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Chapter Twenty-Six: Ino's Request & The Unexpected Encounter

The grand mayor's mansion was bathed in soft moonlight as the night deepened. Within one of the lavish bedrooms, Naruto found himself in the middle of a tangled mess of soft, feminine bodies. Saruyo and Ino were sleeping on either side of him, their cool and heated presences mixing in a strange but intoxicating contrast. Sakura lay on his chest, her warm breath tickling his skin, while Hinata was pressed up against Ino from behind, their generous chests molding together in a way that made Ino smirk even in her sleep. Tsunade, in another part of the room, had Mi wrapped tightly in her arms, their massive breasts pressing against each other in a soft, squishy entanglement. Mi, still a virgin, had promised herself to Naruto once his injured hand had healed.

As the first rays of dawn crept into the room, Ino's eyes fluttered open, only to meet Saruyo's sharp, piercing gaze. A silent understanding passed between them as they both realized they had woken up at the same time. Saruyo's icy blue eyes narrowed slightly as Ino's smirk widened.

"You're thinking about something, aren't you, Ino?" Saruyo's voice was cool, unreadable.

Ino's smirk only deepened. "Saruyo, don't tell me you don't see the potential in this." Her voice was playful, yet filled with an underlying mischief. "I mean, I turned Naruto from a shy little thing into the man he is now. Who's to say I can't do the same for someone else?"

Saruyo remained expressionless but didn't protest. Instead, she simply let out a soft 'hmph' before turning her attention back to the sleeping Sakura, whose plump rear was pushed up slightly, creating an irresistible sight. Without warning, Ino delivered a firm smack to Sakura's backside, making her jolt awake with a confused gasp.

"H-Huh?! What's going on?" Sakura blinked, sitting up slightly, her pink hair cascading over Naruto's chest.

"Nothing, Sakura," Ino purred. "Let's go take a shower." She grabbed Naruto's hand possessively and gave him a playful wink. "Come on, Naruto-kun."

Meanwhile, in another part of the city, Pain was sitting in his sophisticated hideout. His mind was filled with thoughts of revenge. Tobi had betrayed him—at the very moment they had located the city's largest weapons cache. The traitor had gone so far as to eliminate Kakuzu and Hidan before escaping with Conan.

Pain's fingers tightened into fists. He had spent years working alongside Konan, but to him, she was nothing more than an ally—a useful piece in his grand design. Tobi had made a grave mistake if he thought he could simply take her and escape unscathed.

"He must have violated her by now," Pain muttered darkly to himself, his expression cold and detached. "But she is nothing more than a pawn. Unlike me, Tobi, you are ruled by your emotions. That will be your downfall." His eyes glowed ominously as he turned to Zetsu. "Find him. I want his heart crushed beneath my feet."

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Back at the mansion, steam filled the luxurious bathroom as Ino pulled Naruto into the shower with her, a teasing glint in her eyes. As the warm water cascaded down their bodies, she leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear.

"You've already had a taste of what I can do, Naruto-kun," she whispered seductively. "But I have so much more to teach you."

As Saruyo stepped into the bathroom behind them, her gaze was unreadable, but there was no mistaking the flicker of something dangerous in her icy blue eyes.

The steamy air wrapped around them as Naruto stepped into the lavishly designed bath, the heated water rippling as he was pulled in by Ino and Sakura. Saruyo followed with her usual composed elegance, her icy demeanor contrasting sharply with the warmth of the room. Water cascaded down her flawless skin, her toned figure standing out even among the others.

Ino's eyes traced over Saruyo, an unmistakable hint of envy in her gaze. "Saruyo… your body is incredible. You really do have the perfect figure. And those breasts… huge. But don't think you're the only one with a great body. I've got plenty to show off too."

Sakura smirked, leaning back against the edge of the bath, arching her back just enough to emphasize her most prized feature. "Maybe my chest isn't as big as yours, but I've got the best ass in the group, and we all know it."

Naruto swallowed hard, his gaze flicking between the three girls as the steam curled around them.

Saruyo, ever unfazed, let the water lap at her skin, her expression calm as she glanced at Ino with cold amusement. "You can admire me all you want, Ino. But I don't need validation. I know I have the best body here."

Ino huffed, moving closer to Naruto, pressing up against him with a playful pout. "Naruto-kun, whose body do you think is the best?" She pressed her chest against his arm, making sure he could feel every curve.

Sakura wasn't about to be left out, shifting closer with a teasing grin. "Come on, Naruto. You've always liked my curves, haven't you?"

Saruyo simply watched the spectacle with her usual icy composure, but the slight curve of her lips hinted at something else—amusement? Satisfaction? Whatever it was, it only made her more alluring.

Naruto exhaled, knowing this bath was about to turn into something far more intense than just a morning soak.

Konan slowly regained consciousness, her body aching all over. The cold floor beneath her felt like ice against her bruised and battered skin. Every inch of her body screamed in pain, a testament to the hours of torment she had endured. She tried to move but found herself restrained, her wrists bound tightly behind her back.

The dimly lit room smelled of metal and damp stone. The air was thick with the scent of blood—her blood. She could barely lift her head when the door creaked open. Zetsu stepped inside, his eerie grin visible in the faint light.

"Here," he said coldly, tossing a rough, tattered cloth onto her. "Clean yourself up. Tobi wants to see you."

Konan clenched her teeth, her anger burning beneath the surface, but she knew better than to respond. With difficulty, she pulled the cloth over herself, covering as much of her exposed body as she could.

Two masked men entered next, grabbing her roughly by the arms and hauling her to her feet. Her legs trembled, barely able to support her weight. Each step was agony, but she refused to show weakness. They dragged her down the long, dark corridor until they reached a large chamber.

Tobi stood in the center, his masked face unreadable. His posture was relaxed, almost amused.

"Ah, Konan," he greeted her, his voice laced with mockery. "Did my men treat you well? Were they generous?"

Konan glared at him, her blue eyes burning with silent fury.

Tobi chuckled and stepped closer, tilting his head. "You don't look grateful. After all, you killed two of my men after they entertained you. That wasn't very nice of you."

Her breath was steady, controlled. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her break.

Tobi sighed dramatically. "Nothing to say? How disappointing."

Without warning, he lashed out with a whip, the sharp crack echoing through the chamber. The leather struck across her back, pain searing through her already broken body. She gasped but refused to cry out.

Tobi leaned down, his voice a whisper of malice. "Say it, Konan. Tell me—what did you gain from defying me?"

Konan clenched her fists, swallowing her pain.

The whip struck again, harder this time.

"Say it!" Tobi commanded.

Konan closed her eyes for a brief moment before finally whispering, "Nothing..."

Tobi let out a satisfied hum. "That's right. You gained nothing but suffering." He crouched beside her, his masked face mere inches from hers. "You were once a powerful woman. Now? You're nothing more than a broken tool."

Konan refused to look at him.

Tobi straightened, turning to Zetsu. "Get her some food. She'll need her strength. We have more... lessons to teach her."

As she lay on the cold floor, Konan bit down on her lip, blood pooling in her mouth. She wouldn't let them break her. No matter what, she would survive. And one day, she would make them pay.

In the grand lounge of the palace, the atmosphere was relaxed yet filled with playful tension. Naruto, Ino, Saruyo, and Sakura were seated comfortably, while Hinata, Tsunade, and Mei observed the conversation from their seats. The city lights of Konoha gleamed through the large windows, adding an air of elegance to the gathering.

The grand hall of the mansion was filled with a relaxed yet lively atmosphere. Naruto sat on the couch, flanked by Saruyo and Ino, while Sakura lounged comfortably nearby. Across from them, Hinata, Tsunade, and Mei watched the conversation unfold, each with their own expressions of amusement.

Ino stretched her arms above her head and smirked. "You know, I think I'm just like a famous actress. I'm hot, confident, and absolutely irresistible!"

Saruyo raised an eyebrow, her usual cold demeanor unwavering. "You're an idiot."

Ino gasped dramatically. "Hey! I was just saying the truth. I mean, look at me!" She turned to Naruto, winking. "Right, Naruto-kun?"

Naruto chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Uh… sure?"

Sakura leaned in, curious. "And what about me? Who do I resemble?"

Ino tapped her chin in thought before grinning. "Oh, that's easy. You're like someone with a small chest but a… well-balanced backside."

Sakura crossed her arms, feigning offense. "Hey! My size is perfectly fine!"

Hinata, who had been silently listening, shifted uncomfortably as Ino's gaze turned toward her. Before she could react, Ino smirked. "And you, Hinata… you're the hidden gem. Soft, curvy, and way too modest about it."

Saruyo sighed, shaking her head. "You're a real pervert."

Ino only giggled, then turned her gaze toward Hinata, eyeing her like a predator eyeing prey. Hinata, sensing something, tensed and blushed harder.

Ino thought to herself, Hinata is insanely hot. She has a chest as big as mine, maybe even bigger, but she hides it under those loose clothes. And she's so shy… Naruto was shy at first, too. What if I turned her into a pervert just like me? Just like my darling?

She looked back at Naruto and whispered something into his ear. Saruyo, sensing trouble, immediately shot her a glare. "No."

Sakura, on the other hand, smirked. "Actually, that sounds like a great idea."

Tsunade sighed and shook her head. "Kids. Just kids."

Mei simply chuckled again. "Let them play."

Ino leaned back, arms crossed, looking satisfied. "Naruto-kun…" she cooed.

Naruto swallowed nervously. "Y-Yeah?"

Ino smirked. "All the girls here have big chests… except Sakura's is average, but her ass is incredible."

Naruto nearly choked on his own breath, his face turning a shade of crimson as the girls around him either glared, smirked, or blushed in response.

Tsunade, amused but exasperated, just sighed. "This is getting ridiculous."

Ino grabbed Hinata's wrist with a mischievous grin. "Come on, let's make you a little bolder."

Hinata's face turned red as she stammered, "B-But… I don't think—"

"Oh, hush," Ino smirked. She turned to Sakura, Naruto, Tsunade, and Mei. "What do you guys think? Maybe we'll turn her into a total slut just like me?"

Hinata gasped, covering her face. "I-Ino!"

Tsunade chuckled from her seat. "You really are shameless."

"She is," Saruyo muttered, arms crossed.

"Shut up, idiot," Ino shot back before pulling Hinata toward the room.

Sakura and Naruto followed, grinning as they grabbed the blushing girl's arms.

Saruyo sighed. "This is madness."

Tsunade laughed and said, "Don't worry about it, Saruyo, my chest is very full, so I need to empty it."

Saruyo stiffened. "W-What?"

Mei burst out laughing, "I can't believe it! Does the cold, untouchable Saruyu Uchiha really enjoy breastfeeding?!"

Saruyo clenched her jaw, her face barely showing emotion, but the faintest hint of pink betrayed her embarrassment. "...Fine."

Mei kept laughing as Tsunade smirked, patting her lap. "Come on, then."

Meanwhile, inside the room, Ino wasted no time. She pulled Hinata close and ran her fingers over the buttons of her blouse. "Alright, let's get you into something hot."

Hinata turned bright red. "W-Wait! I can undress myself!"

But Ino wasn't having it. She unbuttoned Hinata's top, revealing the lacy bra underneath.

Sakura whistled. "Damn, Hinata… I knew you were hiding something under those baggy clothes, but this?"

Ino grinned. "Oh, yeah. These are huge. You could compete with Tsunade and Mei."

Naruto's eyes widened as he scratched his cheek. "Wow, Hinata… I never noticed before."

Hinata covered herself, trembling. "D-Don't look!"

Ino chuckled, pulling out a daring outfit. "Let's see… something bold."

Sakura helped, holding up a short, tight black dress with an open chest design. "This one. It'll make her look drop-dead gorgeous."

Naruto, still slightly restricted from his injured arm, leaned against the wall. "Sounds good to me."

Hinata, still blushing furiously, reluctantly let them dress her. The dress clung to her curves, highlighting her incredible figure. The deep neckline left little to the imagination, and the short skirt barely covered her thighs.

Ino grinned in satisfaction. "Oh, yeah. You look amazing. Naruto, what do you think?"

Naruto walked over, looking at Hinata for a moment before grabbing her chin. Without hesitation, he leaned in and kissed her hard.

Hinata let out a surprised gasp, her knees going weak.

"Time to transform you completely," Naruto smirked.

Ino giggled. "That's my Naruto-kun!"

The three of them got dressed as well—Ino in a tight, low-cut crop top with matching shorts, Sakura in a sleek red dress that hugged her body, and Naruto in a stylish suit that enhanced his sharp, masculine charm.

Once they were ready, Ino peered through a small crack in the door and gasped before grabbing her phone. "Oh… this is golden."

Naruto raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

Ino smirked as she snapped a picture. "Saruyo. Breastfeeding from Tsunade."

Sakura's jaw dropped. "No way!"

Ino grinned. "Oh, this is gonna be fun."

She turned back to the others. "Alright! Time to go."

Naruto chuckled, shaking his head. "You really are the energy of this palace, you know that?"

Ino blushed for the first time, biting her lip. "...Damn it, Naruto-kun." She suddenly hugged him tightly, pressing against him. "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!"

She kissed him hard before pulling back with a smirk. "Now let's go make some trouble.

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The room was quiet, the soft glow of the evening light filtering through the curtains. Saruyo sat still, her usually icy demeanor strangely absent. Instead, she was resting against Tsunade's chest, her head slightly tilted down, her dark lashes lowered as she nursed in silence.

Tsunade held her close, her fingers gently stroking Saruyo's soft, raven-black hair. It was rare—*impossible*, even—to see Saruyo like this. The infamous *Ice Queen* of Konoha City, cold and untouchable, always composed and distant. And yet, here she was, curled up against her, allowing herself to indulge in something *deeply* intimate.

Tsunade exhaled slowly, a small smile tugging at her lips. *She's just like a kitten when she lets her guard down.* It wasn't often she got to see this side of Saruyo, but when she did, it filled her with an unfamiliar warmth—something almost maternal.

Mei, on the other hand, was *staring*. Then, after a long moment, she burst into laughter.

"Oh. My. God." Mei clutched her stomach. "This is *golden*."

Saruyo's body tensed instantly, but she didn't pull away. She simply exhaled through her nose, her usual cold mask slipping back into place as she muttered, "Shut up."

Mei smirked. "You—Saruyo Uchiha—the most *unshakable*, *emotionless*, and *badass* girl in this entire damn city… are literally nursing like a baby."

Saruyo's fingers curled slightly, gripping the fabric of Tsunade's shirt. She *hated* being exposed like this.

Tsunade shot Mei a lazy look. "Relax. You wouldn't understand."

Mei rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. *This*? I have never seen anything funnier." She leaned in, her amber eyes gleaming mischievously. "What's wrong, Saruyo? Do you *like* this or something?"

Saruyo finally lifted her gaze, her onyx eyes sharp and unreadable. "Tch."

Mei grinned. "Oh, wow. You *do* like it."

Saruyo stayed silent. She wouldn't admit it—not now, not ever—but there was something *comforting* about this. A strange, unfamiliar warmth that settled in her chest. It was the same feeling she got when Naruto or Ino did this, but unlike them, Tsunade's presence carried something different—something stronger. It was grounding. Secure.

She had spent her whole life acting like she didn't need anyone. She had *trained* herself to be cold, untouchable, unreadable. And yet, sitting here, resting against Tsunade's warmth, she felt something she had never let herself acknowledge.

She felt *safe*.

Tsunade, as if reading her thoughts, smirked slightly. "It's fine, you know. No one's judging you."

Mei snorted. "I *am*."

Saruyo shot her a glare. "Idiot."

Just then—

*Knock. Knock.*

Saruyo's entire body tensed. In a single fluid motion, she *immediately* pulled away from Tsunade's lap, standing up as if nothing had happened. Her expression was back to its usual blank stare, her movements sharp and precise.

Tsunade chuckled. "Wow. Didn't know you could move that fast."

Saruyo adjusted her shirt, jaw clenched. "Tch."

Tsunade sighed, looking down at her now slightly disheveled top. "Well, now I have to fix this."

Mei smirked. "Damn. You should've let me take a picture."

Saruyo shot her a death glare. "Try it, and I'll break your fingers."

Before Mei could tease her any further, the door creaked open.

And there, standing in the doorway—

Hinata.

Standing at the doorway was Hinata, stepping out in the boldest dress she had ever worn. It hugged her curves perfectly, accentuating her small waist and drawing attention to her impossibly large chest. The deep neckline left very little to the imagination, while the short hemline exposed her creamy thighs.

Behind her, Ino strutted forward in a dazzling, figure-hugging dress, her confidence radiating from every step.

Naruto followed, dressed in a sleek black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his toned arms and bandaged wrist from his injury. His stylish, slightly messy hair only enhanced his already sharp features. Despite his masculine build, there was still a soft charm to his face that made him dangerously attractive.

And then—Sakura.

Her dress was a deep crimson, the fabric clinging to her curves. Though her chest was more modest compared to the others, her hips and backside were nothing short of breathtaking. The tight material accentuated her perfectly shaped figure, leaving little room for doubt—Sakura had a body that could turn heads instantly.

Mei let out an appreciative whistle. "Wow… not bad at all."

Hinata, however, turned a deep shade of red. "I-I can't… go out like this…"

"Oh, stop it!" Ino grinned, grabbing her arm. "You look hot."

Naruto smirked. "Yeah, it'll be fun."

Sakura crossed her arms. "Mmhmm. Besides, it's not like any of us are innocent here."

Saruyo watched the scene with her usual unimpressed look before sighing. "Perverts."

Ino grinned mischievously. "Oh, come on, Saruyo. Aren't we all? Right, Naruto-kun?"

Saruyo rolled her eyes but took a step forward. "I'm coming with you. Someone needs to make sure you don't do anything too stupid."

Ino winked. "Fine by me, Ice Queen."

A few moments later, Saruyo returned, now dressed in an outfit that made even Mei raise an eyebrow.

Saruyo rarely showed skin, but when she did—it was devastating.

Her black off-the-shoulder dress fit her like a glove, elegant yet dangerously alluring. The slit running up the side revealed her long, flawless legs, and the way she walked—confident, slow, calculated—was enough to make anyone's heart race.

As she approached, she glanced at Naruto with her usual calm expression. "How do I look?"

Naruto looked her up and down before smirking. "Perfect. As usual."

Saruyo gave a small, satisfied smile. "Hmph."

"Alright, let's get moving," Ino said excitedly.

Tsunade leaned back, arms crossed. "Listen up, don't get into trouble."

Mei smirked. "No, do get into trouble."

Sakura grinned. "Oh, we will."

As they stepped out, Naruto pulled Hinata closer, placing a quick kiss on her lips. "You'll be fine."

Hinata's entire face turned red. "U-uh…!"

Ino laughed. "Let's go, let's go!"

Saruyo sighed. "You're all ridiculous."

Ino smirked. "You love it."

And with that, their wild night began.

The air in the flower shop was filled with the scent of fresh blooms, a mix of roses, lilies, and exotic orchids arranged neatly in colorful displays. Ino, ever the expert, walked past the shelves with her hands brushing against the petals as she began her impromptu lesson.

"This is a bluebell," Ino said, holding up a delicate flower. "It symbolizes gratitude and humility. A perfect gift for someone who always puts others before themselves."

She turned and picked up another one, her voice carrying an air of confidence. "And this is a white camellia. It means admiration and perfection. A beautiful choice for someone you deeply respect."

Naruto, watching Ino's enthusiasm, smiled slightly. "You really love flowers, huh?"

Ino grinned. "Of course! Ever since I was a kid, I've known all about them. I grew up around this shop—every flower has a meaning, a purpose."

Sakura nodded in agreement. "Yeah, she used to challenge me all the time, testing how much I remembered."

Hinata, standing nearby, gave a small, shy smile. "That's amazing, Ino."

Ino turned her attention to Hinata with a playful smirk. "Speaking of amazing, Hinata, what do you think of that bold outfit I gave you?"

Hinata's face instantly turned red. She instinctively crossed her arms, trying to conceal her ample chest, the snug fit of her clothes leaving little to the imagination.

"I-Ino!" she stammered.

Ino chuckled. "You look stunning. Don't you think so, Saruyo?"

Saruyo, as cold as ever, barely spared a glance before responding flatly, "I don't care."

Ino, however, wasn't done causing trouble. She leaned closer to Sakura, lowering her voice just enough for only her to hear. "You know… Saruyo has a weird attachment to certain things. I heard she used to—" she smirked, pausing for effect, "—drink milk directly from Lady Tsunade before she came here."

Sakura's eyes widened. "No way…"

Ino grinned and pulled out her phone. "I even have proof."

Sakura gasped. "That's crazy."

Saruyo, unfazed, merely rolled her eyes. "Hn."

As the conversation continued, Ino's eyes wandered toward the counter, where her mother was handling a few flower arrangements. But instead of focusing on the flowers, her gaze flickered between her mother and Naruto, a mischievous idea forming in her mind.

She smirked to herself. This could be interesting.

With that thought, she turned to her mother. "Mom, I need you for a second."

Her mother raised a brow but followed her daughter into the back room, closing the door behind them.

Back outside, Sakura exhaled. "Don't tell me…"

Saruyo, as sharp as ever, crossed her arms. "She's planning something twisted."

Hinata's blush deepened, while Sakura groaned. "Knowing Ino, she's probably thinking about…" She hesitated before adding in a whisper, "...setting her mom up with Naruto."

Saruyo, ever the ice queen, smirked slightly. "How considerate."

Hinata fidgeted. "B-but… Naruto is attractive."

Sakura sighed. "Yeah, I know."

In the back room…

Ino leaned against the door, arms crossed as she looked at her mother. "So… what do you think of Naruto?"

Her mother blinked, a bit caught off guard. "He's… handsome, I suppose. He has a strong presence."

Ino's grin widened. "I thought so. But did you notice something else?"

Her mother hesitated. "Like what?"

Ino leaned in. "He's big. And I mean… very big."

Her mother's eyes narrowed. "Ino…"

"I'm serious," Ino said with a knowing smirk. "I've seen it."

Her mother scoffed. "You're exaggerating."

Ino shook her head. "Nope. Twenty-five centimeters."

Silence.

Her mother's lips parted slightly in disbelief. "That's… impossible."

Ino tilted her head, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "You don't believe me? Well… what if you found out for yourself?"

"Ino!"

"What?" Ino shrugged. "Mom, you're still in your late thirties. It's not like you're ancient. And let's be real… when was the last time you had a little fun?"

Her mother turned red. "T-That's not appropriate—"

"Oh, please." Ino waved her off. "It's been years. And you deserve to feel good. You always work so hard, taking care of the shop, taking care of everything—don't you think it's time someone took care of you?"

Her mother hesitated.

Ino stepped closer, lowering her voice. "Just think about it. I'll set everything up. You just have to enjoy yourself."

Her mother swallowed, clearly flustered, but after a long pause… she gave a small nod.

Ino's grin widened. "Perfect."

The tension in the air was thick as Ino practically skipped toward Naruto, her expression playful yet filled with a strange determination.

"Naruto-kun! Naruto-kun!" she called, her voice sugary sweet as she wrapped her arms around his.

Naruto blinked at her sudden enthusiasm. "What's up, Ino?"

Ino tilted her head, her blue eyes shimmering mischievously. "I need a favor."

Naruto narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "A favor?"

She pouted. "Don't look at me like that! It's something important."

"What is it?"

Ino leaned in closer, pressing her body lightly against him as she whispered, "It's about my mom."

Naruto stiffened. "Your mom?"

Ino nodded, her expression completely serious. "She's been… tense lately. Stressed. And I need you to help her relax."

Naruto took a step back. "Wait, wait—what exactly are you asking me to do?"

Ino smirked. "Exactly what it sounds like. She's waiting for you upstairs."

Naruto nearly choked. "WHAT?!"

Before he could say anything else, Sakura, who had been listening nearby, stepped forward, her jaw hanging open. "Ino, what the hell are you telling him?!"

Ino waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, don't worry about it! It's just something small before we continue our trip."

Saruyo's cold voice cut in. "Something small?" She crossed her arms. "You planned this."

Ino turned to her with a knowing smirk. "You caught on quick, huh?"

Saruyo narrowed her eyes. "You're insane."

Ino chuckled. "Not insane. Creative."

Hinata, completely red in the face, hid behind her hands. "I-I-Ino…"

Sakura clenched her fists. "You're seriously letting Naruto—"

Ino shrugged. "Of course. He's my boyfriend." She flipped her hair, then smirked at Saruyo. "And you might be his first girlfriend, but I'm the one who knows how to have fun."

Saruyo's expression didn't change, but a sharp glint flickered in her eyes. "You're not just insane—you're psychotic."

Ino gasped dramatically. "Oh my god, did you just call me crazy?!" She stepped forward, pressing her chest against Saruyo's as they locked eyes, tension crackling between them.

"You are crazy," Saruyo repeated icily.

Ino smirked. "Say that again."

Saruyo didn't hesitate. "You're crazy."

Their foreheads nearly touched, the weight of their rivalry pressing down on the room. Sakura sighed, watching their intense stare-down, before mumbling to herself, "Everyone here has a huge chest except me… but at least my ass is amazing."

Meanwhile, upstairs…

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The dim light in the room cast soft shadows over the elegantly decorated space. Ino's mother stood in front of her mirror, adjusting the strap of her **deep red silk dress**, the fabric hugging her curves in all the right places.

Her fingers traced down the front of her dress, lingering for a moment before she let out a deep breath.

"**I can't believe I'm doing this…**" she murmured to herself.

A sudden knock on the door made her jump slightly. Her heart pounded as she turned toward it, hesitating.

"Come in," she called softly.

The door creaked open, and Naruto stepped inside.

The moment his eyes landed on her, he **froze**.

His gaze traveled over her, taking in the way the silky material clung to her curves, the way her blonde hair cascaded over her bare shoulders. She looked **stunning**—no, **dangerous**.

Ino's mother smirked, shifting her weight onto one hip. "Well? Do you like what you see?"

Naruto gulped, rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh… wow." He chuckled nervously. "Now I see where Ino gets her figure from."

A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she stepped closer, the scent of her perfume surrounding him. "Flatterer," she murmured.

Naruto swallowed hard. "I… wasn't expecting this."

Her eyes glimmered with something unreadable. "Neither was I."

There was a **heavy silence** between them, thick with unspoken words.

Then, without warning, she closed the distance and **lifted her hand to his face**, fingers tracing his jawline.

Naruto stiffened. "I-Ino's mom, I—"

"Shh…" she whispered. "Call me by my name."

He hesitated. "Yoshino…"

A slow smile curved her lips. "That's better."

Before he could think, she leaned in, her warm breath fanning against his lips. Then, with deliberate slowness, she **pressed her mouth against his**.

Naruto's eyes widened, but the moment her lips moved against his—**soft, warm, demanding**—he found himself **melting into it**.

Her hands slid up his chest, fingers grazing over the muscles beneath his shirt. Naruto's own hands twitched at his sides before **instinct took over**, and he found himself **gripping her waist**, pulling her against him.

The kiss **deepened**. Her lips parted slightly, inviting him in, and without thinking, Naruto responded, **tilting his head and meeting her intensity**.

A small gasp escaped her when his fingers dug into her hips. Encouraged, Naruto let his hands roam, tracing the curve of her lower back.

"**You're… bold,**" she murmured against his lips.

Naruto let out a breathy chuckle. "You started it."

She smirked, her hands sliding up to tangle in his hair. "Then let's see how far you'll go."

She **kissed him again**, harder this time, her body pressing fully against his. Naruto felt heat coil in his stomach as she moved her hands **slowly** over his shoulders, then down his chest, taking her time exploring him.

Meanwhile, at the Mayor's Mansion…

Tsunade and Mei sat across from each other in the grand lounge, their conversation hushed but serious.

"So, Tobi has a new ally," Mei muttered, her green eyes narrowing. "That woman—Konan, right?"

Tsunade nodded. "Yes. He's planning to use her, manipulate her… and we need to keep an eye on their movements."

As they spoke, a knock echoed through the grand hall.

Mei got up, walking toward the door. When she opened it, her eyes widened slightly in surprise.

A tall, dark-haired woman stood there, her red eyes sharp and calculating.

"Kurenai…" Mei murmured, recognizing her instantly.

The woman smirked. "It's been a while."

Ino was at the flower shop with the other girls, arranging bouquets while lost in her own thoughts. "Are they done yet?" she wondered, tapping her fingers on the counter. Just then, she saw her boyfriend walking into the shop, looking slightly disheveled. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she rushed toward him.

"Baby, did you do it?" she asked, her voice dripping with curiosity.

Naruto smirked and nodded. "Yeah."

Without hesitation, Ino threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body close to his. "You absolute beast," she whispered before kissing him deeply. Her fingers tangled in his hair as she clung to him, savoring the moment.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Ino's mother lay on the bed, completely exhausted, her skin glistening from the aftermath of their encounter. She ran a hand through her tousled hair and let out a deep breath. "That was the best experience of my life," she murmured, still feeling the lingering heat. "That boy is something else… I need a shower."

Back outside, Ino turned to Sakura. "Wait for me, I just need to say goodbye to my mom before we leave."

Saruyo folded her arms and smirked. "Hurry up, you pervert."

Hinata giggled while Sakura just sighed. "Fine, just don't take too long."

After freshening up, Ino's mother stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her damp body. Ino entered the room and immediately noticed how drained her mother looked. A mischievous grin played on her lips. "Mom, you look exhausted."

Her mother chuckled, sitting on the bed. "Naruto really is a beast… and just as you said, he's… well-equipped. Twenty-five centimeters, exactly as you described. And he's obsessed with—"

Ino's eyes widened. "Wait… he did that with Sakura, not me!"

Her mother smirked knowingly. "Well, he definitely tested me… I'm completely drained. I need to sleep now. But… thank you, Ino. I had a great time."

Ino hugged her mother. "Anytime, Mom."

Meanwhile, in the mayor's mansion, Mei sat comfortably in a lavish chair, sipping her wine. Across from her, Tsunade—the city's mayor—was engaged in conversation with Kurenai, who swirled her drink in her glass before taking a slow sip.

"How have you been, Kurenai?" Tsunade asked with a smirk.

"I'm doing well," Kurenai replied, her crimson eyes gleaming. "Actually… I heard you found yourself a boy toy."

Tsunade laughed. "Oh, you mean my lover? Mei and I share him… along with four other girls."

Kurenai raised an eyebrow. "How does he handle all of you?"

Mei leaned in with a teasing smile. "Let's just say… I'm still a virgin, but I plan to give my gift soon. Tsunade, on the other hand…" she trailed off, shooting a glance at the older woman.

Tsunade smirked. "Let's just say he's got a monster on him. Twenty-five centimeters, to be exact."

Mei chuckled. "Quite the stallion."

Kurenai swirled her drink again. "I see…"

Mei's eyes glimmered with curiosity. "What about you and your husband?"

Kurenai's expression darkened slightly, the amusement in her eyes fading. "I divorced him."

Mei tilted her head. "Oh? Why?"

"He was an idiot. Wasted all his money on cigarettes and booze, never paid attention to me… so I left."

Tsunade leaned back, her gaze slowly trailing over Kurenai's body—her flawless curves, her toned thighs, and her impressive chest. "I see…"

Mei caught the look and smirked. "Don't tell me you're thinking what I think you are."

Tsunade's lips curled into a grin. "It would be exciting."

Mei turned to Kurenai with a playful smirk. "How about it? Why not become our lover's seventh mistress?"

The bustling streets of Konoha City were alive with energy as Ino walked alongside the girls, chatting excitedly about the latest fashion trends.

"I'm telling you, purple is totally in this season," she said, twirling a strand of her blonde hair. "It adds a touch of elegance but still makes you look bold. Right, Naruto?"

Before Naruto could answer, he suddenly sneezed.

"Bless you!" Ino, Hinata, Saruyo, and Sakura said in unison.

Naruto rubbed his nose and chuckled. "Thanks. Feels like someone's talking about me."

Ino smirked. "Maybe someone is talking about you, Naruto-kun."

The girls exchanged knowing glances before laughing, while Naruto scratched his head in confusion.

Meanwhile, at the Mayor's Mansion…

The atmosphere in the luxurious mansion was thick with silence. Mei sat elegantly on the plush couch, crossing her legs as she observed Kurenai, who seemed deep in thought.

"So, what do you think?" Mei asked, her voice carrying a teasing edge.

Kurenai narrowed her eyes. "You want me to be… the seventh lover?"

Tsunade took a sip of her wine and nodded. "Well, you're single now, and honestly, wasting a body like yours without any fun would be a real shame."

Mei smirked. "Not to mention, you do have an amazing figure, just like us. You'd enjoy yourself."

Kurenai sighed, crossing her arms. "I'm not just some woman looking for entertainment."

Tsunade leaned forward with a knowing look. "I understand. But trust me, you'd like him. He's not some random guy—he's got the stamina and passion to back it up."

Kurenai raised an eyebrow. "He's nineteen. You're telling me you want me to be with a teenager?"

Tsunade chuckled. "He may be young, but he's far from inexperienced. The boy is a beast in the bedroom."

Mei pulled out her phone with a playful grin. "I haven't been with him myself, but I have seen proof. Want to take a look?"

Before Kurenai could protest, Mei tapped her screen and turned it toward her.

The moment Kurenai's eyes landed on the image, her entire body tensed.

"What…?" Her breath caught in her throat. Her eyes widened in disbelief. "This… This is *impossible*."

On the screen was Naruto, standing tall, his golden hair slightly messy, his expression confident, but that wasn't what had left her speechless.

The sheer *size* of him.

Mei grinned. "Impressive, isn't it?"

Kurenai swallowed hard, her cheeks tinged pink. "There's no way… This isn't real."

Tsunade leaned back, smirking. "Oh, it's real. And trust me, he knows *exactly* how to use it."

Kurenai's mind was spinning. She had expected some kind of exaggeration, but this was beyond anything she could have imagined.

Mei, sensing her hesitation, decided to push further. She swiped to another picture—this time, the focus wasn't just on Naruto but on the women surrounding him.

Kurenai's sharp eyes immediately locked onto two of them.

One had striking blonde hair, a body sculpted to perfection. Her curves were nothing short of mesmerizing, her waist slim, her hips smooth and full. Her chest, while generous, wasn't overwhelming, but it complemented her seductive aura perfectly. Ino. The girl was effortlessly *stunning*.

But then, her gaze shifted.

And she saw *her*.

Saruyo.

Kurenai exhaled, almost instinctively leaning closer. If Ino was breathtaking, then Saruyo was something else entirely.

Cold. Enigmatic. Dangerous.

Her body was sculpted like a masterpiece—lean yet impossibly curvy in all the right ways. There was an intensity to her presence, something sharp and untouchable, yet utterly *irresistible*. Her expression remained unreadable, but her allure was undeniable. Even through the screen, Kurenai could *feel* it.

Mei watched her reaction with a knowing smile. "Now do you understand?"

Kurenai tore her gaze away from the screen, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts.

She had always prided herself on her discipline, her control—but right now, something inside her was stirring, something she hadn't felt in a long time. Mei's smirk widened. "That's all we needed to hear."

🔥 Mei smirked. "I know, right?"

Kurenai shifted in her seat, feeling a strange tension build inside her. "You two are really pushing for this, huh?"

Tsunade leaned back, a playful smirk on her lips. "Let's just say… if you decide to try, you won't regret it."

Kurenai exhaled sharply. "I'll stay for a few days and see if I even like him as a person. If I do… maybe I'll consider it."

Mei clapped her hands together. "Perfect. We have an agreement."

Mei leaned back against the velvet couch, her emerald eyes glinting with excitement as she turned to Tsunade.

"Kurenai, did you know that Naruto is going to the doctor today with the girls?" she asked, a teasing lilt in her voice.

Kurenai raised an eyebrow. "And?"

Mei smirked. "If his hand is fully healed… I'm giving him my virginity tonight."

Silence.

Kurenai's crimson eyes widened slightly, though she quickly masked her reaction.

Tsunade chuckled. "Oh, I already know. And let me guess, you want that room set up?"

Mei nodded, standing up and stretching, her ample chest pressing against the fabric of her robe. "Yes. That room. The one with the cameras. Make sure they're on."

Tsunade burst into laughter. "You really are something, Mei."

Mei smirked as she turned away, heading toward the grand bathroom. "Of course, I am. This is my first time—I want every second of it recorded."

Kurenai exhaled sharply, shaking her head. "You're unbelievable."

Mei's voice was smooth, dripping with confidence. "Just wait. You'll understand soon enough."

With that, she stepped inside, locking the door behind her.

The luxurious bathroom was dimly lit, steam already rising as she turned the shower on. As Mei slowly undid the knot of her robe, the fabric slipped from her shoulders, pooling at her feet.

Her ample curves were fully exposed, her full chest bouncing slightly as she removed her bra. She ran a hand over her bare skin, smirking at her reflection in the mirror.

"So, it's finally happening…" she whispered to herself.

Water cascaded down her body as she stepped into the shower, her long auburn hair sticking to her back. She closed her eyes, the warm sensation sending shivers down her spine.

"Tonight, Naruto," she murmured, a smirk playing at her lips. "I hope you're ready."

Meanwhile, at the clinic, Naruto sat on the examination table, his arm stretched out as the doctor unwrapped the bandages.

"So, you're the one who got shot?" the doctor asked, inspecting the wound.

Naruto nodded. "Yeah. I just want to make sure it's completely healed."

Ino, standing beside him, pouted. "Be gentle with him, Doctor."

Saruyo scoffed, arms crossed. "Pathetic."

Ino shot her a glare. "Shut up, Ice Queen."

Hinata giggled softly while Sakura smirked. "I remember Mei saying she had something planned for him if his arm healed."

Ino rolled her eyes. "Ugh, I hate that woman."

Saruyo smirked. "Because she calls you what you are? A slut?"

Ino gasped, her blue eyes burning with rage. "You—!"

Before she could retaliate, the doctor interrupted.

"Your arm is fully healed," he announced.

Ino immediately brightened, throwing her arms around Naruto. "That's amazing, baby!"

The doctor removed the last of the bandages. "No need for these anymore. Just be careful next time."

Naruto exhaled, flexing his fingers. "I will."

But in his mind, he knew the battles ahead would only get tougher.

Tracking down Tobi—the rogue Akatsuki member—was going to take everything he had.

For now, though, that could wait.

Ino grinned. "We should celebrate!"

Sakura smirked. "I don't think we'll get the chance. Mei has already planned her celebration for him."

Ino huffed. "I don't care!"

Suddenly, Saruyo took Naruto's hand, her cold fingers tracing his skin. Her dark eyes met his, intense and unreadable.

"Be careful next time, idiot," she murmured, a rare smile gracing her lips.

Naruto felt his heartbeat spike. Saruyo's beauty was unreal—her dark hair cascading down her back, her piercing gaze, the way her body moved with effortless grace.

Before he could react, she leaned in, pressing a soft yet possessive kiss against his lips.

Naruto turned bright red.

Ino smirked. "Tch. No way I'm letting her have all the fun."

She pulled him into a deep kiss of her own, running her hands down his chest.

Then Hinata leaned in, kissing him gently, her warm breath tickling his skin.

Sakura smirked, pressing herself close, grabbing his collar, and crashing her lips against his.

As she pulled back, Naruto found himself breathless.

Sakura grinned, pressing a hand against her hip. "You always grab my ass when we kiss, huh?"

Naruto blinked. His hand was firmly gripping her round, curvy backside.

Ino laughed. "Some things never change."

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of golden light reflecting off the luxurious furniture. Mei sat on the edge of the grand bed, adjusting the silky fabric of her outfit—deliberately chosen to be bold. The deep cut of her dress revealed just enough to tease, her long, wavy brown hair cascading over her bare shoulders. She took a deep breath, glancing at the discreetly placed cameras. Everything was set.

A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, her lips curving into a confident smile.

The door swung open, and Ino and Saruyo walked in, each holding Naruto by the hand. His golden hair framed his slightly flushed face as he looked around, confused.

"Ino, Saruyo," Tsunade's voice interrupted, standing with her arms crossed. "Naruto is healed now?"

Ino grinned, pulling Naruto close and pressing his hand between her chest. "Completely! My love is back to full strength!" she teased.

Tsunade chuckled before leaning in to kiss Naruto firmly, making him stiffen in surprise. Meanwhile, Hinata and Sakura entered, their eyes immediately falling on Mei, who sat elegantly on the bed.

Sakura narrowed her gaze. "Who is she?"

Mei smirked. "I'm Mei, a friend of Tsunade's. I used to be a high-ranking official in the city, but now I run my own fashion business."

Ino crossed her arms. "Are you staying here?"

Kurenai, who had remained silent, finally stepped forward. She had been observing Naruto closely—the boy was undeniably beautiful, his long golden locks framing his face perfectly, his delicate yet confident demeanor intriguing. However, her gaze kept flickering to something else—the image she had seen earlier on Mei's phone. A flush crept up her neck.

Naruto raised an eyebrow. "Uh… miss, you've been shaking my hand for a while now…"

Kurenai gasped, pulling her hand away quickly. "S-Sorry!"

Saruyo, always observant, watched the interaction closely. Her dark eyes flickered with something unreadable. "Another one," she thought to herself, glancing at Ino, who had already sensed it too.

"Ino," Saruyo muttered with an icy smirk. "Another rival for you?"

Ino scoffed. "Great. Another woman after my man. As if Mei wasn't enough."

Hinata fidgeted beside them, whispering, "I can't believe it… another one?"

Sakura pouted slightly, arms crossed as she muttered, "She does have… well… big assets."

Naruto, oblivious to the silent battle happening between the women, rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh… so what's going on exactly?"

Tsunade stepped forward. "Not tonight, Ino," she said, stopping the blonde from dragging Naruto away.

Ino frowned. "Why not?"

Tsunade smirked. "Because tonight… he belongs to Mei."

Ino's face twisted in frustration. "What? No way! Naruto is mine too!"

Saruyo, ever the instigator, leaned in slightly. "It's only fair," she said smoothly. "Mei is giving him something special tonight."

Ino turned on her. "You little—"

Before the argument could escalate, Tsunade stepped between them. "Enough. Let Naruto go."

"Enough. Sit down, Ino," Tsunade ordered, her voice leaving no room for argument.

Still fuming, Ino reluctantly obeyed, plopping onto the plush couch. But her frustration was evident—her breathing heavy, her hands clenched into fists.

Tsunade observed her for a moment, then sighed. "I know how to calm you down."

Before Ino could question her, Tsunade sat beside her, pulling her close. In one swift motion, she unfastened the front of her top, letting her enormous chest spill out freely.

Ino's eyes widened slightly, but before she could react, Tsunade guided her head forward. "Drink."

Ino hesitated, but the moment her lips met Tsunade's soft skin, the warmth and comfort overwhelmed her. She let out a quiet breath before opening her mouth and latching on, sucking gently.

Sakura, watching the scene, felt a strange heat rise in her cheeks. She shifted uncomfortably before mumbling, "I… I want some too."

Tsunade chuckled, her tone rich with amusement. "Come here then, Sakura."

Sakura hesitated for only a moment before sitting on the other side, her own lips closing around Tsunade's other breast. The feeling was strange—comforting yet intimate in a way she hadn't expected.

Ino, now more relaxed, let out a soft moan of satisfaction. "Mmm… it's so warm… and sweet."

Sakura hummed in agreement, her cheeks slightly flushed. "I didn't think it would taste this good."

Saruyo, watching from the side, narrowed her eyes, her arms still crossed. "You two really have no shame," she muttered.

Ino pulled away just enough to smirk. "Jealous, Ice Queen?" she teased before going back to suckling.

Saruyo rolled her eyes but clenched her fists, clearly annoyed.

Meanwhile, Naruto, who had been silently witnessing the scene, gulped, his face burning. He turned to leave before things got even more chaotic.

As he reached the staircase leading to Mei's private chamber, he heard Ino's voice one last time:

"Mmm… Naruto-kun, Tsunade's milk is delicious… you should try it sometime."

His foot slipped on the step.

Tsunade laughed.

And Saruyo, for once, had no words.

Naruto stepped into the dimly lit room, his breath hitching the moment his gaze landed on Mei. She stood by the edge of the bed, her long auburn hair cascading down her back, her deep amber eyes locked onto him with an intensity that sent a shiver down his spine. The soft, golden glow of the lamp illuminated her curves, highlighting the way her dress clung to her form.

And then, there was that.

His throat went dry as he took in the sight of her chest—huge. They strained against the fabric of her dress, barely contained, rivaling even Tsunade's infamous figure. The mere comparison made his pulse race. She was stunning, exuding a confidence that left him completely entranced.

Mei took slow, deliberate steps toward him, her hips swaying slightly, knowing exactly the effect she had on him. When she finally closed the distance, she pressed herself against his chest, forcing him back against the wall.

"You're staring," she teased, tilting her head slightly, her lips curling into a smirk.

Naruto swallowed hard. "I—uh, I mean—"

Mei chuckled, clearly enjoying his flustered state. She reached for the hem of his shirt, her fingers brushing against his skin as she lifted it over his head. Naruto felt the cool air against his exposed torso, but all he could focus on was Mei—her scent, her warmth, the way her heavy chest pressed ever so slightly against him as she leaned in.

"You're cute when you're nervous," she murmured before pushing him onto the bed with ease.

Naruto barely had time to react before Mei climbed over him, her presence overwhelming. She traced slow, teasing circles over his chest, her nails grazing his skin just enough to make him shiver.

And then, without warning, she reached behind her back, unhooking her top.

Naruto's breath caught in his throat as her chest sprang free, bouncing slightly from the sudden release. Huge. Soft. Perfect. They were just as large as Tsunade's, if not close to rivaling them, and the sight left him completely speechless. His cheeks burned, and his mind struggled to process anything else.

Mei noticed his reaction and let out a low chuckle. "Like what you see?" she teased, leaning closer until her warmth nearly smothered him.

Naruto's hands twitched at his sides, unsure what to do as Mei suddenly pressed herself against him, trapping him beneath her. And then, he felt it—something warm, soft, and slightly damp brushing against his lips.

"Go on," Mei whispered, her voice velvety and inviting.

Naruto hesitated for only a second before instinct took over. He parted his lips, his breath shaky as he latched onto her. The moment his lips wrapped around her, Mei let out a pleased sigh, cradling his head closer.

"Mmm, good boy," she murmured, stroking his hair as he drank from her.

Naruto could feel the warmth of her skin against his face, the rise and fall of her chest as he suckled gently. The taste was faintly sweet, surprising him, but what caught him off guard the most was the way Mei reacted—her fingers threading through his golden locks, her breathing growing heavier.

"You really are adorable," she whispered, watching him with a mix of amusement and something deeper, something more dangerous.

Naruto, lost in the moment, closed his eyes and let himself fall into the sensation, unaware of just how much this night was about to change things between them.

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