"Passion Spice Pandemonia" by Rpgingmaster A Ranma 1/2 Lemon Rated NC-17 *LEMON WARNING* Note: You are about to witness two anime characters, a male and female, mate, copulate, make love, or whatever term floats your boat, and despite the fact that there is a plot inbetween the lemon parts, it's still depicts acts of a sexual nature, so if you are underage, or you're a prude, then leave now, for I cannot held be held legally responsible for what you see past this disclaimer. P.S.- This story has some original characters mentioned, and they are all the property of me!!!!!! *************************************************************************** RM looked around the table in disgust. Here he was, sitting around a table with his lackeys, trying to come up with a good lemon, and all of them were proving as helpful as a gun to the head. In fact, he wanted to scream as Nemesis, his resident Shikama, piped up, "Why don't we write a tentacle rapefic?" RM nearly jumped over the table to strangle the youma, but he managed to keep his temper in check as he said, "HELL NO!!!" Then, Dr. Tahley Wacker, his resident mad scientist with an unfortunate name, suggested, "Well...how about a Lust Virus fic?" RM cursed a few times, then composed himself and angrily replied, "Doesn't anyone have an idea that has a little CLASS?!?!?!?!" Suddenly, Ms. Bra Estes, Dr. T's assistant, and the resident nympho, placed her ample cleavage on the table and said, "Why don't we use Passion Spice?" The minute he heard it, RM inwardly groaned. He knew that Passion Spice was bascially nymphomania in an edible form, and that many a fellow lemon writer who was too lazy to write a decent plot used it to make sure that the characters of their choice would get each other laid. It was tacky, crass, and downright unprofessional....yet it was the only idea that seemed to have a dim chance in hell of suceeding right about then. With a heavy sigh, he said, "Alright, we'll go with that, now who should we pair up?" Just then, Fuy Gacker, the gay tentacle monster started yelling about making a yaoi. However, his mouth was cut short when RM whipped out a gun and shot the little kisama many, many times. After that was over, Nemesis suggested, "How about we pair up Ranma with someone?" RM actually smiled, and said, "Okay, we'll go with that, but if anyone suggests another Ranma\Akane lemon, I'm shoving a bokken up your butts!" The lackeys winced as that painful sounding threat formed a disturbing picture in their minds. After that was over, Ms. B piped up, "How about a Ranma\Hinako lemon. At that moment, RM actually froze, and he stared in shock at Ms. B as his brain went to work on that possibility. Finally, he said, "Hmmm....now that could be interesting......you're all dismissed....." The other crew filed out, and that when RM whipped out his notebook, and he went to work............. *************************************************************************** It was a quiet night at the Tendo dojo, and Ranma was unable to sleep. In fact, right now he was laying awake thinking about the various women in his life. His first thoughts were about Akane. Sure, he wanted the insane engagement that their fathers had cooked up for them to work out, but Ranma wasn't as stupid as some claimed, and even he could see that their engagement was swirling down the shitter. Next, he thought about Shampoo. Even though the girl had a clear advantage over Akane in the asthetics department, everywhere else, was where she fell flat. She was pushy, acted like a bimbo half the time, and Ranma didn't find a woman who wanted to drag him back to a society where men were inferior to be any good reason to marry her. Then, his thoughts turned to Ukyo. Sure, he loved her, but he loved her like a brother loves his sister, and Ranma felt sick every time he thought of incest, which thankfully wasn't often. Next, his mind wandered over to Kodachi. He couldn't deny that the girl was rich and beautiful, but only two things disqualified her. One was that scary as hell laugh of hers, the one that could make grown men cry. Second, her toxicology obsession was more than a little disturbing, and he was terrified to eat anything she cooked, lest it contain some wierd and potent love potion. As all of those women were rejected in his mind, he thought about those that hadn't staked a claim in being fiance, or at least a halfway viable one. Azusa was out, as Ranma didn't care for her, and the feeling was apparently mutual. Mariko was also disqualified, mostly because he barely knew her, and he promised himself that if she ever hooked up with Kuno, he would give her his blessings. Just then, Ms. Hinako came to mind. He was about to dismiss the thought, but he just couldn't get her out of mind at the moment, so he went over her pluses and minuses. She was definitely attractive and smart, two qualities he had always admired. Also, the fact she hadn't made a move on him was also a definite plus, and Ranma had to admit he hated being pursued. However, he put that thought aside, mostly because it would never come to fruitition. Yet, as he closed his eyes, he still continued to quitely lust over her................. ************************************************************************** At about the same time, a Ms. Hinako Nomuyura was having a rather erotic dream. Specifically, it was about her, and a certain bishounen stud, and both were definitely doing some ecchi things. However, her dream was cut short just as she climaxed, and that's when she woke up. When she did, she realized that her nightgown was soaked with her love juice, and that she was probably going to need a bath. She rolled over and checked the clock. 5:00 A.M. Then, she hopped out of bed and headed for the furo. Once inside, she tossed her nightgown in the hamper. She then waited until the hot water was at a proper level before she slid down into the tub to soak. As she lay there, she was caught up in her own thoughts. She was still, according to her birth certificate, in her early 20's, and even though most women got married around this time, she hadn't had any such interests in getting hitched. However, that didn't mean that had no such interests in the opposite sex, and in that category, she still looked eagerly at choice candidates. The strange thing, though, was that her prime choice was already being fought over, namely Ranma Saotome, the only boy in Nerima with four women pretty much begging for his attention. As she thought about, she realized that her reasons for wanting him were somewhat more.....primal than the others. While Akane, Ukyo, Shampoo, and Kodachi held some genuine love for him, in some form or fashion, she merely wanted him for his body, which was pretty damned hot to begin with. Unfortunately, fantasizing was all she could do. One, she was his teacher, and she didn't believe in fraternization of that sort with her students. Two, she knew that all four women, skilled martial artists in their own right, would fight her to the death for Ranma, and even though she knew enough fighting technique to spar occasionally, and even though she was pretty much the grandmaster of ki drainage attacks, she still knew that she would get her ass kicked if she tried to make a move on Ranma. The biggest factor, though, was that she didn't even know if Ranma even liked her, and she wasn't stupid enough to try forcing herself on him. Besides, after all the times she sapped him of ki energy, she didn't even think he held a modicum of trust in her. With that in mind, she finished her bath, then she went to work on making the next test for her class, and she continued to quietly lust over Ranma....... *************************************************************************** Later that morning....... *************************************************************************** Shampoo was making her "airen" a special batch of noodles. In fact, these noodles were spiked with "Passion Spice" As she made the breakfast ramen, she looked at the bottle of herbs that her grandmother had warned her not to use. The label said, (Will make whoever ingests this extremely inclined toward whoever they desire, and vice versa.......) There was more, but Shampoo was so happy about the first half, she didn't notice the smaller lettering that said: (WARNING: May have permanent or unknown effects!) Soon, the ramen was finished, and she put two bowls worth in matching boxes, then ran outside, and sped off towards the school on "The Bicycle of Death". When she arrived, she realized that she was there before anyone else but the baka principal, so she decided to place the ramen on Ranma's desk. Since the front door was locked, she decided to find a window she could open so could leave the ramen on his desk as a surprise. She did find a window, which happened to be right next to Ms. Hinako's desk. She then looked around for Ranma's desk. She managed to find the correct one, and she put a box of steaming ramen on his desk. Just then, she heard the cell phone her grandmother had gotten her for deliveries chirp in her pocket, and she was told she had to make a delivery. She quickly left, but in her haste, she didn't realize that she had left the other box on Ms. Hinako's desk...... **************************************************************************** Around 7:30 A.M. **************************************************************************** Ms. Hinako had just arrived, a little frazzled from having to stop some rowdy teenagers, and having finish about 130 test papers. As she entered her class, her growling stomach reminded her she had not eaten yet. However, as if Kami-sama had answered her unspoken question, she saw a box of ramen on her desk. Instantly, her hunger overpowered her observance of the rules, and she started chowing down on the ramen, in defiance of the "no food in class" rules. She soon polished off the whole box, and not only did she feel a little full, she found that her earlier, lust driven thoughts about Ranma had come back, and she was unaware that her voice had gotten a little lower. However, she was temporarily rebounded back to the real world when she saw Ranma run in, narrowly avoiding getting malleted by Akane. As soon as she saw him, she did her best to keep her emotions in check, and she suceeded, but barely. Just then, Ranma saw the other box of ramen on his desk, and his stomach took the reins over his mind, and he found himself bent over the noodles, happily polishing off the box like a diarretic going through toilet paper. He soon finished, and that's when he noticed that he felt a little warm. He looked up and saw Ms. Hinako, and that when he went from pleasantly warm, to blazing hot. In fact, he was trying to be discreet, but he found himself getting turned on just looking at her, not realizing that she was doing the same thing. Just then, the bell rang, and that returned to them both enough sanity to realize that they had a school day to get through..... *************************************************************************** Around lunchtime........ *************************************************************************** By lunchtime, Ranma found he could barely control himself, and he realized that he was feeling extremely horny, and all for his ki vampire teacher, who strangely enough, hadn't reverted to her child form all day. However, he hadn't had time to dwell on that, as he had to fend off Ryouga, and it was bittersweet relief that he was called to Ms. Hinako's room because she needed to tell him something, and that inadvertenly saved him from a fight between Akane and Kodachi. As he walked in, he tried not to look directly at Ms. Hinako, unaware that she was doing the same. He sat down across the desk from her, and she told him, in a strange, husky voice that she needed him to report to her class after school for makeup work. He didn't know why, but instead of the usual whining he usually did, he leaned over and asked her when he needed to arrive. At that point, he was unaware that the two of them were mere inches from each other's face, and he felt the strangest urge to kiss her...... At that point, he was, quite literally, saved by the bell, which rang before they both started snogging each other's faces off. She managed to tell him to arrive right after school, and that when he broke off into a dead run for next class, to the disappointment of his now aroused beyond reason English teacher. **************************************************************************** That afternoon...... **************************************************************************** Ranma's nerves were all shot to hell by the time he arrived in Ms. Hinako's class, and not without good reason, as he kept getting various ecchi images of him and her in his mind all day, and it was a battle of wills to control himself. Unknown to him, Ms. Hinako had much the same problem. In fact, as entered her class, she wordlessly handed him his assignment, and had to restrain herself from the jumping the hot piece of ass in front of herself. Ranma sat down at his desk and started to work intently on his work, hoping that it might dispel the weird horniness he had built up that day. However, it didn't seem to work, and all he did was finish in record time, but instead of leaving, he buried his head in his hands, trying to get himself under control. Meanwhile, Ms. Hinako had also been trying to rein herself in, and that's when she saw Ranma holding his head in his hands. She went over to see if he was alright, and the minute she touched him, he slumped over to the floor. Concerned, and amorous, she held him up by his shoulders, and he grabbed her waist on the way up. As soon as he reached full height, the Passion Spice kicked into high gear, and that's when their lips crushed together in a passionate kiss. Their eyes went wide for a second, each wondering what the hell they were doing, but the pleasure they felt from the very passionate frencher they were sharing overruled any weak objections. As they continued to kiss, their hands ran over each other bodies, their hot flesh intermingling nicely with each other as they started mutually loosening each other's collars. Once that was done, their lips separated, and each could only utter, "I want you......", before what was left of their fast dwindling restraint disappeared. With that said, Ranma could feel Hinako's hands deftly remove his red Chinese shirt, exposing his well developed chest, which she lost no time in running her hands over, much to the bishounen's delight. Even though he was enjoying her caresses, he decided it was time to return the favor, so he quickly unbuttoned her blouse in what seemed to be one motion, and as it fell off, he reached behind her back, and undidn the hook on her bra, allowing her ample cleavage to hang freely in front of his face. As her twin mounds hung in front of his face, his lust turned animalistic, and that's when they both wound up on the floor, and he started to fondle one breast with slow, gentle caresses, while his mouth started giving furious attention to the other one, laving the erect flesh of her aureole with his tongue. She moaned in sheer pleasure as his breast play caused that flame of arousal she had built up inside of her all day started to explode, and she felt herself whimper in delight as he continued. However, she felt the heat in her loins, which had been a steady simmer, turn in a steady boil, and that's when she raised her long legs up, and she hooked her toes in the waistband of his pants and pushed down, removing his pants and boxers in one fell swoop, leaving the bishounen stud naked. Ranma, feeling the sudden draft, decided that turnabout was fair play, and her couldn't help himself as shimmied down, and in mimicry to her earlier maneuveurs, he hooked his fingers around her skirtband, and he pulled down, taking the skirt and panties down, leaving her naked as well. Now that they were both nude, they both took a few moments to admire their naked forms. That was but momentary, as Ranma, now entranced by the musk emanating from Ms. Hinako's thatch, was turning him on, and he couldn't stop himself as he dove in, and started ravishing the inside of her petals with his tongue, enjoying the sweet, yet delightfully tangy taste of her nectar. As he continued ravishing her folds, she moaned pleasurably, and as she felt herself writhe under his ministrations, she grabbed the back of Ranma's head for support, inadvertanetly pushing him inward, giving him complete access, and as he found the delicate nubbin of her clitoris, he started flicking his tongue over it, driving her closer and closer to climax. Soon, she felt her body tremble violently as she released her love juice, which Ranma was more than eager to lap up. It didn't take long before he finished, and in true give and take fashion, that's when she saw it was her turn. As soon as her lover assumed a sitting position, she rose up and eased him back until he was laying on his back, wondering what the hell she was planning for him. When he felt her warm mouth over his member, all confusion disappeared, and all he could do was groan pleasurably as he felt her tongue move all over every inch of his stiff flesh. Like she did only a few minutes before, he too shuddered violently as he released his seed down her throat, and a brief, disjointed moment of sanity, he realized she had absolutely no objections to swallowing his come. As she removed her mouth from his length, that's when he used his arms and legs to propel her on top of himself, and as she lay atop him, eh could only sigh pleasurably as their bodies pressed comfortably together. Suddenly, he heard her murmur, "Inside me....". He didn't disappoint. In fact, as he slid inside her, he held her hand and squeezed tightly, as if offering reassurance. With an affirmative nod from her, he then thrust upward. He could see her eyes cross from pain, and that's when he realized that he had breached her virginity. He was about to pull out, but suddenly she held him close, and almost commandingly, she ordered, "Don't stop...you feel so good....." With that as his OK, there was little to stop them, as they thrust as one, sloppily as first, but both settling into a steady rythmn as their mutual arousal lit up like a furnace. Suddenly, he found that he could no olnger hold back, and with a loud cry of "HINAKOOOO!!!!"., he released his seed inside her, which in turn triggered her own orgasm, at which she loudly yelled, "RANMAAAAA!!!!!!" Exhausted, they lay in each other's arms, enjoying the afterglow as the aftershocks of their mutual climax faded. Just then, as their muscle controls reasserted themselves, that's when their mental capacities were restored as well, and at that moment, Ranma, in a low quavery voice, asked, "Wh...What did we just...do..." Hinako, who by now realized what she had done, merely tightened her hold on Ranma and said, "We made love......and I think we both wanted it......" That shocked Ranma, who by now could only ask, "Y-you're not mad at me?" Hinako gently laughed and gave a him a kiss on the cheek and said, "Ranma...what we did was wonderful...thank you......" As she finished, he could feel relief as he realized that she had not only wanted this, but so had he, and he couldn't deny that he had had a great time...... In fact, the two of them just lay there for a long time, neither speaking, until Ranma noticed the time and said, "I think I'd better go...." With that, she checked the time herself, and she also realized it was pretty late, so they quietly dressed, and each went their seperate ways........ *************************************************************************** The next day, around lunchtime...... *************************************************************************** Ms. Hinako was working on grading the tests from yesterday, and that when she noticed her door open, and that when Ranma walked in. He looked around, saw that no one else was around, then he closed the door behind himself. Immediately, as if following a script, she then drew the shade, and no words were exchanged as they shared a long and passionate kiss........ The End.......... Author's Notes: This story was inspired by all of the "Passion Spice" lemons I've ever read. While a few were actually good (Nibun no Ichi by Caroline Ann Seawright comes to mind) most were very cliched and pointless, and there wasn't any plot, or it was just enough, if any, to have anime characters copulate like rabbits, and call me crazy, but I find that to be in poor taste. As a result of my indignance, I decided to write a "Passion Spice" lemon, but one with a plot, realism, general omittance of crude words, and instead of mindless *&$#ing, it would actually have a reason, and to be honest, I'm an unlikely pairing fan, so matching these two up was a challenge. To my fans, and even my detractors: Have a nice day!!!!!!!! P.S.- If I get good reviews, I may do a sequel........