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[b][u][center]Kyuubi’s Mischief

For Etherious

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Deep in the depths of the woman’s soul, Kyuubi plotted. The nearly-boundless bundle of chakra shifted and writhed in the darkness, his tails lashing about in annoyance as he stared at the bars of his cage.

[i]Humans and their need to control…[/i]

He growled under his breath, but he knew better than to strike at the cage at this point. The power of the seal was too strong, and it would batter him to pieces if he were to try and shove himself free. Never sufficiently to kill him, even if he wanted that, but sufficiently to make sure that he would regret it.

Shuffling side to side in the small cage, the great fox remembered the days when he prowled the land, where the landscape itself was little more than a toy for him to enjoy, a clay to manipulate and destroy at a whim. He had raised mountains and sent tidal waves crashing down on the most land-locked of nations, and had destroyed villages and cities just for the crime of existing.

And now, now, he was stuck within a human. A more soul-crushing fate, he could not imagine.

It was worse, in a way, that there was the ‘kindness’ of allowing him to see through her eyes, to experience things in a phantom way that she did. He could feel her happiness, her love for her partner, and it left him seething. Not only was he denied the pleasures of war and destruction, but he was constantly reminded of the missing pleasures of the flesh, as well. He growled, slamming his tails down in the center of his cage.

He had to change this. He had to do something, or his captivity would drive him mad. But what?

Slowly, a plan came together. The seal restricted him from doing anything to his host, Kushina…but nothing prevented him from reaching out to those most in contact with her. And the one that bore his ire the most was her husband. The fourth Hokage. Minato Namikaze.

#

Minato rose from the bed with a soft groan, his eyes closed as he just let himself enjoy the feeling of light pouring through the window and rolling over him. The dawn was cool and refreshing, and he sighed as he rolled his legs out of bed.

His wife’s hand touched his back for a moment, but rolled off in the way it always did when she reached out to him in her sleep. She did that more and more often, of late, and he smiled as he remembered the last night.

[i]Any other man would consider himself lucky. I’m just think myself lucky not to be exhausted,[/i] he thought with a chuckle. They’d gone at it like mad the night before, and after they’d fallen asleep, she’d woken him up again with her hand on his cock, pulling him to hardness before sliding him in. He’d barely been able to satisfy her again before she slipped into slumber.

[i]Speaking of which, I should probably get a shower before heading into the village.[/i]

He got up, collecting his jacket, pants, and shirt before heading to the bathroom. The shower came through cool, rather than hot, but that was part of the price they paid for having a more isolated house than past Hokages. Besides, a little fire jutsu was sufficient to warm it up for his pleasure.

As he cleaned himself, Minato thought of the day ahead. His secretary would probably have a great deal of paperwork for him as soon as he got into the mansion, as she always did, and the Jonin would probably have their usual complaints about the lack of missions against other villages, as they always did. And he would have the same answer, as he always did.

“Deal with it. Heh.”

They’d worked too long and hard to build peace between the different villages to have it come crashing down at this point. It had been started with the Third, and he would not see the fragile peace come down just because some of the Jonin thought that they could expand Konoha’s power just from raiding the edges of the other villages. He simply would not.

It didn’t take him long to clean off, though he made sure to take a little extra time with his cock this morning. There was something about the way it felt, so slick from last night’s activity, that tingled at the back of his mind. Something strange…

But then it passed, and he just went back to cleaning. It was a little redder, perhaps, but that was probably from over-exertion.

Soon dried and dressed, he walked back to the bedroom to find Kushina waking up. The blankets fell, revealing the mark on her belly – a circle and sunbursts around it – and she smiled as she looked up at him.

“Morning, Minato.”

“Morning, Kushina.”

She walked over and kissed him, and before he could pull away, grabbed between his legs. He groaned under his breath, his cock rising up faster than he thought it should have been able to, after the night before.

“Didn’t get enough, hmm?”

“I don’t know what’s come over me, husband. I just…”

“Well, I’m sorry, but I’m already late.”

“You can have one more round, yes? And just flicker over?”

“Well –”

“Good!”

With her terrifying strength, she flipped him over her head and he landed with a crash on their bed. She leaped at him, and he yelped as his clothes came off in record time. As she started bouncing on him, he was more thankful than ever that he had the flying thunder god seal on his office door. He’d need it today.

#

Whoosh.

He arrived with a sparkle of lightning just outside of his office, and the first thing that happened was his secretary leaping up from her desk, scattering papers everywhere.

“Oh, Hokage, I didn’t realize –”

“Heh, it’s just me. It’s not like you need to worry. Am I late?”

“Um, no, no, sir.”

“Good.”

He walked over to his desk and sat down, taking a moment to look out over the rest of the Hidden Leaf village. The forest around it was as beautiful as ever, and the many buildings seemed to huddle together, sharing space in a way that warmed his heart.

But he couldn’t enjoy the view for too long. There was work to be done.

He gestured at his secretary, and the woman brought over the pile of paper that she’d hastily pulled back together. It wasn’t as big as normal, and he was relatively sure that she’d missed a few pages in her effort to put it all back together for him. Still, it was something, and he started sorting through the various requisitions different parts of the village had sent up for his approval.

Minato was halfway through the pile when he realized that his secretary was still hovering at his side. She seemed to be blushing as well, and the yellow-haired ninja slowly turned to look at her.

“Something else?”

“Uh, um, n-no.”

“Maybe go back to your desk?”

“Oh. Oh, yes, my desk.”

She blushed worse as she darted back to it, and he shook his head in mild amusement. She was quite efficient, but highly distractable as well. He’d have to do something to give her some way to focus more. Or do something about the way that he smelled. He hadn’t quite had a chance to shower after Kushina’s second round, and he imagined that it was something that would bother most people.

That said, he wasn’t sure that he was wearing the right clothes, either. He’d needed to let out some of his uniforms before, including the white Hokage robes, due to some extra exercise routines, and while he thought he’d picked up some of the properly sized ones before leaving, these ones felt tighter than the other ones had before he’d let them out. He pulled at his shirt, feeling it clinging to his chest and shoulders, and shook his head.

[i]Might need to get some new ones, if they’re not fitting right.[/i]

Despite his best efforts, he couldn’t ignore the strange tightness from his clothes as he worked through the paperwork. It was like his arms were being constrained inside of the sleeves, and his legs felt worse, if that was possible. Everything felt like it had been made to be incredibly form-fitting rather than the looser clothes that he preferred. It felt like, well, hands everywhere, pushing and squeezing at his body.

Worse, he kept noticing his secretary looking up from her own paperwork to give him a strange look. It wasn’t unfamiliar. Before he met Kushina, there had been a number of women around the village that had looked at him like that, but he’d never acted on it. He tried to smile at her.

“I’m sorry, but I’m married.”

“Wha – oh! Oh, I’m so sorry, Hokage. Please, forgive me.”

“It’s alright to have your own thoughts, but perhaps not to broadcast them so loudly.”

“Yes, Hokage.”

She bowed her head, going back to her work with her face glowing. He chuckled to himself. At least that was handled –

BANG!

The door slammed open, and he sighed. There was only one person that got that pushy with his office. He lifted his eyes from the paper, looking at the old man walking in.

“Hokage.”

“Danzo.”

He didn’t bother getting up, the way he would have for most guests. Danzo wasn’t one that deserved that sort of thing. Instead, he simply gestured at a seat in front of him, not expecting the old man to take it.

He didn’t.

“We must talk about Kushina. This Uzumaki woman carries something too dangerous for a child –”

“We’ve been over this. We are not going to let you do any experiments to strengthen her seal.”

“My people are very experienced with sealing jutsus.”

“You haven’t dealt with the things that the Uzumakis have, Danzo. You will not approach my wife with any other offers.”

“…Other offers, Hokage?”

“I know who enters my house, Danzo. Stay. Away. From Kushina.”

The old man stared at him, and Minato felt a surprising urge to strangle the man. It was…most contrary to his usual feelings. He’d never felt particularly warm towards Danzo, that was for certain, but at the same time, he hadn’t wished to actively harm him. Yet, thinking about this old schemer spending any time around his wife…

There was almost an urge to growl, which he squashed. The Hokage could not go around acting like some beast.

“I believe that finishes our business, Danzo, unless you have anything else.”

“…I do not, Hokage.”

“You know where the door is.”

He stared down the old man for almost a minute before he turned and left. Minato stared at the door until the sound of retreating footsteps faded away, and even then he kept his small sigh quiet.

[i]What is coming over me? I need to have some time away from here…[/i]

Even as he started to get up from his desk, however, the secretary was there again. This time, she slammed the paper down in front of him, almost like some sort of fence to keep him in place. He blinked, looking up at her –

“Ah, you…you seem to have lost a few buttons.”

“I…I know, Hokage. But…I just…”

More than a few buttons, as her cleavage seemed ready to spring free of her shirt. She looked down at him with a hungry air, almost like Kushina had this morning. Her hands twitched at her waist –

He flickered, and so he wasn’t in the chair when she tried to grab him. The poor woman fell down onto the chair and then to the floor, screaming in surprise, while he stood at the doorway.

“Perhaps you should have the day off.”

“…P-probably, Hokage.”

“The whole day. Just…try and relax.”

“Yes, sir.”

#

The rest of the day went by with little incident, though he did keep finding moments where he felt…angrier than usual. His Jonin asking for their raids felt more like intrusions than amusing annoyances, and his advisors felt like they were trying to pen him in rather than trying to give their opinions about the world. Everything just felt like it was coming through a lens of controlling him, making him do what they wanted, rather than actual help.

He didn’t like it. This wasn’t him.

The tight clothing didn’t help, either. It was a constant reminder that he wasn’t at his best, even if he did feel stronger and bigger than normal in these clothes. Even with his mobility more limited, it was a reminder of how much he’d done. His legs felt like they were ready to burst out of his pants by the time the day was over, and his shirt felt like it was about to split around his shoulders.

It would have been a nearly-good feeling were it not for the ladies that were all too interested in him.

The secretary had been the first, but not the last. Two Jonin had thrown themselves at him during the meeting, and one of them had been a married woman. He had avoided it with as much grace as he could, but at the same time, he was getting concerned as to why this was happening. Even when he was unattached, the girls had given him looks, yes, but never gone to this much trouble to try and get him.

[i]Agents from other villages, perhaps? But that would mean that they were sleeper agents, from way too long ago to know that I would be Hokage…[/i]

It was a puzzle, and one he would have to figure out sooner than later if he wanted any sort of closure.

After the second incident with the women, he called a halt to further audiences and collected the rest of the paperwork. He could finish it at home, and then put it into effect tomorrow. There wasn’t going to be any worthwhile work done today when people were throwing themselves at him left and right.

He flickered –

“Oh, honey.”

It was the work of a second for Kushina to grab him by the back of the neck, and there was no way even he could avoid being thrown across the room. He landed on a chair hard enough for it to go flying backwards against the floor, only for his wife to stomp on it and bring it back up. It was such a blur that he didn’t notice that she was naked until she was pressing herself against him, her breasts flattened against his chest and her slick sex pressing right into his crotch.

Even for his libido, he was surprised how fast he got hard at that.

Her red hair fell against his cheek as she pressed herself against him, panting softly.

“I missed you, so much.”

“Kushina, why are you so –”

“I don’t know. I really don’t. I’ve been so wet all day, thinking about you…And as soon as you got home, you smelled so…so good…”

There was something wrong here, something desperately wrong, but as she pulled his pants down, the Fourth Hokage surrendered to the inevitable. And it felt good, as he slid inside of her.

They rocked back and forth on the chair before making their way through the rest of the house. There were no interruptions, so they were able to do what they liked, in any position they liked, for the rest of the day.

Minato carried her to the bathroom and pinned her against the wall, her hands scratching along the tiles as he pounded her from behind. She squealed and moaned as his cock buried itself in her pussy again and again, making her drip to the drains below as she begged for more. Every thrust seemed to make her need it more rather than less.

He managed to get her off twice before she took matters into her own hands, this time carrying him back to the kitchen. She threw him onto the table and followed after, her breasts wrapped around his cock and her mouth around the tip. He came quickly, having been holding back in the bathroom, but it wasn’t enough.

It seemed like nothing would be enough.

By the time that they completed the rounds of the house three times, Minato was glad to see Kushina finally fall asleep in bed. He was still buried within her, but he couldn’t pull together the energy to completely pull out. It was…it was too good.

Instead, he slumped forward, his slick cock buried within her as he rested his head on her chest.

#

Within her, the Kyuubi smiled. The connection was made, and now, he could have his fun.

Reaching through the bars of the cage to the foreign chakra so close to his host’s, Kyuubi started filtering some of his own into the great Fourth Hokage. He could feel the energy of a human, and slowly, surely, he tainted it. Bits and pieces of his own chakra bled off, energy that would leave him weaker for a while, but he would eventually regenerate it.

Minato Namikaze, however, would find himself waking up to a most different appearance than he had when he’d fallen asleep.

#

Dawn came too soon for the Fourth Hokage, and he groaned as he slowly slipped out of his wife. The soft slurping sound very nearly got him hard again, but he managed to pull himself off of the bed rather than indulging in a round of sleeping sex. As much as Kushina did like waking up to that – and he loved waking her that way – there were other things that needed investigating. Like why she was behaving so ferally.

[i]Maybe the seal isn’t holding as firmly as we thought,[/i] he considered as he pulled on a pair of boxers, stumbling sleepily towards the bathroom. [i]Maybe I should let Danzo –[/i]

A growl echoed from deep in his throat before he could finish the thought, the mere concept of the name pushing him past that idea in a heartbeat. He wouldn’t let that old schemer into his house again, wouldn’t let that man near his mate. Not while he was still –

Wait…mate? Why mate? That wasn’t a human consideration of the word, not at all.

He reached the bathroom and flicked on the lights, and the answer to so many questions stared him right in the face.

What had been tan skin and yellow hair had become a red-furred, whiskered face, and the changes hadn’t stopped there. His eyes had turned from blue to red, and he could feel that his teeth had become much sharper as well, grinding against his tongue as he ran his tongue around the inside of his mouth. His ears stood up like little dishes on the sides of his head, big and pointed.

He screamed.

Kushina ran to him as he backed away from the mirror, only to stop in place in the doorway. He whipped around, and saw that she was holding a hand over her mouth.

“This isn’t funny! Look what’s happened to me!”

“I don’t know. I think it’s rather…adorable.”

“Adorable?”

“And maybe a bit sexy…”

Naked as she was, he could see the seal on her stomach. The only possible source of what was going on, and it was right there, right inside of her. How? How had it managed –

She stepped closer to him, her nostrils flaring, and his mind flashed as he realized a piece of what was happening. Their connection, their closeness, had allowed some of his chakra to be inside of her. It created a bridge, a link that the Kyuubi could exploit. With the fox inside of her, and him turned part fox himself, he must be giving off pheromones that were setting her off.

He opened his mouth to say something, but it was too late. Kushina grabbed him through his boxers, and this time, he felt it.

Dark, corrupt chakra reached through her hand, touching him through the connection, and it set off the spark that everything else in him needed. Minato gasped, throwing his head back as his cock suddenly throbbed, surging forward against the front of his boxers so hard that it felt like it would snap the waistband.

“Oh…my…”

His wife sounded almost tantalized by it, and he had to force himself to look down.

His cock had grown, grown massively from the looks of it. Though he had never been that small – sporting a good seven inches for his adult life – Minato could see a minimum of eleven inches pushing the front of his underwear forward, and it was only getting bigger the longer that Kushina nudged at it.

And even as he stared at it, it kept growing.

Desperately he pushed Kushina away, trying to stop it, but the damage was done. The fox’s chakra was rippling through him, twisting his body around and making it darker, needier, more corrupt and more bestial. He groaned as he pressed his hands to his head, trying to focus and stop it, but all he felt were the claws growing from his fingers. He had to get out. He had to get –

Flicker.

He reappeared far from home, near the great mountain near the village. The fox-like Minato sagged to the ground, panting softly as he stared at his crotch.

His cock was huge, and still growing. Twelve inches, thirteen, fourteen were pushing free of him. It still looked humanoid in shape, though the shaft itself was almost bestially colored, dark pink and shiny rather than the veins and soft flesh of a human. It kept on growing, getting thicker as well as getting bigger.

His balls weren’t any better, pushing down against his boxers until they fell through one leg. They kept on growing, too, the orbs getting bigger than his fists, and then bigger than his newly-furred feet.

[i]How is – why is the Kyuubi doing this?[/i]

There was no answer. Perhaps this distance kept the Kyuubi from being able to talk to him, but it surely wasn’t stopping the change. All he could do was pant and shiver as he tried to get up, and then fell over again from another surge of growth.

It wasn’t just his cock and balls growing, either, though they were certainly growing the fastest. The rest of his body was getting bigger, too. He panted as he felt his arms and legs suddenly shove outwards, pushing him up a few feet from the ground. The mental calculations came back, and he knew that if he had been standing up, he would be nearly nine feet tall. Perhaps ten.

Minato groaned as he felt another sudden shift, his back arching as he growled and groaned. The fur and pressure all along his body was getting thicker, pulling on him, changing him by the second.

Another throb, and he felt his boxers getting strained to the absolute limit. Looking down between his legs, he could just make out his cock pushing his boxers forward, the boxers themselves soaked and drenched in pre to the point where they looked nearly non-existent, plastered over his shaft.

Throb, grow, throb, grow. Throb –

SNAP!

The boxers broke at the waistband, ripping down the sides, and the drenched clothes hit the ground with a wet plop. Minato groaned as his shaft throbbed upwards, the tip utterly soaked in his pre as he felt it throbbing with need. It pressed up against his belly, the tip sliding along his chest until it bumped against his chin, the rank musk of manhood and need rushing through his mind as he took a few sniffs.

[i]Gods…too strong…too…powerful…[/i]

The chakra burned in him as he changed again, his body expanding, growing longer and taller once more. His cock dropped down a bit as his body caught up to it a little ways, the head bobbing around his pecs rather than just under his chin. Minato shook his head, trying to pull himself back to his feet.

He managed it with the help of a tree, and he shuddered as he realized that he was using the tree like someone else might use a lamp-post. It was that much smaller in comparison to him now, letting him lean on it and – conceivably – leap high enough to touch the top of it.

[i]What are you doing to me, Kyuubi? What are you – nnngh![/i]

He slumped back against the tree, his arms wrapping around his belly – and inadvertently, around his dick – as he felt another growth spurt. Bigger, bigger, harder, harder. His body cracked through several branches on the way up, leaving him sliding his back against the tree, splintering off various bits of wood in the process.

Turning his head, he found himself on level with the top of the tree. He was now taller than any building in Konoha, bigger than anything that the village had ever built. The only thing bigger than him was the Hokage mountain, and somehow, he had a feeling that he wouldn’t stop until he was bigger than that.

Shuddering, he tried to take a step. His body tingled everywhere, the chakra of the fox filling him with so many new instincts. The need to be with his mate, the need to breed her, rut her, fill her with his seed –

Minato bit his lip, using the bit of pain to force himself to not think about that. He couldn’t do anything with her at this size, couldn’t give her a child, couldn’t even put even his toe inside of her without ripping her apart. He needed…needed to stay in control. He needed…needed…

His hands were already working his cock before he realized it, and he shuddered as he looked down, his furred hands working up and down the thick cock. Every stroke milked it bigger, and soon it was standing up in front of his face again, dripping down along his length and slicking down against his face. He found himself licking it a bit, and had to force himself to stop when the pleasure started making it almost addictive.

He wasn’t sure how long he’d been teasing himself, but he knew that it was longer than he could afford. Looking over his shoulder, he saw that he towered over the forest, his head, shoulders, and a good length of his arms above the tree line, and the instincts were getting stronger by the second.

[i]Village…need…binding…[/i]

Kushina would have been ideal, but if he went near her, there was no way that he would be able to hold back from his new needs. Danzo, much as he hated him, was the only one that he could rely on.

Clumsily weaving his fingers together in the handsign, he flickered again.

#

The chains and binding words held him against the Hokage mountain, but even then he continued to grow. He gasped and panted as his massive shaft stuck up, drooling down over the mansion and running down through the streets of the village. Everything felt good, too good, and he could feel the stone behind him grinding into his back as the cursed chakra kept pushing him bigger and bigger.

Jonin of all sorts stood at his feet, their hands crossed in the sealing jutsus that were just barely keeping him under control. Minato panted, his hips occasionally bucking forward and dragging his cock against something, anything. Even the breeze of the air made him feel like he could go over the edge without even trying, and there were moments when he wanted to give in, to just surrender to that pleasure.

[i]Kushina…please…forgive me…[/i]

Another burst of pleasure and power hit him, hard, and he groaned as he suddenly thrust upwards, his body stretching almost twenty feet taller in one go. His head was now level with the Hokage mountaintop, and he was just about ready to blow. His cock itself would crush any of the houses around him, and the chains just barely kept him from touching it.

Danzo and the others were gathered at his feet, muttering from far away as they talked with the former Third Hokage. They were deciding what to do with him, and he honestly had no idea what the final verdict would be. All he knew was that he was huge, and he couldn’t take this tease for much longer.

A part of him knew that he could break these bindings. At this size, with this much power and chakra, they held him only by his own will. If he were to put forth any effort to escape, he would end up doing it…they couldn’t stop him.

But he had to. He had to, until they could turn him –

“Oh, my love…”

That voice. He whipped his head to the side, and saw Kushina standing on the top of the mountain. She was dressed, but she was quite happily holding one hand to her sex. Her face was flushed red, as if she was drunk, or…or affected by his pheromones.

She leaped onto him, sliding down his chest before leaping again onto the head of his cock. His eyes went wide as she straddled it, her feet dragging along the sensitive flesh as she gathered up his seed, grinding it into her crotch.

“Cum for me, love…cum for me, [i]now.[/i]”

And he did. He couldn’t help it, but he did, exploding with force. The chains were ripped free of the wall as he grabbed his cock, helplessly pumping it as he came for minutes on end, raining down an unholy amount of musk and cum upon the village, and soaking his wife in the potent seed of the cursed fox.

#

[i]Thirteen years later…[/i]

Naruto grumbled as he walked down the streets of Konoha, his eyes down on the pavement as he tried not to think about the whole problem of his team. Despite everything in the Land of Waves, he was still seen as the loser member of the team, the one that had messed up rather than the one that had succeeded.

“What’s it gonna take to get a little respect? To get people to look at me for something other than disgust?”

He pulled at his shoulder a bit, adjusting his jumpsuit as he walked along. Things were getting tighter all the time, particularly since then…maybe he needed to get some new clothes or something.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]