Gigai Testing Chapter 1 (Patreon)

Bleach parody: Tier 6 

Gigai Testing

Renji the moocher is asked to test a new gigai for Urahara. He doesn’t want to but he has to pay back his debt somehow, so he does, everything seems to work but something goes off with his dick, after a fap session his dick begins to expand and grow and grow, soon Renji is trapped under the weight of his own mighty cock this leaves him at the mercy Jinta who isn’t gonna let this oppurtunity slide. Macro Hyper Cock Growth Self Suck

Chapter 1 Testing...Oh Shit!

Renji sighed heavily. ‘How did things get like this?’ He was sweeping up. The soul reaper was staying at Kisuke Urahara’s shop, but...not for free. He was paying for his room, use of Kisuke’s training room, food, utilities. He worked to pay off what he owed All the while he was called a moocher by the various people living with him. ‘I should have stayed with Ichigo...’

The soul reapers had come to keep watch over Karakura Town. Ichigo had invited Renji to stay with him, but he foolishly said he’d find his own arrangements. This landed him in the care of Kisuke Urahara. He admitted he had been stupid. Living with Ichigo would have been far...FAR better.

He leaned against the broom. He thought about what might have been. Sharing the same room, going on patrol together, waiting for his turn at the shower...and Ichigo would come into the room with only a towel around his waste, his body flushed with heat, slightly wet, smelling clean and manly. He didn’t have to imagine his size, he got a good look at it in Soul Society. The boy was packing some serious meat, double digits, thick, uncut, with some serious family jewels. He could imagine how big it’d be hard.

Something so big would grind against the crotch of any undergarment the boy wore. He wondered what kind of punishment the undergarments went through, Ichigo wore traditional human underwear boxers or briefs, instead of the traditional fundoshi. ‘He’d look so hot in a fundoshi though!’ The image washed through his mind and added fuel to his libido.

He saw Ichigo in his school uniform, in those tight stiff clothing. Though they didn’t suit his style, they hugged his figure quite nicely. Renji could imagine the rich manly musk that built up over the day. His libido was pumping and his thoughts became lewd.

In his mind Ichigo came into their shared room in nothing but  a towel and as soon as the door shut...the towel dropped. Renji gulped, seeing that massive tool, and it was getting closer. “Do you wanna shower first, or maybe…” Fantasy Ichigo wagged his cock. Renji was on the orangette in a second, sucking that impressive meat.

Renji blushed and giggled lustfully, as his fantasy played out in his mind. His blood rushed south, his dick swelling in his pants. “Hehe~” He grinned.

“Hey moocher, quit slacking off!” Jinta surprised him and slapped his butt, before running past him.

“Ahhh!” In his horny state, the slap to his rear drew out an erotic moan. The noise surprised Jinta, who eyed the red head. He noticed the tent in his pants. “You little!”

“You shouldn’t be slacking off moocher, or you are gonna get it!” Jinta ran off laughing.

“That little…” He was about to chase after Jinta, only for a hand to clap down on his shoulder.

“Renji-kun…” a shiver of fear raced down his spine. “Let’s talk.” Renji was sweating bullets.

Kisuke Urahara was a scary man, a genius, a captain level soul reaper. Not someone you fuck with on a whim. There was a reason why Old Man Yama didn’t go after Kisuke after he escaped. When he’s serious he can be scarier than Unohana.

Renji’s boner died as he was dragged to the sitting room. Kisuke planted an invoice in front of him. “We have business Mr. Abarai!” Renji gulped. “You are making quite a bit of use of my place of business, without paying back much at all.”

“I’ve been working, I’ve been sweeping, washing dishes, cleaning rooms, washing clothes.”

“I’ve taken that into account but it seems you’ve been slacking in a few areas. The dishes are not properly dried leaving spots, you take quite a lot of time to sweep, while cleaning you’ve damaged merchandise, and you overloaded the washing machine requiring repairs.” There was other issues, resulting in quite a large bill.

“Shit…”

“I’ve taken into consideration your efforts in patrols, but you owe me quite a bit of money, Mr. Moocher!”

‘Somebody get me out of here…’

Kisuke opened his fan. “I’m nothing if not fair, I have a new gigai I’d like to test. If you assist me in this experiment, I’d be glad to nix 75% of your bill and nullify the interest you’ve collected.” He closed his fan and smiled at him. “What do you say?”

This felt like a deal with the devil. “Fine, I’ll do it!”

“Excellent!” He clapped the fan into his hand. “I’ll fetch the gigai, please remove your clothes.”

“My clothes...why the hell do I have to do that?” He blushed.

“Well this gigai is a prototype, you are testing it, we need to keep the variables to a minimum to avoid complications.” Renji sweat dropped. “If you are shy I can leave the gigai outside the room.” He laughed behind his fan.

“I’m not shy...let’s just do this.” Kisuke left the room and Renji began to strip.

He had nothing to be shy about, he was 6’2” and 172 pounds of pure stud. His weight was all muscle, his years of training had honed his body into a work of art. His unique biology graced him with some unique features. He had black tribal markings over his form, as he got stronger more appeared.

Renji Abarai was a sexy beast, with manly hair on his pits, a thick nest of hair crowning his crotch, and a treasure trail of natural red hair that reached up to his navel. His balls were clean shaven, a weird habit he picked up from Ikkaku. He got markings on his balls and along the sides of his 9 inch cut cock. Squad 11 had the men get cut as a right of passage. Yumechika claimed it suited a powerful aesthetic. Renji had to admit his dick did look bigger after.

He stood naked and waited for Kisuke. It was a weird feeling standing about in the buff. He ran his fingers through his pubes, scratching his crotch to pass the time. ‘I wonder if Ichigo does this?’ He imagined Ichigo walking around in his room naked, and that got his little soldier standing at attention. ‘Whoops!’

A knock came at the door and Renji jumped. “Yes!” His voice cracked. His hands went down to cover his crotch.  He wasn’t shy but getting caught with a hard on was another matter.

“Abarai-kun, the gigai is out here, simply place your reiatsu into it to give it your proper shape. I have an errand to run I’ll be back in a few hours to check on you.”

“Oh umm okay!”

“Anything wrong Abarai?”

“Nope, all good!”

“Okay!” He heard Kisuke’s clogs on the floor walking away from the door. Renji breathed a sigh of relief. He opened the door and pulled the gigai inside the room. The door was closed but Renji forgot to lock it.

He poured his reiatsu into the faux body and watched as it shifted and became his doppelganger. It was also naked. ‘Whoo, what can I say I do look pretty hot.’ He checked himself out. The gigai had his body hair, his tattoos, his muscles, it even had his smell, a deep rich manly musk.  “Okay let’s do this!”

Renji entered the gigai, forgetting about his hard on in the moment. He opened his eyes. “Hmm…” he stood up. “Seems like any other gigai.” He stretched a bit, with hands on his hips he stretched side to side. He did a shoulder stretch, some squats, and poses, all in the nude.

His hard on bobbed in the air. “Oops guess I forgot about you...hm?” He grabbed his dick. ‘Is my dick bigger?’ He caressed it, and though it was hard to tell at a glance it was slightly bigger. “Might as well jerk off, I wonder if I can cum like this?”

He sat down and began to fantasize about the substitute soul reaper. “Mmm, Ichigo!” He licked his lips, he began to pump his cock. Normally in a gigai such desires are repressed in a faux body, but Renji’s libido was being fully explored here. ‘Guess Kisuke did upgrade the gigai.’ The thought soon fell away as he focused on his fantasy.

Renji thought about one of his favorites. Getting caught! In this fantasy he had pilfered one of Ichigo’s underwear. Without shame he brought the garment to his nose and began to sniff it. The fibers were laced with Ichigo’s manly musk, the crotch was worn out from the weight of Ichigo’s cock and balls. The fabric hugged and rubbed Ichigo’s crotch all day long, so the smell was deep.

He took a big whiff and moaned, his cock weeping pre-cum. Renji was a bit of a musk whore, a habit he gained from his time in Squad 11. The guys there loved to work out and train together for hours and hours. The guys tended to hook up often for a different kind of sword fighting.

Renji wanted to do stuff with Ichigo, but for now it was all fantasy. He imagined Ichigo catching him, with his underwear pressed into face and his hand on his cock. The scenarios that came varied from fantasy to fantasy. Renji was feeling extra horny right now...so his mind took a more hardcore route.

The red head shifted his position, getting on his knees. His cock was overflowing, he spread it over his hard shaft. He teased his sensitive tip, with his fingers slicked with pre-cum he reached back and began to play with his ass.

His fantasy continued Ichigo jerking off with Renji’s fundoshi and cumming all over his face. Ichigo then pushes Renji onto the bed, placing the soiled garment on his face. He rarely fantasized about Ichigo topping, the idea comes from when they first fought, and Ichigo...or something inside Ichigo overwhelmed him.

He felt it now, Ichigo manhandling him, and making him his bitch. It was hot, so hot…

Renji played with his ass and cock in kind as his fantasy went the way you’d expect. Ichigo roughly stretching him while Renji shamelessly sniffed the soiled garment on his face. Soon Ichigo was pounding him!

He was beating his meat so fast his balls were bouncing. ‘Fuck Ichigo, fuck Ichigo, you stud, pound me, fuck me, use me! Take that big sword and uhghhh!’ Renji came hard, his heavy balls lurching as he unloaded his cum. He launched a solid 10 spurts. “Wow, guess I can cum in this gigai!” He panted.

His body pulsed. “Ugh...what is that!?” He was still hard. No...worse than that...he was painfully hard. His dick pulsed and Renji groaned. “What...the hell…?” He shivered.

Between his legs Renji’s cock began to grow. “Nnnnhhh!” His penis began to inflate growing thicker. “Whoa what is this?”

Urahara wanted to make this gigai more versatile and more real. However...like with many of his experiments there was some glitches or kinks to work out. This new gigai did allow a soul reaper to explore their libido, in fact it drew out their libido.

Renji moaned and began to sweat. His cock doubled in size. Reaching 18 inches, Renji used both hands on it, pumping it as his libido surged. “Kisuke Urahara...the hell...fuck I feel so horny I can’t stop!” Renji began to drool. He hoped if he just got off it’d put an end to it. His mind began to run through all of the fantasies he had with Ichigo.

Sparring with him and collapsing on him by accident and feeling his boner, Renji shows the lad how okay it is and the two have sex. Ichigo wanting to shower together, the two get hard staring at each other, and they have sex. Renji sneaking into Ichigo’s classroom and sucking him off, while he tries to focus on studying. Renji saving Ichigo from a hollow and the orangette kissing him before running off embarrassed. Not all of his fantasies were about sex.

“Oh ohhhhh!” His eyes rolled up as he came hard. He shot a full twenty spurts. His legs felt like jelly, his orgasm shaking him down to his core. “Is it over…?” He panted.

Nope!

Renji’s cock gained another 9 inches, and his balls doubled in size. “Fuck...fuck...what is this!?” His massive rod was so heavy. His dick was huge, the tattoos along the sides spreading and curling over the top. He collapsed onto his massive shaft, his ass hole spasming.

He had hearts in his eyes, as this strange gigai was feeding off his libido. Renji’s mind went through every pervy thought he ever had about guys he fancied. His whole face went red. ‘Too much...I can’t...’ His spiritual pressure spiked as he came a third time, this time his cum erupting like a hose. The room was a mess.

“Hey moocher, what’s going on...in...here…” Jinta couldn’t believe his eyes. Renji was bare ass naked, balls so big he’d make a tanuki jealous, his butt hole was throbbing; winking at him. His massive dick was almost laughable, it looked like Renji was hugging a dick shaped body pillow.

Seeing the moocher’s hungry hole had Jinta smirking. “Oh this is gonna be good!”

To be continued