[Episode 148511] [Episode 148511]
"If it's not about bread, what is it?"
"Because of you, I've been through hell!"
"Could you be a bit more descriptive?"
"Enough talk!" Ryouga snagged Ranma's wrist with the other end of a tether already attached to his own wrist. "Now you can't run away again!"
"Don't blame me for your lousy sense of direction!"
The two of them traded blows and banter while Ranma separated Ryouga from his war umbrella. Until the two of them decided to ditch their audience, and fight elsewhere.
Eventually Ryouga smashed a water fountain, and Ranma gets soaked. Ranma's body fell through his clothes and the tether. It was the suddenly slack tether which alerted Ryouga to the new situation. "He escaped and ran away! Curse you, Ranma!"
Ranma just kicked Ryouga in the head. "I didn't run away, you fool! I just turned invisible!"
"You can turn invisible? How?"
"Oh, it's a little trick I picked up in China. I become invisible when the conditions are right. So, what are you gonna do now? Care ta tell me why you're attacking me?"
"As if mere words could express my suffering!"
"So, ya plan to explain it using interpretive dance? What's the matter? Is it embarrassing?"
"Shut up!"
"Oh, it's as embarrassing as all that!"
"Curse you, Ranma. I'll get even with you as soon as I figure out how to fight an invisible opponent! Your days are numbered!"
"You're just lucky I switched to wearing cotton blends! Do you know what water does to silk shirts?"
.o0O0o.
While everyone was asleep, Ryouga snuck into the Tendo household and searched for Ranma. Due to his directional curse, he was unable to perform a methodical search, so he looked in every room he could find. As Ranma was floating invisibly above the doorway to the room he shared with his father, Ryouga never saw him, even when he found the correct room.
His search might have continued all night, had he not wakened Kasumi.
Kasumi was quite familiar with the noises of the house, and the habits of the people who lived there. So when a random noise woke her up, the unusual sound of an unexpected wanderer caught her attention. When she heard the scoundrel walk downstairs, she slipped out of her room, and into Akane's.
Genma wasn't reliable, and Ranma might be too hard to find in order to wake him up. Her father slept on the ground floor, so it was up to Akane to protect them.
Once she had apprised Akane of the situation, and insisted they arm themselves with free weights which could be thrown, Kasumi went off to try and find Ranma for backup for Akane.
Akane crept down the stairs, looking for the intruder. There he was, on the engawa, looking out on the yard. His back was turned towards her and his features masked by the lack of light in the room, and the light from outside streaming in through the rain.
Even though she could only see him in silhouette, she could see his enormous pack for loot, and his umbrella protecting him from the rain.
She lined up her throw, and clocked him in the head with a barbell, causing him to drop his umbrella in the room, and stagger out into the rain. "What'd you do that for? Attacking me from behind!" Ryouga screamed.
With the voice, and the increased light falling on him out in the yard, Akane recognized Ryouga. She might have apologized for overreacting if he had been polite. But the rain-soaked boy's ridiculous accusations squashed any feelings of understanding in Akane. "What do you mean? You sneak into our house in the middle of the night. You deserve worse than just a blow to the head!"
Neither Ryouga nor Akane noticed how Ryouga's baggy trousers tented both in the front and in the back. "I was looking for Ranma!"
"So do it during the daytime!"
Ryouga had adapted well enough to his curse that he adjusted his stance without thinking about it. If he hadn't been arguing, he might have realized he'd changed. "I had to fight him indoors so I could get him if he turned invisible!"
"And you think that justifies breaking into our house?"
While the two adults slept on, Kasumi, Nabiki, and an invisible Ranma stood behind Akane, offering her their support against the intruder. All three girls were affected as normal from the increased arousal caused by Ranma's cursed form, but in addition, they were being affected by a subliminal scent given off by Ryouga.
"How else can I get Ranma?"
"You think I care about that? You haven't even told us what it is you think he's done! For all I care, you can never defeat Ranma!"
Ranma was shocked. Due to his ability to see through inanimate objects, Ryouga's clothes didn't conceal his body from Ranma's sight like it did from the sister's view. Ryouga wasn't human! Ranma knew he had over-pronounced incisors, but he had no idea the extent of the differences Ryouga kept concealed under his clothes and bandanas. After all, he had never seen Ryouga naked before.
"Wait a minute." Ranma thought. He actually had seen Ryouga naked before. The last time they fought Ranma had been splashed. And while he didn't pay much attention to Ryouga's body, he would have noticed something like this!
With all of Ranma's confusion over Ryouga's body, Ranma dismissed Ryouga's erect penis as unimportant.
"Maybe he's not the real Ryouga! But he sounds like the other Ryouga; and he knows about our feud. Is he just deformed, or is he supposed to look like that?
Ranma was unaffected by Ryouga's scent. Akane was too angry to notice. But both Kasumi and Nabiki noticed. They were both hiding the effects, embarrassed that their hormones would pick a time like this to attack, with a homicidal intruder in front of them, and a naked invisible quasi-fiancee male houseguest standing beside them.
Both of them thought it was an isolated event, and just affecting them. But all three daughters were highly aroused. Nabiki attributed it to standing in the living room in her pajamas next to a naked Ranma. She had tried to understand her mysterious physical reactions, and once she considered the possibility that it was due to Ranma, and her dressed in bed clothes, her mind refused to release the image. After all, why else would she be dressed for bed, and standing with a naked man?
Kasumi, on the other hand, was wearing a modest nightgown, but as the weather was still nice, it was a light-weight fabric that shifted in the breeze. That and her arousal were reminding her of her dream of flying. She was embarrassed at using Ranma's body for her fantasies, but she felt an immediate desire to see his unclothed body again, perhaps even without his boxers this time. The intruder might have been a distraction, but Akane had Ranma as backup, and she was handling the situation without needing Kasumi's help.
Akane was too angry to be aware of her hard nipples, or the heat building in her groin. This boy had woken them up while searching their house without their permission to attack their houseguest for no good reason. But her anger was under control; until she noticed the tenting of Ryouga's trousers due to his erection; while Ryouga stared at her and her sisters in their nightclothes; after looking into their rooms while they were sleeping. This was a pervert worse than Kuno!
Ryouga was a more dangerous fighter; but worse of all, he didn't obey rules like Kuno imposed on himself. Kuno would never break into their house at night like a common thief! Ryouga's claim that he was after Ranma didn't matter.
It was at this point, Ryouga realized he was facing three underdressed women. He would have fainted, but before he could, his eyes flicked downward to Akane's chest. Modestly covered by her pajama top, but lacking a bra, and with nipples as hard as possible. The moving of his gaze to her chest was the impetus she needed. "You pervert! Die!" She threw the two free weights she had left, before grabbing the one Kasumi had. "Die! Die!" When she ran out of weights, she started throwing furniture. When the dining table clocked him, Ryouga ran for it.
Oddly enough, Ryouga was glad he was forced to leave when he did. Being around women in his cursed form was terrible; and if it weren't for Ranma, he'd have never gone to Jhusenkyou!
Back at the house, Ranma was trying to calm down an irate Akane. He had no idea why Akane had snapped so suddenly from angry to homicidal, so he was keeping his distance as he talked her down. "The jerk's gone now." Ranma wished her sisters were here, but they ducked off rather quickly once Ryouga was gone. Ranma didn't blame them. If he weren't a martial artist, and if he was capable of admitting Akane could harm him in this state, he'd have considered running for it.
He had no idea that they had run off seeking relief in private from the effects of standing between two different types of broadcast aphrodisiacs.
Normally, Kasumi masturbated by stroking and caressing her lower lips and the area around her clitoris while she imagined someone, usually a fictional character, kissing and cuddling with her. She would slowly increase her physical pleasures while imagining activities that weren't really very risque.
The fact that her fantasies didn't match what her body was feeling didn't bother her in the slightest. She wasn't trying to recapture the feelings of actual sex. She just wanted the feelings of her body being driven with pleasure while she fantasized about a romance novel hero kissing, cuddling, hugging and fondling her.
In fact it's because of this that her dream affairs with Ranma had never involved his penis. The actual intercourse was only loosely associated with her fantasies.
But she had proceeded as normal. She had raised her nightgown and played with herself until she orgasmed. It didn't take long at all. It wasn't enough. Rather than assuage her need, she felt even hornier than before. She rolled over onto her back, and pushed her nightgown up to her armpits as she played with her breasts with one hand, and her vagina with the other.
Finally she sat on the edge of her bed while she mauled her breasts, and drove several fingers as deep as she could in fast, strong motions while she fantasized that her lover was standing in front of her between her widely spread legs repeatedly spearing her as they roughly drove each other to ecstasy.
And if her dream lover had characteristics reminiscent of Ranma, she paid it no mind.
Meanwhile Nabiki was trying to either get some relief, or exhaust herself so she could go back to sleep; this was made all the harder by her desire to keep the rest of her family from hearing.
With the smaller vibrator pressed against her clitoris, she pushed it harder into herself each time she drove her larger vibrating dildo deep into her body. In her imagination she was fantasizing that Ranma was in the room watching her invisibly; his hard penis aching for release. But since he was illicitly spying on Nabiki he couldn't do anything but watch.
He didn't know Nabiki knew he was there, so Nabiki put on a show for her fictitious invisible lover. She wiggled her bottom as she filled her vagina with the artificial penis; she enticed him with glimpses of one part of her body while she would hide other parts, all the while basking in the pleasure that she could drive her audience mad with lust due to her beauty and desirability.
And at some point in time when she let her attention drift from her fantasy due to the pleasure, her dildo became the cock of her pretend invisible lover, who had had more temptation than a saint could take, and now was driving her on to the next orgasm.
Meanwhile, if Ranma hadn't been trying to calm down Akane then he couldn't have helped seeing the other two sisters through the walls of the house. Akane was angrier with Ryouga than she had been back when she kicked Kuno in the groin.
Towards Kuno she felt frustration and hate, with a dollop of anger thrown in. Kuno was an annoyance that wouldn't go away. With Ryouga she felt fury and a bit of fear, which made her angrier. Ryouga invaded their home, their bedrooms, and with that thing in his pants, might try to invade Akane or her sisters. He ogled them in their night attire, and must have been fantasizing about them to be so tumescent. Unfortunately he was a much better fighter than Kuno, possibly better than Akane.
Akane hadn't time for her anger with Ryouga to turn to hate, but it would eventually.
Ranma considered suggesting to Akane that the intruder might not have been the real Ryouga. But how could he explain it to her? He'd have to admit being able to see through clothes. The only really visible change that wasn't concealed by clothes was the bulge of his tail, and he couldn't make a case for an impostor due to noticing he had something making the back of his pants bulge.
Akane was mentally ranting against the perversion of boys, all but ignoring Ranma's quiet words in favor of her own internal monologue. She turned angrily on Ranma, ready to bash him if he was staring at her breasts, but of course he was still invisible.
He actually hadn't been looking at her chest, even though he could see through her pajamas, He was watching her stance, half expecting her to lash out.
Not being able to verify what the male was looking at, her train of thought was derailed. She almost asked Ranma, "Are you looking at my breasts?" before deciding that was a pointless question. Instead she listened to what he was saying, babbling really.
It was pointless, conciliatory sounds; pointing out that Ryouga was gone. The kind of thing you tell someone who's so angry that they might lash out at a bystander. When she realized this, and that her family had left, presumably in fear, most of her anger collapsed. She sank down on the couch.
Her anger at the male, who just happened to be Ranma at the moment, dissipated. He stayed behind to help her when her family didn't think it wise to risk it. Sure he was the logical choice to deal with a furious martial artist; but it was the kind of thing that family was supposed to do.
Either her sisters were treating him like family, in which case, she ought to also, or he was voluntarily doing this in spite of the distasteful and dangerous nature of it, and she ought to appreciate it.
And now that she wasn't furious, she remembered that he was the one who stood with the girls against the other perverts. This marked the beginning of a realization that Ranma might occasionally do perverted things because he couldn't help being a male. He couldn't help himself all of the time; but he was making an effort not to be perverted.
Therefore she had to encourage this. If he backslid, she would have to correct him, but she couldn't punish him like she would a pervert. It was a roundabout way of reaching the idea that she should treat Ranma as she would treat a female classmate that did something perverted.
Akane was still highly aroused, both from her recent proximity to Ryouga's cursed form, and due to Ranma still hovering near her in his cursed form. Only with her anger blunted, did she finally notice. But she had been roused from her R.E.M. sleep to deal with Ryouga, and she had been burning her energy at a tremendous rate as she raged. So right about the time she noticed how horny she felt, her energy reserves failed her, and she started to drop back asleep.
Ranma didn't know what to do. One minute, Akane was angry enough to kill people with her gaze; then she sits on the couch, looking introspective; then she starts to fall asleep. Theoretically he could carry Akane back to her room, but then she'd learn Ranma's secret, that he had a female cursed body. Akane couldn't help notice if he picked her up in his arms and held her against his ample bosom. "Akane?"
She didn't respond. Ranma cautiously reached out to shake her shoulder. "Akane?"
"Murphle."
"Akane, you have to wake up enough to walk to bed."
"Fumph."
"Akane, I can't carry you. My hands would pass through your clothes."
"Mmmm. Hrder."
"Akane!"
"Yes?"
"Get up! It's time for bed!"
"Goody."
Akane stumbled, half asleep for the stairs, with Ranma following to make sure she didn't hurt herself.
As she walked up the stairs, Ranma followed her, unable to take his eyes off of her bare bottom and legs as she climbed the stairs. This meant that he didn't notice that while she was using one hand to support herself on the banister, her other hand was fondling her breast through her pajama tops.
Akane stumbled on the top step, causing her to stop fondling herself before Ranma might notice. She wasn't in any real danger of falling, she would have grabbed the banister with both hands before she was too off balance, but Ranma reacted before he could realize it. His hands sprung up, to support her, and prevent her from overbalancing backwards.
One hand on each buttock.
It was only for a couple of seconds. Akane was too asleep for it to register as significant. Ranma froze as soon as they came in contact; had he moved his hands, she might have noticed it as pleasurable. But she was too far asleep to realize that the additional support was caused by a male touching her where males were forbidden. It never registered on her memory.
It had an effect on Ranma, though. He knew he shouldn't have touched her there. Especially not through her clothes. Bottom fondling was only permitted in rare circumstances, the nature of which Ranma knew he was woefully uninformed. He was sure you had to at least be a boyfriend though. Unauthorized fondling had to be worse than stealing a kiss.
He wanted to apologize, but that would mean telling an awake Akane what he did. Not only would it be incredibly stupid to point out something she didn't notice, but it would be too embarrassing to say.
The whole thing was too brief, unexpected and panicked for him to consider how it felt. He couldn't say if he enjoyed it, or would enjoy it if he did it again, but he did feel a perverse sense of pride in having been allowed by Akane to do something no other boy could have.
Perverse, because he knew it wasn't permitted, merely unpunished. And how could he take pride in something he didn't intend to do. And while he couldn't remember how he felt holding her cheeks, his mind kept replaying the sight of her legs and ass as she climbed the stairs; the memory was certainly affecting him in ways he had trouble classifying.
He wanted to fondle her on purpose, and see where it lead to.
And he couldn't ignore the information he received through touching her. When he had shaken her shoulder earlier, she was too far asleep to send him anything more than the feelings of having a second phantom body, relaxed and contented; perhaps wrapped in a strange warmth Ranma couldn't place. However, while walking up the stairs, she was awake enough to transmit some of her desires, and what she wanted, was a big, warm hug, and a serious kiss.
Now, Ranma had a good idea that trying that would be a very bad idea. The odds are that if she became fully awake in Ranma's arms while he snogged her; well, it wouldn't be pretty. But suddenly he could picture in his mind's eye himself, hugging and kissing Akane. In his imagination Akane appeared naked, like she did now, but Ranma was male as well as naked. And he had her bum in his hands.
Ranma accompanied Akane as far as her room, before abandoning her to go back to his room. He was having trouble understanding the feelings of arousal in his female body, but he couldn't dismiss the picture in his mind.
Suddenly, Ranma was fed up with having a female body, which reacted in odd ways. He considered changing back with hot water, and sleeping as a male for a change, but that would mean getting attacked by Genma in the morning, or worse, changing back during the night, and Genma discovering his secret by touching him.
But damn it, he didn't want this ache in her breasts, and she especially didn't want this heat in her groin. She wanted her proper equipment back.
Suddenly he got his wish. He had a completely female body, except his vagina had been replaced with a replica of his normal male manhood; normal except for his advanced erection. The feeling when he grabbed his shaft in surprise was heavenly, but the shock was enough to dispel some of his lust.
Suddenly his shock turned to delight. The only real downsides to the curse were changing against his will, and the fact that he had a female body. If his ghost form was malleable to his will, he might be able to be a male ghost!
Ranma concentrated on changing his chest to a male's and was immediately successful. Barring the size difference, his chest became an exact replica of his male form's. Unfortunately his penis and scrotum turned back into a clitoris and vagina. Ranma tried without success to achieve both, but failed miserably. However with practice, he hoped he'd succeed.
His next experiment involved his height. Relaxing his will over his chest and crotch, he tried to will himself bigger. In his female form, he was shorter than all the girls he knew. The only reason no one noticed, was his habit of floating six inches above the ground.
His breasts, while large, weren't really that immense, they just looked grand on her tiny frame. Unfortunately Ranma didn't have a good way of judging his height, so when he tried to make himself bigger, he ended up six foot nine inches tall, with a bust that could feed the world. Thank goodness they were unaffected by gravity, or they'd have strained his back. Instead they floated proud and free, nipples still engorged from his previous arousal.
In his larger form, he found himself unable to make any other changes to his anatomy. But Ranma was far from disappointed. Surely once he knew he had the ability, it was merely a matter of practice. And the possibilities in a fight were astounding; being able to change the length of a limb, or maybe temporarily increasing the muscles in an arm just before a punch.
His assumption that all he needed was more practice was unfortunately wrong. He'd been unconsciously using this same ability ever since he first transformed to keep his voice the same. He just hadn't had the energy to do more than that. Slowly he'd been building his energy reserves due to proximity to the nightly activities of the Tendo sisters, plus what he absorbed from the couples he'd run into outside of the dojo. Even the small trickle from the daydreaming girls in the dojo when they realized he was naked as well as invisible helped.
His shared dreams with Kasumi helped the most, as he had made her orgasm in real life while in direct mental contact. If one of the Tendo girls took a real lover, the energy Ranma would get would have been greater still. And if he were that lover, he'd harvest the most energy of all.
However, he was still reticent about the idea of even kissing them, although he expected that he would kiss them when he eventually dated them. He was still a long way from taking a lover; except in dreams. How he wished that his dream Kasumi were a real person. His sense of loss was still strong.
Perhaps it would be better if he wound up with Akane. If he wound up with the real Kasumi, it would be too easy to resent her for not matching up to his dream angel. He had nothing against Nabiki as a partner, it was just that Akane and her flexing buttocks were still foremost on his mind.
Eventually he dozed off into a nonsensical dream which included Kasumi, dressed in her normal housedress, dancing a waltz with a winged Kasumi wearing only panties, while a nude Akane ran up an endless staircase to reach them.
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