While Nelliel and Nel were messing around with each other, and pretty much everyone else was either masturbating or having sex, the sand around them suddenly erupted.
Fireballs fell from the air, crashing all around Ichigo's seraglio. Under ordinary conditions, most of the harem members would have started freaking out, but in their hypnotized state they trusted in master's strength to keep them safe.
Not that their master even need to get involved, though, as Hiyori and Lisa immediately donned their hollow masks and drew their respective zanpakuto. The collective weight of their combined spiritual pressures was enough to compress the sand beneath their feet, pressing it down into a wide bowl shape of solid conglomerate.
Acting quickly, sensing another attack, Lisa jumped up and swung her katana to split a suddenly appearing lightning bolt in two, deflecting it far to either side and causing it to miss the group by a wide angle.
"Oy, you bastards...! Or bitches!" Hiyori shouted into the perpetual night air, hollow mask both distorting and amplifying her voice. "I don't know who you think you are, but messing with us is sure as hell the last fuckin'thing you wanna do if you've got any brains in yer damn empty skulls!"
With a low booming sound, two nearly identical figures appeared. They were clearly arrancar, that much was obvious from their partial masks, but they were also females, and fairly attractive at that.
"What is this nonsense?" said the one with blue trim, sleeves, and stockings, as well as slightly longer blue hair and a curled up whip dancing with sparks.
"Who are you fools, who behave so licentiously in the sacred domain of us hollows?" said the other one with shorter red hair and a sword wreathed in flames. She was dressed in an outfit matching that of her partner, save where it was red in the places where the other's was blue.
"It's none of your business, really," Lisa responded coolly, shifting her stance and holding her katana at the ready. "But if you want to join in, we'll be happy to take you," she offered even as she steadied her breathing and focused her energy.
The blue-haired one snorted.
"What fools would fly into battle wearing naught but their own skin?" she asked rhetorically, speaking in a condescending tone of voice.
"We fools," replied Hiyori and Lisa, before leaping up and swinging their swords, knocking the two arrancar out of the air and into the sand. Great drifts of the reishi particles flew up into the air, obscuring the pair from view.
... at least, until the cloud of sand was parted by an arc of electricity which shot out and intercepted the two Vizards as they were falling back to the ground. That attack was deflected at the last minute, however, by a green-topped blur.
Mashiro, wearing her hollow mask, smoke rising from the sole of her raised foot, gave out a spirited cry.
"Mashiro Lightning Rod!" the verdette shouted happily, momentarily hanging in the air from the momentum of the attack she had blocked.
The eyes of the arrancar duo widened in shock, before they were forced to split up and dodge as Mashiro suddenly launched herself straight at them, still smoking foot aimed straight ahead.
"Mashiro Megaton Kick!" the bubbly vizard declared as she hit the ground, the force of her attack kicking the sand all around her up into a massive mushroom cloud.
"What kind of monster is that...?!" the red-haired one murmured to herself in shock. "Can we really beat people like this, Yin?" she asked her partner as they reunited with a simultaneous sonido, getting right next to Yin.
"We don't really have a choice, Yang..." Yin whispered. "If Bambietta-sama finds out about this, our heads will roll."
"Bambietta?" said a curious, low feminine voice from behind them. "You wouldn't happen to mean Bambietta Basterbine, would you?"
Turning around, Yin and Yang saw Yoruichi Shihoin standing behind them in the nude, a smirk on her face and both fists cocked back.
They flinched instinctively, immediately nodding in fear. They could tell that Yoruichi was not someone they wanted to fight against.
Yoruichi smirked at this and let her fists fly, sending the pair flying towards Ichigo at mach speed.
Ichigo easily caught Yin and Yang in his arms. The pair got the wind knocked out of them by the sudden impact, and Ichigo let them fall limply to the sand.
"Thanks for dropping in," said the substitute shinigami wryly. He took out the gun with a casual flourish, then, and fired two shots.
One at Yin, and one at Yang.
The pair's eyes became cloudy, and they looked up at Ichigo with somewhat vacant expressions on their faces.
"Master..." whispered the blue-haired Yin, letting her whip fall to the ground uselessly.
"Master..." the red-haired Yang parroted, likewise dropping her sword onto the sand.
The twin arrancar got onto their knees, eyes locking hungrily onto Ichigo's throbbing member. They licked their lips, before looking up at Ichigo, apparently asking him for permission.
"Heh, go right ahead," Ichigo said, gesturing lazily towards his dick. "Drink your fill."
Yin and Yang smiled adoringly at him, and they crawled forward to start licking his shaft, one on either side. While they did that, Tatsuki got down on her knees before Ichigo and took his head into her mouth, even as Ryo and Chizuru played with her breasts from behind.
Ichigo groaned as the three girls serviced him, and he watched with much pleasure as Tatsuki's modest C-cup tits were molested by two of her classmates.
Glancing over at Yoruichi, he noticed an antsy look on the woman's face.
"What is it?" he asked her.
"One of the Vandenreich still live," the woman said simply. "And a Stern Ritter, at that. Letter 'E', Bambietta Basterbine."
It took Ichigo a second to connect that name to a face, but once he did could not help but smirk, getting a pretty good idea of Yoruichi's intentions.
"Think you can drag her here just on your own?" he asked her.
Yoruichi smirked playfully.
"What, do you think I can't?"
Ichigo shook his head amusedly. "Okay, then. Just try not to damage the merchandise too badly, alright?"
"Got it, boss," Yoruichi said, snapping off a teasing salute and causing Ichigo to roll his eyes. She then disappeared with a flash of shunpo.
Ichigo shook his head, before shivering all over as he came into Tatsuki's mouth. Shifting his position, he then addressed Yin.
"Hey, you," he said to the electrokinetic, blue-haired arrancar. "Would you mind getting up and bending over for me?"
"Of course, master," Yin said obediently, doing precisely as he said.
Ichigo appraised the view this gave him, with the arrancar's criminally short skirt. He smirked, his dick twitching eagerly. Now he turned to Yang, speaking again.
"And, you," he addressed the redhead. "Be a doll and lift up your friend's skirt, won't you?"
Yang bowed low. "Of course, master," she said, before doing exactly what he had just asked her.
Ichigo leered at the sight of Yin's naked bottom, drinking in the sight of that round, firm ass and that tight, sopping wet pussy.
"She looks pretty wet," he mused dryly, eyes gleaming mischievously. "Why don't you help her out, and lick that up?"
Yang smiled. "Gladly, my liege."
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