For the blonde, buxom Kumo kunoichi, Samui found that the days felt more and more like a blur the more they passed.

The Zetsus spared no hesitation raping her every moment of every day, spearing their way into her cunt and asshole to sate their bottomless libidos.

When it had initially began for her, she had been kidnapped, and taken to a prison cell designed especially for her, and Samui, knowing what awaited for her, knew what she had to do, letting herself go along with the lusts of the Zetsus who wanted her body

The mocking calls and jeers of the Zetsus had initially surrounded her, her receiving a number of backhanded compliments for her acquired skills for the first several hours.

As she stood, bare naked, glistening with sweat, in a reverse crab-walk position with a massive Zetsu cock stuck inside her, she tuned the various voices out as best as she could, tightly gripping the chalk-skinned man's knees while slamming her pelvis down on his own.

"Ooh~ You really know how to work that body of yours!" The Zetsu she rode complimented, watching the blonde woman shoving herself down to the base of him, his much larger cock having fully stretched her out, Samui continuing to maneuver her hips in a circle, the cock sliding in and out of her pleasurably.

Her fast, fixed pace persisted in such a manner that her G-Cup breasts bounced on her chest, the oppressive smells of both the chakra-sealing aphrodisiac of the prison, along with the musk of the many lusting, throbbing cocks wanting to stick it in her flooding her nostrils.

When she had originally been kidnapped, the first thing they'd done had been taking away her short sword before immobilizing her, and while she resisted, they only proceeded to take her to the prison and gang rape her for what amounted to one-and-a-half days, the additional 12 hours the result of her punishment being extended every time she even showed a hint of hesitance and lack of eager obedience to their increasingly degrading and disgusting demands.

This being enough to grate on her mind, her lack of sleep amidst the exhaustion made Samui all the more unable to resist, only groggily complying to their demands while she forced herself to stay awake.

She was not the only Kumo kunoichi to be brought into the prison, her being joined by Karui, Mabui and others within the cells as time passed.

The aphrodisiacs ensured that they could offer no viable resistance whenever the Zetsus decided to have their ways with them, each of their Kumo bands being taken from them and dumped into a pile, next to the pile of most of the clothes they had taken off of them, each of which were collectively regarded as the de facto bathrooms of their captors, purely to make the concept of getting dressed again more disgusting in nature.

Their humiliation seemed to only peak when they were forced to consume potent laxatives, with each Kumo kunoichi being subjected to a prison-wide activity, wherein a woman would be fuck-carried over the pile of headbands, arms tied behind their backs, while facing the Zetsu fucking them, who would hold their ass cheeks together until she hung over the pile of metals that represented the nation they trained and dedicated their lives to protecting, as well as their pride as ninja, and promptly have their ass cheeks spread apart forcibly, just as the laxatives took effect, making the kunoichi shit all over those metals in clear view of everyone else, who themselves would be getting raped during the Morning Breeding sessions.

Then, without even allowing the woman to collect herself from this shame and embarrassment, they would be taken to a Correction Cell and gang raped for the duration of 24 hours, at the very least.

These consecutive traumas had been made with the intent of demoralizing the captured women before molding them into proper breeding tools, with the afflicted women in question often too traumatized to do anything else but obey.

As the prison was swiftly filled with Kumo women and kunoichi, Samui's only memory of what the Zetsus started doing prior to her being relocated was going at length telling everyone about who they were targeting for assassination and replacement, them primarily threatening those who were related, or had personal connections, to the people within the prison, as though announcing execution dates, with the only silver lining, if it could even be called as such, being that those who told the Zetsus where more women could be found were allowed to choose one person per woman to survive.

When this system had started, they demonstrated their point by transforming themselves into perfect replicas of those who had been captured up to then, explaining how the former role of the Zetsus within the Akatsuki had been centered around devouring dead members' corpses, before saying they wholly intended to eat everything but the heads of their soon-to-be assassination victims, prior to impersonating them in their daily lives.

Some took the ultimatum immediately out of concern for loved ones, while others kept silent, clinging to the hope that it was merely bait to add more to their number of captured.

When the Zetsus carried out their promise, however, and proceeded to have the heads placed in the Morning Breeding room of the prison, on stakes made out of the repurposed kenjutsu swords of captured Kumo kunoichi, any lingering remnant of morale was teetering on the edge of being broken completely, if the sight of someone a woman knew and loved being dead, reduced to a head on a stake after being devoured, without hope of a proper burial for them as the murderer raped them, didn't succeed prior to that.

For Samui, hope existed for her in the form of Killer Bee and the Raikage still being active, in addition to Darui and her brother.

As the prison reached its full capacity, she was among those taken to be spread as far apart from the Kumo prison as possible, transported by being coated in a mass of Zetsu spores and carried along.

They had decided to take her to the prison placed near Konoha, with her being taken there quickly, so that she could not escape once her chakra was restored to her.


In contrast to the Kumo prison, the Konoha prison was smaller, with a small group of Zetsus more heavily dedicated to breeding as opposed to increasing their numbers.

Nonetheless, Samui quickly understood that this was because the Zetsus involved were more revenge-driven than the rest, unable to shake off their previous defeat and the attempted murder done by the original five prisoners.

Upon realizing that this was brought about by the petty grudges of these rapists, she often found herself doing everything in her power to hurt them whenever possible, even if this usually meant very suddenly biting down as hard as she could on a Zetsu's dick as they shoved it down her throat.

This often got her sent promptly to their equivalent of the Correctional Room, where they attempted to gang rape her into submission, to minimal avail once she got out.

Knowing she was expected to be bred day-in and day-out, Samui's dwindling dignity did not last enough to stave off the oppressively lustful atmosphere of the prison, and it wasn't until they'd sent her to the Correctional Room for the third time that they realized how best to break her will with her own lust.


"Look at you — it seems like you're getting more resistant every day. I thought you would have learned by now where you belong." One Zetsu said, while looking down at the woman he was shoving his giant dick down the throat of, his brutal pounding of her mouth begetting a concentrated look from her.

"Does this woman even see it as punishment to have sex with cocks like ours?!" Another howled with laughter, this one watching her ass as she stood in a squatted position, thrusting herself down harshly on his dick, a hard slap to her firm ass making it jiggle. "Her cunt gets hotter every time we add to it!"

"If that's the case," the one in her mouth pulled out of her throat abruptly, her entering a fit of hard, labored breathing, her body so filled with aphrodisiac smoke that she breathed it like air, the man gripping her blonde locks to make her look up at him, "why don't we give you a quota for how many times you have to make us Zetsus cum per day?!"

She didn't respond with words, only fiercely shoving her cunt down on the Zetsu sticking his dick inside her, sticking her tongue out and trailing it along the prick above her, the sheer enthusiasm of the woman making the Zetsu on his feet laugh.

"It's decided then — your quota is 50 times today, then 100 tomorrow!"


In the present day, Samui, for the life of her, could not tell if it had been a day or a month since they'd first captured her.

The quota for each individual day fluctuated and skyrocketed with chaotic inconsistency, sometimes being less than 20, and other times being well over 500.

The punishment for not completing the quota was for her to be hanged up with her limbs spread out, a freakishly huge, stationary dildo plugging her ever-stuffed cunt, all while the Zetsus chose among the women they had within the prisons when the time finally came.

Though it served as one of the few times she could have clarity, the horniness riddling her body, growing steadily more and more addicted to those white, ever-brazen dicks shoving into her without restraint, curbed her ability to think of anything pertaining to rescue whatsoever.

This would later be exacerbated when the morning breeding session ended, and a Zetsu came and carried her along to see other women getting fucked wildly in their cells while he tortured her for her failure by not indulging his wanton lusts, but instead forcing her to endure until, finally, she agreed to have the babies of every Zetsu, upon which a trio would fuck her ceaselessly to reward their obedient cum dump, letting her womb become a deluge of semen and her body subjected to a shower of thick, hot clumps of cum spurting all over her face, hair, mouth and tits for the rest of the night.

Such was her daily routine, inasmuch as it could be considered one, as she was placed through the same motions for days on end.

This had seemingly changed with the implementation of the Hinata Hyuuga clones inside the prison she came to reside in.

Therein, a designated Zetsu made it a policy that each of his brothers would be given a set number of Hinata clones to serve and pleasure them.

For this reason, Samui would begin to see each clone being taken through the motions of being trained up by Zetsus to obey their whims, several getting chained up at a time while one was taken away.

What they did with each clone was a mystery to everyone within the prison, who themselves were too often being fucked for Morning Breeding sessions, placed within their respective cells between meals, or being taken around the prison for any reason (the most often heard among them being to keep them physically fit — even as they fucked them the entire time).

It was only when approximately a few days had passed that Samui learned the specific reason for why the clones were needed, when, during the Morning Breeding, each woman was systematically taken away from the prison while the others remained, not returning before the next person was taken.

Tsunade had been the first to be taken away, followed by Sakura, with her being the one behind her.

She was carried out the prison, forearms placed atop each other on her back and chained, knees held up and apart by her current Zetsu, the hardness of his cock up her cunt enough to hold her in place despite his casual bounces, while two Hinata clones stood on either side of the Zetsu carrying her, their long hair being cut down to become shoulder length.

The group of three took the blonde through a forest path, her eyes stinging from the feeling of natural light, them stopping upon reaching a clearing, there being the sound of Tsunade crying out in pleasure, Sakura giving pained grunts, each fucked at the edge of the clearing by the Zetsus who'd taken them, a third Hinata clone standing next to a table they'd brought out, smiling broadly as Samui was brought out.

"Hinata—Hinata, you shouldn't be doing this!" Sakura yelled through moans, but it seemed to fall on deaf ears, the Zetsu carrying Samui lifting the woman off of his cock, the clones flanking him taking a forceful grasp of her shoulders, chakra enhanced grips forcing the woman onto her back, semen gushing out of her stuffed cunt to the equally stained table surface, her Zetsu reaching to her legs and pulling them apart as she gave groans of discomfort, the Hinata clone that stood over her activating her Byakugan while narrowing her eyes.

Without explaining it, she began systematically giving hard palm strikes and fingers prods all over Samui's body, each one hitting and blocking a chakra point along her body, fixed concentrations of chakra entering the nodes of her Chakra Network to deactivate the ability to use chakra at all.

If it had been done weeks earlier, this realization would have driven her to try resisting. But at that point, she had already submitted herself to her fate, and only acted to let the clone do its job without further complications.


When all of the women had their chakra nodes sealed, the Zetsus explained themselves to them, telling them that they were planning on taking the thoroughly trained Shadow Clones of Hinata out to the other prisons to go about getting rid of the need for chakra-sealing aphrodisiacs, as the supply was too small for their ambitions, and it was much more effective to just use normal aphrodisiacs after taking out the factor of chakra altogether.

True to form, they did this during a meeting in the Morning Breeding room, and explained that they needed to take their leave for the other prisons across the continent, all while the Zetsus fucked their prisoners with great excitement.

The first Zetsu would take the original Hinata, as well as Sakura, out to the prison placed nearest to Sunagakure with the clones set to guard the area when they had gathered enough chakra for themselves, and in the ensuing hours, the group was sent off by nightfall.


Not long after, the Hinata clones eventually became a normal sight amidst the prison, bringing in food for the captured to eat.

Hinata could see that many had grown sapient over time, developing personalities of their own, much like some of the Zetsus seemed to do, in their own minor ways.

This seemed poignant to the woman when she would find herself standing with one of her clones and Sakura inside a dingy, weathered building that used to be a hideout, the three gazing at the hard dick of the Zetsu claiming to be her husband as he sat on a throne.

"Pleasure me." He ordered them simply, his excitement palpable, as the notion of having a foursome without having to worry about having to share had yet to become reality until then.

Hinata simply obeyed the creature now calling itself her husband, acting to please and satisfy him.

Sakura moved herself in front of him, Hinata's clone coming to the right side of his throne, and the original to the left side, Hinata and her clone raising their breasts up, and squishing their G-Cup tits around the giant meat pole, moving their breasts around as he was given the double tit-fuck, the Zetsu groaning aloud as his erect shaft hardened further, growing bigger before Hinata's very eyes as she took in his girth once more.

Hinata and Sakura simultaneously thought, in unison, that this Zetsu's cock was way bigger than Naruto's had been the night they'd first been made to fuck to teach the Zetsus copulation.

Pursing her lips at the familiar scent of his musk, Sakura frowned at how her mind had been so thoroughly conditioned that the smell of his cock was enough to make her pussy grow hot, her leaning forward and taking an ample amount of the dick before her into her mouth and suck, her hand grasping his ballsack and giving it a moderately strong squeeze, which erected a firm moan out of the Zetsu's mouth.

When the Zetsu claimed he was thirsty, another servant clone, set to stand guard, bowed her shameless, naked respect then left her post, returning with a bottle of fine wine in hand that they'd stolen off of a traveler they found, and that Zetsu and a clone had killed, as he walked along the path, Sakura and Hinata having seen it all, but being unable to do much beyond screaming for him to run when the Zetsu ordered the clone in question to aid in the murder — an action that the Zetsu promised would be punished verily when they arrived at their destination.

The wine bearing clone poured the liquid into her mouth briefly, as the three women on their knees continued to pleasure Zetsu, before she leaned down and kissed him, the pair opening their mouths as the liquid poured into his mouth.

As he felt the quality alcohol waterfall down his throat, he reached forward and held the back of Sakura's head, deepening his kiss as he conveyed his lustful passion by forcibly shoving her head down on the dick she sucked, Sakura giving a stifled sound as the wine-bearing clone reciprocating his kiss, their tongues beginning to wrangle around one another.

As this happened, Hinata and her fellow clone shifted to sit on either side of Sakura, tits forming a bundle of squishy melons around Zetsu's cock, them leaning forward and adding their tongues to his shaft as Sakura kept sucking hard.

With this persisting, Zetsu reached a hand out to the ass of the clone frenching him, feeling around it before rapidly pumping his double digits inside of her hot, wet cunt, the clone moaning as she pushed against his fingers while.

By that point, Hinata's mind could no longer tell the difference between when her lust was drug induced and when it was genuine, the girl licking up the prick as Zetsu let go of Sakura's head, his dick wriggling prior to jetting hot, sweet streams of jizz down Sakura's throat, her gulping it all up before pulling away, the two former kunoichi looking up to Zetsu as he broke his kiss, looking down at them.

"Alright." He grumbled, standing up, the four women giving him space as he got down on the dirty floor, laying on his back, looking to Hinata and Sakura as they looked down at him. "Hinata, I want you to ride me first. Sakura, come and sit on my face."

The pair shared a look, then complied, Hinata asking, "I-In the cock-squat position Lord Zetsu?"

"No. Just ride me like you mean it." He chuckled, Hinata forcing a smile as she positioned herself, straddling his waist as Sakura squatted herself down over the Zetsu's face with a heavy blush.

Zetsu felt Hinata pressing her pussy lips against his dick head, his tongue taking a long, thirsty lick along Sakura's opening, the pink haired girl shuddering before Zetsu spoke a final order, "Clones, pleasure them for now."

With this, he thrust up into Hinata's tight cunt, his tongue pushing deep into Sakura's snatch, tongue pressing along her insides with similar motions to a cock, her moaning lowly, before a clone came behind her, on her knees, pressing her lips onto the crook of her neck, hands taking a careful grasp of one of Sakura's C-Cups, other hand trailing down her stomach, over her crotch, before her middle finger pressed down on her clitoris, rubbing there as Sakura's moan turned into a cry, Zetsu flecking his tongue inside her cunt for a few seconds more against her G-Spot before Sakura instinctively ground her hips along his tongue, moaning louder.

Hinata, for her part, planted her hands on Zetsu's chest, then started to ride him as he thrust up into her, hard, fast and precise despite his wide girth, Hinata's mouth letting loose a number of moans, Zetsu's hands trailing up her sides and figure, the soothing sensation of his touch contrasting the harshness of his thrusts, Hinata feeling a sharp pang of pleasure with every twist of her hips, Zetsu groaning, which sent vibrations up Sakura's pussy, Zetsu feeling Hinata shaking her hips by manner of reflex, mentally smirking as he kept thrusting his way up into her cunt, Hinata slamming herself down in learned sync with Zetsu, their flesh colliding halfway hard enough that with each potent clap of their flesh, her ass jiggled, his hand reaching to her clitoris and skillfully rubbing it off, her clone coming to her side a few minutes into this.

By then, Hinata's eyes rolled to the back of her head, moaning loudly as her tongue hung out of her mouth, her clone pinching down on her nipples, twisting them enough that Hinata tensed up, arching her back, body glistening with sweat as she came, but did not make Zetsu cum, his hands grasping her hips, taking full control as his much stronger arms lifted and slammed her fiercely on his cock, so hard that, as the clone released her nipples, her tits bounced up and down on her chest violently, her emitting sharp, pleasured cries as she felt herself cumming all over again seconds later, her grasping the forearms gripping her hips to anchor her consciousness to something, Zetsu's multitasking enabling him to make Sakura cum hard on his face.

The clone pleasuring Hinata gave the girl a firm slap on her ass, then came behind her, her biting down on her neck, moving with Zetsu's slams, before reaching down, pressing on her clitoris and rubbing, Hinata throwing her head back, cumming again with a scream as her clone chuckled.

"You're such a naughty slut — perfect in a wife for Lord Zetsu~"

"I-I—!"

The clone leaned up amid Hinata's breathless gasp, kissing the original deeply while slipping her tongue along hers, the clone pressing her ample bosom against the original's back, Hinata stiffening, groaning, before the clone pulled away, grasping Hinata's long hair and pulling on it, speaking down to her.

"You know that's the truth. That's all you're good for, and you LOVE it, don't you?!"

She gave a harsh slap to Hinata's jiggling ass, her crying out, hands releasing Zetsu's arms, his hard slams persisting, her mind going blank.

"Say it, slut! Say who owns you! Say whose children you want to give birth to!"

"I-I-" Another hard twist of her pink nipple made Hinata speak, "L-LORD ZETSU'S! I WANT LORD ZETSU'S BABIES!"

Zetsu grunted, his slams getting harder, Hinata arching her back, breasts bouncing wildly, yet out of sync from the clone's nipple twist, and she came a third time all over.

"That's right, you're HIS woman, HIS property," the clone whispered in her ear despite her pleasured screams, "and you're proving it by getting off on the cock of someone other than your beloved Naruto-kun's."

Hinata's eyes widened.

"Why don't you forget about him?" She asked. "You've already gotten someone you know wants you, and you know you want him too."

Hinata's moans had suddenly grown stifled, her seeming to gain a moment of clarity for a moment, her trying to speak, but her clone speaking over her.

"Even if your MOUTH tries to lie, your body is honest." The clone whispered, Zetsu's hands moving from Hinata's womanly hips, but her still grinding against his thrusts, moans being stifled by a bitten lip. "You have your life for him once, but he never said a word of thanks, did he? He was more content to be with that pink haired girl." Her hands groping Hinata's tits, the Hyuuga gasped aloud. "Even when you gave him your virginity, to save his life, he didn't want it, but he didn't hesitate the second she offered the same."

Tears formed in Hinata's eyes, the act of her repressed thoughts, jealousy and bitterness being echoed by her clone like stabs in her heart.

"You know I'm right — I AM you, after all. Even if you confessed your love, sold your soul, and give everything you have, he'd probably still choose Sakura over you, when she's been nothing but hurtful to him. You deserve better. You KNOW you deserve better... That's why you sent yourself back to fuck those Zetsu the first time, when Tsunade was getting fucked in your place, isn't it? You had a taste of it, of a REAL cock, and you wanted more?"

"N-No!" Hinata cried out, only for her clone to pinch her nipples and twist them painfully again.

"You're a slutty liar too? Wow~ Unless... oh, now I get it~" she purred, mischief lacing the clone's voice, "you like the idea of making Naruto suffer, don't you? You've held him up on a pedestal so long," she pressed her breasts against Hinata's back, "defiling that sacred, pure love must be a REAL turn-on for you, you just don't want to admit it to yourself? Just imagine it, the look on his face when you were getting "raped" in front of him, how he cried like a pathetic wimp, while you ended up being the one to comfort him. But you didn't mean it, did you? You were just playing the part of a perfect girlfriend-to-be all over again, when you were really wanting to keep getting fucked by a monster with a dick big enough to ACTUALLY make you feel it kiss your womb~"

Hinata breathed, tears spilling down her eyes, her pussy growing hotter and tighter, her glistening body moving to sate her lust as it had been trained to do.

Zetsu grasped her hips a final time, starting to lift and slam her on his cock, the intensity of his slams far greater than before, her climax fast approaching with that dick scraping in and out of her like a piston, the image her clone reminded her of, the night it had all began, erecting a dark, potent lust inside her that had been etched inside her very being from that moment onwards, but one she had always ignored, knowing how horrible it was to feel that way.

Yet it festered inside her, an pain that the Zetsu's dick kept scraping against to soothe the aching, a wellspring of cathartic pleasure that welled up with alarming speed, and sought to overwhelm her.

Without warning, without even realizing it, Hinata experienced the strongest climax she'd ever felt at that moment.

The next moment consisted of her screaming out at the top of her lungs, her body spasming all over, her pussy juices squirting all over the dick stuffed inside her, a final slam that made Zetsu's dick punch through her cervix into her womb, and finally, the excessive discharge of white hot semen ejaculating into her, wholly intent on impregnating her, the underlying danger of it, of the thought that she would become pregnant to a child other than Naruto's, filled her with a sense of many things, exhilaration, liberation, satisfaction, and other things she couldn't identify, but knew that made her hate herself deeply in that moment of realization.

Then, overwhelmed by this peak of emotions and stimulation, she fell unconscious.

Sakura, for her part, didn't hear any of the conversation on account of the clone tending to Hinata having whispered the entire thing.

As said clone hoisted Hinata off of Zetsu's cock, however, he had the clone go about chaining Hinata upside down against the wall to keep the semen from flooding out immediately.

The clone helping him to pleasure Sakura, on the other hand, hoisted the girl up as Zetsu pulled his tongue out, cock still hard as ever as he got back up, the clone sitting Sakura on the throne he'd been sitting in.

Without giving the girl any time to recover from the oral orgasms he'd put her through, he grasped her ankles and brought them high up into the air, aiming his cum-slathered dick and shoving himself back into Sakura's hot channel, tightening his grip, before using chakra in a similar way to her and Tsuande, him starting to powerfully pound his meaty dick hard into her, the deposed #1 breeding slave providing a hot, tight cunt as his fierce thrusts made the ground shake, Sakura crying out at the top of her lungs, her C-Cups bouncing up and down on her chest, ass cheeks jiggling with every hard thrust he gave to her cunt.

The two Hinata clones, in the meantime, knelt down behind him, one sucking on his ballsack, and the other on the parts of his shaft that didn't quite fit when he tried shoving it in.

Zetsu groaned, Sakura rolling her head along the floor in tandem with the harsh collision of flesh, forcibly scraping into her tiny hole, juices squirting out of her with every thrust inside, him grunting, before, after several minutes, he rammed himself wholly into her hole, cumming hard into her as Sakura came with him, hands tightly gripping the edges o fthe seat, him shoving as deep as possible before ejaculating into her.

Sakura huffed unevenly, knowing her likelihood of getting pregnant by Zetsu semen became the makings of a lust-fueled possibility.

With Zetsu smirking down at her though, she smiled back, the notion not as scary as it sounded.

"Are you going to come down here and show more fun?" She asked, teasingly, and Zetsu took it as a challenge, fucking her to unconsciousness while stuffing her full of several liters of semen, her stomach notably bloated up compared to Hinata.

With this, he moved his attention to the clones, fucking them as well in a threesome


A/N: I was originally going to write out a happy ending for this story, where everything gets wrapped up, but after getting my hands on some scans for the last Prison chapter, then manually translating the last page, I've changed my plans from it being a likely happy ending with some dark consequences to there being little closure whatsoever, purely out of spite for how it was ended.

Truth be told, I'm not really feeling this way because it DID have a happy ending, but because the way the ending came way too easily, and raised the question I had at the end of the second Prison book, specifically, "Why did they not just do that earlier? Why let themselves get raped as extensively as this when they could've stopped this at literally ANY time?"

Instead of feeling relief, I'm just left with a whiplash on Sword Art Online's Deus Ex Machina levels that leave me feeling more confused and infuriated than anything else.

Coupled with none of the girls getting pregnant by Zetsu, and the one who DID get pregnant wondering whether it's actually Naruto's kid instead, after roughly five manga chapters showing Zetsus having sex with the captured in pretty much every way imaginable, for several days straight with few breaks, compared to Naruto who did it with them for a short while on one night, and I lose all interest whatsoever.

I've heard of people being infertile, and in hentai manga especially that's usually the case until pregnancy becomes a plot point, but the whole thing is just ridiculous.