Sometimes following Naruto's talk with Orochimaru, the blonde was able to leave the Village Hidden by Sound, starting his journey back to the Land of Fire with a look of delight on his face. The future Hokage could've used the Flying Thunder God technique to return to his marked home instantaneously but didn't wish to do so where Orochimaru or his pawns might witness it. For that reason, the Konoha genin trekked away from the Land of Sound, approaching his neighbouring Land of Fire, a few hours of steady movement required to re-enter his homeland. To be rather blunt, he had no clue if the snake Sannin's assistance would even work, basing all that he was preparing to do on a mere theory. Naruto could find different methods to use this mysterious solution if all went well, but he could never be sure. For the moment, he had to focus on breaking the resilient Sakura and keeping the timeline as close to the original as possible. With Jiraiya's injury, the blonde felt bad enough about the unforeseen alterations, so he didn't need to feel responsible for any more changes. When the genin felt as though he had reached a close-enough vicinity to the Land of Fire's border, the blonde performed his father's signature space-time ninjutsu, disappearing in flashing light, only to suddenly reappear in his room back in Konoha. This technique would be helpful later on, though Naruto didn't intend to let people see how he knew the move.
As he arrived at his residence, Naruto realized that approximately thirty-six hours had passed since the day he first left Konoha. The blonde genin had about four-and-a-half days left to break the pinkette's rebellion. Fortunately, the boy who would become Lord Seventh presumably had exactly what he needed. Though, the particular favour he asked of Orochimaru was to remain a secret, at least for the moment. He would, however, let Sakura in on the surprise after using it on her, of course. The blonde had decided to spend the next twelve hours catching up on some sleep. Naruto kept himself so busy with that trip that he never got an ounce of sleep the entire time. So, with a pleased expression on his face, he laid back on his bed, falling into a slumber. He had very fond dreams of the events that were to come, his body becoming hot and tense at the lewd, yet devious, clues of what was in his future. Naruto felt quite confident that poor Sakura wouldn't expect this in the least bit, and neither would anyone else, his plan indirectly involved. So, getting his rest, Naruto could get up several hours later, very content and ready for the fun that was about to rear its head in Sakura's life.
As Naruto anticipated, Sakura struggled in the blonde's absence, having trouble maintaining a sense of calm and serenity as she inhabited the body of this altered Sakura. Time would pass, and Sakura would feel a burning sensation well up within her, sensing something akin to a scratching inside her. A scratch she could not itch, and one that never seemed to be appeased. It was something that appeared to originate and only got worse after Naruto was forced out of her baby-making chamber. She knew what this meant but wasn't about to show any sign of defeat. Instead, she tried to avoid him, which was successful at first- Naruto spent the first three days of their deal out of Konoha or away from her. But, to her dismay, the blonde wasn't going to be gone the entire week, and her potent desires- which only continued to build up over the days- made her vulnerable to what was coming. For the moment, she found herself trying to distract her body, drowning out the overwhelming thoughts of pleasure with things like pain or the possible guilt over not arriving sooner. Anything to avoid the thought processes of how badly she desires the future Hokage's huge fuck rod. Until Naruto invited the pinkette over to his place under the guise of wishing to discuss their arrangement.
As soon as she brought herself close to Naruto's door, the pinkette could immediately impact her body, feeling a flare-up with her desires. The memories she inherited and experienced her body underwent strongly influenced the kunoichi. The blonde had been patiently waiting for her that evening, looking forward to the little experiment, eager to see if his theory would prove correct. However, even if it was proven false, Naruto knew he could corrupt the possessed-pinkette, having very little doubt about breaking her down. He'd been standing near the door anxiously when he heard her knocking, wasting very little time to unlock his door, letting the kunoichi stand on the other side of the open doorway. Based on her body language, Naruto could tell that all of her body's cravings had weakened Sakura; she wasn't standing very stable, her cheeks were flushed, and she seemed very nervous. If the pinkette was trying to hide her desires, she was doing an abysmal job.
"Please, do come in," the blonde said with a gesture, desiring the anxious kunoichi's presence in his home. Sakura hesitantly played along with whatever the shinobi was planning, walking in and taking a seat, instinctively, on the future Hokage's couch. The pinkette could smell the stench of sex as she did, triggering flashbacks to their training sessions, only making her lust grow as she sat there. She could feel her panties grow damper and damper, her pussy leaking in pure excitement over the thoughts of what happened on this couch. Sakura had to slap herself to focus on something less sexual, only for it to backfire as she recalled how Naruto would cock slap the pinkette to get her in the mood; though, her hands hurt a lot less than the blonde's throbbing girth. Still, she continued to suppress her desires, shaking her head. Naruto visibly entertained at her attempts to fight off her apparent cravings. "So… uh, what did you want to discuss regarding our deal? Want to cancel it and go back now ?" Sakura asked, wishing for the least problematic resolution to this ever-increasing problem. She had a feeling things were going to get worse before they got better, so she wanted to try and push him to go home even more.
"Oh, no, I'm willing to go home, in a sense," Naruto explained, his words being a slight nod to his proper plans, especially after getting Orochimaru's help. He had taken a moment to walk over to a nearby counter, sneakily taking hold of something small and keeping it out of Sakura's vision. Instead of this mystery item, Naruto would turn around, apparently having grasped two glasses of juice, placing one down on the table in front of Sakura while the other was placed closer to the blonde. "But, before we do any of that, what do we do when we first meet like this, Sakura?" Naruto questioned leadingly, the pinkette's body seeming to move on its own, pressing forward to kiss Naruto on the lips. The heated exchange of lip and tongue would stop moments later, Sakura doing her very best to control herself and these subconscious urges. She was, it seemed, fighting a losing battle; Naruto had done a whole lot to whittle down the pinkette's resilience in the time he'd spent with her. After managing to regain some composure, she took a drink of the juice Naruto gave her but was concerned that he might've spiked it.
He didn't, but it was a pleasant way to keep Sakura on her toes around him. While he desperately wanted to play with and break the pinkette, he would test out his theory first. Naruto had, in his efforts to see how this experiment would go, openly revealed the small item he had pocketed minutes ago; it was exposed, before her very eyes, to be a syringe with a sizable amount of some mystery fluid. The content of the needle was red, suggesting it was someone's blood or at least a drug that had a similar colouring. "Before we test your resolve, let's see how this goes!" Naruto said, rather excitably, as he pressed the sharp end of the syringe into Sakura's neck, injecting a single dosage of the concoction. The pinkette groaned in pain, slapping Naruto's hand - and the needle - away from her neck, falling to the floor as she felt her body heat up, a heavy pressure building within her. She was beginning to feel such tremendous pain, like her body was being torn apart from the inside, but not in a way that would leave such uncontested, fatal damage to her very being. Naruto, rather than look away, had accepted the pain, cringing in a bit of pain from her slap, as the blonde wanted to see just how this experiment would conclude itself.
As the kunoichi's body finally calmed down, she reopened her eyes, astonished that she was looking at… herself? She had thought, at first, that Naruto pulled over a mirror, showing her some considerable difference in appearance that the syringe had helped to bring about. Only, when she reached forward, she could feel her hand touching the soft, ample breast flesh of this 'reflection' before her. "Mnnnnnn, Naruto, don't just touch me there! Coat me with your precious seed!" The supposed reflection moaned out, seemingly sleeping on the comfy couch before Sakura. The pinkette slowly realized the truth of the situation, that this 'reflection' was the Sakura of this timeline, having taken over the physical form that the mentally-older Sakura possessed just days ago. In complete shock, her gaze turned to a visibly-pleased Naruto, who looked at both versions of Sakura, thrilled at the success of his experiment. One thing Sakura wished to know, though, was how he did this. "What the hell did you do, you big, blonde pervert!?" She asked, planning to get up and hit him, only to feel a sudden weakness wash over her, unable to move very much.
"Well, I remembered that some of Orochimaru's pawns were able to merge or leave the bodies of others and each other. It didn't seem too much of a stretch to believe the same thing could allow the separation of individual minds, so I thought I'd test it out." Naruto explained, trying to make it very simple- or as straightforward as possible. His words referred to Sakon and Ukon of the Sound Four, a duo with a Kekkei-Genkai that allowed them to merge and separate their bodies with anyone. Nobody ever attempted using this on individuals with different minds inhabiting the same space, so it wasn't a surefire thing. But, Naruto was quite glad he tried this little test, smirking as he walked away for a brief moment. When he returned, he held up a sizable mirror from a distance, allowing Sakura to see a notable difference from the transfusion: her body had been reverted to her original childhood form, lacking the mature features of this timeline's Sakura. "So, the dominant mind keeps its appearance, huh? Interesting. And, if they're the dominant Sakura, I suppose that makes you the weaker Sakura than?" Naruto surmised with a smirk. Like Sakon and Ukon, he aptly perceived that the dominant 'person' would be strong on their own, while the weaker-willed person would be weak and vulnerable when not merged. He would assume, without exactly mentioning it, that the Sakura from his timeline lacked the confidence of the pinkette from this timeline, forcing her body to revert to the original childhood form of Sakuras.
The ongoing situation had concerned the pinkette- the Sakura from Lord Seventh's timeline- as she wasn't strong enough to resist him in this state. And, even if she was, she still possessed the memories of her other self and their strong desires for the blonde. She tried to back away from the future Hokage, finding herself pressed into the buxom chest of her other self as she crawled backwards on the couch. There was another layer to all of this, but Naruto wisely kept it to himself, walking closer and closer to the younger-bodied Sakura. In her new body, Sakura wore her traditional qipao dress and bike shorts, the outfit reminding Naruto of when he first trained this timeline's Sakura. "I know this is a strange situation, but let's continue our deal, Sakura. Think you can keep up your resistance?" Naruto asked with a smirk, gripping the pinkette by her short hair and pulling her closer to him. He eventually forced her to fall on her face, her facial expression hidden as she faced his couch cushion. She tried to pretend she could handle it, keeping her face out of his sight as she talked: "Of course, I can! This will be nothing!" She exclaimed, her body betraying her as it tensed up in arousal, much like that of this timeline's Sakura.
Naruto had begun to decide, then and there, on a naming procedure for the sister duplicates— referring to the Sakura from his timeline as Sakura-chan and the Sakura from this timeline as Sakura-san. The naming was meant to be a play on the honorifics; his Sakura looked more child-like in appearance. Hence she was referred to with a childhood title. On the other hand, the well-developed Sakura looked very adult-like, so she received an honorific meant for adults. Sakura-san kept sleeping on the couch, potentially tired from all the activities Naruto had put them through lately. Eventually, they would wake up, but the blonde had been more than willing to give this younger-bodied Sakura some attention. Naruto had been eager to test out Sakura-chan's resolve, wondering if the body separation resulted in them having different feels on the inside. With only one way to find out, the blonde had moved to the younger pinkette's rear, pulling down her tight bike shorts, letting him witness her dripping pussy, looking eager to take his huge cock. Even if she protested otherwise. Naruto pushed her body forward, giving him some space between the two versions of Sakura, and removed his pants, the blonde's twitching erection showing just how delighted he was. "If you admit defeat, I could take it easy on you, you know?" The future Hokage suggested, even if he knew there was no chance of her giving up on bringing him back to the future willingly. He found confirmation in this fact when, after several moments, Sakura-chan didn't say a word. It was as though she resigned herself to this fate, refusing to make any plea that would give him more power over her.
With a lick of his lips, he started the fun by slowly pushing his cock into her tight-pussy, breaking into Sakura's cunt, like it was the first time again. This seemed to confirm her new body was genuinely unique in terms of experiences that were dealt with it. However, judging by the pinkette's pained, lustful reactions, Naruto recognized that her memories did carry over into this new body. Now, the two Sakuras were their person but still shared memories from when their body was the same. This fact was how Naruto intended to break her; he'd do it all over again, making the Sakura of his future into a proper cumdumpster, while having a very eager Sakura-san there to help him along the way. Though, considering the situation, Sakura-chan would be forced to stay with him, or at least be incognito. It would be disastrous if two very different Sakuras walked around Konoha. Not good at all. "Nnngh… Fuck! Are you trying to tear me in half?" Sakura-chan whined, her tight walls clinging to Naruto's cock like her life depended on it. She felt a lot of pain, the blonde forcibly taking this body's virginity rather aggressively. But, despite the pained penetration, this young-bodied Sakura could feel pleasure beginning to build within, threatening to overpower her sense of pain. The future Hokage would gradually speed up his thrusts within the less-developed Sakura, his hands on her hips as his fuck rod slammed against her depths, reminding her of the pleasure he could give her. All she had to do was stay, and be a cumdumpster, just like Sakura-san, who inhabited that mature body behind him.
"I… I won't! You may have broken her, but you and your stupidly huge dick won't do a thing to me! You're going home! I refuse to admit defeat!" Sakura-chan exclaimed, her desires only starting to show, even more, her face a total mess as she tried to act cocky. The younger-bodied pinkette's wet, messy pussy was leaking over the couch as she felt her already-weak body tremble from her throbbing cock, beating away her defences with every thrust. She would try, but the cock buried inside her tight cunt had already done much to her. Maybe not in this body, but it did plenty to Sakura-chan in her memories. Naruto smiled as he listened to the sounds of her futile rebellion, taking a moment to look back, watching as the already-broken Sakura-san opened her eyes, finally awakened. He figured the smell of sex and his musky balls must've stirred something inside his trained cumdumpster. The buxom version of Sakura approached Naruto from behind, draping her arms around him as she pressed her clothed bust against his back. "So, this is me from a different timeline?" The obedient pinkette asked, the rebellious Sakura-chan too afraid to look back. Being fucked like this in front of herself did feel somewhat awkward.
"Yes, she doesn't understand the joy of being a good cumdumpster," Naruto explained, giving a sly grin as he leaned back into Sakura-san's chest. The bustier pinkette looked at the other version of herself with a look of pity, feeling bad for Sakura-chan. It had seemed the memory exchange worked both ways, with the buxom Sakura-san knowing about the technique that both he and the pinkette used to get to this alternate timeline. "Can I help?" The buxom kunoichi asked, receiving a nod of approval from the blonde. The bustier version of Sakura had moved over to her younger self's front, smiling as she gripped Sakura-chan by the chin, lifting it so she could see quite the depraved expression etched across their face. Sakura-san seemed to smirk, lowering her spats and pressing her wet pussy against the front of the pinkette from the original timeline. The smaller-framed Sakura-chan was hesitant at first, not wanting to give in to her desires any longer; only the stench of sex and arousal from the pussy modelled after Naruto's cock was unbearable.
Due to all of that, the younger-bodied Sakura-chan found herself hungrily eating out the pussy of her more-experienced duplicate. So, as Sakura-chan's tongue greedily explored cumdumpster's wet, dripping pussy, the resistant pinkette could feel her insides tightening up around Naruto's cock, achieving her first orgasm after she was stuck in this new body. She seemed to be dazed for a bit but had soon continued stroking every nook and cranny of Sakura-san's eager pussy with their tongue. She had taken a firm grasp of Sakura-chan's head, keeping the pinkette in place as she kept the other half of her duplicate's body busy. Naruto had intentions to make cumdumpsters out of many kunoichis he'd run into throughout his life, so they would need to be prepared for various duties. Not just how to satisfy a monstrous cock like his.
The future Hokage had lasted several minutes longer before having his cumshot within the virgin-like Sakura-chan, filling her up to the brim with his spunk. Her efforts within Sakura-san's needy pussy also helped the buxom pinkette to have her orgasm, showing a growing potential for poor Sakura-chan. However, like the mind of this timeline's Sakura, it was resilient; the less-shapely kunoichi wasn't willing to fall so easily. Her desires were great, and she craved Naruto's cock; that, sadly, didn't result in her immediate surrender as a potential cumdumpster. She, it seemed, had merely submitted for the moment. Naruto would need to take some personal time with Sakura-chan to make sure she completely fell for him. At the end of it, Naruto turned to his cumdumpster, telling the buxom version of Sakura: "I'll give you plenty of attention later, my precious cock-sleeve. For now, return to your business. Your sisterand I need to spend some quality time, alone." The mature-looking pinkette, Sakura-san, looked saddened, walking over to Naruto and gripping his packed balls, the blonde having pulled out of Sakura a few minutes ago. As his cumshot continued to leak out of her, the bustier pinkette had a firm look on her face: "You'd better. My holes are onlyfor you, so you'd better pump me full sometime soon."
