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The Sexual Misadventures of Naruko	By : a11235carrot Category: Naruto > General Views: 64334 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 4-Genin

It wasn’t long after Mizuki was nearly beaten to death by revenge filled and semen covered clones when some of the pursuit party found the three: one with his balls smashed and dick nearly snapped in half, and the other two still connected by their crotches, both long knocked out for a number of reasons.

Striding towards the nearly dead silver-haired traitor, one of the masked shinobi bent down to retrieve the storage scroll tucked safely away in Mizuki’s jacket before swinging the limp body over his shoulder. It was only then he realized the true extent of his ex-comrade’s injuries as his limbs hung loosely at inappropriate angles.

But he didn’t care. He may not like the Jinchuuriki, but he sure as hell hated filthy traitors more, and Mizuki-for all intents and purposes was such a traitor. A few feet away from him, his fellow purple-haired Anbu picked her way to the joined couple, one limp and unmoving and the other still quivering in delight as her hips minutely thrusted against her partner’s tool, but both gone to the world in their own way.

The fair face behind the feline mask reddened, scowling at the lewd scene.

“Disgusting.” Already, she could imagine the leering grin of a certain old man as he giggled pervertedly into one of his damned notebooks. Her thoughts were interrupted when her partner, the one carrying Mizuki, called out to her.

“Cat, what are their conditions?”

Kneeling down, she placed her fingers against Iruka’s neck before promptly shaking her head. “Boar, he’s gone.”

“And the other one?”

She looked down with mild contempt at the moaning Naruko. “Alive and kicking.”

“Hahaha, I can see that. Well, I’m already carrying this guy and the scroll, so you’ll have to deal with these two. Meet up at the Hokage’s Tower once you’re done with them.” In a tornado of leaves, the male Anbu flickered away, leaving no trace of his existence as he made his way to Torture and Interrogation’s headquarters, to give Ibiki a gift to break.

Not that there was much else left to break.

“Damn, he always leaves me with the dirty tasks.” Cat sighed quietly as she shoved her gloved hands under Naruko’s armpits before abruptly lifting her. For a second, there was a hint of resistance when her inner walls refused to unclench from Iruka’s manhood; however, they couldn’t stave off a fully trained shinobi’s strength for long. With a loud ‘pop!’, Naruko’s sex reluctantly let go of the still hard man meat as massive globs of thick white cum began to spill out from her insides – leaking down the back of her toned thighs and legs and dripping onto the forest grassy floor.

Instantly, the thick scent of musk and sex inundated the area when she did so.

Placing her charge in a princess carry, Cat had to remind herself that the sinfully beautiful woman in her arms was just 13 and might have even just had her first period in the last couple of months. Just as she was going to seal the corpse in a scroll, her violet eyes widened in disbelief when, mewling in discontent, Naruko began to gradually rub at her swollen slit, her slender fingers clumsily brushing against her pink folds and small throbbing clit before gently inserting themselves one by one into her wet hole.

Mesmerized by the vulgar yet beautiful scene, she watched as Naruko began to whimper and buck her hips against her own fingers as her other hand pinched and squeezed her hardened pink nipple, her love juices trickling down the curve of her round tanned ass. It wasn’t long after she began to pump her fingers faster and deeper into her leaking pussy, scrapping bits of still very thick cum when her back arched in silent pleasure as she came around her hand, her juices squirting out and splashing all over Cat’s Anbu uniform.

Coming off of her high, Naruko let her hands fall to the side as she finally went limp in Cat’s arms, a rosy red flush on her cheeks while her breathing calmed as drifting off to sleep.

The sound of cum dripping onto the grass could be heard as Cat blankly stared at Naruko, her own breathing ragged. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest after watching the girl unconsciously masturbate not even an inch away from herself. Numbly looking down, she could see her own sign of her own arousal as a wet spot forming over her clothed mound.

“Holy…fuck…” Cat mumbled before quickly coming back to her senses. She was already late to the meeting, and any longer then her comrade will come looking for her, and she definitely did not want him to see her in this state, thank you very much!

Kneeling down, the violette quickly sealed Iruka’s body in a scroll before swiftly fleeing the area, but not before taking the ragged remains of Naruko’s jumpsuit and short shorts.

However, she was confused about one thing. ”Why can’t I find her bra and panties?”

xXx

After dropping off the slumbering Naruko in her rundown apartment, Cat swiftly made her way to the Hokage tower. Several hours passed and night turned to dawn as the early morning sun filtered through the window before landing its rays on blonde peaceful face.

Instinctively shielding herself from the light, Naruko blearily opened her eyes as the familiar chipped ceiling of her room swam into view. Glancing about with sleepy eyes, she suddenly lurched up when memories of what happened last night rushed through her mind, only to flinch at the flaring pain when her aching womb protested against the sudden movement.

“Owwww.” Naruko winced groaning as she hugged herself for a minute until the bruising pain died down to a more bearable throbbing. “Did all of that really happen last night? Was I really r-raped by that bastard Mizuki? Wait, what about Iruka…the scroll…who found me?” Incoherent questions flooded her mind while she stumbled to the bathroom, her legs trembling from last night’s penetration of her cervix by not one, but two large dicks as she moved in front of her mirror.

Then she saw herself. The first thing she noticed were the large fading purple-blue bruises along the gentle curves of her pert breasts and hips where Mizuki roughly handled her body. Poking at one of them, Naruko hissed when a small stinging pain blossomed under her finger. Next thing she noticed was the dried yellowed cum that coated her entire lower half and trailed down her pink lips. Not even the soft silky hair she was so proud of was spared with its clumps of sticky wads of cum everywhere. As she watched, another dribble of gooey seed slowly bubbled out of her puffy slit before running down her slender thighs.

Feeling a sudden nauseating surge in her belly, Naruko rushed to the toilet to vomit out the entire contents of her stomach, only stopping when she started to dry heave. Gazing down, she almost puked again when she saw the familiar sight of Mizuki’s semen covering whatever she had yesterday.

“Kami, why…why…why…why did this happen to me? Wasn’t having my body groped by everybody everyday bad enough?” Naruko cried before darting towards the shower. Ignoring the chill of the freezing water that poured from the showerhead, she vigorously rubbed away the evidence of last night’s activity, not noticing the pain when she rubbed several layers of skin away before frantically trying to scoop out the seemingly infinite spunk in her womanhood as it continued to trickle out. Yet somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew that she would never be clean, no matter how hard she scrubbed her smooth skin.

As she did, her thoughts wandered back to when Mizuki first slapped her ass in front of everybody, her whiskered cheeks burning in pain, humiliation, and reluctant pleasure as she came, her nectar being licked up by that bastard, Sasuke before shifting to her face when Mizuki pierced her cervix to deposit his seed into her young, fertile womb.

Rubbing her thighs together, Naruko blushed as she tried to relieve the heat coming from her pussy while recalling the face she had made when Mizuki pounded into her. “I hate him, that bastard, for raping me and taking my first time, when poured his hot jizz into me…but the worst thing was…I enjoyed it!” Tears of shame traced down her cheeks when she remembered the utter pleasure his big cock gave her as he gouged out her insides and made her scream out like a little bitch in heat.

Finally, after several hours, Naruko stepped out, her sun-kissed hair once again clean and the skin in certain areas raw red. But those slight blemishes soon disappeared at a rate visible to the naked eye, just like her bruises and swelling around her cunt had in the past hours as her body returned to its normal sexy state. If anybody saw her now, nobody would have thought she just lost her purity last night. The only visible sign of her traumatic experience were her puffy red eyes as she wiped away the last of her tears from her lovely appearance.

Slowly making her way back to her bed, Naruko eyed her stained jumpsuit and ruined short shorts. “Is there even a point to going to the Academy? I’ve already failed the exam and I can’t face Iruka after raping him like Mizuki did to me.”

As she wavered about, the ‘click’ of her window opening rang out behind her. The memories from last night still clear, Naruko whirled around, panic in her blue eyes until she saw Cat crouched on her windowsill, the hilt of her sword sticking out behind her head.

For a second, neither one of them said anything while Cat just stared at the nude Naruko as she inwardly admired her sensual form; she looked much better now, clean and freshly showered, than her cum-soaked self a few hours ago. However, her lips twitched in amusement when Naruko abruptly dived under her sheets, swaddling herself up before grabbing at her ruined clothes.

Clearing her throat, Cat got to what she was sent to do. “Ahem, Hokage-sama has ordered you to go to the Shinobi Academy at noon to wait for the results and team placements today. That’s all.” Having relayed the order, Cat turned to shunshin away. But before she could, something grabbed at her arm from behind.

Looking back, Cat almost instinctively awww’d at the cute sight Naruko still wrapped in her orange blanket with only her face and dainty hands showing, looking very much like a baby fox as her cerulean orbs stared at her mask. It was hard for her to connect the current shy and innocent Naruko to the slutty one who unconsciously pleasured herself in her arms.

“What is it Uzumaki-san?”

“Um, well…I already failed the exam for the third time in a row and now I’m too old for next year. Is there a reason for me to even go?” Naruko hated mentioning how she failed, but she really didn’t want to meet Sasuke and the other boys...or girls for that matter.

A light of understanding seemed to spark in Cat’s eyes as she remembered what she was supposed to give to Naruko. Fishing about in her pocket, the kunoichi pulled out a brand new Leaf forehead protector before tossing it over to Naruko, who instinctively caught the symbol of the shinobi.

Bringing it up to her confused but awed eyes, Naruko gaped at the gleaming metal with the leaf symbol before looking up with confused eyes. “Why are you giving this to me? Didn’t I fail the Bunshin test?”

Cat slightly smiled at the innocent question. “And you did. But Hokage-sama deemed you fit to join us, reasoning why should Konoha deny such a bright kunoichi whose only fault was the useless Bunshin test.”

“One which every Chūnin or even experienced genin could easily see through, not saying about those above.”

Blinking rapidly, Naruko’s jaw dropped to her bed before she sprang up with her hands in the air, not caring she was baring her naked body to the woman in front as her joy of finally becoming a kunoichi temporarily overshadowed her despair from last night.

“Yatta Yatta! I did it! I’m a kunoichi now!” Eyeing Naruko’s bouncing tits, Cat faintly flushed before coughing in her hand to hide her embarrassment. “Kami, that body of hers should be illegal. Even though I’m a woman, I almost fell to her charms.” Now speaking about those two fleshy weapons of mass destruction…

Reaching back into her pockets, Cat pulled out a roll of chest bandages before throwing it at the celebrating teen. “Hey Uzumaki-san, take this and wrap it around your chest. Now that you’re going to be an active kunoichi, you can’t have those boobs of yours bouncing all over the place.” She isn’t Anko after all.

Catching it, Naruko stared at the roll before shooting a beaming smile at Cat. “Thank you Neko-chan! Also, don’t call me Uzumaki-san, just call me Naruko!”

Not all that shocked of being called Neko-chan, Cat realized just how wrong her first impressions were. “Her body just must be extremely sensitive to pleasure, which made her want to relieve herself. It’s not her fault that something like…that happened.”

“Ok, Naruko-chan, but you should hurry up, or else you’ll be late to school.” But again, when she turned to leave, she found Naruko’s hand on her own. Tilting her head to the side, she asked, “What is it this time, Naruko-chan?”

Naruko rubbed the back of her head as she awkwardly chuckled. “About that, could you help me with the chest wrap, Neko-chan? I’ve never used one of these before, hehehe…”

She sighed.

“Fine.”

xXx

Several Minutes Later

“…I do recommend getting a bra when you get the chance though. Alright then, see you later Naruko-chan.” After a short wave, Cat leapt away from the windowsill and onto the roof as she left to whatever duties required her. Once again alone, Naruko picked at the bandages that were uncomfortably squeezing her breasts as she surveyed her remaining clothes.

Or rather, lack thereof.

“Nooooo! Those were my last pair of shorts! I’ll kill you Mizuki-teme!” Naruko cried out, complete unaware that her clones already subjected their creator’s rapist to a fate far worse than death. Glancing at the clock, she realized there was only another half-hour until classes began.

“What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?” Her legs still shaky, Naruko paced around her apartment for a few minutes before coming to a decision. The tight pair of short shorts she liked to wear was already rippled to rags…no way was she gonna wear that. Her trusty orange jumpsuit, while stained and smelling strongly of semen, was still whole and undamaged. And with her breasts now all bandaged up, it should be possible for the overly large top to reach her mid-thigh.

She’d already seen a certain kunoichi with mid-back length raven hair and red eyes wear a dress made out of bandages that barely covered her ass, yet no one seemed to say anything. With that in mind and less than 20 minutes to spare, Naruko quickly zipped on the jumpsuit before heading out her apartment and onto the streets.

The road to the academy was already bustling and the air filled with the shouts and dust of people as they advertised their wares and did their daily routine. It was to this sight that Naruko realized she wasn’t going to make it in time going the conventional way.

“Damnit, I won’t make it in time with all these people in my way. The only way would be to jump along the roofs to the academy.” Naruko glanced up at the deserted roofs before glancing down at her exposed thighs. While she could be considered ‘decent’ in shinobi terms, her jumpsuit did not cover nearly as much as she hoped. Instead of reaching mid-thigh, the bottom of the orange abomination barely covered the round curve of her ass. If even the slightest wind blew over and she wasn’t holding it down, her entire lower half would be exposed for the world to see, not to mention running on the rooftops.

If somebody just happened to look up…

“But I have no choice. I can’t be late to the team placement ceremony!” Gritting her teeth, she leapt onto the roof of her apartment before beginning her way to the academy one rooftop at a time. Glancing down, she felt her cheeks burn when she saw several civilians already pointing their fingers up at her, or more specifically at her bare pussy she flashed every time she jumped between buildings.

Shame and embarrassment flooded her being, yet she shivered in excitement as a jolt ran through her body, her sex already moist and dripping with her lust. Not for the first time, she cursed her body’s carnal desires while wondering what she had done in her previous life to warrant such a slutty body whose desires she could not control.

As Naruko continued her way, her young mind conflicted between involuntary arousal and disgust of her lack of control, a certain fox locked behind an unbreakable gate grinned in amusement at the sight.

“That bastard’s seal may prevent me from controlling your mind, but nothing prevents me from controlling other aspects of your body. Oh Fourth Hokage, if only you could see your daughter as she falls to the desires of men, her body to be used as a plaything as she turns into a slut for all the shinobi of the Elemental Nations. This…this is my revenge against you cursed Uzumakis!”

xXx

Sasuke was not happy right now. Even though, in just a few minutes, he was about to be a shinobi, even though he was finally going to gain the strength kill his traitor brother, something was missing. And he knew exactly what it was.

“Just where is Slut-chan?” Sasuke muttered under his breath, wondering his personal toy was. He was even sitting where she usually sat so he could toy with her more easily as she sat on his lap. Unfortunately for him, a certain fangirl heard him.

“Sasuke-kun, you can use my body if you want. Just forget about that dirty slut’s body; isn’t mine so much better? Besides, she probably failed and won’t be coming today anyways.” A shiver of disgust ran down his spine when he felt Sakura grab at his arm to press against her nonexistent chest. In the moment his arm had involuntary touched her, he could already tell that the desk in front of him had better curves than this pink haired irritation, let alone his toy. Jerking back his arm, Sasuke sent a cold glare her way before looking back out the window.

Ignoring her complaints, Sasuke’s thoughts drifted to Naruko and her reactions whenever he played with her beautiful curvaceous body. And that body…his dick stiffened just thinking about her mature body and looks of loathing and disgust she sent as it came under his fingers. Truly, it was the greatest pleasure to force such a sexy woman to be his bitch in public and have her not be able to do anything about it.

That’s when the door to the classroom slammed open as an orange yellow blur rushed through the entrance and sat on her seat…

…and directly into his lap.

“Huh, why is my seat so squishy? And what’s that hot, hard thing beneath me?” Glancing down, Naruko felt her eyes widen when she saw a pair of muscular legs beneath her own and the large bulge pressing up against her bare cunt before looking back to see Sasuke smirking at her. Before she could try to escape, a pair of arms locked down around her narrow waist.

“Let go of me Sasuke-teme! And get out of my seat!” Naruko shouted as she struggled to stand back up.

“Shut up bitch and sit back down.” Shoving his hands up her jumpsuit, Sasuke went to grasp at her nipple; he knew just pinching that sensitive nub would make her putty in his hands…only to find it covered by a bandage that wrapped around the entirety of her breasts. “Huh?” Frustrated, he tried to unwrap the annoying barrier, but couldn’t find a large enough seam in Cat’s expert work. When she saw Sasuke unable to get at her sensitive boobs, Naruko gleefully turned on him.

“Ha, take that Sasuke-teme! With a chest wrap on, you won’t be able to touch my chest anymore, so you might as well just stop harassing me! And now that I’m a kunoi-Hyaahn?!” Naruko yelping when she felt a finger probing the entrance of her wet lower lips.

“Oh~? What’s this? You’ve finally gotten rid of your shorts for me?” asked Sasuke while rubbing the small bundle of nerves. Arousal spiked through Naruko as she moaned, her hips gyrating against his fingers as he continued to thumb at her sensitive nub, before slapping her hands above her mouth, azure eyes wide with consternation at her slutty responses.

“N-nooooo, s-stop or e-else…” Naruko squeaked out, not able to resist as her juices began to leak out around his fingers.

“Or else what?” Sasuke breathed into her ear as he snaked a kunai underneath her bandages before ripping upwards. Free once again, her jiggling tits caused her jumpsuit to hitch back up as her lack of anything downstairs became clear to everyone around her.

“Noooo! Don’t look!” She screamed while trying to cover up her sex from the lustful leers of the boys as they gazed at her bare dripping cunt as it twitched around Sasuke’s still moving fingers.

“You thought those little strips were going to protect you? Ha, nothing you do will ever change who really are: a bitch who gets off while being fingered by the man you hate.” Another yelp pushed past her luscious lips when Sasuke grasped at her hard nipple.

“P-please…s-stop…AHHH!” Feeling him shove a finger into her sopping wet cunt, Naruko squealed as she orgasmed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as her cum gushing all over Sasuke’s bulging manhood while her pussy squeezed onto his finger, refusing to let go of the digit.

“That’s right you whore, cum in front of everyone! Look at how wet you are…you must really want my dick inside of your tight fuck hole.” Sasuke laughed while shoving his honey-soaked fingers into Naruko’s mouth, shivering when he felt her tongue lick and swirl around his fingers as she tasted herself, her mind already turned to mush from the constant jolts of arousal of her tits and pussy.

“That’s it, I can’t wait anymore.” Sasuke thought as his erect dick twitched at the sight of her flushed cheeks and big misty eyes. Just as he was about to pull down his pants and take her right there, the door slammed open again as a man with dark circular sunglasses stepped through with a sheet of names.

“Alright, quiet down you brats and listen up. My name is Ebisu-sensei and congratulations on becoming genin of Konoha! You will now be placed in teams of three, four cells team along with your future jonin-sensei. As I call your names, you will report to your jonin-sensei and begin your training.”

As he began to list off the teams, Naruko whimpered when she felt Sasuke insert another finger into slippery folds as his other hand fondled her soft tits.

“S-Sasuke, please stop…I-I’M CUMMING!” With a scream, the daughter of the Fourth Hokage came again when her clit was pinched, causing her breasts to sway and her back to arch as her body quivered in ecstasy.

Pressing against a rough patch along her tight walls, Sasuke smiled when the woman between his legs trembled, her tongue lolling out as a spray of honey squirted out of her bitch hole onto the students below. Suckling her delicate neck, he whispered into her ear as she leaned into his kisses.

“I love how big and squishy your tits are and how sensitive your body is. What a naughty girl you are, to cum in front of the teacher. Just what would your beloved Iruka-sensei say?”

As he said those words, a brief moment of clarity flashed through Naruko’s cerulean eyes when she remembered Iruka’s bloody state. Quickly scanning the room, she realized her favorite teacher and closest friend was nowhere to be seen.

“Iruka-sensei, where are you?” Barely managing to break through the Uchiha’s scion embrace, Naruko raised her hand as she shouted out, “S-Sensei, where is Iruka-sensei? Shouldn’t he be the one calling out our teams?”

A vicious pinch to her aching nipple caused her vision to go blurry and her ass to grind against Sasuke’s protruding dick.

A thin stream of blood poured out of the teacher’s nose as he leered at the sight of a sexy woman grinding her ass against the young Uchiha’s hips.

“Uzumaki-san, I would advise you to keep such activities to the bedroom. And as for Iruka-san…he’s dead, killed by a traitor last night.”

“Dead? No…he can’t be…dead, could he?” Hearing his cruel words, Naruko’s body went limp in despair, her eyes turning blank when the mere thought of her elder brother figure being dead knocked any remaining fight out of her.

Taking one last peek at her heaving breasts, Ebisu went back to calling out teams.

Sasuke leaned forward, a malicious smirk on his face as he tilted her cute lips to share a deep kiss, before leaning back, strings of drool connecting their mouths. Looking at her flushed face and swollen lips as she panted, he pinched her clit one last time.

“No more Iruka to save you now, Slut-chan. You are all mine.” Naruko merely looked back with unseeing eyes as she shivered, drenching Sasuke’s shorts as she came again. Just when the clear part of her mind thought it couldn’t possibly get any worse, she heard Ebisu shouting.

“Team 7 under Hatake Kakashi! Inuzaka Kiba…Uchiha Sasuke…and Uzumaki Naruko!”

She fainted.
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