Subject: short fan fic
From: Peter Schell
Date: 10/19/1996, 4:18 PM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

ok this is really nasty those of you with weak stomachs may want to stop hea.






 Don't say I didn't warn you.






Ranma sat on the floor looking at the pile of disgusting clothing in front
of him. How had he ever let Nabiki get him so far in debt that when she got
those pitures of him and Shampoo he had no choice but to sell his body as he
had nothing else that Nabiki wanted exept money and he was already into her
for at least six months income from the job she had got him. Ha as if
somthing this heinuss could posiabley be givin the simple description of a
job. ( no my spelling is not the horrifiying part) Slowly Ranma like a man
going to the gallows lifted the bucket beside him and changed. (if you don't
Know what he changed how did you end up on this list) Later after dressing
he reported to Nabiki's room for the next humiliation. After Nabiki had
placed the wig on her and applied the makeup Ranma looked in the mirror at
the big busted blonde in the skimpy school girl uniform. Nabiki walked
around him in a final inspection hmm the breast are a little big for
complete reality but I don't think any of the guys at the party will really
mind. Ranma tries one more time Nabiki this is so bad how can you do this to
me isn't there anything anything at all I can do for you. Relax Ranma this
is it , besides arn,t you the one who allways says that this waving hand at
Ranma-chan is not you just close your eyes and think of japan. Ranma just
hanges his head and followes Nabiki out of the house to the taxi waiting in
the street. In the cab as it heads down town Now Ranma I showed my client
that video of you in the martial art Gymnastic comp. and he was truly
inpressed by your flexipility. So I want you to do your best and give it
your all. After all if you blow this job I'll just have to find you
something else. And Ranma I don't know what it will be but you don't want to
find out either. Ranma groans and drops his face into his hands in despair.
The taxi arrives at the back of an exclusive mens club. And an elderly man
rushes out and graps there arms. Hurry we must get her in to the party right
away there inpatient and they'l be tearing apart the room in a minute.
Nabiki and Ranma are rushed through the club to a private party room. Now
Ranma we have been going over this for a week get in there and do your best.
Nabiki shoves Ranma through the door and slams it shut as a roar rises from
the other side. 

Later in a private room Nabiki looks over Ranma with a twing of guilt. Ranma
is slumped on the floor her sailor suit torn and some sticky white liguid
matting her wig and dripping across her face. Her expression is one of
despair and self loathing. The Elderly man from before walks into the room.
You were marvelous such pysical ability My grandson would like to thank you
personally for making his party such a sussess. All his friends will be
wanting you at their party. Is it alright if he comes in. Ranma lifting her
head her eyes are dull and her usual high energy is a mere flicker. Sure why
not her voice is flat and bleak. The elderly man opens the door and waves in
his grandson who is standing in the hall. As soon as the grandson enters the
room he rushes over to Ranma and hugs her. You were fantastic great thos
moves incredible. Elderly man Harumps O the boy backs off and says I just
wish to thank you and to apoligise for my ice cream cone landing in your
hair. Then the six year old hugs Ranma again your the best Sailor Moon ever.
Ranma groans in despair.