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Accidental Heroine	By : Whackybiscuit Category: Bleach > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 21673 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Several days later….
Orihime's Apartment
The bedroom was a symphony of erotic sounds as its two occupants made love. Orihime clung to Ichigo as her strap-on plunged into her cunt, the dirty sound her pussy made as it was stuffed filling her ears. "Mmmmhh!" she moaned.
The two orangettes had been eating lunch while looking over another newspaper about Ichigo's vigilante exploits. Orihime, finding Ichigo's suit to be such a turn on, kissed Ichigo. Getting aroused, Ichigo grabbed Orihime and practically dragged her into the bedroom. After stripping Orihime out of her clothes and donning her sexy armor the two began to fuck like animals.
Sweat rolled down the genderbended Ichigo's back. Grunts spewed from her lips as her hips slapped Orihime's over and over again. She loved having sex with Orihime in her armored form, the feeling of having a cock again sublime. She was grateful to Halibel for showing her how to manifest her suit's transforming abilities. It was the only time Ichigo felt like a man again. More importantly, it was the only time she felt in control.
Their breasts rubbing together, bchigo and Orihime kissed as their lower halves melted. Orihime dragged her nails down Ichigo's back, her toes curling from feeling Ichigo's toy dive deep into her womanhood, making the whole world spin. Finally the bubble inside Orihime burst and she let loose a loud cry. "Ichigo! Cumming!"
The feeling of Orihime's walls wrapping around her faux-cock sent Ichigo over the edge as well. Slamming her hips into Orihime's one final time before releasing inside of her. "Ahhhh!" she cried out, throwing her head back as her toy shot synthetic cum into Orihime's womb. Sitting up, she pulled out of Orihime and sighed. "Ahhh…I needed that," she said, wiping her sweaty brow.
Giggling, Orihime sat up and kissed Ichigo's cheek. "Me too!"
The sweaty girls hugged before a voice from the doorway interrupted them. "Well now, it's good to see you two getting along so well." The girls gasped and turned to see the intruder, finding out that it was Yoruichi.
"Yoruichi!" Orihime gasped as she quickly covered herself with a pillow. "What are you doing here?"
"I came by to check on you and Ichigo." She turned to Ichigo and winked. "It seems like every time I turn around you're having another sexcapade."
Ichigo facepalmed. "Do you have to call it that?" she asked embarrassingly.
"More to the point. Get dressed," Yoruichi told them. "I need to tell you something."
Later….
The three women sat around the living room table. Ichigo couldn't help but become nervous when she saw the expression on Yoruichi's face. It wasn't a look that told her she'd come to give them some good news. "What is it, Yoruichi?" Ihcigo asked, her outfit back to being a school uniform.
Taking a deep breath, Yroucihi looked up at her protégé. "Well, Ichigo. I-"
Ding dong!
Orihime got up. "I'll get it." She left the living room, leaving Ichigo and Yoruichi alone.
Yoruichi looked at Ichigo with mournful eyes. "Ichigo. I…never took the opportunity to apologize."
"For what?"
The werecat gestured to Ichigo's appearance. "This. All of it. I wanted to give you your powers back. I knew that you were hurting and I couldn't stand to see you all alone." She sighed and looked down at her uniform. "Instead, I ended up changing you into a woman and chained you to a perverted armor. Because of that, you've been dragged through just about every degrading thing a person has gone through." She reached across the table and grabbed Ichigo's hand. "I am truly sorry for all that you've endured."
Ichigo squeezed Yoruichi's hand. "It's alright, Yoruichi. I-"
The two were interrupted when Orihime returned. However, they saw that she wasn't alone. Ichigo's eyes widened when she saw a familiar face: Rukia Kuchiki.
Inside a Gigai, Rukia looked at the rooms two occupants. "Hello, Yoruichi," she greeted quickly, nodding. "Long time no see."
"Likewise."
Rukia then turned to Ichigo. "And you must be Orihime's cou-" Rukia stopped dead in her tracks when she got a good look at "Ichika", her violet eyes widening to their limit. "I…I…" she stammered as her brain failed to process what her eyes were telling her. "ICHIGO?!"
"Hi, Rukia…."
A few minutes and one very long explanation later….
Rukia sat at the table opposite of Ichigo, her jaw hanging as she listened ot the three explain Ichigo's transformation. "So…let me see if I've got this straight," Rukia started, trying to keep calm. "You're telling me…that the crazy thong-wearing weirdo that's been causing such a ruckus for almost three months…has been ICHIGO?!"
"In a nutshell? Yes."
Sitting at the table, Rukia looked at her friend dumbfounded, unable to believe that this was real. "Renji and I wondered why we couldn't find you but…but...this is insane!"
"Tell me about it," Ichigo chuckled, having gotten used to people staring at her. "Wait, how'd you recognize me?" she asked.
"Are you kidding me? How could I not see that it's you? My question is how the hell everyone didn't recognized you right off the bat?!"
Yoruichi put her hand up, stopping the two from becoming hysterical. "If you're quite done," she said, turning back to Ichigo, "I'd like to finish the reason I came her."
Orihime saw the look in Yoruichi's eyes and feared the worst. "What is it, Yoruichi?"
Looking down at the table, Yoruichi gave a sigh before looking back up at Ichigo. "I'm…I'm sorry, Ichigo. I've looked everywhere for a way to restore you to normal. But there's no way to reverse what's been done. I can't change you back."
Ichigo went cold, her hopes dashed before her eyes. Looking down at the ground she felt numb. For so long she'd been able to endure all of her struggles while laboring underneath the hope that one day she could return to being a man again and put it all behind her. With her secret now exposed to her best friend and the revelation that she was forever trapped inside this suit, cursed to being a woman forever, Ichigo's hope gave way to despair.
Orihime put her hand on Ichigo's shoulder. She could tell that Ichigo was shaken. "Ichigo…." She didn't know what to say to make Ichigo feel better.
Tears filled Ichigo's eyes as a familiar feeling returned to her: shame. Her shameless encounters with Loly and Menoly's army, the Fullbringers, the Vizards, the Arrancars and even her disastrous run-in with the Yakuza sex-slaver would now be forever etched in her heart. Now that her worst fears were confirmed she could never return to her old life. Though she'd returned to her father she still felt like a stranger to her sisters and her friends. "I just…" she started to sob, tears running down her face. "I just want to be a man again," she said, looking down at her suit. "All I ever wanted was to be a Soul Reaper again…."
The three women didn't know what to say as Ichigo broke into tears, her dreams of returning to normal crushed. It occurred to Orihime and Yoruichi just how much she'd been holding it together until now. "Ichigo…" Orihime murmured, putting a hand on Ichigo's shoulder.
"I don't…" Ichigo sobbed uncontrollably. She'd been holding her pain inside of her for so long that now that the dam had burst open she couldn't stop herself. "I want to be a man again!" She buried her face in her hands and wept. She didn't care how shameless it was to sob in front of her friends.
The three women stared at Ichigo, first in sadness then in disbelief. "Ichigo," Yoruichi said, snapping her out of her sobbing.
"Ichigo, why are you glowing?" Rukia asked, concerned when Ichigo's uniform began to glow. First it was soft, like the glow of coals after a fire had been put out. Then it grew until Ichigo was a shining beacon of light.
Ichigo stared down at herself in confusion, scared out of her wits as she felt an odd sensation swell within her. "What's happening?" she shouted, scrambling to her feet. She reached to remove her clothes but they clung to her body like glue. "What's going on?"
Just when Ichigo became as bright as the sun, she exploded in a burst of white light. "ICHIGO!" Orihime screamed, horrified at what she'd just witnessed. The blinding light soon faded, leaving the three women with their jaws hanging when they all saw what'd become of Ichigo.
The teen blinked, feeling bizarre. "What…what just happened?" Ichigo asked before realizing that the sound of her voice was different. It was much deeper than before. Then Ichigo noticed that the long locks of orange hair was missing from her shoulders. When Ichigo looked down to see what the suit had done now, the teen was in for a surprise. "I'm…I'm a man?" the now normal Ichigo gaped. But more so than that…"I'm a Soul Reaper?!"
At Ichigo's feet lay his body, stripped bare of any clothes and lying naked on the floor. Beside the empty shell lay the Shihoin armor, back to its original form of a black high school uniform. When Ichigo inspected himself he saw he was wearing the black vestments of a Soul Reaper, Zangetsu's familiar weight on his back.
Rukia did not know what to say. "What the hell did we just witness?" she asked. She turned to Yoruichi for answers. "I thought you said that there was no way to turn Ichigo back to normal. Did all he had to do was wish it?"
"Hmmm…." Yoruichi got up and picked up the uniform. As she expected it her brow furrowed. "I'm not Kisuke, so I may be wrong…" she started before laying it on the table, "but I believe that the suit had been steadily absorbing Spirit Energy from Ichigo's constant battles. The suit was alive and sensed Ichigo's desires. It took an enormous amount of Ichigo to transform Ichigo in order to utilize to suit like she wanted. It must've sensed Ichigo's desire to return to being a man and a Soul Reaper again. When Ichigo wished it, the suit released all of its stored up energy to grant your wish."
"…Well that's convenient," Rukia deadpanned.
Ichigo walked over to the suit and lifted it up. It felt strange to no longer have it a part of his body after spending so much time and having gone through so much with it. "Yoruichi…" he felt an absence of life from the suit and frowned. "I don't sense its Spirit Energy."
"I think…it gave you back your life at the cost of its," Yoruichi said mournfully. "Like I said before, the suit was alive. It must've wanted to grant your wish, even at the cost of its own existence."
Orihime got up and hugged her girlfriend-now-boyfriend. "But this is so good!" she said, burying her head in Ichigo's broad chest. "Now you can go back to being you now!"
Ichigo patted her head and smiled. It would be relieving to finally go home and be himself after all he'd been through.
"Uhh…" Rukia interrupted. "Are we going to ignore the fact that your body is just lying there naked?"
"Oh, right. One sec." Ichigo quickly got into his naked, Human body and sat up. "Um...hang on, I need to go find some clothes." Getting up, he blushed as the three women stared at his naked body. Scratching the back of his head, he moved to go to Orihime's bedroom. "Hang on. I'll go find some clothes to put on." He went into the bedroom and was about to go through a drawer when he realized something crucial. "Crap! All of my clothes were for my female body! I can't fit into anything here!"
When he turned around he saw the three girls' heads poking around the doorframe. After Ichigo's many, many sexual encounters he recognized the look in Orihime and Yoruichi's eyes. He could even see Rukia looking at Ichigo with a hint of lust in her eyes, her gaze staring downwards. Scratching the back of his head, Ichigo smiled. "You uh…like what you see?"
Orihime giggled. "Sorry. It's just…after seeing your female body it's hard not to stare."
"I'll say," Yoruichi purred, licking her lips. "I forgot how hot you are like this." She turned to her friends. "What say we have a little celebration?"
"I'm in!" Orihime said quickly. Walking into the room she quickly shed her clothes, pressing her naked breasts against Ichigo before pulling her boyfriend into a kiss. Ichigo could feel his newly restored manhood start to rise as his hands touched her beautiful, nude body.
Yoruichi turned to the blushing Rukia. "Well?" she asked. "You want in on the fun?"
Rukia looked back at the kissing couple and couldn't deny she was starting to get horny watching them. It'd been a long time since she'd been intimate and she'd always been attracted to Ichigo. "If Orihime's okay with it," she said, not wanting to want to come between her and Ichigo.
Whipping off her top, the purple-haired werecat grinned. "Oh, I'm sure they'll be happy to have one more." Pulling down her pants, she entered the room and pressed herself against Ichigo's unoccupied side. "Well, Ichigo?" she asked as she kissed his cheek. Her hand pressed against his stomach, feeling his restored abs. "Care for a foursome?"
Ichigo looked over to Rukia and saw her blushing. Chuckling, he turned away from his girlfriend and mentor and sat down on the bed. "Honestly? After all I've went through…a foursome sounds almost normal…." He turned to Rukia and patted the bed. "If Orihime's okay with it, I've no problems."
The orangette giggled. "Just this once is fine. It'll be fun!"
"Well if nobody's got a problem with it…." Rukia entered the room and started to strip out of her dress, feeling a little self-conscious as she became nude. She wasn't as stacked or curvaceous as Orihime, Yoruichi or even Ichigo's female form. Still, she sat down next to Ichigo and let him pull her close, moaning into his lips as they kissed.
The three girls pushed the male Ichigo down onto the bed. Skipping the foreplay and wanting to feel Ichigo's real cock inside of her, Orihime straddled his waist. She was a bit intimidated as she hovered over Ichigo's cock. It was just as long as the strap-on Ichigo had previously used but thicker, making it more intimidating. Looking up at her boyfriend and given a reassuring nod.
A low moan left Ichigo as Orihime sank down onto his cock, feeling his warm manmeat fill her. Like for Ichigo it was a new experience feeling something real go inside her rather than Ichigo's toy. Her lips let out a sigh as her walls stretched around the thick length. "Ooooh! You're big!" Orihime moaned. Putting her hands on Ichigo's chest she lifted her hips up and down, her body still sensitive from having sex with Ichigo earlier. Ichigo's hands went to her hips and sped up her bouncing.
Rukia and Yoruichi lay beside Ichigo, fingering themselves as they watched Orihime ride Ichigo like a stallion, her breasts bouncing with each slide down Ichigo's cock. The orangette bit down on her lip as Ichigo hit all of her sensitive spots, only to gasp when Yoruichi snaked up from behind and cupped her breasts. "Wow, Orihime, look at you go," she teased, pinching the girl's nipples while licking her sweaty neck. "I can see you and Ichigo had loads of fun time together."
Panting, Ichigo turned to Rukia, who was watching it all while fingering her small pussy. Seeing the look in Ichigo's eyes, Rukia got up and straddled Ichigo's face. Reaching up, Ichigo grabbed Rukia's waist before eating out her pussy, making the raven-haired girl lean her head back and moan in pleasure.
The bed shook as Orihime's hips sped up. Throwing her head back, Orihime went wild from feeling Ichigo hit her cervix, hitting all of her sweet spots. It didn't take Orihime long to reach climax. Squeezing her eyes shut, Orihime cried out as she gushed all over Ichigo's cock, her body shaking as Ichigo brought her to rapture.
Rukia got off of Ichigo's face as Orihime lifted herself off of Ichigo's cock, completely satisfied. As Orihime sat back against the wall Ichigo sat up, stroking his slickened cock. He turned his head to see Yoruichi in front of him on her hands and knees, wiggling her luscious booty in front of her. "I hope you haven't lost your steam, Ichigo?" she teased.
Ichigo didn't keep her waiting. Mounting the werecat, Ichigo palmed her juicy cheeks, squeezing them gently as he lined up his cock with her greedy, wet hole. Remembering how Yoruichi completely lost control during their fight with the Vasto Lorde, Ichigo felt a thrill run through him at the idea of pounding Yoruichi's pussy doggy-style, 'Or would it be kitty-style?' he thought amusingly before sliding into her.
Yoruichi's warm depths welcomed Ichigo's invading manmeat, taking him in all the way to the base. Yoruichi gripped the sheets and grinned as Ichigo moved in and out of her womanhood. The woman gasped as Ichigo grabbed her wrists and pulled back, her breasts swaying as he fucked her as hard as he could. "Oh! Ichigo!" she panted, loving how dominating Ichigo had become. "If I didn't know any better, I'd never have known you were the girl who loved being pleasured in bondage!" she teased.
"Maybe…but if there's one thing I've learned, Yoruichi, it's that you're just as kinky as I was!"
Smack!
Yoruichi tightened around Ichigo's shaft as the boy smacked her bottom, her round ass shaking as Ichigo spanked her until her cheek was red. Letting go of her wrists, Ichigo reached up and grabbed her swaying breasts, squeezing them as his hips continued to move faster, the sound echoing throughout the room. Turning her head, Yoruichi melted into Ichigo's lips as he kissed her.
Ichigo's stamina outlasted Yoruichi's when the werecat threw her head back and groaned, her body reaching bliss in an instant when Ichigo's hand left her breast to rub her aching clit, sending sparks of ecstasy through her before she climaxed, groaning heavenly as she came. "Ahhh! Ichigo!" she cried out before going limp in his arms.
Surprised by his own endurance, Ichigo pulled out of Yoruichi and laid her down on the bed gently like he did to Orihime. Turning to his neglected friend, he found her making out with Orihime, enjoying the sight of the two girls tangled in each other's arms, their hands rubbing their wet pussies.
Not hearing the sound of Ichigo fucking Yoruichi's brains out, Rukia broke the kiss with Orihime and smiled. "Jeez, Ichigo, I'd have thought you'd have run out of steam by now."
Chuckling awkwardly, Ichigo scratched the back of his head. "I've…had a weird weird nights since I used Yoruichi's armor."
"Really?" Rukia smiled knowingly. She heard that Captain Unohana had engaged the so-called Bondage Vigilante in battle but when pressed for details she'd merely replied that they'd gotten into heavy close-quarters combat. Not only that but while recounting her failure in bringing Ichigo in, Soi-Fon confessed to have had her way with the girl in a fit of blind lust. Knowing not to tease him after he'd just returned to manhood, Rukia grabbed her legs and pulled them back, offering her dripping honeypot to Ichigo. "How about you show me some of that experience?" she teased.
Ichigo moved closer, grabbing her soft thighs as he lined up his cock with her entrance. Rukia bit her lip as Ichigo slowly entered her. A husky groan left her small lips as her womanhood was filled. She cringed a little since Ichigo was on the large side and it'd been ages since she'd been intimate. Ichigo noticed the look of pain on her face and stopped. "You okay, Rukia?"
"Yeah," Rukia said quickly. After a few deep breaths she nodded, having adjusted to Ichigo's size. "Go on, Ichigo."
The command was willingly obliged. Rukia's eyes widened as Ichigo slammed his cock inside of her, bottoming out her pussy. This time it was Rukia's moans that filled the room as Ichigo pounded her into the mattress, her toes curling as Ichigo hit all of her sweet spots at once, the tip knocking at the door to her womb. "Ohhh!" she moaned. With each thrust into her tight honeypot, Ichigo worked another moan out of her, his hands reaching for her petite nipples. "Mmmmmh!" Rukia moaned when Ichigo tugged on her small nipples.
Ichigo was spurred on when Orihime pressed herself against his back, rubbing her large breasts into him. "Wow, Ichigo. I think I like this bolder you."
"So do I," Ichigo chuckled. He sighed as Orihime's hands roamed his sweaty chest, her nails dragging along his skin, making his body start to lose itself to the pleasure.
Rukia's moans grew louder as Ichigo sped up, reshaping her pussy with his cock as he slammed in and out of her womanhood. "Oh god!" Rukia cried out, gripping the sheets hard. She'd never had sex this intense before and she loved it. "Fuck me, Ichigo! Fuck me!"
Not wanting to be left out, Yoruichi crawled over to the fornicating trio. She turned Rukia's head and kissed her, dipping her tongue into the raven-haired girl's mouth as her hands toyed with her small chest before going lower to rub her clit.
The dam burst inside of Rukia when she felt Ichigo enter her womb. Turning away from Yorucihi's lips she squeezed her eyes shut and let out a loud moan. "Don't stop! Don't stop!" she pleaded, her body tensing up. "I'm gonna burst!" she shouted before her pussy tightened around him, her juices gushing from her plugged cunt.
The tension inside of Ichigo couldn't take anymore. Pulling out of the climaxing Rukia, Ichigo felt his balls tighten, his first orgasm as a man again. Sensing Ichigo's impending climax, all three girls got up and positioned themselves in front of him, their faces close to his throbbing manhood as he stroked it, hard and fast.
"Ahhh!" Ichigo cried out, his cock exploding all over his friends' faces. He'd forgotten how amazing it felt to feel a man's orgasm, his head tilting back as he covered his friends' faces in white cum.
The three were in awe of Ichigo as he painted their faces white, sighing as heat covered their faces. "Wow," Rukia breathed as she sat back, licking her stained lips. "You're like a firehose, Ichigo."
"Well to be fair, it has been almost three months since he's been a man," Yoruichi noted. Grabbing her shirt she cleaned her face before passing it to the others.
While the others cleaned their faces, Ichigo lay back against the pillows. He looked down at his male body and felt strange. It seemed almost foreign to him, having gone almost three months as a woman. 'But it's over…' he thought, glad to be able to put it all behind him. 'And I'm a Soul Reaper again….'
Orihime lay down beside him and laid her head on his shoulder. "How do you feel?" she asked, concerned from seeing the look on his face.
"Better," Ichigo confessed. "But it'll be hard to convince everyone where "Ichika Inoue" went as soon as I pop back up."
Rukia sat on the edge of the bed and shrugged. "It'll be fine. If everyone bought your disguise then I'm sure it'll all work out. And don't worry about your powers," she said. "I'll inform the Head-Captain that Yoruichi helped you get your powers back. And I promise I won't tell about the armor."
Yoruichi laid down on Ichigo's unoccupied side. "I don't think it'd matter if you did told him. The suit gave its life to restore Ichigo back to normal now. It's just clothes at this point." Yoruichi thought about it and knew that she was simply giving in to wishful thinking. "On second thought, maybe you should keep your mouth shut about that. If they knew of the armor's existence it'd probably cause a problem with my clan."
Rukia nodded before turning to Orihime. "Um…Orihime? Could I spend the night here?" she asked timidly. "I…kinda forgot to ask Kisuke and I didn't go by Ichigo's house since I had no idea where he was."
Orihime nodded and gestured to the two next to her. "Sure! I don't think Yoruichi or Ichigo would mind."
Yoruichi reached down and stroked Ichigo's softened cock, working him back to hardness. "Now then, why don't we continue celebrating Ichigo's return to manhood?"
Ichigo smiled as the three girls pressed him down onto his back. Before the debauchery could begin, he looked down the hallway at the uniform lying on the table. 'Thank you…' he mentally told it, grateful for all they'd gone through together.
As Ichigo began to make love to his three friends, the sounds of the hot sex echoed throughout the apartment, reaching the living room. As it listened to its former owner enjoy his restored body, the uniform glowed faintly for just a moment.
"Goodbye, Ichigo…."
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