Erotic Story Ideas

by Anonymous

Summary:

I have a lot of ideas when it comes to smut fanfics, the interaction between a lot of characters(and I'm a pervert)

So here I'm going to put down all my ideas regarding them.

People are free to take these ideas as inspiration for future fics. in fact I'm actually hoping for it. Just remember to give credits.

Important: I'd like if the characters involved in here were aged up.

Chapter 1: (Bleach) Ichigo Is The Only Male Shinigami

(Inspired by GodsShadow's One Piece fic, Love & Lust, comment of Akaosi, A Lewd New World by EvilFuzzy9)

 

Title: I'm honestly bad at naming things, so I don't have much but Shinigami Boy, The First Male Shinigami, Soul's Game For Him, Joseireitei.

 

Summary: Soul Society. It was a place that no human knew about, only the souls that were guided there by the Shinigami, a force that was bent on guiding lost souls to their destined home, and defeating the evil souls, Hollows. 

But the most unordinary fact about them, was that they were all women. Never had there been a man amongst the ranks, since forever.

But then one young adult had to go prove them wrong.

Ichigo Kurosaki's world takes a drastic turn when he encounters Rukia Kuchiki and gains Shinigami powers, and he makes the world of the shinigami take a drastic turn too, sparking a new game everyone didn't realize they were in. A game that focused solely on one strawberry.

Mega Harem Smut fic.

Extra/Important Details:

• The main cast boys, Yasutora and Uryu, are female too.
• Everyone is aged up to be in community college.
• Isshin is a female(NO INCEST)
• Ichigo's Reiatsu has something that cause female shinigami to be allured to him, similar to L&L!Luffy's Lust Lust Fruit, while he is unaware, due to (logic) of him being a male shinigami. Weaker shinigami would feel small and weak in his presence, hearts fluttering at the sight of him, growing weak in the knees, falling deep into his influence. Stronger shinigami, like vice captains and captains are still affected, though not as weakly as weaker shinigami.
• Those who he has sex with him become more infatuated with him, desiring his touch, the feel of his skin, and a subservience to him.
• Female Yamamoto and female Toshiro are Immune to Ichigo, because they are not in his age range in human years. (Someone of Yamamoto's or Toshiro's age having sex with Ichigo disturbs me)
• (Genre: Smut/Erotica, Harem, Alternate universe elements, Romance)
• (Tags: Romance, Desire, Explicit Content, Light Maledom/Femsub, Female Submission, subtle pheromone, Harem building, Mass Harem, Alternate Universe - Gender changes, Rough Sex, Mind Manipulation, Kissing, Love, Sexual Content, Fluff and Smut)
• (Tone: explicit, playful, sexual gratification, sensual, playful and humorous, desire and attention) 
• The Story would either start and progress the same as Canon Bleach, with chapter 1 being called Rukia Kuchiki, because this time she stays with him, and they fuck.
• The story would take place after Aizen's betrayal, with him either constantly showing up to seireitei for any missions, sparking up interactions, or the first chapter detailing him being "imprisoned" which is actually him being kept in a suite with the shinigami visiting, deciding on his place in the seireitei.

Sources for genderbend:

https://www.reddit.com/r/bankaifolk/s/eSYhQUe78C

Notes:

Please leave a kudos if you like this idea. Leave a comment to if you'd like, but keep it appropriate.

Chapter 2: (My Hero Academia) Setsuna Takes Advantage Of An Opportunity

(ONESHOT)

 

Title:  The Rabbit "Caught" In The Lizard's Grasp, Ensnared Greeny, Broccoli Boy's Task

Plot:

• Setsuna Tokage overhears something interesting from Midoriya, or rather about him. She learns that Midoriya used to wear All Might PJ's when he was a kid, and decided to confront him to tease him about it.
• She was alluding to knowing something about him, but Midoriya mistook that she knew about OFA, and desperately said he would do anything if she doesn't tell anyone.
• She doesn't know he was talking about OFA, and wasn't actually going to tell anyone about his embarassing childhood pajamas, but she decided to take this opportunity to have sex with Midoriya. (She felt bad about it)
• Starts with Tokage giving Midoriya a blowjob, and he ejaculates a lot of cum. 
• When it's time to fuck her pussy, Midoriya does more than a good job, with her screaming at him to go harder.
• When they're done, Midoriya asks her if she won't say anything about OFA, confusing her. Midoriya almost has a heart attack when he realizes she was talking about something else.

Additional details:

• UA is a university
• Tokage was casually floating her ear in a Lesson Co op with Class A and B, and heard Midoriya mumbling about his PJ's.

Chapter 3: (One Piece) Robin And Luffy At Little Island

Notes:

I had this in mind a long time ago.

(One Shot) 

 

Title:  Miss All Sunday's Challenge

 

Plot:

• When the Strawhats are at little island and baroque works agents haven't arrived yet. Miss All Sunday arrives by herself and seeks out Luffy. She was looking to kill her boredom and saw the pirate captain as a good tool for it.
• She gave Luffy a challenge. A challenge in sex. If she tires out first, she'll give him the actual log pose to Alabasta. If he tires out, he'll have to give up the princess. He agrees to protect his nakama.
• Luffy barely knows anything about sex, so Robin believes this will be an easy win, feeling somewhat sad for Luffy. That changes when she pulls down his pants and a huge cock that she can barely fit her palms around flings out.
• Despite being shocked at its size, Robin masks a face of calmness as she strokes it, making Luffy feel funny, in his words. She's feels a little nervous when she stretches her mouth open, and put the tip in her mouth. She chokes when she gets down to half its length. Luffy however, liking the feeling he was getting, and takes the lead, grabbing her head and shoving her down his entire cock. 
• Luffy is not gentle like Robin, and repeatedly slams her down his cock, while she is panicking and trying to pull herself off his cock. Luffy is too strong, and she can't focus to create any arms.
• He finally cums, and it makes her choke even more, with wads of cum filling her stomach. He stops and she takes a moment to take a breath, with Luffy thanking her. She tries to take control of the situation again, by removing her panties, and telling him to lay down, so she could ride him. She's very nervous of taking all that in her pussy, but she proposed him with this challenge so she couldn't back down. 
• When she's about to slide her pussy down, Luffy gets impatient, grabs her and forces her down, making her let out a shriek at the sudden intrusion. 
• Luffy repeatedly pushes his cock into Robin's tight pussy, making her scream out in pleasure, and telling Luffy to slow down. She then cums, and after a few minutes, cums again, and then she came sooner. 
• Some time has passed and Robin is delirious at the waves of pleasure she is recieving, cumming every 20 seconds, and screaming so loudly she could alert everyone on the island.
• Luffy tells her the stuff is about to come out his penis, which Robin panickedly tells Luffy to pull out. He of course doesn't listen and Robin is screaming/moaning from all the sperm invading her pussy, right into her womb.
• Luffy pulls out and looks at Robin, wondering what to do next. He then looks at her butt hole and thinks he should put his dick their next. Robin, realizing what he was about to do when she felt his cock touching her ass, pleaded with him, telling him he's already won and that she can have the princess, but Luffy believes she doesn't mean what she says. 
• Robin is moaning/shrieking to the whole island and Luffy ruins her ass, repeatedly slamming it into her pucker, her eyes even have hearts in them as she moans. And she's shocked with herself and she tells him to do it more. 
• Luffy pulls out, still determined to win the challenge, gets an idea and uses his devil fruit to grow his dick.
• Robin is in a whole other world as Luffy is fucking her with his new dick, fucking her so hard, it begins to grow further, and then it pops out of her mouth, making her repeatedly cum, again and again. 
• He finally cums and decides to take a break.

Chapter 4: Ichigo Male Shinigami Idea

Summary:

This is a preview for an Idea I had about the Ichigo male shinigami au

All the designs of the gender changed Shinigami I took inspiration from: https://www.reddit.com/r/bankaifolk/s/eSYhQUe78C

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The Strawberry's Special Event

 

The Seireitei breathed a sigh of relief. The crushing weight of Aizen’s betrayal, the brutal wars, the constant threat – it had finally receded, leaving behind the familiar hum of routine, the gentle clatter of geta sandals on stone paths, the distant calls of patrols. To Ichigo Kurosaki, recently returned from Karakura Town for 'routine spiritual consultations', it felt… normal. Peaceful. Almost boring.

He was blissfully, catastrophically unaware.

Beneath the serene surface, a different kind of hum vibrated through the ranks of the female Shinigami. It was a buzz of nervous excitement, shared glances laden with hidden meaning, and a collective thrumming of hearts that had nothing to do with battle readiness. It pulsed strongest among the most powerful, the captains and lieutenants who had fought beside him, felt the overwhelming, unique power of his male reiatsu wash over them time and again. That power, an impossible legend made flesh, had burrowed deep into their spirits, awakening needs they never knew they possessed,  needs for his touch, his attention, his… command.

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Deep within the halls of the Shinigami's women association, far from prying eyes and ears muffled by powerful kido barriers, figures gathered. Those apart of the SWA, and those not apart, but cooperating. 

Moonlight struggled to penetrate the thick shōji screens, casting elongated, distorted shadows on the walls. The air was thick with perfume, expensive sake, and crackling anticipation.

"She has confirmed the location," murmured a voice, smooth as aged silk, belonging to a shadow whose silhouette suggested impossible grace and a predatory stillness. Fingertips drummed lightly on an armrest shaped like a coiled serpent. "The old bathhouse caverns beneath Squad 8. Disused, spacious… easily secured."

"Perfect," hissed another shadow, sharper, more contained, radiating controlled intensity. Her posture was rigid, yet a slight tremor ran through her frame. "The human world research yielded… invaluable insights. Concepts like 'host clubs' and 'specialized appreciation events'. Adaptable." She shifted, the faint clink of metal, perhaps hair ornaments, accompanying the movement.

A third shadow, unmistakably voluptuous even in silhouette, chuckled, the sound rich and warm like honeyed rum. "Oh, the things we learned! Costumes, service protocols… the focus on singular masculine appreciation. It’s practically tailor-made for our… unique situation." She fanned herself briskly. "The sheer daring of it…!"

"And he remains oblivious?" asked a fourth shadow, smaller but radiating fierce intelligence. Her voice held a note of disbelief mixed with giddy fascination.

"The densest spiritual entity in three realms," sighed the serpent-chair shadow with amused resignation. "Utterly unaware of the hurricane of desire swirling around him. His innocence is… part of the charm. And the challenge."

"Funding secured," stated a fifth shadow simply, her outline hinting at meticulous braids and an air of unquestionable authority softened only slightly by the context. "Through… discreet channels."

"Excellent," purred the first shadow. "Then we proceed. The 'Cater to Strawberry Service' commences tomorrow night. Sections prepared. Assignments finalized. Remember the core principle: His pleasure is paramount. Our fulfillment lies in his satisfaction." A collective shiver, part thrill, part profound submission, rippled through the gathered darkness.

"Dismissed."

The shadows melted away as silently as they had gathered, leaving behind only the scent of their excitement and the heavy promise of the night to come.

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Ichigo scratched his head, staring at the heavy parchment scroll delivered by a blushing, trembling Fourth Division member who practically fled after handing it over. The seal was unfamiliar, with intricate, swirling designs surrounding what looked like… a stylized strawberry? He broke it open.

Dear Ichigo Kurosaki,

Your unparalleled valor and sacrifice in defense of the Soul Society have not gone unnoticed. In deepest gratitude for your unique contributions (particularly your stabilizing presence), an exclusive appreciation event has been prepared in your honor.

Please proceed to the disused geothermal springs annex beneath Squad 8 Barracks precisely at moon zenith tonight. Entrance concealed behind the Third Sakura tree west of the main dojo.

Your presence is commanded.

Sincerely, The Shinigami's Women Association

 

Ichigo blinked. "Appreciation event? SWA? Since when do they do appreciation events? And geothermal springs?" He shrugged, tossing the scroll onto his temporary cot in the Kuchiki guest quarters.

"Weird. But… I guess I shouldn't be rude. Probably just tea and awkward speeches."

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Following the cryptic instructions led him to a moss-covered stone archway hidden behind the indicated sakura tree. Pushing aside thick vines revealed a steep staircase descending into profound darkness. Cool, damp air smelling faintly of minerals and age rose to meet him. His footsteps echoed unnervingly loud in the absolute silence as he descended.

After what felt like too long, the stairs ended in a vast, cavernous space. Utter blackness stretched before him. Only a single, bright spotlight illuminated a central point far ahead. As he approached cautiously, the spotlight revealed an object: a chair.

Not just any chair. It was enormous, carved from dark, polished wood that seemed to drink in the light, upholstered in deep crimson velvet that looked impossibly soft. Gold accents gleamed on its arms and high back. It looked like a throne fit for… well, he wasn't sure what, but it was ridiculously luxurious and completely out of place in this dank cavern.

A small card sat on the seat. He picked it up.

For Ichigo Kurosaki. Please be seated. The Service will commence shortly.

Feeling increasingly bewildered and slightly ridiculous, Ichigo lowered himself onto the plush velvet. It was incredibly comfortable. He leaned back, arms resting on the broad armrests, looking out into the impenetrable darkness surrounding him. He strained his ears.

He heard faint whispering. Feminine giggles that sent a small shiver down his spine.

Then, a voice cut through the darkness. calm, melodious, yet carrying an undercurrent of something… different. Something warm and undeniably sensual he’d never heard from her before.

"Welcome, Kurosaki-san."

Captain Unohana?

Before Ichigo could even process that, there was a sharp TOOT! of a horn.

Blinding lights exploded overhead, banishing the darkness in an instant.

Ichigo flinched, throwing up a hand against the sudden glare. As his eyes adjusted, his jaw dropped.

He was seated on his velvet throne in the center of a vast, transformed cavern. Polished stone floors gleamed. Elegant silk banners in shades of red and gold hung from the high ceiling. The cavern walls were draped with rich fabrics.

And directly ahead, unfurling with a dramatic flourish from the ceiling, was an enormous banner crafted from shimmering silver fabric.

CATER TO STRAWBERRY SERVICE

Ichigo stared, brain struggling to catch up. "Wha…?"

His gaze snapped downward as a figure stepped gracefully into the light before his throne. His brain stuttered to a complete halt.

Captain Unohana Retsu stood before him.

But...holy shit.

Unohana wore an outfit that he would have never dreamed of her wearing.

A skintight black leotard that clung to every devastating curve, cut high on the hips. Panty stockings sheathed her long legs, disappearing into knee-high black stiletto heels that added dangerous inches to her height. Perched at a jaunty angle on her meticulously arranged hair was a pair of fluffy black bunny ears. A fluffy white tail was affixed just above the swell of her famously ample backside.

Her usual serene smile was present, but her eyes… her dark eyes held a smoldering warmth, a playful promise that turned Ichigo’s blood molten and froze his tongue to the roof of his mouth.

"Kurosaki-san," she purred, her voice like velvet wrapped honey, resonating in the suddenly silent hall, sparking a silent feeling down his back. 

"On behalf of the Shinigami Women's Association and all grateful denizens of the Seireitei… welcome to your exclusive appreciation event." She gave a small, deliberate bow that showcased the deep cleavage afforded by the scandalous neckline of her leotard. Ichigo flinched and blushed at the sight.

He made a strangled sound. "C-Captain Unohana? What… what is this?"

Unohana chuckled, a low, rich sound that vibrated through Ichigo's bones. "Kurosaki-san, This is our profound gratitude made manifest." She took a step closer; the scent of her perfume, exotic flowers and something indefinably her, washed over him, intensifying his disorientation.

"For all you have done, for the unique presence you bring… we offer ourselves. Our purpose tonight is singular: your pleasure."

Ichigo felt heat flood his face and spread rapidly down his neck. "M-my pleasure? What does that even mean?!" He gestured wildly at her outfit, at the banner, at the cavern now visible around him, glimpses of other figures lurking just beyond the main circle of light, watching intently. He saw flashes of color,  silks, lace, skin, but couldn't make out specifics in his stunned state.

"Think of it as… personalized service," Unohana continued smoothly, unfazed by his panic. "Different sections offering different expressions of our appreciation. Tonight is solely about indulging you, Kurosaki-san. Relaxing you. Pleasing you." Her gaze held his, dark and knowing. "You need only accept what is offered."

She clapped her hands twice, sharp sounds echoing in the chamber.

"For your first course," Unohana announced, stepping gracefully aside with a swirl of her fluffy tail, "we present two who know you well and are eager to express their… deepest gratitude."

From opposite sides of the illuminated circle, two figures stepped forward into the light.

To his left, came Orihime Inoue. Gone was her usual schoolgirl modesty. She wore a delicate confection of pale pink silk and lace, a babydoll negligee that barely reached mid-thigh. Thin straps held it precariously on her shoulders, showcasing her impressive décolletage. Her cheeks were flushed crimson, her wide brown eyes shining with adoration, nervousness, and unmistakable hunger as they fixed solely on Ichigo. Her lips trembled slightly as she offered a tiny, excited wave.

To his right, came Rukia Kuchiki. Her outfit was a stark contrast, sleek black satin shorts that hugged her petite curves like a second skin, cut high on her thighs, paired with a matching cropped halter top that left her toned midriff bare and pushed her modest chest up enticingly. Black thigh-high stockings and chunky heels completed the look. Her violet eyes burned with fierce determination mixed with profound embarrassment, a flush high on her cheekbones. She crossed her arms defensively over her chest but couldn't stop her gaze from flickering over Ichigo seated on his throne.

"I-Ichigo!" She stuttered, trying to bring up her usual bite, but failing. Badly with hownher voice wavered, with the blush on her face. "D-Don't get any weird ideas! This… this is purely ceremonial gratitude! Understand?!"

Orihime clasped her hands together, bouncing slightly on the balls of her feet. "Ichigo-kun! We're so happy to serve you! We practiced! Please relax and enjoy!"

Ichigo stared, utterly poleaxed. The sight of Rukia dressed like that, trying to glare while blushing furiously, and Orihime radiating pure, eager devotion in her barely-there pink lace… combined with Unohana’s impossible bunny-girl presence… it short-circuited his brain.

Unohana smiled serenely at his stunned expression. "Section One: Companionship and Comfort Initiation." Her gaze swept over Orihime and Rukia. "Begin."

 

SECTION I: ORIHIME INOUE & RUKIA KUCHIKI

 

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And that's where it ends! Sorry, I didn't fully intend to finish it.

Chapter 5: (Bleach) Rangiku pays her debt....with her body

(Inspired by a comment made by akaosi on Bleach ask/prompt fic)

 

Title: Bimbo Stress Relief

Character: Rangiku Matsumoto, Yoruichi Shihoin, Retsu Unohana, Soifon, Rukia Kuchiki, Isane Kotetsu, Nanao Ise, Momo hinamori

Kinks: Bondage, sensory deprivation, cumdump, big breasts/ass, rough fucking, skullfucking, rough anal sex, rough oral sex, vaginal sex, groping, derogatory, humiliation, spanking, hairpulling, submission, semi-public sex, whoring out debts, mind break

 

Plot:

Chapter 1

• Rangiku would go to this bar in the human world in her gigai, and constantly drink from their, never paying her tab. The bar owner, Tanaka finally had enough. 
• The next day when she didn't pay her money, and since she was in her gigai, Rangiku couldn't fight back as he ripped off her clothes, stripping her naked. He forced her into a latex armbinder and legbinder. Tied rope very tightly over those binders, then applied tape. He applied more rope and tape over her body to secure her more, while hand gagging her. Then he pulled out a latex hood with a built in big ring gag, and forced it onto her head, sealing of her vision, and it even sealed off her hearing. 
• She would squirm and yell into her gag, before the bar owner would grab her legs and drag her to the rest of the employees. The bar owner would say she was now going to pay for her debts, spanking her. He mandhandled her to get up, and kneel, mauling her tits in front of everyone. He'd then write cumdump and dumb bimbo on her butt.
• Then she would be constantly fucked by people. In the pussy, or be fucked in the mouths. Most of the time people wouldn't wait and fuck all wholes at once.
• She'd then be double teamed in her pussy and ass.
• Then one day, the bar owner would grab her by the cheeks, and write stupid loser on her sternum. He'd say what he wrote, playfully shaking her face, and say it was all she was, even though she couldn't hear. She whimpered. He'd then lightly slap her, before fucking her throat, and cumming in there. She actually moaned and shivered delightfully from the taste. Before two other men came to spitroast here. Where she was actually moaning from the rough treatment. The guy fucking her pussy would pull the hair coming from the bottom of the hood.
• It had been a whole week, with people absolutely fucking her silly, so badly. She was even more submissive to the way she was treated. 
• Another week later, Yoruichi and captain of the 4th division Unohana arrived to Rangiku's location, in their gigai, search for Rangiku. They pushed open the doors of the bar for clues.
• Unfortunately, hundreds of the bar employees were there.
• Immediate cut to another scene, with Yoruichi and Unohana in rangiku's situation, getting relentlessly fucked.
• Unohana however, was absolutely loving it behind her serene face. Regarded by the fact she didn't even struggle or escape when the employees captured them.
• Tanaka said that in another 5-8 weeks, the girls were completely free to go, since his bar was now booming with success, fondling Unohana's breast.

Chapter 2

• Chapter 2
• Its been 1 week and 3 days, and the bar has very successful. In the center of the bar are 3 ladies, who are being relentlessly used as fuck toys. 
• Yoruichi and Unohana were in the same get up as Rangiku. 
• Yoruichi's fire had been subdued to a grain, but it was still there. 
• Rangiku was moaning more loudly. and squirming not to escape. 
• Tanaka decided to make it a bit more interesting by removing Unohana's hood, so she could see the people fuck her. She had a serene look of arousal. Especially when the men mauled her breasts. Without the ring gag hood, she was free to pleasure the people fucking her throat.
• He also had waiters punish Yoruichi. They would stuff her with intense vibrators, but right before she could cum, they'd turn off, denying her release. They also removed her hood, put a ballgag on her and forced her to see Rangiku and Unohana get used. 
• She finally broke down and begged for release. They took off the ballgag, and asked her what she wanted, which was for her to cum. They, with wicked smiles, told her to beg. She completely broke down and debased herself. They put her latex ring gag hood back on, and gave her their reward.
• Another week later, Rukia, Momo, Nanao, and Isane were being lead by Soifon in there gigai to find yoruichi sama, Rangiku and Unohana taicho. Soifon made Omaeda lead the omnitsukido in seireitei by himself. They go to the same bar for any clues, unaware of what's going on in there.
• When they were walking before they head into the bar, one of the employees heard their conversation, and went to inform Tanaka. 
• The moment Soifon opened the doors, the entire bar was crowded by men. She pushed through them to get to where they were focused at. 
• Unbeknownst to her, guys in the crowd grabbed the 4 shinigami, using chloroform.
• Soifon managed to push through to finally see Rangiku, Yoruichi and Unohana. Before she could properly process the horror, a guy used chloroform on her.
• Another week later, there's a new line up of girls with rangiku Yoruichi, Unohana, Soifon, Rukia, Momo, Nanao, and Isane, all in the same getup Rangiku was, Getting fucked, with deragotory names written all over the women. They had different reactions, like Soifon acting in extreme fury, and Momo sobbing as she was forced to take a cock.
• (Unohana had her hood put back on)
• Tanaka came and announced to everyone(but the girls who couldn't hear, thanks to their hoods) that the girls were free to go in two weeks.
• It invigorated the energy of the men, and they fucked them even harder.

Chapter 3(Last Chapter)

• It had been 13 days, and the girls, starting from Rangiku, Unohana, Yoruichi, Soifon, Rukia, Momo, Nanao and Isane had gotten the most nastiest, roughest, back arching, mindbreaking, brain scattering fucking they have ever gotten in their lives.
• With the phenemonal vigor that the humans could have, the repeated onslaught of fucking had completely broken in the girls, including soifon(other than unohana). They had been constantly fucked out of their own sense of reality.
• Their identities didn't mean anything anymore. They were now just cocksleeves. Toys to please men.
• Now it was the last day of their "debt payment" The last day the men gave them their hardest gangbangs, spitroasts and fucking, without giving them an inch of rest. Each girl having their own scene of getting used. And they were in pure euphoria. Soifon got the "worst" of it
• After 24 hours had passed, Tanaka pressed a button that turned off the deafness in each girl's hood, so he could speak to them with a microphone(technology much)
• He said that they had paid more than enough for Rangiku's debt...but since everyone loved the girls so much...he grew a sinsister smile, said he would be a generous guy, and said they were staying for 3 more days. The men yelled in extreme joy, while the women internally, or externally screamed in shock, and deep anticipation and extreme fear of what were to come. None of them were angry. 
• Those 3 days of fucking had somehow been worst than the supposed "last" day, as they had been fucked hard enough to lose consciousness, then regain it in seconds. The other days may have labelled them as cocksleeves, but these 3 days...., their holes had stretched to accomodate those cocks. They lost the sense of time, and sense of the world. they truly WERE fuckholes
• After the 3 days, the girls had been stripped of their bindings, and then dumped at an abandoned alley, naked, covered in sweat and cum, shivering. 
• Each girl took a long while to regain any small amount of coherence of thought.
• The entire experience had irrevercably changed them.
• .....not for the worse, though.
• 4 days later, Rukia was in her room, blindfolded, armbinded and leg binded, gagged tightly, with vibrators in her pussy, moaning, fantazing about her time at the bar.
• Soifon was panting in her room, naked, sweating, with deep shame and extreme arousal. She slicked her pussy, with the thought of huge, delicious cock. She NEEDED IT.
• Weeks later.... Tanaka was wiping a glass at his bar, amused of thr thought that the women didn't come to take their revenge out of trauma and shame. 
• He was surprised the the girls, most with subdued behavior, came back, with rangiku saying/mumbling that they had to come back for...for...
• A smug and nasty grin grew on his face, finishing her sentence with remembering what they truly were.
• He knew they had other work in their lives to do... so he said they could do some occasional work.
• later, there was a raised platform, and there were ropes, tape, armbinders and legbinders, and hoods with built in ring gags, with an individual scene for each women, getting slowly prepped up in excitement.
• There were moans of pleasure coming from all the women. Writhing in the bonds.