Lust Is In the Blood!

You notice the pigtailed girl's twat growing red and swelling. Yes, you see that her tits are red and swollen, too. Part of her control of her body probably comes from her martial arts skill of taking blood away from places that could be wounded and putting blood in places that could be healed. Extra blood would make them firmer and more of a pleasure to touch as well as making her more sensitive to any touch. So Ranma can become a hot chick any time she - or you! - wanted her to be.

But that is not enough. She may become hot and bothered, but Ranma was raised in a lifestyle that discouraged acting on lusts. The martial artist was conditioned since infancy to be a warrior of the ancient ideal. This included the tenet that sex drained a man of his masculinity, weakening him. By resisting temptation, the belief goes, manly semen is retained and stored, ready to be called on for the extra power that could mean the difference between the life and **** of the combatant. This is the reason Ranma avoided even thinking about sex and all that was involved with it as much as she could. This is why Ranma held fast to his manhood even while she was in a woman’s body; when he returned to being a man his still pure virility would still have enough strength fight off the contamination of having been a girl.

But now that ‘Ranma’ is ‘stuck’, you see that’s become her weak spot!! Already on the floor with her, you lean forward. “Wow, you certainly look like you’re ready to fuck, Ranma. Your tits and twat are filled with hot blood.” You brush your fingers along her pussy lips. With martial arts speed she aims her foot at your head; at martial arts speed she stops an inch from your head. All before you could blink. It shakes you up, but it also stimulates you. After so many cums you’ve just had, you find yourself becoming horny again. Knowing you’re playing with fire, you run your fingers just inside her slit, daring her to pulverize you. She wants to, but the Code doesn’t allow her to attack the weak. And that is a power I have over her. And man, it’s true - Power is an aphrodisiac! “I bet if I stick these inside” (poke, poke) “I can stir up pussyjuice.”

“I’m dry,” Ranma tells you with a stern, definitive tone. She uses both feet to lift your head from between her legs and towards her face.

“But you control how much and where your blood goes.” (She nods but is suspicious of wherever this is leading to.) “That’s one of the reasons you heal so fast. You bring plasma to where it’s needed. You may not know that you’ve been doing it, but you know the techniques for doing it." (She thinks about it, and nods.) "The female, uh, "precum" that can fill your cunt and leak down your legs - your pussyjuice - is plasma.”

“WHAT!??!” She’s on her feet in a flash, her tight tits bouncing. She doesn’t have the chance to argue: Pussyjuice is leaking down her leg.

“Good, you’re on your way to becoming a man again, Ranma. You’re leaking your femininity, making room for your masculinity. By your ancient Asian teaching: Where there’s no Yin, there’s only Yang.” And you insert a finger into her for your and her first time.