Bleach: New Arrancars. Nelliel's Tragedy

Bleach: New Arrancars. Nelliel's Tragedy

            This is a story that I wrote as a favor to a friend a couple of years ago. With the fanfiction archive that I frequented having gone offline a while ago, and itching to put my work out there once again, I feel that it is time that I made my triumpant return to Nifty.
This story is based on the anime series Bleach. Although the plot of the anime follows the plot of the manga very closely, there is one plot point that readers will not understand unless they have watched episodes 147 through 149 of the anime, which contain elements that were not present in the manga. Aside from those three episodes, you should be able to enjoy this story after reading the manga, I took inspiration from the anime, and there are some references that only those who watched the anime will be aware of.
Feel free to send me feedback by emailing me at nathan_warford@yahoo.com. Both positive and negative feedback are welcome. You might want to make yourself comfortable because this is a very long story. At more than 70,000 words long, it qualifies as a novel.

 
Diclaimer:
Bleach is written by Tite Kubo, serialized in 'Weekly Shonen Jump', and is owned by Viz Media.
As requested by my friend that I owed this favor to, this story contains explicit descriptions of BDSM, rape, and futanari (dickgirls), as well as references to heterosexual acts. If you are offended by any of that content, do not read this story. Otherwise, please enjoy.

New Arrancars. Nelliel's Tragedy
by Nathan Warford

 
The halls of Las Noches seemed to go on forever. The sheer size of the fortress was unfathomable. As she wandered the halls, Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck found it hard to believe that such a vast structure could exist. It had been several hours since she had finished eating lunch with her servants Pesche Gatiche and Dondochakka Bilstin, and yet she had still not arrived at her destination. "This takes me back," Nelliel said to herself as she observed the Romanesque archways and the blue tiled floor of the hall. "It feels like just yesterday that Peche, Dondochakka, and I first became Arrancars." She looked up reminiscently at the remains of her Hollow mask that resembled the skull of a ram sitting atop her head.
Nelliel was, in fact, on her way to witness the birth of four more Arrancars. She had not heard much about Aizen's new recruits, but rumor had it that they were Aducha-class Menos. She was about to find out as she arrived at the large doorway at the end of the long hall. "It's Nelliel. I'm coming in now," she announced as she opened the door.
On the other side of the door was a large chamber. Most of the Espada, including Aaroniero Arruruerie, Barragan Ruizenban, Dordoni Alessandro Del Socaccio, Nnoitora Gilga, Ulquiorra Shifar, and Cirucci Sanderwicci, watched as Aizen made the final preparations for creating another Arrancar. "Glad you could make it, Nelliel," Aizen said as he saw the aqua-haired woman enter. "I was just finishing up."
As Nelliel entered, she saw that Aizen was standing over a form wrapped in bandages with a Bakudo spell called Bankin and encased in a glass-like box created by tweaking another spell called Danku. As he normally did while in Las Noches, Aizen had his spectacles removed, his hair slicked back, and wore a white jacket in place of his Soul Reaper captain's coat. As for the figure in the box, Nelliel was surprised by its humanoid form, small size, and immense Spiritual Pressure. 'It's a Vasto Lorde...' she thought to herself. 'The rumors were wrong.' Aside from its small size and humanoid shape, Nelliel could also tell from the wide hips and large chest that the Hollow in the box was female.
As the large door closed behind Nelliel, Aizen reached into his jacket and produced a small, luminescent, purple orb and placed it into a depression in the box that encased the soon-to-be Arrancar. "Has the Hogyoku awakened yet?" Nelliel asked. "I thought that its power deteriorated every time it was used and that it needed time to restore itself before it could be used again."
"Normally that would be true," said Aizen as he touched the marble-like object that sat in the depression. "However," he continued, "when it comes in contact with the Spiritual Pressure of a captain, it temporarily displays the same power as if it were fully awake." As Aizen channeled his Spiritual Pressure into the Hogyoku, it gave of a brilliant, white light. As the light grew brighter, it engulfed the figure inside the box. Nelliel could sense the female Hollow's Spiritual Pressure fluctuate as her transformation into an Arrancar commenced.
As the Hollow's Spiritual Pressure grew, the box began to crack under the stress. Finally, the box could take no more and it shattered, sending shards of glass-like material flying. The bright light of the Hogyoku subsided and revealed the newly born Arrancar that its power had created.
Nelliel stared in awe at the sight before her. With the box and the bandages gone, she could make out all of the new Arrancar's features. She had tan skin, messy, long, blond hair, and green eyes framed by eyelashes just as blond as the hair on top of her head. The remains of her Hollow mask consisted of toothy jaws, which covered her nose and mouth, and scaly plates descending down her neck and chest. Unfortunately, Nelliel thought, even though the woman's breasts were ample, the remains of her mask completely obscured her nipples. The only part of her chest that was not concealed by her mask was a small bit of cleavage. However, Nelliel also felt that it was fortunate that even though the new Arrancar's Hollow hole was unusually low on her body, below her navel, it was above her pubic region and the aqua-haired woman could see a beautiful tuft of blond hair between her legs.
"Now," Aizen said to the woman before him, "could you tell us your name, new comrade?"
Slowly, the woman looked up at the tall man and said, "Halibel......Tier...Halibel."
"Mm?" Barragan uttered in surprise as the dark-skinned woman stated her name.
"Does something about this female bother you, King?" Nnoitora asked in a voice soft enough so that only the elderly Arrancar beside him could hear.
"I've had dealings with Halibel in the past," Barragan replied. "She's caused me a lot of trouble over the years."
"I can't say I blame you," Nnoitora responded. "As long as she doesn't become an Espada before I'm promoted, I'll be happy. Cirucci is already Espada number five and Nelliel is number three. I don't need another female who outranks me."
"Congratulations," Aizen said to the new Arrancar before him. "As of today, you are the newest member of my army, Arrancar number fifty-three, Tier Halibel." Aizen turned toward the aqua-haired woman and said, "Nelliel."
"Yes, Lord Aizen?" Nelliel responded, snapping out of the trance-like state that Halibel's beauty had induced.
"Would you be so kind as to show our new comrade to her quarters? I'm sure she would like a chance to recover after her transformation."
"Yes, Lord Aizen," Nelliel responded.
Nelliel approached Halibel when the blonde breathed, "No...wait." Nelliel stopped in her tracks, surprised by the other woman's objection. "I have to stay. I need to be present...when my comrades are transformed." She attempted to stand up, but could not lift herself to her feet.
"Transformation into an Arrancar is a painful process," said Nelliel. "Still, you don't want a chance to recover?"
"That is the reason I have to remain here," said Halibel. "So that I can be with my comrades when they experience the pain of their transformation. I was a humanoid Vasto Lorde, so the changes to my anatomy were minimal. My comrades are much larger Adjuchas, the changes to their anatomy will be much more drastic."
Nelliel knelt down in front of Halibel and put a hand on her shoulder. The blond-haired woman looked up at Nelliel, surprised by the other woman's warm gesture. Nelliel smiled at Halibel and said, "You care for your comrades deeply. You're a lot like me, Halibel. My Fracciones, Pesche and Dondochakka, are very dear to me as well." She undid the belt holding her sheathed Zanpakuto, allowing her to unzip the diagonally oriented zipper on her coat, exposing a black crop top that accentuated her breasts. She draped her coat around Halibel's shoulders to provide the new Arrancar with a means to cover herself up.
As Aizen called for Halibel's three Aducha-class comrades to enter, Nelliel helped the blond-haired woman to the side of the room for them to witness the birth of another Arrancar. "Nelliel," said the aqua-haired woman. "That's my name. Espada number three, Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck."
"Nelliel..." Halibel breathed. For a moment, Halibel forgot about the aching pain that her transformation had caused. The warmth in Nelliel's hazel eyes, her soft voice, her gentle arms wrapped around her, and the sweet smell of perfume on her coat seemed to make the pain fade away. Although not visible to those that were present in the room, there was a smile on Halibel's face that nothing could have wiped away.

            By the time Aizen had used the Hogyoku's power to transform Halibel's comrades into Arrancars, the blonde had regained much of her strength. However, because their anatomies had changed so drastically during their transformation, Halibel knew that it would take her comrades much longer to recover.
"That's it," said Aizen has he pocketed the Hogyoku once again. "Arrancar number fifty-three, Tier Halibel, Arrancar number fifty-four, Emilou Apache, Arrancar number fifty-five, Franceska Mila Rose, and Arrancar number fifty-six, Cyan Sun-Sun, are our newest comrades. The next several days will be hard on them as they adapt to their new lives as Arrancars. Treat them well." He then turned to the four new Arrancars and said, "You four, welcome to our family."
"Thank you, Lord Aizen," said Halibel as she held her three comrades, whom were all unconscious. "Apache..." she said to the shortest one with short, blue hair and Hollow hole where her belly button would have been, her mask fragment a plate on the top of her head with a horn protruding from it. She had an Estigma that consisted of a red outline around her left eye. "...Mila Rose..." Halibel said to the largest one with dark skin, messy, brown hair, Hollow hole below her ample breasts, and mask remnants consisting of a three-sectioned crown on her head and a thick necklace. "...Sun-Sun..." said the blonde to the slender one with long, green hair and Hollow hole in the middle of her flat chest, three hairclip-like extensions above her right eye the only remains of her Hollow mask. She had an Estigma that consisted of three pink dots below her right eye. "...thank you for bearing this pain," said Halibel. "This pain is the sacrifice that we all made to gain power. I will use this power to make sure no more sacrifices are made."
"This ceremony is concluded," Aizen announced. "Thank you everyone who attended." He then turned to the two female Espadas and said, "Nelliel, Cirucci."
"Yes, Lord Aizen?" both women responded.
"Please, help me escort our new comrades to their quarters."
"Right," Nelliel and Cirucci replied.
Nelliel looked at the blond-haired Arrancar and asked, "Halibel, can you stand?"
"I think so," Halibel said as she attempted to stand up. She first succeeded in pushing herself up to her hands and knees, and then slowly staggered to her feet. She started to fall over, but Nelliel was there to catch her before she did. "Thank you, Nelliel," she said.
"My friends call me 'Nel'," said the aqua-haired woman. "I would like it if you would call me 'Nel' as well."
Even though Nelliel could not see it, her kind words had put a blush on Halibel's cheeks and a smile on her lips. "Thank you...Nel," said the blonde.
Aizen, Nelliel, and Cirucci all carried the three newest Arrancars to the quarters that had been assigned to them. Halibel, still recovering from her transformation, carried only her own weight. Nel, being the strongest of them, carried the heaviest, Franceska Mila Rose. Cirucci carried Emilou Apache, and Aizen carried Cyan Sun-Sun.
"You're showing incredible strength, Halibel," said Aizen. "I've just turned you into an Arrancar and already you're able to walk steadily. I know that you'll be a great asset not only to me, but to the rest of my army."
"I have you to thank for giving me this strength, Lord Aizen," Halibel responded.
"I saw your abilities first hand when you fought against Barragan's subordinate," said Aizen. "Even for a Hollow who had not become an Arrancar, you were especially powerful. The finest example of a Vasto Lorde. But I would very much like to see how powerful your comrades have become now that they have been reborn as Arrancars as well."
"I've been with them for many years," said Halibel. "I have taught them well. Once they've recovered, they will be of great service to you."

            Due to the immense size of Las Noches, there was more than enough space to make every person's living quarters as big as a palace. The quarters arranged for Halibel and her comrades were no different. Viewed from the side, the structure took the form of a huge, golden triangle. The lower two thirds of the front and back were hollowed out to allow access to the structure, and a large deck extended from the top of the hollowed-out area, supported by two white pillars.
Nel, Aizen, and Cirucci set down the three unconscious Arrancars on a futon that had been laid out on the floor by the exit from the interior onto the deck. Apache ended up in the middle with Mila Rose to her left and Sun-Sun to her right. "By becoming Hollows," said Aizen, "you all lost your humanity, becoming beasts trying desperately to fill the void left by your hearts. By transforming you into Arrancars, I have restored your sense of reason. Now that you've regained part of your lost humanity, I thought that being able to see a blue sky again would be to your liking instead of the endless night that permeates the rest of Hueco Mundo."
"It's nostalgic..." Halibel murmured, lying down on the futon to the left of her comrades. "It's been centuries since I came to Hueco Mundo. I've long since forgotten the world of the living. However...a part of me still remembers beautiful, blue skies like the one outside this...this palace."
"Get some rest," said Nel, pulling a blanket over the four new Arrancars. "You're going to need it to recover."
"Wait," said Halibel. The blonde pulled herself up to a sitting position, took off the coat that she was draped in, and handed it to Nel. "Thank you for being so kind to me, Nel," she said. "Look after us."
"Of course," said the woman with the aqua hair. She gave Halibel a peck on the forehead before putting her coat back on and strapping her belt to her waist. With that, she, Cirucci, and Aizen made their exit.
After Nel had left her sight, Halibel laid back down on the futon and pulled the blanket back over her body. She looked over at her three comrades and said, "I've always said that if we can't win by ourselves, we would win as a group. Now we have made allies of Lord Aizen and even Nel, an Espada, and become part of an even larger group. To be comrades with people as strong as they are, we'll finally have the power to prevent more casualties." Her body still aching from her transformation, Halibel closed her eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep, hoping that a long rest would expedite her recovery.

            Nel, Aizen, and Cirucci parted ways as they began the long walk back to their respective quarters. As she walked through the sands of Las Noches back to her palace, Nel was very uncomfortable. Although she had hidden it well, spending the entire journey from the transformation chamber to Halibel's quarters with four naked women had gotten the aqua-haired Arrancar hot and bothered. 'What should I do now?' Nel wondered. 'I need to take care of this sexual frustration. But if I'm not back soon, Pesche and Dondochakka would get worried.' Nel sighed in discomfort. 'I'll just have to wait until after dinner,' the Arrancar thought to herself.
As she reached the entrance to her palace, Nel took several deep breaths in an attempt to regain her composure and act normally in front of her Fracciones. She entered her palace and called out in a cheerful manner, "Pesche, Dondochakka, I'm home."

            Cirucci Sanderwicci's palace was unique among the Espadas'. It was a collection of large, red pillars that rose out of the sand at odd angles. The only entrances to the palace that were not beneath the sand were elevated walkways that extended out from the sides of the pillars. The interior was equally unique, consisting of large chambers with orange walls and red, tiled floors containing smaller red pillars.
Cirucci was in front of one of the pillars, looking at herself in the full body mirror that was built into it. She was reapplying her purple lipstick in preparation for the guest whom she knew was coming. With her frilly dress with wing-like extentions on her back, puffed sleeves, fingerless, evening-style gloves, and purple, teardrop-shaped Estigma under her eyes, the lipstick completed her Gothic Lolita appearance.
As Cirucci applied the finishing touches, she heard a knock come from the main entrance. She looked toward the door, a grin coming to her face. Cirucci walked to the door and opened it to see Nel standing on the other side. "Hello, Nel," she said in a husky voice. "I've been waiting for you."
Nel looked at Cirucci in surprise. "You've been waiting for me?" she said. "How did you know I was coming?"
Cirucci ushered Nel inside and closed the door before answering, "Your Spiritual Pressure's been unstable since we arrived at Halibel's palace. There's only one thing that could have you so distracted that you can't control your Spiritual Pressure properly. Hot blonde with chocolate skin got you all hot and bothered, didn't she?"
"Cirucci," Nel breathed. "I need you tonight. You're the only one that can satisfy me."
Cirucci laughed, pleased that she was the one that Nel had sought out for release. The two women went to each other and pressed their lips together. Their hands roamed each other's bodies as they kissed. Cirucci opened her mouth slightly and sucked gently on Nel's lips. Nel felt Cirucci's tongue touch her lips, pushing past them and into the warm wetness of her mouth. Their tongues sought one another out, engaging in a passionate dance as they finally touched.
As their tongues moved about inside each other's mouths, Cirucci's hands moved down Nel's body and down to her belt. She fumbled with the strap a bit before she succeeded in undoing the belt, letting it fall to the floor at Nel's feet along with her Zanpakuto. Her hands moved back up the younger woman's body, stroking her sides and her arms. Cirucci then found the top end of the zipper that held together Nel's jacket and slowly unzipped the garment that separated her from Nel's skin. Once the jacket was completely unzipped, Cirucci reached into the jacket and around Nel's body, her fingers touching the skin of the aqua-haired Arrancar's back below the hem of her black crop top.
With Cirucci's hands in her jacket, Nel reached under the hemline of Cirucci's dress, hiked up her skirt, and stroked her sides. Cirucci moaned softly at Nel's touch. Wanting to rid themselves of their clothes, the two Arrancars stepped away from each other briefly so that they could take off their tops. Cirucci pulled the dress up her body, exposing first her lacy, black, translucent bikini bottom, the Hollow hole that ran through her abdomen, then her lacy, black brassiere. After she had bunched up the dress at her chest, she pulled it up and over her head, removing it from her body, revealing the number "5" tattooed on her left deltoid. As Cirucci took off her dress, Nel removed her jacket, revealing her navel and the number "3" tattooed on her back where Cirucci's fingers had been stroking her. With the sleeves of her jacket no longer hiding the fringes of her gloves, she took them off and felt Cirucci's skin. She wrapped her arms around the older Arrancar again and stroked her back. She pulled Cirucci close and their lips locked in another lustful kiss.
Nel found the strap of Cirucci's bra and unhooked it. The bra fell away from her body like paint peeling off of an old building, revealing her small yet shapely breasts with perky nipples proudly protruding from them. As Cirucci's bra fell to her feet, Nel's hands moved to the other woman's frontside and took the mounds of her breasts in her hands, giving them a good squeeze. Cirucci's lips left Nel's and she threw her head back, letting out a moan as the younger woman fondled her breasts. With Cirucci's head thrown back, Nel brought her face down to the older woman's neck and gently kissed her collarbone. "Oh, Nel," Cirucci sighed.
"Right here?" Nel asked, lightly nibbling the boundary where Cirucci's neck met her shoulder.
"Mm, lower," said Cirucci. "Lick my tits."
Obeying her lover's instructions, Nel lowered her head down to Cirucci's chest and started tracing shapes with her tongue over the purple-haired woman's breasts. Cirucci moaned and sighed with desire, slightly repositioning her body so that Nel's tongue found her left nipple, which Nel quickly discovered was erect with arousal. Cirucci arched her back in bliss, pressing her chest against Nel's face and pushing her nipple into the aqua-haired woman's mouth. Taking the hint, Nel wrapped her lips around the pink nubbin and sucked on it just as she had earlier with Cirucci's tongue. Cirucci let out a loud, long moan as the younger woman stimulated her nipple, making it even harder than before. Nel released the nubbin in her mouth and moved to the other one, giving Cirucci's right nipple the same attention that she had given her left, eliciting even more moans from the older woman's throat. "Oh, Nel!" the purple-haired Arrancar exclaimed. "You're very good at this."
"I had a very good teacher," Nel responded.
As Nel attended to Cirucci's breasts, Cirucci's hands went to the hem of Nel's black crop top and pulled the hem up and over her breasts, revealing her pink nipples and Hollow hole running through her cleavage. Her nipples were not perky like Cirucci's, but she made up for it with her impressive bust size. Cirucci gave Nel's breasts a squeeze, causing Nel to yelp in surprise. Cirucci smiled and said, "Your breasts are sensitive, aren't they?"
"Yeah," Nel breathed.
Cirucci pushed Nel against the wall and kissed her again, their tongues seeking one another out. Both women moaned as their nipples rubbed against one another, digging into each other's breasts.
Cirucci peeled off Nel's crop top and moved down the younger woman's body, kissing her chin, then down her neck to her collarbone, then into the valley between her large breasts, leaving a trail of saliva along the way. She brought her head down to Nel's left breast and sucked her nipple into her mouth.
Nel cried out in pleasure as Cirucci teased her turgid nipple with her mouth. "Oh, Cirucci!" Nel cried out in bliss.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" said Cirucci.
"Oh, yes," Nel moaned in response. "It feels good." Cirucci then moved to Nel's right nipple, eliciting more moans and cries from the younger woman's throat.
As Cirucci's mouth worked Nel's breasts, her right hand roamed Nel's body. She caressed Nel's arm, her shoulder, her breast, her side, and her abdomen. Nel's skin was hot with arousal. Cirucci moved her hand up and down the length of Nel's body, moving lower with each descent, eventually going so low that it slipped into the aqua-haired woman's trousers. Nel shuddered in delight as Cirucci's hand ran over her left thigh and buttock. After gently caressing Nel's butt for a moment, she ran her hand back up Nel's body, over her smooth abdomen, which was glistening with sweat. Her hand then slipped back down into Nel's pants, this time between her legs. Nel gasped as she felt Cirucci's hand grazing over the crotch of her panties.
After moving her fingers up and down Nel's crotch for a bit, Cirucci again ran her hand up over Nel's tummy, progressively increasing the younger woman's excitement. Cirucci giggled as she observed the fog that Nel was in. Her eyes were closed, her face was flushed, her skin was burning, her body was covered in sweat, and her hips were rocking back and forth in anticipation. Nel was in a whole other world, devoid of everything except for herself and the woman in front of her. She had completely lost herself to her desire. Conscious thought had abandoned her. Every fiber of her being ached for the wondrous feelings that only another woman could provide. Her mind and her body were ready.
Cirucci's hand again slipped into Nel's trousers and between her legs. This time, it went into Nel's panties. She played with Nel's pubic hair, making the younger Arrancar twitch with anticipation. She dipped her middle finger below the foliage of Nel's bush and into the wet folds of her vagina. Nel's eyes shot open and her body tensed up as she felt Cirucci's finger enter her sex. "You're so wet, Nel," Cirucci said with a husky voice.
"Cirucci...please...I need it." Even though Nel's eyes were open, Cirucci could tell that she was not actuslly looking at anything. She was staring into space, unable to focus her eyes on anything in front of her. "Stop torturing me..."
Cirucci laughed sadistically as Nel's body begged her to move her finger. "I love it when you're desperate like this," she said. Mercifully, she started moving her finger in and out of Nel's pussy. Nel closed her eyes again and started moaning as Cirucci pleasured her vagina, her hips rocking in time to the thrusts of the older Arrancar's finger. Her pussy was wet enough that Cirucci slid her ring finger into it effortlessly.
Nel was completely lost in the moment. The entire world drifted away as Cirucci pushed her ever closer to the heights of ecstasy. Cirucci continued pleasuring Nel's breasts with her mouth as she shoved her middle and ring fingers deep into her vagina. As she continued her ministrations, Nel started moving her hips more frantically, driving Cirucci's fingers in and out of her slit even faster. Cirucci brought her thumb to Nel's turgid clit as she continued moving her hand between her legs. Nel's clitoris was fully erect, making it very easy for Cirucci's thumb to find it. Nel let out a loud, drawn out cry as Cirucci's thumb rubbed her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body. Nel's heightened arousal had made her body highly sensitive to the slightest touch, making the feelings that Cirucci's movements were causing all the more intense. The thrusting of her hips became more urgent as Cirucci continued plunging her fingers deep into her folds, flicking her bean with her thumb.
Nel's breathing became increasingly ragged as every one of Cirucci's movements drove her one step closer to orgasm. She moaned and cried in ecstasy, her head shaking left and right, her hips thrusting forward and back. Her right arm wrapped around Cirucci's back and her left hand grabbed Cirucci's arm, thrusting her fingers even faster into her vulva. "Oh! Cirucci!" Nel panted as her entire body quaked. "I'm so close! Oh!"
"That's it, Nel," Cirucci cooed. " Let it all out. Let me see the look of ecstasy on your face when you come." She then leaned close to Nel's right ear and whispered, "Come for me, Nelliel."
"UAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Nel threw her arms around Cirucci's body, holding on for dear life as she experienced much needed release. Her legs shook uncontrollably, waves of pleasure coursing through her body, her hips seizing up rhythmically with every wave. Her vaginal walls contracted around Cirucci's fingers, letting loose a flood of orgasmic fluid, creating a dark spot on the crotch of her trousers.
Finally, Nel's grip on Cirucci's body loosened and she fell to the floor, the wall to her back the only thing propping her up in a sitting position. Cirucci slowly pulled her fingers out of Nel's vagina and removed her hand from her pants. "Nel, you came so much," Cirucci exclaimed, marveling at the amount of girl-cum that coated her hand. Nel opened her eyes to see the juices dripping from Cirucci's fingers. The older woman stuck a finger in her mouth and moaned at the ambrosial taste of the nectar than Nel's vagina had let loose her hand. "Mm. Your cum is delicious."
"Then," Nel breathed, "let me give you more."
Cirucci grinned at Nel's remark. She gave the aqua-haired woman one more kiss before standing up, letting Nel observe her body. Cirucci stood only in her white gloves, black boots, and lacy, black, translucent bikini bottom that left little to the imagination. Nel could just make out the folds of Cirucci's womanhood through the sheer material and it made her shudder with anticipation. The purple-haired Arrancar began undulating her hips and abdomen, putting on a sexy dance for Nel. The younger woman reached for her breasts and began massaging them, sighing in pleasure as Cirucci danced for her.
Her hips and abdomen still rocking, Cirucci slowly started moving her sheer panties downward. The crotch of her panties clung to her vagina for a moment as she pulled them down, indicating that she was wet. When the panties went low enough, the moisture between Cirucci's legs was not enough to keep the panties adhered to her flesh and Nel was rewarded with a clear view of the older woman's sex. Her labia were a beautiful pink color and her unusually large clitoris extended from above her slit. Cirucci kept her mound neatly trimmed, making her pussy and clit clearly visible to those that were lucky enough to witness the purple-haired woman's sexy striptease.
Cirucci continued moving her panties further and further down her legs, Nel intently watching her every move. When Cirucci's panties reached her ankles, she stepped one foot out from them and then used her other foot to kick the panties off of her leg, the black lace landing on Nel's nose. Cirucci's womanly fragrance sent shivers down Nel's spine and added to her desire.
Completely naked save for her gloves and boots, Cirucci walked to where Nel was sitting. The purple-haired Espada got down on her knees in front of Nel and stroked the younger woman's sides, causing her to sigh in contentment. Cirucci then grabbed the hem of Nel's trousers and began pulling the pants down her legs, exposing her black boy short panties. As Cirucci worked to get Nel's pants off, Nel raised her hips slightly and pulled down her boy shorts. As the hem of the panties went beyond her knees, Cirucci was granted a close-up view of Nel's special spot. Although there were times that Nel exhibited personality traits akin to those of a child, she was anatomically a grown woman. Between her legs grew a dense forest of curly, aqua-colored hair, droplets of natural lubrication glistening on her hairs like morning dew on blades of grass. "Such a pretty pussy," Cirucci breathed, brushing her fingers across Nel's pubic hair. She pulled the aqua-haired woman's panties down the rest of the way and tossed them aside. She spread Nel's legs and gazed upon the younger Arrancar's body with a lascivious grin on her face.
"Don't look at me like that," Nel blushed. "It's embarrassing." Cirucci laughed, amused by Nel's timid response to her sexy stare. She brought her arms under Nel's legs and grabbed her hips, pulling herself down toward the younger woman's body. She moved her head slightly to the left before moving lower, leaving tender kisses down Nel's right leg to her inner thigh. Nel gasped as Cirucci licked the crook of her leg, so close to and nearly as sensitive as her engorged pussy. Cirucci then moved to the other side, kissing and licking the crook of Nel's left leg, eliciting another gasp from the younger woman.
"Cirucci..." Nel begged, her body beginning to squirm with frustration.
Cirucci laughed again, reveling in Nel's torment. "Impatient, are we?" she said.
"I've been waiting all evening," Nel breathed. "Please, lick my pussy."
Cirucci brought her face in front of Nel's vagina and inhaled the musky fragrance of her arousal. Intoxicated by Nel's aroma, Cirucci could not fight the urge to dive into her muff and begin lapping up the fluid that was the source of the scent. Nel arched her back and moaned in pleasure as Cirucci licked up and down the length of her slit before wrapping her lips around the aqua-haired woman's vulva. Cirucci's tongue slipped between Nel's labia and probed the younger Arrancar's wet folds. Nel's hands went to her chest and began fondling her breasts, adding to the sensation of Cirucci's mouth between her legs.
Cirucci moved her right hand away from Nel's hip and brought it under where her mouth was pleasuring her vagina. Cirucci removed her face from Nel's pussy and replaced it with her index and middle fingers, allowing her tongue to move to Nel's clitoris. Nel gave out a cry of bliss and her hips seized up, pressing herself against Cirucci. Every time she thrust her fingers into Nel's pussy, Cirucci flicked Nel's clit with her tongue, sending waves of pleasure through the younger woman's body.
Nel let out another loud cry as she pinched her nipples. Her hips rocked back and forth in time with Cirucci's ministrations, thrusting her hips forward every time Cirucci pushed her fingers and tongue against her. Her cries of bliss grew louder and louder as Cirucci drove her closer and closer to another orgasm. "Cirucci!" she cried out. "I'm coming again!" Nel grabbed the back of Cirucci's head as the older woman plunged her fingers deep into her canal and sucked her turgid clit into her mouth. After keeping Nel on the edge of orgasm for several seconds, Cirucci suddenly released Nel's clit with a loud pop and lashed at the turgid nubbin with her tongue ferociously.
The sudden jolt of stimulation sent Nel flying into another massive orgasm, more powerful than the last. She screamed in ecstasy as her entire body convulsed, her hips bucking wildly. Her vaginal muscles contracted powerfully, spewing her girl-cum onto Cirucci's face.
Eventually, Nel's grip on Cirucci loosened and she collapsed onto her left side, panting heavily. Cirucci gazed upon the younger woman and marveled at her accomplishment, licking Nel's nectar off of her lips. "Wonderful," she said to herself. "Your orgasms are so hot, Nel."
"It's because...you're so good...at fucking me," Nel panted.
"Nel, I'm so wet for you. It's your turn to make me feel good."
"Okay." Nel tried to push herself up off the ground, but could not find the strength to do so.
"Just wait there for a moment," said Cirucci. "I'll be back."
Cirucci walked to her full body mirror and opened it, revealing that it was the door to a cabinet that was built into the wall. She then pulled out from the cabinet a tank filled with a red liquid and a large, black, cylindrical object floating in it with tendrils extending from one end. "I think it's about time to test this out," Cirucci said to herself.
After removing the object and putting the tank back in the cabinet, Cirucci walked back to where Nel was still lying on the ground. "Wake up, Nel," she said, slapping the aqua-haired woman across the face.
"I'm awake," said Nel, managing to push herself up to a sitting position. She noticed the object that Cirucci had in her hand and asked, "What's that?"
"It's something Szayelaporro Grantz developed from the Hollows he studied," Cirucci answered. "It's a prosthetic that binds to its user, letting her feel everything that a man would."
"Szayelaporro?" said Nel. "Why would he develop such a thing?"
A smile came to Cirucci's face. "That's right, you weren't here when he became an Arrancar," she said.
"No," Nel responded. "I was outside Las Noches with Nnoitora looking for the Vasto Lordes."
"Do you have any idea where Szayelaporro's hole is?"
Nel's eyes went wide when she realized what Cirucci meant. "You mean it's...on his cock?"
Cirucci put the object between her legs and touched the base to her pubic mound. "He can't perform," she explained. "One day, he summoned me to his lab, telling me that he had discovered a new Resurreccion technique and he wanted to see if I could use it." As the prosthetic reacted to Cirucci's Spiritual Pressure, the tendrils at the base extended and wrapped around her hips like black vines, then dipping down between her legs and entering her vagina. "But, he tested this out on me instead. After he was done raping me, he had the audacity to expect me to test out that Resurreccion technique for him. So I beat him up and escaped." After it melded with Cirucci's body, the prosthetic became tumescent and the head bulged out into a shape that superficially resembled the cap of a mushroom. Nel marveled at the sight. Cirucci stood before her with what looked exactly like an erect penis protruding from between her legs!
"But not before I stole this from him," Cirucci continued, walking toward Nel. "I wanted to test it out for myself. And now, I have that chance." She grabbed the back of Nel's head, positioned her in front of the penis that extended from her crotch, and commanded, "Suck me."
Nel looked at the shaft between Cirucci's legs, unable to believe that such a thing was really attached to the pelvis of a woman that she had had sex with many times before. Moreover, it was large, nearly 20 centimeters in length and 10 centimeters in circumference. To make sure that what she saw was neither a dream nor an illusion, Nel slowly reached out and touched the cock. As her hand touched the rod, Nel felt that even though it was an inorganic black color, it was warm and fleshy just like a real penis. Cirucci jumped, surprised by the sensation. Finally convinced that Cirucci's cock was actually real, Nel opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around it.
Cirucci arched her back and moaned in pleasure as Nel sucked her dick. "Oh wow," Cirucci moaned. "I can feel it. I can feel your mouth around it." Nel started moving her head forward and back, feeling the hard member slide back and forth between her lips. Nel had learned how to perform fellatio with Aizen, but it was somewhat different with Cirucci. Where Aizen was generally stoic, Cirucci retained the characteristically female uninhibited cries of pleasure that she normally had.
As Nel grew more used to the fact that the shaft in her mouth truly belonged to Cirucci, the absurdity of that fact began to leave her mind. It no longer mattered that a female like Cirucci had a cock growing out of her crotch. All that mattered was that Nel had a new way to pleasure her lover. She became engrossed in the moment, drawing on what she had learned about pleasing the male organ. She brought her right hand to the base of the shaft and stroked it in time with the forward and back motion of her head, her fingers acting as an extension of her mouth. At the same time, her left hand went below Cirucci's penis and touched the area where the testicles would have been if they had been included with the prosthetic. Even though the prosthetic lacked testicles, stimulating the area where the tendrils entered and joined with Cirucci's vagina had the same effect. Cirucci threw her head back and let out a loud moan, grabbing the back of Nel's head and forcing it forward and back even faster. "That's great, Nel," Cirucci exclaimed. "Keep sucking me just like that!"
Nel did not know if it was because fellatio felt better than cunnilingus or if Cirucci was just excited about trying a new toy, but for whatever reason, she was more aggressive than she usually was when Nel visited her. She was thrusting her hips madly, driving her cock into Nel's mouth at an ever faster pace. She thrusted her hips so powerfully that Nel's head began knocking against the wall that her back was up against. Nel nearly gagged as Cirucci shoved her hot rod deep into her throat. "Oh shit!" Cirucci cried. "I can feel it coming! I'm going to come in your mouth, Nel! AAHH!!"
Nel's eyes went wide as she felt Cirucci's cock shoot its load into her mouth. Despite achieving orgasm through penile stimulation, Cirucci's orgasm was still characteristically female. Her legs shook uncontrollably, causing her to fall to her knees after the first shot, allowing Nel to cough as the older Arrancar blew the rest of her load over her chest and stomach, continuing to spasm and yell in pleasure until the last of her cum dripped onto Nel's legs.
After Nel had recovered from choking on Cirucci's ejaculate, she noticed that it was different from male semen. But Nel was no stranger to the musky flavor, watery texture, and translucent color. "This is...girl-cum?" she said.
"It absorbs my juices..." Cirucci breathed, "...and ejaculates them when I come. It's an amazing invention...don't you think?"
Cirucci pushed her body against Nel's and began kissing her hungrily. Nel gasped as she felt Cirucci's dick become hard again, pressing against her belly. Nel's surprised reaction brought a laugh from Cirucci. "But unlike Szayelaporro," she said, "we women don't have to wait to do it again."
The purple-haired Espada pulled Nel away from the wall and flipped her onto her back, straddling the younger woman. She brought her face to Nel's chest and began sucking and licking her nipples, causing Nel to moan in pleasure. Cirucci grabbed the shaft of her dick and guided it between Nel's legs to the opening of her waiting snatch. The older woman shuddered in delight as she tickled the head of her penis with Nel's moist pussy lips. "You're so wet, Nel," Cirucci cooed. "You want me inside you, don't you?" Without waiting for an answer, Cirucci shoved the hard member into Nel's folds.
"Aah!" Nel cried as she felt Cirucci enter her. "It's so big!" Nel's impassioned cries combined with the warm wetness of her pussy around Cirucci's cock aroused the purple-haired woman to no end. She started moving her hips forward and back, thrusting her cock deep into Nel's pussy, releasing a loud yelp from the younger Arrancar's mouth with every thrust.
"That's right," Cirucci moaned. "Take it! Take my cock in your pussy!"
"It's stretching my pussy!" Nel had never felt so full before. The shaft made contact with every square centimeter of her vagina, rubbing against her G-Spot with every thrust. Nel wrapped her arms around Cirucci's body and held her tightly, her eyes filling with tears of both pleasure and pain as the older Arrancar impaled her pussy with her large dick.
"Oh, yes!" Cirucci cried as her hips rocked faster and faster. "Your pussy is so hot and wet, and it's squeezing me so tight! I'm going to come inside you, Nel!" Several more powerful thrusts of her hips and Cirucci cried out in bliss as she came. She convulsed violently as her pelvic muscles contracted, shooting her cum into Nel's box. Feeling Cirucci's warm juices filling her pussy sent Nel over the edge as well. She let out a loud cry of ecstasy and her entire body quaked, her vaginal walls contracting powerfully around the purple-haired woman's cock, spewing orgasmic fluid all over Cirucci.
As both women came down from their pleasure highs, Cirucci pressed her lips against Nel's and slipped her tongue into the aqua-haired Arrancar's mouth. The younger woman reciprocated, letting her tongue dance around Cirucci's. As they kissed, Cirucci grabbed Nel's breasts and gave them a squeeze, causing Nel to moan into her mouth. She pinched Nel's nipples and the younger Arrancar arched her back in pleasure. "You want more?" Cirucci whispered into Nel's ear.
"Yes," Nel gasped.
Cirucci wrapped her arms around Nel and pulled her up to a sitting position. She then flipped her onto her hands and knees, her ass sticking up in the air. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass," Cirucci declared, aiming her dick at Nel's back entrance. She pressed the head against Nel's anus, causing the taller woman to whimper in apprehension. Her rod still dripping with Nel's natural lubrication, it sank into the younger woman's ass easily, causing Nel to yelp in surprise. Cirucci began moving her hips and Nel began moaning and crying in pain. "Ah! It hurts!" she cried. However, ever since she had started visiting Cirucci, Nel had discovered that she enjoyed the pain that was inflicted on her when they had sex. And her regenerative abilities allowed any soreness or bruising she sustained to heal by the next morning. Pesche and Dondochakka would be none the wiser.
Cirucci continued ramming her cock into Nel's rectum, eliciting loud cries of pleasure and pain from the younger woman's throat. "Oh," Cirucci moaned. "I never thought anything could be tighter than your pussy. But your ass is squeezing me so tight!" Cirucci reached her hands around Nel's body to her front side, bringing her left hand to Nel's chest and her right hand between her legs. Without altering the speed or force of her thrusting hips, Cirucci groped Nel's left breast with her left hand and penetrated her vagina with her right hand. Nel arched her back and screamed in ecstasy as Cirucci fucked both holes at the same time. Nel's masochism knew no bounds. The pain of her pussy and ass being stretched to their limits only added to her pleasure. After three orgasms and in a heightened state of arousal, Nel's turgid clit had become so sensitive that it caused her further pain when Cirucci rubbed it with her thumb.
Nel's arms began to feel weak under Cirucci's assault on her nether regions. No longer able to support the weight of her body, Nel's arms gave out and her torso fell forward. This only served to make her back door more accessible, allowing Cirucci to ram her dick into Nel's ass even more forcefully. Nel's screams rocked Cirucci's palace, her Spiritual Pressure becoming wild and untamed as she lost control. "Oh, yeah!" cried Cirucci. "You like it? You like it?" Nel was so lost that she could not even comprehend Cirucci's speech. All that she could do was scream and shake in rapture.
Cirucci's cries began increasing in urgency and her body movements became erratic as her orgasm neared. "Oh, shit!" she screamed as she reached her peak. "Nel! I'm coming! I'm coming! GRRAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!"
"UAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Nel and Cirucci both let out deafening screams as their orgasms hit. Nel's pussy let loose a surge of orgasmic fluids and her rectal muscles contracted powerfully around Cirucci's dick. Cirucci arched her back in rapture, filling Nel's ass with her cum before falling backward, blowing the rest of her load onto Nel's back and her own stomach, breasts, and face. Both women were so high on endorphins and hormones that even without continued stimulation, their bodies continued convulsing and their pelvic muscles continued contracting as their orgasms coursed through them, wave after wave pummeling their bodies.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of rapture, Nel and Cirucci came to rest on the cum-soaked floor, nearly passing out from the sensory overload. The prosthetic penis protruding from Cirucci's mound became flaccid, the tendrils retracted from her vagina, the head retracted back into the cylinder, and it fell off of Cirucci's body, returning her anatomy to its fully female form.
After several minutes had passed, Nel regained enough strength to open her eyes. Cirucci forced herself up to a sitting position before falling forward at Nel's left side. She wrapped her right arm around her aqua-haired lover and stroked her back. "How was it?" Cirucci panted.
"Cirucci..." Nel sighed, "...it was amazing."
"Szayelaporro has been trying for months to perfect the formula for the preservative that this came in," said Cirucci, glancing at the prosthetic penis. "It's what preserves the Hollow meat that we eat and keeps it fresh. I hope it preserves this cock just as well. It took me a long time to get you interested in lesbian sex. Maybe this will help me get the other females interested even faster."
"Do you think that would work?" said Nel, suddenly very intent.
Cirucci smiled, knowing exactly what was on Nel's mind. "You're thinking about Halibel. She reminds you of the princess in that book you've been reading, doesn't she?" For the past several months, Nel had been reading a book that Aizen had brought to Hueco Mundo after one of his returns to the Soul Society. It was a lesbian romance novel called In Service of the Cat Princess written by a woman who called herself "Hachiko". It told the story of a young woman serving as the bodyguard of the beautiful, dark-skinned princess of a kingdom of catpeople. Neither Nel nor Cirucci knew Aizen's reasons for bringing such a book back with him to Hueco Mundo, but Hachiko's description of the dark-skined princess reminded Nel of Halibel.
"Seeing Halibel's body is what made me so horny," said Nel. Hoping to learn what insights Cirucci had into Halibel's mind, Nel asked the older Arrancar, "What do you think about her?"
"She's certainly a fine piece of ass, but not really my type. I prefer more innocent, obedient girls like you. Halibel is not like that. She's a boulder. She won't take shit from anybody and she won't stand for anyone that would try to manipulate her or her comrades. But that doesn't mean you don't have a chance, Nel. If you learn everything Halibel wants in a woman and promise her what she desires, she will fall for you. You've already taken the first step by gaining her trust and becoming her friend."
"That sounds difficult," said Nel with a sigh. "The reason I'm able to please you is because you've taught me who you want me to be. How do I learn what kind of woman Halibel wants?"
"She cares about her comrades deeply. Perhaps the key to Halibel's affection is through them."
A smile came to Nel's face. "Thank you, Cirucci." Although still week from the multiple orgasms that she had experienced and aching from the rough sex, Nel managed to push herself to her feet. "You've given me everything I need."
Cirucci propped up her head with her fist and watched as Nel redressed herself. "Do what you want with Halibel as long as it doesn't distract you from satisfying my desires. I did you a favor tonight by fucking you senseless. I expect you to return the favor when I need release."
"Take care of that prosthetic cock of yours," said Nel as she strapped to her waist the belt that carried her Zanpakuto. "You won't be able to blow your load on me if you don't have it on you." With the advice and the sexual gratification that she needed, Nel left Cirucci's palace to retire for the night. She would have her work cut out for her learning what it was about the three Adjuchas that had won Halibel over.

            The next morning, Halibel woke up feeling refreshed. Her muscles no longer ached and she felt better than she ever had during her time as a Hollow. She turned to her right to see her three comrades lying in bed beside her. "Still unconscious, I see," she said. She sighed in frustration, knowing that despite the immense spirit energy flowing through her body, there was nothing that she could do to help her friends recover. "I wish that there was something I could do to help you."
"You can help us." Halibel's breath caught as she heard Franceska Mila Rose speak. The brown-haired Arrancar opened her green eyes and turned toward Halibel. "Just stay here with us and we'll be fine."
"Mila Rose!" Halibel cried happily.
"Ugh..." came another voice, this time from Emilou Apache. "Could you...keep it down a bit?" she said in a weak voice.
"Apache," said Halibel. She kept her voice down but it lacked none of the joy that it contained when she said Mila Rose's name. "How are you feeling?"
"Horrible," Apache said, not opening her eyes or even moving. "I feel like I've been hit by a hundred Ceros. My body hurts all over, I can barely move, and I'm extremely sensitive to light and sound."
"Then don't exert yourself," said Halibel in a gentle, maternal tone. "I'll be here to care for you while you heal." Halibel then looked at Mila Rose and asked, "What about you, Mila Rose? Are you feeling any better?"
"A little," said the dark-haired woman. "My muscles still ache, but I can already feel my strength returning." She reached out toward the blonde but then stopped as she noticed her hands. She looked at her forelimbs in wonder, clenching and unclenching her fingers just to make sure that they were actually a part of her body. "These..." she stammered, "...these are my hands."
"That's right," said Halibel, taking Mila Rose's hands in her own. "You're all humanoid now, just like me."
Mila Rose blushed as she felt Halibel's fingers intertwine with hers and she sighed in happiness. "Master Halibel, your hands are so warm." Mila Rose looked deep into the other woman's emerald eyes and said, "You're beautiful, Master Halibel. I'm so happy I can finally feel your skin."
Halibel put her hand on Mila Rose's head and gently stroked her brown hair. "You're beautiful too, Mila Rose," Halibel said. She then looked over at her other comrades and said, "You all are."
However, as she looked upon her comrades, Halibel noticed that something was not right. While Mila Rose was well enough to move and Apache was at least coherent, her third comrade, Cyan Sun-Sun, had not moved at all, not even responding in the slightest to any of their voices. "Sun-Sun!" Halibel cried. She got out of bed and rushed to the slender woman's side to assess her condition. Halibel was disquieted by seeing Sun-Sun covered in sweat with a pained expression on her face. Halibel brushed back Sun-Sun's hair and touched her forehead to that of her comrade. "You have a fever!" Halibel exclaimed.
Halibel looked at her right arm, completely humanoid unlike the large blade that it was before she became an Arrancar. 'Lord Aizen said,' Halibel thought, 'that soon after becoming an Arrancar, I would be able to summon a Zanpakuto like a Soul Reaper. If I had my Zanpakuto, then I could call upon my former powers and dampen a cloth for Sun-Sun. How long will it be before I can summon it?'
Just then, a knock came at the entrance to the room. "Halibel, Apache, Mila Rose, Sun-Sun," a familiar voice came from behind the door. "It's me, Nel." The aqua-haired Arrancar opened the door a crack to peek inside. "Can I come in?"
"Nel," said a frantic Halibel, "please, help Sun-Sun!"
"What is it?" Nel asked, entering the room, several sets of clothes in one hand and a tray in the other.
"She's still unconscious and has a fever," Halibel replied. It was then that the blonde saw several white handkerchiefs on the tray that Nel brought, as if the Espada had anticipated Halibel's need for a wet cloth. In the blink of an eye, Halibel had a handkerchief in her hand and was putting it on Sun-Sun's forehead. "That should help," Halibel said to herself, calming down a bit. She then turned to Nel and said, "Thank you for the wet cloth. How did you know?"
Nel stared in confusion at the blond-haired woman for a moment before saying, "Halibel...the handkerchief was dry."
Halibel gave Nel a puzzled expression. "But it was wet. I felt its wetness in my hand."
Seeking a solution to the confounding disparity between their claims, Nel went to where Halibel was next to Sun-Sun and touched the cloth that Halibel had put on the green-haired woman's forehead. Upon feeling the cloth, Nel's eyes widened in astonishment. "It's wet," she exclaimed.
"If the cloth was dry when you came in," wondered Halibel, "how did it become wet when I picked it up?"
"I see," Nel said partially to herself, an understanding smile coming to her face. "That's your ability, isn't it? Creation of and control over water."
"That's right," said Halibel, surprised by Nel's knowledge of her unique ability. "But how was I able to use my powers?"
"Her Zanpakuto hasn't appeared yet," Mila Rose added.
Nel said, "Lord Aizen told me of an especially talented Soul Reaper that recently became Captain of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads' tenth division. He was a child prodigy whose powers manifested even before he was admitted to the Soul Reaper Academy. His Spiritual Pressure was so great that he nearly killed his grandmother in his sleep." The Espada looked deep into Halibel's eyes and said, "You have the same gift, Halibel. You're able to use your ability subconsciously even without a Zanpakuto. Now that I think about it, his abilities also involved the manipulation of water."
"That is interesting," Halibel thought. "In any case, if you didn't come to help Sun-Sun, why did you come here, Nel?"
"I thought you could use some food," Nel replied. She set down the tray in front of Halibel and her comrades, allowing them to see that on it were five plates with some kind of meat on them, five bowls filled with some kind of broth, a teapot, five teacups, and four more handkerchiefs.
Mila Rose sniffed the air, hoping to smell the aroma of the food as it filled the room. The scent that she picked up was unlike anything she had smelled before, something savory, sweet, and moist. "What is it?" she asked.
"It's Hollow meat," Nel replied. Halibel and Mila Rose were shocked by Nel's statement. Even Apache opened her eyes in surprise, revealing that her right eye was ice blue and her left eye was amber. Nel explained, "Have you ever wondered why the floor of Las Noches is full of sand? It's to provide a habitat for Hollows so that we Arrancars can have easy access to them and their meat. Szayelaporro Grantz, a researcher here at Las Noches, discovered a way to preserve Hollow flesh, preventing it from decaying after the Hollow is killed. It also gives back a quality of flavor and moisture that only humans and Soul Reapers have." Nel blushed as she remembered that preservation of Hollow meat was accomplished by the same red liquid that housed the prosthetic penis that Cirucci had used on her the night before.
Halibel looked at the food on the plates for a moment, unable to believe that it was the flesh of Hollows in front of her. As a Menos, she had devoured the flesh of countless Hollows, seldom more than several minutes after killing them. However, even if she ate the flesh of a Hollow before it was even dead, it always tasted vapid and dry, much like the endless desert of Hueco Mundo.
Halibel picked up a piece of meat and held it in front of her face, as if examining it. Then, the moment had come that Nel had been waiting for since Halibel's transformation. The jaws of the partial mask that had always obscured the lower part of Halibel's face parted. The Espada's breath caught as she saw Halibel's lips, so full and feminine that she had to fight the urge to press her own lips against them.
Halibel opened her mouth and popped in the Hollow meat that she was holding. Nel intently watched the blonde's lips gyrate as she chewed her food. Halibel then closed her eyes and swallowed the meat.
"How is it, Master Halibel?" Mila Rose asked.
Halibel's eyes suddenly snapped open, betraying a feeling of complete shock. "Delicious..." Halibel's eyes were like emerald gemstones, shimmering with emotions of joy that she had not felt for what must have been centuries. Mila Rose felt like she was in a dream, having never seen such happiness in her master's visage. "Mila Rose," said Halibel, picking up another piece of meat, "taste this."
Mila Rose managed to push herself to a sitting position and Halibel held the meat in front of Mila Rose's face, persuading her to sample the food. Mila Rose opened her mouth, allowing Halibel to handfeed her. The juicy, full-flavored taste, as well as the knowledge that Halibel was the one feeding her, caused Mila Rose to moan in delight.
"That's not fair," Apache spoke. "Why do you get be to be fed by Master Halibel?"
"It's because I'm the strongest and therefore more worthy to be by Master Halibel's side," Mila Rose retorted.
"What was that?" Apache seethed.
"Apache," said Halibel. "I'll feed you too." Halibel used her right hand to prop up Apache's head and picked up another piece of meat with her left hand, bringing it to her comrade's lips.
Apache sucked the food into her mouth and had a similar reaction to Mila Rose. "Delicious!" she cried, tears coming to her eyes.
"I'm glad to see you're more energetic," Halibel said.
"Master...Halibel..." Halibel's third companion uttered.
"Sun-Sun," Halibel said, looking over the green-haired woman. "Are you awake?" Sun-Sun did not respond to Halibel's query, indicating that she was not conscious. "She's not going to be able to eat that," Halibel realized.
"I thought this might happen," said Nel. "That's why I brought you some soup as well." Nel picked up one of the bowls and handed it to Halibel. The blonde carefully brought the bowl to her comrade's lips and tipped it so that the broth would slowly flow into her mouth.
"Is that okay?" Halibel asked, hoping that Sun-Sun would be able to respond somehow. Although Sun-Sun still showed no signs of consciousness, she did react to the broth running down her throat. Her breathing became less ragged and a small smile appeared on her face, giving Halibel hope that she too would soon recover.
"I'm glad to see that you're all recuperating," Nel said with a smile.
"Thanks to you, Nel," Halibel said gratefully. "You've been so helpful since we came here. You've shown me and my comrades so much kindness that I feel as if I had a heart again. I wish I could repay you for all that you've done for us."
"We can worry about that once you've all fully recovered. Right now, you should focus on getting used to life in Las Noches. To help you fit in, I've brought you these." Nel held up one of the sets of clothes to show Halibel and her comrades.
With their attention now drawn to the clothes, Halibel and Mila Rose could see that they consisted of white jackets, white, pleated pants, black sashes, black split-toe socks, white sandals, black briefs, and black sports bras. "What are these?" Mila Rose asked.
"Your uniforms," replied the Espada. "You're all part of the family now, which means you get your own uniforms."
"They're not like yours," Halibel noticed.
"I beg your pardon?" said Nel.
"Your uniform is different than these," Halibel explained. "All of the Espada's uniforms are different."
"That's true," said Nel. "These are standard-issue Arrancar uniforms, but many of us like to modify our uniforms to suit our individual tastes. I'm sure Lord Aizen would let you modify your uniforms if you ask him kindly. Would you like to have your uniforms customized?"
"I'm not sure," said Halibel. Hoping to get everyone's opinion, she slipped into the second largest of the four jackets that Nel had brought. She put on one of the pairs of briefs and then one of the pairs of pleated pants before tying them with one of the sashes. Due to her armor-like mask that covered and supported her breasts, her uniform did not include a bra. "How do I look?" she asked.
Nel and Mila Rose looked upon Halibel clad in her new Arrancar uniform. "It suits you, Master Halibel," said Mila Rose.
"Apache?" Halibel asked.
Apache opened her eyes just long enough to look upon the clothed Halibel before closing her eyes due to her sensitivity to light. "I have to agree with Mila Rose," she said. "It looks good."
"What about you, Nel?" Halibel asked.
"Hmm," said Nel. "It's not bad. Although I think I would prefer to see you with the jacket unzipped. Your mask covers your breasts, so you'd still be decent." Halibel unzipped her jacket, exposing her mask covered chest and her bare navel. Her Hollow hole was just low enough on her body to fall below the hem of the pants. Nel smiled and said, "Much better. You have an exquisite body, so it's a lot nicer with your front open."
Halibel stared into Nel's hazel eyes, blushing at the aqua-haired woman's compliment. "But," Nel added, "you won't be able to maintain your perfect proportions if you don't eat."
"Oh, right," Halibel breathed, snapping back to reality. She sat back down on the futon and continued eating.
"Have some tea," said Nel, picking up the teapot and pouring the contents into the teacups. "Lord Aizen managed to smuggle some green tea into Hueco Mundo. The water is a little stale, but that should change now that you're here, Halibel. With your abilities of water manipulation, you can make fresh water for all of Las Noches. We could have tea every day!" Halibel nodded and took a sip from her cup.
As the Arrancars ate and drank, Sun-Sun with Halibel's help, a knock came at the door. "Who is it?" asked Halibel, the jaws of her mask closing.
"It's Aizen," said the voice behind the door. "May I come in?"
"Just a moment," said Mila Rose, reaching for the largest of the sports bras.
After Mila Rose had covered up her upper body, Halibel said, "You may enter, Lord Aizen."
The door opened and Aizen stepped in. "How are you all feeling this morning?" he asked.
"I'm fine," said Halibel. "Mila Rose seems to be close to full recovery. Apache still feels unwell, but she's getting better. However, Sun-Sun hasn't regained consciousness yet."
"Dramatic alterations to their anatomy have taken place," said Aizen. "They will recover in time. Based on previous Arrancars that I've created, I'm betting that Mila Rose will be able to walk about freely by the end of the day, Apache will be standing by tomorrow morning, and Sun-Sun a day or two after." It was then that Aizen noticed that Mila Rose was wearing one of the sports bras and that Halibel was wearing one of the jackets and a pair of pants. "How do you like the uniforms?" Aizen asked.
"Mila Rose, Apache, and Nel say they look good," replied Halibel. "Nel says that I look better with the jacket unzipped."
Aizen smiled and said, "I would have to agree with Nelliel."
Nel turned to the other Arrancars and asked, "Are any of you interested in modifying your uniforms in any way?"
"I think I would," said Mila Rose. "These ordinary jackets look too...confining."
"Very well," said Aizen. "After you've all recovered, I'll listen to your requests. But in the meantime, I would like to show Halibel to her post. Every Arrancar in Las Noches has a purpose, including her."
"Master Halibel is going to leave us?" exclaimed Apache, opening her eyes again.
"Only for a few hours," Aizen reassured. "Her Zanpakuto hasn't appeared yet, so I don't expect her to go to work right away. But I at least want to show her where she's going to work once she's able to. I'll bring her back afterwards."
"It's okay," Halibel said to her companions. "I'll come back to you after I've been shown my position."
"I'll keep you company while Halibel is gone," said Nel. "Is that fine with you?"
"I guess," said Mila Rose. She turned to Halibel and said, "As long as you don't take too long."
With everyone in agreement, Aizen walked out of the room, Halibel following behind him. "Master Halibel..." said Apache, watching as the blonde left the room.
Nel observed the three other Arrancars before her. Mila Rose and Apache were visibly upset that Halibel was no longer beside them. And although Sun-Sun was not yet conscious, a tear still dripped down her cheek.
"You all care about each other very much, don't you?" said Nel.
"Yes we do," said Mila Rose. "Although I can't say the three of us get along very well with each other."
"Why is that?" Nel asked.
"After Master Halibel went through all the trouble to save her from that male Adjucha," said Mila Rose, "Apache refused to acknowledge her kindness, saying that she never asked to be saved."
"I just didn't understand why someone as strong and beautiful as Master Halibel would try to protect someone like me," said Apache. "I don't recall you ever accepting Master Halibel's charity."
"Because I never needed it!" Mila Rose rebutted. "I never needed to be saved by Master Halibel like you were."
"She must not like you very much if she never bothered to help you."
"I dare you to say that again."
Just then, Nel started laughing. Apache and Mila Rose looked at the aqua-haired Arrancar, curious as to what was so funny. "I think you two are jealous."
"Huh?!" Apache and Mila Rose exclaimed.
"Halibel is the only person to show you kindness," said Nel. "There is no friendship in the desert of Hueco Mundo. The strong prey upon the weak. Every day is a fight for survival. But Halibel took pity on you. You banded together and formed a group, something that had never been done before except for the ruler of Hueco Mundo. You've fought together, lived together, slept together. It's only natural that all of you would love her. Jealousy is a natural result of not wanting to lose that love."
"Love?" said Apache incredulously.
"That's impossible," said Mila Rose, a hint of sadness in her voice. "We may not be ordinary Hollows any more, but we still have holes in our bodies. We didn't regain our hearts simply by gaining Soul Reaper powers. Love is not possible for Hollows, and it's not possible for Arrancars." The expressions on Mila Rose's and Apache's faces made it clear that they felt that something was missing in their lives. They wished to be able to love.
"I wouldn't be so sure," said Nel, touching her chin with her hand. "Love comes from the desire to have a close relationship and sense of belonging with another person. Even if you don't have such a relationship, it's the desire that's important. The very fact that we don't have hearts means our desire to fill the gap in our lives is even greater than those of humans or Soul Reapers. In a sense, Hollows may be even more able to love than humans are.
"I have two Fracciones, and they are very dear to me," Nel continued. "I want them to be by my side forever, and I want to always be by theirs. If that isn't love, I don't know what is."
Apache and Mila Rose stared at Nel in awe. "Is...it...true...?" they heard Sun-Sun whisper.
"Sun-Sun," said Nel. "Are you awake?"
"Uh-huh," Sun-Sun managed to choke out. Even though she was too weak to be coherent, the fact that she was able to respond was evidence that Sun-Sun was indeed awake, albeit just barely.
"Halibel will be happy to see you conscious when she returns," Nel said. "You all should eat if you hope to regain your strength." Taking the Espada's advice, the three newborn Arrancars ate the food that the Espada had brought them. While Mila Rose was able to feed herself, Nel had to aid Apache and Sun-Sun with their consumption of the food.

            As Aizen led her through Las Noches, Halibel observed the seemingly endless halls and corridors of the fortress. "Lord Aizen," she said. "May I ask a question?"
"Of course," Aizen responded.
"Why is Las Noches so large? The last time I was here, it was nothing more than an elevated platform covering less than twenty square kilometers with no walls or ceiling. Now, it's a fortress covering more than one thousand, five hundred square kilometers with a dome ten kilometers high. What's the purpose of making Las Noches so large?"
"The answer is simple," said Aizen. "To protect us from intruders."
"Intruders?" Halibel asked.
"Once the Soul Society learns what I've been doing here, they will no doubt send their agents here to stop us. The walls of this fortress are the only things that will keep the Soul Society out of Las Noches long enough for our defense force to intercept them."
"I see."
"Don't you appreciate having your own palace for yourself and your comrades?"
"Of course I do. I'm happy that the four of us can be together without anyone to disturb us while we're off duty."
"Then there's no problem."
"No, Sir."
"Good."
After what felt like an eternity, Halibel and Aizen finally came to a door at the end of the hallway. "Here we are," said Aizen, pushing the door open. As they walked through the door, Halibel saw that they had entered a large chamber with various pipes leading to and from a large, ten-meter-deep basin below where they stood. "As you know," said Aizen, "there is no water here in Hueco Mundo. Hollows like you don't need to drink, but fresh water is something that Soul Reapers like me need to survive. It's also impossible to enjoy the simple pleasures like soup and tea. It would please me to share tea with the Espada during the regular meetings I have with them. Tier Halibel, once your Zanpakuto appears, it will be your job to provide water for Las Noches. This reservoir is where our water will be stored. I'm sure Nelliel would like to share tea with you and your friends as well when you're off duty."
"Nel..." the Arrancar said to herself. She then nodded in agreement and said, "I will perform this duty to the best of my ability, Lord Aizen. I've actually been able to use my abilities in a limited capacity, even without a Zanpakuto."
"Is that so?" the Soul Reaper asked.
"I grabbed a dry cloth that Nel brought and dampened it just by touching it."
"I see. There's no need for you to start right away. Until you're able to summon your Zanpakuto, you should spend your free time with your friends. Stay with them as they recover. I'm sure they're all waiting for your return."
"Thank you, Lord Aizen." Halibel having been shown her post, she and Aizen walked out of the room, back toward the blond-haired Arrancar's palace.

            For the past three hours, Nel had spent the time talking with Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun, observing them as they slowly but surely regained their strength. Mila Rose was able to stand up and Apache was no longer sensitive to light and sound. Sun-Sun was barely cognizant or coherent, but she had regained the ability to chew and, with Nel's help, was able to partake of the Hollow meat that Apache and Mila Rose had been helping themselves to.
"It's been so long since I've eaten anything simply for the sake of enjoying a meal," said Mila Rose. "We normally don't even kill the Hollows that attack us in the desert."
"Why not?" asked Nel.
"Because of Master Halibel," Apache said. "She says that if we produce casualties, we would also sustain casualties of our own."
"She doesn't want to become stronger through gaining power by killing and sacrificing another," Mila Rose added. "And if she can't win alone, she'll win as a group."
"That's what Master Halibel has taught us ever since we met her," Sun-Sun managed.
"You've been with Halibel for a long time, haven't you?" Nel asked.
"We wouldn't have survived as long as we have without her," said Apache.
"I was the first that Master Halibel found," said Mila Rose. "I was wandering the Menos Forest looking for a way to the surface when a male Adjucha accosted me. Halibel stepped in before the beast could devour me, and I used the distraction to fight him off. Halibel was impressed with my strength. That's when she decided that she wanted to join forces and protect other women from the males that would prey on us."
"Your brute strength makes up for your lesser intelligence," said Sun-Sun.
"If you're so smart," said Mila Rose, raising a fist, "you would know that you're too weak to put up a fight if I decided to make you pay for insulting me."
"Let's not get violent, now," said Nel. "Tell me more."
"Master Halibel found me next," Sun-Sun explained. "Several Adjuchas had banded together and surrounded me. Halibel and Mila Rose happened upon me and struck down a few of them, opening a gap for me to escape through. I navigated through the trees, leading Halibel and Mila Rose to an exit to the surface, leaving the Adjuchas to continue wandering the forest. Halibel recognized that my cunning had allowed us to escape to the surface and she felt my level-headedness would give us a strategic advantage over anyone that attacked us."
"Why didn't you fight them off, Sun-Sun?" asked Apache. "You were the largest of us, but you ran away like a coward."
"As I recall," said Sun-Sun, "you ran away also. But you didn't have the smarts to escape the male that was chasing you."
"What did you say?!"
"You heard me."
"Grrrr," Apache growled at Sun-Sun's remark.
Nel giggled at the new Arrancars' banter. "I've never met a bunch as lively as you three," she said. "It's refreshing." The aqua-haired woman took a sip of her tea and asked, "What about you, Apache? How did you meet Halibel?"
"She saved me from a much more powerful Adjucha that was chasing me," Apache told her tale. "My attacks had no effect on him. If Halibel hadn't intervened, he would have devoured me. But to this day, I can't understand why Master Halibel wanted me as a part of her group. Sun-Sun has brains, Mila Rose has brawn, but I never understood what it was about me that Master Halibel appreciated."
"I never understood that either," said Mila Rose. "Halibel had to save you on numerous occasions. And when you tried to protect her, all you did was get yourself and us hurt."
"I would sacrifice my life for Master Halibel!" exclaimed Apache. "Wouldn't you do the same?"
Nel put her hand to her chin and contemplated the meaning of Apache's experience with Halibel. "It's your loyalty," she said. "You would put yourself in harm's way for Halibel. You would do anything for her, even sacrifice your life for her sake. I think it's your loyalty that Halibel treasures. You all embody traits that Halibel holds dear to her. Mila Rose, Halibel values your strength and bravery. Sun-Sun, Halibel values your intellect and collectedness. Apache, Halibel values your devotion and loyalty. They're all different traits that complement one another. And without all three of them, Halibel feels incomplete. At least, that's what I think it is."
Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun were amazed at the Espada's words. They had all spent years with Halibel and yet had not given much consideration to her true reasons for keeping them by her side. However, after spending less than a day with Halibel, Nel had insights into their mistress that could serve to explain why she wanted them in her group. "Master Halibel...is incomplete without us?" thought Apache. For reasons that they could not explain, the three women felt their pulses pounding and a sense of exhilaration at the thought of their presence being what made Halibel feel complete.
It was then that a knock came at their door. "Master Halibel..." said Sun-Sun.
"Your Spiritual Awareness is developing nicely," Nel said with a smile. She turned to the door and said, "Just a moment." She turned back to the three new Arrancars and said, "But Lord Aizen is there also."
Mila Rose gasped at Nel's statement. Even though she was wearing the sports bra that Nel had brought for her, she was still naked from the ribcage down, exposing her hairy pubic mound for all to see. She jumped under the covers to avoid Aizen seeing her private parts.
Nel turned back to the door and said, "Okay. You can come in now."
The door opened and Halibel stepped into the room, followed by Aizen. "Master Halibel," said Apache.
"Apache," said Halibel moving toward her comrades. Looking at the blue-haired woman, Halibel could see that she was more energetic and had lost her sensitivity to light and sound. "I'm happy to see you're feeling better."
"They're all recovering nicely," Nel explained. "Mila Rose is able to stand."
"Good," said Halibel. She then looked at the green-haired woman and asked, "What about Sun-Sun?"
Although unable to open her eyes, Sun-Sun was able to respond, "I feel better now that you're back, Master Halibel." The blond-haired woman breathed a deep sigh of relief knowing that the most weakened of her comrades was recovering.
"She still has a mild fever," Nel said, "but it should subside soon enough."
"I don't think I've ever witnessed Aducha-class Arrancars regain their strength so rapidly after their transformations," Aizen said to himself. He then said to Halibel's companions, "I'm glad to see you're all recovering so quickly. You will all be fine additions to my army."
"Lord Aizen," said Halibel. "We are indebted to you for giving us this power and for that, we will serve you. But we will not shed any more blood than is necessary."
"You sound a lot like Nelliel did when I made her into an Arrancar," Aizen said. "Very interesting." Aizen pulled a comb out of his jacket and began grooming his brown hair. "I'll be returning to the Soul Society so the Thirteen Court Guard Squads don't suspect me," he said. "I'll bring fabric when I return to Las Noches that you can use for altering your uniforms as you see fit."
"Thank you, Lord Aizen," said Halibel, bowing her head. The man nodded and then put on a pair of square-shaped glasses. Combined with his neatly combed hair, the glasses gave him an unassuming, inconspicuous appearance. With the illusion of the mild-mannered intellectual complete, Aizen turned toward the door and made his exit.
After Aizen was out of earshot, Mila Rose asked, "Does he always look like that when he returns to the Soul Society?"
"It's to make himself look less threatening," Nel explained. "None of the other Soul Reapers would suspect a man with such a simple appearance."
Just then, Nel felt a brief pulse of Spiritual Pressure from elsewhere within Las Noches. She recognized the Spiritual Pressure as that belonging to Cirucci. None of the four Numeros seemed to notice the pulse, suggesting that Cirucci had used her Pesquisa to determine Nel's precise location and then focused her Spiritual Pressure onto that location so that only Nel would feel it. Cirucci was trying to get her attention.
"I should get going too," said Nel. "I'll leave the food here for you to finish. Don't worry about cleaning up afterwards. I'll come by and pick up the dishes and the tray tomorrow."
"You're not going to stay and finish it with us?" Halibel asked.
"You all should rest and continue recuperating. I don't want to interfere with that." Nel turned around and moved toward the exit. Before exiting, she turned back to the four companions and waved. "See you later," she said. Halibel waved back and Nel left the palace.

            "I wonder what Cirucci wants to see me about," Nel said to herself as she approached Cirucci's palace. She was about to knock on the door when it suddenly opened, causing her to fall through the doorway. However, Cirucci was there to catch her. The older Arrancar pulled Nel into the palace, slammed the door, pinned Nel against it, and pressed her lips against the younger woman's.
When she felt Cirucci's tongue force its way into her mouth, Nel instantly forgot everything else. She wrapped her arms around Cirucci and pulled her closer, feeling the older woman's breasts press against her chest. Nel and Cirucci had had many trysts in that palace, but Cirucci was especially ravenous that time, pulling at the aqua-haired woman's clothing so hard that it nearly ripped as she tried to remove it from her body.
As Nel shuffled her arms out of her sleeves, the jacket that she was wearing fell off of her shoulders and hung from her waist due to her belt. As soon as Nel's arms were free from her sleeves, Cirucci reached for her black crop top and pulled it up and over her head, exposing Nel's full breasts and her Hollow hole. Cirucci kissed Nel again and pressed herself against the younger Espada's body. Feeling Cirucci's bare flesh against hers, Nel realized that save for her gloves and boots, Cirucci was already naked in preparation for her arrival.
"Grr! I can't wait!" Cirucci growled. She grabbed the back of Nel's head and forced her to her knees. Now face-to-face with Cirucci's sex, Nel could see the extent of the purple-haired Espada's arousal. Juices were dripping down her legs from her extremely wet pussy and her unusually large clit was so engorged that it resembled a miniature penis. The aqua-haired Arrancar didn't have enough time to think about what could have made Cirucci so aroused before the older woman stepped forward and mashed her mound against Nel's face. Nel grabbed Cirucci's buttocks and pulled her close, lapping at the juices that were flowing from her pussy. "Oh, yeah," Cirucci groaned as she felt Nel's tongue push inside her. She arched her back and began rocking her hips forward and back, humping Nel's face furiously.
"Ah God!" Cirucci cried. "I can't hold back! AAHH!" She involuntarily pulled Nel's face deep into her muff as her body began shaking. Nel felt Cirucci's orgasmic fluid fill her mouth as the older woman climaxed. Her legs shook so violently that she only things keeping her upright were her hands pulling Nel's hair and Nel's hands squeezing her ass.
Nel swallowed as much of Cirucci's nectar as she could in an effort to avoid choking on it. When Cirucci released her grip on Nel's head, the aqua-haired woman let go of Cirucci's butt, removing all support from the older Arrancar's body and causing her to fall to her knees into Nel's lap. Cirucci kissed Nel, tasting her own girl-cum on the taller woman's lips as the last few spasms of her orgasm passed.
Suddenly, without warning, Cirucci pulled her mouth away from Nel's and brought it down to the younger Espada's breasts. Nel yelped and arched her back in pleasure and pain as Cirucci bit down on her left nipple. "Cirucci," Nel gasped. "What's with you today?"
"I'm frustrated," Cirucci responded in between sucks and bites on Nel's breasts. "That prosthetic cock I stole from Szayelaporro died this morning." She brought her mouth to Nel's right nipple and gave it the same treatment she had given her left. "That really pissed me off," she continued, "so I need to vent my frustration."
"No wonder you came so quickly," said Nel, realizing that Cirucci's strong emotions must have made her unusually sensitive.
Still working Nel's chest with her mouth, Cirucci brought her hands down to Nel's waist to undo her belt. "Szayelaporro has been trying to duplicate the liquid that keeps Aaroniero's heads alive. He thinks that if he can find the formula, he can create a preservative that would keep a prosthetic alive indefinitely." As Nel's belt came undone, the jacket hanging from her waist fell to the floor. "He's getting close," said Cirucci as she started removing Nel's trousers. "After all, he's been able to preserve Hollow meat for a while. And that prosthetic cock lasted for several days, but it still died. He obviously hasn't perfected the formula yet."
As Cirucci tossed Nel's pants and boy shorts aside, the aqua-haired woman removed her gloves so that she could feel Cirucci's skin. With Nel's sex fully exposed, Cirucci grabbed her younger partner's shoulders and threw her against the ground with such force that had it not been for Nel's Hierro, she might have sustained serious injury to the back of her head. Before Nel could react to Cirucci's aggressive action, the older Espada was on top of her, kissing her feverishly. Nel wrapped her arms around Cirucci and pulled her close, feeling the purple-haired woman's nipples dig into her chest. Cirucci grabbed Nel's thighs, spread the younger woman's legs, then positioned herself in between those legs. "However," she cooed, "I don't need a cock to fuck you." Cirucci then began rocking her hips forward and back, rubbing her pussy against Nel's. Both women began moaning as their clits bumped and ground against one another.
By then, Nel's pussy was wet with arousal. The juices that had been dripping from Cirucci's snatch mingled with Nel's, creating a wet, sloshing sound every time their clits met. "Oh, yeah!" Cirucci moaned as she rubbed herself against Nel. "That feels so good, Nel. My clit is throbbing. Take it. Take my huge clit!"
Cirucci's hip motions had gradually evolved from rocking to thrusting, pounding her vagina against Nel's instead of rubbing it. Each collision sounded like a slap, each one causing both women to cry out in bliss. Nel began rocking her hips in time with Cirucci's thrusts, accepting the full force of the older woman's hips. Cirucci thrust her hips faster and harder as she approached her peak again. "Oh fuck!" she cried. She wrapped her arms around the other Arrancar and proclaimed, "Nel! I'm coming again! GRRAAAHH!!" Cirucci's legs and hips bucked and writhed uncontrollably as her orgasm hit. She gripped Nel's body as she climaxed, the full force of every orgasmic spasm transferring straight from Cirucci's engorged clitoris to Nel's. The rapid series of powerful slaps against her button sent Nel over the edge as well, her body quaking against Cirucci's as she came. Their cries filled the halls of Cirucci's palace as their orgasmic tremors slammed their vaginas together, making them come over and over again.
"Grrah!" Cirucci growled, her agitation not yet abated. She flipped Nel over onto her belly and announced, "Restriccion." A band of spiritual energy wrapped around Nel's wrists and materialized into a pink ribbon, binding her hands behind her back.
"Huh? What?" exclaimed Nel.
"You're mine now!" Cirucci laughed. She reached around Nel with her left hand to fondle her left breast, eliciting blissful moans from the aqua-haired Espada's throat. Then, Cirucci shoved four fingers into Nel's ass. Nel's eyes went wide and she whimpered as she felt her rectum stretch to accommodate the older woman's digits. Cirucci began pumping her fingers in and out of Nel's ass, making Nel shriek in pain. "You might outrank me, Nel. But today, you're my bitch!"
"Ah! No!" Nel screamed. "It hurts! Ah! You're splitting me open!"
Cirucci knew that an Arrancar such as Nel, powerful enough to be Espada number 3, would have easily been able to break her Restriccion and overpower her if she wanted to. However, because Nel was allowing her to completely dominate her, and knowing how much of a masochist Nel was, Cirucci knew that although the pain was enough to make her cry in protest, Nel was enjoying what was being done to her. Hearing Nel's screams of pleasure and pain only served to stoke the flames of desire in Cirucci's soul, driving her to thrust her fingers into Nel's ass even harder.
Nel was so full that as Cirucci's digits pressed against the walls of her rectum, they transmitted pressure through her pelvic muscles to her vagina, which in turn stimulated her G-Spot. She was in rapture, the pleasure, pain, and feeling of complete fullness mingling to produce an affect that overpowered her senses. "You like that, don't you?" said Cirucci as she pounded away. "Take my fingers deep in your ass!" Nel was too far gone to even hear Cirucci's voice. The only things that Nel was even remotely conscious of were the ribbon immobilizing her arms, the kneading of her left breast, her butthole being filled, and the pleasure that normally could only be felt from vaginal penetration. The rocking of her hips in time to the thrusts of Cirucci's fingers was completely involuntary, controlled only by her unconscious desire to experience more.
Nel's screams quickly increased in frequency and volume as she neared her climax. Knowing that Nel was at her limit, Cirucci brought her ministrations up to eleven. She pinched Nel's nipple as hard as she could and shoved her fingers into her ass as fast as she could. A deafening scream split the air as Nel's body was hit by an earth-shattering orgasm. Cirucci was thrown to the ground by a powerful discharge of Spiritual Pressure from Nel's body that the 3rd Espada was completely unable to control. Her entire body convulsed violently, her orgasmic contractions spewing girl-cum onto the floor, creating a puddle of vaginal fluid beneath her.
Seeing the ferocity of the aqua-haired Arrancar's orgasm fueled Cirucci's desire and sadism even further. After the release of Nel's spiritual energy had diminished to the point that Cirucci could stand, she walked over to the younger woman and kicked her onto her back. Nel had passed out and yet her body kept shaking as her climax continued. Cirucci positioned her feet on either side of Nel's mid-section and squatted over her. She stuck three fingers of her right hand into her mouth, coating them in her saliva. She then brought her hand between her legs and shoved those three fingers into her pussy. She brought her left hand to her swollen clit and began rubbing it furiously. She was instantly moaning as she fucked herself, all the while watching Nel still coming beneath her.
"I'm going to come all over you, Nel," Cirucci stated. "You want it? You want my cum all over your body? AAHH!" Cirucci's legs began shaking as she brought herself to orgasm. She removed her right hand from her vulva, ensuring that all of the juices that she expelled poured onto Nel's body. Baptizing a worn-out Nel with her girl-cum made Cirucci's domination complete. "You want more?" she said. "I'll give you more!" Cirucci shoved her fingers inside herself again and thrust them in and out of her pussy. She let out another loud groan as she came again. She again started shaking and removed her fingers, spewing more of her juice over Nel.
However, Cirucci's anger had still not been completely vented yet. She moved her hand to her vulva and pushed her fingers into her wet folds again. She fucked her pussy and rubbed her clit frantically, driven by the need to humiliate Nel once again. "Here it comes, Nel! I'm coming! Oh, fuck! GRAAAAAHHHH!!!" Cirucci climaxed yet again, removing her fingers from her box and letting loose her honey onto Nel once more. She shook even more wildly than before, and weakened by multiple previous orgasms, she could no longer hold herself up. She fell to her knees and emptied herself onto Nel's face.
Panting heavily and covered in sweat, Cirucci, unable to keep herself upright, fell forward on top of Nel. The aqua-haired Arrancar's powerful orgasm finally ended as the last drops of nectar dripped onto her from Cirucci's vagina. "God, that felt great," the purple-haired Arrancar breathed.
Cirucci shifted her weight to her left, rolling onto her back next to Nel's right side. She then turned toward Nel, propped up her head with her left hand, and draped her right arm over Nel's body, stroking her lover's smooth skin. She marveled at Nel's form. Nel had drifted into a deep sleep, exhausted by the experience. Her chest slowly rose and fell, her skin glistening with perspiration and girl-cum. "You look so beautiful covered in cum, Nel," Cirucci said softly. "I love fucking you so much."

            Nel's eyes fluttered open as she came to her senses. She looked around to get her bearings and saw that she was lying on the floor of Cirucci's palace, after which she remembered what had transpired earlier that day. She tried to sit up, but experienced a sharp pain in her rectum when she did, causing her to grimace. She eventually managed to work herself to a sitting position, albeit painfully. Noticing that her hands will still bound behind her back by Cirucci's Restriccion, Nel pulled her arms apart, effortlessly ripping through the Spirit Fabric.
"I see you've come to," said a woman's voice from above Nel's head. The aqua-haired woman looked up and saw Cirucci perched on the nearest pillar. She had since redressed herself and was looking upon Nel fondly. "That was some orgasm you had. I was thrown to the ground by your Spiritual Pressure."
"I always lose control when you fuck me," said Nel with a smile. "Although," she said, stroking her ass, "I usually pay the price for it when it's over."
"Ah hahahahaha!" Cirucci laughed, kicking her legs. "You're such a dirty masochist, Nel!"
"How did you use that technique?" Nel asked. "Restriccion?"
"Oh that?" said Cirucci. "It's a technique I've been experimenting with for some time. After learning how to use Bala, I began thinking that it was a technique very similar to a Soul Reaper's Hado. If an Arrancar can use that, surely we'd be able to use something similar to Bakudo as well. I discovered that by manipulating the Reishi in the air, I can weave it into that ribbon. It's a lot like materializing a Zanpakuto. That is Restriccion. It wouldn't be very effective in one-on-one combat, but now you've experienced first-hand how useful it is in bondage."
"Yeah," said Nel, staggering to her feet. She felt her eyes become moist and she said, "It was wonderful."
"So," Cirucci asked, "how did it go with the newcomers?"
"It went well," Nel responded as she began redressing herself. "Aizen came by to show Halibel to her post, so I didn't get to talk to her very long. But I had a nice, long chat with her friends. I learned a lot about Halibel from them."
"What's your next move?"
"I'll be dropping by their quarters tomorrow," answered Nel. "I talked to Halibel's friends about love today and I think that helped them open up to me. I think it'll be easier to seduce Halibel now that I've become friends with her comrades. With any luck, I won't need one of Szayelaporro's prosthetic cocks."
"Be sure to tell me everything," said Cirucci.
Nel's muscles froze for just a brief moment when she heard Cirucci's request. As far as Cirucci knew, Nel's only intention was to get into Halibel's pants. However, unlike her senior, Nel was not interested in the other females only for their bodies. Halibel, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun were her teammates. As such, she had to treat them as family and not as gossip. "I'll think about it," Nel said as she zipped up her jacket. She turned to Cirucci and said with a smile, "Thank you for today. I might try some experiments with Restriccion myself."
"Let's compare notes the next time we meet," Cirucci said, a devilish grin appearing on her face. Nel strapped her belt around her waist and exited the palace.

            Halibel was on the deck of her palace, looking over the sea of sand beneath her and the various structures that dotted the sandy floor of Las Noches. Many of the structures looked large enough to be palaces like hers. It had been several days since she and her three comrades had arrived at Las Noches and it was still difficult for her to believe how immense the fortress was. Because of its sheer size, Halibel knew next to nothing about the inner workings of Las Noches, nor did she know the character of the various Hollows and Arrancars that resided there. Because of this, she had kept vigil over the vicinity of her quarters throughout the night while her comrades slept.
However, staying up all night did not tire Halibel in the slightest. Now that she had been reborn as an Arrancar, most of her power was sealed away somewhere in her body until it would eventually emerge in the form of a sword, an Arrancar's Zanpakuto. Because her powers were sealed, her spirit energy was not being expended. And due to the high density of Reishi in Hueco Mundo, Halibel gained most of her strength simply by breathing the air there. As long as her powers remained sealed, she would not even require sleep.
As morning came, Halibel's companions began to stir. Mila Rose stepped out of bed, slipped into the largest of the uniforms, and walked out onto the deck to join her mistress. "Amazing, isn't it?" Halibel said, not averting her gaze from the vast interior of Las Noches.
"Yeah," Mila Rose responded. "It seems almost as big as the Menos Forest, but a lot emptier. Personal space is a luxury we never had there."
It was then that Halibel turned her gaze toward her dark-skinned friend and asked, "How are the others?"
Mila Rose looked back at Halibel and responded, "They're coming to."
"Hey!" they heard Apache yell. They turned to see the blue-haired Arrancar sitting up in bed, unveiling her bare breasts and Hollow hole. "Stop hogging Master Halibel all for yourself!"
"It's not my fault I'm strong enough to get out of bed faster than you are, you weakling," Mila Rose retorted.
"Who's weak?" Apache exclaimed. She jumped out of bed and proudly stood erect, revealing the cleft between her legs, visible through her sparse pubic hair. "Now that I'm recovered, I'm raring to go." She stomped toward Mila Rose and declared, "I'll clock you so hard the rest of your mask'll fall off!"
"Stop it, both of you," Sun-Sun scolded her fellow Aducha-class Arrancars, staring right at them with her lavender eyes. "Such violent behavior. If you hurt yourselves during your spat, I'll be the only one left to keep Master Halibel company."
"Apache! Sun-Sun!" cried Halibel. "You're all right!"
"You bet I am!" Apache proclaimed with a smirk on her face.
"I would probably be walking around by now," said Sun-Sun, "if I knew how to use these new limbs of mine."
"You were in bad shape yesterday," Halibel said. "I'm just glad all of you are acting like your old selves again. I missed you."
"We missed you too, Master Halibel," said Mila Rose.
"You were gone so long yesterday," said Apache, "we thought you'd abandoned us."
"I will never abandon you. Any of you! That's a promise that I'll keep as long as I live."
"Will you stay with us today, Master Halibel?" Sun-Sun asked.
"Of course," the blond-haired woman replied. "I won't be going anywhere."
It was in less than an hour that their moods turned sour again. Apache paced about the room, Mila Rose yawned while leaning against a wall, and Sun-Sun sighed in frustration at the fact that since she had woken up that morning, she had barely managed to learn how to make small movements with her fingers and toes.
"Grr," growled Apache. "I can't take much more of this!"
"If only Sun-Sun weren't so impaired," sighed Mila Rose, "we could leave the palace and stretch our legs again."
"I make up for my lack of mobility with my abundance of intelligence," said Sun-Sun. "You two are all brawn and no brain."
"What was that?!" yelled Apache.
"You should take more care of your body, Sun-Sun," said Mila Rose. "That's why your chest is as flat as the day you were born."
"You wouldn't be saying that if I were able to move."
Finally, Halibel stepped in. "Stop it, all of you," she commanded.
All of Halibel's subordinates turned their attention away from each other and toward their mistress. "Yes, Ma'am," they said.
"I know you're all tired of sitting around all day," Halibel said. "Apache, Mila Rose, you can walk just fine. If you want to walk around Las Noches for a while, I can carry Sun-Sun easily enough."
"Wait a minute," said Apache. "Didn't Nel say she would be coming by today to pick up the dishes?"
Apache's words petrified Halibel. She knew in her mind that Nel would understand if the four of them decided to step out for a while just for a change of scenery. However, Nel had been the most kind and supportive person that Halibel and her comrades had met and she felt it wrong to not show the common courtesy of having someone at the palace to greet Nel when she came by.
After a long, tense silence, Sun-Sun let out an exasperated sigh and said, "It looks like I have to be the sensible one. I'll remain here to greet Nel."
"Sun-Sun," said Halibel, "are you sure about this?"
"You shouldn't have to burden yourself with carrying me around everywhere," the green-haired woman responded. "I have to train my arms and legs to move anyway."
"Hey, you'll get no argument from me," said Mila Rose.
"Me neither," Apache said, already putting on a pair of panties and the intermediate-sized bra.
"If you're sure," said Halibel.
"I spent years wandering the Menos Forest by myself. I'm sure I can manage a few hours on my own."
"All right." After Apache had finished putting on her unfirorm, she, Halibel, and Mila Rose moved toward the door to exit the palace. "We'll see you later," said Halibel.
"Take care of yourselves," Sun-Sun responded. With that, Halibel, Apache, and Mila Rose exited the room.

            Nel's palace was of a more familiar variety than those of the other Espadas', consisting of yellow bricks and stones at right angles, producing well defined walls, floors, ceilings, and roofs. The only thing about Nel's palace that was not so ordinary was the large, white, domed roof above the central area of the structure, similar in appearance to the domed roof of Las Noches. In a dark, remote room of the palace, far away from her Fracciones' sleeping area, Nel was preparing to make her move.
The aqua-haired woman had decided to practice Restriccion, and felt that the best time to test it was with a green bottle, small enough to fit in the palm of her hand. She knew that she would not be able to do much with Restriccion because it was her first time trying to use the technique, but if her initial attempt were successful, it would add a little pizzazz to the otherwise ordinary bottle. Holding the bottle upright in her left hand, she held up her right hand toward it, as if intending to shoot something from her fingers at the bottle. She began using her spirit energy to control the Reishi in the air and said, "Restriccion." A string of magenta spiritual energy formed around the bottle and materialized into a small ribbon, tied elegantly around the long, thin bottle cap. "Perfect," said Nel, smiling to herself. Nel had hoped that she could implement Cirucci's idea of seducing Halibel with the prosthetic cock that Szayelaporro had created, but because the preservitive had not prevented the prosthetic from dying, she would have to settle for a sensual massage.
On her way to the main entrance of her palace, Nel walked past Pesche and Dondochakka's room. She peeked inside to see that both of her Fracciones were still in bed. Although neither Pesche nor Dondochakka required sleep or food, they indulged in such privileges most of the time anyway. Unlike the other Espadas that had servants, Nel had decided to have mealtimes and bedtimes that she could use to spend time with her Fracciones, whom she considered more like brothers than subordinates. However, what Nel did not let her Fracciones know was that her true reason for mealtimes and bedtimes was so that she could replenish the large amounts of energy that she used up every time she visited Cirucci. Food and sleep were not mere indulgences for her.
"Pesche, Dondochakka," Nel said in case either of them were awake, "I'm off to retrieve the dishes that Halibel and her friends used. I'll be back in a few hours. See you later." Having said her goodbyes, Nel exited her palace and began her trek across the sandy floor of Las Noches.

            "Ah! Loly, stop!" cried Menoly Mallia as she writhed on all fours. Except for her white choker, series of bracelets, and black split-toe socks, she was completely naked, her moderately sized breasts, Hollow hole just below the ribcage, and modest pubic hair fully exposed.
"No way," responded Loly. "I'm not stopping until you learn to enjoy it." Loly was just as naked as Menoly was, wearing only her white gloves and black boots, revealing her smaller breasts and Hollow hole at the notch between her collarbones. Her sparse pubic hair would have been visible as well were it not for the large, white dildo that protruded from her crotch, fastened to her body by black straps around her waist and between her legs. She was thrusting her hips, shoving the dildo into Menoly's anus, her right hand on the blond-haired woman's hip and her left hand holding her hands behind her back.
"Please! No more!" Menoly cried, tears in her left eye, which was not covered by the remains of her Hollow mask.
Loly suddenly stopped the thrusting of her hips when a knock came at the door. "Grr," she groaned. She turned toward the door and shouted, "Fuck off! We're busy!" She was about to continue fucking her partner when she was petrified by a strong wave of Spiritual Pressure. The door was knocked off its hinges by the wave, revealing the figure of Nelliel in the doorway. "M-Master Nelliel..." Loly stammered.
"I see," said Nel. "You're teaching Menoly about the joys of sex."
As she began to calm down after Nel's release of Spiritual Pressure, Loly realized the unseemly position that she and Menoly were in and turned a deep shade of crimson. She quickly pulled the dildo out of Menoly's ass and did her best to conceal herself with her top, whch covered little more than her waist, back, Hollow hole, and nipples. "How can we help you, Master Nelliel?"
"I don't mean to intrude," said the aqua-haired woman. "Loly, you give Lord Aizen regular massages, don't you?"
"What of it?"
"Would you be so kind to let me have some of the oil you use?"
"You might be an Epsada," said Loly, "but I can't do that. Lord Aizen would be angry with me if I didn't provide him with the pleasure that he deserves."
"Don't get your ovaries in a twist, I'm not asking for much." Nel produced the green bottle with the magenta ribbon and said, "Only enough to fill this up."
Loly took the bottle and examined it. "Fine," she said, walking into another room in her palace where she kept the massage oils that she would use at Aizen's behest.
As Loly retrieved the massage oil, Nel looked at Menoly, who had pushed herself to her knees. She was covering her crotch and her breasts with her arms, avoiding eye contact with a blush on her cheeks. "How are you enjoying sex, Menoly?" the aqua-haired woman asked.
"It hurts," said the blonde. "Master Nelliel, please make her stop."
Nel smiled at Menoly and said, "Don't worry. If you do it enough times, it starts to feel good." Menoly blanched at the Espada's words.
Loly came back into the room with the green bottle. "Here," she said, pushing the bottle into Nel's hands. "You've got what you came for, right?"
"Thank you, Loly," said Nel, "you're so kind." She put the bottle in her pocket and made her way toward the exit. "Have fun, you two."
"Master Nelliel..." whimpered Menoly, reaching toward the door.
Loly grabbed the blond-haired girl's outstretched arm and said, "Come on, Menoly. We don't want any more interruptions." Defeated, Menoly allowed Loly to drag her to another room in the palace to continue defiling her.

            At that time, Sun-Sun was still in bed, training herself to use her limbs. She had gained the ability to curl and uncurl her fingers, but could not yet extend them fully nor clench them into fists. She was able to rotate her legs and touch her feet together, but could not yet lift them. She could move her shoulders and lift her forearms several centimeters above the ground, but still could not move her upper arms.
Although Sun-Sun was adjusting to using her new humanoid body, the process was slow. She thought that if, when she became an Adjucha, she had attained the form of a mammal like Apache or Mila Rose had, or even if she had the form of a lizard or a salamander, she might have been able to join Halibel on her walk through Las Noches. Even though Halibel had offered to carry her, she had chosen to sacrifice her own happiness so as not to burden her master. And even though she had spent many years alone in the Menos Forest, she had spent so much time with Halibel since then that being alone again had become foreign, even frightening for her. "This must be," she said softly to herself, "what it means to be lonely."
However, Sun-Sun's loneliness diminished when she heard a knock come at the door. "Is that you, Nel?" the Numero asked, sensing the Espada's Spiritual Pressure.
"Yes," Nel's voice came from behind the door. "Can I come in?"
"Yeah," Sun-Sun replied.
With Sun-Sun having given her consent, Nel entered the room. "How are you feeling?" the Espada asked, sitting next to Sun-Sun on the futon.
"My body still aches a bit," Sun-Sun responded. "But I'm feeling a lot better than I did yesterday."
"That's good to hear." Nel looked around the room for a moment before saying, "I couldn't sense Halibel, Apache, or Mila Rose when I got here. Did they go somewhere?"
"They...went to stretch their legs," Sun-Sun replied, a hint of cynicism in her voice.
"You can't control your legs yet, can you?"
"I can touch my feet together. But not much else."
"What about your arms?"
"I can move my fingers and my forearms, but not very far."
"I see." There was a pause before Nel said, "I think I might know a way to help you recover."
Sun-Sun looked at Nel. "Really?" she asked.
"It's something called a 'massage'," said Nel. "I'd be happy to demonstrate."

            Halibel had decided that she would show Apache and Mila Rose the reservoir where she would be stationed once she fully realized her powers. "Las Noches is huge, isn't it?" said Mila Rose as Halibel led them through the halls.
"Lord Aizen says it's to keep intruders out," the blond-haired woman said. "But somehow I get the feeling it won't do much good against a captain-level Soul Reaper."
Just then, Apache held her head in discomfort and staggered a bit, leaning against a wall for support. "Apache?" Halibel asked. "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine," Apache said, "I just got a little dizzy for a moment."
Halibel went to Apache and touched her forehead to her subordinate's. Feeling her mistress' skin against her own made Apache blush. "You feel warm," said Halibel. "You're still not well. You should return to the palace and rest some more."
"It was just for a moment," Apache said. "I'm fine now."
"Apache," said Halibel, her voice stern, "go back."
The blue-haired woman's eyes widened a bit at the forcefulness in her master's voice. The last time that Halibel had used that tone with her was when she told her to run after Barragan's subordinate had attacked them just before they met Aizen. "Yes, Ma'am," Apache conceded, unable to disobey an order from her mistress. She turned back the way they came to return to their palace.

            Following Nel's instructions, Sun-Sun lay down on her stomach, ready to experience whatever a massage was. The blanket had been moved aside, exposing Sun-Sun's buttocks, bare back, and Hollow hole below her shoulder blades. Nelliel had removed her belt, jacket, and gloves so that her hands were not obstructed, the number "3" tattooed on her back clearly visible. After moving Sun-Sun's long hair to one side to gain full access to her back, Nel said, "I'm just going to spread your arms and legs a bit, okay?"
"Okay," Sun-Sun responded. Nel straddled Sun-Sun's midsection and repositioned her arms so that they sat comfortably at her sides. She then moved down Sun-Sun's body and sat on her knees behind her. She grabbed the green-haired woman's ankles and parted her legs slightly. She did not spread them especially far, but just far enough for her to see the pink of Sun-Sun's vagina.
After positioning herself in between Sun-Sun's legs, Nel opened the green bottle, poured a small bit of the massage oil onto her hand, and drizzled it over Sun-Sun's back. She set the bottle aside, brought her hands to where the substance was on Sun-Sun's body, and started rubbing it into her skin. The slender woman gasped as she felt Nel's hands slide over her back, gliding easily due to the slippery property of oil. She then let out a long, drawn-out moan when Nel started kneading the flesh above her shoulders. "How's that feel?" Nel asked.
"It feels good," Sun-Sun sighed.
"First of all," Nel explained, "we're relieving the tension. If you're too tense, your muscles won't relax and it makes the pain last longer." Nel's hands glided down and started working Sun-Sun's shoulder blades. She slender woman sighed with delight, feeling the pain melt away from every muscle that Nel touched. Nel stroked Sun-Sun's back and her sides all the way from the base of her neck down to her waist and then back up to her neck again.
"You have marvelous skin," Nel commented. "You were a reptilian Adjucha, so it makes sense for you to have smooth skin with no hair. You're lucky. It's such a hassle having to shave my legs. But you won't ever have to worry about that." She leaned forward and touched Sun-Sun's green hair with her right hand, continuing to rub the back of her neck with her left hand. "The hair that you do have," Nel added, "is so long and silky. Everything about you, your skin, your hair..." Nel brought her mouth to Sun-Sun's ear and whispered, "...they're so beautiful." The green-haired woman shuddered at the sound of Nel's voice in her ear. Nel stifled a giggle as she witnessed Sun-Sun's reaction. She resumed an upright posture and continued moving her hands up and down Sun-Sun's body until the massage oil left her back shiny like polished glass.
After working all of the knots out of Sun-Sun's back, Nel poured a little more oil onto her hands and applied it to Sun-Sun's left arm. She green-haired woman sighed again as Nel manipulated her shoulder, her triceps and biceps, her forearm, then her fingers. "You feel this?" Nel asked.
"Yes," said Sun-Sun. "I can feel everything, I just can't move my limbs very well."
"Massage not only helps to ease pain, but also stimulates the muscles to receive nerve impulses. This will help you gain control over your limbs." After Sun-Sun's entire left arm was shiny from the massage oil, Nel gave the same treatment to her right arm.
By the time Nel was finished massaging Sun-Sun's back and arms, the slender woman was feeling very relaxed. The pain was gone from the muscles that Nel had prodded and the slippery substance felt soothing on her skin. After putting a little more oil on her hands, Nel began applying it to the small of Sun-Sun's back, her hips, and her buttocks. Sun-Sun gave out another sigh when Nel began squeezing her butt cheeks. It was clear to Nel that although Sun-Sun had no understanding of the erotic nature of her own ass, it was still sensitive enough to cause vocalizations, albeit in the form of nothing more than quiet sighs.
However, it was when Nel started stroking Sun-Sun's inner thighs that the green-haired Arrancar's reactions became more pronounced. She gasped and her legs twitched. It was that reaction that proved that although she could not do it voluntarily, she was very much able to move her limbs. Once Sun-Sun grew accustomed to Nel's ministrations, her reaction to the manipulation of her inner thighs was not as surprised but no less profound. Her sighs had increased in intensity to soft moans. Whether or not Sun-Sun would admit it, Nel knew that even though her muscles were relaxing, her spirit was becoming increasingly excited.
Nel moved herself back to more easily stroke the length of Sun-Sun's long, slender legs. She massaged the green-haired woman's left leg and Sun-Sun sighed as her aching muscles continued to relax. Nel's hands moved to Sun-Sun's foot and she gently pressed her fingers into the sole. After fingering the underside of Sun-Sun's foot for a moment, she ran her fingers down the length of the appendage and began manipulating her toes. Sun-Sun's digits twitched as Nel squeezed them. "You feel that?"
"Yeah," Sun-Sun sighed.
Sun-Sun's toes continued twitching as Nel kneaded them. "Sensitive aren't they?" the aqua-haired woman said. Sun-Sun simply sighed in response.
After working the toes of Sun-Sun's left foot for several minutes, Nel started working her way back up the slender Arrancar's leg. She stroked the globes of Sun-Sun's buttocks, eliciting more sighs from the green-haired woman. Nel herself sighed when she squeezed Sun-Sun's ass cheeks and felt their fullness.
Nel poured more massage oil on her hands and began working her way down Sun-Sun's right leg, making it just as slippery and shiny as her left. By the time Nel was finished massaging Sun-Sun's right leg, foot, and toes, her slender client's breathing had noticeably quickened. "Okay," said Nel. "Why don't you turn around and lie on your back? I'll do your front now."
"Okay." With limited ability to use her limbs, Sun-Sun shifted her weight back and forth in an attempt to flip herself onto her back. Nel put her right hand to Sun-Sun's abdomen and eased her onto her back.
With Sun-Sun's front side in front of her, Nel could see how effective her ministrations had been in getting the green-haired Arrancar aroused. Her breathing was quick, her face was red, her nipples were erect, and the first drops of moisture were beginning to drip from her hairless pussy. Nel's arousal had been increasing as well, starting when she saw what Loly was doing to Menoly and continuing as she looked over Sun-Sun's naked form. Her eyes closed, Sun-Sun did not see Nel lick her lips in anticipation of what was to come.
Nel applied more massage oil to Sun-Sun's abdomen and let her hands slide over her belly, watching her abdominal muscles twitch as they reacted to her touch. She ran her hands over Sun-Sun's chest and sides, making her front just as slick as her back. She fingered the notch in between Sun-Sun's collarbones, eliciting soft moans from the slender Arrancar's mouth. As she brought her hands back down Sun-Sun's body, Nel became bolder with where her hands moved, brushing her fingers over Sun-Sun's nipples, causing the Numero to gasp. "You're sensitive here also," Nel cooed, gently rubbing the small nubbins protruding from Sun-Sun's flat chest. Sun-Sun moaned as Nel stimulated her erect nipples, her chest heaving and her arms and legs slightly moving randomly.
As Nel moved her hands back down to Sun-Sun's abdomen, the slender woman whimpered in discomfort, not wanting the stimulation of her nipples to stop. However, she soon relaxed again as Nel moved her hands over her smooth tummy and below her waist. Her weight shifted as she felt Nel run her fingers down the crease that separated her hips from her legs. She gave off another moan as Nel stroked her inner thighs.
Nel moved her hands back up to Sun-Sun's leg creases, ever closer to the slender woman's sex. Her pussy had become much wetter than the massage oil could account for and her complete lack of pubic hair made it easy for Nel to see that Sun-Sun's clitoris was fully tumescent and protruding from its hood above her opening. Nel moved her left hand back up Sun-Sun's body and brought her right hand between her legs. Sun-Sun gasped and her eyes shot open when Nel started prodding her right nipple with her left hand and brushed her pussy lips with her right. "Tell me something," said Nel in a husky voice, "do you know the difference between males and females?"
"Y-Yes," Sun-Sun breathed. "Males...have that thing between their legs...females don't."
"It's true that females don't have that thing. But they have something else that's just as important." Due to the oil on her fingers and the wetness of Sun-Sun's vagina, Nel had no trouble pushing her middle finger into the green-haired Arrancar's folds. Sun-Sun closed her eyes and moaned loudly as she felt Nel's finger move in and out of her. "Does that feel good, Sun-Sun?" Nel asked.
"Yes," Sun-Sun moaned.
Nel leaned forward, bringing her mouth to Sun-Sun's right ear and holding Sun-Sun's right hand with her left, intertwining their fingers. Nel felt Sun-Sun's hand squeezing hers, indicating that the new Arrancar had gained almost complete control over her fingers. "You are so beautiful," Nel whispered into Sun-Sun's ear. She inhaled the scent of Sun-Sun's hair and said, "I've never met a woman as slender and delicate as you."
"Nel..." Sun-Sun sighed as the aqua-haired woman repeatedly pressed her lips gently against her temple and forehead. Nel kept the movement of her finger in and out of Sun-Sun's pussy slow, but the slender Arrancar was already beginning to rock her hips in time to her ministrations.
Nel continued kissing Sun-Sun's face, moving down from her forehead to her eyes, then to her right cheek, down to her openly hanging lips. She gently sucked Sun-Sun's upper lip, causing her to moan. She then sucked her lower lip, eliciting the same reaction. Increasing the intensity, she slipped her tongue between Sun-Sun's lips, causing her to moan louder. The green-haired woman's tongue extended to meet Nel's. Nel moved her finger in and out of Sun-Sun's canal faster, eliciting more moans from the slender Arrancar's throat.
As Nel moved further downward to kiss Sun-Sun's chin, not only Sun-Sun's hips were moving, but her legs as well. Her limbs instinctively undulated, pushing her crotch against Nel's hand. "Look at that," Nel said in between kisses that she planted on Sun-Sun's neck. "Your limbs are moving."
"How are you doing this?" Sun-Sun moaned.
"It's called sex," said Nel. "I'm doing with my finger what a male normally does with that thing between his legs."
"I never knew anything could feel like this."
As her lips reached Sun-Sun's collarbone, Nel said, "I'll make you feel even better." She inserted her ring finger into Sun-Sun's pussy and brought her thumb up to her clit. Sun-Sun let out a loud moan of bliss and her back arched as Nel stimulated the hard button with her thumb, pushing her hips up to meet Nel's thrusts. Nel moved her fingers and thumb faster as her mouth went lower still, down to the upper limit of Sun-Sun's barely protruding right breast.
Finally, Nel's mouth found Sun-Sun's right nipple. The Espada extended her tongue and licked the pink nubbin, feeling how hard it was. Sun-Sun moaned even louder at the added stimulation to her nipple. The sensation was multiplied when Nel wrapped her lip around the small protrusion and sucked it into her mouth, causing Sun-Sun to cry out in bliss. Her left arm wrapped around Nel and held her close.
Sun-Sun's moans and cries grew increasingly louder as the movement of Nel's fingers and thumb against her vulva accelerated steadily. "I'm going crazy!" Sun-Sun exclaimed. "Nel, wait," she cried as she felt an unfamiliar pressure start building up in her pelvic region.
"What is it?" Nel asked, stopping the movement of her hand between Sun-Sun's legs.
"Something's happening. Something's happening inside me."
"What's happening?"
"I don't know. It...It feels like I'm going to explode."
"That's normal. Just let it happen." Sun-Sun was surprised by Nel's words. Nel leaned forward, bringing her face in front of Sun-Sun's, so close that Sun-Sun could feel Nel's breath on her lips. Nel then asked in a soft voice, "Do you trust me?"
Despite the strange feelings that she was experiencing, Sun-Sun was reassured by Nel's words. In response to Nel's question, Sun-Sun breathed, "Yes."
Nel kissed Sun-Sun and resumed fingering the green-haired woman's vagina. Sun-Sun started moaning again as the pressure inside her body again started to rise. Nel moved her mouth from Sun-Sun's lips to her left breast, swirling her tongue around the Numero's nipple. "Nel!" Sun-Sun cried. "Nel!" Nel felt Sun-Sun's muscles tense up, indicating that she was at her limit. She pounded her hand against Sun-Sun's pussy as hard as she could and bit down on her turgid nipple.
Then, Sun-Sun felt all of the pressure that had built up inside her suddenly release. She let out a long, shuddering moan and threw her arms around Nel as her entire body began trembling. Her spasms were not especially powerful, but they were extremely rapid. It was less like convulsing and more like shivering. However, the contractions of her pelvic muscles were much more powerful than those of the rest of her body. Nel felt Sun-Sun's vaginal muscles contracting around her fingers, coating them with her honey.
After several moments, Sun-Sun loosened her grip on Nel and came to rest, panting heavily and covered in sweat. Nel removed her fingers from Sun-Sun's pussy and stroked the slender woman's body with her cum-soaked hand. "That was beautiful, Sun-Sun," she cooed, kissing her neck.
"Mm," Sun-Sun murmured as she came back to her senses. She opened her eyes and saw Nel staring down at her, admiring her form. "Nel," she breathed. "What...happened?"
"You had an orgasm," the aqua-haired woman responded. "If you keep stimulating your pussy, you'll have one. I know it can be scary the first time, having that feeling build up inside you as your orgasm approaches. But didn't it feel good when it finally happened?"
"It was amazing," said Sun-Sun. "Can all females have orgasms?"
"Not all. Sometimes a Menos' hole will end up in the pussy and the nerve endings that make orgasm possible will be missing. And before you became an Arrancar, you had thick scales that completely covered your pussy. But now that you've been gifted a humanoid form, you can experience mind-blowing orgasms like the one you just had.
Sun-Sun looked to her left to see her arm sitting at her side. "Nel," she said, "when you gave me sex, my arms and legs started moving on their own. Why?"
"It's a natural reaction to the feelings you experienced," said Nel. "Sex often causes involuntary movements of the arms, legs, and hips. If you can remember those feelings, then you can use those feelings to control your movements."
Sun-Sun's eyebrows rose at Nel's statement. She realized that if what Nel said was true, she might be able to move her limbs using that technique. She flexed her muscles and much to her surprise, she was able to lift her entire arm by several centimeters. "Nel!" she exclaimed. "I can move my arm!"
"That's great, Sun-Sun!" said Nel, running her hand up and down the length on the green-haired woman's arm.
"But I still can't move it very far," Sun-Sun said. "That orgasm felt so good. I want to return the favor. But I don't think I'll be able to stimulate your...pussy."
"Well, there are other ways to stimulate the pussy without fingers or a penis. You can use your mouth also."
"You can?"
"Yeah. I'll show you." Nel descended down Sun-Sun's body, pressing her lips gently against her skin on her way down. The Espada lingered at Sun-Sun's chest, licking and sucking the Numero's nipples, making her sigh and moan in delight. After feeling Sun-Sun's nipples become erect again, Nel continued downward toward Sun-Sun's belly. She licked in and around the slender Arrancar's navel, causing her abdominal muscles to twitch with excitement.
As Nel finally made it down to Sun-Sun's pelvis, she sat up on her knees and parted the other woman's legs. Nel took a moment to marvel at Sun-Sun's vulva, her pussy lips glistening with a mixture of both perspiration and vaginal lubrication. Nel decided to make herself more comfortable and pulled off her black crop top, revealing the hole in the middle of her chest and her large, round breasts with pink nipples standing at attention. Again, she leaned forward, bringing her face to the entrance of Sun-Sun's sex. She kissed Sun-Sun's right inner thigh, eliciting more contented sighs from the green-haired woman's throat. She then kissed her left inner thigh, evoking a similar response.
Nel looked up at Sun-Sun's face and said, "Are you ready?"
"Mm-hm," Sun-Sun nodded. Although she was ready and willing, she was visibly nervous. However, that made her even cuter in Nel's eyes.
Nel looked down at Sun-Sun's vagina and inhaled the sweet scent of her arousal. "So beautiful..." she said to herself. She took a hold of Sun-Sun's hips and dove into her muff. Nel licked up and down the length of Sun-Sun's slit, lapping up the juices that flowed from it. Sun-Sun moaned in delight as she felt the aqua-haired Arrancar's tongue gently trace the contours of her labia.
After teasing Sun-Sun's vagina for a minute, Nel grew more adventurous, pushing her tongue into Sun-Sun's wet folds. Sun-Sun moaned in pleasure as Nel's tongue moved about, pushing against every wall of her vagina. "Oh, Nel!" she moaned. The warmth of Nel's mouth on her most sensitive spot felt even better than when her fingers were inside her.
Nel reached up and tenderly stroked Sun-Sun's chest, her fingers brushing against her nipples, causing the Numero to arch her back in bliss. Again, her body started involuntarily rocking. Nel removed her tongue from Sun-Sun's canal and licked the slender woman's clitoris. Sun-Sun cried out at the feeling of Nel's warm, wet tongue expertly stimulating her erect nubbin. Her hips started thrusting forward and back, trying to get as much pleasure out of Nel's mouth as she could. Counterintuitively, the action made it more difficult for Nel to pleasure her because Sun-Sun's wild movements made her unable to focus her attention on her clit. Nel brought her hands back to Sun-Sun's hips and held them in place, making it easier for her to know where her clitoris was situated. With the stimulation centered even more squarely on her throbbing clit, Sun-Sun cried out in ecstasy, tightly gripping the futon beneath her.

            Unbeknownst to Nel and Sun-Sun, Apache had made her way back to the palace. As she entered the palace, she was surprised when she felt Sun-Sun's Spiritual Pressure fluctuating. 'Sun-Sun's Spiritual Pressure,' she thought. 'Is she fighting someone?' Despite constantly bumping heads with Mila Rose and Sun-Sun, Apache cared for them just as Halibel did, although she would never admit it. As such, she proceeded with caution in the hopes that she could launch a sneak attack on whomever it was that was assaulting her comrade.
Making her way swiftly but quietly toward the source of the Spiritual Pressure, Apache could hear Sun-Sun's cries echoing through the halls of the palace. As she peeked into the room that she and her comrades slept in, she was met with a horrifying sight. Sun-Sun was struggling about helplessly on the futon, crying out in distress. Her face contorted in what looked like pain as Nel wrapped her mouth around the flesh between Sun-Sun's legs. 'Nel...' thought Apache. 'She's eating Sun-Sun?!' The blue-haired Arrancar began charging a red Cero from the tip of her horn-shaped mask fragment, ready to vaporize Nel before the Espada noticed her presence.
"Oh, Nel!" cried Sun-Sun. "It feels so good! Please don't stop!"
Apache's expression transformed from one of anger to one of surprised confusion when she heard her comrade's words. Stupefied by Sun-Sun's plea for Nel to continue what she was doing to her, Apache let the Cero that she was charging dissipate. Under the belief that Nel was devouring Sun-Sun, Apache had been too riled up to fully take in what she was witnessing. However, having learned that Sun-Sun was enjoying what was happening, Apache had a chance to appreciate the subtle differences between feeding and what Nel was actually doing. She was not biting Sun-Sun, but suckling. The liquid that flowed from where Nel's mouth made contact was not red like blood, but was translucent. And although Sun-Sun's body wriggled about as if she were struggling, Apache could see that she was not trying to push Nel away from her.
Sun-Sun's breathing became more rapid and more labored as she felt that familiar pressure begin building inside her once again. However, this time, she was not afraid of it. "Nel!" she cried. "I'm about to have another orgasm!"
"Yes," said Nel. "Come for me, Sun-Sun."
Sun-Sun let out another long, shuddering moan as she experienced her second orgasm, more powerful than her first. Her body shivered uncontrollably, juices oozing from her spasming vagina onto Nel's face. Nel opened her mouth and lapped up the other woman's cum, moaning at the taste of Sun-Sun's unique brew.
Apache stared in awe at the sight before her. Here eyes were wide, her jaw was slack, and she could feel her pulse pounding in her chest. She was unable to move and unable to look away.
As Sun-Sun came down from the heights of ecstasy, her grip on the futon loosened and her body came to rest. Nel climbed on top of Sun-Sun and pressed their lips together. The slender woman wrapped her arms around Nel and opened her mouth, tasting her own cum on Nel's lips.
Her eyes still closed in the afterglow of her orgasm, Sun-Sun did not see Nel open her eyes and turn her gaze toward the portal that led into the interior of the palace. Apache, seeing that Nel was looking in her direction, jumped back behind the corner that she was spying from, hoping that she had not been noticed. Her rapid breathing and pounding pulse were understandable. But what Apache could not understand was the slight feeling of wetness between her legs.
Nel could sense Apache's Spiritual Pressure and was aware that the blue-haired Arrancar had been watching, but decided to ignore her. Nel broke the kiss and looked upon Sun-Sun, pretending that Apache was not there. Sun-Sun's eyes fluttered open and smiled when she saw Nel staring down at her. "How was that?" asked Nel.
"Mm, it felt wonderful," Sun-Sun answered. "It felt even better than when you used your fingers."
"Do you think you're ready to try it out on me?"
"Yes. I think so." Nel smiled, gave Sun-Sun a quick peck on the lips, then stood up and dropped her pants, revealing her black boy shorts. After tossing her pants aside, Nel slowly slid her panties down her legs, exposing her hairy, wet pussy for the green-haired Arrancar to see. She stepped out of her panties and straddled Sun-Sun's body, putting her pussy in front of the slender woman's face. "I've never seen a female's pussy so close before," said Sun-Sun as she marveled at the sight of Nel's sex. "Tell me what I do to make you feel good."
Nel could not help but giggle at Sun-Sun's naivete. "Just lick it a bit. Do exactly what I did to you."
"Like this?" Sun-Sun asked as she extended her tongue and started moving it up and down Nel's slit.
"Yeah," Nel moaned in delight. "Just like that."
Sun-Sun could not believe how wet Nel's pussy was. She wondered if all females with pussies got that wet when they wanted sex. Sun-Sun lapped up Nel's juices, moaning at the taste. It was even more delicious than the meat or the soup that Nel had given her the day before.
Nel continued moaning as Sun-Sun licked her. She brought her hands to her chest and fondled her large breasts. Her hips started rocking in time with the movements of Sun-Sun's tongue, moving back when Sun-Sun's tongue went to the bottom of her pussy and moving forward when her tongue went up, bumping her clit ever so slightly against the slender Arrancar's slick member.
"Is it good?" Sun-Sun asked.
"Oh, yeah," Nel moaned. "Now put your tongue inside me."
Sun-Sun probed Nel's nether region for the opening of her sex, pushing her tongue into Nel's folds when she found it. Nel gasped in surprise when she realized just how long the other woman's tongue was. However, it should have been expected from an Arrancar that originally had the form of a snake. Her gasp was soon replaced with loud moans and cries as she felt Sun-Sun's tongue wriggling about inside her, pressing against every square centimeter of her vaginal walls.
"Oh, Sun-Sun!" Nel exclaimed. "You're so good at this. You've never done this before?"
"No," Sun-Sun responded, her tongue still buried inside the aqua-haired woman's canal. "It'sh my firsht chime."
"You're a natural at this!" Nel cried. "You're hitting me so deep inside!" Knowing that Apache was still watching, Nel decided to put on a show for the blue-haired Arrancar. She started pinching her erect nipples, arching her back and throwing her head back so that Apache would witness the look of bliss on her face, her eyes closed and her mouth ajar. Nel cried out in pleasure as she stimulated her nipples, sending shivers down her spine, which she exaggerated for Apache's benefit. "Sun-Sun, grab my butt." Without thinking, Sun-Sun brought her hands to Nel's butt cheeks and started squeezing them, causing Nel to moan even louder.
Apache stared in amazement at the scene before her. Sun-Sun was on the floor with her legs splayed, providing a clear view of the slit between her legs and the fluids that ran from it onto the futon below. On top of her, Nel was rocking her hips forcefully, throwing her head back over and over again, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples, crying out in what Apache would have interpreted as pain had she not known that it was in truth pleasure that Nel was experiencing. The wetness between Apache's legs had increased to the point she could feel the fluid start running down her thighs. She could hear her pulse pounding in her ears and her legs felt weak.
"Oh Sun-Sun, yes!" cried Nel. Her right hand flew from her chest to between her legs and she started rubbing her clit frantically. "Oh, God!" she cried. "I'm going to come! I'm going to come! UAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Nel's body started shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm hit. She fell onto her back, providing Apache with a view of her face contorting in ecstasy and of her juices drizzling onto Sun-Sun's face. Watching the scene and hearing Nel's screams echo through the halls of the palace, Apache fell to her knees, her legs no longer able to support her weight.
Sun-Sun could only lie in stun as the aqua-haired woman thrashed about on top of her. She felt Nel's vaginal muscles contracting around her tongue, spewing orgasmic fluid onto her face. The taste was similar but slightly different to that of Nel's lips after she had given Sun-Sun an orgasm with her mouth. The green-haired Arrancar deduced that Nel was having an orgasm, but was surprised by how different her vocalizations and body movements were from her own. Nel wailed loudly and her body shook forcefully while Sun-Sun was quieter and had more rapid but less powerful body spasms.
Nel collapsed on top of Sun-Sun, breathing heavily as she came down from her pleasure high. "Phew," she exhaled. "Sun-Sun...that was amazing. I can't believe this was your first time making love to another woman."
"I've always been a quick learner," Sun-Sun responded.
"Would you like to learn more?"
"Yes!" Sun-Sun exclaimed, louder than she had intended to be. "Sex feels so good. I want to learn everything about it."
"Okay." Nel flipped herself onto her stomach with her pussy in front of Sun-Sun's face and Sun-Sun's pussy in front of her face. "When we're like this, two woman can make each other feel good at the same time. Try it." Nel then brought her face down to Sun-Sun's pussy and began licking it. Sun-Sun let out a moan of pleasure and then brought her mouth back up to Nel's sex.
Apache breathed heavily as she watched the two women pleasure each other. Her mind was so transfixed on Nel and Sun-Sun that she was unaware of her own left hand meandering down her body. It was only when she felt something brush against her pubic hair that she looked down and saw that her own hand was in her pants. She moved her fingers around the area, marveling at the feeling of wetness between her legs. When her fingers touched the slit that was between her legs, the sensation made her gasp in surprise.
Sun-Sun suddenly retracted her tongue and looked toward the portal to the interior of the palace. Apache ducked behind the corner to avoid being seen. "What was that?" she asked.
"What was what?" Nel asked.
"I thought I heard something," said Sun-Sun.
"I didn't hear anything," Nel said. "Keep going." The sensations that Sun-Sun was feeling felt too good for her to object to Nel's request so she again extended her tongue and licked the Espada's pussy.
'What was that feeling?' Apache wondered. She looked down at her crotch and began moving her fingers again. Now familiar with the sensation of her slit being touched, she was able to control her vocalizations. The only sounds that she allowed herself to make were her breathing and soft sighs, quiet enough that she was sure that Nel and Sun-Sun would not be able to hear her. She peeked out from behind the corner again to watch Nel and Sun-Sun pleasure each other while she touched herself.
Nel stroked Sun-Sun's hips and legs as she licked up and down the length of her pussy. The sensuality of her ministrations added to the pleasure that Sun-Sun felt between her legs, causing her to moan even louder. She grabbed Nel's hips and pulled herself closer so that she could more easily focus her mouth on Nel's pussy. The aqua-haired woman moaned as Sun-Sun wrapped her lips around her vulva, sucking up her juices. "Oh, yeah," Nel moaned. "That feels so good." Still stroking Sun-Sun's legs with her left hand, Nel brought her right hand to Sun-Sun's vagina and slipped her index and middle fingers into it. Sun-Sun gasped and arched her back as she felt Nel's fingers enter her. "Sun-Sun," said Nel, "can you move your fingers?"
"Yes," answered Sun-Sun.
"Put your fingers in my pussy." Sun-Sun did as Nel commanded, bringing her right hand to Nel's opening and pushing two of her finger past her folds. Nel cried out in pleasure and moved her fingers in and out of Sun-Sun's canal.
Apache took notice of how Nel moved her fingers in and out of Sun-Sun's slit and how she asked Sun-Sun to do the same to her. Deducing that having fingers in her slit must feel good, the blue-haired woman tried putting her fingers into her slit as well. However, she was surprised when her fingers were met with resistance. She tried to push past the barrier that was preventing her fingers from entering, but it caused her pain when she tried. 'It hurts when I put my fingers in my slit,' Apache thought. 'Why does it feel so good for them?'
"More fingers," Nel said.
'More?' thought Apache. She could not even insert one finger without causing herself pain, yet Nel wanted more than what was already inside her.
"Okay," Sun-Sun responded. Her ring finger joined her index and middle fingers inside Nel's pussy.
"Mm," Nel sighed as she felt her canal become fuller. "Lick my clit."
"What's your clit?" Sun-Sun asked.
Nel explained, "It's the hard lump at the bottom of the pussy. Lick it."
It was difficult to see all of the features of Nel's sex due to the forest of aqua-colored hair covering her mound, but Sun-Sun managed to find the hard lump that Nel spoke of. She extended her tongue and started moving it about Nel's clit. Nel cried out in ecstasy and licked Sun-Sun's clit also, causing the green-haired woman to cry out as well.
Despite the pain that she felt whenever she tried to push her fingers into her slit, Apache still felt good when she ran her fingers over the slit. And hearing Nel speak of the clit made her curious about it. She moved her fingers to the bottom of her slit, but could not find the hard lump that Nel spoke of. However, she then realized that due to the way that Nel and Sun-Sun were positioned, they were looking at each other upside-down and that the clit would instead be at the top of her slit, so she moved her fingers upward. When her fingers touched the turgid nubbin at the top of her opening, Apache was overcome with a sensation so powerful that she had to cover her mouth with her free hand to keep herself from yelping in surprise. 'What was that?' she wondered. She looked back down at her crotch, perplexed by the sensation that she had experienced when she touched the nubbin. 'It felt like an electric shock shooting through my body.' The sensation having passed, Apache removed her right hand from her mouth. 'That lump that I touched. Is that the clit?'
Feeling adventurous, Apache touched the lump again but was very gentle with it so that the sensation would be lessened to the point that she would not cry out. Nel's and Sun-Sun's moans and cries had been steadily increasing in volume and the moans that Apache allowed herself to make when she touched her clit were drowned out enough that neither Nel nor Sun-Sun would be able to hear them.
"Ugh, more!" Nel moaned. "Sun-Sun, put four fingers inside me!"
"Four?" Sun-Sun exclaimed.
Apache was forced to cover her mouth again to prevent herself from crying out, this time in bewilderment at Nel's request. 'Four fingers?!' the blue-haired woman's thoughts exclaimed inside her mind.
"Wouldn't that hurt?" asked Sun-Sun.
"I enjoy a little pain during sex," said Nel.
'She...enjoys pain?' Apache thought.
Although she did not understand why Nel would enjoy pain during sex, Sun-Sun wanted to make Nel feel good and so did as her teacher asked. Reluctantly, Sun-Sun slowly pushed her pinky finger into Nel's pussy, feeling her fingers compressed by the wet walls of the Espada's vagina. Nel cried out as she felt her pussy stretch to accommodate Sun-Sun's digits. "Is...that good?" Sun-Sun asked.
"Yes," Nel gasped. "Now move your fingers." Nel resumed moving her fingers in and out of Sun-Sun's vagina and resumed licking her clitoris. Sun-Sun cried out and started moving her fingers around inside Nel's pussy again, resuming her licking of Nel's clit as well. Nel groaned in pleasure and pain as Sun-Sun's digits slid in and out of her pussy, pressing against every square centimeter of her vaginal walls and hitting her G-Spot. "Oh, yes!" Nel cried out. "Just like that!"
Apache watched in wonderment as Nel and Sun-Sun pleasured each other, their vocalizations and body movements increasing in intensity. She had involuntarily started rocking her hips as she continued fingering her clit. She ventured to move her fingers faster, the volume of her moans and sighs increasing with the increased speed of her ministrations, but was still unheard due to the increasing volume of Nel's and Sun-Sun's cries of pleasure.
"Oh, Sun-Sun," Nel cried. "You're going to make me come again!" Sun-Sun gritted her teeth as she approached her climax, the pressure in her abdomen building quickly. "Yes! Sun-Sun! I'm coming! I'm coming!" Nel let out a loud scream of ecstasy as her orgasm hit. Her body quaked and girl-cum gushed from her hole onto Sun-Sun's hand and face. The sensation of Nel's pussy contracting around her fingers, the feeling of her warm juices covering her face, and the flavor of her orgasmic nectar were too much for Sun-Sun to bear and she came as well. She let out a long, shuddering moan and she shivered uncontrollably. She threw her left arm around Nel's waist and gripped her lover's body as she climaxed, rewarding Nel with her cum as well.
Over the past several minutes, Apache had learned enough about her body's reactions to know that the faster she stimulated herself, the more intense the sensation was and the more difficult it was for her to stay quiet. Knowing this, she forced herself to slow her ministrations as Nel and Sun-Sun came down from their orgasms and their cries of bliss died down.
"This is so amazing, Nel," Sun-Sun breathed. "I can't believe anything could feel this good."
"Would you like to learn more?" Nel asked.
"Yes," said Sun-Sun. "Teach me more."
Sun-Sun's eagerness to learn about sex reminded Nel of herself when Cirucci first introduced her to the joyous feelings that sex could produce. It felt nostalgic and Nel could not help but smile. Nel pushed herself off of Sun-Sun's body and sat up in front of her. "Come here," she said, extending an arm toward Sun-Sun. Sun-Sun grabbed Nel's hand and Nel pulled Sun-Sun up to a sitting position as well. Nel scooted forward and positioned herself so that her right leg was under Sun-Sun's left leg and her left leg was above Sun-Sun's right.
Nel reached for the bottle of massage oil, opened the bottle, and poured the remainder of the fluid between her and Sun-Sun, which coated their chests and ran down their bodies to their stomachs and into the crevice between their legs. "This way," said Nel, "we can pleasure each other at the same time, but also kiss and feel each other's bodies." Nel demonstrated by pulling Sun-Sun close and pressing their lips together. She started undulating her body, pushing her nipples against Sun-Sun's nipples and rubbing her vulva against Sun-Sun's vulva, the slick massage oil allowing their bodies to slide effortlessly against each other, maximizing the pace at which Nel could rub herself against Sun-Sun. Both women started moaning into each other's mouths as both their nipples and their pussies ground against one another, the massage oil between them creating a sloshing sound every time they thrust their bodies against each other.
Watching Nel and Sun-Sun rock against each other in a tight embrace, Apache absentmindedly increased the speed of her fingers against her clit again. She stifled a gasp at the heightened pleasure caused by the increase in speed, but soon regained control of her respiration and returned to her vocalizations to soft sighs.
Sun-Sun released Nel's lips from her own when she arched her back involuntarily. "Oh, Nel!" she cried out. Nel took the opportunity to gently nibble on the right side of Sun-Sun's neck where it met the shoulder. The nips at her flesh, while not strong enough to cause pain, sent shockwaves of pleasure through Sun-Sun's body. "Yes!" she moaned.
"So beautiful," Nel sighed as she stimulated Sun-Sun's neck with her mouth. Although the physical closeness and freedom to use her mouth served to fuel Nel's arousal, it was not enough for her. She felt her masochism well up inside her and she felt the need to experience a small bit of pain. Keeping hold of Sun-Sun with her left hand, Nel brought her right hand to her butt and inserted three fingers into her ass. She cried out in pleasure and arched her back as well.
Apache's breathing was ragged and sweat dripped from her brow as she continued fingering her clit while watching the scene before her. She was barely able to control her vocalizations any more and had to cover her mouth with her free hand just to muffle her moans of joy. Even though she kept herself quiet, she was not experienced enough as an Arrancar to hide her Spiritual Pressure. And even though Sun-Sun was too far gone to be aware of anything except the gorgeous Espada in front of her, Nel could feel Apache's Spiritual Pressure radiating off of her, becoming more and more unstable as the blue-haired Arrancar grew more and more worked up.
It was then that Apache felt a strange pressure begin building in her lower abdomen. The unfamiliar sensation momentarily brought Apache back to her senses and she stopped moving her fingers. As soon as she stopped fingering herself, the pressure subsided. 'What...was that?' she wondered. 'That strange pressure that started building inside me?' Worried that the pressure would grow to the point that she would explode, Apache decided to stop touching herself and retracted her hand.
"Nel!" Sun-Sun cried. "I'm going to come again!"
"Me too, Sun-Sun," said Nel. She then whispered into Sun-Sun's ear, "Come with me!" Nel's sultry voice speaking those words into her ear were enough to drive Sun-Sun over the edge. She let out another long moan and gripped Nel's body as she started shivering uncontrollably, burying her face into Nel's shoulder. Sun-Sun's shivering body was like a vibrator against Nel's clit and she dug her nails into the Espada's back, causing pain that Nel's masochism feasted upon. Nel let out a scream of ecstasy as she climaxed as well. Her body heaved as she came, pounding against Sun-Sun's body powerfully, the massage oil between them splashing with every thrust of Nel's hips. Even as they came down from their orgasms, the last few aftershocks continued pushing their genitals together again and again, quickly sending them both into orgasm yet again, their bodies shaking and their cries of bliss echoing through the halls of the palace.
After the powerful multiple orgasm that she experienced, Sun-Sun was spent. Her grip on Nel's body loosened and she collapsed onto her back, breathing heavily with her eyes closed. Nel lowered herself onto the futon to Sun-Sun's right and draped her right hand over the slender woman's body. She admired the sight of Sun-Sun in the afterglow of her orgasm, alternating between playing with her hair and stroking her chest and abdomen. "So beautiful," she murmured as she inhaled the scent of Sun-Sun's hair. "I wish I could stay like this forever."
"Mm," was all that Sun-Sun could bring herself to utter in response.
Realizing that the scene was over, Apache pushed herself to her feet and started walking away, planning to return after several minutes had passed when Nel would be getting ready to leave.
Slowly, Sun-Sun's eyes fluttered open and she regained her breath. She noticed Nel looking over her, her head propped up by her left hand. Sun-Sun reacted to Nel's admiring gaze by smiling at her aqua-haired lover. "How are you feeling?" Nel asked.
Sun-Sun sighed and said, "Wonderful."
"Do you hurt anywhere?"
"No. The pain's gone."
"Can you move?"
Sun-Sun looked at her left arm and succeeded in raising it up into the air. She clenched and unclenched her fist with ease. She looked down at her legs and found that she was able to extend them fully and wriggled her toes. "I can," she breathed in astonishment. Her own rate of recovery was so rapid that she didn't seem to believe it. However, as it sank in that she had nearly gained full control of her limbs and her body no longer ached, her expression transformed from one of bewilderment to one of exhilaration. She looked at Nel with tears forming the corners of her eyes and exclaimed. "I can move! And I don't hurt any more!"
"I'm glad I could help you," said Nel.
Unable to contain her emotions, Sun-Sun rolled toward Nel and embraced her, crying into her bosom. "Thank you so much, Nel!" she wept. "Thank you."
Nel ran her hands through Sun-Sun's hair and responded, "Don't mention it."

            When Apache returned, Nel had already redressed and Sun-Sun had gotten back under the blanket. By manipulating the spirit particles that their juices were composed of, Nel had succeeded in transforming them into the same form as the surrounding Reishi that existed in Hueco Mundo. She was retrieving the tray and the dishes when she noticed the blue-haired Arrancar return. "Apache," she said. "Back so soon?"
"Yeah," Apache said, trying to hide the physical discomfort that she felt. "I wasn't feeling well, so I turned back before Halibel and Mila Rose."
"Understandable," said Nel. "I hope you feel better soon. Well, I should get these back to the kitchen. Who knows when they'll be needed again?"
"Do you really have to leave?" Sun-Sun asked.
"Sorry, but I do," Nel answered regretfully. "I have duties to attend to. My palace is the yellow one east of here. If you need me for anything..." She turned to Apache and said, "...anything at all...feel free to drop by." Apache felt a chill run up her spine as Nel almost seemed to address her directly. "If you get hungry, the kitchen is at the base of the five towers north of here." Having done what she had set out to do, Nel made her way past Apache toward the exit. Again, Apache felt her pulse pounding. She put a hand to her chest as she tried to calm her uneven breathing.

            Nel did not enjoy walking between her palace and the kitchen. Every time she did, she had to walk by the green-and-white palace that belonged to Nnoitora Gilga, running the risk of him accosting her and trying to prove his superiority as a warrior. Oftentimes, she managed to slip past his attention by concealing her Spiritual Pressure, but that would not help if he were outside to see her with his own eyes. That day, he happened to be outside.
"Hey," said Nnoitora, bearing a toothy grin and his Zanpakuto, which was a long shaft with one end fastened to his waist by a chain and the other end with a large, crescent-shaped blade.
"Nnoitora," Nel said. "I don't have time to deal with you right now. Pesche and Dondochakka are expecting me."
Nel tried to walk past Nnoitora, but he held out his Zanpakuto to block her path. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked. "We have unfinished business, Nelliel. I haven't forgotten what you said about me being weaker than you. The only way we're going to settle this is with a fight to the finish!" Nnoitora swung his Zankaputo at Nel, but she blocked the attack with her own sword, which she had drawn faster than the blink of an eye.
Irritated by Nel's ability to block his swing, Nnoitora charged at Nel with an angry yell that made the number "8" tattooed on his tongue clearly visible. He attacked Nel with a downward swing, but the female Arrancar sidestepped to the right, expertly dodging Nnoitora's strike. Nnoitora swung at Nel from the side, but Nel caught the shaft of his Zanpakuto with her left hand, bringing the large weapon to a halt. She flipped the direction of her own Zanpakuto in her right hand so that the blade faced downward. She then threw a punch, her fist giving off a burst of magenta light as she hit Nnoitoria in the stomach with the butt end of her sword. Nnoitora was sent flying, landing on his back in front of the palace.
"There, all done." said Nel, sheathing her sword. "I'm happy that's over in time for lunch. If I were late, the others might've gotten worried."
As Nel started walking away, Nnoitora said, "Hold it." Nel stopped walking to hear Nnoitora's protest. The lanky man spat a bit of blood before saying, "I thought I said this was a fight to the finish. We're not done yet."
Nel looked back at Nnoitora and said, "Are you implying that you'd like this to be a battle to the death?"
"Do you even have to ask?" Nnoitora responded.
"I refuse," Nel asserted. "You don't deserve to have such an honor."
"What was that?"
"When we became Hollows," Nel explained, "we transformed from humans to beasts. And then, as Arrancars, we regained our sense of reason. Those with the ability to reason must have a purpose to fight. You lack a purpose. I'm under no obligation to keep fighting you. And there is no reason whatsoever to kill you."
"Well, I have a good reason!" Nnoitora yelled. "I loathe and despise you!"
Nel gave an exasperated sigh. "Sorry," she said, "that's not a reason, it's instinct. You are still a beast. I cannot acknowledge you as a true warrior. So you are not worthy to be my opponent. I won't have the life of someone who isn't a warrior on my conscience." With that, Nel walked off, leaving Nnoitora alone in the sand.
'That man,' Nel thought to herself. 'When will he ever learn?' Just as Nel had said, she had regained her sense of reason since becoming an Arrancar. However, Nnoitora was the only person that could irritate her to the point that she would at times feel her violent nature as a former Hollow try to assert itself. Normally, she would seek out Cirucci to aid her in blowing off steam, but she had so recently had sex with Sun-Sun that her sexual appetite had been appeased and she had no desire for sex. Her only hope of avoiding the violence that she hated so much was to sit down to lunch with her Fracciones and let their good company calm her frayed nerves.

            As they awaited the return of Halibel and Mila Rose, Apache and Sun-Sun felt vastly different about their time spent alone. Sun-Sun was very relaxed with a persistent smile on her face as she extended her arms and marveled at how well she was able to control her limbs. Apache, on the other hand, was on edge with an aching feeling in her lower abdomen and persistent wetness between her thighs.
"You seem to be enjoying your new body," Apache said, audibly agitated.
"Are you not enjoying yours?" asked Sun-Sun.
"Well...of course I do," Apache lied. "Strong muscles..." she said, flexing a bicep. "...perfectly sized breasts..." she continued, lifting her breasts to clearly indicate their size. "...what's not to like about my body?"
"How about your face?" Sun-Sun responded.
"What was that?" Apache growled.
Despite Apache's praise of her own body, Sun-Sun did not feel any jealousy. Nel had told her that she was beautiful and Sun-Sun could see no reason as to why the Espada would lie about something like that. Sun-Sun also failed to see the relevance of the size of one's breasts as she had none before she became an Arrancar. She also noticed that during sex with Nel, the pink nubbins that protruded from her breasts were extremely sensitive even with such small breasts.
It was then that the two of them heard footsteps approaching them from the palace entrance. Apache and Sun-Sun looked toward the direction of the approaching footsteps to see Halibel and Mila Rose return. "Welcome back, Ma'am," said Apache.
"Right," said Halibel. The blond-haired woman's gaze then fell upon Sun-Sun and her eyes widened when she saw that the green-haired Arrancar was moving her arms, hands, and fingers with just as much dexterity as anyone else. "Sun-Sun," she said in wonderment. "You can move your limbs!"
"Yes," said Sun-Sun with a silly smile on her face.
Halibel went to Sun-Sun and touched her slender arms. "How is this possible?" she wondered.
"Nel helped me," said Sun-Sun. "She gave me...something called a 'massage'. It's the act of putting a slippery substance on my muscles and then rubbing and squeezing them. It made me very relaxed and it felt really good. And it helped stimulate the nerves in my limbs, so now I know how to move them."
'That's not all she did,' thought Apache, remembering how Nel touched other parts of Sun-Sun's body besides her limbs.
"Can you stand?" Halibel asked.
"I don't know," answered Sun-Sun. "I haven't tried it."
"Apache, Mila Rose," Halibel commanded.
"Yes, Ma'am," the two other women acknowledged. Apache moved to Sun-Sun's right side and Mila Rose moved to her left. They each grabbed one of Sun-Sun's arms and pulled her up to her feet, the blanket falling off of her body, exposing her features. With Apache and Mila Rose on either side to stabilize her, Sun-Sun moved her legs to advance forward. Halibel looked on in stoic amazement as she witnessed Sun-Sun take her first steps. Although not visible beneath the remains of her mask, a large smile graced Halibel's lips.
After a slow, prolonged lap around the room, Sun-Sun, Apache, and Mila Rose returned to the futon in the center. Apache and Mila Rose let go of Sun-Sun and for a moment, Sun-Sun was able to stand on her own two feet without the aid of others. However, despite the strength in her legs and her ability to control the muscles in them, Sun-Sun did not yet have enough experience with her legs to maintain her balance and so fell back and landed on her butt.
"Master Halibel," Sun-Sun breathed in excitement, "I did it. It was only for a moment, but I did it."
Halibel knelt down in front of Sun-Sun and said, "Good work, Sun-Sun. I'm sure you'll be able to walk around on your own soon."
"Listen to you," said Mila Rose with a smirk, "getting so excited about moving across a tiny little room with the help of two other Arrancars in the time it took for one of those Arrancars to walk halfway across the entirety of Las Noches without help. You even needed this 'massage' to do it."
"You should get a massage yourself, Mila Rose," Sun-Sun shot back. "It would do wonders for that beastly personality of yours."
"Would you two knock it off?" said Apache, rubbing her eyes with one hand. "It's annoying to hear you mouth off at each other all the time."
"Apache?" Halibel asked. "Are you still feeling unwell?" While it was a welcome change for her to see one of her subordinates decide not to verbally attack the others, it was so out of the ordinary that Halibel could not help but think that Apache opted out of a confrontation because she felt too weak to take part in one.
"Maybe..." the blue-haired woman responded. She had not experienced any more dizzy spells, but the ache in her lower abdomen had persisted ever since Nel had left.
"I think it would be best if we all rested for another day," said Halibel. "Apache hasn't recovered all of her strength and Sun-Sun has just now gained the use of her limbs. We shouldn't overexert ourselves."
"Sounds reasonable to me," said Sun-Sun, lying down and pulling the blanket over herself.
"Not that I need the rest," Mila Rose said, "but it does feel nice being in that bed." The dark-skinned Arrancar began undressing as she prepared to join her comrades under the blanket.
Apache started undressing as well. For reasons unknown to her, she felt embarrassed by the wetness between her legs and so tried to hide it from the others by showing her back to them until she was under the blanket to Sun-Sun's right.
After spending a night keeping vigil, Halibel felt that she could afford to enjoy the luxury of sleep. She too undressed and got into bed with her comrades, in between Sun-Sun to her right and Mila Rose to her left.
As Halibel, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun rested, Apache was agitated. Watching Nel and Sun-Sun touching each other in strange places with their bodies undulating against one another and their screams ringing in her ears had filled Apache's soul with feelings that she never could have imagined. The aching in her abdomen and the wetness between her legs caused her much discomfort, preventing sleep from coming to her. "What's wrong?" Halibel asked. Apache jumped at hearing Halibel suddenly talk. "Can't sleep?"
"No, it's just..." Apache said, "...I've been inside for the last few days. I...I feel like I need to stretch my legs a bit more."
"You weren't feeling well earlier. And your Spiritual Pressure is wavering. Are you well enough?"
"I haven't felt dizzy or weak since then. Can I go outside for a while?"
After a brief pause, Halibel replied, "Yeah."
"Thank you, Ma'am," said Apache. The feelings that she was experiencing were unfamiliar to her and she knew that Nel, being the initiator of those feelings, would be able to explain them to her. With her master's permission, Apache slipped out of bed, dressed herself, and left to find Nel's palace.

            Talking and laughing with Pesche and Dondochakka helped to ease Nel after her confrontation with Nnoitora. And whatever solace that their company could not provide was nearly made up for by the food that Nel filled her stomach with. What little vexation remained Nel felt that she could forget about by reading more from In Service of the Cat Princess. Although she was not completely sure about it, Nel suspected that she would not have been so receptive to Cirucci's advances had that book not turned her on to the idea of two females having sex.
As Nel read in her room, a knock came at her door. "Master Nel," a youthful man's voice came from behind the door.
"Yes, Pesche?" said Nel, looking up from the book. "What is it?"
"There's a visitor here to see you."
'So, she came after all,' Nel thought to herself.
"Send her in," the Espada commanded her Fraccion. By Nel's order, the door to her room opened and the visitor stepped in. "Hello, Apache," said Nel, standing up to greet the blue-haired Arrancar.
"Hey," said Apache uncomfortably.
"How can I help you?" Nel asked cordially, walking toward Apache
"Well it's...um..." the younger woman stammered.
Bringing herself centimeters from Apache's face, Nel asked in a husky voice, "Did you like what you saw?"
Apache went stiff and her face turned a deep shade of red. "Y--" she stuttered, "You knew...You knew I was there?"
Nel giggled and said, "Your Spiritual Pressure is so unstable I could sense it from ten kilometers away even without my Pesquisa." Apache held her hands behind her back and looked down at her feet. "Why are you so nervous?" Nel asked.
"I--I don't know," Apache responded.
Without warning, Nel shoved her right hand into Apache's pants and touched the slit between her legs, causing the blue-haired Arrancar to yelp in surprise. Nel retracted her hand and held it in front of her, inspecting the juices that clung to her fingers. "No wonder your Spiritual Pressure is fluctuating so much," Nel said. "I'm amazed. I didn't think that such an inexperienced Hollow could become aroused from watching two people have sex."
"What are you talking about?"
"Maybe," Nel postulated, "you experienced sex long ago, before you became a Hollow. All human souls take on grotesque forms when they become Hollows, with strange anatomies that prevent them from experiencing the pleasures of sex. After the centuries it must have taken for you to evolve into a Gillian and then an Adjucha, you had forgotten about sex, but your subconscious still remembered."
"Tell me what the hell is happening to me!" Apache demanded. Then, her voice softening, she asked, "Just what were you and Sun-Sun doing? Why does it feel so good? If it feels good to you, why does it hurt when I try it?"
"You really want to know?" Apache nodded. "Follow me." Nel exited the room and Apache followed. "Pesche, Dondochakka," said Nel as she and Apache left, "I'm going to take a walk with Apache. I'll be back later."

            Nel led Apache through the maze of corridors that made up the walls of Las Noches. After what felt like hours, they walked through a door and Apache was surprised by what she saw on the other side. She saw a dark sky with a crescent moon above them and far below was a sea of sand reaching from horizon to horizon. "The roof?" said Apache. "Why did you bring me--?" Apache's sentence was interrupted when Nel grabbed her and pressed their lips together.
Apache was petrified by Nel's action. Even though it was the first time in her conscious memory that someone had pressed their lips against hers, the act stirred something deep inside her, making her pulse race and clouding her senses. Too overcome by the feelings that she was experiencing, Apache melted into Nel's arms. When Nel pushed Apache down to the ground, she did not have the will to resist. Nel lay down on top of her, pressing their lips together again. Nel then extended her tongue and pushed it into Apache's mouth, eliciting a moan from the blue-haired woman.
Swirling her tongue around Apache's, Nel reached between their bodies and unzipped the younger Arrancar's jacket, revealing the black sports bra that she was wearing. She pulled the hem of Apache's bra up, exposing her modest yet shapely breasts. She gave them a squeeze and Apache moaned even louder. Continuing to squeeze Apache's right breast with her left hand, Nel used her right hand to unfasten her belt and unzip her own jacket. After ridding herself of her jacket, she broke the kiss with Apache. Nel was close enough for Apache to feel the older woman's breath on her face, but far enough away to remove her right glove with her teeth. Nel brought her right hand to Apache's left breast and removed her left glove as well.
"We're all alone up here," said Nel in a husky voice. "There's no one here to hear you. There's no need to be quiet. Don't hold anything back."No longer fighting her reactions to Nel's ministrations, the blue-haired Arrancar moaned loudly when Nel brought her lips to hers once again.
As Nel continued fondling Apache's breast with her right hand, her left hand snaked down Apache's body into her pleated pants and under the hem of her panties. Apache gasped as Nel started probing her nether region. "You're aching down here, aren't you?" said Nel. "I'm going to make it feel better." After collecting some of Apache's vaginal lubrication onto her fingers, Nel started rubbing the blue-haired woman's engorged clitoris. Apache let out a surprised cry as Nel touched the sensitive nubbin.
Having been in a hightened state of arousal for so long, it was mere seconds before Apache felt that strange pressure start building in her groin again. "Wait!" she cried. "Nel, stop!" Nel responded not by stopping, but by speeding up. Apache gritted her teeth and tensed her muscles as she tried to keep the pressure from bursting her body.
However, there came a point that the pressure was too great for Apache to hold back. But instead of blowing her body apart, the pressure was released in waves of intense pleasure the likes of which Apache had never experienced before. She cried out in rapture and her legs shook as the waves surged through her. She threw her arms around Nel and hung on for dear life as her body continued seizing with every wave. "Yeah!" Nel exclaimed as Apache continued shaking beneath her. "That's it! Come!"
Gradually, the powerful waves of pleasure subsided and Apache came to rest against the stone roof of Las Noches, panting heavily. "Good girl," Nel cooed into Apache's ear. She removed her hand from Apache's briefs, but did not remove her hand from her pleated pants. She roamed Apache's pubic mound and her thighs, reveling in the copious fluids produced by the younger Arrancar's prolonged period of arousal combined with the juices expelled during her orgasm. As Apache's breathing began to return to its normal state, Nel asked, "Was that good for you?"
Apache slowly opened her eyes and looked at Nel. "What...What happened?" she asked.
"You had an orgasm," Nel responded nonchalantly. "It's what happens if you touch your pussy enough."
"It felt like I was going to explode."
"An orgasm isn't going to make you explode..." Nel then removed her hand from Apache's pants and displayed the juices covering her fingers. "...but it certainly makes your pussy erupt," she finished.
Apache's cheeks reddended and she averted her gaze. "Don't say things like that," she said.
"Why not?" said Nel.
"Because...I'm not a volcano," Apache responded. "There's one Arrancar that has volcanic powers, but not me. It's not because I'm embarrased or anything like that."
"Of course," said Nel. "There's no reason to be embarrased. It's just you and me up here. And you're just using me to teach you about sex anyway. That's what you were going to say, right?" Apache was dumbfounded by Nel's seeming ability to read her mind and know what she was about to say. "Well, I've just given you your first lesson. Now you know how good sex feels."
"So that was sex..." Apache said to herself. "But, when you had sex with Sun-Sun, you put your fingers in each other's..." The blue-haired woman paused, making sure that she remembered the term that Nel had used when she referred to the slit between a female's legs. "...pussies." she finished.
Nel grinned and said, "I think you're ready for lesson number two."
Nel got on her knees in front of Apache, untied the sash aroust the younger Arrancar's waist, and pulled off her pants to reveal her black briefs. Apache was completely passive, allowing Nel to do whatever she wanted. She pulled down Apache's briefs, leaving the younger Arrancar in only her black split-toe socks, white sandals, and fully unzipped jacket, allowing Nel to gaze upon her small but shapely breasts, the Hollow hole in the middle of her abdomen, her well-proportioned legs, and her wet vagina clearly visible through her sparse pubic hair.
After admiring Apache's practically nude form for a moment, Nel bent down between the Numero's legs and examined the younger woman's vulva. She used her left thumb and index finger to spread Apache's labia to inspect her opening. It was then that she discovered the source of pain that Apache felt when she tried to penetrate herself: she had an intact hymen. Nel brought her right middle finger to the entrance of Apache's pussy, but the Numero jumped back when she felt the contact. "Wait!" she exclaimed. "It hurts when I try to put my fingers in."
"Don't worry," said Nel. "It'll only hurt for a minute." Faster than the blink of an eye, Nel thrust her finger into the younger woman's folds.
Apache cried out in pain as Nel's finger tore through the membrane that covered the entrance of her sex. "Ah!" she cried. "It hurts!"
"You're so tight, Apache," Nel commented. Ignoring the younger Arrancar's cries of pain, she started moving her finger in and out of Apache's wet canal.
"No! Stop!" Apache protested.
"You wanted to learn about sex, didn't you?" Nel said. "I'm giving you a lesson."
With Nel's relentless thrusts aggravating the damaged tissue at her opening, Apache's survival instincts took over. She balled her right hand into a fist and attempted to fire a Bala at Nel so that she could escape. However, Nel caught the fist with her left hand and pinned Apache's arm to the ground, rendering the blue-haired woman unable to use the attack. "So aggressive," Nel said disapprovingly. She then smiled and said, "I'm going to have to fix that." She leaned forward and started kissing and sucking on the left side of Apache's neck, eliciting loud moans from the younger woman.
Despite the pain that she felt and the blood dripping from her opening, Apache was beginning to experience pleasure from Nel's finger. Her moans and cries of discomfort were soon replaced with moans and cries of delight as the pleasure intensified and overpowered the pain. At that point, Apache had stopped struggling against Nel and had started rocking her hips in time with the aqua-haired woman's thrusts. "You're beginning to enjoy it, aren't you?" Nel asked.
"N--No..." Apache gasped, lying in an attempt to save face.
"I'll make you feel even better." Nel brought her head down to Apache's exposed chest and sucked the blue-haired woman's right nipple into her mouth. Apache inhaled sharply as Nel's lips, tongue, and teeth worked their magic on her turgid nipple. Nel brought her thumb to Apache's clit and rubbed it with every thrust of her fingers into her pussy, causing Apache to arch her back and cry out in bliss. With her right arm still pinned to the ground, Apache wrapped her left arm around Nel's body and pulled her close, attempting to get as much stimulation from her mouth and fingers as possible.
Nel moved from Apache's right breast to her left, giving her left nipple the same attention that she had given her right. Her ring finger joined her middle finger inside Apache's pussy, filling her tight canal. The Numero panted heavily as the Espada pushed her closer and closer to another orgasm. She felt the pressure in her lower abdomen start building again as she approached her peak. Now familiar with the sensation and knowing that her body would not explode because of it, Apache accepted the feeling instead of holding back.
"ANH!" Apache cried as her muscles tensed up. That was the signal that the woman had reached her limit. Nel took it as her cue to bite Apache's nipple and pound her pussy as hard as she could. Apache screamed in ecstasy and her body shook violently as she experienced an orgasm even more powerful than her first. Her tight pussy contracted powerfully around Nel's fingers, coating the older Arrancar's hand with her girl-cum.
As Apache came down from her orgasm, Nel removed her hand from between the younger woman's legs and marveled at the juices dripping from her fingers. Although Nel had earlier satisfied her sexual apetite with Sun-Sun, the combined effects of the sight of Apache writhing beneath her, the sounds of her cries, the scent of her sweat, and the feeling of her juices covering her hand all served to reignite her lust. But what drove her desire through the roof was the sight of Apache's blood.
The sight of blood reminded Nel of the days before she became an Arrancar, when she still fed on souls. Although Nnoitora had spat out blood earlier during Nel's encounter with him, that time with Apache was different; it was up close, so close that Nel could smell it. And the fact that it was the blood of a young, lively woman made it all the more irresistable. And with her run-in with Nnoitora having already weakened her emotional stability, the memory of her days as a Hollow was the last straw and Nel's nature as a former Hollow was unleashed. "I can't take it any more!" she exclaimed. She peeled off her black crop top, exposing her round breasts and the Hollow hole between them, then dropped both her pants and her panties in one swift movement, revealing the bush of aqua-colored pubic hair between her legs, which was already wet with anticipation.
Apache was brought back to reality by the sensation of short, curly hair brushing against her lips and nose. She opened her eyes and was startled to find that Nel was straddling her, completely naked save for her black split-toe socks and white sandals with her pubic mound sitting mere centimeters above her face. She could see droplets of moisture clinging to Nel's pubic hair and the scent of the older Arrancar's arousal filled her nostrils. "Lesson number three," Nel said in a husky voice. "I've given you two mind-blowing orgasms, now you're going to return the favor. Stick out your tongue." As she stared up at the Espada, Apache felt that the Nel that was straddling her face was not the same Nel that had taught her the pleasure of sex. Although forceful, the Nel that had taught her about the pleasure of sex was a giver, willingly sending Apache to the heights of bliss twice. The Nel that was traddling her was like a completely different person, desirous and domineering, almost like a typical Hollow.
Too overwhelmed by the sensations that she was feeling to think straight, Apache could do nothing but comply with the older Arrancar's orders. Doing as she was told, she extended her tongue and felt it disappear into the thick forest of Nel's pubic hair. Feeling Apache's tongue tickling her pubes, Nel lowered her hips and the slick member entered her folds. Upon tasting Nel's juices, Apache's mind went blank and instinct took over. Acting entirely on autopilot, Apache began moving her tongue in and out of Nel's pussy just as Nel had done to her pussy with her fingers. Nel instantly started moaning as Apache tongue-fucked her. "Yeah," Nel moaned. "That's it." Bringing her right hand up to her chest to fondle her breasts, Nel brought her left hand down behind Apache's head and started moving it forward and back in a rhythm that she favored. She began rocking her hips with the same rhythm, driving the younger woman's tongue even deeper into her canal, causing her to arch her back and moan even louder.
"Apache," Nel said. "You know where my clit is, right?"
"Uh-huh," Apache responded.
"Lick it." Following Nel's orders, Apache removed her tongue from the older woman's hole and started licking the hard nubbin just above it. "Now put your fingers in my pussy." The blue-haired Arrancar brought her right hand to the entrance of Nel's sex and slipped her index and middle fingers into her wet folds. "Oh yeah," Nel moaned as Apache moved her fingers in and out of her pussy while licking her clit. "You're so good at this, Apache. You definitely knew how to do this at one time."
Remembering everything that she had seen Nel and Sun-Sun do to each other, Apache added another finger to the two that were already thrusting into the aqua-haired woman's vagina. "Oh, yes!" Nel cried, throwing her head back. She started rocking her hips faster and Apache followed Nel's lead, increasing the pace of her fingering and her licking to keep up with the rhythm that Nel was setting. "Oh, Apache," Nel moaned. "I'm so close. You're going to make me come. Oh!" Nel's moans and cries grew louder and louder as she approached her peak. She gripped the back of Apache's head and pulled the younger Arrancar deep into her muff and cried out, "Ah! I'm coming!" Nel arched her back and cried out in bliss as her orgasm hit. Her body shook uncontrollably and Apache was gifted with a splash of Nel's orgasmic juices. Intoxicated by the taste of Nel's cum, Apache lapped up all of the juices that she could.
"Oh, yeah," Nel panted as she came down from her pleasure high. "That was so good. Whew."
As the intensity in the air diminished, Apache became less caught up in the moment and conscious thought returned to her. "Hey Nel," she said, "how come it hurt so much when you put your fingers in my pussy but it didn't hurt you at all?"
"It hurts when your hymen is broken," Nel replied.
"'Hymen'?" Apache enquired.
"It's a membrane that covers the opening of a female's pussy. Some females don't have one though. Sun-Sun was a snake, so she didn't have one." Nel turned herself around so that Apache's pussy was in front of her face. "But you were a deer and I was an antelope, so both you and I had one. Aizen broke my hymen back when I first became an Arrancar and it hurt. But it only hurts the first time." She stroked Apache's labia and continued, "After the hymen is broken, it won't hurt any more."
Apache shuddered as Nel ran her fingers up and down the length of her slit. "It won't?" she asked.
Nel responded simply by slipping the index and middle fingers of her right hand back into the blue-haired Arrancar's pussy. Apache was surprised when Nel's fingers entered her without resistance and without pain. Nel started moving her fingers, causing Apache to moan. Seeing Nel's pussy staring her in the face, she too brought her right hand to Nel's slit and began fingering it as well.
Soon, both women were moaning and rocking against each other. Nel had two fingers inside Apache and Apache had three inside Nel. "Apache," Nel moaned, "lick my clit." Apache grabbed Nel's ass with her left hand and guided the older Arrancar's hips so that her clit was directly over her mouth. She extended her tongue and began lapping at the hard button. "Ah, yeah!" Nel cried as she felt Apache's tongue stimulate her clitoris. She brought her face down to Apache's pubic mound and licked her clit as well, eliciting loud moans from the blue-haired woman.
Even though her orgasm had released some of the aggression that had arisen from her Hollow nature, Nel still had a lingering desire to assert control over the younger woman, contrary to her more usual submissive behavior. She decided to assert her dominance in a subtle way by stretching Apache's already tight pussy. Apache winced as she felt her pussy stretched by a third finger entering her. Even though it caused her mild pain despite Nel's claim that it would only hurt once, Apache was too far gone to even care. In fact, she found that as long as the pain was mild enough, she enjoyed being dominated by Nel.
Due to the fact that Apache had spent an extended period of time in an aroused state, she had much more pent up tension than Nel did, meaning that Nel's ministrations pushed her closer to orgasm appreciably faster than it normally would have. Nel was only halfway to her next orgasm when Apache reached her peak again. Apache's muscles tensed up as she reached the edge of orgasm. However, just as Apache was about to come again, Nel pulled her fingers out of her pussy and retracted her tongue. "Raaaahhh!" Apache yelled out in frustration. "Nel, why did you stop?!" she cried.
"I've decided not to let you come just yet," said Nel with a devious grin on her face. "You're going to have to earn your orgasm this time. Make me come again and I'll give you your orgasm." Having been brought so close to the edge, Apache needed another orgasm. Hoping to make Nel come as quickly as possible so that she would grant her release, Apache thrust her fingers into Nel's pussy frantically and lashed at her clit with her tongue. Nel cried out in bliss and resumed stimulating Apache's aching vulva. Apache's muscles again started tensing up when Nel again stopped. Apache whimpered in discomfort as Nel again denied her her orgasm.
Apache began to realize that her muscles tensed up whenever she was about to come. Because of this, she felt that if she could keep from tensing her muscles, Nel might not know that she was on the edge again and would continue stimulating her, bringing her to orgasm. Doing her best to relax her body, Apache continued licking Nel's clit and pounded her pussy. Again, Nel started up again, shoving her fingers into Apache's vagina and licking her clitoris. Apache quickly felt the pressure within her abdomen build yet again, but managed to keep her pelvic muscles relaxed.
However, despite Apache's efforts, Nel could somehow tell that she was on the edge of coming again. Again, Apache was denied release. "NOOOOO!!!!" she screamed. "Stop torturing me!"
"No," said Nel. "Not until you make me come again."
Apache wracked her brain, trying to figure out how to make Nel come faster. It was then that she remembered how Nel had four of Sun-Sun's fingers inside her and how she enjoyed the pain of her pussy being stretched. Apache pushed four fingers onto Nel's wet canal and tried nibbling on the Espada's turgid clitoris. "Ah!" Nel yelped in pain. However, as Apache continued her assasult, the cry of pain was quickly replaced with cries of pleasure. "Oh, yeah! That's it," Nel moaned. "Fuck my pussy just like that!" Nel again started up her ministrations, causing Apache to start moaning in bliss again.
When Nel stopped stimulating Apache when she was on the edge again, the Numero was in desperate need of orgasm. The aching in her lower abdomen had returned and all of the tension that had been building up demanded release. At the end of her rope, Apache resorted to using Sonido to move her fingers in and out of Nel's pussy as fast as possible and she bit Nel's clit hard. Although Nel's Hierro prevented any serious damage to the sensitive nubbin, it still caused enough pain to bring tears to her eyes. "Oh, fuck!" she screamed. "Apache! I'm coming! I'm coming! UAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Nel started convulsing violently as a blast of Spiritual Pressure erupted from her body. Her vaginal muscles contracted around Apache's fingers with enough force to completely expel them from her pussy. With Apache's hand no longer inside her and closing off her pipes, the floodgates opened and a stream of orgasmic nectar poured out onto Apache.
The feeling of Nel's warm juices covering her face and chest and Nel's three fingers clenching inside her pussy were the last stimuli needed to push Apache over the edge and she was finally granted sweet release. She screamed in ecstasy as a massive orgasm rocked her body. Her hightened arousal combined with Nel's keeping her on the cusp of orgasm for an extended period of time resulted in a release far greater than her previous orgasms. Her body bucked and writhed and her limbs flailed wildly as the waves of orgasmic bliss shot through her. Juices spewed from her opening, creating a pool of girl-cum below her.
Nel's and Apache's cries of ecstasy echoed in each other's ears, keeping the aftershocks of their orgasms coming for several minutes before they collapsed against the stone roof of Las Noches. Apache nearly passed out from the intense feelings of her orgasms. However, she was brought back to reality when she felt someone flip her onto her stomach. "Restriccion," Nel announced. A band of spiritual energy wrapped around Apache's wrists and materialized into a magenta ribbon, binding her wrists behind her back. Because of Nel's lack of experience with the technique, the ribbons were tattered and torn, making them much weaker than the Restriccion that the more experienced Cirucci had used. Nel figured that Apache could have broken the ribbons had she been in peak condition but that she was significantly weakened by her orgasms.
"W--What is this?" cried Apache.
"It's a new technique that I've been toying with," Nel stated, pulling Apache onto her knees so that her ass stuck out toward her. "Cirucci taught it to me. Remarkable, isn't it?" Apache tried to pull her wrists apart but the ribbon would not come undone. "In your state, you won't be able to break free. Don't even try. You'll enjoy it more that way." Even though Nel's lust had almost been completely satisfied by the two orgasms that Apache had given her, she wanted to reserve whatever desire she had left so that she could prolong her session with Apache for as long as possible. Her Hollow nature had not yet been satiated and she was still high off of the feeling of being in complete control. She brought her right hand back between Apache's legs and shoved four fingers into her hole. The blue-haired woman cried out in pleasure and pain as Nel stretched her pussy, pressing against every square centimeter of her vaginal walls as she moved her fingers in and out of her. Nel moved her thumb to Apache's clit and started rubbing it, bringing forth more cries from the younger Arrancar.
Apache started moving her hips forward and back involuntarily, pushing Nel's fingers in and out of her pussy more forcefully. "You want more, huh?" said Nel. "I'll give you more." She brought her left hand to Apache's ass and inserted her thumb into the woman's anus.
Apache gasped and her eyes went wide as she felt Nel's digit enter another hole that she did not even know that she had. "Anh!" she cried as Nel started moving her thumb in and out of her puckered ass. She started struggling against her bonds but could not break free.
"Why are you struggling?" Nel asked. "Don't you like this?"
"Yes," Apache panted. "I like it."
"That's a good girl," Nel whispered into Apache's ear. She increased the pace of her ministrations, bringing forth more loud cries from Apache's throat.
Apache felt the pressure start building inside her again and she desperately hoped that Nel would not stop applying her ministrations just before she came. When Apache's muscles tensed up as she reached the edge of orgasm, Nel used her Sonido to slam into Apache even faster. Apache let loose a loud scream and she came hard. Her legs shook and her hips bounced up and down, bucking wildly into the air. Her vaginal and rectal muscles contracted around Nel's fingers as the waves of pleasure coursed through her.
Even as Apache came down from her orgasm, Nel continued fingering her. Apache was soon again moaning and crying in pleasure as Nel fingered her most sensitive spots. "Nel! Nel! Nel! Nel!" she cried over and over again as she reached her peak again. She experienced another orgasm and let out another scream as her body shook uncontrollably.
However, Nel would still not cease her assault on Apache's pussy, clit, and ass. The blue-haired Arrancar's clitoris was so sensitive after her orgasms that continued stimulation of the hard nubbin caused her pain. "Ah! Nel! Stop!" she panted. However, Nel only went faster. Apache started spasming as she climaxed yet again.
"Nel, please!" Apache cried with tears in her eyes as Nel continued. "I can't...come...any more!"
"Sure you can," said the aqua-haired Arrancar as she turned her ministrations up to full speed. Her fingers were a blur as they pounded in and out of Apache's holes and against her swollen clit.
"Ah! No! Nel! Ah! AH!!" Apache's body tensed up as she reached her peak yet again. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Apache let out a deafening scream as she was rocked by yet another massive orgasm. Her entire body convulsed violently and her vaginal muscles contracted powerfully enough to push Nel's fingers out of her pussy, a rush of girl-cum spewing out onto the stone below.
As the interval between Apache's muscle spasms started widening, Nel pulled her thumb out of the younger woman's ass with a loud popping sound. Apache was so high off of her arousal that even the small vibrations that the pop sent through her pelvic region were enough to send her flying into another powerful orgasm, which continued even after Nel stopped touching her. With Apache's ass still sticking into the air, Nel could clearly see both her vagina and anus rhythmically contracting.
After giving Apache an orgasm so powerful that it continued even after stimulation had stopped, Nel felt that the blue-haired woman's pussy and ass had endured enough punishment for one day. As such, she felt that it was time that she relieved what little sexual tension she had reserved for the finale. With Apache still coming without physical stimulation, Nel was free to use both of her hands on herself. She used her left hand to push four fingers into her pussy and used her right hand to frantically rub her clitoris, hoping to give herself one last orgasm before Apache's convulsions ceased. Nel cried out in bliss as she achieved her goal. She arched her back in pleasure and her legs shook uncontrollably as she came.
Slowly, over the course of several minutes, both women came down from their orgasms, the waves of pleasure becoming gradually less powerful and less frequent. Finally, as their orgasms ended, Apache collasped onto the stone beneath her and Nel collapsed on top of her. The ribbons around Apache's wrists evaporated as Nel lost the will to keep her Restriccion in effect. Even though Nel was exhausted, she was still conscious. Apache, on the other hand, had completely passed out from the sensory overload. Nel sighed in contentment as she stroked Apache's back, feeling her torso rise and fall as her labored breathing steadily returned to normal.
When she regained consciousness and opened her eyes, Apache saw Nel sitting next to her, watching her with a warm smile on her face. "Welcome back," she said cordially. Apache let out a deep, contented sigh. Not only had the uncomfortable aching feeling in her abdomen disappeared, not only had she experienced pleasure beyond what she could have ever imagined, but she was also relieved that Nel seemed to have returned to her old, friendly self. "How do you feel?" Nel asked.
"Like I've eaten all of the most powerful Hollows in the Menos Forest," Apache breathed. "And yet, at the same time, very hungry."
"I'll bet," Nel laughed. "Sex really takes a lot out of you. Most Arrancars don't need to eat or sleep. But I enjoy sex so much that I had to arrange mealtime and bedtime for me and by Fracciones."
Apache looked at her aqua-haired lover with tears in her eyes and said, "That was amazing, Nel. Thank you so much."
"It's the least I could do for a comrade in need." Nel then stood up and walked to where her clothes were strewn across the roof. Apache pushed herself up to a sitting position and watched as Nel redressed. "You should get dressed too," said Nel, "unless you want to have dinner in the kitchen completely naked."
"Ah, right," Apache said. The blue-haired Arrancar pulled the hem of her bra back down below her breasts, zipped up the jacket that she was still wearing, slipped into her briefs and pleated pants, and tied her sash around her waist. Nel, expecting Apache to follow her, started walking off toward the entrance to the roof. However, before she could get very far, Apache  reached out and grabbed her left hand. She placed her right hand on the crook of Nel's elbow and gazed up at the Espada with a brilliant smile that made it impossible for Nel to resist to urge to smile back. With Apache clinging to her arm, Nel escorted her back into Las Noches.

            After Nel and Apache had stopped by the kitchen to eat and restore their energy after their sexual escapade on the roof, Nel decided to escort Apache back to Halibel's palace so that she could avoid running into Nnoitora on the way back to her own palace. They walked through the sand in silence, Apache continuously clinging to Nel's arm with a silly smile on her face that nothing could wipe off.
As they arrived at the base of Halibel's palace, Apache said, "Thank you, Nel, for giving me this wonderful experience."
Nel nodded. "And don't forget," she said. "If you ever feel lonely, or if you have that horrible ache in your belly, you can give yourself pleasure with your fingers, the corner of a table, even the tip of your palace if you're feeling adventurous. Anything that you can fit between your legs can give you an orgasm, or as many orgasms as you can take."
"Thank you." Apache gave Nel one last brief, but passionate kiss before disappearing into her palace.
Nel sighed and said to herself, "Almost time for dinner too. I should get back before the others get worried." Nel turned around to begin her trek back to her own palace.

            Halibel was the first of the four new Arrancars to awaken from their slumber. Based on when they went to bed, Halibel estimated that it was about midnight as far as Nel was concerned. Much like the eternal night outside the walls of Las Noches, the eternally blue sky within the walls made it impossible to tell what time it was. However, most of the inhabitants of Las Noches had no need to know the exact time due to the fact that sleep was not a requirement for Arrancars unless they expended their energy through Cero, Bala, Sonido, Pesquisa, or with a sword release.
The blond-haired woman looked from side to side to see that Apache had returned and was sleeping soundly next to Sun-Sun. 'She must have returned while we were asleep,' Halibel thought to herself. The contented smile that Apache had on her face reassured her mistress that she was well.
As Halibel rose to look over Apache more closely, Mila Rose and Sun-Sun were roused from their slumber as well. "Good morning, Master Halibel," said Sun-Sun. "Or is it 'Good evening'?"
"What does it matter?" said Mila Rose. "It's not like we need sleep anyway."
"How do you suggest we greet Master Halibel if we don't know what time it is?"
"'Good day to you' will suffice," said Halibel.
"Yes, Ma'am. Good day to you," said Mila Rose.
"Good day to you, Master Halibel," said Sun-Sun.
"Right," Halibel responded. Leaning close to her blue-haired comrade, Halibel said, "Apache?"
"Mm...Nel..." Apache murmured, not awakening.
"'Nel'?" said Sun-Sun.
"Why is she dreaming about Nel?" Mila Rose wondered.
"It doesn't matter," Halibel said, standing up. "She looks happy. That's all that matters." Halibel then turned to Mila Rose and Sun-Sun and said, "How are you two feeling?"
Mila Rose jumped to her feet and responded, "Heh. As strong as a lion."
"And you, Sun-Sun?" Halibel asked.
"A little hungry," Sun-Sun responded, "but I feel no pain."
"Can you stand?"
"I will try." Sun-Sun pushed herself up onto her hands and knees and then lifted her hands from the ground, keeping her body upright sitting on only her knees. Slowly, she moved her legs, hoping that she was moving them in the correct way to lift herself onto her feet.
Sun-Sun moved her right foot forward, resulting in her kneeling on one knee. Shakily, she used her legs to push herself upward. Although she knew that she had the physical strength to stand, it was still difficult for her to balance herself, causing her to stagger as she rose. Halibel moved to stabilize her, but Sun-Sun raised her hand, motioning for her to stop. Although unstable, Sun-Sun was able to maintain balance as she rose. Although her body swayed from side to side as she struggled to remain upright, she successfully rose to her feet.
For a moment, Halibel and Mila Rose stood motionless, staring at Sun-Sun standing on her own. Sun-Sun looked down at her feet, astonished by her own ability to stand without the aid of others. "Master Halibel..." she breathed, "...I'm standing."
"Can you walk?" Halibel asked, trying to hide her excitement.
Sun-Sun watched her legs carefully as she moved one foot forward. She then moved her other foot forward. As she grew more accustomed to using her legs and feet, Sun-Sun grew more able to keep her balance as she walked. By the time that she had made a complete lap around the room, she had grown accustomed enough to balancing that her body barely swayed at all. She tended to trip over her own feet, but every time she did, standing back up was easier for her.
Halibel watched breathlessly as Sun-Sun walked up to her. For a moment, both women stared into each other's eyes. After a long moment of silence, Sun-Sun choked out, "Master Halibel...I did it...I walked."
Halibel breathed in a barely audible voice, "Good job, Sun-Sun. Good job." Tears coming to her eyes, Sun-Sun lept forward and threw her arms around Halibel. Halibel returned Sun-Sun's embrace, sheding a tear of joy as well.
Mila Rose groaned. "Getting all teary-eyed over something so trivial," she said.
"Mila Rose," said Halibel, glaring at her dark-skinned subordinate, "read the mood."
Mila Rose's eyes widened in fear at Halibel's icy stare. "Yes, Ma'am," she said. "Sorry."
Halibel pulled back to look at Sun-Sun. "You said you're hungry, right?"
"Yes, Ma'am," the green-haired woman responded.
"I wonder if Nel is awake to show us where the kitchen is."
"She told me yesterday," said Sun-Sun. "It's north of here, at the base of the five towers."
"Good," Halibel said. "Get dressed. We'll eat and then I'll go to the reservoir to see how much water I can produce without my Zanpakuto."
"Okay," said Sun-Sun, a little more happily than she had intended. She, Mila Rose, and Halibel began dressing themselves.
"This is the first time I've tried on this uniform," Sun-Sun said as she dressed.
"It's the first time you've worn anything," said Halibel.
After Halibel, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun were fully dressed, Mila Rose looked at their other companion and asked, "What about Apache?"
Halibel looked at Apache's sleeping form and said, "She seems to be enjoying her sleep. Let's not disturb her." Once they were all fully dressed, Halibel, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun exited the palace, leaving Apache is peace.

            Apache had no idea what time it was when she awoke. She had returned to the palace long after her comrades had fallen asleep and so was not surprised to find that, aside from her, the bed was vacant. However, she was not expecting the others to be away from the palace when she woke up. "Where is everyone?" she wondered.
Hoping to locate her companions, Apache tried using her Pesquisa to find them. She closed her eyes and focused her mind. She emitted a pulse of spiritual energy from her body that radiated out in all directions, hoping that it would react with the Spiritual Pressure of other beings in Las Noches in a way that she could locate them. Using the technique, Apache sensed the presence of various Arrancars in that quadrant of Las Noches, but the fortress was so large that the range of her Pesquisa did not extend beyond the center of the structure. However, at the very edge of her Pesquisa's range, she sensed Halibel, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun's Spiritual Pressures.
Having located her comrades, Apache opened her eyes, looked in the direction that she sensed their Spiritual Pressure from, and found that they were north of where she was. "They're at the kitchen," she said. "Heh. Sun-Sun must have needed a snack after having sex with Nel." Apache sighed and said, "Nel..." She lied back down, grabbed a pillow, and held it to her chest. "Last night was amazing. The first orgasm you gave me was the most incredible thing I ever felt. I'm sure Sun-Sun felt the same way. But at the end, it went far beyond that first one. You made me come again and again before I could catch my breath. How many orgasms did you give me last night? I have no idea. I blacked out before you stopped making me come. It really felt like I was exploding. I felt like I could have died and I wouldn't have cared." She held the pillow closer, closed her eyes, and said, "Nel...as long as I could die in your arms...I would be happy."
At that point, a familiar sensation came over Apache. Her face was hot, her pulse pounded in chest, and her pussy was wet. "This feeling," she said, her eyes opening. "It's the same as when I watched Nel have sex with Sun-Sun. Does this feeling mean...that my body wants sex?"
Apache then remembered what Nel had said to her the night before. 'If you ever feel lonely, or if you have that horrible ache in your belly, you can give yourself pleasure with your fingers.'
"That's right," Apache said. "I can make myself come. And I am lonely." Slowly, Apache's right hand moved down toward her crotch. "Nel..." she sighed, closing her eyes again. As she let the image of the aqua-haired Espada enter her mind, Apache brought her hand between her legs and pushed her middle finger into her pussy. She sighed as she felt the digit enter her. It did not hurt as it did when she tried to penetrate herself the day before, before Nel had broken her hymen. She began moving her finger in and out of herself, causing her to moan in pleasure.
As she fingered her pussy, Apache started involuntarily rocking her body forward and back. This caused her to rub her erect nipples against the pillow that she was holding. Feeling the soft fabric of the pillow rub against the sensitive nubbins sent shivers down the young Arrancar's spine and she shuddered in delight. She inserted her ring finger into her vagina and lightly thumbed her clit. Apache moaned loudly as she pleasured herself.
Apache had not been in a hightened state of arousal like she had the day before and she was not as aggressive with herself as Nel had been with her. This meant that it took a much longer time for her to reach orgasm. She inserted her index finger and then her pinky into her canal, stretching the walls of her tight pussy. She cried out in pleasure and pain and moved her fingers faster in and out of her vagina. She held the pillow close, digging her nipples into the fabric, causing her to gasp loudly. As she felt the pressure start building in her lower abdomen, she fingered her vagina and clitoris as fast as she could. "Oh my god!" she cried as her body went rigid. Apache cried out in bliss as she experienced her first self-induced orgasm. She gripped the pillow tightly and her legs shook uncontrollably. She felt her vaginal muscles contract around her fingers, coating them with her juice.
"Oh, that was good," Apache panted as she descended from her pleasure high. As she loosened her grip on the pillow she was holding to her chest, Apache realized that she felt unsatisfied. She needed to come again.
Apache rolled onto her back and threw the blanket off of herself, exposing her naked body. No longer confined by the blanket, she was more able to spread her legs, giving herself better access to her vulva. With her legs splayed open, she again pushed her middle and ring fingers into her pussy. Keeping her right hand between her legs, she used her left hand to fondle her small but well-shaped breasts. She squeezed her left breast, causing her to moan in pleasure. She squeezed her other breast, eliciting another moan. As she rolled and kneeded the mounds protruding from her chest, Apache felt her nipples harden again. She pinched her left nipple and she arched her back, letting out a gasp. Her hips started rocking against her hand, driving her fingers deeper into her wet folds. She shoved her other two fingers inside her, again experiencing the feeling of fullness that she had discovered that she loved.
After stimulating her breasts and vagina for several minutes, Apache felt another orgasm coming. She swiftly brought her left hand from her chest to her crotch and used it to rub her clit while continuing to penetrate her pussy with her right hand. With the full force of both hands working between her legs, Apache gave herself another orgasm, more powerful than the last. She screamed in ecstasy as her body seized, her hips thrusting high into the air with every wave of orgasmic bliss.
Apache was enthralled by the concept of self-service. She wanted to experience it in as many ways as possible. After having done it on her side and on her back, she decided to try in on all fours like she was when Nel gave her several orgasms in a row. Using her left hand to support her body, she brought her right and back to her vagina and penetrated herself.
"It feels so good," Apache moaned. "I...I can't get enough!" As she continued pounding her pussy harder and harder, she felt her left arm become week. Eventually, her arm gave out and she fell forward, her ass sticking into the air. With her left hand no longer in use, she was now free to use it to penetrate her anus like Nel had done. She brought her hand to her rear end, extended her middle finger, and inserted it into her ass. Apache cried out as she felt the digit enter her back door. With both holes filled, Apache moved her fingers in and out of them. However, Apache soon discovered that it would take a second finger to fill her ass to the same degree that Nel's thumb did. Wanting to relive the experience that she had had on the roof of Las Noches, she pushed her ring finger into her rectum, causing her to cry out even louder.
As Apache fucked both her pussy and her ass, she felt that she was neglecting her breasts. Without removing her fingers from either of her holes, Apache repositioned herself so that her chest rested on the pillow that she had held earlier. She started moving her body forward and back, rubbing her nipples against the pillow again. A loud moan came from Apache's throat as the stimulation returned to her nipples. Having learned how to pleasure her nipples in that position, Apache resumed the thrusting of her fingers into her holes.
The pressure in Apache's abdomen again started building as another orgasm approached. "OH, YEAAAAHH!!!" she screamed as she came again. Her legs shook violently and both her vaginal and rectal muscles contracted powerfully around her fingers. Girl-cum dripped from her pussy onto the futon below her as the waves of her orgasm coursed through her.

            Halibel, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun were finishing up their meals at the kitchen when they felt a wave of Spiritual Pressure radiate from the south. They could feel the Spiritual Pressure as that belonging to their other companion. "What in the world is going on back there?" Sun-Sun wondered.
"That's the third time in the past fifteen minutes that Apache's released her Spiritual Pressure like that," said Mila Rose.
"We're done here," said Halibel, returning her empty tray. "Sun-Sun, Mila Rose, go back to the palace and find out what's going on. I'll be at the reservoir."
"Yes, Ma'am," Sun-Sun and Mila Rose said in unison. They returned their trays and started on their way back to the palace.

            Apache had lost count of how many times she had made herself come. Not only was it a great way to pass the time, it also seemed to calm the aggressive tendancies that she had as a former Hollow. "This must be...why Nel...loves this so much," Apache gasped as she came down from another orgasm.
The blue-haired woman had tried multiple positions for pleasuring herself: on her side, on her back, on all fours, on her stomach, on her knees, sitting up, standing while leaning against a wall. After trying out munerous positions with all of her comrades still nowhere in sight, Apache remembered something else that Nel had said: 'Anything that you can fit between your legs can give you an orgasm.'
"Anything?" Apache asked herself. Her thoughts returned to the pillow that she had been making use of. She thought that if the pillow were so effective at stimulating her nipples, perhaps it would be similarly effective at stimulating her clit. Apache set the pillow on its edge, straddled it, and held it upright between her thighs. Holding the pillow to make sure that it was positioned properly between her legs, she began rocking her hips. She started moaning as she felt the fabric of the pillow rub against her swollen clitoris. Knowing that the pillow's postioning between her legs was correct, Apache no longer needed her hands for any repositioning and so was free to use them to stimulate her breasts and ass. She fondled and groped her breasts with her left hand, pinching and twisting her nipples with her thumb and index finger, while she used the middle and ring fingers of her right hand to penetrate her anus. She arched her back and moaned in pleasure as she pleasured her breasts and ass with her hands and her clit with the pillow.
"Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah," Apache moaned over and over again as she rocked her hips faster, grinding her pussy against the pillow more forcefully. It was amazing how an inanimate object like a pillow could produce so much pleasure, bringing her closer to orgasm so quickly. "Oh, yeah!" Apache cried as she reached her peak, closing her eyes tightly. Her muscles tensed up and she involuntarily clenched her left hand into a fist, squeezing her breast so strongly that it hurt.
With her back turned to the doorway, Apache did not notice Mila Rose and Sun-Sun return. "What are you doing?" said Mila Rose. The blue-haired woman's eyes shot open when she heard the voice. Mila Rose was looking at Apache with a look of confusion on her face while Sun-Sun was covering her mouth with one hand in surprise. Hastily, Apache removed her hands from her breasts and ass and stopped rocking her hips. However it was too late, she was already coming. Her back arched and she fell forward, moaning in bliss as her legs shook. With Apache's ass in the air facing her comrades, Mila Rose and Sun-Sun could clearly see her vagina and anus contracting, juices dripping from her spasming pussy and soaking into the fabric of the pillow.
"N-No..." Apache stuttered as she continued shaking. " Ah! D-D-Don't...look...at me. Oh!"
Despite Apache's plea for them to not look, Mila Rose and Sun-Sun continued watching until Apache's spasms stopped. With tears of shame in her eyes, Apache threw the blanket over herself and hid her face.
Sun-Sun walked over to the futon and pulled the blanket away to look her companion in the eye. "Apache..." she said slowly, "...where did you learn to do that?"
Mila Rose looked at Sun-Sun and said, "Sun-Sun, you know what she was doing?" Sun-Sun opened her mouth, but then closed it and averted her gaze, her cheeks reddening.
Without the blanket to hide her, Apache could do nothing but answer Sun-Sun's question. "Nel taught me to do it," she said quietly.
"Nel did?" said Sun-Sun, her eyes widening.
"Yeah," Apache responded. "Last night after you went to sleep."
"Nel taught you to pleasure yourself?" Sun-Sun said slowly.
"She didn't tell you that you could touch yourself like this, did she?" said Apache with a smirk. "You thought only another person could give you pleasure."
Sun-Sun's face turned bright red as Apache said those words. "You were watching?" she exclaimed.
"Heh. You were too oblivious to notice me. Nel noticed me as soon as I came back."
"But...if she knew you were there, why would she continue giving sex to me?"
"Maybe she got more aroused knowing that I was watching."
"If she were so aroused by you, then I wouldn't be the one that Nel decided to give sex to."
"Obviously you couldn't satisfy her. She gave me sex afterwards."
"She wouldn't do that! She...She told me I was beautiful."
Apache's eyes widened. "She told you what?"
Sun-Sun covered her mouth with one hand, hiding the smirk that had graced her lips. "Oh. Nel didn't tell you that you were beautiful, did she? I can tell she prefers graceful, sophistocated women like me."
Apache stood up and put her face in front of Sun-Sun's. "If she likes you so much," she growled, "then why wouldn't she give you multiple earth-shattering orgasms in a row so powerful that you passed out? How many orgasms did she give you, five? She has to have given me at least eight! And I doubt you even came hard enough to lose consciousness!"
That time, Sun-Sun was the one whose eyes widened. "Why would she do that to you but not to me?"
"It obviously means that she likes me more!"
"Did she give you a massage?" Sun-Sun asked. "Did she help you gain use of your limbs? No! She cares enough about me to help me do what I couldn't do before! What can you do besides pleasure yourself? Nel wouldn't do it for you so you had to do it yourself! Alone!"
Apache's eyes went wide with terror as Sun-Sun talking about her being alone caused the memory of a time before meeting Halibel to flash into her mind. She remembered being chased by a large, male Adjucha with many legs, many arms, a mask with a large crest on its head that resembled that of a pterodactyl, and large, powerful jaws. The beast had chased Apache into a corner and her attacks had no effect on it. It was the time of Apache's life at which she felt the most helpless. For a moment, Sun-Sun transformed into that male Adjucha in Apache's eyes and Apache believed that she was a dear again, fighting for her life again. She threw a punch at her would-be killer, hitting Sun-Sun in the stomach. Sun-Sun was sent flying across the room, but her Hierro prevented any serious injury to her body, allowing her to regain her balance before colliding with the wall. She jumped off of the wall and back toward Apache, tackling her to the ground.
Apache fired a Bala at Sun-Sun, but the green-haired woman rolled to the side, dodging the blast. Sun-Sun fired a Bala of her own, but Apache countered with another Bala, resulting in an explosion that sent both women crashing into the walls at opposite ends of the room.
"Why?" Sun-Sun groaned as she got to her feet. "Why would Nel have sex with you when she already has me?"
"Why would Nel leave me all alone?" Apache groaned, getting to her feet as well.
It was at that time that Mila Rose, whom had been watching in confusion as the scene unfolded, noticed that both Apache and Sun-Sun had tears in their eyes. 'What's happened here?' the dark-skinned woman wondered. Although the three of them had had many verbal battles over the years and had occassionally smacked each other around, Mila Rose had never seen a battle between her two partners as heated or deathly serious as the one that was taking place before her. For the first time, she was afraid that one of them would not live to fight again.
"You..." Sun-Sun exclaimed. "You are not going to take Nel away from me!" She extended her left arm toward Apache and a magenta ball of energy formed in her hand as she began charging a Cero.
"I won't let you have Nel! Ever!" Apache began charging a Cero of her own, a ball of red energy forming at the tip of the horn on her Hollow mask.
'This isn't right,' Mila Rose thought to herself. 'Why are they so fired up about Nel? Just what did Nel do to them?'
As their Ceros completed charging, both Sun-Sun and Apache screamed at each other, "DIE!!!"
Suddenly, both Apache and Sun-Sun were hit in the chest by bullets of orange energy, knocking them on their backs and causing their Ceros to be fired into the air, blowing a hole through the ceiling. Having been knocked back to their senses, they sat up to see what had knocked them down. They saw Mila Rose standing between them, her arms extended at both of them, having hit them both with Balas. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" the dark-skinned Arrancar said. "You blew a goddamn hole in Master Halibel's ceiling, you dumb bitches!"
Apache's and Sun-Sun's breath caught. They both looked up to see that instead of a golden ceiling was a blue sky. Realizing the damage that they had caused to their palace, just how close they had come to killing each other, and the fact that Nel had betrayed them, they both broke down and wept. "Why, Nel?" Apache cried. "Why?"
"Just what the hell did that woman do to you?" said Mila Rose. "What did she do to reduce you both to such a sorry state? She's not going to get away with this. I don't care if you're big-talking weaklings that always cause trouble for me and Master Halibel, nobody hurts my friends!"
Apache and Sun-Sun stared stunned at Mila Rose as she stormed out of the palace. When Mila Rose was out of sight, they both looked at each other, surprised by how their partner had expressed compassion for them and called them her friends. They pushed themselves to their feet and approached one another. When they were in front of each other, they stopped and stood in silence for a long while as they attempted to make sense of what had occurred moments before. Something had happened that had made them ready to kill each other and Mila Rose's declaration reminded them that they were all friends and that such a feud should never have transpired between them.
"Sun-Sun," Apache broke the silence. "I'm..." She averted her gaze, embarrassed by what she was about to say. "I'm sorry."
Sun-Sun looked at Apache for a moment before responding, "I'm sorry too."
"You're pretty strong for someone who learned to walk only yesterday." Apache extended a hand toward her green-haired partner.
"I wouldn't say I'm strong," said Sun-Sun. "It's just you who's weak." She extended her hand as well, took Apache's hand, and shook it.

            Meanwhile, Nel, Pesche, and Dondochakka were getting ready to start their day. As Pesche and Dondochakka prepared breakfast for the three of them, they discovered that they were running low on food. In an attempt to reduce her chances of running into Nnoitora every time she traveled between her palace and the kitchen, Nel had resorted to taking large quantities of food and keeping stockpiles of it at her palace so that the three of them could have easy access to it without the need to take a trip to the kitchen. However, now that they were running low on food, Nel had to go back to the kitchen to stock up. "I think I'll leave a bit early," said Nel, picking up the dishes and utensils after they had finished breakfast. "I want to visit Halibel and see how she's adjusting to life here."
"Don't take too long, Master Nel," Pesche said.
"Yeah. We'd get worried if you didn't come back, you know what I'm talkin' about?" said Dondochakka.
"Don't worry," Nel reassured. "I'll be back in time for lunch." After grabbng a small blanket to use as a sack for carrying things, Nel made her exit.

            Deep in the bowels of his palace, Szayelaporro Grantz was in his laboratory, still at work trying to perfect the red liquid preservative that would be used to keep his prosthetic penises alive while not in use. The laboratory was a dark room, the walls lined with various jars filled with various substances and samples. From the ceiling hung the bodies of Hollows that the pink-haired scientist conducted experiments on.
As Szayelaporro took measurements of the different chemicals in his improved formula for the preservative, the large, terracotta doors that served as the entrance to the laboratory from the rest of his palace swung open, casting a bright light into the dark room. Szayelaporro, shielding his eyes from the light that streamed in from the rest of his palace, turned toward the doorway to see who it was that had opened the doors. "Who's there?" he asked.
"Szayelaporro Grantz," said the woman that stood on the other side of the doors. As his eyes adapted to the brighter conditions of the room, Szayelaporro made out the figure of Nel in the doorway.
"Nelliel tu Odelschwanck," said Szayelaporro, angered by the Espada's intrusion. "I don't recall giving you permission to enter my laboratory." He then smiled and said, "As recompense for entering my laboratory uninvited, will you be my test subject for a new device that I invented?"
"Give me one of your prosthetic dicks and I'll consider it," Nel said. "I know you made more after Cirucci stole your other one."
Szayelaporro laughed at Nel's remark. "I should have known that was what Cirucci used my prosthetic for. How did it feel to have it inside you? Tell me everything. I must make a record of how well it worked."
"Szayelaporro," said Nel with an unsettlingly calm smile, "don't be stingy." She extended a hand toward the pink-haired man and said, "Cough it up."
Sweat dripped down Szayelaporro's brow as Nel spoke. "Uh, r-right," he stammered. He went to one of his shelves where Nel noticed he kept a number of tanks containing the red liquid with prosthetic penises suspended in them. He picked up one of the tanks and handed it to Nel. "Please return this one," he said. "I've made significant modifications to the prototype. I need to document how it holds up after it's been used."
"You just want to sample the traces of Spiritual Pressure I leave behind on it, don't you, Szayelaporro?" Nel said, putting the tank into the sack that she had made out of the blanket.
As Nel left, Szayelaporro called out to her, "I'm going to test out my new device on you whether you want me to or not."
"I'll keep that in mind," Nel called back, believing that Szayelaporro's claim was simply a delusion of his that he would never get a chance to actually carry out.

            Having taken a detour to collect a prosthetic dick from Szayelaporro, Nel did not need to pass by Nnoitora's palace to get to the kitchen. After dropping off the dishware, Nel collected enough food to last for several days, storing it in plastic containers for transport. After putting the food containers into her blanket, Nel exited the base of the towers. She then closed her eyes and attempted to use her Pesquisa to locate Halibel. She was able to locate Apache and Sun-Sun's Spiritual Pressure at their palace and she detected the Spiritual Pressures of Nnoitora and his Fraccion Tesla Lindocruz at their palace, but she could not sense Halibel's Spiritual Pressure anywhere within a 10-kilometer radius.
Nel opened her eyes and said to herself, "I wonder if she went to that reservoir she told me about. Come to think of it, I don't even know where it is. I've never seen it. I wonder where it could be." It was then that Nel remembered a control room in the fourth tower that she had walked past on her way between her palace and the Espada meetings that Aizen held. She turned around, walked back toward the towers, and made her way to the fourth tower.
Inside the tower, Nel found the control room that she had seen. After taking a quick peek inside to make sure that nobody was there, she entered the control room and looked around. The room was dark, illuminated only by a row of red lights lining the walls to the left and right of the entrance. On the far wall was a red control panel that spanned the length of the wall, illuminated by yellow lights above it. Nel set down the blanket on the floor and sat down on the large, white chair in front of the control panel and investigated the controls. On the control panel, she noticed a series of blue lines running across it, resembling the layout of a maze. "This must be a map of Las Noches," the aqua-haired Arrancar said to herself.
After looking over the map for a bit, Nel saw a large, blue square at the endpoint of one of the blue lines. Nel identified the positon of the square as just beyond the southwest corner of Las Noches. "Is that the reservoir?" she wondered. It was then that Nel noticed a yellow icon sitting at a point that two lines intersected. She touched the icon with her fingers and moved it across the panel, tracing the paths of the lines. As she did this, the icon followed the path her fingers took and the blue lines turned red as the icon passed over them. "Is this a way to change the passageways within Las Noches?" she said. "I didn't know such a thing was possible." She smiled to herself and said, "But this should make things much easier for me."
Nel played with the layout for a bit, altering the corridors of Las Noches to create the easiest path for her to reach the reservoir. After she had created the new path for herself, she stood up, picked up the blanket, and walked out of the control room. "I've always known tha Aizen was intelligent," she said to herself as she made her way through the corridors toward the reservoir, "but I haven't given him credit where it was due. That's quite an amazing contraption."
As Nel made her way through the halls of Las Noches, she came across a corridor with a long row of doors to her left. Although the doors were large, they were notably smaller than most of the doors that Nel came across in Las Noches. "This must be the prison wing," she woman said to herself as she continued down the corridor.
Suddenly, one of the doors swung open and someone pulled Nel through it. Nel was thrown to the far end of the room into a set of metal bars that covered a small window, beyond which the moon of Hueco Mundo loomed. The containers of food that she was carrying were strewn across the floor and the tank housing the prosthetic penis shattered, leaving the prosthetic on the floor with glass and preservitive liquid around it. "What the hell?" Nel said. "Who's there?" The room was so dark that Nel could not make out whom the other person was. Although moonlight streamed into the room through the window, the only thing that it fell upon was a small portion of the red, Middle-Eastern style rug on the floor. Some reflected light illuminated a large, blue couch sitting on the left side of the room, but it was still too dark at the entrance to the room for Nel to make out whom it was that had attacked her.
After closing the door, the figure stepped toward Nel, passing into the moonlight as she did so. Nel was surprised to see that it was Franceska Mila Rose who stood before her. "Mila Rose?" said Nel. The expression on the dark-skinned Arrancar's face indicated that she was infuriated by something. "I didn't sense you there," Nel said with a smile, hoping to lighten the mood with a compliment. "You've gotten good at hiding yout presence."
Mila Rose grabbed the collar of Nel's jacket, lifted Nel above the ground, and pushed her against the wall. "Just what the hell did you do to Apache and Sun-Sun?" she growled.
"What did I do to them?" said Nel, puzzled by the question.
"Those two were..." Mila Rose huffed. "They were crying. They were ready to kill each other over something you gave them. 'Sex,' they called it."
"They were fighting over sex?" said Nel. She then laughed and said, "They were fighting over something as trivial as that?"
"Is something funny about this?" Mila Rose raged. "I don't know what this 'sex' is, but I won't forgive anyone who makes my friends cry. Tell me what the hell you did to them!"
"All I did was teach them what it means to be a woman," Nel responded.
"What the hell does that mean?" said Mila Rose. "We've known about the differences between males and females for years. Males have that thing between their legs and females don't." Just then, Mila Rose's expressiong changed from one of anger to one of thoughtfulness. "Wait," she said, dropping Nel. "Now that I think about it, when we came back, Apache was pushing a pillow between her legs. She said you taught her how to do that. Just what was she doing?"
"The way you describe it," said Nel, getting to her feet, "Apache was masturbating. It's a way of giving yourself pleasure when nobody is there to give it to you."
"Pleasure?" Mila Rose asked. "Why would Sun-Sun care about Apache's pleasure? Why would Apache care about Sun-Sun's pleasure?"
"It's only natural for one to want something that feels good. This is especially true for Hollows. I helped Apache and Sun-Sun feel good. They were probably worried that if I pleasured one of them, the other one would lose the source if their pleasure."
"Does pushing a pillow between your legs really feel good?"
"Not just a pillow," said Nel. "Anything you can fit between your legs can give you pleasure. I only used my hands, my mouth, and my hips to have sex with Apache and Sun-Sun. Apache much have learned how to use the pillow on her own."
"There's that word again: sex. You say you used your mouth and your hands to give Apache and Sun-Sun pleasure." Mila Rose then pushed Nel to her knees and dropped both her pleated pants and her briefs, exposing the thick forest of brown hair between her legs. "Show me what you did."
Nel's breath caught as she stared at the other woman's bush. She wanted to save her energy for her encounter with Halibel, but Mila Rose's forcefulness and demanding tone of voice forced Nel's masochistic desires to surface. She felt compelled to oblige every order that Mila Rose gave her. Using her left hand to gently grab Mila Rose's right hip, Nel used her right hand to part Mila Rose's thick pubic hair in order to more easily find her opening. When she saw Mila Rose's pussy, Nel was disappointed to find that her clit was hidden behind its hood and that her labia were dry. Mila Rose was not aroused. Because of this, Nel knew that she would have to start slowly and get Mila Rose warmed up before engaging with her in the sexual act.
Nel unzipped her jacket, shucked it off of her shoulders and took off her gloves. She gently kissed Mila Rose's mound and used her hands to stroke her hips, buttocks, and thighs. Mila Rose let out a sigh as Nel carressed her. Nel tilted her head to the left and kissed Mila Rose's right inner thigh, causing the dark-skinned Arrancar to moan. Nel then tilted her head to the right and did the same to Mila Rose's left thigh.
Moving her hands up Mila Rose's body, she daintily extended her tongue and lightly pressed it against the opening to Mila Rose's sex. The Numero let out a loud moan as Nel slowly licked up and down the length of her slit. Nel's hands slipped under the hem of Mila Rose's jacket and gently grabbed her large breasts. "Ah..." Mila Rose moaned as Nel played with the round orbs proudly protruding from her chest.
After several minutes of fondling Mila Rose's breasts and tonguing her pussy, Nel finally started to taste the other woman's vaginal juices. Her tongue ventured upwards and felt that Mila Rose's clit had enlarged considerably, emerging from its hood. When Mila Rose's clit was tucked into its hood, it was difficult for Nel to tell how large it was. However, now that it had become erect and extended out from its hood, Nel used her tongue to determine that it was unusually large, almost as big as Cirucci's. "Ooohhh!" Mila Rose moaned loudly as Nel's tongue touched the sensitive nubbin. That was the sign that indicated that Mila Rose was ready to experience sex.
Having determined the size of Mila Rose's clitoris, Nel began flicking the bean with her tongue. "Aahh...Oohh...Mmm..." Mila Rose moaned as Nel stimulated her tumescent clit. The aqua-haired woman retracted her hands from Mila Rose's jacket to concentrate her efforts on the other woman's genital region. "Grrr!" Mila Rose groaned in frustration as Nel's hands left her breasts. Wanting to continue experiencing the sensation of having her breasts groped, Mila Rose unzipped her jacket and pulled her sports bra up to her neck, causing her massive breasts to spill out. Her hands immediately went to the round globes and she fondled them. With stimulation returned to her breasts, Mila Rose again started moaning in pleasure.
Nel held Mila Rose's hip's as she wrapped her lips around the dark-skinned Arrancar's turgid clit. Mila Rose arched her back and growled in pleasure. "Oh, yeah!" she groaned. "Oohh! Aahh!"
Keeping her mouth firmly planted against Mila Rose's clitoris, Nel brought her right hand to the woman's pussy. She attempted to insert a finger into Mila Rose's hole, but was met with resistance when she felt the brown-haired woman's hymen. Based on her knowledge of feline anatomy and of how mild vaginal trauma caused ovulation in female cats, Nel expected that if she were to pop Mila Rose's cherry, she would receive no objections from her. She pushed forward and broke through the membrane at the entrance of the dark-skinned woman's sex.
Mila Rose roared in pain and Nel was met with a hard knee to the jaw, sending her crashing into the wall yet again. "What the fuck are you trying to pull?!" Mila Rose roared at Nel. She brought a hand between her legs, allowed the liquid from her opening to seep onto her fingers, and inspected her fingers to find blood on them. "You bit me?"
"No," Nel groaned as she sat up. She opened her mouth and said, "See? No blood."
"What the fuck did you do to me?" cried Mila Rose.
"Most females have a membrane at the opening of their pussies called the hymen. It has to be broken in order to put anything into the pussy."
"And why would I want anything inside my pussy?"
"Once the pain subsides, it feels really good to have fingers or anything else inside you. I exerienced a good deal of pain when my hymen was broken too."
"Shut up. I don't want to hear it." Mila Rose grabbed the back of Nel's head with her right hand, pulled her face into her muff, and used her left hand to hold Nel's wrists behind her back. "Keep doing what you were doing before," she ordered.
"Y--Yes," Nel stammered, surprised by Mila Rose's actions. Defying Nel's expectations, she had reacted violently to the pain of being deflowered, but still had so much of a desire to continue that she would press her pussy against Nel's face. It was Mila Rose's aggression that drove Nel wild with desire, driving her to put all that she had into fucking Mila Rose's huge clit with her mouth.
"Unh! Unh! Hah!" Mila Rose grunted, thrusting her hips against Nel's face as the aqua-haired woman pleasured her clit. Mila Rose was by far the most vocal woman that Nel had ever had sex with. Even Cirucci, the most domineering sexual partner that Nel had ever had, was never as loud as Mila Rose was when Nel pleasured her. The Numero's vocalizations grew louder still, the interval between each grunt and groan growing shorter and shorter, signalling that she was getting close to coming. "I...I can't stop!" Mila Rose panted. She then let out a thunderous, deep-throated roar and her hips started bucking wildly. Mila Rose was thrown to her hands and knees by the force of her own hips, knocking Nel onto her back. Nel felt the back of her head collide with the floor over and over again as Mila Rose's pussy continued slamming against her face, the dark-skinned woman's juices splashing every which way from the force.
As Mila Rose's convulsions began to die down, Nel thought about how different her session with Mila Rose was turning out to be from those of her previous sexual experiences. Both Sun-Sun and Apache had protested when they felt the pressure of their impending orgasms start to build inside of them. Even Nel had spoken out when she felt the pressure building during the first time that she had sex. Mila Rose, on the other hand, had only pulled Nel's face closer as her orgasm approached. Nel could only speculate as to why Mila Rose kept going when every other female that she knew, including herself, resisted their orgasms for fear of their bodies exploding. Her only guess was that the trauma of having her hymen broken had caused a hormonal surge, resulting in Mila Rose's instinct to complete the sexual act taking over.
"Oh, wow," Mila Rose breathed as she rolled to her left, off of Nel. Propping herself up into a sitting position with her left hand, she used her right to gently stroke her nether region. She played with her thick pubic hair, enjoying the feelings of the curly hairs between her fingers and the juices that beaded from them. Nel sat up as well, facing Mila Rose. As the brown-haired Arrancar took notice of Nel's movement, the Espada grabbed the hem of her black crop top and peeled it off of her body, revealing her breasts and Hollow hole. Seeing Nel rid herself of her top, Mila Rose pulled off her already-unzipped jacket, exposing her shoulders and arms. Nel pulled the sports bra up and off of Mila Rose, leaving her topless. She then got down on her knees and pulled off Mila Rose's pants and panties where they were sitting at her ankles, leaving the Numero naked save for her black split-toe socks and white sandals. Nel then sat in Mila Rose's lap and pressed their lips together. Although she had never experienced locking lips with anyone before, feeling Nel's mouth against hers still helped to stoke the flame that had started burning in Mila Rose's soul. She wrapped her arms around Nel and sucked hungrily on the aqua-haired woman's lips. Nel extended her tongue into Mila Rose's mouth, prompting the brown-haired woman to wrap her lips around it as well.
Nel's nipples hardened as she grew more aroused, causing them to dig into Mila Rose's breasts. Mila Rose threw her head back and groaned in pleasure as she felt the other woman's nipples press against her own. Nel brought her lips to the place where Mila Rose's soulder met her neck and suckled at her flesh, eliciting more moans from the dark-skinned Arrancar's throat.
Suddenly, Mila Rose grabbed Nel's hair and pulled her head away from where she was kissing and sucking. Mila Rose shuffled backward so that her back rested against the base of the couch and she pushed Nel's head between her legs once more. Nel took the hint and wrapped her lips around Mila Rose's vulva. The Numero again started growling in bliss as Nel pleasured her pussy. Having already broken Mila Rose's hymen, Nel felt that she could penetrate her without the same violent reaction that she had had earlier. Nel brought her right hand below her mouth and slipped her index finger into Mila Rose's folds. Sure enough, she encountered no resistance and Mila Rose reacted by letting out a pleasured moan instead of attacking her. The Espada moved her finger in and out of Mila Rose's pussy and the Numero groaned even louder.
"Oh, yeah," Mila Rose grunted. "That feels so good, Nel. Oh." Keeping her right hand firmly planted against the back of Nel's head, she brought her left hand to her chest and fondled her huge breasts. When she pinched her right nipple, she gave out a loud groan and her hips seized up in response to the unexpected electric shock that she felt radiating from the sensitive nubbin. The movement of her hips pushed her large clit against Nel's face, forcing it into the aqua-haired woman's mouth as if it were a miniature penis. Continuing to move her finger in and out of the other woman's pussy, Nel sucked on the turgid clitoris that was already inside her mouth. Mila Rose roared in ecstasy as Nel stimulated her button, arching her back and pulling Nel's face even deeper into her muff.
"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Mila Rose yelled over and over again as her second orgasm approached. Her hips thrust forward and back powerfully as Nel pushed her closer and closer to the edge. "Oh my GOD!" Mila Rose cried out as she felt the pressure in her groin reaching its limit. She then let out another screaming roar and her body started convulsing. Nel was knocked back by the force of Mila Rose's hips as they bucked high into the air with every wave of orgasmic bliss.
Nel watched in awe as Mila Rose thrashed about in front of her. The Espada had never witnessed anybody orgasm with the ferocity that Mila Rose did. Her convulsions were more powerful and her screams much louder than any other person that Nel had had sex with. She could only sit on her butt in stun as Mila Rose's orgasm took its course.
As the last of Mila Rose's muscle spasms died down, the Numero pushed herself forward and threw herself on top of Nel. She sucked on Nel's lips hungrily, invading the Espada's mouth with her tongue. She moved her hands up and down Nel's body feverishly, groping and squeezing any piece of flesh that she could touch. She pressed her full body weight against Nel and both women moaned into each other's mouths as they felt their rock-hard nipples press and rub against one another. Nel was impressed by Mila Rose's stamina. Even after she had given her two seemingly monstrous orgasms, the dark-haired Arrancar was still raring to go.
Mila Rose started moving down Nel's body, sucking and biting Nel's flesh on the way down. She lingered when she came face-to-face with Nel's breasts, hungrily sucking on her pink nipples. Nel felt Mila Rose nibble and bite the sensitive nubbins, causing her to cry out in both pleasure and pain.
However, Mila Rose did not let Nel's breasts distract her from her true mission for long. She moved further down Nel's body until she found the hem of her trousers. She literally tore off Nel's pants and panties to get to the treasure chest that was buried underneath. After she had rid Nel of her pants, Mila Rose grabbed the aqua-haired woman's hips and dove between her thighs. Nel moaned in pleasure as the dark-skinned woman ate her out, thirstily lapping up the juices that dripped from her pussy. "Oh, Mila Rose!" Nel exclaimed.
"You like that, huh?" said Mila Rose, staring up at Nel from between her legs.
"Oh yeah," Nel moaned in reponse. "I love it."
Mila Rose found Nel's clit and bit it, causing Nel to scream in pain. "Ah!" she cried with tears in her eyes. "No! Stop!"
"No," Mila Rose growled. "I'm not letting you get away with making my friends cry." It was at that point that Mila Rose noticed the black, cylindrical object lying on the floor nearby. At fifteen centimeters in circumference, the brown-haired woman thought that it might have been suitable for causing Nel pain if she penetrated her pussy with it. She grabbed the object, positioned its head at the entrance of Nel's sex, and pushed it into her. Nel cried out as she felt her pussy stretched open by the prosthetic. Even though it was not being used as a penis and had not yet taken on the characteristic appearance of one, it served the same purpose as a dildo. Nel moaned and cried in pleasure and pain as Mila Rose rammed the object in and out of her, all the while holding her clitoris between her teeth and biting down on it.
"Oh my God!" Nel cried. "I can't take it any more! I'm going to come! UAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Nel threw her head back and her body quaked as her orgasm hit. The pain that Mila Rose inflicted set Nel's soul ablaze, bringing about an orgasm with an intensity that Nel had previously experienced only after one or two preceding orgasms. However, Mila Rose's aggressiveness had caused Nel to experience her first orgasm with that same intensity. Her vaginal muscles contracted around the prosthetic and Mila Rose was gifted with a splash of her honey.
After lapping up the juices that Nel's orgasm had produced, Mila Rose moved back up her body and pressed their lips together again. Nel moaned as she tasted her own cum on the Numero's mouth. As she locked lips with Nel, Mila Rose did not remove the prosthetic from her pussy. Using her left hand to pull Nel's face into her own, she used her right hand to resume moving the object in and out of Nel's vagina. Again, the aqua-haired woman started moaning in pleasure.
Nel wrapped her arms around Mila Rose and grabbed the brown-haired woman's ass. Mila Rose moaned in pleasure as Nel squeezed her round buttocks. Although Mila Rose dismissed Nel's action as an involuntary response to the sensation of their bodies pressed together, Nel was in fact using her hands on Mila Rose's ass to guide the dark-skinned Arrancar's hips toward where her hand was between her legs. Mila Rose suddenly stopped her movements and gasped in surprise as she felt a new sensation in her loins. The tendrils at the base of the cylindrical object that she was using were extending and wrapping around her hips, closing the opening of her pussy and at the same time becoming a part of her. She felt as if her clitoris were being engulfed in a warm, wet, elastic tunnel. Her body jumped when she felt the walls of the tunnel undulate around what she thought was her clit. When she looked down between her legs, she saw that the object that she had been using to penetrate Nel was protruding out from her groin as if it were the thing that a male had between his legs. "Wha...huh?" she stammered.
"With that thing between your legs," Nel explained, "you'll be able to feel what a male feels when he has sex with a female."
Slowly at first, Mila Rose started moving her hips forward and back, pushing the object into Nel's pussy. She shuddered in delight as she experienced the feeling of it sliding in and out of the aqua-haired woman's canal. "Oh," she breathed. "I can feel it." She started moving her hips faster, pushing the cock into Nel's vagina more forcefully. "This is what sex feels like for a male!" Overcome by the realization that she had at her disposal a new instrument to violate Nel with, she grabbed the Espada's wrists with her hands, pinned her to the ground, and slammed the object deep into her hole.
"Ah! No!" Nel cried. "It's splitting me open! Ah!"
"Oh, yes!" Mila Rose groaned in delight at hearing Nel's cries of pain. "Take it. Take my huge thing in your pussy!"
"No!" cried Nel. "No, please!"
Wanting to make Nel suffer as much as possible, the Numero fucked her pussy as hard as she could. "Unh! Hah! Ugh!" she grunted with every thrust into Nel's canal. The sensation of Nel's vaginal walls gripping her new member drove Mila Rose wild with desire. She grabbed Nel's legs, pushed herself up onto her knees, and lifted Nel's hips, her male organ never leaving the warm wetness of the Espada's folds. With Nel's pussy up in the air and now in clear view, Mila Rose realized that she could resume her assault on Nel's clit as she fucked her. Keeping Nel's hips lifted with her left hand, Mila Rose brought her right hand between Nel's legs and pinched the turgid nubbin between her thumb and index finger. Nel cried in pain as Mila Rose mercilessly pummeled her clit and impaled her pussy.
"Oh, yes!" Mila Rose groaned. "Oh God, you're going to make me come!"
"No! Please! Don't come inside me!" Nel begged.
Mila Rose let out another roar and let loose a stream of cum into Nel's pussy through her cock. The force of her ejaculation pushed the prosthetic straight out of Nel's pussy, causing Mila Rose to blow the rest of her load onto Nel's tummy, breasts, and face. However, unlike when Cirucci had used the previous prosthetic cock on her, the fluid that spurted from it was not girl-cum. Instead of clear and watery, it was white and sticky, much more similar to that of male semen. The feeling of Mila Rose's cum filling her pussy to the brim and splattering against her body and face sent Nel over the edge as well. She screamed in rapture and her body quaked. Her pussy contracted powerfully, soaking the rug beneath her with both her own juice and the copious jizz that Mila Rose had shot into her.
'That's the modification he made?' Nel thought to herself. 'It makes real cum?'
"No..." the aqua-haired woman gasped for air. "No more..."
Nel telling her to stop, Mila Rose naturally did the opposite. Remembering how she had walked in on Apache fingering her ass, Mila Rose flipped Nel onto her stomach, pulled her rear into the air and positioned the head of the prosthetic cock at the entrance to her anus. "How about this?" she said before pushing her rod into Nel's asshole. Nel cried out in pain as she felt the prosthetic sink into her anus. "Oh, wow," Mila Rose purred, feeling Nel's ass gripping her cock. "Your second hole is even tighter than your pussy!" She grabbed Nel's hips and began thrusting the member in and out of her ass. The aqua-haired woman wailed and cried in pain as Mila Rose ruthlessly violated her back door.
"No! Not my ass!" Nel cried.
"Oh, yeah!" Mila Rose groaned. "Your ass is squeezing me so tight, Nel. Oh!" Mila Rose pulled Nel's hips back every time she pushed her rod into her, driving the shaft deep into Nel's rear end. The Espada whimpered as Mila Rose relentlessly fucked her ass, stretching the walls of her rectum. Although she had experienced a similarly sized member in her anus several days before with Cirucci, Mila Rose was much more aggressive than Cirucci was. Nel did not know if her aggression was due to her being a sadist, her being less able to control her Hollow nature, or if she simply wanted to exact revenge for Nel's actions leading to her comrades' unhappiness. Whatever the reason, Mila Rose inflicted even greater pain than Nel was used to when she used the prosthetic to fuck her.
Mila Rose reached her hands around to Nel's frontside, using her right hand to fondle the Espada's breasts and using her left hand to enter her pussy. The dark-skinned Arrancar sank three fingers into Nel's folds and used her thumb to rub her clit. Nel screamed as Mila Rose stimulated her breasts, her vagina, her clitiros, and her anus all at the same time. "Oh, yes!" Mila Rose exclaimed. Feeling the fullness of Nel's breasts and the warm wetness of her pussy set Mila Rose's soul ablaze with desire. Her instincts taking over all of her actions, she started using Sonido to thrust her hips even faster. She twisted Nel's right nipple between her index finger and thumb and planted her mouth against the side of Nel's neck, biting her hard enough to draw blood.
"Oh my god!" Mila Rose growled as her orgasm approached. "Nel! I'm going to come in your ass! Unh!" Nel's eyes were glazed over and saliva ran down her chin. She was too far gone to comprehend Mila Rose's words.  "Yeah! That's it!" Mila Rose panted. "Oh! Ohgod! Ohgod! Ohgod! Hah! Hah! HAH! HAH!! HRRAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" A deafening roar split the air as Mila Rose's body was overtaken by a series of violent convulsions. The Numero roared over and over again as her cock pumped jet after jet of hot cum into Nel's rectum, propelling it out of her ass.
"UAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Nel shrieked, her body shaking as well. Her vaginal muscles contracted powerfully, pushing Mila Rose's fingers straight out of her pussy. She collapsed onto her stomach, her body hammering against the floor as her orgasm ripped through her. Mila Rose arched her back, cum spurting from her cock like a fountain, covering Nel and herself with jizz.
After what felt like an eternity of rapture, Mila Rose's and Nel's orgasms died down. Nel came to rest on the cum-soaked carpet and Mila Rose collapsed onto her back behind Nel. As the dark-skinned woman panted heavily, the prosthetic between her legs became flaccid, its bulbous head retracted back into the featureless cylinder, the tendrils withdrew from her pussy, and it fell to the floor, returning Mila Rose's genitals to their natural female form.
After several more minutes of recovering, Nel started to regain her senses. She shifted her weight, rolling herlself over onto her back, and lifted her head to look at Mila Rose's supine form. Although her insides ached horribly, Nel managed to pull herself toward Mila Rose. She reached out for the prosthetic and retrieved it from where it lay between the other woman's legs. As she scanned the room, Nel remembered that the tank that she had carried the prosthetic in had shattered. Without the tank to preserve the prosthetic, the only way that Nel had to preserve it was with her own Spiritual Pressure. Although whetever sexual apetite that she had had been satiated, the prosthetic still reacted to her Spritual Pressure, wrapping its tendtrils around her and entering her pussy. It remained flaccid, but still altered her anatomy as it was designed to do.
Nel then crawled to where her trousers lay tattered and torn on the ground. She manipulated the spirit particles in the juices that she and Mila Rose were covered in, the juices that were soaked into the carpet, and the red preservative on the floor and condensed them into a magenta ball of Reishi in front of her. She then said, "Restriccion," and the ball of Reishi transformed into a ribbon that wove itself into Nel's trousers, acting as seams to mend the ripped pants.
As Mila Rose came back to her senses, she saw that Nel was redressing herself. She had already put her trousers, crop top, and gloves back on and was in the process of zipping up her jacket. "What the hell?" said the dark-skinned woman, confounded by Nel's ability to move about.
"I forgot to mention this," said Nel as she strapped on her belt, "but I'm a real masochist. All of that pain that you inflicted upon me, all of that punishment, I enjoyed every moment of it. I could have easily overpowered you, but I let you do what you wanted." With Mila Rose still barely able to move, Nel picked up the food containers and put them into the blanket. She moved toward the door and said, "I was only pretending to struggle against you."
Mila Rose stared at Nel, shocked by what the Espada had told her. "You..." she stammered. "You...used me? Just like you used Apache and Sun-Sun?" Mila Rose gritted her teeth. "Damn you," she said, her voice rising. "DAMN YOU TO HELL!!!" Mila Rose jumped to her feet and began charging an orange Cero in her hands.
"Please," said Nel, "don't use a Cero on me."
"Are you afraid you won't be able to withstand my power?" Mila Rose yelled as the Cero finished charging. She threw her hand toward Nel and cried, "CERO!!!" The orange ball in Mila Rose's hands shot toward Nel in a powerful beam of spiritual energy.
As Nel watched Mila Rose fire the Cero, she extended her hand toward the blast and used her Spiritual Pressure to cushion the beam. She then opened her mouth wide and Mila Rose was alarmed to see her Cero get sucked into Nel's mouth. Nel closed her mouth, let the Cero sit inside her body for a moment, and then opened her mouth, firing a much more powerful magenta Cero back at Mila Rose.

            The black sky of Hueco Mundo was pierced by a beam of magenta spiritual energy escaping through a small window on the south wall of Las Noches. Apache, Sun-Sun, Szayelaporro, Cirucci, Nnoitora, and Tesla in their respective palaces all turned their heads when they felt a powerful blast of Spiritual Pressure wash over them from the south side of the fortress.
"What the hell is going on out there?" Nnoitora wondered. He moved toward the entrance to his palace, hoping to discover what Nel was doing.
"Master Nnoitora," asked Tesla, "where are you going?"
Nnoitora responded, "I'm going to find out what that bitch Nelliel is up to."

            As the blast subsided, Nel looked upon Mila Rose's motionless form on the floor. "I warned you not to use a Cero on me," said Nel. "I alone have the ability to absorb an Arrancar's Cero and fire it back at them, doubling its power by adding my own Cero on top of it." Nel opened the door to the cell and sad, "I'm sorry to leave you there in that state, but I have a date with your mistress that I don't want to miss. Go back to your palace and take your time recovering. Lord Aizen wouldn't be happy if he returned to Las Noches to find one of his newest soldiers unable to fight for him." At that, Nel exited the room, leaving Mila Rose prone on the red carpet of the prison cell, cursing Nel for humiliating her and cursing herself for being so weak.

            After Nel had gotten far enough away from the prison wing that Mila Rose's Pesquisa wouldn't reach her, she leaned against a wall and then slumped to the floor. She covered her face with one hand and quietly wept. Her entire reason for spending time with Sun-Sun, Apache, and Mila Rose, having sex with them, and teaching them how to fully experience their womanhood was to learn enough about Halibel to seduce her. However, she realized that while learning all that she needed to know about Halibel and her comrades, she had somehow alienated herself from Halibel's friends in the process. She also realized that Halibel would eventually learn about what she had done to her friends, which would result in her being alienated from Halibel as well. What made it even more painful for Nel was the fact that over the course of the past three days, seduction had ceased to be her primary goal. She had hoped that she could become friends with Halibel and her comrades.
As Nel reflected on the damage that she had caused to her relationship with Halibel and her friends, she began to feel the emptiness in her soul that all Hollows experienced. It was the same sensation that she felt whenever Nnoitora challenged her, a sensation that if strong enough could only be satiated either by violence or, as Cirucci had taught her, sex. Even though her sexual desire had been satisfied by her encounter with Mila Rose, Nel felt more regret and self-hatred than she ever had before, resulting in the emptiness in her soul being more palpable than it had ever been before. Sitting down to lunch with her Fracciones and reading a book would not be nearly enough to alleviate that feeling of emptiness.
Nel wiped her tears and said to herself, "I have to make this right somehow." She slowly rose to her feet, picked up her blanket full of food, and continued on her way to the reservoir.

            At the reservoir, Halibel was training herself to use the abilities that she once possessed as a Hollow. After the revelation that she could create water without her Zanpakuto, she had hoped to train herself to use her abilities before the day that her Zanakutou finally materialized. Standing above the large basin, Halibel raised her right arm into the air and announced, "Cascada." Bringing her arm down in a slashing motion, a stream of water flew from her arm into the basin. It was a far cry from what she would be able to do once her Zanpakuto appeared, but Halibel was proud of herself for being able to use a rudimentary form of one of her former abilities.
As Halibel continued training, she heard the door to the room creak open. She turned away from the basin and looked toward the entrance to see Nel enter. "Nel," she said. "I didn't think you'd know where I was." She turned back toward the basin and said, "I've been teaching myself how to use my powers." Halibel was about to use another Cascada when she suddenly felt Nel wrap her arms around her from behind. "Nel?" she asked, confused by the Espada's action.
Nel had gone to the reservoir to explain everything to Halibel: her desire to have sex with her, the steps that she had taken to learn how to seduce her, what she had done to her friends, and how her actions had hurt them. She wanted to save what little would remain of their friendship once the truth had been revealed, but she could feel her Hollow nature asserting itself, threatening to overpower her sense of reason. She gripped Halibel, trying desperately to maintain her ability to think rationally.
"Halibel," Nel said, her voice shaking, "I'm..." Nel realized that her attempts to hold her Hollow nature at bay would ultimately by futile. The emptiness in her soul was too powerful to control. With the last shred of reason that she could muster, Nel said, "I'm sorry." The aqua-haired Arrancar could no longer control herself. Conscious thought and sense of reason succumbed to instinct. She had been consumed by her own nature.
Nel spun Halibel around to face her, forcibly parted the jaws of Halibel's mask, and mashed her lips against the other woman's. Halibel gasped in alarm. She did not know what to make of the situation. She should have been infuriated by Nel forcibly exposing part of her face that she normally kept hidden behind her mask. However, Nel's lips pressed firmly against hers gave her a sense of exhilaration that muted any qualms that she would have had. Her pulse raced and her head swam as Nel hungrily sucked on her lips. Not feeling any resistence from Halibel, Nel pressed onward. She found the pull-tab of the zipper at the top of Halibel's jacket and unzipped it, revealing first the platelike remains of the blonde's mask that covered her neck and breasts, and then her bare navel. Nel moved her hands to Halibel's sides, feeling the boundary of the plate that covered her chest. "Why is this thing here?" she said.
Halibel's eyes widened when she felt Nel attempting to rip that part of her mask away from her body. "Nel!" she exclaimed. "What are you doing?"
"I've wanted to see your boobs for so long," Nel said in a husky voice. Halibel groaned in pain as Nel tugged on the mask fragment. There was a cracking sound and the plate concealing Halibel's nipples was ripped from her body. The blond-haired Arrancar staggered backwards, hunching foward. She held the sides of her breasts where the mask fragment had been attached to her body. Although the pain was minimal, it was what Halibel believed to have been a less intense but similar sensation to her skin being torn from her flesh.
"Don't hide yourself," said Nel, tossing the mask fragment aside. "Let me look at you." Nel pulled Halibel's hands away from her chest and gazed upon the blond-haired woman's full, round breasts and dark pink nipples. She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around Halibel's right nipple. The Numero moaned as she felt the sensitive nubbin sucked into Nel's mouth. Nel felt Halibel's nipple harden against her tongue and she moaned in delight. After licking and sucking Halibel's nipple for a moment, Nel released the hard nubbin with a popping sound, causing Halibel to cry out softly. Nel moved to the Numero's left nipple and giving it the same attention that she had given her right.
After releasing Halibel's left nipple with another pop, Nel moaned, "Let me see what's down below." Nel dropped to her knees and untied Halibel's black sash.
"Nel, wait!" cried Halibel as Nel pulled her pleated pants down to her ankles, revealing her Hollow hole and her black briefs. Nel was surprised to find that Halibel's panties were soaked through and her juices were beginning to drip down her thighs.
"Wow," said Nel, surprised by how wet Halibel was. "I've never known a woman to get this wet so quickly. Is it because of your ability to create water, or are you just easily aroused?" She pulled down the blond-haired Arrancar's briefs and the heady aroma of Halibel's arousal filled Nel's nostrils. Something snapped in Nel's mind. What was left of her sanity corroded away under Halibel's scent and she went wild with lust. She hungrily grabbed Halibel's hips and dove into the blonde's muff.
"Ah!" Halibel cried, jumping at the sensation of Nel's mouth against her slit. Tripping over the pants at her ankles, Halibel lost her balance and toppled over backwards into the basin, followed a splashing sound.
Nel leaned over the edge to see Halibel sitting up in the basin, the water filled up to about five centimeters, high enough to get Halibel wet but not high enough to engulf the treasure between her legs. Nel ripped off her jacket and then her black crop top, revealing her own breasts and the Hollow hole between them. She jumped into the basin and landed in front of Halibel. The blond-haired Arrancar, bewildered and a little frightened by Nel's aggressive actions, started to crawl backward away from Nel. The Espada pounced on Halibel, pressing her mouth against the other woman's vulva. Halibel tried to squirm away, but Nel grabbed her hips again, keeping her in place so that she could continue her assault on the blonde's pussy.
Halibel cried out as Nel licked and sucked her wet pussy lips. The aqua-haired Arrancar was intoxicated by the taste of Halibel's nectar. The flavor was unique, but no better or worse than any other woman's vaginal fluids. However, there was something about Halibel's juices that Nel could not identify that the Espada found overwhelmingly addictive. She tried to lap up all of Halibel's juices, but despite her efforts, some of it still dripped down her chin and some dripped down Halibel's butt crack, adding to the pool of water below.
Halibel arched her back and moaned as Nel hungrily ate her out. The aqua-haired Arrancar sucked at Halibel's labia while her tongue wriggled about inside her pussy. The more that she stimulated Halibel's pussy, the more fluid the Numero produced, its intoxicating nature driving Nel's insatiable apetite for more. Her mouth movements between Halibel's legs accelerated, eliciting more moans from the blond-haired Arrancar's throat.
Keeping her arms wrapped around Halibel's midsection, Nel removed the white gloves that separated her hands from Halibel's chocolate-colored skin. Planting her hands on Halibel's hips again, Nel extended her left index finger toward the Numero's sex and touched her clit, which was hard with arousal. The sensation caused Halibel to cry out loudly, the jaws of her Hollow mask opening on their own, allowing her vocalizations to escape. Nel removed her mouth from Halibel's hole just long enough to give her finger room to dip between the Numero's pussy lips, coating it with her juices. Her finger sufficiently wet with the blonde's natural lubricant, Nel returned to licking and sucking Halibel's pussy and brought her finger back to her turgid clitoris, the juices on it allowing her to rub the digit rapidly against the hard nubbin. Halibel again cried out and threw her head back. Her hips rocked against Nel, driving the aqua-haired woman's mouth even more forcefully into her box.
Halibel's moans and cries of pleasure grew shorter and louder as Nel moved her finger and her tongue faster and faster. "Wait!" she cried as she felt an unfamiliar pressure begin building inside her body. "Nel! Stop!" Halibel's protest fell of deaf ears and Nel continued her ministrations. Suddenly, the jaws on Halibel's mask clamped shut and the Numero went completely silent. Her body lurched forward and a massive surge of fluid erupted from her urethra. Then, her concave position shot straight to a convex one as she arched her back and threw her head back. The jaws of her Hollow mask opened wide and she let out a loud, throaty scream. Her body shook violently and her hands clenched in a futile attempt to grasp anything on the stone floor to serve as an anchor. Halibel's girl-cum was so copious and sprayed so powerfully that Nel choked on it, shocking her back to her senses. She pulled back and started coughing, causing the rest of Halibel's juices to splatter against her face.
The jet of Halibel's juices gradually declined as her body came to rest against the floor. Nel could do nothing but simply stare at the other woman's pussy, juices still oozing from it as she slowly stopped shaking. The aqua-haired woman did not know if it was because of the density of Halibel's Vasto Lorde-level Reishi or because of some unknown ability that she possessed, but whatever the reason, drinking her juices invigorated her. Even after the multiple orgasms that Mila Rose had given her not long before, her nipples were again hard and the prosthetic cock between her legs was fully erect. "This is too much for me..." Nel breathed. "I can't take it any more...I need it..." She jumped to her feet and dropped her pants.
Nel lied down on top of Halibel and pressed their lips together. She pushed her tongue into Halibel's mouth and the Numero moaned as she tasted her own honey on the Espada's tongue. "Hmm?" Halibel murmured in surprise when she felt something hard press against her abdomen. She opened her eyes and looked down to see the bulbous rod extending from Nel's crotch. Halibel instantly came to her senses and her eyes went wide. "Nel!" she exclaimed. "You're...a male?"
"Only for today," Nel answered. She repositioned her hips and pushed the member into Halibel's pussy, causing the blond-haired woman to cry out in surprise. She moaned as Nel began moving her hips, thrusting the object in and out of her very wet hole.
"Nel! Stop!" Halibel exclaimed.
"Why?" Nel asked. "Don't you like it?"
"No," moaned Halibel. "I don't want...a man's nasty thing...INSIDE ME!" Her right arm crackled with spiritual energy and started glowing yellow. Nel gasped as she sensed Halibel's impending attack. Halibel swung her arm at Nel in a slashing motion, a wide, arcing Cero firing from it.
Nel retracted the prosthetic from Halibel's pussy and jumped back, dodging the Cero. The Espada looked at Halibel in surprise to see the Numero's emerald eyes piercing into her soul. Her body gave off a yellow aura of Spiritual Pressure, an aura that expressed a great and terrible hatred for the Arrancar in front of her. "Cero," Halibel announced as her right arm again crackled. She again swung her arm toward Nel, firing another wide Cero at her.
Nel extended her hand toward the incoming Cero and used her Spiritual Pressure to cushion the blast. She opened her mouth and started to suck the Cero into her mouth. Halibel gritted her teeth as she put everything she had into the blast. Nel's eyes widened when she felt the power of Halibel's Cero begin to grow beyond what she was capable of absorbing. There came a point that the power of the Cero exceeded Nel's capacity to contain. She cried out in pain as magenta spiritual energy erupted from her mouth, ripping the roof off of the structure that the reservoir was housed in, exposing it to the night sky of Hueco Mundo.
Nel panted as she tried to recover from the overload of spiritual energy that she had failed to absorb. "Incredible," she breathed. "Cero Doble was my ultimate technique. By absorbing an enemy's Cero, I can fire it back at them, adding my own Cero on top of it. But the power of your Cero was too much for me to absorb. With that kind of power, you definitely have the potential to become an Espada. Your Spritual Pressure clearly outweighs mine.  However..." Nel picked up her Zanpakuto and said, "...one thing that I have that you don't yet possess is a Resurreccion." She held out the sword horizontally in front of her and announced, "Praise..." Her Zanpakuto started glowing magenta and a hazy smoke began emanating from it.
Halibel's breath caught as she experienced a new kind of Spiritual Pressure radiate from Nel's sword. 'Resurreccion...' she thought. 'She's releasing her Zanpakuto?'
Nel then said the name of her Zanpakuto, "...Gamuza." The magenta glow of her sword intensified into a bright flash of light and then exploded into a ball of spiritual energy that completely enveloped Nel. When the blast died down, Halibel saw that Nel's body had transformed. It had transormed into that of a gray-brown ibex-like centaur with a black tail and a white ring at the base of the tail. The sides of her Hollow mask had extended downward to frame her cheeks, causing the mask to somewhat resemble a helmet. The horns of her mask had also grown longer and more curved. White spaulders had appeared on her shoulders, spreading inward to form a collar around her neck. White gaurds had also appeared on her elbows and white gauntlets on her hands. Her arms were also covered by black gloves extending from her fingers up to underneath the spaulders on her shoulders.
The rod extending from her crotch had also changed in response to her augmented Spiritual Pressure. Its girth had increased from 10 to 15 centimeters and its length had jumped from 20 to nearly 100 centimeters. The head of the object was also concave instead of convex, and the bottom lip projected noticeably further than the top lip.
Halibel could only stare at Nel, paralyzed where she stood by the sight of the Espada in her Resurreccion form. "Members of the Espada ranked four and above are forbidden from performing their sword release within the walls of Las Noches," said Nel. She then looked to the northeast to see the 10-kilometer-tall corner of the fortress towering over them. "But we're not within the walls of Las Noches right now, are we?" She then turned back to Halibel and said, "I've given you the most amazing experience you've ever had. I think it's only fair that you return the favor."
"I'm disgusted to think," said Halibel, "that a person with a thing like that could make me feel that way!" Halibel fired another Cero at Nel. However, there was a booming sound and Nel disappeared from where Halibel had fired her attack. Halibel was also suddenly standing in front of the wall of the basin. "Wha...?" she said, disoriented by her sudden change in position. Another booming sound came and Nel was suddenly standing over her. Nel had used Sonido to evade the Cero and move Halibel to where she was.
"Restriccion," Nel said. A band of spiritual energy wrapped around Halibel's wrists and materialized into a magenta ribbon, binding her wrists and tethering them to one of the smaller pipes rising form that end of the basin, pulling her body forward and causing her ass to stick out. With Nel being more experienced with the Restriccion technique, the ribbon that she summoned was not as tattered as it was when she used it on Apache, and it was much stronger than before as well. "I'm sorry, Halibel," said Nel. "But I've come too far to stop now. I've wanted to have sex with you the moment I met you. And now," she said, putting the forehooves of her ibex-like lower body against the wall of the basin above Halibel's hands, "I finally have that chance." With Halibel's hips jutting out toward her, Nel easily maneuvered the head of her horse cock into Halibel's dripping pussy.
The jaws of Halibel's Hollow mask opened wide and she gasped as she felt Nel's member enter her, stretching her insides. Despite the generous amount of vaginal lubrication that Halibel was producing, the prosthetic had such a wide girth that it was still a tight squeeze. And with Halibel in a fully humanoid form, Nel's cock could only reach about 20 centimeters into her vagina before it could fit no more of the exceptionally long member. Nel started thrusting her equine hips, moving the rod in and out of Halibel's hole, causing the blond-haired woman to moan loudly.
"Halibel, you're squeezing me so tight," Nel moaned as she thrusted the shaft in and out of the Numero's hole. "I've never had sex in my Resurreccion form before. It's incredible. Oh! I'm coming already!" Nel cried out in bliss as her hind legs started shaking. Halibel's eyes widened and she gasped as she felt her vagina filled with fluid ejaculated by Nel's member.
Halibel looked between her legs to see a white, viscous fluid oozing out of her opening and running down her legs. "What is this?" she choked out.
"It's my cum," Nel breathed.
"It's disgusting."
"Don't you enjoy this, Halibel?"
"Ah...I don't," Halibel proclaimed.
"You're lying," said Nel. She started moving her hips again, eliciting more moans from Halibel's mouth. "You're moaning so much. And you're so wet down there." Nel grabbed her breasts and fondled them as she continued pounding Halibel's pussy with her horse cock. "Oh yes!" she cried as she pinched her nipples. "I'm coming again, Halibel!"
"No, not again!" Halibel yelled.
Nel again cried out in rapture as she blew her load into Halibel's pussy. She did not know why she came so quickly when she fucked Halibel, but it gave new meaning to the term "multiple orgasm". Whether it was due to the strange, revitalizing properties of Halibel's fluids or due to the anatomy of her new horse cock, Nel had several orgasms in rapid succession while fucking Halibel, each successive one hitting within a minute of the previous one ending.
Despite Halibel's claims that she hated what Nel was doing to her, the Espada heard the blond-haired Arrancar's breathing quicken and become louder and she knew that Halibel was close to orgasm as well. "You're going to come again, aren't you?" Nel gasped.
"N--No!" cried Halibel.
"You can't hide it from me," said Nel. "I can hear it in your voice. You can barely hold back your pleasure."
"You're...wrong!" Halibel's voice quaked.
"Just give in and accept it. You like it. I can't say I blame you. I've never met a woman that hasn't enjoyed her pussy plugged with a huge cock. Cirucci used one of these on me for the first time a few days ago and I loved it." Halibel wept as she realized that her lies were not fooling her assailant. She did enjoy having Nel penetrate her with her male organ, but she hated herself for being able to derive pleasure from that organ. "Come with me, Halibel. Just once," Nel cried. "Come on my cock!"
"Ah! No!" Halibel screamed. "Don't make me come!"
Nel cried out as another orgasm hit. The sensation of Nel's cum gushing into her again was too much for Halibel to take and her pussy clamped down on Nel's member, sending a torrent of girl-cum splashing into the pool of water below. The blonde then let out a loud scream, her body shaking violently. The sound of Halibel's orgasmic fluid splashing into the pool of water below drove Nel wild with desire. She pulled her dick out of Halibel's pussy and repositioned her equine hips to find Halibel's back door.
Halibel winced as she felt Nel's rod stretch a hole that she did not even know that she had. She started crying out in pain as Nel pounded that hole with her cock. "Oh yes!" Nel cried, arching her back in pleasure. "You're ass is so tight, Halibel!" The blonde simply closed the jaws of her Hollow mask in an attempt to muffle her cries. Her own body had betrayed her and she wanted desperately to hold onto whatever dignity she had left by staying as quiet as possible.
"YES! YES!" Nel cried as she shot her hot cum into Halibel's ass hole. Halibel had started involuntarily rocking her hips forward and back in time with Nel's thrusts. "Look at that," said Nel. "You really DO want more. Otherwise you wouldn't be rocking your hips like this." Nel obliged the Numero's unspoken desire and began plunging her cock in and out of Halibel's ass again.
Nel had lost count of how many times she came by the time Halibel's breathing signaled that her next orgasm was imminent. No matter how many times Halibel closed her mask, it kept opening on its own as she became less and less able to control her cries of both pain and pleasure. "Halibel," Nel moaned, "I'm going to come onto you. I'm going to blow my load all over you. I want you to squirt all of your cum also."
Halibel's mask clamped shut and her body went rigid as the pressure inside her body reached its peak. "UAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Nel screamed as her orgasm ripped through her. She pulled her cock out of Halibel's ass and emptied herself onto the blond-haired woman's ass and back. Spiritual Pressure erupted from Nel's body in a wave of magenta light as she lost the ability to control it.
The feeling of Nel's hot, sticky cum covering her body caused Halibel's abdominal muscles to contract powerfully, expelling her girl-cum into the pool in a powerful spray. The jaws of her Hollow mask then opened wide and she let out a loud, moaning scream, "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!" Halibel lost control of her Spiritual Pressure as well, its yellow light mingling with Nel's magenta light, resulting in bright white light that momentarily split the darkness of Heuco Mundo's eternal night.
As Halibel's orgasm slowly died down, Nel's Restriccion prevented her from completely collapsing into the pool. However, having lost all of her strength, she fell to her knees and her upper body collapsed against the wall of the basin. Nel, on the other hand, had nothing to hold her upright and she collapsed into the pool onto her back with a loud splash. Having lost all of her strength as well, she could no longer maintain her Resurreccion and she reverted back into her humanoid form. The sides of her mask that framed her cheeks retracted back up into the body of the mask, the horns of her mask retracted slightly and became less curved. The black split-toe socks and white sandals reappeared on her humanoid feet while the spaulders, elbow guards, gauntlets, gloves, and ibex-like body dissolved into a magenta smoke, which was then sucked to Nel's hand where it condensed back into her sword. The prosthetic penis between her legs, which had returned to its humanoid proportions, became flaccid. Its tendrils retracted from Nel's crotch and it fell off of her, revealing her female genitalia underneath. No longer in contact with Nel's Spiritual Pressure, the head retracted back into the shaft, reverting to its purely cylindircal shape.
Nel slowly opened her eyes as she recovered from her pleasure high. She looked over at Halibel, who was slumped over against the wall, held upright only by the magenta ribbon binding her wrists to the pipe. Nel pushed herself up to her knees, held Halibel in her arms, and disengaged the Resticcion. With the Numero safe in her arms, Nel gently laid her down on her back in the shallow water. Nel was surprised that she had recovered so quickly after countless orgasms while Halibel had completely passed out after only three. The aqua-haired Arrancar speculated that her fast recovery was due to the envigorating effects of Halibel's juices. She also speculated that Halibel was so easily exhausted due to expending great amounts of either Reishi or physical strength to produce her extremely wet, ejaculatory orgasms.
Looking upon Halibel's unconscious form and seeing the cracked portions of her Hollow mask where the plate covering her breasts had been ripped off, Nel began to realize what she had done. She had come to the reservoir to apologize for hurting Halibel's friends and she ended up hurting Halibel in exactly the same way. Her eyes teared up and she cried out in anguish, pounding the ground with her fists, resulting in loud splashes against the shallow water. "Damn it," she mewled. "I got carried away again. I didn't want to hurt you." She looked at the prosthetic penis lying in the water. She picked it up and said, "The only reason I took this damned thing from Szayelaporro was because I thought you would enjoy it!"
"I...did," a small voice came from beside Nel.
The Espada turned in the direction of the voice to see Halibel still lying on the ground. "Halibel?" Nel asked, crawling up next to the blond-haired woman. "Are you awake?" Looking down upon Halibel, Nel could see that the other woman was in fact still unconscious. "She's talking in her sleep," Nel said to herself. Realizing that Halibel was unconscously aware of her surroundings and most likely had lost all inhibitions due to her unconscious state, Nel hoped that she could ask Halibel about her feelings and that she would give her an honest response. Nel leaned in close to Halibel and whispered into her ear in a voice not so loud that it would wake her, "Did you like it?"
"Yes," Halibel breathed.
"Do you want me to have sex with you again some day?"
"Yes."
All of Nel's remorse and regreat were instantly allevited at hearing Halibel's response. She wiped her tears and said, "Thank goodness." Hearing Halibel's true feelings about the encounter gave Nel hope that their friendship could be salvaged. With high hopes for the future, Nel stood up and put the prosthetic penis back between her legs so that she could take it back to Szayelaporro without its tank of preservative fluid. She put on her gloves, grabbed her belt, and sheathed her Zanpakuto. She then looked up to the rim of the basin and jumped out of it back to where the rest of her clothes were strewn about on the floor. After manipulating the spirit particles that made up the liquid on her body, she stripped the liquid off of herself and returned it to the pool in the basin. Having dried herself, Nel redressed.
After Nel had zipped up her jacket and restrapped her belt, she looked back down at Halibel one last time before saying, "I would wait until you woke up, but my friends are waiting for me. They'll get worried if I'm not back in time for lunch." Nel picked up her blanket full of food and said, "I hope that you'll be able to forgive me the next time we meet."
Before exitting, Nel looked up at the sky and said, "I'm going to have to fix that." Making a mental note to fix the ceiling later, Nel left the reservoir to return the prosthetic to Szayelaporro and to bring the food back to her Fracciones.

            After returning the prosthetic penis to Szayelaporro for him to study, Nel returned to her palace with the food that she had picked up. "Pesche, Dondochakka," she called out. "I'm back."
After Pesche and Dondochakka had prepared lunch, the three of them sat down to eat. "Master Nel," Pesche asked, "how was your visit with Miss Halibel?"
Nel momentarily froze, but quickly regained her composure so that she could continue eating. "It was fine...I guess," she said before taking another bite of the food.
"You guess?" said Dondochakka. "What are you talkin' about?"
"We got into a bit of a fight," Nel said after swallowing the bite that she had taken. "I suggested that now that she and her comrades had humanoid form, they should enjoy themselves and find some men. They didn't seem to like my suggestion."
"Now why would that be?" Dondochakka wondered.
Nel shrugged. "I'm beginning to think that they don't like men."
"You mean they..." Pesche started.
"...swing that way?" Dondochakka finished his partner's sentence.
"Aw, man!" Pesche groaned. "I was thinking about asking out Apache too."
"Yeah. I saw you lookin' at her when she came by last night, you know what I'm talkin' about?"
Just then, Nel felt a brief pulse of Spiritual Pressure from elsewhere within Las Noches. "Master Nel?" Dondochakka asked when he saw Nel's surprised expression. "What's wrong?"
'What does Cirucci want with me at a time like this?' Nel wondered.
"Oh, it's nothing," the Espada replied. "The fight we had caused some damage to the building. I should make sure the building can be repaired."
"But wait," Pesche said. "Would Miss Halibel want to see you again?"
"Yeah," said Dondochakka. "You did have a fight, after all."
"Don't worry about it," Nel reassured. "We came to an understanding afterwards." Nel wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and stood up. "I'll be back in time for dinner," she said as she walked toward the exit. "Don't start without me."
"Okay," said Pesche. "See you later." Having made up an excuse to leave the palace, Nel made her exit.
"Master Nel sure is leavin' the palace a lot lately," said Dondochakka.
"Yeah," Pesche agreed. "I know what you mean."

            At that time, Nnoitora was walking through the halls of Las Noches, following the trail of Spiritual Pressure that Nel had left. The trail had brought him to the southwest corner of Las Noches, an area of the fortress that he had not yet had a chance to explore. As he followed Nel's trail, he came to a long hallway leading to a single door at the end. As Nnoitora opened the door, he saw that it led into a large chamber with various pipes leading to and from a large basin ten meters deep. The basin was filled with shallow water about five centimers deep and the roof seemed to have been ripped from the ceiling, revealing to him that the reservoir was, in fact, outside the confines of Las Noches, the southwest corner about a hundred meters away.
Observing the area, Nnoitora saw that a pair white, pleated pants and black underwear, part of the standard Arrancar uniform, were sitting on the ground. Also on the ground was a breastplate meant to cover a female's chest, made of the same bony material that composed the mask of a Hollow. Feeling a weak source of Spiritual Pressure emanating from the pool, Nnoitora leaned over the side of the basin and looked down to see Halibel lying in the water with her pants missing and her breasts fully exposed.
"What the hell?" Nnoitora said, his eyes wide with astonishment.
Nnoitora's voice roused Halibel from her unconscious state. She opened her eyes to see the tall man looking down upon her. "I know you," she said. "Espada number eight, Nnoitora Gilga."
"What happened to you?" asked Nnoitora.
Looking down at herself and noticing her own nakedness, the memory of what had transpired came back to Halibel's mind. "Nel," she said. "Nel did this."
Nnoitora frowned. "Two women together? She's even trying to take on the role of a man now. It really makes me sick."
"Please," Halibel said, pushing herself to a sitting position, "punish her for me."
"What was that?" Nnoitora said.
"I want her to pay for what she did to me and my comrades," said Halibel. "You're an Espada, you have a power that I don't."
"Are you admitting that I'm a greater warrior than you are?" Nnoitora asked.
"I won't deny it," Halibel responded.
A large, menacing grin came to Nnoitora's face. "So, you acknowledge my power," he said. "That's good. Fine, I'll punish Nelliel for you. I've been wanting to punish her for a long time myself."
"Just don't kill her," said Halibel.
'What?' she thought to herself. 'Why did I say that?'
"That's fine by me," said Nnoitora. "I want her to live to see the day that I surpass her. I won't let her die before that happens." Nnoitora exited the room back into the interior of Las Noches to carry out the task that he had accepted. And having realized that Nel had forcibly removed part of Halibel's mask, he knew exactly where to start.

            Apache paced back and forth impatiently. It had been several hours since Mila Rose had left to find Nel, but she had still not returned. The huge surge of Spiritual Pressure that Apache had felt from the southern part of Las Noches earlier only added to her apprehension. Sun-Sun was also concerned about their brown-haired companion, but reacted to it differently. She sat silently on the futon, looking up through the hole that they had blown through the roof of the palace.
"I can't take it any longer," Apache groaned. She started dressing herself and said, "I'm going to go find out what the hell happened to Mila Rose."
However, as soon as Apache had dressed herself, the object of their concern staggered into the room. "Mila Rose," said Sun-Sun, noticing the woman's disheveled state. "What in the world happened to you?"
"Nel," the dark-skinned Arrancar responded. "She did this."
"Nel did?" said Sun-Sun. "Why would she do such a thing?"
"Hey," said Apache, "look at this." Mila Rose and Sun-Sun turned toward Apache to see that she was gazing out from the deck. They went to either side of the blue-haired woman to see what she was looking at. What they saw was Nel walking up one of the elevated walkways toward the series of tilted, red pillars to the north. "It's Nel," said Apache.
"Isn't that Cirucci Sanderwicci's palace?" asked Mila Rose.
"What is she doing at Master Cirucci's palace?" wondered Sun-Sun.

            As Nel approached the entrance to Cirucci's palace, she hesitated to knock on the door. She did not know how she felt about the older Arrancar at that point. Even though Cirucci's suggested course of action had resulted in Nel succeeding in having sex with Halibel just like she wanted to, it had also put her friendship with Halibel and her comrades in jeopardy, along with her chances of having sex with them again in the future. Nel decided that she would knock on the door like the always had and then decide on the next course of action after Cirucci had let her in.
As soon as Nel rapped at the door, the door flung open and Nel was thrown across the tiled floor of the palace until she was stopped by one of the red pillars within. Before Nel could regain her bearings, she heard the door of the palace slam closed and Cirucci was on top of her. "You've been having fun without me, haven't you, Nel?" the purple-haired Arrancar said with a devilish grin on her face. She started unbluckling Nel's belt and said, "You didn't think I would leave you alone just because you're busy screwing the new girls, did you?"
"Cirucci," Nel said apathetically, "I'm really not in the mood right now."
Cirucci froze. "What was that?" she said. She slapped Nel across the face and cried, "What was that?!" She grabbed the collar of Nel's jacket and pulled her up so that she could face the younger Arrancar in the eye. "Listen to me, you little bitch. There's only one reason I called you here today. You know exactly what I want. I helped you get into Halibel's pants and you won't give me the common courtesy of putting out when I need you to? I expect to be rewarded for everthing that I've done for you! You are going to sit right there and do for me exactly what you did for Halibel. You got it?"
"Exactly what I did for Halibel?" Nel asked. "Fine." Nel stared into Cirucci's eyes for a moment and then announced, "Restriccion."
Cirucci's eyes widened in surprise at Nel's announcement, but did not have enough time to react before she was on her knees with her hands bound behind her back. "What the fuck are you doing?!" the purple-haired woman yelled.
"You told me to do to you exactly what I did to Halibel, right?" said Nel. "That's exactly what I'm doing." Nel pushed the hemline of Cirucci's dress up past her breasts, exposing her black, lacy underwear, the number "5" on her deltoid, and the Hollow hole in her abdomen. Nel unclipped Cirucci's bra and the lacy garment fell off of her body, revealing her small but shapely breasts. Cirucci let out a moan as Nel grabbed her breasts and began fondling them. She tried to break free of her bonds, but the ribbon that bound her wrists together would not break. "You can't break free from my Restriccion, can you?" said Nel as she gave Cirucci's breasts a squeeze, causing the older woman to yelp in surprise. "I've practiced using it and I've gotten very good it."
"Nel, you bitch!" Cirucci spat.
"I followed your suggestion, getting close to Halibel's comrades to learn how to seduce her," said Nel. "I fucked them, I made Halibel my bitch, and they hate me now because of what I did. It'll be a miracle if they even talk to me after today." Nel pinched Cirucci's perky nipples and the purple-haired Arrancar cried out in dismay. "I had hoped that Halibel and I could be friends, that I could teach her and her comrades the joys of sex like you had taught me, help them find release when they need it like I've done for you." Keeping her left hand on Cirucci's breast, Nel moved her right hand down to Cirucci's hips and ripped off her lacy panties. "It's because of your suggestion that I'm in the mess I'm in now. If I can't patch things up with Halibel and her friends, then you'll be my bitch for the rest of your life."
"Me be your bitch?" Cirucci repeated. She then laughed and said, "You don't have it in you. You're such a dirty masochist that you'd never even consider being a top."
Nel suddenly shoved three fingers into Cirucci's hole, causing the purple-haired Arrancar to cry out in surprise. "I've been expanding my horizons lately," Nel said. "I had no problems dominating Emilou Apache on the roof of Las Noches last night."
"This can't be..." Cirucci murmured to herself. She then began crying out in distress as Nel started moving her still-gloved fingers in and out of her pussy. Normally, Nel would have taken off her gloves before penetrating another woman with her fingers. However, after the countless orgasms that she had had that day with Halibel, Nel was not in need of any more sexual gratification, which meant that the arousing feeling of vaginal fluids on her fingers was not a priority. The fabric of her gloves was also sure to create more friction against Cirucci's vaginal walls, making it easier for Nel to take out her anger on her.
"Ah!" Cirucci cried in pain. "Nel, take those fucking gloves off right now!"
"Are you chafing?" Nel asked. "Well suck it up. You'll heal in a matter of hours, but Halibel's emotional wounds might never heal. Your pain is nothing compared to what she's feeling right now."
"I'm going to kill you for this, Nel."
"I don't think you will. Unless there's another woman in Las Noches who's willing to fuck you."
Even if Cirucci had another sexual partner, she would not have been able to beat the third Espada in a fight. 'Damn it,' she thought to herself as it began to sink in that she was defeated.
Keeping her three fingers moving in and out of Cirucci's pussy, Nel extended her thumb and teased the older Arrancar's asshole with it, making Cirucci shudder. "Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" Nel wondered. "Let's see what happens when I do...this." Nel stuck her thumb into Cirucci's ass and the purple-haired woman cried out in distress. Her moans and cries grew louder and her hips started rocking forward and back. "Interesting," Nel mused.
"Damn you, Nel!" Cirucci groaned.
"It can't be that bad," said Nel. "You put your fingers in my ass all the time and I love it."
"Your brain is so messed up...that you can't tell the difference...between pleasure and pain," Cirucci panted.
"But your body is moving on its own," the aqua-haired woman stated. "I think there's a little masochist inside you too, Cirucci."
"N...No..." Cirucci gasped.
"You're close to coming, aren't you?" Nel asked. "I can hear it in your voice. How does it feel to be brought to orgasm by being dominated?" Cirucci was so lost in the sensations that she was feeling that she was no longer able to form words. As Cirucci reached her peak, Nel pinched her left nipple hard and pounded her fingers in and out of her pussy and ass as quickly as she could. The sudden burst of stimulation was too much for the older Arrancar to handle and she came hard. She let loose a deafening scream as powerful waves of pleasure radiated out from her throbbing pussy, her entire body spasming with every wave. Spiritual Pressure erupted from inside her as the waves of her orgasm kept crashing through her.
Nel did not know why, but as Cirucci came down from her pleasure high, she could not help but unfasten her belt and take off her jacket. She flipped Cirucci onto her back and gazed upon the older woman's sex, which was glistening with her juices. She suddenly grabbed Cirucci's hips and dove into the purple-haired Arrancar's muff. Cirucci started moaning again as Nel pushed her tongue into her wet folds.
'What's happening?' Nel wondered. 'Why am I so turned on right now? Are Halibel's fluids still affecting me?' Whatever the reason was, Nel was growing more amorous by the minute. She had had what must have been a week's worth of orgasms earlier with Halibel and Mila Rose, but she could feel her desire rising again as she ate Cirucci out.
Cirucci cried out and arched her back as Nel started rubbing her clit with her right thumb. She reached up Cirucci's body with her other hand and grasped the orb of her right breast. She kneeded Cirucci's turgid nipple in between her thumb and index finger, causing the older woman to gasp in pleasure.
Even though the fabric of Nel's glove had chafed Cirucci's insides, it had a different effect on her clit. Instead of chafing the swollen nubbin, the friction enhanced the sensations that Nel's ministrations were producing. The pain that she felt came no longer from the fabric rubbing her raw, but instead from the hightened sensitivity of her abnormally large clit. The fabric had a similar effect on her nipple. For the first time, Cirucci started to understand how pleasure and pain could be combined to produce amazing senstions that could not be produced by pleasure alone. She felt herself burning up inside as Nel continued fingering her nipple and clit while swirling her tongue inside her pussy.
Cirucci's cries of pleasure grew louder as her next orgasm approached. Nel swapped the positions of her mouth and hand so that her tongue was at Cirucci's clit and her fingers were in her pussy. She lashed at Cirucci's clitoris ferociously and pounded her fingers hard against her G-spot. "GRRAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Cirucci let out another ear-splitting scream as her orgasm hit. She threw her head back, her back arched, and her hips bucked into the air against Nel. Her vaginal muscles contracted powerfully around Nel's fingers and girl-cum filled the younger woman's mouth.
She sounds, smell, and taste of Cirucci's orgasm drove Nel mad with desire. As Cirucci gasped for air after her powerful orgasm, Nel took off her gloves, peeled off her crop top, and dropped her pants to her ankles. She grabbed Cirucci's thighs, pushed her legs up so that her knees were at her chest, and then mounted her, pressing their pussies together. Her mouth sought out Cirucci's and she kissed the older woman feverishly. Both woman moaned in pleasure as they felt their nipples rub against one another.
Nel wrapped her arms around Cirucci's waist and grabbed her butt, pulling the purple-haired Arrancar's pussy up to meet hers. Nel released Cirucci's mouth and both women moaned loudly as their pussies ground against one another. Nel's pussy was wet by this point and their juices mingled, creating a sloshing sound every time their pubic mounds made contact.
"I never knew that dominating you could feel so rewarding," Nel moaned. "I'm beginning to understand why you enjoy being the top so much. Even when events are beyond your control, there's always someone or something that you have complete control over." Keeping her left hand on Cirucci's butt, Nel brought her right hand up to Cirucci's head and tilted it to the left, exposing the right side of her neck to the aqua-haired woman. "And right now," Nel continued, "the one that I have complete control over is you." She leaned toward the exposed side of Cirucci's neck and said softly into her ear, "Right?" Cirucci could only respond with a whimper. Nel grabbed Cirucci's left breast, pinched her nipple, and bit the side of her neck, turning the woman's whimpers into cries. "You're close to coming, right? Me too, Cirucci."
"Oh, Nel!" Cirucci cried.
"That's it. Come with me!" Nel thrust her hips powerfully, slamming her pussy hard against Cirucci's. Both women's cries grew louder and more urgent as their orgasms approached.
"Ah! Ah! Oh, shit! AAHH!!" Cirucci cried as she reached her peak. She then let out a loud, long groan and her body started convulsing. Her hips bucked high into the air, pounding against Nel again and again, sending Nel over the edge as well. Nel screamed in rapture and gripped Cirucci's body, digging her nails into the older woman's breast and ass as she came. The uncontrollable shaking of their hips forced their pussies together over and over again, bringing them both to the height of ecsasy yet again. Waves of wild, untamed Spiritual Pressure radiated out from their bodies as they came, their cries of bliss echoing throughout the palace.

            As Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun looked out across the sand at Cirucci's palace, they felt a powerful blast of Spiritual Pressure emanate from the structure. "It's that Spiritual Pressure again," said Sun-Sun.
"It feels the same as when I watched you and Nel having sex," Apache noted.
"So, Nel's having sex with Cirucci too, huh?" said Mila Rose.
"She doesn't care about us at all, does she?" Apache sighed. "All she cares about is her own pleasure."
"It's the only explanation that makes sense," said Sun-Sun. "If she really cared about any of us, she wouldn't be having sex with others."
"Forgive me for being so small-minded next to your 'incredible genius'," Mila Rose said mockingly, "but tell us how that makes sense."
There was a pause as Sun-Sun tried to come up with a reason for how it made sense. "I don't know," she admitted.
"The thing that doesn't make sense," said Apache, "is that it makes sense."
After another pause, Mila Rose held her head and said, "My brain hurts."

            After redressing herself, Halibel started making her way back through the corridors of Las Noches toward her palace. She had been able to reattach her breastplate to the remains of her Hollow mask using a coupling mechanism, but it was not fused to her body like it had been before her encounter with Nel. As she walked, she remembered back to when she first met Captain Aizen. She and her comrades had been wounded because of her inability to defeat Barragan's subordinate and it was only because Aizen stepped in that she had survived. 'Again,' Halibel thought, 'I'm forced to rely on someone else to fight my battles for me. By becoming an Arrancar, I gained more power than I ever imagined. I could have easily defeated that Adjucha with the power I posess now. But there are still other more powerful Arrancars that I can't compare to. Why? Why can't I protect the people that I care about?'
Halibel looked at her right arm and said to herself, "I need to become stronger. I need to fight. I need the strength to fight...so that neither I nor my comrades...will have to sacrifice ourselves ever again!"
Just then, Halibel felt a burning pain in her abdomen. She groaned and wrapped her arms around her midsection, falling to her knees. 'What...is this?' she wondered, confused by the blinding pain. The most confusing thing about the pain was not its sudden onset but rather where it was felt. It was felt in a part of Halibel's body that should have had no sensation at all: where her Hollow hole was. A bright, yellow light emanated from her hole, the source of the light an orb of spiritual energy. The orb emerged from Halibel's hole, bathing the hallway in its light.
Once the orb had fully emerged from Halibel's body, it began to take on a shape. The form that it took on was that of a short but unusually wide sword with three small holes on either side of the crossguard and sheathed in a scabbard.
As the yellow light that the weapon gave off started to fade, so too did the pain in Halibel's body. When her vision returned to her, she looked to see the sword floating in front of her. As the yellow glow died, Halibel could see that the guard and pommel were a steely gray color, the scabbard was a light purple, and the grip was medium purple. "Hah..." Halibel sighed as she looked at the sword in front of her. "This is my..."

            After the multiple orgasms that Nel's domination had given her, Cirucci collapsed against the tiled floor of her palace, nearly passing out from the sensory overload. Nel, while still conscious, had finally expended all of her energy and she collapsed on top of Cirucci. The impact of Nel's body on top of Cirucci's forced their pussies together once more, giving both women one final aftershock before they started on their way down from their pleasure highs. Nel rested her head against Cirucci's breasts, feeling the purple-haired woman's chest rise and fall as she gasped for air.
As Cirucci's breathing returned to normal, Nel asked, "How did it feel being the bottom for once?"
Cirucci slowly opened her eyes and said in a weak voice, "I'm not sure if I like it or not."
"Well," Nel said, standing up and pulling up her pants, "being the top certainly helped distract me from what happened with Halibel. If I still feel bad about what I've done to her after the next time I meet her, you'd better get used to being the bottom."
"Hey, wait a minute." Curucci tried to sit up, but the weakness in her body, the aching between her legs, and the ribbon binding her wrists made her unable to rise from her supine position.
"In the meantime," said Nel, redressing herself, "I have a dinner date with my friends. Don't worry about my Restriccion, you should be able to break free after you've regained your strength. Until next time." Leaving Cirucci on the ground, Nel started on her way back to her palace. Little did she know that there would not be a next time.

            At the same time that Nel left Cirucci's palace, Halibel was returning to her own. "Welcome back, Ma'am," Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun said as they saw their master walk out onto the deck to join them.
"Right," Halibel responded. The blond-haired woman looked out across the sandy floor of Las Noches to see what it was that her subordinates saw. Her expression changed ever so slightly when she saw Nel emerging from Cirucci's palace. "Nel?" she said.
"She's been having sex with Cirucci this whole time," Apache fumed.
"I figured as much," said Halibel. "It seems as though everything that Nel did to us was Cirucci's idea. Well...I'm not going to let her get away with it."
It was then that Halibel's comrades noticed the scabbard tucked into her sash and the purple handle that extended from it. "Master Halibel," said Apache, "is that...?"
"Wait here," Halibel said before jumping off of the deck.
"Master Halibel!" Mila Rose cried.
Halibel slid down the 100-meter slope of the deck before falling to the sand below. Despite the 1,000-meter drop, Halibel used the Reishi in the air to create a cushion, allowing her to land softly on the ground. With no obstacles between her and Cirucci's palace, Halibel started walking.

            It took Cirucci more than half-an-hour to regain enough strength to break free of Nel's Restriccion. However, she was still tired and so did not bother putting her bra back on or finding a replacement for her torn panties. As she rested, the chafing to her vagina and the love bite to her neck had begun to heal. "Damn it, Nel," she said. "Don't blame me for ruining your relationship with Halibel. You're the one who lost control and fucked her comrades." She then sighed and said, "No matter. Your masochistic tendencies will get the better of you eventually. You can't be in control forever."
As Cirucci went to her full-body mirror to make sure that she was presentable, she felt a great and terrible Spiritual Pressure emanate from behind her door. It was not the Spiritual Pressure of an Espada, but it was so dense and dark that it made even Cirucci's hair stand on end. She slowly turned her head toward the entrance to see her door being stripped away by the maelstrom of Spiritual Pressure behind it. Once the door had been atomized, Cirucci saw Halibel standing in the doorway, a yellow aura of Spiritual Pressure surrounding her. "M-Miss Halibel," the Espada stammered. "What brings you here?"
"You know why I'm here," Halibel said, approaching Cirucci.
"No," Cirucci responded, Halibel's Spiritual Pressure crushing her. "I swear I don't."
"You're the one that made Nel do those terrible things to me and my comrades," said the Numero.
"Hey, I'm not the one at fault," Cirucci objected. "I just gave Nel some pointers, she's the one that blew them out of proportion."
"Nel might have perpetrated those atrocities, but you are just as much to blame as she is."
Halibel grabbed the grip of her sword, unsheathed it, and aimed it at Cirucci, revealing that the blade was hollow in the middle. The purple-haired Arrancar gasped when she saw the weapon that Halibel was pointing at her. "That's..."
The hollow portion of the Halibel's blade filled with spiritual energy, yellow flames of Spiritual Pressure engulfing the blade. Halibel pulled her sword back and announced, "Ola Azul." Halibel slashed the air with her sword, a ribbon-shaped blast of spiritual energy flying from it. The attack was so fast that Cirucci had no time to dodge the blast. An explosion of yellow spiritual energy shook the palace as the attack hit.
Halibel watched where her attack had struck, looking to see if her opponent was still standing. As the dust cleared, the blond-haired woman saw that Cirucci had blocked much of the energy of her Ola Azul with a large, golden disc connected to a burgundy-colored handle that looked like the grip of a sword. However, the power of the attack had forced Cirucci to grip her shield so tightly that it drew blood from the palms of her hands. With Cirucci on the defensive, Halibel lunged at her.
Cirucci jumped into the air to avoid Halibel's strike and swung the handle at Halibel, revealing that the golden disc was actually a circular blade that was attached to the handle by a whip-like tether as it came spinning toward her. Halibel expertly blocked the disc-shaped blade with her sword as it came at her, knocking it back to Cirucci.
"You made a big mistake injuring me with that attack of yours!" yelled Cirucci, standing atop one of the red pillars. "We Espadas have a special ability that a mere Numero couldn't possibly stand up against." She aimed her hands toward Halibel and began charging a pink Cero. However, the Cero that she charged was unlike any Cero that Halibel had witnessed before. It visibly crackled with spirit energy as if drawing power from Cirucci's blood. Sensing that Cirucci's Cero was many times more powerful than an ordinary Cero, Halibel readied herself for the attack. Cirucci called out, "Gran Rey Cero!" and the pink ball of energy fired from her hand, spinning like a razor toward Halibel, its shape contorting due to its sheer speed and raw power.
Halibel pulled her sword back and announced, "Cero." She swung her blade at the blast and a wide, yellow Cero flew from her sword, colliding with Cirucci's Gran Grey Cero, creating an explosion of white light in between the two women. "Impossible," said Cirucci. "She blew away my Gran Rey Cero with an ordinary Cero?"
"This is the power that I've gained from the sacrifices that me and my comrades have made. Lord Aizen taught me how the power of sacrifice allows for impossible things. Like my Cero blowing away your Gran Rey Cero. However..." Halibel flipped her Zanpakuto in her hand and held it out in front of her so that its blade was pointing downward. She finished, "...not even that is the full extent of my power." With the sword in front of her, Halibel declared, "Hunt, Tiburon." A giant surge of water erupted from behind Halibel and then enveloped her like a coccoon. A giant blade, in the shape of a shark tooth with three gill slits on either side of it, extended from the watery coccoon and with a downward slash cut it open. The water that the coccoon was made of flooded the palace, breaking down the pillars and knocking Cirucci to the far end of the main chamber.
No longer surrounded by water, Halibel was revealed to have an altered appearance. Her Hollow mask had retracted to expose her face, revealing two blue, lightning bolt-shaped Estigma on the sides of her face. Her breastplate had also changed its shape, wrapping around her chest like a harness while also exposing the sides of her breasts with a spine-like structure running down her stomach and to her waist, where it fanned out into a miniskirt composed of bones. In place of her jacket were white, fin-shaped spaulders on her shoulders with two ribbon-like protrusions on her back and white, elbow-length gauntlets on her arms. In place of her pleated pants was a black miniskirt underneath the bones. Instead of her split-toe socks and sandals, she now wore white, knee-high boots. Her blond hair had become short and the tooth-shaped blade enveloped her right hand with holes at the back to show were she held the grip, which was perpendicular to the length of the blade.
As the surge of water that pinned Cirucci to the wall receded, the Espada fell to her knees, coughing up the water that had gotten into her lungs. As Cirucci recovered, she felt a dark shadow descend upon her. She looked up to see Halibel's towering figure casting the shadow. "I was thinking about how powerless I was to protect my comrades when my Zanpakuto appeared," said Halibel. "That's when I realized that an Arrancar's Zanpakuto is not only a crystalization of our Hollow powers, put also a manifestation of our deepest desires and our darkest dreams. By searching our souls, we discover what desires drive us and we give our desires a name. My Tiburon is the blade that will fulfill my desire to protect my comrades..." She lifted her blade and said, "...and to take revenge for their lost innocence." Cirucci could only stare in terror as Halibel prepared to bring her blade down upon her. "Goodbye, Cirucci Sanderwicci." Halibel swung her blade downward.
Cirucci shut her eyes tight, anticipating the end of her life. However, after a moment passed and she realized that she was not dead, she opened her eyes to see what had prevented Halibel's blade from splitting her in two. It was none other than Sosuke Aizen standing in between the two Arrancars, having caught the blade.
"Lord Aizen," breathed Halibel. "It's you." Aizen was wearing his captain's coat and glasses with his hair nealy groomed, indicating that he had just returned from the Soul Society and had not had a chance yet to return to his preferred appearance with the jacket and swept back hair.
"That's enough, Halibel," said Aizen. "Please, lower your weapon."
"Y-Yessir!" said Halibel. She came out of Resurreccion, her mask reforming to cover her face and sides of her breasts, her clothes reforming into the standard Arrancar uniform, and her blade reverting back to the short, wide, hollow sword. She resheathed her Zanpakuto and kneeled before the Soul Reaper. "My apologies, Lord Aizen."
'It's just like back then,' Halibel thought, remembering her encounter with Barragan's subordinate before she joined Aizen's army. 'Except now I'm the one trying to murder a fellow Arrancar.' She closed her eyes, fighting back the tears of guilt for attemping to kill Cirucci.
"I see that you've achieved Resurreccion, Halibel," Aizen said. "I'm very impressed." Halibel looked up at Aizen, surprized by his lack of anger toward her for almost killing a member of his army. "Stand up. I'll take you back to your palace. We have much to discuss."

            Neither Halibel nor her companions knew why, but Aizen summoned Halibel to the meeting that was to be held the next morning that was normally reserved only for himself, Gin Ichimaru, Kaname Tousen, and the Espadas. As Halibel entered the debriefing room, she saw 8 of the 10 Espada sitting at the long table in the center of the room. At the table were Aaroniero, Barragan, Dordoni, Nnoitora, Ulquiorra, and three others that she did not recognize, a slim man with brown, unkempt hair and mask remains consisting of a lower jaw hanging from his neck, an athletic man with an orange afro and mask remains consisting of an upper jaw sitting on his forehead with a blue star in the middle of it, and a large, muscular man, larger than any of the other Espadas, bald except for a black ponytail with ridges on his head, red markings under his eyes, and beard barely visible behind the remains of his mask, consisting of a lower jaw. There were three chairs at the table that were vacant, the one at the end of the table presumably reserved for Aizen, and two others that supposedly were for Nel and Cirucci, who were absent. Halibel assumed that the two female Espadas were running a little later than the other eight.
In the corner of the room stood another male Arrancar. He was an athletic man with short but wild, blue hair, blue eyes, and green markings at the outer corners of his eyes. The remains of his Hollow mask consisted of jaws on the right side of his face. The jacket of his uniform had short sleeves, reached down only to his waist, and was unzipped, revealing the Hollow hole in his stomach. Suspecting that that male had been invited to the Espada meeting as well, she stood beside him to await the arrival of Aizen.
"Were you invited too?" the man asked.
"Yeah," Halibel replied.
"You're that newcomer, aren't you?" he said. "The Vasto Lorde?"
"Right," Halibel responded. "Arrancar number fifty-three, Tier Halibel."
"Just what's going on here?" the man wondered. "You came to Las Noches just a few days ago. I've been here for five years and I've never once been invited to the Espada meeting."
"Five years?" Halibel asked. "What number are you?"
The man grinned and said, "I'm Arrancar number twelve, Grimmjow Jaegerjaques."
"Twelve?" said Halibel, surprised by how low the man's Arrancar number was.
"Other than the original Espada, I was the second Arrancar that Aizen created. I had my subordinate Shawlong go before me just to make sure it was safe."
Halibel's eyes narrowed. "You put your own life before that of your comrade?"
"So what if I did? It's the subordinate's job to protect the life of his leader, isn't it?"
Before Halibel could voice her distaste for the Arrancar before her, Aizen, Ichimaru, and Tousen entered the room. Everyone turned their attention toward the Soul Reapers that graced them with their presence. Having been back in Hueco Mundo for a day, Aizen had had a chance to slick his hair back, remove his glasses, and switch out his capatin's coat for his white jacket. "Good morning, everyone," Aizen said. "There is much to talk about. But, let's have some tea first." The eight Espadas at the table gave Aizen a strange expression when he spoke. Aizen sat down at the head of the table and explained, "Thanks to Tier Halibel's abilities, hot water is no longer a scarcity here in Hueco Mundo. Which means we can all have tea at our meetings." He then turned to the silver-haired Soul Reaper to his right and said, "Gin."
"Right away, Captain Aizen," said Ichimaru. Holding a large tray with many steaming cups on it, Ichimaru began walking around the table, serving the cups to those at the table as well as in front of the two empty seats.
After Ichimaru had made his lap around the table, Aizen turned toward the two Arrancars in the corner of the room and said, "Grimmjow, Halibel. Won't you join us?"
The two Arrancars stared at Aizen in dismay. "At the table?" Grimmjow exclaimed.
"What about Nel? And Cirucci?" asked Halibel.
"They will not be joining us," said Aizen. With everyone's attention focused toward the Soul Reaper at the head of the table, nobody noticed the huge grin on Nnoitora's face. Aizen gestured toward the two empty chairs and said, "Please sit."
Hesitantly, Grimmjow and Halibel moved to the two empty seats and sat down. Nervously, Halibel picked up the cup of tea that sat before her. She reticently parted the jaws of her Hollow mask and sipped from the cup.
"Does everyone have a cup of tea now?" said Aizen. "Good. Please listen carefully to what I have to say. Cirucci Sanderwicci has been expelled from the Espada." Halibel's eyes widened slightly at Aizen's statement. "Having been so easily defeated by Tier Halibel, a Numero, I decided that she was not Espada material. Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck has also disappeared." Halibel's eyes grew even wider. "Nnoitora Gilga, with the help of Szayelaporro Grantz, threw Nelliel out from Las Noches. And from what I've been told, she was injurred and won't be returning any time soon."
"Nel is...gone?" breathed Halibel.
"Due to this sudden turn of events," Aizen continued, "the Espada will have to be reorganized to fill in the gaps that have been left by Nelliel and Cirucci." Aizen turned to Dordoni and said, "Dordoni Alessandro Del Socaccio. Roll up your sleeve for me." Dordoni rose from his seat and pushed his left sleeve up past his elbow, revealing the number "4" tattooed on his forearm. Aizen rose from his seat as well and approached Dordoni. "As the next most powerful Espada after Nelliel, you will be taking her place as Espada number three." Aizen touched Dordoni's tattoo and announced, "Espada Rango, Tres."
The tattoo on Dordoni's arm began glowing red as it reacted to Aizen's spell. "Among the Arrancars in my army," explained Aizen to Halibel and Grimmjow, "the Espadas are the only ones that can use Gran Rey Cero. It's only through a special Kidou I invented that they are able to use it." As the red glow dissipated, the "4" tattooed on Dordoni's arm had transformed into a "3". Aizen retracted his hand and said, "You may sit, Dordoni."
"Thank you, Lord Aizen," said Dordoni. He rolled hs sleeve back up and sat back down.
Aizen then walked over to Ulquiorra and said, "Ulquiorra Shifar." The melancholic man stood up and unzipped his jacket, revealing the Hollow hole in his neck and the number "6" tattooed on the left side of his chest. "Ever since your birth, you have shown great strength and even greater loyalty. You are truly deserving of the rank of number four." He touched the tattoo on Ulquiorra's chest and said, "Espada Rango, Cuatro." Just like with Dordoni, Ulquiorra's tattoo started glowing. However, the color of the light was green instead of red. The number tattooed on his body also changed, transforming from a "6" into a "4". The glow dissipated and Aizen said, "Remember, Ulquiorra. Espada ranked four and above are so powerful that their sword release is capable of destroying Las Noches. Because of this, they are forbidden from using Resurreccion while within its walls."
"Yes, Lord Aizen," said Ulquiorra.
"You may sit," said the Soul Reaper. Ulquiorra zipped his jacket back up and sat down.
Aizen then approached Halibel. "Tier Halibel," he said, "stand up." Halibel was so nervous that she nearly fell over getting to her feet. "You performed a feat yesterday that I have never seen done before. You blew away an Espada's Gran Rey Cero with an ordinary Cero. By defeating Cirucci in battle, you have proven yourself worthy of taking her place as Espada number five." The grin that Nnoitora had on his face disappeared when he heard Aizen's words. "The Espada Rango will only take effect once your rank has been etched onto your body. Is there any place in particular that you would like your rank to be displayed?"
'I'm going to be an Espada...' Halibel thought. 'Those three are going to be so surprised. Where would be the best place to reveal my mark to them?'
After thinking it over for a moment, Halibel unzipped her jacket and pointed to the small area of exposed flesh on the left side of her right breast that the remains of her mask did not conceal. Aizen's everpresent smile widened ever so slightly as Halibel pointed out where she wanted her mark to be placed. Aizen touched Halibel where she had pointed and said, "Espada Rango, Cinco."
The area of Halibel's skin where Aizen touched her started glowing yellow. "Espada Rango fills an Arrancar's blood with a special kind of Reishi," said Aizen. "By mixing that Reishi with an ordinary Cero, a Gran Rey Cero is created."
Halibel closed her eyes as she felt Aizen's Kidou searing her flesh. 'Bear the pain,' she told herself. 'This is your sacrifice for the power you're being granted.' After a moment, the pain was dulled by a tingling feeling creeping throughout her body, radiating out from her chest. It was as if a strange, new form of spiritual energy was being injected into her through her mark, mingling with and being carried by the blood pumping through her veins.
When the glow dissipated and the pain subsided, a tattoo of the number "5" had appeared on Halibel's breast where Aizen had touched her. "Congratulations, Halibel," said Aizen "You are the newest member of the Espada."
"Thank you, Lord Aizen," Halibel breathed.
"An Espada's Gran Rey Cero is another thing that's capable of destroying Las Noches," Aizen explained. "That is one thing that no Espada is allowed to use within its walls."
"Yes, Lord Aizen," Halibel responded. She zipped up her jacket and fell back into her seat.
"Wait just a damn minute," exclaimed Nnoitora, standing up. "The newcomer beats up Cirucci and takes her place as her reward. Why don't I take Nelliel's place as Espada number three?"
Aizen turned toward the lanky man and simply looked at him. Somehow, although Aizen's expression did not change, Nnoitora suddenly felt a sinister aura emanating from the Soul Reaper captain that made his hair stand on end. Aizen approached Nnoitora until he was directly in front of him. Although nearly 30 centimeters taller than Aizen, the captain's very presence was enough to make Nnoitora back away from him. "Nnoitora Gilga," said Aizen. "You defeated Nelliel and you will be rewarded for it. However, you needed help from Szayelaporro Grantz to do it. The strength that you displayed against a more powerful opponent grants you the rank of Espada number six. Stick out your tongue."
Although chagrinned by being denied a higher rank than Halibel, Nnoitora decided to take what he could get. He extended his tongue, exposing the number "8" tattooed on it. Aizen touched his tongue and announced, "Espada Rango, Seis." The tattoo on Nnoitora's tongue glowed yellow and changed from an "8" into a "6".
"Hey, wait a minute," said the man with the afro. "You made Nnoitora number six?"
"Is there a problem with that, Gantenbainne Mosqueda?" Aizen asked.
"No, Lord Aizen," the Arrancar responded. "I have no choice but to trust your judgement, but I have to ask, how come Nnoitora outranks me now?" Barragan's expression changed when he heard Gantenbainne talk about having no choice but to follow Aizen.
"Nnoitora defeated Nelliel, a member of the Espada much more powerful than he is," Aizen answered. "He jumped two positions because he has proven himself powerful enough to achieve that amazing feat. You will have to prove yourself worthy of a higher rank in order to achieve that rank. That sounds reasonable, don't you think?"
"Yes, Lord Aizen," Gantenbainne agreed.
"I'm glad that you agree," Aizen said. He turned back to Nnoitora and said, "You may sit, Nnoitora." He then turned to the blue-haired Arrancar and said, "Grimmjow Jaegerjaques, stand up."
By that time, Grimmjow knew that Aizen asking him to stand meant that he was about to be promoted to an Espada as well. He eagerly stood up, awaiting Aizen to use his Espada Rango on him. Aizen approached Grimmjow and said, "Szyelaporro Grantz has informed me that by using a Resurreccion technique that he developed, you greatly increased your physical strength. He originally wanted to test out the technique on Cirucci, but she unfortunately declined. Perhaps she could have defeated Halibel and jumped several ranks like Nnoitora did if she had gone through with it. Thankfully, you agreed to provide Szyelaporro with the data he needed by using the technique, and I can feel just how different your Spiritual Pressure is as a result. The power that you've gained earns you the rank of Espada number eight. Where on your body do you want your rank to be displayed?"
Grimmjow turned his back to Aizen, extended the thumb of his right hand, and pointed at the right side of his back. "I want it right here," he said.
"I see," said Aizen. He touched the right side of Grimmjow's back, just under the hem of his waist-length jacket, and recited, "Espada Rango, Ocho." The area of Grimmjow's skin that Aizen touched started glowing blue as the captain performed his Kidou. A wide smile came to Grimmjow's face as he felt the power of the Espada Rango flowing throughout his body. Slowly, a tattoo of the number "8" appeared on the right side of Grimmjow's back.
After the spell was completed and the glow had died down, Grimmjow asked. "Is it there?"
"Yes," Aizen replied. "Your rank has been etched onto your body. You are now a member of the Espada."
"Thank you, Lord Aizen," said Grimmjow with a smile. He sat down, eagerly awaiting Aizen's orders, thankful to the Soul Reaper for granting him the powers of an Espada.
Aizen returned to his seat at the head of the table and said, "The Espada are again complete. Everyone, welcome our newest members, Espada number five, Tier Halibel, and Espada number eight, Grimmjow Jaegerjaques." Aizen raised his cup of tea and said, "Cheers."
The ten Arrancars at the table also raised their cups, some more enthusiastically than others, and said, "Cheers." Everyone put their cups to their lips and downed the rest of their tea.
After setting his cup down again, Aizen said, "Halibel, Grimmjow. As Espadas, you have the option to chose any Numeros to be your direct subordinates, your Fracciones. I will arrange for you to meet all of the Numeros for you to chose from."
"That won't be necessary," said Halibel. "I know exactly who I want to be my Fracciones. Emilou Apache, Franceska Mila Rose, and Cyan Sun-Sun will be my Fracciones."
"I see," said Aizen. He then turned to the blue-haired Espada and said, "Grimmjow?"
"Yeah," Grimmjow said. "I know who I want. I want Shawlong Koufang, Edorad Liones, Nakeem Grindina, Illfort Grantz, and D Roy Rinker as my Fracciones."
"I see," said Aizen. "In that case, there will be no need for you to meet with the other Numeros. However, if you come across a Numero during your time in Las Noches that you want to take as your Fraccion, don't hesitate to let me know." Aizen turned to the entire group and said, "This meeting is concluded. Whenever the Espada are needed to convene, I will use Tenteikura to summon you. You are dismissed."
All of the Espadas stood up and moved to leave the room. As Halibel moved toward the exit, Nnoitora stopped in front of her. "Let's get one thing stright," he said. "Just because you outrank me, don't think you're stronger than me."
"I think no such thing," Halibel said. Nnoitora turned around to look at her, surprised by her response. "I didn't chose my rank, it was given to me by Lord Aizen. Nel might have acted better than you, but I have no intention of doing that. If Lord Aizen feels you are more deserving of this rank than I am, I will gladly relinquish it." Halibel moved to the side and Nnoitora did not stop her from walking past him.
As the Espadas dispersed, Aizen approached the blonde and said, "Halibel." The woman stopped and turned to look at the captain. "I remember you telling me that you and your comrades were considering custom uniforms."
"That's right," Halibel responded.
"Come with me."

            Meanwhile, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun were at Nel's palace. Nel's Spiritual Pressure had seemed to have disappeared from Las Noches, so they figured that they could take whatever they wanted without repurcussions. Because Nel's palace was similarly colored to their own, the three Numeros figured that they could use components of her palace to fix the hole in their ceiling. Apache and Sun-Sun, being the ones that had created the hole, were taking responsibility by breaking off pieces of Nel's roof to carry back to their palace.
While Apache and Sun-Sun were busy gathering components to fix their ceiling, Mila Rose wandered around the palace, curious to see what Nel's living quarters were like and to see what belongings she had. In the main hallway, she found that among Nel's belongings was an elegant vase. "Master Halibel might like this," she said to herself, picking up the vase.
As Mila Rose continued her tour of the vacant palace, she came to a dark room in a corner of the palace. In the room was a large bed that Mila Rose could only assume Nel used to sleep in. There were two items on the bed. Mila Rose sat down on the bed and examined the items. One was a small, green bottle with a magenta ribbon tied around it. Mila Rose thought that it looked pretty, so she stuck the bottle in her jacket to take back in case she or her comrades wanted to use it for any reason.
The other item was a book. Mila Rose picked up the book and read the title, "'In Service of the Cat Princess by Hachiko'." Curious to know what the book was about, she opened it and started reading.
"Hey, Mila Rose," said Apache as she and Sun-Sun found their partner. "We've got some pretty big pieces of the roof. I think we have enough to rebuild our ceiling."
"What's that you're reading?" Sun-Sun asked, noticing the book in Mila Rose's hand.
The dark-skinned Arrancar looked up from her book at her companions. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were wide with excitement. She responded, "You girls are not going to believe this."

            After the Espada meeting, Aizen brought Halibel to a warehouse at the base of the second tower of Las Noches full of various fabrics, most of which were colored white and black. It was there that Halibel had her custom uniform and those of her subordinates designed and constructed.
For herself, Halibel chose a design that reflected Nel's suggestion to keep her midsection exposed. The front of her new jacket barely covered her breasts, but it had an exceptionally high collar, almost completely hiding her Hollow mask. The jacket also had a short coattail that tucked under her black sash, which was tied using straps that were hidden underneath it, making it appear as a complete, circular band around her waist. The collar of her jacket was decorated with two golden, circular ornaments, one on either side. The zipper at the front of the jacket opened from the bottom upward. The sleeves of her jacket extended into gloves with black fingers. The sheath for her Zanpakuto had been fastened to the backside of the jacket, allowing her to carry it across her back. The white pants that she wore were much the same as they were before. Her long, blond hair had also been cut short except for three locks, which were held together by small, blue elastic bands.
Halibel left the warehouse, carrying her Fracciones' customized uniforms in her arms as she made her way back to her palace. 'They're going to be so happy,' she thought to herself.

            At their palace, under a hastily reconstructed ceiling, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun were lost in the throes of sexual delight. Mila Rose had shared with Apache and Sun-Sun the erotic contents of the book that she had found and had started reading the book out loud after they had returned to their quarters. The words written in the book were so arousing that the three women could not help but take off their clothes and pleasure themselves.
"Like this?" Sun-Sun asked, on her knees with a pillow held between her thighs.
"What, you can't tell just by looking?" Apache responded, also on her knees with a pillow between her thighs. Apache and Sun-Sun were facing each other on opposite ends of the futon.
As Apache and Sun-Sun rubbed themselves against their pillows, Mila Rose was to the side, sitting up with her right hand holding the book and her left hand thrusting a smooth shaft made of stone in and out of her pussy. "'I close the screen door and turn around,'" she read aloud. "'I untie the sash around my waist, preparing for bed. My Shihakusho falls open, exposing my breasts to the cool night air. I cup my breasts in my hands, feeling ashamed of how small they are. They are so small that I never wore a bra. I envied Lady Yoko for having such large, voluptuous breasts. I can vividly remember the sensation of Lady Yoko standing behind me, holding my arms while instructing me how to swing a sword, all the while pressing her ample breasts against my back.
"'My nipples harden as I recall the feeling of Lady Yoko's body pressed against mine,'" Mila Rose continued reading. "'I lie down on my futon and give my breasts a squeeze. I moan as I touch my meager breasts. "Lady Yoko," I moan. Although I envy Lady Yoko's bigger breasts, at the same time, I worship them. And not only her breasts, everything about her is perfect. Her strong yet womanly physique, her commanding yet gentle attitute, her dark, toned skin, and the most elegant ears and tail of any of the catpeople that lived in the Soul Society. How I wish that just once I could spend a night with Lady Yoko in her bedchamber.'
"Oh!" Mila Rose growled, the book's arousing words adding to the pleasure that the shaft produced between her legs. She continued reading, "'The mere thought of Lady Yoko makes me wet with desire. I reach into my pocket and pull out the chinaberry wood dildo that I found hidden in Lady Yoko's dresser. I pull down my pants, exposing my hairless mound.' Sun-Sun, the way that Hachiko describes herself reminds me of you."
"Be quiet, you hairy cow," Sun-Sun breathed as she humped her pillow. "It's not my fault that I was gifted with a slender, silky smooth body."
"Just keep reading the damn book," Apache moaned, rubbing her pussy against her pillow as well.
Mila Rose continued reading, "'Never had I felt my vagina so wet before. I push the dildo into my sex and I cry out with pleasure. I hope that none of Lady Yoko's other servants hear me, or even worse, Lady Yoko herself. Would Lady Yoko be disgusted with me for violating myself in such a manner? Thinking about the consequences breaks my heart.' What does that mean?"
"Who knows? Keep reading," Apache commanded.
"'I can't bear the thought of Lady Yoko seeing me as something vile and I try to stop masturbating. But it feels so good that I can't stop. I even start seeing Lady Yoko on top of me. I imagine that Lady Yoko is on top of me, using the dildo as a strapon. 'Does that feel'...' UNH!" Mila Rose cried. "''Does'...'Does that feel good, Hachiko?' I imagine her asking me.
"'"Yes," I answer my imaginary lover.
"'I bring my other hand between my legs and start rubbing my clitoris, slowly at first, but gradually building up speed.' Oh yeah!" Mila Rose roared. "'"Oh!" I cry. I cover my mouth with my free hand to muffle my cries, hoping that no one heard my sudden outburst.'"
All three women were panting and moaning as Mila Rose read aloud, their movements becoming faster as Hachiko's words brought them ever closer to orgasm. "'I throw my head back as I bring myself closer and closer to release. "Lady Yoko! Lady Yoko! Lady Yoko!" I moan over and over again.
"''Come for me, Hachiko,' my imaginary lover whispers into my ear. That's it. I'm at my limit. My back arches and my toes curl up and I let out a loud cry of passion. I'm coming. Hard. My slim body writhes as waves of pleasure'...'course through'...'me.' Oh my God! ANH!"
Sun-Sun gave out a long, shuddering moan followed by a loud cry from Apache and then a loud roar from Mila Rose. All three women shook uncontrollably as their orgasms hit. Sun-Sun fell forward, her body trembling against the futon. Apache threw her head back, falling backward, her hips thrusting high into the air. Mila Rose' entire body convulsed, her arms and legs flailing wildly.
It was just as their moans and cries of pleasure started to die down that they heard a soft thump coming from the portal leading deeper into the palace. Their bodies still shaking in bliss, they looked toward the direction of the sound to see a pile of clothes on the ground, having been dropped by a wide-eyed woman with blond hair. "M-M-Master...H-Hali...bel," Sun-Sun stuttered as her shivers continued.
"Master...Halibel..." Apache panted as she came down from her pleasure high.
"W-Welcome back, Ma'am," Mila Rose breathed, regaining her composure.
After a brief pause, Halibel responded, "Right."
As their orgasms ended, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun got up onto their knees and looked at their mistress. "Master Halibel," said Apache, "those clothes."
"Lord Aizen brought back fabric from the Soul Society," Halibel explained, the high collar of her coat and Hollow mask hiding the fact that her cheeks were red. "He took me to the warehouse to customize our uniforms." She picked up the fabric on the ground and said, "These are yours."
The three companions went over to Halibel and took the new uniforms from her. Apache's uniform was a jacket similar to that of the standard Arrancar uniform except that it was more formfitting, had short sleeves with black cuffs, and the neckline was a V-neck. Her black sash, like Halibel's, was to be fastened with straps hidden underneath it. In place of classic briefs and a sports bra were black high-cut briefs and a balconette bra. Also a part of Apache's uniform were short, white gloves.
Mila Rose's customized uniform was more extravagant. In place of a jacket was a white, strapless brassiere, white armbands with pink jewels imbedded in them, and white forearm guards. In place of the pleated pants was a white miniskirt with a black waistline, which also had a pink jewel imbedded in it. Her briefs had also been switched out for a low-rise bikini bottom.
Sun-Sun's new uniform consisted of a dress-like jacket that ran all the way to her ankles. The sleeves were long enough to extend well past her hands and the collar of the jacket was lined with black fur. Also part of Sun-Sun's uniform were two black belts. Black briefs were still part of her underwear, but the sports bra was replaced with a bandeau.
"It's perfect," said Mila Rose as she looked at her uniform.
"Just what I had in mind," said Sun-Sun, looking at hers.
"I like it," Apache said, looking at her own uniform.
After a moment of watching her subordinates admire their new uniforms, Halibel asked, "What were you three doing when I walked in?" Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun turned their attention to Halibel, their cheeks reddening. "Were you touching yourselves down there?"
"Well," said Apache, "we found this book at Nel's palace. Mila Rose started reading it and...it was really arousing. Sun-Sun just couldn't stop herself from dropping her pants and rubbing her pussy against a pillow, the pervert."
"You were teaching me how to do it," Sun-Sun retorted.
Siding with Sun-Sun, Mila Rose said to Apache, "You couldn't help it either."
"But, as soon as you read about that dildo," said Sun-Sun, turning to Mila Rose, "you fashioned one yourself out of the remaining stone that we collected."
Halibel's comrades were using words that the blond-haired woman did not understand. While her subordinates bickered, Halibel picked up the book and started reading it, hoping that she could learn the vocabulary that her friends had picked up from it. However, before she found the words 'pussy', 'perverted', or 'dildo' to learn what they meant, she read the narrator's description of the cat princess Yoko and how much the narrator admired her. Much to Halibel's surprise, the description of Yoko reminded her very much of herself. The way that she acted around her servant Hachiko was very much like how Halibel treated Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun. Yoko's physical appearance was also very similar to Halibel's, including her dark skin tone.
Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun stopped squabbling when they noticed tears forming in Halibel's eyes. "Master Halibel?" said Apache. The three partners gathered around their mistress. "What's wrong?" Apache asked.
"Nel wasn't using us for her own pleasure," Halibel said. "She actually cared about us...about me. Yoko...I reminded Nel of Princess Yoko. She liked me just like Hachiko liked Yoko. She didn't mean to hurt us, she got carried away like you did just now." Halibel dropped the book and held her head in shame. "All she wanted was to be by my side. And now she's gone because I told Nnoitora to punish her."
Halibel's friends' eyes widened at their master's words. "Nel's gone?" Mila Rose exclaimed.
"Lord Aizen told us at the Espada meeting," Halibel explained. "Using help from an Arrancar scientist named Szayelaporro Grantz, Espada number six Nnoitora Gilga defeated Nel and threw her out of Las Noches. This was just after I told him to punish Nel for me."
"Number six?" said Sun-Sun.
"I thought Nnoitora Gilga was Espada number eight," said Mila Rose.
"Master Halibel," Apache asked, "what happened at that Espada meeting?"
"Nel has been exiled and Cirucci has been expelled from the Espada," Halibel recounted. "The Espada had to be rearranged to make up for their loss. Several of the Espadas were promoted. And..." Halibel trailed off.
Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun stared at their master, waiting for her to finish what she had to say. Halibel grabbed the pull-tab at the bottom of her jacket and undid the zipper that ran up its length. As the front of the jacket fell open and Halibel's Hollow mask was exposed, her subordinates gasped at what they saw. On the left side of Halibel's right breast, on the small area of her chest that her mask did not conceal, was a tattoo of the number "5".
"Five...?" Apache breathed.
"Master Halibel..." Mila Rose choked out. "You're..."
"...an Espada?" Sun-Sun finished Mila Rose's sentence.
"After I defeated Cirucci yesterday," said Halibel, "Lord Aizen felt that I was worthy to take her place as Espada number five. And you three are my Fracciones. With this new power bestowed upon me, I will see to it that none of you are sacrificed. Not your bodies nor your happiness."
"Master Halibel!" Apache cried. She, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun all wrapped their arms around their mistress.
"Congratulations, Master Halibel," said Mila Rose.
"I'm so happy for you," said Sun-Sun.
"Thank you," Halibel responded.
Apache looked up into the blond-haired woman's eyes and said, "We love you, Master Halibel."
The Espada stared blankly at the blue-haired Arrancar. "What?" she said.
"We love you, Master Halibel," Mila Rose repeated her partner's words, coming around to stand to Apache's right.
"We love you," said Sun-Sun, moving to Apache's left.
"Despite the terrible things that Nel did, "Apache gushed, "she taught us many things as well. We never thought that it was possible for Hollows or Arrancars to love."
"But Nel taught us that Arrancars can experience love even more than humans do," Mila Rose continued. "Love comes from a desire to be close to someone."
"And our only desire is to be close to you, Master Halibel," continued Sun-Sun.
"Another thing that Nel taught us," Apache said, "is how to express that love." The blue-haired woman reached toward Halibel's face and cupped the cheeks of her Hollow mask. The jaws of Halibel's mask parted on their own, revealing the Espada's flushed cheeks and full lips hanging open. Apache raised herself onto her toes and pressed her lips against those of her master.
Halibel was frozen by Apache's action. The part of her that remembered Nel doing the same thing told her to flee, but the part of her that cared for her companions took notice that the way that Apache pressed her lips against hers was very different from the way that Nel did. Where Nel's action was aggressive and predatory, Apache was performing the same action with tenderness and care. It felt much more like she was giving than taking.
Although the contact was brief, it left Halibel speachless. For what felt like hours, all that she could do was stare at the younger woman. The look in Apache's eyes showed absolutely no voracity or overzealousness, only compassion and undying loyalty. Under Apache's gaze, all of Halibel's anxiety and doubt melted away and her expression softened. The look on her master's face expressing approval rather than resistance, Apache raised herself onto her toes and pressed her lips against Halibel's again. This time, Halibel reciprocated.
Not content to be mere observers, Mila Rose and Sun-Sun moved to Halibel's sides and aided in the removal of her jacket. Mila Rose slowly pulled Halibel's left sleeve down her arm and Sun-Sun pulled down her right sleeve, gradually exposing the Espada's long, shapely arms. Halibel sighed in delight as she felt her Fracciones' hands stroke her skin as it became exposed.
Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun rotated around Halibel so that Apache was to her right, Sun-Sun was to her left, and Mila Rose was in front. While Apache and Sun-Sun worked to untie Halibel's sash, Mila Rose carressed her sides and her back, sending shivers down her master's spine. Apache and Sun-Sun succeeded in untying Halibel's sash, causing her pleated pants to fall to the ground, revealing her black briefs and Hollow hole barely visible above the hem of her panties. Just as Apache had done to Halibel's lips, she and Sun-Sun put their mouths to Halibel's back and gently sucked on her skin, eliciting a moan from the Espada's throat. Mila Rose did the same to the small part of Halibel's cleavage that her mask left exposed and said, "I wish that I could see your breasts so badly, Master Halibel."
Hearing Mila Rose's wish, Halibel moved back just enough to be able to move her hands to the sides of her breastplate. She unhinged the coupling mechanism that attached it to the rest of her mask, causing it to fall to the ground. Mila Rose, Apache, and Sun-Sun stared in amazement at their master's bare chest. It was hard for them to believe that they were actually looking at Halibel's full, round breasts and dark pink nipples. "Master Halibel..." Apache breathed.
"Your mask..." said Sun-Sun.
"Nel ripped it off when she had sex with me," Halibel explained. "I was able to reattach it. But now, it seems that I can take it off whenever I want."
"Master Halibel, your breasts are so full and beautiful," Sun-Sun breathed as she, Apache, and Mila Rose rotated again. Sun-Sun touched Halibel's breasts and gently squeezed them. Halibel threw her head back and moaned in pleasure as Sun-Sun fondled her breasts. The green-haired Arrancar leaned forward and pressed her lips against Halibel's just as Apache had done. She extended her exceptionally long tongue, pushing it into Halibel's mouth, and the Espada happily sucked on the long member. Apache and Mila Rose pulled down Halibel's panties, revealing her round buttocks in the back and her hairy pubic mound in the front. The Espada continued moaning and gasping in bliss as Sun-Sun continued pleasuring her chest while Apache and Mila Rose carressed her abdomen, back, hips, buttocks, and thighs.
Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun rotated again. Sun-Sun stroked Halibel's back with her left hand and used her right to continue fondling Halibel's right breast. Mila Rose mirrored Sun-Sun's actions by stroking Halibel's back with her right hand and groping her left breast with her left hand. Sun-Sun licked and teased Halibel's ear, causing the blond-haired woman to moan loudly. Her moans, however, were silenced by Mila Rose enveloping her master's mouth with her own.
Meanwhile, Apache was on her knees in front of Halibel, face to face with her mound. Halibel's blond pubic hair was just as thick and womanly as Nel's was, but Apache had never seen Nel's pussy nearly as wet as Halibel's was then. Her pubic hair glistened with droplets of vaginal fluid and her juices were already running down her legs. The blue-haired Arrancar brought her right hand to Halibel's vulva and played with the thick forest of hair with her fingers. She brought her face between Halibel's legs and licked her juices from her inner thighs. By then, Halibel was panting with anticipation. The sensations produced by all three of her partners' ministrations were too wonderful and intense for her to bear. Completely lost in the moment, Halibel brought her hands to the back of Apache's head and pulled her toward her pubic mound. All too eager to please her mistress, Apache went straight for Halibel's pussy and thirstily lapped up the nectar that flowed from it.
Halibel cried out in ecstasy as she felt Apache's tongue enter her. Mila Rose and Sun-Sun smiled at their master's reactions. "Doesn't that feel nice?" said Sun-Sun.
"Yes," Halibel gasped.
"We're going to use everything that Nel taught us to show you how much we love you, Master Halibel," Mila Rose said.
"We love you so much, Master Halibel," Sun-Sun whispered into the blonde's ear.
"We love you, Master Halibel," said Apache, looking up at her master from between her legs.
Somehow, hearing her Fracciones saying that they loved her heightened the sensations that they were producing in Halibel's body. She was at a loss for words. The only vocalization that Halibel could make in response to her friends' proclamation was a long, loud moan. She raised her left arm and brought her hand to the back of Mila Rose's head, pulling her closer. She hungrily sucked on Mila Rose's lips, hoping to pull from her brown-haired companion's mouth all of the feeling that she had to give.
Apache grabbed Halibel's butt with her left hand, brought her right hand to Halibel's vagina, pushed her index and middle fingers into her folds, and flicked her engorged clitoris with her tongue. Halibel cried out in rapture and started involuntarily rocking her hips against Apache. Mila Rose and Sun-Sun pinched Halibel's nipples, eliciting more rapturous cries from their master.
Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun felt Halibel's Spiritual Pressure grow increasingly erratic as they pushed her ever closer to orgasm. "Will you come for us, Master Halibel?" Mila Rose asked.
"Please come for us, Master Halibel," said Sun-Sun.
"We want to see you come, Master Halibel," said Apache.
Mila Rose felt the jaws of Halibel's mask start closing around her mouth and so pulled back before her lips were bitten off. She looked at her master's face to see her eyes closed tightly, tears of joy streaming from them as she reached her peak. Halibel lurched forward and her pelvic muscles contracted powerfully, expelling Apache's fingers from her pussy and drenching her blue-haired Fraccion with a powerful jet of girl-cum. Then, her back arched and she threw her head back, the jaws of her Hollow mask opening wide to allow the scream of ecstasy that she let out echo through the halls of their palace. A burst of Spiritual Energy erupted from her body, throwing her Fracciones back. Without the support of her companions to hold her up, Halibel fell to the floor under the force of the powerful convulsions that wracked her body. Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun could only look on in awe as their master bucked and writhed on the floor, showering them with her orgasmic fluids.
Aside from Halibel's gradually diminishing cries of bliss, the palace was silent as her Fracciones watched her orgasm run its course. As the last of Halibel's muscle spasms ended and her body came to rest, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun crawled over to where she lay panting on the ground. "She came," Mila Rose said.
"Master Halibel had an orgasm," said Sun-Sun.
"Master Halibel," said Apache, "I'm so happy that we could make you feel good." The blue-haired woman climed on top of Halibel and pressed their lips together once more.
"No fair," said Mila Rose. "I want to kiss Master Halibel too." She pressed herself against Apache to get her fair share of Halibel's lips.
"Me too," said Sun-Sun, joining in. All four women could taste the embrosial flavor of Halibel's juices on Apache's lips.
"When I had sex with Nel," said Apache, "I got really wet when I came, but not nearly as wet as you, Master Halibel."
"Nel didn't even get that wet when I punished her with that...thing that she had with her," Mila Rose added. "Even though she said she enjoyed the pain."
"She said that to me too," said Sun-Sun. "It must be your ability that makes you squirt so much when you come."
Halibel spread her arms and embraced all of her subordinates, pulling them close. She moaned into their mouths as she felt their skin press against hers. "You three..." she said in between kisses, "...that was amazing. Not even the orgasms...that Nel gave me...felt so good."
"Do you want us to make you come again, Master Halibel?" Mila Rose asked.
"Yes," Halibel breathed.
Although highly aroused by Halibel's extremely wet orgasm, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun forewent their own pleasure to focus their attention on their mistress. They escorted Halibel to the futon. Sun-Sun sat down on the bed and Halibel leaned her back against her. With her erect nipples digging into Halibel's back, Sun-Sun used her left hand to stroke the Espada's head and used her right hand to grope and squeeze her right breast. Halibel moaned in pleasure as Sun-Sun fondled her breast, but moaned even louder when Apache, who was lying on her stomach to her left, brought her face down to her master's left breast and swirled her tongue around her nipple. Mila Rose took up the stone dildo that she had been using earlier and put in into her mouth, lubing it up with her saliva. Halibel shuddered as she watched her brown-haired subordinate seductively suck and lick the length of the shaft.
"I'm going to make you come in my mouth this time, Master Halibel," said Mila Rose as she positioned the head of the dildo at the entrance of her master's sex. She pushed the shaft into Halibel's folds and the blonde moaned in bliss as it penetrated her. Slippery from Mila Rose's saliva as well as Halibel's own vaginal lubrication, the dildo moved in and out of Halibel's pussy effortlessly.
Sun-Sun pinched Halibel's right nipple and Apache sucked her left nipple into her mouth, causing the blond-haired woman to yelp in surprise. Mila Rose nipped at Halibel's inner thighs, making her shudder in delight. Keeping her mouth firmly planted on the dark pink nubbin, Apache brought her left hand down between Halibel's legs and began rubbing her clitoris. Halibel cried out in pleasure as her blue-haired Fraccion fingered her turgid clit, only for her open mouth to be claimed by Sun-Sun's. She reached her right arm behind her to hold Sun-Sun's head and used her left hand to stroke Apache's back, feeling the younger Arrancar's smooth skin.
"Your body is so beautiful, Master Halibel," Mila Rose growled as she continued sucking and biting Halibel's legs.
"It really is," Sun-Sun agreed.
"Everything about you is beautiful, Master Halibel," said Apache as she continued suckling her master's nipple.
"You three," Halibel moaned. "Ah!"
Mila Rose thrust the dildo forcefully in and out of Halibel's pussy. The Espada rocked her hips in time with Mila Rose's thrusts, her wetness causing a sloshing sound every time the shaft sank into her. She panted heavily as another orgasm began building inside her. She gritted her teeth, the jaws of her mask shut, and her body arched forward. With their mistress at her limit, Sun-Sun twisted her right nipple, Apache bit her left nipple and buffetted her swollen clit furiously, and Mila Rose shoved the dildo deep into her pussy.
Halibel could not withstand any more of her partners' four-pronged assault. Her pelvic muscles contracted powerfully, forcing the dildo out of her pussy and unleashing a torrent of orgasmic nectar upon Mila Rose's face and Apache's hand. She gripped the futon beneath her and threw her head back as her orgasm hit. Her Hollow mask opened wide and she sceamed in rapture. Apache and Sun-Sun watched gleefully as Halibel's body contorted in the throes of ecstasy. Mila Rose lapped up as much of her master's honey as she could, but was content with the majority of it splattering against her face and chest.
"You came so much again, Master Halibel!" exclaimed Apache excitedly as Halibel came down from her pleasure high. She retracted her hand from between the blond-haired woman's legs and observed the cum dripping from her fingers.
"How much pussy juice do you have?" Sun-Sun wondered.
Halibel opened her eyes, looked at her green-haired lover, and responded, "Let's find out." She flipped herself onto her stomach on top of Sun-Sun and kissed her passionately, causing the slender Arrancar to yelp in surprise. Apache jumped to Halibel's right side and Mila Rose jumped to her left, joining them in a steamy 4-way kiss. After they all had shared the juices that still clung to Mila Rose's lips, Halibel climbed up Sun-Sun's body and straddled her face.
Sun-Sun stared in awe at the thick forest of blond hair covering Halibel's mound, dripping with her fluids. Although it was not unlike Nel's bush, the fact that the pubic mound sitting before her belonged to her beloved Halibel exhilerated Sun-Sun. The scent of Halibel's arousal intoxicated Sun-Sun and she could not help but grab her master's hips, pull her pussy down onto her face, and snake her long tongue into the Espada's canal. Halibel threw her head back and moaned as she felt Sun-Sun's tongue wriggle about inside her.
Seeing Halibel's ass rocking back and forth before her, Mila Rose and Apache had an idea. They remembered the narrator of In Service of the Cat Princess writing about her fantasy of Yoko using the dildo that she had as a strapon. Apache had told Mila Rose and Sun-Sun earlier about how much she enjoyed Nel fucking her in the ass and Mila Rose remembered how much she enjoyed fucking Nel in the ass with a phallus afterward. Mila Rose also remembered Nel using Restriccion to repair her ripped trousers after she had used the phallus on her. Having realized that the magenta ribbon tied around the green bottle that she had found at Nel's palace was a Restriccion spell, Mila Rose had scrutinized the ribbon in an attempt to deduce its composition. Believing that they had a decent understanding of how the spell worked, Apache and Mila Rose took the low-rise bikini bottom that was part of Mila Rose's new uniform, placed the base of the dildo against the front of the panties, and they both announced "Restriccion." Red and orange ribbons materialized around the dildo, stitching it to the bikini, creating a strapon for Mila Rose to wear.
Apache moved to Halibel's front and kissed her while Sun-Sun ate her out. Distracted by the blue-haired woman in front of her, Halibel did not notice Mila Rose straddle Sun-Sun's chest behind her. Halibel gasped in surprise when she felt something hard press against her back door. She turned around to see that Mila Rose was the one behind her. "Can I fuck you in the ass with the dildo, Master Halibel?" Mila Rose asked.
Even though Halibel remembered the pain and humiliation of Nel using a phallus to violate her backside, she would be lying if she said that she did not enjoy it. She also knew that the dildo was not a part of Mila Rose's body and that it was not a man's thing. And the fact that Mila Rose was asking her permission before doing it reassured Halibel that her Fracciones would never do anything without her consent while having sex with her. She replied, "Yes."
Sun-Sun, not missing a beat, used her hands already on Halibel's hips to guide the blonde's rear end toward the fake dick that Mila Rose had between her legs. Wrapping her left arm around Halibel and grabbing her left breast, Mila Rose held the base of the dildo with her right hand and guided it into the blond-haired Arrancar's anus. Halibel's eyes widened and she cried out in discomfort as she felt the member penetrate her asshole. With the shaft firmly nestled between Halibel's butt cheeks, Mila Rose brought her right hand around Halibel's body and used it to fondle her right breast. She slowly rocked her hips forward and back, moving the dildo in and out of Halibel's ass. The Espada moaned in pleasure and began rocking her hips in time with Mila Rose's thrusts.
Apache touched the right side of Halibel's face with her left hand and Halibel turned back toward her. Taking the hint, Halibel wrapped her arms around Apache and kissed her. With her mouth, breasts, vagina, and anus all receiving treatment, Halibel had only one part of her body left unattended. Apache used her right hand to stroke Halibel's body, causing the Espada to sigh in delight. Apache's hand roamed up and down Halibel's body, moving lower with every descent. Halibel twitched when she felt Apache's hand brush over the crook of her leg. The blue-haired woman moved her hand even lower, picking up some of Halibel's juices on her fingers. With her fingers slick with Halibel's natural lubricant, Apache moved her hand up to the blond-haired woman's clitoris and began rubbing it. Slick with Halibel's juices, Apache's fingers moved swiftly over the sensitive nubbin, giving Halibel's clit more pleasure than it had ever received before. The Espada cried out in bliss as her companions covered all of the bases, bringing her to new heights of ecstasy. The amount of care and attention that her lovers put into every ministration made Halibel feel warm inside and it only added to the pleasure that she felt.
"Does it feel good, Master Halibel?" Apache asked.
"Yes," Halibel gasped. "It's better than anything I've felt before."
"All we want is to make you feel good," Apache cooed. "This is what it means to love you. Accept our love."
"Accept our love, Master Halibel," said Mila Rose.
"Please accept it," sighed Sun-Sun.
"OOHH!!" Halibel cried. She clutched Apache, digging her fingers into the younger Arrancar's blue hair and pulling her close, burrying her face into her right shoulder. Apache stroked Halibel's golden locks and nibbled on her ear, causing the Espada to cry out loudly.
Sun-Sun was beginning to realize that there was a rough, engorged area about 5 centimeters inside Halibel's vagina on the front wall that caused the Espada to jump every time she touched it. Recognizing that stimulating that area gave Halibel pleasure, Sun-Sun focused her tongue on that spot. "NN!! NN!!" Halibel cried loudly. She suddenly started humping Sun-Sun's face frantically as that special spot inside her canal was rubbed against. Halibel's skin was hot and covered in sweat as her Fracciones continued their six-pronged attack on her earlobe, both of her breasts, her clit, her pussy, and her ass.
"Oh! Oh!" Halibel cried. "I'm coming! I'm coming!" She gritted her teeth, her mask clamped shut, and her abdomen tightened. Her vaginal muscles contracted powerfully against Sun-Sun's tongue, ejecting it from her pussy along with a powerful surge of orgasmic fluids, drenching her face, Apache's midsection, and the futon beneath them. Then, the jaws of her Hollow mask opened wide and she let out a loud, moaning scream, "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!" Her entire body shook violently and Yellow Spiritual Pressure erupted from her body, sending Mila Rose flying across the room. Apache would have been thrown across the room as well had Halibel not been hanging on to her for dear life. Her nails dug into Apache's scalp, causing the blue-haired woman to hiss in pain.
The force of Halibel's paroxysm pushed her on top of Apache, pinning the younger Arrancar under her as she continued shaking. Captivated by the beauty of their mistress enraptured in the throes of ecstasy, Sun-Sun went to Halibel's left side and Mila Rose made her way to Halibel's right. They reached out toward their mitress, moving their hands up and down her sides and back, hoping that their ministrations would keep Halibel coming. Apache's right hand was pinned between Halibel's body and her own, causing Halibel to pound her throbbing clit against it with every wave of her orgasm, sending continuous jolts of electricity shooting through her body. That, combined with Mila Rose and Sun-Sun continuously stroking her burning skin, brought about another powerful orgasm. Halibel was again screaming and contorting in bliss. Random muscle spasms throughout her body flipped her onto her back. Her hips bucked and heaved, throwing her Fracciones off of her. "OOOHHH!!! OOOHHH!!!" Halibel screamed over and over again. Her vagina pulsated rhythmically, girl-cum erupting from her urethra, raining down upon her companions and soaking the futon.
"Mm," Sun-Sun moaned, running her hands up and down her body, feeling her skin slick with Halibel's cum. "I...I can't take it any more!" Overwhelmed by an uncontrollable desire to have an orgasm, Sun-Sun climbed in front of Halibel, lifted the blond-haired woman's right leg, and traddled her left thigh. The green-haired Arrancar sighed in pleasure as she rubbed herself against Halibel's leg. She leaned in and kissed Halibel as she humped her mistress.
"Don't you dare have sex wth Master Halibel without me!" exclaimed Mila Rose, nearly tripping as she tried to strip out of the strapon bikini bottom that she was wearing. She pushed Sun-Sun to the side and pushed Halibel's right leg back down so that she had a limb to rub herself off on as well.
"I need Master Halibel to make me come too," Apache moaned. With both of Halibel's legs already occupied by Mila Rose and Sun-Sun, the blue-haired woman had to hope that Halibel was cognizant enough after her orgasms to pleasure her with her mouth. She straddled Halibel's head, facing her partners. With an inexplicable compulsion to engage in sex with anything nearby, regardless of whether they were already engaged in the act with someone or not, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun all leaned toward each other and locked lips in a lustful 3-way kiss. They reached out for each other, groping any piece of flesh that they could get their hands on, moaning into each other's mouths as they rubbed their aching clits against their master.
As Halibel came back to her senses, she saw a woman's ass in her face. From the blue pubic hair sparsely covering her mound, Halibel knew that the woman humping her face was Apache. "Mm," she moaned at the delightful taste of the woman's nectar as it dripped onto her mouth. She extended her tongue and licked up and down the length of Apache's slit, causing the blue-haired Arrancar to moan louder. She also started moving her legs forward and back in time with the undulating motion of the other two women that were humping her thighs. Mila Rose's and Sun-Sun's moans also grew louder as their master aided in their pursuit of release.
Having witnessed the object of their affection orgasm four times and ejaculate every time she did and without having experienced orgasm themselves since before engaging sex with their mistress, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun were in a heightened state of arousal. Their arousal combined with the knowledge that Halibel was the one that was giving them the pleasure that they hungered for fueled their lust, urging them to rock their hips faster, rubbing their pussies against Halibel more forcefully. They moaned and cried into each other's mouths as they humped Halibel faster, Halibel happily providing them with what they wanted. They quickly felt the pressure of their impending orgasms build up inside their bodies. "You need orgasms too," Halibel said.
"Yes, Master Halibel," Apache cried out.
"That's right," groaned Mila Rose.
"Please make us come, Master Halibel!" exclaimed Sun-Sun.
Halibel used the enhanced strength that she had as an Arrancar to move her legs rapidly enough to become blurs against Mila Rose's and Sun-Sun's clits. For Apache, Halibel lashed at her clitoris with her tongue just as forcefully. All three of her lovers cried out as they reached their limit.  Sun-Sun let out a long, shuddering moan as her body shivered against her master. Apache arched her back and cried out in pleasure as she came as well. Halibel grabbed her hips to held her in place as she graciously lapped up her blue-haired subordinate's orgasmic fluid. Watching Sun-Sun come and then Apache, Mila Rose roared in bliss and her body shook fiercely.
As her Fracciones came down from their orgasms, they again embraced and kissed each other. However, having been partially satisfied, the kissing was less desirous and more gentle. "Did you enjoy that?" Halibel asked.
"Yes, Master Halibel," Apache breathed.
"Yeah," answered Mila Rose.
"It felt wonderful," said Sun-Sun.
"Good," said the Espada. "However, you gave me three...no, four orgasms, didn't you? It wouldn't be fair to you if I didn't give you just as many." Halibel lifted herself to a sitting position, causing her Fracciones to topple over onto the ground before her.
Apache ended up to the right of her fellow Fracciones with Sun-Sun in between her and Mila Rose. Halibel descended upon Sun-Sun, pulled Mila Rose and Apache toward them, and engaged in another passionate 4-way kiss. Apache and Mila Rose moaned as Halibel stroked their bodies and Sun-Sun moaned as she felt Halibel's nipples dig into her own. As her subordinates, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun took pleasure in being subservient to Halibel, which meant that their mistress taking control turned them on even more.
Halibel moved down her friends' bodies, leaving them to continue their 3-way kiss, caressing and fondling each other's flesh. Still wet from their mistress having sex with them before, Halibel wasted no time in pleasuring them again. She took a moment to stroke Apache's and Mila Rose's asses and lick Sun-Sun's inner thighs, making them all start squirming in anticipation. Then, Halibel dipped her hands between Apache's and Mila Rose's ass cheeks to finger their vaginas and started flicking her tongue over Sun-Sun's slit as well. Her companions were again moaning and sighing in pleasure as their master stimulated their nether regions.
Halibel inserted her index and middle fingers into Apache's and Mila Rose's pussies and stuck her tongue into Sun-Sun's. Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun moaned loudly as Halibel's fingers and tongue penetrated them. "Master Halibel," Apache moaned. "It feels so good."
"Oh, yeah," Mila Rose growled. "I love your fingers in my pussy."
"How did you get so good at this?" moaned Sun-Sun.
"I want to make you feel good," Halibel responded. "I know what feels good to a woman." Halibel's words were like magic to her friends. The sound of her voice made Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun feel warm inside and feel even better where she touched them. Halibel used her thumbs to pleasure Apache's and Mila Rose's clits and ingeniusly stimulated Sun-Sun's clit with the teeth of her mask's upper jaw. All three Fracciones cried out in bliss as Halibel fucked their holes and flicked their clits at the same time.
Hearing her companions breathing begin to quicken, Halibel knew that they were close to orgasm again. The closer they got to coming, the faster Halibel stimulated them. After her friends had given her four mind-blowing orgasms, the Espada was determined to return the favor. She felt her Fracciones' vaginas tighten around her fingers and tongue as they reached their peaks and she turned up her speed to as fast as she could go.
"Master Halibel," Sun-Sun moaned. "I'm going to come."
"Oh, you're going to make me come!" declared Mila Rose.
"I'm coming, Master Halibel!" Apache cried.
Again, Sun-Sun began shivering, Apache cried out as her body quaked, and Mila Rose let out another screaming roar as her hips bucked wildly. Halibel removed her hands from her friends' pussies, and moved her head from one woman to another, sampling the unique flavors of all of their orgasmic fluids.
Halibel rose to her knees to look upon her Fracciones basking side-by-side in the afterglow of their orgasms. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of their juices that lingered on her face. "Incredible," Halibel said to herself. "I have much more stamina than when Nel had sex with me."
"Does that mean you're ready for more, Master Halibel?" asked Mila Rose. Halibel looked at her comrades to see that they were all looking up at her with amorous, hopeful gazes.
"We know you want to make us feel good, Master Halibel" said Apache, "but we want to make you feel good also."
Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun all rose to their knees as well. "We can make each other feel good at the same time like this," said Sun-Sun, she and her partners forming a circle with Halibel. She reached across the circle with her left hand toward her master and squeezed Halibel's right breast, making the blonde sigh in pleasure. Apache moved her right hand between Halibel's legs and gently stroked her labia. Halibel realized that in the position that they were in, they all could participate in sex with each other at the same time. She reached for Sun-Sun with her left hand, squeezed the green-haired Arrancar's right breast, and moved her right hand between Mila Rose's legs as well. Mila Rose used her right hand to finger Sun-Sun, Sun-Sun fingered Apache, and Apache and Mila Rose used their free hands to grope each other's breasts.
All four women were soon moaning as they pleasured each other. They leaned toward each other and shared another 4-way kiss as their hands stroked each other's breasts and vaginas. Halibel was the first to penetrate Mila Rose's pussy, pushing her middle finger into the brown-haired Numero's folds. Mila Rose growed in delight and gave the same treatment to Sun-Sun's vagina. Sun-Sun did the same to Apache and Apache did the same to Halibel, completing the circle.
"Nel didn't teach you how to do this," Halibel speculated.
"No," Apache said.
"But she did teach us," said Sun-Sun, "that two women can pleasure each other at the same time."
"And if two women can pleasure each other at the same time," continued Mila Rose, " we thought, 'Why can't four woman pleasure each other at the same time as well?'"
"I've always wanted to be like you, Master Halibel," Apache moaned. "And now, all of us are together, fucking each other in the same way, no one left out. I might not be able to be just like you, but I can at least be your equal when having sex with you."
"I wouldn't have it any other way, Apache," breathed Halibel.
Mila Rose added a second finger into Sun-Sun's vagina and used her thumb to rub the slender Arrancar's clitoris, hoping that the action would circle around back to her. Sun-Sun cried out in bliss at the added attention and did the same to Apache. Apache did the same to Halibel and the action came full circle. The added stimulation of Mila Rose's nether region added fuel to the fire burning in her soul, driving her to fuck Sun-Sun even harder. Any action that any of the women in the circle performed circled back to them, feeding back upon itself and pushing each one of them closer to orgasm at an ever faster pace.
"Oh Master Halibel, that feels so good," growled Mila Rose. "You're going to make me come real soon."
"Don't let Master Halibel distract you...from making me come also," Sun-Sun panted.
"Are you going to come too, Master Halibel?" asked Apache.
"Yes," said Halibel. "Let's come together."
In her mind, Apache saw coming together with Halibel as them sharing the special experience of sex, reinforcing her status as Halibel's equal in matters of love. The thought overjoyed Apache and the happiness that she felt multiplied the sensations in her breasts and in her pussy, pushing her to her limit. As her orgasm hit, she could only hope that she pleasure that she was giving Halibel was enough to make the Espada come while her orgasm was still running its course. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Apache screamed as she climaxed. Her body spasmed uncontrollably and her vaginal muscles contracted, coating Sun-Sun's fingers in her juices.
The sensation of Apache's vaginal walls contracting and the feeling of her hot girl-cum on her hand were the last stimuli needed to push Sun-Sun over the edge as well. She let out another shuddering moan and she began shivering as orgasmic waves of ecstasy rushed up and down her body. The walls of her canal undulated in time with the waves, releasing her honey onto Mila Rose's hand.
The feeling of Sun-Sun's pussy clenching around her fingers and of her orgasmic fluid dripping onto her had a similar effect on Mila Rose that Apache's orgasm had on Sun-Sun. Her body was thrown into a fit of violent convulsions and she let out a booming roar, "HRRAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Her pelvic muscles too contracted powerfully as she came, drizzling her cum onto Halibel's hand as well.
Witnessing her friends' faces contort in ecstasy, hearing their cries of bliss, feeling the ground shake from the trembling of their bodies, and experiencing the sensations of Mila Rose's insides contracting rhythmically and of her orgasmic nectar spritzing her hand were too much for Halibel to bear. The jaws of her Hollow mask clamped shut, her body curled forward, and she let loose a stream of girl-cum onto the futon below. Her body then suddenly uncurled and arched backward, the jaws of her mask opened wide, and she let out a deafening scream, "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!" Her body bucked and writhed as her orgasm ripped through her. The arching of her back and the thrusting of her hips caused the subsequent jets of fluid from her urethra to spray against her comrades, soaking all four of them in her cum.
After the most joyous orgasms they had ever felt, Halibel, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun came down from their pleasure highs. Their hips fell between their legs and they slumped forward, their bodies being the only things keeping each other upright. Halibel rested her head on Mila Rose's left shoulder, Mila Rose rested her head on Sun-Sun's shoulder, Sun-Sun's head rested on Apache's shoulder, and Apache's head rested on Halibel's shoulder. They spent what felt like an eternity enjoying the closeness of each other's bodies and the euphoria that could have only come from sharing such a marvelous experience with the ones that mattered to them most.
Halibel was brought back to reality by her companions pressing their lips against hers once again. "Master Halibel..." Sun-Sun sighed, pressing her body against that of her mistress. Halibel was surprised to feel Sun-Sun's nipples still rock-hard against hers, but she was happy to satisfy her Fracciones' need for intimacy. Apache and Mila Rose lowered Halibel's back while Sun-Sun gently pushed her against the futon. With her hips between Halibel's legs, she raised her right leg and straddled Halibel's left. She kissed Halibel again and began grinding her pussy against Halibel's. Both women started moaning as they rubbed their vaginas against one another. Mila Rose sat on her knees to Halibel's right and Apache got on her knees to Halibel's left. They guided Halibel's hands between their legs and the blond-haired woman pushed her index and niddle fingers into their vaginas. They moaned in pleasure as well and leaned over Halibel and Sun-Sun, kissing each other while their master fingered them.
"Master Halibel," Sun-Sun moaned as her clit ground into Halibel's. "It feels so good. Your pussy makes me feel so good."
Sun-Sun left Halibel's lips and moved her mouth down to the blond-haired woman's chest. Grabbing Halibel's right breast with her left hand, she guided the Espada's nipple to her mouth, licking the sensitive nubbin. "Oh, Sun-Sun..." Halibel moaned as the green-haired woman sucked on her nipple. As Sun-Sun stimulated Halibel's right nipple with her mouth, she used her right hand to fondle Halibel's left breast.
As Sun-Sun and Halibel bumped and ground against each other, Apache and Mila Rose too were losing themselves in the moment. Mila Rose wrapped her left arm around Apache, grabbing her hair and pulling her mouth into hers. Apache moaned loudly as Mila Rose sucked hungrily on her lips. Apache started squirming under Mila Rose's lustful actions, wrapping her arms around her and gripping Mila Rose's body to keep herself in place. Mila Rose was moaning as well as Halibel's fingers moved in and out of her vagina. "Master Halibel," Mila Rose purred, "you're so good. Oh, rub my clit too." Halibel did as her Fraccion commanded, extending her thumb to rub her throbbing button. Mila Rose arched her back and roared in pleasure.
Halibel extended her other thumb and used it to rub Apache's clit as well, causing the blue-haired woman to cry out in pleasure too. "Oh, Master Halibel!" she exclaimed.
"Does that feel good?" Halibel asked.
"Yes, Master Halibel," Apache cried.
Sun-Sun had been gradually moving her hips faster and faster, pressing her clit against Halibel's more and more forcefully. Her vaginal fluids kept her clitoris well-lubricated, allowing it to rub easily against Halibel's even as she moved faster. She threw her head back in bliss as she picked up the pace. Halibel was panting heavily as Sun-Sun drove her closer to orgasm. The fire burning in her soul drove her to finger Mila Rose's and Apache's pussies even faster, eliciting loud moans from both women. "Master Halibel!" cried Apache. "I'm-I'm going to come!"
"Master Halibel, me too," cried Mila Rose.
"Let's come together, Master Halibel!" moaned Sun-Sun.
"Yes..." Halibel breathed. "Together..."
Mila Rose gritted her teeth and Apache buried her face into her left shoulder as they reached their limits. "Master Halibel!" Mila Rose roared. "Yes! Yes! YES!!" She threw her head back and let out a roaring scream and her body spasmed uncontrollably. Apache threw her head back and screamed as well and her body too began shaking.
"Ooohhh!" Sun-Sun moaned as her body started shuddering as well. Although her spasms were not as powerful as either Apache's or Mila Rose's, they were so rapid that her clit vibrated against Halibel's. Both of their clits were so engorged that contact between them was impossible to avoid. Halibel's nubbin received the full force of Sun-Sun's vibrations.
The intense vibrations against her clit and the feel of girl-cum splashing against her fingers and face was too much for Halibel to bear. Her Hollow mask closed shut, her body lurched forward, and her urethra erupted like a geyser. She then arched her back and screamed in bliss as her body started shaking, her fluids flying every which way. Not only did she soak the futon with her honey, but also Sun-Sun's abdomen, her own abdomen and chest, and even Sun-Sun's backside.
As Halibel came to rest against the cum-soaked futon, Sun-Sun dove into the valley between her breasts and lapped up the juices that had landed there. Apache and Mila Rose moved down Halibel's body and kissed her. Apache stroked Halibel's left arm with her right hand and squeezed her left breast with her left hand. Mila Rose did the same with Halibel's right arm and breast. Halibel was panting so heavily that she could not even moan at the attention that Apache and Mila Rose gave to her breasts. Instead she gasped in pleasure. As they groped the round globes that protruded from the blonde's chest, Apache and Mila Rose felt that their master's nipples were as hard as rock. "You came so much again," said the dark-skinned Fraccion, "but your nipples are still so hard. You must still want more." Without enough energy to protest, Halibel allowed Mila Rose to flip her onto her belly.
Sun-Sun positioned herself under Halibel so that their pussies were in front of each other's faces. Apache lied down in front of Halibel and said, "Master Halibel, I'd do anything to show my loyatly and my love. So please, do what you want with me. Don't worry about hurting me. I enjoyed the pain that Nel gave me when she had sex with me."
"You enjoyed the pain?" Mila Rose asked as she put on the strapon. "I thought Nel was the one that enjoyed being hurt."
"I hate to admit it," Halibel managed to say, "but I liked it when Nel hurt me too."
A devilish grin came to Mila Rose's face and she said, "I was hoping you would say that, Master Halibel." She reached for where the strap-on was lying on the ground, she put in on, then got on her knees immediately behind Halibel. She grabbed Halibel's left hip with her left hand and used her right hand to position the head of the dildo against the entrance of her sex. She pushed the dildo into Halibel's pussy and the Espada sighed in delight. Mila Rose then removed the dildo from her pussy and positioned it against Halibel's puckered asshole. She pushed her hips forward and pulled Halibel's hips back, the stone penis disappearing into the blond-haired Arrancar's anus, the juices that were on it form entering her vagina allowing it to sink into her back door easily. Halibel's eyes went wide and her mouth hung open as she felt the object fill up her rectum.
"Master Halibel, please," Apached begged, splaying herself out before Halibel. "Take me. Make me yours and yours alone!"
Apache assuming a position of complete subservience and presenting her naked self to her mistress drove Halibel wild with desire. She forcefully grabbed Apache's hips, pulled her towards her, and burried her face into her mound. Apache moaned in bliss as Halibel ate her out. Halibel asserting her dominance over her let Apache know that her mistress wanted her, and it filled the younger Arrancar with joy. She began rocking her hips involuntarily as Halibel licked the length of her slit and the gripped the futon below her in an effort to keep herself supine and exposed.
Seeing that Halibel had a firm grip on Apache, Mila Rose started moving her hips, thrusting the dildo in and out of Halibel's ass. The blonde moaned in pleasure and pain as Mila Rose fucked her ass with the strapon. "Do you like that, Master Halibel?" she asked.
"Mm-hm," Halibel responded, keeping her lips firmly locked on to Apache's pussy.
"Yeah," Mila Rose growled, "take it. Take that dildo in your ass."
With Mila Rose's hands on Halibel's hips and holding her in place, Sun-Sun was able to find the entrance to Halibel's pussy with relative ease. She extended her long tongue and pushed it into Halibel's folds, causing the Espada to moan even louder. And because Mila Rose was holding Halibel's hips in place, Sun-Sun was able to her use hands however she wanted. She brought her left hand to Halibel's cleft to rub the blonde's clit. with her thumb. She brought her right hand between her own legs to penetrate herself with her middle and ring fingers.
"Oh, Master Halibel!" Apache cried out. "Don't stop! Please, don't stop!" Apache's multiple orgasms had made her clitoris so sensitive that even Halibel's tongue grazing it caused her pain. She delighted in her master controlling her, hurting her, doing whatever she pleased with her. She had tears in her eyes as the Espada ruthlessly assaulted her pussy, overjoyed at being able to have sex with her beloved Halibel.
"You like it when Master Halibel fucks you with her mouth?" said Mila Rose.
"Oh, yes," Apache responded. "I love it."
"Oh yeah," Mila Rose moaned gleefully. She raised her right hand and brought it down on Halibel's right ass cheek, causing her to cry out in pain. Mila Rose then lifted her left hand and slapped Halibel's left cheek, eliciting another cry of pain.
Mila Rose's assault on her ass made Halibel even wetter with desire, causing Sun-Sun to sigh at the sweet taste of her ambrosia. "Master Halibel," she moaned. "You taste so good." Halibel's nectar fueled her desire, driving her to finger herself even faster.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Apache cried over and over again as Halibel ate her out. She threw her head left and right as she struggled against Halibel's merciless onslaught. She was too overwhelmed by the agonizing pleasure between her legs to form words. All that she could do to express her happiness was to continue kicking and screaming in blissful pain.
"Come for me, Apache," said Halibel. "I want to taste your cum."
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Apache continued screaming. "Ah! Ah! AH!! AH!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Apache threw her head back and she convulsed violently. Her hips thrusted high into the air as she gifted Halibel with the taste of her orgasmic nectar.
"Oh, yes!" Mila Rose yelled. "Come! Come for Master Halibel!"
The sound of Apache's rapturous scream and Mila Rose's salacious words brought Sun-Sun to a shuddering orgasm. She let out a long, shivering moan and her body vibrated powerfully.
Watching Apache's huge orgasm, feeling Sun-Sun trembling beneath her, and tasting the orgasmic fluids from both women were enough to send Halibel over the edge as well. The jaws of her Hollow mask clamped shut, causing another loud scream from Apache as the teeth of her mask scraped across her throbbing clit. Halibel's abdominal muscles contracted and Sun-Sun's tongue shot out of her pussy, followed by a powerful spray of orgasmic fluid. Then, the jaws of Halibel's mask opened wide, and she let loose a deafening scream, "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!" Her body shook powerfully as a massive orgasm ripped through her.
"Oh yeah!" cried Mila Rose. "Look at you come everywhere!" She pulled the dildo out of Halibel's ass and watched as her vagina and anus pulsed with every wave of her orgasm. Unable to resist the urge to pleasure herself any longer, Mila Rose grabbed her left breast with her left hand, shoved her right hand into her panties, and plunged her middle and ring fingers into her dripping pussy. She fingered herself furiously, hoping to rub out another orgasm of her own before her comrades' climaxes ended. "Master Halibel," she groaned. "I'm coming too! HRRAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Mila Rose let out a deafening roar as her entire body bucked and writhed. Her cum soaked through her panties and ran down her legs.
Apache, Sun-Sun, and Halibel collapsed against the cum-soaked futon, exhausted from their orgasms. Mila-Rose came down from her orgasm several moments later, her hand still buried in her pussy when her body finally came to rest. All four women glistened with sweat and girl-cum as they gasped for air, their chests heaving. The air was thick with the scent of their sweat and vaginal fluids in the aftermath of their multiple earth-shattering orgasms.

            When Halibel came to, she felt herself wrapped in something soft, smooth, and warm. She opened her eyes to see that it was her three companions that she was wrapped in. Mila Rose was to Halibel's left with her left arm draped over the Espada's body, Sun-Sun was to Halibel's right with her right arm draped over her, and Apache was on top of her, using her master's breasts as pillows to rest her head upon. All three of them were staring at Halibel fondly. Halibel closed her eyes and sighed deeply. "You three," she said. "That was amazing. Thank you."
"Master Halibel..." Apache's voice shook as tears came to her eyes.
"Apache?" asked Halibel. "What's wrong?"
"Master Halibel, look." Apache held up her hands to show Halibel that she was holding two semicircular weapons with three blades extending from each one. Mila Rose produced a weapon of her own, a broadsword with a yellow grip. Sun-Sun showed Halibel that she had a weapon as well, a handle with three short prongs extending from it.
Halibel stared wide-eyed at her Fracciones' weapons. "Those...Those are..." she stammered.
"Master Halibel," Sun-Sun choked out with tears in her eyes as well, "when we all came together...these appeared."
"Our Zanpakutos are manifestations of our deepest desires," said Mila Rose, also crying tears of joy. "Master Halibel, our deepest desire is to stay with you forever. These weapons are proof of our love for you."
"This is how much we love you, Master Halibel!" Apache wept. Halibel was speechless. Knowing that the connection that she had with her companions was powerful enough to summon their Zanpakutos gave Halibel a sense of exhilaration. "You love us too, don't you, Master Halibel?" Apache asked.
'Love...' thought Halibel. 'Is such an emotion even possible for an Arrancar?'
After looking into her companions' eyes and seeing how much compassion and devotion they conveyed, Halibel began to realize that those were what love was. And knowing that she felt the same compassion and devotion toward her Fracciones, she could not answer with any response other than, "Yes."
Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun were overjoyed by Halibel's reply. Tears of happiness streamed down their cheeks and brilliant smiles graced their lips. "Master Halibel!" they cried, jumping into their master's arms. The jaws of Halibel's mouth opened to accept their passionate kisses.
"Master Halibel," asked Apache, "who do you love the most?"
"It's obviously me," said Mila Rose. "I've known her the longest. We spent years wandering the Menos Forest together."
"But I was the one that helped you escape," said Sun-Sun. "Master Halibel must love me for that."
"How can you think that?" Apache said. "When Master Halibel told us to run after Barragan's subordinate attacked us, I was the one that convinced you to try and save her. How could I not be the one she loves the most?"
"Stop it," said Halibel. "I'm the one who gets to decide who I love the most." Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun looked at the blond-haired Arrancar intently, waiting to hear her answer. After what felt like hours, Halibel smiled and said, "Apache, Mila Rose, Sun-Sun, I love you all equally."
"Master Halibel..." Apache said, her voice shaking, "...can I call you 'Tier'?" Halibel stared at the blue-haired girl in surprise. "You can call me 'Emilou'."
"And call me 'Franceska'," Mila Rose said.
"And me 'Cyan'," said Sun-Sun.
Halibel was silent for a long moment as she mulled over the situation that her lovers had put her in. Finally, she responded, "Being members of Lord Aizen's army requires a level of formality. You are not to call me 'Tier' when we're on a mission or on standby." Her Fracciones were crestfallen by her statement. "However," she said, "we're currently off duty. Until Aizen issues any orders, Emilou, Franceska, Cyan, you can call me 'Tier' as much as you want."
The three partners were elated by the Espada's words. "Thank you...Tier," they all said. After one more loving 4-way kiss, Emilou, Franceska, Cyan, and Tier drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, happy to have discovered their ability to love and to have been able to share that love with each other.