Naturally, people stared.
After all, it wasn't every day you saw something like a girl with breasts that were practically big enough to have their own zip code walking down the street topless, considering there were generally such things as anti-indecency laws in most places.
But those few hapless police officers who tried to approach the girl to bring her in to the station all found themselves being mysteriously thrown through the air by an invisible assailant.
Obviously, none of them tried more than once.
Mahana, for her part, was largely unperturbed by the stares and whispers, and even the occasional jerk coming up to crudely proposition her didn't bother her all that much, since her master made quick work of such ruffians.
Indeed, it seemed that master was far more powerful than she could have ever possibly imagined, as he never once even needed to take a pause from jerking himself off as they walked to kick the ass of anyone who bothered her, sometimes literally if they were being especially annoying.
She was also happy that she currently had master all to herself, as he always told when was about to come so she could stop and catch his semen in her hands or on her breasts. People stared at her whenever she started licking up the invisible-to-them semen, but it didn't bother her. She had her master with her.
Ichigo was also having a damn good time, as aside from having a field day masturbating to Mahana's situation he was also taking advantage of his invisibility to let his long suppressed inner-pervert run wild, casually copping feels off of any pretty girls he saw and even using a well timed shun-po to ejaculate into exceptionally hot businesswoman's coffee right as she was lifting it to her mouth to take a sip. But eventually they reached Mahana's house, and went inside.
It was a surprisingly plain place, and her parents also looked rather plain (her mom a lot looked like her, only older and with a much smaller rack). Of course, Ichigo couldn't really judge for sure, since they'd passed out cold the instant they saw their daughter, expressions of horrified disbelief frozen onto their faces.
Mahana was unperturbed though, and simply turned to Ichigo and said, "Where to next, master?"
Ichigo thought for a moment, before saying, "Let's go to the park. Maybe we'll see somebody you know there."
Mahana's eyes widened, gleaming eagerly at this.
"Ooooh!" she said excitedly, thinking now of her friends from school. "I bet Michiru and Ryo will super jealous when they see the new breasts you gave me! Heeheehee..." she giggled evilly, striking a sexy pose that caused her gargantuan breasts to bounce and jiggle arousingly. "With this new, ultra-womanly body, I'm sure to be considered the sexiest girl in school~" she gloated to nobody in particular, before giving Ichigo a heated look. "And I'm all yours, master..." she purred huskily, causing Ichigo to shiver in excitement.
"C'mon," he grunted, redoubling the stroking of his lower zanpakuto as he headed out the door, Mahana following behind him.
Compared to their first trip, the walk to the park was completely uneventful. While people were still staring, it seemed to be mostly men (and a few possible lesbians) who did so. It was not out of surprise that they stared, now, but simply out of... well, perversion.
News of the topless, unnaturally endowed girl walking through town seemed to have spread at the speed of gossip (which was the only thing, aside from certain subatomic particles, known to travel faster than light), and while there were still gawkers and onlookers, nobody seemed as affected by it now.
Ichigo supposed it was because, even with only a small handful of the people in town having any spiritual awareness, just so many weird, unexplainable things happened in Karakura town that the residents had simply grown inured to such bizarre occurrences.
Still, he and Mahana had plenty of fun messing with people on the way to the park, such as when she stopped to give him a titfuck on a busy street corner. People had been greatly confused, and considerably aroused, by that, since they couldn't see Ichigo but could see the way Mahana was moving her brodignagian bosoms.
Eventually, though, they reached the park. It was fairly empty for this time of day, and at first glance they didn't see anyone they knew.
But, after a moment, they heard something.
"... Mahana...? Is that you?" came a curious voice.
Mahana turned face to the source, recognizing the voice immediately.
"Heeey, Chizuru! Fancy meeting you here," she said brightly.
Chizuru, drooling and staring at Mahana's chest, nodded dumbly in time with the bouncing of the other girl's tits.
"... I don't know what you did..." she said after a moment of silence, not once taking her eyes off of Mahana's breasts, "...but I like it!" she cheered, giving a thumbs up before leaping on top of the girl and grabbing hold of her massive tits.
Neither party noticed the flash of red light that splashed over Chizuru – Mahana was lost to carnal ecstasy, moaning as her sensitive breasts fell under the lesbian's ravishing assault, and Chizuru was too busy all but raping her schoolmate's tits with her wandering hands and her slavering mouth.
Ichigo groaned, fapping with all his might, his arousal at an unbelievable level as he watched Chizuru molest his most recent slave. The redhead was not at all gentle in her ministrations, violently kneading the soft, yielding flesh of Mahana's bosoms and leaving glistening, bright red bite marks and hickeys everywhere she put her mouth.
Mahana quickly came under Chizuru's assault, the transformation apparently also having made her Eiken-grade breasts incredibly sensitive, judging by the volume of her wailed moans and the almost ridiculous force of her orgasm, which nearly soaked her jeans all the way through with her juices, leaving them wet and sticky and thoroughly un-wearable.
This, of course, also caused Ichigo to climax, spurting his semen all over Mahana's breasts and Chizuru's hair.
And for the first time, Chizuru looked up and saw Ichigo in his shinigami force, his Ron Jeremy-level dick erect and pointed in her general direction. Her eyes briefly glazed over as she looked almost hungrily at his member, before something flickered through them and she glanced back to Mahana's breasts, then down to Mahana's nectar-soaked pants.
Chizuru's almost fanatical lesbianism briefly warred with this new and strange desire to service a man, and not just any man, but Ichigo, the one who had stolen the heart of her pure, beloved princess. It was vexing to the girl, whose identity up until that point had revolved almost around her over-the-top sapphism. The urge to service him was strong, for most it would have been completely overpowering.
But Chizuru was nothing if not single-minded, and the newly earth-shattering sensuality of Mahana's lewd, newly-massive breasts was too much for the relentless libertine to ignore. Eventually, she decided on a compromise.
She would give Ichigo a show by ravishing Mahana, and please him that way.
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