First Kiss, Part 1

Akane's shot with the arrow flew straight and true. Far too few people remembered that the Anything Goes school trained its practitioners in all martial arts, not just the unarmed ones. She was expert with bow, sword, staff and spear among others, and even a fair shot with a rifle.

Of course, this particular attempt at archery was a little more unusual than most. For tied just behind the tip of the arrow was a large bag filled with catnip. That an arrow with such a weight would even come near its target was miraculous, and the students in the schoolyard stared in amazement as it flew directly toward the figure of Ranma Saotome, leaping high through the air.

One might ask why Akane Tendo was firing an arrow at the boy to whom she was, at least nominally, engaged. One could be forgiven for assuming that the pair had gotten into yet another argument, since such was hardly uncommon and all too often did lead to violence. She was merely doing her best to stop her fiancé, who was damaging property due to temporary insanity brought on by a failed martial arts technique. At this moment Ranma had not a human thought in his head, instead believing himself to be a cat, and the claws of pure chi which extended from his fingertips were capable of shredding whole trees.

Thus the catnip. Akane reasoned that if he believed himself to be a cat, moving like a cat, making noises like a cat, using claws like a cat, then there was hope that catnip would affect him like a cat. If she could get him blissed out enough on the stuff, then perhaps he would settle down.

The bag carried by the arrow intersected the arc along which Ranma was flying through the air. He saw it coming and swiped his hand at it disdainfully. The bag was shredded, and leaves of catnip flew all around him. He landed, with several leaves stuck to him or drifting to the grass around him. He gave several loud sniffs.

Suddenly he was bouncing around all over the place, far more hyperactively than before, emitting euphoric meow sounds. Students had to dodge out of his way, terrified. Akane began to think that maybe the catnip hadn't been such a good idea after all. She let out a whispered, “Oh no!”

Ranma stuck his next landing and his head spun, eyes locking upon her. Could he have heard her whisper? Was he going to attack her now? Akane prepared to run.

As feared, Ranma jumped high into the air, straight in her direction. Akane twisted around to flee, knowing that it was already far too late. She felt herself knocked to the ground, turning around again in a hopeless attempt to defend herself. She landed on her bottom but managed to remain sitting, holding her arms in front of herself to block. Praying that she would not be sliced too badly by those invisible claws.

After a few seconds she lowered her arms to look down at Ranma. He was curled up peacefully on her lap. Purring. While everyone around them stared.

Clearing her throat, Akane hesitantly inquired, “Ranma?”

He turned his head, looking up at her. There was a goofy smile on his lips. His eyes shone with delight and ... could that be affection?

Without warning he stretched upward and planted his lips firmly upon hers. Frozen in unthinking shock, Akane merely sat there. Ranma's lips continued to press against hers. Kissing her. His tongue flicked out, tasting her.

Mindlessly, Akane responded. She kissed back. Her lips parted. His tongue was inside her mouth, playing with her tongue. Her body was on fire, experiencing feelings she had never imagined. Her throat produced a long moan of desire.

It was the moan which woke her. She was being kissed. Ranma was kissing her! He wasn't even human right now! Not really, anyway. He'd taken her first kiss, and he wasn't even aware of what he was doing!

She pulled her head back. “Sto...mmmf!” She had tried to yell at him to stop, but he simply closed the short distance and locked their mouths together again. She tried to shove him off her lap, but she might as well have been shoving a mountain.

Inside Ranma's cat brain instincts were swimming around dizzily under influence of the catnip. Nonetheless, there was no question that this particular queen was his mate, and he was eager to show his affection to her. He wasn't quite sure where the notion of lip pressing came from, but something inside told him this was an appropriate means of demonstrating affection. It was at this point that he noticed a most intoxicating, musky scent, which screamed mate at him far more loudly than the pleasant scents coming from her hair and skin. The smell made his mind spin even faster, and he felt a painful hardness between his legs.

Ranma broke the kiss and cast around with his nose. His mate was making loud noises and pushing against him, but the noises were meaningless and the pushes ineffectual. He shifted his position off of her lap but simultaneously leaned against her chest, pushing her back with a squawk so that she had no leverage to stand. His head dipped down placing his nose right above the lap he had only just vacated. His kitty brain went “Eureka!” as he located the source of the lovely scent. It seemed that his mate was ready to, well, mate!

As yet Akane did not realize the reaction Ranma was having to the arousal she had felt in response to his kiss, arousal which had flooded through her before she came back to her senses. She was feeling quite frustrated as he hovered above her on all fours, with his hands on either side of her. She could not squirm away, nor could she stand or even sit up straight. She was leaning back, forced to hold herself up with one arm to prevent falling flat on her back. Ranma appeared not to notice either shoves or punches delivered with her other hand, and there wasn't enough space between them to get any real force from jerking her knee upward into his chest.

Once the idea of mating entered Ranma's mind, all other considerations became unimportant. There was no greater instinct, except possibly survival, and nothing threatened his life at this moment. His purrs increased in volume as he contemplated how to rearrange himself and the queen so that he could fuck her until they both collapsed. At that point he took note of the fabric covering both of them, which clearly prevented contact between the necessary body parts. His purr changed to a deep growl.

When Ranma began growling, Akane froze in fear. Her hand, drawn back for another punch, remained where it was. She bit her lips, scared to death that he was about to turn those phantom claws on her.

Still on hands and knees, Ranma swiped down at his own clothing. The pants, boxers, and most of his shirt and undershirt disappeared. He was left wearing only his school slippers, with the collars of his shirts still around his neck, and the cuffs of his sleeves and pants still around his wrists and ankles. His cock stuck straight out from his body, proud and rock hard. A collective and very loud gasp swept around the schoolyard.

Akane did not gasp. She barely breathed, still terrified and unable to move. In the depths of her brain she realized what Ranma must intend, and her subconscious happily increased the flow of moisture between her legs. Her conscious brain as yet refused to understand the implications. The only thought in Akane's head at the moment was that her memories of Ranma's first day in her house must have been wrong, or else he had grown considerably in the ensuing weeks. That ... that ... thing ... must be at least twenty-two centimeters long, and fully six centimeters thick! It was bloody enormous!

While these thoughts went through the teenage girl's mind, Ranma was not pausing. In moments he had shredded her school uniform as well. Jumper, shirt, panties and bra were gone, tossed aside as scattered fragments of cloth. As in his case, the collar and cuffs of her shirt were left around her neck and wrists. Aside from that, the only clothing left on her body was her school slippers and ankle length socks.

An even louder gasp swept around the schoolyard.

Akane screamed, which Ranma ignored, but it broke the trance which seemed to have gripped all the other students. Yuka and Sayuri, Akane's best friends, moved forward, with Yuka calling out, “Girls! Form a wall! Block the view!”