whats up with Akane?

Akane slammed the door to the furo, of course she’d have to meet that insufferable pervert before she left on her morning jog and again on her way back in. She hated the way he always belittled her and how that always made her body just heat up like a boiling furnace, it was the core of her frustrations with her untoward fiance.

Ever since the first meeting every barb and jeer towards her was like a lightning rod to her loins, she didn't understand why or how it happened. Just that, Ranma was the only one to make her feel that way. And it didn't matter if he was male or female at the time, which only caused her more confusion and frustration. Everyday it was the same routine, get into an argument with Ranma while getting increasingly hornier and hornier the more Ranma upset her and she’d end up punting them across the skyline while she went to take care of herself and her traitorous body. She’d gotten intimately familiar with the furos detachable showerhead, convincing her father to buy the most premium quality version ever since Ranma had moved in. Strictly for the family of course, and her cursed crotch.

Discarding her clothes, she shuffled to the furo basin. Rubbing her diamond erect nipples along the way, and her constantly heated pussy. She’d have to do this sometimes, at least two to three times a day. She supposed what she did would be considered perverse, who masturbates more than once a day even? Unless you’re like Nabiki of course. But Akane knew it wasn't her fault, it was Ranmas! She wouldn't be here soaking her pussy with the showerhead on pulse if it weren't for him, -her, whatever!

“Uhhn stupid...mmff perrrvvvee” She gritted her teeth while moaning, picturing that annoying cocky grin he always wore on his face, or the way she always flashed her full perky tits with their rosy pink nipples. “Fffffhhhuuu” She hissed, speeding up her ministrations. Nabiki may be comfortable jerking her dumb ugly penis wherever and whenever, be it the living room sofa or at school in the girls locker rooms. Akane had some pride in her self control, albeit the cost of their water bill.

The amount of times Nabiki had ransacked her room for new wank material left the thought of purchasing some sort of mastubatory aid out of the question. As well as the constant perverted thieves she was surrounded by, be it Happosai, or Ranma.

“Technique my ass” She grunted, remembering when he was practicing his “sneaky thief” move, the pervert was probably stealing her underwear so he could wear it for himself in girl form. Her ass would probably have ripped them in half, and they weren't even her color. That dumb pervert probably loves wearing girl clothes, she imagined. Akane threw her head back, eyes closed.

Picturing that stunning redhead running around in skimpy lingerie, bouncing around in her frilly underwear and garters and heels. “D-d-dumb, lousy...mmmff” Akane tensed, her fantasies flying out of her control as she got closer and closer to her climax. The showerhead did it’s job, while her other hand mauled her sensitive nipples. Not even paying attention to what she was focussing on to get herself off faster, biting down on her lips to keep quiet.

Just remembering Ranma's full ass bursting out of her trousers the other day, the rivulets of water crawling down the crack of her ass was enough to push her over. Burying her face in that plush thick bottom in her mind's eye, using her tongue to- “FWAAH!”

Akane slumped against the wall as the first of her orgasms wracked her body, shuddering and panting as she came down.