Lunar light began seeping in through the shades. Hanabi had been on patrol of her sister and nephew all day. She could clearly sense a sort of wrong aura when near them. More than one occasion Boruto had done rather questionable acts to his mother. Hanabi saw the boy often while walking home with Hinata caress her thighs, and would move the hand up to his mother's behind. Now, hidden from a tree rested just outside the Uzumaki tenant. She had watched the two enter the home, and was hesitant as to enter. She was well aware that Naruto had hired scouts to watch over the home, but it seems that they had all but went home already. Just great, the Hidden Leaf Village's finest ninja guards everyone. She thought to herself. Sensing with her chakra the two entering a room, the young Hyuga had activated her byakugan, as to see partially through the building.
"B-Boruto... Please n-no more of this. This is so wrong... And you know it..." Hinata said, weakly and without passion. Boruto began to take off all his garments, exposing himself in Naruto's room. Walking up behind his mother, he grabbed her smooth arms, and tugged at them. Resistant at first, Hinata squirmed before whimpering, and lifting her arms over her head. Pleased at her obedience, Boruto did quick work of Hinata's outfit, pulling right off like it was butter. In nothing but her bra and panties, Hinata shivered, and covered herself. "I... I don't feel comfortable right now... Something feels different..."
Hinata stuttered. Boruto ignored his mother, and nudged her to move forward to be by the bedside. Then, with a heavy push, Boruto shoved Hinata down onto the mattress, causing her to bounce up twice from the recoil. Her legs were sprawled out, unprepared at the sudden force. Boruto was incredibly horny, and he was lusting over that silk pussy once again. Like a savage, he went down to his mother's waist, and lowered her pretty pink panties down to her ankles, and savagely fondled the breast that had fed him, feeling them through the cushioned top. He adjusted his position as to begin descending into his guardian's depths, digging his behemoth into her. Hinata made continue "Oh" sounds, feeling the girth push ever so further down. Her mouth was agape, and Boruto was happy to see just how much power he had over her now. "Ow... Ow... Oh Boruto please this can't go... On... Oh goddd..." Hinata was tensing up, clutching the blankets as her boy began to pound the living life out of her. The bed creaked as Boruto violently slammed his hips in an arrhythmic manner. Hinata could feel her body writhe and squirm, as well as Boruto forcing her down with his strength. He wrapped his arms around her body in a vicegrip, and was ruthless with his beating.
Hinata could only moan as her son pummeled her pussy, unable to respond back. She had since lost her freewill; merely nothing but a irresistible sex doll to the eyes of her baby. He could not get enough of her magnificent body. He punished her for being too pretty three other times before this, and she winced at the fact her child never cared for protection. Nor did her care about her able bodiness. Still, the grunts and pounding occurring right now were far more disturbing to her than the prior ones. She could sense there was something different this time... As if it was not just her and Boruto here...
Hanabi had enough of watching such atrociousness from her byakugan. Having sneaked her way in through an open window, the Hyuga had entered the Hokage's quarters. The place was not silent one bit. She could feel the creaking of the incestuous breeding going on, sending shivers down her spine. She could feel the image of her nephew repeatedly slamming his cock into her beloved sister deeply ingrain itself, and she felt ready to gag. She was aware she had to report this to her father. She knew, right here, that she had to put an end to this. And, she proceeded to head upstairs to the bedroom.
"Boruto... Boruto... Boruto!" Hinata could feel herself moan aloud her son's name over and over. Her mind was fully rewired to sex slave mode, having been throttled by Boruto's penis for a copious amount of time. Boruto was now breathing heavily, beads of sweat running down his face. "That's it Mom. Fucking say my name! Say it out!" Hinata was panting, losing air as she perpetually screamed out for her son. "I'm in charge! Oh, I could never had imagined that technique working out as good as it did." Boruto said, feeling himself burning up. "Now, Mom. I want to switch things up now." Pulling out of her, Boruto grabbed his mother who was dangling on the edge of the bed, and slid her off, causing her ass to crash onto the floor. Her freed breast were dangling and shaking from the impact, and Hinata had no time to collect herself as she felt a wave of fluid strike her face. Spurts after spurt came trickling down her forehead, and she felt a saltiness sprinkle her mouth.
Oh my god... He just came on me! That asshole! Hinata couldn't process her inner anger, being too clouded by the effects of the jutsu placed upon her. She could feel her son rubbing his member across her face, coating it with all the cream he had built up. He shoved his still hard rod in her mouth, burying it within her jaw and feeling the crevice walls before pulling out. "Ah, don't you like the change of pace, Mom?" The young mother could feel her strength slowly being restored, freed partially by not having her son's dick inside her womb. Hinata swallowed the cum that had been shot into her throat, coughing for a moment as to clear it. As she was prepared to go on about how her son is being a total jerk, how Naruto would be ashamed of them and so forth, as the door swung open.
"Boruto! You Mother fucker! Literally!" Hanabi slammed open the door, catching both the two in the room off guard. Boruto went back in shock, seeing his Aunt standing there. Hanabi could see her big sister lying below her son, with a big load drenching her face. The creaminess and shimmer from the spunk cause Hanabi to want to vomit. "Hinata... You whore! How did you let this all happen!" Hinata could not handle the embarrassment, but had little to no energy. "Hanabi... Please I can explain..." Ignoring her older sis, Hanabi glanced over to her nephew, and drew up her fists, and activating her byakugan. "You, I heard all of it! I know you did something, Boruto! What did you do to my sister!" Boruto gulped, in fear of the strength the raging Hyuga.
Further, however, Boruto gulped at the sight of the hotness that was his Aunt. While designed for stealth and recon missions, Boruto couldn't help but feel like such a skin-tight nylon outfit would just draw the attention of everyone. While not as well endowed as her big sister, Boruto could still value the gorgeous frame of the woman standing in front of him, and the beauty of her face. She looked just like her sister, and that made Boruto intoxicated with lust. Of course, he knew he was to focus, as this was no time for him to be eyeing who was attractive as ready to take him down. Hanabi stepped forward, ready to pounce on her nephew at any moment. Quickly, Boruto thought up something, and banked on it working.
"Hanabi, let me talk okay? Alright?" The woman remained fixed on the boy, who was walking around stark naked with his hands outward as to say stop. Boruto walked backwards, and walked by the front of the room. "If you're thinking about running out, I suggest you don't. That will make me very, very likely to chase you down. And I don't think you want that." Boruto did a fake laugh, and got his composure back. "Hanabi... I need to ask you something." Boruto was now firmly behind the drawers by the front of the room, and Hanabi by the bed opposite the side where her drenched sister lies. Her eyes remained fixed upon Boruto. "Will... Will what you see come out if you leave this building?" Hanabi remained facing him, dead serious.
"You still haven't answered me yet, kid. No more games Boruto. What did you do." The child had a sweat drop running along his face, praying that his plan works out. "So... Is that a yes or a no?" He coughed up, trying to keep straight faced. With a slight tilt of her head, Boruto winced. Having successfully opened up the drawer without his Aunt noticing, he had to let out a grin. "Well, alright then." Clenching some cylindrical tools from the drawer, he fiddled with them in his hand. Hanabi was getting impatient, unsure what Boruto was doing lying out with his hand behind him like that. She was unsure of whether to go at him or not. And, that was assuredly her downfall. "Let me show you!"
With a quick motion, Boruto tossed the scrolls, faster than Hanabi may react to dodge. "Hanabi, no!" Hinata exclaimed, as she could see the smoke cover up the room. Hinata let out a whimper, before knocking out cold from her pussy being so worn out from the loads dumped throughout the day. She could only wonder what was in store for her beloved sister.