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Five kunoichi on the town, not a care in the world besides where their whimsy might take them. No missions, no war, no need to exert themselves or risk their lives. In the years following the Fourth Shinobi World War, moments of peace felt unnatural and unearned, a luxury none of them could accept or adjust to. At least that's how Hinata felt. She walked the streets of Konoha with her four dearest friends, trying her best to engage in every conversation and laugh at every joke. Her naturally quiet voice seemed to get lost amid the din of her friends' chatter. It wasn't long until she eventually stayed quiet, telling herself that she was happy to just be there.

It was a happy occasion after all. Lady Tsunade had just retired from being Hokage, replaced by Kakashi Hatake, Sakura's former mentor and team leader. The work-weary sannin found it a good reason to celebrate not drowning in paperwork all day or having the safety of the village resting on her shoulders like it had for so long and so desperately. Having more than earned some rest and relaxation, she invited four of her most trusted kunoichi to spend the night with. They were Sakura, Tenten, Ino, and Hinata, all veterans of the war ready for some fun. Tsunade led them on a journey through the village's premiere restaurant district, a part of town the girls had seldom visited as ninja, if ever. Along the streets strung with paper lanterns were the businesses hustling to grab the attention of passersby, either with garish signs, free samples, or shouts declaring the quality of what they sold and the fairness of the price they sold it under. Seeing the former Hokage walk past with her entourage would spike their energy. “Lady Tsunade! Lady Tsunade!" they would shout. At most they would get a polite wave. Every other time she would ignore them.

Hinata had to force herself to feel comfortable with all the attention. She was still getting used to having a village hero as a lover. Spending time with someone as famous as a former Hokage was no small task. She tried looking gregarious in a sleeveless, cream-colored kimono. Black shorts left the majority of her thighs exposed while matching sandals were on her feet. She stayed close behind Tsunade as they walked down the street, her colorless eyes focused on the retired Hokage for guidance. “It looks like the vendors really want you to buy from them, Lord Hokage," Hinata said after seeing yet another salesperson burst into near hysterics.

Tsunade just smiled and waved. She'd left behind the green robe she usually wore, leaving her long, blonde ponytail to hang down behind her sleeveless white kimono. The heels she wore clopped down the street with authority, her explosively curvaceous frame parting the crowd of people on the street like a shark through a school of fish. Humble nods of appreciation were given and returned. Such an outpour of attention was normal for a Hokage, but without a security detail it was much closer and more personal. It hardly bothered her. Tsunade was one of the people now, and what lack of security she had was more than made up for by the four combat veterans following her.

“Yeah, I noticed," Tsunade said in the middle of nodding at a citizen. “Everyone wants a picture of me to put on their wall, something to show off to customers that says 'the Hokage ate here once'. Seen it happen at other villages after I took office." She scoffed. “Even at the casinos I used to frequent, they would boast how I played there, though they didn't advertise how much money I'd lost."

“Well, if I was a gambler I wouldn't want to play at a place that boasts how much they robbed their customers." That was Ino, the blonde beauty and accomplished barrier ninja. Only a tightly cropped purple blouse kept her chest covered, leaving bare the slim and fair trunk which fell into a matching skirt which flowed around her legs as she walked. Silky, platinum hair traveled down the height of her back and covered one of her blue eyes with a single curtain. “Those places are all rigged, anyway. I don't know how you get addicted to losing money there. No offense."

Tsunade waved it off. “Ah, you wouldn't know until you've hit it big. You'll be willing to lose it all and then some if it means the rush of just one more big score."

“Too bad Lady Shizune isn't here," said Tenten. She was dressed the most modestly of the bunch, wearing a white qipao blouse and baggy, burgundy pants. Her brown hair was tied into two large buns at the back of her head, the usual style. “She'd tell us what she thinks about your habits."

Tsunade rolled her eyes. “Ugh. I've had enough lectures from her to fill a lifetime. I hope she's enjoying her time off as much as I am. A day without her nagging me would do us both some good, I think."

That was Sakura's cue to speak up. “I heard you left her to take care of the remaining paperwork for the transition so you could come out here without her," said the sannin's former pupil. Sakura had a red, sleeveless qipao with lighter, pink slacks on. Her candy-pink hair was cut short and held back by a red headband to keep the diamond-shaped seal on her forehead exposed, the same that Tsunade had. “You're not going to ditch her now that you're not Hokage anymore, are you?"

Tsunade frowned over her shoulder at Sakura. “Come on, Sakura. You know me better than that. It's just some time off, is all. I'll make it up to her next time I see her, promise."

Sakura, after years of tutelage under Tsunade and knowing how she operated, doubted that. “Yeah, of course you will."

Hinata could feel the first hint of tension rising. No matter how minor it was, she wanted it squashed immediately. They were out there to have fun, not to argue. A hurried scan of the nearest shops revealed a diner she thought looked nice. She pointed at it. “Lady Tsunade, why don't we try this place? I heard it's nice." It was, in reality, a place she'd never heard of in her life, but if it meant stopping the argument before it started, she was willing to drag everyone into a run down shack.

Tsunade turned her head to look where Hinata was pointing. Fortunately for Hinata, Tsunade was impressed. “Alright! This place looks nice. What do you girls think?" Everyone seemed genuinely pleased with the idea. Thus, the decision was made. “Well, looks like we found our meal for the night." That got a sigh of relief from Hinata. Tsunade led the way inside, ducking her head beneath the banner cloth and peeking inside. “You guys got a table for five?" The hostess at the front desk was just about to answer when she was struck dumb by the sight of the legendary kunoichi. She was lucky that the store owner was there to leap into action. He came running over and bowed, promising that he would have a table ready in just a few minutes. “Take your time," Tsunade assured them. “We've got all night."

The staff clamored to get a table ready. As soon as it was set the owner invited Tsunade and her entourage to sit down. They each sat cross legged around the table, Tsunade as the host. For the next hour they received the star treatment, each waiter and waitress making absolutely sure that their experience was perfect. Hardly a word could slip between the women before someone would ask if they needed a refill on their sake. Most would decline, though Tsunade made sure the spirits kept flowing. Before long she'd acquired a bit of pinkness in her cheeks and boisterous laughter, much to the ire of other patrons who were now neglected by the staff. Her attitude was infectious, making the other girls laugh along with her jokes and antics, even the shy Hinata, the only sober one of the group. Hinata recalled her concern that the night would go awry with a dispute, but quickly realized how silly that had been. These were her friends, those she loved and trusted. So long as they were together having fun, nothing would've ruined the night.

The sake stopped flowing when the table had turned into a mess of discarded chopsticks and cleaned plates. Each of them were either stuffed, drunk, or both. Tsunade was more than happy to cover the entire bill plus an enormous tip towards the whole staff. Sakura made a quip that it would've been more suited going towards her gambling debts. Tsunade just rolled her eyes. The quintet shuffled out of the diner with full stomachs and breezy minds.

Tsunade stretched her back and patted her stomach. “Whoo… I really burnt myself out. How do you all feel?"

The feeling was mutual. “Ugh… I think I outdid things a little too," groaned Tenten.

“Are we going somewhere else? Or should we call it a night?" asked Ino. She'd laid off on eating too much but had suffered the full effects of the alcohol as a result.

“That sounds like a good idea," said Sakura. “Calling it quits, at least for tonight. We have all day tomorrow."

“I'm happy with whatever we do," Hinata said, secretly hoping to retire. As fun as it had all been so far, she'd had enough excitement for one night. So did everyone else, apparently.

Tsunade sighed. “Yeah, you're right. I think we should head back to the hotel and call it. I have something else planned for us. We can do it there."

“What is it?" asked Hinata. The question was met by a quartet of cheeky smiles, most notably from Tsunade.

“Oh, just some added company. How does that sound?." It was clear she was asking Hinata and not the others. With all eyes on her, she felt the pressure to answer positively.

“Well, sure. If it's as fun as you make it sound."

Stifled giggles from the other girls. Tsunade kept hers back, but with a conniving smile. “Oh, it will be. I think you'll enjoy it the most out of all of us."

Hinata didn't know how to interpret that, but she wasn't about to question the former Hokage. “Oh, alright. That sounds good!" And then she followed the girls down the street, wondering what was so funny.

They came to the hotel where Tsunade was able to purchase a night in the Daimyo suite. They stumbled up to the top floor and unlocked the door to a sprawling, multi-bed room that featured a sprawling view of the village speckled with lamplight. Against the starry sky they could see the outline of the five Hokage carved into the cliffside, Tsunade's on the far right, to be joined by the sixth and his legendary, masked visage.

“Oh, this is nice," cooed Hinata as she stepped inside, towards the window. Her reflection grew larger as she approached it, staring back at her while she looked at the village in a way she seldom had. She heard the four other girls shuffling inside behind her. Once the door was closed they started giggling again. She started to turn around. “So, what were we-?"

[i]Poof![/i]

A burst of white smoke. The world went dark as it consumed Hinata's vision and swept into her lungs. Her ninja training kicked in that very instant, her arms snapping up to defend herself from the attack. A quick clap of her hands together and she summoned the powers of her byakugan. The cloud of smoke was pierced, revealing the silhouettes of her four friends on the other side. [i]Spies? A trap? Who are they?[/i] She recognized the mighty chakra signature of Tsunade, something impossible to replicate by any other ninja. The other three were familiar with theirs too. There were no enemies but the four women she had spent the night with, they being unalarmed by the sudden loss of peace.

“[i]Lady Tsunade![/i]" Hinata called out. “What's going on?" The smoke was starting to clear. With no apparent threat, she deactivated her byakugan. There were the other girls, standing there laughing. Tsunade stood with her beefy arms akimbo, looking proud of whatever had just happened. Tenten was in front of the other three, holding a ninja scroll all the way open with the text pointed towards Hinata. Hinata scowled at them. “What- What did you do?"

“Relax, Hinata," Tsunade said, holding her arms up to placate while Tenten rolled the scroll back up. “Just a little trick we wanted to pull. Everything's alright."

Hinata's heart was still having a rampage. “Alright? You scared me to death! I thought I was under attack!"

“It's OK. You're not under attack," Sakura told her. She'd stopped laughing, though the hint of a smile remained.

Ino nodded. “Just a jutsu. Nothing harmful. We think you'll like it."

“Jutsu? What jutsu?" Hinata demanded. “You can't just spring something on me like that without warning me!"

“It's just a minor transformation jutsu we thought we'd surprise you with," Tenten said. She'd tucked the scroll away into her back pocket where she'd been hiding it the whole night.

“Transformation jutsu?" Hinata looked down at herself and saw nothing out of the norm. She patted her hands around her trunk and felt that everything was in place. “Wait… Is it supposed to turn me into something? How does-?" Cutting her words was the sudden buzz of chakra throughout her skin. She erupted in gooseprickles and her nipples went stiff. A gasp swept into her lungs. “[i]Ahh…[/i] What- What is this?"

“Relax," cooed Tsunade. “It won't take long. It'll feel nice."

“[i]What won't last long?[/i]" Hinata demanded. “[i]What will feel nice?[/i]" The answer came when that terrific buzzing transformed into a delicate softening sensation in her skin like every callous and blemish, few as they were, were melting away. From the inner layer of her skin pushed what felt like a million tiny protrusions. Hinata held her arms up and saw what made her cry out in fear: a delicate layer of orange fur sprouting across her arms. “[i]NO! What is this?[/i]" she screamed.

The girls hushed her in unison and assured her that it was OK. This was supposed to happen. Hinata didn't listen. She was too busy witnessing her transformation into an animal. It started with the fur across her body, that gossamer undercoat of neon orange quickly thickening into a radiant floof across her every facet. It came after her figure next, shrinking that wonderfully large bosom into a flat sheet of pecs, causing her bra to sink inside her shirt and leave an airy void. She crossed her arms over her chest to hide it, though she couldn't cover the slimming of her waist into a more rigid slant. Though her kimino sagged around her rapidly slimming torso, her pants grew tight around the seat, her plump haunches growing into something even more broad and rambunctious.

She squealed and whimpered throughout, grabbing at each detail of hers as they would vanish underneath a layer of soft fur either bright orange like on her back, the snowy white which covered her chest, belly, and inner thighs, or a charcoal black which had covered her forearms like sleeves and her shins like leggings. It was a bombardment of sensations both pleasant and bizarre. Though there was the growth of fur from her skin and the strange fluffing-out feeling that it brought, most of her attention was brought to her loins. Between her thighs was a bright shifting of her sex organs, starting at the very core of her womb and then shifting outwards. The most sensitive bits were filing into a heavy shaft of male meat which she could feel sliding down the inside of her underwear like a snake trapping itself there. Such a massive shift in nerves and filaments sent beams of pleasure up through her core and made her legs shiver.

“Ahh… Ahhhh…" That was not the end of it. The last of what could be defined as human, spare her bipedalism and long, black hair, was put away by the shift of her bones. Suddenly her sandals started to snap apart as the heels rose out of them and came halfway up to her knee to form a pair of digitigrade feet. Pudgy, pink paw pads grew on the balls of her feet and on her palm. Her nose stretched forward into a long, sleek snout. At the same time a pair of pointy fox ears sprouted from her crown. There came a long, adorably soft foxtail from beneath her kimino, swaying in the air wildly with its orange length and white tip.

And with that, Hinata's transformation into an effeminate kitsune was complete. Lightheaded, she stood in front of the window with one paw on her temple. Her body felt small inside her kimono, though her pants felt ready to explode around her hips and her loins. Though she'd assumed the appearance of an anthro fox, many of her facial features remained, including her white, pupilless eyes and the same style of long, black hair. Her mind gathered itself slowly, and she came to focus on the others. They were gawking at her hard, reactions ranging everywhere between shock, horror, and arousal.

“Wh-what happened?" asked Hinata. The voice that came out startled her, it being noticeably deeper. She put her fingers over her throat and made a noise. “Ahhhh... Oh no. What is this?" She looked at what her arms had become. “No!" A quick spin brought her looking at the window where her vulpine reflection stared back at her in equal shock. She gasped and put her paws to her face, an action the kitsune in the glass shadowed. Rage starting to boil, she spun back around with her fists clenched. “[i]WHY!?[/i]" she roared. “[i]Why'd you do this?[/i]"

The girls jumped at the bark of her voice. That was except for Tsunade, who kept calm. “Relax, Hinata. It's only temporary."

“I don't care how temporary it is! I didn't want this! Why did you do it? WHY?"

“It's my retirement celebration," Tsunade said. “I wanted some fine male company to spend it with so we could properly enjoy ourselves. I've been wanting to try out this jutsu I discovered. I thought you would be the best to try it out on, given your relationship with Naruto with his demon fox, and all."

The dagger of betrayal and confusion twisted in Hinata's heart, stabbed there by the boot of Tsunade's confession. “But you never bothered to tell me? Just because I'm with Naruto, you thought it would be OK to do this?"

Remorse seemed to come across the sannin's features, though Hinata was unsure if it was fake or not. “I didn't think you would've said yes. I don't think anybody would've. You're one of the strongest kunoichi I know. I knew you would handle it the best out of anyone. If it's that bad, we can reverse it. I just wanted to see what the jutsu would do."

Hinata was ready to throw back a storm of anger and indignation. She'd tried to keep the night uncontroversial, and this was her reward. Her mouth opened, but she did not speak. Distracting her was a soft [i]whoosh[/i] sound from behind her. She looked back and saw her tail wagging wildly behind her. There was an unsettling disconnect at first. No way it was a part of her, moving on her accord. But it was, and when she tried to make it stop it obeyed, sinking downwards in a line between her legs. [i]That's mine?[/i] She could feel it attached to the small of her back, the weight of it atop her haunches, and the air which rustled its fur when it moved. All of that, and the reality of it could not settle in her mind.

Her gaze traveled the rest of her reflection. The kimono hung around her torso loosely, giving some hint of the lissome frame which lay beneath. Less cut was the explosive swell of her haunches, the upper slopes of which spilled over the top of her pants, ready to snap the waistband like it were nothing. She cocked her tail up for a better look and wowed herself with the sight of that bulbous backside. The other girls had been forgotten about, though they admired her all the same. They were given a nice view of that huge caboose when Hinata turned around to look at her frontside again. It earned a pang of envy in a few of them, seeing such an ass wasted on a male.

It was the same time Hinata realized how much pressure was on her crotch. In the cup of her pants was the weight of a burdensome organ. It was slung against her left thigh, hot, heavy, and full of sensations. Hinata saw its outline when she lifted the front of her kimono. A single column traveled down her left thigh, ending on a flare as broad as two knuckles. At the root was the equally impressive swell of her scrotum. That's where she felt the most pressure, her obese nads choked half to death. [i]I have to take these off[/i], she realized.

She was doing it before she realized it. Her thumbs slipped into the beltline of her pants and pushed them down. Her titanic bottom came crashing out, settling into place with a terrific jiggle. The waistband stayed taut around her thighs, not going loose until it had reached her knees. In front of the other four was that magnificently fat man butt, its white colored inside framed by her tangerine fur. They didn't enjoy the sight for long before Hinata let out a gasp. “[i]Huh![/i] Oh no…"

They had an idea as to what she was looking at. “Everything alright, Hinata?" Tenten asked.

Silence hung on the suite like a lead blanket before Hinata turned around, her paws crossed over the part of her kimono which hung over her crotch. “I… There's something else that changed." Then she lifted her kimono, showing the girls her pendulous, vein-webbed cock. The four women were hit hard at the sight of it, all of them reeling backwards as if hit by a shockwave. This was a group of hardened war veterans, and the massive phallus which hung between Hinata's thighs pitted them into silence. Hung from a swollen purse and the bush of snowy frizz that wreathed it, the tip swung just above the upper part of Hinata's knee. The dangerous breadth of her cock helmet was outlined inside the cocoon of skin which was pinched together into a knot. From the hilt to the foreskin there weaved a multitude of ferocious veins. It exuded a verbose masculinity unlike the rest of her girly physique. Alone it had reduced any womanhood and established Hinata, him, as a man.

He cupped the monstrous phallus underneath it with one paw, suffering a surrealness much more severe than what his tail had given him. Just the soft touch of his paw pads sent shivers of unfamiliarity through his bones, causing the fur on his tail to go poof. “This- Oh my… This is incredible." He looked up at the girls. “Is this a part of the jutsu?"

It took a moment for any of them to answer, their eyes locked on that reproductive monument. It was Sakura who remembered that it was attached to a person. She cleared her throat, making the other girls snap to attention. “[i]Ahem…[/i] Yeah, that's supposed to be there."

“Though we didn't think it was going to be that big," said a deeply blushing Ino. Her fist was over her bosom, feeling the intense pulse of her heart.

“The scroll described a big cock," said Tenten. “But not how big. Damn."

“I think it's perfect," Tsunade purred. She'd recovered from the surprise rather quickly, transferring it into an arousal that made her buzz on the inside. A sultry strut brought her closer to the half-naked kitsune, his penis becoming bigger with each step. “Never had a man as big as you before. I wonder how I'll handle it~"

Hinata's heart shimmered. His gaze had fallen on the sannin's enormous chest, that immaculate highway of cleavage bisecting two fair pillows of blissful softness. They seemed to float towards him, adding fuel to his heart, the temperature of his face, and his budding erection. He noticed that his paw was still firmly wrapped around the shaft and he quickly let go. It did not droop all the way, already firm enough to hang in front of him at a slope. The foreskin was crowning around the glans, revealing a cherry red color and its single eye. Hinata had always been aware of Lady's Tsunade's breasts, but never so keenly as now. Big, round, heavy, and soft, it was suddenly a test not to reach out and grab them. He struggled to speak. “As big… Um… Wait. Handle me? What-? Erm… What do you mean?" His penis was growing fast, fully understanding the task ahead of him.

“Oh, I think you know," Tsunade purred. She hooked a finger into the bust of her kimono and pulled it down, revealing more of her inner slopes and allowing them to part. She stopped when the very outer rim of her pink areolas were exposed. “I see you looking. Not many men get the pleasure to have fun with these. With a cock like that, I think you've earned the honor."

Betraying his hesitation was an involuntary throb of his floor muscle, making his cock bounce. “Ah… I don't-" She gulped. “Naruto…"

“Oh, don't worry about him." That was Sakura. She sauntered over next to her old sensei, chest held out, plush lips slightly parted. “What he doesn't know won't hurt him."

“And what he does find out, he would love," Ino said, joining the group. “He finds out you can turn into something like this, and he'll have the time of his life."

Tenten came up to complete the fivesome, forming a crescent of beautiful women to keep Hinata boxed in against the window. “So why not let us have some fun? Like Lady Tsunade said, we think you'll have the most fun out of all of us."

Every rational part of Hinata screamed to say no, but his broiling manhood, now at full staff, demanded he take part. He couldn't look at one woman for too long, their beauty adding fire to his loins. Hardest to look at was Tsunade, that thunderous chest all but hanging out of her clothes, ready to knock Hinata out with their splendor. A demanding throb made his cock bounce again, that entire foot of pompous masculinity pointing at the four girls like a compass, leading Hinata on. Heart racing, face blushing, Hinata couldn't say no. [i]Forgive me, Naruto.[/i] “Alright. I'll… try my best."

A trio of celebratory hoots from the girls. Tsunade stayed quiet, though a triumphant smile dominated her features. “I thought you would say that." She reached behind her back to untie the belt that went around her waist and held the kimono together. It drifted to the floor, releasing the flaps of her dress which was promptly shrugged off, leaving the legendary Kunoichi nude to the waist. Those titanic breasts plummeted into their natural positions, hung apart with a veritable chasm in between, their gorgeous inner curves so tenderly close. Nipples bigger than Hinata's fists stared back at him, the teats sunken into the flesh by soft dimples. Lady Tsunade was a beautiful woman normally, but with her chest exposed she was a goddess.

Hinata's breath was caught in his lungs. Again his penis throbbed, now aching for a woman's sweet touch. Tsunade provided when she stepped forward, her hand reaching out for the kitsune's phallus and wrapping her fingers around the shaft. Lightning ripped through Hinata's loins. Tiny gasps stuttered through his open mouth. “[i]Ah! Ah! Ah![/i]" The sannin silenced him with an open kiss, those plush mouth pillows locking with the flustered fox. It melted what was left of his hesitation, the heat of his arousal now at its peak within his loins. His paws came up and caressed her breasts, marveling at their Jovian rotundity and oppressive weight. Hinata was happy to ease the former Hokage's burden.

The two made out softly, their sighs of delight echoing between their intermeshed faces. Each kiss let out a smacking sound and built upon the spit which glistened on their chins. Hinata's tail wagged like crazy, thumping on the window. They broke the kiss with a mutual gasp. Hinata was shaking like a leaf, ready to blow the first load with just Tsunade's grip. She could sense as much. “Feels good, doesn't it?"

Hinata had to catch his breath. “Ahhh… Yes, Lady Tsunade."

“I know it does. I know what'll feel even better. If you'll join me on the bed, we can really get things started."

Hinata wanted nothing more. “Lead the way, please."

The hand not stroking Hinata's penis reached for his paw and took it. He was guided to one of the bedrooms, that titan of a woman leading the way with the pale skin of her back and her long, blonde ponytail for Hinata to look at. His cock bounced in front of him with each step. He heard the other girls following closely, their eyes either locked on his penis or his gigantic backside. They filed into the bedroom, Tsunade letting go of Hinata's paw so that she could climb the enormous mattress. She laid on her back and hitched her legs up so that she could peel her pants off, leaving herself totally bare except for her high heels. Her curvaceous legs came down with the shins hanging off the side of the bed, the mighty core of muscle in her thighs looking capable of crushing a man's head. She propped herself up on her elbows and kept her legs spread, displaying that trench of unruly girl flesh and the frizzled, blonde bush which sat right above it.

Lascivious eyes and a slow rub of her cunt beckoned Hinata. “Care to join me, big boy?"

Hinata never thought the words “big boy" would have such an effect on him. He nodded. “Yes, Lady Tsunade." He was quick to peel his kimono off and come scampering towards the bed. He came to a halt in front of her, showing some inexperience in the art of topping.

Sensing hesitation, Tsunade asked him. “Want me to take control?"

Hinata gulped, embarrassed. “Yes, please."

Tsunade smiled. “That's alright." She patted the mattress. “On your back. Get comfortable."

“Yes, Lady Tsunade." Hinata clambered onto the mattress and laid down as he was asked with his head on one pillow. He watched as the beautiful kunoichi crawled over to him and threw one burly leg over him to straddle his thighs. Her gently parted quim hovered mere inches above his cock, close enough that he could feel its heat. Those leviathan tits looked ready to bring Tsunade timbering over him, and yet she knelt atop him as proudly as a Hokage.

Lustrous blue eyes locked with his, she reached for his cock and aimed it straight up. The sinful stroke of her hand sent beams of delight through his lower body. “Are you ready?" she asked.

Hinata hardly knew what to do besides report the obvious. “Yes, Lady Tsunade."

“Good, because I'm dying to put you inside me. Try to last, OK?" She didn't wait for Hinata to say anything before she hoisted herself over his summit, planted her flower on his cock, and let her weight fall on him. Her cunt petals sank in around his girthy helmet before blossoming around him. Tight flesh coddled him with a heat like brimstone, drawing a deep sigh out of them both. “Ohhhh… Yes~" Down the sannin came, absorbing more of that luxurious pole until she had him to the hilt. The mighty kunoichi shivered atop him, her mouth held open in a euphoric O shape. “[i]Uhhh! Uhhh! Ohhhhh![/i]"

Hinata reacted similarly. In an instant his mind had been overwhelmed with pleasure, the austere grip of Tsunade's cunt milking him without mercy. Her every clench and quiver made his toes curl. He grabbed her thighs and threw his head back. “Uhhhhhh! Lady Tsunade! Hahhhh!"

She answered his calls by gliding back up his tower and then returning to the base with a terrific plummet. “[i]Uhhhh! Yes! Hahhhhh![/i]" Her body was in a flux across his length. Golden locks floated and whipped about her head. There was an avalanche of bosom with her every ascent, a tidal wave of chest mass which smacked onto her belly loudly. Louder still was her ass impacting on his lap, waves of haunch blubber rolling and rebounding as it all flew up and down so vehemently. [i]Plap-plap-plap-plap-plap![/i] Atop it all was her joyous moaning, genuine and without temper.

The other women were just there to witness it. They lingered about the bedroom in various places, sitting or standing, brewing in their own intense heats as they watched their famed leader impale herself so effortlessly on such a massive cock. They had trouble imagining themselves doing the same but suffered through the desire to try with their legs crossed and/or their hands over their laps.

Hinata couldn't believe it even as it was happening to him. Lady Tsunade, the legendary sannin and goddess of beauty, was riding his cock and howling with delight. The shaft would vanish into her with frightening speed when she came down, then reappear just as rapidly when she came up. Her lips were gaped taut to his girth, leaving behind a shiny film of pussy juices. He mesmerized himself with the wild bounce of her tits, those giant nipples swinging in a synchronized circle motion with each other. Hinata grabbed them on reflex, sinking her fingers into those gossamer globes and groping them around so that the teats poked his paw pads.

Tsunade responded with a shrill shout, her spine whipping backwards into an arc. Her ponytail flew out behind her. The dramatic O shape of her mouth was aimed at the ceiling. “[i]Ohhhhh fuck! YES! Huhhhh![/i]" She grabbed Hinata's forearms, that awesome strength of hers holding his paws in place so that he would continue worshiping her tits. He wouldn't have dared leaving them, their opulent rotundity and divine softness pleasing him nearly as much as the ardent choke of her womanhood.

The order to last for her was beginning to prove impossible now that his pleasure was peaking. A heavy wince scrunched his face, joined by a doleful moan. “[i]Ahhhhh! Lady Tsunade… I'm cumming! Huhhhh! I'm close! Huhhhhh! UHHHHHHH[/i]!" His delight exploded into euphoria upon his orgasm, an eruption of cum which Tsunade felt crash into her womb in a barrage of spurts. Hinata's hips rocketed into the air, hoisting her up with them while the paws holding her tits squeezed hard. “[i]Hyuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh~~~!!![/i]"

Hinata needn't have worried about failing to last. The volume and ferocity of his climax was what triggered Tsunade's. With the sudden sprout of his hips she was forced down to the hilt. His cock was at her gates, striking her point blank with that rain of seed which filled her in just one pump. More followed, each one powered by the ardent throb of his cock muscle. Tsunade came hard alongside him. The violent spasm of her body rattled the caterwaul which belted out of her lungs. “[i]HUUU-UUU-UUU-UUU-UUU-UUU-UUUHHHHHHHHHH~~~!!![/i]"

The delight did not start to fade until long after their voices had, their bodies lost in an intense afterglow which made Tsunade's leg muscles twitch. Warm, molten love billowed and squelched through her cavity, gurgling out from her tightly wound lips and oozing around Hinata's balls in a series of ivory rivers. The two of them panted hard, Hinata unable to let go of her breasts. Nor could she let go of his arms, unwilling to break the coital tie which made her feel so womanly. Eventually she was able to laugh. “Ahahahhhh… Oh my God. Huhhhh… That was incredible. The best in years. Mmmmm…" She looked down at the fox below. “How did you like it?"

Hinata licked his lips and groaned. “Huhhh… Lady Tsunade… Mmmmm… That was so good. I… I came so much."

She let go of his arms to rub her womb where she could feel the heat and weight of his seed. “Mmm, I know you did. I'm really starting to enjoy this jutsu. Aren't you?"

That was impossible to deny at this point. “Yes ma'am."

“I thought so." Though her orgasm had robbed most of the strength in her legs, she was able to pry herself from Hinata's lap, unsheathing his cock until finally it came timbering out completely lathered in cum, his and hers. It landed on Hinata's tummy with a rude [i]slap[/i], a sound promptly followed by the expulsion of nut from Tsunade's trench. [i]Pllblblbbbthhh…[/i] She rubbed her afflicted cunny, savoring the fizzling void Hinata's cock had created. “Damn. Gonna be a long time until I find another man as good as you." She came off Hinata and knelt beside him, looking to the other three women anxiously waiting their turn. She didn't bother asking who wanted to go next, knowing they all did. She pointed at Ino. “Ino, get over here."

Ino chirped excitedly and came hopping over from the chair she was sitting in. While Tsunade vacated the mattress on a pair of rubbery legs, Ino was quick to unravel her top and let her skirt plummet to the floor. Her undergarments didn't last much longer, leaving her brilliantly fair frame for Hinata to admire. Though much slimmer than the former Hokage, she was no doubt complete with a feminine shape worth handling. She climbed the bed by her knees, those glassy blue eyes trained on the kitsune. “Hey there, big guy. Care to take the reins this time? Or are you still getting the hang of that thing?"

“What do you mean?" Hinata asked.

“I mean do you think you can take control so I don't have to ride you? I'd like to find out what you can do with that huge cock~" Her hand came out and held onto his sex-coated pecker. It had gone soft, but still buzzed with the potential for several more rounds.

Hinata winced. “A-ah… I think I can. I just… need to get hard first. I don't know how long that will take."

“That's OK," purred Ino. “I can wait. Why don't I help you?" Ino let go and laid on her back next to Hinata. “Get up on your knees. Get between my legs."

“R-right." Hinata got up quickly and into position like he was asked. His fuck stick flopped and swayed as he moved, already on the way to another erection. Ino kept her legs open wide, blinding him with the inner white of her thighs. Her pussy was but a neatly carved trench of tulip pink at their middle. Ino held his cock again and laid it on her flower. A gentle sawing motion made them both shiver.

“You've done this position with Naruto, haven't you?" Ino whispered.

Hinata blushed hard. “Yes. It's… the only position we've done." [i]And he's not very good at it[/i], she thought, but did not say.

Chuckles from around the room. “That's OK," said Ino. “Just do what he does, and I'll enjoy it."

Hinata thought she could do better. “OK…" They still had to wait for his erection to build back up, though it didn't take long with Ino's gentle strokes and presses into her quim. When he was back at full staff it reached all the way to her navel as it sat on her pelvis.

An anxious chuckle came out of her. “God… This is going to be something else, isn't it?"

“You bet it is," Tsunade said from her chair, still oozing a string of cum which collected on the floor between her heels. “Give it to her good, Hinata."

Hinata steeled himself with a gulp and a nod. “Yes ma'am." He pulled his hips back until his cock slid off Ino's pelvis. Ino held onto it for dear life, making sure Hinata wouldn't put it where it wasn't supposed to go. The head squished against her vulva, and with a slight shove he was inside her.

Ino inhaled sharply. “Oh God… Oh my God… Huhhhh…" She grabbed him by the shaft, urging a deeper plunge. He gave it to her slowly, burying that ruler of a fuck stick inch by inch until their groins were touching. Ino's head was thrown back, spilling the hair off her face. She grabbed Hinata's pecs. “[i]Huhhh! Huhhh! Oh God! Fuck me… Yes… Ohhhh…[/i]"

Hinata was clenching his jaw. Ino was much smaller than Tsunade, offering a grip on his pecker like she wouldn't let go of it. Such a loving hold was enough to keep him in place for a while, though he knew she would require more effort. He drew his hips back again, unveiling half his length before it returned with the first thrust. Then it clicked. The mechanics, the instincts, the drive. Just like that he started fucking her, clenching and unclenching that massive butt of his at a steady cadence.

Ino appreciated it. “[i]Huuhhhhh! Ohhhhh! Yes! Huhhh! Huhhh![/i]" Her hands scrambled and clawed about his chest. Her head twisted and turned wildly, lurching backwards when her spine would bend and her lissome tummy would cave in. To see her pretty face in such blissful turmoil was intoxicating. Even better was the fact that it was him making her do that. He wanted more, so that's what he gave her. Hinata, without pausing, leaned over and planted his paws on her shoulders. With better leverage he could draw his cock out further and slam it home even harder. Most of that pole, now creamy with Ino's sex product, would come out. Those obese testes would float in the air before swinging down and crashing on her ass with a meaty [i]plap![/i]

He impressed the other girls. “Atta boy, Hinata!" hooted Tsunade. “Fuck her good!"

“Fuck her brains out!" shouted Tenten.

Sakura stayed quiet, the sight of Ino being railed having thrown her into a heat which kept her face red and her legs crossed. Whatever she might've said, it wouldn't have been heard under the escalating volume of Ino's moans. Any fears that Hinata might not know what to do had vanished by that point, his expert humps drilling Ino for her pleasures. Thickish sex juices clung to Hinata's balls, the inside of Ino's thighs, and the sheet beneath their intermeshed bodies. He didn't slow down or go softer. The tightness of her cunt was too sweet. He would keep fucking her for as long as he could. With a vigorous boost to his stamina from her joyous cries, there weren't any signs of him stopping soon.

Ino didn't want him to. “[i]Huhhhhh! Ohhhhhh, fuck! Yes! Hahhhh! I'm cumming! Oh fuck! Yes![/i]" Her words crumpled into shrill squeals up until the point her orgasm arrived. That high pitch plummeted into an ugly groan as colorful ribbons consisting of the purest ecstasy rippled through her loins. Hinata felt her clench on him, a gift of more pussy cream slicking his cock and around her stretched pussy lips.

Pride swelled in his chest. “Yeah… Hahhh… That's good. Cum for me. Mmf." He felt his own release on the approach, and after only a few more heavy thrusts he was there alongside her, his jaw clenched, hips slammed into her tight. “[i]Hrrrmmmggghhh~!!![/i]" Another blast of cum from his scepter, as triumphant as the last. Though Ino was on the downswing of her climax, he kept her hovered on a nice plateau with the epic throb of his cock muscle. Heavy panting filled the room as they slipped off their body highs. Hinata gathered himself before kneeling upright and withdrawing from Ino's womanhood. It uncorked another serving of his love, that which gurgled into the open air and drooled past Ino's pink star. Hinata stroked his cock proudly, milking out the last few pearls onto Ino's tummy. “Whoooo… That's beautiful."

Ino's O-shaped mouth formed a smile. “Ohhh, I definitely feel beautiful. That was even better than I thought it would be. Holy shit."

“I wanna go next!" chirped Tenten, her arm in the air like a student in class. She was looking at Tsunade, the apparent teacher. “Please, Lady Tsunade?"

Tsunade chuckled. “I think it's up to Hinata, now. He's running the show now."

Tenten looked to the bed and beamed at him. With Sakura not begging for her turn, Hinata nodded. “Yeah, come on, Tenten."

Tenten pumped her fist. “[i]Yes![/i]" In the same moment she propelled herself from her chair she was peeling off her qipao, becoming totally nude by the time she was at the bed. While Ino got off, Tenten undid the buns in her hair, letting a cascade of dark brown locks spill to her mid back. After climbing the bed she knelt in front of Hinata, her dark brown nipples standing out amongst her pert bosom. “Hey there, handsome~" she cooed.

Hinata had been called many things, but never handsome. “Hi. So, how do you want me to… do you?" That was still an odd thing to say out loud, even after he'd done it to two women now.

“Just stay like that, and I'll show you." Tenten crawled up to where he knelt and calmly mounted his lap with her arms going around his shoulders. She was marvelously dainty, though still defined by a remarkably athletic physique. That giant dick drooping just below her rump did not intimidate her. She humped it gently, her sensual expression leering just in front of Hinata's. “How's that? Will this get you going?" she purred.

Hinata held her by the buttocks, enjoying the flex and clench of her muscles as they worked on him. “Yes, I think it will." Then he kissed her, and the two of them started making out. His cock rose into the air slowly, towering behind Tenten's butt which she continued to grind and roll. He signaled his erection with a needy throb and a rapid pulse. Tenten broke lips with him and hoisted herself over his cock. Hinata held it in place for her, and down Tenten came, absorbing the head into her womanly folds.

“Ohhh. Yeah~" She made her way down his tower, stopping when she felt the tickle of his fuzzy scrotum on her haunches. Her body vibrated. “[i]Oh God… Oh God… Huhhh…[/i]" She wrapped her arms around Hinata's neck and whimpered past his ear. “[i]Hinata. Mmmm… Fuck me. Huhhh…[/i]"

Hinata followed orders, calling upon her newly found masculine instincts to hoist Tenten up his pole by her bottom, reel her hips back, and synchronize pulling her down with a heavy thrust. She cried out right past his ear, going straight into a fit of joyful hysterics Hinata encouraged by fucking her hard and deep. She was so light in his grasp. He could lift her the whole length of his shaft and then heave her back down on his own strength, manipulating her body like a cock sleeve. He joined it with heavy thrusts, those which pummeled Tenten to her greatest depth and made her pussy squelch loudly.

[i]Thhp! Thhp! Thhp! Thhp! Thhp![/i]

Tenten was not calm about it. She hugged his shoulders tightly, scratching and clawing at his upper back, belting her screams without censorship. Deep below the soft layer of fur that covered him was a finely woven machine, muscles crunching and shoving to power that colossal sex organ into the petite woman. Her pleasure was proportionate to the difference in size between them, her first orgasm coming in no time, silencing her caterwauling by the sudden lock and jitter of her muscles. Her voice came back with appropriate energy. “[i]HYEEEUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh~~~!!![/i]"

A smirk appeared around Hinata's clenched teeth. “Yeeeaahhh… Mmm… There's more where that came from." He grabbed her ass tighter and pulled her down with even greater force. His humps escalated too, turning powerful enough to shake the fluff of his buttocks when they clenched. Tenten came again, her voice hitting another bright octave as her body soared through so much delight once again. It put her on a roll of perpetual climaxes set to the pace of Hinata's thrusts, pitting her into a fit of gurgling shrieks and moans that she couldn't hope to contain.

It came to an end only when Hinata did, his last thrust coming as hard and as deep as he could give it. Another heroic growl signaled his burst into her womb. What Tenten couldn't contain came gurgling out where she was wrapped around his hilt, multiple tears of white slithering down his pulsing scrotum. Hinata growled his delight and kneaded her haunches. “Nnnnnnn, yeah… Hahhh… Did you like that?"

Tenten vibrated and whimpered in his embrace. She collected herself with a throaty groan. “Huhhhh… Yes I did. Fuck. Huhhh… It's like I'm flying."

Hinata's fox tail did a triumphant wag. “So am I." He pulled her off his pole, letting loose its turgid length and much of the load it had pumped into Tenten. While she shakily removed herself from the mattress, Hinata pointed at the only woman he'd yet to breed. “Sakura, come here. It's your turn now." The sheepish flower who was virgin to a woman's touch was dead, killed by a trio of satisfied women whose cum was still warm on his cock. He eyed the pink-haired kunoichi hungrily, ready to add her to the count.

Sakura stood from her chair with some dignity, at least what she could muster while she was so horny. Though she kept her eyes on the virile kitsune kneeling on the bed, she was mindful of Ino as she passed her, wondering if she would get as hot as Sakura had been when Hinata fucked her. Sakura did away with her qipao before she got on the bed, exposing a nicely buffed physique. Her round, heavy breasts featured nipples as rosy as her hair, already going stiff in the cool bedroom air. She felt every pair of eyes on her, Ino's and Hinata's most severely.

“You look nervous," Hinata said. It felt good being the one pointing that out and not the other way around. He rubbed his cum-lathered pecker. “Bigger than what Sasuke's packing, I bet."

That went without saying, but it wasn't the source of her trepidation, or at least not the main one. “Yeah, by a lot. I'm not scared of it." She climbed the bed in all her stoic nudity, her muscular thighs apart, that cherry blossom of pubes nestled within her chalice. “I think I liked you a lot better when you were a girl," she said with a bit of snark.

“Oh yeah? Is that why your pussy is so wet?"

That much couldn't be hidden. “Yeah, I like the body you've got, maybe not the boy it's turned you into."

“Sure. Get on your hands and knees for me, then we'll see." He didn't ask what position she wanted. He'd already made plans and they were playing in his mind already.

Sakura's heart skipped a beat and her tummy twisted. She rolled her eyes, though the added shade of red to her cheeks further betrayed her excitement. “Whatever." She turned her back on him and got into position, cringing a little as her knee scraped through a wet spot. That chiseled set of padded glutes stared back at Hinata, its pale skin glowing in the bedroom light. “Good enough for you?"

“Perfect~" Hinata shuffled up to her and kindly flopped his pecker on her ass crack. Only at half-chub, it sat over her lower back lazily, though still with a physical presence that made Sakura shiver. Undeterred, she backed up on him, flattening her cheeks on his thighs and pressing his dick back into his pelvis. A single tear of cum was squeezed out from his top and accumulated around the rim of his foreskin. She glowered back at him over her shoulder with one ferocious, jade eye.

It elicited a throb from him. “Mmmm, feisty as ever. I like it. Let's see how long it lasts." He grabbed her hips and pulled his hips back to begin sawing his pecker up her crack. After layering some sex juices onto her backside he was hard again, and he drew himself further to aim his cannon at her feminism. With one push he was at her door, and with another he crammed the head inside.

That was the first chip off Sakura's façade. The eye staring back at him fluttered and lost focus. A gasp rolled into her as her fingers clenched around the sheet. “Uhhh…"

Hinata watched as more of his pole slid into her. Her hold was tight, her every clench choking him for both their pleasures. “Mmmm, that's good, isn't it?"

No point in lying. She whimpered through a chomped lip. “[i]Mmmm… Yes…[/i]"

“Yeah, I like it too." Hinata made it down to the hilt, claiming all of Sakura's womanhood and drawing a long, doleful sigh out of her. He smoothed his paws up her curves, kneading the skin about her firm back muscles. He found her shoulders and grabbed onto them at the same moment he cocked back and slammed home into her quim.

Sakura's head was thrown back, the last of her attitude shattered by that one deep thrust. She moaned loudly. “[i]Huhhhh![/i]" Hinata was already winding up for the next thrust, landing on Sakura a barrage of ass-clapping humps which pummeled her womb and threatened to throw out her lumbar. The strong and mighty Sakura's arms crumpled beneath her. Her tits swung wildly to the beat of Hinata's thrusts. “[i]Huhhh! Uhhhhh! Oh fuck! Ohhhhhhh![/i]"

“Ahhhhh, that's right," Hinata goaded. “That's what I like to hear. I think I like you when you're- Mmf… -moaning on my cock like that." The added force of his glutes clenching made his own ass fat jiggle. That majestic fox tail flicked through the air gaily, jostling at his tempo. [i]BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP![/i] “Fffffffuck… Hahhhh… Pussy's so good." So vulgar and crass, he could hardly believe the words coming out of his own mouth, and yet they came so naturally. He'd never even uttered those words as a lady. A growing part of him didn't want to go back, not when being a big-dicked stud was so much fun.

Sakura didn't want him to change back either, an opinion made clear by her song of praise. “[i]Huhhh! Yes! Huhhhh! Fuck me! Hahhhh! Oh my God, it's so fucking goooood… Huhhhhhhh![/i]" Hinata let go of her shoulders so she could sink her chest and face into the sheets. Her breasts flattened while the side of her face was scraped back and forth against the mattress. She clawed at it mercilessly, her feminine shouts bellowing without restraint. “[i]Huuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh~![/i]"

Hinata had her by the hips. Those long, heavy thrusts shortened into a rapid, wet jackhammer. [i]BAP! BAP! BAP-Bap-bap-pap-plap-plap-plaplaplaplaplap[/i]. An angry snarl pulled back his lips. His claws sank into the softness of her hips. He could feel the heat of her pussy juices squelching off his groin and flying off his balls in a storm of phlegmy droplets. “Come on. Cum on this dick, slut. Hrnnnnn… You know you want to. DO IT."

She didn't have to be told, but the merciless rumble of his demands certainly accelerated things. “[i]Huuuuuuuuuu-UUUUUUUHHHHHH~~~!!![/i]" It had caught her mid-howl, throwing her pitch into another octave. Sweet, fiery bliss ripped through her loins. The wet slaps onto her quim grew even ruder as there came a waterfall of her waters hissing and gurgling around Hinata's still-pistoning cock. That impressive array of muscle went into a violent quake, her cunny muscles powering that fountain of squirt which soaked Hinata's loins and dribbled to the sheet below.

“Oh yeah, that's it. That's a good girl," Hinata teased, his pace unwavering. “Cum on this dick for me. Feels fucking good." So good that his own inevitable release was on the horizon. His smug grin wrinkled into another snarl, then erupted with a triumphant roar as his humping came to a sudden halt. “[i]Hrrrnnggghhaaaaahhhhhh~~~!!![/i]" More throbs of his cock and contractions of his balls. Sakura felt the surge of his love pile on, drawing out a long moan which made a crude harmony with his growl. Hinata didn't stay attached to her for long. Before he was even done cumming he pulled out and began jerking the head of his cock. Out spat a rain of pearls which made home on the slopes of Sakura's ass and the small of her back. She gasped at the sudden vacancy in her pussy, then sighed with delight once she felt more of that blissful warmth on her skin. “Haaaaahhhhhhhh, yeeeeaaaahhhh~"

He let go of her when he was finished, leaving her to slump over on her side and whimper amidst the afterglow. The bedsheets were utterly ruined by this point, soaked from head to foot in juices both masculine and feminine, mostly the latter. Hinata knelt amongst it a champion, his loins the epicenter of such sexual detritus. It hung in front of him wet, burdensome, and proud. It had not begun to feel any fatigue, still aching with the need to make love to the four women some more.

He spoke without warning. “Ino."

Ino jolted. “Y-yeah?"

“Come here and make love to Sakura for me. I know how you two feel about each other. I think it's about time you two took care of that finally."

Both girls gave him shocked looks, before looking at each other. “Do- do you want to do that?" Sakura asked.

Ino shrugged. “I mean… If you do, sure."

“Oh, I know you do, both of you," Hinata said. “We all do." The two girls looked over at Tsunade and Tenten who both nodded sadly, as if it had been obvious for a long time. “Come on. It's about time you two settled all those feelings you've got for each other." A moment of silence passed before Ino got out of her chair and made a slow return to the bed. Sakura was waiting for her there, kneeling upright. Both their inner thighs were still wet from their romps with Hinata, but the heat they felt now was purely for each other. Ino climbed the bed, and the two perennial rivals were face to face. Sakura made the first move, inching closer to Ino until she closed the gap too. Their breasts flattened on one another. Arms around their bodies, the two of them kissed. It started softly, then passions started to grow. The gentle lock of their lips escalated into tongue-on-tongue, and before long they were timbering over onto the bed, Ino on top of Sakura, their bodies becoming more intermeshed with each passing smooch.

The others enjoyed the scene for a few moments before Hinata calmly slid off the bed and pointed at Tsunade. “Tsunade, get on your back on the carpet. Let's leave the bed to the two lovers. I want at those tits again."

The sannin was not used to such talking down to. “Excuse me, but you're going to make me lie on the carpet?"

“Yeah," said Hinata. “And I'm going to fuck those huge tits of yours while you do it. I think I'll have Tenten sit on your face while I'm at it. How's that sound?"

Such an audacious suggestion combined with the crass way it was being asked of her should've infuriated the former Hokage. Instead, she blushed and cracked a smile. “Alright, that sounds fun."

“I know it is, that's why I'm telling you to do it."

“Hey, don't push your luck." Tsunade got out of her chair and lied down on her back. Hinata approached and stood over her with his nimble fox steppers on both sides of her trunk. He sat down, settling that fat, juicy rump on her stomach. His stiffening cock fell right into that canyon of chest which he closed by grabbing her tits and smushing them together.

The most heavenly softness swaddled his member, making it throb. “Mmmmm~" While he started to knead them together around his cock, Tenten came over to complete the trifecta, standing over her hero's face and then promptly sitting down on it. Her soddened girl parts squished across Tsunade's features, an opportunity for the sannin to hold onto her legs and dive her tongue into her womanhood. Tenten gasped sharply and Hinata chuckled. “That's right. You get comfortable."

The room was flooded with the sound of women expressing their delight. There were the sweet coos between Ino and Sakura, the dramatic squeals from Tenten, and the muffled groans where Tsunade's tongue was at work. Hinata, the orchestrator, reveled in it all, his cock grinding inside Tsunade's cleavage while Tenten quivered and quaked right in front of him. His penis could've been elsewhere besides the divine slot between Tsunade's breasts and he would've found equal enjoyment just by watching the scene that played out. But he was no passive bystander. While he thrusted into Tsunade's tits, he reached back and fingered her pussy, making the woman shiver beneath him. The other paw hooked around Tenten's neck and pulled her in for an open-mouthed kiss, muffling her bombastic moans with the lash of his tongue.

They each found their climaxes eventually, their voices soaring to new volumes like they always did. Sakura and Ino had latched their legs in a feat of tribadism and completed their passion with mutual climaxes. Tenten achieved the same multiple times per Tsunade's expert cunnilingus, again finding herself on a roll of spasms and guttural moans. Tsunade suffered one of her own thanks to Hinata's two deft fingers. She was trapped beneath the two lovers, forced to squirm and moan with that masculine log still jabbing up her chest. Hinata finished too, the fifth load of the night squirting itself into Tsunade's jaw, neck, and collar, creating something like a Pollockian pearl necklace. Hinata took the time to sit up on his knees and fire off the last couple spurts onto Tsunade's tits, his final and proudest flag which he'd planted on that mountain of a goddess.

The moans were replaced by heavy panting. Tenten slumped off Tsunade's cum ridden visage while the two women on the bed uncoupled their legs and resumed making out, gently this time. Hinata caught his breath and stood over his conquests, his dick limp once again. He was finally beginning to feel the burn of multiple ejaculations. He was bathed in sweat and his heart pounded in his chest. He could bathe in the glory of what he'd created, four women drunk on the splendor of his sex organ, but it was time to put an end to things.

“Well," he huffed. “That was fun. You were right, Lady Tsunade. I think I enjoyed that the most out of everyone, but I think I'd like to go back to being a lady, alright?"

Tsunade wiped the fluids off her face with her hand and blinked. “Oh, right. Tenten?"

Even after all she'd been through, Tenten was able to rocket to her feet. “On it!" She hustled over to where her clothes had been discarded by the bed. She pulled the scroll from the back pocket and opened it. “OK, let me just…" She fell silent, darting her eyes along the scroll's text repeatedly. Everyone else was waiting for her to move or say something, but she just stood there silently.

“Tenten?" Tsunade asked. “Is everything alright?"

Tenten stayed quiet. She rolled the scroll back up and turned around with it clamped between her hands. Her lips were pursed awkwardly. “There… might not be a way to change Hinata back."

That sucked the air out of everyone's lungs. “[i]What?[/i]" Hinata demanded.

Tsunade came stomping over and ripped the scroll out of Tenten's hands. “Give me that."

While Tsunade began reading furiously, Tenten explained. “I thought it was a reversible jutsu. If it was, it should've come with a way to undo the transformation. If there is a way, it isn't there."

Ino and Sakura gasped and covered their mouths. Tsunade stood there searching desperately, but came up empty. Finally, she gave up, rolled the scroll back up, and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Dammit… I'm so sorry, Hinata."

Hinata's blood ran cold. Her fox tail drooped. “Are you telling me… That this is permanent? That I'll be stuck like this for the rest of my life?"

“Maybe not permanently!" insisted Tenten. “But it might be a while until we find a way to reverse it. We might have to reverse engineer the jutsu ourselves, or find someone who can."

His paws balled into fists. “And how long might that take?"

Tenten cringed. “I don't know. A month, maybe two or longer…"

“[i]So what am I supposed to do now?[/i]" cried Hinata, making everyone jump a little. “I can't show myself to Naruto looking like this! How are we supposed to make love?"

The room was silent, full of heads bowed in shame. Ino whispered something into Sakura's ear, and the two girls snickered. Hinata might've missed it if not for his sensitive canine ears. “What's so funny?" he demanded.

Both women on the bed jolted and blushed. “N-nothing," stammered Ino.

“Tell me what you said," growled Hinata, his fists shaking.

Ino blushed hard, and hung her head. “I said… Maybe Naruto might like this body more than your last."

He narrowed his eyes. “What makes you say that?"

More silence. It was Sakura who was brave enough to answer. “Well… You know how obsessed Naruto has been with rescuing Sasuke for so long. Rumors are… well, that he's more into guys than he lets on."

Now Hinata was [i]really[/i] mad. His arms shook and his jaw clenched. The fur across his body stood on ends. Then, suddenly, he started to relax. His eyes closed and a long exhale blew through his nose. “I see. In that case, I might need to practice some more with you girls."

The kunoichi shared a look with each other. “Practice? How? Like, more sex?" Ino asked.

“That's right," Hinata said. He picked up his limp pecker and began stroking it. A devilish grin split his face. “Except this time, I think your asses will be more appropriate."

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Naruto knocked on the door three times, unsure of what he'd find on the other side. It was noon the day after Hinata had gone out to celebrate with Tsunade and her friends. She said that she would spend the night and be back the following morning. Naruto had waited all morning for her to get back. After she failed to, he thought he would go looking for her, just to see what she was up to.

“Hinata? Granny Tsunade?" he called into the door.

A voice responded. “Naruto! Come in, please."

That was a man's voice, one he did not recognize. [i]I thought Granny Tsunade only invited girls to the party?[/i] With no one else responding, Naruto opened the door. Striking him was the smell. Sharp, raunchy, and metallic, it was unmistakably the miasma of sex. He'd walked into a swamp of it, the sources splayed about the hotel room like the aftermath of a battle. Granny Tsunade, Tenten, Ino, and Sakura, scattered in the nude, their bodies pasted with a dozen or so orgasms each. They hardly stirred at the intrusion, too lost in the aftershock, legs incapable of more than the slightest twitch. And then there was the kitsune at the center of it all, sitting in an armchair. The fur of his loins was flattened to his skin by a crust of dried cum, that hellacious member flopped over between his thighs like an anaconda. Familiar eyes smirked at Naruto between a pair of dark blue curtains of hair like he'd caressed before.

“Hi, Naruto," said Hinata. “Happy for you to join us."

Every part of his ninja instinct demanded he jump into action. Disarming him was the kitsune's timbre and effeminate gaze. “H-Hinata?"

The fox nodded. “Hard to believe, isn't it?" He looked down at his furry frame. “The girls thought it would be a fun prank to turn me into this and have some fun. I think they underestimated how horny it would make me. So did I."

Naruto gawked about the carnage around him, Sakura and Tsunade's defiled intimates striking him the most. “You did all this?"

Hinata nodded. “Multiple times. Don't worry. They enjoyed it, though I may have gone overboard."

“I'll say." Naruto took time to admire his girlfriend's form. The sight of his cock pinched behind the foreskin sent shivers through him. “So, are you going to change back?"

Hinata rolled his eyes. “I don't know yet. Lady Tsunade got a scroll that lacked a reverse jutsu. It looks like I'm stuck like this for the time being."

A smile almost came across Naruto's face. He smothered it in faux empathy. “Oh no! We- We gotta find a way to-!"

Hinata hushed him. “[i]Shhhhhhh…[/i] It's OK." He stood up from his chair. His cock swung out between his thighs pendulously. “No need to rush. You're not appalled by this body, are you?"

He wasn't expecting that, nor did he know how to answer. “N-no?"

“No, neither am I." His paws ran down the outer curves of his hips, astride where that organ hung so that Naruto's gaze fell on it, redundant that the maneuver was. “I like it. I like it a lot." His gaze locked on his lover. “Don't you?"

Silence from the aspiring Hokage. With blushing cheeks and a building erection he spoke. “Yeah…"

A flick of the tail from Hinata. “Mmm, I thought you would." He came towards Naruto, hips, tail, and penis swinging. Once in front of him he took one of his hands and calmly placed it on his pecker, sending a jolt through the yellow-haired ninja and adding heat to his blush. “I think we'll both enjoy this body, don't you?"

Naruto closed his fist around the shaft. No, this wasn't an illusion. Not even the most talented of ninjas could fake such a heat, weight, and vascular texture. He pulled up towards the base, peeling the foreskin off the head. “I do," he murmured. A tent was growing out of his slacks.

Hinata's heart swelled. “Good," he said, then closed in on him for a hug and a kiss. Naruto did not resist, meeting his girlfriend's- no, his boyfriend's -embrace with a kiss of his own. Hinata was so soft, so warm, so… commanding. His tongue was in Naruto's mouth with just one jab, swabbing about his inner mouth like he owned it. Truly he did, and Naruto was glad to submit himself to such control. In front of his crotch was that much bigger kitsune cock, that which was growing rapidly. Naruto jumped against it, their turgid manhoods grinding through the fabric of his pants. Hinata wasted no time relieving him of that restraint, opening the fly and reaching inside to grope him. A muffled moan of surprise shuddered into Hinata's maw, now open to let his mouth muscle spar with Naruto's.

They broke lips, both of them panting hard, sharing breaths. Hinata whispered, “Follow me." He stepped back to reveal the state of his pole: already halfway to full stature, outsizing the paler counterpart which stood from Naruto's zipper. He took Naruto's hand and dragged him to the bed. There he guided him onto the mattress where he stayed on his fours, a position dreamed of but never practiced, only in his imagination.

Hinata climbed on after him and began removing Naruto's pants and underwear. They came down to his knees, letting free that lithe backside Hinata adored even as a woman. He laid his cock on the divide. Naruto gasped, and on instinct began grinding back on it. Hinata encouraged him with a massage of his back. That moment of tenderness met a spark of aggression when Hinata dug his claws into his jacket and tore it apart at the seams. [i]Riiiiipppppp![/i]

Naruto felt the cool air breeze across his back. Gooseprickles erupted across his body as he laughed. “Haha…. I can't believe this is happening. I… always wanted something like this, but…" He paused.

“Never had some to do it with?" Hinata completed for him.

He nodded and looked over his shoulder at Hinata. “Yeah, and now that I'm doing it with you, I've never been happier."

A flare of emotion within Hinata, recalling the night she'd given him his virginity, and vice versa. Now felt just as beautiful. “Me too," he said. “Me too."

He pulled his fully built erection back and aimed it at Naruto's star. A soft push and the head was inside. The two of them sighed their pleasures, Naruto growing more dramatic as Hinata slid further inside, gaping him to the absolute. He was down to the hilt in short order, pressing on his boy spot with an authority as firm as it was sweet. Hinata withdrew to the glans and thrusted, earning the first moan out of his lover whose face had sunken to the sheets, his fingers clung to them so tightly that they shook. They made love at a fervent pace. Naruto affirmed his love with loud, girlish cries while Hinata did the same with long, haunch-clenching thrusts. He'd snapped the women out of their stupors, earning an audience of four kunoichi whose suspicions of Naruto's sexuality had been confirmed. They did not cheer nor mock the scene before them, instead appreciating the genuine love the two men had for each other.

As Naruto was bucked into the mattress, the joy reverberating through his thighs, he cried out. “[i]Ahhh… Hahhhh… Hinata! Ahhhh… I'm cumming! Huhhhh![/i]"

Hinata did not escalate, though his body made ready to do the same. “Mmmm… Naruto… Ahhh… So am I… [i]Huhhhh![/i]" His last heaves came awkwardly with the last ascent into orgasm, and his seed blew forth with usual ferocity. His last howl of delight was joined by Naruto's squeal. Another addition to the sex-riddled bedsheets as Naruto spat his nectar unto it, each pump powered by the ardent swell of Hinata's s cock muscle. Naruto felt the love flow through him, the molten heat adding as much physical joy as his climax did.

The lovers stayed locked to each other, panting and moaning. Hinata pulled out of him, uncorking a slovenly white ooze which drained down Naruto's backsack. Naruto slumped to the mattress, his back lifting and falling with each breath. “Hinata… Hinata…" he said quietly.

Hinata lied down atop him, kissing the back of his ear and whispering. “Naruto… I love you."

Naruto smiled. “I love you too."

They'd forgotten about the four women who'd watched most of the ordeal, but they wouldn't be reminded any time soon. They were left atop the bed in peace, enjoying Hinata's new body as they would for the rest of their lives together.

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