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Warning: This story contains explicit scenes, unrealistic proportions and actions regarding the human body as well as other contents suited for mature readers only. Any idea, belief or action written in the story does not reflect the author's compliance to such notions in real life and are merely there for entertainment. If such content does not appeal to you and your preference, kindly leave.
Throne Room
Royal Palace, Uzgar
"Princess Irene is here, my Queen" a black cloaked guard droned out in a plain tone as he entered the vast throne room.
The provocative, 9 feet tall amazon queen was leaning against the side of her throne, eyes focused on the adjacent throne designated for the prince with a longing expression on her face.
Long, earth-sweeping locks of crimson cascaded down her back like a blood-red waterfall. Glinting purple orbs, effortlessly glazed over and seductive, were fixated on a sizeable wine-filled goblet, pouty lips were provocatively glossed a dangerous red, their beauty further aided by the leftover red wine.
He gulped visibly when his eyes focused on her wine-covered lips, longing eyes hungrily ogling the red drop of wine as it glided over the tantalizing curve of her pouty lower lip, threatening to drop down, only for a delicate tongue to slither out and lick the drop in a way that it left his mind numbed and blank.
"Good" an unusually sultry and seductive voice purred, causing the masked figure to shiver and quickly run out in both arousal as well as fear.
The rune covered door to the lavish chamber creaked open, allowing the familiar figure of the redheaded princess of Uzgar to appear and walk in, an entourage of guards closely following behind. With a snap of her fingers, the security detail stayed behind and the busty princess approached her mother, a natural sway to her thick hips.
Eyeing her approaching daughter from the shadow of her eyelashes, the tall queen could not help but admire the product of her love-making with her husband all those years ago. Even she had to admit she had birthed the perfect girl.
Unlike the warriors of the kingdom who preferred little clothing despite the harsh weather, the redheaded princess was dressed in a crimson gown with black highlights, high collar reaching down all the way down to her ankles and a golden crown atop her crimson locks.
Despite the modesty of the gown, it hugged her hourglass-like like a second skin, highlighting her unnatural curves to the point of indecency.
The scarlet gown was temptingly swelled out at the front, desperately trying to contain the colossal milk-tanks the princess was blessed with. Her twin points of excitement were clearly visible, even if covered; pointing out that the warrior princess was no fan of bras.
An unhealthy amount of delicious cleavage was left for the hungry eyes of the onlooker to feast upon and dream about one day motor-boating them to their hearts' content.
The queen's piercingly sharp eyes traveled down her daughter's warrior-like stomach, stopping to admire its sheer beauty and feminine appeal before her eyes glided down to her wide hips. With the wideness of her hips, she could give birth to triplets with ease.
Yes, she was her daughter after all.
By normal standards, the Starks were quite well endowed in the hips and behinds but when it came to her offspring, no one topped…except maybe Alcina now since she shared a fraction of her power with the new queen of Qarth all those years ago.
The modest dress did nothing but enhance the delicious sight of how the curve of her waist flared to showcase thick, childbearing hips perfect for birthing children, the wideness of her hips only outdone by the sheer fatness of her corpulent, motherly ass.
Yes she birthed quite the specimen… even if she did say so herself.
"Mother"
"Good morning, honey" the Queen's sultry voice purred out with a loving smile, opening her arms for the redheaded girl to embrace her.
Effortlessly walking up the stairs to the pedestal, the redheaded princess eagerly fell into her mother's arms, barely reaching the underside of her massive breasts before the majestic queen bent over, arching her long back seductively, and captured her lips.
The lip-lock of motherly passion lasted for the better part of a minute before the need for air separated them.
"Are you ready to go?" the busty queen asked, her voice smooth but authoritative as she leaned back against her large throne and peered down at her recovering offspring.
Irene licked her lips, tasting the residue of the ancient wine from her mother's lips as she nodded gently. "I am …but is it really necessary to take these guards with me? I may not be as powerful as you or Naruto but I can take care of myself"
The seductive queen's puffy lips stretched into a sweet smile. "Oh trust me, daughter, you don't need to convince me as to how strong you are"
"Then why do you feel the need to send two guards with me along with the maids?" Irene pressed forward, a questioning look on her face.
"You are a princess"
Irene resisted the urge to groan. That didn't explain anything. "I do recall you saying that only Karin was to accompany me"
Standing off to the side with a professional look on her face, the bespectacled girl shifted her gaze towards the queen with a pleading look, practically begging the amused queen to send her along. She had been waiting for months to meet the prince.
"I am afraid I've gotten addicted to Karin's skills in pleasing me …" the busty girl blushed beat red as all eyes focused on her, especially the amused orbs of the stunning monarch as she chuckled. "She'll stay in my service for the time being"
"How can you say that with such a straight face?" the princess started in a deadpan tone.
"Oh come now daughter, don't tell me the charms of the City of Fire are lost on you" Kushina countered with a pointed tone, taking a sip from her wine as she turned to her daughter. "I do hear quite a lot of noises from your chamber whenever Tsunade visits …and her visits are quite frequent I admit"
"H-how in the …oh never mind"
Of course her mother knew about her caretaker, Tsunade.
The tall queen calmly placed the filled wineglass on the armrest of her throne and placed her hands on her wide hips, cocking one wide hip to the side while she smiled sweetly. "A mother always knows …"
"Stop being so smug about it" the busty princess groaned in misery as she watched the auburn-haired Milf give her one of her famous 'I know' smiles.
"Cute but pouting doesn't suit you, sweetie" Kushina released a melodious giggle and lovingly pecked her on the lips before reaching for her glass of wine again. "When do you leave?"
"Right now"
"Eager to meet your brother, eh?" the thick-butted Milf asked playfully.
"N-no… I just want to see what all the fuss is about this King's Landing he wouldn't shut up about in his letters"
"Ah so he sends you letters? How come I never receive any news from my baby boy?" Kushina teased with a lopsided smile. "I feel jealous"
"That's because you are actively trying to kill him" Irene deadpanned. "And because you're spying on him every second of the day"
Taking a sip from her wine, the busty Milf queen chuckled softly, looking down at her pouting daughter between the sheer phatness of her breasts. "We each have our own ways of expressing love"
"So sharing a fraction of your powers with the Qartheen lady and her daughters to make them blood sucking beasts who could only be satisfied by my brother was your way of expressing love?"
Everyone could practically hear the sarcasm drip from her words as the princess glared up at her mother and crossed her arms, meaty breasts puffing up deliciously.
"I don't see the harm in that, honey, it got your brother 4 new playthings to entertain himself with in Essos"
"Yes, I feel so much better knowing that there are 4 new sluts to scare away from my brother"
"Jealousy is beneath you, sweetie" The giant queen chuckled into the coldness of the metal goblet and took a long sip, enjoying the intoxicating liquid as she stared at the throne beside her with a longing look. "You two have always been close. When you were born, Naruto would sneak into your room and sleep in the crib with you. I'd always find you snuggling together in the morning like kittens. Why I don't remember the times I had to practically drag him away from you to train"
"M-mother stop!" the mortified princess started indignantly, a pink hue flashing on her cheeks as the queen chuckled. "We were kids back then … things have changed"
"They sure have …" the amused queen started giggling, soft melodious giggles soon turning into chuckles as the princess understood her meaning and sputtered.
"M-mother!"
Smiling in content, the redheaded queen eased the sheer meatiness of her prodigious rear onto the large throne and leaned back with a pleasant sigh, unconsciously puffing out her heavy, meaty breasts. "Tell my baby boy that momma has been missing him dearly"
Two Days Later
Mud Gate, King's Landing
Blackwater bay was on fire. Ships cackling in the strong flames as they fell apart and drowned those aboard. Baratheon men died by the hundreds, some drowning in the deep waters due to injuries or the weight of their armor, some impaled by flaming arrows courtesy of the city defenders and others finding ways to get away with their lives.
It was hell on earth.
Standing at the helm of the Lannister army was none other than Tyrion himself.
Everything was going downhill, painfully opposite to what he had planned. And to think he had so much figured out, every step was calculated and measured. It just goes to show how unpredictable humans could be.
If the soldiers had played their roles right, they wouldn't be on the verge of loss right now.
He had to give Stannis credit for being a resilient man, unwavering in the face of devastating loss. His men were falling like flies but he was leading the charge, standing against the outer wall and commanding his men.
More than a few soldiers were using their rowing boats as shields from arrows and standing at the edges of the gate, waiting for the stag battering ram to break in the door before they pour in. if that happened, he doubted his fellow Lannister men and City Watch would be able to defend the city.
To make matters worse, Sandor 'The Hound' Clegane abandoned them with a few colorful words directed at his nephew. And then Cersei butted in by sending Lancel Lannister to take Joffrey from the battlements into her arms.
Basically fucking the morale of the soldiers to the edge of the Wall.
Their only saving grace was that the Targaryen had built a strong gate and said door was currently saving them from slaughter.
At this rate, they would need a miracle to survive.
"Who is that?!"
The distraught Lannister snapped towards the battlements above them, green eyes instantly focusing on the shadow of a freakishly tall black stallion racing towards them, mounted by a tall red haired man …wait red hair?
"Naruto!"
"It's the Master of War!"
"Lord Naruto!"
As if a magic spell was cast over the hopeless soldiers, they jumped back on to their feet and raised their swords in celebration as the midnight black stallion, in a surprising show of strength, jumped from the battlement down to the yard and screeched into a halt before the gate.
The redhead removed his hood and looked over the hundreds of cheering soldiers with a flat look.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" The cheering stop as the Master of War roared admonishingly, turning his stallion towards the soldiers. "These bastards are here to take your city. Are you going to cower in here, wait for them to ram down that gate and kill you all or go out there and show them what you're made of?!"
"Show them what we are made of!"
"Good to hear!" the redhead prince nodded in approval. "I want 50 of you on the battlements above the gate, shower them with arrows until there are no arrows or no soldiers to kill, understood!?"
"Yes, my lord!"
"Go!" Tyrion watched in rapt silence as 50 soldiers mobilized without being chosen and moved to the battlements. "I want a hundred of you with me outside; the rest will stay in here!"
"Understood!"
With a resounding 'shling', a pair of majestic golden claw gauntlets pulled over the redhead's hands, gleaming in the moonlight as the stallion neighed in anticipation. With bated breathes, the soldiers waited as the gates were opened.
"To battle then, follow me!"
Tyrion couldn't help but feel goose-bumps appear over his body as the redhead galloped through the open gate, cutting open two brave soldiers on his way before blasting his hand through the chest of another as he rushed into the fray.
A flood of invigorated soldiers followed after him.
He couldn't help but admire the man's sheer ferociousness and courage as he jumped off his stallion in the middle of a hundred Baratheon soldiers with a wide grin, eyes flashing red for the briefest of moments as he chuckled.
His mere presence inspired devotion and fear.
He would love to have such a presence. Even he felt like rushing in there and killing a few Baratheon men.
"Come Bronn, we can't let him hog all the glory …"
Silence met him. The King's Hand turned around just in time to nearly avoid a strike meant for his neck from none other than Ser Illyn Payne, slashing across his face as he stumbled to the ground in shock.
"W-what are you doing!?"
The Kingsguard did not respond, merely raising his sword for another strike as he prowled towards the fallen dwarf.
A sword sliced through the back of the knight's head and jutted out of his mouth, ending his life.
Before unconsciousness took him, Tyrion Lannister followed the source of the throw and found a widely grinning Naruto with his hand outstretched towards him, followed by a knowing look before he focused on slaughtering Stannis' men.
Meanwhile
Standing amidst a mob of Baratheon opponents, Naruto smirked under the shadow of his hood as he eyed the terrified visages of the soldiers, bodies of dead men piled around him as he flexed his bloodied claws.
"W-what in the hell is he!?"
"Why w-won't he die!?"
Off to the side, a dozen or so soldiers were trying and failing to reign in Nightmare as the stallion kept kicking the heads off anyone daring to come close to him, neighing like a ferocious beast. Any beast ridden by the Uzgarians could never be tamed by any other man. Ever!
There was a reason why he never put a saddle on Nightmare.
"AAAAHH DIE!"
Naruto easily sidestepped the sword strike meant for his head and plunged his claw straight into the man's armored chest, piercing through his ribcage and out of his back. "Nice try"
"H-he is a monster!"
"This f-fucker is all alone! Kill him now!" one of the soldiers, obviously a high ranking one, commanded in an edgy tone, unsheathing his sword as the soldiers attacked the redhead with a new energy, their war cry reverberating across the landscape.
Flashing forward in speeds unlike the crowd had ever seen, the Uzgarian prince embedded his clawed fingers into the horrified face of the commanding officer, a dark glint of bloodlust glowing in his blue eyes as he looked at the remaining men and squeezed the life out of his captive. "I'll repeat what I've been saying since we started…"
The soldiers winced and trembled in fear as the Uzgarian prince squeezed the squad leader's facial bones and crushed them in his claw like walnuts.
"I don't want to hurt you out of love for your Lady. Retreat and I promise none shall follow you"
The hundreds or so soldiers surrounding the redhead looked uneasy, glancing at each other for understanding and agreement as the redhead stepped forward.
"Stay and …"
To emphasis his words, the redhead prince mercilessly crushed the soldier's skull in a sickening crunch within the grasp of his claw, eyes staring a hole through the horrified visages as he dropped the disfigured man to the ground.
"…get the idea?"
The choice was quite easy after that.
It was even easier to drop their swords and run for the hills as another army swarmed from the gates of the city and fell upon the remaining soldiers like hungry predators, flying the sigils of Lion and Flowers.
"Nightmare, to me!"
Neighing loudly and scaring more than a few soldiers, the giant stallion kicked back and galloped to his master's side, standing on two legs as the redhead mounted his back mid-sprint.
Even the newly arrived soldiers stopped to admire the giant stallion standing amidst a pile of dead bodies, even more so by the hooded beast mounting such a steed without a saddle and drenched in blood.
"Soldiers, secure the parameters!"
Those who had been fighting with the redhead obeyed instantly, moving to any vulnerable position they could find as the remaining of Stannis' men tried to cover their king's retreat while pushing towards the gates in a suicidal eagerness.
"Secure the gate, don't let anyone in until I say so!" the redhead commanded loudly, sweeping his eyes over the new soldiers as he nudged Nightmare towards the sea.
"We don't take orders from you, peasant!" one of the new Lannister soldier growled angrily, stepping closer to the mounted redhead with his naked sword.
The landscape fell into a numbed silence as Naruto swiftly reached down and grabbed the soldier by the neck, effortlessly pulling him up with one hand and squeezing his neck. "Right here, you do take orders from me."
The terrified soldier wasn't given much time to voice out his agreement before the redhead threw him to the edge of the wall like a weightless doll, slamming him straight against the brick construct in a meaty thud.
"Any more questions?" Deafening silence met him. "Good, secure the gate, round up all the prisoners, tend to the wounded and clean up!"
"Yes my lord!"
Off to the side, a wide-eyed Tywin Lannister watched in a rare moment of shock as this mysterious redhead took charge of HIS soldiers as well as those of the Reach within a few minutes of their arrival, not to mention made them follow his orders like puppets.
"Who is that man?" the Warden of the Westerlands asked a member of the City Watch, eyes focused on the redhead galloping his huge steed amidst the soldiers, egging them on to work faster before he sprinted into the city.
He looked familiar.
From above the battlements, a brown haired girl, dressed in an ornate gown, saw the exact same thing as Tywin and neared to her brother to ask the exact same question, curious green eyes focused on the enigmatic warrior leading the armies.
"That is Lord Naruto of Uzgar, the Master of War"
"Hmm…"
"You don't say …"
War Tower
Steadily climbing up the stairs of the tower, the Uzgarian prince promptly approached the door to his office and pushed it open, walking inside with a wide grin.
A barrage of wooden clubs to the back of the head from either side greeted him.
"Son of a bitch!" the redhead cursed loudly, turning around towards the back of the door to find the culprit.
Or culprits.
"Y-your grace!"
"N-naruto!"
Standing to either side of the door, large wooden clubs in hand, Ataria and Sansa looked with sheepish expressions as the redhead rubbed the twin bumps on his head and glared at them at the same time.
"What were you two even trying to do?"
"Bust your head in…" The phat-butted maid chuckled awkwardly as the redhead's glare intensified.
"Two times at the same time!?" A single swing from those wooden bastards would bust anyone's skull in; two consecutive strikes from two different clubs would probably shatter a skull into bits of bone and brain matter.
"S-sorry, your highness" As if a candle was suddenly lit in her eyes, the busty blonde's eyes perked up as she eyed the redhead up and down with a hungry look. "God, you look so delicious…"
"Wha…"
Sansa looked stupefied as the woman she had thought was supposed to serve the redhead as his maid, actually pounced on the blood drenched Uzgarian and attacked his lips in a ferociousness she had not expected of the kind woman.
Shock soon turned to annoyance as she realized that this woman was not supposed to lock lips with her master.
Annoyance turned to anger as she watched the woman practically suck the soul out of HER intended.
'What the hell, woman? At least wear something underneath the dress!' the redhead mused indignantly, feeling the raw meatiness of her soft curves on his hands as she grind herself against him.
Out of the two of them, Naruto gained some semblance of control and tried to gently push away the moaning maid before she forgot about Sansa and tried something extreme. The fact that she was forcefully putting his hands on her massive buttcheeks, grinding herself against him AND openly fondling his hardening meat through his pants was extreme enough.
"Let's not get too excited" Naruto muttered with a sheepish grin as he pushed a frustrated Ataria away, blue eyes focused on an angry redhead as she glared at them. "I just came to make sure you're fine. I have much to worry about. We'll talk more when I get back"
Sansa's eyes narrowed. There he goes again, thinking she's just a kid who can't see adult stuff. She thought her bold kiss in the throne room was an open rebellion against that thought but apparently no.
He still thought she was a kid! She will just have to remind him.
Ataria's eyes flew open as the docile Stark girl pounced forward, literally tickling the Uzgarian prince to the ground, dropping the sheer weight of her famous Stark butt on his groin, hands placed on his chest as she captured his lips.
'You go, girl!' Ataria cheered inwardly, a wide grin flashing on her full lips as the redheaded princess assaulted Naruto's lips and growled throatily as she did so, Naruto too shocked to do anything.
Throne Room
"Where in the fuck did she get that much boldness from?" a grumbling Naruto muttered under his breath as he moved to the double gates of the throne room. "Cat was never that wild"
It took quite … ok it took a lot of effort to pry Sansa off from his bruised lips and the mental recovery took even longer. The wide-hipped girl got off his stomach, glared at him with that newly found courage and was promptly escorted to the next room by a widely grinning Ataria.
Not before Sansa directed towards him with a "I am not a kid anymore!".
He seems to have forgotten that little tidbit the last time she attacked him. It's not like that phat ass or incredibly wide hips belonged to a kid even before her outbursts but damn if she didn't make an impression with that ferociousness.
He was sure she felt his throbbing meat almost ready to burst through the leather pants… if the smug smirk on her face was any indication. The capital changed the docile girl he had known her as.
The guards stationed outside snapped into attention, relief etched onto their expressions as the imposing figure of the Master of War appeared over the stairs…drenched in blood.
"L-lord Naruto…is the battle over?"
"It is"
A collective sigh escaped their lips as they bowed and opened the gates for the prince.
"Her grace will be pleased to hear the news, my lord"
Walking down the stairs into the large chamber, Naruto's eyes focused on the iron throne, perfectly making out the figure of the queen regent, Cersei, with her youngest son, Tommen, and looking at them in pleasant shock.
A small container slipped from her fingers as she saw him.
"N-naruto…"
"Lady Mil…oops I mean, lady Cersei" The prince quickly corrected himself as his eyes focused on a confused Tommen, steadily approaching the stairs to the pedestal. "The siege is over, Stannis has been defeated"
A variety of emotions flashed on the busty queen's face, tears of joy welled up in her eyes as she hugged her son to the fatness of her massive tits and looked to the redhead.
Naruto understood that look very well …much to his indignation.
"Guards!" the Master of War ordered loudly, instantly alerting the soldiers stationed outside to come barging in.
"Yes, my lord?"
"Take the prince to his chambers, see to it that he is fed. Bar the doors to the Throne room, don't let anyone in until I say so. The queen regent needs to be comforted"
"My lord!"
Ruffling his hair as he walked past by, Naruto watched as Tommen was escorted outside.
Discarding his bloodied trench coat to the side, revealing his bare, muscular body to the hungry eyes of the widow queen as he walked up the stairs like a predator prowling its prey and stood before the throne.
Green eyes drilling into the chiseled torso, adored by a strange necklace, the queen stood up from the throne as if controlled by some invisible strings attached to her body and controlling her movements. "Sit"
A lopsided smirk flashing on his face, Naruto took a seat on the lump of melted swords and leaned against the backrest, unmindful of the sharp ends prickling his naked flesh as he eyed the queen steadily kneel between his legs with a strange expression and reach for the hem of his pants.
"I believe a hug is more effective in such traumatizing situations" the wild prince started in a smug voice as the queen pulled down his pants and let his cock out into the open, boldly grabbing the thick meat slab by the shaft.
"That is precisely what I am about to do" Cersei replied curtly as she pulled her golden hair into a high ponytail and made herself comfortable between his legs, once again grabbing the meaty manhood. "I am going to hug your cock with my mouth"
"Ah fuck!" Naruto groaned loudly and jerked his hips when a pair of pouty lips engulfed the bulbous head of his dick, a skilled tongue trailing circles around the base of the swollen head before it was taken out.
THE END
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