Chapter #7The Challenge by: chaos “What the heck is a Martial Arts Vore Battle?”
For Ranma Saotome getting a letter demanding a fight was nothing new. It also was nothing new for him to get challenged to some kind of strange martial arts fight. Whether it was a Rhythmic Gymnastics Battle or Martial Arts Takeout or Martial Arts Dinning, he had fought in some strange fights. However, most of the time he knew what the fight was based on when he was challenged.
It was a Saturday, and the pigtailed fighter was sitting at the Tendo dojo looking over a very strange letter that had been left for him. He was always up for a fight, his pride wouldn’t allow him to back down, but until he found out what exactly vore was, he had no idea how to prepare or even what to expect the fight to be about. Sighing, he put down the letter and left the dojo, just in time to catch a bucket of water Akane was throwing out after washing the floor. Now a redheaded female, Ranma glared at his first of many fiancées as she looked back at him bashfully.
“Sorry about that. I’ll put a kettle on the stove,” Akane offered, knowing the only way Ranma was going to return to his male form would be if he got some hot water.
“It’s okay, forget about it,” Ranma said as she walked inside, grabbing a towel to dry herself off. Things between her and Akane had been better lately. They still squabbled and fought, but they were beginning to trust each other and not jump to conclusions. They still refused to admit they cared for each other, even though that was obvious by now. Looking at the young tomboy, Ranma figured it couldn’t hurt to ask her about the letter. “Hey, Akane, do you know what vore is?”
“Ranma, I never expected someone like you to ask that.” The response didn’t come from Akane, but from behind her as her older sister walked inside looking very interested in the topic that was being discussed. Ranma looked cautiously at Nabiki, she never offered up anything for free, and she didn’t feel like sacrificing whatever little yen she had saved up just to get a clear answer. The older girl smirked at Ranma, before rolling her eyes at the suspicious look she was getting. Did Ranma really think so little of her? I mean, she wasn’t wrong. Normally Nabiki would take her for every yen she had. However, Ranma had piqued her curiosity.
“Tell you what, you tell me why you have an interest in vore, and I’ll tell you exactly what it is,” Nabiki promised, crossing her arms over her chest as she gave the redhead a smug smile.
“I got challenged to a Martial Arts Vore Battle,” Ranma explained, showing Akane and Nabiki the letter. Akane had been oddly silent, keeping her head down after Ranma asked her question. She wondered if Akane knew what vore was. Whatever it was, Ranma was getting a bad feeling about it from the way Nabiki was laughing to herself.
“Oh, this is too great. You have to tell me where the fights going on because I have to film it. The perverts at school would pay good money to see you either go down or send someone down,” Nabiki snickered as she could already count the money she’d make. Ranma cocked her head to the side, now more confused and worried than ever. Taking pity on her, Nabiki placed her hand supportively on Ranma’s shoulder and explained. “Vore is the process of eating someone whole and alive, and is usually considered a very sexual thing. Someone has pretty much challenged you to a fight where you have to eat them, or they will eat you.”
“But I can’t… I’ve never… how am I supposed to eat someone?” Ranma screamed as her face went bright red in embarrassment. The thought of some guy or girl devouring her alive did not sound very fun and was a great way to end up being digested alive. She didn’t want to eat someone either, that just sounded weird to her. Then again, it could be a useful technique that she could add to her other moves to make her a better martial artist. Pushing aside the benefits, how could she even do that, who could do that? Then it came to Ranma, someone he’d seen do vore.
“Pops,” Ranma said under her breath. Her father, in his cursed panda form, had once shown him/her a move to stretch his/her maw open to fit supplies into his/her stomach for when they were on training trips. She remembered the old panda telling her he could fit in a whole person, a fact Ranma ignored at the time, not thinking it was relevant. Now it just might be the key to her success.
“I don’t usually do this, but I’ll help you research how to eat someone,” Nabiki offered, stepping up to offer a hand. Ranma looked at her gratefully, genuinely touched that she was trying to help until she winked playfully at her. “Considering how much money I could make from pictures and video of you eating people, I’d be a fool not to try and help you.”
“I need to go,” Akane abruptly said as she rushed out of the room, heading towards her bedroom upstairs. Ranma watched her go in concern, wondering if this whole thing was bothering her or she thought she was being a pervert for trying to learn such a strangely kinky thing. Maybe she should go talk to her and see what the problem was? Then again, Ranma often found that pressuring Akane only served to get her angry, so maybe it was best to give her space.
Ranma had to do something, or she was going to end up as someone’s meal very soon. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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