TG_Ranma

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Stats:
Age: 18
Sexuality: Bisexual (Lesbian Lean)
Vore Role: Switch (Strong Prey Lean)
Girliness: 10/10
Horniness: 6/10
Romanticism: 8/10
Assertiveness: 2/10
Hunger: 3/10

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Ranma Saotome always knew how to get under Akane's skin. Arrogant, insentive, and boorish, every day it seemed he found new ways to piss her off. Sure, he had his redeeming features, but there was no way she was going to marry some pigheaded jerk. Still, her family were counting on her to tie the knot with him. If she was going to make this work, she would have to do something drastic.

During a recent adventure, the group had come across a mystical artifact, known as the Pail of Preservation. This simple bucket had the power to lock Ranma in whatever form he took at the time. And so, a trap was laid. Akane hung the pail above his bedroom, and when Ranma opened the door, its waters poured onto him, trapping him in his female form.

The boy-turned-girl was distraught, begging Akane to undo the pails curse. But the Tendo girl stood her ground. She refused to cure her fiancee unless she did something for her. If Ranma ever wsnted to be a boy again, she'dneed to learn to live as a girl. Out with martial arts and sports, and in with gymnastics, makeup, and dance classes.


Despite some initial resistance, her fiancee would soon commit herself to these lessons. Ranma may have loathed being feminine, but she could never back down from a challenge. Akane knew that all too well. Of course, she took full control of Ranma's feminization, teaching her the finer points of makeup, cooking and dance, and setting her special assignments. She wanted to make sure her student was progressing at a steady rate.

But of course, merely being feminine wasn't enough. Not for Akane. If Ranma was going to marry her, she would need to learn humility, and submission. Each night, once their lesson's were done, she'd tie Ranma up, binding her to her bed and refusing to untie her, until she had properly obeyed all her commands. In time, this progressed to sexual bondage, as Akane came to realize she could make Ranma take part in all kinds of kinky, erotic acts. These nightly bondage sessions quickly became one of Akane's favourite activities.


Now, keeping up with Akane's lessons was hard enough, but she wasn't the only girl in Ranma's life. She was also betrothed to Shampoo: an Amazonian woman from China. Unlike Akane, she made no attempt to hide her love for Ranma, and unlike Akane, she had no trouble playing dirty.

Whenver she and Ranma were alone, Shampoo would unleash a medley of mind control techniques and devices, slowly pushing feminine thoughts into her head through hypnotic suggestions. Whenever her student tried to resist, she would simply slide a finger or two inside Ranma's pussy, and even her incredible will swiftly eroded.


Ranma held onto her masculinity for as long as she could, but it was just too hard for her. The combined efforts of her two lovers slowly eroded her resistance and, within a few days, she felt herself begin to slip. Despite her boyish nature, she'd always taken great pride in her female beauty. As such, it was easy to adapt to things like makeup, and pretty dresses.

In time, adaptation progressed to full on enjoyment, and Ranma caught herself dressing up even outside of lessons. Day after day, she found herself becoming girlier, neglecting her martial arts, in favour of more important things, like perfume and bubble baths.


From that point onward, there was no going back. The effects of her private girliness lessons soon began to show in public. The other girls began to socialize with "Ranko-Chan", inviting her to join them for parties and sleepovers. Normally, Ranma didn't care for such things, but after her training, she couldn't deny she found these offers tempting. But it wasn't until the summer that Ranma saw just how far she'd come.

When the hot season rolled around, Akane had insisted on bringing Ranma to the beach with her. Her student had resisted at first, fearing that she would be gawked at by every male who passed by. And she was right. But something happened. Something Ranma never expected; she started to enjoy the attention. Where before, she'd kick the ass of any guy who dared flirt with her. But now, she found herself shyly thanking them, blushing at their complinents. She even caught herself flirting back once or twice! She still preferred girls, just as she'd always done but, she couldn't deny the truth: she was attracted to boys now. What was going on!?


Finally, the big day came. After weeks of makeovers, bondage and etiquette classes, Ranma's training had finally reached its end. For the once proud girl's final lesson, Akane presented her with a choice: go back to her old life, chasing a cure for the curse which gave her this body, or accept the gift of femininity, and reject his male form for good.

When Ranma's training had started, she would have jumped at the chance to be male again, even if only temporarily. But things had changed since then. So much had changed about her, in just a few short weeks. Now, her life as a boy seemed drab, and boring. The world she'd been introduced to, that pink, pretty, girly world that once disgusted her, now seemed warm and welcoming. Knowing now, that things could never be the same, Ranma made her choice.


Ranma thought she'd reached the limits of femininity, but Akane was happy to prove her wrong. Rather than ending her lessons, Akane intensified the training, starting by throwing out any masculine, or even gender ambiguous clothing. From now on, Ranma's wardrobe would be a sea of lace, silk, and satin. She was expected to wear makeup, and perfume whenever she went out. Flirting was heavily encouraged, and any new outfits would have to pass a Girliness Test, before she was allowed to buy them.

Now in her final year of high school, Ranko is unrecognizable from the tomboy she was before. Her days off are spent in boutiques and salons. Her mind is filled with glitter and pretty dresses, and she's even made a few girl friends of her own. Her old life is truly gone for good, and she couldn't be happier. But every now and then, she'll look back and giggle at the silly boy she used to be.


"Teehee!"

 

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Stats:
Age: 31
Sexuality: Bisexual (Straight Lean)
Vore Role: Switch (Pred Lean)
Girliness: 8/10
Horniness: 9/10
Romanticism: 7/10
Assertiveness: 5/10
Hunger: 7/10

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From the day he was born, Ranma was expected to carry on the Saotome bloodline. However, if he'd known exactly how he'd pass on his genes, he'd have asked for a new family. In their most recent adventure, the gang had finally made their way back to the same cursed hot springs where Ranma first became a girl. All he needed to do was pick the right spring, and he'd be free of this course for good.

He picked wrong

Instead of reversing his transformation,the spring bestowed upon him a second curse: whenever he changed into his female form, Ranma would be overcome with a powerful lust; one that wouldn't wear off until she either changed back, or made love with a man. Anytime a splash of cold water touched his skin, Ranma was transformed into a ravenous harlot, who gladly threw herself at any and every guy in sight.


"Take me now, big boy! I need it bad~"
Ranma's friends and family did everything they could. They kept her quarantined in the Tendo compound, they removed all male relatives from the household. They did everything they could to prevent her from interacting with men. It was all they could do, until they lifted the curse once and for all. Ranma would never forgive them, if he lost his virginity to another boy.

But no plan is truly foolproof. And, when it came to fools, Ryoga Hibiki was outstanding in his field. He had been following Ranma since they left the hot springs, and he was determined to best his hated rival, once and for all. He waited until the house was empty, slipping in through the window and pouncing on Ranma when she was at her most vulnerable. He was surprised, however, to find Saotome was not looking for a fight. She was looking for something else.

Normally, Ryoga would be repulsed at the thought of sleeping with Ranma, but the curse of lust affected not only Ranma, but any man who encountered her. By the time the pair came to their senses, Ryoga was already balls-deep in Ranma's pussy.


"What? Pull out? Well, maybe just a few more minutes..."
Ranma couldn't believe her eyes! Here she was, the proud son of the Saotome clan, giving up her body like a common prostitute, and to Ryoga no less! This was bad. They move knew that, very well. Bad enough that she let Ryoga pop her cherry, but what if he came inside her!? Ranma didn't want to think about it. She had to act quickly, and push the boy off her, before it was too late.

But she didn't. No matter how bad she wanted to, she couldn't bring herself to stop. Ryoga showed no signs of stopping either. In fact, he didn't even slow down. As much as they hated each other, they couldn't deny, this felt incredible. Surely one more minute wouldn't hurt? One minute soon became five, and then ten, and so on. Well, maybe if she let him cum in her, just one time...


"This can't be happening... This is like a bad dream..."
Unbelievable. Of all the hardships and curses she endured, this was by far the worst. That night of passion had cured her insatiable lust, but even that seemed like a blessing, compared to this. She couldn't turn back anymore. No amount of hot water could reverse this. She would have to remain a woman for life. She went to her mother for help, knowing, deep down, that there was nothing she could do. Sure enough, she was right. If anything, Naoko seemed perfectly happy with this. She didn't mind if her son was pregnant. In fact, she encouraged her to embrace motherhood, for the sake of their family line.

Just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, Ryoga burst in, seemingly determined to humiliate himself further. In a show of genuine remorse, he begged for Ranma's forgiveness. That caught her off guard. Ryoga was unfailingly humble and polite, but never to her. If he was begging Ranma to forgive him, this must have been serious. Naoko, however, was less understanding. For this common ruffian to deflower her daughter, and dare to ask forgiveness, that was a disgraceful act, deserving of death. In a desperate attempt to save himself, and to atone for his mistake, Ryoga asked Ranma to marry him. Despite Ranma's protests, Naoko agreed, if only to save her daughters reputation.


"Of all the people in the world, I never thought I'd marry him."
And that's how Ranma found herself at the altar, staring down her rival through a veil as white as snow. There was nothing she could say, nothing she could do..This marriage was going to happen, whether she liked it or not. Before she knew it, the church bells were ringing, and her fate was sealed with a kiss. As far as Ranma knew, her life was over. In reality, it was just beginning.

Despite their vicious rivalry, Ranma and Ryoga may have been the best thing to ever happen to each other. Ryoga was a perfect gentleman, pledging himself to be the best husband, and father, he could be. He treated his wife like loyalty, even supporting her when she was offered a job as a model. Ranma agreed to this, happy to be able to earnsome money at least. But this was purely to support her child, not because she enjoyed it.


"What the hell am I doing!? This is so wrong, but I'm loving it!"
For a while, Ranma resisted the urge to consummate their marriage. Sure, they'd already done it before, but Ranma was still embarrassed by the memory of Ryoga popping her cherry. Her new husband, being an honourable man, agreed to this. And so, no matter how they felt, no matter how good it was the first time, the pair of them remained abstinent.

For about half a day.

For all of her protests, for all her masculine posturing, Ranma was riding her husband within mere hours of tying the knot. He was good too. Unpracticed, but very good. A whole new world opened up to her. Something that once disgusted her, now became a regular activity. To this day, she still can't believe she enjoys bottoming to her once bitter rival.


"Come along, Piggy-kun! Mama's having porkchops tonight~"
As the years went on, the changes grew all the more pronounced. Ranma settled into her role as a wife and mother, becoming more gentle and caring in nature. She got used to wearing women's clothes, and she became more comfortable showing affection, and flirting with her husband. Of course her libido grew with her, their partnership becoming all the more sexual, until they were making love almost every night.

Now in her early thirties, Ranma has fully embraced her new life, taking pride in her role as a smoking hot MILF. She's also gained quite a fanbase among young men, which she takes full advantage of, teasing and flirting with any boy who catches her eye.


"Welcome home, dear! Would you like your dinner, a bath..."
"Or me~?"

 

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Stats:
Age: 20
Sexuality: Bisexual
Vore Role: Prey
Girliness: 9/10
Horniness: 4/10
Romanticism: 10/10
Assertiveness: 1/10
Hunger: 1/10

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Throughout his life, Ranma Saotome had always had a strong sense of masculine pride, resenting his female form and doing all he could to rid himself of his curse. Looking back now, it's hard to believe she was anything like that.

When Ranma got word of an artifact that could transform women into men, it seemed her prayers had been answers. But there is always a catch. As it turned out, the artifact belonged to a prince, living on a mysterious island which drifted through the ocean, like a ship. Normally, Prince Toma would be virtually unapproachable. But he was looking for something: a bride. Knowing this could be her only chance, Ranma dolled herself up as best she could, and set out for Tengokyo Island.


Before he knew it, Ranma found herself standing before the Prince of Tengokyo Island. But it wasn't going to be as simple as showing up and popping the question. She was expected to prove her worth as a bride, before she had a chance to get close to him. Ranma was forced into countless humiliating and emasculating acts, just to prove her worth. In the end, she snapped, chewing the prince out for his awful treatment of her. Cure be damned, she was giving this brat a piece of her mind.

Ranma fully expected to be thrown out for that, but instead, her temper worked out in her favour. Indeed, Prince Toma was charmed by the girls fiery personality. She'd pulled it off. Now all she needed to do was find that magic gourd, and her worries would be over. There was only one more obstacle in her way. The gourd was kept in Toma's chambers, and she wouldn't be allowed in there, until they officially tied the knot. She gritted her teeth, pushed herself through the wedding, and finally, she stepped into Toma's chambers, where she would finally undo her curse.

Right after they consummated their marriage.


She grinned and beared it, giving up her virginity to the Prince in exchange for her manhood. This was purely a means to an end. She was doing this to break her curse, and not because she enjoyed it. Not to say she enjoyed it, of course. Damn, he was good though...

So, Ranma had emasculated herself, married someone she did not love, and had her cherry poppedby another guy. But at last she was able to drink from the gourd, breaking her curse, and returning to boyhood for life. Or so she thought. Only after drinking from the gourd did she realise the truth: the water from the gourd only transformed born women into men. As for Ranma, however, she had been born male, meaning the gourd had an opposite effect. Ranma's female form was now her only form.


Well, that was it then. Her old life was over. She was doomed to remain a girl forever. And with that, she had no way of getting out of this marriage. She was Toma's wife now, and she was honor bound to stay with him.

As mortifying as this was, life as a Princess was surprisingly bearable. Toma may have been an arrogant, spoiled little brat, but he was a brat who folded very quickly under pressure. Any time he started to get too full of himself, all it took was a quick telling-off, and Toma would quickly back down.


The more time passed, the more Ranma came to enjoy her new life, but there was still something missing. Being a Princess was all well and good, but she wasn't going to leave all her friends behind. If she was truly going to be happy, she needed Akane and Shampoo with her. Luckily, Prince Toma was more than accommodating. Despite his poor first impression, he folded pretty quickly, and it didn't take much to get what she wanted out of him.

To say the girls were surprised would be an understatement. To see the once proud, boorish Ranma, transformed into a feminine, approachable young lady, it was just plain bizarre. It took a while to convince them that she was of sound mind, but once they were past that hurdle, the girls gave Ranma their full support. In fact, they aided her in her transformation, teaching her etiquette, cooking, makeup, all the things she needed to become the perfect Princess.


A few years have passed since then. Ranma has fully embraced her royal status, and her time as a cocky martial artist are far behind her. Prince Toma has been molded into a model husband, and now she wants for nothing.

Her life of rigorous training has been replaced with one of elegant gowns and hedonistic, feminine luxury.

And she couldn't be happier.

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Stats:
Age:19
Sexuality: Hypersexual (Anything Goes)
Vore Role: Switch
Girliness: 6/10
Horniness: 11/10
Romanticism: 3/10
Assertiveness: 6/10
Hunger: 6/10

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It's hard to remember now, what life was like as a boy. It's hard to remember much of anything, in fact. After all, how many people can concentrate when they're being plowed in all hours, 14 hours every day? But if there's one thing Ranma still remembers, it's how she came to be this way.

Akane's sister, Nabiki, was infamously ruthless when it came to making money. Deceit, blackmail, extortion, nothing was beneath Nabiki Tendo. And of course, she had no problem dragging Ranma into her money-making schemes. Her future brother-in-law's female form, was far too precious not to exploit, and she regularly forced the redhead into dates, in exchange for cash from the lucky boy. And it was on one of these dates that Ranma met her destiny.


As it turned out, Ranma's "date" had taken in interest in her for more, lucrative reasons. He worked for an underground prostitute ring, and the beautiful redhead seemed like the perfect addition to their catalogue. And that's how Ranma found herself drugged, kidnapped, and locked up, far away from the Tendo compound.

She tried to fight it, of course. No way this proud warrior was going to let some random creeps sell her ass for money! And she gave them hell, resisting their attempts to pacify her for days on end. But nobody is unbreakable, and her captors had some very powerful brainwashing techniques at their disposal. In the end, her mind was forced to relent, and the proud son of the Saotome household, became a submissive, cock-hungry slut.


Ranma was put to work straight away. Her virginity was sold off at a high price, and after that, she found herself servicing at least ten clients a day. Almost every waking moment was filled with sex, all of which she accepted gladly, because she had no choice.

Weeks passed, and with each dick that she rode, the more her past life seemed to slip away. She had no time to think of such things, not when there were still clients to please. But while the brainwashed Ranma was helpless to escape the people selling her pussy, her friends had been searching tirelessly for her. It took them quite some time, but eventually they managed to track her to a large town, several miles away from home. They found her amongst a crowd of boys, being groped and molested from every angle by her horny clientele. With the aid of Shampoo's grandma, they were able to reach her, sprinkling a mystical powder above her head, and restoring her mind to normal. Finally, Ranma could think straight again, if she wasn't being felt up by a dozen boys at once.


Ranma was taken back to Akane's home, where she was quickly wrapped up, and given some space. The girl had been through a lot. Her cherry had been popped, and her body had been locked into girl-mode, all of it against her will. Ranma had been through a lot, and she needed time to recover.

Three days passed, but nothing seemed to change. Ranma are the meals the family left for her, but that was it. She rarely talked, and never left her room. Once or twice, Akane had tried to visit her, but her family insisted that Ranma be given space. The Tendi girl did her best to respect their wishes, but it was difficult. Ranma had barely said a word in days, and she'd begun to notice weird sounds coming from her room. In the end, she could take no more, and she burst through the door. She found her lover with her legs spread, and furiously rubbing her pussy. Even after being interrupted, Ranma couldn't bring herself to stop. She'd done nothing but masturbate for the past three days!


Akane held an intervention for her fiancee. It was clear Ranma's kidnapping had effected her. After all, normal people didn't hole up in their room and jill off for three days straight! Ranma tried to deny her problem, at first, but deep down she knew she'd been turned into a sex addict. When she caught herself fondling herself in the middle of their meeting, she knew she could ignore the truth no longer.

While the rest of her family were doing their best to help Ranma, Nabiki had different plans for the girl. To her, the girls condition was not a tragedy, but an opportunity. She already made a pretty penny selling Ranma off on dates, but she could make a fortune selling her pussy. Late at night, she took the girl out on the streets, and put her to work. Ranma tried to resist, but her body was so needy, all it took was a quick feel to break through her defenses.

Before she knew it, Ranma was riding dicks like there was no tomorrow. Over and over, she insisted she didn't want it, but her body told the truth. After a few days, she stopped trying to fight it, and fully embraced her sexuality. Akane tried to stop her sister, insisting they needed to help Ranma, not exploit her. She quickly changed her tune, when her fiancee worked her sexual charms on her.


Ranma only became more promiscuous as time went on, going through countless partners, with the kind of energy she never knew she had. And she was loving it! To her, nothing was more wonderful than the bliss of orgasm. It didn't matter that Nabiki took all of her profits. For Ranma, getting filled up was more than enough to make her happy.

Her sex drive only grew with time, and she found herself seeking out sexual partners, even when she was off duty. She started to broaden her scope as well, to the point where almost no partner was beneath her. Any gender, any age, any species. All of them were good as far as she was concerned. In time, she eventually lost all sense of shame, to the point she was gladly having sex in broad daylight!

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Stats:
Age: 109
Sexuality: Bisexual
Vore Role: Apex Predator
Girliness: 4/10
Horniness:10/10
Romanticism: 6/10
Assertiveness: 10/10
Hunger: ∞

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It's very rare that the pantheon of a nation changes. For centuries, a country will hold onto its religious practices, usually only changing when another major religion invades the nation, replacing the peoples' faith with their own. There are times, however, when a more natural shake-up takes place, and a new god or goddess takes their place in the heavens. And this was to be the fate of Ranma Saotome.

Around the time she came to stay with the Tendo family, a new cult was gaining power in Japan: One that was preaching the gospel of a new goddess of love. To them, this new goddess would be the saviour of the modern world. But there was ome problem: she didn't exist... yet. You see, the cult in question had discovered an ancient ritual; one that could transform an ordinary human into a diety. Soon enough, they would have their goddess with hair of fire, and an ideal candidate had already been chosen.

And that was how Ranma fond herself tied up in their hidden temple, placed in the middle of a ritual circle. She struggled and fought, but even if she managed to wriggle out of her bounds, the ritual had already begun, and the circle was inescapable. In a flash of light, Ranma was pulled away from the material world, and found herself in the heavenly realm, sporting a knockout body that made her previous one look almost plain by comparison.


At first, Ranma was horrified, having been dragged away from her home, her family, her whole life, all so that she could become the idol of some creepy lunatics. But, once she got over the initial shock of it all, she found being a goddess wasn't all that bad. Her followers, despite being a bunch of perverts, were more than happy to see to her every want and need.

And though she was bound to the heavenly plane, at least for now, she was still able to contact her friends and family, through their thoughts and dreams. Once or twice, she thought about calling them for help, but there was no way of removing her status as a goddess. Besides, she'd grown accustomed to being worshipped by then.


While their goddess was growing accustomed to her new form, the cult was preparing the next phase of their plan. They had their goddess now, and it was good. But if they really wanted to change the shape of the world, they would need to summon her in the flesh. Realizing their dream would be difficult. The ritual was mostly lost to time, and they could only guess at the practices and artifacts they'd need to bring their beloved goddess back into the mortal world.

Lucky for them, the goddess herself was fully on board with their plan. Being a deity was all well and good, but she was still missing her friends, and wanted to see them in person once more. And so, she got to work, sending her loved ones on a journey to find the lost secrets of the ritual. It took a lot of time and effort but, eventually, the ritual was complete, and the goddess was made manifest in front of an audience of thousands.


For the first time in ages, Ranma was free to return home, and be with her loved ones again. But of course, it wasn't quite that simple. Ranma's loved ones had expanded from simply her friends and family, to an entire cult of worshippers. And ever since their goddess had been presented to the would, their numbers had only been growing. By the time the year was over, the faith had gone from a small, underground cult, to the states most popular religion.

Every day, the goddess would receive visitors from all around Japan, come to see their beloved goddess in the flesh. And, perhaps unsurprisingly, a good deal of her worshippers were kinky perverts, and came to her with all kind of weird requests. "Sit on me! Humiliate me! Turn into a giant and step on me!" At first, Ranma was freaked out by this. Who wouldn't be, after all? But after a while, she started to get used to it. After all, her followers brought her such lovely gifts! Not to mention they gave some incredible foot rubs.

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