Lemonade Punch#2: Hinako's Lesson paladin@mars.superlink.net started 12/20/95 last update 2/10/96 WARNING!!! This is the next of the Lemonade Punch series! This part is a Ranma *LEMON*. If you're embarrassed to show your mom this then STOP READING THIS INSTANT!!! If you're embarrassed to show your mom but can drive and drink(legally, idiot!) then go ahead and waste your time reading this. Finally if you're offended by this or are just plain tired of Ranma FanFics (How could anyone be tired of Ranma FanFics? ^-^) then leave, this is not for you! (Not that I'm totally sure who this *is* for, but I know it's not for *you*!) Well if you've survived the above mindless drivel or have just plain ignored it(in which case you aren't reading this so I can call you whatever I like, so HA!) we can move on to the FanFic! Legal stuff: All characters re- Bah! Like anyone really cares.... Lemonade Punch #2: "Hinako's Lesson" by Paladin Early in the morning it was a peaceful day at the Tendo Dojo, the sun shone brightly and the air was clean and cool. Birds twittered merrily and a gentle breeze blew cherry blossoms about in a colorful dance... Then Ranma and Genma woke up. "HIYA! UNG! KAI! Ranma! You weakling! How do you expect to carry on the Saotome name with those pathetic attacks!" "Old fool! I'm just holding back on you're frail, aging body! Like you could ever give me a challenge!" "OLD! FRAIL! I'll show you the meaning of discipline boy!" Genma charged his son who vaulted over his head. Ranma spun and kicked Genma in the back sending him into the pond. Panda emerged soaking wet and grumbling. Ranma attacked with a flying kick which Panda caught. He held Ranma by the head as Ranma ineffectively punched Panda's thick belly. Panda grunted, grabbed Ranma by the collar, and tossed Ranma into the pond. Out came a busty, red-headed Ranma-chan that was extremely pissed. ** "Frail, indeed.", said Panda's sign as Ranma-chan smashed it over Panda's head. "Ranma! Mr. Saotome! Breakfast is ready!", called Kasumi. -=-=- After some hot water, Ranma began wolfing down breakfast. Kasumi placed his lunch and a gift-wrapped package next to him. Ranma looked up, mouth still full. "Huh? What's this? For me?" "No you idiot! It's for Ms. Hinako!", said Akane. Ranma seemed to lose interest and turned back to his food. "Why would anyone want to give *her* a present?!?" "Because she's a great teacher!" "If she's so great, why don't *you* give it to her?" Ranma's apathy was beginning to annoy Akane. "It's for *you* to give to her because you're failing!" Ranma responded to Akane's raised volume. "Why the *HELL* would *I* want to give her a gift if I'm failing!" "RANMA NO BAKA!!!" Ranma cringed as he saw the table go up... but it never came down. , thought Akane. "Look. You're failing, right?" "Duh... everyone knows that." "But if you really work at it, you could just pass, right?" "Yeah, I guess so." "But you have also been successfully robbing Ms. Hinako of her ability for the past week or so, right?" "Yup." "So if she held that against you, would you still be able to pass?" There was a silence. Akane smiled as she saw the look of understanding come across Ranma's face. "Oh I get it! This is to butter her up!" "Not sleeping or eating in class helps too." "Got it. Gee Akane, sorry I yelled. You were just trying to make sure I passed," he glanced around to make sure that Soun and Genma weren't around and hugged Akane, "thank you." "It wasn't just me, Kasumi and Nabiki helped too." "We wouldn't want you to fail after all.", smiled Kasumi. "No we wouldn't. That would mean that Ranma would have to study hard for the entire summer," Nabiki grinned evily as she drew her fingers lightly across his chest,"and what would we do with out Ranma for an entire summer..." "Uh- ahem- yeah- ah- thanks Nabiki... you too Kasumi." Ranma picked up the box and shook it slightly. "What's in here anyway?" "It's perfume.", said Akane. "Yeah, the type that's expensive enough so that she'll know it's serious but cheap enough that she'll use it... regularly.", Nabiki didn't stop her evil grin. Kasumi mustered as much of a scolding a look as possible, "Nabiki! It's not right to tell the person how much the gift costs!" "Don't sweat it, Kasumi, the present is not for Ranma! Hey Ranma, just make sure she uses it and doesn't give it away or something... I put a lot of money into that package!" "I will... my grade depends on it!" Ranma got up and picked up his lunch and Hinako's gift,"Come on, Akane, we'll be late!" Akane began to leave when Kasumi caught her arm. "Akane, make sure he eats his lunch." "Of course. No problem, this is Ranma we're talking about!" -=-=- "So Ranma! How was lunch?", Akane asked cheerfully. "Uh- different. It tasted kinda weird, but good, you know? I sorta feel like I have a craving for it... or something. What did Kasumi put in it anyway?" "In it? Ah- Tendo family secret... can't tell you 'till we're married!", Ranma smiled and pecked her on the cheek when no one was looking. He was happy that he and Akane were in love with each other and mostly getting along but for some reason he felt the need to keep it a secret. It puzzled him though that Akane neither encouraged secrecy nor discouraged it... letting him do all the work. "That'll be sooner that we know it." Ranma felt the sudden urge to do more than just give her a peck on the cheek... Ranma felt relieved as they approached Miss Hinako's class. -=-=- "HAPPO-5-YEN-SATSU!!!" Miss Hinako's special technique stopped the hormonal advances of Kuno from going any further, sucking him dry of his battle aura and transforming her into her adult form. Kuno usually didn't hit on Hinako but his luck with his pig-tailed goddess and Akane Tendo had been worse than normal lately so he decided to take another crack at Miss Hinako... only to end up facing the floor. She glanced at her watch and began running down the hallways. -=-=- As everyone chattered waiting for Ms. Hinako to arrive Ranma squirmed uncomfortably at his desk, he had this weird nagging feeling... he had to keep resisting the urge to turn around and look at Akane. He tried to focus on something else but his position didn't give him much to look at; ever since he was caught eating in class, Ms. Hinako had moved his seat right in front of her so that she could keep an eye on him. Ranma was about to lay his head down on his desk when Ms. Hinako bust in panting. "Everyone, be quiet, sit down, and books out or it's detention for all of you delinquents!" Her sprint in the halls had left her out of breath so she was breathing heavily. This caused her fleshy front to rise and fall in magnificent and eye-opening manner. Ranma realized he was staring and tried to look away but found he couldn't. He watched her chest slow it's pace and bounce slightly as she sat down behind her desk. Ranma slammed his head into his desk a few times and was happy to see that the new sensation replaced the old one... However painful it might have been, his mind was off Ms. Hinako for the moment. Now, he could learn! He quickly got out his English book, stood it up on his desk, closed his eyes, and lay his head behind it. His few seconds of bliss were promptly interrupted by a powerful, and very painful, smack in the ear with a yardstick. "SAOTOME! Wake up! You want yet *another* detention?" -=-=- Shortly after whacking Ranma, Ms. Hinako reverted to her child form and Ranma had no trouble staying awake. Hinako-chan's high-pitched voice and giggles made it impossible to sleep. After class, Ranma stayed behind to give Ms. Hinako her gift, while Akane waited just outside the classroom door. "Uh, Miss Hinako?", Ranma said, not quite sure what the protocol for bribing a teacher was. "Yes, Saotome?" "This is a gift... for- uh- being such a great teacher and all that... yeah that's it." He held out the gift-wrapped box and stared at the floor. Hinako-chan threw her hands up and gasped. "For me?!? Oooo!", she squealed and jumped up and down while shaking the present next to her ear,"What is it?" "It's- ah- perfume. Go ahead, open it." He watched as she tore the wrapping into invisible particles and pulled out a large, rectangular, glass perfume bottle with a dispenser at the top. A golden liquid swirled and sparkled within. He shook his head as he decided it would be better not to think about it; it must have been the same trick Mousse used to hide all those weapons or the one Akane uses to hide those giant mallets... and Ranma didn't really feel like thinking about mallets. Ranma looked up to see Hinako-chan spray lots of the perfume on herself then apply gross amounts of makeup to her face all within a matter of seconds. She turned around and struck a pose with her hands on her hips. "I'm cute, no?" The words started to form on his lips, when Akane ran in, stepped on his foot while covering his mouth and said, "Yes, Hinako- sensi. You're stunning!" "Yeah, stun a horse with a face covered like- YEAHHAGH!" Ranma hopped about holding his swollen foot. "We have to be going now! See you later!" Akane quickly dragged Ranma out of the classroom. -=-=- "Ranma no baka! If you're trying to suck up to her you don't insult her! You're going to have to connect that mouth of yours to your brain one of these days!" Ranma grinned sheepishly while scratching the back of his head. "I guess sleeping in class doesn't help much either..." He looked at Akane whose stern look broke into into giggles and she collapsed in his lap and hugged him around the neck. "I'm finding it harder and harder to stay angry with you, Ranma." She started kissing him on the neck when he took her off his lap and stood up. "Baka! I haven't given Ms. Hinako her therapy today! I have to go back!" "I'll go with you." "No, we haven't got the stuff Kasumi wanted us to get at the market yet. You get the groceries and I'll be back before dinner." "Oh, sure, leave me with all the work... is that it, Ranma?", she sounded annoyed, "...kidding! I understand." She pecked him on the cheek and left. Akane's behavior scared Ranma. He could never tell if she was kidding or if she was actually acting as she used to, he kinda missed the old Akane, this new one was so- so... *chipper*. Ranma wasn't sure but he thought she was skipping when she left. -=-=- Hinako-chan was about to put away her crayons when she began to grow. Her chest blossomed and expanded, nearly bursting out of the front of her tiny dress. Hinako grew taller and her legs filled out as her bottom rounded. Her curves became much more evident as the child's dress tried, and failed, to contain them... it gave way, stretching over what it could and retreating over what it could not possibly cover. "What!?!", she said aloud. Before she had time to think about it Ranma-chan burst in carrying a coil of rope. "So, you've been stealing battle-aura again!", she began spinning a lasso over her head, "I'm here to stop you!" Hinako was still dazed from her sudden change so when Ranma-chan threw the lasso around her, she made no effort to dodge until it was too late. "YOU DELINQUENT! THIS IS NO WAY TO TREAT YOUR TEA- mmmm gmfph! fmmmf!" Ranma stopped her screaming with a gag and quickly secured Hinako to her desk. Trying to remember what Nabiki taught her, Ranma tried to apologize in her most diplomatic tone. "Ms. Hinako, please try to understand, as a member of the School of Anything-Goes-Martial-Arts I cannot allow a battle aura vampire to go about the public. If you'll just calm down, this'll be over in a moment and I'll free you." Ranma-chan climbed on top of the desk and had to straddle the bound Hinako in order to properly access her pressure points. For a moment Ranma-chan paused and felt strange. She had the strong desire to do something to the beautiful bound brunet although she didn't know what. Ranma-chan shook her head and proceeded to attack the pressure points. At the exact moment her right hand touched the pressure points surrounding Hinako's left breast... a group of boys entered into the room. "My God!" "Ung! My nose is going to explode!" "Man, can I get some of that?!?" "Unnnnn." "Is that Miss Hinako?" "Wow, and I thought I was kinky." "Hinako's a lesbian?" Ranma-chan's shook her head and waved her arms as she tried to formulate an excuse but she knew it looked bad. "Uh, look guys- it's- ah, not what you think- I-" Ranma grew very nervous as she realized the drooling boys were approaching with crazed looks in their eyes. Fortunately, Akane and her mallets arrived. After the amount of damage their heads received, even they weren't sure of what they saw. "Am I glad to see you! Akane, you're a life saver!" "Yeah, just hurry up. I didn't go to the market yet!" Ranma nodded and quickly hit Hinako's pressure points. Ranma-chan climbed off of her and stood back as she waited for Hinako to shrink. Once Hinako shrank she was able to free herself and shoot Ranma very dirty looks. The instant it looked like she was about to lecture Ranma about the proper treatment of her elders, Ranma excused herself and bolted out the door with Akane. -=-=- Hinako Ninomiya made sure her long brown hair was secure up and checked herself in the mirror. She dropped her towel and slid into the soapy, hot water contemplating the phenomena that had just reoccurred a few moments ago. She had been thinking about her earlier encounter with Ranma that day when, without warning or reason, she expanded into her adult self. After racking her brains trying to figure out why such a thing would happen she decided to relax with a hot bath and figure it out later. As she let the warmth sweep over her she thought about her transformation process. She was usually toasting a delinquent when she transformed so she really didn't think about how it felt but now that it happened while she was alone, she could reflect on it. The process of going through puberty in less than a minute felt weird, of course, but it felt really good too. Growing so fast felt like the stretch every one does in the morning, only better. The haze in her mind cleared, she grew physically more powerful and thus felt more confident, and her senses amplified. The sudden burst of hormones especially amplified her sexuality, which was one of the reasons for her attire. Her outfit was both practical and sensual for her. It provided enough modesty in both forms but had a bonus while she transformed. She could never wear a bra. It would never fit at both times so her nipples drew across the material as she grew. This usually stiffened them causing them to show through the front. She wore small cotton panties for the same reason. It would be easy to find stretchy panties but she enjoyed feeling the cloth bunch squeeze between her ass cheeks while the front stretched tightly across her mound, cupping it. She looked down to see that she was really soaping up her breasts and that her nipples were completely stiff. Pinching them affectionately she moved her soapy hands up the inside of her thighs until she touched her sex. She rubbed her mound a few times and let out a slight moan as she parted her petals and slipped two fingers in. Hinako rocked her hips a bit in the water and moved her other hand to caress her left breast. As Ms. Hinako fingered herself images of Ranma groping her breast and of Ranma-chan hanging over her bound self passed through her head. The pace of her breathing and the movement of her hand quickened. "Ran- ug- ma... Ran..ma.. ** Oh God! Ranma! Mmm- yes- Ranma Ranma RANMA!!!" With that last call, her hips thrust out of the water and her juices streamed all over her hand. Still pumping herself, she took her other hand and dipped into herself. She smelled the mixture of the perfumed soap and her cum and tasted it. Pulling her glistening body out of the tub she lay on her back on the floor and vigorously fingered herself anew. Not having enough she turned over and searched frantically under the sink. She found a curling iron and brought it over the tub. Miss Hinako grabbed a bottle of shampoo and unscrewed to top. She poured a measure into her palm and slicked the iron's handle. Another palm of shampoo was applied to her pussy and rubbed on the inside and out. Kneeling she used two hands to thrust the iron into herself. "YESSSS!!!!" <...but how?> Her eyes closed and her head tilted back she used one hand to pump the iron while the other stuck a finger up her wet ass. Even in her state of euphoria her mind worked at two levels... she began formulating a plan to prevent Ranma from ever robbing her of ability again. Her wet hair hung over her face as she knelt bent over in a doggie position ramming the iron into her cunt like a piston... and for the rest of the night she came and came and came. -=-=- A beautiful brown-haired woman sat down at her desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a stack of test papers. She had just come back from stopping a fight at the beginning of lunch. She always stopped fights. In fact, it was the frequency of fights at Furinkan High School that had got her this job here. Her specialty was stopping fights between delinquent students. After staring at the first test with a red marker in hand for five minutes she decided it was no use. She was too... distracted. She dropped the marker and put away the papers. The teacher kicked off her shoes and ran her fingers through her hair as she leaned back in her chair. All her thoughts were of Ranma. Every day, after school, for the past two weeks, Ranma Saotome battled with her in attempts to strike her pressure points. Every day, whether through brute force, infinite endurance, superior strategy, or dumb luck, Ranma hit her pressure points. And every day, Miss Hinako felt her ability to drain battle-force drain away. Hinako knew that Ranma would succeed, if he really tried to do something he almost never failed in the end. His persistence and dedication impressed her as did other things about him.... Dispite the fact she found him cute, she would stop him! Now that she thought about it, Ranma wasn't cute. She mounted her resolve and decided no matter how she felt about him, she would carry out her plan and stop him! She opened a drawer and pulled out the perfume he had given her and sprayed some on herself. She took a mirror out and adjusted her hair and pulled at her decolletage. She smiled evily and spun around once in her chair. -=-=- "RANMA! You'll pay for touching my Shampoo!" "Mousse, you jerk! She hugged *me*! I didn't-" "RANMA! Eat my special ramen before it gets cold!" "I'm kinda -Whoa!- busy -Yahh!- right -JEEZ! STOP!- now. But I'll be by later to- **" Even Ranma's incredible agility and speed couldn't save him from Akane's mallet when she was really angry. "What was that for you macho chick!" She huffed, turned around, and mumbled something about insensitive pigs. "Hey! You're not done with me yet, Ranma!", Mousse said as he adjusted his glasses. "Yes he is! HAPPO-50-YEN-SATSU!", Hinako sucked Mousse's battle aura out almost instantaneously. Ranma stared at Mousse's withered form for a few seconds then started off after Akane. "Akane, it was nothing personal! No one sane would eat your cooking!" Ms. Hinako caught his arm and spun him around to face her, although in his position he stared right at the ample cleavage she displayed. She cleared her throat loudly a few times but was forced to resort to smacking Ranma on the head to get his attention. "Ranma, I'd like to speak to you... alone." -=-=- Ranma thought it was getting warm. He was alone with Ms. Hinako in a room with no windows and he could feel the weight of impending failure on his shoulders. Besides that, there was something in the air... not quite a smell but he felt as if he could smell it. For some reason that made him nervous as well. Guessing what was forthcoming, Ranma drew upon his lessons with Nabiki. "Um- did you- ah- enjoy the- uh- perfume I gave you?" "Yes, Ranma, that was very sweet. In fact I'm wearing it right now. Here, smell.", She leaned in close and brushed her hair off her neck, "There on my neck." Ranma, not wanting to be rude, sniffed and suddenly began to sweat. Ms. Hinako sat on the teacher's desk in front of Ranma and crossed her legs. Ranma could have sworn he saw a flash of white. Ranma was burning up. "Uh- yeah- it's nice on you." Ranma pulled at his collar and realized he was addressing her thighs. He tried to look up but couldn't out of embarrassment and the desire to continue looking at her legs. "Thank you, but we're not here to talk about that. Ranma, you've been a very, very *bad* student!" "You are currently failing this class!" "I believe you are smart, Ranma. I believe all my pupils are smart. It's just a matter of whether they apply themselves or not. You are not. Do you understand what I'm saying?" "Yes, Miss Hinako." Ranma wasn't really listening. He was concentrating on tearing his eyes from her hemline to elsewhere without making a scene (such as banging his head on his desk). He was able to divert his glance when he noticed the giant bulge in his pants. Ranma almost panicked imaging what she would do if she caught him with that. He quickly looked at her and saw that she was talking although what ever she was saying wasn't quite registering. "...-and I'll tutor you. We'll start later this week after school." "Wha-? Tutoring?" "Ranma! Haven't you been listening?!? You will have to do extra credit and will need special tutoring to have any chance of passing final exams!" "Uh, yes Hinako-sensi. I- uh- gotta go!" Ranma rushed out of the room with his bookbag over his crotch. Hinako smiled, Ranma's dilemma hadn't escaped her notice; her plot was working exactly as planned... -=-=- After lunch, Ranma was forced to go about Furinkan High with a monster in his pants. Girls pointed, giggled, and waved. A few bold ones even rubbed up against him and handed him their phone numbers. Ranma cringed whenever that happened, expecting one of Akane's mallets, but she was no where to be found. He wondered if she was still angry at him and went back home. He thought about cutting class and going after her but he was on the verge of failing all his other classes, and seeing the troubles failing this one class brought on, he decided cutting wouldn't be a good idea. "Aw, man I gotta get to the bathroom to change or at least get some relief!" He ran down the halls only to find the bathroom full of boys stuffing the front of their pants with wadded up paper towels. "Man, I can't change in here! Where can I get some water... the boiler room!" He ran to the boiler room and thought he saw someone in yellow run out the back as he entered. He found the electric pump to the school well broken with a mangled wrench inside. "AHHH! Water! I need water! Aha! How could I have been so dense? The pool!" He arrived at the pool only to find it drained. Ranma started back to his next class, out of breath and defeated... he realized fate deemed it necessary to keep him away from water for the time being. He walked with his head slumped as he passed a classroom. His head shot up as he thought he saw something in his peripheral vision. He backed up and went into the classroom. There, in a large beaker, sat a clear liquid. Ranma lifted the container above his head and prepared to dump it's contents on himself... A globe struck him in his stomach knocking him backward and causing his hands and the beaker to go forwards. A sharp pain crossed both his wrists caused him to drop the beaker onto the floor. When it landed the liquid began to hiss and froth so Ranma jumped back while rubbing his wrists. In a few seconds, where the liquid once was, a gaping hole to the next floor down sat. The students below looked up through the hole at Ranma. "If you had paid more attention in my class, you would have been able to read the English warnings. Students shouldn't dump highly concentrated acid on their heads, you know." Ranma glanced up across the hole to see Ms. Hinako holding a set of pencil boards in fan-like fashion. She tossed one hard causing it to stick into the space in front of him which caused him to back up. This gave her room to land as she leaped over the hole. When she landed she smiled and tossed her hair. Ranma stared in awe. -=-=- For the rest of the day, Ranma couldn't get Miss Hinako out of his mind. And also for the rest of the day, Ranma couldn't get the monster out of his pants. He knew it had some thing to do with that smell. During English, Ranma couldn't even come close to paying attention to what Ms. Hinako was *saying*. As the school day was drawing to a close, Ranma dreaded having to go back and hitting Miss Hinako's pressure points... his feelings were wrong and too strong. Mustering his courage he returned to Hinako's classroom. -=-=- "Hello Ranma." Actually, Ranma knew what was wrong with her voice, she was using the same tone Nabiki always used before he "aided" her, and he knew what it meant he just didn't want to accept it. "Close the door, Ranma." Ranma gulped and obliged, "I didn't want to embarrass you earlier but we're going to have to do something about that," she pointed at the giant bulge in the front of his pants, "it was a distraction in class... and we can't have that... can we?" she began walking toward him, "Would you like me to help you handle it?" Ranma was nodding while grinning stupidly, Miss Hinako smiled as she got closer. Ranma broke his trance-like state and yelled, "AKANE!!!" He dove at Hinako pushing her back onto her desk and moved to strike her pressure points. Only, once Hinako was on the desk she spread her legs and wrapped her arms around Ranma's neck, quickly drew herself up and kissed him forcefully on the mouth. Ranma's mind went into shock... -=-=- When his mind recovered it found that his body had not went into the comatose state his mind had gone into... in fact, it had gone into autopilot: His tongue was in her mouth and his right hand was fondling a bare breast which had popped free of her dress. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist allowing his left hand to grope her ass while he ground his bulge into her pantied crotch. He stopped his mind from going back to shock and thought about continuing. His conscience bashed him with a mallet and tried to make him remember his devotion to Akane. Miss Hinako moaned into their kiss and released her leg lock on Ranma's waist. She moved her hands off his back and started to undo the knot in the front of his pants. His pants fell to his ankles and she grabbed his cock through his boxers, massaging it with the smooth material. Ranma quickly struck her pressure points and hopped backwards while pulling up his pants. "Ranma..." Hinako panted and reached out toward him. "I- uh- can't do this... um- busy, ya know? Got to go. Real late. In a hurry. Gotta bolt. Uh- yeah, well ah- see ya!" Ranma ran out like lightning and kept running, leaving Miss Hinako panting on her desk, half-naked. "Ran... ma...?" Hinako felt extremely confused, her thoughts and emotions collided. At first she felt she needed him, maybe even loved him, and that it was her fault he left. She tried to analysis what she did wrong. Then, when she couldn't think of anything, she got angry. How could he have left her like that?!? He had brought her so close... to the edge... then he suddenly broke it off! Then she remembered why she had tried to seduce him in the first place. She would get him back for leaving her like that, so unfulfilled and so much in need. She would have him for that... Trying to finish herself off she fingered herself laying on her back while still on the desk. -=-=- Ranma was confused. Ranma was so confused his brain decided to log what had happened earlier into the section of his mind that ignored things like where trans-dimensional hammers came from. Even though his mind forgot about it, his body didn't... he still sported a gigantic boner from the middle of the day. And because he filed away what happened earlier, he had no idea why he had it. So now Ranma was running home to "talk" to Akane and get rid of the problem he assumed she caused. Ranma finally arrived home to see Akane in an apron tidying up. "Hi.", Akane said while straightening a pile of magazines. "Uh, hi... you're not going to cook are you?", Ranma asked nervously. "Hmph! For your information, I was so upset you didn't want my food I came back here to get you something you *would* eat. Only, I found Kasumi sick so she called the school and I stayed to help around the house... and *no*, I'm *not* going cook!" Ranma sighed a breath of relief and Akane shot him a dirty look. "Hey, it's not that I don't love you... I just think you suck as a chef!", restraining herself, Akane hit him with a cushion, "I'm sure you'll get better! Honest!" "How can I get better if you don't eat and comment on my cooking?!?", Akane hit him harder with the cushion. "How can I comment on your cooking if I don't live through it?!?" "RANNNNMAAA!!!" Now she was mad. She always tried so hard. She always did so bad. She knew it was bad but it hurt coming from Ranma... especially the way he always said it. She could think of anything to say so she did what she always did... she got out The Mallet. After being chased around for a while and causing sever structural damage to the Tendo Dojo, Ranma decided to end his little trip down memory lane and stop Akane. Dodging Akane's giant swing at him, he stepped in close and tripped Akane, sending her into his arms. He started covering her face with kisses as he lifted her sweater to tickle her belly. "HA HAH mmm Ran- Hee- ma! HA HA Stop! hmmm Hee hee I- HAH surrenderrrrrmmmmmmmm...", Akane's words were covered by their passionate kiss. She began pulling off her sweater as Ranma closed the door to *his* room. He had gotten a room merely for the sake of sneaking out of it and with all the renovations and repairs the Dojo went under it was no big deal to build Ranma one. "Oh Ranma, what's this?", Akane smiled as she grabbed at Ranma's bulge. "It's been waiting for you all day!" He undid his pants letting his manhood spring free. Akane got on her knees, grasped his engorged penis with both hands, and began to stroke it. Ranma let out a sigh of relief. Adding her mouth to his pleasure, he moaned and began to buck his pelvis. Feeling him tense up, Akane released him. Ranma eyes half opened as if asking "That's it?!?" Akane responded by taking off the rest of her clothes. "Ranma... I need..." Ranma immediately understood and lead her to the bed. She laid back and spread her legs, showing off her glistening mound. Ranma froze as an image of someone else shot into his head and left. He ignored it and slowly entered Akane. -=-=- A while later, Akane lay in his arms as they both stared up at the ceiling. It had been a while since they last done it, Akane and her sisters weren't nymphos... they simply enjoyed sex. Still, when all three were in need, they gave Ranma a marathon of endurance to "run." Ranma never asked when he needed it, though. Somehow he felt ashamed to ask and besides, he got it often enough. "Ranma?" "Hm?" "Do you love me?", Akane asked as she cuddled into his shoulder. "Of course I love you." Akane looked up into his face. "Then why did I have to give up P-Chan?" Ranma rolled his eyes and let out a groan. "Not this again! Akane, please don't bring this up!" "Ranma, I love you so I respected your wishes and trusted that you have some logical reason for making me give him up." "Akane, it's not that simple. I can't tell you, I made a promise...." "-You have nothing to be jealous of. I'm sure if you told me why, I'd understand." Ranma was slightly angry and rose his voice. "Please! I don't want to discuss it. Let's talk about something else." There was pause. "I'm sorry... I love you." Akane whispered. "Akane... I-" She cut him off. "How was school today? I missed half of it." "It was- uh- fine." "Anything happen today?" "Nothing much." "What did you do in Miss Hinako's class?" Suddenly Ranma remembered everything that had happened with Hinako that day. Ranma was about tell her when images of his broken body and of heavy mallets convinced him to change his answer. "What did we do in Miss Hinako's class? Nothing... nothing much." -=-=- The next day, Ranma was extremely nervous going into Miss Hinako's class. He was sweating profusely and constantly twitching. He kept feeling that something horrible was about to happen to him. As if his pain wasn't enough, Ms. Hinako circled around him all period like a shark, continualing making an example of him and calling on him. She also kept touching him, resting her hands on his shoulders or patting his back during her lecture. By the end of class, Ranma was a complete wreck. "Ranma, did you notice that Hinako-sensi never changed into her child form today?" "Uh me? Notice Hinako? No- ah- I never- I don't pay attention in class.", Ranma stuttered out. "Well you'd better pay attention or you're going to fail. Go administer Miss Hinako's therapy and let's go... I'll be outside." "Uh Akane, wait! Can't you come inside with me?" "Why would I want to see you touch another woman?", she grinned evily, "Besides I've got to get a test grade from History." She started down the hall. "Wait! Please! I- I can't....", he pleaded after her. Ranma sighed and turned to go back to Miss Hinako's classroom. -=-=- Ranma entered the empty classroom with much apprehension which only got worse when he saw the way Miss Hinako was staring at him. He took a battle stance and spoke. "Y-you, look here, Miss Hinako... my fiancee right outside this room and she'll beat you good if you try anything funny!" "Funny? I won't do anything funny... you think *this* is funny?", she said as she began unbuttoning the front of her dress. Ranma gulped and tried to move but found himself immobilized with fear. Ranma watched as she slid the dress off her shoulders and down her hips until she stood wearing only her panties. Ranma tried to close his eyes but found that either he didn't want to or couldn't or both. His mind screamed as she approached him. "AHHHHHHH!!!!", Ranma screamed madly as he ran *through* the door to escape. Hinako stood there a moment and then picked up her dress and began to put it back on. -=-=- Later in Ranma's room, Ranma and Akane were studying together. Ranma kept tapping his foot, drumming his fingers, or chewing his pen. When began doing all of them at once, Akane interrupted him. "Ranma? You okay? You seem... preoccupied." "I'm okay... really." Akane dropped her studies and walked over to him. "Really? You looked really stressed out." She put her hands on his shoulders and began to massage them. "Well, I am kinda tense..." Ranma closed his eyes and leaned his head back, sighing. "Let's see if we can fix that." Akane spun Ranma's chair around, hiked up her skirt, and climbed onto his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist. He hugged her waist and began kissing her. "Mmmm. Ran-" "RANMA!!!!!", yelled Genma as he burst in on the kissing couple. Ranma stood up startled, dropping Akane accidentally. Soun walked in behind Genma and the two didn't seem to take notice that Akane was in the room. "Ranma! We just got a call from your English teacher, Ms. Hinako!" Ranma's eyes went wide. "Whatever she said, it isn't true!" "We know you're failing and finals are coming up! Do you know what that means, boy!", Genma said while grabbing Ranma by the front of his shirt and pulling him right into his face. "This means that if you fail finals, you will have to go through another year of schooling!" "Imagine the dishonor to the Tendo and Saotome names!", cried Soun. "How can you expect to carry on the Saotome name like a moron without an education?!?" "Well, I don't know... you seemed to do it okay.", Ranma smirked. "Shut up boy!", whacking him on he head. "Ranma, I'm afraid I can't let you dishonor our family names," Soun said while tears streamed down his face, "Until you secure a passing grade, you will not set one foot in this household. You must be free of distractions and you must go to the tutoring Miss Hinako is so graciously offering." "What?!? I-" Ranma said as they began ushering him to the front gate. "Daddy, you can't-" Akane tugged at her father's arm. "It's for the good of the Dojo." said Soun. "But she-" Ranma was interrupted as Genma threw a heavy camping bag into Ranma's arms. "And the honor of our families!" said Genma as he added a bedroll and a kettle to Ranma's load. "If I- I can't- it's a-" Ranma was being overwhelmed. This was all happening too fast for him. "Thank you son!", cried Soun. "Study hard, my boy!", Genma yelled loudly. "I-" ** The gate slammed shut in his face. -=-=- The way Ranma saw it, he had three problems: Miss Hinako, his grade in Miss Hinako's class, and the erection Akane gave him. The way he saw it, he could solve all of them by seeing Ms. Hinako: he could straighten her out, get tutoring for English, and get laid... well he was trying very hard not to think of this last solution. Adjusting the camping bag's strap, Ranma headed back toward Furinken High School to face Miss Hinako. -=-=- Ranma knocked on the door of Miss Hinako's classroom. He wasn't nearly as nervous as before. In fact Ranma was angry. What right did Hinako have, to screw up his life? She was failing him, tempting him, and now getting him kicked out of his own home. But worst of all, he was cranky 'cause he didn't get to finish with Akane. "Miss Hinako!" "Come in, Ranma." Ranma stormed in to see Ms. Hinako putting away a stack of test grades. She spun her chair around to face him a looked completely professional. "Why'd you call home!" "I'm concerned about your performance in this class, Ranma. You don't seem to care about your grade -you haven't shown up for tutoring- so I felt that your father could help motivate you." "You got me kicked out!!!" "You see? Parental guidance is the way to go!" She got up from behind her desk and stood in front of him. She bent over slightly until their faces were almost touching. "Ranma, you're going to have to do some major extra credit if you're going to pass *my* class." Her twisted smile made Ranma's blood boil. He wanted to punch her lights out... he wanted to hit her with a bus... he wanted to kick her ass out a 10 story building... he wanted- he wanted- he wanted to... Ranma kissed her forcefully on the lips. For a second, Ranma really regretted what he was about to do, all the alarms in his mind said NO!!!... but it was only for a second... because Hinako quickly followed through. She tugged his pants down to his ankles and smiled at the sight before her. She really had no experience, but it's amazing what one can learn from the perverted notes of horny boys (and girls) when one is the most attractive person in school... besides, she read a lot of *everything*. She grasped Ranma's manhood and began stroking it. Ranma moaned and used his hands to aid her. This was all new and amazing to Hinako but for some reason it was all coming second nature to her. She pulled him to the cold floor as he took of his shirt. Hinako turned around, virtually sat on his face, bent down, and took Ranma's cock into her mouth. Ranma writhed in the pleasure of her warm, moist mouth sucking on his hardened member. Ranma moved his own mouth to the origin of Hinako's wonderful aroma under her dress and to his surprise and delight he found no panties. He rolled her skirt up, grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and began to use his tongue on her sex. She added her tongue to her own action, sliding it around the swollen tip of his penis while continuing the bobbing motions of her head. Ranma responded by moving his hands to her slit and gently pulling the petals slightly apart, tonguing the inside. Hinako tensed as she felt the orgasm rise up then take her. She screamed as her cum went streaming down Ranma's face and into his eager mouth. Lay still, next to Ranma's saliva covered cock as she let the warmth spread from her between her legs. Arching her back, she pointed her student's cock down between her breasts into the top of her dress. Hinako used her hands to push her breasts together as Ranma stroked his cock between the soft flesh. Ranma finished eating Ms. Hinako and sucked on her clit driving her wild. She began to moan loudly again as she fondled her own breasts. Ranma reached around and moved Ms. Hinako's hands out of the way. He grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it down leaving Hinako completely naked except for a bunched up dress at her waist. This let him fondle her bare breasts and squeeze them together to grip his thrusting member. Miss Hinako clutched at the floor as she came again. Ranma was again covered in her juices as she turned her over and mounted her. He entered her soaked pussy easily and quickly pounded in and out of her. Ranma held on to her large breasts for balance as Hinako grabbed the legs of a desk nearby. She cried out in pleasure with each thrust and began to push her hips against his thrusts. Ranma's body began to shutter and shiver as his essence rose up. With one powerful burst and several short spasms he emptied himself into her. Feeling him begin to soften, Hinako sped up her pace to finish herself off one last time. After she came, Ranma collapsed on top of her, using her chest as a pillow. Once Miss Hinako had regained her senses she looked down at Ranma, smiled, and kissed him on the head. "You know... you were my first. I've never done this with anyone before." ** ...zzzZZZzzzz.. * ..zzzzzz... For a moment, Miss Hinako had the incredible urge to smack him hard... but the feeling passed, she laughed softly and rolled Ranma off of herself. -=-=- Ranma groggily rubbed his eyes and yawned as he woke up close to sundown. "YAHHHHHHHHARGH!!!!", Ranma screamed as he realized the reality of his memory. He muttered curses as clothed himself and analyzed the full impact of his actions. He realized how stupid and poor his rationalization was but he needed *something* to justify his secrecy. Ranma forced himself to try and accept the pathetic excuse as he left the room with a heavy laden heart. -=-=- Ranma poked the embers of the fire again, sighed, then tossed the stick into the fire and watched it burn. He was at his usually camp under the bridge by the river, still sulking, when Akane arrived, carrying a flashlight and wrapped in a blanket. "I thought you might be here." Akane sat down next to him. "Well where else would I go?" "I'm sure Shampoo or Ukyou would have accommodations..." "I-I wouldn't do that...", Ranma's words were strained. "I know you wouldn't." She cuddled up to him. Ranma was beginning to have a moral dilemma. He could keep as secret, as he kept Ryouga's, but he didn't like lying to Akane... well, that wasn't entirely true: He didn't mind lying to her when she knew he was lying... all those insults, deep down she had always known he was lying. But this deception bothered him... he had betrayed Akane and was doubling his sin by not confessing. Ranma's thoughts dissipated as he found Akane's tongue in his mouth. Akane pushed him back and climbed onto him. She spoke between their beginnings of their love making. "I- mmm- know -ahh- that this -hmmmm- has been hard- mmm- for you. I came -oh- to help you -ahhhh- relax." "Akane -ohjez- Akane -mmm- Akane stop.", Ranma pushed her back, "I can't do this..." "Why? What's wrong?" "Today...", this was extremely hard for him, yet he felt he had tell her, "I did something very, very... wrong." "Oh Ranma, you didn't hurt somebody badly in a fight today did you?" "No.", Ranma looked away. "No? What did you do?" "I... I... Miss Hinako... we... me and her we..." "oh." She lay back down and resumed her affectionate advances. "Wha-What?!? Just like that? Did you hear what I said? You're not mad?!?" "No, why should I be?" "..." "If anything, you've proven that you're extremely loyal." "..." "Kasumi predicted a few hours... you lasted three days! Only someone with your love and dedication could have held out for so long!" She smiled and gave him a hug. "Wait, I don't understand..." "Do you remember Hentosai's Passion Fever Dust?" "How could I forget? Wait-" Ranma began to understand. "Kasumi made her own, non-lethal version for you... and Miss Hinako." "I don't believe what I'm hearing..." He pulled away from Akane and sat up. "It makes both of you produce more pheromones and to be highly perceptive of them. It also contains a powerful aphrodisiac in it that-" "Get out of here." Ranma said it quietly. He was looking away from her, over the river, clenching his shaking fists. "Wha-" Akane started to get up, reaching for him when he spun around. "GET OUT OF HERE!!! How could you use me like that!" "Ranma..." Akane's eyes began to shimmer. "If you're not leaving, *I* am!" Ranma tried stuffing some things into his bag, failed, and punted the bag away. "Ranma! I did it for you-" Akane spoke with a broken voice. "I thought you loved me! Play you're perverted games with someone else!" Ranma ran into the darkness, leaving Akane on her knees... sobbing by the firelight. -=-=- Ranma kept running and running through the streets of Tokyo. He tried to run from his mind, knowing that he couldn't, he tried to forget... but it was too soon and it hurt too much; he had never trusted anyone as he had Akane. "STUPID AKANE!!!!", Ranma yelled as he kicked a street light in half. Ranma kept running. "DO YOU HEAR ME?!?!? YOU IDIOT!!!", dogs howled in the background. Ranma kept running. "AKANE YOU MORON!!!", lights went on and people yelled out their windows, he ignored them and kept running. Arriving at a park fountain, Ranma sat down panting. "AAAKAAAANE!!! AKANE I HATE- ... I hate- ...." He couldn't say it because deep down he knew he didn't and that was the problem. The thought came to him that it wasn't Akane he hated... He needed to break something, he needed to kill someone, he needed... ** Cold and wet, Ranma-chan leaned her head against the center of the fountain and cried... -=-=- Miss Hinako felt good. She felt *really* good. She had seen a specialist the other day who said that there was nothing wrong with her... her change into an adult seemed harmless and permanent. She still had her Special Technique to boot! Her adult form commanded more respect and gave her more concentration and focus. Hinako was better equipped to teach, she had to whack a few drooling boys with the yardstick now and then, but other than that, things were looking up. Getting laid the day before added a little bounce in her step as well. Not only did it improve her disposition, it was also working as planned... Ranma had completely forgotten to administer his "therapy" yesterday, not that it seemed to matter anymore, but it was nice to know her plans could work... she was feeling really good. She felt so good she had decided to get a headstart on the day and went to work extra early. Humming to herself as she skipped of the steps of Furinkan High, she was about to open the door when she foot ran into something... it was Ranma. "Ungh... mmphft... A-kane... no...", Ranma-chan murmured half asleep. "Saotome? Ranma!", she kicked her in the side, "Ranma, wake up!" Ranma-chan let out a groan and started to sit up. "Unnnngh." Hinako smirked, "Com'on you lazy delinquent! It seems that all you ever do at school is sleep!". Ranma-chan groaned again. "Ah- Hinako-sensi... I don't feel to good...", she croaked out. A look of concern immediately replaced the smile as she knelt down and touched her forehead. "Hm, you really are sick... What are you doing here anyway? It doesn't matter... I've got time, let's get you to the Tendos'" "No... no, not there.", Ranma-chan weakly moaned. "Hm? Why not? Nevermind... I'll get you to my place." -=-=- Ranma-chan awoke in a plush soft bed not knowing where she was. After a few moments of reflection she remembered: after she had stupidly dunked herself in the fountain (which was Akane's fault), she had moped around until she ended up at Furinkan High exhausted (which was Akane's fault). Since she had stupidly left her camping equipment she had to curl up, wet and cold, on the doorstop and try to sleep. She must have caught a cold, as she vaguely remembered Miss Hinako taking her to her home. Ranma looked about and found a tray with luke-warm tea and a note beside her. The note read: "Dear Ranma, You are excused from class today as a result of your illness (but that doesn't mean I won't bring you back some homework!). I made you have some while you were asleep, but drink a cup or two more of this tea and you should feel better in no time. There's food in the kitchen and a book for you to read in the study. I should be back before evening. Your Loving Teacher, Hinako Ninomiya" She put down the note and got up. She was already feeling better (she had always been a fast healer) but downed two cups of the tea anyway and looked around Miss Hinako's apartment. It was cozy and make one think pink. Ranma went to the study and looked at the book Miss Hinako had picked out. Flipping through it, she saw that it was in English so she put it back down and ignored it. The kitchen pantry was filled with junk food as was the refrigerator... Miss Hinako's speeded up metabolism must allow her to eat this junk and keep her figure. Normally, Ranma loved junk food but she didn't feel like it right now. Ranma-chan sniffed at her clothes and decided what she needed was a bath... it was incredible what kind of crap collected in the bottom of a fountain. Checking the time, Ranma figured she could take a bath and eat a little something before Miss Hinako returned. She found the bathroom and began filling the tub with hot water. As it filled, Ranma-chan unbuttoned her shirt and slid her pants and her boxers past her hips and let them fall. She took off her shirt and stared at herself, nude, in the mirror. She grew aroused, seeing herself nude and immediately grew embarrassed and blushed. Ranma-chan collected her clothes and tossed them in the hamper. Sliding it to the bath, Ranma quickly changed back into his uncursed form. Ranma sighed and closed his eyes. "Hi Ranma!" Startled, Ranma went underwater for a moment then shot up sputtering. "I see you're much better!" Miss Hinako stood there smiling down at him. Ranma instinctively tried to cover himself up. "U-uh- yeah, the tea helped. Thanks." His member began to expand in his hands, causing Ranma to squirm. Hinako grinned as she began to remove her clothes. "Hm... looks like you're having difficulty *handling* that. Want some help?" "NO! I mean yes, but no- I can't-" Ranma was having moral problems. He didn't want to take advantage of Miss Hinako while she was under the influence of the Dust but he was getting unbearably horny. Hinako saw his hesitation and made up his mind for him. "Com'on Ranma, I don't bite... usually." Hinako entered the tub and began to wash herself as if Ranma wasn't even there. Her dismissive nature made Ranma want her even more. Ranma watched in silence she cleaned her upper body. When she finished she looked right at his erection, which was poking above the water's surface and being stroked by his fist. "Honestly Ranma ** no self control... I said that I'd handle it!" She leaned forward and took it into her hands. She pumped it up and down a few times, added some shampoo, then continued her motions. Ranma moaned as she held his penis up straight with on hand and rubbed the base of his shaft with the heel of her palm, occasionally squeezing his balls. Hinako touched the tip of her tongue to it's top and moved it in a spiral until she was licking the side of it's head. She proceeded to make broad, long licks along the length of the shaft. This teasing drove Ranma nearly mad with passion. He tried pulling her up but she stopped him and got underneath him so that he was straddling her chest and her head was just above the water. She clamped his member between her breasts again and he began to rock furiously. As Ranma clutched at the sides of the tub, he marveled at the smoothness between her breasts. Ranma cried out in warning and Hinako tilted her head back. Ranma shuddered as his load shot out across Miss Hinako's face, who eagerly licked up what she could. As Ranma's spasming cock began to wither, he decided it was Miss Hinako turn. He moved his fingers to her sex and slid them in, slowly pumping her. She grasped then pushed him back gently. "No, Ranma. I want to try something else..." She climbed out of the tub her body glistening and began to dry herself off. As Ranma started to get out he looked up to she her with a bucket of water. "Hey what's that for? ** WHAAA!!! COLD!" "Dry off and come join me in bed..." Ranma-chan did as she said and climbed into bed next to Miss Hinako. Hinako pulled a light sheet over them and then cuddled up to Ranma-chan. She kissed her on the forehead then pulled Ranma onto herself, hugging her body close. She grasped Ranma's bottom and ground their pussies together, breathing heavily. "You're so big for your age!", Miss Hinako said as she played with Ranma's breasts. She played with them a little longer then put Ranma's left nipple into her mouth. Hinako sucked at it gently while flicking her tongue across it. Ranma-chan gripped Miss Hinako's hair and tried pushing more of her tit into Hinako's mouth. Hinako responded by accepting the offering and by slipping her hand between Ranma-chan's legs. Hinako cupped Ranma's sex, rubbing the base at first. She then opened Ranma up and fingered her with index and middle fingers. Ranma-chan gasped as she bounced in and out of Hinako's mouth and up and down Hinako's fingers. As her orgasm ripped through her, her cum flowed down her inner thigh and down Hinako's fingers. After her estacy subsided, Ranma-chan blushed when she realized how little she had done for Miss Hinako. Feeling guilty, she slid down between Miss Hinako's legs and began to nuzzle the outside of Hinako's private regions. Miss Hinako thrust her pussy into Ranma's face and clamped her thighs around her head. Ranma felt like she was suffocating but didn't care. She spread Miss Hinako's legs some and pushed her face closer in, invading her cunt with her tongue. Erotic sounds began to come rapidly from Miss Hinako as she fondled her own breasts and gyrated her hips. Ranma feeling Hinako's need, moved her assault to Miss Hinako's clitoris. She sucked on it hard just as Hinako came. The sudden streams of cum were quickly eaten by Ranma who got more of it on her face than down her throat. Hinako pulled Ranma up to kiss her passionately, tasting herself. Miss Hinako pushed Ranma-chan back a moment to look at her. Ranma had wide, hungry-looking eyes, and a cum soaked face that looked almost innocent somehow. Hinako rubbed her sopping cunt into Ranma's causing Ranma's eyes to shut and her teeth to clench while her mouth was slightly open, robbing her of her innocent look and replacing it with an extremely erotic one that filled Hinako with new desire. She turned Ranma around and they began to clean each other's slits out... After Hinako's latest orgasm began to subside, she decided that she could really grow to like this arrangement... -=-=- Ranma woke up to the smell of breakfast. She yawned, wrapped a blanket around herself, and headed for the kitchen. "Mmmm smells like- Eh? Fried chicken for breakfast?!?" Hinako smiled and passed her something from the microwave, she was wearing her typical yellow dress. "-And hot dogs! I'm all out of buns but this pizza works just as well, it even warms up the cold dog!" Ranma-chan forced a weak smile. "A-heh. What clever cook... you know, I'm not really a breakfast person, do you have anything a tad bit... ah- lighter?" "Umm, let me think...", she struck a thoughtful pose, Ranma was amazed at how *cute* she could be even while in her adult form. , "Yes, I've got it!" She tossed Ranma a bag of BBQ flavored corn chips. "Chow down!" Ranma-chan looked at it for a second and decided against asking for something else. She began munching on the chips and realized she was pretty sticky from the night before. "Um, I really need a shower... can I use yours?" "Sure, go ahead... and I washed your clothes, they're by the bed." -=-=- "Okay Ranma, as much as I'd just like you give you a passing grade, I can't, so you're going to have to earn it." "I understand." "Did you look at the book I told you to read?" "Not really, it was in English." "This book is your extra credit assignment. Do you know what it is? It's the Kama Sutra translated into English. *You* are going to read and understand it, in English." "What?!? The *entire* book?!?" "No just excerpts... believe me you'll like it." Her impish grin showed there was more to what she was saying, but Ranma couldn't figure it out. "You will read it after school and I'll test your understanding of it here at night." "Here? You mean I can stay here?" "You say I'm the one that put you out into the street... I've got to make up for that. So study up, the sooner you finish this assignment, the sooner I can get you out of my house!", she laughed then stacked another book and a pamphlet onto the Kama Sutra, "This is a Japanese-English dictionary, this pamphlet will tell you what passages to read and has some the words not in that dictionary... Now finish your chips, we got to get to school!" -=-=- "Ranma?" "Go away, Akane." Ranma crossed his arms and turned away. Akane tried to circle around but Ranma kept turning, she settled for being at his side. "You left your things under the bridge...", she passed him the heavy camping pack , "I was afraid you wouldn't have anything to eat so I brought you lunch too." Ranma felt a twinge of guilt but he wasn't ready to forgive. "Why'd you bring me lunch, huh? So you can pump me full of your mind-altering drugs again? So I can become a mindless toy for you to play with? No thanks! I'll eat with Shampoo or Ukyou." Akane broke into tears and clutched his arm. "Ranma, I'm sorry! I should have never let Nabiki talk me into this, she wanted pictures... I... please-" Ranma pulled away abruptly. "I'm late for class." -=-=- Ranma grew more and more angry as he thought about the good things Miss Hinako was doing for him and the bad Akane and ever done to him. By the time he got to Hinako's class for after school tutoring, he had decided he would show her, he didn't need her. "Hello Ranma! Did you bring- WHOA!!!" Ranma spun Hinako around and pushed her over her desk. "Ranma! You're here to *study*, not this!" He ignored her, lifting her dress up over her ass and pulling down her panties. "Ranma stop! This isn't until chapter twelve!!!" He undid his pants and rubbed the head of his shaft against her backdoor. "Ranma, not there! Do you hear me?!? STOP!!!" She screamed in pain as Ranma slid in. Ranma grunted as he began to pound her ass. "AHHH! That hurts! Ranma!!! Ranma!!!" Once he was moving at a steady pace he reached around and fondled her breasts. Hinako stopped yelling when she realized he wasn't listening. At first it hurt, but now it wasn't bad... it didn't especially feel *good* either but it didn't feel bad. At least her breasts felt good... she decided it wasn't enough and reached between her legs with one hand as the other supported her. She came quickly, and was able to get off a second time before Ranma was ready. When he came he cried out Akane's name as if in pain, drew out of Miss Hinako, and sat on the floor, curled up in a ball. "Ranma, feel better?" "No." "Want to talk about it?" "No." "We'll wait a while... we can start the lesson later." -=-=- Later, when they started the lesson, Ranma mentally thanked Miss Hinako for pretending to forget what had happened just a moment ago. He seemed eager to learn, if only to distract himself. After much tedious translation and help from Miss Hinako, Ranma finally translated the introduction to the Kama Sutra. Rereading his translation, Ranma decided he was going to like this extra credit assignment. Unless he seriously goofed, the Kama Sutra was an ancient collection of special intercourse techniques in poetic format... he couldn't wait to be "tested" on the material! He picked up the pace and finished lesson one in record time. "My, my... Ranma, you sure you're not just rushing through the material for the test? I'm going to have to test you very, very thoroughly." Ranma smiled, Yes, he was *sure* he was going to like this assignment. -=-=- For the next few days, Ranma studied his new text-book like mad. He was picking up the written English language extraordinarily fast. The techniques he learned were tested and practiced with Miss Hinako. He never knew there were so many and so pleasurable ways to have sex. Ranma was beginning to feel guilty about not telling Miss Hinako about the Passion Dust. He was pretty sure it had mind- altering effects and was possibly dangerous (the original certainly was) but he was in too good a position to risk her wrath by telling her. He didn't want to spoil their friendship. They were really, really *good* friends. But she didn't love him and he didn't love her.... Ranma began to miss Akane more and more, but at school he would refuse to acknowledge her existence, because of his own stubborn nature. Every time he felt he could come to forgive her, he would remind himself of her crimes. He grew miserable but was determined not to forgive her dispite his pain. His concentration was shot, as was his studies, and equally his ability as a lover... This concerned Miss Hinako. -=-=- "That ** was ** pathetic Ranma!", said a naked Hinako as she lay there staring at the ceiling, exhausted. A Ranma tried to sit up, shocked, but was too tired. "WHAT!?! I counted twelve orgasms! You're not satisfied?!?" "Of course I am! But the technique calls for you to drive me into such a euphoric state that I should go unconscious. You merely pounded away at me with no skill... just brute endurance! Sloppy, very sloppy! You're not concentrating! What's distracting you?" "Nothing." "Oh come on! These last few days you've been totally distracted from your studies. As your teacher I demand to know what the problem is!" Ranma hesitated then began to talk, he had been dying to get this off his chest. Ranma wasn't ready to tell Miss Hinako *everything* so he was purposely vague and inspecific to the point it would be hard for most to understand the problem... but Miss Hinako listened intently and when he finished she had the general gist of the problem. "Hmmm... I think I understand. I'm not really an expert on relationships but I think you should make up with Akane." "But she did something really, really bad!" "Was it so bad that it's worth losing her?" "..." "I think I'm right, in fact I'm sure I'm right. As your teacher and in the name of your studies, I demand that you make an effort to forgive Akane." "But-" Hinako put a finger to his lips. "No 'But's! In fact, you're going to do it first thing after school tomorrow!" "I-" She shot him a stern look. "Ranma." Ranma conceded and sighed. "Yes, Hinako-sensi." "That's a good student... cheer up, we're not done with the lesson yet!" -=-=- "Do you mean it?!?", Akane asked with glimmering eyes. "Yes. I've missed you...." "Oh Ranma!" Akane threw her arms around him hugging him tightly... for a minute, Ranma thought he was being hugged by Shampoo. "I don't think I've quite forgiven what you've done, but I love you too much to stay away... what made you do it? Nabiki?" "Well Nabiki, yes... Kasumi too... but don't be too hard on them, Ranma. It's not entirely their fault." "Well see... Kasumi!!! Nabiki!!! Get your asses in here right now!" "You didn't have to yell, Ranma, we were right outside." "I should have figured you'd be eavesdropping, Nabiki." "Hey don't look at me, it was her idea." Nabiki pointed her thumb a Kasumi who just shrugged. "Eavesdropping is one of the arts a housewife has to master." "What's with you!?! Why did you use the Dust on me and Miss Hinako?" Kasumi cocked an eyebrow and looked at him through half closed eyes. "It solved your problem... and gave us a little thrill." she stepped close and reached toward him. Ranma backed away and turned around. "I mean, a young, voluptuous teacher", she began to unbutton the front of her blouse, exposing her bra-less chest, "fiddling around with her younger, strong student" she put her hands on Ranma's shoulders causing him to shudder, "was too exciting to pass up." Kasumi reached around, hugging his chest while pushing her breasts against his back. Ranma squinted and spoke low. "Who gave you the right to screw around with Akane and me? Even if I don't mean anything to you... what about her? She's your sister. How can you do that to her?" Ranma stood like stone as Kasumi unbuttoned his shirt from behind. "We were wrong... accept it. We're sorry." She kissed the back of his neck softly... then licked it. Kasumi's erect nipples were pushing into Ranma's now bear back as her hands began to slip into his boxers... Ranma spun around and pushed her hard onto the floor. She lay on her back with her blouse open and her skirt high up on her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties and her moist mound glistened. Ranma looked up to see Nabiki already naked, fingering herself, with a pile of her clothes at her feet and Akane with her eyes shut, rubbing her front of her skirt. He smiled strangely down at Kasumi. "No, you're not." Ranma dropped his boxers and got in between her legs. He cupped one of her breasts, passing his thumb over her nipple, then guided his erection to her love hole and rested it's head at her entrance. Kasumi closed her eyes and gasped expecting entry, but Ranma stood up and pulled his boxers back up. "You're not sorry." As he started to leave, Kasumi got a desperate look in her eye got on her knees tugging at the front of Ranma's boxers as he tried to pull them up. She got a hold of his member and as tried to put it in her mouth she pleaded with the struggling Ranma. "Please! I'll do anything! I'm sorry! Ranma!" Ranma slapped her causing her to fall back again. "Bitch!" Kasumi came hard, her cunt over-flowing as she began to cry. "...not sorry at all. I've forgiven you. But as punishment you'll get nothing from me, for a while... and you have to apologize to Miss Hinako. Com'on Akane." He grabbed Nabiki's ass and left with Akane. Kasumi continued to sob. "...I'm sorry..." -=-=- "So let me get this straight... you gave a chemical to me, based on a lethal formula, as a perfume to get the possible, untested, results of me having sex with Ranma, an act that could have caused me to lose my job and face, supposedly to help him pass English? And now you're asking for forgiveness?" "That about sums it up. We need you to forgive Kasumi, too. She's not here -rough night -ahem right now but she was part of it. In fact it was her Dust. Oh hey wait... here she is now." Kasumi walked in with her usual smiling expression. She seemed perfectly normal. "Nabiki... Akane... you really must be better hostesses... you haven't offered our guest anything to *eat*!" Still keeping her closed-eye smiling expressing, Kasumi lifted her skirt, sat on the floor, and spread her legs to expose her naked crotch to Miss Hinako. Akane gasped, Nabiki blinked, and then Hinako smiled... and dove right in. Miss Hinako's ass bobbed up and down as she feverishly ate the moaning Kasumi. Akane and Nabiki watched their older sister writhe in pleasure until Nabiki could not stand it any more. She went over to the pair and groped the teacher's breasts. Nabiki marveled at their size and firmness while squeezing them. Akane bit her hand gently as she slowly rubbed her pussy through her skirt. She desperately wanted to join the fun but didn't want to upset Ranma any further. Akane knew she should leave, right now... but maybe it would be okay if she just watched. "Ohohohoh OHAAHHH!!!", cried Kasumi as she came. "My, you're a loud one!", said Hinkao between laps. Nabiki said nothing as she moved to sit upon her sister's face, who eagerly obliged. Akane continued her slow stimulation, mesmerized by the show. After satisfying Nabiki, Kasumi pushed Hinako back so she could ride her face. This allowed Nabiki to spread Miss Hinako's legs and insert her personal vibrator.... -=-=- Hours later, Ranma returned from his investigation. Right after last night's incident, Ranma knew he had done something wrong. After Akane told him that Kasumi and Nabiki had been taking the Dust almost like a drug, he attributed his and their odd behavior to it. He convinced Akane into not using the Dust and asked her for a sample which he took to Dr. Tofu this morning. Dr. Tofu confirmed Ranma's fears: in addition to being a powerful aphrodisiac, it raised one's inner ki level, acted as birth control, and could possibly, if used continuously, cause permanent mind alteration. Ranma asked for a cure but Dr. Tofu said that he would have to work on it. After evading Dr. Tofu's questions about where he got the Dust, Ranma raced back home to tell the girls of the danger the Dust might be. He started to enter the room when he heard voices inside. Stopping, he cocked his head to listen. "...those are the terms." "A steady supply of the Dust and access to Ranma at any time for your forgiveness and Ranma's 'A'? A fair trade... done!" "Nabiki, no! You can't do this to Ranma! Not again!" "Akane, don't worry. Ranma is used to me selling him out!" "Nabiki... don't." Ranma had heard enough. "Yes, Nabiki, don't." "Ranma!", gasped Akane. "Oh, hi, Ranma. Just negotiating you're 'A'-" "I earned my 'A'! And I know what you were really talking about! Not that I care, I'm not a slave, your trade means *nothing*. I'm here to warn you about the Passion Dust, it is dangerous-" "Nonsense Ranma, I wouldn't feed you poison! It's completely non-toxic, I made it... I should know." "It helps me maintain my adult form." "It doubles the number and the pleasure of my orgasms!" Recovering from Nabiki's blunt statement, Ranma tried to get his point across. "But it has *MIND ALTERING* effects! You're all changing!" "Honestly, Ranma, of course we are. *Everyone* changes." "Ranma, I can't believe you! Typical male! This helps us liberate our true selves and once you can't handle it you try to take it away from us!" The gears in Nabiki's mind were at work, she was in full frontal assault mode. "I have to! It's bad-" "These are modern times Ranma! Would you like to go back to medieval Japan? Huh, Ranma? In those days, the dominate male could have as many wives as he wanted... is that what you want, Ranma? Do want us all? Do you want to control all of us?!?" "No, Nabiki!-" "You think we're just breeding machines to be taken advantage of then tossed aside?!? To be pushed around like livestock?!?" "I never meant that! You can't-" "I 'can't'? I *'can't'*!?! You hear that girls? Ranma says we 'can't'. We're *modern* women, Ranma, in a *modern* society. And in a modern society, we do things democratically. We can vote, Ranma! So I say we take a vote! All in favor of Kasumi's Passion Fever Dust say 'aye'!" "Aye.", said Kasumi, Hinako, and Nabiki. "All against Kasumi's Passion Fever Dust say 'nay'!" Ranma shook his head "Nay.", said Akane and a brain wrecked Ranma. "That's it! The votes are in 3 to 2, the Dust stays!", if Nabiki didn't have so much self-control, she would break out laughing on the floor. Ranma turned to Akane. "W-what just happened?" "You say the Dust raises one's inner ki?" "Y-yes." "I think Nabiki just demonstrated some of that excess ki..." Ranma sat on the floor and shaking his head. Nabiki came over, grinning, followed by Miss Hinako and Kasumi. "Ranma?" "Huh?", Nabiki shadowed over him as the other two women encircled him. "Hinako-sensi tells us you've learned a few new tricks...." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Author's Notes ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well that's it for Lemonade Punch #2... I'll start working on #3 once I get some feedback on this one. Sorry for the delays on getting this one out, been *real* busy. I'd like to thank all of those people who responded to LP#1 and helped me on the sequel. I'd also like to apologize for this FanFic... in re-reading this I found myself yawning in the middle so I'll try to do better next time. I felt sorta cramped doing this one (unlike the first one) but I'm hoping to have more fun doing future ones. I'd also like to take a minute to talk about comments. I, and I think most FanFic authors, like to get comments, good or bad. It helps us write better (well, maybe not in my case) and tells us that there are people out there enjoying our work (or dying from it as the case may be). Comment, and comment often... even if it's just a few lines. There's another creative group that would like to hear from you as well... the FanPic artists. Just because they don't write to you doesn't mean you shouldn't write to them! They too, would like to hear your comments, suggestions, and sometimes flames... not just your endless reqests for their pictures. I tip my hat to, salute, bow before and worship the FanPic artists SHADE and The Acid Junkie and lemon FanFic author Darren Demaine, who proves that good writing and plot in a lemon is not just some abstract theory (hope to see more of his work... soon). There are MANY other authors and artists I'd like to mention but won't for your sake. Well that's it for now. Remember, the fate of the next LP is in your hands!