Naruto stood on the rooftop of Hinata's apartment complex, gazing at the Hokage Rock through the early morning mist. Six people had achieved the office of Hokage, the highest in the land. Universally acknowledged as the strongest shinobi in the village, it was the dream of many, but the reality of just a few. He had wanted his face on that rock ever since he was a child. When he defeated Pain, he thought his goal would finally be achieved, and now, he knew for sure that it would be. He would still have to wait some months before it could happen, but he saw the finish line in the distance.

He turned around and went back to Hinata's apartment to go over the plan, which had been perfected with input from both of his girls. The workers in the Academy's kitchens rotated jobs every week, going between several cooking, cleaning, and delivery jobs. Arguably, the most important job was cooking the Hokage's food, which was only given to people who had worked there for at least five years. Luckily, Hinata had been working at the kitchens for six.

Masame had timed his departure so that he would have plenty of time to prepare everything. All the planning was now complete, so all that was left was to strike.

Hinata walked nonchalantly to work the same way she usually did. What she was about to do weighed heavily on her mind. She was about to assassinate the leader of the village, the most powerful man in the Land of Fire. She had never killed anyone before.

Clocking into work, she went to the locker rooms to find her uniform. The kitchen staff had to wear special uniforms that designated them as employees. She couldn't keep the vial of poison in her shuriken holster, as that would look strange with her uniform; nor could she keep it in her pocket, since someone would undoubtedly bump into her and feel the cylindrical bulge.

Stripping down to her underwear, she put on her white chef's uniform, with Konoha's insignia stitched onto the lapel. The female uniform was low cut, showing off plenty of cleavage to the eager male staff members. She used to be embarrassed by how much skin she had to show in the uniform, but now, she was glad that it would be useful. She took the poison out from her pocket, and slipped the cold vial between her breasts. It was the perfect hiding place; her breasts were large enough that the vial could be concealed, yet the low neckline provided easy access. Looking herself up and down in the mirror, she adjusted her top so there was no sign that the foreign object was present.

She began the day cooking for the students, which all cooks did for the first few hours. It was tedious work, making the same food everyday. However, her mind was busy thinking about the crime she was about to commit.

"Hey, Hinata," came a voice, startling her.

"Oh, hi Akio," she said. He was one of the other workers and one of her friends, although she had always suspected that he had a crush on her. He glanced towards her cleavage, and her heart stopped for a moment. Thankfully, he simply started dicing tomatoes, and she breathed a sigh of relief. It was going to be a long day of work.

Eventually, the student meals were finished, and now it was time to begin their specialized tasks. Washing her hands, she moved to the back of the kitchen where she would prepare the Hokage's meal. A few of her male colleagues brushed against her chest as she did so, apologizing. She froze in fear every time they did so, the worst case scenario running through her head.

She began preparing the beef stew that Danzo had ordered. The Hokage usually picked whatever he wanted for lunch from a long menu, but he tended to order the same thing every day, so Hinata followed the exact sequence of steps she had the previous four days this week. She was usually nervous to cook for him, as it was a true honor to cook the Hokage's meal. But now, she was nervous for a different reason.

She went through the recipe, following each step carefully, as she always did. When she got to the step that required her to set the pot to simmer for 30 minutes, however, she kept stirring. When most workers got to this point in their recipes, they would step outside to take a break. Eventually, the back of the kitchen cleared out enough so that she had space to act.

She looked around once more, making sure the coast was clear. With a deep breath, she pulled the vial out from its hiding place, and emptied its contents into the stew. The poison was colorless and odorless, but she hoped it was also tasteless so Danzo wouldn't notice anything was off. Making sure to close the cap on the vial tightly, she placed it back into her cleavage.

Immediately afterward, she felt a tap on her shoulder, making her gasp in shock.

"You sure are jumpy today," Akio joked.

Hinata laughed, putting a lid on the pot. She allowed him to lead her to the break room as they made small talk. She was far from relaxed as she began to think about what came next; the hardest part was yet to come.

Naruto waited alone in Hinata's apartment. He paced through every room, unable to sit still. He was so antsy that he couldn't even bring himself to eat the instant ramen in the cupboard. He had absolutely nothing to do. His usual routine during the day was to sneak away into the forest to train and then secretly check up on his old friends, but that wasn't an option today.

After a few hours, he summoned shadow clones to distract himself, but the clones were in the exact same state as him.

"Why are we even stuck in here?" one of them groaned. "Let's go out there!" He ran excitedly towards the door as he grabbed the keys.

"You idiot, we can't. We might be spotted," another said, grabbing him and confiscating the keys.

"But we could just transform into someone else," a third chimed.

"And do what?"

"I dunno, anything but stay in here."

"I guess we could check on Hinata to make sure the pressure hasn't gotten to her."

"Or we could watch Danzo eat his food."

"We're not going anywhere!" the real Naruto exclaimed. "We're not doing anything that might ruin Mistress's plan." Once he said this, the clones began nodding their heads in agreement.

"That's true, we can't risk that."

"Yeah, sensory ninja might find us if we get closer to the Hokage."

"I'm sure Hinata can handle it."

"I've got it! Let's have sex. That should give us something to do."

"Sex with who? Sakura's at work too. We can't interrupt her or it'll look suspicious that her routine changed today."

"Let's go find Ino or Tenten. We were going to claim them anyway right? Might as well do it now."

"But we don't even know where they are right now. We don't know their routines like with Sakura."

"What if we just do what we used to do." The clone began making the hand seals for the transformation jutsu.

"No! We don't do that anymore!" all the others said in unison.

"All right this isn't working," Naruto said, dismissing the clones. He sighed and collapsed on the couch. He preferred boredom over the feeling of getting penetrated. Hinata had gotten rid of all of his porn magazines when she had moved in, so he couldn't even busy himself with those.

Hinata's mission was of the utmost importance. If even the smallest thing went wrong, her entire life would be ruined. She would most certainly be tortured and put to death, and he would be entirely powerless to stop it. He definitely couldn't keep sitting there and stressing about it.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. He raced to the storage closet, where Hinata had stored most of his belongings. He had been back in the village for the past few weeks but he hadn't had a reason to dig through his old things, other than his clothes. He glanced inside each bag before tossing it to the floor, getting through almost the entire closet before he found it.

He reached in and pulled out the old book, wiping away the dust that had accumulated on it. He really didn't want to read this, but at this point, he was desperate to find something to do. Icha Icha Tactics, Jiraiya's final novel, would have to suffice.

With shaking hands, Hinata walked slowly out of the kitchen, holding the Hokage's meal in her hands. Normally, there were designated people that would deliver food to government officials, but the Hokage was a special case. The cook who prepared the Hokage's meal would also serve him his food. This allowed the Hokage's guards to easily identify who had cooked the meal in case something went wrong.

Shaking, she climbed up the steps to the Hokage's office. She breathed in deeply, attempting to control her heart rate. As she walked, her nerves began to calm down, and her kunoichi instincts began to kick in. This was a mission, she realized. It was just like any of the many missions she had gone on in her career.

She walked down the corridor and stopped before the door. At this point, she knew the Hokage's guards had to be aware of her. She couldn't pinpoint them without her Byakugan, but she knew they were watching her every move. However, she couldn't worry about that right now. All of her effort had to go into the coming performance.

She knocked on the door twice, before calling out, "Lunch delivery!"

After a pause, the Hokage's raspy voice came through, "Come in."

"Hello, Lord Sixth," she said with a smile, as she always did. She stepped into the large, circular room, awash with light from the many windows that adorned the walls. Portraits of the First and Second Hokage hung prominently on either side of the room, heightening Hinata's sensation that she was being watched.

Directly across from her sat Danzo Shimura. He was an old man, with wrinkles and scars covering his face, but his hair remained a dark black. He almost looked small in the large room, but the second he looked up from his papers, his intense stare betrayed that he was a powerful shinobi.

"Ah, hello. Good to see you again." he greeted her, a smile forming on his face. He made eye contact but for a moment, before his singular eye dropped to her chest. He gazed at her like a wolf gazed at a sheep. It made her stomach turn in fear.

"Here you go, Lord Danzo. Beef stew, just as you ordered, " she said, placing the bowl on his desk. She was hyper aware of her movements, taking extreme care not to appear too stiff. The voice inside her head screamed at her to run away, but she knew she couldn't do that.

"Thank you, Hinata."

"Of course, sir," she said, bowing, before turning to leave. She [rayed that he would eat the stew without issue. If a problem arose now, there would be no hope for her to escape. She could feel his hungry gaze still on her even though she couldn't see it. She wanted to leave as quickly as possible, but she walked slowly, as if she was in no rush.

After what felt like an eternity, she made it to the door. With her heart in her throat, she turned around, and gave Danzo one final smile before reaching for the doorknob. Finally, he dropped his gaze and reached for the stew. Right as the door was fully shut, she caught a glimpse of him lifting a piece of beef from the stew and placing it in his mouth.

At that moment, Hinata mentally checked out as the stress escaped from her body. Seals prevented her Byakugan from peering into the office, but she knew her mission was complete. According to Sakura, even a miniscule dose of the Strangler was fatal, and that piece of beef was surely enough for the job. She felt no joy, only relief that she had managed to get away. She hoped her master would be pleased; after all, all of her efforts were for him.

The government was in chaos for the next couple of weeks, shaken by the sudden death of the Sixth Hokage. When the Third Hokage took over after the Fourth's death, he had set the precedent that after the current Hokage's death, a previous Hokage would resume the position until a successor could be named. The Fifth Hokage was the only living one, but she was vacationing somewhere in the Land of Fire, so it took a week or so before she could come back to Konoha.

In the meantime, the Konoha Council, the Hokage's advisory committee, had taken over temporarily. It had once consisted of Homura Mitokado, Koharu Utatane, and Danzo Shimura up until the time of the Fifth Hokage. After Danzo had become Hokage, Shikaku Nara had been appointed to replace him.

Naruto, Hinata, and Sakura had fallen into a routine. He lived with Hinata, so he spent most nights and mornings with her. He would usually visit Sakura in the evenings and sleep over on the occasions when her parents weren't home. Once a week, Sakura would come to Hinata's apartment for a threesome. Naruto still couldn't go out in public, but it had been a blissful two weeks, filled with eating, drinking, and fucking. And eventually, when the day of Tsunade's return came, he was ready.

Naruto felt the cold air hit his face as he creeped around the rooftops of Konoha under the cover of night. He made his way over to the Senju Clan residence, careful to avoid being sighted by the people still roaming the streets at this late hour. Eventually, he spotted Hinata waiting for him, almost hidden in the darkness of an alleyway.

"Hello, Master," she said as he dropped down. The veins around her eyes sunk back into her skin as she deactivated her Byakugan.

"Hey, Hinata," he said. "Everything going well?"

"Yes, Lady Tsunade is now alone. Sakura and Shizune left a little while."

"Is the coast clear?"

"Yes, there's no one walking around on that street. And no one seems to be approaching it either."

"That's great," Naruto said with a smile. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, glad to feel the warmth of her touch during the cold night. She kissed him back, grabbing onto him as if she was afraid he would slip away. "Good girl," he said, pulling back to see her smile as she heard his praise. "You can go back now."

"Yes, Master," she said dutifully, and the two of them parted ways.

Earlier that evening, there had been a commotion in the village when Tsunade had come through the village gates. The people were overjoyed to finally have a Hokage once more. This worked in Naruto's favor, as it warned him of her presence well in advance. Weeks ago, he had had Sakura buy an expensive bottle of sake, the same kind that Tsunade loved. Once it was apparent that Tsunade was on her way to the Senju Clan residence, he had sent Sakura over to intercept her with the bottle in hand, and sent Hinata to keep watch. The idea was that Sakura would get invited into Tsunade's home and that they would begin drinking. Given that this was Tsunade, getting her to drink was probably quite easy. Sending Sakura over to her served three purposes: letting her quickly explain away the textbook that laid behind the door to the residence, stopping Tsunade from seeing the mess that was down in the cellar, and keeping Tsunade busy.

Naruto quickly arrived at the street in question, and, once he confirmed that no one was around, he abandoned the safety of the rooftops. He walked quickly down the street, filled with excitement to see Tsunade again after three years. Passing through the gate, Naruto stood in front of the door and activated the Pheromone Jutsu. Smiling with anticipation, he knocked on the door three times.

"Who is it?" came Tsunade's voice from inside the house. He did not answer; there was no way he could yell out his name like that while standing outside. He simply knocked again.

"God damn it!" he heard her yell. Things got quiet for a moment, and then he heard her footsteps approaching.

Angrily, she slid open the door. "It's midnight! Who the fuck do you think –" she froze in the middle of her sentence as her face turned from one of rage to one of shock.

"Hey, Tsunade," he said, grinning broadly.

The older woman had not changed at all since the last time he had seen her. She still maintained the Transformation Jutsu that made her appear as if she was 25, allowing her to maintain her title as the most beautiful kunoichi in the world. A title that was well deserved. Her green haori was tied in the front in order to protect from the cold night air, preventing him from catching a glimpse of her cleavage.

She stepped forward, taking his face in her hands, and gazed at him with her honey-brown eyes. "Naruto, is that really you?" she asked softly.

"Yeah, it's me," Naruto said. He reached around and captured her slender frame in a hug, and she tentatively hugged him back. He breathed in her scent, a mix of jasmine and alcohol.

"You'd better come in," she said, letting go of him and walking back through the door.

She walked him down the hallways of her home, and the smell of alcohol got stronger and stronger as they approached the living area. Three cups and numerous bottles of sake sat on the large coffee table that occupied the center of the room. Two black leather couches stood in position on either side of the table. She sat down one one of them, and gestured to him to sit on the other.

"You still look as young as ever, Tsunade," he said, a way to test the waters and see how well the Pheromone Jutsu was taking hold.

"Thank you," she said with a slight smile. She still looked at him as though she were looking at a ghost, but this was a good sign. She reached over to the table and poured two cups of sake from a half-full bottle, sliding one over to him. Without waiting, she downed the entire cup without wincing.

"How are you alive?" she asked, "The investigation unit pronounced you dead on the way to your mission."

Naruto took a long sip from the cup to collect his thoughts. Him and Masame had constructed an elaborate cover story for him to use, and he'd had the painful task of memorizing it all. "While I was on the way to the mission, the bandits I was supposed to beat triggered a rockslide, and I fell into a coma", he began, making sure to talk slowly so that the Pheromone Jutsu would have as much time as possible. "A nomadic tribe found me and brought me along with them. They took care of me while I was unconscious, and I woke up a few weeks ago. After I got my strength back, I made my way back here," he explained.

"A nomadic tribe? In the Land of Rivers?" Tsunade said. The way she looked at him was different now; a certain intensity filled her eyes rather than apprehension.

"Yeah, they were from the Land of Wind, and they were traveling through the Land of Rivers." Nomadic tribes were almost exclusively found in the Land of Wind, which was the reason for her suspicion.

"I see," she said. To Naruto, she appeared to be far more comfortable than she was a few minutes ago. She leaned back further in her seat, and her back wasn't as stiff. "Why didn't they bring you back to the Leaf Village?"

"I must have lost my headband during the rockslide, so they didn't know where I came from."

"It's shocking that all of that happened without the village knowing. But I'm glad you're safe and back with us now," she said.

"It's good to be back!" Naruto said with a grin.

Tsunade smiled back at him, her guard fully down. She undid the cord that tied together her haori and slipped it off her shoulders. Finally, he was granted a view of her magnificent cleavage, her large breasts constrained and pushed together by her tight gray blouse. She bent forward as she reached for the sake bottle, and he couldn't help but stare into the depths of that valley.

Instantly, her eyes darted up to catch him in the act, and Naruto averted his gaze instinctively. Instead of anger or irritation, a smile formed on the woman's face.

"Tell me, Naruto, haven't you become a man in the past two years?" She got up out of her seat and made her way around the table, holding the bottle.

"Huh, what do you mean?" he said, taken off guard by the question.

"I've been watching you sip on that drink like a little boy," she said, standing over him. "A real man finishes his drink."

Naruto tried maintaining eye contact, but the allure of her bust was too much, and he ended up staring at her breasts. The Senju heiress looked down at him, and she handed him the sake bottle and took the cup out of his hands. He wasn't big on alcohol, but he had drunk plenty of it during his two years with Masame, so he was more than prepared to take on Tsunade's challenge.

He put the bottle to his lips, and she did the same with his cup. Tipping it forward, he felt the warm, clear liquid enter his mouth and burn it. Regardless of the discomfort, he swallowed the mouthful, and then swallowed another mouthful, and then another until he no longer felt its sting.

Before long, the bottle was empty, his head felt warm, and his body felt like it weighed nothing. He looked proudly up at the older woman, his vision slightly blurred from the alcohol. She grinned before climbing onto the couch to straddle him. Her warm body brought the sweet scent of alcohol with it. His heartbeat began to race as she hovered her lips inches away from his.

"One more thing," she said. "You've been staring at me like a boy, but a man isn't afraid to touch."

The invitation couldn't possibly be any clearer. He reached up with both hands to grab her enormous boobs, smiling as he accomplished something he'd wanted to do ever since he'd met her. The Pheromone Jutsu made different women act in different ways; some would become extremely open to his advances, while others would be pushed to take the initiative themselves. Clearly, Tsunade was of the latter group, but he wasn't going to let her maintain control for much longer.

He tilted his head up to kiss her, wrapping his arms around her to pull her closer. She kissed him back without hesitation, both hands cupping his face. She began gyrating her hips, grinding into him and rubbing against his cock. As she did so, he reached up and untied the blue obi that held her top together, exposing her breasts to the air. He eagerly squeezed the soft mounds of flesh that were the envy of so many women and the desire of so many men. They were even larger than Masame's. Breaking the kiss, he sucked on her hard, pink nipples, and she moaned as he bit them lightly.

She unzipped his jacket to take it off, and his shirt soon followed. She ran her hands over his large pecs and his toned abs. All the while, she continued grinding on him, getting him fully hard.

Naruto ran his hands down her body to target the waistband of her blue pants, and she mirrored his movements to unzip his joggers. As soon as she had done so, she leapt up from his lap to pull down his pants, and she was greeted with the sight of his erect cock. He grinned as he saw her face, surprised at his size. She began stroking it as she got on her knees, staring at his cock as if it were an obstacle to overcome.

"Have you ever taken one this big?" he asked, seeing her apprehension.

"No," she said, continuing to stroke him, now with both hands. "But I'm sure I'll manage. I've done this often enough."

She gave him a confident smile before licking the bottom of his head. Naruto moaned as she got to work, pumping his shaft with both hands while she sucked on the tip. Tsunade was one of the women he'd looked forward to conquering the most, and she fully lived up to his expectations. He ran his hands through her sandy blonde hair as her head bobbed up and down. Slowly, with each bob, she took slightly more of him inside her warm mouth, getting ever closer to deepthroating him.

The woman got about eight of his nine inches before she had to come up for air.

"Too much for you?" Naruto asked teasingly.

"Not a chance, kid," she fired back.

She took deep breaths, preparing herself to dive back in. Then, when she was ready, she wrapped her mouth around his dick once more. This time, she didn't bother with bobbing, as Naruto realized that she had simply been preparing her throat this entire time. Three, four, five, six… the inches kept disappearing into her mouth.

She managed to fit almost his entire length when she finally stopped moving. He could tell she was struggling to get the last half-inch, and he knew she was capable of taking it. He grabbed her head and pushed her down, thrusting so that the last bit of cock was safely in her mouth. Her throat felt amazing as it tightly squeezed down on him.

He held her in that position for a few moments before releasing her. She coughed and gasped as her airways became free again. He saw the proud look in her eye as her gaze moved from his cock to his face. That pride was absolutely deserved; it was a testament to her skill with blowjobs that she was able to deepthroat him without so much trouble. But now, it was time to see what other skills she had.

He grabbed her by the arms and lifted her up so that she was standing. In a way of rewarding her for her performance, he gave her a deep kiss. Then, he stripped her of her pants and panties, leaving both of them in the nude. Her bush was lively, but it was neatly trimmed so that it wouldn't get in the way. Grabbing her hips, he turned her around and pushed her forward onto the couch so that her knees rested on the cushions and her arms rested on the headrest. She let out a sigh as his fingers slid inside her, rubbing her g-spot. As he did so, she reached down to play with her clit, letting the pleasure flow through her.

Once Naruto determined that she was wet enough, he pulled his fingers back. He rubbed the head of his massive cock against her opening, and he felt her tense up in excitement. The alcohol was still in full effect, but he had no problem maintaining his erection.

"I've been dreaming of this for so long," he said.

"I'll bet you have," she said, looking back with a smirk.

Finding a secure grip on her hips, he thrusted forward and entered her warm pussy. They both moaned as he began moving his hips back and forth, and in tandem with his movements, Tsunade moved her own hips. By the way she moved, he could tell she was unused to someone of his size, but she quickly adapted, and they fell into a tempo, each beat marked by clap of her ass hitting his hips.

It felt amazing to fuck a woman who knew what she was doing again. He enjoyed having sex with Hinata and Sakura, but neither of them had the experience that came with years of having sex. He loved the way Tsunade gyrated her hips and arched her back to turn him on more. The best part was that she had so much skill and yet had the supple body of a twenty-something.

Slowing down, he pulled out of her. He sat down on the couch next to her, and gestured toward his lap. Knowing exactly what he wanted, she climbed on top of him once again. He leaned back to give her space to position herself, and she lowered herself onto him gently, gripping his broad shoulders for support. Immediately, his hands moved to her breasts to grope them again.

Taking that as her cue, she began to ride, grinding her clit against his pelvis. She threw her head back and closed her eyes. He could tell she was close, trying to form the perfect fantasy in her head so she could cum. Jiraiya had told him about how hung up she was over her old boyfriend Dan. She was most likely picturing him now, but soon, Naruto would ensure that she would never think of another man again.

With a gasp, her body began to shudder as she came, squeezing her eyes shut and digging her nails into his skin. Slowly, she recovered her senses and saw his grinning face. Without a word, she resumed riding, only this time, bouncing up and down to focus on his pleasure. She leaned back for a better range of motion, placing her hands on his thighs.

Naruto sat back and let her work, watching her massive tits bounce up and down. He admired her muscular figure, with well defined arms and abs, but still enough fat in the important places. As he felt his climax rapidly approaching, he worried that she would try to stop him from finishing inside. However, this was a completely unfounded worry, as he felt her speed up in response to his quickened breathing. He grabbed her waist tightly and pulled her down as he came, moaning while the older woman rode him to the finish line. He painted her insides white, making sure to get every drop out.

"Fuck," she swore after giving him a moment to recover. "I didn't think you'd be so good."

"You were even better than I thought you would be," he said, lifting her up and placing her on the couch next to him. Thick wads of cum oozed out of her as he did so.

She attempted to sit upright, but he pinned her down. Before she could say anything, he pressed his palm against her hairy crotch and applied the Slave Seal. Briefly, her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth hinged open, but she quickly returned to normal. She looked up at him, a mix of emotions swirling in her eyes.

Naruto smiled down at her. "Well, Tsunade, we have a lot to discuss."