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Erotic Nerima Encounters	By : hsaotome Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 35793 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
Erotic Nerima Encounters
by H. Saotome
MF, Rape, Humil, Oral, Exhib, Voy.
Chapter 6. First Kiss
Akane's shot with the arrow flew straight and true. Far too few people remembered that the Anything Goes school trained its practitioners in all martial arts, not just the unarmed ones. She was expert with bow, sword, staff and spear among others, and even a fair shot with a rifle.
Of course, this particular attempt at archery was a little more unusual than most. For tied just behind the tip of the arrow was a large bag filled with catnip. That an arrow with such a weight would even come near its target was miraculous, and the students in the schoolyard stared in amazement as it flew directly toward the figure of Ranma Saotome, leaping high through the air.
One might ask why Akane Tendo was firing an arrow at the boy to whom she was, at least nominally, engaged. One could be forgiven for assuming that the pair had gotten into yet another argument, since such was hardly uncommon and all too often did lead to violence. She was merely doing her best to stop her fiance, who was damaging property due to temporary insanity brought on by a failed martial arts technique. At this moment Ranma had not a human thought in his head, instead believing himself to be a cat, and the claws of pure chi which extended from his fingertips were capable of shredding whole trees.
Thus the catnip. Akane reasoned that if he believed himself to be a cat, moving like a cat, making noises like a cat, using claws like a cat, then there was hope that catnip would affect him like a cat. If she could get him blissed out enough on the stuff, then perhaps he would settle down.
The bag carried by the arrow intersected the arc along which Ranma was flying through the air. He saw it coming and swiped his hand at it disdainfully. The bag was shredded, and leaves of catnip flew all around him. He landed, with several leaves stuck to him or drifting to the grass around him. He gave several loud sniffs.
Suddenly he was bouncing around all over the place, far more hyperactively than before, emitting euphoric meow sounds. Students had to dodge out of his way, terrified. Akane began to think that maybe the catnip hadn't been such a good idea after all. She let out a whispered, "Oh no!"
Ranma stuck his next landing and his head spun, eyes locking upon her. Could he have heard her whisper? Was he going to attack her now? Akane prepared to run.
As feared, Ranma jumped high into the air, straight in her direction. Akane twisted around to flee, knowing that it was already far too late. She felt herself knocked to the ground, turning around again in a hopeless attempt to defend herself. She landed on her bottom but managed to remain sitting, holding her arms in front of herself to block. Praying that she would not be sliced too badly by those invisible claws.
After a few seconds she lowered her arms to look down at Ranma. He was curled up peacefully on her lap. Purring. While everyone around them stared.
Clearing her throat, Akane hesitantly inquired, "Ranma?"
He turned his head, looking up at her. There was a goofy smile on his lips. His eyes shone with delight and ... could that be affection?
Without warning he stretched upward and planted his lips firmly upon hers. Frozen in unthinking shock, Akane merely sat there. Ranma's lips continued to press against hers. Kissing her. His tongue flicked out, tasting her.
Mindlessly, Akane responded. She kissed back. Her lips parted. His tongue was inside her mouth, playing with her tongue. Her body was on fire, experiencing feelings she had never imagined. Her throat produced a long moan of desire.
It was the moan which woke her. She was being kissed. Ranma was kissing her! He wasn't even human right now! Not really, anyway. He'd taken her first kiss, and he wasn't even aware of what he was doing!
She pulled her head back. "Sto...mmmf!" She had tried to yell at him to stop, but he simply closed the short distance and locked their mouths together again. She tried to shove him off her lap, but she might as well have been shoving a mountain.
Inside Ranma's cat brain instincts were swimming around dizzily under influence of the catnip. Nonetheless, there was no question that this particular queen was his mate, and he was eager to show his affection to her. He wasn't quite sure where the notion of lip pressing came from, but something inside told him this was an appropriate means of demonstrating affection. It was at this point that he noticed a most intoxicating, musky scent, which screamedmate at him far more loudly than the pleasant scents coming from her hair and skin. The smell made his mind spin even faster, and he felt a painful hardness between his legs.
Ranma broke the kiss and cast around with his nose. His mate was making loud noises and pushing against him, but the noises were meaningless and the pushes ineffectual. He shifted his position off of her lap but simultaneously leaned against her chest, pushing her back with a squawk so that she had no leverage to stand. His head dipped down placing his nose right above the lap he had only just vacated. His kitty brain went "Eureka!" as he located the source of the lovely scent. It seemed that his mate was ready to, well, mate!
As yet Akane did not realize the reaction Ranma was having to the arousal she had felt in response to his kiss, arousal which had flooded through her before she came back to her senses. She was feeling quite frustrated as he hovered above her on all fours, with his hands on either side of her. She could not squirm away, nor could she stand or even sit up straight. She was leaning back, forced to hold herself up with one arm to prevent falling flat on her back. Ranma appeared not to notice either shoves or punches delivered with her other hand, and there wasn't enough space between them to get any real force from jerking her knee upward into his chest.
Once the idea of mating entered Ranma's mind, all other considerations became unimportant. There was no greater instinct, except possibly survival, and nothing threatened his life at this moment. His purrs increased in volume as he contemplated how to rearrange himself and the queen so that he could fuck her until they both collapsed. At that point he took note of the fabric covering both of them, which clearly prevented contact between the necessary body parts. His purr changed to a deep growl.
When Ranma began growling, Akane froze in fear. Her hand, drawn back for another punch, remained where it was. She bit her lips, scared to death that he was about to turn those phantom claws on her.
Still on hands and knees, Ranma swiped down at his own clothing. The pants, boxers, and most of his shirt and undershirt disappeared. He was left wearing only his school slippers, with the collars of his shirts still around his neck, and the cuffs of his sleeves and pants still around his wrists and ankles. His cock stuck straight out from his body, proud and rock hard. A collective and very loud gasp swept around the schoolyard.
Akane did not gasp. She barely breathed, still terrified and unable to move. In the depths of her brain she realized what Ranma must intend, and her subconscious happily increased the flow of moisture between her legs. Her conscious brain as yet refused to understand the implications. The only thought in Akane's head at the moment was that her memories of Ranma's first day in her house must have been wrong, or else he had grown considerably in the ensuing weeks. That ... that ... thing ... must be at least twenty-two centimeters long, and fully six centimeters thick! It was bloodyenormous!
While these thoughts went through the teenage girl's mind, Ranma was not pausing. In moments he had shredded her school uniform as well. Jumper, shirt, panties and bra were gone, tossed aside as scattered fragments of cloth. As in his case, the collar and cuffs of her shirt were left around her neck and wrists. Aside from that, the only clothing left on her body was her school slippers and ankle length socks.
An even louder gasp swept around the schoolyard.
Akane screamed, which Ranma ignored, but it broke the trance which seemed to have gripped all the other students. Yuka and Sayuri, Akane's best friends, moved forward, with Yuka calling out, "Girls! Form a wall! Block the view!"
Sadly, no one listened. The other girls were just as fascinated by what was happening as all the boys. Cell phones were whipped out, recording video and taking photographs. The only response to Yuka's and Sayuri's efforts was that some fellow students grabbed them and pulled them out of the way so everyone else could watch unobstructed.
Nabiki, observing these developments from a second floor window, wondered if she should go down and help her little sister. Or perhaps use the opportunity to make some money. On further contemplation, she decided to do neither. With Ranma in his current state, attempting to help could get her seriously injured. While if she attempted to make money off of what was happening, the serious injuries might come later. After all, her little sister didknow where she lived. She felt a little bad about this decision, but for the sake of her own health she merely settled back to watch with interest. And take a few photos of her own.
Still shouting at Ranma to stop, Akane gave up on attacking him and concentrated on trying to cover herself. Without a supporting arm, she fell onto her back, lying on the grass. She was all too aware that she was doing a pathetic job of hiding her interesting bits, and that around her boys and girls were taking photographs, recording her nude flesh for posterity.
The crowd of gathered students watched in awe, barely able to believe that this was occurring in front of their eyes. The few who might have been inclined to interfere were both too scared of Ranma, and too aware of what had happened to Yuka and Sayuri when they attempted to do so. Those two girls had ended up tied to one of the trees, helpless now to do anything. A sea of pants showed huge tents in front. Less visibly, panties had become soaked under all the skirts. Cameras captured permanent images of Ranma's massive prick jutting straight out below him - mostly cameras belonging to girls. Other cameras - belonging to both genders - would preserve pictures of Akane's lovely boobs, topped by stiff nipples which her squirming arm failed to keep covered, as well as the neat bush of hair just above the juncture of her thighs, which the splayed fingers of her other hand left almost entirely revealed.
In the meantime Ranma, no longer needing to worry about the interfering fabric, finished his contemplation about maneuvering them for the next step. With a shove against her side from one of his front paws, he easily flipped Akane over onto her stomach. Darting forward, he caught the back of her collar in his teeth, then tugged upward. Choking, Akane was forced up, supporting herself on her outstretched hands, in order to relieve the pressure. With further tugging backward, she had to come up onto her knees as well. She was about to try shoving her feet back and dropping her hips down when she felt the rigid organ extended beneath her, through the hairs on her mound and beyond, to her navel. If she tried to push her rear down, the massive tool would necessarily slide right over her most private place, making it all too simple for Ranma to shove himself inside of her. So instead she held still, as she futilely tried to come up with a plan for anything she could do to stop this.
Due to the need to hold herself up with her arms, Akane obviously was no longer covering herself even a little. Her breasts hung lewdly below her, the erect nipples pointing straight down, making every boy salivate as they continued to use their cameras. Unfortunately, Ranma's position kneeling behind her covered most of that view, but a number of students to either side and slightly behind had a good line of sight. Their recordings would later show a fine view of Akane's petals, spread wide and shining wetly, with rolls of flesh on either side of a deep rosy color.
Naturally, holding still while trying to come up with a plan was ultimately not going to stop anything. With one smooth motion Ranma drew back and speared forward. His aim was true, and the head of his cock parted Akane's nether lips and buried itself a short distance inside of her. The poor girl yelled a loud "itai!" as she tried to jerk forward. However, the collar about her neck tightened, choking her, forcing her to move back again.
With the queen's maidenhead now history, Ranma continued to push forward, one slow centimeter at a time. It took a couple of minutes, but at last he was buried balls deep in her cunt. At that point, as if relishing his achievement in copulating with his mate, he held still.
Akane's brain was quickly shutting down. She had just lost her virginity. In front of the entire school. They had filmed it! She still couldn't get away. The gigantic rod inside of her that was currently splitting her in half prevented any motion backward, and the collar around her neck held in ... his ... teeth meant she couldn't move forward, up, down or to the side. All she could do was kneel here, completely naked, completely helpless, and allow herself to be fucked while everybody in school watched and enjoyed her total humiliation.
Although she didn't notice at the time, she would later realize with surprise that these thoughts of hers never used the verb "rape." On some mental level, fantasies about her fiance to which she would never have publicly admitted overruled such a usage.
Ranma pulled backward, his glistening staff slowly gliding into view from between Akane's folds. When all was visible except the head, he slid forward again with determination, burying the entire length within her once more. Then he repeated the motion. Out. Then in. Back out. In again. Akane, unable to stop herself, released a loud moan that echoed off the face of the school.
Many boys put hands inside their pockets, trying to readjust their painfully restrained erections. Most took the opportunity to rub their fingers along their dicks through the material of the pockets, hoping vainly that this would go unnoticed. Almost to a man they longed to pull down their zippers, free their stiff manhoods, and stroke themselves until they emptied their balls onto the ground. Only the presence of the girls around them prevented them from doing so. What they didn't know was that most of those girls were wishing they dared to put their hands under their skirts, inside of their panties, and rub themselves to screaming orgasms.
By now conscious thought was a thing of the past for Akane. The only thoughts of which her brain was capable were those of the pleasure being generated by the invading cock between her legs. She did not notice the grass under her palms and knees, nor the air on her bare flesh, except for the slight tingles of pleasure as breezes brushed across her nipples. She had no awareness of the schoolyard, or the students around her, or the many cameras still filming her first fuck. She had no mental capacity to spare for wishing that she could cover herself, or escape in any fashion from the situation she was in. All that mattered was The Cock, and the way it filled her cunt, and the enormous and growing wave of euphoria which was threatening to crash over her.
At first no one noticed as Ranma's thrusts increased in speed. No one except, perhaps, for Akane, though only in the sense of an increase in the pleasure rushing through what was left of her mind. She had already begun pushing her ass back to meet his thrusts, and matched his rhythm unconsciously. After a few more minutes it become obvious to everyone that they were moving much faster.
With a loud meow, Ranma slammed himself forward, holding himself firmly in Akane's depths. She in turn made a wordless noise as she felt her womb filled to overflowing with his hot cream. With that sensation, the wave which had towered over her crashed down at last, causing the girl to tremble violently in a climax which lasted at least three minutes. The powerful surges of ecstasy fried all remaining neurons, leaving her in an unthinking trance filled with memories of pleasure.
Ranma slowly pulled out, the head emerging with an audible plop, and a stream of thick jism. He tried to bend down to lick himself clean, but couldn't make his spine work quite right. In frustration he decided to see if the queen would take care of this, and moved around to her front. Placing a paw atop her head, he gradually pushed down, until her mouth engulfed his still large prick. Acting on some instinct, Akane unthinkingly swirled her tongue all around the still somewhat firm flesh, sucking down the fluids coating it and continuing to leak out of the tip.
Around them their fellow students moved closer, drawn in. No one had put away their cameras yet. The ones behind Akane were gleefully recording her gaping gash, thick white fluid leaking out and flowing downward to hang in long strings, before breaking free and falling with wet plops onto the grass.
Nabiki pushed her way through the crowd until she stood beside her sister, amusement curving her lips and dancing in her eyes. From somewhere she produced a collar which she closed around Ranma's neck, and to which she then attached a leash. "Come on, lover boy," she said, "let's get you home."
She gave a slight tug, and Ranma docilely withdrew himself from his mate's mouth. He padded along on all fours behind the other girl, utterly content, without questioning her intent. Luckily for him, her only plan was to get him home, taking advantage only insofar as enjoying the power trip of having him crawling naked behind her the entire way. She was not particularly concerned about Akane, sure the girl would awaken in another moment, quite able then to take care of herself. And truth to tell, Nabiki had no desire to be in the vicinity when that happened.
She called back over her shoulder, "Someone should wake up my sister. Okay?" She then walked out the school gate and turned the corner.
Behind her, students looked around at each other, waiting to see who would take action. Within the circle they formed, Akane still knelt there, nude, cum leaking from her cunt and traces of more on her chin. She hadn't moved except to straighten her arms, lifting her head up once more from where Ranma had pushed it down. Her eyes stared forward, blankly.
One girl waved her hand in front of Akane's face. There was no reaction. "Wow," she muttered.
A boy reached his hand toward Akane's ass, but another girl slapped it away. She shook her head at him, but made no other move. It seemed that, while the girls had also enjoyed Akane's humiliation and even gotten off on it, there were limits they would enforce. The boys regretfully accepted this, and some of the smarter ones even acknowledged that any aggressive actions might bring her out of the daze faster.
So instead they just took the opportunity to take as many pictures as they could while they were able. A few at a time, both boys and girls moved in nearer with their cell phone cameras to get closeups. The ones doing so from behind were delighted that her opening was still spread more than a little, clearly indicative of the recent penetration.
Although allowing the boys to do nothing else, a few of the girls did hold their hands underneath Akane between her legs, catching some of the dripping spunk in their palms. They then held their hands above their schoolmate, turning them over, allowing the fluids to drip down upon Akane's ass, her back, and her hair. Whimpering with their frustrated desire to participate, the boys could only take further photographs of the results.
Deciding that they'd probably done enough, some of the girls gathered closer. Saying softly, "Okay, Akane, it's time to get up," a couple of girls put their hands under her arms and lifted. Akane allowed herself to be lifted to her feet, and then stood there, saying nothing. Her arms hung loosely at her sides.
Naturally, the cameras went to work again.
"Boy, she's really out of it," one of the girls remarked. "Do you think we could get away with even more?"
One of the other girls shook her head thoughtfully. She said, "We probably could, but no. Photographs are one thing when we're not the ones who undressed her, and sex with her fiance is another thing, but anything more would cross the line for me."
"Not for me," several boys piped up in unison.
"Too bad," the last girl said. "Fun and games are over. We're going to take her home now."
With that, a number of girls who lived in the same general direction formed a double circle around Akane. With gentle prodding they got her moving, and soon she was walking down the sidewalks toward home, still naked but surrounded by the other girls. Passersby could only catch brief glimpses.
Then it happened. Awareness returned. They were still only halfway to the Tendo home when Akane shrieked, and desperately and futilely tried to cover herself. Without thinking she burst into a run, breaking through the circle of girls and madly dashing naked down the road. She ran all the way home, through the front door, down the hall, and into the bathing room. The topmost thought in her mind was to clean herself, and then to hunt down that, that,boy!
Except as she slammed the door of the bathing room behind herself, she discovered that this was where Nabiki had chosen to leave the still naked Ranma. Who clearly still thought he was a cat. And who was eyeing his mate with lustful interest ...
The scene in this chapter is based on the story arc about the neko-ken in VIZ translation volume 4, chapters 1 to 5, and most specifically chapter 4. Alternatively, this was volume 5 chapter 4 in the original Japanese volumes, or chapter 40 out of 407 in the overall chapter count. In canon, Ranma is affected by the catnip, jumps on Akane's lap, and kisses her, but after several seconds of shock Akane slugs Ranma away. He lands in the pool and the shock of the transformation brings him out of the neko-ken.
As an interesting trivia point, the plant used in the (original, untranslated) manga is not catnip but matatabi, also known as silver vine, a plant found in Japan which has a similar but more intense effect than catnip.
Note from H. Saotome, 2016-07-13: Added chapter.
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