This was a bizarre situation even for Furinkan. Akane Tendo's innermost repressed perverted desires had taken over her body, suppressing her normal will thanks to her acquiring a pair of hypnotic breasts. It would be easy to jokingly dismiss this, claim it was just another Thursday night at the Tendo residence - but no, this goes way beyond the pale.
Nonetheless, the perverted Akane was greatly enjoying herself on multiple simultaneous layers. She was enjoying the sensation of rubbing and groping her enormous perfect and hugely sensitive hypnotits. If she were to describe it... She'd ask someone to imagine thunder and lightning going off in your chest, while the voice of God tells you how awesome you are.
Then she'd say that it was actually nothing like that. It was a thousand times better. Only part of this was due to how sensitive they were. By itself this would be addictive enough, but on top of that she was also feeling an overwhelming sense of tactile pleasure through her fingers and hands: They had the privilege of coming into direct contact with perfection. The warmth, the smoothness, the roundness... Divine. Utterly and totally divine.
Nnnng... Stop that, you - You!
"The pronoun you're looking for is 'me', actually," pervert Akane taunted her currently inner self. This was the other level on which she was enjoying this. Oh, how she was enjoying it! Burying her prudish self, having the chance to flaunt in her face everything that she'd been put through... And the anticipation of getting herself to ride the wild stallion. Turn all her romantic rivals into her 'friends'. All thoughts that Akane had. All thoughts that Akane had repressed. "Really now, why are you so upset? You'll be back in control by the end of the day, and everything you want is going to be gift wrapped up for you."
She pulled her hands away from her tits, put them on her head instead, rested her elbows on them and jumped up and down .No particular reason for it. She was simply curious to see what it felt like.
I... I don't want this! Oooooh...
This was another layer still. Her keen awareness that even the prudish Akane Tendo could find this experience pleasurable. Time for her to play a little more.
"When Ranma gets here, I think that I'll surprise him with a flying glomp," pervert Akane began. "I'll smoosh his head right on into my cleavage and seal away his will."
You'll do no such thing!
Smirking, the pervert trailed her hands down the side of her head, and then resumed groping herself. Rubbing her hands in slow circles, carefully resisting the urge to go faster... for now.
"Then once I've done that, I'll pull down his trousers. His boxers too. Then I'll stick his rock hard man meat right in my creamy valley and tell him that he can't come until five minutes after he's inside me. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
Sh-shut up! No way!
Perverted Akane smirked. She knew all too well how much Akane would like that. After all, she'd sent those emotions right into the back of her mind because of how much they frightened her. At this point she began to go a little bit faster with the self groping, spreading out her fingers as wide as they could go to ensure she got as much coverage as possible.
"Then I'll push him down and mount him. Cowgirl style," the girl continued, feeling herself start to pant in anticipation. "I'll guide his hands up to my tits and make him squeeze them, while commanding him to tell me how he really truly feels about me. Then, at the instant he tells me he loves me, I'll let you have control! Doesn't that sound wonderful?"
Mmmph... N-No it doesn't! Cut it out already!
But now we can see how devious this perverted Akane truly could be. She pulled herself away from the addictive pleasure of groping her hypnotic tits, instead choosing to stand there with her hands on her hips.
"Okay," she said. "If you insist. I won't do that."
H-Huh? You won't...?
Heh. She could easily hear the blue balls... blue tits? In the other her's inner voice. "Sure!" she promised, making ready to set the bait. The pervert spun around cutely on her feet, clasping her hands behind her back and smiling brightly. "In fact, I'll even let you have your body back, right here and right now. In exchange for one little thing."
...What's the catch?
"I want you to admit that you like him," the pervert said. Ultimately, this is what she wanted from the start. For the 'true' Akane to stop repressing her feelings. Even something as simple as admitting that she liked Ranma would be enough. From there, she'd start taking more proactive steps towards a relationship with him. Culminating in the nookie that she was after sooner or later. When considering her newfound bust, sooner was the safe bet. "A genuine confession. I'm the only one who will know. All you have to do is tell yourself the truth, and I'm out of your hair."
Are you sure about that? the true Akane asked. I think you're forgetting something.
Forgetting something? The pervert frowned and tried to think what it might be. "No, I don't think so. It's a pretty good deal for both of us, and eventually we'll get what we really -"
Then her right hand smacked her right across the cheek. Hard enough to send her reeling around clockwise. Akane Tendo then stood up and wiped at her mouth.
"You forgot how stubborn I can be," she said - then spun around anti-clockwise she'd gone before. "Oh no, uh uh! It's not gonna be that easy!" Then she spun clockwise around again. "Who cares about easy? What matters is, I don't let anyone walk all over me!" Anti-clockwise. "Ooh! This attitude is why he always calls you uncute!" Clockwise. "Better uncute than a slut!"
She winced a bit, waited for the spin around. When it didn't come, she relaxed a little and looked down to the floor where her top was lying discarded. Akane bent down to retrieve it. But then her hands betrayed her, flying to her chest outside of her control.
"Yipe!" she, ahem, yiped in shock and no small amount of surprise pleasure. "Ah! Woah! Oooh!" Akane shook her head, trying to get it off. "Not fair! Let go of my hands."
I already ha~ave...
Yeah, Akane didn't buy that for a second. This was the other her trying to get into her head. Uh... poor choice of words. The point was, there was no way she could be so skilled with her fingers. There was no way a girl like her could know exactly where to touch to make it feel so good.
"I don't believe youuuuuu!" Akane moaned. She was on her knees. When had she dropped to her knees?
Hello? Repressed sexual deviant side? Right here! You've always had a pretty good instinct for this stuff, you just keep it nice and buried.
"Sorry, still n...not b-buying... Oh god, what is this feeling in the pit of my stomach?"
That would be an orgasm building up. Pretty much unstoppable at this point...
"Akane Tendo, I return with the interloper! Ohohohoho!"
Kodachi's timing was as lousy as ever, it seemed...
Sun Oct 28 21:16:31 2018