Warning: Lemon! Yuri!

Final Chapter

The next day…
Dominista Escorts

Ichigo walked towards Dominista's office, back in another seductive dress. After spending the night with Orihime and Rukia getting used to her new "assets" Ichigo had parted with her friends, much to her disappointment. Orihime had given her a warm hug and kissed, promising to visit Ichigo more often. Rukia had gone back to the Soul Society, also giving a promise that she'd talk with Unohana about getting Ichigo out of her predicament.

Knocking on Dominista's door, the escort waited impatiently until she heard the woman's voice commanding her to enter. She stepped inside the office and closed the door. "Okay, Dominista, who am I dating next?" she asked. After spending time with her friends, Ichigo was reminded of the life that the escort manager had taken away from her and wanted to get out of there as soon as she could.

The woman was busy writing in her ledger and looked up. "Ah, I see you're eager after your little vacation." She looked at Ichigo's enlarged breasts straining against her dress and couldn't help but chuckle. "Have you adjusted your balance?"

"Barely," Ichigo huffed as she sat down in a chair. "I had a hard enough time walking in heels. I have no idea how Rangiku could walk around with jugs this big with no problem."

"Heheh, well, I can't say that it doesn't help with your sex appeal." Dominista sat back in her chair and folded her hands. "Well, Ichigo. I've good news about your debt."

"Really? What is it?" Ichigo tried to think about how much she still had. Dominista had told her that she'd taken off some of her debt thanks to her mistake with the drinks she'd given them, but she had no idea how much she actually took off.

Grabbing a piece of paper and a pen, Dominista scribbled a number and held up the paper. Ichigo's eyes widened when she saw the number on the paper. It was zero. "Zero? I'm…I'm no longer in debt?"

"Yep. Your debt to me for making lose Daihime has been paid in full. Yesterday, while you and your two cute friends were busy snuggling in the buff," she smirked when Ichigo turned bright pink, "two generous donations came in to help pay back your debt."

"Two donations? From whom?"

Dominista put a finger to her lips. "It's a secret."

The truth of the matter was that Ichigo's run-in with Yue had a lot to do with Ichigo's erased debt. Because of Yui's previous actions when she'd been Dominista's partner, Dominista had told the captains of the Soul Society everything that she'd done and they'd placed a bounty on the rouge ex-Soul Reaper. After Unohana had taken her into custody, the captain had given Dominista the reward money, telling her to put it towards Ichigo's debt for her troubles.

The other donation that had paid off the rest of Ichigo's debt came from Yoruichi. Like with Orihime and Rukia, she had been incensed to hear about Ichigo's situation. She would have gladly hired out Ichigo for a little fun but had been dissuaded by Tessai.

Ichigo blinked as she realized that her escort challenge was now over. "I'm…I'm done? I don't have to go on anymore dates? No crazy odd jobs?"

"Well…" Dominista sat back in her chair. Ichigo felt a sense of dread from the smile on her face, fearful that the woman had something degrading in mind before she turned Ichigo back to normal. "You've fulfilled your end of the bargain. I will return you to masculinity tomorrow. But for today…" She stepped out of her chair and stood up, revealing the gorgeous black dress she was wearing. "I'd like to take you out on a date."

The look of confusion couldn't be hidden from Ichigo's face. "A date? But why? Can't you just turn me back now?"

"Altering the body is easy. So is altering it back to the way it was before. You have my word that I'll turn you back to normal tomorrow morning but I want to thank you for all your hard work by taking you out on a nice date. I'll be your date this time."

"You don't really need to-" Ichigo started, just wanting to turn back to normal.

"Oh think nothing of it! It's your last day as a lady. I owe it to you to make it a special one!" She took Ichigo's hand and helped her up. "C'mon! Let's go!"

"Hey!" Ichigo yelped as she was dragged away by the dark-skinned woman, finding it even harder to walk in heels while being dragged away…

Much later…

"Ughh…" Ichigo groaned as she followed Dominista down the hallway, the sun starting to set on Karakura Town. "My feet…how do women walk in these things?" She'd gladly fight Kenpachi barehanded if it meant getting out of her high heels.

"We get used to it. A shame you won't be able to wear them after tonight. Unless…"

Ichigo bristled. "Oh no! You are turning me back to normal and that's final!"

Dominista turned away, chuckling at the girl's angry expression. "Worth a shot. A shame I couldn't hire you out more or let you date some of my more expensive male clients. You would have been a big hit." When she saw Ichigo's irritated glare, she backed off. "Kidding! Goodness, Ichigo, you should lighten up!"

The two kept walking but they passed Ichigo's room. Climbing a flight of stairs, Dominista lead her date to the top floor and to her room. "Here we are! Home sweet home!"

The room was about the most lavish place Ichigo had ever seen. Dominista certainly didn't waste any money on herself when it came to her trappings and furniture. The walls were painted royal purple, with a huge four-poster bed in the middle of the room.

"Make yourself at home." Dominista walked over to a glass cabinet and pulled out a few bottles and glasses.

Awkwardly, Ichigo sat down on the edge of the bed. "How'd you afford all this?"

"Heh, well I use a generous amount of my establishments' income on maintenance to the building, dresses and make-up for the girls as well as doctors to make sure they're perfectly healthy. But I save a little money on the side for myself whenever I entertain guests." She walked over to the bed and handed Ichigo a drink. "Here. Don't worry." She saw the concerned look on Ichigo's face and knew what was on her mind. "It isn't alcohol. Just ginger ale. Even I wouldn't think about giving a minor booze. And it's not drugged or anything. That's beneath me."

Ichigo took a swig and didn't taste anything peculiar in the fizzy drink. Figuring that Dominista was telling the truth, Ichigo took another swig. "What made you take up being an escort after you left Squad Four?" she asked out of curiousity.

The dark-skinned woman was silent as she processed Ichigo's question. "It's not that complicated. After I lost my position, I didn't really have much to fall back on. With my medical knowledge, I would have opened a clinic...but I'm a combat medic with a knack for body augmentation. I've no interest in being a small town doctor helping with people dripping with bronchitis or being a simple plastic surgeon who fixes peoples' noses." She ran a hand down her body, making Ichigo shiver from such a simple, yet erotic sight. "But I know pleasure. I have a beautiful body and the experience to use it. And if you're good at something, never do it for free."

"I see…" Ichigo nervously took another sip of her drink and looked away. Dominista's staring was making her feel uncomfortable. "I guess I understand."

"Good to hear." Dominista finished her drink and took Ichigo's empty glass from her hand. Setting them to the side, she put her hands on Ichigo's shoulders. "Goodness, you're so tense!" she chuckled. "Loosen up, Ichigo! You should be jumping with joy and yet you're fidgeting nervously like a cheerleader on prom night!"

"Well…we are in your room after all. And you're the one who did this," she gestured to her boobs, "and then you made them even bigger."

Sighing, Dominista kicked off her shoes and got onto the bed, crawling behind Ichigo. "So suspicious, aren't you?" she teased as she put her hands back on Ichigo's shoulders. "I took up you up here since letting you wait in your room until tomorrow would have been boring and I thought we'd have a little heart to heart after all I put you through."

"You know, you never did say you were sorry," Ichigo pointed out, turning her head and giving the woman a stern glare. Even as she did so, however, she couldn't help but relax at the woman's soft touch.

"Apologize? For what?" Dominista continued to tease while she worked the kinks out of Ichigo's neck and shoulders. "For turning that crude, masculine form of yours and turning it into a shapely, seductive beauty?"

Ichigo fought back a retort, wishing she could smack the woman. But the older woman's massage achieved its effect and she relaxed. "Where'd you learn to get this good?" she breathed, leaning back into Dominista.

"Well I was a medic, you know. Massaging muscles is child's play." Smiling, Dominista scooted closer, her breasts gently pushing against Ichigo's back. "But I won't deny that I've put you through some…questionable turmoil," she said, thinking about Nemu and Yui. "I really want to make your last night as a woman special to make up for that."

When Dominista's hands started to go lower, Ichigo had a feeling she knew where this was headed. "You don't need to…" she started, her pulse quickening as the soft, gentle hands drew dangerously close to her breasts.

"But I want to…" Dominista purred in Ichigo's ear. Turning the orangette's head, she gave the girl an understanding smile. "But I won't do anything without your consent. If you want to return to your room and rest for the evening, I won't mind at all. But if you want to make tonight special between us ladies…" she put a hand over Ichigo's breast and felt the rapid pumping of her heart. "You could spend the night with me. The choice is yours."

Ichigo looked at Dominista, remembering the blissful nights she shared with Rangiku, Halibel, Riruka, Jackie, Kukaku, Orihime and Rukia. She couldn't deny the pleasure she'd felt and she appreciated Dominsita for giving her a choice. With the woman's soft hands touching her and her face so close, it wasn't hard for Ichigo to give in to temptation one last time. "Okay…"

The ladies leaned forward until their lips met. Ichigo felt a jolt shoot down her spine from the woman's dark, soft lips. Warm arms wrapped around Ichigo and pulled her close to the woman. Dominista caressed Ichigo's cheek softly as she planted another kiss on the girl's lips, happy that Ichigo had learned her lesson about escorts and consent.

One kiss became two. Two became three. And three became so many, many more. Ichigo felt like she was melting, her dress suddenly becoming too hot and restraining. The woman's soft touches where lighting that making a fire burn inside Ichigo.

Turning around, Ichigo wrapped her arms around Dominista's neck and kissed her deeper. The soft hands petting Ichigo ran through her long orange hair, a wet tongue slipping into Ichigo's mouth. Ichigo shivered in Dominista's arms while she made out with the dark woman. Their breasts pushed against each other, both feeling the other's nipples poking through their thin dresses. As their lips parted, Ichigo laid her head on Dominista's shoulder and breathed in her seductive perfume.

"Ahhh…" sighed the dark-haired woman when Ichigo started to kiss her neck, running a hand lovingly through Ichigo's orange hair in response. "Good girl…"

Ichigo moaned when Dominista's hands reached beneath her and grab her ass. Taking her lips away from her soft neck, Ichigo buried her face in Dominista's breasts, marveling how soft the woman's large melons.

"Mmmmhhhh…" the two moaned in unison, their bodies heating up with every touch, every kiss and every push against each other's bodies.

The two got off the bed but were back in each other's arms as they stood on their feet, Ichigo gasping when Dominista started to suck her neck, the woman's hands reaching behind her and undoing the tie to Ichigo's dress. Ichigo responded in kind, pulling down the zipper to Dominista's black dress while squeezing the woman's ass.

Together, their dresses hit the floor. It wasn't until now that Ichigo really appreciated how beautiful Dominista truly was. Her vehement dislike of the woman had kept her from seeing the woman's curvaceous body. Dominista was just as curvy and stacked as Yoruichi. The woman wore white lingerie that contrasted with her dark skin. A lacy bra strained against her breasts. Her matching white panties had a wet spot in the middle, with her legs wrapped in black fishnet stockings that stretched up to a set of white garters.

The manager licked her lips at the sight of Ichigo in her underwear, a black bra and panties that highlighted her enhanced assets. "My goodness, you're more exotic then when I first made you like this."

Ichigo shut her up by pulling her into another deep kiss. "Mmmmhhhh…" Her breasts ached longingly to be freed from their bra as they pushed against Dominista's ample chest, her nipples poking out the top. Nimble fingers reached around Ichigo again to unclip her bra. As soon as it was undone, Ichigo rolled her shoulders and let the undergarment fall to the floor. The sexy Substitute hissed when Dominista's hands cupped her large breasts again, thumbs circling her hard nipples. Their kisses became even sloppier and lewder as Dominista played with Ichigo's breasts. "Ah!" Ichigo leaned back when the soft fingers playing with her nipples suddenly pinched them. "Ahhhh!"

"Mmmhhmmm…" Dominista hummed, kissing Ichigo's neck while she toyed with her sensitive nipples. "You're so sensitive," purred the woman, silencing Ichigo's cries with another kiss. Ichigo's legs rubbed together from the heat burning in her tits. Dominista's fingers twisted and pulled on Ichigo's nipples. Dominista reveled in the sounds Ichigo made, gently nibbling on the girl's lower lip before she pulled away.

As soon as the fingers let go of her sore tits, Ichigo slipped her arms underneath Dominsita's and started to undo her bra. The dark-skinned woman easily let it slide off her body and fall to the floor, kicking it away. Cupping her large, dark globes, she winked at the blushing girl. "Like what you see, Ichigo?"

Staring at the luscious mounds, Ichigo subconsciously licked her lips. Remembering her first date as a woman with Rangiku, Ichigo cupped her own breasts and rubbed them against Dominista's. Both woman sighed heavenly as their hard nipples kissed, circling each other tenderly. "Mmmmmh!" Ichigo moaned, biting her lower lip. She could feel that heat down below burn brighter. When a hand pressed against her clothed pussy, her legs shook. "Oh! Ohhhhh!" The hand slipped inside her panties and touched her honeypot.

"So wet…" Dominista smirked, wrapping an arm around Ichigo and pulling her close. She took Ichigo's free hand and brought it to her white panties, the wet spot having grown bigger. "Oooohh…" she sighed when Ichigo's hand touched her sensitive cooch.

Her pussy on the verge of gushing just from the escort manager's touch. Panting heavily, Ichigo couldn't take it anymore and pulled down her soaked panties, her hot pussy feeling the cold air of the room around them. Smiling, Dominista did the same and pulled down her panties, now wearing nothing but her stockings and garters.

Hugging Ichigo tightly, Dominista gave the girl's soft, enlarged ass a gentle smack and chuckled at the gasp. "Such a body…" she marveled while her hands roamed Ichigo's seductive curves. "Let's have some fun." She pointed to a chest near the wall on the side of the room. "Go and pick out some toys. Remember…" her lips grazed Ichigo's in the shadow of another kiss, "you can do whatever you want to me tonight."

Ichigo couldn't fight the shiver from such a tempting offer. While Dominista laid down on the bed, she opened up the chest and peered inside. It didn't surprise her at all to find that the chest was aplenty with sex toys. "You're into this sort of stuff?"

"You sound surprised," said the sultry woman lying on the bed.

The thought of getting payback on Dominista through bondage play filled Ichigo will all sorts of naughty thoughts. Grabbing an armful of sex toys, she closed the trunk and headed over to the four-poster bed.

"Oh me, oh my." Dominista found herself tied to all four corners of the bed, her wrists and ankles bound by pink fuzzy rope. "I had no idea you were so kinky." Ichigo was silent and quickly put a ballgag around her lips.

With such a beautiful body all for her, Ichigo leaned down and started to sensually worship Dominista's naked body with her lips and tongue. "Mmmmmhhhh…" the orangette sighed as she dragged her tongue down the woman's dark skin, pressing her soft tits together in her hands.

"Mmmmmmhhhhhh!" moaned Dominsita through her gag when Ichigo returned the favor from earlier and pinched her hard nipples. Ichigo took perverse delight in stretching and twisted the dark areolas at her fingertips, pulling on them and stretching out Dominista's breasts, the woman arching her back while her tits burned like hell from such abuse.

Letting go of Dominista's breasts, Ichigo gave the sore nipples a gentle kiss before going lower. Reaching the soaking wet honeypot, Ichigo spread Dominista's lips and eagerly started to eat the woman out.

Unable to move, Dominista threw her head back and moaned lewdly through her gag when a hot tongue licked her juicy folds. She had no idea how good Ichigo had become when it came to the sexual art of cunnilingus. "Mmmmmhh! Nghhhhhh!" she moaned, a smile spreading across her bound lips when Ichigo spread her lips and dug in.

Slowly, Ichigo's tongue ran up and down the soft, tender folds. Ichigo tasted Dominista's juices and quickly found herself licking more fervently. The gagged moans spewed from Dominsita's lips mixed with the sound of Ichigo's slurping and licking. When Ichigo's pink tongue danced across Dominista's lips, the gagged manager curled her toes and reveled in the pleasure shooting into her brain. Ichigo's licking made her body heat up until she was covered in sweat. The hot air that breathed on her pussy and clit sent shivers up her spine with each and every breath that Ichigo took. "Nghhhh!" she groaned, her body losing strength when two fingers probed her pussy's gentle lips before she felt the digits penetrate her.

All at once Ichigo dropped the gentle act. Instead she quickly, almost violently, started to pump her fingers in and out of Dominista's snatch. The squelching sound of Ichigo's finger fucking filled the room, her hand becoming wet from the woman's love juices. Through her gag, Dominista squealed when Ichigo started to suck and lick her clit, her mind going blank from such blissful pleasure.

"MMMMHHHHHHH!"

The woman soaked Ichigo's hand when she gushed, her pussy squirting all over the sheets. Ichigo pulled her fingers out of her wet cooch and smiled, feeling satisfied at seeing the woman cum by her hand. Reaching forward, she pulled off the ballgag and slid her fingers into Dominista's mouth. "Mmmhhh…" hummed the woman, tasting herself on Ichigo's fingers. Pulling her fingers out of Dominista's mouth, Ichigo crawled on top of the bound woman and kissed her deeply, both of them lewdly tangling their tongues together as they shared the taste of Dominista's womanhood.

When they parted for air, Dominista looked up at Ichigo with a happy smile. "Ichi-AH!" she cried out in pain when Ichigo suddenly pinched her nipple with a clamp. She hissed when Ichigo gave her neglected tit an identical clamp, the pair attached to a chain.

"You turned me into a girl and made me work for you against my will," Ichigo said, her smile belying the darkness in her eyes now that she had the woman at her mercy. "Payback time."

A finger curled around the chain and tugged. Without her gag to muzzle her, the bound woman was free to moan and howl as Ichigo abused her tits. "Ahhh! Ohhhh! Nghhhh!" went the woman with each pull of the chain. Ichigo couldn't fight the dark smile as the woman beneath her struggled against her bonds, watching her arch her back and wail while she toyed with her breasts. She let go of the chain and watched the dark melons bounce back into place. Dominista panted for breath while Ichigo slid off of her stomach and reached behind her.

VRRRRRRR!

"Oh fuck!" the woman in bondage gasped when a vibrating wand touched her honeypot. Her wrists and ankles strained against the ropes. "Ah! Ahhhhh!" She threw her head back against the pillow and wailed while Ichigo pleasured her with her own toy.

"This is so hot…" Ichigo murmured. Pressing the toy harder against Dominista's pussy, the orangette reached down and touched herself. "Ohhh…" She rubbed her dripping pink pussy for a few seconds, building up the ache inside her.

"Guhhhhhh!" Dominista's clamped tits started to jiggle as she thrashed wildly when Ichigo turned up the power on the wand. "I can't..." Dominista tried to hold it in but it was no good. Her body was still so sensitive from the last orgasm and she had no time to cool her body down. Every hard vibration that touched her weeping folds sent shockwaves throughout her body. Her eyes squeezed shut when Ichigo's hand returned to her pussy, rubbing her clit. "I'm…gonna…"

And then nothing.

Dominista blinked when she realized that Ichigo had turned off the wand and stopped rubbing her clit. She glared up at the orangette, having been denied another satisfying orgasm. "You're horrible, you know that?"

Ichigo merely gave Dominista a vindictive smile. "Following your example." She waved the wand in front of her and gave a cute giggle. "The look on your face was almost worth the time I've been stuck like this. Here," she turned the vibrating wand back on and pressed it back against Dominista's clit.

This time the tidal wave of ecstasy came full force and would not be impeded. Arching her back, her clamped breasts jiggling, the dark-skinned woman squeezed her eyes shut and let out a shriek as she climaxed. "Yes! Ichigoooooo!" she slurred, her body shaking and straining against the ropes. As her squirting subsided and the surge of pleasure receded, Dominista fell back on the bed, a panting, sweaty mess of a woman.

Turning off the wand, Ichigo tossed it to the side and slowly untied Dominista, holding up each wrist and ankle and giving the rope-burned skin a kiss. Now freed of her bondage, the sweaty Dominista sat up and let Ichigo pull her into her lap, embracing her escort. She gave a pained moan when Ichigo's breasts pushed against the clamps on her nipples but made no move to remove them, instead turning the pain into masochistic pleasure.

Lost in the luscious feel of Dominista's soft lips, Ichigo's hands explored the woman's back until they reached her plump ass. Cupping her cheeks, Ichigo gave them a gentle squeeze before she smacked one, earning a lewd moan from the woman in her lap. The dark-skinned woman rolled her head back as Ichigo spanked her a few more times, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing throughout the room.

"What else have you in mind for me, II wonder?" Dominista giggled after Ichigo finished spanking her. Kissing her cheek, Ichigo pushed Dominista off of her and grabbed the another item she'd brought out of the chest: a strap-on dildo. Laying on her back, Dominista eagerly spread her legs for the girl. "Oh? Going to stick it to me, eh?"

"After everything you've put me through, you deserve it." Ichigo undid the clasps to the harness and prepared to put it on herself…when she noticed something peculiar about the inside of the leather harness. "What…is this?"

The strap-on was the double-ended variety, but the internal end of the dildo was odd. Instead of the usual bulbous phallic shape, the inside looked more like a long narrow curved claw.

"Ah, you picked my special toy, eh? It grinds your g-spot at the same time you thrust," Dominista explained, finding Ichigo's innocence cute.

Ichigo merely looked up at her and deadpanned. "You're a pervert, you know that?"

"Indeed I am."

Taking a deep breath, Ichigo put the harness on her and gasped when the prong slipped inside her pussy, pressing right on her g-spot. Every inch of movement that she made caused the dildo inside her to rub that spot. Sensation burned inside Ichigo's mind from such a dirty feeling, already close to orgasm. Turning her attention back to Dominista, Ichigo decided that she wasn't quite through with the bondage play just yet…

Pulling the woman up onto her knees, Ichigo turned the woman around so that the rubbery dildo pressed against the woman's ass. Grabbing two of the ropes still tied to the bedpost, Ichigo leaned Dominista forward and wrapped her wrists around them, forcing her into a position with her leaning forward, her arms stretched back behind her. Satisfied, Ichigo grabbed the last toy she'd grabbed from the chest: a long butt plug.

When the small rubber toy touched her backdoor, Dominista gave a sharp gasp. "Oh!" Her lips formed a huge smile as her ass was plugged. "Oooooohhhh…" She felt Ichigo's hands massage her ass, spanking her some more. "Oh yes! Ohhhhh!"

Unable to take it anymore, Ichigo gripped the rubbery toy between her legs and pushed it against Dominista's wet pussy. With a single thrust Ichigo pushed into her tight pussy. Gripping Dominista's hips, Ichigo slid the toy all the way inside the older woman, a moan slipping out of her mouth from the toy inside her crotch rubbing against her most sensitive spots.

"Ahh!"

"Ohhh!"

"Oooooh!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Skin slapped skin. The bed shook. Moans spewed from the two ladies' lips. Dominista had the widest smile on her face, bucking into Ichigo's thrusts. Her shoulders ached from their bound position but the pleasure assailing her wet snatch made her easily ignore it. Her breasts, still connected by the chain and clamps, bounced wildly from Ichigo's mad thrusting. Her ass clenched around the butt plug, letting Dominista feel the intensity of having both holes stuffed.

Ichigo was in unending ecstasy. Every thrust she made caused the thin claw-like dildo inside her cooch to rub her G-spot. Dominista was the one getting fucked but Ichigo was the one seeing stars. She reached around and grabbed Dominista's breasts, squeezing the clamped melons roughly while her hips smacked the older woman's ass. "Oh! Oh yes! Yes!" she grunted, her own breasts swaying wildly. "It feels so good! I can't stop!"

"I don't want you to stop!" Dominista said, rolling her head back. "Ohhh! Keep fucking me!" She turned her head and let Ichigo capture her lips in a sinful kiss, submitting her entire body to the Substitute she'd wronged.

"Ah! Ahhhh!" Ichigo howled as the rubbing of her G-spot proved to be too much. She climaxed hard, soaking the inside of the leather harness. Even in climax though, her hips refused to stop moving. Instead of slowing down she sped up her thrusts, making the sound of their bodies coming together more violent and intense.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! OH! OHHH! OHHHHHH!"

Dominista's body caved in to the pleasure just as easily. Her eyes rolled backwards as she followed Ichigo into orgasm. With an equally lewd moan she gushed all over Ichigo's toy, her body trembling from the sensation of ecstasy running through her veins like lightning. As their fornicating bodies finally slowed to a stop, Dominista slumped forward, kept up only by the ropes wrapped around her wrists.

Her lower half still feeling like it was melting, Ichigo pulled out of Dominista and undid the ties to her wrists. Once she was freed, Dominista slumped down onto the bed, Ichigo falling on top of her. "Oh, Ichigo…" the dark, sweaty woman sighed as she caught her breath. "I should have just hired you out every night. You'd have paid off your debt in a week…"

"If it ended like this every night, I wouldn't mind so much…" replied the panting Ichigo. The girl sat up and undid the clasps to the strap-on, a low moan escaping her as the dildo inside her slipped out. She quickly pulled the butt plug out of Dominista and rolled the woman over to unclamp her sore tits.

No sooner did Ichigo remove the bondage toys from her did Dominista wrap her arms around the girl to pull her close. Lying on their sides, the women shared a long, deep kiss, their bodies pressed against each other again. Breaking the kiss, the dark-skinned woman brushed the sweaty hair out of Ichigo's face. "So tell me, Ichigo. Was being an escort so bad?"

Her sweaty body sticking to Dominista's, Ichigo merely sighed while she hugged Dominista. "I guess not…"

Chuckling, Dominista kissed her forehead. "Good to hear. I'm going to use a spell and put you to sleep. When you wake up, you'll be back to normal."

"Okay…" Ichigo whispered, already on the verge of slumber.

Giving her one final kiss on Ichigo's soft, sweet lips, Dominista put her hands on Ichigo's temples and chanted a Kidō spell to put Ichigo in a deep sleep. Rolling the slumbering girl onto her back, Dominista put her hands on the girl's chest and sighed. "What a shame. You made for such a lovely woman. Ah well. A deal is a deal…"

Chanting more Kidō, Dominista's hands glowed and she went to work…

The next morning…

Sunlight stirred Ichigo from slumber. Opening her eyes, Ichigo sat up and looked down at herself. To her relief, the Substitute was no longer a her anymore. Ichigo was now a man again.

"Feeling better?"

Standing next to the bed was Dominista, holding some clothes in her arms. Looking back down at himself, Ichigo quickly realized that he was naked. "Oh please, don't be so shy," the woman chuckled when Ichigo tried to cover himself with a pillow. "We spent last night doing the body shuffle. And I had to strip you in order to transform you the first time. I've seen you naked plenty."

"Right…" Ichigo got off the bed and quickly put his clothes back on, the clothes that Dominista had originally taken from him when he'd first been forced to become an escort. "So can I go now?"

"A deal is a deal. You paid off your debt to me. And I'll try to find Daihime and convince her to come back. On her own terms," she interjected with Ichigo opened his mouth to say something. "Yes, I learned my lesson. She'll date those of her own choosing. Although she could have saved us both so much drama if she'd said how much she hated it in the first place."

"I see…"

Turning back to face a window, Dominista looked out and watched the rising sun. "So tell me, my dear Ichigo. Has this whole experience changed your mind about escorts?" She turned back with a hopeful smile on her face and looked at Ichigo. Ichigo simply smiled back…

"Nope. This place is still a brothel. And escorts are still prostitutes."

Before Dominista had even the chance to open her mouth, Ichigo merely waved "Bye" and ran out the door, slamming it behind him. "Hmph!" she huffed indignantly. Looking back out the window, she saw Ichigo running away from the escort service as fast as he could, heading straight for his home.

"I was going to tell him that I let his boss, Ikumi, know that he was going to be available and warn him that she was going to work him to the bone, but I guess he can find out the hard way."

Her duty to Ichigo over, Dominista walked out of her room and went back to her business…

The End