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The Prophecy	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 50360 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Another chapter of this story - I'm sure a few of you have been waiting. This is a monster of a chapter, about 10k in total, so I hope you guys enjoy it. Don't forget to leave a review!
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Two eyes snapped open - one a light violet, and the other a crimson red.
Drip. Drip.
It was quiet where she was concealed - far, far beneath the surface of the earth. Darkness reigned supreme. No life existed down here, what with the incredible temperatures and even more incredible pressure bearing down on her.
She inhaled deeply, any slight noise that she made bouncing off the walls of the cave. Seated in the traditional meditation pose - legs crossed, arms held just in front of her - she looked nothing like one of the most powerful beings in existence. It would not be wise to underestimate her… but many would. And that would be their downfall.
‘Shukaku,’ she thought. ‘Matatabi. Isobu. What has happened to you?’
Their chakra was polluted. Corrupted by the humans, to the point where the mere feel of it sent shivers of disgust down her spine. The once vibrant signature of the great bijuu, turned vile by those wretched vermin that infested the Elemental Nations.
She grit her teeth. So tempted, was she, to awaken once more - to bring the age of humans to an end, to have them driven before her like cattle. But she must be patient. There were consequences for everything, after all, and reawakening too soon could result in things that she would long regret.
Another deep breath.
“Patience…” she murmured to herself, closing her eyes once more. “You must be patient.”
Drip. Drip.
Once more, the cave descended into silence.
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Crimson eyes flew open.
‘M-Mother?’ she thought.
Kurama sat, in anticipation of a response. But none came, even after long minutes of waiting. Soon, the incredible power she had sensed had faded.
The Kyuubi breathed a sigh of relief.
“Mother!” Her companion in the cave, Gyuki, jolted from her summer, leaping to her feet in one smooth movement.
“It was a false alarm, Gyuki.” said Kurama. “She isn’t coming out… not now, at least.” Her many tails swirled behind her, an apathetic expression on her face.
Gyuki deflated. “Damn…” she murmured. “I don’t know, I was just kinda hoping…” She sighed shaking her head. “I don’t know what I was hoping for.” She sat back down, silver eyes closing.
She did know what she was hoping for. But… she didn’t want to admit to Kurama, knowing that the great Nine Tails would simply ridicule her. A simpler time. A time where the only human to date that she had ever respected had still been around.
Back then, they had no need to hide. Few knew that they existed. And if even if someone were intent on attacking them - he would protect them.
So small, they had been back then, even in their tailed beast forms. It was amusing to think simply how adorable they all had been - like little children, if a being created from chakra could be a child.
Father had been so kind. Wise. Wiser than any of them could hope to be. Powerful as well, considering he had sealed his own mother away with the aid of their Uncle.
She remembered that day. The day he had told them the prophecy.
“Children,” he had croaked, looking rather weak in his old age. Despite that, they knew just how much power he retained. “There’s something I must tell you.”
“What is it, Father?” Kurama had asked.
A few hacking coughs, echoing out through the large room. The bijuu all shared worried glances. It was only a matter of time before… well, time caught up with him.
“The fates have told me something, something important that I must pass onto you.” Father said. “Some day… in the distant future, a young man will arrive. His hair will be as dark as the darkest night - his eyes as red as the fires of hell. And when he arrives, he will show the nine of you what true power is.” A cough. “That, unfortunately, is all I can tell you.”
It was clear to all what he had meant, however. In their darkest hour, this man would arrive - and he would save them all.
Gyuki opened her eyes once more.
She hoped that he would arrive soon.
Little did Gyuki know that the prophecy did come true, and the person they were waiting for was looking for them right this moment. Neither of them realised they misinterpreted what their father had told them all those centuries ago.
He’s going to show them true power alright. And by the time they realise just what the young man is going to do to show them this power, it’ll be far too late.
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“Oh fuck! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!”
Several long weeks had passed since the taming of Isobu. This night in particular, Sasuke had decided to make camp on the border of the Land of Fire and the Land of Earth. A rather large tent was erected, concealed by genjutsu. And from within, low groans and broken moans tore through the plain.
Isobu was on her back. Sasuke was settled in between her legs, his enormous member slotted into her tight cunt. Like a beast unleashed he pounded her, his hips a blur as he slammed into the beautiful woman again and again.
“Fuck…” Sasuke groaned, reaching up to grope her rather large tits. His sharingan was activated, the hereditary trait of his clan capturing every single moment of her downfall. Every thrust. Every moan. They were put into his memory banks forever, something he would certainly come to cherish in the future.
Beside them, two limp bodies lay.
Shukaku and Matatabi were both unconscious - slutty grins on their faces, tongue lolling out of their mouths. Great globs of his cum leaked from everywhere, from their gaping pussies, from their stretched assholes, trickling down their chin. Ropes of jizz coated their bodies, sticking to their hair, their breasts, their thighs. They were so out of it, their chests hardly rose and fell. Only their dim chakra signatures told Sasuke that they were even still alive.
It hadn’t been a rash decision. He had thought about it, pondered this night for quite a while - and in the end, had decided to go through with it. Already, they were subservient to his cock. And now, after several hours of frenzied pounding, they were slaves to it.
“You little fucking slut.” he growled, forcing her to stare into his eyes with a firm hand. “Who the fuck do you belong to?” Sasuke demanded of her.
There was a slight hesitation on her part. But it only lasted a moment. Soon, it all came rushing back - the pleasure, the incredibly massive cock filling her up in ways she could never have even dreamed of before.
“You…!” Isobu whimpered. “I-I… I belong to you, Master!”
Sasuke grinned malevolently. “Good,” he said, thrusting even harder, and even more viciously into her hot and wet cunt. “You’ve earned a nice present then,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “Enjoy.”
With one last thrust, he pierced through her cervix, the last of his cock slipping into her most inner place; her womb. The mushroom head of his enormous member spurted great jets of his seed into her, his load so massive as to completely fill her womb to the brim.
Isobu stared into his eyes, those beautiful crimson orbs as he filled her. She could only shiver violently, wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body as his warmth spread out inside of her. It was too much. It was all too much. She couldn’t handle it.
By the time he was done cumming inside of her, and had pulled out, she had passed out. Just like the other two, she had succumb beneath the might of the Uchiha.
He wiped his brow with the back of his hand, a serene look on his face. It was time to rest - he would continue his journey the next day.
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Walking together through one of the many passes in the Land of Earth were the Bijuu, Son Goku and Kokuo. Since her sister was going to be the next target, Kokuo was staying by her side as much as she possibly could. Whoever was defeating their sisters one by one, had to have been doing it while they were alone. If that was the case, then perhaps two instead of one would deter them? Perhaps. It was worth a shot, at the very least.
Currently, the two bijuu were on the hunt. It was time to go on the offensive - and as of right now, they were growing nearer and nearer to their sister’s chakra. The enslaved tailed beasts were… dormant. Often, they couldn’t even feel their signature - and other times, it was so faint, that the most they could catch was a tiny little snip. It was… strange. Very strange.
“How much longer do you think we’re going to go?” Kokuo murmured darkly. “These damn, argh… fuck…!” She cursed. “These rocks keep cutting my feet,” the bijuu whined. “Why did these assholes have to come all the way out here?”
“Quit your crying.” Son grumbled. “You’re a tailed beast - act like it.”
“Fine.” Kokuo said, a hand on her hip. “If it’s not a big deal, why don’t you hand your shoes over, hmm?”
“... no.” Son replied a moment later. “It’s not my fault you decided to… what was it now, become more entwined with ‘nature’, by getting rid of your own shoes.”
“Hmph! What kind of a sister are you?”
“One that isn’t a dunce.” Son retorted, a smirk on her face.
Their banter, while amusing to one and irritating to the other, ended up being rather distracting. The duo were tracking their sisters - but owing to their suppressed chakra and aura, it was a tough ordeal, and left them with only the faintest trace of where they could be. And arrogant as they were, they didn’t even bother to search out for any human’s chakra. Conveniently enough, only a few dozen meters down the pass, and a hard left turn, and there walked Uchiha Sasuke - who was himself embroiled in a rather heated conversation with the bijuu inside of him.
Actually, it wasn’t Sasuke who was having the argument per se, but the tailed beasts themselves.
“No! I’m the one who gets the first night with him!” Isobu screeched in his head.
“You seashell bitch!” Matatabi said. “You think that just because-”
“Shut up, both of you!” Shukaku said. “I was Master’s first, so obviously it’s my right to be the first in his circle!”
At first, he had been a little confused as to the nature of their disagreement - considering he normally tuned them out of his head. After a little while, however, it had become clear. Normally as he was traveling, all three of them would stay sealed safely in their tattoos, unless he wanted to pull one (or all) of them out, to have a nice warm hole to get himself off for the night.
They were in the mind to change it a little bit. And sure, he might have the slightest inkling of just stepping in, swinging his dick around and saying “I’ll do whatever I want to you dirty little whores, so you’d better get used to it and get down on your knees.”, but, he was rather amused by the whole thing. The three of them wanted to adopt a sort of ‘cycle’, where one of them would spend a night with him, then the next, then the third, and then it would start over. The bijuu were all in agreement as to actually starting that particular arrangement…
… but, they were having trouble figuring out how they would be ordered.
In spectacular fashion, as all bijuu disputes tended to become.
They couldn’t outright fight in his head, but they could show off, sending threatening images of each other in memory flashes, and of course the good old fashioned playground insults game.
Unfortunately for Sasuke, this little dispute was bad in a few ways.
Firstly, it made it so that the bijuu inside of him - the people who could actually track their sisters - were distracted.
Secondly, it made it so that he was distracted.
And thirdly, it covered up any sounds he might have heard that would have tipped him off to what was about to happen.
Sasuke closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose. These women were ridiculous, and if it wasn’t for those curvaceous bodies of theirs, he could scarcely say that he would put up with them. Kami, they were so much more fun to deal with when he had his cock jammed into their throats.
He took a step around the corner, and ended up walking into something incredibly soft.
Sasuke opened his eyes. He blinked - as he stared at two mounds, very large in size, and both topped with pink areola nipples. He took a step back, and two humanoid bijuus stared back at him in confusion.
The tailed beasts in his head had fallen silent as well.
A moment later, and Son let out a loud, booming laugh. Kokuo smiled politely, her tails swishing behind her almost soothingly. Sasuke took a few more steps back. His eyes roamed over their shapely, curvaceous bodies - more so for Son, considering she was completely naked, her massive breasts and tidy snatch put on display.
There was no doubt as to if they knew who the other was or not. This close, Kokuo and Son could feel their sisters’ chakra swirling within Sasuke; and on the other hand, the tails swirling behind the two humanoid bijuu told him all he needed to know.
Son put her hands on her hips, a confident smirk on her face - the pose unintentionally pronouncing her ample bust even further. Her tails curled behind her. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” she said, her voice rough. “Now about you tell my sister and I your name?”
Sasuke frowned. “Uchiha Sasuke.” he said.
“There we go.” Son said, her smirk widening. “My name is Son Goku Seiten Taisei. And this is-”
“Kokuo!” said blonde shouted, her cheeks flushed, a big, dazzling grin on her face. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sasuke-kun!”
He blinked.
‘Huh…’ Sasuke thought, as Son shot Kokuo a dismissive look.
“Anyways…” Son continued. “No point in beating around the bush. You know who we are. And we know what you’ve been doing, Sasuke… capturing our sisters, corrupting them.” She bared her teeth. “And unfortunately, we’re going to have to stop you.”
“I mean, you haven’t been subtle with what you’ve done,” Son continued. “The second Matatabi and Shukaku went dark, we knew something was wrong. And now that Isobu is corrupt as well… there’s no way you’d be able to continue on. Even if you got through us - I can’t even think about what would happen if someone like Kurama got her hands on you.” She let out a laugh, causing her bare tits to jiggle enticingly.
Sasuke glanced around. He knew a fight was coming - and even with three bijuu on his side, he wasn’t sure if he could take on two of their stronger sisters at once.
“Do you think we could get this someplace else, at least?” Sasuke said, folding his arms across his chest. “I’d rather not cause a landslide and destroy a few villages in the process.”
Son raised an eyebrow. “I thought that would only add to the fun,.” she said, grinning. “But… oh, why the hell not? Follow me. Kokuo, don’t even think about trying to have fun with him while we try to get to more… ‘even’ ground.”
Kokuo, lips pressed together in a pout, followed behind her sister. Sasuke blinked; and then, he went right after them. Time passed slowly as they traversed the land - the two bijuu seemed tireless, and though Sasuke didn’t have a tenth of their stamina (in this particular way at least…), he managed to keep up with them. More or less.
It was a little suspicious, he had to admit. The way Son’s hips swayed from side to side, luscious ass put on display, seemed a little too… enticing for his gaze. And was it just him, or was Kokuo glancing back at him every now and then, batting her eyelashes and licking her lips pointedly at him? No, that couldn’t be. The tailed beasts hated humanity with a passion, there’s no way in hell they would purposely do this. It had to be his imagination. Yes, that had to be it. He was imagining things.
Eventually, they found their way to more hospitable ground. It was still rocky - but grass grew freely, fresh turf that rose to their ankles. The sun broke through with ease, shining down upon the human and bijuu; a single tree rested in the center of the clearing, the leaves rustling gently upon its branches.
Son turned to him suddenly, as did Kokuo. His enslaved bijuu were eerily silent in his head.
The four tails took in a deep breath. She was calm - composed. Despite her demeanor, it suddenly dawned on Sasuke that this was a tailed beast of all things… something that shouldn’t be estimated, regardless of how big their tits were or how wonderful their asses would look clenched around his cock.
He had to focus. There was no need to be caught off-
“Take off your clothes,” Son said.
Sasuke blinked, and took a step back. “What?” he said. “Why?”
Son once more cracked a grin - despite her stature, she wasn’t as serious as the other bijuu could be. “I don’t know,” she said, tapping the side of her chin with a finger. “It could get in the way of our fight, y’know. Might as well be… ‘cautious’ about this, yeah?”
Sasuke’s eyes narrowed. “What do you take me for? Some kind of fool?” With one swift motion, he drew his sword - extending it in front of him, the point gleaming in the sun. “I have no time for games.”
“Ah… I’ve always enjoyed a fighter,” Son said.
She shoots him a smile - not a happy one, but a… malicious one. Vindictive even. And she does not do anything but snap her fingers.
Then, he explodes in flames.
An Uchiha is trained from birth to have an affinity with fire; but spontaneously combusting wasn’t on the curriculum for that kind of endeavor. His sword fell from his hands - he didn’t scream, but he shot up to form a seal, to do anything to put out these flames… but then, they were gone.
And so were his clothes.
His ears turned an ugly red. “What the fuck do you two think you’re doing?” he growled. He bent to recover his sword - but paused.
Sasuke had grown accustomed to Son’s obvious nakedness. But now… now Kokuo was nude as well - and he would have to be a fool to not soak in every inch of her body, which was put on full display… well, mostly. Her hair was styled into pigtails, which happened (or purposefully) covered her nipples.
He took another step back.
‘What the hell is going on?’ The pieces just weren’t coming together in his head… and for a prodigy who always knew what was going on, that frustrated Sasuke beyond all measures. Fuck.
Then, another bombshell hit him.
Son was gone. Or at the very least, he couldn’t see her anymore - couldn’t sense her at least.
“Behind you!” a trio of voice cried out in his head, but it was too late. Kokuo’s entire demeanor changed, to a cocky smirk that looked so out of place on her features. A hand fell on his shoulder - the hand itself was soft, but the grip was tight… he felt paralyzed, unable to move, unable to do anything.
His word seemed to go haywire - he could feel his feet leave the ground, and then he was gone. Things were black for a few seconds… but as his eyes opened, he caught sight of Son standing over him, hands on her hips, breasts swinging from side to side hypnotically.
“I’m a nice gal,” Son said. “So I’ll explain it to you in short terms, human. Fighting you was too risky… we might kill you, and while that doesn’t really matter all that much, who knows what might happen to our sisters? Too risky, needless to say. So… we’ll have to leech your energy from you in a method other than fighting.”
His eyes widened, as Son swung around, spreading her legs nice and wide so that he could see her wet, dripping pussy hanging right over him. And then she descended, until she was borderline smothering him with it… it was an involuntary reflex, at least that was what he would later claim - but he began to eat her out, slipping his tongue into her depths and feeling his newfound erection flex at the soft moan she let out.
Kokuo swept forward, though Sasuke didn’t feel her approach until was she was already straddling his shins. She licked her lips and went straight to work, taking his hardened member into the welcoming embrace of her mouth - she licked and sucked at it, stroking it at the base with her infinitely soft hands.
And she began to moan. It wasn’t a teasing moan or a sensual one… but the moan of a horny, repressed slut. His cock tasted so good - and she deepened how far she went down onto it until his precum was trickling down the back of her throat. ‘Fuck,’ she thought. ‘It’s so good…’ Deeper. Deeper. It was so big - could a human be this big? This thick?
Soon, Son was doing the same. Sasuke was no slouch when it came to eating a woman out - and no matter how powerful the bijuu were, they had gone through great measures to ensure they were anatomically the same as any human female. Mostly. For all intents and purposes, they could be pleased just like any woman could - and when it came to Sasuke… well, that was a disadvantage they couldn’t afford to have.
It was too bad they he was typically buried balls deep inside of them before they realized that… and by then, it was too late.
Sasuke blinked.
Still, he was in a bad spot; they had total control as he was now - they could just take turns sucking him dry and swallowing load after load until he was spent. If he reached that point, there was no possible way to stop the extraction of his three bijuu slaves… and even if they would be forever broken, after he lost the leverage the three gave him, Son and Kokuo would have no qualms killing him. His quest would be over.
He had to turn the tide… somehow. Someway.
As he continued to eat Son out, and tried to resist the irresistible way Kokuo blew him, Sasuke pondered it. He thought it over from every possible angle - and came to one simple conclusion. That he was more than glad that three tamed bitches were on hand for him to use to his heart’s desire… and that extended past sexual favors.
“Isobu,” Sasuke communicated. “All I need is for you to do one thing.”
“What is it, Master?” She was not worried. Her master had tamed three bijuu with ease - surely, these two would simply be a hiccup. She could not understand her sisters… why were they fighting? Did they not see the goodness their master could provide? Did they not appreciate how eager he was to fill each of their wombs with hot, gooey cum every night? It seemed unfathomable to her; then again, the submissive never would be able to remember what things had been like when their dignity and honor had been intact.
As if they cared. A good fucking could mend whatever wounds his conquest had dealt them.
Isobu grinned inside her mind as Sasuke explained the plan. It was simple - so simple, so sweet, so elegant. This was why she loved her master.
All tailed beasts shared a sort of… mental connection. It was innate, impossible to entirely cut off; and more importantly, Son hadn’t even begun to put up any mental blocks to it. Why would her sisters betray her? She was under the sweet impression that they were simply under his influence or in a hibernation of sorts… not cum-addicted, broken whores that would do his bidding at a moment’s notice.
Isobu laid in waiting, even as her two sisters’ relentless assault on Sasuke continued. There was no room for error here - so, she decided to wait for Son’s moment of weakness. Kokuo continued to slurp and suck away at Sasuke’s cock, moaning greedily as she dragged her soaking wet snatch back and forth against the ground, desperate for that delicious friction. Son gyrated her hips against Sasuke’s mouth, groaning as his skillful tongue whittled away at her sex.
“You are a good boy,” Son murmured. “Taking such good care of your superiors before your inevitable doom; how sweet and thoughtful. I might even give you a little ‘treat’ before you die… but we’ll see.” She grinned, juices flooding from her insides and into Sasuke’s mouth - he drank them greedily, secure in the hope that his plan would work, and more than content to simply try and enjoy the experience so long as he had a fighting chance.
Sasuke doubled down. His tongue seemed to swerve everywhere inside of her, and soon Son began to moan right alongside Kokuo. He kept a tab on her sex… how is pulsated, how it felt, how tight it was around his tongue - until, he determined that she was close to cumming.
“It’s time,” he communicated to Isobu.
The three-tails surged forth. Not out of the seal - but her chakra did come out… swirling out, bubbly and blue, visible to the naked eye… neither of the bijuu noticed it, one with her back turned to it and lost in the pleasure while the other (Kokuo) was too busy attempting to deepthroat Sasuke’s massive cock to take note.
Son gasped as the chakra invaded her brain.
Full.
She felt… full.
Sasuke’s face looming above her - his massive cock buried as deep inside of her as it could go. Him smacking her ass, massaging her breasts, brutalizing her lips, making her scream again and again how much she loved him as he pounded her into submission. His hot cum filling her up, her womb hardly able to contain his love…
“W-what the…” Son whispered.
Down on her knees in front of him. Sasuke stroking his cock in front of her. She tilts her head back and smiles - then he cums all over her over. Jizz staining her cheeks and lips, her hair and even her bosom. She licks it all up and drinks it down. He’s still hard. He’s always hard. And again, she can’t help but spread her legs for him and open her needy pussy to her master…
And then Son came.
It was… without a doubt… the most massive, earth-shattering orgasm she’d ever had. Her entire world shook - her vision whited out, and her snatch twisted and squeezed around his tongue. She was screaming, not moaning not groaning, but screaming… tears of joy leaked down her cheeks.
Sasuke shot up. Kokuo was thrown back, spittle flying from her mouth, eyes wide in surprise - her strength and will seemed to have evaporated as he arousal grew… and as she lay there, flat on her back, Son convulsing on the ground before them and Kokuo’s own snatch dripping wet… it suddenly became obvious to her that the tides had turned.
In their efforts to keep their sisters safe… Kokuo realized that she and Son had walked right into Sasuke’s domain.
She had to warn the others…
‘I’m sorry, Son Goku.’ she thought, closing her eyes. As fast as her feet could carry her, she scrambled upward, sprinting away - but it was to no avail. Sand began to swirl around her, and soon she was caught.
The human form of Shukaku, who Sasuke had allowed to materialize, smiled. Her hand was outstretched - and her potent sand pulled Kokuo back, the poor bijuu too weak with arousal to resist. She was laid gently down on the grass, the sand holding her down.
“N-no!” Kokuo whispered.
“Hush, sister,” Shukaku said. “It’s time for you to realize who our new Master is.”
Son was still twisting in the throes of her titanic orgasm - there was nothing she could do as Sasuke twisted her around and pinned the bijuu to the ground, spreading open her legs and positioning himself at her quivering entrance.
She threw her head back as he entered her. To Son’s credit, she did not moan - but her lips formed a tiny ‘O'. Her eyes widened until they resembled saucers. And despite the protests she wished to throw out, the fight she simply couldn't put up… her body accepted him, like a hand slipping into a perfectly fitted coat sleeve.
For the most part.
Though the bijuu had gone through painstaking efforts to make themselves look as similar to humans as possible, for the purposes of camouflage, they still had certain advantages afforded to them. General endurance, toughness, boundless beauty - and inadvertently, the ability to take massive cocks wherever it mattered.
But… it was still tough when met with a man such as Sasuke. He was so big, so mouth wateringly massive that even they struggled to take his unique length and girth. It was only the fact that they were bijuu that it was possible for him to bottom out in them at all.
Son’s lip wobbled as he sunk inch after inch of fat cock inside of her. She let out something akin to a whinny - and before she knew what was happening, she bucked her hips back against him; there was a look on her face afterward, one of realization… and self-loathing. He had so swiftly turned the tide that it was hard to believe less than five minutes before he had been in danger of failing his quest to subjugate all the bijuu.
Sasuke let out a groan. “Kami,” he muttered, a malevolent smirk playing along his lips. “You bijuu are such prudes - all it takes is a big cock and you’re clamoring over yourselves to submit. Shukaku, Matatabi, Isobu… and now the two of you.” He laughed, even as he continued to drive himself into the four tails. “Shukaku - be a dear, and turn Kokuo so that she can see this; don’t be so ashamed, Gobi. All of us can see how wet you are… how much you want to be put in your place.”
“I… don’t,” Kokuo rasped, but it was to no avail. Shukaku’s potent sand tightened around the five tails - it lifted her up, flipping her over and setting her down on her belly… she was dragged across the grass, until her gaze was less than a feet away from where her sister and her conqueror were connected.
She’d seen how big he was; hell, she’d felt him in her mouth. But it was just another reminder of his size to see that monster stretching out her sister’s pussy so thoroughly. They said that the bijuu were terrible creatures hell bent on destroying the world; but what could one say about something that could fell said creatures with ease?
“S-sister?” Kokuo whispered.
Son gazed down at Kokuo - and the latter couldn’t help but pale at the look of fear in her sibling’s eyes. “It’s… it’s not as good as it l-looks, sister,” Son ground out, her voice choppy and uneven, fingers digging into the grass and tearing up great tufts of earth. “I’m- fuck…” She let out a full moan this time - there was no stopping it. “It’s horrible… oh kami… it’s so awful…”
Suddenly, Sasuke thrust inside of her, and a piercing squeal escaped from Son’s lips. She threw her head back, shaking in ecstasy for a brief moment - it wasn’t quite an orgasm, but she had been caught off guard, and her dignity had paid the price.
“Do I have to make it a rule that you’re not to lie?” Sasuke said. “It’s so rude to try and deceive your sister as to what you’re feeling, Yonbi. Do you really think she buys that pathetic little lie? She would have to be an idiot to, not when she sees you moaning and groaning for me - not when she can see how wet and needy your pussy is, gripping around my cock, sucking me in.”
Son screwed her eyes closed. “No, no…” she mumbled. “I’m- I’m not… I’m not enjoying it…!” she insisted.
“Shut the fuck up,” Sasuke snapped. “Your pride means nothing now, ‘Son Gokū Seiten Taisei’.” He said her title in a mocking way.
His amusement had been cut short by her feeble resistance. Who the fuck did Son think she was? That she could writhe on his cock, and all but beg for him to fuck her, then try to claim that he wasn’t doing anything for her? That she wasn’t falling as her three sisters had before?
Sasuke was not an overly cruel man; he did not go out of his way to hurt or demean others. But he was vindictive, and right now, his pride was feeling slighted. And unlike the pathetic bitch lying before him… Sasuke had plenty of leverage that he could use to make her realize just how ‘bad’ things could get if she continued to resist him.
Then again, the same things would happen even if she didn’t. She could resist or submit - either way, her fate would be the same, a cum-drunk slut that served no other purpose than for his own gain. That was the fate of the Yonbi, and he would make sure that fate’s decree would come to fruition.
He grasped her large, bare breasts, giving them a squeeze and relishing in the soft mounds… they felt so perfect beneath his fingers, and he allowed himself a moment to simply soak in that feeling. Then, using the grip he had on her breasts as leverage, Sasuke began to pump in and out of her - he went at a leisurely pace, but the tight fit of his cock and the sheer pleasure he doled out made it feel to Son as if he was pounding her into submission.
“Fuck…!”
He deepened his thrusts. One might think he would speed up, but rather he went slower in a way… his thrusts getting more impactful, striking deeper, hitting places that caused her toes to curl and her entire body to shake.
“You hate humans, huh?” Sasuke growled, as he continued to hammer into the poor tailed beast.“They’re good for nothing in your book - then what is this? Why is a mere human making you feel like this? Why is your body so eager to submit to me even if your mind isn’t, bijuu?”
“I- I…” Son stammered. He gave her no room to talk though - as he intensified his thrusts, she lost all ability to talk. Haggard, weak groans escaped her throat as he pounded her, still squeezing her tits, twisting and grinding his hips against her so his massive cock would hit everything inside of her and then some. “You’re- you’re just… I… I can’t…”
“Can’t what?”
Son swallowed, averting her gaze. “I c-can’t help myself…” she whispered. And then, a moan escaped her lips - a genuine one, and he let her buck her hips back against him. Her legs wrapped around his waist… her arms moved upward, to wound around his neck. There was no time for him to think about her submission - he was too focused on ensuring that. He continued to thrust into her, faster and harder, so brutal with his assault that her hips had turned red.
Sasuke took up a steady pace, and kept at it. There was a languidness about his actions - sure, he could speed up Son’s complete submission if he went out, but there was no rush. She was already his; and there was nothing else to it then that. The longer she took to break, the more enjoyable it was for him… so he decided to take it easy for a moment.
Still, he didn’t want to waste all of that day on just Son and Kokuo. He could speed up the schedule a little for the five tails…
“Shukaku, Matatabi, Isobu… do me a favor, and start warming Kokuo up for me; I’d like for every part of her to be in prime condition once I’m done with this.”
“Yes, Master!” chanted Matatabi and Isobu in his head.
“Of course, Master.” Shukaku said.
Matatabi and Isobu materialized behind Sasuke - completely and totally nude, pussies already dripping and their faces red with arousal. Seeing Son’s downfall from Sasuke’s point of view had only made it all the better for the duo.
Still, they wanted Kokuo to enjoy it as well. Shukaku’s sand finally let her go, and three pairs of arms seized her. She was arranged between them, trapped by their tails which formed a circle around her - a prison of sorts. She was powerless to resist as they descended on her…
Shukaku positioned herself at Kokuo’s entrance, and began to lap away; she looked so eager to eat out her own sister - tongue slipping into the five tail’s depths and making her gasp within seconds. Matatabi simply began to fondle and play with Kokuo’s breasts, taking one hardened nipple into her mouth, while the other was squeezed and twisted in her fingers.
And Isobu simply went to kiss Kokuo - a sensual one, a deep one… her tongue slipping into Kokuo’s mouth, saliva and love being exchanged between the estranged sisters. Occasionally she would pull back, just to lean into Kokuo’s ear and whisper dirty things- “Look at how much Son loves our Master’s cock,” Isobu would whisper, tilting Kokuo’s head so she could see the still continuing pounding of Son. “He does the same to the three of us - every night and every day… every position, whenever we wish. And soon, you’ll be just like us.”
Kokuo was turned into a borderline comatose mess by the three of them - shivering and shaking, almost foaming at the mouth, pleasure being injected into her veins… she was so happy, so free.
And that was before Sasuke had even gotten his hands on her…
Sasuke, whilst his three loyal bijuu went to work on Kokuo, merely continued to thrust into Son. He was enjoying himself - there was something about breaking down a tailed beast that was intoxicating, unlike anything else. It wasn’t like an ordinary human girl that he could turn into a raving cum slut within five minutes; these were beasts of fable, things that were meant to be near impossible for a human to fell.
And yet, he had three under his thumb, with two to soon join them.
He let out a sigh, twisting his hips and chewing the inside of his cheek as Son tightened around him. She… well, she wasn’t doing too well; despite what he had done to her, there was still some fight left in her. And even if she couldn’t deny the pleasure he gave her, Son did her best to minimize it… closing her eyes, digging her fingers into the ground, desperately trying not to moan or groan for her conqueror.
It was a pity she wasn’t aware that the challenge only made it that much more enjoyable for Sasuke.
He was reaching the end of his tether, unfortunately. The bijuu were sex goddess in their own right - uniquely tight, their pussies hot and wet… impossible to resist, and unsurpassed by anything. Any other man would last ten seconds. Sasuke could last much longer than that, but even he had to cum eventually; not like it mattered, considering his refractory period was a few seconds at most, and he could go round after round after round if needed, fueled by years of shinobi training and his own genetics.
Round one came to a close.
Sasuke buried himself as deeply inside of her as he could go… his cock penetrating so deep that she swore it scraped against the entrance of her womb. Her inner walls caressed the side of his shaft - Son whimpered, as she felt him throb and pulsate inside of her. It was frighteningly obvious that he was close.
Then, she jumped.
Nothing short of raw heat was being injected into her - or in other words, Sasuke had finally came. Jet after jet of hot white cum was shot directly into the bijuu… swirling in her insides, causing an undeniable warmth to spread from her core all the way down to her toes and all the way up to the top of her head.
“Oh kami… oh kami… oh kami…” Son chanted. “It’s so hot~! It’s so- it’s so good…! Oh kami… S-Sasuke… I can feel it all the way inside of me…” She wiggled her hips from side to side. “So deep. So- how…”
‘How… why?’ Son thought. ‘Why did I resist? Why did I fight him - think about killing him even; what compelled me? What made me think that anything could be better than this?’
Being filled up to the brim with her Master’s cum could do a lot of things to her; but from now on, Son would insist that it allowed her to think clearly. As if his jizz being pumped into her womb cleared away the silly prejudices that blotted out her way of thinking, and allowed her a new perspective on life.
A new perspective that would, hopefully, have many of Sasuke’s poundings in store with her - hopefully with a helping of his loads that would be dumped generously inside or on top of her. What a future to look forward to…!
Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as he jettisoned the last of his seed into her. After a few more pumps of his cock into her, Sasuke pulled out - his member seemed to go flaccid for an instant, but a glance over at the virtual orgy going on only a meter away caused him to return to full hardness in no time at all. Son went limp… cum flowing from her snatch, her thighs bruised, her eyes blank; she wasn’t unconscious, but there was nothing to it - she had been conquered.
All that was left, was Kukuo. And from the looks of it she won’t be needing much work.
Kokuo was… suffice to say, in total bliss. Her pussy well attended to by Shukaku, her breasts moulded and caressed by Matatabi, and her mouth worked over by Isobu… it was a cornucopia of pleasure. The sounds of Son groaning and moaning in the foreground didn’t do anything more than contribute.
She let out something like a whine as her three sisters stopped their assault on her. So wet, so hot~! She hadn’t even came! But soon, she realized why… Sasuke had risen to his feet - member dripping Son’s juices, still erect. Shukaku, Matatabi, and Isobu all at once had sensed him, his arousal, his desire; it was potent to their bodies… they could feel his emotions so connected they were to him. It was part of their bond. They weren’t just lovers or just master and slave… they were intertwined, closer than any family could be.
It was a good thing they weren’t family. Because the way the three tailed beasts threw themselves forward and began lapping at Sasuke’s erect cock would be strange for even the most eccentric family - down on their knees, hands and tongues working at whatever bit of his member they could reach… and thanks to his massive size, there was plenty to go around.
Still, he put a stop to it.
“Not now,” Sasuke hissed, swatting them away as a mother might her child who was drifting too near an open stove. “Me and Kokuo are going to be ‘alone’ for this.”
“Aww…” The three of them deflated, heads lowering and their ears flaming red. Still, they weren’t about to put up a fight against their beloved master.
There was a gentle pulse of chakra; in the blink of an eye, the three bijuu disappeared - and returned to the now glowing tattoos on Sasuke’s body. The tattoos glowed for a moment longer, before settling back into their normal state.
He stepped over to Son’s limp body, cum gushing from her snatch, her toes curled and her tongue still lolling out of her mouth. Sasuke leaned down, and pressed a hand against her forehead - a moment later, and she was gone too… disappearing into a newly formed tattoo on his bicep, just under Isobu’s.
Sasuke sighed, pressing his hands into the small of his back - his member bobbed up and down, so massive that it drooped under its own weight, even while he was erect. Kokuo looked at it for a moment… but the truth was, she’d already made her mind up.
“Get on your hands and knees,” Sasuke murmured.
Kokuo licked her lips. “You seem to assume you have some kind of… control over me,” she said. Her wetness is still evident - juices trickling down her thigh. “I wouldn’t say that you have any, Uchiha Sasuke… but perhaps your cock does.”
She sauntered forward, hips swaying from side to side, tails fanning up and down behind her; without question she sunk to her knees, poised in front of his member… it pulsated and throbbed before her, pre cum leaking from the tip.
“I can’t say I’ve been promiscuous with humans,” she said. “But you seem… massive; especially by human standards. Even bigger than before… perhaps those tattoos aren’t just for cosmetic purposes, hmm?” She chuckled.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. He hadn’t thought that the tattoos would have other effects… but his mind was quickly taken away from that line of thought.
“There’s no point in holding off any more, I suppose; we both know exactly what we want. You want me to submit to you… and I want that long, hard cock pounding away at me. And… well, I confess that my libido has been a little… unfulfilled these long years. If what it takes is a little dignity in exchange for a world of pleasure - one which my sisters seem to have been more than eager to indulge in… who am I to complain?” She grinned toothily.
And gently eased herself onto all fours before him. Her tails vanished in a gentle puff of chakra - and before him was a lovely sight… the Five Tails in all of her glory, sweaty and yet endlessly curvy body; her luscious rump put on display, her breasts heaving, her hair slicked back and a lustful look in her eyes.
His member twitched.
Fuck, he was so hard… so damned hard. Four bijuu had already submitted to him - and yet, there was something about the sight of another that tempted him so much. Some might tell him to ‘quit while he was ahead’... five bijuu up; just over the hump, but before the true dangers. Where was the fun in that?
He wanted the full collection; he wanted to be able to plow a bijuu a day for a week and still have two left over. He wanted to have nine comely beauties vie for his cock in the mornings - and to a certain extent, he wanted to be the one to save the world.
And if he had to pound nine whores into submission to save the world… well, that was just his prerogative.
Sasuke lowered himself onto his knees behind her - without delay, without asking, he began to run his fingers over her body. Her breasts were plump, nipples red and sore from Matatabi’s not-so-tender caresses… and more importantly, she was soaking wet, juices dripping down into the grass. Even his massive size would have no problem getting inside of her.
He gripped his shaft, nudging her legs apart. “You ready?” he asked.
“I’m a bijuu, Uchiha Sasuke,” Kokuo said. “I can take whatever you throw at me.”
“The last four said that too,” he informed her. “But that’s your choice…”
And he eased himself inside of her without further ado.
The both of them let out a hiss; Sasuke at entering her overwhelmingly hot and wet core, Kokuo at the feeling of something beyond massive press inside of her. The former couldn’t say that any of the bijuu were necessarily tighter than the others - they were all just amazing. Plump fuck meat, with plentiful breasts, tight pussies, and the ability to withstand even his roughest poundings... for a while at least.
Inch after inch after inch. There was no need for interruption… he merely continued to slide into the bijuu, feeding his length into her core without fail. She pressed her lips together in a slight grimace as that vaguely uncomfortable stretching sensation began to hit her.
“My, oh my…” Kokuo mumbled, hands digging into the grass. “You really are a big boy, aren’t you? I swear… you humans are always so boringly average in every way, yet the one time I give one of you an opportunity like this you surpass all expectations. What other tricks do you have this time?”
Not many, actually. What need was there for his sharingan - his second ace in the hole if you will. He already had his cock inside of her, and nine times out of ten that was going to seal their submission. He saw no need to do anything else than what was going to happen regardless - a nice, long, steamy fuck session.
He was already debating where he was going to cum. All that talk about her being able to ‘take what he could give’ and ‘not having any control over her’ enticed Sasuke to simply pull out, force her onto her knees, and shoot his seed all over that pretty little face of hers. How would the Five Tails look with his creamy load smeared across her features? Perhaps not as haughty as she had before.
There was no time for thought now; he began to thrust into her, seizing her heavy breasts so that he could pump himself into her core with as much leverage as possible. His length was swollen, so big that she could feel him all the way inside of her - scraping at her cervix, desperate for access to her womb… he was so fucking big, big enough that a thin outline of his cock was visible against the flat of her stomach if he thrusted at the right angle.
“Fuck her, Master!”
“Cum inside of her!”
“Kokuo needs to loosen up… give her a good pounding, Master!”
And of course, his three-woman cheering squad was more than eager to lend their thoughts on the matter. Son Goku likely would have contributed… but even inside of his mindscape she was drooling cum, a dumb smile on her face as she played with the gooey jizz that spilled forth from her body.
“How do you feel about me cumming inside of you?” he demanded of Kokuo, hammering away at her core. “I bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you?”
“Maybe,” she said in a sultry manner. “I do like the idea of some of that nice, warm cum inside of me… my sister seemed to enjoy it; why wouldn’t I?” She laughed, bucking her hips back against him without a care in the world. Her walls rippled and squeezed his member, and there was a glowing nature to her skin.
Sasuke bared his teeth. With a firm grip he seized her hair, wrapping it around his wrist and jerking her head back. Kokuo squealed as he pounded her, the new angle allowing him to go even deeper if that was possible. “You’ll enjoy it whether you want to or not…” Sasuke growled.
“I will enjoy it,” Kokuo said.
He scowled. WIth a firm slap against her ass with his spare hand, he gave her hair another jerk - still pistoning into her core, harder and faster than before, his thrusts packed with so much power that an ordinary human would have been torn to pieces… even Kokuo was straining a little. Again, he was beyond massive, and despite her nonchalance she had to admit (internally) that there was something to the theory that a cock could be massive enough to quite literally ruin her for another man.
Not that she had any intentions of sleeping with another human, of course.
Sasuke hammered away at her without mercy, without repentance, without any sort of human decency - if it had been an ordinary human, or hell, Shukaku or Matatabi, the poor girl would have been in hysterics, weeping tears of pleasure. Isobu likely would have held out for a smidge longer, and Son would have been merely orgasming while cursing Sasuke’s name.
But Kokuo was not the One Tails, neither was she an ordinary human. She was the Five Tails, and though she was no Kurama, she wasn’t a push over either.
He continued to yank at her hair, to unleash a vicious barrage of smacks against her plump ass until red hand marks were visible along her bare flesh. And all the while, he pounded her like an animal, forcing his length into her again and again until finally… she came. Kokuo let out a mewl, bucking her hips back against him as her walls clenched around his cock.
“You’re getting close too~!” she teased. “I can feel it; you can’t wait to pump all of that hot cum into me, can’t you, Uchiha Sasuke?”
He activated his sharingan in his anger - which served only to worsen his situation… instantly and forever memorizing the sight of Kokuo writhing against his cock was something that could only be surpassed by the feeling of it happening. He was going to have a lot of sleepless nights with that image forever stuck in his head.
So he continued to hammer away at her; so he wouldn’t have that image stuck in his head, so he could simply yank Kokuo from her tatoo, force her to spread her legs, and recreate that image again and again.
He leaned forward, grasping her breasts and pressing his chest against her back - he went deeper, deeper, grunting into her ear as he pounded away. “Fuck you,” he growled into her ear. “I’m going to cum inside of you - I’m going to cum so deep you’ll be leaking for a fucking week you bitch…”
“That sounds enjoyable,” Kokuo said neutrally.
Sasuke let out another growl, and buried himself as deeply inside of her as he could go - this time Kokuo’s composure broke, and she moaned… he was deep, so deep… her cervix felt like nothing, he just had to be in her womb now… there was nothing to impede him. With a grunt, he came, shooting his load directly into her awaiting womb - wave after wave of hot white cum flooded it, until it overflowed… but even then he kept himself buried inside of her, his load unusually large… her snatch yearned, and it seemed that her belly distended a little to hold all of his virile seed.
He was still hard inside of her - harder even; Kokuo was perplexed by that one fact. First Son, then her… and he was still rearing to go. Even if she herself wasn’t broken, she had submitted to him, hadn’t she?
A little experience. A little hard work. And maybe, just maybe… he might actually be something of a challenge for her more powerful sisters. It was a chilling thought - a human being able to match them in sexual prowess alone. But he seemed well on his way to that feat.
Sasuke was still rearing to go for another round… but he had no time to waste for his own sloppy seconds; and who knows what would happen if he pumped yet another load of cum into her - there was only so much gooey jizz even a bijuu could take, after all. If his second (or rather, third) load was as massive as his last…
Better not to risk it.
“What do you say?” Sasuke said, brushing sweat-soaked spikes out of his eyes.
Kokuo pursed her lips together, rolling over onto her back, examining with interest the river that flowed forth from her pussy - so much cum… it felt so wonderful, like a fountain. She reached a finger down, scooping up a great helping and spooning it into her mouth. Delicious!
She looked at him.
“I…” Kokuo began. “I will not call you Master as you have coerced by sisters to call you - I wish to impress on you that you don't own me. If I see fit, I will end this agreement at a moment’s notice. But… for now… I suppose I will submit to you, Uchiha Sasuke. Congratulations.”
Sasuke leveled a harsh stare at her - but he sensed that he was not going to get any more from her; for now. She was just a bijuu that loved cock it seemed… not to be made into one of his devoted sluts as the others had been. At least, not as quickly.
“You’ll have to be sealed into one of these tattoos,” he informed her curtly. “I can’t be seen walking around with almost half a dozen beautiful women - four out of five of which can’t keep their hands off of me.”
“That’s fine,” Kokuo said. “Do you mind if I examine one of them first, though? I’d like to get an idea of what I’m getting into, if you do not mind.”
“Not at all.” Sasuke murmured. He extended an arm, and Kokuo gently cupped it… Shukaku’s tattoo gleamed. Kokuo could feel her sister’s chakra pulsating beneath it…
She had dabbled a little in the study of seals - she was no master, not on the level of an Uzumaki surely, but Kokuo had her fair share of education. And she could tell the general properties of the seal.
‘It’s voluntary,’ Kokuo realized. ‘My sisters could have broken out at any moment if they wished to - that, more than anything, proves that Sasuke indeed has managed to… break them. Or convert them? Or perhaps, show them the true way.’
Her sisters endless quest to destroy or enslave humanity had never been her favorite. Kokuo was a friendly person for the most part - and she had indeed met many humans that did not deserve such a fate.
But her sisters were restless. And she had been roped into their plans.
Perhaps… this was for the best?
Sasuke would take care of them. Shukaku, Matatabi, Isobu, and now Son… they all seemed happy - content to revolve their lives around their Master’s cock. They were content; happy even, reunited for the first time in ages rather than being seperated. Sasuke had brought more tailed beasts together in one place for the first time since… she couldn’t remember.
Kokuo, of course, wasn’t entirely sold on it - but there was that little inkling in her mind… that perhaps, this was what the Prophecy had entailed.
‘A red eyed man…’ she mused.
She pursed her lips together.
“Seal me away,” Kokuo said.
He nodded. A gentle hand pressed against her forehead - and soon, she was being absorbed into the seal. A new one blossomed, on the underside of his forearm, just under the elbow.
Kokuo landed in the mindscape.
Shukaku, Matatabi, and Isobu all beamed at her. “Welcome, sister,’” they choursed.
Kokuo couldn’t help but beam as well.
“It’s been a long time, sisters,” she agreed.
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It’s silent in the room.
“Son…” Chomei whispered.
Kurama’s fists tightened into balls at her side; Gyuki and Saiken exchanged worried looks.
Minutes passed - a few more.
Then…
“DAMN IT!”
Kurama roared, slamming a fist into the cave wall - the entire cave rumbled, but settled after a moment. Saiken and Chomei paled in fear at their sister’s rage… Gyuki merely looked at her, frowning.
They had all felt Son’s chakra become corrupt - and now, Kokuo’s as well… thankfully, the latter’s chakra seemed not as corrupt. Perhaps, there was still hope, Gyuki thought.
‘I’m next,’ Saiken realized. Shukaku, Matatabi, Isobu, Son, Kokuo… and now her. But despite herself, despite the fear she was feeling, Saiken couldn’t help but feel… excitement? Anticipation? She honestly hoped who ever was capturing her siblings was good looking.
Chomei’s teeth chattered. “S-sister?” she stammered, staring at Kurama wide eyed.
Kurama’s tails were rigid - her eyes glowed in the darkness… crimson chakra began to swirl around her. The Six and Seven Tails stepped back… but the Eight Tails stepped forward.
“Stop this, Kurama,” Gyuki growled.
“Or what?” Kurama said.
“You fool! Do you not realize this is what the humans want?” Gyuki said. “They want us to be scared! They want us to fight each other; that’ll make it easier for them to capture us! We can’t let them scare us. We all know how the power was divided between us nine - the first five are powerful… but if the humans come after any of us, they won’t stand a chance. Remain calm. If anything does happen… then I will deal with it before it gets any worse.”
Kurama bared her teeth. Chomei and Saiken appeared… momentarily relieved, though the latter was still pale in the face.
“I’ll see if I can track down the bastards that did this,” Kurama grunted. “I’ll see you all later.”
And she departed, vanishing in a small puff of flames - the tension in the air lessened; not from her presence, but from the sheer chakra she had exuded in such a condensed space.
“You two may go as well,” Gyuki said. “Be careful - as I did, I will deal with it if anything happens. Don’t be afraid to take precautions.”
“Of course, sister,” Saiken and Chomei said. They disappeared as well… and Gyuki was left, entirely alone in the cave.
Gyuki took a deep breath.
‘I might have to do it. I might… if they keep pressing us… there will be no alternative.’ Gyuki thought, hand twitching at her side. ‘But there’s hope. Kokuo was not entirely corrupted - whatever methods they’ve been using seem to have a lessened effect against the stronger of us sisters. Let us hope that is our salvation… before this entire world perishes beneath her wrath.’
Another deep breath.
And then, she disappeared as well.
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