Note: I'm posting this for a friend...
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Gonna Feel it in the Morning
 a Ranma 1/2 Lemonfic
 by Damien Roc

Disclaimer:
Ranma 1/2 and all characters therin are property, trademark, copyright,
whatever of Rumiko Takahashi and some companies. I'm just using them for
my own perverse pleasure.

Disclaimer:
This is a lemon fanfic. Hence, if you aren't yet 18 (or whatever the age
of consent in your city, state, country, region, continent, planet,
system, galaxy, universe...) Stop right now. This story depicts acts of
sexual intercourse (where did they come up with the phrase like that...
and while we're on the questions, who the hell is Alex Shey and why do
they keep mentioning him in Peon Hentai Evanjellyon?) and may be
unsuitable for young readers. Parental discretion (i.e. don't let your
kids read it) is advised.

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Ranma sighed and stretched his arms, soaking up the heat and inhaling
the steam of the hot bath.

-Finally- he thought. -I've been a girl all day, and Akane hasn't shut
up about it.-

He shook his head and let his arms drape over the side of the tub, the
tile felt cool against his arms; the juxtaposition of hot and cold
refreshed his body. Smiling, he shut his eyes.

With a start, he opened them at the clattering sound outside. "Wha...?
Who's there?" Ranma called out. -No one should be home, right now.-

He stood up slightly, hot water cascading off of his body. After a
moment, the water was still, and he listened. Hearing nothing else,
Ranma huffed, then noticed that the room had become steamy. He reached
up and opened the window slightly, giving the steam a route of escape.
Sighing again, he sat back down, savoring the peace and quiet.

A couple of minutes later, another sound brought his eyes up to the
window. He spied a pair of eyes, and heard a quiet "meow."

Fear ripped through Ranma's spine. "A c-c... ca...." he stammered. The
feline stepped forward through the window, and daintily jumped into the
water.

A familier purple-haired head popped out, followed by an enthusiastic,
Chinese body, which proceeded to jump towards him.

"Sh... Shampoo!" Ranma managed to get out before she glomphed onto him.

"Ranma! Sampoo love!" she exclaimed, her naked body hugging his tightly.

For a moment, nothing happened. -Akane, it's not what you think!- Ranma
thought loudly, then realized that his other fiancee wasn't around.

Apparently, the Amazon lass had had the same thought, in all their
previous encounters like this, someone had always burst in.

Somewhere, deep in the recesses of his brain, Ranma felt regret that no
one did.

Shampoo pulled slightly back from him. "We not be bothered today," she
said, a coy smile on her mouth.

"Shampoo, I... I really don't..." Then Ranma felt Shampoo's body. She
was still against him, but not mashed against him. Her skin was smooth,
cooler than his, and invigorating. Her breasts, pressed slightly harder
than the rest of her body, with erect nipples poking at his chest.

Down below, Ranma felt a throb.

Shampoo must have felt it too, for she pulled away and looked down. "Oh,
Ranma, you so big!" her mouth was a round "O" of wonder.

Seeing her, Ranma's desire grew, and his member grew likewise.

A smile on her face, Shampoo looked up. "Ranma want to have some fun?"
She stood up fully, her round breasts bouncing, spraying droplets of
water from her rosy nipples. Ranma's eyes tracked the movement, then
trailed down the graceful curves of her body.

"You interested?" she asked. Ranma couldn't say anything, so he nodded,
but didn't do anything.

Apparently impatient, Shampoo jumped onto him again, pressing her lips
against his.

Ranma puckered his lips and kissed back, but something surprised him.
Something was forcing its way into his mouth, parting his lips and then
his teeth.

Curios, he didn't pull away, meeting the object with his tongue, then
realized that it was Shampoo's tongue. He playfully poked against it,
and felt a slight tug at the corners of her mouth as she smiled, liking
the game.

-It's so... sweet!- Ranma thought, probing deeply into the Chinese
girl's mouth.

She pulled away for a breath, a trail of saliva connecting their mouth.
Shampoo reached up, and severed the connection by tracing her fingers
gently across his lips.

"Ranma taste good!"

He chuckled. "You do to, Shampoo."

She shifted slightly, and his erect member banged against the inside of
her leg. Ranma felt a dull ache, and looked down.

"I think I'm ready," he said.

Looking down, Shampoo nodded, her eyes wide. "How we do this?" she
asked.

On a whim Ranma said, "How about from behind?"

Startled, Shampoo frowned at him. "Shampoo no pervert like Akane,
Ranma!" she scolded. "Ranma take Shampoo in proper place."

"Okay! Okay! But I read that you can do that from behind."

She stood and showed off to him him. "Shampoo very beautiful down there,
no?"

There was a tuft of short hair around her cleft that captured his
attention.

-So she's a _natural_ purple.- he thought.

"From behind?" he asked.

She nodded. "We get out of bath, though. Shampoo is very hot!"

"Alright." Ranma followed her. She picked up a towel and kneeled on it.

"This Shampoo's first time, so Ranma be careful."

"Right, careful." Ranma kneeled behind her. He placed his hands on her
back, feeling the smooth curvature of her body, finally coming to rest
while holding onto her perfect butt.

Shuffling forward slightly, Ranma probed between her legs. Shampoo
reached back with her hand to guide him in. Her fingers were cool.

There was a moment's resistance, then he slid forward into her. In sharp
contrast to her hand, her tunnel was slick and warm.

"Ah!" Shampoo let out, and Ranma moaned in pleasure. Pressing, he dove
deeper.

Something barred his way for a moment, but Ranma pressed against it, and
there was a slight pop. Shampoo gasped in pain and pleasure.

"Shampoo! Did I hurt you?"

She turned her head and looked back at him, her purple hair framing her
face nicely. "Shampoo is okay."

Ranma leaned forward, reaching around her body to cup the Amazon's
breasts. Her nipples leapt at his touch, and he pinched them as he began
to hump her.

With growing enthusiasm as her love juices lubricated the way, Shampoo
pressed and released against him, her ass quivvering as it hit against
him.

"Oh! This so wonderful!" Shampoo cried out. Her pussy muscles tightened
slightly, an orgasm approaching.

Ranma's penis throbbed in reply, rapidly nearing orgasm himself.

Suddenly, Shampoo stopped moving. Startled, Ranma did to, but felt her
vagina squirm as she looked back at him again.

"Shampoo still very hot, Ranma! We go outside."

-But! I'm almost there!- he mentally cried out. Spying something, a
better idea crossed his mind.

"We don't need to, Shampoo." He grabbed the bucket of cold water and
spashed it on top of her.

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Remember: Cats are smaller than humans.

Author's note:

This is my first fanfic of any sort. Ranma, lemon, or otherwise. As my
first foray into the field, I'd appreciate any criticism (and
compliments) about it. email DamienRoc@aol.com

Shampoo isn't my favorite Ranma girl. Not even close, actually, but
she's the only one who would work for this story.

Damien Roc
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