Ichigo and Orihime had been married for a few months now and Orihime was at a loss for what to get Ichigo for his first birthday as her husband. Ichigo told her she didn't have to get her anything but she knew he was just trying to be nice. She told him okay just because it would make it easier to surprise him. No one, not even Ichigo could have guessed that sweet, innocent Orihime had another, much wilder side to her. A side she would use to giver her husband the best gift he's ever gotten.

Rangiku was visiting the world of the living again, getting wasted at the bar as usual. Orihime walked up to her, her head lying on the bar. She ran her fingers through the strawberry blonde bombshells long, flowing hair, tapping on her shoulder to try and wake her up. When she didn't respond, Orihime yanked on her hair, causing her to finally get up and yelp at the pain. Rubbing out her eyes, Rangiku was shocked. She expected to see her captain pulling her hair but it was cute little Orihime.

"Orihime? Geez, since when did you get so assertive?" Rangiku asked.

"Sorry. You weren't waking up and I just wanted to pull your hair." Orihime said, giggling.

Rangiku giggled with her and grabbed Orihime's hair, pulling it in retaliation, making Orihime yelp. They both laughed, deciding they were even. Rangiku ordered another round for the two of them.

"So, what brings you here, Hime? Did marrying a prude like Ichigo drive you to drink?" Rangiku asked.

"No. But Ichigo is why I'm here. His birthday is coming up and I wanted your help with his present." Orihime responded.

"What did you have in mind?" Rangiku asked.

"Well..." Orihime said before forming a naughty smile on her face and whispering something to Rangiku, making her giggle.

"Wow, Orihime. I never saw you as the kind of girl to do something so bold." Rangiku said.

"Neither does anyone else, least of all Ichigo. I wanted to wait until we were married to show him my naughty side. To prove to him that he means more to me than anything." Orihime explained.

"Okay, Hime. I'll help you. It sounds hot, anyway. I just hope Ichigo won't mind that he'll no longer be the only one to have tasted your forbidden fruit." Rangiku said.

"He's a man. He'll love it." Orihime reassured as their drinks finally arrived.

The two busty beauties made a toast before chugging their drinks but Orihime overestimated her drinking ability and spilled some of the booze into her glorious cleavage. The cold liquid hardening her nipples and making her shiver as she yelped. Rangiku chuckled and beht down to lick the sake from her friend's cleavage, making Orihime moan. She then tilted her head back up and gave Orihime a short but passionate kiss.

"Thanks, Rangiku." Orihime said.

"No, Hime. Thank you." Rangiku replied.

The two girls hugged, poking their massive tits together and palming each other's plump asses before leaving, knowing that this was just a tiny taste of what was to come. Orihime was so excited that her nipples never softened. She was ecstatic. Both for what was to come and how her man would react to seeing it.