Hug Me, Kiss Me, Fuck Me

Hug Me, Kiss Me, Fuck Me
By Hayato Tatsu

Chapter 1: Cast a Spell

Happosai toiled over a cauldron in his room. Nothing but a strange purple light emanating from the pot lit the dark room. A wide smile spread across his wrinkled, ancient face.

“Now with this spell, I will make Ranma my obedient, big-breasted, sex slave,” he said in his creaking sounding voice. He began laughing, imagining Ranma, as a girl with huge breasts, in skimpy clothes and obeying his every perverted command. He was drooling with anticipation. He snapped himself out of the fantasy, prepared to make it a reality. He began to speak the words of some type of ancient Chinese.

Several blocks away in the Nekohaten, Cologne felt a change in the air. She turned the direction of the Tendo Dojo.

“Something stranger than usual is going to happen today.”

“What is it, great-grand mother?” Shampoo asked the ancient amazon.

“I think we should close early today, dear.” With that, the two darted off from the restaurant.

Meanwhile, back at the training hall, the Tendo household was going about an unusually quiet day. Soun and his daughters were relaxing in the living room, while Ranma and his father trained in the yard. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the house and out into the yard, knocking the Tendo Family on to the floor and knocking Ranma and his father into the reflecting pond.

“What the hell was that?” exclaimed Ranma-chan submerging from the water.

“It came from inside the house,” stated Soun.

“and I bet I know where,” Ranma-chan said irritated.

Ranma-chan, Soun, Genma, and Akane ran to Happosai’s room and flung open the door. Happosai stood over a cauldron with a liquid that emitted a strange purple light, while he spoke some ancient Chinese. The perverted master turned when his door flew open.

“Hey, can’t you leave an old man in peace?” He protested.

“Can’t you go one day without causing trouble, You old freak?” Ranma-chan yelled back.

Happosai growled with anger and said, “That’s the last time you’ll ever talk back to me, Ranma”

Happosai turned back to his cauldron and began finishing the spell. Ranma and the others lunged for Happosai. However, while in mid air Happosai finished his spell and a pillar of purple energy erupted from the pot and a gust of wind blew back the martial artists. The pillar of purple light punched a hole in the roof and shot to the sky, creating omnibus purple clouds;the light shining all over Nemira. After a few long moments, the light and the clouds dissipated. When the pillar disappeared, Happosai looked at the damage done by his spell.

“That was a lot more powerful than I expected,” He said looking at the hole in the roof, “Now it’s time to see the fruits of my labor.”

Happosai walked out of his room and into the hallway. Not far from his room, he found the unconscious bodies of Soun and Genma. A little further past his old disciples, He found Ranma-chan with one key difference. Ranma-chan’s breasts had tripled in size and burst the top two buttons off her shirt, showing off a long line of cleavage.

“SWEETO!” Happosai exclaimed leaping into Ranma-chans’s now immensely over-sized bosom, nuzzling his head in between her cleavage.

“Finally, my dream of having a curvy, sex slave has come true.”

With his face engulfed in Ranma-chan’s cleavage and in a state of bliss, Happosai didn’t notice Ranma-chan awakening. She put her hand to her head due to the headache caused by the induced knockout. She realized there was a bizarre tingle of skin rubbing in between her breasts and looked down the the old freak. Ranma-chan became infuriated by the perverted freak. Happosai began to notice that himself being lifted off of his new fleshy pillows and soon was staring an enraged Ranma-chan in the face.

“Hey what’s going on?” Happosai said, “You’re not supposed to do this to your master! You're supposed to obey my every whim!”

“KEEP DREAMING, YOU OLD FREAK!” Ranma-chan said, as she launched Happosai into the sky and to parts unknown. Soun and Genma awoke in surprise at Ranma-chan’s larger assets, which she had yet to notice.

“To think that freak thought I be his obedient little…” SQUISH! Ranma-chan paused in her rant due to the fact that she could no longer put her arm to her chest with an unusual thing in her way. She also felt strangely heavy. She moved her arm and looked down. Two huge boobs bursting out off her shirt were staring her in the face. Ranma-chan groped her breasts to make sure this wasn’t a dream.

“AAAHH! WHAT THE HELL DID THAT FREAK DO?” She screamed.

“Ranma, why are you screaming?” Akane asked sleepily, “and why does my chest feel so tight and heavy?”

Ranma-chan, Soun, and Genma turned and saw the answer to her second question. Akane’s breasts had also expanded and where tightly pressing against her blouse and outstretching it. Soun’s jaw dropped at the sight of his overly developed daughter. Akane noticed Ranma-chan’s new breast growth and stared at her with surprise.

“WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?” they said in unison.

“ME? Look who’s talking?” Ranma-chan said pointing at Akane.

Akane looked down to see her newly formed bust. She was about to scream in shock when a scream came from the living room. Out of instinct, the four ran to the living room to see that both Nabiki and Kasumi‘s busts had also undergone expansion. Kasumi’s usually calm and gentle face held an expression of shock and surprise. Nabiki’s face on the other hand, was filled with anger.

“Daddy, WHAT’S GOING ON?” She demanded.

“I think I can help answer that question,” said a familiar creaking voice.

They all turned to see Cologne perched on her walking stick.

“It’s the old ghoul,” Ranma-chan said

“Ranma!”

“Oh crap.”

Shampoo bounced out from behind Cologne. Her boobs had also enlarged. Her top was undone enough to give a line of cleavage longer than Ranma-chan’s. She bounced over to Ranma-chan. She wrapped her arms around Ranma-chan’s neck and pressed her boobs against Ranma-chan’s right arm.

“Shampoo get bigger boobs, you like yes?” She asked Ranma-chan in her fractured Japanese.

Ranma-chan couldn’t help but stammer. Her breasts had a pleasurable, silky feeling she’d never noticed as they were pressed against her arm. Unfortunately, the feeling of pleasure left when Akane punched her straight in the face.

A while later, they were all sitting around the table. Ranma had decided to take a bath and was male now. Akane, Nabiki, and Kasumi had changed out of their tops and into night shirts until they could go to the market for new clothes. Shampoo had been forced into a night shirt by the Tendo sisters. Resting on the table was the scroll found in Happosai’s room next to the cauldron. Cologne was in deep thought wearing a solemn and concerned look on her face.

“Do you know what this scroll is?” Soun asked the Amazonian matriarch.

“Yes, it is the scroll of the Chuang-Mu concubine spell. It is used to make a specific woman into the spell caster’s large breasted sex slave.”

“But why has this spell turned given all of us these huge tits?” Nabiki asked.

“Possibly due to Happy’s foolishness, he must have mispronounced a word and giving all women in Nemira who are in his preferred age range enlarged breasts.”

“So every pretty female high school student, college student, and women up to 40 now has huge breasts?” Ranma asked.

“Oh my. That will make shopping at the specialty store hard.” Kasumi replied.

“Until I can counter Happosai’s spell, just go about life,” Cologne said.

She turned to Ranma and said, “Son-in-law, if any stranger happens, Notify me.”

Ranma looked at her strangely but nodded.

The Next Day…

Ranma and Akane walked into the school courtyard. As they looked around, they realized that pretty much all of the girls at Furinkan High was affected by Happosai’s spell. Many of the males were trying to take advantage of this and score with any of the girls.

“Man, It’s a freakin’ epidemic,” Ranma said.

“It was Happosai, ”said Akane

Ranma nodded in agreement and the two went into the school building. Not long after that they were sitting in their classroom. Their teacher going into some long, boring lecture which would have usually put them to sleep. However, everyone’s minds were on other things. Pretty much all of the boys were busy ogling the girls nearest to them. Since the incident, Many of the girls had to go to specialty store but many of them had been sold out and wouldn’t have any merchandise until the end of the week. Those who couldn’t afford to go or came too late had to either unbutton their shirts to breathe or deal with the alterations their mothers could do.

The girls in the class were divided on the subject. Some of the girls(most of Akane’s friends) were infuriated and wanted to gouge the boys’ eyes out. While the other girls were enjoying the attention and were flirting with the guys. Ranma was half asleep as he looked to the front. His eyes wandered over to Akane. She was reading her book with her breasts resting on the desk. Her shirt was unbuttoned enough to show some cleavage and the press of the table made them almost look like they were bulging out. Ranma felt his cock slightly fluttered at the sight.

However when noticing that Akane noticed him, Ranma looked away for fear of Akane’s fist or her trusty mallet. Unnoticed by Ranma, a flirtatious smirk formed on Akane’s face. She stood up with a raise of her hand and a bounce of her breasts. “Sensei?” She said.

“Yes, Ms. Tendo?”

“I don’t feel well and…” Akane said grabbing Ranma’s arm, “Ranma isn’t feeling very well either.”

“Akane, what are you talking about ?” Ranma said.

“Shush,” she said to Ranma and then whispered to him, “I wanted to talk to you outside.”

“Huh?”

“Come on,” with that Akane dragged Ranma out of the class.

Several feet away from the classroom in a deserted hallway, Ranma and Akane stopped. When they did Ranma jerked his arm away from Akane.

“Alright, now that you dragged me out of class I’d like to know what the hell is up, Akane?”

Akane turned around to face Ranma. Her eyes shined in a way he’d never seen or noticed before. While Ranma was caught off guard, Akane jumped up, wrapped her arms around Ranma’s neck, and gave him a deep passionate kiss. The kiss lasted about five minutes before Ranma came to his senses and pushed himself away from Akane.
“Akane, what’s with you? You get possessed by some freaky doll again?”

She looked at Ranma with her face showing that she was almost on the verge of tears. Ranma was taken back.

“Ranma…don’t you like me?”

“What do you mean, Akane?”

“Well, you always say what you don’t like about my body,” She said leaning forward emphasizing her bust, “But now thanks to Happosai’s spell, I have these large breasts. Don’t you like them?”

Akane became so close that her breasts were pressing up against Ranma’s chest, as he was pressed up against the wall. Ranma could see down Akane’s shirt and feel the weight of her breasts. These sights and feelings made Ranma’s cock rock hard and it rubbed up against Akane. Akane looked down, saw the contour in Ranma’s pants and gained an impish smile.

“Looks like your little friend is more truthfully than you,” She said crouching down, grabbing the brim of Ranma’s pants and underwear, and yanked them down, revealing Ranma’s erect manhood. Akane looked in awe and surprise at his large, throbbing pillar of flesh. She gingerly grabbed Ranma’s cock.

“It’s so big. This will be my first time so I hope you like it,” Akane said before consuming Ranma’s cock. Her tongue swirled around Ranma’s tip, taking in his taste. Then, her head began bobbing up and down and sucking on his shaft. Akane expressed her love of his cock through muffled moans. Ranma had never felt such a strange and intoxicating feeling. His mind felt numbed and could only moan and pant with pleasure for several minutes of this blow job. After a few more minutes, Ranma finally spoke, trying to catch his breath.

“Damn, Akane. For this being your first time, you’re pretty fucking amazing,” he said out loud but, in the back of his mind he thought *‘Course this is my first time, too.*

After hearing his compliment, Akane removed her mouth from his cock, looked up at him with her hair a mess, and said, “Baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”

She pulled down the straps of her skirt, finished undoing her blouse, and revealed her bare, bountiful bosoms. Upon seeing the massive mammaries, Ranma was mesmerized and his cock stiffened a little bit more. Akane took her breasts and wrapped them around Ranma’s cock. Ranma gave out a little moan when he felt himself between the two pillows of flesh. “This is called a titfuck and I think you’ll enjoy it,” She said seductively.

With that, she began bobbing her tits up and down Ranma’s cock. She began grinding his member with her boobs. She moaned expressions such as “oh yeah”, and “ah”. Ranma was utterly speechless except for some grunts and moans. He was on the verge of drooling with the amount of ecstasy he felt. As the titfuck continued, the speed of Akane’s breasts on Ranma’s cock became faster and faster. The hefty breasts grinding at constantly quickening speeds. Ranma almost couldn’t bear it much longer when Akane asked almost out of breath, “ How does it feel Ranma ? How does it feel?”

Panting, Ranma replied, “ It...Feels...GREAT!!!”

With that exclamation, a spray of cum shot out of Ranma’s cock and on to Akane’s face and boobs. Akane removed her boobs from Ranma’s cock as her fiancée almost collapsed against the wall. Ranma panted heavily, feeling more fatigued than he’d ever remembered being after any fight or training session. Akane took the time to lick the cum off her face and lap up the cum on her breasts. She enjoyed the taste of Ranma’s cum. The sight of Akane licking her own tits made Ranma’s limp dick stiffen a bit.

When Akane had cleaned the cum off of her face and boobs, she turned to Ranma and said in a bubbly yet sexy tone, “So you wanna start round 2?”

Ranma looked at her perplexed. “Round 2?”

Akane stood up, pulled down her dress, and bent over, showing off her panty-clad ass. Maybe it was left over hormones from the titfuck or a possible a side effect of Happosai’s spell but, Akane’s butt seemed more alluring than it ever had before to Ranma. His cock stiffened a little more.

“Don’t you wanna take a stab at my second best feature?” Akane said, shaking her butt a bit. Ranma’s dick was coming closer to being fully erect. Akane noticed this, and decided to kick it into full gear. She moved her panties a little to show off her pussy and said, “ We’re waiting for you two.”

That was enough. Ranma and his cock stood up fully erect and full of energy. With speed that was beyond his abnormal capabilities, Ranma came over to Akane, took off her panties, inserted himself into her pussy, and was now rhythmically jabbing her pussy with his member. Akane let out a loud moan as this happened. To steady herself, she grabbed the ledge of the window sill. Her big boobs bounced with each jab of Ranma’s cock. Spotting her freely bouncing tits, Ranma bent over and cupped her tits while still jabbing her pussy.

Ranma groped, massaged, ground, and teased Akane’s boobs. “Oh yeah, Ranma you really know how to work it,” Akane said. She continued to moan as Ranma continued. He increased his speed enough each time. He ground breasts more quickly and jabbed more and more frequently speeding up the rhythm. Faster and faster this continued until they were both at their zeniths.

“I’M CUMMING,” Akane wailed. Ranma was just pulling his cock out for one last jab when both his cock and Akane’s pussy let loose and made a veritable explosion of cum. They panted heavily, Ranma’s cock and Akane’s ass were almost covered in cum. Akane, going past her limit, fell blissfully asleep on the floor. Ranma’s strength was greatly reduced. Ryoga could probably beat him with ease. Hell, He’d probably have a hard time with Kuno. He looked over at his comatose fiancée and sighed.

He quickly cleaned up the cum(on the floor, himself, and Akane), dressed the unconscious girl and went to the nurse’s office. After poking his head around the door to make sure the coast was clear, Ranma came in and placed Akane into a spare bed. He looked at her sleeping face. *She is kinda cute when she’s asleep,* he thought. He shook his head, turned to the door, and left. *Time to get some info.*

Fifteen minutes later, Ranma had arrived at the Nekohaten and entered. “Hey, Old Ghoul, ya here?”

The restaurant was surprisingly empty. Only Cologne was there, perched in her usual spot on the counter. “Son-in-law, you’re looking for me?”

“Yeah, I got some questions about Happosai’s spell.”

“Yes, I assumed you’d come here about that sooner or later.”

Ranma looked at her suspiciously after hearing this but shrugged it off for the matter at hand. Ranma regaled Cologne about how Akane had gone from innocent yet stubborn school girl to lusty campus slut, minus specific details about their intercourse. When, He’d finished he looked at Cologne sternly.

“It’s kinda hard for someone like Akane to get so oversexed and I figured you had left something out of your explanation of Happosai’s spell. So spill”

“Well, Son-in-Law,” She started, “As I said, Happy’s foolishness had given many young women enlarged breasts but the Chuang-Mu spell does more than increase breast size. The spell is meant to turned a specific woman into a large-breasted, oversexed, obedient sex slave to the spell caster.”

“ Due to Happosai‘s mispronunciation, the spell has no focus on who the select person is. Thus, an over due amount of sexual energy causing those affected by the spell to experience moments of intense sexual overload and grab the nearest cock available, no matter who it is.”

“A good example is my great grandchild, whom grabbed the blind oaf, brought him into the back room, and fucked his brains out. Some affected by the spell will have memories of the experience, while others will not be able to remember anything, as if they had been possessed. Shampoo remembers nothing of her time with Mousse.”

This development made Ranma wonder if Akane had any memory of their fuck session. To think, Akane might be suffering from slutty Jekyll-Hyde syndrome or might not.

“Listen to me, Son-in-law. There is something very important you must remember,” she said, focusing Ranma’s attention on her, “ These moments of sexual overload usually happen half the time with those affected. Since you are half female, the spell with affect you when you are transformed by Jusenkyo‘s curse. You will become so amorous you will have no control over what you do in your female form and perhaps you may not have any memory. Be even more cautious of cold water.”

Ranma froze at the warning. If he was splashed with cold water, he’d become even more of a cock hungry slut than Akane. He’d have to be extra careful going home.

“Thanks for the info and the warning, Grandma. See ya, Later” He said to her as he left.

“Be careful out there,” She said back.

That evening…

The Tendo household was sitting down to dinner. Ranma, who was usually fighting with his father over food, seemed to have no appetite. His eyes were fixated on Akane. The words of Cologne echoed in his mind. * Some will have memories of the experience, while others will not be able to remember anything…* The question Ranma was asking himself was how could you tell if someone had memories or not.
Of course the question of Akane’s memories was not the only question on Ranma’s mind. His eyes and mind wandered over to Akane‘s sisters. If all young women in Nemira had these moments of sexual overload, he wondered what Nabiki and Kasumi had done when they experienced it.

It felt weird think about Kasumi in that way. She was pretty and everything but she was like an older sister to him. Nabiki was a slightly different matter. Aside from her extorting ways and expansive tastes, there was little Ranma knew about her. Who knew what Nabiki was capable of. Upon coming home, she’d changed into slightly more revealing garb. She was wearing what looked kinda like a purple-blue tube top with shoulder straps and a black miniskirt. Her top gave a nice view of her cleavage. The look of her clothes and his imagination of Nabiki in some sex romp with a guy made Ranma’s cock stiffen.

While Ranma pondered these questions and let his imagination run wild, the rest of the household was more focused on their meals except for Nabiki. She was secretly watching Ranma, a scheme had formed in her mind and she was waiting to put it into action. Kasumi looked around at her family chowing down and noticed Ranma had barely eaten one-fourth his usual amount of dinner. He seemed spaced out since he came home.

“Ranma, are you alright?” She sweetly asked.

Ranma broke from his train of thought and looked at the eldest Tendo sister.

“Huh?”

“You’ve barely touched your food,” Kasumi said pointing at his bowl, “Are you feeling ok?”

“No I’m not and I think I’ll go to bed early,” Ranma said getting up.

“Hold on, Ranma,” Nabiki said standing up with a jiggle of her boobs, “Before you go to bed, I want to talk to you…in private.”

Ranma looked at her suspiciously but shrugged and followed Nabiki upstairs. While walking to Nabiki’s room, Ranma’s eyes couldn’t help but fall upon Nabiki’s miniskirt-clad butt. The miniskirt hugged Nabiki’s taunt ass as it rocked back and forth. Ranma’s eyes were fixated on Nabiki’s butt and his cock pointed toward it as well. Ranma wondered if it was the spell or did Nabiki always have such a fine ass. Maybe he had the wrong Tendo daughter for a fiancée.

Nabiki stopped at her door and the two entered. She grabbed an envelope off her desk and sat on her bed.

“Sit down,” Nabiki said gesturing towards the floor.

Ranma did as directed, trying to hide his erection. Nabiki’s posture didn’t help. Her legs were spread a bit giving a show of her panties. Ranma placed his hands over his obvious erection. Nabiki smirked inwardly. She crossed her legs but leaned over to whisper something to him, giving a great view of her cleavage. “So, Ranma…”She asked seductively, “...How good was Akane?”

Ranma was startled by the question but shrugged it off.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” He denied.

Nabiki narrowed her eyes at Ranma for a minute but smirked and pulled something out of the envelope.

“Then, I guess I photoshoped these,” Nabiki said, holding up three pictures of Akane and Ranma fucking.

Ranma was startled by the pictures and swiped them from Nabiki. He looked over them. The pictures had no obvious signs of photoshop or fabrication. They were real. Ranma looked at Nabiki.

“How did you get these?” Ranma asked accusingly.

“I have my ways,” She answered nonchalantly, “It’s kinda interesting that you have memories of your experience.”

“What?”

“Well, when I went to visit Akane in the nurse’s office,” Nabiki started, “She couldn’t remember anything after she starting reading her book. Everything else was a complete blank.”

Ranma felt a mix of emotions. He was happy to know whether Akane remembered anything or not but was sad since she didn’t remember. His focus changed from Akane to Nabiki realizing where this sort of thing was heading. “What is you want, Nabiki?”

She smirked at his question. “I’ll keep these pictures and the knowledge of this event secret if you give me…a good…hard…fuck.”

Ranma froze. For a few long moments, neither spoke. Eventually, Ranma worked up the courage, uneasy though it was, to speak. “I’m sorry, could you say that again?”

“Ok Saotome,” Nabiki started, “I have pictures of you and Akane doing the nasty. In the wrong hands, these pictures would lead to more rumors at school and your death at the hands of your other fiancées and Akane’s suitors.”

“However, I would be willing to keep these pictures and my knowledge of these events incredibly secret if you and I fuck.”

Ranma looked dumbfounded about Nabiki’s proposal. He stammered with his answer, unable to react. Nabiki became impatient and with a devilish idea decided to take matters into her own hands.

“Well, I guess you need more incentive,” Nabiki said seductively.

Ranma looked at her confused. Nabiki’s hands went to the bottom of her minute top and pulled it up. Her firm breasts freed from their fabric confinement with a bounce and jiggle. Ranma’s eyes were fixated on her fallen fleshy mounds. Her breasts had a firm spherical quality like rosy peach-colored melons, ripe and ready. Her nipples perked and pointed to show her horniness. At the sight of these puppies, Ranma’s cock stood up, making a small peak in his pants and was desperate to say hello to the twins. During this time, Nabiki had taken off her top and watched Ranma’s expression and the throbbing peak in his pants appear.

“So what do you say to my proposal now, Ranma?”

Ranma had no verbal answer but instead lunged for Nabiki knocking her on to the bed. He went straight for what enticed him the most, her beautiful, bare breasts. With his right hand, He clutched Nabiki’s left boob. He groped , massaged, and teased her tit and nipple. For her right, Ranma wanted to quench his thirst and placed his mouth on her breast. He sucked and licked her firm breast, teasing her hard nipple with his saliva-covered tongue. Nabiki moaned at the pleasing sensation of Ranma’s hand and tongue.

Strangely out of instinct, Ranma moved his left hand down to her bottom, up her skirt, pushing aside her panties, and began jabbing his middle and index finger into her pussy. Nabiki gave a little grunt with the first jab and then moaned some more as it became constant. Nabiki was surprised by Ranma. Aside from the groping, he didn’t pull any of these moves with Akane. Remembering who she was dealing with, it actually came as no surprise.

“You...really are...a fast learner, Ranma.”

Ranma smiled a bit and continued his groping, titty teasing, and pussy jabbing, Nabiki panting and moaning the whole time. A few moments later, Nabiki let out a loud moan and came, spraying over Ranma’s fingers. Nabiki laid back on her bed and catching her breath. She sat up a bit and noticed Ranma’s pants, showing the peak of a more erect cock then when they started. She gained a smug smile and said “Well, I guess we’re only half done.”

Ranma stripped down to nothing but his own skin. He stood in front of Nabiki, his slim yet muscular frame having a strange shine in her room. Though she could see why many girls flocked to him, her eyes were more focused on the muscle between his thighs. His big, thick dick standing upright, twitching and throbbing ever so often. She was surprised by the size of it. She even blushed. *Too bad I didn’t know about that before Kasumi and I stuck him with Akane* She thought, *This is going to be fun.*

Nabiki got off the bed. “Why don’t you lie down while I get my stuff off.”

Ranma did as he was asked and lied on the bed. Nabiki slipped off her skirt and panties. She got on to the bed, stood on her knees over Ranma, and looked at him in a seductive way.

“Time to ride the bull,” She said, lowering herself on to Ranma’s prick. They both let out a moan as Ranma’s member was inserted in Nabiki’s pussy. Strangely, it was a tight fit.

“Damn, Nabiki,” Ranma said, “Your pussy’s really tight.”

Nabiki smiled a little. “Maybe your dick’s huge…but I don’t mind.”

With that, Nabiki began bouncing on Ranma’s cock. Her pussy going up and down his long shaft. Her breasts also bounced freely as she bounced on the cock. Ranma panted, the feeling of her soaked pussy on his cock. It was amazing.

“Oh god, Nabiki you’re good.”

Nabiki didn’t responded. She was too enthralled by the ecstasy of sex. The sensation of her wet pussy stroking Ranma’s dick, the bouncing of her sweat-soaked breasts, and the mixed aroma of Ranma and herself. She was intoxicated by these things. As she continued bouncing on him, her pussy became wetter and wetter, making it easier bounce. While her juices lubricated Ranma’s member, she began bouncing faster with each bounce. After a little more of this, Ranma recognized the tingling sensation that came before you were about to cum.

“Oh god, I’m going to cum,” He admitted.

“Just...Hold it...a little more,” Nabiki asked, “I’m...Almost...There.”

Ranma was barely containing himself. Nabiki began bouncing more rapidly and then she was just ready to let it go. Finally, neither could hold it, and the two came in an spray of cum and a loud wail.

Ten minutes later, Nabiki came down stairs in different clothes. She was also wiping herself down with a small towel.

“Where’s Ranma?” Kasumi asked.

“Probably asleep,” Nabiki replied, “After we had our chat, he went to bed.”

“Oh” Kasumi sighed.

In the room Ranma and his father shared, Ranma lay on his futon. He was exhausted after his fuck session with Nabiki. *If this keeps up, I’m either going to die or use up all my sperm,* Ranma thought. This and a couple other thoughts ran through his mind before he drifted off into sleep.

In the middle of the night…

Ranma awoke to a low rumbling noise. He looked over to his father in his panda form. That sound was probably the old man snoring. The sound came again but he realized it came from his stomach. Not that surprising since during dinner, he was too distracted by his thoughts to eat anything. Now, his stomach was crying out for nourishment. Using a sloppy version of the Umisenken, he quietly left his room, went down stairs, and went to the kitchen to get some grub.

While searching through the fridge, his mind was slightly more focused on the events of the day. Most of the focus was on the fuck sessions with Akane and Nabiki. Akane seemed to know a lot about sex for her first time. This made Ranma slightly question the innocence and naïveté of the youngest Tendo daughter. Of course, thinking back to what Cologne said, it may just be an effect of the spell. Like some karma sutra implanted into the mind. You’d kinda want a sex slave to know those things. This also led Ranma to wonder what else Akane knew.

Part of Ranma was curious about Nabiki but, not at all surprised. As it had been said, there wasn’t that much he knew about Nabiki beyond her loan sharking and expense tastes. Maybe, she snuck out of the house at night and whored herself off for bukko bucks. This thought led to Ranma’s imagination going wild. He imagined Nabiki and Akane on some neon-lit street, dressed in skimpy outfits. Both of them flaunting their luscious assets, winking and blowing kisses at the guys they passed. Ranma gained a perverted smirk and a stiffening cock at this thought.

He then imagined the two of them grabbing two guys and taking them into an alley for some fun. Akane was giving her guy a titfuck while Nabiki was riding on her guy standing up. Cum exploded onto the two, horny women. These thoughts brought Ranma to the edge of salivating and made his cock stand upright. He was so focused on his fantasy that he didn’t notice the footsteps of another person entering the kitchen.

“Ranma…”

Ranma snapped back to reality and froze. He turned his head to see the person. There was Kasumi, standing in the kitchen doorway, dressed in a long, dark purple robe. Ranma didn’t dare turn his whole body around for fear of Kasumi’s disgust at the pitched tent in his boxers.

“Kasumi…” he replied nervously.

“What are you doing up?” she asked in her usual sweet voice.

“I was…uh…hungry…” he said stammering, “and…I-uh… couldn’t sleep.”

“Oh well, If you’re hungry,” She said, “I’ll make a snack for you.”

“Great.”

A little later, Ranma sat at the kitchen table, snacking on some reheated rice and having a cup of tea with Kasumi sitting beside him, having her own cup of tea. He paused for a minute looking at her. Luckily by the time they were both sitting down, Ranma’s erection had mostly subsided. However sitting this close to Kasumi gave it a bit of a `cum’ back. Her robe was wrapped tightly around her body. The top hugged her enlarged bosom, open just enough to give a peek of her cleavage. While the bottom half, gave a view of one of her shapely legs.

As said, Kasumi was like an older sister but looking at her like this it was different. Of the three sisters, Kasumi was probably the prettiest and now with such huge breasts gave her some sex appeal and was giving Ranma a stiffy. He swallowed hard, hoping Kasumi wouldn’t notice.

“Ranma…,” Kasumi started, “…could you keep a secret?”

“Sure, Kasumi,” He answered, “What is it?”

“Well…” Kasumi blushed trying to find the right words, “I’ve been having these urges…”

“What kind of urges?”

“Sexual,” She admitted, “They’ve been coming on and off today. A desperation to have sex with any man near. I’ve found some ways to stave off the sexual hunger by masturbating.”

She looked at Ranma who was staring at her. She blushed profusely and put her hands in her face.

“You must think I’m some kind of nymphomaniac,” she said into her hands.

“No, Kasumi,” Ranma said assuring her, “I don’t think of you like that.”

Kasumi looked up from her hands nearly on the verge of tears.

“You don’t?”

“No, I still think of you as you are and have been,” Ranma said, “And if you need some help, I’d be willing to oblige.”

Kasumi smile and stood up from her chair. “ If you’re offering…,” She said, going for the belt of her robe, “Could you do so now?”

Kasumi undid her belt and let her robe fall to the floor. Ranma’s eyes nearly popped out from their sockets. Under her robe, Kasumi wore a transparent purple nightie and a pair of orchid panties. The nightie had a low neckline that gave a large amount of cleavage and hung off the tips of Kasumi’s mammaries like a curtain or drape. Her panties were on the edge of the style of a thong or g-string, leaving only a little to the imagination.

Ranma’s cock stood completely upright.Kasumi leaned forward, her breasts swaying and jiggling when she did so. “I know this must be weird with me, being your fiancée’s sister, but could you please…” She paused trying to think of a better phrase but went with the most basic, “…fuck me?”

Ranma was frozen for a little when seeing Kasumi and hearing her request. In his mind, a smaller version of himself which represented his conscience was leaping up and down, screaming at him about the consequences could and would follow this action. However, Ranma’s conscience was knocked out by a larger, more muscular version of Ranma which represented his perversion, whom had grown rapidly over the past several hours and was telling Ranma to fuck the consequences and go fuck Kasumi. Ranma decided to follow his perversion and answered, “OK.”

“Thank you,” Kasumi said smiling, “Why don’t lie down on the floor.”

Ranma did as requested by the eldest Tendo sister, lying down on the floor. The only thing standing was the cloth peak in Ranma’s boxers. Kasumi grabbed the brim of his boxers and saw his cock in full glory. Kasumi gasped for a minute and then smiled. She got on top of Ranma, her head next to Ranma’s cock and her butt in Ranma’s face. Ranma stared at Kasumi’s panty-clad butt and pussy. Her panties looked soaked near her pussy.

“Kasumi, What are you-”

“It’s a position I heard about. I’ll suck your cock while you lick my pussy.”

Kasumi moved her panties over to the side to show Ranma her pussy. It was wet and begging for attention. Ranma was slightly entranced by it. Kasumi began her part. She engulfed Ranma’s dick with her mouth, licking his head and shaft and sucking on it like a popsicle. Kasumi enjoyed the taste of his dick. As she did this, Ranma licked her pussy. He lapped up the juices that flowed from the sex organ. Ranma found the juices though somewhat bitter, to be a delicious taste. Both of them released muffled moans and grunts of ecstasy and pleasure.

Kasumi found this action to be much better than merely masterbating. After some jabbing her middle and index fingers into her vagina and licking the cum from her fingers. The feeling of a real cock in her mouth was amazing. Like enjoying a large sasauge but having to be careful not to bite it off. Also, the feeling of her pussy being caressed by Ranma’s tongue was another interesting sensation. She found it so amazing and felt she was near the edge of cumming. Ranma felt himself getting near the edge of cumming as well.

Kasumi started increasing the speed of her blow job, her head bobbing up and down Ranma’s cock more rapidly. Ranma also sped up his licking. After, a few minutes more, the two hit their zeniths. Kasumi’s cum flowed onto Ranma’s face and Ranma’s cum sprayed onto Kasumi’s. Kasumi licked of the cum from her face.

“That was great, Ranma,” She said looking back at him.

“I don’t think were done,” Ranma replied.

Kasumi blinked and turned her head back to the front. She noticed that Ranma’s cock was still upright even after cumming. Kasumi blushed and smiled. She looked back at Ranma and said, “Well we’re going to have to fix that then.”

Kasumi got up on the counter and spread her legs to show her pussy. Ranma’s penis became slightly more erect at the inviting sight. Ranma came up and began rhythmically pounding Kasumi’s pussy. Kasumi panted as Ranma pounded, her whole body bouncing with his jabs.

“Oh my. This…is a…bumpy ride…but… it…feels…great.”

Ranma wasn’t paying attention to her words. His mind was more focused on what was bouncing in front of him. The firm mammaries in front of him, bouncing like twin basketballs. Ranma licked his lips, thirsty to suck upon her supple tits. He followed his thirst and suckled on her tits. Ranma alternated from one breast to the other and massaged, groped, and teased the breast he was not sucking on. He paused from his sucking and looked up at Kasumi from her breasts to say one thing.

“Kasumi, You have really nice breasts.”

After those words, Ranma continued his pussy pounding and titty-playing. They enjoyed their intercourse. Ranma speeding up his actions. He pounded her pussy more and more. Ranma stopped sucking on her tits and went on to using both hands to play with her breasts. He squeezed and teased her large breasts, grinding them against each other. He pinched her nipples which made Kasumi give a little scream.

“You really tender there huh?“ he said. Kasumi nodded and Ranma went back to merely playing with her breasts. After a little longer, Kasumi and Ranma felt themselves getting to the edge. Finally, Ranma and Kasumi came at the same time in a cum exsplosion similar to Ranma and Akane’s session early. After cumming, Kasumi placed Ranma’s head on her breasts.

“Thank you, Ranma,” Kasumi said, “I am very grateful for what you’ve done for me.”

Ranma felt comforted by being held in such a way. The two went to their bedrooms and slept for the rest of the night.

The next morning…

Ranma awoke to the new day. He looked over to the alarm clock next to his mattress. The clock said it was 8 am. Ranma was about to go nuts for a minutes when he noticed a folded piece of paper next to the clock addressed to him. He unfolded it and read the note. It read:

Ranma-
Thank you for your help last night. Since you were tired I told father that you still weren’t feeling well. I’ve called the school and said you won’t be coming. Thank you again.
-Kasumi

Ranma smiled to himself and laid back on his mattress. *Guess I could live with this spell,* Ranma thought to himself. He was just about to go to get up when his door slid open.

“Time for your check up, Mr. Saotome,” said Nabiki. She was dressed in a skimpy and revealing nurse’s uniform more fitting to a centerfold of a nude magazine. Ranma sat on his mattress startled by the entrance of the skimply clad Nabiki, one thought came out of the others…*When is the old ghoul gonna break the spell?*

End Chapter 1