Exercising nude made Ranma feel naked. It was one thing to feel how soft and squishy her body could feel, it was another to see the waves and folds of flesh play out under her velvety skin under the extreme movements she was putting it through. And visually surveying her body was part of the training.
Click! Click! went a camera.
"Nabiki!" Ranma yelled.
"I couldn't resist," the middle sister said, amused.
"Are you gonna sell those photos to Kuno?!"
"Kuno? He doesn't even know you exist. You haven't been away from the house since you arrived."
"He'll know I exist when you show him pictures of me wearin' only skimpy underpants that don't cover my butt!"
"Thong. If you're going to be a girl, learn our language.
"Here!" she said, tossing the redhead the camera. "There's no film in it. I only have it because I can. I can make it come out of nowhere, like magic."
Ranma held the camera, confused. The Nabiki she knew would never have done something like this. But she accepted that this one had not made porn shots of her. "I'm not gonna be a girl!"
"You could have fooled me. You accept Kasumi as your fiancee even after she's emasculated you. You do know she wants to feminize you?"
When put it that way, Ranma was stupidly on her way to becoming a sissy. Or, the Ranma that was in this body before this here Ranma took her place. Why had she let things get this far?
"Honor." Unfortunately, that seemed the right answer. Despite her pop being an dishonorable man, she had been conditioned through the years on the road with only him to raise her. She honored him as her martial arts sensei. She honored him as her father. And she felt compelled to honor the agreement between him and Mr. Tendo.
"I'm glad I'm a Westernized, modern woman!" Nabiki mocked her. She had little sympathy for Ranma's traditional Asian values. "You should try it. Perhaps when you ARE a woman, you will."
Ranma fumed. Honor was absolutely important to her! It was what had separated her from her pop and most of the people she had met in her life of constant travel. It was her lifeline.
She would show her! Kasumi wanted her to love loving women as a woman? Ha! Okay!
Nude, now, not naked, she strode up to the Nabiki, drew the taller girl to her and pressed her flesh against the material of her clothes and the flesh of her exposed midriff. And she kissed her, full on the lips!
The little redhead backed away, certain she had made her point and had thrown the mock back at her.
"Is that the best you've got?" Nabiki said. And she unzipped her cutoffs and pushed them down away from her pussy.
Thu Apr 26 02:36:38 2018