Ranma’s face muscle twitched, ‘he’ was so angry. ‘He’ wasn’t able to speak immediately, and when ‘he’ did it was through clenched teeth.. “I ain’t wearin’ no bra.” ‘His’ put ‘his’ free hand on the front to rip it off.
It stretched out. Ranma pulled it further out; it still wouldn’t give. ‘He’, then, yanked the bra up, down, and around. But it was too elastic to tear.
“Wowsa!” Nabiki said. “Ranma’s hooters are staying in the cups.” The redhead’s mammary glands were being stretched out every which way as the dope refused to be defeated by a "piece of cloth". {Strangely fascinating.}
“Honestly!” Akane said, moving to the girl. “Just take down the shoulder straps.” But those, also, wouldn’t leave Ranma’s body. “Well, then unhook it in the back—Hey! Stay still!”
“Come on! Come on! Get off a me!” Ranma bellowed, using both hands, now. “Grr—Ow!!”
“It will not come off!” said the ninja ‘he’d’ dropped to fight with the bra. “It has a special glue on it, and only we of the Fashion Ninja’s know it’s secret!”
“We were hired to see that you, Ranma Saotome, model the creations of Madame Ishi Kawazawa for the whole world to see and admire,” the gray ninja Ryunosuke was holding said. He held up the little, black dress. {It, too, has a glue lining it, no doubt.}
“With you seen in her designs, Ishi-sama will be the most renowned couturier in the world,” the black ninja under Ryunosuike’s foot said, displaying the shoes and accessories in his hands.
“I’d rather stay holed up here, than be seen in public in a dress or—I don’t wanna be seen in girl’s underwear!!” Ranma now attacked the side bands and whatever part ‘he’ could reach. {“Staying holed up here” is called house arrest.}
The ninja on the floor threw the earrings at Ranma as if they were shurikens. One attached to one of the pigtailed girl’s lobe, before Ranma caught the other. Now forced to think of something other than the silk covering ‘his’ chest, the martial artist fended off the necklace and bracelet.
But while Ranma was reaching down for the jeweled garter, the off-white ninja threw a smoke bomb.
“[Cough! Cough!] Face powder!” Nabiki said, recognizing the smell.
When the powder had cleared, the ninjas were gone.
And Ranma was made-up. Fully. The eyeliner, eye shadow, mascara, rouge, lip gloss and foundation all complemented ‘his’ complexion perfectly. {One flaw: That’s for eveningwear. There’s still day light.}
The government agent assigned to the Boy-Turned-Girl case was, meanwhile, being strangely useless. In the confusion, Ryunosuke had let the home invaders escape. Instead of chasing after them, or calling for his backup to arrest them, he was standing, staring wide-eyed at Ranma.
“You’re so lucky,” he said, sounding jealous.
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