In her imagination, she was sitting there as she was now, dressed as she was now, in her floral kimono, obi, and no lingerie. And her son, as a young man, was sitting by the side of the Second Infirmary's desk. There was a hotplate with a small teakettle on it. There was also a couple of bottles of water.
"Have you read the sex ed literature?" she asked.
"I guess so. But if you're gonna give me a test on it, I'd probably fail. I can't seem to remember that kind of stuff. ' Worse than the other things they want me to study in school." Especially the female stuff. He really didn't want to deal with having to be a female. And that put a crimp on his learning about the male-parts. After all, to properly use his male-parts, he would have to use them on a female.
"Then we will have to take a different approach," his mother said, reaching into the second drawer.
"The "Kama Sutra"??" He knew that it was full of techniques. But they weren't martial arts techniques!
"Oh, yes(!)" Nodoka said, realizing she was holding it. "Eventually. What I really want you to give you are these." And she took out the gravure, soft-porn magazines. "I want you to study them."
Ranma reluctantly accepted them. "Okay," he sighed the same way he sighed when given homework.
"I want you to study them now!" And she held out her hand.
He didn't really know (consciously) why she was, but he was the good son and took it and let her lead him. Since she had picked up a bottle of water, he automatically took the teakettle in possible self-defense.
The short woman (who was still taller than his girl self) lead him to the far end of the infirmary and its last bed. "Sit down, Son," she told him as she rolled a screen before the foot of the bed to give them extra privacy.
"Take off your pants."
"Are you sure?" He didn't have much modesty, even in front of his mom, but he knew that people didn't like seeing guys without pants unless it was in certain places and times. Well, if she wanted him to drop his pants, he would.
"Your boxers, too. You had better get out of that shirt, too. I want nothing to hide your penis."
"My penis? You mean my dick?" Okay, there was some reluctance. But not enough to keep him from getting nude. (He very seldom felt naked.)
"My!" Nodoka surveyed her son's lithe but muscular body. And his dick - that is, his penis. It wasn't hard, and showed little interest in erecting for her, but it did seem to promise a very good length for the woman lucky enough to receive it as a cock. She was tempted to reach out and touch it. At least, with her fingers. And his testicles, as well. They held her future grandchildren. Perhaps even her own-
No! She mustn't think like that! "Now, sit on the bed and study those magazines. Study them well, Son!"
"Yes, Mom," Ranma said, tossing all but one on the bed.
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