Curiosity

. . . . Yeah. A couple of people told me that the hits stand for how many times it's been read, so it's kinda interesting at how many possible people have been reading my story.

Curiosity by Neema aka Boogermeister

Chapter 3- Planting the Seed

It was near dusk, when Ichigo kissed her lover good-bye before walking home. Not even her Dad's bizarre form of welcolme would ruin her day, as Urahara watched her dwindling away. "Hahh . . . . looks like I'm being stared at somewhere," he pondered nonchalantly before turning to see both Renji and Grimmjow glowering at him. "Can I help you two?"

"Yeah, I'd like to know why you're fucking Ichigo," scoffed Grimmjow with his arms crossed. "And explain it to us fast, or I'll your ass."

"Oh? Just that?" he questioned with a light shrug. "You guys are Ichigo's classmates, right?"

"You're not answering our question, fucker."

"Ah . . . . Well, this past weekend Ichigo confessed her feelings for me and she offered to give me her virginity," he replied, as if talking about buying a box of cereal. "I also like her, so it was fairly easy for me to take it. So now she is willing to take on my experiments on her."

"You perverted old weirdo, you do realize that you're fucking a 15-year-old girl, right?" frowned Renji.

". . . . I see now, you guys are trying to blackmail me for fucking a teenager," he concluded, but barely batted an eye at that. "What is it that you want from me?" At that, Grimmjow put up a devious smirk.

"Ichigo," he simply answered.

"Ah, I don't think that she'll want to go to you so easily," he sighed behind his opened fan.

"No, I just wanna fuck her, see if she's just as good as I believe to be," he said.

"Hmm, guess this could work into my experiments . . . ."

"You think this could work, Grimmjow?" asked Renji. "If she tries to resist, then would it be raping her?"

"Not if she wants us to keep her secrets . . . ." sneered Grimmjow.

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Almost a few days left until Ichigo could get impregnated during her ovulation phrase, and as the time passed it was making her wetter in anticipation. As was ordered to do, she went to her lover's shop without her underwears. "Kisuke, I'm here . . . ." she muttered with a soft moan escaping from her lips as she then went into the bedroom in the back. Urahara was waiting for her but he wasn't in his sleeping robe but his usual green kimono.

"Just in time, Ichi-chan," he smiled, simply gazing at her as she stripped off her clothing. "And already you're wet, my kinky slut." Ichigo smiled as she knelt down, greeting him with a lustful kiss as she began to touch herself. "But Ichi-chan . . . . this experiment's gonna be different today, but I want you to enjoy it. Is that all right for you?"

"Yeah, as long as I get to be fucked by you, Kisuke," she smiled before kissing him again.

"All right, it will start shortly," he smirked. Ichigo frowned at him in slight confusion and sat up straight, what did he mean by shortly? Suddenly, they heard a soft bell jingle of the store door being opened before a rush of footsteps rushing closer. "Oh, they're here."

"Wha--" The bedroom door slid open to reveal the leering teens from her school, Renji and Grimmjow. "Wh-what the fuck?!" she gasped sharply, instantly covering herself with her lover. "The fuck are you guys doing here?!"

"They're here for today's lesson, Ichi-chan," Urahara simply replied and Ichigo gaped at him in shock.

"B-but, Kisuke, are you saying that--"

"You did agree that you will enjoy it, as long as they don't hurt you so much," he soothed as he kissed her cheek. "You'll learn about a threesome with your classmates, because they had wanted you for a while."

"You can't be serious, Kisuke," she frowned. "You want me to get fucked by them? And they're not really my classmates, they're seniors."

"Doesn't matter, Ichi-chan," he smirked, his hand traveled down to her damp crotch. "In the end, I'll get to fuck you . . . ." Ichigo shuddered as his finger slipped inside her and moaned, nearly forgetting that the two teens were getting hard from her sounds.

"Hey, hurry up and leave so we could do it," gritted Grimmjow. Ichigo whined softly when the finger left and she felt the warmth of his body was gone as he stood up.

"Try not to damage her, this week we're trying to make a part of us," he cautioned as he left the room, the teen girl shivered in apprehension by the lustful glares from them. She was alone with them and yet, she was feeling wet by the interest of having a different man's erection inside of her.

"Hey, it's not that bad, Ichigo," purred Grimmjow. "We don't want you to get in trouble for fucking an older guy by the school."

"Wait, you guys are blackmailing me and Kisuke?" she immediately scowled. "Is that why you want me?"

"We've always wanted you since you started high school," replied Renji with a slight smirk. "But every day, you always turned or rather kicked us down on our advantages."

"That's because I don't have any interests with you idiots," she scoffed.

"But you will," sneered Grimmjow, quickly taking off his shirt. Ichigo felt her face heating up by the sight of his chistled body, only to feel like it was bursting into flames when Renji followed with tribal tattoos etched over his torso. "Aw, seems that you do have some kinda interest for us."

"I-I don't . . . ." she flustered.

"You don't look so bad for a 15-year-old, Ichigo," smirked Renji as he removed his bandana and scruchie. "Usually, they're so shy and timid but your fiery personality's one of the kind." Almost simultaneously, they took off their pants and her heart jumped up to her throat at the sight of their dripping erections. Grimmjow was a tad bigger than Renji, but anxiety was mixing in with her now lust for them despite getting wetter.

"Mmm, can't wait to tear you apart, Ichigo," Grimmjow sneered with practically sharp teeth as he leered at her.

"You retard, Kisuke says not to damage me," she scoffed.

"Why should we listen to that crazy fucker?" he snorted in amusement.

"Because . . . . I'm trying to have his baby," she admitted, and the both of them frowned a little.

". . . . Why just him?" asked Renji.

"Huh?"

"You mean you don't wanna carry our kids, Ichigo?" Grimmjow questioned as he grasped at his erection. "Were you trying to do it now?" Ichigo glanced at him before quickly nodding, lying to them now would be better than them coming back later to forcibly impregnate her. She only wanted Kisuke's child and no one else's. "Then guess we should take advantage of this right now," the blunet smirked as they loomed over her. "Which one of us would you wanna get fucked first, Ichigo?"

"Um . . . ." she muttered, taking a quick glance of the 'monster' of his before looking away. "I guess . . . . Renji."

"Heh," smirked Renji as Grimmjow scoffed a little. "If you're ready, then you gotta open your legs for me, Ichigo." Ichigo wanted to whack him across the face for saying that, but she was in the disadvantage as she laid on her back and slowly opened her legs. "Shit, it almost looks like new . . . ." he growled as he and Grimmjow stared at the small entrance that was oozing out her secretion. "Wonder how it feels like with you."

"Come on, Renji . . . . just make me feel good, all right?" she mumbled. Renji's smile widened at that and he positioned himself between her spread legs.

"It's like you're aching for me . . . ." he groaned as he slowly pushed the tip in. Ichigo inhaled sharply in pleasure but the red-head continued to push in until he was completely sheathed. "Mm, you're clenching so tight, Ichigo," he groaned softly, groping at her breast. "Like you're begging me to have my kid."

"Fuck you, I don't want your stupid monkey baby," she gritted but let out a moan when Renji pulled out before slamming back in. "Fuck, Renji . . . .!"

"Yeah, say my name like you did with that hat-wearing fucker," he growled lowly as he continued with the fast thrusts. Ichigo moaned in pleasure though she retaliated with a sharp grip at his arms, but it barely phased him as he breathed harshly. "Keep clenching me like that, you'll make me shoot out my load sooner."

"Hahh . . . . it's not my fault that you feel so good," she mumbled out of estascy.

"I feel good for you, even better than Urahara?" he smirked.

"I only want Kisuke's baby . . . ."

"Too bad . . . ." he grunted, as he stilled himself before suddenly climaxed. Ichigo gasped sharply at the similar yet different feeling inside her, she felt some of it oozed out of her entrance before Renji pulled out. "Hmph, guess you won't have that chance, Ichigo," he muttered as he scooped some of the thick liquid and pressed it against her lips. Ichigo tiredly oblidged, groaning in slight disgust by the taste of him.

"So salty . . . ." she grimaced. "And you came inside me too soon. You fucking suck, Renji . . . ."

"Whatever, I got what I wanted," he shrugged as he rubbed at her flat stomach.

"All right, you had your turn, now she's mine," Grimmjow growled as he pushed the red-head aside and positioned in front of her. "Fuck, I think you need my kid more than anything right now," he sneered as her hole was gaping slowly at him.

"Shit, why do you guys wanna me to have your kids?" scowled Ichigo. "You think by having a part of you it would mean that you own me?"

"Guess you can say that, Ichigo," he smirked. "And I don't care that you're young, I'm gonna shoot my load far into you to make sure you're full with my kid."

"You bastard . . . ." she muttered but shivered when he gripped her hips and slammed into her in one go. "Fuck! You're fucking big, Grimmjow . . . .!" she gritted but her pleasure was overtaking her pain by ten-fold as she clenched around the stiff organ.

"Shit, thanks for the compliment," he growled deeply before pressing his hand over her stomach. "I can practically feel myself inside you, that's how my kid will grow in there." Ichigo whined at his words. She attempted to imagine her children with them, just a red or blue-haired bundle of joy but her mind kept reeling to a blonde one. Now she wasn't sure if she could get pregnant by them now, and wondered if Urahara would want her to keep it. The man was not that cruel.

"Ahh . . . .!" she moaned as he suddenly pulled out, nearly letting out a whine at the feeling of being empty.

"Aw, is my little Berry aching for my cock now?" he taunted. "If you are, then beg to give it to you, Ichigo."

"Fucker . . . ." she whined.

"Just beg, Urahara says that you're a needy whore," he purred as he licked at her neck. "Come on and beg, say that you want my kid." Ichigo whined louder, she could resist but her possible child might be a product of possible rape.

". . . . Give me your baby, Grimmjow," she whimpered softly. Grimmjow growled in satisfaction and thrusted back in, enjoying the verbal response escaping from her lips. "Fuck . . . . you're an animal," she moaned deeply as she gripped at his shoulders when he thrusted harder.

"I love it when you talk dirty to me . . . ." he grinned.

"It was supposed to be an insult, you guys are really fucking animals!" she gritted. Grimmjow simply groaned as the inner muscles contracted around him tightly before leaning down to suckle at one of her breasts, practically taking the whole thing in his mouth. "Ahh . . . .! Hahh . . . . ahh," she moaned, arching her back at the rauchy action and it made Grimmjow growled as he continued thrusting.

"Ahh, you're as good as I expected," he growled. "My only regret is not taking your virginity like I wanted to."

"Tch, I wanted to take it too," grumbled Renji.

"Shut up, just jerk off in a corner somewhere while I'm giving her my brat," he scoffed.

"Like hell . . . ." Ichigo mumbled but moaned out when he suddenly gave her a sharp jab in her. "Ahh . . . .! Grimmjow, that feels good . . . .!" That statement made him grin and did it again and again, until she finally climaxed.

"Huh, I'm just as close too . . . ." Grimmjow groaned deeply. At the last three thrusts, he held her hips closely to his in a vice-like grip before he spilled himself into her. "Fuck . . . ." he let out a guttural growl, as the warm creamy substance leaked out of her and trailed over his thighs. Ichigo, however, convulsed and gasped sharply at the harsh ejaculation, it felt like he poured it straight into her uterus as her stomach clenched tightly.

"Fuck, fuck . . . .!" she gasped with widened eyes. "I'm gonna get pregnant by this animalistic bastard . . . . Fuck . . . ."

"Oi, we're not finished yet," he smirked, when her body threatened to go limp. "Abarai's gonna try again, and I'm still hard." She winced, he was right as he pulled out, copious amount of his semen gushed out of her. "Since you see us like animals, then you should get fucked like an animal."

"Wha . . . .?" she mumbled before being pushed onto her stomach with her hips pulled up until she was on her knees. She quickly knew this position, she had done it four times with Urahara and her breath quickened.

"Abarai, give her another try while I give her pretty little mouth a piece of my mind," sneered Grimmjow. Renji smirked as he came back, his re-awakened erection rubbed at her stretched hole as he gripped at her hips.

"You sick animals . . . . like hell am I gonna give birth to a monkey or a wildcat," she groaned, wincing slightly when her orange hair was roughly grabbed to meet eye-to-eye with Grimmjow's intimidating erection.

"Too bad, Ichigo," the blunet smirked, pushing the tip against her partially opened mouth. "Slack off, and we'll continue fucking you until your stomach gets fat with our kid." Ichigo whined at that and steadied herself with her hands, her mouth opened a bit more to lick at him. The precome wasn't so bad but was a little anxious of what was to come. "Fuck . . . ." he groaned softly.

"You jizzed so much in her, Grimmjow," Renji muttered as he mounted over her before thrusted into the loosed hole. Ichigo let out a soft gasp at the intrusion, even more of the thick liquid dripped steadily onto the sheets and blankets. "You'll knock her up before I get a chance to."

"Whatever," he scoffed lightly before suddenly thrusted himself into Ichigo's mouth. She nearly gagged when it threatened to jam into her throat but Grimmjow relaxed his hold on her. "Suck it, you slut," he sneered as he slowly rocked his hips. Ichigo immediately complied, moaning softly when her tongue dragged at the pulsing underside. She moaned louder as Renji's thrusts was gradually becoming faster, his harsh panting and groaning was right behind her ear.

"To be honest, we weren't really gonna tell the school about your relationship with Urahara," he groaned lightly, groping at her chest. "All we just wanted is you, Ichigo, and that's it. But after that news of wanting a baby . . . . we want you even more now." Ichigo would have cursed him out if it weren't for this animal's erection stretching her mouth to the point of making her jaw ache. But she had to admit it, she was on a sexual high right now.

"Shit, her eyes are rolling back just like last time," scoffed Grimmjow with a smirk as he glared down at her before noticing her arms quivering from the strain of her weight and her increasing fatigue. "Hold her arms back, Abarai."

"Fine," muttered Renji. His hand grabbed around her wrists and pulled her arms behind her back as he thrusted harder, she knew that he was close. The fuck with him was good but this red-head gets too excited too easily. "Mmm . . . ." he grunted, as he stilled himself and came into her convulsing muscles. Ichigo moaned deeply and tears trickled out of her dulled eyes, the monkey jizzed more than the first time and her insides was too full to hold anymore. "Her body can't take it anymore, think we hurt her too much?"

"I fucking doubt it, looks like she's really enjoying herself," Grimmjow smirked. Renji held her still as the blunet continued with the oral assualt, growling lowly whenever Ichigo made a tired moan. "I'm close, my sweet Berry," he groaned. "Get ready . . . ."

"Guh . . . ." choked Ichigo, the thick organ pulsed intensely before she felt the white-hot cream filled her mouth. Reflexively, she swallowed most of it before Grimmjow pulled out of her mouth, she coughed a little as the stain trickled down her chin. "Fuck . . . ." she groaned before Renji let her go and pulled out of her. Despite her limp condition, she convulsed a little as the more of their seed oozed out. "No . . . . don't want these babies from you beasts," she scoffed tiredly.

"Doesn't matter, you belong to one of us if you get knocked up," muttered Renji as he nudged her onto her back and licked at the salty residue of her sweat on her stomach. "Though we might hafta wait for a little while . . . ."

"Fuck you guys, I doubt you can take care of me if I get pregnant," she frowned.

"Just be glad that we decided to fuck you for just one day rather than a whole week," smirked Grimmjow as he stroked her damp hair. "But the cum is more than enough to stay inside you at that length of time. Maybe then, you'll get knocked up so easily." Ichigo tiredly scowled at both of them, but flinched slightly when the door opened and Urahara walked in.

"Kisuke . . . ." she whimpered softly as she glanced up. "Sorry, these fucking animals might have impregnated me."

"I understand, we'll talk in a minute," Urahara muttered before glancing at the two adult teens. "Are you done with her?"

"Yeah," shrugged Grimmjow as he and Renji stood up and picked up their discarded clothes. "We'll see her in nine months, then she'll belong to one of us."

"If you say so," he sighed. The teens quickly put on their clothes, taking one last look at the debauched sight of Ichigo, before finally leaving with the bell jingled of the front door opening and closing. "Ichi-chan, are you feeling all right?" the blonde man asked as he sat next to her.

"I dunno, I'm not sure I could be pregnant right now," she mumbled.

"I don't think so, your ovulation won't really start until the first days of the month," he shrugged before taking out a bowl hidden in his sleeves. "But just in case . . . . think you can push most of it out?"

"Huh?" Ichigo frowned as she slowly sat up, aware that the liquid of seed oozed more from the position.

"Push out the semen," he simply instructed as he helped her hover the placed bowl. "It should be easy for you, Ichi-chan. Just try . . . ." Ichigo glanced at him and nodded, bracing at his shoulders before forcing her muscle to do what he said.

"Ahh . . . ." she groaned, hearing the small splattering of cum pouring into the bowl. "Come on, get outta me . . . ." With one hand, her fist pressed hard against her stomach to push it out more. She groaned when the last of it dripped out of entrance and sighed deeply. "Is that good enough for you, Kisuke?" she muttered.

"Yeah, wash up and rest, Ichi-chan, so we can try to do it early," he smiled as he kissed at her forehead. ". . . . Huh, you were holding that much inside? I'm kinda impressed." Ichigo blushed in slight embarrassment and glanced down, from Grimmjow and Renji it took up half of the bowl.

"Don't say stuff like that, Kisuke," she mumbled. "You're so perverted sometimes . . . ."

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