Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ How was that possible? ❯ The answer!!! ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Revised: 26.02.2013 (Spelling errors courtesy of TheDevian.)


Author Notes:
The same disclaimer as in the last applies! What? Shouldn’t you expect such thing? ;P

Here again migele did a wonderful job! You should have seen how it was before!

It’s nice to see that my story is well received. I like that very much! ^^ This chapter is the reason why I rated this story M. For those that don’t like strong but non-explicit adult themes did you ignore the M rating? If so then don’t complain later on. ;)



Chapter 1
The Answer!!!



‘Whenever I try something to help Akane, be it getting pig-boy away from her in his piggy form, to try to help her regain her memory, having to literally get away from her cooking, saving the Non-Martial Artist Nabiki from falling and maybe even breaking something, not even letting to hearing me out what happened all the times I get clomped or kissed by other girls and she kicks me instead of pushing the others away! Why's she always lettin' her anger out and only lets it out on me and not the others, which are responsible! Yeah I muck thinks up many times but, argh, she drives me up the wall with her unreasonable and uncute behavior. If only she would be like her, the green-eyed girl. Then again, there is always a shadow behind me whenever I’m down, which reminds me of the girl I dreamed of, which only filled my heart with warmth, caring, and love! Whenever I’m hurt, the shadow seems to protect me and hold me in a caring embrace and lets me fight another day against the madness that always surrounds me. I don’t think I could go on and on without having the hope to maybe find her again someday. Furthermore, I can’t get her out of my dreams those eyes filled with love, affection, and so much caring! Why, oh why can’t I remember who she is?!’


The green-eyed girl studied Ranma from afar doing any job to let her already large horizon of knowledge expand. She watched Ranma who sometimes looked in her direction only to see nothing; because, probably she once again distorted herself into a strange posture where she had hidden behind a tree, bank, trash can . . . or she spread herself out.

Yes, she had studied Ranma thoroughly and made even some files on him. Even thought when she had finished those she had been found out and had been punished by father. That hadn’t even dented her determination since she now had a much better knowledge of Ranma. Even when she was grounded and wasn’t allowed to go near Ranma, she studied, studied, and held herself fit or trained whenever she had time, because she wanted to be the One for him.

She never got too near to him; she couldn’t because of father. All because she wasn’t ready yet to be allowed to be together again with Ranma. She always consoled herself with her laboratory appliances. Maybe one of those could help her with helping Ranma.

Many times, she managed to avert tragedy from befalling Ranma. Not letting Genma push Ranma from a cliff when he couldn’t yet handle it. Giving Ranma the chance to get to know some friends even if those could later become her rivals, she didn’t care because all that would count is that Ranma would stay alive, and if she would have to share, she would. Anything that helps her with Ranma!

Little by little, the green-eyed girl became what could be the dream women for Ranma, be it through studying him through files or observations and learning everything that he likes and dislikes. Like women, taste, what turns him on and what turns him off . . . everything that she could get information on. She modeled herself to be like that. Before they met she had a personally mix of Shinobu Maehara [Love Hina] and Sasami Jurai [Tenchi Muyo.] However, through minute changes and over a long time she went from developing into a very cute and Kasumi like women interested in gardening and chatting similar as grandmothers do, instead she now develops into a woman, which even dressed demurely would leave all men drooling and worshipping her. Now she is a wild girl, living from day to day like it was her last day. A very fun person to be around that would go out into the world and scream whenever she can and wants to. And,yeah, she can definitely be a backup and not a dead weight for Ranma when they come into a fight. Furthermore, she definitely can hold with Ranma an insult match while not meaning it just for fun. Thus doing what she likes with a happy-go-lucky outlook on life.


Time flies by for the girl and she is now a woman and she has reached her goal she set herself. A head taller then Ranma with her long hair going down to her tight and perfect butt, she decides to go the last mile from the neighbor district Toshima to Ranma, walking her sexy gait all the way.

The yet unknown woman glides on her high heels through the streets, where men and boys nearly die of blood loss, get yelled at, and slapped by jealous girlfriends and wives, run into something while looking at any body part of her, and even cars drive into each other and one goes through one street vendor, where no fighting occurred over the cost because both looked after the same magnificent woman. Some of those lucky guys that fainted/ran into something and fell to the ground have now her fitting to a t lacy black g-string burned into their brain for all eternity. Yeah some of the women that saw her also took notes, while some since then and there now declared themselves as bi or lesbian. It went downright dangerous as the bakery bus drove into a hydrant and the water sprayed her well build body making her wet at the back. That alone got the blood boiling in many more. She turns around looking at the spraying water and the chaos she left behind. Smiling at what she caused and seconds later, a dreamlike smile appeared as if by magic. ‘That brings back fun memories but we can do those and so much more.’ She stands there lost in her wild fantasy with Ranma. The smile alone would be enough to drive the men wild; nevertheless, the now wet front let see through her dress and revealed everything from the lacy black bra to the sexy g-string. As if not enough, her engorged nipples because of thinking of Ranma could be seen along much bare breast, which that lacy bra couldn’t even begin to dream of covering.

Let ensure those who watched went now so far as to cause an accident with their moving vehicles of any kind for only getting a better view of her.

When she was out of sight, all the arriving and information demanding news reporters got out of those that were smitten by her beauty.

“She must be an alien because her beauty isn’t from earth!” “A shagable minx, that one!” “Aauuuuuhhhh!!!”

From angry/jealous girls and women “She is a succubus I tell you!” “She must have come from the sea that Siren!!!”

Yet another group of people went home to look at the pictures/videos they have taken and masturbate for days and not caring that they don’t get to work or even have a girlfriend at home.

On another hand, some religious and satanic people fought with words.

“She must be a goddess!”

“I tell you only demons can have that good look pat down!”

“Where do I sell my soul!”

“I wish I had an angel!”

As you see, many groups fight what they see, or is that what they want to see? There are even people, who are in a near trance like state. Moreover, they can’t be brought out of their state and have to be taken care of. Some of those stare at a place only they can see with a near deranged smile and drool running out of the sides of their mouth. Some swing their heads from left to right and back while some swing their head up and down whipping to some rhythmus only they know. Strange that all those that swing are doing it in synchronization!

Then there are those that still grumble.

Some women “That is not fair that a woman has such a silk like hair, baby soft skin that looks so creamy, and so large perfectly shaped breasts all in one!” Sniff sniff!


Somewhere at the borderline in Nerima. “Honey! Did you see that redheaded tramp again or why did you again coop yourself up in your room? Honey?!?” Knocking now on the door vividly. “Honey come out or no nookie for you for a week! Honeeeeeeeeeeeeey!”


A little further to the Tendo Dojo two vendors talks vividly. “I tell you she must be as well such a,” gesticulating in the air the measurements of the woman, “wonderful body! I can’t imagine a human being with that a luscious body.”

“That girl or was it boy, oh yeah, boy has all that luck first that Amazon and now that. What next?” Using the universal hand sign for intercourse. “He goes and does a mythical being?!”

“Yeah I want to play hide the sausage.” Daydreams the meat vendor.

“No, I want to play hide the cucumber.” Daydreams the vegetable vendor.

“I want to plug that socket.” Daydreams the vendor for household appliances.

“That’s what I wouldn’t mind measuring.” Daydreams the tailor.

“My little toy soldier stands ready for use.” Daydreams the toy vendor.

They all stare at each other, then the heated discussion began.


A figure rose from the midst of a freshly created crater. A hakama still unwrinkled covers him while a bokken is held low in his right hand.

“Oh the heavens weep for yet again the fool sorcerer showed his dark power and thus prevented me from claiming my loves.” Slowly the feet covered in dirt and dust moved up the crater leaving behind footprints. Looking at his bokken, he continues speaking to himself. “Even those weapons of mine blessed by the gods--”

CRACKA-DOOOM

Puzzled he looks up where the thunder on a very clear day came from. Though unperturbed he continues, “Why does my precious weapon have such a blemish onto its magnificent form? Why must this weapon bless--“

CRACKA-DOOOOOOM

Again, looking up though now in another direction, shortly afterwards his eyes open wide. “Nay even those gods tell me now that this weapon won’t do . . . . So I have to get a weapon of the gods themselves.” As his eyes lowers to the ground his entire frame freezes, his eyes go up and down dinner plate size. Whispering to himself in a hushed voice “Have the gods blessed me twice now? First to survive Saotome’s wrath and now this . . . .” Pointing his blemished bokken to the sky, “I Tatewaki Kuno can’t allow such a fine woman to fall into the accursed hands of Saotome.” With that, Kuno runs full speed with open arms to the gorgeous woman. “Beautiful maide--"

However, he was cut off by introduction to her well trained fists.


Screams of torture came out of Kuno’s mouth.

Whispering among those that stood around.

“I have to know how she does that.”

“I like the view! A shame that one can’t see past the panties. Did I tell you that I like the view?”

Gulp “I believe one can see on the black g-string the texture of . . . .” GULP! And then that one guy fainted.

After many minutes of pent-up anger at the boy, which harassed her Ranma, a crackling sound and an anguished scream finally ended his punishment.


Kuno crumpled on the floor in front of the still unknown woman, his eyes not seeing anything. He is beaten black and blue, his kimono charred black, and thankfully, though many wonder how, it still covers Kuno’s dignity. Kuno’s head goes as far as it could back. Soot covered his entire frame wherever a piece of cloth burned. A smoke cloud floats from his mouth into the sky as if his soul went out of his body.

Not even looking at how Kuno ends up there, she continues her task of finding Ranma with her sexy gait.



Ranma, as usual, walks with Akane home. This time, jumping from one sidewalk to the other.

“Ranma hurry up, I want to feed P-Chan before he gets lost!” Running like mad Akane soon left behind a steaming Ranma on the barricade pole. 'Always all others before m--' Then he got a whiff of something divine. Not even seconds after taking a whiff, his eyes ‘deludes’ then he takes a deep breath to inhale more of the wonderful scent.

“Come here please.” A sensual voice told him, which electrified him thorough his entire body.

The deciding factor why he did so was the soul wrenching pleading quality it had in the word ‘please.’

Not soon after he rounded the corner, two delicate though still strong and beautiful hands, with a healthy tan grabbed him and took him by surprise with their speed. Then he sees beautiful lips in natural color, which descended to his own, but the reason why he let that happen was that he saw the raw need, the pure want to be with him in her glimmering familiarly green eyes. He is mesmerized by her eyes, which he could stare for hours without end. Getting now the whole picture of her, he is excited without equal. Her beautiful stunning face, eyes he gets lost in, a beautiful formed mouth, her impish tongue peeking a little bit out of her mouth, breasts that stretch her bra to the fullest, which one can see through the still wet shirt, ears he wants to nibble on and lick, silvery silken hair flying in entrancing patterns behind her while some strands of hair caress his arms, her formfitting clothing, how she moved, spoke, and touched him. And then all that and even for every one thing themselves he sensed her in any way he would just orgasm when she touches him, without him softening, orgasm when her hair caressed his arms, orgasm for how she smelled, and orgasm, and still not softening until it hurts to orgasm. Then she took his head and kissed him. During that mind numbing exciting and blissful experience, he got lost in her green eyes. Ecstasy flows through his veins then he felt her excitement and smelled it even. After the kiss, he fell backwards as his legs failed to support him only to be caught in her hands and taken in a heartfelt embrace. His head fell in her oh so perfect shaped breasts. Closing his eyes, he enjoys that moment.

He has forgotten time, forgotten his father, and even forgotten the Neko-ken. Just basking in the sun and enjoying the warm wind on his skin as well, he couldn't forget how she tasted, how she felt, and just how beautiful her green eyes were.

It felt for him like a déjà-vu though as he saw her eyes he now remembers. Those are the eyes that care!

Just for you I took the second domain love. Again his senses dazzled by her smile of warmth, friendship, hunger, ecstasy, beauty, . . . and above all love.

He stumbles with his words, “So . . . that.. wasn't a dream?” A smile lit his face. “It wasn't a dream I knew you were always there for me and that I could find you again!” Then he engulfs her into his embrace. Small drops of tears fall from his eyes onto her bountiful bosom. Then he twirls and dances with her with such a smile and enthusiasm not long seen on him since a long time. He screams. “It wasn't a dream!”

She too smiles as if she won a billion platinum because truly in her case she thought she won something many times more worth. He was again carefree, full of live, in good spirits, and most importantly he was with her now and if she can say anything about it then for forever.

He uses his right hand to slowly stroke over her left cheek.

She only leans into his hand comforted that he still likes her that much.

Still a little troubled who that beauty is. Seeing the silvery hair reaching to her tight ass, which framed and emphasized her green eyes. “Em um, . . . .”  Then his eyes widen a bit. “URD!”

With that, he pushes her into the next house wall kissing her mad of love and happiness, rough and full of passion. Their hand and feet intertwined always moving caressing each other, her silky white hair stroking his skin and him lusting for more. His erection oh so near, though only away of her treasure box because of her black g-string. Their arms embrace now each other, stroking their backs in oh so sweet brushes of sweet heaven. Slowly his eyes close, so that he can feel her more, to enjoy her more thoroughly. Her velvet skin on his, her sweet warm lips on his, her wild and ever so exploring tongue ‘fighting’ with his, while his eyes are closed and in that blissful experience, he remembers . . . .


Wolves many wolves are after him. Genma long ago abandoned him when Ranma was soaked in the bloody steaks smell and therefore attracted many more of those damned wolves. There, silvery hair and the shape of a small girl roughly the same age as his pointing before him. Eyes widening he sees a little paper in front of him fixed on the bark of a three. Looking back, she is gone. Still running he takes the paper reads it and a devious smile is now painted on his face. ‘That’s a good plan! That’s right here right down the hill then up the next hill, then left and here should it be when the plan is correct.’ Still running Ranma nearly doesn’t look anywhere else while all those wolves are hot on his heels. That's all he managed without losing the sofa still bound on his back and without the wolves catching up. ‘There just as it’s written down the beehives’ With that he jumped up catching the beehives lightly but hard enough for those bees to notice then right into those stones which luckily for him protect him for the oncoming danger and the sofa completely shuts that ‘cave’. After the howling and buzzing sound left, Ranma carefully comes out of the cave disentangled with the time now he had from the ropes binding him to the sofa. Taking the time to eat the untouched steak. After the filling meal, he went to the nearby river and cleaned himself up. Thanking silently the girl for the plan because she helped him out greatly.


The kiss deepens and they nearly merge lost in the wonders of the kiss itself. Their intertwined limbs caressing and rubbing each other’s erogenous zones only enhancing the experience of the sensual deep soul searching and soul-answering kiss.

How she helped him, because only through her memories of her and how she mesmerized/rescued him right before he would have done something dumb again.


"Son, now it's time again for you to learn the importance to be deceptive and chaotic. When you fight against another person the other may not perceive what you do and how you react. One reason why I named you Ranma. Then Ran means as well Chaos. So, be a good boy and go to that temple that lies on the top of the hill there surrounded by cherry trees and rosebushes. To learn deceptions go in there without being seen as a suspicious boy. Then when you see the golden statue cause a ruckus and bring that statue here to me. Understood boy?"

"Sure do pop."

"Then why are you still standing her. Get going boy!"

Knowing that his father will get angry if he doesn't follow his word. Jogging up to the temple, he looks shortly back. 'There that look again what always causes me trouble. What do those eyes hide? What emotions pop hold whenever he looks like that?' Shrugging his shoulders, the small boy Ranma continues his little journey to the temple.

Like every tourist and temple visitor Ranma went in and does his prayer. 'Please good one up there let me meet my friends I want to be together with them I miss them especially that little girl I met in the city.' Remaining in his position for a few seconds to give his prayer more meaning. One minute later, he carefully glances through his eyelids. To find the statue. 'Yes there it is.' Still standing still in the same pose, he still glances through his eyelids to get all information he can get. 'Too many around the statue.' Grinning a bit. 'Yes that stone will do.' With that, Ranma snips the stone with his toe at the little vase filled with stones of many colors. 'Hit.' Grinning more, Ranma waits which reactions there will be to that vase.

The vase sports now a hole in it and all those stones fell out of the hole onto the other vases below on the ground arranged around the pound and one after another stone fell onto the vases on the ground ruining some.

In the direction to the statue, he steps on a little paper where something is written on. He stops to read it.

Stealing of others is wrong.
I want you to remain strong.
Every day without you is torture.
Your father only sent you out as lure.
Don't fully trust him further then you can throw him.
Else, he will use you on every whim.

Love you, U..

The rest was covered by his feet.

"There he is!"

"Get the destroyer!"

Only a small miscalculation got him discovered who shot the stone and that was because he was alone and no other visitor are here. Problem is that there are five highly trained monks, which are angry with him because he destroyed their property, which they have to take care of.

In the heated fight which broke out little Ranma already sports some bruises here and there and those because he got distracted. He got a glimpse of a shadow of a child, which sends him a kiss with her hand. 'Is that Urd? Strange she seems to be a bit larger then before. And I still remember how her soft lips taste and felt like....'


'Like . . . mmmh . . . just like now as molten pure lust mixed with liquid pleasure.'

Still both of them hold together without taking even a single breath.

Ranma secures her right breast with his left hand teasing it through her clothes and with his right hand; he knead her wonderful shaped left ass-cheek thoroughly pressing their hips harder together and their sexes rubbing together more and more. Teasing, stroking, and promising of more of those feelings he now experience those mind numbing feelings so new so exciting so fulfilling so loving and the feeling of being oh so complete.

Moaning through the desire-invoking kiss "Raaanmaaa!" Urd nibbles on his under lip. She simple can't resist anymore forgetting her surrounding with all those people gaffing at this scene she brings her left hand to her back, undoes her bra, and if one looks carefully one sees her dripping her juices on the floor. Showing like her heaving breasts and hardened nipples especially now when her bra is removed.

Those who still watch can’t believe that Ranma finally responses to a girl, or even to such a beautiful woman, neither that such a blood inflaming scene happens right before their very eyes, which is a miracle in itself. Especially when there are so many turn offs who want to do the ecchi here in this district and the one guy who is not a pervert and gets all the girls served on a silver plate, this one usually avoids this scene. Then again, Ranma in girl form flying naked through the air got their gears running though against this scene it was a drop of water compared to the sea.

Still in the storm like changing emotions--



“—MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! CHEATING ON ME I KNEW IT AND AGAIN WITH ANOTHER FLOOZY!!!” Stomping like a mad combination of Godzilla and Gorilla the Akailla, Akailla’s flame of jealousy burning brighter then ever combined with anger. A real dangerous mix still house high the flames flick back and forth with her at the center.

Still in bliss, both Urd and Ranma ignore the screaming.

Right behind Akailla, Shampoo and Ukyo follow the mad Akailla like bloodhounds smelling blood.

Akailla clenches and unclenches her fists snapping them faster open and close.

Coming to a stop Shampoo takes out her chui out of stuff space. Flashing 'The Floozy' a dangerous look at. "So kitchen destroyer was right. Ranma cheat on us. That not good husband as husband should be!" The last sentence she screams and points the chui at Ranma.'

Ranma can't sense anything else then the absolute pleasure drowning sensation.

Urd’s right eyebrow ticks once.

"Ranma Honey, please tell me that is not another fiancée of yours." Ukyo wants to grab her large spatula though she still manages to refrain from doing so.

Twice it now ticks.

Looking at Ukyo, she stops her withering stare. “I bet she get a kick out to be a slut because she,” looking again at Urd with full force, Akane balls her fist and shakes it at Urd “is only a slut, a floozy, and a whore to boot. You can only flaunt your body can’t you?”

All fiancées stop when Urd finally gets herself off of Ranma and they see his very stained pants.

“Just because you don’t have anything to flaunt you try anything to slight myself just think again!”

The girls are in war-mood. Seeing the messy Ranma in the arm of the absolutely stunning … floozy.

Akane looks self-conscious down at her admittedly at least in her mind, ‘a little’ smaller breasts.

“If you see me as a slut then how about you look at yourself.” Then Urd pulls out a bottle out of her skimpy g-string, opens the cork, and then softly exhales and whispering something which only the air could hear. Turning to Ranma, she cups first his jaw then traces softly with her right index finger the jawbone of Ranma. “How about we go somewhere else where those little girls wanting to have attentions go were they belong to and that is the preschool.”

Ranma at the mention of their name slowly and with regret removes his vision from Urd and his jaw drops. Pointing his free arm at the trio of girls in similar state of clothing. “U um is it right for you to go like that . . . like in the open?”

Still all three are looking at Ranma while ignoring Urd as best as they could.

“Shampoo sees no problem with going like she is. What problem Ranma have?”

“I go however I want and you don’t have any say in that matter.” Akane heatedly screams at Ranma.

At that, Ranma has problems with closing his mouth. “Bu--“

“Don’t ignore me Ranma I dress to please you.”

Now totally shocked Ranma is now without words. “Hmm, Urd dresses herself at least fully in comparison to you girls.”

“Yeah right like you should talk, she only exposes her attributes at you.”

Swinging her hair gracefully like the goddess she is, especially the absolute perfect girlfriend for Ranma in a stunning spinning wave mesmerizing by the sun streams her hair glitters and shimmers in colors like a rainbow. “When you got it, you flaunt it, and if you don’t you’ll be judged bit for bit.”

Ranma just stood still, even now distracted by Urd’s dazzlingly display but then recovers himself and continues. “Yeah, I mean if you dress like sluts--“

“What you mean dress like sluts we dress like that like we normally do.” Pointing at Ukyo “See--“

Only now, all three realized that their clothing is strategically misplaced, cut, ripped so that they show their attributes and seem just to wink and hint more and can’t seem to hide even if they want their attributes. [Just think of similar clothing as in Kanu and Ryufu’s of the series Ikki Tousen.]

Three voices in unison right themselves at Urd. “You!”

“Wha wha whatt have you done?” Akane stumbles with her words.

“You not nice woman and so,” pointing her chui at Urd “we get revenge on you!”

“Rot in hell.”

All eyes lock on Ukyo as she yelled the last sentence.

Then a short pause as all still look at Ukyo in disbelief.

"What? You have a problem then you'll get to see your shoes faster than your arse can carry Ranma to bed like the tramp you are."

Those little flashes around Urd’s eye where the first sign that they had bitten off more then they could handle.

A giant ball of flashes sent those three away on an electrical journey. Some of those flashes hit the surrounding setting some bushes on fire as well the little bomb, which Happosai once had misplaced. The hydrant was blown away and, consequentially, water rained out of the damaged hydrant quenching the starting fire and drenching Urd and Ranma’s clothes, causing him to become a she.

“Now I have you all to myself again.” With that, she closes to Ranma and smiles into the kiss she initiated.

Ranma firstly stunned again in a near constant blissful feeling. Not only Urd doesn’t care that he changes into a she. Furthermore, she didn’t even hesitate when she initiated that kiss. Now she knows that Urd knows very well how to fondle another girl’s breast without a doubt, and the sensation of said breasts against her enormous ones drove her up the wall. Ranma couldn’t help but melt into that kiss and getting weak in her knees.

Steadying Ranma with her left hand and now kneading Ranma’s right shapely posterior. She couldn’t help but beam with happiness that she could give Ranma this much. “You know as sexy and how hard to overcome this temptation to get my hands on you I prefer you as a guy, just wait a min.”

Wrapped around Urd, Ranma can only through sheer will stay alert enough to hear what Urd tells her. The stunning view of Urd’s backside, is a very wet backside, which is just so wonderfully distracting. That is she had trouble to paying attention to Urd until she began to sing.

A prickling sensation she feels from head to toe during she hears Urd singing. She can literally see the notes waving in interesting forms around Urd. Town Animals come out. Skylarks and crickets add to the flair of the music while cats and dogs sit around adding to the scenery. To her astonished eyes, the damage done here reverts to its previous stage, while a little steam builds above the hydrant. Still mesmerized Ranma can only watch as the last damage was repaired and sooner then she wanted Urd stops singing but then wears a playful smirk. A very soft wind blows and she, now a he, is immersed in the steam cloud for a second before the steam cloud went higher and higher disappearing in the sky taking the stains out of Ranma’s clothing with it. This was then the time when the animals spread out in the city jungle back to do what they did before.

“You want to come with me to my place and stay with me?” The playful smirk transformed into a seductive one.

Blown away by that smirk Ranma didn’t trust his voice and only nods to her request.

Her smile blooms into one of full happiness. “Yes just let me pick up your things.”

“Ah those aren’t that important. Let them be.”

“Pish posh. Let Urd-chan do her magic.” Not even waiting for Ranma’s answer, she brings out a little portable television and lays it on the closed dumpster and before Ranma’s astonished eyes, she squeezes herself up to her tiny waist, dangling her mesmerizing perfect ass before Ranma.

Ranma just couldn’t resist and fondle his Urd’s ass. ‘Oh what does the G-Tattoo do on her butt cheek?’ Ignoring that little bit in favor for Urd’s squirming just right in his hands.

Urd comes out of the portable television device a little bit flushed. “Raaaaanma.” Mock pouting she playfully slaps him on his shoulder. “You should wait until we are home.” Poking her tongue out of her kissable mouth.

Ranma registers a little time was all she had needed to gather all of his things before he was pulled through the portable device.


“Father, what did I say to you about watching those hentais?! See what you did! Again you did not notice that your cigarette burned you trousers.” Picking up said cigarette then taking a whiff. “At least that wasn’t one of those cigarettes with something in it.” Going back into the kitchen to dump the cigarette. “Please father go and clean yourself up it’s nearly afternoon and the food is ready in a few minutes.”

Soun during all that circles his head in a small circular manner. Still he looks at the black screen of the television.


Turning to Ranma. “And . . . .”

Got glomped by Ranma that looked at her with pleading eyes. “Can you teach me how to do that? That would be really really useful!”

“Is he . . . .” A youthful voice begins.

“Sadly not since its magic,” this saddens Ranma, “but maybe we can find another way,” which perks Ranma up again. Turning to the youthful voice her breast swing and her oh so long smooth legs distract Ranma just right. “Sk--"

Urd didn’t come any further as Ranma tackles her to the ground because of her erotic radiation and begins anew their tongue dueling match. Their hands wander again over their bodies. Urd already forgot what she wanted to tell Skuld.

Bell, coming along with Keiichi, into the room to see what caused the commotion then both sport blushes.

A full body blushing Skuld yells at them. “Can’t you get a room!” Bringing out her trusty mallet. ‘Now she brings her flings even through a portal! Oh Urd, how did you come down to that level?’ Shaking her head sadly, she screams further, “get a room or I punt you there by myself!” ‘If she continues my innocent sister Bell-chan will be corrupted by Keiichi that get onto ideas what they could do together!!!’

Pan outside of the temple. “GET OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!!!”



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o0o0o WARNING! If you don’t like M-rated content go until the ‘All-clear!’ Section WARNING! o0o0o



o0o0o Flashback o0o0o

How she helped him, cause only through her memories of her and how she mesmerized/rescued him right before he would have done something dumb again.

He is in bound to her word and when she says to him die, he would die with a smile on his face . . . for her. He would do also his best to fuck her brain away, when she let him free run [what she does sometimes.]

She teaches him many things, because she is intelligent, very intelligent.

o0o0o Flashback end o0o0o

A few minutes later where Ranma laid under the beautiful lady in the grass in a very compromising position. She whispers in his ear her long hair trailing over his body, exciting him if possible, even more. “Yeah, I came back. Are you ready?” which gives him Goosebumps. The good kind of the things yet to come. A soft white wing caressed him from her right site.

“As ready as I ever would be . . . Michael.” “You aren’t the woman of my dreams . . . .” shrugging he continues, “but who cares.” With that, he kisses her hungrily.

o0o0o WARNING! All-clear! WARNING! o0o0o

TBC


Authors note:
Oh man, I wanted this to be the final chapter then again I thought there are too many questions open as well, this only could be the beginning. Well guys and gals out there I will write the epilogue in the next chapter where you can read how Ranma & Urd continue to live from now on for a little bit. ;) Any R&R and C&C are welcomed and wanted.