Lemonade Punch#5: My Bright-Eyed Girl
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Started: 7/4/96
Last Update: 3/1/97
The next morning began somewhat awkwardly. As Akane tried to
stealthily leave Ranma's room, Nabiki was exiting from Kasumi's
with the same intent. They caught each other closing the doors to
the respective rooms. For a moment the simply stared at each other.
Both their minds quickly searched for an excuse... Nabiki was just a
bit quicker that early in the morning.
"Akane! *What* do you think you're doing?!" Akane cringed.
"Ssshhhhh! Please, not so loud, you'll wake everyone!"
"Akane, I truly hope you weren't in Ranma's room doing what
I think you were doing." Armed with her returned memory but false
amnesia, Nabiki was having a field day. Akane blushed furiously.
"Nabiki! How could you- You don't really think- Com'on!
*Me*?! And *Him*?!?", Akane stuttered unconvincingly.
"Akane... I think you're old enough... but even though I joke
about it a lot, I really hope you didn't- ... you two really do love
each other but.... -did you use protection?", Nabiki blurted out the
last part, making sure to add a bit of false blushing. Akane looked
at her sister and was earnestly touched.
"Nabiki.... We- er, I really- WE WEREN'T DOING ANYTHING!!!",
Akane shouted a bit too loudly. She didn't like lying to her sister,
but she thought it was better if Nabiki didn't know.
"Okay... you're word is good enough for me...", Nabiki smiled
as she watched Akane cringe with guilt, "but whatever you guys were
doing, I hope it was worth it.... Good night, Akane." Nabiki slipped
into her room, knowing that Akane would be reeling so much from her
near discovery, that she would forget about Nabiki leaving Kasumi's
room. Meanwhile, Yasha watched the whole affair, silently applauding
Nabiki.
<That girl is a sneaky one! I wouldn't be surprised at all
if she was half-demon or was possessed by one....> Yasha quickly
slipped back into bed in her Ranko guise before Akane opened the
door. In just a few hours, the rest of the household awoke. This
time, Ranma and Kasumi exited their rooms rather early. Kasumi to
handle to usual duties of the home and Ranma to begin his morning
workout. Normally they didn't cross paths (even though they were the
only ones about) and if they did they simply exchanged a quick "Good
morning" and went about their business, but this morning was a little
different.
Kasumi arose with a hentai perspective of lost time because
of her induced amnesia. She had to make it up. But at the same
time, she didn't want to scare away her only game by revealing that
she had remembered... but feeling daring and sexy she went out
wearing-... it would be okay, it would be only her and Ranma for at
least another hour, before she had to be more... modest.
"Oh, hi Kasumi....", Ranma mumbled, still a bit dreary eyed.
He attempted to walk past her but bumped into her when she stepped
into his way. Not thinking clearly, he apologized and attempted to
pass her again. Again he bounced of her ample chest and simply stood
there, half asleep. The exertion of the night before had left him
with very little energy and time to sleep. Kasumi, at the sight of
his bulge, resisted the urge to be awfully naughty, and instead
profiled for him, greeting him in a breathless voice.
"Good morning, Ranma-kun." Ranma's eyes traveled from her
long bare legs up to her thin supple waist, stopping a moment at her
large round breasts, and finally gazing at her lovely face with her
pouty red lips. Kasumi was wearing a transparent gossamer nightgown
over a tiny white teddy that truly celebrated her body. While it
took Ranma's brain several moments to comprehend what he was seeing,
his soldier understood immediately. His bulge stood attention, proud
and tall, in salute of Kasumi's attire... or lack of.
"Oh, hi Kas- *<GACK!>* *Kasumi*?!?!", Ranma managed, as it
finally dawned on him that he innocent Kasumi was wearing that lewd
teddy. By this time, he had nearly gotten used to the "old" Kasumi,
as she was before the Passion Fever Dust Attack... but now *this*!
"Ranma-kun, I- I- Oh, Ranma!!" Kasumi hugged him
desperately, running her hands along his bare back, and gyrating her
hips a bit to obviously.
"AH! KASUMI!!! Y-" Ranma panicked as he realized Kasumi
had gotten her memory back... like Hinako.
"Is it true?!? Did you really- really... You and Akane! If
it is!! Oh Mother, forgive me, I told them to wait!", Kasumi cried
out. Ranma was relieved... for a second there... but wait! He
finally understood what Kasumi was *really* saying.
"Oh, no no no no no!!! Kasumi! How could you- You don't
really think- Com'on! *Me*?! And *Her*?!?", Ranma stuttered
unconvincingly.
"But, Nabiki told me-"
"*Please*, com'on... *Nabiki*?!? You know that girl's a real
hentai, Kasumi!"
"Ranma! I wish you wouldn't talk about my sister that way...
but it's true that Nabiki can exaggerate at times...."
"Kasumi, I assure you, there is no way I'd ever do anything
to or with that uncute, tomboy sister of yours!"
"I knew you wouldn't... at least without getting married
first. Thank you."
"No prob... uh, could you let go of me now?" Ranma prayed
that Kasumi's thigh, between his legs, would not feel his... er,
"throbbing." That was the last thing he needed in this situation.
He had to, however, admit that Kasumi had a hot body and
seeing it like this only reminded him of what he had once did to it
many times. During his workout, Ranma found himself running back
into the house, repeatedly, for drinks of water... most of it ran
ineffectively, down his chin as he watched Akane's bustiest sister
move around the house. Something about a sexy babe who cleaned,
cooked, and never complained really got him up... perhaps it was
*because* she was the opposite of Akane that he got so hard looking
at her smooth-
<Shimatta! What am I thinking?!? I just had a wonderful
night with the love of my life, and I'm already thinking about her
sister?!? What kind of pervert am I?!? ... But why is Kasumi
wearing that? ... Duh. It's obvious. She wants me to throw her to
the ground, rip that teeny bit of cloth off her, and fuck her like
there's no- *WHAT*?!?!> Yasha giggled as she continued to assault
his mind with perverted thoughts. Ranma began to sweat earnestly.
It was bad enough if he couldn't control his bodily reactions... but
when he had no control over his *thoughts*!!! What would happen if
he lost control over his actions?! <A repeat of Passion Fever,
that's what... I can't let it happen again!>
Ranma fled outside where he returned to his early exercises.
<I just gotta stay out of trouble for less than an hour... by then
the Old Man will be up and Akane will follow. I just have to last
until then!>, Ranma thought as he sparred against an invisible
opponent. Thankfully, Kasumi made no advances and Genma woke up a
little earlier than usual.
The father and son sparred heavily, Ranma making several
mistakes as a result of his tiredness and nervousness. Luckily, he
didn't end up in the carp pond this time around, though. The workout
left Ranma sore but somewhat refreshed. His mind was off hentai
things and he felt he could meet the day's challenges. Kasumi had
even gone back to her usual modest dress and apron. By breakfast
everything seemed more or less normal. Akane and Ranma anxiously
awaited a chance to tell each other what had happened after they had
parted last night. The only slight incident was Ranko coming down
the stairs wearing a blue sailor fuku.
"Er, Ranko... where's your school uniform?"
"Oh it's upstairs. I'm much more accustomed to this outfit
from my old school. Furinken High's dress code policy seems flexible
enough to let me wear this, don't you think?"
"I don't think there should be a problem.", said Ranma as he
looked her up and down... his gaze stopping at her legs. Akane
caught him staring and pinched his toe. He yelped then grinned
sheepishly, causing Akane to forgive him almost instantly. They had
to strain themselves from looking at each other lovingly. Akane
squeezed Ranma's hand under the table and Ranma gave up a pickle for
her (a monumental sacrifice and show of affection from his point of
view). Nabiki winked at Kasumi while Yasha made an effort to keep
her food down.
-=-=-
Ranma, Akane, and Ranko made it to school that morning and on
time (defeating Kuno in record time: an easy feat between the three
of them). Before entering Hinako's classroom however, Ranma needed
to keep Hinako away from Ranko. He and Ranko stood outside in the
hall as Akane went in and got Miss Hinako out. She eyed Ranko then
crossly addressed Ranma.
"This better be good, Saotome, you're delaying class."
"I just thought I'd introduce you to my Cousin Ranko. She'll
be enrolled in this school for awhile....", Ranma motioned for Hinako
to come aside with him. Quietly he whispered, "I don't know how you
got your memory back, but right now I don't care. Ranko is living
with us because her mother died and her father is absent. Although
she looks like my girl-type form, your are *NOT* to confuse her with
me! She's very dear to me and very innocent. If you touch her..."
He let his silence and expression carry his meaning. Hinako raised
an eyebrow at his grave nature.
"Are you threatening me, Ranma?"
"Yes, Hinako-sensi. I would, for her sake."
"You sound like you love her very much... how does Akane fit
in with Ranko and you?"
"Hinako, that is not your concern. I love Ranko as a sister
and will protect her like one. I love Akane as my wife & partner."
Ranma brought her back to Ranko and resumed normal speech, "Sensi,
please introduce Ranko as my cousin to the class."
"Of course, Saotome. It's a pleasure to meet you Ranko. I'm
sure you'll have the time of your life while you're here.", Hinako
said coyly. Ranma silently grit his teeth, but he let it go. She
ushered them in but Ranma caught her arm and pulled her back out.
"One more thing... you're going to explain how you got your
memory back-" Hinako put a finger to his lips and smiled.
"Patience... after school. You know, you're so sexy as an
aggressor!" She pinched his cheek and walked back into class leaving
Ranma to follow in after her lovely ass.
-=-=-
"Class, today we have a new student. This is Ranko Saotome,
Ranma's cousin. She'll be enrolled in this school for a while so I
hope you'll all give her a warm welcome and make her feel at home."
The sight of the red-headed, pig-tailed girl sent whispers
of gossip about the classroom like wild-fire:
"Wasn't she here just yesterday?"
"Her chest is huge!"
"She just enrolled?"
"We've seen her tits before, remember?"
"Hey isn't that Ranma's girlfriend, Ranma?"
"How come all of Ranma's friends get to break the dress code?
Huh? I mean, look at that fuku!"
"Maybe she changed her name to Ranko?"
"Yeah *look* at fuku! Yeeyoww! Rrrrr!! Hubba hubba!"
"She doesn't seem to be the same person."
"Man, Ranma's lucky... you think he's into foursomes?"
"They're *cousins*?!? Isn't that illegal or something?"
"I really don't think they're the same person guys!"
Ranma could feel his temperature go up as he listened to some
of the comments while Akane groaned and buried her face in her hands.
This left Ranko blushing furiously in front of the class. Her eyes
were downcast as she picked invisible lint off her skirt... no one
noticed Miss Hinako checking out Ranko's butt from behind. Finally
Ranma could take it no more. He jumped in front of the classroom and
shook with emotion.
"WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP?!?! You want the score?! Here it is!
This is my Cousin Ranko Saotome. We are not related by blood. We
are not boyfriend and girlfriend. She is not Ranma Saotome. She has
not ever been to Furinken High School. She is not available. If any
of you guys touch her I will kill you. Akane is my fiancee. If you
touch her, I will kill you. I'll repeat: Ranko is my cousin. Akane
is my fiancee. Touch either of them and I will kill you. I am not
a chauvinist, they are not my property, but I will kill you anyways.
Again, I am not going out with my Cousin Ranko and I do not know how
to or ever have "picked up babes!" Thank you for listening!"
When he had finished screaming at them he felt his face turn
red from embarrassment. The whole class was so silent in shock from
his angry speech that the sound of rustling grass, from outside could
be heard. But after an eternal silence, all at once the gossip
resumed and everyone continued as if Ranma had not said a thing.
Except the topic now was how Ranma was probably insane and had killed
his therapist or something.... Ranma groaned and gave up.
-=-=-
When it came around to lunch time, Ranma ran about looking
for Ranko. He bumped into Akane first. Weighing his protective
nature for Ranko to time alone with Akane, the latter won out. The
couple slipped away to a far corner behind the school. This kind of
privacy rarely came to them at school.
Ranma sat on a log and leaned against the cool brick as Akane
wrapped her legs around him and sat on his lap. They kissed a little
bit, then opened their lunches, and fed each other laughing happily.
They fooled around while eating and talking.
"Akane, something -mmm- funny happened this -mmmm- morning."
"Hmmm- Really?", Akane said not very attentively.
"Yeah -mmmm- wait.", Ranma broke their kiss and held her back
slightly to make sure she would listen, "Kasumi... I think Kasumi was
coming on to me today."
"You joking right?"
"I wouldn't joke about a think like that, would I? She was
doing some pretty hentai things..."
"Come to think of it, I remember seeing Nabiki come out of
Kasumi's room this morning... could they- ...?"
"Oh my God, they've-"
"Calm down, you're probably nothing. We're just paranoid
because Hinako-sensi remembered!" Akane said hurriedly returning to
her French lessons.
"Hmmmphmm! -Akane! All the more reason to think -mmmmm-
that they remembered! Just like -mmmm- Miss Hinako!"
"Oh come on Ranma! What -hmmmm- did she do?"
"Well she wore this tiny white -mmm- teddy. That barely -mm-
covered anything! I could -hmmmmmm- see the outline -mmmph- of her
vagina -Mmm!- through -mmm- the -mmm!- skimpy -mmm- thing! -mmmm- &
she rubbed her -Oh!- pussy -mmm- against my -Damn!- crotch like you
are now!", Ranma managed... obviously suffering. Akane made a sound
of acknowledgment as she began to dampen. The pace of their love
making came to a frantic pace, Ranma had his hand up Akane's sweater
while she had a hand in his pants, when suddenly Ranma stopped and
nearly dropped Akane.
"Hey! What's wrong!?", she asked as she wiped a bead of
sweat from her forehead.
"We should stop... someone might see us.", Ranma panted.
"What! Come on, no one's here!"
"We only have a few more minutes until lunch is over and you
know I don't liked to be -er- ... rushed."
"So you don't want to- !?!?"
"Are you kidding, my balls are boiling, I feel like I'm gonna
burst!" Akane laughed at his serious expression "Shh, Akane, I
promise... we'll do that tonight.
"Alright, I can wait. But I don't know if you can... seeing
as how you're ready to burst and all.", Akane joked.
"I think I'll manage.", Ranma smiled, "Let's go check on
Ranko. It's only the second day of school for her and we've already
dumped her... how cruel of us."
"Okay, let's go find her."
-=-=-
It didn't take Ranma long to find his Cousin Ranko. He saw
her right away... his innocent, sweet, & cute red-headed cousin
surrounded by a pack of school-boys.
"What the- !" Ranma moved to rush forward to Ranko's aid but
Akane caught his arm and held him back.
"Wait Ranma... look.", she pointed. These school-boys where
not testing pick-up lines, or giving Ranko their phone numbers, or
going for cheap gropes. No, in fact, they all politely sat about
Ranko listening attentively to her tell a fairy tale.
"Well I'll be- Hey, Kuno!" Ranma again prepared to aid Ranko
at the sight of Upperclassman Kuno approach her. But again he was
held back by Akane.
"Akane!", Ranma protested.
"Shhh... let's see how she handles this."
"Pigtailed One!", Kuno called out.
"Eek!", cried Ranko at the sight of that crazy Kuno.
Suddenly, all two dozen boys rose to their feet and faced
Kuno at the sound of Ranko's fear.
"Bug off Kuno! You're scaring Ranko!"
"Yeah and you're interrupting Ms. Saotome's story."
"*WHAT*?!?! The *INSOLENCE*!!!! You mere mortals dare to
separate me from my Pigtailed Goddess!!!"
"She's not that slutty redhead Ranma runs around with! This
is Ranko, his cousin. You're Pigtailed Goddess is the one who
flashes for all of Furinken High!" Kuno began to stutter, spitting
steaming spittle.
"What sorcery is this?! This *is* my Goddess!!! Has Saotome
bewitched you all into thinking otherwise?!? Not only that, but you
openly defy me and defile the name of my Pigtailed Goddess!!!" Kuno
seethed for a moment before addressing them with his head bowed and
his eyes closed.
"But I am a divinely forgiving man... I know this is
Saotome's work, a curse upon you all, and if you leave now no harm
will befall you."
"Look man, the Ranko doesn't want to talk to you.... If you
want to get to her, you'll have to go through all of us!" Kuno
turned and began to walk away. The students relaxed their tensed
positions and exhaled sighs of relief.
"Very well!", Kuno called back, "You have chosen your fate,
all of you... YOU WILL *DIE* BY IT!!!" Kuno spun and unleashed a
fury of attacks that sent Ranko's would-be protectors flying in all
directions. Akane didn't stop Ranma this time, instead, opting to
follow close behind. But their worry was unnecessary. Ranko warped
behind Kuno and bashed him over the head with a giant mallet, a la
Akane... apologizing all the way.
The bruised and battered boys immediately began taking
revenge on the fallen Kuno in a similar fashion to the girls who
caught up with Happousai. Ranma went up and was about to get in a
good kick when Ranko shouted.
"Please stop! You should be ashamed of yourselves! He was
wrong to attack us but that doesn't mean we should hold that against
him! Now I want you to say sorry and take him to the nurse's office,
okay boys?" Kuno's attackers all hung their heads in shame as they
lined up to mumble apologies to the unconscious maniac. Two guys
helped carry him away.
"You're a lucky guy... you've got a great cousin there
Saotome... she's like the sister we never had.", said one with a tear
in his eye as they dispersed.
"Ranko, I'm really impressed! It takes a very noble person
to forgive and stop them from beating him."
"Yeah, why'd you stop them anyway? You know he can take it!"
"Ranma!", Akane scolded while elbowing him in the ribs.
"Owww! Well anyway, it seems you're really popular Ranko...
just don't get too near any of those guys okay?"
"Cousin Ranma, you worry too much! They all seem to be very
nice boys."
"Heh, *seem* is the key phase... you haven't heard some of
the sick things these guys ask me!"
"Like what?"
"Like if I ever- er- .... Isn't lunch just about over? I
think we've got to go!" Ranma ran ahead without waiting for them,
leaving Akane and Ranko to guess.
-=-=-
Ranma made it to his appointment with Miss Hinako without any
major mishap. Akane and Ranko had headed home already, without him.
Hinako rose from her desk when Ranma knocked on her door and entered.
"Hello Ranma."
"You promised me an explanation."
"Yes well, I really didn't want to tell you but... I never
could, resist *you*.", Hinako said coyly, "All right, here's how it
works: It seems that Tofu's amnesiac potion only affected my kawaii
form. So while I'm in this form, I remember everything. When I
started to use the Battle Fish to raise my ki level everything slowly
began to come back."
"So I can just hit your pressure points and-"
"Unfortunately, yes, you could do that. But you don't have
to worry, Ranma. I'm not taking the Dust to maintain my ki level
anymore. The only thing the motivate me into doing hentai things
would be my memories."
"I guess I'm happy for you then-" Miss Hinako cut him off
by approaching him slowly.
"Ran-chan, I miss you though... I miss them too. Now that I
am no longer under the effects of the Dust I understand and respect
your decision to abstain and be exclusively Akane's...", Hinako moved
a hand to touch his face, "But that doesn't mean I don't want too..."
Hinako dragged her fingers across his chest, licked her lips, and
slid her legs back and forth... her meaning was very clear.
"I'll have to decline."
"You and the girls were my only friends for a very long time,
you know. Nobody wants to hang around a freak like me... unless it's
for a date or one night stand.", Hinako looked away, sniffling, her
eyes watering.
"Com'on don't be like that... you understand, right?"
"Sorry... I do. But you know where to come to when you get
the urge to.... -okay, maybe not. Akane's very lucky."
"Would you please tell *her* that?", Ranma chuckled slightly
sadly as Hinako kissed him. He felt like he was saying good-bye to
her despite the fact he'd be seeing her nearly every day at school.
As he left, he looked up.
"You know what... why don't you stop by the Dojo for dinner
tonight?"
"Really? What could I do- Kasumi and Nabiki... they don't
remember...."
"Don't worry about it! It'll give you a chance to make some
*real* friends. Not just playmates. How about it?" Hinako looked
skeptical.
"I don't know... not tonight. Maybe some other time."
"Yeah, right. Some other time. Okay then, see you tomorrow,
Hinako!"
"Don't forget to do your homework!"
"Of course, Sensi!"
"Bye-bye!"
-=-=-
Upon his return home, Ranma was greeted by a most unpleasant
sound... which brought back the most unpleasant memories.
"BWEEEEE!!!"
"Ryouga!" Ranma entered to see the little black pig being
cuddled between his fiancee's cleavage.
"Ranma! Look who came home! My little P-chan's returned!"
"Oh yippee. Good grief, I thought I told you to get lost,
Ryouga." Ranma muttered.
"What did you say?!?", demanded Akane.
"Akane! I thought we went over this-"
As they argued, Yasha noted Ranma's hostility towards the
little pig Akane called P-chan. She also noted the pig's disdain
for Ranma... hmmm it seemed that they knew each other. Suddenly it
came back to her. Yasha remembered this joker from Ranma's dreams.
This was Ryouga, another of the cursed. Up until now, he hadn't seen
Ranko... Yasha decided to make herself present.
P-chan, was busy biting Ranma's hand when he noticed Ranko
standing at the doorway. His jaw went slack so he fell to the ground
and looked from Ranma to Ranko. Ranma took advantage of Ryouga's
stunned state and stomped upon him with a vengeance. Akane slugged
Ranma reflexively. Immediately she regretted it and ran to his side.
"Ranma! Are you okay? I'm *so* sorry! Please forgive me!"
"Uhhhhhh...", Ranma groaned. Meanwhile, Ranko picked up the
delirious pig.
"Akane, I'll feed P-Chan. Take care of Cousin Ranma, please?
Ooo you're such a cute little pig!" Akane nodded distractedly, as
she tended to Ranma's wounds. Ranko left the couple and took the
unconscious piglet to the bathroom. She locked the door and cast a
spell of silence about the room to ensure privacy.
Pinching P-chan by the ears, Ranko splashed him with cold
water and slapped him to make him come about. Soon, he was growling
(to the best of a pig's ability) at what he perceived to be girl-type
Ranma. His eyes narrowed and flailed his little teeth and hooves
intending to do major damage. Yasha slapped him silly, pinching his
ears extra hard.
"Listen up, Pig Boy! Cousin Ranma doesn't like you. Do you
know what *that* means? It means that I'm not wild about you either!
So if you screw with him, then you're screwing with me!! Got it,
Ryouga?!?"
Ryouga was confused as to why Ranma would speak about himself
in third person... he couldn't quite- *<SPLASH!!>* Ranko threw the
pig into a hot bubble bath, allowing him to take his human form.
Normally Ryouga would be embarrassed to be nude in front of a female,
but Ranma was a different story... right now he was just pissed.
"Ranma... grrrrr... if I weren't afraid of Akane hearing me,
I'd rip you apart where you stand right-"
*<SLAP!>* Ranko slapped him across the face yet again.
"Haven't you been paying attention, Ryouga? I'M NOT RANMA!!"
"What the hell of a pathetic kind of trick is this?!? OF
COURSE YOU'RE RANMA, YOU ASSHOLE!!!"
"Damn you're *DENSE*! What do I need to do to get it through
your thick skull, huh? ... Okay, I've got it." Ranma began to strip.
"What do you think you're doing?!?" Although Ryouga was more
or less accustomed to Ranma-chan's naked body, occasionally he was
shamefully aroused by it... right now was one of those awkward
moments. It was always pure torture for him: after all, betraying
his true love, Akane, for his greatest enemy's body, a perverted
man-girl?!? He may be curse to become a pig... but at least he kept
his same gender!!!
Ranko briefly wondered if she should retain some modesty, but
decided as long as she was playing "bad cop" with Ryouga, she might
as well go all the way. Ranko bared herself completely before him,
and slowly stepped into the bathtub. Ryouga's eyes widened as Ranko
kneeled waist deep in the warm water without changing.
"How- ?"
Ranko cut him off by touching her lips in a sign of silence.
Ranko's green eyes flashed him a strange look as she reached for a
pail, beyond him, to dowse herself completely. This made her large
breasts sway infront of Ryouga as she reached behind him. After
soaking herself, she smiled slightly and undid her pigtail releasing
her volumeous hair.
Ryouga gulped as he realized that this probably wasn't a
trick... and if it was he didn't really care. For the first time in
his life he was getting aroused and remaining conscious to enjoy it.
He watched as Ranko rubbed her shampooed hair on her breasts giving
them an erotic glisten, all as she held him in the gaze of her green
eyes. Next, she lifted an shapely leg out of the bubbly broth and
began to lather up and down it's length... her flexibility aiding
greatly. Ryouga watched as she repeated the process for her other
leg. Then Ranko slowly got out and sat on the edge of the tub. Only
a small patch of white foam covered her... she pursed her lips and
blew it away. Spreading her legs slightly, Ranko began to clean
herself, showing Ryouga her innermost secrets. Then naturally, she
began to play with herself.
Ryouga thought he was going to die. The blood that rushed to
his head, threatened to explode out through his nose, yet somehow he
was able to keep this in check. Ryouga dared not breath and stood
statue still, fearing that the slightest sound or motion would stop
this crazy fantasy. He watched her massage her labia, rub and pinch
her clitoris, all with a seductive and erotic look upon her face.
Ryouga looked up occasionally to her but turned away ashamed when she
caught and held his gaze. But Ryouga couldn't tear his eyes away
from her hands. One which she masturbated with and the other which
squeezed a soapy breast through her palm. All that could be heard
was the slight lapping of water, Ranko's quiet but rasping breath,
the sloshing of her large breast in hand, and the squishing her other
hand was producing.
Ranko began to drive her fingers into herself with a steady
rhythm, her breath becoming shorter with each stroke. Ryouga found
himself stroking his erected shaft and recoiled in disgust. As he
was looking down, Ranko came hard. Letting out a yelp as her cum
plopped into the water. Catching her breath, she spread herself wide
and began to rub her inner thighs invitingly. Her green eyes told
Ryouga what she wanted. Ryouga twitched as he prepared to comply.
Rising out of the water he moved toward her to-
"HAHAHAH!!! Oh my-! Hah hah ha! You call that a-! Hee he!
I've seen babies with bigger-! Oh ho ho ho!! Ha ha!", Ranko broke
out into mad peals of laughter and insane giggling. Ryouga, now
extremely self conscious, colored violently and covered his manhood.
"You thought you were going to get somewhere with me... with
that puny thing? My my... and how do you ever hope to satisfy Akane
then, huh?", Ranko cruelly scorned. Ryouga was severely wounded but
remembering Akane was what hurt the most.
<She's right! I nearly- ... Oh the *SHAME*!! Akane, please
forgive me! But it wasn't my fault! It was this *BITCH*!!! She's
even less shameless than Ranma!!!> As his anger rose, so did his
state of arousal... his twisted mind then began to contrive a strange
revenge against Ranko. It would be hard to put into words how his
mind was working but as best as possible it went something to the
effect of this: <Bitch. Evil girl... Ranko. Made my thoughts unpure
and betray Akane. Laugh at me made me like this. I'll show her!
Must make myself pure for Akane... practice on this whore.>
Somehow, he justified the attempted rape of Ranko. Yasha
that knew all this was running through his mind. She, of course,
would, taking in consideration that she put it all there to torment
him. Ryouga, while deranged, would never overstep certain bounds...
but Yasha was making sure that it would be otherwise.
*<SLAP!>*
"How *DARE* you laugh at me, wench!", Ryouga growled after
slapping her across the face. Startled, Ranko fell backwards onto
the tile floor. Reflexively she closed her knees together but Ryouga
leapt upon her and pulled them apart.
"Why are you suddenly so shy? Don't you want me to fuck your
pretty pussy? Hm?", Ryouga smiled evily. He descended on her and
placed his face only centimeter from hers. Ryouga sneered as he
prepared to steal a kiss from her quivering lips.
"Don't-", the scared Ranko said timidly as she shut her eyes
tightly and squirmed between his arms.
"'*Don't*'? Don't *what*? Don't do this?" Ryouga forced a
kiss upon her. It wasn't much of a kiss as Ranko was biting her lip
and shaking with fear... it was more like Ryouga sucking her upper
lip. He began a similar sucking of her nose, eyes, and earlobes.
"'Don't', huh? Perhaps you meant this?" Ryouga reached down
and grasped both her large breast fondling with abandon. He tweaked
one nipple while tonguing the other then sucked both tits as he did
before with her face. Ranko couldn't help but to respond to the
stimuli applied to her mammaries. Her choked moaned escaped only to
encourage her attacker further.
"Or maybe you didn't want me to do *this*?" As he pulled his
hips back, preparing to thrust, Yasha returned his mind to its normal
state... adding a double dose of shame for good measure. Ryouga
recoiled and shocked by what he had nearly done. His whole body
began to break out in a sweat and shivered with a strange fear. Not
completely devoid of compassion, Yasha knew that the humiliation and
dishonor would be too much to bear for Ryouga so she made sure to add
a flag that would prevent him from committing suicide... if only to
prolong his suffering.
"W-w-what... What have I done?!?"
-=-=-
Funny things happen to people when struck upon the head with
heavy objects. Ranma had had such experience, believing he was a she
when he struck his head upon a rock. Just as a blow to the head can
jumble one's sanity, it can jostle back one's memory. Ranma woke
with a start.
"Yasha!" Akane was too surprised at his sudden awakening to
hear what he said. She was still holding a damp cloth to his temple
when he sat up suddenly. Unintentionally, Ranma pushed Akane aside
and began to get up.
"I've got to speak to Yasha!", Ranma said urgently.
"What? Who's Yasha? I'm sorry! Oh please lie down! You're
delirious!", Akane said with obvious worry and guilt. Ranma shook
his head.
"No, I've got to talk to that-"
"Please Ranma! We don't know a Yasha! What a silly name-"
"Yasha! Ranko! Hello?! Where are you?! Yasha!", called
Ranma as he began to storm around the Dojo.
"Ranma, what are you doing?!", Akane asked, scared.
"Hang on a second... where's Ryouga?"
"Ryouga?! We haven't seen him in weeks-"
"Dammit, I mean P-chan! Where's P-chan, Akane?"
"I don't know, I think Ranko was going to feed him-"
"No, no... that's not where she went. Akane please stay here
all right?", Ranma said hurriedly
"Ranma you're acting crazy! Please stop, you're scaring me!
I'm sorry I hit you!"
"*Stay* *here*!"
"NO! I worried about you! I'm going where ever you-" Ranma
cut her short by hitting a pressure point to make her freeze in place
like a statue. He hated to do it, but if what he suspected was right
he didn't want Akane to be messed up in it.
First there was the appearance of Happousai's perverted evil
twin, Hentosai. Then there was the Passion Fever Dust which made
Akane & her sisters a trio of horny girls. Next Kasumi made her own
version of the Dust and gave it to Miss Hinako, turning his sexy
English teacher into a nympho. Ukyou, too was affected by the dust
and joined the ranks of perversion. Finally, Kasumi had been turned
into this weird hentai demon thingy once because of the Dust... Now
a succubus was imitating a cousin of his that didn't even exist by
using his cursed-girl-type form! How did his life ever get so messed
up?!? Sometimes, Ranma thought that some sick, perverted god was
scripting his life!!!
...
Somewhere else... Kasumi allowed herself a small smile.
...
Moving mostly on instinct, Ranma ran to the bathroom and
tested the door. Locked. Banging violently on the door, he got no
answer. Fearing the worst, Ranma kicked the door open.
Inside he was shocked at the provocative sight of Ryouga and
Ranko nude upon the bathroom floor, with Ryouga holding his head in
shame, all while Ranko's legs were still around him. When Ranko saw
Ranma enter she quickly slapped Ryouga and hid behind Ranma for
protection.
"Cousin Ranma! This *BRUTE* tried to force himself upon me!"
Ryouga looked more like a pitiful blob of used Kleenex than a brutish
sexual offender. Ranma turned around and glared at her.
"Don't you mean, *you* tried to force yourself upon *him*?"
"Wha- ? Cousin! How could you-", stuttered Ranko, shocked.
"That's enough, Yasha."
"Ranma, are you crazy? I'm Ranko!" The naked Ranko began to
back away from him in fear. Her act was so convincing that for a
second there Ranma doubted himself.
"Will you stop already!?!" Ranko backed up into a wall and
tried to escape but Ranma blocked the way with his arm. Tears came
from her eyes as she cowered in fear.
"C-cousin Ranma... w-what are you... is that the way it is?
I'll let you if you want to... I won't stop you.", Ranko said softly.
Ranma shook his head wildly.
"HEY! That's not what I- Yasha, dammit! Put Ryouga back to
normal and put on some clothes!!"
"What! You humiliate me like this and you don't even have
the courage to finish!"
"Dammit you don't get my meaning! I'm not here to r-ra-..."
"Rape."
"I'm not here to do *that*! Shimatta!!! Why are we even
discussing this?!?! You're getting me off track! Yasha, I remember
everything! Stop messing around, I know what you are!" Suddenly
Ranko's entire demeanor changed. Her tears ran dry, her lip stopped
quivering, and her posture straightened. In a clear and sardonic
voice she answered him.
"Guess it's not much use keeping this act up, huh?"
"Will you put on some clothes!?!" Yasha smiled and her eyes
glinted green as she made a dress for herself.
"Is this all right?"
"Just fine... we've got to talk-"
"One moment... this might take a while so let me set up a
little something first." Yasha's eyes shone brightly as she traced
her finger through the air in a perfect circle, leaving a trail of
light suspended in space. Then cupping her hands a small pinpoint of
green light floated from them and struck the center of the light
circle. A hole opened up through which Yasha went, dragging Ranma
along with her.
-=-=-
*<DING-DONG!>*
"I'll get it!", Kasumi called. Not expecting any visitors,
she was mildly surprised to see Hinako at the door.
"Miss Hinako! What a surprise!" Hinako looked away a moment
as if unsure if she belonged where she was, then cleared her throat
and continued somewhat nervously.
"Hello Kasumi. I turned down an invitation to dinner from
Ranma earlier today... but I reconsidered and decided to come after
all. I hope I'm not putting you in any inconvenience, Kasumi."
"Oh no, of course not! I'm sure Ranma will be glad to see
you. Come right in!", Kasumi smiled. Just as she shut the door a
second ring came from the doorbell.
"Hello? Oh Ukyou! We seem to be honored by many guests this
night!" A second nervous guest stood at the door bearing flowers
and okonomiyaki.
"Hi Kasumi, um- is Ranko- I-I mean Ranma around?"
-=-=-
"Where in the world? ..."
"This is a temporal displacement. Time moves much more
slowly in here than in the outside world. We can stay in here for
days, spending only a few seconds out there. So we can talk in here
for as long as we need to then have it be like we had been in the
bathroom for only a second. What's on your mind?" As they talked,
Yasha slowly began weaving webs in his mind.
"What the HELL do you *THINK* is on my mind?!?"
"I don't know? My big squishy tits?"
"Yeargh! Besides that!"
"I know, I know.... Why? Right?"
"Why are you invading my life, just when it was almost back
to normal?!? Why do you find the need to mess it up, changing the
people around me? What is with you?!?"
"Ranma I'm truly sorry... but I'm on a mission- against my
will- to get a pair of your panties."
"BUT I DON'T WEAR PANTIES!!!"
"That's the problem, you see?"
"Jeez! I get it... but why do you need to make all the girls
in my life, perverted! What does that have to do with your mission?"
"Hey, they were already perverted, I just helped them to
remember it! Besides, I'm doing that just from fun."
"That's what I mean! Why are you doing that!?!"
"Ranma... really, please, it's very simple... don't forget
that I'm a succubus. I mean, human-succubus relations usually deal
with sex- The Human Front consists almost entirely of Dream
Patrollers making love to humans- it's a tradition that makes us
remembered in certain ways by human folklore. But the fact of the
matter is: I (and other succubi) like sex. Who doesn't? We might
indulge in it a bit more and go through elaborate schemes to fulfill
it, but we're basically like humans in this respect."
"No kidding... at first I was certain this was a Nabiki or
Kasumi plot."
"See what I mean? Humans can be just as or even more horny
than succubi. In fact, I know a succubus, Opal, who hasn't had any
kind of sex in over 1,000-"
"I get the point!!! Okay then, but why me? Why do you have
to have sex with me?!? There's plenty of guys out there who would
die to be with you!"
"I know, but that's exactly why I don't care. You resist me.
I find that... intriguing. So it's something to do. What I mean is:
Would you put on a pair of panties for me?"
"NO WAY!!!"
"Exactly. But I've got to complete my mission... so while I
figure out what to do about that, I give myself a little game to play
that might even lead me to the answer of my first problem."
"So my life is just a game to you!"
"Please. Please don't be like that... I- I really like you.
We can still help each other. Just... just make love to me and I'll
leave your life alone.", Yasha asked shyly using her cute eyes and
Ranko appearance to her advantage. The offer would have normally
been turned away in an instant by Ranma, but the many variables that
made up his current situation gave him pause to at least consider it
for a moment.
"What about your mission?", he asked suspiciously. Yasha
drifted slowly towards him and began to caress his face. Ranma could
feel a sudden wave of desire rush through his loins as he looked at
his beautiful counterpart. Lightly running her fingers through his
hair she whisper in his ear.
"If you'll do this for me, I'll figure a way out of it. I'm
sure I can."
"I can't possibly- there's no way-", Ranma choked hoarsely.
Yasha continued to move around him, gently brushing his neck with her
lips. Her scent was so strong and intoxicating, Ranma struggled to
maintain control of himself.
"Please.", she begged softly.
"I can't-", he mouthed without sound.
"Please."
"Why?", Ranma managed to say.
"Ranma...- Ranma, my Dear... I- I- I think I l-love you...."
Yasha surprised herself when she said that dirty four-letter-word.
Now she was even more afraid her prolonged masquerade as a human was
beginning to affect her. But seeing Ranma's face in response to what
she had said made it worth the little bit of fear. "'Why', you ask?
I don't know Ranma, I really don't know. Why does Belldandy love
Keiichi? Why does Ryouko love Tenchi? Why does anyone love
anybody? I never thought I was capable of love before I saw you
Ranma. That's the real reason why I want you... why I want to make
love to you."
Ranma's mind was still reeling too much from Yasha's
declaration of love to wonder who Belldandy or Tenchi were or to
answer her request. What bothered him the most was that he felt that
she was telling the truth. Like whenever Kodachi declared her
undying love for him, he never flinched, knowing it was some queer
infatuation... but whenever he saw Ukyou, his heart ached a bit
knowing it belonged to Akane and that Ukyou couldn't be happy as long
as she loved him. He always felt like it was his fault. And now, a
strange demoness who was ruining his life was claiming that same kind
of love... and Ranma feared that it was genuine.
His fear that their pain was his fault always made him show
favor to them, which they (and too often Akane) misinterpreted, and
led to all sorts of trouble for him. Yet he still had the tendency
to do things for those girls he felt loved him stupidly. Like the
time he had sex with Ukyou... sure he was under the effects of the
Passion Fever Dust... but would he have gone through with it if it
had been Kodachi instead of Ukyou? Probably not. Everything was
happening like that again when she said those awful three words.
Strange thoughts which had been seeping in before now flooded
his mind. Fucking Ranko gave him the opportunity to fuck his own hot
body while making love to Ranko at the same time... he had to admit,
the idea excited him. Besides, making love to one's self wasn't
wrong... just masturbation.
Without warning, Yasha kissed him full upon the mouth, pulled
away, and kissed him again and again. Ranma responded to the kisses
with his own but released her and pushed her back violently. The
spell was broken.
"GET THE HELL OUTTA MY HEAD!!! YEARGH!!!" Ranma pulled back
gripping the sides of his head and yelled loudly. A tight gripping
sensation came across Yasha's chest and her knees wobbled, feeling
weak.
"AURGH!! NOOOOO!!!!" Yasha bit her lip and reached out for
him, flinching with concern as he cried in anguish. "MY MIND! LEAVE
ME ALONE!!", he yelled as he swatted her hand away, still clutching
his skull with the other. Suddenly the tightness turned to a knot
and a heat rose to Yasha's face. Her out stretched hand became a
clenched fist and her eyes narrowed squeezing the water from them.
For the first time, Yasha felt what it was like to have a broken
heart... before, she had never even knew she had one.
"Y-you *BASTARD*!!! I loved- *<choke>* I can *make* you-...
I'll make you-" Yasha's voice was cut off by her choking sobs. Her
eyes burned green a moment sending a chill up Ranma's spine. Ranma
froze, his body falling completely under Yasha's control... and after
he fought so hard to regain his mind, he had no strength to take back
his body.
"Yasha? Yasha, don't cry, sweetheart. Yasha I love you.",
she said through him. <NO! That's not what I'm thinking! YASHA! I
know you can hear my thoughts! LET ME GO!> Ranma's body went over
to her and stroked her hot face with the back of its palm. <Yasha,
this is just a sadistic puppet show! You know it!>
"Do you really love me?"
"I love you." Ranma's body took Yasha into its arms.
<Don't do this, Yasha!>, Ranma pleaded.
"Don't leave me."
"I'll never leave you." The puppet kissed her. <Yasha!>
Yasha kissed back. <DEMONESS!!> They locked lips. <YASHA!!! You
don't want to do this!> To an outside observer, the kiss was an
emotional, passionate union of two lovers insanely devoted to each
other... but to Yasha it was completely devoid of any spark or love.
What she wanted she could not get this way. As she kissed the lips
of Ranma's body, she started to cry earnestly. Not the false tears
she had cried so many times before, but real tears.
"I c-can't do this, I can't force you....", she mumbled into
the kiss as she returned Ranma's body to him. The kiss lasted only a
split second after that. Almost immediately he pushed her away as if
he was repulsed by her, this wounded her further, but it was just a
reflex. He compassionately held the crying succubus once he got his
bearings straight.
"Thank you.", Ranma kissed her on the forehead, "You did the
right thing."
"Did I? I've lost the only person I've ever loved."
"You haven't lost me. You would have, if you hadn't let me
go, however. Kiss me." Yasha frowned slightly while looking at him
with bewildered watery eyes. Ranma took the initiative, closed his
eyes, and kissed her softly upon the lips. In his head he had
already decided what he was going to do. He knew he could do this
other ways, but he wanted it done, this way... Akane would understand
because she always did.
For Yasha, the kiss was electric. All the desire and passion
and admiration and devotion and... and... love, she had for Ranma and
that he had for her, she could feel in that kiss. It was through the
kiss she understood what he was going to do.
"Ranma... I understand your sacrifice. When we do this, I
want to please you so badly... you can have it any way you want it.
I'm everything you could ask for in a lover. I'll do anything."
She said while stressing that last word. Her eyes glowed green as
she began to shapeshift from form to form. "I can have any body you
like. Do you want to play games with a nurse? A secretary? A
flight attendant?", Yasha asked playfully as she morphed herself from
one occupation to the other. "Do you like redheads, blondes, or
brunettes? I can be Asian, Caucasian, Indian, or Black. Or do you
fantasize about a particular girl in school. Perhaps you want all of
these... maybe you're into group orgies! I can do that too!", she
smiled as she split into three different, attractive women. Yasha
was feeling almost giddy now.
"No, Ranko... just you.", Ranma smiled awkwardly. Yasha
flinched slightly when he said "Ranko" instead of "Yasha"... there
was no reason for her to feel bad about it, but she did anyways.
<Well, that's what I should expect from muddling his mind... I just
wish...- If he could like me just the way I...- Bah!>
"Cousin Ranma.", Ranko said quietly as Ranma took her hands
into his and kissed them. She lifted her arm, sighing as his kisses
traveled from her hands along her arm to her neck, his fingers rested
gently on her shoulders. As Ranko's delicate fingers began to undo
his shirt, Ranma's fingers moved along the edges of Ranko's body to
her waist. There they gently tugged at her blouse to get it out of
her skirt waistband. Before she could finish unbuttoning his shirt,
Ranma moved behind her and slipped a hand into her blouse. He glided
his hand across her soft smooth belly while the other crept along her
thigh, up her skirt. Ranko let out a little gasp when his hands came
to rest on her panties and top of her bra simultaneously.
Ranma did nothing with the lower hand, leaving there with a
slight pressure to remind Ranko of its presence, while his other
began to apply a rolling squeeze to her brassiered bust. He picked
up the pace of the squeeze and began to rub his fingers against her
panties in a slow and small circle.
"P-please... d-don't... tease... m-me.", Ranko breathed.
Ranma's muffled laugh could be heard through his kisses to the base
of her neck. He complied by flipping her cups of her bra beneath her
tits and by plunging his fingers into her sex. Ranko whimpered in
delight as he continued his love making.
"You're so very, very wet Ranko."
"Cousin... oh!" Ranko orgasmed, shaking suddenly. Ranma
took his dampened fingers and began to grease Ranko's nipples with
her own honey. Ranma pinched them lightly then pulled them outwards.
Then he simply teased her, running his finger in circles about her
nipple. Ranko guided his hand and hefted a large tit up to her mouth
where she began to nibble on the nipple. Over sensitive, Ranko
quickly came a second time as a result of Ranma's mammary assault.
"Ranma! I can't stand it! Fuck me, please!" Grinning Ranma
flipped the back of Ranko's skirt up and pulled her soaking panties
down to her ankles. Ranko stepped one foot out of them and kneeled
in a doggie position.
"In my pussy, Ranma! Ram your hard cock in my cunt!"
"Ranko, you've got a really dirty mouth. You know that?"
"Just give it to me, Cousin!" Ranma sloshed into her tight
vagina, moaning as he entered her virgin sex.
"God! You're tight!", Ranma strained.
"You like it that way?", Ranko panted.
"Ungh!", he replied. After a few awkward strokes, Ranma was
able to get a rhythm. He was in heaven. Ranko had the most perfect
pussy in existence (because she made it that way). Every stroke
brought Ranma more pleasure than he had experienced before, even with
all his special training with Miss Hinako. He just continued to
repeat "God!" over and over as he came closer to climax... but didn't
quite reach it. Yasha put him at a point that it felt like he was
climaxing with every stroke but not really. Meanwhile Ranko's heavy
breasts bounced wildly about as he pounded in from her rear. Unable
to help himself, Ranma reached around and fondled. Ranko orgasmed
repeatedly as encouragement to Ranma. Finally, Yasha let him go...
his release caused him to nearly faint as he gushed his load of hot
cum into her tight cunt.
But Yasha wasn't nearly finished with him yet. Playing with
his hormones, she redoubled his desire and endurance, setting him up
for several more rounds. Ranma spun Ranko onto her back, grabbed one
of her ankles, lifted her leg upon his shoulder, and began to pound
away at her again. After a while he lowered her leg around his waist
and held her thin waist. This position arched her back thrusting
her chest proudly jiggling into the air. Ranko high pitched squeals
drove him on as her breasts bounced in circles.
Again, Ranma did not restrain himself from palming both large
tits. He squeezed the breasts from the base pulled up to the top and
ending with a pinching of the nipple. Before he came a second time,
he withdrew and sprayed his seed across her chest. Ranko picked up
her cue and held the sides of her breasts, pushing them together and
Ranma pushed his shaft between them... right into her mouth. The
effect was heavenly. As Ranma thrusted, the succubus's soft red lips
engulfed the head of his cock and her tongue rolled around its tip.
He had not choice but to explode in her mouth. Ranko swallowed the
cream eagerly, letting a few drops escape down her chin for effect.
Finally, Ranma did to Ranko what he rarely did to anyone else
because they didn't really enjoy it, he ass fucked her. Sitting
facing away from him, Ranko sat high and mighty upon his rod. She
rode it until Ranma came yet again. This was followed by a series of
postures of pleasure all which were repeated a couple of times...
each. By the time he had finished, he was drenched with sweat and
honey, and his heart pounded madly as he tried to catch a breath.
They lay still for some time before Yasha spoke.
"Ranma?"
"Huh?"
"You satisfied?"
"Of course! ... You?"
"Umm... well you know the stereotype that succubi are a race
of sexually insatiable demonesses? That's more or less true...."
"Oh man! I-"
"Trust me you'll like this!" Yasha grasped his limp penis
firmly in hand as her eyes began to glow again. A soft green light
began to come from the hand, stroking his dick, until he hardened,
supernaturally, again. Already Ranma was beginning to feel
remarkably horny. "Ahhh... You should be good for another few- ahem-
days."
"D-D-DAYS?!?!?!"
"Shut up and fuck me!", commanded Yasha as she straddled him
yet again, this time assuming her usual form. Over the next few days
Ranma made love to the shape-shifting succubus in every possible
fashion imaginable to man (and demoness). Despite the seemingly
tedious task, Yasha used spells to maintain Ranma's vigor, stamina,
and eagerness levels to their fullest. Heal spells came in handy,
repairing the sore spots. Yasha taught Ranma more than his mind
could ever hope to hold or comprehend...
"...What I don't see is how people get a kick out of having
their asses whupped by a steel rod."
"Well you see, S&M is a divergent kind of..."
Ranma was able to keep entertained as Yasha pleased herself,
by requesting special forms. At first, he timidly asked for the
bodies of Ranko, Yasha, Hinako, & Kasumi... but as he became bolder
he let her probe his mind and surprise him. Before they had finished
Ranma had effectively had sex with several celebrities, centerfolds,
super-models, classmates, occupations, and even two anime characters
and a manga one... after all, what was a succubus for, besides
fulfilling every fantasy he had without the real-world risks?
About three days into the week, right after a jam session
with the Sailor Senshi, Ranma began to wonder why Yasha couldn't just
remain split and please herself... why did she need him? She showed
him. While it was fun to watch, when she did it that way, anything
that seemed pleasurable was essentially faked. Another person (human
or succubus or whatever) had to be there to have it work effectively.
Finally as their five, real-world, seconds came close to an
end (Yasha insisted that was the shortest time they could stay)
Ranma was preparing to say his good-byes to Yasha.
"You're really going to leave my life alone now, right?"
"That was the deal... in fact, after all that, I probably owe
*you*!"
"Good, then do me this favor."
"Name it."
"Don't go."
"What?", Yasha asked, completely perplexed.
"Yasha, I don't know where you came up with the idea of Ranko
but-"
"That's easy! She was taken from your mind, a copy of-"
"No. That's Ranko's body, not Ranko the person. Ranko's
character came from you.", Ranma said, pointing to her heart.
"Nothing but emulation-", she said defensively.
"No, it was more than that... more than an act. Ranko is a
part of you. That means that deep down inside of you there's a kind
and loving girl... or succubus."
"Your crazy.", Yasha said nervously.
"If I am, it's your fault. I love Ranko like a sister. I
wouldn't want to see her go. That means I don't want to see you go."
"The only reason you love her is because I made you!!!"
"Really? I bet you think you've got me under your control
but you're wrong... I let you do everything to me. Try to make me do
something... anything... come on, I'm waiting." But what he didn't
realize was that even before he had finished his sentence she was
already trying... cross-eyed she angrily puffed her hair when she
couldn't get him to respond. "You see? Yasha I-"
"DAMN YOU RANMA!"
"Is it really that hard to let someone love you-"
"You don't get it do you? You're saying that I've had over
a thousand years to understand myself, and that I don't?!? I'm a
succubus above all else... AND DEMONS DON'T LOVE!!!!! They don't
dream, they don't care, they don't- have- souls.", Yasha said, her
voice trembling with emotion.
"What I'm saying, is that you've shown yourself to be a
loving *person* (human, succubi, or whatever) and that I'd like you
to stay around a while, if you can. In other words, I don't want you
out of my life... but it's up to you." There was a quiet as for the
first time in her life, Yasha was really unsure of herself and it
scared her out of her wits. Succubi always knew their destinies and
were always confident... but right now, she wasn't. She drew her
knees up to her chest and rocked back and forth a bit as Ranma looked
at her. Quietly in a soft voice she mumbled.
"I-I'd like that... I-I'd like to stay." Ranma smiled
broadly. Yasha smiled back and quickly regained her confidence. In
her typical, aggressive voice she inquired.
"So, if I agree to stay... do I still owe you?"
"Nah. Not at all. You'll probably just have to follow a few
ground rules."
"*<GROAN!>* Rules?!"
"Come on, Yasha, it's not that bad and you know it."
"I know, I know...". She hugged him. "Ranma, I want to tell
you that even though I told you 'I love you' to trick you into
making love to me... I really meant it. And even though I'm crazy
about you, I won't interfere in any way between you and Akane."
"Yasha, you don't love me.", he said as he shook his head.
"Aw, com'on... who's having a hard time letting people love
them now, huh? Don't worry about it Ranma, it's not going to have an
affect anyway since you won't remember any of it-"
"Hang on a sec- Rule number one: No memory/mind games!"
"Ranma, I promise, no more mind games- but I have to do this
one last wipe!"
"Why?"
"Or else you've never be able to have sex with Akane ever
again... You've got to admit that what we did back there was the
greatest sex you've ever had, and probably will ever have. So after
that you'll never be able to go back to normal sex unless I wipe the
memory out... I also want to fade all this love stuff a bit. I don't
think we'd be able to live with each other with such a complex and
strange relationship: You love me like a sister yet make love to me,
I love you but you love another yet I like her too... ya know that's
going to get complicated.... So is it agreed?"
"All right, this one last time okay?"
"I'm going to have to wipe Ryouga too."
"Fine."
"And I might need to-"
"Okay, okay, I get the idea! Just keep the memory tampering,
mind altering/controlling thing to a minimum, OK?"
-=-=-
The Tendo dining room was a bit cramped that evening. The
table had all the regulars (Ranma, Akane, Soun, Genma, Kasumi, and
Nabiki... Happousai, strangely was not to be found.) as well as a few
guests, including: Miss Hinako, Ranko, Ukyou, and Ryouga (who was
fine now, thanks to a little memory erasing.) but much to Akane's
dismay, P-Chan couldn't be found. Ranma had already explained away
his strange behavior before to Akane which she readily accepted. And
there was no shortage of dinner with Ukyou's okonomiyaki helping out.
All in all, despite the quiet nature of the dinner, it was going
pretty well... that is, until that ancient wrinkled pervert showed
up again!
-=-=-
Upon his entrance everyone ignored him, except Ranko whose
head jerked up when she sensed his presence as she let out a little
gasp. Everyone else just continued to eat.
"It's about time you showed up you old fart, not that I was
missing you or anything.", Ranma spoke with his mouth full.
"R-R-Ranma?", Ranko said timidly. Ranma didn't hear her over
the munching of rice.
"You missed dinner... and we're not saving you a bite you
panty snatcher!"
"Um, Ranma..." Ranko tapped his shoulder then tugged on it
gently.
"It serves you right you- Huh? What is it Ranko?"
"Cousin Ranma, I don't think that's Happousai!", she pointed.
Ranma started to turn around.
"What do you mean- Hentosai!!!" Ranma leapt to his feet.
All the other combatants stood up and assumed aggressive postures
when Ranma got up. Kasumi, Nabiki, and Ranko moved behind Miss
Hinako. <Dammit! I knew he was back! He was following Ryouga but
Ryouga made it back so Hentosai must have followed!>
"It's good to see you, Ranma... where's Yasha? I've got to
have a word or two with that demonic bitch."
"Ranma, how would Ranko know what Happousai looked like- Wait
a minute! Yasha? Ranma you were calling out that name before! What
is going on!", Akane demanded.
"Not now, Akane! What do you want Hentosai?"
"Saotome! He's returned for my daughters!", cried Soun in a
complete panic, while violently shaking Genma. Genma at first glared
at the old man in anger, wanting to defend his old friend's precious
daughters... but then he remembered how soundly Happousai could beat
him. And Hentosai easily beat Happousai.
*<SPLASH!>*
"SAOTOME! Stop playing with that ball and help me protect my
girls!!!", Soun monster-headed. Panda was shaken by the frightening
sight of a flaming horn-headed Soun with a snake-like tongue but did
not budge.
Panda Sign: "Sorry... Hentosai much scarier." Ranma shook
his head in shame.
"I just told you. I want to speak to Yasha."
"Who's Yasha, Ranma!?"
"Not *now* Akane!" Ranma pushed her gently back a bit with
his arm. "I don't know who you're talking about Hentosai! Get out
of here now before I knock you into orbit again!" Hentosai let out a
little chuckle.
"What an awful lair you are, my boy. Your fiancee just said
she heard you call out Yasha's name and I know for a fact that she's
here. Look, she and I had a deal, and if she's not ready to fulfill
it I'm going to-"
"Deal!?!", Ranma exclaimed.
"It's not what you think, Ranma.", Ranko tried to explain.
"Ah there you are my little succubus... did you get me my
panties?"
"Ah, um- well- er...-"
"Spare me the excuses, did you think I wouldn't find out?"
"Well I was hoping-"
"Foolish demoness! Did you really think I didn't know in the
first place?!? Do you really think that a being such as I would need
a pathetic creature like you to fetch me a pair of panties!?! Did
you really think that I cared about them at all???"
"What do you *want* Hentosai?!?", Ranma forced through his
grit teeth. It would be hard enough to explain this away, without
him continuing to blabber.
"What I *want* is a little cunt from you and your friends!"
At first everyone sat slightly shocked by such vulgarity coming from
what seemed to be a wrinkled old prune, but most quickly recovered.
"We'd rather die!", Akane said defiantly.
"Well after I'm done with you, you can do that too! HAHAHA!
You can thank Yasha for my entrance too! It took me a while to use
you as a beacon through the Demon Wards surrounding this place... but
I was easily able to gain access when you screwed Ranma- that boosted
your sexual transmission signal tremendously (though I'm still not
sure how she got through the wards... but who cares? It worked!).
Thus I was able to teleport into this lovely home- at such a
convenient night, so many lovely women compacted into one space!
Soun I must congratulate you for having such sexy daughters! A pity,
their mother's dead... I would have liked to fuck them in front of
her and then shown her a thing or two. HAHHAHHAH!!!"
Soun shook with nearly uncontrollable rage. Even Genma was
infuriated into action. The pair glowed with a hot parental & anger
born aura that began to scorch the wooden floorboards of the Dojo.
Screaming a blood curdling battle cry, the two fathers charged the
pervert who had overstepped his bounds. Hentosai laughed it off
raising his own shield of battle ki to deflect them, but he had
sorely underestimated the strength and rage of his attackers. Not
that there was much to attack, but that's what they did.
A roaring glowing Panda broke through the shield and executed
the deadly Spinning Panda Butt Smash upon Hentosai three times and
was quickly followed up by Soun. Soun was too enraged to execute any
technical attacks, relying solely on primal instinct. He simply
crushed Hentosai's chubby little neck trying to squeeze the life out
of him. He raised a fist and began to pound Hentosai with heavy
thuds as Panda raked at his face with fearsome Panda claws.
Never had Ranma or Akane seen their parents so brutal. Just
as they were about to stop them, out of fear that they might kill him
Hentosai emitted an explosive ki blast that sent Panda & Soun's
scorched forms flying from him.
"Dad!"
"Father!" They were about to run to their sides but Hentosai
stood in the way. His little wrinkled hand grasped his claw raked
and bleeding face. Rasping for breath through his broken throat he
made a strange hacking and convulsing sound. He moved his hand away
to reveal a sinister and toothy grin as his bleeding magically
stopped and his wounds began to heal at an amazing rate. With his
throat repaired it quickly became apparent that the sounds he was
making were equally evil laughter.
"What an amusing and cute little couple of clowns-"
"WHY YOU- YEARRGHHH!!!", Ranma shouted as he dove forward to
attack. But as Ranma flew through the air Hentosai was already
uttering the first sounds of a powerful ki attack as energy leaked
from his eyes and crackled in the air. Ranma knew he was screwed.
"YAAAHHH!!!!!"
"Wha-!"
*<POWWWSSSHHHHHHZIP!>*
"RYOUGA!!!", Ranma cried out. Ryouga had thrown himself in
front of Hentosai's massive energy discharge and was blow away. This
allowed Ranma to continue forward and combo Hentosai for a few hits
before the ancient one swatted him away annoyedly. "Damn, Ryouga!
What did you do that for...", Ranma said angrily as he looked at
Ryouga's charred and smoldering form. "Why did you waste- ", he
started then rubbed his eyes furiously... they were leaking a little.
"I'll stop him!"
"Ranko, no!" Akane tried to restrain her but Yasha phased
through her grip to go behind Hentosai. Somehow, Hentosai already
knew where she was going to pop out and fired off a thin, intensely
hot beam at her. Yasha immediately teleported to another spot and
the beam sliced harmlessly through the ceiling. She started popping
all over the room but Hentosai's beams were always a split second too
late but forcing everyone else to duck. Yasha got behind him again
and hit him with a spiked steel mallet for all she was worth.
Bashing Hentosai into a pancake. As he struggled to heal and arise,
Yasha quickly got a bucket of water and splashed Ranma.
"Yasha! What the hell do you think you're-"
"RRRRRAARRRRWWWW!!!", growled the toad as he stood panting.
"Enough of these games! We'll handle this on *MY* turf! HAHAHAHAH!"
As he spoke a vortex opened behind him and began to suck everyone in.
Ukyou stuck her giant spatula into the floor to hold her ground and
grabbed Akane who in turn grabbed Ranma-chan. Hinako, Nabiki, and
Kasumi clung to the table and Genma & Soun were safely behind the
vortex. Hentosai laughed and split the table in two sending it and
the girls behind it flying into the portal.
"NOOO!!!"
"We have to go after them!", Ranma-chan yelled over the wind.
Ryouga's limp body lifted into the air and began to fly at
the vortex head-first. Ranma-chan made a grab at him but missed.
Before he entered, though, Hentosai stopped him with a finger to the
forehead.
"What's this? I don't let this kind of trash in my home.",
he spat in disgust. Ryouga let out a groan. Ranma didn't miss it.
"He's alive!"
"Hmm, I should give you fighters more credit- YEOOWW!" The
battered Ryouga had violently bit the toad's finger as hard as he
could. Ryouga managed a smile.
"Fool! You'll die soon enough... but no males are allow in
my sanctuary!" Hentosai tossed Ryouga backwards over the vortex
where he landed with a thud upon Panda and Soun. <That's why Yasha
splashed me with water!>
"I'm going in!", Ranma-chan called back.
"We're right with ya, Honey!", Ukyou answered as she pulled
her spatula free. Hentosai laughed insanely as the trio flew over
his head and into the vortex. He rubbed his hands in anticipation
then hopped in after them.
-=-=-
Hentosai's home was a whole other universe and aptly named,
The Hentoverse. It was really a construct of his mind that could be
anything he wished so at the moment it had a classical style to it.
They were in a great hall of sorts, although there were no walls to
speak of. Great white pillars reached up into a swirling purple sky
and on into infinity. Red curtains with golden tassel and tapestries
featuring nude women in lewd poses hung from the air. A red carpet
lead to a grand throne where, of course, Hentosai sat. Two pools of
golden liquid were along either side of the carpet with fountains of
gold stirring the surface.
"That was some ride.", Ranma-chan said as she rubbed the back
of her head. The others were shuffling to their feet as well. The
toad clapped his hands and smiled at his guests.
"Welcome, ladies, to my home... The Hentoverse. I apologize
for the sparse surroundings, I don't usually have guests! When I do,
they don't usually complain. Ha ha! They're usually too busy trying
to protest my raping them! HAHAHAHA!" Ranma would have really been
pissed had she heard that, but she was too busy formulating an attack
strategy. Without much to go on, Ranma-chan decided to simply test
Hentosai's defenses against an all out attack. Nodding to her team-
mates, they all charged for their frontal assault.
Hentosai was more than ready. He sidestepped Yasha's energy
beam, ducked Ukyou's spatula shurikens, hopped over Hinako's slide
kick, flipped away from Akane's mallet, and rolled out of Ranma's
reach. Hentosai laughed gleefully at their pitiful attempts to hurt
him. He was much too small and quick a target.
"Co-ordinate your attacks!", Ranko commanded. Complying, the
girls were able to surround Hentosai and dog-pile attack him. But a
powerful eruption of ki flung them all away.
"All right everybody, that was just a warm up! Now it's time
to get serious! CHARGE!!!- Wha- !!?!!" When Ranma-chan raised her
fist for the charge she noticed a something. Instead of a hand with
five fingers, she had what equated to a round fleshy mitten with no
fingers and one thumb. She also realized that her arm was extremely
short and fat... as were her stubby legs and small body. That's when
she touched her face. Ranma-chan shrieked out loud when she realized
her head was twice the size of her body. The others were figuring
this out just about the same time Ranma-chan was so there was an
entire chorus of screams.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO US!!?!!?!!"
"Oh- HAHAHAH!- Nothing much, I just Super Deformed you! You
should get a look at yourselves! You're unbearably cute! HAHAHAH!"
"This can't take our fighting spirit!", Hinako said. She
recovered from the shock much faster than the others since this was
not really all that new for her. Rallying the others she waved her
fleshy mitten. "Com'on, he's nothing! Let's get him!"
Hentosai just stood there and chuckled as the angry mob of
super deformed girls attacked him. Ranma-chan drew her fist back for
an uppercut, but when it landed all that happened was that her fist
let out a little squeak like a plastic chew toy. Determined not to
give up she and the others continued to pound him with their cute
little fists. As Hentosai ensued his savage beating Yasha shifted out
of her deformed state into her usual, succubus self.
"Hah! You can't transform that which can shape-shift, you
old fool!"
"True, but what do I care? One succubus is no threat to me.
Neither are they, for that matter, but it's a nuisance to be kicked
in the back while trying to do one's business.", Hentosai said as he
dumped them in a crib-like bin too tall for them to escape from.
Yasha floated behind him.
"You can't screw them in this form but they'll fight you if
you put them in the other... you can't win Hentosai."
"Like I said, I can handle them one at a time. What remains
to be seen is which one will be the first? Ah, I know! Ranma, my
dear... you have the great privilege of deciding which one of these
lovely ladies will be going first!"
"Never!"
"If you don't choose I'll start with Akane."
"A-Akane? N-n-no!"
"Come on now, speak up so that they can hate you for your
choice! HAHAHAHA!" Ranma looked from girl to girl until they all
understood what she was going to do. Akane rushed to and clung to
her crying.
"No Ranma! Don't do it, I'll go! I'll go!"
"What choice do I have?", Ranma-chan said softly, "All right
Hentosai... take me first." Hentosai licked his lips and rubbed his
hands happily. Casting a quick ward to keep Yasha and her attacks
at bay, Hentosai reached in the crib to pluck Ranma-chan from the
crib. Ukyou ran up and tried to bite Hentosai's hand but in her
current state she had no teeth. Hentosai batted her away and took
Ranma out. Holding her down, he reverted her to her original form
in which the first thing she did was spit in his face as she stared
at him defiantly. She strained under his grip yet found Hentosai to
be extremely strong. Ranma managed to knee him in the groin though.
Hentosai flinched only slightly.
"Ooo, nasty! I like that! Your spunk will probably make you
last longer and be more fun than the others, I chose well! Hee hee!
Well come on, off with the clothes!" Hentosai squealed as he began
to unbutton Ranma-chan's shirt.
"RANMA!"
*<SPLASH!>*
"WHAT?!? YASHA!!!!" Hentosai looked up angrily at Yasha up
above holding an empty pail. When he turned back he was greeted to
the unpleasant sight of Ranma-kun.
"Hey sucker! Remember me?"
*<BLAM!!!>*
Ranma broke free and slugged Hentosai's ugly mug for all he
was worth (which was quite a lot considering he bench-presses 15 ton
weights now and then). Hentosai went flying into his stone throne
and smashed right through it.
Charged up, Ranma advanced and continued his assault. Kick.
Block. Slash. Dodge. Chop. Block. Then a forward kick sent the
old toad reeling. Hentosai got up and wiped his mouth.
"I... HATE... BOYS!!!!", Hentosai roared and unleashed a ball
of energy at Ranma.
"Mouko Takabisha!", Ranma countered. When his ki attack both
countered and plowed through Hentosai's attack, Ranma let out a whoop
of joy. "YEAAHH!!! Eat *THAT* Pervert!!!" Now he was charged up
more than ever. "Com'on you son of a bitch! Show me what you've got
you dickless little piece of shit!!!"
"Why you- HIYAHH!!!!!", Hentosai cried out. But Ranma hit
his advance straight on with an uppercut. Ranma leapt up after him
and air-juggled him with ki-burning knuckle Amaguriken. Hentosai was
on fire before he hit the ground. Meanwhile the other girls watched,
amazed.
"Uh, wasn't Hentosai kicking the stuffing out of you girls
just a moment ago? Why is Ranma suddenly so much stronger?"
"I think it's a family trait. Something like Mr. Saotome's
fighting ability. When he battles along side our father, Nabiki, you
can see he's pretty pathetic. But when he spars alone, against Ranma
he's almost a match for Ranma... sometimes even better. The men of
the Saotome family seem to fight better alone.", Akane guessed.
Yasha floated over to them and began to mumble.
"Ranko! Why aren't you helping Ranma?!? And why's everyone
calling you Yasha?"
"Akane, I'll tell you later. Right now I've got to focus on
what I'm doing... which one of you is the most powerful?"
"I'm the strongest.", Hinako answered. Akane and Ukyou both
shot her dirty looks but this wasn't the time to argue. "What are
you doing anyway?"
"I'm trying to break the spell that's making you like this...
We'll need all the power we can get."
-=-=-
"HIRYUSHOTENHA!!!!!"
"*YEARGH*!", Hentosai cried in anguish as he was blasted up-
wards then sent spiraling into the ground. His broken smoking body
lay still as Ranma sent the killing blow.
"MOUKOTAKABISHA!!!!!"
*<BRROOOMMMM!!!!>* A small mushroom cloud erupted from the
spot Hentosai once stood.... Correction. Still stood.
"Wha- !"
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!" As the smoke cleared, a giant dark man stood
in place of where Hentosai was just a moment ago. Grinning evily and
cracking his knuckles simply by closing his huge fist, this monster
stood several meters taller than Ranma. Moving impossibly fast, the
dark-skinned man got right in front of Ranma and lifted him by the
throat.
"Surprise! The Hentoverse is whatever I WILL it to be... and
here, I am whatever I will *myself* to be! HAHAHA!!!" Ranma kicked
Hentosai's forearm in an attempt to free himself but his effort was
only met with laughter. Hentosai drove him into the ground, head
first. Ranma smashed into and bounced off the masonry with images
of Akane, tables, mallets, and giant ping-pong paddles danced in his
head. Stumbling to his feet Ranma regained his balance only to be
smashed into by Hentosai's massive shoulder.
Ranma went flying into a stone pillar leaving a cobweb of
cracks in the stone. Before he could even fall to the floor,
Hentosai hit him with a punch in the stomach against the pillar.
Ranma coughed up blood. Hentosai smiled and began to rapidly beat
the pony-tailed boy to a pulp against the stone.
Just as Hentosai was about to snap Ranma in two a blood
curdling war-cry was heard as a lone figure dropped from the sky. As
he fell he drew his hands back, collecting massive amounts of energy.
"SHISHIHOKODAN!!!!"
"It's Ryouga!", Kasumi pointed.
The blast barely caused Hentosai to flinch but the impact was
enough to get him to drop Ranma. As the smoke cleared the monster
let out a chuckle and approached Ryouga.
"BAKUSAITENKETSU!!!"
The tidal wave of stone forced Hentosai to block and he was
thrown backwards as the ground he stood upon erupted. The next wave
buried him partially. Ryouga propped Ranma's head up on his knee and
smiled.
"That should hold him for a bit."
"What took you so long, P-chan?"
"I save your sorry ass and that's all you have to say to me?"
"Oh yeah, and- Thanks... both times."
"No problem, I figure we'll be about even before this is over
and done." Ranma didn't worry about how Ryouga had made it to the
Hentoverse. That was easily explained by Ryouga's uncanny ability to
make right hand turns into the fourth dimension. Not that he could
control this ability a lick. But then again, careful planning never
could out do blind luck. Ryouga pulled Ranma to his feet.
"You ready?"
"Let's do it."
When Hentosai came roaring from the rubble, he faced two
determined martial artists charging their ki attacks to their fullest
extent.
"SHISHIHOKODAN!!!"
"MOUKOTAKABISHA!!!"
Their attack didn't go unnoticed. This time, their combined
hits seemed to be enough to actually damage the beast. As Hentosai
reeled, Ryouga helped make him stand on even shakier ground.
"BAKUSAITENKETSU!!!" Ranma took advantage of Hentosai's off
balance state.
"HIRYUSHOTENHA!!!" Hentosai was thrown high into the air and
came down in a crash. Ryouga and Ranma took a breather from their
massive energy draining attacks. Catching their second wind, Ranma
gave the thumbs up sign and the two charged Hentosai, who was just
getting to his feet.
Ryouga opened with an array of bandanna shurikens, which
Hentosai deflected... with his skin. Next Ryouga tossed his 1-ton
umbrella at Hentosai's neck. Hentosai caught it between his thumb
and pinkie, using it to pick his teeth. Then he crushed the entire
thing between his huge fingers.
"AHHH! You'll pay for that you arrogant- Oof!" The fast
Hentosai already intercepted Ryouga with a blow the stomach.
Ranma stepped in a chain uppercutted Hentosai under the chin but to
no effect. Hentosai punched Ranma in the head. Ryouga tried to trip
Hentosai up but his legs were like trees made of iron. Ranma leapt
to Hentosai's head kicked him in the nose, drawing first blood but
Hentosai caught his leg and flung him away. The battled continued
like this. The impossibly fast, incredibly huge, and strong Hentosai
batting Ranma and Ryouga away after each seemingly ineffective attack
failed, was countered, or dodged. Meanwhile Hentosai was nailing
some devastating attacks of his own.
"Hurry up! They need our help!", Akane cried desperately.
"If you'll just shut up... There! Got it!", Yasha said, no
longer bothering with the protocol of pretending to be dear, sweet
Ranko. "Everyone just hold still and you'll be back to normal in no
time!" Yasha began the incantation her eyes glowing softly a first
then brightening in intensity. After a flash of green, the girls
found themselves on the ground, groggy and disorientated... but no
longer deformed. Ukyou got her bearing's first.
"Come on! Get up! Let's go!"
"We're going- RANMA!!!", Akane shouted.
The moment seemed to occur in slow motion. Hentosai grinning
evily, extending his glowing fist at Ryouga. Ranma leaping in front,
unable to push Ryouga out of the way in time. A intense thin beam
firing from the monster's hand through Ranma's heart. Ranma arching
in the air as red gushes from his chest and falling into one of the
pools of gold.
"NNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!", Akane screamed in anguish as tears
flew from her face. Her knees gave out and she collapsed to the
floor, burying her head in her hands.
"Ranma....", Yasha choked softly.
"RYOUGA!!!", Ukyou called. The beam had went through Ranma
and into Ryouga's shoulder. He was clutching his wound and grimacing
his white teeth spotted with Ranma's blood.
"You... bastard... I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!", Ryouga roared in his
full rage, his ki flaring all around him.
Hentosai smiled.
His palm was already glowing before he raised it. A bolt of
energy shot from his hand faster than anyone could blink. When it
hit Ryouga... it blew up.
Tatters of Ryouga's bandanna, some aflame, floated down from
the sky. And then a less pleasant thing fell with a flop. It was a
foot... Ryouga's foot. Kasumi screamed, Ukyou cried, Nabiki choked,
and Yasha stared. Only Hinako got pissed.
"HAPPO-NO-COIN-RETURN!!!!", she screamed unleashing her awful
ki attack it struck Hentosai dead on. He didn't budge. Hentosai
just began marching towards her, the massive amounts of energy
flowing off his chest burning ozone.
"DIE!!! JUST DIE!!! I WANT YOU TO DIE!!! DIE!!! DIE!!!",
Hinako cried like a madwoman pumping more emotion into her attack.
But her battle-fish supplied ki ran out before her tears did. The
little Hinako-chan, trapped in a little girl's body wept, unable to
continue her attack any further. Hentosai continued to approach.
Ukyou raised her giant spatula and attacked the hulking pervert only
to be swatted away with the back of his palm and knocked into the
darkness of unconsciousness. Hinako-chan rubbed her tears away as
best she could and raised her fifty-yen piece.
"HAPPO-50-YEN-SATSU!!!!" She began to draw on Hentosai's
battle aura for strength. Any normal person would collapse under the
lifetap with in a few seconds. Hentosai merely laughed.
"Hee hee! It tickles!!" He then shot Hinako's coin from her
fingers with a energy beam. Miss Hinako reverted to her childish
form again without enough time to fully absorb Hentosai's energy.
Hentosai grabbed the little girl by her wrists and lifted her.
"Hmm, very cute... but not my taste. I like your other form
better. You've got bigger tits then." He effortlessly carried her
to the edge of one of the golden pools along his red carpet. Still
holding her wrists in one giant fist the other scooped some of the
golden liquid into his cupped palm.
"Do you know what this is? No? This is the source of my
Passion Fever Dust. This will raise your ki level and make you my
total and utter love slave. Drink up now! HAHAHA!" He emptied his
palm onto her, it amounted to almost a pail-full of liquid. The
drenched little girl shut her mouth and didn't breath any in, but the
effects of the potent liquid were absorbed even through her skin.
Immediately, Hinako began her transformation into the sexy knock-out
adult she was meant to be. With her arms pinned above her head and
her entire body wet, her breasts bulged and were a sight to see.
Hentosai threw her to the ground and groped mercilessly at
her breasts and under her skirt. Hinako screamed at the violation.
At last, Kasumi and Nabiki could stand it no longer. They leapt upon
Hentosai and beat and pounded, kicked and bit him with Yasha helping
as much as she could despite Hentosai's succubus wards.
"You bother me. Go away you pests!" Hentosai merely waved
his arm and the trio was captured within a bubble along with the
emotionally wrecked Akane and the unconscious Ukyou. This left the
evil Hentosai alone with Miss Hinako.
Hentosai grasped the front of Hinako's yellow dress and gave
a quick jerk, ripping it in two. Hinako always went around bra-less
so this left her breast open to view and Hentosai's molestation.
Hentosai started by rubbing his greasy hands over her smooth globes
and pinching her nipples to stiffness. He then sucked her entire
breast into his mouth while beginning to work his fingers along her
inner thigh. Hinako couldn't help but to let out a moan despite her
complete horror. The effects of the Passion Fever were already
starting to take affect upon her. She was creaming, soaking herself
while foaming at the mouth for a man to take her. Yet she still had
a part of her mind left to her.
"I-I H-HATE you!! D-DIE!!! D-DON'T TOUCH ME!!!", Hinako
shrieked. Hentosai shifted his muscular thigh and put it between her
legs. She let out a moan an involuntarily began to hump his thigh.
He licked her face and put his mouth next to her ear.
"Really? Your lips say 'no' but *these* lips...", Hentosai
said as he slipped his stubby fingers into her panties and traced the
outside of Hinako's vagina,"...say 'YES!' You know, I can see from
your aura that you're an experienced girl. If you show me a good
time, I might let you live for a few games or so."
"NEVER! I'd rather *DIE*!", she spat in his face.
"HAHAHA!!! As long as you are in the mood...." Hentosai
spread Hinako's legs and ripped away her panties. He took out his
massive cock and prepared to impale her. Hinako held her breath and
braced herself against being split open... nothing came. Opening her
eyes she looked up to see that Hentosai had his head turned. Looking
around his bulk, she saw what the ancient pervert was looking at.
The surface of the opposite pool was boiling. Beams of an
eerie green light began breaking the surface as the water foamed and
frothed. Hentosai turned completely around to face this phenomena.
Suddenly a geyser of gold and green erupted upwards bathing the
Hentoverse in emerald light and a light golden rain. Yasha rubbed
her eyes to get the stars out of them then bit her lip at what she
witnessed.
"Akane?" She lightly tapped Akane's shoulder. Akane still
refused to respond so Yasha shook her gently. "Akane, you should see
this." Akane moaned but looked up anyway. Akane fainted.
-=-=-
Amist a halo of green flames, Ranma *floated* above the stone
floor. Energy leaked from his eyes and his fists were white hot.
The inferno surrounding him was obviously intense... the ground below
him was already beginning to break up and float upwards, pulled by
some otherworldly force.
"Impossible."
Actually, it was completely possible. After toppling into
Hentosai's Passion Fever pool, Ranma's ki level was raised beyond
anything Ranma had ever experienced before. His wounds were
insignificant compared to the power he held. The perversion of the
Passion Fever became negated by the ki raising effects... Ranma was
above such bodily lusts.
"DIE!!!!", Hentosai yelled as he fired a huge bolt of energy
at Ranma. Ranma disappeared in a mushroom cloud. "Hmph! Not so
tough after all!" Hentosai turned back to his victim. Hinako
screamed out loud as he bent down to kiss her. Suddenly, Hentosai's
entire face contorted into a gruesome grimace of pain as he choked
down his painful scream. Hinako thought she smelled bacon. Hentosai
gingerly moved his hand to touch his back... only to touch charred
flesh.
"GRROWWRRR!!!!" Hentosai spun firing bolt after bolt of
deadly ki explosives. Ranma, smiling slightly, easily flew between
and above Hentosai's attacks. The monster charged the reincarnated
pony-tailed boy using his incredible speed but Ranma easily dodged...
he teleported away, in a plume of green flame.
-=-=-
"Damn! This shield spell is woven so tightly!", Yasha said
frustratedly as she wiped her face, "I should have been a Caster,
dammit... I'm no use to you! Why did I have to be a stupid Warrior?"
Yasha punched the force bubble in anger. Kasumi, not quite
understanding what Ranko was babbling, did her best to comfort her.
"Ranko, you did your best, you're doing your best... what
more can we ask?"
"Kasumi, I can do my best and still fail... that's why my
best is not nearly good enough!"
-=-=-
"GRRRR I'LL TEAR YOU APART WITH BY BARE HANDS!!!", Hentosai
roared angrily. He spun and tried to crush Ranma between his giant
hands. Hentosai screamed in pain and recoiled. Pulling back like a
defeated puppy, he looked at his open palms to find them severely
scorched. He looked up and through his tears of pain just in time to
see Ranma's glowing fist. The powerful force bolt knocked Hentosai
completely out.
Ranma's fire died out but he still glowed with a strong green
aura. The god-like Ranma floated over to quivering Hinako and looked
at her with compassion. He lifted her into his arms and adjusted the
tatters of her dress to cover her as best he could.
"R-R-Ranma?", Hinako asked unsure. She gasped when she saw
his face more clearly. His eyes were blank and pupiless... only a
green flame resided in each. Ranma seemed to have not heard her and
flew over to the force bubble containing all the other girls. He
gave them a slight and eerie smile. Ranma then lifted his hand and
rapped his knuckles once against bubble shattering it completely.
Nabiki let out a slight scream as they fell but all the girls were
caught by an invisible force and set gently on the ground.
Ranma approached Yasha who stood there unsure and handed her
Hinako. Then he floated over to Akane and touched down to the marble
floor. He crouched and touched her forehead lightly, brushing a few
strands of hair aside. Akane moaned and began to stir.
"R-Ranma?", Akane asked weakly, her eyes focusing on nothing.
Ranma smiled again and spoke... without moving his lips. A strange
hollow echo accompanied his mind-speak.
"Yes it's me, Akane. You're safe now. Go back to sleep."
He moved his hand over her eyes and Akane went back to sleep.
Without taking his eyes from her, Ranma addressed Yasha. "Yasha, I
want you to help Hinako from the inside. I have something to finish.
You'll be safe in here until I return." Ranma stepped back and put
them in another bubble. Ranma exploded into flames again and started
back towards the central battle ground. Yasha called out to him.
"Ranma!" Ranma stopped in mid-air and turned around.
"Yes?", his flat mind-speak made it sound more like a
statement than a question.
"Ryouga...."
"I know. I saw him on the other side." With nothing left to
say he flew off.
"Good luck."
-=-=-
"Back so soon?", Hentosai quipped as he rubbed the back of
his head. Ranma said nothing. Hentosai shrugged, "Hmm, if you're
going to kill me you might as well be sociable about it! You know
what? I haven't been a polite host, have I? Here I invite you to
my universe and I didn't even shake your hand! Well, SHAKE THIS!!"
Hentosai's face reflected concentration as he clapped his two hands
together. Ranma looked slightly surprised as two massive hands of
stone rose from the ground of either side of him then smashed
together.
"Heh heh heh.", Hentosai chuckled. His celebration was cut
short.
*<BRROOMMM!!!>* The explosion sent marble shrapnel ripping
through the air as Ranma blasted free of the stone cold grip. Ranma
raised both arms overhead then flung them forward firing energy blast
after blast at Hentosai. Hentosai dodged as much flak as he could
but was getting blown to hell, regardless. He decided to try to
counter with his own ki attack. It was the wrong choice. Ranma's
blast blew through Hentosai's as if it wasn't there and buried itself
in Hentosai's huge self. Hentosai tried a massive ki blast that
went outward from his body in all directions. The wave caused Ranma
to blink a moment but Ranma flew next to Hentosai and released his
own version of that attack.
Hentosai went flying into a stone pillar leaving a cobweb of
cracks in the stone. Before he could even fall to the floor, Ranma
hit him with a punch in the stomach against the pillar. Hentosai
coughed up blood. Ranma smiled and began to rapidly beat the ogre to
a pulp against the stone. The pervert made a weak attempt at a punch
which Ranma teleported through then swatted Hentosai across the room.
Hentosai knew physical attacks were useless against Ranma, the burns
on his palms and chest proved that, forcing to use the equally
ineffective ki attacks. Hentosai charged up for another attack and
fired it off... this time, Ranma reflected it right back into his
face. Hentosai grimaced and wiped the blood from his mouth... well
at least he healed quickly.
-=-=-
"Look at the energy! Ranma's almost like Goku out there!"
"Wha-? Who's Goku, Ranko?"
"Er-... nevermind." Yasha let out a sigh and rolled up her
sleeves. Hinako was a wreck. The Passion Fever filled her with a
fire that couldn't be put out. Nabiki and Kasumi were doing their
best to quell that desire as Yasha prepared to enter Hinako's mind.
Hinako was covered in a cold sweat and feverish in her moanings. The
succubus hoped she could gain control of Hinako's mind using some
blockers... it would be the reverse of what she was used to, Yasha
was normally the one to remove one's inhibitions.
"Okay, I'm ready. Here I go." Yasha kissed Hinako on the
forehead, took a deep breath, then disappeared.
-=-=-
"Enough games! Time for you to *DIE* Hentosai!!!" Ranma
stood over the defeated Hentosai, preparing for the final blow.
"I agree, no more games... heh, but that's just it isn't it?
This has all been a game, and an enjoyable one, for me. Do you think
that you're alive by chance? No, it was by my design. Do you really
think you can defeat me? I've merely upped the ante for my
entertainment. But now, like you said, no more games. Come now...
show me your power.", Hentosai said calmly as he rose to his feet. A
queer smile crossed his face as he levitated a few inches off the
ground... then exploded into purple flames. Ranma frowned.
".... All right then." Ranma's inferno began to flare and
lick the air more anxiously. Hentosai's did the same. Then Ranma
clenched his fists and spread them outward expanding his flame at an
amazing rate. Hentosai did the same. The two fields collided and
the ground began to break and rupture beneath them. Pillars of stone
rose up, crumbled, then fell, and blocks of marble floated upwards
then broke into dust. Ranma grimaced and flexed, expanding his flame
further, Hentosai smiled and pushed back.
-=-=-
Nabiki stopped suckling Hinako's breast for a moment to look
at the Hentoverse's destruction. Everything was breaking up. The
tapestries were in shreds, the pools were either evaporated or small
globes of floating liquid, rock and stone devastated and flung into
the mix. Only she and her friends were safe in their little bubble.
Who was winning? She couldn't tell through all the floating debris.
<What's taking Ranko so long? Hmph! What am I thinking?
How am I supposed to know how long it takes?>
"AHHH!"
"Ranko?!", Nabiki said. Yasha appeared on the floor of the
bubble drained, smoking, and nude. She gave Nabiki a weak smile.
"Y-you can stop now. I've put out the fires, Hinako will be
all right... provided we survive this. I'll need to give further
therapy later, but she's stable."
"So this is your true form?", Nabiki asked casually. Yasha
looked down at herself realizing she was naked and in her usual form.
"Uh, yes, I guess this is what you could call my 'true' form.
Are you angry with me?" Now Kasumi looked up in curiosity.
"Huh? Why should we be?"
"I haven't been truthful with you or anyone for that matter.
I've toyed with your emotions and loved ones. And I brought all this
upon you. All out of my own selfish desire for freedom."
"Ranko we know this isn't you're fault. We're all friends
here. Whatever you've done, it was probably Hentosai's fault. He'll
pay too... just as soon as Ranma finishes him.", Nabiki reassured
Yasha. The demoness nodded numbly.
<*If* he finishes him....>
-=-=-
Ranma couldn't take it anymore. If he still had a need to
sweat he would be doing so. Ranma was collapsing under the enormous
pressure Hentosai was putting on him. NO! He couldn't stop! Now
everything depended on him. He couldn't let Akane and the others
down. Ranma redoubled his efforts but could feel himself beginning
to break.
"Unnngggghh!!!!", he strained.
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!!" All Ranma could hear was the roaring flames
in his ears and the insane laughter of Hentosai.
"YAAHHH!!!!", Ranma screamed as the enemy finally broke
through his defenses. Ranma was engulfed in Hentosai's purple
inferno. Ranma could feel them licking at his skin, searing this
flesh, and burning his hair. He knew they would devour him any
moment now. Then... nothing. The flames retreated and a gust of
cool ozone replaced them. Ranma opened his eyes. Hentosai stood
gloating over him, mocking him.
"Now do you understand? This is *MY* game! I *NEVER* lose!
I could snuff you out at any moment but it pleases me not to... yet."
"If you're going to kill me then do it! But before I go...
you have to tell me.... *Why*?"
"I understand. Why do I chase after your loved ones when I
have a universe at my beck and call? Why do I need mortal women from
your pathetic plane of existence when I can form perfect ones here,
for my enjoyment? Is that it?"
"Yes.", Ranma croaked.
"Understand this... here I am a god. I can create and do
whatever I please. Except one thing... free will. I have yet to
make a being that has its own will. So I invade my birthworld for
wills to violate or seduce. It has its own... flavor. A very, very
addicting one, I might add. So I created a substance, the Passion
Fever Dust, to help facilitate this addiction. It was a very useful
thing that let me physically and psychologically torture poor, poor
virgin maidens.
And one day, I decided to visit my dear, dear brother,
Happousai. I respect his taste in women and, of course, decided, in
typical-sibling rivalry, to go after his women. *You*, in your
accursed form, were one of those girls. You know what happened. I
used my Passion Fever Attack. You screwed all the girls. And you
all survived, living happily ever after. Kasumi, of course, started
replicating my formula and used it left and right, and you, my boy,
ended up getting laid more times in one day than I could hope for in
a week!
But you see, there was a problem you didn't see. I *told*
you that to survive the Passion Fever Attack they had to lose their
virginity... but they didn't. You see, *NO* *ONE* survives the
Passion Fever Attack! You think I want little quarter-demon bastards
coming and seeking revenge for their violated mothers... like *I* did
to my demon Father before me? No, I couldn't have that! So the easy
solution? Kill them all.
Then there was this other problem. Your dear little Kasumi
somehow began creating her own version of my Passion Fever Dust. An
amazing feat! You see, *I* created the Dust, *HERE*... out of the
stuffs of my imagination! The materials needed, *only* exist in the
Hentoverse! So you see my problem... I have girls surviving a fool-
proof attack that always results in a fatality... and I have a mortal
replicating the impossible!
So I try to investigate this problem but what occurs? I am
constantly driven off by demon wards! Yet my brother, also a half-
demon by blood, has free run of the place! I have no luck persuing
the occupants even if they leave! If I try to get with in half a
kilometer of you or your loved ones... I am suddenly warded back!!!
Without any other choice, I resort to outside help, sending in the
succubus as my scout. She didn't know it, but I used her as a beacon
to enter the Dojo and kidnap its occupants.
Now I intend to destroy you and your girls, one by one, until
I uncover which one of you has such command over things impossible to
mere mortals! Once I realize that, I will exploit that person to
learn their secret and take their power!!! Does that answer your
question, Ranma?"
"You know what? You talk too much, pervert. You are also an
idiot! If any of us held that power... you'd already be dead."
"Never thought of that, but then, that's why I captured all
of you. Whomever holds the power also knows this is *my* universe...
held together only by my mind. Should I be destroyed all of you will
go with me! HAHAHA! The power holder will not gamble on all your
lives!"
"Why are you telling me all of this now, you bastard?!?"
"Because.... I've already concluded you are not the one."
*<ZZZZZZZCRACCCKKKKSSSSHHHHH!!!!>*
"YEEEARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"
-=-=-
"I-is it- is it Ranma?" Nabiki shaded her eyes trying to
look through the smoke but she still could only make out a distant
figure. The winds blew a extra thick cloud of smoke over the bubble
obstructing any view. "I've lost him! I think- EEEEKKK!!!", she
screamed when Hentosai's ugly face kissed right up against the force
bubble.
"Hello my darlings!", he laughed cruelly.
"You monster! Where's Ranma!?", demanded Yasha fearing the
worst.
"How naive... you know the answer to that. How ironic that
his last gift to you was a shield meant to protect you... is now
utterly useless!" Hentosai flicked his forefinger against the bubble
shattering it into a million pieces. The girls fell to the hard
floor and faced the harder reality. Ranma was dead. Along with
him, all hope. Nabiki, who had been remarkably cool, longer than
even the demoness, finally broke down and sobbed. Kasumi was already
shedding tears. Yasha cried too... not for herself, but for the
girls she knew were about to be tormented beyond all belief.
Whatever happened to her she could accept, she would survive and
would heal... but these poor fragile girls, her heart broke, she
would do anything to save them. Hentosai was not as compassionate.
"Oh please! Save that for later or else your tears will run
dry while I'm raping you! I really like it when they cry! HAHAHA!
All right now wake up you little bitches, I want you conscious." He
began slapping Akane & Ukyou across their faces until they awoke.
All Akane could manage to do was sob.
"Hmm, I think you girls are all overdressed!" He laughed at
his own joke then snapped his fingers. Cold flames engulfed all the
human women and stripped them of their clothes. Hentosai struck a
thoughtful pose as he looked from girl to girl. "Who to start with?
Hm? Who will a have the honor of being loved by a god first? I
think it's only fitting that Ranma's fiancee breaks her engagement by
pleasing the god who killed him! HAHAHA!!!" Hentosai grabbed Akane
by the wrist and pulled her towards him. Akane let out gut wrenching
scream after scream.
Yasha couldn't stand it. She was powerless against Hentosai
because he held the key to her powers... but there was one power she
always retained. A right given to Warriors that couldn't be taken
away. It seldom was used but it was always there as an option. Once
activated there was no turning back. Now, Yasha was prepared to use
that option.
"IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU-", Akane screamed her mind
in shambles. Yasha did her best to call over her cries.
"Akane, I've got only one other option-" Akane shot her a
look that showed that she fully understood. The others all seemed to
know what it meant and agreed... only Hentosai had no clue.
"What the hell are you blabbering about, Yasha? Shut up and
let me fuck this bitch in peace. Are you ready, Akane-chan?"
"YASHA DO IT! DO IT! FOR GODSAKES DO IT NOW!!!"
"Thank you all.", Yasha said quietly as she closed her eyes.
Then she self destructed.
Yasha blew up in a ball of all-consuming green flames...
taking Akane, Nabiki, Kasumi, & Ukyou with her. They had by mutual
agreement decided to use Yasha's last option.
-=-=-
"That stupid bitch!", Hentosai coughed as he tried to wave
the smoke from his face. Squinting he thought he saw a figure... a
survivor of the blast?
"Hello, Hentosai."
"Hmph! So you're the one... I didn't think you'd have the
guts to let them all die. I guess you're more selfish than I had
thought. Eh, Kasumi?" Kasumi-sama stood before him dressed in a
strange green gown. Her eyes were burning with emerald fire.
"You realize your time is up." Kasumi-sama said it as a
command. There was not a hint of a question in her voice.
"What are you going to do? Take me before a jury and hang
me, huh? These are my grounds! I am GOD here!"
"Your human side is getting the better of you, Hentosai.
Many, demons possess the ability to create their own universes... but
they do not let that inflate their egos as you do. Even demons have
the common sense not to compare themselves to the Lord.", Kasumi-sama
said evenly, "They know their limits."
"You vain, snobbish, lot! All of you! You think just
because you're a goddess you can push me around?!? You're not even a
respectable goddess!!! Demons have no weakness!!!"
"That is true, some do not. You are not one of them. As for
my standing as a goddess, it is irrelevant. I have more than enough
power to finish you." Hentosai, not realizing his predicament, was
angered by this meek goddess making demands of him.
"Let's see about that!!!" Hentosai drew his power and took
resources from the Hentoverse to mount his powerful attack. Space
began to warp and bend in upon itself, taking light, time, and all of
reality with it. Hentosai's hands cupped together gathering enormous
amounts of other-worldly energy. Lightning crackled around him as
his collection grew. Suddenly... Kasumi-sama walked up to Hentosai
and touched his chest.
"WHA- ARR!! NO!!! WHAT HAVE YOU- AARRRRGHHHHHHH!!!!!!", the
pervert screamed as green flames began to engulf him. The pain
caused him to lose his concentration and his attack collapsed upon
itself and began to implode. Kasumi watched for a moment before
leaving. Then Hentosai, his universe and everything in it, was gone
forever.
-=-=-
Kasumi-sama sat under the cool shade of the willow tree on a
soft pillow of moss and admired the beauty of the lakeside scenery.
She hugged her knees to her chest and rocked herself a bit before
sighing and focusing her thoughts. In a moment, the succubus, Yasha
appeared from thin air, disorientated and in her Ranko form.
"Wha- How- Who- Uh... Where am I?"
"Hello Yasha."
"What? Kasumi!?! How did you sur- Where are the others?!
Where are *we*!?! What happened to-"
"You're full of questions aren't you?", Kasumi-sama smiled
softly.
"I'm just- Wait a moment!" Yasha slowed down when she
noticed the strange diamond-shaped marking on Kasumi's forehead.
"K-K-Kasumi... y-you're a g-goddess!?!" Kasumi smiled and nodded.
"If you're a goddess then this is-"
"Heaven."
"Oh! I'm in deep shit! I'm sitting in the middle of Enemy
HQ!!! I've got to get out of here!!!", Yasha panicked.
"Isn't that your whole warrior mission? To storm us and get
into Heaven?"
"*ALONE*!!?!!" Kasumi-sama laughed kindly.
"You're not right in the *middle* of Heaven. And you're safe
regardless... you're under my protection."
"Protection?! I thought- aren't we, like, mortal enemies or
something? Why would you protect me?"
"You may not realize this because gods are the enemies of
demons, but demons aren't the enemies of gods. We see you as simply
lost for a time. Heaven knows we have gods that are nearly as bad as
you folk. You remember Zeus? Or perhaps you've heard of Urd? Hah
ha... you know, you and Urd would get along so- Sorry, I'm getting
off track. The point is: You have a good heart. We respect that....
Do you recognize this place?"
"How could I? I've never been to- Wait... isn't this? ...."
"Yes, Yasha. This is the home you dreamed up for Ranko and
put into Ranma's mind. Only I put it in your mind first."
"Goddess can do that?!", Yasha asked, surprised.
"We can do a lot of things. Like the pretty dress you're
wearing... I made it. With my hands I mean... like Kasumi would."
"Huh? Aren't you Kasumi?"
"Yes." She paused. "And no. It's difficult to explain but
our Lord, His Son, and His Spirit would be able to confuse you very
thoroughly in the subject. I let things happen to Kasumi, yet at all
times I *am* Kasumi... er sort of. Meanwhile, she knows nothing
about me, even though I'm her... kind of." She laughed at the
bewildered look on Yasha's face. "It's best not to think about it
too hard. I brought you here because we have a lot in common. I'm
not very popular around here just as you have been set up by your
fellow succubi. I'm kind of kinky and meddle with mortal affairs too
much for my Lord's tastes. I'm sort of a roguish goddess... like you
are a good demoness. But the Lord's forgiving and lets me do my
thing."
"What exactly do you do?"
"Like I said, I meddle with mortal affairs... specifically,
Ranma. Much of what he's been going through is my fault. The
strange coincidences, illogical actions, turns of fate, and changed
mentalities... they're more often than not, my fault. Don't ask me
why I do it, it's harder to explain than the Trinity... but I can
tell you that I care for him and his loved ones, and that I will
always eventually bring him through the end."
"Then me, ending up with him, is all your doing?"
"Yes."
"Then the feelings I have... for him... are they fabricated
by you as well?"
"They might be... does it matter?"
"No." Yasha laughed. "Am I saying that because you're
making me? This goddess stuff is going to drive me crazy!!!"
"Don't think about too hard, remember?"
"All right, you win. You're going to bring Ranma and the
others back too, right?"
"Of course."
"Then why just me, for now?"
"Because *someone* has to remember when it's all over."
Kasumi-sama smiled then vanished. Yasha blinked.
-=-=-
"Pass the pickled turnips!"
"Will you move over?!!! You're almost sitting in my lap,
Ranma!!!"
"Akane would like that, wouldn't she?!"
"What did you say?! Nabiki!!!"
"So where did your training take you last this time, Ryouga?"
"Ukyou, would you pass the soy sauce?"
"AHAHAHAHAAAA!!! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! *HOT*!!!!"
"Don't eat so quickly, Father."
When Yasha opened her eyes she found herself in the middle of
dinner with everyone. The ruckus of everyone happily jabbering and
munching away was quite a contrast from the serene surroundings of
Heaven... but Yasha liked this much better.
"Ranko, that's a really lovely dress!"
Yasha looked down at the gift Kasumi-sama had given her and a
tear came to one eye.
"Thank you, a really good friend, one very dear to me, she
hand-made it for me."
"It's beautiful! Who is she?"
"I don't think you'd know her....", her voice trailed off.
When Kasumi realized she wasn't getting an answer she just shrugged
and continued eating. Yasha watched as everyone celebrated without
having a clue of the horrors they had suffered only moments ago in
her perception of time.
Ryouga and Ukyou, not looking, reached for the same dumpling
and their chopsticks crossed. The both turned and for some reason
began blushing as they each tried to offer the other the dumpling.
Genma and Soun argued over who got the most bloated from drinking
sake. Hinako laughed as she held a conversation with Kasumi and
Nabiki about Ranma's bad habits. And Akane looked at the ground with
bashful downcast eyes as Ranma took her hand under the table and
squeezed it. Yasha saw all this, sitting quietly by herself.
"Ranko? Ranko, are you crying?", Ukyou asked, concerned.
Suddenly everything was quiet. All eyes were on Ranko.
"Yes.", she smiled as tears streamed down her face, "I am
crying."
"Why?"
"Because.... Because I'm so happy!", Yasha laughed, "I want
you all to know- I love you!"
"Ranko that's really sweet, we love you too!"
"Yeah, Yas- er- Ranko! I'm glad you are staying with us!
You *are* staying, right? We're all family here!", Ranma winked.
"Yes, I've decided to stay."
"Good to have you!"
"Hey, a toast, in honor of Ranko Saotome! The newest member
of this family!"
"CHEERS!", they laughed in unison.
*<BURP!!!>* Genma released a truly foul belch.
"SAOTOME!"
"Hey I told you I was more bloated!!!"
-=-=-
Akane slipped in quietly, stifling her giddy giggles.
"What's so funny?"
"I was just thinking about how you said you were going to
burst... you think *you* were going to burst, what about me? I could
barely restrain myself from grabbing you and kissing your handsome
face at dinner. Imagine what that would cause?"
"You're so cute.", Ranma admired her and love welled up in
his heart.
"Ranma? Ranma, are you listening to me?"
"Lovely...- huh? What did you say?" Akane smiled and sighed
happily.
"Nevermind, you made me a promise."
"I did? I know I promised to love you forever-"
"Oh stop gushing on me, Ranma!", Akane giggled. She lifted
the hemline of her nightie and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Slinging her arms upon his shoulders she stared passionately into his
eyes. "You promised that we'd finish tonight. I think we left off
someplace like this..."
Akane's mouth opened in an erotic "O" as she pulled on the
string lacing the front of her nightie. As Ranma slipped the silky
material down either side of her shoulders, Akane's hand slided
across his muscular chest down into his shorts and took a hold of his
erect manhood.
"A-A-Akane!", Ranma choked as she pulled on his stiff member.
Ranma's fingertips drifted from her shoulders to under her left
breast, there they spread to move across the mound squeezing the
surface lightly. Ranma decided to lay back with Akane on all fours
above him. He smelled the fragrance of her hair as it hung down in
his face, again his heart skipped at her beauty. Akane's nightie now
was just a band of bunched up silk at her waist as Ranma reached up
and cupped both her dangling firm breasts. He began to play with
them causing Akane to moan and arch her back.
Ranma strained his neck and began to suckle a nipple. The
sensation was too much for Akane, driving her back. So Ranma just
followed by sitting up straight and continuing his nursing. He used
one hand to lead the tit into his eager mouth while the other
continued to pleasure her other breast. Akane's fingers were deftly
pumping Ranma's shaft and fondling his balls, the fat head of his
penis rubbing against her smooth belly. Both were letting out soft,
erotic moans.
It was in this position, Ranko caught them.
"Oh my!", Ranko gasped a la Kasumi. Akane and Ranma froze.
Their hearts stopped at the same time and then suddenly both their
pulses raced. A tingling sensation rushed through their bodies like
the blood that was quickly making their entire nude forms blush.
Akane's first impulse was to let out a shriek... fortunately Ranma
was faster acting. He clamped his hand over Akane's mouth and
motioned for Ranko to shut the door.
"And lock it!", he whispered urgently. After she had done so
she turned to see Akane adjusting her nightie to a more respectable
position and Ranma standing furiously, ready to dish out some wrath
with a bedsheet wrapped around his waist. It was obvious his state
of arousal had not quite died off yet as the sheet was sticking
several inches in front of him.
"What are you doing here!?!"
"I woke up and Akane wasn't there, so I got up and wanted to
see if she was in here. I'm sorry, I never meant to- Oh dear- I'm-"
Ranko was glowing red more than the couple had been a few moments ago
but Ranma didn't buy it.
"You little spy-"
"You poor girl!" Akane pushed past him not hearing what he
was going to say. "Ranko, don't worry, it's not a big deal-"
"Are you kidding?!?! Why don't we invite your father in
then, Akane?!? Yeah, let's just make it a party out of it! OWWW!!"
Ranma yelled as Akane tweaked his butt under the sheet, "OUCH! Damn!
That's going to leave a mark, Akane!!"
"Ranko, ignore Ranma, he's just over-reacting. Just go to
bed now and don't worry about it. We'll talk about it tomorrow.
Please don't tell anyone about this, you promise?", Akane smiled
kindly while pinching Ranma's lips shut.
"I promise."
"Good night then." Ranko turned to leave but stopped short.
"Um, Akane?"
"Yes?"
"What were you and Ranma, doing?" Akane blushed again and
smiled shyly.
"You really don't know?"
"Un-uh.", she shook her head.
<I don't *BELIEVE* this!!! THE NERVE!!!- Yasha, you and I
are going to have a *long* talk about this!!>, Ranma thought angrily.
His anger helped him resist the aura of cuteness that made everyone
fall in love with her.
"W-we were- um- loving each other... we show how much we love
each other by doing what we were doing."
"I feel- I feel... funny, Akane. And I think it was because
of what you and Ranma were doing." Ranko clamped her bare legs
together and rubbed them against each other. Akane stood silent for
a moment then let go of Ranma's lips. He was about to shout a sound
of protest when Yasha bound him secretly with a spell. Akane walked
over to her and pushed her fingers between Ranko's soft thighs. She
ran them up the insides of her thighs until she was going under
Ranko's t-shirt and touching Ranko's panties. Ranko's eyes were shut
tight as her entire body trembled.
"Do you mean here?", Akane asked sympathetically, her voice
laced with lust. Ranko's eyes remained shut as she nodded. She
suddenly wrapped herself around Akane, hugging her tightly.
"Akane!"
"..." Akane was stunned as Ranko grasped one of her breasts
through the silky nightie.
"I'm sorry, I got a little excited-", Ranko apologized still
fondling Akane's chest.
"It's okay."
"Hold me tighter.", Ranko said softly. Akane squeezed the
smaller (but bustier) girl, her thigh slipping between Ranko's and
her hand still in place. Akane's nightie began to fall off her
shoulders again leaving Ranko to play with the soft globes directly.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what I'm-"
"Don't apologize, Ranko... keep going!", Akane panted her
nightie falling past her hips to the floor. Akane pressed the
shorter girl's head between her breasts as ran her hands along the
back of Ranko's thighs, up her shirt, and on to her thin pair of
panties stretching across her round bottom. Akane slipped her hands
in and squeezed Ranko's butt cheeks. This pushed the red-head's
crotch against Akane's thigh, causing her to moan.
Finally Akane decided to pull Ranko's oversized shirt off and
expose her glorious body. Ranko crossed her arms over her bare chest
standing in only her panties and a pair of socks. Akane marveled yet
again at the beautiful body, Ranma and Ranko possessed before going
ahead. Akane grasped the sides of Ranko's panties and jerked them
past her hips exposing her to Akane's lustful gaze. Akane cupped the
curve of Ranko's sex feeling the wetness of the excited girl.
Akane got on her knees and brought her face level to Ranko's
mound. Inhaling its fragrance, Akane nuzzled her face into it and
gave it an affectionate lick. Over sensitive, Ranko let out a yelp
as her legs clamped shut and she reflexively pushed Akane's head
away, her breasts jiggling freely from the sudden motion.
"I'm sorry!"
"Heh, it's okay. Here, you better lie on the ground and
spread your legs." Ranko did as she was told and kicked off her
panties. Akane held Ranko's thighs firmly as she prepared to dive
again. Again, she was only able to get in one lick before Ranko
began flipping and flopping, and trying to push Akane's head away
while clamping her legs around it at the same time. Akane laughed
and decided to climb over the smaller girl. She lined herself up in
such a way that their nipples brushed against each other as they
ground their sexes together. Akane introduced her hand, which went
between the two girls, playing with both. Very quickly they came one
after the other. Akane rolled off of Ranko, panting.
"Your turn, Ranma." Ranma suddenly found himself unbound and
full of passion. <What the hell, as long as Akane doesn't mind...>
Ranma parted Ranko's thighs and pushed his own hips between her's.
Akane took the tip of Ranma's manhood and guided it to Ranko's hole,
she licked both the tip of Ranma's erection and Ranko's clit sending
shivers through both. Ranma held his breath as he plunged in only
half they way. Already Ranko was moaning as her sex made sucking
sounds. Ranma pushed all the way in, letting Ranko engulf him and
contract about him. Ranko let out a breathless gasp. Ranko bucked
her pelvis up and against his as they rutted. Stroke after stroke
Ranma bit his lip to keep from screaming. His balls slapped against
her buttocks with each thrust. Finally he came, spewing what he had
intended for Akane into his doppleganger and collapsed on top of her.
-=-=-
"More rice, please!"
"Of course, Ranma.", Kasumi served him another helping.
The entire Tendo household merrily devoured breakfast on yet
another fine sunny morning. Just then Ranko bounded down the stairs
into the dining room. For a second, Ranma nearly spewed out his rice
gruel... then he remembered: <Oh, yeah, it's just Ranko.> Ranko
happily smiled good morning to everyone and skipped over to Ranma.
"Cousin Ranma, may I sit on your lap?" Before Ranma could
object, Ranko sat on his lap. Akane watched, amused.
"Aww, isn't that cute!"
Ranma didn't think it was cute. Ranma was getting hard.
Instead of smoothing her skirt out underneath her as most girls did,
Ranko had flipped the back of her skirt up, placing her bare, bouncy,
*pantiless* bottom on Ranma's crotch.
"Akane get her off! Jeez, wasn't last night enough for you?"
"What happened last night?", Akane asked. Ranma looked at
her face a moment before realizing she, genuinely didn't know.
<YASHA!>
<Hmm?>, she thought in a sweet tone.
<Did you->
<Yes, I thought it would be better for her not to remember.>
"-okay? Ranma, are your listening?"
"Huh? Uh, yeah."
"Ranma, what happened last night?", Akane demanded.
"N-nothing. It was nothing."
<Yasha, get off my lap!>
<Make me!>, she laughed in his head.
<Yasha, I'll throw you->
<-and expose my naked bottom to everyone here?>
<ARRRRGH!!!>
"-are you okay, Ranma?"
"Huh? What?"
"You're gritting your teeth!", Akane said, concerned.
"And you're face is awfully red!", Nabiki added.
"It's n-nothing.", he said distractedly.
<This is what I get for inviting a demoness into my home!>
<This is what you get for inviting me into your home!>, she
agreed gleefully.
<What have I done?>, he sighed.
<What *have* you done?>, she giggled.
"Ranma, Ranko, it's time to go!", Akane called.
"Coming, Akane." Ranko got up and stood next to Akane.
"Well are you coming, Ranma?" Akane stamped her foot
impatiently. Ranma looked down at the massive erection he had under
the table and knew he couldn't get up. What would Akane think of him
if he got that from Ranko!
"Err, I think I'll stay here a while."
"Well you can't! We're going to be late!"
"I just need to sit a bit!"
"Let's *GO*!"
"I can't!"
"If you don't move....", she threatened.
"Akane, please!"
"Okay, buster, I'm dragging you out!!!"
"No, Akane don't!!!"
"Let go of the table leg, Ranma!"
"Ranma, don't make a scene!" Yasha used her powers to make
him to super light. Akane had no problem prying him free and tossing
him into the air for everyone to see. Everyone face faulted.
"EEEKKKK!!!!", Ranko shrieked.
"RANMA!!", Genma shouted, bug-eyed.
"Don't look, Daughters!", Soun said, shielding Kasumi and
Nabiki.
"W-O-W!", Nabiki whistled, peeking through her father's
fingers.
"Oh my!", Kasumi gasped.
Ranma fell on his back, soldier standing proudly at attention
in his trousers. Ranma covered his face with his forearm, let out a
groan, then sobbed "Why me?"
<Wait until we get to school... think of all the neat tricks
an invisible succubus can do!>
Ranma cried harder.
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Author's Notes
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You *knew* what was gonna happen, didn't you? Once main
characters began dying off left and right, you knew somehow they were
all coming back in a big happy ending! Well SUE me! I'm a sucker
for happy endings! Who needs all those depressing sad-fics and dark-
fics to get us down when there's life to do that? (Don't you *dare*
connect that statement with lemon-fics and my sex life! ^-^)
I have to apologize for blaming Kasumi-sama for any and all
my logic errors and mistakes. If anything I should be blaming Amber!
*<WHACK!>* Ow! Amber-sama! *<SMACK!>* Oh all right! It's all my
fault... jeez! Oh yeah, and I'd like to thank Amber-sama (you know
sometimes I think *she's* a demoness!) and everyone else for their
input. A special thanks to David Bateson, who has helped me edit the
series and more. Sorry, Francis, for bringing Ryouga back to life...
but like I said, I'm a sucker for happy endings!
Well I am truly glad that's over. It took me forever because
of the many other responsibilities in my life, but I finished! This
one fic alone is longer than all the previous ones combined! Never
did I imagine I could write so much to say so little! I hope I gave
you a good read. (Okay, okay! A decent one? ... A marginal one, at
least? ... Oh, com'on give me a little credit! Please!!!)
This is probably the last of the Lemonade Punch series.
*<sniff,sniff>* I might get around to finishing the last two fics
I already have drafted, but I can't promise it. I hope this series
is enough to get me my own directory in the Anime FanFic Archive!
(My life's goal!) I really hope to hear your comments about this or
any of the other fics in the LP series.
As for those last two LP fics... (if for some odd reason you
are interested) the first one is a Ranma/Fighting Games cross-over
and the second is a Street Fighter lemon. Both are already drafted
but who knows when I'll get around to finishing them up. Bug me if
you really want these stories to see the daylight. (I'm kidding by
the way... ^-^)
That's all I have to say for now. I had a great time
dreaming up this stuff for you to read... and half of that never made
it to paper so you can imagine how long it could have been! Goodbye
and remember, the fate of the next Lemonade Punch lies in your hands!
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