[Episode 69105] [Episode 69105]"I am like feeling so confussed," muttered a totally-confussed redhead-cheerleader teifling. She was sore too, having stretched muscles she never knew existed in ways she never imagined except in her darkest nightmares. But... it felt nice too. Well, except for the weird urges to break out into cheers and... stuff.
"You and me both, Ranma honey," agreed the elfine male walking beside her. He was, however, feeling pretty damn relaxed after getting his rocks off. "That wasn't anything like I imagined our first time."
"No but... maybe we could like do it again sometime," Ranma suggested with a wicked gleam in her eyes. "I know it's so wrong but I like totally can't help myself. It feels so right!"
Ukyo felt his loins stirring again at the thought. "Sure thing, Ranma Honey," he grinned eagerly, then adjusted his crotch. "Just let me... gawd, how do you cope with this thing swelling up all the time?"
"Un... I er...," Ranma muttered, then licked her bloodberry-red lips her wicked impulses took control. She didn't know where this wild side was coming from, but she liked it. "Here, like let me help you with that. I totally know just what to do."
"Not in the middle of the street!" Ukyo protested shrilly.
"What?" Ranma asked as she leaned in close to hide the way her hand slipped into Ukyo's pants. "Have you gone all shy all of a sudden Mr. Do-Me-Right-On-The-Table?"
"Th... that was different," Ukyo protested with a blush. "I... We were ... that was... Argh! Don't embarass me like this, you naughty girl!"
Ranma said nothing as she sailed off into an alley curtesy of a hefty spatula slap.
"Oh, no!" Ukyo exclaimed when he realised what he'd done. "Damit, Ranma! Are you alright? Ranma? Where are you?"
Darkness suddenly enveloped the alley and Ukyo felt a pair of clawed hands grasp his buttocks, and a pair of flesh orbs press into his chest.
"There, now, we're like nice and private, Mr. Spock," Ranma breathed heavily into Ukyo's ear. "Now, let me totally take care of that hard on for ya."
"Ranma? I... you... oh, gawd! Where did... you... ah... learn to ... do ...that?"
"Dunno..." Ranma gasped, "I... just do... can't talk... sucking..."
"That feels... oh... gawd... no wonder guys want... this... ohhh.......ahree...."
"Ptht! Boyfriend, you have no control whatevah," Ranma smirked as she licked her lips clean.
"Hey, I'm new to this," Ukyo protested. "Besides, it didn't take much to get you off in the cafe, Missy."
"Good thing too," Ranma smirked. "You totally need practice, like, a lot. Anyways, like come on, let's go pick Akane up!"
"What?" Ukyo gasped as they emerged from the shadows. "After what we just did, you still want to... Ranma you idiot?"
"Hey!" Ranma protested as she dodged the elf's swipe. "Like, we totaly can't just leave her there. Besides, I've a suspicion she's been changed too."
"Oh, really, what makes you say that?" Ukyo asked as a strange image flashed into her mind. Now that Ranma was his, Akane wasn't a rival but... maybe a conquest? The thought made her new parts twitch, even after Ranma's treatment, and Ukyo flushed with embarasment. What kind of pervert was he turning into?
"Dunno... maybe because she's like getting a makeover at a pet store called Furries 4 U or something," Ranma suggested. "I totally didn't think much of it at the time, but like..." She shrugged and rubbed a horn. "Anyways, it seems that there's a lot of this going around, totally."
"You think?" Ukyo asked drily as she eyed the centaur walking up to them.
"Ranma? Is that you?"
"Yeah, ah, hi, Hiroshi," the tiefling nodded shyly as she looked up at him. And up. Mmm, was the horserear looking ever so tall and muscular from her vantage point. "I like had a devils' food cake and a cheerleader split at a magic cafe, or somethin'. What about you, big greek god, you?"
"I, uh, bought a pair of running shoes at a sports centaur," Hiroshi flustered under Ranma's frank appraisement. "But I can't seem to get them off or find the store."
"Hmmm... let me, like, see..."
"Ranma," Ukyo growled as Ranma bent to examine the wrong end of Hiroshi's leg. "That is not his foot!"
"I dunno 'bout that," Ranma licked her lips, "looks like a good foot or two to me. Like, totally."
Hiroshi shifted his hide quarters uncomfortably and asked Ukyo. "Uh, you sure she... he's alright?"
"I'm fine!" Ranma protested and possed. "Don't I like look good to ya? Uh, like, maybe I have put on a few pounds. Does my tummy look fat to you?"
"Erk, it's fine," Ukyo stammered as she remembered the oven fresh buns. "Don't worry about it. Ah... we better go pick Akane up!"
"'kay!" Ranma said brightly, then turned her subtle innuendo on Hiroshi. "Wanna cum, Stud? Maybe we can like make a foursome?"
"Ranma, I'm sure Hiroshi doesn't want to come to a petstore with us," Ukyo protested and cast a meaningful glare at the centaur, and weren't his elvish eyes ever so green.
"Actually," Hiroshi said, "maybe I could use a few things. My coat's a bit... wait, Akane's at a petstore? Why do I have a bad feeling about that?"
"Hey, it's like totally okay, I'm sure," Ranma protested. "She's like getting a makeover to cure a curse."
"At a petstore?" Hiroshi demanded, "oh, this I have got to see."
(Posted Sat, 20 Sep 2003 18:05)
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