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Sex Education: Anko Mitarashi Style	By : TheDigger Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 14239 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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I've been getting this question pretty often since Chapter 9: "Who was the older Hinata look-alike in 'Not so Gentle Fist?' Was it Hinata's mom?" Well... yes. Yes it was. And her former career as a porn actress is a somewhat vague foreshadowing of what's to come. Though, not in the way several people seem to think it is. You'll have to wait and see how it goes down, I'm afraid.
Anyway, I've recently posted a oneshot 'nude' year's special for SE:AMS if anyone's interested. It's kinda late, but if anyone's still in the new year's spirit, they should check it out. And if they're just looking to see some more smut, they should still go check it out XD!
"...you can fight such repulsive urges by maintaining better diet and exercise. Masturbation only increases these urges further, which lead to unhealthy results, such as..." Suzume droned on. Even the girls who were rooting for Suzume initially were now getting sick of her. While they hoped that a more strict, by-the-book method would prove more useful than their usual teacher's unorthodox, over the top approach, they now had a better appreciation for Anko's taste for the obscure.
Indeed, the sex education class, which was usually constantly alert, was now fighting off the urge to fall asleep, or in the case of many boys, express outrage by Suzume's sheltering teachings.
Ino was reading the book she had bought from X-Rank Mission, 'Sexercise for True Kunoichi.' She probably would have been scolded for reading "Such vulgar material," but Suzume was so busy lecturing, the class could have erupted into a full-scale riot and she would have plowed on without noticing a thing.
Just as Anko-sensei had told her, this book was quite fascinating. Ino thought it would have been some sort of pornography, whose only value was getting off on, but it was actually full of interesting tips for healthy exercise and masturbation that Ino got more than her use out of every night. There was one 'sexercise' in particular she was reading as she tuned out Suzume's dull, droning voice;
"If you have yet to partake in sexual intercourse, hymen masturbation can be used to induce much pleasure. Although hymens vary in shape, depending on the female, the breaking of this thin barrier of flesh is presumed to be part of the reason intercourse pleases as much as it hurts."
This page was accompanied by an illustration several examples of different hymen shapes, ranging from an almost totally solid wall of flesh, minus a small hole in the center, to one with several small openings, to one with an opening so large, the hymen was almost nonexistent. As she read on about hymen masturbation, Ino wondered just what kind of hymen she had, and was almost tempted to look for some kind of mirror, pull off her skirt, and see for herself. Then, of course, she remembered who was teaching today. Anko would probably have made a little exhibition with the girls to determine the different shapes of hymens, but with Suzume... she was already taking a risk by wearing her normal clothes without the bindings Anko resented so much.
She stowed her book quickly into her bag as Suzume paced her row, knowing she did NOT want to be caught with this sort of reading material. It was already embarrassing enough to just get the book.

Less than an hour ago, Ino had received her shopping list from Anko, and lost the bindings she wore under her clothes, which had doubled as underwear. It was already getting pretty cold out, but now that she was going commando, it felt even colder, and it didn't help that a frigid breeze was blowing up her skirt, making her pussy tingle uncomfortably, and this very same breeze made her nipples harden solid, to the point that they were so clearly visible against her shirt, she may as well not even have been wearing it.
"Finally! There it is." She sighed, folding her arms over herself for warmth as she approached X-Rank Mission. Normally, she would have been against even stepping inside of a shop that had pictures of very bouncy women with black bars over their breasts and privates across its windows; but Ino was freezing cold, and she had gone too far to just turn back and go home. Hesitation would have left her outside far too long for comfort, so she simply groaned,
"Fuck it." And used her well-practiced Transformation Jutsu to take on the appearance of an Ino Yamanaka over 18 and marched straight inside.
As Ino had hoped, the store was very nicely heated, and her revealing clothing felt just right for the toasty-warm sex shop.
"I'll need to see some ID." A woman by the counter stated.
"Ah, crap." Ino thought, knowing she didn't have any valid ID to present. She yelped as the woman grabbed her boobs.
"Hello! I'm Yuko, and... Oh, it's cold out, isn't it?" The woman giggled jubilantly, tweaking around with her newest victim's still-hardened nipples through the fabric of her shirt, making Ino gasp in shock and blush slightly. "Want me to take you some place to warm up?"
"No, thank you!" Ino grumbled, pushing the lesbian off. "I just came to look for a book you sell here. It's called," She checked her slip of paper. "'Sexercise for True Kunoichi.' Do you have that one here?"
"Of course we do." Yuko replied, pushing Ino through a doorway to the left as she groped her customer's ass, softly massaging it a little. They came out to what seemed to be a small library, though Ino had never known a library to be lit only bycandles that were sensually-scented, or have a 'stress release station,' a small table with extra-strength tissues, hand lotion, arousal gel, lubricant gel, and disposable masturbators for both genders. The walls were also lined with motivational posters, similar to those in a typical library, though more sexual in nature;
"We know why you're here. Just remember to clean up when you're done."

"No one likes sticky pages or sticky balls."

"Treat your books like you would your pussy: enjoy it all you want, but keep it clean so you can enjoy it more later."
"Well? What do you think?" Yuko asked with a kitty cat-like smile on her face. "You'll never find a better collection of dirty magazines, erotic novels, how-to books, hentai manga, or doujinshi anywhere."
"It's certainly... impressive..." Ino blinked, looking around the library. "But I'm only looking for the one book..."
"Sexercise for True Kunoichi, right?" Yuko clarified, reaching under Ino's shirt to play with her nipples some more. "I'll give it to you for free, and give you a good summary on Chapter 9."Ino blushed more as she felt Yuko's hands on her, massaging her breasts from behind as her nipples were pinched, twisted, and made harder as they were played with, skillfully. Ino, half tempted to let out a small moan.
"Really? Thanks... wait... what's chapter 9?" Ino suddenly got the feeling that she didn't like where this was going.
"'Lesbian love made to love.'" Yuko answered silkily, dragging the last word out sensually,asshe began to kiss at Ino's neck softly, before leading Ino off into a private booth past most of the bookshelves.
"What are you doing? And why is there a booth like this back here?" Ino demanded as Yuko pushed her against the wall of the booth, so Ino's front was pressed up against it, with yuko pressed against her back, as she kissed and licked Ino's neck and ear, making Ino blush more, as she also felt Yuko's hands stroke across her thighs.
Ino bit her lip as she felt Yuko move over her body as she was trying to take off her latest victim's clothes starting with her top, which she slowly lifted up and off, licking at the revealed skin as she uncovered it. Ino began to feel hot as this happened.
"Some readers don't want to be disturbed when they're reading." Yuko answered simply, yanking off Ino's skirt to be very pleased with what she saw to the point that blood dripped from her nostrils. "Ooh! Goin' commando! How daring, especially with today's weather!"
"Is this how you normally treat your customers?" Ino asked, wrestling with Yuko as she tried to turn her around and kiss her.
"Only the girls." Yuko answered playfully, overpowering Ino and pulling herinto a deep, passionate kiss as Yuko began to fondle Ino's now quite large breasts. "And only the real women get to play with me." Yuko pulled away from the deep kiss, leaving Ino a little shocked, and her head spinning from it as Yuko moved down the blondes neck, to her breasts, beforeshe sucked on one of Ino's hardened nipples like a child being nursed, while Ino continued to try in vain to fight against her obviously superior opponent.
"Oh, relax. And let me warm you up." Yuko said in a sultry tone,as one of her hands moved down to Ino's pussy, and began stroking her clit, with her thumb, as she pushed a finger in to her. Ino let out a moan, as she closed her eyes.
"That's it." Yuko purred, pleasuring Ino with one hand, as the other began to strip the lower half of her clothing, her fingers expertly getting Ino wet, as the young kunoichi fell in to the skill of Yuko's technique, blushing deeper, and letting out a moan, as her hips moved a little by themselves.

Ino had no idea why she had stopped fighting, this was wrong!
But her eyes shot open when Yuko suddenly stopped and pulled out, and Ino saw she was stripping herself completely nude before she was pushed to the floor of the booth with the yuri fiend mounted over top of her, facing her pussy, in a 69 position.
"Oh, no." Ino said stiffly, knowing all too well what was happening next. "No you don't, no... aahhh!" She screamed as Yuko began to eat her out, spreading the lips of her pussy and sticking almost her entire mouth into its depths, exploring it even further through her tongue.
"Stop!" Ino moaned, gripping the sides of the booth tightly, though found herself unable to resist Yuko's grip as her legs bound tightly around Ino's arms and chest, restraining her from further struggling.
"I. Think. Not." Yuko laughed sensually, inching back so she and Ino were in a perfect '69' position, Yuko waving her rear back and forth tantalizingly in Ino's face.
"No way! I'm not doing that!" Ino objected, knowing full well Yuko wanted to be eaten out as she herself was eating out Ino. She gave a scream as Yuko bit hard on her clitoris, making her squirt all over Yuko's face, which she seemed to love thoroughly. Yuko flipped around so that her face was just inches from Ino's.
"Ah, c'mon! Just try it." She whispered silkily. Her lips tantalizingly close to Ino's, making the girl feel strange. "You might like it."
"But..."
"Too bad, you have no choice." Yuko said, dropping her sexy tone and crawling up Ino's body until her pussy was right in her face.
Ino gulped, as she looked at Yuko's pussy, so close to her, she was so nervous, but she knew she was beaten as her arms were bound by Yuko's legs, and, deciding to just get it over with, she licked Yuko's pussy, going slower and more firmly with each continuous lick, Yuko moaning and pressing her hips closer to her customer with each stroke.
"Oooohh! You're good with your tongue for a first-timer!" Yuko groaned in a sultry tone.

Ino blushed more, and was surprised to hear the praise, and it made her licker her deeper and making Yuko moan out more. Yuko then moved her hands down, gripping the back of Ino's head and pushing her further into her private area. Ino then began to mix it up, rolling her tongue around the edges of the sex shop owner's pussy, Yuko giving an odd moan that loudened as her partner's tongue ran over her clit, and softened as she licked away from it.
Though Ino was afraid that Yuko's pussy would have been disgusting to touch, much less put her mouth to, she was actually beginning to really like how it tasted, though she absolutely hated to admit it as she pressed her mouth firmly to the pink entrance, and kissed it hard and open-mouthed, her tongue going as far down inside as it could possibly moaned out and slowly leaned back, one hand leaving its hold on Ino's head as it reached back, and began to rub her pussy instead. Ino's hips began to buck a little, as she rose up and down thrusting on to Yuko's fingers faster, moaning against the juice flooding cunt in her mouth. Her mind, spinning as she couldn't understand why she was suddenly enjoying this, and getting so in to it.
"OH, yes, baby, you're a natural pussy eater." Yuko moaned out. Ino couldn't believe what she heard, but her hips moved faster against Yuko's fingers drawing closer to orgasm, as she became more intense on licking out the cunt she was tending to, and as she came, she felt Yuko cumming as Ino hit a particularly juicy place inside her pussy, warm juices spurting all over inside Ino's mouth, who coughed as some of it hit the back of her throat.
"There. That wasn't so bad, was it?" Yuko teased. "Nope. Swallow it." She added as Ino was ready to spit the vaginal fluid out. Ino gave an exasperated, closed-mouth sigh, and with great reluctance, swallowed. The juices slid down her throat pleasantly, though Ino couldn't help but feel incredibly nasty for doing so.
"Could I have the book now?" Ino panted, once she had finished swallowing the perverted woman's juices.
"Sure." Yuko smiled, holding out the one item on Ino's shopping list. "If you want, I'll throw in some in-depth lessons they give in this book. For a price, of course." She added, licking her lips suggestively.
"I'm leaving now." said Ino quickly, snagging the book and running out of the store, her jutsu faltering the moment the door closed.
"Ah. That was fun." Yuko sighed pleasantly as she put her clothes back on and returned to the front desk. "I wonder what other hot little ladies Anko will send my way?" She giggled as she returned to the smutty manga she was reading before Ino's visit.

"Hm... I wonder if...?" Ino mused, sticking a bookmark into the page she was currently reading, and flipping to Chapter 9. Sure enough, this chapter was titled 'Lesbian Love Made to Love,' and many of the illustrations and articles matched some of the things that Ino and Yuko did in the private booth at X-Ranked Mission.
She turned the page and her face turned bright crimson as her eyes fell upon an illustration of two women making out in the nude, which took up almost the entire page. Skipping that section, which talked about lesbian kissing methodology, Ino flipped to the next few pages, only for her face to turn a more deep crimson as she saw a woman licking another woman's pussy, and she somehow imagined herself and Yuko in their respective places.
"Too intense for me!" She thought, slamming the book shut and stowing it away before the teacher could see, her face still glowing and warm.

Meanwhile, Chouji was still trying to stave off his temptation to grab a snack cake from his bag as his stomach growled loudly, and tried not to fall asleep from Suzume's increasingly dull lecture. He tried to tune her out by thinking of something other than the class and food... Bit of a challenge for someone like Chouji. Then, to keep himself from falling asleep, he began reflecting on his and Shikamaru's experience with X-Ranked Mission.

"'No one a minute under 18 permitted.'" Chouji read the sign posted in front of the ninja sex shop.
"And they're more than likely going to ask us for ID." Shikamaru sighed.
"Then how do we get in?" Chouji asked. "Better yet, why would Anko-sensei send us to a place like this? Surely she knows we can't...?"
"Of course she knows we can't enter. That's exactly the reason she told us to come here." said Shikamaru. "It's a test of intelligence gathering and infiltration."
"Makes sense, when you put it that way..." Chouji mused. "Do you have a plan to get in? 'Cause I sure don't. Uh, Shikamaru?" He turned to see his friend sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, his fingertips pressed together so that his hands formed a circular shape. Chouji quieted and waited, familiar with his super-genius friend's concentration habit. Several minutes passed in total silence as Shikamaru thought long and hard about their entry strategy.
"What're you kids doing here? You think some grown-up's gonna get porn for you? Forget it!" An adult snapped sharply as he stepped in through the door. Chouji's heart leapt as Shikamaru's hands separated and he smirked.
"Got it." He muttered confidently. He whispered something quickly to Chouji, who grinned, marveling at his friend's genius. They both slipped in through the door quickly before it closed.
Thankfully, both underaged boys were unseen by both the customer and the person at the register. At least Shikamaru didn't have to resort to his back-up plan, which he was more than sure he would have needed to use.
"Quick, Chouji, let me see your list." Shikamaru whispered as the customer and cashier made conversation. Chouji did so, and Shikamaru quickly looked down the piece of paper, memorizing every word as clearly as he could, and started mouthing noiselessly, much to Chouji's confusion. Finally, when he finished his muted mantra, Shikamaru made a hand sign and whispered,
"Shadow Possession Jutsu!"
His and Chouji's intermingled shadows stretched like a rope towards that of the customer, whose jerk into silence went unnoticed by the cashier. Shikamaru then said aloud,
"Where can I find the movies around here?" The customer saying these very same things in unison with his possessor.
"Just enter that doorway to the right," The cashier answered, indicating the doorway. "You'll find every movie you'll want. From soft-core and first-time sex to..."
Shikamaru released the jutsu as the cashier continued to recite the genres and specifics of the movies, and he and Chouji walked quickly and quietly through the curtained doorway to the movie section, the customer confused as to why he was being told about pornographic movies.
"That's a pretty cool jutsu!" Chouji marveled.
"Nara Clan Hiden Ninpo, Shadow Possession." Shikamaru whispered back. "Careful, we might get spotted if we don't watch ourselves." He added as the boys reached another curtained entranceway. He and Chouji peeked carefully through the curtain, quickly glanced left and right, then slipped behind a movie rack.
"Let's see..." Shikamaru whispered, scanning the shelves for the titles on his and Chouji's lists. "Oh, there's one of mine." He snagged the tape quickly and looked very carefully over the edge of the shelf to see another adult searching the opposite side for a movie that caught his interest.
"Crap! I think he saw me." Shikamaru muttered, watching the customer's movements. He peered over the edge and Shikamaru pulled Chouji away. "Yeah, yeah he did!" They snuck out of range from the customer, who looked around the shelf, blinked, and shrugged before returning to his business.
"That was too close!" Chouji sighed with relief.
"I think it's safe to use transformation jutsu now. They won't check us for ID now that we're already in." Shikamaru pointed out. Chouji nodded, and they both took on the forms of grown adults.
"How do I look? Old enough to pass as over 18?" Chouji asked, unsure of his capability with the transformation jutsu.
"Yeah, perfect." Shikamaru nodded, giving him a thumbs-up. "What about me?"
"Great." Chouji nodded. From there, it was no problem at all for Chouji or Shikamaru to get the items they required. When at the counter, Chouji became very shaky, scared that he and/or his friend would get caught, but...
"Alright, have a nice day." The cashier concluded, putting all the items into brown paper bags, sealing some with a sticker, and pushing them back to the boys. Once outside the shop and in the safe zone, Shikamaru and Chouji let down their jutsu and high-fived.
"That was pretty cool of you, Shikamaru!" Chouji smiled admiringly.
"You weren't bad yourself." Shikamaru grinned.
"See you tomorrow?"
"Sure thing."

"That was fun." Chouji thought, sighing.
"God, this is so boring!" Kiba groaned, covering his ears to Suzume's voice, which he could swear had the power to slow down time. "I could be spending some much needed time with my silicone snatch instead of this shit. Stupid Hana..."

"Alright. Here goes..." Kiba told himself as he stood outside of X-Rank Mission, forming the hand seal to perform a transformation jutsu, when suddenly, he was bonked on the back of the head. "Ow! Hey, what...?"
"What do you think you're doing out here, pup?" It was Hana, Kiba's older sister.
"Argh! I told you to stop calling me that!" Kiba barked irritably. "I'm almost a ninja, so the least you could do is stop treating me like a little kid!"
"Down, boy." Hana laughed. Oh, how she loved teasing her little brother. "So, what's a pup like you doing at a place like this?"
"I could ask you the same thing." Kiba answered, his eyes narrowed with suspicion. "What's 'Ms. Pure little flower' doing going to a dirty place like X-Rank."
"First off, if you're implying your big sister is a slut, you'd better watch your back, pup." Hana growled, grabbing Kiba by his hair and suddenly displaying an animalistic appearance. "Second, only the grown-ups can abbreviate it 'X-Rank.' And third, a little pup like you is decades away from even being within a kilometer of a place like X-Rank."
"Well aren't you the proper little 'bitch'?" Kiba retorted. (For the record, he's referring to a female dog, not what you were probably thinking.) "If you must know, I have to do some shopping my sex ed teacher assigned me, so back off!"
"Oh, did she now?" Hana teased, snagging the list from Kiba's pocket. "Well now!" She repressed a laugh as Kiba gave an irritably humiliated blush. "Be nice to your big sister, and maybe I'll get these things for you."
"Fine. Please?" Kiba sighed.
"Sit." Hana mock-ordered. Kiba growled and sat on the ground. "Roll over." Kiba rolled in the dirt, Akamaru imitating his action. "Shake." Kiba shook hands with his sister. "Good boy." She ruffled his hair and strode into the sex shop.
"Honestly, my sister...!" Kiba groaned as he avoided stares from people who saw his dog impression. Akamaru yapped an agreement.
"Can I see some ID, ma'am?" The lady at the register recited.
"Here ya go, Yuko." Hana laughed, unzipping her vest and opening it wide, her jugs on full display for Yuko to play with.
"Oh, yeah. You're awesome, Hana." Yuko giggled, sticking her head between Hana's tits and pressing them together. "So, what can I getcha?"
"A couple of pornos and a masturbator for my little brother, and the newest Make-out Paradise book and your biggest dildo with your most ridiculous function for me." Hana replied, reaching under Yuko's pants and grabbing her ass.
"Did your newest relationship not go over well?" Yuko asked, sliding Hana's vest off and taking off her own shirt before pressing her and Hana's boobs together.
"No." Hana sighed, resisting a moan or two as her and Yuko's nipples rubbed against one another. "I gotta have someone to do at night. Sex is my drug. And Yahiko's nowhere to be found now a days."
"Why don't you take me home tonight?" Yuko asked, kissing Hana deeply and sensually. "Lot cheaper than some dildo that fills your insides with cherry-flavored cream."
"Mmm. That sounds really tasty." Hana licked her lips, before licking Yuko's. "Why don't we play with that over at your place tonight?"
"Ooooh! That'll be fun." Yuko giggled, starting to reach down Hana's pants, but Hana stopped her.
"Save it for later." She said huskily. "My little brother's still waiting for me outside, so..."
"Ah, right." Yuko nodded, rushing to grab some movies and magazines, snagged a masturbator, bagged and sealed it all, and put her shirt back on as Hana zipped her vest back up. "Let's go knock some boot!" She giggled, walking out of the store, turning over the 'open' sign to 'closed,' which featured a nude girl with a sad face, her privates censored by the red crossed-out circle.
"Here ya go, pup. Enjoy." Hana said absent-mindedly, dropping the bag into Kiba's hands and walking off with Yuko, embracing her very closely and making out with her profusely.
"Wow... that's a side of my sister I've never seen..." Kiba blinked, Akamaru giving a sound of agreeing surprise.
"And now she has a bargaining chip." Kiba sighed. His sister knew he was tempted to skip class on account of Suzume, so she stole the flesh light he had had so much fun with the last few days. "Stupid Hana..."

"Stupid class..." Sakura sighed. She was one of the few that was keen on Suzume teaching for the day, but now, like just about everyone else, she was beginning to lose more respect for the huffy woman by the minute. She was now beginning to appreciate Anko's fun, lenient ways. "I don't know which I'd prefer, this, or Onnasuki."

"Okay, Sakura relax." Sakura told herself, taking a deep breath to calm herself,her nerves racking as she approached X-Ranked Mission. "Transform!" She called, turning into a lovely, fully-grown adult with beautifully long, flowing hair, an incredibly slender, shapely figure, and the kind of breasts Sakura dreamed of; big, but not too big.

"Hey, Erika, think you can take over for me a little while?" Yuko asked her fellow employee.
"Sure." Erika nodded.
"Thanks, kiddo." Yuko grinned, giving Erika a little smooch on the cheek and a playful little slap on the ass.
The front door to the sex shop opened, and Erika recited to the pink-haired woman who stepped inside,
"I'll need to see some ID, please."
"Shoot! I didn't think about that!" Sakura thought, digging through her pockets to find nothing of value to her entry. "Sorry, ma'am, I think I left it at home." She invented cleverly.
"I'm sorry, but all customers have to provide a proper ID before entry into this store." Erika stated, though she did seems sympathetic to Sakura's excuse. "Sorry, but those are the rules."
"Right. Sorry to bother you." Sakura responded politely, leaving the shop.
"Looking to get in, Sakura Haruno?" A woman just outside teased. She had short, boyish black hair, dark red eyes, and a grin about her face that implied that she was up to no good.
"Um... how do you know my name and what business is it of yours?" Sakura asked, dropping the jutsu as she saw no reason to use it any further.
"I'm Onnasuki, and I just want to lend a hand. The woman smiled, pulling Sakura back into an alleyway near the store.
"I just want to get some things from in there." Sakura grunted, trying to pull away from this stranger.
"Give me a kiss, and I'll think about doing it for you." Onnasuki whispered in a sultry tone. Sakura's face turned as pink as her hair.
"No! That's sexual harassment!" She snapped.
"Oh, don't be a prude." Onnasuki retorted. "Besides, you know I have a better chance of getting what you're looking for than whatever convoluted plan you've come up with."
"Alright. But just one kiss." Sakura sighed, turning from pink to red, and beginning to beat herself up inside for even saying such a thing. With ever-growing reluctance, Sakura closed her eyes, and pulled herself closer and closer to the lesbian deviant, their lips finally meeting, before Sakura almost immediately pulled away.
"The fuck was that?" Onnasuki chuckled. "You call that a kiss? All that buildup for just a little bit of lip contact?"
"I said one kiss and I meant it." Sakura stated firmly.
"THIS is a kiss." Onnasuki said huskily, grabbing the arms of the pink-haired student and pulling Sakura into a deep, very adult kiss, her tongue dancing inside her mouth, and playing with her tongue, and her eyes widened with shock. Onnasuki's tongue partied in Sakura's mouth as her innerself screamed disdainfully.
"No! No! NO! This bitch is stealing my first kiss! Why couldn't it have been Sasuke?"
Onnasuki then took it a bit further than she should have, her hands running down her arms, slowly before sliding across the fabric covering her chest. Onnasuki could tell her size, but still, she began unzipping Sakura's dress, and yanking it open and down off of her shoulders, a little before reaching in and groping the tiny tits inside.
"Don't have much up here, do you?" She teased, breaking the kiss.
"Oh shut up! Leave me alone!" Sakura yelled.
"No. Can. Do." Onnasuki giggled, pulling her own shirt off, before pulling down Sakura's more, so her upper torso was revealed, making the pink haired girl blush even redder, and then pressing her moderately sized breasts against Sakura's tiny ones, both of them moaning as their nipples rubbed against one another. Onnasuki dove in for another kiss, reaching into Sakura's pants to the feel of a moist, warm pussy and rubbing slowly across the slit, as it grew quickly wetter.
"Awefully turned on, aren't we?" She teased. It was here that Sakura decided that she had enough.
"Fuck off!" She screamed, using her body to push Onnasuki away, and pulling up her top back over her shoulders, before punching Onnasuki into the wall behind her, and zipping her dress back up and running away with shame.
"Worth it." Onnasuki shrugged.
"Maybe I'll do the list some other time." Sakura sighed shaking her head, trying to forget what just happened as she eturned back to her room later that evening. She sat down on the side of her bed and noticed a brown paper bag seated next to her. She unsealed the bag and opened it, instantly turning beat-red as she saw the contents of the bag; erotic novels, dirty magazines, an egg vibrator, and a sexual how-to book on bisexual sex...
"Wait, bisexual?" Sakura blinked as she reread the cover. "Anko-sensei told me to get..." It was then that she understood who it was that left this present for her.
"Fucking first kiss-stealing bitch!" Her inner self screamed with rage, realizing it must have been her.

Meanwhile, back at X-Rank, the door opened once more, and Erika recited her typical line,
"I need to see some I..." But she froze as soon as she saw who it was that stood before her: Shino Aburame.
"Sorry, I don't have any ID on me." Shino stated in his usual low, cold-sounding voice. Erika repressed a scream. The Aburame Clan freaked the shit out of her.
"Take what ever you want!" She cried.
"I'm... not here to rob you. I'm just looking for..." Shino consulted his list. "Sex made perfect..."
"Here! Take the book and leave please!" Erika shrieked, pushing the book onto the counter and making Shino blink with confusion.
"I'm... not here to rob you, I just want..."
"Take it and go!" Erika cried.
"Very well... thank you..." Shino said politely before leaving the store. "That was rather odd..." He mused as he walked out.

Every single one of the bored-to-death students in Suzume's classroom were immediately revived as the bell rang, and gathering all their things together, the students burst out of the classroom, not even bothering to listen to Suzume's screams of,
"Single file, everyone! SINGLE FILE!"
"Hey, kiddo!" Naruto froze as he ran home, looking around for the source of the voice that called him. "Up here!" He looked up to see Anko sitting on the treebranch directly above. "How was class without me?"
"I... didn't show up for class today." Naruto responded sheepishly.
"Oh?" Anko raised an eyebrow. It was really just like Naruto to skip on a class, especially considering who it was that was substituting today. "Well, aren't you the naughty boy. Skipping out on an important class!" She really couldn't blame Naruto for bailing, but she couldn't help but enjoy teasing him.
"It wasn't my fault! Naruko dragged me off to...!" Naruto tried to explain, but Anko cut across him.
"No excuses, kiddo! You're coming home with me!" She said in a mockingly strict voice. She dragged Naruto, who by now was tired beyond belief from his day with his older female look-alike, to her house, where he was sat on the provocative, heart-shaped bed.
"What are you going to do?" Naruto asked, not able to see that Anko was only teasing him, and about to give him a special treat.
"Just chill." Anko chuckled. "Soon enough, you'll be getting an extra special little treat."
"Huh?" Naruto blinked, still surprised he wasn't actually in trouble.
"You'll see." Anko chimed in a sing-song voice. "An extra special guest who loves you to death."
"Oh..." Naruto blinked, his face turning bright red. "Who is it?" Anko just sighed and smiled at the kid's childish ignorance as they waited on their 'extra special guest.'
Special thanks to Mattwilson83 for proofreading and permission to use his OC Yuko, and another Special thanks to Cloud Link Zero for permission to use his OC, Yahiko, even though he was only mentioned in this chapter.
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