[Episode 260226] [Episode 260226]Akane suddenly banging her head on the desk interrupted the boys chattering about Ranma’s sexy new body in that tight little gym outfit. The tomboy could unfortunately understand their perverse interest, sporting an uncomfortable erection herself. Realizing she had everyone’s attention, she decided to make the most of it. “Tell the teacher I’m not feeling well. I’m not going to gym class.”
Letting that sink in, she glared at the boys. “And you perverts had better leave Ranma alone.”
The boys backed up instinctively as Akane was giving off seriously pissed vibes, her mood far fouler than usual. With no real argument to make, they left for gym class, secretly hoping to get a good look at Ranma on the way.
Yuka approached her friend. “Are you okay Akane-chan?”
Akane gently banged her head into her desk again, leaving herself face down there. She didn’t particularly want to talk about it with anyone just yet, and talking to the girls while she was trying not to have a boner was something she wanted to seriously avoid. “No. Just go on without me.”
Her friends stared at each other, unsure what to do. Part of that sounded melodramatic, to go on without her like a fallen comrade. On the other hand, she sounded like she seriously didn’t want to talk to anyone right now. It was probably Ranma related as usual, the redhead had been acting more than a little odd today, even with being stuck as a girl aside. “Alright.”
The girls finally leaving her alone, Akane put her arms on the desk and stretched out, partially to keep her hands from wandering. This time her erection was trying to escape down the right leg of her spandex shorts, which was even worse than last time. To top everything off, it would be impossible to wear her gym clothes without showing off her new addition, so she’d be skipping gym until she found a cure. Compared to the reactions if everyone found out, it would be a small sacrifice to make.
Finding herself where she’d be left alone for a bit, Ranma took a moment to center herself.
Being surrounded by the boys had affected her far more than she’d have liked. It wasn’t a desire to have sex with them, but she’d been uncomfortably aware of them and their interest in her body, and her body had responded. Luckily it was a bit slow to respond, taking a few seconds to warm up at least, but her nipples were plainly obvious now through her sports bra and thin shirt. Focusing a bit more, she tried to ignore the sensations and let them pass, putting her mind to other things.
She could deal with this new problem by hanging out with the guys to gain resistance to this new awareness, but besides the obvious ways that could backfire, she preferred the extra alone time now anyways. On the other hand, avoiding them too obviously might gain her some unwanted attention.
Then there was the issue with Akane. It was a relief to at least know that indirectly seeing her manhood didn’t have any real affect on her now, so that was one less thing to worry about. The issue with her dosojin curse was also strange, as Akane didn’t seem to be fully affected by it. Sure, she was a tomboy with a lack of feminine grace, but she still tried to be feminine and managed to be cute even in her failures. Perhaps trying to be feminine was a way to combat the male influence of the spirit?
Akane had also mentioned she wanted to be the girl in the relationship, which seemed to be a rather odd admission at this point. It might be possible that having sex with the tomboy in that way might reverse things a bit and perhaps even cure the dosojin curse?
On the other hand, the feminizing and emasculating curses were apparently transmitted through sex, so if she misjudged that, it might well be the last time she did something manly.
Finally, there was her outfit. This was the first time she’d made use of the outfit change system of her bracelet and the resulting gym outfit was a bit too skimpy even by her admittedly male standards. There were a number of reasons she might have gotten a sexy gym outfit, but the one that came to mind was that it was a bad idea to change outfits while showing off to the guys.
With that in mind, she changed into one of her exercise outfits, the tight yoga pants and exercise shirt covering a lot more skin even if they did little to conceal her curves.
Still a bit sensitive from her arousal, Ranma began a casual workout, lightly going through some Bajiquan forms. With her extra speed training and her new form, it might be a good idea to work on her explosive short range moves and the range closing movements that would get her there.
If nothing else, it was fantastic stress relief.
As lunch began, Ranma found herself in a bit of a situation. The boys were gathering around again, wanting to spend some time ‘talking’ to the busty red-head in the pretty dress.
Seconds later, there was a small bang as Akane stood up and slammed her hands on her desk.
With the boys backing up, the tomboy got control of herself as she tried to act like a cute girl. “Ah, Ranma, do you want to eat lunch together?”
Considering her situation, it was probably a good thing Akane was willing to scare the boys off. “Here or outside?”
Akane relaxed as she realized the redhead was willing to spend some time with her. “Either is fine.”
Ranma pulled out her bento before standing up, now the tallest in class with the addition of her modest heels that brought her almost up to Kuno’s height. “Okay, outside then. You could use the fresh air.” Pausing slightly, Ranma grinned at the tomboy. “Unless of course, you’re suddenly feeling ill again.”
Reminded of her new condition, Akane faced a moment of crisis as she realized the sexy redhead could easily put her into a compromising situation. On the other hand, she needed to make some progress and this was a chance she needed to take. Getting her own bento out, she hoped having some of Ranma’s cooking in it might give her an ice-breaker. “I’m fine.”
Unfortunately for her, as they walked out, they were joined by Ukyou, Yuka, Sayuri and a few other girls from class. As they found a spot outside for their little picnic and started eating, Akane frowned slightly as she realized having company would make it awkward to compliment Ranma’s cooking, not that it wouldn’t be awkward already.
To her surprise, Ranma asked her anyways. “So, how are my dishes Akane-chan?”
Hoping Ukyou wouldn’t pick up on the honorific, the tomboy wondered how to reply. “It’s tasty, although maybe too spicy for lunch?”
Ranma expressed mild surprise as she learned something new. “Oh? I didn’t know your tummy was that delicate.”
With Ukyou distracted by their strange new banter, Yuka asked the burning question. “You cooked for Akane?”
The redhead humphed in amusement at the suggestion. “I was cooking with my mother this morning. Akane-chan just happened to get some is all.”
Not wanting them to ask another question when they were obviously curious, Ranma hoped to settle it with a bit more elaboration. “My mother is strict about gender roles, so if I’m stuck as a girl I need to wear the proper clothes and we can cook together. My normal curse gives her some trouble as I end up cross-dressing as a girl in male clothes, so I’ve tried to stay a guy around her before.”
Even Akane was surprised to hear that, perhaps more so than the others as she had been a witness to the drama of Ranma’s curse and his mother’s odd ideas. It was surprising, but she could see it as auntie had been rather happy to teach them to cook and even take them bra shopping during the Ranko days. Wait, did that mean auntie might try to set Ranma up with a husband now?
Ukyou had different concerns. “Your mother is making you act like a girl?”
Amused by the concern, the redhead gave her relaxed smile. “No, she asked nicely. It’s nice to spend the time together since we’ve been apart most of my life.”
The girls were a bit unsure how to take that, as Ranma was typically a rather boisterous guy, yet there had been the time he’d gone off for some sort of bridal training and ended up having a dining battle at the school while dressed as an elegant lady. The things Ranma did were generally incomprehensible, so they generally didn’t worry about figuring out the why. The more pressing question for them was just how far Ranma would be taking this at school. “Do you have any idea how long you’ll be a girl?”
Ranma considered her answer for a moment, not seeing much point in keeping it a secret. “It’s permanent. It was a Musk potion for burning the curse out.”
Ukyou glanced at Akane. “Nabiki-sempai didn’t say anything about it being permanent.”
Ranma merely shrugged. “It’s their older technique for locking curses, meant for guys that turn into girls. Shanpu got hit by it too, so if she doesn’t get the cure before it activates, she’ll be a cat forever. I just happened to have a lot of bad luck that night.”
The brunette chef gazed at her childhood love in concern, for her and their relationship. “There’s no cure at all?”
The redhead considered if it would be worth revealing a hint of something in order to see their reactions. “The whole point of the potion is to keep me a girl and make it so I can get pregnant.”
Akane gave a strangled noise at hearing that, luckily lowering her voice so she didn’t shout. “Pregnant?”
Wondering what she was thinking, Ranma took a chance to explain a bit about the curses and the Musk. “Since girls make all their eggs at birth, with the girl curse I was sterile as a girl, so getting pregnant was impossible. The Musk have this thing for turning animals into women to make brides; so say a wolf, cursed to be a woman, still has wolf eggs with just enough magic to get pregnant by a guy and make a kid with wolf traits. Their normal locking method doesn’t help if they want to turn a guy into a girl and get her pregnant, so they created that potion. So it’s like I was born a girl, except with extra female magic on top to keep me sexy, fertile and keep me from turning back into a guy. You know, what you’d expect from perverts like them.”
Ukyou stared, already regretting asking just from seeing Ranma explain all of that so casually. “Aren’t you upset?”
Ranma shrugged. “If I see Mousse, I’ll beat the shit out of him if Granny hasn’t already taken care of him. I’ve already slapped the stupid out of Ryouga. Not a whole lot else to do except man up and move on.”
Ukyou glanced at Ranma in confusion, unclear on something. “What does Ryouga-kun have to do with it?”
The redhead chuckled at the memory. “He just picked the wrong night to annoy me, was going on about how he wouldn’t fight me now that I was a helpless girl.”
Akane glared at the memory, although most everyone present thought it was directed at Ranma. “...and you knew he was P-chan all along?”
Ranma met her with a dull look in return, no longer having any need to make her happy. “I learned about it right around when you decided to adopt a piglet you found in the rain. I’d promised to keep it a secret and help, but with you playing cuddles with him, I dropped the most obvious hints I could.”
To the girls’ surprise, Akane meekly dropped the subject.
Seeing the mood, Yuka switched subjects. “So, you won’t be joining the boys in the showers or gym anymore, right?”
Ranma nodded, wondering herself what to do about that situation. “Not gonna change back with a hot shower, so that’d just be giving a free show and inviting some attention I don’t want. I need to be careful using the magic change too, so I’ll probably change in a private room or something.”
Sayuri was a bit surprised. “You’re not going to try and join the girls class?”
Humming a bit, Ranma considered if now was the time to drop a bombshell. “We should be moving shortly, so I might just change schools as well.”
Akane was the most surprised by that news, staring at the redhead in shock. “Moving?”
Ranma merely raised an eyebrow at her, wondering why she was that surprised. Had she not thought there would be consequences? “Obviously. I was only living with you due to the engagement, which is over.”
Despite having it made clearly to her already, it was still a shock to the tomboy to hear it again. The shock of the engagement being over was one thing, but if Ranma left, there would be no making it up to her. Unfortunately, she didn’t have a clue what to say to begin to fix things.
Hesitantly, Ukyou put a hand on her chest, which was currently bound mostly flat and beneath a boy’s uniform. “What about me?”
Glancing at her childhood friend, Ranma decided to be obvious. “I’ve always considered you a childhood friend that wants more, so nothing has changed for me. If you want to date me you can since I don’t have an engagement in the way now, so feel free to seduce me all you want... although I’d prefer you to stop dressing like a guy.”
“...but, what about,” Ranma stopped her there, not wanting her to finish the accusation. “You can’t guilt me into love, and I’m pretty sure you don’t want pity. Have a little pride as a woman and do it on your own.”
Ukyou stared at her for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, suddenly she ripped her uniform coat open, exposing a hint of bound cleavage beneath the a partially buttoned white dress shirt. Her chest partially exposed, the chef pounced across the space between them, pushing Ranma onto her back, pressing down on her chest-to-chest. “That... was the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.”
Ranma laughed, holding her bento out of the way with one hand and her chopsticks with the other, rather amused by her compromising situation. “Oh? Did I flip your switch?”
Blushing a bit, Akane relied upon her fallback of moral outrage for dealing with this new situation. “Hey! Cut that out!”
The redhead merely glanced her way before turning back to the brunette intent on ravishing her. “Just ignore her, she gets all flustered at the idea of two girls getting close.”
Ukyou continued to stare into those deep blue eyes, inches away from kissing when the words percolated through her mind. “Ignore who?”
The reaction drawing for a new round of bemused laughter, Ranma thrust her big firm tits into Ukyou’s own chest to push her back a bit. “I give you points for enthusiasm, but let me up so I can finish my lunch.”
“Awww.” Reluctantly, the cross-dressing girl withdrew a bit, but only so far as to keep them chest-to-chest sitting up facing each other, their hips side-by-side.
Bringing her bento back into her lap, Ranma flipped her chopsticks around to use the other end, lifting out a piece of spicy chicken. “Here, I’ll share some of my lunch as a reward for a good effort.”
A bit surprised by how quickly Ranma had derailed her, Ukyou gobbled the morsel of food without really thinking about it. The spices on her tongue brought her back to awareness, bringing her inner chef out for a moment to realize this would be suitable as a deluxe okonomiyaki topping. That brought her back to realizing she was almost sitting in Ranma’s lap and eating her cooking, which was a surprisingly nice change of pace. “You cooked this?”
The redhead had a chuckle as she gave the brunette a wry smile. “I learned to do a lot of things since I was six.”
Ukyou had to guess that was another hint, although she was still coming to terms with the suggestion she should start acting like a woman instead of depending on their childhood memories. Speaking of which, she was suddenly looking forward to their date. “So... I get to seduce you?”
Ranma found the situation amusing, offering her some vegetables now, just a taste to show off her own cooking and balance out the flavor of the chicken. “Yes, seduce, so a little romancing and foreplay first next time.”
Eating the offered food with a blush, Ukyou was not only embarrassed by the subtle reminder to be gentler, but also from realizing that Ranma was hand-feeding her a bit of her own lunch. “Ah, sorry, it was the heat of the moment.”
Angry and jealous, Akane wasn’t able to act on those emotions as something else suddenly got her attention, causing her to cross both arms over her stomach. Seeing Ranma pushed down then hand-feeding Ukyou had brought her manhood to full mast and this time it was pointing straight up, the tip having already escaped her shorts.
Ranma gave her a glance at hearing the movement and raised an eyebrow. “Feeling sick again?”
Everyone’s attention on her, Akane merely made a strangled sound and nodded.
The redhead sighed and packed up her bento. “I’ll take her home then, I guess the chicken really was too spicy for her.” Briefly, she turned her attention back to the brunette chef. “Ucchan, when you come to pick me up, can you bring our schoolbags and bentos? You can come right after school, then go home to get changed.”
Drawing back a bit, Ukyou was reluctant to end what might be their most romantic date so far. On the other hand, she was being offered a better chance in only a few hours. “Alright.”
Ranma grinned as a thought struck her. “It might be amusing if you asked my mother for permission to date me. May as well give her a bit of mother-daughter experience since you’re dressed for the part.”
Off to the side, Akane boiled over even as she was hoping it wouldn’t reach her modest cleavage and become obvious anyways. “Stop flirting!”
Giving the flustered tomboy a glance, Ukyou leaned in to give Ranma a kiss on the cheek in a show of gentlemanly behavior. “Of course honey, I’ll be by after school.”
That settled, Ranma turned to perverted futanari of their group. “Well Akane-chan, you want me to take you home or not?”
Realizing her situation, Akane nodded meekly, her erection already pressing into the front of her dress. Only her position, hunched over with her arms in front of her belly, was concealing it at the moment. “Yes, please.”
Satisfied with the response, Ranma whipped her up into a princess carry to reduce the chance of someone catching a glimpse, casually cradling the smaller girl in her arms. “Well, tell the teacher she was sick and all that.”
Once they were safely out of school, Ranma slowed down from her light jog to a more comfortable stroll as her heels clicked on the pavement.
Akane, for her part was now glad for the rescue. The monster had escaped her shorts at this point and was past the front of her dress, the head poking into the white blouse just under her breasts. One night of experimenting with Nabiki on what was essentially a dare was one thing, but dealing with this thing every day at school?
As they went along, Akane realized she had all new problems. On one hand, her erection was in no danger of flopping free because it was firmly lodged up the front of her dress. On the other hand, that meant it was not only rubbing against her blouse, but also the underside of Ranma’s breasts, which encased in their bra were about five inches wide and stuck out a good seven inches. Ranma either hadn’t noticed or was doing an admirable job of ignoring her situation.
She was so distracted that she was home before she realized it, Ranma calling out that they were home. Wandering into the family room, they were both surprised to see Nabiki lazing about, her own erection visibly wobbling free of her shorts. “Woohoo, looking hot Ranma. You show my little brother a good time?”
Frowning at the girl, Ranma set the futa tomboy down, her own erection visibly pushing out the front of her dress like she was trying to hide a baseball bat in there. “You’ve got it too Nabiki-kun? Did you have sex with Akane-chan?”
Blinking in surprise at the rather odd honorifics, Nabiki shrugged then shifted her hips so her manhood would wobble about. “How’d you guess? Nothing as impressive as what you did, but we fooled around.”
The redhead sighed, wondering just how much of this was Nabiki. “She’s cursed and can pass it along via sex.”
Nabiki rolled over onto her back, pretending to read her book but showing off her flagpole in the hopes of getting a reaction. “Oh, cool.”
Wanting to change the subject, Ranma glanced at her mother. “I’ve got a date this afternoon, so I’ll be going out.”
Not getting the reaction she wanted, Nabiki shifted into mock anger. “A date? You’ve got to pick which one of us you want as a fiance, or are you such a slut you want us both?”
Rolling her eyes and ignoring the shameless futa, Ranma knelt down at one of the pillows. Then, suddenly she was striding over to Nabiki, pillow in hand, whapping the girl about the head before she knew what was happening. “You stupid pervert! Have some shame! That’s my mother and your older sister you’re embarrassing!” Satisfied that Nabiki’s feathers had been metaphorically ruffled, Ranma turned to Akane with the pillow slung over her shoulder. “Hey, was that a proper pervert bashing?”
Blushing herself, Akane tried to hide the tent in the front of her dress, despite how impossible it was. “Uh, yeah.”
Satisfied, Ranma went over to sit by her mother.
Not wanting to explain her condition, Akane shuffled off to her room, holding the front of her school uniform down. She had the weirdest boner right now.
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