Raising Ranma

Raising Ranko 2: Ladies Don't Swear

By Koumei

Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma 1/2 or the characters from it – Rumiko Takahashi does, along with various publishers. This falls under Fair Use. I make no money off this, and if you find yourself paying to read this, you have been cheated.

Also, this contains sexual content (the spanking of a fictional minor of age 16-17), and you probably know that. Do not proceed if you are under legal age to do so.

Note: when things are written by the perspective of Ranma, or with him as the active subject, I will refer to him as Ranma and use the masculine pronouns. When it is from the perspective of Nodoka, Ranma will be referred to as Ranko, and with the feminine pronouns.

The night had gone peacefully enough – Nodoka set up a futon in the spare room for Ranko, and cooked a nice dinner for the two of them. Ranma already felt at home and comfortable, finally somewhere with a family member who actually cared about him. He slept easily that night, knowing he could at least rest and deal with the troubles later.

The next morning, Nodoka opened the door and gently shook her awake.

“Ranko... Ranko, sweetie, it's time to get up.”

“Hruh?” Ranma asked, bleary eyed and still half asleep. He reacted awkwardly as Nodoka pulled the covers away and raised him to his feet. He was, as always, sleeping in a singlet and boxer shorts.

“Oh no, that won't do either. We're going clothes shopping today. I'll make sure to get you some proper pyjamas as well, so you don't sleep like a boy. Well come on, have a quick shower while I get breakfast ready for us.”

Too tired to protest, Ranma did as instructed, stumbling off to the bathroom. It was awkward, he still thought of himself as a he while his mother already saw him as her daughter.

Well, with this body and the length of time since she saw me, I guess I understand that...

He took his time in the shower, glad he didn't need to wash both forms this time. But while in there, rubbing the shower gel across his full breasts and buttocks, and into his sex, he closed his eyes, moaning quietly, and started to lean against the wall, getting caught in the moment. His dreams that morning had been particularly exciting, and it would surely just take a few minutes...

But then the door opened, Nodoka just walking on in.

“Ranko, please be quick, we don't have all- Ranko, what are you doing in there?”

Ranma gulped, paralysed with the shock of his mother just walking in when he was in the shower, and the embarrassment of being caught masturbating there. Suddenly, Nodoka's hand was on Ranko's wrist, and she was tugged right out.

“That is a terrible, unladylike habit, Ranko, and I won't let you go around doing such things!”

Ten times, her hand fell, slapping firmly against Ranko's bare, wet backside. Each time, water droplets bounced off her rump and the skin bounced and rippled, quickly turning pink. Ranma let out a yelp of pain with each one.

“Promise me you will never do such a thing again!”

“Okay, I promise, mum, I promise! Owowow...”

Ranko stood there, rubbing her stinging behind.

“Well, hurry and get dried and dressed. And if I catch you doing that again... the consequences will be most severe for you.”

Getting ready took hardly any time at all, and breakfast was wolfed down with his usual speed, resulting in a disappointed look from Nodoka.

“We're really going to have to do something about your manners.”

However, soon, they were out the door, heading down the street to the shopping district in search of food for the evening, and proper, girly clothes for “Ranko”.

Ranma didn't like the idea – not in the slightest. He was perfectly happy wearing his clothing, but it didn't matter what he thought, his mother had made her mind up. And so it was that he had to try on various halter tops, skirts, dresses, and so on. He gritted his teeth, embarrassed and impatient, but wanting to just get it over with and to go home. But then it was just too far for him.

“Okay, here, step behind the changing curtain there and try this bra on. You're also getting proper underwear befitting a girl, none of these boxer shorts.”

“What? But I don't need a bra. I'm fine just hanging loose, and I prefer boxer shorts!”

“No, proper young ladies wear proper ladylike underwear, and that includes a bra. Come on, try it on. I will help you if you've never worn one before.”

“No way, that's crossing the line! Nobody is even going to SEE what I'm wearing under clothes, so what the hell does it matter that I don't wear them. Get rid of that crap, I'm not fucking wearing it!”

Only then, when everyone was silent, did Ranma realise he had shouted that last sentence out. And to make matters worse, he had swore at his own mother.

“I... I'm sor-”

But she cut him off.

“Don't you dare speak to me like that, young lady. You need to be taken down a peg, right here and now.”

Grabbing Ranko firmly by the wrist, Nodoka pulled her over to an empty bench, sitting down and tugging the protesting girl over her lap, holding her tightly in place.

“Hey, what are you-”

But she didn't have time to finish it, before her trousers were not pulled down, but torn off completely.

“You won't be wearing them again, so no need to preserve them. And the same goes for these!”

Likewise her boxer shorts were torn completely off, revealing her bare bottom to the growing crowd.

“I'm sorry, mum, please, I'm sorry, just let me go, okay?”

“Not until I have taught you a proper lesson in controlling your temper and acting in a ladylike manner!”

And it began. Ranma knew what to expect, in general – he knew that soon, his female bare bottom was going to be spanked in public by his mother. But he didn't know how hard, or how long. But the first question seemed to be answered as her hand collided with “his” left bottom cheek with full force. He squealed at the pain, kicking both legs out, and started trying to struggle and squirm free. It was to no avail, though, all his kicking and squirming did was provide the onlookers with a view between his legs.

“You have clearly needed this for a long time, so I'm not going to stop until your bottom is red raw young lady. And if you even think about trying to cover up, or to kick me, then I will take my hairbrush out and thoroughly blister your bottom for everyone here to see.”

Ranma vaguely heard her, but mostly, he was too busy trying to avoid the burning pain as each powerful smack landed against soft, springy flesh, bouncing away and leaving the skin stinging and pink.

Again and again, she struck, her palm smacking Ranko's exposed rear, and she made sure to cover every inch of the curved, formerly pale flesh. She went right up to the crown of the soft cheeks, down to where they joined the thighs – causing more squealing than before. She even slightly parted Ranko's bottom cheeks to spank the inner curves of them, as well as exposing her puckered anus to the crowd.

“Please, please mum, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for shouting and swearing, I won't do it again. Please stop!”

But Nodoka wasn't listening, she just kept going. Over and over she slapped Ranko's shapely ass, continuing to add burning pain until it was exactly as she promised – until Ranko's whole bottom was red raw. Finally she released her, letting Ranko just lie there, bawling in tears. Her eyes softened only then, and she let her hand rest on her daughter's bottom, gently rubbing and massaging the tortured flesh.

It took a little over a minute for Ranma to stop crying, to finally settle down. Even then, he was still sniffling, while Nodoka just continued to stroke and soothe his bottom. He didn't even care any more that he was so exposed to the crowd. Not that he ever really did care, not feeling that it was truly his body to be ashamed of.

Eventually, he finally stood up, Nodoka helping him, and he wiped his eyes and clutched his burning cheeks.

“Okay. Don't just stand there with your vagina on display, sweetie, go behind the changing screen and try this underwear on. You can have a nice short skirt with it today, I think, and I'll help you put a bra on...

“Yes... mother.” Ranko quietly replied.

To Be Continued