Ranko Takes Over

"THOUGHTS"

Chapter One

On Horai Mountain, in the uninhabited area of Japan dozens of miles away from civilization, Ranma-Chan was fighting Prince Herb of the Musk.

His "friends", Ryoga and Mousse had betrayed him by striking him from behind during the tumultuous battle. After his victory over Ranma, Herb had broken the kettle-shaped boulder in which the Pot of Liberation that would have allowed the curse locked Ranma to regain his male form was sealed. The resulting waterfall of water allowed Herb to finally return to his male form. Ryoga and Mousse had also acquired their male forms after having attacked Ranma before he could win his hard-fought battle against Herb. Then Ryoga had used one of his more powerful attacks to destroy the Pot that would have allowed Ranma to regain his manhood.

Prince Herb who had recently acquired his manhood before the Pot had been destroyed, having recently been a Jusenkyo cursed female himself regarded the downed form of Ranma who began to stir. Herb had become a tall, strong, and barrel-chested young man with long white, hair draped over his broad shoulders and a princely, silver, red, and white outfit.

"So, Ranma. You were more powerful than I would have thought possible, but even though I couldn't beat you, your friends did it for me," the prince said giving Ryoga and Mousse a wry smile.

"No! No! No!" Ranma screamed in tears on her knees as she pounded the ground with her fist upon the realization that the Pot of Liberation that would have allowed her to get her manhood back was destroyed, the pieces of it all over the place.

"Why did you do that?!" Ranma screamed at Ryoga and Mousse.

"Shut up, Ranma! I've always hated you! Now I can have Akane for myself!" Ryoga countered, stomping towards the permanent girl.

"And I can have Shampoo for myself!" Mousse proclaimed with a sense of triumph being right behind Ryoga.

As his two servants helped him to his feet, Herb laughed out loud as they made their way from the mountain towards their ship on their way home.

Then Ranma turned her head towards his betrayers, more tears appearing in her eyes. Then the girl ran off, crying horribly and covering her face.

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At the Tendou Compound several days later, Ranma showed up in a morose mood, her head down in defeat and despair.

"What happened, Ranma?!" Genma demanded of his son turned daughter.

News of Ranma's fight against Herb had traveled fast, becoming known to everyone of note. However, the details of the fight were still murky, the fact that Ranma's two "allies" had stabbed Ranma in the back destroying any chance of Ranma reclaiming her manhood, thus Ranma was doomed to spend the rest of her life as a woman, or so she thought at the time.

"I would have defeated Herb, Pop. And I would have gotten my locked curse fixed, but Ryoga and Mousse destroyed the Pot of Liberation after having used it for themselves."

Thus Ranma looked up at her father, her face dirty and tear-stained.

"That's all irrelevant. I taught you better than that! A martial artist must always be aware of his environment! What did I ever do to deserve such a worthless child?!" Genma cried out to the heavens with his fist raised in the air.

"Yeah, right. Whatever, Pops."

"I'm sorry, Tendo, but this means the pledge to unite the schools is done."

"It sure looks that way, Saotome. Ranma is all together worthless to us now," Soun commented.

"What the… You call me worthless after all the times I've saved your hides, family, and home?!" Ranma' yelled as her tear-stained face turned towards the Tendo patriarch.

"Don't talk to my father that way, you pervert! It's not like I ever wanted to marry you in the first place!" Akane called out.

Ranma turned towards Akane with a look of sadness until she got her grip. Then she glared at her former fiancée.

"Et Tu, Akane?"

"What, did I stutter? You heard me! "

"You're no son. You're no son of mine! So get out of here!" Genma shouted.

Soun nodded. Then he turned towards Ranma. "Leave my home and never return here again, Ranma."

A saddened, morose Ranma turned towards the mercenary girl who simply kept up her soul of ice. "Nabiki?"

"No dice, Ranma. You're finished. I have all the pictures I need of you so it's time for you to go."

Ranma gasped audibly. Surely with all the money she had made off of him, Nabiki could have cut him some slack. With a heavy heart, Ranma turned towards the kindest person in the home.

"Kasumi?"

To Ranma's dismay, Kasumi shook her head, rubbing her brow as if she had a headache. "I am sorry, Ranma. But the others do have a point. You've reneged on your part of the deal, thus your honor is no more. You have to leave."

"My honor?!" Ranma snapped back.

"You heard her, you bastard! Leave and don't come around here anymore! Now I don't have to marry a sex-changing pervert!"

The boy turned girl turned toward Akane until her father dropped Ranma's backpack at her feet.

"Get out!"

At that point, Cologne chimed in.

"You are no longer welcome in the Amazon village either, Ranma. Show your face there, and you will die."

"I've finally won, Ranma! Now you're paying for all the hell you've put me through!" Ryouga shouted with his fists raised in victory.

"That's right, Ranma! Shampoo's mine now. And to think I've finally defeated you without anyone else's help!"

"I'm the one who defeated Ranma, Duckboy!" Ryoga commented.

"No, you didn't! I did all that, you little piglet!" Mousse countered back, getting in the face of his cohort who glared back at him.

Eventually, Ranma looked at everyone with a feeling of sadness as they all regarded her harshly. Then she grabbed her things, turned around, and left.

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A few days later, Ranma was out in the uninhabited areas of Japan dozens of miles from Nerima.

Upon sitting down near a brook of water, the boy turned girl sobbed silently until she sensed something.

The water in front of her had moved until she saw the image of a gorgeous, muscular man with long blond hair regarding her.

"High there, Ranma. Don't be frightened. I want to make you an offer you can't refuse," the man said.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Ranko Malkovich. Like you, someone changed my gender permanently against my will. It's a long story, but suffice it to say I don't like the gender I have, and getting a sex change will only make me look like a monstrosity. Besides, I got too much muscle for that to work."

"How are you talking to me?" Ranma asked.

"I have a friend who has figured out how to bridge the gap between our two universes. But she can only do this for a short amount of time."

"Why are you even talking to me?" Ranma asked.

"For a couple of minutes, we can change places, going so far as to add the knowledge of the other person to our own. Each of us will even be able to make a few cosmetic changes for the first few minutes after the transition. You're Ranma Saotome of Ranma ½, right?"

"Ranma ½?" Then it occurred to Ranma that Ranko Malkovich was an underground American comic book character she had read about when she was a kid. Thus the whole situation became evident to her.

"I see. I'm a fictional character to you the same way you're a fictional character to me," Ranma answered, always having felt a kinship to Ranko for some reason. Thus deep down she knew this Ranko Malkovich was telling her the truth.

"That's right, Ranma. In addition to being a cartoon character in your universe, I'm also your doppelganger. My friend has been watching what was going on in your universe when you took a turn for the worse that didn't happen in the course of your original story."

"You know what happened to me?"

"Yes," Ranko answered.

"Oh? Is the fact you're a guy permanently something that hasn't happened in your original story?" Ranma asked with eyebrows raised.

"I didn't know that, Ranma, but you may well be right. Be that as it may, we can switch places with each other," Ranko stated.

"I see. You know everyone has disowned me, right?"

"That's all right, Ranma. But I should inform you that there are a lot of people who want to kill me in my universe as you probably know. By the way, has your mother disowned you too?"

"No. I've only met my mother in my female form. As far as she knows Ranma Saotome is off on a training trip from which he hasn't returned."

"OK, Ranma. Maybe I'll look her up then. And my friend can help you to better adapt to what goes on around here. So what do you say, Ranma? Time's running out."

Ranma thought for a moment, noticing how big and strong Ranko was, reminding him of that Nordic superhero with the hammer. Even she could tell from her vantage point that Ranko's strength was superhuman. Even his agility was above par. And as far as Ranko's fighting skills went, Ranma could fix any holes in his doppelganger's defenses.

"All right, there's nothing for me here. Let's do it!"

In an instant, Ranma found himself in a room with a bed and a full-length mirror, wearing a T-shirt and shorts being overloaded with muscle. Upon taking off the shirt and shorts, he regarded his new, naked body. His new six feet, four-inch-tall frame weighed 250 pounds with arms that were each 22 inches in circumference. The long mane of golden/blond hair that went below his shoulders, halfway behind his back as he flexed his rippling muscles in the mirror, ice blue eyes staring back at him.

"I'm a Caucasian and an American to boot. But do I have to be so huge? I'm built like a sumo wrestler on steroids. It's time to change a few things."

In an instant, Ranma shrunk down to six feet tall, weighing a much more muscularly defined 200 pounds, being proportionally perfect with arms that were 18 inches around in circumference and skin that was fair and glistening. Then his hair shortened going only a few inches below his shoulders, making him look like the male lead on the cover of a romance magazine. However, despite Ranma's changes, he still looked like the Nordic Caucasian he had become.

"This is much better. The average guy in this country is a little shorter than me, thus the height I have is just fine."

"Wow!"

"Huh? Oh!" Ranma gasped, trying to cover himself.

"Don't mind me, Ranma. I love the new look you got. My name is Ambrosia Lake, Ranko's friend. I'm happy to see you've shown up here."

The woman happily regarding Ranma had long, thick orange/red hair that went several inches down her milky white shoulders. She stood there at five feet, eight inches tall, weighing a busty yet shapely 135 pounds. The extremely attractive woman with light brown eyes that sparkled in the light of the room had the nicest aroma Ranma had ever inhaled. Her larger than life bosom and well-formed derriere strained against her shock white, midriff-baring bikini which exposed her sides, shoulders, legs, and back. For the first time in years, Ranma ogled a beautiful woman without restraint.

"Oh, yeah. Heh, heh. Let me put my pants back on," Ranma said in perfect English, blushing more than a little bit as the woman looked on.

Ambrosia looked like a European version of Rangiku Matsumoto from the manga, Bleach so Ranma had a hard time keeping his eyes off her.

"Oh don't change anything on my account. Hmm. Looks like you're happy to see me too," Ambrosia said with a smile as she looked downward.

"Um, yeah, Ambrosia," Ranma said upon getting his pants back on.

"Call me, Amber. The people I like can call me Amber."

For some reason, Ranma wasn't traumatized or embarrassed as he might have been at one time. He rather enjoyed the feelings he was getting as the buxom girl standing before him leaned forward giving him a more pronounced view of her assets whose size and form put even Shampoo's to shame.

"Were you Ranko's girlfriend or something?" Ranma asked.

"Not really. Ranko didn't want to do anything since she wasn't a guy even though I was turned on by her male body. However, your body is equally as gorgeous if not more so," Amber said as she practically floated to him and caressed the center of his pectorals.

Ranma winced expecting to be tickled but found that his new body wasn't ticklish. In contrast, Amber's touch felt kind of nice.

"If you keep touching me like that, I'll be sure to respond in kind," Ranma said with a wry smile.

"Oh? What's stopping you? I dare you to… Hehehehehehe! That's where I'm ticklish! Stop!"

Ranma had gotten inside of her bikini top, touching her ribs gently and carefully as his hands worked their way upwards.

"You're the one who started this tickle fight, Amber. Let's try up here, hmm?"

Amber's mouth opened wide and her head rocked back as her vulnerable and sensitive areas on her upper body were caressed.

"Not there! hahahahahahahah!"

"You surrender, hmm?"

"Yes! Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe! Please!"

Ranma smiled as the hapless girl's flesh went pink as she fell back onto the bed with Ranma following after her, looming over her.

"Oooh! I've never been touched like that! You must have been a lady's man! Or maybe you have been a woman at one time allowed you to know what you're doing," the woman gasped as her impressive bosom heaved with her every breath. All the while, Ranma watched, looming over her.

"You're right, Amber. Now, how about a massage?"

"Oh, yes!" At that point, the girl came out of her bikini top allowing Ranma an unobstructed view and access.

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Ranko Malkovich found herself in the mountain area Ranma had been in. Upon seeing her reflection in the water, she undressed and regarded her new naked body.

"I had no idea Ranma's female form was so short. It's time to increase the height and weight a little bit.

In seconds, Ranko had acquired the height of five feet, six inches tall weighing a busty, svelte, yet muscular 130 pounds with 38-24-36 inch measurements. Her buxom physique stood at attention as she removed the string that held her hair in place letting her crimson locks cascade a few inches down her apple blossom shoulders.

"I don't need to have my hair done in a pigtail. I'll just let my hair run free! That's it. Oh, yeah! I've always envied Ranma's female form while reading the manga. And now I look even better than he ever did!"

Ranko stood there, silently taking everything in including her new environment. Then she executed some tae kwon do roundhouse kicks and a couple forward snap kicks.

"My body is rock hard! I love it! It's great being a woman again!"

However, as Ranko established herself in her new body, she felt a presence.

"Hotcha!" Ranko heard, barely evading a gnome-sized little man who had gone shooting off towards her newly formed bosom.

"Yeow! Get away from me!"

"They're bigger and better than they were before! What a pair of triple D's!" Happosai called out as he practically flew backward. Then he reversed himself, maneuvering towards the fast-moving, naked young girl who tried to get to her clothes and failed before Happosai threw a firecracker that incinerated her green pants and left her red Chinese shirt with a large tear through the center.

"Why you pervert!" Ranko screamed as she continued to dodge the wily, little gnome that flew at speeds of more than hundreds of miles per hour, being able to change directions in midair. Despite all this, Ranko moved with a shocking speed that surprised the dirty old man and allowed her to put on the red shirt that still left much of her midriff open while leaving her exposed from her hips on down.

"Well, well, well," Happosai announced as he regarded the specimen of womanhood standing before him whose perky bosom threatened to come bursting out of the midriff area of her torn shirt.

After drooling all over himself for a couple of seconds while Ranko took a breather, Happosai regarded the gasping girl whose bosom seemed to have a life of its own as it heaved with her every breath. Then the old man shot towards her person once again like a bullet.

"This is a lot harder than Ranma made it look. I don't know how long I can keep dodging the old perv despite being faster than I've ever been. Oh, wait! I know what to do. I remember reading somebody doing this in a Ranma fanfic. Let's see how this works."

While Ranko strategized, Happosai increased his speed, making the meeting between himself and Ranko's chest unavoidable.

Then to the old man's surprise, Ranko moved in on him with her hard body bosom thrust forward. In less than a second, the two connected.

!CRACK!

"Aaarrgh! That hurt so good!" Happosai moaned in both pleasure and pain as he went crashing backward end over end until he smashed into a nearby oak. Before Happosai could remove his embedded body from the tree, Ranko was upon him, smashing her fist into his head. Then she struck with the… "Tenshin amaguriken!"

Upon Ranko's words, Happosai took hundreds of fists to the face.

"Aaarrgghh!" the old man screamed as he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Whew!"

After what seemed like the end of the fight, Ranko went to her backpack and reached for another pair of pants.

"What, no underwear?! Guess I'll have to go commando," Ranko thought as she bent over and rummaged through the luggage.

Unbeknownst to Ranma, the little old man had quickly recovered from the beating she had given him and had sneaked up right behind the bare-bottomed girl.

"Oh!" Ranko gasped.

"So nice, firm, and fully packed. Talk about a hard body!"

In a shocking surprise, Ranko realized Happosai had placed his hot little hands on her posterior. Upon distancing her backside from the dirty old man's hands, Ranko put on a new pair of pants at superhuman speed, making the trousers seemingly appear on her legs as if by magic. Then the old man jumped backward and regarded the girl.

"You're not Ranma, are you?"

"That's right, Happosai. So keep your hands off the merchandise!"

"So who are you? Your body is a lot more extraordinary and exhilarating than Ranma's female form ever was. Your gorgeous body is so tight!"

"My name's Ranko, and it's a long story," the sparkling redhead answered with a toss of her, flowing long hair.

"Well, seeing as I'm not going anywhere any time soon, we have plenty of time."

Happosai's eyes went wide upon the finishing of Ranko's story. Then he paced back and forth in front of the girl with his hands clasped behind his back.

"So Genma and Soun threw Ranma out of the house when he lost his manhood, eh? Those two are an embarrassment to the art."

"Yeah, well, I'm surprised you believe all that," Ranko said.

"You'd be surprised by what I've seen and what has gone on around here, sweetie," Happosai said without taking his eyes off the girl.

"Will put your eyes back into your sockets?! Anyway, now that we've become acquainted, it's time for me to go."

"Where are you going?" Happosai asked.

"I'm going there, but I like it here wherever here is," Ranko answered, giving the old man a blank, indifferent look.

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"It means I don't want you to know where I'm going! Since I'm new here I want to explore the world," Ranko explained.

"Are you going to visit the Tendo's?"

"I might go and visit then eventually, but as for now I'm going to find a nice place to stay after making some money in the fight game."

"Not a bad idea, Ranko, but if you want to make some money, you should pose naked or topless. Heh, heh."

Ranko glared at the little gnome for a moment, narrowing her eyes at him. Then she responded.

"We're done here. Goodbye, Happosai!"

Then Ranko picked up her backpack, turned on her heels, and walked away.

"I'm not finished talking to you yet!" Happosai called out to the girl, flying over towards the girl's shoulder until he met with a surprise.

"Get out of here!" Ranko screamed as she belted the gnome-sized man into the sky with a powerful uppercut, sending him miles up and away.

"Aaaaagghh!"

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!SPLASH!

"Huff! I've finally made it back! Too bad, Mother didn't make it."

Out of the same river Ranma had seen Ranko, a man with bright orange long hair, wings, wristband gauntlets, boots, and trunks flew upwards, drenched from the water. Upon looking around he noticed Ranko walking away in the distance. Then he sat down and sobbed a little.

"Oh, Mother, why could I not have saved you?"

The drop-dead gorgeous man was five feet, ten inches tall weighing a muscular and well-defined 175 pounds. The prehensile wings coming from his shoulder blades seemed to fit him like a glove as he got to his feet and walked away a few yards from the brook before spreading his wings and taking to the skies.

"I wonder whether or not the rest of my family is still alive," the artificial avian thought to himself as he flew through the skyline.

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Flying through the countryside, the orange-haired avian touched down near a farm to the shock and surprise of the people working there.

"Hello, there. Can I do some work for food and clothing?" the avian asked.

Then an old man walked forward regarding the orange winged stranger who only wore wristbands, trunks, and boots that matched the color of his avian appendages. Thus most of his gorgeously muscular body was exposed for all to see.

"I guess so. Are you from Nerima?" the old farmer asked.

"Yes, I was born there."

"We've heard there were all kinds of strange things going on over there. Can you fly with those wings?" the old man asked.

"Yes."

"All right, I guess we can use someone like you around here."

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While Ranko was traveling through Japan, Ryoga lay in Akane's bed with the blue-haired girl in it with him.

"I never thought I'd be able to get rid of Ranma. Good job trapping Ranma into his female form so I wouldn't have to be married to him, Ryoga. This is way better than having to deal with that baka," Akane moaned as she stroked his chest.

"I'll say!" Ryoga commented.

"May we never see him again!"

"Do you think he'll ever try to show up here?" Ryoga asked as he turned towards the object of his desire.

"I doubt it. Being permanently a woman has weakened him. He's nobody and nothing. Now we can live the rest of our lives in peace."

Akane breathed heavily, putting her head on Ryoga's chest, making the lost boy smile wistfully for the first time in a long time.

Then everyone in the house heard a loud knock at the front door.

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"Does anybody even live here? It looks like there have been several fights going on around here," the young man thought to himself as he continued to knock on the front door of the Tendo Compound, wearing overalls and a polyester shirt.

"Just a minute!" a voice came from inside.

"Is that Kasumi?"

Upon opening the door, Kasumi gasped at the sight of the stranger who looked rather familiar.

"You've grown into a fine young woman, Kasumi. Are you the only one living here?" the stranger asked.

"Um, who are you?" the older girl asked, bristling at the familiarity of the towering newcomer standing before her.

"You can't have forgotten about me already, have you?"

"Oh, my!"

Kasumi abruptly ran back into the house to where her father and Genma were playing a game of shogi.

"It's him! He's at the door!" the girl announced excitedly.

"What are you talking about, Kasumi?" Soun asked, looking up at her yet keeping an eye on the game and Genma particularly.

"My, my, my…"

"Is it, Ranma?" Genma asked.

"No! No! No!" Kasumi denied, shaking her head vigilantly.

"Then who is he?" Soun asked.

"It's… It's…"

"How about if you just let him inside? We'll worry about who he is later," Soun commented, getting up and patting his daughter on the shoulders.

"Um, all right."

When Soun walked towards the front door, he noticed a sight to behold. "It can't be!"

"It is. Can I come in?"

"Yes, of course!"

As the orange avian walked inside the home, Soun called out to everyone. "Akane, Nabiki! Come to the main living room! We have a new guest!"

"Hmm?" Nabiki said from her computer and ledgers.

"What does Father want now?" Akane said to no one in particular as she lazily got up from the bed followed by Ryoga.

The two younger daughters walked into the main room each one looked at the newcomer sideways until the realization of who he was, became obvious to them.

"Gasp!"

"Whoa!"

"So who are you, young man?" Genma asked impatiently.

"It's been a while, Uncle Genma. But my name is… Sorry about all this."

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