"So, what'ya got for the Misses?"
Negato stretched, yawning as he excreted the stench of exhaustion like a chakra. After a long workday on the railroads, the young man was itching to get back home to see his fiance. He only barely heard the voice calling out to him from the distance, above the hill by the station. He sighed, wiping sweat from his face as proof of his hard labor.
"Oh, nothin' much. Also I've already told you to drop the honorifics, she's neither married to me yet nor in need of you putting her on a pedestal. She's just your old classmate, nothing more."
Mitsuki gleamed at his friend, smirking as the two sat at a nearby ramen shop. "Oh, my bad, ." Unlike the son of the Hokage who was held to a high standard and thus started a career as soon as academy finished, Mitsuki was a tried and true NEET. Whether it was due to laziness, implicit biases against him due to his dad, or some other sort of impediment to employment, Mitsuki spent his infinite free time taking in the genjutsu known as real life.
"Or rather, would you prefer me call you 'senpai'? I can even pitch my voice up for old time's sake and make it all cutesy." Negato groaned, rolling his eyes as he ate the swirly fishcakes that surrounded the hot noods. As a result of some unfortunate upbringing, the Namikaze twins were a year older than many of their peers. This would have been doubledy so for Kushari if the only time their dad decided pulling out was a proper response was for his babygirl to be let off the hook of finishing her shinobi training.
"Just shut up, dude. If anything, you're the one who looks older, with your albino-ass showing all the odd wrinkles from being thousand-years-of-deathed by Kakashi."
Negato continued his onslaught on the second meal of the day, dying of starvation from having been repairing the outdated tracks that have been left there by management for who knows how long. "Fair, fair. Hey, is it really okay that you're out right now paying for my dinner instead of being home with your girl? Or are you just that in love with me, bro." Negato kicked his friend in the shin, causing Mitsuki's body to tense up as if struck by a lightning-style. "Hinada would more likely suspect to be cheating on her with a toad than with your stupid face. Besides, it's fine. She's off with her friends until tonight, and I need to kill some time before I pick up my Valentine's gift to her."
"Surprised how you still choose to celebrate today, given how, y'know..." Negato slammed the table, clanging the porcelain and shifting the soupbowls enough that their meals spilled onto the floor. If it wasn't for it being past the dinner rush there would have been some curious buzz from other patrons at the sudden noise. "Please, I'm eating."
Negato lied. He had finished the meal awhile ago from the hunger. It was good that he did, as his appetite disappeared after his meal partner decided to reference the newsreel of a scandal five years ago on this day: the splitting of Naruto and "Kushinon". It all came as such a shock to the people around the world, having occurred only a month after the landmark peace deals that had codified the mutual trust of all the Lands. Many rumors spread around, ranging anywhere from infidelity to perhaps confirmation of blood relations, but none could be proven nor where addressed by the Namikaze family. The only facts found following this divorce was that Lord Naruto would remain the guardian of their firstborn daughter, Kushari, while Lady Kushinon would have custody of Boruto. Negato, to no one's understanding, was to be the one child given joint custody, and that fact is believed to be the reason that he had ran away from home. The news was so shocking, that few learned about the "fourth" child of the tragic celebrity couple.
"Hey, uh... sorry... On a brighter note, did you hear? Well, you probably have, but it looks like you're going to be an unc- !?"
Negato Namikaze, usually one to kick just hard enough to skirt the line on whether a hit had ill will or not amongst pals, showed pure ill will as he knocked the albino's shin in the exact same spot but significantly harder.
"Yeah, I already knew, now shut up. I'm going." With a calm motion, the 19 year-old runaway wiped his face with the napkin, before putting some of the day's paycheck onto the table for his interrupted meal. He was definitely glad that he wolfed the food down quickly, as the idea of the shinobi with the fox demon having given Negato the honor of being a brotheruncle was not going to sit well in his stomach. Neither had that child in Kushari, who was applauded by the people for having been a sign of the Namikaze's divine gift. To the public, her pregnancy was an amazing virgin birth blessed to the family by the tailed beasts. To Negato, who had dropped contact with that half of the family around that same timeframe, it was a sign of the beast within his monstrous father who spared little time after his long brainwashed breeding princess was a proper adult for him to make her officially a mother of his rapebaby. The first child of Kushari a little over four years ago is on the public records being Kushinon's, which had fueled the scandalous flames of cheating having been involved in the breakup. No one could have possible considered the possibility that the Grand Executive idiotically impregnated his 15 year old daughter and was forced to bullshit his way out of that mess. That said, Negato knew the people were half right about Kushari's daughter having been a key part in the sudden divorce; the degree to which blackmail conducted by his twin was involved having been the key difference in the matter.
"Oh... Right... I'm supposed to visit... Mom... on the way to grabbing the stuff... Oh boy..."
"Hey mom, sorry I'm, uh... late... I sorta forgot that you messaged me to come over and I- oh for fuck's sakes BORUTO!"
Walking a mere 8 steps into the old family home was more than enough for Negato to see what Boruto was up to for Valentine's, and was likely the reason Kushina had texted her only good child to help her out.
"No, fuck you. I knew Mom was planning some shit when she had sent a message through her communication device without my permission. She's such a sneaky... little... bitch... ugh..."
Right in the center of the living room, was Boruto slapping his balls onto their mother as she laid upon her back with her drenched legs behind her head and hands holding onto her meaty thighs on their marital bed. It was almost nostalgic for him, but this was far more brutal, and far more punishing now that Boruto was an adult man as he pounded mom. It was also weird seeing how new this bed looked, having likely been purchased after the previous became too busted from all the busting Boruto does inside of Kushina.
"I showwy... I sho showwy mastew... fowgib... mastew fow... ahhh "
Kushina was fully cockdrunk, having been cummed into at least five times so far in the past two hour by her domineering son. She had asked Negato for some plan-B and other contraceptives to be brought over in advance, as she was well aware that after Boruto came home from his operative missions to their secluded nest that he would stop at nothing to blow loads down her womb until he was fully drained. As part of the deal made between Naruto and Boruto towards "keeping the peace" of the family name once it was found the Kushari was actually expectant, Boruto was to be granted complete ownership over his mother, "Kushinon", in exchange for the reality of the lie given to never resurface. Boruto, though not one to accept diplomacy, was willing to grit his teeth and shake on it with his loser of a father. Boruto had even agreed to terminate Kushina's fertilized egg that had come from the aftermath of that Valentine's Day years ago. Boruto was required to keep Kushina from being a mother once more until he was a more ripe age. Kushina had 'agreed' to this deal as well, seeing that she was doomed to be Boruto's personal plaything regardless of the outcome. She already had been his cumdump for two weeks by then, so saw no reason not to accept being pawned off in exchange for potential mercy.
What she had no signed up for, was being backstabbed by both her husbandchild and her masterchild by secretely inserting the experimental Hashirama cells into her cervix and vaginal walls. As a way to appease Boruto's desires to routinely fill his mother up, it was decided that she would be the testing grounds for the affects of such cells in repairing bruised and battered muscles. This had worked quite well, as shown by how much her pussy could handle being mandhandled and plunged into. This came at the cost of Kushina, who had to perpetually revictimized against her knowledge that she was perpetually virginized and deflowered for Boruto's enjoyment. She was physically 23 thanks to Kurama's chakra, but that chakra would not have been enough to keep her walls as tight as the boy-turned-demon desired. Now, she fit like a glove, and she was to pay dearly for being the object of her son's affection.
"Oh come on, Boruto! Not infront of Mina... like c'mon man!" Negato groaned in frustration, picking up the bewildered younger sister of his and shooing her off to a different spot in the house. No amount of genjutsu could wipe the memory of that innocent child the horrors seen during the past hours, let alone years from being under her grandmother's and uncle's roof. And, seeing as having forced his mother into the position of being a diamond for so long not being a good thing for her knees, Boruto brought her sweat laden legs down from her skull back to below her waist, before proceeding to hoist her through the waist.
With a swift spin, Boruto twisted the positions, and was now below his mother, but of course, was the one with all the control. "Bowuto... Stobbit... Noooo... Noooo stob... Don' cum anymow in yo mommy... "
"Look man, she's even telling you to stop. She's our fucking mother for god's... I shouldn't use fucking and mother in the same sentence when talking with you, bro."
Boruto ignored the cuck in the room, and began to jerk Kushina's torso up and down the shaft. For Valentine's Day, no amount of cumming was too much, and he had been storing for this day, and to show his loser twin just how much better off he is than the plain, vanilla life he seeked out after leaving the house.
"Noooo Negadoooo... Wook awayyy ... Noooo don' wook at mommyyyy as he wapes meeeeeee... ahhhhhh "
Kushina could not hold back the flood, and panted out drool like a bitch in heat as she came around her big boy; Boruto's stiffened cock. His cock was a machine, pumping and thrusting with great vigor into the depths of his mother. His cock had already piled enough semen to cause sloshing, rubbing out some of the goop as he jammed himself inside of her sheath. This was all thanks to how Kushina's Hashirama-boosted womb hardened in response to physical trauma. And, just like Hashirama, her smooth, buttery innards were earthened in style. Boruto's seed, no longer impeded by the deal made half a decade ago with Naruto, was to stay embedded inside of his defeated woman.
In response to his mother's body giving out, Boruto returned fire, and blasted away at the fully glazed up center of the red-headed vixen. She was the talk of the town; the scarlet letter that many blamed for Naruto moving out from his own home. No one would imagine Boruto's return to that downstairs home of his, and with so much energy and excitement. If Kushina had truly cheated, if such rape assault could count as so, no one would have imagine how brutal it was for Kushina to have been a cheater. Her boy's constant abuse against her regenerative pussy was nothing but a testament to the durability. Her body quivered some more, the tunnel squeezing and pulsating as her ovaries quivered from another deposit inside.
"Mom, do 'the pose'."
"I-id's... embawassin... I-I can'd..." Kushina had been incapable of talking properly far before Negato had got here. There was a strong, positive correlation between her ability to enunciate and how long she has been sexually violated by her son for. It's at least a positive association for Boruto, who finds his fleshtoy's mess of a speech very erotic, which only feeds into her incomprehensibility further. It was a positive feedback loop that only ends once Boruto says it ends. And tonight, there might not be an end.
"Do it your fucking whore. Or else I'm sending this to your 'fwiends'..."
"Nonono... N-n-nod my... fw-fwiends... mastew..."
"p-p-peace peace..."
As if the words had turned him on anymore than he already possibly was from being in total control of Naruto's former wife, Boruto groaned and roared like a lion.
"Good girl, mommy. Here, I'm going to give you your reward for always being such a good LAYYY." With a chomp, Boruto slurped onto the full breasts of the former first lady, and did as he usually does to her damp hole.
"Boruto... I mean like Boruto you can't just... Y-you can't keep raping our..."
Negato winced, seeing how badly Boruto was messing up and rearranging their mother, who was really their grandmother, inside and outside. There was a ghost of a chance that she would leave this battlefield without bearing another cursed child. It was not in the cards.
"It's wrong to be raping your own mom... You shouldn't be... you shouldn't... I shouldn't..."
Without even thinking, Negato had taken off his pants. Looking back, he could see that his sisterniece, Mina, was off somewhere else, away from the unholy sight cumming up. Trembling, he slowly made his way to the bed in the living room.
Time sorta slipped by as Negato stared at Kushina's cream-filled clit. He was not new to it, in fact, he had been just like Boruto only five years ago. Boruto, satisfied with the stuffing he had basted his turkey in, smiled off and went to grab some food. He left Negato with the job of cleaning up the spot, the opportunity to decorate mommy however he needs until Boruto felt ready to spill himself more into Kushina.
"Negato... Nod yu too... Dink abow yo f-f-fiancayyy " was all the well-worn 23 year-old mother of six could muster as she was wiped clean and strapped with the collar meant for a different playtime.
Unfortunately for Hinada, her fiance was not going to make it for their Valentine's Day celebration. Things were getting a little sticky back home, and he needed to settle some unfinished business with family. Hopefully, she would understand.