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"Phew… I somehow got everything I needed." Sighed Naruko coming back from a store with a bottle of orange juice in her hand.

Still, something was bothering her. Why was the seller so slow? He was like a turtle, moving in slow motion. Still, she didn't let it bother her.

The Sun had gone down already and only the last rays of light could be seen on the sky. She had an hour before the festival would start, so she knew she had to hurry and get back home. She started to run to her apartment, her keys already in her hand, ready to be inserted into the lock. When she arrived to her living complex and got to her door, something was weird. She felt someone's eyes on her. Cold sweat dripped from her neck and chin. She shook her head, it had to have been her imagination, right? She put the keys in the lock and gripped the knob.

However, she felt something sticky, hot and gooey in her hand. 'No…please, don't.' She yanked her hand from the knob and carefully inspected it. The now identified white fluid was on her hand, dripping slowly between her fingers.

"Hello again Naruko-kun."

This second she heard that voice, Naruko went stiff. No matter how hard she tried she could not get her body to move, but her eyes went wide in shock. That voice. That disgusting male voice, dripping with lust and self-confidence. He was now laughing and looking at her. Still, she couldn't make the slightest move.

"Oh Kami, how long it has been? A year? Two years? Three?" he asked with a sick happiness in his voice. "You look stunning; you've become a little vixen."

He praised, inching closer to her. She looked at him from the corner of her eye. The same short, spiky blond hair with a low ponytail at his back, black shirt with a ying-yang necklace and brown shorts, and the silver watch on his left hand. For a man in his mid-thirties, he was big and muscular, his shirt obviously straining against his developed body. He stood now behind her, inhaling her scent.

"Oh, you smell so nice. I like that smell. New shampoo? I must tell ya, you look more womanly now. Those slender, smooth legs, those hips and-UGH!"

Naruko finally forced her body to move, turning around and slamming the bottle of juice right across his face, making him fall over the railing and onto the ground. She quickly opened her door, got in and slammed it, locking it tightly. Her heart was pounding so fast that she thought it would explode. She ran to her kitchen and washed the soiled hand under the water.

"Damnit"

She tried to settle down and calm her racing heart, and after a minute it settled down. She turned off the water, put her hands on the table and took a deep breath.

"Ok, calm down Naruko, calm down." She sighed closing her eyes "Just go to your room, close the curtains, crawl under the blanket and pretend like you're not here, like always."

She sighed once again and took a sip from the glass of water sitting on the counter. But when the water began to travel down her throat, something alarmed her. "WAIT! I didn't pour a glass of water today!"

She immediately separated the glass from her lips and threw it, ignoring the sound of it smashing on the wall, and clenched her throat, wanting to stop the droplets of water, but it was too late. She started to cough loudly, the strength in her legs quickly leaving her, and she fell to her knees. She started to feel a heat from inside her body, that heat she hated, that disgusting warmth spreading through her that only served to remind her of her painful childhood.

She started to wonder, "How?! Only I have keys, only I can enter my house!" she clenched her teeth. "How?! When?!"

"Kukuku, how are you feeling Naruko-kun, heated up?"

"No…Kami please…no."

Standing in the entryway to the kitchen was the man she'd just knocked over the railing mere minutes ago. He was smirking madly, his little eyes piercing her and looking through her clothes. She hated it whereas he loved it, she felt naked and defenseless whereas he felt powerful and all mighty.

"How did you get there?" she hissed, trying to move but her legs still wouldn't respond while a heat continued to spread.

"Simple. I made a spare key." He chuckled. "It was easy, when you were in the public bath, one of my little vixens came to the changing room and took your key, and before you finished up, we placed it back. After we made our own spare, of course."

He slowly stepped closer, his disgusting smile pissed her off but she couldn't move. He crouched before her and took her chin in his big hand, bringing her closer. He placed his lips near her ear and she flinched as she could feel his hot breath on her ear.

"You know, I found a new fetish. A few weeks ago, before you came back, I raped some strong-willed kunoichi. And I noticed I loved how she cried, how she denied the fact that I rammed her hard and wild, she'd say over and over again that she didn't feel anything. She denied the pleasure she knew she received from me. Yet, the very next day, she committed suicide, jumping from the top of the Hokage's Mountain. "

His free hand traveled from his pocket to her neck and started going down., starting from her cheeks and slowly traveling down, making Naruko shiver more lower he decided to go.

"She couldn't stand the fight with her own body. She was disgusted by herself. She hated how slutty her body had become after I was done with her. So she decided to kill herself, cuz it was easier than accepting the truth. She was so stupid… to leave her only daughter. But not so long after her death, her daughter joined her in the same way… well… almost the same."

His hand caressed her breast, to which Naruko jumped a little and lightly moaned. He smirked.

"I see your body is starting to give into its deepest desires. Oh how I've missed hearing your sweet moans." He said, his breath becoming more ragged and he started to squeeze her young, squishy breast. "Your breasts are so soft… I can't wait until I suck them and coat them in my sperm again."

"Over…my dead…body" growled Naruko between moans.

"You're too fancy a toy to let you die so soon" he admitted, his hand came down and stopped at her belly "Nice, you got some abs but you still have that flat belly I love so much."

"Die… in hell… you sick fuck" she cursed though her teeth. The man stopped his assault on her body and looked at her with a hurt expression.

"Oh my, Naruko-chan, why do you say such things to me?" he asked, playing innocent. "I just want to give you some LOVE" with this, he smashed his fist under her chin, launching her through a window in the kitchen. She landed on the street below, surrounded by shattered pieces of glass. Knowing she had no other choice, she slowly stood up and started to run away.

"You can run but you won't escape!"

She ran, her body still burning with desire but she pushed away the feeling, forcing her legs to run and praying they wouldn't ever stop.

Run. Run away! Don't let them catch you!

She through the streets of Konoha, cloaked in darkness and occasionally illuminated by fireworks. "Damn, the festival has started." She turned her direction to the less occupied streets of the village, in the hopes that she wouldn't be caught by some of his minions. Cold air caressed her burning body, hot tears streamed down her cheeks. She turned the corner but when she saw few girls in night dresses, she chose another direction. She knew those girls, they had raped her five years ago and she knew then that he had gathered all of her enemies tonight. Dark, tight streets that once were her friends, now were like traps. She felt like a rat in heat in some ugly labyrinth that she could just not find the exit to. From the main streets she could hear shouts 'Die Kyubi!', 'Kill the demon', 'Burn in hell fox!' She knew that many of them didn't know she was out this night so their words felt like physical hits to her. It was painful, it felt so bad but she couldn't stop to think about it, couldn't let her emotions destroy her coordination. She needed to run, to find a safe place to hide but… was there ever a safe place for her on this night of all nights? This was the first part of Fox Hunting in a nutshell. She was now at a crossroad, three directions, which way should she go?

"Damn… I must hide, I won't be able to last much longer" she hissed feeling her crotch beginning to get wet and the bulge in her shorts starting to harden even more. Hearing voices growing close behind her, she decided to turn right. Sadly for her, it was a dead-end.

"SHIT!"

The voices became louder and when she decided to turn around and choose another directions, something hit her and at the next moment she was falling from the nearest wall, feeling great pain in her back.

"Dammit…" she growled lying on the ground.

"Don't run away." Her opponent sneered. "It's useless."

"Why…why do all of you do this to me?" she cried. She couldn't find the strength to get up, her body burning from desire, her hands beginning to caress her own body against her will. Her body was against her and she hated that feeling. She felt someone grab her hair and force her into a kneeling position, making her cry out at both the yanking of her hair and the feeling of her knees hitting the pavement.

"Why not?" answered a new, female voice. "You killed people sixteen years ago. What's the harm in a little payback?"

She felt a short and painful hit on her ass and she scowled in pain. Her skin burned in the place she was hit. Her tears were running now from her eyes like a waterfall. Her own hands caressed her hard dick and moist pussy. She couldn't control herself. 'Why?' that was her only question. She didn't knew why all of these things were happening to her. She moaned, angry at herself, unable to stop her own movements. All of the people who were gathered there laughed at her.

"She's so horny that she's stroking her dick and fingering her pussy at the same time" yelled some man.

"Look at her, moaning and shivering, waiting for somebody to take care of her." Said some woman with lust in her voice "Poor little whore."

She was forced to look up so she could see them all, see all of the people witnessing her make a complete show of herself. Above her stood a group of people, comprised of both men and women. All of the men were big and powerful, she could tell it by looking, they were panting hard and their eyes were glued to her figure while the women wore revealing wardrobe, mostly erotic corsets, stockings, garter belts and sexy and kinky underwear, some of them were even naked and already starting to finger themselves or using toys, like vibrators or strapons. One of them had a whip, long and black, and smiled mischievously at her.

"Poor little darling. She can't control herself. Somebody did a good job with the aphrodisiac this year." she said, smiling. She had deep red eyes and black long hair, she stood in black skin high heels and black-skinned corset that showed her D-cup breasts with big, pink areolas. She came closer and kneeled before her, smirking deviously. Naruko was angry inside but outside she appeared to simply be a bitch in heat, stroking her dick and fingering her pussy furiously, wanting to release her gathered heat. That was when the woman stood up and cracked the whip at her hands. Naruko cried loudly, her hands were now burning but she still couldn't stop.

"How are you feeling now?" asked the woman.

'Disgusted, betrayed, smashed to pieces, humiliated, hated, angry, but I won't tell it to you.'

"There will come day when all of you will pay for this" moaned Naruko, looking at them with cloudy eyes, trying to convey all the anger she felt.

The woman looked at her, surprised, and started to laugh at her but she also snapped her fingers and a few of the less muscled men came to the blond hermaphrodite and kneeled, proceeding to pin down her hands. Naruko started to panic, her brain sending signals of urgent need of release.

"NO! LET ME GO!" she shouted.

"Oh not a chance." Said the black-haired girl crouching above her head, so that her vagina was placed right above her lips. "True pain and agony begins now!" she shouted slamming her wet cunt down on Naruko's lips. "Lick me! Suck me! Drive me crazy!"

Naruko started to lick her, against her will. She hated it, she hated being forced to do it but she needed release. Her body was in control now and she cried and moaned at the same time. She heard the sound of fabric being torn and that was when she realized all of her clothes had been ripped apart. She was now naked, lying on the street, with her hard nipples, rock hard throbbing dick and wet pussy revealed to the people.

"C'mon, ladies and gentlemen! THE REAL FUN BEGINS NOW!" the woman shouted, grinding her cunt on Naruko's mouth. All the men and women gathered around her and started their fun.

***Hokage Mansion, at the same time***

"I believe you have everything you need?" Tsunade asked, looking at the other woman in her now dark office.

"Yes, I do." said the woman, putting on her mask. Before Tsunade now stood a new Anbu kunoichi. Her blond hair had been put in a tight bun and she exchanged her normal kimono for a black vest jacket with a weird, thunder-like emblem on her back and dark ninja pants. She had protectors wrapped around her legs and wore short heeled ninja shoes. Her black anbu-like mask had painted white whiskers and her fan was black with three red moons on it.

"You know what to do." Tsunade said, looking at her new ally.

"Yes." The girl said, bowing. Tsunade turned around in her chair to look out over the village, seeing the fireworks illuminating the night sky as the civilians laughed and danced throughout the streets. The hokage closed her eyes and grit her teeth, knowing what was most likely happening at this moment.

"Great, now go… Weasel."


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