Lemon-Only_Up-05.txt
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Hentai-- The Lemon Disclaimer
THIS IS A LEMON RANMA FANFICTION!!
Stop reading now if you don't know what that means.
This story contains sexual behavior appropriate only to sexual situations.
If this offends you, you subscribe to certain sexually restrictive religions, 
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I glance to the side and see it moving. Abused, neglected, annoyed... my brain 
is crawling away. Oh well, doesn't change anything, I can still write this 
stuff.
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Are you still here?
Okay, this is about sex, this is your last chance to stop reading.
There will be weird sex involving water-based curses.

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The continuing saga of perverted curses...

Ranma1/2 - The Curse Only Goes Up (it likes to be on top) part V - We Know 
What You Did Last Night

He sits in a tree, "...Third window, knock twice..." Sliding along the branch 
until he can reach the indicated window. *Tap tap*
Sayuri's house this time, and she angrily works her stubborn window open. Pops 
the screen off and pulls it inside.
"Come on, Ranma, some one will see you," she moves aside.
He leaps in and rolls to his feet.
Pastel and pink, furry toys and posters of boy bands. 'So this is a "normal" 
girl's room,' Ranma muses to himself.
"So," Sayuri finishes closing the window.
Yuka is relaxing in the desk chair. "Well, er, shall we get started?"
Ranma looks between the two, his pigtail rising, "Have you two ever done it 
before?" His tone demanding truth.
They shake their heads and look to the floor.
He puts his boy flask on the desk. "Here are your options. I can let you two 
have this and experiment. It works just like before, and none of us has gotten 
stuck or permanently kept the curse. You two can experiment with me giving 
pointers. I can participate in any combination. Or... we can forget the curses 
altogether and I show you how 'normal' people do it."
Silence.
"You two didn't think about this too much, did you?"
Shaking their heads.
"If we're gonna get anything done then we need to take it in steps. Okay, 
strip to your underwear," he pulls his shirt off and unfastens his slacks.
Reluctantly the girls comply.
"How do you two feel now?" He's leaning against the wall in only his boxers.
"I'm ashamed of myself," Yuka covers up with her blouse.
"No reason to be, you're beautiful. You too, Sayuri. I don't understand why 
neither of you have not found boyfriends yet." He lays down on the bed.
They sit on either side of him.
"You do know the difference between a pervert and boyfriend, don't you?"
They look puzzled.
"A pervert is some one you want nothing to do with. A boyfriend is some one 
you want to share something with. So, am I laying here as a pervert, or a 
friend who has been asked to come over for the night?"
"If I call you my boyfriend will Akane burst through the door?" She looks down 
at him.
"No, no one knows where I am but you two. Tonight you two share me, but no one 
may find out."
Sayuri muses, "Would you give Hiroshi and Daisuke the girl water?"
"If they asked, yes I would. But those two are not as smart as you two, 
someone would have to tell them, and I'm not about to say anything like that. 
How about them anyway, they're nice enough guys, you should check them out."
Yuka emboldens herself and kisses his cheek, "We're only interested in you 
tonight."
He holds her arm, pulling her back down. Touching pressure points discreetly 
as he kisses her lightly.
Sayuri gapes, then becomes jealous. Ranma's other hand reaches her knee, 
encouraging her to join in.

"I never thought sex would be like that," Sayuri whispers.
"I want more," Yuka struggles to sit up.
"So," Ranma sits on the window sill, "Are we done for the night?" Shaking the 
flask, "or should we try an experiment?"
"Please, don't leave." Yuka rolls over and pushes to a seated position.
Smirking, "Well, how would you like the next round to go, girls? More of the 
same?"
"Does that other water really work?" Sayuri asks.
"You wanna know a secret?"
They nod.
"I was cured a few weeks ago."
"B-but I've seen... Oh! Why are you using that at all... in public I mean?" 
Sayuri comprehends part of his situation.
"If anyone found out I got cured then they'd be all over me for the means to 
cure themselves. Ryouga, Mousse and Shampoo would love to get rid of their 
curses. As long as I appear as a girl occasionally it keeps them from asking."
Satisfied with that she looks at him seriously, "If we change into guys can we 
do Ranma-chan?"
Yuka giggles.
"What about screwing each other?"
They facefault.
"You're good friends, right? Why not?"
"We're both girls." Yuka gasps when Ranma splashes her.
"What was that, Yuka-kun?"
Sayuri and Yuka stare at each other, meanwhile Ranma splashes himself.
Sayuri breaks in to a grin, "Now you know what it feels like."
Wriggling, "It's not so bad actually."
Ranma presses up behind him, "Imagine what it'd feel like being in her? You, 
Yuka, putting yourself inside your best friend. Don't worry, she can return 
the favor later. Or," rubbing her breasts around on his shoulders, "would you 
rather have me?"
Sayuri gets a look in her eye and turns away.
Yuka coughs, trying for a gruff voice, "Hey, Sayuri, you think this bitch 
needs to get laid?"
She giggles and goes for the flask.

Ranma is on her back on the bed.
The boys are on the floor, painfully exhausted.
"So, ready for any more you two?"
"How does a guy do this? I'm so tired," Sayuri whines.
"I'm going home, but feel free to ask me over again." Changing back he slips 
out the window.

"You're late, Ranma," Akane leans against the wall of his room.
Ranma is still in a landing crouch from jumping in through the window.
The panda had decided that the interruptions were too much and cleared up a 
spot in the attack. More than once a night someone barging in and hauling his 
son out, then bringing him back, got to be an annoyance.
He coils to backflip back out the window.
Kasumi comes from the shadow beside the window and gloms him from behind. 
Getting poked in the eye by his stiffening pigtail.
Nabiki folds the blanket off of her, revealing the cute little shear nightgown 
she's barely wearing. "Better pick one to start with, Ranma."

From somewhere Kasumi got an extra large comforter that managed to cover them 
all. Happily sound asleep, the younger Tendou sisters are holding each other. 
Imagine what they could be dreaming of?
Kasumi soundlessly escaped at her normal time to go about her chores. Doing so 
had woken Ranma.
Ranma stared at the door closing, wondering how he got into this mess.

Sunlight brightens the room. They had fallen asleep where they lay on the 
floor.
"Oo, I could use another hour."
A knocking on the door, "You girls better get up, or you'll be late!"
They sit up and stare in shock at each other, waiting for Sayuri's mother to 
leave.
"If she'd walked in right now... I'd never be able to explain this."
"We aren't stuck, are we?"
Snapping, "Don't say anything like that, you're scaring me!"
Both of them getting into the shower, awkwardly trying not to look at each 
other's naked body.
"3-2-1," Yuka turns on the hot water.
They sigh and collapse to the tiles.
The shower still running, Sayuri keeps glancing at her, "I never thought boobs 
would turn me on."
Sweatbead, "Er, I hope that is just an after effect of staying a boy all 
night."
She turns her head, hand on her cheek, "Yuka..." Trying to kiss her.
"Eww!" slipping away, out of the shower and leaning back in to turn it cold.
A shrill shriek fills the house.

Nodoka opens the door and her son is fidgeting there.
"Why so early?" Letting him in.
"Mom, what am I gonna do. I screwed five girls last night!" Ashamed of 
himself.
She sighs, this dilemma of the split personality annoying at times. This Ranma 
will not be able to answer her questions, thankfully she trained hentai-Ranma 
to have some restraint (hard to talk to someone who is vigorously slamming 
into your most private parts).
"Ranma, listen to me."
He turns around...
She opens her kimono.
A battle of wills lasts for only a few seconds.
Noting the sign of the change, "That's a good boy. Now, tell me what you did 
last night."
"Coupla girls at school, Akane's friends, saw me an' Akane going at it in a 
tree. I made them an offer. After dinner I went to them and screwed them, 
coupla virgins. Then I showed them the change and they screwed me. When I got 
back home all three of them were waiting up."
Nodding thoughtfully, "Five in one night, very good. I was expecting Ukyou and 
Shampoo next, but this is fine."
"Heh, I'll get to them eventually."
"So," caressing the fold of her kimono, "Is that all you came here for?"

Nodoka tries to teach him proper use of carefully worded double meaning 
phrases and innuendo. This being a difficult task to perform as he practices 
other skills during the lesson.
Ranma moans.
"Ranma, is something wrong?"
His tongue stops and he pulls back covering his ears.
"Ranma?"
"No, stop it, go away. It's not supposed to be like this!"
"Ranma..." Seeing that the conflict is not with her lesson, but something 
else, she gently touches his arm.
He spooks and flips out (literally) shattering through the nearest window.
Sighing, "He's getting better, if only him and his libido could accept each 
other."

After much wandering Ranma stumbles into the Ucchan's, calmed somewhat but 
still trying to reconcile his warring halves. What would be his 'normal' side 
revels in the curse being gone and a chance to do things he couldn't do before 
as a guy (swimming, properly using the public baths, fighting in the 
rain...)... and upset at the other things he has been doing recently.
Yet the side that manifested the traits from his mother's side of the family 
(the urge drenched part) has another agenda. Hentai-Ranma with a turbo-boosted 
libido and packing flasks of gender changing water...

He finds his stool by the griddle, "Fish anything; tuna, squid, oysters... 
have an urge for oysters... raw." Gazing at Ukyou, with pupils dilated, roving 
over her body.
"Are you okay, Ran-chan?" Pulling a tub of iced whole oysters from below the 
counter (why does she have such a thing? Dunno.) "You look hot."
Konatsu steps over and takes the bucket, sliding down the counter and quickly 
shucking the fleshy little gastropods.
His widening smile making her uneasy, "You look hot too."
The heat and steam of the griddle does make her look well-worked after a few 
hours.
Hiroshi and Daisuke in a nearby booth gag.
"Is Ranma trying to pick up Ukyou?"
"He HAS been acting weird lately," responding with a whisper to the whisper.
"Er... let's go to the Nekohanten, I'm worried about this."
Ukyou pours him a large glass of water, "Drink that if you need to cool off."
Glancing at the glass, "What will you do if I do drink it?"
"Uhm, pour you more?" baffled at his behavior.
"Will you untie your belt if I drink that one?" Resting his head on his 
wrists, elbows on the griddle (but strangely not burning), gazing hungrily at 
her.
Ukyou swallows hard, turning to the rest of the room, "Sorry, we're having 
some trouble with the griddle, I'll have to close..."
The last few people have left payment and are already heading out the door.
Konatsu has put the oysters in the fridge, turns off the gas and starts 
cleaning up, taking the trash out to the dumpster.
Not bothering with the kanban Ukyou flips the little sign on the window and 
bends over to lock the door.
She gasps when something prods at her ass.
Sweatbead, "Ran-chan..." Rotating around and straightening... into his arms.
"Ucchan," pulling her close.
Blinking in surprise; that 'something' is pressing against this side too.
Using Nodoka's shiatsu-touch-eroticism causes Ukyou gives up pretense and push 
him behind the counter, and puts her own 'something' in his hands.
Confusion, "A belt?"
Her top slips open.
"Oh," drooling.
Taking a single spatula and tossing the bandoleer aside, she slices open the 
bindings.
Ranma's head bobs in time with Ukyou's expanded chest.
The door creaks as some one presses against it, trying to see inside. She 
snaps around and they quickly leave.
Snagging his belt she drags him upstairs.
Konatsu comes back in from the alley, trash duty done with.

A small spartan room. A table with mirror, a full-length mirror on one wall, 
the bed simply a mattress on the floor (though sheets neatly fitted).
Throwing him on the bed and straddling him.
"Eh?" *blink-blink* fighting his groping hands to pull out the flasks. "What 
are these, Ran-chan?"
"They're for the second round," ripping her tights off from behind in a move 
that pitches her forward.
He nibbles on her lip until she recovers from the shock.
She twists violently and rolls to her feet. "Who are you and where is Ran-
chan?" The peel manifesting in her hands, "You nearly fooled me Tsubasa!"
"Eh, what do you mean 'Tsubasa'?"
"CHARGE!" a cry from downstairs.
Ukyou steps out the door and looks below in time to see Konatsu kick a 
trashcan with legs out the back door. Calmly entering her bedroom and closing 
the door, "Is that really you, Ran-chan?"
Nodding.
"What is happening?"
He pulls himself to sit cross-legged, pigtail drooping. Whispering, "I'm outta 
control, Ucchan. There's this beast inside of me that wants to screw every 
girl I meet... almost." He had no urge to do Kodachi.
"If it's you, Ran-chan, I'll do it," blushing shyly.
"But you're my best friend..."
"Isn't that the best way to do it? With some one you love and trust?"
Scratching his head, "Yeah, I guess so, I already did it with..." his eyes 
widen.
Ukyou clenches her teeth, "I won't hurt you, but tell me who."
"Well, Akane, Nabiki, Kasumi, Yuka, Sayuri-"
Shaking with rising anger.
"-Mom."
She facefaults. "You did it with your mother?"
Sagging his head, "yes."
"Why did you take so long to come here?"
"The other girls have been distracting me, keeping me away."
Smiling, "So if they hadn't been doing that you'd have already come?"
"I guess so... I better go." Getting up.
She blocks the door, "I don't think so." Nearly throwing him back onto the 
bed, "Not until I get my share."

~ Omake ~ Upstairs At The Nekohanten

He grunts and thrusts, running a hand through her long hair. "Oh, Shampoo, I 
knew you would acknowledge your true love again."
She takes everything he can give, quietly savoring the ministrations.
"Shampoo! Oh, Shampoo!"
"Be quiet, Mousse, do you want people to hear?"
"Sorry, Shampoo."
She thinks to herself, 'It's a good thing he is so blind and stupid, otherwise 
great-granddaughter may have realized what he IS good for. Hmm, maybe I should 
share my boytoy with the other elders when we return... Nah.'

Heh heh heh, there is sickness and there is sickness...

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