"I can see why you would want to do that," Akane agreed.
Ranma rolled his eyes from where he was scooping up his clothing. "Well, of course you can. Blindly doing stuff isn't smart."
"True enough."
"And that's why I'm avoiding that sort of trouble."
"Do you think that you can really stay out of every mess?"
"No, but I can try," he allowed... and then his jaw drop as he looked at her. "Why are you just standing there?"
"You didn't tell me."
"Tell you what?!"
"Whether you wanted to dress me up yourself, pick my clothing, or have me do it all myself," his doll sighed. "It's not that easy to just pick something."
"Okay, okay...."
"It's what you want to do."
"I know that! Er... sorry. Umm...." the pigtailed boy tugged his tank top over his head before peering around the floor at the scattered clothing from the box.
"What is it?"
"If nothing else, you've got to get something on. Put on this... and this."
Akane took the panties and bra that she was handed and looked them over. "You want me to wear these?"
"Yeah, you gotta do that much at least."
"If you say so," she murmured, sliding on the skimpy garments without telling him how little of them there actually was.
"Good. But wait. You didn't think that was all?"
"If you told me so."
"Nah. Nope," he responded, shaking his head. "Not going to give the old freak the temptation."
"Then what exactly do you suggest."
"What else? Find something more to put on as well."
Had she gone with her first instinct, the doll might have asked him for more of an idea as to what he would want, but it was clear that he was getting agitated. Since her desire was to make him happy, she kept her mouth shut, and decided to pick for herself. But she wasn't looking to do anything more than to be a good doll for him, and so wanted to dress up as one.
That being the case, Akane looked around until she found a blouse that seemed to fit the idea. It had seemed to be 'cute' when she was a human girl, but now its poofy short sleeves and low cut collar seemed to be the perfect match of playful and sexy that she wanted to have. Combined with a ruffled miniskirt that she found, it seemed to be well enough, though it probably wasn't what she would have picked earlier.
All Ranma cared about was that she was dressed, and that they could get to go to the dinner table. They needed to get out of her room, and once they were able to close the door so that others wouldn't get a peek in, it seemed safe enough. For him, keeping certain things private seemed to be rather important right then.
And then he turned to look to see that he had a nice view of Akane's jiggling bosom down her blouse as she finished tugging thighhighs up the long length of leg exposed by her skirt.
Once she finished, he groaned to himself, and went to lead her back downstairs, while:
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