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ROYAL REWARD: Shampoo's Meal (Food TF, Ranma)
🕑 Added 2025-10-03 13:56:15 +0000 UTCAkane’s knife sliced cleanly through the lettuce and the carrots, dicing them into neat strips and slices, like green notes and orange coins. Vegetable currency, for buying her good health with.
Just as she was about to start on the tomatoes, she heard footsteps behind her in the hall. Frowning, she looked over her shoulder, expecting to see Ranma, but instead she came face to face with–
She scowled in disgust. “Oh, it’s you.”
“Oh, ugly black-haired girl! What your name? Never mind–you just who Shampoo looking for.”
After a moment of hesitation, Akane put the knife back on the counter and turned to face her, arms folded. “Oh, really? You want to see me today, do you? I would have expected you to be looking for Ranma.”
Shampoo chuckled. “Shampoo not interested in Ranma for moment, ugly black-haired girl. Actually, Shampoo have important business with you first.”
“You have important business with me?” said Akane, squinting in surprise. What could the obnoxious Chinese bitch possibly want with her? “Look, if you’re planning to fight me over Ranma, you can get lost. I’m in the middle of something at the moment.”
Shampoo took a peek past her. “Oh, ugly black-haired girl cooking!” She giggled. “That appropriate! Shampoo come here for something to eat anyway.”
“Well if you’re expecting me to cook for you, you’re out of your mind,” said Akane, moving to wash her hands. “You can eat the scraps once we’re done like the rest of the stray cats.”
Shampoo’s eye twitched–clearly that one stung. “Shampoo not looking for handouts. Actually, Shampoo want to make own lunch.”
“What?” What the hell was she talking about? “Are you saying you want to use the kitchen?”
Shampoo reached into her top and pulled out a little sack, like a coin purse. “Something like that.” Pouring a tiny pile of soft pile dust into her palm, she took a deep breath, drew back, and–
Akane realized what was happening too late. “H-hey! What are you–?!”
–exhaled.
“Hey!” Sparkling pink dust swept over Akane’s body. She squealed, slamming her eyes tight and covering her mouth, but it wasn’t enough: before she knew it, some had slipped her into nose, and she found herself wrinkling it and sniffling, desperately, desperately trying not to–
“Achoo!”
–sneeze.
Poof! The instant the sneeze left her nose, Akane’s entire world went pink, consumed by an all-encompassing fog of sparkling pink dust. In the same instant, she dropped, thrown towards the floor like someone had struck her with a hammer. Her arms slammed into her sides, her head collapsed into her neck, and her entire body simply folded in on itself like a can under the crusher. She screamed, but before she could even get a sound of it, her jaws locked, and it froze in her throat.
Wh-what happened?! she cried in her head. What did she do to me?!
Slowly, the pink mist started to clear. What it revealed was more terrifying than anything so far: the sight of Shampoo grown to enormous proportions and looming over her like a giant. She tried to scream again, but she still couldn’t speak. She couldn’t move either, she found to her horror. When she tried, all she accomplished was making herself wiggle a little.
Shampoo’s mouth curled into a giant grin. “Ohohoho! Look at you now, ugly, black-haired girl! Shampoo much prefer how you look now!”
Akane wanted to scream at her. What had she done?! What had she done to her?!
Snickering, Shampoo rummaged in her purse. “Here. Shampoo bet you want to know what you look like.” She held up a little mirror.
Akane stared into the glass and quailed at what she found there. Instead of her beautiful, modest figure, it was nothing more than a statue. A statue of her! A tiny statue of her carved out of jelly and posed on a plate with its legs together and its arms by its side, grinning happily. In terror, she tried to scream again, but all she could do was wobble slightly from side to side. N-no!
Giggling, Shampoo bent down and scooped her up. “Mmmm~, you looked tasty like this, jelly girl. Make much better dessert than you ever did potential bride. Shampoo think Ranma much prefer to eat you than to wed you. Ahahaha.”
Akane tried to grit her teeth and scream. Y-you won’t get away with this, you stupid, bun-haired–H-hey! Hey! P-put me down!
The world whirled as Shampoo lifted her into the air. Up close, the other woman’s face was terrifyingly large. “It okay though. You not have to worry–Shampoo not feed you to Ranma.”
Akane released a sigh of relief.
“Shampoo have much better idea.” Her stomach rumbled.
Horror lanced Akane’s mind. Sh-she couldn’t mean it, could she? She knew they’d been rivals for Ranma’s love, but Shampoo would never actually eat her, would she?
Grinning, Shampoo planted her on the counter, grabbed a spoon, and leaned in close, licking her lips with a feline expression. “Mmm~, which end should Shampoo start with?”
Neither!
“Shampoo think she start with feet.” And with a giggle, she took her spoon and calmly pushed Akane over. Landing on her back, she screamed as a wave of jiggling rolled through–she felt so erogenous!
Nothing could have prepared her for what happened next though. Grinning, Shampoo raised her spoon and, without further warning, sliced Akane’s feet off just over the ankles. Scooping them up, she plopped them into her mouth.
And as Shampoo chewed, blast after blast of incomprehensible pleasure rolled through Akane’s body like the shockwave of a bomb. She screamed, twisting and shaking inside, wishing she were still human simply so she could cum.
It was just an appetizer. Inch by inch, Shampoo worked her way up Akane’s body, devouring her lower legs and her thighs and leaving her mewling like a mindless thing as she snaffled up her pussy. When she reached her breasts, the pleasure came even stronger, so intense she barely even noticed her eating her arms.
Soon, all that remained was Akane’s head. Scooping it up, Shampoo raised it to her lips. Akane could only tremble, too blissed out of her mind even to care at this point, as they neared her.
“Thank you for being such tasty treat,” said Shampoo. And leaning in, she kissed her.
Akane could only scream. Nnnn~! S-stop! D-don’t you…! Don’t you dare!
“Zài jiàn~.” With that, Shampoo opened her mouth and stuffed her inside. Everything went dark.
The last thing Akane thought, before Shampoo’s teeth crushed her, was how she hoped she went to the fat bitch’s butt.
