Lemonade Punch#5: My Bright-Eyed Girl
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Started: 7/4/96
Last Update: 3/1/97
"Hurry!", said Akane as she pulled Ranko along. "We still
have a little time. We just might make it-"
*<BRRRIIINNNGGGG!!!!>*
"Che!", Akane muttered as Miss Hinako blocked the door. This
was the tall and buxom Miss Hinako... with her memory erased of the
Passion Dust, Hinako fell back on the ki cure she had sought before
finding out about the Dusts ki raising abilities. She had ordered
and received a pair of Battle Fish which emitted constant battle
auras from their hostile nature. This could be sucked up by her
through the round, metal opening at the top of the fishbowl. It was
a more bothersome process than Dust, but it was functional... and
besides, Miss Hinako didn't remember the Dust, right?
"Open to Chapter 12 and begin the exercise.", Hinako called
back into the classroom before closing the door and facing the two
girls. When she saw Ranko a questioning look crossed her face, but
it was quickly replaced by a crossed one. "Tsk, tsk, tsk... Late
*again*, Miss Tendo... Saotome?"
"Oh, no, Hinako-sensi! This isn't Ranma! This is-"
"Oh!", Hinako said, cutting Akane off, "I know this game!
You're the 'Exchange Student'... coming to get extra help from the
Teacher after school (wink, wink). Of course I'll have to punish
the two of you first..." Hinako smiled as she got lost in thought.
"Ahem- anyway... I expect to see you both after school!" Then the
buxom brunette bent over to whisper in Ranko's ear.
"Cute dress. I'm glad you've finally came around. Trust me,
you'll have the time of your life... I'll personally make sure to
that." Ranko jumped slightly when Miss Hinako tongued her ear and
grasped her bottom firmly. Akane stared, not knowing what to do.
<Lord! She was supposed to forget! Everything seemed fine-
What's going on? If Ranma was here....> Akane silently prayed that
Ranma wouldn't hear about this. He wouldn't take the failure of
Dr. Tofu's "Cure" very well.
Yasha reminded herself to make note of this one. This
teacher woman was a kindred spirit...
-=-=-
When Ranma busted in later, towards the end of class, Miss
Hinako's jaw dropped as she looked from Ranko to Ranma, repeatedly.
Before anyone could explain, the bell rang and the trio rushed off
to their next class. Thankfully, the rest of the school day had
remained dull. No purple-haired ramen-bearing waitresses, no black
leotarded psychos, and no giant-spatula welding okonomiyaki cooks
this day. Ranma was pleasantly surprised and slightly disappointed,
he kinda wished to show Ranko how tortured he was.
Why not, then? They had nothing much else to do and they
could easily get a free meal out of it! He proposed the idea to
Akane.
"No way! I haven't seen Shampoo in over a month (somewhere
some god is smiling upon me) and I'd like to keep it that way! I
mean, you know what she's going to do if you show up! Besides, she
will probably relapse and try to murder Ranko to restore her amazon
honor by completing her Kiss of Death. Why do you want her to glomp
all over you?"
"I never said I wanted that! I just wanted to show Ranko
around and let her try out the best Ramen joint I know!"
"We've got the world's best cook at home and you need to go
out for her to eat?" The couple's voices increased in volume as
Ranko looked from one to the other.
"Kasumi's busy with housework! Okay... fine, what about
U-chan's?"
"I wish you wouldn't call her that."
"Why? She's a friend!"
"I just don't like it okay?"
"What? You want your own nickname? How about Cupcake? Or
Honey? A-chan? M' Love? Cutie pie! My little-"
"RANMA SHUT UP!"
Ranko sneezed slightly to get their attention.
"Excuse me.", she apologized sweetly.
"Oh- er- sorry... forgot you were there... Com'on Akane! I
promise that U-ch- ... -*Ukyou* will be on her best behavior. Ranko
has barely seen anything in this town!" Akane bit her lip and
considered it. She looked from Ranko to Ranma's pleading face and
finally said "yes"... after all, what was the worst that could
happen?
-=-=-
Ukyou was rearranging supplies when she heard the door chime.
She ran out to see Ranma coming through the door. Barely containing
her excitement she hopped over to embraced him... Akane ground her
teeth.
"Rannnmaaa...", she said under her breath.
"Heh heh! Sorry.", Ranma smiled meekly as be untangled
himself from Ukyou, "U-chan, you think you have seats for the three
of us?"
"Three?", Ukyou said, puzzled.
"Hello!", said Ranko as she stepped out from behind Ranma.
"..."
"U-chan, meet my cousin Ranko. Ranko, meet Ukyou Kuonji...
the worlds greatest okonomiyaki chef and restaurant owner!" Ukyou
blushed and slapped Ranma playfully (painfully?) as she modestly
denied the compliment.
"Nice to meet you, Ukyou!"
"Same here. Shall we sit?" Ukyou showed them to a booth,
"Lemme whip up a batch of my chef specialties and I'll be back!"
"Sure, thanks U-chan- YEOW!!", cried Ranma as Akane mashed
his foot. Ranma slid into the booth first. Akane was about to sit
next to him but Ranko slipped in before her. Akane shrugged and sat
across from Ranma. When Ukyou came back she served the oknomiyaki
with a smile, but frowned inside to see the seats across and next
to Ranma occupied. <Hmm... It would probably be easier to move
Ranko than that stubborn Akane... but I don't want to make a bad
impression. Ranma's obviously fond of her... Oh well->
"Oops! I forgot the napkins... and I just sat down!", Ukyou
whined, "Akane, would you be a dear and get some-" *<Zing!>*
*<Zing!>* Ukyou balked.
"I've got it!"
<Mmm... this one is more than meets the eye... but then, who
does Ranma know, that isn't?> Ukyou took her seat next to Akane
without any further grumble.
"So you're a friend of Ranma's?"
"We're cousin's actually... sort of... not really...-"
As their story unfolded before Ukyou, she had to bite her
tongue to keep from mentioning that Ranko looked exactly like Ranma,
girl-type. Ukyou was sharp enough to realize that Ranko probably
didn't know about Ranma's curse... and if he hadn't told her yet, he
must of had good reason.
After eating, the four sat and talked after Ukyou brought
tea. Everyone listened intently as Ukyou told a story from her
years at an all boys school. Ranma found the story so interesting,
he didn't notice that Ranko had gently taken his hand into hers and
rested it in his lap. When he did, though, he had trouble not
screaming in panic. As each moment passed, Ranma grew more and more
nervous about her holding his hand until he decided to get it free.
Faking a cough, with the plan of covering it with his fist,
failed when his hand wouldn't budge from that "gentle" grip... it
was a lot more like a vise! And unfortunately, his fake cough kept
going... right into Akane's face. She took it rather well, deciding
to damage Ranma later, but not in front of Ranko.
Lucky, Ranma was able to free his hand... but Ranko's hand
didn't leave his lap. Instead, she moved it to his upper thigh and
rested it there. Ranma tried his best to focus on Ukyou's story
but it was hard when Ranko began to rub her hand along his thigh.
When the punch-line to Ukyou's story came, everyone laughed, except
Ranma who followed a split second later, laughing a bit too loud.
Ukyou's story reminded Akane of one of her own experiences
and she began her tale. Meanwhile, Ranko had moved her handiwork to
Ranma's crotch, gripping his inevitable hard-on through his pants.
Ranma couldn't figure out what he found so exciting... sure what she
was doing felt good, but the prospect of facing death from two of
his fiancees was hardly an erotic one.
Yasha set her mind to multi-tasking, one part actively
listening and participating in Akane's story, another torturing poor
Ranma, and a final part meant to examine Ukyou. Ukyou noticed that
Ranko was staring at her strangely. She looked... hungry. At first
Ukyou tried to avoid the stare but eventually she caught and held
Ranko's gaze. Ukyou began to feel hot and... she couldn't describe
the other sensation. It felt vaguely familiar... as if she had felt
this before but forgotten. Ukyou crossed her legs and began to
shift uncomfortably.
Akane, was totally lost in her story, Ranko spurring her on
by laughing at all the right times and asking questions that led to
all the farthest tangents. Ranma, however, was lost in pleasure and
pain. The mental anguish between morals and the sensual was driving
him mad. Ranko's delicate and agile fingers had slipped into his
trousers and were working him good.
The fact that his pure, sweet, cousin Ranko was giving him a
hand job, the fact that they were doing this across from Ukyou and
Akane without them knowing, but knowing they could find out at any
minute, and his desperate lack of sex all turned his excitement
level to the max. And it wasn't just the situation... Ranko was
giving an expert job, never allowing him release by always keeping
him on the edge, with slow even strokes... incorporating every
finger to apply pressure and friction at exactly the right moments.
Ranma didn't stand a chance.
Barely maintaining his composure, Ranma came in his pants...
Ranko took his seed and spread it on his still stiff member then
squeezed his balls affectionately. To cover his orgasm, Ranma tried
coughing sporadically. He had to end this.
"Sorry Akane, I need to go to the bathroom, *NOW*! ... Ranko
you're coming with me."
"What...?"
"Er, I need to go too.", Ukyou apologized with a strained
voice. Ranma and Ukyou both seemed very tense. <They must really
need to go, BAD> Moving quickly to avoid questions and detection of
his hardened state, Ranma dragged Ranko into the mens room while
Ukyou rushed into the ladies room.
Akane fidgeted alone when she realized she had no one to
talk to... <What did I say?>
-=-=-
First thing Ranma did was lock the door.
"W-wha-what- What- WHAT WERE YOU *THINKING*!!!?!?!!!"
"Ranma, I know you love Akane... I understand that... but
you're all I have left. I just can't let go!"
"You don't have to let go! Just don't be holding me *that*
way!!!"
"I- I- wanted to-... Oh I've made a fool of myself again!"
Ranko began to weep bitterly. "Forgive me! I forced myself upon
you!"
"Hey, hey! Come on Ranko... please stop, will ya? Just
don't do it again, okay? You've gotta respect my love for Akane."
"Yes Cousin..." Ranko hugged him and wiped her face on his
chest. She wrapped her hands about his waist and held him close.
-=-=-
Ukyou rushed into the ladies' washroom and ran to a sink.
She splashed some cold water on her face and looked into the mirror
while resting her arms on the sink. Despite the water, Ukyou still
felt incredibly hot, the water just made her feel damp and even more
uncomfortable. She felt slightly dizzy and each breath she took
seemed to go from her nose directly up to the top of her head.
She couldn't understand the fire and desire within herself.
Ukyou actually feared that she was going to die for a moment. To
steady herself, she entered a stall, put down the seat cover, and
sat down burying her face in her hands. Ukyou had some desperate
need she didn't know how to fulfill, as if she needed to stretch but
was too cramped to do so. She felt like bucking and gyrating
against the air. Ukyou wiped her sweaty palms along the
sides of her skin-tight pants. A slight shiver ran through her
when she did it so she tried again. The same tingle came to her.
Ukyou stroked her thigh again, this time on the inside. The
sensation was marvelous. She lightly dragged her fingers along the
inside of her legs to their junction... were the pleasure was
intensified. Ukyou wondered why she had never tickled herself there
before. A bead of sweat dropped from her nose and Ukyou realized
that she was really getting hot, so she opened and removed her heavy
top, leaving herself in only a loose under-shirt and braless.
The pace and pressure of her tickling had now quickly changed
into a more frantic rubbing concentrated between her legs. Ukyou
was moaning now, the erotic sounds escaped from her throat without
her realizing it. She was hunched over and sliding her hand along
her sensitive slit through the thin material of her pants. Her
breasts bounced uncontrollably with each motion, her shirt was
slipping off her shoulders so a tit bounced freely out of the top of
her top. But she didn't notice in her state of euphoria.
All Ukyou knew was that she was hot and sticky. Her pants
were beginning to become uncomfortably damp, sticking to her legs,
and trapping her high body temperature, so Ukyou peeled them of her
slender body kicking her legs in the air. The smooth skin of her
long legs seemed to breath a sigh of relief from being released.
Ukyou still wanted to rub herself, and was surprised at how damp she
was... she didn't know she could sweat so much. But this wasn't
like any "sweat" she had smelled before, this had a sweet aroma like
spring-time that had an intoxicating musk. Ukyou began rubbing
her panties until they were almost inside her. There she found
more honey, which soaked her panties. She was at the point of
driving her fingers into herself with her panties bunched to one
side, and already in her slit, that's what she did.
Ukyou fingered herself with experience she didn't know she had,
and her pleasure soared. She was moaning almost to the point of
screaming and writhing like a dying animal. Suddenly she found
herself short of breath, lights exploding in front of her eyes, and
a strange convulsion running through her body. It was a feeling of
release. The contractions forced the honey in her out and all over
her already sticky hand. It was an orgasm. By instinct, Ukyou took
her hand to her lips and began to lick her fingers. She enjoyed the
strange flavor... and wondered for a moment if she could make an
okonomiyaki sauce with the same taste.
The fires in her had been doused but the embers still burned
with desire. Ukyou's other hand still worked herself slowly as she
opened her eyes for the first time since she began and looked down
upon herself. Weakly, she slid her under-shirt back on her
shoulders and grasped her breast to stuff it back in. But as she
held it she felt its weight and sensitivity to touch. Ukyou began
to squeeze the mammary and run her hand all over it. Her tongue
moistened her lips then ran along the top of her teeth as she
played with her nipple and pussy at the same time. Eager to enjoy
this new sensation, she moved both hands to work on her breasts as
she looked on through half-closed eyes. Ukyou held them up proudly
as she mashed them against the cold mirror, stiffening her nipples
further. In Ukyou's mind, images of Ranma and Ranko using their
hands to fondle her, ran rampant. Her desires now went well beyond
rubbing, she needed penetration.
Abandoning whatever remained of her reason, Ukyou stripped
off her panties. She crumpled them in a ball and took a strong
whiff before tossing them aside. Then she took the plunger from the
corner of the bathroom and stuck it in the middle of the restroom.
Ukyou positioned herself over the handle and spread her pussy lips
with her fingers. Then closing her eyes, she lowered herself upon
the rod, with images of Ranma and Ranko in mind....
-=-=-
Ranma was anxious to escape the intimate situation but didn't
want to hurt or offended Ranko... somehow, he could not grasp the
slut-ish behavior Ranko had just exhibited. In his mind, it just
didn't equate. Yet, already, she started it up once again.
Ranko grabbed his bottom and humped herself against Ranma.
Ranma froze. Strange thoughts, like how it would feel to make love
to Ranko, began to enter his mind. He didn't like it... did he? To
test it, he kissed her. Hmm, it seemed he did like it. Ranma began
to frantically make out with his cousin. Ranko pushed him back so
as to allow her to pull her dress over her head.
Ranma lost his breath in awe at her gorgeous body... it was
identical to the one he had seen in the mirror so many times, but it
wasn't the same. This was Ranko... not him. Besides, he had never
worn lacy, forest green- Er, neither was she, anymore. Ranko
stood naked before him, allowing him to take in the sights. He
swallowed as she took his hand and placed it firmly to her breast.
Yasha found it amazing that, after all his lovemaking, after
all those women, and after all this time... Ranma could still be so
easily dumbstuck by a little teasing. He was behaving awkward as if
he had never done this before. Ranma clumsily mashed and groped her
breast as Ranko smiled at him. <This is nice... but something is
interfering with his ability to recall his training.>
Ranko led him to the sinks, where she propped herself up
suggestively. Ranma took his cue and began licking her cunt.
Already she was flowing considerably. Ranma nearly fainted from the
scent. Ranko squeezed one of her breasts while grasping Ranma's hair
for control. <Yes, that's it... good, he's- Ahhh!- remembering!!
He's already- OH!- found my spot!!!>, Yasha thought excitedly as
Ranma added his fingers to the process. He began advanced techniques
that alternated assaults against her pleasure center.
While Yasha could have easily decided not to, she came hard.
Ranma struggled to keep up with her honey. Ranko shivered and went
slightly limp from excursion. Ranma knew he should continue to keep
up her level of stimuli but a pang of conscience caused him to stop.
"That- that was wonderful, Ranma... you're stoppin!?! Don't
stop! Please don't stop!!", Ranko said.
"All right now. We're even."
"Not quite. I only gave you hand job. Never got a chance to
suck your cock and give you a blow job. While you were eating me out
almost the entire time!"
"..." Just barely, Ranma's brain was beginning to comprehend
that Ranko was a bit more experienced that he had originally thought.
"Com'on Cousin. Drop your pants, lemme see it." Ranma
mentally resisted but was only able to go so far. He grabbed her by
the wrists and held her to the mirror to kiss her deeply. Ranko made
sure to taste herself in his mouth. It would only be a few more
moments until- after all she could already feel it against her leg!
Ranma twitched and pulled back suddenly.
"NO!", he shouted at no one in particular.
Before him was his cursed, red-headed, girl-type persona
smiling up at him with contentment and cute green eyes. He had done
this before... he was sure of it! The green eyes... they belonged to
a... a... a demoness!!
"Succubus.", Ranma murmured.
"Wha-?", Ranko said trying to look surprised.
"Yasha!", Ranma recalled.
"Dammit!"
"AKA- *<Zip!>*" Before he could shout Akane's name, Yasha
bound his mouth with a spell of silence and levitated him into the
air so he couldn't escape.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... this is not good, not good at all." It
seemed she could only affect his mind to be hentai for so long before
he would recall who she was. Yasha looked over her last, sloppy job
of "erasing" his memory. One's memory couldn't be erased, exactly...
more like, a section of one's mind is bypassed until the memories
there slowly faded. She had inadvertently bypassed some of his early
love training so he was slow to recall it. She could, of course,
just do a lobotomy to remove the unwanted parts of Ranma's mind...
but she still liked him too much.
Yasha knew that she would have to bypass this event as well.
But with each redundant bypass the effects degrade and the likelihood
of remembrance increases. Why couldn't Ranma be a good little boy?
Yasha worked a second web of bypasses to get him to forget the little
fling they just had, working more carefully but taking in account the
time, so that Akane would not grow suspicious. When she finished she
cleaned them both, thought of a story to program into Ranma, and woke
him up.
-=-=-
"It's about time you came out of there! I was beginning to
wonder if I should call the police- Hey Ranko? You okay? You look
sort of pale." Akane rushed to her side as Ranko faltered slightly
in walking.
"Heh heh... just a little shock to the system... I know what
you told me to be ready for now."
"So he told you?"
"Actually he *showed* me.", Ranko smiled weakly.
"Ranma, why'd you tell her *now*?!"
"I figured it would be better to tell her here rather than
out on the street somewhere. I figured she'd freak out."
"Okay that makes sense, but why here and not the Dojo?"
"Com'on you know it can be crazier in there than out on the
streets!"
"I guess you're right. I think we should take Ranko home...
should we just leave Ukyou?"
"I'll write a note saying Ranko felt a little sick so we took
her home. You two go on ahead." Akane led Ranko out.
"So he told you about his curse, right?"
"Uh huh. He told me there were others, are you one of them?"
"No, I don't transform in to anything.... Ranko you seem to
take shock a little poorly. Your Cousin's a strange guy. To prepare
you, lemme tell you about Ranma and cats...."
-=-=-
"U-chan,
Ranko was feeling sick (don't worry, it wasn't caused
by your food) so we couldn't wait around. See ya later.
-Ranma"
Ukyou looked at the note thankfully. There was no way she
could possibly have faced all three of them after what she just did.
Ranko especially. She had never (to her knowledge) felt that way
towards another female. Occasionally, with Ranma... but never that
intensely. Ukyou was scared, but she wanted to see Ranko again. For
the rest of the day, and some time after that, her mind was always
preoccupied with the vision of Ranko and her blazing green eyes.
-=-=-
When Ranko, Ranma, and Akane got home they were greeted by
Kasumi and Nabiki.
"You guys have fun, out on the town?", asked Nabiki.
"We went to U-ch- *<WHACK!>* OW! Damn! Ukyou's.", Ranma
said as he nursed his wounded ear. "Told Ranko about my curse, too."
"Darn... guess I can't blackmail you over that, huh?"
"Blackmail...-?", asked Ranko.
"It's what she does, Ranko. Nabiki is a master at extortion,
negotiation, blackmail, and profit. If ever she tries to make a deal
with you, run to me or Ranma... not that it'll help much, she'd
probably outwit both of us, then." Nabiki smiled at the compliment.
"That reminds me... you two have been on rather friendly
terms lately."
"Yes, Akane, you and Ranma don't seem to fight as much as you
used to.", Kasumi added. Ranma and Akane balked. They had forgotten
to keep their relationship a secret to these two now that they had
forgot about their entire Passion Dust experience. Unconvincingly
they both tried to deny it.
"Heh! Yeah right! The only reason I was being nice to that
Uncute Tomboy was so that she wouldn't hit me like a Mac Truck!"
"Oh yeah?! You think it's easy pretending to be nice to an
insensitive Jerk!?! You're running around with-"
"But I thought Ranma called you Cutie-", Ranko said.
"Don't interrupt!", Ranma said nervously as he covered her
mouth. "Yeah! That's another thing! You never let me say my mind!
When I do... you crack me over the skull! Who's ever gonna marry a
Macho Chick who doesn't know when to shuttup!?!"
"Oooo!! You call yourself a martial artist and you can't
even take a few girly punches!! I have a good mind to-" The two
stormed off arguing with each other, oblivious to all else. They
were out of practice but it came back rather easily, although they
both had to keep themselves from laughing. They now saw how stupid
their fights had always been. They kept screaming until they got to
the training hall where they invented sounds of combat, with the
classic finale of Ranma landing in the carp pond. Ranma-chan crawled
out and leaned against a tree. Despite her wetness, Akane sat Ranma
in her lap.
"That oughtta hold them for a bit."
"That was quite a performance, Ranma."
"Performance? Whatta ya mean, performance? I meant every
one of those words!"
"Of course you did." Akane kissed her.
"I'll go change... you know. Sometimes I think we should
just tell them all... but then I remember that Nabiki's still got
more film to spare." Ranma-chan kissed Akane back and headed back
into the Dojo.
"Hey, where's Ranko?"
-=-=-
"...and so I've trained mostly with my Father."
"How sad, though... I'm sure you're mother would be proud."
Ranko continued the conversation but at the same time
observed the two elder Tendo sisters. One seemed so innocent while
the other so devilish (no blasphemy intended). Yet she saw the same
thing in their eyes as what she saw in Hinako's, Ukyou's, and
sometimes Akane's eyes. She didn't have enough time to scan Ranma's
mind for who he had done... but she knew he was experienced with more
than one woman and that it was likely that these two were part of it.
She had already confirmed that Hinako knew Ranma in the biblical
sense and suspected all the others. She would test them.
"So you're studying to be a nurse as well?"
"That or perhaps an herbalist.", replied Kasumi.
"Maybe you can do something for me. You see, I have this
terrible sprain...." Ranko put her foot on a chair and began to lift
her skirt up. Watching for their reaction, Yasha confirmed what she
already thought. Kasumi and Nabiki twitched when they saw thigh.
"It hurts around here." She pointed to her inside upper thigh.
Kasumi swallowed. She had a Tiger Balm patch that could be
applied to the spot and removed the next day with impressive results
but for some reason she didn't want to do it that way.
"Nabiki? Can you get the Tiger Balm from my room?"
"Sure, Sis." As Nabiki left, Kasumi took Ranko's thigh and
began kneading it.
"This is to loosen the muscles...", Kasumi tried to justify.
In truth she just wanted to touch Ranko's leg. She knew of no reason
for her desire, and it scared her. Nabiki returned with the balm.
"Thank you, Nabiki... just open it up and I'll-"
"Oh it's okay, Sis, my hands already smell from this stuff so
I'll do it."
"Um... okay.", Kasumi said with a hint of regret. Nabiki
took a small amount of ointment in each hand began to apply it to
Ranko's thigh.
"Oh! It's cool feeling! A bit tingly too." Somehow, Nabiki
derived a sense of satisfaction from hearing Ranko say that. Kasumi
was biting her lip when she interrupted.
"That's very good Nabiki... um, but you're doing it a bit
wrong. Here, let me show you." Kasumi took Nabiki's hands and
together they began lubing Ranko's leg. Nabiki coughed and their
hands slipped on to Ranko's crotch. It was slightly dampened. For
effect, Yasha let out a slight moan. The two Tendo sisters instantly
recoiled and looked uncomfortable.
"Ranko... let that air a little then you can go about, just
don't rub against it. I think I've got laundry to do... excuse me."
"Me too, I've gotta hit the books. See ya.", said Nabiki as
she left Ranko alone. Yasha smiled happily... tonight she was going
to have some fun.
-=-=-
That night everyone felt uneasy as they plotted and planned.
Both Akane and Ranko waited for the other to fall asleep. Ranma
tossed and turned in bed as Ranko kept invading his mind. And the
two eldest Tendo sisters wanted to figure out just what had happened
in the kitchen this afternoon. Panda and Soun slept like babies.
Ranko opened her eyes to check if Akane had finally fallen
asleep. She was about to get up when she saw Akane slip out of bed.
Akane went over to her and looked at a moment to see if Ranko had
fallen asleep. Once assured, Akane left and crossed the hall into
Ranma's room. Ranko got up immediately and left to enter Nabiki's
room but stopped when she saw the door begin to open. Yasha willed
herself invisible and watched as Nabiki slipped into Kasumi's room.
Yasha floated through Kasumi's walls to enter her room.
Panda snored. Soun sucked his thumb.
-=-=-
"Ranma?"
"Hey, I've been expecting you...."
"You have?"
"Nah, but it seemed like the thing to say. I just couldn't
sleep. Com'on climb in." Akane hopped in bed and snuggled close to
Ranma. "So what do you think of Ranko?"
"She's a very nice girl... I hope things turn out for the
better with her."
"Yeah I know what you mean. But- ... -I don't know, I just
feel that something's fishy about her."
"Huh? *Ranko*!? Come on!"
"No! I mean it! I sometimes feel like I'm around Nabiki
when I'm with her."
"You think she's cute don't you?"
"Wha-?"
"Don't you?"
"What does this have to do with-"
"Do you?"
"Okay, yeah, sure. I think Ranko's cute. But no cuter than
me and certainly not as cute as you."
"I'm flattered, but there's your problem. I'm not cuter than
Ranko and you know it. You-"
"Hey! You're the-" Akane shushed him.
"You think she's cuter than me and it's making you guilty...
that's very sweet. But I'm not the most beautiful girl it the world,
Ranma. That's not why we fell in love. It doesn't matter to me."
"Hey, but I think Ukyou's cute and I don't feel that way! ...
But then again... Did I ever tell you about Ranko and me?"
"No."
"When we were just kids... I think I said I'd marry her."
"You *WHAT*?!"
"Please Akane! There was no romantic intent! We were kids
and she was my first female friend. I wanted to stress that we were
good friends so I called upon the strongest girl-boy bond a child has
ever seen... marriage."
"Okay. Sorry I got mad... sheesh, *another* fiancee!"
"Well I think she remembers when I said that. I don't know."
"It's okay... just don't think about it too much, right?"
"Yeah, I guess that's what been bothering me. I think every
girl is out to get me... even my own Cousin! Heh heh."
"Feel better?"
"A little bit... Akane? Why'd you slap me back then? I mean
I know you were busy and had a lot of work-"
"No, it's not that. It's just that, we don't spend a whole
lot of time alone together. Whether it's battling evil oni or
ancient perverts, fat phoenixes or walking mailboxes, watermelon
attacks or voodoo masters... it takes up that time! And when we do
have the time... we have sex. I guess I was a little sick and tired
of such a shallow relationship. I wanted a more. I was under some
stress and I guess it just translated into anger."
"I understand. So what you want to talk about?"
"What?! I came here to get laid!", Akane smiled evily.
"Huh? What about 'shallow relationships'?!", Ranma said with
earnest nervousness.
"I still want communication but tonight I'm horny! Com'on
Ranma, I wasn't in the mood then. I'm on fire now!"
"Aw shimatta! *I'm* not in the mood!" Ranma physically felt
sexually satisfied from Ranko this afternoon, but not remembering the
event, he thought it was his strong will that allowed him to abstain.
"'I have a headache'? You can do better than that! Is this
revenge for the slap?" Akane climbed on top of him and looked at him
coyly.
"Do I have to slap you now?"
"You don't hit girls, remember? Will you at least let me get
you into the mood?", Akane asked with pleading eyes.
"I really don't feel like 'performing' tonight... but...."
"Thanks Honey!" Akane immediately began pulling off her
pajamas.
"Damn, I could never say 'no' to you!" Ranma watched as she
stripped down to her undies with his hands resting on the sides of
her waist.
"The mark of a wonderful husband!", said Akane as she began
to work Ranma's clothes off.
"Is that the only reason you love me? To get married so that
you don't become an Old Maid?", laughed Ranma. Akane pouted in mock
anger.
"OLD MAID? Hmph! Do you think an Old Maid could have as
gorgeous a set of these?!" Akane unclipped her bra to reveal her
firm breasts. Ranma grabbed her tits to inspect them.
"Hmm... I don't know... Old Woman Kiechi's aren't that bad a
set...*<Whack>* -Oof!- *<Thud>* -Hah hah!", cried Ranma as Akane hit
him with a pillow. "Alright! Alright! You win!"
"Besides... would an Old Maid do this?" Akane tugged Ranma's
boxers off and grasped his stiff cock. "Hmmmm... seems like you're
in the mood, after all...", Akane softly murmured as she stroked
Ranma. Ranma let out a slow groan. Akane sat up and pushed her
panties to her ankles then kicked them off. She turned around and
sat on Ranma's face while suckling his erection. Ranma returned the
favor, feverishly pleasuring her pussy. Ranma moved one of his hands
from her waist to fondle her breasts while the other aided his
tongue.
This continued for several minutes until they both had their
turns orgasming. They untangled and cuddled. Akane wiped her mouth
before she spoke.
"That was nice."
"Is that all you can say?"
"You're an egotist even in bed, Ranma.", Akane sighed in
accusation, then eagerly, "You ready for the real thing?"
"Akane... It's really hard not to be ready around you when
your like this!"
"Okay good!" Akane climbed on top again this time impaling
herself upon Ranma. "Oh God! It's been a while!", she gasped as she
began to ride him. Ranma thrusted into her as they matched rhythms,
slamming together in erotic slaps. Very quickly Akane orgasmed with
Ranma following a little later. They didn't stop.
Around 2 o'clock in the morning...
"Oh! OH! OOH! Ranma! If we don't stop there's not going
to be much left of us in the morning!"
"I know! Urg! We should stop!"
"Aaahh! Do you feel like stopping?"
"No. Ung! Grunt!"
"Neither do I."
"Okay then." They kept going a bit when Akane objected
again.
"Ranma this is silly! We've got to stop sometime!"
"Yeah I know."
"Let's stop then."
"I... can't."
"What do you mean?!"
"I'm still... hard."
"So. It'll go away, eventually."
"You know the way I am! I get hard and I stay hard!"
"Ranma.", Akane said impatiently while looking rather silly.
After all, she was doing her best to look cross while naked and
bobbing up and down on Ranma's shaft.
"Okay, okay! Then do something!"
"What?"
"Anything to make me stop! Anything that'll turn me off!"
"Um, um, um... I got it!"
"Okay, what is it?"
"You know, Hinako-sensi?"
"Of course I know her! I 'know' her in many ways Akane! I
know that she's got the biggest bust and the shortest skirt of all
the female teachers I've met in their twenties! This doesn't help
me any, Akane!", Ranma said somewhat irritated.
"Well you know how you got tried of screwing her and all the
others? And Dr. Tofu made a cure so that they'd stop? And how you
were really happy after that?"
"Yeah, get to the point!", Ranma said urgently.
"Well it stopped working. She has remembered." Ranma
immediately deflated; it took his hips a second to realize that they
should stop bucking... but Akane's comment had the desired effect.
"What do you mean, she's remembered!?!?!"
"It's like this. Ranko and I, we got to class a bit late..."
-=-=-
When Nabiki entered Kasumi's room it really wasn't much of a
surprise to find her awake. Yasha watched them while pumping their
minds with hentai thoughts.
"Hey Sis."
"Nabiki... you couldn't sleep?"
"No, it doesn't seem like you could either."
"So why are you here?"
"I couldn't stop thinking about Ranko... and this afternoon."
Kasumi immediately blushed and turned back to her book. Nabiki
smiled to herself... as did Yasha.
"I- I- I don't know what you're talking about."
"Kasumi you're turning all red! If you're going to lie, at
least be better at it! Come on, I know you know."
"R-really I don't... please. I don't want to talk about it!"
"What's there to be ashamed of Kasumi? We both got a little
excited by Ranko... what's the big deal?"
"I- I'm not that kind of girl... at least I didn't think I
was." Nabiki shook her head and took an album from behind her back.
"Kasumi, this'll be shocking for you but I have to show it to
you. After that incident with Ranko, I nearly remembered something-
something I had lost. I couldn't hold onto the thought, but it
helped me to find this."
"What's in it?", Kasumi said with fear in her voice.
"I'm not sure, really... take a deep breath and look." She
closed her eyes as Nabiki opened the album. When Kasumi opened them,
she opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out because she
fainted first.
-=-=-
"Kasumi? Kasumi? Kasumi, are you okay?"
"Oh, Nabiki! It's you... I had a nightmare... a very strange
one! It was about- ..." Kasumi couldn't speak when she saw that the
pictures were real. On her lap sat a thick album of pictures. They
depicted herself, Nabiki, and Miss Hinako in various postures, poses,
and actions which began to make Kasumi feel uncomfortably warm.
On the very first page was a picture of the trio grabbing
each other's tits, with vibrators in their cunts, while smiling for
the camera. Another showed Kasumi and Nabiki eating each other out,
while yet another showed Hinko playing with herself.
"T-t-that can't b-be me!" Kasumi pointed at the pictures.
"I don't know how to explain it, Sis, but it has to be. I
can tell that these photos were taken with my camera... but I don't
remember doing any of these things." Nabiki took one photo out and
showed Kasumi the back. "Look at the date. Try to remember anything
you've done around or on that date."
"I- I can't... what does that prove, Nabiki? My life is very
simple. Outstanding things don't happen to me very often."
"Alright, but I've been going to school. I tried to recall
my lessons, I couldn't! Anything my friends talk about from any of
the dates these pictures were taken, I can't recall! But the funny
thing is, I must've setup the camera for every one of these pictures!
You see, my camera has a defect that only I know about and can get
around!"
"So we were willing participants for whatever happened!"
"You could tell that by the looks on our faces in those pics,
Kasumi. I wonder how Miss Hinako's mixed up in this?"
"We'd better find out. We'll talk to her first as soon as
possible!"
"Let's do that... but I have another idea for now. The best
way to remember something, is to do it again."
"You can't mean-"
"I want to re-enact some of these pictures, right now. It'll
help us remember!"
"We can't!"
"We already are!"
"I don't want to!"
"Don't say that, you know that you do... look at yourself!"
Kasumi looked down to see her hand up her nightie and in her sex.
Her other hand was teasing the nipple of her left breast through the
material of her nightgown. She flushed and tried to stop but found
that she couldn't. Actually she could partially stop, but only long
enough for her to turn to the next page in the album.
"N-Nabiki!", Kasumi moaned as tears ran down her face. Her
sister shushed her as she undid her blouse and nursed Kasumi on her
breast. Kasumi ran her hands along Nabiki's legs until she reached
her shorts. She undid the top button and plunged her hand underneath
the waistband of Nabiki's panties, playing with her pussy. Nabiki
moaned and reached to grab Kasumi's ass, when instinctively she moved
her hand under the mattress to pull out a pink vibrator.
As if by rote, Nabiki switched it to max and shoved it into
Kasumi unceremoniously. Kasumi gasped at the sudden intrusion, and
sat up straight, sending Nabiki to her back. Kasumi moved her kisses
from between Nabiki's cleavage, down to her naval, and finally to the
top of her panties. Tugging her shorts off, Nabiki pulled her the
crotch of her panties to one side to accommodate Kasumi. Although
being pounded, without mercy, by the highly effective vibrator...
Kasumi was methodical with Nabiki.
She pushed her fingers between Nabiki's swollen petals to
access the stiff clitoris. Kasumi smiled somewhat evily and licked
one of her fingers before proceeding. She watched Nabiki's reaction
as she bit gently on her clit and flicked her tongue across it. She
continued to probe Nabiki with her stiffened tongue until Nabiki came
uncontrollably. Kasumi didn't stop, causing her younger sister to
experience orgasm in rapid succession. After a while Kasumi lifted
her cum smeared face to kiss Nabiki and smile.
"You never did have much endurance." Nabiki, panting and
flushed, looked at her with a questioning look.
"And just how did you know that?" Kasumi stopped to think
but was forced to simply shrug. "I just remember that you cum faster
and more often than...."
"Than who!", Nabiki demanded.
"Than... I don't know. I don't remember. Help me with this!
I'm not getting anywhere with it!", Kasumi said desperately as she
fingered herself around the vibrator. Nabiki damped her already
soaked panties at the prospect and motioned for her sister to lie
back. Kasumi did, spreading her legs high and wide, causing Nabiki
to nearly cum again at just the sight. Nabiki removed Kasumi's pink
vibrator and licked it clean. She then removed her panties and threw
them to the floor. Wrapping Kasumi's long legs about herself, Nabiki
began to slowly grind their pussies together.
Kasumi moaned as Nabiki moved her hands up her smooth belly
to cup her elder sister's large breasts. Nabiki's hung down and
jiggled slightly with each rotation of her hips... Kasumi had no
choice but to reach out and fondle. Nabiki began an expert tease on
Kasumi's breasts accelerating her pleasure. She would accompany each
pinch of a nipple with an extra hard and fast grind while biting her
lip in an evil smile. Finally, Kasumi could stand it no longer and
began to rotate her own crotch in an opposite direction from Nabiki's
sending them both in to a frenzy.
Yasha, at the same time had been invisibly masturbating to
the touching love scene before her... it made her homesick for the
many pleasures she and her fellow succubi shared. She didn't let her
sedimentality get in the way of her purpose, however. Slowly she had
undid all the weaving that held back the two sister's memory. When
they had their next orgasm....
"OHHH!!!"
"OIMMMPH!!!"
Nabiki collapsed and screamed into the bedding while Kasumi
cried passionately into Nabiki's shoulder to muffle their cries.
Their bodies continued to spasm and shiver, their cunts clenching
reflexively after their supernaturally aided orgasm. Kasumi lifted
her sister's head, brushed strands of wet hair from her face, then
kissed her with love and closeness.
"I remember everything.", Kasumi said simply and quietly.
"Then that makes two of us....", Nabiki smiled and hugged her
sister with her body. Nabiki fell asleep almost instantly on top of
Kasumi. Although she had a full grown woman crushing her, and that
she was damp and sticky, hot and sweaty, and that she would have to
do a whole lot of cleaning the next day; Kasumi was more comfortable
than she had been in a while. She maneuvered as best she could to
cover the both of them with sheets and fell asleep peacefully.
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Lemonade Punch#5: My Bright-Eyed Girl
paladin@mars.superlink.net
Started: 7/4/96
Last Update: 3/1/97
The next morning began somewhat awkwardly. As Akane tried to
stealthily leave Ranma's room, Nabiki was exiting from Kasumi's
with the same intent. They caught each other closing the doors to
the respective rooms. For a moment the simply stared at each other.
Both their minds quickly searched for an excuse... Nabiki was just a
bit quicker that early in the morning.
"Akane! *What* do you think you're doing?!" Akane cringed.
"Ssshhhhh! Please, not so loud, you'll wake everyone!"
"Akane, I truly hope you weren't in Ranma's room doing what
I think you were doing." Armed with her returned memory but false
amnesia, Nabiki was having a field day. Akane blushed furiously.
"Nabiki! How could you- You don't really think- Com'on!
*Me*?! And *Him*?!?", Akane stuttered unconvincingly.
"Akane... I think you're old enough... but even though I joke
about it a lot, I really hope you didn't- ... you two really do love
each other but.... -did you use protection?", Nabiki blurted out the
last part, making sure to add a bit of false blushing. Akane looked
at her sister and was earnestly touched.
"Nabiki.... We- er, I really- WE WEREN'T DOING ANYTHING!!!",
Akane shouted a bit too loudly. She didn't like lying to her sister,
but she thought it was better if Nabiki didn't know.
"Okay... you're word is good enough for me...", Nabiki smiled
as she watched Akane cringe with guilt, "but whatever you guys were
doing, I hope it was worth it.... Good night, Akane." Nabiki slipped
into her room, knowing that Akane would be reeling so much from her
near discovery, that she would forget about Nabiki leaving Kasumi's
room. Meanwhile, Yasha watched the whole affair, silently applauding
Nabiki.
<That girl is a sneaky one! I wouldn't be surprised at all
if she was half-demon or was possessed by one....> Yasha quickly
slipped back into bed in her Ranko guise before Akane opened the
door. In just a few hours, the rest of the household awoke. This
time, Ranma and Kasumi exited their rooms rather early. Kasumi to
handle to usual duties of the home and Ranma to begin his morning
workout. Normally they didn't cross paths (even though they were the
only ones about) and if they did they simply exchanged a quick "Good
morning" and went about their business, but this morning was a little
different.
Kasumi arose with a hentai perspective of lost time because
of her induced amnesia. She had to make it up. But at the same
time, she didn't want to scare away her only game by revealing that
she had remembered... but feeling daring and sexy she went out
wearing-... it would be okay, it would be only her and Ranma for at
least another hour, before she had to be more... modest.
"Oh, hi Kasumi....", Ranma mumbled, still a bit dreary eyed.
He attempted to walk past her but bumped into her when she stepped
into his way. Not thinking clearly, he apologized and attempted to
pass her again. Again he bounced of her ample chest and simply stood
there, half asleep. The exertion of the night before had left him
with very little energy and time to sleep. Kasumi, at the sight of
his bulge, resisted the urge to be awfully naughty, and instead
profiled for him, greeting him in a breathless voice.
"Good morning, Ranma-kun." Ranma's eyes traveled from her
long bare legs up to her thin supple waist, stopping a moment at her
large round breasts, and finally gazing at her lovely face with her
pouty red lips. Kasumi was wearing a transparent gossamer nightgown
over a tiny white teddy that truly celebrated her body. While it
took Ranma's brain several moments to comprehend what he was seeing,
his soldier understood immediately. His bulge stood attention, proud
and tall, in salute of Kasumi's attire... or lack of.
"Oh, hi Kas- *<GACK!>* *Kasumi*?!?!", Ranma managed, as it
finally dawned on him that he innocent Kasumi was wearing that lewd
teddy. By this time, he had nearly gotten used to the "old" Kasumi,
as she was before the Passion Fever Dust Attack... but now *this*!
"Ranma-kun, I- I- Oh, Ranma!!" Kasumi hugged him
desperately, running her hands along his bare back, and gyrating her
hips a bit to obviously.
"AH! KASUMI!!! Y-" Ranma panicked as he realized Kasumi
had gotten her memory back... like Hinako.
"Is it true?!? Did you really- really... You and Akane! If
it is!! Oh Mother, forgive me, I told them to wait!", Kasumi cried
out. Ranma was relieved... for a second there... but wait! He
finally understood what Kasumi was *really* saying.
"Oh, no no no no no!!! Kasumi! How could you- You don't
really think- Com'on! *Me*?! And *Her*?!?", Ranma stuttered
unconvincingly.
"But, Nabiki told me-"
"*Please*, com'on... *Nabiki*?!? You know that girl's a real
hentai, Kasumi!"
"Ranma! I wish you wouldn't talk about my sister that way...
but it's true that Nabiki can exaggerate at times...."
"Kasumi, I assure you, there is no way I'd ever do anything
to or with that uncute, tomboy sister of yours!"
"I knew you wouldn't... at least without getting married
first. Thank you."
"No prob... uh, could you let go of me now?" Ranma prayed
that Kasumi's thigh, between his legs, would not feel his... er,
"throbbing." That was the last thing he needed in this situation.
He had to, however, admit that Kasumi had a hot body and
seeing it like this only reminded him of what he had once did to it
many times. During his workout, Ranma found himself running back
into the house, repeatedly, for drinks of water... most of it ran
ineffectively, down his chin as he watched Akane's bustiest sister
move around the house. Something about a sexy babe who cleaned,
cooked, and never complained really got him up... perhaps it was
*because* she was the opposite of Akane that he got so hard looking
at her smooth-
<Shimatta! What am I thinking?!? I just had a wonderful
night with the love of my life, and I'm already thinking about her
sister?!? What kind of pervert am I?!? ... But why is Kasumi
wearing that? ... Duh. It's obvious. She wants me to throw her to
the ground, rip that teeny bit of cloth off her, and fuck her like
there's no- *WHAT*?!?!> Yasha giggled as she continued to assault
his mind with perverted thoughts. Ranma began to sweat earnestly.
It was bad enough if he couldn't control his bodily reactions... but
when he had no control over his *thoughts*!!! What would happen if
he lost control over his actions?! <A repeat of Passion Fever,
that's what... I can't let it happen again!>
Ranma fled outside where he returned to his early exercises.
<I just gotta stay out of trouble for less than an hour... by then
the Old Man will be up and Akane will follow. I just have to last
until then!>, Ranma thought as he sparred against an invisible
opponent. Thankfully, Kasumi made no advances and Genma woke up a
little earlier than usual.
The father and son sparred heavily, Ranma making several
mistakes as a result of his tiredness and nervousness. Luckily, he
didn't end up in the carp pond this time around, though. The workout
left Ranma sore but somewhat refreshed. His mind was off hentai
things and he felt he could meet the day's challenges. Kasumi had
even gone back to her usual modest dress and apron. By breakfast
everything seemed more or less normal. Akane and Ranma anxiously
awaited a chance to tell each other what had happened after they had
parted last night. The only slight incident was Ranko coming down
the stairs wearing a blue sailor fuku.
"Er, Ranko... where's your school uniform?"
"Oh it's upstairs. I'm much more accustomed to this outfit
from my old school. Furinken High's dress code policy seems flexible
enough to let me wear this, don't you think?"
"I don't think there should be a problem.", said Ranma as he
looked her up and down... his gaze stopping at her legs. Akane
caught him staring and pinched his toe. He yelped then grinned
sheepishly, causing Akane to forgive him almost instantly. They had
to strain themselves from looking at each other lovingly. Akane
squeezed Ranma's hand under the table and Ranma gave up a pickle for
her (a monumental sacrifice and show of affection from his point of
view). Nabiki winked at Kasumi while Yasha made an effort to keep
her food down.
-=-=-
Ranma, Akane, and Ranko made it to school that morning and on
time (defeating Kuno in record time: an easy feat between the three
of them). Before entering Hinako's classroom however, Ranma needed
to keep Hinako away from Ranko. He and Ranko stood outside in the
hall as Akane went in and got Miss Hinako out. She eyed Ranko then
crossly addressed Ranma.
"This better be good, Saotome, you're delaying class."
"I just thought I'd introduce you to my Cousin Ranko. She'll
be enrolled in this school for a while....", Ranma motioned for
Hinako to come aside with him. Quietly he whispered, "I don't know
how you got your memory back, but right now I don't care. Ranko is
living with us because her mother died and her father is absent.
Although she looks like my girl-type form, your are *NOT* to confuse
her with me! She's very dear to me and very innocent. If you touch
her..." He let his silence and expression carry his meaning. Hinako
raised an eyebrow at his grave nature.
"Are you threatening me, Ranma?"
"Yes, Hinako-sensei. I would, for her sake."
"You sound like you love her very much... how does Akane fit
in with Ranko and you?"
"Hinako, that is not your concern. I love Ranko as a sister
and will protect her like one. I love Akane as my wife & partner."
Ranma brought her back to Ranko and resumed normal speech, "Sensei,
please introduce Ranko as my cousin to the class."
"Of course, Saotome. It's a pleasure to meet you Ranko. I'm
sure you'll have the time of your life while you're here.", Hinako
said coyly. Ranma silently grit his teeth, but he let it go. She
ushered them in but Ranma caught her arm and pulled her back out.
"One more thing... you're going to explain how you got your
memory back-" Hinako put a finger to his lips and smiled.
"Patience... after school. You know, you're so sexy as an
aggressor!" She pinched his cheek and walked back into class leaving
Ranma to follow in after her lovely ass.
-=-=-
"Class, today we have a new student. This is Ranko Saotome,
Ranma's cousin. She'll be enrolled in this school for a while so I
hope you'll all give her a warm welcome and make her feel at home."
The sight of the red-headed, pig-tailed girl sent whispers
of gossip about the classroom like wild-fire:
"Wasn't she here just yesterday?"
"Her chest is huge!"
"She just enrolled?"
"We've seen her tits before, remember?"
"Hey isn't that Ranma's girlfriend, Ranma?"
"How come all of Ranma's friends get to break the dress code?
Huh? I mean, look at that fuku!"
"Maybe she changed her name to Ranko?"
"Yeah *look* at fuku! Yeeyoww! Rrrrr!! Hubba hubba!"
"She doesn't seem to be the same person."
"Man, Ranma's lucky... you think he's into foursomes?"
"They're *cousins*?!? Isn't that illegal or something?"
"I really don't think they're the same person guys!"
Ranma could feel his temperature go up as he listened to some
of the comments while Akane groaned and buried her face in her hands.
This left Ranko blushing furiously in front of the class. Her eyes
were downcast as she picked invisible lint off her skirt... no one
noticed Miss Hinako checking out Ranko's butt from behind. Finally
Ranma could take it no more. He jumped in front of the classroom and
shook with emotion.
"WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP?!?! You want the score?! Here it is!
This is my Cousin Ranko Saotome. We are not related by blood. We
are not boyfriend and girlfriend. She is not Ranma Saotome. She has
not ever been to Furinken High School. She is not available. If any
of you guys touch her I will kill you. Akane is my fiancee. If you
touch her, I will kill you. I'll repeat: Ranko is my cousin. Akane
is my fiancee. Touch either of them and I will kill you. I am not
a chauvinist, they are not my property, but I will kill you anyways.
Again, I am not going out with my Cousin Ranko and I do not know how
to or ever have "picked up babes!" Thank you for listening!"
When he had finished screaming at them he felt his face turn
red from embarrassment. The whole class was so silent in shock from
his angry speech that the sound of rustling grass, from outside could
be heard. But after an eternal silence, all at once the gossip
resumed and everyone continued as if Ranma had not said a thing.
Except the topic now was how Ranma was probably insane and had killed
his therapist or something.... Ranma groaned and gave up.
-=-=-
When it came around to lunch time, Ranma ran about looking
for Ranko. He bumped into Akane first. Weighing his protective
nature for Ranko to time alone with Akane, the latter won out. The
couple slipped away to a far corner behind the school. This kind of
privacy rarely came to them at school.
Ranma sat on a log and leaned against the cool brick as Akane
wrapped her legs around him and sat on his lap. They kissed a little
bit, then opened their lunches, and fed each other laughing happily.
They fooled around while eating and talking.
"Akane, something -mmm- funny happened this -mmmm- morning."
"Hmmm- Really?", Akane said not very attentively.
"Yeah -mmmm- wait.", Ranma broke their kiss and held her back
slightly to make sure she would listen, "Kasumi... I think Kasumi was
coming on to me today."
"You joking right?"
"I wouldn't joke about a think like that, would I? She was
doing some pretty hentai things..."
"Come to think of it, I remember seeing Nabiki come out of
Kasumi's room this morning... could they- ...?"
"Oh my God, they've-"
"Calm down, you're probably nothing. We're just paranoid
because Hinako-sensei remembered!" Akane said hurriedly returning to
her French lessons.
"Hmmmphmm! -Akane! All the more reason to think -mmmmm-
that they remembered! Just like -mmmm- Miss Hinako!"
"Oh come on Ranma! What -hmmmm- did she do?"
"Well she wore this tiny white -mmm- teddy. That barely -mm-
covered anything! I could -hmmmmmm- see the outline -mmmph- of her
vagina -Mmm!- through -mmm- the -mmm!- skimpy -mmm- thing! -mmmm- &
she rubbed her -Oh!- pussy -mmm- against my -Damn!- crotch like you
are now!", Ranma managed... obviously suffering. Akane made a sound
of acknowledgment as she began to dampen. The pace of their love
making came to a frantic pace, Ranma had his hand up Akane's sweater
while she had a hand in his pants, when suddenly Ranma stopped and
nearly dropped Akane.
"Hey! What's wrong!?", she asked as she wiped a bead of
sweat from her forehead.
"We should stop... someone might see us.", Ranma panted.
"What! Come on, no one's here!"
"We only have a few more minutes until lunch is over and you
know I don't liked to be -er- ... rushed."
"So you don't want to- !?!?"
"Are you kidding, my balls are boiling, I feel like I'm gonna
burst!" Akane laughed at his serious expression "Shh, Akane, I
promise... we'll do that tonight.
"Alright, I can wait. But I don't know if you can... seeing
as how you're ready to burst and all.", Akane joked.
"I think I'll manage.", Ranma smiled, "Let's go check on
Ranko. It's only the second day of school for her and we've already
dumped her... how cruel of us."
"Okay, let's go find her."
-=-=-
It didn't take Ranma long to find his Cousin Ranko. He saw
her right away... his innocent, sweet, & cute red-headed cousin
surrounded by a pack of school-boys.
"What the- !" Ranma moved to rush forward to Ranko's aid but
Akane caught his arm and held him back.
"Wait Ranma... look.", she pointed. These school-boys where
not testing pick-up lines, or giving Ranko their phone numbers, or
going for cheap gropes. No, in fact, they all politely sat about
Ranko listening attentively to her tell a fairy tale.
"Well I'll be- Hey, Kuno!" Ranma again prepared to aid Ranko
at the sight of Upperclassman Kuno approach her. But again he was
held back by Akane.
"Akane!", Ranma protested.
"Shhh... let's see how she handles this."
"Pigtailed One!", Kuno called out.
"Eek!", cried Ranko at the sight of that crazy Kuno.
Suddenly, all two dozen boys rose to their feet and faced
Kuno at the sound of Ranko's fear.
"Bug off Kuno! You're scaring Ranko!"
"Yeah and you're interrupting Ms. Saotome's story."
"*WHAT*?!?! The *INSOLENCE*!!!! You mere mortals dare to
separate me from my Pigtailed Goddess!!!"
"She's not that slutty redhead Ranma runs around with! This
is Ranko, his cousin. Your Pigtailed Goddess is the one who flashes
for all of Furinken High!" Kuno began to stutter, spitting steaming
spittle.
"What sorcery is this?! This *is* my Goddess!!! Has Saotome
bewitched you all into thinking otherwise?!? Not only that, but you
openly defy me and defile the name of my Pigtailed Goddess!!!" Kuno
seethed for a moment before addressing them with his head bowed and
his eyes closed.
"But I am a divinely forgiving man... I know this is
Saotome's work, a curse upon you all, and if you leave now no harm
will befall you."
"Look man, Ranko doesn't want to talk to you.... If you want
to get to her, you'll have to go through all of us!" Kuno turned and
began to walk away. The students relaxed their tensed positions and
exhaled sighs of relief.
"Very well!", Kuno called back, "You have chosen your fate,
all of you... YOU WILL *DIE* BY IT!!!" Kuno spun and unleashed a
fury of attacks that sent Ranko's would-be protectors flying in all
directions. Akane didn't stop Ranma this time, instead, opting to
follow close behind. But their worry was unnecessary. Ranko warped
behind Kuno and bashed him over the head with a giant mallet, a la
Akane... apologizing all the way.
The bruised and battered boys immediately began taking
revenge on the fallen Kuno in a similar fashion to the girls who
caught up with Happousai. Ranma went up and was about to get in a
good kick when Ranko shouted.
"Please stop! You should be ashamed of yourselves! He was
wrong to attack us but that doesn't mean we should hold that against
him! Now I want you to say sorry and take him to the nurse's office,
okay boys?" Kuno's attackers all hung their heads in shame as they
lined up to mumble apologies to the unconscious maniac. Two guys
helped carry him away.
"You're a lucky guy... you've got a great cousin there
Saotome... she's like the sister we never had.", said one with a tear
in his eye as they dispersed.
"Ranko, I'm really impressed! It takes a very noble person
to forgive and stop them from beating him."
"Yeah, why'd you stop them anyway? You know he can take it!"
"Ranma!", Akane scolded while elbowing him in the ribs.
"Owww! Well anyway, it seems you're really popular Ranko...
just don't get too near any of those guys okay?"
"Cousin Ranma, you worry too much! They all seem to be very
nice boys."
"Heh, *seem* is the key phase... you haven't heard some of
the sick things these guys ask me!"
"Like what?"
"Like if I ever- er- .... Isn't lunch just about over? I
think we've got to go!" Ranma ran ahead without waiting for them,
leaving Akane and Ranko to guess.
-=-=-
Ranma made it to his appointment with Miss Hinako without any
major mishap. Akane and Ranko had headed home already, without him.
Hinako rose from her desk when Ranma knocked on her door and entered.
"Hello Ranma."
"You promised me an explanation."
"Yes well, I really didn't want to tell you but... I never
could, resist *you*.", Hinako said coyly, "All right, here's how it
works: It seems that Tofu's amnesiac potion only affected my kawaii
form. So while I'm in this form, I remember everything. When I
started to use the Battle Fish to raise my ki level everything slowly
began to come back."
"So I can just hit your pressure points and-"
"Unfortunately, yes, you could do that. But you don't have
to worry, Ranma. I'm not taking the Dust to maintain my ki level
anymore. The only thing the motivate me into doing hentai things
would be my memories."
"I guess I'm happy for you then-" Miss Hinako cut him off
by approaching him slowly.
"Ran-chan, I miss you though... I miss them too. Now that I
am no longer under the effects of the Dust I understand and respect
your decision to abstain and be exclusively Akane's...", Hinako moved
a hand to touch his face, "But that doesn't mean I don't want too..."
Hinako dragged her fingers across his chest, licked her lips, and
slid her legs back and forth... her meaning was very clear.
"I'll have to decline."
"You and the girls were my only friends for a very long time,
you know. Nobody wants to hang around a freak like me... unless it's
for a date or one night stand.", Hinako looked away, sniffling, her
eyes watering.
"Com'on don't be like that... you understand, right?"
"Sorry... I do. But you know where to come to when you get
the urge to.... -okay, maybe not. Akane's very lucky."
"Would you please tell *her* that?", Ranma chuckled slightly
sadly as Hinako kissed him. He felt like he was saying good-bye to
her despite the fact he'd be seeing her nearly every day at school.
As he left, he looked up.
"You know what... why don't you stop by the Dojo for dinner
tonight?"
"Really? What could I do- Kasumi and Nabiki... they don't
remember...."
"Don't worry about it! It'll give you a chance to make some
*real* friends. Not just playmates. How about it?" Hinako looked
skeptical.
"I don't know... not tonight. Maybe some other time."
"Yeah, right. Some other time. Okay then, see you tomorrow,
Hinako!"
"Don't forget to do your homework!"
"Of course, Sensei!"
"Bye-bye!"
-=-=-
Upon his return home, Ranma was greeted by a most unpleasant
sound... which brought back the most unpleasant memories.
"BWEEEEE!!!"
"Ryouga!" Ranma entered to see the little black pig being
cuddled between his fiancee's cleavage.
"Ranma! Look who came home! My little P-chan's returned!"
"Oh yippee. Good grief, I thought I told you to get lost,
Ryouga." Ranma muttered.
"What did you say?!?", demanded Akane.
"Akane! I thought we went over this-"
As they argued, Yasha noted Ranma's hostility towards the
little pig Akane called P-chan. She also noted the pig's disdain
for Ranma... hmmm it seemed that they knew each other. Suddenly it
came back to her. Yasha remembered this joker from Ranma's dreams.
This was Ryouga, another of the cursed. Up until now, he hadn't seen
Ranko... Yasha decided to make herself present.
P-chan, was busy biting Ranma's hand when he noticed Ranko
standing at the doorway. His jaw went slack so he fell to the ground
and looked from Ranma to Ranko. Ranma took advantage of Ryouga's
stunned state and stomped upon him with a vengeance. Akane slugged
Ranma reflexively. Immediately she regretted it and ran to his side.
"Ranma! Are you okay? I'm *so* sorry! Please forgive me!"
"Uhhhhhh...", Ranma groaned. Meanwhile, Ranko picked up the
delirious pig.
"Akane, I'll feed P-Chan. Take care of Cousin Ranma, please?
Ooo you're such a cute little pig!" Akane nodded distractedly, as
she tended to Ranma's wounds. Ranko left the couple and took the
unconscious piglet to the bathroom. She locked the door and cast a
spell of silence about the room to ensure privacy.
Pinching P-chan by the ears, Ranko splashed him with cold
water and slapped him to make him come about. Soon, he was growling
(to the best of a pig's ability) at what he perceived to be girl-type
Ranma. His eyes narrowed and flailed his little teeth and hooves
intending to do major damage. Yasha slapped him silly, pinching his
ears extra hard.
"Listen up, Pig Boy! Cousin Ranma doesn't like you. Do you
know what *that* means? It means that I'm not wild about you either!
So if you screw with him, then you're screwing with me!! Got it,
Ryouga?!?"
Ryouga was confused as to why Ranma would speak about himself
in third person... he couldn't quite- *<SPLASH!!>* Ranko threw the
pig into a hot bubble bath, allowing him to take his human form.
Normally Ryouga would be embarrassed to be nude in front of a female,
but Ranma was a different story... right now he was just pissed.
"Ranma... grrrrr... if I weren't afraid of Akane hearing me,
I'd rip you apart where you stand right-"
*<SLAP!>* Ranko slapped him across the face yet again.
"Haven't you been paying attention, Ryouga? I'M NOT RANMA!!"
"What the hell of a pathetic kind of trick is this?!? OF
COURSE YOU'RE RANMA, YOU ASSHOLE!!!"
"Damn you're *DENSE*! What do I need to do to get it through
your thick skull, huh? ... Okay, I've got it." Ranma began to strip.
"What do you think you're doing?!?" Although Ryouga was more
or less accustomed to Ranma-chan's naked body, occasionally he was
shamefully aroused by it... right now was one of those awkward
moments. It was always pure torture for him: after all, betraying
his true love, Akane, for his greatest enemy's body, a perverted
man-girl?!? He may be curse to become a pig... but at least he kept
his same gender!!!
Ranko briefly wondered if she should retain some modesty, but
decided as long as she was playing "bad cop" with Ryouga, she might
as well go all the way. Ranko bared herself completely before him,
and slowly stepped into the bathtub. Ryouga's eyes widened as Ranko
kneeled waist deep in the warm water without changing.
"How- ?"
Ranko cut him off by touching her lips in a sign of silence.
Ranko's green eyes flashed him a strange look as she reached for a
pail, beyond him, to dowse herself completely. This made her large
breasts sway infront of Ryouga as she reached behind him. After
soaking herself, she smiled slightly and undid her pigtail releasing
her volumeous hair.
Ryouga gulped as he realized that this probably wasn't a
trick... and if it was he didn't really care. For the first time in
his life he was getting aroused and remaining conscious to enjoy it.
He watched as Ranko rubbed her shampooed hair on her breasts giving
them an erotic glisten, all as she held him in the gaze of her green
eyes. Next, she lifted an shapely leg out of the bubbly broth and
began to lather up and down it's length... her flexibility aiding
greatly. Ryouga watched as she repeated the process for her other
leg. Then Ranko slowly got out and sat on the edge of the tub. Only
a small patch of white foam covered her... she pursed her lips and
blew it away. Spreading her legs slightly, Ranko began to clean
herself, showing Ryouga her innermost secrets. Then naturally, she
began to play with herself.
Ryouga thought he was going to die. The blood that rushed to
his head, threatened to explode out through his nose, yet somehow he
was able to keep this in check. Ryouga dared not breath and stood
statue still, fearing that the slightest sound or motion would stop
this crazy fantasy. He watched her massage her labia, rub and pinch
her clitoris, all with a seductive and erotic look upon her face.
Ryouga looked up occasionally to her but turned away ashamed when she
caught and held his gaze. But Ryouga couldn't tear his eyes away
from her hands. One which she masturbated with and the other which
squeezed a soapy breast through her palm. All that could be heard
was the slight lapping of water, Ranko's quiet but rasping breath,
the sloshing of her large breast in hand, and the squishing her other
hand was producing.
Ranko began to drive her fingers into herself with a steady
rhythm, her breath becoming shorter with each stroke. Ryouga found
himself stroking his erected shaft and recoiled in disgust. As he
was looking down, Ranko came hard. Letting out a yelp as her cum
plopped into the water. Catching her breath, she spread herself wide
and began to rub her inner thighs invitingly. Her green eyes told
Ryouga what she wanted. Ryouga twitched as he prepared to comply.
Rising out of the water he moved toward her to-
"HAHAHAH!!! Oh my-! Hah hah ha! You call that a-! Hee he!
I've seen babies with bigger-! Oh ho ho ho!! Ha ha!", Ranko broke
out into mad peals of laughter and insane giggling. Ryouga, now
extremely self conscious, colored violently and covered his manhood.
"You thought you were going to get somewhere with me... with
that puny thing? My my... and how do you ever hope to satisfy Akane
then, huh?", Ranko cruelly scorned. Ryouga was severely wounded but
remembering Akane was what hurt the most.
<She's right! I nearly- ... Oh the *SHAME*!! Akane, please
forgive me! But it wasn't my fault! It was this *BITCH*!!! She's
even less shameless than Ranma!!!> As his anger rose, so did his
state of arousal... his twisted mind then began to contrive a strange
revenge against Ranko. It would be hard to put into words how his
mind was working but as best as possible it went something to the
effect of this: <Bitch. Evil girl... Ranko. Made my thoughts unpure
and betray Akane. Laugh at me made me like this. I'll show her!
Must make myself pure for Akane... practice on this whore.>
Somehow, he justified the attempted rape of Ranko. Yasha
that knew all this was running through his mind. She, of course,
would, taking in consideration that she put it all there to torment
him. Ryouga, while deranged, would never overstep certain bounds...
but Yasha was making sure that it would be otherwise.
*<SLAP!>*
"How *DARE* you laugh at me, wench!", Ryouga growled after
slapping her across the face. Startled, Ranko fell backwards onto
the tile floor. Reflexively she closed her knees together but Ryouga
leapt upon her and pulled them apart.
"Why are you suddenly so shy? Don't you want me to fuck your
pretty pussy? Hm?", Ryouga smiled evily. He descended on her and
placed his face only centimeter from hers. Ryouga sneered as he
prepared to steal a kiss from her quivering lips.
"Don't-", the scared Ranko said timidly as she shut her eyes
tightly and squirmed between his arms.
"'*Don't*'? Don't *what*? Don't do this?" Ryouga forced a
kiss upon her. It wasn't much of a kiss as Ranko was biting her lip
and shaking with fear... it was more like Ryouga sucking her upper
lip. He began a similar sucking of her nose, eyes, and earlobes.
"'Don't', huh? Perhaps you meant this?" Ryouga reached down
and grasped both her large breast fondling with abandon. He tweaked
one nipple while tonguing the other then sucked both tits as he did
before with her face. Ranko couldn't help but to respond to the
stimuli applied to her mammaries. Her choked moaned escaped only to
encourage her attacker further.
"Or maybe you didn't want me to do *this*?" As he pulled his
hips back, preparing to thrust, Yasha returned his mind to its normal
state... adding a double dose of shame for good measure. Ryouga
recoiled and shocked by what he had nearly done. His whole body
began to break out in a sweat and shivered with a strange fear. Not
completely devoid of compassion, Yasha knew that the humiliation and
dishonor would be too much to bear for Ryouga so she made sure to add
a flag that would prevent him from committing suicide... if only to
prolong his suffering.
"W-w-what... What have I done?!?"
-=-=-
Funny things happen to people when struck upon the head with
heavy objects. Ranma had had such experience, believing he was a she
when he struck his head upon a rock. Just as a blow to the head can
jumble one's sanity, it can jostle back one's memory. Ranma woke
with a start.
"Yasha!" Akane was too surprised at his sudden awakening to
hear what he said. She was still holding a damp cloth to his temple
when he sat up suddenly. Unintentionally, Ranma pushed Akane aside
and began to get up.
"I've got to speak to Yasha!", Ranma said urgently.
"What? Who's Yasha? I'm sorry! Oh please lie down! You're
delirious!", Akane said with obvious worry and guilt. Ranma shook
his head.
"No, I've got to talk to that-"
"Please Ranma! We don't know a Yasha! What a silly name-"
"Yasha! Ranko! Hello?! Where are you?! Yasha!", called
Ranma as he began to storm around the Dojo.
"Ranma, what are you doing?!", Akane asked, scared.
"Hang on a second... where's Ryouga?"
"Ryouga?! We haven't seen him in weeks-"
"Dammit, I mean P-chan! Where's P-chan, Akane?"
"I don't know, I think Ranko was going to feed him-"
"No, no... that's not where she went. Akane please stay here
all right?", Ranma said hurriedly
"Ranma you're acting crazy! Please stop, you're scaring me!
I'm sorry I hit you!"
"*Stay* *here*!"
"NO! I worried about you! I'm going where ever you-" Ranma
cut her short by hitting a pressure point to make her freeze in place
like a statue. He hated to do it, but if what he suspected was right
he didn't want Akane to be messed up in it.
First there was the appearance of Happousai's perverted evil
twin, Hentosai. Then there was the Passion Fever Dust which made
Akane & her sisters a trio of horny girls. Next Kasumi made her own
version of the Dust and gave it to Miss Hinako, turning his sexy
English teacher into a nympho. Ukyou, too was affected by the dust
and joined the ranks of perversion. Finally, Kasumi had been turned
into this weird hentai demon thingy once because of the Dust... Now
a succubus was imitating a cousin of his that didn't even exist by
using his cursed girl-type form! How did his life ever get so messed
up?!? Sometimes, Ranma thought that some sick, perverted god was
scripting his life!!!
...
Somewhere else... Kasumi allowed herself a small smile.
...
Moving mostly on instinct, Ranma ran to the bathroom and
tested the door. Locked. Banging violently on the door, he got no
answer. Fearing the worst, Ranma kicked the door open.
Inside he was shocked at the provocative sight of Ryouga and
Ranko nude upon the bathroom floor, with Ryouga holding his head in
shame, all while Ranko's legs were still around him. When Ranko saw
Ranma enter she quickly slapped Ryouga and hid behind Ranma for
protection.
"Cousin Ranma! This *BRUTE* tried to force himself upon me!"
Ryouga looked more like a pitiful blob of used Kleenex than a brutish
sexual offender. Ranma turned around and glared at her.
"Don't you mean, *you* tried to force yourself upon *him*?"
"Wha- ? Cousin! How could you-", stuttered Ranko, shocked.
"That's enough, Yasha."
"Ranma, are you crazy? I'm Ranko!" The naked Ranko began to
back away from him in fear. Her act was so convincing that for a
second there Ranma doubted himself.
"Will you stop already!?!" Ranko backed up into a wall and
tried to escape but Ranma blocked the way with his arm. Tears came
from her eyes as she cowered in fear.
"C-cousin Ranma... w-what are you... is that the way it is?
I'll let you if you want to... I won't stop you.", Ranko said softly.
Ranma shook his head wildly.
"HEY! That's not what I- Yasha, dammit! Put Ryouga back to
normal and put on some clothes!!"
"What! You humiliate me like this and you don't even have
the courage to finish!"
"Dammit you don't get my meaning! I'm not here to r-ra-..."
"Rape."
"I'm not here to do *that*! Shimatta!!! Why are we even
discussing this?!?! You're getting me off track! Yasha, I remember
everything! Stop messing around, I know what you are!" Suddenly
Ranko's entire demeanor changed. Her tears ran dry, her lip stopped
quivering, and her posture straightened. In a clear and sardonic
voice she answered him.
"Guess it's not much use keeping this act up, huh?"
"Will you put on some clothes!?!" Yasha smiled and her eyes
glinted green as she made a dress for herself.
"Is this all right?"
"Just fine... we've got to talk-"
"One moment... this might take a while so let me set up a
little something first." Yasha's eyes shone brightly as she traced
her finger through the air in a perfect circle, leaving a trail of
light suspended in space. Then cupping her hands a small pinpoint of
green light floated from them and struck the center of the light
circle. A hole opened up through which Yasha went, dragging Ranma
along with her.
-=-=-
*<DING-DONG!>*
"I'll get it!", Kasumi called. Not expecting any visitors,
she was mildly surprised to see Hinako at the door.
"Miss Hinako! What a surprise!" Hinako looked away a moment
as if unsure if she belonged where she was, then cleared her throat
and continued somewhat nervously.
"Hello Kasumi. I turned down an invitation to dinner from
Ranma earlier today... but I reconsidered and decided to come after
all. I hope I'm not putting you in any inconvenience, Kasumi."
"Oh no, of course not! I'm sure Ranma will be glad to see
you. Come right in!", Kasumi smiled. Just as she shut the door a
second ring came from the doorbell.
"Hello? Oh Ukyou! We seem to be honored by many guests this
night!" A second nervous guest stood at the door bearing flowers
and okonomiyaki.
"Hi Kasumi, um- is Ranko- I-I mean Ranma around?"
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