Ch.15
"So what exactly am I doing?" Kurama asked while she and Jiraiya sat out in a grove outside a village in bumfucknowhere in Fire Country. The man was laying out a scroll before them before there was poof of smoke and a large bathtub of what looked like ground meat sat before them. "That is a lot of meat, I can guess what it's for, but…?"
"Yes, it is for your new Doll." Jiraiya said with a professional tone. "Copy this man in general looks. I have notes on how he should behave. Wrote them up after talking to butchers across the nations for past two weeks. Toads are amazing for travel time. I would have justed grabbed a giant spider or snake from the Forest of Death, but those are meant for training."
"Okay, why a new Doll?" Kurama asked as she started molding the rather fresh meat. It helped to get the rough shape set up first, like a clay sculpture.
"A friend is going to teach you how to be a butcher. They are great at getting gossip. You can also get supply for more dolls as a butcher." Jiraiya stated, causing Kurama to grimace.
"Why though? Can't I just train in the Forest of Death and use the dead animals there for materials?" Kurama questioned, but continued shaping a humanoid form in the tub.
"You could for matters that can be handled in or near the village, but then getting it out here would take a while. You'll be using this town to send Dolls to every trading hub in the Elemental Nations." Jiraiya stated while taking notes of the process. He wasn't like Tsunade or Orochimaru, but the Toad Sage was still invested in study.
"Oh, right. It would be much less suspicious for a satellite trading hub outside of Konoha to act as the center of an information web than Konoha itself. Especially since I could effectively be everywhere, all at once, with any face. You would just have to ask me a question and I would be able to answer right away, if not within a day, rather than days or weeks." Kurama hummed.
"Good, you're catching on. I'll still need to travel to confirm what you find. You'll be playing as civilians, gathering gossip and Intel from random customers, friends or hobos." Jiraiya informed her while noting how she ignored fine details with the meat, focusing on shape and size.
"I could also have extra eyes and ears beyond just a merchant in every place. Why be forced to funnel everything when you can cast a net?" Kurama mused as she referred to the sketch Jiraiya provided. The man was damn good at illustrations.
"Exactly and I know some of the best places. Homeless camps, bars, baths, brothels, orphanages, schools, restaurants and their suppliers." Jiraiya listed. "Places where people talk without thinking or because they have too much on their mind and need to offload."
"I am looking forward to some of those roles." Kurama chuckled before patting the 'chest' of the unfinished Doll. "Okay, stand back." She drew a faint seal into the doll's chest and then made hand signs. Although Kurama believed hand signs were merely a crutch, because they were, they did assist and it wasn't shameful to resort to them when doing something that required a lot of focus and chakra.
The man-shaped blob of meat was taking shape as Kurama teased out the details. First she formed the bones. Thankfully Jiraiya had the foresight to have plenty of bone in the tub to work with as a base, made it much easier to get the skeleton done. From there, it was as simple as working from the outside in. Her power took a lot of the work out of the inner workings. It would take a few hours to settle into a fully autonomous living Doll, but soon he was finished.
"Ugh, thanks for the picture to work with, but all I can do for the voice is pattern it off my old one, just less big." His voice was growly, deep and hearing it from multiple perspectives gave Hurama shivers of the good kind. Oh no, not self-cest. It was weird enough with Kushina and Minato effectively being cast-offs of her!
"That will do, this guy is supposed to smoke, anyways." Jiraiya told her.
"I'm right here and I refuse to smoke cheap garbage, spice weed or nothing." Butcher exclaimed with scowl on his handsome clean jaw.
"You need to learn to fit a role, not stick by the habits of your core self." Jiraiya chided and Butcher huffed before he accepted the rough tunic, pants and sandals handed to him.
"Am I still needed here?" Kurama asked feeling herself getting worked up.
"I'm you, you daft cunt. Begone with ya." Butcher huffed as he dressed and scratched at his mop of dark hair with his hazel eyes screwed up. "Couldn't ya have given me nicer hair?"
"Wow, he already has the gruff asshole act down." Jiraiya complimented Kurama.
"No, that was me, before I discovered the wonders of estrogen." Kurama frowned deeply at the sudden, very unwanted introspective moment that as a guy, she was an asshole.
"I wouldn't have thought that would turn you into more of a cunt than you are." Jiraiya said, looking confused. "Anyways, I'll give Butch here a rundown of everything and an alert seal to signal when he feels he needs you to take over. Otherwise, he can commune with you whenever he needs from what you reported."
"That's right. So, I'm gonna head home. Be careful, Butch." Kurama stated to her new instance.
"I'm you, we all know careful isn't what's gonna happen." Butch rolled his eyes and followed Jiraiya, who was going to coach Butch on what he was about to do to get set up.
"...Fuck am I a sexy asshole. Why do dirtbags attract the ladies?" Kurama asked herself after watching dat ass walk away and tree-hopped for Konoha.
=Fox=
"Oh, my, gosh." Shizune gawked at Tsunade, who was huge! It has only been 3 months since she conceived with Jiraiya! She looked ready to pop out a baby! The only reason Shizune was having a bit of an existential crisis at the moment was because she just finished recording her sensei's measurements. "If this was the end of a normal pregnancy, I would suggest inducing."
"But it is far from normal." Tsunade smugly grinned while rubbing her creamy, smooth, flawless belly that had no stretch marks or even prominent veins. The woman had become much more easygoing since her pregnancy started and Jiraiya started working from Konoha thanks to Kurama's rapidly growing network of spies able to deliver Jiraiya's spy network's info at an incredible rate thanks to her Dolls and Shadow Clones to act as scribes.
"How many do we think you're carrying?" The nurse helping with the exam being held in the Uzumaki home questioned while putting her tools in her doctor bag.
"My grandma had twins and my mother had twins, then me. Considering the only prior test of inverting the Infertility Seal resulted in triplets from a supposed baseline, I could possibly be having sextuplets, maybe even octuplets with how enormous I am." Tsunade calmly hummed and patted her firm belly with smug pride.
"Hime, that doesn't sound safe." Jiraiya fretted as he hovered over the woman.
"Trust me Raiya, I am more safe than nearly any other woman when it comes to this. My rejuvenation and enhancement medical techniques have given me elasticity and recovery far beyond nearly any other woman not named Kurama. Besides, I feel confident I can carry them to a point a C-section would be required, at the least, if not to full labor." Tsunade soothed her fretting lover, even patting his ass with a thirsty grin. "Just be glad I'm not testing superfetation."
"I am never shagging you again if it risks this!" Jiraiya declared in concern.
"Oh ho~, how cute, you think you have a choice~?" Tsunade lilted while kneading his butt.
"I'll trap myself with the toads." Jiraiya told her.
"Then I'll have the slugs take me to you." Tsunade cooed with her eyes full of lust. When the blond became this horny, there was no reasoning with her. "Girls, please leave. I need to tame my future husband~." Shizune grabbed the civilian nurse and fled.
"I thought we were testing if the seal would keep you from becoming pregnant." Kurama said as she left with a shake of her head.
"Hm, were we? I thought we were testing the inversion as a Fertility Seal~." Tsunade tittered and then suddenly looked bemused. "I am craving…watermelon and kimchi. Fun first, though."
"You temptress!" Jiraiya yelled before Kurama left earshot when the vixen felt one of her Dolls pressing the panic seal. Repeatedly. So she shifted central awareness to that Doll to be looking a tall, chocolate-skinned man with sunglasses, indoors, on a cloudy day, in what was clearly a weapon, armor and other ninja-gear shop.
"Yo~! My inner bro got somethin' to say to yo~!" …Wut? "Ah, right, my diction be flow, my name first you need to know. I am B, Killer B, brother of A, Jinchuuriki of the Hachibi." Why is he posing and gesticulating his arms everywhere with hand signs doing nothing?
"Why are you rhyming so hard? It hurts." Kurama stated, noting that this Doll was one of her muscular womanly ones with dark skin to blend in with the mixed ethnicities of Kumo. Right, this must be the smith using chakra molding to make permanent weapons she sells in her upscale shop in Kumo, who was let in to sell her wares due to their high quality.
"You wound me~." The man, who was just slightly taller than her local Doll, dramatically swooned with his hands pulling his vest apart as if pantomiming a chest wound.
"How do you know who I am?" Kurama glared dangerously at him, even knowing that this Doll, Kuina, stood no chance against a Jinchuuriki even if she had made sure Kuina was as physically strong as Hurama, even if she wasn't as super thicc and busty.
"The Hachibi sensed you were back. He says you smell outta whack!" B performed another rhyme crime, causing Kurama to bare her teeth.
"Cut it out or I burn this body, this building and you." Kurama snarled, feeling Kuina's features take on her beastly traits.
"The critics be cruel, yo~...fine. Shouldn't the Jinchuuriki of Kyubi be in Konoha?" B questioned with his hands on his hips.
"They may be." Kurama growled defensively over Naru. "I'm currently pushing my mind to a Doll of my own making. I am still sealed."
"How?" B questioned with his head tilted in confusion.
"Clones and techniques I will not explain." Kurama told him.
"Fascinating…still really interesting. So, you spyin'?" B bluntly questioned and Kurama snorted.
"Duh, but my weapons are legitimate. I have pride in my work, even if the initial creation is entirely chakra-generated, I still have to hone it with traditional techniques. I'll also provide you info if it doesn't pertain to Konoha or her allies and I'm cleared to give it." Kurama replied while pulling her braided red hair out of her green eyes. Letting some of her traits out on impulse caused one of her braids to come undone, damn it!
"I see. So, you good with your Jinchuuriki?" B asked with an eye wiggle. "She a lady?"
"I'm a lady." I told the man bluntly. "And they may be too young."
"Well, even if this is just a Doll or Clone or whatever, you're an artisan, she's fine." B praised with his hands making an hourglass shape in the air.
"Are…are you hitting on me?" Kurama asked with her dark cheeks dusting red.
"Duh. This bod is well-fit. Tall, muscular but not too much, got curves in all the right places. Also, got that button nose, pouty lips and slightly slanted eyes giving those green peeps an elegant window to the soul." B declared, each word making Kuina, not Kurama, get hot. Oh shit.
"...Be nice to Kuina, she's her own person, even if I did create her based off of me." Kurama demanded before retreating to Hurama with all sorts of confused feelings. At least she could blame most of those being influenced by Kuina.
"You okay, Kurama?" Minato asked from where he laid on his back Kurama's hands near-.
"What was Hurama doing?! Oh, belly rubs." Kurama relaxed and went back to giving the blond tod said belly rubs, to which the pony-sized fox did a cute stretch so she could rub better.
"Yes~ rubs." Kushina, who was clearly aroused, cooed unconvincingly.
"Well, come over here to my other side, I could use some belly therapy." Kurama would prefer to do that with Tsunade, but right now she had fluffy foxies to handle her anxiety.
=Fox=
"Are you still giving Kushina and Minato 'belly' rubs?" Tsunade teased with a lewd grin.
"Just belly rubs. Nothing else." Kurama huffed at the horny preggo's eyebrow wiggle.
"Kushina and Minato must act like normal foxes. Shikazu-san has returned. Risu is informing the foxes." Inu when he appeared in the room.
"He has! Eeeh~! Oh, I have to get cleaned up, I have fox slobber all over me!" Kurama squeed as she rushed to the bathroom.
"Make sure to put on the INfertility seal!" Tsunade called as Kurama rushed into the bathroom, ignoring the two foxes who were already in the tub and soaking. Thank gosh the tub was one of those massive in-floor ofuro.
"Aw, but I wanna get at least as enormous as you!" Kurama whined and both Minato and Kushina groaned into the water from their arousal.
"Wait until Naru, Nobu and Naga are at least a couple of years old." Tsunade demanded, pointing an imperious finger into the bathroom. "Even if I too would love to see you get utterly fecund with children~." Seriously, their awakened pregnancy fetish was powerful.
"At least this is normal for Uzumaki." Kushina giggled. "Though I do recommend not to get pregnant with more than triplets."
"I'll try." Kurama huffed indignantly, wanting to get bigger than however huge Tsunade gets.
=Fox=
"How is my Kura doing?" Shikazu said when he reached for Kurama before sniffing the air. "You get more foxes? I can smell that it's stronger."
"Yep, one more, both of them are now the size of ponies." Kurama sniffed herself, wondering if she smelled like fox too and was noseblind to it.
"I see. Well, you love them, so I can't complain about the smell." Shikazu chuckled nervously.
"I'll use oils to cover the smell if their shampoo isn't dealing with it." Kurama sighed, then she pulled her husband into a kiss. "*Smooch* I want you to fucking breed me again, but I have been forbidden by Tsunade-chan until NNN are 2 years old." Kurama whispered needily.
"I would agree. I don't want you overwhelmed with kids." Shikazu said before he planted a kiss on Kurama's neck and she moaned quietly, only for someone to clear their throat and the lovers glared death at Inu.
"I have been put on 'cuntblocking duty' by Tsunade-sama until I witness you properly using the Infertility Seal." Inu stated calmly with a lazy drawl that he had begun adopting as he chilled out from the frazzled, on-edge teen into a depressed, tired adult.
"Fine." Kurama pouted angrily at her desires being so thoroughly denied.
"I was trying to sweeten her up by going on a proper date night. She always insists on ramen. What is this seal?" Shikazu asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh, more Uzumaki have joined the clan, a mother and her daughter. Kisa introduced a seal she had a scroll for which one way, is a contraceptive, but the other way…well, you'll understand when you see Tsunade-chan." Kurama tittered naughtily with her cheeks blushing.
"By your tone, as your husband who is concerned for your health, you will never reverse this seal." Shikazu said with authority. "I'm fine just with twins."
"B-b-but I wanna get enormous~!" Kurama blubbered with actual tears in her eyes. "I'm even healthier and stronger than Tsunade! I bet I could carry eight, no, ten, no, fifteen babies to term and come out just fine!" Kurama begged with some horniness entering her demeanor.
Shikazu fainted, with a boner, so Kurama considered that a tentative win.
=Fox=
"Hello Uzumaki-san, Uzumaki-dono." The greeter said as Kurama and Shikazu entered, the Nara blinked before he gaped at Kurama.
"We, uh…kinda became very influential despite how few of us there still are right now. Something I really hope you help me fix in a few years~." Kurama hooded her eyes at him and Shikazu sweated, grateful his robe would help hide his wife-induced boner.
"I need to talk to my brother." Shikazu said with a shake of his head. "Table for two."
"So, have you done something to warrant buttering me up, my love?" Kurama asked as she snuggled up to her husband, snaking her arm around him while Yukishi made her appearance from under Kurama's collar. She and the summon had become friends over the months.
"You summon snakes now?" Shikazu asked while eyeing the pretty-eyed snake. He could tell she was a she. She was too cute to be a he and she even had a tiny pink bow on her head.
"Not really, Yukishi-chan and I are just friends. I may find a fox contract someplace if I do want summons." Kurama told him as they sat down.
"Besides, Manda-dono would never accept someone so squishy as a summoner of his clan." Yukishi squeezed Kurama, the slim long snake still acting like a belt for the most part.
"Now, back to my question. Did you do something I should be angry about?" Kurama asked her husband as they're menus were placed down.
"Well…my deployment has been…extended…" Shikazu winced when she tore her menu.