Happosai's plan

Picture of bound Ranma and Akane having sex

I think the background for this scene goes something like this.

Soun leaned back on the engawa, taking a long draw on the cigarette in one hand, then sipping from the bowl of sake in the other. "I swear, Saotome-kun, we're never going to get that boy of yours married to my daughter!"

The panda bear looked up from the stalk of bamboo it was chewing, then, since it's mouth was full of the mushy plant, he held up a sign on which was printed the word, "Growf!"

Soun nodded morosely. "I couldn't have said it better myself, old friend."

Farther down, a wizened old man looked up from the pile of panties whose stains he was cataloging. "Gripe, gripe, gripe," Happosai muttered. "Naturally it's not going to happen so long as it's the two of you trying to get them together. Neither of you could pour water out of a boot with instructions printed on the heel. If I was in charge of getting those two paired up, it'd be done like that." He snapped his fingers loudly.

Soun looked at his old master blearily. After a couple of minutes, he cocked his head and asked with a slur, "Do you really think you could?"

Happosai looked up in surprise, not having expected such a response. His incredulous expression slowly shifted as his lips turned up into a gleeful smile. "Nothing to it, m'boy! But ... only if you two aren't around to screw things up. Tell you what. If you really want me to, then you two take yourselves off out of town somewhere for a couple of days. And take those two older girls with you. Then just leave it to me. If that's what you really want."

Soun looked at Genma. The panda looked back at Soun. After a minute both of them nodded. Together they turned back to the ancient martial artist. "You swear that when we return Ranma and Akane will agree to get married?" Soun inquired doubtfully.

"I'm sure of it," the old man replied confidently.

Late that afternoon, after Akane and Ranma got home from school — which involved a detour to Doctor Tofu's clinic to drop off a wounded Kuno, Mousse and Ryoga — they found the house curiously empty. However, there was a plate of cookies on the table, with a note which read, "I'm afraid supper will be a little late. But please have some of these cookies in the meantime. -Kasumi"

"Oh boy!" Ranma exclaimed, and immediately stuffed three cookies into his mouth.

"Hey, leave some for me!" Akane protested. She hastily grabbed two cookies, before Ranma could finish clearing the plate. As she slowly chewed them, the girl remarked, "Umm ... these don't really seem to be up to Kasumi's usual standard. Don't you think?"

"Ahh, they're good enough," Ranma said airily, waving a hand in the air. "They ... uh, they ..." His eyes unfocused. "Theyyy ... oh, crap ..." He stared at the half cookie still in his hand. "Nah ... Kahshumi ..." His eyes rolled up, and he fell over onto the floor.

Akane's vision darkened as she stared at her fiance where he had fallen. What on earth? She suddenly swayed, barely righted herself, then toppled over onto her fellow victim. In the last moment before the teenage girl passed out, she heard a dry chortle from somewhere behind her.

When awareness returned, Akane felt herself lying on her back, on something soft. She also felt rather hot, in fact, very hot. Not temperature-wise, but hot in the way she felt late at night, after having watched Ranma in a fight earlier in the day, when she couldn't resist letting her fingers do some exploring between her legs. Swallowing heavily, the young woman opened her eyes.

Then tried to scream. Because hanging in the air right above her was none other than Ranma. Completely naked. With that part of him she remembered so well from her first sight of him as a male, standing in the furo, pointing straight at her. Rigid and throbbing. Drawing all of her attention away from his panicked eyes. It focused her awareness so intently that she barely noticed her attempted scream had emerged as a grunt, due to the gag which filled her mouth.

"Nnhh! Nnhh!" Ranma tried to shout through his own gag. Then he began to descend, centimeter by centimeter. Akane was so mesmerized by the sight of the huge, quivering pole approaching the junction of her raised and secured thighs that she wasn't even able to muster the will to voice her own grunted concerns.

With an electric shock, the purple head with its one staring eye brushed through her hairs and settled against her most private treasure ...