She cupped it in her hand, feeling for heft, and testing the firmness with her thumb. They were pretty nice, and a good size as well.
Akane couldn’t believe that Ranma had insulted her over the size of her chest again. The jerk tried on her spare swimsuit, then complained that it was tight in the chest, and baggy in the hips. You’d think Ranma would be a little more considerate or grateful. How many people let their fiancé borrow clothes after all.
One good thing about the curse, at least Ranma’s cursed self couldn’t follow her into the girls hot spring.
Technically it was an in-ground hot tub made to look like a hot spring. The poorly hidden gas main looked cheap. Akane reminded herself that not every inn could be built on a piece of land with a natural spring.
None-the-less, she sank into the tub, letting the hot water soak every inch of her.
She tried to clear her mind, using some of the meditation techniques they teach in martial arts. It didn’t really work.
“Ranma you jerk.” She mumbled, as she reached to massage an erect nipple.
Akane told herself she didn’t care what Ranma thought of her chest size. She loved her beautiful double D’s.
Wait, that didn’t sound right.
Her breasts, what was it about her breasts? Why had Ranma given her such a hard time?
Ranma always gave her a hard time. Ever since they met.
Akane had her pick of the boys at school. All of those virile men, literally fighting to date with her. Back then, it was all she could do not to scream “I love boys” every school day.
Of course she was a hottie, not a slut. Akane would only date when it wasn’t a school night, and never got serious enough with anyone to lose her cherry.
Then Ranma came along. Ranma declared “Akane is my fiancé.” Then he beat Kuno, the alpha dog, in a fight. Was he in girl form when he did that? That’s a strange thing to forget.
After that, everybody figured they had to get through Ranma to go out with her.
Since then, Ranma was constantly having his manhood, and occasionally his womanhood challenged.
Though Akane had developed a soft spot for the lug, she wondered, if Ranma was gone, would she still get her pick of the yummy boys.
She looked herself over, from top to bottom. Of course she would, she was such a hottie.
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