Lemonade Punch#5: My Bright-Eyed Girl paladin@mars.superlink.net Started: 7/4/96 Last Update: 3/1/97 The next morning began somewhat awkwardly. As Akane tried to stealthily leave Ranma's room, Nabiki was exiting from Kasumi's with the same intent. They caught each other closing the doors to the respective rooms. For a moment the simply stared at each other. Both their minds quickly searched for an excuse... Nabiki was just a bit quicker that early in the morning. "Akane! *What* do you think you're doing?!" Akane cringed. "Ssshhhhh! Please, not so loud, you'll wake everyone!" "Akane, I truly hope you weren't in Ranma's room doing what I think you were doing." Armed with her returned memory but false amnesia, Nabiki was having a field day. Akane blushed furiously. "Nabiki! How could you- You don't really think- Com'on! *Me*?! And *Him*?!?", Akane stuttered unconvincingly. "Akane... I think you're old enough... but even though I joke about it a lot, I really hope you didn't- ... you two really do love each other but.... -did you use protection?", Nabiki blurted out the last part, making sure to add a bit of false blushing. Akane looked at her sister and was earnestly touched. "Nabiki.... We- er, I really- WE WEREN'T DOING ANYTHING!!!", Akane shouted a bit too loudly. She didn't like lying to her sister, but she thought it was better if Nabiki didn't know. "Okay... you're word is good enough for me...", Nabiki smiled as she watched Akane cringe with guilt, "but whatever you guys were doing, I hope it was worth it.... Good night, Akane." Nabiki slipped into her room, knowing that Akane would be reeling so much from her near discovery, that she would forget about Nabiki leaving Kasumi's room. Meanwhile, Yasha watched the whole affair, silently applauding Nabiki. Yasha quickly slipped back into bed in her Ranko guise before Akane opened the door. In just a few hours, the rest of the household awoke. This time, Ranma and Kasumi exited their rooms rather early. Kasumi to handle to usual duties of the home and Ranma to begin his morning workout. Normally they didn't cross paths (even though they were the only ones about) and if they did they simply exchanged a quick "Good morning" and went about their business, but this morning was a little different. Kasumi arose with a hentai perspective of lost time because of her induced amnesia. She had to make it up. But at the same time, she didn't want to scare away her only game by revealing that she had remembered... but feeling daring and sexy she went out wearing-... it would be okay, it would be only her and Ranma for at least another hour, before she had to be more... modest. "Oh, hi Kasumi....", Ranma mumbled, still a bit dreary eyed. He attempted to walk past her but bumped into her when she stepped into his way. Not thinking clearly, he apologized and attempted to pass her again. Again he bounced of her ample chest and simply stood there, half asleep. The exertion of the night before had left him with very little energy and time to sleep. Kasumi, at the sight of his bulge, resisted the urge to be awfully naughty, and instead profiled for him, greeting him in a breathless voice. "Good morning, Ranma-kun." Ranma's eyes traveled from her long bare legs up to her thin supple waist, stopping a moment at her large round breasts, and finally gazing at her lovely face with her pouty red lips. Kasumi was wearing a transparent gossamer nightgown over a tiny white teddy that truly celebrated her body. While it took Ranma's brain several moments to comprehend what he was seeing, his soldier understood immediately. His bulge stood attention, proud and tall, in salute of Kasumi's attire... or lack of. "Oh, hi Kas- ** *Kasumi*?!?!", Ranma managed, as it finally dawned on him that he innocent Kasumi was wearing that lewd teddy. By this time, he had nearly gotten used to the "old" Kasumi, as she was before the Passion Fever Dust Attack... but now *this*! "Ranma-kun, I- I- Oh, Ranma!!" Kasumi hugged him desperately, running her hands along his bare back, and gyrating her hips a bit to obviously. "AH! KASUMI!!! Y-" Ranma panicked as he realized Kasumi had gotten her memory back... like Hinako. "Is it true?!? Did you really- really... You and Akane! If it is!! Oh Mother, forgive me, I told them to wait!", Kasumi cried out. Ranma was relieved... for a second there... but wait! He finally understood what Kasumi was *really* saying. "Oh, no no no no no!!! Kasumi! How could you- You don't really think- Com'on! *Me*?! And *Her*?!?", Ranma stuttered unconvincingly. "But, Nabiki told me-" "*Please*, com'on... *Nabiki*?!? You know that girl's a real hentai, Kasumi!" "Ranma! I wish you wouldn't talk about my sister that way... but it's true that Nabiki can exaggerate at times...." "Kasumi, I assure you, there is no way I'd ever do anything to or with that uncute, tomboy sister of yours!" "I knew you wouldn't... at least without getting married first. Thank you." "No prob... uh, could you let go of me now?" Ranma prayed that Kasumi's thigh, between his legs, would not feel his... er, "throbbing." That was the last thing he needed in this situation. He had to, however, admit that Kasumi had a hot body and seeing it like this only reminded him of what he had once did to it many times. During his workout, Ranma found himself running back into the house, repeatedly, for drinks of water... most of it ran ineffectively, down his chin as he watched Akane's bustiest sister move around the house. Something about a sexy babe who cleaned, cooked, and never complained really got him up... perhaps it was *because* she was the opposite of Akane that he got so hard looking at her smooth- Yasha giggled as she continued to assault his mind with perverted thoughts. Ranma began to sweat earnestly. It was bad enough if he couldn't control his bodily reactions... but when he had no control over his *thoughts*!!! What would happen if he lost control over his actions?! Ranma fled outside where he returned to his early exercises. , Ranma thought as he sparred against an invisible opponent. Thankfully, Kasumi made no advances and Genma woke up a little earlier than usual. The father and son sparred heavily, Ranma making several mistakes as a result of his tiredness and nervousness. Luckily, he didn't end up in the carp pond this time around, though. The workout left Ranma sore but somewhat refreshed. His mind was off hentai things and he felt he could meet the day's challenges. Kasumi had even gone back to her usual modest dress and apron. By breakfast everything seemed more or less normal. Akane and Ranma anxiously awaited a chance to tell each other what had happened after they had parted last night. The only slight incident was Ranko coming down the stairs wearing a blue sailor fuku. "Er, Ranko... where's your school uniform?" "Oh it's upstairs. I'm much more accustomed to this outfit from my old school. Furinken High's dress code policy seems flexible enough to let me wear this, don't you think?" "I don't think there should be a problem.", said Ranma as he looked her up and down... his gaze stopping at her legs. Akane caught him staring and pinched his toe. He yelped then grinned sheepishly, causing Akane to forgive him almost instantly. They had to strain themselves from looking at each other lovingly. Akane squeezed Ranma's hand under the table and Ranma gave up a pickle for her (a monumental sacrifice and show of affection from his point of view). Nabiki winked at Kasumi while Yasha made an effort to keep her food down. -=-=- Ranma, Akane, and Ranko made it to school that morning and on time (defeating Kuno in record time: an easy feat between the three of them). Before entering Hinako's classroom however, Ranma needed to keep Hinako away from Ranko. He and Ranko stood outside in the hall as Akane went in and got Miss Hinako out. She eyed Ranko then crossly addressed Ranma. "This better be good, Saotome, you're delaying class." "I just thought I'd introduce you to my Cousin Ranko. She'll be enrolled in this school for a while....", Ranma motioned for Hinako to come aside with him. Quietly he whispered, "I don't know how you got your memory back, but right now I don't care. Ranko is living with us because her mother died and her father is absent. Although she looks like my girl-type form, your are *NOT* to confuse her with me! She's very dear to me and very innocent. If you touch her..." He let his silence and expression carry his meaning. Hinako raised an eyebrow at his grave nature. "Are you threatening me, Ranma?" "Yes, Hinako-sensei. I would, for her sake." "You sound like you love her very much... how does Akane fit in with Ranko and you?" "Hinako, that is not your concern. I love Ranko as a sister and will protect her like one. I love Akane as my wife & partner." Ranma brought her back to Ranko and resumed normal speech, "Sensei, please introduce Ranko as my cousin to the class." "Of course, Saotome. It's a pleasure to meet you Ranko. I'm sure you'll have the time of your life while you're here.", Hinako said coyly. Ranma silently grit his teeth, but he let it go. She ushered them in but Ranma caught her arm and pulled her back out. "One more thing... you're going to explain how you got your memory back-" Hinako put a finger to his lips and smiled. "Patience... after school. You know, you're so sexy as an aggressor!" She pinched his cheek and walked back into class leaving Ranma to follow in after her lovely ass. -=-=- "Class, today we have a new student. This is Ranko Saotome, Ranma's cousin. She'll be enrolled in this school for a while so I hope you'll all give her a warm welcome and make her feel at home." The sight of the red-headed, pig-tailed girl sent whispers of gossip about the classroom like wild-fire: "Wasn't she here just yesterday?" "Her chest is huge!" "She just enrolled?" "We've seen her tits before, remember?" "Hey isn't that Ranma's girlfriend, Ranma?" "How come all of Ranma's friends get to break the dress code? Huh? I mean, look at that fuku!" "Maybe she changed her name to Ranko?" "Yeah *look* at fuku! Yeeyoww! Rrrrr!! Hubba hubba!" "She doesn't seem to be the same person." "Man, Ranma's lucky... you think he's into foursomes?" "They're *cousins*?!? Isn't that illegal or something?" "I really don't think they're the same person guys!" Ranma could feel his temperature go up as he listened to some of the comments while Akane groaned and buried her face in her hands. This left Ranko blushing furiously in front of the class. Her eyes were downcast as she picked invisible lint off her skirt... no one noticed Miss Hinako checking out Ranko's butt from behind. Finally Ranma could take it no more. He jumped in front of the classroom and shook with emotion. "WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP?!?! You want the score?! Here it is! This is my Cousin Ranko Saotome. We are not related by blood. We are not boyfriend and girlfriend. She is not Ranma Saotome. She has not ever been to Furinken High School. She is not available. If any of you guys touch her I will kill you. Akane is my fiancee. If you touch her, I will kill you. I'll repeat: Ranko is my cousin. Akane is my fiancee. Touch either of them and I will kill you. I am not a chauvinist, they are not my property, but I will kill you anyways. Again, I am not going out with my Cousin Ranko and I do not know how to or ever have "picked up babes!" Thank you for listening!" When he had finished screaming at them he felt his face turn red from embarrassment. The whole class was so silent in shock from his angry speech that the sound of rustling grass, from outside could be heard. But after an eternal silence, all at once the gossip resumed and everyone continued as if Ranma had not said a thing. Except the topic now was how Ranma was probably insane and had killed his therapist or something.... Ranma groaned and gave up. -=-=- When it came around to lunch time, Ranma ran about looking for Ranko. He bumped into Akane first. Weighing his protective nature for Ranko to time alone with Akane, the latter won out. The couple slipped away to a far corner behind the school. This kind of privacy rarely came to them at school. Ranma sat on a log and leaned against the cool brick as Akane wrapped her legs around him and sat on his lap. They kissed a little bit, then opened their lunches, and fed each other laughing happily. They fooled around while eating and talking. "Akane, something -mmm- funny happened this -mmmm- morning." "Hmmm- Really?", Akane said not very attentively. "Yeah -mmmm- wait.", Ranma broke their kiss and held her back slightly to make sure she would listen, "Kasumi... I think Kasumi was coming on to me today." "You joking right?" "I wouldn't joke about a think like that, would I? She was doing some pretty hentai things..." "Come to think of it, I remember seeing Nabiki come out of Kasumi's room this morning... could they- ...?" "Oh my God, they've-" "Calm down, you're probably nothing. We're just paranoid because Hinako-sensei remembered!" Akane said hurriedly returning to her French lessons. "Hmmmphmm! -Akane! All the more reason to think -mmmmm- that they remembered! Just like -mmmm- Miss Hinako!" "Oh come on Ranma! What -hmmmm- did she do?" "Well she wore this tiny white -mmm- teddy. That barely -mm- covered anything! I could -hmmmmmm- see the outline -mmmph- of her vagina -Mmm!- through -mmm- the -mmm!- skimpy -mmm- thing! -mmmm- & she rubbed her -Oh!- pussy -mmm- against my -Damn!- crotch like you are now!", Ranma managed... obviously suffering. Akane made a sound of acknowledgment as she began to dampen. The pace of their love making came to a frantic pace, Ranma had his hand up Akane's sweater while she had a hand in his pants, when suddenly Ranma stopped and nearly dropped Akane. "Hey! What's wrong!?", she asked as she wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead. "We should stop... someone might see us.", Ranma panted. "What! Come on, no one's here!" "We only have a few more minutes until lunch is over and you know I don't liked to be -er- ... rushed." "So you don't want to- !?!?" "Are you kidding, my balls are boiling, I feel like I'm gonna burst!" Akane laughed at his serious expression "Shh, Akane, I promise... we'll do that tonight. "Alright, I can wait. But I don't know if you can... seeing as how you're ready to burst and all.", Akane joked. "I think I'll manage.", Ranma smiled, "Let's go check on Ranko. It's only the second day of school for her and we've already dumped her... how cruel of us." "Okay, let's go find her." -=-=- It didn't take Ranma long to find his Cousin Ranko. He saw her right away... his innocent, sweet, & cute red-headed cousin surrounded by a pack of school-boys. "What the- !" Ranma moved to rush forward to Ranko's aid but Akane caught his arm and held him back. "Wait Ranma... look.", she pointed. These school-boys where not testing pick-up lines, or giving Ranko their phone numbers, or going for cheap gropes. No, in fact, they all politely sat about Ranko listening attentively to her tell a fairy tale. "Well I'll be- Hey, Kuno!" Ranma again prepared to aid Ranko at the sight of Upperclassman Kuno approach her. But again he was held back by Akane. "Akane!", Ranma protested. "Shhh... let's see how she handles this." "Pigtailed One!", Kuno called out. "Eek!", cried Ranko at the sight of that crazy Kuno. Suddenly, all two dozen boys rose to their feet and faced Kuno at the sound of Ranko's fear. "Bug off Kuno! You're scaring Ranko!" "Yeah and you're interrupting Ms. Saotome's story." "*WHAT*?!?! The *INSOLENCE*!!!! You mere mortals dare to separate me from my Pigtailed Goddess!!!" "She's not that slutty redhead Ranma runs around with! This is Ranko, his cousin. Your Pigtailed Goddess is the one who flashes for all of Furinken High!" Kuno began to stutter, spitting steaming spittle. "What sorcery is this?! This *is* my Goddess!!! Has Saotome bewitched you all into thinking otherwise?!? Not only that, but you openly defy me and defile the name of my Pigtailed Goddess!!!" Kuno seethed for a moment before addressing them with his head bowed and his eyes closed. "But I am a divinely forgiving man... I know this is Saotome's work, a curse upon you all, and if you leave now no harm will befall you." "Look man, Ranko doesn't want to talk to you.... If you want to get to her, you'll have to go through all of us!" Kuno turned and began to walk away. The students relaxed their tensed positions and exhaled sighs of relief. "Very well!", Kuno called back, "You have chosen your fate, all of you... YOU WILL *DIE* BY IT!!!" Kuno spun and unleashed a fury of attacks that sent Ranko's would-be protectors flying in all directions. Akane didn't stop Ranma this time, instead, opting to follow close behind. But their worry was unnecessary. Ranko warped behind Kuno and bashed him over the head with a giant mallet, a la Akane... apologizing all the way. The bruised and battered boys immediately began taking revenge on the fallen Kuno in a similar fashion to the girls who caught up with Happousai. Ranma went up and was about to get in a good kick when Ranko shouted. "Please stop! You should be ashamed of yourselves! He was wrong to attack us but that doesn't mean we should hold that against him! Now I want you to say sorry and take him to the nurse's office, okay boys?" Kuno's attackers all hung their heads in shame as they lined up to mumble apologies to the unconscious maniac. Two guys helped carry him away. "You're a lucky guy... you've got a great cousin there Saotome... she's like the sister we never had.", said one with a tear in his eye as they dispersed. "Ranko, I'm really impressed! It takes a very noble person to forgive and stop them from beating him." "Yeah, why'd you stop them anyway? You know he can take it!" "Ranma!", Akane scolded while elbowing him in the ribs. "Owww! Well anyway, it seems you're really popular Ranko... just don't get too near any of those guys okay?" "Cousin Ranma, you worry too much! They all seem to be very nice boys." "Heh, *seem* is the key phase... you haven't heard some of the sick things these guys ask me!" "Like what?" "Like if I ever- er- .... Isn't lunch just about over? I think we've got to go!" Ranma ran ahead without waiting for them, leaving Akane and Ranko to guess. -=-=- Ranma made it to his appointment with Miss Hinako without any major mishap. Akane and Ranko had headed home already, without him. Hinako rose from her desk when Ranma knocked on her door and entered. "Hello Ranma." "You promised me an explanation." "Yes well, I really didn't want to tell you but... I never could, resist *you*.", Hinako said coyly, "All right, here's how it works: It seems that Tofu's amnesiac potion only affected my kawaii form. So while I'm in this form, I remember everything. When I started to use the Battle Fish to raise my ki level everything slowly began to come back." "So I can just hit your pressure points and-" "Unfortunately, yes, you could do that. But you don't have to worry, Ranma. I'm not taking the Dust to maintain my ki level anymore. The only thing the motivate me into doing hentai things would be my memories." "I guess I'm happy for you then-" Miss Hinako cut him off by approaching him slowly. "Ran-chan, I miss you though... I miss them too. Now that I am no longer under the effects of the Dust I understand and respect your decision to abstain and be exclusively Akane's...", Hinako moved a hand to touch his face, "But that doesn't mean I don't want too..." Hinako dragged her fingers across his chest, licked her lips, and slid her legs back and forth... her meaning was very clear. "I'll have to decline." "You and the girls were my only friends for a very long time, you know. Nobody wants to hang around a freak like me... unless it's for a date or one night stand.", Hinako looked away, sniffling, her eyes watering. "Com'on don't be like that... you understand, right?" "Sorry... I do. But you know where to come to when you get the urge to.... -okay, maybe not. Akane's very lucky." "Would you please tell *her* that?", Ranma chuckled slightly sadly as Hinako kissed him. He felt like he was saying good-bye to her despite the fact he'd be seeing her nearly every day at school. As he left, he looked up. "You know what... why don't you stop by the Dojo for dinner tonight?" "Really? What could I do- Kasumi and Nabiki... they don't remember...." "Don't worry about it! It'll give you a chance to make some *real* friends. Not just playmates. How about it?" Hinako looked skeptical. "I don't know... not tonight. Maybe some other time." "Yeah, right. Some other time. Okay then, see you tomorrow, Hinako!" "Don't forget to do your homework!" "Of course, Sensei!" "Bye-bye!" -=-=- Upon his return home, Ranma was greeted by a most unpleasant sound... which brought back the most unpleasant memories. "BWEEEEE!!!" "Ryouga!" Ranma entered to see the little black pig being cuddled between his fiancee's cleavage. "Ranma! Look who came home! My little P-chan's returned!" "Oh yippee. Good grief, I thought I told you to get lost, Ryouga." Ranma muttered. "What did you say?!?", demanded Akane. "Akane! I thought we went over this-" As they argued, Yasha noted Ranma's hostility towards the little pig Akane called P-chan. She also noted the pig's disdain for Ranma... hmmm it seemed that they knew each other. Suddenly it came back to her. Yasha remembered this joker from Ranma's dreams. This was Ryouga, another of the cursed. Up until now, he hadn't seen Ranko... Yasha decided to make herself present. P-chan, was busy biting Ranma's hand when he noticed Ranko standing at the doorway. His jaw went slack so he fell to the ground and looked from Ranma to Ranko. Ranma took advantage of Ryouga's stunned state and stomped upon him with a vengeance. Akane slugged Ranma reflexively. Immediately she regretted it and ran to his side. "Ranma! Are you okay? I'm *so* sorry! Please forgive me!" "Uhhhhhh...", Ranma groaned. Meanwhile, Ranko picked up the delirious pig. "Akane, I'll feed P-Chan. Take care of Cousin Ranma, please? Ooo you're such a cute little pig!" Akane nodded distractedly, as she tended to Ranma's wounds. Ranko left the couple and took the unconscious piglet to the bathroom. She locked the door and cast a spell of silence about the room to ensure privacy. Pinching P-chan by the ears, Ranko splashed him with cold water and slapped him to make him come about. Soon, he was growling (to the best of a pig's ability) at what he perceived to be girl-type Ranma. His eyes narrowed and flailed his little teeth and hooves intending to do major damage. Yasha slapped him silly, pinching his ears extra hard. "Listen up, Pig Boy! Cousin Ranma doesn't like you. Do you know what *that* means? It means that I'm not wild about you either! So if you screw with him, then you're screwing with me!! Got it, Ryouga?!?" Ryouga was confused as to why Ranma would speak about himself in third person... he couldn't quite- ** Ranko threw the pig into a hot bubble bath, allowing him to take his human form. Normally Ryouga would be embarrassed to be nude in front of a female, but Ranma was a different story... right now he was just pissed. "Ranma... grrrrr... if I weren't afraid of Akane hearing me, I'd rip you apart where you stand right-" ** Ranko slapped him across the face yet again. "Haven't you been paying attention, Ryouga? I'M NOT RANMA!!" "What the hell of a pathetic kind of trick is this?!? OF COURSE YOU'RE RANMA, YOU ASSHOLE!!!" "Damn you're *DENSE*! What do I need to do to get it through your thick skull, huh? ... Okay, I've got it." Ranma began to strip. "What do you think you're doing?!?" Although Ryouga was more or less accustomed to Ranma-chan's naked body, occasionally he was shamefully aroused by it... right now was one of those awkward moments. It was always pure torture for him: after all, betraying his true love, Akane, for his greatest enemy's body, a perverted man-girl?!? He may be curse to become a pig... but at least he kept his same gender!!! Ranko briefly wondered if she should retain some modesty, but decided as long as she was playing "bad cop" with Ryouga, she might as well go all the way. Ranko bared herself completely before him, and slowly stepped into the bathtub. Ryouga's eyes widened as Ranko kneeled waist deep in the warm water without changing. "How- ?" Ranko cut him off by touching her lips in a sign of silence. Ranko's green eyes flashed him a strange look as she reached for a pail, beyond him, to dowse herself completely. This made her large breasts sway infront of Ryouga as she reached behind him. After soaking herself, she smiled slightly and undid her pigtail releasing her volumeous hair. Ryouga gulped as he realized that this probably wasn't a trick... and if it was he didn't really care. For the first time in his life he was getting aroused and remaining conscious to enjoy it. He watched as Ranko rubbed her shampooed hair on her breasts giving them an erotic glisten, all as she held him in the gaze of her green eyes. Next, she lifted an shapely leg out of the bubbly broth and began to lather up and down it's length... her flexibility aiding greatly. Ryouga watched as she repeated the process for her other leg. Then Ranko slowly got out and sat on the edge of the tub. Only a small patch of white foam covered her... she pursed her lips and blew it away. Spreading her legs slightly, Ranko began to clean herself, showing Ryouga her innermost secrets. Then naturally, she began to play with herself. Ryouga thought he was going to die. The blood that rushed to his head, threatened to explode out through his nose, yet somehow he was able to keep this in check. Ryouga dared not breath and stood statue still, fearing that the slightest sound or motion would stop this crazy fantasy. He watched her massage her labia, rub and pinch her clitoris, all with a seductive and erotic look upon her face. Ryouga looked up occasionally to her but turned away ashamed when she caught and held his gaze. But Ryouga couldn't tear his eyes away from her hands. One which she masturbated with and the other which squeezed a soapy breast through her palm. All that could be heard was the slight lapping of water, Ranko's quiet but rasping breath, the sloshing of her large breast in hand, and the squishing her other hand was producing. Ranko began to drive her fingers into herself with a steady rhythm, her breath becoming shorter with each stroke. Ryouga found himself stroking his erected shaft and recoiled in disgust. As he was looking down, Ranko came hard. Letting out a yelp as her cum plopped into the water. Catching her breath, she spread herself wide and began to rub her inner thighs invitingly. Her green eyes told Ryouga what she wanted. Ryouga twitched as he prepared to comply. Rising out of the water he moved toward her to- "HAHAHAH!!! Oh my-! Hah hah ha! You call that a-! Hee he! I've seen babies with bigger-! Oh ho ho ho!! Ha ha!", Ranko broke out into mad peals of laughter and insane giggling. Ryouga, now extremely self conscious, colored violently and covered his manhood. "You thought you were going to get somewhere with me... with that puny thing? My my... and how do you ever hope to satisfy Akane then, huh?", Ranko cruelly scorned. Ryouga was severely wounded but remembering Akane was what hurt the most. As his anger rose, so did his state of arousal... his twisted mind then began to contrive a strange revenge against Ranko. It would be hard to put into words how his mind was working but as best as possible it went something to the effect of this: Somehow, he justified the attempted rape of Ranko. Yasha that knew all this was running through his mind. She, of course, would, taking in consideration that she put it all there to torment him. Ryouga, while deranged, would never overstep certain bounds... but Yasha was making sure that it would be otherwise. ** "How *DARE* you laugh at me, wench!", Ryouga growled after slapping her across the face. Startled, Ranko fell backwards onto the tile floor. Reflexively she closed her knees together but Ryouga leapt upon her and pulled them apart. "Why are you suddenly so shy? Don't you want me to fuck your pretty pussy? Hm?", Ryouga smiled evily. He descended on her and placed his face only centimeter from hers. Ryouga sneered as he prepared to steal a kiss from her quivering lips. "Don't-", the scared Ranko said timidly as she shut her eyes tightly and squirmed between his arms. "'*Don't*'? Don't *what*? Don't do this?" Ryouga forced a kiss upon her. It wasn't much of a kiss as Ranko was biting her lip and shaking with fear... it was more like Ryouga sucking her upper lip. He began a similar sucking of her nose, eyes, and earlobes. "'Don't', huh? Perhaps you meant this?" Ryouga reached down and grasped both her large breast fondling with abandon. He tweaked one nipple while tonguing the other then sucked both tits as he did before with her face. Ranko couldn't help but to respond to the stimuli applied to her mammaries. Her choked moaned escaped only to encourage her attacker further. "Or maybe you didn't want me to do *this*?" As he pulled his hips back, preparing to thrust, Yasha returned his mind to its normal state... adding a double dose of shame for good measure. Ryouga recoiled and shocked by what he had nearly done. His whole body began to break out in a sweat and shivered with a strange fear. Not completely devoid of compassion, Yasha knew that the humiliation and dishonor would be too much to bear for Ryouga so she made sure to add a flag that would prevent him from committing suicide... if only to prolong his suffering. "W-w-what... What have I done?!?" -=-=- Funny things happen to people when struck upon the head with heavy objects. Ranma had had such experience, believing he was a she when he struck his head upon a rock. Just as a blow to the head can jumble one's sanity, it can jostle back one's memory. Ranma woke with a start. "Yasha!" Akane was too surprised at his sudden awakening to hear what he said. She was still holding a damp cloth to his temple when he sat up suddenly. Unintentionally, Ranma pushed Akane aside and began to get up. "I've got to speak to Yasha!", Ranma said urgently. "What? Who's Yasha? I'm sorry! Oh please lie down! You're delirious!", Akane said with obvious worry and guilt. Ranma shook his head. "No, I've got to talk to that-" "Please Ranma! We don't know a Yasha! What a silly name-" "Yasha! Ranko! Hello?! Where are you?! Yasha!", called Ranma as he began to storm around the Dojo. "Ranma, what are you doing?!", Akane asked, scared. "Hang on a second... where's Ryouga?" "Ryouga?! We haven't seen him in weeks-" "Dammit, I mean P-chan! Where's P-chan, Akane?" "I don't know, I think Ranko was going to feed him-" "No, no... that's not where she went. Akane please stay here all right?", Ranma said hurriedly "Ranma you're acting crazy! Please stop, you're scaring me! I'm sorry I hit you!" "*Stay* *here*!" "NO! I worried about you! I'm going where ever you-" Ranma cut her short by hitting a pressure point to make her freeze in place like a statue. He hated to do it, but if what he suspected was right he didn't want Akane to be messed up in it. First there was the appearance of Happousai's perverted evil twin, Hentosai. Then there was the Passion Fever Dust which made Akane & her sisters a trio of horny girls. Next Kasumi made her own version of the Dust and gave it to Miss Hinako, turning his sexy English teacher into a nympho. Ukyou, too was affected by the dust and joined the ranks of perversion. Finally, Kasumi had been turned into this weird hentai demon thingy once because of the Dust... Now a succubus was imitating a cousin of his that didn't even exist by using his cursed girl-type form! How did his life ever get so messed up?!? Sometimes, Ranma thought that some sick, perverted god was scripting his life!!! ... Somewhere else... Kasumi allowed herself a small smile. ... Moving mostly on instinct, Ranma ran to the bathroom and tested the door. Locked. Banging violently on the door, he got no answer. Fearing the worst, Ranma kicked the door open. Inside he was shocked at the provocative sight of Ryouga and Ranko nude upon the bathroom floor, with Ryouga holding his head in shame, all while Ranko's legs were still around him. When Ranko saw Ranma enter she quickly slapped Ryouga and hid behind Ranma for protection. "Cousin Ranma! This *BRUTE* tried to force himself upon me!" Ryouga looked more like a pitiful blob of used Kleenex than a brutish sexual offender. Ranma turned around and glared at her. "Don't you mean, *you* tried to force yourself upon *him*?" "Wha- ? Cousin! How could you-", stuttered Ranko, shocked. "That's enough, Yasha." "Ranma, are you crazy? I'm Ranko!" The naked Ranko began to back away from him in fear. Her act was so convincing that for a second there Ranma doubted himself. "Will you stop already!?!" Ranko backed up into a wall and tried to escape but Ranma blocked the way with his arm. Tears came from her eyes as she cowered in fear. "C-cousin Ranma... w-what are you... is that the way it is? I'll let you if you want to... I won't stop you.", Ranko said softly. Ranma shook his head wildly. "HEY! That's not what I- Yasha, dammit! Put Ryouga back to normal and put on some clothes!!" "What! You humiliate me like this and you don't even have the courage to finish!" "Dammit you don't get my meaning! I'm not here to r-ra-..." "Rape." "I'm not here to do *that*! Shimatta!!! Why are we even discussing this?!?! You're getting me off track! Yasha, I remember everything! Stop messing around, I know what you are!" Suddenly Ranko's entire demeanor changed. Her tears ran dry, her lip stopped quivering, and her posture straightened. In a clear and sardonic voice she answered him. "Guess it's not much use keeping this act up, huh?" "Will you put on some clothes!?!" Yasha smiled and her eyes glinted green as she made a dress for herself. "Is this all right?" "Just fine... we've got to talk-" "One moment... this might take a while so let me set up a little something first." Yasha's eyes shone brightly as she traced her finger through the air in a perfect circle, leaving a trail of light suspended in space. Then cupping her hands a small pinpoint of green light floated from them and struck the center of the light circle. A hole opened up through which Yasha went, dragging Ranma along with her. -=-=- ** "I'll get it!", Kasumi called. Not expecting any visitors, she was mildly surprised to see Hinako at the door. "Miss Hinako! What a surprise!" Hinako looked away a moment as if unsure if she belonged where she was, then cleared her throat and continued somewhat nervously. "Hello Kasumi. I turned down an invitation to dinner from Ranma earlier today... but I reconsidered and decided to come after all. I hope I'm not putting you in any inconvenience, Kasumi." "Oh no, of course not! I'm sure Ranma will be glad to see you. Come right in!", Kasumi smiled. Just as she shut the door a second ring came from the doorbell. "Hello? Oh Ukyou! We seem to be honored by many guests this night!" A second nervous guest stood at the door bearing flowers and okonomiyaki. "Hi Kasumi, um- is Ranko- I-I mean Ranma around?" -=-=- "Where in the world? ..." "This is a temporal displacement. Time moves much more slowly in here than in the outside world. We can stay in here for days, spending only a few seconds out there. So we can talk in here for as long as we need to then have it be like we had been in the bathroom for only a second. What's on your mind?" As they talked, Yasha slowly began weaving webs in his mind. "What the HELL do you *THINK* is on my mind?!?" "I don't know? My big squishy tits?" "Yeargh! Besides that!" "I know, I know.... Why? Right?" "Why are you invading my life, just when it was almost back to normal?!? Why do you find the need to mess it up, changing the people around me? What is with you?!?" "Ranma I'm truly sorry... but I'm on a mission- against my will- to get a pair of your panties." "BUT I DON'T WEAR PANTIES!!!" "That's the problem, you see?" "Jeez! I get it... but why do you need to make all the girls in my life, perverted! What does that have to do with your mission?" "Hey, they were already perverted, I just helped them to remember it! Besides, I'm doing that just for fun." "That's what I mean! Why are you doing that!?!" "Ranma... really, please, it's very simple... don't forget that I'm a succubus. I mean, human-succubus relations usually deal with sex- The Human Front consists almost entirely of Dream Patrollers making love to humans- it's a tradition that makes us remembered in certain ways by human folklore. But the fact of the matter is: I (and other succubi) like sex. Who doesn't? We might indulge in it a bit more and go through elaborate schemes to fulfill it, but we're basically like humans in this respect." "No kidding... at first I was certain this was a Nabiki or Kasumi plot." "See what I mean? Humans can be just as or even more horny than succubi. In fact, I know a succubus, Opal, who hasn't had any kind of sex in over 1,000-" "I get the point!!! Okay then, but why me? Why do you have to have sex with me?!? There's plenty of guys out there who would die to be with you!" "I know, but that's exactly why I don't care. You resist me. I find that... intriguing. So it's something to do. What I mean is: Would you put on a pair of panties for me?" "NO WAY!!!" "Exactly. But I've got to complete my mission... so while I figure out what to do about that, I give myself a little game to play that might even lead me to the answer of my first problem." "So my life is just a game to you!" "Please. Please don't be like that... I- I really like you. We can still help each other. Just... just make love to me and I'll leave your life alone.", Yasha asked shyly using her cute eyes and Ranko appearance to her advantage. The offer would have normally been turned away in an instant by Ranma, but the many variables that made up his current situation gave him pause to at least consider it for a moment. "What about your mission?", he asked suspiciously. Yasha drifted slowly towards him and began to caress his face. Ranma could feel a sudden wave of desire rush through his loins as he looked at his beautiful counterpart. Lightly running her fingers through his hair she whisper in his ear. "If you'll do this for me, I'll figure a way out of it. I'm sure I can." "I can't possibly- there's no way-", Ranma choked hoarsely. Yasha continued to move around him, gently brushing his neck with her lips. Her scent was so strong and intoxicating, Ranma struggled to maintain control of himself. "Please.", she begged softly. "I can't-", he mouthed without sound. "Please." "Why?", Ranma managed to say. "Ranma...- Ranma, my Dear... I- I- I think I l-love you...." Yasha surprised herself when she said that dirty four-letter-word. Now she was even more afraid her prolonged masquerade as a human was beginning to affect her. But seeing Ranma's face in response to what she had said made it worth the little bit of fear. "'Why', you ask? I don't know Ranma, I really don't know. Why does Belldandy love Keiichi? Why does Ryouko love Tenchi? Why does anyone love anybody? I never thought I was capable of love before I saw you Ranma. That's the real reason why I want you... why I want to make love to you." Ranma's mind was still reeling too much from Yasha's declaration of love to wonder who Belldandy or Tenchi were or to answer her request. What bothered him the most was that he felt that she was telling the truth. Like whenever Kodachi declared her undying love for him, he never flinched, knowing it was some queer infatuation... but whenever he saw Ukyou, his heart ached a bit knowing it belonged to Akane and that Ukyou couldn't be happy as long as she loved him. He always felt like it was his fault. And now, a strange demoness who was ruining his life was claiming that same kind of love... and Ranma feared that it was genuine. His fear that their pain was his fault always made him show favor to them, which they (and too often Akane) misinterpreted, and led to all sorts of trouble for him. Yet he still had the tendency to do things for those girls he felt loved him stupidly. Like the time he had sex with Ukyou... sure he was under the effects of the Passion Fever Dust... but would he have gone through with it if it had been Kodachi instead of Ukyou? Probably not. Everything was happening like that again when she said those awful three words. Strange thoughts which had been seeping in before now flooded his mind. Fucking Ranko gave him the opportunity to fuck his own hot body while making love to Ranko at the same time... he had to admit, the idea excited him. Besides, making love to one's self wasn't wrong... just masturbation. Without warning, Yasha kissed him full upon the mouth, pulled away, and kissed him again and again. Ranma responded to the kisses with his own but released her and pushed her back violently. The spell was broken. "GET THE HELL OUTTA MY HEAD!!! YEARGH!!!" Ranma pulled back gripping the sides of his head and yelled loudly. A tight gripping sensation came across Yasha's chest and her knees wobbled, feeling weak. "AURGH!! NOOOOO!!!!" Yasha bit her lip and reached out for him, flinching with concern as he cried in anguish. "MY MIND! LEAVE ME ALONE!!", he yelled as he swatted her hand away, still clutching his skull with the other. Suddenly the tightness turned to a knot and a heat rose to Yasha's face. Her out stretched hand became a clenched fist and her eyes narrowed squeezing the water from them. For the first time, Yasha felt what it was like to have a broken heart... before, she had never even knew she had one. "Y-you *BASTARD*!!! I loved- ** I can *make* you-... I'll make you-" Yasha's voice was cut off by her choking sobs. Her eyes burned green a moment sending a chill up Ranma's spine. Ranma froze, his body falling completely under Yasha's control... and after he fought so hard to regain his mind, he had no strength to take back his body. "Yasha? Yasha, don't cry, sweetheart. Yasha I love you.", she said through him. Ranma's body went over to her and stroked her hot face with the back of its palm. "Do you really love me?" "I love you." Ranma's body took Yasha into its arms. , Ranma pleaded. "Don't leave me." "I'll never leave you." The puppet kissed her. Yasha kissed back. They locked lips. To an outside observer, the kiss was an emotional, passionate union of two lovers insanely devoted to each other... but to Yasha it was completely devoid of any spark or love. What she wanted she could not get this way. As she kissed the lips of Ranma's body, she started to cry earnestly. Not the false tears she had cried so many times before, but real tears. "I c-can't do this, I can't force you....", she mumbled into the kiss as she returned Ranma's body to him. The kiss lasted only a split second after that. Almost immediately he pushed her away as if he was repulsed by her, this wounded her further, but it was just a reflex. He compassionately held the crying succubus once he got his bearings straight. "Thank you.", Ranma kissed her on the forehead, "You did the right thing." "Did I? I've lost the only person I've ever loved." "You haven't lost me. You would have, if you hadn't let me go, however. Kiss me." Yasha frowned slightly while looking at him with bewildered watery eyes. Ranma took the initiative, closed his eyes, and kissed her softly upon the lips. In his head he had already decided what he was going to do. He knew he could do this other ways, but he wanted it done, this way... Akane would understand because she always did. For Yasha, the kiss was electric. All the desire and passion and admiration and devotion and... and... love, she had for Ranma and that he had for her, she could feel in that kiss. It was through the kiss she understood what he was going to do. "Ranma... I understand your sacrifice. When we do this, I want to please you so badly... you can have it any way you want it. I'm everything you could ask for in a lover. I'll do anything." She said while stressing that last word. Her eyes glowed green as she began to shapeshift from form to form. "I can have any body you like. Do you want to play games with a nurse? A secretary? A flight attendant?", Yasha asked playfully as she morphed herself from one occupation to the other. "Do you like redheads, blondes, or brunettes? I can be Asian, Caucasian, Indian, or Black. Or do you fantasize about a particular girl in school. Perhaps you want all of these... maybe you're into group orgies! I can do that too!", she smiled as she split into three different, attractive women. Yasha was feeling almost giddy now. "No, Ranko... just you.", Ranma smiled awkwardly. Yasha flinched slightly when he said "Ranko" instead of "Yasha"... there was no reason for her to feel bad about it, but she did anyways. "Cousin Ranma.", Ranko said quietly as Ranma took her hands into his and kissed them. She lifted her arm, sighing as his kisses traveled from her hands along her arm to her neck, his fingers rested gently on her shoulders. As Ranko's delicate fingers began to undo his shirt, Ranma's fingers moved along the edges of Ranko's body to her waist. There they gently tugged at her blouse to get it out of her skirt waistband. Before she could finish unbuttoning his shirt, Ranma moved behind her and slipped a hand into her blouse. He glided his hand across her soft smooth belly while the other crept along her thigh, up her skirt. Ranko let out a little gasp when his hands came to rest on her panties and top of her bra simultaneously. Ranma did nothing with the lower hand, leaving there with a slight pressure to remind Ranko of its presence, while his other began to apply a rolling squeeze to her brassiered bust. He picked up the pace of the squeeze and began to rub his fingers against her panties in a slow and small circle. "P-please... d-don't... tease... m-me.", Ranko breathed. Ranma's muffled laugh could be heard through his kisses to the base of her neck. He complied by flipping her cups of her bra beneath her tits and by plunging his fingers into her sex. Ranko whimpered in delight as he continued his love making. "You're so very, very wet Ranko." "Cousin... oh!" Ranko orgasmed, shaking suddenly. Ranma took his dampened fingers and began to grease Ranko's nipples with her own honey. Ranma pinched them lightly then pulled them outwards. Then he simply teased her, running his finger in circles about her nipple. Ranko guided his hand and hefted a large tit up to her mouth where she began to nibble on the nipple. Overly sensitive, Ranko quickly came a second time as a result of Ranma's mammary assault. "Ranma! I can't stand it! Fuck me, please!" Grinning, Ranma flipped the back of Ranko's skirt up and pulled her soaking panties down to her ankles. Ranko stepped one foot out of them and kneeled in a doggie position. "In my pussy, Ranma! Ram your hard cock in my cunt!" "Ranko, you've got a really dirty mouth. You know that?" "Just give it to me, Cousin!" Ranma sloshed into her tight vagina, moaning as he entered her virgin sex. "God! You're tight!", Ranma strained. "You like it that way?", Ranko panted. "Ungh!", he replied. After a few awkward strokes, Ranma was able to get a rhythm. He was in heaven. Ranko had the most perfect pussy in existence (because she made it that way). Every stroke brought Ranma more pleasure than he had experienced before, even with all his special training with Miss Hinako. He just continued to repeat "God!" over and over as he came closer to climax... but didn't quite reach it. Yasha put him at a point that it felt like he was climaxing with every stroke but not really. Meanwhile Ranko's heavy breasts bounced wildly about as he pounded in from her rear. Unable to help himself, Ranma reached around and fondled. Ranko orgasmed repeatedly as encouragement to Ranma. Finally, Yasha let him go... his release caused him to nearly faint as he gushed his load of hot cum into her tight cunt. But Yasha wasn't nearly finished with him yet. Playing with his hormones, she redoubled his desire and endurance, setting him up for several more rounds. Ranma spun Ranko onto her back, grabbed one of her ankles, lifted her leg upon his shoulder, and began to pound away at her again. After a while he lowered her leg around his waist and held her thin waist. This position arched her back thrusting her chest proudly jiggling into the air. Ranko high pitched squeals drove him on as her breasts bounced in circles. Again, Ranma did not restrain himself from palming both large tits. He squeezed the breasts from the base pulled up to the top and ending with a pinching of the nipple. Before he came a second time, he withdrew and sprayed his seed across her chest. Ranko picked up her cue and held the sides of her breasts, pushing them together and Ranma pushed his shaft between them... right into her mouth. The effect was heavenly. As Ranma thrusted, the succubus's soft red lips engulfed the head of his cock and her tongue rolled around its tip. He had not choice but to explode in her mouth. Ranko swallowed the cream eagerly, letting a few drops escape down her chin for effect. Finally, Ranma did to Ranko what he rarely did to anyone else because they didn't really enjoy it, he ass fucked her. Sitting facing away from him, Ranko sat high and mighty upon his rod. She rode it until Ranma came yet again. This was followed by a series of postures of pleasure all which were repeated a couple of times... each. By the time he had finished, he was drenched with sweat and honey, and his heart pounded madly as he tried to catch a breath. They lay still for some time before Yasha spoke. "Ranma?" "Huh?" "You satisfied?" "Of course! ... You?" "Umm... well you know the stereotype that succubi are a race of sexually insatiable demonesses? That's more or less true...." "Oh man! I-" "Trust me you'll like this!" Yasha grasped his limp penis firmly in hand as her eyes began to glow again. A soft green light began to come from the hand, stroking his dick, until he hardened, supernaturally, again. Already Ranma was beginning to feel remarkably horny. "Ahhh... You should be good for another few- ahem- days." "D-D-DAYS?!?!?!" "Shut up and fuck me!", commanded Yasha as she straddled him yet again, this time assuming her usual form. Over the next few days Ranma made love to the shape-shifting succubus in every possible fashion imaginable to man (and demoness). Despite the seemingly tedious task, Yasha used spells to maintain Ranma's vigor, stamina, and eagerness levels to their fullest. Heal spells came in handy, repairing the sore spots. Yasha taught Ranma more than his mind could ever hope to hold or comprehend... "...What I don't see is how people get a kick out of having their asses whupped by a steel rod." "Well you see, S&M is a divergent kind of..." Ranma was able to keep entertained as Yasha pleased herself, by requesting special forms. At first, he timidly asked for the bodies of Ranko, Yasha, Hinako, & Kasumi... but as he became bolder he let her probe his mind and surprise him. Before they had finished Ranma had effectively had sex with several celebrities, centerfolds, super-models, classmates, occupations, and even two anime characters and a manga one... after all, what was a succubus for, besides fulfilling every fantasy he had without the real-world risks? About three days into the week, right after a jam session with the Sailor Senshi, Ranma began to wonder why Yasha couldn't just remain split and please herself... why did she need him? She showed him. While it was fun to watch, when she did it that way, anything that seemed pleasurable was essentially faked. Another person (human or succubus or whatever) had to be there to have it work effectively. Finally as their five, real-world, seconds came close to an end (Yasha insisted that was the shortest time they could stay) Ranma was preparing to say his good-byes to Yasha. "You're really going to leave my life alone now, right?" "That was the deal... in fact, after all that, I probably owe *you*!" "Good, then do me this favor." "Name it." "Don't go." "What?", Yasha asked, completely perplexed. "Yasha, I don't know where you came up with the idea of Ranko but-" "That's easy! She was taken from your mind, a copy of-" "No. That's Ranko's body, not Ranko the person. Ranko's character came from you.", Ranma said, pointing to her heart. "Nothing but emulation-", she said defensively. "No, it was more than that... more than an act. Ranko is a part of you. That means that deep down inside of you there's a kind and loving girl... or succubus." "Your crazy.", Yasha said nervously. "If I am, it's your fault. I love Ranko like a sister. I wouldn't want to see her go. That means I don't want to see you go." "The only reason you love her is because I made you!!!" "Really? I bet you think you've got me under your control but you're wrong... I let you do everything to me. Try to make me do something... anything... come on, I'm waiting." But what he didn't realize was that even before he had finished his sentence she was already trying... cross-eyed she angrily puffed her hair when she couldn't get him to respond. "You see? Yasha, I-" "DAMN YOU RANMA!" "Is it really that hard to let someone love you-" "You don't get it do you? You're saying that I've had over a thousand years to understand myself, and that I don't?!? I'm a succubus above all else... AND DEMONS DON'T LOVE!!!!! They don't dream, they don't care, they don't- have- souls.", Yasha said, her voice trembling with emotion. "What I'm saying, is that you've shown yourself to be a loving *person* (human, succubi, or whatever) and that I'd like you to stay around a while, if you can. In other words, I don't want you out of my life... but it's up to you." There was a quiet as for the first time in her life, Yasha was really unsure of herself and it scared her out of her wits. Succubi always knew their destinies and were always confident... but right now, she wasn't. She drew her knees up to her chest and rocked back and forth a bit as Ranma looked at her. Quietly in a soft voice she mumbled. "I-I'd like that... I-I'd like to stay." Ranma smiled broadly. Yasha smiled back and quickly regained her confidence. In her typical, aggressive voice she inquired. "So, if I agree to stay... do I still owe you?" "Nah. Not at all. You'll probably just have to follow a few ground rules." "** Rules?!" "Come on, Yasha, it's not that bad and you know it." "I know, I know...". She hugged him. "Ranma, I want to tell you that even though I told you 'I love you' to trick you into making love to me... I really meant it. And even though I'm crazy about you, I won't interfere in any way between you and Akane." "Yasha, you don't love me.", he said as he shook his head. "Aw, com'on... who's having a hard time letting people love them now, huh? Don't worry about it Ranma, it's not going to have an affect anyway since you won't remember any of it-" "Hang on a sec- Rule number one: No memory/mind games!" "Ranma, I promise, no more mind games- but I have to do this one last wipe!" "Why?" "Or else you've never be able to have sex with Akane ever again... You've got to admit that what we did back there was the greatest sex you've ever had, and probably will ever have. So after that you'll never be able to go back to normal sex unless I wipe the memory out... I also want to fade all this love stuff a bit. I don't think we'd be able to live with each other with such a complex and strange relationship: You love me like a sister yet make love to me, I love you but you love another yet I like her too... ya know that's going to get complicated.... So is it agreed?" "All right, this one last time okay?" "I'm going to have to wipe Ryouga too." "Fine." "And I might need to-" "Okay, okay, I get the idea! Just keep the memory tampering, mind altering/controlling thing to a minimum, OK?" -=-=- The Tendo dining room was a bit cramped that evening. The table had all the regulars (Ranma, Akane, Soun, Genma, Kasumi, and Nabiki... Happousai, strangely was not to be found.) as well as a few guests, including: Miss Hinako, Ranko, Ukyou, and Ryouga (who was fine now, thanks to a little memory erasing.) but much to Akane's dismay, P-Chan couldn't be found. Ranma had already explained away his strange behavior before to Akane which she readily accepted. And there was no shortage of dinner with Ukyou's okonomiyaki helping out. All in all, despite the quiet nature of the dinner, it was going pretty well... that is, until that ancient wrinkled pervert showed up again! -=-=- Upon his entrance everyone ignored him, except Ranko whose head jerked up when she sensed his presence as she let out a little gasp. Everyone else just continued to eat. "It's about time you showed up you old fart, not that I was missing you or anything.", Ranma spoke with his mouth full. "R-R-Ranma?", Ranko said timidly. Ranma didn't hear her over the munching of rice. "You missed dinner... and we're not saving you a bite you panty snatcher!" "Um, Ranma..." Ranko tapped his shoulder then tugged on it gently. "It serves you right you- Huh? What is it Ranko?" "Cousin Ranma, I don't think that's Happousai!", she pointed. Ranma started to turn around. "What do you mean- Hentosai!!!" Ranma leapt to his feet. All the other combatants stood up and assumed aggressive postures when Ranma got up. Kasumi, Nabiki, and Ranko moved behind Miss Hinako. "It's good to see you, Ranma... where's Yasha? I've got to have a word or two with that demonic bitch." "Ranma, how would Ranko know what Happousai looked like- Wait a minute! Yasha? Ranma you were calling out that name before! What is going on!", Akane demanded. "Not now, Akane! What do you want Hentosai?" "Saotome! He's returned for my daughters!", cried Soun in a complete panic, while violently shaking Genma. Genma at first glared at the old man in anger, wanting to defend his old friend's precious daughters... but then he remembered how soundly Happousai could beat him. And Hentosai easily beat Happousai. ** "SAOTOME! Stop playing with that ball and help me protect my girls!!!", Soun monster-headed. Panda was shaken by the frightening sight of a flaming horn-headed Soun with a snake-like tongue but did not budge. Panda Sign: "Sorry... Hentosai much scarier." Ranma shook his head in shame. "I just told you. I want to speak to Yasha." "Who's Yasha, Ranma!?" "Not *now* Akane!" Ranma pushed her gently back a bit with his arm. "I don't know who you're talking about Hentosai! Get out of here now before I knock you into orbit again!" Hentosai let out a little chuckle. "What an awful liar you are, my boy. Your fiancee just said she heard you call out Yasha's name and I know for a fact that she's here. Look, she and I had a deal, and if she's not ready to fulfill it I'm going to-" "Deal!?!", Ranma exclaimed. "It's not what you think, Ranma.", Ranko tried to explain. "Ah there you are my little succubus... did you get me my panties?" "Ah, um- well- er...-" "Spare me the excuses, did you think I wouldn't find out?" "Well I was hoping-" "Foolish demoness! Did you really think I didn't know in the first place?!? Do you really think that a being such as I would need a pathetic creature like you to fetch me a pair of panties!?! Did you really think that I cared about them at all???" "What do you *want* Hentosai?!?", Ranma forced through his grit teeth. It would be hard enough to explain this away, without him continuing to blabber. "What I *want* is a little cunt from you and your friends!" At first everyone sat slightly shocked by such vulgarity coming from what seemed to be a wrinkled old prune, but most quickly recovered. "We'd rather die!", Akane said defiantly. "Well after I'm done with you, you can do that too! HAHAHA! You can thank Yasha for my entrance too! It took me a while to use you as a beacon through the Demon Wards surrounding this place... but I was easily able to gain access when you screwed Ranma- that boosted your sexual transmission signal tremendously (though I'm still not sure how she got through the wards... but who cares? It worked!). Thus I was able to teleport into this lovely home- at such a convenient night, so many lovely women compacted into one space! Soun I must congratulate you for having such sexy daughters! A pity, their mother's dead... I would have liked to fuck them in front of her and then shown her a thing or two. HAHHAHHAH!!!" Soun shook with nearly uncontrollable rage. Even Genma was infuriated into action. The pair glowed with a hot parental & anger born aura that began to scorch the wooden floorboards of the Dojo. Screaming a blood curdling battle cry, the two fathers charged the pervert who had overstepped his bounds. Hentosai laughed it off raising his own shield of battle ki to deflect them, but he had sorely underestimated the strength and rage of his attackers. Not that there was much to attack, but that's what they did. A roaring glowing Panda broke through the shield and executed the deadly Spinning Panda Butt Smash upon Hentosai three times and was quickly followed up by Soun. Soun was too enraged to execute any technical attacks, relying solely on primal instinct. He simply crushed Hentosai's chubby little neck trying to squeeze the life out of him. He raised a fist and began to pound Hentosai with heavy thuds as Panda raked at his face with fearsome Panda claws. Never had Ranma or Akane seen their parents so brutal. Just as they were about to stop them, out of fear that they might kill him Hentosai emitted an explosive ki blast that sent Panda & Soun's scorched forms flying from him. "Dad!" "Father!" They were about to run to their sides but Hentosai stood in the way. His little wrinkled hand grasped his claw raked and bleeding face. Rasping for breath through his broken throat he made a strange hacking and convulsing sound. He moved his hand away to reveal a sinister and toothy grin as his bleeding magically stopped and his wounds began to heal at an amazing rate. With his throat repaired it quickly became apparent that the sounds he was making were equally evil laughter. "What an amusing and cute little couple of clowns-" "WHY YOU- YEARRGHHH!!!", Ranma shouted as he dove forward to attack. But as Ranma flew through the air Hentosai was already uttering the first sounds of a powerful ki attack as energy leaked from his eyes and crackled in the air. Ranma knew he was screwed. "YAAAHHH!!!!!" "Wha-!" ** "RYOUGA!!!", Ranma cried out. Ryouga had thrown himself in front of Hentosai's massive energy discharge and was blow away. This allowed Ranma to continue forward and combo Hentosai for a few hits before the ancient one swatted him away annoyedly. "Damn, Ryouga! What did you do that for...", Ranma said angrily as he looked at Ryouga's charred and smoldering form. "Why did you waste- ", he started then rubbed his eyes furiously... they were leaking a little. "I'll stop him!" "Ranko, no!" Akane tried to restrain her but Yasha phased through her grip to go behind Hentosai. Somehow, Hentosai already knew where she was going to pop out and fired off a thin, intensely hot beam at her. Yasha immediately teleported to another spot and the beam sliced harmlessly through the ceiling. She started popping all over the room but Hentosai's beams were always a split second too late but forcing everyone else to duck. Yasha got behind him again and hit him with a spiked steel mallet for all she was worth. Bashing Hentosai into a pancake. As he struggled to heal and arise, Yasha quickly got a bucket of water and splashed Ranma. "Yasha! What the hell do you think you're-" "RRRRRAARRRRWWWW!!!", growled the toad as he stood panting. "Enough of these games! We'll handle this on *MY* turf! HAHAHAHAH!" As he spoke a vortex opened behind him and began to suck everyone in. Ukyou stuck her giant spatula into the floor to hold her ground and grabbed Akane who in turn grabbed Ranma-chan. Hinako, Nabiki, and Kasumi clung to the table and Genma & Soun were safely behind the vortex. Hentosai laughed and split the table in two sending it and the girls behind it flying into the portal. "NOOO!!!" "We have to go after them!", Ranma-chan yelled over the wind. Ryouga's limp body lifted into the air and began to fly at the vortex head-first. Ranma-chan made a grab at him but missed. Before he entered, though, Hentosai stopped him with a finger to the forehead. "What's this? I don't let this kind of trash in my home.", he spat in disgust. Ryouga let out a groan. Ranma didn't miss it. "He's alive!" "Hmm, I should give you fighters more credit- YEOOWW!" The battered Ryouga had violently bit the toad's finger as hard as he could. Ryouga managed a smile. "Fool! You'll die soon enough... but no males are allow in my sanctuary!" Hentosai tossed Ryouga backwards over the vortex where he landed with a thud upon Panda and Soun. "I'm going in!", Ranma-chan called back. "We're right with ya, Honey!", Ukyou answered as she pulled her spatula free. Hentosai laughed insanely as the trio flew over his head and into the vortex. He rubbed his hands in anticipation then hopped in after them. -=-=- Hentosai's home was a whole other universe and aptly named, The Hentoverse. It was really a construct of his mind that could be anything he wished so at the moment it had a classical style to it. They were in a great hall of sorts, although there were no walls to speak of. Great white pillars reached up into a swirling purple sky and on into infinity. Red curtains with golden tassel and tapestries featuring nude women in lewd poses hung from the air. A red carpet lead to a grand throne where, of course, Hentosai sat. Two pools of golden liquid were along either side of the carpet with fountains of gold stirring the surface. "That was some ride.", Ranma-chan said as she rubbed the back of her head. The others were shuffling to their feet as well. The toad clapped his hands and smiled at his guests. "Welcome, ladies, to my home... The Hentoverse. I apologize for the sparse surroundings, I don't usually have guests! When I do, they don't usually complain. Ha ha! They're usually too busy trying to protest my raping them! HAHAHAHA!" Ranma would have really been pissed had she heard that, but she was too busy formulating an attack strategy. Without much to go on, Ranma-chan decided to simply test Hentosai's defenses against an all out attack. Nodding to her team- mates, they all charged for their frontal assault. Hentosai was more than ready. He sidestepped Yasha's energy beam, ducked Ukyou's spatula shurikens, hopped over Hinako's slide kick, flipped away from Akane's mallet, and rolled out of Ranma's reach. Hentosai laughed gleefully at their pitiful attempts to hurt him. He was much too small and quick a target. "Coordinate your attacks!", Ranko commanded. Complying, the girls were able to surround Hentosai and dog-pile attack him. But a powerful eruption of ki flung them all away. "All right everybody, that was just a warm up! Now it's time to get serious! CHARGE!!!- Wha- !!?!!" When Ranma-chan raised her fist for the charge she noticed a something. Instead of a hand with five fingers, she had what equated to a round fleshy mitten with no fingers and one thumb. She also realized that her arm was extremely short and fat... as were her stubby legs and small body. That's when she touched her face. Ranma-chan shrieked out loud when she realized her head was twice the size of her body. The others were figuring this out just about the same time Ranma-chan was so there was an entire chorus of screams. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO US!!?!!?!!" "Oh- HAHAHAH!- Nothing much, I just Super Deformed you! You should get a look at yourselves! You're unbearably cute! HAHAHAH!" "This can't take our fighting spirit!", Hinako said. She recovered from the shock much faster than the others since this was not really all that new for her. Rallying the others she waved her fleshy mitten. "Com'on, he's nothing! Let's get him!" Hentosai just stood there and chuckled as the angry mob of super deformed girls attacked him. Ranma-chan drew her fist back for an uppercut, but when it landed all that happened was that her fist let out a little squeak like a plastic chew toy. Determined not to give up she and the others continued to pound him with their cute little fists. As Hentosai ensued his savage beating Yasha shifted out of her deformed state into her usual, succubus self. "Hah! You can't transform that which can shape-shift, you old fool!" "True, but what do I care? One succubus is no threat to me. Neither are they, for that matter, but it's a nuisance to be kicked in the back while trying to do one's business.", Hentosai said as he dumped them in a crib-like bin too tall for them to escape from. Yasha floated behind him. "You can't screw them in this form but they'll fight you if you put them in the other... you can't win Hentosai." "Like I said, I can handle them one at a time. What remains to be seen is which one will be the first? Ah, I know! Ranma, my dear... you have the great privilege of deciding which one of these lovely ladies will be going first!" "Never!" "If you don't choose, I'll start with Akane." "A-Akane? N-n-no!" "Come on now, speak up so that they can hate you for your choice! HAHAHAHA!" Ranma looked from girl to girl until they all understood what she was going to do. Akane rushed to and clung to her crying. "No Ranma! Don't do it, I'll go! I'll go!" "What choice do I have?", Ranma-chan said softly, "All right Hentosai... take me first." Hentosai licked his lips and rubbed his hands happily. Casting a quick ward to keep Yasha and her attacks at bay, Hentosai reached in the crib to pluck Ranma-chan from the crib. Ukyou ran up and tried to bite Hentosai's hand but in her current state she had no teeth. Hentosai batted her away and took Ranma out. Holding her down, he reverted her to her original form in which the first thing she did was spit in his face as she stared at him defiantly. She strained under his grip yet found Hentosai to be extremely strong. Ranma managed to knee him in the groin though. Hentosai flinched only slightly. "Ooo, nasty! I like that! Your spunk will probably make you last longer and be more fun than the others, I chose well! Hee hee! Well come on, off with the clothes!" Hentosai squealed as he began to unbutton Ranma-chan's shirt. "RANMA!" ** "WHAT?!? YASHA!!!!" Hentosai looked up angrily at Yasha up above holding an empty pail. When he turned back he was greeted to the unpleasant sight of Ranma-kun. "Hey sucker! Remember me?" ** Ranma broke free and slugged Hentosai's ugly mug for all he was worth (which was quite a lot considering he bench-presses 15 ton weights now and then). Hentosai went flying into his stone throne and smashed right through it. Charged up, Ranma advanced and continued his assault. Kick. Block. Slash. Dodge. Chop. Block. Then a forward kick sent the old toad reeling. Hentosai got up and wiped his mouth. "I... HATE... BOYS!!!!", Hentosai roared and unleashed a ball of energy at Ranma. "Mouko Takabisha!", Ranma countered. When his ki attack both countered and plowed through Hentosai's attack, Ranma let out a whoop of joy. "YEAAHH!!! Eat *THAT* Pervert!!!" Now he was charged up more than ever. "Com'on you son of a bitch! Show me what you've got you dickless little piece of shit!!!" "Why you- HIYAHH!!!!!", Hentosai cried out. But Ranma hit his advance straight on with an uppercut. Ranma leapt up after him and air-juggled him with ki-burning knuckle Amaguriken. Hentosai was on fire before he hit the ground. Meanwhile the other girls watched, amazed. "Uh, wasn't Hentosai kicking the stuffing out of you girls just a moment ago? Why is Ranma suddenly so much stronger?" "I think it's a family trait. Something like Mr. Saotome's fighting ability. When he battles along side our father, Nabiki, you can see he's pretty pathetic. But when he spars alone, against Ranma he's almost a match for Ranma... sometimes even better. The men of the Saotome family seem to fight better alone.", Akane guessed. Yasha floated over to them and began to mumble. "Ranko! Why aren't you helping Ranma?!? And why's everyone calling you Yasha?" "Akane, I'll tell you later. Right now I've got to focus on what I'm doing... which one of you is the most powerful?" "I'm the strongest.", Hinako answered. Akane and Ukyou both shot her dirty looks but this wasn't the time to argue. "What are you doing anyway?" "I'm trying to break the spell that's making you like this... We'll need all the power we can get." -=-=- "HIRYUSHOTENHA!!!!!" "*YEARGH*!", Hentosai cried in anguish as he was blasted up- wards then sent spiraling into the ground. His broken smoking body lay still as Ranma sent the killing blow. "MOUKOTAKABISHA!!!!!" ** A small mushroom cloud erupted from the spot Hentosai once stood.... Correction. Still stood. "Wha- !" "HAHAHAHAHA!!!" As the smoke cleared, a giant dark man stood in place of where Hentosai was just a moment ago. Grinning evily and cracking his knuckles simply by closing his huge fist, this monster stood several meters taller than Ranma. Moving impossibly fast, the dark-skinned man got right in front of Ranma and lifted him by the throat. "Surprise! The Hentoverse is whatever I WILL it to be... and here, I am whatever I will *myself* to be! HAHAHA!!!" Ranma kicked Hentosai's forearm in an attempt to free himself but his effort was only met with laughter. Hentosai drove him into the ground, head first. Ranma smashed into and bounced off the masonry with images of Akane, tables, mallets, and giant ping-pong paddles danced in his head. Stumbling to his feet Ranma regained his balance only to be smashed into by Hentosai's massive shoulder. Ranma went flying into a stone pillar leaving a cobweb of cracks in the stone. Before he could even fall to the floor, Hentosai hit him with a punch in the stomach against the pillar. Ranma coughed up blood. Hentosai smiled and began to rapidly beat the pony-tailed boy to a pulp against the stone. Just as Hentosai was about to snap Ranma in two a blood curdling warcry was heard as a lone figure dropped from the sky. As he fell he drew his hands back, collecting massive amounts of energy. "SHISHIHOKODAN!!!!" "It's Ryouga!", Kasumi pointed. The blast barely caused Hentosai to flinch but the impact was enough to get him to drop Ranma. As the smoke cleared the monster let out a chuckle and approached Ryouga. "BAKUSAITENKETSU!!!" The tidal wave of stone forced Hentosai to block and he was thrown backwards as the ground he stood upon erupted. The next wave buried him partially. Ryouga propped Ranma's head up on his knee and smiled. "That should hold him for a bit." "What took you so long, P-chan?" "I save your sorry ass and that's all you have to say to me?" "Oh yeah, and- Thanks... both times." "No problem, I figure we'll be about even before this is over and done." Ranma didn't worry about how Ryouga had made it to the Hentoverse. That was easily explained by Ryouga's uncanny ability to make right hand turns into the fourth dimension. Not that he could control this ability a lick. But then again, careful planning never could out do blind luck. Ryouga pulled Ranma to his feet. "You ready?" "Let's do it." When Hentosai came roaring from the rubble, he faced two determined martial artists charging their ki attacks to their fullest extent. "SHISHIHOKODAN!!!" "MOUKOTAKABISHA!!!" Their attack didn't go unnoticed. This time, their combined hits seemed to be enough to actually damage the beast. As Hentosai reeled, Ryouga helped make him stand on even shakier ground. "BAKUSAITENKETSU!!!" Ranma took advantage of Hentosai's off balance state. "HIRYUSHOTENHA!!!" Hentosai was thrown high into the air and came down in a crash. Ryouga and Ranma took a breather from their massive energy draining attacks. Catching their second wind, Ranma gave the thumbs up sign and the two charged Hentosai, who was just getting to his feet. Ryouga opened with an array of bandanna shurikens, which Hentosai deflected... with his skin. Next Ryouga tossed his 1-ton umbrella at Hentosai's neck. Hentosai caught it between his thumb and pinkie, using it to pick his teeth. Then he crushed the entire thing between his huge fingers. "AHHH! You'll pay for that you arrogant- Oof!" The fast Hentosai already intercepted Ryouga with a blow the stomach. Ranma stepped in a chain uppercutted Hentosai under the chin but to no effect. Hentosai punched Ranma in the head. Ryouga tried to trip Hentosai up but his legs were like trees made of iron. Ranma leapt to Hentosai's head kicked him in the nose, drawing first blood but Hentosai caught his leg and flung him away. The battled continued like this. The impossibly fast, incredibly huge, and strong Hentosai batting Ranma and Ryouga away after each seemingly ineffective attack failed, was countered, or dodged. Meanwhile Hentosai was nailing some devastating attacks of his own. "Hurry up! They need our help!", Akane cried desperately. "If you'll just shut up... There! Got it!", Yasha said, no longer bothering with the protocol of pretending to be dear, sweet Ranko. "Everyone just hold still and you'll be back to normal in no time!" Yasha began the incantation her eyes glowing softly a first then brightening in intensity. After a flash of green, the girls found themselves on the ground, groggy and disorientated... but no longer deformed. Ukyou got her bearing's first. "Come on! Get up! Let's go!" "We're going- RANMA!!!", Akane shouted. The moment seemed to occur in slow motion. Hentosai grinning evily, extending his glowing fist at Ryouga. Ranma leaping in front, unable to push Ryouga out of the way in time. A intense thin beam firing from the monster's hand through Ranma's heart. Ranma arching in the air as red gushes from his chest and falling into one of the pools of gold. "NNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!", Akane screamed in anguish as tears flew from her face. Her knees gave out and she collapsed to the floor, burying her head in her hands. "Ranma....", Yasha choked softly. "RYOUGA!!!", Ukyou called. The beam had went through Ranma and into Ryouga's shoulder. He was clutching his wound and grimacing his white teeth spotted with Ranma's blood. "You... bastard... I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!", Ryouga roared in his full rage, his ki flaring all around him. Hentosai smiled. His palm was already glowing before he raised it. A bolt of energy shot from his hand faster than anyone could blink. When it hit Ryouga... it blew up. Tatters of Ryouga's bandanna, some aflame, floated down from the sky. And then a less pleasant thing fell with a flop. It was a foot... Ryouga's foot. Kasumi screamed, Ukyou cried, Nabiki choked, and Yasha stared. Only Hinako got pissed. "HAPPO-NO-COIN-RETURN!!!!", she screamed unleashing her awful ki attack it struck Hentosai dead on. He didn't budge. Hentosai just began marching towards her, the massive amounts of energy flowing off his chest burning ozone. "DIE!!! JUST DIE!!! I WANT YOU TO DIE!!! DIE!!! DIE!!!", Hinako cried like a madwoman pumping more emotion into her attack. But her battle-fish supplied ki ran out before her tears did. The little Hinako-chan, trapped in a little girl's body wept, unable to continue her attack any further. Hentosai continued to approach. Ukyou raised her giant spatula and attacked the hulking pervert only to be swatted away with the back of his palm and knocked into the darkness of unconsciousness. Hinako-chan rubbed her tears away as best she could and raised her fifty-yen piece. "HAPPO-50-YEN-SATSU!!!!" She began to draw on Hentosai's battle aura for strength. Any normal person would collapse under the lifetap within a few seconds. Hentosai merely laughed. "Hee hee! It tickles!!" He then shot Hinako's coin from her fingers with a energy beam. Miss Hinako reverted to her childish form again without enough time to fully absorb Hentosai's energy. Hentosai grabbed the little girl by her wrists and lifted her. "Hmm, very cute... but not my taste. I like your other form better. You've got bigger tits then." He effortlessly carried her to the edge of one of the golden pools along his red carpet. Still holding her wrists in one giant fist the other scooped some of the golden liquid into his cupped palm. "Do you know what this is? No? This is the source of my Passion Fever Dust. This will raise your ki level and make you my total and utter love slave. Drink up now! HAHAHA!" He emptied his palm onto her, it amounted to almost a pail-full of liquid. The drenched little girl shut her mouth and didn't breath any in, but the effects of the potent liquid were absorbed even through her skin. Immediately, Hinako began her transformation into the sexy knock-out adult she was meant to be. With her arms pinned above her head and her entire body wet, her breasts bulged and were a sight to see. Hentosai threw her to the ground and groped mercilessly at her breasts and under her skirt. Hinako screamed at the violation. At last, Kasumi and Nabiki could stand it no longer. They leapt upon Hentosai and beat and pounded, kicked and bit him with Yasha helping as much as she could despite Hentosai's succubus wards. "You bother me. Go away you pests!" Hentosai merely waved his arm and the trio was captured within a bubble along with the emotionally wrecked Akane and the unconscious Ukyou. This left the evil Hentosai alone with Miss Hinako. Hentosai grasped the front of Hinako's yellow dress and gave a quick jerk, ripping it in two. Hinako always went around bra-less so this left her breast open to view and Hentosai's molestation. Hentosai started by rubbing his greasy hands over her smooth globes and pinching her nipples to stiffness. He then sucked her entire breast into his mouth while beginning to work his fingers along her inner thigh. Hinako couldn't help but to let out a moan despite her complete horror. The effects of the Passion Fever were already starting to take affect upon her. She was creaming, soaking herself while foaming at the mouth for a man to take her. Yet she still had a part of her mind left to her. "I-I H-HATE you!! D-DIE!!! D-DON'T TOUCH ME!!!", Hinako shrieked. Hentosai shifted his muscular thigh and put it between her legs. She let out a moan and involuntarily began to hump his thigh. He licked her face and put his mouth next to her ear. "Really? Your lips say 'no' but *these* lips...", Hentosai said as he slipped his stubby fingers into her panties and traced the outside of Hinako's vagina,"...say 'YES!' You know, I can see from your aura that you're an experienced girl. If you show me a good time, I might let you live for a few games or so." "NEVER! I'd rather *DIE*!", she spat in his face. "HAHAHA!!! As long as you are in the mood...." Hentosai spread Hinako's legs and ripped away her panties. He took out his massive cock and prepared to impale her. Hinako held her breath and braced herself against being split open... nothing came. Opening her eyes she looked up to see that Hentosai had his head turned. Looking around his bulk, she saw what the ancient pervert was looking at. The surface of the opposite pool was boiling. Beams of an eerie green light began breaking the surface as the water foamed and frothed. Hentosai turned completely around to face this phenomena. Suddenly a geyser of gold and green erupted upwards bathing the Hentoverse in emerald light and a light golden rain. Yasha rubbed her eyes to get the stars out of them then bit her lip at what she witnessed. "Akane?" She lightly tapped Akane's shoulder. Akane still refused to respond so Yasha shook her gently. "Akane, you should see this." Akane moaned but looked up anyway. Akane fainted. -=-=- Amist a halo of green flames, Ranma *floated* above the stone floor. Energy leaked from his eyes and his fists were white hot. The inferno surrounding him was obviously intense... the ground below him was already beginning to break up and float upwards, pulled by some otherworldly force. "Impossible." Actually, it was completely possible. After toppling into Hentosai's Passion Fever pool, Ranma's ki level was raised beyond anything Ranma had ever experienced before. His wounds were insignificant compared to the power he held. The perversion of the Passion Fever became negated by the ki raising effects... Ranma was above such bodily lusts. "DIE!!!!", Hentosai yelled as he fired a huge bolt of energy at Ranma. Ranma disappeared in a mushroom cloud. "Hmph! Not so tough after all!" Hentosai turned back to his victim. Hinako screamed out loud as he bent down to kiss her. Suddenly, Hentosai's entire face contorted into a gruesome grimace of pain as he choked down his painful scream. Hinako thought she smelled bacon. Hentosai gingerly moved his hand to touch his back... only to touch charred flesh. "GRROWWRRR!!!!" Hentosai spun firing bolt after bolt of deadly ki explosives. Ranma, smiling slightly, easily flew between and above Hentosai's attacks. The monster charged the reincarnated pony-tailed boy using his incredible speed but Ranma easily dodged... he teleported away, in a plume of green flame. -=-=- "Damn! This shield spell is woven so tightly!", Yasha said frustratedly as she wiped her face, "I should have been a Caster, dammit... I'm no use to you! Why did I have to be a stupid Warrior?" Yasha punched the force bubble in anger. Kasumi, not quite understanding what Ranko was babbling, did her best to comfort her. "Ranko, you did your best, you're doing your best... what more can we ask?" "Kasumi, I can do my best and still fail... that's why my best is not nearly good enough!" -=-=- "GRRRR I'LL TEAR YOU APART WITH BY BARE HANDS!!!", Hentosai roared angrily. He spun and tried to crush Ranma between his giant hands. Hentosai screamed in pain and recoiled. Pulling back like a defeated puppy, he looked at his open palms to find them severely scorched. He looked up and through his tears of pain just in time to see Ranma's glowing fist. The powerful force bolt knocked Hentosai completely out. Ranma's fire died out but he still glowed with a strong green aura. The god-like Ranma floated over to quivering Hinako and looked at her with compassion. He lifted her into his arms and adjusted the tatters of her dress to cover her as best he could. "R-R-Ranma?", Hinako asked unsure. She gasped when she saw his face more clearly. His eyes were blank and pupiless... only a green flame resided in each. Ranma seemed to have not heard her and flew over to the force bubble containing all the other girls. He gave them a slight and eerie smile. Ranma then lifted his hand and rapped his knuckles once against bubble shattering it completely. Nabiki let out a slight scream as they fell but all the girls were caught by an invisible force and set gently on the ground. Ranma approached Yasha who stood there unsure and handed her Hinako. Then he floated over to Akane and touched down to the marble floor. He crouched and touched her forehead lightly, brushing a few strands of hair aside. Akane moaned and began to stir. "R-Ranma?", Akane asked weakly, her eyes focusing on nothing. Ranma smiled again and spoke... without moving his lips. A strange hollow echo accompanied his mind-speak. "Yes it's me, Akane. You're safe now. Go back to sleep." He moved his hand over her eyes and Akane went back to sleep. Without taking his eyes from her, Ranma addressed Yasha. "Yasha, I want you to help Hinako from the inside. I have something to finish. You'll be safe in here until I return." Ranma stepped back and put them in another bubble. Ranma exploded into flames again and started back towards the central battle ground. Yasha called out to him. "Ranma!" Ranma stopped in mid-air and turned around. "Yes?", his flat mind-speak made it sound more like a statement than a question. "Ryouga...." "I know. I saw him on the other side." With nothing left to say he flew off. "Good luck." -=-=- "Back so soon?", Hentosai quipped as he rubbed the back of his head. Ranma said nothing. Hentosai shrugged, "Hmm, if you're going to kill me you might as well be sociable about it! You know what? I haven't been a polite host, have I? Here I invite you to my universe and I didn't even shake your hand! Well, SHAKE THIS!!" Hentosai's face reflected concentration as he clapped his two hands together. Ranma looked slightly surprised as two massive hands of stone rose from the ground of either side of him then smashed together. "Heh heh heh.", Hentosai chuckled. His celebration was cut short. ** The explosion sent marble shrapnel ripping through the air as Ranma blasted free of the stone cold grip. Ranma raised both arms overhead then flung them forward firing energy blast after blast at Hentosai. Hentosai dodged as much flak as he could but was getting blown to hell, regardless. He decided to try to counter with his own ki attack. It was the wrong choice. Ranma's blast blew through Hentosai's as if it wasn't there and buried itself in Hentosai's huge self. Hentosai tried a massive ki blast that went outward from his body in all directions. The wave caused Ranma to blink a moment but Ranma flew next to Hentosai and released his own version of that attack. Hentosai went flying into a stone pillar leaving a cobweb of cracks in the stone. Before he could even fall to the floor, Ranma hit him with a punch in the stomach against the pillar. Hentosai coughed up blood. Ranma smiled and began to rapidly beat the ogre to a pulp against the stone. The pervert made a weak attempt at a punch which Ranma teleported through then swatted Hentosai across the room. Hentosai knew physical attacks were useless against Ranma, the burns on his palms and chest proved that, forcing to use the equally ineffective ki attacks. Hentosai charged up for another attack and fired it off... this time, Ranma reflected it right back into his face. Hentosai grimaced and wiped the blood from his mouth... well at least he healed quickly. -=-=- "Look at the energy! Ranma's almost like Goku out there!" "Wha-? Who's Goku, Ranko?" "Er-... nevermind." Yasha let out a sigh and rolled up her sleeves. Hinako was a wreck. The Passion Fever filled her with a fire that couldn't be put out. Nabiki and Kasumi were doing their best to quell that desire as Yasha prepared to enter Hinako's mind. Hinako was covered in a cold sweat and feverish in her moanings. The succubus hoped she could gain control of Hinako's mind using some blockers... it would be the reverse of what she was used to, Yasha was normally the one to remove one's inhibitions. "Okay, I'm ready. Here I go." Yasha kissed Hinako on the forehead, took a deep breath, then disappeared. -=-=- "Enough games! Time for you to *DIE* Hentosai!!!" Ranma stood over the defeated Hentosai, preparing for the final blow. "I agree, no more games... heh, but that's just it isn't it? This has all been a game, and an enjoyable one, for me. Do you think that you're alive by chance? No, it was by my design. Do you really think you can defeat me? I've merely upped the ante for my entertainment. But now, like you said, no more games. Come now... show me your power.", Hentosai said calmly as he rose to his feet. A queer smile crossed his face as he levitated a few inches off the ground... then exploded into purple flames. Ranma frowned. ".... All right then." Ranma's inferno began to flare and lick the air more anxiously. Hentosai's did the same. Then Ranma clenched his fists and spread them outward expanding his flame at an amazing rate. Hentosai did the same. The two fields collided and the ground began to break and rupture beneath them. Pillars of stone rose up, crumbled, then fell, and blocks of marble floated upwards then broke into dust. Ranma grimaced and flexed, expanding his flame further, Hentosai smiled and pushed back. -=-=- Nabiki stopped suckling Hinako's breast for a moment to look at the Hentoverse's destruction. Everything was breaking up. The tapestries were in shreds, the pools were either evaporated or small globes of floating liquid, rock and stone devastated and flung into the mix. Only she and her friends were safe in their little bubble. Who was winning? She couldn't tell through all the floating debris. "AHHH!" "Ranko?!", Nabiki said. Yasha appeared on the floor of the bubble drained, smoking, and nude. She gave Nabiki a weak smile. "Y-you can stop now. I've put out the fires, Hinako will be all right... provided we survive this. I'll need to give further therapy later, but she's stable." "So this is your true form?", Nabiki asked casually. Yasha looked down at herself realizing she was naked and in her usual form. "Uh, yes, I guess this is what you could call my 'true' form. Are you angry with me?" Now Kasumi looked up in curiosity. "Huh? Why should we be?" "I haven't been truthful with you or anyone for that matter. I've toyed with your emotions and loved ones. And I brought all this upon you. All out of my own selfish desire for freedom." "Ranko, we know this isn't you're fault. We're all friends here. Whatever you've done, it was probably Hentosai's fault. He'll pay too... just as soon as Ranma finishes him.", Nabiki reassured Yasha. The demoness nodded numbly. <*If* he finishes him....> -=-=- Ranma couldn't take it anymore. If he still had a need to sweat he would be doing so. Ranma was collapsing under the enormous pressure Hentosai was putting on him. NO! He couldn't stop! Now everything depended on him. He couldn't let Akane and the others down. Ranma redoubled his efforts but could feel himself beginning to break. "Unnngggghh!!!!", he strained. "HAHAHAHAHA!!!!" All Ranma could hear was the roaring flames in his ears and the insane laughter of Hentosai. "YAAHHH!!!!", Ranma screamed as the enemy finally broke through his defenses. Ranma was engulfed in Hentosai's purple inferno. Ranma could feel them licking at his skin, searing this flesh, and burning his hair. He knew they would devour him any moment now. Then... nothing. The flames retreated and a gust of cool ozone replaced them. Ranma opened his eyes. Hentosai stood gloating over him, mocking him. "Now do you understand? This is *MY* game! I *NEVER* lose! I could snuff you out at any moment but it pleases me not to... yet." "If you're going to kill me then do it! But before I go... you have to tell me.... *Why*?" "I understand. Why do I chase after your loved ones when I have a universe at my beck and call? Why do I need mortal women from your pathetic plane of existence when I can form perfect ones here, for my enjoyment? Is that it?" "Yes.", Ranma croaked. "Understand this... here I am a god. I can create and do whatever I please. Except one thing... free will. I have yet to make a being that has its own will. So I invade my birthworld for wills to violate or seduce. It has its own... flavor. A very, very addicting one, I might add. So I created a substance, the Passion Fever Dust, to help facilitate this addiction. It was a very useful thing that let me physically and psychologically torture poor, poor virgin maidens. And one day, I decided to visit my dear, dear brother, Happousai. I respect his taste in women and, of course, decided, in typical-sibling rivalry, to go after his women. *You*, in your accursed form, were one of those girls. You know what happened. I used my Passion Fever Attack. You screwed all the girls. And you all survived, living happily ever after. Kasumi, of course, started replicating my formula and used it left and right, and you, my boy, ended up getting laid more times in one day than I could hope for in a week! But you see, there was a problem you didn't see. I *told* you that to survive the Passion Fever Attack they had to lose their virginity... but they didn't. You see, *NO* *ONE* survives the Passion Fever Attack! You think I want little quarter-demon bastards coming and seeking revenge for their violated mothers... like *I* did to my demon Father before me? No, I couldn't have that! So the easy solution? Kill them all. Then there was this other problem. Your dear little Kasumi somehow began creating her own version of my Passion Fever Dust. An amazing feat! You see, *I* created the Dust, *HERE*... out of the stuffs of my imagination! The materials needed, *only* exist in the Hentoverse! So you see my problem... I have girls surviving a fool- proof attack that always results in a fatality... and I have a mortal replicating the impossible! So I try to investigate this problem but what occurs? I am constantly driven off by demon wards! Yet my brother, also a half- demon by blood, has free run of the place! I have no luck pursuing the occupants even if they leave! If I try to get within half a kilometer of you or your loved ones... I am suddenly warded back!!! Without any other choice, I resort to outside help, sending in the succubus as my scout. She didn't know it, but I used her as a beacon to enter the Dojo and kidnap its occupants. Now I intend to destroy you and your girls, one by one, until I uncover which one of you has such command over things impossible to mere mortals! Once I realize that, I will exploit that person to learn their secret and take their power!!! Does that answer your question, Ranma?" "You know what? You talk too much, pervert. You are also an idiot! If any of us held that power... you'd already be dead." "Never thought of that, but then, that's why I captured all of you. Whomever holds the power also knows this is *my* universe... held together only by my mind. Should I be destroyed all of you will go with me! HAHAHA! The power holder will not gamble on all your lives!" "Why are you telling me all of this now, you bastard?!?" "Because.... I've already concluded you are not the one." ** "YEEEARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" -=-=- "I-is it- is it Ranma?" Nabiki shaded her eyes trying to look through the smoke but she still could only make out a distant figure. The winds blew a extra thick cloud of smoke over the bubble obstructing any view. "I've lost him! I think- EEEEKKK!!!", she screamed when Hentosai's ugly face kissed right up against the force bubble. "Hello my darlings!", he laughed cruelly. "You monster! Where's Ranma!?", demanded Yasha fearing the worst. "How naive... you know the answer to that. How ironic that his last gift to you was a shield meant to protect you... is now utterly useless!" Hentosai flicked his forefinger against the bubble shattering it into a million pieces. The girls fell to the hard floor and faced the harder reality. Ranma was dead. Along with him, all hope. Nabiki, who had been remarkably cool, longer than even the demoness, finally broke down and sobbed. Kasumi was already shedding tears. Yasha cried too... not for herself, but for the girls she knew were about to be tormented beyond all belief. Whatever happened to her she could accept, she would survive and would heal... but these poor fragile girls, her heart broke, she would do anything to save them. Hentosai was not as compassionate. "Oh please! Save that for later or else your tears will run dry while I'm raping you! I really like it when they cry! HAHAHA! All right now wake up you little bitches, I want you conscious." He began slapping Akane & Ukyou across their faces until they awoke. All Akane could manage to do was sob. "Hmm, I think you girls are all overdressed!" He laughed at his own joke then snapped his fingers. Cold flames engulfed all the human women and stripped them of their clothes. Hentosai struck a thoughtful pose as he looked from girl to girl. "Who to start with? Hm? Who will a have the honor of being loved by a god first? I think it's only fitting that Ranma's fiancee breaks her engagement by pleasing the god who killed him! HAHAHA!!!" Hentosai grabbed Akane by the wrist and pulled her towards him. Akane let out gut wrenching scream after scream. Yasha couldn't stand it. She was powerless against Hentosai because he held the key to her powers... but there was one power she always retained. A right given to Warriors that couldn't be taken away. It seldom was used but it was always there as an option. Once activated there was no turning back. Now, Yasha was prepared to use that option. "IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU-", Akane screamed her mind in shambles. Yasha did her best to call over her cries. "Akane, I've got only one other option-" Akane shot her a look that showed that she fully understood. The others all seemed to know what it meant and agreed... only Hentosai had no clue. "What the hell are you blabbering about, Yasha? Shut up and let me fuck this bitch in peace. Are you ready, Akane-chan?" "YASHA DO IT! DO IT! FOR GODSAKES DO IT NOW!!!" "Thank you all.", Yasha said quietly as she closed her eyes. Then she self destructed. Yasha blew up in a ball of all-consuming green flames... taking Akane, Nabiki, Kasumi, & Ukyou with her. They had by mutual agreement decided to use Yasha's last option. -=-=- "That stupid bitch!", Hentosai coughed as he tried to wave the smoke from his face. Squinting he thought he saw a figure... a survivor of the blast? "Hello, Hentosai." "Hmph! So you're the one... I didn't think you'd have the guts to let them all die. I guess you're more selfish than I had thought. Eh, Kasumi?" Kasumi-sama stood before him dressed in a strange green gown. Her eyes were burning with emerald fire. "You realize your time is up." Kasumi-sama said it as a command. There was not a hint of a question in her voice. "What are you going to do? Take me before a jury and hang me, huh? These are my grounds! I am GOD here!" "Your human side is getting the better of you, Hentosai. Many, demons possess the ability to create their own universes... but they do not let that inflate their egos as you do. Even demons have the common sense not to compare themselves to the Lord.", Kasumi-sama said evenly, "They know their limits." "You vain, snobbish, lot! All of you! You think just because you're a goddess you can push me around?!? You're not even a respectable goddess!!! Demons have no weakness!!!" "That is true, some do not. You are not one of them. As for my standing as a goddess, it is irrelevant. I have more than enough power to finish you." Hentosai, not realizing his predicament, was angered by this meek goddess making demands of him. "Let's see about that!!!" Hentosai drew his power and took resources from the Hentoverse to mount his powerful attack. Space began to warp and bend in upon itself, taking light, time, and all of reality with it. Hentosai's hands cupped together gathering enormous amounts of other-worldly energy. Lightning crackled around him as his collection grew. Suddenly... Kasumi-sama walked up to Hentosai and touched his chest. "WHA- ARR!! NO!!! WHAT HAVE YOU- AARRRRGHHHHHHH!!!!!!", the pervert screamed as green flames began to engulf him. The pain caused him to lose his concentration and his attack collapsed upon itself and began to implode. Kasumi watched for a moment before leaving. Then Hentosai, his universe and everything in it, was gone forever. -=-=- Kasumi-sama sat under the cool shade of the willow tree on a soft pillow of moss and admired the beauty of the lakeside scenery. She hugged her knees to her chest and rocked herself a bit before sighing and focusing her thoughts. In a moment, the succubus, Yasha appeared from thin air, disorientated and in her Ranko form. "Wha- How- Who- Uh... Where am I?" "Hello Yasha." "What? Kasumi!?! How did you sur- Where are the others?! Where are *we*!?! What happened to-" "You're full of questions aren't you?", Kasumi-sama smiled softly. "I'm just- Wait a moment!" Yasha slowed down when she noticed the strange diamond-shaped marking on Kasumi's forehead. "K-K-Kasumi... y-you're a g-goddess!?!" Kasumi smiled and nodded. "If you're a goddess then this is-" "Heaven." "Oh! I'm in deep shit! I'm sitting in the middle of Enemy HQ!!! I've got to get out of here!!!", Yasha panicked. "Isn't that your whole warrior mission? To storm us and get into Heaven?" "*ALONE*!!?!!" Kasumi-sama laughed kindly. "You're not right in the *middle* of Heaven. And you're safe regardless... you're under my protection." "Protection?! I thought- aren't we, like, mortal enemies or something? Why would you protect me?" "You may not realize this because gods are the enemies of demons, but demons aren't the enemies of gods. We see you as simply lost for a time. Heaven knows we have gods that are nearly as bad as you folk. You remember Zeus? Or perhaps you've heard of Urd? Hah ha... you know, you and Urd would get along so- Sorry, I'm getting off track. The point is: You have a good heart. We respect that.... Do you recognize this place?" "How could I? I've never been to- Wait... isn't this? ...." "Yes, Yasha. This is the home you dreamed up for Ranko and put into Ranma's mind. Only I put it in your mind first." "Goddess can do that?!", Yasha asked, surprised. "We can do a lot of things. Like the pretty dress you're wearing... I made it. With my hands I mean... like Kasumi would." "Huh? Aren't you Kasumi?" "Yes." She paused. "And no. It's difficult to explain but our Lord, His Son, and His Spirit would be able to confuse you very thoroughly in the subject. I let things happen to Kasumi, yet at all times I *am* Kasumi... er sort of. Meanwhile, she knows nothing about me, even though I'm her... kind of." She laughed at the bewildered look on Yasha's face. "It's best not to think about it too hard. I brought you here because we have a lot in common. I'm not very popular around here just as you have been set up by your fellow succubi. I'm kind of kinky and meddle with mortal affairs too much for my Lord's tastes. I'm sort of a roguish goddess... like you are a good demoness. But the Lord's forgiving and lets me do my thing." "What exactly do you do?" "Like I said, I meddle with mortal affairs... specifically, Ranma. Much of what he's been going through is my fault. The strange coincidences, illogical actions, turns of fate, and changed mentalities... they're more often than not, my fault. Don't ask me why I do it, it's harder to explain than the Trinity... but I can tell you that I care for him and his loved ones, and that I will always eventually bring him through the end." "Then me, ending up with him, is all your doing?" "Yes." "Then the feelings I have... for him... are they fabricated by you as well?" "They might be... does it matter?" "No." Yasha laughed. "Am I saying that because you're making me? This goddess stuff is going to drive me crazy!!!" "Don't think about it too hard, remember?" "All right, you win. You're going to bring Ranma and the others back too, right?" "Of course." "Then why just me, for now?" "Because *someone* has to remember when it's all over." Kasumi-sama smiled then vanished. Yasha blinked. -=-=- "Pass the pickled turnips!" "Will you move over?!!! You're almost sitting in my lap, Ranma!!!" "Akane would like that, wouldn't she?!" "What did you say?! Nabiki!!!" "So where did your training take you last this time, Ryouga?" "Ukyou, would you pass the soy sauce?" "AHAHAHAHAAAA!!! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! *HOT*!!!!" "Don't eat so quickly, Father." When Yasha opened her eyes she found herself in the middle of dinner with everyone. The ruckus of everyone happily jabbering and munching away was quite a contrast from the serene surroundings of Heaven... but Yasha liked this much better. "Ranko, that's a really lovely dress!" Yasha looked down at the gift Kasumi-sama had given her and a tear came to one eye. "Thank you, a really good friend, one very dear to me, she hand-made it for me." "It's beautiful! Who is she?" "I don't think you'd know her....", her voice trailed off. When Kasumi realized she wasn't getting an answer she just shrugged and continued eating. Yasha watched as everyone celebrated without having a clue of the horrors they had suffered only moments ago in her perception of time. Ryouga and Ukyou, not looking, reached for the same dumpling and their chopsticks crossed. The both turned and for some reason began blushing as they each tried to offer the other the dumpling. Genma and Soun argued over who got the most bloated from drinking sake. Hinako laughed as she held a conversation with Kasumi and Nabiki about Ranma's bad habits. And Akane looked at the ground with bashful downcast eyes as Ranma took her hand under the table and squeezed it. Yasha saw all this, sitting quietly by herself. "Ranko? Ranko, are you crying?", Ukyou asked, concerned. Suddenly everything was quiet. All eyes were on Ranko. "Yes.", she smiled as tears streamed down her face, "I am crying." "Why?" "Because.... Because I'm so happy!", Yasha laughed, "I want you all to know- I love you!" "Ranko that's really sweet, we love you too!" "Yeah, Yas- er- Ranko! I'm glad you are staying with us! You *are* staying, right? We're all family here!", Ranma winked. "Yes, I've decided to stay." "Good to have you!" "Hey, a toast, in honor of Ranko Saotome! The newest member of this family!" "CHEERS!", they laughed in unison. ** Genma released a truly foul belch. "SAOTOME!" "Hey I told you I was more bloated!!!" -=-=- Akane slipped in quietly, stifling her giddy giggles. "What's so funny?" "I was just thinking about how you said you were going to burst... you think *you* were going to burst, what about me? I could barely restrain myself from grabbing you and kissing your handsome face at dinner. Imagine what that would cause?" "You're so cute.", Ranma admired her and love welled up in his heart. "Ranma? Ranma, are you listening to me?" "Lovely...- huh? What did you say?" Akane smiled and sighed happily. "Nevermind, you made me a promise." "I did? I know I promised to love you forever-" "Oh stop gushing on me, Ranma!", Akane giggled. She lifted the hemline of her nightie and wrapped her legs around his waist. Slinging her arms upon his shoulders she stared passionately into his eyes. "You promised that we'd finish tonight. I think we left off someplace like this..." Akane's mouth opened in an erotic "O" as she pulled on the string lacing the front of her nightie. As Ranma slipped the silky material down either side of her shoulders, Akane's hand slided across his muscular chest down into his shorts and took a hold of his erect manhood. "A-A-Akane!", Ranma choked as she pulled on his stiff member. Ranma's fingertips drifted from her shoulders to under her left breast, there they spread to move across the mound squeezing the surface lightly. Ranma decided to lay back with Akane on all fours above him. He smelled the fragrance of her hair as it hung down in his face, again his heart skipped at her beauty. Akane's nightie now was just a band of bunched up silk at her waist as Ranma reached up and cupped both her dangling firm breasts. He began to play with them causing Akane to moan and arch her back. Ranma strained his neck and began to suckle a nipple. The sensation was too much for Akane, driving her back. So Ranma just followed by sitting up straight and continuing his nursing. He used one hand to lead the tit into his eager mouth while the other continued to pleasure her other breast. Akane's fingers were deftly pumping Ranma's shaft and fondling his balls, the fat head of his penis rubbing against her smooth belly. Both were letting out soft, erotic moans. It was in this position, Ranko caught them. "Oh my!", Ranko gasped a la Kasumi. Akane and Ranma froze. Their hearts stopped at the same time and then suddenly both their pulses raced. A tingling sensation rushed through their bodies like the blood that was quickly making their entire nude forms blush. Akane's first impulse was to let out a shriek... fortunately Ranma was faster acting. He clamped his hand over Akane's mouth and motioned for Ranko to shut the door. "And lock it!", he whispered urgently. After she had done so she turned to see Akane adjusting her nightie to a more respectable position and Ranma standing furiously, ready to dish out some wrath with a bedsheet wrapped around his waist. It was obvious his state of arousal had not quite died off yet as the sheet was sticking several inches in front of him. "What are you doing here!?!" "I woke up and Akane wasn't there, so I got up and wanted to see if she was in here. I'm sorry, I never meant to- Oh dear- I'm-" Ranko was glowing red more than the couple had been a few moments ago but Ranma didn't buy it. "You little spy-" "You poor girl!" Akane pushed past him not hearing what he was going to say. "Ranko, don't worry, it's not a big deal-" "Are you kidding?!?! Why don't we invite your father in then, Akane?!? Yeah, let's just make it a party out of it! OWWW!!" Ranma yelled as Akane tweaked his butt under the sheet, "OUCH! Damn! That's going to leave a mark, Akane!!" "Ranko, ignore Ranma, he's just over-reacting. Just go to bed now and don't worry about it. We'll talk about it tomorrow. Please don't tell anyone about this, you promise?", Akane smiled kindly while pinching Ranma's lips shut. "I promise." "Good night then." Ranko turned to leave but stopped short. "Um, Akane?" "Yes?" "What were you and Ranma, doing?" Akane blushed again and smiled shyly. "You really don't know?" "Un-uh.", she shook her head. , Ranma thought angrily. His anger helped him resist the aura of cuteness that made everyone fall in love with her. "W-we were- um- loving each other... we show how much we love each other by doing what we were doing." "I feel- I feel... funny, Akane. And I think it was because of what you and Ranma were doing." Ranko clamped her bare legs together and rubbed them against each other. Akane stood silent for a moment then let go of Ranma's lips. He was about to shout a sound of protest when Yasha bound him secretly with a spell. Akane walked over to her and pushed her fingers between Ranko's soft thighs. She ran them up the insides of her thighs until she was going under Ranko's t-shirt and touching Ranko's panties. Ranko's eyes were shut tight as her entire body trembled. "Do you mean here?", Akane asked sympathetically, her voice laced with lust. Ranko's eyes remained shut as she nodded. She suddenly wrapped herself around Akane, hugging her tightly. "Akane!" "..." Akane was stunned as Ranko grasped one of her breasts through the silky nightie. "I'm sorry, I got a little excited-", Ranko apologized still fondling Akane's chest. "It's okay." "Hold me tighter.", Ranko said softly. Akane squeezed the smaller (but bustier) girl, her thigh slipping between Ranko's and her hand still in place. Akane's nightie began to fall off her shoulders again leaving Ranko to play with the soft globes directly. "I'm sorry, I don't know what I'm-" "Don't apologize, Ranko... keep going!", Akane panted, her nightie falling past her hips to the floor. Akane pressed the shorter girl's head between her breasts as ran her hands along the back of Ranko's thighs, up her shirt, and on to her thin pair of panties stretching across her round bottom. Akane slipped her hands in and squeezed Ranko's butt cheeks. This pushed the red-head's crotch against Akane's thigh, causing her to moan. Finally Akane decided to pull Ranko's oversized shirt off and expose her glorious body. Ranko crossed her arms over her bare chest standing in only her panties and a pair of socks. Akane marveled yet again at the beautiful body, Ranma and Ranko possessed before going ahead. Akane grasped the sides of Ranko's panties and jerked them past her hips exposing her to Akane's lustful gaze. Akane cupped the curve of Ranko's sex feeling the wetness of the excited girl. Akane got on her knees and brought her face level to Ranko's mound. Inhaling its fragrance, Akane nuzzled her face into it and gave it an affectionate lick. Overly sensitive, Ranko let out a yelp as her legs clamped shut and she reflexively pushed Akane's head away, her breasts jiggling freely from the sudden motion. "I'm sorry!" "Heh, it's okay. Here, you better lie on the ground and spread your legs." Ranko did as she was told and kicked off her panties. Akane held Ranko's thighs firmly as she prepared to dive again. Again, she was only able to get in one lick before Ranko began flipping and flopping, and trying to push Akane's head away while clamping her legs around it at the same time. Akane laughed and decided to climb over the smaller girl. She lined herself up in such a way that their nipples brushed against each other as they ground their sexes together. Akane introduced her hand, which went between the two girls, playing with both. Very quickly they came one after the other. Akane rolled off of Ranko, panting. "Your turn, Ranma." Ranma suddenly found himself unbound and full of passion. Ranma parted Ranko's thighs and pushed his own hips between her's. Akane took the tip of Ranma's manhood and guided it to Ranko's hole, she licked both the tip of Ranma's erection and Ranko's clit sending shivers through both. Ranma held his breath as he plunged in only half they way. Already Ranko was moaning as her sex made sucking sounds. Ranma pushed all the way in, letting Ranko engulf him and contract about him. Ranko let out a breathless gasp. Ranko bucked her pelvis up and against his as they rutted. Stroke after stroke Ranma bit his lip to keep from screaming. His balls slapped against her buttocks with each thrust. Finally he came, spewing what he had intended for Akane into his doppleganger and collapsed on top of her. -=-=- "More rice, please!" "Of course, Ranma.", Kasumi served him another helping. The entire Tendo household merrily devoured breakfast on yet another fine sunny morning. Just then Ranko bounded down the stairs into the dining room. For a second, Ranma nearly spewed out his rice gruel... then he remembered: Ranko happily smiled good morning to everyone and skipped over to Ranma. "Cousin Ranma, may I sit on your lap?" Before Ranma could object, Ranko sat on his lap. Akane watched, amused. "Aww, isn't that cute!" Ranma didn't think it was cute. Ranma was getting hard. Instead of smoothing her skirt out underneath her as most girls did, Ranko had flipped the back of her skirt up, placing her bare, bouncy, *pantiless* bottom on Ranma's crotch. "Akane get her off! Jeez, wasn't last night enough for you?" "What happened last night?", Akane asked. Ranma looked at her face a moment before realizing she genuinely didn't know. , she thought in a sweet tone. "-okay? Ranma, are your listening?" "Huh? Uh, yeah." "Ranma, what happened last night?", Akane demanded. "N-nothing. It was nothing." , she laughed in his head. <-and expose my naked bottom to everyone here?> "-are you okay, Ranma?" "Huh? What?" "You're gritting your teeth!", Akane said, concerned. "And you're face is awfully red!", Nabiki added. "It's n-nothing.", he said distractedly. , she agreed gleefully. , he sighed. , she giggled. "Ranma, Ranko, it's time to go!", Akane called. "Coming, Akane." Ranko got up and stood next to Akane. "Well are you coming, Ranma?" Akane stamped her foot impatiently. Ranma looked down at the massive erection he had under the table and knew he couldn't get up. What would Akane think of him if he got that from Ranko! "Err, I think I'll stay here a while." "Well you can't! We're going to be late!" "I just need to sit a bit!" "Let's *GO*!" "I can't!" "If you don't move....", she threatened. "Akane, please!" "Okay, buster, I'm dragging you out!!!" "No, Akane don't!!!" "Let go of the table leg, Ranma!" "Ranma, don't make a scene!" Yasha used her powers to make him to super light. Akane had no problem prying him free and tossing him into the air for everyone to see. Everyone face faulted. "EEEKKKK!!!!", Ranko shrieked. "RANMA!!", Genma shouted, bug-eyed. "Don't look, Daughters!", Soun said, shielding Kasumi and Nabiki. "W-O-W!", Nabiki whistled, peeking through her father's fingers. "Oh my!", Kasumi gasped. Ranma fell on his back, soldier standing proudly at attention in his trousers. Ranma covered his face with his forearm, let out a groan, then sobbed "Why me?" Ranma cried harder. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Author's Notes ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You *knew* what was gonna happen, didn't you? Once main characters began dying off left and right, you knew somehow they were all coming back in a big happy ending! Well SUE me! I'm a sucker for happy endings! Who needs all those depressing sad-fics and dark- fics to get us down when there's life to do that? (Don't you *dare* connect that statement with lemon-fics and my sex life! ^-^) I have to apologize for blaming Kasumi-sama for any and all my logic errors and mistakes. If anything I should be blaming Amber! ** Ow! Amber-sama! ** Oh all right! It's all my fault... jeez! Oh yeah, and I'd like to thank Amber-sama (you know sometimes I think *she's* a demoness!) and everyone else for their input. A special thanks to David Bateson, who has helped me edit the series and more. Sorry, Francis, for bringing Ryouga back to life... but like I said, I'm a sucker for happy endings! Well I am truly glad that's over. It took me forever because of the many other responsibilities in my life, but I finished! This one fic alone is longer than all the previous ones combined! Never did I imagine I could write so much to say so little! I hope I gave you a good read. (Okay, okay! A decent one? ... A marginal one, at least? ... Oh, com'on give me a little credit! Please!!!) This is probably the last of the Lemonade Punch series. ** I might get around to finishing the last two fics I already have drafted, but I can't promise it. I hope this series is enough to get me my own directory in the Anime FanFic Archive! (My life's goal!) I really hope to hear your comments about this or any of the other fics in the LP series. As for those last two LP fics... (if for some odd reason you are interested) the first one is a Ranma/Fighting Games cross-over and the second is a Street Fighter lemon. Both are already drafted but who knows when I'll get around to finishing them up. Bug me if you really want these stories to see the daylight. (I'm kidding by the way... ^-^) That's all I have to say for now. I had a great time dreaming up this stuff for you to read... and half of that never made it to paper so you can imagine how long it could have been! Goodbye and remember, the fate of the next Lemonade Punch lies in your hands!