[Episode 246493] [Episode 246493]“Behold! Kuno Tatewaki, age eighteen, has at last discovered a means to free both my Fierce Tigress and my Redheaded Goddess from the foul spells of the Sorcerer Saotome!”
Ranma sighed, her damp hair still dripping onto her red silk shirt. The old Ladle Lady had done it again, and she was running too late to stop for hot water as it was. Akane was still acting like she was on the warpath, and she didn’t want to have too much trouble with her or the other two until she could do something about it.
Beside her, Akane let out a groan. Some of it was because of Kuno, waving around a black orb in his hands, but if she had to be really honest, a good bit of it was due to the fact that Ranma’s silk shirt still seemed to cling to her breasts, and her red hair just made it all the more erotic.
Once upon a time, Akane could have seen herself falling in love with a boy…when she was eleven, maybe. Then Kuno stepped in with his crazy challenge. For six months, boys from all over the school, and even some from other schools, would swarm her, looking to defeat and date her. Her terror fed her anger, allowing her to fight them off over and over again. Then there were her nightmares, which were almost exactly alike the morning rituals… except that they won, and they didn’t stop at just defeating her on the schoolyard.
Soon, she couldn’t even look at a boy without feeling disgust and horror swim through her veins. What little that was left from that cute eleven year old girl managed to find solace in crushing over Tofu, but that poor, dying part of her could only idolize his standards…it couldn’t cover for the fact that he was still male, and her body could never again feel an attraction to him.
Then Ranma came along. First a redheaded girl who she felt she could be friends with. A girl with a gorgeous body, more skill than she could believe in the martial arts, and an innocence that seemed so palpable…then she turns into a guy, and the whole thing goes up in the air.
Sure, he was a misogynistic jerk with an ego the size of the Pacific Ocean. Sure he hated her pet P-Chan. Sure, he had girls hanging around him no matter what he was doing…but yet, he was honorable, kind, and still naively innocent. Even as she came to grips with the fact that she was lesbian, that she could never feel attraction for any guy…
She was falling in love with Ranma…
And therein was the real problem. Ranma would never commit to having sex as a girl, and she could never bring herself to sleep with a guy. It was a match made in hell, and yet, Akane’s heart skipped every time her fiancé saved her from a fate worse than death, or even when he was splashed with cold water.
She was, in other words, screwed and stuck in Hell.
She tried to get over her regrets by sleeping with Shampoo once the Chinese girl revealed her nymphomaniac self. She explored more of the lesbian counterculture with Ukyo, a girl who was terrified of coming out of the closet, but found comfort in dressing as a male and flirting with cute girls who came into her restaurant. She tried to get away from her feelings for the redhead beside her by getting angry, by accusing his male side of being a pervert, and by trying to chase him away.
And yet, her heart would not let her leave her heroine…her love.
Many people thought they knew Tendo Akane. The only one who ever came close to it was Hibiki Ryouga, who keeps shouting about how Ranma has made him see Hell. The youngest Tendo daughter had indeed seen it, and it was all Ranma’s fault…
…And yet, she’d willingly stay there, just in the futile, unattainable hope that someday, Ranma would be willing to try a little bit of life as a girl.
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“What do you want now, Kuno.” Ranma’s soprano drawl awoke Akane from her depressed, saphiric stupor.
The boy in front of them just laughed insanely, “Here, my loves, is the key to saving you from yourselves!”
“A glass orb? Please, like that would do anything,” Ranma snorted, trying to ignore the feeling that she got from it. It felt vaguely familiar, but it wasn’t enough to clue her in yet.
“It is not the orb, but what it contains that shall have the power to free you, my loves! Behold!” Kuno then raised the orb up into the air, and then threw it down onto the concrete ground, where a large crack split through it.
Immediately, the sense of perverse evil that Ranma had barely sense increased by a factor of fifty, and Ranma backed away. Akane was shocked and terrified when she saw the look of horror on her fiancé’s face, “You…you IDIOT! Do you have any idea what that is!?!”
The crack grew longer, increasing the feeling even more, and Ranma paled, and whirled around to Akane. Bringing a marker out of nowhere, she scribbled a number on Akane’s hand and told her, “Get home, call that number, and tell whoever picks up that Kuno just summoned something really, really bad.”
“Wh-what?!?” Akane stuttered. Training with Shampoo and Ukyo in secret had sharpened her skills enough so that she could feel a little of what was in the air, but she had no idea what it meant. Ranma’s terror, however, was freaking her out. “B-but I can help! I’m a mar-“
“Akane!” Ranma snapped at her, making her jump, “What we need right now ISN’T a martial artist right now! Hell, I’m not sure exactly how long I can hold this thing off. What we NEED is for you to call this number and get Miko here as fast as freaking possible! Now GO!!!”
Akane jumped, the words hammering through her ears at a rate that she didn’t even question who this Miko was. She just knew that she had to act fast! Turning around, she noticed that everyone but them and Kuno had already fled, Ranma’s terror increasing the unconscious sense of fear that they had started feeling enough to get them heading for the hills. Feeling a sudden compulsion, she whirled back around kissed Ranma soundly on the lips, and told him, “You better not get yourself killed, baka!” and then raced off to the nearest phone. Ranma stared after her shocked stupid. She knew that Akane was playing around with Shampoo and Ukyo, but that look she had in her eyes shook her a bit. Not to mention the kiss…
The sound of the orb finally falling into pieces snapped her from her confusion, and she turned around to find Kuno laughing in his insane ‘triumph’ as a large black energy erupted from the cursed orb.
It formed into a giant, black demon, standing at three times her male form’s height. It wore a large loincloth, and nothing else. Behind it, ten tentacle-like tails seemed to wiggle in anticipation. A human looking face adorned it with two black, beady eyes that seemed to trace Ranma’s curvy form from head to toe. Ugly black claws adorned each finger.
“Now, my demonic minion, I bid you to seek out the Foul Sorcerer Saotome Ranma and free my loves from his treacherous-ERK!”
First, the demon was standing in front of him, then, it and turned around and shoved one of its clawed hands through Kuno’s chest. Ripping the bloodied appendage out from the boy’s chest cavity, the demon proceeded to lick it clean.
“Wh-why? You were s-supposed to o-obey m-me! Th-the shopkeeper s-said…” Kuno garbled out.
The demon laughed a throaty laugh and then growled in a deep voice, “Only the Suzuka Clan can unleash me without killing them. And besides,” the demon bent over, ensuring that its ugly face was the last thing the Kuno heir would ever see, “You annoy me.”
The thing then whirled around, blocking a powerful combo that would have had Ryouga calling for a retreat, “So, young heroine, you seek to defeat one such as me? You do know what the price of failure is, hm?”
“I got a good idea,” Ranma said nervously, fighting the urge to lick her lips. The aura the demon emitted was filled with lust, and it was all she could do to keep focused. If it weren’t for Miko, she reflected, I’d already be on the ground, trying to get myself off by now. “Then this,” the demon growled, “will be enjoyable.” Then he did something that made Ranma REALLY want to run away at the speed of obscurity. His loincloth tented outward, and as the demon reached down and ripped it off, Ranma was confronted with TWO huge cocks, about a foot and a half long and as thick as her male side’s fist. Milky precum dripped from the ends. Idly, she noted how his tentacles also had tips that looked like the tip of a penis, dripping a clear liquid that made her even more uneasy.
And then, the demon lunged, and the fight was on.
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