Pervert's Handbook: Next Up

Unending BE - episode 923581

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Ranma rubbed his cheek after dashing out of Akane’s room. Damn, that stung! In more ways than one. Getting Akane all hot and bothered had been just as easy as ever. Laying it on thick with the compliments (that were honestly pretty true) and she’d been pretty much putty in his hands. Especially when after a few moments when she became suspicious and instead of riling her up by taking it all back and calling her an uncute tomboy, he’d continued right on expressing his heartfelt affection for her.

Unfortunately he’d run into trouble right as he tried to transition into some sex stuff. Akane’s tune had changed completely and he’d got one ridiculously overpowered slap to the face along with some thrown furniture as he made his escape. He guessed she wasn’t the pervert that he was and wanted a lot of romantic stuff first. Honestly, that was kind of how he’d looked at it back before the boys had opened his eyes to his true nature. So he couldn’t really blame her, but damn it he’d really wanted to do her! Like a lot. He liked Akane and figured sex with her would be even better than with Daisuke and Hiroshi, plus getting to do it as a guy would have been pretty awesome.

Ugh. He wasn’t looking forward to dealing with the fallout from this. Playing it off as some sort of mind control charm from Happosai was hard to resist but also annoying.

That still left him with the unfulfilled desire to do something to assert his manhood. His cock was still kind of hard thanks to his anticipation as to what he’d been about to accomplish with Akane. He thought about it for a moment and shrugged. Might as well. He went to his room and went ahead and jerked off. After the mind blowing hours of exciting sex earlier, the experience was a real let down. His orgasm wasn’t one tenth as good as the ones he’d felt from his girl form’s pussy as a nice hard cock plunged in and out of it.

Daisuke and Hiroshi lounged on lawn chairs and ogled Ranma’s girl form as she mowed the grass in a tiny bikini.

Daisuke took a sip of his soda, “Two more crystals. Damn, the possibilites. I’m almost paralyzed with indecision. So much power right at our fingertips, man.”

It took a long moment for Hiroshi to answer as a stick had got caught in the push mower’s blades and Ranma had just bent over to extract it, her thong riding up even further between her lush globes, “Heh. No question here about who were using one of those on. Akane...our dearest Akane..”

Daisuke rubbed his chin as if considering before nodding, “Yea and her breasts grew too. Not as big as Ranma obviously but oh my, how I want to get my hands on them.”

Hiroshi called out, “Hey Ranma! Lose the top!”

Ranma didn’t hesitate, a testament to how strong their control had become because Hiroshi wasn’t even touching the crystal in his pocket. Both boys were silent for a while and just enjoyed the show as her enormous breasts wobbled all over the place.

Hiroshi groaned and rubbed his crotch, “Oh man. I think I need a closer look at those fun bags.”

Daisuke agreed, “And we need a way to hit Akane with the crystal.”

They called Ranma over and soon enough she was sitting at Hiroshi’s feet as she bounced her boobs in her hands for their viewing pleasure. “So what’s happening with Akane lately, Ranma?” asked Daisuke.

A disgruntled expression passed across her face and she muttered, “Nothing. Nothing at all.”

The two boys exchanged looks and raised eyebrows.

Hiroshi sat up and wrapped a comforting hand around the busty redhead, “Awe, what happened, Ranma? You can tell your best friends. I’m sure we can help, right Daisuke?”

The other boy just nodded with a smile and a thumbs up.

Akane first glowered at Ranma as he entered her room, her expression turning to surprise and then outrage as she saw Daisuke and Hiroshi following him in, “What? Get out of here! Why did you bring them in here, Ranma?”

Daisuke pressed forward and held out the crystal, “Just a second, Akane! Look at this!”

She looked without thinking and her eyes instantly glazed over and her lips parting slightly.

Ranma’s eyes narrowed as he looked back and forth between the gem and Akane’s suddenly slack face, “Hey...what-”

Hiroshi grasped Ranma’s gem in his pocket and hastily declared as he grabbed the other boy’s arm, “Forget about that crystal, Ranma! There’s nothing suspicious here. Akane’s just a little embarrassed that a couple of boys from school saw her room. Right, Daisuke?”

The other boy was leaning over Akane as she lay upon her bed. He finished bringing her out of her trance and said, “Oh? Oh yea.” His hand slipped into his pocket and grasped Akane’s gem in his pocket, “Hey, Akane. You don’t mind us being here, right? Especially since we have something important to tell you.”

Akane was a bit confused but she started to nod, “Uh... sure. But make it quick.” Her gaze turned to Ranma, “And I’m still mad at you, Ranma.”

“Oh, don’t be mad at Ranma, Akane. He’s the one that let us know you needed help.” remarked Daisuke as he couldn’t help but slyly ogle Akane’s form as she lay on her bed.

Akane’s countenance softened a bit, “Fine, I’m not mad. Just what kind of help are you talking about?” She looked to Ranma to answer but it was Daisuke who started speaking.

“Your breast growth-” he immediately stopped talking as Akane seized up with an expression of utter outrage only to realize that his mouth was the only thing that was going to save him from an epic beat down, “Wait, Akane! It’s not what you think! Calm down!”

And just like that she relaxed with a somewhat perturbed expression.

Daisuke sighed with relief and kept going, “Now as I was saying, Ranma thought this sudden breast growth you two had might you know- indicate some sort of health problem. So you need to do a breast exam, Akane.”

She cocked her head to the side before nodding, “Sure, that makes sense.” She was silent for a moment as she pointedly looked back and forth between them, “Yea, thanks. You guys can go now.”

“Well, hold on there. You want us to stay and observe. I bet you’re not too sure how to perform a breast exam and Ranma here is an expert on the subject.” said Daisuke while fingering the crystal in his pocket.

A bit uncertainly Akane pushed herself up so that she was kneeling on her bed. All the boys were very interested in the way her skimpy shorts clung to her hips and just a bit of her creamy white navel showed as her t-shirt slipped up.

Despite his interest and the knowledge that he was a complete pervert, Ranma’s brows knit together with concern, “I’m not sure-” he started.

Hiroshi spoke over him while gripping his crystal, “No, this is a big turn on and you are totally on board with this.” Ranma settled down almost immediately as the other boy’s words washed over him, “ You’re really excited about it.”

Akane’s fingers had been slowly going to the hem of her shirt but they stopped as she looked sharply to Hiroshi, “What did you say?”

Daisuke calmly interjected, “Forget what Hiroshi said, Akane. Just take your top off so you can jiggle your- I mean you can do this breast exam for us.”

“A...alright.” agreed Akane. That made a lot of sense for some reason. She felt her cheeks flush and she looked away from the boys to the bedspread as she pulled her shirt over her head. All three boys watched enraptured as her big breasts were revealed, bouncing and jiggling as her arms came down. She hadn’t been wearing a bra because her newly enlarged boobs were just so sensitive.

Hesitantly, she brought her hands to her breasts and made a play of rubbing them but mostly she was hiding them from the staring eyes of the three boys.

“Woah, there.” said Hirosh with a smirk, “You have wonderful breasts, Akane. Be proud of ‘em. Come on now, arch your back and stick them out for us”

All hesitancy disappeared, her hands curling into fists in front of her tits as she glared at the boy.

Once again, Daisuke quickly stepped in as he shot a glare of his own at his over eager best bud, “He’s right, Akane. Show those great tits off! Breath in! Puff out that chest.”

Some of her rage dissipated but she certainly wasn’t going to do that! Which was weird because she totally was, at least her body was. Her breasts expanded outward as she took a deep breath and her treacherous hands actually got out of the way for them to look. It was pretty uncomfortable to say the least, but it wasn’t that bad. Her boobs were pretty awesome now.

Hiroshi nudged Ranma’s side. It took him a moment to focus on anything other than Akane’s chest as Hiroshi said, “Come on, Ranma. Tell her how its done.”

“Um...well... this is how you conduct a breast exam, Akane. You start by looking at your breasts with your shoulders straight and your arms on your hips, yea like that. You need to look for breasts that are an unusual size, shape, and colour. Um...yours aren’t unusual I don't think. Right. Make sure you check for dimpling, puckering, or bulging of the skin. Um...now check your nipples for having changed positions or going inverted.”

Akane was sort of half heartedly touching her breasts as she gave Ranma an expression of utter disbelief, she turned that same look to Hiroshi when he said, “Hey lookie there. Milk. Looks like you haven’t been taking care of those lovely tits.”

She was too mortified to react to his outrageous statement as she looked down to see twin beads of milk forming atop her nipples.

Daisuke grinned, “Just like Ranma. You haven’t been milking your tits regularly. They feel really full. Don’t they? That’s a real uncomfortable feeling in your breasts. You need those suckers drained right now. Right?”

Akane managed to muster up a bit of umbrage, “They do not!” Except they really did. God, so much pressure...and all of a sudden. Ugh..she could just feel it sloshing around in there. How embarrassing! “Um... Okay, guys. Maybe you’re right. I’m going to need you to leave now, okay?”

“No way, Akane. We couldn’t leave you in a lurch like that. Hey, Ranma! You know how we can help her, right?” remarked Daisuke.

Ranma looked a bit like a deer caught in the headlights, his hand carefully slipping away from the bulge in his pants, “Oh. Oh yea. We could uh...suck the milk out.” His face was turning pink, “It feels really good...”

Akane’s eyebrows shot up, “What?! Ohmygodno! You are not doing that!”

“This is for your own good, Akane.” stated Daisuke firmly as he clutched the gem in his pocket, “Now hold those breasts up for us. Tug on those nips, get them nice and ready for us.”

Akane leaned forward and cupped her breasts from below, “This isn’t happening. I really can’t understand why I’m going along with this but...but I’m so full! Here! Please, just do it!” Her thumbs and forefingers slid up to squeeze and pull at her nipples, causing twin sprays of milk to shoot forth. Akane about died of humiliation but kept eliciting rhythmic spurts as Daisuke and Hiroshi descended upon her breasts.

Their lips sucked firmly, drawing her soft flesh into their mouths as they made lewd smacking sounds. The feeling was irritatingly pleasurable and Akane found herself staring at Ranma with her mouth open as he just kind of stood there watching.

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