But his other form...  If Kasumi understood correctly, Ranma-chan 
would age little if at all.  She would always be a little girl, needing 
someone to watch out for her, to care for her.  And with cold water so 
prevalent in the world, Ranma would be a girl much of the time.  That 
fascinated Kasumi.  Someone to mother forever...
	Kasumi decided to check in the attic.  Surely they'd saved some 
appropriate clothing...
		*			*			*

And...

	"I'm not your dolly!  Leamme alone!  I'm a man!  WAAH!" 
	In retrospect, perhaps home had been a bad idea. 
	Kasumi had met them at the door, accidentally spilling lemonade 
on Ranma and reversing the effect of the hot water.  She'd insisted on 
stripping off his now-badly soaked outfit, and told him all his others 
were in the laundry.  But as long as he was small...
	The bunny panties had been bad enough, at least in theory no one 
would be seeing them, but then had come the white tights, and now Kasumi 
had him halfway into a pink little-girl dress with lace kitty patterns on 
it.  Pink *and* cats!?
	"I don't wanna wear a dress!  WAAAH!!  I'm a man!"
	"Ranma-chan...look in the mirror."  Kasumi gently turned his 
head.  "Do you look like a man?"
	"No, but--"
	"Are you acting like a man?"
	"No..."
	"Well, then, why all the fuss?  This is the only outfit I could 
find that fits you.  Tell you what, if you let me finish dressing you, 
we'll go shopping for some other clothes, okay?"
	Embarrassment warred with a desire to please Kasumi.  "Go 
out...like this?" 
	"Don't worry, Ranma-chan.  You look fine."
	He sullenly let her finish buttoning up the dress.  Then she 
untied the bit of twine that held together his ponytail, and produced a 
pink ribbon she tied into a big bow.
	"There.  Isn't that nice?  Let's see a smile now."
	Ranma forced a small smile.  He had to admit, the little girl in 
the mirror was attractive.  He just wished she wasn't him.
	The black patent leather shoes Kasumi had found to complete the 
outfit were a little tight, and Ranma wobbled a little as Kasumi led him 
out the door by the hand.
		*			*			*  
	Kasumi was gratified by the stares and exclamations of the 
neighborhood women as she led Ranma-chan along the sidewalk.  
	"Oh, how cute!"  "Kasumi, she's adorable!"  "Such a sweet-looking 
thing!"  Ranma-chan seemed to be less thrilled with the attention, but 
Kasumi was sure she'd get used to it.
	The part about it being the only outfit that would fit was true, 
actually.  Akane had been quite an active child, and had worn out most of 
her clothing (and the hand-me-downs from her older sisters) well before 
she'd grown out of them.  This dress had survived, ironically enough, 
because Akane had always hated it.
	Kasumi supposed, given her background, that Ranma-chan would be a 
tomboy too.  The trick would be getting her clothes that would stand up 
to punishment, but look suitably feminine.
	Part of Kasumi's mind suggested that humiliating Ranma in this 
fashion would be destructive to his already battered psyche, but her 
maternal instincts told Kasumi that the sooner Ranma-chan learned to 
accept her new form and behave appropriately, the better.  Perhaps if she 
arranged for the water heater to be "broken" for a few days...
	"Oh my, Ranma-chan, we're going to have such fun!"

Scott, you are evil incarnate.  How could you do this to our favorite
Martial Artist?  Kasumi's Doll?  I only have one thing to say to you.  Keep
it up!!  This is hilarious!!  I can't wait till you inrtoduce Ryo(u)ga.  I
can actually see him as a father sort of figure.

J. D. Farber
Firm believer in the Ryoga/Ukyo match
Owner of Ryoga's Travel Agency
Member of the Order of the Cold Shower
Member OLA (Weapon: Scottish Claymore)  #%SHING%# #%SHING%#
Right hand of Sailor Jupiter
Fianna Kinfolk
X-Tatic Mage
Known to some as Arcady Sabo, House Lugosi

Dakedo Akane warau to kawaii yo.