[Episode 256382] [Episode 256382]After Akane left to take care of Nabiki for a bit, Ranma turned her attention to Kasumi. “So this form is good?”
Still admiring the new form, Kasumi considered the possibilities. “Yes, especially for the training.”
Although Ranma did seem satisfied by her reply, her actions confused Kasumi as she splashed herself with the bucket of cold water. Then Ranma stepped into the open tub and submerged herself briefly in the steamy waters. Seeing an unchanged Ranma come out of the tub and splash herself almost ceremonially twice more with cold water made the older girl rather confused as she thought Ranma had decided to change forms. “Ano, what was that for Ranma-kun?”
Clapping her hands in prayer, Ranma finished her little ritual before turning to Kasumi. “Well I don’t wanna change just because I got splashed while I was distracted, so I tried tempering this form with hot and cold.”
The older girl stared as she absorbed that little bombshell. “You won’t change?”
Ranma wandered over to check herself out in the mirror again. “Shouldn’t unless I wanna change. Might be nice not to change for a while.” Ranma smirked and hefted her breasts. “I bet this would freak out Mom.”
More so than her sisters or the other girls, it was Ranma’s mother that concerned Kasumi the most. If she could be dealt with, then everything else would be much easier. It would be tricky, but Kasumi herself was perhaps the only one capable of dealing with her on an even footing. “Would you like to make her accept you like that?”
That got the red-head to stare at her in surprise.
Worried she’d gone the wrong way, Kasumi hastened to make sure it wasn’t taken the wrong way. “This was because she could insult your manhood, as many others have done. As long as you change into a girl, people will use that against you... unless of course you proved your manliness even in girl form so to speak.”
Kasumi realized she’d definitely gone too far, that was practically a dare to prove it as a girl. “What you want to do is up to you, it’s your life after all. I’ll help you figure it out whichever way you want to go.”
Even Ranma could tell something was up with the way Kasumi was dancing around the issue. “Is there a reason I should do this as a girl?”
Realizing she had crossed the line, Kasumi was unsure how to explain herself. The first thing to come to mind was the oddity from earlier tonight. “Ah, well, your male form’s manhood. I’m not sure I understood clearly, but do you use a technique to keep it ‘turned off’ all the time because otherwise it becomes painfully large and annoying to deal with?”
The redhead was mildly self-conscious about it, developing a light blush. “Ah yeah. I think Pops got me cursed by a fertility god or a Tanuki or something.”
Considering how to reply, Kasumi knew that explaining Ranma was likely too big to ever have sex wouldn’t be tactful or good for his mental state. “Well, until we find out what is wrong, it might be safer if you stayed in girl form until then.” Glancing down, Kasumi gave Ranma’s futa form’s manhood an affectionate stroke. “This one isn’t troublesome for you, is it?”
The organ gave a lively twitch that caused the red-head to blush a little deeper. “Ah, no, it feels kinda natural.”
Kasumi hummed in warm agreement, bringing her hand up to stroke along Ranma’s firm waist and back. “I think you understand I need to get you familiar with sex, so it’s best if you can just relax and enjoy it. When Akane and I took your manhood into our mouths, the intent was to make you feel good. I get the impression you were too busy focusing to enjoy it in male form.”
Looking down through her cleavage, Ranma seemed to notice the possibilities of her futa form’s manhood. “Ah.”
Considering how to broach a new subject, Kasumi decided to be a bit bold, at least for her. “There is one other thing. Tonight you were the first man I’ve been with, but as you might have guessed from my toys, I’ve had some experience. That is to say, when I was in high school, I had a female lover.” Blushing a bit at admitting the truth, Kasumi quickly continued before Ranma could jump to a conclusion. “I mean to assure you I don’t want to pressure you into being a girl, I just wanted to explain that it is what I have experience in. If you wanted to try, I think I could make it enjoyable for you and teach you how to be confident and in control in your female form.” Blush increasing, Kasumi realized she was losing control of herself as she started to babble. “But I certainly wouldn’t try to make you into a girl, but rather the type of woman that you’d want to be. That is if you had any interest in that sort of thing.”
A few inches taller than Kasumi thanks to the longer legs of her new form, Ranma raised an eyebrow as the normally sedate young woman became a madly blushing shy schoolgirl. “You want me to give being a woman a try?”
Staring at the floor, Kasumi seemed to want to look anywhere but at the red-head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pressure you.”
“It’s alright. You were just being honest.”
Hesitantly looking up at Ranma, she found the red-head rather casually considering the issue. “I’ll give it a try if you think you can make it work out.”
“You will?”
Kasumi’s surprise was what seemed to annoy the red-head the most about the topic. Crossing her arms under her breasts, Ranma blew out a long breath as she vented a bit of annoyance. "It's not like I got this curse this morning. Been getting grief about my girl form for a long time now. Manly this, girly that, fuck it."
Ranma continued to vent as this was obviously something that had annoyed her for a while. “You’re right tho’, everyone uses it against me. Heck, Mom is the worst, now that we’re back together all she wants to do is harp about me being manly while hugging her katana. She was so happy to teach Ranko to cook and do stuff with some girl she don’t know. Do I get to actually enjoy having this curse? No, pops can turn panda and play with kids in the park, but if I play with kids in the park in my girl form? It must mean I wanna be someone’s wife, could never be that kids just wanna play with the kung fu girl.”
While Kasumi had expected some annoyance with the curse, she wasn’t quite prepared for this sort of reaction. Resting a hand on Ranma’s crossed forearms, she tried her best to comfort the red-head enough that they could deal with specific issues.
Although still upset and likely having more to vent, that seemed to be as much as Ranma was willing to share on the issue.
Not wanting the awkward silence to continue, Kasumi decided to move things along. “Alright, shall we go up to my room now?”
Annoyance shifted to determination in the red-head’s stormy blue eyes as she nodded sharply at Kasumi.
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Arriving in Kasumi’s room in the clothes she’d worn earlier, Akane glanced around before stripping with some amusement. She’d left her panties in the changing room on a naughty impulse, leaving her entirely nude once again. Just thinking about what she was doing made her giggle at the naughty girlishness of it all.
Gazing at her middle sister laying on Kasumi’s bed helped her control herself, not wanting to announce her presence just yet.
Nabiki looked like she was thoroughly bound up and still plugged. The blindfold she was wearing was a new thing, although on closer inspection she realized it was a simple sleep mask. That closer inspection made her realize Nabiki had headphones on and was apparently listening to music, so she wouldn’t have to be that quiet to go unnoticed.
She was also close enough to check her breathing by listening while watching her chest, noting that her sister seemed to be breathing evenly despite her weak moans.
Wondering what to do with herself, Akane considered exploring Kasumi’s toys before deciding against it, not wanting to get herself in trouble.
Folding up her dress, she laid it on the floor as a kneeling cushion. Kneeling on her dress facing the door, Akane wondered about her new feelings. She knew Ranma wouldn’t like being forced to punish her, but a part of her simply didn’t want to upset the curvy red-head.
Just thinking of Ranma’s new form brought a blush to her face that spread down to her chest in a pink flush. She’d been surprised by her own admiration of Ranma’s new form, something that made her a bit uncomfortable as she didn’t understand it. Well, her manhood had been a nice size, so there was that bonus.
Watching Ranma try to put on her normal clothes and fail, Kasumi was surprised the red-head seemed amused that her shirt wouldn’t fit over her breasts, nor would her boxers fit over her hips. Admittedly it was an interesting sight, but Kasumi quietly brought it to an end as she offered Ranma one of the large robes they kept in the changing room.
Seeing that Ranma was in a good mood, Kasumi decided to venture a risky question. “How long would you be willing to stay in that form?”
Ranma simply glanced at her as she slipped into the robe. “How long?”
Hoping to keep Ranma happy, Kasumi responded a bit timidly. “I mean, I need to know how long I should plan for, since you could stay in that form as long as you wish without being bothered by your curse.”
To Kasumi’s continuing surprise, Ranma considered the issue in a rather relaxed fashion. “Mhmm, how long?” Considering this issue a bit longer as she cinched her robe closed, the red-head glanced at Kasumi. “You want me to stay like this? Is it because I remind you of your high school lover?”
Seeing as Ranma was relaxed and comfortable helped calm Kasumi’s nerves as well. “Ah, not exactly. Our group in high school were submissive girls, but we didn’t have a dom we could trust, so one of the girls was chosen for the role of mistress when we played. Because I’m responsible and was the tallest girl, I ended up with the responsibility most of the time.”
Having painted the picture of her situation, Kasumi blushed and twiddled her fingers a bit before continuing. “So I sort of wanted a mistress that was taller than me, among other things. I must admit you reminded me of that fantasy with that form, but I would be happy with your other forms. I suppose to say the best reason to stay in that form is a way to start over with others and change how they treat you. People do seem to treat you differently when you have different bodies.”
During her explanation, Ranma contentedly hummed as she waited patiently for Kasumi to finish. After Kasumi finished, the red-head grinned at her. “But you do like me like this, right?”
Blushing a bit, Kasumi lowered her head at being caught on her selfish desire. “Ah, yes.”
A finger brought her chin up to face Ranma, the confident smirk she knew on a new beautiful face causing her to go weak in the knees. “Well, you’ll take responsibility, right?”
Heart skipping a beat, the former schoolgirl lesbian stared at the statuesque red-head with wide eyes. That statement usually meant to marry a girl that had been made pregnant, a thought that would make her mind wander later. What Ranma meant wasn’t that far away, that if she was going to try living in her new form, that Kasumi stay by her side. It was a sentiment she was all too happy to embrace. “Yes Hime-sama.”
“Hime-sama?”
Blushing hard at her slip, Kasumi was relieved to see that although surprised, Ranma seemed more curious than offended. “Sorry Ranma-kun. Uhm, I’m not really suited to playing mistress, so we played a slightly different game, where I was the princess that ordered her servant girls about.”
Her explanation seemed to satisfy the red-head, an amused smile gracing her face. “Ah, so I would be your princess?”
Mortified anew, Kasumi realized she was letting her fantasies get out of control. “I want you to be you.” Realizing Ranma’s grin meant that wouldn’t be satisfactory, Kasumi amended her answer. “If you wish, I would enjoy serving Hime-sama.”
Her answer seemed to amuse Ranma as the tall red-head captured her hands, gently pulling her close. “So far you’ve known what you’re doing, so I’ll put myself in your hands here. I’m willing to give this a try. As for how long, convince me.”
Heart beating fast, Kasumi realized Ranma was essentially daring her to make her into a woman. “Convince you?”
The athletic red-head smirked at her. “Do you know what I put up with at the Chardin’s? I spent the whole two weeks as a girl, wearing a solid steel corset that was locked on, lingerie, high heels and fancy dresses; all while dealing with an amorous freak that thinks kissing means swallowing your head whole and using his freakishly long tongue to rape your throat. Also, your dad was in a maid outfit, which was also wrong. Oh, and I starved the whole time until my hips collapsed and the corset just fell off.”
As Kasumi stared in confusion at trying to process all of that mental imagery, Ranma sighed and simplified the issue. “I like this body just fine. I could spend the next month in lingerie, high heels and wearing dresses and be fine. It’s the people giving me grief about it that would bother me.”
That was enough information for Kasumi to process, although she was still unsure. “You would wear high heels for a month?”
Ranma shrugged, which caused her large breasts to wobble in interesting ways. “Well, I’d prefer more normal clothes, but I did look in the mirror and this body is hot. I’d look good dressed up, and high heels don’t really slow me down, I can do martial arts in them.”
A rather outrageous idea took hold in Kasumi and slipped out before she had a chance to consider the implications. “Well, if it was a challenge...”
As Kasumi stopped as she realized what she was saying, Ranma merely grinned at her in an almost predatory way.
Entering into Kasumi’s room while leading the older girl by the hand, Ranma found the amusing sight of a bound Nabiki on the bed with a nude Akane kneeling patiently nearby. Seeing Akane kneeling in the nude, her hands folded neatly in her lap looking up at her with a light blush made the red-head grin in amusement. “Did we keep you waiting?”
Blushing anew at the red-head’s grin, Akane recovered herself and bowed forward slightly, speaking up a bit nervously. “I’m ready for my punishment.”
Frowning a little, Kasumi was reminded Akane was the type of girl to cry the worst simply because she was in trouble. “Ranma-kun is not upset with you Akane-chan. I’m sure you’ll feel better afterwards.”
Humming thoughtfully, Ranma swayed over towards the bed, sitting down near the kneeling tomboy. “Well, does it have to be a spanking?”
Surprised by the question and a little curious what was on the red-head’s mind, Kasumi felt a little over dressed in her nightgown as she looked at her nude little sister. “No, a spanking is rather simple, there are many other ways to do it, but they have to be appropriate to the situation.”
Ranma merely nodded in acceptance of the lesson. “Well Akane, in the bathroom, you tried to make me feel good, right? Uhm, what’s that called?”
Being the teacher in the situation, Kasumi answered. “Oral sex or oral pleasure. Formally called fellatio. Commonly called giving head, a blowjob, or sucking your cock.”
Ranma stared at her, seemingly trying to absorb it all at once. “Oral... sex? A girl can’t get pregnant that way, right?”
Somewhat amused by the question, Kasumi realized a potential problem that caused her to blush. “Normally, no, it wouldn’t get a girl pregnant. With you however, that could happen because it can drip down to her womanhood. No need to worry, I’ve kept my sisters and myself on birth control.”
Ranma stared at her for a moment in honest curiosity until she seemed to realize something that got her flustered. “Wait, that stuff is sperm?”
Surprised again, Kasumi decided to ask. “You know what that is?”
Ranma stared at her in innocent surprise. “Huh? Of course I know what it is, I know how sex works. I’ve just never, uhm, what’s the term. Ejaculated. I thought a guy was only supposed to make like a teaspoon of that stuff.”
Kasumi blushed as she realized how Ranma might not make the connections between book learning and the abnormal real life example he knew. “Ah, yes, you make a bit more than normal. Cursed by a fertility god or tanuki I believe? Speaking of which Ranma-kun, do you think you could reduce the amount?”
Tilting her head to the side, Ranma considered the request. “I have no idea how. I can try, but how much is a good amount?”
Thinking about the issue, Kasumi realized Ranma might not be able to hold back too much. Estimating some decent volumes, she put it in terms the martial artist would understand. “About enough to fill up a water balloon without making it burst, in spurts a bit more gentle than your male form did.”
Nodding, Ranma cupped her hands like holding a softball. “Like this?”
Kasumi nodded with a pleasant smile. “Yes, that seems like a good target.”
Satisfied, Ranma turned her attention back to the nude tomboy. “Anyways, you were trying to make me feel good, right? Cause I do feel a lot better now. Guess that’s what they mean about holding it in or whatever.”
Eyeing the manhood that had popped up between Ranma’s bathrobe clad thighs brought a blush to Akane’s cheeks as she answered, being close to blowjob position. “Yes.”
Grinning at the thought, Ranma decided to see how her idea of punishment went. “Well since we don’t have to worry about making a mess in there, you can take care of me in the bath like today and help me train.”
Blushing at the idea of being asked to suck off Ranma again, yet happy to be asked to help with her training, she nodded immediately. “Ah, yes.”
Not quite wanting to rain on their little parade, Kasumi did however have a little idea for spicing things up. “Ranma-kun, that’s isn’t really a punishment, that’s a reward. May I suggest a fun way to handle her punishment?”
Seeing the amusement in Kasumi’s smile kept Ranma from being worried. “Sure.”
Going over to her box of hidden toys, Kasumi came back with a selection of collars in hand. Putting a white collar on the bed, Kasumi handed one of the red collars to Akane. “You could allow Ranma to put that on you. While you’re wearing it, you belong to Ranma-kun and would do as he asked. When you’re not wearing it, you’ll be nice to Ranma-kun and behave.” Considering the issue, Kasumi decided to add a bit more since her little sister might enjoy belonging to Ranma. “You can borrow that one. If you enjoy belonging to Ranma-kun, you can go shopping for a special one just for you.”
Turning to Ranma, Kasumi offered the red-head her own collar. “If you would like to claim me Ranma-kun?”
As Kasumi was lifting up her hair to bare her neck, the red-head could easily figure out what she meant. Remembering their little promise from earlier, Ranma slipped the collar into place around Kasumi’s neck with a pleased smile.
Rather shocked to be holding a slave collar, seeing Kasumi get collared caused a flare of emotions in Akane, notably jealousy and competitiveness. It wasn’t enough to bring a scowl to her face, only enough to get her past her confusion to thrusting her collar out at Ranma with a determined pout.
Looking over at the little tomboy stubbornly holding out her collar made Ranma chuckle warmly at how adorable she looked. “Hehe, you look really cute like that.” Seeing the girl blush madly and look away caused Ranma to panic a little. “Ah, you’re not going to get mad at me for calling you cute, are you?”
That in turn seemed to surprise Akane. “Get mad at you?”
Seeing her deep blush and her hesitance to talk was exactly what Ranma was expecting. “See, you get mad if I treat you like a girl, then you’ll stop talking to me until you’ve had a chance to cool off.”
Akane wanted to deny it, but when she thought back to those times, that was almost exactly what happened, except she wasn’t just upset those times. While she couldn’t think of a way to explain it away, she did think of a counter-question. “Then what about when you call me uncute?”
Tilting her head to the side, the question seemed to confuse Ranma, as if she was surprised the tomboy would ask. “That’s just teasing. You know, like between guys, except ya know, you’re a tomboy so I tone it down.” Considering something for a moment, Ranma continued. “Ah, well, you do get into those girly moods, then you get upset about that too.”
Not sure how to deal with her own emotions and settle the situation, Akane forced herself to consider Ranma. Despite how strange it sounded, that was obviously the red-head’s perspective on the matter. As far as Ranma was concerned, calling her cute made her more upset than uncute. It wasn’t too hard to figure out the rest, Ranma was a bit immature and had previously gone to an all boy’s school, so she already somewhat understood the teasing as teasing.
Was the answer so simple? Blushing furiously, Akane made a more embarrassing request than offering to be collared. “I... I want... I want you to treat me like a girl.”
Ranma gazed at the quivering girl with a worried frown. “Are you sure? You look like you’re already at your limit.”
Akane couldn’t argue with Ranma as she was too flustered to speak properly, but managed to temper her embarrassment enough to hold out her collar towards the statuesque red-head.
Acknowledging her determination, Ranma responded by taking the flustered tomboy’s wrist and gently tugging her over to kneel between her legs. Taking the collar from the blushing little tomboy, Ranma indicated her normal sized and functioning erection that had popped free of her robe. “Will you still take care of this for me?”
Blushing anew, Akane couldn’t help but ask an obvious question. “Why don’t you take care of it yourself?”
Ranma merely stared at her, obviously not taking it as an offense. “I can’t. I don’t know a lot about what made my manhood that way, but I do know I can’t take care of it myself. I can only wait for it to go away.”
A bit concerned, Kasumi wanted to make sure she understood what her new lover meant. “You can’t masturbate to orgasm? By your own touch?”
Ranma shrugged, her breasts threatening to bounce free of her robe. “Basically, something about not wasting the gift or spilling the seed or something like that. Tonight was my first ejaculation, and I think what Akane did for me in the bathroom was my first orgasm.”
Akane smiled a little, pleased at being Ranma’s first pleasure before frowning at the implication. “You really can’t?”
The red-head simply gripped her manhood and pumped her hand up and down it. “I can, it’s just nothing special. A neck-rub feels better. I may as well be rubbing my forearm here.”
That added together with everything else made her feel bad for all the pervert comments, among other things. “Ah, sorry. Yes, I’ll do it for you.”
Kasumi supposed that explained the rest of Ranma’s practical lack of sexual experience. Self-exploration was a rather important first step after all, but she wasn’t about to let her little sister have all the fun. “As will I of course, I would be happy to, although we will have to confine it to the safety of the bathroom until you gain a certain amount of control.”
Ranma relaxed and smiled as things calmed down a bit, although there was one other thing she wanted to run by Akane. “Speaking of that, I was thinking of making this a challenge for a month. This body, female outfits, but being manly with you girls, that sort of thing.”
Seeing that Kasumi was looking expectantly at her as well, Akane realized the statement was directed at her. “You’re going to stay this way for a month?”
Ranma shrugged, a plump pink nipple escaping her robe this time, briefly distracting both sisters. “Yeah, like the Chardin thing, except fun. Figured I’d give it a try, but I didn’t know if you’d object. You barely tolerate our engagement as it is, and you’re always complaining extra hard when I’m a girl.” Glancing at Kasumi, the red-head seemed to realize something. “Oh yeah, Kasumi would probably take the engagement if you don’t want to deal with it.”
It took Akane a moment to puzzle out what she was hearing, since it took her a moment to figure out why Ranma might think she wanted out of the engagement now. To her shock, it actually sounded somewhat reasonable, which only served to panic her a bit. She didn’t know what to say as she still didn’t understand why Ranma would stay in her current form, except of course for having a nice sized manhood. Ranma thinking she would object and drop the engagement because her futa form was mostly girl was a surprise, as was the suggestion Kasumi could take over the engagement. “Uhm, sorry, I was more curious about why you were going to stay that way for a month?”
Ranma pulled off her robe as most of her naughty bits had already escaped the loose cloth. “Seeing how it works out. This sexual stuff won’t work too well with my guy form, in this form we can both enjoy it, right?”
Staring at Ranma’s crotch, Akane blushed as she realized the smooth hairless rod of flesh jutting forth at a lazy leftwards lean was pretty much her ideal cock. About the size of a large banana, she could comfortably enjoy it and from what she’d gathered, Ranma could enjoy it as well.
Ranma’s body was also interesting, as it wasn’t the cuddly petite cute girl form she’d gotten used to seeing. She was taller, about where Akane’s chin would rest in her cleavage if they were standing, taller than Kasumi but shorter than Kuno. Although clearly a beautiful athletic woman, she could also see enough of Ranma’s male form to make this new form attractively familiar.
The usual downside was that some girl at school would make a disparaging remark about Ranma that left her in the lurch as his fiancee, in this case also slighting her femininity. Considering they’d done a fair bit of sexual stuff, she was feeling pretty secure in her sexuality today. “Ah, right.” Not sure what to say, she leaned forward and gave Ranma’s dick a kiss, causing it to twitch flop against her cheek in response.
Reminded that she was still in some new relationship with Akane she didn’t quite understand, Ranma went with the flow and collared her. That did remind her of something though. “Can you wear a ribbon or something? To remind me to treat you like a girl.”
Watching as Ranma buckled the collar around her neck, Akane took a moment to stare back up at the red-head. “Ah, sure, I can do that.” Fingering her collar and staring up at Ranma brought something else to mind. “I suppose I should go ahead and apologize for my first mistake. I’m sorry for being unpleasant because you turned into a boy that first day. If you’re going to be in this form, would you give me another chance at being friends too?”
Ranma smiled at Akane, finding her especially cute tonight. “Mhmm, let’s get along.”
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