“Hey! Slow down already. I am going trip if you keep going this fast,” Akane said, yanking her arm free. Ranma had pulled them along at a pace that would have been more suited to a racetrack than a dark cave, pointedly facing away from her the whole time. Was she really so hard to look at? “Let's wait for Ukyo and Ryoga to catch up.”
Ranma groaned, still facing away. Ever since he had seen the girls changing, he had had to make sure Akane did not get too good a look at the front of his pants. Stupid teenage hormones. One of the few times being splashed by water would have helped, and he was dry as a bone. At least when he was a girl, his arousal wasn't announced to the whole world.
“Have you noticed anything weird with Ukyo?” the martial artist asked, desperate for a distraction. “She seemed really eager for us to come here.”
Akane hummed for a moment, before nodding, though Ranma couldn't see her. “Yeah, that did seem a little odd. I didn't know Ukyo was into this sort of thing. Maybe it's because of Ryoga.”
“You think Ryoga wanted to come to a stupid haunted tunnel? He’s too dumb to be scared by anything like that,” Ranma said dismissively. “Plus, he is so strong, he could probably just flex and scare any ghosts away.”
“Yeah, maybe,” Akane conceded. “I mean, I always knew he had muscle, but seeing him without a shirt…”
“Yeah,” Ranma agreed. “He is way more ripped than I realized. That six pack, those big arms…”
“Wouldn't mind having one of those wrapped around me,” Akane said a bit breathlessly. The girl had begun to squirm, though Ranma still didn't realize it.
“Yeah, me neither,” the martial artist said absently, before doing a mental double-take. ”Wait, what am I talking about?” “Anyways,” he said hurriedly. “Why would Ukyo come here just for Ryoga?”
“Maybe they are dating?” the girl said, shrugging. “I mean, for a cross-dressing tomboy, she is pretty good-looking. This is a place for couples, after all.”
“No way! Ukyo could do way better than that hunk!” Ranma argued. “She isn't just stacked, she is really smart and responsible too!” She did run her own business, after all. “There is no way she would settle for an idiot, no matter how hot he is.”
Akane scoffed. “She is not that great. I mean, yeah she actually has nice breasts hidden under those boyish clothes, and smooth, strong legs, and she smells wonderful…” The girl trailed off without finishing her thought, drooling a little. Her squirming had gotten more intense, and her face had turned very red.
Ranma wasn't much better. His problem had still not gone away, and he was equally red. Damn it, why did everyone he knew have to be so hot? It didn't help that he knew Akane was stand right behind him. And that he knew that beneath that modest top and skirt, she was wearing thong underwear. Would it really be the worst thing if he turned around? The worst she would do is hit him and call him a pervert. And he wanted to see her. He wanted to see her a lot.
The martial artist turned around, as casually as he could manage. “What is keeping them? Do you think we should…” he trailed off in shock. Akane had her eyes closed, and her hand was down the front of her skirt. She made no noise, but her face was twisted into an expression he had never seen on her before. “Akane?”
She jumped as if shocked by a live current, her hand pulling back instantly. “Ah! Uh, yeah, yeah. We-we should see where they are!” Akane rushed back the way they had come, leaving Ranma to stand, dumbfounded. ”Had Akane been…” he shook that thought away before hurrying after her.
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The assembled ghosts looked at each other, and down at the bottles in their hands. Normally, couples entered and proceeded along the tunnel alone, well-separated from others. It was rare for a pair of couples to spend so much of the early journey together. And maybe they had pumped out a little more of the pheromones than they normally did. It seemed to be having a different effect than they had imagined.
After conferring for a moment, the spectral entities gave a collective shrug. Love came in many forms after all, and who knew what kind of place the modern world was anyways? Perhaps such things were more common now. And beside. The rush they could get from these four might be even better
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“Take it off!” roared Ukyo. “Take it all off!” She pointed a spatula at Ryoga in a truly menacing fashion. “I know you saw! It is only fair I get to see too!”
“See what?” Ryoga asked, bewildered. “Isn't this the sort of thing the tunnel is suppose to do to couples? Make them want to have sex with the pretty girl in tight jeans in front of them?”
“We aren't a couple,” Ukyo complained. “I don't care if you are a beefcake! Ranma is way more handsome than you are! Prettier too!”
“Well, of course she is prettier,” Ryoga said exasperated. “Ranma is a really hot girl! But he isn't that good-looking a guy. I mean, on a 1-10 scale, he is like a…” he trailed off, clearly engaged in furious mental calculations. “A nine,” he finished. “9.5, tops.”
“You are crazy,” Ukyo scoffed. “If anyone is a nine, it is Akane. You and she should be the ones having sex, and leave Ranma and I in peace. In fact,” she said, a manic gleam entering her eye. “That’s a good idea! You and Akane should be a couple! If you guys go together, this tunnel will make you two do it rather than Ranma and Akane.”
“I-I couldn't do that to Akane,” Ryoga stammered. “She is a pure maiden!”
“Don't give me any of that ‘pure maiden’ nonsense,” Ukyo said irritably. “I know boys. You are all perverts and peeping toms. Now take off your clothes so I can see you naked!” She brandished the spatula again.
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