Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Ranma and Akane: Woes in Nerima ❯ LEMON, Cumming together ( Chapter 8 )

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

:Refer to pages 1, 2, and 3 for disclaimer:

::Authors note:: All the previous chapters have been revised for, but not limited to spelling, grammar, and to build in a better plot. So it might behoove you to reread the fic if you haven’t already. Wait a sec, this story has a plot?! Yes it does now, though it didn’t when I started it. And woo-boy what a plot too! I’ve read many, many thousands of Ranma fan-fictions (gosh why does that depress me so?). And to that end, I wanted to write my first fiction to be unique above all others. And this story, what it may lack in writing capability on my park, it makes up for in pure originality.
Though that originality might only really show through in the epilogue. Though you might have already noticed characters such as Setsuna Meioh aka ‘Sailor Pluto’ Guardian of Time, Doctor Who the Time Lord, and Urd Goddess of the Past (and Love), and Loki, well He’s just Loki. Hope you noticed the trend in those crossover characters.
Whoops, look at the Time! On with the fanfiction!
After the previous nights… interesting turn in events, school the next day passed by quickly, so we come to a scene in Akane’s bedroom, of both Akane-kun, Ranma-chan on the floor, and Nabiki on Akane’s bed, all doing the after school ritual right of homework.

“Hey Akane, what do you think the answer is for this problemme on page two?” Ranma asks while pointing to the complex math problemme.
“Um, I think 42. Big algebra problemme for such a simple answer though.” Akane-kun remarked after several minutes of studying it.
“Eh, they just stick those hard but simple things in the tests and what-not to throw you off is all, really, they’d make you think it was the answer to the mysteries of the universe or something, so don’t worry about it Ranma.” Nabiki said from her perch above them while doing her history assignment.
As Nabiki rolled over thinking, “geeze, where am I going to need to know about the unification of the Deutsches Reich under the Kaiser Wilhelm in 1871?!” something stinking out between the mattress and bed frame caught her eye. “What’s this?” she though.

After several minutes of quietly flipping pages, Nabiki gasps out “Oh My!”
“What, something wrong Nabiki?” Ranma asks getting up to look to Nabiki.
Akane also looks up and pales to see what Nabiki is holding, with shock on his face Akane starts to lunge to grab the incriminating thing from Nabiki, but Ranma gets there first.

After several moments of no response from Nabiki, Ranma peers over the plain brown wrapped book like object to see for herself, and then stops in shock with a full blush at what she’s seeing and thinks “Huh?, Akane thinks like that? Wow. And I’M the one called ‘pervert’”.

By now Nabiki has come out of her shock, about this revelation from her sister…err brother. Both? And tears her eyes away from “it” to see the shock, shame and embarrassment on Akane-kun’s face. Then she says.
“Wow Akane, I had no clue you were into Futanari Doujinshi Hentai mags(1), and to…. Colour them yourself. You really pulled the wool over my eyes on this one…”
With that Ranma herself grabs the hentai mag out of Nabiki’s hands to look at it more closely, but then…
“Ewww! It’s all crusty and sticky!” Ranma-chan says rather loudly, prompting a question from Nabiki of “Is it ‘girl crusty/sticky’, or ‘guy crusty/sticky’ Ranma?”
Ranma’s face contorts cutely in what may be called disgust and replies simply “Both I think.” She then sticks out her tongue in a mock-gag.

At this point Akane is too shocked and shamed to move, as things are moving more like a nightmare that n it being real. He thinks he hears Ranma and Nabiki both mutter “pervert” while looking at him, but he’s not certain anymore, just thinking how stupid he is.

Nabiki picks up again with “You know Ranma, you might want to be flattered with this. I mean, for Akane here to not only find a futanari doujinshi with a character with a pigtail, she then colours the hair red like yours too. And the size of her… um his… um whatever’s “member” is… quite impressively large.” Nabiki had to squeak out the last bit, as even the ‘Ice-Queen’ knows some things are taboo.

“Yeah, I guess that’s one way to look at it, I guess. So Akane how’s it feel to join the ranks of us ‘perverts’? Ranma asks slightly playfully.
Akane, hearing his name, then the question blanks out for a second, only to rebound with his usual vigor of a favourite, though overused saying “I’M NOT A PERVERT YOU PERVERT!!!”
And just as it looks as though Akane was about to form a ki-mallet, Ranma daintily holds up, and opens the hentai with her forefinger and thumb to show the hand-coloured “futanari-girl” with red hair in a pigtail stroking her horse size member, then says “Akane, me-thinks that the evidence speaks for itself, don’t you think so Nabiki?....” seeing Nabiki nod the affirmative, she continues. “… though I guess I really can’t blame you, after all I AM one hot babe, if I do say so myself….” Ranma then strikes a sexy pose more suited for a Hustler magazine, then continues “… though I wonder, if you really like this, I wonder if I can trick my curse to change only a little… err make that a big something. Just. For. You!” the last line said as she stalked up to Akane-kun and flicked his nose with her forefinger and giggled.

Akane-kun though was on sensory overload at the thought of a ‘real-life’ futanari Ranma-chan, and promptly passed out in a dead faint with twin geysers of nasal blood escaping his cranium at high enough velocity to knock him onto the far wall.

After the impressive display of a nasally self propelled Akane-kun, Nabiki and Ranma just stood slightly stunned (hey they’re Nerimite’s, it takes a lot to really faze them) when Ranma spoke “Yeesh, and Akane always called me a pervert, now I guess I know she was judging me against herself, just when you think you know a person…tsk…” Ranma steals a glance at Akane-kun then asks “… so Nabiki, feel up for some ice-cream?”

“Yeah, I could use a break, and ice-cream sounds good, oh and, I dunno’, could you maybe show me how to do that ‘I’m the cutest little thing since bunnies and puppies face’ you use to scam more ice-cream?”

“Well, I dunno’ it is one of my more powerful moves after all, but I guess I can trust you with it, my student!” as Ranma cackles Nabiki big-sweat-drops, then asks “Ranma about what you said about tricking your curse, can you really do that?!”
“Hmm, naw, I don’t think so, magic just don’t work that way, and even if it did, just Ewww!”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I can’t believe I just said that you’re right about something.”
“Yeah, I know.
“So… ice-cream?”
“Yeah…”
And with that the two girls left the neo-boy in a crumpled heap, leaking vital life juices nasally while thoughts best left to the imagination of the reader for the purpose of this fiction, ran wild in his head.

In the late afternoon just as the two girls were leaving the ice-cream parlor, filled to capacity with nearly free ice-cream, that is two 10 yen sundaes turned into a veritable smorgâsbørd of frozen confections thanks to the ‘I’m the cutest little thing since bunnies and puppies’ face times-two, the pompous insane voice of none other than Tatewaki Kuno, True Blunder of Furinkan High school, age 18 filled the air.
“Beauteous pig-tailed girl, Ranma Saotome! I’ve found thee at last! Come to me my love and delight in my manliness!” that said, Kuno rushed said girl, arms spread to sweep her into an embrace, though only to meet empty air. Then to have a dainty foot to the face.
“Ah ya bafoon will ya knock it out for just one day!?, just when the day was lookin’ alright too!” with that Ranma gave an extra kick to his butt, knocking him into the ground face-first for good measure. Though in the far recesses of Ranma’s mind, a female voice was commenting on what nice ass Kuno has. Moments later that voice was dragged deeper into her mind where it was beaten, pissed on then burned to a crisp for good measure.

By this point Nabiki was safely behind a shrubbery with her video camera on its tripod, that she keeps in ‘Camera-space’(2) as these wild fights always make good (and legitimate) money.

“That hurt you know” Tatewaki said plainly, getting up to dust himself off.
“Well Duh! Kind’a the point Kuno, what is ya want this time? Cause I ain’t datin’ ya!” Ranma said as she took a stance ten or so feet from the idiot.
“Why my glorious tigress (Ranma flinched at the mention of that type of c-c-cat) that is exactly my noble intention to date with thee!”
“Yeah right dream on bozo, ain’t no way I’m dating you again!”
“Oh my lovely, I think you shall change your mind with THESE!” and with that Kuno had reached into his jacket and pulled out a small drawstring sack, and a large glass vial.
“Lemme’ guess, love potions right?” Ranma drawled out rather bored, after all this is SUCH an old game by now.
“Hahahaha!! Yes my glorious tigress, you are most astute to realize this! Hahaha! But no, these aren’t just ordinary potions, these are the best chemical bases from my twisted sisters Lab, combine with my godlike intellect and ancient House of Kuno secrets, these Ranma Saotome are the BEST love potions in existence! And with them you shall be mine! Hahahaha!!” then Kuno took his own stance pulling his mighty bokken from ‘bokken-spce’.
By now Ranma was slightly worried, it’s not like she can’t take Kuno, though she thought “better be careful, knowin’ the idiot, he’ll wanna’ get close to douse me with one of ‘em”.

It should be noted that the words “Ranma Saotome” and “Love potion” even in the same paragraph will draw high-powered loves-truck teenage martial artists like moths to a flame so it should be no surprise that before the lovestruck fool, and the aquatransmorphic gender bender could fight, several voices split the air.

“Aiyah! Shampoo come save Airen from crazy stick-boy!” Shampoo shouted, bon-bori’s at the ready. ‘Then use potion for Ranma to be MINE!’
“Ranma what the hell are you doing with Kuno!” Akane-kun said running into the area. ‘If she’s dating Kuno again I’m gonna’ kill her!’
“Ranma Saotome you fiend! For bewitching my Shampoo you shall pay!” Mousse shouted in rage drawing twin long-swords from his sleeves. ‘But those potions of the morons will work well to capturing Shampoo’s heart!’
“RANMA! Because of you I’ve seen the Bronx!” the directionally challenged Ryoga screamed out. ‘kill Ranma, kill Ranma, kill Ranma, snuggle with Akane-chan, oh and kill Ranma.’
“Gee, wondered when he was gonna’ show… hey wait… the Bronx?” Ranma pondered to herself.
“I’m Comin’ Ranchan!” shouted Ukyo, sheathing her battle spatula in favour of her ‘Spat-chuks’(3) ‘Love potions eh? Maybe there’s hope yet! And if not Akane-kun IS hot…’
“Ohhohoho! Brother dear I cannot let you have your way with Ranma-sama!” said the Black Rose Kodatchi, already twirling her ribbon. ‘That pleasure is mine and mine alone!’

At this point, the streets and buildings in the vicinity have all cleared out for safety reasons, and unnoticed by the fighters, up in a tree sat Cologne and Happosai chatting about the various fighters forms, and critiquing them. Unnoticed by even these two, were people watching with interest. One watching through a TARDIS view screen. Another watching intently through the time-gates, and two looking through a bowl of apparently ordinary water.

“Halt foul peasants and sister dear! For the gods themselves have decreed that Ranma shall be mine with assistance from these potions!”
After several deities in the area resisted the urge to face-vault at the moron’s idiocy and narcissism, several cries of outrage wrenched the air.
“I ain’t yours for nothin’!”
“Shampoo no let YOU!”
“KUNO NO BAKA!”
“Fowl?! FOWL!? I’m a human being not a bird dammit!” Mousse is touchy with words that even SOUND like something bird related you know.
“Kuno honey, I’m gonna’ make ya into an idiot okinomiaki!”
“Tatewaki Kuno, PREPAR TO DIE!”
“”Bro your ass is grass!” interesting how her usual eloquence escaped Kodatchi, no?
With that they charged, and the battle royal began, and what proceeds can only be described as Pandemonium.

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“#is that# sign flip #my cue?#” Genma signed.
“Dammit Mr. Saotome this isn’t you scene yet! And for pete’s sake be a panda when using a damn sign!” Tuisto proceeds to beat a very human Genma with his own sign….
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Now then where were we? Ah yes. pandemonium.

In his maddened state Tatewaki Kuno is truly quite a formidable fighter, and proving to be a challenge for the others, and since none of them have trained much together collateral damage was high…
As Kuno’s bokken whirred through the air towards Ryoga, Ryoga countered with an umbrella block and ‘belt-sword’ slash. But Kuno side stepped the slash, so that Ukyo received the errant cut to her blouse. As Kuno had side stepped Ryoga’s attack Akane and Ranma double teamed Kuno, Akane-kun with a mallet, and Ranma with a piece of rebar she found. Though their combined attack was rendered useless when Mousse’s chained sword missed its aim to Kuno only fractionaly, but did slice the head from Akane’s mallet, and shortened Ranma’s rebar to a useless stub.
This distraction to Ranma and Akane was enough for Kuno to get in two good hits to each, knocking the wind out of them.
Then the mad kendoist rounded-about and raised his bokken to deflect twin bon-bori maces that were headed for his cranium, and in the same motion redirected Shampoo’s attack to Kodatchi who was readying her ribbon for her “thousand slashes” technique.
At this point with his back turned he could block or deflect the Battle Spatula he knew to be descending on him, so he grabbed Ryoga by the shirt, and threw him into the oncoming weapon.
Ukyo’s attack successfully avoided, and Ryoga momentarily down for the count, the melee intensified as Kuno swung his bokken back towards Mousse, blocking the myopic boy’s scimitar, then with a sword twist and a knee snap kick, sent Mousse flying backwards.
Mere seconds after Mousse’s impromptu flight, Ranma charges up her ki for a Katchu Tenshin-Amagurinken, but just as she begins her charge, and before she can shout the first syllable of the attack, Kuno back-flips away, leaving Akane to take many hits before Ranma can stop.
After Kuno’s flip, he encounters Kodatchi and says as he swings his bokken to deflect her club. “Sister dear, please give up thine pursuit of Ranma, can thou not see she was fated to be with me!?”
“Shut up you pompous ass-hole! I don’t give a rats ass about ‘fate’ this and ‘destiny’ that! I just care about Ranma-sama! ATTACK of a THOUSAND CLUBS!”
As Kuno is dodging his sister’s most powerful attack in a back-flip, a small drawstring sack and glass vial escapes his person to fly up into the air…
Time slows to a near standstill for all those in the fight as they notice the objects that started this. As they begin the decent, a barrage of spatu-kens from Ukyo, and a barrage whirling of bandana-kens from Ryoga, both meant for Kuno’s head from opposite directions, intersect. The attacks intersection changing their attack vectors to the point where they’re sure to hit the small sack and glass vial…
#RIP!#
#CRACK-CRINKLE!#
Yes, that was the sound of a small sack being ripped to shreds and a glass vial shattered, though the combined attacks of Ukyo and Ryoga had another affect, not lost on anyone in the still slow motion. Wind.
As the sack ripped and glass broke, the wind from the airborne weapons caused the powder and liquid to mix slightly making a ultra-fine pink mist that quickly expanded into a ever larger cloud that enveloped all the fighters, a certain shrubbery, the tree where sat Cologne and Happosai as well as several surrounding blocks before it finally settled.

As reality resumes it normal flow of time, the assembled fighters and watchers can notice immediately what those potions really were. As they were in fact labeled by Kodatchi, they were love potions, but only meant as the physical, horny as hell ‘I gotta’ get me some lovin’ now’ variety. And Tatewaki unwittingly boosted their potency 10 fold. Pity he didn’t have those pages and notes of their true affects….

Now that the fighters and watchers have inhaled the mist and have it coating their bodies, rational thought evaporates along with their previous fighting like morning dew in the sun, to be replaced by the one and only thing on their collective minds… Unbridled Lust.
Ranma is the first (and last) to regain her wits, and succinctly voices the situation, and the raging desire burning through them. “Oh FUCK!”
As seconds pass like an eternity, a lust driven unspoken consensus is reacted, and moments later pants, shirts, blouses, brassieres, boxer shorts and panties are flying off the assembled bodies faster than the eye can see, and a new type of melee begins…
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Mousse in his chemically induced engorged arousal quickly grabs the closest moving female that happens to be Kodatchi. As he gropes at her breasts rubbing her raised rock hard nipples from behind and pressing her supple gymnastic body against his, he thinks of something that seems important that starts with ‘Sham’ but quickly dismisses it, as ‘Datchi-chan’ moans and keels from his ministrations. He needs something, he needs it now more than ever, there to the right of his vision, a street-side bus bench, it’ll do. As he swings ‘Datchi-chan’ in his grip, he pushes her face-forward over the back of the bench so that ‘Datchi-cahn’s’ glistening sex is on proud display. But before he can ride her. Kodatchi moans out in mandarin chinese, “Oh yes Mu-Tzu-sama, take me now! Fuck, make me cum!” Mousse was more than happy to oblige her request too. As he pushed his throbbing rock hard rod of silk in hard, ‘Datchi-chan’ nearly came then, but he continued pumping, eliciting ever higher moans and mewling from the girl, then the pressure in him can go no higher as he cums, taking her even higher on her own ride.
The two exhausted, fall apart panting, but all is not over yet…
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Behind a shrub nearby Nabiki couldn’t believe what she was doing out in public! On the ground turned to see the bacchanal before her, her blouse and bra pushed up with her right hand caressing and fondling her breasts, and her skirt pushed down, with the fingers of her left hand stroking the folds and nubs of her sex, causing her to spasm slightly and then bite her lip to keep from screaming to her crescendo as she slips four finger within herself. After several moments Nabiki rolls over with renewed vigor to start again, she glimpses her still running camera, and the last portion of Nabiki’s rational mind hopes that the thing is still rolling. Who needs fight scenes? What’s happening over yonder will be worth a fortune!
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Ukyo writhing on the ground couldn’t believe how forward Shampoo had been! Grabbing her and throwing her to the ground, to then plant her face right between Ukyo’s legs and spread her knees on either side of Ukyo’s head! Ukyo also couldn’t get over that long tongue of hers! Soon though she was lost in their mutual 69’ing as Ukyo licked and lapped up Shampoo’s womanly essence, while fingering Shampoo’s round-rose (rectum).
Shampoo on her part was lost in bliss, slightly amazed that Ukyo was this good at Amazon pleasure techniques! But Shampoo knew more was needed… but what?
“Aiyaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!” she screeched aloud, as she grabbed what was needed, at the same instant Ukyo pushed her whole hand up and into Shampoo.
Still shaking, Shampoo knew what she needed to do, then Ukyo nearly screamed in surprise as the cold metal handle of one of her spatu-kens was used as an impromptu dildo on her by Shampoo. As their combined tempo increased, they both arched and came like a tsunami, gushing. Then collapsed onto one another.
But more was definitely still needed.

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As the lust-mist wafted past their perch in the tree, Cologne and Happosai felt an urge the likes of which neither had really felt for probably 200 years, and it was back with a vengeance!
“It’s been a long time hasn’t it little Ko-chan?” Happi said with an even lewder smirk than usual.
“Far to long Airen, far too long” Cologne giggled out girlishly.
“Then get ready baby-cakes cause I’m gonna’ rock your world, HOTCHA!” Happi says as he jumps ‘Ko-chan’.
(A/N: I’m sorry gentle reader; I lack the nerve to immortalize in text the… act, between these two.)
“Wo-AI-NIIIIIII AIRRRRRRREEEEEEENNNNNNN!!!!!!!” Cologne screeched out several satisfying minutes later.
“SWEETOooo!” (snores)
“Baka male…”
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Maybe because of Ranma’s currently smaller body, the mist seemingly affected her the most, as the first things to enter her vision after she stripped naked was Akane-kun and Ryoga-kun. More precisely she noticed their proud erections. Normally she’d beat these kinds of thoughts back, but right now her thoughts weren’t the things she wanted to beat on…
So with a plan of action in her head, she pounced! Tackling Akane-kun (he was the closest) to the ground and using her momentum rammed herself over his bulbous member, with his back now planted to the ground, she began bouncing up and down on him, and the last thought to run through Akane-kun’s mind was to notice the interesting jiggling movements her amble breasts made as she bounced on him. Minutes, maybe hours later, who cares? Ranma paused, tensed up, and pushed down once again hard! Causing the two to climax together, and as Ranma kept going and going, she did note how Akane-kun was like a never-ending fountain of manliness. Tom-Boy indeed!

Durring this display Tatewaki and Ryoga, who’d both been having ‘self-service’ saw Ranma-chan roll off Akane-kun panting, and so the idiot du-jour and the directional challenged boy knew what must be done.
For Tatewaki it was most surely his just reward from the gods themselves.
For Ryoga it was finally his chance to truly beat Ranma once and for all! Though, who the heck was that red-head guy? And why’d Ranma call him Akane as she came?!?
Plan in hand, Ryoga rushed in first, grabbed Ranma around her waist and pulled her up onto all fours. Then kneeling down himself, he drove forward into her, eliciting a gasping moan from the redhead who was still too far gone into the throws of passion from her encounter with Akane-kun to protest.
Then Kuno saw his golden opritunity, as Ryoga began thrusting in earnest. Kuno knelt in front of Ranma, grasped her mouth to force it to open, and pushed into her. Ranma on her part nearly gagged and choked on the forceful intrusion, but she repositioned herself so she could breathe as Kuno using his hand gripped her scalp and began to push her head back and forth over his length.
At this point, Ranma didn’t know which way was even up anymore, as her front was pushed back, followed by her back pushed forward by the two boys causing pleasure to rip up and down her body. Soon though she could feel Ryoga climax into her with a grunt, followed moments later by her own and Kuno’s as a icky salty slime was shot down her throat making her involuntarily gag on it. Just as quickly as they started, they stopped, and let Ranma fall bonelessly to the ground, knocked out cold, but still twitching.

Though mere moments later, Ranma still K.O.ed, unconsciously released a tidal wave of pure lust ki from her body, in the form of a giant pink heart that quickly went invisible, but did it's trick just the same as it spread over greater Tokyo, making even devout monks horny as heck. Nine or so months later it'll be known as that catalyst of the great Tokyo 'baby-boom'.

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At this point had anyone in the romp been paying attention they would’ve seen Mr. Saotome in panda-form run by them being chased, while throwing signs saying the likes of “YIPES!” and “DON’T HURT ME!” and “No-chan can’t we just cuddle?”.
Turning to see his pursuer we’d see Nodoka Saotome in a black leather ensemble of 6 inch heel, knee high stiletto boots, black panties with matching garters, and a cup-less leather bustier exposing her breasts, and studded choker collar. Wielding what appears to be a lubed-up giant phallic inspired bokken, (a/n: think of a kendo oriented dominatrix) while she shouted “GENMA GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE AND TAKE YOUR PUNISHMENT LIKE A MAN!”
At her shout Genma turned back to look at his wife, and found himself in a dilemma, whether to find his wife’s visage extremely ‘hot’ or to be scared shitless.
The world may never know the outcome of his mental tug-of-war as he just kept running.
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As Mousse looked around with a wildness burning in his eyes, a wicked gleam came to his eyes, as his darling Shampoo was rolling off of Ukyo in a daze.
Shampoo didn’t even notice Mousse as he planted his face in between her legs to eat her out. Though moments into the act, just as it was starting to get good Shampoo noted, they were greeted by a Close encounter of the wet kind, changing them into their cursed forms.
It’s really quite a sight to see a white duck giving cunnilingus to a purple cat.
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Finally the last two couples still going strong, each couple thrusting and pushing each other to new heights of the day. Tatewaki gently biting his lover nipples eliciting gasps of pleasure from her. While Ryoga manhandles his lover atop him from behind. The two couples moving like they were made for each other, only grunting and keeling in responsive mutual pleasure for their efforts. The first couple climaxed together and jerked to a passed out stop, still in each others arms.
Tatewaki and Kodatchi, sure are in for a surprise when they wake up…
When the second couple came, Ukyo just leaned back onto Ryoga’s braod chest and mumbled “I love ya, Ryo-chan ya’ lug.”, and they were soon dead to the world.

In a place that defies any real description Setsuna stood watching through the gates, though she knew a visit to her little green mechanical boyfriend was in order after the display through the gates of time, when a powder-compact looking communicator buzzed.
“Yes Loki?” she answered in an annoyed tone, already knowing who called.
“Well gee, aren’t you chipper…” Loki seeing her frown continued “…anyway Set-chan, does it look like things worked out as planned?”
Setsuna didn’t answer immediately as she peered through the time-gates, then said “Yes, it finally look like things are coming together.”
“About time!, well Set-chan I’ll go tell the others. Oh and wee still on for Friday?” Loki said with a broad smile, to which Set-chan could only blush and mumble out “yes” before he hung-up.
After that Setsuna teleported back to her flat still rosy-cheeked, and though “I think big mr.-green can wait till after friday…”

Back in Nerima, it was dark out, and the cool wind roused Ranma out of her deep restful sleep.
The first thing she noticed was that she was naked, cold, sticky all over, and had a headache like she’d spent a week of binge-drinking. Then she opened her eyes to look around her to see the mass of naked bodies, plus a duck and a cat, all of which were out cold.
She said the only thing that seemed appropriate given the situation “Oh shit!”



Things are about to get a lot more interesting in sleepy little Nerima now….

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Well folks, this was my first attempt at a LEMON, it’s the only one for this story, and only here for plot development. And probably the only one I’ll ever do. I like it, as I tried to make it a funny lemon. Also is my biggest block of writing at more than 4,900 words, So comment on it if you will. Oh, and you had better of read this chapter with BOTH hands on the keyboard. I’ll know if you didn’t!

Notes for the fic are.
(1)Futanari-girl = a drawn image of a girl with a overly proportioned male penis.
Doujinshi = a hentai sex based manga.
Ecchi = hentai images
Hentai = If you don’t already know you need help. Badly, “Pervert”.

(2)In Anime everything has a ‘space’, subspace if you will. So why not a ‘camera space’?
(3)Spat-chuks? Simple think two steel spatulas connected with a length of chain. Like Nun-chucks, only cooler and baking oriented.

Also, you can find this same story, on my FanFiction.net author profile. Tuisto. IT should be noted though that I DO update the ffnet pages long, long before this mediaminer pages.

….T/B/C!....