How bad could it be?

Ichigo could feel he blood boil as he walked into Kurotsuchi's Lab. Byakuya had treated him like any other subordinate. "Shit, it's like he forgot that I kicked his ass not all that long ago," he thought.
Once he got into the lab itself, a woman was waiting for him. "Hello Mr. Kurosaki. My master is waiting for you." She motioned towards a door down a hallway. Ichigo was already getting rather tense. The hallway wasn't lit well, so the eeriness was sinking into him. To try to get some pressure off he tried to talk to the Lieutenant.
"So what is this evaluation for?" he asked.
Nemu responded, "It is to try and test the limits of your spirit energy Mr. Kurosaki."
That's when it dawned on him; he didn't even know how the woman was. "Um, what was your name again?"
She did not react to this question and simply stated, "I am the 12th Division Lieutenant Nemu Kurotsuchi."
Ichigo's mouth dropped as they entered the next room, he yelled, "YOU'RE THAT CRAZY SCIENTIST GUY'S DAUGHTER!"
Captain Kurotsuchi was in the room they entered. He heard the outburst, "I suppose that because of your limited comprehension you may refer to her in that way. She is more like a created being by my hand." He then turned back around and said, "Nemu, get our specimen ready for testing."
She quickly turned around, locked the only door in the room and began to take off Ichigo's clothes. "Hey what they hell are you doing?" But as much as Ichigo tried to stop her she had **** him to the floor and proceeded with her orders.
"Do not worry Kurosaki; this will just be a simple evaluation of your specimen for my research. It would seem that the way you control and project your spirit energy is quite tied to your emotions. Most Soul Reapers are able to control their spiritual energy regardless of their state of being."
By the time Kurotsuchi turned around Nemu had already stripped Ichigo down to his boxers and had already hotwired him to many different monitors. "Put him on the machine already Nemu. You are taking too long."
"My sincerest apologies master." Nemu quickly pushed Ichigo onto a very long treadmill and started up the machine at a slow speed.
Ichigo at this point was extremely embarrassed and infuriated. Embarrassment oozed out at the idea of Nemu having had her hands all over his body—well, almost everywhere. And now he was being **** to jog in front of her as she watched and scribbled down notes. The infuriation and embarrassment he felt was actually courtesy of Kurotsuchi and that made him even more furious. Kurotsuchi was the insane man that had put him in that position, not his "daughter" Nemu.
"It looks like your easily adapting to the speed," Kurotsuchi noted.
Ichigo made the mistake of saying, "This is nothing. I could flash step for longer than this."
"Is that so? Nemu! Grant this human his wish."
"Yes master." She quickly walked over to the machine and jacked it up to flash step speed.
The machine kicked into high gear. Ichigo nearly fell face first onto the revolving tread as the machine speed up. "What the hell Kurotsuchi! Stop this thing!"
The mad scientist instead looked over to one of the screens next to him. "Interesting. You can keep up with the machine in Flash Step mode without actually using flash steps." Kurotsuchi made a very displeasing face at this. He was hoping to really push Ichigo to the edge of his abilities. In the next instant, "Captain Crazy" got an idea.
"Nemu! Go get Project #31 out and place it behind the machine." Nemu didn't hear him over the loud sounds of the treadmill. Kurotsuchi quickly kicked Nemu in the ribs causing her to fly backward and hit a wall.
Kurotsuchi screeched at her, "WHAT DID I JUST TELL YOU! GO GET PROJECT #31, NOW!"
She picked herself up off the floor and ran through the only door leading into the dark hallway beyond. Ichigo couldn't believe what had just happened. Nemu hadn't made a sound or fought back when her "father" had kicked her. Ichigo felt his blood boil again. He wanted to rip Kurotsuchi's head off. But before he could even try to get off the treadmill, Nemu was back with what looked to be a giant box with a cover on it. She positioned it behind the treadmill.
"What is that?" Ichigo said between breaths.
Kurotsuchi smiled evilly and said, "This is Project #31 and I've decided to use it now to further enhance this evaluation."
Ichigo didn't understand at first but when Kurotsuchi took off the cover he saw a Menos Grande inside a cage. Kurotsuchi opened the door and the Menos jumped forward at Ichigo. Ichigo flash stepped forward to the front portion of the machine as the Menos' mouth opened wide to try and take a bit of Ichigo.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS KUROTSUCHI!"
"Isn't it obvious? This is a Menos Grande I have been able to capture alive. I've been able to give it a few modifications so with just one bite not only will it poison you but it will be able to tear through you and break you like a twig."
Ichigo was **** to constantly flash step to stay out of range of the Menos Grande's mouth. He could feel himself getting exhausted. He usually wouldn't flash step that much in such a sort amount of time. Everything around him started to get dark right before he fainted.
. . .
Ichigo woke up to the sound of beeping echoing in his ear. He began to stir, but felt a soft hand on his chest. When his eyes cleared he saw that Nemu that was sitting above his head. "What happened?" Ichigo said weakly.
"You expelled more spirit energy that you had and fainted on the treadmill."
When Ichigo looked around he saw that he was on the floor behind the machine on his back. That's when he remembered the Menos Grande. "Where's the hollow?" he asked.
"The Menos Grande that you saw wasn't actually real as my Master led you to believe. In fact, it was just a holographic projection made to scare you into believing there was a real one chasing you. My master can be rather harsh at times, and I apologize for that."
Ichigo **** himself to sit up. He didn't know what to do. Everything was like a weird dream now. He thought that he should just high tail it out of the research lab. But when he tried to get up he felt his sides ache. He figured it might be wiser to just stay where he was for the moment until he regained some of his strength.