[Episode 158252] [Episode 158252]Ranma’s issues for once were not caused by rogue magic, nor by his father’s idiocy, or even her own. No, for once, Ranma was the target for no other reason than that she was desired.
Her curse was not locked, despite what she thought. If Ranma wanted to know why she hadn’t been able to change back to being male, she only needed to look as far as her bathing supplies. Instead of a regular bar of soap was the infamous Waterproof Soap. Given how often Ranma bathed, the time limit on the soap was never an issue. And since Ranma bathed in the standard way—cold rinse, soap, cold rinse, hot soak—then the soap would always be applied to Ranma’s female form.
As for the dreams, the feelings, and the new desires, those were from a source a bit farther away than the soap. The source of those was currently working on a plot inside the Master Bedroom.
Never let it be said that Soun wasn’t smart in some areas. Esoteric arts were usually Happosai’s bread and butter, anything he could use that was not well-known and could be used to torture and steal educate others about his good will. But there had been some techniques he had never bothered to learn, tossing them away.
Soun wasn’t as wasteful, especially to techniques Happosai would never use because … well, someone would need to first want to sleep with the demented garden gnome first before he could even try to use them. Why would Happosai want techniques to bring pleasure when pain was so much more fun to give? Why would he study a technique that required multiple applications and time lasting weeks or longer when he could just make them do what he wanted by threats?
What Happosai was too impatient or too short-sighted to learn, Soun did. After all, it was how he got his wife. A wandering martial artist may not have much to offer, but techniques to woo you in the bedroom are just as valuable to some people as gold.
But there were limits, requirements that were hard for the Tendo School Master to find. Only certain types of girls could even take the initial moves and pressure points, not without suffering some form of damage. Kimiko had, but her failing health had ended that avenue long before it ended her life. He was certain Hinako would volunteer, but with the woman’s issues and the fact Soun didn’t want to go from hottie to loli during the act, she was out … at least until her younger form became a teenager. Even he had limits.
But Ranma… Oh, that was a desire he could indulge in. He hadn’t been entirely joking when the cursed Saotome had been locked by Herb. Sure, it wasn’t entirely serious, but just the thought alone had made him waste more tissues in those few days than he had for perhaps the last few years. Ranma was always walking around, flaunting her body, a view Soun got to enjoy quite a lot due to Ranma’s nonexistent feminine modesty.
It hadn’t taken much planning when he couldn’t take the teasing anymore without a source to … vent upon. He merely had to sabotage the hot water heater one night so Ranma couldn’t change back to male before bed, switch the youth’s soap for Waterproof Soap as they slept, and repair the water heaters in the morning so no one suspected anything was really wrong about them or it had been set up. From then on, Saotome played it off, hiding the fact that as far as she knew, she was somehow locked.
It helped that Waterproof Soap looked like ordinary soap.
Then as the days wore on, he waited until Ranma would fall asleep before entering their room. After hitting a few pressure points on both Saotomes to ensure sleep until he was finished, he set about his plan to woo Ranma.
First were a few pressure points on Ranma to induce some higher pleasure levels and a highly suggestible state in her body, as he whispered into her ear about sexual acts they could be doing. He kept them interesting, starting slow at first as well and creating a well involved story to make it seem all the more believable. The more real he could make it seem to her, the more she would be drawn into the illusion, the fantasy Soun wanted to achieve.
Progress had come nicely. He noticed that Ranma was not wearing boxers anymore but panties; clothing bought when Nodoka believed Ranma was really Ranko Tendo. When Soun had worked out in the yard, he always caught glimpses of Ranma watching him, a hot flush on her cheeks.
But he waited, he remained patient. If he moved faster than she was ready, she would pull back.
And then just not even an hour ago, a major breakthrough. He could sense Ranma sneaking closer to his room, most likely to continue her peaks. What she didn’t count on was Soun choosing that moment to ‘relieve some tension’ in the general direction of the door. Sure, he had pretended not to notice as the redhead crept closer, using the darker room to hide her approach as Soun masturbated in the moonlight coming through his window.
He tried not to stare as he watched her slip out of her pants, loosening the ties on her shirt as she slipped her hands down her own panties and into her shirt. After all, she wanted to pretend she had snuck in there unnoticed, he would let her. It just meant she would soon be ready and willing not to be so sneaky.
After he climaxed, watching her stroke herself than any imaginary scene he could dream up, he collapsed on the bed, trying not to smile as his cum had launched across the small distance Ranma had placed between them, covering the girl as he heard her moan.
After he heard Ranma dash out—likely in shock from what she had just done—Soun slowly stood up as he sensed her dash into the furo. Looking around, he spotted her pants and pulled them to his nose, catching her scent and feeling the wetness of Ranma’s juices. He could see a few threads and a scrap of cloth on his dresser near the door, telling him she had torn her shirt when she had dashed away in embarrassment.
His smile grew at that. It seemed Ranma would be breaking soon, and if the mutual masturbation had been any hint, soon the redhead would be willing to have sex as a female.
He paused as he looked towards the furo, eyes narrowing. Two others were in the furo with Ranma, and their signatures did seem close to Akane and Nabiki, but altered somehow. It wasn’t enough to worry him, but it did dissuade him from entering to ‘clean up’ after his session.
Sighing at a lost opportunity to take another step, he placed the pants back down on the floor where Ranma had left them and prepared to go back to bed. He still had enough soap left for another month of breaking down Ranma. By then, he would have won her over to being his lover.
So he could wait, he was very good at waiting. It would make the fruit all the sweeter when he plucked it.
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