[Episode 152626] [Episode 152626]That way he could sit back and watch them struggle without anyone pinning the blame or responsibility on him.
This requirement immediately suggested using a combination of Chinese herbalism with hypnotism for the whole group as a starting point. The book had a huge list of quirks, kinks, and mental problems that weren't socially acceptable. It was simply a matter to select the right one for each person.
Soun's constant waterworks reminded Ranma of some bathroom kinks. Well, golden showers seemed too hard to arrange as it needed a partner for Soun. He could have used Genma but he wanted them to believe it had started years earlier. No, it was a warning about the risks of dehydration that had led Ranma to connect Soun with enemas.
Ranma had little exposure to the idea of sodomy, so he didn't consider all of the ramifications when he convinced Soun that having things inserted in him made him happy, and that he was happiest when something was entering or leaving him. Apparently the entire family suddenly knew Soun had been using enemas for recreational purposes for years.
Unfortunately he had used up the last disposable enema this morning so there wasn't a single one in the house. Another application of the knowledge in the book, and Soun would get an erection when and only when his bottom was involved with anything unnecessary.
Genma was also easy to handle. The reason he left his wife in the first place and the reason he had to travel from place to place was to escape ridicule. A pre-awakening partial erection was the best his body could manage. Unfortunately he had a compulsion towards public indecency, taking his knob out in public, which invariably shrunk as far as possible at these times giving him the equipment of a six year old... if the child had been sitting in cold water.
Some times he'd be able to try and resist the need to display his chinchin, other times no matter how much willpower he had he would fail. And about once a week, he would need to streak completely nude through a well-lit, crowded area as a human being.
While streaking as a nude panda didn't relieve his compulsion, he found his curse eminently helpful for getting into position to start, and for getting away afterwards.
Kasumi was probably the least guilty of Ranma's targets. But even she couldn't claim inculpability. It was obvious that the daughters were all brighter than the fathers; in a very solid sense, Kasumi was the authority in the house. While Akane and Nabiki might scream or laugh at the father's demands, Kasumi was obeyed. And while Akane and Nabiki directed their intelligence toward their own benefit, Kasumi claimed to be acting for the good of the household.
So she implicitly permitted many of the things the others did which she could stop with a word. If this were all, Ranma would hesitate to include her; after all, he wouldn't include strangers on the street even though they did nothing either.
But Kasumi counseled Ranma to accept the other's actions to preserve the peace of the house. In order to maintain the Wa of the house, Kasumi thought Ranma should live by their expectations, as Kasumi had lived. Just because Kasumi had been foolish enough to sacrifice herself, did not give her the right to expect Ranma to do the same.
Still, Kasumi's punishment should be limited to embarrassment about the house.
Ranma told her that when her mind would wander when she was at home she would daydream, and invent a stranger with a new name. And this phantom lover would play with a willing Kasumi until she was aroused enough for the lover to fuck her in a position or using a role-play different from any of her previous dreams.
The settings for the daydreams would be the same location as where Kasumi really was. And as best she could manage without a real lover supporting her, she would move in real life just as she did in her daydream. She was forbidden to use her hands to simulate what her lover was doing to her, but in her daydream, she'd feel it just the same. If he pinched her nipple, she'd feel pain. When he penetrated her, she'd feel him sliding in and filling her.
Throughout the daydream she wouldn't utter a sound until just before the climax, when she would suddenly start to vocalize what she did in her daydream. And when she climaxed, she'd always scream out the name of her dream lover. This would be the point where she became aware of her surroundings again.
If she successfully avoided having an orgasm in the last 24 hours, either by being outside the house or by diligent concentration, then she'd find it increasingly difficult to avoid spacing out at home. However if she had had an orgasm recently, then her next one would be longer and stronger, with aftershocks hitting her for a few seconds after she regained awareness.
The entire family was used to hearing her regularly cry out in passion, sometimes with lewd comments, different stranger's names at any time of the day or night. They knew that interrupting her daydreams was a bad idea; they weren't aware that interrupting would leave her feeling just as sexually aroused as she had been at that point in the dream, and that the feeling wouldn't diminish until either a daydream or her own ministrations brought her to orgasm.
Everyone also believed that the only reason she had never had a fit in public was because of her constant vigilance at those times.
Akane was perhaps his best work. Ranma was tired of being punished as a pervert for things beyond his control; Akane was going to get a taste of that. Whenever Akane yelled at or hit anyone who wasn't a Kuno, the next time she changed her clothes, with the exception of dressing for bed, swimming, or wearing a robe, she'd exhibit a bizarre mental aberration.
She would forget to put on one random item of clothing when she dressed in the morning, and wouldn't notice anything odd at all unless someone explicitly pointed it out to her. It could be a left sock for example, or her blouse, or her panties; anything cloth that wasn't her shoes or an accessory.
And being without that item would make her slowly get more and more aroused as the day progressed. She wouldn't know why she was getting aroused; like a teen-aged male, it would seem to hit her for no reason. And she would never make the connection that becoming aroused meant she might be under dressed.
The others were also given a related compulsion. They wouldn't think about making sure she was properly dressed. No one would stop by her room to make sure; they'd only comment when and if they noticed. If they noticed Akane missing an article of clothing, no matter how common or minor it was, they'd become acutely embarrassed, and find great difficulty telling her. In fact they'd be unable to tell her without referring to it obliquely and using euphemisms a few times first. And Akane would be completely unable to understand what they were trying to say until they spelled it out.
If this made her angry enough to yell at them to spit out whatever they were trying to tell her, it would provide the impetus for it to occur again. Once she was explicitly told, she'd suddenly notice it, and would have no trouble rectifying it. No one would be able to learn from their actions, they'd have to endure the same sort of twenty questions game every morning it happened.
Everyone believed it had started when Akane had first received her first training bra, which she despised wearing. Everyone believed she had been successful at hiding it from her classmates, largely by luck. No one knew what the trigger for these events was, except Nabiki.
Ranma told Nabiki that she had figured it out years ago, and had even provoked it for her amusement, but never told her sister. Even if she wanted to, she wouldn't dare admit she understood, because she had kept and abused the secret for so long. Luckily no one suspected she knew, or even that there was a pattern.
Ranma expected most mornings would be a floor-show if she forgot a sock, a skirt, or a blouse. The first time she forgets an entire sun-dress, showing up at breakfast in just socks and underwear should be hilarious.
Ranma was especially curious about the first day she tried to go to school without either a bra or panties. He wondered how long it could go without anyone telling her. It was unlikely anyone would notice her lack of panties, unless she did a high kick, until she changed for gym in the afternoon. By that time she'd be ridiculously horny unless she'd relieved herself. Her classmates would invariably notice her state when she removed her skirt, as would she, once someone mentioned it. Best of all, she might not have a pair at school.
Finally, Nabiki would regularly feel an overwhelming need to sell her soiled panties to a pervert's sex shop. If all her laundry was clean, or she didn't have the ability to retrieve another pair, she'd be compelled to sell the pair she was wearing. And she'd always forget to carry a spare pair, only remembering she could do so when it was too late or when there was nothing she could do to prevent future embarrassment. She would also forget to keep a spare soiled pair from Kasumi's laundry basket. In fact, she would never think of ways to make her situation easier unless it was at a time when there was no way it would help.
Walking around without panties would also make her more aroused against her will, but never past the point of it being a major constant distraction; Ranma wanted her uncomfortably horny, he didn't want to start giving Nabiki orgasms unless she worked for it.
No one else in the family knew about Nabiki's new kink, even though Ranma convinced her she had been doing it for years; and Nabiki had made an ass of herself in the past by bragging about how she was the only normal one in the house. If anyone ever found out, she'd experience some retribution. Kasumi was the closest to guessing, as Ranma made her wonder why Nabiki's laundry seemed to have a bewildering variety of undergarments, but her entire dresser couldn't hold all of the different panties she'd seen. So how did she fit it into her underwear drawer?
Finally all of them were given a compulsive dislike of explaining or outlining their condition to others; plus a mild phobia about anyone professional learning anything about it. When confronted by a person of authority, they'd be completely unable to explain.
Suddenly, and without warning, everyone has a peaceful, normal day.
Buahahahaha
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