Kasumi waited upstairs in her bedroom until after her sisters and Ranma returned from school. Luckily for her unless food or chores are involved her sisters usually don't bother her and go about their business. Now she just had to wait for her opportunity to arise.
Finally Kasumi had a chance to get Ranma to herself. The boy had just entered his room after practicing in the yard, sweat causing his shirt to cling to his body. Kasumi entered the room silently after he took the red silk top off, facing away from the door.
Moving quietly, the eldest Tendo daughter got right up behind the boy before grabbing him and pulling Ranma back into her chest, locking her strong, cut arms around his body.
Ranma felt revived after taking out the stress he had acquired at school by doing some martial arts training. It felt great getting all that pent up frustration at his fiancees and rivals out. While the day was stressful his night was shaping up to be an enjoyable on, or at least it was before he felt an incredibly strong pull on his waist and his back hitting a giant, hard, warm object. Looking back to check what was going on he saw the smiling face of Kasumi looking back at him.
"Oh my, Ranma-kun, it appears I have you right where I want you" Kasumi said with a hint of mischief in her voice. She then leaned in closer, bringing her mouth right next to the boy's ear. "You and I are going to have a lot of fun, my new toy," Kasumi finished, giving Ranma's ear a little nibble before pulling away.
For a moment Ranma was too shocked to say anything, but then Kasumi's words started to sink in.
"What do ya mean toy?!" he asked indignantly, "I ain't no one's toy Kasumi, 'specially not your's."
"Oh, I think you are my toy Ranma. Besides, I don't think you could stop me if you wanted to." The chestnut haired young woman brought up one of her massive arms close to Ranma's face, giving him a close up look at how big she truly was. After flexing for some time she ran that hand down Ranma's bare front, feeling him up and making the boy angry and confused. "Come on Ranma, you know you want to be my toy."
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