Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Ranma’s New Experience

Chapter 1 – Arrival

Ranma walked down the hallway. She was soaked to the skin and incredibly embarrassed. Her father, still a panda, had dragged him to one of his old friends’ house, quite literally dragged him.

Genma stomped down the hall, Ranma screaming on his shoulder.

“Put me down, I said I didn’t want to be any part of this!” Ranma screamed, beating on his shoulder fruitlessly.

Suddenly a young girl and an older man ran around a corner in front of them. They caught sight of the massive panda and turned immediately around.

“Oh…oh come on pop, you’re scaring them!” Ranma shrieked loudly.

“Are these your friends father?” The oldest of the girls asked.

The man shook his head.

“Then what’s a panda doing here?!” The other brown haired girl asked.

The man shook his head furiously.

Genma grabbed her and put her down in front of them.

“Um…you wouldn’t happen to be…Ranma?” The man asked.

“I…uh…I am Ranma Saotome…Sorry ’bout this.” Ranma stuttered in a quiet girlish voice.

“Oh Ranma! It’s so good to see you!” The older man yelled, “I’m Soun Tendo!”

“Father, you’re right, he’s really cute.” The middle girl said, “I’m Nabiki.”

Soun suddenly grabbed Ranma and pulled her into a tight embrace. He stopped for a minute and squeezed Ranma curiously. Soun pushed her back and looked at her.

The girl named Nabiki stepped forward in her flowered Kimono and reached out. Ranma almost jumped as her hands pressed against her breasts. Nabiki felt up and down her chest. Ranma did jump when her hand slid inside Ranma’s red shirt and felt her bare tits. Her hand popped out and pulled her shirt open.

“He’s a she father!” Nabiki cried, pointing at Ranma’s bare breasts.

“A…a girl!!” Soun screamed, falling over.

“Father!” The oldest girl cried, dropping to his side.

“That was unpleasant.” Ranma said, closing her shirt with a shiver.

The all grouped around Soun as the eldest girl and the blue haired girl pulled him into a lying position in the small dining room. Kasumi threw a thick blanket over him and a shoved a pillow under his head.

“Oh poor father, he must be so disappointed. Oh Ranma, I’m sorry, I’m Kasumi! It’s a pleasure to have you here.” The eldest daughter said, realizing her lack of manners.

“Who are you kidding, I’m the disappointed one!” Nabiki said, frowning, “I wanted to know what kind of man this Ranma was and then I remember that ‘he’ is a ‘she’!”

“Stop it sis! She’s come a long way to visit us. Sorry about Nabiki, I’m Akane.” The blue haired girl said, smiling happily.

“Look, he’s waking up.” Kasumi said, looking over her father.

“Daddy, this is your fault!” Nabiki said, “Couldn’t you have checked whether he was a she or not?”

“Saotome told me he had a son!” Soun said, staring at the ceiling.

“What part of this is male!” Nabiki said, ripping Ranma’s shirt open.

“Please stop doing that!” Ranma said, closing her eyes.

“It doesn’t matter that she’s a girl, she’s still a guest!” Akane said, closing Ranma’s shirt back up again.

“Girls please.” Soun reprimanded them.

“Well, while your here Ranma, want to see our dojo?” Akane said, standing up.

They walked through the house to a large open room.

“How about a small match, just for fun.” Akane said, walking to one side of the dojo.

“Sure.” Ranma said, clasping her hands behind her back.

Akane placed her legs and took a strong stance. After a minute she lunged forward.

She was fast, only Ranma was much faster. She jumped straight up and Akane’s punch when harmlessly below her.

They sparred for a while, or rather,Akane attacked Ranma and Ranma easily dodged every single blow. Akane lunged for a harder punch and Ranma jumped up and over her. She poked Akane in the back of the head.

Akane turned around and looked at her.

Ranma just started to laugh. Akane frowned for a second and then busted up laughing as well.

“I’m glad you’re a girl.” Akane chuckled, walking for the door.

“Why?” Ranma asked.

“Because I couldn’t stand loosing to a boy.” Akane said, smiling as she walked out.

Ranma cringed and followed Akane back to the main room. Soun and Nabiki were gone.

“Ranma, why don’t you come with me.” Kasumi said, getting up. She was wearing a full length dress and a white apron.

“Ok.” Ranma said, picking up her backpack and sleeping bag.

She followed Kasumi upstairs and into a nice room.

“You can have this one Ranma, if you would like, there are some other rooms that your father can take.” Kasumi said, opening the slider to a bedroom.

“It’s ok, we’ve slept together for our entire trip. At least in here, we won’t have to actually sleep together for warmth.” Ranma said, dropping his pack.

“Uh…um…well, why don’t you go down and take a nice warm bath. Dinner will be ready in an hour.” Kasumi said, stuttering slightly.

“Nah, i’m ok.” Ranma said, shrugging.

“Nonsense, after all that fighting, you must be sweaty. I already have a hot bath ready.” Kasumi said, pushing Ranma out of the room.

“Um…ok, I guess I’ll take a bath.” Ranma said, taking a towel from her.

She walked down the stairs to the bathroom. Ranma stripped her shirt, pants and boxers off. She walked into the small bath room and put her towel on a rack on the wall. The room was warm and slightly steamy.

Sitting down on a small stool, Ranma filled a tub with cold water and splashed it over herself. Ranma gave a sudden shiver and moved for the hot bath tub.

As she settled into the hot water, a familiar feeling washed over her. Ranma’s breasts shrank, her pussy changed and her hair darkened to a bluish black. A thick twelve inch hard cock grew quickly from her ‘ahem’ his crotch. His body thickened slightly and he settled down into the water.

“What to do now…Suppose there’s nothing to be had.” Ranma mumbled, sinking to his chin in water. His long ponytail floated around until it touched the front of his neck.

He started to climb out of the water when the door slid open. Akane was standing completely naked there and Ranma looked her over. She had an unshaven pussy and medium C cup breasts.

Akane’s eyes fell to his dick, a flaccid six inches hanging in front of him.

She shut the door and Ranma continued on his washing.

There was a loud scream outside the bathroom. The scream led down the hall as Akane ran away.

Ranma thought it best to get dressed and hurry out there before anything worse happened. He walked into the small room between the bath room and the hall. He changed into his old clothes quickly and headed out of the bath.

“There’s a pervert in the bathroom!” Akane screamed through the house.

Ranma walked a little faster.

“That’s odd, I thought Ranma was in there. I hope she’s ok.” Kasumi’s voice floated down the hall.

“‘Scuse me.” Ranma said, looking at his feet.

“Who are you?” Nabiki asked.

“I’m Ranma Saotome, sorry ’bout this.” Ranma said, scratching his head.

Everyone stared at him, including Akane who was standing with a table over her head.

*******

Ranma and his father Genma knelt in the doorway. Ranma was wet and cold, her father had thrown her into the pond outside.

“So you got these curses at the Cursed Springs of Jusenkyo. Interesting.” Soun said, scratching his chin.

Akane glared at him, Nabiki stared at him and Kasumi just looked puzzled.

“So cold water makes you a woman and you a panda, while hot water turns you back. It all makes sense.” Soun clapped his hands together.

“So Ranma, who are you going to marry?” Genma asked.

“There’s my eldest Kasumi, nineteen. My second daughter Nabiki, seventeen and my youngest daughter, Akane, sixteen.” Soun said, pointing to each one of them.

“I think Akane should marry him. It would be the best for her.” Nabiki said, putting an arm around her sister.

“Of course, Akane, you hate men and so this is the best choice for you besides being a lesbian!” Kasumi said innocently.

“What! Why me!? I can’t marry this pervert!” Akane cried.

“Whaddya mean pervert? You walked in on me naked!” Ranma screamed.

“You saw me naked though!” Akane denied loudly.

“It doesn’t matter, I’ve seen myself plenty of times.” Ranma said, “And at least I have something to look at, ironing board chest! Now I’m going back to China to fix this damn curse.”

“Ironing board…why you…I WILL KILL YOU!” Akane screamed, grabbing the kitchen table as Ranma turned to leave.

She brought it crashing down on his head and Ranma’s lights went out as she hit the ground.

*******

“Ohhh…” Ranma moaned, sitting up. Her head ached and she was lying on a bed roll in her room. Kasumi was kneeling next to him in a long pink dress and a white apron. Nabiki sat by her in short white shorts and a green t-shirt.

“How’re you doing?” Kasumi asked.

“Head hurts, wish I wasn’t here.” Ranma mumbled.

“You know, she’s really a sweet girl at heart, she’s just hopelessly violent.” Kasumi said.

“Sis, i don’t think you’re helping any.” Nabiki said pessimistically.

“Well, when you’re feeling better, why don’t you head on downstairs for a warm bath, it’ll help you relax. Hopefully when you’re feeling better, you and Akane could actually talk about this.” Kasumi said, getting up and walking out.

“And if that doesn’t work, we could get together for a night. I could really show you some stuff. Being a man who changes into a woman, you can have the chance of experiencing a woman’s pleasure.” Nabiki whispered, kissing Ranma on the lips.

“I…um…what…” Ranma stuttered as she walked out.

Ranma stopped and scratched her head. She had only gotten the curse a few weeks ago and she hadn’t spent much time as a girl. She hadn’t really thought anything too sexual about her girl body except for maybe staring at and feeling up her wonderful breasts.

She had certainly never considered having sex as a woman. She had the mind of a guy and the inherent male repulsion to putting something inside himself.

Getting up, Ranma headed for the hall, rubbing the back of her head. Between the huge goose egg on the back of her head and the now puzzling thought of sex as a woman, her head ached.

She walked to the bathroom and slid the first door open. Closing it behind her, Ranma stripped completely naked and threw a towel around her neck. She walked to the bath door.

The door slid open of its own accord and Akane was standing their just as naked.

“Um…ooops…” Ranma muttered.

“Why you PERVERT!” Akane howled, taking a swing at him. She slapped Ranma painfully on the cheek and slammed the door.

“Ah son of a bitch!” Ranma yelled, rubbing her cheek.

She quickly put on her boxers and stepped out of the bathroom.

“Are you gone yet?!” Akane yelled.

“Yes, hurry up.” Ranma said impatiently. She was tired of being a girl and needed to go do spar with her father.

There was a rustling and then the door opened.

Akane stepped out and took a look at her.

“PERVERT! Have you no modesty?” Akane cried. Ranma was only wearing a small towel around her neck and her boxers.

“Nope, i’m a guy and this is modest.” Ranma said, walking into the bathroom.

Akane huffed and ran off.

*******

Ranma huffed and fell onto his bed roll. Genma and her had a difficult match that lasted into the night and ended with Genma throwing Ranma into the pond again.

She stripped her clothes off and slid into the bed only wearing boxers.

Genma was sleeping in a bed on the other side of the small room. Ranma saw his chest rising and falling quietly as she pulled the blankets up over herself.

As her mind started to wander, Ranma remembered Nabiki’s kiss and her comment. What did had she meant about a woman’s pleasure. As she thought about it, a strange warmth began to emanate from between her legs.

Her hand moved on its own, caressing down her stomach and into her boxers. The warmth heightened and a delightful feeling began to spread through her body. Her hand pushed over the soft pubic hair in her crotch and felt around the mound above her pussy.

She felt the outer lips of her pussy and shivered in pleasure. Ranma’s first finger felt down the slit and back up it. She squeaked as the nerves in her pussy convulsed her muscles.

“What…what is this feeling…” Ranma mumbled, letting her hand explore further.

Ranma was fairly knowledgeable when it came to male sex. She knew what she would do, she knew what it felt like to masturbate as a man and she had done it before. She was however a virgin, for the art of ‘Anything-Goes’ martial arts had pretty much dominated her life and stopped her from developing a relationship with a woman.

Her body was burning and pleasure like she had never felt was flowing from her vagina. Suddenly, her exploring finger, pushed into her lower lips. Ranma’s hand pushed further until her middle finger was completely buried inside herself.

Pure pleasure burned and flowed from her as she twisted and flicked the finger inside herself. She felt a warm wetness dripping down her palm. a small spot on her boxers was getting wetter by the minute.

“Oh god…” Ranma moaned, pulling up as she dug her finger into herself.

She bit down tightly on other hand to stop herself from moaning too loudly.

Something inside her continued to grow and blossom, furthering her pleasure more and more.

Arching her back and writhing around, Ranma continued to pleasure herself, pushing her middle finger up against the inside of her vagina.

She twisted and turned until the pleasure climaxed. Arching her back, she pushed her chest up off the bed and almost screamed through the finger in her mouth. Her body exploded with pleasure and a small spurt of liquid shot out of her convulsing pussy.

“Aaaahh….” Ranma moaned loudly, falling back into the bed.

Looking around, Ranma realized she had tossed and turned until the blankets rolled off her. There was a large wet spot beneath her crotch and the entire front of her boxers were soaked.

She brought her hand up to her mouth and smelled it, there was a tantalizing smell stuck to it. Licking the juice that was coating her hand, Ranma found it delicious and licked it all up.

“Have fun?” Nabiki’s voice came from behind him at the doorway.

“N..Nabiki?!” Ranma shrieked, flipping over.

“The pictures will be ¥8500 dear Ranma, or I could share them with everyone in the house.” Nabiki said, waving about a dozen Polaroids around in her hand.

“What!?” Ranma yelled.

There was a loud obnoxious snore from Genma on the other side of the room.

Chapter 2 – A Helpful Hand

Ranma had been in the Tendo’s house a few days now and his father was getting impatient with his lack of effort towards courting Akane or one of Soun’s other daughters.

“Ranma! You will go in there and you will give this relationship a chance damn it. If you don’t seduce Akane, i will beat the crap out of you!” Genma whispered angrily. He then kicked Ranma through the doorway and he walked away.

Ranma fell painfully on the ground in Akane’s room. Akane was sitting at her desk near the window.

“Um…Hi Akane.” Ranma said, getting up.

“Hi.” Akane snapped angrily.

“How’re…how’re you doing?” Ranma asked innocently.

“Fine, what do you want pervert? Trying to catch me naked again?” Akane snapped, turning around.

“What the heck?! I was just trying to give this relationship a chance. What’s your problem?” Ranma asked, stepping back.

“My problem is when a pervert like you looks for every chance to see me naked and then expects me to be nice about it.” Akane screamed, getting up from her chair.

“I’m not a pervert, I wasn’t trying to see you naked!” Ranma screamed.

“Then why were you there?!” Akane howled, backhanding him across the face.

“God damn it, I was just going to take a bath. Screw this, all i had wanted to do was try and make my dad happy. But you’re not going to let that happen.” Ranma screamed, turning for the door.

Nabiki was standing in it.

“You two sound like a fighting couple already.” Nabiki teased.

“What is it Nabiki?!” Ranma snapped, walking towards the door.

“Temper Temper, I’ll have to raise your price to ¥10,000.” Nabiki said, wagging her finger at him.

“What?! I still don’t have enough to pay the first price?!” Ranma yelled, “You know what, screw it, show the pictures, I don’t give a shit!”

“Wait, what pictures?” Akane asked her sister.

“Sure, show Akane, what’s the worst that could happen!” Ranma yelled, crossing his arms.

Nabiki shrugged and walked over to Akane, pulling a small stack of Polaroids out of her pocket.

Ranma looked at the sisters as Nabiki flipped slowly through the Polaroids. Akane’s face scowled more with each photo.

“R…Ranma…You…Fucking…PERVERT!” Akane screeched, running at him. Ranma didn’t even flinch, he hadn’t expected her to be able to hurt him.

Akane brought her knee up swiftly and ruthlessly into his crotch. The world around Ranma was erased as his entire body became a conductor of pure pain. He grabbed his crotch and fell forward.

He almost fell into Akane, but she jumped out of the way and let him hit the ground face first. Ranma barely heard the voices around him as he fought the urge to puke. He curled up as tightly as he could, trying to hide from the unending pain.

“Akane, don’t you think that was a little harsh?” Nabiki said.

“No Nabiki, I don’t. That pervert has nothing better than to further his perversion, he deserves this.” Akane said angrily.

“Akane, how many times a week do you…?” Nabiki was cut off.

“Nabiki, don’t you dare.” Akane snapped at her.

“Don’t I dare? Dear sister, I have enough grime on you to have you paying me every yen you have for the next three decades. Don’t tell me what I dare to do or I will share some very…intimate photos with your friend Kuno.” Nabiki threatened.

Akane made a few inconceivable noises, huffed and then flopped down on her bed.

“Oh my goodness, what’s wrong with Ranma?” Kasumi’s kind voice came from behind him.

“Akane tried to knee his nuts up into his stomach.” Nabiki said.

“Akane! Why on earth would you do such a terrible thing?” Kasumi gasped.

“Look at the photos that Nabiki has, he deserved it!” Akane screamed.

There was a sound of Kasumi shuffling across the room and then looking through the pictures.

“Akane, Ranma didn’t deserve this. I mean, he was alone for the most part and it’s not like he was sharing this with anybody. How many times a week do…?” Kasumi started.

“Not you too sister, just shut up. That pervert had it coming.” Akane said.

“Akane, you must understand what Ranma’s going through. He’s a young boy who has the chance to explore. It’s not his fault and you’re being so mean about it. How confused he must be right now.” Kasumi reprimanded Akane.

Ranma felt Kasumi kneel over him.

“Ranma, lets get you to bed, you need to relax this off.” Kasumi said, trying to pull him up.

The movement caused another explosion of pain and Ranma gagged. He hurled and saw blood splatter the floor in front of him.

“Oh my, you must have really hit him Akane. Oh! I know what to do!” Kasumi said, getting a sudden idea.

There was a shuffling and Akane said, “What’re you doing with that vase?”

There was a splash of cold water over Ranma and his body changed. His hands wrapped around his pain filled crotch was suddenly holding nothing but air and loose pants.

The pain began to subside except for a light ache in her kidneys. Kasumi had an easier time getting Ranma up now and she pulled Ranma’s arm over her shoulder.

“Come on, let’s go get you in bed.” Kasumi walked out of the room. Ranma half walked, half stumbled along, barely able to keep upright.

Kasumi helped her down the hall and into her bedroom. Lying Ranma down in her bed, Kasumi took extreme care in covering her up and making sure she was comfortable.

“Now Ranma, I’ll be back in a little while, just sleep this off and I’ll get you anything you need. I’m so sorry about what Akane did.” Kasumi said. She leaned down and gave her a peck on the cheek and left.

It didn’t take Ranma long to fall asleep.

*******

Ranma awoke to a tongue in her mouth that wasn’t her own. She opened her eyes and saw the last person she expected to be there.

Kasumi was crouched over her.

“Aah, Ranma, you’re awake. I was…um…I…” Kasumi stuttered, jumping up off her.

Kasumi blushed deeply and turned away.

“I’m…I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. Please forgive me.” Kasumi mumbled.

“It’s…uh…it’s OK. I don’t mind. Can i go take a bath?” Ranma asked, getting up. She was feeling better, but she wasn’t sure what would happen when she would change back.

“Y…yes. Of course, I’ll go…go get it ready…” Kasumi muttered so quietly, Ranma didn’t hear her.

“What was that?” Ranma asked as she hurried out of the room.

Kasumi was already gone. Shrugging, Ranma walked out of the room, tightening her pants up.

She walked slowly down the hall and down the stairs towards the Bathroom. Ranma slid the door open and closed it behind her. She stripped her clothes off and tossed them in the laundry basket.

Ranma walked naked to the bath and through the open door.

Kasumi was turning around from the bathtub as Ranma walked in.

“Oh my, I’m…I’m so sorry. Please forgive me!” Kasumi said, turning around blushing.

“Sorry Kasumi, I didn’t know you were in here.” Ranma said, grabbing a towel. She held it up to her chest and walked over to the bathtub.

Kasumi hurried out and closed the door behind her.

“I swear this curse affects the world around me.” Ranma said, tossing the towel in the corner. She splashed herself with cold water and slid into the hot bathtub.

She felt her body change and grow. She slowly became a he and the aching between his legs returned. It wasn’t full blown pain, it was just a steady ache. The hot water was helping it go away.

As he settled down into the soothing bath, there was a small noise outside the door. Ranma dismissed it and laid his head back on the edge of the square tub.

There was another sound, something like a slight moan. Ranma looked up, staring at the door. Someone moaned again.

Ranma got up out of the water quietly. He walked to the door and stopped outside it. Pressing his ear to it, he heard a rustling of clothes and a heavy breathing.

“What the…?” Ranma mumbled, reaching for the door handle.

He slid it open and there was a shriek. Kasumi was sitting against the wall with her dress and apron hiked up to her waist. She was playing with herself through some cream colored panties.

“I’m…I’m so sorry Ranma. I…I couldn’t…couldn’t stand it any longer. I couldn’t…couldn’t help myself.” Kasumi started to cry.

Forgetting his clothes, Ranma knelt down on his haunches next to Kasumi.

“Hey…stop crying. What’s wrong?” Ranma said, kissing her on the lips. He raised his hand and wiped away some of her tears.

Kasumi pulled her dress down haphazardly and pulled her knees up to her chest.

“It’s…it’s just wrong, I shouldn’t masturbate. I’m the woman of the house, I should be able to control myself. But between seeing my sisters naked and seeing those pictures…I…I just…I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t help but think about…about…about you Ranma. The pictures of you pleasing yourself and…and I just don’t know. I shouldn’t be so attracted to women like this, it’s wrong.” Kasumi started to cry again.

“What’s so wrong about it?” Ranma said, sitting down next to Kasumi. He wrapped an arm around her and she laid her head on his chest.

“It’s not that I don’t like men, it’s just that, I think of women the same way. The thought of pleasing another woman…it’s just…aah!” Kasumi cried out.

“So you’re bisexual, is that such a bad thing?” Ranma tried to calm her.

“I just can’t stop Ranma. All I do day in and day out is think of other girls. I…I masturbate so much I can’t keep count. I hardly sleep. I’ve…I’ve even done some things with my…my kitchen utensils…bad things…I’m so messed up!” Kasumi balled.

“Kasumi! There’s nothing wrong with you!” Ranma said.

“Wha…H…how can you be so sure?” Kasumi sniffed.

Ranma got up and let Kasumi curl up on the ground. She curled up in a ball and quietly cried as Ranma walked back into the bathroom.

He wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing, but Kasumi needed therapy or something. He had an idea, but it might just make it worse.

Grabbing a bucket, he filled it with cold water and doused himself. He quickly became a she and she walked back to the bathroom door.

Sliding it open, Ranma walked over to Kasumi. She looked back at him and gasped. Her eyes were puffy and red, her cheeks tear stained.

“Ranma…what’re you…?” Kasumi asked as Ranma pulled her to her feet.

She wrapped her arms around Kasumi and locked lips with her. After a second, Kasumi stopped fighting and she wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed back.

“Oh Ranma, this is so bad…but I need it!” Kasumi said as Ranma pulled the knot out of her apron. She let it fall to the ground and Ranma helped her get her dress off. Ranma stepped back let Kasumi take her underwear off.

Kasumi took Ranma’s hand and led her into the bathroom.

“A little more privacy maybe.” Kasumi said, closing the door.

Kasumi kissed Ranma suddenly and they dropped to the tile floor. Ranma kissed down Kasumi’s fine body and fair skin. She kissed down and licked around her sensitive tits. Kasumi began to moan softly as Ranma worked her way down to her sweet spot.

Ranma kissed around it, marveling at how smooth Kasumi was shaved. Ranma’s own pussy was fairly unkempt patch of red hair.

“Oh Ranma, maybe we shouldn’t I mean you were meant to marry…Aaaah!!” Kasumi moaned loudly as Ranma’s tongue worked its way into Kasumi. She was as delicious as Ranma’s own fingers had tasted a few nights before.

“How about now.” Ranma smiled.

“Don’t stop Ranma….please…” Kasumi moaned softly.

Ranma smiled and continued to lick Kasumi. She cringed up and put her hands on the back of Ranma’s head, moaning to the licks.

Kasumi wrapped her legs around Ranma as she ate her out.

“Oh god Ranma…I love it! Oooohh…I have an idea…” Kasumi moaned out.

“What is it?” Ranma said, licking her lips.

“Turn around and lay on top of me so I can lick you too.” Kasumi said.

“Uh…Um…Ok.” Ranma stuttered, shuffling around.

Ranma rolled awkwardly on top of Kasumi and scooted down until she was staring at Kasumi’s cute slit.

Ranma almost jumped as she felt Kasumi’s warm soft tongue slide into her.

“Oooh…” Ranma moaned slowly. As the pleasure spread, she bent down and continued to lick Kasumi.

It was a strange but wonderful feeling. Her tongue gave a different sensation than Ranma’s finger, it was warmer and more pleasurable. Suddenly lightning coursed through Ranma’s pelvis as Kasumi toyed with Ranma’s sensitive clit.

“Ooh god…” Ranma moaned, barely able to keep licking Kasumi. She was shaking so much from the pleasure that it was difficult to stay focused on licking Kasumi.

Kasumi’s sweet slit was soaking wet and Ranma’s head was spinning so much that it was taking every bit of focus to get out a single lick. Ranma moaned again and again.

“Kasumi…” Ranma moaned softly, “It’s so goooood…”

Ranma laid her head on Kasumi’s thigh and moaned. She ran her hand down Kasumi’s pelvis and pushed two fingers into Kasumi’s soft pink pussy. Ranma’s body was burning hot and slick with sweat.

The pleasure heightened to a climax and Ranma cried loudly. A spurt of liquid burst from Ranma’s pussy and she sighed. Her body tingled all over and she fidgeted.

“Was it good Ranma?” Kasumi asked.

Ranma was almost unconscious, drooling over Kasumi’s thigh.

“I haven’t yet…oh well…I suppose it’s what I’m here for, taking care of others.” Kasumi sighed, lying back onto the warm tile. She licked around her mouth and enjoyed the taste of Ranma’s cunt.

“Oh god…that was just…ohhh…” Ranma mumbled.

“We should probably get up. Someone might get suspicious.” Kasumi said, rubbing Ranma’s fine ass.

Ranma mumbled and rolled off Kasumi. Her body was still tingling with pleasure.

“Come on, up we get.” Kasumi said, helping Ranma sit up against the bathtub.

“Is it like that every time with someone else?” Ranma asked, stumbling to her feet.

“When you have someone so pleasurable.” Kasumi whispered, kissing Ranma on the lips.

“I don’t see why women so many women are so resistant about sex…” Ranma said, scratching her head.

“Virgins.” Kasumi chuckled, stepping into the still-warm bathtub.

Ranma followed her and they sank into the hot water. Ranma changed back into a man and slid out into the water. He turned to Kasumi and smiled.

“Let me give you that orgasm.” Ranma said, nodding.

Kasumi smiled and got up. She turned around and bent over the bathtub edge.

Ranma knelt behind her and dug his tongue into her twat. Kasumi moaned and her knees shook slightly. Taking a wet hand, he pushed a slick finger into her ass. Kasumi moaned loudly and arched her back.

“That…that’s…dirty.” Kasumi moaned.

“But it feels good doesn’t it?” Ranma teased, fingering her ass.

He dug his tongue in further and Kasumi moaned louder. Within a few minutes, Kasumi cried out loudly and fell to her knees. She slumped over the edge of the bathtub and breathed heavily.

Pulling Kasumi back into the water, Ranma sat down against the back edge and let Kasumi sit down between his legs. His hard-on pressed against her back.

Ranma sighed and wrapped an arm around Kasumi.

“Hey Ranma?” Kasumi said, leaning back against him.

“Yea?” Ranma looked down at her.

“Thank you.” Kasumi sighed.

*******

Breakfast the next morning was methodical. Ranma and Genma sat on one side, Soun sat at the head of the table and the three sisters sat across from Ranma and Genma.

Ranma looked at Kasumi occasionally. She was completely composed and back to normal. She had looked at Ranma once and said nothing. Ranma guessed he had helped her straighten her head out and that was it.

He wasn’t really disappointed, Kasumi was a resilient girl and Ranma was suspect that this breakfast wouldn’t be any different whether he had helped her or not.

“Come on Ranma, we’re going to be late if we don’t leave soon.” Akane said, getting up from the table.

“Yes dear.” Ranma said sarcastically.

Chapter 3 – More Than Sisters

Ranma shuffled tiredly down the hall. She was holding a warm glass of milk in her hand and only wore boxer shorts. It was late at night and Ranma was having trouble sleeping. She had tried exercising in the dojo, imagined counting sheep and even masturbated to an orgasm twice.

She just couldn’t sleep so she resigned to an old wives tale of a warm glass of milk.

Shuffling down the hall, Ranma passed Kasumi’s room. Her door was plain and her room was quiet. She shuffled passed Nabiki’s room, her door had a Yen symbol on it and it was just as quiet.

The mystery came as she passed Akane’s room. Her door had her name on it and there were voices coming from inside.

“Oh…Nabiki…yes…” Ranma heard Akane’s voice drift from inside.

Ranma stopped at once, almost dropping her milk. She looked back at Akane’s door, it stood open a crack and a soft flickering light emanated from inside.

Walking back to the door, Ranma peaked through the crack. She couldn’t see much so she took a risk.

Ranma waited for Akane to give a noisy moan and she pushed the door open a touch more. She now had a good view of the bed through the two inch crack. Akane and Nabiki were lying naked on Akane’s bed. They were head to toe, licking each other as Kasumi and Ranma had done.

“Kasumi has no idea…imagine if she had admitted her feelings to Akane or Nabiki….” Ranma muttered silently. Kasumi was scared for no reason.

Nabiki was crouching on top of Akane, facing towards Ranma. She was bent over, licking Akane deeply. By the flush in her face and the slight panting, Ranma guessed Akane was licking Nabiki just as much.

“Damn this is hot…” Ranma mumbled, kneeling down in front of the door.

“Oh god…Nabiki…” Akane moaned, feeling Nabiki’s tongue dig into her soft slit.

Nabiki licked at her clit and stuck a finger into her sister’s pink hole. Akane breathed out sharply and moaned. She reached up and stuck two fingers into Nabiki’s cunt, twiddling them around in a way to open Nabiki up.

Akane blew into her open pussy and Nabiki’s entire body shook.

“God…damn Akane…you know just how to get me off!” Nabiki moaned, looking up.

Ranma cursed and twisted out of the way as fast as she could. From the continual moaning from Nabiki, Ranma guessed she never saw him.

Peeking back around the doorway, Ranma kept watching the girls moan and coo as they pleased each other.

Akane and Nabiki were just fingering each other at this point. The more you fingered the other, the more they shook and the more pleasure you got, Ranma loved it.

The hallway was starting to get hot, Ranma set the glass of milk aside and grabbed lightly at her crotch. Her body was tingling and the scene inside the bedroom was only getting hotter.

Akane was being bested by her older sister. Nabiki had rolled her onto her side and she was furiously fingering both her sisters holes. Akane was moaning louder and breathing harder. Both the girls were covered with sweat and juices were running down Akane’s thigh from her sweet slit.

“Good god…” Ranma moaned, rubbing the front of her boxer shorts. There was a large wet spot in them and Ranma rubbed at it. She gasped as the cotton shorts rubbed pleasurably against her wet pussy.

“Oh Nabiki, don’t stop…god I’m cumming!!” Akane moaned loudly. A large spurt shot from Akane’s pussy.

Ranma slid her hand down the front of her shorts and rubbed her finger along the length of her delicate slit.

As Akane was soaking in the after effects of the orgasm, Nabiki got up. She looked directly at the crack in the door and winked at Ranma. Ranma was too busy masturbating to notice.

Nabiki walked across the room and grabbed a long eighteen inch dildo from a box in the closet and walked back to Akane.

“Getting that out already?” Akane said, leaning up.

“I feel like putting on a show.” Nabiki said, holding down between her legs. She pushed it up until nine inches of it had disappeared into Nabiki’s soaked snatch.

She climbed between Akane’s legs and pushed the other end of the long dildo into Akane’s sweet hole. Nabiki was lying at a bit of an angle, held up by Akane’s thigh. Akane was lying in an opposite angle, her other leg thrown over Nabiki’s.

Nabiki took Akane’s hands and pulled hard. The other half of the dildo slammed into Akane’s tight hole. Akane bit her lip in order to stifle a scream.

Ranma’s mouth fell open as she watched Nabiki and Akane push back and forth with that dildo completely out of sight between their pussies. Ranma rocked back and forth in the hall, digging two fingers deep as they would go into her pussy. Her mind was only filled with thoughts of that thick purple dildo. Ranma wanted to know what it felt like, she had known the pleasure of masturbation and an orgasm by Kasumi’s tongue, now she wanted to know the pleasure of a thick shaft.

“Wait…what…?” Ranma mumbled, realizing what her thoughts meant. She, who was in spirit a he, wanted something thick and juicy to fill her holes. Something about that seemed so wrong, yet so right in Ranma’s girl mind.

Ranma bit her lip, her moaning was starting to get a little loud and she was worried that someone would hear. She scooted aside the door and leaned back against the wall, stuffing two fingers back into her pussy.

Akane and Nabiki moaned louder and louder in the bedroom. They shoved back and forth, fucking each other. Ranma fingered herself faster and faster as the girls started moaning more.

“I’m cumming Nabiki…I’m cumming.” Akane cried, arching her back.

“I’m gonna cum with you!” Nabiki moaned.

“Oh god…me too…” Ranma moaned as quietly as she could.

Ranma jerked and twitched as she came. A flood of juice covered her hand and ran out of her shorts.

“Oh that was good sister…” Akane moaned softly.

“I think I better get back to my room in case if anyone heard that.” Nabiki said, slipping the dildo out of her.

There was the sound of Akane’s door opening and Nabiki stepped out. Ranma was lying against the wall, breathing hard and too exhausted to try and move.

“Have fun peeping tom?” Nabiki whispered as she shut Akane’s door.

“Oh…god…how much?” Ranma breathed, slipping her hand out of her sopping wet boxer shorts.

“I’ll let you know.” Nabiki said slyly, patting her on the face.

Ranma groaned and leaned back against the wall.

*******

Ranma sat down for breakfast. Luckily enough, it was Saturday and his late night excursion didn’t matter much. By the look of everyone, nobody heard or cared about the noise. Kasumi, Nabiki and Akane sat along the same side of the table, nothing about their attitudes gave away anything.

Soun sat at the end of the table again. Ranma and his father sat on the other side, quietly eating their breakfast as well.

They didn’t have much to do that day except the usual Ranma and his father training.

Nabiki got up from the table and started to walk from the room. Ranma jumped to his feet and followed her. Nabiki headed down the hall and Ranma ran after her.

“Nabiki!” Ranma called, putting a hand on her shoulder.

“What’s up peeping tom?” She smirked, turning around.

“This is about last night.” Ranma said, frowning.

“I haven’t decided on a price yet.” Nabiki said, leaning against the wall.

“It’s not that…It’s your sister.” Ranma said.

“Akane? What’s up with her?” Nabiki said, a small tone of worry in her voice.

“Not Akane, Kasumi, she needs your help.” Ranma said, trying to explain it without divulging details.

“What’s wrong with Kasumi?” Nabiki asked.

“She…well…you know what you two were doing?” Ranma said uncertainly, “Well, she has feelings about…things like that.”

“I don’t follow. Are you screwing Kasumi or something?” Nabiki said, raising an eyebrow.

“No…I mean…not really…Not as a guy…” Ranma stuttered.

“Oh ho! I get it now, she loves you, but just your girl side!” Nabiki exclaimed.

“Shh shh. Not so loud! Plus, it’s not just me. It’s you and Akane. She was crying and…we did things in the bathroom…except i was a girl.” Ranma said, scratching his head.

“You mean Kasumi wants to screw Akane and I? Hot damn this could become a total orgy!” Nabiki exclaimed like a happy school girl, “If you aren’t lying about this, this could pay off all your debts to me!”

“Well, I…um…Really?!” Ranma said, amazed.

“I would love nothing more than to screw both my sisters every weekend that my father is gone. Well…Maybe I love yen more, but it’s a close tie.” Nabiki said shrugging.

“Nabiki…Do you realize how hot that is? The fact that all three of you could end up in that bathtub together, toyin around with all kinds of toys.” Ranma said, smiling.

“Why do you think I enjoy it so much. Now here’s the plan. I want you to get Genma and my father to go out for drinks, maybe go to a night club or something, can you manage that?” Nabiki asked.

“Your asking me to tell my dad to go out with a friend and watch girls dance around on stage naked. Yes, Nabiki, that is going to be very hard!” Ranma said sarcastically.

“Good, when Kasumi goes for her usual bath tonight, Akane and I are going to ambush her in the bath. If it’s not too much to ask, I’d prefer you stayed out of this one, but if all goes well, you could have three very happy girls that will fuck your brains out as either sex.” Nabiki said, smiling deviously.

“Damn, can I watch?” Ranma said, only too aware of the hard-on in his pants.

“Go ahead, you were so sneaky the other night.” Nabiki mocked him, running a hand tantalizingly up his crotch.

*******

“See you later Ranma, Soun and I have decided to take you up on your offer of a night out! We’re going to one of Soun’s favorite nudie bars. Don’t expect us back too early!” Genma called as he walked out the door.

“Bye pop.” Ranma said nonchalantly.

“About time too. Kasumi went up for a bath ten minutes ago, we gotta hurry.” Nabiki said, dropping her cards, “By the way, you owe me ¥1200.”

“Damn it!” Ranma groaned, putting his head down on the table. They had been playing poker and for a short time, Ranma had been winning, but not anymore.

He waited a minute and then headed up the stairs. Nabiki and Akane disappeared around the next corner, both wearing only bath robes that went down to mid-ass. Neither were wearing underwear.

“Whoa…” Ranma mumbled, walking after them. He circled the corner and they had already disappeared into the bathroom. He waited at the corner for a minute to be sure he wouldn’t be caught.

He stepped slowly down the hall just in time to hear a shriek out of the bathroom. The door slid open and Kasumi ran out of it. She turned down the hall, running down blindly towards Ranma.

“No no no no!” Kasumi cried, running straight into Ranma. She hit him and fell back with a shriek.

“Kasumi, what’s wrong?” Ranma said, kneeling down in front of the naked woman.

“It’s…I…Akane…Nabiki…I have to go!!” Kasumi cried, getting back on her feet.

She pushed past Ranma and ran away.

“Kasumi!” Ranma ran after her.

Kasumi ran crying into her bed room. Ranma stood, waivering, for a moment. Then he turned around and chased after Kasumi. He ran to her door and threw it open. She was sitting in the corner, her knees cuddled up to her chest, crying softly.

“Kasumi, why are you crying?” Ranma ran into the room.

“I…I…I was just…just taking a bath…when Akane and…Nabiki walked in and…and started…started having sex…right there…” Kasumi sniffled, “Then Akane got up…and…and tried to get me…me to join…”

“What’s wrong with that…I thought you got over this earlier.” Ranma said, dropping down onto his knees in front of her.

“Got over it?! Ranma, that was just the heat of the moment…and that was with you! Not my own sisters. I told you already, it’s so wrong!” Kasumi cried.

There was a sound behind him and a splash of cold water rushed over Ranma’s head. She sputtered and shook her hair.

“Yea sister, open up your sexuality a little.” Nabiki said, kneeling down behind Ranma. Her hands wrapped around Ranma and played with her boobs.

“Nabiki and I have been doing this since I was thirteen and nothing bad happened.” Akane said, standing behind Nabiki.

“Since you were…what?! What on earth would possess you to do such a thing!?” Kasumi cried out.

Nabiki had pulled off Ranma’s shirt by now, exposing her glorious tits.

“The same thing that possesses you to masturbate nearly every night.” Nabiki teased Ranma’s hard tits.

“Or what possessed you to sixty-nine with my future fiancé!” Akane said, dropping down to her hands and knees.

“Wait what?!” Ranma said, watching a naked Akane crawl over to her sister.

“Yea Ranma, after I saw those pictures of you, I freaked out at first and then i began to think. If I could get such a hot body to play with, I could really get into this forced marriage.” Akane said, running her hands up Kasumi’s legs.

“Now Kasumi dear, don’t be difficult or we will rape you to prove our point!” Nabiki threatened, leaving Ranma to play with her sister.

“You wouldn’t!” Kasumi shrieked as Akane forced her legs up to her chest, “Oh god no!”

Nabiki knelt down in front of her and began to lick Kasumi’s soft slit.

“My dear sister, are you enjoying this?” Akane said, seeing juice start to drip from Kasumi’s sweet cunt.

“No, this is so wrong. This is incest! What would father say!?” Kasumi cried, trying to fight her own body.

“You know sexual repression is very bad for one’s self.” Nabiki said, leaning up, she stuffed two fingers into Kasumi.

“Either have sex with us or we will go down and do it on your kitchen floor and we’ll get Ranma to join us!” Akane said, really threatening Kasumi.

“Fine fine! Just do it and get it over with!” Kasumi said, trying not to moan.

Nabiki knelt back down and continued to lick her sisters twat.

“Now that wasn’t so hard was it? Now the pleasure can…flow.” Akane said, kissing her sister. She wrapped her arms around Kasumi’s neck and began to wrestle tongues with her.

“I knew this would be hot!” Ranma said, scooting over to Kasumi. She began to massage Kasumi’s breasts while licking one of them.

“Oh Nabiki…who was I kidding, I love this! The only thing I find to be wrong is my reluctance!” Kasumi moaned loudly, wrapping her legs around her sister’s shoulders.

“I’m glad you approve.” Akane smiled, getting up. She walked out of the room.

“Where’s she going?” Ranma asked, looking at Akane’s finely toned ass walk away.

“Toys.” Nabiki said simply, continuing to eat her sister.

“Ah!” Ranma smiled and turned back to Kasumi. She bent over and kissed Kasumi and felt Kasumi’s tongue start to toy with her’s.

They touched and pleased Kasumi for a few more minutes before Akane walked back into the room. She had a shoe box in her hands. Ranma had lost her pants by now and was sitting naked next to Kasumi.

“Give me the strap.” Nabiki demanded.

Akane got down and started to strap what looked like a two ended penis to her waist. Nabiki reached down and crammed half of the black rod into her own pussy. The other half was moved up a few inches and pointed forward. Akane fixed the buckle behind Nabiki and gave her a pat on the ass.

“Hold your breath Kasumi.” Nabiki said, pushing the head of the foot long strap-on into Kasumi.

Kasumi gasped and arched her back as the fake dick pierced into her pussy. Nabiki waited a second and then shoved it all into her. Kasumi shrieked and moaned as her sister fucked her.

“Hey Nabiki, what if I do this?” Akane said, pulling a thick pink vibrator from the box. She spit on it and shoved it into Nabiki’s ass as she pulled back for a hump.

Nabiki jumped forward with a cry of pleasure. Akane reached forward and turned the vibration dial and pushed it further in.

“Oh god that’s good…” Nabiki moaned, forcing herself to keep fucking Kasumi.

“Man, how can she take all that.” Ranma said, watching the entire foot long shaft disappear into a bliss filled Kasumi.

“Wait just a second. I don’t think I’ve made this connection until now. You’re a virgin aren’t you Ranma…I mean as a girl, you’ve never had anything except your own fingers and Kasumi’s tongue.” Akane clapped her hands together.

“I seems we get to break in two girls tonight…” Nabiki moaned.

“Oooh, what fun!” Akane said, digging through the box.

“Um…what…what’re you looking for…?” Ranma stuttered slightly, turning away from Kasumi.

“A particularly fun toy…Ooh! There it is!” Akane said, pulling out a blue vibrator. It was fourteen inches and a little two inch knob that curled off the base and pointed forward.

“What’re you going to do with that…?” Ranma said, scooting back nervously.

“Don’t be scare, you’ll enjoy this.” Akane said, advancing on her.

“A little bit of pleasure is one thing…being skewered is another matter entirely. That whole thing can’t possibly fit inside me.” Ranma said, seeing her toy with the vibration.

“Oh it will, trust me.” Akane said, crouching in front of her. She turned it up to medium and ran it along the length of Ranma’s slit.

The vibration sent a wonderful sensation through her body and set her juices flowing. Akane pressed the tip of the vibrator to the center of her slit and pushed.

“Oh…that feels…” Ranma mumbled as the thick vibrator pushed into her.

“It gets better.” Akane said, pushing it further.

Suddenly there was a snap of pain inside Ranma’s pussy and she swore she almost felt a pop down there. The pain made Ranma’s eyes water, but the vibrating and pleasure drove the pain away.

The feeling was unlike anything she had ever known before. The thick buzzing shaft slowly working its way up into Ranma. More wetness was pouring out of her than she thought possible. It was running down the long vibrator and dripping off the end.

The pleasure and bliss continued to shove all conscious thought out of Ranma’s head. One moment she was thinking about how it was all going to fit, the next she was staring amazingly at the vibrator, which was now a full foot into her pussy. She could feel it vibrating almost beneath her belly button.

“You’re going to enjoy this part.” Akane said, pushing the vibrator forward.

The odd little knob on the back of it pressed up against the top of Ranma’s pussy. It pushed against her clit and lightning exploded in her body. Pleasure, wondrous, mind razing pleasure flooded her and it only heightened further and further as Akane turned the dial up further. It maxed out and Ranma was crying out loudly.

“Oh god…oh god…oh god…oh fuck…ohhh…I’m…I’m…I’m CUMMING!” Ranma shrieked, falling back against the ground. Her body convulsed and thrashed involuntarily as the shear bliss pushed aside every thought in her mind. The orgasm swirled through her body for a good solid minute before her vision started to blur.

The last thing she remembered before loosing consciousness is Akane saying “Ranma’s a squirter!”

*******

“Oh god…what happened…?” Ranma moaned.

Something warm was pressing up against Ranma and she was trapped by something wrapped around her.

She opened her eyes and looked around. To her left was Kasumi cuddled up against her. To her right was Nabiki wrapped around her chest with Akane wrapped around Nabiki. Akane was now wearing the strap-on and the dead vibrator was still protruding from between Kasumi’s legs.

“Now I remember…I think…” Ranma said, trying to extricate herself from the other girls. She managed to get up and off the large pad on the ground.

Kasumi shivered and reached around sleepily and blindly for a blanket. Her hand met Nabiki’s leg. Kasumi mumbled and scooted over to Nabiki, cuddling up for warmth.

Ranma chuckled and picked up a heavy blanket that was folded up at the base of Kasumi’s floor mattress. She unfurled it and wrapped it snuggly around the three girls. They all seemed to sigh together and Kasumi smiled.

“Good lord.” Ranma said, grabbing Kasumi’s pink bathrobe from the wall. The bathrobe wasn’t like Nabiki’s and Akane’s, it actually went to her knees and tied in the front with a belt. She had no idea where her clothes had ended up, but there were none in Kasumi’s bedroom when she had woken up.

Ranma wrapped it around herself and walked downstairs. The sight in the dining room was very very odd. Genma and Soun had made it home sometime very late the night before.

Genma was lying face down on the table, in panda form. Soun was sleeping perpendicular across the panda’s back, dozing softly. From the smell in the air, they had been drinking very heavily the night before and wouldn’t be up for hours.

“Oh dear oh dear…Is this what I have to deal with now?” Kasumi’s voice came from the doorway.

“God only knows what they had been doing.” Ranma shuddered at the thought.

Kasumi walked completely naked across the dining room towards the kitchen.

“And Ranma, let me have the robe back after a bath. Pink just doesn’t suit you.” Kasumi smiled, turning into the kitchen.

Chapter 4 – Ryoga

It was another surreal breakfast the next morning. The three Sisters and Ranma all were thinking near the same thing.

‘Did I really have such an orgasm last night?’ Ranma thought about his female side.

‘Did I really fuck my sisters and Ranma last night?’ Kasumi thought about the pleasure she had.

‘Did I really enjoy myself with Ranma last night?’ Akane thought, her hatred towards him tainting her thoughts.

‘How did I do all that and not take any pictures for blackmail?!’ Nabiki mentally yelled at herself.

Externally,everybody was quiet and intent on their breakfast. Genma and Soun weren’t at the table. They had come home the night before absolutely plastered. Kasumi had found them lying on the kitchen table in the morning. Between her and Ranma, they managed to get them up into their beds and left them to sleep off their hangovers.

It was only the girls and Ranma at the table. None of the girls even hinted at what happened the night before.

“I’m going to go get ready.” Ranma said, getting up. He was only wearing boxers.

Kasumi was in her usual dress, Akane was wearing her sparring Gi and Nabiki was almost naked. As Ranma got up from the table, he stepped towards the door and tripped on Nabiki.

“Crap!” Nabiki cried, falling sideways. She dropped a glass of water and it splashed all over Ranma.

“Ah damn it.” Ranma cursed, feeling her boxers almost fall off.

“You don’t have time for a bath Ranma.” Kasumi warned her.

“It doesn’t matter, I’ll just go put on some clothes and go to school. I’ll take a shower in the locker room.” Ranma said.

“Oh…Um…all your clothes are in the wash.” Kasumi said, frowning.

“I’ll wear dirty clothes.” Ranma sighed.

“That won’t do, Akane, will you lend Ranma some clothes, maybe a skirt or something. She can just go to school as a girl.” Kasumi said.

“My clothes? Why mine?” Akane whined.

*******

They stood in Akane’s room, looking through the closet. Kasumi was pulling out shirts and skirts.

“What do you want to wear?” Kasumi asked, showing Ranma different clothes.

“I won’t wear a skirt!” Ranma said, shaking her head.

“But Akane doesn’t have anything else.” Kasumi said.

“What about those, the overalls.” Ranma said, pointing at a set of overalls in the bottom of the closet.

“Oh ok, here you go.” Kasumi handed them to her.

Ranma tried them on and stepped around in them.

“That looks good, how do they fit?” Nabiki asked.

“The chest is a bit tight, but the waist is loose.” Ranma said, pulling at it.

“Screw you Ranma!” Akane screamed, slapping her angrily. Akane grabbed at the overalls and ripped at them angrily. There was a loud ripping and the front of the overalls ripped off. Ranma’s large breasts flopped out and the overalls fell.

“Akane! It looks like you’re out of choices now.” Kassumi sighed, tossing the overalls on the bed.

“I’ll just not go then, I will not go to school in a skirt.” Ranma refused.

“You will go, if it takes Nabiki and I holding you down, you’re going to wear this and go.” Kasumi said, brandishing a white skirt at her.

“Good god, fine, I’ll do it…” Ranma shied away at Kasumi’s anger. She wasn’t scary, it was just that somebody as kind as her tended to have a different affect on a person when she got angry.

Ranma reluctantly took the short white skirt in her hand and slipped it on. A quick zip on her right hip and the dress was in place. The skirt was ruffled and it fell to below her knees.

“That won’t do, the blue boxers can be seen through it.” Nabiki said, walking up behind her. Ranme felt her hands slip up the skirt and grasp the boxers, she slipped them off and Ranma shivered.

“Here, put these on.” Akane sighed, handing her some white panties.

Ranma took them and slipped them on. The smooth cotton felt different than her usual boxers.

“Now the top.” Kasumi said, handing her one of Akane’s bras.

“Really? A bra too?” Ranma whined.

“Yes, you must look sensible.” Nabiki insisted.

“How do I put this thing on.” Ranma said, fumbling the bra around her shoulders.

“Here, let me.” Kasumi said, grabbing the bra. She put it up over Ranma’s shoulders and pulled the straps together behind her back.

“Ow ow ow! Too tight too tight!” Ranma cursed as she tried to tug the bra clips together.

“I think Ranma’s a little big for that one.” Nabiki chuckled, walking out of the room, “I’m leaving for school now.”

“Thirty four C is too big for him?” Kasumi said, pulling it off, “My goodness, you’ve got a huge bust.”

“You’re a thirty six D, why not give her one of yours.” Akane told Kasumi.

“Well…Ok.” Kasumi said, reaching up under her shirt. She unclipped her bra and pulled it out under her shirt and handed it to Ranma.

“Why not, I’m probably late already.” Ranma said, taking it. She pulled it up over her shoulders and Kasumi clasped it behind her. The bra was still warm from Kasumi’s breasts and it fit Ranma rather well.

“Here, we’ve got to go. School starts in fifteen minutes and it takes us almost that to get there.” Akane said, handing her a green shirt. Ranma quickly threw it over her head and hurried out, following Akane.

“Wait up Akane!” Ranma said, adjusting the bra, she ran after Akane.

*******

They sprinted through the front doors of the school as the bell rang. Akane and Ranma hurried upstairs and into the 5-A class room.

“Almost tardy girls, that was close. Who’s the new student?” The teacher said, watching Ranma walk in.

“Her name is…Ranko, She’s Ranma Soatome’s sister.” Akane explained quickly.

“Ok, I trust that she’s registered here.” The Teacher marked her name into his registry.

“Of course, although because of their father’s need for consistent care, Ranko and Ranma will not be here on the same day.” Akane thought up ingeniously.

“Well, it’s very nice to meet you Ranko, welcome to our class.” The teacher said, “Now take your seat, since you won’t be here the same day as Ranma, you can just take his seat.”

“Ok.” Ranko said, walking towards her usual seat.

“Ranma’s seat is…right there.” The teacher started to tell her, “I suppose that’s all in order, now let’s begin.”

*******

Ranma walked outside at lunch. She was bored and not really hungry. School wasn’t Ranma’s thing, she couldn’t stand sitting around and doing nothing for more than an hour or two.

Surprisingly enough, Akane was walking next to Ranma of her own choice.

“So what do you think of my little plan. You coming to school as a girl occasionally?” Akane said, looking over at her.

Ranma just looked back at Akane with a frown.

“What’s wrong, you seemed to enjoy being a woman.” Akane said, smirking.

“I will not go…Danger!” Ranma stopped suddenly.

A boy with an umbrella ran up and stopped in front of Ranma.

“Where is Ranma Saotome?!” The boy demanded.

He was about the same size as Ranma when she’s a boy. He had thick black hair and he wore black pants and a shirt. He held a red umbrella and there was a yellow headband across his forehead.

“What do you want with him?” Ranma asked, stepping forward.

“I have a personal matter to settle with him. I’ve been following him for months, do you know where i can find him?” The boy asked.

“Yes, but what’s your beef with him?” Ranma asked.

“If you see him, tell him to meet me on the soccer field here tomorrow after school. Tell him that Ryoga is there for their fight.” The boy said.

“Ryoga?!” Ranma exclaimed.

Ryoga was already walking away.

“Who was that?” Akane asked, walking up behind Ranma. Ranma flinched as she wrapped a hand around her waist.

“It was a kid from my last school. Although I can’t imagine why he wants a fight. I suppose we’ll find out in a few days.” Ranma said, shrugging.

“A few days? He said tomorrow.” Akane said, frowning.

“He has the most horrible sense of direction ever, unless someone is leading him there, he won’t make it until the day after tomorrow or later.” Ranma said, walking back towards the school

*******

It was two days later and Ranma was standing in the soccer field. Ryoga stood across from him, scowling angrily.

“So you’ve finally shown up Ranma.” Ryoga said, leaning on his umbrella.

“What do you mean, I was…” Ranma stopped, he was about to say ‘…Here yesterday.’ but he stopped, “Very busy, I just got the message from my sister.”

“So that’s why she looked so much like you. May i say, you’ve got a gorgeous sister.” Ryoga said.

“Oh! Um…Thank you.” Ranma stuttered, caught off by the comment.

“Back to our fight. I only have one question, why didn’t you show up for our first fight?” Ryoga asked accusingly.

“I did, I waited for three days.” Ranma said, chuckling.

“And when I showed up on the fourth day, you had run away like a coward.” Ryoga said.

“Four days, you have the most horrible sense of direction ever!” Ranma laughed.

“Stop mocking me!” Ryoga cried, lunging at Ranma.

“Look out Akane!” Ranma said, tossing his school bag aside.

Ranma barely managed to dodge Ryoga’s swing. There was a loud rip as his shirt ripped from Shoulder to waist across his chest.

“God damn it, this was my favorite shirt!” Ranma yelled angrily. He grabbed the shirt and ripped it off him and tossed the tattered clothing aside.

“Stop being such a girl about a shirt!” Ryoga said, swinging the umbrella around again.

Ranma knocked it angrily aside and cried “WHO ARE YOU CALLING A GIRL!”

He swung out and hit Ryoga in the chest. Ryoga huffed and stepped back. He turned and jumped away, making a skillful twenty foot jump over a nearby fence.

“Get back here damn it, I am not a woman!” Ranma yelled, leaping after Ryoga.

Ryoga jumped into the air and flew forward a dozen feet.

“Ryoga!!” Ranma yelled, jumping up after him. Ranma kicked blindly downward and he felt his foot smash through something made of concrete.

There was a large splash of water and Ranma leaped away. She landed in the grass near a tree and Ryoga landed in front of her. He tossed aside a wet umbrella and looked at Ranma.

“Where’d Ranma go?” Ryoga asked, looking around.

“Are you stupid Ryoga?” Ranma yelled, jumping at him. Ryoga dodged back and barely avoided Ranma’s kick.

“But you’re Ranma’s sister, not him.” Ryoga said, leaping back again.

“What…? Oh. Now you know.” Ranma said, stopping.

“Know what?” Ryoga said thickly.

“Connect the dots genius, I’m Ranma, stuck in this damned female body.” Ranma said, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“R…Ranma…?” Ryoga stuttered, staring at Ranma’s ample chest.

“Yes Ryoga, It’s Ranma, now can we get back to killing each other?” Ranma said frustratingly.

“B…B…Buh…” Ryoga’s mouth fell open, staring at Ranma still.

Ranma sighed, wrapped an arm across her breasts and walked forward.

“It’s just a body, I am a guy, remember that.” Ranma said, punching the frozen Ryoga in the stomach.

“Ranma! Here, cover up.” Akane said, tossing Ranma a shirt from her bag. It was a white gym shirt with her last name on the back.

“Thanks Akane.” Ranma said, pulling the shirt over her head, “Um…It’s a bit small.”

The shirt, which should reach her waist, came to just above her belly button. It was better than nothing and it brought Ryoga back to his senses.

“Shut up and pay attention Ranma.” Akane yelled, pointing at Ryoga.

“Yes Ranma, your hypnotist tricks won’t work anymore!” Ryoga yelled, reaching up to his forehead. He pulled on his headband and it slipped off. There was another one beneath it. He pulled three more off and started to swing them around.

“How many of those things are you wearing?” Ranma said, jumping back as Ryoga threw one. It flew harmlessly beneath her legs and cut into the ground.

“It doesn’t matter, I will kill you Saotome!” Ryoga cried, throwing more of them.

“Whoa…whoa WHOA!” Ranma yelled, dodging back and forth. They sliced past her and cut into her loose pants. The outside of the pants were cut to ribbons up near her thighs. The pants ripped on her first step and she was suddenly wearing shorts only a few inches long, about the same size as the boxers she was wearing beneath them.

“You will die!” Ryoga cried, grabbing the umbrella from the ground. He threw it and swung a number of his headbands at Ranma.

Ranma, in a flash, realized that she was standing in front of Akane. She couldn’t just dodge it, so Ranma kicked out at the umbrella, grabbed it and ripped it open.

She jumped back, grabbed Akane and jumped out of the way. A few headbands glanced off the tough umbrella and Akane shrieked. They landed on a roof of a nearby pavilion.

“Watch out, he could’ve maimed you.” Ranma reprimanded her.

“Watch out? Maybe you shouldn’t have been standing in front of me. If you two would just make up, maybe you wouldn’t be fighting so much!” Akane said angrily.

“If you didn’t notice, I am the one being attacked here, I’m not trying to pick a fight!” Ranma screamed.

While they were screaming at each other, Ryoga pulled his belt off, swung it out straight and sliced the corner post out from beneath the pavilion. Ranma and Akane shrieked as it collapsed beneath her.

Ranma acted fast, grabbing Akane, she jumped out of the way and landed on the grass.

“Die Ranma!” Ryoga cried, throwing the blade-belt at Ranma.

“Look out Akane!” Ranma yelled, pulling Akane towards her. She slipped forward just in time for the blade to pass harmlessly behind her.

Almost harmless.

The blade sliced through Akane’s hair as she fell against Ranma. There was a slicing sound and her hair fell. Close to a foot of dark blue hair fell to the ground and Akane seemed to freeze.

Ranma stepped back and looked at Akane. All her hair from the back of her head down had been sliced off, the only thing that remained was two long pieces in front of her ears.

“A…Akane…?” Ranma said, waving a hand in front of her face.

“Um…hello?” Ryoga said worriedly, stepping up next to Ranma, “I think she’s in shock.”

“You mutilated her hair. Why wouldn’t she be.” Ranma said, turning to Ryoga.

“I didn’t mean to!” Ryoga said defensively.

“Well, you’ll have to deal with her when she realizes it was you.” Ranma said, stepping to the side.

Akane looked between them. She stepped forward, slapped Ranma painfully and then kicked Ryoga as hard as she could in his shin. Akane turned and ran away, tears streaming from her eyes.

“My god…that woman has a kick!” Ryoga cried, hopping around on one foot. He held his other shin painfully.

“Akane!” Ranma yelled, running after her.

“Get back here coward!” Ryoga cried, trying to chase Ranma.

*******

Ranma was half asleep, curled up as a girl, having just finished masturbating. She was pretty much addicted to sex as a woman now. Nabiki and Akane hadn’t done anything lately, or at least nobody had told her. Her father Soun had finally gotten his own room across the hall so Ranma didn’t have to worry about waking him up with her moans.

There was a noise at the window and Ranma opened her eyes. She turned and looked at the window. Ryoga was climbing in through the window with his umbrella above his head, it was raining out.

“Ryoga…?” Ranma mumbled, sitting up. The covers fell off her and she shivered from the cold breeze from the window.

“I’ve come to finish our fight.” Ryoga said, stepping into the room.

Ranma huffed and got up, she was completely naked beneath the blankets and Ryoga gasped.

“Well Ryoga, let’s go outside so we don’t wake the house.” Ranma sighed, walking over to him.

“I…Uh…Uh…Ugh…” Ryoga stuttered, staring at Ranma’s body.

“Really? This again, why do you do this?” Ranma said, smacking Ryoga experientially. She grabbed Ryoga’s arm, pulled it up and let it fall again.

It was rather apparent that Ryoga was completely paralyzed at the sight of Ranma’s naked body.

“Let’s just see how paralyzed you are.” Ranma said, chuckling at her idea.

She ran a hand up Ryoga’s leg until she met his crotch and grabbed him with a firm grip. Ryoga was rock hard and he didn’t move when Ranma grabbed him.

“Whoa…” Ranma mumbled, feeling around Ryoga’s crotch. He was way bigger than Ranma had expected.

Something inside Ranma urged her forward, no matter how wrong this felt. A now familiar warmth started to spread between her legs. She slipped her hand down his waistband and pulled his pants down.

Ranma gasped as Ryoga’s cock flopped out. It was ten inches long and fairly thick. She was amazingly turned on at the sight of it. Ranma’s mind was protesting at this sacrilege against her masculinity, but her body was shoving forward of it’s own accord.

She grasped the base of Ryoga’s cock and pulled forward, tugging on the hard meat. He was uncircumcised and still getting harder. By the time Ranma had stroked him two full times, the dick was a long hard foot of pleasure.

“What’re you doing?” Ryoga mumbled, looking down at Ranma.

As the chemicals in her brain began to change her thoughts, Ranma started to get into it. She bent forward and carefully licked the tip of his cock.

Ryoga groaned loudly and tilted his head back. There was a salty sweet taste to Ryoga’s dick and Ranma loved it. She ran her tongue around the outside of his foreskin, it hadn’t peeled yet.

“Enjoying this Ryoga?” Ranma said, looking up at him.

Ryoga was tilted back in lala land, his tongue lolled out the side of his mouth.

Ranma chuckled and stuck her tongue beneath his foreskin. She ran it around in a circle and pulled back on his cock. The foreskin pulled back and revealed a rosy red cock head. Ryoga gurgled as she took the head of his cock in her mouth.

The chemicals and desire had erased all doubts of masculinity in Ranma’s brain and she was, in mentality, completely feminine for the time being.

She took him in and sucked on him. Relaxing herself, she pushed herself further and further until she felt his cock tickling the back of her throat. Holding her breath, Ranma pushed the last three inches into her mouth. The cock shoved down her throat and Ranma almost gagged.

“Ugh…uh…guh…ooooh…” Ryoga mumbled; drool ran down from the side of his mouth.

Ranma tried to swallow, it caused her throat to convulse around Ryoga’s cock. It almost choked her, but Ryoga moaned loudly. He grunted and as Ranma pulled back, she felt a thick goo start to fill her mouth. It was hot and tasted sweet.

Ryoga sprayed so much into Ranma’s mouth that it ran out around his dick and dripped down her chin. Ranma pulled back and coughed. She sputtered and a huge glob of sperm ran down her chin and fell over her boobs.

His cock gave a last spurt and it splattered on her boobs.

Ranma swirled what was left in her mouth around and swallowed. Jizz still covered her chin and speckled and ran down her boobs. It was still slightly warm and it felt odd on her skin. She stood up and looked at Ryoga.

“R…Ranma…Wh…What…What was…that?” Ryoga stuttered, trying to pick his pants up.

“I don’t really know, I was just going with what felt right.” Ranma said, licking her lips. She wiped the cum from her chin and licked it up.

“Well…I…Um…Thanks…I guess?” Ryoga said, apparently very confused.

“My pleasure.” Ranma smiled, still under the influence of the estrogen and ecstasy in her body.

Ranma leaned forward and kissed Ryoga on the lips. He froze and started to tilt backwards. Ryoga, pants around his ankles, fell out the open window and down to the ground.

“Ryoga?!?” Ranma yelled, jumping up onto the window ledge.

She looked down to see a large splash in the garden pond. Ranma jumped out the window after him. It was still raining out.

Ranma landed skillfully next to the pond and looked down into it. Ryoga was no where to be seen, but his clothes were floating to the surface.

Suddenly there was a splash and a tiny black object zipped away so fast that Ranma couldn’t even get a glimpse of it. After a minute, she put the pieces together.

“Ryoga must’ve ended up in one of the cursed springs. If he’s been following me for months, he must’ve ended up there.” Ranma put together.

“Hey Ranma, are you out here?” Akane’s voice floated down the hall from the house.

“Oh shi…” Ranma started, taking a jump up. She landed up on her window frame and slid back inside. The rain outside had pretty well taken care of the mess on Ranma’s breasts.

She slid into some boxers and walked downstairs.

“You called for me Akane?” Ranma said innocently walking into the dining room.

“No, I just thought you were outside.” Akane said, holding something tighter to her chest.

“What’s that?” Ranma asked, looking at her arms.

“A little black piglet, I found it hiding up in my room.” Akane said, holding it out.

The piglet freaked and tried to get to Ranma. Akane held it back to her chest and it seemed to calm down.

“Welll I’m going for a hot bath, I can’t seem to sleep.” Ranma lied.

“Could you take the little piglet as well, I think he could use one.” Akane said, holding him out.

“Sure, I suppose so.” Ranma shrugged, grabbing the piglet by the yellow band around it’s neck.

*******

Ranma stood in front of a hot bath with the piglet in her arms. It was completely complacent now.

“In you go.” Ranma said, tossing the little piglet into the hot water.

There was a bubbling and a loud splash. Ranma shrieked and jumped back in terror.

“Hello Ranma.” Ryoga was now sitting in the bath tub.

“Um…Ryoga…This…This explains some.” Ranma said, frowning.

“Yes, now change back so we can finish our fight.” Ryoga demanded.

“I think I’ll wait until you leave.” Ranma said, stepping back.

“Oh no you aren’t. Jump in that water so I can return to kicking your ass.” Ryoga yelled, jumping out of the tub.

He lunged at Ranma and Ranma jumped away.

“Hey…Hey, watch it, can’t this wait until morning. Cool off Piglet!” Ranma said, turning on the cold knob of the shower.

Ryoga jumped on top of Ranma as the water splashed over him. He shrunk into a small black piglet and Ranma reached for him. The piglet gave an angry growl and jumped on her. It started to bite all over and Ranma yelled angrily.

She ripped the piglet from her shoulder, stepped out of the bathroom and tried to kick it down the hall. The small piglet just slipped away from her foot and ran away, no doubt to Akane’s room.

“Damn it Ryoga.” Ranma cursed, turning back to the bathroom.