Orihime the Succubus
Final Chapter
IchigoXOrihime

A.N.: I apologize if my writing is a bit off. I've been watching too many Honest Trailers and now my inner writer's voice sounds like Batman.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon!

With Ichigo….
Squad 10; Lieutenant Quarters

Ichigo could feel his heart race as he followed Orihime into Rangiku's bedroom. The entire way there he saw Orihime stare at him with lustful eyes, intent on claiming him. If he was being honest he was surprised that she didn't try to jump him on the trek to the quarters.

Turning around, Orihime gave Ichigo the warmest of smiles; it would've put Ichigo at ease were it not for her hungry eyes. "So, Ichigo…what is it you wanted to talk about? Considering that I was in the middle of something important, it must've been awfully urgent," she said in an innocent voice, her fingers twirling a few strands of hair.

Seeing Orihime put on the innocent act made Ichigo all the more unnerved. This was so out of character for her that it chilled him to think about how much Tsukuyomi had corrupted her. "Orihime, I know everything." He steeled himself and took a step forward. He stared into her eyes and felt their hypnotic gaze but stood his ground. "I know about Tsukuyomi. I know about your new transformation."

"Oh? You do?" Orihime circled Ichigo while dropping the innocent act. Her hand traveled across his broad shoulders and back. Ichigo fought back a shiver from her soft touch. Stepping back in front of Ichigo, Orihime licked her lips. She'd been waiting for this for so long and nobody, not even Tsukuyomi, was going to deny her this. "You know I'm a Succubus? You mean…this?" she asked before transforming into her red demonic form.

Ichigo took a step back out of alarm as Orihime transformed. Her entire body had become corrupted by Tsukuyomi's influence. Remembering what Aizen told him, he knew that his path was clear. There was only one way to save Orihime…

He'd literally have to fuck the demon out of her.

Still, even though Ichigo knew she'd been corrupted in body and soul, he still tried to reach out to her. "Orihime, please," he begged. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he stared into her darkened eyes before pleading to her. "This isn't you! None of this is! Can't you see what she's done to you? You've hurt people! You've taken control of everybody! Can't you understand? Tsukuyomi has twisted your mind!"

"He lies," Tsukuyomi whispered into Orihime's mind, becoming miffed at the boy's words. "I've made you better. He's simply trying to stall the inevitable. It is time, Orihime," she commanded, driving Orihime's instincts. "Claim him. More than that, make him one of us. Then he will understand your new beauty."

'I couldn't agree more,' Orihime thought before stepping forward. Ichigo backed away until he was up against the wall but Orihime still stalked her way forward. Standing less than a foot away from Ichigo, she simply smiled. "No, Ichigo. What she's done to me has been wonderful." She ran a hand up her red-skinned leg. "I'm stronger, bolder and sexier." Deciding to try to appeal to the boy, she took his hands and held them close to her chest, looking him in his eyes. "Ichigo, won't you join me?" she asked. Stepping forward, she leaned close until her lips traveled towards Ichigo's. "Be mine, Ichigo. Forever…."

As Orihime planted her lips against Ichigo's, he could feel something stir within him, quickly realizing that she was trying to suck out his spirit energy. He tried to stop her but his arms suddenly felt like they were made of lead. 'I can't stop her! She's going to drain me dry! What do I do?'

His answer came when his Inner Hollow chimed in. "Don't worry, King. I've got you covered. Buckle your seatbelt!"

Orihime's eyes widened in alarm when the surge of spiritual energy she'd been absorbing came to a halt. When she looked at Ichigo she saw his eyes turn black and yellow. "What on earth?!" she shouted, taking a step back in alarm herself this time. In a matter of seconds a hole opened up in Ichigo's chest and he began to take on a frighteningly familiar form.

Ichigo flexed his hand, not used to the feeling of being fully Hollowfied. The sensation of having a hole in his chest an unfamiliar one. Glancing at his clawed hand, he asked his Inner Hollow mentally how he was still in control.

"I'm not trying to take over. I'm just feeding you my power. Now enough stalling. FUCK HER!" his Inner Hollow roared from inside him. Gulping, Ichigo prepared himself….

"Oho?" Tsukuyomi laughed from within Orihime's mind. "Looks like he wants to play. Don't give up now, Orihime. This is a battle of dominance. Simply overpower him and his silly Hollowfication will falter."

Without any hesitation Orihime reached for her school uniform's top and ripped it open, the buttons popping off as she revealed her chest to Ichigo. Ichigo, fueled by his inner desire thanks to Ogihci, stared intently at her red-skinned breasts while she shrugged out of her torn top. Her skirt met a similar fate as Orihime ripped it from her body, leaving her in her socks and shoes but nothing else. Following suit, Ichigo ripped off his clothes as well, finding a strange thrill as he stared at Orihime's corrupted, naked body while he himself was nude. He'd hoped that nobody nearby would notice his Hollow's spirit energy but figured that with the commotion at Squad One few would be paying attention to his direction.

Egged on by their darker halves, Ichigo and Orihime rushed each other. Ichigo was taken by surprise when Orihime, empowered by all of the spirit energy she'd absorbed, pushed him back against the wall before pressing herself against him. A growl escaped his masked lips when he felt her breasts pressing against his chest. He'd always secretly wondered how Orihime's tits felt in his most private fantasies. His clawed hand reached up and grasped one of her breast, squeezing it and enjoying how soft yet firm her tit was. Licking her lips, Orihime reached down to Ichigo's package and grasped his flaccid manhood. To Ichigo, Orihime's hand was as soft as velvet and he quickly found his cock rising at attention. Still, he wouldn't lose to Orihime.

Despite Orihime's increased strength, she was still no match physically against a fully hollowfied Ichigo when he grabbed her by the arms and lifted her up. A yelp escaped her when Ichigo tossed her onto the bed. "Ooooh? Already wanting to get right into it, eh?" she teased, turning around and running a finger up her bottom. "Does that mask make you last longer? I hope so…" she said with a seductive grin.

"Oh, you'll find out…" Ichigo said, getting onto the bed. Orihime's tail slithered up from between her legs to wrap around Ichigo's manhood. He growled in pleasure while grasping Orihime's large tits, roughly fondling them again in his clawed hands. In response, Orihime reached up and ran her hands up and down Ichigo's arms and shoulders. Her sensual touch was unbearable to Ichigo, who'd never known the pleasures of a woman's flesh.

Not content with letting Ichigo take the pace, Orihime sat up and gripped Ichigo's shoulders. When he felt Orihime's great strength and grabbed hold of her arms. The two got onto their knees and struggled to overtake the other. 'What on earth?! I'm Hollowfied and still she's this strong? Just what did that Succubus do to her?' Ichigo thought as they grappled on the bed.

Taking advantage of Ichigo's confusion, Orihime's grip on Ichigo's shoulders tightened and she threw him to the floor. Her eyes lit up as she stared down at Ichigo's erect cock, the long manhood throbbing. Before Ichigo could recover and sit up, Orihime pounced. Jumping off the bed, she landed on his lap and put her hands on his chest, keeping him pinned with her supernatural weight. "You have no idea how much I want this," Orihime teased, taking hold of his shaft and guiding the head towards her wet lips. "All I want Ichigo is for you to be mine. Now, there's nobody to stop me…." No longer content with waiting anymore, Orihime dropped her hips and lowered herself onto Ichigo's cock, taking his virginity. "Ohhhhh!" she moaned, her head rolling back as she sank down to the base. "So big! You really are better than Byakuya!"

Ichigo put that disturbing thought out of his mind and gripped Orihime's hips. Despite the fact that Orihime was vigorously bouncing up and down on his cock as if she was trying to nail him into the ground with her body, the feel of her warm walls surrounding his cock was exquisite. A growl escaped his masked lips as he thrust up into Orihime's warm snatch. He saw Orihime's enlarged breasts bounce wildly and reached for them. Orihime arched her back as Ichigo pawed at her breasts, sighing as his claws sunk into her supple skin.

The red-skinned Succubus rode Ichigo like a wild stallion, her tail curving downward and rubbed against Ichigo's balls, keeping him fully pleasured. But just when Orihime thought she had Ichigo right where she wanted him, the horned Hollow suddenly grabbed her waist and rolled over. Orihime gasped as Ichigo flipped her onto her back and started to piston into her with all of his raw power. Orihime wrapped her legs around his waist in a grip that was almost bone breaking had it not been for Ichigo's increased durability.

"So tight!" Ichigo grunted, his hips moving with a mind of their own. He smiled behind his mask as Orihime cried out with each thrust into her, her pussy tightening around him as if she never wanted him to leave her cunt. "Damn, Orihime! I never knew you could be such a slut!" he couldn't help but say.

"You love it and you know it!" Orihime teased. She reached for Ichigo's mask, intending to break it so she could reach Ichigo's lips again, intending on draining more of his energy. But Ichigo merely gripped her wrists and pinned her to the ground. Orihime shivered in fear from the look in Ichigo's darkened eyes, finding herself in a vulnerable positon for a change.

"By the time I'm done, Orihime, you won't be able to walk for a year!"

Hours later….

"AHHHHHHHH!" Orihime screamed as she came again, her juices gushing out of her hole as Ichigo pounded her pussy doggy-style. Nobody, not even Tsukuyomi, had fucked her hard for so long.

Ichigo tried to keep a steady grip on Orihime's sweaty body as he pumped in and out of her at a furious pace, his hips smacking Orihime's ass so hard it would break a normal woman. His chest, back and neck were covered in bite marks and scratches and he felt like his body was moving out of his control. 'It's been hours! How long can I keep this up? On that note: how have I even lasted this long?' he thought before grabbing Orihime's hair and pulling it back, making the Succubus yelp in pleasure before he cupped one of her swaying breasts with his free hand.

"Don't worry, King! I'm keeping your stamina fully charged!" said his Inner Hollow, who was loving every minute of this since in a weird way he felt what Ichigo felt. "Just keep it up! She can't take much more!"

Ogihci was more right than he knew. Orihime was on the verge of insanity. Never before had she experienced such brutality and bliss. Usually she was the one dishing it out onto others. Her tongue stuck out and her clawed hands toes scratched the floor as she desperately tried to hang on. 'He's too good! My pussy is melting!' She heard Tsukuyomi's voice but it was a muted whisper. She couldn't hear her over the sound of her own moans and the fapping sound of their bodies coming together. "OHHHHHHHHH! FUCK ME, ICHIGO! FUCK MEEEE!"

"Now's your chance, King!" Ogihci said as Orihime gushed once more. "Shove that demonic bitch out of her!"

Whipping off his mask, Ichigo leaned forward and turned Orihime's head, kissing her deeply. In a fitting role-reversal, Ichigo started to feed Orihime his spirit energy.

"No!" Tsukuyomi screamed as she felt Ichigo's dark spirit energy start to encroach upon Orihime's soul. "Fight it, Orihime! You can beat him! You can claim him!"

"Ahhhh…" Orihime moaned as their lips parted, a stream of energy going from Ichigo's mouth to hers. "Ichigo…"

"Orihime…" the white-skinned Ichigo said, caressing her cheek. "I love you. And I won't let her control you anymore." He pressed his lips against hers and fed her as much energy as he could, his Hollowfication dwindling as he did.

Thanks to his actions, his Inner Hollow was unable to keep his stamina up. When the last of his Hollow's spirit energy spent, Ichigo held Orihime tightly before exploding inside her. Both he and Orihime cried out in ecstasy as they came together, Orihime's world fading as Ichigo filled her. Her arms giving out, Orihime slumped to the floor, her face a mask of debauchery.

Ichigo panted while getting up, pulling out of Orihime's abused hole. The hole in his chest closed and his body returned to normal. He wondered to himself if what he'd done worked when he saw Orihime's Succubus transformation start to regress. Slowly her demonic features started to withdraw back into her flesh and her red pigmented skin morphed back into her natural state. As her body turned back to normal, the black shadow beneath her started to take form, creating a purple, dark-haired Succubus on her hands and knees before Ichigo. "Damn you…" Tsukuyomi groaned, her strength drained trying to maintain Orihime's stamina. She looked up at Ichigo's human face and started to cry. "You win." She hung her head in defeat and bowed her head in humbleness. "I surrender to you."

"Good." He pointed to Orihime, who was passed out on the floor. "I don't care what it is you plan to do but take your corruption out of Orihime!" Ichigo demanded.

Tsukuyomi bristled as she groveled at Ichigo's feet. "There is no need. You pushed all of my spirit energy out of her. What will you do with me?" she asked. "Will you kill a defenseless, unarmed, naked woman?" she asked, her tail twitching. "Will you be as cruel as your Soul Reaper comrades?"

Ichigo shook his head. As evil as this woman was he was nobody's executioner. "No. I won't kill you if you've no more fight left. I'm handing you over to Captain Unohana."

On her hands and knees, Tsukuyomi crawled until her horns touched Ichigo's legs. Kissing his feet, Tsukuyomi continued to grovel before the Substitute. "You're too kind. I can see why Orihime loves you so. Such a sweet, little girl she is. You on the other hand…." But when she looked up, Ichigo was alarmed to see the devilish gleam in her eyes, "YOU'RE MINE!"

The Succubus was upon Ichigo in a heartbeat. She pounced onto him like a jungle predator. Ichigo was taken aback and fell backwards on the bed. "Guh!" Ichigo groaned as Tsukuyomi wrapped her arms and legs around his sweaty body, her long tongue licking his cheek. "Get off me!"

"What's the matter? Your Hollow run out of juice? Too bad. Since Orihime can no longer hold me I'll just find a new host. I can just imagine you as an Incubus…" she said ominously before smashing her lips against Ichigo's. The boy's eyes widened as he felt something trickle down his throat and knew it wasn't saliva. It was something that was dark, hot and yet surprisingly sweet. 'Oh no! I ran out of spirit energy pushing her out of Orihime! I can't break free!' Tsukuyomi inwardly laughed in triumph as she began to transfer her soul into Ichigo's…before removing her lips from Ichigo's to scream in pain. When Ichigo turned his head, he saw Orihime on her feet with his Zangetsu in hand, blood dripping from metal blade.

Staggering, Tsukuyomi dropped to the floor and glared at her treacherous "daughter". "I gave you everything, made you stronger. And this is how you repay me?"

It took all of Orihime's willpower to keep herself on her feet, the pain in her aching pussy stinging in the back of her mind and her legs wobbling. "You promised me you'd never hurt Ichigo. I don't care about anything else. Nobody hurts Ichigo!" With a loud cry, Orihime lunged forward and stabbed Tsukuyomi in the chest.

The demon's eyes widened as her former friend gave her a deathblow. Orihime's legs gave out and she collapsed next to the demon. Ichigo got off the bed and went to her aid, wrapping her in his arms as they both watched the demon bleed out. Knowing her next moments would be her last, Tsukuyomi looked at the orange-haired teens before finally smiling. "Beautiful…" she said as she felt the life flow from her body. Slumping backwards, she merely smiled at the two and chuckled. "You two make a good couple." She turned to Ichigo and gave him a creepy smile. "You never gave up on Orihime, even after seeing what she'd become. A shame that Genryusai couldn't have been as gentle as you were." She turned to Orihime and gave her what Orihime thought could only be the smile of a mother to her child. "You truly are a good girl, Orihime. Your soul is truly like pure snow." Leaning her head back, Tsukuyomi closed her eyes. "Genryusai…I'm sorry…I really am sorry…."

Both teens watched as Tsukuyomi's demonic features faded. Her purple skin faded, revealing the woman's fair, snow-white skin. Her tail, wings and horns receded as the light left her eyes, revealing the woman that Tsukuyomi had been before. Breathing her last, Mai Origashi died in front of Ichigo and Orihime.

Ichigo held Orihime tightly as they both felt exhaustion sink in. "Orihime, are you okay?" he asked before realizing that she was crying. "Orihime?"

"No, nothing is okay!" Orihime sobbed. "I…I did so many bad things! She…she tricked me and I…I took advantage of Tatsuki and the others." She turned around and buried her face into Ichigo's shoulder as she cried. "I hurt so many people. I just…I just wanted to tell you how I felt! How could I have let this happen? Everyone's gonna think I'm a slut! Or a monster! Or a monster slut!"

Running a hand through her hair, Ichigo gently tried to calm her down. "Orihime, you are not to blame for this. This was Tsukuyomi. She's the one who made you do all those things. I know that and I'm sure everyone else will understand." He lifted her face up and gave her a warm smile. "You're not a monster. Nor a slut. You're my friend. And I'm sure that there's some way to fix what's been done to our friend and-THE CAPTAINS!" Ichigo rose to his feet. "I completely forgot about them! We need to help the Head-Captain!"

Struggling to her feet, Orihime walked over to Rangiku's drawers and pulled out several Shihakushos. "Here," she gave him one and they started to get dressed as quick as they could, Ichigo retrieving his Zangetsu from Tsukuyomi's body. The two darted out of Rangiku's room and headed back to the Head-Captain's room.

Soon….
Head-Captain's Chambers

The two hurried into the Head-Captain's room. To their complete surprise, they saw that things were perfectly okay. All of the captains were gone save two. They saw Unohana treating the Head-Captain who was looking less mummified than before. "Where is everybody?" he asked.

The two captains looked up. They both judged by how Orihime was back to normal that the threat was over. "Is Tsukuyomi dead?" Yamamoto asked.

Orihime rushed over to the two and once again the tears stated to flow. Dropping to her knees, Orihime bowed her head in apology. "Head-Captain. Captain Unohana. I'm…I'm so sorry…" she cried.

Unohana got up and kneeled down next to her, wiping the tears from her eyes. "You have nothing to be ashamed of, Orihime. We are the ones who should apologize."

"Whoa, hang on!" Ichigo cut in. "What happened to all of the brainwashed captains and lieutenants?"

Yamamoto slumped in his chair and gave them a weak smile. "When Tsukuyomi's spiritual pressure faded, all traces of her power were expunged. The others came to their senses in an instant."

Unohana reached into her pocket and pulled out an item. "And then I rewrote everyone's memories with the Kiokuchikan to remove all of the memories of their brainwashing to help protect you."

"Wait, how could you do that to everyone at once?" Ichigo pointed out. "And aren't they strong enough to resist its effects?"

The older woman gave a sly smile. "It depends on the user. And I can work fast." She patted the girl's head. "Don't worry, Orihime. I'll use this on your friends in the World of the Living and this whole mess will be forgotten."

"Convenient," Ichigo noted. "But you should probably retrieve Tsukuyomi's body from Rangiku's room before she discovers a dead woman in there." Unohana nodded and stood up to retrieve the body.

"Orihime Inoue," Head-Captain Yamamoto addressed. "As Captain Unohana said, you bear no blame for what has happened. The fault lies with me and me alone." He looked out at the Soul Society and sighed. "I did not have the heart to kill Mai. I gave into the wishful thinking that by sealing her away, I could simply bury her memory and her evil forever. Had I been wiser and had the nerve, I could have prevented this disaster. For this, you have my sincerest apologies."

"It's okay, Head-Captain," Orihime said. "Let me at least heal you."

Yamamoto held a hand up to stop her. "No need, child. Captain Unohana is more than proficient in recovering my spirit energy. You are more adept in healing physical wounds than restoring energy, are you not?" He turned his attention to Ichigo and gave the boy a nod. "Ichigo Kurosaki, this is twice now that you've thwarted a threat to the Soul Society. You have my humblest gratitude. I promise that I will make it up to you for this." Leaning back in his chair, Yamamoto sighed. "I believe that it is best you be on your way. Captain Unohana will accompany you to the World of the Living so she can erase the memories of your friends so that this nightmare will never be remembered. What happened will stay between the four of us, agreed?"

"Yes," both teens said. Taking hold of Orihime's head, Ichigo turned away. "C'mon, Orihime. Let's go home…." Together they left the Head-Captain's room. As the door closed Yamamoto leaned his head back and let a single tear fall from his face.

"Goodbye, Mai…."

Later….
Ichigo's Room

Ichigo and Orihime sat on the bed as the sun went down. Everyone's memories had been altered and nobody remembered Orihime becoming a demon and seducing them. The two friends stared at the wall in silence. Ichigo understood how shaken up Orihime was. How could she not, given her ordeal? Taking hold of her hand, Ichigo leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "It's alright, Orihime. I'm here for you. This nightmare is over."

Orihime turned her head and looked at Ichigo. "Did you meant what you said earlier? When you were trying to force Tsukuyomi out of me?"

Thinking back to his confrontation with Succubus-Orihime, Ichigo nodded after remembering what he'd said. "Yes." He cupped her face and leaned forward. "I love you, Orihime. No demon is going to take that away from me."

Orihime smiled before shedding a tear of joy, kissing Ichigo lightly. "Ichigo…"

"Orihime…."

Their love blossoming, Ichigo gently pushed Orihime onto her back, pulling off her clothes while she removed his. In moments the two were naked.

As the two came together to make love, their shadows mingled on the wall, mirroring their makers on the bed. The two shadows were in the same shape and form of their owners with just one exception….

Ichigo's shadow was horned and through the darkness shined twin emerald eyes.

"Hahahahahahahahah…."

The End?