This is a repost from a long time back. There have been some
changes made (mostly grammar correction as I wrote the orig. late at night
and didn't do enough editing.). Parts 1-3 have been released before, part
4 only to a few people.
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You know, when we join [both] hands | Nall (nall@goldengate.net)
it's selfish to think of God. |
But, he should explain to me |
at least the reason for this misery. | - "Hinageshi" (Red Poppy)
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Ranma 1/2 Fanfic - Lemon (Warning inherent)
Verson 1.3
****** WARNING ******
This story contains major sexually explicit material that should
not be viewed bye children under the age of consent (18 in the US). It
should additionally not be viewed by the elderly, people with heart
conditions and/or pace makers (kind of pompous, don't you think?). Anyways,
basically I'm saying if you're easily offended or would have any reason to
flame me after reading this *DON'T READ IT* <duh>
Standard disclaimer: The characters in this fanfic are owned, body and soul
by Rumiko Takahashi (sorry if I butchered your name,
Rumi) the creator of that amazing series we all came
to know and love as Ranma 1/2. Etc. etc.
You have good fangs for a horse
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It was a hard saturday shift at Nekohaten and Shampoo was tired.
Finally, at 8 pm when the restaurant finally closed the chinese girl sighed,
"Why won't Ranma come by?" she said aloud.
<Why?> She asked herself. She sat in a booth as she rested for the
first time in hours. She was tired and a little depressed, she realized,
something was needed to relieve her of her stresses.
Looking around, the place was completely empty. Grandmother had
gone to a local merchants meeting tonight and wouldn't be back until late,
Mousse had disappeared, probably out causing trouble for Ranma <I'll have to
beat him for that> she thought. The work wouldn't have been tough had it
not been for their absence. As it was, she still had an hour or two of
cleanup to do before she slept. Again, she sighed audibly.
An hour and a half later Shampoo lie on her futon. She was very
weary from the work but at the same time she knew she could not sleep.
Her thoughts turned to Ranma. Oh, how great he was! He was so strong and
handsome-her future husband. Wouldn't it be great to have him here right
now on her futon? All the girl wanted in the world was to express her love
for him.
<That's all I want> she thought to herself.
<that's what I want> her mind repeated. Shampoo's mind began to wander.
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She would see him sitting up at the head of her futon, looking
anxious. In the doorway she would appear, her hair flowing down her naked
back, her breasts pressing against the fabric of her Langerie. Her beloved
husband would look at her and gasp. Shampoo would say nothing as she slowly
walks towards the bed and her dream lover stares and gawks incredulously.
"Silly Ranma," she would giggle. As she sat down she would put her hands
on his shoulder and slowly pull her hands down to undo his shirt. Soon
he was bare chested and she was carressing his bare skin. He was still
staring, incredulous. She giggled again as she removed her lacy top,
leaving her clad in only panties.
Ranma's eyes bulged at the sight. Shampoo slowly reached down and
grabbed his hand. She placed it on her left breast. He looked at his
hand and looked at her. His eyes moved down to his hand once more, then
reverted to Shampoo's face and focused on her eyes.
"Shampoo, I love you." he whispered. Shampoo smiled and placed her mouth
to his ear, "Wo ai ne." She said.
Ranma heard this and his attitude changed, the decloration of love
freeing his inhibitions as she knew it would. He begins to move his hand on
her breast. He would gently squeeze and rub. His head moved in and placed
it in between her breasts, feeling close to her as he rubbed some more.
Shampoo's nipple began to harden from the stimulation. She felt the center
of her breasts harden and she moaned audibly.
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Back in Nekohaten Shampoo had moved her hand to her breast and was
becoming very aroused. Suddenly she realized what she was doing. She
looked down at her busom and immediately a feeling of aprehension took over
her. It subsided a moment later as another feeling, seemingly more
powerful told her to continue. As her hand began to caress her breast
she said to herself "Shampoo should stop....but...."
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Ranma, leaving his early inaction behind began licking Shampoo in
earnest. Shampoo felt his tongue go very gently over her erect nipple. She
felt herself shudder with the slow motion, making her shiver. As Ranma
worked on her breast with his tongue, his hands were moving down to another
location.
Shampoo felt his hands touch her panties as she gasped from his
tongue. He began to slowly rub his hands slowly up and down between her
legs over the panties. Shampoo shied away from the contact for a moment as
she realized for the first time that she was soaking her panties. Ranma,
feeling this area, looked up for a moment and looked into her eyes,
smiling serenly.
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Shampoo other hand had by now made it's way down to her panties.
She was slowly rubbing, feeling her slight bulge in the front. Her palm
moved slowly back and forth across her front. This made her feel great.
She realized though, that she would need more. Putting her hand inside the
top of her panties she put her hand down into her sex. Slowly, she began
to rub again.
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Ranma had shifted his attention away from Shampoo's breasts and was
now positioned so that he was directly in front of her pubic mound. He was
rubbing somewhat rufly now, feeling the heat from the chinese girl rise.
Shampoo wriggled in place and let him play with her. Knowing that he was
teasing her, he laughed, grabbing the elastic of her soaked panties and
pulled it down and off her legs. Shampoo gasped a little as her sex became
exposed to the air. As soon as he had pulled the panties off he threw the
garment to the floor and immediately moved himself into position.
Taking a finger he traced her slit. Starting from the very top he
moved his finger down, lubricated even there, all the way down to her
opening. He smiled at her again. "Now I'll show you how much I love you,
Shampoo!" he said. Ramma brought his head in. As soon as he was there
Shampoo could once again feel his tongue. This time it made it's way across
a much more sensitive area and Shampoo once again gasped, "Wode Airen!"
Ranma didn't rise this time, instead he continued to lick. After
a little while of this he brought his hands in. Slowly, he pulled the
young chinese girl's virgin folds apart. Shampoo gasped once again as he
pushed his tongue deep inside her.
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Shampoo had her finger inside herself, her hand slowly pushing and
pulling on her sex as well as her finger. Her body was completely a slave,
concentrating on nothing but what it needed most.
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Shampoo could not believe how good this felt. She pushed down on
his face hard, her legs squeezed his head. She felt the pressure build
exponentially in her sex as his tongue lashed her again and again. Ranma's
hands had now moved up to a spot barely above his eyes. Shampoo felt his
fingers touch her newly emerged button and her head nearly overloaded from
the pleasure. He continued to caress and feel the spot, his thumb rubbing
up and down slowly.
She was about ready to explode, her sex was crying out to her for
release, the pleasure from both her opening and her clitoris pounding like
a jack hammer in rhythum. Her heart and body beat in time as she felt the
inevitable approaching.
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The chinese girl screamed aloud as she rammed her finger in and out
of her vagina. She felt both pain and pleasure as her other hand pinched
her exposed clit hard. Her body shook in convultions as she felt the juice
flow from her body, soaking her futon and her hand.
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Ranma looked up at her and grinned, his chin wet from her juice.
Shampoo smiled back at him, her darling husband. He moved over and lie next
to her. "Thank you, airen." she whispered to him. He said nothing as he
cuddled next to her and put his head on her chest. Shampoo smiled at him,
and closed her eyes.
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Even hours later Shampoo sat awake. If only Ranma could give her
the experience she just had! She knew that he could do it, she wanted so
much to lose her virginity to him. She knew also that he was the one she
wanted to do it with. The girl thought about what she wanted and tried to
think of what she could do about it.
She had come close once, with a potion that would cause him to hug
the person closest to him whenever a specific sound occurred. She frowned,
that one had backfired, Shampoo had sneased during the incantation needed
and the spell had sent him into the arms of Akane every time she sneased
(Akane had a cold at the time). That one had almost worked.
She thought about it for a time. <If I did it again, and this time
I didn't mess up...hmmm...> As she thought about it she realized there was
a more direct way to gain what she desired than to have him hug her. <No,
if I could get him to do something more than hug...> Shampoo closed her
eyes; a wicked smile cross her face. She went downstairs to cook.
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Sunday in Nekohaten was relatively mild. Cologne had returned the
night before to find her granddaughter up stirring a cauldron full of spices
and other stuff. "Goodnight, Shampoo." was all that she had said. Shampoo
had hardly even noticed, to intend on making the ingredients just right.
And right she had mixed them, and now her potion was finished. Soon
she would have Ranma all to herself. <It's perfect,> she thought, <If I
can get Ranma to do *THAT* he'll be forced to marry me> and the evil smile
came across her face once again as she absent-mindedly served the tables.
Ranma almost always came in on Sundays. After Ukyou, he would
always come over to her restaurant to get a free bowl of Ramen. Back in the
kitchen she had her special ramen kept hot, two bowls at ready.
The flashback to her plan was interupted by a shout from behind
Shampoo. The shout was immediately followed by a loud, distinctive quack.
She turned around to see a duck on the floor, next to it several pitchers of
now empty iced tea. "Mousse no baka." she said.
The day was late and Shampoo was depressed. Her darling Ranma had
not stopped by and by now it looked like he wouldn't. Cologne had left
again, this time on an errand and wouldn't be back any time soon. Shampoo
sat with a frown at one of her tables, there would be no more customers
tonight.
"Uh, excuse me, could you tell me the way to the Tendo Dojo?" came a voice
from the front door. Well, perhaps one more.
"Ryouga-san! What happen to you?" Shampoo jumped up. Ryouga was in less
than perfect condition. His shirt was torn, his hair messed. He looked
like he had recently been in a fight.
"Ummm, I'm not sure...ever seen the movie tron?" he replied.
"No, Shampoo no seen that one." she said, her mind elsewhere.
How she had wanted Ranma to show up. Down between her legs she
could still feel the slight heat being generated by the idea. If only he
would have made it here! Now stupid Ryouga showed up in his place. Shampoo
let out a sigh. It's not that she disliked Ryouga, she did like him. In
fact, she appreciated many of the things he did to try to break Ranma and
Akane up. It was just that...well...he wasn't who she wanted to see right
now.
She glanced at Ryouga.
"Ryouga hungry?" she asked him sweetly, trying to hide her depression.
"Famished." he said back.
"Mousse!" yelled Shampoo.
"Yes, my blue haired goddess?!" Mousse was there in half a second.
"Get Ryouga-san Ramen!" she barked.
"A-Anything you say my precious Shampoo!" Mousse stuttered as he scuffled
off to the kitchen.
In the kitchen Mousse went to the stove where a small pot of Ramen
was being heated. Without skipping a beat he scooped up some and
immediately returned to his beloved Shampoo.
"Here's your ramen, Ryouga." he said as he set the Ramen down on the table.
Mousse saw as the blurry figure in front of him reached above his
eyes, grabbed his glasses, and pulled them down over his eyes. Mousse
blinked at the purple-haired figure in front of him.
"Mousse no baka!" Shampoo shouted as a Mousse shaped hole appeared in the
ceiling.
Ryouga ignored the excessive violence as he quickly ate his ramen.
Soon he was done and he looked up at Shampoo.
"Ramen good, Ryouga?" she asked.
"Very good Shampoo, thank you." Ryouga replied. "It's just what I need for
energy so I can find that cad Ranma and beat the hell out of him."
Shampoo scowled.
"You no hurt Ranma!" she said angrily, looking as though she might jump at
him.
Ryouga saw that he had went too far.
"I'm sorry," he said and looked at the scowling girl. She was pretty cute
when she was angry. *VERY* cute, as a matter of fact. He felt a twitch
from somewhere near his belt.
"Good, no one hurt airen." she said back.
Ryouga found that he couldn't keep his eyes off of Shampoo. He
looked straight at her chest, her perky breasts were prominent against the
fabric. This time he felt a painful pressure in his pants. He suddenly
realized what he was thinking. <What am I doing?!> he thought to himself
<It's Akane that I love!>
Shampoo saw Ryouga's inner conflict and immediately became
concerned. Something bothered her, for some reason she feared she knew why
he was acting the way he was.
Ryouga's inner resolve was breaking down. The more he looked at
Shampoo the more he knew that he needed her. He felt incredibly lusty.
The truth hit Shampoo like a freight train. The ramen! That stupid
Mousse had taken the ramen from the pot that was for Ranma! Ryouga was now
taking the place of Ranma...he was going to take the role.
Ryouga suddenly burst across the table, taking both Shampoo's arms
and pulling them to her sides. Shampoo was terrified. She knew what he
meant to do but as she looked at his strong arms, much like Ranma's she
could not find it in her heart to resist him.
Rape her? That wasn't right, she realized. Mousse had messed up
and brought the wrong Ramen but Shampoo had been the one intending to do
this...just not with Ryouga.
<Ryouga...> she thought.
Ryouga was by now exploding with the sexual energy burning within
him. He needed it, he needed it now. Getting atop Shampoo, grabbing at
her breasts through the fabric, she resisted some but he couldn't stop now.
He pulled the collar open and opened the rest of the top so that it
laid her chest bare. This made him stop. She wasn't wearing a bra.
Shampoo was a little frightened when he opened her chest to him.
Again, she couldn't find it in her heart to resist him. She knew she
probably shouldn't, but this was technically her fault and now with him
fondling her breasts she was becoming less adverse to what was happening,
in fact she began to enjoy it. Her body had been ready to do this all day
long. *IT* didn't care who this man was.
Ryouga reached down and pulled on the chinese girl's dress again.
This time he put his hands in so that he could reach her panties and he
immediately ripped them off. Pulling up the fabric so he could see her
clearly he caught a glimpse of her pussy and immediately knew he needed a
taste.
Shampoo gasped as he touched her cleft with his toungue. It felt so
good. She would work ten times as hard by herself to feel this good. This
is the feeling she dreamed Ranma would give to her. She squirmed as his
tongue licked up and down her slit.
Ryouga was totally mindless by know. Licking and panting, like an
animal only lust remained in his mind. After only a short period he grabbed
Shampoo and picked her up, then he turned her around and forced her on her
knees and kneeled behind her.
Shampoo's heart beat faster as he came behind her. She had been
readying herself for Ranma all day. She had been expecting this moment and
she knew she wanted it regardless of the fact that it wasn't her beloved
husband. She needed it now, she didn't care who it was. Her ass jerked
into the air as she readied herself.
Ryouga moved his hips into position behind her and undid his pants.
By now his cock was painfully pressing against the hem of his pants. He
released it from its restrictions and wasted no time at placing at her
entrance.
Grabbing her hips, with a savage lunge Ryouga thrust himself
into the tight virginal folds. The chinese girl cried out in pain, blood
trickling down her leg from her broken hymen. Ryouga quickly pulled out for
a moment and then thrust in again, impaling her further this time. Shampoo
yelped again as he tore into her, her folds parting once more.
Ryouga was a madman, pushing his pole far inside the girl and then
quickly pull back only to thrust in again; pulling her with him all the way.
He felt his balls slap her as he thrust and as he saw his glistening wet
member come out of her hole every time he withdrew.
Shampoo whimpered as he rode her. She jerked back and forth as
his iorn hard sword went back and forth inside her. She felt his pole
stretch the walls of her vagina wider as he thrust, and felt them contract
on him member, not letting it go as he pulled out of her. She grimaced
slightly as he hit her cirvix on one thrust, but the small discomfort was
far outweighed by the immence pleasure it was bringing her. She could do
nothing, nothing but let herself in to him. Her back arched as she felt the
rhythm inside her build, almost there....
Ryouga felt his energy almost ready to release. He thrust harder,
grabbing Shampoo's ass and pulling and pushing hard on it as he felt the
chinese girl's cunt pulling on his member, not letting it go for anything.
Finally he knew he could hold no longer and let the eager vagina have what
it wanted.
Shampoo felt the hot fluid gush into her hole. It was all the more
she needed and she herself exploded. She felt her fluid join with his as
she shuddered in pleasure. The girl Shook under him but he wasn't done
cumming, he continued to thrust harder and harder into her. Finally he was
done and collapsed on top of her, his cock still buried inside Shampoo.
Shampoo was as exhausted as he was, she too fell asleep on the floor
of Nekohaten.
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Author's Notes
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Well, this is my first fanfic and it's a lemon. :) Anyways, this
fanfic was thought up in about an hour with the help of a friend of mine.
It was written in about 3 hours and edited for about an additional 1.
Now the big question: Does writing this fanfic make me a hentai?
I don't know. I do know that I enjoy writing and I did enjoy writing this
fanfic. If that makes me a pervert, fine. I can live with it H_H.
Is this destined to become a series? Probably not but If I get
good responses I may continue writing fanfics. If not, I won't. This does
_NOT_ include flames. Flames will be simply deleted and ignored.
Some may ask why I chose Shampoo and Ryouga for a pair. Well to
tell you the truth I didn't have a particular reason. I simply wanted a
couple that didn't normally appear in lemons. I've seen to many of the
Ranma/Akane, Ranma-chan/Akane, Shampoo/Mousse, Nabiki/Kuno, Kasumi/Tofu,
Ukyou/Ryouga combinations and I wanted to try something else. I have to
admit the aphrodesiac idea that Shampoo whipped up wasn't that origonal but
I couldn't think of any other really good way to get these two together.
Should I continue writing like this? You tell me. I'm a new author
and as such need input so that I can improve. Thanx a million to all of
those that respond. C-ya!
2/20/97
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* Nall - nall@goldengate.net *
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