Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Of Mothers, Of Fathers ❯ Sexual Exploration ( Prologue )
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By: Lord Archive 
Ranma and Akane are on honeymoon and further explore their relationship together.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Martial Arts / Romance / Supernatural | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 12.28.2012 | Updated On: 01.18.2013 | Pages: 5 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Ranma and Akane are on honeymoon and further explore their relationship together.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Martial Arts / Romance / Supernatural | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 12.28.2012 | Updated On: 01.18.2013 | Pages: 5 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Of Mothers, Of Fathers
Prologue: Sexual Explorations
By: Lord Archive
Characters are own Rumiko Takahashi and Shogakukan and are used without permission. All rights reserved.
While this is technically a sequel to 'Nekoken is Out of the Bag?!,' it is not necessary to read that series to understand what is going on here.
This series contains questionable content and sexual situations that go far beyond Rumiko Takahashi's original intent, not ending with female Ranma having sex with a rather male Akane.
This is an incomplete series and is unlikely to be finished any time soon. It was posted to better complete Nekoken.
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Akane sighed, still wearing her white Chinese dress she wore for her wedding and was standing at the registration desk of a mountain-side inn. This would be the place that she was going to spend the next two weeks with Ranma at. The resort she'll always associate with her honeymoon. Less than two weeks shy of being seventeen and she was married. Married to someone her father had chosen for her. Well, she could've gotten out of it, but realized a while ago she didn't want to get out of marrying him.
"Saotome-san," someone called, looking as if it wasn't the first time he said it. "Saotome-san," the person called again, waving his hand in front of Akane.
Akane looked at the hotel clerk strangely for a second, and then realized what the problem was. "Ah, yes...."
"You're room is ready," the clerk said handing Akane keys to her room. "I was going to ask you if you actually wanted the honeymoon suite, but I can see you do."
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Akane asked.
The clerk shifted uneasily. "Well, seeing as you didn't answer to your name, I thought...."
Akane laughed a little nervously. "That I'm not use to my new name. You're right."
The clerk looked a little relieved as he thought for a second he might have made a mistake. "Thought so. Newlywed wives tend to have either that problem or are a bit too enthusiastic to answer to their married name. It can be sickening to see a girl go on with their new name, 'Yep! That's me! Fujizawa-san!' I'm still trying to figure out where all the water that flooded that couple's room came from." He said the last part more to himself, than to Akane.
Akane had giggled at the clerk's impersonation, but paled slightly at the flooded room comment. She hoped whatever caused that wasn't going to happen while she was there. "Do you have clues how that happened?"
The clerk shook his head. "The only oddity reported was that there seemed to be a fight between the two before the room flooded and the bride screaming something about him doing some mountain climbing."
Akane sighed. If that girl was anything like her friends, the flooded room might've been caused by her, at least that's what she hoped. "Thanks for you're help," Akane said politely to the clerk. She then walked over to the lounge area. "Our room is ready," she said in a sualtry tone.
Ranma, still wearing the white suit he wore for the wedding, looked up at her from the couch for one second, and the next he was standing up holding all of their luggage. "Lead the way."
Akane shook her head as she guided her new husband to their room. Once inside he deposited their luggage and went to pull her into a hug, but she stepped aside.
Ranma looked at his new wife in confusion, especially as she took a fighting stance. "Huh?"
"Anything Goes Martial Arts Stripping," Akane intoned.
Ranma grinned. "I'll have you naked in seconds."
"Rip the dress and I'll kill you," Akane threatened.
Ranma frowned. "Guess I could use a handicap to make it more fair."
Akane scowled before making a lunge for her husband's suit jacket. She managed to only pop a couple buttons off it. She spun around with a grin as he hadn't even touched her dress. She then blinked at the panties dangling from his finger. "Huh?"
"First time using one of Happosai's tricks," Ranma commented.
Akane clenched her fists, only now realizing those were the panties she had been wearing.
"Thought you would of had a strapless bra on," Ranma added.
Akane charged like a bull only to completely missed as he side-stepped her attack. She quickly spun around and the white socks she had on seconds before bounced off her head. Now the only thing she was wearing was the white silken dress. She was going to take something off him before she was naked!
Ranma didn't dodge as Akane went for his pants. A loud rip echoed as his wife literally tore them off his body.
"Got your pants!" Akane cheered.
"Damn, it ripped. Kasumi should be able to fix it," Ranma noted holding up his wife's wedding dress.
Akane threw the pieces of his suit pants at him and then tackled him to the bed. "You're going to pay for that."
Ranma hugged his wife. "I'm all yours."
"Yes, you are," Akane agreed. 'Losing' the challenge wasn't so bad. She did eventually strip him naked while making love for the first time as husband and wife. She then frowned as her new husband rolled over sleepily and closed his eyes. This was her wedding night! She wanted it to be the best day of sex in her life. She grinned as she got an idea that would certainly wake him up. She pulled free of the bed and went into the bathroom and got a cup of cold water which she wasted no time splashing her new spouse with.
"Gah! That's cold!" Ranma sputtered.
"Don't worry, dear Husband, I know a way to get you warm," Akane said throatily, draping herself over her spouse, the cold water raising goosebumps on her own skin. Her hands framed Ranma's face, as she moved in for a kiss that left them both breathless, and definitely ready for more.
Ranma's hands caressed her wife's back, traveling down to the smooth curves of her rear, squeezing gently in rhythm to Akane's caressing. Both began moaning, as they gave their passions free rein.
"Oh, my husband," purred Akane into her spouse's ear. "Or should I say... my wife..."
Ranma immediately shoved her wife off the bed.
Akane jumped to her feet. "What was that for?"
"I'm a guy, Akane! I'm your husband! I don't turn into a girl for the fun of it, you know!" Ranma spat out indignantly.
Akane was upset with the turn the evening was taking and with herself for making a comment she should have known would cause Ranma to react violently. She knew very well her man amongst men husband hated being referred to as a girl by anyone, and she was no exception. Still he had certainly over reacted and shouldn't have pushed her like that. "It was a JOKE, Ranma. Just a joke."
"Well, it wasn't a joke to me!" Ranma shot back. "You hated it every time I called you uncute, tomboy, or whatever else I called you! I don't like this curse! And with all the times you called me a pervert because of it, I don't know how you can turn around and just expect me to act as if it were _normal_!"
How could he do that? How could he _say_ that after all they had been through together? "Because I love you, you stupid jerk!" Akane cried out, tears beginning to trickle down her cheeks. "When Shampoo sent you into the Nekoken, and you ended up... mating with me, you asked me why I didn't blame you, why I didn't chase you off. I said it to you then, and I'll say it now! I love YOU! What happened that night happened because you loved me. In the beginning, before I knew you loved me, before I knew I loved you, your curse was an excuse for me to try to end the engagement. But we do love each other! I married Ranma Saotome, curse and all, not just a some _guy_!"
If anything could make Ranma stop in his tracks, it was a woman's tears, particularly Akane's. He felt awful. He'd done just what Akane had always done to him, take a more or less innocent comment and blown it out of proportion. "I, uh, I mean...." Head bowed, staring at her feet, she was at loss for something to say.
"At the beginning, it did matter. It did bother me a lot. But I'd never known you any other way, Ranma. I-I might have said when we first met that I hated boys, but that didn't mean I liked girls. But the longer you lived with us, the more I saw that man _or_ woman, you were the same obnoxious jerk you always were."
"Gee, thanks a lot Akane. That makes me feel _so_ much better," muttered Ranma sarcastically, still not able to look her wife in the eyes, fearing to see her pain.
"But with the full body cat tongue, and when Herb trapped you in your cursed body, I kept seeing you as a guy in my mind when I thought about you. I kept thinking, what would happen? What would we do if you were never able to change back? I guess those times I actually thought about what it would be like, to... hug, or kiss a... girl." Akane moved to tentatively embrace her spouse making her husband look her in the eyes. "Your girl side is as much a part of you to me as... as... your pigtail!"
"I'm sorry Akane. I-I shouldn't have gotten upset. I should have known you were teasing. It's just that I've always been scared that I'd wake up one day, and find I was attracted to guys. I-I don't think I could take that if it ever happened. Maybe you got used to me changing, but believe me, you don't get used to a Jusenkyo curse. Every time you change to the curse's form and and back you notice. I can't describe what it feels like... it's like... a twisting, swelling, shrinking. Only someone who has a curse knows what it's like," Ranma muttered out.
Akane blinked. There was a way for her to know what it felt like. What better way would there be to find out. It may not have been the intent of Shampoo's gift, but it would work. She leapt away from her spouse and rifled through her suitcase.
Ranma looked at her strangely. "Akane, what are you looking for?"
"Oh, just something Shampoo gave me before the wedding," Akane replied.
Ranma was definitely puzzled, but figured he'd know soon enough.
"Aha!" cried Akane triumphantly, holding a small paper packet up.
The packet looked rather familiar to Ranma and a considering what they had been talking about... "That wouldn't be..."
Akane nodded firmly. "Yup! Instant Jusenkyo Curse."
"No! Absolutely not!" shouted Ranma. "It's bad enough I have to go through with this, there is no reason for you...."
Akane waved her finger at her. "Oh, but there is a reason. You said it yourself, 'Only someone who's cursed, knows what it's like.' It's only temporary, anyway."
Ranma was flabbergasted. "You'd do something like that for me?"
Akane smiled at her and nodded.
Ranma bowed her head. Could she even do that if she had been in Akane's shoes? Would she have been able to see through the curse to the person inside? Her wife saw her as a man no matter what she looked like. Could she accept Akane... even if her spouse was... a guy? She shuddered involuntarily. "Not tonight."
Akane nodded. "Definitely not. I'll just go and hide this, then we'll go back to where we were before I opened my big mouth."
Ranma let out a weak laugh. "You said it, not me."
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Ranma sighed, stroking his sleeping wife's hair. His mind going over the past year. He wanted to kick himself for being such a jerk for so long to Akane, and for all the times he mistreated her. He shuddered uncontrollably remembering how they had lost their virginity. He still couldn't believe she could just accept what had happened. She didn't even blame him for hurting her. His cat side just reacted naturally to his feelings. Yet he could never forget that her first sexual experience was being raped. He couldn't even remember losing his virginity to her.
Ranma pouted as he held her tighter. While his wife may have forgiven him, he would never be able to forgive himself. He would never be able to give her the experience she should have. To lose her virginity to the one she loved while making love. It certainly hadn't been an act of pleasure that terrible night, having sex thrust on her when she didn't want it.
Akane shifted in her sleep, her hand landing between his legs, causing him to blush.
The girl in Ranma's arms had called him a pervert countless times, yet being lovers now, despite what happened, was her idea. He had to wonder if the reason why she had called him a pervert was because she could not accept her own sexual thoughts at the time. She certainly wasted no time making love to him while he was a girl.
Ranma frowned deeply. He couldn't deny the pleasure he felt in making love to Akane as girl, and being made love to in return. But every time he did so, the thought nagged him, 'Does this mean I'm less than a man?' He loved Akane, and wanted to be a complete man for her. Yet there seemed to be no cure. Even when it was right in front of him, an end to the curse was denied to him.
Ranma looked over at Akane's luggage, suspecting the packet of instant nannichuan had been hidden there. He could not give her back her virginity... but... maybe... he could let her first time as a guy be of love.
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Akane awoke to the sound of someone knocking at the door, and saw Ranma answer it. She smiled slightly at the sight of room service. Days of excessive, if there was such a thing, love-making can make one rather hungry, in more ways than one.
Ranma gave a tip to the hotel clerk, and pulled the meal cart towards the table. He started to put the breakfast he ordered on the table when two arms wrapped around him.
"Happy birthday," Akane said before kissing her husband.
"Thanks," Ranma said. "So what else did ya get me?" he added jokingly.
"You'll have to wait until later to find out, but one of my presents for you today is that I want to make you a woman."
"T-that's a present?!" he stammered.
"Aren't you at least a little interested?" Akane questioned.
"Honestly... not at all," Ranma muttered out.
Akane pouted. "Why not? We'd be only people who can honestly answer the question of which is better, as a guy or as a girl."
Ranma folded his arms. "Because I'm a guy and don't need to know if it's better for girls or not."
Akane let out a sigh. "I think that's something I won't understand until I try it out myself."
"You'll regret it," Ranma warned before stuffing his mouth full of food.
"Why would I?" Akane wondered, taking her first bites of breakfast as well.
Ranma picked at some of the food. "I can't begin to explain how wrong it feels to look in a mirror and see a face that is not your own."
"Yet until I do that I won't know how you feel," Akane retorted. "I need to see what it's like, not just for you, but for me. I have to know what it's like so I can better understand you."
"If you want to know what it's like to have a different face, just put on a costume or something," Ranma suggested.
"That's not even a half measure as it would still be me, my body. I'd rather go through this half-measure of a temporary curse than deal with the real thing. This way I don't just look different, it will _feel_ different," Akane insisted.
Ranma did not offer any reply, instead he buried his face into the food while wishing his wife wasn't so stubborn.
"Ready for desert?" Akane asked after they had finished eating.
Despite her suggesting after breakfast fun, Ranma was the one in control of their love making. She made no protest as he played with body. She didn't even make a any protest of 'wrong hole' as he plundered her rear for the first time. The lack of lubrication became painfully evident, yet Akane only bit into a pillow to keep from crying out.
Ranma panted, enjoying the feeling of taking his wife's final virginity. "How did ya like that?"
"I didn't... That hurt," Akane answered, a little pained.
Ranma practically jumped away from Akane. He looked down at himself and was more sickened at the sight of blood than her shit. "I... I'm sorry... I didn't..."
Akane carefully moved to sit facing Ranma. "It's all right. I wanted to try that out sometime myself."
"You weren't thinkin' of doing that when were both guys, were you?" Ranma asked suspiciously.
Akane looked away. "Well, maybe...."
"Akane, I'm a guy. I may have agreed to 'switch roles,' but there ain't no way you or anyone else will EVER get me to go guy-to-guy," Ranma snarled angrily.
Akane nodded shallowly. "You've convinced me. I don't want to... feel you there and I don't want to hurt you. Now go wash yourself. Then we'll experiment my way."
Ranma quickly did as he was told, washing not just his dick but everything else as well. After rinsing himself off with cold water, she made no move to turn herself back into a guy.
Akane entered the bathing room, and cleaned herself as well. She was starting to get hot with thoughts of what she was going to do soon. She quickly cleaned and rinsed herself off.
"Akane, are you sure you want ta do this?" Ranma asked.
"Yes, Ranma. I'm sure." Akane got up to get the instant nannichuan from where she hid it. She then picked up the wash bucket, and filled it with water. She tore open the instant nannichaun, and let the contents cascade into it. She then picked up the bucket, and slowly raised it over her head. She swallowed nervously, suddenly unsure if she could go through with it. This was not just to see what it's like to have sex as a guy. This was to see what it's like to be cursed. With that resolved in her mind, she dumped the bucket over her head.
The water cascading over her body felt like she was struck by lightning, as the CHANGE washed over her. Ranma had not been kidding about being unable to describe what it felt like.
Akane looked at herself in the mirror. She was now taller, muscular, definitely, positively, _unmistakably_ male. And it scared her more than anything she had yet experienced.
"Ran-Ranma?" Even her voice had changed as she... HE should've realized. He was a guy now, even though he was really a girl, born a girl.
Akane began to shake with the realization of what the nature of the curse was. To become something that you had never been, had no wish to become, to CHANGE any time water of the correct temperature came in contact with you. Tears began to roll down his cheeks. This was what Ranma went through. All the times she callously threw water on him, splashed him, felt satisfaction at his cry of 'What did you that for?!' She was suddenly surprised he didn't hate her.
Ranma looked on, concerned, nervously approaching her now rather manly wife. This was the moment of truth. Could she do her part? Accept Akane as she was, this minute? The man in front of her, was Akane, her _wife_, no matter what she looked like. Part of Ranma rebelled, a voice shouted in her mind that this was a guy, and that she was a guy! She was not GAY! Yet she managed to ignore that. Her _wife_ was in front of her.
Akane trembled even stronger as his spouse put her arms around him. "Ranma, I'm sorry! I didn't know...."
Ranma shook her head, putting a finger on his lips. "Akane, it's all right. You couldn't have known."
Akane put his arms around the beautiful woman in front of him that was his husband.
Ranma tentatively raised a hand to Akane's male face, stroking it, following the tear tracks with a finger. "Was it hard for you, Akane? I mean to accept my curse?"
"Well, I told you it was hard in the beginning. And I didn't really accept the idea of making love to you, cursed form or otherwise, until after Jusendo. Though after Ryugenzawa, I did think a lot about it," Akane admitted.
Ranma swallowed. What she wanted to say next was setting off all kinds reactions in her, anticipation, disgust, fear, and love. The love she felt for Akane. She had her arms around her spouse, never mind the fact that her wife was male at the moment. Yet, in the end she said nothing in words, but in action. She accepted this man that she had never seen before as her beloved, just as he had accepted her as both a man and a woman.
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Ranma wearily woke up, saw the naked guy sleeping in his bed and reacted before sleep had cleared her mind. She screamed and fell out of bed.
The man sat up and looked at the prone, naked woman. "Ranma?"
"Talk about living a nightmare," Ranma muttered as she stood up. "Sorry, wasn't awake and well..."
Akane was about to ask what the girl meant by 'living a nightmare,' but in shifting position on the bed, a stab of pain from below the waist told HIM exactly what the girl had feared.
"How did you hurt yourself?" Ranma wondered.
"You're use to being a guy, I'm not. I didn't know a guy could pinch his own balls just by moving," Akane muttered.
Ranma smirked. "Yeah, I guess since you never had nuts hanging between your legs. Had some issues like that when I first became a girl. I certainly didn't know how much a pain big tits could be. You'll get use to it after a while and won't accidentally hurt yourself."
Akane pouted. "Don't want to get use to this. Being in a body like this is... wrong on so many levels."
Ranma grinned. "Told ya you would regret it."
Akane poked the girl. "I don't regret it. It may feel wrong, but without experiencing what this was like, I wouldn't have known how much I've been hurting you. I promise I'll never splash water on you or call you a girl ever again."
Ranma grabbed the offending finger. "Don't make promises you can't keep. You'll get angry and want to hurt me and now you know sometimes hitting me with a bucket of water hurt worse than if you had kicked me in the balls instead."
"I mean it, I won't do it!" Akane vowed.
Ranma shook her head. "I promised Kasumi to stop insulting your cooking more than once. You've seen how far that got me. I may not make fun of it often, but when I'm upset..."
Akane pouted. "I'm not you."
"We'll see," Ranma retorted. She shook her head, not wanting to dwell on this. "Well, if you want to truly experience the curse, I say we should go out on the town."
Akane blinked. "Why?"
"You certainly felt the change and the body, but there's more to it than that. You haven't had girls flirt with you, or anything else guys deal with," Ranma pointed out.
Akane shrugged. "Why not? Though I'm going to need to borrow your clothes."
Ranma nodded with a smirk. "Of course."
Akane put on the boxers and silk black pants after adjusting them for his bigger waist and ankles. The shirt was more of an issue.
"What's wrong?" Ranma wondered.
"My shoulders are too broad and they're tight around my abs," Akane explained.
Ranma pouted as she put on her Chinese worker outfit she sometimes wore. "Be thankful I'm not really a girl."
Akane blinked in confusion. "Why's that?"
Ranma poked the guy's firm, six-pack, stomach. "You just said you're more of a guy than me. I'm not going to attack you like when you attacked me when your clothes didn't fit me right."
Akane blinked. "Ah... right... Aren't you going to change into a guy?"
"Two guys coming from a honeymoon resort? Yeah, right," Ranma groused. "They would think we're perverts."
Akane smirked. "Isn't that my line? I certainly see the point."
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How Ranma didn't hate him, Akane would never know. There really was more to the curse than she had ever considered. And it wasn't just having girls openly flirting at him. Having to use a public restroom was an adventure in itself. And unlike Ranma using a girl's bathroom, where other women desperate keep their modesty from each other, guys held no such concerns. The open urinals and lack of doors to the toilet stalls left him staring a tad much, which resulted in one guy trying to pound him and another wanting a date. Those two ended up fighting each other instead.
Anyone who ever said there's little difference between guys and girls does not have a clue how wrong they are. And he only had a taste of it. One day in the world as a guy was enough for him. And like all other decisions in his life, they didn't exactly go as planned. While wanting to remain a guy for a good portion of the honeymoon as this was only a one-shot deal, he had planned to spend his time with his spouse in their room. Money concerns and Ranma's appetite had them going to town for cheaper fare than the resort offered. And her spouse certainly got some justified revenge at his discomfort. One girl wouldn't leave him alone, even after telling her he was married.
It had been the better part of a week, and now he was more than ready to return to being a girl. Washing himself clean and then tenderly and carefully easing himself into the hot water of the bath. There were no words to convey the relief she felt returning to her real body. She was once again a girl.
"Thought we'd take THIS bath together," Ranma noted groggily as she leaned against the bathroom door.
"Didn't want to wake you," Akane returned.
Ranma shrugged. "Ya made me miss seeing you return to being my wife."
"I'm always your wife, just as you're always my husband, even when you look like that," Akane retorted.
Ranma went through the motions of cleaning herself before easing herself into the bath. The hot water was great in easing the tired muscles made sore from excessive lovemaking, if there was ever such a thing. A good hot bath was truly the answer to everything.
Akane's eyes were wide. Her hand emerged from the water pointing.
Ranma looked at her quizzically. "What?"
"You... you're still a girl..." Akane squeaked out.
Ranma looked down and saw she indeed still had a big chest. Her mouth opened to let out an anguished scream of horror.
Akane leapt from the bathtub and tripped over the edge, landing face first into a wash bucket still filled with cold water.
Ranma screamed again.
Akane looked down and saw he was now a man. He then joined his spouse in letting out a scream as well.
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Author's Notes:
This chapter was mostly written back in May 1998 with help from Delta and Outlaender. It had just needed a bit of fleshing out and editing to make it fit with the rest of the series.
Prologue: Sexual Explorations
By: Lord Archive
Characters are own Rumiko Takahashi and Shogakukan and are used without permission. All rights reserved.
While this is technically a sequel to 'Nekoken is Out of the Bag?!,' it is not necessary to read that series to understand what is going on here.
This series contains questionable content and sexual situations that go far beyond Rumiko Takahashi's original intent, not ending with female Ranma having sex with a rather male Akane.
This is an incomplete series and is unlikely to be finished any time soon. It was posted to better complete Nekoken.
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Akane sighed, still wearing her white Chinese dress she wore for her wedding and was standing at the registration desk of a mountain-side inn. This would be the place that she was going to spend the next two weeks with Ranma at. The resort she'll always associate with her honeymoon. Less than two weeks shy of being seventeen and she was married. Married to someone her father had chosen for her. Well, she could've gotten out of it, but realized a while ago she didn't want to get out of marrying him.
"Saotome-san," someone called, looking as if it wasn't the first time he said it. "Saotome-san," the person called again, waving his hand in front of Akane.
Akane looked at the hotel clerk strangely for a second, and then realized what the problem was. "Ah, yes...."
"You're room is ready," the clerk said handing Akane keys to her room. "I was going to ask you if you actually wanted the honeymoon suite, but I can see you do."
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Akane asked.
The clerk shifted uneasily. "Well, seeing as you didn't answer to your name, I thought...."
Akane laughed a little nervously. "That I'm not use to my new name. You're right."
The clerk looked a little relieved as he thought for a second he might have made a mistake. "Thought so. Newlywed wives tend to have either that problem or are a bit too enthusiastic to answer to their married name. It can be sickening to see a girl go on with their new name, 'Yep! That's me! Fujizawa-san!' I'm still trying to figure out where all the water that flooded that couple's room came from." He said the last part more to himself, than to Akane.
Akane had giggled at the clerk's impersonation, but paled slightly at the flooded room comment. She hoped whatever caused that wasn't going to happen while she was there. "Do you have clues how that happened?"
The clerk shook his head. "The only oddity reported was that there seemed to be a fight between the two before the room flooded and the bride screaming something about him doing some mountain climbing."
Akane sighed. If that girl was anything like her friends, the flooded room might've been caused by her, at least that's what she hoped. "Thanks for you're help," Akane said politely to the clerk. She then walked over to the lounge area. "Our room is ready," she said in a sualtry tone.
Ranma, still wearing the white suit he wore for the wedding, looked up at her from the couch for one second, and the next he was standing up holding all of their luggage. "Lead the way."
Akane shook her head as she guided her new husband to their room. Once inside he deposited their luggage and went to pull her into a hug, but she stepped aside.
Ranma looked at his new wife in confusion, especially as she took a fighting stance. "Huh?"
"Anything Goes Martial Arts Stripping," Akane intoned.
Ranma grinned. "I'll have you naked in seconds."
"Rip the dress and I'll kill you," Akane threatened.
Ranma frowned. "Guess I could use a handicap to make it more fair."
Akane scowled before making a lunge for her husband's suit jacket. She managed to only pop a couple buttons off it. She spun around with a grin as he hadn't even touched her dress. She then blinked at the panties dangling from his finger. "Huh?"
"First time using one of Happosai's tricks," Ranma commented.
Akane clenched her fists, only now realizing those were the panties she had been wearing.
"Thought you would of had a strapless bra on," Ranma added.
Akane charged like a bull only to completely missed as he side-stepped her attack. She quickly spun around and the white socks she had on seconds before bounced off her head. Now the only thing she was wearing was the white silken dress. She was going to take something off him before she was naked!
Ranma didn't dodge as Akane went for his pants. A loud rip echoed as his wife literally tore them off his body.
"Got your pants!" Akane cheered.
"Damn, it ripped. Kasumi should be able to fix it," Ranma noted holding up his wife's wedding dress.
Akane threw the pieces of his suit pants at him and then tackled him to the bed. "You're going to pay for that."
Ranma hugged his wife. "I'm all yours."
"Yes, you are," Akane agreed. 'Losing' the challenge wasn't so bad. She did eventually strip him naked while making love for the first time as husband and wife. She then frowned as her new husband rolled over sleepily and closed his eyes. This was her wedding night! She wanted it to be the best day of sex in her life. She grinned as she got an idea that would certainly wake him up. She pulled free of the bed and went into the bathroom and got a cup of cold water which she wasted no time splashing her new spouse with.
"Gah! That's cold!" Ranma sputtered.
"Don't worry, dear Husband, I know a way to get you warm," Akane said throatily, draping herself over her spouse, the cold water raising goosebumps on her own skin. Her hands framed Ranma's face, as she moved in for a kiss that left them both breathless, and definitely ready for more.
Ranma's hands caressed her wife's back, traveling down to the smooth curves of her rear, squeezing gently in rhythm to Akane's caressing. Both began moaning, as they gave their passions free rein.
"Oh, my husband," purred Akane into her spouse's ear. "Or should I say... my wife..."
Ranma immediately shoved her wife off the bed.
Akane jumped to her feet. "What was that for?"
"I'm a guy, Akane! I'm your husband! I don't turn into a girl for the fun of it, you know!" Ranma spat out indignantly.
Akane was upset with the turn the evening was taking and with herself for making a comment she should have known would cause Ranma to react violently. She knew very well her man amongst men husband hated being referred to as a girl by anyone, and she was no exception. Still he had certainly over reacted and shouldn't have pushed her like that. "It was a JOKE, Ranma. Just a joke."
"Well, it wasn't a joke to me!" Ranma shot back. "You hated it every time I called you uncute, tomboy, or whatever else I called you! I don't like this curse! And with all the times you called me a pervert because of it, I don't know how you can turn around and just expect me to act as if it were _normal_!"
How could he do that? How could he _say_ that after all they had been through together? "Because I love you, you stupid jerk!" Akane cried out, tears beginning to trickle down her cheeks. "When Shampoo sent you into the Nekoken, and you ended up... mating with me, you asked me why I didn't blame you, why I didn't chase you off. I said it to you then, and I'll say it now! I love YOU! What happened that night happened because you loved me. In the beginning, before I knew you loved me, before I knew I loved you, your curse was an excuse for me to try to end the engagement. But we do love each other! I married Ranma Saotome, curse and all, not just a some _guy_!"
If anything could make Ranma stop in his tracks, it was a woman's tears, particularly Akane's. He felt awful. He'd done just what Akane had always done to him, take a more or less innocent comment and blown it out of proportion. "I, uh, I mean...." Head bowed, staring at her feet, she was at loss for something to say.
"At the beginning, it did matter. It did bother me a lot. But I'd never known you any other way, Ranma. I-I might have said when we first met that I hated boys, but that didn't mean I liked girls. But the longer you lived with us, the more I saw that man _or_ woman, you were the same obnoxious jerk you always were."
"Gee, thanks a lot Akane. That makes me feel _so_ much better," muttered Ranma sarcastically, still not able to look her wife in the eyes, fearing to see her pain.
"But with the full body cat tongue, and when Herb trapped you in your cursed body, I kept seeing you as a guy in my mind when I thought about you. I kept thinking, what would happen? What would we do if you were never able to change back? I guess those times I actually thought about what it would be like, to... hug, or kiss a... girl." Akane moved to tentatively embrace her spouse making her husband look her in the eyes. "Your girl side is as much a part of you to me as... as... your pigtail!"
"I'm sorry Akane. I-I shouldn't have gotten upset. I should have known you were teasing. It's just that I've always been scared that I'd wake up one day, and find I was attracted to guys. I-I don't think I could take that if it ever happened. Maybe you got used to me changing, but believe me, you don't get used to a Jusenkyo curse. Every time you change to the curse's form and and back you notice. I can't describe what it feels like... it's like... a twisting, swelling, shrinking. Only someone who has a curse knows what it's like," Ranma muttered out.
Akane blinked. There was a way for her to know what it felt like. What better way would there be to find out. It may not have been the intent of Shampoo's gift, but it would work. She leapt away from her spouse and rifled through her suitcase.
Ranma looked at her strangely. "Akane, what are you looking for?"
"Oh, just something Shampoo gave me before the wedding," Akane replied.
Ranma was definitely puzzled, but figured he'd know soon enough.
"Aha!" cried Akane triumphantly, holding a small paper packet up.
The packet looked rather familiar to Ranma and a considering what they had been talking about... "That wouldn't be..."
Akane nodded firmly. "Yup! Instant Jusenkyo Curse."
"No! Absolutely not!" shouted Ranma. "It's bad enough I have to go through with this, there is no reason for you...."
Akane waved her finger at her. "Oh, but there is a reason. You said it yourself, 'Only someone who's cursed, knows what it's like.' It's only temporary, anyway."
Ranma was flabbergasted. "You'd do something like that for me?"
Akane smiled at her and nodded.
Ranma bowed her head. Could she even do that if she had been in Akane's shoes? Would she have been able to see through the curse to the person inside? Her wife saw her as a man no matter what she looked like. Could she accept Akane... even if her spouse was... a guy? She shuddered involuntarily. "Not tonight."
Akane nodded. "Definitely not. I'll just go and hide this, then we'll go back to where we were before I opened my big mouth."
Ranma let out a weak laugh. "You said it, not me."
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Ranma sighed, stroking his sleeping wife's hair. His mind going over the past year. He wanted to kick himself for being such a jerk for so long to Akane, and for all the times he mistreated her. He shuddered uncontrollably remembering how they had lost their virginity. He still couldn't believe she could just accept what had happened. She didn't even blame him for hurting her. His cat side just reacted naturally to his feelings. Yet he could never forget that her first sexual experience was being raped. He couldn't even remember losing his virginity to her.
Ranma pouted as he held her tighter. While his wife may have forgiven him, he would never be able to forgive himself. He would never be able to give her the experience she should have. To lose her virginity to the one she loved while making love. It certainly hadn't been an act of pleasure that terrible night, having sex thrust on her when she didn't want it.
Akane shifted in her sleep, her hand landing between his legs, causing him to blush.
The girl in Ranma's arms had called him a pervert countless times, yet being lovers now, despite what happened, was her idea. He had to wonder if the reason why she had called him a pervert was because she could not accept her own sexual thoughts at the time. She certainly wasted no time making love to him while he was a girl.
Ranma frowned deeply. He couldn't deny the pleasure he felt in making love to Akane as girl, and being made love to in return. But every time he did so, the thought nagged him, 'Does this mean I'm less than a man?' He loved Akane, and wanted to be a complete man for her. Yet there seemed to be no cure. Even when it was right in front of him, an end to the curse was denied to him.
Ranma looked over at Akane's luggage, suspecting the packet of instant nannichuan had been hidden there. He could not give her back her virginity... but... maybe... he could let her first time as a guy be of love.
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Akane awoke to the sound of someone knocking at the door, and saw Ranma answer it. She smiled slightly at the sight of room service. Days of excessive, if there was such a thing, love-making can make one rather hungry, in more ways than one.
Ranma gave a tip to the hotel clerk, and pulled the meal cart towards the table. He started to put the breakfast he ordered on the table when two arms wrapped around him.
"Happy birthday," Akane said before kissing her husband.
"Thanks," Ranma said. "So what else did ya get me?" he added jokingly.
"You'll have to wait until later to find out, but one of my presents for you today is that I want to make you a woman."
"T-that's a present?!" he stammered.
"Aren't you at least a little interested?" Akane questioned.
"Honestly... not at all," Ranma muttered out.
Akane pouted. "Why not? We'd be only people who can honestly answer the question of which is better, as a guy or as a girl."
Ranma folded his arms. "Because I'm a guy and don't need to know if it's better for girls or not."
Akane let out a sigh. "I think that's something I won't understand until I try it out myself."
"You'll regret it," Ranma warned before stuffing his mouth full of food.
"Why would I?" Akane wondered, taking her first bites of breakfast as well.
Ranma picked at some of the food. "I can't begin to explain how wrong it feels to look in a mirror and see a face that is not your own."
"Yet until I do that I won't know how you feel," Akane retorted. "I need to see what it's like, not just for you, but for me. I have to know what it's like so I can better understand you."
"If you want to know what it's like to have a different face, just put on a costume or something," Ranma suggested.
"That's not even a half measure as it would still be me, my body. I'd rather go through this half-measure of a temporary curse than deal with the real thing. This way I don't just look different, it will _feel_ different," Akane insisted.
Ranma did not offer any reply, instead he buried his face into the food while wishing his wife wasn't so stubborn.
"Ready for desert?" Akane asked after they had finished eating.
Despite her suggesting after breakfast fun, Ranma was the one in control of their love making. She made no protest as he played with body. She didn't even make a any protest of 'wrong hole' as he plundered her rear for the first time. The lack of lubrication became painfully evident, yet Akane only bit into a pillow to keep from crying out.
Ranma panted, enjoying the feeling of taking his wife's final virginity. "How did ya like that?"
"I didn't... That hurt," Akane answered, a little pained.
Ranma practically jumped away from Akane. He looked down at himself and was more sickened at the sight of blood than her shit. "I... I'm sorry... I didn't..."
Akane carefully moved to sit facing Ranma. "It's all right. I wanted to try that out sometime myself."
"You weren't thinkin' of doing that when were both guys, were you?" Ranma asked suspiciously.
Akane looked away. "Well, maybe...."
"Akane, I'm a guy. I may have agreed to 'switch roles,' but there ain't no way you or anyone else will EVER get me to go guy-to-guy," Ranma snarled angrily.
Akane nodded shallowly. "You've convinced me. I don't want to... feel you there and I don't want to hurt you. Now go wash yourself. Then we'll experiment my way."
Ranma quickly did as he was told, washing not just his dick but everything else as well. After rinsing himself off with cold water, she made no move to turn herself back into a guy.
Akane entered the bathing room, and cleaned herself as well. She was starting to get hot with thoughts of what she was going to do soon. She quickly cleaned and rinsed herself off.
"Akane, are you sure you want ta do this?" Ranma asked.
"Yes, Ranma. I'm sure." Akane got up to get the instant nannichuan from where she hid it. She then picked up the wash bucket, and filled it with water. She tore open the instant nannichaun, and let the contents cascade into it. She then picked up the bucket, and slowly raised it over her head. She swallowed nervously, suddenly unsure if she could go through with it. This was not just to see what it's like to have sex as a guy. This was to see what it's like to be cursed. With that resolved in her mind, she dumped the bucket over her head.
The water cascading over her body felt like she was struck by lightning, as the CHANGE washed over her. Ranma had not been kidding about being unable to describe what it felt like.
Akane looked at herself in the mirror. She was now taller, muscular, definitely, positively, _unmistakably_ male. And it scared her more than anything she had yet experienced.
"Ran-Ranma?" Even her voice had changed as she... HE should've realized. He was a guy now, even though he was really a girl, born a girl.
Akane began to shake with the realization of what the nature of the curse was. To become something that you had never been, had no wish to become, to CHANGE any time water of the correct temperature came in contact with you. Tears began to roll down his cheeks. This was what Ranma went through. All the times she callously threw water on him, splashed him, felt satisfaction at his cry of 'What did you that for?!' She was suddenly surprised he didn't hate her.
Ranma looked on, concerned, nervously approaching her now rather manly wife. This was the moment of truth. Could she do her part? Accept Akane as she was, this minute? The man in front of her, was Akane, her _wife_, no matter what she looked like. Part of Ranma rebelled, a voice shouted in her mind that this was a guy, and that she was a guy! She was not GAY! Yet she managed to ignore that. Her _wife_ was in front of her.
Akane trembled even stronger as his spouse put her arms around him. "Ranma, I'm sorry! I didn't know...."
Ranma shook her head, putting a finger on his lips. "Akane, it's all right. You couldn't have known."
Akane put his arms around the beautiful woman in front of him that was his husband.
Ranma tentatively raised a hand to Akane's male face, stroking it, following the tear tracks with a finger. "Was it hard for you, Akane? I mean to accept my curse?"
"Well, I told you it was hard in the beginning. And I didn't really accept the idea of making love to you, cursed form or otherwise, until after Jusendo. Though after Ryugenzawa, I did think a lot about it," Akane admitted.
Ranma swallowed. What she wanted to say next was setting off all kinds reactions in her, anticipation, disgust, fear, and love. The love she felt for Akane. She had her arms around her spouse, never mind the fact that her wife was male at the moment. Yet, in the end she said nothing in words, but in action. She accepted this man that she had never seen before as her beloved, just as he had accepted her as both a man and a woman.
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Ranma wearily woke up, saw the naked guy sleeping in his bed and reacted before sleep had cleared her mind. She screamed and fell out of bed.
The man sat up and looked at the prone, naked woman. "Ranma?"
"Talk about living a nightmare," Ranma muttered as she stood up. "Sorry, wasn't awake and well..."
Akane was about to ask what the girl meant by 'living a nightmare,' but in shifting position on the bed, a stab of pain from below the waist told HIM exactly what the girl had feared.
"How did you hurt yourself?" Ranma wondered.
"You're use to being a guy, I'm not. I didn't know a guy could pinch his own balls just by moving," Akane muttered.
Ranma smirked. "Yeah, I guess since you never had nuts hanging between your legs. Had some issues like that when I first became a girl. I certainly didn't know how much a pain big tits could be. You'll get use to it after a while and won't accidentally hurt yourself."
Akane pouted. "Don't want to get use to this. Being in a body like this is... wrong on so many levels."
Ranma grinned. "Told ya you would regret it."
Akane poked the girl. "I don't regret it. It may feel wrong, but without experiencing what this was like, I wouldn't have known how much I've been hurting you. I promise I'll never splash water on you or call you a girl ever again."
Ranma grabbed the offending finger. "Don't make promises you can't keep. You'll get angry and want to hurt me and now you know sometimes hitting me with a bucket of water hurt worse than if you had kicked me in the balls instead."
"I mean it, I won't do it!" Akane vowed.
Ranma shook her head. "I promised Kasumi to stop insulting your cooking more than once. You've seen how far that got me. I may not make fun of it often, but when I'm upset..."
Akane pouted. "I'm not you."
"We'll see," Ranma retorted. She shook her head, not wanting to dwell on this. "Well, if you want to truly experience the curse, I say we should go out on the town."
Akane blinked. "Why?"
"You certainly felt the change and the body, but there's more to it than that. You haven't had girls flirt with you, or anything else guys deal with," Ranma pointed out.
Akane shrugged. "Why not? Though I'm going to need to borrow your clothes."
Ranma nodded with a smirk. "Of course."
Akane put on the boxers and silk black pants after adjusting them for his bigger waist and ankles. The shirt was more of an issue.
"What's wrong?" Ranma wondered.
"My shoulders are too broad and they're tight around my abs," Akane explained.
Ranma pouted as she put on her Chinese worker outfit she sometimes wore. "Be thankful I'm not really a girl."
Akane blinked in confusion. "Why's that?"
Ranma poked the guy's firm, six-pack, stomach. "You just said you're more of a guy than me. I'm not going to attack you like when you attacked me when your clothes didn't fit me right."
Akane blinked. "Ah... right... Aren't you going to change into a guy?"
"Two guys coming from a honeymoon resort? Yeah, right," Ranma groused. "They would think we're perverts."
Akane smirked. "Isn't that my line? I certainly see the point."
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How Ranma didn't hate him, Akane would never know. There really was more to the curse than she had ever considered. And it wasn't just having girls openly flirting at him. Having to use a public restroom was an adventure in itself. And unlike Ranma using a girl's bathroom, where other women desperate keep their modesty from each other, guys held no such concerns. The open urinals and lack of doors to the toilet stalls left him staring a tad much, which resulted in one guy trying to pound him and another wanting a date. Those two ended up fighting each other instead.
Anyone who ever said there's little difference between guys and girls does not have a clue how wrong they are. And he only had a taste of it. One day in the world as a guy was enough for him. And like all other decisions in his life, they didn't exactly go as planned. While wanting to remain a guy for a good portion of the honeymoon as this was only a one-shot deal, he had planned to spend his time with his spouse in their room. Money concerns and Ranma's appetite had them going to town for cheaper fare than the resort offered. And her spouse certainly got some justified revenge at his discomfort. One girl wouldn't leave him alone, even after telling her he was married.
It had been the better part of a week, and now he was more than ready to return to being a girl. Washing himself clean and then tenderly and carefully easing himself into the hot water of the bath. There were no words to convey the relief she felt returning to her real body. She was once again a girl.
"Thought we'd take THIS bath together," Ranma noted groggily as she leaned against the bathroom door.
"Didn't want to wake you," Akane returned.
Ranma shrugged. "Ya made me miss seeing you return to being my wife."
"I'm always your wife, just as you're always my husband, even when you look like that," Akane retorted.
Ranma went through the motions of cleaning herself before easing herself into the bath. The hot water was great in easing the tired muscles made sore from excessive lovemaking, if there was ever such a thing. A good hot bath was truly the answer to everything.
Akane's eyes were wide. Her hand emerged from the water pointing.
Ranma looked at her quizzically. "What?"
"You... you're still a girl..." Akane squeaked out.
Ranma looked down and saw she indeed still had a big chest. Her mouth opened to let out an anguished scream of horror.
Akane leapt from the bathtub and tripped over the edge, landing face first into a wash bucket still filled with cold water.
Ranma screamed again.
Akane looked down and saw he was now a man. He then joined his spouse in letting out a scream as well.
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Author's Notes:
This chapter was mostly written back in May 1998 with help from Delta and Outlaender. It had just needed a bit of fleshing out and editing to make it fit with the rest of the series.