fished through the pond and picked up her
chinese peasant shoes. Reaching her room she tossed all her
clothes aside and wrapped herself in her blanket, hugging
her knees to herself. She could lightly feel one breast
against her arm through the thick folds of the blanket.
"What was that," thought Ranma to herself, "A dream? But I
was only in that water for a split second, how can I have
such a long dream!!" And then blushed as she remembered her
"other self" and what she had done in the dream and how she
"remembered" other times. "But how!? And Ukyou..." Ranma
blushed even brighter and rubbed her legs together running
that portion of the dream again over in her mind. And
further deeper in Ranma's mind was a fear, the images were
too clear, the reactions too true. In the dream she had
dreamt each part of herself too true, the heat, the longing,
all of it even now sending a warm wetness that she denied
and blamed on her dip in the back pond. The fear of
changing, no, the fear of suddenly accepting something that
should be foreign but wasn't... it was too much for Ranma.
She needed to be comforted. To be her real self. Ranma
tossed the blanket away and ran downstairs and into the
bathroom and covered herself in the hot water of the tub.
He wiped the water off his face and stared across the steam
in the room. Suddenly Ranma could hear his father laughing
just a few rooms away. Ranma felt no better.
Just across the sea lay China and in a mystical magical
mountain lay a vast stretch of small ponds, like grain
scattered for hens, and nestled amongst this peaceful sight
stood a small hut.
A shadow covered this hut and the round Chinese man who
stared out the small window of his small hut wondered what
could have made the sky so gloomy and then his roof crashed
in as something large and terrible forced its way in and the
Chinese man had a second to scream before a large hoof
silenced him and the last thing he saw was a pantyhose
drifting down and covering his eyes.
THE BEGINING
BLAHBLAHBLAH: What is this? What are the reasons for it?
Why do I call it a prologue? There are many reasons why I
have written this. One of them is guilt for not having
finished Split Personalities. Another is an urge to write
something extremely sick and perverted. Another is that I
wanted to write a Lemon in a different way, yet at the same
time hold no pretense of writing anything intelligent. This
time around, I have no reason for the Lemon, the story was
totally based on getting a sick scene or two in there. Did
you ever get deja vous? How about a deja vous that never
happens? You remember experiencing something that never
happened before and has not happened yet. Well, I wanted
Ranma to feel that and to write it out since on such a
particular subject, sex, he would have a difficult time
sorting his feelings out. That is why I call it a prologue
to Split Personalities, Ranma gets a clue to what is going
to occur, but like most people who get such a premonition,
soon forgets it. Well, I could go on but I'm quite sure you
just can't wait to hear what else I've got to say. So I'll
stop now and say Merry Christmas.
Send all Flames and Comments to RR568@bard.edu or rrrgeen@ranma.net.
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