It had all happened so fast. In a flash of yellow, the men who had planned to take her away were now thoroughly dealt with. It was impossible to decipher just what had happened to her kidnappers, who were simultaneously slaughtered. Kushina, young as she might have been, was not clueless to the fact that there somebody who had caught on to her trail of hair following her disappearance. Kushina Uzumaki was aware that someone in the forest had been keeping a close eye on her, just biding his time to rescue her from the Kumogakure.

What came after was nothing the child could have expected.

Kushina, drained of the tailed-beast, was incapable of resisting as the man who so very resembled a kid in her class finally plunged into her. Except, this man was nothing like the Namikaze boy; the hunger for her tight snatch was carnal. She thought she had fear before this, but the glowing, blue eyes of the whiskered adult atop of her was showing her now what true terror was. Kushina's head flew backwards, having been dealt a heavy hit from the hips of the assailant plugging the birth canal meant solely for her future husband. Kushina screamed, but only for a moment, as a hand proceeded to cup her agape mouth. The screams would have been justified, her body having been not yet ripened to accept what the monster with a talking turtle was packing.

The red beauty's eyes bulged out, face beginning to shed tears as her rapist's bulge unsheathed itself, then impacted her hymen, then withdrew from her, then stabbed her gut. It was a stabbing like any other, as traces of bleeding was cloaking the spearhead that had assaulted her.

oh god... This mom's tight as hell...

The demon hovering above possessed cruelty unmatched as he proceeded to violate the survivor of the abduction. It was this savagery upon her under-developed hole that made Kushina Uzumaki wish that she had died inside; preferably alongside a lover as they planted the accursed demon fox elsewhere; the onslaught upon her leaves no hidden intentions. It was a defilement hidden in the leaves. Kushina bore the curse of Kurama, dooming her as its owner to a lifetime of sorrow and pain.

Kushina understood that this golden-haired demon, one hand clasping at her mouth, another tugging away at her petite breasts, was planning to replace the void left within her body following the kyuubi's extraction. Kushina whimpered, squinting in fear as she could sense past the heavy breathing of the perpetrator that he was looking to do more than just viciously violate her unsafe place. She could feel he had already spurted his warning shots to smoothen out the walls, the durability and clamping of her wondrous pussy which would one day make Minato love her so was instead being used against this unskilled Kushina by a man loving every inch of her get stretched out and warped around his meat katana. Like a hammer pounding fresh muscles, her assailant was tenderizing her to his taste, squeezing every last bit of tightness he could in his pursuit to conquer her.

As the fraudulent hero penetrated her, assaulted her, raped her, the little lady could barely make out his ritualistic muttering under his breath.

mom... mama... mommy... ohhh... mom... mama... mommy...

She started to scream again, her attacker's kink being a clear indicator at how deranged he had to be. She realized there was no inch of salvation inside the inches of her false savior. Mustering the remnants of the chakra bestowed upon her by being a jinchuriki, Kushina proceeded to send a flurry of punches and kicks as she flailed her smaller frame around while under the weight of the man. Kushina could tell she lacked years of experience in combat compared to her attacker, but she was destined to be a jonin capable of defending herself.

This was a critical mistake.

"OHHHH MOMMM!"

Boruto, having felt motion from his mother's previously limp body, proceeded to be further invigorated in his quest to take his future servant's mind and soul for his own. He didn't plan to kill Minato, but realizing that ,after all of this time, his current father had lied to him about who his mother really was sent far too much anger through his veins. It was unfortunate that his grandfather was the one who would take the fall for his oedipus complex, but Boruto was no infant killer, so he had to channel some of that raging frustration elsewhere. As much as he now understood his deep-seeded hatred for Naruto, he could not bring himself to return and do away with Naruto. His rage fueled his bloodlust, and he was going to vent his pent-up disgust.

The remainder of his rage was to spill into his captured lover, who was now burying herself into a deeper and deeper hole as Boruto felt her thin walls quiver as her body helplessly resisted him going into her hole deeper and deeper. Given the nature of this exchange, Kushina being the age she was currently was made her malleable to outside factors. It was forbidden knowledge to realize that also applied down there. It almost became buttery the way he could fill in the gaps of her "battle" expertise through sheer force. His combat training on a more well-equipped build of the red-hot habanero enabled him to spice up the fight, regardless of how one-sided the actual action and enjoyment currently was.

Her desperate kicks were an excellent way to break through the main chakra gates that lead to where Boruto needed to be.

He moaned aloud, enchanted at the feeling of returning home.

"YESSS MOM! KEEP GOINGGG!"

"St-stop! St-stop it! Stoooooop!"

Boruto slammed his weight upon the girl. His mother would have been proud of him the way he was mating pressing his grandmother. It was assuredly a success, as streams of his invigorated swimmers flushed down her like a ninja storm. Boruto couldn't tell whether it was due to circumstances to which he was breeding with the exquisite Kushina pussy or if it was the "circumstances" to this improper version of Kushina pussy that made him able to ejaculate so forcefully in hopes of impregnating. He truly, in the goodness of his heart, hoped that it was simply the former. Boruto, in spite of the evil that dwelled within his heart and mind, did not want to accept the notion he likes them younger.

Regardless, there was no way he could possibly be a pedophile; how can one be so if they are mommysexual?

"MOM! MOMMMM! GET PREGNANT! GET PREGNANT!"

Kushina, though able to now freely scream and say what she really wanted to say in "stop calling me mommy you lolicon", was in far too much shock and awe to do anything of the sort. The warmth that was enveloping her lower body was like no other, as if a fire had set alit within her. The gushing, gloppy stream of overexcited sperm wishing to make her theirs seeped into her crevice like molten lava.

His burning determination to paint her hardly fertile body disgusted Kushina to her core. Her core, the area previously filled with a kyuubi's essence, was now bulging at the seams with the essence of the attacker's balls as they slapped her thighs. In spite of the fact that he was currently inseminating her, Kushina could feel him still pounding away at her while depositing into her ovipositors. She wasn't well learnt in the art of sex, given that was not part of Konoha's curriculum, but even she knew that was an abnormality.

One that only furthered her humiliation.

Kushina's tears were welling up, the feeling of being warm turned into a frothing heat that coated her torso in an unpleasant burning. She was no longer actively bleeding from being pierced through, but it felt worse than any injury could ever feel.

She did not like the feeling of being thrusted into and out of for the sake of the revolting pleasure of this man

She did not like how small and frail her frame felt pressed under the weight of this man

She did not like drained balls slapping her skin as the stuff previously inside of them was making her feel heavy from this man

She did not like getting pregnant by this man

Kushina Uzumaki did not wish to be pregnant

"STOOOOOOP!"

Kushina screamed aloud, her tears finally bursting out as another shot of cum bursted and caused a spillage.

Boruto could hear how loudly it echoed, loud enough to cause the crows to caw and flutter away. It wouldn't be long before scouts would find the bloodbath that both unfolded and was unfolding.

"Fuck, mom. I knew you still had a fire left in you!"

Kushina could not believe what was happening. In her childish act of courage, risking being killed on the spot for alerting people to the fetishist who she did not even know the name of, she was awarded with being picked up from the dirt and dropped down onto his fully empowered cock. Boruto was not planning to use his full power against her, at risk of causing damage that even his well-trained and mature Kushina took time in recovering from. However, he understood the rules of time travel as he understood it should correct things somehow, someway. He could feel as if this was nothing new, and that everything would turn out exactly as he wanted.

"Scream louder for me, mom! Tell all of the villages how well my cock fits into you!"

"STOP! CALLING! ME! MOM! PERV!"

With that recognition of his skill as a motherfucker, regardless of whether Kushina is truly his "mother", Boruto finalized his last breaths on this time plane by bouncing the petite body upon his hardened shaft.

Kushina flailed helplessly on his massive rod, the cum that had spilled out from her flicking down to the floor, if not occasionally getting sucked back inside. The squeezing of her tubes as Boruto planned out the Next Generations, no, the Incest Generation, down the DNA-littered passageway was absolutely gripping. As reality bended to his whim, so too had Kushina walls as it now recognized its purpose; to be her baby's cocksleeve. A baby's cocksleeve was as accurate a descriptor as any, with the finale to the Uzumaki's finishing blow primed and readied.

"This will be the semen that pierces my woman!"

Kushina, young and full of life, could feel the ropes teeming with life tie its incestuous knot at her eggs' entry point. The anxiety of upcoming eruption turned her flushed, toes curling in anticipation.

"SPILLING RASENGAN!"

With the last of his chakra keeping him connected with the past leaving his loins and into his future, Boruto's roars from taking Kushina Uzumaki virginity and claiming her womb as his had ceased. Kushina, just earlier nested atop an engorged cock, fell ass first onto the dampened turf. The ruffling of grass could be heard in the distance. In no more than a minute she would be found and likely rescued, but this time genuinely, and not so that she may receive a full-body experience that even adult women wish to never have to. Panting and sticky, Kushina plopped her body onto the dampened, cum-spritzed greenery. Glops dribbled out from her as she breathed as if her assaulted uterus was a leaky faucet. The heat within her no longer boiled, her body now acclimated to the copious amounts of fluid coursing through her rearranged guts. Though exhausted from the ordeal, Kushina wished to place a hand upon her stomach; a phantom pain triggering from within. Her other arm shielded her eyes, the salt trails from crying caking her sweaty skin.

"Naru...to..."

...

...

[A Year Off...]

"Whoops, how did that happen. My bad!"

Kushina could feel that her client had lied about the condom breaking. She had seen him poke hole through the fabric with his kunai before poking her cunny hole. She was used to that sort of betrayal. She was aware of the way the village saw her; Kushina Uzumaki was no longer a jinchuriki, merely a filthy girl who has whored her body away to seduce the married men and new chunin for income. To Konoha, she was someone better off forgotten about, if not outright dead. The Uzumaki clan was an accursed breed, and all she could be good for was as an accepting breeding target. A former monster was still a monster, thus she shall live treated as such.

In many ways, they would be correct.

She had no need to continue her genin studies now. Kushina was no longer a child in need of protection, but rather, a humble, single mother who had things far more important than worrying about becoming a proper shinobi. Even if such struggles involved traumatic acts similar to the horrors that put her in this sad position to begin with.

This did not matter.

To the world, she was nobody. Less than nobody. To the world, her bastard child from an unknown offender of golden-hair was nothing.

But to her, her child will be her world. She could feel it when her son was inside of her, the connection between time slipping through her veins. She could sense then that the boy was not solely destined for hardships, but greatness as well.
And this is why for Naruto Uzumaki...

For him...

She would endure all the humiliation and hatred thrown at and into her. She would persevere through all the muck pooling within others hearts, as well as within her perpetually plugged vagina by those very townsmen who wish her gone.

Kushina Uzumaki, the red-hot habanero, had survived far worse. She had been assaulted in that dirtied hole of hers far harsher than any of these commonfolk could dish out. She had been spilled into far harder and in far greater quantity. She had been battered, beaten, bruised, and bred. If she was not broken then on that faithful night, then none of these pitiful men who treated her like a dumpster could neither break her spirit, nor her hymen. Not now, not ever.

For to Kushina Uzumaki, heir of the Uzumaki clan, mother of Naruto Uzumaki, her son was going to be...

BORUTO: THE INCEST GENERATIONS