“This game is impossible!” Rukia let out an exasperated groan, tossing the controller down.

Urahara smiled, holding the other controller. “Now Rukia-chan, you’re just not in the right frame of mind.”

“Bah, this new one just isn’t as good as the original!” She scoffed.

Urahara looked at the shinigami, then glanced over at the game system. His eyes lit up. “Here this will help, let me see your back,” He asked.

“What? Why?” Rukia demanded, suspicious.

“Don’t you trust me?” Urahara said with a disarming smile.

“Not really...” Rukia muttered, turning around.

He undid a few buttons down the back of her dress. With his other hand he stealthily retrieved a disc from the videogame system nearby. Urahara ran his thumb across Rukia’s back. A slit opened along the path he had traced. In one swift motion, he slipped the game disc into the opening.

Rukia gasped as the disc was pulled in slowly, like it was being loaded into a disc drive. The slit vanished just as quickly, as Rukia tried to feel her back. “What did you do?” She demanded.

“Nothing...” Urahara smiled innocently.

Rukia jumped to her feet, but found herself swaying back and forth. However it wasn’t from any sort of dizziness, her legs were actually wobbling. Her limbs bent as if made of rubber, depositing her back onto her butt. Rukia looked on urgently as her skin began to take on a yellowish hue. She tried to get up again, but couldn’t find any leverage with her flimsy arms. Something flopped down from her head, obscuring her vision. She flicked her head to clear the object to notice, with alarm, that her limbs were shrinking away. Rukia squirmed on the floor as they abandoned her. “Arahara!” She bit out as she wriggled out of her clothes. It came out distorted. She felt her upper teeth with her tongue to find they had enlarged greatly in size.

“What? I thought you liked this game?” Urahara asked, flicking open his fan. He regarded the yellow, limbless, bunny girl writhing in front of him. He reached out, lifting her by the ears.

Rukia moaned. Her body stretched in the air, like she was made of gelatin. All she could do was dangle in the air as she was examined.

“Their mascot is a very interesting creature Rukia-chan,” Urahara smiled, seating her on his lap.

She sighed in relief, the tension of being stretched quickly easing.

“They’re part rabbit and part slime you know,” He informed her, slipping his hands around her soft body.

“O-of course I know that!” Rukia gasped as he squeezed her. Her body was compressed under the force. She could feel her jelly-like form squishing between his fingers. “That... doesn’t feel bad...” She thought to herself. She gasped louder as he took hold of her breasts. Rukia let out a moan as they were squeezed tightly. Her nipples popped up erect, swelling even further than normal as the breasts underneath them were pressured. Rukia panted as he released them. But as she looked down, her eyes widened to find her nipples still quite swollen.

“Hmm... it’ll take some time for them to return to a normal shape, but don’t worry, you should be quite pliable,” Urahara informed her, with another firm squeeze for emphasis.

Rukia twisted herself as far as she could manage, attempting to avoid the groping hands. To her surprise, she felt herself slip from his grasp, bouncing just slightly as she landed.

“My my, you’re quite a handful, even like that,” He noted. “Ah, I know just who can help,” He chuckled, reaching into his sleeve. Urahara withdrew a small capsule and, with a small prod, it rapidly expanded into a human shape.

Rukia blinked at the copy of herself, unmoving in the storekeeper’s arms. “W-why do you even have that?” She sputtered.

“Oh, just this and that,” He clucked at her, fumbling around in her discarded dress. He found his goal quickly, retrieving Rukia’s gikon tube. Tilting the gigai’s head back, he popped a piece of candy into its mouth. The girl opened her eyes, looking up at Urahara cutely. “There now, you’ll give me a hand with her won’t you?”

Chappy hopped to her feet, spying Rukia almost immediately. “Rukia-sama!” She cried, leaping onto her target.

Rukia gasped as she flattened out under Chappy’s weight, quickly regaining her shape.

“Pyon?” Chappy squeaked quizzically. She squeezed Rukia experimentally at first, but wasted no time kneading her master’s curves once she found how soft the girl had become. With a giggle, she hoisted the drooping rabbit girl, holding her out to her creator.

Rukia wiggled in Urahara’s hands once again, growing more concerned when she saw Chappy begin to remove her clothes. “H-hey don’t you-AH!” Rukia tried to protest. A stiff squeeze on her sex had pulled her attention away. Huffing, she looked down at her tender vagina. Swollen into a puffy peach shape from the pressing, it was slowly returning to normal.

“Oh my Chappy dear, you are quite wet. Could it be that you cannot wait to play with this cute little toy?” Urahara gleaned, squeezing his prize for emphasis.

Rukia winced, looking up to find Chappy standing before her shyly. Her thighs were very obviously moist as she rubbed her legs together, blushing.

“I’ll tell you a secret Rukia-chan,” Urahara whispered conspiratorially into her ear. “All the gikon designs come with a special adoration of their owners, to insure product satisfaction, but it goes far deeper than that. And,” He suddenly lost his clandestine tone, “She also likes rabbits, the same as you. Oh! That could be a double meaning here...” He chuckled at his own bad joke, looking off thoughtfully. “Well, as long as we’re on the subject of things going deeper...”

Rukia winced as he slipped both hands into her sex, taking firm hold of her lips. Rukia squirmed at the feeling of her body’s malleability as he pulled. Her sex opened with ease, revealing the sensitive pink parts within her new yellow exterior. She looked on breathlessly as Chappy kneeled in front of her, peering deep inside. Rukia blushed at the scrutiny. The girl slipped both her hands into the compliant opening. She could feel the hands roaming around, pushing deeper against her pliable flesh. Rukia moaned at the internal massage. Every touch teased her embarrassing arousal higher.

Chappy pushed in deeper, ignoring Rukia’s struggles. She forced her arms into the girl’s stretched hole until she came face to face with Rukia’s clit. Almost unsure of what to do, Chappy hesitantly opened her mouth and engulfed it. She sucked as hard as she could, causing Rukia to thrash around. She could feel it swelling with every suction, getting bigger. With one final suck, Chappy pulled her head back, allowing the fattened clit to pop free with a loud gasp from Rukia.

Rukia panted, glancing down at her swollen clit in disbelief. It bobbed with each heavy breath she took, nearly the size of a golfball.

Suddenly the door opened.

“Rukia when is...” Ichigo stopped, calmly taking in the situation. Rukia, yellow with bunny ears and no arms or legs, Chappy looking over innocently with her arms stretching Rukia ridiculously with Uruhara’s help, and Urahara himself smiling like nothing unusual was going on. “Right, it’s none of my business what you do in your free time Rukia,” He said, turning to leave.

“AH! I-Ichigo t-this...” Rukia stammered at the closing door. She stared at it for a moment, blushing from head to tail. Chappy giggled, giving her swollen nub a quick lick. Suddenly her struggles started anew as she was pulled and molded even more.