[Episode 263659] [Episode 263659]Akane finally said something. “I see no story...just a mirror. A camera that does my posing for me. You are like so many of the men I've dated.” She stopped staring and let Ranko do the staring. “Okay! I'll let you date me. It'll all be so nostalgic,” she said, doing a model's hands-on-hips, other-shoulder-up, a slight toss of the head. “I may even let you kiss me.”
Suddenly Ranko didn't want to do that. This girl was beautiful, but it only went skin deep. This wasn't the kind of girl that really appealed to Ranma. What kind of girl that was, she had no idea. He had been so obsessed with martial arts, he had never found out.
But maybe she was wrong. Her heart was beating faster, her nerve endings were more alert, her nipples were hard – and her pussy was burning. “I've got a job to do!”
“That can wait,” Akane said, reaching to pull the redhead's back to her. Ranko recognized the instinctive moves of a natural. If this Akane could put her mind to it, she could be a martial artist.
But she couldn't (yet), so Ranko dodged her, and grabbed the mop from its bucket. “I need to get some real clothes.”
“Oh, dear, yes. The maids only wear those kind of aprons as a joke. They are so cutie-tacky.”
“What?!” Ranko looked harder at the pink, lacy and Hello Kitty a little more closely. “I'm a joke!?”
“Not just you. Most girls are put through it. It's a...test, I guess.”
“Kasu-umi is in on this?!” Come to think of it, it was Sakura that had given her this stupid thing.
“Yes. And no. She's...well, sort-of out-voted. I wouldn't blame her. Here! Let me help!” Ranko wasn't quite aware of it at the moment, but a miracle had just occurred. Then the magic. “It's been awhile. I'm a little out of practice.” The platinum blond with the red streak raised her hands in front of her as if she were holding something, and chanted some strange words.
Akane's broom moved on its own. Hesitantly at first, the thing began sweeping by itself ...though in a swirling, random fashion. Ranko nodded, and followed behind the broom, mopping only the cleaned swaths of the floor. By losing herself in the “martial arts technique”, she was able to take her mind off being naked with a girl as a girl. A horny, afraid girl.
“It's like we're dancing!” Akane “sang”. The broom became more consistent, leaving less and less of the floor unswept. And Ranma followed right along. With the speed of Akane's magic and Ranma's techniques, the long, long hallway was just about thoroughly cleaned in short order. Pleased, ready to go over the spots that Akane's earlier efforts had missed, Ranko turned to see how ….
“Oh, dear,” Akane sympathized. “You definitely need to get some clothes. At least some panties.”
The hall was streaked with Ranko's pussy juices. (If she didn't live in an manga-based reality, there wouldn't be as much of it.)
“Perhaps I can get in the mood.” Akane offered.
Ranko had her first girlfriend. – Only she wasn't a girlfriend she really wanted! The body said yes; the mind said no. The phobia would decide which was the stronger.
(Welcome to the frustration of being a woman, Ranma.)
(Posted Tue, 23 Sep 2014 04:05)
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