Naruto--
Sitting on Hinata's bed always brought a sense of calm over me. Her room was neat and smelled faintly of lavender. Tonight, though, there was an air of mystery. We had a strange scroll lying between us, one Hinata had discovered in her clan's library. She looked beautiful, wearing a nightgown that clung softly to her curves, with a hint of blue lace peeking out. Her fingers trembled slightly as she traced the scroll's edges.
"Hinata-chan, are you sure about this?" I asked, my voice breaking the silence.
She nodded, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of excitement and trepidation. "Naruto-kun, I... I'm too nervous to open it myself. Can you do it?"
Her trust in me made my heart swell. "Of course, Hinata. Let's see what this is about."
Hinata--
Watching Naruto-kun reach for the scroll, I couldn't help but admire his confidence. His presence always made me feel braver, but this scroll... it felt different, almost alive. I held my breath as he began to unroll it. The symbols and markings were unfamiliar, and I could feel a strange energy emanating from them.
As he fully opened the scroll, a bright light exploded from it, enveloping us. I squinted against the intensity, reaching out instinctively to grab Naruto's hand. The light was warm and seemed to pulse with life. When it finally faded, I gasped at what I saw.
Naruto--
The world around me had transformed. Hinata towered above me, her eyes wide with shock. I looked down at myself and realized I was now only a few inches tall, standing on the vast expanse of her bed.
"Hinata-chan!" I called out, my voice sounding tiny and distant. "What happened?"
Her enormous eyes focused on me, filled with concern and wonder. "Naruto-kun... you're so small..."
Hinata--
Seeing Naruto-kun reduced to such a tiny size was astonishing. He was still the same Naruto, but now he was so delicate, so vulnerable. My heart raced as I leaned closer, my breath hitching as I took in every detail of his tiny form. He looked up at me, a mixture of curiosity and amazement in his eyes.
"Hinata-chan," he said, his voice high-pitched but still filled with that familiar determination.
I nodded, but part of me couldn't help but be mesmerized by how adorable he looked. The situation was strange and thrilling, and I felt my face heat up with a blush.
Naruto--
Hinata's massive form loomed over me, her eyes filled with wonder and concern. Despite the bizarre situation, I couldn't help but be struck by how beautiful she looked from this perspective. Her nightgown flowed around her like a soft, moonlit cloud, and the blue lace of her underwear peeked out enticingly.
"Hinata-chan, you look... amazing," I said, my voice filled with awe.
She blushed, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. "Naruto-kun... you're so cute like this."
We both laughed nervously, the absurdity of the situation not lost on us. It was a strange twist of fate, but somehow, standing before her as a tiny version of myself, I felt even closer to Hinata.
Sitting on Hinata's bed, everything seemed surreal. The world loomed giant around me, with Hinata now an enormous presence towering above. Her beauty was amplified from this perspective, her nightgown flowing around her like a cascading waterfall. The blue lace of her underwear peeked out just enough to captivate my gaze.
I found myself drawn to the intricacy of the lace, the way it framed her body. A sudden idea struck me, wild and daring. "Hinata-chan," I called up, my voice sounding small but eager. "Can you... can you put me in your panties?"
Hinata--
His request caught me completely off guard. I felt a rush of heat flood my cheeks, my hands flying to my mouth to stifle a gasp. "Naruto wants to go in my panties," I whispered to myself, my voice trembling with a mixture of shock and excitement. My entire face turned crimson at the thought.
Naruto looked up at me with those earnest blue eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Please, Hinata-chan?" he asked again, gently prying at my hesitation.
My heart raced as I nodded, my fingers trembling slightly. "O-Okay, Naruto-kun," I agreed, still feeling the blush burn on my cheeks. With one hand, I gently picked him up, marveling at how small and delicate he felt in my palm. With the other hand, I pulled the waistband of my panties out, creating an opening.
Naruto--
Being lifted by Hinata was an exhilarating experience. Her fingers cradled me with such care and warmth. As she opened her panties, I could feel the heat emanating from within. She hesitated for a moment, holding me above the opening, and I could sense her nervousness.
"It's okay, Hinata-chan," I reassured her, my voice as soothing as I could make it. She gave a small nod, and then I felt myself being lowered into the warm, dark space. The fabric pressed against me from all sides, and the scent of her arousal filled my senses. It was intoxicating.
Once inside, the waistband snapped back into place, enveloping me in darkness. I felt her movements as she adjusted slightly, the pressure of the fabric and the warmth of her body creating an intimate, enclosed space.
Hinata--
I could feel Naruto-kun's tiny form moving inside my panties. It was an incredibly intimate sensation, one that sent shivers down my spine. His small hands and body started to rub against my most sensitive areas, and I could feel myself getting wetter with each passing moment.
"Naruto is using his body to pleasure me," I whispered to myself, a slight moan escaping my lips. The sensation was overwhelming, but I craved more. "But it's not enough for me," I continued, my voice barely audible.
Driven by a deeper need, I moved my hand down, pressing against the outside of my panties. I could feel the outline of Naruto-kun's body, and I began to push him harder against my lips. The pressure increased, and the pleasure intensified. My breath hitched, and I bit my lip to stifle the sounds that threatened to escape.
Naruto--
Hinata's arousal was palpable, and the warmth and wetness surrounded me as I moved. Her fingers pressed against me through the fabric, increasing the pressure and the intensity of my actions. I tried to keep up, rubbing and pushing against her as best I could.
The pressure suddenly became overwhelming as her hand pushed me deeper against her. My legs were forced into her entrance, and I struggled to maintain my balance. "Hinata-chan," I tried to call out, my voice muffled and small.
She heard me, her voice a whisper filled with desire. "Take a deep breath, Naruto-kun," she instructed. I took a deep breath, bracing myself for what was coming next. Her hand continued to push, and I felt my head being pressed against her entrance.
With a final, gentle yet insistent push, I was enveloped completely, the warmth and wetness surrounding me. The sensation was overwhelming, but there was also a sense of connection, of being one with Hinata in a way I had never imagined.
Being enveloped in Hinata's warmth was an experience unlike any other. The heat, the moisture, the rhythmic contractions of her inner walls – it was overwhelming, disorienting, and oddly exhilarating. As I moved within her, I felt her body responding, the slickness increasing, and the pressure growing more intense.
Hinata's fingers continued to press against me from outside her panties, pushing me deeper, harder. I struggled to keep up, rubbing against her sensitive areas as best I could. Each movement seemed to send shockwaves of pleasure through her, and I could hear her soft moans, feel the tremors of her body.
Suddenly, the pressure became too much, and I felt myself being forced deeper into her entrance. Her inner walls clenched around me, making it hard to move. "Hinata-chan," I tried to call out, but my voice was lost in the intensity of the moment. Her walls tightened and released in a rhythm that mirrored her mounting pleasure, squeezing me with a force that took my breath away.
Hinata--
The sensation of Naruto-kun inside me was driving me wild. Every tiny movement he made sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body. My fingers pressed harder against the fabric of my panties, pushing him deeper, feeling him struggle and move within me. The pressure, the heat, the slickness – it was all too much.
"Naruto... oh, Naruto," I moaned, barely able to form the words. My entire body was trembling with the intensity of the pleasure. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
Then it happened. A powerful orgasm ripped through me, and I felt my inner walls contract violently around Naruto. The pleasure was so intense, it felt like my entire body was on fire. I could feel him being hurled around inside me as the tremors of my orgasm shook me to my core.
Naruto--
Hinata's orgasm hit with the force of a tidal wave. Her inner walls clenched around me so tightly that I could barely move. The rhythmic contractions grew more intense, and I felt myself being pushed deeper and deeper into her. The pressure was immense, the heat overwhelming. I could hear her heartbeat, rapid and powerful, pounding in my ears.
As the tremors continued, I found myself shrinking even smaller, my body being pushed further and further inside Hinata. I struggled to maintain my orientation, but the force of her orgasm was too great. I was being pushed along by the waves of pleasure coursing through her body, deeper and deeper into her core.
Suddenly, I felt a change in the environment around me. The space became tighter, more confined. I realized with a start that I had been pushed up into her womb. The walls around me pulsed with a steady rhythm, and I could feel the heat and moisture all around me. I tried to move, to find a way out, but my strength was waning.
Hinata--
The aftershocks of my orgasm left me breathless and weak. I could feel Naruto-kun inside me, his tiny form deep within my womb. The sensation was strange, yet it felt right, natural. My body was still trembling from the intensity of the pleasure, and I couldn't muster the energy to do anything but lie there and breathe.
My fingers drifted to my stomach, feeling the area where Naruto had been pushed. I knew he was safe, that he was part of me now. The thought filled me with a sense of peace and contentment that I had never known before. I closed my eyes, letting the warmth and satisfaction wash over me.
Naruto--
I was weak, my movements sluggish. The walls around me seemed to pulse with life, and I could feel myself being drawn toward something. It was an egg, large and luminous, floating in the confined space of Hinata's womb. I tried to resist, to find a way out, but my strength was gone.
The egg seemed to draw me in, pulling me toward it with a gentle but irresistible force. I felt myself being absorbed, my body melding with the egg. I tried to wiggle free, to escape, but it was no use. The egg's warmth and energy surrounded me, enveloping me completely.
As I became one with the egg, I felt a strange sense of peace. It was as if I was part of something greater, something beautiful. My consciousness faded, and I drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Hinata--
A couple of weeks later, I stood in front of the mirror, my hand resting on the gentle swell of my belly. The baby bump was clearly visible now, a testament to the life growing inside me. It was strange and wonderful to think that Naruto was part of me in such an intimate way.
I smiled softly, feeling a deep sense of love and connection. "Naruto-kun," I whispered, my voice filled with emotion. "We're going to be okay."