It was a standard day in Nerima.
Which is to say, a cat hissed at Ranma and his nekoken activated.
“Ranma!” The boy shaped cat looked away from the cat he was about to chase, and looked right at me. He immediately came to me! Oh thank god… I thought I'd have to herd a cat back into our dojo. “Good boy.” Not sure why that slipped out of my mouth, but I suppose a cat immediately coming to…. its……. person? warrants praise.
Ranma pulled back from me a bit… he was dodging the hand that was giving him headpats! Well, I guess there's only one other option to that phrase……
“Sorry, I meant good girl.”
Ranma responded by meowing happily and bringing her(?) head up to my hand……..
…..
So…… I know for a fact that Ranma is more honest as a cat than as a person. She? I'll just go with ‘they.’ They always showed me loving, while it's taken Ranma so long just to admit he likes me in an undefined way…
Does that mean? No ……… Well-
My fiancé might be a girl…. but I wanted to prove my theory before confronting them.
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I had somehow managed to get Nabiki on board to help me in this quest at no charge? She said we'd hopefully stop fighting as much after this or something….. whatever. Looking through her camera to the living room, I waited for the first run of the experiment.
Nabiki was lounging around flipping through a magazine, and Ranma had just come in.
“Ranma, could you be a good little boy for me and get me a bottle of that lemonade from the fridge?”
“What? Hell no, do it yourself, Nabiki.” Ranma rolled their eyes as they walked past my older sister…..
Alright, so that aligns with nekoken Ranma…….
A day later, the exact same setup came up, except this time……
“Ranma, could you be a good little girl and get me a bottle of that lemonade from the fridge?”
Ranma froze. “Um- th- uh- ok….” they said meekly as they did what they were told.
Jackpot.
Ranma comes back with the lemonade and hands it to Nabiki. “Good girl. Thanks!”
Ranma looks around nervously then sits right next to Nabiki. Her eyes look unfocused like she's just discovered the most terrible fact about herself…. Maybe she has?
Though, my sister just has to ruin everything! “Akane's upstairs, go talk to her about it.”
“Ok…..” Ranma replies.
Great, now I have to be ready to hear a redhead be confused about herself for a long time.
“Akane…” She was right behind me.
“Ranma.”
“Um…. Can we talk….. like… in your room….?”
“Depends, are you gonna be a good girl for me?” Ranma's face turned bright red at my questioning.
“Y-yeah………” She squeaked out. I grabbed her hand and led her to my room, patting my bed to tell her to sit. “So… What's this whole thing that you and Nabiki….. I mean like…. what's going on?”
I sighed. “Two days ago when you went into nekoken, you ran to me pretty soon after so I praised you like, well, a cat.” She was nodding along through the embarrassment I'm sure she was feeling. “I tried praising you in the masculine way, but you didn't take that well, so……”
“You.. called me… th-that?”
“You really liked it….”
Ranma hid her head in her hands. “Please don't tell anyone! Aaaaah….”
“Sure…. but I've gotta ask….. Ranma, do you want to be a girl?” She looked at me pleadingly, and I was definitely restraining myself by not starting to pet her right then.
“.....Yeah…. I think so? Maybe? I dunno it's all so…… I mean I certainly enjoyed the praise!”
“But not when you were called a guy?”
“....Fuck.” She stared at the floor. A little part of me was saying not to do what I was about to. It was immodest, perverted, disgusting, but…. but!
I repositioned myself to be able to push Ranma down so she was laying on the bed. She looked at me with a confused fear as I moved my mouth right up to her ear.
“Maybe I need to rephrase my question. Ranma, do you wanna be my good little girl? My adorable, submissive princess who does what I say?”
She whimpered. I could feel the heat eminating from her cheeks. She managed to get out a quiet “Y-Yes…”
“I couldn't quite hear you,” I teasingly whispered into her ear, “What did you say?”
“Y-Yes,” she said slightly louder this time.
“Yes to what?”
“T-to what ya said…”
“Which was?”
“I-I um… Well…”
“It's ok, take your time, princess.”
“I-I wanna be your cute little submissive princess……”
“Louder,” I demanded.
“I-I wanna be your cute little submissive princess!”
“Mhm… you can be my property if you're begging so bad to be it. As long as you're a good girl for me.”
There wasn't a coherent response out of Ranma after that, she just started sputtering syllables.
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Nabiki had been standing on the other side of the door. Her cost cutting experiment had gone far better than she could've ever hoped, but her attempts at gaining money from it had failed as soon as she heard Ranma yell the very opposite of what her father would've wanted her to be. She was absolutely befuddled
If they weren't so stuck in their own heads, Ranma and Akane would likely hear the sound of plastic splitting into pieces on the floor.
Her cost cutting experiment left her needing to get a new tape recorder.
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It felt really weird bein’ basically pampered by Akane.
We went out, got some nice clothes for me, and she gave me some of her own clothes… but…. Anytime I would say somethin’ was ‘too girly’ or somethin’ like that, she'd almost immediately decide she was gonna buy it for me. At first I thought it was a small joke, it was a dress, I could use a dress, but after a little bit… I think she was actively trying to embarrass me.
Which for some reason…. for some strange reason… I was ok with??
When we got home that day, she basically made me model everything for her… even the underwear………
I liked feeling cute though….. Akane praised me almost every time I showed her somethin’....
Pops would kill me if he knew what was goin’ on….
Scratch that, mom would make both of us kill ourselves.
And… then… at the bottom of the bag… I saw somethin’ I swear we definitely didn't go out and buy.
“K-’Kane, what is this?” I held up a red collar with a red heart danglin’ on it. Engraved on the heart was my name… well.. it said ‘Tendou Ranma’ but I guess that was close enough, and on the back, it was….. th- um…. ‘If lost please call +813-3464-5111’, Akane's stupid brick of a cell phone’s number.
“That's for you.”
“I-I ain't gonna…. I… um…. I'm not gonna w-wear that…..”
“You sure? If you get lost, I'd wanna make sure whoever finds you returns you to your owner.”
I'm so royally fucked.