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A Lewd New World	By : EvilFuzzy Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 74834 -:- Recommendations : 12 -:- Currently Reading : 24
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A Lewd New World
A Naruto smutbunny
By
EvilFuzzy9

WARNING: This fanfic depicts activities of an adult nature between characters who would be minors in the real world. The author of this fic does not endorse such things being done by minors in real life, and in fact strongly discourages minors from reading this, and also from participating in any and all such activities until they are at the age of majority/consent as defined in the laws or customs of their state or principality.
(ugh, good fight scenes are SO HARD to write)

Deidara writhed in agonizing ecstasy as the hard, artificial phalluses of Sasori's puppets filled her. It was excruciating. The dildos were of an immense size, such that dwarfed any natural manhood. They were too large for a human body to hold. Deidara felt like she was dying, just having those monsters jammed inside her.
And the breasts were just as oversized, all but smothering her from both sides. The enormous mounds buried much of Deidara's body, trapping her between two vast crevices of artificial flesh.
"Ohhh...!" Deidara couldn't help moan. "Dollface, why do you...? Ahhhhh...! Mmmm! YESSSSS❤"
She squirmed, feeling her pussy and ass both being stretched out far beyond their limits. Even the slightest twitch caued her a great deal of pain, and only the blonde's love of rough stuff kept her from passing out.
She had much experience with all of this. This wasn't even close to Deidara's first time being raped by Sasori's puppets. She was used to this, and still it was almost more than she could bear.
Deidara couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of hell those two Leaf kunoichi must have been going through.

Asuka ducked and rolled, narrowly avoiding the cloth-shredding chakra claws of one of Sasori's sex puppets. She could hear the rush of wind – or was it blood? – in her ear as the glowing talons passed over her head.
She wasn't able to avoid its tits smacking her in the face, though, as the puppet rushed overhead. It was a heavy impact, jarring her badly even with as soft as the artificial bosoms were. Only years of practice allowed her to roll with the blow and keep from getting laid out flat, and with a grunt she kicked up at the puppet's midsection, pressing her hands against the ground when she was lined up.
The puppet was thrown back by the force of this blow, and Asuka took that second of reprieve to regain her footing. She gripped her trench knives in hand, flipping herself bodily up in the air so as to land on her feet. This was not a moment too soon, either, as the other two puppets zoomed in at her from opposite directions.
She sidestepped, narrowly evading that pincer maneuver, and swung a hand out in a wide arc behind her.
One of the puppets' lost a hand. The other's head fell off. But this did not stop them from functioning, and Asuka had to leap straight up in the air to avoid them as they altered trajectory to follow after her.
Her hands clapped swiftly together in a blur of arcane configurations.
Fire Style: Burning Ash!
She exhaled a cloud of combustible particulate, blowing it down at the two puppets. But the other one was at this same moment angling for her, flying up through the air in a trajectory timed to intercept her own.
The ash below her swirled, also, erupting into twin whorls as the puppets below her rose up as well. Their heads were up out of the cloud when Asuka made her move.
The puppet from before was seconds away. The two below her were brandishing chakra claws as they rose up, swiftly she knew, but everything seemed to be happening in slow motion, Asuka's perception of time dilating in this moment of high tension.
Gotta time this just right...! she thought, gritting her teeth in concentration.
Her hands flicked into a final seal, the Tiger.
She focused her chakra.
Fire.
The cloud of ash blossomed, a flash of white and blue at the peak of its heat, blinding to look at. The first puppet shooting toward her was but a second's fraction away. The two beneath her were halfway out of the cloud, the better part of their imitation breasts visible.
White and blue cooled to red and orange as the thermal energy spread out from the epicenter. The air was hot, so hot that its expansion felt like a wall of force, and the sound of it was like a thunderclap.
The puppets below were engulfed in flame, and blasted upwards.
Asuka could smell burning rubber. The first puppet was nearly upon her.
Her hair blew back in the wind, the explosion hitting her like a brick wall. Asuka kicked down, blindly, hoping she'd timed this right. Hot ash was in her face, tears stinging at her eyes in attempt to flush away the foreign particles.
Her feet met resistance. The charred and blackened faces of the two puppets beneath her collided with the soles of Asuka's sandals, blown upwards violently by the blast.
The kinetic force of the two puppets was transferred to Asuka, and her feet drove them downwards with a mighty blow. The recoil of the kick, the equal and opposite reaction combined with the transferred momentum of the burning marionettes, was just barely sufficient.
Asuka moved higher up, a second jump in midair affording her space enough to dodge the first puppet, which itself veered off course in the buffeting blaze of her burning ash. The other two were burned and broken, reduced to a point where no craft of Sasori's could make any more use of them.
Asuka pulled a kunai from her pocket as she began plummeting back to earth. The last remaining puppet had regained itself, and was heading once more straight towards her.
A hand grasped the slip of a paper bomb.
Artificial tits of some malleable, rubbery make dragged grotesquely against the wind; buttocks of a similar fashion did likewise.
Asuka wrapped the weaponized talisman around her kunai's handle with a swift and practiced ease.
Her feet hit the ground.
The puppet was nearly on top of her.
Asuka swung her arm out, then tucked and rolled. After three successive tumbles, she sprang back to her feet and made a single handseal, not looking back, only praying she'd put enough distance between herself and the puppet.
A second passed.
A wall of air slammed into Asuka's back, staggering her. It battered her eardrums with a deafening roar, bowing her head as smoke blew and wind howled.
A single puppet hand smacked the jonin's ass, dissipating chakra claws managing at least one blow to justify their existence, shredding away the rear of Asuka's trousers with a frightful ease, destroying her panties and baring a finely tanned ass. The Sarutobi blushed at this, managing a girlish squeak of surprise, but still she had at least succeeded in destroying the puppets.
Sasori smirked, and before Asuka knew what was happening, a hot, ash covered dildo shot out from the debris, flying along on the Scorpion's chakra threads.
Her sting was not so easily thwarted.
Asuka's eyes widened as the blow hit her, Sasori burying the ungodly massive phallus where the sun didn't shine.
"Oh FUUUUUUUCK!" Asuka screamed, the pain overwhelming her. She felt her anus rip from the girth, and blood pooled around the gigantic dildo. Smouldering ash of her own devising dug excruciatingly into the open wounds, and the jonin fell to her knees.
There were some kinds of pain that no amount of training could prepare you for.
She came this close to blacking out.
Damn... she thought. I let my guard down.
"Do you see now?" said Sasori. "This is the superiority of puppets. The flesh is weak, humans fallible. People are so easily broken, so easily slain... when a puppet breaks, you can rebuild it, or replace its parts. Isn't that so much more preferable?"
Asuka began to fade, her vision blurring from incredible pain. Sasori's puppet mistress jutsu drove the dildo violently back and forth in her ass, nailing the jonin to the ground. She was tits-down in the dirt, her eyes glassy and breathing shallow.
"Your flesh betrays you," Sasori continued. "You have an admirable will, but your weak human body fails you. Do not worry, though. I will make you a new body, and take care of everything for you. I will make you into one of my puppets, and you will never have to worry or hurt ever again."
Asuka grit her teeth, unable to move, or speak. She nearly passed out.
Nearly.
CRACK CRACK
CRAAAAAACK
Miraiya and Mikoto howled out with ecstatic laughter, their bodies writhing and sweaty. The puppets which embraced them fell back, dropping uselessly to the ground.
"Hmph, looks like you girls aren't so tough," said the former, smirking and striking a pose. "Not if you can't endure the Iron Maidens of Konoha!"
Miraiya's breasts bobbed delightfully, and she rolled her head on her shoulders, flinging her long, snowy locks in a showy display. Bits and pieces of an utterly broken dildo fell from her pussy, which looked no worse the wear.
Mikoto giggled demurely, seductively cupping her modest breasts. She squeezed her thighs together, and similarly emasculated fragments of a once mighty phallus she pushed from her own motherly cunt, smiling lustily and licking her lips.
"What a shame," the pale brunette purred, her sharingan eyes twinkling mischievously. "They're definitely large, but these puppets of yours have no endurance."
She winked.
Asuka stared disbelieving, as did Sasori. So great was the redhead's amazement that she completely forgot the puppets she'd had punishing her partner, and they fell slack and lifeless without her will upon them. Deidara weakly pushed herself free of that excruciating embrace, and staggered to her feet.
"Wha... what in the world...?"
Mikoto smiled softly. A surge of chakra caught Sasori and Deidara's attention.
They turned their heads just in time to see all seven of the puppets Sasori had sent at Naruto completely disintegrate from the waist down and neck up, near simultaneously, each accompanied by a flash of gold and mighty SMACK.
Naruto appeared a second later, his zipper undone to let free a cock of somehow even GREATER size than the dildos of Sasori's puppets, all of him sheathed in a golden flame.
Sasori stared blankly at Naruto's manhood. It was easily double the size, right now, of the phalluses with which she had equipped her sex-puppets.
"I-impossible..." she said slowly. Were her face capable of expression, she would have certainly looked utterly flabbergasted. "I did my research... those puppets were equipped to be even triple your size, which was already at the upper limits of feminine endurance... so, how...?"
Naruto laughed.
"Are you talking about Granny's medical files?" he said, chuckling. "Yeah, I suppose those are accurate, but..."
He made a handseal, and suddenly his cock seemed to grow even larger, to the amazement of the Akatsuki kunoichi. The mere sight of it daunted them, yet Deidara at least also looked aroused by it, blushing and licking her lips hungrily.
"Hot damn," the blonde moaned, weakly lowering a hand to her aching and distended slit, which dripped once more with her fluids.
Sasori took a step back, her eyes affixed to Naruto's manhood.
"How...?" she murmured.
Naruto grinned.
"With Kumiko's chakra inside me," he said cheerfully, "trying to measure my dick by inches or centimeters is completely pointless."
He clasped his hands, and his penis shrank down to the size listed in his medical files – still formidable, to be sure, but realistically so, and not some anatomical grotesquerie.
Mikoto smiled, and she began forming a series of slow and deliberate handseals.
"Humans are soft and malleable," she said softly, ending with a tiger seal. "They grow and adapt."
She spat a ball of fire down at the castrated puppet which lay at her feet. It burned to ash in mere seconds.
Miraiya took a step forward, bringing a foot down hard on the midsection of her own puppet. It cracked audibly, groaning from the pressure she placed on its structure.
"Before a hurricane, the immovable oak will shatter," she said, pressing down harder, "where the yielding willow endures."
The puppet broke beneath her foot, falling into pieces.
Asuka groaned weakly. The thrusting of the dildo in her ass had come to a halt, Sasori's shock and dismay causing her to forget most of her puppets. She reached back, grabbing the base of the phallus lodged so deep in her asshole.
"I don't know what you think you're doing, playing at being a puppet..." she muttered, gripping the dildo tightly. She grit her teeth against the pain. "...but we won't let ourselves be beaten by some unfeeling doll!"
She yanked the dildo out of her ass, and blood dripped from her poor, distended anus. But she took a deep breath and swallowed the whimpers which wanted to escape, forcing herself to her feet in spite of the pain.
"I won't ever lose to someone..." she repeated slowly, leveling an intense gaze at Sasori. "...who's weak enough to give up on being human...!"
Sasori stared down at the Konoha ninja, swiveling her gaze from one to the other. Deidara was smiling idly beside her.
"People can learn from their mistakes," said Mikoto, flipping her silky raven locks and turning away from the flames. Her pale, slender figure was cast in reds and oranges by the fires of her own ninjutsu. "They can work to overcome their weaknesses, and improve."
"When we fall, we can pick ourselves back up," said Miraiya sagely, crossing her arms under her considerable bust. "Even when we fail, we can try and try again, and get a little bit closer to succeeding every time."
"Puppets are just puppets," Naruto intoned, meeting Sasori's gaze. "A wooden, empty person without will or emotion. Is that really what you want to be?"
Sasori took a step back.
"No..." she whispered quietly, an expressionless face starkly contrasting with the quiver in her voice. "You're wrong. You don't know anything!"
Smoke, white and thick, erupted behind Sasori as she flourished her arms. More puppets appeared, unlike the ones from before. They all opened up holes, and brandished frightful-looking claws. These were not disproportionately endowed mockeries of femininity, but rather almost uncannily realistic. They all looked very much like real girls, minus the weapons that protruded from the bodies.
Naruto closed his eyes, and hands of chakra formed behind him. Like a halo of light, the glow of multiple rasengans spinning up bathed his form in an ethereal mix of colors. In a circle behind him, the spiraling spheres levitated, giving Naruto the appearance of a Shinto kami.
"I know more than you think, Sasori-chan," he said calmly, not opening his eyes. "You're afraid. Afraid of getting close to others, of losing the people you care about."
"I fear nothing," Sasori hissed, and she sent her puppets forward. "I am perfect! I will never die!"
Mikoto, Miraiya, and Asuka stayed back. They did not want to get in Naruto's way.
"You lost your lover in an accident..." Naruto whispered. "She was poisoned, and you didn't know the antidote."
"I did what I had to!" Sasori shouted. "I saved her! I made it so she would never have to suffer that kind of pain again. She'll never die... She'll never leave me!"
Her puppets moved swiftly, and they spread out. Naruto was motionless, and they quickly encircled him. Blades glinted in the sunlight, cold steel.
Naruto opened his eyes.
A flash.
The combat puppets disintegrated, vanishing in stars of every color. Elemental chakra of every variety in Naruto's repetoire flashed outward from him, exemplified and contained in the spiral of his rasengan.
Wind screamed. Fire roared. Lightning cracked. Earth groaned. Water crashed.
A forest sprang up from one puppet, trees doing decades of growth in seconds, shooting up and coiling about one another, twisting like vines climbing a fence. The ground buckled and rocked in upheaval as roots harder than iron spread out.
White out. Snow and ice, the North Wind bringing a terrible chill. The ground froze, and became coated with a thick frost. A blizzard raged out in one direction, a freezing wind driving hail and snow like bullets in a tornado. One puppet grew brittle, shattered under its own weight.
One puppet ceased to exist, vaporized completely. Explosions raced out along unseen tracks in the air, flashing and rumbling in a helical path. Like a million paper bombs caught up in a gust and detonated, the deafening roar of continuous explosions rocked the earth.
Sasori stared.
Two brilliant blue eyes filled her vision, even as the puppets were destroyed. She felt a hand upon her breast – actually felt it – and knew she had been beaten.
Naruto had closed the distance between them in an instant. He was up on the butte with her, a hand over the scorpion kanji on her chest, his body sheathed still in golden kyuubi chakra.
He kissed Sasori on her lips, a wooden and unfeeling facade, and yet she felt it. She could feel everything; she could taste his wonderful lips.
A shiver ran through a body of resin, steel, and wood.
Her loins opened, a slit forming between her legs. A hole emerged between carven buttocks, the cleavage of which deepened and became more pronounced. Her body softened, becoming like green wood pliable and springy.
Lubricant, sweet-smelling and warm, dripped steadily from Sasori's newly cloven nether lips. Her bust now melded to Naruto's hands, not quite like flesh, but all the same soft and squeezable. He continued to kiss her, pouring pure life force into the body of a puppet.
Sasori melted into Naruto's embrace, happy and content. All of her pains and misgivings faded away before a glow of warmth and desire.
If a doll, cast aside and forgotten, neglected, could over time become filled with negative energy and resentment, undergo divine transformation to become a youkai, in essence a living thing, then who was to say that something like this was not also possible?
Naruto pulled back from the kiss, smiling softly at Sasori.
"Your lips are so soft, Sasori-chan," he said.
She blushed.
Sasori actually blushed.
"Ah... you are such a charmer, Naruto..." she softly murmured. "I think I understand, now, why our leader said such things..."
Using chakra threads, she moved Naruto's free hand to rest on the perfectly carved proportions of her smoothly polished wooden buttocks. He squeezed them, and they responded much like real human flesh would have.
Sasori shivered again, whimpering softly. More dampness flowed from between her legs.
Silently, she smiled at Naruto, her lips and face now freely articulated, like those of a real woman. She gave him a nod, and her unspoken consent.
Naruto placed his brand on her ass.
Sasori repaid the earlier kiss.
"Please take good care of me," she said, "Master."

A/N: Writing rough outlines is always interesting, because of how much the story will inevitably change. Especially in this chapter, there is a LOT that is different from my original plans.
Updated: 5-30-14
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