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Ranma wakes abruptly. His belly is hot and his mind's still heady from the dream he awoke from. He clenches and unclenches his hands, forlorn that he woke before he got to squeeze the ass of the hot girl he'd been dreaming of. He purses his lips. Usually, after such a dream, he'd take himself to the higher level he failed to reach in his dreams.
However, before going to bed last night, Ranma had spilled a glass of water on himself. It had annoyed him at the time but he'd decided against fixing his problem. Being a girl did not affect him while asleep after all. Now, he's regretting it. Ranma's never gotten himself off as a girl before. Nor is he sure he wants to. It'd be weird.
He squirms beneath his covers. Down… there itches for Ranma to do something. He turns his gaze to the ceiling of his room. It's dark but more blue than black. Morning isn't far away. Maybe he should just get up. Get an early start on his training.
Ranma's loins throb.
He makes a decision. Maybe he's not familiar with what's inside his shorts but he's sure he can figure it out. Under the covers of his futon, he sidles out of his shorts. He then slides his hand up his thigh and over the jut of his hip bone. Taking a shaky breath, he slowly creeps his fingers inward. Initially, as the pads of his fingers find wiry curls, he thinks it doesn't feel much different from when he touches down there as a guy.
However, that quickly changes when his fingers find not a half-stiff member to wrap around but sink into a hot, slick center. Ranma hiccups at the breach. Slowly, he explores the area. Ranma traces his inner lips, enjoying the light tingle as he wonders over the soft, wavy edges of his vulva. Gently, he pinches and pulls at it. It doesn't feel bad, he notes, but it also doesn't arouse him the way giving his dick a light squeeze can when he's hard.
Allowing his fingers to drift further inward Ranma awes himself when he finds his vagina. It is spongy and downright molten compared to the area surrounding it. Perhaps too eagerly, he attempts to press his fingers inside. He's met with resistance and even the light warning sting of pain.
He frowns to himself, it seems the snippets of porn he's glimpsed are wrong. A woman needs to be more than just horny for a penis (or fingers, in this case) to glide in. Sliding his fingers back out, he returns to tracing his labia. Shifting under her covers, Ranma opens his legs, widening his access to himself.
Sighing, he closes his eyes and focuses on the feel of his fingers as they circle his vagina over and over. As he does, he comes to realize that at the top of his labia is a spot that gives him a consistent zip every time he brushes it with soft pressure. That must be his clitoris. Deciding to hone his focus there, he begins to rub and press at it with two fingers.
He sighs as the zap turns to a tingle. Brows furrowing, he huffs as he tries to intensify the feeling. Ranma doesn't have much luck. Out of frustration, he tense. To his surprise, this creates an interesting — good — sensation. He repeats it a couple of times and finds that it makes his vagina feel bereft.
Ranma slides his fingers down and tries again to penetrate himself. He starts with one finger and is pleased when it all but glides in. He puffs a little shaky breath as he brushes over the plush walls inside and explores his range. Ranma finds quickly he likes the feel of crooking a finger and pressing deeper inside himself before all but pulling it out and pushing back in. He repeats this a couple of times before remembering the feeling he got when he tensed his pelvic and thigh muscles.
He adds that to the equation and finds himself murmuring, "Ohh…" Ranma likes that. He still doesn't feel near cumming but he could see himself reaching his peak if he just—
Ranma adds another finger. It's not easy exactly, but he relaxes his body and works it in slowly. The stretch it creates has Ranma bringing his free arm up to cover his gaping mouth. That's—
Unbidden, Ranma imagines how good it'd feel to have a dick in there. It sends a jolt through Ranma that makes him tense around his two fingers. "Ah!" he yelps.
He thinks he might quickly find himself on the edge of cumming if he does this right. Ranma crooks his fingers and starts to plunge them in and out. As he does, he shifts his legs, causing his covers to fall to the side. The feel of cool air on his exposed vagina is good. Lifting his hips slightly, he tenses his muscles rhythmically alongside his moving fingers.
The sparks the movements create in him are hot. Ranma's breathing grows ragged. He feels on the precipice. But something's missing. Desperately, Ranma tries to think of what he could do that will get him there. He imagines again how delicious the stretch down there would be if he had a proper dick moving in and out of him.
That helps. Ranma whimpers a bit and starts to move his arm down from his mouth. He thinks he'll go rub again at his clitoris. However, his palm brushes over one of his erect nipples through his vest and that causes his vagina to tighten amazingly.
Yanking down the collar of his vest, Ranma immediately begins to rub and twist his exposed nipple. He moans. He feels like he's on fire. Ranma curls his fingers even more inside himself and picks up the pace of flexing his muscles.
He can feel the burning in his belly intensify. He's so close. Ranma starts to knead his breast as he continues to play with his nipple. Slick from his vagina begins sliding into his ass crack. "Ah," he huffs. "Ah."
"RANMA!"
His head snaps up. Looking between his knees, Ranma sees Ryouga in the doorway of his room. Ranma is mortified but he'd already been tipping over the edge when the other teenager shouted his name.
All Ranma can do is moan, "Ryouga!" As his vision whites out and pleasure takes him. Ranma shudders through his orgasm. It is a delightfully new but familiar experience and when it ends, he falls back into bed in a boneless heap.
Breathing heavily once his bearing returns, he searches the room for Ryouga but finds him gone. Thankfully, the other boy closed the door as he went. He groans and brings a hand to cover his face as he slides his fingers from his other hand out of his vagina.
Instead of feeling sticky and sated, Ranma feels slimy — physically and mentally. He hopes Ryouga never brings up what he walked in on. As he starts to search around for his shorts, which had fallen off at some point, a disgusting, naughty thought floats through his mind.
Ryouga has a dick. Ranma hadn't ever studied it or anything but it looked like a perfectly normal one the few times he'd caught glimpses of it. If there's anyone he'd let near him—
Ranma burns hot in his cheeks and shakes his head even as a tingling starts in his vagina. He could never go there! Never!