Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Bunny's Delight ❯ Bunny's Delight ( Chapter 1 )

This is the first part of a lemon I've been working on. I originally started this as a way to get over my block. To do so I took an existing story and started to modify and expand it. In this case I used an Anime Adventure story called 'New Job'. Some of the sections in this first part are used directly from AA but I still expanded and added to most of it and give credit to the original authors over at AA.

I wasn't going to post this at all, but I want people to give me some feedback on it, and everyone else that's seen it has suggested it as well. This first part is the first of six chapters that I've managed to complete as I forced the story onto a more original path. Right now I'm looking at this as a sister fic to Playing With Ranma. This one focuses on Ranko's journey to sexual freedom and perhaps something supernatural as well.

I ran this through a spell checker, but I haven't gone through it for grammar problems.

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Bunny’s Delight


So, finances for the Tendo house were overly strained. Ranma could deal with that easily enough. All he needed to do was find a job. It’s not like he hadn’t done it before on several occasions in the past. Cologne taught her how to work for the money and Nabiki took it just as quick. Still, Ranma made one thing very, very, VERY clear to himself. Or HERself, as the case maybe…

Waitressing, she could handle. Doing so in an expensive restaurant, she could handle just as well. All the well-dressed men leering at her, that she disliked, but could still handle that as well. She did it all the time at school when the boys would toss water balloons at her. There was one thing though. One little, very little thing.
The outfit, dear GODS the outfit! Ranko HATED the outfit!

The waitresses of the Bunny’s Delight catered to the upper class of the city of Tokyo. It was far enough away from Nerima and Jubaan and other such places it didn’t get destroyed on a weekly basis. It also employed young lovely ladies from all over Tokyo. However, all the ladies wore variations of a bunny costume. Not the full bodied ‘I’m the Easter bunny’ type but skimpy, sexy, oh-so revealing playboy bunny-like costume.

In this case, it started with blue stockings that went up to her upper thighs. They said blue would go well with her red hair for some odd reason. These were blue high-heeled shoes with red streaks that took her three days to get used to. Walking in three inch stiletto heels was almost as hard as ice skating. It was hard enough to learn, but she had to do it where no one could see her as well. Then moving into the swimming suit/thong thing that had to be the most indecent thing she ever wore. She knew no other way to describe it and it made her feel weird the way it seemed to hug her body.

It started with a blue low-cut, high on the hips bikini bottom that only covered as much as a thong and forced her to shave between her legs lest anyone find out she was a natural red-head. Luckily she discovered long ago that Ki energy could be used to vaporize body hair when directed carefully. What little sense of modesty she was able to get from Nabiki, who found the job in the first place, went running for her camera.

Two rings were at the side of the hips, which the bottom connected to what little there was of the top. It was one blue strip that went from the left hip, over the right breast, containing enough to be legal while making the male libido go wild just from her jiggling around from constant movement. From there it went behind her neck, over her left breast, covering the same amount as before, then attaching to the ring on her right hip.

Add in a bow tie choker, white cuffs, standard bunny ears that seemed to flop around naturally, and a tail that was attached to the back of the bikini bottom. Ranko shuddered in disgust the first time she put the outfit on as Nabiki laughed at her and took pictures. She even had to let her hair hang down around her shoulders and you had Ranko-Chan Bunny Girl to the rich.

She would have rejected the job from the get go, even with the bet taunting her Anything Goes ego, if it wasn’t for the pay check. The pay was very, very good and impossible to turn down. She wouldn’t become as rich as the Kuno family, but could very well make a comfy living if she kept at it for a couple of months. On top of that they offered weekly bonuses to the best employee of the week.

The more they paid the sooner she could quit and forget the job ever existed in the first place. It meant ignoring the leering, the catcalls, wolf whistles, and names she would be called by everyone that knew her. She would also have to endure and at times encourage light groping form the customers to please Mr. Dark the boss.

It was a policy of the Bunny’s Delight that all female workers could be groped except for their breasts and crotch, meaning free feels of her butt. However she had a feeling that she would have to hurt some of them eventually. The girls were forced to go through a two day orientation that taught them everything they needed to know. After that it was another week of training in other aspects of the job.

***

Ranko grit her teeth as she wiggled across the room on her first night without a partner and delivered several drinks. She smiled as a pair of hands caressed the back of her thighs, right between the stocking and bikini bottom. Another hand gave her tail a tug that nearly cost the man his hand.

"Ranko."

Ranko paused and glanced behind the bar where the restaurant's manager stood observing the girls at work. He would spend several hours every night making sure the girls were working perfectly. He was dressed in a tuxedo without a jacket.
"Boss?"

"I can see you're busy, but just wanted to mention that you're doing a real great job. Well, except for those looks of distaste which I complement you on hiding from the customers." He said and adjusted her hair a bit and smiled at her. “There you go, you look stunning.”

Ranko sighed, grit her teeth, and glanced at the three new drinks on her tray, "Yes sir."

"Don't worry, you've already told me how you feel about the outfit. Tell you what. Keep cheerful another week, and if you still hate the outfit I should be able to connect you with some alternate jobs. I do know a guy who know a guy."

Ranko flashed a quick grin, "Thanks."

The bartender set an ice blue martini on the tray. Ranko immediately picked it up.
"Gotta go." She commented as she strode to the businessmen's table.

Her boss turned and walked into the back of the restaurant with a thoughtful expression on his face. Pulling out the keys to his office, he quickly entered his office. He moved over to a cabinet that dominated the back wall behind his desk and used a special key to open a small alcove set off to the side.

In his hand several strands of bright red hair almost glowed as he sat them down on a small dish holding an unlit candle. Unlike most of the girls working for him, Ranko seemed to stand out like a star. Several of the regulars were already eying her for a little back room entertainment. He would have to make sure that she didn’t run off just because she was ashamed of her magnificent body.

"I do know people who can find you a new job, but I don't think you'll want a new job in a week, Ranko. No, I think you will find this job the most fulfilling job you ever had." He muttered under his breath as he lit the candle and let the special wax drip down to coat the hair.

He made a drink while he waited, quietly chanting under his breath and letting certain energies flow towards the hair. He smirked a little as he recalled trying to find some of Ranko’s pubic hair and his amusement when he found out she didn’t have any. The video cameras from the locker room and shower area could focus in on any area for a better view.

Selling videos of the girls in showers, on the net, was just one of the less perverted areas of his business and yet it made him tons of money with monthly subscriptions. Now Ranko was going to be his newest star. All she needed was a little motivation and to get rid of those pesky inhibitions.

Moving over to his desk he picked up a picture of Ranko posing sexily, it was part of the interview, and moved back over to the alcove. A doll would be easier to use, but getting the special materials was quite hard, so a picture would do. Using a pair of silver tweezers, he picked up the hairs and let the wax glue them to the picture.

Still chanting softly, Mr. Dark picked up a special calligraphy brush, dipped it in a special ink and started writing. In the restaurant, Ranko paused on her approach to a table of customers. She felt a small spike of cold down her back, something almost dangerous was nearby, and thought she could hear some sort of soft chanting just at the edge of her hearing.

A moment later it faded, and she plastered a huge fake smile on her face and bounced over to the customers to finish delivering their drinks. She didn’t even cringe as their hands reached out to rub her bottom, even gave a little wiggle. The men laughed as they watched her every move, then grinned as she gave them the parting wink and smile and moved back to the bar for more drinks.

She noticed a few minutes later that she was feeling a little warm and took a break to get some water, but it didn’t seem to help. Mr. Dark, watching her on his computer nodded as he noted that her nipples were sticking out and that she couldn’t seem to sit still for long. Just the signs he was looking for.

"Ok," her boss commented to himself as he added another line to the back of the picture. "That should do it for now, she seems to be really sensitive though, and she almost detected me."

On the back of the picture were three lines. ‘I will enjoy myself, I feel pleasantly warm, and I like my outfit.’

He nodded and left the alcove, closing the door behind him. "Always start small, a test, a reaction, and then the real thing."

***

Step. Step. Swish. Step. Wriggle. Step. Step. Smile. Smile. Swivel and sway. Step. Step. Smile. Swerve. Step. Step. Turn. Dip and bow. Tray down. "Your order, Sir." Smile. Smile. Stand. Wink. Smile. Turn and shake that fluffy tail. Step. Step. Step...

On her second night, Ranko felt she was finally getting into the Zen of her newly invented Bun-fu. It involved finding her center of balance to let the universe pivot around her high heels. Thank god her feet didn’t hurt anymore.

Finding the zone made dodging grasping hands while looking like she wasn't trying to a snap. She found it as easy as walking on a fence, balancing on a pole, or dodging Ryoga's blows. And when her pert buttocks could not avoid a feel, the Soul of Ice technique let her keep on smiling. With every passing minute she was on the floor she found that movements were coming quite easily.

It also seemed to make wearing the ridiculous outfit more bearable.

‘In fact,' Ranko thought with some confusion, 'I’m kinda starting to like wearing this dumb outfit.' It felt wrong, but oh-so right. The feel of the skimpy material was just so sensual it almost made her glow. She didn't know why, but she couldn't deny it was so. 'Is it because of this girl body?' she worried. 'Am I getting used to wearing girly clothes?'

"Looks like you're doing better out there tonight," her boss complimented. "I told you it'd get easier. You’re already getting used to how things work around here."
"Yeah, thanks," Bunny Girl Ranko smiled back with her bun-fu best. "I'd still like to do something else though. I really don't like the way those creeps stare at me, or touch me."

"Just stick with it," he encouraged. "Remember our deal. Stick it out another week and see if you still feel the same way."

"I know I will, but okay," Ranko nodded. "Oh, gotta go fill another order! Gawd, you'd think I was a slave."

Mr. Dark didn’t comment on the almost unnoticeable bit of wetness glistening on Ranko’s thighs. He just grinned as she moved across the room and at the regulars who did notice. He could tell that Ranko wasn’t even aware of how aroused she was from just being touched.

***

When her shift was over, Ranko didn't bother to change back into her normal street clothes; her bunny costume was so comfortable now that she just pulled on a long coat to be street legal and went on her way, wiggling her little cotton tail under the covering and balancing perfectly on her high heels.

It wasn't until she looked into the bathroom mirror at home that she realized she had worn her bunny ears all the time.

Ranko undressed and carefully hung up her lovely costume, before changing back into a man and dressing in his usual shirt and shorts. He was tired, but he just lay there wondering why he felt odd. He had noticed that his cock was a little hard when he was dressing and now he had visions of his girl form sauntering around in his mind, tail and all.

When he did doze off there was a little tent in the middle of his sheets that stayed there the whole night. In her room Nabiki stared at the image for close to an hour trying to get her racing heart to calm down. She wanted to slap her little sister in the back of the head for not taking advantage of a monster dick like that. Ranko had big breasts as a girl and it seemed his dick was very big as well.

She wasn’t getting any sleep after seeing it.

***

While Ranko slept, Mr. Dark took a little while to alter several of the pictures in the book case. Ranko wasn’t the only girl to need a little encouragement to perform correctly. Still Ranko was at the front of his mind so she came first. As midnight rolled around the words on the back of Ranko’s picture slowly faded and the magic vanished in a wisp of smoke.

The idea, really, combined old fashioned magic with modern psychological knowledge, delivering subliminal messages through a magical medium directly to the brain. Exposing the picture to these written orders on a subliminal level could turn a shy girl into a complete slut in a matter of hours or days. He even used special speakers built into the walls of the club to send out subliminal reinforcement to the girls if they were starting to shake off the changes.

Over the course of a single evening he had watched Ranko becoming not only used to her work costume but so fond of it that she wore it home. She seemed to respond to the magic better than most girls. As if she was used to just doing what she was told. That was fine with him. Girls like Ranko were quite rare indeed. Now it was time for the next phase.

Grabbing his calligraphy brush again he used a permanent to embed the words into Ranko’s subconscious mind. Her Love of the Costume would stay with her now, until she left or he destroyed the picture. Next to that he wrote ‘I like it when people look at me, it makes me feel good.’

This was the next step, and if she took to it as well as to the last one, she'd be ready before the week was out.

***

That night Mr. Dark watched as Ranko wiggled, jiggled, strutted and pranced between the tables like a cat on the prowl. She was really lapping up all the attention she got. The hard points of her nipples were very visible through the ribbons of her costume, it was designed that way after all. There was no question at all, that the latest message had done its job very well.

The only times when the smile on her face froze a little was when one of the patrons got fresh with his hands and she couldn't evade it in time. This usually happened when she was distracted and didn’t think to react to the incoming touch. At all other times the smile was definitely genuine. The girl was having a good time, which was always a very big plus. The customers can sense it, and that enhances the mood of the place tremendously.

Miss Ranko was coming along just fine. Tonight or tomorrow he would have to add another line to her picture. One that would affect her dreams and desires as she slept. He was also gonna have to fuck her brains out soon or he would get a serious case of blue balls at this rate. He glanced at his computer as it flashed at him and the automatic program activated, bringing up an image of the locker room.

“What’s this?”

***

Ranko sighed as she stood before the locker that held her street clothes. 'If you'd told me I'd regret having to take this outfit off a week ago I’d have laughed in their face.’ She eyed her costume for a few more seconds before she started to take it off. Well it is perfect for perfecting those new Bun-Fu techniques and it was fun to wear. And whatever else about being a girl, it's great to be a really good looking one.' She put her hand on the handle of the locker.

“Ranko!" Called a cheerful voice.

Ranko snatched her hand back from the handle and pivoted toward the source of the voice. She found the girl with the long black hair bouncing over to her with a grin. "Rei! It's nice to see you." She called. 'I do not want to have to explain why I wear boxers under my street clothes.'

"You seem to be getting used to the place." She commented with a big grin.
Ranko raised a hand to the back of her head. "Well, finding the right attitude's what matters."

Rei giggled. "I know, you should have seen me at first, I could barely move I was so nervous. Then I realized I needed to think about my job a little differently, and everyone said it was like the difference between night and day."

"Yeah. . . Um, is there something you wanted?" Ranko asked, trying to figure out the answer to get her to leave so she could change without arousing questions. 'Stay calm,' Ranko told herself as Rei started to undress while chatting. Ranko couldn’t help admiring Rei’s breasts as they came into view.

'We're both girls so it's okay.'

"Actually," explained Rei as she stripped, "look, I'm in an unexpected bind, and wonder if you can help. My boyfriend's friend arrived arriving on short notice, which throws off our plans for going out after work unless I can find his friend a date and, well, would you be interested in double dating with us?"

"D.d.d..." stammered Ranko, "dah..."

"I mean," apologized Rei as she straightened and bounced, "I know that it's short notice asking you like this, but we're work mates and you did say you didn't have a boyfriend or, you don't have a boyfriend do you?"

"No!" insisted Ranko, then more calmly added, "I mean... eh, no."

"That's what I thought," exclaimed Rei. "Look, it's not like I'm setting you up on a blind date or anything, I just need you to keep Koji, that's his name, you'll like him, distracted while Daishi and I make out. So you will help me, won't you?"

Despite trying to maintain her feminine disguise, Ranko wanted to protest that she wasn't interested, but her objections crumpled in the face of Rei's pleading. She quickly tried to muster a believable excuse without blurting out that she was a guy, dammit, but all she could come up with was a lame, "Er, I don't have anything ta wear..."

Rei stepped over and opened Ranko's locker glancing critically at the boxer shorts, the sleeveless red shirt and baggy, black trousers. "I kind of guessed you wouldn't at that," she grinned knowingly then gushed, "well, it's no problem! I picked up some new ones for myself, you see, and we're about the same size I think."

'Me an' my big mouth,' Ranko thought. 'How am I going to get out of this?'
A still topless Rei grabbed a nearby box and shoved it into Ranko’s hands. “That should do the trick. Try it on.”

***

The dress came in three sections. It seemed Rei might have been planning this little date for longer than she said. Either that or the girl was really observant. The first part of the outfit was a black mini skirt that flared out a little bit around her thighs. This was followed by a long shirt that covered her from the neck down.

Ranko didn’t know why, but she felt under dressed while wearing the thing and just possibly just a little sexy. Nodding her head, Rei just smiled as she had Ranko spin around and let the skirt flare out. Nothing showed, but it was a close call. Smirking a little, she reached out and caressed Ranko’s thigh while adjusting the skirt.

“You look great.”

“Th-thanks, Rei.” Ranko stuttered. The whole situation made her feel weird and just a little warm. She rubbed her thighs together nervously. “I…”

“Come on Ranko, Koji will be all over you in that outfit.” Rei squeaked. “It’s perfect!”

“Um…” Why didn’t she feel bad about that?

As they were walking out of the locker room, Rei stopped for a second and started rooting around in her small purse. A few seconds later she pulled out several small packets and hands them to Ranko. “You just might need these tonight.”

Blinking, she looked down at her hand. She didn’t know what she was looking at for a few seconds, and then turned bright red. “C-cond-condoms?”

Rei nodded and gave her naughty grin. “That outfit looks cute on me, but on you it screams ‘fuck me now’. Koji is going to be very distracted tonight.”

Ranko nearly bolted, but a shiver went down her spine and she shook it off. “I don’t think it’ll go that far.”

“I can tell you’re frustrated Ranko.” Rei said. “You enjoy the men groping you a little too much. Relieving that itch will help you quite a bit.”

Ranko blushed again, but managed to control it this time. She wasn’t sure what Rei meant but could take a pretty good guess.

“I agree.” A male voice said, causing both girls to spin around.

“Boss!” Rei squeaked.

The man adjusted his glasses and just smiled. “I’ve been in this business for a while. A girl can get sexually frustrated quite easily in this job if they don’t have someone to help them out.” He smiled. Ranko felt another shiver and wondered why her stomach suddenly felt warm again.

Suddenly Rei noticed that Ranko was staring at the Boss’s chest with a slight blush on her cheeks and bit her tongue to stop from giggling. Ranko really needed this date if she was lusting after the Boss.

“We’ll be okay.” Rei called as she dragged Ranko out of the building. Quite a few of the mean in the front room took note of the red head as she went by. Mr. Dark also noticed how Ranko unconsciously swayed her hips in the short skirt to draw attention to her as she moved. Even Rei couldn’t pull that off with her tight sexy body. That red hair was just so unique that Ranko would stand out no matter what she was wearing.

***

Mr. Dark decided that since Ranko was going out on a date that this would be the perfect time to make a few changes. He wandered back to his office and dug up a special vial he kept around for the more interesting girls. Within a few minutes he was placing three drops of the liquid on the front of the picture.

He just smirked as the eyes on the picture started to glow and sent a direct command to Ranko’s mind. This one would only last a few hours, but be more powerful than a simple one that he wrote down. Once he was done he just smiled and put everything away. With any luck Ranko would have a rather stimulating night.

***

They met up with the boys at a local dance club full of lights and hundreds of other teens. The music was so loud that Ranko could feel it pounding against her body. Ranko glanced around to see what everyone else was doing. Half the girls were molded to a boy in a rather indecent way that Ranko found intriguing. Just why would a girl do a thing like that?

Rei recognized the look in the red head’s eye quickly grabbed her hand, dragging the protesting girl over to a pair of boys standing nearby. Rei boldly threw herself at one of them and gave him a kiss that made Ranko a little breathless. Several boys hooted at them until Rei broke the kiss and blushed. They quickly headed into the club.

Inside was worse than outside. Ranko thought the music would bring the whole building down if it went on for the rest of the night. She could almost see the tables rattling around as they approached. Rei just grinned and told each boy to find a chair. Once the boy with Rei sat down she placed herself in his lap and quickly started kissing him again.

The other boy just stared at Ranko with wide eyes. Ranko pulled out a nearby chair and sat down. She wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do next, but Rei did. Rei flung her hair over her shoulder and smirked at Koji when she saw he was staring at Ranko. That was exactly the look Rei went for with the outfit she lent to Ranko. At the same time Ranko couldn’t help noticing that Koji seemed to be a guy. Especially the slight movement she noted in his pants.

She gasped and looked away in shock. Rei had a pleased look on her face as she wiggled against Daishi. “Daishi, Koji, this is my friend Ranko. I figured she could hang around with Koji today.”

Koji’s eyes widened and fastened on Ranko’s chest. “I would be honored.”

She started to blush as he gazed at her. Why did she suddenly want to know more about this guy? She tried to focus, but found her eye slowly turning towards him. “Hi.” She said shyly.

“Koji, Rei and I are going out on the dance floor. We’ll be back in a little while so keep Ranko here occupied.” Daishi said.

They got up and Rei practically molded herself to his side. She winked at Ranko as they moved out onto the dance floor. Ranko turned and watched the two of them start to sway and shake to the music like all the other couples on the floor. She suddenly felt an urge to go and dance as well and she wasn’t sure where it came from.

“Would you like to dance?” Koji asked, his eyes still staring at her chest.

Ranko wasn’t sure why, but she knew that something good was about to happen. They walked out onto the floor and Ranko started to copy what several of the nearby girls were going, swaying to the music. The pounding music, the flashing lights that filled the room, all of it seemed to affect Ranko and she smiled.

She focused on Koji and danced for him using some skills she learned over the years. His hands seemed to wander over her body as they moved and she couldn’t have stopped him, it felt so good to be touched.

Out of the corner of her eye she did notice that several of the girls seemed to be shifting around and copying her moves now, which just made her smile. Ranko felt Koji’s hands on her stomach and she leaned back into his chest, arching her back. The warmth in her stomach seemed to be spreading through her body now and she didn’t resist it. Instead, she closed her eyes and just let the music carry her along.

She barely noticed, or cared, when Koji’s hands started to hold her in places that they shouldn’t. A little lower on her hips as she raised a leg, or when she pressed into him. Feelings and sensations filled Ranko’s body as she moved, lost in a world of her own. Sweat dripped off her face and made the tight dress cling to her curves even more.

This only accentuated her hard nipples poking against the dress and that her thighs were glistening under the barrage of lights. Ranko wasn’t paying attention to how she looked, only how she was feeling, and that was INCREDIBLE. She moaned softly as Koji’s hand wandered around to grab her behind and find that she was wearing a thong under the short dress.

After what seemed like hours, Ranko started to come to her senses again. She found herself molded to Koji as they swayed to a slow song. They were surrounded by dozens of other couples as well. Ranko wasn’t quite back to herself though, so she was a bit shocked to find that she was practically humping Koji’s leg.

Something hard and thick was pressing into her crotch as well. Just as the music wound down Koji leaned down and kissed her, pressing his hardness into her. Ranko squeaked as she suddenly felt incredible and that his hardness was pulsing over and over. He shuddered as he broke the kiss, his eyes glazed.

Rei was there instantly. “We have to go, it’s getting late.”

“Wha…” Ranko asked, dazed.

“You need some sleep girl. I’ve never seen a girl dance like you did out there. It got me hot just watching you.”

“Uh…”

“And what you did to Koji there at the end.” Rei said and fanned herself and started to giggle. Several other girls joined in, which made Ranko blush.

They quickly exited the club. “I have to get home since it's so late. Can you make it on your own?”

“Ah, sure.” Ranko said as her mind focused. As Rei hugged her and ran off, Ranko realized with some shock that she was horny, very horny. Ranko couldn’t understand why her body was reacting the way it was. What the hell was she thinking?

She jumped to a nearby roof and started running home.

The wind helped to dry the sweat covering her body and bring her back to her senses. She would have to be careful when she got home though. The Tendo’s were going to be waiting for her and there was no way she could show up in this dress, even if it made her feel sexy as hell. She giggled a little and headed for the club.

She would have to change her clothes.

***
To Be Continued


That's it for now. As mentioned above, I started this as a writing exercise, but it grew into this. A lot of my stories do this. Heh. The date was never posted on AA so it's all my work. As you can tell if you read through this I tend to get really graphic with my descriptions and try to put as much detail as I can for the scenes.

Any feedback, good or bad is welcome. I have 5 more chapters of this in the works currently and a sixth about halfway done at the moment. Wanted to get this up to see what people would say.