Bee Sting

While the rest of the group instantly jumps away from the transformed females in surprise you instead simply raise an eyebrow, your fingers brushing at your chin plate with deep curiosity, "Huh...well I have to say I didn't expect that one. Does this thing turn everyone into cat girls or something?"

"W-WHAT IN THE WORLD DID YOU DO TO US NYA!?" Bee-chan shouts before suddenly going silent, all eyes turning to her and the cute black cat ears atop her head, "D-Did I just say...nya?"

"I-I think you did Sui-chan nya," Yoruichi begins before she jumps a little, her ears twitching wildly with surprise and fear, "Nya? What the hell...I didn't even say Nya in my cat form!"

From behind your back you hear a sudden round of quiet chuckles, your eyebrow rising slightly as you turn to face the three girls at you back. Nel is by far the best of the three, her hand is held politely over her mouth but it is obvious that she is in a losing battle with her own will to stop from laughing herself silly. Grim has a wide grin and is openly chuckling at the three, her arms crossed over her chest with pride as she stared down her nose at the two captured Shinigami. Haineko quickly breaks down from her giggles and into full blown laughter, her body rolling back and forth on her back in a literal expression of a ROFL, "Ha ha! Yoruichi-san! First you're a Shinigami pretending to be a pussy now you're a pussy pretending to be a Shinigami! HA HA!"

Yoruichi has the decency to blush from embarrassment before it is overtaken with a blush of indignant rage, "What!? How do you know about me? Better yet, what the hell are you?"

Chuckling a bit at Haineko's joke you turn to the pink furred cat, "Snk....as funny as that is Haineko-chan, how do you know Yoruichi-chan?"

You miss the light blush that tints Yoruichi's face at your new nickname for her but you are far too interested in Haineko's response to your question. Slowly, as Haineko's laughter lets up, she rises from the floor with a small grin, "I'm hurt you don't remember me Yoruichi-san. It's me, Haineko, the former Zanpakuto of Rangiku-obaa-chan."

"What...that...that can't be possible, nya," Yoruichi's brilliant golden eyes are wide with surprise as she looks Haineko up and down, her wonder at Haineko's transformation shocking her so much that ignores her instinctual use of the word 'nya.'

“How did you…get out of your sword form,” Bee-chan speaks up, every ounce of her concentration being used so as to not use the word ‘nya’ evident in the light sheen of sweat on her brow, “it is said to be impossible…for a sword spirit to be released n-…from its host sword.”

Haineko smiles proudly as she bounds over to you, her arms wrapping tightly around her waist as she buries her cheek into your still bare chest. Haineko happily nuzzles your bare flesh, something that causes a brief flash of envy from the two Shinigami girls as Haineko purrs, “My Master was able to release me from that sword and stupid old Rangiku-obaa-chan.”

“How,” without warning Yoruichi suddenly speaks up, her golden eyes trained on your like those of a murderous assassin, “how can you release a spirit from a Zanpakuto nya?”

“Oh, ho, ho I think she’s scared John,” Grim chuckles softly as she walks around from behind your body, her legs crouching down until she is face to face with the cat eared bronze skinned goddess, “if you got the power to destroy their Zanpakuto and bring ‘em over to our side then they got shit on us.”

“Grim, what have we said about behaving,” you speak, your tone firm but gentle to which Grim growls in light frustration.

Grim growls slightly before she abruptly stands up, her body turning away from everyone as she softly mutters, “Yes John…sama.” Despite how much Grim pretends to despise the word you can still catch that slight hint of crimson on her cheeks, the bright red blush that could rival the sun lighting up her face every time she called you ‘sama.’

Shaking that thought to the side you turn to the newly created cat-girls in your room, your soft smile once more soothing them as you speak with a calm and leveled tone, “As much as I would like to share I don’t think I will. I have a feeling that if you somehow find a way to escape then all of your Shinigami would be on my ass until I was dead and I don’t feel like making waves…that is if you could escape.”

Your chuckle brings a deep and throaty growl from Bee-chan, her black ears laying down on her skull with utter vehemence as she gives you a glare that could melt a hole in hell, “Just you wait you hollow bastard, nya…you won’t get away with what you’ve done to Yoruichi-sama and I nya! Why can’t I stop saying that, nya?!”

Calmly you stand up from your chair, you head turning and giving Nel a slight glance that she catches with a sly grin. A short not from your ‘lieutenant’ fraccion and you turn back to the pair, your long legs making the approach to the bound Bee-chan a short stroll from your original position. Without warning you stop in front of Bee-chan, your body kneeling down before her as you give her a lustful grin, “Let’s say I let you go Bee-chan, chances are right now you’d try everything in your power to escape.”

“Don’t call me Bee-chan you bastar-” Bee-chan begins but you cut her off with a finger to her lips, something that surprisingly enough silences her instantly. You slowly pull your finger away and Bee-chan’s lips subconsciously follow, her entire body leaning towards you until at last she realizes what she’s doing.

You watch with great amusement as Bee-chan pulls away swiftly, her head turning away from you as a bright crimson blush lights up her features. You chuckle softly as your reach out and gently caress Bee-chan's chin, her mind **** but her body very willing to turn toward you with eyes filled to the brim with bubbling lust, “As I said before Bee-chan, even if I am an Arrancar I am not a murderer. I guess you could call me a hollow with a throbbing heart for beautiful women.”

Bee-chan’s cheeks light up with a blush as she looks anywhere but your eyes, “I…I’m beautiful?”

“Very much so Bee-chan,” Your whisper, your body leaning in as you lay a soft kiss on her lips. From the far side of the room if anyone had cared to look they would see your own Zanpakuto glow with a faint emerald light, a brief pulse of energy before it fades and you pull back from the shorter black haired beauty…