Lunchtime Lunacy

Ukyo was fed up with being pursued by the admittedly cute girl, even here at school. "Don't you get it, Tsubasa? I'm already engaged to Ran-chan!"

"That ... ugly girl!" Tsubasa was incensed. "You can't be engaged to her!"

Ukyo couldn't believe they were still arguing that point. "I've been trying to tell you, Ranma is a b..."

She was interrupted by Ranma's arrival, dripping wet from a recent change into a girl. She was obviously still upset regarding Tsubasa's insults about her appearance. "Good morning."

Tsubasa spun around, glaring at the redhead.  "So ... you come again ... Ugly. Well, we'll just see who is more worthy of Ukyo. We'll have a contest."

Ranma smirked. She knew how hot her female body was. "What sort of contest did you have in mind?" she inquired with a poorly concealed competitive glint in her eye.

Tsubasa leaned forward. "We will both sell okonomiyaki for Ukyo-sama. Whoever sells the most wins, agreed?"

Ranma sneered. "That's stupid. How does that prove who has the hotter body? It needs to be something that proves how badly the boys want you."

Tsubasa reeled backward. "Wh-What are you suggesting? A kissing contest?" She trembled, then stood up straight, and crossed her arms firmly. "Kissing the boys won't prove anything."

This time it was Ranma's turn to stagger backward. She hadn't exactly been thinking of kissing, but Tsubasa was saying that wasn't enough? They'd have to do something more for the contest? Ranma looked at the girl glaring at her with arms crossed, and ground her teeth. There was no way in hell she was going to lose, not at this, not at anything. No way in hell!

Even if that did mean she'd have to do something she'd sworn she'd kill anyone for suggesting.

"Okay, fine!" Ranma swept her arm out to the side. "Have it your way. Whoever s-s-s-..." She cleared her throat. "Whoever sucks the most guys off by the end of lunch wins." She took a deep breath and made sure she had a head start. "Begin!" she shouted, then ran toward a group of boys.

Tsubasa stared after her in shock. Ranma wanted them to do that!? In front of the entire school full of students?

When Ranma reached the group of boys, she called out, "Drop trou, guys! It's your lucky day!"

The boys took a step backward, looking around at all of the staring faces. One of them coughed, then admitted, "Uh, not that I'm exactly opposed to the idea. But isn't this kind of public?"

Ranma staggered. After the way all the boys in school had been ogling this body for months, she was sure they would have leaped at the chance. Could it really be true that they wanted to hold out for Tsubasa instead?

Two hands grabbed her shoulders from behind, then spun her around. Kuno was standing there, hakama around his ankles. "My pigtailed goddess. Allow me to make your fondest dreams come true!"

Ranma punched, sending the delusional kendoist sailing into the sky. "Not ... even ... to win a contest," she panted. She took another look around. How was she going to convince these jerks? Seconds were already ticking away, putting her in danger of losing. She dashed off. When she came running back moments later, she was wearing an extremely revealing bunny costume with fishnet stockings and high heels, nipples clearly standing up under the thin fabric. Her lips glistened with scarlet lipstick.

"Remember, guys," she called huskily. "This is a one-time offer. Are you sure you went to pass on it?"

"Hell no!" someone yelled. Ranma looked and saw Hiroshi, one of his best friends, running up while unzipping his pants. "I don't care if everyone does watch!" He whipped out his equipment, standing tall and proudly in front of all of his schoolmate's eyes.

Ranma gulped, suddenly feeling just a trifle unsure. The iron hard prick bobbing in front of her eyes was considerably larger than her own when she was a guy. How was a girl supposed to get more than the head into her mouth? Then she set her shoulders and stepped forward, dropping to her knees. No way she was going to lose! Even if it meant swallowing something the size of a log!

Everyone in the schoolyard and gathered at the windows gasped in shock as Ranma sucked in the huge piece of meat. Her head bobbed as her mouth slid up and down, and those close by could hear slurping noises. The hand wrapped around the middle of the pole was also sliding back and forth.

Hiroshi's head fell back, eyes staring sightlessly at the sky. His knees bent, but he somehow managed to rest his hands atop the scarlet tresses before him. In less than a minute he gave a piercing wail, and shoved his hips forward. Ranma's eyes bulged as white goo shot out the sides of her mouth around the cock, and more leaked out of her nostrils. She yanked her head back, coughing and gagging, while swallowing what felt like a pint of warm, sticky cum.

"My turn!" Daisuke shouted, shoving his pants down without bothering to unbuckle his belt, scraping some skin off of his hips in the process.

Ranma waved a hand out in front of herself. "Just a min..." she began, then a hand grabbed the back of her head, and a cock just as massive as the previous one was shoved into her mouth.

"Mmhf mnh mfff!" she mumbled loudly, before giving in to the inevitable. Her cheeks indented with suction, and her fingers wrapped around her friend Dai's meatpole, pumping him.

About half a minute later she was trying and failing to swallow another pint of cum. Copious quantities streamed away from her mouth, across her cheeks and down her chin, with large splatters on the upper exposed portions of her tits.

By now the boys had gotten themselves organized, forming a line in front of the cute redhead they'd been fantasizing about for so long. More of them were leaping away from the windows, running down the hallways and stairs, trying to get themselves into the line close enough to the front that they'd have a chance of getting their turn before the end of lunch period. Ranma pulled herself off of Daisuke, and immediately found her lips wrapped around another cock.

The current boy decided to encourage her. "You've got to do better than this if you want to win, Ranma. There's more than enough guys waiting, but you've got to go faster if you want to be sure you blow more of us than that Tsubasa chick!" He put his hands on either side of Ranma's head and started fucking her mouth in order to help her out.

A couple of other boys decided to help her as well, but with her total. They walked up on either side, took one of her hands apiece to wrap around their dicks, and started masturbating themselves with her hands. Ranma was either too involved with the cock in her mouth to notice, or else must have believed that these would count toward her total.

Yet another boy, deciding he would have been too far back in the line to have any chance, knelt down behind Ranma. He pulled down the top of her bunny outfit, exposing her tits to everyone. He then began kneading them, occasionally pinching and pulling on her nipples. Many pairs of male eyes watched him jealously, and when the next boy came in Ranma's mouth, the boy behind her was also shoved away and another took his place fondling her glorious boobs.

Both Akane and Ukyo were too stunned at first to do anything. After a few minutes and about eight blowjobs, Akane stomped over and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Ranma pulled her mouth off the current male member just long enough to yell back, "Butt out, Tomboy! I've gotta win!"

"But! ... But! ..." Akane threw her arms up into the air and screamed. "Arrrgh!" She stomped away, refusing to have anything more to do with this.

When the bell rang signaling the end of lunch period, Ranma was quite a sight. She was kneeling there in her fishnet stockings and high heels, with the bunny outfit pushed down around her waist. Her tits were reddened from all the mauling and her nipples swollen, both gleaming with all the jism that had fallen on them and been spread around by groping hands. More had dripped further, running down the fronts of her thighs in long streaks.

Ranma's belly was slightly distended with the amount that she had swallowed. Her face was covered in thick streams of cum, radiating out around her mouth, with long strings dangling from her chin. Her eyes by this time were glued shut, ensuring she had no idea as to the identity of most of the guys who had used her mouth. Her red locks were plastered to her skull with white, creamy paste. Her tongue, teeth and everything else inside were coated in a gummy film which she would have to scrub off.

Ukyo walked up. "So, Ran-ch... Ranma. Did you enjoy putting on that exhibition? You do realize that everyone in school saw you behaving like some sort of slut?"

The blush on the redhead's face was visible even through the thick coating of cum. She maybe had gotten just a bit carried away. What with giving blowjobs to an even forty boys, and handjobs to another fifty-six. Still, "That ain't what's important here Ucchan. I had to win. I don't lose to anybody. Ain't no way that Tsubasa girl managed to get off more guys than I did! So I won!"

"Won what?!" Ukyo shouted. "And we're going to have words about our engagement later! I've got a reputation to think of!" She stomped off in the same direction Akane had taken earlier.

"Won the contest!" Ranma replied loudly, still blind. "I beat that Tsubasa chick. I proved the guys think I'm hotter than her!"

"It's a victory I'm more than happy to let you have," Tsubasa finally spoke up. "After all, what did you think I am? Some sort of fag?"

"Fag? What are you talking about? You're a girl. They're boys." Ranma rubbed cum out of her eyes to stare at the other girl.

"Who told you I was a girl?" Tsubasa asked. "I'm a boy." Ranma and everyone nearby gaped at her cute face, and girl's clothing. Tsubasa looked down where they were staring, then looked back up and shrugged. "I'm just an ordinary boy who likes to dress up."

Ranma slowly stood, weaving slightly on her high heels. Tsubasa took one look at her face, then took off, running as if his life depended on it. As it did.