Toshiro Vs Demon Queen Yiaruu - Complete

Though shocked at how Yiaruu had simply shrugged off his strong attack, Toshiro still kept his coolness, waiting for the chance to deliver a more powerful strike... Or so he thought.

"Got you!... Gah..? 0///0".
The young shinigami wanted to anticipate her punch a kidou-charged punch (kidou= demon magic), but he just hit the air, and one moment later he was off the grass, caught into the taller woman's full nelson.

"W-what...? Let go..! 0///0".
He struggled and squirmed around aimlessly without leverage to break free, blushing deeply at the uncomfortably seductive (pleasurable??) sensation of her huge soft breasts pressing on his shoulders and around his head.

"Such simple struggles, are you truly a Shinigami?" Yiaruu questioned, keeping a tight hold on Toshiro to prevent his struggles from aiding in his escape. But with his feet off the ground, for the most part it wouldn't be too difficult, her strength proving more than enough to hold the Shinigami in place.

After keeping him locked for a minute, the busty woman would release him, only to fade away and reappear in front of him, aiming a magic infused kick to his chest. If the blow would land, she'd summon a sphere of dark magic and threw it, seeing if the boy's defenses would be better than his poor struggling.

"Uuhh...I w-won't forgive that..! 0///0"
Yiaruu's bigger womanly body proved more than enough strenght to contain Toshiro,'s efforts to escape, which was not totally a surprise with his petite body. Her huge endowments kept rubbing and bouncing around his shoulders and the sides of his hrad all the time, provocating him into more angry-embarrassed struggles to none avail until the demon queen would let him go to deliver her next attack.

Even with his enhanced reflexes, the young shinigami couldn't move away in time to avoid her kick, propelled several feet back by its power.

But he managed to deflect it with a forearm at the latest moment while she was charging it with extra dark magic.
Without his icy aura bring sealed, his active block would have probably freezed her kicking leg. But even in his current 'human' form, it was probably enough to hurt her leg... If just a bit.
If anything, the young shinigami had showed that he had a good defence against violent strikes... better than against grapples anyway.

"Uff...uff... You're dangerous, demon woman. I can't go easy on you: Eat this!".
With that said, Toshiro used his Shunpo, the famous shinigami 'flash step' to attack Yiaruu with a spiritual power-enhanced palm strike aimed at her chest.

"Hmm, interesting." Yiaruu would comment, Seeing Yoshiro deflect her latest attack. The busty woman showed little reaction to his block, rather her foot planting back on the ground firmly as she stared down him while he threw his attack forward. She allowed the attack could connect, the impact causing a gust of dust to go off as her aura flared at the last second.

Although the force was set to match, Toshiro was not sent back like before. However as the debris in the air went away, he would see their latest position, or rather his hand pressing against Yiaruu's left breast, the demoness showing little response as his hand remained. Depending on his next reaction would determine her response, as if he attempted to pull away she'd send her leg forward to strike his gut. But if he remained stunned for too long she'd attempt to grab his extended arm, locking him close with his hand still held against her breast.

"Got her...!", Toshiro would think as a sudden gush of swirling wind, the result of their auras clashing against each others, enveloping the contenders' bodies in a dusty cloud for a long moment.

But when the dust faded...
"W-What the...??? o///o".
Toshiro stuttered, his face getting tomato-red as his hand, far from delivering a decisive palm strike and cease the fight, had just sunk into the plumpness of Yiaruu's gigantic left breast.

His face had the shocked, flustered expression that would be expected from a very embarrassed young boy before a seductive experienced woman. And his flushed hesitation granted the Demon Queen more than enough time to grab that arm and locking it in place, giving him all the time to feel up the plump softness of her massive bosom.

"Ah...! I w-wasn't meaning to.. nghh...! o///o".
Toshiro stuttered in further sensuous discomfort, showing that, shinigami captain or not, he still was an easily flustered young boy when facing certain situations with a woman.
Like now, with the red-faced boy trying to pull back from the embarrassing groping while the towering Yiaruu seemed more than glad to hold him there.

“I see, so that’s it.” Yiaruu commented, seeing his flustered expression as his hand groped her soft, ample breast. His attempts at pulling away would do little, as the demoness held onto him with a solid grip, his hand getting plenty of feels of her chest before she released him.

But as she did, she’d lunge forward with her shoulder lowered, aiming to tackle the shinigami down to the ground in his flustered state. When they were down, she would mount his waist, looking down to him as she then grabbed his wrist, placing his hand back onto her breast while looking down to him. “Tell me shinigami, are you embarrassed because of this?”

Between the heavenly sensation of plump breast flesh under his unexperienced fingers, and the fact that Yiaaruu was forcefully holding him there, Toshiro's mind was too busy dealing with his juvenile fluster to see her following attack coming.
With a breathless groan he was tackled down to the grass, and before he knew, the curvaceous demon queen was sitting on his belly, his squirming frame easily held in place by strong womanly thighs.

Once again, he gasped at the smooth, seductive warmth of her bosom against his fingers. A pleasant, welcoming softness that contrasted with Toshiro's troubled situation, insidiously swaying his mind off his game.

What was through this crazy woman's mind? Doing such lewd things while fighting her opponent... of course it was embarrassing!
"Uunfhh... t-the heck..??? Even asking about it is embarrassing! o///o".
Toshiro snapped in shocked response, all the while squirming for freedom in flushed discomfort.

“So what the Witch said is true then, this glaring weakness is more evident than expected.” Yiaruu commented, seeing Toshiro struggle as she remained on top of him, his hand forced to remain on her breast as she studied him. It couldn’t be seen, but the Demon had a glint in her eye begin to form, a subconscious smile spreading across her lips as she saw his desperate struggles.

Eventually she would release his hand, and in an instant the busty Demoness would teleport off of him, appearing a few feet away with her arms crossed underneath her bosom. “Get up, I’m only given this one chance to test this new body. And I intend to get as much out of it as I can. So show me what you can really do.”

A super-flustered Toshiro stood up after Yiaruu retreated with that strange kind of shunpo (quick step), his face all flushed as the tactile memory of her marshmallow loveliness was still lingering in his young head.

But Toshiro still remained his stern, hot tempered self, so he just shook his head vigorously before hed point an accusing finger at the Demon Queen.

"D-Don't think that I'll fall from your womanly tactics. Y-You will need much more than that to defeat a Seiritei Captain!" o///o,
He snapped at Yiaruu, showing more nervousness than he'd wish to admit.

"Alright then, want to see what I can do? Don't blame me afterwards!".
Toshiro charged his spiritual energy before he'd use his own shunpo to zig-zag his approach and attack from one side, hopefully surprising the curvaceous demoness with a lightning-charged punch aimed at her belly.
"Got you!"

Yiaruu would stand perfectly calm as Toshiro made his approach, her eyes darting perfectly to notice each time the shinigami would move closer to deliver an attack to her stomach. The attack would land, the demoness not even moving to dodge or even block the attack.

However after his strike landed, it would be revealed that Yiaruu was not even dazed by the Punch, standing just as calmly as she had before he struck. “Very well then, my turn.” She’d say, and instead of delivering another palm strike or kick like she had before, Toshiro would be blind sided as the demoness teleported behind him and struck the side of his head with her large breasts instead.