Lemonade Punch#3: A Tad Too Much paladin@mars.superlink.net Started 5/6/96 last update 7/12/96 WARNING!!! This is the third of the Lemonade Punch series! This is a Ranma *LEMON*. If you're offended by this or are just plain tired of Ranma FanFics (How could anyone be tired of Ranma FanFics? ^-^) then say "Good-bye"! LP#3 was actually written *AFTER* LP#4 but for the sake of continuity I went back and plugged it in front of LP#4. This one is lighter and happier. It tastes great and is less filling too! Now that that's done, below is the key for the complex code system I use and has left many readers baffled in its mist. Finally, if you don't get a complete copy of this FanFic or want to get the previous stories (which you should have read by now, otherwise this lemon might not make much sense... heh, not that they make much sense to begin with) E-mail me the line that your copy got cut off on or the story you want and I'll be happy to oblige. Well enough talking... on with the FanFic! "" Speech <> Thought ** Stress CAPS Volume *<>* Sound FX - Interruption ... Pause Legal stuff: All characters re- Bah! Like anyone really cares.... Lemonade Punch #2: "A Tad Too Much" by Paladin Once upon a time there was a girl who was often coming and going... though more often she would be doing the opposite of going. She was a naughty, naughty little girl but would always get what she wanted because she was a spoiled little tart. But one day she didn't get what she wanted. It was a magical golden ball that always floated away from her... it wasn't terribly fast, but the little girl didn't want to run. She screamed at the ball... but it didn't come to her. She stomped her feet... the ball stayed where it was. She tore at her hair... the golden ball just floated. She held her breath until blue... it ignored her. "Why don't you ask it what it wants?", said a polite little girl out of no where. "That's stupid! Balls don't talk." "Of course they do! Go ahead and try." The spoiled tart looked doubtful... but she had tried everything else. So feeling very stupid, she asked. "Alright then... Mr. Ball, what is it that you'd like?" And much to the girl's surprise, the ball answered. "Oh, I'd like a girl who is often coming and going (though more often doing the opposite of going) to run up and snatch me! Then, little Miss, I would be so happy!" "You see, I was right!", said the polite little girl who then hopped up quickly and grabbed the ball. "Oh, you've made me so happy!", exclaimed the ball. "That's *MY* ball!", steamed the little tart. "No it isn't.", stated the other, matter-of-factly. "It's *MINE*!!", she shouted then slugged the other girl and took the ball. The magical golden ball struggled a bit under the tart but after a while decided it was just as happy with the little tart as it was with the polite little girl... and they all lived happily ever after. -=-=- Kasumi felt like she was about to explode. Two weeks! A whole two weeks! Since the time that she, Nabiki, and Miss Hinako gang-raped him they had not been able to get in the sack with him. He plain refused to take part. Ranma was too agile a martial artist for any of them to nail him down so that they could get nailed by him... it was really rather frustrating. "Get it out of your system!", he said. "That's what addiction does to you!", he said. "Serves you right! Loose the Dust!", he said. Well Kasumi didn't care what he said! Two weeks was far too long for a young woman like herself to be without a man. That was why she was preparing Ranma a "special" breakfast and lunch. Oh she remembered what happened last time she spiked his food with her Passion Fever Dust but this time no one could squeal on her because she wasn't telling anyone. The cumulative affect of the Dust and a bit of teasing would be plenty to knock down his defenses and get him to sleep with her again. And it was all worth the risk. Sure, the other girls, the vibrators, and the occasional vegetable were all *very* nice, but there just was no substitute for a real man. Besides, if she got caught, what was the worse thing Ranma could do? Spank her? -=-=- Ukyou woke up from her dream in puzzlement. What kind of a stupid dream was that?!? And in story format no less... well, Ukyou's father had always told her to find the meanings in stories so Ukyou proceeded to interpret her dream. She mulled over it a minute. After thinking about it, she decided it made sense... but she knew all of that already. Why then- ...oh, she understood. Dreams came for a reason. To act as a sign... and this sign was telling her to act now. Well she would! Today would be the day she would win Ranma! -=-=- ** ** ** ** "Aaaaaaaahhh!", sighed Ranma as he wiped his mouth. Looking up at Kasumi he thanked her. "Wow Kasumi, thanks for *great* breakfast! What's it for?" Kasumi bent over to his ear and whispered. "Well, it's for- well, you know- I- we're sorry..." Ranma smiled at her. "Oh that?", he waved his hand in a dismissive gesture, "It's okay... I'm over it. I forgive you-" "Does that mean, tonight we can-", Kasumi interrupted him eagerly. "*NO*! ...Ahem, I mean no. Me and Akane agreed on it..." Kasumi didn't seem to mind that much. "Oh well then...", She slammed a gigantic second plate down in front of him, "Eat up!" "Oh wow!!", cried Ranma happily, as he began to stuff his face again. Suddenly a sharp pain from his ear caused him to choke. "Come on, Ranma!", said Akane, dragging him by the ear, "We are too late! Nabiki's already gone!" "Just one more bite- eeeep!", he stifled his complaint at the sight of her giant mallet. Kasumi comforted him. "It's okay Ranma, I've packed a nice lunch for you, too!" She handed him a lunch larger than Akane's mallet... a tear appeared in Ranma's eye. "Ranma! Let's go!" Akane dragged Ranma out the door. "On moment, Akane... let me kiss you good-bye." Kasumi kissed Akane lightly on the forehead and Ranma on the cheek. "Okay, bye!", Akane said impatiently. "One more!" Kasumi kissed Ranma on the other cheek. "Ranma!", said Akane tapping her foot. "One more!" Kasumi kissed Ranma on the lips lightly. "Ranma!!!", Akane yelled, a more than a little steamed. "Just a sec-" Kasumi locked Ranma into a passionate kiss. "Mmmmrrrglph!!!", cried Ranma, desperately trying to escape. "RANMA!!!!" Now she was mad. ** "OWW! Why do you always hit *me*?!?" Akane stormed off. -=-=- 4:00 AM was an unruly hour to be awake and at work for most people, but Hinako Ninomiya was setting up her plan to get Ranma to sleep (Well just sleeping wouldn't be much fun, would it?) with her once again. Why Ranma? Well there were plenty other young men all eager to be seduced by a knock-out teacher like herself, but none with the looks and the responsible nature of Ranma (responsible and Ranma?!?) For a mere moment she had toyed with the idea of using Tatewaki Kuno as her next "*stud*ent" but she knew that even a slightly flirtatious advance with him would quickly become a enormous scandal with his big mouth. The fact remained that Ranma's honor kept him her best candidate... besides, why waste all that training she put into him. That's why she was here, gathering every eraser in the building and sacrificing her ration of Passion Dust... all to get Ranma. After being exposed to enough Dust, Ranma once again be her STUDent and perhaps *her* teacher. The thought of what he might do to her began to excite her. Well, that and the fact that she was violently bobbing her leg up and down in a very, very tight pair of jeans. Miss Hinako ran her hand along the seam twice then leaned back in her chair and unbuttoned the blue jeans. She peeled them past her hips and pushed them to her knees. Hinako examined her tiny red panties and decided to leave them alone, for the moment, to contrast her smooth, pale thighs. She reached up under her loose, yellow sweater to cup her breasts. She squeezed the magnificent globes of flesh, closing her grip until her nipples where pinched between her thumbs and fore- fingers. Miss Hinako played with her already erect nipples until she could feel her panties begin to moisten. She took the bottom of her sweater and rolled it up, resting it above her glorious shelf. The English teacher then hooked her fingers to her sides of her gaudy, red panties and pulled up until the material bunched up and slided back and forth between her pussy lips. After letting out a deep moan, she pulled the material to one side and fingered herself like mad. But it wasn't enough... it rarely was, lately. Even with Ranma sometimes. She unlocked the top drawer of her desk and removed a gift from Nabiki. Setting the toy to its maximum setting, she plunged nearly its entire length into herself. Still not enough. She tried to focus on how anyone could walk in at any moment, but Hinako knew no one would. Hinako brought one of her tits to her mouth and teased it terribly. Yes... closer. Her final trick was to rub her clit with her thumb. She arched her back and her breathing became ragged. Hinako screamed out loud and came quickly and violently. She lay hunched over, her forehead to the desk, trying to compose herself. Her plan was ready, the trap was set... all she needed now was an excuse to punish him. That wouldn't be to hard. Ranma always had a knack for getting into trouble. -=-=- "Shimatta... stupid girl. Won't even let me apologize.", muttered Ranma, "Akane will cool off later... maybe I can share my lunch as a peace offering? Yeah, that migh-" "Hey Ranma!", said Ukyou, much too cheerily. "Oh hey, Ukyou..." "Why so glum?" "Eh? Me? Oh, it's nothing-" ** "What's that, Ukyou?" "Oh, it's my watch. It-" "SHIT!! I'M LATE!!!" He began to burn rubber. "Ranma! Wait up! Ranma!", Ukyou called after him. Ranma jogged back, looked at her a moment, then scooped her into his arms and started to run again. -=-=- "You're late again, Ranma." "But Miss Hinako, I-" "Your *fifth* late in a WEEK! This calls for stricter measures... I have a job for you to do." Ranma hung his head. "Yes, Miss Hinako." "The erasers need cleaning. Beat them together to get the dust off them." "Yes, Hinako-sensi... where are the erasers?" Miss Hinako gave a slight hint of a smile. "They'll be outside... if you don't finish, you'll have to continue doing them every day until you do. Now go to it." Ranma left the room puzzled. <'If I don't finish'? Why wouldn't I finish? How many could there possibly- GACK!> Looking out the window of the third story, Ranma was eye-level with the top of the eraser pile. This was not going to be fun. Going outside he found Ukyou sitting at the bottom of the pile... she had decided to be a bit more forward. "Hi Ranma! They got you for being late, huh?" "Uh-huh...", he said. He was concentrating on the pile of erasers, wondering how to approach the task. "Do you like Akane?", she figured it was a safe enough topic to use to get onto the subject of his preferences. "Wha-? Oh, um, who could ever like a tomboy like that.", he said unconvincingly, as if rehearsed. Maybe if he used a special technique? If it had martial arts in it, he could do it! He clapped two erasers together with the speed of a Tenshin Amaguriken but the large cloud of dust choked him. "I understand... you'd probably like a cute long haired girl who could cook a lot better, right?" She tossed her hair a couple of times. "Umm, nah... Shampoo is not really my type." The Hiryu Shoten Ha? The Cat Fist? <...Shampoo- ?! Argh!! At least she's not his type...> "What is your 'type' then, Ranma?" "What? My type? I guess that would be- Wait! I got it!" "Ranma!" She wanted him to finish. "HIRYUSHOTENHA!!!" He started the whirlwind then began rapidly clapping the erasers at the edge of the whirlwind. The wind sucked up the chalk and took it upward away from Ranma, allowing him to breath. Ukyou tried yelling over the noise but is was no use. Inside, Hinako silently cursed. After a few minutes the entire pile was done. Ranma roared triumphantly over the wind. "Yes! I did it! All done! And not a speck of chalk dust on me!" Suddenly the wind stopped and the giant ball of chalk that collected at the top fell right on him and Ukyou. Hinako cheered. "Che! I must be cursed! See you later, Ukyou... I've gotta change.", he said to the nearest pile of dust. When Ukyou finally cleared her lungs and eyes, Ranma was gone. -=-=- "Hey Nabiki, mind if I ask what you're doing?" "Yes." "Oh. Okay. Sure. No prob. I wasn't the least bit curious, anyway. Not like I care-" Nabiki sighed and rolled her eyes. "I'm making a special treat for my sister's fiancee, Ranma." "Oh I get it! That's like farting powder or something, right? Then you make him pay for the antidote! Hah! Am I right?" "Er... yeah." She continued stirring in the golden Dust into the drink. "Wow, that's kinda a lot... won't he notice it's kinda... um, thick?" "I'm sure he won't notice... until it's too late." "Hey there he is! Oooh I can't wait! Wahoo! He's gonna be farting a storm!" "Uh, yeah... please go away from me." Nabiki walked over the Ranma who was enthusiatically munching on his lunch. "Wow, Ranma... looks like Kasumi prepared an entire picnic, just for you!" Ranma stopped eating for a moment to nod gleefully. "Got any Italian in there? Oops, looks like you do! Wow, with all this food... pity, she didn't prepare you a dessert.", said Nabiki, almost carelessly. As if to defend the greatest lunch of all time, Ranma lifted out an item, pointed, and with his mouth still stuffed, spoke. "Yes she did! Look! A banana custard pie with-" "Oops, how careless of me!", said Nabiki nonchalantly as she knocked the pie to the ground. "I'm soooo sorry! Please, take some of my dessert!" She unloaded a cart of cakes, cookies, and various other pastries. Ranma cried with joy. He reached out the grab the food when he stopped. But his stomach quickly won out over his caution and Ranma began stuffing himself on Nabiki's offering. Nabiki smiled widely as his chewing slowed and as he began to have difficulty swallowing. Now for her secret weapon... She poured herself a nice tall cool glass of milk. Ranma's eyes grew wide. He began to scream something unintelligible through the thick doughy mass in his throat. "Mmmmgghilllgmhka Mmilghallllk!" Nabiki drank her milk, gulping the white liquid slowly. When she finished she let out a big "Aaaahhh" and wiped her mouth with a napkin. Ranma whimpered. "Milk? You want milk? Oh, of course... here you go!", she said, handing him the prepared glass. Ranma chugged it all down. A little later, he felt strange... an awfully familiar feeling... perhaps he was eating too much. -=-=- Ukyou felt like she was burning up. She was light-headed, her ears felt hot, and her throat was dry. She didn't want to go as far as Shampoo but she sure would push it! Ukyou searched the school grounds to find Ranma off in a corner, sitting on a large pipe. He seemed to be attempting to recall something. Ukyou's heart raced and her stomach fluttered. Unbuttoning far too many buttons on her blouse, she calmed down and approached him. "Hi Ranma.", she said coyly. "Echk!", Ranma said, startled. He scrambled to cover up something. Then recovered, acting as all was fine. "I just wanted to thank you for carrying me to school today, I forgot to, earlier...", she bent over slightly giving him a view of what she had hidden for so long. The sight of the deep valley between her breasts intensified Ranma's discomfort... but also his curiosity. "S-sure... no p-problem.", he stuttered. "But that awful chalk got everywhere! Do I have any on my butt?", she asked bluntly. She turned around and waved the rear of her skin tight pants for him to examine. "N-n-no- n-no chalk." "Good. Ranma could you do me a favor? I've got gym soon and this drawstring is caught in a dead-knot. Could you untie it please?", she fluttered her eyelids. Ranma nodded dumbly. Ukyou drew up close, in between his knees, and held her breath. Ranma had to lower his head to examine the knot but it bumped in to her jutting chest. He tried to lower his head again but Ukyou was too close so he bounced off her assets once more. "Here, let me help." She backed off slightly and pushed his head down then stepped forward again, resting her breasts on the top of his head. Ranma began to sweat. He fumbled with the knot on the inside of her pants, turning it over a few times. He picked nervously at a possible solution but his hand slipped and went into the front of her pants. "Oohhh Ranma! I'm not that kind of girl!", said Ukyou in mock protest. Ranma cringed and instantly withdrew and worked at the knot. Finally, he finished. He exhaled a sigh of relief and pushed Ukyou back gently. "Thank you.", she said breathlessly. "Oh! I'm late for gym! I won't have time to change... unless I do it here. Could you make sure no one is watching?", she suggested. Ranma opened his mouth to protest but it went slack as she slid her pants down past her smooth hips. Wearing only the skimpiest of panties, Ukyou kicked the pants off her ankles and bent over to pick up her red gym shorts. Ranma stiffened (in more ways than one). She turned her back to him and pulled her blouse over her head, confirming that she wore no bra. Ukyou pulled her shorts on with some trouble, causing her breasts to bounce and flashing Ranma with the side of one. Ukyou crossed her arms over her breasts and turned around, Ranma quickly turned his head before she caught him. But she knew he had to have seen. "Ranma, please toss me my t-shirt." Ranma searched about fanatically, wanting this to be over, found it, then tossed it. Ukyou moved her arms to catch the shirt then quickly clutched it to her chest. Ranma's heart stopped. He hadn't seen anything yet but he was getting way too excited for his liking. Ukyou hastily pulled the shirt on and moved back in between Ranma's knees. "You're such a good friend... in fact you're my breast friend." Ukyou edged in closer, laying her arms upon his shoulders, and moving her face inches away from his. "I want to thank to *so* bad... what can I do?" For Ranma this was torture. For Ukyou this was exhilarating. She had never been so uninhibited, so sexy, so free! Ukyou wondered why all this was coming out now... In fact, she wondered what in Hell was she doing?!? This was no way to win a white picket fence and a family with Ranma! It *was* one way to get into bed with him... and that was all that seemed to be on her mind right now. She didn't want that! And yet at the same time she really, really did... the paradox confused her. She decided to go with the flow, time to wrap it up! Ukyou pulled him in tightly... something hard poked her stomach. "Ooo! What's this?" She felt for it. "No don't!!!", pleaded Ranma. "Eh? .... A magazine?!?" She pulled out the rolled up magazine and evaded Ranma's attempts to snatch it away. "What's this? A porno mag?!? Ranma, you-" "You're late for gym! Ah- I'm late too! Gotta go!", Ranma blurted. He untangled himself from Ukyou and bolted out of the most embarrassing moment of his life. Ukyou stood there a moment holding the magazine trying to comprehend what had just happened. She flipped through the magazine. she cried angrily she wiped her tears defiantly Just then she happened to come across a page on various love potions and charms. -=-=- ** "Ranma?" "Go away!" Akane was slightly taken aback by Ranma's harsh reply. Well perhaps he was still mad from morning... they hadn't had a chance to make up. "Ranma? Ranma, I'm sorry about this morning... can I come in?" "*Go* *away*!" "Ranma, we need to talk. Don't be angry at me!" There was a pause... as if Ranma wanted to say something. If he did, he changed his mind. "*GO* *AWAY*!!" Akane got slightly peeved. "Ranma, I'm coming in!" "NO! DON'T- ..." Akane used the key Ranma had given her to get in. She was shocked by the sight before her. Ranma was on his bed, buck naked, stroking himself. "Ranma!", Akane gasped. "Oh shit... I told you not to come in...", he muttered. Akane sat on the bed, took his hardened shaft into her hand, and addressed it. "Ranma... what is this about?", she asked quietly. Ranma initial reaction was to become defensive but her tone put him a ease. "Akane, it's so difficult! Every day, girls throw themselves at me left and right! Even at home, I have your two sisters hitting on me every second they get! I get the urges... the feelings... I can't fight it my every walking moment!" Akane stroked him and nodded with understanding. "I-I- sometimes get like that... I want to be with you so bad I resort to this. But-" "Then can we?! Just this once!!", Ranma begged. "Sorry. You're the one who convinced me that we shouldn't mess around for a while, remember?" Ranma nodded glumly. "I can understand your moment of weakness, but that's why we have to try to keep each other strong... why don't I try to help you get rid of this?" "You mean- !!", Ranma said excitedly. "No... I meant that maybe we could play a board game or something.", she saw all hope die in his eyes, "...maybe you can just do that. It's normal... and I think you need it." "I do! So badly! But it doesn't work Akane! Not anymore! I can't get off without a woman... without you! Please!!" Akane bit her lip, she was *so* tempted! "Ranma, please don't make this so hard!" "It already is!!!" "Wha-?" "Please!!!" Seeing him so pitiful made her slightly sick and helped her steel her will. "No! Just wait here... I'll see if I can find you something to help you relax." She left the room and went to the kitchen to make some herbal tea. She looked far back in the pantry where Kasumi thought she was hiding the Passion Dust from them. She decided on it and mixed some of the Dust into the tea. Akane returned with the tray and served it to him. "Here's some tea. Drink up and try to get some relief..." She left him alone. Ranma gulped down the tea and felt like scum. He had tempted Akane ruthlessly and she withstood it all despite his own weakness. No, he wouldn't jack off, he didn't deserve it. He should at least suffer as much as Akane was... -=-=- Akane Tendo lay stretched out on her bed hot and bothered. She knew he couldn't help it but she was annoyed at him for turning her on so much... she had been doing alright until now. But it wasn't entirely his fault. Akane knew she could try to sleep or take a warm bath or cold shower to suppress the urges but she didn't want to. She wasn't on the Dust anymore yet still felt such strong desires... was she some kind of pervert girl? She thought back to only a few minutes ago. Akane had sat there, completely in control, holding his man-hood without a problem. She had maintained that level of restraint, then, for his sake. But now, in the privacy of her own room she, could let herself go. She began to fantasize about her and Ranma. Rolling onto her back, Akane slid a hand down her excited body and up her dress to the soft fabric of her underwear. She snaked a finger between her thighs and panties and touched the fiery-hot slit of her pussy. The flesh was slightly swollen, throbbing and wet. She was achingly horny, and even her lightest touch felt fantastic down there as she dreamed of it being Ranma. Only, it wasn't Ranma... her fantasy had Kasumi in Ranma's place and memories of Kasumi's earlier kiss and even earlier tongue flashed through her mind. What was she thinking?!? Akane shook her head and tried to focus on Ranma. Once more she closed her eyes and stroked her hot, slippery little pussy slit. It felt so nice, and she began to cream steadily, soaking her fingers with her love juices. It felt good, real good, but there was one important ingredient lacking... Ranma. But it wasn't Ranma, at all, was it? Because even now she still saw herself eating Nabiki while Hinako suckled her breasts. No, not Ranma... but love. From Ranma she wanted love. Ranma wanted the same from her. Sex would be almost meaningless to him at this point, but love could be shared without it. The loveless sex she wanted was simply a natural, animalistic desire. Hadn't she told Ranma it turned her on to see him fuck her sisters? Akane had thought that, that was a statement made out of the residual effects of the Passion Dust... but now she wasn't so sure. But why girls? Akane had always felt more secure and comfortable with other girls despite her tomboyish ways. Perhaps it was just a reflex way of protecting herself or perhaps she was truly a pervert girl... but she didn't want to analyze her sexuality now, she was too excited to think too much about it. She rubbed her creaming slit faster as she recalled that first time with Ranma (and her sisters). Akane shivered lustily as she thought back on that evening. Her pussy-cream came in hot helpless spurts, drenching her fingers as she stroked her seething pussy. She whimpered with excitement when she remembered Ranma's every movement on that night. Akane felt the hot pleasure building steadily in her pussy, and it made her sob and writhe and moan. Her cream was flowing out non-stop now, soaking her pussy and fingers. She screwed her eyes tightly closed, shutting out every other sensation, as she sailed to the very brink of orgasm. A minute or so later she felt a violent explosion of pleasure radiating out from her clit and shaking her whole body. She bucked uncontrollably. As she lay in the wake of her orgasm she wondered if she was being a prude by consenting to abstain. Akane wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead and sighed at mess she had made. She decided that she would have a long talk with Ranma when the opportunity presented itself... perhaps they had not made the wisest decision. -=-=- "Hello, how may I help you?" "Um, I'd like to know- what kind of- um-" "Love potions we may have?" "Yes, how did you know?' "They're our best seller. Are you interested in a charm for luck in love or a potion for that certain special man?" The old shopkeeper grinned a knowing smile. "A p-potion... you're most effective." "Ah, you mean our Jang Yo solution... yes, very effective!" The ancient took out a strange looking urn and poured a thin black liquid into a vial. "One drop gains you praise and affection, two and you will receive great adoration, three drops cause him to love you, and four will... well, you're a big girl, you know what comes after that..." The shopkeeper added, "That will be 20,000 yen." That broke the spell for Ukyou. "I-I'm not sure I want to do this... I don't want Ranma to love me because of a potion." "Oh don't worry, Jang Yo love potion comes with limited money back guarantee! If it don't work, it either because it was never meant to be... or you just buy wrong potion!" "I don't know...", she hesitated and examined the vial's contents. "This looks like soy sauce!" She opened it and sniffed. "It smells like soy sauce too!" "Oh that just cover up taste and smell so you can add to your love's favorite dish!" "Okay... here you go." "Oh thank you very much!" The shopkeeper snatched up the money hungrily. After seeing that Ukyou had left, the shopkeeper opened the empty urn refilled it with soy sauce from a dirty plastic bottle. -=-=- ** "It's open." Akane opened the door tentatively then walked in and closed it behind her. Ranma lay on his bed (clothed) staring at the ceiling. "Time for dinner." "I'm not really hungry." "Go down anyway... you don't want your dad thinking that there's anything wrong, do you?" Ranma leapt to his feet. "Guess you're right." He headed towards the door. Akane whispered over to him. "Are you okay now?" "Yes, thanks to you." "So you-" "No. I didn't." Akane was puzzled. "Then how did you-" Ranma cut her off. "Let's eat." He left the room. -=-=- "I'm trying to diversify my cooking so they'll be several different things for dinner tonight!", Kasumi announced sweetly. "I'm starved! Anything you cook will be fine, Kasumi.", said Soun with this chopsticks clenched tightly. "Yes, Tendo, your daughter is truly a wonderful cook! She'll be a fine catch for whoever marries her!", then Genma added behind his palm, "I hear that Dr. Tofu Ono has interest in her, Tendo. He's a fine man! A doctor no less... perhaps you should arrange a-" ** Ranma hit Genma over the head and yelled. "You've screwed up *my* life enough will all your arranged marriages... Don't you *dare* try to arrange anyone else's!!!" "RANMA YOU SHOW SOME RESPECT TO YOUR FATHER!!! I'M YOUR-" "Dinner is served!", Kasumi graciously interrupted, "We start with fruit appetizers..." She placed a plate in front of everyone. Ranma stared at the obscene fruit... a whole peeled cantaloupe, sliced in half, placed round-side-up, side-by-side, on a plate with a yellow raisin at the tip of each. The two fathers, without a clue, began munching away. Nabiki and Akane picked up on the innuendo almost instantly. Nabiki containing her laughter with an evil smile and Akane frowning deeply. Ranma nervously began to eat... it was the only way he could think of to get rid of it. "Main course... Frankfurters, sour cream, bread rolls, and mashed potatoes." Ranma received a plate without rolls, while Nabiki received extra ones. , Kasumi thought. Nabiki, nonetheless, knew what to do. "Oh, Ranma, you have no rolls! Here, slide your wiener into my buns.", she suggested. Ranma choked on his drink while Akane shook with silent anger. Kasumi smiled smugly then sat down... three meals, all laced with Dust and this kind of teasing... even with his increased tolerance to the Dust, he couldn't possibly hold out much longer. Indeed, Ranma looked nervous. He wiped his sweating brow and took another long swig of his drink. "Oh my! My mashed potatoes are covered in too much sour cream... I'm trying to keep my figure. Ranma, please eat my creamy mound!", said Kasumi innocently as she pushed her plate over to Ranma. Ranma spewed his drink all over at that one... he apologized then declined the food which Genma promptly ate. Akane began to rage with a blue aura. Ranma didn't know how much more of this he could take. "...And for dessert, Banana Split Sundae!" "AAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!", Ranma screamed then ran out the door. Akane stood up quickly and screamed at the top of her lungs at her sisters. "WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST LEAVE HIM ALONE?!!!?!!!?" She stormed upstairs with tears in her eyes. Kasumi and Nabiki looked stunned, then shrugged and continued to eat. "Saotome... what just happened?" "I have no idea, Tendo...." Genma broke the silence. "Kasumi, you were saying, about dessert..." -=-=- Ukyou looked down at her take-out okonomiyaki and the vial of love potion. She raised her fist to knock on the Tendo Dojo gate but Ranma burst out and slammed into her, sending them to the ground and knocking the food out of Ukyou's hands. "I'm so sorry Ranma!", said Ukyou helping Ranma to his feet. "Yeah, yeah. Sure, sure, sure.", he said hurriedly. "I was just coming to see you. I wanted to apologize for earlier... I was too forward and- Oh!", Ukyou cried. "What is it? What's wrong?" "My okonomiyaki's spoiled!" "Hey, I'm sorry, I'll pay for it." "No, no, it was for you anyway. But now I have to- It's not important... Ranchan, where are you going in such a hurry?" "Anywhere but in *there*.", he muttered, "Can we talk about this someplace else?" "Why don't we go to my restaurant?" "Yeah, whatever." -=-=- "You just sit right there and I'll bring you a special-made okonomiyaki... we'll talk while you eat." "NO! -ahem -ah, I mean, no food... please. I'm not that hungry. I've had plenty, all day." "A drink then?" "Uh, yeah, that should be okay... you got any sake?" "I thought you didn't drink." "Today, I'm making an exception." "Well, they're your brain cells..." Ukyou went over to the liquor cabinet and reached up high to get down a bottle. Ranma sat hunched over, sulking at the table until he noticed Ukyou reaching up. He realized he was staring at her ass. Ranma shook his head violently then spoke with a cracked voice. "Ah, second thought **, okonomiyaki sounds great about now! Why don't you go in the kitchen and create your wonderful masterpiece?" Ukyou's heart fluttered at the compliment. "Why don't I just make it for you out here?" "Uh, I'm sure you've got more supplies in the back." "Okay, whatever." She danced into the kitchen then called back. "I'll be done in a flash!" "Uh... take your time Uchan!" As Ranma mentally debated with himself, Ukyou finished up Ranma's okonomiyaki. Ukyou opened the vial and hesitated. , she justified to herself. Ukyou carefully added one, two, three drops to the sauce... she added the fourth after recalling what the shopkeeper had said. But it was so little! How could that amount possibly do anything? She added a few more drops to be sure. Then just emptied the entire vial onto the dish. "That'll do it!" She exited the kitchen bearing the plate proudly. Ranma was at the table with his hands in his hair, his head down, in a miserable state. He was sweating profusely and his forehead was on fire. His eye twitched and a slight trickle of drool escaped the corner of his mouth. The effects of resisting the huge amount of hentai Passion Dust was beginning to take its toll. Ukyou didn't notice. "Here you go!", Ukyou said cheerily. , Ranma thought as he began to eat. Food would take his mind off of Ukyou's smooth, long legs... her taunt, round bottom... her pert, firm breasts... her soft, sweet scent... her- BAKA! Ranma coughed up his chewed food. Ukyou panicked a moment. "Is it *that* bad?!" "N-no n-not at all! D-delicious... j-just went d-down the wrong tube... t-that's all." Ukyou relaxed a bit. Ranma didn't. Images of Ukyou's earlier tease kept flashing in his mind. Ranma got up abruptly and started to leave. "I s-should g-g-go... I've g-got to go!" Ukyou caught him by the arm. Her delicate hands held him with gentle grip. Her eyes grew wide and watery. "Please don't go.", she said softly. Ranma turned to putty. Ukyou summoned the courage to test the potion and leaned in, closely to Ranma. She closed her eyes and softly kissed him on the lips. Ranma's resistance melted. He couldn't stand up against it any longer and returned the kiss to Ukyou's surprise. Any doubts about the love potion's effectiveness evaporated from Ukyou's mind as they kissed. Three drops were all that she needed... she had emptied the whole vial! The Passion Dust took complete control. Ukyou was taken a back by Ranma's sudden assault... he grabbed her, threw her on the counter, climbed on top, and began to kiss her madly. Ukyou started to protested... but only mildly. "Oh! Ranchan, stop! Slow down! Ooohh! Ranma!" She felt comfortable under the weight of his body... it was stimulating deep urges and feelings she normally tried to repress. When Ranma roughly squeezed one breast through her blouse and her ass with his other hand, she squealed in delight and shock. Ranma kissed her deeply over the mouth to silence her, their tongues dueling. Ranma fondled her without abandon while she ran her hands along the length of his back. One of his hand's stopped at her waist and moved into those tight pants of hers. "Huh? Ranma, what are you- mmmmm- OOH!", Ukyou exclaimed as he entered her with his middle finger. She had never been touched "down there" before and was writhing in pleasure. Ukyou's clothes quickly soiled as she bucked against his busy fingers. Her wild moaning only further encouraged Ranma. Ukyou gripped the sides of the counter, panting as Ranma moved down her body and began to pull off her pants and panties. Ranma parted her knees, placed his hands on her upper thighs, and dove his face into her sex. Ukyou shot right up in a panic. "What are you doing?!? That's gross!", she cried as she tried to squirm backwards, but Ranma held her fast and began to lap up her honey, teasing her as he went. "Ranma, I pee with- ungh! Oh! Ahhh!" Whatever protest she was thinking of was quickly forgotten as Ranma brought her to an even higher level of estacy. The stimuli caused Ukyou to reflexively squeeze her legs about Ranma's head. At first sex crazed beast didn't mind but as the creamy thighs threatened to crush him, he became slightly annoyed. He spread her legs apart wide, holding them down with his elbows as he used finger and tongue to bring Ukyou to orgasm. Ukyou's first orgasm ripped through her entire body like lightning. She trembled and suddenly gasped as she remembered to breath during the aftershock. The warm feeling never abated as Ranma continued to assault her sex. In the back of her mind she was a bit annoyed at Ranma for not waiting for her to recover. After devouring a portion of Ukyou's juices, the Passion driven animal decided that she was wet enough. He stood up and took off his shirt then his pants. Ukyou's eyes were still closed from the climax but they opened just in time to see him bear down on her. Ranma directed his hardened shaft and placed its tip to her opening. He held her thighs firmly to prevent escape then thrusted deeply into Ukyou. Ukyou let out a scream of pain as he broke her barrier. Reflexively she defended herself and slapped Ranma. "OUCH! Ranma! That *hurts*!" Ukyou focused her eyes and noticed that Ranma wasn't paying attention. His eyes were glazed over like an animal blinded by lust. She suddenly realized that, like his name, Ranma was probably a "wild stallion" of a lover with animal behavior and endurance. Ukyou became a little scared... how many drops of love potion had she used, again? But she couldn't think about that now. She realized that she was yelping, not of pain but now of pleasure. With each deep thrust she cried out. Ukyou's legs were wrapped tightly around Ranma's waist as he continued to impale her. Ranma noticed that this girl was loud, somehow that pleased him. He bent over and grasped her blouse between his fists then tore it apart, bearing her breasts. Ranma closed both hands around her firm breasts and kneaded. His rough palms rubbed against her sensitive nipples causing Ukyou to moan louder. He came down further and brought his face to her breasts. First inhaling it, suckling the entire tip, then lightly clenching only the nipple while flicking his tongue across it. Ranma continued to rub Ukyou's other nipple with his thumb. Being too sensitive, Ukyou squirmed slightly until she adjusted to the rhythm. She could feel herself approaching her next climax and tensed. Her second orgasm was more forceful than the first leaving her dazed for several minutes. When she recovered somewhat, she was not too surprised that Ranma was still pumping her. Ukyou traced her hands along his sweaty body to his neck and lifted his head so she could speak to him. "Ranchan, this is wonderful! But can we go slower please? I don't think I can take- Ungh!" The beast ignored her speech and interrupted by thrusting even more violently than before. Ukyou had to cling to his neck to avoid being thrashed about. After a couple of minutes of this, he stiffened then shuddered as he released two weeks of pent-up desire and twenty doses of Passion Dust in the form of his cum. He released seemingly had to be, to Ukyou, gallons of his hot, sticky load inside her... and he continued thrusting! Now Ukyou was slightly panicked. She could feel herself beginning to lose consciousness from the exhaustion of the day's events. This was too much! How could he keep going?!? Ukyou awoke painfully when he began spearing her from the rear. She was too dazed to protest and once again lost consciousness. A little later, she came to and found herself bouncing up and down upon his still hard member. His hands groping at her chest while supporting her. , she emitted a small sigh that turned into a gasp, Her thoughts blissfully turned back to the potion as blackness started to close around her once again. -=-=- ** "Akane!", Nabiki knocked again, "Akane, it's time for school. Please open up. Akane, come out! Look, we're sorry. Akane... Ranma didn't come home last night." Nabiki thought she heard a sound inside. "I can't be late, you coming?" No answer. "Suit yourself...", Nabiki muttered. Nabiki went downstairs and got her lunch from Kasumi. "Is she coming down?" "No, I think she's still mad... I hope Ranma's okay for her sake." "Ranma can take care of himself. I'm sure he's fine." "Except for the fact that he's so full of Dust he might even sleep with Cologne! What a waste! He's probably out there, balling his brains out on some hooker. Well I hope he doesn't get into any trouble or something." "That would be awful, wouldn't it..." "I gotta go, bye!" Nabiki went outside. Upon opening the front gate she noticed something in the street. She examined the take-out okonomiyaki carton. Going back inside she showed Kasumi. "Why that little tart has probably got Ranma all to herself and is reaping the fruits of our hard work!", Kasumi exclaimed bluntly. "Well, I wouldn't say hard... but still she could have at least-" Nabiki cut herself off as Akane came down the stairs. Still angry, Akane huffed and took her lunch without a word. Kasumi and Nabiki waited for Akane to leave before resuming their conversation. "We should stop by and take a look... maybe join in." "I don't think Ukyou would been too keen on that." "That's why we bring this!" Kasumi lifted a brand new batch of Passion Dust. "Well then! Let's go!", said Nabiki excitedly. She tossed the carton in the trash and called in sick for school then left with Kasumi. -=-=- Akane was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't notice Miss Hinako calling her. "Akane!" "What? Oh, I'm sorry Hinako-sensi!" "Akane, where's Ranma?" "Uh, he- um- is ill... I believe he forgot to call in sick." "I see...", Hinako said. Miss Hinako brushed away the thought for a while in order to teach the class. But noticed Akane was not really paying attention. The gears in Akane's mind were turning as she realized that Nabiki and Kasumi probably knew where Ranma was. Worse than that, they probably had him drugged and bound in some shack so that they could have their way with him. Nah... then again, they didn't seem to be above lacing his food and outright raping him... why not kidnapping? The more she thought about it, the more she found it to be entirely believable, with their recent behavior. Akane couldn't stand the thought of them making him please them over and over and over and- "Miss Hinako!", Akane said suddenly, "I think I feel rather ill (which wasn't entirely false), may I be dismissed?" "Of course, just go to the nurse's office first." "Thank you, Hinako-sensi." Akane left quietly with the whisperings of the other students behind her. She didn't stop by the nurse's office, instead, decided to leave right away. Thinking about what her sisters were doing excited her, dampening her panties. , she scolded herself, half-heatedly. Meanwhile, Hinako was counting the minutes... she would give Akane a good lead then follow the unsuspecting girl from a safe distance. She suddenly interrupted the class. "All right, you are all dismissed!" A round of confused looks and then a cheer went around the room. The class nerd interjected. "But, Hinako-sensi, we still have over half-an-hour!" Hinako ignored it as the rest of the class beat him into the ground and she quickly ran after Akane. -=-=- "Unnngh...", Ranma groaned as he moved his aching body. He sat up off the floor and began to rise to his feet when he froze. A cold, slow, early morning hunch began to grow in him... heating up into full blown chaotic panic. The feeling was entirely too familiar. Was he naked? Yes... he knew that he was. Was he sore? Again, yes. Was he tired? He didn't like where this was leading. Did he remember anything? Was he- er- "messy" down there? It's okay, it's okay... only one thing mattered: Is there a naked girl next to you? Ranma slowly stretched out his hand beside him until they ran into a pile of clothes. He held his breath. Nervously turning his head, he quickly looked to be brought the bad tidings in one blow. They were his clothes! Ranma let out a huge sigh and a big stupid smile spread across his face. He was all worried over- ** "Ow!" He hit his head against... "Ranchan?", Ukyou called from the kitchen. "EYAAHH!!!-", Ranma jumped, startled. ** And smacked his head against the table again. "OWW! YAHHH!!!" Ukyou ran out to him wearing only an apron. "What! What! Ranma, are you all right?!" Ukyou bent over him to examine the bumps on his head. Ranma hyper-ventilated trying to form intelligible words of protest while ignoring the vast amounts of cleavage before him. He squirmed under her touch and retreated backwards only to have her trip and fall on top of him. "Why Ranchan! You animal! We've already did that all last night!", she teased. He became acutely aware of the fact that the material of her apron had bunched between her breasts and that her stiffened nipples were pressing against his chest. If they had rutted all night, she showed no sign of tire or desire to stop. His body, too, seemed to be ready for another round as he found himself hardening quickly. Ukyou kissed him full over the mouth with obvious experience. Ranma half-accepted the kiss... how could he not? , Ranma thought frantically. "Enough of this!", Ukyou broke the kiss and hopped to her feet, "I made you breakfast. Come on, get up! Let's go!" She got up and moved toward the kitchen. Ranma sat up, dazed, and tried not to stare at her lovely, bare bottom. "EEEEK!!!", Ukyou screamed as she saw intruders in her store. Recognizing them as Akane's sisters, Kasumi and Nabiki, didn't help her embarrassment any either. "GET OUT! GET OUT! I'm *NAKED*!!!", she screeched while trying to cover herself up. Nabiki just stood there with her hands on her hips, grinning mischievously. "What's the matter Uchan? We're all girls here..." "Except for Ranma.", added Kasumi as she walked over to him. "Ooo! You must have done something right!", Kasumi drooled (nearly) as she viewed Ranma's upright shaft. "Get out! You can't just break in on us like this!", Ukyou said with a scorching tone. "I sense hostility... Poof!", laughed Nabiki as she tossed a handful of Dust into Ukyou's face then aggressively grabbed her and kissed her, tongue and all. For a split second, Ukyou allowed the kiss to continue then she pushed Nabiki back in disgust. "How *DARE* you!!!" Ukyou raged then faltered, holding her hand to her head as if dizzy. Nabiki stepped up close and kissed her again, holding her Ukyou's hands in the air. This time Ukyou didn't resist. Ranma's mouth fell open in shock... and as it stood agape, Kasumi shoved a healthy dose of Passion Dust down his throat. -=-=- "Hello? Anybody home? Kasumi! Nabiki!", called Akane as she came into the house. Akane entered the kitchen to see if Kasumi was there. Seeing no one Akane took out a pack of gum and unwrapped a piece. As she tossed the wrapper into the garbage can she saw something... she dropped her gum. Akane pulled out a freshly thrown-out carton of okonomiyaki. She remembered last night's dinner all to well and she knew they hadn't had okonomiyaki last night. Akane's blue aura of anger grew brighter as she read the label. Miss Hinako had slight difficulty chasing after the angry girl as she stomped off to Ukyou's restaurant. -=-=- Akane arrived to find the back entrance already broken into. As she entered the kitchen silently she could hear the desperate and passionate cries of a girl who could be none other than her sister, Nabiki. Only, it wasn't. Akane gasped and emitted an 'Oh my!', that Kasumi would have been proud of, at the sight of Ukyou, white bow, tight ass, and all, riding high and rather unceremoniously on *HER* fiancee!!! Although it was Ukyou riding her spouse-to-be, her sisters were not exactly guiltless at all. Kasumi rode Ranma's face while Nabiki nursed on her chest. Akane ground her teeth, she wanted to kill them all, she wanted to tear out their hearts, she wanted to crush their puny skulls beneath a hundred ton mallet, but most of all (Ranma, forgive me!)... she wanted to get in on the action! "Outta my way!" But Hinako got there first. She pushed past Akane and began stripping immediately. Akane didn't bother to contemplate how the English teacher had gotten here, she just worried how much of him would be left for her to marry after they all finished with him. "No sense letting them have *all* the fun!", she vaguely justified to herself. Akane disrobed and followed after Hinako. "Glad to see you could make it, Akane!", Kasumi said between gasps. Hinako shot her a wicked look. "It must have slipped your mind to alert me, right?" "This just came up.", Nabiki giggled at her own joke, "We had no idea this trollop had Ranma until this morning... we didn't want to disturb your classes." "Likely story, you delinquent... remove her. It's my turn!" "Hey! He's mine!", protested Akane. "Hush, Akane! That's no way to speak to your teacher.", the teacher retorted. Hinako took Ukyou's place, dumping her onto Akane. Akane lifted Ukyou's face to hers. Ukyou began attempts to kiss her. "What? Ukyou, stop! How did this happen to you?" Looking her in the eye, Akane saw the mad, drug induced lust of the Dust. "Aahh!", she interrupted her own thoughts with a moan. Ukyou was slipping her fingers into Akane. Akane squirmed then stopped. She had always liked Ukyou... of course that was compared to Shampoo, but that didn't matter. Akane began to work her hands on Ukyou. Ukyou spasmed at her slightest touch. Ukyou recovered and navigated Akane's sex expertly. Akane didn't stand a chance... she came faster than what she thought was possible. Panting she praised Ukyou. "Uchan... they taught you well." Ukyou smiled and nodded dumbly. Akane cringed at Ukyou's idiotic look, it wasn't right to do this- "Lemme borrow her a second, Sis." Nabiki pulled Ukyou to Ranma's rod. She parted Ukyou's lips and had her engorge Ranma orally. Nabiki pulled Ukyou's hair back and forth until Ukyou picked up on the rhythm herself. Ukyou added her hand work to the technique and Ranma came into her mouth. What dribbled down her chin, Nabiki licked up. "Heh heh heh... isn't that cool, Akane? You can teach her *soooo* easily! Wanna try?" "Sure- NO! What happens when she regains her mind? Did you think of that?!?" "Huh? What?" Nabiki obviously wasn't paying attention. She had Ukyou suckling on one of her tits. She opened her eyes. "Oh, that? She'll won't mind one bit... I mean, you barely do!" Nabiki herded Ukyou to Akane and inverted her until their heads were both between each other's legs, Ukyou on top. The drugged Ukyou knew her job and began again with vigor. Overwhelmed by the fragrance of sex and with wetness dripping upon her, Akane couldn't take an inactive role. She drove her head upward into Ukyou's sticky sex, eating her out. They kept at it, orgasm after orgasm, until Hinako pulled them apart. Miss Hinako lifted both their chins and licked their faces off, then touching each of their chests, she smiled. "You two... I've never had either of you. Let me teach you a lesson...." -=-=- The bothersome noises were becoming louder and clearer... but he tried to ignore them. They were trying to take away his sleep and he was *soooo* tired! "...has to be mine after what we did!" "Are you kidding?!? Ukyou, Ranma's laid the four of us over and over before this one time! It was meaningless lust and Passion Dust sex! If sex had anything to do with it than you're in love with *ME* because we were getting it on too!!!" "Hey, don't forget! *HE* came to *ME*! While he might have politely obliged you (your awful mind-controlling Dust probably helped that along...) he came to me out of true love!!" "Uchan no baka! Do you not understand what I'm saying, you stupid girl? Ranma-" "Unnnnnghhh.... ** **" "Shhhh, girls, be civil now... he's waking up...." "Wha- what? Where am I? Argh, my head- my entire body- is hurting! Dammit, I-" Ranma groggily rose his head slightly to see Nabiki and Kasumi looking down at him. They were sitting at the ends of a booth with a semi-circle table. "Good morning, Ranma.", said Kasumi. "Hi sleepy-head!", Nabiki said cheerfully. Ranma just looked at them confusedly then squinted as Hinako sat up, her head popping over the edge of the table so Ranma could see her. "Hiya cutie!" "Oh man...", Ranma moaned. Akane popped up. "Hi... Ranma, I'm sorry!" "You?!?", Ranma spent his energy, "How could you?!? No... nevermind, I understand... You girls... I'm overspent... I-" Lastly, Ukyou showed her pretty face. "Poor Ranma! Are you okay?" "AAAARRRGGHHAAA!!!!", Ranma screamed. He scrambled backwards smashing into a table, smacking his head to the floor. Ranma lay still for a while before groaning. "Not *ANOTHER* one!!!", he whined. He closed his eyes and whimpered as he repeatedly smacked his head to the floor. Nabiki looked down at the pathetic sight and shook her head. "Girls... you think he's had a tad too much?" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Author's Notes ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay I know! The corny use of the title... but I just had to! You understand, right? I hope you enjoyed this one as much as I liked writing it. I'm sorry 'bout the delays in getting this out (I finished it months ago but haven't posted it until now). The main reason is because I thought I had posted it! Besides that I was working on LP#5 at the same time (please don't expect it soon 'cause I've been adding one line every week... of course if demand is high I'll speed it up!). Well I don't have much to say this time except that LP#5 is gonna be more towards the LP#4 style again so it'll take a while to get out. Thanks to all those who helped and take note that this Fic is 100% Ryouga-free! He'll play a bigger role later... heh heh heh. Finally, please comment!!! Here's a list of what's out: LP#1: "Ranma Fever"- Tendo Dojo is attacked by the evil Hentosai and his Passion Fever Attack! LP#2: "Hinako's Lesson"- Miss Hinako is under the influence of Kasumi's version of the Passion Fever Dust... LP#3: "A Tad Too Much"- Ukyou tries out a love potion on Ranma! LP#4: "Passion Fever Nightmare"- A new side effect to the PFD is discovered... LP#5: "My Bright-Eyed Girl"- Hentosai returns and a succubus becomes a guest at the Dojo in the guise of Ranko. Just to re-iterate, the Lemonade Punch series was not originally meant to go together as one story-line (Obviously somehow it did end up this way though). Indiscrepancies between stories don't really matter as LP was only supposed to be loosely tied together... if you can't live with a mistake, blame it on Kasumi-sama all right? (Don't worry, it'll be explained in LP#5) If I *REALLY* screw up though, make sure to tell me! I hope to leave the Ranma realm, but only after finishing what I've planned.