Ichigo and Renji have fun with her body

Ichigo shook his head, trying to get rid of the horrifying image. He needed to find a way out of here – and back to Karakura town to prevent any mishaps. Crushing the notes in his hand, he made to get out of the room, but Renji’s voice stopped him.

“What’s happening?” he asked, kind of demandingly. “What’s the deal with that note?”

“Uhh,” Ichigo tried to find a way to explain everything to Renji in a non-complicated way. “Long story short… I’m not Lieutenant Matsumoto. I know I look like this,” he quickly added when he saw Renji’s face, “But I’m really not. I am Ichigo.”

“Well,” said Renji, contemplating. “I know Matsumoto would never use the masculine way to describe herself, so… I guess I believe you.”

“This is all because of some stupid machine Urahara-san invented,” Ichigo sighed. “And if you want any proof, here,” he handed the note to Renji, who immediately took the crumpled paper from Ichigo’s hand and flattened it to give it a read. “Yoruichi-san’s holding my body hostage now.”

“Holy,” said Renji, as he read through the note quickly from top to bottom. “Sounds like something very interesting.”

“Interesting?!” Ichigo flared, reflexively raising his tone at Renji. “They’re going to do all sorts of weird things with my body and ruin my image, if that’s you call interesting!”

“Well, I don’t get what you’re so mad about,” Renji raised his eyebrows. “You can do the same with Matsumoto’s body. I mean… you are practically having her body hostage now.”

“I – “ Ichigo was about to argue, but then closed his mouth abruptly, realizing that Renji might have a point. A few seconds passed between them, with Ichigo contemplating Renji’s words. The more he thought about it, the more interesting it sounded. “Actually,” he said after a few moments of silence. “It… might not be such a bad idea.”

“Well, I do have an idea of what I want to do with Matsumoto’s body…,” Renji’s eyes suddenly flickered with a kind of devilish look as he looked at Ichigo from top to bottom, smiling cunningly. If anything, the way Renji looked at him with a mix of unexplainable thirst suddenly cause Ichigo to be overwhelmed by a really bad feeling.

“W-what is it?” he asked, licking his lips, which suddenly felt dry.

“For example…,” Renji took several steps toward Ichigo, still trapped in Rangiku’s body – and Ichigo had to back down a few steps when he saw hunger in the red-headed man’s eyes.

“What are you trying to do?” he asked Renji, panic growing on him. But the other man only smirked, drawing closer still, not answering his question. Ichigo backed down further and further, until he could feel his back pressing against the cold wall. He had nowhere left to run now. Knowing that Ichigo was finally trapped, Renji grinned in satisfaction. He put out his index finger, traced it playfully on Ichigo’s – or rather Rangiku’s – chin, and tilted Ichigo’s face up to face him. Now, Ichigo could clearly see the undeniable lust burning in his eyes.

“I’ve always wanted to do this for a long time,” Renji whispered, his voice hoarse.

Without a warning, Renji’s lips found Ichigo’s in an urgent, ravenous kiss, taking the boy by surprise. It was the kind of fervor that left no room for hesitation. His mouth moved with a **** hunger, seeking to consume, and demanding that Ichigo obey him. His tongue pressed at Ichigo’s lips, forcefully parting them apart. Short of any other options, Ichigo relented and let Renji’s tongue slide into his mouth, exploring deep into the hot cavern, dancing with raw desire. Ichigo didn’t want to admit it – for he had never been kissed by a man before, but the way Renji did it make him feel… good. He even started to feel heat pooling near his center – and something between his, or rather Rangiku’s – legs began to feel damp, getting more and more wet by the seconds as Renji continued to play his skilful tongue inside his mouth. And strangely… he didn’t hate it.

"What the hell this body is really liking this, is this the effect of having a female body?" Ichigo asked in his head.

He didn't like guys but there was something about Rangiku's body that made him like it weirdly. Gradually, Ichigo began to feel more and more relaxed as he gave in into Renji’s kiss. Any thoughts of resisting him, of going back to the human world immediately to recover his body, were gone – replaced by an overwhelming desire to be here, tongues intertwining with Renji’s, their lips met in fervent urgency, in a **** need to taste and explore each other. Sure, he had experienced arousal before in men’s body – an insatiable thirst to get his desires fulfilled. And sex had always felt great as a man. But he had never experienced it in a woman’s body, and he had no idea being sexually aroused in a woman’s body would feel this good. The slick, damp moist between his legs, the way heat was growing stronger and stronger around his center, and the **** need to be touched – down there… somewhere down there below his belly button… All of these are new to him, strange and intriguing, yet deeply arousing.

"Hold on Renji this feels wrong, I mean I am a guy this is weird are we really going to you know.... have sex?" Ichigo said with the voice of Rangiku. He feels her body begin to get wet, as her nipples start to harden to the point where it is poking her robe. Renji could only stare in lust at Rangiku's body.

"Look Ichigo those beasts took your body for a joyride right? Well how about we take Rangiku's body for a spin?" Renji said.

"I don't know I mean it feels soo..."

"Right? I mean think about all the times Ranriku was teasing us. I mean think about it, she runs around with her cleavage out and about in uniform, those two beautiful breast bounces she has are a huge turn on for all us guys" Renji said.

"Don't you want to experice what it is like to feel female pleasure? I know I would if I was in your shoes, so how about you help a pal out?" Renji said.

"Well if you say it that way.... we can call this as a way of getting back at her, she did give us permission..." Ichigo said until he is cut off with Renji grabbing both his new breast.

"Glad we can see eye to eye friend now let's explore this body together" Renji said as he pull Ichigo in for another kiss.

Gradually, Ichigo began to feel more and more relaxed as he gave in into Renji’s kiss. Any thoughts of resisting him, of going back to the human world immediately to recover his body, were gone – replaced by an overwhelming desire to be here, tongues intertwining with Renji’s, their lips met in fervent urgency, in a **** need to taste and explore each other. Sure, he had experienced arousal before in men’s body – an insatiable thirst to get his desires fulfilled. And sex had always felt great as a man. But he had never experienced it in a woman’s body, and he had no idea being sexually aroused in a woman’s body would feel this good. The slick, damp moist between his legs, the way heat was growing stronger and stronger around his center, and the **** need to be touched – down there… somewhere down there below his belly button… All of these are new to him, strange and intriguing, yet deeply arousing.

Rangiku had given him her body for the whole day after all, told him to ‘have fun with it’ for the whole day, so shouldn’t he do it? This is his only chance to ever experience sex as a woman. If he could know how it felt having sex as a woman, he could certainly use it to increase his skills – to pleasure his women partners later. Making up his mind, Ichigo smirked into the kiss, now pulling Renji in even deeper – his tongue roamed inside Renji’s mouth, trying to battle him for dominance. Ichigo’s free hands now travelled to the Renji’s back, cradling him, pushing Rangiku’s body against him so Renji could feel Rangikus soft, large breasts on the exposed skin on his chest, just between the gap of his robe. Grunting, Renji stretched his arm below to grab Rangiku’s buttocks and lifted her up, leaving practically no space between them. Their bodies press against each other now, as if drawn together by an irresistible magnetic ****. Their hands continued to roam and grasp, pulling each other closer, their fingers desperately trying to find any articles of clothing to be removed, while still kissing hungrily. It was as if they had been starved forever, and were now indulging in it with unbridled passion.

"Now that's the spirit, let's do this!" Renji said.