Master's Way, Pranks and Perversions: Getting That Annoying Tickle Scratched. (LIME) [Episode 159053]

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Akane stamped home, furiously. Shampoo had gotten the drop on her, surprising Akane from behind and using a modified version of the skills from the memory-erasing shampoo, ran her fingers up and down Akane's sides until she was helpless with mirth.

Akane refused to admit defeat. Shampoo had removed both of her shoes and socks, asking her to admit she had lost after each item was removed. It was only when Shampoo had opened the first button of Akane's blouse that Akane finally gave in.

The boys who were watching groaned first in disappointment, and then in pain as the girls who were watching expressed their opinions of the boys’ maturity by using whatever blunt items were at hand.

Akane was smashing things in the dojo and griping about the unfairness of Shampoo's surprise attack, Shampoo's methods, and her life in general. Ranma ignored Akane's "What the hell do you want?"

"I know a method ta protect against getting tickled. I learned it years ago." Ranma lied. Almost everything he knew about shiatsu came from his book, "The Master's Way," but he saw no reason to allow Akane to know that. "If ya want, I can help you."

"Show Me!"

"It's a few shiatsu points. It protects ya for 24 hours from reacting ta tickling. The good side is that none of the points are in embarrassing places, down side is it's a real pain ta try and do it to yourself. I could do it to ya tonight or tomorrow morning."

"Are you sure none of the points are perverse? I remember Happosai's cure for Hinako, thank you very much."

"Positive. But we'd better have Kasumi watching or our parents will start spouting rubbish. If she's watching they won’t make up garbage about us going off ta fondle in private. You know they're bound ta interrupt if we were alone in a room and touching each other."

"They would, wouldn't they?"

"And ya should wear shorts and no socks 'cause some of the points are on your lower thighs and feet."

"This better work. We'll do it after dinner when Kasumi's free."


Later that evening, Ranma joined Akane and Kasumi in Akane's room with obvious reluctance. Akane was barefoot and dressed in a light top and shorts while sitting on her bed. Kasumi was sitting in Akane's desk chair. "What's wrong, Ranma?"

"I just remembered a side effect of the technique that only affects women. It's not bad, but it is really embarrassing. I forgot all about it because I've only ever used it on myself, and always when I was a guy. No one's tried ta tickle me since I got cursed."

"Well, tell us what it is so I can decide if I still want it or not!"

"According to the instructions, while the technique is active, it makes it harder for a woman..." Suddenly Ranma's voice dropped to almost a whisper, just loud enough for them to hear him, "to orgasm."

"Oh my."

"So what? I'm not a pervert! It only lasts a day, right?"

"Yeah, and I can reverse it too. I just thought it was wrong ta do it without explaining."

"Well then, let's get it over with!"

"Lie on your stomach."

True to Ranma's word, none of the points were in embarrassing places. He didn’t have to remove her shirt for the points on her sides or her back, and the points on her legs were far enough down to avoid comment. It was only the manipulation of her feet that struck her as odd, but not bad enough to ask him to stop.

However Ranma had lied about the shiatsu he was performing. He was actually performing two separate shiatsu techniques on Akane, both of which were to last a day. The second technique actually made orgasming for a female impossible, not just difficult. The first technique did make the recipient non-ticklish, but it did it through making being tickled pleasurable and mildly arousing.

It was designed to help people who were excessively ticklish. Nothing can spoil an intimate moment like laughter at the wrong moment. There are a few women who, when their breasts for example are touched, find it ticklish rather than arousing unless they're already highly aroused. The shiatsu point was designed to reverse this effect.

"Can I offer ya some advice Akane?"

"What?"

"When Shampoo tickles ya, smile and giggle so that she thinks her tickling works, otherwise she might switch ta some new method to make you laugh that you're not protected from. If she thinks it's just working poorly she'll keep trying to tickle you without getting anywhere."

"Right! Tomorrow it'll be Shampoo helpless with laughter begging me to stop!"


The next morning, while Genma was asking Kasumi about the feasibility of sewing a breakaway panel secured by Velcro in the front of his gi pants, Akane showed up to breakfast properly attired for school.

Ranma grinned to himself because he knew for a fact that Akane shouted inappropriately the day before, so Akane must be missing some article of clothes. It might have been an optional item, or it was her underwear. With her school jacket over her blouse there was no indication whether or not she was wearing a bra.

Nabiki jumped at the chance to arrange a public match between the two ticklers. Between bets, and milking Kuno's fantasies about Akane, she should make a bundle. And if somehow she planted the image of a nude female Ranma and Akane tickling each other while awaiting Kuno in his bedroom, well, they could deal with Kuno.

Luckily for Akane, no one noticed her lack of panties until her gym class, which this day fell in the morning. Akane gave Yuka a brief non-explanation while blushing like a tomato and practically leapt into her pair of bloomers.

Her arousal had been growing unexplainedly all morning. Throughout the gym class she was unable to forget her lack of panties, or ignore the feeling of the rougher fabric against her skin.

Unfortunately, even though she had realized she was missing some clothing, she was unable to put on a replacement pair. All through Gym class her arousal slowly grew, helped by the regular reminders of the rougher cloth against her crotch, and the rhythmic sensations as she jogged around the track.

After class, she continued to wear her bloomers under her skirt, but as they weren't proper underwear, the sensations continued.

When lunch time arrived, Akane sprinted for home. While she had time to finally put on a pair of panties, she didn't have time to deal with minor problems like food or horniness. Still, Akane made it back to class just under the bell, and sank into her chair with a sense of relief. Things wouldn't get worse, and she no longer ran the risk of being publicly embarrassed for the rest of the day.

That afternoon, Akane faced off against Shampoo across the school soccer field.

From the start of the battle it was obvious that Shampoo was the better at close grappling. She was a bit stronger and faster which meant Shampoo could force Akane into positions where she had much less chance for retaliation.

As Akane was pretending to be ticklish, Shampoo had no reason to deviate from her preplanned programmed attack strategy. Akane was doing better this battle since she wasn't surprised from ambush and she didn't flinch away from Shampoo's questing fingers, but her skills as a martial artist were sufficiently below Shampoo's that she was still outmatched.

Unfortunately she had entered the battle horney, and Shampoo's tickles were causing Akane a distressing amount of inappropriate pleasure. Her training taught her how to fight through pain, but not pleasure. Luckily her pride prevented her from giving in, especially as they were in public. It also helped that Akane didn't find Shampoo at all sexually appealing, merely the sensations she was causing.

Pride prevented her from ending the match by admitting defeat. So when Akane refused to give in, Shampoo removed her left shoe and chucked it away.

Akane persevered through the loss of her other shoe, and then each of her socks, and finally her uniform's jacket. It wasn't until she heard Shampoo mumble, "How does skirt open?" that Akane finally admitted defeat.

The assembled audience of mostly boys groaned as the stripping of their favorite sexual fantasy finished. As the crowd dispersed, Akane quickly reattached her lost garments and fled.

Now all Akane had to do was to take a long walk with Ranma back home while ignoring the fact that she was strung taught as a violin string. Worse still, she had to walk slowly, and pretend nothing was wrong. And only after that torture ended could she change into shorts, and under Kasumi's protective gaze, Ranma would run his hands over her to remove his shiatsu.

Then after the manipulation of that boy, she'd wait until she could unobtrusively hide away and finally have that screaming orgasm she had been putting off all day.

Even if she could manage it, it would mean enduring about a half hour of torture. And the odds didn't look very good at all. Anything had to be better than this!

Under stress, your priorities change. Twenty four hours ago she would never dream of masturbating in a bathroom stall at school. A true martial artist must have control! Discipline! Patience! And a climax as soon as possible.

Akane knew that the pressure point was supposed to have made it hard for her to orgasm, but she didn't think she'd have any trouble in her current state. Unfortunately she didn't know it would be absolutely impossible.

Everyone has breaking points. Unfortunately ten minutes of vigorous, almost violent self-pleasure took Akane well past her breaking point without an orgasm.

Ranma acted surprised when Akane exited the school, with her brow damp with sweat, and her hair in windswept disarray she strode, almost stomped, over to Ranma and demanded, "Remove the pressure point now!"

"We have to go home first so Kasumi can chaperone us."

"I said now!"

"But you have to at least change into shorts first."

"Now!"

"If I did, I'd see your panties!"

"I don't care!"

"At least let's do it in a classroom?"

"Fine!"

Grabbing the nearest classroom, Ranma sat on a student's armless chair. "Lie across my lap!"

Akane expected to lie down on the teacher's desk, in a manner similar to the way she had laid on her bed at home when Ranma first used the shiatsu on her. She almost objected to his request, but it would have meant wasting time arguing with him so she quickly lay across his lap.

Ranma pulled her shirt from out of the back of her skirt exposing her lower back, and pressed one point near her spine. "Hold still!" Then he raised the back of her skirt and simultaneously pressed points on her side and her upper thigh freeing her from all of the effects of his shiatsu.

At this point, Ranma could have probably done whatever he wanted with Akane's hyper-aroused body without Akane's objection. She would have clobbered him later, but at the moment, she might have even helped him were he to fondle her breasts and finger her to orgasm. She might have even let him get away with pulling down her panties and screwing her senseless.

Instead he merely gave each of her buttocks one quick smack while he held her down his other hand resting on her lower back. The long imprisoned orgasm was released by this sudden sharp shock, Akane made a noise that sounded like a cross between a yell and a moan as she convulsed across Ranma's lap, her legs spasming slightly.

When the after shocks seemed to end, he asked her "Are you OK, or do you need another spanking to get it out of your system?"

"Why'd you spank me?"

Ranma lowered her skirt to cover her now-stained panties. "Well, it was pretty obvious you were suffering, and as far as I know there were only two ways you could'a got past it. If you ran into the bathroom and came out alright, we both would'a been embarrassed over what you'd have had ta do. The other way was a sudden surprise. I had ta startle you, and with you lying there with your bum in the air, it seemed the simplest method. The book I read suggested pinching your nipple, but that would'a been perverted."

Akane didn't know how to react to a list of alternative choices, all of which were more sexually oriented than a pair of slaps which hadn't really hurt at all. It was only her position and her unskirted posterior that made it objectionable, and she had already agreed to that before he spanked her.

So she seemed stunned as Ranma helped her vertical. Unfortunately her knees refused to support her weight. Luckily Ranma caught her in a hug which supported most of her body weight as soon as she began to topple.

Ranma pretended he had no idea why she couldn't support herself. "Careful! Do you need to see Dr. Tofu? Or do you wanna go home instead?"

Akane blushed crimson as she imagined being carried to the man she had had a crush on, and telling him she had trouble walking due to the force of her orgasms. She had had daydreams about him examining her while she was wearing only her underwear, but this time the image included discussing her orgasm and her panties colored and smelling of her ejaculate. "Home! I just need to rest."

"I do know of a training method that could help ya, but it's gotta be modified before I can show ya."

Nascent anger that Ranma might be trying to coddle her or say she wasn't good enough intruded on her thoughts. But not enough to do more than add an edge to her voice when she asked, "Why?"

"It'd look perverted if a male teacher did it with a girl student. I wouldn't even do it if I was in female form. Its got nothing ta do with strength. I just can't teach a girl this. Lemme think about it and I'll come up with a version I can teach ya."

"Ok."

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(Posted Tue, 21 Mar 2006 14:09)


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