[Episode 256377] [Episode 256377]As Kasumi cuddled the sleeping red-head into her lap, she turned to her little sister with a quiet request. “Would you rinse the bath clean before it dries?”
Although she wanted to cuddle Ranma too, it wasn’t often Kasumi asked her to help. Turning around to survey the room caused her to grin at the ridiculousness of it all. The bath behind her looked like someone using a turkey baster as a squirt gun and a few buckets of creamy white pudding had practiced their target shooting in the room. There were splatters against the far wall and the floor was decorated with a fan shaped array lines that led back to the bathing stool.
Sure the tile and wooden room was made for an easy hose down to keep it clean, but it really would be a mess if it dried.
Taking the shower wand she started with the wall, watching as it slid down to the floor. Once on the floor it was a bit trickier to clean, requiring her to push the mess along with one foot towards the floor drain.
After getting most of it cleaned away, it was just a matter of rinsing off a few other surfaces. Luckily the tub had been covered to keep the water clean and warm, so the waters hadn’t been spoiled.
A cute yawn brought her attention back to Ranma as the little red-head stretching out her arms over her head.
Concerned for Ranma’s health, Kasumi as admittedly curious as well. “How are you feeling Ranma-sama?”
Stretching a little more to get the kinks out and inadvertently putting her breasts on display, Ranma lazily considered the question after waking up a bit. “Ah, okay I guess. That felt a little weird. Guess I might not have the plumbing right or something.”
Not having a clue what was going on, Kasumi went with an open-ended question. “What happened?”
Looking down at her crotch, Ranma considered the issue herself. “Ah, well usually I just turn girl. I was trying to keep my manhood at a small size like those toys, but it’s kinda like holding a rope, slipping little by little until you’re outta rope. I turned girl this time and my girl-form had a manhood at that small size I was trying to keep it at. I guess maybe if I try I can control what changes, but Akane wanted me to stay this way instead of figuring it out.”
Kasumi was a bit surprised Ranma didn’t seem more upset at Akane or interested in figuring it out. Typically anything concerning the curse was important to Ranma. “Do you want to experiment now?”
That perked Ranma’s interest up a bit. “Well, I can wait, this is interesting but it’s not like it’s gonna be a cure. Besides, you were wanting me to be in girl form for the training, right?”
Not quite sure what Ranma might be capable of, Kasumi decided to side with her curiosity. “Ano, perhaps it would be best to experiment so we can figure out the proper training afterwards. Your current form was quite the pleasant surprise after all.”
Nodding to Kasumi, Ranma glanced around before scampering out of her lap to grab up two plastic buckets that were used for playing in the sand.
Opening the tub and filling the large bucket with hot water, Ranma paused as she met Akane at the shower head.
Feeling a bit guilty preventing Ranma from learning about the curse just because she wanted that nice sized manhood to herself, Akane blushed in embarrassment at her naughty greed and handed Ranma the shower head. “Ah, good luck.”
Nodding at Akane, Ranma knelt on the tile floor and considered the situation. Akane had splashed her with cold water a few times during the washing earlier, so Ranma already had a few clues.
In her current form, she didn’t have try and restrain her manhood, it just naturally behaved. Also the splashes of cold water had caused a tingle, but the manhood had remained. A splash of water confirmed that she could stay in futa form with little effort. Another splash of cold water explored that tingle, finally turning Ranma into her normal girl form.
Just to confirm something, Ranma turned male, then used cold water to turn into girl form while keeping his manhood, this time at the big size Kasumi had played with. Her manhood splatting on the floor with a thump, Ranma had a fairly good idea how it was working.
If her cursed form was a tidal pool being filled by the tides, her manhood was a boulder in that pool. The pool still filled, leaving a small island of manliness, but in turn the rest of the pool was a little deeper. If Ranma had to guess, she was a little shorter, a little cuddlier, a little bustier.
With Kasumi as they washed up, Akane went a stifled a gasp at seeing that thick third leg stretching out on the floor past the petite red-head’s knees.
A few more splashes were heard as Ranma continued, this experiment causing Ranma to gasp in surprise this time as her breasts inflated past the size of watermelons before splatting to the wet floor. Reaching for the bucket of hot water for a splash, Ranma grumbled about the incident. “That didn’t happen.”
Eyes widening at the sight of Ranma’s lap filling breasts spilling out and resting on the floor, Akane tried to lighten the mood. “I won’t complain about your girl form being bustier anymore, okay?”
Splashing herself with hot water and returning to male for with some relief, Ranma turned to the tomboy with a chuckle. “If I could give ya some I’d be more than happy to share.”
Considering the water again, Ranma realized he didn’t have it quite figured out yet. Thinking that perhaps making part of the conceptual pool deeper to even everything else out, Ranma had tried for bigger breasts. Obviously that had been way too much, surprising Ranma with just how excessively it had changed compared to what he’d expected.
A little embarrassing, but he’d learned a bit more. Creating new features was obviously a bit tricky, but simply keeping features from one form seemed to work just fine.
Taking a breath, Ranma prepared himself for something more complicated. His failure had given him the clue however, that what was being balanced was more complicated than it seemed at first. That what was being balanced didn’t directly translate into change at a constant rate. There might just be room to strike a balance that gave a good result.
Kasumi and Akane meanwhile were helping each other bathe since they had the share the bath supplies anyways. Although they had an interest in what Ranma was doing, he seemed to have gotten a bit more cautious after the giant breasts accident.
It was when they were almost finished bathing that Ranma did something interesting enough to catch their attention again.
Ranma stood up to look in the large mirror set on one wall.
Kasumi had both the view to watch the transformation when it has happened, plus the eye for anatomy to appreciate the changes. Ranma had changed from male form partially to female form, then tweaked the resulting hybrid form a bit.
The base of the body was Ranma’s lean male form with some tweaks. She was taller, with longer legs than her male form, plus smooth skin that mostly hid the muscled underneath except when they tensed or moved. The body had numerous tweaks to make it feminine enough to be androgynous, such as narrower smoother shoulders.
If that had been all the changes, Ranma could have passed as male or female depending on the outfit.
Ranma’s loose hair had lengthened during the transformation, coming down to around her hips. Looking at herself in the mirror, Ranma had brought her mass of hair over her left shoulder to examine it, giving a view of her backside.
Her back was strong and defined like an athletic girl, the back of the waist being firm delicate muscle. Her hips were noticeably broad however, giving her a gap between her thighs wide enough for her manhood to comfortably hang down, visible even from behind. It was difficult to tell from this angle, but her buttocks looked full and smooth, yet another feature that would make the figure undeniably feminine.
Apparently satisfied with her looks, Ranma stretched her arms overhead briefly before dropping into the splits. From there she slid up and into a kata, gliding around in swirling circles on the wet floor.
That gave both Tendou sisters ample view of the new form’s third major female feature, a pair of breasts that made Ranma’s normal female form look flat-chested. Larger than softballs, they were surprisingly resistant to gravity or even the motion of Ranma’s exercise, only wobbling moderately as if bra supported. Kasumi could only guess it was because their support ligaments were as strong as the rest of Ranma, because they moved as if restricted by a bra.
Ranma seemingly noticed them and glided to a stop, with the way her breasts started wobbling more naturally as she relaxed confirming Kasumi’s guess. “Ah, how is this?”
As Ranma gazed at them, Kasumi got a good look at the one other majorly feminine feature of Ranma’s new form, her face. Neither the cute face of the female form or the boyish charm of the male form, her face was simply beautiful.
Not getting a response, Ranma blushed shyly. “Ah, I was trying to find a way to balance things out.” Blushing a bit more, Ranma hefted her breasts. “I didn’t wanna be this big, honest, but I wanted to try keeping my height and muscles., so I had to, ya know, give a little.”
Glancing at her little sister and not being able to guess what her stare meant, Kasumi smiled warmly at the increasingly nervous futa. “You look nice. That form will be fine for the purposes of training.” Considering for a moment, Kasumi decided to inquire, hoping she would get an answer that made sense. “What sort of balancing did you have to do?”
Concerns quelled, Ranma walked forward and knelt a comfortable speaking distance from the girls. “Ah, well just finding a balance of male and female that’s stable, so I don’t have to focus to maintain this form every time I’m splashed. Like I said, I wanted to keep some of my male form build, but the curse favors my female form on the balance, so, uhm, yeah.”
Moving towards the red-head, Kasumi ran her hands along Ranma’s tummy, enjoying the feel of muscles like steel under velvety skin. One hand idly running along Ranma’s muscle, the other lifted up a lock of dark red hair before noting that Ranma’s bangs had grown out as well. “Shall I give you a trim later Ranma-sama?”
“Yeah.” Ranma paused slightly, apparently considering something as she gazed at Kasumi. “Could you drop the sama? It’s a little too formal.”
That request gave Kasumi pause as something about it feel uncomfortable. A moment of thought made her realize she was being too distant, she wasn’t being passionate enough. Although she wanted to change their relationship to something more delightful, she was using the honorific as a crutch. “Ah, my apologies.”
A bit surprised by the apology, Ranma figured it was just Kasumi being polite as usual.
Noticing the awkward silence between Ranma and Akane that followed, Kasumi decided to help them with a major ice breaker. “Mhmm, Akane-chan has said some mean things in the past, so perhaps it’s time to consider her punishment. I’m sure afterwards she’ll feel much better.”
Seeing that neither was protesting despite things remaining awkward, Kasumi surmised that was an improvement. “Now now, no need to be down Akane-chan. You’ve been quite well behaved so far, so I’m sure it’ll work out nicely. Perhaps you could tend to Nabiki-chan upstairs while I get Ranma-kun ready to play with you?”
Seeing Akane perk up at the praise and promise of nice things, Kasumi was curious to see her next reaction. “I left Nabiki-chan tied up on my bed, so there shouldn’t be much to do. Her gag has a hole in it to let drool escape so she doesn’t choke, but do make sure to check on her breathing is smooth. If not, you can remove her gag, but do keep her quiet.”
Her little sister’s growing grin spoke volumes.
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