Doing it Like Ranma and Akane

Akane and Ranma were surprised to find that the Nekohanten seemed to be closed, so they tried the front door to the apartment out of concern that something tragic had happened to their friends. It wasn’t like them to close their restaurant. The door was open so they let themselves in. Akane and Ranma ascended the stairs and prepared to shout to the occupants of the apartment to announce their presence when they noticed something eerie. There was another red and black clad martial artist sitting in the dining room, which was apparent from the doorway. This ‘Ranma’ wasn’t dressed exactly the same as others.......and Ranma himself. His shirt had long sleeves, which were rolled back to his forearms, such as Ranma himself normally wore during the colder months, but he still wore the black belt and pants. His braid was the right colour of raven black, but much longer then the original Ranma’s. The real Ranma with quick reflexes pushed Akane down and ducked behind a chair, having a sense of déjà vu about this scene. A girl wearing a dark blue wig walked in and set a platter of food in front of him. She didn’t wear the Furinkan High School uniform, but had copied to eerie detail an outfit that Akane frequently wore, a bulky yellow sweater (under this she wore a green collared shirt) with matching sock, a red mid-calf length skirt and loafer style shoes. Akane and Ranma’s started in surprised when she turned and it was Kodachi; this they hadn’t expected. “Ranma I made this for you” she said in a happy voice.

Ranma frowned and looked at the food, even from where they were sitting it looked unappetizing; everything was a uniform colour of green, as if dyed that way. Mousse covered his mouth as if to prevent himself from gagging.

“Thanks I’m not hungry” he replied pushing it away.

“Ranma I spent hours making this for you, you had better eat it!” Akane cried while a vein throbbing in her head, she burnished a mallet at him in a threatening manner.

Ranma covered his mouth to stifle his laughter at the highly accurate reaction to Akane’s cooking. Akane glared at him and elbowed him in the stomach. Her face was burning at the insult; she looked wildly around for a way to escape and hoped that their role playing wouldn’t turn physical.

“Whoa hold it ‘Kane, I’ll try it” Mousse protested and with a shaking hand scooped a piece of the unappetizing looking substance with his chopsticks and placed it in his mouth. He immediately looked ill.

“Well Ranma how was it?” Kodachi asked bouncing happily in place.

“I think I’m going to be sick” Mousse groaned.

“Oh are you coming down with something? Let me help you to bed” Kodachi said taking his arm.

Akane was glad that they were leaving to take their games elsewhere; it would give her and Ranma the opportunity to sneak out without witnessing.......that again.

“Ranma I brought you too too delicious cooking” said Shampoo as she hopped through the window.....wearing a short dark blue wig and a uniform that matched Akane’s. “Oh Akane so happy she can make food for you......” she said. “What you doing here Kodachi? Is Shampoo’s turn with Ranma!” she cried with her hands on her hips, after setting down the tray of equally toxic looking food.

“What are you talking about you vile harlot? I checked the schedule and it’s MY turn with Mousse” Kodachi stated.

Shampoo snorted “only reason why you allowed turn at all is because you blackmailed us when you caught us playing our game and demanded turns. You always want more turns too, Mousse says you could exhaust a mechanical bull” Shampoo said. Mousse just snickered and Kodachi glared at him.

Akane and Ranma’s eyes went as wide as marbles at what was being said. They exchanged glances and blushed at the idea.

Mousse looked rather glad that he was being fought over. He’d been a virgin before overhearing what Kuno said to Ryoga and had suggested the idea to Shampoo. She’d gone for it surprisingly enough; he hadn’t even minded when Kodachi had insisted on joining. He’d been the first man for both of them.

“Why how dare you say that: you know that I’m a shy maiden” Kodachi declared.

“Perhaps before first time with Mousse, not after. Kodachi knows it was Shampoo’s turn to fuck Ranma” Shampoo cried.

Akane silently gasped at the harshness of the language. She’d learned things today that she hadn’t known existed, but the idea of sharing someone for this purpose seemed vile. Ranma hugged her in sympathy.

“You dare accuse me of such deception!” Kodachi cried. “I can only imagine what measures you went through to get that uniform.”

Shampoo shrugged “great-grandmother buy it for me from uniform shop, she get one for self too. Shampoo not know why” she said.

Mousse cleared his throat “I have a suggestion Akane, er Akanes you know that I am heir to the Saotome School of Anything Goes, right?” he said.

“Yes that true” Shampoo said confused.

“I mean as in anything-goes, I’m the best martial in the world after all, I can easily take care of you both” Mousse said in decent intimation of Ranma’s way of speaking; if Ranma had a Mandarin accent.

Akane’s eyes opened even wider and practically leaped out of their sockets. ‘No please’ she chanted over and over again like a mantra and Ranma got a nosebleed at the idea. His friends had whispered things about threesomes, but Ranma had always thought that it was the name of a dance or something.

Both ‘Akanes’ seemed startled by this “but how?” Shampoo asked.

“I don’t think that this is a good idea” Kodachi said hesitantly.

“My name is Ranma, that means wild horse and we know that I’m hung like one” Mousse said really getting into the act. “What’s the matter tomboy, are you chicken?” he taunted.

“Chicken? I’ll show you whose chicken, Ranma” Shampoo cried and reached under her skirt, pulled off her thong and threw them on the floor. “See Akane isn’t chicken” she said glaring a challenge at Kodachi.

“Neither is Akane baka” Kodachi said and did the same.

“Well ladies would you like me to show you my techniques, starting with the beast with three backs? Mousse said pushing down his pants to reveal his eager member.

Akane closed her eyes against this and whimpered silently, she prayed they were going to go into another room. Ranma shut his eyes too and found himself wondering if China had any red shirts left.

“Akane’s ready” Kodachi said as she expertly stripped without upsetting her wig.

Shampoo let her lace lined jumper fall to the floor and stood there in just her blouse and knee socks. She watched Mousse as she stripped off the rest, but kept on her knee socks, well aware this leant her a look of purity and innocence in counterpoint to her nudity.

Akane kept her eyes closed tightly as Mousse lay on the floor and Kodachi mounted his face while Shampoo impaled herself on him, she’d peeked just long enough to see this. Ranma on the other hand couldn’t look away; it was like watching a train wreck, well a sexy one. He was positive that his cheeks were glowing in the dark. He glowed even more when Akane bumped against his hardon and she silently gasped when she realized what it was. She leaned forward slightly and blushed herself. They both jammed their fingers into their ears at their cries of passion. Shampoo was the loudest, she literally sounded like a cat in heat while she rode her Amazonian lover. Kodachi was by no means silent either as she came into his mouth.

Ranma watch in horror and awe as Mousse pleasured first one, then the other girl in various positions, from where he took Shampoo from behind and ate out Kodachi while she sat on the table, to where he placed them side by side and mounted one while he fingered the other. Their cries of pleasure were deeply carnal and Akane silently sobbed while she attempted to ineffectually clamp her ears against them. Ranma was forced to wonder if the Amazon male had taken some sort of pill that allowed him to last so long. “I’m going to cum. Who wants it?” Mousse gasped finally.

“H-here dummy” Shampoo said, he pulled out of Kodachi and buried himself in Shampoo to cum into her as her silken walls gripped him. This caused a final one in Shampoo and she squealed with pleasure.

All three lay panting and then rearranged themselves so that the two wigged Akane heads lay on Mousse’s shoulders while his long braid curled around them. “I think I could get used to this” he purred contently.

Shampoo poked him “don’t expect this all the time, it only happen once in a while” she admonished him.

“I agree” Kodachi said.

“Did my techniques fail to satisfy you?” Mousse asked.

“Au contraire mon frère. You did satisfy, we just don’t want our Ranma getting spoiled” Kodachi said. She stood up and pulled off her wig “Well, I have to go set up my cameras to record for tonight. I was listening to my brother’s phone call from Nabiki and she said something about changing the game, she’s coming over with a red pigtailed wig. I don’t understand what that means, but it could be good for blackmail” she said. Ranma turned pale at the idea, while he exchanged a horrified glance with Akane. Shampoo and Mousse did too, but it was more a glance of amusement.

“Please use shower first” Shampoo offered to Kodachi. “We take one after you”

“Okay”, she said picking up her play clothes. She came down a few moments later in her own clothes. She exchanged a deep kiss with Mousse and bade them goodbye.

“Crazy girl gone, now we clean up and open restaurant” Shampoo suggested.

“Yeah, we’re lucky that Cologne takes this day off or we could never play our game. I wonder where she goes.” Mousse said.

“She plays cards with other elders” Shampoo explained. “Now not worry about great-grandmother, Shampoo needs Ranma to wash her back” she said glomping onto him the way she always did the real Ranma. Mousse visibly brightened when she did this.

“I take it you want my braid to stay in?” he asked.

“Yes makes airen look sexy” she said and drew him in the direction of the onsen. Akane waited until the water started......and Shampoo’s moans and silently drew Ranma down the stair, they softly closed the door after them. She turned to him with a question, when he ran into an alleyway and she heard him making puking sounds.

Ranma came out wiping his mouth. “Ranma are you okay?” she asked out of concern.

“I’m fine” he said. “I know of an abandoned shed that we can hang out in until Kasumi gets home. I suggest we go there” Ranma said and started walking decisively in that direction.

“About what happened back there.....” Akane said.

“Nothing did” Ranma replied with a blushing face. He learned more about sex today then he ever cared to...and about whom he was going to marry. Certainly not any of the sexually starved tramps he witnessed today. Akane at least seemed to be normal compared to the rest.

“But don’t you think that it’s odd that everyone’s imitating us?” she tried again.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” Ranma said with his eye twitching. “This has been a nice, boringly normal day. Right Akane?” Ranma said in a strangled voice.

“Right” Akane replied cautiously, starting to worry about his sanity.