R/12: To the Amazon Village!

Unending BE - episode 791854

Ranma hadn't the single faintest idea what the hell to make of any of this. His head felt fuzzy, he had a rather playful twin sister calling herself Ranko, and apparently both him and his father were cursed to transform into women when splashed with cold water. In short, it was already a weird day and it wasn't even noon yet.

According to the guide, both he and his father had fallen into some springs. Pops fell into a spring, and accidentally splashed him in the process after he had landed in the spring of drowned fraternal twins. The curses had mixed in a rather unusual way, resulting in his twin developing her own perky, and innocent personality. She hadn't even put any clothes on until the two of them had urged her to do so, and had to be helped in putting it on in the first place. He'd selected some of his own gear, in particular a red shirt he'd bought at a market the other day. She was wearing that, while he was wearing his own training gear. The guide stated that the girl would vanish if she and Ranma were in direct contact, and both of them were in contact with hot water at the same time, so he decided to keep his distance.

Funny, though. It was like there was a blank spot in his memory. He couldn't quite remember being splashed, or landing in the spring. Well, it must have happened the way the guide said, right? After all, there was some pretty solid evidence that this was true right there. If only he could remember what the spring his father had fallen into was... He knew they both turned into women. Smoking hot women at that, whose clothes transformed into remarkably skimpy outfits no matter what they wore. Mercifully, the clothes turned back when immersed in hot water. But still, that was eating at him. He should know what spring pops fell into...

"We're almost there, sirs!" the guide yelled ."This is Nyuchiehzu, home of Joketsuzoku!"

By this point, Ranma didn't much care. Between that hole in his memory, and his stomach growling at him, he was too preoccupied to care much about this village.

"Look, brother!" Ranko squeezed his arm, and pointed at a large log in the middle of the villlage. "Those two are fighting! It must be some sort of tournament or something!"

Yeah, he saw. It was between a rather large warrior, and a smaller girl. He put odds on the girl, given the confident glint in her eye. This was more familiar territory, so he sat down and watched the fight to see if he could pick up anything about the fighting styles used by either competitor.

"The smaller one is going to win," Ranko said, whispering in Ranma's ear. "She's faster, and stronger..." she continued, and just then her voice changed tone slightly, becoming huskier with a slight echo. "And sexier. So much sexier. You want to fuck her. You need to fuck her. You need to ride that hot little ass of hers, and I'm going to make it happen for you. You'd like that wouldn't you?"

Ranma nodded, his eyes glazed over. Now that he looked again, appraised the fighter differently... He'd never really felt desire for a woman or a girl before, but now it hit him hard, and left his breath ragged. Ranko passed him an apple, and he took it without taking his eyes off the fight for even a single moment. His angel was dominating the brawl with effortless ease. She used the size and weight of her adversary against her, and Ranma almost leaped to his feet in a hooray for his angel's victory.

She even looked beautiful when she was pissed off. He couldn't understand what she was saying, but her words sounded like poetry to his ears.

"She say, you eat her prize for winning tournament. Shampoo - that her name - take prize out of hide."

"Fine by me!" Ranko said, striding forward confidently. "Tell her I'll challenge her for the food. It's for the champion, right?"

The fight lasted a second, and Ranma frowned in annoyance when his sister was the one to get the kiss. The guide seemed to panic a little, and in a display of rather impressive strength managed to grab all three of them (Ranma, Ranko and Genma) and got them the hell away from the village at top speed. All the while, Ranko had a rather amused expression on her face, as though she'd just set up the greatest practical joke in the world.

All Ranma could do was sigh. He didn't really know Shampoo all that well. Sure, there was an intense physical attraction the likes of which he'd never felt before... but where was the emotional connection? Best to forget about her. They'd probably never see her again.

That night, as the rest of her new family slept, "Ranko" rose to her feet and looked down at the clothes she was wearing with disgust. She tapped her lips thoughtfully, and leaned down beside her new "father" and "brother". Her voice took on a rather husky and echoey tone as she spoke.

"In the morning, you should let Ranko buy her own clothes. There will be no problems with anything she desires."

That ought to do it for now. She'd work on teaching them a few lessons later on, once she'd regained enough power to do more than a couple of suggestions or transformations every few hours. She allowed herself to lapse back into her natural state, knowing that she had plenty of time before the two would wake up. Strictly speaking ,she didn't need sleep at all. Neither did they, with a splash of cold water. This gave her time to plan ahead. A great deal more than the rush job while the two were unconscious in the valley...

She'd come up with the plan for the village almost entirely on the spot, when she'd seen the two vying for the position of village champion. Shampoo was going to win that fight, even on a bad day. "Ranko" had picked up enough martial arts from vague memories of being part of Ranma at some point to determine that much. The tribe was one of many that had wronged her. So she would bring its champion under her thrall. She would use her as a weapon against them, use her to learn their secrets and then strike back with such fury that they would never forget.

Luring her into giving the kiss of death was the best way to accomplish that goal. Lure her away from the others. Get her far away. Japan would be quite far enough away. Let the old man lead them to wherever they were going, leave an obvious trail for Shampoo to follow, dodge her at every turn and all the while Ranko would regain her strength and eventually lure her into a trap from which there was no escape. Looking at Ranma, she already had a few ideas of what sort of trap that might be... But only once he was ready. Only once he had finished learning the lessons that needed to be learned...

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Lumitiel

Sun May 08 23:01:36 2011