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This one turned out better than I had hoped. Sometimes, things just fall into place

Story:2

Ryoga couldn’t believe the situation he was in. Two powerful and desirable females stood before him. They both had an expression of contempt and desire.

                The shorter red head had eyes that blazed with a lively energy. Her huge arms seemed to pulse ever so subtly with sinewy power. She had recently had her clothes altered to not only conform to her new physique, but also to accentuate her feminine form. She looked angrily towards the lost boy, but this only enhanced her exotic appearance.

                The black (with a tinge of blue) haired girl stood a little taller than the red head, and seemed to hold just as much physical power. Her short-cropped hair seemed to enhance her powerful neck and shoulders. Her stern expression masked her desire for the bandana-wearing boy, but there was a spark in her eyes that spoke of passion.

                Ryoga had been on a whole amusement park full of rides emotionally in the past few months. Not only had Ranma became a woman permanently, but she had also professed her passion for him. Akane had first given up on her claims on Ranma, and had fuelled her mania into developing her body into a muscular marvel to rival the red-headed girl. However, instead of turning her attentions to some boy at school, she had instead opted to also lay a claim on the Hibiki boy.

                The resulting conflict had not put just a strain on the friendship between Ranma and Akane, but had unleashed itself into melee combat between the two physical dynamos, which, in turn, had caused an impressive amount of property damage.

                Even compared to the usual amount caused by the Nerima Wrecking Crew.

                This led to some “gentle” persuasion by both of Akane’s siblings to have the dueling girls come to a compromise.

                So now they both stood in the dojo in front of Ryoga, staring at him. They had issued him an ultimatum:

                Choose.

                Ryoga couldn’t believe it.

                “Shouldn’t this be Kuno’s choice?” he tried to joke, mostly out of nervousness.

                Ranma shot the lost boy and icy glare which caused a jolt to race down his spine. Akane humphed, but spoke:

                “Kuno is too busy dealing with Nabiki. She’s been taking special care of him. In fact, she insisted that Kuno was hers to deal with. Alone.”

                Ryoga looked at her incredulously; apparently, the middle Tendo child was quite capable of getting what she wanted in any aspect of life.

                And so, Ryoga decided to try and wait for something to interrupt the impasse he found himself in. When things in Nerima were normal, something would come in and break up these kinds of situations. Ryoga imagined Shampoo, Mousse, Ukyou or even Happousai breaking in through the side of the dojo to destroy the uneasy air.

                But no random martial artists came. No dragons, no ghost cats, not even any rogue alien scientists.

                Ryoga was alone with the two muscular, beautiful girls who both wanted him. And he was going to have to choose. There was no doubt in his mind that he was attracted to both. But honour dictated he had to act and choose one. He steeled himself to make a decision.

                A decision that was to shape his life forever.

Description

This one turned out better than I had hoped. Sometimes, things just fall into place

Story:2

Ryoga couldn’t believe the situation he was in. Two powerful and desirable females stood before him. They both had an expression of contempt and desire.

                The shorter red head had eyes that blazed with a lively energy. Her huge arms seemed to pulse ever so subtly with sinewy power. She had recently had her clothes altered to not only conform to her new physique, but also to accentuate her feminine form. She looked angrily towards the lost boy, but this only enhanced her exotic appearance.

                The black (with a tinge of blue) haired girl stood a little taller than the red head, and seemed to hold just as much physical power. Her short-cropped hair seemed to enhance her powerful neck and shoulders. Her stern expression masked her desire for the bandana-wearing boy, but there was a spark in her eyes that spoke of passion.

                Ryoga had been on a whole amusement park full of rides emotionally in the past few months. Not only had Ranma became a woman permanently, but she had also professed her passion for him. Akane had first given up on her claims on Ranma, and had fuelled her mania into developing her body into a muscular marvel to rival the red-headed girl. However, instead of turning her attentions to some boy at school, she had instead opted to also lay a claim on the Hibiki boy.

                The resulting conflict had not put just a strain on the friendship between Ranma and Akane, but had unleashed itself into melee combat between the two physical dynamos, which, in turn, had caused an impressive amount of property damage.

                Even compared to the usual amount caused by the Nerima Wrecking Crew.

                This led to some “gentle” persuasion by both of Akane’s siblings to have the dueling girls come to a compromise.

                So now they both stood in the dojo in front of Ryoga, staring at him. They had issued him an ultimatum:

                Choose.

                Ryoga couldn’t believe it.

                “Shouldn’t this be Kuno’s choice?” he tried to joke, mostly out of nervousness.

                Ranma shot the lost boy and icy glare which caused a jolt to race down his spine. Akane humphed, but spoke:

                “Kuno is too busy dealing with Nabiki. She’s been taking special care of him. In fact, she insisted that Kuno was hers to deal with. Alone.”

                Ryoga looked at her incredulously; apparently, the middle Tendo child was quite capable of getting what she wanted in any aspect of life.

                And so, Ryoga decided to try and wait for something to interrupt the impasse he found himself in. When things in Nerima were normal, something would come in and break up these kinds of situations. Ryoga imagined Shampoo, Mousse, Ukyou or even Happousai breaking in through the side of the dojo to destroy the uneasy air.

                But no random martial artists came. No dragons, no ghost cats, not even any rogue alien scientists.

                Ryoga was alone with the two muscular, beautiful girls who both wanted him. And he was going to have to choose. There was no doubt in his mind that he was attracted to both. But honour dictated he had to act and choose one. He steeled himself to make a decision.

                A decision that was to shape his life forever.