You'd Least Expect 2 by PhoneyNT
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"Ugh, achoo" Ranma sneezed, lying faceup. His feet were soaking in warm
water and he was lying backwards on his bed. Kasumi came in and left some
tea with him.
"Hope you get better soon, Ranma."
"Yah, sure."
Kasumi left the room and Akane replaced her after five minutes. She
looked at Ranma with pity in her eyes.
"Poor Ranma...here, let me hold you a little."
She sat next to him on the bed and stroked his face a little. Ranma
sighed with happiness. Here he was, lying sick with the girl of his dreams
watching over him. The girl of his dreams...he gazed at her form above him.
The slight rise and fall of her bosom which he had come to love so much...the
angles and rounds of her soft face...the sharp black color of her hair. And
what was this? A new perfume she was trying out?
"Aw, man...I'm poppin' one." He tried to quell his desire out of shame
and embarassment. He was too late though. Akane noticed the tent in his
pants right away.
"Ranma!" she asked mischieviously. "Is that all you think of me?"
"Uh..no! I--I--didn't mean it like that--"
Having gotten the rise she wanted out of him, she placed a finger to his
lips and went down on him.
"Akane," he managed to rasp out, "...let me..help you too."
So, she shifted her body till she was lying with her hips right in his
face. He quickly removed the barriers and began licking away.
This continued for perhaps five minutes before he came in her mouth.
Ranma didn't stop his ministrations though. Soon Akane was bucking in the
throes of an orgasm. Her thrashes were shaking the bed violently and kicking
up some major dust.
"Ahhh...ah....ACHOO!" Ranma sneezed directly into Akane's open pussy.
Seconds later, Akane relaxed some. "Mmm, Ranma, that was nice." Akane
lay there for about a minute. Then her breathing slowed. She went to sleep
right there.
"What the hell?" he thought. "Wake up!" Ranma shouted, "Get offa me!"
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Kasumi had come in the room at the shouting and had helped Ranma out of
his predicament, blushing furiously all the while.
She moved Akane to a futon.
Hours passed. Ranma read books and listened to CD's. Akane slept.
Hours passed. Ranma set his alarm and Akane slept.
Ranma woke up in the morning. Akane slept.
"What the hell is going on?"
-
Dr. Tofu came in with the bad news. "Akane's not doing so well."
"No duh! What's wrong with her now?" Ranma snorted, the enormity of the
situation not having caught up with him yet.
"She's had a stroke. Air bubble got into her bloodstream and went
straight for the brain. She's a vegetable. I have no idea how this could
have happened."
[Camera on Ranma's paling face, then zoom out, then slowly out some more
to show the dojo from outside, then some more to show it from afar. Fade to
black.]
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"Ranma, I know you're hurting," Ukyo whispered. She was hugging his
shoulders and patting his head. "I still love you."
Ranma just wept some more. Ukyo pressed herself into him more.
"Aargh," Ranma thought as he began to hate himself; he was reacting to
her body against his.
When she felt it, an astonished look took her. She backed up and took a
step backwards.
"I---I'm sorry, Akan--i mean, Ukyo! I'm so confused!"
Ukyo hushed him. "I know we promised not to touch each other that way
since what happened two years ago, but...well...Akane is...gone. She wouldn't
want you to sit around and roll in misery for the rest of your
life!" She blushed at her tactlessness.
She stumbled closer to him and he grabbed her, kissing her with a ferocity
born of desperation for some tangible example of love.
-
Two Months Pass...
Ranma contemplated the vibrator. It was one of the old style, with an AC
power cord and huge handle, not the streamlined battery ones of today. This
thought lasted for about a second before he plugged it in and began to tease
Ukyo's nether regions with it.
He'd decided to use Ukyo's vibrator just to throw in a little spice to
what they were about to do. He began to slide it in and out.
Soon the shaft was fully lubricated and dripping with Ukyo's juices.
Ranma pushed in one more stroke and was very surprised to see Ukyo already
jerking silently but smasmodically.
"Strange, she wasn't a jerker, as far as I knew," he thought.
She too, fell asleep.
"Even stranger." He didn't see the flashes of blue interplaying between
Ukyo's crotch and the vibrator. "Oh well," he sighed, as he got up to leave.
He left the vibrator in her pussy just for effect.
-
The coroner had no idea why the woman had died, until he looked close to
the midsection and saw the burns on the woman's vagina.
"Jesus christ!" he thought, "what a way to go!"
His assistant chuckled. "There oughta be a fuckin' label, 'Do not use in
wet places such as the shower.' But then what'd be the point?"
The coroner smacked him. "Have some respect for the dead, man!"
-
Two Months Pass...
Ranma bathed in the Tendo's tub. He felt terrible. Here he had caused
two deaths in one year. It didn't help that Shampoo was coming in through the
bathroom window.
"Shampoo make you feel better," she moaned as she came on to him with her
usual aggressive style.
Warning bells went off in Ranma's head. "No," he thought, "not again."
"Shampoo, I don't think we should--"
Shampoo glomped onto him. Their relationship had developed tenfold in the
last few months as Ranma had come to her and opened his heart after Akane's death.
She'd had a chance to show her caring side as well. Now it was time to show the
other side of her--the wild and untameable amazon side.
Ranma succumbed to her feminine charms. They sank into the tub and began
moving together.
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He entered her repeatedly from behind. She was in a sort of floating
doggy position.
Shampoo began to jerk with her orgasm. She could feel Ranma coming close
as well and dug into him. Her body went mostly below the hot water. It was
an interesting sensation to strain her upper body against the water and her
lower against Ranma's firm body. She was blanketed all around as she released her
juices into the tub. She gasped involuntarily but managed to hold the rest of her
breath. This was intense!
Ranma's mind went blank and he went into automatic mode, sticking her over and
over.
"Aahhhhhhh Shampooooo!"
It seemed to last for minutes. He felt extemely fatigued as well. When
he opened his eyes, Shampoo was lying facedown in the water, most of her body
below the water surface except where it connected to him.
"Shampoo?"
He gasped as he realized that when she had entered a second fit of jerking
and struggling against him, it hadn't been a second orgasm after all...
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!"
-Epilogue-
Two Years later...
Ranma hugged Kasumi. He'd fulfilled his marriage vow to the Tendo's and
had just married her. He looked at his new wife. He imagined he could see
his old fiancees laughing and looking on at him, superimposed over Kasumi's
smiling image.
God, he loved her so much. It'd taken time...but he'd been strong and
fulfilled his family honor in the process. He hugged her tightly. She began
to remove her garments.
Suddenly Ranma jumped up. He began nervously glancing around the entire
room.
"Maybe we should do this outside in a big open empty, deserted field,
Kasumi...?"
"Nonsense!" She pulled him down to her and began expressing her love.
For the rest of their 50 years together, she never determined just why he
always seemed so nervous when they made love.
The End
I guess you could call this my answer to Morganfield's "Take Off Your
Clothes" series. :)
C&C please...now come on, I *KNOW* some of you have time to drop at least
a one-liner by. After all, you had time to flame me to a crisp...