I am truly sorry for this demented piece of work.  But when inspired by 
the Muses, no matter how depraved they are, one must answer their call. 
 May the flames purify my soul.  It has a slightly limey smell to it 
sorry.

*Insert Standard Disclaimer* 

	"Oh Well"
	by
	Trom

	The fog slowly descended toward the valley floor.  Through it's 
mists one can witness a view of utmost majesty and horror.  For this 
valley's floor was littered with pools, each with a bamboo pole sticking 
out from it's center.  Many have came to this place of rage and sorrow, 
all that have left were forever changed in one way or another.   This 
place has been called many things over the centuries, The Pools of 
Sorrow being a  more member able name for them.  Residing deep within 
China, the valley of Jusenkyo holds a number of tragic tales linked to 
it.
	Two figures slowly trudged their way to a shack near the 
valley's edge.  Their tale was one of constant strife and turmoil, 
though in the end their love emerged triumphant.  The young man has been 
here a number of times, each one more disastrous than the last.  When he 
first came here he was ignorant of its true horror, just a young lad on 
a training trip with his father.  His world was turned upside down by 
that experience, it seemed that all his trouble seemed to stem from that 
point on.  In the end it seemed to work out for the best, the only thing 
left to make his life perfect.  The removal of a problem that has been 
plaguing him since he first received it.  
	The young woman came just to show her support for the man she 
loved.  That and she didn't want him going on a training trip without 
her.  While the majority of their problems have been solved the two's 
admittance of their love for each other, and the resulting wedding, you 
can never be too careful when dealing with one's heart and future.  
Although she had constantly told him that she would love him no matter 
what he was, he would not hear of it.  She knew he was doing this for 
her, or at least he thought he was, still it was sweet of him.  While at 
times it could be irritating, these expressions of his love and loyalty 
toward her gave her a warm feeling in her heart. 
	The Jusenkyo guide watched as the couple concluded their trip 
toward the �Spring of 
Drowned Man'. If it wasn't for the fact that today was such a bitch and 
it seemed like nothing could go right with his life.  If it wasn't for 
the fact that he had finally become so disgusted with all the travelers 
coming to the springs and completely ignoring anything he said.  If it 
wasn't for the fact of a lot of things, he would have stopped them from 
what they were about to do, but he just decided to stand their and watch 
the show.  
	
	"Are you sure about this Ranma?" Akane inquired of her husband. 
 She was still pensive about this course of action.
	"Definitely Akane, I can't go through the rest of my life as 
half a man!" Ranma answer venomously, his fist clenched before him.  "I 
can't shame you any longer with my liabilities."
	"But Ranma! I'd love you no matter what you change into."  Akane 
had been trying to discourage Ranma since before the trip began.  While 
she loved him, and his performance in the matters of love was 
incredible, there was just something about Ranma's cursed form that she 
loved.  Although she wouldn't tell Ranma this, for she was sure he would 
think she was a pervert.  While she had long convinced him to try out 
the love making in both forms, it just wasn't the same, some thing was 
missing.  While as a guy, the power of his thrusts were pure pleasure.  
Although while in his girl form, the soft feeling of her flesh caused 
her to orgasm repeatedly.  She would miss that feeling, and one could 
not compare to the other.  But for his sake she would comply to his 
wishes.
	Ranma walked up the spring of drowned man, giving her an loving 
look, he dived into the spring.  The water churned as the spring's magic 
took affect.  Akane just stood there a good distance away, so as not to 
have any accidents, and watched for Ranma's head to reappear.  Soon 
Ranma emerged from the spring with a mighty shout.  Only it was a 
woman's shout not a man's.  She was shocked when Ranma jumped out of the 
spring exclaiming happily.  Didn't he know that it didn't work?
	"Yes! I'm a guy again!" Ranma shouted out loud.  Akane just 
looked at him incredibly for a minute.  She was still the short, red 
haired, big breasted girl, that she always turned into when splashed 
with cold water.  She soon came out of her shock.
	"Ranma! What are you talking about?  You're still a girl!" She 
yelled at him, trying to get him out of his delirium.  Was Ranma in 
shock that it didn't work!? Would she recover!?
	"What are you talking about Akane, of course it worked.  Just 
look at......." She trailed off as she looked down to see the all to 
familiar set of breasts.  She grabbed them in disbelief and started to 
stammer.
	"But, but, I could feel it!"  She sounded totally confused.  The 
Jusenkyo Guide decided now would be a good time to make an appearance.  
	"Ah Miss, Sir, you have found out the true horror of Jusenkyo." 
He began.  "All curses are cumulative. Curse plus curse no mean cure, 
what kind of strange logic is that?"  He was careful to keep a worried 
look about himself.  He knew a great deal about this particular 
customer, and his martial abilities which he himself would not wish to 
be on the receiving end of his fury.  
	Akane though was by now completely confused.  Cumulative?  Like 
Pantyhose?  But Ranma didn't look any different than her normal cursed 
self.    
	"Cumulative?"  She inquired looking more closely at Ranma. "But 
nothing happened." She stated finally after coming to her conclusion.  
But seeing Ranma's face wasn't so sure.  "Ranma? Nothing happened 
right?"  When she received no response, "Ranma?"
	Let's see when Ranma came out of the spring she was sure that 
she was cured.  But she looked the same as always, what was it that made 
him feel like he was cured?  Akane just thought that over for a few 
minutes before her face burned a bright, cherry red.  It didn't!  Going 
over to comfort Ranma and bringing her into a hug was all she needed to 
confirm her thoughts.  She pulled away from Ranma at that point.  Ranma 
taking that as a sign as her disgust, and with her head held low, 
started to slowly walk away.  Akane grabbed his arm before he could get 
far.
	"Ranma?" She inquired of his silence.
	"How can you stand me? I'm even worse than before.  Heck I was 
better off as before!" He looked as if he was going to pull away, but 
Akane held him firmly.  
	"Ranma!" She used a tone that froze him completely.  "When are 
you going to get it through your idiotic head that I love everything 
about you.  I don't care what kind of curse you have, I'll always love 
you.--
	
	[Aghh!!!!! The pain! I'm actually dealing with love and romance! 
Don't worry I hope it doesn't last long. :Trom] 

	--So you had better get that through that thick skull of yours." 
 These last words were said in said in a sweat loving voice.
	"Are you sure?"  Ranma inquired of her softly.  Hope etched in 
each word.
	"Of course.  Let's go home."  With that Akane pulled Ranma back 
the way they came, sure they might visit Shampoo and Mousse at the 
village but then again, they might not.  It would take a while for Ranma 
to deal with his new cursed form, but with a little help and love from 
Akane, she was sure that he would recover completely.  
	A slight smile played on her face as Akane comforted her 
husband.  If she thought it was incredible before, now it would be 
beyond measure the amount of pleasure they could have together.   The 
pounding of his hard meat along with the soft flesh of his ample bosoms. 
 Oh she was getting horny just thinking about it. Now if only she could 
talk him into it.  It was just a good thing that Ranma always wore 
boxers no matter what form he was in.


OK so it needs a better name.  Give me time to think of one.  
							Trom
"If I went the rest of my life without human companionship, getting to 
know myself better wouldn't be a problem."  Gabrielle from Xena Warrior 
Princess

"Mother is the name of God on the lips of Children." Unknown