The New Soul King Chapter 1: Amber and Brunette, a Bleach + Naruto Crossover fanfic

A/N - I put a thought into writing this...again, especially since I had to type everything from scratch. For the old readers, I took down all of my accounts and my fanfics in January of 2024 for outdated reasons, but now I want to finish what I started. Unlike a few years ago, I know how I want this fanfic to end now, and I'll be satisfied with it. If this story gets taken off this website like before (this happened before I took down my account), then it's going to be on AO3, and I'll simply reupload it again here if I feel like it. I'm uploading on this site for my own reasons, such as to expand the support once again. Disclaimer - this fanfic is for adults only. If you are here to read about Aizen having sex with an abundance of women and creating a numberless amount of children with them, then you have come to the right place. If you are here to read about very sexually explicit scenes, then you have come to the right place. If you are here to read a fanfic that may contain different types of sexual torture, non-consent, bondage and other kinks, then you have come to the right place. I don't mind anyone re-uploading this story to other sites, or even creating spin off chapters of this fanfic...as long as you give me credit or reference me of course. Remember, not a single soul forced you to click and read this fanfic. This fanfic is free of charge (as it should be). I would ask in return if you could tell me that you liked it and what are your favorite parts, but alas I know that it is not a guarantee. Also, hate comments, explaining the rules of the site, or even trying to guilt trip me with religion will be ignored and/or deleted, so don't waste your time and energy typing up a college thesis lol. With that all out of the way, enjoy the dark fantasy h-anime plot.

"~Your body...your mind...your soul...it all belongs to me now...forever.~" Aizen huffed out.

The New Soul King towered over his amber goddess. Her orange hair was scattered all throughout the bed. Their clothes were torn apart and were discarded hours ago, leaving nothing on their bodies. Both parties were covered in sweat and arousal. Aizen's member pulsed from the beauty's bare body. His white seeds gushed out of her core. It was done. He had claimed this gem for the rest of her life. Orihime laid there silently, unable to find the strength to speak at the moment. Still, despite her exhaustion, a sweet smile formed across her lips, and she mouthed words that did not require any mind-reading to understand.

"~I love you, Lord Aizen.~" she mouthed out.

Aizen x Orihime

3 days ago...

*Highly recommend listening to Orihime's Line for this chapter*

In an isolated room of the fortress in Hueco Mundo, a beautiful young woman with amber hair looked up into the moonlight. Silently, she prayed that her friends and especially the love of her life were alive and well. It has been a few days since Aizen has defeated the substitute soul-reaper and Squad 0 to obtain his goal. Without Ulquiorra to aid her, the orange-haired beauty was left in the care of the new Queen of Hueco Mundo herself, Tier Harribel. Unlike the previous espada, Tier made sure that she had all of the nutrition and water that she needed. She bathed her, combed her luscious hair, and dressed her properly to prepare her of what was to come. Even still, Tier only talked to her when it was necessary. Most of the time it was when she gave the young woman an order. Regardless, Orihime began to look up to the hollow as a mother. When the young woman asked what had happened in the past few days, Tier never gave her a direct answer. Instead, she simply made sure that she ate her meals and drank water. The suspense was killing the young woman on the inside, and eventually Tier was ordered to leave the young woman in solitary confinement by Aizen himself.

"Y-Your majesty, w-why do you have to go?" Orihime whined to the espada.

Tier stood at the door and faced the young woman who she has now come to see as her daughter. No longer did the espada wear a war outfit. Instead, she had a black and golden dress to complimented her hair. Her face was completely visible, along with the bottom of her massive breasts that her dress revealed. She didn't like the idea of leaving her all by herself, but orders are orders. "I have been ordered by our King himself. You will not be able to leave your chambers until he has returned to you." she sternly told the human.

Orihime's eyes flickered. Her eyes stung with tears as the cold gaze of the Queen struck deep within her psyche. She didn't know if she was making a huge mistake, but Orihime had to fight for what she wanted. "B-But...I don't want you to go. I...I can't be alone like this again...!" she whimpered.

Closing her eyes, Orihime's giant tears rushed down her face. She sniffed while the Queen remained silent. It was too much for her to bear. An innocent and normal human like herself isn't meant to be in solitary confinement, and she hated being alone, especially from her traumatic childhood.

Suddenly, a warm hand cuffed the young woman's cheek. Orihime's grey eyes opened to see a smooth dark hand wipe the tears from her face. Tier never touched her with intimacy before. It seemed so out of character for the monarch.

"Orihime..." Tier spoke out. It was the first time that she called her by her name. What made the moment even more insane was that for the first time, a small smile formed on the Queen's mouth. "Lord Aizen will return to you, and once he does, you will never know what feeling alone is like ever again. I promise." she assured her.

Orihime looked at her, stunned. She couldn't find the words to protest anymore, but still didn't want her to leave. Regardless, she nodded. Tier sensed her anxiety, and thought of an alternative for the young woman. "Lay down on the bed." she commanded her.

Without hesitation, Orihime walked over to her bed and laid down. Then in a shocking twist, she found that the Queen had followed her. Orihime blushed as Tier pressed the side of her face into her massive breasts.

"L-Lady Har-"

"-Shhhh...just relax."

Tier pressed her back into her embrace when she squirmed out. Now using her enormous lemons as a pillow, Orihime felt all of her muscles and anxiety relax in an instant. It made it better that she smelled amazing, just like the Queen that she was.

"Rest easy. It's alright." Tier assured her.

Gently, the female hollow planted a kiss on Orihime's head. The warmth of her lips radiated all throughout her body like a drop of water entering a lake. Her heart skipped a beat. Soon enough, Orihime fell asleep in the intimate embrace of the Queen of Hueco Mundo.

When the morning came, Orihime found herself alone on her bed. Her eyes widened as the Queen was gone but her scent still lingered on the bed. "L-Lady Harribel?!" she called out in the room.

No answer.

Tier's spiritual pressure couldn't be sensed in this room, and now her chambers blocked off all of her sensing abilities. All that was left was a note from the Queen: He will return to you. Despite this promise, it didn't stop Orihime from her loneliness. She silently held the note and wept to herself, unable to eat for the rest of the day. She felt abandoned by someone that she saw as her mother once again. The absence of Tier and the anxiety for her friends were killing her on the inside, however, she would find out all of the answers soon enough, and her life would change forevermore.

Two more days slowly pass as Orihime was barely able to eat anything. Much of her days involved sleeping or pacing back and forth. During her rare moments of pacing, the young woman's amber hair breezed as if the wind had blown into it. Someone was behind her, but there was no spiritual pressure or reiatsu that could be sensed. She held her breath, and slowly turned around. Her eyes widened as she gazed upon the King of Hueco Mundo himself: The former soul reaper captain that was responsible for kidnapping her, and the King that she had pledged her life and loyalty to - Sosuke Aizen. Although, his appearance was not the same as before.

His brunette hair had grown to the back of his shoulder blades, and his outfit consisted of the Hōgyoku that was embedded into his body. Cosmic purple light radiated from his palms. Most of his clothes were mixed with black and white lining. Once they made eye contact, the King of Hueco Mundo grinned.

"Orihime Inoue. I've come back for you, just as I promise," he greeted her with a bow from the waist.

His voice sent chills down her spine. It was seductive by nature. Without explicitly saying it, the young woman knew that he must have obtained what he desired. His demeanor was even more calm, cool, and collected than ever before. Slowly, Orihime bowed back to him by the waist, but didn't say a word as her throat was covered in thorns. This sparked Aizen's attention.

"What's wrong? Have you forgotten the vow that you made to me, or what I told you before?" he asked her walking up to her.

Orihime froze as she looked up to see his chest right in front of her. The Hōgyoku glowed with cosmic light as if it had just hypnotized her. Slowly, Aizen used one of his hands to cuff her chin, and rose it up to see his eyes. The handsome face of the former captain encapsulated her. His grinned turned into a smile as he fondled her cheek and stroked her beautiful hair.

"Smile. You are in the presence of your new Soul King."

Orihime's suspicions were confirmed as a spark of his boundless reiatsu electrocuted her spirit. His demand was a callback to what he told her all of those days ago. He did it. He got what he had wanted. The war was over. Aizen won. What stood before Orihime was the most powerful soul in all of reality. The young woman was so lost in her thoughts that she forgot to obey what was demanded of her. Orihime forced herself to smile at him, and to go a step further, she took to her knees and bowed before him. To be frank, her legs felt like jelly after his declaration, but she was his slave after all. The gesture pleased Aizen immensely. He was impressed with her initiative.

"Better." he acknowledged.

With that, he stroked her amber hair softly, and Orihime silently took in his touch. He hand was warm and soft, and it smelled very nice too. She hadn't touch a soul in days, and now this desire was flooding back to her, no matter who it was from. Aizen continued for a few seconds as he continued to pet Orihime from her knees. Her eyes felt heavy as he breathed out a small sigh, relieving any tension that was in her body. He knew that it comforted her, but this was just a preview of what was to come of the night. He offered her his hand to take, which snapped Orihime back from her daze.

"Let me show you something..." Aizen said to his subject.

Orihime took a hold of his hand and blushed. Effortlessly, Aizen helped her to her feet, and then in a flash, they were now on a floating island in the skies of the world of the living. The sky bled with golden light. It was as if they had ascended into a heaven. They stood on a mountain top, and the land around them was pure, rich, and full of vegetation and natural resources. Endless water seemed to flow off of the island in one section. For someone that had lived in a town for most of her life, this was a pleasant surprise to Orihime. Slowly, Aizen removed his hand from her and allowed her to walk around for a bit. He smiled as she found herself lost in the scenery.

"What do you think?" Aizen called out to her.

Orihime turned back to the Soul King, and for the first time, she genuinely smiled at him. "It's...beautiful."

Aizen was satisfied with her reaction. This is what he wanted her to say, or rather, this is what he knew what she would say. He looked at the land that they towered over. This was a something that he effortlessly created with his power as the Soul King.

"Indeed, this land will be a special place for my Omni-Race in the future." he informed her.

Orihime's attention shot to the Soul King. Despite her glare, Aizen did not immediately turn to face her. He allowed her to glare at him while his eyes were elsewhere.

"O-Omni-Race?" Orihime asked to clarify.

Finally, Aizen turned to her and nodded. "Yes. You will understand this in due time, but for now, there's something that I desire, and it is something that only you can fulfill." he told her as he walked towards her yet again.

This time, Aizen didn't just take a hold of her chin. Instead, he wrapped his off hand around her slim waist, and caused Orihime's heart to skip a beat. With the other hand, he fondled Orihime's cheek, glaring deeply into her eyes. For one reason to another, the young woman knew what he desired from her, but she was too innocent to admit it. More than that, she knew that she couldn't stop him. If something like this were to happen back at Karakura High, Tatsuki would have flashed out of no where and put that guy in the hospital before he could register the next sensation of her skin. Here, there was no Tatsuki, and there was no one else around. The Aizen that she knew before would never invade her personal space like this. Now, his eyes contained a sin that he was never filled with before: Lust. In a flash, they were back in her personal chambers, with the moonlight back in view once again. Slowly, he spoke out to her and pressed his forehead against her own.

"I want you."

From there, Aizen pressed his lips against Orihime's. Effortlessly, he took her breath away from her, and just like that, Orihime was now experiencing her first kiss. It was nothing like she would have imagined. His mouth was delicious, one that tasted like the boundless King that he was. It was as if power and pleasure were injected right into her body through his lips. Orihime's eyes shot open, and all she saw was Aizen's face mushed against her own, with his eyes shut to focus. She knew of their difference in age, and the infamous reputation of her dark lord. Orihime knew that this was wrong, so wrong...and yet...it felt so right. Slowly, Orihime's eyes felt heavy as the pleasure nulled her mind to think properly. With a deep blush, the young woman closed her eyes and kissed back her ruler that she had pledged loyalty to.

Aizen was pleased to find her quite exquisite and tasty. He demanded another from her without rest as he smacked his lips back to begin another one. Orihime went with her instincts and followed the Soul King's desire. She was a natural good kisser, one that Aizen would take note of in the future. Using his tongue, he poked her mouth to gain access inside her, and she granted him his wish without question. He instantly established dominance inside her mouth, swirling his tongue all around her gums. Orihime moaned as she never felt this way before, despite a repulsive mindset towards the King of Hueco Mundo days ago. Her giant breasts pressed against the fabrics of his royal clothes, which only furthered his lust for her. Gradually, Aizen pushed back Orihime towards her bed, ready to take this encounter to the next level. He growled in pleasure as he bit her neck and licked her skin. His grip on her hips roughened, which practically ripped the fabrics of her dress. That's when it hit the young woman. The fabrics of her bed reminded her of the friends that she had left behind, especially the love of her life. It snapped her back to her senses. She pulled herself back despite her body's urge to let him seduce her.

"L-Lord Aizen! Wait! Please!" she begged him pushing him back.

Aizen grunted deeply in his throat, and a dark expression gloomed over his face. He gripped her tightly, not allowing her to leave his embrace. One way or another, Orihime knew that there would be a consequence for her disobedience.

"That will not happen again. What is it, woman?" He demanded.

Orihime fearfully looked up to him as if his spiritual pressure was crushing her, but it was merely her imagination. Her face was still hot from their kisses, and his delicious taste of his mouth still lingered blocking her thought process.

"I-It's just..." she said with a huge blush, "...t-this is all happening s-so...f-fast! I'm still worried about my friends and...w-what happened to Ich-"

"-Never speak that name in front of me again." Aizen cut her off.

The young woman swallowed the next words that were in her mouth. He was not as patient as he once were with her. It was clear that the Soul King was showing his true colors after all.

"That inferior human that you once called your lover has been...defeated," Aizen darkly proclaimed to her, "and your friends mean nothing to me, and you no longer mean anything to your friends."

That information made Orihime hold back a sob. Was Ichigo truly...dead? No! He would have said that explicitly if he was. Orihime thought to herself. Even still, it was hard to linger on to hope, especially now that Aizen had accomplished his ultimate mission. On top of that, those words that he spoke afterwards, that chipped away at her heart. Most of her self image relied on her friends that she had. Taking that away from her would leave her with nothing.

"Y-You're...you're wrong..." she sniffed.

Orihime shook her head to not believe his words. Tears formed in her eyes. Despite his grip on her, there were some lies that she wouldn't believe. Unfortunately for her, Aizen grinned. He knew that she was cracking, and all she needed now was just a bit more elevation so that when she fell, she could not piece herself back up.

"Am I? Tell me, Orihime, where are they now? Why haven't they kept their promise to you?" he mocked her.

Orihime's eyes flung open as she thought back to the day that she almost kissed Ichigo. She really thought that she would never be able to see him again, and cried when she found out that she was too weak to follow through with her feelings. Even now, she had no idea if her friends were dead or alive, and it seemed like she would remain Aizen's slave for the rest of her life.

"P-Please...let me go." Orihime begged him, shedding some tears.

Aizen fondled her cheeks and wiped her tears. In a cruel way, this somewhat calmed her down. He shook his head, denying her plea. The Soul King was determined to break this young woman, and then build her back up in his own image, and no one was going to stop him.

"I will not, my dear, not until you see the truth," he responded to her.

From there, his eyes glowed bright as Orihime felt herself be hypnotized by his spell. It seemed like it was it for the orange haired beauty - to be nothing more than a hypnotized slave for the Soul King - but perhaps that would have been a better life for her. Unfortunately for her, what she was about to see now was far worse:

Aizen showed her timelines that spawned from this day forward. In these realities, Orihime attempted to reveal her feelings to Ichigo, and every time that she did, the young man barfed at the deal of them being together, even if she begged him to at least use her. Even in the realities that they ended up together, she would find that him in his infidelity with another woman, some that she was close to like Tatsuki or Rukia. This utterly destroyed her dignity and her perception of love. To add salt to her wounds, Aizen forced her to watch Ichigo live out his life with different women, none of which included herself. He dug into her mind and forced her to see Ichigo be with any woman that she saw as competition: Rukia, Yoruichi, Rangiku, and even her best friend, Tatsuki. Ichigo would smile, hug, kiss, taste, and make passionate love to every single one of them. He'd scream and moan their names in passion, which only furthered Orihime's insanity as she wished that it was her, and not them. In some realities, Ichigo had two at the same time, or three, or even all four of them. Orihime was forced to watch and listen to these entire realities, even ones were Ichigo would go on to marry these individual women, impregnate them, have children, and raise families without ever seeing her again. She would find herself abandoned, alone, betrayed, lonely, and forgotten. She spent days, weeks, and even months, in these realities looking from the outside in. Even though she could touch and feel the concrete on her feet, or her heart shattering in her chest, there was nothing that she could do to interact with Ichigo. He'd even make fun of her behind her back to the others, and cringe at the idea that he would be with someone like her. In some realities, she would see herself fall into despair and disappear to delete herself from the world of the living. It horrified her, as she looked at her lifeless corpse that were the result of unreciprocated love.

It was enough.

Finally, Orihime broke. She was finally allowed to scream and close her eyes, balling her eyes out as she couldn't take it anymore. This was a manifestation of her darkest fears, and seeing it with her own eyes would haunt her for the rest of her days. The young woman wanted the pain to end, or at least put all of the pain somewhere that she could use to climb out of the darkness. A new emotion formed in her heart - Hatred - and that hatred was directed at the young man who she once saw a future with. That's when Aizen took his chance. He brought her back to reality, as now she was at her lowest point. Orihime would have collapsed to the ground if Aizen did not hold her up.

"You see, my dear, a mere boy is not worth the riches of your heart," Aizen told her as he fondled her cheek.

The other was tightly around her slim waist, just inches away from her massive rear end. Her face was a mess. She was covered in tears and snot that came out of her nostrils. Orihime had finally returned to reality after several months of living through varies realities of her worst fears, but only a few seconds passed in real time. Aizen knew that if he really wanted to, he could have forced himself onto her and make her submit the old fashion way, but this satisfied him more. He loved the idea of corrupting someone that was so innocent, sweet, and pure. He aimed to destroy any redemption to offer back once he had his way with her. Swiftly, one magical swipe from the Soul King washed away all of the tears and fluids from her face.

"But I am." he proclaimed, finishing his previous statement.

A pause eluded from between them as Orihime took in his words. Somehow, she felt a sense of belonging that had laid dormant ever since she became a young woman. Aizen sensed her inner submission, and was determined to bring it out of her.

"Unlike that boy, I rule these realm with my existence alone. As for you, my dear, you are not a girl, and you are far more than a woman. You are a princess, a goddess, my goddess. I can give you my love that will never waiver or rot. I can give you anything that you desire, and more." he tempted her.

Now, he placed both of his hands over her soft cheeks. Without telling her, Aizen gifted Orihime the strength to stand on her own, despite her traumatized mind. Even now, she could try to run away, or attack him, but neither would be wise...no...neither is what she desired. Her frustration and pain caused her to believe in the smooth words of the Soul King, and as she looked into his eyes, she saw perfection. In his eyes, she saw a future where she was seen as a goddess among mankind, loved and adored by all. She saw a future where she became the bribe to the Soul King, the most powerful and most handsome soul in all of creation. She would be at his side, love him, kiss him, make love to him, and bear his children. This is the future that she saw. This is the future that she desired. This was the future that would happen. In a final push to seduce her, Aizen purred deeply into her ears.

"All you have to do...is love me."

Once again, Aizen leaned into Orihime, touched her forehead with his own, and slowly pressed his lips against hers. This time, the amber beauty immediately kissed him back. Now, there were no more interruptions. Each kiss was more sensational than the last one, and Orihime fell further into the Soul King's seduction by the second. Slowly, Aizen dragged his hands down her back, and groped her rear cheeks. Once he teased himself with what was to come, he reached his hands down further to her thighs. The young woman innately knew what to do and jumped into his hips. Aizen effortlessly held her up as they continued to sensationally make out.

The Soul King threw Orihime on the bed like a toy as she yelped from the shock, and then grabbed her ankles to pull her back near him. She caught a lustful glare from Aizen before he crashed himself over her again. This time, he went for her neck and licked it like an animal. His moans only fueled the energy for Orihime's arousal. She closed her eyes and breathed in heavily, further provoking Aizen's carnal nature.

Once he was satisfied with her, he leaned up and tossed his gown and most of his clothes to the side. Orihime watched in awe as Aizen revealed most of his yoked body to her. With a sly grin, he grabbed the fabrics of Orihime's dress and tore it to pieces. She yelp as loud rips echoed throughout her chambers. His heavy breathing only told Orihime that he was about to ravish her for hours on end, and yet, this pleased her. The desire to be useful and loved by her master was all that she focused on, which in turn allowed her to have her own happiness. Once Aizen was done, all that remained on the young woman was her white bra and her panties. The Soul King licked his lips.

"~So beautiful...~" he noted to her.

Orihime blushed heavily, and spread her legs to reveal how wet she became from their appetite. "Please Lord Aizen..." she said as she showed damped panties "...take me."

Contempt with her response, the former captain teased her by rubbing her entrance through the fabric of her panties. Once she breathed out a moan, he ripped apart her white bra and discarded it. Orihime blushed even more than before as her massive lemons flung wide open to the cold air. For the first time in her life, Orihime exposed her lemons in front of a man. Aizen was glad to see that her nipples were already hardened, and he pushed her back on the bed before sucking on one like an animal.

Orihime arched her head back from the wavelengths. It was a pleasurable experience, and yet...it tickled. Orihime could feel her breastmilk forming into the exits, smiling as she didn't want to laugh to offend her mate. This moment also brought another feeling that she never felt before. It was similar to healing others, but not the same. The feelings was akin to what Tier must have felt like to care for Orihime. Allowing a person that she loved to suck her breastmilk brought out her motherly instincts. Aizen was no child to her, but his desire to drink from her activated her instincts to satisfy his thirst. She placed her hands on his brown hair and gently squeezed his head closer to her chest. This is exactly what the Soul King wanted her to do. Soon enough, Aizen drew out her milk and sucked her for all that she was worth. Fortunately for Orihime, she had more than enough breastmilk for the likes of the Soul King. He used his free hand to massage her other lemon until he was satisfied with his drink. He wiped his lips clean, and grinned.

"So tasty..." he applaud her. "Your milk will be vital in the near future."

His words were filed away in her mind, and confirmed what he wanted to do with her later on. Still, Orihime willingly accepted her fate. The months that she spent in separate realities...or rather nightmares left her soul in darkness. Her corruption from Aizen's mental poisoning was about to become irreversible.

"Now then..." he began.

Without a warning, Aizen grabbed Orihime and dragged her down to the floor by the hair. It hurt, but as his slave, she wasn't in any real position to complain, especially if now she had willing stepped into that role. His erection poked at her face once she was on her knees, dying to feel some flesh from the virgin. Orihime looked at it and her mouth watered instantly. More importantly, her stomach growled, loudly. She was hungry, very, very hungry. She hadn't ate anything in days after all, and for one reason to another, his enormous erection looked like the most delicious meal to her. Another blush flooded her face. Orihime was a bit shy from the whole ordeal as well.

"L-Lord Aizen...I never..." she hesitated.

She looked up to see an impatient look from Aizen. "You will learn through experience." he assured her.

He smacked his erection against her cheek. It was hard as steel, and as warm as an cooked meal. Speaking of a meal, his massive member radiated an amazing scent that Orihime could not ignore, unlike a regular male member that would emit an unpleasant odor. Aizen wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"It's time to show me what that mouth is good for." he demanded from her.

Orihime looked at his erection again, and all of her hesitation vanished. She took a hold of his length with her hands, which only brought out her corruption that she was still holding back to some degree. Slowly, Orihime closed her eyes and planted kisses on his member. Then she licked and engulfed his rod with his mouth. Immediately, Aizen breathed out as he saw the cosmos.

"T-That feels good, m-my dear."

Immense pleasure and warmth radiated around his shaft and spread out throughout his entire body. It was as if Orihime's healing powers increased her ability to create pleasure for the Soul King. "Use your tongue to coat my shaft, and your hands to massage my sack." He encouraged her between his breathes.

Upon command, the amber princess did as she was told and utilized her tongue and hands for Aizen's pleasure. He moaned out in pure bliss, which encouraged her to keep going. In a sweet way, it gave her more of an arousal just to hear his moan.

For Orihime's taste, this was amazing. His skin, his heat, his tissue, and even his leaking essence gave her a sensational experience. Little did she know that this was going to be her primary method of nutrients moving forward, and once she tasted a full load of his seeds, there was no going back.

"~You're a natural.~" He purred to her.

His eyes were closed but his hands messed with her smooth ginger hair. In Orihime's school, most boys and young men all over the world would dream of receiving passionate head from the amber beauty. Fortunately she had her friends that were the strongest in the world to stop her from being kidnapped or taken advantage of...that was...until Aizen stepped in of course. He was living out what many would dream of, and this would not be the last time that it happens for him.

"Look at me." He commanded her.

Still sucking his rod, she looked up to him with her sparkly silver eyes. She blushed heavily, but it made her look all of the more angelic.

"~Spit on it.~" He told her.

Taking a few more strokes, Orihime collected all of the saliva that was in her mouth, and there was a lot since she was hungry, and then in a violent burst, she splashed it all over Aizen's member. A heavy white mess was created all over his manhood, along with strings of saliva and bubbles that dropped to the floor. The feeling was so great that it made the Soul King twitched, causing the amber princess to gag in his massive rod.

"~Good, now slurp it all up.~"

Orihime didn't bother to hold back his request this time. She wasn't even ashamed of it anymore, which furthered signified that her innocence has been shattered. She loudly vacuumed up her saliva off of his massive manhood. Aizen moaned as he couldn't believe how good she was.

"~Good girl.~" He applauded her.

Orihime giggled while she continued to blow his shaft off. Suddenly, her stomach growled again, which embarrassed her. Aizen grinned and raised an eyebrow. "You're hungry, aren't you?" He teased her looking down as her.

Orihime looked back up with a heavy blush. "Mmhmm," she hummed. Firmly, the Soul King took a fist load of her beautiful hair and controlled the pace of her blowjob.

"Then I'll feed you, just as you have fed me." He responded, recalling being fed her breastmilk minutes ago.

Suddenly, Orihime gagged and chocked as Aizen picked up the pace in a violently manner. He grunted like a tiger, using her mouth to blow off his massive manhood. Seconds later, the young woman could barely breath as her eyes turned bloodshot and rolled to the back of her head. An even bigger mess was created with her mouth as the saliva and his leaking essence leaked from her mouth. She felt that she was going to vomit or pass out, but neither happened. Oddly enough, Aizen made sure that she didn't. He used her like a sex toy and continued to pound her face as if it was her womanhood itself. When the time came to finally feed his sex slave, he let out a wild roar of pleasure.

"NAAAAHHHHH!"

With all of his manhood now in Orihime's mouth and even inside her throat, Aizen unloaded a bucket of his transcended magical seeds straight into her stomach. While the pain of being used as a tool hurt Orihime immensely, the young woman felt a sweet sensation hit her stomach as the essence of Aizen tasted delicious. Her hunger was satisfied. However, little did she know now that this would transform her from the inside out. Every fiber, every cell, every atom, even her soul itself would be transformed. No longer would her body demand food like humans. She would now desire the seeds of her master, as the flesh of her King. That alone would be enough to sustain her eternal life. After a half minute of choking and forcing her to swallow his seeds, Aizen plucked his enormous manhood out of her lips, creating a pop sound.

Just like that, the amber princess was transformed. Permanent changes to her mind and body began without her knowing it. She coughed but eventually caught her breath. Her eyes still bloodshot and her face looked like a mess. During this time, she cleaned off any traces of his seeds, even if it meant to lick her thighs like an animal. Her hunger was satisfied, but a new form of gluttony had entered her cells. Aizen chuckled to himself, amused at her display.

"You have...done well...my dear." Aizen huffed out.

Despite the recovery process, Orihime smiled that she had satisfied her King. He offered his hands to help her up which she carefully took. Her hesitation wasn't because she was uncomfortable, but rather out of fear for more pain to come. Once to her feet, Aizen eased her worries by sensationally kissing her repeatedly. Once they were done, she looked up to him like any princess would to her handsome King.

"Lay down, and reveal yourself to me, slowly." He commanded her.

Orihime nodded in a blush, and took the bed in a seductive motion. There, she slowly took off her panties, and discarded them on the bed. Aizen licked his lips and spread her legs open to reveal her virgin womanhood. He was the first man to ever see her bear body, and he would be the only many to see this with his own eyes.

"What a gorgeous body." He noted to her.

Orihime blushed heavily, but deep down this is what she wanted: Approval of a man worthy of making her his woman. He placed his fingers over her wet entrance, and began to finger her. She moaned loudly as this sensation was new to her. She never touched herself after all.

"Since you have been so good to me, I'll give you a reward." Aizen informed her. He pulled Orihime to the edge of the bed before getting on his knees.

"Enjoy."

From there, the Soul King descended his mouth to tender her delicious honeybox. Instantly, Orihime arched her head back and gripped the bedsheets. The Soul King was no amateur at this, and he utilized his fingers, tongue, and mouth to pleasure his amber princess. Orihime's chest rose and fell higher with every second.

"Does it feel good, my subject?" He asked her.

The young woman was too much in a state of bliss to listen. It fell on deaf ears. This amused the Soul King.

"Hmph. How cute." He chuckled to himself.

He continued to lick, taste, and spit inside her vaginal walls. Her pure fluids tasted wonderful to the King of Hueco Mundo. This process would go on for minutes, and each one brought the amber princess closer to a climax. Aizen knew that once she experienced this feeling from his flesh, it would only further her desire and loyalty for him. Many men alike would have loved to eat her out, but none would ever have the opportunity now that the Soul King got to her. He wanted to make this one count.

In Orihime's mind, she felt her fluids sucked away like she was getting ate alive. She never knew that she could feel pleasure like this. It drove her insane. All of those years of pent up sexual frustration and not being loved, just to disappear in one single night. She could barely comprehend what her life would be like now, especially since she was going to be labeled as a criminal for her new allegiance.

"Orihime." He called out to her.

It brought her out of a daze as she sat up to look down at the Soul King eating her out. His brown eyes glared at her own, encapsulating her.

"Y-Yes?" She asked cautiously.

Aizen grinned seductively, "Watch closely, and don't you dare forget this sight."

While maintaining eye contact, Aizen pulled out all of his card and dug deeper into her vaginal walls which increased the pleasure that she felt. Soon enough, Orihime couldn't control herself and vibrated wildly as if she was having a seizure. Her head arched back again, unable to maintain eye contact. Her mouth was wide open as she closed her eyes shut.

"A-A-AIZEN..." she squirmed out, forgetting to address him properly. "S-S-S-S-S-SOMET-T-T-HING IS C-C-C-C-OMI-N-!"

A silent cry escaped from her mouth as the young woman experienced her first orgasm of her life. Her virgin womanhood exploded her love juice all into the Soul King's mouth and face. Like a greedy beast, he lapped up all of her fluids, consuming them with angelic moans. This feeling would never leave her mind. She would remember this moment for the rest of time. This...was what love feels like. She told herself.

Now Orihime was in a sweat, watching as Aizen cleaned himself off before addressing her.

"Did you like that?" He asked her confidently.

"I-I loved it!" The amber princess replied without hesitation.

A huge realization washed over about what she said. Sitting up, Orihime looked down at his massive erection and realized that there was one last thing that they have not done yet. Aizen saw her realization and smiled.

"Then you'll love this."

Swiftly, he got to his feet and pushed her back on the bed. He towered over her. Orihime's beautiful hair was scattered all over the sheets like a goddess, and she looked up to see a lustful expression from the Soul King. He reached down and aligned his massive member on her entrance. Slowly, he teased her by tracing it along the entrance. Orihime weakly moaned from his touch. Every fiber in her body desired him, and him alone.

"Do you want me to take you, Orihime?"

This was it. The moment of truth. The point of no return. While some may consider this the illusion of choice, this was not the case for the young woman. Aizen had slept with many women prior to becoming the new Soul King. For Orihime, he wanted her to allow this on her own free will, just like how she did when she went to Hueco Mundo to become his servant. This was not Kyoka Suigetsu, this was not by force, this was her own choice. She knew the implications of this process. Once a young woman like herself experience this, she would no longer be considered a girl, but a matured woman, and with Aizen being the handsome Soul King that was there for her when no one else was, she wouldn't want it any other way.

"Yes. I want you to take me. All of me." she accepted.

This was more than enough consent for the Soul King. His desire for her caused him to almost go insane. Still, he wanted to push her even further. "There's no going back if I do. Our flesh and souls will be become one. You will serve me, live for me, fight for me, and I will own you for the rest of time. Is this what you desire, my dear?"

Gently, Orihime fondled his cheek with her soft warm hand. She smiled warmly. It was the same kind of smile that she would have gave Ichigo if he had reciprocated her feelings for her and allowed him to make love with her. However, that reality did not exist. The young woman had lived to see herself rejected, betrayed, forgotten, abandoned. With her broken heart, she has a chance to belong to someone else, and that someone happened to be the all powerful handsome Soul King that offered her to be a goddess. How could she say no?! She leaned up to give him one final kiss, and then laid back down to be deflowered.

"Make me yours, forever. Please." She begged him passionately.

It was enough.

Slowly, the Soul King took a hold of his massive member and entered it into Orihime's virgin womanhood. Once his member reached her hymen, he pulled out of her before thrusted everything inside of the young woman.

Instantly, Orihime screamed out in pain. Tears escaped from her eyes as she closed them shut. Aizen stole a cocky grin from her. This was his true victory over Ichigo Kurosaki. He didn't go easy on her. He wanted her to feel the pain for now, while all of the pleasure went to himself. His eyes felt heavy as his mind radiated with bliss. The walls of her vagina stretched open and made way for its new master.

Slowly, he pulled himself back out, leaving only the tip still inside of her. The virgin blood and tissue rested on his massive rod. After a brief moment, he slammed himself back in. The process continued for a couple of minutes, as Orihime screamed out in agony again. This was her punishment for rejecting his advances earlier. At the same time, this was to represent the pain that she had pent up inside of her other realities. While this hurt, it was nothing compared to her broken heart, a heart that Aizen picked up and made it whole again. She instinctively dug her claws into his back. It didn't hurt him, but he was humored by her instincts.

After the pain of hell washed over, Orihime was finally free to moan in pleasure. She forgot that the pain ever existed, and smiled warmly with a blush. She crossed her legs into him to encourage him to not remove himself when the time came to climax. They kissed passionately and looked each other deep into their eyes.

"You are perfect..." he told her between his thrusts, "...in every way."

He began to pound her into submission, causing their flesh to smack loudly against each other. No longer did they hold back on their primitive words or instincts. They mated for hours, never wanting it to stop.

"Is this what you want, woman?! Tell me! Say it!" Aizen demanded from his new woman. "Y-Yes! This is what I want! Please don't stop!" she yelled out to him.

He possessively kissed her again as they wrestled their tongues together. Orihime experienced another orgasm but never had time to recover. Hour after hour. Orgasm after orgasm. Cry after cry. All of this drove Orihime to see Aizen as her everything. Her lover. Her King. Her Power. Her will to live. Her everything. After a few more hours of filling Las Noches with their moans, Aizen felt a massive pressure that built up inside of his member. This was it, this was the moment that he desired every since he first laid eyes on her. Right here, right now, he would impregnate her, and give her all of the babies that she desired. Orihime heard his erotic moans and knew that his moment had finally come. She was determined to let this happened, no matter if anyone judged her for it.

"Beg me, Orihime. Beg me to make you my goddess!"

"Y-YES! YES! MAKE ME YOUR GODDESS!"

The declaration of the amber beauty left Aizen in such a primitive state that he leaned down and bite heavily into her neck. Most of the pain was numbed by Orihime's pleasure as she cried out to release her orgasm. He consumed a mouthful of her flesh and blood like a ghoul. Fortunately for the young woman, her innate healing abilities mixed with his power allowed her to instantly recover from this wound. Her orgasm splashed all over the Soul King's member.

At the same time, Aizen unloaded an ocean of his life-giving seeds into the womb of the Amber Princess. Now, it was guaranteed for Orihime to become pregnant to bear one of the many children of her King, and both of them knew that this was only the first that they'd share together. The thought filled her with wonderful joy as she tightened her vaginal walls to squeeze out any lingering seeds that remained in his member. To compliment her actions, Aizen kept himself inside of her for almost a minute, allowing all of his seeds to create their homes inside of her womb.

Once he was satisfied, the Soul King slowly pulled out of his Princess. His extra essence oozed out of her, unable to be contained in her inner walls. The thought of breeding his arch-nemesis' lover brought his ego to an entire different level. He breathed out heavily in the bed, towering above her as she laid there weakly to herself.

"~Your body...your mind...your soul...it all belongs to me now...forever.~" Aizen huffed out.

"~I love you, Lord Aizen.~" she mouthed out.

Aizen smiled and cuffed her cheek, "I love you too, my dear." he whispered to her.

He leaned down to kiss her passionately. His movements began slower and slower to signal for his princess to rest and recover. Aizen swiftly covered them in blankets to keep themselves warm in the cold air of Hueco Mundo. She was exhausted in all of her being, and Aizen knew it. He silently cuddled with her and planted kisses on her skin, much to her sensation.

"Sleep my dear..." he purred to her ear. "...when you wake up, you will be reborn as my goddess forever." He proclaimed.

With that, Aizen put her in a deep sleep, and gave her dreams of their boundless future together with love, sex, mating, and changing the realms in his own image. As the minutes passed, Aizen read her mind and her history. He learned everything about her, and knew Orihime better than anyone, even more than her late older brother or Tatsuki. A devious sensation washed over him as his energy regenerated. He didn't wake her up, but that didn't stop him from taking advantage of the young woman that was now his personal slave.

Aizen rolled over Orihime's unconscious body on her stomach. He pulled up her massive rear end and teased himself. Violently, the Soul King slapped her ass, getting no reaction from her. He continued to do so until her rear cheeks turned red. Aizen grabbed her soft flesh so tight that he clawed into her skin. Fortunately, she instantly healed from it.

"You are mine now, my beautiful bride." He whispered to the sleeping beauty, "I will make you pregnant in no time."

From there, he revitalized himself and re-entered her womanhood. Aizen use her all night as an unconscious sex toy, dumping more and more of his seeds by the hour to satisfy his eternal lust. While he would love for her to be conscious from all of this, she needed the rest, and he desired more of her flesh. Still, there was one more experiment that he desired from her. Aizen took a hollow and implemented it into Orihime's soul, fusing it so that one day it can be to his benefit. In her own chambers, Tier rubbed herself knowing that the Soul King was using the young man as a sex toy. She was glad that he had returned to Orihime, and that Orihime had experience the flesh and seeds of Aizen just like she has.

My Omni-Race has been set in motion. The Soul King told himself. As dawn finally broke in the isolated room of his amber goddess, he looked up to smile at his work.

This is all going according to plan.

A/N - This is a huge wait off of my shoulders. It's even a bit nostalgic to write this all over again too lol. One day I hope to type of this story and end it on my own terms. For the old folks that supported this prior...thanks, and second, you all probably noticed some major and minor changes here and there. Consider this a reboot. I had to go off memory and will have do that for the rest of the fanfic until I catch up to my old chapters. I'm very busy with work in this summer for some training. The next chapter won't be released anytime soon unfortunately (Late August at the earliest) but as some of you remember it will revolve around the Soul King and his captured "Flash Goddess" just like before. Alright, I'm done yapping, see you all in the next chapter!