[Episode 2355] [Episode 2355]
The field trip that day had been one disaster after another as far as Ranma was concerned. Prior to that day, Ranma had considered any school day not spent in the walls of Furinkan to be a good one. Today had changed all that. It had been such a horrible day that Ranma didn't even want to think about it just then.
Ranma was grumbling about her life, and a certain violent tomboy within it, as she tiredly boarded the train amid a heavy downpour of rain.
A long-time joke among those who knew the young Saotome and youngest Tendo was that one of these days Ranma's mouth and Akane's temper would send the poor gender changer on a one-way trip to some distant place, and if any of those gleeful voyeurs had been witness to Ranma's current mood, condition, and mode of transportation they might be shocked into believing that the running joke had finally been granted sustenance. After all, Ranma was currently on practically the opposite side of the island and had boarded the train leading back home grumbling about violent tomboys while bearing all the signs of a typical violent encounter with the afore-mentioned lovely girl.
While it was indeed the truth that Akane had smashed him on the head, it hadn't been for a very long distance. The truth of the matter was that the entire class had been on a class field trip, and Akane's anger had resulted in her merely smashing him out of the bus their class was using and made him choke on the dust as it merrily sped along without anyone in authority being any the wiser of his removal from its passenger group.
Of course Ranma could have easily caught up to the bus, but frankly it had been his opinion at the time that Akane was maybe a bit too angry to go back to her just then. So, Ranma had begun a leisurely (for a martial artist of his caliber at least) pace back towards home.
That had changed of course once the heavy rainstorm blew in. Ranma might have lived for years out on the road and be a tough martial artist, but only a complete moron continued to stay out in such a nasty deluge of rain. At that point Ranma had been stuck with 3 choices.
Either she could keep running in the rain for hours (definitely not a preferred choice), or find some form of transportation that was covered from the rain, or she could find a cave or other form of shelter and just wait out the storm. If this had happened before coming to Nerima Ranma would have simply chosen to find somewhere to weather out the storm; however, Akane's temper had become very volatile lately that Ranma had easily been able to imagine how she would take an overnight absence.
The train had been the perfect third alternative, and luckily enough she still had enough yen leftover to cover the fare of an ordinary passage, but sadly not enough for the green passage. The ordinary section of the train was kind of crowded full of the typical crowd of salary men. There were a few others in the car, although the only female face that she spotted was a grandmotherly type on the opposite end of the car. Ranma's musings of her fellow passengers was interrupted as the train began to leave its station causing everyone who was still standing to jolt from the momentum change.
Ranma shivered from the cold rain water which was drenching her. She felt really uncomfortable right then. She was cold, wet, and her silk Chinese clothes were practically plastered to her body because of the rain. She couldn't dry off, and unlike at home, here she was in public where it would not be a good thing to simply remove her clothes and squeeze the water out of them. Ranma sniffled miserably as she tried to ignore the feeling of being cold and wet. Even worse however was the boredom.
She hated just being idle which is why she normally avoided transportation like trains, and this trip would take a long time since it was the opposite side of the island and not a bullet train. Ranma sighed as she looked around and, having spotted a nearby empty seat, she decided to take a seat and maybe try to take a nap to avoid the boredom of the trip. Within moments of taking her seat she was snoozing deeply.
For Ranma it was the perfect retreat. One moment she was bored, cold, wet, and female. The next moment found him in perfect shape and male surrounded by an endless throng of fans cheering for him as he won yet another match.
Then Akane was there beside him. But it was not the usual violent tomboy who suffered violent bouts of jealousy. No, this was the beautiful girl who first smiled at him and asked to be friends. She spoke to him in soft whispers and caressed his face ever so gently as if hesitant to touch someone of his greatness.
Ranma felt the first gentle touch on his cheek stroking it lovingly. Then he felt the gentle loving strokes on his limbs. But her shyness gradually went away. And soon the exploratory touches left his face, arms, and legs, and instead turned towards his stomach and then his chest. Gradually his form shifted without even realizing it, and soon his and now instead her breath was coming out in little pants and sighs as her nipples stood at attention.
She felt hands on the ties of her shirt, and stretched in an unconsciously sensuous manner as she felt the cold material removed from her heated mounds. Her breasts were not bare for long however. Soon she felt Akane's hot and wet mouth claim the two points then begin to suckle and flick against them. As this was happening, she felt Akane's hands sliding down the wet material of her silk training pants down her legs.
Akane paused at this point, after baring Ranma except for her boxer shorts, before saying in a heavier than normal voice, "Oh, those just won't do." She waived a hand and as if by magic a small pair of scissors appeared in her hand. The hand with the scissors came closer, and at this point Ranma began to get uncomfortable and squirm slightly, but Akane's hands were holding her in place even as she leaned forward to whisper gently, "Shh. It's alright beautiful. Nothing to worry about. Just relax." Akane sounded so gentle and confident that Ranma relaxed again, and in moments the boxer shorts had fallen away and the scissors again vanished while she felt Akane kissing her just like Ranma had always wanted her to. And it felt so wonderful... "Mm. I knew you would be just as beautiful down there." Akane's deep voice said in her ear.
"You're so beautiful. My own personal sleeping beauty." Akane said as she trailed kisses down her body. Each kiss was an amazing experience in its own right. Ranma could feel a delicious fire burning inside her belly as her abdomen muscles clenched and relaxed with each new wonderful expression of love.
And then in an instant came a brand new feeling that she had never experienced before. At once it was both the most amazing and the most frightening thing she had ever felt, and Ranma found herself gasping in pleasure at this new experience. Down between her legs she could feel her tomboy now. Akane was no longer speaking, but instead was pleasuring her in the most intimate of ways. Her lover was lovingly lapping between her legs at the glistening enthusiasm she was producing. She was panting deeply at this point. She felt like she was on fire and had this strange heretofore unknown need burning deep inside her of which she could neither identity nor explain.
"Please..." Ranma panted out. But that is all that came out, for even she did not know for what she was pleading.
"Oh, yes!" Akane huskily responded and raised up so that they were lying chest to chest. The large breasts of Ranma's cursed form rubbing against the tomboy flatness of Akane. And then Ranma felt a weird feeling of pressure and her arms went around her lover in response. Then she was forced to simply hold on as Akane began to rock back and forth in her arms. Then Akane reached down and lifted Ranma's legs so that her feet were hooked behind Akane's thighs.
Ranma was in pure heaven as she luxuriated in the feeling of being in her lover's arms. Soon Akane proved what a tomboy she was as she began to grunt deeper and deeper in passion. "Fuck, yes!" Akane's deep manly voice groaned out next to Ranma's ear, and then she felt a weird pulse inside of herself. In her arms her lover had gone rigid and their hips were pressed tightly together, and Ranma had never before felt such a level of closeness with her beloved tomboy as just then.
Then all too soon Akane began to withdraw from her, and Ranma let out a little whimper of sadness at losing this new level of intimacy that their relationship had finally obtained. "God, yes!" Ranma breathed out as she felt body contact resume. Again that foreign pressure began and she was once more holding her lover in her arms. This time the pace was different however. Akane seemed to be in a more playful mood for the body bouncing against her was at a much faster tempo, and each contact seemed to reach some new place within her soul. All too soon however Ranma again felt that rigidity overtake her partner even as she heard Akane's deep voice thanking her for the ride.
Ranma whimpered in denial that the experience had ended and was soon awarded by her lover lifting her up and draping her over the back of a bench that had remained unnoticed beside her all this time. Soon she again felt that delicious contact of her lover from behind. For the next minute she lay there draped over the bench as her body rocked back and forth from her tomboy's attentions.
Suddenly a hand was lifting her up by her hair even as the rocking continued. "Put your mouth around this." another deep voice said. And there before her eyes was Ukyou holding an okonomiyaki like no other she had ever before seen. Where most are flat, this was made special in a roll. In an instant Ranma knew this was the best dream ever and opened her mouth wide to accept her best friend's special treat which was prepared just for her.
And then it was in her mouth, and she knew that this was the most special one ever since it tasted just salty enough to please her palate. Ranma got ready to take a big bite of her special treat when suddenly her head was yanked back off of it. "No, no!" Ukyou said quite sternly, "You mustn't bite or I'll take it away from you. Just lick it and suck on it, girl." and then the hand in her hair was returning access to the delicious treat to her tongue and lips.
For the next few minutes Ranma luxuriated in the attentions of her beloved tomboy's love, and the delicious treat given to her by her best friend gold old Ucchan. After paying so much loving attention to Ucchan's treat, Ranma finally must have discovered the secret sauce Ucchan had added inside of it.
In an instant Ranma's taste buds exploded as the most wonderful taste in the world hit them. She just knew she would forever more be addicted to that taste and made a mental note to ask Ucchan for the secret ingredient when the tomboy wasn't around. Her mind was awash in beautiful explosions of colors from the taste in her mouth and she shuddered into full body shivers.
Distantly she heard her tomboy's manly deep voice grunting out, "So tight!" before she felt her lover go rigid once again even as her lover's hands gripped tightly onto both of her hips and held her firmly against them.
After that Ranma entered into a contented daze. Distantly she felt hands once more lifting her up and returning her clothes to her, but all she could really focus on was the sheer bliss that she was experiencing, and the remnants of that wonderful treat she had been given.
Suddenly there was a jolt and Ranma snapped awake in a daze. Confused, she looked around and realized that the train had arrived at Tokyo Station.
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