Ichigo 1/2
Chapter 6
A.N.: I know I said that this would be a IchigoXUnohana fic, but I've decided to make Unohana the grand finale.
Warning: Lemon!
The Next Day, 8:00 A.M.
Ichigo was gently shaken out of her sleep by the captain. "Ichigo, it's time to wake up." The girl's eyes slowly open to see Captain Unohana standing over her. "Come with me Ichigo. Lieutenant Matsumoto and I need to get you ready for the day."
Ichigo sat up, wiping the sleep from her eyes. "What…what do you mean?" She got up and followed the woman as she walked out of the bedroom adjacent Captain Unohana's. The previous day Ichigo had been led to Squad 4 where Captain Unohana kept an eye on her as she made her rounds in the medical facility. Looking back Ichigo did feel a little stupid, a bit ashamed at her mistrust in her friends.
Regardless, Ichigo followed her into a nearby room. Ichigo was confused as she saw a table filled with beauty products on it. Next to the table, standing near a bathtub filled with water was Rangiku. "Oh Ichigo you look so pretty!" she said, bouncing up and down at the sight of Ichigo's new form. "First thing's first: let's get you cleaned up." Before the substitute could react the strawberry blonde reached for her night robe and pulled it off. Captain Unohana slapped her hands away when Ichigo tried to cover herself. "Now now Ichigo, no need for that. Now if you'd please get into the tub."
Not wanting to stand there nude, and also wary of the looks the two were giving her, Ichigo walked over and dipped a foot into the water before yelping in shock. "COLD! SO COLD!" She took a few steps back before Unohana intercepted her and put her hands on her shoulders. "Silly Ichigo; well of course we can't put you in hot or warm water. You'd change back and that defeats the purpose of this. Now if you please?" she said in her kind but scary tone.
Knowing that she wouldn't get away with defying the captain for third time Ichigo did as she ordered. She cringed as the cold water enveloped her. "Good girl, Ichigo!" Rangiku said, chipper after getting her hands on as many beauty products as she could. The woman and Unohana grabbed sponges and proceeded to wash and scrub Ichigo. Ichigo became more uncomfortable when Rangiku began scrubbing her below the belt, jumping as the cold sponge touched her. What put her off more was the look in her eyes, like a cat sizing up the mouse.
Once they were finished scrubbing they moved to Ichigo's hair. Despite her reservations Ichigo couldn't help but moan as Unohana massaged her scalp as she shampooed her hair. 'Good lord, the woman's got magic hands…' Unohana smiled at her reaction and kissed her forehead. "See? It's not so bad, is it?" The substitute remained silent as they finished washing her.
Once Ichigo was out of the tub and dried off, Rangiku pulled out clothing from the trunk. Any comfort afforded during the bath died when she saw what it was. It was a pink kimono adorned with white lilies. "…NO WAY IN HELL AM I WEARING THAT!"
A hand was placed on Ichigo's bare shoulder, "Ichigo, Lieutenant Matsumoto spent a long time finding a kimono that fits your size, so please humor her." Once again Ichigo's blood went cold at the woman's tone before relenting. "Wait. How do you know my size?" she asked as Rangiku fixed a bra onto her. "Oh, I took measurements while you slept last night. You're quite the heavy sleeper Ichigo." Rangiku sat Ichigo down on a stool after she'd slipped the kimono onto her. Rangiku reached for a can of hairspray.
"Now let's turn you into a proper lady, Ichigo!"
1 Hour Later….
Squad 4: SWA Meeting…
Nanao was about to start the meeting when the door opened. In walked Captain Unohana and Lieutenant Matsumoto. Everyone's jaw dropped as a third person entered behind them. Rukia's eyes swiveled in her head as she looked the girl over up and down. "Ic…Ichigo?" Yachiru bounced around in her seat, giddy with joy. "Wow Ichi! You're so pretty!"
Everyone gawked as Ichigo stood before them, looking absolutely stunning. Dressed in a beautiful pink kimono that had white lilies on it, Ichigo looked everything like how a proper woman was supposed to look. Her long orange hair was in a ponytail, tied with a red ribbon. Rangiku took the liberty of putting crescent moon earrings on Ichigo. The orangette looked highly uncomfortable dressed like that, especially since the lieutenant also applied fingernail polish onto her, painting her nails a deep red. 'For the love of God, please DON'T turn me back while I'm dressed like this….' Taking a seat in between the two, Ichigo could only whisper the only thing that her mind felt.
"…I feel hideous…."
Captain Unohana chuckled before turning her attention to the rest of the group. "Please excuse Ichigo. She just needs some time to adjust to her new surroundings. Am I right, Ichigo?" The girl quickly nodded yes, knowing that the captain had yet to let her off the hook for the previous day; if she ever planned to….
"Very well then, please continue Nanao."
Things pretty much went smoothly as the day's events went rolled by. Ichigo was forced to join in with the SWA as they went through their usual activity of flower arranging, something that she found she was sort of good act, what with being around Yuzu and all. Yachiru wouldn't stop commenting about how pretty she was, making Ichigo's face in a constant state of redness as the other women giggled (except Soi-Fon).
Afterwards Ichigo was dragged off by the Captain as she made her rounds. She kept her head down as everyone stared, trying not to draw too much attention. Sadly, that effort was wasted when she bumped headfirst into Byakuya, who raised an eyebrow at her appearance. For the first time in her life she saw him smirk as he saw her embarrassed condition. "Ichigo, for once you actually look presentable. I should've dunked you into the hot spring long ago."
'YOU POMPOUS JACKASS!' It took every ounce of self-control not to claw him. Things went all right after that, except for Yachiru popping up continually to comment on Ichigo's new-found beauty for the umpteenth time. Finally, as the night was beginning to become late, Captain Unohana escorted her back to her room. Closing the door, Ichigo took off her Tabi and sandals, rubbing her sore feet. To her dismay, she realized as she took everything off that the captain had neglected to return her sleepwear.
Ichigo sighed, both in exasperation and exhaustion. "Forget it. I've locked the door. If anyone tries anything I'll slice them…" she said as she climbed into bed nude. The summer heat forced her to sleep on top of the covers, the window illuminating the room. As she laid her head on the pillow she looked down at her female form. "Wow…I guess I really am hot…." An idea formed into her head, one that she was unable to keep away.
Deciding to say to hell with it, Ichigo's hands slowly trailed down her body. Ichigo palmed her bouncy breasts, closing her eyes as her thumbs traced around her nipples, she hissed as she pinched the hardened areoles as she rubbed her breasts together, feeling heat developing in her chest. Feeling a bit dizzy, her hand traveled lower as her legs spread wide. Cautiously she started rubbing her tender folds, gasping as she felt a jolt of pleasure when her fingers brushed against her clit. Emboldened by the minute Ichigo slid a finger inside her, her eyes closing as she felt a tightening sensation build in her stomach. She slid in another finger as Ichigo moaned from the delicious pleasure. This felt much more different to when Ichigo masturbated as a boy.
"My, Ichigo, I didn't realize that the hot spring tuned you into a pervert as well…."
Ichigo's eyes snapped forward and turned to the speaker, horrified at being caught playing with herself. Sitting on the windowsill was Yoruichi, in her black cat form. Even though Ichigo had a hard time reading Yoruichi sometimes, there was no doubt about the smug grin on the cat's face. "Oh dear, Ichigo, playing with yourself with your window opened where everyone could hear you. I'm starting to think I'm rubbing off on you."
The cat hopped down and landed on the bed before transforming with a "POOF!" Before Ichigo sat Yoruichi in all her glory, her beautiful body on display for the substitute to see. The woman crawled her way over to Ichigo, who sighed at the feel of her cool dark skin coming into contact with Ichigo's heated body. She gasped a little when she felt her knee come into contact with her womanhood but Yoruichi ran a hand through her orange locks. "Relax Ichigo. I'm gonna show you just how pleasurable being a woman is…"
Ichigo's hands ran through Yoruichi's purple hair as the woman pressed her soft lips against hers. Ichigo didn't even bother trying to put up her normal prudish reaction. She felt so hot and now here was Yoruichi on top of her. The woman pulled back from the kiss smiling at the debauched look on Ichigo's blushing face. Yoruichi wrapped her arms around Ichigo as her breasts mashed against hers, making the girl moan in pleasure. "I think I could get used to you like this, Ichigo…" Ichigo would've retorted back had Yoruichi not silenced her with another kiss.
The werecat rocked her body against Ichigo's making the girl hiss and moan as the werecat's knee pressed against her pussy. To Yoruichi's delight she responded in kind, pressing her own knee against her wet womanhood and pressed against it. Ichigo held onto her mentor as they continued to grind against each other.
The purple haired werecat moaned as her nipples rubbed together against Ichigo's making the heat swell up inside her. Ichigo placed her mouth on Yoruichi's neck, sucking it while trying to hold on while the knee pressing against her began to push her over the edge. Her hands reached beneath Ichigo and gripped her soft ass, squeezing it as their sweaty bodies began to grind faster and faster. The tension became too much for the transformed Ichigo, never knowing the pleasures of women, who took her mouth off of Yoruichi's neck and laid her head back on the pillow, the coil in her stomach on the verge of coming undone. "Yoruichi! I'm…I'm…I'm…." Yoruichi smiled and gave Ichigo a deep kiss, whispering as she pulled away. "Cum, Ichigo….
The face of Ichigo in ectastsy drove Yoruichi over the edge as well. The two of them yelled as they came, staining each other with their silver cum. Ichigo held onto Yoruichi while she shook like a leaf in the wind, panting heavily as she lay in Yoruichi's arms. Once the two came down from their highs, Yoruichi shifted to her side, holding Ichigo against her chest as she ran a hand through her hair. "Not bad Ichigo. You sure looked like you enjoyed yourself for someone who was so against being a woman," she teased. Ichigo mumbled something into her breasts as her eyes slowly closed, sleep overtaking her. Yoruichi chuckled at the innocent reaction of Ichigo and snuggled up next to her. In the morning she'd go back to cat form and head off before Ichigo woke up to see how Kisuke was doing on coming up with a way to fix this, but for the moment she wanted to enjoy Ichigo just as she was….
To Be Continued….