LEMON CAUTION: This fic is rated 'lemon' as adult situations (e.g. sex)
play an integral part to the plot.

This is a one off story in three parts based loosely on the 'mirror
twin(s)' in manga 35. As I currently have mangas 1-12, 22 & 35 only (most
of those being in Japanese ^_^) I've kept the plot relatively simple - I
have fairly little idea of what is going on in the other mangas and may
have totally miss-represented characters as a result of this -_-.  This is
set at the start of the stay of both mirror twins at the Tendo Dojo.

I should also warn you that I'm using that most dreaded Ranma lemon plot
device - (magic / pressure point / hypnotism) induced (love / lust).

(1/3) Once, Twice, Three times a loser.

  Shampoo was more than a little frustrated, but still optimistic.  It
seemed that she had tried every trick in the book* and quite a few that
weren't but she still hadn't persuaded her husband to accompany her back
to China.

  [* - The bumper book of Chinese Amazon Love Potions, Tricks and
Artifacts]

  She rummaged through grandmothers room once more, strictly speaking she
had not received permission but she was sure she had at least tacit
approval.  Truly, the Saotomes and Tendos were not the only ones to use
'anything goes' tactics.

  One box caught her attention this time - it wasn't even locked!  An old
label stated 'Miscellaneous and to be classified', it looked like
grandmother might have taken some work with her to Japan.  Inside was a
collection of powders, vials, dusty relics (some of which appeared to be
on the verge of falling apart) and a tattered scroll.

  'Warning' the scroll stated, 'These items are of unknown potency -
side effects and limitations may exist and some have yet to be classified
at all.  Use with extreme caution!' It was marked with the seal of the
Village Elders.  The remainder of the scroll provided a brief description
of what was known of the box's contents.

  Shampoo sorted through with great speed - putting un-labeled things to
one side when they could not be recognised from descriptions in the
scroll.  She then went though the remainder checking their powers (as far
as they were detailed).  'Ultimate friction reduction potion', 'Hair root
dye', 'Magic fish hook', 'McGuffin' ... it was a long job - but at the end
of it she had several things with 'potential' - it remained only to put
them to use.

  In the Tendo's Ranma was fighting off a bad case of nausea - and just for
once it had nothing to do with Akane's cooking.

  "Who's the sexiest girl in the world then?"
  "No, who's the most handsome man?"
  "Cute!"
  "Manly!"
  "Beauteous!"
  "Virile" (the last said in a sexy purr)

  Ranma had had enough, _obviously_ they were both right.  The man was a
compact powerhouse of strength in a well formed body.  The girl was spunky,
stacked and full of energy.  He had to agree, because in one sense (the
physical), they both _were_ him.  However their cloying sweetness (and
disturbing resemblance to his forms) was putting him in danger of losing
his breakfast - NOTHING should be able to do that to one of Kasumi's meals.

  "You two don't want to hang about here in the house - why don't you go
out and enjoy" (slight twitch here) "each other's company somewhere else."
Ranma said. "I'll give you some money for a meal." He concluded (wondering
just when he was going to be able to keep some of his cash).

  "Sure!" Male-Ranma-Mirror-Clone said.
  "Good idea" Female-Ranma-Mirror-Clone.

  Shampoo stalked the rooftops and fenceways of Nerima.  _This_ time she
was going to catch Ranma off-guard and away from the usual obstacles.
Axles and chain carefully greased for maximum stealth her bike circled her
chosen territory like a hawk searching for it's prey.

  Down on the streets the mirror twins had reverted to their former
behaviour.  Sure, they had already found the perfect target for their
affections - but it wouldn't hurt to make sure, especially with so many
tempting opportunities.

  Shampoo watched in some confusion, Ranma was jumping from man to man, her
passage followed by shouts of shock, surprise (and not a few pleas to
return).  What had got into her airen? Shampoo wondered.  Probably, she
thought as she landed neatly on Ranma's head, another one of those stupid
bets.

  [Note - from here on descriptions are given from Shampoo's perspective]

  "Wo ai ni" Shampoo declared as her beloved airen returned to
consciousness.

  "What? Who are you? Where am I?" her airen said, her eyes taking in the
obvious - large bath, shower, buckets of cold water, soap etc.  "What am I
doing in your bathroom?!"

  Shampoo was worried - the scroll hadn't warned about amnesia, although
it had (she belatedly considered) said that the items were not fully
known.  "Shampoo save airen from nasty crash.  Feel better soon. Shampoo
get hot bath ready - good for injuries."  Shampoo knew that the water that
first ran from the hot tap would be barely lukewarm.  It would start to warm
up as the water that had been standing in the pipes ran down the drain.

  "Ah, thank you, I suppose.  I think I might prefer a cold bath, I'm
feeling rather hot." Shampoo's airen took off her Chinese cap and wiped
away the sweat forming on her forehead - in the process brushing over the
complex character drawn onto her skin.

  Shampoo held her breath - but the writing did not smudge.  The text had
said the effect would last as long as the specially prepared ink remained
in the character chosen.  It had _not_ said how the ink could be removed.
"Nonsense, quick hot bath just what you need.  You too hot? Shampoo help."

  "Hey! What do think you are doing?" Airen protested as Shampoo deftly
undid the fastenings of her Chinese shirt.

  "You can't bathe in clothes - is silly." Shampoo explained.

  "You're right," Airen agreed, slipping out of the shirt and loosening
the belt of her trousers, "They were starting to feel a little restrictive
anyway." She concluded - a flush coming to her face.

  "Wo ai ni." Shampoo repeated as she wrapped herself firmly around her
husband, reaching for airen's bra fasteners.

  "Oi! Pervert! We're both girls, what do you think you're doing?"

  "Oh, airen - you not like Shampoo?" She asked, slowly stripping for her
beloved (who was currently sitting in the corner of the ceiling).  "Is not
good?" Shampoo asked displaying her naked body for inspection.

  Shampoo's beloved looked down, clad only in a lacy pair of panties
borrowed from Nabiki.  Her view took in Shampoo's long black hair -
flicked back over her shoulders, the large breasts - curved in all the
right ways and kept going down over her body. "It's not right - two women
shouldn't think of each other like that!" She protested, although her
breath had caught in her throat as she spoke.

  "Not to be worrying, water soon hot, have good time with male airen."
Shampoo explained - on cue the tap behind her ran dry, only steam and a
trace of water showing where the flow had been.

  [Several hours earlier in a nearby street - "Damn it Ranma, this is all
your fault" *CRASH* *SPLOOOSH* "Bweeee!"]

  "Shampoo get water heated in kitchen." She explained. "You not go!"
But the look airen had given to Shampoo in response said all too clearly
she couldn't rely on this.  Shampoo's current captive was having trouble
staying on the ceiling, her face flushed red - her nipples erect and her
eyes darting between Shampoo and the exit.  The character drawn on her
forehead glistened brightly - possibly from the sweat covering it.

  Bother it! Shampoo thought, Why couldn't the effect be a little more
specific?  Airen looks like she'd go for the first man she sees - and why
did it have to affect her taste in gender?

  "Come down airen, Shampoo not hurt you.  Have nice cold bath just like
you wanted to cool you down." She tempted.

  She looked torn, her hair gradually becoming bedraggled with sweat as
the charm heated her up in more than one way.  "You're not trying to trick
me are you?" she asked as she dropped to the floor.

   "Of course not, Shampoo never hurt airen.  You not have to do anything
you not want to." Shampoo soothed - of course, she thought to herself, I
think you will want to do _plenty_.

  Shampoo watched avidly as her beloved slipped out of her panties, I
wonder just when Ranma stopped wearing boxers in his female form? she
thought.  The area revealed was moist with more than sweat - on seeing
where Shampoo was looking airen had blushed deeply, but not concealed
herself.  "That's better, Shampoo and airen just two girls washing
together - nothing unusual at all." Shampoo reassured her husband.

  "Why do you call me airen all the time?"

  "Shampoo explain later - now brace yourself!" Shampoo commanded as she
dropped a bucket of cold water over her partner's head. (Standing back to
avoid being splashed).

  *Brrr!* airen exclaimed as the water coursed over her naked body leaving
it tingling in shock and refreshed.  The character, again, remained
unaltered.

  "That feel good?" Shampoo asked, as she fitted her body to her beloved's
back sitting on the slightly damp, tiled, floor together.

  "Oh, yes - but I'm a little cold now."

  "Shampoo fix, a nice vigorous soapy wash warm you up soon enough."
Shampoo said - and suited actions to words by roughly pushing a (carefully)
lathered sponge over airen's stomach and sides.  The movements causing
Shampoo's breasts to rub up and down against her bath-partner's back.
"Feels good? Yes?" Shampoo enquired - it certainly felt good for her.

  "Oh yes!" the reply came, as Shampoo's husband leant back and
unconsciously spread her legs a little further apart.

  Shampoo was more gentle when she spread the attention of her sponge to
include her airen's breasts - but she still heard the gasps as the soapy
but slightly rough surface of the sponge brushed across her beloved's
nipples.

  *Ahh* *Oh!* "Are you sure ... that area needs quite so much ...
washing?" airen gasped, several minutes later.

  "You not complain earlier." Shampoo stated, having abandoned the sponge
to work on her airen's breasts with her soapy fingers alone.  "Is
important to keep clean." she stated, as she slightly twisted one tit
while gently circling and brushing the aureole and nipple of the other.
Shampoo had abandoned much of her pretence and was rubbing her crotch
against her husband's backside - wishing she could give herself, or
receive, more direct attention.

  "Still, maybe is time for rinse." Shampoo allowed. (Airen nodded) "After
all, soap not taste very nice." (Airen's eyes widened.)

  Some time later airen complained again. "It's not proper " *gasp*

  "For two girls," *sluurp* "innocently bathing each other." Shampoo
prompted.

  "to have one of them" *Ohh!* "kissing the other's" *Aaah* "breasts."

  Shampoo shrugged an apology - her mouth currently otherwise engaged.

  "And it is _definitely_ not right ... for one of those girls ... to run
their hand over the other's crotch ... and slip a finger between her ...
lips." Airen gasped.

  "Shampoo not do that!" She said in confusion, " ... Oh! Shampoo get
hint."

  *OOooh!* was all the response she received.

  A little later, neither was saying anything - possibly because their
tongues were locked together in a passionate kiss.  Just as airen's legs
were wrapped around Shampoo's as they stood together, thrusting and
rubbing their bodies against each other.  Their intermittent muffled moans
punctuated by the wet, slapping sounds as their cunt lips met, and parted,
sometimes with threads of sticky liquid connecting them.

  Pausing to catch her breath for a moment, Shampoo managed. "You know I
rather wanted my first time to be with my husband's male form." (Shampoo's
beloved:- *Blink* *Blink*) "But this has been fun, although we're getting
a little messy down there." She continued - pulling her right hand back up
to demonstrate what she meant.

  "A bath would be nice, but I certainly don't want to stop yet." Airen
responded in the moment of, relative, calm - keeping her fingers lazily
moving in and out of her new friend's cunt.

  "Do you know how cats clean themselves?" Shampoo asked with a smile.
(A portion of her subconscious sat-up and started paying attention when
airen failed to flinch at the 'C' word).  Just in case she didn't Shampoo
slowly licked the fingers of her right hand clean - while her left hand
increased the urgency of it's task.

  "Oh!" (with a blush) "You don't mean ..."

  Shampoo showed clearly exactly what she _did_ mean by kneeling down and
taking one, long, lick up from one end of her love's labia to the other.

  "Oooh! ... You _do_ mean ..." but the time for further words had passed.

  The combined effect of the charm and the greater activity from seducer
to seduced brought Shampoo's husband to the 'moment of cloud and rain*'
first - and airen had no hesitation in returning the favour in kind.  As
Shampoo came with a lover for the first time she, regretfully, hit the
sleep spot on her beloved's un-guarded body.

  [* - This euphemism comes to you courtesy of a work of fiction whose
title I still can't remember.]

  "Wo ai ni," She repeated, "but I've _got_ to get you some hot water and
I don't want you wandering off anywhere!"

  Shampoo took one of the buckets of water downstairs and turned on the
gas cooker - ready for the kettle.  As the water started to heat up she
heard the front door open and said (forgetting for the moment her state of
undress) "Cat Cafe closed - Customer to come back later ..."

  "Hot lady!" Came the cry, as she was glomped from behind.

  "Hey!" Shampoo said, peeling off her assailant and turning round, "That
for airen only!!" (Double take) "AIREN!?"

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Rambling post story notes.
--------------------------

*Ahem* I've taken a few liberties with water - as far as I can tell it
takes a fairly substantial amount of water (at least a cup of water
against the skin) to trigger changes.  The change is also not instant,
so I figure Shampoo can get a sponge soapy with a little water and use it
without triggering 'cat time'.  If it bothers you too much I'll just add
water-repellent soap.

If it bothers you that Shampoo hadn't found out the cold water had been
cut off before the hot water tank emptied then a) She might have forgotten
or b) There might have been a washing machine running drawing hot water.
Besides it's a well known fact that (cold / hot) water is always (on hand
/ unobtainable) when most convenient for the plot ;-P

I deliberately referred to 'airen', 'husband' etc as I didn't want to keep
pushing the readers nose in to a certain fact.  I know who Shampoo was
having fun with, the readers should certainly know (if they paid any
attention at all!) but _Shampoo_ doesn't know (although she should have
some sneaky disquieting suspicions).

Last but, not least, I hope you like the (slight) cliff-hanger.
If it's any consolation you don't have long to wait for the next section.

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