[Episode 14364] [Episode 14364]Ranma awoke to find himself entangled in a sea of feminine limbs. Vague memories flirted of another night's physical activities. Great, he thought to himself, I really am becoming a pervert. He shifted his head on his pillow, then realized the pillow was Nabiki's stomach. He remembered her being one of the first exhausted. If it's going to be like this every night, she's definitely going to need some training. At a tug on his groin, he looked down to see Aszua suckling her Jean Luc in her sleep. He tried easing himself out of her mouth, only to find the press of bodies made it impossible. Standing up proved equally difficult as the girls seemed to instinctively grab at him whenever he was in range. Ranma was finally able to slowly crabwalk his way though the press of bodies, only to find Setsuna waiting in ambush for him.
"It was an intentional release," she said, slumped against the dojo's wall.
"Huh?" Ranma asked, standing.
"Last night, a new strain, intentionally released. It did that," she said gesturing towards the knot of limbs, "and this," she continued, cupping her own enlarged breast.
"So what does that mean?"
"Some one did this, and they're continuing to do this and they need to be stopped."
"How do we do that?"
Setsuna finally turned to look at him. "I need to call the other Sailor Senshi here. We should be able to track down the person responsible for this, but first we need to get organized." She then turned to look back to Haruka. "And there are other things we need to deal with as well." She looked back up at Ranma. "Is it okay?"
What would Kasumi do? Ranma asked himself. "Sure, no problem. I'm gonna clean up quick then start breakfast."
"Good idea, I've got to make some phone calls, then I'll join you."
Ranma erked for a moment, then decided why not. Not only had the two of them been talking while naked, but twice now they had been intimate with each other, once as part of a large group. She seen everything he had to offer, then fondled and licked it as well. The time for modesty was long past.
"Okay, see you then." Ranma slid open the dojo's door quietly, to keep from waking the other girls. The morning air seem frigid against his sweaty skin, the sun's warmth blocked by the clouds and their oft-fulfilled promise of rain. Covering himself as best he could with his hands he streaked into the house. A moment later Setsuna, pausing only to glance at Haruka again, repeated his actions.
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Ranma checked to make sure he had fresh boxers in the laundry, then grabbed a towel as he went into the furo. He had only just turned on the hot water heater, so he let the water in the tub run as it heated. He instead considered his matured form in the mirror. There were no great surprises, but it was still disturbing. He felt himself off balance, or out of center, not having time to adjust to his new body. He did a few simple katas, trying to adjust to his new form. Behind him, the water in the tub started to steam.
Setsuna stopped at the phone, trying to decide who to call first when she realized she was being an idiot. She recreated her fuka then reached into its pocket for her communicator. The senshi had a lot of work to do, most if it on themselves, if they were going to catch whomever was responsible.
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Magic is a strange thing. Where as most forms of energy were strickt adherents of The Law of Increasing Entropy, magic wouldn't give entropy the time of day. Rather than breaking patterns down into simpler forms, magic could, and often did, create new and more complex patterns and possibilities. While the other forms of energy might assist in the eventual heat death of the universe, magic would fight it tooth and nail. For instance, if gender changing magic ever encountered a virus that made men into manly men and women into sexy women, it would do everything in its power to help that virus achieve full potential and turn the women into manly men and the men into sexy women.
Magic is a strange thing, that doesn't mean it's smart.
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Setsuna slid open the door to join Ranma in the furo and raised her eyebrow in surprise at what she saw.
"Admiring yourself? Isn't that our job?" Ranma, to her surprise, actually blushed at the comment. She chuckled despite herself.
"It's not like that, really!" Setsuna kept chuckling. "I've got to learn how this body moves before I get into a fight. I've made that mistake before and I'm not doing it again."
"What do you mean 'made that mistake before'?" she asked confused.
Ranma looked at her for a moment. "Oh, that right, you don't know. Here let me show you." Ranma walked over to the furo's shower and turned on the cold water. Setsuna gasped as first the magic washed over Ranma's form, turning him into a girl, then the virus' effects did the same, turning him into a woman. Ranma snapped the cold water off as the second change coursed though him but it was too late. By the time Setsuna had reached his side, he had become Haruka's dream goddess.
Ranma clutched his abdomen with his free hand, trying to stifle the hollow, yearning pain dwelling inside of him. Ranma's legs gave out as Setsuna helped him to the ground.
"Ranma, what happened?!" She could feel through their link his reasoning slipping away as the need grew within him. Ranma looked up and met eyes with Setsuna, then, unintentionally, gave her the reason she needed to know.
*'choo.*
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