"Airen, take off clothes so Shampoo can get good look." The statement was so blunt it almost felt like she hit him over the head with it. The pigtailed martial artist couldn't come up with a response immediately, only able to make his mouth gape like he was trying to say something. Shampoo only smiled down at him while he freaked about what she said.
"Take off my...NO WAY! I ain't takin' nothing off, Shampoo!" Shampoo said nothing and just nudged him with her finger so he was on his back in the palm of her hand.
"Shampoo thinks that Ranma still not understand he has no say. So Shampoo will do it for you."
The Chinese amazon pinched his silk shirt between her thumb and forefinger, and pulled hard, shredding the top and leaving Ranma barechested. She did the same with his pants, now there was only his boxers. With one more pull, the martial artist was as nude as the day he was born.
The amazon gave a whistle of appreciation at the sight before her. She pinned him down flat with her thumb and brought her free hand over to give the boy's body a prodding. He thrashed about, trying to wiggle free from the unmoving thumb as the Chinese girl felt up his body.
Shampoo noticed how much Ranma fought her minstrations, and decided on the best way to deal with it,
"Ranma needs to learn how much fun he can have with Shampoo."
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