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Hinata watched the ninja with an eager eye. She watched them as they stretched, sparred, and meditated, observed as they ran up the trunks of the trees, and followed them as they performed acrobatic flips in the air. The physical feats they could pull off were nothing short of awe-inspiring, and the young girl hoped to one day pull them off too when she became as big as they were. But it wasn’t just the shinobi’s regular training that had her rapt attention today. It was the ninjutsu they were capable of performing. More specifically, it was a specific ninjutsu they were capable of performing, one that she had seen a couple of these ninja do before in the past. And she was waiting with bated breath for them to move on from these exercises and get to the ninjutsu already.

At last, the three ninja stood still. They all turned to face one another, nodded, and stood in a row. Hinata seized her pen and notepad immediately. This was it! This was when they would do the ninjutsu. They performed the seals with their hands and Hinata wrote them all down. Surely, this would be the moment when she would finally learn…

A jet of flame shot out of their mouths. If Hinata knew any curse words, she would have definitely sworn up a storm. But she didn’t, so she settled for an irritated “Darn,” and crossed the seals off in her notebook. That was not the jutsu she was looking for.

The ninja did another jutsu. This time, they let out what looked and felt like some kind of a pulse in the air. It was strong, enough to knock Hinata down, even from the safe distance she was watching them from. Heck, it was strong enough to knock two of the training shinobi off their feet. Only one of them was still standing when it was done. It was an impressive jutsu…but it was also not the one she wanted.

“Come on, do the jutsu already. The jutsu!” she grumbled, crossing out the latest seals recorded in her notebook. What was taking them so long? Why weren’t they doing it already? Didn’t they know she was watching? Didn’t they know who she was? She was Hinata, heiress to the main house of Hyuga Clan. That made her a princess, which meant they had to do what she wanted! Right? So why weren’t they doing the ninjutsu she had seen them do the other day? They did it plenty of times then. Were they deliberately hiding it from her now that she had brought a notepad, ensuring she couldn’t learn how to do it herself? How dare they! If only her father knew what they were…

Two of the ninja lined up and the third one, who was taller, older, and presumably the mentor faced one of them. When it looked like he had his student’s full attention, he proceeded to form another series of hand seals. Hinata’s lavender eyes lit up and in an instant, she was scribbling every seal she could see. Was this it? Was this the ninjutsu she had been waiting for? It had to be; the last time these ninjas performed it, they had done it in this exact kind of way.

There was a flash of light and when it faded, an aura of chakra was now surrounding both the mentor and the student he had been addressing. Hurrah! This was exactly what Hinata had been waiting for. Nodding with satisfaction, the tall ninja bent his legs, leapt up onto the trunk of one of the trees, clung to it…and the student followed after him. He did not leap like his teacher had; it was more like he was pulled along with him, as if he and his teacher were tied together on opposite ends of a rubber band. Once he made contact with the tree, his mentor jumped to a tree opposite it, then back to the original tree, and then to the opposite one again, ascending higher with every leap. And the student followed after him. They did this until they were both perched upon a branch high up in the forest’s canopy, and that prompted the senior ninja to leap onto a branch of another tree far off in the distance. He flew through the air, gracefully soaring like a bird, and his student followed right behind him. Not anywhere near as gracefully though; the poor youth was flailing his limbs around in a mad panic. On his own, it was unlikely he could pull off a jump like his teacher had. But the ninjutsu performed ensured that he would always go where his partner went regardless of his skill level. The ninjutsu connected them, held them together, made sure that no force in the world could ever break them apart.

And that was exactly what Hinata wanted to learn!

She stuck around long enough to watch the ninja return to their original position and for the mentor to demonstrate the jutsu to his other student. She had to make sure she had written down the correct sequence of hand seals after all. When she saw that she had, Hinata took off immediately, completely satisfied and not a moment too soon! It was a good thing those ninja finally did it because Hinata was this close to telling her father to behead them as punishment for not doing what she wanted them to. But they had and for that reason, she would spare them…for now.

***

“Naruko! Naruko! I learned a new jutsu! I learned a new jutsu!”

Naruko perked up as she saw Hinata come scampering hher way, waving a notepad excitedly in her hand. “You learned what?” the little blond girl asked.

“A new jutsu! A new jutsu!” Hinata panted energetically. “Something that’ll keep us together all the time. Not even our parents will split us up!”

“Really?” said Naruko.

“Really!”

“Then let’s do it then!”

“Give me some chakra first,” said Hinata, “and then I’ll do the signs.”

Naruko nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped her hands together, and started to meditate. Within seconds, a soft clue aura of chakra started to emanate from her form and pour directly into Hinata. It was a little trick they had learned not so long ago. The blonde was not yet able to perform any ninjutsu, but she was more than capable of unleashing her chakra. Neither she nor Hinata had any idea how she was able to do it, she just could with a little concentration, likely no doubt helped by the abundant amounts of the energy coursing through her coils which Hinata understood was actually close to a lot of adults. And with a little additional focus, Naruko could functionally give that chakra to other people, provided they were willing to accept it. Which Hinata was. And with that chakra and her knowledge of molding it and forming hand seals, she could cast ninjutsu despite her young age.

And now I’m going to do the greatest ninjutsu ever! When this is done, no one will be able to stop Naruko and me from playing together. They won’t because we’ll literally always be together, all the time, everyday, forever!

Of course, Hinata knew this ninjutsu was by itself only temporary. The ninja who used it could only keep it up for a few minutes at most. However, Hinata had read a little trick with ninjutsu a while ago. If one were to intersperse a rapid succession of Dragon-Tiger-Rabbit hand seals in between the regular ones of any given jutsu, it would not change or disrupt the jutsu, but increase its effects. And Hinata figured that if she threw in the Dragon-Tiger-Rabbit sequence between every seal in the jutsu, it would render its effects permanent just like she wanted, right?

Right. It will work! Naruko and I will be together forever, she thought as she started to form the seals.

Rooster, Dragon-Tiger-Rabbit, Mouse, Dragon-Tiger-Rabbit, Monkey, Dragon-Tiger-Rabbit, Boar, Dragon-Tiger-Rabbit…

The aura of chakra was brightening around both Hinata and Naruto. It was working! It was working! They were being bound together! Just a few more signs and sequences, and the jutsu would be complete.

Rabbit, Dragon-Tiger-Rabbit, Rooster, Dragon-Tiger-Rabbit, Ox, Dragon-Tiger-Rabbit, Dragon, Dragon-Tiger —

“Naruko? Hinata-chan? What are you two doing?” called out a familiar feminine voice.

A flash of red spilled before Hinata before the cheeky, grinning, upside-down face of Naruko’s mother, Kushina, overtook all of Hinata’s vision.

“Hah?!” Hinata gasped, jumping back in fright from the sudden intrusion, but not before she formed the final Rabbit sign with her fingers.

“Silly, you know that’s no way to play patty—”

“No, Uzuma—STOP!” Hinata cried, panic seizing up her chest. But it was too late. The ninjutsu was completed.

There was a flash. White light flooded Hinata’s vision and heat way hotter than a pot of boiling tea on a summer day filled her up. It seemed to enter into every orifice, no, every pore in her body, so rapidly and so largely that she felt like she would burst. So she clasped her hands together, prepared to say her goodbyes to her best friend Naruko, and use her last words to curse Kushina for screwing up her ninjutsu. But before she could so much as think another word, the light blinked away, the heat left her, and Hinata was thrown back into the real world, laying upon her stomach on the ground with Kushina nowhere in sight and Naruko gaping at her in total surprise.

“Naruko?” she asked. “What’s going on? Why are you looking at me like…that?”

“Your…your belly,” she said, pointing at her, though Hinata already realized something was terribly wrong. Because though she was lying on her stomach and feeling the grass flatten under her form and against her bare skin, she was looking down at Naruko from a great height.

“My…belly?” she whispered and looked down. And indeed, she saw it: a massive pale orb bigger than the rest of her was now lying underneath her, and she was lying atop it like it was a massive cushion. But it wasn’t a cushion. It was her stomach! A literal part of her body! Somehow, it had ballooned to a size so large that the rest of her could fit neatly inside it. “What…what happened to me? Naruko? And…and where’s Uzumaki-saAHHHH!”

Hinata felt something underneath her move. She felt something inside of her move. Right now, it seemed like it was simply shifting and sliding around, like someone who was asleep but just about ready to wake up. And then, the movement within her intensified, pushing and prodding at her insides with all the aggressive vigor of an animal caught in a trap. A feeling of panic came over the little girl, but she had a distinct impression that it wasn’t her panic she was feeling, but…someone else’s. And as she took another glance down, she realized she could see bumps rising and falling all within the swollen orb of her stomach, as if someone was in there and trying to get out.

“What is…?” Hinata trailed off when she noticed Kushina’s clothes lying in a pile to the side, as if the red-headed woman had just taken them off to run around nakey. But the adult was nowhere to be found. And before Hinata could wonder just where Kushina had gone to and what had compelled her to get nakey, she saw a couple of handprints suddenly appear on her stomach, followed by an impression of what looked like a humanoid face bulging out of her skin.

Naruko scooted to the Hyuga girl immediately. “Mom?!”

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Hinata stared in awe as her stomach shrank smaller and smaller. The massive dome that felt like it had been with her all her life was finally disappearing and for the first time in years, she was finally going to get to look and live like a normal person. Kushina, of course, wasn’t taking to it too well. The woman was kicking up a storm inside the blunette’s uterus and pushing her arms outward to keep the fleshy walls of her already cramped prison from closing even further in on her. The imprints of her trembling hands were clear as day on Hinata’s stomach. But it was no use. The redhead had no control or say in the size, state, or shape of her home, and soon enough, the walls shut tight and the globe disappeared completely into Hinata’s stomach. The Uterus Compression Jutsu was complete.

“It worked! It worked! It actually really worked!” Hinata cheered, jumping up and down for joy. Oh, it felt so good just to be able to jump without feeling her gut bounce around or smack her in the face. So liberating and free. Of course, Kushina was still inside of her; even in her compressed state, she could feel the redhead twitching around and rubbing her uterine walls as she tried to adjust to her new situation (and Hinata noticed that her movements felt…really good actually, possibly better than when she was at full size). But this was the next best thing she could hope for. She could now enjoy all the perks of being pregnant with Kushina and suffer none of the drawbacks.

“And you tell me that this is permanent?” she said, turning gleefully toward Tsunade.

The medic-nin nodded. “It should be. That seal on your stomach is a powerful one, straight from the Uzumaki clan’s archives. Nothing will break or undo its effects. You are, from this point on, free to make your stomach as large or as small as you desire.”

As large or as small as she desired. This was getting better already! With a big, jiggling belly, Hinata could attract whatever girl she liked to her, then shrink it down when it came time to have sex with her. “Oh thank you, Tsunade-hime! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she said planting a kiss on Tsunade’s lips in between each thank you. “And you too, Shizune!” She went and similarly hugged and kissed the blonde’s busty assistant.

“Oh, my,” said Shizune, clearly not expecting (but not unwelcoming) the sudden intimacy.

“You…you’re welcome,” said the flustered medical-nin.

“Perhaps when you two get off work, I can repay you more properly,” Hinata added, waggling her eyebrows at them.

The bespectacled woman blushed and looked like she was about to utter a polite (and reluctant) refusal, when the busty brunette clamped a hand over her mouth and said “Of course! We’ll be more than happy to take you up on your offer!”

“Shizune!” Tsunade cried.

“What? Don’t tell me you haven’t ever thought of it.”

“But…it’s unprofessional!”

“So is when I do this to you.” Shizune stuck her tongue and flicked it like a snake at the older woman. “But I never heard you complain about it.”

“My offer still stands. Think about it,” Hinata said with a wink. She had been wanting to sex up the two medical ninjas for quite some time. Shizune was buxom, hot, and energetic, and Tsunade was just so timid despite her age. It would be interesting to see how much Hinata could dominate the older woman in the bedroom. Or…wherever she decided to fuck her. Regardless, her business here was done, and she started sauntering out the door.

“Hinata, WAIT!” cried Tsunade. “Put your clothes back on!”

Hinata rolled her eyes. “Tch, FINE! Though we all know nobody cares if I go out naked in public.”

***

“Naruko-chan! Naruko-chan! Come out here quick! I’ve got something to show you!”

No one answered. Hinata huffed in annoyance. “Naruko-chan, I know you’re home! I already looked through the walls with my Byakugan. So just come out here already or I’ll break in myself!”

An annoyed groan on the other side of the door greeted her. “You know I’ve got the place rigged in case you try anything, Hinata.”

“Yes, but you don’t want to hurt your dear mother, now do you?” Hinata smirked while giving her flat stomach a smug pat. Under its surface, she felt Kushina try and bat it away. “So just save us all the trouble and open up the door, okay? I’ve got some great news you’ll want to hear.”

Naruko sighed and relented, approaching the door and swinging it open. Her long blond hair was down and she was dressed in a simple and drab yukata, likely in preparation for a bath she was about to take. Or maybe because she was just lounging around the house in the nude as she was wont to do. Or both. “Alright, Hinata, I’m here, what do you whaaaaaa…?”

“Isn’t this great?” exclaimed Hinata as she just about jumped into the house, slapping her hands gleefully on her flat stomach. “I know how uncomfortable it makes you feel to see your mom squirming around inside of me, and to sometimes see her naked parts forming under my skin, so I fixed it! Now you’ll hardly know she’s in here at all!” She gave her stomach a pat. A small bump rose on it in response as Kushina tried to slap back at Hinata in turn. “I mean, she still get a bit uppity, but in time, I’m sure I’ll be able to tighten my womb some more so that she’s functionally invisible and—”

“You awful…AWFUL person!”

“Huh?” Hinata hadn’t expected to hear that from her. “What do you mean by that? How could you say—Naruko-chan?”

Tears cascaded down Naruko’s cheeks while her normally beautiful face scrunched up. “GO AWAY!” she screamed as she vainly wiped them away. ‘DON’T EVER COME BACK!” And just like that, she pushed past Hinata, ran out the door, and leaped into the air.

“Naruko-chan? NARUKO-CHAN! COME BACK!” Hinata cried. She flew out the door just in time to see Naruko land on a nearby roof before disappearing. “Damn it!”” she growled before jumping after her.

What was that all about? What the hell got into her? Hinata had come just to share the good news, and Naruko out of the blue just randomly ran away in tears. It didn’t make any damn sense! Fortunately, she wasn’t hard to find. Hinata’s Byakugan made sure of that. She could see through every wall and out of every angle; no matter where Naruko went, the Hyuuga would find her and have no trouble keeping up. And keep up she did; Hinata followed the blonde across every rooftop and alleyway until they came upon the village’s outskirts. From there, Naruko fled into a forest before throwing herself on a bed of moss and wept loudly.

“Naruko-chan!” Hinata called, approaching her friend. “Hey, Naruko-chan? What gives?”

“GO AWAY!” Naruko cried, picking up a rock and hurling it at the Hyuuga. “DON’T EVER TALK TO ME!”

“Not until you tell me what’s going on with you!” said Hinata, dodging the rock with minimal effort.

“It’s that!” Naruko snapped, pointing ruefully at the Hyuuga’s stomach, which was small and flat.

Hinata looked down and rubbed at her stomach with confusion. “What about it?”

“My mother! You’re erasing her! Taking her even further away from me!”

“Erasing…? Naruko, what the hell are you talking about?”

“You flattened your stomach. Don’t know how, but I assume you used a jutsu. And then you said I’d hardly know she’s in there! And looking at you right now, I can see why. I can’t see any sign that Mom’s inside. For all I know, she could be dead right now. And even if she isn’t, then she…SHE MIGHT AS WELL BE!”

Naruko burst out crying again, more loudly than before. Her body fell back to the moss, face-forward. Whatever fight she had left in her was now completely gone.

Hinata would have felt sympathetic, and she kind of was. But more than that, she just wanted to slap her forehead. “THAT’s what has you all up in a tizzy?! Oh for the love of…Naruko-chan, this is just like when this first happened and you thought I ate her!”

“I-I was a kid!” Naruko bawled. “I didn’t know where-where babies came from! And what was I supposed to think then? And now?! What am I…what am I supposed to think now?”

“Naruko-chan,” Hinata said, kneeling down right next to the blonde, “nothing’s changed. Kushina’s still inside me, and she’s as healthy as ever. Look, touch my stomach, just touch my stomach!”

She seized Naruko’s hand and laid it flat on her belly. Kushina wiggled around at her touch, more fervently than before, and that seemed to do the trick. Naruko stopped wailing so loudly and calmed down. “So, she is alive in there?”

“Yes! I just came to show this that, thanks to this new seal Tsunade put on me, I can now compress my uterus, shrink my belly, and hide your mother’s presence. You were always acting so weird and uneasy seeing my stomach stretch and deform as she moved around in it —”

“You’d think the same thing if you saw your mom doing the same thing in my stomach!”

“As I was SAYING,” growled Hinata, “you were always so uneasy seeing that, so I figured if I compressed my womb, it would hide Kushina’s movements and make you more comfortable around me.”

Naruko snorted with irritation. “Okay, yes, you’re right, I AM uneasy seeing Mom move around in your stomach. It’s weird, okay? Especially whenever she presses up real close and I end up seeing an impression of her face or…other parts.” Naruko wiped her face to remove the tears from it alongside the bits of grime and the one dead leaf that was now clinging to her dampened skin. “But…when I saw you show up at my house looking so flat down there…I realized…those movements Mom makes are the only things I get to see of her. And the only sign that I know she’s okay. And if I can’t see her make them anymore…then it’ll be like she’s truly gone for good.” Naruko sniffled and her eyes rapidly welled up. It looked like she was going to cry again.

Hinata sighed. So that was what was eating her friend (and crush). She didn’t like seeing Kushina’s wiggling, but not seeing it was even worse. There was only one thing to do. She clasped her hands together, channeled her chakra, and decompressed her uterus. The seal appeared on her stomach, which grew and grew and grew until it was nearly as big as she was. And the moment it was done, Kushina pressed her buttocks firmly against Hinata’s uterine wall (which was functionally her way of saying “Kiss my eternally bare ass!”) unleashed a couple of annoyed kicks (that tickled Hinata more than anything, but still gave her a couple of startled jolts) and resumed wiggling again with renewed vigor now that she had more room to move about.

“Okay Naruko-chan, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to give you the wrong impression. I thought hiding Kushina would make things better for you and that we could hang out without any awkwardness like we used to, but I was wrong. Now…there are a lot of…reasons why I got this seal and learned this uterus compression jutsu, but if it’ll make you happy, I’ll decompress it while around you so you can see your mom again. Is that okay with you?”

Naruko sniffled again, wiped out her eyes and nose, and nodded.

“Okay. Now go on. Rub my belly.” She thrust her stomach forward, causing the great dome to jiggle a bit as Kushina bounced at the movement.

“Um, I’m not so sure…” said Naruko.

“Rub my belly! It’ll help you feel better and Kushina likes it. And if you don’t, she’ll probably get cranky, and whenever she does, I’m the one who has to put up with her So just rub me already.” It was true. Kushina liked getting rubbed, but she enjoyed it more when it came from her own daughter. No surprise there; it was the only way they could connect anymore.

“Well, okay. If you insist,” said Naruko. She reached forward with both her hands and ran them softly around the great, shifting orb of flesh. Kushina seemed to jump slightly at the touch as if she didn’t expect it, before she started to lean into her daughter’s hands. She followed Naruko’s movements, pressing her body up against wherever the blonde roamed like a cat being petted. Heh, a cat. From what Hinata had heard, Kushina was often likened to a vixen, but ever since she found her way into the blunette’s womb, she seemed more like a cat than anything. A cat that was always prodding her belly and demanding attention. Hinata even felt a sharp vibration inside her that she swore was a purr.

Naruko, for her part, was looking somewhat uneasy about this. But Hinata’s trained eyes could see that some part of the blonde was actually enjoying feeling her mother (and Hinata). Her discomfort gradually vanished and her lips curved up to form a very slight smile. And she was so focused on rubbing both Hinata and Kushina down that she was unaware that her yukata was parting and showing off more and more ample cleavage.

Just then, Hinata felt a surge of determination well up within her. Not from her, but from her passenger. Kushina was strongly shifting around in her womb now, rolling her body to an upright position and unfurling her legs as much as her cramped conditions would allow. Then, with a thrust, she hurled her form forward! Two bumps sprouted on Hinata’s stomach where Naruko’s hands were. They grew bigger and bigger and bigger, and behind them, a much greater mass started to take shape. It was Kushina herself, pressing her body against Hinata’s uterine walls so strongly, she was able to form an impression of her entire naked torso. Through the outline in the Hyuuga’s skin, one could make out the redhead’s shoulders, collars, chest, and even the vague outlines of her face. And of course, one could see her breasts as well. They were being cupped by Naruko.

Naruko didn’t seem to notice though. All she could focus on was the vague shape of her mother’s face inching its way towards her own. As soon as it made contact, Hinata shivered all over as she felt a pair of very soft lips smack delicately at her insides. Kushina had kissed her uterine wall, and in doing so, planted the closest thing to a kiss on her own daughter.

“Mom?”

And just like that, Kushina melted back into Hinata’s body. She could only extend herself that far for a few seconds at most before the womb pulled her back into its depths. It seemed to do the trick though; Naruko didn’t look sad anymore. She seemed more calm and at peace than anything. It looked like whatever hang-ups she had about seeing her mother’s wiggling were over. And that meant she and Hinata could start getting a lot more intimate.

“So, Naruko-chan,” Hinata said, grinning slyly as she reached a hand forward to grip the blonde’s shoulder and maybe, just maybe, start sliding it off. “How about you say you and I—”

“Holy shit! That was hot! That was so hot!” Four bodies fell around the duo. They were none other than Ino, Sakura, and Tenten, Hinata’s best friends, and Hanabi, her twin sister. And the who talked was the always exuberant and boisterous Tenten. “I never saw Kushina do that before. Does your new seal do that before?”

“Is she able to do it again?” said Sakura.

“Would she…be okay…with giving me a kiss…too?” Ino stammered, her voice barely above a whisper, as usual.

Hinata scowled at them. Normally, she wouldn’t have minded their presence, but damn it, she was trying to score with Naruko right now! “Can’t any of you see that I’m—”

It was too late. The girls were already on her, and they were all rubbing eagerly at her belly. And Kushina was wiggling around excitedly at their touch.

“Guys, I need to…ahhhhhhh!” Shit, it was too much. All this contact both in and outside of her was stimulating Hinata something fierce. It was hard to think and impossible to talk. And Naruko…she had turned red all over, as she watched the girls fawn over both Hinata and her mother like that, and promptly decided to excuse herself.

Damn it, Hinata cursed before pulling her pants down, knowing she was going to cum any moment now.

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Hinata’s friends beamed excitedly as they watched her exit the hospital. Her stomach was small and flat, and that surely meant the operation had worked. That both she and Kushina were finally free of one another after functionally sharing a body for almost a decade.

Tenten, with her usual boisterousness, was the first to speak up. “Did they do it, Hinata? Did they actually get her—”

“No. They didn’t,” Hinata said bluntly and just to prove that point, she clasped her hands together and inflated her stomach. It grew and grew and grew until it formed a massive orb, complete with the wiggling and contorting movements that could only belong to a certain adult woman trapped within. “They couldn’t induce labor in me because my body just wouldn’t do it no matter what drugs they fed me or what jutsus they performed. They couldn’t reach in and pull Kushina out because the chakra inside me would eject them immediately. And they couldn’t even try to push her out of me remotely because the chakra in my womb always pulls her back in. It’s why she can’t get so much as a hair out of my cervix. Tsunade says it’s like she can’t even physically exist outside the chakra enveloping her. But in any case, this,” she gestured towards her enormous belly, “is permanent. It’s definitive now; Kushina is going to be encased in my womb for the rest of her life. As well as mine.”

The Hyuga let out a disappointed sigh as the gravity of her words hit all her friends. “Oh, Hinata-chan, I’m so sorry!” Ino said, rushing forward to give the dark-haired girl a hug. It proved quite difficult with the large wiggling belly in the way, so she settled for just embracing that. “And you too, Uzumaki-san,” she added planting an affectionate kiss on the wiggling dome. “I can’t imagine how it must feel knowing you will never feel a gentle breeze, see a sunset, or speak a word ever again.”

The flesh around her face bulged until it took the form of a very shapely pair of feminine butt cheeks. That was her Kushina’s way of saying: “I don’t need your pity,” even if it traditionally meant “Kiss my ass.” Not having a whole lot of means of communicating with the outside world, it was a gesture the redhead used in a lot of situations.

Ino blushed. “I’m sorry, Uzumaki-san. I just wanted to…”

“Don’t take it out on Yamanaka-san. She’s just offering you condolences,” said Hanabi, who came to embrace Hinata’s stomach from the other side. Kushina didn’t respond to her, though Hinata could feel the redhead sliding her arms against her uterine wall so that she could cross them indignantly while she continued to sulk in her prison.

Hanabi stood up to meet her twin sister’s gaze, though her hands never left the gravid girls shaking stomach. “Is…bearing Uzumaki-san really that much of a burden for you, Onee-sama?” she asked with concern.

Hinata shook her had. “Nah, it’s not that bad. Having her inside me has its perks. It’s just that…well…” Her eyes drifted over to Naruko, who was slumped unhappily on the bench. No doubt she was taking the news of her mother’s eternal imprisonment the hardest.

“I knew it wasn’t going to work,” the blonde whispered as she rubbed at her eye. “Deep down, I knew there wasn’t a chance that they could free her. But…I still wanted…hoped…that I would get to see Mom again. Hear her voice…touch her skin. But now…even that last shred of hope I had is gone. Mom…really is gone now!”

“She’s not gone, Naruko,” said Sakura as she sat down next to the blonde. “She’s where she’s always been. In Hinata’s hands. Well, womb, but you know what I mean. And Hinata will keep her safe and happy like she always has.” She turned to shoot a meaningful look at the gravid girl. “Right, Hinata?”

Hinata rolled her eyes. “It’s not like I have a choice anyway.” Naruko might have thought Kushina was a prisoner, Hinata (sometimes) saw her as something of a squatter, but her body treated her like an honored guest. It gave the redheaded woman everything she could ever need or want in life. It nurtured her, it kept her warm and safe from the cold, it protected her from most forms of pain and bodily harm, it kept her comfortable by enshrouding her in an all-encompassing cushion of wet velvet, and the way Hinata’s uterine walls rippled and pulsated against Kushina’s naked skin from every angle ensured she’d experience a constant full-body massage that would never end. Kushina hadn’t experienced a millisecond of hardship or labor for nearly decade now, and she never would ever again for the rest of her life!

“Hey, I know what’ll make you all feel better!” chimed Tenten. “Belly rubs!” Just like that, she was on Hinata’s stomach like a remora and running her hands all over its smooth, pale surface. Ino, Hanabi, and Sakura all quickly joined in, crowding around Hinata and giving her big belly excited, eager, and sometimes sensual rubs all over. In her head, the Hyuga felt what could best be described as the emotional equivalent of an annoyed huff from Kushina and the redhead curled even tighter into herself in an attempt to push herself deeper into Hinata’s womb. However, her grumpiness couldn’t last against the onslaught of pampering. It just felt so good to feel all these hands massaging her body and pressing the uterine walls on her skin. Hinata felt a gentle rumbling inside her as Kushina purred and started rubbing her form against the hands pressing in to her, loving all the attention.

She might have been forever cut off from the world, but even Kushina could tell she was far more loved in the womb than she had ever been on the outside.

“C’mon, Naruko, you come and rub Hinata and Kushina too,” said Tenten. “You know they both love it.”

“Um...there’s…not much room,” the blonde said lamely, knowing it as a bad excuse. Hinata couldn’t help but grumble at that; she didn’t know what was up with Naruko, but she seemed to have these weird hang-ups about rubbing Hinata’s stomach around other people. Just like Kushina though, her annoyance couldn’t last long either, for she felt a pleasurable tingle shudder in her core and all the way up her spine. Damn it, she was getting horny now, and this was not the place to have an orgasm.

“This is really good, guys, thanks,” she said, “but you know what would really make me and Kushina feel better?” And hopefully Naruko. “A nice hot bath.”

***

The girls didn’t need to think twice about her proposal. Any minute they could spend with the living fertility goddess naked was a good minute, and even Naruko wouldn’t refuse a refreshing dip. Of course, when Hinata took her seat, planting her bare butt on the bench, Tenten, Ino, Sakura, and Hanabi were on her immediately. They lathered soap all over Hinata. They rubbed her back, her armpits, her collar, the nape of her neck, her thighs, her feet, and especially her stomach. They made absolutely certain that not one centimeter of her skin went untouched. And Kushina enjoyed every minute of it. The redhead wiggled around excitedly in her cramped home, creating undulating bumps and ripples all over the dome that was Hinata’s belly as she thrashed around with increasingly wilder abandon. Hinata enjoyed it too; feeling the girls rub her on the outside while Kushina rubbed her from the inside was absolutely ecstatic! Her entire abdomen was so sensitive; it was like it had turned into another breast. Or another clit.

“Hm! Yes! Oh, yes! Faster, harder, harder, touch me there, oh YEEE-HEEEESSSS!”

And now that she was in the bath, Hinata didn’t need to hold back. She was free to lose herself to her arousal, and now that she was naked and being fondled all over by several equally naked girls, it didn’t take much to get her hot. Whatever mess she made would be washed away once the water poured over her. Like it was doing right now, when both Sakura and Tenten dumped their respective buckets over her.

“Ahhhhhhh.”

However, something was missing. And peering to her side, Hinata saw exactly what: Naruko. She wasn’t joining in on the soapland rubdown. She was off sitting on her own bench, lathering soap on her body all by her lonesome. This would not do. Naruko wasn’t going to spend all her time in the bath by herself. Hinata wouldn’t allow it! So she stood up from her seat, strode over to the blonde, completely naked and dripping wet all over, especially in between her legs, and snatched the washcloth right out of Naruko’s hands.

“Hey, what the hell? I was using that!” cried Naruko.

“Not anymore you’re not,” said Hinata. “It’s my washcloth now. And this is my soap. And I’m gonna do this with it.” Kushina started wiggling around again, no doubt begging Hinata to bring her back to the girls for another rubdown, but the Hyuga shut her down with an irritated slap to the contorting dome. Then she took two big handfuls of foam from the bucket and proceeded to smear it all over her stomach. She ran her hands all across the globe again and again until it was nearly fully painted, and then she pressed it as tightly against Naruko’s bare back as she could while she hugged the blonde closer to her.

“Hinata, what are you…whoa!” Naruko paused as she began to feel a not altogether unpleasant sensation. Kushina was wiggling around again, but not in her typical uncontrolled way. She was moving around Hinata’s womb with purpose, reaching her hands out and prodding her daughter’s back, lathering the soap from Hinata’s stomach onto Naruko. It was…strange. Naruko could nearly make out the shape of her mother’s hands from behind Hinata’s skin, from her palms to her every individual finger as they ran along the contours of her body, digging into the sensitive parts of it and massaging the tense flesh. It was strange and alien and…it was like she was being genuinely fussed over by her mother.

“Mom,” she whispered, feeling a warm blush spread across her cheeks and a slight smile tug at her lips. She spun around to more directly address her mother and was not disappointed. Kushina pushed her head against the flesh of her prison until the shape of her face was fully visible on Hinata’s skin. She leaned forward until her lips were able to meet her daughter’s and planted a firm kiss upon them. Hinata shuddered as she felt the redhead’s lips smack against her uterine wall, but thankfully she was able to remain upright long enough for Kushina to retreat back into the womb.

Naruko said nothing. She just sat before Hinata, looking longingly at her stomach. She could have looked at it for hours, had Tenten not suddenly dumped a bucket of water on her. “Hey!”

“That was…so…sweet,” said Ino. “Even while encased in the womb, Uzumaki-san still tries to be there for her daughter.”

“I wish she’d give me a kiss,” said Tenten.

“I wonder…if she wants to do something else with Naruko-san,” said Hanabi with a quiet whisper. Too quiet for most people in the room to hear.

“Okay, okay, enough already, guys. Let’s just…get into the bath,” Naruko grumbled, looking flustered at all the attention.

“My thoughts exactly,” said Hinata, who took that moment to hoist Naruko up to her feet, wrap one arm around her waist (and plant a hand on one sumptuous butt cheek), and use the other to similarly hold her sister. Hanabi jumped slightly, but did not resist, and leaned into Hinata’s form. Naruko, however, looked a little less sure, but she made no move to escape from the pregnant girl’s grasp either.

Together, the six girls (and one grown woman trapped in a uterus) descended into the bath. Everyone let out a satisfied sigh as they sank into the hot water, which seeped into all their exposed crevices and took out all the tension within their muscles. Even Kushina visibly relaxed, the great dome of Hinata’s stomach going still as it floated slightly up in the water.

Ahhhh, this is the life, Hinata cooed as she leaned back, her arms still wrapped around Naruko and Hanabi. Getting to hang around butt-naked with some hot girls. Don’t know if I could have ever pulled this off with Kushina in my belly. She gave her stomach a light, playful jiggle and watched as it vibrated and bobbed around in the water. She’s really made me irresistible with the ladies. And it looks like even Naruko is falling under my spell. Perhaps today will be the day when she finally submits to my will! Ooooh, that sounded amazing. Having sex with the blonde she had been hungering over for years. And when she was done with her, she’d invite the other girls in for a sixsome, right here in the bath.

“So, Naruko-chan,” she said, turning to address the blonde with a sultry grin on her face. “What do you say I—”

THUNK! CRASH!

 “OWWWW!"

“Neiji, you idiot! What the hell were you—uh-oh.”

The two very familiar faces of Hinata’s perverted cousin, Neiji and his annoying teammate, Rock Lee, stared at the six naked girls. And after one very awkward moment, all chaos ensued. Sakura and Tenten covered themselves up with startled squeals. Hanabi lowered her body into the water. And Ino let out a frightened cry before she bolted straight to Hinata’s stomach for comfort. And Hinata…saw red.

“You…perverted pieces of TRASH!” she roared!

“MISSION ABORTED!” squealed Lee.  “Run, Neiji, run, run!”

“I’m running, Lee! I’m running! Wait for me!” called Neiji as he trailed behind his buddy.

“GET BACK HERE, YOU SONS OF BITCHES!” Water splashed everywhere as Hinata flew out of it and out the door, her stomach completely shrunken before her feet even hit the floor. She turned down the halls, corridors, and into the lobby to the stunned surprise of all the onlookers. It wasn’t everyday one got to see the legendary Hinata naked, though they weren’t complaining. And Hinata for her part honestly couldn’t give a damn what they thought. Nobody peeped on her and interrupted her sexy time and lived to tell about it!

Neiji and Lee were out of the bathhouse in a flash and Hinata was hot on their heels. They split up immediately, darting off onto two separate rooftops in two different directions. Each clearly hoped Hinata would go after the other one, since she obviously couldn’t chase them both. But they didn’t know that Hinata had a trick up her sleeve: the Kage Bunshin no Jutsu! She formed the signs, created two clones, and watched as they both set off to catch their respective marks. Like her, they were naked, but they didn’t care. Nearly half of Konoha had seen Hinata naked (the female half specifically), so that didn’t matter. What did matter was their punishment. And Hinata had a grand punishment in mind for both of them.

They like seeing me sex it up with some gorgeous girls? Well, we’ll see how much they like my sex when they’re crammed ALL THE WAY UP IN IT!

She leaped in the direction she saw Neiji go, deciding that if anyone was more deserving of her wrath, it was him. She didn’t have to go far before she saw her butt-naked clone leap upon her perverted cousin like an angry tiger. His face hit the rooftop as he fell and the clone’s hands flew into a blur of seals that only one person in all of Konoha had seen in their entirety many years ago.

There was a puff of smoke, and when it was gone, Neiji was nowhere to be seen. Only a Hinata clone remained, sporting an enlarged belly…and all of her cousin’s clothes.

Hinata blinked. That was unexpected. When she used the jutsu on Kushina, all her clothes were left in a pile. But someway, somehow, Neiji’s clothes found their way on her clone’s body, and they looked like they had changed in size and shape to accommodate her form.

Oh well. The jutsu worked. And so had the idea that had been circulating in her head for a while now. Hinata had long wondered if shadow clones could use the jutsu and it appeared that, yes, they could.

“Good job,” said Hinata as she approached her clone, striding to her confidently with a cocky swagger in both her breasts and hips. “Is my pervy cousin locked up nice and tight like he deserves?”

The clone winked. “You bet he is. You don’t need to worry about him peeping on you for some time now.”

“Excellent!” said Hinata. “Now if we just—”

The clone continued. “In fact, you won’t need to worry about Neiji peeping on you ever again!”

“Or his partner-in-crime, Lee either,” said the other clone, who finally appeared. She was wearing Lee’s trademark green jumpsuit, and had her hair styled in a hideous bowl cut. “He’s gone for good too.” As soon as she finished speaking, she finally noticed the ugly getup she was wearing and blanched. “Shit, I can’t be seen wearing this! I’d rather be naked like you!” She started furiously ripping off the clothes until she was down to her bra and panties. Wait a minute, if she was wearing what Lee had been wearing, why would she have on women’s underwear…

“AAGGHHHH! THAT DISGUSTING PERVERT!” Hinata roared, stomping over to where the Hinata-Lee clone stood and slamming a Gentle Fist punch right into her stomach.

“Hey, knock it off!” cried the Hinata-Lee clone. “I know he’s a perv, but I need him to live!”

“What do you mean by that?” said Hinata. She turned to the Hinata-Neiji clone. “And what did you mean about not worrying about Neiji peeping on me ever again?” She then turned back to the Hinata-Lee clone. “And…why are you still here?! That hit should have smoked you!”

“It’s quite simple, cutie,” said the Hinata-Neiji clone with a smug grin. “This punishment you had in mind for them was a lot less temporary and a lot more permanent than you thought. Your cousin and Lee are as trapped in our wombs as Kushina is, and they have just as much chance to escape. And thanks to their bodies feeding us a constant source of chakra…we’re not going anywhere. We’re not shadow clones anymore; we’re just as real as you!”

“Just as real as me?” said Hinata. Interesting. She thought and only intended to give the boys a time-out, but it appeared she had functionally erased them from the world! And in the process, replaced them with a pair of very…sexy and attractive look-alikes.

Hmmm, seems that this idea I had combining the shadow clone jutsu with the enwombing one was more potent than I thought. I wonder what else I could do with it? An idea began to form in Hinata. One that would forever change the future of Konoha and the entire world.

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“AH! AH! AH! AH!”

“Say it to me, Naruko-chan! Say it to my face.”

“I love you, Hinata-chan.”

“Say it louder.”

“I love you, Hinata-chan!”

“Say it again!”

“I LOVE YOU, HINATA-CHA-AAAAAAAAN!”

She came right into Hinata’s pussy. And Hinata came into hers. They orgasmed together as one, wetly, gloriously, the sweet-smelling manifestation of their shared ecstasy erupting from betwixt their interlocked legs like a geyser. With a gasp, they both fell, landing on their backs in opposite directions as a most alien feeling of exhaustion settled in on both of them. The grass fluttered delightfully around girls as it caught their bare backs, cushioning their falls and ensuring their rest in the outdoors would be a pleasant one. For even the natural world had learned to recognize Hinata’s divine potential and the need to accommodate her destiny for greatness.

Hinata looked up at the bright blue sky. How long had she and Naruko made love without break? Three days? Five days? It was hard to tell. The hours just blurred together once she and the blonde got started. The only way the Hyuga noticed the passage of time was the way her dear Naruko shimmered in the illumination. During the day, her skin would glow with holy rays of light as the sun shone brightly on her perspiration-soaked flesh. And during the night, her body would glow a faint, ethereal blue in the gentle wisps of the moon. Either way, she was absolutely breathtaking, and looking at the blonde in all her naked glory did little to quench Hinata’s everlasting thirst for her.

“Mmmm.” She shuddered as she felt a delightful tingle in her still swollen clit when an equally swollen bud of flesh pressed deliciously into it. Pushing herself up, Hinata smiled as she looked into the satisfied face of her beloved Naruko. “Ready for more?”

“Am I ever,” said the blonde between her heavy breaths. “That was…the single greatest thing…I ever experienced!”

“I’m glad to hear that,” said Hinata, pulling her Naruko in for a kiss. “And I assure you, there will be more of that in the future. Lots and lots more. Look there.”

She pointed down at the village of Konoha, which they could view in all its entirety from the peak of the Hokage monument. They saw how all the people walking the streets and patrolling the rooftops looked like Hinata. There were no regular people living in Konoha anymore. Every man, woman, and child had been replaced by a superior clone of the Hyuga princess, each of whom had a provided a uterus where they would live out the rest of their days as a squirming mass of flesh.

“Konoha as we knew it is no more,” said Hinata. “It is now the yuri paradise it was always meant to be. Now there are no limits to what kind of pleasure we can experience. We can make love to whoever we want, wherever we want, with as many girls as we want, and no one can stop us.”

“Amazing.”

“Yes. It is.” Hinata turned to gaze at her lover. “And you will be by my side through it all. Right, Naruko-chan?”

“You mean…you want me to be your…?”

“Yes. I want you to be my wife. For all eternity!”

“Oh Hinata-chan!” Naruko cried, throwing her arms around her blue-haired lover and crushing her medium-sized breasts against the blunette’s much large ones. “I will! I will become your wife! I swear, whatever challenges you face, I will be there, by your side, to face them with you.”

“I’m glad to hear that,” said Hinata. “And your mother is too.” Deep within her stomach, the condensed form of Kushina stirred happily, excited by the news of her daughter’s engagement to her eternal caretaker.

“I’m happy she approves,” giggled Naruko, leaning down to give Hinata’s stomach a playful kiss. The form of Kushina’s face pushed out to greet her, and the two of them met each other lip to lip, less like mother and daughter, and more like woman and wife. Which, as a part of Hinata, Kushina effectively was going to be now. Once the older woman melted back into Hinata, the blonde sat straight up to look her fiancé in the eye. “So…about that next round?”

“I’m ready when you are,” said Hinata and she leaned forward to give Naruko another kiss.

There was a flash of light just moments before they met. Hinata’s lips fell on Naruko’s but something was wrong. They didn’t feel right. They didn’t…feel like lips. They were dry, not as soft, and…and there was a think layer of skin between and over them! Hinata pulled back and gasped in horror. Naruko stood before her, but not as the woman she knew and loved, but as a girl-shaped impression bulging out of a wall of flesh. The blonde looked to the left and to the right with what had to be confusion on her face, which was now nothing but a featureless outline, before an indentation appeared where her mouth was supposed to be to unleash a terrified gasp.

Someone had enwombed her Naruko!

“HINATA-CHAN, HELP ME!” Naruko screamed, reaching a hand out to her lover. Hinata caught it, tried to grasp it in her own, and entwine her finger around the trapped woman’s. But it was no use; there were no separate fingers for her to entwine. Just a single hand wrapped tightly in flesh.

“NARUKO-CHAN!” Hinata cried, trying desperately to grab the hand as it slipped out of her grasp and pulled away from her, along with the rest of Naruko’s body. Legs, hips, breasts, shoulders, every feature Hinata had known about her lover was sinking away before her eyes

“HELP ME, HINATA-CHAN!” More and more of Naruko’s body melted away. All that remained of her now was her outstretched hand and her fading visage. “HELP ME PLEEEEEeeeeeeee…!” And just like that, she was gone. Nothing remained of the enrapturing Uzumaki Naruko but a massive orb of ivory flesh that stretched and contorted with her every thrashing movement.

“Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm, AH-HAHAHAHAHAHA!” cackled a wicked voice that shook Hinata’s bones like a thunderclap. “Naruko-chan is all mine now! Mine and mine alone!  For all eternity!” “

Hinata looked up with tear-stained eyes and gaped in horror at the figure towering over her. It was a clone. A clone of herself, as tall as a house and with a demonic grin nearly cutting her head in two. “No.”

The giant naked clone grinned evilly at her. “And you, Hinata, will NEVER HAVE HER!” And just like that, her massive belly shrunk. It grew smaller, flatter, and with increasingly more defined abdominal muscles. And the contortions that represented Naruko’s struggles and which served as the only sign that she still lived in the world vanished. As if she never existed in the first place.

“NOOOOOOO!”

***

“AAHHH!” Hinata bolted upright with a gasp. She kicked and she thrashed, clawing desperately at the belly that contained her lover, hoping if she tore into it hard enough, she would find and unearth her beloved. But as her vision sharpened, she saw there was no gigantic belly for her to tear at. There were blankets. And she wasn’t on top of the Hokage monument, she was in her bed. And Naruko, she was…

…Sleeping peacefully beside Hinata, a satisfied grin on her face as the night’s previous activities no doubt replayed in her head.

“Oh thank Kami,” Hinata whispered, stroking her lover’s beautiful golden hair. “Thank Kami, it was just a dream. Just a dream…”

“Mmmm,” Naruko purred, leaning into the Hyuga’s hand like a cat. “Mmm…nata-chan…”

Hinata wanted to be relieved by the gesture, as well as the loving whisper of her name, but she couldn’t shake the vision of the dream from her head. That nightmare…it was the most horrific one she ever had in her life. Not just because it was frightening, but because it...it felt like something that could really happen.

Hinata pulled away from Naruko and stepped out of her bed to the sudden protestations of Kushina, who started wiggling around violently inside of her. She was clearly distressed about getting separated from her daughter, whom she had just been laying beside. The Hyuga gave her tenant a reassuring rub, but made no motion to return to her place in the bed besides Naruko. She didn’t need intimacy right now. She needed to think.

Hinata looked out the window, which gave her a good view of Konoha in the moonlight. At this time, a few hundred clones of herself were running around the village, each one housing a person in their womb. With just a few gestures, Hinata could easily enwomb a hundred more, and within a week, the entire village, from the wisest elder to the youngest infant, could be replaced with a sexy copy of herself. Hinata wanted nothing more than to turn this entire village into her lesbian harem. Perhaps she would even expand beyond that and swallow up all the surrounding settlements, maybe even take over the entire Fire Country. She shuddered in pleasure at the thought, just imagining the thousands of Hinata clones roaming the land, kissing and fucking each other to their heart’s content, no longer concerned about the worthless notions of decency. Theirs would be a civilization that all on the continent would envy.

But that nightmare made Hinata realize something. If she kept on making clones of herself and sending them out to enwomb people, then it would only be a matter of time before one of them did just that to Naruko. And why wouldn’t they? They were her clones. Her thoughts were their thoughts, her wants were their wants, her desires were their desires, and that meant every single clone she created had within her a desire to take the blonde Uzumaki for herself. And if Hinata’s guard slipped up just once…

I could lose Naruko-chan forever!

The Hyuga girl clenched her fist. No. She couldn’t let that happen. Naruko was hers and no one else’s! She could not allow anyone, not even a clone of hers, to take the blonde away from her. Even if Hinata had a harem of 10,000 women, it would not be enough if Naruko wasn’t a part of it. But what could she do? How could she make her dream to create a lesbian paradise come true without losing her beloved? Damn it, she didn’t want to have to pick between them! There had to be some fool-proof way to protect Naruko from her clones. But what?

She couldn’t enwomb the Uzumaki. Spirits knew she tried to do that many times in the past. She found the idea of keeping Naruko locked up forever in her womb with no chance of escape quite an enticing one, and she also believed it would solve the blonde’s own hang-ups about her mother’s imprisonment since the act would reunite them. Kushina had been receptive to the idea as well and was incredibly excited by the prospect of cuddling with her daughter completely naked in the confines of that tight, velvety chamber she now called home. And besides, if things had gone according to plan and Kushina hadn’t got in the way all those years ago, Naruko would be the one forever curled up in Hinata’s womb. In a way, it was where she was supposed to be. But unfortunately, the jutsu could not enwomb a second person. Destiny was thwarted once again.

Kushina’s wiggling in her uterus broke the Hyuga girl out of her reverie. Looking down, the blunette sensed the redhead seemed to be pushing herself towards Hinata’s back as if to redirect her attention toward the sleeping blonde. When Hinata turned to Naruko, she felt the redhead press a hand onto the uterine wall facing toward the Hyuga’s belly, then placed another one on the wall towards her back.  She seemed to be trying to say something, but Hinata couldn’t tell what exactly she was—”

Wait a minute! A light bulb flashed in her head. What if…yes, what if Naruko took someone into her womb? That would protect her from Hinata’s clones for sure! The lavender-eyed princess remembered how some clone of hers got uppity in the past and tried to use the jutsu on her, only to be met with a worthless sizzle of chakra in her hands and a very angry master who poofed into a memory on the spot. If Naruko learned the enwombing jutsu and took someone inside of her…then no amount of lustful clones would ever be able to take the blue-eyed enchantress away from Hinata. Her dreams of ruling a Sapphic empire with Naruko by her side could come true after all!

Hinata scampered off to her private study. It was time to unearth and unseal the forbidden jutsu she had accidentally created so many years ago.

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“Take this, Naruko-chan, and use it to claim anyone you want. Doesn’t matter who. If there’s any one person you want to carry with you for the rest of your life for any reason, then don’t hesitate to use it.”

Those were the words Hinata used when she gave Naruko that scroll barely a week ago. The Hyuga had been cryptic about what she meant by them, but when the blonde unfurled the parchment and read the hand seals, she realized what it was. Seeing that specific sequence of seals jogged her memory and made it feel like the most life-changing day in her life only happened yesterday. It was the jutsu Hinata accidentally created all those years ago that forever transplanted Naruko’s mother into her womb. And now Hinata wanted her to use it on someone else.

Naruko had no idea why Hinata would make such a request. And Naruko had no idea why she would want to fulfill it. Why would she want to lock someone up in her uterus like Hinata had? Sure, it would potentially offer her a considerable boost in power, but waddling around with a swollen stomach just seemed like such a hassle to the blonde. It certainly had been for Hinata, at least before puberty kicked in. But more than that, Naruko couldn’t stomach the prospect of subjecting someone to the same experience that tore both she and her mother apart. Whoever Naruko claimed would forever lose her (or…his) freedom to live her life the way she wanted. And by enwombing someone, Naruko would be taking that person away from all the people she loved and whom loved her in turn. It was cruel and the blonde wanted no part in it!

But Hinata assured her it would be fine. She told Naruko the womb wasn’t an awful place to be in. Kushina had grown to love it after living in her for many years, and the redhead even wiggled around excitedly to express her agreement. Hinata added that she knew people in Konoha and other places, such as the Wave Country, had even expressed a desire to be in Kushina’s place. Sakura, Tenten, and especially Ino all echoed this point; the shy blonde in particular said that sometimes, she wished she could just curl up inside the womb of a strong confident woman. Then she wouldn’t need to have to be so fearful of everything anymore. She could just bask in the everlasting warmth of her new mother and feel safe forever.

“I bet even you would like to be in here,” Hinata said, sensually rubbing her huge ivory dome with her hands. “Surrounded on all sides by my ever-loving uterine walls. Locked in the embrace of your beautiful mother. Doesn’t that sound amazing, Naruko-chan? Would you want to experience it too, if only you could?”

The way she said those words in that silky tongue of her sparked a tingle in Naruko’s loins. One that only intensified once her mother started wiggling around again and poking her face out through the flesh to blow her daughter a kiss.

Okay, maybe a part of Naruko did find the idea of returning to the womb enticing! But that didn’t mean she wanted to subject anyone else to it!

And so a week passed. Alongside another one. And Hinata was losing patience. “Why haven’t you claimed anyone yet?!”

“Because I don’t want to!” Naruko said.

“It’s for your own good!” the Hyuga barked, slapping her hands on her hips with an angry glare. “Have you any idea how important this will be for you and your health?”

“Why should I unbirth someone?” shouted Naruko.

“Because I said so, that’s why!”

Hinata was starting to sound like a grumpy parent trying to make her kids eat their vegetables. “What are you, my mother?” Naruko scoffed with a roll of her eyes.

Hinata patted her stomach in response. “Since your mother is a part of me, yes, I am in a sense!” Kushina wiggled around furiously in clear agreement with her. “See? So stop waiting around and enwomb someone already! Preferably somebody with a lot of chakra, like Tsunade or her assistant.”

Things might have ended there, at least for the week, until more problems arose for Naruko when a pipe burst at her home and nearly flooded her house. Repairs on the plumbing would take a week, possibly more, and during that time, the blonde wouldn’t have access to any water or be able to use any of her toilets. So she needed to find a place to stay in that time and fast. Fortunately, Hinata was more than happy to let her live in the Hyuga estate for as long as she needed. Unfortunately, Naruko wasn’t sure that was a good idea. The Hyuga were a large, prestigious, and annoyingly stuffy clan; she doubted she would be the most welcome face there. But she didn’t have any other options; Sakura, Ino, and Tenten were all away for assorted reasons, and the blonde didn’t want to waste additional ryou to stay at an inn. So she accepted the offer.

Things got tense almost immediately. As she was beginning to unpack her stuff in Hinata’s room, the door slid open to reveal one very stern-looking Hikari, head of the Hyuga clan and mother of Hinata. And she was not happy.

“Are you bringing more guests here uninvited, Hinata?” she said, her voice so cold that it froze the air in the room.

“I can invite whoever I damn well want!” Hinata barked, standing up to glare daggers at the older woman. Inside her uterus, Kushina wiggled around in staunch defiance. “Especially to a lover of mine who’s short of a roof over her head!”

 “It is not your place to decide who may or may not rest within our walls,” snarled Hikari. “That is for the Clan Head. Which you are not,” her eyes fell to the wiggling dome of her daughter’s stomach, “and which you will never be!”

Crap. The two were arguing again. Naruko didn’t know the whole story, but she was well aware that Hinata and her mother did not have the most loving relationship. And now they were about to fight because of her. The blonde needed to quench this fire now before it consumed them all. “Hyuga-sama,” she said, standing up from the floor, looking Hikari directly in the eye, and speaking formally but with a steely tone, “I understand that I may be intruding upon you and apologize for that. But while I understand the Hyuga clan is one of great reknown, is it above the sacred rite of hospitality to even its fellow neighbors in Konoha?” Naruko knew she was in danger of speaking out of turn, but she hoped that by appealing to the Hyugas Lady’s sense of ancient tradition and spirituality that she might at least buy herself a few days in the compound.

When Hikari locked her icy eyes onto her own, the blonde realized she made a terrible miscalculation. The stony glare boring into her told Naruko that the clan head did not appreciate the challenge to her authority and that if the Uzumaki didn’t bow her head immediately and start whispering her apology, she should expect a gentle palm on her heart any moment now. However, after glowering at Naruko for a few seconds, the older woman’s expression…softened somewhat. For an instant, she looked almost surprised. In another, she seemed contemplative. And then, for one brief flicker of a moment, she appeared almost…sad. But then, Hikari turned away from Naruko to once again address her gravid daughter, and was back to her old stern self. “Hmph, very well. Let it not be said that the Hyuga clan are not hospitable. Your…friend may stay here, Hinata. For now. Provided she remembers to honor her own sacred rites as a guest as well.” Then without waiting for a word of gratitude from anyone, the older woman spun on her heel and disappeared out the doorway.

“Wow, you sure told her,” Hinata said, flashing a smirk at her blond friend. “Few people have the guts to tell Mom where she can stick it. And even fewer still actually make her stick it. Next time she starts getting all up into my face about her latest menstruation, I’ll just have you talk sense into her again.”

“Uh…sure, Hinata-chan. Whatever you say,” mumbled Naruko. She didn’t know what Hikari’s reaction was all about, but she hoped she wouldn’t have to find out before she got an opportunity to get out of here.

***

Naruko stepped into the bathing chamber. Not the communal one reserved for members of the Main House of the Hyuga clan, but the special one meant for the clan head and her immediate family. The blonde was hesitant to come in here, but Hinata and Hanabi said it would be fine. They were the heiresses to the clan, and no one would dare say who they could and could not bring over to their family’s personal bath. So Naruko went in with the same measure of caution she often exercised each time she went into enemy territory.

It was an alright facility. Nothing about how it looked stood out in comparison to the usual bathhouse, which seemed strange when it belonged to the head of one of the most affluent families in the village. But then, the Hyuga were never known for displaying open extravagance. The bath was spacious, though. Too spacious for just one person. Looking at the water rippling gently in that pool made Naruko feel awfully small and vulnerable, which did little to quell the uneasy sensation that she was trespassing somewhere she wasn’t supposed to be.

“Hurry up and finish up that damn bottle of sake already,” she muttered, remembering how Hinata and Hanabi had snuck a bottle of real vintage stuff into their room. They fully intended to share it with Naruko, but the blonde turned them down. She didn’t know what kind of drunk she would be, and she didn’t want to find out while taking up residence in a house she frankly had no business being in. Hanabi, from what she understood, was a very…passionate drunk who would happily throw off her clothes and toss herself at the first girl she saw (which was more often than not her twin sister). As for Hinata…she didn’t get drunk. At all. The presence of Kushina in her womb gave her a remarkable tolerance to alcohol, which allowed the hot-blooded Hyuga to knock back a lot of booze. And the more Hinata knocked back, the happier Kushina got, which was probably why Naruko did little to stop her friend from indulging in sake despite her own aversion to drinking. It was the only way her mother could enjoy that luxury anymore in her current state. But it didn’t make standing in this chamber all by her lonesome any easier.

“Well, let’s just hurry up and get this over with,” Naruko said, sitting down on one of the benches. Dipping a washcloth into a bucket of soapy water, the blonde set about the task of lathering her naked body up. She rubbed fervently at her left arm, covering most of it in lavender-scented foam when the door to the bath finally opened. “About time you got in here,” Naruko said, smirking as she turned toward the intruder…only to drop it like a rock when she saw the newcomer was neither Hinata nor Hanabi, but their very iron-hearted and disapproving mother. Shit!

“It’s you,” Hikari said, her face cold and her voice laced with frost. Like Naruko, she was completely naked, but that did nothing to diminish the imposing figure she cut. Not while all her muscles were on display and her massive breasts, which easily dwarfed both of her daughters,’ rippled with every draconic breath she took. The air around her seemed to crackle as though it too had frozen even within this heated chamber.

“I’m sorry, Hinata-san said I could bathe here,” stammered Naruko as she hastily brushed the soap off her arm. “I’ll…I’ll go…”

The Hyuga matriarch narrowed her eyes at the blonde, sharpening them to the point where Naruko could feel them piercing into her. “Hmmm…no.”

The blonde blinked in confusion. “No?”

“No, you won’t be going,” said Hikari. “You are…a guest of the Hyuga household, and of my daughters. And I already vowed that we would not be an unaccommodating clan. So go on. Bathe and enjoy yourself. You have…my approval.”

“O…kay,” Naruko mumbled, sitting awkwardly back down and wishing Hikari had instead told her to leave. Because it would have been a lot more straightforward than telling her to stay. She felt like she was being watched right now, like the clan head was waiting for her to slip up and commit the most minor of mishaps, giving her the impetus she’d need to toss the uninvited Uzumaki out of her compound. And since Hikari was a Hyuga, chances are that was exactly what she was doing; their special abilities meant they could watch you even while their backs were turned.

Naruko did not take her sweet time washing herself up. With militant efficiency, the young Uzumaki scrubbed and rinsed every centimeter of skin she could reach, intent on getting out of this place as quickly as possible. No way was she going to stick around with the head of the Hyuga matriarch breathing down her neck. She wasn’t even going to wallow in the bathwater. There was no point; it’s not like she could ever relax in these circumstances. However, before Naruko could stand up, she felt a pair of soft hands start to gracefully caress her back. “What the…?”

“Allow me to wash your back, Uzumaki,” Hikari said, giving the younger woman’s shoulders a surprisingly gentle rub. “A proper lady must exercise perfect hygiene, and that means leaving NO SPOT unwashed.”

“Uh, okay. As you wish…Hyuga-sama.”

Naruko sat by uneasily as the older woman rubbed on her back. Hikari massaged her flesh, starting with the blonde’s shoulder blades and trailing them down her curves before swiftly withdrawing them and clasping both the younger woman’s shoulders. The Hyuga kneaded them tenderly, pulling Naruko closer to her until both her bare breasts were pressing onto either side of her head. Naruko suppressed a gasp. Shit, this woman’s boobs felt really, really good against her skin. Just the feeling of the soft, firm pillows beginning to engulf her was sparking something warm in her abdomen and hard in her tits.

“You’re so rigid,” said Hikari when she felt Naruko no doubt go stiff at the contact. The soft, womanly flesh of the Hyuga rippled like gelatin all around her. “You need to relax. You are in the safest place in all of Konoha.”

“I…I know,” murmured Naruko.

“Shall I call for a maid to give you a proper massage?”

“No, no, but thanks. I’ll…no doubt ease up once I finish up in here.” She shuddered when the older woman thrust her chest forward, sinking her head even deeper into her breasts.

“In that case,” Hikari said, pulling away and marching forward to sit on the nearest bench, the one right in front of Naruko. “Will you return the favor and wash my back then?”

“Uh,” Naruko stammered, staring at the older woman’s naked backside. Hikari looked like she once had the build of a slender woman like her two daughters. But birthing two girls and hardening her body through decades of strenuous training and combat experience had given the Hyuga matriarch a thicker and more formidable form. She still bore an hourglass figure, but her back gleamed with more prominent muscles while her buttocks rippled with greater plumpness. Just the sight of those naked creamy ovals bobbing as she walked and lightly contorting as she sat down was enough to send an electrifying tingle up Naruko’s spine. It shamed her to admit it, but Hinata’s mother was hot. “Yes, right. Of course. I’ll get to it right away, Hyuga-sama.”

Hesitantly, Naruko stepped forward, approaching the older woman with the bucket of soapy water. With a nervous nibble on her lip, she took a handful of foam out and started to lather it all over the expanse of ivory skin presented before her. She spread it over Hikari’s shoulders, down her blades, into the indent of her back, and slid her fingers down its length, painting every inch she could white and stopping just short of where her gluteal muscles began. Through it all, the mother remained silent, giving Naruko no sign that she was doing anything right or wrong. It would have been absolutely nerve-wracking had the sight of the suds dripping down Hikari’s skin not distracted her, especially when they began to seep into the cleft of her ass.

SPRRSSSSS! Naruko swiftly rinsed the water off the older woman’s back, washing away the suds and showing off her pristine and now very wet skin. Realizing she hadn’t yet rinsed off her own back, Naruko proceeded to do the same to herself, spraying her body with the cleaning hose before spinning around to grab her towel and beeline out of here. Unfortunately, her hand failed to reach the cloth before the older woman took hold of it and started to pull her towards the bath.

“Come, Uzumaki, bathe in the water with me. The salts within will do your skin good.”

“If…you insist,” Naruko stammered, now no longer able to keep her eyes away from the large, shiny, bulbous cheeks sashaying right in front of her. “Th-thank you.”

She continued to watch as Hikari stepped into the bath and descended into the water, slowly so that the Naruko could watch as the water lapped against her buttocks while it swallowed it up completely. Now sitting down with only her bare shoulders exposed, Hikari gave Naruko’s hand a sharp tug. Getting the hint, the blonde scampered into the water and took her seat right next to the mother with a deep breath, wincing a bit at the pain of the sudden heat now fully enveloping her. It was short-lived however and soon enough, Naruko was able to enjoy the warmth and begin relaxing, if only a little.

“Ahhh,” she sighed, leaning back, not fully aware that Hikari’s eyes had been on her the whole time.

“Hm,” the blue-haired woman murmured, just loud enough to remind Naruko of her presence.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Am I doing something wrong?” the blonde asked, giving the Hyuga her full attention. Hikari stared back at her, her face stony and unreadable like always.

“No, you’re not doing…anything wrong, Uzumaki,” Hikari said.

“Then…why are you looking at me like that, Hyuga-sama?”

Hikari pursed her lips with another contemplative hum. “I was just…reminiscing is all.”

Naruko blinked. Was it just her, or did the Hyuga matriarch almost sound…sad?

“Uzumaki, could you do me one request?” said Hikari.

“What is it?” said the blonde.

“Let down your hair.”

Naruko blinked. “Let down…my hair? Why?”

“Just do it!” Hikari ordered sternly, almost shouting and getting a startled jump out of the younger girl. “I just…I need to see you…in your completely natural state,” she added, both her expression and her voice softening considerably.

“Of…of course, Hyuga-sama,” said Naruko. Reaching up, she removed the clips holding her hair up, and let the long, buttery locks spill down her back and on either side of her face. They slumped awkwardly into the water and Naruko felt a bit silly sitting in the bath with her hair now getting soaked. But the leader of the Hyuga clan told her to lower her hair, and as a guest in her home, Naruko couldn’t refuse her. Even if she didn’t understand what the purpose of the request was.

The water bobbed and rippled as the older woman shifted her position, turning her whole body so that it faced Naruko. In the corner of her vision, the blonde could just make out the crimson circles of Hikari’s areolas peering out of the water as her large breasts floated to the top, but she fought the urge to look at them to instead focus on the Hyuga’s face. It was…strange. Like nothing she had ever seen on Hikari before. The stern leader, the harsh politician, the icy kunoichi…none of those were standing before her in all their harshly proud glory. In their place, Naruko only saw…a sad, middle-aged woman bearing a lifetime of regret and hundreds of unfulfilled dreams. But that couldn’t have been right…could it? This was Hikari Hyuga she was talking about! The Iron Queen of the Konoha! Surely, she was just misreading things, or possibly under the effect of genjutu, right?

Naruko went stiff when a hand suddenly reached out and caressed her cheek. “You look just like her,” the older woman said, her voice nearly a whisper.

The younger girl blinked again. “Who?”

“Kushina. Your mother.”

“Oh.”

Hikari caressed Naruko’s face again, running her fingers down her cheek like it was made of delicate porcelain before cupping them gently beneath her chin. “I loved her, you know.”

“You…loved my mother?” said Naruko. “Like…a sister?”

“No. I wanted to make her my wife.”

“Oh.” That was…unexpected. Naruko never imagined Hikari swung that way. Or that she felt that way for her mom.

“But she and I, we had duties to fulfill,” Hikari continued. “We needed to marry a strong husband each, bear heirs for our clans, and raise them into proper successors. Our love…was never meant to be. But…when Hiashi and Minato passed away, I realized…perhaps it could be. Kushina and I could unite our two clans, raise our children together, forge a powerful legacy that are lost husbands would be proud of.”

“That…sounds nice…I guess,” said Naruko, though she wasn’t sure what to think really. So much was being unloaded onto her at once that it was hard to digest properly.

Hikari’s expression turned cold once again and her hand fell off Naruko’s chin and into the water with a harsh splash. The blonde flinched, thinking for a moment that she had offended the older woman.

“But then…she stole her from me!”

“What?” Naruko asked, backing away to put some distance between her and Hikari, who looked like she was about to boil the water all around her. “Who stole…who from you?”

“Have you forgotten already?” hissed the older woman. “Hinata! She stole Kushina from me—and you—when she put her into her womb!”

“Oh.” Right. Naruko should have figured that was what, and who Hikari was referring to. Because for the longest time, that was how Naruko felt about Hinata as well. That the girl had stolen her mother from her and locked her up in a prison from which she would never escape. All of a sudden, she was starting to realize precisely why Hinata and Hikari had such a tense relationship.

“Kushina could have been mine,” Hikari hissed, balling her hands up into fists. “She should have been mine! In just a few more weeks, I could have easily drawn up the terms for our marriage and proposed to her! But then, she…that greedy daughter of mine…she took Kushina all for herself with that insidious jutsu of her. And ensured I could never see, touch, or hear her ever again!”

Naruko looked on as Hikari went on her tirade, watching helplessly as the older woman seethed and struggled not to cry, even while the tears welled up in her lavender eyes. The blonde understood her frustration. She understood it perfectly well. And while Naruko believed she was starting to make peace with what had happened to her mother and was finding she could still connect with her despite her circumstances, she knew it wasn’t an easy thing to get over.

“How could she do this to me? I had known Kushina my whole life! What made Hinata think she deserved her while she was just a child?! It’s not fair! It’s not fair at all!”

Especially since she doubted Hikari would want to connect with Kushina the way Naruko had. Very few people were willing to be intimate with their own flesh and blood, and even Naruko needed some time to get over the fact that having sex with Hinata would mean vicariously having sex with her mother as well. But she didn’t know what she could possibly say or do to help the older woman.

“But…looking at you,” Hikari said, finally regaining her composure and gazing at Naruko once more, “it almost feels like…she’s sitting here with me again. And maybe in some way,” she scooched closer to Naruko and caressed her cheek again, “some part of her is!” And without another word, she took Naruko’s face in both her hands, leaned forward, and kissed her on the lips.

“MMPPHHH?!” Naruko gasped at the woman’s sudden intrusion into her person, but she did not resist her. Was she…was Hinata’s mom…seriously kissing her? She was. She was! When did…why did…how was all this happening?!

“Ah!” Hikari moaned when she pulled away, pulling their lips apart with a pop. “I wonder…if that’s how she tasted?” She wrapped her arms around Naruko’s body, slid her hands down Naruko’s back, and snaked her fingers across both mounds of her bubbly rump. “And is this…how she felt?” She lifted the blonde up, spread her thighs apart, and sat Naruko down so their legs were interlocked and their crotches were just barely touching. Naruko shivered when she felt the older woman’s swollen clitoris brush against her own. “Ohhh…you have no idea…how long I’ve dreamed of this.”

“You…loved my mother…that much?” said Naruko, struggling to keep her breath as the older woman started to rub the younger girl’s body against her own.

“Words cannot describe…how much I loved her. Still love her. Still want her!” Hikari was grinding really hard now, squeezing Naruko’s buttocks hard as she bobbed the blonde up and down her gyrating crotch. Her eyes closed and her head reared back as she took in the pleasurable sensation, enjoying every second of the Uzumaki’s precious flesh on her womanhood. “Mmm! Mmmm! MMMM!”

Naruko was enjoying it too. Enjoying the electrical feeling of her clit squishing into the older woman’s. Enjoying the fluttering motions of Hikari’s vaginal petals flapping into her sex. Enjoying the softness of the Hyuga’s large, motherly bosoms pressing into hers, crushing them, engulfing them. She was doing it…she was having sex with her friend’s mother. Her best friend’s mother. Her lover’s mother. And she…she was liking it!

“I’d do anything to be with Kushina again!” Hikari cried, digging her fingers deeper into Naruko’s derriere and pushing her harder into her sex, like she was trying to unbirth the younger girl completely. “Anything, anything, anything! I’d even…I’d even go back to the womb to be with her!”

Something clicked in Naruko’s blessed-out haze.  “You’d…go back to the womb…to be with my mother?”

“Yes. I would. If it were possible…I’d have Hinata use the jutsu to put me into the womb!”

“You…would return to the womb,” said Naruko.

“Yes! I’d return to the womb! I’d return to the womb! I’D RETURN TO THE WOMB!”

She’d return to the womb. She wants to go to the womb. She needs to be in the womb.

“I must return to the womb! I must return to the womb!” cried Hikari.

“Then I’ll do it!” said Naruko. “I’ll return you to the womb! To the womb! To the womb!” Then without even thinking, her hands fluttered together to form the seals, the familiar seals that forever changed everyone’s lives.

“Return me to the womb! Return me to the womb! Return me to the—”

There was a blinding flash of light. Hikari went silent. Naruko gasped. An orgasm burst out of her, tingling, hot, and rattling her every womanly nerve, from the tip of her clitoris to the dilating ring of her cervix, and in every fold in between. A sharp feeling of growth and fullness welled up within her. And when she opened her eyes, Hikari was nowhere to be seen, save as a massive, fleshy, ball of tan floating in the water before her.

Nothing happened at first. Naruko could only wallow in the water, panting heavily, basking in the afterglow of the orgasm, and wondering if the events of the past few minutes were real. But then, she felt a shift of something moving under her skin in her swollen stomach. It started off slow, like someone awakening from a deep slumber. Then there was a jump followed by a feeling of shock, then panic, and a series of frantic jolts and kicks as the inhabitant within Naruko thrashed around. At last it seemed to calm down and feel about its surroundings, rubbing the blonde’s insides with a feeling of curiosity and fascination. Naruko shuddered and leaned her head back with a moan, the sensation feeling startlingly pleasant and sending shivers up her spin, but not before catching the imprint of a hand rising up from her dome.

And that was when the thing inside Naruko got really excited.

“Oh Kame!” she gasped as the mass wiggled madly around inside of her with even greater fervor. It threw itself against the walls of her belly, ran its hands across the circumference of the sphere engulfing it, licked the flesh within with…something light, feathery, and boneless…a tongue…it was a tongue! And it pressed two great, heaving, mounds up against Naruko’s abdomen, so hard and firm that she could see them bulging through her skin, complete with the sharp points that could only belong to fully erect nipples.

It was Hikari. Hikari was really inside her. Hikari Hyuga was really inside her!

“Oh Kame! Oh Kame!” Naruko cried as the Hyuga matriarch’s wigging intensified. She rubbed every inch of her naked body against the blonde’s uterine walls. She sucked a patch of flesh into her sensual lips, scraped the pulsating linings with her hardened nipples, pinched a line of womb tissue between her ass cheeks, and sensually twirled a finger around the rapidly dilating hole of Naruko’s cervix. And Naruko felt it all. She felt it all. Hikari’s every individual movement, her every inch of naked skin, her every nook, her every curve, her every cranny, she felt them all through the wildly fluttering walls of her uterus. And it felt…fucking amazing! There were tingles in her spine, in the base of her skull, in the tips of her nipples, and down the length of her fluttering love tunnel. It was like…it was like Hikari was fucking her from the inside! “Oh Kame! OH KAME!”

Naruko rubbed furiously at her pussy, which was burning hot to the touch even within the warm bathwater. Her clit was swollen, her petals were writhing as ecstatically as the woman trapped inside her, the electricity sizzled brighter, and she, she, she…was cumming again! “AAAAGGGHHH! OHHHH, YESSSSS!”

Naruko bucked and jolted with her orgasm, and she bucked and jolted some more with the splashes of liquid tickling her. Not from the water rippling excitedly around her, but from the fluids spraying her insides. Hikari was cumming too. She was cumming inside Naruko, and every spritz of her juices on her uterine walls was invoking a spasm in them! They rippled and slapped against the older woman, clenching so tightly around Hikari’s body that Naruko could almost visualize her appearance from the touch alone. She…she was going to cum again! “GAHHH!”

Again and again, she orgasmed, and again and again, Hikari thrashed wildly around, making Naruko cum again. It was endless. She wouldn’t stop. She wouldn’t stop! And Naruko was completely powerless, unable to do anything but lean back, bathe in the tingles and listen to the water ripple and slap all around her. “AHHHH!”

“You finally did it.”

Naruko hazily looked behind her to see the smug form of Hinata entering the chamber. She was completely naked, hadn’t even bothered to tie up her long blue hair, and her stomach was flat, at least at first. She allowed it to swell up as she stepped closer to the bath until it had reached its glorious full size, and the woman within could be seen wiggling happily around.

“So how does it feel?” said Hinata as she slipped into the water right next to Naruko, sitting close enough so that their bellies were touching.

“She…won’t stop,” whispered Naruko while she struggled to keep her breath even amongst the tingling and her unending arousal from Hikari’s constant massaging of her insides. “She just…keeps moving…and making me…OH KA-MEEEEEE!” Hinata caught the blonde as she fell back, bucking sharply from her latest climax. “Uhn! Uhn! Uh-huuuhhnnn! Hinata…chan…how do you…how do you live like this?”

“With sex. Lots and lots of sex,” giggled the Hyuga while she caressed her lover’s bulbous stomach lovingly. “I do it enough that it keeps Kushina quiet for a little while. Though I’m sure this lucky lady you got is just undergoing an initial high from being enwombed. She’ll wear herself out. Eventually. So who was it, anyway? Who’s the girl you gave a nice new home to?” She rubbed the blonde’s stomach with soothing circular motions. “Was it somebody cute? Somebody hot? Somebody powerful?”

“Uh…” Naruko bit her lip as suddenly realized what she had done. She unbirthed Hinata’s mother. She unbirthed. Hinata’s. Mother! What was she thinking? She couldn’t enwomb the head of the Hyuga clan and the woman who gave birth to Hinata and her sister! Sure, Hikari and Hinata didn’t get along, but she was still her mother! It wasn’t right, and there was no way her friend would ever accept this! Oh, how was she going to explain this?

Before Naruko could begin uttering her apology, she shuddered with another sharp tickle in her abdomen. Hikari was licking and suckling on her womb walls again. Not only that, her stomach was rubbing against Hinata’s in a very peculiar way. Looking down, she saw why: the impression of Hikari’s head was bulging out of stomach and it was ravenously kissing the impression of Kushina’s head on Hinata’s. The two women, the two mothers, the two…lovers were making out with each other within the confines of their fleshy homes. And within Naruko, she could sense a feeling of happiness welling up within her. Hikari was in no way distressed about her eternal imprisonment. No, she was the happiest she had ever been! Getting trapped in a separate womb had someway and somehow brought her closer to the woman she loved!

Naruko could only gape at the sight. Hinata, however, grinned with amusement. “Oh-ho, how ambitious of you, Naruko-chan. You got my mother of all people. How about that?”

“I’m sorry! I-I wasn’t thinking! She…she just started scissoring me and saying that she wanted to return to the womb, and I just—”

“It’s okay, Naruko-chan, I don’t mind at all.”

“You…don’t? But Hinata-chan, this is your mother!”

“Yeah, and now she won’t be getting on my case anymore. And if anything else, she’s better off like this. Aren’t you, Mom?” Hikari only deepened her kiss into Kushina’s lips. It was unclear if she was answering her daughter’s question or just pushing herself closer to her star-crossed lover. “And now that she’s out of the way, it’ll make things…easier for all of us.”

“Easier? What do you mean?” said Naruko.

“Well, she can’t lead the Hyuga clan from the womb. Which means Hanabi and I will just have to step up and take our proper place as the new leaders of the clan, which we were always destined for. And since Mom is inside you, it would be prudent that you join us as well, as my lawfully-wedded wife of course. To help legitimize our rule.”

“Your…wife?” said Naruko. “You want me to…marry you?”

“Yes. Will you do it, Naruko-chan? Will you marry me?”

“I…ah!” She gasped again, feeling the onset of another orgasm welling up within her. “Yes! I will! For you and your sister-chan! And…for our mothers! I…think they’ll need us…to be together.”

“That, they will, my lovely Naruko-chan,” smiled Hinata, leaning forward to give her lover a kiss. Hikari wiggled happily at the contact, as did Kushina. “Now, how about we have a little fun ourselves? Mom won’t wear herself out, at least before the night is done.”

Naruko was in no position to say no.

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Hinata-chan watched the elders all take their places in the council room, resisting the urge to giggle, smirk, or even curve her lips the entire time. They bickered and grunted grumpily amongst themselves, wondering what in Izanagi's name this meeting was about. But not a single one showed any sign of knowing what was going on or what was coming. They didn't even know that the woman sitting at their head dressed in a regal kimono wasn't even their clan leader. And as long as Hinata-chan maintained her disguise, they never would. Which was why it was important that she show no hint of happiness. For Hikari never displayed happiness while she was a free woman. All she ever showed was iron.

"Gentlemen and ladies, if you would please," she said sternly when the last elder finally sat down. "I would like to begin speaking now." The room when quiet in a flash. Everyone knew better than to speak before the Iron Queen had finished. Inwardly, Hinata-chan couldn't help but inwardly sigh at that. She would love to have all this power at her command forever. Alas, she was just a shadow clone made so that her creator could assume it instead. It was unfortunate, but Hinata-chan knew it was necessary in making Hinata's dream for a perfect world a reality. So she continued to speak, intent on making the most of her position while she still had it.

"I apologize for calling you all forth on such short notice. I understand that all of you have other obligations of great import in relation to the clan as well as your own personal business. However, something has surfaced recently that I believe requires our immediate attention."

"You speak as if war has been declared, Hikari-sama" one elder with a receding hairline said.

"It hasn't been," said Hinata-chan. "But it may only be a matter of time, from multiple fronts. Our enemies in the Murata clan are gaining more influence in the Land of Water while the rest of the country grows more unstable. Trade is stalling with the Land of Lightning despite their agreements with Fire, meaning hostilities might be looming. We have seen increasingly more sightings of the notorious missing-nin, Kuroko Koumori..."

These were indeed serious matters Hinata-chan was bringing up, but they didn't call for an immediate meeting with the Hyuga clan elders. However, it was important that she keep on talking and holding their rapt attention. Especially once the door opened and in shuffled the Hyuga serving girls. They carried with them trays, cups, and kettles of tea to serve the elders. That wasn't the important part. The important part was that, with the exception of one, none of them were actual serving girls. They were Hinata clones taking on the guise of maids. And the elders didn't have a clue.

"...But perhaps most serious of all," Hinata-chan said, "is that the Akatsuki have reported increased activity of Tailed Beasts and Jinchūriki. The coast has seen rumblings believed to come from the Three, Gaara of the Sand is rumored to be fully possessed by the One, and..." she paused for a moment to frown ever so slightly, giving off the effect that she was looking especially troubled by this last piece of news.

"What is it?" said one curmudgeonly-looking old man.

"The Aburame clan may have obtained the Seven."

That was a lie. Completely fabricated bullshit and Hinata-chan had no credible evidence to even make a case for it. But the uncomfortably stunned silence she was greeted by showed she got what she set out to achieve. The Aburame clan was the Hyuga's greatest political rival in Konoha, and while the two were able to maintain a degree of peace and civility between them, the insectoid ninjas were an ambitious lot that had long been looking to improve their standing within the village's hierarchy. No one knew what depths they were willing to sink to to achieve their goals, and no one wanted to know. All anyone knew was that the Aburame could be a frightening enemy that was especially ruthless in battle. Needless to say, it had been something of a relief when its heir, Shino, grew up to be an entomophobe that rebelled against their traditions and regularly purged his body of the clan's insects, but that also meant they would have to seek even greater sources of power to make up for their uncertain future. And nothing was an even greater source of power than a god-like insect.

A murmur rose amongst the elders and many of them went to take a draught of their tea. Hinata-chan bit down hard on her lip to keep herself from smiling. Everything was going according to plan.

"Those are serious allegations you raise," said an old man almost on the other end of the room. "The type that could get someone tried for reason. What evidence do you have for this?"

Hinata-chan withdrew a scroll from within her kimono. "It was told to me in this scroll, which bears the official seal of the Akatsuki." It didn't of course, and she was careful to hold the scroll in such a way so that the seal was facing away from the elders, though one stray Byakugan would reveal the lie. "I could read it to you, if you like."

"You...do...that," the old man said, his stance wobbling and his voice growing slurred. A quick scan of the room revealed most of the elders were displaying similar states of grogginess. That was good; the effect of the specially brewed tea Hinata-chan had served to them was having its effect. Now it was time for the coup de grâce.

"Of course," she said, unfurling the scroll and displaying its contents. Which was not an encoded message from the Akatsuki, but a flashbang note! White light exploded all over the room. Every elder gasped and flinched. And every Hinata clone present latched on to a different one and cast a very specific jutsu on them. Alongside the other clones Hinata-chan made within that precious split second, who went on to pounce on all the other elders.

There were more flashes of light. And in less than seven seconds, all the Hyuga elders were gone. Replacing each of them was a Hinata clone dressed in a plain kimono and bearing a massive, round stomach. The plan had succeeded.

"Wh-what's going on?!" the one lone non-Hinata maid cried when she saw the room full of clones. "Hikari-sama, what on Earth—HAH!"

"Hm-hm-hm-hm," Hinata-chan giggled as she seized the pretty little maid. "I am not Hikari." She undid the transformation jutsu and assumed the form she came into this world in. Young, slender, with long blue hair, and of course, no clothes on.

"Hinata?!" cried the maid.

Hinata-chan laughed. "Wrong again! I'm a shadow clone, here to do Hinata-sama's bidding."

"But...the elders..." the maid said, looking back between the naked clone holding her tight and the dozens of pregnant ones grinning devilishly at her. "What are...is...is this a coup?"

"Something like that, yeah," said Hinata-chan. "But don't worry about the elders. They'll be fine. My sisters will take care of them and ensure they enjoy the retirement they all were in sore need of. But as for you..."

The maid froze up. "No, please, Hinata-sama, don't hurt me! I'll do anythinttthhhhhh!"

Hinata-chan silenced her with a deep kiss on the lips. Though she was still shivering in fear, the young woman melted in the clone's grasp as she was pulled more tightly into her embrace. The naked teen's bare breasts rippled tantalizingly as they bunched up against her lithe frame. "Aw, cutie, don't cry. I'm not gonna hurt you. The opposite in fact. I'm going to do something really nice for you."

"Nice for...me?" the maid gasped.

"Yes. Something really nice," Hinata-chan said, pressing her hands down on the serving girl's shoulders. She pushed her down and down until her chin wedged itself between her big, heaving bosoms. "The nicest thing you ever experienced."

The maid murmured nervously as she pushed down even more, her face sliding in between the nude girl's breasts. Her heart rate quickened as her whole world turned white. She was scared and confused. And yet, for reasons she couldn't explain, she found herself getting excited about the prospect of being so close to Hinata (or a clone of her at least). Of feeling her skin all around her, inhaling her scent, and hearing her heartbeat from within the massive orbs. A hard, pink nipple poked hard into her cheek. It looked sweeter than any berry she had ever eaten. She...she had to taste it! The maid latched her lips all around the nub and suckled hungrily like a newborn babe. There was no point in her resisting, so she might as well try and enjoy herself for now.

"Mmmm. Good girl," cooed Hinata-chan as she gave the girl's hair an affectionate caress. "That's a really good girl. You've more than earned your reward." Her hands began to form the seals.

"And...that is?" said the maid, looking up at her new master.

"It's...THIS!" exclaimed Hinata-chan. The last seal was formed. A light ignited from it, and the next thing the maid knew, she was naked and in a dark place full of warmth and wetness and pleasure. Constant, unending inescapable pleasure.

***

Hinata-chan giggled as her captive wiggled delightfully in her new home. She hadn't even been in there for five minutes, and she was already squirming up a storm, the fear that had seized her heart before now completely evaporated. Hinata-chan didn't fancy the idea of having some wrinkly old fart stuck inside of her. If she was going to be permanently pregnant with anyone, she'd rather it be with a cute girl. And when she laid eyes on this particular maid, she decided she would have her. Sure, bringing in a non-clone maid wasn't part of the plan her creator had drawn up for her, but it wouldn't hurt anyone if just one servant went missing.

Though she couldn't help but pout at the maid uniform she was wearing now. Amusing and sexy as it was to see the white apron bouncing around with her captive's movements, it was disheartening to know how far in rank she had fallen. From the head of the clan to a lowly maid. Don't I deserve a little more than that?

The door slid open and in walked the original Hinata, clad in her usual garbs, with her midriff bare and her Kushina-filled stomach bloated and jiggling. She looked around at all the clones with an approving smile. "So I take it everything went according to plan?"

"Yes, Hinata-sama," a clone replied, standing up to greet her creator. "Every elder has been enwombed, just like you wanted."

"The tranquilizing agent added to the tea worked," said another clone. "None of them realized what was happening until the flashbang went off."

"And by then, it was too late for any of them to act," said a third one.

"Now there is no one left to challenge your authority," added a fourth.

"Excellent!" said the creator as she took another gleeful survey of the room, taking in every pregnant clone before her and likely arranging a schedule in her head of when to have some fun with them. She stopped when her eyes fell on the one clone dressed as a maid. "I see someone here had a little extra though."

"Hey, what can I say?" said Hinata-chan. "I saw a cutie and I took her. Besides, as the clone responsible for actually orchestrating this plan, I deserve to have a nice sexy girl in me. Not some gross old guy. But, um...do you think I could at least have a higher rank than just a maid."

"We'll see what you're qualified for at a later date," said Hinata. "There are more important things to be done right now. Not least of which is to reinstate my position as heir to the clan, and with it, its new leader!"

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Mikoto Uchiha looked around the table with a heavy sigh. It was a big table. Too big for one person to eat meals or drink tea on. But that was just what Mikoto had been doing with increasing regularity now. First her husband, Fugaku, died many years ago, leaving her to take care of the children by herself. Then her firstborn son, Itachi, joined the Akatsuki, whereupon he would be away from home for months, if not years at a time, engaging in top-secret assignments of international interest while investigating the dreaded Tailed Beasts and their associated Jinchūriki. Finally, her second-born graduated from the academy, and in turn spent more and more time on assignment as well, often leaving the village for weeks at a time. And even when she wasn't on duty, Shiki tended to prefer the company of her friends, namely her girlfriends, over her own mother. Mikoto didn't blame her for that; she had been young and horny once too.

Losing her husband had been hard, but Mikoto liked to think that she ultimately did right by her daughters. They grew up to be skilled ninjas and she was proud of both of them. But now that they had flown the nest, Mikoto's job as a mother was over, and she had no idea what to do now with all her free time.

If only Kushina was still around. Ah yes, Kushina. The red-haired vixen of Konoha. Back when they were all young genin fresh out of the academy, she, Mikoto, and Hikari had formed quite the team. Nothing could stand in their way, and Mikoto was a little ashamed to admit it, but she might have harbored something of a crush on the Uzumaki. Hikari did as well, or at least the Uchiha thought she did. Alas, nothing could ever come of such feelings; politics and familial obligations ensured that. But the three kunoichi's bonds remained strong, even as they retired as ninjas to become full-fledged mothers and matriarchs of their respective houses.

And then came that fateful day. Kushina was pulled from the world and into the womb of her honorary niece in a freak accident. Hikari turned cold and withdrew from the world, focusing solely on her house's affairs. And Mikoto was left all alone with no one but her family to bring warmth to her life.

Why am I thinking about this right now? she thought as she sipped her tea. Am I trying to whip myself into a depression? In a way, yes, she was. Now that she had nothing she needed to do and no people to interact with, Mikoto was losing herself to her thoughts more and more. I need to do something before I start indulging in sake. Maybe I should return to active duty as a ninja? Or get myself a pet, something to dote on now that Shiki and Itachi don't need me anymore. Or just take up a new hobby. Or maybe I could, her hand trembled as she set the teacup back down on the oversized table, reconnect with Hikari. Or barring that, maybe...connect with Hinata and...Kushina...

A sudden knocking at the door broke her chain of thought. “Coming!” she said, sliding out of her chair. She wondered who it could have possibly been and hoped to Kami it wasn't a courier delivering tragic news. Thankfully it wasn't, but the person she greeted at the door was no less shocking. “Oh! Hyuga...Hanabi is it?” Mikoto unfortunately didn't know the Hyuga heiress nearly as well as she liked and spoke to her even less. Thanks to her estrangement from Hikari combined with Mikoto's lack of authority in her own clan after her husband's death, neither she nor Hanabi had any reason to ever cross paths. So to see the young Hyuga lady on her doorstop in the heart of the Uchiha compound was one of the last things the mother ever expected.

“It is,” Hanabi said, giving Mikoto a polite bow. “I'm glad you remembered. May I come inside for a moment?”

“Oh, um, sure. Of course.” Mikoto stepped aside to let the younger girl in. “I'm sorry if the place isn't the tidiest right now. I wasn't expecting any guests at this hour.”

“It's all right. I apologize as well for coming in so unexpectedly. I just have something very...important to discuss with you.”

That gave Mikoto an uneasy pause. “With...me? Whatever could you want with me?” Her eyes fell over the table, which Hanabi was looking at with slight curiosity. “Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot my manners. I've prepared some tea. Would you like some Hyuga-sama?”

“Please, call me Hanabi. I don't want things to be so formal between us. And yes, I would like some tea.”

“Okay then. Have a seat right there, Hyu—Hanabi. I'll get a cup for you.” She fetched one from the nearby cabinet, the finest ceramic one she could find with a Sumi-e painting of a cherry blossom tree in full bloom inked on its surface. She had no idea what the younger girl had come to talk to her about, but Mikoto figured she should spare no expense giving the Hyuga heiress the best hospitality she could afford, and that included letting her use her best teacup.

“Thank you, Uchiha-san” Hanabi said after Mikoto finished pouring her tea. She graciously waited for her host to take her seat on the other side of the table before taking a light, feminine sip. “It is good.”

“Thank you. And, um, call me Mikoto. It's only fair, if I'm to call you Hanabi.”

“As you wish,” said the younger girl, taking another sip.

Mikoto took a sip of her own. Despite how odd this situation was, she couldn't help but feel...nostalgic. It was likely because she was finally getting to share a drink with company after spending so many nights alone. It was...nice to feel that again. “How is your family doing, if you don't mind me asking?” she said. It was a casual question, maybe moreso than what potentially official business Hanabi had come to speak to her about, but it was still good manners to open up the meeting with some friendly small talk.

Hanabi's lips curved upward to form an enigmatic smile, the kind you were likely to see on a noblewoman in a historical painting. “My family is...good, thank you very much. In fact, I wold say it's doing better than ever.”

“Oh?” murmured Mikoto, raising an eyebrow.

“Hinata and my mother are finally...reconciling you could say.”

“Oh. That's wonderful,” said Mikoto. She didn't know the full story, but she was well aware that she wasn't the only one Hikari had turned from. She and her firstborn daughter had a strained relationship, and Mikoto was certain it had something to do with the redhead secured firmly within the latter's uterus. “And...Kushina?”

“She's doing very well too. In fact, she and Oka-san have even...reconnected too, you could say.”

“Reconnected?” Mikoto set her cup down. “How?”

“That's actually what I've come to talk to you about,” said Hanabi, setting her now empty teacup down in turn. “I understand you, Uzumaki-san, and Oka-san were all very...close once.”

“We...were.”

“Well, I want to make you all close once again. To reunite you and make you the spiritual sisters you originally were and were always meant to be.”

“How?”

Hanabi's cryptic smile grew wider and more cryptic. “Come with me and I will show you.”

Together, they stowed the dishes and exited the Uchiha compound side by side. The day was bright, the sky was mostly cloudless, and a comfortable breeze was blowing. However, Mikoto didn't notice any of that. She was too focused on Hanabi's words. The Hyuga was being awfully opaque with them. What did she mean by reuniting her with Hikari and Kushina? And why would she want to? Hanabi hardly knew Mikoto and she didn't owe her anything; she couldn't have been doing this just out of the kindness of her heart.

Mikoto peered at the younger girl next to her to see if she could read anything on her. She couldn't. Unlike her sister, Hanabi was a closed book, capable of maintaining a steady (and very elegant) poker face. Just like her mother. It was one of the few things she inherited from Hikari; Hanabi otherwise took after her father with her chocolate locks and sharp facial features. Though as Mikoto traced the heiress' form, she could see Hanabi was much like her mother in two very sizable areas, which was still very noticeable under the kimono that clung tightly to her body.

“Do you like the way I look?” the younger girl asked.

“Huh?” Mikoto sputtered before realizing she was caught. “Oh, um...I just couldn't help but notice how beautiful and well-dressed you were today.”

“Hm-hm-hm, I'm glad you think so,” Hanabi said, placing a hand daintily over her mouth to muffle her giggle. “But you shouldn't pay much attention to me just yet. You'll have plenty of time for that. You should instead enjoy this beautiful day. While you still can.”

“What do you mean by that?' asked Mikoto. Hanabi didn't answer. She just continued looking at the older woman with the smile of a cat that caught an oriole.

They reached the Hyuga compound after a while and entered the main building. Once there, Hanabi intercepted a maid. Or at least Mikoto assumed she was a maid at first; once she got a good look at her face and the large belly wiggling around under her apron, she realized it was Hinata. What was Hinata doing dressed up as a servant? Then again, knowing her...liberated proclivities, Mikoto realized the feisty Hyuga princess was on her way to seducing some girl.

A really...lucky girl, she thought with a small sigh. Hinata had really grown up to be something special, filling out in all the ways the Uchiha found enticing. It was shameful really, to feel lustful feelings to a girl that was young enough to be her daughter and whom she had known since she was a baby, but Mikoto couldn't help it. And the fact that she had Kushina squirming around inside her only made her more seductive. If I had sex with Hinata, it would be like I'm having sex with Kushina as well! Mikoto licked her lips at the thought and shuddered when she felt something tingle and clench between her legs.

“Hello,” said the heiress to her sister. “Are Hinata and Naruko still present?”

Mikoto broke out of her fantasizing. Wait, did Hanabi just ask for Hinata? Why? Wasn't she standing before her right now?

“They are,” said Hinata, or the maid Mikoto thought was Hinata. “You'll find them in the clan head's personal bedchamber. Or perhaps I should say your and Hinata's personal bedchamber.” She said this last part with a vulpine grin.

“Thank you,” said Hanabi with a polite bow.

The maid then turned her smirking face in Mikoto's direction. “Enjoy your stay here, Uchiha-san.”

“What's happening here?” Mikoto asked as she and Hanabi ascended the stairs. “Why did...who was...wasn't that your sister?”

“No, she wasn't,” said Hanabi with a musical lilt in her voice. “Didn't you hear her? My sister is in her bedchamber. Her and my bedchamber, that is. I believe that maid has adopted the name Hinyuna.”

“But...she looked just like...and she even had an enlarged...”

“All will be answered soon, Mikoto-san. I promise.”

Questions poured like rain in Mikoto's head as she and Hanabi traversed through the halls and ascended the stairs. Along the way, they passed by other assorted servants. Some looked normal enough, but others bore that uncanny appearance of Hikari's firstborn and some of them even sported similarly large stomachs. Just what was going on here? Was Mikoto going mad? Was she under some kind of genjutsu? Were a bunch of Hyugas using a transformation jutsu to imitate their permanently pregnant princess? And why was she being brought here? In fact, why was she being brought to Hinata and...Naruko and not Hikari? Where was Hikari anyway?

At last, the pair reached the double sliding doors leading the clan head's personal bedchamber. And on the other side, Mikoto could hear the loud, telltale moans of arousal and ecstasy from two girls making love.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!”

“Yeah! Just like that. Yeah, oh YEAH!”

“Ah! Ah! AH!”

Hanabi gripped the shutters and started to open them.

“Hanabi, STOP!” Mikoto cried, reaching for her wrists. “We can't go in—”

Too late. The doors flew wide open, and Mikoto was treated to the sight of Hinata and Naruko sitting side by side on the edge of the bed, completely naked, their legs spread wide, their hands rubbing their pussies vigorously, their breasts jiggling sumptuously, and their stomachs writhing and contorting wildly, each a massive dome nearly as big as they were.

Wait a minute.

“What on Earth?!” cried the mother.

At the sound of her voice, Hinata opened her eyes to glare at the pair. “Hanabi, what are you doing? You didn't need to bring her here, you just needed to do the signs just like I showed.”

“I didn't just want to take her in unexpectedly,” said her slightly younger sister. “It wouldn't have been right. I want her to know what she's getting into first.”

Hinata rolled her eyes. “Hanabi, if you want something, you have to seize the opportunity when it arises and take it without hesitation! You don't need to ask permission for everything.”

Next to her, Naruko rolled her eyes. “You would think that, wouldn't you?”

“Oh shut up!” Hinata snapped, and for a moment it looked like she wanted to give the blonde a gentle fist to the face. “It's not like you asked Mom. Isn't that right?” Her gaze lowered, looking as though she was addressing Naruko's large stomach rather than Naruko.

“What is going—no, never mind, I'm really sorry for...intruding on you. I had no idea what was...” Mikoto spun around on her heel, her face burning hot all over. “I'll-I'll go...”

“No, wait!” said Hanabi, catching the older woman's sleeve before she could get far. “Please, let me explain. I brought you here for a reason.”

“Yeah, don't you go anywhere!” Hinata added, jumping in front of Mikoto. She was naked still, and in absolutely no way ashamed of it. “Just sit down on the bed and this will all make sense soon.”

She shoved Mikoto away from the door. Kushina shoved her as well, her hand prints appearing on her captor's stomach as she pushed against the walls of her containment room, causing a bubble of flesh to bulge out like an amoeba's pseudopod and gently slap the Uchiha woman's abdomen. As Mikoto stumbled back, Hanabi gently took hold of her hand and guided her straight to the bed like a mother walking with a very young child. Wordlessly, Mikoto followed, feeling very much like a lost little girl, until she was seated down on the bed, right next to the still nude Naruko.

“Okay, I know what you're thinking,” said Hinata, plopping her bare butt not so gracefully on the mattress on the other side of Mikoto and causing the whole thing to shake, along with her breasts and stomach. “'Oh Kami, what is going on here, what are Hinata and Naruko doing fucking like rabbits with these large engorged stomachs in the clan head's room?' Well, the thing is—”

“Nee-chan, please let me tell her,” said Hanabi.

“Pffft, fine! But don't take too long. Kushina and I would really like to get back to the business with Naruko and Mom.” From her womb, Kushina wiggled around in agreement. In her peripheral vision, Mikoto thought she saw Naruko's stomach do the same. For a moment, she wondered who could possibly be in there. For another moment, she wondered just where the clan head, Hikari was. If she didn't know any better, she could have sworn the girls were acting like she was right here in the room with them, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Before she could put two and two together, Hanabi started to speak. “Uchiha-san, my sister has recently remembered the wondrous jutsu she created so many years ago that brought her and Uzumaki-sama's forms together. And while she couldn't recall how it was done for the longest time, she has recently recovered her notes and begun teaching it to others so that more women can form a similar bond with someone they feel especially close to or who desperately needs it. Naruko-san is one such person.”

She laid a hand on the large tanned dome of the blonde's stomach and stoked it tenderly. The flesh bulged contorted as the person within leaned into it, determined to feel as much of the girl as possible. “She found a sad person, a lonely person who believed all her chances at happiness were gone forever. But Naruko-san gave her a chance to begin again and to rediscover her lost light deep in the eternal darkness of her sacred womb.”

“Who...was this person?” asked Mikoto.

“It was none other than you and Kushina's friend, and my mother: Hikari Hyuga.”

At the sound of Hanabi's voice, Naruko''s stomach exploded in a flurry of activity. The wiggling in her dome intensified as the inhabitant within struggled and fought against the tight confines of her prison to reposition herself. Then it pushed itself outward into Mikoto, and from the tanned flesh, the mother watched it take form. Skin fell and oozed into contours to shape the outline of an elegant feminine face, a slender neck, a graceful pair of shoulders, and two breasts. Two great, massive breasts. And that's when Mikoto realized everything Hanabi told her was the truth.

“Hikari?” she whispered. The Hyuga matriarch responded by thrusting her body against the Uchiha, crushing her flesh-encrusted breasts against Mikoto's and throwing her mouth upon her lips. Mikoto gasped at the impromptu kiss, only to swiftly melt into it. It was strange; she couldn't feel and taste anything of Hikari, just the skin falling over her mouth. But she could somehow still sense the passion and excitement coming from her old friend from the depths of Naruko's womb.

Alas, it was not meant to last, for Hikari was soon pulled back into captor, her form receding into Naruko's stomach until she was nothing more than a big squirming ball of flesh. However, Mikoto wasn't left cold for long, for Kushina chose that moment to reach out to her and kiss her as well. The body of the redhead wrapped in Hinata's pale flesh seized the Uchiha's lips and nibbled furiously on them as she sought to rub her breasts as firmly as she could on the raven's form. The act was clearly stimulating for her, for Mikoto could feel the nubs of Kushina's nipples rising and hardening from underneath the layers of skin enshrouding her. Mikoto kissed her back just in time before Hinata's body pulled her back to the void where she rightfully belonged.

Mikoto sat back, dizzy, stunned, and wondering if what she had experienced was actually real. It had to be a fever dream cooked up by her lonely and touch-starved mind...right?

“It's very real,” said Hanabi as if she was reading Mikoto's mind. “Oka-san and and Uzumaki-san are very happy where they are now. Uzumaki may have resisted her enwombing for a while, but she eventually came to accept it to some degree. And my mother,” she clasped her hands, closed her eyes, and let out a relieved and satisfied sigh. “She's the happiest she's ever been. Because while she has lost all her freedom, she has reunited with the woman she loved and can finally pursue the passion she had for her that she couldn't in her previous life. And while I'll miss the sight of her face and the sound of her voice, I'm glad she's finally found happiness and love, and that she and my sister are finally getting along.”

Mikoto looked back and forth between the two naked girls she was sitting between. The two naked girls...and the equally naked women squirming around in their enlarged bellies. Stretching the flesh, jiggling it around, creating bumps on the surface, forming impressions of assorted body parts from hands to feet to faces to breasts to butts. Trapped inside with no way out. Forever. “Why did...you bring me here?”

“I told you,” said Hanabi. “I want to reunite you with Kushina and Mom. The same way they reunited with each other.”

“The same way with...” She paused and gasped when she noticed the teen was untying the obi around her waist. She hadn't been paying attention before, but now she realized Hanabi had been walking around with it tied from the front all this time. Women typically didn't wear kimono like that, not when they were attending formal events. When the obi was tied from the front, where they could more easily access it, it usually meant they had something more seductive in mind. Which could only mean...

The kimono fell in a pile to the floor, and the now naked Hanabi stepped out of it, completely unashamed and with her large breasts jutting proudly from her chest. And that's when it all clicked in Mikoto's head. “You want to lock me away...in your womb?”

Hanabi nodded. “Yes. I've been watching you for some time, Mikoto-san. Not in your house, I would never violate your privacy like that, But I have watched you while you go about your day outside the compound. And I've seen how...sad and lonely you are. And when I think about everyone and everything you lost...it makes me feel sad too.”

“But...how would putting me in a womb make everything better? If anything, that would just make me even more—AH!” Kushina and Hikari's movements on either side of her broke Mikoto out of her argument. They snuggled up to her, wiggled against her form, pressed their faces against the walls of their prisons so that their faces could be seen and kissed her on both sides of her face.

“This may sound strange and I don't understand it myself,” said Hanabi, “but when Naruko and my sister get close, Oka-san and Uzumaki-san become happy and excited, like they are aware of each other's presence. And now that you're here, they seem aware of you and are even more happy. I can't describe it, but I think there's something fundamentally miraculous about the womb when the jutsu is used to capture a person. Something about it that is spiritually uplifting.” She clasped her hands over her abdomen, over the place where her own womb resided, and sighed longingly. “I've always felt envious of my sister. While I know she and Uzumaki had their...differences...”

“That's putting it mildly,” muttered Hinata. A bulge burst out of her stomach, no doubt from Kushina kicking her uterine wall as a retort, which prompted a slap from the annoyed Hyuga. “Do that again, and there won't be any ramen for a week!”

“Ahem, as I was saying,” Hanabi continued, “Uzumaki-san and Hinata had their differences, but I also saw the pleasure they shared together whenever Uzumaki rubbed herself against Hinata. Or whenever we made love. And I wanted to experience it myself. I wanted to hold and nurture a life in my own womb just like Hinata had been, and share in the pleasures she felt. And now that I know the jutsu, I know just who it is I want to share the rest of my life with.” She sat down on Mikoto's lap, spread her legs wide, and wrapped them around the older woman's waist.

“But...we hardly know each other!” said Mikoto, who was finding it harder to stay focused with all this naked female flesh pressing in around her.

“It's not about how well you and I know one another. It's about how well you knew my mother and Uzumaki-san.” Hanabi reached her hands out and gave the stomachs of the two gravid girls a tender rub. From within them, Kushina and Hikari leaned affectionately into her like a pair of cats. “In your current place, you will never see them again. Never hear them again. Never touch them again. Yes, you can still be with them in a way, even intimate. But I think, if you come into my womb, you'll be closer to them than you ever thought possible. Maybe even more than you were when you were all free.”

She wrapped her arms around Mikoto and pulled the older woman closer until their noses were nearly touching. “I've seen how lonely you've been, Mikoto-san, and how listless you've grown. Without your friends or your children, you have no company or purpose in your life. And if you don't find any soon...I don't want to know what will happen to you. But I can give you purpose, Mikoto-san. If I put you in my womb, you'll fill me with a pleasure like no other, a pleasure that may never end. And I'll in turn give you pleasure as well, pleasure that you'll never stop experiencing.” She pulled herself closer so that they were nearly kissing. “And more than that, you'll never be alone. I'll be with you literally every step of the way. I'll be everywhere, all around you, feeding you, sheltering you, giving everything you'll ever need like an ever vigilant mother.

“And,” she added, pulling away from Mikoto and letting her go to give Hinata and Naruko's jiggling bellies a gentle rub each. “I'll make sure you're with the loves of your life. I intend to be with Hinata and Naruko every second that I can be. And you in turn will be with Kushina and Oka-san. What do you think, Mikoto-san? Doesn't that sound great?” Hanabi pulled back in closer to the older woman, embracing her and crushing her naked breasts against the Uchiha's. “Doesn't that sound wonderful?”

“I...I...” Mikoto tried to think of an argument against it, but the words evaporated before she could get them out. It did sound great. To surrender herself to this precious nubile teen's femininity and just...exist. To stop worrying, fretting, and wondering what to do with her rapidly emptying life. Sure, she would be giving up her freedom and the ability to live her life as she chose but, judging by how much Kushina and Hikari were currently bouncing off her, so exuberantly that she could feel the excitement within both of them, maybe it wasn't that bad? Kushina had been living this way for over a decade and had learned to adjust, and Hikari didn't seem in any way regretful of her imprisonment. Maybe the womb was where they were meant to be. Maybe it was where...Mikoto was meant to be.

But, there was still one nagging thought in her head. One worry and concern that caused her heart to seize up. “Shiki...what about...my little Shiki?”

The teens all looked at her with confusion. “What about her?” said Naruko.

“She's...she's still young. She hasn't fully left the nest yet. She, she might still need me. And I...might still miss her.”

Hanabi stroked her cheek so lovingly that Mikoto shivered. “She'll be fine. We'll make sure of it. You don't need to worry about her at all. I promise as co-head of the Hyuga clan. And with your chakra, I'll be even better equipped to help her if she ever needs it.”

“And we'll fuck her plenty too,” Hinata added with a smirk. Across from her, Naruko smacked her forehead in exasperation, and even Kushina gave the Hyuga a disparaging kick that rocked her just a little. Neither of them appreciated the Hyuga princess,' or perhaps more accurately, the newly crowned Hyuga queen's crassness. “So you'll have plenty of time to spend with her. That I promise you!”

Mikoto drew in a deep breath. “Okay. Then...let's get started. Enwomb me.” She took another deep breath. “Before I change my mind.”

Hanabi smiled at her, kissed her lips, pulled her body back, and began the task of taking off Mikoto's clothes, the last clothes she would ever wear. She peeled off the older woman's shirt, unhooked her bra, and pulled both her trousers and her panties down the length of her legs. Now completely naked like the teens surrounding her, Mikoto let the trio push her gently down until she was laying on the bed. The deep, silky cushions felt absolutely heavenly as they molded into her bare contours like water, but not half as heavenly as the large, warm stomachs of Hinata and Naruko as they rested them over her and laid down by her sides. Within them, Kushina and Hikari wiggled excitedly as they attempted to throw themselves upon her body. From out of Naruko, the print of Hikari's hand bulged out to stroke and caress Mikoto's breast. From Hinata, the impression of Kushina's face emerged to suck on her stiffening nipple. And from atop her, Hanabi straddled Mikoto's waist and started to rub sensual circles into her crotch.

Mikoto did not bother to resist. She simply leans her head back and let it all happen. She let the five girls have their fun with her. She let the humidity grow inside her. She let her hips buck in tune with Hanabi's like they had a mind of their own. She lets her orgasm build up. And she let Hanabi look down at her with the kindest and most motherly smile as she started to form a series of seals with her hands.

“Mmmm, yes. I'm COMING—” Mikoto cried, feeling her climax begin to burst out of her. And burst out of her it did...just before the smoke engulfed her. The fluids of her sexual bliss would spray all over the fleshy walls of the Hyuga uterus that would now serve as her home. For the rest of her life.

***

Hanabi giggle heartily while she rubbed her hands all over her newly enlarged stomach. The occupant inside it was wiggling around wildly to explore her new surroundings, and she was tickling the Hyuga queen something fierce. Tickling her, and tingling her if the electric sensations all throughout her sex were anything to go by.

To carry a life inside of me...it's even better than I expected!

“I don't understand why you had to go through all of that,” said Hinata. “I mean, I'm not complaining or anything; Mikoto was hot and I'm glad I finally got to have her for a little bit before you sucked her up. But you could have just gone and used the Jutsu on her first thing. You didn't need to serenade her like you were proposing marriage.”

“But I did,” said Hanabi. “I didn't want to force Mikoto-san into doing something she wouldn't want to do, or at least something she didn't know she really wanted. I didn't want her to be frightened, scared, or angry that I took away her life and freedom. That would be cruel. And then I'd be like you, Nee-chan; stuck with a partner who'd resent me for the rest of my life.”

“It wouldn't be for the rest of your life. She'd get used to it...eventually. Kushina did.”

“Well, I wouldn't want her to be miserable inside my womb even temporarily,” Hanabi said, giving her stomach an affectionate pat. Mikoto returned it, rapping a gentle palm against her uterine wall. The Hyuga shuddered at the pleasurable sensation. “I want the two of us to live happily together all the time. You might have been joking when you said I was treating this like a marriage proposal, but in many ways, this is a marriage. Mikoto and I are eternally bound together now, as a marriage should be.”

“Hey, you better not be marrying her over me!” snapped Hinata, slapping her hands on her bare hips and shooting her sister a pout.

Hanabi giggled. “Of course not, Nee-chan. You're the only woman I want to marry.” She stood up off the bed to give her sister a hug, though she nearly stumbled back down upon realizing all the weight she had just put on. “Whoa!”

Luckily, Hinata was quick to grab her. “Yeah, you'll get used to that. I think. I'll be sure to teach you the seal I use later to shrink your gut down. Until then,” she took hold of her sister's hand, “Naruko should have the bath ready. So let's so something the six of us will enjoy.”

Hanabi didn't need to be told twice. Neither did Mikoto. Together, the two sisters ran out of the room, still naked and with their bellies jiggling happily every step of the way.