[Episode 12852] [Episode 12852]“Oh, @#$%,” Ranma whispered as she felt her body beneath her clothes. She had some inkling as to what was going on; boning a half-dozen women just wasn’t on her normal to-do list. But now... now she was desperately wishing for some hot water.
Of course, that was assuming she really wanted to use it at the moment...
Tarou untied the pantyhose that served as his sash, and smiled. “You know, I was wrong about you, Ranma. I always thought you were such a fem-boy for the way you acted.” He leered at her as he removed his pants, revealing a familiar tent-structure in his boxers. “No... you’re just fem. And your my fem, now...”
Her mind tried to come up with something to say; problem was, her body was saying much more. Sure, her guy-half had gotten enough nookie to last a lifetime... but she hadn’t. And her body was wanting it yesterday. Her hands shook as she reached for her silk shirt; it felt so rough, so uncomfortable against her skin, especially her breasts... and why was she hot all of a sudden? Was this what it was like when women were really horny?
She looked at Tarou’s boxers, and got her answer right away.
He chuckled. “I was right, wasn’t I? You haven’t been splashed today... so your girly self is just aching for me.”
She wanted to run; her feet wouldn’t let her leave. Her eyes couldn’t even move; his groin got center-stage in her mind. Her hands unfastened the ties on her shirt; she let it fall to the floor, showing her dark, pointing nipples to the world. She thought it would make it better, but it only worsened the problem; every tease of the wind sent waves of pleasure through her, sending her further down the road to madness.
Then a voice came to her from deep inside, a voice without words, only feelings and ideas. This... this wasn’t madness. This was perfectly natural... perfectly normal... the fire between her legs needed attending to.
Tarou took advantage of her moment, and planted a kiss. She shuddered; she never thought such an embrace could feel so good! Mikado hadn’t been a hundredth of the kisser Tarou was... she almost fell to the tile as he let her go and took a step back.
“I only do it with real women, Ranma. If you want this... you’d better prove it.”
Ranma gulped. Slowly, she eased her pants down and kicked them away, then seductively eased her boxer shorts off of her hips.
That just added fuel to her fire. Now those maddening tickles of the wind covered *everything* - and being wet, sweaty, and/or lubricated in areas didn’t help matters. She showed incredible restraint in taking Tarou’s tunic off, then rubbed her face into his chest, reeling in the man-scent she found there.
“Now, now... fem-girl... you know what needs to happen...”
Ranma wasn’t hearing; a poke from Tarou’s waist brought her back in line. She kneeled down and eased Tarou’s boxers off of him, leaving his manhood exposed and ready.
She’d heard talk of size... she wasn’t sure what to make of it. From her view, it seemed enormous. It didn’t matter that she was probably larger; Tarou’s manhood seemed plenty large, especially from only a few inches away.
For a moment, she feared that she’d have to take it by mouth; she didn’t want it there... but oh, did she want it...
Sensing her indecision, he smiled. “No, there’s no need for that...” He backed away and laid down on the tile, manhood at full rise. “However... you are going to have to show me some... other talents women have...”
She needed no more prodding. She moved over him and prepared to mount, ready to impale herself on his rod.
She gasped as she felt his shaft enter her. My goodness... oh, did she need this! She moaned softly as she squirmed around on his love shaft, enjoying the feel of it... if she’d known it’d feel this good, she’d have given up on the fiancees months ago! After a moment’s resistance followed by a bombshell of pleasure and pain, she fully settled on his groin, taking almost all of himself within her.
To her surprise, Tarou rolled the two of them over, the warmth in her groin spread at the shifting of gravity. She groaned both in pleasure and frustration; it felt great, but she wanted more, dammit!
Tarou kissed her on the cheek, his manhood still in her, and whispered, “Are you a man or a woman?”
Needless to say, Ranma wasn’t thinking straight. She didn’t even try to defend her manhood. “W... Woman.”
He thrust into her as she spoke; her eyes rolled over at the rough treatment. “Say it again,” he spat.
“Wom-”(thrust).
“Again.”
She moaned. “Woma-” (thrust).
He sneered at her. “Everytime I thrust, I want you to say it. Say who you are; say the fem you’ve become. Otherwise...”
She needed no more instruction. With each word came more pleasure; it was speading all over now, tingling every part of her, like a bomb inside her about to go off. She moaned it, whispered it, pleaded it, yearned for it -
- and ultimately screamed it. The orgasm was like a shock of electricity going through her body; she arched her back, wanting as much of him as possible as every muscle in her body contracted. She dimly felt something like fire pump into her as she screamed; Tarou moaned, his eyes rolled back as he shot his seed into her.
After a moment, he struggled to meet her face. She could feel his manhood retreating from her insides, and his consciousness similarly fading. “Say it...” he moaned.
“Woman...” she whispered softly to him as he fell to sleep. She needed no more prodding... but she was wanting it...
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