Do you remember that scene from “Young Frankenstein” where Gene Wilder is in bed, tossing and turning with anxiety? Then he cries out “All right, you win. You win. I give. I’ll say it. I’ll say it. I’ll say it. DESTINY! DESTINY! NO ESCAPING THAT FOR ME! DESTINY! DESTINY! NO ESCAPING THAT FOR ME!

I give up. It’s that I feel many animes are going overboard with the fan services to the point that the show is impaired from being as good as it could be. Now, it seems some have dropped the pretense and are pure fan service, so if you are on the prowl for such offerings, here you go.

I have always had problems with Ikki Tousen in the fan service aspect of it. I mean, we are talking major league perversion. In the first series, Ikki has no concept of undergarments and is, for the most part, naked, her gigantic jugs heaving about for guys to grope and grab, and the guys grope and grab, as her gigantic jugs are heaving about. Forget conjugating verbs! And when these ladies fight, they are pretty much denuded while in their combat mode. I gave this the highest rating on my ecchi meter, not just merely for the nakedness, but the other aspects of it, mainly intent and implication.

There is heavily hinted at oral sex; Mom disciplines Ikki by spanking her over her knee, firm tushy proudly exposed; garments hang on in the fights because of an erected ninny keeping it in place; women buy the wrong sized garments, so they are constantly spilling upwards and outwards. There may be a good story in there, but it is totally and completely buried under mounds of flesh. The picture above is tame, as I needed something to get past the censors.

I seriously debated watching the second season (“Dragon Destiny”) when I noticed it came with a six-episode OVA. The first episode’s title was enough to grab anyone’s attention, “Seito’s Big Boobs”. Since I already knew about its ecchi predilections, I decided to check it out. For those who want pure fan service, here it is. You can really keep abreast as to what’s going down.

The plot is so thin it’s transparent. In order to relax from training and fighting, we all go to ahot springs. A Female-Only hot springs. You see full-on nakedness right from the get-go, boobs thrust into your face, undergarments straining at their responsibilities, as we see them all preparing to go into the springs by getting naked. There are no modesty bars or light flares or errant steam clouds. As Dan Akyroyd said in “Dragnet”: “No, no. They’re quite impressive, bordering on spectacular.”

There is no plot, just a glorious excuse to show everyone lounging about or checking out what the other person has or other kinds of soapy, watery fun. Then, Mom shows up and it’s cosplay time and it gets even more insane and more naked and more perverted. Why did Mom arrive? Who cares! More nudity!

I am still debating whether or not to watch the full second season, but for those who want just to ogle until your eyes explode out of your head, this is the place. And with the episodes even shorter than any “Hetalia” (not a single “Ikki” OVA clocked in over four minutes), think of it as a kind of pit stop for your libido. Bring a sponge.

On a scale of 1 to 10:

Artwork            10 (My, oh, my)
Plot                    5 (The bare minimum, and that’s the naked truth)
Pacing                8 (They pack a lot into 4 minutes)
Effectiveness      5 (Unimportant)
Conclusion         4 (It’s an OVA; it really has no genuine conclusion)
Fan Service       10 (This is it)

Overall              7 (More like an appetizer)

And remember, it’s first run until you’ve seen it. “They’re quite impressive, bordering on spectacular.”