Ranma was sleeping in her usual manner. The sheets were scattered all over the floor, and her top damp. Genma was not tolerant of Ranma kun's snoring... Especially given that Ranma Chan didn't snore, at all.
Unfortunately for the sleeping Saotome's they were not alone. Atop the wardrobe, Happosai opened his eyes taking in the rhythmic shifting of Ranma's impressive chest. He was feeling oddly conflicted. The girls just moved so much more when they were unrestrained. But he truly wanted to see Ranma have to cope with a woman's burden.
In his little nest of stolen panties, he was curled up like a very comfortable cat.
But the temptation proved too much for the old pervert. In a single bound, he landed, right on target. One foot resting atop each breast. Before Ranma could wake ... or protest ... or do anything.
He jabbed her sternum multiple times hitting a variety of pressure points. Ranma's only response was a mewling moan. The moan softened into a gentle sigh. Satisfied that his blows were accurate. He leaped back to his hidey-hole. His landing barely disturbed the wardrobe. Behind him there was a gentle shifting as Ranma's bust settled back to compensate for the now vanished weight.
As Happosai thought about what was going to happen in the morning. He picked out two pieces from his cache. With an indolent swipe he swatted a pair of pink panties to land beside Ranma's sleeping form. It took him longer to select a bra that would fit, but soon a suitable one was drifting down to land beside the sleeping girl.
Happosai's dreams were as ever happy and filled with bounteous girls. He was already imagining Ranma's confusion and compulsions when she woke.
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