Bleach Lemons

Bombastic Banging

Resounding success. That is what the Wandenreich had experienced as they had swept the Shinigami in a tempest of death, unironically performing the etymology of their mortal enemies better than them. The first invasion of the Soul Society had left the Shinigami without their Captain-Commander, the biggest threat to them. The mashing of their morale further cemented as captains and lieutenants were laid in shambles, filling the medical rooms, and Soul Society being left in much need of reconstruction. The time limit of operating outside the Wandenreich being the only relief the Shinigami were given, surely destined to be crushed the next time.

However, not all was relaxed. There was still some time before they took to purging the Shinigami, and Yhwach's announcement of this Uryu Ishida being crowned the next successor. Uproar flowed through the halls of the Quincies, but the meeting was adjourned, leaving everyone to return to their quarters and think about what the hell happened.

Sternritter E (The Explode) was one such person. The slender-bodied woman gently stomping through to her room. Her outfit modified to show off her mighty legs as the look on her face masked what was racing through her heads. Bambietta knew she was beautiful, but a desire that burned from her personality meant she had something to do.

"You, soldier!" she called out, said soldier pointing to himself to confirm if his superior was talking to him. "I need some... special relief. Come to my room!" she ordered.

The one in question rolled their eyes. "Such a pain, but I guess I should say it's my honour," Y/N muttered to himself, following after her; a Soldat close by looking more concerned than envious for the invitation Y/N had received.

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Stepping into a Sternritter's room is supposed to be an honour, but Y/N wanted none of that honour if it meant being bisected in two. "Are you into necrophilia?" Y/N asked, a fair distance away from Bambietta.

The busty (which was clear as she had slightly undressed) black-haired shorty clicked her teeth. "You were supposed to die? Now I'm going to get even more stressed trying to de-stress," Bambietta muttered, very casual about admitting her 'down time' desires.

"Too scared to have sex?" Y/N boldly stated, not even hiding his intentions or worried about setting off the deranged delight in front of him. "Because I could totally just take you down in that," he added.

It was obviously a trap, a silly display of overconfidence that should have had Bambietta turning him into a bomb and then bits of charred flesh. However, Bambietta was in a revolutionary mood today. Teeth clicking, face twisting, Bambietta tugged her attire away. "Alright, hot shit! I can afford some fun, but it's not like you'll last long. You can go out with a bang! Give it to me good enough, you won't have to worry about being gutted."

Confident was Bambietta. To her, some random Soldat trying to flirt her up and avoid her rightful de-stressing method was something of a new development she didn't mind going further into. The bespectacled brat (as Bambietta thought of him) that none of them had known had suddenly become the successor of Yhwach, so a small change like this was something that wouldn't have her raze the whole place with her Schrift.

Tugging away at the buckle, her body loosened up. The effect clear as Bambietta's body proved to be that more enticing. Long black hair to pull was becoming the least amazing thing about her as her clothing left her, leaving her more like a bombshell babe that was used in clickbait ads. Her short frame packed full at the front with large, round tits, lacking the sag that would show deterioration. They were proudly mounted on her body, making it a wonder how her attire hadn't snapped, and then things were even better as her lower body was devoid of clothing. Bambietta's height doing little to detract from her toned legs, both womanly charm and feminine might rolled in one. She could choke a man, or crush a watermelon. Thighs were both firm and full, easily going into her heart-shaped ass that exploded from behind her, doing a good job at swallowing her panties. The price of beauty and perkiness.