Ranma shook his head from side to side.
He floated out into the hallway and turned his gaze toward the other rooms. For a moment, his eyes lingered on Akane’s doorway, but an image of the violent tomboy playing whack-a-mole with a bunch of bunch of pigtailed martial artists flashed in his mind.
Ranma turned away from the door and laid his eyes further down the hall.
Kasumi’s was opened slightly as if it was asking the cursed boy to come in. Ranma floated closer and could make out a soft whimpering.
The martial artist carefully entered the room and nearly jumped out of his skin when Kasumi shifted violently in her bed. In the moonlight a light sheen of sweat stood out on the young woman’s body and without a second thought, Ranma dived in.
For a brief moment, Ranma thought that the mask was a complete failure as it appeared that he had just floated downstairs, but that was until a blob of flesh caught the martial artist’s eye. He quickly assessed the figure to be female and well over two hundred kilograms. Angry red stretch marks covered the body and varicose veins shrouded the skin. Fat tears covered the woman’s face and a stream of mucus made her breathing even more labored.
After a minute of observing the morbidly obese individual, Ranma immediately recoiled in horror as he realized that it was Kasumi.
The boy turned his head away and noticed nine children excitedly huddled around a faceless man.
“Alright kids. Go play in the back yard. Daddy and mommy are going to make you a new sibling,” The Man proclaimed, stalking over to Kasumi.
“P-pl-please anata. Th-this is t-too mu-much for m-me,” Kasumi pleaded as she struggled to move.
“Be a good wife and give me more strong children. We wouldn’t want to disappoint your father now would we?” The Man smirked as he lifted a fold of fat.
Ranma decided that he had seen enough and knocked the twisted man through a wall. The young man turned to blob of a woman and concentrated on turning her back to her normal self.
Slowly, the fat seemed to melt away as the woman’s massive belly began to recede. Tree trunk thighs slimmed to long, lean legs. Flabby breasts shrank and firmed. Ugly jowls melted away and her face became defined.
Ranma gave a sigh of relief at the restored Tendo and gave the girl a relieved smile.
“Ra-Ranma-kun?” Kasumi questioned shakily as she hesitantly stood up, covering her private areas.
Taking the girl’s modesty for discomfort, the pig tailed boy turned around and conjured up a set of clothes.
“Sorry Kasumi. I didn’t think to make you clothes when I was changing you back. These kinda things just slip my mi-,” Ranma rambled until he felt a pair of delicate arms grab him into a hug.
The boy awkwardly shifted himself and let the naked girl cry into his chest. Absentmindedly, he formed a couch behind them and let sit down.
Soon, the tears began to dry up and the older girl raised her red rimmed eyes to meet the martial artist’s gaze.
“Thank you so much for coming back Ranma-kun. When Daddy arranged my marriage to That Man I had hoped that you would come and save me. He beat and fattened me so that I would always be a good wife and give him all of the children that he wanted. I had almost given up hope…,” Kasumi trailed off before bursting into tears again.
Ranma carefully drew the woman close and soothingly, rubbed circles on her back.
“I’ll always be there to help you Kasumi. You’re the only one that treats me nice and I’m never gonna let anything happen to you.”
Gradually, the dream world began to ripple and Ranma found himself floating over Kasumi’s bed once more. The martial artist noticed that the sun was beginning to rise and raced back to his own body.
‘I wonder if Kasumi will remember the dream,’ Ranma thought absently as his spirit returned to its proper place.
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