There\'s a New Girl in Town

Ryoga had more or less given up on Akane when she’d followed Ranma to the same university after graduation. He was hurt that she’d never discovered, let alone knew of his love for her. He’d eventually put her love for him as a pig aside and decided to get on with his life. He still felt he had a shred of hope by the fact that she still hadn’t married Ranma, despite having lived with him for four years.

Neither of them were the heirs to the dojo anymore, that honour had went to Dr. Tofu when he’d married Kasumi. However the wily doctor had a trick or two up his sleeve. Dr. Tofu had no intention of taking over the dojo and had made a bargain with Ranma that he would turn over the running of it to him if Ranma got a proper education of at least a gym teacher certification. So putting his nose to the grindstone, Ranma had applied himself to his studies and had even repeated some courses in order to get his grades up. Upon graduation, he’d been accepted by a small university that offered him an athletic scholarship, of course that meant that most of the fiancées applied and were accepted to the same school. Akane had chosen to go there because she was offered an academic scholarship and her best friends were attending to.

Ryoga had called his actually home one day and to his astonishment his parents were there. They immediately had wired him funds for a bus ticket and their non-directionally challenged neighbour had gone to pick him up. Once he was home, his parents had insisted that he return to school. When his former classmates knew he was back in their midst, they’d kindly arranged for someone to always walk him to where he had to be so that he never missed a day of school.

Ryoga had pondered long and hard about what sort of career would be good for someone who could be in Tokyo one minute and Paris the next. It had to be something where he could work from any place in the world and preferably be self employed so he wouldn’t have to search for his workplace. He had no idea about what to do, until a friend of his suggested web design, so he’d signed up for a few courses and was pleased to discover he had a flair for it. Once he’d mastered all that he could, he went to college for something else that interested him: game design. This enthralled him, so once he graduated; he worked as an independent web designer and developed video games in his spare time. He was much sought after and carried a top of the line laptop with him at all times so he literally could work from anywhere. He would complete his assignments on time and his clients would deposit his money directly into his account. It wasn’t a bad life, but he longed to have someone to share it with and thought of Akane.

He won recognition when his game, ‘Get Lost’ that he’d based on his own experiences became popular. It was then that he discovered that there were others like him, who shared his strange genetic flaw, when one of them contacted him. Ryoga had been astonished to find out that there was a chat room forum that was dedicated to people like himself. They were all accepting of each other and supportive. They all joked that they would never host a convergence anywhere because they would never find the location. Ryoga worked on the problem and designed GSP bracelets for his friends and a program that allowed people to draw the layout of their houses for other members to log into to and guide them. This helped a lot for people trapped in their own closets of bathrooms. One of the more affluent members sent Ryoga a guide dog that worked kind of like how it does a blind person, but the members of the Lost Boys.....and Girls (as the chat forum was termed) had to use just a regular leash. This worked out well because Ryoga loved dogs and liked having a pet, seeing it was a female dog, Ryoga called it Ranma. The name just seemed to suit.

Ryoga at twenty wasn’t the same person he’d been at sixteen, gaining friends he wasn’t as angst ridden as he’d been. Plus living with his parents had stabilized his environment and he’d gotten help for his depression. Now he was a calm young man who longed to get ahead in life and was successful in his chosen profession.

For travel websites, he’d started using pictures he’d taken on his travels in getting lost and was surprised when someone had contacted him to ask him where he’d gotten them. As she owned a gallery, she’d featured some in her show and they’d sold quite well, giving Ryoga yet another career as a photo artist. Yes he was on top of the world......and still missed Akane.

Ryoga smiled when he got the package from China that his directionally challenged friend, Frank had sent him while honeymooning there. He frowned when it contained a bottle of water and a letter.

He picked up the letter and read it:

“Dear Ryoga,

Just wanted to say hi from China.

Annie and I love it here, it’s so beautiful.

I got lost when I went to the bathroom in a restaurant one night and ended up in that place you told me about, Jusenkyo. Likely I was wearing my bracelet so I bunked with the friendly guide and his daughter to wait for Annie to find me (he told me a funny story about almost cooking you btw. Yes he does remember you). While waiting, he gave me a tour of the springs and when he showed me the one that you always raving about wanting water from and I........”

Ryoga’s eyes flew to the bottle at the implication; it was like he’d been struck by lightening. With a whoop of joy he impulsively wrenched open the bottle and doused himself with it.....and remained human! Ryoga started jumping for joy until he noticed an odd pain in his chest when he did this. He looked down to find that his normally impressive pecs had been replaced by a pair of huge breasts. He went to a mirror and gasped. The girl in front of him was just a tall as himself, but had a beautiful oval face with bee stung lips, long tawny coloured hair that was a riot of curls that reached her lower back, cat shaped eyes the colour of new pennies and a sun kissed olive complexion.

With a trembling hand he picked up the letter and read the rest:

“I was disappointed to find out that it had dried up, so I asked about what other human ones there were and decided that you wouldn’t want to be a wimpy priest, so I got some out of the spring of the drowned young girl instead. I thought it would be easier on you when it rained, at least you could still talk. Naturally I’ll leave it up to you to decide if you want to use it or not.

Gotta run now, Annie wants to go to try on Chinese clothes after I post this. I’ll chat with you when I get back.

Frank”

Ryoga sighed and looked at himself.....herself again. With trembling hands she removed her clothes and stood naked before the mirror. He had to admit that his female side was astonishingly attractive; she was tall and willowy with a dancer’s body, only top heavy. She was slim of hip and when she turned, she noticed that her bottom was on the small side with just enough curve to identify it as belonging to a woman. She smiled and said “fuck me gently with a chainsaw” and was surprised to find out that her female voice was low and smoky and wouldn’t have been out of place if heard on a phone sex line.

Now that she’d gotten used to her radically changed appearance, she found herself admiring her long flawless legs and proud curves. A slight smirk graced her features as she stroked the short tawny fur that covered her sex and allowed her hand to drop away while she thought about possibilities of what to do with this new body. Such as using it to entice another raven haired aqua transsexual away from his intended until Akane turned to Ryoga’s male side for the comfort of an old friend......