Lemonade Punch#2: Hinako's Lesson
paladin@mars.superlink.net
started 12/20/95
last update 2/10/96
WARNING!!! This is the next of the Lemonade Punch series! This
part is a Ranma *LEMON*. If you're embarrassed to show your mom
this then STOP READING THIS INSTANT!!! If you're embarrassed to
show your mom but can drive and drink(legally, idiot!) then go
ahead and waste your time reading this. Finally if you're offended
by this or are just plain tired of Ranma FanFics (How could anyone
be tired of Ranma FanFics? ^-^) then leave, this is not for you!
(Not that I'm totally sure who this *is* for, but I know it's not
for *you*!) Well if you've survived the above mindless drivel or have
just plain ignored it(in which case you aren't reading this so I can
call you whatever I like, so HA!) we can move on to the FanFic!
Legal stuff: All characters re- Bah! Like anyone really cares....
Lemonade Punch #2: "Hinako's Lesson"
by Paladin
Early in the morning it was a peaceful day at the Tendo
Dojo, the sun shone brightly and the air was clean and cool.
Birds twittered merrily and a gentle breeze blew cherry blossoms
about in a colorful dance...
Then Ranma and Genma woke up.
"HIYA! UNG! KAI! Ranma! You weakling! How do you
expect to carry on the Saotome name with those pathetic attacks!"
"Old fool! I'm just holding back on you're frail, aging
body! Like you could ever give me a challenge!"
"OLD! FRAIL! I'll show you the meaning of discipline
boy!" Genma charged his son who vaulted over his head. Ranma
spun and kicked Genma in the back sending him into the pond.
Panda emerged soaking wet and grumbling. Ranma attacked with a
flying kick which Panda caught. He held Ranma by the head as
Ranma ineffectively punched Panda's thick belly.
Panda grunted, grabbed Ranma by the collar, and tossed
Ranma into the pond. Out came a busty, red-headed Ranma-chan
that was extremely pissed.
*<BASH!!!>*
"Frail, indeed.", said Panda's sign as Ranma-chan smashed
it over Panda's head.
"Ranma! Mr. Saotome! Breakfast is ready!", called Kasumi.
-=-=-
After some hot water, Ranma began wolfing down breakfast.
Kasumi placed his lunch and a gift-wrapped package next to him.
Ranma looked up, mouth still full.
"Huh? What's this? For me?"
"No you idiot! It's for Ms. Hinako!", said Akane. Ranma
seemed to lose interest and turned back to his food.
"Why would anyone want to give *her* a present?!?"
"Because she's a great teacher!"
"If she's so great, why don't *you* give it to her?"
Ranma's apathy was beginning to annoy Akane.
"It's for *you* to give to her because you're failing!"
Ranma responded to Akane's raised volume.
"Why the *HELL* would *I* want to give her a gift if
I'm failing!"
"RANMA NO BAKA!!!" Ranma cringed as he saw the table
go up... but it never came down. <I have got to stay calm if
our plan is to work. Ranma can be so *dense* at times!>, thought
Akane.
"Look. You're failing, right?"
"Duh... everyone knows that."
"But if you really work at it, you could just pass,
right?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"But you have also been successfully robbing Ms. Hinako
of her ability for the past week or so, right?"
"Yup."
"So if she held that against you, would you still be
able to pass?" There was a silence. Akane smiled as she saw
the look of understanding come across Ranma's face.
"Oh I get it! This is to butter her up!"
"Not sleeping or eating in class helps too."
"Got it. Gee Akane, sorry I yelled. You were just
trying to make sure I passed," he glanced around to make sure
that Soun and Genma weren't around and hugged Akane,"thank you."
"It wasn't just me, Kasumi and Nabiki helped too."
"We wouldn't want you to fail after all.", smiled Kasumi.
"No we wouldn't. That would mean that Ranma would have
to study hard for the entire summer," Nabiki grinned evily as
she drew her fingers lightly across his chest,"and what would we
do with out Ranma for an entire summer..."
"Uh- ahem- yeah- ah- thanks Nabiki... you too Kasumi."
Ranma picked up the box and shook it slightly. "What's in here
anyway?"
"It's perfume.", said Akane.
"Yeah, the type that's expensive enough so that she'll
know it's serious but cheap enough that she'll use it...
regularly.", Nabiki didn't stop her evil grin.
Kasumi mustered as much of a scolding a look as possible,
"Nabiki! It's not right to tell the person how much the gift
costs!"
"Don't sweat it, Kasumi, the present is not for Ranma!
Hey Ranma, just make sure she uses it and doesn't give it away
or something... I put a lot of money into that package!"
"I will... my grade depends on it!" Ranma got up and
picked up his lunch and Hinako's gift,"Come on, Akane, we'll
be late!" Akane began to leave when Kasumi caught her arm.
"Akane, make sure he eats his lunch."
"Of course. No problem, this is Ranma we're talking
about!"
-=-=-
"So Ranma! How was lunch?", Akane asked cheerfully.
"Uh- different. It tasted kinda weird, but good, you
know? I sorta feel like I have a craving for it... or something.
What did Kasumi put in it anyway?"
"In it? Ah- Tendo family secret... can't tell you 'till
we're married!", Ranma smiled and pecked her on the cheek when
no one was looking. He was happy that he and Akane were in love
with each other and mostly getting along but for some reason he
felt the need to keep it a secret. It puzzled him though that
Akane neither encouraged secrecy nor discouraged it... letting
him do all the work.
"That'll be sooner that we know it." Ranma felt the
sudden urge to do more than just give her a peck on the cheek...
<NO! We do that in the privacy of our home not *here*!>
Ranma felt relieved as they approached Miss Hinako's
class. <Akane sits behind me in Hinako's class so I can't see
her... that should keep her out of my mind for a while.>
-=-=-
"HAPPO-5-YEN-SATSU!!!"
Miss Hinako's special technique stopped the hormonal
advances of Kuno from going any further, sucking him dry of his
battle aura and transforming her into her adult form. Kuno
usually didn't hit on Hinako but his luck with his pig-tailed
goddess and Akane Tendo had been worse than normal lately so
he decided to take another crack at Miss Hinako... only to end
up facing the floor.
She glanced at her watch and began running down the
hallways. <Damn delinquents! I'm late for my own class!>
-=-=-
As everyone chattered waiting for Ms. Hinako to arrive
Ranma squirmed uncomfortably at his desk, he had this weird
nagging feeling... he had to keep resisting the urge to turn
around and look at Akane.
He tried to focus on something else but his position
didn't give him much to look at; ever since he was caught eating
in class, Ms. Hinako had moved his seat right in front of her so
that she could keep an eye on him. Ranma was about to lay his
head down on his desk when Ms. Hinako bust in panting.
"Everyone, be quiet, sit down, and books out or it's
detention for all of you delinquents!"
Her sprint in the halls had left her out of breath so
she was breathing heavily. This caused her fleshy front to rise
and fall in magnificent and eye-opening manner. Ranma realized
he was staring and tried to look away but found he couldn't.
He watched her chest slow it's pace and bounce slightly as she
sat down behind her desk.
<Dammit idiot! You're devoted to Akane! ...and
occasionally her sisters but she doesn't mind... Stop this at
once!> Ranma slammed his head into his desk a few times and
was happy to see that the new sensation replaced the old one...
However painful it might have been, his mind was off Ms. Hinako
for the moment. Now, he could learn! He quickly got out his
English book, stood it up on his desk, closed his eyes, and
lay his head behind it.
His few seconds of bliss were promptly interrupted by
a powerful, and very painful, smack in the ear with a yardstick.
"SAOTOME! Wake up! You want yet *another* detention?"
-=-=-
Shortly after whacking Ranma, Ms. Hinako reverted to her
child form and Ranma had no trouble staying awake. Hinako-chan's
high-pitched voice and giggles made it impossible to sleep.
After class, Ranma stayed behind to give Ms. Hinako her
gift, while Akane waited just outside the classroom door.
"Uh, Miss Hinako?", Ranma said, not quite sure what the
protocol for bribing a teacher was.
"Yes, Saotome?"
"This is a gift... for- uh- being such a great teacher
and all that... yeah that's it." He held out the gift-wrapped
box and stared at the floor. Hinako-chan threw her hands up and
gasped.
"For me?!? Oooo!", she squealed and jumped up and down
while shaking the present next to her ear,"What is it?"
"It's- ah- perfume. Go ahead, open it." He watched
as she tore the wrapping into invisible particles and pulled out
a large, rectangular, glass perfume bottle with a dispenser at
the top. A golden liquid swirled and sparkled with in.
<What the hell?!? How'd *that* fit in there?> He shook
his head as he decided it would be better not to think about
it; it must have been the same trick Mousse used to hide all
those weapons or the one Akane uses to hide those giant mallets...
and Ranma didn't really feel like thinking about mallets.
Ranma looked up to see Hinako-chan spray lots of the
perfume on herself then apply gross amounts of makeup to her
face all with in a matter of seconds. She turned around and
struck a pose with her hands on her hips.
"I'm cute, no?"
<Actually she looks more like a clown.> The words
started to form on his lips, when Akane ran in, stepped on
his foot while covering his mouth and said, "Yes, Hinako-
sensi. You're stunning!"
"Yeah, stun a horse with a face covered like- YEAHHAGH!"
Ranma hopped about holding his swollen foot.
"We have to be going now! See you later!" Akane
quickly dragged Ranma out of the classroom.
-=-=-
"Ranma no baka! If you're trying to suck up to her
you don't insult her! You're going to have to connect that
mouth of yours to your brain one of these days!"
Ranma grinned sheepishly while scratching the back
of his head. "I guess sleeping in class doesn't help much
either..." He looked at Akane whose stern look broke into
into giggles and she collapsed in his lap and hugged him
around the neck.
"I'm finding it harder and harder to stay angry with
you, Ranma." She started kissing him on the neck when he took
her off his lap and stood up.
"Baka! I haven't given Ms. Hinako her therapy today!
I have to go back!"
"I'll go with you."
"No, we haven't got the stuff Kasumi wanted us to get
at the market yet. You get the groceries and I'll be back before
dinner."
"Oh, sure, leave me with all the work... is that it,
Ranma?", she sounded annoyed, "...kidding! I understand." She
pecked him on the cheek and left. Akane's behavior scared Ranma.
He could never tell if she was kidding or if she was actually
acting as she used to, he kinda missed the old Akane, this new
one was so- so... *chipper*. Ranma wasn't sure but he thought
she was skipping when she left.
-=-=-
Hinako-chan was about to put away her crayons when she
began to grow. Her chest blossomed and expanded, nearly bursting
out of the front of her tiny dress. Hinako grew taller and her
legs filled out as her bottom rounded. Her curves became much
more evident as the child's dress tried, and failed, to contain
them... it gave way, stretching over what it could and retreating
over what it could not possibly cover.
"What!?!", she said aloud. Before she had time to think
about it Ranma-chan burst in carrying a coil of rope.
"So, you've been stealing battle-aura again!", she began
spinning a lasso over her head, "I'm here to stop you!"
Hinako was still dazed from her sudden change so when
Ranma-chan threw the lasso around her, she made no effort to
dodge until it was too late.
"YOU DELINQUENT! THIS IS NO WAY TO TREAT YOUR TEA- mmmm
gmfph! fmmmf!" Ranma stopped her screaming with a gag and
quickly secured Hinako to her desk. Trying to remember what
Nabiki taught her, Ranma tried to apologize in her most diplomatic
tone.
"Ms. Hinako, please try to understand, as a member of
the School of Anything-Goes-Martial-Arts I cannot allow a battle
aura vampire to go about the public. If you'll just calm down,
this'll be over in a moment and I'll free you."
Ranma-chan climbed on top of the desk and had to straddle
the bound Hinako in order to properly access her pressure points.
For a moment Ranma-chan paused and felt strange. She had the
strong desire to do something to the beautiful bound brunet
although she didn't know what. Ranma-chan shook her head and
proceeded to attack the pressure points.
At the exact moment her right hand touched the pressure
points surrounding Hinako's left breast... a group of boys
entered into the room.
"My God!"
"Ung! My nose is going to explode!"
"Man, can I get some of that?!?"
"Unnnnn."
"Is that Miss Hinako?"
"Wow, and I thought I was kinky."
"Hinako's a lesbian?"
Ranma-chan's shook her head and waved her arms as she
tried to formulate an excuse but she knew it looked bad.
"Uh, look guys- it's- ah, not what you think- I-" Ranma
grew very nervous as she realized the drooling boys were
approaching with crazed looks in their eyes.
Fortunately, Akane and her mallets arrived. After the
amount of damage their heads received, even they weren't sure
of what they saw.
"Am I glad to see you! Akane, you're a life saver!"
"Yeah, just hurry up. I didn't go to the market yet!"
Ranma nodded and quickly hit Hinako's pressure points.
Ranma-chan climbed off of her and stood back as she waited for
Hinako to shrink. Once Hinako shrank she was able to free herself
and shoot Ranma very dirty looks.
The instant it looked like she was about to lecture
Ranma about the proper treatment of her elders, Ranma excused
herself and bolted out the door with Akane.
-=-=-
Hinako Ninomiya made sure her long brown hair was secure
up and checked herself in the mirror. She dropped her towel and
slid into the soapy, hot water contemplating the phenomena that
had just reoccurred a few moments ago.
She had been thinking about her earlier encounter with
Ranma that day when, without warning or reason, she expanded into
her adult self. After racking her brains trying to figure out
why such a thing would happen she decided to relax with a hot bath
and figure it out later.
As she let the warmth sweep over her she thought about
her transformation process. She was usually toasting a delinquent
when she transformed so she really didn't think about how it felt
but now that it happened while she was alone, she could reflect
on it.
The process of going through puberty in less than a minute
felt weird, of course, but it felt really good too. Growing so
fast felt like the stretch every one does in the morning, only
better. The haze in her mind cleared, she grew physically more
powerful and thus felt more confident, and her senses amplified.
The sudden burst of hormones especially amplified her sexuality,
which was one of the reasons for her attire.
Her outfit was both practical and sensual for her. It
provided enough modesty in both forms but had a bonus while she
transformed. She could never wear a bra. It would never fit at
both times so her nipples drew across the material as she grew.
This usually stiffened them causing them to show through the
front. She wore small cotton panties for the same reason. It
would be easy to find stretchy panties but she enjoyed feeling
the cloth bunch squeeze between her ass cheeks while the front
stretched tightly across her mound, cupping it.
She looked down to see that she was really soaping up
her breasts and that her nipples were completely stiff. Pinching
them affectionately she moved her soapy hands up the inside of
her thighs until she touched her sex. She rubbed her mound a
few times and let out a slight moan as she parted her petals and
slipped two fingers in. Hinako rocked her hips a bit in the water
and moved her other hand to caress her left breast.
As Ms. Hinako fingered herself images of Ranma groping
her breast and of Ranma-chan hanging over her bound self passed
through her head. The pace of her breathing and the movement
of her hand quickened. "Ran- ug- ma... Ran..ma.. *<pant>* Oh
God! Ranma! Mmm- yes- Ranma Ranma RANMA!!!" With that last
call, her hips thrust out of the water and her juices streamed
all over her hand.
Still pumping herself, she took her other hand and dipped
into herself. She smelled the mixture of the perfumed soap and
her cum and tasted it. Pulling her glistening body out of the tub
she lay on her back on the floor and vigorously fingered herself
anew.
<What am I doing?!?> Not having enough she turned over
and searched frantically under the sink. <I almost never masturbate
and certainly never about Ranma!> She found a curling iron and
brought it over the tub. <My God! This must be as side effect
of Ranma's "therapy"!> Miss Hinako grabbed a bottle of shampoo
and unscrewed to top. <The energy from the transformations must
be coming from within myself!> She poured a measure into her palm
and slicked the iron's handle. <Tapping that source could cause
me to burn out!> Another palm of shampoo was applied to her pussy
and rubbed on the inside and out. <I must stop him!> Kneeling
she used two hands to thrust the iron into herself.
"YESSSS!!!!"
<...but how?> Her eyes closed and her head tilted back
she used one hand to pump the iron while the other stuck a
finger up her wet ass. Even in her state of euphoria her mind
worked at two levels... she began formulating a plan to prevent
Ranma from ever robbing her of ability again.
<By the time my plan is executed... Ranma will be begging
me to keep my powers!> Her wet hair hung over her face as she
knelt bent over in a doggie position ramming the iron into her
cunt like a piston... and for the rest of the night she came and
came and came.
-=-=-
A beautiful brown-haired woman sat down at her desk,
opened a drawer, and pulled out a stack of test papers. She had
just come back from stopping a fight at the beginning of lunch.
She always stopped fights. In fact, it was the frequency of fights
at Furinkan High School that had got her this job here. Her
specialty was stopping fights between delinquent students.
After staring at the first test with a red marker in hand
for five minutes she decided it was no use. She was too...
distracted. She dropped the marker and put away the papers. The
teacher kicked off her shoes and ran her fingers through her hair
as she leaned back in her chair. All her thoughts were of Ranma.
Every day, after school, for the past two weeks, Ranma
Saotome battled with her in attempts to strike her pressure points.
Every day, whether through brute force, infinite endurance, superior
strategy, or dumb luck, Ranma hit her pressure points. And every
day, Miss Hinako felt her ability to drain battle-force drain away.
Hinako knew that Ranma would succeed, if he really tried
to do something he almost never failed in the end. His persistence
and dedication impressed her as did other things about him....
Dispite the fact she found him cute, she would stop him!
Now that she thought about it, Ranma wasn't cute. <No. Not cute.
Handsome. Yes, that was what he was. But a tad too young, if he
were a few years older... HA! What am I thinking?!? In my other
form, I seem even younger than him! Still....>
She mounted her resolve and decided no matter how she felt
about him, she would carry out her plan and stop him! She opened
a drawer and pulled out the perfume he had given her and sprayed
some on herself. She took a mirror out and adjusted her hair and
pulled at her decolletage. She smiled evily and spun around once in
her chair. <No sense in not looking good when I do it...>
-=-=-
"RANMA! You'll pay for touching my Shampoo!"
"Mousse, you jerk! She hugged *me*! I didn't-"
"RANMA! Eat my special ramen before it gets cold!"
"I'm kinda -Whoa!- busy -Yahh!- right -JEEZ! STOP!- now.
But I'll be by later to- *<SMASH!>*"
Even Ranma's incredible agility and speed couldn't save
him from Akane's mallet when she was really angry.
"What was that for you macho chick!"
She huffed, turned around, and mumbled something about
insensitive pigs.
"Hey! You're not done with me yet, Ranma!", Mousse said as
he adjusted his glasses.
"Yes he is! HAPPO-50-YEN-SATSU!", Hinako sucked Mousse's
battle aura out almost instantaneously. Ranma stared at Mousse's
withered form for a few seconds then started off after Akane.
"Akane, it was nothing personal! No one sane would eat
your cooking!" Ms. Hinako caught his arm and spun him around to
face her, although in his position he stared right at the ample
cleavage she displayed. She cleared her throat loudly a few times
but was forced to resort to smacking Ranma on the head to get his
attention.
"Ranma, I'd like to speak to you... alone."
<Oh boy, I knew I should've studied for that last English
test! Now I'm sunk, Pop's gonna have a fit!>
-=-=-
Ranma thought it was getting warm. He was alone with Ms.
Hinako in a room with no windows and he could feel the weight of
impending failure on his shoulders. Besides that, there was
something in the air... not quite a smell but he felt as if he
could smell it. For some reason that made him nervous as well.
Guessing what was forthcoming, Ranma drew upon his lessons with
Nabiki.
"Um- did you- ah- enjoy the- uh- perfume I gave you?"
"Yes, Ranma, that was very sweet. In fact I'm wearing
it right now. Here, smell.", She leaned in close and brushed
her hair off her neck, "There on my neck." Ranma, not wanting
to be rude, sniffed and suddenly began to sweat. Ms. Hinako
sat on the teacher's desk in front of Ranma and crossed her legs.
Ranma could have sworn he saw a flash of white. Ranma was burning
up.
"Uh- yeah- it's nice on you." Ranma pulled at his collar
and realized he was addressing her thighs. He tried to look up
but couldn't out of embarrassment and the desire to continue
looking at her legs.
"Thank you, but we're not here to talk about that.
Ranma, you've been a very, very *bad* student!"
<My God! She's caught me staring at her! Look up dammit!
Look *up*!!!>
"You are currently failing this class!"
<It's about my *grade*! Thank God!>
"I believe you are smart, Ranma. I believe all my pupils
are smart. It's just a matter of whether they apply themselves
or not. You are not. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"Yes, Miss Hinako." Ranma wasn't really listening. He
was concentrating on tearing his eyes from her hemline to elsewhere
without making a scene (such as banging his head on his desk).
He was able to divert his glance when he noticed the giant
bulge in his pants. Ranma almost panicked imaging what she would
do if she caught him with that. He quickly looked at her and saw
that she was talking although what ever she was saying wasn't
quite registering.
"...-and I'll tutor you. We'll start later this week after
school."
"Wha-? Tutoring?"
"Ranma! Haven't you been listening?!? You will have to
do extra credit and will need special tutoring to have any chance
of passing final exams!"
"Uh, yes Hinako-sensi. I- uh- gotta go!" Ranma rushed
out of the room with his bookbag over his crotch.
Hinako smiled, Ranma's dilemma hadn't escaped her notice;
her plot was working exactly as planned...
-=-=-
After lunch, Ranma was forced to go about Furinkan High
with a monster in his pants. Girls pointed, giggled, and waved.
A few bold ones even rubbed up against him and handed him their
phone numbers. Ranma cringed whenever that happened, expecting
one of Akane's mallets, but she was no where to be found. He
wondered if she was still angry at him and went back home. He
thought about cutting class and going after her but he was on
the verge of failing all his other classes, and seeing the troubles
failing this one class brought on, he decided cutting wouldn't
be a good idea.
"Aw, man I gotta get to the bathroom to change or at
least get some relief!" He ran down the halls only to find the
bathroom full of boys stuffing the front of their pants with
wadded up paper towels.
"Man, I can't change in here! Where can I get some
water... the boiler room!" He ran to the boiler room and thought
he saw someone in yellow run out the back as he entered. He
found the electric pump to the school well broken with a mangled
wrench inside.
"AHHH! Water! I need water! Aha! How could I have
been so dense? The pool!" He arrived at the pool only to find
it drained. <Why is it, that when I *really* need to change,
there's never any water around?!?!? Is this part of the curse?
Or some sick cosmic joke?>
Ranma started back to his next class, out of breath and
defeated... he realized fate deemed it necessary to keep him
away from water for the time being. He walked with his head
slumped as he passed a classroom. His head shot up as he thought
he saw something in his peripheral vision. <Water?>
He backed up and went into the classroom. There, in a
large beaker, sat a clear liquid.
<WATER!!!>
Ranma lifted the container above his head and prepared
to dump it's contents on himself...
A globe struck him in his stomach knocking him backward
and causing his hands and the beaker to go forwards. A sharp
pain crossed both his wrists caused him to drop the beaker onto
the floor. When it landed the liquid began to hiss and froth so
Ranma jumped back while rubbing his wrists. In a few seconds,
where the liquid once was, a gaping hole to the next floor down
sat. The students below looked up through the hole at Ranma.
"If you had paid more attention in my class, you would
have been able to read the English warnings. Students shouldn't
dump highly concentrated acid on their heads, you know."
Ranma glanced up across the hole to see Ms. Hinako holding
a set of pencil boards in fan-like fashion. She tossed one hard
causing it to stick into the space in front of him which caused
him to back up. This gave her room to land as she leaped over the
hole. When she landed she smiled and tossed her hair. Ranma
stared in awe.
-=-=-
For the rest of the day, Ranma couldn't get Miss Hinako
out of his mind. <She saved my life...> And also for the rest
of the day, Ranma couldn't get the monster out of his pants. He
knew it had some thing to do with that smell. <I know that scent
from somewhere...>
During English, Ranma couldn't even come close to paying
attention to what Ms. Hinako was *saying*. As the school day
was drawing to a close, Ranma dreaded having to go back and hitting
Miss Hinako's pressure points... his feelings were wrong and too
strong. <Think Akane. Akane. Akane. Akane.> Mustering his
courage he returned to Hinako's classroom.
-=-=-
"Hello Ranma." <Her voice. Something was different about
her voice.> Actually, Ranma knew what was wrong with her voice,
she was using the same tone Nabiki always used before he "aided"
her, and he knew what it meant he just didn't want to accept it.
"Close the door, Ranma." Ranma gulped and obliged,
"I didn't want to embarrass you earlier but we're going to have
to do something about that," she pointed at the giant bulge in
the front of his pants, "it was a distraction in class... and we
can't have that... can we?" she began walking toward him, "Would
you like me to help you handle it?" Ranma was nodding while
grinning stupidly, Miss Hinako smiled as she got closer.
Ranma broke his trance-like state and yelled, "AKANE!!!"
He dove at Hinako pushing her back onto her desk and moved to
strike her pressure points. Only, once Hinako was on the desk
she spread her legs and wrapped her arms around Ranma's neck,
quickly drew herself up and kissed him forcefully on the mouth.
Ranma's mind went into shock...
-=-=-
When his mind recovered it found that his body had not
went into the comatose state his mind had gone into... in fact,
it had gone into autopilot: His tongue was in her mouth and his
right hand was fondling a bare breast which had popped free of
her dress. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist allowing
his left hand to grope her ass while he ground his bulge into
her pantied crotch.
He stopped his mind from going back to shock and thought
about continuing. His conscience bashed him with a mallet and
tried to make him remember his devotion to Akane. Miss Hinako
moaned into their kiss and released her leg lock on Ranma's waist.
She moved her hands off his back and started to undo the knot in
the front of his pants. His pants fell to his ankles and she
grabbed his cock through his boxers, massaging it with the smooth
material.
<Mmm. That feels good. I- NO! STOP! I've got to get
out of here before I do something I really regret!> Ranma quickly
struck her pressure points and hopped backwards while pulling up
his pants.
"Ranma..." Hinako panted and reached out toward him.
"I- uh- can't do this... um- busy, ya know? Got to go.
Real late. In a hurry. Gotta bolt. Uh- yeah, well ah- see ya!"
Ranma ran out like lightning and kept running, leaving Miss Hinako
panting on her desk, half-naked.
"Ran... ma...?" Hinako felt extremely confused, her
thoughts and emotions collided. At first she felt she needed him,
maybe even loved him, and that it was her fault he left. She tried
to analysis what she did wrong. Then, when she couldn't think of
anything, she got angry. How could he have left her like that?!?
He had brought her so close... to the edge... then he suddenly
broke it off!
Then she remembered why she had tried to seduce him in the
first place. She would get him back for leaving her like that, so
unfulfilled and so much in need. She would have him for that...
Trying to finish herself off she fingered herself laying
on her back while still on the desk.
-=-=-
Ranma was confused. Ranma was so confused his brain
decided to log what had happened earlier into the section of his
mind that ignored things like where trans-dimensional hammers came
from. Even though his mind forgot about it, his body didn't...
he still sported a gigantic boner from the middle of the day.
And because he filed away what happened earlier, he had no idea
why he had it. So now Ranma was running home to "talk" to Akane
and get rid of the problem he assumed she caused.
Ranma finally arrived home to see Akane in an apron
tidying up.
"Hi.", Akane said while straightening a pile of magazines.
"Uh, hi... you're not going to cook are you?", Ranma asked
nervously.
"Hmph! For your information, I was so upset you didn't
want my food I came back here to get you something you *would* eat.
Only, I found Kasumi sick so she called the school and I stayed to
help around the house... and *no*, I'm *not* going cook!" Ranma
sighed a breath of relief and Akane shot him a dirty look.
"Hey, it's not that I don't love you... I just think you
suck as a chef!", restraining herself, Akane hit him with a cushion,
"I'm sure you'll get better! Honest!"
"How can I get better if you don't eat and comment on my
cooking?!?", Akane hit him harder with the cushion.
"How can I comment on your cooking if I don't live through
it?!?"
"RANNNNMAAA!!!" Now she was mad. She always tried so
hard. She always did so bad. She knew it was bad but it hurt
coming from Ranma... especially the way he always said it. She
could think of anything to say so she did what she always did...
she got out The Mallet.
After being chased around for awhile and causing sever
structural damage to the Tendo Dojo, Ranma decided to end his
little trip down memory lane and stop Akane.
Dodging Akane's giant swing at him, he stepped in close
and tripped Akane, sending her into his arms. He started covering
her face with kisses as he lifted her sweater to tickle her belly.
"HA HAH mmm Ran- Hee- ma! HA HA Stop! hmmm Hee hee I- HAH
surrenderrrrrmmmmmmmm...", Akane's words were covered by their
passionate kiss. She began pulling off her sweater as Ranma
closed the door to *his* room. He had gotten a room merely for
the sake of sneaking out of it and with all the renovations and
repairs the Dojo went under it was no big deal to build Ranma one.
"Oh Ranma, what's this?", Akane smiled as she grabbed at
Ranma's bulge.
"It's been waiting for you all day!"
He undid his pants letting his manhood spring free. Akane
got on her knees, grasped his engorged penis with both hands, and
began to stroke it. Ranma let out a sigh of relief. Adding her
mouth to his pleasure, he moaned and began to buck his pelvis.
Feeling him tense up, Akane released him. Ranma eyes half opened
as if asking "That's it?!?" Akane responded by taking off the rest
of her clothes.
"Ranma... I need..." Ranma immediately understood and
lead her to the bed. She laid back and spread her legs, showing
off her glistening mound. Ranma froze as an image of someone
else shot into his head and left. <Nabiki?... Kasumi?... no...>
He ignored it and slowly entered Akane.
-=-=-
A while later, Akane lay in his arms as they both stared
up at the ceiling. It had been a while since they last done it,
Akane and her sisters weren't nymphos... they simply enjoyed sex.
Still, when all three were in need, they gave Ranma a marathon of
endurance to "run." Ranma never asked when he needed it, though.
Somehow he felt ashamed to ask and besides, he got it often enough.
"Ranma?"
"Hm?"
"Do you love me?", Akane asked as she cuddled into his
shoulder.
"Of course I love you." Akane looked up into his face.
"Then why did I have to give up P-Chan?" Ranma rolled his
eyes and let out a groan.
"Not this again! Akane, please don't bring this up!"
"Ranma, I love you so I respected your wishes and trusted
that you have some logical reason for making me give him up."
"Akane, it's not that simple. I can't tell you, I made
a promise...."
"-You have nothing to be jealous of. I'm sure if you
told me why, I'd understand." Ranma was slightly angry and rose
his voice.
"Please! I don't want to discuss it. Let's talk about
something else." There was pause.
"I'm sorry... I love you." Akane whispered.
"Akane... I-" She cut him off.
"How was school today? I missed half of it."
"It was- uh- fine."
"Anything happen today?"
"Nothing much."
"What did you do in Miss Hinako's class?"
<Hinako's class? English? In Hinako's class? I- Ohmygod!>
Suddenly Ranma remembered everything that had happened with Hinako
that day. <Akane's going to kill me! Not if she doesn't find out!
You didn't do anything, really, anyway... I have to tell her, she's
my fiancee!> Ranma was about tell her when images of his broken
body and of heavy mallets convinced him to change his answer.
"What did we do in Miss Hinako's class? Nothing... nothing
much."
-=-=-
The next day, Ranma was extremely nervous going into Miss
Hinako's class. He was sweating profusely and constantly twitching.
He kept feeling that something horrible was about to happen to him.
As if his pain wasn't enough, Ms. Hinako circled around him all
period like a shark, continualing making an example of him and
calling on him. She also kept touching him, resting her hands on
his shoulders or patting his back during her lecture. By the end
of class, Ranma was a complete wreck.
"Ranma, did you notice that Hinako-sensi never changed into
her child form today?"
"Uh me? Notice Hinako? No- ah- I never- I don't pay
attention in class.", Ranma stuttered out.
"Well you'd better pay attention or you're going to fail.
Go administer Miss Hinako's therapy and let's go... I'll be outside."
"Uh Akane, wait! Can't you come inside with me?"
"Why would I want to see you touch another woman?", she
grinned evily, "Besides I've got to get a test grade from History."
She started down the hall.
"Wait! Please! I- I can't....", he pleaded after her.
Ranma sighed and turned to go back to Miss Hinako's classroom.
<Let's get this over with....>
-=-=-
Ranma entered the empty classroom with much apprehension
which only got worse when he saw the way Miss Hinako was staring
at him. He took a battle stance and spoke.
"Y-you, look here, Miss Hinako... my fiancee right outside
this room and she'll beat you good if you try anything funny!"
"Funny? I won't do anything funny... you think *this*
is funny?", she said as she began unbuttoning the front of her
dress. Ranma gulped and tried to move but found himself immobilized
with fear. Ranma watched as she slid the dress off her shoulders
and down her hips until she stood wearing only her panties.
Ranma tried to close his eyes but found that either he
didn't want to or couldn't or both. His mind screamed as she
approached him. <I'M NOT GOING TO DO THIS!!!>
"AHHHHHHH!!!!", Ranma screamed madly as he ran *through*
the door to escape.
Hinako stood there a moment and then picked up her dress
and began to put it back on. <Well... I certainly didn't expect
*that*....>
-=-=-
Later in Ranma's room, Ranma and Akane were studying
together. Ranma kept tapping his foot, drumming his fingers,
or chewing his pen. When began doing all of them at once, Akane
interrupted him.
"Ranma? You okay? You seem... preoccupied."
"I'm okay... really." Akane dropped her studies and walked
over to him.
"Really? You looked really stressed out." She put her
hands on his shoulders and began to massage them.
"Well, I am kinda tense..." Ranma closed his eyes and
leaned his head back, sighing.
"Let's see if we can fix that." Akane spun Ranma's chair
around, hiked up her skirt, and climbed onto his lap, wrapping her
legs around his waist. He hugged her waist and began kissing her.
"Mmmm. Ran-"
"RANMA!!!!!", yelled Genma as he burst in on the kissing
couple. Ranma stood up startled, dropping Akane accidentally.
Soun walked in behind Genma and the two didn't seem to take notice
that Akane was in the room.
"Ranma! We just got a call from your English teacher, Ms.
Hinako!" Ranma's eyes went wide.
"Whatever she said, it isn't true!"
"We know you're failing and finals are coming up! Do you
know what that means, boy!", Genma said while grabbing Ranma by
the front of his shirt and pulling him right into his face.
"This means that if you fail finals, you will have to go through
another year of schooling!"
"Imagine the dishonor to the Tendo and Saotome names!",
cried Soun.
"How can you expect to carry on the Saotome name like
a moron without an education?!?"
"Well, I don't know... you seemed to do it okay.", Ranma
smirked.
"Shut up boy!", whacking him on he head.
"Ranma, I'm afraid I can't let you dishonor our family
names," Soun said while tears streamed down his face, "Until
you secure a passing grade, you will not set one foot in this
household. You must be free of distractions and you must go
to the tutoring Miss Hinako is so graciously offering."
"What?!? I-" Ranma said as they began ushering him to
the front gate.
"Daddy, you can't-" Akane tugged at her father's arm.
"It's for the good of the Dojo." said Soun.
"But she-" Ranma was interrupted as Genma threw a heavy
camping bag into Ranma's arms.
"And the honor of our families!" said Genma as he added
a bedroll and a kettle to Ranma's load.
"If I- I can't- it's a-" Ranma was being overwhelmed.
This was all happening too fast for him.
"Thank you son!", cried Soun.
"Study hard, my boy!", Genma yelled loudly.
"I-"
*<BLAM!!!>*
The gate slammed shut in his face.
-=-=-
The way Ranma saw it, he had three problems: Miss Hinako,
his grade in Miss Hinako's class, and the erection Akane gave him.
The way he saw it, he could solve all of them by seeing Ms. Hinako:
he could straighten her out, get tutoring for English, and get
laid... well he was trying very hard not to think of this last
solution.
Adjusting the camping bag's strap, Ranma headed back
toward Furinken High School to face Miss Hinako.
-=-=-
Ranma knocked on the door of Miss Hinako's classroom. He
wasn't nearly as nervous as before. In fact Ranma was angry.
What right did Hinako have, to screw up his life? She was failing
him, tempting him, and now getting him kicked out of his own home.
But worst of all, he was cranky 'cause he didn't get to finish with
Akane.
"Miss Hinako!"
"Come in, Ranma." Ranma stormed in to see Ms. Hinako
putting away a stack of test grades. She spun her chair around to
face him a looked completely professional.
"Why'd you call home!"
"I'm concerned about your performance in this class, Ranma.
You don't seem to care about your grade -you haven't shown up for
tutoring- so I felt that your father could help motivate you."
"You got me kicked out!!!"
"You see? Parental guidance is the way to go!" She got
up from behind her desk and stood in front of him. She bent over
slightly until their faces were almost touching. "Ranma, you're
going to have to do some major extra credit if you're going to
pass *my* class." Her twisted smile made Ranma's blood boil. He
wanted to punch her lights out... he wanted to hit her with a bus...
he wanted to kick her ass out a 10 story building... he wanted-
he wanted- he wanted to...
Ranma kissed her forcefully on the lips. For a second,
Ranma really regretted what he was about to do, all the alarms in
his mind said NO!!!... but it was only for a second... because
Hinako quickly followed through.
She tugged his pants down to his ankles and smiled at
the sight before her. She really had no experience, but it's
amazing what one can learn from the perverted notes of horny
boys (and girls) when one is the most attractive person in
school... besides, she read a lot of *everything*.
She grasped Ranma's manhood and began stroking it. Ranma
moaned and used his hands to aid her. This was all new and amazing
to Hinako but for some reason it was all coming second nature to her.
She pulled him to the cold floor as he took of his shirt.
Hinako turned around, virtually sat on his face, bent down,
and took Ranma's cock into her mouth. Ranma writhed in the pleasure
of her warm, moist mouth sucking on his hardened member. Ranma
moved his own mouth to the origin of Hinako's wonderful aroma under
her dress and to his surprise and delight he found no panties. He
rolled her skirt up, grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and
began to use his tongue on her sex.
She added her tongue to her own action, sliding it around
the swollen tip of his penis while continuing the bobbing motions
of her head. Ranma responded by moving his hands to her slit and
gently pulling the petals slightly apart, tonguing the inside.
Hinako tensed as she felt the orgasm rise up then take her.
She screamed as her cum went streaming down Ranma's face and into
his eager mouth. Lay still, next to Ranma's saliva covered cock
as she let the warmth spread from her between her legs.
Arching her back, she pointed her student's cock down
between her breasts into the top of her dress. Hinako used her
hands to push her breasts together as Ranma stroked his cock
between the soft flesh.
Ranma finished eating Ms. Hinako and sucked on her clit
driving her wild. She began to moan loudly again as she fondled
her own breasts. Ranma reached around and moved Ms. Hinako's
hands out of the way. He grabbed the top of her dress and pulled
it down leaving Hinako completely naked except for a bunched up
dress at her waist. This let him fondle her bare breasts and
squeeze them together to grip his thrusting member.
Miss Hinako clutched at the floor as she came again.
Ranma was again covered in her juices as she turned her over
and mounted her. He entered her soaked pussy easily and quickly
pounded in and out of her. Ranma held on to her large breasts
for balance as Hinako grabbed the legs of a desk nearby.
She cried out in pleasure with each thrust and began to
push her hips against his thrusts. Ranma's body began to shutter
and shiver as his essence rose up. With one powerful burst and
several short spasms he emptied himself into her. Feeling him
begin to soften, Hinako sped up her pace to finish herself off
one last time. After she came, Ranma collapsed on top of her,
using her chest as a pillow.
Once Miss Hinako had regained her senses she looked down
at Ranma, smiled, and kissed him on the head.
"You know... you were my first. I've never done this
with anyone before."
*<Grunt>* ...zzzZZZzzzz.. *<Snort> ..zzzzzz...
For a moment, Miss Hinako had the incredible urge to smack
him hard... but the feeling passed, she laughed softly and rolled
Ranma off of herself.
-=-=-
Ranma groggily rubbed his eyes and yawned as he woke up
close to sundown.
<I shouldn't take naps like that ever again... What a
naughty and weird dream... not to say it wasn't fun... but totally
inappro- ... I'm in class.... Naked............. no....>
"YAHHHHHHHHARGH!!!!", Ranma screamed as he realized the
reality of his memory. He muttered curses as clothed himself and
analyzed the full impact of his actions.
<OhmygodOhmygodOhmygod what have I done?!? Dammit! I
should have told Akane when I had the chance! Now I'm in deep
shit... unless... Why should I tell her? I'm never going to
do something as stupid as this ever again. Telling her would
just make her mad and hurt her... I could never hurt Akane.
That's it then, I'll have to keep it a secret for Akane's sake!>
He realized how stupid and poor his rationalization was
but he needed *something* to justify his secrecy. Ranma forced
himself to try and accept the pathetic excuse as he left the
room with a heavy laden heart.
-=-=-
Ranma poked the embers of the fire again, sighed, then
tossed the stick into the fire and watched it burn. He was at
his usually camp under the bridge by the river, still sulking,
when Akane arrived, carrying a flashlight and wrapped in a blanket.
"I thought you might be here." Akane sat down next to him.
"Well where else would I go?"
"I'm sure Shampoo or Ukyou would have accommodations..."
"I-I wouldn't do that...", Ranma's words were strained.
"I know you wouldn't." She cuddled up to him.
Ranma was beginning to have a moral dilemma. He could
keep as secret, as he kept Ryouga's, but he didn't like lying
to Akane... well, that wasn't entirely true: He didn't mind
lying to her when she knew he was lying... all those insults,
deep down she had always known he was lying. But this deception
bothered him... he had betrayed Akane and was doubling his sin
by not confessing.
Ranma's thoughts dissipated as he found Akane's tongue
in his mouth. Akane pushed him back and climbed onto him. She
spoke between their beginnings of their love making.
"I- mmm- know -ahh- that this -hmmmm- has been hard- mmm-
for you. I came -oh- to help you -ahhhh- relax."
"Akane -ohjez- Akane -mmm- Akane stop.", Ranma pushed her
back, "I can't do this..."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Today...", this was extremely hard for him, yet he felt
he had tell her, "I did something very, very... wrong."
"Oh Ranma, you didn't hurt somebody badly in a fight today
did you?"
"No.", Ranma looked away.
"No? What did you do?"
"I... I... Miss Hinako... we... me and her we..."
"oh." She lay back down and resumed her affectionate
advances.
"Wha-What?!? Just like that? Did you hear what I said?
You're not mad?!?"
"No, why should I be?"
"..."
"If anything, you've proven that you're extremely loyal."
"..."
"Kasumi predicted a few hours... you lasted three days!
Only someone with your love and dedication could have held out
for so long!" She smiled and gave him a hug.
"Wait, I don't understand..."
"Do you remember Hentosai's Passion Fever Dust?"
"How could I forget? Wait-" Ranma began to understand.
"Kasumi made her own, non-lethal version for you... and
Miss Hinako."
"I don't believe what I'm hearing..." He pulled away
from Akane and sat up.
"It makes both of you produce more pheromones and to be
highly perceptive of them. It also contains a powerful aphrodisiac
in it that-"
"Get out of here." Ranma said it quietly. He was looking
away from her, over the river, clenching his shaking fists.
"Wha-" Akane started to get up, reaching for him when
he spun around.
"GET OUT OF HERE!!! How could you use me like that!"
"Ranma..." Akane's eyes began to shimmer.
"If you're not leaving, *I* am!" Ranma tried stuffing
some things into his bag, failed, and punted the bag away.
"Ranma! I did it for you-" Akane spoke with a broken
voice.
"I thought you loved me! Play you're perverted games with
someone else!"
Ranma ran into the darkness, leaving Akane on her knees...
sobbing by the firelight.
-=-=-
Ranma kept running and running through the streets of
Tokyo. He tried to run from his mind, knowing that he couldn't,
he tried to forget... but it was too soon and it hurt too much;
he had never trusted anyone as he had Akane.
<Stupid Tomboy! That macho chick doesn't know the meaning
of loyalty! And to think, I felt guilty about knocking Miss
Hinako up on *her* account! Well screw her!>
"STUPID AKANE!!!!", Ranma yelled as he kicked a street light
in half. Ranma kept running.
"DO YOU HEAR ME?!?!? YOU IDIOT!!!", dogs howled in the
background. Ranma kept running.
"AKANE YOU MORON!!!", lights went on and people yelled out
their windows, he ignored them and kept running. Arriving at a
park fountain, Ranma sat down panting.
"AAAKAAAANE!!! AKANE I HATE- ... I hate- ...." He couldn't
say it because deep down he knew he didn't and that was the problem.
The thought came to him that it wasn't Akane he hated... He needed
to break something, he needed to kill someone, he needed...
*<SPLASH>*
Cold and wet, Ranma-chan leaned her head against the center
of the fountain and cried...
-=-=-
Miss Hinako felt good. She felt *really* good. She had
seen a specialist the other day who said that there was nothing
wrong with her... her change into an adult seemed harmless and
permanent. She still had her Special Technique to boot!
Her adult form commanded more respect and gave her more
concentration and focus. Hinako was better equipped to teach, she
had to whack a few drooling boys with the yardstick now and then,
but other than that, things were looking up.
Getting laid the day before added a little bounce in her
step as well. Not only did it improve her disposition, it was
also working as planned... Ranma had completely forgotten to
administer his "therapy" yesterday, not that it seemed to matter
anymore, but it was nice to know her plans could work... she was
feeling really good.
She felt so good she had decided to get a headstart on the
day and went to work extra early. Humming to herself as she skipped
of the steps of Furinkan High, she was about to open the door when
she foot ran into something... it was Ranma.
"Ungh... mmphft... A-kane... no...", Ranma-chan murmured
half asleep.
"Saotome? Ranma!", she kicked her in the side, "Ranma,
wake up!" Ranma-chan let out a groan and started to sit up.
"Unnnngh."
Hinako smirked, "Com'on you lazy delinquent! It seems that
all you ever do at school is sleep!". Ranma-chan groaned again.
"Ah- Hinako-sensi... I don't feel to good...", she croaked
out. A look of concern immediately replaced the smile as she knelt
down and touched her forehead.
"Hm, you really are sick... What are you doing here anyway?
It doesn't matter... I've got time, let's get you to the Tendos'"
"No... no, not there.", Ranma-chan weakly moaned.
"Hm? Why not? Nevermind... I'll get you to my place."
-=-=-
Ranma-chan awoke in a plush soft bed not knowing where
she was. After a few moments of reflection she remembered: after
she had stupidly dunked herself in the fountain (which was Akane's
fault), she had moped around until she ended up at Furinkan High
exhausted (which was Akane's fault). Since she had stupidly left
her camping equipment she had to curl up, wet and cold, on the
doorstop and try to sleep. She must have caught a cold, as she
vaguely remembered Miss Hinako taking her to her home.
Ranma looked about and found a tray with luke-warm tea and
a note beside her. The note read:
"Dear Ranma,
You are excused from class today as a result of
your illness (but that doesn't mean I won't bring you
back some homework!). I made you have some while you were
asleep, but drink a cup or two more of this tea and you
should feel better in no time. There's food in the kitchen
and a book for you to read in the study. I should be back
before evening.
Your Loving Teacher,
Hinako Ninomiya"
She put down the note and got up. She was already feeling
better (she had always been a fast healer) but downed two cups of
the tea anyway and looked around Miss Hinako's apartment. It was
cozy and make one think pink.
Ranma went to the study and looked at the book Miss Hinako
had picked out. Flipping through it, she saw that it was in English
so she put it back down and ignored it.
The kitchen pantry was filled with junk food as was the
refrigerator... Miss Hinako's speeded up metabolism must allow her
to eat this junk and keep her figure. Normally, Ranma loved junk
food but she didn't feel like it right now.
Ranma-chan sniffed at her clothes and decided what she
needed was a bath... it was incredible what kind of crap collected
in the bottom of a fountain. Checking the time, Ranma figured she
could take a bath and eat a little something before Miss Hinako
returned.
She found the bathroom and began filling the tub with hot
water. As it filled, Ranma-chan unbuttoned her shirt and slid her
pants and her boxers past her hips and let them fall. She took off
her shirt and stared at herself, nude, in the mirror.
She grew aroused, seeing herself nude and immediately grew
embarrassed and blushed. Ranma-chan collected her clothes and
tossed them in the hamper. Sliding it to the bath, Ranma quickly
changed back into his uncursed form. Ranma sighed and closed his
eyes.
"Hi Ranma!" Startled, Ranma went underwater for a moment
then shot up sputtering. "I see you're much better!" Miss Hinako
stood there smiling down at him. Ranma instinctively tried to
cover himself up.
"U-uh- yeah, the tea helped. Thanks." His member began
to expand in his hands, causing Ranma to squirm. Hinako grinned
as she began to remove her clothes.
"Hm... looks like you're having difficulty *handling* that.
Want some help?"
"NO! I mean yes, but no- I can't-" Ranma was having moral
problems. He didn't want to take advantage of Miss Hinako while
she was under the influence of the Dust but he was getting unbearably
horny. Hinako saw his hesitation and made up his mind for him.
"Com'on Ranma, I don't bite... usually."
Hinako entered the tub and began to wash herself as if
Ranma wasn't even there. Her dismissive nature made Ranma want
her even more. Ranma watched in silence she cleaned her upper
body. When she finished she looked right at his erection, which
was poking above the water's surface and being stroked by his fist.
"Honestly Ranma *<sigh>* no self control... I said that
I'd handle it!" She leaned forward and took it into her hands.
She pumped it up and down a few times, added some shampoo, then
continued her motions. Ranma moaned as she held his penis up
straight with on hand and rubbed the base of his shaft with the
heel of her palm, occasionally squeezing his balls.
Hinako touched the tip of her tongue to it's top and moved
it in a spiral until she was licking the side of it's head. She
proceeded to make broad, long licks along the length of the shaft.
This teasing drove Ranma nearly mad with passion. He tried pulling
her up but she stopped him and got underneath him so that he was
straddling her chest and her head was just above the water.
She clamped his member between her breasts again and he
began to rock furiously. As Ranma clutched at the sides of the
tub, he marveled at the smoothness between her breasts. Ranma
cried out in warning and Hinako tilted her head back. Ranma
shuddered as his load shot out across Miss Hinako's face, who
eagerly licked up what she could.
As Ranma's spasming cock began to wither, he decided it was
Miss Hinako turn. He moved his fingers to her sex and slid them in,
slowly pumping her. She grasped then pushed him back gently.
"No, Ranma. I want to try something else..." She climbed
out of the tub her body glistening and began to dry herself off.
As Ranma started to get out he looked up to she her with a bucket
of water.
"Hey what's that for? *<SPLASH>* WHAAA!!! COLD!"
"Dry off and come join me in bed..." Ranma-chan did as
she said and climbed into bed next to Miss Hinako. Hinako pulled
a light sheet over them and then cuddled up to Ranma-chan. She
kissed her on the forehead then pulled Ranma onto herself, hugging
her body close. She grasped Ranma's bottom and ground their
pussies together, breathing heavily.
"You're so big for your age!", Miss Hinako said as she
played with Ranma's breasts. She played with them a little longer
then put Ranma's left nipple into her mouth. Hinako sucked at it
gently while flicking her tongue across it. Ranma-chan gripped
Miss Hinako's hair and tried pushing more of her tit into Hinako's
mouth. Hinako responded by accepting the offering and by slipping
her hand between Ranma-chan's legs.
Hinako cupped Ranma's sex, rubbing the base at first. She
then opened Ranma up and fingered her with index and middle fingers.
Ranma-chan gasped as she bounced in and out of Hinako's mouth and
up and down Hinako's fingers. As her orgasm ripped through her, her
cum flowed down her inner thigh and down Hinako's fingers.
After her estacy subsided, Ranma-chan blushed when she
realized how little she had done for Miss Hinako. Feeling guilty,
she slid down between Miss Hinako's legs and began to nuzzle the
outside of Hinako's private regions. Miss Hinako thrust her pussy
into Ranma's face and clamped her thighs around her head. Ranma
felt like she was suffocating but didn't care. She spread Miss
Hinako's legs some and pushed her face closer in, invading her cunt
with her tongue.
Erotic sounds began to come rapidly from Miss Hinako as she
fondled her own breasts and gyrated her hips. Ranma feeling Hinako's
need, moved her assault to Miss Hinako's clitoris. She sucked on it
hard just as Hinako came. The sudden streams of cum were quickly
eaten by Ranma who got more of it on her face than down her throat.
Hinako pulled Ranma up to kiss her passionately, tasting herself.
Miss Hinako pushed Ranma-chan back a moment to look at her.
Ranma had wide, hungry-looking eyes, and a cum soaked face that looked
almost innocent somehow. Hinako rubbed her sopping cunt into Ranma's
causing Ranma's eyes to shut and her teeth to clench while her mouth
was slightly open, robbing her of her innocent look and replacing it
with an extremely erotic one that filled Hinako with new desire.
She turned Ranma around and they began to clean each other's
slits out... After Hinako's latest orgasm began to subside, she
decided that she could really grow to like this arrangement...
-=-=-
Ranma woke up to the smell of breakfast. She yawned,
wrapped a blanket around herself, and headed for the kitchen.
"Mmmm smells like- Eh? Fried chicken for breakfast?!?"
Hinako smiled and passed her something from the microwave, she was
wearing her typical yellow dress.
"-And hot dogs! I'm all out of buns but this pizza works
just as well, it even warms up the cold dog!" Ranma-chan forced
a weak smile.
"A-heh. What clever cook... you know, I'm not really a
breakfast person, do you have anything a tad bit... ah- lighter?"
"Umm, let me think...", she struck a thoughtful pose, Ranma
was amazed at how *cute* she could be even while in her adult form.
<This is the same woman that was making sounds like an animal, last
night?>, "Yes, I've got it!" She tossed Ranma a bag of BBQ flavored
corn chips. "Chow down!"
Ranma-chan looked at it for a second and decided against
asking for something else. She began munching on the chips and
realized she was pretty sticky from the night before.
"Um, I really need a shower... can I use yours?"
"Sure, go ahead... and I washed your clothes, they're by
the bed."
-=-=-
"Okay Ranma, as much as I'd just like you give you a passing
grade, I can't, so you're going to have to earn it."
"I understand."
"Did you look at the book I told you to read?"
"Not really, it was in English."
"This book is your extra credit assignment. Do you know
what it is? It's the Kama Sutra translated into English. *You*
are going to read and understand it, in English."
"What?!? The *entire* book?!?"
"No just excerpts... believe me you'll like it." Her impish
grin showed there was more to what she was saying, but Ranma couldn't
figure it out. "You will read it after school and I'll test your
understanding of it here at night."
"Here? You mean I can stay here?"
"You say I'm the one that put you out into the street... I've
got to make up for that. So study up, the sooner you finish this
assignment, the sooner I can get you out of my house!", she laughed
then stacked another book and a pamphlet onto the Kama Sutra, "This
is a Japanese-English dictionary, this pamphlet will tell you what
passages to read and has some the words not in that dictionary...
Now finish your chips, we got to get to school!"
-=-=-
"Ranma?"
"Go away, Akane." Ranma crossed his arms and turned away.
Akane tried to circle around but Ranma kept turning, she settled for
being at his side.
"You left your things under the bridge...", she passed him
the heavy camping pack <She lugged that ton of stuff for me?>, "I
was afraid you wouldn't have anything to eat so I brought you lunch
too." Ranma felt a twinge of guilt but he wasn't ready to forgive.
"Why'd you bring me lunch, huh? So you can pump me full
of your mind-altering drugs again? So I can become a mindless toy
for you to play with? No thanks! I'll eat with Shampoo or Ukyou."
Akane broke into tears and clutched his arm.
"Ranma, I'm sorry! I should have never let Nabiki talk me
into this, she wanted pictures... I... please-" Ranma pulled away
abruptly.
"I'm late for class."
-=-=-
<Akane no baka! What does she think I am? She could have
got Ms. Hinako in trouble as well. That idiot!> Ranma grew more
and more angry as he thought about the good things Miss Hinako was
doing for him and the bad Akane and ever done to him. By the time
he got to Hinako's class for after school tutoring, he had decided
he would show her, he didn't need her.
"Hello Ranma! Did you bring- WHOA!!!" Ranma spun Hinako
around and pushed her over her desk.
"Ranma! You're here to *study*, not this!" He ignored her,
lifting her dress up over her ass and pulling down her panties.
"Ranma stop! This isn't until chapter twelve!!!" He undid
his pants and rubbed the head of his shaft against her backdoor.
"Ranma, not there! Do you hear me?!? STOP!!!" She screamed
in pain as Ranma slid in. Ranma grunted as he began to pound her
ass. "AHHH! That hurts! Ranma!!! Ranma!!!" Once he was moving
at a steady pace he reached around and fondled her breasts.
Hinako stopped yelling when she realized he wasn't listening.
At first it hurt, but now it wasn't bad... it didn't especially feel
*good* either but it didn't feel bad. At least her breasts felt
good... she decided it wasn't enough and reached between her legs
with one hand as the other supported her.
She came quickly, and was able to get off a second time
before Ranma was ready. When he came he cried out Akane's name as
if in pain, drew out of Miss Hinako, and sat on the floor, curled
up in a ball.
"Ranma, feel better?"
"No."
"Want to talk about it?"
"No."
"We'll wait a while... we can start the lesson later."
-=-=-
Later, when they started the lesson, Ranma mentally thanked
Miss Hinako for pretending to forget what had happened just a
moment ago. He seemed eager to learn, if only to distract himself.
After much tedious translation and help from Miss Hinako, Ranma
finally translated the introduction to the Kama Sutra.
Rereading his translation, Ranma decided he was going to
like this extra credit assignment. Unless he seriously goofed, the
Kama Sutra was an ancient collection of special intercourse
techniques in poetic format... he couldn't wait to be "tested" on
the material! He picked up the pace and finished lesson one in
record time.
"My, my... Ranma, you sure you're not just rushing through
the material for the test? I'm going to have to test you very, very
thoroughly." Ranma smiled, Yes, he was *sure* he was going to like
this assignment.
-=-=-
For the next few days, Ranma studied his new text-book like
mad. He was picking up the written English language extraordinarily
fast. The techniques he learned were tested and practiced with
Miss Hinako. He never knew there were so many and so pleasurable
ways to have sex.
Ranma was beginning to feel guilty about not telling Miss
Hinako about the Passion Dust. He was pretty sure it had mind-
altering effects and was possibly dangerous (the original certainly
was) but he was in too good a position to risk her wrath by telling
her. He didn't want to spoil their friendship. They were really,
really *good* friends. But she didn't love him and he didn't love
her....
Ranma began to miss Akane more and more, but at school he
would refuse to acknowledge her existence, because of his own
stubborn nature. Every time he felt he could come to forgive her,
he would remind himself of her crimes. He grew miserable but was
determined not to forgive her dispite his pain. His concentration
was shot, as was his studies, and equally his ability as a lover...
This concerned Miss Hinako.
-=-=-
"That *<pant,pant>* was *<wheeze>* pathetic Ranma!", said
a naked Hinako as she lay there staring at the ceiling, exhausted.
A Ranma tried to sit up, shocked, but was too tired.
"WHAT!?! I counted twelve orgasms! You're not satisfied?!?"
"Of course I am! But the technique calls for you to drive
me into such a euphoric state that I should go unconscious. You
merely pounded away at me with no skill... just brute endurance!
Sloppy, very sloppy! You're not concentrating! What's distracting
you?"
"Nothing."
"Oh come on! These last few days you've been totally
distracted from your studies. As your teacher I demand to know what
the problem is!" Ranma hesitated then began to talk, he had been
dying to get this off his chest.
Ranma wasn't ready to tell Miss Hinako *everything* so he
was purposely vague and inspecific to the point it would be hard for
most to understand the problem... but Miss Hinako listened intently
and when he finished she had the general gist of the problem.
"Hmmm... I think I understand. I'm not really an expert on
relationships but I think you should make up with Akane."
"But she did something really, really bad!"
"Was it so bad that it's worth losing her?"
"..."
"I think I'm right, in fact I'm sure I'm right. As your
teacher and in the name of your studies, I demand that you make an
effort to forgive Akane."
"But-" Hinako put a finger to his lips.
"No 'But's! In fact, you're going to do it first thing after
school tomorrow!"
"I-" She shot him a stern look.
"Ranma." Ranma conceded and sighed.
"Yes, Hinako-sensi."
"That's a good student... cheer up, we're not done with the
lesson yet!"
-=-=-
"Do you mean it?!?", Akane asked with glimmering eyes.
"Yes. I've missed you...."
"Oh Ranma!" Akane threw her arms around him hugging him
tightly... for a minute, Ranma thought he was being hugged by
Shampoo.
"I don't think I've quite forgiven what you've done, but
I love you too much to stay away... what made you do it? Nabiki?"
"Well Nabiki, yes... Kasumi too... but don't be too hard
on them, Ranma. It's not entirely their fault."
"Well see... Kasumi!!! Nabiki!!! Get your asses in here
right now!"
"You didn't have to yell, Ranma, we were right outside."
"I should have figured you'd be eavesdropping, Nabiki."
"Hey don't look at me, it was her idea." Nabiki pointed her
thumb a Kasumi who just shrugged.
"Eavesdropping is one of the arts a housewife has to master."
"What's with you!?! Why did you use the Dust on me and Miss
Hinako?" Kasumi cocked an eyebrow and looked at him through half
closed eyes.
"It solved your problem... and gave us a little thrill."
she stepped close and reached toward him. Ranma backed away and
turned around. "I mean, a young, voluptuous teacher", she began to
unbutton the front of her blouse, exposing her bra-less chest,
"fiddling around with her younger, strong student" she put her hands
on Ranma's shoulders causing him to shudder, "was too exciting to
pass up." Kasumi reached around, hugging his chest while pushing
her breasts against his back. Ranma squinted and spoke low.
"Who gave you the right to screw around with Akane and me?
Even if I don't mean anything to you... what about her? She's
your sister. How can you do that to her?" Ranma stood like stone
as Kasumi unbuttoned his shirt from behind.
"We were wrong... accept it. We're sorry." She kissed the
back of his neck softly... then licked it. Kasumi's erect nipples
were pushing into Ranma's now bear back as her hands began to slip
into his boxers... Ranma spun around and pushed her hard onto the
floor. She lay on her back with her blouse open and her skirt high
up on her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties and her moist mound
glistened. Ranma looked up to see Nabiki already naked, fingering
herself, with a pile of her clothes at her feet and Akane with her
eyes shut, rubbing her front of her skirt. He smiled strangely down
at Kasumi.
"No you're not." Ranma dropped his boxers and got in
between her legs. He cupped one of her breasts, passing his thumb
over her nipple, then guided his erection to her love hole and
rested it's head at her entrance. Kasumi closed her eyes and gasped
expecting entry, but Ranma stood up and pulled his boxers back up.
"You're not sorry." As he started to leave, Kasumi got a
desperate look in her eye got on her knees tugging at the front of
Ranma's boxers as he tried to pull them up. She got a hold of his
member and as tried to put it in her mouth she pleaded with the
struggling Ranma.
"Please! I'll do anything! I'm sorry! Ranma!" Ranma
slapped her causing her to fall back again.
"Bitch!"
Kasumi came hard, her cunt over-flowing as she began to cry.
"...not sorry at all. I've forgiven you. But as punishment
you'll get nothing from me, for a while... and you have to apologize
to Miss Hinako. Com'on Akane." He grabbed Nabiki's ass and left
with Akane. Kasumi continued to sob.
"...I'm sorry..."
-=-=-
"So let me get this straight... you gave a chemical to me,
based on a lethal formula, as a perfume to get the possible,
untested, results of me having sex with Ranma, an act that could
have caused me to lose my job and face, supposedly to help him pass
English? And now you're asking for forgiveness?"
"That about sums it up. We need you to forgive Kasumi, too.
She's not here -rough night -ahem right now but she was part of it.
In fact it was her Dust. Oh hey wait... here she is now." Kasumi
walked in with her usual smiling expression. She seemed perfectly
normal.
"Nabiki... Akane... you really must be better hostesses...
you haven't offered our guest anything to *eat*!" Still keeping her
closed-eye smiling expressing, Kasumi lifted her skirt, sat on the
floor, and spread her legs to expose her naked crotch to Miss Hinako.
Akane gasped, Nabiki blinked, and then Hinako smiled... and dove
right in.
Miss Hinako's ass bobbed up and down as she feverishly ate
the moaning Kasumi. Akane and Nabiki watched their older sister
writhe in pleasure until Nabiki could not stand it any more. She
went over to the pair and groped the teacher's breasts. Nabiki
marveled at their size and firmness while squeezing them.
Akane bit her hand gently as she slowly rubbed her pussy
through her skirt. She desperately wanted to join the fun but didn't
want to upset Ranma any further. Akane knew she should leave, right
now... but maybe it would be okay if she just watched.
"Ohohohoh OHAAHHH!!!", cried Kasumi as she came.
"My, you're a loud one!", said Hinkao between laps.
Nabiki said nothing as she moved to sit upon her sister's
face, who eagerly obliged. Akane continued her slow stimulation,
mesmerized by the show. After satisfying Nabiki, Kasumi pushed
Hinako back so she could ride her face. This allowed Nabiki to
spread Miss Hinako's legs and insert her personal vibrator....
-=-=-
Hours later, Ranma returned from his investigation. Right
after last night's incident, Ranma knew he had done something wrong.
After Akane told him that Kasumi and Nabiki had been taking the Dust
almost like a drug, he attributed his and their odd behavior to it.
He convinced Akane into not using the Dust and asked her for a sample
which he took to Dr. Tofu this morning.
Dr. Tofu confirmed Ranma's fears: in addition to being a
powerful aphrodisiac, it raised one's inner ki level, acted as birth
control, and could possibly, if used continuously, cause permanent
mind alteration. Ranma asked for a cure but Dr. Tofu said that he
would have to work on it. After evading Dr. Tofu's questions about
where he got the Dust, Ranma raced back home to tell the girls of
the danger the Dust might be.
He started to enter the room when he heard voices inside.
Stopping, he cocked his head to listen.
"...those are the terms." <Was that Miss Hinako?>
"A steady supply of the Dust and access to Ranma at any
time for your forgiveness and Ranma's 'A'? A fair trade... done!"
"Nabiki, no! You can't do this to Ranma! Not again!"
<Good old Akane!>
"Akane, don't worry. Ranma is used to me selling him out!"
"Nabiki... don't." Ranma had heard enough.
"Yes, Nabiki, don't."
"Ranma!", gasped Akane.
"Oh, hi, Ranma. Just negotiating you're 'A'-"
"I earned my 'A'! And I know what you were really talking
about! Not that I care, I'm not a slave, your trade means *nothing*.
I'm here to warn you about the Passion Dust, it is dangerous-"
"Nonsense Ranma, I wouldn't feed you poison! It's completely
non-toxic, I made it... I should know."
"It helps me maintain my adult form."
"It doubles the number and the pleasure of my orgasms!"
Recovering from Nabiki's blunt statement, Ranma tried to get his
point across.
"But it has *MIND ALTERING* effects! You're all changing!"
"Honestly, Ranma, of course we are. *Everyone* changes."
"Ranma, I can't believe you! Typical male! This helps us
liberate our true selves and once you can't handle it you try to
take it away from us!" The gears in Nabiki's mind were at work, she
was in full frontal assault mode.
"I have to! It's bad-"
"These are modern times Ranma! Would you like to go back to
medieval Japan? Huh, Ranma? In those days, the dominate male could
have as many wives as he wanted... is that what you want, Ranma? Do
want us all? Do you want to control all of us?!?"
"No, Nabiki!-"
"You think we're just breeding machines to be taken advantage
of then tossed aside?!? To be pushed around like livestock?!?"
"I never meant that! You can't-"
"I 'can't'? I *'can't'*!?! You hear that girls? Ranma says
we 'can't'. We're *modern* women, Ranma, in a *modern* society. And
in a modern society, we do things democratically. We can vote, Ranma!
So I say we take a vote! All in favor of Kasumi's Passion Fever Dust
say 'aye'!"
"Aye.", said Kasumi, Hinako, and Nabiki.
"All against Kasumi's Passion Fever Dust say 'nay'!" Ranma
shook his head <What the-?!?>
"Nay.", said Akane and a brain wrecked Ranma.
"That's it! The votes are in 3 to 2, the Dust stays!", if
Nabiki didn't have so much self-control, she would break out laughing
on the floor. Ranma turned to Akane.
"W-what just happened?"
"You say the Dust raises one's inner ki?"
"Y-yes."
"I think Nabiki just demonstrated some of that excess ki..."
Ranma sat on the floor and shaking his head. Nabiki came over,
grinning, followed by Miss Hinako and Kasumi.
"Ranma?"
"Huh?", Nabiki shadowed over him as the other two women
encircled him.
"Hinako-sensi tells us you've learned a few new tricks...."
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Author's Notes
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Well that's it for Lemonade Punch #2... I'll start working
on #3 once I get some feedback on this one. Sorry for the delays on
getting this one out, been *real* busy. I'd like to thank all of
those people who responded to LP#1 and helped me on the sequel. I'd
also like to apologize for this FanFic... in re-reading this I found
myself yawning in the middle so I'll try to do better next time. I
felt sorta cramped doing this one (unlike the first one) but I'm
hoping to have more fun doing future ones.
I'd also like to take a minute to talk about comments. I,
and I think most FanFic authors, like to get comments, good or bad.
It helps us write better (well, maybe not in my case) and tells us
that there are people out there enjoying our work (or dying from it
as the case may be). Comment, and comment often... even if it's just
a few lines.
There's another creative group that would like to hear from
you as well... the FanPic artists. Just because they don't write to
you doesn't mean you shouldn't write to them! They too, would like
to hear your comments, suggestions, and sometimes flames... not just
your endless reqests for their pictures. I tip my hat to, salute,
bow before and worship the FanPic artists SHADE and The Acid Junkie
and lemon FanFic author Darren Demaine, who proves that good writing
and plot in a lemon is not just some abstract theory (hope to see more
of his work... soon). There are MANY other authors and artists I'd
like to mention but won't for your sake.
Well that's it for now. Remember, the fate of the next LP
is in your hands!
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