Mayuri's Maze
Chapter Nine: The End

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach!
Warning: Lemon!

Mayuri's Maze
Ichigo & Orihime POV

Ichigo and Orihime walked hand in hand as they traveled down the corridor, feeling exhausted. "I hope a Safe Room is nearby," Ichigo groaned. "I'm exhausted…."

Orihime nodded. The vast amount of torture that had been inflicted on them was almost unbearable. She may be a softy but she swore she was going to hit Mayuri between the legs for putting her and Ichigo through this nightmare.

Speaking of which, Mayuri's voice came through on the intercom. "Turn left up at the next intersection."

Ichigo looked up and cocked her head. "Since when did you decide to help us out? Or are you just leading us into another trap?" she said, scowling up at the ceiling.

"I've grown tired of watching you two go around in circles. Turn left at the intersection and you'll find yourself at the lift in the middle of the maze."

Orihime gasped. "You mean we're done?"

"Not quite. There's just one last obstacle. I wonder how you'll fare…hahahahahahah!"

"I hate him…" Ichigo grumbled, hoping that she'd be back in her male gender soon. "I hate him so much…."

Orihime saw the look of venom on her face and squeezed Ichigo's hand. "It'll be alright, Ichigo. You'll see." Ichigo turned to her friend and nodded, glad that Orihime was by her side.

The two naked orangettes walked through the maze, taking Mayuri's directions and turning left at the next intersection. Seeing stairs leading below, Ichigo and Orihime took them down and proceeded into the dark corridor below. They walked through the dim hallway, wondering if they were walking into another trap when they came upon another door; the last one.

It read "Lift Room".

"So this is it…" Ichigo mused, hoping this hell would soon be over. Looking over at Orihime, the genderbended substitute smiled. "You ready?"

Seeing Ichigo smile no matter what gender her friend was made Orihime smile. "Ready."

The two girls pushed open the door and walked in. To their relief, they saw a large chamber, about as big as the room Ichigo fought Dordoni, and at the other end of the room was a lift, the shaft leading up into the ceiling. But to their dismay, they saw that their salvation had a roadblock in front of it.

Nemu.

"Well done, Ichigo Kurosaki and Orihime Inoue! You've reached the end of the maze and have made it to the center. All that's left is to get through my "gatekeeper", Nemu. But I should caution you though…" Ichigo scowled as she could practically see the sneer on Mayuri's face. "If you're unable to get past her, Nemu will take you two and dump you into another corner of the maze, starting the whole adventure all over again!'

Ichigo gulped. Nemu looked even more intimidating than usual. She had discarded her shihakusho and miniskirt and had put on a black leather outfit fit for a dominatrix. And between her legs was a huge purple strap-on, making Ichigo and Orihime sweat. "Nemu…" Ichigo addressed, standing in front of Orihime to shield her from anything the lieutenant might throw at them. "Will you please move aside? We've suffered enough from this sex-maze!" Ichigo pleaded, not sure how she could possibly beat her without her zanpakuto.

Black-leather high-heels clicked as Nemu walked across the room towards them, her impassive eyes showing her answer. "Master Mayuri's orders are absolute. I'm to pleasure you two until you've lost consciousness and then take you to a corner of this contraption."

If there were any arguments to be had afterwards they ended when Nemu started her attack. Ichigo was unprepared for the harsh bitchslap as Nemu disappeared from sight, only to appear in front of her, striking her to the ground. Ichigo cringed as she hit the cold floor, struggling to her hands and knees. She'd had no rest since "The Blind Tunnel" and was completely exhausted. The naked duo had been forced to relinquish their BDSM outfits, leaving them nude once again, except for Orihime's bra, so the coldness of Nemu's leather outfit hit Ichigo in full as the lieutenant got on top of her. Ichigo gasped as the head of Nemu's toy rubbed against her entrance, the lieutenant grasping her milk-filled breasts and squeezed. "Nemu! Stop!" Ichigo pleaded, feeling the pressure in her breasts build up again, milk rushing towards her nipples.

Orihime, unable to just watch, recklessly charged at Nemu. Her face impassive as always, Nemu merely pointed a finger at Orihime. "Bakudo #4: Hainawa." Orihime gasped as she was bound in a glowing yellow rope. "Please don't resist, you two. It's pointless."

"Gahhhh!" Ichigo screamed as Nemu shoved three fingers into her cunt, Nemu's other hand pulled at her long orange hair as she fingered the substitute, making her pussy nice and wet for her large toy. Ichigo squeezed her eyes shut but Nemu's ministrations were too good; she knew exactly where to rub against her to make her feel it. "Ah! Ohhh!" Her eyes widened as Nemu's thumb pressed against her asshole. "Wait!"

"No," Nemu bluntly said. "Master Mayuri has ordered me to use any means to pleasure you. But I judge that you're wet enough for my toy…."

Orihime looked on, bound to the floor helpless and afraid, as Nemu let go of Ichigo's hair and slipped her fingers out of the girl's wet pussy. Ichigo, dazed from the homunculi's ministrations, clawed at the floor as Nemu spread her cheeks, lining up her strap-on with Ichigo's pussy. "AH! TOO BIG!" Ichigo screamed as Nemu shoved her toy into Ichigo all at once. "NO! AHHH!" Her nails dug into the ground as Nemu started to viciously fuck her, her arms wobbling. Nemu was far stronger than she looked and she was now using all of her unnatural strength with her hips.

Fap! Fap! Fap! Fap! Fap! Fap! Fap!

Ichigo's ears rang with the sound of Nemu's hips slapping against her ass along with her own shrieks. Nemu was going so deep inside, the tip pushing against her cervix. The pain coupling with the pleasure was too much for her. Nemu didn't let up at all as Ichigo's arms gave, the orangette crashing to the ground as Nemu fucked the daylights out of her. "OH GOD!" Ichigo's eyes rolled into the back of her head as Nemu rubbed against her G-Spot. "FUCK! FUCCCCK! FUUUUUUUCK!"

The ground beneath the two soul reapers became soaked from the juices that gushed from Ichigo's plugged cunt as she came hard. Ichigo's lower half melted as her pussy tightened around the rubber toy inside her womanhood. "Ahhhhh…" she moaned, her tongue rolling out as her eyes only showed their whites. Even while Ichigo was in the middle of an intense orgasm Nemu didn't stop, making it clear she would fuck the genderbended substitute until she no longer knew which way was up.

"AH! AHHHHHHH!" Ichigo screamed as Nemu lay into her, her hips never slowing down. She tried to keep herself from blacking out but that was the hardest thing to do at the moment with Nemu dominating her.

Nemu continued to lay on top of Ichigo, her leather-clad hips pounding into her. Taking her hand, soiled with Ichigo's juices, she slid two fingers into Ichigo's gaping mouth. "Here, Ichigo. Taste yourself." Ichigo groaned as the taste of her pussy covered her tongue, her lower half melting. She was taken by surprise when Nemu suddenly pulled out of her thoroughly-fucked pussy and flipped her over onto her back, putting Ichigo's legs on her shoulder. Ichigo moaned as Nemu slid back into her, her strap-on going even deeper and rubbing against her sensitive spots even more. "Does that feel good, Ichigo?"

"YESSS!" Ichigo screamed, her nails digging into the floor, leaving scratch marks. "AH! AH! AHH!" Ichigo whole world flickered and died as she felt Nemu squeeze her breasts in time with her thrusts, making jets of white-hot milk spray onto Nemu's chest. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Still bound by Nemu's kido spell, Orihime watched as Ichigo came, shocked by the debauched look on her face. Still, watching her crush get her brains fucked out didn't stop her from getting aroused, her pussy dripping onto the floor as her special "accessory" continued to lick her breasts.

Nemu gave a small moan as she came along with Ichigo, her toy rubbing against her clit. She watched Ichigo go limp before pulling out, satisfied that the substitute, and the bigger threat of the two, had been dealt with. Ichigo lay still as Nemu got up and walked away from her, taking shallow breaths.

Seeing Nemu walk in her direction made Orihime quiver in fear. To no avail she struggled against her bondage but her human strength was no match against a Soul Reaper's kido. But her captivity was cut short when Nemu reached for her and pulled the binding rope away from her. Orihime struggled against the homunculus but was powerless against the girl's inhuman strength. "No!" she cried as Nemu dragged her over to a nearby wall. Orihime cringed as she was shoved roughly against the wall. Her bra was torn away from her, leaving her milk-filled breasts exposed.

Taking hold of Orihime's hands, Nemu stuck them to a wall with a tiny sticking kido spell, leaving her spread against the wall. "Don't resist, Orihime," Nemu said softly into the girl's ear. "It's hopeless."

"Nooo!" Orihime's tears dripped down her face as Nemu slid into her pussy, stretching her with her thick toy. "Ahhh!"

Like with Ichigo, Nemu's pace was hard and brutal. Orihime felt her lower half melt as Nemu pumped into her, her exposed breasts digging into the teen's back. Pleasure being her main mission, Nemu's hands sensually felt up Orihime's beautiful body. Reaching around her, Nemu rubbed her clit with one hand while another slid up her smooth belly to cup her breast, milking her just like she milked Ichigo. "As I thought. You and Ichigo have come to enjoy being taken advantage of."

Gritting her teeth, Orihime shook her head as she felt that coil inside her begin to tighten against her will. "No! Ichigo and I aren't like that!"

"You're lying." Nemu licked her ear, her hand leaving Orihime's clit to cup her other breast. Stopping her movements, Nemu saw Orihime bucking into her, her body moving with a mind of its own, driving the toy deep inside her of her own free will. "See? Your body has already given in. Just accept your defeat. You will not escape this maze," she said in her usual monotone voice.

Milk shot out of Orihime's enlarged tits as she came. "NO! OHHHHH!" Nemu silenced her loud scream with a kiss, her tongue dipping into her mouth. Strength leaving her, Orihime slumped against the wall as Nemu continued her assault.

By the time Nemu had pulled Orihime away from the wall, the young girl had trouble remembering her own name. "Ohhhh…" she groaned as she collapsed to the ground, feeling bliss wash over her. Nemu pulled her by the arm and dragged her over with Ichigo.

Ichigo had only barely regained her awareness, looking over to see Orihime lying next to her with a lust-filled expression of her own. She tried to get up but with her massive orgasms her bones felt like jelly. Just when things couldn't possibly get any worse, a sound echoed into the room that filled Ichigo's heart with horror.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Well well. It would seem that Blinky has caught up with you. Nemu," Mayuri addressed over the loudspeaker. "Why don't you feed them to Blinky again? I'm sure a few more days spent in him will be quite the experience."

Ichigo looked up wearily as Nemu grabbed her and Orihime by the arm. "Days?"

"Why yes, Ichigo. The last time you and Orihime ran into my pet, you spent a total of two and a half days inside its belly. That's why you were so exhausted. But don't worry. When you wake up after it's done with you, you'll be in the comfort of a safe room at the start of the maze…" Mayuri taunted. "Nemu! Hand them over to Blinky!"

"Yes, Master Mayuri." Keeping a hold on the two orangettes, Nemu dragged them towards the exit. Looking up, Ichigo saw the red gelatinous mass of the slime creature crawling towards her at the end of the corridor. Dread and despair gripped her as she stared at her ill-fate….

Control Room
Mayuri POV

Mayuri shut off the monitor and sat back in his chair, feeling most pleased. "Good work, Nemu. That should keep those brats busy for a few more months. Heheheheh!" Mayuri loved it when a plan came together….

He had no intention of ever letting Ichigo and Orihime go anytime soon. He would keep them here, exploiting them for profit which would further help his department's research projects. When he grew tired of them, after a few years maybe, he would let them go. Although at that point it would be a safe bet that the two girls would not wish to leave, which suited Mayuri just fine.

"Heehee! Isn't it rewarding when a project bears such bountiful fruits? Now that the test run with those two humans is complete, I'll have to start considering bringing more women into here. Or maybe I should use the formula on other men. Hmm…a female lieutenant Abarai? Now that would be something to see…."

Behind him he heard the lift open up, the doors sliding open. "Hmph! About time!" Mayuri scoffed, turning around in his chair. "I thought I told you not to take…too much…time…" Mayuri couldn't find the words as he stared in complete shock at Ichigo and Orihime. "WHAT? HOW?"

Ichigo smiled as she squeezed Orihime's hand. "I'm afraid that Nemu's a little…preoccupied.

Previously….

Dread and despair gripped her as she stared at her ill-fate….

Ichigo hung her head in defeat as Nemu dragged them towards the red monstrosity. 'Is this really going to happen all over again? Are we going to be trapped in this hell forever?'

"Ichigo…."

The girl looked over to Orihime, the girl looking at her with a face full of sweetness. Even in this hell she was content as long as she was with Ichigo. "I love you," she whispered. "No matter what, I'll always love you."

Ichigo stared at her friend, her heart filling up with emotions. 'No…I will NOT let us go through this again! I won't let him hurt Orihime anymore, even if it kills me!'

Strength flowed back into Ichigo as resolved filled her. Blinky was just feet away as Nemu continued to drag them towards her. But the lieutenant was caught off guard when Ichigo struggled to her feet, pulling away from her. Orihime, seeing Ichigo's resolve, got to her feet and struggled along with Ichigo. Nemu frowned as she continued to pull them forward. "Stop struggling," she ordered. "It's useless. Master Mayuri's orders are absolute."

"Your "Master Mayuri" can go to hell!" Ichigo put her hands on Nemu's chest and pushed.

"But you're going there first!"

When Nemu felt hot slime touch her back, she realized that she had been so preoccupied with them that she had forgotten by Blinky. "No!" She felt slimy tentacles wrap around her waist, pulling into its body. "NOOO!"

Blinky's pull was greater than Nemu's. She was forced to let go of Ichigo and Orihime as Blinky pulled her into its body, her black-leather outfit disintegrating and leaving her nude. Ichigo and Orihime watched as Nemu was swallowed up by the monstrosity, glad that it was her and not them. Turning around, the exhausted duo hurried towards the elevator before the monster decided to make his dinner a combo….

Back to the Present….

Ichigo cracked her knuckles as she walked over to Mayuri, not caring that she was naked anymore. Luckily for them, Mayuri didn't have his zanpakuto handy, which was perfect for them. "Mayuri…" she said glaring, feeling rage bubble up inside her. "I think you know what comes next…."

Mayuri stood up, feeling nervous at his present situation. "Now now," he warned. "I wouldn't do anything rash. Remember, I still hold the formula that turns you back to-GRRRK!"

The mad scientist was interrupted when Orihime suddenly kicked him square in the balls! "That was for turning Ichigo into a girl!"

Ichigo followed up with a punch to Mayuri's face. "THAT was for dragging Orihime into this."

"And THIS is for all the hell you put us through!

It was good that the other captains weren't here. Mayuri would've been mortified for them to hear him scream like a girl as the two humans began to give him his much-deserved comeuppance ….

20 minutes and one HELL of a beatdown later….

Mayuri lay on the floor groaning in pain, a beaten and bloodied mess. Ichigo and Orihime stood him, feeling very satisfied after their month in hell. "So what now?" Orihime asked.

"First: clothes. Second: cure." Ichigo looked around, looking for a closet for some clothes but saw nothing. "Maybe we should go and head upstairs."

The two orangettes were taken by surprise when they heard the lift open behind them. They saw to their amazement Nemu, covered in red slime, emerge from the lift. "Nemu? I thought that Blinky had you?" Orihime asked, somewhat glad that the girl was ok.

"Blinky had long since grown bored of me. Master Mayuri would often punish me by making me mate with it but it grows tired of having the same person rather quickly. That was why he set it in the maze."

"Riveting…." Ichigo crossed her arms and scowled. "Where'd Mayuri keep the cure that turns me back to normal?"

"There isn't any cure."

Both Ichigo and Orihime stared at the girl, Ichigo's heart thumping in her chest. "WHAT?!" Ichigo screamed.

"But Mayuri said-"

"Yes, Orihime, Master Mayuri did say that he would give you the formula should you complete the maze but that was untrue. Master Mayuri never intended to let you out. He did not even bother to synthesize a reverse compound for the GB-SSR formula."

"GB-SSR?"

"Genderbender-Substitute Soul Reaper. Master Mayuri created it specifically for you."

Orihime took hold of Ichigo's hand and squeezed. "So how is Ichigo supposed to get back to normal?"

Nemu walked over to a nearby computer and typed in a few keys. Ichigo saw a chemical formula pop up on the screen. "I don't have the formula to counteract the one Master Mayuri injected into you, but it would be possible to synthesize one of our own."

Ichigo stared at the screen. "You can do that?"

"I can't. It is too intricate for me. But somebody of Kisuke Urahara's caliber would be able to do so, though it will take time."

The genderbended substitute sighed. "Fine. It'll be hard to explain this but I'll have to rely on him." Suddenly a thought hit her. "Wait! What am I supposed to do in the meantime? I'm a girl! It's not like I can hide these!" She crossed her arms and pushed up her breasts. "How am I supposed to explain this to everyone?"

Nemu walked over to a nearby wall. "You won't have to." Hitting a button, Nemu opened up a secret panel, revealing a large rectangular devise. "You recall the Kioku Chikan device we Soul Reapers use to change memories?" When Ichigo nodded, Nemu gestured to the device and elaborated. "This device acts in a very similar fashion. It releases a pulse that affects both the Soul Society and the World of the Living and causes a subtle shift in everybody's memories. I cannot erase their memories, but I can alter them to where everyone remembers you being born a girl; with the exception of the three of us and Kisuke Urahara, of course."

Ichigo nodded, glad for the sudden convenience. "Ok. When Kisuke fixes me, can you change everyone's memories back to normal?"

"Yes."

Orihime stepped forward. "Um…Nemu? It's been bothering me for a while. Mayuri said you came up with an alibi for us being gone for so long. What did you tell everyone exactly?"

"That you two had run off to elope."

Both orangettes blushed and gaped at the lieutenant. "You told them we were getting MARRIED?!" Ichigo screamed. Orihime looked away, picturing her and Ichigo both in wedding dresses.

Reaching into a drawer, Nemu pulled out several items. "Yes, it was the most believable story. And from the way you two bonded, I don't think you two would mind it all that much. I had these made for you two if and when you two emerged from the maze." She handed Ichigo a marriage certificate with both their names forged on it as well as a wedding ring, handing a second ring to Orihime. "And you don't have to worry about the video. I'll release a virus that will purge all traces of it from the internet."

Ichigo nodded in thanks, looking down at the ring in her hand. She looked up when she saw Nemu dig through a drawer of papers before pulling out a flyer. "What's that?"

"You remember the room that caused you two to lactate? Master Mayuri started an enterprise selling your milk. I was wondering if you two would like to continue helping the business. It would help with your swollen breasts, at least."

Ichigo stared at her before looking down at her milk-filled breasts, remembering what it was like to get milked. Turning to Orihime, Ichigo asked her for her opinion. "What do you think?"

"Well…it did feel kinda good. And we wouldn't have to worry about our chests being so big…" Orihime murmured. "I'll do it."

"Same here." Ichigo nodded to Nemu. "We'll do it. At least until I turn back to normal."

"Excellent." Nemu walked over to the main console controlling the maze and typed in a few more keys. "It will take me a little while to set everything up, so would you like to recuperate in peace for the day? The lift will take you to a safe room on a separate level from the maze; it was meant to be reserved for Master Mayuri's quiet time."

Both Ichigo and Orihime nodded in thanks. Turning back to the unconscious Mayuri, Ichigo had one last question. "Hey Nemu? That Genderbender formula…you got one more?"

A rare smile came from Nemu as she opened up a secret compartment in the wall. "Master Mayuri ordered me to make a formula that was compatible with all the captains, so I did as he instructed and made one for him as well." Ichigo and Orihime both grinned when she pulled out a syringe that had the letters GB-CMK on it….

Several Hours Later….
Mayuri's Maze: Corridor
Mayuri POV

"Ohhh…" Mayuri groaned as he sat up. "When I get a hold of those kids…." The mad scientist was in exorbitant pain from his beatdown and he only had one thing in mind: revenge. "I'm going to come up with something even worse than this and…why is my voice so high?" The white-skinned man looked down and saw to his horror that he was no longer a white-skinned man. He was a white-skinned woman! "What the hell! How did this happen?"

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Mayuri was horrified when she saw her own creation stalk its way toward her. Turning around, Mayuri was horrified to see that she was in a dead end. By the time she turned around, Blinky was upon her, delighted in having a new friend to play with.

"NO! NOOO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Meanwhile….
Mayuri's Maze: Level 0 Safe Room
Ichigo & Orihime POV

Ichigo and Orihime sat down on the soft bed, glad that the nightmare was finally over. Ichigo looked down at the ring in her hands and turned it over, feeling nervous. "So…we're married?"

"I guess so…" Orihime said. For once, her wish to be with Ichigo had come true but not in the way she had wanted. "Um…what do you want to do?"

Taking a deep breath, Ichigo took the ring from Orihime and took hold of her hand. "I guess…we should say our vows? Since we're married and all." Seeing Orihime giggle made her smile.

"Orihime Inoue, do you take me to be your lawfully wedded husb…er…wife?" Ichigo asked, confused as to what this made her

"Teehee! I do. It doesn't matter if you're my husband or my wife, Ichigo. I'll always love you."

Smiling at Orihime's affection, Ichigo slipped the ring onto her finger. Orihime mirrored her movement and took her hand and ring. "Ichigo Kurosaki, do you take me to be your wife?"

"I do."

Orihime slipped the ring onto Ichigo's finger and wrapped her arms around her neck, their noses touching as they looked deep into each other's eyes. "Then you can kiss the bride."

The newlyweds rolled around on the bed as they kissed, their nude bodies pressing against each other. As they broke the kiss, Ichigo reached around Orihime and grabbed an item Nemu had given her. "Here, I want to at least feel somewhat like a boy again." Orihime smiled as Ichigo slipped on the strap-on Nemu had given her, spreading her legs wide in anticipation for her new wife.

As Ichigo got on top of her, she kissed Orihime one more time. "I love you, Orihime Kurosaki."

"I love you too, Ichigo Kurosaki."

Nemu, who'd been watching the loving scene on one of the monitors in the control room, turned off the monitor and let the newlyweds consummate their union in peace….

The Next Day
Squad 13
Ichigo & Orihime POV

The two orangettes stood outside the door, back in their normal clothes, feeling a bizarre sense of déjà vu. Taking hold of Orihime's hand, the female Ichigo looked at her wife and smiled. "You ready?"

Nodding, Orihime smiled back. "With you, always."

The two opened up the doors and walked into the middle of a SWA meeting. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at the two girls. For a moment, Ichigo had thought that Nemu had screwed her over and lied about the memory shift thing but the look on everyone's faces told him that they weren't shocked to see him as a her. Rukia, seeing the rings on their hands, smiled warmly at the two. "You know, you two newlyweds gave us quite a shock when you disappeared out of the blue, you know?"

Scratching her head, Ichigo chuckled at the girl. "Sorry. It was a bit…of a spur of the moment…."

Rangiku, however, was giddy. "OH MY GOODNESS!" she clapped eagerly. "We SO have to throw you a party now! But first, you need to tell us where've you been? Eloping doesn't exactly take as long as you guys took."

Both Orihime and Ichigo looked at each other and smiled.

"It's a secret."

The End