Stay in the lab for now.

Ichigo laid back down on the ground. His body ached from all of the running and flash steps. He looked up to the ceiling. He wanted to just faint again and rest. He closed his eyes for just a moment but when he opened them his body suddenly felt rejuvenated from the vision before him.
Nemu had stood up and since she was directly over Ichigo's head he had a clear view up her short skirt. He froze, filled with embarrassment. He opened his mouth but no words came out. He began to twitch from the inability to react.
Nemu noticed his awkward movements and looked down. With a raised brow she asked, "Is something wrong Mr. Kurosaki?"
Ichigo's face turned red since Nemu had notice his staring. He brought his hands up in defense; ready for Nemu to stomp him as he imagined any girl would if they'd caught him peeking, but when she didn't it shocked him. He slowly lowered his hands and became curious. "Why aren't you hitting me?"
"Why should I?" she asked.
"Because . . . because I looked up."
"Up what? Why have you started to act cautious?" Ichigo couldn't answer her question. It was too embarrassing to admit. Nemu looked confused but her expression changed to curiosity as she looked at the rest of Ichigo's body.
"Why have you gotten sexually aroused Mr. Kurosaki?" she asked very matter-of-factly.
At that moment, Ichigo wished the Menos Grande had been real so he could throw himself into its cage. This was the last straw; he couldn't take any more surprises today. Nothing could have possibly been worse. Nemu started to lower herself back down while Ichigo's humiliation rose higher than the sky.
Nemu reached over his body, having her breasts smash a bit against Ichigo's face. Out of nowhere, she took hold of his manhood. She was in an investigative state at that point. Ichigo couldn't do more other than twitch helplessly.
"Are all male reproductive organs always this stiff? All of the test subjects that Kurotsuchi has had have appeared much smaller and completely limp. Yours has seemed to grow and strengthen." With a few more squeezes and light touches Nemu concluded, "It must be the added blood flow through the organ that causes its erect state."
She lifted herself back up and saw a pale, blue faced Ichigo. He had run out of air from holding his breath while she investigated his arousal. His mind was in overdrive. He couldn't comprehend the situation, even more so when he was asked an extremely dreadful question.
"Now that Master Kurotsuchi is done with his testing may I use you, Mr. Kurosaki, for my own investigation? I would like to take apart every fiber, both mentally and physically, of you to get a further understanding of humans?"
Ichigo didn't know what to say. It sounded like she was going to dissect him and take out every bone and muscle for her "investigation." His member began to pulsate even more.