[Episode 106509] [Episode 106509]And it didn’t help that Kassy was a Skunk-furry either. “A skunkgirl. Of all the things she could’a been, why a skunk?” Ranma groaned. Skunks were his absolute favorite, and seeing her like that was a wet dream cum, er, come true for him.
But that’s not surprising really, considering his upbringing...
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A 14-year-old Ranma frowned as he stood in the all-boy’s school auditorium. Damn it, this entire day sucked. Sure, no classes was a pretty fun thing, but all they were doing was looking back and forth at booths, where people spoke out for their clubs.
“Clubs speak of School Spirit,” Ranma said in a mocking voice as he repeated what the principal had said. He snorted. Damn it, this wasn’t school spirit. If anything, spirit was going for what you lived for. And darn it, there wasn’t even a Martial Arts Club. “You’d think there’d at least be a Fight Club,” the pre-teen Ranma complained.
Sighing, Ranma looked around. Where was that jerk Ryoga when he needed him. He was itching for a fight, yet that flakey lost jerk wasn’t around for one. “Figures he wouldn’t be around when you needed him,” Ranma pouted.
Standing off to the corner of the auditorium a little longer, he sighed. It was bad enough there wasn’t a club that had his interest, but it was MANDATORY to take one. “Just my like this is all crap. Sports are okay, they’re a good exercise. But sports are still nothing compared to the art.”
With a shake of his head, Ranma let off a young sigh. “Best to just get it over with,” He told himself as he just walked up to the nearest booth...
Though he had to admit, his one was interesting. Pictures of animal-like people. “Cartoons?” He thought cautiously. Ah well, a booth was a booth, and a club was as good as any other.
Tapping his hand on the desk-top of the booth, Ranma asked, “What is this club?”
Another youth near Ranma’s age, although a little portlier smiled at him. “This is the Furry Fanclub”
Blinking his eyes, Ranma repeated, “Furry Fanclub?”
“Yep!” The Furry otaku answered. Pushing his glasses back into place on his face, he explained, “We’re fans of furry artwork and memorabilia.”
“O...kay...” Ranma said. “What do you do?”
“Well, we like to do our own drawings and compare them,” The Furry otaku said. “We also like to look around for stores and buy anything furry-related and show it off,” the boy let off a sigh. “Plus, it’s the closest we can get to girls safely.”
Ranma blinked his eyes. “So Furry is basically animal girls?”
“In a way, but that’s only part of it,” The otaku then gave Ranma a lecherous grin. “But in my opinion, it’s the best part.” Looking at Ranma, he asked, “So, I take it you want to join?”
Shrugging his shoulders, Ranma figured, what did he have to lose? A club was a club, and as long as he joined, he wouldn’t get in trouble with the establishment. Plus, it might get him some more free time away from his Pops. “Sure!”
Smiling brightly, the slightly nerdy Furry fan told Ranma, “Welcome aboard!”
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Gritting his teeth, Ranma shook his head. Ever since then he had been a fan of Furry stuff. It was the only platform he wasn’t afraid of cats, and it allowed him to look at women and his first ‘real’ look the female body without being called a pervert. After all, it was furry ladies. Women with fur and all sorts of animal traits.
He had to admit though, he did have a lot of fun with that group. All the discussions and some risqué pictures that circulated along the club. It was no wonder that with his growing interest in the club, and the fact puberty was hitting him in the face that Ranma grew up to have a strong Furry fetish.
And now, there was an actually furry living under the same roof. And she was his favorite furry of all. The sexy, sexual skunk! He could just imagine all the things he might like to do with that girl, like...
“That’s it…” Ranma groaned as he shook his head to clear it of the graphic mental images. He couldn’t let the others see him like this. He’d never live it down. There was only one way to stop this persistent hard-on. “I need some cold water.”
And so, opening the door slowly Ranma looked back and forth, he checked to see if anyone was around. Seeing he was in the clear, Ranma waddled out of room, trying to hide his erection in his kung-fu pants.
“Slowly, slowly…” He mumbled to himself. He entered the bathroom stealthily. “Great, almost home free,” He mumbled as he reached to the faucet to turn it...
...And nothing came out.
“Oh, COME ON!” Ranma shouted as he twisted the faucet handle left and right, again and again. He did it so fast he accidently broke the handle off. “Oops.”
Tossing the handle aside, Ranma went to the bathtub faucet. Nope. It wasn’t working either. “What is with this!?” He shouted irritably. Deciding not to waste anymore time, Ranma left the bathroom, trying to move quickly and carefully, lest his manhood start bobbing like his breasts usually did in when he was in his female form.
First deciding to avoid everyone, he ran into the Dojo. Sliding the door open, he smiled in victory! Yes! There it was! The fire-bucket!
Cackling in victory, Ranma picked the bucket up and upended the contents over himself...
...And found out the hard way that the Tendos has switched from water to sand.
His eye twitching in irritation, Ranma still had a hard-on. And worse, that sand that had gotten down his pants was making it feel even more uncomfortable. “I hate my life,” He grumbled as he threw the bucket to the side of the Dojo and ran back into the house, hoping to find SOME outlet of water.
Entering the kitchen and moving past the unaware Kasumi, Ranma turned on the faucet. There was a creaking sound in the pipes, of water starting to move, and then...
...Nothing.
“Where's cold water when you need it!?” Ranma groaned as the sink in the kitchen didn’t work either. Damn it! There had to be cold water around there somewhere! He was always getting soaked for crying out loud.
And then it hit Ranma. His eyes widening in realization, a smile blossomed on his face. “The Koi pond! Why didn’t I think to look there before!?”
Leaving the kitchen like a bolt of lightning, Ranma ran towards the koi pond and jumped in, intent on making a splash...
...Only to land in a plot of parched ground and dead fish. “What the hell?” Ranma grumbled, noticing the little fish flapping their bodies in desperate search for water.
“Oh, Ranma, careful,” Ranma could head Kasumi’s voice call out from the kitchen. “There’s a drought going on. We can’t afford to fill the pond right now.”
His eyes widening, Ranma couldn’t believe it. For the first time ever, there was no cold water around to be had...
...And for the first time, he actually wanted to change! “This has got to be some sick joke!”
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The Jusenkyo Guide watched as numerous of the cursed springs began to bubble, almost as it replicating the sound of someone chortling.
“Hmm... Is very bad omen,” The Jusenkyo Guide decided as he took a puff from his pipe. “Yes. Very bad omen indeed.”
However, little did he realize, Jusenkyo really was chortling. Oh, it had fun screwing with the mortals who were caught within its grasp.
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Rushing through the Nerima district, Ranma was desperate. His throbbing erection was hurting. He needed to get rid of it and quickly! But even as he searched, there was no water to be had. Kodachi’s greenhouse had water irrigation that went directly to the soil. The Nekohanten’s water heater had broken so no water to be had. The pool at the High School had been drained. Heck, even the Ucchan’s wasn’t open due to her street’s lack of water pressure.
Looking up at the sky, Ranma groaned. There wasn’t even a cloud in the sky to be had. “It’s a conspiracy! It’s just gotta be!” He whined.
“Look out below!” Came the cry a female cry Hearing the warning, Ranma looked up. Wait a minute! There! From the fifth floor of that building! Someone had dropped a water basin from their window and it was coming down! “YES!!!”
Rushing over to the spot where it was about to land, Ranma spread his arms out wide, prepared to be hit head on by the water...
...However, defying the very laws of gravity, the water made a 90 degree turn and went across the street before falling...
...Right on top of Ryoga.
“BWEE!” Came the familiar cry of a certain black piglet.
His eye twitching considerably, Ranma pouted. “Lucky porker.”
Sighing, Ranma walked down the street in defeat. God, his erection was killing him. He couldn’t shake the damn thing. He couldn’t stop thinking of how he saw Kassy as a hot skunkgirl. He ouldn’t-
And then suddenly, it happened. That cool sensation against his, now her body.
Turning about, Ranma-chan saw the ladle lady. And for the first time in her life said, “Thank you!”
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