Futnari Ranma

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.


In the Nerima Ward of the city of Tokyo, Japan there lay the home of the Tendo family. Near to the house there stood a dojo, a martial arts training hall. In the past the training hall had been used to teach students the principles of martial arts most specifically the Anything Goes School.

Earlier in the day the training hall had been put to another use. There had been an attempt to join Saotome Ranma and Tendo Akane in the bonds of holy matrimony and there had been plans for a reception after the ceremony. That attempt failed but not due to cold feet on the part of either bride or groom.

It was true that both Ranma and Akane had reservations about getting married now. Neither of them felt ready. However, when they found themselves faced with all of the preparations they decided that they would go through with it. Both felt that they loved each other, even if they still did have some problems. They strongly hoped they would be able to work out those problems as time went on.

The couple knew they had strong feeling for each other and so they had decided not to fight the wedding that had been planned and set up without anyone consulting them. They should have known that even in this that things would not go according to plan. Ranma we like a living embodiment of "Murphy's Law." Things could have gone wrong and did so in disastrous ways.

Not helping things was the fact that Akane's sister Nabiki was also against the wedding. It wasn't that she believed that her sibling and the martial artist didn't have genuine feelings for each other, she just didn't believe either of them was mature enough to get married yet. If they were to have a child or more than one, they were definitely not mature enough to handle that.

There were other issues involved as well. Upon the marriage of the heir of the Tendo School of Anything Goes Martial Arts with the heir to the Saotome School, the pair were to inherit the Dojo. However, because both bride and groom were under age they couldn't run the school themselves. That would mean an adult such as Ranma's father would have to be in control. Such an eventuality would be an unmitigated disaster.

Genma Saotome was a good enough martial artist, but was greedy and lazy. Nabiki was reasonably sure that the bald man had little or no appreciation of how to run a business, not like Nabiki did. If Ranma and Akane were married now, it seemed a safe bet that Genma would run the dojo into the ground even more than it was already and likely get both Saotome and Tendo families thrown out of their homes because of the debts Genma was likely to incur.

The wrecking of the wedding was not terribly difficult to accomplish. All Nabiki had to do was to send out a few extra invitations. In truth she wasn't even sure it would have been necessary as it is likely the extra guests would have found out and showed up anyway.

Not even Nabiki had been expecting the level of mayhem that had happened at the wedding attempt. What she had been hoping for was for the priest to come to part where he said, "If anyone present knows any reason why these two should not be joined, speak now or forever after hold your peace." Then the fiances and rivals could say their reasons.

What actually did happen was total chaos. The dojo was wrecked, people's lives, or least their safety was put in jeopardy. Kuno had drawn a real steel sword, Ukyo and Shampoo had been throwing bombs made of exploding food. Ranma's mother had been put in danger. It would likely that the repairs alone would cost as much or more than all of the money Nabiki would get from selling the wedding presents.

What was the worst of all of it was an innocent looking cask of water. The Jusenkyo guide had sent it. The note attached said it was supposed to be a wedding gift for Ranma in gratitude for what he had done in taking down Saffron, the Phoenix King. Some gift. What it had actually done, Nabiki was not sure, but she had suspicions. Ranma was now locked in the bathroom, refusing to let anyone else in and likewise refusing to talk to anyone.

The martial artist in question was sitting on one of the stools, staring at the mirror. Ranma was in cursed form and making a careful study of the changes that had been wrought by the Naniichuan water. It was supposed to be a cure. Ranma, Genma, Ryoga and Mousse had fought over the cask as if it had been. At the time all of them had believed that the water would be a cure for the curse that plagued them.

Gazing at the reflection, Ranma whispered, "Someone lied to all of us, maybe a lot of people lied."

She sighed. At least she could still change to normal with hot water. She knew that because she had tested it. The trouble was with what cold water turned her into. Ranma frowned as she wondered if there was a pronoun that indicated one was both male and female. She wasn't sure that her cursed form could properly be called a "she" anymore. Was there a pronoun that indicated both genders at once? Maybe something would have to be invented. For now she would use the feminine pronouns because her cursed form looked mostly female.

She thought back to the wedding, so short a time ago. Soun had brought out the cask of Naniichuan. It had been sent by the Jusenkyo guide and was supposedly only enough for one person. When it became known what was in the cask, every Jusenkyo cursed male at the wedding had been trying to claim it for their exclusive use.

The cask had changed hands several times until Happosai, believing it contained sake, grabbed it and prepared to drink the whole thing. Akane had been in position and had leapt up and punted the cask, yelling, "Ranma, catch!"

The cursed boy had tried to catch it, but the cask had hit him in the head and broken open, drenching him. If the water in the cask had worked as everyone had expected it to, Ranma would have become permanently male. What did happen was not visible to the guests at the wedding, but Ranma had felt it. He had turned into the redhead that had become familiar to all at the drenching. Those watching believed that the water had done nothing at all, other than to activate his curse like any normal, unmagical water would do.

Ranma knew different for she had felt a change. The difference in her cursed form was something that was hidden by the tuxedo she had been wearing. She had been too busy to really do anything other than try to deal with the insanity. It was true that the other curse victims had all frozen in place for a moment when Ranma had gotten wet and yet had still changed to female. Others of the guests were less impressed by the lack of visible change.

Eventually the combative guests had been subdued and ejected from the property. By that time the damage was done and the wedding was ruined. There was no marriage to celebrate and there was a horrendous mess to clean up. It was only after peace had been restored that Ranma retreated to the bath room to get out of the tuxedo and verify whether or not she had suffered the kind of change she thought she had.

Gazing into the mirror at the reflection of her nude body, most specifically at the groin area, she whispered, "I'm a freak." Not that changing sex with hot or cold water wasn't freakish, but now she was even more of a freak that ever.

Her musings were interrupted by the sound of a fist pounding on the door. Akane's voice called out, "Ranma, open the door! Other people want to use the bath, you know. So what if you still change into a girl? You're used to that by now. You aren't locked as a girl are you?" That last was spoken with some concern in the tone.

Ranma shook her head. She called out, "You don't understand anything, Akane. No I'm not locked, but I still did change."

There was a pause before Akane went on in a less strident tone. "Alright, it's true. I don't understand what happened. Make me understand; explain it to me. Maybe I could help you."

Ranma practically growled, "If I try to tell you what happened you'll call me a pervert and flatten me. You're the last person I want to tell. It was bad enough when I just changed into a girl, but now I can't ever get married. You won't want me, no one would."

There was silence for a moment. Finally Akane said, "Ranma, I promise to listen. I won't hit you if all you do is talk. Please, I want to understand what happened to you. Maybe we didn't get married today, but that doesn't mean we never will. I care about what's happened to you."

The cursed martial artist digested that for a moment. She had spoken of her love for Akane during the fight at Jusendo. She was pretty sure she still felt that way. She was also sure that she would never be able to act on that feeling because of the change that had happened to her. Akane would have to be told at some point and the telling wouldn't get any easier for waiting to do it.

She glanced at the tub. The water had cooled some but was still warm enough to change her back to her birth form. She considered changing before opening the door, but decided against it. She might have to demonstrate what the cursed water had done to her. She grabbed a robe and wrapped it around herself before going to the door.

Akane was in the hall, waiting. She had gotten out of the beautiful wedding gown and was now dressed in the casual clothes. From her expression it was plain that she was worried about Ranma. Nabiki and most of the rest of the family was just a short way down the hall ready to listen to every word spoken.

Ranma glared at them and said, "The dojo is a wreck, but it's still more private than here. Let's go out there."

Akane glanced at the others. "Won't they find out eventually?"

"Yeah, eventually." She sighed. "Since you almost became my wife today and all that we mean to each other, you deserve to know. They can wait."

They went out to the dojo. When they had cleared debris from a space on the floor and sat, Ranma closed her eyes. Akane looked at that and asked, "Ranma, what...?"

The cursed martial artist held up a hand to indicate she should wait. After a few moments she opened her eyes and said, "I used my ki to find the microphones that Nabiki had planted and destroy them. If we talk quietly, nobody listening at the door should be able to hear what we say."

Akane scowled for a moment. "I suspected that sis had the place wired for sound."

Ranma nodded. Her manner was serious. "While I was hiding in the bathroom, I was thinking about a lot of things. One of them was the Jusenkyo guide. If I find out that he knew what that cask of water would do to me I'm going to look him up and give him a beating."

Now shocked, Akane demanded, "Why would you do that? He was trying to help you by sending that cask of water."

"Was he?" Ranma demanded. "He's been the guide at the springs for a long time. The only people likely to know more about the springs and the curses would be the Amazons who have been living near the springs for thousands of years. If anyone should know what that water would do to me, it's him."

The black haired girl shook her head. "I don't understand. What did the water do to you?"

Ranma shook her head. "I can't just say it, I have to set it up properly."

Akane looked confused, but gestured for her fiance to go on.

"Everyone has been assuming that one Jusenkyo curse will replace whatever curse you might already have," Ranma explained. "Like if Shampoo got splashed with Nyaniichuan water she'd go back to being a full-time girl or if I got Naniichuan I'd be a guy all the time."

Akane nodded. That was what everybody had assumed. That was why the cask of water had seemed so precious.

Ranma frowned. "When I was locked in the bathroom I tried to reason it out. I wondered if getting a human curse would be the same thing as a cure. Would one really be without a curse or would they still have a curse but with a cursed form the same as their birth form. The end result would be no curse that you could see, but they would probably still have the magic on them."

With another shake of her head, Ranma said, "The curses don't work that way. We've seen proof of it, but none of us ever took the time to reason out what it meant. If the curses worked the way we thought, then Pantyhose Taro would turn into an octopus with cold water."

"Huh?" Confused, Akane demanded, "What are talking about?"

"Bear with me," Ranma begged. "For Naniichuan to be a cure, the man curse would have to replace the girl curse. If that's how the curses worked, Taro wouldn't look like the mess he is now. The octopus curse didn't change him into an octopus, it added tentacles to the cursed form he already had."

This was starting to sound like a more serious situation that Akane has suspected it was. Grasping at straws, she said, "How do you even know that was really Naniichuan water? Maybe somebody substituted plain tap water."

The redhead's expression was sad. "I know because I did change. Something was added to this form. You didn't see during the wedding because it was covered by the tux I was wearing and now by this robe."

She looked down at the floor for a moment before saying, "To explain this we will get into areas that you consider perverted. Please remember your promise to not hit me if all I do is talk about it."

After thinking about how to phrase it she finally said, "I guess you know my friends Hiroshi and Daisuke are kind of perverted, right?"

Akane frowned and said, "Everybody in the whole school knows that. Although mostly that's just in how they talk and the mangas they read. I've never heard of them doing more than talk to suggestively to girls."

With a nod, the cursed martial artist said, "It's the mangas that I want to talk about. In some of them it shows what are called futanari. Americans call them 'dick girls.' These are girls that look completely normal with their clothes on and usually are really beautiful and well built." She made a gesture at her breasts.

She went on, "When the girls in those stories take their clothes off (they do that a lot in those stories) you see that between their legs they have the normal girl stuff, but they also have a complete set of male sex organs as well. I don't know what the medical name is for that sort of thing."

Her eyes going wide, Akane asked, "Are you saying that you...?"

Silently, Ranma nodded. She clenched her eyes shut and braced herself to be hit. She felt sure that Mallet-Sama, the famed "pervert basher," was about to make an appearance. When no attack materialized, she opened one eye and looked at Akane.

The youngest Tendo daughter seemed to have a series of emotions warring for dominance on her face. Outrage and anger were there, to be sure, but there were also flashes of curiosity and excitement. If she didn't know better, Ranma could almost swear that Akane was turned on by the idea.

After a while of this Akane seemed to get herself under control and her expression turned neutral. She finally said, "Do you expect me to accept this without some proof?"

"Proof?" Ranma wasn't sure she could believe what she was hearing. "You don't want to bash me for being a pervert?"

Still keeping her expression carefully controlled, Akane finally said, "Just having male equipment added to your female form doesn't make you any more perverted than you were before. It's what you do with it that determines that. I still would like proof that that is what happened to you."

Looking seriously confused, Ranma said, "Proof would be easy enough. All I'd have to do would be open this robe and show you. In the past if I ever exposed myself you would scream 'pervert' and bash me."

The youngest Tendo let out a huge sigh and said, "I promised I wouldn't hit you if you just talked about things. I'll extend that promise to cover you doing things that I ask you to do. I just want to verify if you are telling the truth."

Ranma looked doubtful, but she complied with the request. She untied the knot at her waist and opened the flaps of the robe. She repositioned herself so her groin area was more easily visible. The redhead couldn't help a flinch and shut her eyes as Akane in leaned closer to get a better look.

The black haired girl looked and confirmed what she had been told. Ranma's breasts had lost none of their firmness or size. Her body was still as lean and athletically muscled as always. Her legs were well muscled. Between those legs she still had a properly female vagina. It seemed as if that particular organ had moved a trifle lower on her body to make room for what had been added.

Above the vagina was a large male penis, complete with a scrotum that hung so that it partially covered the top end of the her vagina. On the occasions that Akane had walked into the bath when Ranma had been in there she had seen his penis. She had even seen it erect. It had seemed large, she suspected larger than average. The organ that now hung from the petite girl's groin was enormous by comparison and positively gigantic on Ranma's petite girl body. Indeed, it hung halfway down her thigh.

Ranma had her eyes closed again, but when no attack was forthcoming, she opened her eyes again. Akane didn't look angry or disgusted, she looked totally fascinated. She had been leaning in almost close enough for Ranma to feel her breath on her exposed organs. Akane had one hand outstretched as if she wanted to reach out and touch.

The redhead couldn't help herself. The sight was so sexy that her cock began to stir. Before it could reach a full erection, Akane sat back and said, "You can cover yourself. I'm sorry to put you through that, but I had to be sure. "

The dark haired girl seemed to think furiously for a few moments. Finally she said, "Take a little time to calm yourself down. I want you to come to my room. I have something there I want to show you. Uh... when we get there could you do that thing to kill the microphones? I'm pretty sure Nabiki has my room wired too."

Ranma frowned. Akane was acting really different today. Maybe it was the whole wedding thing or maybe something else. "Sure, Akane. That wouldn't be hard at all."

Even though the rest of the family had been at the door of the dojo, the two had been talking quietly enough that nobody had been able to hear them. Fortunately none of them had been bold enough to open the door and look inside.

Akane led the way. As they passed by Nabiki, Akane said to her, "You know, instead of trying to listen in on other people's conversations, you might try to clean up some of the mess your interference caused. You could also start putting together an order for the materials we'll need from the lumber yard to fix the damage. By the way, how are we going to pay for that?"

The brown haired girl shrugged. "By selling the wedding presents we should get enough to cover the repairs." She didn't mention that she had spoken to Kuno's lawyers who were willing to pay for the repairs in full. What the rest of the family didn't know wouldn't hurt her.

Akane just humphed and led Ranma back to the house. Shortly they were in Akane's room. The Tendo girl closed and locked the door behind her. When she did that Ranma again did the trick of using her ki to search out all of the microphones. She fed a little bit of her energy to each of them and that had the effect of burning them out without an explosion or causing a fire.

When Ranma assured her they had privacy, Akane got a sheepish expression. After a moment she went to her closet and from someplace inside pulled out a small pile of manga style comics. She said, "I have a confession to make. All the time I've been giving you grief over being a pervert, I've been sort of a closet pervert myself. I never thought that I would ever meet someone who embodied the thing I'm most aroused by."

She handed one of the comics to Ranma. The cursed martial artist looked at the magazine and studied the picture on the cover. The title was "Futa Club" and the picture showed three girls wearing what looked like blue school bathing suits. One of them was being embraced by another one from behind. The one in front looked like a normal enough girl, while the one who was hugging her had clearly visible on her suit the outline of a hard male cock.

Ranma opened the comic and flipped pages, seeing many drawings of girls with dicks fucking each other as well as fucking the one normal girl who didn't have a cock. The images in the comic were sufficiently arousing that the redheaded girl's cock stiffened and pushed between the flaps of her robe to extend out into the room. When that happened Ranma flinched and nearly dropped the manga.

Akane assured her, "Don't worry, I'm not going to hit you. What do you think of it?" She gestured at the magazine.

Ranma honestly answered, "It's really hot. I would never have believed you would be into this kind of stuff."

Akane came up beside Ranma and pointed, telling her, "The one normal girl in the club is named Akane. In the story she joined the club so she could 'service' the regular members. When Yuka and Sayuri first told me about these comics, that was what caught my attention. After I borrowed a copy of the first issue, I went out and got my own copy and then got the rest of the series. I even got more from other stories. There is just something about the image of a girl with a hard cock that I find incredibly arousing."

Before Ranma could think to comment on that, she noticed Akane tugging at the end of the sash on her robe. In a moment her robe opened and all of her assets were on display. The expression on Akane's face was not one of anger, or disgust, it was pure lust. She pulled on the collar of the robe and the redhead let it slide down her arms to fall in a pile behind her, leaving her completely nude. No longer hesitant, Akane reached down and wrapped her hand around the organ jutting from Ranma's groin.

Akane's hand couldn't close completely around the hard organ she was now holding. It was too big to completely grip. She got enough of a grip that she began stroking her hand up and down the length. After doing that for a few moments, she stopped and let go. She quickly stripped off her own clothes and flung them to the far corners of her room.

Now Akane dropped to her knees in front of Ranma and gripped her cock in both hands, moving them up and down over most of the length. She had a little difficulty getting her mouth open far enough to get the head of that huge organ into her mouth, but managed it while licking and sucking. The head of girl Ranma's cock was too big to fit into her throat, but Akane pushed her mouth down as far as she could.

Considering that the only sex Ranma had engaged in was masturbation and some dreams, the young Tendo was soon rewarded with a huge flood of semen into her mouth. She tried valiantly to swallow it all, but there was too much, to fast and some of it ended up dripping out her mouth and off her chin onto the floor by Ranma's feet.

Rubbing a hand over her mouth and chin to wipe off the dripping cum, Akane commented, "I love it. It even tastes sweet."

Shaking her head, Ranma said, "I can't believe you did that. I thought you were scared of guys, hated them."

A smile on her face now, Akane explained, "I do hate guys, but you're not a guy right now. The sight of a stiff dick could terrify me. At least a man or boy's stiff dick could frighten me. Somehow the image of a hard cock on a girl was so incredibly arousing, I was almost tempted to try sex with another girl who was using a strap on dildo. That's when I first saw one of these manga. You could say I got a little obsessed with the idea of having sex with a girl who had a cock."

She frowned and said, "Then you came along. On the one hand you had the cock but on a male body. On the other you have that gorgeous female body that is enough to make boys and even some girls drool over you. I kept trying to picture what you would look like in the female body but with a hard cock. It was frustrating enough that I got mad at you."

Stroking the slightly softened dick, she said, "I'm sorry I took my frustrations out on you. You were saying that now you are like this, no one would want you. You're wrong about that. Now that you have a cock on your female form, I want you very much. I want you like this more than I ever wanted your male form."

When she had stroked Ranma's cock back to full stiffness, Akane stood up. She stepped toward the bed and begged, "As big as you are, I know the first time will hurt, but I want it. I want you to fuck me with your enormous cock. I want you fuck me with it today and tomorrow and maybe forever. Since the wedding was such a disaster, maybe we could elope. I don't want you ever getting away from me."

Ranma frowned a little. "The way you are talking, I'd almost think you'd like me to be stuck this way."

Sitting down on the bed, Akane answered, "I wouldn't mind if you were, but I know how much you prefer your male form. I wouldn't ask you to give it up. Besides it might be hard to get married to you if you were permanently a girl, even a girl with a cock. I would only ask that you be in this form for any kind of sex games."

Akane lay down and spread her legs in clear invitation. Before Ranma could move between those legs, Akane said, "Since this form of yours also has a pussy, I'd like to ask if you ever thought about what it would be like to have a cock pumping into it?"

Standing at the end of the bed, Ranma made a theatrical shudder. "I've thought about it and the idea always scared me. Why, do you know some guy you'd like to see fucking me?"

With an amused expression, Akane said, "Not a guy. I was just wondering what it would be like to get some Instant Naniichuan and Nyaniichuan powders and mix them. I would hope that by doing that I could also, at least temporarily, become a 'dick girl' and be the first one to try the pussy of your current form."

Opening her mouth to protest, Ranma caught herself. She was forming a mental image of the scene and found that it was not nearly as frightening or disgusting as the thought of having a man thrust his organ into her pussy. If Akane were to use the powders to acquire a cock to add to her current body, the idea was strangely... exciting. She said, "Actually, I don't think I find that idea so terrible as doing it with a guy."

Akane grinned. She and Ranma had gotten off to a rocky start, but now she felt like they would be able to get along quite well. With this most recent change in her fiance she felt that Ranma was now exactly what she had been wanting for a long time. She said, "We can talk about it more later. For now, shut up and fuck me."

The redhead grinned as she got up on the bed and moved into position. The reservations she'd had about the marriage to Akane were growing less. It would seem that Akane truly did love her and actively desired sex with her as well.

Author's Note: I've read so many stories (and even written some) where Ranma was told about the curses mixing and feeling so relieved that he wasn't turned into a hermaphrodite by the Naniichuan water at the wedding. I had to wonder how things would have turned out if Ranma had been splashed and changed in that manner.

Being something of a sucker for a happy ending, I decided to write Akane as having a futanari fetish. If anyone reading this has also read my story, "I'm the Mother and the Father?" you will know that when I first posted that, all there was to it was the first chapter. Reviews I got suggested ways to continue the story.

As things stand, what you see here is all I've got on this concept. One possible avenue I have thought of involves Akane getting splashed with mixed Naniichuan and Nyaniichuan waters (permanent curse) and turning into a hermaphrodite herself. Exactly how to bring that about and where I want to go from there are matters that will require more thought.

I would welcome any comments, opinions and especially suggestions on where I could go with this concept. I feel I need to apologize to my readers for taking the time to write this up instead of working on another chapter of "Soul Divide" or "Paternity of a Princess." Sometimes I get an idea in my head and I can't do anything else until I get it written down.