New Tomboy

Part Eight

By Philip Weigel

The Disclaimer is in the first two parts.

Sappy WAFF and Lemon Warning!

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All of a sudden, there was a bright flash of light that caused those in the Dojo to shield their eyes. When the light dispersed, there were now quite a few more visitors in the backyard, a Lycanthropoid, a bronze-skinned girl with horns, a black-haired guy in a jumpsuit, a red-haired guy, and a Werepanther.

"We're here!" Brianna called out.

"What took you, Brianna?" Gina asked.

"Yeah," Britanny said, "You said your group would be right behind mine just before we left."

"Sorry," Brianna apologized, but then grinned. "But I still felt like getting some Nookie so I took Genn and Séance into the shower..."

Both Genn and Séance sighed when Brianna came out and said that.

Gina and Britanny raised an eyebrow and looked at each other with a look that said, 'she gets it from you!'

Looking around the premises from her standpoint, Brianna took catalogue of what was gathered. She narrowed her eyes upon seeing the familiar rats, and she raised an eyebrow upon seeing new Werecheetahs. But still, she didn't see her friend anywhere. "Hey... Where's Sheila?"

Britanny shrugged her shoulders. "No clue."

Gar sighed. "My sister and her soon-to-be husband ran off while we were all distracted fighting an idiot who insulted all of us." Gar then motioned to the rather abused Saotome and Tendo Patriarchs, who had just landed from Ranma's Ki blast earlier, "We need to punish these two, but we're not sure how just yet."

Brianna blinked. "Who're they?"

"They're the ones that spread the lust dust all over the place." Gina answered.

Her mouth gaping in shock, Brianna said, "What!? And you didn't leave any for me!?"

"First come, first serve." Britanny said.

Brianna pouted. "That's not fair..."

"Life seldom is," Nabiki said.

Séance blinked as he looked over at the new smaller Jagwere. "Who's she?"

"She's the other person Sheila slept with." Gar answered.

Tirga scratched his chin upon hearing that. "Wait? Sheila purposely did a girl? Damn. I should have tried to talk her into a threesome. Nothing like hot lesbi-"

*WHAP*!

"OW!" Tirga growled as he glared at Gar. "Damn it, Gar."

"Don't talk about my little sister that way." Gar said.

"... Understood..." Tirga answered back.

Brianna chuckled and went over to the two idiots, "Okay you two, what was that stuff you used back at the bar? And where can I buy some?"

"BRIANNA!!"

Brianna blinked as everyone that she knew yelled at her,”…What? I'm just being honest here."

Everyone sighed at that.

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It was a mostly quiet day in Nerima for once, (except around the Tendo home, but that was to be expected). It was Saturday; the half-day of school over, and the weekend was just starting, the time of freedom when young adults could enjoy their time. And Hiroshi and Daisuke would agree to that, as these two were out and about, looking for any woman that would look their way even once.

However, this classic duo is not the focus of what's looming on the horizon. Across the skyline of Nerima prefecture of Tokyo, if one carefully looked up, they would see a form flying through the air. It was one of a large humanoid bull-like creature with wings and tentacles. Taro had come back to Japan...

Taro was a man that was cursed twice over by the little, old, perverted lecher known as Happosai. First with his baptism in the Jusenkyo waters of 'Spring of Drowned Yeti-riding-ox-while-carrying-eel-and-crane', which caused him to turn into a chimera when splashed with cold water...

Of course, that wasn't really a 'curse' for Taro as he actually enjoyed it. Hell, he even went and dumped even more Jusenkyo water on himself, this time from the 'Spring of Drowned Octopus' and added octopus tentacles to his cursed form.

No …What was the 'curse' for Taro was his name. PANTYHOSE! A self-respecting fighter like Taro couldn't stand it any longer. He wanted vengeance on Happosai. But most importantly, Taro wanted a NEW name!

And to this end, Pantyhose Taro had come up with a new plan, a new chance to get Happosai to finally change his name. With this new artifact in his possession, Pantyhose could make a trade. The item in return for getting his name changed.

After all, Pantyhose knew that Happosai would want to get this small statue filled with what the vendor called, 'Lust Dust' for any price... Including in return for changing Pantyhose's name...

"And then, once he's changed my name to 'Awesome Taro', I'll kill that little bugger and then I'll go after Fem-boy!" Pantyhose thought as he mooed in laughter.

Yep... It looked like Taro was going to be a pain again... As soon as he found Happosai...

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Sheila held onto Ranma tightly, squealing in thrilled delight, as her fiancée held her in his arms, while bounding from rooftop to rooftop with ease. While they had talked over their lives and such the night before and the Dojo, she found it hard to believe a normal human could bound from such heights with relative ease...well that notion was out the window and she believed!

Ranma chuckled as Sheila gave another thrilled yell as he jumped off into the air. As much as he wanted to stick around and hurt the two bastards some more, and use Mousse & Kuno as punching bags if they continued to misbehave, he REALLY wanted to talk to Sheila. In private without ears and eyes listening in.

While it wasn't a TOTAL secret place, the underpass of the canal bridge was his favorite thinking spot besides the Dojo roof. Once there he let Sheila out of his arms...although reluctantly as he had gotten use to the feeling of holding her close to him in such a manner.

Sheila eyed their surroundings. "What's this place?"

"Kinda my secondary hang-out when I need to think and be alone. Nothing fancy, but it guarantees no prying eyes, nor ears since this area of the district usually is quiet this time of day. We can talk in relative seclusion. " Ranma informed as he walked over to the canal edge.

Sheila walked up beside him, they were both silent in thought for a full minute, before Sheila decided to break the silence.

"So what exactly did you have in mind to talk about?"

Smiling at her warmly, grateful she broke the silence as he was still in thought at the time, Ranma answered her back. "Us, what are we gonna do, the baby, etc."

"Oh." Sheila nodded her head. "Ranma are you willing to marry me just because of the baby; or is there more to it?"

Ranma nodded, he expected that question at some point. "Well Sheila I've thought long and hard about that and I can say I can give you a straight answer, no stuttering, sugar coating, nor any pretenses or what."

"Okay..."

Ranma turned to face her fully. "Sheila, do you remember this morning when I told you I felt that I really liked you? Well that was the truth, and there's more. Don't take this the wrong way Sheila, but you're well. A tomboy."

While she did not take it offensively, Sheila did huff lightly. "Your point being?"

"Well Sheila at one point I DID, like that un-cute tomboy Akane, but as time went on her anger and pride, along with my own mouth and ego kept getting in the way of us forming some sort of relationship. I tried to fix up my end of the bargin...yet... Sheila do you trust me?"

Sheila nodded instantly. "I do Ranma, you've proven to me your someone I can trust beyond a doubt with my life and any secrets I tell you, and that you would do the right thing when the time was right." Sheila then almost felt blinded by the loving warm smile Ranma gave her...it could give Kasumi's bright smile a run for the money.

"That...was another major issue between me and Akane. She NEVER trusted me, at least fully. Whenever something happened, she jumped on the bandwagon blaming me for everything wrong that happened, and jumped to conclusions in situations where I was being set up. As far as I've concerned whatever she and I had is dead."

Ranma took a second to think of what he was to say next then continued.

"Sheila, you trust me, and you maybe a tomboy, but you aren't an uncute, violent, angry, or sometimes psychopath bitch. You're a strong woman who's far from the damsel in distress, and have the skills to back it up, where as Akane keeps bitching she can fight, but all she has to show for it is slightly above basic moves and brute strength. You have grace, above par skills, and can back up any words you may say about handling yourself."

Sheila smiled warmly and hugged Ranma, relishing the warmth she felt from his words. He returned the hug as he continued.

"You have all the qualities I had loved about Akane, and then some without the faults. And for the record Sheila despite your so-called birth-defect I think you look beautiful in your hybrid form, and because there's a wonderful person that accompanies the package you came in, it wouldn't matter what if you aren't some big-chested knock out or not. You have your own inner and outer beauty I find attractive. Sheila besides the baby, the reason I want to marry you is because I know I would be happy with you, to me your best thing that happened to me since coming to Nerima."

Sheila felt her eyes moisten in happiness, Ranma's words were so good to hear, and they were genuine, sincere, making her heart swell and beat rapidly.

"Sheila I want to marry you most of all is because, I think I am, truly, deeply falling madly in love with you...and I want to spend the rest of my live with you, and raise our child together." Ranma said sincerely taking her hand into his, his eyes locked onto hers.

Sheila looked up at Ranma, tears of joy leaving her eyes, unable to speak as she was choked up with happiness, she threw herself at Ranma wrapping her arms around his neck, and kissing him with all the pent up passion she could muster, her actions doing the speaking for her.

I love you.

The kiss between the two Jagweres did not end for many minutes, a million thoughts coursing through their minds as the kiss intensified.

For Sheila, she was beyond happy, despite everything that had happened; her sleeping with Ranma and turning him into a Jagwere, he didn't care about that nor hold it against her. He LOVES her...Love something Sheila thought she'd never truly find, even with her infatuation with Tirga, the logical part of her mind kept reminding her he was a no-good womanizer. That was until he met and bedded Kasumi anyway. Ranma here, while sometimes a little dense, was loyal, trustworthy, kind, and loving. She had no intentions of letting go of this man.

For Ranma, finding somebody who loved him without strings attached to it, or used underhanded tactics to try and force a relationship upon him was mind-blowing. Two years of dealing with 4 women who treated him like a prize to be won had made him almost give up on the notion he could find somebody else. And yet here in his arms was in his mind the perfect woman. Neither overly cutesy nor too damn womanly for his tastes either, a strong person, who cared for him for who he was and not because of honor, or some other pretext that he was used too.

And the both of them had conceived a child together, the greatest bond a man and woman can share.

The kiss slowly, and reluctantly broke; both lovers stared into each other’s eyes.

"Oh Ranma...I know how you feel. Meeting you, it was destiny, like finding the other half of your soul. You see the woman in me past my birth defect and petite looks, you accept me as I am. When we found out I was pregnant, instead of running like most men you stood by my side and helped me find courage to deal with becoming a mother so soon. Ranma...I love you to with every fiber of my being!"

Ranma felt as if his soul was set free with her words, he tightened their embrace. Neither wanting this perfect moment to end. Yet all things must come to an end, and they both knew it.

"Ranma."

"Yes Sheila?"

"I want you.... need you."

"I need you too..."

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A few minutes later at a Motel, Sheila moaned lightly as Ranma planted kisses along her body, starting at the nape of her neck and going down to her breasts. Playing with them, licking the globes of flesh, and sucking her puckered nipples, which made the female Jagwere moan, and coo her lover's name.

She whimpered and locked her fingers in his hair, as he kissed trailed farther down her body, down her belly, stopping slowly as to allow him to kiss and lick her naval, making her shudder in pleasure. Finally she felt his lips on her sex, kissing her neither-lips tenderly, then his tongue licking along her slit, before slipping into her folds where his tongue snaked its way up her vaginal canal.

Sheila gasped, then groaned, loving the sensations that Ranma's tongue-work was sending all over her body, which made her face, flush and make her body want more. Her juices flowing out from her sweet depths more and more they came out as she continued to become aroused from his tongue work.

His tongue left her moist pussy, as he positioned himself over her, and she felt Ranma's manhood plunge into her wet hot depths with ease. Both lovers moaning from the feeling of their joining in the intimate fashion they have.

"Mmm, Ranchan.... You feel so good inside me." Sheila purred, wrapping her legs around Ranma's waist as he began to thrust into her. She cooed at the feeling of Ranma's hard manhood filling her dripping sex with each inward thrust, moving her hips to meet his to drag out the pleasure.

"God Shechan.... You’re so warm...And wet." Ranma groaned as he piston in and out of Sheila, relishing in the sensations of her wet folds dragging on his manhood as they continued the motions of love.

It didn't take long for the pent up sexual feelings that had been bottled up in the two since this morning to reach the boiling point. With a final thrust burying his manhood deep, both crying out each other’s name’s as Ranma's dick spewed forth a gushing flow of his seed into her moistened pussy, as her velvety folds contracted and milked him for all he was worth.

They held each other, sealing the act with a kiss as blessed sleep overtook them, both comforted by the warmth, and love generated by their bodies and souls.