Best Served Cold(Ranma TG)

(A little surprise for the new adaption coming out)

"Nngh sh-shiiit..."

Ranma couldn't explain what was happening, Ryoga inviting him to a special hot spring. Hot water was meant to be safe, but in this one, some ancient magic made the cold water boil while hot water solidified. Tiny chill bubbles of perspiration coiled over his skin, the first sign of something off happening as his complexion paled, his scant body hairs peeling away as his kinked ball hairs shaved into a tight red triangle. And then there was the arousal.

Usually, all his changes were over and done with in a moment. Sure there was a brief moment of what could be called ecstasy, but it didn't compare to this slowly building change, the martial artist flailing as his muscles were left in flux, half shifting to fat, half in their usual spots as he found himself writhing in horny helplessness, moaning in the cool steam.

It was so thorough, striking deeper than any chinese kenpo strike, his muscle ever so slowly shifting as his arms atrophied, his moans quivering as the lump in his throat eased in and out of existence, urged from his body's own hot, pleasured sweat.

This left him in flux, his struggling form unable to be consistently changing, his cock trembling as it dived into his spreading innards only for the flush of arousal to send the cock segments back out in a back and forth of pure bliss and unsatisfactory need. The overall chill air certainly leaned in one direction but it was like his body was resisting in the worst way possible, nipples perking only for their own need to dampen the pleasure, only to surge back up as the chill mist clung to his erect nips.

Ryoga, he had to find Ryoga, the cute martial artist filling his head with conflicting images and sensations, his dick bobbing in and out as his clammy thoughts clouded with arousal, the thought of Ryoga doing this to him simultaneously revolting and arousing.

The chill was diving deeper, his skin now staying hairless and clear, his frantic squirming turning him on as the sensitized skin only fueled his fantasies, Ryoga now tied subconsciously to the bliss he was feeling as his balls shrunk more with every cool breeze, swelling out his shrinking cock in increasingly pathetic displays of masculinity. She felt so cold, so warm, so so-

"OHHHHHHH~!"

She came out his cock, the feminine needs growing as his nipples swelled and shrank, the clammy fat deposits refusing to pull back after a certain point, that slight bubbling growth turning addictive. His sweat-soaked hair was chilled through the skin, the black burning red in its coolness, his drooling lips plumping as no matter how much his hot tongue licked them, the chill of femininity made them swell as her body was giving in.

"Sh-Shit no I can fiiiiiight th-hiiiiiis~!"

A stream of cum gushed from his cock, the chill steadily shrinking his balls, beating the heat of his spunk as it was less an orgasm as much as a forceful, necessary release, his tongue lolling over plump lips as red hair spilled past his thinning shoulders. He could see the thick pools of cum thinning to vaginal fluids in the chill air, his own pleasure fighting against the cold steam as his balls swelled out from their precise thrusting inwards, feeling like the teasing touch of a lover as they swelled before gushing, thumbing his innards further as the cold chilled his thighs to the bone.

"O-Ohhhhh fuuuuuck~! Ahhh~! I-I caaaan't b-heee enjoying th-HIIIIIIS~!"

His thighs were swelling, that chill introducing fat to his thighs, the swell of his less thermally gifted limbs shifting faster as chill, smooth flesh wrapped around his cock, the fluids thinning as they steamed out his tip, that chill diving into the flesh of his cock as it cycled between thrusting and pulsing out in increasingly rapid cycles, the microorgasms doing something to Ranma's mind as her moans grew more needy, her gender irrevocably shifting as she truly felt both sides of bliss in an endless pattern of thrust and release, spiraling towards a certain conclusion.

The first sign something was off was how horny the thought of Ryoga made her feel, the heat of her arousal allowing her b cup breasts to shrink back down to a's before the chill tweaked her nipples, her waist sucked inwards to slim perfection as she felt the mass of her waist bounce between surging her breasts out and lessening her curvy midriff in less and less effective bursts. Eventually her breasts were permanently fixed, her own mewling urging her on as she moaned Ryoga's name, her eyes wide with lust, her slender hands refusing to play with her cock as the rebounding organ continued to resist its changes from the same lust forcing it to shrink.

So much karate practice was being abandoned, all her training useless under the pleasured contortions of her shifting cock, hot cum making the insides repel the changes faster than the outer layers, Ranma feeling as it thinned and shrank, her chill thighs rubbing slowly and deliberately to not add to the heat that could slow the changes down.

She had never paid much attention in anatomy lessons, but the sensations of her own innards chilling were truly maddening, her g spot triggering aplenty as her ass cheeks swelled, its internal contortions forcing her shrunken balls to squeeze faster as her hot cum ran dry, her squeals reaching a fever pitch as her prostate shifted back and forth between partial womb and its increasingly triangular baseline, her g spot eradicated in one final squeeze that split her hips apart as she screamed Ryoga's name.

There was a final gush of cum, the heat enough to push her half-formed clit back out and split it in twain, just as sensitive pink flesh flooded her brain with ecstasy and estrogen as her endless orgasm swelled her internal vaginal muscles out, her cock half-erect as the last of her cum was spilled. But the cold followed, nothing to resist as her balls collapsed, Ranma screeching in feminine bliss as she was well and truly fucked, her balls thrusting deep beyond what she even knew could be fucked, her thick thighs squeezed over her shrinking cock as the chill air shrank it down and down.

There was a wet pop, Ranma's squeal dying to a cute mewl as her only semblance of masculinity collapsed, the freshly fucked girl moaning with need as her shaft sank into her chilly folds, her tip shrunk into a taut, tender clit.

"RYOGAAAA~!"

She felt so different now, her thoughts of being a man fucked from her chilled brains, the curse completed as she came properly as a girl, hopelessly horny for her beloved Ryoga. Ah she could imagine being in his arms even now, the former martial artist tamed into a subby, doting girlfriend.

For his part, the other martial artist was disturbed, a sopping wet Ranma in more ways than one drooling over him as even with hot water, she wasn't turning back. This was why you never trust Happosai for vacation spots as a now boy-crazy Ranma was ready to do anything to be his woman, and Ryoga was ashamed to admit he might not have the strength to stop her…