The setting for this cartoon idea is a sports field at Furinkan High School. There is a long line, stretching off into the distance, of nude female students bound to X-shaped crosses. The first three students, in order, are female Ranma, Akane, and Ukyo. Ranma is hanging limply in despair, her pubic mound completely bald. A crazed, laughing, dancing Principal Kuno is in the process of using hair clippers to remove the pubic hair of a yelling Akane. Ukyo, pubic hair still present, is struggling hard but in vain against her bonds. Other girls down the line are waiting in trepidation.
An additional possibility is that, while using one hand to remove Akane's pubic hair with the clippers, the principal's other hand is in the process of squeezing a tit or fingering her pussy. I would be concerned, however, that such a depiction might restrict the ability to illustrate the principal's crazed nature.
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Thursday, March 12, 2020
Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Mermaid Akane
Akane stood beside the school swimming pool, contemplating it with trepidation. In P.E. class that day the teacher had announced they would have a swimming test next week. Unfortunately, not only was she unable to swim, but she tended to sink like a rock as soon as she touched the water. What was she to do?
Suddenly she was shoved from behind, and went flying out over the water, arms flapping uselessly. A voice called from behind her, “No! Don't do it, Miss Tendo!” just as she struck the surface. Fortunately, it was the three foot depth area. Unfortunately, she went under anyway.
After a great deal of struggle her hand managed to hook around what proved to be a life preserver floating above her. She was dragged out of the pool coughing and choking.
“Why did you do it Miss Tendo?”.
She looked up into the ridiculous face of the principal, wearing his Hawaiian shirt and lei, with the tiny palm tree atop his head. Annoyed with the maniac, she shouted, “I didn't want to do anything!”
Upon learning that this student couldn't swim, the man broke down into tears. “But dat's kapu,” he sobbed. “Dere a big school rule dat say, no swimmin', no bobbin' up to nex' grade!”
“Really?” she asked skeptically, knowing the man's penchant for making up strange new rules.
“Yah!” he affirmed. Then his face lit up. “I just get big idea! I gonna teach you how swimming!”
Akane frowned distrustfully, but then began worrying at her lower lip with her teeth. She not only needed to learn how to swim for the test, but had dreamed of doing so for years. Could he really do it? He was a teacher. Of sorts. He must have taught somebody something at some point, in order to be certified as a teacher. And she did want to learn so badly.
She gazed once more at his earnest expression.
Taking a deep breath, she smiled and proclaimed, “All right! I'll do it!”
The principal slapped her on the back. “You gonna be da greates' swimmer evah!”
Suddenly she was shoved from behind, and went flying out over the water, arms flapping uselessly. A voice called from behind her, “No! Don't do it, Miss Tendo!” just as she struck the surface. Fortunately, it was the three foot depth area. Unfortunately, she went under anyway.
After a great deal of struggle her hand managed to hook around what proved to be a life preserver floating above her. She was dragged out of the pool coughing and choking.
“Why did you do it Miss Tendo?”.
She looked up into the ridiculous face of the principal, wearing his Hawaiian shirt and lei, with the tiny palm tree atop his head. Annoyed with the maniac, she shouted, “I didn't want to do anything!”
Upon learning that this student couldn't swim, the man broke down into tears. “But dat's kapu,” he sobbed. “Dere a big school rule dat say, no swimmin', no bobbin' up to nex' grade!”
“Really?” she asked skeptically, knowing the man's penchant for making up strange new rules.
“Yah!” he affirmed. Then his face lit up. “I just get big idea! I gonna teach you how swimming!”
Akane frowned distrustfully, but then began worrying at her lower lip with her teeth. She not only needed to learn how to swim for the test, but had dreamed of doing so for years. Could he really do it? He was a teacher. Of sorts. He must have taught somebody something at some point, in order to be certified as a teacher. And she did want to learn so badly.
She gazed once more at his earnest expression.
Taking a deep breath, she smiled and proclaimed, “All right! I'll do it!”
The principal slapped her on the back. “You gonna be da greates' swimmer evah!”
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