As the pink smoke surrounding Hinata dissipated, Boruto quickly unequipped the forearm device, allowing it to fall to the ground with a loud thud. Hinata coughed repeatedly, having inhaled the substance that emanated from her son's direction. "Wh-what... What did you just... do..." Hinata said, covering her mouth as she continued to cough and hack. Boruto smirked, and began to speak.
"Well mom, if you must know," Boruto paused, giving time for Hinata to look up. With her arm covering her mouth, she watched her son lift up a tiny scroll, no bigger than 2 inches. "That's... that's from the Chunin Exams..." She blurted, feeling herself slowly recovering from the smog. "It is. The specific technique I used, is one that I had planned to use further along in the exam, as it may have been able to come in handy." Boruto spun it around with his thumb and index, watching the tool that has secured his success glisten. "So, the technique is known as Domesticating Aroma Art. What it does, is it unleashes a gas that has, well, I want you to answer me, mom. How do you feel?" Hinata was a bit wobbly, shaken and dazed. "I... I feel calm... relaxed?" She said puzzled. What's going on, why am I not more angry? Surely Boruto had planned this for no good... Something isn't right... And all I feel is a sense of security. Hinata thought to herself. She winced.
Boruto nodded, and smiled at the response. "Exactly. The scent of the haze is meant to turn anyone or anything that takes it in to be unagitated and undisturbed. I had gotten a couple of these little tricks to use during any serious fight that may happen, where I can just drop some down on my opponent and make them not see me as a threat anymore, lowering their guard, making them easier to subdue." Hinata, catching on to what her son had been planning, shut her eyes open. "But, seeing as I don't seem to have needed them for that purpose because dad just had to expose me for cheating, he took most of my scrolls. Surprisingly, he left these, probably didn't find them I'm assuming." Boruto, having been naked the entire time he was speaking, was growing ever more 'excited' as he explained himself. "So, I sort of have to thank pops in a way, as he gave me the opportunity to use these appropriately." With that said, Boruto began walking over to his lovely mother, who was seemingly calm.
Telling her body to respond to action, Hinata struggled to do anything as she tried to fight the spell. Her son stood in front of her, and gently began to remove her clothes, feeling the smooth fabric glide off her shoulders and waist. Hinata gritted her teeth as her body remained unresistant to her son. "If you want to fight it, you can mom. Truth is, this technique isn't guaranteed to work. Especially on someone as strong as you." Boruto guided his mother onto the bed, with her being left only in her elegant panties. "I tried this same thing earlier before, and I can't say that I am not proud over the fact my mom was strong enough to overcome the skill." Boruto leaped atop the Uzumaki throne, aligning himself with his mother.
Hinata winced, having been in this situation in one too many times. A sweat drop fell from her forehead, her power slowly coming back. "See, clearly you are one of the greatest ninjas to have been, mom. This plan has such a low chance of working because of you." Hinata, trying hard to break from the lulling effects barked at her child. "This ends here Boruto! Enough with this disgusting behavior! I-I-I hate you son!" Boruto paid no heed to his mother's spewing of venom, and proceeded to take off her panties. Her wonderful, naked figure was a marvelous canvas, and Boruto focused on continuing his execution of painting it. Hinata, frustrated with her son ignoring her, continued her rant. "I hate you Boruto! You're a disgrace to the Hygua and Uzumaki name! Never have I seen such a vile child till you. All those second chances I gave you, thinking you'd change into a better man! You're nothing when compared to your father. You don't hold a candle to Naruto! And as soon as this Aroma thing wears off, I'm going to deal with you and send you directly to the Village institution for mentally ills like you!"
Boruto, hurt by his mother's words, grew an intense emotional surge. "Mom, I hope you understand that I have accepted that by doing this I have disgraced you and dad." He looked down at his mother, who was burning red and fuming, whist also looking agitated and chilled out. "And, that once the effect wears off that I will certainly face some of the highest consequences possible. Incest, molestation, forced sex, defamation of the Hokage's wife. I'm sorry that I have disappointed you..." Boruto said, taking a deep breath as he surveyed his mother's gorgeous physique that he had sprouted from. The flesh that had developed him and nurtured him. The same flesh he tarnished with his sins, all in the name of his bastardly desires. His hate for his father, his over affection for his mother, accumulating to this unholy act he is to perform. "That is, if I manage to get caught."
Hinata gasped, confused at her son's response. "Yes, the effects of Domesticating Aroma Art is very much temporary, and even more so factoring your resistance to it. However," Boruto paused, rubbing the length of his mother's upper body, feeling it's delicateness and curves from below the shoulders to her waist. "If the affected person or animal is subdued fast enough and readministered with further dosages, the affected thing becomes fully tamed by whatever used the technique. Usually, this technique is used specifically to turn animals into pets. And, when it has been used on people no one dared to try out the permanent affects..." Boruto paused himself, and targeted the maiden's cleavage, tugging and cushioning them with his palms. Hinata's eyes were widened fully now, her mouth agape over shock at what had been said. Boruto quickly worked on spreading his mother's thighs while they were still relaxed and unresisting, doing whatever was necessary to improve his chances at subduing the beast he wants claim on. Placing his mother and him into the appropriate positions for missionary, he scanned his mother's face, seeing her mouth "no" incessantly and building her chakra.
"Today, mom, I'm going to test just that, out."
"Oh God!~~" Hinata spewed out, feeling her son dive his hips into her. Boruto rammed him head in and out of where he had came from, driving it far down. Boruto's lust was running rampant, thinking of nothing more than to consummate the spell upon his mother and to fulfill his dreams. "Y-You'll pay, B-Boruto!" Hinata moaned aloud, her body now squirming. She was beginning to regain her senses throughout herself, trying hard to gain control of the situation. "B-Boruto..." Hinata bit her lower lip, struggling to get her arms up. Her son watched her shiver and quiver at his thrusts, and her legs tensing up. "No mom! I will not!" Boruto violently pummeled his magnificent mother's pussy, in an attempt to shatter her regaining of ground. And, it seemed to be doing well. Hinata winced, and gasped as she could feel the spell was wearing off. However, her losing of domesticity was supplemented instead by natural instincts and reflexes. The reflex that was occurring, was constriction.
"No! Boruto! Get off!" Hinata began tugging at her son's chest, shoving him to free her. In response, her son crossed his arms around her back, tugging in to keep their bodies in close contact. He continued the onslaught on her vaginal walls. "How am I to get off mom, when you're the one keeping me in?" Boruto said slyly and with a groan, feeling the walls tightening around his cock. "B-Boruto... Let go!" Hinata was panicking now, feeling herself unable to control her sexual urges. He's... too good... She thought, holding back a moan. She began to pant, feeling her body heating up. Boruto, having an insatiable appetite for his mother's body, had begun to shut off his mind and rely on his desire to push forward his actions. And, the first decision done by his desire was to get them off the bed.
"Ah! Boruto what are you d-doing!~~" Hinata felt herself being lifted off the bed, and her son placing his grip around her waist. Out of fear of falling, Hinata involuntarily wrapped her legs around her son, and placed her arms around his shoulders. Using his immense strength from his gifted birth, Boruto got off the bed with his mother holding him close, her breast poking his torso. The stimulation of her perky tits caused him to bounce her atop his length, causing her to slam back and forth on his member as they walked. "Ah! Boruto! Let me go!" Hinata shook as the pain and pleasure seeped through her. Walking over to the living room, Boruto released his mother's waist, and took her hands off his shoulders. He forcefully shoved her onto the dining table, causing Hinata to hit her head on the wood, causing a searing, throbbing pain. Before she could regain proper cognition, Boruto began to continue his thrusting, this time with even less mercy and more volatility. This performances of sheer brute strength caused her entire body to flail with every jamming of his rod deep inside, stimulating both of them immensely. His palms without a thought now rested under his mother's large breast, supporting them as they jiggled with his penetrating moves.
Hinata was now screaming wildly and crying, partly because she had realize she was losing control of her body, and partly because she hated that she was loving it.
Although only moments ago Hinata could feel the Aroma Art's hold on her was dwindling to near death, she could tell the ability was resurging once more, caused by the indulgence of Boruto's 'taming' technique being performed. Her body was going limp despite her commands at resistance, and her aggression was dissipating. She looked weakly at her son's face, seeing him reddening and flaring. He had no remorse for his mother now; his sole purpose at the moment was to get the job done. "N-No... Boruto you c-can't... cum... in me... again..." Boruto ignored her, as he was focusing too hard on his mother's gorgeous boobs, now beaded in sweat like the rest of her body. As precum leaked into her cervix, Hinata could feel herself losing the fight to keep control over her body, and she shuddered at the thoughts of what her son would do if he was to make her into a pet.
Hinata... You must... Stop this...
Although struggling, Hinata knew she had to stop him. With her lower body completely at the mercy of her son's sexual rage, and her upper body pinned to the table by his strength, Hinata only had her arms left to prevent her son's successful control of her. He was ready to unload in her, and was ready to indulge on her body for the rest of his life if he was to own her as planned. Hinata stifled one last moan, tried hard not to focus on the immediate satisfaction her son's hard-on embedded in her was feeling, and took a deep breath.
For Naruto...
Boruto coughed out saliva at a sudden pain to his stomach, and fell far as he impacted a wall, leaving a dent. Hinata was shivering, both hot and cold at the same time. Her right palm was covered in a blue aura, her remaining chakra resting in her hand. She slowly lifted herself off the table, and fumbled as she got off the elevated platform she had been lying on. Her legs were wobbling, and gave out. Hinata collapsed sprawled out onto the cold floor, and shuddered as she felt herself release her heat. Hinata was shaking, orgasming from the sensations of her son's massive cock once being inside of her. Slowly, the maiden lifted her upper body to scan where she had launched her son. Her vision was blurred, her body being in deep ecstasy. Despite that, she made out a silhouette that may have been her son, who seemed to have been knocked out into submission. Did, did I do it? Hinata thought. The young woman gasped heavily, rolling her tongue out as she panted. The roughness, the lack of care, and the rawness of the sex... It was so intoxicating. But, it was wrong. And, I'm... glad... I was strong enough for Naruto...
A cloud of smoke appeared where the silhouette stood, and a loud pop emitted.
Suddenly, Hinata felt something slippery and large encompasses the entirety of her mouth. A salty taste was present, and a stickiness existed. Hinata felt two hands clench tightly around her head, and in front of her she could make out the hazy figure of two legs. "Oh no..." Hinata said with her mouth wrapped around her son's raging boner. She felt a hand get off her skull, only for a split second after a hard hit on the back of her skull. This caused her to jam her head forward, leading for Hinata to gag on the cock. She winced at the blow, causing her to shed a tear. "Mom, that was quite the blow. And for that!" Boruto hit his mother's head once more, hard enough that Hinata could tell her son's seriousness, and light enough as to not cause true harm.
"You will give me this blowjob!"
Boruto lifted his mother from the floor, causing her to kneel such that she could appropriately pay tribute to the one who will own her from now on. Hinata was grimacing, feeling that she had now lost her ability to control her arms too from the Aroma Arts, as they laid limp on her sides. The only part she retained control in now, was her mind, which was being brutally fucked by a skullfucking Naruto would've never dared to attempt. With a heavy thrust, Boruto's hips shuddered as he unloaded his baby batter into his progenitor's throat. "Swallow!" Hinata's eyes went up, and she stared at her son, who looked absolutely tyrannical through the blurred vision, his eyes flared with fire and desire. He had one goal and one goal only: To claim her.
Boruto lowered his hands down to Hinata's neck, massaging it as to allow his fluid to travel. His mother was huffing and choking, with the semen content being too much to swallow. "SWALLOW DAMN YOU!" He slapped his mother's cheek repeatedly, feeling his juice slosh around in her mouth as she had trouble getting it down. Hinata's eyes were tightly shut, being absolutely disgusted by the saltiness of what she drinking. Nevertheless, she continued to suck on the shaft, allowing all the fluid to expel into her. Suddenly, Boruto's legs gave out, and he was now on his knees, causing Hinata to snap down onto the floor, her head resting between his legs. Boruto, lost in his orgasm, pushed down on his mother's skull, determined that she leave no drop behind to ruin this moment. When she got it all down, Boruto released his mother's head, and used her desecrated face as a tissue to clean his cock. He used her hair as a handle to slosh her head back and forth, wiping the semen trail across her silk skin. After this, Hinata's body flailed, and was now truly battered into submission upon his side. Hinata took one last deep breath, before collapsing upon Boruto's frame, falling down onto her son's limp crotch. Hinata stared blankly at the ceiling, blinking only ever so often. Her mouth was covered in residue, and she felt herself slowly dissipate.
Then she closed her eyes, finally accepting that she was now fully under the spell that she will not recover from.