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Rukia and the Defective Gigai

It was good to be back in the World of the Living. That was a phrase most people would likely find unusual, but to Rukia Kuchiki, it made perfect sense. She hadn't been back to this peaceful world in what felt like ages. It was hard to measure time when you lived in the afterlife, where the days constantly flowed into the next without much happening. But in the human world, things were different, every day was something new, an exciting adventure. Even if all she did was go to school and hang out with her friends, Rukia was more than happy to be here. Her duties in Soul Society kept her busy for long periods of time, and she hadn't seen Ichigo, Orihime, and all the others in ages. However, it seemed the hardworking Rukia had been so involved with her work as lieutenant for the Thirteenth Division that she had neglected to take any vacation days. With the passive pestering of her captain, Rukia had been given a few weeks of R&R, and she used the time to come back to where had life had been forever changed, in Karakura Town.

"Mm, good morning Tatsuki," Rukia said as she entered the classroom of Karakura High. The dark-haired martial artist smiled as she saw the other black-haired girl, standing up to give her a hug.

"Hey, Rukia! Gosh it's been a while. How long are you in town for?" she asked, sitting down at her desk, while Rukia took a spot at the open seat in front of her.

"Oh just a few weeks," Rukia said. "But I'm glad to be back!" she added with her ever-cheerful smile. "It was a bit of a surprise to me that I could come and visit so soon actually, but I intend to make the most out of my time here." It had been a bit of a rush to get to the human world. She hadn't even brought any clothes with her, which was her own fault. Thankfully, Ichigo still had her old things from when she last stayed at his place, which she thought was very thoughtful. He also had no problem with Rukia staying in his closet like she used to back when they first met, so her sleeping arrangements were sorted as well. The only problem Rukia really had was getting a Gigai from Urahara. Without that, she wouldn't have been able to interact with most of her friends. Thankfully he'd been able to secure her one on short notice.

"Yes, it's great having her back!" Orihime said as she approached Rukia's desk, leaning on the wood with her elbows before pulling Rukia into a hug that brought the girl's face right into her bountiful boobs.

"Mmf, y-yeah, good to see you again," Rukia said nervously, pulling her head out of the orange-haired girl's bust. She adjusted her short length of hair and pulled out her notebook, opening it up to a blank page. She looked over to see Orihime having to deal with Chizuru, as the lesbian was pining for a boobhug of her own. A quick punch of the head from Tatsuki, and the glasses-wearing Chizuru was back in her own seat, nursing her head while muttering that rubbing boobs on the sore spot would make it feel better. "Ah, just like old days," she said whimsically. She turned around and waved to Ichigo, who smirked. The dark-haired shorty showing up at his place with nothing but the clothes on her back had been a surprise, but a welcome one.

Most people wouldn't think that going to school was a vacation, but Rukia was a smart girl, and the lessons in Ichigo's class were all fairly standard to the undead girl. Besides, it was the best way to interact with everybody. Rukia shuddered suddenly as a chill came over her body, making her look up at the ceiling to see if the air conditioning was blowing right on her. She shrugged it off and got back to listening to the lesson, ignoring the tingling that built up in her backside.

"Hm," Rukia muttered to herself as she wrote down some notes, breaking up the monotony of the lesson with occasional doodles of rabbits, bunnies, and hares in the margins of the pages. She reached a hand back to scratch at her backside, unaware that it was starting to grow as she sat in her seat. Rukia was a very petite girl, with a short stature, a small bust, and a slender figure. While she wasn't vain enough to focus on beauty or fashion on an everyday basis, if she had to pick her best feature, it would probably be her butt. It was cute, plump, and shaped just like a peach.

Now, that peach was growing more like a weed instead of a fruit, plumping up as the minutes went on. Rukia's backside was expanding beneath her, pushing her up in the chair as her soft rump filled up with more adipose to give it a rounder, softer appearance. Rukia remained oblivious to her growth, even as she kept bringing her hand down to tug on the hem of her skirt, or pull the panties out of her butt crack. As her cheeks widened, her cute white underwear kept getting caught between the swollen mounds, which was uncomfortable, and distracting. So distracting that she didn't understand the true reason for the growth, simply seeing it as the panties being undersized. After all, she hadn't worn them in quite a while.

"Hey, Rukia, can you bend down a little?" Tatsuki said after ten minutes had passed. During that time, Rukia's butt continued to expand, lifting her up so high in her seat that Tatsuki's view of the blackboard was obstructed by Rukia's head.

"Huh? Oh, sure," Rukia said, leaning down a bit. She tried to figure out what the issue was, but had no clue why Tatsuki couldn't see the board all of a sudden. She scratched at her butt again. The growth her ass was going through made it itch, but the more she scratched it, the worse the sensation seemed to get. Eventually she stopped scratching and just rubbed it instead, which soothed the discomfort a little bit better. "What the heck?" she said, finding that her rump was a lot softer than it should have been. There was also the unusual fact that she was able to reach the meat of her tush sooner than normal.

"Weird, is my skirt smaller too?" she said. Normally the grey skirt went down to end several inches above her knees. Now though, it was barely down to the lower curve of her butt. She could easily feel up her rump with a simple movement of her skirt. "Ah…" Her ass felt a lot more sensitive as well as she rubbed it up and down with one hand. Her backside had more than doubled in size, lifting her off of the seat by several extra inches, to the point where she looked taller sitting down than she did standing up. Suddenly the bell for lunch rang, and Rukia stood up to go eat with everyone.

"Huh? Come on, I knew I might gain weight on vacation, but that's not supposed to happen until after a few days of junk food and lazing around," Rukia said as she looked at her butt. Her skirt was clinging to her rump like a poorly-cut piece of plastic wrap. As she pat her butt with her left hand to give it an exploratory grope, she found the grey fabric no longer covered up her whole rear. The lower fourth of her ass could be seen just from her standing still, exposing the tiny bit of panties not hidden between the spheres. Her butt cheeks had grown so massive that her hips had to widen to accommodate the new girth, giving her a more womanly stance as she examined her lower body. Her butt was doughy and squishy that her fingers sunk into the massive butt cheek like she was squeezing a marshmallow.

"Rukia, wanna eat lunch on the roof?" Ichigo asked, walking past her, apparently not noticing her distraught expression as she felt up her butt.

"Huh? Yeah, sure, I'll be right there," Rukia said. She didn't have any lunch, so she'd have to go to the cafeteria first and grab something to take up. Thankfully she got there quickly, so the line was pretty short. As she waited in line to get something to eat, trying to decide what would be best today, the strange shudder went over her body again. Her first instinct was to look behind her, worried that somebody was going to grope her enlarged rump, but nobody was there. A strong tingle hit her boobs next, which she definitely felt. Rangiku may have always touted her large bosom, but Rukia knew that smaller boobs were more sensitive. At least, hers were. So she was able to feel the difference when her cute, tiny a-cups began to plump up under her white uniform top. Her nipples perked up instantly inside the shirt, revealing to anyone who looked that she didn't wear a bra, due to the unfortunate fact that she simply didn't need one. That was quickly changing as she stared at her boobs, however. The Soul Reaper's itty bitty titties were joining the bustier ranks of her friends.

"What's going on?" she said, looking down at her boobs. She placed her hands on her chest to try and squeeze them back down to their normal size. As much as she wouldn't mind having bigger breasts, the fact that she wasn't aware of the reason worried her. She blushed as she pushed down on her nipples with her palms, managing to calm them down, but failing to reduce her bust size any. Soon she surpassed Tatsuki's c-cups and was nearing dangerously close to Orihime's large bust size. "This is not normal, okay, what could be causing this?" she said, trying to be analytical about this. Nothing seemed to be that unusual, she hadn't had much to eat today so it wasn't an allergy. Still, there seemed to be no explanation for why her cans were constantly swelling.

"Hey, watch it," the person said in front of her.

"Sorry," Rukia murmured. Her boobs were growing faster now and they'd bumped into the person waiting in line ahead of her. She was sweating now as her boobs became bigger than melons, stretching her shirt to the limit. The buttons on her uniform top were creaking now as the red ribbon around her neck tightened. She had to reach up to release it lest she get strangled by the crimson fabric. "Stop already, I'm bigger than Rangiku now," she muttered, trying once more to push her hooters back into place with a squeeze, only succeeding in busting the top button as her titflesh tried to flow around her hands.

"Damn," the short girl said, realizing after a second that she was next in line. She approached the counter, annoyed to find it was so tall that she had to stand up on her tiptoes. "Nngh, hi, can I get two melon breads please?" she asked. Rukia blushed as she found her breasts were so massive that when she rested them on the counter, they blinded her face from seeing the cashier. They were bigger than any breasts she'd ever seen now. Rukia could feel the air running across the pale skin of her belly. Her shirt had been pulled up by her breast growth, so it could keep trying to contain them.

"Um, yeah, 800 yen," the cashier said, looking down at Rukia's cleavage, something that shouldn't be possible. Rukia fumbled in her skirt, and looked down in embarrassment, making her nose tip into her cleavage.

"I forgot my wallet," she said, remembering that the Chappy-decorated wallet was in her other uniform skirt, which would have been just as insufficient at covering her fat as as her current one was. Her pose, leaned up on her tiptoes on the counter, wasn't doing much to hide her butt easier, making it easier for the people behind her to see her bulging backside and the panties struggling to stay on her booty. Rukia pat down her thighs once again to double-check, and just felt up thighs that had been thickened by her growth to help support her wider hips and plumper rump.

"It's uh, on the house," the cashier said, nudging the breads in Rukia's direction. She blinked, but was grateful, and accepted the breads so she could go to the roof. She hurried up so she could ask Ichigo or Orihime for help with her growth. WIth her boobs bra-less, her tits wobbled around like a leaky lava lamp, creating an eye-catching sight as she ran to the steps and out onto the roof. When she met up with her friends, her breasts had surpassed the size of her head and were still growing.

"Hey Rukia what, whoa, Rukia!" Ichigo said, going from stoic to crazed in just a few seconds. He backed up and pointed at Rukia's chest which was visibly swelling before his eyes. Rukia blushed and tried to cover up her chest with the pieces of bread she'd purchased, showing just how fast they were growing. In just a few seconds, she could have easily fit a dozen pieces of the melon bread in each boob. The girl grew defensive very quickly.

"Shut up! I don't know what's going on, but your staring isn't helping," she said. "I just, ooh… oof," she groaned, dropping the melon breads and clutching her exposed tummy.

"Rukia, what's wrong?" Ichigo said, holding his nose to stop the blood that had begun to leak from his nostrils. He'd never imagined Rukia having boobs before, she seemed doomed to flatchestedness. Considering how often he was around Orihime, one would expect him to be inured to the sight of giant boobs, but the mammaries Rukia now carried were far bigger than anything he'd ever dreamed of before. Not that he'd ever admit he dreamed of big breasts.

"Hahhh, hahh…" Rukia shuddered for a third time as her body tingled all over, sending goosebumps up her spine and down her expanded boobs. She suddenly moaned as her stomach bulged out, changing from a flat, toned tummy to a pot belly in three seconds flat. "No!" she said, struggling to stay decent. She didn't want to turn into a huge, inflated balloon. The tingles in her body returned, fading from her boobs, but not entirely. They still continued to grow, but at a snail's pace when compared to her stomach, which was puffing up like she was drinking the entire contents of a fire hydrant.

"Ichigo, help me!" Rukia said, watching another button pop on her shirt, exposing more peach-colored cleavage as her boobs continued to grow. She couldn't help but look flushed with arousal, but embarrassment was the stronger emotion at the moment. She tugged on the bottom of her shirt to try and cover her belly, which almost exposed her areolae as her boobs muffined out of the gap in her shirt.

"What do you want me to do?" Ichigo said. This was way out of his field. Despite having two younger sisters, or maybe because of that, Ichigo knew nothing about girl's bodies besides the lewd comics his friend occasionally pushed on him.

"I don't know, just, ooh, oh, nooo!" she cried, feeling her stomach inflate even faster. She grabbed her protruding gut and squeezed it, trying to figure out what exactly was filling her up. It wasn't water or air, it seemed to be nothing but pure fat. But it was keeping her stomach perfectly round as it filled her up, making it look like she was several months pregnant. On Rukia's short frame, it made her look ridiculously swollen, and she was having trouble keeping her balance. "Ooh, god this is heavy," she said, placing her hands under her belly to try and lift it up. The smooth underside felt cool and good to the touch, so she dropped it immediately, making her gut wobble around with such force that the third button on her shirt broke, leaving just two.

"Mmm, it won't stop growing!" she said. Her belly had already surpassed the size of her boobs and butt put together, sticking out more than two feet in front of her in just a few minutes. She had to spread her legs to try and make room for the huge belly, but it did little to actually assist her. "Ooh!" she yelped as the cool breeze from outside made her shiver. With her skin stretched so much, it felt a lot more sensitive than a normal belly, even as it began to account for more than half of Rukia's body weight. She could feel it start to pull on her stomach, and tried to lean back to stay upright. But as her belly grew and grew, she ended up falling to her knees, where it seemed to grow even faster.

"Oooh, I can't stop it," Rukia said, feeling her belly expand on the warm roof, starting to calm her down a bit before the seriousness of her situation got to her once again. All limits of her skin were surpassed so her belly could keep growing, becoming so large it stuck out several feet in front of her. At this rate, her stomach would be larger than she was, and she was helpless to stop it. Ichigo could only watch in shock and awe, covering his mouth as blood dripped down his fingers. He'd never been so turned on in his life. Rukia was a dear friend, and he'd never really thought of her like this before, but a teenage mind was a dangerous, perverted thing. Orihime was looking with a stunned expression on her face as well, but hers was more intrigued than anything else.

"Oh no," Rukia said when she realized her feet were no longer touching the ground. She'd been leaning so far forward that as her belly plumped up to new heights, it lifted her off of the ground. She flailed around helplessly to try and right herself, but it was no good, her belly had beaten her. Her knees started to push into the swollen mound of a gut she had, denting the perfectly round shape. She could feel it growing an inch every second, flowing down towards her crotch where it spread into her thighs, which rubbed up against her sensitive gut as her body continued to grow out of control. Helpless, she tried to pull her shirt down in one more futile attempt at modesty, stopping as soon as the last buttons broke off. The sides of her shirt gave her tits coverage for a few more seconds, but then her boobs jumped up in size yet again.

As her cans gained several extra cup sizes, her areolae were exposed to Ichigo and Orihime. Both orange-haired students opened their eyes wide at the sight of her coaste-sized areolae. Ichigo, because it was the first time he'd ever seen Rukia topless, while Orihime was just surprised that her nipples weren't bigger than that, compared to how large her boobs were. With this latest burst of growth, each melon was three times bigger than her head, and they'd begun to lose their perfectly round, perky shape. The nice subtle firmness that Rukia had when she was completely flat-chested was long gone, and her cans sagged a bit on her belly.

Her belly was a thing to behind, larger than any sumo wrestler. It was like a giant, flesh-colored beanbag that Rukia was straddling at this point. It was easy to see why she was essentially pinned down by the massive gut. She could have curled up and rested inside of it, and still had room for one of Ichigo's younger sisters to cuddle with as well. With her current position, she was actually able to look down at Ichigo, something she couldn't do even if she were to stand on a phonebook on her tiptoes. The girl stopped struggling at this point, simply waiting out the expansion and hoping it would end sooner rather than later. Every second that passed meant she was getting huger, and making it less likely she'd be able to return to normal easily.

As Rukia sat upon her gigantic boulder belly, she took a few deep breaths to try and calm herself down, whimpering as she felt the tingle return to her backside. She groaned as she felt her panties snap off a few seconds later, signaling their inevitable death as her ass grew several inches fatter, sticking out from her back until a whole tray of drinks could have been placed upon it. She let out another moan as her belly stretched out even further. It was so soft and doughy, like an ultra-dense marshmallow. She couldn't believe this had happened to her, this stupid body of hers.

That's when it hit her. Urahara's 'extra' Gigai. Oh, she was going to kick his butt for giving her a defective product. In fact, knowing him, there was a good chance it wasn't even defective. Rather, this was probably something he intentionally cooked up for fun and gave it to Rukia to test it. Well, whether it was an experiment or a glitch, Rukia didn't appreciate it either way. Her panties remained stuck in her butt, and her skirt was now so bunched up around her waist that it might as well not even be there. As soon as she said that, she heard the fabric creaking there too, and her hips widened to the point where her skirt fell off. Rukia just sighed in defeat as her belly continued to grow.

Eventually, everything seemed to stop, and Rukia looked down at her enormous bed of a belly. She had no clue how she was going to get out of here. She couldn't even stand up. The dark-haired fatty attempted to push herself back onto her feet, but her stomach gave her no purchase, her palms simply sank into her girth. Her boobs were the same way, she couldn't get any counterforce from them, they were simply too soft and jiggly. Her cute, tiny legs flailed behind her, rubbing her crotch against her belly for a few seconds before staying still, as Rukia realize that would lead to more problems. Her furious kicks had done little more than arouse her, and had the unfortunate effect of knocking her shoes off of her feet as well.

"R-Rukia, are you done?" Ichigo asked, approaching her cautiously.

"You say that like I was planning to get this big…" Rukia said in a huff.

"Whoa, you mean you didn't want for this to happen?" Orihime asked in her typical ditzy tone. Rukia shook her head, crossing her arms on her bust and leaning her head against them, not wanting to place her face into her cleavage for a mild fear that she'd suffocate in her own boobage.

"No Orihime, I didn't want this to happen. I don't know why it did but I need some clothes very badly now," Rukia asked. Her shirt was so stretched that when she attempted to move her arms, it ripped down the back, and the two halves simply fell to the ground off of her arms."Can you two help me stand up?" she asked. Orihime and Ichigo nodded, grabbing Rukia's shoulders and arms to try and pull her into a standing position. It was difficult, and Rukia wasn't sure if she'd be able to manage it, but eventually she was back on her own feet. Just bare feet as well. Her shoes had fallen over the roof, and she had better luck staying upright when she could push against the ground with bare soles. So, Rukia ended up entirely naked, looking a year overdue with sextuplets, an ass that could have stopped a semi-truck, and boobs that could have been passed out to the entirety of the Soul Society Women's Foundation in such a way that everybody ended up with d-cups or bigger.

"Great, what am I supposed to do now" Rukia said, trying to make herself modest. Luckily for her, her belly was so massive that it hung down past her knees, blocking her womanhood from sight. But her nipples were still blatantly on display, her butt was exposed and quivering, and while it wasn't as erotic as her T&A, Rukia still felt embarrassment about how huge her gut was. It was just a perfect sphere of flab with an incredible smoothness to it that would have been the envy of pregnant women everywhere. Not a stretch mark to be seen. If there was one good thing about this bloated Gigai, that was it. "I need clothes, first off," she said, reaching around each can to try and make herself decent. Even if she spread her fingers wide, she couldn't cover the entirety of her dark nipples. Ichigo blushed as he looked at Rukia before closing his eyes.

"W-Well let's try and get you back to my house first," Ichigo said, peeking through his eyelids to stare at Rukia. Damn his hormones, he thought. Rukia was obviously distraught and he felt terrible for her, but she looked so damn cute and sexy this way! "Orihime can you um, help me, I don't know, make her decent?" Ichigo asked.

"Ooh, I have an idea," Orihime said, reaching for her shirt, and pulling it up over her torso so she was topless as well. Her floral, lacy bra kept her amazing breasts in check, though. "Here we go."

"What the, Orihime, what are you doing?!" Rukia and Ichigo said at once.

"Well I figure if all three of us don't wear shirts, it won't be so abnormal and Rukia will feel better, right?" Orihime said. Rukia blushed and looked at Ichigo.

"She has a point…" Rukia offered. Ichigo grumbled and grabbed Rukia's hand, blushing as his fingers dug into her breast for a moment in his attempt to snatch her wrist.

"I'm not taking off my shirt. Let's just get you back home and have Urahara fix you up," he said, pulling her towards the stairwell. "Rukia stop being difficult, let's go." Rukia had stopped moving, and no matter how hard he tugged, he couldn't get her to come through the doorway. Ichigo turned around and blushed when he saw the true reason why, and saw Rukia's girth wedged into the doorframe with Orihime peeking out over her shoulder.

"I'm not being difficult, Ichigo," Rukia said, grunting. "I'm stuck." She groaned, trying to push herself through, and Orihime was obviously attempting on her end, pushing on Rukia's plump rear with all her might. Ichigo mumbled something under his breath and tried to pull, finding that no matter how hard he tugged, she was well and firmly stuck. In fact, he might have made it worse, judging by how hard she was breathing and the flush on her face.

"Damnit… sorry Rukia," Ichigo said, scratching his head. "I'll just, damn, I'll have to go get Urahara right now and get him to come here. Just, just hold tight!" he said, running off before Rukia could say anything.

"Well I can't really go anywhere," Rukia said, looking down at her mammoth, several-hundred-pound body.

"Don't worry, Rukia, I'm still here," Orihime said, patting Rukia's fleshy backside to get her attention. Rukia let out a gentle smile, thankful for the friendship. She just wished it was under better circumstances. This was not the best way to start off her vacation. Orihime and Rukia had to wait until Ichigo returned, which ended up taking a half hour. In that time, they tried to move Rukia a bit more, but she was still firmly stuck. To her embarrassment, Rukia was starting to get used to being naked. The fact that Orihime still hadn't put her shirt back on was actually helping her.

"Oh, Ichigo's back!" the orange-haired girl said. While waiting, Orihime had climbed up on part of Rukia's belly, finding it softer than any mattress she'd used before. "Where's Mr. Hat and Clogs?" Ichigo frowned as he held up a sign, apparently one ripped from the front of Urahara's Shop.

'Gone on vacation for some R&R. Be back in a week.'

"No," Rukia said. "So what are we going to do?" Ichigo sighed again and held up his hands, showing that he'd bought two bottles of lotion on the way back. "I guess it'll have to do," she said. Ichigo passed one of the bottles to Orihime, and both orange-haired students spread healthy amounts of lotion on Rukia's enormous belly, making her wince in arousal as the cool cream hit her skin. Once she was properly lubricated, they tried to push her through again.

"Ahhnnn…" Rukia moaned as her bare crotch pushed into her belly as Orihime shoved her butt forward, trying to push her through. Ichigo and Orihime did their best to get Rukia through the door, and the short girl tried to help by pushing on her breasts. All their actions seemed to do was turn her on even more, and she wasn't sure if she'd get out before Urahara returned. But the constant pressure on her body, the breeze blowing across her skin, the hands all over her sensitive skin… it was oddly enjoyable. A gentle smile came back to Rukia's face as her blush changed from one of embarassment to one of arousal, and she began to buck her hips against her gut in a more obvious manner to enhance her pleasure. She began to change her mind about this predicament as her nipples bulged out, almost hitting Ichigo in the face. Maybe this was actually the best way to start her vacation.