Ranma-chan immediately cupped her hands and started powering a ki-blast.
"Don't you dare come anywhere near me, Buster!" she growled.
Ranma-kun slowly got back to his feet, rubbing his head, still a bit aching from the separation. His tentacles were dangling limply at his sides.
"Hu? What's your problem?"
Ranma-chan was a bit put off by his tone – the tone of casual boredom she always used when in male form and confronted to an opponent he didn't want to fight. But she still was ready to ki-blast him to oblivion.
"If you try anything weird with those tentacles of yours, I'll..."
"And what make you think I would try something weird?" he retorted, crossing arms in front of his muscular chest.
Ranma-chan facefaulted, and loose concentration for her ki attack. Still, she regained her footing and got ready for the fight.
"What do you think am I, stupid? I know what's going on in your sick mind; I was there! You just raped Kasumi and Nabiki!"
"Oh... so, that's what's bugging you! Gimme a break.... Kasumi almost begged me to do it. It was obviously one of her hidden fantasies. She's a lot kinkier than peoples give her credit for...."
"Don't play that game with me! And what about Nabiki? You're going to tell me she was consenting?!"
"Well, she's too proud to admit it, so I had to warm her up to the idea... but once she got started... WOW! What a horny fox she is...."
"That's because you drugged her with your dirty slime, you monster!"
"And so? The pheromones are just removing the inhibitions... if it wasn't what she wanted, she would have protested, not told me to fuck her again and again. I guess that if she's acting like a real bitch most of the time, it's because she's secretly lusting after a man who would put her in her place...."
"That's bullshit! You're not going to make me believe you don't want to rape me right now!"
"I have absolutely no intent of raping you, I swear it on my martial artist honor."
That definitely destabilized Ranma-chan. She didn't know how much of her own personality was left in the male Shikima, and if honor was still important to him. He may very well betray his promise immediately, but yet, she wondered if he was serious....
"On the other hand," grinned wickedly Ranma-kun, "I would very much enjoy making love to you."
As on cue, the tentacles began wiggling in Ranma-chan's direction. The girl was momentarily startled, but then she quickly batted them away before they could touch her.
"Keep those things away for me, you pervert!"
"Come on, Ranko. You told me you knew what I have on my mind, but the reverse is true. I know what kind of thoughts are laying, deep down, in this girlish brain."
"SHUT UP! I'm not a girl! And don't call me Ranko!"
"But you are, now. And even before we split, you were so much enjoying that girl body. So proud of it, so pleased to tease the boys with it. Unconsciously, you know what that means..."
"Yeah, that means nothing!"
Ignoring Ranma-chan's denial, Ranma-kun started slowly walking toward her.
"Get real, Ranko. I know what you were doing at night when sleeping as a girl... this body was so much exciting you... don't pretend you were only thinking about girls... you were just as curious to what it would be like with a guy...."
"Never! And don't come any closer, or I'll-"
"You'll what? I don't want to fight you, Ranko. Don't tell me you're not excited..."
Ranma-chan gulped. Her blue eyes were roaming over the manly frame of the Shikima. He was incredibly buff, and with the face she'd always found the handsomest (since it was her own most of the time... Ranma's always been a bit narcissic). The reddish skin and tentacles weren't looking that freakish after a while, just perfectly fitting with the rest. And that huge shaft between his legs....
Ranma-chan slapped herself hard, astonished by her own thoughts. She was hot and bothered, getting more aroused by the second, her nipples hardening and pussy dampening. This simply wasn't possible, she just couldn't be attracted by that hunk... by that monster!
“NO WAY! Stop toying with my mind, you FREAK!!” she yelled, just before springing into action and leaping with a foot extended toward his face.
Ranma-kun smirked. His pheromones already had done a good job, and her timing and balance were off. He also knew perfectly her every move, so he had no problem deflecting the blow and scooping her in his arms.
Hugging the bundle of hot, naked, sexy redhead close to his torso, his tentacles immediately went to her arms and legs, pinning them. Before she could yell in outrage, he pressed his lips against her open mouth, kissing her fiercely!
"HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPFF!!!!"
Bug-eyed, Ranma-chan tried to squirm, to escape the male face sucking on hers, stealing her breath. Bodily plastered against the Shikima flesh, she could feel the heat radiating from it and spreading to her mashed breast, torso, tummy and thighs, up to her crotch. The slick tentacles were roaming on her back and legs and buttocks, stroking and stimulating the creamy, sweaty skin. She felt so small against his large frame.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."
Ranma-chan's groan of protest turned into a moan. Her eyes glazed a bit, and she started responding to the kiss. Mashing her lips against Ranma-kun's, dueling with the much longer tongue that tickled the inside of her mouth, she unwittingly absorbed some Shikima saliva, increasing the horniness effect.
When they finally separated, long trail of drool still linking them, Ranma asked:
"So? That's not so terrible, ne Ranko-chan?"
"Don't... call me... that..." weakly answered Ranma-chan, her cute face pouting in bliss.
Ranma-kun laughed merrily. Seizing her pigtail between his fingers, he cut the string holding the hair together with one slash of a nail. Her red mane now freely flowing to her shoulders, he held her away with his tentacles, drinking on the sight of her beautiful form.
Two roots of lust circled her breasts and squeezed them; their sucker-shaped tips latched on her nipples, making the girl gasp and moan in delight.
Another tentacle presented itself at her face. Her eyes crossed from watching the bulbous head, shaped exactly like a penis, with a droplet of pre-cum oozing from the pee-hole. Her nostrils got filled by a musky scent.
"Why don't you try licking it, Ranko-chan?"
"What? No way! I'm not going to suck on some cock!" she rebelled, sticking to the last remnants of her manly stubbornness.
"That's not fair, I'm pleasuring you, but you don't want to give anything in return? I'm just asking you to give it a lick, it's too big to fit in your mouth anyway..."
The last part was a lie, with her habit to cram large quantity of food in her mouth, and the training in French Martial Art Dining to boot, she could probably swallow it. Yet, Ranma-kun didn't remind her of the fact for now.
Hesitantly, Ranma-chan held the snake-like dick in her tiny hands, the other tentacles having freed her arms just enough for that. Sticking out her small tongue, she first poked the purplish head with the tip, avoiding the pre-cum. Then she licked around the crown, and lower on the shaft. The taste was indefinable but she liked it more and more with each lick. Adding her lips to the job, she slurped larger patch of skin. Feeling strangely heady, she clamped her mouth around the top, and opened her jaw to accept more of.
The part of her mind that was still protesting was quickly silenced by lust and arousal. Now sucking enthusiastically on the mushroom head and twirling her tongue against the small hole, she noisily gave head to the prick. A smile spread to her eyes at she caught sight of the effects of the blow job on Shikima-Ranma's face... his silly look only was worth it.
Then her eyes bulged in shock as the tentacle stiffened and suddenly erupted into her mouth, filling it with creamy stuff. She tried to spit but ended up reflexively swallowing most of it. She pulled out the twitching root of lust, which continued spurting, and coated her face with white goo.
"Gah! You creep, you could have warned..."
She trailed off, though, and licked her lips. In an awed voice, she muttered:
"Hey... it tastes good."
Scooping globs of Shikima sperm from her cheeks and chin, she sucked her fingers greedily.
"It's good... good... GOOD! I want more!"
Grabbing back the spent tentacle, she bit on the head to squeeze out its last drops. Ranma-kun felt no pain from it, only pleasure, the tentacles were sturdy enough to resist girls with sharp teeth. He offered her another one, which she grasped with her free hand and hungrily devoured in turn.
"Always thinking with your stomach, I see..." he smirked.
Ranma-chan logically didn't answer (since she had a full mouth) and just rolled her eyes. Then, they almost sprang out of their orbits when she felt something touch her very wet and very aroused sex. Stopping the fellatio, she gasped hastily:
“NO! DON’T!”
"Well, if you're afraid it could hurt when the tip enter, Ranko-chan, why don't you open the folds yourself? You want it, just admit it, I can feel you're ready for it, you're so wet...."
Ranma-chan glared at the sex fiend, then gazed down at her lower body and spread legs. The fleshy, warm meat of a tentacle was rubbing its length against her slit. And it felt good. She may have sworn by all the kami that she wouldn't let anything ever enter here, but right now she was feeling hornier than any time before in her life. Burning in shame, she couldn't stop her hands from lowering to her crotch. The fingers delicately pulling apart the puffy lips of her pussy, she offered to Ranma a perfect view of her rosy interior, coated with female secretions. Crying in self-loathing, she managed a few last prideful words:
"You... You fucking bastard!"
"That's entirely the point, my sweetie."
The needy tentacle didn't wait any longer for claiming its prize. Aiming between the girl's trembling fingers, it forcefully rammed into her well-greased, yet so tight, pussy. Sheathed between the fleshy folds that that were hugging it from all side, the meaty invader stretched her virgin love hole.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!”
Ranma-chan was not only yowling, she was bucking and trashing in the grasp of the other roots of lust. Arching her back and stiffening, every muscle of her athletic body was tense, giving Ranma-kun's a hard time to keep his hold. Yet, he didn't relent pumping the penile appendage in and out of her twat. This caused more violent spasms from the red-haired wildcat, her breasts bouncing nicely in every direction under the pleased eyes of the Shikima.
“OOOHH!! STOP!! NO!!! THAT’S TOO MUCH!!! OH MY GOD!! OOOOOOH!!!”
Ranma-chan's yelps were turning more and more breathy and excited as the root of lust was ravishing her. Snaking and twirling and worming into her tunnel like no ordinary cock could (not that she'd have any experience to make comparison with) it was wrecking havoc to her nerve centers. Speeding up its thrusts, it was now reaching very deep into her core, almost penetrating her womb. Sloshing sounds were heard as it was generously bathed by womanly juices. Ranma-chan's long moans were changing into short gasps as she came closer and closer to the edge.
"You like it?" asked Ranma, bringing her closer to his main body and pawing her waving boobs.
“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” she screeched, mind-wracking pleasure rolling all over her. Time for denial was past as she experienced her very first, real climax. The very first as a female and induced by a male. She grasped Ranma-kun's neck and hugged him fiercely as her body was still shaken by ecstatic spasms, before slumping against his large frame.
"Good." simply commented Shikima-Ranma, smiling tenderly. Enlacing back the panting redhead in his arms, he French-kissed her again, and she returned it without hesitation.
While they were smooching, the member in her sex had stopped moving, but was still here. Now, Ranma-kun was focusing on another tentacle, sending it to circle her bottom and... to knock on her backdoor.
This startled Ranma-chan out of her post-orgasmic bliss. Feeling another cockhead pressing her ass certainly revived her stubborn streak. Pushing away from Ranma's face to glare daggers at him, she yelled menacingly:
“NO YOU DON’T!”
"Spread your butt." simply commanded her demonic lover.
Ranma-chan growled, but couldn't hold her murderous gaze against his amused one. Feeling her will crumble, she finally said:
"Ooooooh... I hate you so much."
Relenting, she palmed her shapely rear with both hands, and parted the cheeks to reveal the small, puckered hole, grumbling all the time.
The tentacle didn't rush in this time. Instead, it poked gently her cleft a few times, smearing it with a special slime for lubrication. Then, the tip pushed slowly against the anus, wiggling like an eel trying to enter a narrow passage.
Ranma-chan gasped, clawing against Ranma-kun's chest, as the pressure increased. She jerked her head backward, breathing a sharp intake of air as the bulbous head made its way through the tight ring of flesh. She hiccupped in shock with each fraction of inch of progress, until her asshole was stretched enough to allow the full girth of the tentacle.
Her incoherent cries of mixed pleasure and pain were sweet music to Ranma's ears. Lifting her anew with his elongated appendages, he started thrusting eagerly into her ass with the concerned tentacle. The one in her snatch also resumed its humping, bringing the girl to a whole new world of white-hot pleasure. The two fleshy pistons were entering and exiting her with out-of-synch rhythm, sometimes alternating between her flower and rosebud, sometimes stuffing both at the same time.
The maddening double-penetration continued on, Ranma-chan hanging almost horizontally among the restraining tentacles that roamed over her whole body. Her dangling feet instinctively searched for a foothold, and found one. It was warm, round and hard, but she didn't care as it was giving her leverage for pushing or pulling in response to the two cocks ramming her holes. Not pushing or pulling away from them, of course... but driving herself deeper onto the invading members!
Her ecstasy was brutally cut short, though, when both roots of lust suddenly withdrew. Yelping at the lost, she couldn't believe how disappointed she felt. She'd been so close to her second orgasm, one that promised to be even greater than the first.... Shivering in need, she loudly voiced her disapproval.
"WHY DID YOU STOP?! I was almost there, you bastard, why did you...?"
Ranma-kun didn't answer verbally. Instead, he just point down with a finger. Puzzled, the slime and sweat-coated Ranma-chan looked down...
And discovered she had both her agile feet clamped around the Shikima's main shaft. The one that stood proudly from between his legs, and was wider than any of his tentacles. It felt tense, hot and harder than steel under the sole of her dainty feet.
"Err..." Ranma-chan sweatdropped.
From the look on her male twin's face, he was enjoying this. "You wanna try it?"
The redhead felt a wave of fresh fear coming over her.
"UH! Are you outta your mind? It's way too big, it's gonna rip me in two!"
"Nabiki did take it, she had no problem...."
"I'm not Nabiki! I'm way too small!"
"Are you chickening out?"
"I'm not! I'm just saying it's impossible!"
"Pour little girly is afraid of the big beast?"
"I'm not!"
"Chicken, chicken, chicken!"
"Shut up!"
"Chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken..."
"SHUT UP! Listen, asshole, Ranma Saotome ain't afraid of nothing!"
"That's 'Ranko Saotome', now. There can be only one Ranma."
"Whatever!"
"If you're not afraid, prove it. Put your mouth where your cunt is... or rather the reverse."
Ranma-chan's mouth curled in doubt. Tentatively, she pushed the big mast with her bare foot, before realizing what she's doing. It swung back immediately to its starting position, proof that it couldn't get any more erect. Flushing a deep red (well, redder than the heavy exercise she's partaken in already made her) she bent back her legs to stop touching it.
"It's... It's really big..." she mumbled shyly.
Smirking, Ranma-Shikima seized one ankle and licked her foot.
"I'm sure you can do it. You didn't think you could take the smaller one, yet it slid easily, right?"
So, he set her upright, brought her back to the ground, and let go. All his tentacles retracted, leaving the girl unbound. Next, he sat cross-legged, his straight rod proudly pointing to the ceiling.
'Ranko' took a deep breath. She was free! She could flee the bathroom, or she could attack him while he's not expecting it...
She could walk to him, stand above him with a foot on each side of his legs, rub her small hand along the huge penis beneath....
She chose the latter. She was too horny to consider not finishing the task.
She had to stand on her tiptoes for the top of the towering manhood to lodge between her legs. She had the impression it was bigger than her leg. It was wrong, though, yet she just felt tiny compared to Ranma's new form. Even sitting, he was as tall as her.
Opening her puffy, dripping labia with one hand, she guided the thick organ to her crotch with the other. She seemed hesitant, yet focused.
"I'm... I'm not sure it's going to go past the entrance..."
"Why, you're gonna give it up?"
She glared at him, irked. Ranma Saotome never backed down from a challenge. And neither Ranko Saotome.
A look of determination on her face, she lowered herself on the Shikima prick. The mushroom head pushed past her parted lips, and a rivulet of juices flowed on its side. At first, the bulbous tip wouldn't go farther than its widest part.
"Oh fuck..." muttered Ranko, biting her lips. Then she started to panic, because her slippery feet were loosing their hold, and this could meant her full weight being supported alone by Ranma's dick in her pussy.
"Don't rush yourself..." he advised, while grabbing her by the buttocks and stopping her fall.
She gasped, and held his shoulders, feeling quite grateful. Then, legs arched, she slowly applied more pressure. Lips trembling and eyes shut, she breathed raggedly as her sex spread widely around the massive invader.
Secured by Ranma's firm hands on her ass, the feeling of being ripped in two was strangely receding. Ignoring that she should be thankful for the special properties of the Shikima's slime and nervous endings, she exhaled lengthily and threw her head backward, her whole body tensing.
"The head went through..." mentioned Ranma. "Ready for the rest of the shaft?" he asked.
"What?" whispered Ranko, not exactly thinking straight.
So, tenth of inch by tenth of inch, he pushed her down, the petite redhead's hole stretching wider than she thought possible. She panted and yelped irregularly during the descent, having a hard time bringing air to her lungs.
"Oooooh... you're so tight, sweetheart..." commented Ranma.
"S-STOP! It's too deep, it'll never..." begged Ranko.
"Don't worry about that. I'm sure you can take the whole length."
“WHAT?” barked Ranko, this time having perfectly understood, but hoping she hadn't.
A large bulge, starting at her Venus mons, started rising inside her tummy. She couldn't believe the sensations. It was like her internal organs where moving away from the path of the huge cock. And in fact they were, commanded to do so by very convincing organic messages sent by the impaling rod.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHAAAAAAHHHH!!! NO DON’T!! STOP IT, IT’LL NEVER FIT!!!”
Ranma kissed her to soothe away her fears. He figured she was more afraid of feeling the pain than reacting to the pain itself, since he was now connected to her nervous system and knew for sure that only pleasure awaited her. Still, he slowed the progression since he had already reached past her cervix and deep into her womb.
"Relax. Think about it, when women give birth, they're stretched a lot more..."
"Please don't talk about that..." she pleaded, sobbing into his chest.
Ranma rolled his eyes. Obviously, she was still nervous about this kind of stuff.
"Well then... consider it training... stretching training, yeah!"
"Stretching training my ASS!" she growled.
"Oh yeah... I almost forgot about that."
Producing a tentacle, he started to probe her very tense behind.
“UH??? OH NO, NOT AGAIN, YOU... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!”
Ranko squealed as she was sodomized again, although she would have sworn there's no place left in her bowels with the huge spear stabbing her. Ranma smirked, however, since it was distracting her from further progression of his mighty warrior.
When she finally sat on his lap, she let out a new gasp, more of surprise than anything else. She should be dead by now, the amazing length of the demonic phallus fully inside her, reaching up to her diaphragm and totally distorting her lower body. Yet, she wasn't in pain. She was feeling more stuffed than humanly possible, but it felt GOOD !
"All right!" triumphally exulted Ranma. "Now, let's do some real FUCKING!!!"
His strong hands grasping her buttocks more firmly, he started sliding her up and down on the humongous mast. Ranko screamed, yelped, bucked, cried, clawed, drooled... but none because she was disapproving. She was getting fucked her brain out by a Shikima demon who's also her former male body... and she enjoyed every hundredth of second of it!
Ranma used her like a tight and warm sheath around his cock, and she was the more marvelous little sex toy he could dream off. Her full breasts bounced fabulously, mesmerizing his gaze, her wild mane of red hair waved like a fire, her kawai face displayed every possible expression of bliss.
Ranko had no idea how long it lasted... hours for her overwhelmed mind, probably a few seconds in reality. She was lost in the throws of many incredible orgasms... or maybe it was a unique, and very long one. She stopped mewling only when a tentacle invaded her mouth, and she started deep-throating it instinctively. The one in her ass was squeezed mercilessly, and spurted its load of cum very soon.
Ranma's main shaft took a bit longer to be triggered, but it couldn't resist eternally to Ranko's energetic trashing. With a deafening roar, Ranma came and hold on Ranko tightly – because he erupted like a volcano, and the power of his ejaculation could very well have sent her into orbit if he hadn't been clinging to her.
Ranko howled one last time in orgasm as burning hot jism flooded her inside, the excess bursting through her cunt. The one in her mouth feed her with the cream she now had a craving for, and she swallowed hungrily. Other tentacles were similarly coating her on the outside.
"Oh boy... that was intense..." marveled Ranma
He slumped on his back, the cum-covered redhead on top of him. He could hardly believe it, but the actual séance had almost fully sated his sexual energy needs. And it hadn't lasted as long as with Kasumi or Nabiki. She was such a hot little number... or maybe it's because she's his other half... or just a powerful martial artist. He'll have to delve deeper into it.
Now Ranko...
Ranko stretches, lovingly gives a kiss to her other half, and proposes a bath. This is also a good opportunity to discuss things.
Ranko snuggles on top of Ranma and falls asleep. That was tiring.
Ranko clamps her hands around Ranma's neck while growling: “I’LL KILL YOU!”
Ranko falls apart as she tries to come into term with what happened. She sulks in a corner, crying.
Ranko looks at the entrance of the bathroom and at the startled people(s) watching them in shock. (Genma & Soun? Nodoka? Happosai? Some fiancée? Others?)
Sun Aug 18 14:52:58 2002