Master PC for Idiots: A pair of perverts (LEMON) [Episode 127034]

by The Major

"Let's start off by trying out a Jusenkyou curse", Hiroshi said in a overly jovial fashion, "It would take too long to set up a date tonight and the revenge is something we want to do at school. So we can get into the Jusenkyou stuff now, and start on the other options in the morning."

Daisuke grimaced at Hiroshi's statement, but made no move to intervene as the other boy started typing on the PC. After a few minutes Hiroshi stopped typing and turned around with a smile on his face and pointed to just behind Daisuke.

"There you go. Two flasks of Jusenkyou 'spring of drowned girl' water. One each", Hiroshi smiled at the flasks for a second, then looked thoughtful, "Let me grab a couple of towels before you use the water Dai, let's not soak my room more than we have to", suiting actions to words, Hiroshi left the room and headed to grab some towels. Daisuke sat still and stared at the two flasks, wondering if this was such a good idea.

Hiroshi returned far quicker than Daisuke really wanted. Laying out a towel on the floor and tossing some others onto his bed, Hiroshi glanced up at Daisuke and laughed at the nervous look on the others face. Sitting with crossed legs on the towel, Hiroshi reached over and picked up a flask, unscrewing the lid he tipped over his... her... head. Daisuke stared at the girl sitting on the towel, he hadn't really expected it to work, heck, he hadn't expected Hiroshi to go through with it.

"Feels a little strange", announced Hiroshi in a sweet, feminine, voice, "but nothing to really worry about. The biggest discomfort is this wet shirt. So lets deal with that...", suiting her actions to her words the girl with shoulder length hair of forest green pulled off the shirt and under-shirt she was wearing as she rose to her feet. As the sodden clothes were tossed to one side, Hiroshi-chan eyed the bug-eyed way Daisuke was staring at her bare chest and giggled. Picking up one of the spare towels, Hiroshi dried herself, then pulled the still staring Daisuke over to the damp towel on the floor, easily pushing the distracted boy to his knees and placing the other flask of Jusenkyou water in his hands.

"Your turn Dai", the green-haired girl announced, "pour it on yourself. I want to see if your rack turns out to be as distracting as my set", Daisuke swallowed and dragged his eyes from Hiroshi's bare breasts to her eyes and noticed what he thought were sparks of anger dancing there. Held by the eyes Daisuke took a deep breath, then tipped the flask over him... herself. It was different from earlier, she realised, it didn't feel anything like as bad as when the PC had turned him into that gaijin blonde. And Hiroshi was right, the wet shirt was really uncomfortable... she should have taken it off when she was still a boy. Still, that was easily fixed. Daisuke rose to her feet and pulled off her wet shirt and tossed it on top of the pile Hiroshi had started up.

"Very nice", commented Hiroshi, "you look like you've got a better pair than I have."


The two transformed boys stared at one another, both were now unashamedly gawking at the assets on display by the other. Daisuke had the larger set of breasts, and her now pink hair fell to her shoulders, on the other hand Daisuke thought Hiroshi had the cutest face and her breasts, if small, were delightfully perky and well shaped whereas Daisuke already had some insight into why girls normally wore bra's, leading the newly transformed boy to wonder how Onna-Ranma managed to get by, since her breasts were on a par with Daisuke's. Daisuke suddenly forgot Ranma and focussed on Hiroshi as the girl next to her began fondling her own breasts and letting out short gasps and moans.

"Ohhh... Goooodddd...", the soft cry came from Hiroshi, "these tits are so sensitive. It feels so good to touch them like this. I can't believe that Ranma never did this, that bastard must have been lying when we asked him to descibe what tit's felt like for a girl". Daisuke licked her lips and reached up to start feeling herself up, hesitant at first, Daisuke was soon as in full agreement with Hiroshi, it felt great, surely there was no way Ranma has passed these feelings up. For long minutes the two sat angled on the edge of Hiroshi's bed, fondling themselves and watching the other attractive teen girl in the room play with herself.

The room was silent save for muted gasps and moans as the pair fondled themselves, Daisuke shook her head in mild wonderment, she would never have done anything like this as a boy, giving her..., no, himself hand jobs required privacy, but with Hiroshi's example, it was so easy to touch, caress, poke and squeeze these oh so nice mounds on her chest, and having an audience only made it better. Particularly since the audience was putting on such an interesting show of her own. Taking advantage of her larger mounds, Daisuke pushed her tits up and bent her head forward, managing to bring her nipples to her mouth and the feeling that flowed from her gentle efforts at sucking caused the former boy to throw her head back and let out a loud moan as her body wiggled enticingly without input from her mind.

"You need to get another towel Dai-chan", Hiroshi huskily stated, "You've got a big wet patch starting to appear between your legs... hell... I think I need one as well, I'm, I'm hot down there", taking the lead again, Hiroshi stood up and dragged a spare towel to where she was sitting, folded it, then hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her pants and pulled them down and stepped out of her pants and boxers. For a moment Daisuke just gazed at the female treasure thus exposed, then silently stood up and emulated her friend. As Daisuke tossed aside her pants and boxers, she straigtened up and caught the towel Hiroshi threw to her. Hiroshi sat back down and returned her hands to her tit's, only one began rapidly drifting downwards, watched with a sort of awful fascination by Daisuke as the fingers reached for the bush of green hair and points beyond. It came as a surprise when a touch on her own sensitive nether region made Daisuke realise that she was doing exactly the same thing.

Once their fingers reached that point, neither girl had the smallest interest in stopping and both lost sight of the other as they fell back on the bed and plunged their fingers madly into their newly obtained femininity, intent on their own pleasure and release. Being young, healthy and horny it didn't take long before two voices gave vent to squeals of ectasy as two boys exerienced their first release as girls.


The pair lay awkwardly on the bed, not quite touching, Daisuke was blushing furiously as she thought about what she had just done, then felt movement from Hiroshi's direction, tilting her head slightly Daisuke watched as Hiroshi stood and stretched, doing interesting and sexy things to the new minted girls figure. Turning slightly, Hiroshi smiled down at Daisuke.

"Thanks Dai-chan", she said softly, "what we did there, the touching and watching, it's sort of been a fantasy of mine since I realised from Ranma that you could change your gender. And it was even better than I ever imagined. So different from being a boy... I... I like being a boy, I've, ah..., done the 'touching' as a guy and it was great, but so different, so different... the way I feel now... I think I want to keep the curse, it'd be like cutting one hand off to be a full-time boy... or a full-time girl."

"I know how you feel 'Roshi", Daisuke answered, "It was wonderful. It'd be awful to never feel it again, though I think I could live with just being a guy. After all, all the magazines say sex is even better with a partner whether you're a boy or girl."

"Yeeessss....", came a slow, husky, response, "All the magazines DO agree on that don't they... and it occurs to me that as a boy I'd normally sleep off a session like that, but as a girl I'm feeling like more", a devilish glint appeared in Hiroshi's eye and the green-haired girls tongue was sensuously licking her lips as she stared down at Daisuke, "How about you Dai-chan? You feel like more?"

Daisuke stared back at the girl that was her best (male) buddy and tried to decide just how perverted she was willing to be.

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(Posted Sun, 12 Dec 2004 09:08)


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