Hello all. My name's Akudi, in case you don't actually read the name of the authors. This story came to me when I realized that a lot of stories of the type that this is obviously will be seen as, aren't going as fast as I'd like them to be. So I figured, why not make my own. Without further ado, on with my first chapter.

…Oh yeah… This is the only time I will say this, so pay attention. I own absolutely nothing of Naruto (as in the series, and its various offshoots). Nor do I own any of the things that might be referenced to in this story.

(sigh) There. I said it.

Unleashing the Beast

His body ripped a trail through the night sky, jetting out of the hole that had been created by his arrival. What was its direction? Konohagakure no Sato. Why? Because that is his place of origin. In most universes.

He was the yogen no ko (child of prophecy). The one whose power would save the or destroy the world. He was the man whose words supposedly changed even the deadliest enemy. He was the Kyübi no jinchüriki, his soul containing the fiercest and most powerful bijü. And when he remembered what happened, he would realize his position.

Plip. Plip. Plip. Plip.

There was only one leaky faucet in all of Konoha's shinobi exclusive hospital.

Plip. Plip. Plip. Plip.

And it was located in the "Special Condition" ward, room 503.

Plip. Plip. Plip. Plip.

Located on the bed in a comatose state lie patient #1592006, better known as "Suisei Otoko" (Comet Man). The village, when Suisei-san crashed into the village square, had though that he was an offensive technique launched as the first strike by an invading army. When the smoke had cleared and they were sure that no following attacks would ensue, the guard shinobi had landed around the center to find a man who looked to have just reached his 20s.

Naked as the day he was born.

Plip. Plip. Plip.

While the surrounding civilians had all passed out with severe nosebleeds, the guard shinobi had received a reply from their Hokage to take Suisei-san to the hospital to see if he was still alive. When the examination of the body was done (with physical contact bordering a bit on the side of molestation), Suisei-san had been diagnosed.

His health was in optimal condition, with no problems with his vitals. But he was in a comatose state.

Plip. Plip.

And so he was moved to Room 503, where the Hokage had assigned guard shinobi to watch him day and night. Ready to alert the Hokage at the first sign of his awakening. And the room that had a leaky faucet.

Plip.

That was five months ago. And as the same four guards posted in each corner those 5 months ago watched him with constant vigilance, they wished for something, ANYTHING, to happen today.

While the job wasn't as bad as the one's that other shinobi had, it bored them to tears. Constantly watching this Adonis sleep without a care in the world while they continually diminished their self-esteem, comparing themselves to his perfect figure.

With hair that was nearly the same as the most famous man in Erementaru Kokuren (Elemental Nations) history…

But that was unimportant. The high priority was placed over his situation showed how coveted he already was in the eyes of the village. And while he probably was really important and powerful (I mean come on, who crash lands into the earth from the sky and doesn't have a scratch on them!), watching him for days on days on days… ahem… with orders not to do anything else was pure torture. Especially with that constant dripping noise. It could lure you to sleep, keep you awake, or drive you to the brink of madness! With the way it would make you wince upon the water drops' contact with the interior surface of the sink! I mean seriously listen! Plip plip plip plip plip plip plip plip

Plop.

As yet another water drop expanded and burst as it made contact with the sink's surface, time seemed to slow down.

To the point where it was noticeable to all who paid attention to their surroundings.

As Otoko-san opened his eyes suddenly, a wave of unimaginable power passed through the Erementaru Kokuren. Felt by all. One of the guard shinobi vanished, already unseen, rushing to report to his joshou (Lady).

Otoko-san slowly rose out of his laying position resting his elbow on his lap as he put his forehead in his hand. He shook his head, and as he lifted his head from his hand, his eyes slowly scanned the room. They then turned to the hands that he lifted in front of his face. Tanned skin greeted him.

His eyes traveled lower on his arm to see an I.V. drip attached to his arm. He pulled the needle out slowly, face grimacing in pain as he did it (like Neo in The Matrix). As he swung his legs over the side of the bed he felt tugging at his chest. Eyes traveling down to his torso, he saw tubes going into the hospital gown he wore, the opening in the sides obviously allowing them to be applied to his chest. He tugged them off gently.

Otoko-san then pushed himself up on his legs, swaying on his legs as he lost his balance. He stumbled away from the bed, one slow step at a time, until he made contact with the wall parallel to his bed. He placed his hand in it to steady himself and slowly moved to the closest door to him. He finally put himself directly in front of it.

As he reached to the doorknob, it twisted before the door pushed inward. He was greeted to the sight of an incredibly busty blonde woman and a younger, black-haired woman behind her, carrying a pig in her arms (she's wearing her jacket…and if you don't know what they look like, look it up…)

They stared at each other for a moment before the blonde woman said, "Do you understand what I am saying?" slowly. "Yes" he said, nodding his head. "Hm. That makes this a bit easier." She states, while nodding her head. "Please, take a seat." She motioned her hand back to the hospital bed. While he made his way over to the bed, and the two women walked over to the seats next to the bed.

She looked at Otoko-san for a moment before her eyes flickered to the black haired woman, then looked back to him. The woman beside her set the pig down and took out a pen and a notepad.

"What is your name?" As his mind received the question, his brain struggled to find the answer, coming up blank a few seconds later. "I…don't know." The blonde woman lifted an eyebrow. "Do you know where you are, or what you used to do?" Another few seconds pass. "No." He didn't know if she was tense before, but she seemed to visibly relax with his reply.

"Do you know where you are, or who I am?" Mr. Man shook his head, and scratched the back of it sheepishly. "I don't even know how I got here." She looked at him a bit more before she spoke again, her companion scribbling her observations, while the pig she carried stared at the man.

"My name is Senju Tsunade, Hokage of Konohagakure no Sato. The woman beside me is my apprentice and assistant, Shizune. We are a part of on the five great shinobi villages in the Erementaru Kokuren." A pause. "You literally fell out of the sky into our village. That was 5 months ago. You've been in a coma ever since."

Otoko-san nodded his head slowly before responding. "So where does that leave me now?" Tsunade looked at him appraisingly before her eyes flickered to the corners of the room. "Leave us." Otoko-san noticed distortions in the air in 3 corners before they turned back to normal. Before he could comment, Tsunade spoke again. "The way I see it, you've got 2 options. One, we set you up with clothes and supplies, and send you on your way to…wherever." She rolled her eyes at that. "Or two, you can stay in the village until you decide what you want to do."

Otoko-san put his hands behind his head before looking up at the ceiling. A couple of minutes passed by before he looked at the two women and smiled. "Well, since your offering…I guess I can stay here for a bit. But where will I stay until then?"

Tsunade smiled back at him. "We've already got someone lined up for you." She rose out of her seat, her assistant following after picking up the pig. "Wait here, and we'll be back in a few." They made their way over to the door, but after she opened it and Shizune passed, she paused. "By the way, we've only been calling you Suisei Otoko-san since you arrived. But that doesn't seem right anymore… How about Ken, because you seem strong and flexible?"

"Ken, huh?" He shrugged, then closed his eyes and smiled at Tsunade. "That sounds great." With his eyes closed, he didn't notice a gleam in her eyes while she licked her lips.

"Perfect."

With that she left. The newly dubbed Ken opened his eyes again, and looked around the room before seeing another door. Shrugging, he got up and walked over to it before turning the knob and opening it. He was greeted to a toilet, a mirror and a sink. 'A bathroom. At least I know what these things are." He moved over to the mirror and began looking at himself.

He still had his tanned skin. He supposed it would have been weird if it were only his hands, which upon rubbing together revealed their rough nature. His hair was long, spiky, and blond, but the color it would look like if his hair was dirty. A lot darker in shade, looking like black was mixed with it. His eyes were red. There were no blemishes on his face, but his cheeks did have a perfect black circle on each. Looking at his arms, he felt them and the muscle underneath the skin. He then decided to lift up his gown to observe what lay under it. An 8-pack graced his stomach, while his legs were toned. No scars there either.

Before he could look lower than his stomach, the other door to the hospital room opened. Ken turned around and looked up. Tsunade and Shizune entered the room again, followed by a third woman, who had conveniently looked the way to the open door bathroom first.

To see Ken flashing her.

She shrieked before covering her mouth, Shizune and Tsunade's attention grabbed by the sound. They were also greeted to a now frozen Ken, looking like a deer caught in headlights.

Still flashing.

Shizune stared for a solid 5 seconds before her head flew back, jettisoned by the pool of blood that flowed out of her nose, and collided with the surface her body was arching towards. Tsunade's eyes widened before she turned away, so they no one would see the tomato her face had likened itself to. It was still better than the third woman, whose entire body had turned a deeper shade of red than Tsunade's face. "Could you please pull down your gown, Ken-san?" she said calmly, fingers twitching.

Ken shook his head before dropping his hands, scratching his reddened cheek with his finger, then walking past the women to his bed. As he sat back down, the third woman allowed her hands to slide down her face before putting them behind her back. Tsunade crossed her arms over her massive chest. Shizune got off of the floor, clogging her nostrils with tissue … no real explanation as to where she got it from.

Ken took this time to finally take in the third woman's appearance. She had long red hair that reached her mid-back. Tanned skin with green eyes. She wore a short black yukata, with black shorts that reached mid-thigh. She wore a dark red shirt with sleeves under her yukata, and some sort of armor on her forearms and shins. To finish the look, she wore black ninja sandals with what looked like red soles.

"Now that that situation is over with, we can move on. This woman had allowed us to place you in her house; you can stay there until you're comfortable enough to make your next move. If you have any questions, you can ask her." Tsunade and Shizune moved towards the door to exit the hospital room before Tsunade turned back. "And if there is anything, anything at all you need help with, don't hesitate to ask."

With a smile, the two women left the room. The third woman took this opportunity to speak. "Do you have any questions for me before we clear you out of the hospital, Ken-san?" He looked at her for a second before framing his chin. "Well, I guess my first question would be to ask what your name is?"

"Uzumaki Kushina."

It had been 7 months since Ken had woken up, and he had begun to live at Kushina's home at the Uzumaki Compound. She lived there alone with her daughter, Uzumaki Nina. Together, they had taught him all he needed to know about the hidden villages, their purpose, and the daimyos, even the Yon Gurēto Sensō no Shinobi (Four Great Shinobi Wars … I think).

They even taught him how things worked in the village, like the two sides of the council, the Hokage's position, and the different clans in Konoha. Ken ended up getting a job as a construction worker, making use of his surprising strength. The villagers had been nothing but nice to him so far. Well, all the females anyway. The men didn't say or do much at all but work. He always would wonder why that was, but something else would come to mind and push those thoughts away.

Ken had also begun to fall for Kushina. As the months had gone by, his conviction grew the more they interacted. She was kind, patient, strong, independent, and beautiful. He had begun to think that he could not imagine a moment in a happy life where she wasn't in it. And after and exact 7 months, he had mustered up enough courage to buy a standard black suit and a bouquet of flowers. This was the day he would confess to her.

Uzumaki Kushina was kneeling beside the garden in her compound, watering her plants and making sure the soil was fresh. Her daughter was inside the house, freshening herself up for an event later that day. Said event, however, could be linked to the inner turmoil rolling through her mind.

We've been waiting years for this moment to arrive. And our purpose is clear. All you need to do is stick to your part and the opportunity will present itself.

She brought out a metal collar.

But Tsunade, there must be someone better suited for—

No, no, and no. We've already been through this before, Kushina. They have selected you for this. They have designed this specifically for your usage. And they made it clear that you are the only one capable of performing this task.

Tsunade placed the collar in her hand.

Do not fail them.

Everything for the past 7 months had been planned. And when she felt Ken's presence entering the compound, she knew that the visit she had received this morning from the entity had been relevant. Besides the slight change n scenario, the message was simple and clear:

It is time. Do it now.

Kushina took a breath to collect herself, then turned around with a smile, her eyes closed. "Hello, Ken-san. How was work today?" Ken was once again awestruck by her beauty. The sun seemed to strike her at the right moment and nude her skin glow. She was wearing a black shirt, a green apron and what looked like French vanilla colored pants. Her red hair was tied behind her in a ponytail, two bangs framing the sides of her face.

'She looks like a wife greeting her husband home.' Ken thought. 'I hope I can enjoy that as a reality someday.'

"It was a good day, Kushina-sama. We got a lot of work done." Kushina frowned. "Now now, what have I told you about that Ken-san?" Ken scratched the back of his head with one hand. "Gomen, Kushina-san. I'm just not trying to offend you in anyway. It's a subconscious thing I guess."

Kushina had gotten out of her kneeling position by this point and stood about 10 feet in front of him, with a tic mark gracing her forehead, a smile back on her face. "You offend me when you keep doing what I tell you not to do." Ken chuckled nervously, then scratched his right cheek with his finger, eyes shifted to the right. A tinge of red graced his cheeks. "Uh, Kushina-san? I was wondering, could I tell you something inside?" "Sure, just let me clean myself up first. "I'll meet you in the living room."

A few minutes later we find Ken sitting on a couch in the living room, shivering slightly with his bouquet in his hands on his lap. Kushina enters the room, sans her apron. At seeing her, Ken rises up stiffly and puts his hands behind his back. Kushina (eyes still closed) tilts her head to the side. "Ken-san? You look so flustered. Please tell me what's wrong?"

Ken shakes his head and thrusts his hands forward, bowing while presenting the flowers. "I just wanted to tell you that I love you, Kushina-san!" Kushina stepped back slightly, eyes wide open. Ken's face points down.

"You have been nothing but kind to me since I've met you! Over the time that I've spent at your home, I've seen how beautiful, strong and smart you are, and I would be very sad if I left and never saw you again! I know that I am young, and you are a mature woman, possibly to old for someone like me! But please, give me a chance to take you on a date, and we can see where thing can go from there! Because I would always regret not seeing where things could have gone, and I know that you would too!"

Ken stops his shouting and pants heavily, sweat dripping form his forehead to the carpet it was parallel with. His eyes are still closed, so he does not see when Kushina comes up to him 3 minutes later and lifts his chin up her finger. He does not open his eyes until he feels a pair of lips attached to his own in a short but sweet kiss. Kushina backs away from him slightly, eyes watering.

Or was that just his imagination?

"I appreciate that you told me this. I would love to go on a date with you. But first, I want to give you a present." Kushina now pulled her hands from behind her back, and presented what looked like a collar. It was bronze in color, and had archaic symbols on it. It was also line with what appeared to be rubies. "You know those metal things that you've seen on the men in this village. Those signify that they are a part of Konohagakure. It's more a fashion statement then anything. I got this for you to recognize the fact that you will always be welcome here. Especially in my home."

Ken's eyes widen before he closes his eyes and grins. "Arigatou gozaimasu, Kushina-san. Do you mind putting it on?" "Not at all."

He feels her move around him and begin to place the collar around his neck. As she does so, his mind begins to wander through the different scenarios for the date he had planned in case she said yes. As he feels the collar finally lock around his neck, he feels a faint buzz in the back of his mind and opens his eyes.

Only to see Nina, leaning against the wall. Her orange hair was placed in two ponytails that were directed behind her head. She had three lines on each cheek, fashioned where they kind of looked like whiskers, and tanned skin. She wore a tight, long sleeve dark orange jacket. On it, a large black line went up the part where the zipper was to her collar, then branched out to the tops of her shoulders before going down her sleeves. She wore a black, too-short skirt, that barely covered her long smooth legs that ended in bandage-covered ankles, and feet covered in black sandals. Her arms were crossed and her eyes were closed.

Of course, her clothes would only serve one purpose today, but let's get back to the story.

"Nina-san? What are you doing here?" She opened her blue eyes slowly, a malicious glint showing itself. "Me? Oh, I'm only here for the fun part?" That answer didn't sit right with Ken. That seemed too ominous. "Kushina-san, what is she talking about?" He turned to her, only to be greeted with tears streaming down her beautiful place.

Then an explosion went off in his head.

It felt like a fire was roaring through his brain, frying his senses. He couldn't see, hear, or feel anything but pain. Externally, electricity flowed from the collar and formed a cage around his head, a few trails entering his head about every 5 seconds. Ken collapsed to his knees, hands kneading the rug under them.

"I'm so sorry Ken-san, but the word of the kami is law."

"It's about time we got to the final part. Ken, the thing you have on your neck is a slave ring. The kami had this one specially designed so that both kaa-san and I's influence establish dominion over your mind entirely. You'll do anything we say now."

Their words barely penetrated through the haze of pain clouding his mind, as his shaking hands found themselves to the ring and began trying to pull it off. It felt like it was fusing to his skin, adding another layer of pain. His head collided with the rug.

"It brings me no joy to see you like this. …If it helps at all, I love you too. It's my fault that I got too close to you. But I promise, I won't let anything happen to you after this."

Ken's face had now turned red from the strain. But the pain was beginning to subside, replaced by an overwhelming sense of … blankness. Like his mind wasn't forming thoughts anymore.

"Now that he's ours, he needs a new name. 'Ken' is such a boring name. Of course, I could expect nothing less from the old bat."

He could feel his free will leaving him. Or, more understandably, his ability to form independent thoughts. Their words had triggered something however. And as the light finally left his eyes, he felt compelled to say something.

"…name…"

"Looks like you're still in there, huh? Yes, a new name. Got any bright ideas you'd like to share at this point?" Nina said mockingly.

"my…name…"

His eyes closed as he embraced the dark oblivion his mind had become. A second, smaller circle began to appear inside the circle already on his cheeks.

(Furasshubakku – 12 months and a week ago)

He lie hunched over on the ground, feeling the blood dripping out of his mouth, heavy breathing accompanying it. He was weak, and he was steadily growing weaker. It felt like something was siphoning his energy out. He looked up slightly to see a man lying on his back about 20ft. ahead of him He was wearing a black robe, torn and covered in blood. His face was covered by a cracked orange swirl mask, with dried blood down both eye holes. He was laughing, even as hacking coughs racked his person.

"Foolish boy! You've lost, just like you always have! You've lost the war, you've lost your friends, and now you've lost your pathetic life! A failure, a dobe, an outcast all the way!" Another shuddering cough shook his form.

"I may not live to see the new world. But when the jūbi is born, peace will come all right! With no one to control it, it will raze this pathetic world to the ground! How does that make you feel boy!"

The man stopped talking then and just continued to laugh.

His head then turned to the right to look at the giant statue, with its imposing presence. An orange aura was flowing into its mouth, the only eye that used to be closed now opening.

"Dammit, boy, listen to me!" a demonic voice called out to him, both outside and inside his mind. Though it was yelling, it sounded far away.

"This is not your fault! The only one to blame are the kami! They've always had their hand in your affairs. Always ruining the good opportunities you had. It was always for this purpose!"

He collapsed to the ground, eyes still on the statue.

"There is nothing that we can do now to stop the extraction. But enough of me is in the Gedō Mazō to communicate with the other bijū! You have a choice! You can die here. Or, when we begin to fuse, we can push our power into you! The jūbi needs a vessel. You can be that vessel and live! We just want one thing."

The last eye was fully open now. The pupil slowly faded in.

"We want you to take vengeance on the kami! For us, for yourself, and for your world! Will you do it?"

His eyes drifted closed, as he uttered his response.

Yes

He could practically hear the ferocious grin in the response. "Then let the kami tremble in your name!" The pupil fully formed. First, the statue exploded as different colored energies flew toward his body.

Then the universe exploded.

(Furasshubakku no Shūryō)

The second circle formed fully on his cheek as his eyes snapped open. Black and red electricity started sparking from the slave ring. The light returned to his eyes.

"My name…" he said, strength being heard in his voice. The two females beside him stepped back as a vicious wind tore through the house, with the man in its epicenter. Black and red energy poured from him into the mini-tornado that formed a circle around him, tingeing its color. The two women covered their eyes as it got worse. Like a storm was occurring in the middle of their home. This went on for about a minute before the tornado tightened around him, then shot upwards tearing a hole through the floors and roof as it pierced the sky. A wave of power expanded from its epicenter, dispersing the tornado and sending the women sprawling back on the floor.

As the winds dispersed, a figure can be seen standing up, shoulders and head slumped forward. The slave ring crumbled off of its neck onto the floor. Kushina was the first to speak. "K-Ken-san?" The figure exhaled before lifting his head, eyes narrowed with a grin on its face.

"My name…is Uzumaki Naruto."

Kushina's eyes widened and her mouth gaped in horror. "Naru-chan? Is that really you?" Nina looked between the two of them, face twisted in confusion. "Kaa-san, who the fuck is this?"

Naruto's neck swiveled towards Nina. "Me? I'm her son. At least, in another life." His grin grew marginally more animalistic. "But that will be discussed soon enough. For now, I think it's time to do what this has all been leading to."

The two women were standing again, but sweat caked their bodies. The unbearable power pressing down on them wasn't helping either. It made them feel small, insignificant. Like a mouse trapped in the corner by the cat. And hot, too. Really hot under the skin.

They knew that look in his eyes.

They watched as his body appeared to split in two, the two halves forming two whole bodies. Once they did, the now two Narutos slowly started to walk forward while the two women stepped back stiffly, still petrified by the aura he was exuding.

"Naru-chan, please don't…" Fresh tears streamed down her eyes as she continued to back away feebly. "We're mother and son…" He stopped in front of her at that, his newly discovered sister glancing back and forth between them tensely. Then his eyes closed and he smiled wide.

"I know. Doesn't that make it more exciting?"

One second she was staring at his face at the same level. The next, she was staring up at him from the carpet, a large hole in both her shirt and pants, revealing her bra and panties. Naruto's copy sprang on Nina, having already done the same, and now had her pressed on the rug, her arms and legs swinging wildly as a sign of her struggle. He then got on his hands and knees, reaching forward and grabbing her legs as she tried to scurry away. She went for a punch to the face, only for him to catch it with no trouble. He then grabbed her other hand and brought it to his other, holding both her fists securely. He then moved her panties to the side to allow her wet sanctuary to be exposed to the air. He knew she was only wet because of him. He then fished him member out of his slacks, the clothing pooling to his knees as he lined it up with her entrance

"ĪIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Two then turned to see Nina on the rug face down, the copy having plunged straight into her, then basking in her warmth. Her skirt was still on, and it held both her hands down in front of her while its other hand gripped her hips. After about 10 seconds, it pulled out before pushing in again fast, a muffled, pained cry answering him. It progressively went faster and faster, blood and her fluids leaking (and sometimes flying) out of her opening with each penetration.

Naruto turned back to his mother, tears that hadn't stopped since they restarted glistening in what little light there was. Wait, wasn't it only like 5 in the afternoon?

"I promise, I won't be rough on you." He then bowed his head and quickly before looking back up at her. "It's my first time. Please treat me kindly, kaa-chan."

Then he pushed.

He was automatically met with resistance, a pained gasp coming from Kushina. The resistance was actually coming from the passage itself, showing how it hadn't been used in who knows how long because of the tightness. As he pushed further, her vaginal walls constricted even more around his cock, making him work for every inch before he reached a wall. Most likely the entrance to her uterus. Her panting had been reverberating in his ears (among other sounds) throughout the 3 minutes he'd been fighting for entry.

Shaking his head as he fought off the urge to explode from the wall now massaging his member, he looked down at her slightly opened eyes and scrunched-up face. "Ready or not, here we go."

He then started on the slow path his copy was now going full throttle on. The hand not holding onto her fists now grabbed her side, giving him leverage to pump a little faster and harder. Soon enough, he had reached a steady, albeit slow pace as he rocked his hips back and forth, doing the work and closing his eyes as he lost himself in the passage that had birthed him in another life.

Kushina felt all of him in her, the pleasure filling her senses immediately once her pussy had adjusted itself to him. She knew that while she most likely was tight, his size was the main reason his entrance was so hard. Even as the pleasure built inside of her depths, she knew that her canal had expanded more than it ever had before, more than any man in the world probably could do.

Just because she was thinking this, let this not confuse you. The rest of her mind was in a state of shock at the present situation. She and her daughter were getting raped by her son! Screw the fact that he was actually here. Her shame was shown by the fact that her now unbound hands were hiding her face, her slightly opened eyes peering onto his closed ones, he with a focused look accompanying them, as both of his hands now held her hips in place. The voice in the back of her head that had made the previous observation spoke up again as a new situation presented itself.

'I-I'm about to cum! I'm going to come from my son raping me!'

As her end grew closer, Kushina started to shake her head in her hands. When it finally hit, she squealed. Though her mouth was closed and covered, Naruto heard it emanate from her throat as proof of what happened. Though her pussy muscles clenching almost painfully on his cock may have made it a little obvious.

"Kaa-chan? Did you just cum?" No answer, but her head shook back and forth. "Aw man. And I was so close too! At least I made you feel good. Not bad for my first time, huh?" He said it not like he was bragging, but with an underlying undertone like a child wanting to be told they did a good job.

Kushina would have smiled. …You know, if she wasn't in her current situation.

Her mind still reeling from an orgasm that left quite a sizeable puddle near the place where her ass met he carpet, she didn't feel her body being adjusted where her hands and knees were on the floor.

He entered her again swiftly, this time from behind. Saliva escaping the pool in her mouth and going down her chin before she closed it. As he started back up, his hands once again on her hips, her eyes turned to Nina. The copy now had her pressed standing against a wall, one leg down, one leg being held in the crook of its arm as he plowed into her. Her skirt was still on, but her jacket was open now, exposing her shaking breasts to the copy's other hand. It would appear as though she was naked under it to begin with, as the only discarded clothing lying around was the panties around her ankle.

If one would guess, looking at their open mouths, with the copy's tongue gripped hard between her teeth (no blood), it would appear as though it tried to French her, and she reacted violently to its exploration. And if they could see the copy's tongue still moving while Nina gripped its shoulders, one might guess that the copy's tongue was licking around the inside of her cage of teeth, the new sensations driving her wild. A third time, they could guess that its tongue was now being held purely to stifle her screams of pleasure from escaping. If they guessed these things correctly, then their prize would be…

A scene change.

Kushina's attention had been turned from her daughter 20 minutes ago, when Naruto had begun to piston into her, going progressively faster than his previous top speed. He now held her plentiful breasts, in his hands, freed from the bra previously containing them, while pushing her back against his clothed chest. And she was reaching her end again, as was he.

"I'm so close, kaa-chan…"

And then he broke through the barrier. His penis had penetrated her womb. And it set her off hard. So hard, she couldn't hide the pleasure she was feeling. "Naru-chan, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" While her body started convulsing wildly, Naruto had stopped when he pierced her uterus. He was in shock at the new level of tightness he felt. As her shaking subsided, he decided he was going to experience his first ejaculation with a bang.

He thrusted further into her, her body stiffening as she felt him. She knew what he was going to do. And as he pushed himself even faster than before (once he felt that he couldn't go any further without actually stabbing her with his cock), she spoke.

"M-matte, Naru-chan! Don't cum inside me! I'll get pregnant!"

"I know! Isn't this great?"

"No! Cum outside! You'll make me pregnant!"

Naruto then surprised her. He reached with his hand and took her shaking head in his hand. He turned her face towards him, and kissed her passionately. Her eyes widened, and her floodgates opened again.

"I'm cumming, kaa-chan"

"No! I'm cumming too! I'm coming from being impregnated by Naru-chan!"

He erupted inside of her like a fountain, his cum along with her juices gushing out of her pussy a couple of seconds after his release as she cried out and he grunted in exertion. His hand then pressed against her neck for about 5 seconds, before he fell on her back and held her close, enjoying the afterglow with her. The new puddle continued to grow and mixed with the other, slightly soaked-in puddle of her previously excreted love juices. Unknown to her, a mark appeared on her neck in the form of the jūbi's eye.

Her eyes were already closed, and her mind flying high gave birth to her descent into consciousness. Until he suddenly shifted her, her eyes flashing open. He positioned her on his lap, his semi-erect cock hardening again, eliciting a moan from her. "Don't worry, kaa-chan. We're far from finished yet. I can feel it." He said with a smile.

As she returned to christening the newfound kami, Kushina's eyes turned to her daughter again. She was now propped against the bottom of the couch, back first. The copy was now making her deep throat it fiercely, hands on her now messy pigtails, foot near her head, and a glare set on her face. Her make-up was running down her cheeks as saliva went down her chin, neck, and breasts, jacket now missing. She still hadn't given up yet.

Kushina was wrong about one thing. She thought it was going to be a long night. No.

It was going to be a long week.

And there you have it. The end of the first chapter of my first ever fanfic story. This fic isn't going to be that long, as its only purpose is to serve as a precursor. What to? Well, that is to be found out in time. So this is Akudi signing off. Reviews would be most appreciated. Oh yeah... Naruto's hair is a blonde version of Axel's.