Story - Futanari Ranma - Chapter 3

Futanari Ranma
A Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction
by Michael A. Ivins

Ranma, his family, friends and rivals are the property of Rumiko Takahashi. I get no money for writing this story. Mostly I just have some fun sharing the products of my imagination with others. I also do not own any of the characters from Manga (or is that doujin) Futa Club.

This chapter has LEMON content. If you find that sort of thing offensive, stop reading

Chapter 3
Making Plans

The next morning was notable for a couple of reasons. For the first time in a long time Genma didn't throw Ranma from the window. To wake the boy he did drag him out of bed and down the stairs, but that was to overcome Ranma's natural reluctance to get up in the morning. The sparring was conducted with a less strident level of insults and taunts than usual. Both combatants did end up in the pond as commonly happened.

Before breakfast started Ranma spoke to Nabiki. After a brief conversation he handed her some money and she handed him a book. They exchanged some more talk then went to eat.

Breakfast passed in relative quiet. Ranma changed back to male form just before leaving. When he left with Akane, Ranma didn't run on the fence as usual. He was deep in thought.

Akane spoke up and said, "So you're going to talk to the Amazon's after school?"

"Yep," Ranma answered. "Before I do that I need to talk to one of the teachers."

"One of the teachers?" Akane frowned on hearing that. It seemed out of character for her fiancé. "What about?"

"I need to find a teacher who understands stuff that could help me," was the reply. "It would be better to talk to a lawyer but I don't have the kind of money one of them would charge."

Ranma wasn't going to just go charging in to confront a possible foe with no preparation? That was definitely an indication of how seriously he was taking this matter.

Akane nodded and said, "I've got some stuff to do after school too."

"Ok," Ranma replied. He knew Akane had friends she hung out with at times. "I'll see you when I get home."

There was a pause then Ranma said, "Because she's been a friend in the past, I at least owe it to Ucchan to listen if she has an explanation for her behavior yesterday."

Nodding, Akane could understand. The okonomiyaki chef had actually been a rather likeable person aside from the rivalry over Ranma. While some of the things she had said and done in the past in regard to that rivalry had been a bit over-the-top, the throwing of bombs at the wedding had been much more extreme than usual. The only time before that Ukyo had behaved so extreme was when she first came to Nerima and tried to gain vengeance on the Saotomes.

When the pair arrived at the gates of Furinkan both were relieved when Kuno was absent from his usual spot by one of the trees in the schoolyard. They assumed that something in the previous day's events had either prevented the delusional kendoist from attending that day or at least delayed his arrival. Neither Ranma or Akane felt in a mood to deal with Kuno's particular brand of craziness that day.

Ranma quickly parted from Akane to look up Ms. Hinako. He felt a closer bond to the quirky English teacher than he did with any of his other teachers. He knocked on the classroom door and asked, "Ms. Hinako, do you have a minute?"

The diminutive instructor looked surprised. "Ranma? You're here before the start of school?"

The boy looked a little embarrassed as he said, "I've got a problem I was hoping you could help me with. Do you know anything about international law?"

The young girl's face took on a look of confusion. After a moment she said, "I'm an English teacher. I know about English vocabulary, spelling, grammar and those things." She frowned a moment. The expression looked out of place on her childish face.

After a moment to think she said, "The person you need to talk to is Kotobayashi sensei. He's the civics teacher. He would likely know more about the kind of thing you're interested in than anyone else in the school. Why do you want to know about that kind of stuff?"

He shrugged. "I know it's not martial arts, so you wouldn't think I'd be interested in it. You'll probably have heard stuff about the wedding from some of the people who were there. I'm not going into detail, but I will say that it didn't go well and Akane and I aren't married now because of it. Part of the reason for that is because of the interference by Shampoo, a Chinese Amazon."

Still looking confused, the small girl said, "So you want this Shampoo person to stop interfering?"

"Yes," agreed Ranma. "I'd like it better if she and the rest of the Amazons went back to China, but I'd settle for stopping them from messing with my life."

The girl nodded then looked at the clock. She said, "Well, you'd better get to your homeroom now. I'll see you later in English class. I'm sorry your wedding didn't go well."

Ranma turned away but silently said, "Yeah, me too."

The classes that morning were tense. By now the rumor mill had been working overtime and news of the wedding fiasco was widely known. Teachers had to call order in the classroom several times to silence the gossiping of the students in the room.

In another oddity, Ranma had so much on his mind that he wasn't able to fall asleep in class. True, he also wasn't able to pay attention to the lessons, but that was hardly surprising.

During class Ukyo sent notes to Ranma. The only answer she got back was one note from Ranma telling her to meet him on the roof at lunchtime. Every one of her other notes was ignored.

At lunch Ukyo headed to the roof. When she got there she found Ranma's mood to be grim. The chef swallowed nervously and said, "Ranchan..."

Before she could get farther, Ranma held up a hand to cut her off. He said, "Ukyo-san, don't call me that. I thought you were my friend. After the way you acted yesterday, I'm not so sure."

"But..." Again Ranma gestured to cut her off.

"You didn't want me to get married to Akane," he said. "I get that. Maybe you thought I was making a mistake, I can understand that too. Maybe you just hated the idea of me marrying someone other than you. Whatever the reason I might be able to understand. It was with your methods that you stepped over the line."

"Huh?"

"If you thought I was making a mistake getting married to Akane you should have talked to me," explained Ranma. "That's what a friend would do. You take your friend aside and tell him about the reservations you have, not throwing exploding food."

"Ranch..." she began, then changed it to "Ranma, I tried to talk to you before the wedding. Every time since you got back from China when I asked to see you, they told me you were doing stuff or were just not available. I'm sorry if what I did at the wedding was extreme, but I was getting desperate."

The boy gave a slight nod, then said, "Even so, you didn't have to do what you did. It was a Western style wedding. There's a part where the priest will say, 'If there are any present who know of just cause why these two should not be joined, speak now or forever after hold your peace.' All you had to do was speak up. There was no need for you to put people at risk with your bombs."

"'Put people at risk?'" Ukyo looked confused for a moment. Then her expression cleared and she said, "Is that what you think I did? Ranma, I've trained in my Art for over 10 years. I know to the last gram how much gunpowder to put into the batter for those okonomiyaki. The ones I threw at the wedding were noisemakers, nothing more."

"Noisemakers?" Now it was Ranma's turn to look confused.

"That's right," she affirmed. "If one of them blew up in your hands the worst that would happen to you is you'd get your hands dirty. It might make your eyes water if you got some of the smoke in your eyes or it might make you cough a little if you inhaled the smoke. Otherwise those bombs are harmless."

Frowning, Ranma considered that. Finally he said, "Ok, I'll believe you. You were trying to get my attention. I still say that you went about it the wrong way. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and say you weren't trying to hurt anyone. That still doesn't mean I forgive you."

The chef looked like she was going to say something, but Ranma again held up a hand to cut her off. "I'm sorry if what I said to you in the past gave you the wrong idea. When I said you're cute I was trying to tell you that you'd have no trouble finding a guy when you put your mind to it. I wasn't suggesting that I be that guy. You took it the wrong way and I didn't have the heart to hurt your feelings."

He sighed and continued, "I'm sorry if it hurts you now, but I don't love you in a romantic way. Even if I know in my head that you're a girl, I still can't help seeing you as the guy who was my buddy when I was young. The most I could adjust that mental image would be to see you as a sister. I can't see you as a girlfriend or wife."

Expression grim, he said, "After hearing that, you may decide you don't want to be my friend anymore. If that's how you feel, I understand. I'm still not sure if I want you as a friend after the way you interfered in the wedding. What I suggest is that for the next week neither of us talks to other outside of school stuff."

Ukyo wanted to protest that she would never cut Ranma out of her life like that and hoped that he wouldn't cut her out. From his expression it was clear that he was serious. Her face fell and she said, "Ok, I'll think about it. For the next week I don't talk to you unless it's about homework assignments and stuff like that. Is that what you wanted?"

He gave a bow of his head and said, "Yes, that will do for now."

"What about Shampoo?" Ukyo wanted to know. "I'm pretty sure the bombs she was throwing were more than just noisemakers. I think she may have actually been trying to kill Akane."

Ranma's frown deepened. "Yeah, I think so too. Her aim was off and she hit me. She nearly hurt my mom and others. At least I'm tough enough to take it."

"What are you going to do?"

He almost growled, "They keep beating me over the head with those laws of theirs. I'm pretty sure they don't apply to stuff that happens here in Japan. I'm gonna try to get some advice on that from the civics teacher. It would be better if I could talk to a lawyer, but I can't afford one."

The chef nodded. "That sounds like a good idea."

They finished their lunches and headed back inside. Ukyo wasn't sure how to feel. Maybe she had stepped over the line. It certainly seemed that her actions had killed any chance she had to marry Ranma. She had to wonder if there was any way to salvage the friendship.

After school Ranma went to the classroom of Kotobyashi sensei. Hinako had given him the room number during English class. He knocked on the door and a voice from inside said, "Come in."

When he stepped through the door, Ranma found a balding, dark haired man of middle height. The teacher wore glasses. He was talking to a girl student about something related to class. He handed the girl a slip of paper and said, "If you really want to earn extra credit you can get it by getting this book from the library and reading the section on the Diet."

The girl bowed and pocketed the paper, saying, "Thank you Sensei."

As the girl left, the teacher looked over to the boy standing by the door and invited, "Come in and sit down. I'm guessing you're Ranma. Ms. Ninomiya-sensei told me about you."

Ranma bowed and thanked the teacher. He then walked up and set his book bag on the teacher's desk. From the bag he pulled a bottle of water. He was just starting to grasp the cap in preparation to open it and splash some water on himself when the teacher said, "You don't have to do that."

The young man gave the teacher a questioning look.

Trying to put his guest at ease, the teacher smiled and explained, "Ms. Ninomiya-sensei explained to me about your curse. Normally if I was just going on someone's word, I would probably ask that you demonstrate your curse. However, I have witnessed Ms. Ninomiya-sensei transform from adult to child. After seeing that I don't find the idea of you changing from male to female so difficult to believe."

The civics teacher paused then added, "Of course if you feel more comfortable talking about what you came to me for in girl form, then go ahead."

Ranma considered that then shook his head. He reached into the book bag and pulled out a paperbound book while stashing the water bottle back inside. He handed the book to the teacher and said, "The problem I came to you about is related to this book. This is a copy of the laws of the Joketsuzoku Amazon tribe. This was accidentally left at the home where I'm staying."

"Accidentally?"

Nodding, the pigtailed boy explained, "The girl who had been carrying the book had gotten it out to explain one of the laws. She had handed it to Tendo Nabiki. While Nabiki had the book I got splashed with water and the Amazon girl started chasing me, forgetting about the book. She never did ask for it back."

"I see," the teacher said in a thoughtful tone. As he glanced inside the front cover he noted, "I see this book is in both Mandarin and Japanese. That's handy."

"Yeah," the young Saotome agreed. "I've marked the parts that relate to me and my situation."

Silence fell in the room, broken only by the soft rustle of pages turning. After a while the teacher closed the book and set it on his desk. He frowned and said, "The Kiss of Death is a barbaric custom. I'm surprised the People's Republic government allows it. The Kiss of Marriage isn't much better. Would you now explain how these laws relate to you?"

With a sigh, the young man told the story of the visit to the Amazon village and the fight that happened there. He told of the Kiss of Death and how he and Genma had run away. He told of how Shampoo had tracked him down in Japan and how the Kiss of Marriage had been delivered. He finished with a condensed version of the troubles with Cologne since.

After hearing all of the story the teacher sat back and thought about it for a time. He cautioned, "You do know that I'm not a lawyer, right?"

Ranma nodded. "Yes, sensei. I know. I don't have the money for a lawyer. I was hoping you might know some general things that might help me."

The teacher said, "Well, if this girl had given you the Kiss of Marriage from the start, you might be stuck marrying her. Since you and your father have traveled in other countries I trust you are aware of the principle of international law that says you don't take the laws of your homeland with you. When you visit another country you are subject to the laws of that country."

"I know that," Ranma confirmed. He'd even heard stories in the news of travelers who had been thrown into prison with long sentences for committing crimes that were considered minor in their home countries.

"Good," the teacher said. "According to the laws in the book, the young lady gave you the wrong kiss. As a male with the Nyaniichuan curse you should have been given the Kiss of Marriage. The law says that the Council of Elders can revoke a Kiss of Death but they can't change it to a Kiss of Marriage. For that the warrior in question is supposed to give the victim the correct kiss. I guess they assumed it would be a simple matter to fix."

Again Ranma nodded to acknowledge what the teacher had said. It sounded reasonable.

Kotobayashi-San went on. "I'm guessing that if the girl had succeeded in killing you at the village, the Chinese government would have swept the affair under the rug and informed your family that you had fallen off a cliff or something while traveling in the mountains. The fact that you were able to escape and return to your home country turns the international legal principle in your favor."

Ranma frowned and gestured for the teacher to continue. "When the girl gave you the Kiss of Marriage she was in a country that doesn't recognize the legal validity of the Kiss. I can only assume that the reason why she and the Elder used extreme methods of coercion and persuasion was because the Elder recognized the fact that she didn't have a valid legal claim."

He went on, "If her claim were legal in this country, the girl, the elder or both could have petitioned the government to enforce it. As it was they tried to either force you to go back with them or convince you to. Once you were in their village, their laws would have full force and you'd be stuck."

"What if Cologne were some kind of Ambassador with diplomatic immunity?" Ranma inquired.

With a frown the teacher asked, "What makes you think she might claim to be such?"

With a shrug the young man said, "Because it seems like the kind of thing she would do."

The educator nodded. "I see. Well, mystery writers are fond of the concept of someone being able to commit a crime for which they cannot be legally touched. However, it doesn't usually work like that. If an ambassador blatantly breaks the law their home country can recall them even if the host country can't legally touch them."

"I tend to doubt she could make such a claim," he said. "An ambassador would be unlikely to be running a restaurant. She would have too many duties to perform for her country to have time for running a business like that."

They continued to talk until the teacher looked at the clock. He said, "I hope what I've told you helps. It's getting late and I need to get home to my wife. I'd be interested to know how this all turns out."

Ranma bowed and left. He was debating with himself on whether or not he wanted to get free food at the Nekohanten. The conversation with the teacher had taken long enough that it was now time for the dinner rush at the restaurant. He decided that it wouldn't be a good idea. He stopped at a fast food restaurant and filled up on American style burgers and fries.

Earlier that day at the end of classes for the day, Akane met with her friend Yuka at the gates of the school. The other girl asked, "So what did you want to talk to me about?"

The youngest Tendo looked around and said, "This is something that would be best talked about in private."

Yuka shrugged and said, "Ok, my parents will be late getting home so we can go to my place. My sister shouldn't be a problem."

After a short walk the two girls arrived at a modest home. Yuka's younger sister got home at the same time as the older girls did. The younger girl saw her sister head toward her bedroom and knew she was in for a boring evening until her parents came home. In the past she had been warned not to bother Yuka when she was in the bedroom with one of her friends.

Akane went into the room ahead of Yuka and could hear the door close behind her. She also heard the click of the lock and felt a sense of relief. She knew they wouldn't be disturbed and knew there was much to talk about.

However, first things first. The black haired girl turned and allowed herself to be kissed. Both girls shed their clothing quickly, leaving them in heaps. Yuka quickly reached under the bed to bring out one of her favorite sex toys, a double dong. This was a length of rubber that had an artificial cock head on each end. The device had been designed to allow two women to pleasure each other.

Sometime later both girls were coming down from their mutual climax. Yuka signed and proclaimed, "I needed that. I confess to be a little surprised. Even if the wedding was messed up, I would expect you to be at home fucking Ranma."

The Tendo girl shook her head. "Ranma has issues that he needs to take care of with the Amazons. He said he was going to talk to one of the teachers to try and get some advice on how to handle it. He's hoping to get the Amazons to leave him alone."

The brunette was impressed. "He's not going to try and settle it with his fists? Wow, I wouldn't have expected him to act so mature."

Akane nodded. "There was more that happened during the wedding than you could see."

"Huh?" Yuka's eyes went wide. "You mean besides all the violence?"

"Yeah," Akane affirmed. "You saw the whole craziness with the cask of water, didn't you?"

"Well, yeah," the other girl confirmed. "I'm not sure I understood why the guys were fighting over that so much. What was so important about a cask of water?"

Frowning, Akane said, "I still don't understand why Ryoga was trying so hard to get it. The label on the cask said that it contained Naniichuan, water from the Spring of Drowned Man. Ranma, Mousse, and Mr. Saotome believed that the water would be a cure for their curses. The label on the cask said it was enough for only one person."

"Oh, so that's why they were fighting!" The brunette guessed, "Each of them was trying to be the only one to use it."

Nodding, Akane explained, "According to the note that came with it, the Jusenkyo Guide sent the water as a wedding present to thank Ranma for the way he helped out in China."

Looking confused, Yuka asked, "If the water was supposed to be a cure, then why did Ranma turn into a girl?"

Her expression grim, Akane told her friend, "I said they believed it was a cure. It seems the people who told Ranma and the others that the man water was a cure lied. One Jusenkyo curse doesn't replace another curse, they mix, they combine."

"Mix?" Trying to imagine what man and girl curses would combine to create, Yuka asked, "What did the water do?"

Akane suddenly looked incredibly sad. She said, "I feel terribly guilty. After the wedding Ranma locked herself in the bathroom and refused to come out for two hours. When she finally let me in she was so sad and angry. She was talking about either killing herself or moving away to become a hermit so people wouldn't have to find out what a freak she had become."

The brunette was looking at Akane with concern. She was also wondering why the Tendo girl was referring to Ranma as a she. "Why was Ranma so sad? What did he change into and why would it make you feel guilty?"

A single tear escaped the black haired girl's eye. She said, "You should know. You're the one who introduced me to the concept."

"Wait a minute," Yuka was thinking furiously. She finally said, "Girl curse and boy curse combined?"

Akane nodded.

Guessing, Akane's friend said, "So are you saying Ranma's new cursed form is a futanari, A fully functioning hermaphrodite?"

"Ranma has become the very thing that I was so fixated on for the last few years," Akane agreed. "As far as 'fully functioning' I'm not sure. I mean I don't know if she could get me pregnant by cumming inside me."

"You're telling me that that gorgeous girl's body now has a cock added to it?"

The Tendo girl confirmed, "Yes, she does. I should know, I sucked on that cock and got fucked by it yesterday."

Yuka was confused. Shouldn't her friend be happy to experience the realization of her fantasy? "But then why do you feel guilty?"

Akane explained, "Well, you should know that when she's a girl, Ranma has no feminine modesty. I've seen her topless and naked lots of times. I get the feeling that Ranma doesn't see her female body as the real her but like it was some kind of disguise or something. I think that's part of why she doesn't really care if people see her naked, at least when she's at home."

She continued, "I've walked in on Ranma when he was in the bath in male form. I've even seen him a few times when his cock was hard. It made me furious to see it but also I couldn't help imagining what that cock would look like on her female body."

She signed. "The cock she has on her girl body looks like it's exactly the same one as his male form. The major difference is that with her smaller female body, the cock looks huge in comparison."

Yuka interrupted, "But you feel guilty because...?"

"I feel guilty because I now have access to the one of my greatest fantasies," Akane told her. "The only problem was that it came at the cost of making Ranma feel terrible. On top of that, the frustration of seeing Ranma's two forms and wanting to see what Ranma later turned into made me treat him... her terribly."

Shaking her head violently, Akane went on, "My feelings are terribly confused. Over the time I've known Ranma I actually came to fall in love with him. He can be a thoughtless jerk, but he's kind, loyal, and honorable to a fault. I felt so greatly attracted to him, his character and to his girl form as well, but was repulsed by his male form."

Yuka considered that. "I'd guess you still feel repelled by his male form, but now you lust after his dick-girl form."

Nodding, Akane elaborated, "I feel torn. Ranma asked if I'd want him locked in his cursed form. I told him that I wouldn't do that to him because I know how much he identifies with being a guy. Even though I told him that, I have to confess that if he did get locked in his futa form, I'd be happy. I shouldn't be happy over something that would hurt him so much."

"Wow, girl, you do have issues." Yuka thought for a moment. "If you really think you love Ranma, you might want to talk to him, tell him, or maybe her, about how you feel. If you're going to have any kind of long term relationship, she deserves to know."

"I guess you're right," Akane admitted. "I just hope it doesn't drive her away."

Shrugging, Akane's friend said, "You may have to take that risk. If you don't and she finds out about it later, it could be a real problem between you. I think if you tell her how you feel now, she might feel hurt, but if she love you, she'll get over it."

The youngest Tendo girl agreed, "I'll talk to her."

"Was that the only reason you came here today?" Asked Yuka. "You wanted to tell me about what happened to Ranma and how you felt about it? Well that and a little sex session?"

Akane shook her head in negation. "I'm afraid I have a new perverted obsession."

Rolling her eyes, Yuka asked, "What is it this time? I know you wanted to meet and get fucked by a real-dick girl. So now that you've actually done it, what's the new obsession?"

Looking slightly embarrassed, Akane explained, "It's been on my mind since I found out what happened to Ranma. Now that I know there is magic that can actually turn normal people into hermaphrodites, I want to find out if there is any way I can become one myself."

"Become one...?" Yuka looked at her friend in disbelief. "You do realize how rare real hermaphrodites are?"

At Akane's nod, Yuka went on. "Most of the pictures you see of dick-girls on the internet are fakes. The real photos are usually of girlish looking guys who have had breast implant surgery. I'd be willing to bet that of the real hermaphrodites that are out there, only a bare handful are willing to be photographed in the nude. I'd be willing to bet that Ranma is the only one who has a big cock in dick-girl form."

"I know that," Akane insisted.

"How do you plan to go about this?" Akane's friend was curious.

"I now know that combined Nyaniichuan and Naniichuan curses will turn a guy into dick girl, at least part of the time," Akane explained. "I'm hoping that getting splashed by a mixture of the two waters would give me a cursed form of a dick-girl."

Sounding skeptical, Yuka asked, "Wouldn't you have to go to China to get that water? Can you afford the trip?"

"Maybe I won't have to go there again," answered Akane. "Since the Guide has been at Jusenkyo for many years it seems unlikely that he wouldn't know what the man water would do to Ranma. I figure that if he did send the water and knew what it would do then he must have a sick sense of humor."

"What do you mean 'If he sent it?'" Akane's friend wasn't sure she understood where the young Tendo was getting at.

"I figure either he did send it as some kind of cruel joke, or someone else sent it with his name on it," Akane explained.

This was beginning to sound interesting. "Who else do you think might have sent it?" Yuka asked.

"I tried to think about it logically," Akane said. "I went over in my mind who has access to the springs. If it was someone other than the guide I figure it would have to be the Amazons, the Musk, the Phoenix people or the maybe the Chinese Government. Whichever of them it was, they put the shipment in the Guide's name as a deception."

"You really have thought it out," commented Yuka, admiring her friends reasoning.

Nodding, Akane said, "I've figured out it's probably not the government because they've had no involvement in things so far and no real reason to get involved. I doubt they even know the name Saotome Ranma. I think the Phoenix people would probably just kill him rather than do something sneaky like send the man water. When they parted, Prince Herb of the Musk respected Ranma as a worthy foe and possible friend. I doubt he would have done it."

"So that just leaves the Amazons," observed Akane's friend. "But I thought Cologne wants to make Ranma a member of the tribe."

"Cologne isn't the queen of the Amazons," Akane pointed out. "She's the head of the Elder's Council. Some of the women on that Council might not want a man who could beat Saffron in their village. They probably think it would be too dangerous for Ranma to be there. I'm guessing a some of them with more radical views than the rest may have sent the water so Ranma would get mad like he did and tell Cologne and Shampoo to get out of his life."

Looking alarmed, Yuka asked, "You don't think Ranma might go to China and do something to the Amazon village do you?"

Akane shook her head. "He's been talking about declaring a blood feud on the Amazon's, but I think he wants to use that as a threat, not actually do it. He's too honorable to hurt innocent people."

"That's a relief," signed Akane's classmate. "So what is your plan to become a futanari and how do I come into it."

The youngest Tendo explained, "I'm going to write letters to the Guide, the Amazon Council and to Prince Herb. I'm going to tell them what happened with the water. I'm not going to make it an accusation, but I am going to beg that they send me mixed man and girl waters so I can get a matching curse and Ranma and I can be happy together. I'm hoping that at least one of them will feel sorry for Ranma and me and send the waters."

At the other girl's nod, Akane continued, "Now for where you come into is this: The last time cursed water was sent to Ranma, my father signed for it and hid it away. He intended to use it as blackmail in case Ranma didn't agree to go through with the wedding."

"Oh, I get it," Yuka said. "You want to use my house as a mail drop. If any of those people do ship the water here, you are more likely to get it than if they send it to you at your house."

The brunette schoolgirl thought about it for a few moments. Finally she said, "I'll help you, but I have two conditions."

"Conditions?"

Nodding, Yuka said, "The first condition is this: If some of the water does get sent here, I want to be there when you use it. I want you to pour the water on yourself here, in my bathroom. I want you to be naked when you do it so I can watch how you change."

Considering that, Akane nodded. Since she and Yuka already saw each other naked and had sex together it didn't seem too bad. She said, "I can agree to that. What's the second condition?"

Grinning now, Yuka said, "Before I agree to help you with this, you have to promise that mine will be the first pussy you fuck with your new cock."

Akane's eyes widened in surprise. "You? But I wanted Ranma's pussy to be my first."

"You can still be Ranma's first, but I'll only agree to help if I'm your first," insisted Yuka.

A little unhappy, Akane still decided that it wouldn't be too big a sacrifice. A sudden inspiration hit. Akane asked, "I've got an idea. If I can talk Ranma into it, how about both you and she are there when I pour the water on myself. Then we can do a threesome. I can fuck your pussy and you can either suck Ranma off while I do that or she can fuck your ass."

"Oh, I like that idea!" The schoolgirl said, picturing the scene in her mind. "Yeah, you can fuck my pussy and Ranma can do my ass. Then after everybody comes the first time, you can fuck Ranma's pussy and I'll suck her off. Do you think you'll have any problem convincing Ranma to go along with it?"

With a grin, Akane replied, "I doubt it. Even if one of those people or groups sends a shipment of the water as soon as they get my letter, it would likely still take a month or more. I'll start working on Ranma right away. I'm sure I can have her convinced by the time any water arrives."

Akane paused and asked, "Are you sure you want to take Ranma up your ass? She's pretty big."

"How big?"

Akane held her hands out flat with the palms facing each other to indicate a length. "She's this long and this big around," she used her thumbs and forefingers to indicate thickness.

The other girl looked thoughtful. "That's pretty big. I've heard boys trying to claim they were that big."

"I've had her cock in my pussy," insisted Akane. "She really is that big. It's not so huge as some of the hentai cartoons I've seen, but toward the upper limit of what you might expect of a boy that age. Like I said, it looks huge on her petite girl's body. It was long enough that she pushed my cervix. If it had been any longer she might have actually pushed through into my womb."

Yuka nodded at that. "Ok, I'll practice with a dildo to get ready." She paused a moment then brought up a thought that occurred to her. "This plan of yours seems to depend on the idea that only one of the people you send letters to will respond by sending you back some of the water. What if more than one responds or if one sends enough water for more than one person?"

Akane blushed. "I've had some fantasies about that, but they're a little too perverted even for me."

"Oh, what were you thinking about?"

The youngest Tendo confessed, "I thought about using the water on my sisters and my Dad."

"Incest?" Yuka's grin was seriously lecherous. "That really is perverted. I like it. I'd bet your dad would be a really pretty dick girl, at least if she lost the mustache. But seriously, what would you do with the extra if you had some?"

Frowning, Akane asked, "I don't know, would you be interested?"

"Oh, no!" The other schoolgirl said, "I may read futanari manga and fantasize about being fucked by the cock of a dick girl, but that doesn't mean I want to be one myself."

"Spoilsport," Akane teased. "I'm sure Nabiki could find someone who would want to be a futa and pay big yen to get that water."

"What if she wants to take pictures of you and Ranma fucking and sell them on the internet?"

"Uh... I wouldn't like that." Akane shook her head. "I'll have to give it some thought. Hopefully she'd get enough money out selling the water that she won't need to do stuff like that. Or maybe I would have to use some of the water on her first. I don't even know if I'm going to get any dick girl water, so it's a little early to be making plans."

Yuka picked up the double dong and asked, "So, do you want to go again?"

Author's Note: Well, Ukyo has had her say and may still manage to stay a friend. Ranma's gotten some ammunition for his arguments to get the Amazon's to leave him alone. And Akane, that horny little pervert, has a plan.

The picture I start out this chapter with really conveys the feeling I was trying to give in this story. The pictures I used I downloaded from various websites. Most of the pictures I've found either show Ranma's futanari form with a ridiculously huge penis overly large breasts or both. If anyone reading this has artistic talent, I'd like to see more pictures of Ranma or other characters as dick girls. Or, you could email me with an address of a site (or sites) where I can find more such pictures. One picture that I think would be fun would show Akane in a lower corner of the picture with a thoughtful expression on her face with a thought balloon containing everyone from her fantasy in chapter 2 in dick girl form.

Story - Futanari Ranma Chapter 2

Futanari Ranma
A Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction
by Michael A. Ivins

Ranma, his family, friends and rivals are the property of Rumiko Takahashi. I get no money for writing this story. Mostly I just have some fun sharing the products of my imagination with others. I also do not own any of the characters from Manga (or is that doujin) Futa Club.

This chapter has LEMON content. If you find that sort of thing offensive, stop reading

Chapter 2
Dealing With the Change

Akane let go of Ranma's nipple and looked at the window of her room to see how late it was getting. The wedding had been scheduled for the early afternoon and it was now getting close to sunset. She said, "It's getting late. You'd better go get changed. Even if I'd love to have you stay here with me tonight, I don't think we should go public with the change in our relationship yet. For now just tell everybody that we were talking."

Ranma nodded but didn't get up. She gestured to the new addition to the anatomy of her girl form and asked, "Even if nobody else says anything, Pop's going to ask what the water did to me. What do I say about this?"

The black haired girl frowned. "What were you planning to say?"

"Planning?" Ranma shook her head. "You couldn't really say I was planning anything. I was just going to say I don't want to talk about it until I could think of something."

After a pause, she said, "When I hid in the bathroom, my thinking was more along the line of going on a training trip and never coming back. Either that or maybe committing seppuku. I was expecting people would be disgusted and not want me around. I never thought anyone would actually like what the cursed water did to me. My thought was something like finding a cave and becoming a hermit or something. You know, 'hide so nobody would have to see what kind of freak I'd turned into'. It was either run away or commit seppuku."

Hearing the pain in her lover's voice, Akane's expression turned sad. She patted Ranma's hand and said, "I'll stand by you even if nobody else does. I think for now it might be best if you stick with the plan of not talking about it. We need time to think about this and try to come up with a real plan. I have some ideas, but it might take some work to turn them into actual plans."

Ranma got up from the bed and retrieved her robe from the floor. She paused at the door of the room and said, "Ok, I'll wait. Please think really hard about it. If we can't come up with something, I may just have to leave on that training trip anyway."

Akane sighed and said, "If it comes to that I'll run away with you. We can change our names and pose as a married couple. Just please don't think any more about killing yourself."

Ranma unlocked the door and peeked out into the hall. Apparently, the rest of the family had gotten tired of standing around outside the door of Akane's bedroom. The area was currently deserted. She nodded and headed toward the stairs to change back to fully male in the bathroom.

As she got to the bottom of the stairs she could see things had gained a semblance of normalcy. Kasumi and Nodoka were off in the kitchen doing something together, while Genma and Soun were playing Shogi. Nabiki was watching TV.

When Ranma headed to the bathroom, the others noticed and Genma demanded, "What were you and Akane doing, boy?"

The redhead paused with frown on her face. That habit Genma's had of calling her "boy" regardless of what her gender of the moment was really irritating. She had tried to get him to call her by name more often, but that seemed hopeless. She said, "We were talking. Even you can't deny that we have a lot to talk about after what happened today."

Not liking Ranma's tone, the bald martial artist decided to let that pass. He really wanted to know what actually happened at the wedding. With a scowl on his face, Genma demanded, "Did that water actually do anything to you? Did the Guide send plain spring water without any magic?"

Ranma directed an angry glare at her father. Even with the current state of her emotions the younger martial artist was able to make an evasive answer. "It isn't just about the stupid water! It's about you organizing a wedding without telling me. It's about my best friend betraying me by throwing bombs during the wedding. It's about Shampoo trying to kill Akane. It's about Kodachi showing up in a wedding gown. It's about Kuno drawing live steel at a wedding."

She had moved closer to the men at the game table. "You were so confident that Akane and I would go along with it that you had to knock me out and dress me in my tux while I was unconscious. With the two of you jumping on even the slightest displays of affection as an excuse for a wedding, it's a miracle that Akane and me can still find any feelings for each other at all. If you want us to hate each other, you should just keep doing the same crap you've been doing."

Genma stood up, not noticing Soun re-arranging the game board while his attention was distracted. "Now see here boy..."

The redhead cut him off, "NO! I've had it with you two. If you want there to be any kind of chance for Akane and I to get together and stay together the two of you have to stop pushing. The way I feel about it right now, if Akane and I did get married tomorrow, we'd move to another city just to be away from you. At this point I don't care what happens to the dojo or the schools, I'd want no part in either."

Seeing her father about to begin his usual rant about honor and the joining of the schools, Ranma overrode him by talking louder, "Akane and I'd cut you out of our lives completely. We'd never call, never write, never visit, never even tell you where we'd gone. We'd never let you see your grandchildren if we have any. The next time you think about pushing us into another wedding before we tell you we're ready, think about that."

Soun and Genma both looked shocked. "You wouldn't," Soun asked. "The schools must be joined," Genma said.

"Try me," was Ranma's grim-voiced response. "Better yet, try us." She turned and resumed her walk to the bathing facilities.

As they watched Ranma's back retreating down the hall, Nodoka said from the door to the kitchen, "Dearest, Soun, perhaps it might be a good idea to hold off on any further efforts to get Ranma and Akane married for the present. I would hate to be denied access to my grandchildren when they are born. He sounds serious."

Soun nodded, for once actually thinking about the situation rather than simply erupting into tears. "Perhaps he just needs time to calm down from the events of today. The wedding and all the things that happened were stressful for all of us. It's only natural that Ranma and Akane feel angry. Give them some time. I'm sure they will come around and do what honor requires in time."

Genma may not have been the most intelligent man alive, but even he could see the wisdom in what his old friend was saying. He replied, "Perhaps you're right, Tendo. Pushing things now probably would be a mistake."

The elder Saotome man paused for a moment and asked, "Tendo, do you suppose the Jusenkyo guide was playing some kind of joke? Could that water he sent have been ordinary water after all? The boy looked just the same as always for his girl form."

With a frown, Soun answered, "There may have been nothing different that we could see, Saotome. The boy seems to think the water had some kind of effect. Otherwise, what was the reason for locking himself in the bathroom for two hours? Whatever it was, it's obvious that he doesn't want to talk about it right now. Perhaps that is something else we will have to wait for him to calm down for."

The long haired martial artists paused a moment, then said, "At least he was willing to talk to Akane. We should take that as a positive sign. Even though they didn't get married today, there is still hope for the future."

The bald martial artist nodded in acknowledgement of his friend's optimism but still frowned in thought. He couldn't get his mind off the water. "When we got some Instant Naniichuan it worked like a temporary cure. I can only think of two reasons for what happened today. Either that water isn't what the Guide told you it was in the letter or else the real, permanent, cursed water works differently from the instant."

Mr. Tendo shook his head. "Ranma will tell you when he's ready. Until then it's better not to worry about it. Have patience."

The Saotome patriarch shook his head and sighed. "It's easy for you to say 'have patience,' Tendo. You didn't just see your cure fail to work."

"At least let him sleep on it," advised the long haired martial artist. "The events of the day are still fresh in Ranma's mind. Tomorrow he may feel different."

Akane moved from the stairs where she had been listening and went back to her room. She was thinking about what Genma had said of the instant Naniichuan as opposed to the permanent water from the springs. It was true that she had seen Ranma and Genma get doused with the instant water and sit in the koi pond in celebration of their "cure." They had been so happy. Then it had started to rain and the two had changed into the usual cursed forms and both had started weeping.

The thought came to her that maybe the temporary curse was actually stronger than the permanent one. Maybe that was why it was able to replace the curse gained from the springs for a limited time. Was it possible that by being stronger that was also what caused the instant curse to be temporary? Did the stronger magic burn itself out or something? She didn't know enough about magic to really make a good guess.

She frowned as a thought occurred to her. If someone were under a temporary curse then doused with water from the locking ladle, would that lock the temporary curse and make it permanent as well? Getting Instant Jusenkyo curses was relatively simple, just buy the powder. It could be ordered by mail, phone or the internet. Even if getting the powder was easy, it might actually be easier to get the permanent curse water than to get the means to lock an instant curse.

The youngest of the Tendo daughters resolved to write a letter to the Jusenkyo Guide. Ranma was acting as if he assumed the guide knew what the water would do. It was a reasonable assumption, but might actually be unwarranted. If he didn't know then he might be made to feel bad or even guilty if he was told of Ranma's now mixed curse. If she worked it right, Akane might be able to play on that guilt to get him to ship her some of the two waters she wanted, and she knew she did want them.

With a mixture of Naniichuan and Nyaniichuan, Akane could become a futanari like Ranma. Unbidden a mental image came to her mind. The girl had at times shared the bath with her sisters and knew what each of them looked like when naked. In her mind she conjured up images of them and then imagined each of them with a hard cock added to their female anatomy.

That was fun to think about. It was just a fantasy after all. If she was just going to think about it, why not add in Ranma's mother. She was a beautiful woman who looked like an older, taller but less muscular version of Ranma's girl side. As a dick girl, she would probably look a lot like Ranma did now.

Who else could she add to the picture? She suddenly imagined her father nude. She had accidentally walked in on him in the bath a few times, so she knew what his lean musculature looked like. To the image in her mind she made changes. She widened the hips, added breasts and took away the mustache. Even without making any other changes to the face, she decided that her father would make a pretty attractive woman. With cock nearly a big as Ranma's, onna-Soun would make great dick girl.

While it was fun to fantasize about such things, Akane didn't know if something like that would actually be possible. Doing something like that to Genma wouldn't be possible because of the panda curse. The most that could be accomplished on him would be to turn him into a sort of panda-girl furry. She frowned and wondered if that could be a panda dick-girl furry.

As much fun as it was to think about, there seemed little likelihood it would ever happen. It seemed even less likely that the others in her family would even want to change in such a fashion. She might be able to work on the Jusenkyo Guide's guilt enough to get him to send enough man and girl waters to turn herself into a dick girl, but it seemed highly unlikely that she would ever get enough to change anyone else.

But wait, there was a problem with that idea. The Guide had sent water to the Tendo Dojo before and it had not reached its intended recipient. Soun had been the one to sign for the delivery and he had hidden away the cask of water rather than give it to Ranma, presumably in some sort of scheme to force Ranma into agreeing to wedding if he was resistant. Hiding the water had merely delayed Ranma's curse mixing so that his cursed form was a futanari.

That caused another thought to occur to Akane. What would have happened if Happosai had drunk the water as he had tried. Since the old freak was a man, albeit an old one, the water shouldn't have had any effect on him. There was the additional question if the water would work the same on the inside as it did on the outside. She didn't know how she could find out.

Anyway, considering the way her father had intercepted the water that was meant for Ranma, it would be best to have any other water sent to her go to an alternate address. Since her friend Yuka had been the one to introduce Akane to futanari comics, maybe she would be willing to help her friend become a real dick girl. The only thing she would have to do would be to let Akane have any water shipments sent to Yuka's house instead of the Tendo dojo.

Akane sat down on her bed with her mind buzzing with possible plans. Certainly the idea of doing to herself and all those others what had happened to Ranma would be rather extreme. It was probably better to just plan on changing herself. Then if the rest of the family rejected them, they could still run away together.

Downstairs Kasumi stepped out of the kitchen and announced, "Since the food for the wedding reception was destroyed, I have made a late dinner. I'm sure everyone is hungry."

From the hall leading to the bathroom, male Ranma's voice called out, "Did I hear someone say 'dinner'?"

Kasumi chuckled and said, "Yes, Ranma. You heard right."

They all went to the table. While they were eating Genma tried a little probing. "What happened, boy?"

Still annoyed at not being called by name, the young man frowned and replied, "A whole lot happened today. If you don't want an answer that takes an hour, could you narrow that down?"

"What do you think?" the older Saotome said in an irritated tone. "What happened with the water?"

The frown turned into a glare and Ranma said, "I don't want to talk about it." He glanced over at Akane, who gave him a tiny nod. He continued, "I need to think about it some more, figure some things out. Tomorrow after school, I'm gonna go talk to the old ghoul. I've got some questions to ask her and a few complaints to make as well."

"Complaints?"

"Yeah," Ranma agreed. "Like about how she's letting Shampoo run wild and putting people's lives in danger." He didn't say out loud that he wanted to find out if the old woman had known about mixing curses. If she did know, he wanted to demand why that information had not been shared with the male curse victims.

Genma frowned and asked, "And what questions did you want to ask?"

The pigtailed boy shrugged and said, "Well, it's not going to come as a surprise that she knows more than she's told us. I have to find out if she had knowledge in certain specific areas."

He paused in thought for a moment, then asked, "Hey, Mom? You're the head of Saotome Clan, aren't you?"

"Yes, dear," the auburn haired mother responded. "I was elected by the rest of the clan when Genma's absence left the position vacant."

The boy nodded. He asked, "Do you know how to declare a blood feud?"

Everyone looked alarmed at hearing the question. The Saotome matriarch replied, "No, I don't know, but I can find out. Who would we be starting a feud with?"

"The Amazons," was Ranma's answer. "Or if not the whole tribe, then with Shampoo's family. They've pulled way too much crap for it to go unchallenged. I'm not saying that we should declare a blood feud now. I'm just wanting to have that as an option in case Cologne isn't willing to back off."

Her manner grim, the older woman said, "Declaring a blood feud is a very serious matter. Are you sure that is a step you want to take?"

Ranma replied, "I know it's serious. I'm hoping that just the threat of it will be enough to get Shampoo and Cologne to leave me alone. But a threat that you aren't willing to carry out is nothing better than a bluff."

The older woman nodded. "There is truth to what you say. I will look into it."

"Thanks Mom. I really hope it doesn't come to that, but I want to be ready if it does."

Ranma finished his meal in silence, clearly deep in thought. Genma considered the conversation at the table and for once didn't try to badger the boy about it. If he was actually considering declaring a blood feud against the Amazons then it was almost certain that the so called marriage between the boy and Amazon girl was out the window. He had to admit that the girl's actions at the wedding warranted action but a blood feud seemed extreme.

What did this mean for the "relationship" with the okonomiyaki girl? She was as guilty of stepping beyond the bounds as the Amazon girl. She had also thrown bombs made of exploding food. Ranma hadn't mentioned declaring a blood feud on the Kuonji family. Maybe he was keeping that in reserve as well. Likely he would want to talk to the girl before doing anything. If only the boy didn't let his supposed friendship with the girl lead him into softening his stance on the matter. For now Genma approved of the direction the boy was taking and was not inclined to interfere.

After dinner the Ranma went into the dojo. He took with him a broom and dustpan. He was joined shortly by Akane and Kasumi. While they worked on cleaning up the mess, Ranma commented, "Nabiki should be here. This is at least partly her fault."

With an expression of disgust, Akane shook her head. "I can't imagine she'll want to get her hands dirty. She'll do stuff like put together the order for lumber to repair the building, but will leave the actual work to others. She's like that."

Kasumi advised, "Once we get the pieces of walls and ceiling cleared, we should concentrate on cleaning up the remains of the food from the reception. If that is left too long this place will start to smell really bad when the food spoils."

The others grunted in agreement and set to work. It was fairly late by the time they had the dojo cleaned up enough for Kasumi. She pronounced that they had done what they could for the present and the rest was a matter of carpentry. At least all of the food waste and scraps were disposed of and set out for regular garbage pickup. A lot more work was left, but at least it wouldn't stink.

When Ranma got to the guest room he found Genma already there. His father was in human form for a change. The older Saotome asked, "Son, are you sure about that blood feud with the Amazons? There are more of them than there are Saotomes."

Ranma frowned. He had to be honest about it. "No I'm not sure. I'm not even sure if I want to declare the feud on the whole tribe or not. I don't know that all of them are as bad as Shampoo and the Old Ghoul. In fact I think it's likely that they may even have some decent people in that tribe. It's just that we haven't met any of them."

He shook his head. "No, I just want that as a threat. I think it's far more likely that any feud that we start will be with the Old Ghoul's family and not the whole tribe. As it is I plan to put it out there as something to do if she and Shampoo don't agree to back off and leave me alone. If Shampoo keeps pushing and especially if she does anymore stuff like drugs, magic or taking hostages, then the feud is on. Especially if she takes hostages."

The older Saotome considered that. "So you plan the feud as a last resort contingency?"

Ranma nodded. "Yep. If she gets difficult, I will let the Old Ghoul know that I'm thinking of it."

The bald martial artist nodded. "That seems like sound tactics. I'll leave the matter in your hands then. Have you given thought to how you will deal with the Kuonji girl?"

Sighing, Ranma said, "I'll need to hear her side of the story. Since she at least was a friend, I owe her that much. If she can't give a good account of her actions and reasons for them, then the friendship is over and I'll have nothing more to do with her. If she wants to press on with that 'revenge' her father wanted, then I may need to pay a visit to her father and convince him that he needs to fight his own battles instead of getting his daughter to do it for him."

Considering his son's words, the elder Saotome said, "That sounds reasonable enough. What if the girl can convince you that she meant no harm?"

The boy said, "I'm still going to have to make it clear that friendship is all I ever wanted. When I told her that she's cute I wasn't trying to start a romance. I was just trying to pay a compliment to a friend. I was trying to tell her she should have no trouble getting a guy to be her husband. I didn't mean for me to be that husband."

"Why have you never told her this before?" demanded Genma.

"I tried," Ranma insisted. "I guess I got tongue-tied and couldn't say it in a way she wouldn't misunderstand. I'm more determined this time. I've got other reasons too, and I'm not going into them now."

"I see." Genma was silent for a moment. "For the path you are advocating, I will back you, if you need me. At present I think I might be more of a problem for you than a help. Neither of those girls thinks too highly of me."

That much was certainly true, but rather than risk the fragile sense of rapport he had with his father at the moment, Ranma decided wisely not to comment. He just said, "I have a lot to do tomorrow. Goodnight, Pop."

The older man grunted and lay down on his futon. Ranma shook his head and settled himself for sleep as well. It had been an emotionally draining day, one of incredible ups and downs.

As he lay on his futon, Ranma pondered what had happened with Akane. He had learned things about the tomboy that he had never suspected. The frustration over wanting sex with a dick girl and not being able to find one was somewhat understandable, but that didn't mean that the mallet was justified.

This was just so confusing. He hated turning into an even worse freak than he had been. Yet now Akane acted like she was fully on Ranma's side now and willing to face anything to stay with him. Or at least she seemed willing to face anything to spend time with the martial artist's cursed form. Ranma had long felt attracted to Akane, most especially when she smiled. That was one of the only reasons why he had put up with the girl's temper and penchant for using a mallet.

If Akane was to be believed, she had felt attracted to Ranma as well. It now turned out that the attraction was almost completely for his girl side but with a single bizarre exception. Now that the cursed water had added a copy of Ranma's penis to his cursed form, Akane claimed that she loved him... her... whatever, and lusted to have sex often with her.

Ranma had heard stories of celebrities and others who complained that they were wanted only for their bodies. The fact that Akane had said she only wanted sex with Ranma in cursed form suggested something similar. Was Akane's attraction to Ranma solely because of the physical attributes of his cursed form? Still it was better than being reviled as a freak.


Author's Note: Akane has revealed herself to be more of a pervert than she ever accused Ranma of being. Will she succeed in getting the water to change herself as she wants? Will Ranma resort to declaring a blood feud with the Amazons? Stay tuned.

The picture I attached to this chapter is closer to how I imagine Ranma's futanari form than the one I used in chapter one, at least in the area of the genitals. The nipple rings are solely the idea of the artist. I downloaded this and the previous picture from various sites on the 'web. Would anyone like to create art specifically for this story?