Akane got up while Ranma sat down at the table on 'his' pad.
She glared at her 'fiancé', blaming 'him' for her being naked, physically, and, possibly, emotionally. But seeing 'his' kawaii face, sex goddess bosom, ample hips made it nearly impossible for her to think of 'him' as a fiancé. 'His' lovely expanse of flesh just seemed to radiate soft and smooth. She had to do something before her sex began betraying her thoughts. "I call a time out! How are we supposed to know if I make Ranma wet, if he's sitting on a pad?!"
"Oh, my, that does present a problem, doesn't it?" Kasumi dithered, wringing her hands near her own bosom.
"There's no problem. We'll just use the other signs of arousal," Nabiki said.
"There're OTHER signs!?!" Ranma was learning wayy more sex ed than 'he' wanted. "Why didn't ya tell me, before!?!"
"What, and shorten the fun? I think the "smell test" incidents were very entertaining," Nabiki grinned.
"Tell me what these other signs are?!!" ‘he’ said, pounding the table; a boob flopping down on it.
"No can do. You're a martial artist. If you knew what to sense, then you'd counter the signals."
"I'm afraid Nabiki is right, Ranma." Kasumi ruled, her hands lowering to around her sex. “You will just have to accept my judgment.”
But Ranma was a competitor. "…As a martial artist…I know how to counter…but what are the SIGNS!? The only one I’m, sure of is -Hey: That's right! I can use my control over my body to stop myself leakin'!"
"You could...maybe...with practice."
"That sounds like a challenge!" Ranma was amped up, now. (While ‘he’ was distracted a fresh pad, ‘he’ allowed a fresh pad to be put under ‘him’.)
"Hey! I'm a martial artist, too! I can-"
"Lose!" Nabiki delivered a sharp verbal blow to her little sister. "If you blurt out what the signals are, Ranma will counter them. THOSE he's had practice with." Though he's only used the counter measures because of his battles, so far. He blushes so-o easily. I can't wait to see him really flush.
"Ha!" It was Ranma's turn to gloat. "You're just an amateur martial artist. You don't got no real control over your body!"
"Oh, yeah!?"
"YEAH!"
"I'll show you!" And Akane stood perfectly still, gathering up what she thought was her mental control over the flow of blood to the different parts of her body.
"Uh, hello...? That AIN'T sexy."
(Posted Fri, 17 Nov 2006 01:19)
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