Chapter 9

"Dress Up"

The characters of Ranma ˝ belong to the incredible Rumiko Takahashi. I 
only hope I have treated them well. 

This chapter used to be the final chapter of this story but then I 
ended up writing a sequel. I plan to combine the two into a continuing 
series. Thank you for all the kind comments and interesting 
suggestions.

Sarge
(I wasn't in the military. The pen name was a nickname given to me by 
someone on my staff several years ago. It stuck.)


Ranma was in Akane's room putting away her new dress. She was able to 
sneak it upstairs without her mother noticing. Fortunately, Nodoka was 
too busy helping Kasumi get ready for her date with Tofu, so she wasn't 
paying close attention. 

"Akane?"

"Yes, Ranma?"

"I really hate hiding this from my mother. She seems to have accepted 
that I'm gonna be a girl sometimes, maybe she'll understand."

"I think she would too. Didn't she call you her daughter today?"

"Well... yes." Admitted Ranma slowly.

"Then don't worry about it. Hey, I got a great idea! "

"What?" 'Oh boy'. Thought Ranma His sense of danger began to kick in.

"Why don't you wear the dress now?"

"What? Are you crazy? Pops will go ballistic." Buying the dress was one 
thing, wearing it, was another. Still.

"Not with your Mom here he won't."

"Maybe. But what if he throws me into the pond and ruins my dress? I'll 
kill him."

"Don't worry Ranma. If he tries anything, he'll have to deal with both 
of us."

"I dunno."

"Come on, it'll be fun. Pretty please, for me? I'll buy you ice cream."

Ranma fiddle with her pigtail for a moment. Then, with a shy smile, 
nodded. "Ice cream? Okay, but just because you asked."

Akane smiled in glee. 

Ranma had already removed her shirt and pants and was standing in the 
middle of Akane's room wearing only her boxer shorts when she realized 
what she was doing. She was getting undressed in front of Akane! She 
froze.

Akane, who was enjoying watching her fiance disrobe, immediately 
noticed. "Ranma? What's wrong?" 


Ranma said nothing, but Akane noticed that Ranma's face was beginning 
to turn red. Guessing at the cause she walked over to Ranma and hugged 
her from behind. 

"It's okay," she whispered. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. 
We've gone beyond that. Right?" Akane turned Ranma around so she was 
facing her. "Right?" she repeated.

Finally Ranma nodded. After a few moments she removed her boxers and 
stood naked in front of Akane. 'Oh man,' thought Ranma. 'It's a good 
thing I'm a girl right now, if I was a guy...' As it was she could feel 
her nipples hardening and a familiar warm wetness forming between her 
legs.

Akane was looking at her fiancé. Now, more than ever, she had reason to 
appreciate how spectacularly beautiful Ranma's female form was.  Her 
eyes roamed freely over Ranma's body. Suddenly she began to giggle.

"What?" 

"You need to shave."

Ranma ran her hand across her chin. Smooth. She looked at Akane 
questioningly.

"Not there. Dummy." She pointed to the spot where her legs met. 
"There."

Ranma looked to where Akane was pointing. She blushed. "I'm supposed to 
shave there?"

"Actually, waxing would be a better idea, but shaving will do for now."
"I'm supposed to shave there?" Ranma repeated.

"Yep!" said Akane with a grin. "You wait here, I'll be right back."

Akane ran out of the room.

"I'm supposed to shave there?" whispered Ranma to herself. 

A few minutes later, Akane was back. She had a towel, a basin with warm 
water, some soap, a shaving brush and a razor. Akane placed the towel 
on the seat of a chair and motioned Ranma to sit. Once she was seated, 
Akane dipped the shaving brush into the warm water. 

"I hope the water is not warm enough to trigger your change." said 
Akane. 

Ranma dipped a finger into the water. "Should be okay," she said.

Akane spread Ranma's thighs apart. A musky aroma wafted to Akane's 
nostrils. To Akane, the scent was intoxicating. "Shave first, fun 
later," Akane reminded herself. 

She took the now wet brush and used it to moisten the hairs between 
Ranma's legs. Once sufficiently wet, she then rubbed the brush on the 
soap until it lathered. Then she took the, now soapy, brush and applied 
it to the insides of Ranma's thighs. She also took the opportunity to 
apply the brush to a few, more sensitive, areas as well. Just to see 
the reaction. Watching Ranma squirm every time the brush hit a 
particularly 'good' spot was gratifying to say the least.

Akane put the brush down reluctantly. Ranma on the other hand breathed 
a sigh of relief.

Akane dipped the razor into the water and then began to carefully, very 
carefully, begin to shave the hairs from around Ranma's pussy. Nervous 
at first, Ranma closed his eyes, but soon began to enjoy the feel of 
Akane's ministrations. She began to feel a heat growing between her 
legs. Not even when the razor began to touch the outer lips of her 
pussy did she lose the almost erotic sensations. If anything, the 
sensations increased. Ranma lost herself in the experience. 

Akane started to wash the excess soap from Ranma's pussy, using her 
hand to bring water from the basin. The warm water and the feel of 
Akane's hand increased the growing heat. Akane used the edge of the 
towel to begin drying Ranma off. The heat was becoming a raging fire. 
The soft/rough feel of the towel was replaced by the feel of hands 
playing with the hair remaining on her pussy. Ranma let out a small 
groan of pleasure.

Akane's fingers stroked the, now bare, lips of Ranma's pussy. Ranma's 
groans began to grow louder and she clapped her hand over her mouth in 
order to muffle the sounds of her rising passion.

Akane looked up at her fiancé. Ranma's head was tilted back, her eyes 
closed, one hand in her mouth. Her breasts were heaving and her nipples 
were so hard it almost hurt to look at them.  Her thighs were as wide 
as she could spread them and her hips tilted up and forward. With a 
mischievous grin, Akane leaned her face between Ranma's thighs. Her 
tongue darted out to deliver light flickering caresses to Ranma swollen 
clitoris. The added sensation was too much for Ranma and she began to 
convulse in orgasm. Ranma grabbed the pillow from Akane's bed in a 
desperate attempt to muffle her scream of pleasure.

It was almost enough.

A couple minutes later someone knocked on Akane's door. "Is everything 
all right in there I thought I heard a scream." it was Nodoka. 

"Everything is fine, Mother, Ranma just stubbed his...toe. Don't worry, 
go back to helping Kasumi."

"Are you sure? It sounded pretty painful. Maybe I should look at it."

"No, no. Don't worry about it, Ranma's fine. We'll be down in a few 
minutes."

"Well, if you're sure."

"Positive. Go back to Kasumi."

"Well, All right." Nodoka walked away. It was a good thing Akane and 
Ranma couldn't see the huge, delighted grin on her face. "I wonder 
which one of them screamed like that?" she thought to herself. "Either 
way..." she giggled.

"That was close," gasped Ranma.

Akane just giggled, A few seconds later Ranma joined her.  Taking 
Ranma's hand, Akane led her to the floor length mirror hanging on the 
inside of Akane's closet. "Take a look, tell me what you think."

Ranma looked. The triangle of pubic hair had been trimmed and cut to 
resemble a heart.  Akane walked over and stood next to Ranma. With a 
small blush she raised her skirt and pulled down her panties. "Look 
Ranma, we're twins."

Ranma looked. "Baka," she said. "Come on, help me get dressed. Tofu 
will be here any minute."

"The way you're acting you'd think you were going on the date, not 
Kasumi," teased Akane.

"Nah. Tofu ain't my type."
"Oh, and just what is your type?"

The look Ranma gave Akane was answer enough. Quickly Ranma got into his 
new outfit. With Akane's help the bra went on much easier than it had 
in the store. Soon Ranma was dressed.

"Your hair, we gotta do something with your hair." Untying Ranma's 
pigtail, Akane first brushed and then redid Ranma's hair in a French 
braid. 

"Make up."

"What? No never."

"Please?" said Akane in her cutest voice. "Just a little?"

"Do I gotta?"

Akane nodded firmly. "You gotta."

Akane quickly applied just a small amount of lip-gloss and just the 
faintest touch of blush. "Close your eyes." 

Ranma closed her eyes while Akane applied a little eye shadow. "Ok, 
you're done. Take a look."

Ranma looked in the mirror. Where once had stood a very cute redhead, 
now stood a very, very attractive redhead. "Wow."

"Not too shabby, Saotome, not too shabby. Ready to face the family?"

"No."

"But you'll do it anyway." 

"Yeah. I'll do it... Akane?"

"Hmm?"

"How do you feel about all of this?" sweeping one arm to indicate 
herself and her clothes.

Akane thought for a moment. "At the beginning I... I wasn't really sure 
this was a good idea."

"And now?"

"I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world." She paused. "Remember 
what I said at Dr. Epstein's office? About being attracted to you in 
your girl form?"

Ranma nodded.

"I think part of our problem was that you weren't comfortable with 
being a girl. I mean, how was I able to tell you how I felt if you kept 
on trying to get cured all the time. I LIKE your girl side."

"But what about my boy side?"

Akane grinned an almost evil grin. "Yum."

Ranma laughed. "Good thing you're a tomboy."

Akane struck a pose in front of Ranma, legs spread, shoulders back with 
her hands on her hips. "Good thing for you that I am. Do you think you 
could be doing this with any of the other fiancés?" 

"Akane?"

"Yes, Ranma?"

"I'm ready to go now."

"Let's go show your Mom and my sisters. Okay?"

"Okay."

Hand in hand the two girls made there way down the hallway to Kasumi's 
room. They knocked.

"Come in," came Nodoka's voice.

Opening the door Ranma and Akane walked in. They waited at the door, 
waiting to be noticed and waiting for the reaction. 

Kasumi, who was standing in the middle of the room, was the first to 
notice. "Oh my," she said, one delicate hand flew to her cheek.

Nabiki who was lying face down on Kasumi's bed, boredly looking through 
a manga, looked up. Her mouth dropped open. She began to make little 
choking sounds. 

Nodoka was kneeling in front of Kasumi making some last minute 
modifications to the hem of Kasumi's dress. Stiffened and slowly turned 
around. 

The tableau held for long pregnant seconds. Ranma began to sweat 
nervously. A small voice started to chatter in her head. 

'thiswasamistakemomhatesitshesgonnamakemecommitsepukuImgonnadie.'

Ranma began to tremble in anxiety.

"Ranma!" squealed Nodoka.

Ranma was in a panic and was desperate to run away. Only Akane's firm 
hand in hers held her back. She closed her eyes trying to force back 
the tears that were threatening to flow.

"I wanted to show you what I bought. Akane helped me pick it out," she 
whispered.

"You look wonderful," breathed Nodoka.

Ranma's eyes shot open, hope and disbelief fought for control of her 
face

Nabiki quickly took several pictures. 'Kuno will pay plenty for these.' 
She thought. Nabiki fought down another rising tide of jealousy. 

"Oh, are you and Akane going on a date too?" asked Kasumi.

Everyone laughed at that. 

"No. I just wanted to show you what I bought."

"It was my idea," said Akane.

"Well, it was a very nice surprise," said Nodoka "but Kasumi is right, 
I think you should wear that outfit when you two go out on a date."

Ranma looked pensive for a moment, and then looked over at Akane. She 
expected her to be blushing or getting mad or something. Instead she 
was surprised to see Akane looking at her with a speculative gleam in 
her eyes. "What?"

"Just wondering if Cologne had any 'Instant Nannichuan' powder left."

For a moment Ranma imagined what Akane would look like as a man then 
abruptly turned bright red as her imagination went to the next logical 
step. Still blushing she looked Akane in the eye. "I'll ask."

End Chapter 9