"Pft" Ichigo let out a small puff of air which flung his hair covering his face into the air before landing back down as his alarm clock rang.
Seeing his attempt fail, Ichigo lifted his hand and swiped it away.
"I don't think I am ever going to get used to this body," Ichigo mumbled looking at his thin hands and wishing they were on someone other than him.
"You know we should go to a spa with how lax you carry that body around" Rukia's words from a few days ago pounded in his head…it is sort of insane how it's been nearly two weeks since this insanity started.
Blinking his eyes Ichigo began to get out of bed only to stop as he noticed a certainly stuffed lion laying in between his breasts.
"What the hell…I thought I put you up…" he muttered before grabbing the dirty lion by its neck.
"Ack!" The lion suddenly let out a pained groan.
"What the fuck!" Ichigo yelled, throwing the lion at the closet making it wobble slightly.
"Hey! What's the big idea!" Rukia shouted, pulling the closet door open revealing her in the middle of getting dressed in only her skirt and a black bra covering her mosquito bites.
Instantly Ichigo's face lit up a bright red and planted his face into his pillow making his much larger breast slosh in front of him, as they broke free from his unbuttoned top at some uncertain time as it was buttoned when he went to bed.
"What the fuck are you doing!?" Ichigo shouted
"Huh, you're the one making all of this racket! So you tell me!" Rukia shouted with her eyebrows knitted together as she looked at the ostrich imitating boy.
"T-The li-" before Ichigo could continue, Rukia yelled while covering her chest and closing the closet door.
"Pervert!"
"Huh!? You're the one who burst through without your shirt!" Ichigo yelled, still keeping his head down trying to get his blush down.
"Well, it's not my damn fault that I have to keep reminding myself you're a dude in a woman's body!"
"It is quite literally solely your fault that I am the way I am right now!" He yelled.
"Hehehehe," before Rukia could make another rebuttal a soft giggle came from the ground.
"Ichigo, was that you?"
"No…but I think I know who," Ichigo mumbled as he removed his head from the pillow and looked around once again ignoring his large chest swinging around as he did.
It didn't take long to find the lion standing in a corner near his desk, and as soon as Ichigo found it Rukia hopped out of the closet thankfully fully clothed this time, though she did glare at Ichigo's exposed chest.
"Isn't that…"
"Yes, that's the mod soul, it seems like the perv was just playing dead," Ichigo glared at the small thing which seemed to be in a daze.
"Tch, that explains that then…Oi! Mod soul!" Rukia yelled before kneeling and grabbing the stuffed thing by its head.
"Hey! Hey! That hurts!" It shouted, trying to wiggle out of Rukia's grasp which it ultimately failed at.
"What to do with you, I was just going to keep you around but with how pervy you are I might just go to Kisuke and get a new one," Rukia muttered which prompted the stuffed animal to stop.
"Wait! Please don't! I'll be good! That-That was a one-time thing! I promise!" The lion said, bringing its hands together in prayer.
Ichigo silently agreed with the perverted lion, he would not like to back to that salesman, and if it meant having to deal with a perverted mod soul then…that is what must be done.
"He can still have his uses, so let's see if he's true to his word before giving him to that shady dude," Ichigo voiced his opinion.
"Tch of course you'd be fine with that," Rukia muttered letting go of the lion making it let out a squeak, then grabbing her shoes and leaving through the window.
"Huh!? What the hell's that supposed to mean!?" Ichigo yelled out but she was already gone.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" The lion suddenly jumped up landing squarely between his breasts.
"Hey! Get out of there Kon!" Ichigo grumbled as he grabbed the damned thing and threw it.
"Huh? Kon?" Kon asked seemingly not phased by getting thrown around.
"Yeah, that's the name I decided for ya, there's no arguing on this, so you better shut up before I let Yuzu or Uryu have their fun with you," Ichigo said with an off sort of smile.
Words instantly died in Kon's throat before they could form.
The warm water pelted Ichigo, his long hair not having any sign of spikes or any sort of kink, as it lay on his soft, yet also hard body, his hair was already incredibly long reaching his large butt, but over the weeks it's gotten even longer, though not by much.
Ichigo's pale hands raised towards his chest, and his soft hand slid under his large chest almost like a liquid or maybe sand. It flowed in between his fingers while flowing outside of his grasp.
"...She forgot I was a man…" Ichigo mumbled as he let go of his breast, making it slap against his toned chest with a satisfying smack.
"Will…I…be the same? I…already forget that… that…I am in a different body" he continued to mutter as he plucked a few wet hairs and stared at them.
"Mom…what…would you think of this so-called protector if you saw him now?" Ichigo muttered before turning off the water and stepping out of the shower.
"Hey Uryu…" Ichigo started his face covered in a large blush as he walked up to the young boy, the day once more being one of monotony, besides the odd whispers, about him acting more friendly than usual.
"Hmm?" Uryu turned to him while still putting his books in his bag.
"I…I need you to cover for me tomorrow,"
"Is that all?"
"N-No…um…ah…c-ca-...can you…ma-ma-make…me…a…dress?" Ichigo's face was so bright that many residents of Kakura reported seeing a second sun that afternoon.
A thin smile wormed its way onto Uryu's pale face, "I never thought the bone-headed Ichigo would come to me with such a request, hmm I think I might have to deny this," Uryu said pushing his glasses up his nose while just barely dodging a strike from Ichigo.
"I-I asked you! What the fuck!?" Ichigo yelled his bright face now one of rage instead, as steam poured out of the kind girl's face.
"I am not sure, I mean what do I have to gain from this?"
"Me not killing you, I've been wondering what a Quincy tastes like!" Ichigo declared once again punching at the smirking Quincy.
"That's not a compelling argument…how about this, a duel, I want to see how much you've gotten stronger,"
Ichigo stopped his rampage and looked at the boy, "You mean I can beat the shit out of you?" Ichigo asked with a large grin.
"No, I'll have to double-check the items sensei gave me, but I think there is an item in there that could prove interesting,"
"That sounds like a win-win to me!" Ichigo said, cracking his knuckles as he thought about the revenge he might be able to enact later, but it cooled as he remembered what he came here for.
"I assume you wanted to commission something?" Uryu raised his eyebrow slightly.
"Y-Y...Yeah…" Ichigo closed his eyes before shouting it quickly.
"Can you make me a dress? Not like the poofy ones?"
"You mean something like a Sunday dress?"
Ichigo simply nodded, hoping that he was right.
"Make it black please," Ichigo added which Uryu nodded.
Ring
A soft bell rang out as Ichigo opened the door, his face still covered in blush for multiple reasons.
"Welcome! How may I help you?" A thin brown-haired clerk walked over to Ichigo.
"Um…Um…I…I need…a…a-" before Ichigo could continue wrestling his tongue the clerk interrupted.
"You don't have to be embarrassed, needing undergarments is perfectly normal, looking at you, I assume puberty hit you hard?" The clerk smiled as she dragged him around, taking his measurements and recommending different bras, and panties to the poor strawberry.
"Would you be interested in our make-up?" The clerk asked as he told her that he had enough.
"Huh, n-no tha-" once again the clerk interrupted him.
"It's obvious that you're trying to get set up for something big…maybe a boy? If you're getting dressed up for this then you should go all the way,"
Ichigo softly nodded, as his wallet cried in pain.
"Wow Ichigo, I didn't know you could wear feminine clothes," Isshin said with an ear-to-ear smile.
"Sh-Shut up!" Ichigo yelled as he crumpled the long black dress in his fist.
"For once Goat-Face, I agree our Older Sister looks good," Karin said with a small thumbs up.
Ichigo was wearing a rather simplistic dress, it was a knee-length black silky dress that showed very little of his skin though it seemed like his breast seemed to be perkier than before.
His long hair was tied back by a black bow, letting his entire face be shown to all.
"You should do this more often, Big Sis!" Yuzu yelled out momentarily, stopping the process of putting everyone's food in a bag.
"I am only ever doing this once," Ichigo stated his cheeks on fire.
"Holy shit! Is that make-up!?" Karin yelled, catching the lipstick, and other assortments of make-up he put on, though he did very little as he wasn't confident that he could make it look good in large quantities.
"Sh-Shut up, and stop gawking, let's hurry up and go!" Ichigo yelled, crossing his arms under his large chest.
"I think I slipped into an alternate dimension!" Isshin yelled out as he got close to Ichigo, turning his head at different angles before Ichigo punched him, sending him flying.
"Nope…you're now as beautiful as Masaki…" Isshin said, stumbling up while thinking.
'...and as deadly'
With that, the Kurosaki family left the clinic and began their journey to the graveyard.
A/N: I am sorry for the late upload, things in IRL weren't doing so well, so I am sorry of that, i hope this is the few times that I miss it, question for you guys, next chapter would you be interested in some sort of Christmas Omake at the end? I am not sure what would be the idea, but I can come up with something I bet.