A Ranma 1/2 LEMON fanfiction by Ron Hino

Lemon means porn, x-rated, adult, etc.  Do not read this unless you are over
18 years of age.  And if you aren't and you do anyway... don't tell me.
That way I'm not liable.  To be perfectly honest, that's the end of my
concern in the matter.  ^_^

By the way, just thought I'd warn you that this isn't one of those 'it's all
in good fun' guilt-free sex stories.  It's a story with heavy plot with some
heavy sex in it, not the other way round.  If that doesn't float your boat,
go read something else.

This story also involves sisterly incest, so if that makes you
uncomfortable, you might want to pass this one by.

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Akane Tendou had finished her homework in her bedroom and came downstairs to
see Nabiki.  She knew what day of the month this was, and knew exactly what
her older sister would be hard at work calculating on the living room table.

She descended the steps, still wearing her new high school uniform.  Her
first one had been ripped two days ago; the morning after Kunou had made
that stupid pronouncement about dating her.  She'd been mobbed by a horde of
hormone-driven idiots intent on defeating her in combat and winning a date.
She hadn't been prepared to be practically *lynched* like that.  She'd taken
several hits and her long skirt had gotten ripped, along with one of the
shoulder straps of the dress (good thing there was a blouse underneath) when
a guy on the judo team tried to throw her.  Her new skirt was slightly
shorter, just reaching her knees, meaning that anyone who tried to grab it
was already within range of her kicks and punches.  She was getting better,
now that she expected the fight every morning.  Today she'd only taken one
glancing blow to her shoulder.  In another day or two, she'd have this
mob-fighting thing mastered; they wouldn't be able to touch her.

(A.N.  In case it somehow slipped by you, the previous paragraph is meant to
demonstrate that this story begins *before* the start of Ranma 1/2.  The
redhead with the pigtail is weeks away from arriving on the Tendou's
doorstep.)

But that was a concern for another time.  Right now Akane was worried about
the final numbers that Nabiki would come up with when calculating their
family's bills.  She sat opposite Nabiki at the living room table and
watched silently, observing her older sister's scowl of concentration with
some small dread.  She knew better than to interrupt Nabiki when she was
doing the books.  Akane had once offered to help her, but though she was
pretty good at math, she had gotten lost in the maze of accounting terms
filling the pages and eventually became so confused that she had no idea
what mathematical operation she was supposed to perform.  She left the
finances to Nabiki, looking at her older sister with a newfound respect.

She continued to watch Nabiki work in respectful silence.  One by one, the
bills at Nabiki's right were placed facedown at Nabiki's left.  All the
relevant numbers were collected on one page of lined paper, and it was then
up to Nabiki and her calculator to determine what the final number was (less
every discount, tax write-off and money trick Nabiki could find) and whether
that number was greater than the number in their bank account.

Akane lifted her head as Nabiki finally stopped and sighed.  "Well?  Do we
have enough?"

Nabiki tiredly rubbed her face with her hands.  "I'm sorry Akane, we don't.
I think we're going to have to do another one."

Akane hung her head and sighed, unhappily.  "It's okay, Nabiki.  I kinda
figured we would.  It has been two months since the last one."

"Right.  When would you like to do it?"

"The usual time, I guess.  It's not like we have a lot of options if we want
to keep this quiet."

Nabiki nodded.  "Of course.  I guess what I meant was, is tomorrow ok?"

"Sure.  The sooner we get it done the sooner you can put the money into our
account, right?"

"Right.  There are fines if our checks bounce.  Nothing our profits won't
cover, but they add up over time.  Better to save the money if we can."

"I understand.  Are you going to talk to Kasumi?"

Nabiki sighed and got up.  "Might as well.  No sense in putting it off."

She walked into the kitchen and knocked on the doorframe.  "Kasumi?"

"What is it Nabiki?"  Her elder sister asked pleasantly.  "Dinner won't be
ready for another half hour."

Nabiki sighed.  "It's not that.  I was wondering if you could take Daddy
with you when you go grocery shopping tomorrow?"

Kasumi's face fell into a concerned frown.  "Again?"

Nabiki nodded.  "I'm sorry.  We're short again this month."

Kasumi sighed and nodded.  "I wish you could tell me what it is you two are
doing to make money, and why you need the house empty to do it."

Nabiki shook her head.  "I'm sorry Kasumi, but it's better if you don't
know.  Daddy doesn't work, and my scams at school only bring in so much, so
every now and then we have to do something like this to beef up our income."

Kasumi sighed again, having heard this answer before.  "Very well.  I'll be
gone between 1:00 and 3:00 PM.  Is that enough?"

Nabiki nodded.  "That should be fine, Kasumi, and would you mind..."

"Yes, yes, I'll write you two up notes excusing you from school for family
business.  I'll put them in your lunches." She sighed.

"Thanks Kasumi."  Nabiki said sincerely as she left the kitchen.
 

At the dinner table that night, Kasumi did her part of the secret project.
"Father, I have to go through Shibuya tomorrow when I go shopping.  Would
you mind coming with me?  I feel a little nervous walking by those street
gang groups all by myself."

"Of course, Kasumi."  Their father said instantly.  Being a father of three
teenage girls, he was naturally a bit overprotective of them.  Shibuya was a
bustling commercial area, practically crawling with the worst enemy of any
father of teenage girls; namely, teenage boys.  Soun was of the opinion that
teenage boys were never so dangerous as when they gathered in one place,
dyed their hair blonde and wore leather jackets.  In reality, these wanna-be
American 'gangs' were pretty harmless, having expended most of their desire
to be rebellious on their appearance, and were usually quite law-abiding.
For traditionally-minded older people like Soun Tendou however, they were
symbolic of everything that was wrong in his country, and not to be trusted!

Nabiki silently applauded her older sister for her cleverness.  Trust Kasumi
to turn an annoying characteristic of their father's like being
overprotective to their advantage.  Frankly, Nabiki suspected that Kasumi
was safer in places like that than even the powerful martial artist that was
their younger sister.  Six violent thugs could converge on Kasumi with
knives drawn, and she would likely be having tea with them inside of ten
minutes.  She was just sort of special that way.

At any rate, that cleared the house of curious ears for Nabiki and Akane to
save the family from having their electricity and gas cut off.  Not for the
first time, Nabiki was grateful to live in a house that had been in the
family for generations, meaning it was solely theirs.  No rent or mortgage
payments had to be made, just the basic utilities.  That meant they had a
chance at survival.

She sighed as she picked at her food.  If only Daddy hadn't quit teaching...
  With Akane's reputation as a fighter at school, they could surely draw in
a decent number of students.  Even if running the dojo didn't turn enough of
a profit to cover all their bills, Nabiki's smaller schemes like booking and
loan-sharking could make up the difference, without having to resort to such
extreme measures as was planned for tomorrow afternoon.

      ***

At precisely 12:55pm the next day, Nabiki and Akane both handed notes to
their teachers.  They read thusly:

 Please excuse Akane and Nabiki from class between 1:00 and 3:00 PM today,
April 21st.  There is family business that must unfortunately take priority
over their schooling.  Please give them whatever homework assignments they
miss.
         -Kasumi Tendou

The teachers were not especially impressed.  Especially Nabiki's, who knew
Nabiki's 1st year teacher had received such a note several times last year.
As always, they asked what exactly this 'family business' was, and were told
that, as the note said, that was private family business.

Nabiki's teacher actually threatened her with a detention if she didn't
provide more information, but she gave the man a cold-eyed stare and said
that if he felt detention was necessary, then she'd accept it, but she would
still be leaving today at 1:00pm.  The teacher sighed and told her to just
go.  Whatever it was, it was obviously too important to be argued.

Nabiki and Akane met at the gates and walked home in silence.

At 1:15pm, they arrived home to an empty house.  Kasumi had come through, as
always.

Nabiki carried the case holding her friend's camcorder upstairs and popped
it open, bringing out the very high quality piece of electronic equipment
and setting it up with great care.  It was not hers, and there was no way
she could afford to replace it if it broke.

They went to their rooms to change out of their uniforms, which were
naturally of a design unique to their school, and thus should never be seen
on camera.  It was one of the many 'safeguards' Nabiki had suggested to hide
their identities.  They used their own names, so that they couldn't screw up
their aliases at a difficult moment, but their family name would never be
spoken.  In addition, this video would never be distributed anywhere within
the Nerima ward, or on the Internet.  That was a difficult thing to ensure,
but Nabiki had dirt on her contact in the industry, and she wasn't above
threatening him with it.  It was all she could do to protect their
reputations.

Akane came into her sister's room wearing a white bathrobe, just like the
one Nabiki was wearing.  They'd both been stolen from a hotel a few years
ago; one of Nabiki's ways of saving money that she was less than proud of.
"Should I change into something else?"  She asked softly.

"No, that should be fine.  We're shooting in the bathroom today."

Akane sighed.  "On the hard tile?  That's not going to be too comfortable."

"We'll manage.  Grab the box under my bed, will you?"  Nabiki said,
carefully picking up the camera on its tripod and carrying it downstairs to
the furo.

Akane pulled the box out and frowned at it.  Sighing, she picked it up and
followed her sister.

"We're going to have to clean the furo when we're done, you know."  Akane
said as she entered, setting the box down on a folded towel in one corner,
which would probably keep the cardboard dry if they didn't splash too much.

"We'll have time."  Nabiki assured her.

"So how shall we start?"

"Have a seat on the edge of the bath.  I'm almost ready."

Akane nodded and sat down, staring at the camera's leans with a depressed
expression.

"Okay, all set."  Nabiki said, strapping the camera's small remote control
to her wrist with a couple of rubber bands.  This left her hands free and
still let her control the camera when she wanted to begin recording, pause,
zoom in and out, etc.

Nabiki came and sat beside Akane.  She hesitated for a minute, then embraced
her younger sister.  "Akane... I'm sorry for this."

Akane smiled sadly and hugged back.  Nabiki did this every time.  "I
know..."

"I mean... I know you hate this, but it's the best idea I could come up with
to make a lot of money in a short time.  I hope you can forgive me."

Akane nodded.  "It's okay, Oneechan.  To be honest, I don't really hate
*this* anymore, it's even kind of fun."  She said, indicating the two of
them.  She turned her head and nodded at the camera, "but I definitely hate
*that*!"

Nabiki nodded in understanding.  "I feel the same way.  I want you to know I
love you, Akane-chan.  Maybe not quite the same way as the guys watching
these tapes think I do, but I love you all the same."

Akane smiled and gave her sister a short peck, hugging her tighter.  "I love
you too, Oneechan."

The two shared a moment of closeness, before Nabiki reluctantly pulled away.
  "We're on a bit of a timeframe.  Ready?"

Akane let her go and nodded.  Nabiki raised the remote and began recording.

"Hi guys!"  She said brightly to the camera.  "Welcome to 'Sisterly Love:
Volume 6'!  As always, I'm Nabiki, age 17, and this is my little sister
Akane, age 16.  As per your requests on our website," here she paused to
hold up a sign with the site address printed clearly in large letters,
"today we've got quite a show for you here in our bathroom.  We're going to
start with a bit of a wash to clean ourselves up before we get ourselves
dirty!"  She grinned at camera.

Accepting her cue, Akane stood and smiled at the camera.  It was a sly,
sultry smile, which Nabiki had helped her perfect.  Actually, pretty much
all of Akane's performance was learned from Nabiki.

Her older sister had taken it upon herself to research pornography in
detail, watching countless hours of professionally-made adult videos and
taking notes on everything from camerawork to cunnilingus.  Akane knew that
Nabiki continued to do research as often as she could to get new ideas to
keep these videos interesting, and therefor profitable.  To that end, Nabiki
would frequently spend hours at the house of a friend who could afford a
computer, and therefor had Internet access without the school's firewall.
She'd set up a web page (with censored photos so their faces couldn't be
seen) and an Email address to take suggestions from their 'fans', in order
to make sure that their paying audience would continue to buy the videos.

So basically, everything Akane knew about sex of this sort came from Nabiki,
and everything Nabiki knew came from the porn industry.  Nabiki was
determined to make these videos as professional as amateur video could be,
given her limited resources; not only to keep the tapes highly profitable,
but out of a strange sense of pride.  If she was going to make porno movies,
they should at least be good ones.

Akane didn't understand this warped pride at all, and suspected that all the
time Nabiki spent watching adult videos was having a detrimental effect on
her personality, to say nothing of her morals.  She'd once asked Nabiki this
very question, and the answer hadn't been encouraging.  "You're probably
right," Nabiki had said, looking very depressed, "but I guess that's just a
price I'll have to pay to make sure we don't all starve."  That was the
point at which Akane decided that simply starring in these videos wasn't as
bad as starring and producing them.  She never leveled any accusations like
that at her older sister again.

Akane cleared her mind of old memories and focused on her acting.  Before
she'd started this with her sister, she'd never thought A.V. 'actresses'
required any acting talent at all, needing only to be big in the chest and
something less than outright ugly to make a video a success.  Now she knew
better.  Anyone who knew how to work a camcorder could make an Adult Video,
but to make a good one took *work*!

She turned herself 45° to the camera and slid one shapely leg out from the
robe's part, lifting it up for display while still making it seem a natural
motion.  She trailed her fingers slowly under the edge of the robe's collar,
down between her breasts, pulling at it slightly to show off a hint of her
cleavage.  After repeating this action a few times, each time widening the
part of the robe about a centimetre and showing off slightly more, she
turned her back to the camera and gave their audience a sly smirk over her
shoulder, just as she'd practiced doing so long ago in the privacy of
Nabiki's bedroom.  *That* was a type of training she hoped her father would
never learn she'd gone through!

Akane undid the belt of the robe slowly, flicking the straps out to the side
one at a time, showing the audience that the robe was open without actually
showing them.  Nabiki had spent a great deal of time and effort impressing
on her the importance of 'seducing the camera' as she called it.  Slowly,
Akane slid the robe off her shoulders, letting it glide down her arms to
waist level.  She turned 15° to her left, showing the camera just a hint of
the roundness of her left breast and giving another sly smile, before facing
away again and dropping the robe completely into her right hand.  She held
it high off to the side for several seconds, before letting go of it
altogether.

Nabiki was standing behind the camera, watching the scene on the mini-screen
folded out from the side.  She nodded in approval.  Akane had learned well.
She let her younger sister perform a few sexy poses before hitting the mute
button on the remote and giving her sister some cues.

"Okay, now have a seat on the stool and wash up.  Turn halfway toward the
camera and don't spread your legs right away.  Wash everything, but take a
little more time on your good bits and try to slip as many poses in as you
can without taking too much time with it."  Nabiki clicked the sound back on
and continued to watch the mini-screen.

Akane sauntered over to the stool and sat down as she was directed.  She
poured a pre-filled bucket of cold water over her head and leaned back,
shivering as she thrust out her chest.

Since she had the benefit of being able to control the camera at the moment,
Nabiki focused in on Akane's tits, watching as her nipples puckered and
became erect from the cold.  The little goosebumps rising on her flesh of
her breasts were visible as well.  The water beading on her skin was another
effective visual.

As Nabiki zoomed out, Akane began slowly washing herself.  When she scrubbed
her back with the long cloth, she leaned back slightly, thrusting her tits
out again.  When she washed her legs, she bend over and slowly slid her
fingers along them.  Akane had great legs, firm and shapely from her martial
arts, without being overly muscular.  When she washed her tits, she ran her
soapy fingers gently across them, pulling and tweaking her nipples.

When it finally became time to wash between her legs, Akane spread her knees
apart as far as she could while still keeping her balance.  She was still
45° to the camera, so the audience was afforded the best possible view;
neither blocked by her leg, nor by her fingers as she stroked herself
slowly, moaning softly as her fingers aroused her body.  She continued
stroking long after the area was clean, and lifted her left hand to squeeze
and play with her breast while the other began slipping a finger between her
moist petals, angled so that the camera caught everything.  She was shaven
clean down there, as was Nabiki, who'd said it was better if the view was
unobstructed.

At first, Akane had only shaved when they had to do a video, but after a few
times dealing with itchy, short stubble, she resigned herself to keeping her
pussy smooth and bare full-time.  It was just easier that way.  Of course,
she worried about what the girls in the locker room would say if they
happened to notice.  She found out by asking that such had already happened
to Nabiki.  "I just told them I liked it better that way, because it was
less itchy."  Nabiki had said.  Akane kept that excuse in mind in case she
ever had to defend herself on that front.

Nabiki had zoomed in on her sister's pussy as she masturbated, and then
zoomed out to catch the whole scene again once she began playing with her
tit.  It was time to join in.

Nabiki set the camera to the best possible angle, keeping in mind where it
would focus when she zoomed it in, then stepped back into the scene.

"No fair having fun all by yourself, Akane-chan."  She said in a teasing
tone, stepping up behind her and sliding off her own robe in an equally
seductive manner, though not taking quite as much time of it as Akane had.
The audience was warmed up now, and looking for something more than sexy
poses.

Nabiki filled the bucket from the tub, reasoning that their audience was not
paying to see her squat next to the taps while she filled it the slow way,
and poured it over her sister, rinsing the last of the soap from her body.
She offered Akane a hand and pulled her to her feet, taking her younger
sister's face in her hands and giving her a scorching French kiss.

"You are going to honor your elder sister by helping her bathe, aren't you
Akane-chan?"  She asked in a teasing tone.

Akane smiled at her sister as Nabiki sat down on the stool.  "Of course,
Oneechan.  Would you like me to wash your hair too?"

"Not today, I think."  Nabiki said as Akane knelt behind her, embracing her
from behind.  "We can take another bath together tonight when we have more
time."

Akane's hands slid up her sister's waist and cupped her breasts, squeezing
them gently.  "Promise?"

Nabiki sighed contently as Akane's fingers found her nipples and began
pinching them lightly.  "Promise.  I'll even wash you, if you like."

Akane rested her chin on Nabiki's shoulder and nibbled on her earlobe.  "I'd
like that very much!"  She said in a sultry tone.

Nabiki wasn't sure if she meant that, or if it was just for the benefit of
the audience.  She wasn't too surprised to discover that she wouldn't mind
if they did.  Having sex with her sister may have started as an unpleasant
necessity, but she'd found herself enjoying it immensely, even if having the
camera there somewhat cheapened the experience.  She decided she wouldn't
mind at all if her younger sister wanted to have the type of relationship in
reality that they portrayed for the videos.

She forced herself to concentrate on the show they were giving.  Akane was
moving ahead a little too quickly.  "Wash me." Nabiki whispered.

Akane picked up her cue and filled the bucket from the tub again, dumping it
over Nabiki's head.  She then soaped up the cloth again and began scrubbing
Nabiki's back, moving quickly from there to her arms, and then taking her
time on her older sister's long, sexy legs.

Akane leaned against her sister's back, pressing her breasts against her
skin, and wrapping her arms around her.  She washed Nabiki's front, starting
at the neck and working her way down, taking time to squeeze her tits and
tweak her nipples repeatedly, before continuing on.  Nabiki's breasts were
bigger than Akane's, as were Kasumi's.  Akane didn't feel bad though; she
was far from flat-chested, and besides, she was only 16.  She expected her
own to grow larger before puberty was done with her.

Nabiki moaned appreciatively under Akane's practiced hands.  She was also
turned 45° to the camera, having decided that such an angle worked well.
She leaned back against her younger sister as Akane's hands left her breasts
and traveled lower.  She let Akane reach down and pull her knees apart,
baring her clean-shaven pussy to the camera.  She discretely reached for the
remote on her wrist and zoomed in, knowing that the camera was pointed
directly at crotch level.  She held the button for three seconds, having
memorized the correct timing.  Since she was in a position of being 'showed
off', she turned another 15° towards the camera and let Akane begin playing
with her dripping pussy.

Acting or not, Nabiki loved this!  It was all she could do to keep the
camera angles in mind.  She knew Akane enjoyed it too, or she would have
looked harder for another way to make money that didn't involve her younger
sister.  There weren't many options open to her, but if it kept her family
from starving, Nabiki knew she would have made sex videos without Akane's
help if she absolutely had to.  That would mean bringing in other people
(guys, most likely) from outside the family, and that thought terrified
Nabiki!  The risk factor would have increased exponentially!  Not to
mention, Nabiki was without a boyfriend, so it would have to be some strange
guy she didn't know well.  The risks of just having sex that way were
tremendous!  Never mind making videos of it!  STDs, pregnancy, and the fact
that Nabiki wouldn't be able to control the encounter.  A guy could force
her to do something she didn't want to, or even seriously hurt her, then
just grab the tape on his way out and blackmail her into silence.

Words could not express how grateful Nabiki was that Akane had agreed to
help her in this.  Akane was her sister; she could be trusted.  There was no
one else Nabiki knew whom she could say this of.  No one.  Well, she
supposed she trusted her older sister too, but she didn't think someone of
Kasumi's temperament would be able to handle this sort of situation.

Nabiki cried out as Akane's fingers dipped into her sex.  She pinched
Nabiki's clit between her thumb and forefinger with her other hand.  Her
arms pinned Nabiki's to her side as the older girl began to thrash about
from the mounting sensations.  Akane began frigging her older sister
vigorously, bringing her towards orgasm with little preamble.  Nabiki tensed
and gritted her teeth as an average-sized orgasm rocked her body.  Akane
could have made it better by dragging it out, but this was only the opening
volley of their encounter.  They'd get to the really mind-blowing ones
later.

With a fine sense of showmanship, Akane reached down with one finger of each
hand and pulled Nabiki's sex apart, showing the camera her sister's depths,
as well as the slightly milky liquid that had pooled within them.

Normally, money shots like this would be pointless, as all Japanese
pornography was censored, blurring out anything below the waist with a
digital distortion.  However, Nabiki had managed to find a contact who ran
an underground pornography ring, where uncensored videos would sell for
three times the normal price.  She believed in giving people what they paid
for, at least when they were paying through the nose.  It was quite illegal
of course, and the fines should they be caught where high, but that was one
more reason why Nabiki made sure to protect their identities.  Not even the
distributor she worked with knew their full names.

Nabiki got up and lay her sister down, with her feet facing the camera.  She
then had Akane roll her hips back so that her toes touched the floor on
either side of her head, lifting her pelvis up into the air.

"Umm, Nabiki?  Do you think we could get some padding?  This is really
uncomfortable."  Akane asked.

"Sure."  Nabiki said, lifting her face to the camera.  "Just a second,
folks."  She grinned, hitting the pause button on the remote.  She let Akane
unroll, then got up and brought two fluffy towels from the change room.  She
folded them in half and lay them down under Akane's head and shoulders,
forming a mini-mattress.  She then got Akane back into her pervious position
and unpaused the recording.  She didn't like breaking up the flow of the
video like that because it looked unprofessional, but considering all Akane
was putting on the line for these videos, a little comfort was the least
Nabiki could offer in return.

Nabiki knelt behind Akane, putting her knees on the towel either side of her
sister's head, and held Akane's hips up in the air with one arm while she
began playing with her pussy for the camera.

Akane moaned appreciatively as Nabiki stroked her nether lips, rubbed her
emerging clitoris, and finally began dipping her fingers into her moist
hole.  Akane bucked and moaned, trying to hold still.  Considering how
strong her legs were, she could likely send her sister flying into the
camera if she tried hard enough.  She fought to control her muscle spasms.

Realizing her sister's difficulty, Nabiki slowed things down by stopping her
manual stimulation and taking long, slow licks of her sister's pussy,
stretching her tongue as far as she could, so that those viewing from the
camera could see as much as possible of the action.  As Akane moaned in
delight, Nabiki darted her tongue into her moist hole like a lizard,
pressing as much of the appendage in as far as she could, then pulling out
to show Akane's open hole.

She pulled Akane's sex lips apart with her fingers as she attacked it with
her tongue.  Then she switched to darting her fingers inside to stroke
Akane's G-spot while nibbling at her clit with her lips.

Akane cried out loudly as she came for Nabiki.  She preferred to think of it
that way instead of cuming for the camera, or the people who would
eventually be watching through its single eye.

Nabiki sat back and patted her sister's rump as she came down from orgasm.
"Don't move, little sis.  I'll be right back."  She said as she got up and
walked to the corner, fetching several items from the 'toybox' she normally
kept hidden away under her bed.  Akane used her arms to balance herself in
the awkward position until Nabiki returned.

As Nabiki resumed her position over Akane, she put most of the items down
within easy reach, keeping only a small vibrator in her hands.  It was one
of those tiny, egg-shaped devices that had a short wire attaching it to a
battery pack with a switch.

"Should we be using it in here?  I mean, there's water all over the place."
Akane asked.

"Don't worry Akane-chan, this thing gets wet no matter where we use it,
right?"  Nabiki grinned slyly.  Akane blushed.  "Besides, it's only one AA
battery in the switchbox.  You'd get a bigger shock from rubbing a balloon
and touching something metal.  The worst that can happen is if the switchbox
gets drenched and the thing shorts itself out."

"Okay."

Nabiki then began teasing Akane's genitals with the small, buzzing egg.  She
ran it across her sex lips, around her clit, and finally dipped it into her
sex, pressing it against Akane's G-spot with a finger.  Akane bucked and
screamed loudly, reminding Nabiki why it was so important to clear the house
whenever they did this sort of thing.  After soaking it liberally in Akane's
juices, Nabiki popped the tiny vibrator into her rectum, causing Akane to
gasp in surprise.

Nabiki had suggested they venture into a little anal play two videos ago,
following an Email suggestion from their fans.  Akane had been hesitant to
try, but Nabiki reminded her that they had to keep breaking new ground to
keep people buying the videos.  If they were just going to do the same thing
every time, then their customers would just pop in an old tape instead of
paying for a new one.  Akane had eventually agreed, and just like everything
else they did (so far, at least) she gotten used to it eventually, even
began to enjoy it.

One thing that was bothering Akane at the moment: Nabiki had neglected to
inform her what the new thing was they'd be trying today.

Nabiki held her sister's butt with one hand, and use the other to squeeze
three fingers into her sister's sex.  She thrust them in and out repeatedly,
pausing occasionally to wiggle her fingers inside.  Akane groaned happily as
she felt the entrance to her pussy stretch to accommodate her sister's
fingers.  Nabiki kept this up for a while, then slipped a forth finger
inside.

Akane gasped a little in surprise.  Nabiki had never done that before.
Maybe this was the new thing?  She was glad her sister had warmed her up
with three fingers to start.  She knew Nabiki could fit four fingers,
barely, but Nabiki was a bit taller than she was.

Nabiki reached to the side and picked up a dildo, the biggest one they'd
ever used, and began thrusting it in and out of Akane's spasming sex
vigorously.  Akane sighed in pleasure as she approached her peak.  Nabiki
zoomed in and out on Akane's stuffed pussy several times over the next few
minutes.

Just as she was nearly there, Nabiki reached again to the side, and picked
up another dildo.  Akane's eyes widened at the sight of it.  It was
considerably bigger than most men not of African decent could ever aspire to
without surgery being involved.

"Nabiki!  What are you doing?  I thought we agreed *that* one was too big
for either of us!"  Akane cried out, more than loud enough for the camera's
mike to pick up, but that suited Nabiki fine.

"We're finding new limits today, little sister."  She said slyly.  "Don't
worry, you can take it."

"A-are you sure?"

"What do you think I've been doing for the last few minutes?  I'm getting
you ready."

"Well... Okay..." Akane said finally, her voice trembling a little.

Nabiki patted her sister's bottom reassuringly, then slipped the first dildo
out, quickly placing the bigger one at her entrance before her pussy could
begin to contract.  She began to press down...

"Oh!  Oh, Nabiki!  I don't think I can... Ah!"  Akane cried.

"Sure you can."  Nabiki assured her, adding just a little more pressure.
Bit by bit, millimetre by millimetre, the huge dildo was sinking into
Akane's sex.  "This one's got a mushroom head, just like a real cock," she
explained to Akane.  "Once I get the head past your entrance, it'll be
easy... well... easier, at any rate."  She said wryly.

"Oh!  OH NABIKI!"  Akane screamed as the thick dildo finally popped inside
of her.

"See?  Told you, you could do it!"  Nabiki said encouragingly, wiping a bead
of sweat from her brow with the back of her hand.

"I'll get you for this, Nabiki."  Akane groaned.

"I'm sure you will, little sister."  Nabiki said wryly.  "Remember what I
said the first time we started: I'll never ask you to do anything I'm not
willing to do myself."

"You mean..."

"I mean, after I'm done with you, it's your turn to do me."  Nabiki said.

"But you're bigger than I am!  It's not fair!"

"Not by much, Akane-chan, and not for long either.  By the end of today,
both of us are going to have redefined our limits."

Akane wasn't sure what to say about that.  Nabiki decided to end the
dialogue and began pumping the huge rubber cock in and out of her sister's
stretched sex.

"Oh my God!  It's so huge!  Nabiki, you aren't going to believe how this
feels!"  Akane moaned.

"I take it you like it now?"  Nabiki chuckled.

"Oh, shut up and fuck me!"  Akane snapped between moans.

With a wicked grin to the camera, Nabiki obliged.

After a few minutes of vigorous fucking with the big dildo, Akane came hard.
  Her pussy was flooded with her juices, and because the huge rubber cock
left so little space inside of her for them to flow into, her cum actually
spurted out the sides of it into the air.

"Now there's something you don't see every day."  Nabiki remarked.

"Oh... God!  Is it my turn now, Oneechan?"

"Sorry sis, I'm not quite done with you yet."  Nabiki teased.

"Then can I at least lie down?  My muscles are starting to cramp."  Akane
whispered.

Requests like this were the sort of thing Nabiki had taught her not to say
aloud, because they distracted from the mood.  At the time, Akane had
wondered why the fact that she was uncomfortable wasn't ruining the mood by
itself.  Then she realized that Nabiki had been referring to the mood of the
viewers.  That was something that Akane tried not to think about too often.
It was much more enjoyable for her if she could pretend it was just the two
of them, rather than consider the camera that represented hundreds of horny
men's eyes all over her.

That thought made her cringe.

Akane's comfort may not have mattered much to the guys buying the video, but
it mattered to Nabiki.  She took this request as a stage cue and helped her
sister unroll herself to lie on her back.  She then turned Akane 45° from
the camera again, then stood (leaving the big dildo in Akane's pussy) to
readjust the camera angle so that Akane's groin was once again in the centre
for close-ups.

"One more round, little sister, then we switch.  Now that you've stretched
enough to enjoy this, we can move up to the last step."  Nabiki said,
kneeling at Akane's right.

Akane's eyes widened as she half sat up.  "Last step?  Don't tell me you
bought an even bigger dildo than that one?"

Nabiki smiled wickedly at Akane, then shared the expression with the camera
as she answered.  "Not another dildo, no..."  She held up her right hand in
the shape of a fist.  She curled her fingers in such a way as to make her
fist as small as possible, but it was still bigger around than the big dildo
currently soaking in Akane's pussy.

The younger girl's eyes went wide.  "You don't mean... you're gonna..."

Nabiki's nasty smirk answered her question quite clearly.

In reality, Nabiki was feeling rather nervous and not a little worried, both
for the sake of the video, and (though she couldn't show it at the moment)
her little sister.  Normally, she warned Akane ahead of time what she was
planning for the video, but today she had opted to leave it as a surprise.
For all that Akane was becoming skilled at acting these scenes out, her
facial expressions (namely shock and surprise) were far more effective when
they were completely sincere.  For all that, Nabiki would not willingly
force her sister to do anything she was completely terrified of.  What Akane
said next would make or break this video.

Akane swallowed.  "P-please Oneechan!  Don't do it!  It's too big for me!
It'll never fit!"

Nabiki almost sighed in relief.  All was well.

"I'll be the judge of that, sis." She grinned as she quickly pulled the
dildo out and pressed her fist into her sister's gaping cunt.

"Ah!  Nabiki!  Stop!  Don't!"  Akane cried out in tears, flailing her arms
in an ineffective attempt to stop her sister's fist from going any deeper.
Each time she came close, a sharp thrust from Nabiki took the fight out of
her.

With her left hand on her sister's flat stomach for support, Nabiki strained
hard against Akane's natural elasticity, slowly forcing the walls of the
girl's pussy to stretch around her hand.

Now, lest anyone thing that Nabiki was betraying her sister's trust in her
by forging ahead despite Akane's impassioned pleas, not everything was as it
appeared to be.  Early on, Nabiki had set a safety measure in place, in
anticipation of eventually having to resort to some of the darker types of
sexual play in order to sell the videos.  Cries to stop were to be
considered part of the act they were putting on, because men apparently got
off on imagining semi-rapes.  This was made clear to Nabiki by the sheer
volume of videos depicting fake (at least she hoped so) rapes, sold in the
Japanese market.  It was enough to make Nabiki seriously consider joining
Akane's firm stance that all men were perverts (except Daddy and Dr. Tofu).

In any case, Nabiki had gotten Akane to agree that neither of them would be
showing the other mercy if one cried for a halt.  It was actually helpful
for them to be free to scream or cry; it gave them a way to vent their fears
or nervousness without worrying about ruining the video.  Of course, if
either of them *really* wanted to stop, there was something else they could
do.  They could hum a tune.  That was the *real* cry for mercy.

So far they hadn't had to use it.  Nabiki had intended it more for when they
would eventually branch out into bondage and S&M, something she hoped she
could put off as long as possible.  She wouldn't really mind being tied up
by Akane, or vice-versa.  The sisters trusted each other enough to let
themselves be made helpless for one another.  However, the thought of taking
a whip to Akane's back, of actually bringing her pain for no better reason
than sadistic pleasure, made Nabiki want to cry.

Her little sister had given up her pride, her dignity, her reputation, and
(by a few definitions, at least) her virginity to aid Nabiki in saving their
family.  She had put herself in Nabiki's hands, trusting her older sister
not to do her harm.  Nabiki had nearly come to tears at seeing the heartfelt
trust in her little sister's eyes when Akane had first agreed to do this.
She would die before seeing those soft brown eyes look at her with betrayal.

With a final wet pop, and a loud scream from Akane, Nabiki's fist sank all
the way into her channel.  Akane's tense body slumped to the ground as she
lay there sobbing quietly.

"Akane," Nabiki whispered, "you okay?"

"I guess," Akane sniffled under her breath, "just take it easy."

"Gotcha."

Shifting her body to give the camera a slightly different angle, Nabiki
began slowly moving her hand back and forth inside Akane's trembling sex.
There seemed to be a bit more room inside now that she was past the
entrance.  Akane bucked and moaned as Nabiki flexed and wiggled her fingers
around, constantly changing the shape of the object she was fucking her
little sister with.

Akane built up to another orgasm rapidly, and Nabiki was finding it very
interesting feeling her sister's pussy squeeze and move about around her
hand.  She wondered if this was what guys felt when they had their dick in a
girl.

Akane's back arched, lifting her hips high off the ground as she came with a
scream.  Nabiki winced as the girl's inner muscles nearly crushed her hand.
Figures her overly athletic sister would be powerfully developed down
*there* as well, though Nabiki wasn't sure what sort of exorcise would allow
a person to develop *those* particular muscles... except what they were
doing at the moment, of course.

As Akane came down from her sexual high, Nabiki gently slipped her hand out
of Akane's exhausted pussy, drawing a whimper from the younger girl.  She
made a show of licking the juices from her hand for the camera.  At first,
Nabiki hadn't thought much of her sister's rather strong flavor, but these
days she practically craved it.  All that time spent with her tongue in her
sister's pussy had done a bit more than just get her used to the taste,
apparently.

After she'd completely cleaned her hand (and given Akane a few licks as
well) Nabiki turned to her panting sister and smirked.  "Ready to return the
favor, little sis?"

Akane, looking totally exhausted, whispered "can I have a little break
first?  I don't know if I can move."  So many powerful orgasms, so close
together, had really taken their toll on her.

Nabiki sighed and discretely tapped the pause button on the remote.  Now she
had to stay kneeling in the exact same spot, and hope the blip on the tape
wasn't too obvious.  She wondered how the professional porn actresses
managed it.  Maybe they were in really good shape, or maybe they were so
desensitized to the sex that it didn't have such a strong effect on them.
Another possibility, Nabiki realized, was that they simply did multiple
takes and strung them together.  When they had multiple cameras, such a
break wouldn't even be noticed.  Nabiki wondered if it would be worth it to
her to invest in some video editing hardware.  Probably not.  That stuff
didn't come cheap.

After about ten minutes to catch her breath, Akane was ready to continue.
Nabiki had been keeping her level of arousal up by watching Akane's widely
gaping pussy occasionally tremble and flex, as it drooled her sex juices
down the crack of her ass to form a pool on the floor.  It wouldn't do to be
dry when her younger sister was ready to start in on her.  Nabiki unpaused
the recording and they picked up where they left off in their conversation.

"Oh yeah!"  Akane grinned nastily, sitting up.  "I've gotta pay you back for
sticking that huge thing in me, not to mention the hand thing."

"Fisting.  It's called fisting."  Nabiki whispered, as she allowed Akane to
pull her onto the towel, placing her on her hands and knees facing away from
the camera.

"Whatever."  Akane whispered back.  She leaned over Nabiki's back and ran
her hands over her older sister's buttocks, occasionally kneading the soft,
yet firm flesh.

"Oh yeah, almost forgot about this thing."  Akane smirked, reaching behind
and pulling the mini vibrator out of her ass by the cord.  She ran the thing
in circles around Nabiki's clit a few times before popping it into her
rectum.  She then began sliding fingers in and out of Nabiki's sex, pausing
occasionally to rub her clit.

Nabiki's ass wiggled a little, as the touch of Akane's skilled hands made it
impossible for her to keep still.  She groaned loudly as Akane began
sticking more fingers into her dripping cunt.  Soon Akane was frigging her
rapidly with four fingers.

"J-just remember how much time I spent getting you ready before I gave you
the whole fist."  Nabiki hissed between moans.

"I can't believe you didn't warn me about that earlier."  Akane snapped
back, speaking at full volume.  "What if you tore me?"

Nabiki began to sweat in a way that had little to do with sexual arousal.
Akane was ticked at her.  She had every right to be, Nabiki supposed, but at
least she had tried to take it easy on Akane.  She wasn't sure she was about
to get the same consideration.  This was not good.

"Wha-what are you going to do?"  Nabiki trembled.

Akane smirked cruelly at her.  "I thought I'd skip a step."  She held the
bigger of the two dildos in front of her sister's nose.

Nabiki gulped.  She wasn't sure she was going to like this.  "No!  Akane,
please don't!"

Akane grinned wider.  She hadn't hummed a tune, so that meant Nabiki's 'no'
was a 'yes'.  "Prepare yourself, Oneechan!"  She said as she set the head of
the big rubber cock at Nabiki's entrance.

"Oh God!"  Nabiki wasn't a very religious person, but that had sounded
suspiciously like a prayer.

Akane pressed in, forcing Nabiki's pussy lips to stretch uncomfortably
around the massive intruder.

"AAAHH!"  Nabiki cried out.  Akane pressed harder, demonstrating the benefit
of having considerably more upper body strength than her older sibling.  The
huge dildo popped inside.

Nabiki screamed loudly and started to cry.  She didn't fight the feeling.
That had hurt!  Not so bad that she thought she might have been damaged, but
it hadn't been fun!  At least she had been wet enough that the friction
wasn't too bad.

"Nabiki, you okay?"  Akane whispered.

Her trembling older sister managed to nod.  "Just give me a second."

Akane nodded, and reached around with her other hand to tweak Nabiki's clit,
helping to arouse her further and begin producing more lubrication.

Nabiki's pain began to recede as her pussy adjusted to its new dimensions.
She relaxed her inner muscles as much as possible.  Akane's talented fingers
were bringing her arousal out again, and her hips bucked occasionally.

"Okay, I'm ready, but take it slow."  Nabiki whispered.

"I will."  Akane whispered back.  She began slowly moving the big rubber
cock back and forth, just a centimetre at a time.  As Nabiki continued to
loosen and juicin', she was able to move the dildo farther out, and farther
in, gradually sinking it deeper and deeper into her older sister's sex.

Nabiki was soon groaning loudly.  It was quite the sensation, having
something so large thrusting in and out of her pussy.  She almost collapsed
when she came around the huge thing.  Like her sister, the size of it cause
her juices to squirt out of her pussy, but she got greater range, some
droplets falling more than a metre away.

"Whoa!  That must have felt pretty good, Oneechan!"  Akane giggled.  "You
ready for the next step?"

"Not yet."  Nabiki whimpered, the power of her own orgasm leaving her a bit
shaken.

"Okay then, let's flip you over so the audience can watch your face when you
cum the next time."  Akane smirked.

Nabiki nodded and obediently rolled over, doing a split in the air to spread
her legs as wide as possible.  Akane began to thrust the huge dildo
vigorously in and out of her sex, causing Nabiki's groans to rise in volume
until they were screams.

Nabiki couldn't control her body well enough any more to hold the split, so
Akane rolled her hips back until her toes were touching the tile either side
of Nabiki's head, the same position she had been in a while ago.  Nabiki may
not have had the strength of her younger sister, but she was certainly as
flexible.  This position raised her hips up into the air, and now Akane was
thrusting downwards, pounding her older sister's sex mercilessly with the
huge tool.

"N-not so deep!"  Nabiki gasped under her breath.  Akane wordlessly shifted
her grip on the dildo, holding it about an inch closer to the buried head,
allowing her to keep thrusting just as strongly without stabbing her sister
quite as deep with each thrust.  There was no noticeable difference from the
camera's perspective.  It was a trick Nabiki had taught her some time ago.

Nabiki screamed loudly as she came again, and once more her sexual fluids
squirted into the air, splattering her butt liberally as they came down.

"Ready to move on sis?"

"I... I don't think I can, Akane.  I guess I'm not bigger than you after
all, at least not down there."  Nabiki whimpered, as she panted for breath.

Akane gave her sister another smirk.  "Oh, I'm sure you can manage..."

Nabiki's eyes widened in panic.  She pressed her lips together tightly and
began humming a tune.  It was off-key, and not recognizable as any song
Akane knew, but Nabiki had more pressing and desperate concerns at the
moment than displaying her musical talent.

Akane blinked.  "Really?"  Nabiki nodded seriously.  Akane pouted, feeling
slightly cheated, but if her sister didn't think she could handle it, there
was nothing she could do.  (Or rather *would* do, since overpowering her
older sister, who was almost completely untrained in the martial arts, would
have been a simple matter if she didn't have her conscience holding her
back).

"So how do you want to finish up?"  Akane whispered.

Nabiki smiled, both in relief and affection for her younger sister.  "Pull
it out, let them see me, then come here and kiss me."

Akane did just that, slowly easing the monster dildo out of her sister's
stretched out sex.  She licked it a few times, tasting her sister's juices.

Nabiki zoomed the camera in a bit more on her distended sex, wide open to
the air, and not likely to be able to close itself up again for several
minutes at least.  Then she panned out as her younger sister leaned over
her, kissing her gently before lying on top of her and wrapping her up in an
embrace.  The camera showed both their pussies, each drenched in their own
juices, pressed close together as the two siblings made out.  As she wrapped
her arms around her sister's back, kissing her passionately, Nabiki held
down the zoom-out and fade-out buttons simultaneously.  The show was over.

Nabiki gently broke away from her liplock with her sister.  "It's over
Akane.  I stopped the tape."

"Good."  Akane whispered, then leaned back down and kissed her sister once
more, this time even more passionately than before.  This kiss wasn't for a
bunch of horny guys spanking themselves; this kiss was just for Nabiki.

After a moment, they relaxed, Akane sliding down a little to lay her head on
Nabiki's full breasts.  Her older sister stroked her hair tenderly.

"I'm sorry I couldn't go through with the whole thing, Akane."

"It's okay."

"But it wasn't really fair to you.  I'm going to practice with that dildo by
myself in my room, so the next time we make a video, you can return the
favor."

Akane rose and touched her nose to her sister's.  "Can I help you
'practice'?"

Nabiki blinked.  "You sure you want to?  You don't have to, you know.  It
wouldn't be for the tapes."

Akane answered by kissing her again.  Nabiki returned it eagerly.

"Would that bother you?"  Akane asked.

"No... I guess not."  Nabiki chuckled.  "I do wonder if I'm a bad influence
on you, though."

"Absolutely."  Akane said without hesitation.

"Way to ease your big sister's guilt, Akane."  Nabiki muttered
sarcastically.

Akane grinned and shrugged, hugging her tighter.  "I guess I just want to be
able to do it with you for no more reason than that I want to do it.  Not
for the tapes, not to practice for the tapes, just to be with you and share
pleasure with you."  She sighed, nuzzling her older sister's breasts.

Nabiki stroked her hair again.  "My door is always open, little sis, at
least for you."

"Thank you."

They lay together like that for a few more minutes before Nabiki glanced
lazily at her watch.  She bolted upright, almost knocking Akane on her butt.

"SHIT!  We've got 15 minutes to clean up and get out of here!"  She cried.

"Damn!"  Akane jumped up and turned on the shower.  She gave herself a quick
rinse to clean the sweat from her body and then a more thorough spraying of
her pussy and thighs.  Nabiki stepped up to her the second she was finished.

Akane grinned and didn't hand over the showerhead.  "Want me to wash you?"

"No time!"  Nabiki snapped, snatching up the showerhead and repeating
Akane's actions on herself.  She caught her sister's briefly disappointed
look.  "I'm sorry, Akane, really.  It's just that I don't want Daddy and
Kasumi coming home to the sound of moaning and groaning from the bathroom.
We can play later, I mean that.  Didn't I promise that I'd wash you later
tonight?"

Akane perked up and grinned as her sister began rinsing the juices off her
thighs.  "I forgot about that."  Of course, they'd have to be much quieter
then, but she was sure they would both still enjoy the experience.

Nabiki gave her a quick smile, then shoved her to the door.  "Later!  Get
dressed!"

As Akane skipped out the door to the baths, Nabiki finished cleaning herself
up (as best they could given the rush they were in.  She hoped no one back
at school would be able to smell the sex on her).  Then she turned the
nozzle on the floor to rinse everything on the tiles down the floor drain.
She picked up the damp towels, rolled them up and stuffed them into the
washer, along with their bathrobes for good measure.

'Wouldn't do to have Kasumi smelling *that* when she does laundry!' Nabiki
thought to herself.

Once she started it running, she dashed naked up to her room to re-don her
uniform.

She met Akane at the bottom of the stairs, holding both their bookbags, and
they dashed outside to the front gate.  Nabiki glanced at her watch,
frowned, and peeked out the gate.

"Shit!  Daddy and Kasumi are coming down the street!"

"What do we do, Nabiki?"  Akane whimpered.

"Back gate!  Now!"

They both ran around the house to the gate normally only used for
challengers to the dojo (like that ever happened in these modern times) and
fled down the back streets, avoiding the rest of their family's route, and
eventually wound their way back to the school.

"Safe!"  Akane cheered.

"Not quite."  Nabiki grumbled.  "It's ten minutes after three.  We'll
probably get detention."

Akane sighed.  "Oh well.  Better than getting caught, right?"

Nabiki nodded.  "Right.  See you at home, Akane-chan."  As she ran off to
her classroom.

"Later!"

***

Later that night, while they were all having dinner.  Kasumi shattered
Nabiki's proud impression of having once again gotten away clean.

"Nabiki, why is there a video camera in the bathroom?"

All the blood drained from Akane's face.  Nabiki almost bit through her
chopsticks.  'Damn!  How could I forget the camera!'  She thought fast as
her eyes flicked towards their father.

"Uh... Well, I'm doing a project on architectural history for school.  I'm
focusing on the Japanese household bath, and how much it's changed with the
introduction of western influences since the Meiji era."

Akane smiled.  'Quick thinking, Nabiki!'

Kasumi nodded.  "I see.  Did you also start a load of laundry running?"

Nabiki flinched.  "Um... yeah.  Just a couple of things I wanted clean for
tomorrow.  You weren't around so I just threw them in."

Kasumi blinked.  "For tomorrow?  But there was nothing in there but- Ow!"
She flinched as Nabiki kicked her under the table.  She frowned at her
younger sister and rubbed her shin.  Nabiki rolled her eyes in the direction
of their father meaningfully.  Kasumi was a dear, but she was a bit naive
when it came to deceiving people.  Nabiki sighed internally as she wondered
if that should even be considered a flaw.

"Problem Kasumi?"  Soun asked, concern in his tone.

"No Father, just a mosquito bite."

Soun Tendou nodded in comprehension.  "I see.  How unusual for this time of
year.  Perhaps we should close the porch shutters."

"I'm sure it's fine, Father.  As you said, it's not the season for them."
Kasumi said.

"Alright then."  Soun shrugged, returning to his meal.

Once his attention was diverted once more, Kasumi frowned at Nabiki again,
who wilted a bit under the suspicious stare.  She knew she was going to hear
about this later.

Akane looked worriedly from one older sister to the other, chewing her food
nervously.  This could be very bad...

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Notes:

Once again, I find myself wandering into lemondom.  Maybe I should post a
few more of my clean one-chapter story ideas on Fanfiction.net before I get
typecast as a purely hentai author.  -_-

And is that necessarily a bad thing?  The audience is surprisingly larger.
Apparently even people who don't normally read lemons like my fics because
there's always a plot involved.  I just don't like writing people having sex
if there's no plausible reason for them to do so.  Makes the sex more
*real*... to me anyway.

I have plans for at least two more chapters of this, including bringing in
Ranma in the third chapter.  I might feel inspired to write more beyond that
since I'll have more players by then, and one must admit, having a
duel-sexed character like Ranma in a lemon makes for plenty of options.

I wonder if you can guess what I plan to do in #2, seeing as the gorgeous
redhead won't be arriving yet.  For that matter, I wonder if you can guess
who s/he'll end up engaged to?

Oh, one more thing.  I couldn't figure out a way to smoothly fit the
explanation into the story, but "A.V." is a Japanese term borrowed from
English.  It stands for Adult Video, in case you couldn't guess.  They use
the acronym because it's less of a mouthful as the Japanese pronounce it.
They do things like that a lot with loan words, and then they turn around
and expect English-speaking people to understand what they're talking about
just because the term originally came from English.  Pantsu, or 'pants' is a
good example of this.  In Japanese, the word does not refer to trousers or
slacks, but underwear.  I'm pretty sure pantsu is a shortened version of the
somewhat retro English word 'underpants'.  They shortened the word so they
could say it easier, but in no longer makes sense to English listeners.  So,
if you're admiring the stylish slacks a Japanese girl is wearing, mention it
very carefully if you don't want to get slapped.  -_^

That's your Japanese lesson for the day.  ^_^

Looking forward to hearing from you!

Ja na!

-Ron Hino