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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Never trust a doctor

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Never trust a doctor

Ranma shifted nervously as he sat in the check-up room while wearing only a flimsy paper gown that barely covered anything.

When Doc Tofu had left there had been no one left that he could trust to look into his curse. Cologne might have had the knowledge, but he didn’t quite trust her thanks to all the amazon schemes and the mindset that seemed to have been bred into those same amazons. Happosai didn’t care about anything but groping his girl side so he wasn’t a choice either. As for the rest of the people he knew, none of them had the level of knowledge that he needed.. and even if they did they would all have been out for their own various reasons anyhow.

Then the doc had come back to town for a day to visit all of his former patients and to try and face Kasumi one last time. That had failed, unfortunately, and the doc later confided to me that he was never coming back to Nerima.

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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Camping 1

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Camping 1

Ranma 1/2: Camping

First night

Akane sat up in her sleeping bag. She was having trouble
sleeping. It happened every once in a while when she slept in the tent.
She looked around the small domed structure. The supplies were at the end
opposite the door, and she was one the side opposite Ranma.
she thought to herself.
hate to think it, but I do enjoy these little camp outs. I’m glad father
and Mr. Saotome always insist that I go with him.> They had been doing
this for a while too. When it’s warm out, they sleep in separate tents,
but when it’s cold, they stay in the same one… to conserve body heat of
course. They always bring a second tent though. Wouldn’t want to raise
suspicions.
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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Camping 3

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Camping 3

Ranma 1/2: Camping

Fourth night

Akane stayed awake watching while Ranma laid on the spare blanket,
his sleeping bag being pretty smelly and all. She looked over his body.
He was wearing only his boxers and muscle shirt again, which surprised
Akane. She was positive he would be wearing some more clothing since he
didn’t have his sleeping bag to keep him warm. Of course his lack of
extra clothing would make her plans easier.
Akane climbed out of her sleeping bag and double checked
Ranma…He was still sleeping. She took off her pajama’s and panties.
Once naked, she stretched out and posed a bit. As much as she hated to
admit it, she liked being naked. It felt so free.
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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Lemon Flu

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Lemon Flu

This is the story of Lemon Flu a virus that turns everyone into nympo’s, we take you now into Ranma, Ryouga and Akane’s infection.
As they walked, Ranma began to feel lightheaded … and was it getting warm all of a sudden? Things were starting to get a little hazy, too … except for Ryoga in front of her, he was crystal clear — and a fine image of a man, all that training had left him wonderfully sculpted. The heat Ranma was feeling slowly centered between her legs, and she could feel her nipples tingling as they tightened and her loose shirt rubbed against her chest as she walked.
“Ryoga?” she managed to gasp out quietly as they re-entered the yard.
“Yeah?” he responded absentmindedly as he headed toward some chairs by the door to the house.
“Ryoga, look at me,” Ranma demanded, grabbing his arm. Ryoga stopped and turned, and the confused look on his face turned to shock when the petite redhead beside him pulled his head down and kissed him hard on the mouth. Ryoga froze for a long moment, then his arms seemed to rise by themselves to circle his friendly rival and he began to inexpertly return the kiss. Somewhere inside, his mind was screaming at him that this wasn’t Akari, that this was his male rival whatever she looked and felt like — and doesn’t she feel good!, another part of him responded, the part that he had repressed so long but had opened up for the first girl he’d truly loved. Though no one would ever know, he’d been able to resist the Lemon Flu better than anyone else that day, but now that resistance had been shattered and his hands slid up and down Ranma’s back as their mouths parted and their tongues began to wrestle.
Ranma had her own voice in the back of her mind insisting that she was a guy, that this wasn’t ‘manly’, what would her … his mother think if she found out … But that voice was much fainter than Ryoga’s, Ranma had already been in one encounter after another that day, and the effect of the Lemon Flu on her female form had smashed into her out of the blue, with no chance to brace herself even if she’d known she needed to. Even as their tongues entwined, she found herself loosening Ryoga’s pants, pulling them down along with his boxers, running her hands over his tight buns and pulling herself against her rival’s rampant erection. Then Ryoga shifted, slipped, fell, and the two found themselves on the ground, kiss broken, with Ryoga clutching Ranma to his chest.
The passion was broken for a moment as the pair started laughing, but the laughter died quickly as Ryoga started removing the rest of his clothing and Ranma followed suit. Already having his pants and boxers around his ankles Ryoga finished first, and caught the pigtailed girl as she slid off her own pants and boxers and slung her around to the ground and eagerly lay across her with his head at chest level. Ranma gasped and unthinkingly spread her legs wide as Ryoga started nipping, licking and sucking on one of the breasts she had flaunted at him more than once to win their not-so-friendly spars and one hand fondled the other breast while his other hand slid between her legs and along her folds to find them already moist and dripping. A finger slipped up into her and rubbed around, then slipped back out and slid up between her folds and Ranma gave out a slight, breathy, shriek and arched her back as her clit was touched for the first time and a small orgasm ripped through her.
Finally, Ranma could wait no longer as the ache continued to grow through one mini-orgasm after another, and she pushed Ryoga away from her chest, then grabbed his buttocks and tried to pull him up into her. She failed, but what she wanted was clear and Ryoga pushed himself up and, after fumbling about a bit, finally got himself into position and Ranma let out a long, shuddering gasp as she felt the head of his generous cock push past her petals and sink slowly into her soaking womanhood. Ryoga groaned at how tightly her hot tunnel gripped him, then slowly began to pump, each thrust taking him deeper and deeper until he felt his balls bounce against Ranma’s ass. For a moment he paused, bracing himself on his arms and looking down at the sweating, flushed face of his second lover. Then she wrapped her spread-out legs around his waist and squeezed, and he took the hint and again began to plunge in and out of her depths, picking up speed and power with each thrust, his chest rubbing against her quivering, then shaking , breasts.
Pausing, Ryoga looked up and gasped out, “Akane!” while sitting up without pulling out of Ranma’s hot box.
At Ryoga’s shout, Ranma jerked and her pleasure-filled eyes focused again to see the black-hair-bracketed face of the girl she loved looking down at her from where she knelt. “A-Akane?” she whispered fearfully.
“Ranma …” the naked brunette got out, then broke off. She stared at the fearful redhead for a few moments, then bent down for a long kiss. Breaking off from the now stunned Ranma, she looked up at a very surprised Ryoga and asked, “What are you waiting for? Finish her off!” Ranma suddenly laughed and emphasized the order with a jerk of her legs, still wrapped around Ryoga’s back, and he shook off the shock and, reaching down and gripping Ranma’s waist, resumed pounding into her. Akane slipped down and captured a generous breast in her mouth even as a hand slid back to her wet petals. It didn’t take long before Ranma again felt the wave building … and building … and finally it broke and she shrieked, every muscle going rigid, as her pleasure exploded through her. Her inner muscles clamped down hard on Ryoga’s pistoning cock, and that was all it took as his manhood swelled and pumped spurt after spurt of his seed deep inside her.
Slowly, Ranma came down from the height her last and greatest orgasm had sent her to, and gazed blearily up at her two lovers. “W-Wow, that … was … incredible …” she managed to gasp out as the exertions of the long day caught up with her at last and she faded into sleep.
Akane looked down from where she had sat up with Ranma’s final orgasm, staring down at the slumbering, sweat-covered redhead and slipping her fingers out of her own cleft. Wow, is that what I looked like? That was just … wow. She glanced over at an equally sweat-covered Ryoga still kneeling between Ranma’s legs and considered the need that had been building in her as she’d ministered to Ranma’s busty assets, then nodded. “Well, big guy, you up for one more round?” she asked, and when a gaping Ryoga failed to answer her moved over and leaned down to take his limp rod in her mouth, starting to suck as she cleaned it if Ranma’s juices and Royga’s own cum.
She didn’t really know what she was doing, but it didn’t matter much with the effects of the Flu still echoing through them both, and soon Ryoga’s manhood was once again at full extension and Akane whistled softly. “How on earth did you get that monster into Ranma?” she asked, then grinned. “Well, if Ranma could take you I certainly should be able to.” Turning away, she got on her hands and knees and waved her ass at her friend. “Come on, give me what you gave Ranma!” she demanded, and Ryoga hastily moved up behind her and guided his cock to her opening with one hand while gripping a thigh with the other, much more easily this time, and Akane’s jaw dropped as he buried himself to the hilt with a single thrust while his now free hand gripped her other thigh. He was immediately pounding her for all he was worth, and soon the yard echoed to her own shouts and squeals as he jerked her back to meet each vigorous thrust.
But it had been a long day from Akane as well, and her arms gave out and dropped her head to the grass, forehead across one arm while the other arm reached back so her fingers could reach the nub above the cock thrusting into her. Finally, Ryoga’s cock again stiffened even harder and at the sensation of his seed exploding into her, filling her and spilling out to trickle down her legs, Akane’s own final orgasm exploded as well. She collapsed beside the still sleeping Ranma, gasping and shuddering from the aftershocks. Finally the tremors faded, and she reached out to gently brush a lock of hair away from Ranma’s eyes, then pulled herself up against the smaller girl and faded back to sleep herself.
Ryoga looked down at the sleeping couple, then staggered to his feet. Weaving slightly while focusing like a laser on the door of the dojo, he made his way in, then back out with a blanket.
Through bleary eyes, Ranma tried to focus on the face hovering hers and found that she could almost too easily. She could trace each and very line of his visage and there was the oddest urge to just stay and study it. It should have freaked her out but she just wanted to for some reason. At least trying to figure that out kept her from consciously realizing what being in his arms was doing to her body.
Working past suddenly dry lips, she said, “Ryouga?”
Trying to ignore how his name had come out of her mouth as a breathy groan, the Lost Boy asked, “Are you okay Ranma?”
“My whole body… it just aches! I just can’t understand it! I feel like I’m on fire!”
“Damn. I got rid of Kuno and bashed Mousse away, but we’re going to have to get you some place safe. Do you know where… HEY! Are you listening?!”
“…Sorry. I just can’t get… ta focus. I just need ta…”
“What?”
“Do this..,” she whispered and pressed her lips against his in a passionate kiss.
He was staggered as her body shaped to meet the lines of his and she locked lips with his. As she shifted her position, he could feel the hard points that her nipples had become pressing into his chest. Her hands moved of their own accord as they ran along his chest and back, feeling the hard muscles that lay just beneath the tanned skin. In between his legs, hers rubbed up against sensitive points of his body.
Moving back only a little bit from the kiss, she whimpered, “Kami-sama, I can’t believe I’m doin’ this.., but I need ta so bad!”
Taking a couple of deep breaths, Ryouga steeled himself and:
Ryoga moaned as Ranma pressed her buxom little body against his hard manhood and admonished himself that Ranma was really a guy, really his hated rival, really a hot and willing girl, eager to get him into her pants.
No, he blinked, that was wrong! But her body rubbing up against his, the scent of her fluid soaked pussy wafting into his nostrils and the lingering effects of the Lemon Flu inflaming his blood were all too much for the lost boy to resist.
Ranma was lost in need. Her male side might have been sated, but his female side ached with need to be filled with hard manhood and hot fluid. Ryoga was so desirable. He was big, he was muscular, he was … well, he was there. At that point she would have surrendered to even Kuno’s letchery in order to scratch her itch.
“Oh, kami, Ryoga, but I need to have you now!” she moaned as she let her body slide to her knees. Ryoga went rigid as Ranma reached into his trousers and extracted the hard, thick fleshy tube. Then he moaned as Ranma’s wicked mouth set to work.
“This is so wrong,” Ryoga protested weakly, but was unable to make himself pull away.
Ranma smiled to herself. She knew what boys liked. she knew how to bring them to the height of pleasure then leave them hanging. She knew that after a few minutes of sucking and teasing, Ryoga would be ready to plunge into her whole being no matter what.
Nabiki came down the stare to fetch some fruit juice, blinked at the sight of Ranma felating Ryoga then rubbed her crotch for several moments before hurrying to get her camera. She just had to get this on film!
“Kami, I can’t wait any longer,” Ranma moaned as she pulled Ryoga’s cock out of her mouth. “I have got to have you in me now!” She wriggled out of her pants and lay suppline, spreading her legs in open invitation. “Look at this hot pussy,” she moaned as she stroked the pink folds, “how can you resist fucking this hole?”
Ryoga just grunted as he admitted he couldn’t with action. Ranma squealed as her tight snatch was reamed by Ryoga’s cock. “Oh, Kami! Yes! That’s it! Fuck me hard, Ryoga! Do it! Harder! Fuck me, pig boy! Be a man!”
“Shut up, Ranma,” Ryoga growed feverishly. “I’m going to make you cum so hard you’ll never want to be a guy again.” Then he set to work at doing so.
“Try it, pig boy,” Ranma challenged. “I bet I arhe… I can make you ohh… come first.”
“Oh, yeah!? We’ll see uh… about that,” Ryoga snarled.
Nabiki worked her camera one handed as she snapped off roll after roll. Pictures of Ranma getting her pussy filled with cock would sell like hotcakes. Every guy in school would want one and dream that maybe they stood a chance of getting a little piece of red-head pie. Who knew, she thought, may they actually stood a chance when Ryoga got threw with her. He certainly seemed to be giving her a jolly hard rogering. It looked like fun. She wished that she was in Ranma’s place.

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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Camping 3

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Camping 3

Ranma 1/2: Camping

Third night

Ranma was sleeping in his bag again that night. He was wearing
only his boxers and muscle shirt like normal since, wearing all his
clothes didn’t do him any good anyway. Akane was awake still. She wasn’t
planing on doing anything tonight, but she just couldn’t get to sleep. Her
mind was formulating a plan to amuse herself with Ranma again. The only
problem was that after last night, she wasn’t sure if it would work.
She was worried about Ranma biting again, and if she did what she
was thinking, it would hurt her a hell of a lot more than last time. His
mouth would be at a much more sensitive spot on her body.
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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: RAnma orgy 2

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: RAnma orgy 2

Ranma walked down the hall to his room, his father had informed him of his up
coming wedding. Ranma smiled knowingly since he and Akane had already talked
about getting married. Before all the guys had shown up to play with his girl
side and eight other girls. Ranma found a very large smile form on his face as
he remembered how great it was to play not only with Akane that very wonderful
night but all the other girls, as well. Then he was able to find out what it was
like having sex with a guy as a girl. He liked the fact that he could cum
endlessly with out needing to recharge.

Although that night had kept them all so hot for more pussy that the guys seemed
more like animals in heat then humans that night.

Ranma slapped his forehead as he look down at himself sure enough his manhood
was trying to rip out of his black fighting pants. “I did it again.” A large
grin on his face Ranma headed to Akane’s room instead of his own.

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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Camping 2

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Camping 2


Ranma 1/2: Camping

Second night

Ranma had been a little nervous when it came time to turn in.
Well, a whole lot nervous. He had even suggested that they use separate
tents that night. Akane had replied to that one with: “Why are you
planing something perverted?” Once again she flashed that smile. That
smile was driving Ranma nuts. Of course in the end, Ranma had given in
and they were both in the same tent.
Akane made a special point not to fall asleep that night. She
wanted to have some more fun with Ranma. It wasn’t everyday she got a
chance to play with his head…or heads, as the case may be.
Once she was sure Ranma was asleep, she carefully uncovered him,
unfortunately, he had gone to bed in his clothes.
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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Ranma ORGY

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Ranma ORGY

Ranma in his girl form, sat with Akane on the couch, watching what they had
first thought would be a good drama, but was turning out to be a very good
sexual drama. Ranmachan watched as the two women played endlessly with each
other’s bodies. Her eyes wandered over to Akane who was watching the show as
avidly as she was. The first thing she noticed was Akane playing softly with
her nipples, they were very erect, pointing out of her thin shirt. Ranmachan
felt her self, growing hotter as she watched Akane play with her self.

“Akane, I gotta ask this since you seem um..kinda hot would you ever try that
with another women?”

Akane looked surprised by what Ranmachan had said then noticed she was playing
with her tits.

“UM….I.. guess I gotta……..tell… the truth, depending on the women.
Yes, I would at least try it once, after all.” she added. “Those two women
seem to be having a great time.” A blush covering her cheeks.

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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: RAnma orgy 2

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: RAnma orgy 2

Ranma walked down the hall to his room, his father had informed him of his up
coming wedding. Ranma smiled knowingly since he and Akane had already talked
about getting married. Before all the guys had shown up to play with his girl
side and eight other girls. Ranma found a very large smile form on his face as
he remembered how great it was to play not only with Akane that very wonderful
night but all the other girls, as well. Then he was able to find out what it was
like having sex with a guy as a girl. He liked the fact that he could cum
endlessly with out needing to recharge.

Although that night had kept them all so hot for more pussy that the guys seemed
more like animals in heat then humans that night.

Ranma slapped his forehead as he look down at himself sure enough his manhood
was trying to rip out of his black fighting pants. “I did it again.” A large
grin on his face Ranma headed to Akane’s room instead of his own.

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Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Ranma’s New Experience

Ranma 1/2 Porn Story: Ranma’s New Experience

Chapter 1 – Arrival

Ranma walked down the hallway. She was soaked to the skin and incredibly embarrassed. Her father, still a panda, had dragged him to one of his old friends’ house, quite literally dragged him.

Genma stomped down the hall, Ranma screaming on his shoulder.

“Put me down, I said I didn’t want to be any part of this!” Ranma screamed, beating on his shoulder fruitlessly.

Suddenly a young girl and an older man ran around a corner in front of them. They caught sight of the massive panda and turned immediately around.

“Oh…oh come on pop, you’re scaring them!” Ranma shrieked loudly.

“Are these your friends father?” The oldest of the girls asked.

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