TG Story - Ranko Mom

 “Hold it right there Ranma! Today is the day I, Ryoga Hibiki, finally prove the dominance of my martial arts over yours. Our battles up until now have been nothing but a game. There will be no-Hey!” The bandana wearing boy shouted in his frustration as his ponytailed rival walked past his declarations and turned the corner. He hopped off the wall and chased after him.

“Ranma don’t think you can run from-”*THWACK!*

Ranma had tried to get the jump on Ryoga but his instincts let him pull his weapon just in time to block. “Ah, you blocked it. Do we have to do this again Ryoga? I have stuff I want to get to today.”

The challenger glared from behind his umbrella before hopping back. He shoved a hand into his pocket before producing a small round gem with a bronze dragon coiled around it. “I found this on my recent travels. The monks who gave it to me told me it has the power to draw out the truest potential of everyone in the area. All our battles up until now have been imbalance, unfair, or rigged. But with this both of us will be at our highest potential. This will be definitive!” Ryoga’s yelling didn’t interest Ranma much, as far as he was concerned whether he was at full or half potential he’d still beat the clueless hog.

“No excuses Ranma!” Hibiki yelled before smashing his trinket on the ground releasing a cloud of magical mist into the alley. 

Ryoga darted ahead wanting not to waste any time. He brought down his umbrella with full strength. Ranma dodged to the side in time to see the entire sidewalk crack under its weight. He used his momentum to launch off the wall and fire a counterattack off against Ryoga. His own speed and technique seemed enhanced, perhaps Ryoga’s toy had some magic after all. Ryoga caught Ranma’s leg and tossed him upward but Ranma recovered, flipping down and landing with grace. The two were evenly matched and had yet to land any blows. 

Ryoga charged again, not one to wait for openings and swung his umbrella with the strength of a beast. Ranma evaded the huge swing once again. However Ryoga’s strike had obliterated the water fountain he had been standing on unleashing a burst of water into the air that Ranma had no means to dodge.

The liquid washed over him as he landed. He stepped out of the splash zone, no longer a he. The feisty, red-haired, alter-ego of Ranma had taken shape and she stood there a bit annoyed that it had occurred once more.

“Don’t think this changes anything Ryoga! My potential is just as high in this body as it is in…” Ranma stopped. Something felt odd in the pit of his stomach. The magical mist he and Ryoga had been inhaling to give them such powers was reacting differently to this new body.

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Path 1

Unbeknownst to the two warriors the inventors of the Potential-Peaker were a bit sexist. A man’s potential was measured in strength, courage, and honor. But a woman’s potential in their eyes was a bit different…

Ranma’s stance relaxed as she looked around the mists a bit lost. Her well-developed muscles began to loosen and fade as her body lost a considerable amount of power. Her fighting spirit and tactical skill dissipated from her mind. 

*POP* Ryoga and Ranma looked in shock as the buttons of Ranma’s top ricocheted down the alley as her breasts inflated to insane proportions. Her pants were spared this fate as his entire martial arts uniform warped into a floral kimono. Even if it was for the correct gender Ranma’s enormous bust and hips which were growing to match were impossible to hide. With a flutter of her eyelashes Ranko now donned a full face of makeup.

She looked over to the confused and distressed Ryoga. “Ryoga darling… Let’s get married!” Ryoga took off running down the alley as Ranko gave chase…

Years later.

“And that’s how me and your wonderful papa got married! It was a lot of work making my affections stick with him but I knew my charm would eventually wear down his shyness.”

“Can you still turn into a man?”

“No not anymore, after that change in the alley it seemed my curse was permanent, although I like to think that this was the true way to lift it! My real potential and purpose was to be your papa’s loving wife and your wonderful mother!”

“I don’t know if I believe you used to be a man mama…”

“Heehee, maybe I wasn’t. It doesn’t matter much though. Your papa is so in love with these curves and it would be-”

“EW! Gross mom!”

“Oopsie! Now you should probably run along to school dears. Me and your papa have a date today!”

END

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Path 2

Unbeknownst to the two warriors the inventors of the Potential-Peaker were from a culture where matriarchs were the norm. A woman’s potential was much greater, and much more complex than the man’s.

Ranma’s stance changed to one seemingly with more openings. One that shouted ‘You don’t scare me!’. Her width increased as her short female frame developed muscles nearly identical to her male form. Her braided pony-tail burst out as her untamed red mane fell down her back.

*POP* Ryoga looked in shock as the buttons of Ranma’s top ricocheted down the alley as her breasts inflated to insane proportions. Her pants were spared this fate as his entire martial arts uniform changed to a more Japanese style allowing her more room to maneuver. Even if it was a loose garment, Ranma’s enormous bust and hips which were growing to match, were impossible to hide. With a flutter of her eyes Ranma now donned some eyeshadow. Her body was made to birth strong, healthy children but also to protect and hunt. 

She looked over to the confused and distressed Ryoga. “Ryoga… I think me and you have the potential to make some really wonderful babies, don’t you?” Ryoga took off running with the amazoness Ranko right on his tail.

Years later.

“So for a few years I chased and fought your father until he finally submitted to my love. We were married soon after and opened the dojo together. And so if I can chase your directionless dad to the ends of the Earth, you should give up all hope of skipping out on your daily training. I will find you and catch you.”

“I’m not surprised you used to be a guy…”

“What was that you little runt? Two hundred more reps tomorrow you got that?!”

“D-Dad, help! You skip out on training all the time!”

“D-Don’t drag me into it she’s going to”

*POW* “Look at the example you’re setting for our kid! You get 1000 extra reps tomorrow!”

The downed Ryoga could only whimper. “Y-yes Ma’am.”

 END 

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So which end was your favorite guys? Also credits for the stories go to my friend Flash