Federal Genital Inspector Akane: Gosun-tiny

Akane smiled as she returned to her classroom, with only a couple of minutes to spare before the end-of-lunch bell rang. Thanks to Kodachi, she'd run out of time and hadn't had the chance to eat her bento. Thankfully, her stomach still felt full thanks to the large heaping of Ukyo's five-star sperm that she'd gulped down, along with Kodachi's lesser-tasting but still pleasant heaping on top.

Akane paused at the classroom entrance for a moment.

...Had she really just been thankful that her belly was sloshing around with multiple people's sperm?Oh god, was she turning into some kind of perverted slut?

No. No... she wasn't going through this self-doubting path again. The reasons for her situation were beyond her control, and there was nothing wrong with her focussing on the positives – no matter how perverted some of them were – rather than the negatives.

Besides, all she'd done so far was use her mouth and fingers. She was still technically a virgin - nothing of someone else's had gone anywhere near her vagina or her butt, which meant that she couldn't be a slut at all! And as long as she went along with this perverted farce, the badge would have no reason to take her over again and maybe make her use her more sacred places. So really, tonguing Ukyo's special areas was a perfectly reasonable action.

And Kodachi... well, she'd clearly deserved to be taken down a peg or two. Using the badge to give the crazy (ex-)girl some new perspective could only be a good thing in the long run. It wasn't an **** of the power if it was for a good cause... right? It's not like she'd ever use it for personal gain. It wasn't like she was thinking of other things she possibly do with such a perverted power, even if Shampoo could probably do with learning what it was like if she was a shemale or even fully a guy and maybe Mousse could do with seeing what it was like if he was suddenly the fully female Amazon of the two.

Nope, not thinking of any way to **** her power at all! Even if she could maybe solve Ranma's eternal quest for a cure in one easy session – so long as their family never found out. Or... or maybe even see if the aqua-transexual found the same easy acceptance in one dual-gendered body that Ukyo had shown. Just as an interim measure, of course. Not that she'd be interested in seeing what Ranma would be like if he was in the same boat as his (possible) half-sister. No, not interested at all!

Her hand gripped the frame of her home room entrance's sliding door, cracking it beneath her strong fingers, as a traitorous image flashed through her mind of a futa girl-Ranma spooning her from behind while Ukyo mashed her breasts against Akane's from the front, the two girl-boys stiff cock's rubbing between her buttocks and on her stomach respectively.

No, bad! Bad, bad, bad! Damn it, this was all the badge's fault! She'd had a perfectly sex-free imagination until it had come around!

“Are you okay there, Akane?”

Akane blinked as one-half of the objects of her inappropriate daydream walked up to her. In the almost-full classroom, the other students looked on in interest as their newest classmate walked up to their most prickly member and placed 'his' hand on her shoulder.

The surrounding class held their breaths, waiting for Akane to react harshly to the new boy invading her personal space like that.

Akane just smiled. Compared to the other parts of Ukyo that she'd touched (and sucked, and ingested), the warmth of Ukyo's hand didn't even ping on her 'personal space' radar any more. “I'm fine. Thank you, Ukyo.”

“That's good.” Ukyo hesitated for a moment, her hand lingering on the other girl's shoulder, before she withdrew it. Her cheek's reddened a little, as she tried to present a confident front as she added, “You know... my restaurant will be open tonight. You're welcome to come if you want to try it out. For you it's on the house.”

Akane smiled at the nice gesture. “Well, I still have something to do this afternoon. But if I do come, then I can pay my own way. You don't need to pay for me.”

Ukyo felt her cock stir a little at the smile, and was thankful that at least this time she wasn't in the middle of an inspection. Akane was off-the-clock, and so the chef wasn't guilty of breaking any Federal laws by admiring just how cute the other girl was when her face softened like that. To take her mind off of the thoughts of those soft lips and what they could do, Ukyo forged ahead with the conversation, doing her best to distract herself from images of Akane doing things that would have her new cock at full mast in front of everyone. She nonchalantly shrugged, which made several of the eavesdropping girls sigh. He looked like one of those awkward (but handsome) guys in a shoujo romance. “It's nothing. It's my way to show my appreciation for all of your hard work.”

Behind 'him', the girls who had heard Akane state the new boy's penis size in the morning turned to each other. First the normally prudish girl had weighed in on the newcomer's cock length, and now she was smiling at some pretty obvious flirting. The harsh glares that the new boy had thrown Ranma during class when the Saotome boy wasn't looking hadn't gone unnoticed by them, either. Their theory about Akane seeing this boy on the side was looking more and more likely with every interaction.

The murmurs of the gossip mill rose up behind the two martial artists, almost drowning out the sound of the end-of-lunch bell. By the time Ranma barrelled into the classroom a minute later (and a second before the teacher could enter the room and mark him as tardy), the scene had broken apart.

The whispering of the students around him, however, was not so quick to stop.

“Did you see? He hasn't even been here a full day!”

“And asking her like that point blank!”

“Doesn't he know that she and Ranma are...?”

Ranma's eyes narrowed as he looked over at the new student. The newbie had been pinging on his radar all day. He could swear the boy reminded him of someone, but he wasn't quite sure who. But he was definitely acting suspiciously if he was expressing an interest in an uncute chick like Akane. Well, if this guy was the second coming of Mikado Sanzenin, out to steal kisses from any chick, then Ranma had the perfect way of finding out and foiling his plans. All he needed was a quick dash of water and a dress.

As the final bell for the school day rung, Akane didn't even have the time to blink before Ranma had jumped out of the nearest window. “Jerk didn't even ask if I wanted to walk home with him,” she muttered to herself as she packed her books into her bag.

A polite cough interrupted her annoyance as Yuka and Sayuri walked over to stand in front of her desk.

“Are you okay, Akane?” Yuka wondered. “You've been acting a bit... not like yourself today.”

“I don't know what you're talking about,” Akane said, falling back on the time honoured method of trying to bluff her way past uncomfortable questions.

“Right, nothing out of the ordinary about you today,” Sayuri replied, nodding, before sweetly adding, “Ten inches, did you say?”

“Mmm, an interesting guess,” Yuka added. “We were going to ask you about that earlier but you disappeared. Where were you at lunch, anyway?”

Akane's cheeks burned. She should have known that she hadn't escaped her friends' questions by ducking out on them for lunch. Before she could reply, her newest friend (and most frequent blowjob recipient, even if she planned to take that factoid to the grave) thankfully interrupted.

“Uh... she was working.”

At Akane's wide eyes, and the suddenly interested gazes of the other two girls, Ukyo realised that her reflexive excuse for the Tendo girl meant that she was close to breaking the confidentiality of the inspector's work, and so she used her constant practice at living a double life to spin some finely crafted bullshit. “Working... at testing out my special batter!”

Akane's eyes grew even wider.

Ukyo, realising the double entendre she'd just uttered, quickly added, “Because I'm an okonomiyaki chef, of course! The best in the business! I'm opening my restaurant today!”

“And you asked for Akane's help? In determining what was good cooking?” Yuka asked, raising both eyebrows.

Seeing her friends' eyes upon her, Akane swallowed and tried to look innocent. Knowing she needed to add something, she blindly continued with, “Yes. Um, it was delicious. Creamy. Full of nutrients.”

Oh god, kill her now.

“Ahahaha... yes. It's... something to be proud of.” Ukyo rubbed the back of her neck, before deciding to pretend that the preceding conversation had never happened as she turned to focus on Akane. “So, uh,I hope to see you at my place... restaurant! I mean, at my restaurant. If you want. You remember where it is, right?”

Akane nodded, even as she imagined the eyebrows of her two friends rising behind her back. “Thank you, Ukyo. I can't say if I'll make it tonight, but I will visit one day.”

Once the chef was gone, Akane let out a small sigh and turned to face her friends. Before they could blurt anything out, she asked, “Don't you two have your after school club to get to?”

Yuka rolled her eyes. “Fine, be that way. But you know we're just going to hound you about this again tomorrow.”

“In the meantime,” Sayuri added over her shoulder as the two girls exited the classroom, “You go enjoy your new boytoy's 'special batter'.”

Akane flushed, before reflexively yelling out, “Ukyo didn't mean it like that!” After they'd left her eyesight, she muttered to herself, “Not at first, anyway.” Sighing, she reached into her skirt's pocket and fingered the Inspector's Badge. “You're getting me into so much trouble!”

“Um... are you talking to me, Akane?”, a hesitant voice asked from behind her.

“Gahhh!” Akane screamed, her hands reflexively rising up into a defensive stance as she turned to see who else was in what she had thought was an empty room. Her stance relaxed a little, her hand going over her heart as she sighed and said, “G-Gosunkugi! Don't sneak up on me like that!”

Her creepy male classmate didn't respond, as his eyes were transfixed to the floor, where a clattering piece of metal was slowly spinning to a stop.

Akane's eyes widened as she followed his gaze and realised what it was. The badge! She must have pulled it out of her pocket when she'd been startled! “D-Don't look!” the Tendo girl gasped as she crouched down and picked up the offending piece of magical metal even as her heart plummeted. No! Nooooooooo! Please, please let him not be snared in its magic!

As soon as her hand covered the badge, Gosunkugi shook himself out of his daze. “W-wow. I mean, you hear about this kind of thing but you never expect to be singled out. I-inspected! By you! This is such an honour!”

Akane was a polite girl who was not given to swearing. All the same, in this situation she felt perfectly justified in saying, “For fuck's sake...” After a moment, she squared her shoulders, before sighing. “All right. Fine! Fine! I don't know what kind of bunny-drowning, giggling killer I was in a past life to deserve this kind of karma, but fine!” She pointed to the back of the room where a door to the supply cupboard lay. “Get in there!”

Gosunkugi gulped and nodded. “R-Right away!”

Akane followed the boy in, shutting the door behind them. It wasn't a large space, but there was enough room left over with the two of them in there for it to be not too squeezy. The nurse's room was better, but she didn't want Yuka and Sayuri to see her walking in there if they were still hanging around. “Right,” she said commandingly as she looked at the boy in front of her. If she had to do this, then she was doing it on her terms! “If you ever get the urge to tell anyone about this, then just remember that I have the power to make your thing so small that an ant couldn't find it!”

“Y-Yes ma'am!” Gosunkugi replied, his spine stiffening as he barely stopped himself from giving a salute. “I mean, no ma'am. I mean, no I won't tell anyone what happens here!”

Akane smiled, feeling a similar rush of strength to what she'd felt when she'd had Kodachi under her Inspector's powers. If she was going to have to put her tongue on other people's genitals, then at least she could wrest whatever control she could out of this stupid, perverted situation!

She nodded, before mentally fortifying herself and saying, “Okay. Take it out.”

The boy hesitated for a moment. “It's... um, I just want to say that I did everything I could to make it bigger. I-I mean my dad isn't much better so I-”

Akane blinked. Oh god, was he going to go into detail about his penis and his dad's penis? Ew! No! This situation was terrible already, it didn't need any more stomach wrenching additions. “Just take it out, please.”

Gosunkugi sighed, before undoing the belt on his trousers and letting them drop. A moment later his underwear joined it.

Akane blinked. She tilted her head, before tilting it back to normal. Her mouth opened, then closed, before she hesitantly asked, “How much bigger is it when it's erect?”

Gosunkugi hung his head. “I-it is erect.”

“Oh.” Akane stared at the boy's straining member, before mentally comparing it to her own thumb. Her thumb won.

It was so tiny! Minuscule! Lilliputian! Microscopic! She herself knew what it was like to wish her body was bigger in certain areas, but even with her desire to be bustier she was nowhere near as... femininely ungifted... as this boy was in the masculine equivalent. “I guess you'd like to be bigger?”

Gosunkugi's eyes lit up like he'd been offered a grand lottery prize. “Oh god yes. Yes please!”

Akane shook her head as she pulled out her notebook. She couldn't quite bring herself to get too excessive with her write-up: there was something about the boy that just didn't scream 'raging man-cock'. But anything was better than what he had. “Five inches long, three times thicker than current. With pleasant tasting sperm.”

“F-five?” Gosunkugi blinked as his trembling hand took the torn-off piece of paper. “Wow!”

Akane blinked. If that was his reaction to five inches – the smallest penis she'd given – then what would he have done if she'd given him something like Genma or Ukyo's?After a moment, she shook her head. There was no way she could imagine Gosunkugi with a cock like Ukyo's. It wouldn't fit at all. And she wasn't sure what it said that the best person she knew for pulling off a long, thick slab of man-meat was a girl...

Putting those thoughts aside, she steeled herself for the next inevitable phase of the procedure.

“Wh-what are you doing?” the pale-looking boy asked as the girl of his wet dreams (even if she was, unfortunately, currently working in an official Federal capacity and therefore not eligible for such carnal thoughts) knelt before him.

“Official Inspection,” Akane answered. It really was a bit easier to do this kind of thing when she dropped into officious speech, wasn't it? “And remember, if you tell anyone I did this to you... I can make it even smaller than what you originally had.”

“I'll never say a word!” Gosunkugi vowed.

Akane nodded, her eyes sparking in warning, before she wrinkled her nose and leant forward to take his (not all that big, truthfully, but certainly huge compared to what it had been) erection into her mouth.

Akane narrowed her eyes as she proceeded to suck her third cock for the day. Even if two of those had technically belonged to women, it was still three in one day! At one stage of her life, in her more romantic dreams of finding her perfect person right off the bat, she hadn't imagined she'd see that many dicks in her entire life. Now, it was set to be a regular thing if she didn't find some miraculous cure to her curse. How long before she got used to this kind of thing? How long before swallowing a random boy's cum was as routine as brushing her teeth?

She ignored the boy's moans as she bobbed her head back and forth, her tongue rolling around the stiff organ in her mouth as she tried to get this task over with.

The worst thing was, as horrifying as the thought of Gosunkugi blabbing about this Inspection to the boys of this school was, she was actually kind of glad that it had happened. She'd originally been planning to take a bus over to the next prefecture, where she wouldn't be recognised, and finding a random boy to Inspect in order to complete her daily quota. That would have taken at least an hour out of her day. Do-able once, but if she was **** to find random strangers everyday it wouldn't be long before Ranma or Nabiki started following her to find out where she was disappearing to for such lengths of time. Compared to that, a quickie in the nurse's room or the homeroom supply cabinet was, comparatively, at least something she might be able to get away with without being found out.

Akane paused, her head stopping, as she thought about it. Her tongue continued to absently work around Gosunkugi's cock as she considered things. Would it actually be better to just Inspect her classmates and rely on the Badge's powers of bureaucracy to keep them quiet? The cat was essentially out of the bag thanks to Gosunkugi, anyway.

No, surely that was crazy. Even the Badge couldn't stop Kunou from hounding her if he found out that she was giving guys blowjobs... could it?

And she'd surely never be able to look the girls of her class in the eye if she did them as well. But... she could do the same thing that she did to Ukyo (minus the girl-cock), and removed the tyranny of painful periods from an undoubtedly grateful group of girls. Was it really right of her to withhold one of the few positives of her power from the girls that she'd grown up with?

Akane blinked as a warm spurt of sticky liquid flooded her mouth. Shaking herself out of her internal musing, she realised that she'd absent-mindedly brought the boy before her to orgasm without really thinking about it.

Realising that he was looking down at her and waiting for her to say something, she withdrew her mouth from his penis, grimacing a little at the string of saliva-and-cum that hung for a moment between her lips and his cock, before breaking the connection with a swipe of her hand. A few days ago the thought of touching a boy's sperm would have made her rush to the nearest bathroom to scrub her hands raw. Now, she barely thought about it once it was dealt with. “All in working order, then?”

Gosunkugi dumbly nodded.

“Good!” Akane pushed herself to her feet and opened the door, before looking back. “I'll leave you to it.”

“Okay?” Gosunkugi waved, but she'd already left. After a moment, he looked down at his new cock, comparatively massive to his old one, and pumped his fist. “Yes!” he crowed, before dancing a little jig.

*written by Ann