Experimentation_(1)

Ukyo Kuonji tapped a spatula against the table, glancing over at the clock

on the wall for what she estimated was about the ninth time in three

minutes. Shampoo wasn't technically late. It was still five minutes before

she was set to arrive. But they'd been waiting for this particular playdate

for two weeks now, and the Amazon should have been early!

'She better not have used the stuff by herself first!' Ukyo thought,

scowling. 'She PROMISED I'd get first crack...'

Finally, she saw the purple-haired Amazon trot by the front window,

ignoring the Closed sign and walking in, shifting the wooden box she was

carrying to one hand to turn and lock the door.

"Hey, is that the stuff?" the chef said, excited, getting to her feet and

rushing over.

"What Ukyo think Shampoo bring in box? Cookies?" Shampoo sniffed with faux

haughtiness, holding the box up as if to keep it out of Ukyo's grip. Then

she grinned. "Yes, is stuff."

"Gimme!" Ukyo cried, making a grab for the box, but only winding up mooshed

against Shampoo front thoroughly.

"We go upstairs first," Shampoo replied smugly, then paused when she felt

lips working against the side of her neck. "And is no fair trying to seduce

down here... Shampoo hold to deal, you get go first. But we go upstairs! No

want voyeurs!"

"Okay, okay," Ukyo murmured, quickly grabbing one of the Amazon's wrists

and dragging them towards the stairs. Once they were safely in the chef's

room, the brown-haired girl hurried back out, hurriedly pulling off her

clothes as she headed for the bathroom to get water.

"Shampoo think you looking forward to this a little too much," the Amazon

called, seeming amused, setting the box down and beginning to undo the ties

of her own clothing at a somewhat more liesurely pace.

"Don't start with me!" Ukyo answered in a good-natured tone as she returned

with a few glasses of water. She paused for a few minutes to admire the

naked form of her lover where the Amazon sat back on her heels, then let

her enthusiasm grip her again. "C'mon, get out a packet!"

Nodding, Shampoo slid the boxtop open, then pulled out a small paper

packet, checking the Chinese writing on it to confirm it was what it should

be: Dried Spring of Drowned Boy. The Amazon shook the packet to make sure

its contents were all down towards the bottom, then ripped the top off and

pour the stuff into a glass.

"Douse me!" Ukyo pressed, brown eyes dancing delightedly.

"You ask for it." Smirking, Shampoo turned the glass upright, dumping its

contents over the other girl.

Ukyo spluttered a bit, somehow surprised despite having known the drenching

was coming, feeling a strange... tugging, accompanied by a slight tingle

throughout her entire body. Quickly, the chef looked to the side at the

full-length mirror she'd moved there the previous night. She'd had the

foresight to tie her hair into a masculine ponytail, so that looked just

fine. Ukyo had remained slender through the transformation, and in fact she

found the man staring back at her rather familiar.

'I'm more bishonen than Ranma,' Ukyo thought, a little smugly, running his

hands down his sides. His face was very little changed, just a slight shift

in the cheekbones. His shoulders were a little broader, instead of gentle

slopes, and certainly his chest was flatter, though on the whole he had

retained a rather feminine trimness. But his arms and legs were shaped more

masculinely, if still slenderly muscled.

"Mmmm, Ukyo-boy look nice," Shampoo cooed, apparently as delighted as the

chef.

Ukyo turned his head, and at the sight of the naked Amazon, experienced his

first distinctly male reaction, a sudden pressure that seemed to pull from

everywhere and concentrate in his crotch, almost as if his new male member

were being pulled upright, more than anything else. Ukyo flushed, looking

downwards, seeing that he was a little longer than some of the boys he'd

seen in locker rooms back at his other schools, but more slender.

He looked up again, and found his gaze locked on Shampoo's breasts.

Certainly, as a girl, he'd always greatly appreciated them, and had in fact

at times spent more than two hours paying attention solely to them, but he

found himself almost hypnotized by the perfect orbs now, unable to draw his

eyes from them, thinking that the throbbing in his new shaft seemed to

translate into a sensation of feeling the throb of blood through his veins.

"You is staring, Ukyo-kun," Shampoo purred softly, catching Ukyo's gaze

with a movement of her hands. The Amazon rested them on her flat stomach,

letting her fingers move in subtly exagerrated ways as the slid over the

little gentle rises and falls of her muscles. Finally, the purple-haired

girl cupped her breasts, lifting them up a little, squeezing just slightly,

letting out a soft sigh whose impact was not lessened by its obvious

exagerration.

"Ah..." Ukyo swallowed loudly, his slim chest rising and falling more

quickly. He could feel dampness forming on his forehead, slipping down his

nose and into his eyebrows. "Y'know... I'm starting to think... that you've

teased men... doing more than bouncin' around..."

"Maybe," Shampoo cooed, looking at Ukyo through her lashes, violet eyes

glittering brightly. Then she leaned her head back and moaned loudly as she

began kneading her breasts in earnest, using slow motions of her deft

fingers, keeping her hands to the sides so that Ukyo could still see the

firm flesh moving, and see the dark, hard nipples pressed between her

fingers.

Ukyo felt a whimper building in his throat, the throbbing and pressure in

his new erection threatening to become painful. Tentatively, he raised one

hand towards the upright shaft, unsure of quite how to touch it, and

whether or not he'd cum from the slightest stimulation.

"Nuh-uuuuuh." Shampoo's breathy voice stopped Ukyo cold, and he looked up

at the Amazon almost like a puppy caught digging up the flower bed. The

Amazon shook her head, smirking sultrily, continuing to slowly knead her

large breasts. "You touch, Shampoo leave right now."

"O-okay," Ukyo agreed, realizing his voice really did sound like a whimper.

He rested his hand back down on the futon, shifting around where he rested

on his heels, starting to feel lightheaded from the swirl of sensations and

desires storming through his body and mind.

The Amazon made a low sound of approval, apparently pleased by her lover's

acquiescence. She lifted one large breast up, craning her neck down, tongue

darting out to move over the erect nub of her own dark nipple. Moving her

head to the side, she repeated the performance with her other breasts,

half-lidded violet eyes always on the quivering Ukyo.

"Please," the chef panted, fighting to keep his whole body from trembling.

"No more teasing... please..."

"You do just as Shampoo say," the Amazon commanded, voice still sultry, but

carrying an undercurrent of steel. Her hands slid back down her stomach,

Shampoo leaning back and parting her legs, making a show of stroking two

fingers up and down her slit. "You not follow orders, Shampoo take luscious

body you want so much and go home..."

"Okay," Ukyo agreed quickly. Likely Shampoo could have asked him to jump

out the window and he would have done so happily at this point.

Smirking, Shampoo slowly leaned back forward, enjoying the way Ukyo's eyes

stayed transfixed on her as her breasts jiggled and her hair fell down

around her shoulders. The Amazon moved forward on all fours, wiggling her

rear the whole time, then leaned down, enjoying as well the way Ukyo moaned

aloud at the simple touch of Shampoo's breath on his cock.

"You no cum until Shampoo say you can," the purple-haired girl murmured,

violet eyes fixed to brown ones. "You understand?"

"God yes!"

Giggling softly at the near-evangelical tone of Ukyo's voice, Shampoo moved

her head down, tongue moving out and sliding slowly along the underside of

the head of her lover's cock. Ever-mindful of the moans and whimpers she

was wringing from the chef, Shampoo kept her ministrations slow, tongue

sliding along the slender length, kissing the sides and the tip of the

head. Finally, she opened her mouth and took the head inside, suckling

gently.

'Oh God oh God oh God.' Ukyo's mind was rapidly degenerating into the

mingled NEED to orgasm and the knowledge that if he did he'd spend the rest

of the night exploring this new body of his on his lonesome. The attempt to

hold back was rapidly becoming almost painful, mingled with the pleasure of

Shampoo's hot, wet mouth on him. Her tongue... he could feel her tongue

swirling all around the head of his cock, he could feel her soft lips

brushing along his shaft as she started to take more of him in. His first

time, he was so unused to it, so hard to hold back!

Shampoo squirmed about a little as she moved her head slowly up and down.

She wanted to tuck a hand between her legs to tend to her own needy sex,

but should Ukyo notice, it might be seen as a lack of control... something

Shampoo was NOT going to have tonight.

But oh, how she wanted this beautiful man that her lover had become, in so

many ways. And she could feel by the throbbing of the vein her tongue

pressed against, hear by the increasing urgency and pleading of Ukyo's

clenched-teeth cries that very soon, no matter how much he wanted to hold

back, he wouldn't be able to much longer. Her lips curled up slightly at

the ends as she smiled around Ukyo's shaft, just before she raised her head

up off of it, hand coming up to wrap around the chef's cock and stroke it.

"Ukyo can cum now," Shampoo purred, raising herself up a little.

With a loud cry that was mingled pleasure and relief, Ukyo thrust his hips

against Shampoo's pumping hand, his cock shaking hard within her grip as it

sprayed long, thick ropes of seed. The milky streamers landed on the

Amazon's face and breasts, drawing a small gasp of pleasure from her at the

sensation, as well as a little shiver of enjoyment. 'Nothing quite like

being cum on,' Shampoo thought, feeling warm and wanting Ukyo more than

ever.

"Nnnngrrm," Ukyo muttered, feeling that that summed up everything rather

well. He panted heavily, his lungs aching, the last minutes seeming to have

pushed him further than any battle he'd ever been in.

"Ukyo be ready again in few minutes, wait and see," Shampoo murmured,

seeming amused, moving up more to press herself against her lover's front,

full breasts smearing cum over his slender, muscular chest.

"I believe you," Ukyo replied, wrapping his arms around Shampoo and yanking

her up enough that he could kiss her hard and rough, but as always found

the Amazon skillfully taking control of the kiss, her tongue always seeming

a step ahead of his, as if it were a wrestling match the Chinese girl was

intent on winning. And the chef had no doubts about his ability to further

perform; his cock was still hard, and already throbbing again with desire

where it was pressed against his lover's flat belly.

"Mmm," Shampoo purred as the kiss broke, running a fingertip along Ukyo's

shoulder. "You do very good... even first time, you hold back until Shampoo

say okay. Shampoo think Ukyo deserve reward."

"Like the sound of that," Ukyo replied, for the first time noticing the

slight change in timbre of his voice. Maybe it was just because he was so

turned-on right now.

"Mmm-hmmmmm." Smiling sultrily again, Shampoo flicked her tongue along the

line of Ukyo's jaw, making him shiver. "Shampoo let you fuck her now... as

hard and fast as Ukyo want... cum whenever want, so long as keep going

until Shampoo cum too."

"I think I can do that," Ukyo replied, feeling a little shaky. He thought

he might splatter his second load all over the Amazon's stomach, if she

kept talking like that.

"Ukyo even pick position," Shampoo added after a moment's thought, as if

bestowing a great gift (which, in Ukyo's eyes, it certainly was).

"Alright," came the immediate agreement. This did require a moment's

thought itself, but not much more than that. "Lie down on your back... um,

please."

Smirking just a little, Shampoo rolled to the side, falling onto her back

on the futon with a bounce and a jiggle. She arched her spine up, belly

stretched taut, large breasts raised prominently, long, curvaceous legs

sliding about a bit, accenting the glistening, carefully trimmed and

close-cropped delta of purple curls between her legs. "Like this?"

"Actually..." Ukyo dared to take a bit of control himself, firmly grasping

one of Shampoo's thighs and pulling it up, turning the surprised Amazon

onto her side. He lifted her leg further, not too fast, but knowing that

Shampoo was easily limber and flexible enough to accomodate the L-shape her

legs were now in. "I was thinking like this."

"Ukyo just watch it," Shampoo warned, though not able to keep any real

firmness in her tone, the words coming out far too throaty and low to

contain much real admonishment. She moaned lowly, eyes closing to violet

slits as she felt the head of Ukyo's cock brushing against her almost

dripping folds.

'Tease me, will you, sugar?' Ukyo thought, almond eyes flashing, a rather

wicked smile curving his own lips. 'Since you said as hard as I want...'

Shampoo's eyes snapped open as the chef slammed home into her in one hard

slam, and she cried out in a mixture of hurt and delight, fingers clenching

against the sheets. The cries didn't stop there, coming with each of Ukyo's

thrusts, not too fast, but each one with enough force to shake the Amazon's

body slightly, purple hair shifting against the futon and over her skin,

breasts jiggling merrily.

'Oh yes,' Shampoo thought, biting her lip to keep from uttering it aloud,

not wanting to show just how much she was losing control. 'Virgin boys are

so... oh YES! so rough! So ardent!' Though the Chinese girl knew for a fact

that her lover was no virgin (and had brought that about herself), he was

as a male. Shampoo was fully aware and unashamed of her body's desires and

needs, and over the years had taken various lovers when it pleased her...

but nothing quite matched the times she'd given a young man his first time.

Ukyo leaned his head back, groaning loudly, then quickly looked back down,

eager to see Shampoo's body glistening with sweat below him, to watch her

breasts bounce and see the pleasured look on her face, the Amazon's eyes

closed, lower lip held in her teeth. He looked further down, having to

fight to hold back again as he watched his cock disappearing each time into

her dripping pink sex. The sight, combined with the wonderful hot, wet feel

of it all around his sensitive member, it was getting to be too much. He

yanked his gaze back up, watching her body again instead.

The Amazon could feel him pounding into her faster. All pain at the initial

stretching and pounding had long since faded away. It had been a long time

since she'd been with a male, and there were just some things a finger or

tongue couldn't simulate (she hadn't gotten Ukyo fully into sex toys yet...

and a strapon still lacked something anyway). There wasn't much more she

could do in this position than hold on tight to the sheets and take it...

which in itself heightened things, even though she preferred to be the one

in control.

The newly-changed young man leaned forward slightly, breathing hard. His

orgasm was suddenly upon him, and he was letting his cum flow deep inside

the body of his lover. But he never slowed for an instant, just kept

pistoning into Shampoo's eager pussy, feeling a sort of lightness

accompanying the pleasure that still came from his cock, as if the

sensation were spreading through his flesh right from the trickling flow.

Shampoo had felt the gush of extra wetness and warmth that signaled her

lover's peak, letting it bring her so close to her release. She was

pleasantly surprised when Ukyo kept going, having expected to have to get

her own orgasm some other way, as she had with the other first-timers. It

didn't take her long at all to get there, and she let go of her control

enough to throw her head back and scream as she came, her pussy clenching

and working around the cock that continued to thrust into her, despite the

fact that Ukyo almost went crosseyed from THAT sensation.

Ukyo kept on thrusting, valiantly, wanting to push both their orgasms as

far and as long as possible. But finally, he simply gave out, releasing

Shampoo's leg so she could turn onto her back again and he could fall atop

her, reflexively resting on his arms. However, Ukyo only had a few moments

to savor afterglow and a kiss, before his brain pretty much shut down, and

he was slumping atop his lover, asleep.

'Never fails,' Shampoo thought, bemused. 'I wonder if all virgins do that,

or if I'm just that good?' She thought back to her own first time, trying

to recall her own first time. She couldn't remember much after her third

orgasm, so she probably had. 'Oh well. He'll be up again in a few hours, in

various ways.' She was tempted to try some of the dried Nanniichuan by

herself, but decided not to... she had promised Ukyo that they wouldn't do

that until they'd both tried it the first time together.

'Such fun this is going to be!'

Ukyo snorted a little bit as he woke up, a little muddle-headed, moreso

because he remembered going to sleep atop Shampoo, and he now seemed to be

under her. The state of his gender didn't cause him much of a fuss... it

was just that way, and once he remembered about the dried spring water, it

made sense, too. In fact, he could feel himself hard again already, the

underside of his shaft tickled by short, curly hairs and pressed against

soft flesh.

"Awake now?" Shampoo murmured, coming out of her own doze.

"Yeah... um, lemme up," Ukyo replied quietly, feeling an identifiable, if

different, pressure low in his midriff.

Without asking any embarrassing questions with obvious answers, the Amazon

rolled off of her lover, who lurched to his feet and staggered out into the

hall. Figuring out a few of the mechanics was something of a chore, moreso

because of his erection, but the body apparently knew what to do, and he

accomplished his task with a minimum of trouble.

Ukyo headed back towards his room, letting his thoughts dwell on the new

sensations of his male body simply being in movement. For one thing, his

cock was resting limp as he walked... it certainly hadn't been that way

that he could remember since he changed. 'Pretty poorly designed, if you

ask me...'

Of course, being that he was now a teenage boy, it didn't stay that way for

long, and as Ukyo espied his still-naked lover, his member began to rise to

life again like something out of an alien movie. He twitched a little. 'I'm

glad this isn't permanent... I may've lived as a boy, and the sex is fun,

but living in a male body is just plain weird.'

Shampoo was, at the moment, mixing up another glass of temporary

Nanniichuan. Noticing what she was doing, Ukyo pushed aside his thoughts of

grabbing her hair and forcing his cock into her mouth (which was not only

rude, but probably suicidal), and tried to sit down and talk like a

reasonable person, instead of a young male.

"So, you want me to go get some hot water?" he asked calmly. Though he

suspected she knew all too well, Ukyo had never told Shampoo she was

actually his first and only. As a female, she'd never been with a man, and

the thought of it rather scared her.

"No need to," Shampoo replied, and before Ukyo could figure out what she

meant, dumped the water over her own head.

The chef watched with interest, the change seeming to happen with the

natural flow of the water. Shampoo's hair turned a much darker color and

gained a little bit of red, becoming a sort of almost-black fuschia. Her

shoulders broadened more than Ukyo's had, the muscles marking her arms and

chest more pronounced; the chef was reminded of Ryoga, though Shampoo now

had less of a boyish look to her than the Lost Boy still retained. The

Amazon now rather looked like the powerhouse she really was, though her

male body was still sleek like that of a lion or tiger, not bulky like a

weightlifter.

Ukyo looked at his lover's face, which now walked the line between

beautiful and handsome... and he couldn't help it, he broke out laughing!

Shampoo blinked. "What so funny?" His voice was a good deal lower, and a

rich as liquid chocolate, which only made his manner of speaking all the

more amusing.

"Th-the hair," Ukyo managed, trying desperately to stifle himself with both

hands. "It's not exactly the most masculine style..."

"Oh, you think Shampoo's hair funny?" the now male Amazon murmured darkly,

eyes flashing dangerously, but with amusement as well. Slowly, he rose to

his feet, and Ukyo's laughter died, and he couldn't help but gawk, his

mouth hanging open. His lover was now over six feet tall, maybe even six

and a half, and presented in entirety, that toned, sleek body was even more

impressive... Ryoga would look like a thirteen-year-old in comparison!

And, of course, the chef's eyes went downwards, and he STILL gawked.

Shampoo's cock, already growing erect, looked to be even longer than his

own... and it wasn't anywhere near as slender. He suddenly found every

ounce of trepidation returning in full force, and began scooting backwards

on hands and knees.

"Um, sugar, let's rethink this...!"

"Ukyo no get out of this so easy," Shampoo said with a smirk, darting

forward quickly and grabbing his prey by the shoulders, hauling him back.

"Is Shampoo's turn now... and is no hot water here, and Shampoo no going to

let you get any..."

The chef stared up with wide eyes, trembling a little. He very seriously

considered blurting his mother's name, their safeword... his lover was just

so HUGE now, and... the both of them as boys?! So strange... yet the

thought sent a shiver through his body, and his member throbbed softly at

full hardness. He didn't say the safeword.

Shampoo let his dark smile turn gentle for a moment, as if sensing that

Ukyo was intrigued, and trusted her at least a bit. Then he slipped back

into his mean act, pushing the smaller boy downwards. "Ukyo get on knees."

Obediently, Ukyo settled into position, flushing as the silky skin covering

Shampoo's shaft rubbed against his cheek. Slowly, he brought his hands up

and rested them firmly on his lover's hips, partly to support himself, and

partly to keep from touching himself, unless the Amazon said that he could.

He gasped a little at the feel of a hand on his head, fingers clenching in

his hair, and flushed again.

Ukyo was fully aware that Shampoo could be quite rough, at times... but

since the Amazon had never actually damaged her, or hurt her more than

could be immediately forgiven, he had quickly grown to enjoy the

roughness... a lot. And she knew Shampoo was only playing when she acted

somewhat mean in bed, the Amazon had explained as much and asked if it was

okay, to which Ukyo had given approval so heartfelt she'd startled herself.

But this would be a whole new type of roughness.

Shampoo yanked the smaller boy's head back. "Ukyo open mouth," he ordered

curtly, tensing his fingers, feeling the silken brown strands twisted

between them. Inwardly, he was practically trembling with delight. His

strength was much more prominent in this form, the member he would use to

dominate his lover so much more obvious. It was as if all the subtlety of

her commanding nature in the bedroom had been transformed into overtness.

He watched Ukyo part his lips, looked into almond eyes glistening with

fear, anticipation, excitement. Trusting the chef to control himself not to

reflexively bite, Shampoo immediately thrust the head of his cock into

Ukyo's waiting mouth. He leaned his head back and groaned, unable to

repress a shudder at the sensation of hot wetness, at the tremors the other

boy's 'MMPH!' of surprise sent through the sensitive flesh.

"Suck," the male Amazon growled, tensing his fingers again. "Shampoo fuck

Ukyo's mouth, not be so rough if Ukyo cooperate." 'Dammit, I REALLY need to

buckle down on my Japanese lessons... it's so hard to dominate with an

imperfect command of the language.'

Eagerly, for whatever reason, Ukyo started suckling at the hard, throbbing

flesh filling his mouth. Remembering what Shampoo had done for him, he

swirled his tongue around the head, tasting the light saltiness, feeling

the slight sponginess of it. He quickly got into his duty, spurred on by

the pleasured sounds coming from above him. It wasn't long before the hand

on his head was shoving him lower, forcing him to take more in.

Shampoo seemed to know what he was doing, however, and Ukyo had plenty of

time to adjust, even though he knew the larger boy must be aching to just

grab on and thrust like mad... he knew that ache all too well himself. But

this was Shampoo, after all... faithful secret lover, and he couldn't do

any less for him than the Amazon had done the night before, certainly.

Shampoo panted a bit as he finally pushed all the way home, looking down to

see the bulge in the front of Ukyo's throat, the smaller boy squirming

somewhat uncomfortably. The Amazon pulled back, not too quickly, but making

sure it was fast enough... he certainly didn't want his lover to suffocate.

But the chef seemed to quickly pick up the knack of deep-throating, and was

soon taking the entire length in every time Shampoo pushed his head back

down. "Ukyo suck cock good," he grunted, momentarily dismayed at the loss

of the sultry purr of his female form. 'Oh, who CARES?' he thought, a rush

of pleasure going through him as Ukyo worked his tongue along the underside

of Shampoo's shaft, at the same time swallowing, letting his rippling

throat carress the head.

Holding himself back, Shampoo continued to guide Ukyo in giving him head,

murmuring instructions the whole time. But soon, it was too much, and with

little but a moaned warning, Shampoo pulled back, leaving only the head of

his cock in Ukyo's mouth. The flood of hot, salty cum still caught the chef

by surprised, and some of it gushed out around his lips. Quickly, he

tightened the seal of his lips, closing his eyes as he swallowed

repeatedly. The taste was... strange, neither pleasant or unpleasant.

Shampoo almost chuckled through his pleasure as he watched the look on

Ukyo's face. 'Don't worry... it's just an acquired taste.' Thrusting in a

few more times, the Amazon finally pulled out of the chef's mouth, sighing

contentedly. Then, his smirk returned, all business, and he gave Ukyo a

light shove down onto the futon.

"Mmf!" Ukyo blinked, wiping a forearm across his mouth as he watched the

towering figure of his lover kneeling down, then moving to lay down behind

him. The Japanese boy's eyes widened as one of his thighs was taken in one

large hand and lifted, a cock slick with a mixture of saliva and cum

pressing between his buttocks. "H-hey! Wait!"

"Ukyo want get off too?" Shampoo murmured in his ear, still smirking. He

moved his hips back and forth, until he felt the indention of the smaller

boy's pucker. "We go like before, suck and get fucked..."

"I...!" The chef cut off with a low cry, biting his lip as he felt his

virgin hole being slowly pushed open. A light touch, maybe a lick or two

there before... certainly nothing like this slow, unyielding penetration.

Ukyo felt like every muscle in his body was taut and shaking, strong arms

holding him, muscular chest against his back. His cock throbbed maddeningly

at each millimeter that slid inside him.

Shampoo nipped at Ukyo's ear, shuddering a little himself at the

unbelievable sensation of that amazing hot, tight hole gripping him like a

vise. It was almost painful... almost but not quite. Finally, he felt his

hips press up against the firmness of Ukyo's buttocks. "Ah... how it

feel?"

"Hurts," the Japanese boy whimpered quietly, a few tears escaping from his

eyes. Shampoo kissed at his neck gently, giving him some time to adjust...

he knew his lover wanted to continue, even if it hurt, since his lips

hadn't so much as formed the safeword.

The Amazon slid a hand down, wrapping it around Ukyo's slender cock and

stroking gently. The chef almost jumped a little, then moaned loudly at the

resulting movement of the shaft filling him. The moan turned into a cry as

Shampoo slowly pulled out, then smoothly stroked back in, not giving Ukyo

time to tighten back up.

As Shampoo began slowly, but smoothly thrusting into Ukyo, drawing cries

each time from the smaller boy, he groped blindly with his free hand near

the edge of the futon, superior coordination meaning he never faltered in

pumping his lover's shaft with his other hand. After a few moments of

searching, he found the tube he was looking for and pulled it back, pausing

with his cock almost completely out of the other boy.

Ukyo moaned, forcing his eyes open a little, squirming at the cessation of

thrusting and stroking, having begun to lose himself in it. He started to

turn his head to look, only to be kissed on the cheek, then feel Shampoo's

cock thrust back into him with a burst of cool wetness. He cried out again

softly, the lube changing the sensation entirely. The Amazon began

thrusting into him even faster, harder now, shaking his body as he'd shaken

hers hours before.

"You no cum until Shampoo say," Shampoo breathed in Ukyo's ear, hand moving

back down, resuming its fast, hard pumping of the chef's member, matching

strokes to the thrusts. "Understand?"

"Uh-huh," Ukyo managed, nodding his head a few times, eyes clenched shut.

It was already getting hard to hold back, though! Being taken this way, as

a male, by a male, it was something that had never consciously registered

in his mind! But the pain had faded to something in the background of the

pleasure, pleasure that seemed to spear right through him, move through the

cock thrusting into him and into his own.

Shampoo knew he wasn't really going to last that much longer, either... it

was too new, too good. Slippery now, but still so tight, cool rapidly

changing back to burning hot. He thrust in harder, faster, pistoning his

cock into his lover's body unmercifully. His breath was coming hard, fast,

the air seeming hot as it filled his lungs.

"Soon... Shampoo cum soon... then you cum..."

"Nnng!"

Shampoo swallowed, gritting his teeth to hold off... just a few moments

more of this exquisite pleasure, before that final rush. And then the

moments were gone, and he threw his head back, almost roaring as his cock

swelled and gushed long torrents of seed into his lover's tight ass. Ukyo

cried out as well, taking that as his permission to let go, cock shuddering

in Shampoo's hand and spraying its load across the Japanese boy's stomach

and chest.

They both lay panting, minds too awhirl to even consider doing much more.

After a few minutes, Shampoo slid out of Ukyo, the chef mewling softly in a

mixture of disappointment and relief. Any hint of disappointment

disappeared as those strong arms wrapped around him again, pulling him

upright for a rough, tender kiss. He simply relaxed against his Goliath of

a lover dueled tongues with him, Ukyo much too tired to put up much of a

fight in the constant wrestling match.

"Shampoo," he murmured as the kiss trailed off into shorter kisses. Many

things came to mind to say after that. 'I can't believe we just did that.'

'Let's try for one more.' 'Gentler next time.' 'Rougher next time.' 'Keep

holding me like this.' Those, others, and one that was too scary to truly

think about saying, yet one that became more persistent every time

Shampoo's hand brushed hers in the midst of a battle, every time she looked

into Shampoo's eyes in the middle of one of the arguments they put on for

the others and saw a smile there, every time Shampoo readily and happily

acquiesced to a request to simply be held close.

"Ssshhh," the Amazon murmured back, with a yawn. "Time for rest now."

In moments, the both of them were fast asleep, Ukyo clasped tightly to

Shampoo's chest... and both of them snoring loudly.

The steaming water fell from the shower heads, washing away the male bodies

as if they were nothing more than a layer of sweat left over from

lovemaking. Shampoo and Ukyo remained quiet as they soaped up, partly

because Ukyo took a little time to get started in the mornings, partly

because Shampoo was still a little fuzzy-headed about the contradictions of

being a dominatrix from a matriarchal society who had just reveled in being

quite male. So for a good while, nothing was heard save for the hiss of the

shower heads.

Eventually, though, Ukyo slid her arms around Shampoo's middle, soapy hands

sliding over equally slick belly and breasts. "Hey, you," she murmured, a

mixture of sleepiness and affection tinging her tone. She snuggled up from

behind, rubbing her head against the other girl's, receiving a similar

headrub in return.

"Nihao," Shampoo replied, amused. They had woken up together, come into the

bathroom together, and had been in the shower for almost ten minutes, like

many other mornings, but without fail, it was not until about this time

that Ukyo actually greeted her each time.

"Hey, why don't you call the old woman, tell her you're working on some

plot to get Ranchan, sugar?" Ukyo suggested tentatively, obviously not

expecting a positive answer. "I can keep the shop closed today, we can just

hang around... play with the stuff some more, or whatever..."

Shampoo didn't reply for several moments. It was a tempting offer, to have

more fun with their recently-discovered toy. Ukyo's hands were also

stroking her breasts, which was helping the Amazon lean towards the answer

that meant more sex. And something about the way her lover was asking... it

said that Shampoo staying would mean more than a day spent in the bedroom.

Perhaps that was what made her shake her head.

"Shampoo have to work in Nekohanten today... is big reservation party. Can

no get out of it." The Chinese girl turned around, laying her hands on

Ukyo's cheeks and kissing her briefly. "Shampoo sorry."

"It's okay," Ukyo replied, fighting down the sigh that would have given

away that it really wasn't.

"Shampoo come back tonight," the Amazon promised, sliding a finger along

the line of her lover's jaw. "Ukyo leave window open?"

"Of course." The chef smiled, pushing down her disappointment. It was

silly. They both wanted Ranma, for whatever reasons, and they were lovers

on the side. Silly to worry herself about how deep the feeling went. She

had a good friend, a wonderful lover, and a secret confidante. And that was

more than anyone she knew could claim.

"Is many nights ahead to try new thing in," Shampoo murmured, violet eyes

sparkling. "And Shampoo promise, she spend many many nights with Ukyo."

Ukyo grinned. Who could resist a promise like THAT?

~ Fin... for now ^_^v