Hinata was within her own self, staring into a dark abyss. She tried activating her byakugan, but her chakra was being sealed away, despite the fact she was inside her mind. Her ask of who it was, assuming Kurama was messing with her before Naruto's return, was met with silence. A while later, she could sense the presence return. "I see you don't remember me, Hinata?" The voice in her head echoed, causing the young Mother to shudder internally. She tried to answer back, defy the being that was attacking her from within, but the being overpowered her even within her subconscious. "It makes sense that you wouldn't, you were too fearful of confronting me, despite your immense power. Your husband, Naruto Uzumaki, and his most formidable companion, Sasuke Uchiha, bested me during my assault on your planet. Or, so they thought." N...No... This can't be real...
"I'm afraid so, Hinata Hyuga. I am Momoshiki Otsutsuki of the Moon, and I am here to reclaim my honor." Hinata began to shake, feeling fear knowing that one of the Hidden Leaf's most formidable opponents was still alive. "How, HOW! Naruto told me that you were defeated! And, how are you communicating with me?! Where are you!" Hinata thought she was sounding intimidating, but instead only came off as meek and cowardly. She heard laughter roar through her mind, encompassing all her inner crevices. She wanted to hide, but there was no hiding in this place; her mind had been trapped by herself.
"I see the great Hokage never told you what lead to my supposed demise," the voice was now booming, with a slight hint of humor in it. "You must had forgotten the third person in that party that took me on, your dear child." Hinata's eyes glowed, and shut up at those words. "That poor kid, tasked with defeating me, when the planet's finest could've quite easily ended me then and their, without his help. But, I suppose his old man felt he needed to throw a bone that time. Maybe he was guilty never letting his own kid shine." Hinata, for once in the entire exchange, stood her ground for what mattered to her. "You bastard! Don't you mock Naruto like that. It's not his fault being the greatest leader of the entire village took so much time away from home! And... Hold on..." Hinata began to put the pieces together, and was fuming with rage. "What did you do to my baby! All the newfound hatred in his father, the disgusting garbage in his mind, his actions onto me, onto Hanabi… Th-They were your doing! You creep! Sick piece of sh-"
Hinata's angry tirade was interrupted by laughter, louder than any previously. "Oh, you sad, sad Earth woman. I'll delight you by admitting to being the culprit of most of what has gone on with your son. You see, his inexperience in true combat was his demise. Just as he was to deal with me, I had managed to gain an opening that allowed me to curse the boy. Well, I would hardly even call it a curse. His ability to absorb chakra, steal techniques, enhanced physical prowess, all thanks to me," Momoshiki sighed, basking in what Hinata had to be his gloating. "As compensation, I merely harbor a small portion of his mind. I don't ask for much, and rarely do much either. All I want, is to bring out that potential. Unlike Naruto, Boruto is not fueled by courage and his friends. Instead, he runs on what his sensei Sasuke does: frustration and hatred."
"I merely tipped that side of him more, made him indulge in that deep hate for his terrible father." In front of where Hinata was positioned now stood the opaque figure of Momoshiki, smiling and gleaming with joy. "Let go of my son... Now!" Hinata's anger returned her byakugan, and she was regaining control of her inner mind. Her muscles were tense, and the sight of the man hosting himself in her young boy made her bitter to the core. "I don't need to tempt him anymore, Hinata Hyuga. You don't realize it, but my meddling with his mind stopped a while ago. Now, I'm just basking in the glory that is to come. He will be the vessel to my victory. And besides, I didn't tell him to make your pretty body his personal fucktoy. That was merely a bonus." Hinata had enough, and used her right palm to puncture through the chest of Momoshiki's avatar. As his projection began to fade away, Hinata heard one last remark.
"What he's about to do next, is not my problem."
Hinata reawakened inside of Boruto's room. More specifically, his bed. She was sweating profusely from the tension she faced in her mind, and that had apparently been affecting her outer body. Out of nowhere, Hinata felt her body be flung onto the floor, causing a loud thud and her side to be in pain. Smoke covered the room, and as she looked in the direction of where she had been launched from, she gasped and tried to crawl away. Three shadow clones of her son were approaching her, and she was scrambling to run away. At the foot of the door she tried to rise up, only to feel something heavy fall on her skull. Her face down on the ground, she could see at the exit stood her son, and that he had placed his foot on her head. "I didn't say you could leave, mom."
Hinata was placed onto her side, legs spread out and arms tied behind her back. The clones surrounded every crevice of her body, with hands pulling apart her thighs, fingers digging into her waist from behind. She was in total pain throughout her body, absolutely swelled by the immense number of bodies using her. Her mouth was engorged by the entire shaft of one of the Boruto, yanking her hair as to force her to take the full length down to the throat. Her large bust was being manhandled by another, pulling at them to stimulate the cock nestled between them. Her ass was contorting and flexing from the massive object lodged inside of by her son, ravaging it as if it was not possible to damage it. Her pussy, her forbidden snatch and birthplace of Himawari and Boruto, was being injected with the rod that should never had been allowed back in. Hinata could not even tell which one was the real Boruto; not that it mattered though seeing as she was being raped regardless and that knowing which is which wouldn't stop that fact. She was wincing and groaning, being excessively stimulated and aching from the four cocks abusing her body.
"FUCKKKK!" The one pulverizing her ass said, launching copious amounts of cum into her body as he rammed into her butt. The tension upon her inner walls caused her wince hard, perking her lips to hold back a scream. The sudden change in pressure around the cock situated inside her mouth caused that Boruto to give in, and blast her warm throat with the thick batter. She didn't want to swallow, but Boruto refused to let her open her mouth by jamming her head on his cock.
The heavy waterfall caused some leakage out from her nose and lips. The disgusting mess occurring from her ass and mouth made her gag and contort, squirming and writhing to get out of this mess. The natural reflex to clamp led to the walls surrounding the one demolishing her tight mommy pussy led to the one pounding her womb to have to unload, and unload it did. The clone laid waste to her insides, pulling apart her legs as it split her insides open and blasted her womb with seed. The warmth filling Hinata made her feel so bloated and defeated, and she began to cry as she felt the three blasts cause her to be emptied into with incestuous sperm. Her bouncing around caused her large breasts to jiggle continually, leading to the final Boruto to give out. With a huff, the final one squirted out its part of the orgy all over Hinata's bare chest, splattering it in goop. The trail of fire landed all the way to her bottom jaw, effectively covering her entire upper body. After the clones reached their limit, ceased their bucking of hips and moaning, and cum no longer flowed into Hinata, multiple popping sounds occurred throughout the room.
Hinata was a total mess. She was covered in sweat, tears, and baby batter wherever the filthy children had humiliated her. Cum pooled wherever they creamed her, slightly spilling from how excessive they went to flood her. She struggled to get up; Hinata's legs had turned to jelly. Her mouth was on fire and was steaming with whatever cum she couldn't get down. With a loud hak, she spat out whatever content was still remaining, and tried to free herself from the tight bondage placed upon her. "How dare you make a mess of my room, mom." She heard footsteps from behind Boruto's bed walk towards her.
Hinata's eyes began to openly. Slowly and weakly, of course, as she had little to no energy left in her. There was most likely more of Boruto's cum than her own chakra flowing inside of her body at the moment. "Oh mom, I didn't even get to have my fun yet. I can't only have you getting tired from my shadow clones. Wait... Th...Those weren't even you? She thought, feeling an alarming level of fear swelling inside. "However, I have an entire night to kill before dad gets back." Boruto stopped jerking off to the glowing frame of his lovely mother for a moment as to perform a hand technique, and out came at least 18 copies of himself surrounding his collapsed MILF. Hinata screamed, as she felt over a dozen splashes of hot, sticky fluid all over her body. She was drenched all over, and could almost feel herself glued to the floor by Boruto's hate boners.
"And when he does. Well, I'll show dad what a Week Off from the village does to our family. Or, at least, what it did to me and you." As the clones that did their part dissipated, Boruto prepared another wave of clones to assault Hinata. Hinata wept once more, as the clones began to walk over her glossed and limp frame, ready to abuse her for as long as Boruto wanted. And, before the night was through, he was going to use the last of his own chakra to enjoy his mommy all to himself, glazed in his coming victory over his father.