Breakfast had a strange air about it. Word about what had happened the previous night didn't stay quiet for even so long as to let everyone wake up first. Karin was under no obligation to stay silent and so Tayuya and Kushina found out almost the moment they woke up. From there, Ino returned from her visit to her parents who had asked her to stay the night. Kushina quickly filled her in with a big smile, that Naruto was finally working on making the redhead a grandmother.
And so, a quiet conflict occurred between the Uzumaki servants, one that didn't have time to resolve between fulfilling their duties. The entire household sat to the first meal of the day, Kushina doting over a smiling Kin. Tayuya on the girl's other side quietly fuming. Naruto and Ino sitting side by side, the blonde girl looking somewhat down. And Karin left to once again, watch what was happening around her.
"Kin, thank you so much!" Kushina hugged the girl, squeezing her tightly. "I hope you know how much this means to us. We'll be with you to support you every step of the way!"
"Thank you, Lady Uzumaki."
"You can call me Kushina, sweetie! Oh, or maybe Grandma, ah–!" Her grinning expression suddenly fell into a deep, horrified frown. "On second thought, don't call me that. Nobody call me that!" She swept an accusing finger around the table to give everyone the dire warning.
"Ino..." Naruto spoke to his girlfriend quietly, not wanting to disturb the good mood on the other side of the table, "Are you okay?"
She sighed. A disappointed breath at a missed opportunity. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. But... I mean you couldn't have waited until me or Sakura were ready?" she asked plaintively.
There was no right answer to that question. Not even one that would make her feel better. So all he could do was give her his honest answer. "No. I couldn't wait." Every time he went on a mission was a chance something could go wrong. Take away his chance to bring back his clan, to have the family he dreamed of having. And more selfishly he didn't want to wait. It was too important to him.
It wasn't the answer she wanted to hear. She knew as well as he did there was no answer to that question she wanted to hear. But at least it was one she could understand. It wasn't about her, or Kin, it wasn't setting her aside for some girl he'd only known for a little more than a week. It wasn't about the people involved, it was about legacy. Being from a clan herself, Ino could understand that.
It didn't mean she had to be happy about it.
No one at the table was paying enough attention to Tayuya to notice her worsening disposition. As the boyish redhead's back hunched, as she breathed harder, listening to that woman gush so gleefully about what had been done to her friend. The sick feeling built, built, boiled, and as she slammed her hands down on the table, exploded. "Stop it!" she finally barked, looking down over Kin's head on the eldest of the house. "Stop talking about this like it's some great thing she did when we all know she didn't have a choice!"
"Tayuya..."
Her ire turned to the only male at the table, her eyes burning with anger and betrayal. "I trusted you! You said you wanted to help but you just wanted bed slaves you piece of shit!"
"Tayuya!" Kin stood, pulled on her friend's arm to demand her attention. "I chose this! I went to him, I offered! He wasn't even awake when I went in his room!" Only Naruto was aware of the judging look Kushina sent him at that statement. "I had to talk him into it!"
"That doesn't mean...!" Tayuya tried to argue but there was no way to say what she wanted without her sounding like the one in the wrong. "He's taking advantage of you!"
"Maybe," Kin admitted. "But even if he is, he's still treating me better than anyone ever has. If giving me a safe and comfortable life is all a trick then it's the nicest trick anyone has ever played on me. I'm not being forced to serve anymore, Tayuya. I get to. And I'm not being forced to become a mother, I get to. Something I never thought I'd have the chance to do when I lived on Fuka's whim." Her friend's lips parted to argue again but the former Rock ninja beat her to it. "Thank you for looking after me for so long when I needed it, especially when I made it harder. I wouldn't be alive if it weren't for you. But…" Her eyes turned to the young man who had inseminated her the previous night. "That's true for him too. Both of us, I don't know what would've become of us if he hadn't stepped in. I made a choice for how I could repay that and I don't regret it."
Tayuya took a step back, her chopsticks snapping in a clenched fist. She dropped the broken pieces of wood on the floor as she turned, "Fine! Do whatever the hell you want!" and stormed out of the room.
Kin was left with her new family, standing there on the verge of tears from Tayuya turning her back on her. Kushina eased her back down to rejoin the table, rubbing soothing circles into the girl's back and patting her hand. "It'll be okay," she promised. "She'll come around."
The raven-haired girl hoped so. But she knew better than anyone how stubborn Tayuya could be.
-(-)-
Weeks passed. Difficult weeks. Not just because of the friction at home but also because of the usual rigours of being rookie Genin. Of course missions continued to take place. No longer just simple D rank missions though those did occasionally happen, usually as punishments. More often Team Ten would take C rank missions out of the village, usually taking only a day, two at the most. The three Genin had been surprised to find the mission they had completed at the border was not in fact a C rank but had started as a B that then increased to A with the appearance of ninja level combatants. The payday had been a pleasant shot in the arm for each of the Genin, though it gave them a bit of a rosy view of how interesting missions out of the village could be. Most were dull, humdrum affairs transporting messages or goods, or guarding travellers. The one bright spot was eradicating a handful of robbers that had set up a 'toll' on a main road.
So it had been dull, but the main hardship was what they had to deal with while training in the village. The usual training took place. Sparring, exercises for body, mind and chakra. But the major thing Anko had focused on since their first big mission was something of a speciality for her.
Poison. Or more specifically, the resistance thereof.
Day in, day out, the Genin would take some new virulent substance. Each time of a dose specifically catered to them to make them feel awful, but not be truly harmful. And then they would go through their normal training routine feeling worse than they ever had, because according to their sensei that was also good training. Fights rarely happened when someone was in their best condition so knowing how to push past their weakness would do them good. Of course, it wasn't these nuggets of wisdom that kept the Genin going through such hardships. It was the carrot Anko had dangled over them. The promise that once they completed their basic course of poison resistance, their teacher would grant each of them a new technique from her vast repertoire.
The weeks went by and the team almost began to get used to the routine. Which was why the three were... concerned, when their sensei arrived looking a little more gleeful than usual. "Kids, today is a good day!"
"Are we done with poison resistance training?" Naruto asked with naive hope.
"Nope! Not even close!" Anko stabbed that hope in the leg to let it bleed out in the dirt. "We're just at the fun part of poison resistance training!"
"Shh," Ino hushed her teammates, "Maybe if we don't ask her what that means, she'll go away."
"What that means is... We're on to chemical suggestion resistance!" Anko announced cheerily, pulling out multiple bottles of suspicious substances. "These are substances used mostly in interrogation, both in the field and at T&I. There's a whole range of them with different effects and I wouldn't be who I am if I didn't make sure you're damn near immune to all of them!"
"You still haven't said why this is supposed to be fun," Sakura reminded her teacher.
"Oh, it won't be fun for you, but it'll definitely be fun for me. See, most of these aren't dangerous to your health so you can be happy you won't have to deal with feeling rotten all day." The Genin did exhale sighs of relief at that news. "On the other hand, this stuff will force you to tell the truth or, with the right techniques, get you to do things you wouldn't normally do!"
Sakura paled as the implications registered. "Oh no."
"Yessss!" Anko cheered again, sounding rather like her summons for a moment. "Mama Anko gets to torment her little Genin with the most hardcore game of truth or dare to ever be played!" She dropped to sit opposite them and laid out her supplies. "Here's how it works. You choose truth or dare. Then, you try to resist doing or saying what I demand."
"And what if we do?" Ino asked with folded arms.
"... Good job?"
"Nooo no no no no! Not gonna happen!" Ino quickly denied as she got to her feet. "There is no way I'm letting you have that much control over me!" Not after that time she had used Anko's body to flash Naruto. She knew what turnabout was and it wasn't fair play as far as she was concerned. "We'll just do it on our own!"
"Uh-huh," Anko drawled, rolling her eyes. "And how do you plan to get ahold of these substances with... out..." She trailed off as she noticed Sakura had her hand raised. Sakura. The accredited medic nin. "... Shit. Fine. What do you want?" In fairness, while she might have caved because she wanted her fun, it was also to make sure the kids didn't fuck it up. Sakura might have been a medic nin and so could stop anything from getting too bad, but she wasn't an expert in these drugs like Anko was.
"Hmmm!" Ino hummed in 'thought', having already decided. "How about if we succeed we can turn it around on you! You have to do whichever we succeeded at resisting."
The snake mistress gave her student a flat look. "Do you have any idea how much I'd have to take for this stuff to work on me?"
"We don't need it for the dares," Ino waved off, "I can just hitch a ride in your head and force you that way."
"As for the truth," Sakura joined in with a sinister smile, "I can figure something out."
The Jonin shook her head in dismay. "I don't know where all this vengeful attitude came from. What did I do to deserve this?!"
"Poisoned us," Naruto immediately answered.
"Every day," Ino agreed.
"For weeks," Sakura hissed.
"Pfft. Crybabies. Fine, if you manage to beat the compulsion I'll do whatever," the purplette huffed.
"Great!" Ino wore a victorious smile as she dropped back to her seat.
And so, the game began.
"Why're ya starting with me?!" Naruto demanded, having been the least troublesome part of the previous exchange.
"Because I'll get to everyone eventually and because I feel like it," his teacher answered without shame. Though she didn't mention she had her question for him primed and ready.
Naruto shrugged, rolled his limbs around, fearing there would secretly be some hidden side effect. "Huh. Don't feel any different. And I feel like I can not lie." He blinked. Smacked his lips. That was wrong. "I can not lie. I can not– Oh, I don't like this, ya know."
"I believe you," Anko assured him with a wolf-like grin. "So Naruto. How about you tell me. How many times have you masturbated thinking about Big Sis Anko?" she asked innocently.
"Eigh–!" It was supposed to come out as a squeal of disbelief but somehow turned into.. "–t." The actual answer. His face flushed, his jaw hung open in embarrassment.
"Aww," Anko cooed. "All these girls around you and you still have the stamina to rub a few out to thoughts of your teacher. How sweet!" Her eyes turned left to regard the other blonde. "Your turn, Flower Girl." A few moments of preparation and... "So Ino. Same question. How many times thinking about these curves?"
"I w... oooo..." The Yamanaka's eyes screwed shut, trying to push back the pressing need to answer. Pressed her lips shut. "Unce." The word still escaped.
"Oooh, good effort," Anko praised. "Not good enough though. I thought that'd be a freebie but good to know this body is undeniable. Want to share the details? What deviant fantasy got you going?"
'Twice in a row?!' Ino complained in her own mind, terrified of opening her mouth. But it didn't help. "Letting Naruto... have sex with me... while I was in your body."
Anko's eyebrows raised as high as they would go. Which for a woman with a very malleable physiology was high. "Wow. That's, uhh," her legs shifted against each other, "That's pretty kinky." Shaking the thought off, "Your turn, Pinky." Once again, moments passed as Sakura was prepped with the drug. "Third time's the charm. Pinky, how many times did you touch yourself thinking about my luscious body?"
"Hm," Sakura hummed, studying her fingernails, "Nah, I don't feel like answering that."
The squad leader frowned. "Okay, smartass. Congratulations on purging it from your system." Freaking medics. "But the first thing an interrogator will do is lock down your chakra in some way so you can't rely on that. Now let's try this again–"
"Ah-ah," Sakura wagged a finger with a saccharine smile on her face, "Aren't you forgetting something Sensei?"
"That doesn't count. You cheated."
"I don't know," Ino spoke in a doubting voice, "Rules are 'if we beat the compulsion, you do whatever'," she quoted with a grin. "Exact words. You were right, Sensei! Information retention is super important for a ninja!" It meant not getting screwed out of a victory by their squad leader.
"... Fine. If it'll get it out of your system," the teacher rolled her eyes, waiting for Sakura to do whatever she would do. She had trained her resistance to these things so much it would basically do nothing. She could lie and then they could move on.
"Sensei," Sakura asked sweetly, "How many times have you touched yourself thinking about us?"
"Eighteen." Blood vanished from the snake mistress' face. What?! How did–?! She looked at Sakura who seemed to be playing medical chakra over her hands. Oh, that bitch. "Once–" She was still answering. She needed to fight it off but it had been so long since she had needed to without her innate resistance that somehow the medic had shut off. "Aaaabout you," she continued through gritted teeth as she continued to stare at a surprised Sakura, then her eyes trailed left, "The rest..." She finally secured an iron grip on her will to resist but it was too late. All three had seen her eyes land on her male student.
"Well well!" Ino taunted with a cat-like grin, "How about that."
"Eep!" Sakura squeaked, surprised to find herself in Anko's fantasies.
Naruto was quietly pitching a tent, just letting this fantastic conversation continue.
"Pinky..." Anko gritted out, "Fix me now or you'll regret it." The truth serum wasn't needed for her threat to be convincing. Quickly the pinkette rushed over and restored her body's natural responses that quickly purged the serum. "So. Pinky. Since you cheated, we'll go with you again." She reached for the bottle of truth serum–
"Dare!" the medic shouted quickly. Partly out of fear for Anko's vengeance (as if switching options would make it easier), partially because she believed naturally resisting a compulsion to act would be easier than a compulsion to speak.
"Good choice!" Anko smiled as she formed a hand seal and cast the accompanying genjutsu. "Now Sakura, sweetie," Anko spoke softly, soothingly to the dazed girl as she held up a chain with two clips on either end, "I need you to put these on your nipples. Can you do that for me?" She hadn't intended to go this hard from the start but she was feeling a little vindictive.
"Huh?" Sakura blinked down at the chain. It was shiny. Silvery. She liked silver. Gold was tacky. What was she doing? "Sure," she answered, taking the chain in hand and pulling open her top. Wait. Something was wrong. It didn't... It felt... Genjutsu? She flared her chakra but nothing happened. It was probably fine then. Her thumbs and index fingers pressed open the clips as she raised them up. No, something was wrong. She was... Supposed to... "Ahh!" she squealed as she felt the cold metal clips snap shut on her nipples. Her hands shook in shock at the sudden return to awareness and the sudden pain. She moved her hands to remove the clips–
But Anko grabbed them. "There we go, see? There's a lesson for how this works. You could sense the genjutsu affecting you so you flared your chakra but it wasn't just in your chakra, it was in your brain, in your body. Flaring your chakra does nothing. Pain or willpower. That's how you beat it."
"P-Please, Anko-sensei!" Sakura begged, "Can I take them off?"
"You can when I say you can," Anko denied her, licking her lips. "By the way," she whispered, "I did it thinking of you because I knew you'd be so much fun to dom."
Sakura whimpered as she sat back down, the movement jostling the clips on her breasts. Even so, she didn't remove them.
"Ino?" Anko asked, sounding much like Sakura had at her most innocently malicious.
Well, Sakura had thought it was a good idea. And Anko had basically told them how to beat it. "Dare?"
"Ino, honey," Anko spoke softly to the blonde, almost in a motherly fashion, "It's time to streak through the training grounds like we talked about."
The Yamanaka's eyebrows drew inward as she tried to focus. Like they talked about? Did she promise to do that? It sounded like something she might do. She did like showing off. Her head turned, she saw Naruto. Heh, he was cute. But he was shaking his head– Oop! There was Anko-sensei! Hello, Anko-sensei! Sensei sure looked mad for a second there. Probably because she wasn't doing what she was supposed to. "Okay!" she agreed with a smile, pulling her top over her head and dropping her skirt and panties before taking off at a run.
Heehee! This was fun! She even got to see all her classmates from the academy! She waved as she passed Chouji and Shikamaru, and that other guy, and the one with the mask. Then she saw the girl with the big boobs! Hinata, that was it! Wow, she should do this too, she'd look great! That one dog boy looked like he wanted to chase after her but a lady with big hair stopped him. Then she passed some more people! There was a big man in green who stopped the other people from seeing her! That was rude! She wanted them to... To...
Oh.
She hurriedly covered herself as best she could, looking this way and that to figure out where she was so she could get back to her clothes. Only to feel herself being whisked away in an eye-blink to be right back in front of her team. "Feeling like yourself again there, Flower Girl?" she heard her sensei say.
"You bitch!" Ino scowled at her as she grabbed her clothing.
"Oh please," Anko waved off her anger, "You went through infiltration. Body shame is the first thing they train out of you there."
"Yeah, well that doesn't mean I want my friends to see my tits!"
"Uh-huh," the Jonin drawled, looking at the apex of the girl's legs. "You're leaking, honey."
"... Everyone has a thing," the blonde retorted stubbornly, crossing her legs. "It was still rude."
"And I bet I'll feel terrible about it someday." The teacher looked to her last student and, oh he was angry. "Got a problem there, Blondie?"
"Dare!" he demanded, ignoring her question. He was pissed. How dare she make Ino do that even if she kind of sort of ended up enjoying it which was weird but whatever, it was the principle of the thing!
... Also Sakura. But she seemed to really like those clips. He kept hearing the chain jingling and her quiet gasps as she moved around. Didn't even seem mad anymore.
Whatever! The point was, he was mad! And he was going to turn this whole thing around on Anko just like Sakura had! He just had to beat this serum! Pain and willpower, they were the key! And Ino had even given him a hint when she looked at him! He could beat this! He could–
"Naruto," Anko spoke into his ear in a breathy voice, "Could you do your big sis a favour? Could you go to Team Eight's training ground naked and show my friend Kurenai what you're working with? She'd really appreciate it."
We... Well... If big sis wanted him to do it. He'd do anything for family. For family. For Mom. And Karin. And... Anko. Wasn't family. But... it was just a favour. Just a favour. Just go to Team Eight. He knew Team Eight. That was the one Hinata was on. She was nice. He'd like to see her again. And he'd seen her sensei. Kurenai. She was Anko-sensei's friend? Well that was nice. Asking him to do a favour for her friend. Well if she'd like it-if she'd like it-if she wouldn't like it! Kurenai was scary! Serious!y scary! What would she do if he showed her Little Naruto?! Something was wrong something was wrong something was–
He had already stripped down almost completely when he regained enough awareness to slam his fist down on the log he had been sat on. "Ahhh!" he screamed as the compulsion shattered with the breaking of his thumb that had been tucked inside his fist.
"Not bad!" Anko praised, offering him a slow clap as he panted, coming back to full awareness. "Sure you got to see other people go through it first but it's still an accomplishment to break out on your own on your first try! Good job, Naruto!"
"Couldn't let myself do it," he hissed, cradling his hand, "She might've chopped it off."
Anko cocked her head to one side, conceding the point. "Self-preservation. That makes sense. It's a good trick to hold onto something important during this sort of thing. I'm supposed to say 'love for the village' or something but I'm not dumb enough to think that'd work for everyone. Whatever's most important to you, hold onto it and it'll help you snap yourself out of it."
"So what's most important to you is your junk?" Ino asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Would you want me to lose it?" he asked in turn. She didn't have a response. It was a fair point.
"Ready for round two, Pinky?" Anko asked. "Or do you wanna go back to truth? Or I guess try it for real this time."
"I'll stick with dare."
"Hmm... Sakura, as your teacher I think it's important that you show Naruto how you feel about him sleeping around. You should spit in his face to get the message across."
Sakura sensed the kernel of truth in that suggestion. She wasn't all that happy about it. She wanted Naruto all to herself. Maybe to herself and Ino. But then she and Ino would still hate each other. Then she wouldn't have been with Naruto at all. Plus they had talked that out hadn't they? And then Anko-sensei had made them walk miles and miles on their hands! Why should she trust anything Anko said!?
The pinkette had a ready option for disrupting the suggestion, one that she was already predisposed to play with from the past short while. A not-so-gentle tug on the chain between her breasts drew a pleased/pained gasp from her and snapped her out of her fugue.
"Alright, well this is suddenly less fun," Anko complained. "Flower Girl." What to do, what to do. "Ino," she cooed, "I'm your sensei, your squad leader. And that means you have to follow my orders. I need you to take this brush and write 'Anko's Bitch' on your body. Can you do that?"
"Nnnno!" It barely took more than a few seconds, blood leaking from Ino's mouth from biting her tongue. "I'm Naruto's bitch!"
"Hey, I don't think of you like–!"
"Shut up Naruto, I'm making a stand!"
Anko sighed in defeat. "Welp. Congratulations. You managed to fight off suggestions you really didn't want to do with a minimum dose. That's about the easiest it gets but progress is progress." She shrugged and offered her students a thumbs up. "You kids ready for more?"
"Sensei," Sakura frowned at her, "Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Eh...?" Anko tried to ask, only to see Ino with marker in hand, Sakura holding out the nipple chain menacingly, Naruto's hands reaching out for her clothes. "Eheheh? Can't we just be glad you kids learned a valuable lesson?"
Moments later, Anko Mitarashi, proud Jonin of the Leaf, former apprentice to the current Hokage, was seen running through the training grounds. Entirely in the nude save for a chain attached to her nipples that bounced and jingled as she ran and the words 'Team Ten's Bitch' painted on her abdomen. Kurenai gaped at her as she passed. All the response her blonde passenger would allow her was, "Interrogation resistance training," before she continued to run.
Kiba stared at the woman's well-sculpted ass in worshipful silence until it passed out of sight. "Kurenai-sensei, can we do interro–?"
"No."
-(-)-
It had been weeks since the first night Naruto and Kin had been intimate. With the missing of her monthly and a bout of nausea that struck out of nowhere, it was safe to assume she was the first expecting mother of the Uzumaki Clan. Something confirmed by Sakura soon after.
It was a happy occasion for some. Naruto flip-flopped between moments of overwhelming elation and overwhelming terror now that the reality of being an expecting father was upon him. Karin smiled as she remembered seeing him go from daydreaming about whether the child would have more of his features or Kin's, to worrying if he would be a good dad, to gleefully thinking up names, all in the span of about thirty seconds.
Kushina shared her son's joy. For the first time since the newest members of the household had met her, the woman seemed to have let old ghosts rest and live for the future. Such things weren't easy to let go of forever, but for now, she was happy.
"May I do anything else to please you, Mistress?"
Despite Tayuya's efforts to sour things.
Karin's thoughts on Tayuya's newfound obsequiousness were that it was a welcome change from her dour and foul-mouthed usual self, even if her obedience was fake. But she could tell it was getting on Kushina's last nerve. Of course, that only made sense. The Uzumaki matriarch had said plenty of times that she would treat Tayuya like family, so every time Tayuya played the part of a slave she was spitting in the woman's face.
"No, Tayuya," the woman said with carefully hidden frustration. "The chores are done, the rest of the day is yours."
"Thank you, Mistress. You're so kind and generous, Mistress." It seemed the tomboy was in a mood to make things worse today. "I was so lucky to be bound to your family's service. Maybe one day your son will breed me like livestock."
The third, quietest redhead in the room slowly backed away toward the door, not leaving but not wanting to be in the blast radius of whatever happened.
The broom handle creaked in Kushina's grip. "If you have something to say, Tayuya, go ahead and say it."
"Oh no, I wouldn't dream of saying anything to offend you, Mistress!"
It was clear in the woman's expression as she closed her eyes that she had reached her limit. She reopened them, the patience in them entirely gone. "For someone who thinks she has so little freedom we've sure let you keep up that pissy attitude going for longer than you had any right to."
If Tayuya saw the warning signs, she ignored them. "There's nothing wrong with being a properly dutiful slave."
The wood of the broom cracked. "Enough." She was done. Well and truly. The girl had pushed long enough, forced everyone to put up with her for long enough. "I thought if I left you alone you'd pull your head out of your ass eventually, but you're even more stubborn than I am." Her eyes softened, ever so slightly. "Have you even talked to Kin since that day?"
"What do you care?" At the very least, the flautist dropped the charade, folding her arms defensively. "She's just a brood mare for your son to rut–"
A loud crack rang out through the front room as Kushina's hand reached out and struck the girl across the face. Tayuya reached up and touched her stinging cheek, her lips turned to a satisfied grin, feeling like she had scored a victory. Made the woman so angry with the truth she would lash out and drop her own fake kindness. But when she looked, all she saw on the Uzumaki's face was a stern, disappointed look.
"That's what you have to say about her? Your friend? You might've decided we're evil because it's convenient for you but she's going to be the mother of my first grandchild, ya know? Of course I care about her." True to what she had said every time Kin or Tayuya questioned their place in the household, Kushina was the picture of the disappointed mother. "Can I say the same about you? You're the best friend she has and you abandoned her. Did you ever stop to think how scary this might be for her? I was terrified before I had Naruto. But all you seem to care about is your hurt feelings thinking she doesn't need you anymore when she needs you more than ever."
The accusation stung more than the slap. That she was just taking out her hurt feelings on everyone else so she didn't have to think about Kin. "That's not–! I..." It didn't take Tayuya long to realise it had hurt so much because it was true. She felt a hand rest on her stinging cheek drawing her eyes back to the woman who even after such harsh words still had such caring eyes.
"Go talk to your friend," Kushina ordered gently, "Then maybe you can try at an apology."
"... Yes, ma'am," the girl said quietly before she turned and left, slinking off like a child caught misbehaving.
"How did you do that?" Karin asked, eyes shining in wonder.
"I've been a mom for a long time, ya know!" Kushina bragged, dusting off her shoulder as if that would lessen her smugness instead of emphasise it. "And I've been in charge of a bunch of people with hot tempers even before that. It's all watching, being attentive, caring and from there, just practice."
The bespectacled redhead believed she may have found an image of who she wanted to be.
And off in one of the house's bedrooms, a dark-haired girl insisted her friend feel her belly for the bump she swore was there, the site of the life slowly growing inside her.
-(-)-
More time passed. More awkward and difficult time for Team Ten to go through the gruelling process of developing poison resistance. But eventually, they had gone through enough that Anko declared they had completed the basic course. Developed a capable resistance to the most commonly used poisons and inhibitive substances used among the Elemental Nations. And as promised, each Genin was taught a new, impressive technique of their own. Ino's was a long, involved process of training on its own. Naruto's, however. Well, Anko was somewhat frustrated at how easy a time he had of learning what should have been a complex and intensive technique.
"Damn Uzumaki and their crazy chakra capacity," the snake mistress grumbled to herself on seeing her student grasp the technique so quickly.
"Can I try it, Anko-sensei?!" Naruto pleaded excitedly. There was nothing quite like the satisfaction of mastering something new, save for putting that mastery into practice.
She sighed. "Fine. But don't go crazy with it, alright? You've got a lot of chakra but that only covers the drawback of this technique up to a point." She thought to herself, considering how far he should take it to start. Sure, going too far was dangerous, but she needed to establish his limit so he would know not to go over it. "Let's go with... Four, for now."
"Got it!" He grinned, putting his hands together and crossing two half-ram seals. "Shadow Clone Jutsu!" Even the name was cool!
Four plumes of smoke blossomed around him, each one clearing to reveal an identical copy of the blond Uzumaki. "Yeahhhh! I–! Ooh," he suddenly grunted, swaying slightly, "Oh man, that took a lot out of me, ya know!"
"Like I said when we started," Anko repeated her explanation, "That technique splits your chakra for each clone. Four clones, five way split. You're down to twenty percent of whatever chakra you had in the tank. If you made five, you'd be down to about sixteen percent. Six, fourteen percent. Eight, twelve percent and you'd be in the danger zone for chakra exhaustion. And if you made another one now you'd halve what you have left, so ten percent. Get it?" she asked, poking him in the forehead. "This isn't a technique you can take lightly. Use it sparingly and only when you have a plan in mind. If you don't think it through you'll find it's a good way to leave yourself way more vulnerable in a fight."
"I got it," he acknowledged, nodding seriously to convey he got the message. Only to then look around in confusion. "Wait, where did they go?!"
"They ran off the second I started talking."
"Okay, but where?!"
Anko shrugged. "Each one is a copy of you with a mind of its own. So... If you knew you had a finite existence that would last maybe a few hours and no fear of consequences, what would you do?"
Elsewhere in the village on the Uzumaki grounds, Karin was dutifully listening and watching Kushina as the experienced ninja demonstrated some of the skills and techniques the clan had cultivated over generations. The foundations of the Uzumaki sealing methods, the Uzumaki sword style, and of course their bloodline trait, the adamantine sealing chains.
At first the younger Uzumaki was uncomfortable watching her... Cousin? Aunt? Aunt. Watching her aunt do such things naked, but it became obvious why once the demonstrations began. It would have meant a lot of ruined clothing otherwise. The woman had confided she used to have a lot of backless clothing to allow for the chains but none of it fit her anymore.
"Of course, you don't need to imbue the chains with seals," Kushina lectured as the four glowing chains swayed behind her. "They're real useful on their own, ya know? But if you know a seal well enough to imprint it on the chains it makes them a whole 'nother kind of useful on top! Like an explosive seal, or a storage seal, even the fire sealing method means fighting someone with a fire nature would be way less dangerous!" Her smile slipped, remembering a time such a thing would have been so useful, but she recovered quickly. "The foundation of our techniques is sealing, so don't worry! I'll make sure we get you up to snuff by the time you graduate the academy!"
Karin smiled. She couldn't deny she was nervous about going back into ninja education. Technically she was a Genin already, but a Genin by Grass standards and one they intentionally crippled the growth of to boot. She wasn't up to Leaf standards, but she would be. "I promise not to let you down!"
"Yeah! Let's both do our best, ya know!" Kushina cheered her on. It had been so long since she was this happy. The pain of loss would never go away, but she had so much to live for! Her boy, her girls, another baby on the way, life was good!
And thinking of her boy, there he was pinging the proximity seals. Training was done early, she supposed. And... There he was again. And again. And... "Oh," she uttered as realisation dawned. Four Narutos. And all four of them... They were coming to the dojo. "A-Anyway! I think that's enough for today, ya know? Y-You should go help Kin with dinner. I'll clean up in here and be with you soon."
What Kushina had forgotten, or perhaps hadn't realised, was that Karin didn't need to be told of the several presences closing in on the dojo. She almost felt guilty about not having told her aunt or cousin that she was a sensor, but... It let her feel safe, knowing more than people thought she did. "Okay. Thank you for the lesson," she said, bowing as she left the dojo, stopping partway down the hall to double back and see what was happening.
Deep down, she knew what she was about to see. She had sensed Naruto visiting Kushina's bedroom late at night. But... She wanted to see it for herself. For reasons she wasn't entirely sure of.
Kushina smiled to herself. Ah, baby ninja. If Karin wanted to stay and watch that was up to her. It wasn't like she was in any position to judge.
The first Naruto appeared with the opening of the outer door that led out onto the veranda. Her boy standing there, backlit by the sun, an imposing silhouette. "Oh my! Naruto! What are you doing home so early?" the naked redhead asked with an anticipatory grin. A grin that only grew when more silhouettes joined him, then came out of the light to surround her. She looked every which way, playing at being helpless to stop their advance. "Mm! Four Narutos! All staring at my wet, naked body with lust-filled eyes! What am I to do, ya know?!"
The four clones grinned at one another before descending on their mother, pushing her down to her knees before whipping out their cocks, already hard and waiting for her to service them. None of them had to make a demand. Her mouth was already open and engulfing the closest penis, eagerly sucking it as two others wrapped her hands around their own, the fourth with no better options taking a coil of her hair and using it to jerk himself off. The motherly woman's breasts bounced and jiggled as she fucked her own face on clone cock, savouring the taste of her son on her tongue. "Mmmm!" she hummed in delight, her mouth popping as she released the first to turn and take the second, then third and fourth, giving each a turn in her mouth and throat. They were all her beloved boy, they all deserved the best she could give them.
The clones enjoyed her treatment a great deal, but grew impatient waiting for their own turns to come around again. After all, there was plenty of her to go around.
"Oh!" she yelped as she found herself pushed back on top of a clone that had lain flat behind her. She lay back atop him, her legs spread to see his cock sticking up between her legs, another clone kneeling there, one more straddling her midsection and the final taking his place above her head. "Taking you boys all at once?" she asked with an eager grin, "I've never done something like this, ya kno–Mmph!" Suddenly the clone cock hovering over her face was driven into her mouth mid-sentence, plugging her up. The only sounds she could make were moans and grunts as she felt first the clone beneath her manoeuvre his cock into her asshole, then the next shove his into her pussy, and finally the one on top of her to wrap his dick meat in her fat tits, mauling them and tugging her nipples with his fingers.
They weren't gentle. They knew her body could take so much more than this. Each enjoyed her body, fucked her holes and her tits with raw vigour and unchecked desire for her. All Kushina could do was revel in the feeling of being so thoroughly taken, so dominated by her son's cock in every hole at once. Her pussy squirted around his pistoning shaft, the pressure and tightness so much greater with the other pressing inward from her asshole. Their pace so unrelenting and exhilarating as they took what they wanted from her body. She gurgled around the cock in her throat as her boys made her cum so hard she almost passed out with every climax. She wanted more! She wanted them to fuck her over and over again! Wreck her holes so badly she couldn't walk for a week!
But all great things must come to an end. It was the Naruto in her throat that finished first, spilling himself inside her squeezing gullet before disappearing in a puff of smoke. She coughed as with him, his cum disappeared, clearing her airway. She barely used it to take a breath before, "More! More! Cum in me, Naruto! And you too Naruto! Fill me! Fill my needy holes!" she demanded with a demented grin. "And you!" she called out to the only one she could see, his cockhead appearing and disappearing between her tits, "Spray it all over Mommy's face! Paint me with it!"
"Oh fuck!" one of them shouted, though Kushina didn't know which until she felt the hot liquid splashing the walls of her pussy. And then that pussy was hauntingly empty.
Next came the groan of the one fucking her tits. Her eyes closed as she felt the first splash of steaming cum splash her chin, cheek and forehead. "Ahaa...!" She felt so wonderfully filthy for the split second before it too disappeared with the clone. "Aww..."
Finally, the last clone pulled her all the way down so he might drive balls deep in her ass. He groaned as he filled her guts, then disappeared from beneath her. She fell the foot or so to the ground without him to support her. Her legs spread, her chest heaving, her body covered in sweat and a puddle of her own girlcum soaking the floor between her legs. Her hand settled between her legs, idly stroking her still twitching pussy, feeling oddly disappointed. The main event was amazing but she did love the feel of her baby's cum on or in her.
"Mom!" Naruto shouted as he came in through the veranda door, hobbling over to her in an unsteady gait. "Are you okay?!"
"Oh, sweetie, I'm better than okay," she assured him with a satisfied sigh.
"I'm sorry, as soon as I made them they just kind of came on their own, ya know?" He winced at the phrasing, adjusting his pants awkwardly.
"That's okay, honey," she giggled, "To think, the first thing your clones would do would be to come show your mom a good time! You're such a good boy!" She winced as she tried to stand but found her legs didn't want to listen to her. "But, uh, maybe we save this kind of thing for special occasions, ya know? Like... Thursdays."
"Heh," he laughed with her, "Think I'd wanna be there in person if we do this again."
She sniffed, catching the unmistakable scent of cum she had grown so used to over the past couple of months. Despite his protests, she pulled down his pants to fish his cock out. His cum-coated cock. She licked her lips before diving in to lick it clean. "I think I want that too."
In the hallway, Karin was on her knees, unable to stay standing after fingering herself to orgasm twice over at that incredible show. She had decided she would like to be like Kushina but she didn't know if she was ready for that.
But with the amount of times she had watched her cousin turn a woman into a delighted puddle, she found it hard to pretend she wasn't curious.
