"Himawari, now's not the time. Your daddy-brother is going to be busy for a bit. Go outside and play with some of the other kids, okay?"
Boruto sighed, shutting the door in front of his 3-year old kid. As much as it pains him to admit it, he rarely has the chance to spend time with his firstborn. Sometimes he wonders whether he's being a good father. In some ways, he almost feels a cosmic level of irony in this, but he is very unsure as to why.
That being said, the young Shinobi leader was thankful that, due to the way the world runs now, his first son Hinuto is being properly looked after by caretakers. One of which being thankfully the trustworthy Hanabi, who due to not having been a mother before the great Otsutsuki red moon incident, was given the liberty to remain a second-class citizen role of village babysitter. Unlike her big sister, Hanabi has yet to have all aspects of her cherished virgin hole explored by her renowned "big" nephew.
It's better than nothing, as many ninjas had to be instead culled in the game of maintaining the mother-slave agenda. The Great Ninja War involving fathers and sons having to kill one another, flesh and blood duking it out in the name of the right to "their woman's" womb. There was to be no peace without genocide on one side or the other.
He stared out into the distant.
"You did the right thing Boruto," the proud leader of the Taboo Horde said to himself, "You have finally brought peace to all the nations, and freed this world of unnecessary conflicts. You have done what the textbook talking about Pain and Madara before you could not."
Boruto rested his hands atop his property.
"You, Boruto Hyuga, have freed not just Konoha, but all the villages of future troubles. You can't be getting doubtful of your struggles now, after having successfully become the first International Kage."
Boruto's cursed eyes began to twitch, his fingers gripping tightly his property.
"You have risen above, and become a legend. Himawari will understand in due time. All of your kids will. Everyone will look back at your struggle and sacrifices... With... much... fuuuuuck...~~"
From since he had to shoo away his little girl-sister, to looking out from the remnants of the Hokage's office, throughout this dopey monologue, there had been a suckling of his penis that was now at its limit. And he needed his ninja storm's release.
"Good girl, Mom. Goooood..."
Clenching clumps of Hinata's hair, Boruto thrusted into her throat, simultaneously yanking the hair so as to reach all the way down her gullet. Tears ran down her sullied, yet beautiful face. However, having been his bitch for about half a decade now, the queen of the new Ninja World had no fear of choking as she laid the pipe on her firstborn. She had forgotten what it was like to feel like a woman, and has meekly accepted her position as an accessory to be wrapped around her baby's babymaker.
~~Glack glack glerack~~
"I know, Mom. I'm not gonna rock you too hard. You've been a good little hole, and I can't risk anything for just a little bit longer." Boruto said reassuringly, tugging at his mother's locks as he blew his load into her experienced mouth.
Hinata groaned, feeling the familiar sticky, salty waterfall flood down the stream. With successive globs, she gulped and gulped, the smell clogging her senses as she inhaled oxygen through the nose. Boruto had been keeping his promise of being less abusive to her, now that she was holding within her their third monstrous abomination. She appreciates how Boruto can listen to reason, unlike some of the devils who see their last remaining parent as a means to satisfying themselves to their darkened heart's content. To this day, she cannot tell whether it really was the result of the curse that all these teens were willing to destroy their lives and fathers, or if these boys were all subconsciously sociopathic motherfuckers just itching for this chance to conquer their hot MILF.
Regardless, this is the life Hinata and her previous companions live now. If my husbands really loved me, he wouldn't have lost in the conflict is one way some of these conquered ladies cope with being incestuously raped on the daily. Likewise, Hinata couldn't have seen her daughter before she was walked out by the International Kage's servants, given that her face was being smothered by the pubic hair of Himawari's brother-dad, but she could imagine that her innocent little girl's blank and distant stare was the same as always. She can't blame that kid for such a response, as Himawari has been exposed to her own dad pounding away at their own mommy since birth. Hinata can't even imagine being a young girl in this world, hearing the occasional cries for help on the desolated streets from overly "hungry" boys. Nothing was left to the bedroom anymore, there was just one step below anarchy in Boruto's society.
With a puff of smoke, her son vanished from her face.
Welp, no wonder Boruto was so patient and nice to me. That shadow was far less abusive than he would actually be.
The door opened, and Hinata, who had been pressed up to the desk in the middle of the room, could hear the thuds as the young man approached her messed up body. The swell was quite the bump thanks to the work of Shadow #6969, and Boruto hasn't been happy with using clones since then, unless absolutely necessary.
"Sorry, onahole. I had to go out and deal with a small resistance out in the Lightning. Surprised by how big that group was, lost a few good men."
Saying this, Boruto plucked Hinata off the floor, and placed her in face-down defense position onto his desk. He was already naked; clothing being long forgotten aside from use as erotic material for mothers to wear.
"Sweetheart, you can't go too rough. Don't forget you have hick your baby again in me, right?"
Boruto went to town on his perfect wife's perfect slit. The beauty of Hinata was not just at how well she could handle punishment, but from how well she recovers too. She really was the Hyuga clan's hope.
"Okay, but, is it really my kid? I don't know if it event counts if we both agree it's probably one of my clones who you cheated on me with. And besides,"
Boruto rammed away like there's no tomorrow, making sloshes as their saber and sleeve rubbed each other.
"I should be your favorite kid no matter what. I'm the more important of the two inside of you right now!"
Hinata simply groaned. After all, there is no use negotiating with a deranged terrorist. She put her head up, not wanting to stare at wood as her boy's wood got its fill. The real, corrupted Boruto was still better than some of the true demons roaming around this hellscape, she bargained.
"No more than 2 times tonight, okay? I'm tired."
Hinata bit her lip, the feeling of being absolutely drilled flooding her nervous system. Her soul was gone, and so any part that considered this act wrong has since resigned itself to merely taking in the stimuli received from her master's cock. Boruto was quite proficient at fucking her, admittedly, and it was simply better to get him to get off.
As her mind began to melt from the pleasure, Hinata noticed a faint shimmer in the sky. Though dim, it was certainly growing.
"I'll stop at three. Take it or leave it. I want to have this pussy as much as I need, for 10 years at least."
Hinata ignored her son as he had ignored her. All she could focus on was the penetration, and the growing white glow.
The sky soon turned brighter, something anyone who wasn't too busy being carnal would have noticed. Hinata had to squint, the brightness being too much. She also bit her lip, as she could feel herself ready to orgasm.
"The Second Meteor!"
Hinata faintly heard a voice in the White sky. The beams of light echoing the voice.
That voice... It sounds... familiar...
"Believe it!"
The voice was familiar. Hinata's eyes widened. The light grew harsher, and soon, the outside world full of cruel parental rapists and bastard children was blanketed in white, whiter than anything Boruto could've done to her pussy.
It... it can't be... Is it?!
As she began to ejaculate, as was Boruto, the world seemed to fade away, burning up into a nothingness. Her true husband had come to save the world. Come to save her.
Naruto...
"NARUTOOOO!"
Kushina's tears flowed down her reddened face, teeth gritting as she made a stupid face. She had been yanked by the arms, body forcibly contorted so roughly that she might have popped her back with how aggressively her child arched her tummy forward. She could feel her son's engorged cock pierce every single inch of her vaginal walls up to her cervix, ensuring minimum distance between her defenseless ovaries and the drop-off zone.
"The second meteor!"
Her body convulsed, falling limply upon her victorious child. Her head rested on his broadened shoulder; his daily routine of injecting into her being a crucial part of his routine workout that she was not aware of on account of her being constantly drugged to the point the past weeks have become blurred. Blurred perfectly describes her mind, her headspace having been clouded by the head spearing her deeply so as to cloud it in a milky white.
The meteor shower had made impact.
The now 23-year old mother felt her teenage boy's multi-combo hits land into a clean perfect. Naruto Namikaze's damage to her virginized body was brutal. In spite of Minato's greatness, he was a man with honor and dignity, even in the sheets. Her second cherry pop by this golden boy was nothing like that. And nothing, nothing like what his following assault was currently doing to her. Ksuhina's toes curled, the warm seed melting her innards like magma as it oozed into whatever nooks and cranny the sticky goop could fine itself flowing into.
Kushina's tears became a waterfall, the nine-tailed spirit that had been freshly plucked out from her was resealing itself in her ruined tubes.
Naruto could feel his mother's canal clutch his penis like a suction cup, her body built to last and being the perfect vessel for his chakra-infused cum. The body does not discriminate against whatever wishes to make babies with its host, so Kushina had no say in how her natural instincts chose to guzzle down her baby's baby batter. She was built by destiny to bear the child of a golden-hair warrior, and that is what her instincts will into being. She will continue the Uzumaki clan through one Uzumaki to another.
Two lifetimes worth of semen made a glopping noise as it flowed endlessly into Kushina.
Much to her raped souls dismay, Kushina's body hungered for more, and it snapped onto the pole that had so vigorously impaled itself directly into her deepest depths. The mind and body of the boy earnestly obeyed, and the tailed-demon inside of Naruto gifted him further chakra reserves to maintain the water-style release. Kushina's narrowness was a detriment, however, as this raging rapid was far too intense for the maximum volume that could pool itself. The excess runoff previously destined for Hinata Hyuga found itself streaming down the seeded mother's splayed out legs, sticking their bottom halves like gorilla glue.
Naruto kept cumming
Naruto kept cumming
Naruto couldn't stop cumming
Naruto came over and over into his mother
Naruto...
Naruto, whose eyes were sealed shut from the ungodly orgasm he was receiving, opened up a bit. A flash of light engulfed his vision whiter than Kushina's caked up womb.
The boy hero could see into the white. Naruto could see the swingset, his past life's losses and grief. The hardships he faced in the name of becoming Hokage. In another life, he had went through hell and back to retrieve his lost friend who everyone gave up on besides him. He could see the results of his persistence, wherein he would usher in a great peace for years. Naruto watched as the him he never was proceeded to discover his unknown affection towards the girl he never looked twice at, and would manage to secure his spot as one of the Leaf's Hokage. He had reached his dream, alongside a loving wife and two children.
Naruto's cum began to trail off
Naruto could feel the hardened walls that encouraged his cock to blast his mother loosening up
The living legend saw deeper into the white. He saw a darkness engulfing the white. Something was changing, a taint had began to build itself in this vision. Naruto could see his boy grow, but be punished in trying to be a hero through the curse of an Otsutsuki invasion. He could see the boy who looked so similar to him turning darker and darker, becoming corrupted not just by the evil spirit within him, but by his own father's neglect. Naruto could see the darkness, and how it would proceed to destroy the world. Naruto wanted to scream out and tell his future son to stop, but he had no mouth as an outsider looking in. The boy would do unspeakable things, things not so dissimilar to what he was currently doing. But far more malevolent, fueled not by love, but by hatred.
Naruto was teetering out, the area around their groins being dampened by the mixing of parent and child juices
Hinata was the first victim of the boy's hatred of his father. Then came Hanabi, an unintended casualty. The boy got his revenge on his negligent father, and proceeded to dismantle the very world he so hated. He would create it anew, and Naruto saw then and there, that the renewal required his own death. He saw beyond his own demise that day, and saw the new world, one also in seeming peace. But, it was not to last. The tainted child spawned something just as corrupted if not moreso, and had begun to destroy the world once more in a age of corruption. What kind of monster could do such terrible things?
Naruto let go of his mother's arms, and greedily gripped onto the meat of her thick thighs. Bumping her head off his shoulder, Kushina's head fell forward, and proceed to be spun like a top, with the tip of the top being the regrown stick lodged in her. Naruto turned his mother over a full 180, and could see her demented face from the volcanic eruption that had creamed her freshly repaired taint to a point of no recognition.
Naruto held his mother's wrists once more, and pulled her back, plugging her pussy with such speed that the semen inside poured out. This was no issue, as Naruto was reinvigorated. His training had prepared for this climactic fight. He knows he will beat Pain, but he must ensure that he wins on his parent's bed.
Ksuhina was not built for such a beating, and could hardly respond to the intense sucking of faces being forcibly pressed upon her by the child that was no longer less than half her age. Her body went on autopilot to compensate for Lady Kushina's utter defeat, and awarded the victor in the battle of the bedroom with a sloppy kiss. Her breasts were feeling quite full, her youthful body preparing itself for the next nine months. The prideful heir of the Uzumaki, the first lady of the previous Hokage, had been lost to the violation, and would thus equip herself with her son's penis to remain rooted and not be left flopping about from his swirling of the sex organs. Those powerful thighs scissored her son's back, keeping her sexy body stable as she was tossed down and preyed upon by a frenzied thrusting.
"I'm sowwy... Minatoooo... I'm being waped... waped by ower babyyyy... I'm... so... sowwy...~~"
Kushina was most certainly impregnated. Kushina Namikaze, formerly Kushina Uzumaki, his mother, was currently carrying in her womb enough of Naruto's ball contents to get as many as 5 Kushina Namikaze seeded and breeded.
The hero did not see it that way, and channeled his remaining energy for this final showdown.
I will not let this world go back to that! I won't let this world down! I will be Hokage! I will be the father I wish I had! I will succeed where I once failed! I won't let this world fall ever again!
The bed was shaking far intensely from the hours of use it was not designed to handle. A leg keeping the fucking in the sheets gave out, causing the glistening, mucked up bodies to tumble off onto the floor. Kushina landed on her head, but she had long since checked out mentally that the collision was like nothing changed. The mother in her prime was now her boy's undeserved cockskeeve, and she was going to be, as followed:
raped then cum into and raped then cum into until her boy can no longer rape nor cum into her
I will be the better man, and give this boy of mine the life he always wanted! I will not BOLT out when the duty comes, I will just become stronger!
The floor thudded each and every time Kushina's fat ass hit the ground. With the immense amount of gunk glued between their bodies complementing the suction from Kushina's pussygrip on the meat that was destroying her, the two had their lower halves sometimes clung onto each other, causing Naruto's hefty thrusts to carry along with them Kushina's legs during the pistoning. The sound of flesh on flesh slapped, along with the sound of body fluids squishing as the dick punched the semen deeper and deeper down to press the loads right into the eggs who will bear their illicit child.
It was soon time to complete the hours long mission, and by complete, it meant time to go beyond all shadows of a doubt that the future Hokage fulfilled this mission's 3-Star requirements. He was to go even further beyond. With the last remnants of potent baby batter yet to be buried inside his mother, Konoha's nine-tailed monster would be certain across time and space to have rewritten all of ninja history, hopefully erasing all traces of the darkest timeline up to the point he was murdered by his unborn son.
At least, that's the possibility.
"Pwease... don't get me pwegnant..." Kushina's brain was emptied of intellect, her mind shattered by the back breaking blowout. No amount of healing jutsu could repair the total pulverization of her heavenly pussy, which was now reformed to fit the shape of her current master's dick. She was carved out like a pumpkin, with her own seedlings scooped out then inserted back in so that she may bloom yet again thanks to the seeds of her own creation. She was unfathomably stuffed, but the stuffing refused to end.
Naruto, Ninjamaster of mother Kushina's six-pathed destiny, was not sure if reinventing history within a part of history already so irreparably changed would actually fix the problem. For all he knows, him fertilizing his mom's precious eggs will do nothing to solve the issue he once created, but he was already so many inches down that he had couldn't cum out from this figurative and metaphorical hole.
This was the path he was given, the true six-path awakening. Gripping his mentally retired mother by the head, he tugged her down, triggering her leglock to tighten. The obedient thighs coiling around submissively triggered Naruto's chakra channels to open-wide, and he would let out his final burst of fluid.
"This is for you, Hinata... For Sasuke... and even you... Boruto..."