Ranma's Declaration of Girlyhood

What to do?! Unlike Ranma, you do not have a Godzilla-sized appetite or like seafood anywhere near as much. Her twat smells quite strongly of fish and sweat. And just how salty is she? Would lapping up the liters and pints of pussyjuice she can give at will make you terribly thirsty? (Can she make herself give milk? - No! Don’t get distracted!)

You fall back on the arguments that have been working for you so far. There has to be a way out of this maze of programming you’ve been giving her. “Uh, okay. You can have the extra manhood that’s pushed out. But would you be losing EXTRA womanhood? Would you feel any more like a woman?”

“I don’t want to feel like a woman! I just want to get it out of my fucking hole!” She actually hooks her fingers in her pussylips and yanks herself open to emphasize her attitude. Even more pussyjuice rolls out.

“Is there more to being a man than just his sperm? If you have the most, does that make you the best man among men?”

“Of course…” her loud retort quickly diminishes to, “...not.” Her hands leave her pussylips to make frustrated fists. “Aw, geez! Geez!! Geez!!!”

What do you know about Ranma and feelings in martial art? “Your Tiger’s Pride -”

“Pride of the Fierce Tiger, “Mōko Takabisha”!” she corrects.

“Okay, right. Your Cat fu-”

“Nekoken!” she says, waving a wet fist.

“- Your teacher’s hole attacks -” No! Don’t give Ranma ideas! “- And Others!! The ones where emotions are used to give your techniques Extra Ordinary power!”

“Ki,” she says to herself as well as you. The naked pigtailed girl loses her fists. “It’s how I concentrate the different energies.”

“And is everything made of a combination of Yin and Yang: Female and Male?”

Ranma hangs her head. “Yes,” she says, gloomily staring down past her jizz-sticky tits down to her twat and the puddle of pussyjuice she’s sitting in. The martial artist who prides herself on never being defeated -

Suddenly turns on her Cute Chick Act: “So, the more girly girl I am, the more I can squeeze it out of me!! Kawaii!”

“Through your female cum!!” You hurry to add. You don’t know if a roboslut could ki blast you with a “Pride of the Fierce TigRESS”, but you don’t want her to test if she can. She just might! Your purchase is turning out way too much like your version of Ranma. You definitely have had her be too damn stubborn!

“Let’s get started, okay, my manly man maker?!” Her fists are under her chin, bringing your attention to just how sweet and cute she is now looking. Gobs of pussyjuice are squished out from between her tight little fists.