Ichigo was desperate. The Unagiya shop was closed for the summer and Ikumi hadn’t been able to offer him any other positions. Even with the letter of recommendation from her, no other place in town would hire him. Some of them knew him by reputation and some just didn’t like the look of him. He was out of options, except one. He groaned as he walked across the road to Boobies, the restaurant run by Kisuke Urahara. It was well known throughout town for employing hordes of attractive women in skimpy outfits and unfortunately, all of them were people Ichigo knew and some who would love to spend the entire summer taunting him for denigrating himself to this extent. Still, money was money and he knew that Urahara would pay him very well for the opportunity to mess with him.
He took a deep breath and walked inside the brightly painted restaurant and was greeted by his roommate, Rukia, dressed in a swanky tuxedo. “Hello and welcome to Boo…Oh, hello Ichigo. How can I help you?” She asked politely.
Ichigo sighed. “I’d like to apply for a job.” He said grudgingly. “Can you get Urahara?” He added.
Rukia nodded. “Of course. Normally I’d just give you an application and tell you to come back later, but Urahara told me that if you ever applied for a job, that I should give you over to his tender care.” She grinned diabolically, making Ichigo nervous. She lead him to the back and into Urahara’s office.
When they arrived, Rukia respectfully bowed out of the office, leaving Ichigo alone with the oddly clothed enigma. “Well now, Ichigo, I wondered how long it would be until you got here.” He said, smirking. “I’ve already got the contract ready and everything.” He pushed it over the desk.
Ichigo hesitated. “Wait, did you stop everyone else from hiring me?” He asked suspiciously. “Just so you could get me here?”
Urahara grinned mysteriously. “Maybe. But all that matters is that you’re here and ready to start work tomorrow. Just sign on the line here.” He tapped it.
Ichigo hesitated again. He looked over the contract, but he couldn’t spot anything specifically suspicious. There was something about a special uniform, but he assumed that Urahara planned for him to stand outside, handing out fliers or something. “Fine.” He replied, signing on the dotted line.
Urahara grinned. “I’ll see you tomorrow, bright and early.” He said cheerily. “Need to get your orientation done before we open.” He waved Ichigo out. “If you’re hungry, feel free to talk to Rukia and she’ll set you up with a free burger or something.” He added. “Signing bonus.”
“Maybe I will.” Ichigo growled, heading for the door. And he did just that, leaving the restaurant with a full stomach, feeling nervous about the next day.
The following morning, Ichigo walked into Boobies to find the tables being scrubbed and Yoruichi waiting for him. The dark skinned woman was grinning. “Well good morning, Ichigo.” She said, taking him by the shoulder and leading him into the back. “We’ve got your uniform right back here.” She looked like she was suppressing laughter, which made Ichigo nervous.
When they arrived in the office, Yoruichi opened a closet and pulled a cloth off of a person shaped figure. “Tada~” She said with a broad grin.
Ichigo’s jaw dropped “No way. Absolutely not.” He said, when he recovered. Under the cloth was a woman, with short orange hair, pale skin and a very serious expression. She wasn’t hugely curvy, despite wearing the revealing Boobies uniform, but it was enough to make Ichigo uncomfortable, given that the blank eyed woman had just been called his uniform. “That’s a gigai. I’d rather be fired than wear that.” He said, backing up.
Yoruichi shrugged playfully. “That’s fine. I’m sure your dad will be able to find work for you to do this whole summer~” She said, her smile taking on a cat-like tinge. “It’s either us or him, Ichigo. Make your choice.”
Ichigo groaned and stepped into the closet, leaning against the wall and tapping himself with his substitute soul reaper badge. He wooshed out of his body and into his shinigami form, before stepping into the body of the woman.
Female Ichigo let out a breath and glared at Yoruichi. “Alright, let’s get this over with.” She growled.
Yoruichi grinned. “Ooooo, that attitude won’t get you any tips.” She teased, poking Ichigo in the side. “C’mon, put on a smile and get out there. You’re a waitress, so you’re going to be carrying food.” Ichigo put on a fake smile and walked out to the floor.
A few hours later, Ichigo walked into the back, looking flushed and annoyed and carrying a load of plates. “Ugh, I am getting no tips.” She grumbled to Isane.
The pale haired girl gave her a sympathetic look. “Well, you’re new. None of the patrons really know you yet. And I don’t mean to be rude, but you are kind of surly…” She added hesitantly, before scurrying away in the face of Ichigo’s furious expression.
“You know, if you want tips, I can help you out.” A voice purred over Ichigo’s shoulder. Yoruichi appeared, grinning cattishly.
Ichigo shook her head furiously. “No, no way. I don’t need your help.” She said, backing away.
“Too late!” Yoruichi exclaimed playfully, pulling a remote out of her cleavage and fiddling with it. Instantly Ichigo’s body began to change. Her hair grew longer and shinier and her chest expanded rapidly, squishing out to fill her shirt further as her hips widened.
Ichigo gaped at her body. “Buh…wuh…Yoruichi, fix me!” She demanded, staring at the remote. Of course Urahara had built a remote to control the gigai's body. Even her voice was sexier, a soprano almost-moan that sounded constantly turned on. “I can’t go back out like this!” She begged.
Yoruchi made a dismissive noise. “Rangiku does it every day! Now, get out there and get some dollar bills stuffed into that cleavage!” She said, slapping Ichigo’s ass, sending the newly sexified waitress scooting out of the kitchen.
An hour later, Ichigo was back in the kitchen, looking disheveled, embarrassed and furious. Yoruichi grinned. “So, how are the tips?” She asked, sauntering up and teasing Ichigo’s chest. Ichigo growled something under her breath, dumping her dishes into the sink and attempting to escape the sub-manager. Yoruichi grinned diabolically. “What was that?” She asked, blocking Ichigo’s path.
“Amazing.” Ichigo replied, folding her arms, which were immediately obscured by her boobs. “You proved your point. Now, put me back!” She begged. “No one can keep their hands off of me, not even the girls!”
“I know! That’s the point!” Yoruichi giggled. “Whenever they touch, they always feel guilty and tip better! So I made you completely irresistible!” She groped Ichigo’s ass. “Not even I can resist~” She added, licking her lips. Ichigo moaned and then headed back out of the kitchen.
By the end of the day, Ichigo had had more hands on her than she ever had had before in her life and had made more money than she could’ve hoped. She collapsed into a chair, panting. The other girls were congratulating her good day, although Yachiru was complaining bitterly about Ichigo stealing her spotlight. Ichigo didn’t particularly care. She looked to Yoruichi. “Can I go back to my body?” She asked.
“Sure…For today.” The catwoman grinned, opening the closet. Ichigo walked in, jumped out of the body and into his own, before leaning against the wall with a sigh of relief.
“Ugh, I didn’t realize how heavy and wobbly girl bodies were.” He grumbled. He then noticed, with a sense of apprehension, that the gigai had returned to its previous, basic form. “Um…You’re not going to make me do that again, are you?” He asked.
Yoruichi grinned diabolically. “Not that.” She said enigmatically, before vanishing with an evil laugh. Ichigo groaned and headed for the door. He would need to get some food and sleep before coming back in for work the next day. This summer was going to be a very very profitable trial.
Hey folks, taking a break from commissions to work on my own stuff, which means I'm probably going to be posting more for a while. This piece is kind of a mix of both. did me a favor, so I wanted to repay him with a short story. He suggested an idea, based on 's Boobies thing, I started working on it and then realized there was no way in hell I was going to do this concept justice in 5 dollars worth of pages. So now it's going to be sort of an ongoing thing in chapters of 5-6 pages whenever the hell I feel like it. So yeah, if you enjoy, let me know in the comments. If you've got ideas for fun stuff to do with Ichigo's gigai, let me know in the comments. I make no promises because false hope is delicious.
word of advice for Ichigo....Fear your freinds as contacts and never go to them for "new" jobs....something screwed up usually happens.....
I lol....good story man!
I lol....good story man!
Hahahaha - this was a pretty funny turn of events! Well done!
Ichigo has BOOBS!!!!!! This is filled with Win!!!!
Oh wow! An ongoing thing?? This warrants a journal entry.
But in all seriousness, that's super cool dood. I'm glad that you're excited about this. I'm a huge fan of Boobies (extremely well written and drawn, so good on both of you) so this came pretty naturally.
I really like the idea of a remote. We'll see what Hardcore thinks.
Haha, fair enough. This isn't meant to be canon, it was just sort of a sexy thing my friend asked me to write and I'm having fun with it. If you both like it, then that's double cool. The idea of a remote controlled gigai is just too Urahara not to put it in there. XD
Oh suuuure, a remote is possible but Hiyori getting a busty gigai is out of the question.
OH GOD PUBLICITY, HIDE THE WEIRD PORN. *shoves all the weird porn under the rug*
Heheh, I love how this chapter worked out. Rukia's mischievous hinting at Urahara's idea just made this first installment all the more delicious. And I love the idea of the remote, I can't wait to see what else Ichigo has in store for his Summer with Boobies!