Okay, I know we did this last chapter, but it’s just so much FUN!!

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On that note, this IS a work of lemon fan fiction. Sure, the first chapter went light, but that’s because we’ve gotta establish what little plot we have to give the story at least some semblance of coherency. It contains descriptive scenes depicting sexual acts. If you’re just reading this for the “plot”, you can skip over these scenes, I guess...

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In any case, on with the story...

The Nermia Shuffle
By JDHGamer and Comp-User

Chapter 2: The Insanity Begins

Gosunkugi was the last to wake up, his first thought was that perhaps the mirror he was looking into had some kind of magic in it, which made him see someone else’s reflection instead of his own. However, upon a visual inspection of the body he was now in, he concluded that somehow his latest attempt at doing a voodoo curse backfired and ended up being a body-switching curse.

However, he did realize that not only was he in a female’s body, and a good-looking one at that, but also that the girl was considerably popular at school...actually, wasn’t she Akane’s sister?

AKANE’S SISTER!

That means he must be in Akane’s house! But did he dare try to go see her? Perhaps he should explore this room first, and perhaps find some of the photos of Akane that he’d often heard were being sold.

Meanwhile, back at the Nekohaten...

The first thing Ranma did was search for Cologne, certain that the old hag had something to do with what had happened. Unfortunately, all (s)he could find was a sign on the door proclaiming that Cologne had left for China on business and would not return for at least a couple weeks.

Ranma: Just my luck...oh no, if I’m in Shampoo’s body, then Shampoo-!

She started to run out the door and towards the Tendo Dojo but it caused the fabric of her shirt to rub across her nipples (Shampoo, not surprisingly, doesn’t wear bras most of the time).

Ranma had to stop for a moment, breathing heavily.

Ranma: This...Amazon...body...is so...ah!-SENSITIVE!

The stimulation was already causing a bit of dampness between her legs.

In girl form, she’d rarely, if ever, get this way. The closest she’d come (no pun intended) was the first time she went out on an actual date with Akane. She had put her hair down so that people wouldn’t recognize it was her in girl-form. She really looked different that way, and the first time Akane saw her like that, she took awhile to figure out it was Ranma. This was so that if anyone saw them together, they’d just figure it was Akane out with one of her girlfriends, perhaps celebrating a birthday or other occasion at a fancy restaurant. The feminine clothes she was wearing added to the illusion because even if they had a little inkling that it was Ranma (the unusual red hair was somewhat hard to miss), they’d think again after noticing what the girl was wearing because, quite frankly, they’d know Ranma would NEVER wear anything that girly. As it was, it took a lot of convincing to get Ranma to agree to it. Nabiki had practically forced her to wear a nice dress, plus woman’s underwear. Thankfully, Nabiki was able to help with the bra, but it felt very uncomfortable, and she had to keep reminding herself that she was doing this for Akane. Of course, that was followed by the question, ‘Why the hell would I be doing this for that uncute tomboy?!’. The question immediately left her mind when Akane came out of her room, wearing a very nice dress, even nicer than the one Ranma-Chan was wearing. She nearly slapped herself at the earlier thought, ‘She’s not cute...she’s beautiful!’. Of course, she was cute when she saw Ranma gawking at her and gave a kawaii little grin. It was at that moment that she became slightly aroused in her girl-form. But the state of arousal she was in then was nothing compared to now, in Shampoo’s ultra-sensitive body.

However, having never even considered experimenting on her girl-form, she had little idea of what to do about her situation except for trying to get to the dojo as quickly as possible (without making the problem much worse). And maybe when she’d get there, and got some privacy, could see if she could “figure something out”, to remedy the problem.

Meanwhile, Ryouga had locked himself into Akane’s room, and was staring at the mirror, nervously. The angel and devil Ryougas were still standing on either shoulder. By the way, the devil is in Ryouga’s normal clothes, and the Angel is in drag with Akane’s clothes.

Angel Ryouga: How dare you even consider trying to see her naked and then try to do...such nasty things to it!!

Devil Ryouga: C’mon, you’re only doing this to confirm her maidenhood, as soon as you figure out if she’s still a virgin, you can just stop!

Angel Ryouga: It may not be so simple, you might begin to like it and give into temptation and keep going as this bastard here is no doubt planning!

While the two were arguing, Ryouga had already made up his mind to strip the body he was in down. But after that, he went back to staring in the mirror, slowly moving his eyes, with a certain hesitation down the reflection of Akane’s body.

Angel Ryouga: Holy shit he’s already stripped off her clothes!! Put them back on before temptation further drives you!!

Devil Ryouga: I think I’m already getting him to his destination, sugarplum!

Ryouga tentatively touched the nipples before falling over, gasping.

Angel Ryouga: Please, I beg you-STOP!!

Devil Ryouga: You’ll have plenty of time to use those later, first you’ve gotta check the stash!!

And just as tentatively, Ryouga did-and nearly yelled out in pleasure. But then noticed that his finger easily slid all the way in, there was apparently no barrier, or if there was, it was out of the reach of his finger.

But from the pleasure itself, Ryouga fell on Akane's knees, gasping for air and feeling warm juices flowing around the hand he had over Akane's most private of places...

Ryouga then rolled over on the hard wood floor, feeling the cool surface on Akane's soft skin and arched her back and felt her pelvis try to push itself more and more onto Akane's probing digits.

Ryouga (moaning in Akane’s voice): Ohh god! Ahh!

Ryouga was turned on by hearing her cute, innocent voice writhe in pleasure as he used her thumbnail to lightly brush her clit.

Ryouga couldn't help it, nor did he want to stop when Akane's other hand reached out almost instinctively and roughly massaged a breast.

Ryouga: Mmm, MORE!

Ryouga moaned as Akane's shapely hips bucked in the air and slammed down against the floor.

Devil Ryouga: Maybe you should check deeper... Make a fist.

Ryouga: Huh?

Devil Ryouga: Just stick it in there...

Ryouga: Okay, but I'm not sure if it'd... WHOA!

Ryouga gasped as Akane's lower lips stretched and her fist slowly pushed in.

The Angel half of Ryouga could only watch in desperation as it happened.

Ryouga: Ugh ugh ugh!

Ryouga grunted as he pumped Akane's fist in her tight pussy, feeling the warm juices flow around the fist and Akane's body growing hotter and hotter in pleasure.

Ryouga: Ohh god... how can it feel so good?

He asked this to no one in particular as Akane's long fingernails pinched an aroused nipple, humping her fist in a faster and faster pace, feeling warm sweat covering every inch of Akane's body.

Ryouga: AHHH! AIEEE!

Ryouga squealed as a magnificent orgasm overtook Akane's body and every muscle tensed and spasmed.

Akane's breath was like a massive surge that echoed in Ryouga's mind as he pulled her fist out, feeling the sticky mess he made.

Ryouga (gasping for breath): I...don’t think...she’s a...v-v-...virgin!!

Devil Ryouga: Aw, c’mon-she’s a martial artist! She probably broke it during one of her physical exercises. Or maybe she actually uses toys!

Ryouga: My Akane would never do something like that!!

Devil Ryouga: You never know with girls nowadays. In any case, just because she’s got no hymen doesn’t mean she’s not technically a virgin.

Angel Ryouga: Well...uh...

Ryouga: What?

Angel Ryouga: Akane’s Angel is a very close personal friend, and...uhm...

Devil: Oh, please don’t tell him. I’m not sure if he can take it.

Although apparently no one could hear the moans before, however loud they were, they could definitely hear a resounding-

Ryouga: WHAT?!

Shampoo, meanwhile, had locked herself in Ranma’s room and had, without nearly as much reluctance as Ryouga had with Akane’s body, taken off every single article of clothing that had been on Ranma’s body. She stared down at the organ bellow her with awe.

Ranma's tool flexed slightly in the arousal its owner was feeling, not caring if it were arousal that was being felt for the tool itself.

Shampoo grinned wickedly and sat up on Ranma's futon and ran one of his calloused hands over the long hard piece of meat, feeling the veins around Ranma's piece throbbing in pleasure.

Shampoo: Ooh, so nice, yes yes.

She heard her words in Ranma's deep voice as she slowly stroked the piece upward, feeling the pleasure.

Shampoo: Very very nice nice, feel good inside Shampoo later, yes.

Shampoo moaned as she slowly stroked the tool repeatedly, imagining what kind of penetration power it would have to her own body.

Faster and faster, Shampoo stroked Ranma's tool, feeling a building up on the bulbous tip until, finally in a quick explosion, thick creamy white fluid shot out of the small hole, covering Ranma's muscular chest.

Shampoo: Oh, it nice, but not nice as Shampoo's...

Shampoo sighed and ran a finger through the white fluid.
With the grin remaining, Shampoo brought the liquid coated finger up to Ranma's mouth and tasted.

Shampoo: Yuck! Ranma's tongue no like.

Suddenly the door burst open, and there stood...her? Oh, right, Ranma must be in her body then (but not quite in the way she wanted him to be in her body).

Ranma (upon seeing Shampoo naked and covered in a viscous white fluid): WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY BODY?!

Shampoo: Nothing worse Ranma may do to mine!

Ranma: Huh?

Shampoo: Ranma stay here for minute, Shampoo be back soon.

Shampoo ran across the hall to the furrow, thankfully no one was in the hall because she was still naked and still covered in semen. She came back as a she, in Ranma’s girl-body. The cold water had helped to get rid of that weird liquid Ranma had seen earlier.

Ranma: You still haven’t told me what you were doing with my body!

Shampoo: Is Ranma that clueless? Ranma never clean own pipe?

Ranma: Huh?

Shampoo: No wonder there so much cum. It all stored up for so long!

Ranma: Cum?

Shampoo: Ranma really clueless, Shampoo show good time.

Of course, Ranma wasn’t 100% clueless about sex, but what little knowledge he had came from only about a week ago, but that was another story. Right now, snapping back to the present, noticing his, or, well, her clothes had been taken off while she was lost in thought.

It was at that moment that Shampoo pounced on her.

Ranma hit the ground with Shampoo on top of her, Shampoo in the female-half of her body with an evil grin.

Ranma: Now Shampoo.. don't do anything hasty...

Shampoo: It my body you in. Me allowed to touch own body!

Shampoo declared this as she used Ranma-Chan's strength to tear off the clothes that helped Ranma maintain Shampoo's dignity.

Shampoo: See, Shampoo's nipples like pinch pinch.

She rolled her former nipple in Ranma-Chan's thumb and forefinger as she said this.

Ranma (moaning in Shampoo’s voice): Oh god!

Ranma had never felt anything as intoxicating before in his life. The sheer pleasure that shot from a nipple squeeze had him gasping for air. Shampoo grinned.

Shampoo: See? Very very good. Now Shampoo show you Shampoo's clit.

She announced this as she slowly ran a fingertip over what had been until the previous night’s events her vagina lips. Ranma squirmed, quickly losing strength.

Ranma: Why... why is it so good?

She questioned as he raised Shampoo's hips to meet the teasing fingertip, feeling the long purple hair in the body he now resides brushing against Shampoo's naked back.

Shampoo (teasingly): No no Ranma... you beg, yes?

Ranma tried to resist and tried to reach one of Shampoo's hands up. Shampoo quickly grabbed the hand.

Shampoo: You beg.

Ranma: Oh god!

Ranma squirmed and moaned.

Ranma: Alright! Please! Just do it!

Shampoo grinned even larger.

Shampoo: You get it.

Shampoo positioned Ranma-Chan's body to where Ranma-Chan's red haired crotch was facing Shampoo's purple covered and slightly moist crotch, their long slim legs intertwined.

Shampoo: Shampoo make woman out of Ranma.

She pushed harder, feeling the two clits rubbing.

Shampoo: Ranma have very virgin clit, yes?

Shampoo moaned as Ranma nodded, engulfed in the delicious pleasure.

Wanting more, Ranma brought Shampoo's hands up to her massive yet firm breasts, roughly massaging and twisting Shampoo's nipples, pushing harder against his former girl-form's pussy, feeling the sweat covering Shampoo's tanned skin and her long purple hair rubbing against the small of her back.

Ranma: Please, I need it!

Ranma squealed in Shampoo's voice. Ranma sat up and hugged against his former female form and rubbed the two pairs of sweaty, firm breasts against each other.

Ranma (crying out): Give it! GIVE IT!

Then, as if to answer Ranma's pleas, a massive orgasm entrenched his wavering mind, sending him reeling.

Ranma: YESSS!

Ranma cried in satisfaction.

Ranma: YESSS! Oh god YES!

The orgasm tingled every part of Shampoo's body, and Ranma felt a massive amount of Shampoo's juices explode out of her pussy. Ranma laid back on the bed of Shampoo's long hair, gasping, feeling the cool air against her skin.

Ranma (panting): No wonder...she...was moaning...so loud...that night...

Shampoo: Huh?...Who was moaning?

Ranma (sweat dropping): Well...err...

Meanwhile, in Nabiki’s room Gosunkugi had only just discovered a secret room with a large video monitor and several shelves filled with tapes. They were all labeled and arranged in alphabetical order. Near the beginning of the first row were several tapes with Akane’s name on them.

Gosunkugi (reading): Akane-Herself #1, Akane-Herself #2, Akane-Herself-#3, Akane-Herself #4...

The first several videos were dated before Ranma arrived in Nermia, but those dated a few weeks after included some interesting notes...

Gosunkugi: Akane-Herself #153, Note: Moaned Ranma’s name instead of Tofu’s. What?! These are tapes of Akane...pleasing herself?

He looked down the rows of tapes, finding more and more notes, something about her now moaning Ranma’s name repeatedly now. And then, eventually-he gasped when he found one labeled-

Gosunkugi: Akane-Ranma (FINALLY!)!! No, it can’t be! Akane would never...but I have to make sure...

He took out the tape and placed it in the VCR beneath the large T.V. screen. The screen automatically flickered to life and the words “PLAY” appeared in the corner as the video started.

The video started in the middle of a game of Twister. Apparently, Nabiki felt no need to install microphones because there was no audio.

Gosunkugi (trying to sound hopeful): Oh, maybe it's just an innocent game...

Then he witnessed Akane's knees buckling before she found herself lying right on top of Ranma.

There was a moment of awkwardness when they simply looked into each other's eyes.

Gos: No no, don't kiss!

On the video Akane grinned and pulled Ranma's shirt off, engulfing Ranma's mouth in hers in a passionate kiss. Ranma, seemingly unsure starts to return the kiss.

Gos: Dammit!

Then Ranma seemed to ask Akane a question, but Akane reassured him and the kissing continued and Ranma picked Akane up and softly placed her on her bed.

Gos (groaning): Please don't do it...but if you do, at least show me Akane's goodies...

As if in response to the words, Akane took off her blouse and Ranma backed off a little bit before Akane told him what to do. Almost confused, Ranma did as he was told and touched Akane.

Gos: Nice rack.

Then he looked down.

Gos: Oh, right... I have one too.

He continued to watch as Akane went through the instructions step by step and it appeared as the session progressed, the two began enjoying it more and more.

Gos: Oh goodness.

He was fanning the blushing cheeks he's been getting on Nabiki's face.

On the TV screen, the couple then kicked off each other's pants and Ranma pulled the covers over the two of them.

Gosunkugi could feel Nabiki's perky nipples become hard and aroused underneath her pajamas. Curiously, with his gaze still locked on the TV, he reached Nabiki's hand inside her pajamas and tweaked the nipple.

Gos: Oh!

Back in the video, something seemed to happen and the two of them began moving in time, the bed flexing hard as the pace continued faster and faster.

A bit bolder, Gos reached Nabiki's other hand inside her pajama pants and rubbed Nabiki's moneypot, so to speak.

Gos (crying out): Amazing!

He felt Nabiki's supposed icy cold body warming up to its new owner.

On the video, finally, the bed tensed greatly and the pace stopped with Ranma rolling off Akane, both still under the blanket.

Thoroughly aroused from the video, Gosunkugi leaned back in Nabiki's chair, spreading her shapely legs apart to allow her fingers better access as Gos played with Nabiki's hardening clit.

As Akane cuddles herself up to Ranma's body, the tape blanks out, and the blue screen, standard in modern TVs and VCRs, appears.

But Gos was oblivious to this, as he was enticed to the wondrous pleasure Nabiki's supposedly cold body could give, inserting two of her fingers within, feeling a small barrier on the inside as he lightly kneaded Nabiki's pert tits.

In fact, the only thing cold was the light coming from the monitor, and playing on Nabiki's feminine features.

Gos (musing): And they.. ahh, call her the iiicce queen, huh?

He started to force Nabiki's shapely hips to hump her finger furiously. Nabiki's tits were pointing straight up now as Gos moaned and writhed in Nabiki's voice, feeling her curvy body arch as the pleasure increased greater and greater, and finally, almost clumsily, Gosunkugi rammed Nabiki's slim fingers into her pussy, penetrating her inner barrier, causing an explosion of pain, pleasure, blood, and hot juices to escape from her pussy, making Gosunkugi scream.

Gosunkugi gasped for air, looking at the puddle formed in Nabiki's seat and said in a breathless voice, which sounded sexy with Nabiki's voice-

Gos: Oh...uhg...no wonder she tapes sex.

He then remembered exactly what it was that was taped...and for a brief moment felt depressed.

Gos: Hmm...well I guess this new body might be a small consolidation...

Meanwhile, in Kasumi’s body, Happosai had finally succeeded in getting her fully unclothed.

To be continued...

JDHGamer’s Conclusion: Well, since this is pretty much the first chapter where my co-writer gets to write some things (namely, all the main parts of the lemon scenes) I’ll let him get in a few words is he wants. I’m the comedy/character chemistry/plot guy, so I’m leaving it to him to do most of the naughty bits, although I’m the one who comes up with what happens in each of them, and how they start. lol

Comp-User’s Conclusion: My conclusion? Yes, more orgasms!

JDHGamer’s Conclusion to Comp-User’s Conclusion: Yeah, sure, I’ll be looking into that...

Oh, and also...to the readers. There won’t be any further chapters for about a couple weeks until I get out of college, but I’ll be working on getting everything hand-written so I’ll have plenty of material to type up, and Chapter 3 has already started (and will have a few lemon scenes written by me, but I intend to allow Comp-User to continue to contribute because he’s a little more eloquent than I am. lol)

Even as the conclusion was being written, the apparently evil (but are they really? I mean, they’re the people who created all the lemony freshness to begin with!) group of people watched from their vantage point in some world where you can look into anywhere in any other world. It was very convenient for them, very convenient indeed.

Shadowy Figure #1: I had foreseen something like this, but GOOD LORD, I didn't think it'd go that far!!

Dimi-Chan: I knew it, sir!

Shadowy Figure #2: Yes, we had foreseen that you would know...

Juton: But if you had foreseen she would know, then how did you not foresee WHAT she knew?

Shadowy Figure #1: You dare question our foreseeing capabilities?!

Juton: Uh...sorry again...

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