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The Legendary Sucker Chronicles	By : MorbidFantasy Category: Naruto > General Views: 87717 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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You know what sucks? Economics in Narutoverse makes no sense. I crunched a bunch of numbers with the data given, did a bunch of estimates and wild guesswork, and came to the conclusion that 1 ryo has the same buying power as 1.6 us cents, meaning $1usd is 62.5 ryo. Assuming Tsunade earns an equivalent of a high ranking U.S office holder, giving her $180k annual or $15K monthly….nevermind, the math is hurting my head.
The bottom line is, until I get my figures straight, I may have to rework any mention of payscale in the earlier chapters, so don’t take any numbers or ratios I throw out for permanent.
For the time being, I’m normalizing Tsunade’s monthly income at $15k, which is what Matsui is paying her for this “date”, except $45k because he tripled it (rich bastard). Meanwhile I’m setting Tsunade’s total debt in the ballpark of $1.5-4 million usd equivalent for no reason other than the fact that it all depends on what sort of “interest” Kunio is running with his scheme
Chapter 3: The Games Begin
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After a while, Tsunade actually wished she could just dance away the rest of the hour in the blinding embrace of her mokuton outfit. She could almost imagine that no one was actually in the room after a few minutes.
Sadly, it was not to be.
When the mokuton stopped making her dance, and started moving her body back into the bed, Tsunade instinctively resisted, and once again, was punished.
She was still blinded, but the mokuton seemed to know exactly what to do with her body, which turned itself around and got on all fours, raising her rear end towards Matsui.
She shuddered as he entered her from behind, the vines inside her vagina removing themselves just before his tip pressed against her. The mokuton seemed to still be teaching her, as her hips were forced to gyrate and rock against Matsui, who didn’t even have to move to enjoy himself.
What’s worse, was that the blindness, just as it had amplified her sensitivity to learning the erotic dancing, now amplified each sensation of Matsui’s cock as it rubbed against her inner walls.
Like before, if she fucked herself against him in just the right way, Tsunade was rewarded with pleasure. If she did even the slightest movement to pull away from him or disobey, the mokuton squeezed against her and caused her pain.
Then, there was a final escalation.
A voice inside Tsunade’s head that was definitely not her own sounded.
Say ‘Oh Matsui, your cock feels amazing.’ the voice said.
“Who...what?! Aaaaaangh.” Tsunade’s stuttering was promptly punished.
Say ‘Oh Matsui, your cock feels amazing. the voice said again.
“O...ohh, Matsui, y...your cock feels amazing.” Tsunade forced out, and immediately moaned loudly as if to confirm the genuinity of her statement, as the mokuton sent a very strong burst of pleasure into her loins, making Matsui’s cock actually feel incredibly good.
“Unnngh, I’m happy to hear you say that, Tsuna-chan.” Matsui groaned as he thrusted into her, his belly rocking from where it rested on top of her buttocks, almost sticking to her skin.
Tsunade didn’t have time to ponder if it was Matsui himself giving telepathic instructions to the mokuton before she was given her next line to say.
Say ‘Please. Fuck me harder, Matsui. I need you to fuck me harder!’
“P...please. Fuck me harder UNNNngh. Matsui, I need you to fuck me harder!” It didn’t even feel like she was talking, but the lewd words she was hearing were unmistakably her own.
“If you insist, hime...ungh…”
“Please, I need, to cum...I need...your cum…” Tsunade heard herself say, having received those lines much quicker this time. So quickly that she had a moment of doubt as to whether the instructions were from the voice in her head or merely her own thoughts.
Because, for whatever reason, she really did need that overwhelming pleasure now. Just like the day before, when it had overridden her pride, Tsunade’s defeated mind was, at the moment, seeking the same blissful oblivion that had rescued her from shameful consciousness. She wanted to cum hard enough so as to forget, to wake up in her own bed and not remember any of this.
Unfortunately, a dozen minutes of lustily begging for Matsui’s cock only kept her at a steadily unsatisfying level of arousal that only reinforced her clarity of mind, forcing her to contemplate her current humiliating predicament.
Once again, Matsui baited her with the possibility of early release, if she came at the same time as him. Not that there was as much time left on the clock to avoid, but Tsunade still tried to work for it, even thrusting one hand between her legs to rub her clit vigorously so as to bring herself closer to the edge. The mokuton didn’t stop her from doing this.
This time, she didn’t even get to cum before Matsui did, and as soon as he had finished dumping his load into her and pulled out, the mokuton forced the hand that it had allowed between her legs to scoop up his semen as it leaked out of her, and bring it to her lips, giving her a painful reminder to obey and open her mouth to lick her cum laden fingers clean.
“Don’t feel too bad, Tsuna-chan, there’s less than fifteen minutes left on the clock, so it’s not like you had much to gain.” Matsui said, falsely consoling her, patting her rump as he collapsed back on the bed.
The eye covers had just removed themselves from her, and as soon as Tsunade adjusted to the light, she braved sending Matsui a withering glare.
The mokuton had shrunk from her body, leaving her fully naked and uncovered. And suddenly, without directions on what to do, Tsunade didn’t know if she should move from where she was still propped on all fours, as Matsui was still caressing her behind with one hand.
“Fortunately, I know exactly what we should do. You’re a renowned medic ninja, after all, and I hear you can breath life into nearly any body part using your chakra. Well, normally at this point, I don’t think I could get hard again comfortably. Why don’t you try to fix that.” He suggested.
Tsunade blanched. All of her shinobi training. The fine chakra control needed to mend the most grievous of battlefield wounds, to save the lives of Konoha shinobi. All of that skill was now being relegated to this; giving a new hardon to a man she had only known for an hour but had already debased herself for twice.
“What’s the matter, Tsuna-chan? Do you not think you can do it? How about this, if you can get me hard again, I’ll double the amount I give to A.H.T.J.”
The humiliation asides, it was not an unfair offer. Not that fairness was a factor any longer. Tsunade only thought about it for a few seconds before wordlessly kneeling between Matsui’s legs, hovering both of her palms over his flaccid member, and trying to concentrate as she kneaded the chakra necessary for cellular regeneration.
She had actually done this before. With Dan Kato. Once, fresh from their first battle, the two had absconded deep into the forest of Konoha, where, using her mystical palm technique, Tsunade and Dan had made love to one another for hours without fatigue or soreness. It was one of her most fond memories.
And now, that same technique was breathing life into the member of this man that for all intent and purposes, was raping her, or at least coercing her into unwilling sex.
“Whoaaaa, amazing, Tsuna-chan! If I had known you could do this, we could’ve had so much more fun during this session. In the future, you must do this for me all the time!” Matsui exclaimed, testing his own hardness with his hand. His cock was as hard as ever, in fact the hardest it had been his entire life. It also felt more engorged as well.
My god. Tsunade thought, what have I done.
“I was a little worried that we couldn’t get to it, but Tsuna-chan, I think it’s time we paid your pretty little rump some attention, wouldn’t you say? Let’s play a game again. You have… twelve minutes left. here, you can even see my watch for yourself. In less than twelve minutes, your lunch break will be over. If you can make me cum inside your ass right when the time runs out, I will triple the pay for today. You hear that? That’s three times your monthly salary as Hokage. Aren’t you excited?”
“O...okay.” Tsunade answered. Now that she wasn’t in the embrace of the mokuton, she felt a surge of confidence in her ability to control herself.
“You’ll have to cum yourself, of course.”
Not wishing to say another word, Tsunade squatted herself over Matsui’s member, and forcing her sphincter to relax, lowered herself over him with her back facing him.
“Nuh uh uh uh, you have to face me, you silly minx, you thought you could get away with not looking at me, didn’t you. turn around so I can play with those pretty titties of yours.” Matsui cooed, not even giving Tsunade the privacy of fingering herself outside of his view. He intently watched Tsunade dismount and remount him in the correct position, taking off his watch and resting it on the top of his belly so that she could see how much time remained.
“For that little sneaky sneaky, I’m going to have to add some more rules. If you have us both cumming at the last second, you get triple the pay, but for every second that we’re off, you owe me another hour session in the future, free of charge.”
“Wh...what?!” Tsunade nearly shrieked in outrage. This wasn’t a game meant for her to win.
Matsui laughed, and reached down to tap a finger against the seal on her crotch. It immediately glowed red.
Tsunade clenched up and climaxed.
“Whoops...you came, and my goodness, still nearly ten minutes left, that’s almost 600 seconds, so I guess you own me 600 hours of...a joke, a joke, Hokage-hime. Don’t cry, I was joking, ahahahahaha” He said, as tears streamed down Tsunade’s cheek at this obscene unfairness. To her credit, she was continuing to sink her ass down onto his fat erection, although her hands had momentarily clenched up on his chest, leaving ten red nail marks before she could contain herself.
“Ouch,” Matsui said, as Tsunade frantically rushed to heal the scratches she had just incurred on him, sniffing loudly as she actually offered a relieved smile that he wasn’t actually conning her into an exorbitant amount of free sex.
“60 hours, half price if you beat the game, a tenth of your monthly salary per hour otherwise. Hahaha, I’m not a mean person, I swear! Tsuna-chan needs to relax and not take everything so seriously, hahahaha. Here, I’ll let mokuton-san make you feel good.” He grabbed the blocks from next to him and clapped.
From the corners of the bed, the four wooden dummies flared to life again, once again extending their malleable limbs to molest Tsunade in every way possible.
Of course, it was another trick, or what Matsui considered to be humor. As soon as Tsunade came again from the mokuton, he changed the terms of her punishment and how much he was paying her.
Tsunade wanted to dismiss everything he said as meaningless jests, but realized that she couldn’t. Anything this man said might very well be the truth. Thus, Matsui kept Tsunade his constantly changing terms, so much so that she nearly forgot the clock.
Nearly, but fortunately, Tsunade was better than that.
Her shinobi training kicked in, and with thirty seconds on the clock, and feeling that Matsui was indeed close to cumming, Tsunade devoted every fiber of her focus in what she was feeling in her ass, grinding away at Matsui’s self control, until, with a mere two seconds left on the clock, she felt him burst within her. Her own orgasm managed to hit right on the last sliver of time.
“Ohhhhh Tsuna-chan, how disappointing, two seconds too soon.” Matsui groaned, smiling.
“No, you said I win if we’re both coming at the last second. You didn’t say if we both start coming at the last second.” Tsunade said.
Matsui blinked, then laughed, realizing he had verbally pidgeon-holed.
“Ahahahaha well played, Hime, however, by my count, you also came at least once every minute. That’s a total of nine times without me, isn’t it?”
“...Like I said. I had both of us coming at the last second….” Tsunade said again.
“Yes yes, well, you win some, you lose some. Ok, let’s see what did I last say...um...right. That’ll be nine individual hour-long sessions, each worth one week’s Hokage salary.”
“But...that’s…”
“Too little? Let’s not be greedy here, Tsuna-chan, one hours work for one week’’s pay is very generous. I know for a fact some of the clients Kunio-san has lined up for you won’t even manage more than two day’s pay, if even, so you should really be thanking me for my generosity.”
“I.... thank you, Matsui-san, for your generosity.”
“Good, now clean me up and get dressed, I’m sure Kunio-san should be returning any minute now.”
“I’m already here.”
“Oh dear, Kunio-san, punctual as ever. I’m almost embarrassed to be seen by you without my clothes on, although, you can’t really see my naughty bits, can you. I’m wearing Tsuna-chan’s mouth around it, ahahahahahaha. Did you know I was just inside of her ass too? And yet she still wrapped her mouth around my penis.”
“Matsui-san, you’re time is up. You’re now on the Hokage’s time. Please get dressed.”
“Huff, you’re no fun. Tsuna-chan, you can stop now. Matsui, Tsuna-chan and I had a few wagers going on during this past hour. I’m going to need some more of her time at a discount. For today though I’ll pay triple what we had agreed on.”
“Very well. You can fill me in on the details later. Hokage-hime, please get dressed. You are going to have official visitors soon. I suggest you meet them downstairs, because you’ve left a very obvious smell in this room that I’ll need a few minutes to clear up.”

“I...need to use the washroom.” Tsunade said. She could taste her own breath, and was leaking cum from both holes below.
“There’s no need.” Kunio made a series of seals, and immediately, the vine like appendages re embraced Tsunade, several of them probing into her already violated holes, plugging them and sealing in Matsui’s semen. Another appendage entered her mouth, and began excreting a strong aromatic sap that coated the entire inside of her mouth, before becoming more watery and sliding down her throat, taking with them all traces of semen and leaving behind a faint flowery scent.
Meanwhile, the four mokuton-jin pulled and pushed at her, strong arming Tsunade back into her clothes, with the wood vine armor still attached to her underneath.
“Come, Hokage-hime, you can go meet your guest at the entrance, and walk them back up. I’ll see Matsui-san out and tidy things up here.” Kunio said, his anbu mask obscuring his reaction to Tsunade’s lethal glare.
Later that afternoon.
The rest of the day, moving was very difficult for her. with both of her holes plugged, Tsunade couldn’t help but be stimulated with every movement she made. It didn’t help that the vines that encircled her delicates had grown completely stiff, and if she so much as walked the wrong way, one or more of her three sensitive buds would come close to being ripped off. She soon found that if she focused her chakra towards those points, be it her nips or her groin, the vines would temporarily soften to give her some respite.
Whenever doing this, however her chakra would transform into the same sort of pleasure-inducing chakra from the vines themselves, resulting in several awkward moments where she unintentionally aroused herself while speaking to someone. And because this chakra control was only needed when she was moving, it meant that Tsunade was forced to continually stimulate herself whenever she had to walk somewhere, which up until now she had never realized how much she did during her workday. The Academy was a big place, and sometimes meetings had to take place in independent offices apart from the Hokage’s own.
Tsunade had to make six such walks in as many hours. She ended up cumming a little all six times. Not hard enough debilitate her. Just enough to make her flushed and shudder once or twice awkwardly. Two people asked if she was coming down with something. The nurse in the Academy’s medic division wanted to take her temperature and heart rate. Tsunade only managed to get herself out of that predicament by becoming needlessly cross with her, scaring the nurse into apologizing for intruding. Tsunade felt bad for doing so.
When the workday was finally over, she clocked out of her duties as Hokage, only to clock into her newfound duties to A.H.T.J
There were no new clients for the day, but that didn’t stop Kunio from directing Tsunade back to the very office in which she had signed herself into this virtual prostitution merely the day before.
Once there, he finally freed Tsunade of the wood fine armor, but only so that Tsunade could begin her “education”.
Along with the four mokuton-jin from earlier that day, there was a total of six mokuton-jin in the room, all slightly different in size, some taller, some shorter, all mildly overweight, although none as close to obesity as Matsui was. Each mokuton-jin had human accurate anatomy, being endowed with a wooden penis as well as testes. Kunio furthered the realism with a few seals, upon which the mokuton-jin’s birch-like surfaces morphed into human like qualities, leaving Tsunade surrounded by what appeared to be six faceless, fully nude, clean-shaven, males.
“I know you like to gamble, Hokage-hime. It’s what got you into this predicament in the first place. But as long as you’re going to have to train to improve your ability to please clients, I’m going to offer you many opportunities to earn more money than you otherwise could have. Starting with this.
Each of these mokuton-jin has a name carved above its cock. one of these has the name and physical likeness of your client tomorrow. Tomorrow, if you can correctly guess who that client is from the one mokuton-jin that is modeled after him, then you will be given triple pay, just like today with Matsui-san.
However, if you guess wrong, and you only get one guess, then you will only receive a tenth of the pay. Furthermore, you will not know if you are right or not until your time with the client is over, as he has been informed of this game, so will not tell you his name until the very end.”
“So five out of six times I’m going to get it wrong?” Tsunade muttered, mostly to herself, as she often muttered while calculating her odds whilst gambling.
“Actually, your odds are as good as you want them to be. These mokuton-jin have been given enough chakra to last for quite a few hours. You can take as long as you want to get to know them, as long as you are teaching yourself to fuck at all times. Or, if you aren’t confident with guessing and want to settle for earning the normal pay, you can simply tell your client so and draw the game.”
“Fine, I get it.” Tsunade said, and almost too eagerly, knelt down before one of the now flesh-like mokuton-jin, feeling is erect member as well as the surrounding regions with both hands and trying to remember its dimension. This one’s name was Arata Sosuke. A plan was already forming in her head on how to best differentiate between the different mokuton-jins.
A swath of vines grabbed her and hoisted her off of her feet, bringing her eye to eye with Kunio, who smiled.
“Not so fast, Hokage-hime. Before I leave you alone with these training dummies, you have to please me first.”
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I hadn’t meant to publish this so soon, but I figured people would like for at least a conclusion to Tsunade’s first “date” with Matsui, so here it is.
meanwhile, chapters 5,6 and 7 are all happening simultaneously, which is a very bad thing because I’m having text blocking issues with managing an appropriate amount of words per chapter (3-5k is normal for me)
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