Konoha Hospitality - 11 Side Story Chapter Two

Chapter: Two Weddings and a Funeral

The sun filtered in softly through the windows of the Uzumaki master bedroom. The curtains were thrown wide open, as the occupants didn’t give a shit if anyone saw what they were up to, morning noon or night. Sitting up surrounded by plush pillows was Sakon, wide awake with a content smile on his face. Down in his lap, his enormous prick was slowly rising from its now massive flaccid state to its impossibly large hardness, roughly thirty inches of bitch-breaking meat. Surrounding his giant dick was the softest, ripest ass he’d ever come across-or inside. A tiny blue bikini was caught between two huge mounds of creamy, peachey assflesh.

Kyuubi, the nine-tails lay in front of him, jerking him off with her fat ass, her tails writhing languidly around her. She tossed a look at him over her shoulder, smirking. “Morning, Sakon. Enjoying the view of the biggest best ass you’ve ever seen?”

Sakon was very pleased but Kyuubi was having the most fun she’d had in decades. This lowly little human, a skinny punk with barely any chakra strength in him at all, had a direct hand in letting her kill that worthless piece of shit who had dared to seal her away. He’d helped free her from being stuck in the teenage moron’s skull, and gain a real corporeal body of her own-taken from the energy of Minato’s death. Before that, this bastard had fucked Minato’s wife so hard her mind had broken seconds before her body would have, and he corrupted Minato’s son into being nothing more than a walking sextoy with more tits than brains. Now he was sleeping in Minato’s bed completely naked with a cock longer than her arm. Even to a demon he was awe-inspiring.

She kept bouncing on his cock, squeezing with every ounce of muscle in her demon rump. She rode him for all she was worth, determined to prove that even a bikini-clad hotdogging with her ass was better than the best human pussy he could hope to find. And it seemed to be working-sweat was beading on Sakon’s brow and his cock was now fully erect, stretching up two and a half feet, well past even Kyuubi’s enormous ass and resting near the small of her back even as she did her best to smother it from tip to balls, faster and faster. Ass-clapping, shaking, giving the human a show most men would kill for. She wanted that human spunk, despite being able to lay waste to entire nations by herself.

Sakon grunted and reached forward to swat her ass. “I’m gonna come on that fox slut ass!” He began to grunt, cock twitching. Jizz expanded his cock as he burst, splattering over her ass and onto her lower back. More and more jizz poured out of his cock like an oil well, and soon her tails were soaked in the stuff, ass completely glazed over, not an inch of her backside from asscheeks to her fucking shoulderblades visible under all that come. The bedsheets were ruined-again. Kyuubi smirked at the thought of one of the human whores having to go out and buy new ones.

She was impressed by his sheer cocksize and come, of course, but too arrogant to show it. Instead she simply gave him one last wiggle, bouncing her ass from side to side so hard her flesh jiggled like metal balls crashing into each other, more assmeat on such a slender frame, something Sakon wouldn’t have thought possible. She gave him the tiniest smile, baring her fox teeth with a wink. What a bold mortal to jizz on the ass of the Nine Tails without a care in the world.

She locked her gaze at him, looking sultry and flirtatious but somewhat disinterested in an aloof way. As if he hadn’t just dropped a gallon’s worth of spunk all over her slutty little body. She smirked even more as a depraved thought popped into her head.

“Oh, Minato…” Kyuubi said mockingly. “What would the poor fool think to see you, the boy who helped me escape, helped kill him sleeping in his bed. He fought so hard to protect his family, his village from the awful scary ninetails. And now I’m here, getting jizz on my perfect ass from you, the bastard who ruined his life and helped me snuff him out like a cockroach. It’s so cruel.”

She sounded like she thought it was the funniest thing in the world. Her laugh resonated low in the room, dark and rich. “Fufufufu.”

If Sakon hadn’t heard her yowl and scream when he’d busted her virginity open, he might have been scared. Kyuubi dragged a finger across her ass, scooping up an unbelievably thick amount of stinky, rancid sperm. She slurped on her finger, casually crude. Popping her finger out of her mouth, Kyuubi gave him a twisted, crooked little smile that promised only further wickedness to come. Looking for all the world like a queen on her throne which, in a sick way, she very well might have been.

Kyuubi reached her hand back down to her jizz covered ass, using her fingers to scoop up the come, but soon realizing she needed to be a bit more efficient. She quickly started using both hands, scooping it up like a desert nomad finding a small pool of water. Licking it off her fingers, pouring it into her mouth with her hands like an impromptu bowl. After a little while, during which Sakon jerked his meat to the tantalizing show, Kyuubi was mostly clean, still stained through to her skin, but not leaking.

She squeezed her amazing ass together around his cock, chuckling deeply. Then she stood up, moving with inhuman grace and speed. Next to the bed, she put her hands on her hips, sticking her ass out and her chest forward, bikini straining to contain her feminine curves. Her bust was insane and her sheer sex appeal was enough to render the most cunning man a drooling idiot. Glorious and profane. She presented herself like nothing more than a jizz-soaked trophy. Kyuubi, the nine tails, a hot piece of arm candy.

Sakon eyed her up as she posed, twirling her tails and swinging her hips from side to side, clearly showing off every inch of her body. Obviously, Kyuubi was well aware of how she looked, with a very high opinion of herself. Every other, weak, human woman, was just a pale imitation of her form. No fucking contest.

Just watching her, knowing how hot she was-what she was, for even Sakon had heard tales of the terrible Nine Tails and yet here she was, just another fuckslut to him, if the hottest one yet, made him hard again. So soon. She knew exactly what she was doing.

“Minato died just because he couldn’t resist my body. Couldn’t resist coming inside my spirit form-like so many other men, if given the chance. But then, I don’t look like their daughters, do I?” She remarked, and Sakon’s cock just throbbed at the comparison between her and Naruko.

“You need to clean your ass up,” Sakon remarked casually. Today was no ordinary day-not that he’d had an ordinary day since coming to this village.

Kyuubi sashayed her way to the bathroom door, Sakon close behind. His cock was at full mast as he watched his spunk glisten on her sinful body. Kyuubi moved to open the door when they both paused. Hearing a snorting, sniffing sound.

Kyuubi quickly opened the door anyway, sharing Naruko’s impatience and impulsiveness (or perhaps she shared Kyuubi’s) revealing Tayuya, crouched low near the toilet. Snorting from the nasty pisspot smell of the room. Her ass wiggled as she indulged her nasty nature, completely ignoring them. Her hands were nowhere near her groin, but her pussy was leaking like mad anyway. Sakon sighed-this sort of thing tended to happen and he’d long grown used to it.

Tayuya was muttering to herself, tits straining against her bandages. “Fucking bastard, stinky motherfucker-snoort, snoort, SNOORT!”

Her nosefuls of air cut off, followed by more self-aimed talking, almost angry muttering. “How dare he keep this stinky bathroom all to his fucking self. Bastard!”

Kyuubi chuckled, putting one fluttering hand to her chest, causing Tayuya to torn, cursing at being caught.

“I-I wasn’t in for Sakon’s sake. I just needed to use the bathroom, and his stench,” Her eyes rolled back a bit and her mouth visibly watered at the thought of his nasty genital aroma,

“Was overpowering. I was trying to…clean it up, that’s right. Snoort!” Neither Kyuubi nor Sakon believed her for a second. Her eyes darted back to the toilet and she licked her lips like a fat kid at an ice cream parlor.

Kyuubi followed her eyes, and noticed that the toilet wasn’t just clean, it was sparkling clean. Someone had gone over it with detail. She flicked her eyes back to Sakon, who barely seemed to notice. He’d been through this whole thing before, many times.

Sakon stepped forward, hands waving Tayuya back from the toilet like he was shooing away a vagrant asking him for money.

“Get back, you Sound whore.” It sounded almost like a pet name coming from him. Tayuya duck-walked backwards on her knees, bandages straining, pale ass and thighs quaking. Sakon reached forward quickly and tugged at her bandages, halting her movement and holding her in place. The material strained as he shoved his mammoth cock between her tits, the mounds squeezing him so tightly, straining to contain the fabric.

His giant dick-tip, now far bigger than most men’s fists poked out at her. His cock was simply parked on her body like that was where it belonged, rubbing against her as Sakon stood close looking down smugly.

Tayuya’s face flashed red, “You stupid motherfucker! You can’t just grind your cock on my jugs whenever you want. I’m in the middle of something here, you skinny shit!”

She didn’t try to move away though, and barely looked up at him at all, instead simply eyeing up his cock, piss-slit flaring open slightly. Tayuya thought she knew what was coming next and took a small breath in anticipation.

Sakon moaned above her, placing his feet wide apart, like he was standing at a urinal. If you asked him, that’s exactly what he’d say he was doing. With a soft sound, he began pissing right up into Tayuya’s face, splattering against her tiny nose and soft cheeks.

“Bluh, blah, mff!” She sputtered, glaring up at him. She wanted to look angry, but Sakon knew better.

“Here you go, firecrotch. A nice morning treat for you.” He chuckled and she made impotent fists at her side, ass jiggling.

Tayuya tried to curse at him, but kept gagging on his piss everytime she tried to speak. Instead, she simply opened her mouth, blushing in anger, shame, and arousal. Soon she was gulping down Sakon’s morning piss like it was pure sugar water, eyes bunched up in concentration.

Kyuubi walked with an arrogant grin, enjoying the way the pathetic mortal bitch’s belly swelled up from the sheer volume of Sakon’s nose-burning urine. Her eyes still burned with anger, tears welling up from how wide her jaw was stretched and how stinging the smell of Sakon’s piss was, filling up her mouth, throat, stomach, pissing straight into her fucking twisted little soul.

Sakon pulled out, and Tayuya looked at him, glaring even as she visibly gulped down the last mouthful of his piss. She took a few deep heaving breaths, one hand resting on the cold tile floor for support. She tasted nothing but piss when she spoke, teeth and tongue stained a nasty yellow.

“Are you-hunh-satisfied now, motherfucker?” Tayuya ground out.

Sakon smiled at her, cheery. “Thanks, toilet.”

Tayuya blushed an approval through her anger, hissing “I’m not your fucking toilet!”

Putting the lie to her words, she flexed her chest, tits squeezing as she used one of the sexiest, exclusive parts of her body to shake off Sakon’s dick and wring the last drops of piss from him like a bathhouse servant. Her tongue stuck out to catch the last few drops, slowly moving along the smooth, acrid-tinged surface of his pisshole, dipping in the cavernous expanse to get every bit she could.

Still using just her tits and tongue, Tayuya expertly peeled down Sakon’s smelly greasy foreskin and sluurped at the sensitive skin behind the ridge of his cockhead, finding several nasty, thick chunks of smegma and cock-filth, clumps the size of a fingernail. Her tongue pushed them back into her mouth and her eyes closed happily, chewing on the nasty sex garbage like gum.

Tayuya slowly stood up, her body squeezing Sakon’s cock with every motion she made. The shortest one in the room, she glared at them both, though she shied away from actually making contact with Kyuubi. Still chewing, she moved to leave.

Her voice was thick, talking with a mouthful of gunk, “I’m gonna go get cleaned up for this stupid fucking thing. I hate going to goddamn church!”

Still, the short and stacked girl paused at the door, looking back over her shoulder. Still smacking her lips and chewing on smegma like a cow with her cud, Tayuya’s eyes searched the room. She was trying to play it off like maybe she’d forgotten something or maybe one of them had something to say, but they all knew.

She just didn’t want to leave that awful stench of Sakon’s bathroom behind.

Sakon did have something to say, calling out to her. “I’m expecting you to be here tomorrow morning too, bright and early.”

Tayuya responded by looking away, eyes into the bedroom as she held up one hand, flipping him off dismissively.

“Yeah, fucking right.” She said sarcastically. Her body though, her ass was stuck out, jiggling, bandages leaving nothing to the imagination and barely covering her shithole while her pale cheeks wobbled. Her nose twitched every time she looked back at the arm. It was clear she’d miss this little morning ritual, and if some other girl tried to be Sakon’s morning toilet, smell his sleep-dirty balls and waft in the scent of his farts as they rimmed him out nice and clean?

Tayuya’d be fucking furious.

Tayuya walked away, her rear bouncing up and down like the haunches of a mare. Sakon turned to the shower, waving absently for Kyuubi to follow. Already naked, Sakon stood as Kyuubi turned the water on, showing almost comical lack of familiarity with how the shower worked. Still, she got the water hot and steamy soon enough and then fell to her knees.

With a small bottle of soap, Kyuubi squirted the foamy white bubbles onto her massive chest, bikini water-logged and sticking to her curves. She spilled the lather onto Sakon’s cock, getting him soapy and wet from the massive to tip to his low hanging balls, which looked even bigger than her little fox head.

“That Sound girl sure is a curious mortal.” Kyuubi’s inflection suggested she was talking about an oddly-colored species of bird.

“I’m surprised how many of these girls are already addicted to your piss and nasty smelling ass.” The soft tone of pride was unmistakeable.

Soon, all soaped up, Sakon was sliding his cock between her tits, softly groaning to himself, enjoying the water washing down on his body. Her tit-valley was slick with water, squeezing him like a prostitute’s expert cunt.

“You are arrogant for a mortal, especially one so scrawny. I could snap you like a twig.” Kyuubi’s eyes flashed red and her hands came up. But instead she simply squeezed her tits together, and soon the sound of Sakon fucking her wet soapy tits filled the room, wet lubricated flesh sliding against her as he moved slightly faster, fucking her tits with long full strokes.

Kyuubi knew exactly what she was doing, cupping her little petite hands around her tits and raising them up and down on Sakon’s dick-her tits were so large they made her hands look unequal to the task, but soon she had her nipples rubbing against his crown, crashing the bottom of her giant melons against his slapping balls.

He was using her chest like some innocent housewife’s rapehole, just a hot wet place to get his cock off, and Kyuubi was actively letting him, egging him on.

“Come on, Sakon-san, fuck those tits. I know you like it-no human could boast a rack like this. My tits will never sag, or wrinkle, or age, and they will always-always-get you off.”

Sakon thrust up again and Kyuubi smiled, her pretty pink tongue darting forward to swirl around his cock head. That was too much.

“Fucking…fox, ung whore!” Sakon grunted, his cock stiffening and beginning to erupt. Ropes of hot sperm blasted out of his cock, coating the nine-tail’s tits, splashing back to cover her arms, her taut little tummy, Sakon’s crotch, and even reaching up to fleck her delicate chin and cunning mouth with runners of warm white goo.

Even over the sound of tit-fucking and the running of the shower, the splrrt splrrt splrrt of Sakon’s issue could be heard, filling the bathroom with the scent of his studly sperm. Kyuubi’s tits ran over with the jizz, her shelf-like chest letting his jizz fall down to the shower floor like a waterfall.

“Oh, you filthy boy. Now I’m all dirty again. How dare you defile the Nine-Tails with your human spunk.” She cupped her tits up from the bottom, lifting the massive orbs with arrogance. A snob showing off, one hundred percent certain in her superiority to all others.

Sakon merely wanked the last few spuurts out, wondering if the shower drain would clog with his thick, sticky seed. Ah well. If it did, he’d just get one of the bitches to suck the old spunk out with their whore mouths.

A while later, dressed in an understated black suit Sakon walked into the kitchen, Kyuubi just behind him looking clean and fresh-but still wearing just a bikini that only highlighted her insane assets. The kitchen had a few different people in it, getting ready for the day.

The punk bitch was across the room, jeans barely covering her ass as she leaned over. Her sinuous, lithe body was held low and parallel over the table. Her nose was smushed down into a pile of drugs on the table. With quick sniff snorting sounds, she made the ple disappear faster than she swallowed quarts of Sakon’s equally intoxicating spunk. The pregnant girl wasn’t with her today, and Kaka looked blissed out.

Kaka-chan was still wearing her leather boots, but dressed almost modestly-a black dress with lots of lacy white frills that showed her cleavage but not an insane amount. She’d even traded her leather gloves for soft silk princess gloves, for once covering her cokehead nails. Make-up made her look less “punk whore” and more “gothic high-class prostitute”, glassy eyes clearly ready for the fucked-up wonders of the day ahead.

Naruto was there was well, wearing a mesh top and a simple pair of tight purple pants beneath. Sakon was well familiar with who normally dressed like that, and the thought made him grin. Naruto simply looked up at him with a blush, looking away as Kyuubi stared at him.

It was a dangerous stare, one the spoke volumes. You looking at my fucking man? It said. Kyuubi briefly bared her teeth, the intention clear.

I wouldn’t if I were you.

Naruto looked down at the ground, blushing shamefully. Underneath his pants, trapped by his mother’s old, filthy green panties that she’d worn the first day of Sakon’s arrival, his cock slowly stirred-he barely ever got hard anymore, but something about Kyuubi did strange things to him. It wasn’t cause of Sakon or anything, though.

Over by the stove, Kushina was bent over slightly, working on breakfast. She was only dimly aware of what was going on in the rest of the room when there was a soft thump of a hand slapping into her big round ass. She remembered the first time Sakon had slapped her ass in this very kitchen, and she turned to face him.

“Sakon-chan!” She beamed, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. She was wearing a simple pink apron, but underneath was dressed only in black panties, stretched wide by her huge milfy ass and a lacy brack bra.

“I’m so glad you’re awake!” She traced a hand across his face. “Did you sleep well?”

At once, Kushina sounded both motherly and romantic, a mom and a doting wife all in one. She leaned forward and kissed Sakon, not a chaste good-morning kiss but a deep, slow, passionate kiss. Sakon’s hands squeezed her ass firmly, causing her to moan into his mouth as they made out.

Naruto looked away, shame written all over his face. If only he had stood up to Sakon that first night, maybe none of this would have happened. But he just couldn’t help it-compared to Sakon, Naruto was nothing but a little wimp.

Kyuubi’s sharp eyes noticed Naruto’s discomfort and the small movements in his pants. Seemingly casual, not appearing to notice or care about him at all, she moved slightly forward, bringing her fat bikini-clad ass into Naruto’s view. Her tails lifted as one, softly, gently, to reveal the sheer amount of ass-compared to Kushina, Kyuubi had a very slightly smaller ass, but it was packed onto a shorter, slimmer frame, her hips nearly double in size compared to her waist, an explosion of ass-meat that served to remind everyone that Kyuubi was inhuman, an impossibly beautiful figure.

She laughed a bit, amused at how Naruto’s eyes raked over her-doubtless he knew how much she resembled his other form, his true form.

Kushina broke the kiss, placing her hands on Sakon’s shoulders. “Today is a big day, my love! I want everything to go well for you, my special man.”

Sakon simply smirked at her, barely making eye contact as he glanced down at her tits-her apron was cut in such a way as to expose her tits, and barely covered her stomach, seemingly more like a striper’s play costume of what a good domestic woman would look like.

He replied softly, but confidently. “Oh yes, today is a very special day indeed, Kushina.” She blushed at hearing him use her name.

“I think you’re going to like the surprise I have in store for you.”

As Sakon flirted with his mother openly and without shame, Naruto shifted again, wearing feminine clothes and horribly aroused, trying to shift his legs to cover his shame. Kyuubi saw every detail of this, and idly reached across the table, as though going for a small biscuit.

While she did, her tender, soft palm just gently and softly brushed against Naruto’s small (by Kyuubi’s standards) bulge, that single touch stopping Naruto’s motions as he froze in his tracks. Kyuubi made eye contact with him for just a second, letting him know it was no accident before her hand moved on.

Half a second of pleasure is all a pussy cocksucker like you deserves, Uzumaki.

Kushina looked away from Sakon for just a moment, eyes on Naruto. She frowned a bit. “Naruto, Sakon is here,”

She said that like he simply hadn’t noticed, though of course he must have. Her voice was sweet, but slightly insistent.

“You haven’t wished him a good morning yet. Show some respect, sweety.”

Naruto stammered a bit, looking down before looking at Sakon. “Good morning, Sakon…”

Both Kushina and Kyuubi stared at him waiting. Kyuubi’s hand brushed along his inner thigh, while her face made it quite clear that Sakon got so much more than just this light teasing.

Teeth gritting, Naruto gave in, finishing his greeting with “-Sama.”

Kushina spoke up, realizing what time it was. “Ah, Sakon-dono, Naruto and I have to get ready for today.”

Sakon gave her another slap on the ass, smiling. At first he’d been against even going to this stupid thing, but Kyuubi had quickly convinced him of much fun it would be. “Go on, then,” He allowed.

Naruto stood up, wishing this day would be over already-at least most of him thought that.

Kushina paused, giving Sakon a warm kiss on the cheek. “Oh, your breakfast is all done Sakon! I hope you enjoy !”

Naruto’s stomach growled loudly and Kushina laughed a bit. “Oops, I guess I forgot to make yours Naruto. So sorry, but there’s no time! Aw, well.”

As they moved to leave, Kushina paused, obviously bumping her ass against the front of Sakon’s pants. “I’ll see you later Sakon-sama. I’m sure I’ll just adore the biiig surprise you have for me.”

Sakon chuckled. “You have no idea, fat ass.”

She cooed at that pet name of hers and moved to leave. Naruto followed, looking away from Sakon who barely even noticed he was there. As he walked past Kyuubi she leaned in, body on full display, winking.

She whispered in his ear, softly. “Most boys would die to touch a body like mine, but you can do that whenever you want, eh, Uzumaki-kun? Your real form is actually quite sexy-for a human.”

Naruto blushed so hard his face felt unbearably hot, and shame rang in his head-but the tent in his pants never faded.

Shortly after they had left, the door opened with a crash, Anko throwing it wide with one careless arm. She strode forwards, dressed like a total skank-fishnets on her chest with her tits on total display underneath. Her “skirt” was an orange piece of fabric that barely qualified as a belt.

“Sup, Sakon-chan?” She said openly while he merely raked his eyes over her thick sexy body.

Kyuubi nuzzled close to Sakon, actually growling softly like a contented dog. He gripped her ass firmly, still barely able to believe how much booty she was carrying around on her tiny frame.

Anko went on, a saucy smile on her lips. “It’s such a sad day, right?”

She over-emoted, making it clear she was nearly as happy about the day’s events and what caused them as Sakon and Kyuubi were.

The church was a lonely little place, well constructed though not awe-inspiring. A simple twenty-foot or so white building, on on a slight elevation. The marble stairs leading up were empty, covered with black cloth for the day’s sad proceedings. Sakon, Kushina, Naruto, Anko, Tayuya and Kyuubi stood by, some of the first to arrive. Sakon held Kushina close to him-she was wearing a frilly dress that looked more like a wedding dress than funeral wear.

Kushina reclined against her teenage lover, cooing softly as he groped her ass greedily, leaving her flesh red and sensitive. Her dress had a train that covered her rear, but her ass and pussy were totally exposed underneath, letting Sakon fondle her asshole and wet pussy..

Naruto wore a baggy suit, watching with disgust-yet still watching closely. Kushina kept playfully batting at Sakon’s hand, giggling.

“Sakon, that isn’t right! We’re out in public, we have to -ooh-behave!” Teasing, smiling, obviously not meaning it in anyway. Sakon simply grinned and rubbed along her sopping wet pussy.

“Well, I just want you to feel better Kushina. I know this is going to be a hard day for you.”

The group ascended the stairs, an air of quiet, electric excitement about them-not at all the sort of attitude that one should have for a funeral. Tayuya stood looking up at the church, cigarette smoke wafting up about her head. She held the cigarette between two gloved fingers and spat full the steps.

“All this for that loser? His best days were well past him, even before Sakon fucked his life up.” Her outfit was vaguely military, jacket, boots, and hat, but with stockings as well, and a little tie tucked between her tits, bulging out through a mostly unbuttoned white dress shirt. Her netted stockings rose past her heavy black boots from the knee and her cap was cocked on her head-Tayuya’s distaste for the day’s events aside, she had wanted to look nice for Sakon though she wouldn’t admit it. Her skirt was the only part that spoiled the look, barely covering her upper thighs and leaving no doubt she wasn’t some military bitch but rather a pale little tease.

Anko chuckled darkly. “To think if he could’ve just held his load for more than a few lousy minutes, he’d still be around.

Kushina waved at them, blushing. “Hey now, don’t talk about Minato like that! He was a good husband, and father…while it lasted.” She finished, seemingly about as disappointed that her husband was dead and her marriage over as she would if had spilled some milk.

From the open doors, a woman came to greet them, whom Kushina and Naruto looked to with a bit of respect. The rest were just staring at her magnificent chest, packed into a tight black dress. Kyuubi looked bored to tears-and about ready to snatch Kushina out of Sakon’s arms. “Good afternoon everyone,”

She was friendly enough, but barely looked at any of them except for Sakon. “I see you’ve brought a whole entourage with you. Though I’m not sure what business a human toilet and the Nine Tails have in a church, you little brat. Still, it’s good to you see you Hokage-sama, uh.”

She paused, embarrassed about her slip-up. Anko laughed, but no one corrected her. “I mean, uh, Sakon-san.”

Tsunade looked around, making sure no one else had arrived or was in sight. Then she stepped forward, shooing Kushina out of the way and placing her hands on Sakon’s chest. He tilted his head forward a bit and Tsunade kissed him, tongue gently probing his mouth. Sakon used both hands to fondle her firm, thick ass while her giant tits pressed against him, nipples growing hard-it was obvious the vain old crone wasn’t wearing a bra, using her trademark transformation technique to keep her tits firm and gravity-defying.

Sakon was for once, quite passive in the kiss, simply rubbing Tsunade’s ass while she pressed her body against him and used her tongue expertly. He supposed experience did have its advantages.

Tayuya looked like she wanted to spit again. “Fucking keep it in your pants, Hoe-kage.”

Kyuubi simply huffed, throwing her tails about like a noblewoman adjusting her jewelry-but her eyes flashed with red light and promised murder.

Tsunade stepped back giving Sakon a small smile, while he simply smirked. She looked at the others, faux-sympathy on her face.

“I’m glad you’ve come to…pay your respects. It is such a tragic loss.” Everyone else muttered half-hearted agreement, with Naruto staying silent. Guilt weighed down on him, and mixed feelings of attraction, shame and arousal-he was surrounded by beautiful girls, some half-naked, and his own strongest attraction for…that jerk was eating away at him.

Tsunade gestured for them to follow, indicating that the other girls should join her in entering first. “I trust everything looks good, Sakon-san?” She asked coyly, looking over her shoulder.

Her ass was bouncing in the tight black dress, not quite as impressive as her tits, but packed onto a sexy short frame all the same. Kushina felt slightly proud, knowing Sakon liked her “fat MILF ass” the best, making sure to sway her hips from side to side. Anko and Kyuubi didn’t give a shit about being coy and openly shook and jiggled their asses. Kyuubi clapped one hand on her blue bikini rear, causing her ass meat to bounce and swallow up the small bottoms while Anko bounced as she walked, causing her completely on display, trapped under fishnet ass to clap and jiggle.

Tayuya huffed, blowing bright red hair out of her face. “What a bunch of sluts.”

And yet, she couldn’t help but take long, long strides, showing off her short but attractive legs and ass, her short skirt often flipping up “accidentally” to give Sakon a good look.

The group paused a bit as they headed towards the large nave. Kyuubi leaned in near Sakon, tracing her tongue along his ear.

“I’ll stay out of site from the rest of these pathetic little ants.” The Nine Tails ran a hand down his stomach, dipping into his pants slowly.

“But I’ll…be…watching.” With a soft squeeze of his cock, she flitted away, fading from sight astonishingly quickly, reminding them all, just a little, of her vast powers. Most of the other girls split off, Anko covering her body-somewhat-with her coat, while Tayuya stayed with Kushina, Naruto and Sakon. Tsunade muttered something about “talking to the old pervert” and head off, but they all stayed in relatively close view, the church fairly full with quietly talking mourners.

People were talking, consoling one another, expressing disbelief that Minato could have passed, questioning how exactly it happened, and so on. Anko got a few looks, but most people just averted their gaze-she had always been a strange one, and besides she didn’t like to be stared at.

However, as Sakon and his group milled about, two young teens came up to them-Amaru and Konohamaru, holding hands sweetly. Amaru was dressed modestly in black, and Sakon dismissively thought she could pass for a boy.

After giving their condolences to Naruto, who awkwardly hugged Amaru and clapped hands with Konohamaru, they exchanged small talk with Kushina.

“Eh…Uzumaki-san?” Amaru questioned quietly. “Your dress is…”

‘Indecent’ was the polite word, but ‘sexy’ or ‘slutty’ would have sufficed. Black stockings, cut high, showing off a lot of leg and chest. Sakon grinned to himself-if only they knew about the detachable back and the fact that the MILF jizzbucket wasn’t weating any panties.

Kushina waved off Amaru’s stumbling words. “Oh, its the only black dress that Sakon likes-I mean, that I had ready!”

She blushed deeply and stepped closer to Sakon, who threw an arm around her waist, groping just out of sight. “Sakon-san has been so wonderful, having him stay in our home has helped me be strong. So I just wanted to wear something a little more fun-Minato’s passing is sad, but I know my future will get better!”

Mollified, the teens wandered off, unaware that they were being watched. Stalked, even.

Tsunade was talking to Jirayia in the background, mentioning how well her Transformation Technique was still holding up, and muttering something about how he might benefit from something similar.

Nearby, Tayuya lit up another cigarette, earning strange looks that she responded to with an angry glare and an expression in her eyes that said: “Go ahead and say something. I dare you.”

She stood close to Sakon, on the other side from Kushina, their hips nearly touching. Too close for Sakon to resist. As she smoked, Sakon reached up under her skirt, stroking her bare ass, and he whispered the word, “Toilet.”

Tayuya blushed, nearly squashing her cigarette out of slight surprise. She glared at him, eyes glinting dangerously under her hat.

“I am not a fucking toilet!” Hissing with rage.

She looked like she wanted to say more, but choked on her words, biting her lip with a grunt. Sliding between her ass cheeks, Sakon dipped a finger into her pussy, thumb soon finding her sensitive clit.

“If you’re not a toilet,” Sakon asked lazily, finger fucking her quickly and rudely, “Then why does your mouth still smell like my piss?”

Tayuya let out a low moan, her eyes rolling up a bit. Her gloved hands bunched up the bottom of her skirt, desperately trying to pull it down so that Sakon’s actions weren’t noticeable, but it was hard to even focus on that.

“So tell me…what is your name?”

Tayuya dropped the cigarette, and Sakon idly extinguished it with the toe of his shoe.

“You motherfucker!” She shot back, an angry teeth-clenched whisper.

“My fucking name is…uh…is…” She bit her lip again, orgasm fast approaching, trying desperately to hold back.

“My name is…ah, fuck!” Her body went somewhat limp, the fight gone out of her.

“Toilet.” With that word, she came, moaning and stuttering, a low desperate animal noise, as she gushed lightly over his hand, body betraying her once again. Like always, her rage and near demonic strength were nothing compared to what Sakon could do to her body.

Struggling to recover, a visible tremor running through her legs, Tayuya gripped the bottom of her skirt with her gloves, trying to fix the thin material and make herself look somewhat presentable. She was flushed, and visibly agitated-Sakon had gotten one over on her, humiliated her for no better reason than he could-again.

And she had let him.

“Who would have known you’d be so wet in a church, Tayuya.” Sakon whispered, grinning.

“Maybe i’ll have to fuck in one of these pews later. You can pray to the only thing you worship-my cock. You are so very good at it.”

She curled her lip, stammering. “I, I’m not-thank yo-fuck off! Its not my fault your piss and asshole taste so damn good!”

The redhead licked her lips, trying to seem more composed. She whispered quietly, almost to herself.

“Besides, I’m the b-best damn toilet you could ask for, motherfucker! No one else could drink your piss as good as me.” It wasn’t her fault-how could she be expected to resist Sakon’s rancid cock liquids and stinky ass?

As the funeral proceeded, they all took seats, with Sakon placing his hand on the bottom of a pew so Kushina sat right on it, his slender digits rubbing and squeezing her fat MILFY ass. With a soft smile on herself, Kushina leaned in to him-looking to some like a widow desperate to be consoled, even while her pussy and ass ached for Sakon, rubbing up against his hand eagerly. He gripped her like a piece of property, and Kushina blushed, sparkles in her vision as she looked at Sakon.

Tayuya, blushing darkly and muttering to herself angrily, lit up a new smoke, drawing more glares that made her nearly jump from her seat in anger. Most people turned their heads without saying anything, but Tayuya noticed Kakashi give her a small wink from across the room.

Anko was sitting next to Tayuya, a little upset she couldn’t sit next to-or on-Sakon, so she smirked and teased the younger girl. “Are you enjoying yourself, Tay-toilet?” She made it sound as if she had almost mistakenly called the Sound girl by the wrong name.

Tayuya glared at her, hand forming a gloved fist. But this time, she hardly sounded like she believed her own words. “I-I am not a toilet.” She said unconvincingly.

As the main funeral surface got underway, most of the rest of the gathering was silent, in rapt attention. Sakon soon left with Naruto, claiming he wanted to help the boy discuss his father’s death in private. Nobody close to them questioned it, but Tayuya and Anko both gave Naruto knowing looks.

The funeral proceeded, with many people taking their turn to stand and say something uplifting and wistful about Minato.

After a bit, however, Kushina rose, drawing many looks. Slight tears in her eyes, clutching her trembling chest, with one hand she hurried down the aisle. She had whispered something about the bathroom to Sakon, and most everyone else assumed she simply needed to be alone with her grief.

They were wrong, of course.

Elsewhere, Sakon was loitering around with Naruto. Sakon looked bored, slightly irritated at having to listen to people prattle on about the dead blonde loser. Naruto just looked nervous, shifting in his ill-fitting suit. Surprisingly, he didn’t look very sad either.

Sakon was starting to eye the blonde up, a cruel smirk forming on his lips. He had plans for later, but hadn’t realized how god-awful boring this was going to be. No reason not to get the fun started right now.

“Hello, booys.” A high voice sang. They both looked up-Naruto flushed, embarrassed and ashamed, and Sakon actually smiled without a trace of smugness.

Hanabi stood before them, wearing an elaborate black ensemble that had the color and formal nature of a funeral, but not quite the right somber tone. Her slender legs were encased in black and white socks that were connected to black garters, visible on her pale innocent-looking thighs, her skirt falling several inches above her knee, frilly with black and purple lace. Enormous clunky yet girly shoes let her height alllmost reach five feet, well shorter than both boys. Her tiny waist was draped in a black corset with white ribboning that ended in a bow about halfway up her chest.

Pale, gorgeous breasts sat higher and firm than most any pair people might see in their lifetimes. Hanabi jiggled her chest for the boys, her tits the largest and most noticeable thing about her-on any other woman they would have been huge. On her pre-teen frame, they were two living temples to sin and depravity, on perfect display.

Hanabi smiled wickedly, straightening her little black and purple hat with her black gloved hands. Her mouth, ringed in black lipstick parted slowly, letting her tongue stick out almost like she was tasting the air before she spoke.

“Whatcha doing, loser?” She asked Naruto. “Thought you’d hang out with a real man, since it’s the closest you’ll get to being one? Tough shit, cutey-pie.” She cupped her tits openly, pushing them up, knowing she had the full attention of both boys, giving Naruto a little mocking wink.

She looked to Sakon, taking a jiggling, bouncy step forward, clapping her hands together childishly. “Hello big boy, it’s been a while-did you miss me? The other day I was thinking about you stole my virginity before I even had my first period and I fingered myself so hard…” She sighed, remembering wistfully.

“I fucking blacked out. thinking about your giant cock fucking my whole torso.”

Naruto looked like he was almost going to be sicked at her frank, awful words, coming from that sweet cherubic face. Sakon just looked like was getting a hard-on right there in the church.

Hanabi looked around while Sakon smirked, staring at her giant tits.

“I’m looking for cow-tits,” It was a testament to how casually rude Hanabi was that Sakon and Naruto both knew who she was talking about. Her sister-the nice Hyuga girl.

“Dumb girl got lost. But I’m glad I found you two instead. I have something you might wanna see.” She giggled like a schoolgirl with a secret.

Slowly, slender fingers hooked around the bottom of her skirt and sloooowly drew it up, revealing her creamy pale thighs, not as pale as her sister’s but still hardly touched by the sun, her stark black garter belt, and…a pair of tiny, soft cotton panties. White with pink polka dots and pink trim around the top and sides.

Sakon smiled while Naruto stared shamefully, unable to look away. “I’ve had these since I was ten, and look boys, they still fit.” She sang again, smirking.

“Obviously the rest of my body didn’t get the memo that my…dirty pillows did.” Hanabi faked a blush and soft smile like she was embarrassed to use words like “tits” or “jugs” or “giant fucking knockers” when everyone there had heard her all say all those words and much worse.

“I figure’d they’d make a good gift-for either of you.” Eyes dark, hinting.

The two simply stared, though Sakon was softly rubbing his bulge through the front of his suit pants. Naruto shifted, his own bulge barely visible but his discomfiture was a neon sign, guilt written on his features.

Hanabi went on, staring at Naruto and his obvious tent.

“So, d’ya want my panties, blondie? Or would you rather just have the…total package?” She drew one hand across the top of her shelf-like tits, the other dipping into her skirt to rub at her pussy mound, wetness spotting her otherwise innocent and cute panties.

She gasped in faux horror. “Oh, what would Hinata think? If cowtits could think, that is.”

Naruto didn’t respond to her running down his girlfriend, but he did gasp and stutter a bit at what she said next.

“She was always dumb, but I think Sakon literally fucked her brains out. Now he-and that monster of his-are all my dear sister thinks about.” She smirked.

Hanabi sashayed a bit, her hips not as impressive as some of the other women in the village, but surprisingly large for her slim build with its twig-like arms and legs. It seemed every part of her body that was meant for sex was much farther along than the rest of her twelve year old frame.

“You can have a closer look. If you want to see my little pre-teen body, all smooth and hairless.”

Sakon moved behind her, running a hand over her plump, perky ass, fingers groping against those cotton panties. Hanabi thrilled at his touch, thinking that this was how a real man should act, not asking her permission or waiting for her to give it, but being fucking alpha and taking it.

Naruto, despite his shame, moved closer to Hanabi, his shame not stopping him from openly ogling his girlfriend’s twelve-year old sister, his cock almost painfully hard at how lewdly she was acting, precome staining his own mother’s underwear at the sight of her smooth thighs and dripping, panty-covered pussy.

“So what would you like? To smell my little cunny as it drips for a real stud’s meat? To touch my firm jailbait tits? To feel all over my tiny doll body, knowing my little arms and legs are so weak and helpless compared to you?”

He was close now, close enough to touch. His hand moving, seemingly of its own accord.

Hanabi dropped the teasing tone and became matter of fact, propping a finger to the corner of her mouth as though something had just occurred to her. “Of course, big boy might get angry if you do.”

Naruto froze, looking suddenly nervous, almost afraid. Which was strange on the face of it-what did he, Naruto Uzumaki, a powerful young shinobi, have to worry about from that arrogant, smart-mouthed…hung bastard?

Hanabi startled giggling, her voice high and bell-like. The fear written against Naruto’s face gave her such a wetty. Still laughing, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them a bit at first, revealing more of her asscheeks to Sakon and almost giving her own snatch a wedgie in front of Naruto.

Then she yanked them down, tossing them at the blond ninja. “Here, dummy. You can keep em-if you promise to use them and think about me. Me and this big stud pounding my hairless twat so hard I might break in two. Use them as a jerkoff rag if you want-it’s the closest sissies like you will get to my tight forbidden pussy.”

Hanabi watched as Naruto broke into sudden action, snatching the panties out of the air. He almost looked ashamed again, but instead simply ran his fingers over the wet material. Hanabi chuckled.

“Well, this has been fun boys, but I have to go. See you later, blondie.” She leaned up on her tiptoes, arms stretched down and clasped, squeezing her tits together between her elbows. Naruto nearly drooled at the sight, and closed his jaw when she kissed him lightly on the cheek, with a big, exaggerated “mwah!”, before patting him on the head like a pet.

She turned around, facing Sakon. Eyes firmly on his bulge, she leaned her hands up, locking her fingers together behind his neck as they leaned their faces together. It should have been a disgusting sight to Naruto, a girl who should be playing with dolls and talking about clothes with her friends, dressed like a slut and making out with Sakon like she was desperate for his touch.

Their tongues visibly danced outside their mouths, and Hanabi had to stand on her tiptoes given the height difference, arching her body out. She visibly ground nearly half her body against Sakon’s bulge, moaning in delight everytime his covered cockmeat brushed against her sensitive pussy.

Breaking the kiss, Hanabi simply giggled and fixed her hat while Sakon gave her ass a loud, harsh smack.

Giggling again, Hanabi swayed away, popping her booty out with every step. As she reached the hallway’s door, she looked over her shoulder, chest stuck out, ass popped up, her little flexible body contorted into a spine-abusing position to show off every inch of her taboo curves.

“I hope to see you boys again after this boring shit is over.” She made a face, suddenly remembering something. Faux-apology came into her voice.

“Oh, right. Sorry about your dad, blondie. I guess he just couldn’t compete with a real man.” Her turquoise eyes alighted on Sakon, licking her lips as she focused on his bulge.

“Looks like we’ve both got a new daddy now.”

She flipped her dress up again, wiggling her hips as they both got a glimpse of her hairless twat, a display of lewd, brash sexuality that would have shocked and embarassed most boys their age but just made them both hard as diamonds.

She left, tittering. “It’s so cute you have crush on me, blondie-you always want….what you can’t have.”

She left, leaving Naruto trembling in arousal. He wanted to whip his cock out and jack off into her panties right on the spot-his father’s funeral be damned. Naruto was so jealous of Sakon, getting to have sex with Hanabi-tits nearly as big as her sister, but probably far better at sex, through sheer enthuasism and depravity if nothing else.

And of course, some part of him, a part that had been growing for weeks until there was nearly nothing else left, was very jealous of Hanabi herself and what she got to touch, to suck, and to fuck.

Sakon looked at Naruto again with that look, the one that made the blonde’s knees go weak. Yet Sakon instead just tched and moved further down the hall, and Naruto followed almost instinctively. Naruto couldn’t bring herself to focus on the various thoughts running through his head, and so simply followed the sturdiest thing he knew-Sakon.

They arrived outside the doors to a bathroom, and Sakon stopped, looking to Naruto for just a second.

“Head back to the funeral, girl. I’m gonna be a while-and with the MILF gone, people will ask questions so sit there and listen to them drone on about your stupid dead dad.”

Naruto looked ashamed-being referred to as a girl, the blunt references to poor Minato, but he said nothing. He simply watched as Sakon opened the door and walked inside.

Then, his mother popped out, and he gasped in surprise. She was leaning halfway out the door, smiling sweetly at him.

“Sorry, Naruto-kun,” She cooed, looking very happy indeed, “But we’re going to be in here for some time. Be a good son and head back out there and be-haave,”

Her voice cut off with a mild gasp of surprise as an arm circled around her waist, yanking her back into the bathroom. As the door closed, Naruto saw Sakon and Kyuubi grinning mockingly at him, right before the door slammed in his face.

The bathroom was large, spacious, with white tiled floor, bright lights, and a long full length bathroom, along with a row of open stalls. A private place in the church that smelled clean and fairly sparkled, an untouched, sacred space.

“I’m so glad to see you again in private, Sakon-sama!” Kushina said, hopping in place slightly, tits jiggling.

Kyuubi, for her part, favored a much more direct approach. She practically threw herself at the teen , covering his face with her giant tits, still wearing nothing more than a bikini. She moaned happily.

“I saw you talking to that teenage bitch and her faggot boyfriend. I’ve got something planned for that cunt,” She downright snarled, displaying over-large canines.

“Talking to my mate.”

Sakon pawed at the asses of the two girls, feeling some of the fattest, firmest worlds not just in Konoha, but in the entire world, groping them like a proud farmer judging his two finest cows.

Sakon pulled his face free from Kyuubi’s titflesh, and the three quickly met in a nasty threeway kiss. Kyuubi didn’t care much for Kushina, and the feeling was likewise, but in the presence of Sakon both women were far more aroused and willing to go along with anything Sakon had in mind.

They both had an identical thought in that moment: Besides, this is a good chance to show this bitch what I can really do.

Their tongues licked and slurped at one another, Kushina eagerly moaning and leaning against Sakon’s body as he groped and kissed her, Sakon’s tongue probing both their mouths. Kyuubi almost purred during the kiss, her teeth snapping teasing at Sakon’s tongue and lips, and not so teasingly at Kushina’s-actually drawing blood slightly from the redhead MILF. That slight pain and the coppery taste of her own blood in her mouth turned the widow on more than she’d admit.

Sakon leaned his face back slightly, and Kyuubi and Kushina kept on kissing each other longer than any of the three might have expected before they paused. Looking at Sakon, he raised a finger, lightly running it across Kushina’s lips-she cooed at his touch.

“Wait a minute, Kushina, I have to take a piss. Actually, would you hold this?” He pulled his phone from his pocket, already set to record video. Kushina took it, slightly surprised, but nodded eagerly nonetheless.

“Of course, Sakon-sama! We are in a bathroom after all.”

Sakon chuckled at that-he’d busted her ass and cunt open just days after meeting her, yet the fat-ass MILF could still be almost adorably naive.

Kyuubi however, having a dark side that ran well in tandem with Sakon’s own depraved thoughts, knew exactly what he had in mind straight away.

“You want to piss on me? The Nine Tails? You think you can cow me like you did that brainless Sound bitch?”

Kushina’s camera caught every curve of Kyuubi’s body, the sneer written across her face-but also, the playfulness in her eye, the challenge. She wanted Sakon to dominate her, if he could, to prove he was really worthy of being her mate.

Kyuubi knelt on the floor, near one of the toilets in a large, open stall-probably for some weak, handicapped mortal, she thought.

“Lift those giant tits, you fox slut,” Sakon hissed, fishing his cock out from his straining pants. Kushina’s jaw dropped-it had been some time since she’d gotten a good moment to study just how much larger Sakon had gotten over the months-that first day, she’d gotten a chill down her spine at the sight of nearly fifteen inches of fat dickmeat, swaying past Sakon’s knees. Now, if his erect cock had been pointed down it would have barely avoided touching the floor.

The camera caught his veins, his sheer massive girth, the thick bramble of dark pubic hair at his pace, his enormous balls-Kushina’s pussy leaked noisily on the floor when she thought of how much come he would shoot now.

Kyuubi hefted her tits, waggling her eyebrows at Sakon. “Come on then, mortal. Prove you are worthy of laying with the mighty Nine Tails!”

Sakon hosed Kyuubi’s tits down with a torrent of piss, watching as Kyuubi’s eyes grew red.

“How dare you use my magnificent body as a toilet!” Yet she managed to look sultry despite her anger, speaking over the constant hose-like splattering of his piss hitting her tits, causing the massive mammaries to sway and bounce in her hands like they were getting spanked.

Her face contorted with rage and demon-power, growing more feral, fox-like, snout extending just a bit. To see that face-a face that Kushina knew very well resembled what her own “daughter” looked like, actually scared Kushina a bit. She had held this demon back for so long, and now it was free, and who knew what it would do?

Sakon seemed to know, as he stepped forward, cramming his dicktip into Kyuubi’s mouth, even as he continued to piss. The red marks on her face, the flashing eyes, her writhing tails, all seemed to be ignored by Sakon as he used her face as a pisspot, moaning and groaning.

Eyes flashing, Kyuubi stared up at her mate, throat visibly working and contracting. Great gouts of piss disappeared down into her stomach, her throat expanding and contracting like she was swallowing an endless procession of tennis balls. She would not give in, for she was Kyuubi-those that stood against were crushed like ants, and-

“Mmmf” Kyuubi’s cheeks bulged, the sheer amount of piss backing up her throat and filling her mouth. Soon it splattered out of her nose, and she felt something strange happening in her stomach-there was so much about this humanoid body she didn’t fully understand.

She felt the sheer warmth and weight of Sakon’s piss inside her stomach, distorting her organs, pressing down on some strange part of her body. Her eyes rolled back in her head stupidly as she realized what was happening-his piss was causing her stomach to expand so much it was crushing her bladder.

Still choking and drowning on piss, Kyuubi moaned, a low, rumbling sound that shook the floor slightly as she pissed herself, bikini bottom stained as piss flew out from the small barrier the cloth made. As her eyes showed nothing but blank whites, she orgasmed shamefully, a mighty demon brought down by gallon after gallon of piss, a tidal wave that washed away any respect Kushina might have had for her power as Sakon sighed.

“Not…done…yet, fox slut” He moaned, and thrust his hips forward, wanting to bury his cock in her stomach, piss in her with his balls on her chin.

With a sick lurching sound, Kyuubi’s throat, packed full of cock and piss, rebelled, and she fell backwards slightly. She tried to wheeze, but instead pathetically vomiting a gout of piss down her front in between her tits.

Smirking at the demon slut gagging on Sakon’s wonderful piss, Kushina then frowned. All of that piss was heading into the toilet now, Sakon spitting on Kyuubi-“Pathetic. Tayuya can swallow twice as much as that.”

Kushina had never tasted Sakon’s piss before-but the stream was so thick, so fast, and so strong…she could even see steam rising from it. And so many other girls seemed to like it a lot.

The camera forgotten, Kushina moved to fall to her knees. Thinking quickly, Sakon snatched the camera, getting a beautiful shot of the graceful MILF widow grabbing his cock with one hand and slurped at the tip. Kushina swallowed quickly, oddly thinking of Minato.

What would he say if she could see her on her knees in a bathroom that stank of piss and demon pussy juice, sucking down acrid urine from a cock longer than his own arm? Kushina wasn’t quite sure-in fact, it felt like every mouthful of Sakon’s piss-which actually tasted much better than she’d expected, even if it made her gag slightly at the scent and her eyes water-was washing away her past life and the memory of her recently dead but quickly forgotten husband.

Back in the main church room, the funeral was slowly winding down, with people moving on from being sad about Minato to simply trying to cherish his memory. In the back, Naruto saw between Tayuya and Anko, looking at his phone, which was receiving live streaming video from Sakon. Thanks to a Sound Barrier Jutsu Anko and Tayuya had put up, they could hear what was going on, but no one else around them could.

Naruto looked like he wanted to be sick, but he also kept squirming in his seat, unable to be comfortable for some nagging reason. His mom…drinking that bastard’s urine, straight from his cock…

Tayuya grinned as she looked at the screen.

“Stupid fox bitch.” In her pride she forgot to be afraid of the Nine Tails.

“Not just anyone can be Sakon’s toilet, not like me!” Realizing what she’d said, she closed her mouth abruptly, blushing in mixed shame and anger. Anko snickered.

“Oh, very true Tayuya. Nobody has as much piss-drinking experience and enthusiasm for being a toilet on legs as you.”

Naruto whimpered, hearing Tayuya defend herself. “Well it’s true-I’ve been sucking Sakon off since before most of you ever met him. I’ve bet I’ve swallowed his piss more times than you’ve fucked him, you thick bitch.”

The idea that being Sakon’s toilet was a badge of honor to these girls hit Naruto. They all talked about him like he was amazing, when he was just a smug stupid jerk. Even Hanabi, a girl who shouldn’t even be thinking about sex, spread her legs for him as fast as possible. He had to watch it, to hear about-he watched his own mom get fucked screaming by Sakon.

And he’d masturbated so much he’d nearly passed out while watching. Even Hinata, who Naruto had dreamt about losing his virginity to in a mutual display of their love, had done things for Sakon that most girls wouldn’t dream about doing with their soul mates. Since the very first day Sakon had showed up.

And yet, on that first day, Naruto himself had….had…

the teen forced himself not to think about, but Anko noticed. They all watched as, on-screen, Kushina gargled the last of Sakon’s piss in her mouth, looking very pleased with herself, playing with the nasty piss like it was a delicious drink.

Tayuya looked at Naruto’s bulge and teasingly poked it with one finger. He gasped at the unexpected touch while Tayuya laughed.

“Look at that-it’s like Baby’s First Boner. How cute. Don’t you think Anko?”

The thicker girl laughed, looking at Tayuya. “My finger’s probably bigger than that, fire-crotch. To say nothing of that Futa cock you love to swing around so much.”

“You’d love it too if you got a taste of big, stinky Cursed Form balls. Naruko sure did.”

On the other side of the isle, Amaru and Konohamaru were talking to Rin and Kakashi, both looking thrilled. Rin was wearing a simple, flowing purple gown, one that just barely showed the slight baby bump she had developed. What it showed far more obviously was her far-expanded tits and ass, which seemed to have swelled up nearly half again as big as before.

Amaru smiled, “You must be so happy, Kakashi-san. A baby on the way for you and your fiance.”

Kakashi rubbed Rin’s pregnant belly, his eyes flashing with something. “Oh yes, I’ve never been happier.”

Konohamaru piped in, a little confused. “But I thought I had heard Kakashi-sensei say you were going to get married first, then have a baby right away.”

Rin grinned. “Sometimes things just…come into your life that you don’t expect. But if Minato-sensei was here to see this, he would be so proud of Kakashi.” The couple laughed, in on some private joke.

In the bathroom, Kyuubi stared back up at Sakon, her eyes gleaming red. She had wanted to show the Uzumaki bitch how powerful she was. And yet Sakon treated her like a trough dug in mud for him to dump his bodily waste. Kyuubi wasn’t scared or intimidated by that-but she hadn’t expected there to be so much-she had nearly drowned on his piss. Her human form had failed her again-just like she hadn’t been able to resist Sakon tearing her virginity apart, she couldn’t resist getting her nostrils burned, eyes choked red and bloodshot by his piss, which she could still feel sloshing around in her stomach.

Still, Kyuubi wiggled her ass happily, while she and Kushina hotdogged his cock with their mouths, making sure to lick the spongy head clean of his piss. Then they shared a nasty, stinky piss flavored kiss, each licking the other clean of the dark yellow-brown, brackish liquid.

Kyuubi glared up at him. “You used me, the Nine Tails, as your toilet. You nearly choked me out with your piss, you arrogant whelp!”

For just a second, Sakon’s expression faltered, but it quickly passed as Kyuubi lowered her head somewhat, like a defeated beta acknowledging the pack leader.

“But you did make me orgasm from all that piss, so I won’t kill you. And I swear, one day mortal I will defeat you-just because you have a cock worthy of a demon does not mean you will be my mate forever.”

Sakon harrumphed and shook the rest of his piss off onto the two slut’s faces, still filming. They tried to look offended, but couldn’t hide how they smacked their lips together and eagerly gulped down even the smallest offering of his divine piss.

Sick of her prattling, Sakon took quick hold of Kyuubi’s head, jamming his cock down her throat again. He bounced his giant balls off against her chin, grinding the sweaty sack against her petite features, obscuring her wide-stretched mouth and her nose, her eyes barely visible behind his pubic hair.

Despite herself, Kyuubi’s pussy spasmed, depositing more juices on the floor as he quickly raped her gaping throat, violating her body past her tits, down into her stomach and warping her insides to hilt his dick. She looked like she wanted to bite his cock off, assuming she had enough strength left in her jaw for that, but instead she simply hmmmed, a deep low sound, massaging his prick with her inner body.

Sakon pulled out quickly, bringing up a large dollop of phglem, spit, his own pe-come, and what looked to be Kyuubi’s demonic stomach juices. With a huurgk sound she deposited the stuff out of her nearly broken mouth onto her tits, some of it splashing off the giant udders onto the floor.

Sakon looked to Kushina, who couldn’t hide how impressed she was with Sakon’s treatment of the dread Nine Tails. He spoke mocking to the demon, eyes still on Kushina’s body in that flattering dress.

“Stop being so greedy, demon-you’re here as a guest. I came here to help comfort the grieving widow.”

Kyuubi’s eyes flashed with jealousy, bracing herself on the floor with both hands, still hacking up piss.

Kushina stood, smiling sweetly at Sakon. “You’re so impressive, Sakon-sama. You did what my husband was not capable of-you defeated the nine tails. And though his failure left me a widow, you are here to ease my suffering. You are the best son a mother could ask for.”

Kushina turned, placing her body against one of the walls of the bathroom stall, reaching behind her to open the covering on her dress. The back seen fell away, exposing her stocking-covered thighs as well as her bare ass and pussy. She also removed some of the extraneous bits about her arms and chest, turning a form-flattering, yet modest funeral gown into a slutty, black dress that was also, obviously a wedding gown.

Bending over, Kushina smiled inwardly, knowing Sakon loved her ass best of all. Kyuubi glared-she supposed it was a big enough ass, though she thought it too fat and unseemly, her own was much firmer and more attractive. Was Sakon really going to ignore her? Just for this stupid milf who couldn’t contain the nine tails, or protect her husband and child?

Sakon stroked his cock openly, stepping out of his pants and letting his junk sway powerfully. Acting on sheer instinct, Kyuubi’s tails raised, so as to give that massive cock easy access to her ass. Yet Sakon seemed completely focused on Kushina, who was humping backwards against the air, desperate to bring her giant booty in contact with that cock.

Sakon leaned against Kushina, who cooed as his cock pressed between her fat, squeezing asscheeks. In the piss-stenched church bathroom stall, he whispered to her softly. “I’ve owned you since the first minute you laid eyes on my dick, you MILF sow. But now that that limp-dick Minato is gone, I’m going to make it official. I’m going to fuck you like a cheating whore like you deserves, at your husband’s funeral. If you’re not careful, there’ll be another funeral in your family very soon.”

Kyuubi crawled forward, hands and knees moving like the animal she was as she licked eagerly at Sakon’s balls. Kushina tried to wave him off.

“No, I don’t…I mean, not like this. Just, maybe we get back to your house, Sakon-sama, I mean my house, I…I mean our house,’ Kushina babbled. She wanted that dick so bad, but she knew she shouldn’t.

Kyuubi was being turned on more than ever, and she knew it wasn’t cause of the dumb redhead whore. It was because this hung mortal actually had the balls to ignore her, when other women cowered in fear of her and most men would cream their pants just to see her like this, in a stained, straining bikini, sniffing and licking at their balls on all fours.

Sakon turned around,and Kyuubi dared to hope he might ignore the MILF and give her that cock. And he did. Just not in the manner she was expecting.

Holding his dick firmly, Sakon slapped Kyuubi across the face with his cock, the whap echoing in the large bathroom. He hit her again and again, the turgid member slamming against her face like a lead pipe. It didn’t hurt her, not really-she was still the Nine Tails, but it stung.

Kushina moaned low into the stall. “Oh you great big stud! Beating that demon bitch like an abusive boyfriend. Oh you’re so nasty, I, I…love it!”

Sakon hit Kyuubi again, the sheer force of it knocking her off her hands to sprawl on her face, features of otherworldly beauty landing in a pile of her own snot and regurgitated piss.

“I don’t need the toilet right now, stupid.” Sakon said matter of factly.

In the church, the trio watched as Kyuubi’s body shook, her face pressed down into the tile as if a boot was grinding her there, her glorious rump raised high to the sky. The camera lay nearby where Sakon had discarded it, and Kyuubi’s hands knocked it about, offering a close up view of her own cunt and Sakon and Kushina beyond as the teen got ready to fuck the MILF braindead.

Unknown to the couple, Kyuubi orgasmed, her face losing all sense of nobility or even fearsomeness, instead her eyes crossed and her tongue stuck out to her piss-sticky chin, cheeks a dark red as she orgasmed like a stupid garbage pail prostitute. The three mortals took great pleasure in watching the sick scene unfold, and Naruto was afraid he was going to shoot his thimble-full of jizz any moment, here at his father’s funeral.

Kushina groaned, arching her fat ass up and grinding against Sakon’s dick. “Go on then big boy. With Minato gone, there’s no one to stop you. Take me, you stud! Make me youuurs!”

She cut off into a screech as Sakon shoved foot after foot of cock inside her dripping pussy. Even with how many times they’d fucked before, and with how wet Kushina was, Sakon’s cock had to break her open all over again, forcing her vaginal walls to expand like a child grabbing a rubber band and pulling until it was taut.

“OOhh, unggh, aahhh!” Kushina’s voice was low and guttural-she sounded like a woman being murdered. With how loud she was, it was quite possible anyone near the bathroom could hear her. At this rate, the whole gathering would hear her full-throated screams. Her tits, pushed up in a painfully restricting bra that was far more elegant and sexual than anything she’d worn for her husband, making her impressive bust look even bigger, smashed against the wall of the bathroom stall, nipples grinding through cloth against the rough material.

Her head shook as Sakon muttered into her ear, claiming that if she was a good girl, she’d get to sleep in “his” bed tonight. This was sooo wrong, and Kushina loved it so much she thought she would black out in pleasure right that moment.

“Oh yes, Sakon, take your puh-priiize!” Kushina groaned, reduced to Sakon’s sexual plaything-again. Her loving, devoted husband had lost any right to her even before he had died, and now she belonged, heart and soul, to Sakon-he’d taken her like a trophy, winning on account of sheer manliness.

Sakon didn’t waste any time prepping Kushina, or building up a pace. He humped into her, grunting and sweating from the effort. His hips crashed into her fat ass again and again, loud, rough, almost violent sex. The camera caught every lewd, perverted motion as Kushina’s ass took on a red raw appearance, her little moans in time with Sakon’s pounding thrusts.

Whap. Whap. Whap.

Kushina knew she shouldn’t like his rough treatment, his casual misogyny, and how mean he was to her poor daughter, but she couldn’t help. She loved all of that mean, borderline evil behavior. Her eyelids fluttered and her throat let out a high, almost birdlike sigh as her heart sang out with twisted joy.

This was brutal sex, even by the standards Kushina had come to expect from Sakon. There was a constant pummeling sensation against her ass as he crashed into her, and he soon had her arms wrenched back, shoulders almost pulled from their sockets. Her face went to one side, cheek pressed against the wall as Kyuubi recorded every moment of her helpless from behind fuck, getting railed standing up like a cheap whore.

The scent of Sakon’s piss filled the room, and it leaked from Kushina’s open, drooling mouth-every time she moaned and panted, she could feel the hot piss-scent burning against her nostrils, her mouth heavy and rank with his scent. Her ass clapped against his body as he ravaged her pussy, cockhead scraping against her walls and smashing against the back of her womb, dick-punching straight to her core.

Kushina grunted as Sakon shifted, smushing her bra-clad tits against the stall, bruising and almost tearing the soft cloth. It had taken just days for her to spread her legs for this stud, to be his at his simplest command. How could she possibly resist him now? Or ever again.

To herself mostly, but it was clearly picked up by the camera’s mike and transmitted to Naruto and the others, Kyuubi muttered, “What a slut.”

Whap. Whap. Whap.

The big-booty milf twisted at the waist, her orgasm beginning to approach and take over her entire body. Her neck shot straight, mashing her cheek further against the stall as her legs kicked uselessly at the floor. She tried to look at Sakon, her eyes peeking over her shoulder at the boy who was staring at her ass, unconcerned with anything else as he broke her pussy open. Her entire body was shaking, ass rippling, tits bouncing as the impact of his thrusts shook through her like an earthquake.

Sakon bent her body, keeping her ass up but face smashed against the stall, her head bouncing roughly against it as his thrusts transformed her into a brainless bobbleheaded fuck doll. Sakon smiled and squeezed her tits, muttering something about them being “not as big as the toilet’s, but still firm.”

“Oh, Sakon” She yelled, getting louder and louder, anguished shouts and cries filling in the bathroom.

“Your cock is just toooo big! Please, ah, if you keep thrusting…ugh, so harrrd!” She broke off, babbling in moans and trembling sighs and high pitched yips of ecstasy.

Out in the funeral hall, people began to mutter to themselvs-they could hear strange moans, echoing throughout the church. No doubt the grief of poor, poor Kushina.

Tayuya smirked, hearing the stupid Konoha bitch in front of her whine about “the poor dear” and actually sniffle in sympathy. If that house cow knew what Kushina was going through she’d scream in fear.

Whap!Whap!Whap!

Then they all heard a shout of “Kuh-commming!” echo throughout the church, with the girls and Naruto watching Kushina’s shameful, body-wrenching orgasm play out in real time. The rest of the church guests just waved off the strange cry-“Maybe one day she’s coming to see Minato again?” Some moron naively offered.

Kushina’s breath slowed a bit, body slumping against the grey plastic of the stall. Her pussy juices ran down Sakon’s shaft and her cheeks glowed rosy red in the aftermath of her orgasm.

A harsh smack drew her out of her reverie, as Sakon savagely spanked her fat ass. He hit her again and again, drying shocked, pained cried from her throat.

“Hey, fat ass-I didn’t say stop. Do you think I shoved my cock in you so you could get off?” He smacked her again, and in the church Anko tittered. “Look at how that fat ass shakes! Its like its full of jelly!” Naruto blushed so hard he thought he might swoon.

Leaning down, Sakon grabbed Kushina by the calf and jerked her leg up, forcing her to do a standard split, ankle up next to her head as he shoved her hard against the wall. His cock dug deep-bulging out her stomach so hard Kushina glanced down and had a strange mental flashback to when she had been fully pregnant, just about to give birth to Naruto. That thought made her desperate for Sakon to come inside her-so that she might get to be pregnant again.

Kyuubi merely laughed at the new embarrassing position Kushina was in, Sakon contorting her to his pleasure while he fucked her rotten. “That’s right, Sakon-san. Bend that bitch like a pretzel. Break her in two!”

“Please, Sakon-sama,” Kushina begged. “Fuck me huh-harder! Faster! I need it!”

Sakon was happy to oblige, the slapping of their bodies together becoming a neverending chorus-to Kyuubi and those watching on the camera, his hips seemed to blur, at once smacking off Kushina’s ass and then crashing back into her. Her eyes rolled around, unseeing in her skull as Sakon grunted like an animal.

“Minato, I’m sooorrry!”

Again, out in the hall the guests heard. They weren’t sure what Kushina might have to be sorry about, but then she was going through a lot. Choked as her words were, they didn’t hear the next bit.

“I’m sorry, but your wife has been claimed by a-oh fuck!-a stud! I’m sorry your penis was so small, compared to Sakon you were like a limp-dick child! His cock’s the size of your arm and he fucks me so good!” She was coming over and over in this formerly pristine bathroom, while yards away people remembered that Minato may have been gone but he was survived by a proud son and a loving, doting wife.

The sound of jingling and scraping came to Kushina’s ears, and she looked down. On her bra, tucked between the cups like she wore it on all her bras, was her hairpin. The one Sakon had made her hold her torn top together in the kitchen he’d first fucked her tits and split her clothes inside with the sheer weight of his dick.

Whap!Whap!Whap!

Now he had split her marriage in two, and her life as well-there had been her time before meeting Sakon, which seemed like a bland, colorless dream. And now there was her time after meeting her new teenage love, a glorious, if sometimes painful rollercoaster of passion and raw dripping sex.

“Duh-don’t worry, sweet Minato!” She shouted, completely lost in her own fucked-stupid world while Kyuubi and Sakon merely enjoyed her body.

“Sakon is such a goood boy. He’ll take good care of me in my grief, and I’ll, oh gaww!”

With a throaty, jagged cry, Kushina’s eyes rolled back and her legs turned to jelly-if Sakon hadn’t been practically holding her upright and sandwiching her against the wall, she’d have collapsed. Her pussy and womb squeezed him tight as she squirted, a sudden gushing flow that soon joined Sakon’s piss mingling on the floor tiles.

The worst part-to Kyuubi, the best part-was that Kushina actually seemed to mean it. That her husband’s death was sad, like someone stubbing their toe, but that life with Sakon to “comfort” her made it all worthwhile, and Minato really would have no complaints in the afterlife, anyway. The demon fox simply hoped that Sakon would really lose control on the MILF and fuck her dead, send her to see that husband of hers.

Of course, someone else might be heading that way first if she got her way.

Sakon shifted, widening his stance so that he could thrust even faster into the milf, hips thundering against her huge milky ass. Sweat was dripping down both their bodies as Kushina brought her hands up, bending forward-head dropping down, ass popping up. With every hard, solid thrust, her ass rippled and shook, forcing pained nonstop groans from her mouth. Sakon was treating her like a bathroom fuck-pig and she loved it.

Sakon slapped her ass with one hand, keeping a firm grip on her thick, MILFy hips. She yelped from each spanking, mind rapidly disintegrating.

“Oh yes, spank my fat ass! Hit me harder you teenage cock-monster! Punish this MILFy slut for betraying her husband!” She came again, memories of Minato literally being burned out of her mind as the sick pleasure and orgasms she had caused her dumb braincells to die off, drool running down her chin.

Inside the church, people could hardly hear one another talking, discussions of Minato drowned out by constant shouting, screaming, and shrieks that sounded terribly pained.

Rin looked to her fiance and, her face wearing a strange expression.

“That…poor woman.” She said, fully aware of what was going on and more than a little jealous. Kakashi felt the same way.

Naruto made a soft noise, a whimpered gasp-the camera was catching Kushina’s face now, inches away. Sakon yanked her up by the hair, revealing her sweaty, flushed face, covered in a mask of cock-crazed madness. The sounds of Sakon pounding her formerly tight twat were clear as a bell to all those watching while she shrieked and groaned in ecstasy.

They all had a front-pew seat to the utter breaking and conquest of Kushina Uzumaki.

Naruto could only listen, despite wanting to close his ears, or his eyes as Tayuya spoke.

“Shit, that bastard really knows how to fuck. Even if he does smell like shit.” Her nose twitched and her stockings began to shine with the juices running from her pussy-obviously her body felt differently about Sakon’s odor than she did.

Anko nodded eagerly .”Oh yes, with a cock like that he could almost kill Uzumaki-kun.” She licked her lips like an animal, clearly turned on by the combination of dirty sex and brutal, inside-rearranging injuries.

As much as Naruto wanted to ignore it, he couldn’t help to notice the girls as they spread their legs. Anko’s pussy was on full display, pantie-less under her mesh body stocking, and Tayuya was wearing a tiny red bikini that barely covered her puffy, leaking cunt lips. They sounded as is Sakon was the most impressive man they’d ever seen-and Naruto had to admit they might have been right.

Kushina looked like nothing else but a perverted bastard’s imagined version of her, hair a mess, face sweaty and flushed, eyes wide and manic, tongue bouncing out of her mouth. Sakon grit his teeth and thrust deep inside her, so hard that Kushina’s mind temporarily went black, seeing the tiny bathroom stall in shades of black and white. Her body hung on his cock like a fish impaled on a fish, limbs flapping and twitching in the throes of orgasm after orgasm. There were audible, filthy sounds as Sakon came deep inside her, filling her belly up with think, scalding, foul-smelling ropes of sperm. He simply growled and squeezed her tits so hard Kushina was sure to have bruises, dumping gallon after gallon of jizz inside her broken-open widow’s cunt.

Kyuubi, jealous yet impressed, bared her teeth and laughed cruelly. “Looks like you finally traded up, Kushina-after years of being married to a worthless limp-dick pussy!”

Through the camera, it was as if Naruto was looking directly into his mother’s fuck-crazed eyes, and he could almost see stars dancing there, her love for Sakon obvious to all.

Tayuya seeing an opportunity for her idea of fun, leaned way over, her tits brushing against Naruto’s chest as she slowly raised her hand. With a cruel smirk and a sudden, snake-like strike, the Sound girl jammed her finger against Naruto’s small but prominent bulge. That sudden electric touch, along with the humiliation of seeing his own mother getting railed by Sakon, caused Naruto to stiffen up against the back of the pew, eye closing. His legs shook as he came, shooting tiny splats of come against the inside of his mother’s used and abused panties.

With the reflexes of vermin-hunting birds, both Tayuya and Anko noticed Naruto’s abrupt orgasm-Tayuya’s nostrils flared and Anko’s eyes flashed.

“How pathetic!” Anko laughed. Naruto wanted to deny what had happened, but could only wallow in his own orgasm, small cock still jittering and shooting out tiny amounts of white watery jizz.

Tayuya smiled cruelly. “You know, coming at the sight of your own mother getting fucked, that would be bad enough. But that’s not even what did it-you’re not so hard cause of her, or even me and the thick bitch here.”

Anko stuck her tongue out in faux-anger at Tayuya before picking up her thought. “She’s right-you were more focused on watching Sakon, who treats you like shit, fuck your mom with that great big cock, and it made you blow your tiny little load. What a loser!”

Tayuya didn’t pay too much attention to Naruto’s humiliating situation, comical as it was, as she was simply too aroused watching Sakon plow the fat-ass milf. Her eyes alighted on the piss and fuck-juices that had splattered onto that floor, and she was muttering.

“Lucky sluts, with that selfish bastard.” She sounded sincerely bothered that Sakon wasn’t fucking her in a bathroom and using her like a toilet, rotting her mind away with his stench. Anko simply stared at Kushina, smiling with good-natured envy.

“Oh Kushina-chan. What would Minato say? If only he had known how to please a woman…”

Naruto couldn’t help but watch as well, his arousal overpowering his guilt. The aftershocks of his pathetic orgasm had his legs twitching aimlessly, mind aflame with lust. Tayuya piped up, voice arrogant and rich.

“What’s the matter, Naruko? Want to change your panties?” Anko laughed at this, placing her hand over her mouth and tittering at the pathetic Uzumaki child.

However, all three of them focused on the camera, as Kushina slowly turned her eyes to face it directly, Kyuubi mocking her from behind the screen calling her a “worthless mortal” and a “weakling comeslut”. Slowly, with glassy eyed, Kushina spoke.

“Na-Naruto? Are you watching this? I’m very disappointed, sweety.” She sounded like she’d expected him to make a mistake like this, and wasn’t all that bothered by it. But still somehow firm, despite having just been used as a piss-bucket and come-rag on camera.

Kushina was able to keep standing, even as Sakon pulled out of her, leaving her so empty-despite the spunk splashing in her womb, filling her up and sloshing about with her slightest motion. Slowly she gathered herself, leaning back against Sakon. She cooed at him as Kyuubi reached out to fold her Kushina’s skirt down-not really wanting to help the other woman, but sick of looking at her ass and used pussy-believing it should have been that got fucked in the first place.

Fixing the removable back of her dress in place, Kushina looked like a grieving widow again-she ever had soft tear-tracks down her face, though of course they were tears of joy, forced from her body in sick orgasmic delight. The camera clicked off as Kyuubi moved to embrace Sakon, a dark smile on her face.

“I hope you can fuck harder than that, Sakon-san. You might be able to break this bitch’s cunt wide open, but the Nine Tails is made of stronger stuff.”

Sakon smirked. “I think I have something in mind for you, Kyuubi.”

She flushed at his use of her name, almost managing to look sweet for a second. “Good, because I have a little present of my own for you. You’ll just love it to pieces.”

A while later, the funeral was coming to a close (“About damn time” huffed Tayuya) and the guests went home, none the wiser about how Minato had truly died.

Sakon was alone, heading out into one of the church halls to find Naruto with his “girlfriend”, Hinata. They busty Hyuga was talking softly to Naruto, rubbing his arm consolingly.

“I’m so sorry about your father Naruto,” She said, eyes shining with sincerity. Hinata gave Naruto a small kiss on the cheek-and then froze.

Hinats turned, drawing Naruto’s attention as she had apparently noticed something. She shifted her body slightly, standing taller in her heels, her simple but tight black dress drawing snug around her full curves. She tugged slightly at her zipper, which started just under neck and went nearly the whole length of her dress, revealing a relatively small “window” of cleavage-but of course, for Hinata relatively small meant an eyeful for anyone cared to look, and Hinata was desperately hoping Sakon would take that care.

Sakon strolled up to them casually, confidentally, running a hand across his lapel.

“Hello, big tits!” Hinata blushed furiously, and Naruto looked down at his feet.

“Huh-hi, Sakon-sama!” Hinata responded, smiling broadly. Her entire demeanor changed, becoming bright, cheery, and slightly servile, a marked difference from how she acted around Naruto. Naruto, much to his chagrin, felt himself growing slightly aroused again.

“Oh, Sakon-sama, you should come to my family’s home when this is finished, i-if you like.” Hinata was eager for Sakon’s approval, as usual.

“I can comfort you after these…hard times. Just you and me.” For just a second, a flash of anger, jealousy, and possessiveness flashed across Hinata’s face, tinged with a bit of fear. No doubt she was recalling that she wasn’t the only woman in the Hyuga household who’d want to “comfort” Sakon all through the night.

Naruto was all but forgotten by the pair as Hinata stepped forward, hands clasped in front of her. Naruto said nothing as Sakon reached out and impatiently yanked at Hinata’s zipper, exposing her breasts almost entirely, the huge, beautiful pale orbs half covered by her dress as Sakon trailed the zipper down to just above her belly button.

“No bra, huh big tits?” Sakon noted, running a finger slowly and thoughtlessly between the soft line of her titflesh, the massive jugs pushed together inside the tight black dress.

Hinata stuttered, face going even redder. “Um, yes Sakon-sama. If you want, I can even remove the dress when we go home-I’ll make my bed up for you, and you can relax while I prepare food for you in just my-” She stammered again, covering her mouth briefly with one pale hand.

“In just my pa-panties.” She finished shyly. Naruto wanted to object, but the thought of Hinata prancing around like some sex maid for him was very distratcing.

And then he thought about how Sakon might like her to act that way for him. The blonde girl prancing around in pigtails-Naruto awkwardly shuffled his feet as he felt his penis hardening, popping a small barely noticeable bulge in his oversized pants.

Hinata spared him a glance, eyes imploring. If she noticed his bulge she didn’t comment on it-but then with her Byakugan and knowing Naruto so well, how could she not?

“Don’t you think that’s a good idea, Naruto-kun? Sakon does need cheering up!” Nobody pointed out that it was Naruto’s father who had died less than a week ago. To punctuate her words Hinata reached out and brushed her fingers against Sakon’s hand.

Sakon’s fingers tightened around her waist and Hinata had time to let out a little “Neh?” before he pulled her to him, mouths meeting in a short but deep kiss. Hinata’s eyes closed and she seemed to sink against him, blushing prettily. Hinata simply opened her mouth, letting Sakon pillage it with his tongue, cooing against him.

Sakon’s hands squeezed Hinata’s big plump ass, causing her flesh to deform , dress strained to the max to hold back all that ass meat. She cooed and leaned against him further, arms loosely dangled about his neck as she romantically lifted one leg up into the air. Naruto looked like he was three seconds from dipping his hand inside his pants and beating his meat.

“Naruto,” A voice called, somewhat stern. The tone softened somewhat, and almost stuttered. “Sakon-sam-eh, Sakon.”

Naruto looked, while Sakon simply flicked his eyes over Hinata’s shoulder. It was the Hokage, arms folded across her body-some might have thought she was trying to look serious and imposing, but Sakon knew the old crone was just pushing her tits up to remind him of their impossible size-even larger than Hinata’s.

“Sakon, the funeral is almost over.” Sakon finally broke the kiss, leaving Hinata looking slightly disappointed. She leaned in for another as Sakon ignored her, responding rudely to Tsunade.

“Alright then, Hoe-kage. I suppose it was almost time-I was getting bored waiting for the private party to start.”

Hinata looked disappointed again. “Oh I suppose I should go then.”

Naruto piped up, his voice somewhat hollow. “See you later, Hinata-chan.”

He held his arms out for, but Hinata simply leaned in and gave him a quick, sweet, slightly audible peck on the cheek.

“Goodbye Naruto-chan.” She said absently. She looked back to Sakon, blushing again, eyes lidded with joy and a slight blush on her cheeks.

“Farewell, Sakon-sama. I hope to see you again soon, so we can have some…alone time together. I’d, uh, hate to bother you while you’re busy with others.” She turned her head, ass almost bouncing as she walked away quickly, still able to taste Sakon’s mouth on hers and feeling weak in the knees.

Tsunade barely paid Hinata any attention as she passed, not wanting to admit the slight jealousy she felt for the chesty girl, still in the flower of her youth.

She regarded Sakon, acting as if she was just delivering a casual report. “The doors are all closed and locked, and most of the guests have left, except for a few. I made sure everyone knew not to question it.”

Tsunade sounded stern and in charge, but placing her hands on her hips and leaning forward only showed off what she was really after-Sakon’s approval (barely) and his sexual attention (desperately).

“Good job, you fat-uddered hag.” Sakon said, striding up to the strongest woman in the world and wrapping his arm around her waist. Naruto was shocked to see Tsunade turn red, bringing a hand up to her face as she looked away.

“Tch, Sakon-sama…” She said, trying to sound reproachful and failing completely. She made no move to stop him and barely had the sense to look embarassed as Sakon groped one of her tits slowly, the massive orb far larger than he could ever hope to hold with just one, or even two, palms.

“I’m glad you’ve learned to be such an obedient old cow.” He smirked, as the trio moved into the main room of the church. Naruto blushed at what he saw while Sakon just smirked. Tsunade tried to look impassive.

Most of Sakon’s girls were gathered there, many in various states of undress, idly chatting amonst themselves. When Sakon entered, they all turned and were quiet, gazing at him with differing expressions of lust on their face.

Tsunade was also staring at Sakon, turning her face to look at him, her body melting against his slightly, very glad and proud to be the one on his arm. Despite her outward composure, and the fact that all the women present recognized her as the leader of the village-well, up until recently-she kept making little motions that gave her arousal away. Licking her plump lips, even leaning over to lick along Sakon’s cheek and jawline. Her thick thighs kept rubbing together, and over her typical strict demeanor was the scent of her leaking, eager pussy.

Tsunade kept licking at Sakon, almost idly but with an undercurrent of hunger. She moved from his jawline to his neck and was moments away from kissing and sucking when Tayuya stepped up. Another fat-titted bitch, Tsunade thought, and so short she barely looked enough to suck a cock, let alone one as wonderful as Sakon-sama’s. Clearly Tayuya was proud of her appearance too, and she flagrantly unbuttoned some of her coat’s buttons to expose her tits, smushing together around her tie. She even posed on such a way that her skirt hiked up, showing off her ass and thick creamy thighs. Now that they were all together, the girls were only too happy to show off for Sakon, and to compete against each other openly.

Tayuya sneered at Tsunade, before softening her expression-a little-to look at Sakon. “Bitch-boy’s wife is on the way.” She said, disdain on her tongue.

Anko walked up also, her coat parted displaying her nipples pressing against her mesh top. Her skirt barely covered her shelf-like ass as she stared openly at Sakon’s crotch. His pants were tented obscenely, barely able to resist tearing apart. “Are you going to take your pants off, stud? Or just make our little girl brains turn to mush drooling over that big fucking bulge?”

Several of the other girls piped up, some calling for him to take his pants off, others admitting he could fuck them brainless. Others just stared, mouths and legs hanging open. This man treated them all like so much cattle, prized pets to be taken out and fucked rotten and then tossed aside like a worn shirt. And they were all too happy to be his little bimbo cheerleaders.

Tsunade took a break from licking on Sakon’s neck to moan hot air into his ear. “You’re such a little brat. Treating women like nothing but brainless holes for you to jizz in. Like we’re all just housewife-whores.”

She lost the tone of slight reproach. A blush spread across the Legendary Sucker’s cheeks. “I can’t believe how many women you’ve fucked, how completely you’ve taken control of them-owned them. I’m very proud, so-Sakon Sama.” She stuttered embarassed again while Sakon flashed her a knowing smile.