Futanari World

Futanari World
A Ranma 1/2 crossover fan fiction by Michael A. Ivins

I do not own any of the characters from Ranma 1/2 or any of the other animes included. I'm just borrowing them for fun.

Timeline note - This story takes place after the failed wedding. It is an AU from my story "Futanari Ranma" and is in no way a sequel, continuation or side story. It does share some background elements.

Chapter 1
The Great Futanari Transformation Wave

The government of the Peoples Republic of China was not happy with the Bayankala Mountain region. There were tribes in the area that lived in primitive conditions. That by itself wouldn't be a problem, but those tribes actively and openly practiced magic. Even that wouldn't be a problem if the magic was mere ritual and mumbo jumbo like most primitive tribes around the world. No, this was real magic that did things that should have been impossible according to the known laws of science.

The Chinese leaders wanted to present their nation to the world as modern and progressive, but with deep roots in the ancient past and respect for traditions. The Joketsuzoku, the Phoenix and the Musk didn't just have roots in the past, they seemed to live there. The tribes fought each other with primitive weapons such as swords, spears, bows and arrows. They had been warned that if they let their conflicts spread outside of their isolated region, the Peoples' Liberation Army would come in and solve their differences permanently.

Muddying the waters further, there was another tribe in the region. They were a people that were hard to figure out. The people in the village of Futar embraced modern technology, had electric lights, used computers and even ran a business on the internet. They also used their business to sell a product of magic. Even if that were not the case, the entire population of the village were freaks. Every last one of them was a futanari, a human hermaphrodite. The village of Futar was officially ignored by the government.

If anyone from the outside world were to visit the village, their first impression would be that the village was inhabited solely by women. Nowhere among any of the population of the village could there be found a single masculine face. Sometimes first impressions can be very wrong.

Today was a different story. Now the streets were oddly empty. The lights were off and there was no visible sign of the usual comings and goings of a village full of people.

To one side of the village there was a pool of water, a spring. This was one of the things that gave fits to the PRC government. The spring had magic properties. Anyone from the outside world who bathed in the waters of that spring experienced a magical transformation. Water taken from that spring could work the transformation in other places.

There is a good reason why it is mentioned that outsiders get changed by the waters of the spring. Those who lived in the village already wear the form that the transformation creates. It has been that way for generations.

Even though the village was mostly deserted there was still activity. By the side of the pool a large cloth has been spread. Many arcane symbols were marked on the cloth and at strategic points in the pattern of symbols magic talismans rested. In the center of the cloth was something said to be single most powerful magical artifact ever created in the history of the world.

By the edge of the big cloth a cushion was placed and on it sat what appeared to be a woman in a black robe decorated with mystic symbols. She sat quietly with her eyes closed. She appeared to be meditating as if preparing herself for some ordeal.

An ordeal it would be. The spell the wizard was about to cast was extremely potent. With the boost provided by the magic artifact in the center of the cloth, this spell was powerful enough to affect every being, either human or humanoid on the earth. The amount of magical energy being channeled through the wizard would be enough to kill her. For the accomplishment of the goal, she was willing to give up her life.

After an hour of meditation, the wizard opened her eyes. She was ready. Not only was she ready to do the work required to cast the spell, she had made peace with herself and was ready to give up her life for what she believed to be a greater good. She picked up the scroll that had been resting in her lap and unrolled it. Finally she began to read aloud the words of the spell.

The wizard didn't look around herself. She didn't need to. She knew the village was deserted. It had been for nearly a month. Of the population of the village there only remained the wizard and three others. The others would be the ones to clean up after the wizard completed her work.

* * *

It was a gloriously beautiful Sunday afternoon in the Nerima Ward of the City of Tokyo. The sun was shining and a few light, fluffy clouds drifted lazily. They didn't look like the sort of clouds that would let go of any rain, but that wasn't a guarantee. It felt like the kind of day tailor made for goofing off, although it was almost certain that some people used a day like this to catch up on household chores, yard work and home repairs.

On the roof of one of the homes in the district a young man lay in quiet repose. The house was home to the Tendo family and temporary home to Saotome Ranma, Genma and Nodoka. The young man on the roof was Ranma.

The young man was engaging in one of his favorite pastimes, gazing at the sky, trying to see familiar shapes in the clouds. It was relaxing. Oftentimes dealing with the residents of the house below could be stressful and lying on the roof was a way to quietly relieve some of that stress. Part of that stress resulted from the fact that Ranma suffered from a peculiar Chinese curse. After falling in a magic spring, he was subjected to changing into a busty young red haired girl when splashed with cold water and hot water would return him to his male form. That return would only last until the next cold splash.

Ranma cast a wary eye on the clouds. After having had his curse for a while, Ranma truly didn't mind turning into a girl all that much. In fact there were times when he rather liked his girl form. It was especially useful in scamming free food from young male servers in restaurants and outdoor food vendors. He just wished he didn't have to put up with getting wet to achieve his female form.

On this particular day he had retreated to the roof to try and think about his situation and his life. At one time he had been certain that he loved the tomboy named Tendo Akane and believed she had loved him as well. Otherwise why would Akane have even tried to go through with the wedding that had been sprung on them without warning? It wasn't Ranma's fault that it was ruined. Yet Akane acted as if she believed that the wedding had failed because Ranma had wanted it to.

Lately it seemed the only reason there was still an engagement was the frequent blathering of the fathers on the subject of "joining the schools" and family honor. As if either man had any real comprehension of the concept of honor.

On more than one occasion Akane had declared the engagement over, but their fathers wouldn't allow it. They would tell Ranma to apologize even on the occasions when he hadn't done anything to apologize for.

A large part of the problem, at least in Ranma's opinion, was living in the same house as Akane. He was starting to think that his best course of action would be to go on a solo training trip to get some distance from the problem. Maybe if he could spend a couple of weeks away from Akane, he might be able to think clearer. Maybe some time away would help Akane as well.

Yes, that would do it. He would go get his backpack ready and get away for a couple of weeks. Even if Akane didn't benefit from it, the time away would give Ranma a chance to clarify his thinking about the whole affair. It would be best if he left in secret because if it was known he was going, the fathers would likely insist that he take Akane with him.

At that moment he stopped his train of thought. The trip couldn't start tomorrow. His Grandfather was coming to town to visit. Along with him, cousin Tenchi would be coming as well. Ok, he'd still go on the training trip but he would travel with his cousin when they headed back to their home. Tenchi was a nice guy, it didn't seem likely that he would object to Ranma staying at his place for a week or two.

He sat up and glanced around. Before he could get to his feet, he witnessed a most peculiar phenomenon. To the west of his position he could see what looked like an enormous wall of some kind of distortion that passed across the sky and land. To the eye it looked like the kind of simmering, wavering heat distortion one could see above a paved road on a very hot day or over the burners on the kitchen range top. The only problem with that comparison was that the weather was merely warm, not hot and a light breeze was keeping the temperature pleasant.

Whatever it was, the phenomenon was huge and approaching fast. It stretched from horizon to horizon and was moving faster than a race car. Although Ranma had the momentary urge to jump down from the roof and seek shelter indoors, he had the feeling that it would be useless. No, he felt sure that this was something that could not be escaped. Mentally he braced himself for something terrible while physically relaxing his muscles.

When the distortion wave touched him, Ranma could feel a familiar tingle all over his body. It was almost the exact same tingle that accompanied his change in form from one gender to another. But there was something different about it this time.

Ranma flipped her pigtail around and saw that the color had changed to the startling shade of red that went with her girl form. She shook her head and wondered yet again why Jusenkyo had to give her hair of a color that normally shouldn't be possible without chemical assistance.

She looked down at her chest and saw breasts where she was used to seeing them. However, there was a difference this time, in fact more than one. She started to mentally catalog the differences in her body.

The first thing Ranma noticed was that she had changed without the slightest trace of water of any temperature, at least none that she had seen or felt. There had been times she had changed in the middle of a fight and hadn't noticed it, but at those times she had always found herself wet when she spared the attention to check. Now, as she looked around, she could find no trace wetness on the roof around her. There was no telltale darkening of the roofing tiles that would confirm water had splashed. Her hair and clothing felt dry. Additionally was the difference in how her clothing was fitting.

Ranma's girl form was several centimeters shorter than her boy form. This and other changes in her body usually made it necessary to adjust her clothing. That normally meant tightening the drawstring at her waist when her mid-section became smaller. The elastic at the ankles prevented the bottoms of the pant legs from tripping her when she got shorter but there was usually a surplus of fabric around her ankles. The growth of an impressive bosom didn't require as much of an adjustment to her shirt because the smaller body meant that her shirt was still big enough. Mostly it just needed a tug here and there and her shirt was fine.

Now though, Ranma's shirt felt tight over her breasts. Her pants no longer seemed too long on her legs either. If anything the pants now seemed shorter on her than they had been before she had come up to the roof. It was almost as if her change to female hadn't made her shorter as it usually did. It was more like she had remained the same height as her male form or even grown taller and was now a much bigger girl than before. Was that even possible? What had that strange wave thing done to her?

The sound of shouting from inside the house distracted Ranma from her introspective musing. From her position on the roof the words were hard to make out. In fact she thought she could detect raised voices from some of the neighboring houses as well. Apparently something was affecting people other than just Ranma herself. Not all of the voices were angry. Some sounded frightened, near to panic.

Looking over a couple of streets, there appeared to be a car crashed into a light pole, which leaned at a crazy angle. Somewhere off to one side it could be seen that another car had crashed into a fire hydrant, causing a fountain of water to spray into the air.

Farther away Ranma could spot what appeared to be the beginnings of a faint plume of smoke. It looked like a house might be on fire. She was thinking about getting up to see about helping, but could hear the sounds of sirens. Believing the problem was under control, Ranma stood on the roof and wondered again what the hell was going on. That distortion wave seemed to have affected almost everything or at least everybody around. A dog was barking in the back yard next door but that wasn't unusual.

The redhead had walked to the edge of the roof to jump down when she heard Akane's voice. Since the Ranma was standing over the window of Nabiki's room, it was obvious that Akane had gone into her sister's room to do her shouting. The young woman's voice said, "This has to be Ranma's fault somehow! Somebody must have been trying to get revenge on him for some perverted thing he did and they hit us instead."

The voice of Nabiki, the middle sister of the three Tendo girls answered, "Akane, that doesn't even make any sense. You're saying someone intended to change Ranma into a dick-girl and changed everyone else in the family by mistake. Are you suggesting maybe it was some kind of scatter-shot thing and they got the whole house so they would be sure of getting Ranma?"

Ranma missed Akane's answer because she noticed that from somewhere inside the house there could be heard the sound of a woman weeping. There were other voices as well. Again, the words were not clear, but there was a common theme in that anger and fear were evident in the tones used.

Ranma thought about what she had just heard. Nabiki had said everyone in the house had been changed into a dick-girl? She grabbed at her crotch through her pants and found that her male equipment was still there. Ok, that was weird. Her curse had never worked like that before. She still had her penis but at the same time as having breasts. How had that happened?

Deciding to test what she had heard, Ranma sat back down on the roof. The redhead thrust her hand under the still-loose drawstring at her waist and past the elastic waistband of her boxer shorts. She could feel her penis and scrotum pretty much where she remembered them, maybe positioned a little higher than they should be. Still, there was something else wrong. She moved her fingers back and found that in between her male equipment and her anus, there was a fully female vagina. Dick-girl indeed.

For a moment Ranma couldn't move or think. She had suffered another sexual change just as profound as the one she'd experienced at Jusenkyo. But this time she hadn't been doing anything like training over cursed pools of water to cause it. No, this time the change was from some strange effect moving through the air. For doing such a thing to her, somebody deserved to get their butt kicked. The only problem was that she had no idea who to be angry with.

Coming out of her semi-paralysis, she looked toward the downtown area of Tokyo and could see more plumes of smoke rising. Whatever had happened, it was causing a general area disturbance. This didn't look like it was aimed at her or even just the Tendo home. By the time she had completed these observations about fifteen minutes had gone by since the peculiar wave had passed over.

Ranma moved over to the edge of the roof and dropped down to hang upside down outside the window of Nabiki's room. She tapped on frame of the open window to get the attention of the two people inside.

Predictably, Akane saw her fiancé and the anger already evident on her face intensified. She summoned her mallet and shouted, "You baka! This has to be your fault. What did you do!"

Ranma shouted, "AKANE STOP!" The black haired girl pulled up short, she wasn't sure why. Normally she would ignore any protests voiced by the target of her ire, but there was something in the redhead's voice and attitude that gave her pause.

When she was satisfied that she wouldn't be the victim of immediate mayhem, the redhead reported, "This wasn't aimed at me. I think it hit everybody in town."

The anger didn't disappear, but lessened. The youngest Tendo sibling dropped her mallet from its ready position, but still held onto it. "What are you talking about? What do you mean, everybody?"

"If I come in will you promise to at least listen before you hit me?" begged Ranma.

Nabiki invited, "Come in. I want to hear about this. Akane, put that away." The mercenary girl made a peremptory gesture to enforce her words.

Her expression still angry, Akane dispersed her mallet. She could bring it back quickly if she needed to. She felt that she still had ample reason for anger. Something had been done to her body without her permission. It was something perverted and someone needed to be punished for it.

When Ranma swung in through the window and stood inside the room, both Nabiki and Akane took a step back, their faces displaying expressions of surprise and shock. When she saw the reaction, Ranma asked, "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Nabiki closed her mouth that had been hanging open. From the face, voice and attitude, this had to be Ranma, even with the visible changes. With some effort she brought forth the emotional control of the Ice Queen and suggested, "Look at yourself, Ranma. You've grown. Your girl form is taller than your male form now. You're taller than me, maybe taller than Kasumi. At a guess I'd say you're about as tall as my father."

"Huh?" Ranma looked at Nabiki and realized that she wasn't looking up at the middle Tendo sister as she usually did. She should have guessed from the way her clothing was fitting, but it hadn't been obvious when she was out on the roof. Inside Nabiki's room, everything looked smaller to her than it had before. She looked at her reflection in the vanity mirror and a sudden thought occurred. This was likely what her girl form would have looked like if she hadn't suffered starvation and malnutrition while on the 10 year training trip.

Well, that was an interesting thought, but there was no time to spend thinking about it now. She needed to diffuse a situation that could potentially be hazardous to her health. Ranma said, "When I was on the roof, looking at the sky, there was a wave of some kind of huge distortion in the air like a heat wave that passed over. It went all the way from the horizon to the north to the horizon to the south. It was headed east and moving fast. When it passed over me I could feel myself changing. It tingled like my usual sex change, but I didn't change into the same girl form as usual."

She added, "I think it must have done something to everyone it passed over, not just in this house. There's been car crashes around the area, there's fires all over town and I could hear sirens. I could hear shouting from some of the neighbor houses and it sounds like people are scared as well as mad. Something major is going on."

Nabiki thought about that. It certainly didn't sound like something aimed at Ranma or even the people in this house. Deciding that she needed more information, the mercenary girl went to her desk and pushed a button on the combination radio/CD player that sat there. There was no music playing. What sounded like a woman's voice said, "Reports continue to come in from all over Japan. There have been a few sporadic reports from other parts of the world as well. It is now believed that the strange transformation has happened to everyone, everywhere in the world."

"To recap, witnesses report to having seen some strange distortion in the air that passed over everything about twenty minutes ago. The wave was traveling in a west to east direction when it came over Japan, but reports from Europe say the distortion wave was traveling east to west in that part of the world. All witnesses report that they have been transformed into what a doctor in our studio is saying are human hermaphrodites, persons who are both sexes at the same time. We will report back with more details as they become available."

Nabiki turned off the radio and turned to her sister. "If it happened to everyone in the world, that means it wasn't aimed at Ranma. I think we should check on the everyone downstairs."

As the small group walked toward the door of the bedroom, Nabiki said, "Maybe in an hour we should turn on the TV to see if they have enough information to make a better report of what happened."

They went downstairs, Nabiki in the lead. When she got to the foot of the stairs they stopped. All eyes turned toward Ranma. Expressions varied from anger to betrayal to confusion. It was clear that they believed that the young Saotome was somehow responsible for what had happened to them.

Nabiki announced, "Ranma didn't do it and it's not his, I mean her, fault. The change that happened to all of us wasn't aimed at Ranma. From what just I heard on the radio it's happened to everyone in the world."

The weeping they'd heard stopped. A tall, slender woman with long, dark hair stood up. The woman's face was familiar but the mustache they were all used to seeing there was missing. Tendo Soun said, "Everyone in the world? Who would do such a thing?"

Nabiki gestured helplessly. "I don't know. I mean I can't even begin to imagine what someone would have to gain by turning everyone in the world into dick-girls or how they would go about doing it. On the face of it, it just seems... silly. It seems like something a perverted mad scientist would do."

"I don't understand it," wailed what appeared to be an ugly woman with a bandanna tied over her dark hair. Based on the bandana, the glasses she was holding in her hand and the stained gi, Ranma had to assume that it was her father. She shuddered and thought to herself, "Damn! Pops makes a really ugly woman. I'm glad I get my looks from Mom."

Nodoka still looked like herself. She admonished, "Calm down, Genma. If this is something that's happened to everyone in the world, then you'll just have to adapt to it. Perhaps the authorities can figure out who did it and find a way to reverse it. Until then, we'll just have to live with it."

Genma protested, "That's easy for you to say, No-Chan. Other than having a penis added to your body, you look exactly the same. Look at me. I'm a woman!"

Nabiki interrupted what looked to be a rant in the making, "Technically, Uncle Genma, you're a futanari. It's true the change is more dramatic on you than those of us who started out as girls, but take a look at Ranma."

Now feeling nervous, the redhead said, "Why look at me?"

Nabiki said, "You've changed more than other men. You're taller than you were. Before, your girl form was petite, almost tiny. You were shorter than Akane, shorter than your mom. The difference in height between your two forms was the sort of thing that made me wonder where all the extra mass went when you changed. Now you're taller than your mom, even taller than you were in your boy form. Your breasts are bigger too. You're also more muscular than your old girl form."

Ranma spread her hands out in a helpless gesture. "I don't know why I got bigger. Maybe I should just get some hot water to see if I can still change back into a guy."

Kasumi looked troubled as she announced "I don't know how well that would work. I tried using hot water on myself. Nothing happened."

Everybody looked questioningly at the eldest sister. "When I changed, I wondered if it might be like Ranma's curse. I tried pouring hot water on myself but I didn't change. I thought perhaps the water wasn't hot enough but I haven't had time to test that. Still, since I didn't have a curse before, maybe it would be different for Ranma."

The eldest Tendo daughter went into the kitchen and brought out the kettle she always kept on low heat for use by Ranma or Genma. She came forward and poured the hot water on the redhead. Other than getting wet, there was no noticeable change and Ranma didn't feel the tingle of transformation.

With a sigh, the Ranma said, "It looks like this change replaces my old curse. I guess I'm like everybody else in the world now. If this is a cure I don't know if I should feel happy or sad about it."

Being the smart one in the family, Nabiki said, "It looks like whatever the transformation did to you, it changed or overrode your curse and Uncle Saotome's. I still can't figure out why you're taller and more filled out."

"Uh... Nabiki, I had a thought, when I was looking in your mirror," Ranma ventured.

"What was your thought?" the brunette asked.

"Well, you know how Pops and I are always fighting over food?" At the nods she saw, the redhead explained, "He said it was speed training. If I wasn't fast enough I'd go hungry even when I was a little kid. Besides that, a lot of the time back then all we had to eat was rice and maybe a few vegetables we could scrounge."

"Ok, you didn't eat a very balanced diet when you were growing up," Nabiki said. "What's your point?"

"Well, I was just thinking that if I'd been born as a futanari and grew up training the same but eating better, this is probably what I would have looked like."

Genma protested, "You ate fine when you were growing up."

Nabiki and everybody else ignored the futanari wearing the bandanna. The brunette said, "You think the transformation may have given you the body you would have had if you'd had a better childhood? Well, that's an interesting theory."

She looked over at Genma and asked, "Uncle Saotome why are you holding your glasses and not wearing them?"

The older Saotome frowned and said, "I noticed it right after the change. I couldn't see as well. But when I took my glasses off my vision seems to be perfect without them now.

Nabiki took that in and considered it. It was an interesting bit of data, but there were too many other things that she didn't know. That fact along with Ranma's speculation of her growth suggested something, but it wasn't enough by itself. She turned to the rest of the family and said, "Look, right now all we have are theories. From what I heard on the radio, everybody is in the same boat right now."

She paused a moment before saying, "Let's all calm down and refrain from wild speculation. If this is truly a global phenomenon like the people on the radio are saying, then there's likely to be a lot of really smart people working on it. We'll give it some more time then turn on the TV to see if they have gotten enough information to give a report."

Soun and Genma went to the game table and set up for a game of go. It was painfully obvious that neither of them could concentrate on a game. Neither of them could even focus enough on their playing to effectively cheat. Kasumi and Nodoka took out some cook books, saying they were looking for a recipe to use for supper. It was obvious to all that the two futa were just looking for a way to kill time.

Akane went to the dojo to break bricks and Ranma did katas in the back yard. Nabiki picked up a magazine and tried to read, but couldn't concentrate. She kept glancing at the clock, waiting for time to pass.

When the middle Tendo sibling judged enough time had passed, she stood up from her chair and laid the magazine on the table next to it. She went to the door to the yard and said, "Ranma, would you get Akane and ask her to come in? I think it's time to see if the TV news people have enough information to make a better report."

When Ranma went to the door of the dojo she couldn't hear any sounds of bricks or concrete blocks breaking. Maybe the tomboy had run out of bricks. She opened the door and found her fiancée kneeling. The black haired futa had her eyes closed. The piles of brick fragments showed she had been breaking them, but apparently had stopped.

When she heard the door open, Akane looked at her fiancé in the door. "Trying to meditate?" Asked Ranma.

"Yeah, not having much luck at it, though," the youngest Tendo sibling replied. "My mind is too chaotic for me to focus enough."

"Come on inside," the redhead urged. "Nabiki thinks enough time has passed for the TV news people to have a better idea of what's going on."

* * *

Earlier at a house beside a lake in a quiet forest near to the city of Okayama, an odd group of people was gathered. A blue haired young girl with long ponytails was in the kitchen cleaning up after lunch.

On a couch in the living room a red haired girl who appeared to be 12 years old was quietly sipping a cup of tea while reading from a holographic screen that was floating in front of her. Her hair was spiky and stuck out on the sides of her face somewhat resembling the legs of a crab while hanging to below her waist in back.

Two young women were also in the living room. One was a blonde with bronzed tan skin who was sitting next to another woman with dark green hair. They were talking in low tones. The other residents of the house were in another room.

Suddenly a light began flashing in one corner of the holographic screen the redhead was looking at. A strident beeping was audible.

The small girl began typing on her holographic keyboard in an almost frantic manner. At that moment there was something that seemed to move through the room. Everybody in the house and surrounding area felt a tingle in their body and a sensation of change.

In addition to the beeping coming from the holographic screen there now could be heard a klaxon blaring. The little girl shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She read the information on the screen then typed some more to try and gain better understanding of what had just happened.

She was too busy reading her screen to notice the actions of the other people. The two women in the living room were eyeing each other. Then each of them reached down to feel of their crotch. Eyes widened in alarm. Several voices called out almost in unison, "WASHU! What have you done?"

Washu held up a hand to indicate that people should wait. She said, "Wait for everybody to get here. Oh, and by the way - I didn't do it." At that moment the beeping and klaxon fell silent.

A well endowed cyan haired woman with large squarish ears and yellow cat-like eyes phased into being hovering in the air. She shouted, "Hey Mom!" The word 'mom' was loaded with a heavy freight of scorn, "What the hell did you do to me?"

The self proclaimed greatest genius scientist in the universe replied, "It wasn't me. I'm still trying to figure it out. It may have been an attack."

An elegant looking woman of regal bearing with purple hair in two long tails, entered the room. She was wearing a kimono-like garment in the color purple. She had been angry but had arrived in time to hear Washu's last statement. "Attack? What kind of attack is this?"

"Still trying to figure it out," the scientist repeated. She was starting to sound annoyed at the questions.

From outside what appeared to be a dark haired teenaged girl came in. She was wearing rough clothes and looked like she had been working in the dirt. Her hair was pulled back into a tight little ponytail. She took in the scene with Washu working on her computer and Ryoko said, "She thinks it might have been an attack."

Shortly, a tall slender woman with gray hair came in. The woman was wearing the garb of a Shinto priest. She looked around then took off her square glasses. After looking through them a couple times she folded them and just held them in her hand. It was evident from this woman's apparent age that she was likely Katsuhito.

A moment later Noboyuki came in. She was also in the form of a woman and she had taken off her glasses.

Washu glanced up and said, "Now that everybody's here, I'll tell you what I know. A short while ago my sensors detected a buildup of some peculiar energy in China. Normally I wouldn't have paid attention to anything that far away, but this power was huge."

She pressed a key and the holographic screen expanded to enormous size. At the moment it was displaying graphs and sensor readings. Nothing on the screen was comprehensible to the people looking.

A few key presses changed the view on the screen to what could be recognized as the valley where the house rested. Washu looked at the screen and said, "Hmm, you can't really see it in this static view. Let me program in a looped playback."

When the scene in the screens began to move they could see it better. It looked like a distortion wave of heat.

"What is that?" Several people asked all at the same time.

The scientist said, "About a half hour ago my sensors detected the buildup of a strange kind of energy. The buildup was slow, so I wasn't worried about it. Then a short while ago the rate of increase spiked and the energy level became huge. That was when the energy started to move and that's what you see in the loop. I'm not sure where the energy came from."

She looked troubled. "It wasn't the kind of energy that could be used that way, but there was enough of it that it could have vaporized the island of Japan. When the energy level spiked it suddenly began to spread out in a ring that traveled until it covered the whole world."

"As far as what it did, it transformed us. Even though I said it could be an attack, that was just a first impression. The power of that energy wave was enough that if the beings who launched it had wanted to, they could have wiped out all life on the planet. Instead they just transformed people into futanari. At least I'm pretty sure that it did that to everyone in the world."

Sarcastically Ryoko responded, "Oh, so are you saying I should be happy that I've been changed into a dick-girl?"

With a sigh, Washu said, "No, you shouldn't be happy you've been transformed. However, you should be grateful you weren't killed instead."

Tenchi asked, "But 'Lil Washu, if you were monitoring the energy buildup, couldn't you have shielded us?"

Now frowning, the diminutive genius said, "I tried. The energy wave moved through my shields like they weren't there. I'd almost think it was magic."

Ayeka said, "Please be serious, Miss Washu. Everyone knows there's no such thing as magic."

"And what Tenchi can do with the Light Hawk wings isn't magic?"

"But that is all known to science," argued the princess.

Shaking her head Washu said, "Magic can sometimes be nothing more than a word for a technology we don't understand. The energy that transformed us was in a form and structure that I've never encountered before. I got enough readings that I can probably figure it out, but it will take time."

"Can you change us back?" Asked Sasami.

"I could," the redhead responded. "But for the moment I'm not going to try."

"What!" yelled everyone at the same time.

In a diplomatic tone Ayeka said, "Surely returning everyone to their normal form would be no challenge to the greatest genius scientist in the universe. After all you were able to turn me in a kappa and return me to my true form." While her tone was level, she was controlling her temper with an effort.

"I didn't say I can't, I said I wont," the genius answered. "For two reasons. The first reason has to do with the transformation itself. Every scientist has their own way to accomplish a genetic transformation. For lack of a better term I suppose you could call it, a style."

She continued, "When I transform someone, I know exactly what I did and how I did it. In that case it is child's play to reverse." She snapped her fingers.

With a thoughtful gaze she appeared to stare into space as she said, "When someone else transforms a person they do it a different way. They use different genetic markers. It isn't that hard to see what they did, but figuring out how they did it is much more difficult. If I tried to change you back to your previous bodies without knowing how you were changed to your current ones it could cause problems."

Tenchi somewhat nervously asked, "What kind of problems, 'lil Washu?"

The redhead turned to Tenchi and with a sad expression. "If I mess with your genetics now, before I've had a chance to study your change, I could end up changing you into some bizarre mutation with no chance of fixing it. Or you could end up a puddle of gelatinous goo."

On hearing that, everybody gulped nervously.

Katsuhito spoke up at the point. "You said there were two reasons. What's the second one?"

"You could say it is more of a social reason," responded Washu. "As you were before you could have walked among the people in any earthly city and passed as one of the natives so long as you didn't make a display of other worldly powers. You could still do that now because everybody in the world was transformed the same as you were."

She cast her look around the room and said, "If you were to be changed back to the way you were that would no longer be true. Those of you who started as women might be able to get away with it because your differences would be hidden by your clothing. For Tenchi, Noboyuki or Katsuhito you would only need to show a masculine face and Earth people would instantly know you weren't transformed as they had been."

The former men took that in and considered it. Washu continued, "If you were going to leave this planet and never come back, I would see no reason to not transform you back, once I could do it safely. However, as long as you stay here and if there is even a remote chance you might interact with the natives, you must remain at least superficially like them. You know that we are not allowed to openly declare ourselves as aliens."

She muttered, "The MIB gets really upset when aliens try to openly declare themselves. It creates a lot of work for them and they have to neuralize a lot of people to erase the memories."

"M.I.B.?" Tenchi said. "I thought that was just a movie."

"Humph," Washu snorted. "That's what they want you to think. No, the MIB's are real and nowhere near as humorous as they look in the movies. Oh, it was a comic book before it was a movie."

The small futa stood up and tugged at her shorts. She said, "Now if you'll excuse me, I think I need to go to my lab and see if I can find or create some underwear that will fit my new anatomy better."

* * *

Earlier in the Minato ward of Tokyo, specifically in Azabu-Juuban. At a home shared by four women. They were enjoying the quiet Sunday. Setsuna Meiyoh was quietly sipping her tea and reading a magazine. Tenoh Haruka was seated on the couch and Keiyoh Michiru was snuggled up next to her. The aqua haired beauty was whispering into the ear of the short haired, boyish blonde and smiling. The blonde was smiling as well.

Off to one side of the room a younger girl with dark purple hair was sitting by herself listening to music playing on a pair of earphones plugged into an MP3 player. She had her eyes closed and was moving her arms and head as if doing a kind of seated dance to the music.

Suddenly there the sense of a strange... something that moved through the room. All of the women there felt a tingling in their bodies and an odd sensation of change.

Hotaru snatched the earphones off her head, Setsuna dropped her magazine and the two lovers were looking at each other with wide eyes. Haruka turned to the green haired woman and demanded, "Setsuna, what the hell was that?"

The Senshi of Time looked confused. "I... I don't know. That felt like some kind of magic. I thought it was a shape shifting spell, but I'm still me, at least I think I am. I didn't see anything like this coming in the Time Gates."

A thought occurred to her and she reached under her skirt and felt at the crotch of her panties. "Oh no! Oh, nonononono! How could I have missed seeing something like this in the gates?"

All of the others in the room had felt the discomfort at their groins. It was as if their panties had become too tight. Haruka summed it up for the rest, "I've been changed into a dick-girl! Did the rest of you change the same way?"

Setsuna glanced over to Hotaru, who nodded with an expression bordering on panic. She looked more closely and noticed something. In addition to the odd sexual change, her adopted daughter seemed to be taller, more muscular and generally fitter than she had been.

Haruka asked, "Is this some kind of attack?"

Michiru shook her head. "Don't be silly love. What kind of idiot would attack by turning us into futanari? It's not like it would give them any kind of advantage in a fight."

Setsuna stood up. She said, "Haruka have your communicator ready. I'm sure we're going to be hearing from the Inners. I'm going to go to the Gates. I may not have seen this coming, but I should be able to track where it came from and how widespread it is. If any of the Inners call, let them know I'm looking into it. I think we should have a meeting to talk about what I find out."

There was a brief light show as Setsuna changed into Sailor Pluto. After she was in her fuku, she lifted up her skirt to look. The bodysuit to which the skirt was attached now seemed to have modified itself to accommodate the addition to her anatomy. She shook her head and disappeared.

* * *

In still another part of Tokyo was the home of the Shimeru family. In one bedroom two girls were chatting about school and what was coming up the next day. One girl had long black hair and was quite pretty, while the other was blonde and gorgeous. Out in the living room a blonde haired man with a mustache was reading a financial report dealing with the modeling career of Iroka Kahoru. A woman was working in the kitchen and an older girl was reading a magazine.

At that moment there was the odd perception of something that moved through the house and the sensation of change. The Shimeru family members were no strangers to the feeling of change, but this time it was if the change was only part way complete.

The blonde haired man was now dark haired and looked like the picture attached to the financial report. She patted her chest and noticed that she now had breasts. She shifted her bottom around in her seat and frowned. The change to having breasts was nothing new but it had felt different this time. It also felt like something that should have disappeared during the change hadn't.

"Dad?" Futana was standing up. She had grabbed the crotch of her pants and now released it. "What the hell is going on. I changed, but not all the way. I've got a dick but I've still got my girl parts."

Iroka stood up and said, "I don't know. It's like I changed but not all the way."

At that moment Futaba and Misaki rushed in from the bedroom upstairs. Futaba said, "Dad... uh Mom? What's going on? Misaki and I both changed, but not into guys. It's like we're guys and girls at the same time."

"I don't know," answered the older person. "Nothing like this has ever happened to anyone in our family. I've been trying to change but nothing is happening. Would the rest of you please try and change?"

On every face there was a look of concentration. After several minutes of that everyone relaxed and looked around. Kahoru asked, "Anything?"

All of the people in the room shook their heads.

Author's Note: People who have been following my work will have noticed that this is my second story where people get changed into futanari. The other one just had Ranma and family changing, obviously this one has the whole world changing. You might say this story was a sort of an experiment. My story "Futanari Ranma" is a lemon. I'm trying to write this story with no lemon content. There will be some rough language, and some references to sex but no actual descriptions of sex acts.

This is actually my second version of the 'world changed into futanari' story. The first one was not a crossover and I included a romance between Ranma and Mousse. For this version I included the Tenchi Muyo crew and the Sailor Senshi. The Shimeru family are from the manga series "Futaba Kun Change." After I wrote this chapter I discovered I really couldn't think of a good way to bring Shimeru's into contact with the rest of the characters, so for now their appearance will be a cameo. I'd welcome suggestions on ways to bring them into the main story.

As something of a romantic, matchups I have planned -
Ranma - Makoto/Sailor Jupiter
Akane - Ryoko
Nabiki - Princess Ayeka
Tenchi - Sassami/Tsunami
Washu - Ami/Sailor Mercury
Kasumi - Setsuna/Sailor Pluto
Mihoshi - Kiyone
Ukyo - Konatsu
Ryoga - Akari
Soun - Hinako
Hiroshi - Daisuke

I haven't decided what I want to do with Shampoo and Mousse. I thought of bringing in a couple of OC's but haven't decided. Having the two of them settle their differences and get together seems a little too cliché even for me. I also plan on Genma and Nodoka getting divorced and would welcome suggestions on people to match either of them with.

I'm posting this first chapter on my blog to see what kind of response I get to it. If you think this deserves to be continued, let me know.