Disclamier: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon!
Chapter Four: Experimentations
The Next Day…
Squad 12; R&D
"I see…" Nemu noted, scribbling notes down on a clipboard as she sat with Rukia, who told her of the previous night. "I'm glad that you're able to make it back."
"Barely," Rukia groaned, back to normal. Beside her was the leotard, the source of all the insanity that'd happened to her the night before. "I'm lucky I was able to convince Captain Ukitake I was simply scouting the forest for Hollows all night and that I'd lost my clothes to an acid-spitting Hollow. It was still embarrassing to steal a pair of clothes off someone's line," she blushed.
"And you're sure the Hollows were destroyed?"
"I think so. I kinda lost all sensation when I orgasmed but when I came to, they were gone. I can only assume they're dead, otherwise they'd just killed me."
"Hmm…" Sitting back, Nemu thought about what might have happened and came to a conclusion. "I believe," she turned her gaze to the leotard, "that the outfit has a form of self-defense. It's possible that it took all of the energy your body created while suffering an orgasm and turned you into a bomb, the shockwave killing the Hollow since they were at ground zero. A Deathgasm, if you will. And since you didn't kill the gorilla Hollow when it made you climax or the plant Hollow when you masturbated on top of it, I'd say that the leotard uses the bodily fluids that was released inside of you as a catalyst."
"Deathgasm?" Rukia shivered at the sinister name. "Good thing I wasn't with Renji. I'd have turned him into a crater."
"Not true," Nemu interjected. She turned to the computer next to her and hit some keys, data involving the leotard popping up on the screen. "From what I could tell, Kisuke devised the suit as an experiment in purifying Hollows. The Deathgasm would destroy any Hollow or Arrancar, but it won't activate in the presence of another Soul Reaper.
"I see," Rukia said, taking it all in. She tried not to look at the leotard but every so often her eyes would glance over to it, feeling the compulsion to put it back on.
"In addition, I believe I know why those Hollows had their way with you instead of just finishing you off," Nemu noted. "As you noticed, your spirit energy is converted into your body mass, making you considerably weaker. However, a side effect of the change is that your body produces an extremely powerful pheromone that entices everyone around you, including Hollows. The more aroused you are, the stronger the pheromone."
"Well that explains a bunch." Sighing, Rukia stood up. "Thanks, Nemu. What do you want done with the leotard?" Part of her wanted to never touch the thing again but the devil on her shoulder kept tempting her to put it back on.
"Well, perhaps we should return it to the vaults before Master Mayuri discovers it's missing."
"Oh, on the contrary!" came a voice from the darkness, making both girls gasp. "I believe this is the perfect opportunity to see Lieutenant Kuchiki's enhanced form's full potential." Out of the shadows emerged Mayuri Kurotsuchi, the mad scientist of Squad Twelve.
Rukia paled. She knew from the look in Mayuri's eyes that he'd heard their entire conversation. "Captain Kurotsuchi! I swear we can explain!" She grabbed the leotard and held it out. "We only found the leotard during the earthquake and-"
"Oh please, as if I care about that trinket," Mayuri waved dismissively. "However, the fact that you deliberately stole from my archives is something I find most offensive. However," his smile turned into a wicked grin as he walked over to the two. "Overhearing your conversation, I believe we can come to an agreement."
Sweat dripped down the side of Rukia's face. She knew that Mayuri was outright blackmailing her. "What…do you have in mind?" she asked, fearful of being dissected. "What do you know about this thing?"
"Oh, it was an experiment that Kisuke Urahara foolishly cooked up in his downtime. Though I must say, I believe that it fits you better than it did Nemu's predecessor."
"Hiyori?" Rukia remembered the spunky blonde girl who was with Ichigo, a member of the Vizards. "Kisuke made it for her?"
"Yes, I believe that it was his way of a sick joke," Mayuri said. "I thought about applying it to Nemu but the last thing I need is for her to be some lust-crazed idiot. However, I feel that you're a more suitable candidate. So I propose that you volunteer yourself to help me examine your new body. If you agree, then Captain Kuchiki and Ukitake won't hear about your misadventures last night."
Rukia cursed. Of all the people to find out she'd been ravished by Hollows, it just had to be Mayuri. Knowing that if the man blabbed to her brother she'd be forever shamed, she knew she had to agree or risk dishonor. "I agree to your terms, Captain Kurotsuchi," she said, trying hard to put on a brave face.
"Excellent. Now if you please come with me, we've much testing to do…"
Minutes later…
Mayuri's testing room
Blood was the color of Rukia's face as she stripped in front of Mayuri. She'd no doubt that the man had seen countless naked bodies before but after last night she was hesitant to get naked before another. At Mayuri's behest she put the leotard back on, her head rolling back as she transformed.
Mayuri examined Rukia's new body closely, breathing through filters shoved up his nose to keep himself from inhaling her erotic pheromone. Nemu was behind a wall of glass to keep her from losing herself as well. "Very fascinating," Mayuri noted as he walked around Rukia. "Your drop in spirit energy is considerable, but given your enhancements and your self-defense pheromone it's more than adequate protection against a feral Hollow. I doubt you'd be able to entice Arrancars so easily but I guess we'll know soon enough."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Rukia asked, feeling hot under the collar from Mayuri's inquisitive stare.
"You'll see soon enough. Now then, if you'd please lie down?" he asked, gesturing to the table. As the buxom lieutenant laid herself on the table, Mayuri noted the subtle change in appearance. "Your hair is changing," he pointed out. "A sign of your body becoming more and more acclimated to the leotard. Hiyori didn't exhibit a change like that but then again she was blonde to begin with. Still, the more your body becomes used to the suit, the more your body will change. I'm curious as to what will become of you once the change is complete, in terms of both your body and mind."
Rukia didn't understand what Mayuri was saying but she tried to ignore it and waited patiently for whatever it was that the man had in store for her. "What are you going to do to me?"
"Patience, my dear lieutenant. Science cannot be rushed," Mayuri chastised, rummaging through a drawer. "Since you're a valuable lieutenant, as well as the precious sister of our esteemed Captain Kuchiki, my options are rather limited at the moment for what I can and can't do to you. However," he pulled out a remote and turned around, grinning. "Examining the changes within you will still be quite exciting to explore." He hit the remote and turned on the table.
From the sides of the table emerged several electrical nodes tied to wires. The nodes attached themselves to Rukia's barely covered form, the girl sweating nervously as two of the nodes attached themselves to her nipples, already hard from the lab's cold atmosphere. Hearing something else come from the table, she looked up to see Mayuri looming over her. She blushed as he exposed her breasts and her pussy before gasping when she saw a large snake-like tendril emerge from the end of the table, its electronic eye aimed right at her vulnerable pussy. "What is it going to do?"
"Oh, it's just going to give you a biometric scan," Mayuri informed her as he put more nodes on her breasts. "From the inside, of course."
"Gahh!" Rukia cried out as the tendril lurched forward and invaded her pussy, feeling a sense of déjà vu from the plant Hollow. Mayuri stood back and hit more buttons on the remote, activating the nodes on Rukia's body. Sparks sizzled across her sweaty skin as she was shocked. "Ahhhh!" she shouted, her body seizing up from the electricity. "What are you doing?!"
"The biometric scanner requires the subject to be adjusted to your insides by shocking your body, allowing it to read your vitals through the electric currents. That and it's fun to hear women scream." He hit the button again, shocking Rukia even more.
Rukia gripped the edges of the table. The electrical torture wasn't hurting her. Quite the contrary, it was making her even hotter. She arched her back when she felt the tendril inside of her start to move around, poking and prodding at her insides before giving her a shock of its own. "Ohhhhh!"
"Oh my. It seems she's already in a state of hyperarousal," Mayuri told Nemu, standing in front of the glass.
The slut inside Rukia was awakened once again as her body was "examined" by Mayuri's toys. "Oh god!" she slurred, sticking out her tongue lewdly as she got another jolt. "More!"
Mayuri happily obliged her, hitting her with another shock. Rukia's teeth clenched as the tendril inside her twisted and moved. Her transformation kept making her tight, making every experience she had as good as the first time she had sex. Ignoring the observing Soul Reapers, Rukia reached down and started rubbing her clit, bucking her hips as the tendril began to work in and out of her like a man's cock. "Ooooh! That feels so good!" she moaned, cupping her breast with one hand.
Rukia's vitals scans appeared on the computer screen in front of Nemu in the control room. "The biometric scans are almost complete, Master Mayuri," Nemu told her father. "A few more minutes and we'll have all the data we need."
"A pity. I'd have loved to modify her body a little more," Mayuri lamented. He'd always hated Byakuya and experimenting on his sister would really stick it to him. "Still, best let her enjoy the moment.
The girl raised her hips, pleading for the tendril camera to go deeper inside of her. She was hit by another wave of electricity, her mind going blank as the feeling inside her began to spill over. "Oh god! Fuck me! Make me cum!" She grabbed her legs and pulled them back, letting the tendril go deeper. "Faster! Harder! Deeper!"
Hitting a few more buttons, Mayuri decided to oblige the bimbo. Rukia's wails of ecstasy filled the lab as the tendril spun and vibrated inside of her, a symphony of sensation assaulting her womanhood. Her face twisted with debauchery as she felt a huge orgasm about to hit her. "Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhhhh!" she moaned lewdly, showing Nemu and Mayuri her sex-face as she came, her pussy tightening around the tendril as Mayuri gave her one last shock. "OHHHHHHHHH!"
The lieutenant began to spasm from her electrical orgasm, the table soaked by her gushing liquids. Falling back, Rukia landed on the table with a loud thud, a silly smile on her face. The tendril gave a few beeps, indicating that it was done reading Rukia's data. Mayuri hit the return button and watched as Rukia shivered from her pussy being emptied. The nodes retreated back into the table as well, leaving Rukia in peace.
As Mayuri approached her, he noticed that another bit of Rukia's hair turned blonde. He mentally filled it away before turning Rukia's head side to side. "Oh dear. Did she die from just that?" When Rukia's eyes fluttered awake, Mayuri scowled. "Oh well. Next time, I suppose."
As Rukia sat up she looked at the captain, trying her hardest to rein in the urge to pounce on top of the man. "Is that everything?' she asked while panting.
"That's quite enough. You may remove your garment." He watched Rukia get up and remove the leotard, becoming her small petite self once more. As Rukia got dressed, Mayuri decided to let her in on something. "There's one last caveat to wearing the leotard as far as I'm concerned," he said.
"What?"
"Well, I don't know what was going through his head but Kisuke designed it that it couldn't be removed in the presence of Hollows or when you're in a stressful situation. As you've experienced it bonds with your nervous system, allowing you to feel pleasured where you'd otherwise feel pain."
Rukia sighed. "I…" she struggled to think. Her mind was awash with thoughts, some of them lewd. "Aren't you going to take it back?"
"I've no use for it. I am curious as to what prolonged use will do to you so it would be prudent to let you keep it," Mayuri explained. "Still, you should proceed with caution while wearing it…" he ominously said with a grin. "You might not want to take it off after a certain point."
The girl looked down at the leotard with a sense of foreboding. As much as she kept telling herself to throw it away or give it back to Mayuri, she found she didn't really want to. "Okay. I'll be careful," she said, more to herself than to the captain.
"Very well. Now if you'd please?" he said, cocking a thumb to the door. "I must sanitize the table for my next experiment. And you can be rest assured. I've no reason to tell anyone of your little garb."
Thanking the captain, Rukia exited the R&D department. She walked all the way back to her room, not stopping until she was inside. She breathed a sigh of relief that it was all over.
Still, she was worried by what Mayuri had said and by what had happened to her at the hands of those Hollows. "If I can't take it off when I'm near a Hollow, then I won't wear it at all when I'm around them," she told herself, trying her best to gather her restraint. She was surprised, though, when she saw a Hell Butterfly flutter in from outside the window. She held out her hand and let it play its message. "A meeting of the lieutenants?" She changed into a good uniform and got going. "I'd better hurry."
She reached Squad One and stood in line with the other lieutenants, Nemu winking at her as she passed by. Standing next to Renji, Rukia whispered, "Renji! What's this about?"
"Our new mission," the redhead explained. "We're about to be deployed."
"To where?"
They were interrupted when the doors opened and the Head-Captain strolled in. Even with one arm gone Rukia was still intimidated by Yamamoto. "Lieutenants, I call upon you now for an important mission. Your next assignment lies in Hueco Mundo, the realm of the Hollows!"
Rukia gulped. Maybe it wouldn't be so easy to keep herself from wearing the leotard after all…
To be continued