Naked Dummy vs Wooden Dummy

Nabiki in her pajamas followed after the naked redhead through the side door that led to the dojo in the Tendo yard. But Kuno stayed in the sandy arena outside the martial arts building. She was already kicking the straw armor of the practice dummy. Repeatedly. "Hold on, Kuno! Let me get the appropriate camera!" This was going to be difficult, Nabiki thought. She wasn't practiced doing night shoots and wondered if she could find the right camera in her Camera-space. What did she need? Floodlight? No, that would just attract attention. A night vision camera? There were downsides to that, too...

And still, Kuno continued to kick the dummy. Repeatedly. One kick virtually like the other. All with the same ****. Being the daughter of a dojo master and witnessing Ranma's own kicks, Nabiki realized how skilled and deadly those kicks were.

But by the time she was able to take photos, there would be no shots of her winking pussy; the girl had moved onto punching one of the dummy's arms, ducking, then blocking or punching the other that had swung around. Nabiki wished she had decided to do video rather than her usual stills. Kuno was able to tap into the martial arts skills Ranma had trained into that redheaded body, but by stupidly refusing to accept that he was a girl, he wasn't compensating for a girl's softer body. What wasn't bouncing, bobbing, swinging and/or rolling about was jiggling something fierce! Kuno the guy was going to love the blurred body parts in the photos. If he didn't remember her soreness, that is. Hmm, a little double exposure to give the boobs a time-lapse effect might be very good. And profitable!

"Kuno-baby, a coaching tip: Forget you're a kendoist! The Pigtail Girl isn't! You're letting your training interfere with hers!"

"Yes, I shall advise her of that! Her moves indeed do not flow as effortlessly as those of her lower body!" He did try, and his hits did become more automatic, but he could not really forget his desire to have a sword. That, besides his softness, would be his handicap until he was capable of thinking of himself as being in the girl's body.

"Enough, Kuno. You're sweating! You like seeing Akane sweat, but I don't remember you showing an interest in photos of the Pigtailed Girl sweating."

"You are correct, documentarian photog." She stopped and wiped the sweat from her brow. And then from her body! What?? Kuno didn't grope her/himself!? "The two loves of my life are inhabitants of two different worlds for me. I envision them in different sets of scenarios." With that, she walked out of the arena.

"What impulse have I put into Kuno's cute, red head?" Nabiki asked herself, following the naked girl.