"S-S-Shampoo… I-I'm n-not so sure t-this is a g-g-good idea!"
"Hmm? What wrong with Shampoo idea?"
"W-well…"
Ranma desperately searched for the words she needed to say, but the martial artist could barely speak straight as it was on account of her chattering teeth and trembling body. It was out of reflex, really, but she just couldn't help it. Not when faced with her single greatest hurdle thus far: Shampoo in a naughty white cat bikini, complete with ears, paw-shaped gloves, and even a matching tail that somehow moved on its own.
Apparently, this was the Amazonian's solution to try helping the martial artist overcome her crippling ailurophobia, but even if she loved Shampoo and appreciated the girl's rather unique idea, Ranma had her doubts. A lot of them, actually. Enough to win a Pulitzer Prize if she decided to write them all down.
And she definitely wasn't saying that because she was currently experiencing an odd mixture of fear and arousal right now. Fearousal? Yeah, fearousal.
In fact, there was good chance that Ranma might have pounced on Shampoo then and there if she wasn't wearing her current ensemble. Sadly, it seemed pouncing would have to wait for a bit.
"I-it's just… Y-you're a… a-a…" Ranma attempted to say, flinching when Shampoo's cat eats suddenly twitched just like the real deal before finally coughing up the word she was looking for, "C-c-cat…!"
"Yes, Shampoo is adorable kitty cat! Ranma's kitty cat!" Shampoo giggled sweetly as she climbed onto Ranma's bed, where the girl was currently cowering against her headboard. Even scared, the girl could clearly see the way Ranma's eyes roamed all over her body, which gave her plenty of incentive to smile excitedly as opposed to her lover. "Does Ranma like~?" She asked, coming to a stop in front of the redhead.
"I-I… W-well…" Ranma swallowed a thick lump before giving Shampoo another, less subtle once over as she sat upright. It was taking everything she had not to jump out of her window, much less not scream, but eventually the martial artist quietly uttered with a blush, "Y-you're… um… d-definitely very s-sexy and stuff…"
Hearing those words, soft spoken and terror-filled as they were, Shampoo's expression lit up with immediate delight. "Hooray! Ranma thinks Shampoo is sexy kitty cat~!"
Before the Amazonian could even stop herself, she suddenly lunged for Ranma, arms outstretched to embrace the redhead. Ranma almost instantly yelped in surprise, and even if Shampoo was currently human, the cat girl aesthetic she was currently dressed in had the martial artist flailing around in a panic.
"S-S-Shampoo!" Ranma cried out, her face heating up almost as red as her hair. Cat or not, Shampoo was still a very busty, very soft girl, and the dichotomy between the two was almost nonexistent because of her outfit. "L-let go! I-I… you… c-c-cat…!"
Ranma could already feel her mind already giving over to the cat-like thoughts and desires the Nekoken instilled in her. Just when it felt like her craving for tuna would overtake anything else, though, the martial artist suddenly felt a pair of lips against her own. She gasped, her eyes shooting wide open at the sudden but familiar sensation, and a quick glance down revealed that Shampoo had sneakily moved in to kiss her.
For as terrified as she was, Ranma instinctively melted into the comforting gesture, feeling her fears alleviate slightly at Shampoo's touch. Her arms soon found themselves tentatively wrapped around the Amazonian's midsection, holding the girl close as she did her best to calm the martial artist's nerves.
Eventually, Shampoo saw fit to separate herself from her beloved, if only temporarily. She then gave Ranma an apologetic smile as she said, "Aha… Sorry, Ranma. Shampoo get too excited again."
"…'s fine." Ranma softly said, still blushing and still a little terrified. The kiss was nice, though, and at least she wasn't entirely thinking about her cravings for fish now. "I enjoyed the kiss, at least… hehe…"
Hearing that, Shampoo smiled in triumph. She then continued to beam at Ranma as she pushed herself up slightly, peering down at the martial artist while a hand idly pawed at one of the redhead's breasts through her tank top.
"Well? Does Ranma still fear Shampoo as kitty cat?" Shampoo asked, her eyes hopeful that her sudden kiss had done something to alleviate the martial artist's fears.
"M-maybe just a little…" Ranma confessed, as really, she doubted there would be a time when she wasn't completely terrified of cats. With Shampoo dressed as she was now, though… Even someone as dense and scared of felines as herself could admit that the girl was drop dead sexy as a cat girl. "But, um… You're… a really n-nice k-kitty, though… And really sexy…" She slowly added, mustering up the courage to smile warmly at Shampoo.
"That all Shampoo need to know." Shampoo replied, giggling softly as she rewarded Ranma's answer with another affectionate kiss, which the martial artist wasn't as shy about returning this time. When they pulled away, the blue-haired warrior grinned and declared, "Okay! Shampoo has made decision! Once week, she will be Ranma's kitty cat! That way Ranma sure to not be scared of Shampoo or cats anymore then!"
"U-uh… I… suppose that's not a bad idea." Ranma relented, unable to refute her interest in having Shampoo coddle her like this… among other things. "Just… Don't let Nabiki know about this, alright? She'll never let me hear the end of it."
"Shampoo promises to keep lips sealed!" Shampoo swore, with her ears and tail flickering joyously as she began nuzzling her face against Ranma's, somehow managing to let out an affectionate purr as well.
Ranma let out a whine at the noise, but still managed to summon a soft smile as she and Shampoo cuddled, sharing an occasional kiss every now and then… among other, less safe for work gestures they also indulged in. They were only human, after all.
She was still terrified of cats and the like, but Shampoo, she decided, was one feline she would never truly be afraid of.
