Say anything about Genma, but he was a top-notch martial artist with stamina and strength to match. He had been drinking the previous night, though he couldn't remember if it was to his happiness over his son's cure (releasing him from that rather nasty man-among-men thing) or his own sorrow that the cure Ranma had taken wasn't for general use (Ranma managed to get that through his thick skull). Either way, he had gotten sauced last night.
Now he awoke with a pounding headache and the tail-end of the disorientation caused by drunkenness. Or was that just his usual stupidity? In any event, he awoke to the sight of a figure with red hair drawn back into a pigtail and wearing his son's usual clothing posing in front of the mirror.
Genma at first thought this was his son, but rejected that thought. It couldn't be his son, in either form. Although he wasn't the most observant of individuals, he did notice that the figure's chest stuck out far too much to be his son's male form. (Her hair was too red as well, but that was besides the point.) But the figure was also far too tall to be his son's female form... it was as tall as Ranma's male form. Well, nearly so.
Then, after these basic attributes had registered, he realized that the figure in his son's usual clothing was in fact a stunningly attractive girl unknown to him. He took stock in the attributes that had not yet surfaced to his attention: the swell of her bust, the curve of her hips, the tightness of her ass, the delicate rise of her sex outlined by the silky snugness of the pants. He felt a stirring in his loins, an unfamiliar sensation whose meaning had been long forgotten under a mid-life crisis that was allowed to pass.
He responded in the only way he could.
"♥GROWLF!♥"
He pounced at the girl, going for a... forgive me... bear hug.
Ranma only saw a black and white blur zip from behind to grab her around the waist. A pair of black, furry arms yanked back, and she was engulfed in a sea of white fur.
"AAAHH!! GET OFFA ME, YOU STUPID OLD MAN!!" roared Ranma-chan, struggling in the fur. Finally, she managed to bring an elbow up to smash the amorous panda in the nose. Genma released his 'son', holding his nose in pain.
"What's the big idea, Pops!?!" came Ranma's follow up to the attack. The words (and voice) stabbed through his foggy brain. The panda raised the following sign:
[ Son? Is that you? ]
"Who else would have this outrageously red hair? Stupid panda!" the Saotome 'son' berated.
[ Oh. OH! Of course it's you! I knew it all along! HAHAHAHAHAAA!!! ]
Ranma frowned suspiciously. "Sure ya did, Pops..."
[ I'm serious! Even with that new voluptuous girl body of yours, I was able to tell you were my son! ]
The panda blinked at Ranma-chan. He flipped the sign around.
[ Say... weren't you supposed to be cured? ]
"Yeah, I was, but the magic peddler screwed up and gave me the wrong potion or somethin', 'cause now I look even more bootylicious than I did yesterday!" groused Ranma-chan, lifting one of her enlarged breasts to demonstrate.
The panda staggered back. Fortunately, the fur hid his blush.
"Come ta think of it," Ranma mused, "you had a kind of strange look in your eyes when you were bear-huggin' me..."
[ Doki-doki... ]
"Probably gas though. Right, Pops?" Ranma said, turning back to her father.
[ Gas. Hai. That's the ticket. ]
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