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 a while....", 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-sensei. 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, "Sensei,
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-sensei 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. Your 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, 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, Sensei!"
"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?"
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