Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto franchise nor any characters involved here. This is a non profit fanfiction written for my pleasure, and hopefully the pleasure of my readers too.
Rating: M for lemon (yuri because this is fem!Sasuke; feel free to run now if it bpthers you)
Pairing: Sasuke x Sakura (established) with a little twist
Context: On a mission, Sasuke meets a mysterious enemy who uses a jutsu on him that alters his gender; Sakura can't help but want to have some fun. Established SasukexSakura. Set after the war.
Author's notes: This is basically a crackfic that I started writing on April's Fools so please do not take it seriously or say anyone is OOC, I'm just having fun here (and so are the characters). As a sidenote, there are many firsts for me here, as this is my first time writing a genderbending fic, thus my first fem!Sasuke as well, and it also happens to be my first time writing yuri, so let's roll! Oh, and I'll be using masculine pronouns for Sasuke anyway, because he absolutely does not identify as female. Enjoy!
Switcharoo
"So... uhm... she did that jutsu on you, and then you guys lost track of her?" Sakura said, her eyes going from Sasuke to Naruto.
Naruto nodded, his lips stiff, clearly holding back laughter, and a very irritated Sasuke was sitting on the examination table in Sakura's office - a very irritated and a very feminine Sasuke. He was significantly shorter now, with a much smaller build. Sasuke was normally very tall, taller than Naruto, even, and had quite broad shoulders, but now the clothes Sasuke was wearing were too large and baggy, hiding most of his new form. He had both of his arms, for some reason. His face was definitely feminine, with much softer, delicate features, yet it was clearly Sasuke's face - only it was a girl version of him. His jet black eye and his Rinnegan were the same, with dark, long eyelashes, and Sasuke's dark hair was much longer now, reaching the middle of his back. He was drop dead gorgeous, but Sakura knew if she pointed it out now, she would become drop dead Sakura regardless of their current relationship status.
"Fix it," Sasuke was nearly begging the medic.
Even the voice was different, softer, higher; whatever jutsu that was, it was impressive in how complete the change was, but again, Sakura knew better than to point it out, so she kept this reflection to herself.
"I can't do that," she said, "Lady Tsunade is the only one I'd trust to undo such a complex change to your body, and she's not in Konoha today. She'll be back tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Sasuke shrieked. "I have to stay like this until tomorrow?! Please tell me you're kidding."
"Maybe it'll wear out on its own before she comes back?" Naruto chimed in. "What's the big deal anyway, you're a girl, not some kind of abomination. A girl. A pretty girl," Naruto added, giggling.
Sasuke glared at his fellow shinobi, but Naruto had never been known for taking a fucking hint.
"Maybe it's permanent, maybe even grandma Tsunade can't fix it, and you'll spend the rest of your days as a hot chick."
"Shut the fuck up!"
"Oi, language, Sasuke, language! We should find you a feminine name, just in case you stay like this forever."
"No," Sasuke deadpanned, crossing his arms.
"Satsuki?" Naruto suggested.
"My name is Sasuke and anyone who calls me anything else is fucking dead."
"Sure thing, Satsuki."
Sakura sighed. These two were going to give her a headache.
"Naruto, knock it off. Sasuke, let's just go home? I'll get you clothes that fit this temporary body, and you can just relax away from people's prying eyes. I'll help you sneak back in here when Lady Tsunade is back, and she'll undo the jutsu, I'm sure."
Sasuke slid off the examination table following her outside after one final glare at Naruto, who was still apparently having the time of his life. All eyes were on them - or rather, on Sasuke - as they walked down the corridors. Sasuke was used to being the centre of attention and was normally quite good at ignoring it, but the men's eyes on him made him feel rather uneasy and uncomfortable.
It was different from the admiration and infatuation of the girls in their class back then, it was definitely a hungrier, thirstier look that felt like it was trying to see his feminine body through the dark and baggy clothes. Feeling uneasy a little, Sasuke picked up the pace, taking Sasuka's hand for reassurance. The medic was a bit surprised, but she entangled her fingers' with Sasuke's, a faint smile on her lips.
Their house was relatively close to the hospital, and Sakura made sure to take the path with the fewer people in it; when they finally got home, she heard Sasuke's sigh of relief as she made her way to the bedroom. When Sasuke showed up in the doorway, she handed him a pile of neatly folded clothes that she had just taken from her drawer.
"These should fit you," the pink-haired kunoichi said. "Try them on - I'll give you some privacy."
Sakura stepped out the bedroom, closing the door, and Sasuke was left alone. Feeling rather uncomfortable and still mildly irritated - though Sakura's care helped. Sasuke put Sakura's clothes on the bed and stripped of the overly baggy clothes. He put on the black cotton panties - grateful to Sakura for picking the least girly of her underwear - but when Sasuke got to the bra, he realized that he had a massive issue. Two massive issues, to be more accurate, that were very obvious now that he was rid of his large clothes. Whatever jutsu that was had not given him breasts that could quite rival the Fifth Hokage's, but his breasts were easily twice as large as Sakura's, and there was no way her black bra - or any she had in her drawer - would fit Sasuke.
He left the bra on the bed, and could not help but stare at his reflection in the mirror. If he was being honest, he understood the hungry looks now. He had to admit, that annoying kunoichi had turned him in a very hot female version of himself, and he could not help but touch, rather timidly at first - which was ridiculous, given that it was his own body, at least for the time being - feeling the softness and the weight of his breasts. He rubbed and massaged them gently, like he would do to Sakura, and it was not long before he felt chills down his spine, coupled with a wave of heat coursing through his whole body. He bit his tongue, holding back a moan when his fingers started playing with his pink, hardened nipples. That felt so good - was that how it felt for Sakura when he touched her?
"Sasuke?" Sakura's concerned voice asked through the closed door, "Are you okay? Are the clothes fitting you?"
Her voice snapped him out of it.
"Yeah," he said, hastily putting on the grey tank top and black pants.
The pants were Sakura's training pants, skin tight but still very stretchy and comfortable.
"The bra just won't fit," he said as he stepped out the bedroom, "But the rest is fine."
"What do you mean the bra-"
But then Sakura got a look at Sasuke.
"Oh."
His female body was as flawless as his masculine body was, with creamy skin, a thin waist, curved hips, a perfectly adorable booty, and breasts that put Ino to shame. He was beautiful beyond belief, and Sakura, who had never been into girls, could not help but feel attracted - or was it before she knew it was still Sasuke? She wasn't in love or attracted by Sasuke because he was a guy, she was in love and attracted by Sasuke because he was Sasuke, after all. And... was it her, or did Sasuke look flustered? Had he been... had he been exploring his new body when she asked him if he was okay? Was that why it had taken him so long? Well, she could not blame him. Sex would be the first thing she would want to try if her gender was swapped. So, what if... a wicked idea had just crossed her mind, and now she had to make it happen.
Sakura got up from the couch, approaching Sasuke, and gently planted a soft kiss on his lips, and it was not long until Sasuke allowed her to deepen the kiss, their tongues dancing with each others delightfully.
"Sasuke," she cooed to his ear, nibbling his sensitive earlobe, "Were you playing with your new body just then?"
"...!"
Sasuke's face was red as a tomato, and he knew that denying what had happened would lead him nowhere - no way Sakura would believe him.
"You could just ask me," Sakura purred, "I know how it all feels, after all. Imagine how good I could make it for you."
Sakura was gently gropping one of his breasts, lightly kissing his neck, and immediately the heat wave in his body was back with a vengeance, especially between his legs, leaving his mind too clouded to think about anything but Sakura's fingers on his breast, and her lips on his neck. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and she was absolutely not about to let it slip through her fingers. A soft moan escaped him, and it was absolutely the hottest thing Sakura had ever heard.
"But - this isn't - I'm - are you sure?" Sasuke asked. "Even like this...?"
He did not know how to phrase it, but he knew Sakura was not into girls, so did she actually want this, or was she just trying to please him?
"Very much so," her hand was under the grey tank top, touching the bare, sensitive skin of Sasuke's firm and perfectly rond boob. "There isn't a single version of you that I don't want to be with, that I don't feel attracted to."
Sakura took off the tank top, and then guided Sasuke backward, until they both fell on the bed, Sakura straddling Sasuke.
"I wanna make you feel good," she continued, "Make you feel the way you always make me feel."
She kissed him again, harder, in a much hungrier way, and Sasuke felt his body melt at the forceful kiss. He did not know if it was due to his female body, or just how vulnerable this whole predicament made him feel, but he felt much more submissive than usual, wanting nothing but to surrender to her. Sakura slid down a bit, her lips and tongue finding Sasuke's breasts, kissing them, sucking on them, and Sasuke was moaning, digging his fingers in Sakura's pink hair. It felt so good, causing him to spread his legs a bit, arching his back into the soft bed. Was that really how it felt for her when he touched her this way?
Her tongue was swirling around a hardened nipple, her pink lips softly sucking on it, and the heat between his legs was unbearable, that part of his body absolutely and desperately needing attention. He felt so hot and bothered, his body squirming under Sakura, who knew perfectly well what Sasuke craved right now. She slid a hand down, quickly reaching her destination.
"FUCK-" Sasuke's hips buckered forward.
Sakura's touch was sending jolts through his whole body, even through the clothes he was still wearing. That pleasure was overwhelming beyond belief, and she had barely started. Sasuke threw his head back in the plushy pillows, moaning loudly - if it always felt that good, he understood now why Sakura was always so vocal - as his hips rocked needily against his girlfriend's fingers.
Sakura snaked up his body, kissing him again, deeply, roughly, muffling his moans as she kept rubbing him. She could feel the hotness and softness of the flesh under her fingers, even through the clothes he was wearing, applying friction and pressure just the right way to make him quiver. She could feel dampness on her fingers, and she realized Sasuke was so turned on that he was soaking through the fabric of his underwear and pants. Sasuke was squirming under her, completely at her mercy, arching his back wantonly, rocking his hips to increase the pressure against Sakura's hand, and Sakura knew he was about to lose it. And then she stopped, straightening her upper body with a grin in her face, knowing just how close to release Sasuke had been before she denied him. She stripped him, removing the black pants as well as the soaked black panties, and took off her own clothes as well. Her hands went to Sasuke's perfect breasts, playing with the sensitive nipples again, reveling in how flustered and submissive Sasuke was right now. She saw him arch his back, spreading his creamy, toned legs a bit and exposing the pink, glistening pinkness of his smooth, inviting pussy.
Sakura leaned in to steal another kiss, her naked breasts pressing against Sasuke's, and her thigh pushing between Sasuke's legs, feeling the heat and wetness against her skin. Sasuke moaned in their kiss, and she felt him shifting his hips, rocking them wantonly to rub himself against her thigh. This level of arousal was absolutely ridiculous for him: he could, if he wanted, swat away his regular level of horniness to the back of his mind and act as though nothing had happened, but in this body, now that he was aroused, nothing else existed or mattered.
"Mmmh-" he moaned once Sakura freed his lips.
He was still rubbing against her, seeking every bit of pleasurable friction he could get, until he felt himself close to something, and Sakura, sensing it was well, removed her thigh. A frustrated groan came from Sasuke's throat, this was driving him nuts. Was that how it felt when he teased and denied her? If so, he was very, very sorry now. This was unbearable.
Sakura kissed and licked her way down Sasuke's body, following the incredibly soft skin down his breasts, down his stomach, kissing the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. Sasuke's womanhood was perfectly smooth, its flesh pink and inviting, its scent intoxicating. The first kiss startled Sasuke, but then Sakura did it a few more times, gently teasing him with her lips and tongue before she started toying with the small bundle of nerves with her tongue. It was a bit salty, a bit sweet too, hot and slick under her tongue and against her lips, and it made Sakura's whole body burn with desire. Sasuke's scent filled her nose, and her tongue eagerly licked him, tasting every bit of him - she definitely was not going to hold back or half-ass it.
"Fuck," Sasuke swore for the second time.
He spread his legs, hoping to get her tongue the best possible access. Sakura's tongue was soft, and agile, and seemingly knew everything he so desperately needed right now. He felt her fingers playing at his entrance, and then she gently worked in a finger, drawing a gasp from Sasuke at the very new sensations that this intrusion made him feel. It felt odd a bit, at first, but soon it was adding to the pleasure that was building up inside of him, taking over his whole body as it stretched him in all the right ways. Sakura glanced up briefly; Sasuke was a hot, quivering mess now, his gorgeous face flustered, his hands groping his own breasts, panting, moaning and gasping for air as she kept pleasuring him, her tongue busy on the tiny, sensitive bundle of nerves, her fingers moving in a "come here" fashion inside of him. She could feel his walls contract around her fingers, his juices soaking her hand - Sasuke wasn't merely wet, he was dripping.
"Oh-"
Sakura felt his whole body clenching and knew he was past the point of no return, and she did not relent, her tongue merciless on his clit, until the volcano inside of Sasuke exploded, his moans and whimpers filling the room, his whole body trembling and squirming, uncontrolably almost moving away from her, but Sakura was ready, and determined to show him what it was like to be able to experience this pleasure more than once.
She held his hips down, firmly keeping him in place, her tongue and lips still licking and sucking on him, drawing more moans from him. To say that Sasuke was overwhelmed would be an understatement: he was barely coming down from the best orgasm of his entire life, and he could feel pleasure and tension building up inside of him already. The smaller waves quickly built up in another massive tsunami that crashed on him, leaving him even more of a quivering, soaked mess under Sakura as he rode that second mind-blowing orgasm against her pretty face. He pulled her head away after a while, gently, as he was too sensitive for any more direct stimulation now.
"Fuck," he said for the third time, panting and recovering. "That was - holy. Fuck."
Sakura smiled, working her way up Sasuke's perfect soft body, her mouth planting butterfly kisses on the pale skin of his breasts.
"Cone up here," Sasuke said, his voice low and sultry, pulling his girlfriend up so he could kiss her, the laziness of his kiss and looseness of his arms around her showing just how dazzled he still was.
She kissed him back, her hand finding the squishy roundness of a breast and squeezing it gently, and soon Sasuke's delicate hands were on her too, touching her back. He grabbed her smaller, perky breasts, slid his fingers down her ribs, caressed her thighs, until his fingers reached their destination and Sakura whimpered loudly, her whole body shaking. The first touch had been so anticipated, and she had gotten worked up so much as she pleasured Sasuke that she was nearly sent over the edge at the first contact.
Sasuke pulled her up and slid down on the bed, until she was straddling his face and he could finally return the favor. She moaned his name, her back arching as his tongue worked its magic on her. She did not know if that was because of how turned on she was, or because he had been taking notes earlier, but that felt even more amazing that usual. She was grabbing onto the head of the bed, her fingers digging into the wood as she rocked her hips, riding her orgasm against Sasuke's skilled tongue and lips.
Sakura turned around, facing Sasuke's pale and smooth legs. She did not intent for Sasuke to reciprocate, she only intended to please him - over, and over, and over again, until his body could not take it anymore - but the way he was holding her, she knew she could not deny him. She leaned forward a bit, allowing her hand to make its way between Sasuke's legs, her fingers rubbing him skillfully once more. He moaned against her, and she did her best to focus on what she was doing, despite Sasuke's tongue working its magic on her, bringing her to the edge once more. Sakura moaned his name, loudly, gasping, seemingly struggling to get air to her lungs as she lost it again, her fingers stopping briefly as she could not help but focus on the intensity of her own pleasure.
Gently, she moved away, giving a long, languorous kiss to Sasuke before whispered to his ear:
"Turn around."
Without a second thought, Sasuke obeyed, and he felt Sakura's hand grope his firm, round buttocks for a short moment before he heard the drawer slide open. He almost asked what she was doing, but he had a feeling he was about to find out. Sakura parted his thighs a bit, and he felt what must have been one of her toys push against his entrance. He buried his face in the pillow when he felt it slid inside with ease, a long moan escaping his throat as he felt it stretching him in all the right ways. He had never imagined how satisfying it could feel for her - now he knew, he guessed. He arched his back, pushing into it to allow the toy as deep as it could go, desperately wanting, needing more. Sakura was slow and gentle at first, giving him time to adapt, but soon she was giving him what would qualify as a great pounding if that was a real cock that was attached to her. That felt so good that he was seriously considering living the rest of his life as a woman.
Sakura's free hand grabbed a fistful of black hair, pulling it just hard enough, like he often did to her, and the slight pain was absolutely delightful. He did not know what made him so submissive right now, nor why this submission was so pleasurable to him, but he did not care - all that mattered was how good Sakura was making him feel. He was moaning without any shame or restraint - nothing this powerful could ever be held back, of that he was sure.
"Oh g-od-" he stuttered, unable to think straight.
The volcano building up inside of him was making him lose his mind, and all he could do beside moaning was arch his back and clench his fists on the sheets. Nothing but Sakura's hand in his hair and the toy she was using to pleasure him mattered. His girlfriend's pull on his long hair further arched his back, and it was not long until Sasuke lost it once more - and this time it was even more powerful, his mind blacking out for a bit. Sakura smiled to herself when she saw Sasuke's body completely surrender and heard his moans turn to what almost sounded like he was sobbing; it was a few minutes until he had fully recovered and rolled on his back. She dropped on the bed too, crawling on top of him to cuddle him, her head on his full, soft breasts. He held her against him, absolutely spent, gently running his fingers through her hair until they both drifted to sleep.
"And there you go," Tsunade announced, a rather satisfied expression on her beautiful face. "Good as new."
"Thanks," was Sasuke's only answer.
Being back to his real body was a relief, to be sure. Although... this alternate body had had its moments, but those moments belonged to him and Sakura only.
"I'll be going," he said, taking his leave and leaving the two medics alone in Tsunade's office.
Sakura cleared her throat.
"I'll be going t-"
"Hold it," Tsunade smirked.
She crossed her arms.
"Why wait for me to return to fix him?"
"I-I didn't quite trust myself without supervision for a change so complex."
"That jutsu is a lot harder to execute than to get rid of. You know that. I know you know that."
"I - well..."
Sakura was red as a tomato, and Tsunade could not help but laugh. It was absolutely obvious what they had been doing together until her return, and she could hardly blame her protégée for wanting to experiment. Surely Sasuke got some enjoyment out of it too.
"Your secret is safe with me. Off you go."
Sakura quickly left, heading to her own office to start her shift. She was glad Sasuke was back to normal - but also glad they were able to experience the evening and night before.
And, who knows, maybe one day she would be able to perform this jutsu too.
Oh, the possibilities...