She wasn't sure then, and she wasn't sure now, but somehow she had a hormone induced crush on a girl. A blushing, stuttering, voluptuous mess of a girl. Fem! SasuHina

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It was the hair, she was sure.

The way it swung around her wide hips and curled at just the right place- cascading gently over here bare, porcelain shoulders- shying at her bountiful breasts, with the fringe clinging to her flushed, sweaty forehead.

And she shook her head firmly, reminiscing as her pearly white teeth clung to her swollen lips and her red cheeks plump with baby fat that swelled in embarrassment.

She flushed in embarrassment as she began to fantasize on how nice it would look for the fantastic bodice of the Hyuuga to be spread across her bed like a creamy, white butter, screaming her name hoarsely as her eyes rolled up in obscene pleasure as she pressed her fingers between her legs...

"Sasuke-teme!"

Her eyes narrowed in annoyance as she shifted her dazed glance to the obnoxious, blundering fool, one voluptuous blonde named Uzumaki Naruto. Her clear blue eyes shined in defiance as she slammed her finely calloused hands onto the desk. "Stop dreaming 'bout dirty things and get your ass over here! Ne, Sakura-kun is gonna say something!"

The pink headed boy blushed under her gaze, shifting his eyes away as her eyes turned red. "Shaddup' Naruto." He protested weakly, folding his hands together.

"Sorry, Sakura-kun." She grinned cutely, shuffling over to him. He turned a blunt red, pushing her shoulder to distance themselves.

"As I was saying," He breathed in professionalism, "Ino-kun in holding a party this weekend. He suggested for me to invite you. The only requirement is a date. The current roster of participants in Hyuuga Neji, Nara Shikamaru, Sabaku no Temari, Hinata Hyuuga..." Naruto immediately beamed, "We'll go!"

Sasuke was seen with hearts in her eyes, drooling profoundly as she wrung her hands together in the though of Hinata being in a skimpy party dress. She could see it now, Sasuke confirmed, breasts would spilling out, thighs rubbing tightly together as she shifted her stance, and when she bent over-

"Sasuke-teme?"

"Sasuke-chan!"

She had fainted from blood loss.

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"Ano... Ino-kun? Are you sure this is suitable?" The young man had adjusted her hair into two individual braids, fitting her into a black dress, which was indeed rather skimpy. Her breasts stretched the fabric, borderline spilling from the front viewpoint. Her legs were covered with light black stockings, and her feet were covered with brown boot heels. Ino smiled gently at his work, "You look very ravishing, Hinata," He teased subtly, adjusting his tie. "Comment me now! You think I'm princely enough to seduce that boring, yet sexy Shikamaru-chan?"

Hinata giggled, "You look more of a shota, Ino-kun! You'll woo her with your sheer cute smile!" Ino pouted morosely, running over her sentence. "I'm not a baby..." He trailed sulkily.

"I'm kidding!" Hinata bowed apologetically, thinking shehad hurt his feelings.

A doorbell rang.

"Let's check who came!" He grinned quickly, as Hinata sighed in relief.

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I like fem! fics. A lot.

Be warned there is a descriptive, vocal lemon following in chapter 3, plus a handful of peverted thoughts from Sasuke. Hinata is a teensy bit more aloof then her canon counterpart, and only a handful of characters are gender bent.

Review? I guess I'll end with that.