Lemon-Only_Up-07.txt Masamune Washington (hephaestus@mad.scientist.com) http://jove.prohosting.com/~madanger Disclaimers: This product is meant for educational purposes only. Freshest if eaten before date on carton. Not responsible for direct, indirect, incidental or consequential damages resulting from any defect, error or failure to perform. For external use only... DO NOT TAKE INTERNALLY 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, you do not believe in sex, you do not believe sex exists, have medical conditions that would be aggravated by sexual stimulus, you are under the age permissible to view sexual material in your area, or you in general have no interest in sex; by no means continue reading. Stop immediately. ------------------- 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. ------------------- 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. To keep the reader from thinking too much the following methods have been used: Quotation marks (" ") enclose speech Single quotes (' ') enclose thoughts Asterix (* *) indicate sound effects Underscore (_ _) means it is in italics (a limitation of ASCII text format). Greater/less than signs (< >) encapsulate Chinese. Brackets ({ }) encapsulate English. Squared brackets ([ ]) are text information and signs. Parenthetical notes are asides by the narrator. The continuing saga of perverted curses... Ranma1/2 - The Curse Only Goes Up (it likes to be on top) part VII - Burning The Pervert Ukyou looks at herself in the mirror over the sink, "I think about Akane and I feel nothing. Ranma and this 'thing' starts moving.... Ranko and Ah!" Blushing, "There it goes again, how does a guy hide this?" "If I think about Konatsu... Hmm, I like Ranma in both forms and Konatsu, but nothing for Akane... Shampoo?" Concentrating. "Nothing." Scowling, "Tsubasa?... Nothing. This stupid thing is like a fortune teller or something." The door opens, "Ukyou, it's time to open the..." blinking. He turns to the ninja, "Open your shirt, Konatsu." He does so, "Oh, Ukyou-sama, do you really like me?" "I can't seem to control it, it does what it likes." Blushing crimson and looking away, "Those have a way of doing that." "Well, I better change back," pouring a capful from one flask. Konatsu staggers back at the transformation. Gazing deeply into the mirror, "I look like..." "Ranma-kun, dinner is ready," Kasumi calls him in from pummeling his father. Several days pass. Konatsu enters through the second story window into Ukyou's bedroom. "As you requested," dumping his catch on the floor. Ukyou sorts through it, picking up an item and sniffing it, then rubbing her cheek on it. "It smells like him." Sweatbead, "Er, Ukyou-sama..." "Oh, right. Hmm, I guess they should be washed first." "Would be wise, they were in the wash piles." "Could you have gotten clean ones?" "That would have meant a daring daylight raid on the hanging wash or inside the house. Kasumi is watchful. It may not have been possible to slip in undetected into their bedrooms as they slept." Ukyou reluctantly lets the clothes go, "Okay, have them ready for tomorrow." Early in the morning, a figure slips over the wall and hops onto the roof. "And his room is..." prying open a window and peaking in. Ukyou is back in her room dressing for an early workday. "Ukyou-sama," Konatsu declares, "Why are you here?" "Uh, changed my plans, I'll do it at a different time... mornings are not good." Trying to shake the image out of her head. Back at the Tendous' Ranma and his harem wake from another night of orgy. Nodoka is the one knocking at the door. Kasumi lets her in. The very moment Genma sees her he blindly crashes through the shoji door, across the yard and a yelp is heard after he leaps over the wall. "Well, that was certainly dramatic of him," holding her cheek. Kasumi smirks, having seen a video suggesting why Mr. Saotome is running. "Heh heh, Nodoka-san, good morning. Genma and I were just about to er... run an errand, he seems to think it is urgent. Well, see you later," edging toward the door, "I must go catch up with him." Bolting for the wall, he cries out after he leaps over into the same trash. "Well, that was certainly easy," Nodoka smiles. "Oh, I do hope they'll be okay." "Don't worry your little head, Kasumi," patting her arm, "Genma, at least, has been through a lot worse." "Sweeto," the lecher bounds through the Tendou home, wildly waving his latest catch; a lacy yellow brassiere if anyone should ask. "Hello, grandpa," Ranma steps into the main room. "Ah, my boy, I need you to model this," splashing him... "Gah!" Bounding into the kitchen and back, splashing him again. "No, no, no!" Flinging Ranma into the pond. Angry, he lurches from the water, "Now THAT was uncalled for." "You can't be cured, Ranma! Have you no consideration for your master!" "Not only that, but we have a little party for you." "Yoo-hoo, Happy, in here!" an arm is waving a pair of panties from the doors of the dojo. "Sweeto!" Ranma follows him in and bars the door. The midget is fixed in place, confused. The youths of the Tendou clan and Ranma's mother are waiting. Ranma smirks, "So, are you surprised, old man?" "What have you done to them?" Pitifully crying. "You got it all wrong, I didn't do it to them. They did it to themselves because of you!" "NO! I would never cause such a thing." Ranma notes the old man weakening already. "Look at them, Happosai. You have no idea what this is like for me. You ruined my fiancée, her sisters and my mother!" "Maybe we can get some last satisfaction?" Akane cracks his knuckles. "No, I don't believe it!" Launches at the youngest Tendou and bounces off his chest. "NO!" He turns around to an heirloom blade close enough to slice the sweat trickling down his face. "You have caused me enough grief, this is the end." Swinging. He jumps away and flops to the floor. "Ranma, don't let them..." The re-sheathed katana, a bokken, a broom and a bo staff are used to pummel the withering creature. Sweaty and exhausted they sit against the wall. "So, what now, Ranma-kun?" Kasumi muses over the broken broom. Dramatically, "Well, I have here what was removed from four women," holding up a vial. Stilted, as if reading from a script, "See, Happosai, this is what makes a woman a woman... since you're around they don't want it. So, I'll just give it to you." Murmuring wordless pleas, as the shriveled form wracks to breathe, quakes when trying to move. "Enjoy," splashing him. For a moment the ancient master is restored, then the changes take place. She starts wailing. Everyone covers their ears. Flames erupt around her, they cover their eyes. Moments later the sound stops, and they stare at the scorch mark on the floor. "Oh my, we'll have to refinish that area." "Wow," Nabiki stares at the carbon blemish, "I didn't realize THAT could happen." "The water isn't that dangerous to us, is it?" Akane's inquiry. "I think we all did good, this deserves a good hot bath," smiling at them all. A moment later the four of them are dragging Ranma towards the furo. What should have been a relaxing bath became an orgy... go figure. Ranma is recovering his strength while out for a walk, ignoring the peculiar sore spot that is healing at Ranma-speed. "Geez, those 'guys' got all weird over me. At least mom stopped them from THAT hole... I don't think I'd have liked that." Up ahead he sees Shampoo on her bike. She also sees him and slows down, then cuts into an alley. "Heh heh," he leaps over the roof and finds her speeding along. "Oh no, Shampoo, we'll at least talk this time. You've been on my ass for so long, you're NOT going to run away when I'm on yours." Three blocks later he runs through an alley and... A bicycle continues rolling along, veering over the sidewalk and bumping to a rest against a fence. Crashing to a rest in some thick bushes are the teenagers. "Aiya, why Ranma do that?" "Shampoo, we need to talk." "Talk later, on delivery right now." "Listen to me..." She's trying to edge away secretly. "Why are YOU running away?" "Ranma not Ranma, Shampoo is trying to find airen Ranma, you not that Ranma." "I'm the only Ranma there is. Maybe you're afraid now that the tables are turning, I'm never running away from you again." A look of fear in her eyes, "Is you demon?" "Naw, no demons around here. We even killed Happosai, you should like that." "Little pervert man is gone?" "I'll just say we held him a private party that 'changed his view of the world'." They stare at each other for a minute. "Okay, enough foreplay," grabs her arm in a steel grip and draws her down, "You deserve this, so don't fight." "Aiya!" Passers by jump away from the shrubbery. "What was that?" Daisuke looks at Hiroshi, trying not to think about peering into the bush, "'Roshi, maybe we should get out of here as fast as we can." "Oh?" "Remember okonomiyaki?" Looks back to the bush then away. "Er, did you hear something, I didn't." Sweating. He snags his arm and they quickly leave that street. "Keep quiet you slut, or do you want me to stop? Here," holds up her panties. Nodding sadly, knowing she isn't being given much of a choice, allowing him to stuff them in her mouth. She rolls off of him. They lay in the leaves, spent. Ranma stirs and pulls out his flasks, "Well now, round two." "Mrff?" She sits up to get splashed in the face, "Aiya! Er-" Starts choking, then swallows. "Shampoo swallow panties!" Shocked, "Quiet, do you want to be found here?" Splashing himself. Whispering, "But Shampoo... got big dick," staring at the member. "Yeah, and Ranko got nice warm pussy to hide it in," pushing Shampoo-kun over and sitting on her legs. "Don't worry, this won't hurt my ego." He gasps. "Shh. Do you need to eat my boxers too?" He is confused by the strange feelings of arousal and soon loses all to the sensations. Gently taking Ranko and flipping over to be in control. The unfamiliar activity left him exhausted. Ranko smiles with satisfaction, her partner nearly passed out. "One more thing, Shampoo, that I need to know." "No... Shampoo is tired." "First time for a guy is always like that. Here." Splash! "Eh? That's not right, the Tendous became sexier." "Aiya, what you do to Shampoo?" She is fully awake again, patting at her tiny breasts. Blonde hair and small body, she could almost be a boy if fully clothed. Changing himself back, "Hmm, well, I'll try anything once," he lifts her up, so much lighter than before. She is still swollen from twice before, yet, "So much tighter!" After countless thrusts she is easier to slide in. He pulls her up while laying back, she assumes action and rides him like a wild horse. "I hope this water is still warm enough," douses her with the thermos. Ranma runs screaming from the bushes. Shortly after, a pink cat hops out. ~ Omake ~ "Genma, I found one." He slides back from the shogiban, "Er, maybe you should put that down." "It's safe, it's still dry." Genma slips further away. "All I found was this one though." From upstairs, "Stop that, I need a drink... yes, I'm thirsty... NOT THAT WAY." They stare at each other. Soun starts fumbling with the little envelope, bumps the shogiban, sending Genma's glass of iced tea flying. Soun loses the envelope, the wet panda stretches for it, snagging and ripping it open. It flies on until it lands on the tray of iced tea, on a glass, spilling into a full glass. A breeze blows the empty envelope off. Ranma leaps down the stairs, the fathers quickly looking interested in their game. Ranma grabs a glass, THE glass, chugs it. Then takes the tray with the other glasses upstairs. [Soun...] "Genma?" [He drank the whole thing.] "What happens when you drink it?" A few hours later, Ranma-chan scrubs down in the bathroom. Rinses down with cold water, then hot. Scrubs down a second time (don't even ask why he needs to). Rinses down with cold water... Ranma is dousing himself with alternate waters when Kasumi comes in to check on the panicked screaming. "What's wrong, Ranma-kun?" "It's back, my curse is back!" -- These omake are becoming simply mini-chapters instead of just bonus story. Oh well. C&C will be twisted horribly and used indescribably. Flames will be treated with napalm and the door closed. -end file