[Episode 106891] [Episode 106891]
She'd seen Ranma's pride and joy, when she had been sitting on her butt, for a few moments, before Akane tackled her. It had been everything she'd dreamed of. As Ryouga began grabbing control of his mind again, fighting the curse, Yoiko's couldn't help but think that it looked bigger, from where she had been sitting, than Ryouga's. Of course, Ryouga quickly rationalized, and a few of his ideas even made sense. She had been closer to Ranma's wang than he was when he looked at his own. She was tiny as hell, so everything seemed bigger. However, some of his ideas weren't as good. Science halls must create illusions. Maybe Ranma had some werewolf blood and it was a full moon, something like that.
The cocktail that had allowed Yoiko to grab control in the first place, pent-up need to get off, arousal, and Ranma's sexiness, was now replaced with a bit of shame at getting caught, the feel of a pair of breasts pressing against another pair of breasts, and Ryouga's overall stubbornness. Soon, Yoiko was saying goodbye, and Ryouga was back in control. Ranma didn't know it, but he was lucky that there were no long, thin objects laying around.
Ranma didn't really feel very lucky though.
"What do you mean, tramatose...tromatin....scare her?!? She almost ripped my pants off!" Ranma yelled this as he began wrestling his pants back into place, a feat made easier by the fact that annoyance with the girls in the room had pushed aside lust.
Akane looked at Ranma, waiting for him to cover himself again, her inner hentai sighing wistfully at the loss of a nice view, before speaking in reply.
"Do you honestly expect us to believe that you followed her in here, locked the door, and then she came on to you? Ranma, you insensitive jerk!" Akane's face showed that this was not a line of thinking she particularly cared in indulging.
Asami nodded quickly, and sounded off.
"I guess it makes sense. Most guys are jerks, so a guy who thinks he can get away with it will be a real jerk!"
Yuka turned up her chin slightly, trying to sound dignified as she spoke.
"A man can go to jail for what you almost did to her Ranma, and think about what that would be like!"
Sayuri tried to add, hopefully, a less sour note.
"But, Ranma, if you learn from this, and never act this way again, this can be a learning experience!"
Ranma found Sayuri's statement to be the one that bit deepest. It was a bit like having someone treat you like a naughty pet.
Hiroko, for her part, was just pouring herself some water, and trying to think of something other than Ranma's... erm, insensitive actions.
Ranma was trying desperately to remember what had happened, and he hoped that there was something in his memory that might get him off the hook.
His inner dialogue went like this: "No, see... I was following her, and, I guess she hadn't... said nothing 'bout it, but I just assumed... she'd want to, you know..."
Remarkably, the safety mechanism in Ranma's brain managed to engage in time to save him, and he didn't try and say that to Akane. Instead, he went with the part of the truth that made him sound a bit less nasty.
"She's the one that jumped me, just ask her, she'll tell you, she did a real acrobatic run, fall to her knees, and then slide over to me, to get in position, I swear!"
Akane narrowed her eyes and spoke angrily and slowly. Akane could be a monster bitch-hydra when she was wrong, and she could be even worse when the facts supported her.
"Then why was she sitting on her butt instead of on her knees? Ranma, you mean, dumb jerk! Your story doesn't even make sense!"
Akane paused, for a few moments. Despite what she had just said, she was, despite her best efforts, and thought she would never admit it to anyone to save her life... just the teensiest, tiniest bit... well, dick-whipped. She looked to Yoiko's still-quivering chin, and then into the girl's eyes, before asking her about Ranma's story, on the off chance that Ranma was not lying, a kindness she would have allowed pretty much no other man on Earth in the same position. She would have, in fact, assumed that her father, or even Dr. Tofu, deserved a good, swift knee-to-the-groin, just on principle, for being in the position.
"Is that true? Did you... ahh, did you want Ranma to take off his slacks?"
Ryouga, in complete control of his/her body again, suddenly saw a wonderful opportunity. He could hurt Ranma, and ingratiate himself with Akane. Not only could this let him score a little bit more of last night's kind of action, and maybe get him a chance to get to know this girl, this "Akane" better when Ryouga in male form, but it would get him closer to Ranma. Ryouga suddenly realized what opportunities presented themselves to him because of his dumb curse.
In his best imitation of a girl who has just been scared half-way to death (exactly the kind of thing a porn star learns when working on movies that involve the brave martial artist saving a girl from certain tentacle rape, before banging her until she wished it had only been a few squishy tentacles), Ryouga made up a story, and quickly launched in, stopping to let her chin quiver a bit, and choke down a sob, every few words.
"No, he-he... he grabbed me, after we were... in the room, and he threw me down... he said that he wanted some relief... because he hadn't had any good "tail" today... WAH!!"
At the end, Ryouga did his best to appear grief-stricken and scared, burying her face in Akane's breasts. Of course, if Akane had been paying a bit more attention, she might have realized that this girl wasn't hiding her face so much as nuzzling her breasts.
However, the last part of the story had grabbed her attention. Oh, and that of the four other girls in the room as well, who were, now, -all- glaring at Ranma.
Ranma, of course, was just gaping in shock. Here he was, new to the school, and sex, and everything. And some girl had just set him up for a fall, or something! His brain hadn't really caught the entire statement she had made, but he realized that, in the face of her story contradicting his own, he was up that one creek in China that his father had dragged him to, and the sea monkeys were chasing him, and he didn't have a paddle.
Akane, who had certainly been angry at Ranma before this moment, had never really been AKANE-angry. Anger was sort of Akane's natural state of emotion, and not only did it not take much to push her into being angry, it usually took something to get her out of that state. But, even for her, she was pissed off. A faint blue aura had begun to surround her body, as she crushed the small, innocent girl in her arms deeper into her chest (which began to make Ryouga worry about his air supply). Her eyes were only tiny pinpricks of anger by now, and she was too mad to speak.
The gang of four, however, were not.
"This isn't good tail?!?" Asami asked, incredulous, as she reached down, grabbing her butt in both hands, and squeezing, like some kind of self-induced goosing.
"You wouldn't know good tail if it bit you on the ass!" Yuka yelled, angrily, her arms crossed over her chest, stamping a foot down at the end of her sentence.
"And she's too small Ranma, she's so short, that's really not a good idea!" Sayuri added, in a combination of being very slightly helpful and very seriously mad.
"You... at lunch, you said that I was great!" Hiroko almost began weeping at the deception on Ranma's part.
Ranma, by now, had realized everything that the girl had said, and how totally, utterly, and not-in-the-good-way screwed he was. He gulped, raising his hands before beginning to walk backward, slowly, trying to escape, smiling weakly in a feeble attempt to disarm the girls with charm.
"Now... that... what she said, right, that isn't true... especially the part about the tail, I've had plenty of good, no, like, great tail today! But, especially the part about the rape! I'd never hurt a girl!"
"Oh yeah? I seem to remember quite a few bruises you've left in your path Ranma!" Asami pointed out, quickly. The gang of four approached Ranma slowly, advancing on him.
"But, that was sex!" Ranma's back bumped against the wall as he spoke.
"So was this!" Asami and the others stopped, surrounding him slightly so he couldn't get away.
"No! Like, that... sex, right, but I didn't mean nothing like that... the good kinda sex!" Ranma pleaded, helplessly, not entirely sure what he meant himself.
"The kind we don't give you?" Hiroko, her ego crushed, practically sobbed the angry accusation.
Ranma's mouth opened again, but, this time, he decided that the only way to go, from here, was on a steep slide down, really, really fast.
After a moment of silence, Akane, having detached herself from Yoiko, began advancing on the trapped Ranma, her aura flaring wildly as she moved. When the girls moved out of her way to let her through, she broke into a run, and began yelling. As loud as Ranma had been able to make Akane scream in the closet or the bathroom, that was nothing compared to what she was now hitting him with. As she yelled, she finished her advance on Ranma, striking him on the chin with a nasty uppercut, and sending him, bodily, flying through the roof.
"RANMA NO BAKA!!!"
Ryouga, not wanting to risk an arousal-induced relapse into Yoiko, turned a bit, after Akane had yelled, to see the Ranma-shaped hole in the ceiling, and grinned, just a bit. As Akane walked back, towards Yoiko, Ryouga did his best to make himself weepy and sad. Think about the time they had to cancel the movie with the entire Swedish Bikini Team, he told himself.
By the time Akane got back, Yoiko was bawling even worse than before, and instantly needed to go back to cuddling into Akane's chest.
"I'm sorry about that jerk. I am, really. But, you are OK now. I protected you..." Akane, without even realizing it, had slowly begun to realize that Yoiko was built, and, any time a girl needed a shoulder to cry on (or breast, in this case), there was usually a lot of groping and hugging... Akane's mouth began to drool, just a bit. Ranma, it seemed, had not completely cured her.
Ryouga, after a few more moments of tit-time, looked up, into Akane's face, smiling his best, "I'm a cute girl who is completely vulnerable and innocent, what was that thing Ranma shoved in my face?" smile.
"My name is Yoiko. I would love to be your friend. Boys keep picking on me, I don't know why... and now I'm lost, far from home, with only you to protect me."
Akane nodded, and murmured an angry, "Boys!" before hugging Yoiko tightly, vowing to protect the young girl, and her virtue, from all the nasty boys in the world. As Yoiko's face was pushed back into Akane's cleavage, a grin, not much different than the one that a fox would have after breaking into a hen house, appeared on her face. The other four girls, who had certainly noticed Yoiko's body, all joined Akane in nearly salivating at the thought of all the protecting they'd be doing for her.
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When Ranma finally crashed to the ground, he found himself, somewhat surprisingly, back in Furinken. In fact, Ranma, whose sense of direction was certainly better than Ryouga's, actually knew where he was from his surroundings. After dusting himself off and climbing out of the crater, he was going to head back to Akane, because, despite the punch and everything, she was still his guide. However, before he could re-enter the front gates of Furinken, he ran into a fairly short, incredibly pale, sickly-thin young man wearing a school uniform, and some candles attached to his head. The scary looking little man had, apparently, zoned in on Ranma, and was blocking his way intentionally. Ranma had the people skills of an ostrich, but even he was pretty sure that it would have been nice to avoid this man.
When Gosunkugi was sure that Ranma wasn't going to leave for a few moments, he began speaking.
"Girls did this to you, didn't they? Probably Akane!"
Ranma blinked, in surprise. There probably weren't that many people in the school who could have launched him like that. But, still, it seemed surprising that this little freak would know that.
"Uh... yeah. She was mad, so she whacked me."
"Yeah, isn't that just the way with girls? They think they are so cute all the time, and they hit and punch and rip our hearts out!"
Ranma paused, for a moment. Sure, this little man was weird. Sure, he smelled of scents that Ranma didn't want to identify. Still though, he seemed harmless enough. And besides, what was wrong with a little bit of male grumbling at the opposite sex? If Ranma remembered correctly, that was one of the things that his useless father had actually taught him.
"Yeah! My name's Ranma."
"Mine is Gosunkugi, but you can call me Gos. Everyone else does."
"Nice to meetcha Gos. I hate it when girl act like you've done something wrong when you haven't, or lie to get you in trouble, using that whole "cute" thing."
"Exactly! They stomp on our hearts, and if they are strong enough, the stomp on our hides!"
"Yeah! I've only known Akane for two days and she's already threatened me with a table and punched me through a roof!"
"Don't you ever wish you could get back at them somehow?"
"Yeah! They deserve a bit of their own treatment! They deserve to get in trouble when they are innocent, and get like..." Ranma searched, trying to remember what Gosunkugi had said, trying to sympathize with a problem he'd never had, "... rejected, and stuff!"
"Girls! Can't live with them, can't boil off their skin while they are still alive and wear it like a coat, only to ultimately kill them with the death of a thousand cuts!"
"Yeah!" A few warning bells began ringing in Ranma's mind.
"Well, of course, you can... pretty easily, too. But, it is so hard not to get caught. Unless someone helps you... with two people, it is easy to do, and get away with..."
"Yeah!" Ranma's mind now sounded a bit like an air raid siren added together with a fire alarm, earthquake alert, and a shrieking mother's cry. He began to reply what this young man had just said to him, and, very slowly, began inching away, his eyes going a bit wide.
Gosunkugi watched as Ranma began moving away slowly. He lost more friends that way... "Here, Ranma, if you want to get back at Akane, just put this in one of her pockets... her luck will turn as sour as her disposition!" Gosunkugi unwrapped a special bag, and removed the charm, a small piece of green, lightly glowing stone, from a small container of metal.
Ranma smiled, weakly, taking the stone, and, without Gosunkugi noticing, put it in one of Gosunkugi's pockets, before running off, now actually eager to get back to Akane. "Thanks Gos! I appreciate it!"
Gosunkugi, of course, didn't expect the charm to work. After all, none of his magic ever actually worked. So, he would have been remarkably satisfied, on some level, if he had learned that, without the charm, he would have turned around and walked into the hole Ranma had left in the street. However, with the charm in pocket, he spotted the hole before he stepped in, and began to walk around it... only to come face-to-face with a car that had swerved to avoid the crater, and was definitely speeding for a school zone.
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