Magic_I: December 2010

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Nodoka’s Lessons – A Ranma One Half Fanfic
By Michael A. Ivins

Ranma, along with his family and friends are the property of Rumiko Takahishi and I use them without permission. I am creating this story mainly for my own amusement and hopefully the entertainment of others. I’m doing it for fun and make no money off it, so please don’t sue me.

Chapter 7
Changes

The following day Ranma, Akane and Nodoka went to visit Toshi at his hotel. When they went into his room they found he was deep in study with books strewn all over the bed. He had returned to his male form. He told them, “I’m researching how to return your libido back to normal levels. Did you have a question for me?”

Nodoka told him, “Yes, but first we want to tell you something about your uncle. I know you don’t like him because he has always been cold toward you. I think after you hear what he did to Ranma and to me, you’ll like him even less.”

Quietly he nodded and set his book aside as the two Saotomes gave the condensed versions of their stories. When they were finished he declared, “I’ll turn him into a mouse and feed him to my sensei’s pet snake. He’s scum and deserves to be punished.”

Nodoka shook her head. “I have another idea for his punishment. You were saying you already know how to change the curse template, right?”

The sorcerer agreed, “Yeah. That’s what I meant when I said I’d turn him into a mouse.”

The elder Saotome reasonably pointed out, “When he died wouldn’t that end the curse and turn his body back into a human?”

“Oh, that’s right. It would kill the snake. Sensei’s had the snake a long time and would be upset if she died.”

The Saotome mother asked, “Do you know how to lock a person in cursed form?”

“Compared to changing the template, that’s easy. What did you have in mind?”

She grinned her evil grin. “I was thinking you go ahead and change Genma’s curse template to a woman as you planned then lock her in that form.”

The sorcerer considered that. “Doesn’t seem like much of a punishment.”

Ranma said, “Trust me, he… she will hate it. It’s one thing to try it as an experiment or to do it as an alternative to being a panda, but being stuck that way, it will be a punishment. I was thinking you could leave the boosted libido in place so she will crave being fucked. As macho as he is, as much as he puts women down, he’ll hate that too.”

“I wonder,” mused Nodoka. “Is there a way the fertility of Genma’s female body could be increased so Soun could get her pregnant?”

Toshi got up and grabbed a book from the bed. He leafed through it for a moment before coming to a section he remembered. “Yes, this section right here tells how to do that. It’s a potion, not a spell, although there is an enchantment on the potion to boost its effectiveness. He would have to drink it while in female form.”

The sorcerer paused a moment. “Auntie, remind me never to get you mad at me.”

Nodoka inclined her head in a mock bow.

The sorcerer bowed his head in return. “Then we will do that. Normally a woman, even as a cursed form, has to have at least one period before she is fertile and capable of getting pregnant. Her first period is part of a girl’s experience of puberty. The potion will plant an egg in the wall of Genma’s uterus right away and bypass the menstrual period. She’ll be ready to get pregnant within an hour of drinking the potion.”

He continued, “Changing the templates won’t be that much of a problem but I have to plot out the exact changes and put them in the proper spell language. It would take a few days. I still have to dispose of Happosai’s body. I can change Ranma’s trigger from water to will power right now.”

That was a surprise. Ranma asked, “Now?”

Toshi nodded. “I told you I already knew how from what I did on myself. Since your cursed form is already a human I can do that right away. I’ve done this for a few other Jusenkyo victims. An odd effect I’ve found out about is for people with animal curses. People can learn to change from human to animal at will, but still need hot water to change back to human. I don’t know why that is.”

A thought occurred to Ranma. “Is there a magic way to change clothes when I change forms?”

The sorcerer frowned in thought. “There are ways but they all require magical artifacts that I don’t have access to right now. What I can do is teach you how to use the magic subspace pocket. After I change your template you won’t be using the pocket to store body mass and you can keep a change of clothes there. Then you could change clothes using your chestnut fist speed. Not the best solution, but one that should work for you.”

Thinking about it Ranma speculated, “I suppose I’d have to find someplace private to change. Shouldn’t be too big a problem.”

Toshi said, “A word of advice – don’t buy any more girl’s clothing right now. What you have now isn’t going to fit after I change your template. I could give you only approximate measurements for your new body. It’s better to wait and get measured after the change.”

The sorcerer pulled out a folded piece of stiff fabric and placed it on the floor. As he unfolded it he explained, “Hotels get upset with me when I use my magic chalk to mark up their carpets. This stuff is coated so I can mark it and erase as needed.”

When he had marked a spell circle on the fabric Ranma stepped into the middle and let Toshi complete the gaps in the design. The sorcerer then read from a scroll he had made himself. Ranma felt the same kind of tingle that usually came with the change in forms. The sensation continued for a moment then subsided.

With his toe the sorcerer erased a portion of the outer circle of the design and said, “You can come out of there now.”

When Ranma was out of the circle Toshi used a sponge to wipe the design off. He then told Ranma, “Ok. I’ve told you what you need to do. Let’s see if you can do it.”

Ranma stood and pictured his female form and executed the little push of will power that had been described to him. There was the tingle and the look of people and things getting taller around her. Pants that had been drawn tight around his waist now hung loosely on her hips. She flipped her pigtail around and confirmed it was now red.

She then pictured her male form and again pushed with her will power. The reverse change worked. The clothing now fit and the pigtail was black.

Toshi told Ranma, “You’ll want to practice changing until it takes no great concentration.”

Ranma agreed to practice. He asked, “Can I talk to you in private for a moment?”

Nodoka asked, “What’s going on, son?”

He promised, “I’ll tell you later.”

The two men stepped into the hall. Ranma said, “I didn’t want to talk about this in front of Akane. This about that friend I said I wanted to get their curse template changed. I know that Taro probably likes his curse because of the strength and power it gives him. Plus he can fly in that form and he likes that.”

“Did you have someone else in mind?”

Ranma nodded. “I have a friend who fell into the spring of Drowned Piglet. He hates the curse even if he does turn into this really cute little pig. He’s gotten hooked up with this lady pig farmer who actually likes his curse. I’d like to offer him the chance to change it to a girl curse.”

Toshi was confused. “Why wouldn’t you want Akane to know about this?”

The cursed martial artist explained, “When I first found about his curse, I promised Ryoga on my honor that I would never reveal the fact that he was cursed to anyone. Not long after that Akane found him and adopted him as her pet and named him P-Chan. He’s slept in her bed, watched her change clothes and listened as she told him all of her secrets. He’s too shy to try anything with her but she would be furious if she found out about it.”

The sorcerer considered this. “You are hoping to get his curse changed without Akane ever learning that he was her pet?”

“Yeah,” Ranma affirmed. “We could tell her that he just got the girl curse and she need never know he was ever P-Chan.”

Thoughtfully, Toshi said, “In a way, it wouldn’t even be a lie. Changing into a girl would be new to him.”

Ranma said, “I won’t lie for him about it, but he could tell Akane he got lost and wandered into Jusenkyo valley. He’s done it before.”

Looking puzzled, Toshi asked, “How could he get lost in Japan and end up in China? There’s a body of water in between.”

With a shrug Ranma said, “He does that kind of thing all the time. There are some people who’ve said he must spontaneously teleport to other continents. He’s been from Japan to America, Europe and Africa all without ever getting on a boat or plane.”

Toshi’s eyebrows went up as he contemplated that. “That’s an interesting ability.”

Ranma shook his head. “For him it’s more like a curse. You could only call it an ability if he had control over it. It also runs in the family so his father gets lost too. And before you ask, he’s tried compasses and GPS gadgets and they don’t work for him.”

“Well, that’s… different.” The sorcerer rested a knuckle on his chin as he thought about the problem. “I can easily change his curse template from pig to girl. I don’t know about the directional curse. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of anything like it before.”

The young martial artist said, “I’d say for now to concentrate on fixing what you know how to do. His directional curse is rare. I’ve only ever heard of his family having the condition.”

Toshi nodded. “Ok, I’ll put off researching the directional curse until later. Come on. Get Akane and your Mom. Let’s go get dinner in the restaurant downstairs.”

Ranma got his mother and fiancé and they went downstairs.

One week later a small gathering of people was met at small warehouse that Toshi had rented. All of the family had wanted to be there to watch, but Toshi had told them that it was better if only the people being worked on were present. Thus it was that the only people there were Toshi, Ranma, Genma and Ryoga.

The rest stood back while Toshi placed a plain mortuary urn in the center of a spell circle on the floor. When she had the urn in place she used her chalk to close the circle. She seated herself and placed talismans on the floor next to her. She used a small butane lighter to light candles around the circle. Finally she hung an amulet around her neck. When all of those preparations were complete she began to chant.

None of those watching could recognize even one word of the language being used. As the chanting continued there seemed to be a small cloud of fog or mist that gathered around the urn, obscuring it from view. The mist seemed to have streaks of green, red and blue running through it. The lights in the room dimmed but didn’t go out.

While they watched there seemed to be an electric discharge come off the urn. The sparks caused a distinct “zapping” sound. After a moment that subsided but the urn began to glow, lighting up the mist cloud with a red radiance. As they watched the mist pulled away from the urn into two separate clouds. One of them had the shape of a man while the other looked decidedly demonic.

As the mist condensed until it looked almost solid, the blue haired sorceress held up her amulet and shouted something in the arcane language. The demonic shape stood as though trying to fend off an attack with his hands. When Toshi shouted again there was silent detonation of light and the demonic form of mist seemed to dissipate.

The human shape of mist could be recognized as a younger image of Happosai. That figure gave a gentle smile and nodded to the sorcerer in gratitude. Then his form also dissipated but without the explosion of light.

Toshi turned to the others and bowed slightly. She picked up a backpack and started to put her paraphenalia into it. She explained what they had just witnessed. “I have banished the demon spirit back to the plane where it came from. It will be unable to return to this plane for at least a century. The human spirit of Happosai has been freed to go on to the afterlife.”

She stood up and took a deep breath. “That was a bit tiring. That damn little demon was fighting me.”

Ranma said, “If you’ll be too tired, maybe you should wait to change templates some other day.”

The sorceress left the circle marks in place but erased the symbols that were around it. As she marked new symbols she said, “No, it’s not a problem. This part of things doesn’t take any time. As long as I’m not trying to make the template look like your birth form there won’t be any resistance. Ranma, your change will be the easiest because I’m just adding to the existing template.”

Ranma walked into the circle and waited for Toshi to finish the design. He was wearing his usual black pants and red shirt and was barefoot. He had been instructed to be in birth form because the template couldn’t be worked on while it was active.

Toshi once again seated herself on the floor. She picked up the drawing she had made of Ranma’s new female form and gently placed it on the spell circle in a section that had been prepared for it. She was careful in doing so that she didn’t scuff any of the markings.

Toshi explained, “I’m doing Ranma first because his is the easiest. He starts out with a human template. That’s also why I was already able to give him the ability to change at will. After I finish with him I can teach that other technique to you others. You will need some time changing with water before I can to that. About a month should do it. Another reason to do Ranma first is that I am using his girl template as the basis for the changes I am making to the templates of you others.”

Ryoga nervously asked, “I’m not going to end up looking like Ranma’s girl side am I?”

The sorceress chuckled. “No, Hibiki-san, you will look like a female version of yourself. I was sure you didn’t want to end up looking like Ranma’s twin. You should also keep in mind that it will be just the cursed form. You will still look exactly the same after the application of hot water.”

She looked around then said, “If there are no more questions, I can begin. Please don’t interrupt. For me to do this right for you others, I have to do it right for Ranma.”

As the sorceress began her chant the two watchers noticed a change in the drawing. The pencil sketch began to morph into what looked like a pen and ink drawing. Then it took on color to where it looked like a picture in a comic book. While they watched the drawing changed again until it looked like a computer graphic image. The final change in the picture was when it changed to look like a photograph taken against a seamless white background.

After that final change the picture floated up until it hovered in the air right where Toshi could look back and forth between Ranma and the picture. The chanting continued. Genma and Ryoga noticed what looked like a ghostly image of Ranma’s female form superimposed on his male form. While they watched the figure in the image grew until the top of her head was actually a couple of centimeters higher than his male form. The figure in the image filled out to be more solid and muscular looking.

Ranma couldn’t see the image but felt the usual tingling of a change in form. He also felt a sensation of heat. There was the curious sensation of an awareness of the shape of his female form inside him. It was almost like he was sensing his female body in addition to his male form. There was an odd feeling of stretching and expansion that was not unpleasant but really weird.

When the chanting stopped the image faded as did the sensations Ranma was feeling. Toshi made a sealing gesture then said, “Ok, you can leave the circle. Be careful not to smudge any of the markings or I’ll have to erase it and redo it from scratch. As Ranma stepped over the spell circle he felt a sensation as if the air had thickened. It resisted his movement a little, but not enough to stop him.

When Ranma was clear of the circle he turned to look back. Toshi told him, “I know you want to check out your new body, but please wait until after I’ve finished with Ryoga and Genma. The burst of magic that comes with the change could disrupt the spells I’ve already established. I might have to start all over and that would make it take three times as long.”

Ranma watched as Ryoga stepped carefully into the spell circle. He watched as the ceremony was repeated for the Lost Boy. This time he got to watch from the outside. The ghostly image formed of the pig but quickly expanded and stretched to look like a female version of Ryoga. This went faster than it had with Ranma. When Ryoga stepped out of the circle Toshi motioned Genma forward.

The only real difference to see for Genma was that the ghost image of the panda was larger than the man but shrank down when it changed to human. Nobody noticed an extra spell that was included in the chant.

When Genma stepped out of the circle Toshi reached out and with a finger smudged the outer ring of the design. She picked up a child’s water pistol and used it to splash Genma and Ryoga. Ranma used his newly learned skill to transform by will power.

Toshi told them. “You’ll find your balance is off. Your alternate form has a different center of gravity than your birth form. You don’t have to listen to me, but I strongly advise you to stay in your alternate form and practice walking and generally moving around. Since you are all martial artists the best way to adjust quickly would be to perform katas that rely on balance.”

She paused a moment to let them absorb that. “Keep in mind that I said katas. Sparring with your balance off could result in getting hurt, maybe badly. As you head back home I would advise you to tread carefully as you could easily end up falling down a lot.”

She reached into an ice chest and pulled out some plastic bottles. “This is a protein drink that will help you out with the new body.” She handed a bottle to each of the women in the room.

A tall stand mirror had been set up and the new girls went to look. Ranma looked much like the drawing she’d seen. She found that she was now two centimeters taller in girl form then boy form. Her clothing was uncomfortable now. It was tight around the chest and through the hips but felt looser around the waist.

Ryoga was also taller than her male form but was muscled like a female body builder. Her features now had a more delicate cast to them but were still recognizable as Ryoga. She still had fangs like in her male form. Her hair was now brown instead of black.

Genma’s female form was the same height as her male form and she had hair like she had when she had used instant Nyaniichuan powder. She was prettier than before, looking much like her mother as they had seen in the old photo albums. She looked like she was in her mid twenties and was muscled like a fitness model.

Ranma eyed her ‘father’ and commented, “You look more like my sister than a parent.”

Genma leaned into the mirror and looked at her face. She seemed to be having trouble seeing herself. She leaned her head forward and looked over the top of her glasses and realized that she could now see better without the glasses than with them. She took them off and looked at herself in the mirror. She turned an inquisitive look on Toshi.

The blue haired girl explained, “While I was adjusting the template I put in that you had perfect eyesight. I couldn’t completely change your genetics, so I can’t guarantee that your vision won’t go bad again. Of course this only works when you are in female form so you shouldn’t throw away the glasses.”

The elder Saotome nodded.

The sorceress turned, “Ryoga, I’m sorry. I wasn’t able to find anything in any of my books to cure your directional problems. I did see a mention of your family in one book but it just described the kind of problem the curse causes your family. It didn’t even speculate on a cure. I may have to ask around with some of the other sorcerers I know about this. I’m afraid that this is beyond my skills.”

Ryoga looked depressed (again.) “Well, thanks for trying. I’m just grateful to be rid of the pig.”

Ranma joked, “I know Akane’s missed P-Chan.”

The Lost Girl shrugged. “I guess she’ll have to learn to live without him.”

Hesitantly Genma asked, “Can I go with you, Ranma?”

The redhead turned a pitying look on her currently female father. “You know better than to ask that. After what you did to Mom and what you allowed the freak to do to her, you’re lucky she doesn’t just kill you (or at least demand you commit seppuku.)”

“But she refuses to even talk to me,” she said in plaintive tones.

Ranma shook her head. “I don’t see that changing anytime soon, maybe not ever. She’s already filed the divorce papers. You’re also lucky she doesn’t file criminal charges against you. I’m not sure I should even be talking to you. Mom says I’m too forgiving sometimes.”

“If she would just let me explain…”

The redhead frowned. “Just give it up, Pop. I can’t imagine what you could say that would get her to forgive you. Maybe you think you can explain your actions, maybe you’ll just come up with some kind of lie. I think you should wait at least a month before you try to approach her. A year would probably be better.”

“You may be right. Could you at least tell her…?”

“No, Pop!” Ranma made an emphatic gesture. “I’m not delivering any messages. You could write her a letter, if you think that would do any good. I’d bet she’d burn it before reading, at least if you sent one right now. I’d better get going. Mom and Akane are going to want to know how it went.”

Grumpily Genma muttered, “At least that’s one thing that went right. The schools are finally joined.”

The younger Saotome rolled her eyes. “I don’t understand how you can still put so much value on the ‘schools’ after finding out that the founder of those schools was a demon in a human disguise.”

Genma protested, “It’s been my life. What else can I do?”

Ranma just gave a derisive snort then turned to go. She practically fell on her face as she overbalanced. She caught herself on her hands and carefully got up. “Damn boobs are bigger. I was thinking I’d sort of ‘grow into them’ but they grew just as much as the rest of me.”

Toshi gave a nervous chuckle. “I wanted to keep things in proportion.”

“Oh yeah, some proportion. My boobs are as large compared to this body as they were compared to my old body. I think you just get off on looking at muscular women with big boobs. I’m probably going to have even more guys hitting on me than before.”

Ryoga challenged, “Don’t lie. You love the attention and you know it.”

With a sigh, Ranma replied, “If it was just compliments on my looks and requests for dates I might agree with you. Some of the guys are saying all sorts of indecent things and trying to grope.”

Ryoga pointed out, “Uh… Ranma, before you were this pretty, petite little thing that didn’t look strong enough to fight anyone. It was only after you started beating the crap out of Kuno and others that they believed different. Now you’re still pretty but look stronger than most of the guys in your school. I’m pretty sure they’ll think twice before they try to grope you. I’m guessing the ones asking you on dates will be a lot more polite now.”

Toshi chimed in, “She’s right about that. Sure your build was athletic before, but you didn’t look strong enough to defend yourself. Now you look as strong as you really are, strong enough to really kick ass.”

Ranma shrugged. “I guess we’ll see. I’m heading out now.”

The sorceress held up a hand in a wave. “I’m still working on that chaos curse, so I will be seeing you. Ryoga, I have a friend who has a car. He’ll be coming by to take you back to the farm in about an hour.”

Ranma wobbled out the door. Genma was right behind her. Since Genma’s ‘attributes’ were not as large as Ranma’s, her balance was a little better.

When both of the Saotomes were gone, Toshi pulled a cell phone from her pocket and dialed the number of the Tendo dojo. Kasumi’s voice came on the line. Toshi told her, “Genma is on her way.”

The eldest Tendo daughter answered, “We’re almost ready now. We will finish with our preparations by the time she can get here. This is going to be fun.”

Ranma found that balance was no longer an automatic thing and she had to keep her mind on where she put her feet. She had only gone a block when she saw a man leaning against a lamppost ahead of her. This was a man who was nearly the same height as her current form with black hair in a rather feminine style. He had a muscular build.

She walked up to the man and struck a pose. In a sultry tone she said, “Hey, big boy. You look like the kind of guy who knows how to show a girl a good time.” The effect was ruined when Ranma erupted into a fit of giggles.

Akane-kun looked quizzically at her. “What’s so funny?”

Still laughing, Ranma explained, “That ‘big boy’ line doesn’t work so good if I’m as tall as you are.”

The youngest Tendo shared in the laugh. He looked at the redhead and commented, “I think you’re a little taller than my guy form. I’m sure you’re taller than your guy form.”

“So why are you out here standing on a street corner?”

“Waiting for you,” Akane told her. “Toshi said your balance would be thrown off by the new body so I thought I’d meet you and give you a shoulder to lean on if you need it.”

Ranma grinned and said, “Thanks, Akane, that’s nice. Oh… wait, wait! I want to say that in a more feminine way.”

She thought for a moment then said, “Thank you, husband. It’s really sweet that you were concerned.”

“Husband?”

Ranma gestured toward herself and asked, “Well, who looks like the husband and who looks like the wife right now?”

He looked at her again and laughed. “I see your point. That shirt is really tight on you.”

She nodded. “Before my guy clothes were baggy on my girl form. I’m going to have to go shopping.”

Akane reached behind the lamppost and pulled out a bag that had the name of a popular women’s clothing store on it. “Toshi gave me an approximate set of measurements. The fit may not be perfect, but it should be better than what you have on.”

Ranma moved toward her spouse to give him a kiss and he had to catch her when she almost fell on her face. “Whoa, careful there.”

“Sorry, she apologized. “My balance is still off and I kind of got used to you being taller than me when I kiss you.”

“Try this.” He picked her up and set her on her feet then leaned into her to kiss her thoroughly.

Ranma smiled as they broke the kiss. “I think I like you better as a guy. You’re much nicer. You seem to dote on me.”

“I can’t explain it. It’s like I can’t get angry with you when I’m in this body. Stuff you do that used to annoy me before just doesn’t bother me when I’m a guy.”

“Maybe you’re mellowing out.”

Akane laughed. “Maybe that’s it. Or maybe I’m just growing up.” He put an arm around Ranma’s waist and they started off toward the Saotome home. They stopped at an alley where Ranma ducked out of sight to change into the outfit in the bag.

As they walked Ranma told Akane, “Toshi gave me a wink before I left. That was to be the signal that he slipped a little extra in the spell. It would be good for a few laughs to see Pop’s reaction when she can’t change back to a man.”

“Serves him right,” Akane said with a snort. “Personally, with all the bad stuff he did to you and your mom along with all the stuff he stole, he deserves to rot in a prison cell.”

Mood turning somber, Ranma replied, “He deserves it, but how much of that stuff can we prove. I think we could prove some of it, but not enough to see that he gets the punishment he really deserves.”

Akane said in a thoughtful tone, “Maybe Nabiki could put some of her resources to work on investigating him. Considering all of the stuff you’ve told me about, I don’t think she’d have much trouble getting enough to have criminal charges filed.”

“I’ll look forward to that. Although if he’s now stuck as a she I’m wondering how we can prove she’s the same person.”

Akane gave a grunt of assent. That might be a problem at that. He asked, “What about the fertility potion?”

Ranma grinned. “After the ceremony, Toshi gave us each a bottle of ‘protein drink.’ He said it was to help us adapt to the changes in our bodies. I understand that he used actual protein drinks and just added the potion to one of them that he gave to Pops. I could see that the brand name on the ones he gave me and Ryoga was different from the one he gave Pops.”

Akane playfully smacked Ranma’s butt. “Now let’s get home. We’ve talked about it and your mom and I want to do naughty things to that new body of yours.”

“Oh, sounds good.”

Akane promised, “Tomorrow afternoon if you can walk without falling on your face (or butt) we should go out to get you some clothes to fit your new body.”

At the Tendo home Genma stepped into the genkan. The body given her by the change in curse template was close to what she had from the use of instant Nyaniichuan. That meant that she had actually had some practice moving in the new body before. That had enabled her to get back home with a minimum of falls. For a martial artist like Genma learning how to balance her new body wasn’t too hard.

The new woman didn’t bother to announce her arrival but took off her shoes in the genkan. She proceeded barefoot into the house. When she arrived in the living room she found the furniture had all been pushed to the outside walls and a futon was spread out on the floor as had been done for the “graduation party.” The major difference here was only one futon was laid out instead of the whole being covered with them.

She was beginning to wonder where every one was when a figure appeared in the doorway to the kitchen. Looked at the person there and found it to be Nabiki’s male form. That handsome male form was naked and he was posing in the doorway to make it clear that he was fully aroused with his cock standing hard and stiff.

Genma looked at Soun’s child and with some small uncertainty in her voice, “What’s going on here?”

Nabiki grinned and pointed. Genma turned and noticed that Soun was standing at the entrance of the hallway that led to the bathroom and toilet, while Kasumi was standing at the foot of the stairs. Both of the other two men were nude and both were stiffly erect.

The new woman turned back to Nabiki and asked again, “What’s going on? Why are you all naked like that?”

While Genma was looking at Nabiki the other two men moved up behind her. Normally Genma would be able to respond to an attack instantly, but this didn’t feel like an attack. This was confirmed when she felt hands lightly stroking her through her garments. It actually felt nice and she found she couldn’t stop staring at Nabiki’s hard cock.

Nabiki explained, “Ranma suggested it. You are finally free of the panda. You won’t be changing into him any more. That is something you’ve been hoping for and working on for a long time. An accomplishment like that deserves to be celebrated.”

“Celebrated?” The dark haired woman sounded very confused.

From behind her Soun’s voice came, “That’s right old friend. I know it won’t be much of a party with just the four of us, but I think we can find things to do that will be a lot of fun.”

Soun’s hands have gone from just caressing and stroking to resting on Genma’s hips. Now they moved down to her lower back a short way below her waist. With one thumb of each hand the mustachioed martial artist pressed two points firmly. In that moment Genma could feel her whole body come alive. Her pussy moistened and started to feel hot. The nipples on her breasts became hard and poked into her garment. The stiff fabric of her gi rubbed and stimulated those fleshy nubs.

Soun commented, “Instant arousal pressure point. We recovered the Master’s collection of scrolls from his room. There were pressure point charts that were solely dedicated to the creation and enhancement of sexual pleasure. We were able to learn a lot that has made our own sessions so much more pleasant.”

Any thought of the possible use of force to escape had fled Genma’s mind. She brought a hand around and grasped Kasumi-Kun’s cock and began to lightly stroke it. Nabiki stepped forward and with the help of her father and brother, undressed the new woman.

A small part of Genma’s mind cursed the heightened libido that was granted by the Family Stone. She thought she should be fighting this, but mostly she didn’t want to. The prospect of sex with three virile men was exciting to her.

Soun came around in front of Genma and enfolded her in an embrace while kissing her. When she felt her friend’s tongue pressing at her lips, she opened her mouth and let him in, pushing her own tongue into Soun’s mouth.

The new woman found herself lying on her back on the futon with no memory of how she had come to be lowered down onto it. Soun’s talented tongue was now moving in her pussy, while the boys were licking and sucking on her nipples while their hands roamed. After a moment Kasumi moved his mouth from Genma’s breast to kiss her on the lips, while Nabiki continued his oral assault on Genma’s nipple and began to use his hand to tweak and pinch the other nipple.

Soun brought up one hand and began to finger fuck his old training buddy while he moved his tongue to Genma’s clitoris. The pleasure building in the new woman’s body drove all thought of escape from her mind. So what if she was a woman right now! This treatment felt good and she was going to enjoy it.

The orgasm that came a short time later was far more intense than any that Genma had ever experienced as a man. It was at least equal to or better than what she had felt the few times she’d had sex as a woman with girl water. As she was coming down from the orgasm she thought that this was something that she could easily get used to.

Genma wasn’t surprised to find Soun positioning himself between her legs. Not really fully aware of what she was saying, she begged, “Yes, old friend, please fuck me. Make me your woman.”

Even with her desire to feel her friend’s cock, she let out a gasp as she felt Soun’s organ thrust into her. A small part of her wondered if the lack of a hymen was somehow a part of Toshi’s spell. There was a slight discomfort at first but no real pain. The discomfort went away almost immediately after Soun began thrusting in and out. Her earlier orgasm had left her well lubricated.

All the time Soun was fucking her, Genma could feel the boys continue their attentions on her breasts and the rest of her body. The sensations were amazing. She was happy when one of the boys moved a hand down to directly stimulate her clitoris more than just rubbing against Soun’s cock was doing.

When Genma’s next orgasm hit, Soun could feel his friend’s cunt clamp tightly on his cock. It took a formidable amount of control not to blow right then, but he wanted to make this last. Even at that he had to cease his movements for a few moments to let his arousal cool for a bit. When he felt ready he resumed his thrusts.

The new woman was moving her hips up to meet Soun’s thrusts. She adjusted the angle of her movements in an effort to get even more of her friend’s cock into her pussy. As she did this she couldn’t help the wonder at herself for ever doubting that she would truly love to be fucked as a woman. The orgasms were more intense and she could have many more of them than she ever could as a man.

Soun paid close attention to the speed with which Genma met his thrusts and the tightness of the pussy clamping on his cock. He used this as a guide to adjust the speed of his own thrusts. This time when he felt his partner’s cunt spasm in another orgasm, he pushed all the way in and stayed there as he let his own orgasm take him.

In the throes of her own orgasm, Genma noted the sensation of Soun’s cum pumping into her depths. Before she had tried sex as a woman with her son and wife, she would have expected such a sensation to be terrible, but it wasn’t. It felt wonderful; it felt… right.

They just lay there like that for a time. An idle thought came to Genma to wonder why it was that Soun’s cock wasn’t going soft inside her. She could understand why a stud like her son might stay hard after cumming a time or two, but for a middle-aged man like Soun, it was slightly amazing.

After the new woman had a chance to recover from her orgasm, Soun began to gently move his cock again and asked, “How was that?”

She got a gentle smile on her face as she said, “That was wonderful, my old friend. I suppose it was the best way to help me get used to my new body.”

The black haired martial artist grinned, “I like this body much better than the panda. But you are talking like we were done.”

“Huh?”

Soun now pulled out and stood. Kasumi was next to him and told Genma, “If that was going to be the end of it, Nabiki and I could have stayed female. As the oldest ‘son’ it is now my turn. Are you ready, ‘Auntie?’”

Genma’s eyes went wide on contemplation of this. Back during the “graduation Party” Genma had experienced sex with Kasumi. It had been wonderful. She held up her hand and gave him a “come here” gesture.

The eldest of the Tendo children (soon to be married to Dr. Tofu) grinned and moved himself between Genma’s legs. He said, “Since father got you ready, we can dispense with the preliminaries and go right to the main event.”

In short order Kasumi was fully sheathed within the warm wetness of Genma’s pussy and thrusting vigorously. The others continued on with the stimulations of the woman’s body as before. The major difference this time was that when he came, Kasumi pulled out his cock and let his seed splatter over Genma’s abdomen.

When everyone was recovered from their orgasms, Nabiki wiped the cum off Genma with a towel, then took his turn. He too pulled out when he had his orgasm. After that it was Soun’s turn again. As before the Tendo patriarch fucked Genma to two orgasms, and allowed his sperm to pump deep into Genma’s pussy.

The continued on that way all night, taking breaks only for food, drink and bathroom. At the time Genma didn’t think it odd that only Soun would cum inside her. The other “boys” would always pull out to come then would clean her up with a towel.

A few days later Ranma came to a park and walked in to find his father in female form sitting on a bench. “Ok Pop, I’m meeting with you like you asked. I need to explain something to you first. I’m sure you know why mom is mad and refuses to talk to you. You say were under Happosai’s control and mom isn’t willing to accept that as an excuse.”

He sighed. “It’s said that a hypnotist can’t make a person do something against their nature. While that may be true of a human hypnotist, it is a demon with magic powers we’re talking about. I believe it is possible for someone to be controlled strongly enough that they will do anything at all. I personally believe you’re lying about it, but I also believe in being fair. You could be telling the truth. It is for that reason only that I’m here to talk to right now.”

Ranma’s face took on a thoughtful expression. “Do you know what I’ve heard is the worst problem with getting a reputation as a liar? It’s that when you do finally tell the truth, nobody believes you.”

Genma looked depressed. She protested, “You’re exaggerating, son. I’m not that bad”

Ranma shook his head. “No Pop, that’s not an exaggeration. Let me give you an example: ‘If we were in a building and you told me it was nice out I wouldn’t believe it until I could get to a window and look out to see the sun shining.’ Now that is an exaggeration. See the difference?”

He frowned, “I don’t really believe you would bother to lie about small stuff like the weather. About big stuff you might tell the truth if you thought it was in your best interest. If you thought lying would keep your skin intact, you’d lie with a completely straight face.”

Ranma now asked, “With that said, what’s so important and why are you still a woman?” He already knew the reason, but wanted to see what his father knew.

The brown haired woman looked depressed. “I needed to talk to someone and right now I’m not sure about talking to the Tendos. I wonder if Toshi did something to me. I’m stuck as a woman.”

Ranma frowned on hearing that. “Stuck? I don’t know about that. You can see I’m not stuck and I talked to Ryoga on the phone and he’s not stuck. Toshi told me that in another couple weeks he’s going out to the farm to do the spell that will let Ryoga change at will. Bandanna boy seems to be really happy. If he just could stop getting lost he’d have everything he ever wanted. Well, that and maybe getting married to Akari.”

Genma looked down and in a sullen tone said, “Toshi didn’t offer to do the spell to let me change at will.”

Ranma’s expression was thoughtful. “Well, he did say you should get used to changing with water. Did anything happen to you Saturday night after you got back to the Tendo place?”

“What do you mean, ‘did something happen?’” Genma’s tone made Ranma look at her face. Was that a blush he saw there?

He tried again. “I mean did anything happen that might have locked your curse?”

She seemed very reluctant to talk. After a little while she finally said, “When I got back Soun, Nabiki and Kasumi were waiting for me. Nabiki and Kasumi had used boy water and were male at the time. They said they wanted to ‘try out my new body.’”

“Is that all?” Ranma let out a small chuckle. “You were acting like you were embarrassed. Mom and Akane wanted to do the same kind of thing to me. Akane was in male form and mom was female. We were going at it for hours. Akane has incredible stamina when in male form. I guess my new body has just as much stamina because I kept up with him the whole time. We wore poor mom out, though.”

Genma protested. “But they took turns on me all night! I don’t know why, but at the time I wanted it. Ever since then I’ve felt like I want them to do it to me again every night. Kasumi and Nabiki just did it with me that night, but Soun had done it to me every night.”

Ranma considered this for a while. “Why did you ask to talk to me about this?”

Frustration was strong in her tone. “I’ve tried to talk to Toshi but I never seem able to get in touch with him. Your mother is still angry with me and hangs up the phone the moment she recognizes my voice. Soun just dismisses it and says I worry too much. I think he likes seeing me stuck as a woman.”

Ranma nodded. “How about Kasumi or Nabiki?”

“Neither of them has any sympathy for me.” Her expression was one of pain. “I get the feeling they are enjoying my discomfort with the situation.”

Still trying, Ranma asked, “Have you talked to Dr. Tofu?”

Genma sighed again. “He says that curses are outside of his specialty and that he can find nothing physically wrong with me that might cause it.”

The teenaged martial artist looked at his transformed father and offered, “I’m not as good at this sort of thing as Cologne was, but maybe I could see something in your ki. Would you mind if I try to read your ki signature?”

The older Saotome sighed. “It couldn’t hurt.”

Ranma nodded then focused his senses. He gently touched his father’s abdomen as he probed into Genma’s ki patterns for a few minutes. Finally his eyes widened and he said, “I think you should go get checked out by a doctor.”

Genma frowned. “But why? I don’t feel sick and Dr. Tofu already looked at me.”

The young man shrugged. “Maybe Doc Tofu wasn’t looking for the right thing. I was actually thinking you might want to go to a women’s doctor.”

In spite of herself, Genma was beginning to worry. “Why? What’s wrong? Like I said, I don’t feel sick.”

Ranma shrugged. “If I read it right you shouldn’t feel sick for a while. At least not until the morning sickness starts.”

“Morning sickness!” The older martial artist protested, “That’s impossible. I can’t be pregnant. I’m a man!”

The younger Saotome spread his hands in a helpless gesture. “Well so am I but that doesn’t mean I can’t get pregnant. That body you have now is fully female and fully functional just like my girl form is. I’m planning on having at least one baby myself and maybe two.”

The older Saotome was angry. “What! No son of mine is having a baby!”

“Why?” Ranma demanded. “Because it’s not ‘manly?’ I don’t care about that anymore. I’m both a man and a woman and I’m still a good enough martial artist to kick your butt in either of my forms.”

“But…”

“No!” Ranma insisted. “With all the crap you pulled, you blew any right to any say in how I live my life. It’s even in the divorce agreement with mom. You’re lucky I’m even willing to talk to you. I’m still willing to listen to your problems and maybe to help if I can, but I’m not going to take any crap from you.”

If Genma had been male he might have started shouting protests, but couldn’t bring herself to do that now. “How did your mother react to this idea of yours about bearing children yourself?”

Ranma laughed. “She was surprised at first. Then we almost had to restrain her from getting out the fans and doing her little dance. She’s thrilled by the idea of more grandchildren.”

“Humph, she would be.”

His tone almost pleading, Ranma asked, “Why can’t you be happy over the idea of more grandchildren?”

She turned an angry glare on Ranma. “Right now I’m a little more concerned about what might be happening in here.” She patted her abdomen.

Ranma couldn’t suppress a grin. “I’m going to have a brother or sister. That is so cool.”

The dark haired woman said sarcastically, “I’m touched by your sympathy.”

Ranma now turned his own glare on his currently female father. “When mom found out it was Happosai that made her unable to have more kids and that you even told him what a good idea it was, she wanted to kill you. I think it’s sort of poetic justice that you’re pregnant now when it was your actions that helped to make mom infertile.”

Genma was ready to make her usual protests but could see in Ranma’s eyes that it would be useless to do so. Instead she asked, “Can you tell who the father is?”

Ranma thought about ki signatures he had read on other people. He finally said, “From the ki traces on the baby’s pattern, I’d say Soun. I guess this would count as ‘joining the schools.’ Akane and I getting married don’t count because we aren’t going to continue the school.”

Angry again she demanded, “What do you mean you won’t continue the schools?”

“Pop, you and Mr. Tendo are the only ones who still care about the Anything Goes School anymore. I won’t teach a school of Martial Arts that was founded by that perverted demon. If you still want an heir to the Anything Goes School, then that baby you’re carrying is the only way you’ll get one.”

“Aren’t I too old to have a baby?”

Ranma rolled his eyes and sighed. “Why are you asking me? I’m not a doctor, I don’t know. To me it looks like your female body is younger than your male form. Like I said before you should go see gynecologist. She can check you over to see if you are healthy and young enough to have a baby safely.”

Genma wasn’t sure what expectations she had going into this meeting with her son. She felt defeated and thought it strange because they hadn’t even been in a fight. Trying to get some kind of concession she asked, “Could you talk to your mother, try to persuade her to talk to me?”

Ranma nodded. “I’ll talk to her. She might be more willing to talk with you in this condition.”

Genma gave a grunt to acknowledge that. “How about Toshi?”

“I’ll talk to him too. Even if he has a way to break the lock on your curse, I doubt he’ll agree. It would kill the baby and he probably won’t be willing to do that. I’ll tell him how you feel, but I can’t make promises.”

“Do what you can.”

Ranma got up from the bench. Before leaving he turned to Genma and said, “Whenever you decide to tell Mr. Tendo, I think he’ll like to know his child is a boy. I could tell that about the kid.”

As Ranma walked away, Genma looked down at her abdomen. She placed a hand on it and whispered, “A boy.”

When Ranma got back to the Saotome home Nodoka and Akane were both inquisitive. “What did Genma want?”

Ranma grinned. “She’s stuck as a woman and not happy about it. But that’s not all. I checked her ki signature. She’s pregnant with Soun’s baby. Apparently Soun and Akane’s sisters decided they would do to pops what you two did to me when we got back from having our curse templates changed.”

Akane shuddered and said, “I hope she’s a better mother than she was a father.”

“I don’t know,” Ranma confessed. “I told her the Anything Goes School is dead. Neither Akane nor I will follow a school founded by that perverted demon. If Pops wants an heir to the school it will have to be that new baby. I personally hope she will have the sense to teach her son in the new school that Akane and I are creating.”

Nodoka snorted, “Genma and sense are two words that have never gone together.”

Ranma said thoughtfully, “Being female seems to have mellowed Pops. She wasn’t yelling so much and wasn’t as demanding.”

“Maybe the difference between estrogen and testosterone,” commented Nodoka.

The pigtailed young man nodded. “Maybe. I wonder… Since you’re divorcing Pops can Soun marry her?”

Akane asked, “Is that even possible? Even if she is a woman now, she’s still on record as being male.”

With a shrug Ranma said, “In spite of the Family Stone leading him into incest, Soun is still pretty traditional. He’s going to want to be married to the woman he knocked up. He’s probably going to insist on it.”

“You’re right about that,” agreed Akane. “I have a hard time seeing how they’re going to accomplish that. Even if they could get over the legal obstacles, would Genma even agree to something like that?”

Ranma shook his head. “The way she was before, I’d have said ‘no way.’ The way she was acting when I talked to her in the park, I’m not sure.”

Akane looked thoughtful as well. “With Kasumi moving in with Dr. Tofu and Nabiki getting an apartment, that would leave daddy alone with Genma. Daddy would either have to start teaching classes again or get a job. Without Nabiki to run things, the money is going to run out pretty fast. Even if he does try teaching again, he may have to sell the house and dojo.”

Nodoka squeezed Akane’s shoulder. “I know you grew up in that house. The dojo was supposed to be yours and Ranma’s to teach in. The house was supposed to be your inheritance.”

At that Akane let out a deep sigh. “It’s not like I’m in a hurry for daddy to die and leave it to me. We can start our own dojo somewhere else. The new place should have no trace of Happosai’s taint on it.”

The other two nodded.

Author’s Notes: The magic rituals used by Saotome Satoshi are a combination of stuff I remembered from books and movies and stuff I invented.

Nodoka's Lessons - Chapter 6

Nodoka’s Lessons – A Ranma One Half Fanfic
By Michael A. Ivins

Ranma, along with his family and friends are the property of Rumiko Takahishi and I use them without permission. I am creating this story mainly for my own amusement and hopefully the entertainment of others. I’m doing it for fun and make no money off it, so please don’t sue me.

WARNING: This chapter has LEMON content. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and incest. If you are under the legal age where your community allows you to read this kind of thing, Stop Reading. Likewise stop if you find such material offensive

Chapter 6
Resolutions

Before leaving to board the bus Ranma and Akane had resumed their birth forms. Now the three walked from the bus stop toward the Tendo home.

Ranma told the others, “I want to talk about something and you have to promise to be serious, Mom.”

“Why wouldn’t I be serious?”

“When this subject comes up you have a tendency to get a little silly. Can you promise not to get out the fans and do your little dance?”

Knowing what her son was referring to, Nodoka asked, “You want to talk about the children you and Akane plan to have together?”

Ranma confirmed, “Yes, mom.”

She promised, “All right, I’ll be serious.”

The pigtailed martial artist said, “When Akane and I were walking to school this morning we started talking about it. If she’s willing to share me with you, that is. The main point of disagreement was on how many kids we would have. I wanted four. Akane, tell mom what you told me about that?”

Not sure why Ranma was making such a big deal of it, Akane replied, “I said that as long as I was the one having the labor pains and giving birth, we’d limit it to just two,”

Ranma nodded. “It was the suggestion you made after that that got me thinking.”

Now Akane looked really confused. “I… don’t remember making a suggestion.”

“Sure you did,” He said. “You said you’d be willing to raise four kids if I gave birth to the other two.”

The black haired girl stopped and stood with her mouth gaping. “That… wasn’t a suggestion. That was a joke!”

Ranma shrugged. “You may have meant it as a joke, but I’m taking it seriously.”

“But…” She couldn’t seem to think of anything to say.

In a thoughtful tone Ranma said, “Everyone has asked me what I was trying to prove to myself with the Gang Bang during the party. A large part of it was to clarify my feelings about being a girl. I won’t give up on being a guy, but I’ve decided that I really like being a girl. I think I like it enough that I’d be willing to have a baby… your baby, Akane.”

“You want me to be the father of your baby?”

“Yes,” replied Ranma.

There was silence as they resumed walking. Akane finally said, “That has got to be one of the sweetest but weirdest things any man has ever said to a woman.”

“Does the weirdness bother you that much?”

“It used to. I’ve come to realize that I really do love you Ranma, even with the weirdness. If getting married to you and both of us having babies means sharing you with your mom, I’m willing to do that.”

She addressed her mother-in-law to be. “Auntie, or maybe I should start calling you ‘mother,’ I do like you. I may even be starting to love you. I can easily see why Ranma would fall for you. (Well after you got over that manliness obsession.)”

“Thank you Akane. Now that you stopped hitting Ranma with your mallet, I like you too.”

Akane smiled. She asked, “So how did you want to do it? We take turns?”

Ranma grinned. “I have a plan. We both leave samples at a sperm bank. Then work at it really hard. I say we take a week or maybe two with one of us staying as the girl and the next couple weeks we trade off. When the first of us gets pregnant the other will be artificially inseminated. I’m good enough reading ki that I can tell almost immediately when one of us gets pregnant. This way we’d both give birth close to the same time. We could then claim you had given birth to twins and raise them that way, telling everyone they were twins.”

The raven haired girl protested, “But they keep records at the hospital. It’s unlikely both babies would be born on the same day.”

“If we give birth at home we can get a midwife who is in on it. She can fudge the date on the birth certificate for one of the kids.”

“Is this why you were so distracted in school today?” Akane asked. “You were dreaming up this plan?”

“Well, yeah.”

Nodoka put in, “It does seem an odd way to go about it, but it would mean more grandchildren.”

The two teens rolled their eyes. Ranma commented, “Mom, you look way too young to be a grandmother.”

With a huge grim on her face, Nodoka said, “Why thank you, Ranma. You see that, Akane? That’s part of why I love him.”

When they arrived at the dojo Nodoka told them, “I want you mainly as back up. I’m going to go talk to Genma. I don’t anticipate he will do anything but yell, but I’d appreciate it if you could come once the shouting starts. Until then why don’t you watch television or something?”

To say Ranma was not comfortable with that would be understating it by a lot. She was his mother and his lover; he worried about her. Still it was unlikely that Genma would do anything violent.

He and Akane sat on the couch in the living room and he picked up the remote. He turned on the TV and put on a channel to view local news. The newscaster announced, “In our lead story tonight, police have informed us that the famed lecher, pervert and panty thief known as Happosai is dead. Investigations have revealed the man was guilty of much worse than anyone had previously believed. We’ll have details after the break.”

Ranma’s eyes went wide. “POP, SOUN, EVERYBODY, GET IN HERE!”

They rushed up and Nabiki demanded, “What’s the emergency, Ranma?”

“They just said on the news, Happosai is dead.”

Iin a shaky voice, Soun questioned, “The Master is dead? How sure of that are they?”

“They said they’d give details after the commercial. So far all they said was he was dead and he’d done worse things than anyone believed.”

Everyone found a seat and waited for the commercials to end. In a small screen to one side of the newscaster a picture of a very short, very wrinkled old man appeared. “The man known as Happosai is a figure of some mystery. A man of diminutive stature and apparent great age he was yet a martial artist of great skill and seemed to have vigor and energy of a much younger man. Rumors abound about him, one saying that he is more than 300 years old.”

“The activities most associated with the old man were the stealing of women’s panties and other lingerie and fondling women against their will. While it may seem impossible, the famed lecher perfected a martial arts technique that let him steal women’s undergarments without first removing their outer garments.”

“Happosai had been involved in a number of fights against several strong martial artists who have tried to defend women against him. Serious property damage has often resulted, while the damage to the old man was not what the defenders hoped. The old man has not only survived what should have been fatal injuries, he has repeatedly been seen to get up and continue fighting even after being hit with supposedly lethal attacks.”

“It would seem that this incredible resilience was not enough for his most recent battle. He was seen to be fighting against a young woman who claimed to be a sorceress. The fight ranged over a wide area and caused a great deal of collateral damage. Then the fight just seemed to stop. Approximately one hour later the body of Happosai was found in an alley.”

“In spite of the old man’s resilience there can be no question that he is dead. In what appears to be a ritual killing, his heart was cut from his body, set aside, doused with gasoline and burned. There was a circular design drawn on the ground around the burned heart. That circle was marked with symbols in a language that is unknown to police investigators.”

“Whoever it was that had killed the old man had left a file folder next to the body. That file contained documents that aided police investigations into the matter. It would appear that Happosai had done far worse things than stealing lingerie and touching women. The documents and victim testimony confirms that the old man committed numerous rapes, possibly as often as once per week.”

“The victims of these assaults appeared to have been under the influence of some kind of hypnotic mind control that prevented them from remembering the face of their attacker. When they were notified of Happosai’s death it seemed to break that control and they were able to talk about it in great detail.”

“The documents in that file also helped to clear up a mystery that has baffled police for more than a year. In what was believed to be an unrelated case, the bodies of two teenaged girls were found in Nerima. This discovery coincides exactly with the date of the first reports of lingerie theft perpetrated by the old man after a more than ten year hiatus. Both of the girls looked like they had been dead for months or years with all moisture gone from the body, almost like mummies. This was in contradiction to the fact that both girls had been alive and talking to friends the day before their bodies were discovered.”

“After investigators reviewed the information provided in the file they re-examined evidence found at the scene where the bodies were discovered. What they found strongly suggests that the girls were killed in a ritual performed by Happosai. The exact purpose of the ritual is unknown but they were drained of their vital energies and bodily fluids.”

“Investigations continue. The police released this information to the press in the hope that hearing this report would break the mental control the old man put on his rape victims. It is hoped that victims hearing this report will find that it jogs their memory of an assault at the hands of Happosai. If you have been a victim of this man, please call the number on your screen. You may remain anonymous.”

Ranma used the remote to turn off the TV. He asked, “It sounds like the time they found those two girls would be the same time he first got out of the cave.”

The black haired girl was looking sick. “That’s around the time he showed up groping the girls at school and looking for me…” She broke off with a shiver. In a whisper she repeated, “Looking for me.”

Ranma speculated, “We know he draws female ki from the girls he touches and the underwear he steals. Maybe he’s a ki vampire like he turned Ms. Hinako into. But he must be able to drain a person completely instead of just weakening them like she can. He would have needed a lot of ki after being sealed up in a cave for all those years.”

The pigtailed boy’s eyes grew wide and his face looked green. “That… little monster touched me… repeatedly.”

Kasumi reached into the kitchen and grabbed a large bowl. She walked over and set it down in front of Ranma before turning to Soun and Genma. Uncharacteristically, she was furious, “Father! Uncle Saotome! How could you? You let that murdering monster live in the same house as your own daughters.”

Nabiki was shaken out of her usual calm. “I just thought he was an old man with a weird hobby. He actually killed girls.” She shivered as well.

Every female and the one part time female glared at the adult males. Nodoka finally spoke. “I don’t care how much you feared the man. Letting someone who is a murderer and a rapist live in the same house as your own children is unforgivable.”

Soun was struggling to find his voice. He finally said, “I… I… never knew the depths he would go to. I never knew he would actually kill someone.”

Ranma was a little out of it at the moment. “Those hands that killed touched my breasts.” He vomited into the bowl Kasumi had provided.

Genma protested, “He had some kind of hold on us. We weren’t just afraid of him. We couldn’t disobey.”

Nabiki seized on something her father said. “You said you let him live here because you didn’t know he would kill someone. Did you know he was raping women?”

“I… I…” He seemed to be struggling to force out words. Genma also seemed to struggling similarly.

Getting angry, Nabiki demanded, “Well, Daddy? Did you know he was raping women? I’m waiting.”

In a rough voice Ranma spoke up. “Soun, he’s dead, he can’t control you anymore. Fight it.”

“I can’t… remember.”

Genma seemed to waging his own internal battle.

Ranma reflected that his dad probably wouldn’t care if his girl form got raped. He’d probably say it was Ranma’s own fault for not being a good enough martial artist to defend “herself.”

The chime of the doorbell interrupted the discussion. Everyone broke off their arguments and did their best to put on a calm face. Kasumi went to the door.

When Kasumi returned, she was followed by a man who appeared to be about 25. Kasumi said, “Mr. Saotome, this man says he is the son of your sister. His name is Saotome Satoshi.”

Genma looked puzzled for a moment before frowning. “Satoshi? Timiko’s bastard?”

“Genma! What a horrible thing to say.” Nodoka’s tone was one of reproof. “Satoshi was the name your sister gave her son.”

The young man stepped forward. He was of average height with black hair and brown eyes. He was well muscled and moved like a martial artist. He said, “Don’t worry about it Auntie Nodoka. I never expected more than barely civil treatment from my uncle. I’ve learned that from the way he was with mom.”

In scornful tones, Genma said, “If he was even really a Saotome, I might be more polite.”

The young man replied, “It’s not my fault that my father was a rapist. I didn’t ask to be born.”

“Humph!”

The young man bowed and said, “I as said, I am Saotome Satoshi son of Saotome Timiko. I have the misfortune to be related to the ill mannered fellow there. I am guessing that the gentleman with the moustache is Tendo Soun, the owner of this house. Am I correct?”

Soun stood and bowed. “Yes, I am Tendo Soun. These are my daughters, Kasumi, Nabiki and Akane.” As he said each name the named girl bowed her head.

Satoshi bowed to each in turn. He turned back to the head of the household and remarked, “You are truly blessed to have three such lovely daughters.”

Kasumi thought to herself, “He’s nice.”

“What brings you to Nerima?” Soun inquired.

The young man replied, “My mom asked that after I finished my mission of vengeance, I look up my family and let them know what was going on.”

“Mission of vengeance? Who were you getting revenge on?”

Satoshi took a moment to look the speaker up and down. At first there was no recognition. The expression changed to one of speculation as he asked, “Are you Ranma?”

Ranma looked surprised to be asked. “Who else would I be?”

Toshi laughed and replied, “You need to realize, the last time I saw you was when you were only two years old. You probably don’t remember.”

Looking puzzled, Ranma thought. “Your face looks familiar. I’m sorry I can’t remember you any better than that.”

“That’s Ok. At the time I was only five myself. I remember you more from pictures. You grew up a lot since then. With Genma as your father I’m sure you’re a martial artist.”

Ranma nodded. “I’m the heir to the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts.”

“Yeah… Anything Goes.” He momentarily had an expression as if he had just tasted some thing really bad. The expression didn’t stay. “To answer your question, I was not getting revenge for myself, but for my mom. The person who was the target of that vengeance was my father.”

“Father,” blurted out Genma. “Timiko never told me who he was.”

“The only reason I haven’t sworn revenge on you and your friend, Mr. Tendo, is that he who sired me controlled you and erased your memory of the event.”

Soun was confused. “What have we done that you would want revenge?”

Satoshi shook his head. “You watched as that bastard raped my mother. Mom told me you were paralyzed and not able to help her, but she’s still bitter about it.”

In a gentle tone Nodoka asked, “Who was your father.”

The young man took a deep breath. “Over the centuries he has been known by many names. The one he has used most often and the one you knew him by was Happosai.”

Everyone rocked back in their seats at that pronouncement. The most violent reaction was from the older men in the room.

Soun was pale and looked a little sick. He said, “I can remember it now. The Master wanted to demonstrate his power. He wanted us to swear total obedience to him and to agree to follow the path of perversion that he taught. He used pressure points to paralyze us. We were awake and able to see, but unable to move. We were powerless to interfere.”

Genma continued. “My sister… He raped her… slowly, over and over. He used some other kind of pressure point on her. It stole her will, made her compliant to him. She couldn’t resist.”

Silence followed. Kasumi finally said, “This is obviously a highly emotional issue. Why don’t we all sit down and try to calm ourselves. I’ll make tea for all of us.”

As everyone sat back and Kasumi went to the kitchen, Nodoka said, “The timing of your arrival is an amazing coincidence. We were talking about this very issue. Specifically about Soun letting that… person live in this house.”

Toshi’s eyes went wide and he looked around. He closed his eyes a moment. When he opened his eyes he said, “Now that you have said it I was able to identify the evil taint I detected. Normally I would get angry and demand to know how you could allow such a creature to live near young women. I can see he still had control over you even after so much time.”

He leaned forward and massaged the bridge of his nose as if suffering from a headache. “I will have to examine the ki of every woman in the house to see if Happosai molested them and erased the memory.”

“NO!” Soun shouted. “He wouldn’t! He promised he’d never bother any of my children.”

The young man sighed again. “And there it is, the price for your cooperation. I doubt if someone like him cares enough about honor to keep a promise. Still, he would know that if he broke the promise and you found out, it would make trouble for him. He would likely abide by the promise as a matter of expedience if he wasn’t desperate for a female energy ‘fix.’”

Nabiki was having trouble wrapping her mind around this. “Are you saying that the old man could have raped one or more of us without us having any memory of it?”

With a grim expression the young man nodded. “His normal pattern is to only erase the memory of what he looks like. This leaves the victim aware she was raped but unable to identify her attacker. If he did anything to you girls he would have been more thorough in his memory erasure to prevent Mr. Tendo from finding out.”

Ranma hesitantly said, “If you’re checking their ki for possible rapes, you’d better check me too.”

Toshi raised one eyebrow in a quizzical expression.

The pigtailed boy grabbed a glass of water and splashed himself, turning into a girl. At this Toshi’s other eyebrow went up and his eyes went wide. “You have a Jusenkyo curse?”

“You’ve heard of the place?”

Toshi laughed. “You could say that.” Suddenly where an average sized young man had been sitting was a girl with pale blue hair. She was the same height as her male form. She was quite pretty.

Ranma-Chan boggled. “How did you do that without water?”

“I’m a sorcerer,” the blue haired girl said. “After I got cursed I found the whole water magnet thing to be such an annoyance that I looked for a way to change the trigger. I can change at will now. I can’t cure you, but I could change your trigger too. It took a lot of work to find the way for me to do it, but now that I know how, it should be fairly easy for someone else.”

Ranma shook her head. “I don’t want a cure anyway. I would like to stop being a water magnet.”

The sorceress looked surprised. “You are the first Jusenkyo curse victim I’ve met who didn’t want a cure.”

The redhead shrugged. “I’m comfortable with the curse now. I like both my forms.”

Toshi nodded. “I’ll check the women out later. I want to finish my story first.”

He took a deep breath. “The creature you called Happosai wasn’t human and hadn’t been for a long time. In his youth there was a real Happosai who was a good man and a brave fighter. He fought against an evil wizard and lost. The punishment inflicted by the wizard was a terrible one indeed.”

“His body was changed to an undead creature and a demon spirit was allowed to possess it. For more than two centuries he was a prisoner in his own body while witnessing himself committing unspeakable acts. It was a terrible torture for a man of high morals and principals to endure.”

Everyone boggled at that. The concept of the words “high morals” and “principles” being applied to Happosai seemed beyond belief.

“After a time of this the spirit of the original man gave in to despair. It didn’t actually die but totally withdrew and was as good as dead. It retreated beyond recovery. It would have been better if it had fully died for that would have rendered the demon spirit unable to use ki.”

He paused. “From the looks on your faces you are wondering if was necessary to kill him. You wonder if his spirit could have been rescued, freed from the possessing demon. After all that time the only freedom he could have was death. If his soul could have been put back in control of his body it would have been a drooling idiot if old age didn’t kill him without the demon to maintain the unnatural longevity. Believe me, killing him was a mercy.”

“When mother was pregnant with me she was troubled by an apparent ‘hole’ in her memory. She went to a local priest. That priest wasn’t able to restore her memories but was able to recognize the fact that magic had been used. He sent her to a sorcerer he knew of. That sorcerer was able to break the spell that clouded my mom’s memories.”

“At first Mom hated me and what I represented. She told me she contemplated getting an abortion to be rid of me. That same priest I mentioned talked her out of it. He pointed out that even given who my father was and how I came to be conceived, it was not my fault.”

“I guess at that point my mom made a decision. She not only let me live to be born, she was going to make me the instrument of her revenge on the monster. She contacted martial arts masters to train me and sorcerers, mages and wizards to teach me their Arts. She reasoned that martial arts alone wouldn’t be enough, nor would magic alone. Only someone who could combine both would be able to defeat the little monster.”

The listeners nodded, agreeing that this was probably the best course.

“Mother was pleased when you trapped Happosai in the cave, but she was not content to leave it at that. She figured that he would eventually escape. My training continued and even intensified. For the last two years I have been traveling in other planes of existence. I wasn’t in this world when the monster escaped from the cave. If I had been here I might have been able to prevent the deaths of those two girls. I don’t think I was ready then to take the creep out but I know I could have saved the girls.”

“Some of the other planes have different time flows and that is why I look like I’m older than I should. By the date on the calendar I should be only 20 years old, but with all that I’ve lived through I am actually 30 years old and look 25.”

“As to how I got the girl curse, that came about as part of a fight against an evil wizard. He was strong but not strong enough to beat me. He sent a minion to Jusenkyo to get curse water, telling him he wanted to ‘turn the boy into a bitch.’ The man wasn’t terribly bright. Instead of getting water from the pool of drowned dog, he got water from the pool of drowned girl.”

Ranma said, “So instead of turning you into a dog…”

“He turned me into a girl,” the sorcerer completed. “I was one seriously pissed off, wet sorceress. Some of my spells are more powerful when cast by a girl. Using that power boost, I was able to beat him. Word of advice, Ranma – Unless you have strong magic of your own, never get a sorceress mad at you. It’s only slightly less dangerous than getting a goddess mad at you.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Toshi chuckled softly before continuing. “When my senseis felt I was ready, I went after he who sired me. I was able to lure him using my female form. It was when he was glomped onto me that I changed back to male. I cast a spell that completely drained him of all ki and rendered him dormant.”

“I then used an enchanted blade to cut out his heart and placed the heart in a spell circle. I poured gasoline on it and burned his heart.”

“Why so elaborate?” Nodoka was curious.

Toshi explained, “If the heart had been put back in the body he could have come back to life. The spell circle assured that all energy was purged from the heart and it could never be reconstituted. Even now an evil sorcerer could fashion a substitute for the heart and still bring him back.”

“Why would anyone do such a thing?” Soun looked shaken.

“A sorcerer might believe the old freak had knowledge that could still be useful. That may even be true, but I don’t care. I would have burned the body if I had time but the police were coming and I had to leave.”

“What will you do?” Akane was the one to ask this time.

“I will wait until the police are done with the body. If they don’t cremate it, I’ll steal the body and burn it myself. If they do cremate I’ll swap out the ashes for those of a dead pig I got from a meat market. I can then cast the proper spells on the ashes to forever banish the demon spirit from this plane. When I do that then Happosai’s human soul will be freed to go on to the afterlife.”

He shook himself and took a sip from the tea that Kasumi had put in front of him. The rest sat for a time and just thought about what they had heard. Finally the gathering broke up with the fathers going back to the Shogi table. Nodoka and Kasumi went to the kitchen while Nabiki went to her room. Ranma and Akane stayed in the living room with Toshi.

Toshi stood and walked over to Ranma. Ranma sat on the couch and Toshi held her hands in front of the red haired girl. After a while she said, “I find no taint of Happosai on your ki. Who ever you had sex with, it wasn’t him. I can also find no trace of any spells or ki manipulations that would cause a memory erasure. I do find a lot of magic”

Ranma frowned. “What are you talking about?”

The sorceress elaborated, “The most obvious is the Jusenkyo curse. I also noticed that your male and female energies are the most balanced of anyone I’ve ever read.”

Ranma considered that for a moment, then requested, “Could you explain that?”

From nowhere Toshi produced a sketchbook. He flipped it open and took a pencil to draw a symbol of two teardrop shapes with the tail of each curled around the head of the other and shaded one of the shapes. “Everybody has seen this symbol but not everyone knows what it means.”

Akane was looking on and said, “That’s the symbol for Yin and Yang, right?”

Thinking about it, Ranma answered, “It’s supposed to symbolize the male and female in everyone. I’m not sure what it means beyond that, though.”

“It is also used to symbolize other opposites like positive and negative, creative and destructive. Yin or female is often thought of as creative because it is the woman who creates new life in her body. Yang, or male, is thought of as destructive because the male is most often the fighter. Most people have elements of both in their personalities. That’s why a macho tough guy can still be a loving husband and caring father.”

Ranma supplied, “And a loving mother can fight fiercely to defend her children.”

Toshi nodded in acknowledgement. “With most people, even Jusenkyo sex-change curse victims they are mostly one or the other with those elements needed to make a better balanced person. Your aura is almost perfectly balanced between male and female energies although you are just slightly more on the female side at the moment. I suspect that’s only because you are in female form right now. The edge would probably be on the male side when you’re in your other form.”

Seeing the puzzled looks, Toshi drew a couple bars on the page of the sketchpad and shaded them with the shaded portions being close to half the length but one being slightly over half and the other being slightly less. He said, “Think of this like a video game where these are your life energy and magic bars. The difference here is that one is your male energy and the other your female. An additional difference is that when one goes up, the other goes down.”

Ranma nodded.

“For someone with your kind of Ki signature I can understand why you would say you like both of your forms. Even if you don’t want to get rid of the curse, there are ways to make it easier to live with.”

“Like what?”

Toshi explained, “I notice your female form is quite a bit smaller than your male form. Can you still effectively do your martial arts in that form?”

Ranma glared a little. “I’m not as strong in this form and my reach is shorter. I’m a lot faster in this form, so there are compensations.”

The sorcerer nodded. “How would you like your female form to be as tall as your male form?”

“You could do that?”

The blue haired woman nodded. “Since I got my own curse I did a lot of study on Jusenkyo curses. I know a lot about them now. I’ll bet you believe there are 109 separate curses – one for each spring, right?”

Ranma and Akane both nodded.

“Actually that isn’t true,” the sorcerer announced. “Since the water in all of those springs comes from a single magical source it is the same curse in all of the springs. It is a body switching or body modification curse.”

“Huh? But what about all of the animals and people who drowned there?”

“It’s still the same curse,” Toshi repeated. “What those people and creatures did was to provide a template or pattern for the change. You also probably didn’t know that the creature doesn’t have to drown to leave a pattern on a pool.”

Ranma interjected, “Actually we do know that something doesn’t always have to die.”

Surprised, Toshi asked, “How did you find that out?”

Ranma told the story. “When we were fighting the phoenix people, captain Kiima threw Akane into a pool that didn’t have a curse, or I guess you’d say it didn’t have a template. She almost drowned but was pulled out before she died. Then Kiima used the curse to make herself into a copy of Akane to deceive us.”

The sorcerer’s eyes got wide. “You mean there is a spring of Drowned Akane now?”

“The guide told us that it isn’t there any more.”

She shook herself. “To get back to what I was saying, about templates. They can be very general or very specific. The one based on Akane would be very specific and include looks and hair color and style. The template for Ranma’s curse is more general. His… her template mostly just specified human and female and I think young. There are a few other small details that help you adapt, but that’s about it. Basically your own body supplies the rest. ”

“Then where did the red hair come from?”

Toshi glanced over at his aunt. “Since Auntie Nodoka is a redhead, I’m guessing you had the gene for it in you already. Basically you look like you would have if you had been born a girl.”

“I couldn’t be a tall girl?” Ranma grumbled.

“I was able to learn something else about the curse. It won’t let you change the template to look like your birth form, but it will let you change it in other ways. Basically the curse doesn’t care what you change into as long as it is different from your birth form.”

“Wait. Are you saying you could make my girl form taller?”

“Yeah, that wouldn’t be hard,” confirmed Toshi. “It’s just a matter of adding a few more details to the template. I’m sure you must have wondered where the extra body mass goes to when you change from your male form to this smaller body.”

“Of course I wondered,” Ranma affirmed. “I didn’t think too seriously about it, though. I figured it was magic and I’d probably never understand the answer.”

The sorcerer smiled. “It’s not that difficult. Are you familiar with the Hidden Weapons technique?”

“Sure, I know a guy from China who is a master of the technique. You use your ki to create an invisible pocket ”

The man nodded. “Actually the full explanation for that is much more complicated, but what you said will do for now. When you changed into a smaller form the first time the curse magic created a similar pocket for the extra mass to be stored in. A pocket is also created when the curse form is larger than the birth form. That pocket is permanent and doesn’t draw on your ki to maintain it. Mana in the environment keeps it open.”

Looking confused, Ranma commented, “This is interesting but what does this have to do with making me taller in my girl form?”

“Just this. I can change the template so that none of your body mass gets stored, just moved around. You would stay about the same height. At the same time you would still keep the pocket and I can teach you how to use that to keep other stuff in it like your Chinese friend does.”

“Humph,” said Ranma. “I wouldn’t exactly call him a friend. It would be sort of cool, though. I wouldn’t think that it would be a pocket big enough to keep much.”

“Not at first,” Toshi conceded. “Once you learn how to access it, you can work on expanding it.”

A thought occurred to the red haired girl. “Can you change a template from an animal to a human?”

“I can’t change it to match the birth form, the curse itself wouldn’t allow it. Who did you have in mind to change?”

Ranma pointed at Genma. “Pop changes into a panda. Since you can’t cure him could you change the template so he changes into some other kind of human?”

The sorcerer looked thoughtful. “I’d need a template to copy from. The only human transformation template we have readily available is yours. If I had access to Jusenkyo I could use the template from the spring of drowned Virtuous Man or spring of Drowned Raging Hentai.”

Ranma contemplated that. “I would love if we could change his curse to Virtuous Man. If the girl template is all you have to work with, he might still be willing. I know he tried some Instant Nyaniichuan and didn’t seem to mind it too much. I think all of us would like to see the panda gone forever.”

Akane nodded.

After a bit more thought Ranma said, “I know someone else who has a curse to turn into an animal. Maybe he would be interested.”

Ranma’s fiancé looked confused. “Did you mean Taro?”

“If we do this right she’d never have to find out Ryoga was P-Chan.” Out loud she said, “He might be interested.”

“You can ask him. He probably won’t be happy when he hears Happosai is dead.”

It was Toshi’s turn to be confused. “Why would anyone be unhappy to hear that the old freak is dead?”

With a sigh Ranma told a greatly condensed version of the story. “Happosai was present for this guy’s birth. He gave the boy a ridiculous name and by the laws of his tribe, only Happosai can change it again.”

“What was the name?”

“Pantyhose Taro.”

Toshi snickered then smoothed his features with an effort. “With the old man’s obsession with ladies’ underwear I guess that’s not surprising. What does he turn into?”

“He fell into the spring of a yeti riding a bull holding an eel with a crane. He later fell into the spring of drowned octopus and that got added to his earlier curse.”

“Oh, that’s a rough one. Since the first template was already a composite the second one just added to the first. If it had been a template for a single creature it would have switched.”

“Would that be a problem?”

“I don’t think so. I’d be switching out a complicated template for a simple one.”

The sorcerer flipped the page of his sketch book and began to rapidly draw. After a moment he turned the book and displayed the drawing. “Would you call this a good likeness of your face and head in female form?”

The picture was a little small, so it was obviously not intended as a portrait. The quality of the drawing was excellent. Ranma and Akane both agreed that it was a good likeness.

Toshi formed an image in his mind then set about putting it down on paper. His pencil moved quickly and he seldom needed to use the eraser. When he turned the book around Ranma and Akane looked at the drawing. While the head was still Ranma-chan, the bikini-clad body looked longer and leaner and more muscular. Visible in the drawing were well developed deltoids, biceps, and triceps. The figure in the drawing had ‘6 pack’ abs, muscular butt and powerful looking legs.

The black haired girl said, “You’re a good artist. You could draw manga.”

The young sorcerer smiled. “Now that I’m out of the revenge business, maybe I’ll look into that as a job for the future.”

Ranma commented, “This looks like a girl super hero with my face. Are you saying that I can look like this?”

“Yes. This way I could use all of the mass and musculature of your male body in the female one. Besides, you’d look really hot like this.”

Both Ranma and Akane looked at him inquisitively. “Uh… Did I say that out loud?”

Both Ranma and Akane nodded.

“I, uh… have a confession. I’ve always kind of had a thing for buff looking women.”

Ranma gave her cousin an appraising look. The influence of the Family Stone made her willing to get intimate with family members. Since this was a cousin, that would still apply.

She decided to put that aside for the moment. She asked Akane, “How would you feel about being male and having sex with me in that body?”

Akane looked thoughtful. “I’d have to try it first before I could say.. Toshi is right that you would look really hot. I’d like to try it.”

Ranma nodded and said, “You said something about more magic.”

“Oh, right. I saw something in your aura that I think is the Nekoken.”

The redhead’s expression darkened. “Yeah, you read it right.”

“How did that happen?”

Ranma directed a glare at her father. “Baka Oyaji got hold of a book that told about this invincible martial arts technique. It wasn’t until after it had gone wrong that he read the warnings at the end of the book.”

“If he would do that to a child he really is a baka.”

Akane asked, “Do you know some magic that could cure him of that problem. He can’t hardly be around cats at all or he goes crazy.”

“I’ll have to study up on it. I may know a way, but I won’t know for sure until I can look in my books.”

“What else?”

“From what you’ve said, I get the impression that you have lots of weird stuff happening in your life.”

Ranma rolled her eyes. “You could say that.”

“There is a curse on you that makes you a chaos attractor. It’s kind of like the old Chinese curse that goes, ‘May you live in interesting times.’ This curse attracts weird things and situations to you like the Jusenkyo curse attracts water.”

The redhead nodded. “That had to have been on me for a long time. Weird stuff has been happening to me as long as I could remember.”

“I’ve seen magic like this before, but never as strong as this. I’d have to study on this one too before I could even attempt to modify or remove it. If I tried to do anything to it now, I could make it worse and worse could get you killed.”

“Anything else?”

The sorcerer looked embarrassed. “Maybe I should wait until I can talk to you in private.”

Ranma glanced at Akane who shrugged. “Akane is my fiancé. You can talk in front of her.”

He looked over at the black haired girl for a moment. “I found what looks like sex magic on you. It appears to be recent.”

“Oh, that’s the Family Stone.”

The sorcerer frowned for a moment. “That sounds familiar. What does it do?”

“It increases libido and decreases inhibitions. Everybody in the house has been exposed.”

The sorceress looked around at the people in the room. “Everyone in the house? What… kind… of inhibitions are we talking about?”

“The ones against incest.”

The sorceress eyed her cousin nervously.

Ranma had to laugh. “Relax, cousin. I’m not going to try and seduce you. At least, not if you don’t want me to. Maybe you’ll be more interested if you can get me looking like that drawing.”

“Uh…”

Akane slapped her fiance’s arm. “Stop teasing her. She’s being nice by offering to help you with your problems.”

“I’m just joking with you, Toshi.”

“Yeah, I know.”

Ranma shook her head. “For someone who’s 30 years old, you’re pretty shy.”

The blue haired woman confessed, “I spent almost all of that time training or in magic study. I didn’t have a lot to time to interact with people other than teachers and enemies. I’m not always comfortable in social situations.”

The redhead nodded. “I spent ten years traveling with my pop as my only companion for most of it. I’m getting over my shyness with the help of mom, Akane and her sisters.”

Akane spoke up, “Maybe you should check my ki now.”

“Oh, right.” The blue haired girl stood again and examined Akane.

“Your aura is clean. You have not been molested by Happosai.” She didn’t comment on all of the other sexual activity she detected in Akane’s aura.

After she finished that Nabiki came by. She had not been able to concentrate on anything when she had gone off to her room so she came back down to get her ki scanned. The whole discussion earlier had upset her more than she would have liked to admit. The knowledge of what had been sharing her home had been deeply disturbing.

When she was informed that she had not been molested without her knowledge the mercenary girl was infinitely relieved. With her mind more at ease she went back to her room to do some homework.

Since the process was not time consuming, Kasumi came next and was given the reassurance that she had not been raped by Happosai. Nodoka had not been hanging around the house enough that she felt she should be a candidate for being assaulted by Happosai, but she felt that it would be better for her peace of mind to be scanned.

When Toshi scanned Nodoka his expression became serious. When she saw the expression she asked, “What’s wrong? I haven’t been around this house much. The old gnome hasn’t had much chance at me.”

Toshi drew her aside and told her, “I don’t see any trace that you have been molested by him recently. I do find evidence of some manipulations done to your ki several years ago. It looks to me like your memory has been altered or partially erased. It was too long ago for there to be any identifiable trace of who did it.”

Looking alarmed the Saotome mother asked, “What was done to me?”

The blue haired girl said, “Give me a moment.” From seemingly nowhere she produced a scroll and unrolled a portion of it to look at. Visible to those looking over her shoulder were charts of pressure points.

Toshi was frowning at what she was reading. Finally she said, “I double checked. The ki manipulation done on you would have rendered you infertile.”

“Infertile? You mean the reason I was unable to have a second child after Ranma was something that someone did to me? Somebody deliberately made me unable to have another child?”

“That’s what it looks like.”

“When was this done?”

The blue haired sorceress looked at the scroll again then seemed to be doing a calculation in her head. “I can’t say for sure but I’d have to guess it was right after Ranma was born. Just about 17 years ago.”

“Why would anyone do such a thing to me?”

“Auntie, I’m sorry. The simplest explanation would be that someone didn’t want you getting pregnant.”

“But Genma always said he wanted a big family. He was terribly disappointed when he was told that I couldn’t have any more children. It was when he was told that that Ranma was going to be our only child that he came up with the idea of the training trip. He was pinning all his hopes for the future of the school on Ranma.”

Still peering at the scroll, Toshi said, “There would be a side effect to this. If this was left in place for several years you would likely lose interest in sex. Did that happen to you?”

Nodoka’s eyes went wide. “Yes, that did happen. Once or twice a year I had periods when it came back but they never lasted more than a day or two. That is, until the Family Stone. As things are now I may be a little too interested in sex.”

“Hmm,” said the sorceress. “Most of the magic I’ve studied was for fighting. I’ll have to study up on it, but I may be able to get everyone’s libido back to more normal levels.”

“Could you make me able to have children again?”

“Uh… Maybe. I’m reluctant to mess around in there. That is an area of the body that I’ve had little interest in working with before and know almost nothing about it. If I try to mess with things in that part of your body I could end up hurting you badly or even killing you. I’m not willing to take the risk.”

Nodoka’s face fell.

Toshi put a hand on Nodoka’s shoulder. “I’m sorry if this sounds insensitive, but are you sure you still want to have children after all this time?”

The auburn haired woman looked at her (currently) female son and blushed. “Yes, if I could, I would like to have another child or even more than one.”

“I’ll check my books, but I’m not going to make any promises on that. I should say that you shouldn’t give up all hope. Since losing interest in sex was a side effect, the magic that reversed it may also erode the main effect. You could get fertile on your own from having been exposed to that magic stone.”

“How sure of that are you?”

“Not very sure. I would suggest that I do another reading on you in a few months to see if I can see any unraveling of the effect.”

“Could you at least undo the memory block so I could remember who did this to me?”

“Yes, I can do that. I would warn you that they may be painful memories.”

“If someone was doing something to me against my will, I want to know who and what.”

Before they could proceed Kasumi stepped out of the kitchen carrying dishes of food. She announced, “Dinner is ready. You will be staying to eat with us, won’t you Toshi?”

“Why thank you, Kasumi-san. I’d like that.”

Ranma confidentially told her cousin, “The only person I know who can cook better than Kasumi is my Mom.”

Toshi told Nodoka, “Let’s find a quiet spot after dinner and I can give you the treatment to restore your memory.”

Everyone was very subdued during the meal. They all had much to think about and didn’t feel comfortable talking about it. There were still a number of glares that the females at the table directed toward the only two men currently in the house.

After the meal Toshi went with Nodoka into Kasumi’s bedroom where they could have privacy. While they were doing whatever they were doing the rest of the people in the house began pairing off and getting affectionate. (They did still have increased libidos from their exposure to the Family Stone.)

“ARRGH!” The sound from Kasumi’s room was not a scream so much as it was an inarticulate shout of rage. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked toward the stairs when Nodoka made an appearance. She stalked down the stairs holding the katana with her hand on the hilt. She was gripping it so hard her knuckles were white.

When she got down the stairs she stalked over to stand in front of Genma, who had been fondling Kasumi in his lap. When she saw the look on Nodoka’s face, Kasumi got up and moved away.

The Saotome matriarch spoke in a tightly controlled voice. “In all of the commotion over that perverted gnome’s death, I was distracted from my original purpose in coming here tonight. If you wish to keep your head attached to your body, I recommend you listen and don’t argue.”

The bald martial artist swallowed nervously. He didn’t think he had ever seen his wife this angry before.

“Genma, I am divorcing you. I am taking custody of Ranma. You will have no further say in his life. I will not have him living with you where you might have any influence on him.”

The elder Saotome male looked like he wanted to speak but the partial drawing of the katana silenced him. When he closed his mouth, Nodoka thrust the sword back into the scabbard with a click.

Nodoka turned to Soun who had been seated while Nabiki was sucking him. Under the force of her glare his erection deflated.

The woman told him, “I cannot tell you how to run your household and I know you feel a strong bond of friendship with my former husband from the mutual hardships you endured under the training of the perverted gnome. I still strongly recommend that you throw this piece of human trash out of your home and never have anything further to do with him.”

Soun’s expression was one of utter astonishment.

The Saotome mother turned and said, “Ranma, go get your backpack. Pack enough in it for a few days. You can come back for the rest of your belongings later. For as long as this… panda… remains living in this house I don’t want you staying here. More of his manners and attitudes might start rubbing off on you if you stay.”

Ranma opened his mouth to ask what was going on, but the expression on his mother’s face left no room for argument. He stood and headed up the stairs.

Nodoka turned back to the Tendo parent and said, “Soun, if you would be so kind, would you get those marriage papers you mentioned and bring them here. I’d like you to give them to Akane so she and Ranma can sign them as soon as they feel ready. Considering some of the topics of conversation lately, I wouldn’t imagine it would be long.”

To Akane she said, “I invite you to stay at my house tonight. If you do sign the marriage papers the two of you will be welcome to stay for as long as you want. There is plenty of room for the three of us. I expect that when you start having children the house will likely be too small and you’ll want something bigger.”

When her father handed her the papers she stuffed them into her book bag. Then she went up the stairs to pack an overnight bag.

Toshi had come downstairs and Nodoka now addressed herself to the sorceress. “I would imagine you are probably staying at a hotel right now. You are welcome to come stay at my house for at while.”

The blue haired girl bowed and said, “I thank you for the kind offer, Auntie. However, I will have to decline for the present. I do not wish to intrude into your home and I have some spells to research anyway. May I take a rain check on that offer?”

“Of course.”

Ranma and Akane were back down the stairs in a few minutes. They left together with Toshi. She parted with them after only a few blocks to go to her hotel. As they walked Nodoka still held a tight grip on her katana. Ranma and Akane decided that it would be for the best if they didn’t question her yet.

When they finally got back to the Saotome home they went to the living room where they Nodoka went to sit on the couch. Ranma dropped his pack on the floor and went to sit beside his mother. He put his arm around her to try and comfort her. Akane moved to sit on her other side and put an arm around her as well.

Ranma asked, “It must have been pretty horrible for you to react this way. Do you feel like talking about it yet?”

“I don’t feel like talking about it, but I think I must. It took every bit of control I possess to not kill Genma. I don’t want to get that close to losing control again.”

“What do you remember?”

“For a period of two years after you were born, that perverted gnome was in my bed more often than my husband. He used magic and pressure points to suppress my memories of it. He used the pressure point technique that Toshi spoke of to make sure that I didn’t get pregnant. But that wasn’t the worst.”

Ranma kept silent. He could wait until his mother found the words.

“Once a week he drained me. While he was ravishing me he drained my bodily energy. When he finished I was so weak that I literally couldn’t lift a finger. And while he was doing that Genma watched and actually cheered him on and yelled encouragements like, ‘Fuck that bitch good.’ Happosai used some kind of mind control on me so I couldn’t resist him. If that little freak wasn’t dead now I would kill him slowly.”

“I don’t care what kind of control or hold the freak may have had over Genma, I can never forgive what he allowed to happen to me. I can remember now feeling certain that I was going to die every time I was drained. I wanted to die to end the humiliation and torment, but they wouldn’t let me die. I had to stay alive to care for you.”

“They only stopped because they said they had more training that they couldn’t do in the city. When I heard that Genma and Soun had sealed the little monster in the cave I thought we were free and could lead a more normal life. That was when Genma told me that because I couldn’t have more children, he was going to take the one child we did have to train on the road. I refused to let him take you, but he took you anyway. He left behind that contract. I never asked for it.”

“I swear if I had these memories I would have taken you back the moment I met you again. I wouldn’t have left you under that man’s control. I would have spent every yen I had to track you and get you back from him. I would never have let you endure the tortures that man subjected you to in the name of martial arts training. I would certainly never have suggested you go to him as a sex partner.”

Nodoka fell silent. Ranma finally asked, “Do you think Pops remembers any of that?”

The older woman shook her head. “Probably not, but it doesn’t matter if he does or not. What matters is that he didn’t try to stop that monster, didn’t even say a word against it. He just watched and called out encouragements. I’d say it is a testament to his lack of character.”

After some thought Ranma said, “Maybe it would be better if Toshi didn’t change Pop’s curse template to a woman.”

“No! Toshi must change it. I’m hoping I could talk Toshi into locking Genma permanently into the form of a woman. Then he’d never be able to use that panda form to hide in plain sight. He’d not be able to use it to have sex as a man with a human woman. Being locked into the form of a woman would be a fitting punishment for someone with his attitude toward women.”

The pigtailed martial artist nodded. “I can’t argue with that.”

He paused before saying. “This is such a mess. Considering what I now know about the founder of the Anything Goes School I’m not sure I want to continue as the heir. Maybe I could create my own school that was free from any taint of that demonic pervert.”

“Perhaps that would be for the best,” mused Nodoka.

Akane protested, “That would get my father crying about the joining of the schools again.”

Nodoka turned to the youngest Tendo daughter. “Unlike my former husband your father is not a basically bad man, but he is weak. The fact that he retreated from the world after your mother’s death is proof of that. He should have taken up the parental responsibilities of his late wife or he should have remarried so his new wife could have taken over those responsibilities instead. What he did do was shirk his parental duties and left you girls to raise yourselves. You would be better off free of him. Your sisters would be better of leaving him as well.”

Akane sat with bowed head and a somber expression on her face. “I understand what you are saying and I can even agree with it to a degree. As Ranma’s wife I’d be moving out anyway and Nabiki will be moving out to attend University at the end of the school term. I don’t know if Kasumi could be persuaded to leave. She’s played the housewife for so long, I don’t know if she could break herself away from it now.”

Ranma put in, “Now that the Family Stone has had done it’s work, Kasumi is more like a real wife, even to taking care of Soun’s sexual needs. Thanks to that magic I can’t see that as a bad thing in itself but I worry that it might also involve her servicing my perverted father as well.”

Nodoka’s face changed from its angry scowl to an evil grin. “If we could talk Toshi to using his magic to change Genma’s curse template to a woman and then locking her that way, my former husband could be the one to ‘service’ Soun.”

The pigtailed martial artist grinned as well. “As you’ve told me, ‘You have the most delicious ideas,’ Mom. Those two deserve each other.”

The youngest Tendo took that in and said, “Maybe if that happened, Kasumi might be persuaded to leave. After all, daddy wouldn’t be alone.”

Ranma asked, “Do you think we could talk cousin Toshi into doing that?”

The Saotome mother said, “I think we should have a chat with him tomorrow. I think if we tell him what Genma has done to Ranma and me, he might be willing to do something to punish Genma.”

Author’s Notes: I originally wrote one, much bigger, chapter but broke it into two chapters. I’m hoping that these chapters will sufficiently tie up loose ends and yet still leave an opening for a sequel. I know this started out as a hentai and is ending as something else. I hope I don’t completely lose my audience.

If anyone wants to do fan art based on this chapter, the image I would most like to see is a reproduction of that drawing of ‘buff looking Ranma-Chan’ that I described. Obviously any other art anyone feels like drawing would be appreciated.

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