Find my other fics at: www.geocities.com/kaiphantom2000 E-mail me at: oddball22@hotmail.com Ranma1/2 Whole New World Lemon Sidestory 1 - Ranma in Control! As Ranma laid the still-unconscious Akane down on the bed, second thoughts began to assail him. Granted, he had already had sex with her once, and she didn't seem too upset at him despite the fact that she had initiated it. But now she was unconscious and unable to really tell him this was okay. After all, he did think she was kinda cute, and did seem sorta nice when she wasn't hitting him for something. He knelt down beside the bed and took her right hand in his, while recalling the day he had met her. She had smiled at him and offered to be friends, then proved she was a fierce fighter who could stand . But no matter what happened, she was always so lively and opinionated. That was in stark contrast to the near-comatose girl before him. Her pulse was steady but low, her hand was cool, and he could still recall the seizures she had been in just a short while before. Ranma wanted that Akane to return, even if what he had to do to get her back, made her hate him. The only problem was, he didn't know quite where to start. Oh sure, he kinda knew the basics of sex from what little knowledge his father had imparted, and from his own limited exploration of his male and female selves. There was also his previous encounter with Akane, but that was kinda rough. His eyes traveled up and down her yellow nightshirt-clad body, until he fixated upon her face, lips slightly apart. Ranma licked his own suddenly-dry lips as the thought came to him: Why not? Surely, he could at least do that much. She had done as much to him. With that thought, and trembling slightly, he crawled part-way onto the bed, his face hovering just above hers. At any moment he expected her to awaken and smack him for being a pervert, but when she failed to respond, Ranma quickly dipped his head down to briefly touch her lips with his own. he thought to himself. Now he just had to bring himself to do more. (What's the matter, chicken?) Akane's voice in his mind seemed to taunt him. (Should have known the great Ranma Saotome wouldn't have the guts.) "I'll show you!" Ranma countered, never one to back out on a challenge, even if it did come from his own mind. So determined, Ranma grabbed the bottom of Akane's yellow nightshirt and pulled it over her head, slipping her arms out of it, leaving her clad only in polka-dot panties. He gulped. Ranma wasn't used to seeing a near-naked Akane so helpless like this, and it was doing strange things to him. He felt his eyes draw to her pert breasts, smaller than his own while female, but somehow more exciting because they weren't his. Her pinkish nipples stood straight up in response to his touch. Ranma froze, wondering when exactly his hand had gone to her left breast. Then Akane moaned and shifted slightly. "Akane?" Ranma whispered, but she didn't respond. Curious, he let his right hand begin to fondle her left breast as well, and Akane moaned slightly louder this time. he thought jubilantly. Getting into it now, Ranma kneeled on the bed, taking each mammary in hand. Fascinated, he massaged the firm hand-size globes, running his thumbs over her stiffening nipples. He could feel that her body heat was slightly lower than his, so he concentrated rubbing her breasts to build up heat, warming her up. He paused for a second as he sat back up and studied her, but couldn't see any other signs of life except for the slight rise and fall of her chest, indicating her breathing. He was mesmerized by the sight, unable to take his eyes away. "Well, what are you waiting for?" came the female voice from a loudspeaker. Ranma leapt several feet away. "Ack! What!? Who?" He stopped as he recognized the voice. "Mary? Where are you?" "I thought I'd check up on the camera before going to sleep," she responded. "Just to make sure everything's-ahhhhh!-okay. Careful Ginger!" A playful yip was heard over the speaker. "So, what are you waiting for?" Ranma blinked, then frowned when he realized he was being watched. "Hey! Do you mind!? A little privacy would be nice!" "Ohhh yess, that's a good girl," Mary cooed. "Ahem. Sorry I- oooooh-just wanted to make sure everything was-ohhhhhhhhkay." Ranma's brow furrowed. "Um, are you okay?" "I-m ahhhhhh fiiiine," came the response, accompanied with a happy sigh. "Oh! That's soooo good Ginger. Well, I'll leave you to it. Just make sure it's a thorough taming to completely stabilize her. Ahhhhh! If not, she won't last the night. Good night, Ranma!" The loudspeaker cut off to the sound of playful growling. Ranma blinked, then waited a few moments to make sure Mary was really gone before heading back to the bed. Back to the bed where the naked Akane lay. Ranma took a deep breath, trying to banish his nervousness. "Okay, you can do this, Ranma. You the man. You ain't gonna let a girl scare you now, are ya? You know you're sexy. Hell, you got two women after ya! How many men can say that?" He approached the bed, rubbing his hands together as he warmed up to his theme. "Chicks just dig you! Now it's time to show how much of a man you are!" Familiar confidence empowering him, Ranma inhaled sharply as he grasped Akane's panties, then inhaled sharply when he saw that Akane's eyes were open. "Um, I can explain!" he blurted out. "You see, because you got into that wierd tube-thingy, you almost died and you were acting all spastic, so Mary said I gotta tame you so you'll be alright, so that's why I'm doing this, so I'm sorry but it's for your own good and-" Ranma stopped in mid-ramble. "Hey, wait a minute! What have I got to be sorry about? After all, you jumped me last time." Akane's eyes, which had been widening, shrank back down to normal as she exhaled. Her mouth moved slightly, and Ranma almost thought he heard something. Just to be sure, he climbed up on the bed beside her and moved his ear over her lips. Her voice was still barely above a whisper. "I... heard... understand..." The breath on Ranma's cheek caused him to shiver in a somewhat- pleasant manner. He took a deep breath as he sat up, twiddling his thumbs in his lap. "Um, good. Just as long you know why I was doing this." He looked up to see Akane frowning at him again. She looked somewhat hurt. "What!?" He leaned his ear back down. "You think... I'm not... attractive?" Ranma thought that even her whisper sounded angry, as he turned his head to glare at her. "I didn't say that! I-" He stopped, seeing her wide-surprised-eyes, full of expression, staring back at him. Unable to stop himself, Ranma dropped his head down and kissed her. A strange surge went through him as he felt Akane respond to the kiss, as his hands went back to her breasts. Akane moaned into the kiss, even as Ranma felt her chest surge upwards a little. Needing air, Ranma lifted his head back up, finding himself oddly pleased at the flushed face that stared in wonder back at him. After several moments, those wonder-filled eyes turned back into the fierce ones he was more familiar with. "Well? Is that... all you can do?" Ranma scowled. "You asked for it!" He scooted down towards the foot of the bed and once again grasped the hem of her panties. Taking a last glance at Akane's face, he slid them off. "Woah." Ranma once again became transfixed at the sight before him. While he had seen his female self naked before, he had never really seen another girl, nor in such a manner. He felt familiar stirrings in his lower regions, in response to the view, as his body reacted in a similar manner to the last time he had been in a room with a naked Akane. Further inspection revealed Akane's labia was distinctly hairless, which Ranma found a bit unusual, considering he had a bit of hair there when he was female. Ranma briefly if Akane's sister got all the hair in the family or something. Curious, Ranma parted Akane's legs and probed experimentally, earning a wimper from Akane as she shifted slightly. Ranma froze as he glanced up, thinking she was upset or hurt. However, her lips were turned up slightly in a smile as she stared at the ceiling. Ranma released the breath he had been holding, then frowned. Ranma explored further, gently peeling back the outer lips and running a finger inside. He grinned when Akane moaned and sighed. Getting into the hang of it, Ranma found the small opening beneath the protective seams of Akane's sex. He marveled at how small it was; how was he supposed to fit in there? As he brushed his finger across it, Akane's hips moved in his direction and her head craned back slightly, to the tune of another pleasured gasp and whimper. It was suddenly all too much for Ranma, as a certain part of his body was now practically screaming for attention. He stopped his administrations, to quickly shed the rest of his clothing. He heard Akane exhale in annoyance, but as he dropped his boxers and looked up, he saw her turn her head in his direction. Her eyes widened at the sight, and he suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable, especially when she licked her lips. Ranma shoved down his nervousness, determined not to let fear, or Akane, get to him. He climbed back onto the bed and knelt between Akane's spread legs. he wondered. He was aware of the general "Tab A goes into Slot B," but the specifics kinda eluded him. The only other time he could recall, entailed Akane on top, and he couldn't exactly duplicate that position now. Member in hand, he steered it towards Akane's entrance. Once he was sure the head was in place, he leaned over her and began to push... Only to have it slip out of the way. In surprise, Ranma's hand slipped on the sheets, causing him to collapse on top of Akane. "Ack, I'm sorry!" he blurted as he sat back up. Akane merely rolled her eyes and she frowned. He scooted as close as he could, then leaned forward and began to work himself into her. This time, he was a bit more successful as he managed to push the head of his manhood into her tight opening, to the tune of a high-pitched whimper that almost turned into a squeal. Had he really stopped to think about it, he would have been glad for the lubrication he encountered, but he was too busy dealing with the rapid- firing endorphins that were originating from their joining. In other words, this was feeling damned good! Carefully, he pushed himself farther, slowly working his way fully inside. "Ohhhh man!" Why was he so reluctant to do this in the first place? It was kind of hard to think, and he preferred to expand that energy doing something else. Acting on instinct, Ranma withdrew slightly and pushed back in, enjoying the feeling of warmth and pressure. His next thrust was a bit faster, and accompanied by a moan from Akane that rose in pitch and volume. His rhythm became a bit jerky on the third, and by the fourth, he became excited as Akane seemed to show more life, arms moving up beside her head as she gasped and moaned. However, on the fifth, he had pulled out all the way and missed the re-entry, slamming against Akane's hard-muscled thigh. "Yeeeooowww!" Ranma's hands instinctively flew to his crotch, but that meant they no longer supported him. He once again crashed down on top of Akane, then in his haste to get off of her, slipped and fell of the bed. *Thud!* Ranma moaned, but not in pleasure, from where he lay on the ground. Apparently, this sex stuff was harder than he thought. It had been so easy the first time, but of course, all he had to do was lie there as Akane did all the work. She had made it look so easy. But now the positions were reversed, and Ranma found that, now that he was in control, it wasn't as simple as it seemed. As the pain went away and he stood up, he vowed that if Akane could do this, so could he! He would not be beaten! He just had to keep trying. Plus, he still had a powerful itch that needed scratching. And, oh yeah, he was trying to help her, too. Ranma got back into position, began easing himself back inside Akane. This time, he was careful to take it slower, though it was hard as the pleasure re-asserted itself, and Akane began to squirm beneath him. Getting into a steady rhythm required much concentration and control, when his body just wanted to lose itself to the ecstasy. Then Akane started to erratically thrust up against him, causing Ranma to miss another entry. Fortunately, he was able to get back into the rhythm. He grasped ahold of her hips to steady them, as he continued to stroke into her. Sweat formed on his brow as he struggled to maintain a balance. Then Akane clamped onto him. Her arms wrapped tightly around his back and pulled his head down into her cleavage, while her legs enfolded around his buttocks. "Aaaaaaaah!" Akane cried. "Mmmmmpphhh!" Ranma answered from his position between her breasts. Suddenly, Ranma found himself struggling to breathe while his hips continued to pump away, albeit less work on his behalf then before, and Akane now controlled the rhythm as she used her legs to push Ranma into her. Worse, Ranma's arms were now pinned to his side, giving him no leverage. "Stummpid timmmmbow!" he tried to yell with a mouth full of breast. he thought as his face began to turn blue. "Oohhhhhh, Raaaanmaaa," Akane moaned happily. Ranma concentrated all his strength in one burst, straining against his bonds, when Akane let go with just her arms, throwing them back above her head. Ranma's own arms shot out with the release, and he took a deep breath as he lifted himself up. Her legs were still pinning him, but Ranma just concentrated on thrusting, trying to finish this thing before it, or her, killed him. He could feel the pressure inside him mounting, and he focused on driving that feeling. Akane's head flailed from side to side as she moaned and squealed, but Ranma's eyes were drawn to her breasts insetad, and the way they bounced from each impact. He was tempted to close his eyes once more, but didn't want to be caught off-guard if she did something funny once again. But that thought, and all others, faded to the back of his mind as pleasure exploded inside his brain. His body jerked as he came, and he managed a few spastic thrusts before he was spent and he collapsed atop of Akane. But Akane whimpered in heated annoyance as Ranma stopped, and flexed her thighs around his, managing to get him to do a few more slightly-less-than-energetic thrusts. Ranma half-heartily obliged her has he rested his cheek against her left breast and panted. "YAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" Ranma's eyes bulged as Akane let out the long scream/squeal, while down below she gripped and released his semi-hard manhood in several powerful contractions. Then it was over, and Akane settled back down, her legs uncurling. For his part, Ranma felt some relief it was actually over, but the rest of his mind was shutting down, thinking it might be a good time to get some shut-eye. "Is that... all you've... got?" Akane panted. A snore was her only answer. Akane blew out a breath in annoyance. "Idiot." Her arms slowly crept around Ranma, then she closed her eyes and under a minute, she was as dead to the world as her tamer. Glancing through the window, Nabiki removed her wet hand from her shorts, feeling satiated for the most part. She had contemplated joining in, but she knew her presence, and any moves she made, would just cause Ranma to revert to his cat-mode (of which he refused to explain to them why he did so, and why ne could never recall anything he did while in that condition). She figured that he needed to learn how to do things on his own sometime, and this was a perfect time since her sister couldn't put up much of a protest. As she opened the window and slipped inside, she reflected that he hadn't done too badly. If she could just get him over his cat fear, maybe she could help teach him a thing or two. Nabiki shut the window after she was in, thentook a blanket off the second bed and draped it over the two before crawling inside and cuddling up to the pair. It was a bit cramped but, at the moment, there was nowhere else she'd rather be. -------------------------- Author's notes: Kai: Who says it's only painful for the girl the first time around? ^_^ So, what did you think, Shampoo? Shampoo: (Still staring at the scene) . . . Shampoo hope Ranma better at it when she enter story, or Shampoo be very disappointed. Kai: Well, if he does have any lingering "deficiencies," shouldn't you be able to use your knowledge to help him? Shampoo: (bops author) Shampoo not have lot of knowledge! Shampoo not bimbo who sleeps around! That only author fanboy fantasy! Kai: Yes, well, um, I knew that... Really, I did! (Shampoo glares at author. Author sweatdrops) Anyway, this will be the first in a series of sidestories that will explore Ranma's (and his girls) sexual development. So, be with us next chapter when, as promised, Ryoga makes his entrance. Later! Shampoo: (waves happily) Bai bai! Oh, and thanks to Hpackrat and T. H. Tiger for prereading!