When Akane and Ranma got home from school, Kasumi asked Ranma to spar with Akane. After Akane had changed into her gi, she trotted into the dojo, only to find that Ranma was running through a kata.

Kasumi entered behind Akane, closing the doors after her. As She knelt, she watched Akane stretch and Ranma finish his kata. Then the two youths took their stances. Ranma with one hip cocked to support his weight. Akane in, what Kasumi had started to call the snorting bull stance, arms up to punch or block as needed, ready to charge that red shirt.

By some unspoken command Akane exploded into movement. She flowed through her forms like a raging river. Her muscles flexed and flowed like silk under her gi...

...Ranma floated like a leaf on the wind before her assault. Nothing less then half an inch between his form and her attacks.

"Ranma, Attack for every other dodge!" Kasumi called out.

He jumped over the body kick, ducked the strike to his head, and tapped her nose with two fingers. Only to get hit by a jab to the chest. he blocked her kick and swept her feet out from under her. She rolled with fall and was on her feet in time to block his fist...only to have left herself open to a flash kick to her hip.

With a grunt, she fell to the floor, as her leg gave out under her. Kasumi was there is to rub the Charlie Horse out. "Not bad, I doubt anyone could have done better then you did." Kasumi told her, "You need to build speed and work on aerial movement, or try adapting wrestling into your style. Ranma is too fast as he is now. But if you can land a blow, it would knock flying. You did not have any power behind your jab or he would have been in the wall."

Kasumi helped Akane to her feet. "Go wash up." turning to look at her new charge. "Ranma, We are going shopping. You will be Female. I would like you to wear a dress or at least a female top and skirt. You may ask Nabiki if you want to look through her closet, other wise you have the run of mine. " She tossed a water balloon at Ranma's chest.

The sour look on Ranma's face said it all. "What about underclothes?"

Kasumi grinned "You may wear boxers for now, and your choice of top will decide if you need a bra today." She took Ran-chans hand and walked into the house.

---------- Wearing a bra and button down blouse, tied under her ample bust, and short skirt from Nabiki's closet, Ranma looked at her reflection. Holding her nose to prevent a nosebleed, she grinned. She had to change into a pair of panies. her boxers were too long. She was every man's dream girl. Showing more the five inches of mid-drift, and more cleavage then she thought possible, She turned to look at Kasumi...And lost her breath.

Kasumi had braided her long hair, and was wearing a leather, ass-tight skirt. a leather vest showed a hair less cleavage Ranma. Knee high boots with three inch heels finished off her outfit.

Ranma had to look at her simple sandaled feet to avoid a nosebleed.

Arm in arm the two new made females entered the front room. "Father, Ranma and I are going shopping. We will be out for about an hour."

"Alright Kasumi." Neither father looked from their game.

As they walked through the market, every male was stunned. The only time they seemed to snap out of their trace was when their booth was visited by the two beauties. At the end of shopping, they had only spent 32% of what they had started with, but Ranma had been felt up three times and Kasumi twice.

When the third time Some guy grabbed Ranma, Ranma dislocated the arm, displaced the wrist, and broke the fingers of number Three. No one touched either female after that.

On the way home, Kasumi pulled Ranma into a clothes shop. After trying on a few things, Ranma and Kasumi had a small number of packages.

Then they headed home...Ranma had a dinner to cook.