[Episode 128039] [Episode 128039]Akane dragged herself to wakefulness; she could feel the hard wood of the dojo floor pressing against her Bones and feel heat escaping from her bare back, even the warm, sensuous and naked girl in her arms didn't adequately counterbalance the discomfort this was causing her. Akane snapped to full alertness as she abruptly realized that she shouldn't have a naked girl in her arms, forcing herself to a sitting position, Akane stared at Ranma, for an instant Akane wondered what was going on then the memories hit her and a wave of shock took her. She had done *THAT*, to Ranma and she *HAD* liked it, had loved it, she had taken her own worst nightmare and done it to Ranma. Tears started to flow from her eyes and her body shook with sobs. Why, why had she done it?
Ranma had been awake for a little while, lying on top of Akane and enjoying the feel of their naked bodies pressing against one another even as she faced her own demons and tried to understand what had happened. Akane had grabbed her, had stripped her and taken her but Akane wasn't that good. Akane was strong and skilled, but not to the same level Ranma was, looking back, Ranma could think of a number of ways she could have tossed the Tendo girl on her butt... but she hadn't used any of them. She had thrashed around like she really was a helpless girl, without thinking about it she had only used counters she *KNEW* wouldn't stop Akane. For some reason her own reflexes had betrayed her, kept her helpless while Akane ravished her and reduced her to a mewling girl begging for more of the wonderful sensation... Akane's move to a sitting position broke Ranma's train of thought and when Ranma heard and felt the sobs from the girl? boy? male? holding her, she opened her eyes and looked up at the one who had taken her virginity.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me", Akane couldn't stop herself crying as the self-loathing washed over her. She held Ranma loosely in her arms and begged and cried at the ruin of everything that the two of them might have had. Ranma had helped her, had saved her, many times and now she had just thrown all that away, had sacrificed her love for a stolen moment of lust and pleasure.
"Forgive YOU!", screamed Ranma as unfamiliar emotions surged through the part-time girl, "You pushed me down! You put that thing in me! You made it feel so good that I couldn't help myself!", suddenly Ranma went limp, her energy seemly gone as a aura of depression surrounded her, and she slumped aginst Akane, "You made it feel so good", she whispered, "Why didn't I stop you? I can think of half a dozen ways I could have tossed you on your ass when you pushed me down. Why didn't I stop you?"
"Sorry, I'm so sorry...", Akane ground out between stifled sobs, wanting to comfort the girl leaning listlessly against but knowing that her touch was the last thing Ranma would want, "Beat me up, hit me, do want you want to me. Just ask and I'll commit seppuku... I can't make it up, I can't make it better, let me die, let me take the shame to my grave... Let me at..."
"NO!", shouted Ranma as she pulled back to glare into Akane's eyes, "You made me a girl! You made me beg for your stupid cock! YOU MADE ME LIKE IT! You can't die, you can't leave me!", reaching out in mid-tirade, Ranma slid her small hand between Akane's legs and took a firm yet caressing grip on Akane's male extra, "I still want this", tears began to form in Ranma's eyes and her voice wavered, "I *WANT* it. And that makes me a girl...", Ranma's voice broke and the red-head once more slumped forward against Akane, tears in her eyes and sobs heaving from her chest. And her hand stroking and squeezing the object of desire and hatred between Akane's legs.
"It's OK Ranma", gasped out Akane as Ranma's hand caused her male organ to swell and harden while the second hand pleasure caused feminine honey to flow from the slit beneath the new cock. Shame, pleasure and guilt warring for control of her, "I won't leave you. So long as you want me, I'm yours. I... I'll be the ultimate tomboy for you. I... I'll give you what you want". Leaning forward, Akane hesitantly kissed the girl in her arms.
Ranma didn't stop crying, but she returned the kiss, her sudden ferocity a marked contrast to Akane's
hesitancy. Pushing herself forward Ranma let go of Akane's cock and used both hands to support herself as she
positioned her womanhood over Akane's maleness. Taking a deep breath, Ranma blushed and whispered:
"Take me Akane, make it feel so good that I stop caring about being a girl. Make it feel so good that I stop
crying from the shame of what I want."
For a moment Akane's own guilt and shame made her wonder, should she do this? Was this the right way to deal with things? Then Ranma lowered herself and her red-furred treasure brushed against Akane's now rock-hard cock. Akane responded instinctively, gripping the red-heads hips and pulling her onto Akane's waiting and leaking one-eyed monk. As it turned out, Ranma was also 'leaking' and Akane slid smoothly into the red-heads eager cunt. Both teenagers gasped in pleasure, squirming around a little Akane managed to lie on her back, underneath a kneeling Ranma, and used her hands to guide Ranma up and down while letting the red-head set the pace and depth of their second coupling. Once she was sure that Ranma wouldn't stop, Akane let her hands slide from Ranma's hips to the red-heads ample breasts and began to fondle and massage them in time with the red-heads bouncing hips.
Ranma could feel herself blushing uncontrollably as she bounced on top of Akane, feeling the cock beneath her move in and out and wring moans and gasps of pleasure from the molten heat between her legs. The pressure Akane applied to her breasts took her by surprise, but only added to her pleasure, spurring on her wanton bouncing as she tried to jam Akane's cock ever further into her own womanhood, at the same time Ranma let a hand drift down to Akane's womanhood and slid a finger into the wet opening. This time Akane wasn't forcing her, this time Ranma was on top and controlling how their mutual pleasure flowed, this time there was no doubt, Ranma was choosing to be a girl. Tears fell from Ranma's eyes, but whether they were from shame or pleasure, from what she was giving up or for what she was gaining, Ranma couldn't say.
Akane knew that Ranma should have killed her, should have hauled out a mallet and turned her into a pancake, should have done any number of things that were horrifically painful for Akane. She hadn't, she had simply demanded that Akane not leave her, that Akane keep on acting the tomboy and pervert she had shown herself to be, that Akane embrace the part of herself that she had always hated and denied. Tears began to flow from Akane's eyes even as she flexed her hips and pumped in and out of the red-head, her own gasps of ecstasy escaping her lips as she felt Ranma slide a finger into her pussy even as Ranma's treasure squeezed and pulled at her male 'weapon', the 'weapon' she was coming to love and loathe.
"Oh my", said Kasumi's voice from the doorway, "You're at it again? Don't you want any lunch?"
Akane froze in mid stroke and felt her new maleness shrivel up in dismay as she looked up in horror to see Kasumi standing in the doorway. As her brain took in the sight of Kasumi clad in an apron and a thin sundress with no panties beneath it, as Akane could plainly see from her position lying on the floor. Akane froze up even further, her mind going into gridlock.
"Gah!", screeched Ranma, "And it was just getting good!", twisting her head, Ranma looked over at Kasumi, "Couldn't you have left it for a few min...", Ranma's voice trailed off as her mind began to process what Kasumi was now seeing, at what she had just been caught doing.
"Onee-chan", stammered a hesitant Akane, "Please, please don't tell Daddy or Uncle Genma about this... I... We... need to get used to this. We didn't mean to do this it... just sort of happened". As she finished the sentence, Akane twisted her head from side to side, looking for the clothes she had ripped off in her initial surge of lust. Oddly enough the only clothes Akane could see in the dojo were the ones Kasumi was wearing.
"Absolutely", agreed Ranma frantically, "I don't know why I let the tomboy have me, I don't know why I like being a girl, but please... I... we really don't need Oyaji or your dad to hear about it. And please, please, please don't tell my mum."
"Don't worry", Kasumi said with a smile, "So long as Akane-kun takes responsibility for any consequences I don't see any need to bother telling our fathers or your mother. I came in a little earlier, but you two looked so cute together, I just took your clothes and put them in the laundry, I didn't call anyone then, and I won't say anything now. Hmmm... and I have been feeling a little, ah, naughty myself. I went into see Tatewaki-kun, earlier and she went to sleep after I... ah... helped her relax... but no need to talk about that. I'm sure Tatewaki won't cause trouble for me, and I won't cause trouble for you two. Now, come in for lunch the pair of you. And wash your faces first, your eyes are all red and your faces, well. You can go and 'play' in Akane's room when you're finished. It'll be lots more comfortable there than in here anyway."
Ranma and Akane disentangled themselves, exchanging worried glances as they did. This simply did not fit the Kasumi they knew. The two naked 16 year olds hesitantly followed Kasumi back to the house, as they did so Akane found her eyes drifting to Kasumi's sexy, swaying butt - outlined and accentuated by the thin and rather tight sundress and despite the tension and embarrassment, Akane felt her male member once more rise to a challenge.
"Hey Tomboy!", burst out Ranma when she realized where Akane was looking and the reaction the view was causing, "That's your sisters ass you're getting hard over. Have you no shame!"
"Oh... you like me Akane-kun?", queried Kasumi as she heard Ranma's outburst, turning around with a smile on her face, Kasumi reached out and took Ranma's hand, "Don't worry Ranma-chan, you walk with me and I'm sure Akane will look at your ass rather than mine."
Ranma denied she cared about where Akane looked and claimed that Akane could look at any ass she wanted. However when Kasumi pulled her forward, Onna-Ranma swiftly fell into step alongside the oldest Tendo and cheered up considerably when semi-covert glances showed that Akane was apparently unable to remove her gaze from the red-head's rear. Ranma tried to put some extra 'oomph' into her hip movements anyway, there was no reason to let Akane's eyes wander, the tomboy had to learn that Ranma wasn't going to let her get away.
In the house Kasumi served lunch, brushing aside half-hearted comments from Ranma and Akane about finding
clothes and 2 naked teenagers found themselves sitting down to eat with a girl wearing a thin and tight dress
that Akane soon realized lacked any sort of underwear. The meal passed quickly and in relative silence, all
present seemed perfectly content to look lustfully at one another in between eating. The realization that she
was checking out Kasumi's tit's and wondering if they would taste and feel as good as Ranma's did, came as a
sudden shock to Akane. Swallowing nervously the youngest Tendo decided that they couldn't stay here. Focusing
on finishing off her food and escaping, Akane stood as soon as she could, and grabbed Ranma the next time the
red-head finished polishing off a plate. Lifting Ranma in a bridal carry and getting what sounded like a happy
squeal from the girl in response, Akane bowed slightly towards Kasumi, forgetting until too late that this gave
Kasumi a very good view of Akane's new and erect maleness. Blushing furiously, Akane stammered out:
"Ranma and I will be in my room. We'll come out when we've finished... 'playing'. Please don't, ah...,
disturb us again."
Kasumi sighed as she watched Akane carry a nervous, yet happy, looking Onna-Ranma upstairs. The older sister had found herself wondering about Akane's new addition, and Ranma's expansive chest, during lunch and had been starting to hope for a chance to examine them closely. Akane was really being a bit selfish locking Ranma and herself away... ah well... at least those two seemed to have gotten past their intimacy problems. Hmmm... a few minutes to clean up lunch, then she could go check on Konatsu-chan and Tatewaki-chan, perhaps one of them would need some more 'help' relaxing, if not, well in that case Kasumi thought that she'd just have to please herself.
The sound of the doorbell woke Akane, her first thought was that waking with Ranma in her arms was much nicer in a real bed, the second was that she hoped Kasumi put something on before she answered the doorbell. Suddenly alert, Akane disentangled herself from Ranma and grabbed a robe, pulling it on Akane headed down the stairs and peeked at the entrance way as she got close enough. Akane recognized Hiroshi and Daisuke at the doorway and wondered what brought them here, and decided that they didn't need to leer at Kasumi-Oneechan quite so much.
"Ahhh...", stammered out Hiroshi, his eye fixed on Kasumi's cloth covered breasts, the thin cloth clinging to the sensuous curves, showing clearly that Kasumi did not have a bra on, and outlined them in such a way that they seemed even more naked than they would have completely bare to view. Swallowing deeply Hiroshi dragged his mind back to his mission, "Ah, here. We brought Ranma and Akane's homework. And the girls, Yuka and Sayuri, want to know if they will be in tomorrow or if they're really sick...". His mission discharged Hiroshi let his eye's gravitate back to Kasumi's chest.
"I think Ranma and Akane will be OK tomorrow", returned Kasumi with a bright smile, "It was really just a precaution because Konatsu-chan and Tatewaki-chan seemed to be infectious. But Ranma and Akane have been lively all day and if there's no sign of problems by tomorrow morning, I expect that they will be at school as normal", reaching out Kasumi took the papers Hiroshi was holding loosely, "and thank you for the homework, I'll see that Ranma and Akane get it."
Konatsu AND Kunou were here? Hiroshi froze in place and started to panic, this wasn't supposed to happen,
this wasn't in any of his plans. Had Ranma found out about the MasterPC? Was a vengeful martial artist coming
for him even now? He had to be subtle, had to ask without letting Kasumi know anything was wrong. He started
to speak:
"Anoo... Kasumi-san, what's up with Konatsu-san and Kunou-sempai? Why are they here?"
"Who cares", stated Daisuke loudly as he grabbed Hiroshi's shoulder and squeezed hard, "Konatsu-kun is Kuonji-san's problem and if Kunou-sempai is here, then he isn't making life miserable for everyone at school. Kasumi-san, should we let Kuonji-san know that Konatsu is here? And I wish Kunou-sempai the joy of many more days in your wonderful care."
"Ah...", replied Kasumi as she licked her lips, distracted at the thought of having to 'care' for Tatewaki for several more days, "I think Ranma was going to speak to Ukyou-san and I'll make sure Tatewaki-chan is completely cured before I let her go back to school."
"Bye then", said Daisuke with a wave as he half dragged Hiroshi towards the exit, "We'll look forward to seeing Ranma and Akane tomorrow". Moving at a steady pace, Daisuke had Hiroshi out in the street and the pair were soon on their way.
As the visitors left, the younger Tendo stepped out of hiding and Kasumi handed her the homework the boys
had brought. Whistling cheerfully, Kasumi headed for the kitchen, as she was about to go out of Akane's sight,
she turned:
"Akane-chan, Tatewaki-chan is pining a little you know, no matter how I take care of her needs, she just keeps
asking after her 'fierce Tigress' and 'Osage no Onna'. You and Ranma should help your friend at least a little
bit. The mere sight of the two of you seems to cheer her up."
Akane stared wordlessly at Kasumi for a second, then fled upstairs with the homework.
"What were you thinking 'Roshi-chan?", complained Daisuke, "There's nothing to connect us to Konatsu and Kunou *UNLESS* we do something silly. You were almost panicking back there, for a second I thought you were going to blurt out that you were sorry or something."
"I...", Hiroshi slumped, "I was distracted. Kasumi-chan was waving those beautiful tits in my face then she sprang the Konatsu and Kunou thing on me. I couldn't think clearly, for some reason I was afraid the whole situation was a trap for us."
"Mmmm...", agreed Daisuke, "They were beautiful tits. Do you think we could get Yuka and Sayuri to wear dresses like that for our date? That would make the whole thing worth while even if those two aren't as developed as Kasumi. And don't worry about traps. Not Ranma's style, if he thinks we're involved he'll come running to beat the answers out of us."
"True enough, Ranma does favor the direct approach", answered Hiroshi, "And I don't think I'd want Yuka to wear a dress like that on a date. At home or alone with me, oh yeah! But not in public."
"Hiroshi my man", declared Daisuke, "You are too restrained for your own good."
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