Final Chapter: Alternate Version

A.N.: You know, in hindsight I really should've have bothered asking….
Warning: Lemon! Yuri!

The day before the end of the SWA's vacation….
Beach House

Ichigo was on the couch, playing a video game with Orihime. The rain had come back and because of the harsh storm the girls were forced to stay inside. Ichigo was silent as she played the game, trying to take her mind off her current situation. Kisuke had called and said he'd arrive today, which meant that he must've had news for her about the cure; with luck, Ichigo would return home tomorrow in her natural gender and this whole vacation could be filled away in her mind as just another odd occurrence since becoming a Soul Reaper.

Then she heard the doorbell ring….

Everyone stopped what they were doing as Yoruichi let Kisuke in, the shopkeeper wet from the rain. "Greetings, ladies!" the chipper shopkeeper greeted. "My, such dreadful weather…." He shook the water out of his hat before putting it back on his head. "Where's Ichigo?" he asked bluntly.

Putting down her controller, Ichigo leapt off the couch and walked over to Kisuke. "Kisuke, where's the antidote?" she asked quickly, "When can I turn back to normal?" Her heart pounded in anticipation, hoping for the best and dreading the worst.

Taking off his hat, Kisuke looked at his genderbended protégé before his smile descended into a sad frown. "Ichigo…I'm so sorry…."

The SWA looked on in stunned silence as the color left Ichigo's face, her lower lip trembling. "You're…you're sorry? Why? Surely you've had enough time to develop a cure by now!" she insisted.

Kisuke sighed before sitting down in a chair. "I have spent the past few weeks researching and attempting to undo what'd been done to you, Ichigo. I have tried and tried to come up with a formula to reverse your condition but…" Kisuke could only shrug in defeat, "There's no cure. I've no way to return you to normal."

Ichigo's legs went weak and she slumped to the floor, her body growing numb from shock. Orihime and Rukia knelt down to make sure she was okay but they could tell their friend's world just got rocked to the core. Yoruichi looked up at Kisuke and scowled. "What the hell do you mean? Why can't you cure Ichigo?" she insisted.

Kisuke held up three fingers. "Firstly, the materials. The formula Ichigo accidentally drank was created from very rare substances. In order to get the stuff to make the original sample I had to go through fifty dozen hoops to obtain them. It wasn't meant for one person to drink all at once. Rukia, Momo and Soi-Fon were only supposed to take minute doses of it. Ichigo drank the whole formula and all of my research material with it. Secondly, her genetics. This isn't some superficial transformation, Yoruichi. Ichigo's female condition stems from the fact that her entire DNA code has been rewritten. I don't need to remind you that everyone, when they're conceived, is initially born female. But when a person's XX chromosome becomes an XY, they transition to a male. My formula has completely overridden Ichigo's XY chromosome and restored it to its original XX. I've researched it as hard as I could. I even compared notes with Mayuri after he received data on Ichigo's condition thanks to Nemu and we still came up short. Thirdly, the consequences. If I did manage to create a formula to revert Ichigo's DNA a second time, the result has a very high chance of causing Ichigo's DNA to unravel. In layman's terms: I cannot create an antidote and even if I could, I wouldn't give it to Ichigo out of fear that it'd do more harm than good."

A hushed silence fell upon the group. All eyes turned to Ichigo as she sat on the floor. "Ichigo?" Rukia gently shook Ichigo to snap her out of the shock. "Ichigo, are you okay?"

For a moment, everyone thought Ichigo had become catatonic but she slowly made it to her feet. "I…I need to be alone for a minute…"she murmured before shambling off out the door. The others watched in sadness as Ichigo walked out into the rain. Then they heard a very loud scream.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

A few minutes, and screaming, later, Ichigo came back in, soaked to the bone from the rain. "Okay…" she panted, taking deep breaths. "I think I'm fine…."

Both Orihime and Rukia walked over to their friend and hugged her. "We're here for you, Ichigo," Orihime said, trying to calm her friend down.

Kisuke stood up and walked over to Ichigo. Bowing his head in penitence, Kisuke dropped to his knees before her in apology. "Ichigo, I swear I will do whatever it takes to make it up to you. And I promise I won't stop until I've discovered a cure for you."

Calming down, Ichigo nodded at the shopkeeper. "I…I understand, Kisuke. Thank you for trying." She looked down at her soaked clothes and broke away from her friends' embrace. "Excuse me, everyone. I need to change into dry clothes…."

Kisuke got up onto his feet as Ichigo left the room. He turned to Yoruichi and sighed. "Yoruichi, I'm so sorry…."

"You did everything you could, Kisuke. And I think Ichigo has become accustomed to being a woman. She's just in shock, just all."

"Alright then. I'll take my leave and arrange a few things for Ichigo when she gets home," Kisuke said.

When the shopkeeper left, the werecat turned to the rest of her friends. "So what now?" she asked.

"We should do something for Ichigo to let her know we're here to support her," Unohana said.

"Yeah!" Orihime chimed in, trying to cheer herself up after such a gloomy discussion. "But what?"

Yoruichi tapped her chin before her lips formed a wide smirk. "Well, since most of us have had…intimate moments with her, we should have one last night with her…" she turned to the others and grinned. "Here's what we'll do…."

Later that Night….
Ichigo, Orihime &Rukia's Room

Orihime and Rukia poked their heads into the room and wondered if Ichigo was okay. While the others were planning for one last spicy night, they needed to make sure Ichigo didn't hurt herself out of grief for being stuck as a woman. Ichigo was sitting in a chair with her back to them and was in the middle of something. "Ichigo?" Orihime called out, wondering what Ichigo had in her arms.

Ichigo turned her head but didn't turn around to face them. "Oh…hey, guys…."

Stepping into the room and closing the door, the two girls stood behind Ichigo and scowled. "Ichigo, are you…" she cursed herself; of course Ichigo wasn't going to be okay. "I…Ichigo, we'll find some way to turn you back, no longer how long it takes.

"Mmmhmm…" Ichigo hummed, still not turning around.

"And…if you need help with anything, you know we're here for you," Orihime insisted. It killed her to not be able to help Ichigo. She wanted to use her Sōten Kisshun on Ichigo so bad to at least try to change her back to normal but Kisuke warned her against it over and over again. "And I'm sure your sisters will understand too. And Tatsuki. And Uryu and Chad."

"Mmmhmmmmm…" Ichigo hummed again.

Getting irritated, Rukia walked over to Ichigo. "Okay, that's enough, Ichigo! We get you're depressed but you could have the decency to at least…talk…to us…." When she walked around to Ichigo's front, her jaw dropped when she saw what Ichigo was doing. "Ichigo…are you breastfeeding Yachiru?!"

Stunned, Orihime walked around and blushed at what Ichigo was doing. In her arms was the tiny Yachiru, the little girl sucking on her exposed breast. Ichigo held the girl tight as she was milked by the little girl. "Um…Ichigo?" Orihime felt like steam was going to burst out of her ears like a cartoon character. "Why're you breastfeeding Yachiru?"

Ichigo looked away, wishing she hadn't been caught. "Well…It actually started the night we came here….

Ichigo lay in bed, feeling uncomfortable despite the pleasurable evening with Orihime and Rukia. She reached below the covers for the billionth time and checked herself to make sure she was still a woman. Her body still tingled from the exquisite orgasms Orihime and Rukia helped her experience and it was definitely helping Ichigo come to understand the pleasures of a woman's body.

Hearing the door creak open, Ichigo sat up and turned to the door. She wondered if Rangiku was trying to sneak a peek after hearing them have fun but gaped at the person shambling in the doorway. "Yachiru?" she whispered, not wanting to wake her friends. "What are you doing in my room?"

Like a zombie, Yachiru shambled into the room, dressed in pink pajamas covered in bunnies. When she walked over to Ichigo, she mumbled something that Ichigo couldn't understand. It wasn't until Yachiru turned to face her that Ichigo realized the little girl was sleepwalking. The tiny girl suddenly leaned forward and buried her face in Ichigo's cleavage, the sudden pull causing the buttons on her night shirt to pop open and exposing her bosom.

A loud gasp filled the room as Yachiru cupped Ichigo's rack with her tiny fingers. "Yachiru! Yachiru, wake-" another gasp left her when she felt Yachiru wrap her lips around her nipple. Ichigo's face turned bright red when she realized Yachiru was trying to feed off of her, suckling her bosom like a little baby. Ichigo would've stopped her…had her breasts not been so sensitive, making the act feel erotic to the girl. 'Maybe I'll just let her finish and then take her back to her room…' Ichigo thought, rubbing her legs together….'

"When I told Captain Unohana about Yachiru's sleepwalking the next morning, she said it's happened before and it stemmed from the lack of a mother in Yachiru's life. I…didn't know why but I kept letting her do it every few nights…" she reluctantly admitted, hoping her friends didn't think her some sick pervert on top of everything else. "And thanks to Nemu my boobs are so filled with milk that the pressure sometimes becomes more than I can handle, so feeding Yachiru takes the pressure off…."

Rukia gave Ichigo an understanding smile. "How cute, Ichigo," she said as Yachiru, clearly asleep, fed off of her. "You look like a mother feeding her child."

The two looked at Orihime, who felt like she was going to explode from the cuteness of it all. Ichigo removed Yachiru from her nipple and held her gently while laying her head on her shoulder. A few pats to the back made Yachiru give a cute burp. "Aww! Ichigo's a mommy now!"

Ichigo deadpanned.

"Anyway," Rukia said. "We need you to come into the living room. The others want to talk to you."

Ichigo stood up and carried the little girl to her bed before tucking her in. "What is it?" she asked as she turned back to her friends.

Both Orihime and Rukia smiled at each other before Orihime revealed a blindfold. "Yoruichi and the SWA set up a party for you. We wanted to make you feel better after everything that happened.

Ichigo was touched. "A party? For me?"

Taking the blindfold, Rukia put it around Ichigo's eyes and took hold of her hand. "C'mon, let's go, Ichigo." She led Ichigo out the door with Orihime following them. Orihime turned off the light and closed the door to let Yachiru sleep undisturbed.

Ichigo, blind as a bat, was led down the hallway. "So what, is this where I hit a piñata of Kisuke or something?"

Yoruichi's voice cut through the blackness of the blindfold. "Well, we thought of that, but then we figured we show you just how much we wanted to show you how much we care about you." Even though she was blindfolded she could practically hear the smirk on her face. "Ladies, if you wouldn't mind making Ichigo comfortable?"

It didn't surprise Ichigo in the slightest when she felt hands on her person, tugging her shirt and shorts. Chuckling, she let herself be stripped bare, already figuring out where this was going. "Can I take the blindfold off now?" she asked.

"Yes, you may."

Ichigo pulled the blindfold off and saw that she was in the living room of the beach house. The rest of the others were all in front of her…completely naked. "Um…what is this?" she asked, blushing from the awkwardness of it all.

"Well, since this is our last night here, we figured that we'd celebrate with an all-girl's orgy," Yoruichi grinned.

All Ichigo could do was sweatdropped as her friends surrounded her. "You know, at this point I'm not even surprised…."

Smirking, Rangiku, swaying her hips with every step, stopping in front of Ichigo. She reached for Ichigo's enlarged breasts and palmed them, her fingers sinking into her huge puppies. "Oh my, Ichigo! Even when they're full of milk your breasts are so firm!" she said before taking Ichigo's hands and leading her to a large mat on the floor. The girls laid Ichigo down on it before sitting down all around her. All of the girls, even Soi-Fon, sat around in a close circle around Ichigo while looking down at her beautiful female body.

The ladies all began to get Ichigo comfortable by running their hands all over her body. Ichigo cooed as her friends touched every part of her, not leaving a single part untouched. Her body tingled as Yoruichi and Rangiku fondled her breasts while Kiyone and Soi-Fon paid attention to her smooth thighs. Isane and Nanao giggled as they rubbed Ichigo's feet, their delicate hands making the act sensual to the highest degree. Orihime smiled as she ran her hands through Ichigo's hair, her fingers gingerly massaging her scalp. Unohana smirked as she fingered Ichigo's honeypot, sensing the girl's arousal from her wet lips. Ichigo sucked on Rukia's fingers as she struggled to keep herself from going mad from pleasure. She should've been moritified to be naked in front of this many people but after having intercourse with most of them, being violated by a tentacle hollow, getting on stage and showing off her body in front of a crowd and getting into what devolved into an orgy with Nel and her friends caused all of her inhibitions to melt like wax.

"My, look at her go," Yoruichi teased while watching Ichigo suck Rukia's fingers like they were something a bit more phallic. "You'd think she was a natural girl with that kind of skill," she said grinning.

Ichigo ignored her mentor and reached for Orihime. The orangette smiled as Ichigo's hand grabbed her boob. Orihime leaned forward until her breasts dangled in front of Ichigo. Ichigo craned her neck and began to suck on her nipple, moaning as hot milk shot into her mouth. The taste of Orihime's breastmilk was something Ichigo had learned to crave, her legs spreading as she reached with her other hand to touch Rukia's inner thigh.

"Ichigo's got the right idea." Rangiku leaned forward and gave one of Ichigo's nipples a slow lick. The genderbended Ichigo arched her back as the strawberry blonde sucked on her breast. She could feel the hot tension build up inside her until her milk erupted into Rangiku's mouth. "Mmmmhhh!" Rangiku hummed as she greedily drank Ichigo's milk. Yoruichi took Ichigo's other nipple and sucked on it, giving Ichigo twice the pleasure.

Then Ichigo heard sounds of ecstasy and knew that she wasn't the only one being pleasured. She tried to keep herself from cumming so soon but with her friends sucking her milk and Unohana fingering her while drinking Orihime's breastmilk whittled down her resistance.

Then she heard buzzing.

"Mmmmmmmmmhhhhh!" Ichigo moaned as something, most like a small vibrator, was pressed against her clit. Her legs spread wide and she curled her toes before she felt the dam inside her burst. She took her mouth off of Orihime's tit and cried out in ecstasy, her pussy gripping Unohana's pussy. Milk from Orihime's boob sprayed all over Ichigo's face as she came.

"Oh my!" Rangiku purred, taking her lips off Ichigo's nipple and watching her cum. "She's quite the gusher."

"Indeed," Unohana said. "You know, Ichigo shouldn't be the only one to have fun…."

Yoruichi blushed when Unohana pulled her close and kissed her. With that, the room became the center of an orgy. Soi-Fon pushed Isane to the floor to eat her out while her sister, Kiyone, and Momo kissed each other. Nemu pulled out of her bag of toys a new vibrator and got behind Nanao, pressing the toy against her.

Ichigo sat up and turned around, pulling Orihime into a deep kiss. Orihime's tongue mingled with Ichigo's, tasting the milk on her lips. Ichigo purred as her breasts pushed against Orihime's. Her hands reached low and gripped the orangette's round ass.

Hot breath hit Ichigo's ear. "Oh my, Ichigo, you certainly have gotten used to kissing Orihime," Rangiku whispered into her ear. The lieutenant's hands cupped Ichigo's breasts while pressing her own bosom into her back. Rukia got behind and did the same to Orihime. Ichigo and Orihime moaned into each other's mouths as they were sandwiched between their friends. When they broke the kiss, they looked in each other in the eyes lovingly while sighing in ecstasy. "Ichigo…" Orihime moaned, her breasts heating up from Rukia's hands fondling her.

"Orihime…" Ichigo cooed, her body tingling as Rangiku's hand touched her sensitive pussy.

Rukia grinned as Ichigo and Orihime made out again. "They make a cute couple…"

"Yep," Rangiku smiled, happy for the two. "Let's help them out a little," she grinned while reaching into Nemu's bag. She grabbed two toys and tossed one to Rukia.

Orihime and Ichigo both gasped as their friends pressed two small vibrators against their clits. The two friends clung to each other as their friends pleasured them with glee. "Ahh! Rangiku!" Ichigo moaned, biting down on her lower lip as the strawberry blonde reached with her free hand to slip two fingers inside her. Her head rolled onto Orihime's shoulder, clinging to the girl. Orihime was in similar straits; Rukia was squeezing her breast while pressing the toy against her. Milk sprayed all over her and Ichigo's chests while she felt sparks of pleasure course through her.

"Ahhhh!" both girls shouted as they came. Rangiku chuckled as Ichigo tightened around her digits while soaking her hand. Rukia licked and nibbled on her friend's neck, letting go of the small vibrator to squeeze her milk-gushing breasts. Ichigo and Orihme clutched each other tihgly as they reache their peaks, Ichigo's head spinning as her already sensitive pussy gushed around Rangiku's hand.

The two girls slumped against each other as they came down, Ichigo panting hard. Hands pulled her away from her lover and laid her back down on the floor. She was expecting to see Rangiku but instead it was Soi-Fon, of all people, who was standing over her, leering down at the genderbended substitute with lust in her eyes.

And between her legs was a lubed strap-on dildo.

"You know, Ichigo," Soi-Fon said as she got between Ichigo's legs. "If you wanted to have girl-on-girl fun, you should've came to me. I could teach you things you'd never dream of." Rangiku, letting the captain have her fun, sat behind Ichigo's head and reached for the girl's ankles, pulling them back until they were on either side of Ichigo's head.

Ichigo's eyes widened as Soi-Fon got on top of her and pressed the tip of her toy against the entrance of her hole. Or rather, her other hole. "Soi-Fon! Ah! That's my butt!" Ichigo shouted as Soi-Fon pushed into her asshole. She cringed as her backdoor was stretched by the toy. "Ahh!"

"Just relax, Ichigo," Rangiku purred. "It'll feel good soon enough. Besides," she leaned forward until Ichigo could see her reflection in her pale blue eyes, "From what I heard, you got a taste of anal with that flower Hollow."

Ichigo would've shouted at Rangiku that she wasn't some anal-loving pervert, only to groan as Soi-Fon began to move. "Ah! Ah!" she moaned with each small thrust her asshole. Soi-Fon watched with glee as Ichigo's huge breasts bounced wildly once she began to pump the toy into her asshole faster. The small captain let out a husky moan while feeling the strap-on's harness rub against her own wet pussy.

Soon Ichigo had relaxed her ass, letting the toy go inside her unhindered. Like the time with the flower Hollow, Ichigo soon found herself loving the feel of having the toy in her ass, her gasps and groans of pain fading away, giving way to moans of plasuere and pleas for more. When Rangiku let go of her ankles, Ichigo's legs wrapped around Soi-Fon's waist in an iron grip.

"I think she likes it," Rangiku teased as she watched the erotic scene. She licked her lips when she saw Ichigo pull Soi-Fon into a bruising kiss, wishing she had a toy of her own to give Ichigo a little taste of double-penetration.

Ichigo's head was spinning. Her tongue slithered into Soi-Fon's mouth as the captain dominated her asshole. The small woman's hips slammed into hers as the toy plunged inside her. 'So good! So good! She's touching my stomach! Oh god, more!' Ichigo's mind had given in to the lust and pleasure her friends gave her. She might've been mortified to be taking a toy in her ass before but she had fully embraced the fact that she was a woman and would remain a woman forevermore. Since that was the case…

…she would embrace a woman's pleasure wholeheartedly.

Her ass tightened around the toy as she felt the bubble inside her pop. Soi-Fon watched as she threw her head back and moaned to the high heavens before coming lewdly, her juices squirting from her pussy and soaking the strap-on harness. Feeling close herself, Soi-Fon pulled Ichigo's head close and kissed her passionately before kissing her as she climaxed. "Mmmmhhh!" Pulling away, a string of saliva still connecting them, Soi-Fon grinned evilly. "Don't pass out yet, Ichigo. By the time we're done, you'll have forgotten all about your problems…."

An hour later….

Ichigo was on the verge of passing out. She was currently scissoring with Rukia, their pussies pressing against each other hard, both girls close to climax. Behind her, the orgy had gone from zero to a hundred. Yoruichi and Unohana were busy giving Soi-Fon double, the small captain wailing in pleasure as her fellow captain and her former master fucked her senseless. Momo and Isane were in the 69 position, eating each other out while Nemu and Nanao shared a double-ended dildo. Orihime, meanwhile, was busy riding Rangiku and her strap-on like a stallion, her asscheeks red from when Unohana gave her a harsh spanking.

Rukia reached forward and grabbed Ichigo's nipple with her fingers, stretching it out. Ichigo's back arched and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. "Yes! YES! RUKIA!" Ichigo shouted. She reached down and played with Rukia's clit, making the lieutenant see stars.

Both girls threw their heads back and moaned in unision as they gushed all over each other. "Ohhhh!" Ichigo's hands went to her breasts and squeezed to make milk shoot out, the hot liquid landing on Rukia's chest while their lower halves became soaked.

Exhaustion overwhelmed Ichigo and she fell backward, panting for air as she struggled to remain awake. "Ohhh…that was amazing…." She closed her eyes and hummed in contentment.

Hands gently cupped her face before lifting her head up. Ichigo opened her eyes to see that Yoruichi had put her head in her lap. "How're you feeling, Ms. Kurosaki?" she asked with a gentle smile, running her hand through Ichigo's long hair.

"Good," Ichigo replied, "Thanks, Yoruichi."

Patting her head, Yoruichi continued to smile. "We're here for you if you need us, Ichigo. Always remember that." She turned her head to the others, the orgy having ended by now, and nodded. "Before we all turn in for the night we've one last activity to do."

"What?"

Ichigo sat up as Soi-Fon walked back into a room, holding a large Kisuke Urahara piñata. "We figured you might like some fun with this…" Yoruichi said.

Ichigo steadied herself and grinned when Unohana handed her a bat.

Meanwhile….

"YOW!" Kisuke groaned, rubbing his sore temple.

Tessai poked his head into his room. "You okay, Boss?"

"No. It feels like someone took a baseball bat to my head…."

A week later….
Karakura High School

Ochi walked into the room to address her students. "Students, I've an announcement to make. It would seem that our friend, Ichigo, will not be joining us for our new semester." The students were all shocked to hear it, wondering what happened to Ichigo. "However, we do have a new classmate. Everyone, say hello to Ichigo's cousin, Ichika Kurosaki."

Ichigo, dressed in her school's female uniform, walked into the class and smiled. "Hello!" she greeted, already used to the stares. Uryu and Chad gave Ichigo knowing smiles, having understood Kisuke's failure to provide a cure. Orihime likewise smiled, her mind thinking about their date later tonight. Tatsuki, Mizuro and Keigo, however, all almost fell out of their chairs in total shock.

Ichigo sat down in her seat next to Tatsuki, who could only stare in amazement. "Um…Ichika?" Tatsuki asked, "Um…are you…you know…" she leaned forward and whispered, "Is that really you, Ichigo?" Orihime told her about Ichigo's condition but she couldn't believe it until she saw it. And now she couldn't believe what she was saying.

Chuckling, the former Ichigo Kurosaki, now Ichika, put a finger to her lips and winked.

The End