Day 5

Hinata was having a strange dream. She had been fist fighting some guy; she couldn't quite make him out. He was empowering, and took ahold of her and had dominated her. He took out his beautiful cock and put it gently into her. It felt right, so she started to grind back and feel it deepen it's embedding. "Good mom," she heard him say, "that's what I like to see." He started thrusting deeper, but still gently, and then she woke up.

It was then that she realized why the dream had changed. Boruto was standing over her with his dick in her cunt. When he saw her eyes open he popped his cock out. "Good, you're awake," he said, lowering himself upon her. "I was going to do this regardless of whether you got up or not, but it's more interesting if you are." She quickly turned her head and pushed him away with her replenished chakra. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he asked incredulously and somewhat surprised. "No, what the fuck do you think you're doing!" Hinata snapped back, freaking out that her son was screwing her. She was sweating, and panicking realizing that she was naked in full view of her apparently incestuous son.

"I...I'm...I'm telling your father when he gets back! Shame on you!" She uttered aloud, causing Boruto to stir. It seems the technique hasn't taken effect yet. Boruto thought. No matter, she deserves this for bringing up him.

"Get the fuck away from me Boruto!" she spat at his direction, disgusted with him. Boruto seemed unconcerned or guilty of what he had just been doing. In fact, he looked annoyed, possibly even frustrated. Hinata winced, channeling her chakra through herself. Hinata was shaken. She could feel that something... unnatural occurred. Her body was sore, and she couldn't tell why. "B-Boruto, what do you think you were doing! What are you doing here?!" Boruto remained silent, retaining his bitter face. Hinata growled, infuriated with her naked son. "Answer me young man!" Here her son was, atop of her while she was asleep, using her for a length of time she knew not of. She tried to activate her byakugan, but her full strength wasn't coming. She was internally furious, but was unable to muster up any more energy, despite the shock and anger. Her memory of last night was foggy, but she was tense. What's going on, why isn't my byakugan working? Mustering up her courage, Hinata prepared to yell.

"GET, OUT!" Hinata said, pointing at the door.

"Mom, you must have forgot something" he said as he forced her onto her stomach, "I own you now, remember?" With that he somehow managed to pin her back onto her bed, despite her channeling her energy and resistance mere seconds ago. Hinata suddenly was stunned, as her child restraddled her thighs. Holding her arms above her head with one hand, he pulled her night shorts and panties down off of her ass until he could see her pretty little cunt. "No Boruto, stop it, you can't!" she said as she squirmed with all her strength, which suddenly disappeared. But she was no match for him, and he gave her a hard smack on the ass and grabbed a handful of her hair.

"I guess you still don't get it," he said, pulling hard on her hair, "I own you!" As the raging teen yelled in her face, he grabbed her throat with his free hand and squeezed hard. She suddenly could not breath, and she stopped moving entirely, paralyzed by fear. Still choking her, he let go of her hair and reached down to position his tip inside her now moist labia. When he regained hold of her hair, he released her throat and she gasped for air and started panting. While she was incapacitated, Boruto slid his cock into his mother's warmth, up to its hilt. He knew that no one but him (and his insolent father) has been inside her before, and he felt like he was conquering new territory; she was his territory now, after all. She was incredibly and surprisingly tight. She moaned as he entered her, seemingly never having felt such fullness before.

She immediately regretted the sound, as it greatly encouraged him, but it was truly involuntary. "There you go," he said "your body knows your place is serving me." He built up a steady rhythm, and once her cunt had stretched to accommodate her boy, he started pounding balls deep into her. "S-shut up Boruto! Get off me!" She didn't want to enjoy it, but he massaged her breast with one hand and pushed the fingers of the other into her mouth. "You want to know what I was doing? And, do you want to know what I was doing last night?" Boruto continued thrusting, feeling his mother tremble at his dominance. "Making you mine."

She thought she was just hearing things, but as his plowing grew more intense, she could hear her son loud and clear. Without every pump, with every hip thrust into her tight cunt, her son was muttering, "fuck you dad." Her baby was gritting his teeth as he grinded her from behind. Gasping, and utterly feebly, Hinata lifted her torso up, beginning to speak. "Son... Don't... I am... your mother... She squeaked sharply, feeling him tug hard on her hair, causing her to left her legs up for a moment. He became furious then, and slapped her hard across the face, making her collapse back onto the bed. With that, he pulled out, releasing the pressure between her legs, causing Hinata to sigh a sigh of relief.

"Let's get one thing straight," her son said as he sat on her stomach and positioned her to lie down on the mattress, "I own you. You do what I say when I say it, and you will never talk about dad ever again." He pulled her bottoms all the way off now, fully exposing her lower half. "You will act normally around others, but when we are alone, I will give you a command and you will answer with 'Yes, master.' Is that understood, slave?"

"No..." she said defiantly, mustering up some resilience now that she wasn't being dominated. Suddenly, she realized her error as his hand came down hard on her bare breasts. That turned her red immediately, and he rose his hand again and struck them again.

"What no, mom?"

"N-No, Boruto." She felt humiliated, but she was putting up a fight. Sending a punch, Boruto was sent back. Falling off his mother. Although her legs were trembling, her upper body was working, and she could feel her chakra surge through again. While Boruto was recollecting himself from having been winded by his mother's sudden ability to resist, Hinata took a moment to prepare a blow. Closing her eyes, Hinata's strength came forth, reopening her eyes into a tense silver, before delivering a forceful hit with her palm on her mischievous child. The hit sent Boruto flying into the wall, causing an indent upon it from the impact. Boruto fell to the ground, huffing from the hit to the chest. He placed his hand on his chest, haven't never felt such an intense hit. Hinata stared intently at her son as he got up, wobbling as he did so. She watched him support himself by resting his arms on a nearby cabinet, scrambling to keep balance. "You know, I expected great things from you, Boruto. I showered you and Himawari with care and affection, giving you and your sister unconditional love and support. You don't get how hard I had to work to make sure you two grew up fine without your father being ever around!" She paused for a moment, allowing herself to relax.

"I don't know where I went wrong with you, sweetheart. Your bratty behavior, your cheating on the Chunin Exam, your constant bashing on your dad, and now, right here. I don't know what I had done that made you end up so... so... disgusting! I could feel you had been acting up these past few days Naruto, your daddy, has been away. What's the matter with you, Boruto? Why, baby, why are you like this?" Hinata's voice went from aggression, to pleading. She watched her son intently. Boruto was having naked, having trouble getting up. He clung onto the drawer, holding his chest tightly. Hinata looked away, ashamed at how her son had turned out. Finding her clothes was laid out on the floor, she had picked them up, placing it upon the bed. "I'm sorry, son. But, I am going to have to tell your father. This behavior has gone on for long enough. I still have no idea what you did to me, but I imagine it to have been wrongful and inexcusable. I'll have him decide what punishment is to be entailed for a troublemaker like you, and I expect it to be extremely harsh."

Minutes later...

"Leave, Boruto. And take your clothes with you. I'm going to put my clothes back on, sweetie. I don't want to see or talk to you until Naruto is back." Hinata grabbed her bra, and began wrapping it around her busty chest. Finally, Boruto spoke.

"Forgive me, mom. I don't know what came over me this week. I especially, am ashamed of what I had done today." Boruto slowly began to open the drawer, rummaging through it. "If I have anything to say to you that I have to admit to regretting now," Hinata looked over, holding her leg out as to place on her underwear. She watched her son, who seemed completely fine now. Hinata was confused, and sat up straight on the bed. "I regret, that I have to do this twice." A click noise could be heard, and a chuckle from Boruto was faint. Hinata stood up from the cushioning, wearing her undergarments once more. "Like I said, mom. I, am making you mine." Immediately after saying that, Boruto took swiftly pulled his hands out from the drawer, and launched miniature scrolls from his wrist at his mother. "B-Borut-!" Hinata gasped as the scrolls exploded, causing a large puff of pink smoke to erupt around the surprised woman. Boruto smiled, and muttered to himself,

"You should've confiscated all my tools, dad. This is all on you. Now, it's time to start this week off perfectly."