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The Strange History of Girl R	By : Zelmane Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 10073 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Based on Ranma 1/2, by Rumiko Takahashi. I do not own any of the characters, and I make no money from this fanfiction.

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- 1-The Strange History of Girl R
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This is the first part of a Ranma 1/2 fanfiction that’s been bouncing in my head for some time. It does allude to some events not yet fully covered, but I do hope I’ve thrown in enough for readers to get a basic idea of what the situation is.
This story has adult themes including transgender, and hints of bondage & non-consensual sex. Future chapters will probably be more explicit. It also has some foul language. If you don’t like any of this, please don’t read. But then, why are you on an adult website in the first place?
Story based on the anime & manga series Ranma 1/2. I do not own any of the characters.
-Steph
zelmane1001@gmail.com
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The Strange History of Girl R
Part One
Hello, Hiroshi. Good morning. I see you’ve discovered the little reward I’ve given you.
What, you thought last night was your reward? Nope, sorry. That was just me having a little fun. A little fling before an inevitable change in a few months time. You see, my Master? He’s decided to give me as a gift to his son in a few months. And if I know my Master, he’ll want me to be Miss Prim, Pretty, and Proper when that day comes. And I will, too. I’ll have no choice. He is my Master, after all, and I have to do what he decides. But for now, he’s given me a little room to play with. And last night, I decided I wanted to play.
By the way, my name isn’t Ranma anymore. I actually don’t have one right now, except maybe "Girl". Its part of my Master’s sense of humor, you see. I don’t actually understand it, really, but he seems to think its funny for me to not actually have a name. So he just calls me "Girl" when he wants to refer to me, or sometimes "Girl R", but mostly just "Girl". I suppose one of these days he’ll actually give me a name, but for right now, I’m just the generic Girl.
So anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, my Master. He’s giving me to his son in June, and he wants a big wedding and everything. So in four months time, his son will become my new Master, and I’ll become his son’s blushing bride in a white dress. And then? I guess we’ll go off and start making enough grandchildren to make my current Master happy.
And do you know what that means? It means that every time his son fucks me, every time he makes me come in a blissful orgasm, every time I push out another one of his kids... I’ll have you to thank for that, Hiroshi. You and Daisuke and Kuno... Thank you, guys. Thank you for everything.
In fact, I’ve wanted a long time to thank you guys for the kindness your little accident-on-purpose-mistake has given me. A very long time. And you were the last, Hiroshi. I got Daisuke last year, and Kuno’s disappearance a few months ago? That was me, too. And now I’ve got you. And now I can thank you back for all the happiness your little attempt at a peep show has given me.
You’ve probably already figured it out by now, but I’ve doused you with Spring of Drowned Girl water. Twice, as a matter of fact. That means you’re stuck as a girl now, for the rest of your life. Just like I was when you left me. And just like I did back then, you’ve awoken here. In the cargo hold of an airplane, naked, tied up, with your knees to your chest in a hog-tie, your arms in a sheath tied behind your back, a ball gag in your mouth, and strapped to the floor like cargo. You should see yourself, you know. You’re like those tied-up girls on the internet sites you used to show me. Only now, you’re the girl that’s tied up.
By the way, the Drowned Girl water? It did a really good job on you. I don’t think you’ve had the chance to check your new self out yet, so I’ll give you a little preview. You’ve got nice curves, long legs, a nice behind, pretty good sized breasts, and blonde hair. I didn’t expect that last part; that was a surprise. Just goes to show what happens when you start messing around with curses; sometimes weird things happen that you didn’t expect. But you already know about that.
I’ll tell you right now, the guys are going to love you. And in time, you’re going to love them back. You won’t be able to help yourself. Trust me on this.
I’m afraid its going to be a long trip in that position, so you might as well try to relax. I think it was about eight hours for my trip, and depending on how long it is before they get around to unloading you, it could be longer. They may even put a few more girls on this flight. I hope not, because I don’t like the idea of innocent people being involved. But my Master has forbidden me to interfere, and in any case, I don’t have the power anymore to do anything. That was taken away from me as well.
And where are you going? To the same place I was taken to that night. The very same one.
It’s a very special place. A very secret one, too. It’s a place where they take girls -- and by the way, you’re just a girl now. It doesn’t matter how old you are, or what you were before, you’re just a girl now -- its where they take girls, and train them, and condition them, for a very select clientele. And when they’re finished with them, they sell them. To a very select clientele. And they make a lot of money selling them, too. A very large amount of money. Why? Because the girls they sell are all beautiful, sexy, talented... obedient, submissive, and completely, entirely, and irreparably bonded to the will of the Master who pays for them. And now, you’re going to become one, too.
Just like I am.
I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that, you didn’t have anything to do with that part of what happened. You probably didn’t even know about it until just now. And... you’re right, you didn’t have anything to do with that part. Not at all. In fact, I now know who had me snatched and trained, and even why. You didn’t have anything to do with that. But still, you did leave me stranded, with no way to turn back into a guy, and with none of my strength. You made it easy for them to take me, and they did. So now... now I can’t turn back, not ever. I don’t have any of my old strength and never will get it back. And... I have a Master now, who owns me body and soul, who paid good money for me, and paid good money for me to be trained and bound. So no matter what, I can’t go back now.
And all because you thought it would be funny to see my tits through a wet t-shirt.
Where you’re going? They’ll teach you. They’ll teach you everything you need to know about living in your new body. Everything. They’re very good at that. Very thorough. You’ll learn how to walk, how to talk, how to behave, how to act... how to be obedient to your Master, and what happens when you don’t.
They’ll teach you how to dress, how to put on make-up, how to do your hair, what the latest fashions are and how they look on you, and even, how to look fabulous in a tight designer evening dress.
But most of all... they’ll teach you how to fuck. How to fuck guys. And girls sometimes, but mostly guys. You’ll learn how to fuck, how to suck cock, and even, how to relax and just take it, when your Master decides he wants to put his big, thick, long cock into your tiny, tight little ass. That’s going to happen, you know. That and a whole lot of things, a whole lot of times. They’ll teach you everything they can about fucking guys. Things you never thought were possible. And you’ll be practicing all the time, because practice makes perfect. Even with fucking.
But best of all? They’ll also teach you how to enjoy it. How to enjoy it, and to want more. You won’t have any choice in that, I’m afraid. They make sure you learn that lesson, and learn it well. They’re very good at that. Very, very good. You’ll learn to enjoy it, and once you do, everything else in your life will become... different. You’ll find that pleasing your Master will suddenly become very, very important to you, and by doing so, you’ll be pleasing yourself. In short, by the time they’re done with you, you’ll be a beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, submissive, horny little fucktoy. And you’ll love every minute of it. You won’t be able to help yourself. They’ll make sure of that.
And if you try to resist? Sorry, but that doesn’t work. Not in the long run, at any rate. I’m proof of that. Eventually, you’ll give in. They’re very experienced at dealing with resistance, you understand. And, they’re patient. They know time’s on their side. If you try to resist, the only thing you really end up with is pain. Lots of pain. So much, that you’ll end up wanting to do just about anything to make it go away. Even give in. And once you do that, once the pain goes away... you don’t ever want to go back to it. You’ll do anything to avoid ever going back to it.
If you want my advice? You’re better off just accepting things as they are, and go with it. You’ll save yourself a whole lot of pain, and a whole lot of anguish and shame, just by accepting the situation and trying to make the best of it. And believe me, once you submit yourself to your Master, you’ll feel a whole lot better, too. Everything will just suddenly seem... right, somehow.
In any case, all of this is inevitable. You won’t be able to stop it. I tried, I failed, and it didn’t change a thing. So now I’m just an owned girl with a Master who uses her frequently and likes it that way, who dresses so that guys notice she’s definitely a girl, who doesn’t care about martial arts anymore or any of the things I used to, who tries to hide from her family and old friends because its too hard to explain why she can’t go back anymore, and whose only future plans are to marry someone she hasn’t even met yet and to have hopefully uneventful pregnancies soon after. And I’m completely happy with all of this.
And a year from now, Hiroshi, you will be completely happy with it too, however it turns out for you. You’ll be just as much a happy Girl... as I am.
Tell Kuno I said "hello" when you get there. I think her name is Kumiko now, and I understand she’s becoming a wonderful geisha. They probably won’t put you in that training, tho... not with your body and that hair. Frankly, I’m guessing a burka is in your future. Those rich Sultans? They really love their blonde beauties. By the way, that’s where Daisuke wound up. After she went through the training, some sheikh in the Emirates bought her for over a million Euros. And she wasn’t even blonde. I heard she just gave him a son, too. Anyway, with your body and hair and their training, I’m guessing you’ll go for two million Euros, easy. Who knows, maybe the two of you will wind up in the same harem. Stranger things have happened.
Goodbye, Hiroshi. Just relax for the next eight hours and accept what’s happened to you, and you’ll be fine. Enjoy your new life. In fact, I know you will.
Eventually.
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