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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.
(nobody seemed to completely guess what i had in mind)

"Naruto... listen to me!" Pain cried out, gasping for air. Her body writhed anxiously beneath the blond as she wailed, trying in vain to get through to him. "Please, don't do this...! Naruto. Naruto!"
Tanned, calloused hands roughly and yet skillfully cupped the mounds of Nagato's breasts. The soft and supple flesh of her bosom gave ever-so-slightly where they squeezed, long and dextrous fingers dragging agonizingly pleasant furrows through the yielding tissue of her breasts.
Muscular, solid legs pinned the redhead's lower body to the wet floor. Irregularly spaced iron rivets dug into Nagato's back, her naked skin scraping torturously over the floor's uneven steel plates. Droplets of rain blew in from the open sides of the balcony, drizzling lightly upon her face and chest.
"Naruto, please... can't you see? Listen to me!" Nagato moaned, weakly rolling her head side to side. Her arms would not raise themselves against Naruto, and her legs would not carry her away from him. Her very body conspired against her.
But she would not be so easily defeated. Not though the tip of his manhood should tease the slit of her maiden-head, not though he should kiss and caress her in his brusquely affectionate manner.
"I know you can hear me. I'm sure of it!" she shouted over the howling wind. The rain picked up. "It's a lie! An illusion, all of it! None of this is real! We are...!"
The sky over Ame grew black, a darkling gloom which pervaded every nook and cranny. Nagato felt it in her very soul, the dismal air of the Hidden Rain. It sapped away her hope, filling her heart with a profound dread.
For a moment, her voice died in her throat.
The hairs on Nagato's neck stood on end. A tingling raced over her skin, unrelated to Naruto's closeness or Naruto's touch.
A flash of light. Deafening clap, and rolling boom.
The tower shuddered down to its very foundations. Nagato felt it in her bones. Her body trembled; her bosom quivered in Naruto's hands. His lips mashed down hungrily on hers, to a raucous symphony of hooting and hollering from the rest of Akatsuki.
Electricity coursed through Nagato's veins, wholly unrelated to the lightning bolt from seconds earlier. Naruto kissed her hungrily, his tongue dancing with hers. He embraced her, attending to her slim and lovely figure.
Her body felt pleasure, but her heart knew only dread.
"N-Naruto..." she gasped, sputtering breathlessly when the blond finally broke off from the kiss. His fingers danced across her pale thighs, raising goosebumps wherever they touched her. His every caress thrilled her. "Can't you hear me? Listen...!"
She tried again to speak to him, to make the blond see sense. It was hard to focus, though. Naruto's hands were all over her, squeezing and stroking every inch of her body. His fingers gingerly, teasingly rubbed up and down over her wet slit. He pinched one of her nipples, carefully tweaking and twisting it.
Neck. Earlobe. Underarm. Back of the knee.
Navel. Buttocks. Small of the back.
Breasts. Nipples.
Clitoris.
He sought out and stimulated all of Nagato's weakest, most vulnerable points. He wracked her body with unimaginable pleasure, skillfully bringing her to the peak even quite against her will. She did what she could to resist, but Naruto was a masterful lover.
If he wanted to make you feel good, you felt good. Whether you wanted to or not. And Nagato did not.
But Naruto didn't seem to realize this.
"Ooh, Pain-chan," he growled, his breath hot on her ear. "You're insatiable."
He slipped his fingers inside of her. She let out a gasp, shuddering in both pleasure and dismay. He thrust his digits slowly back and forth, exploring the silky folds of her womanhood.
"No...!" she moaned. "This is wrong. Listen to me, Naruto: it's all a lie! You have to believe me. Isn't my voice reaching you?"
Naruto met her eyes. He was smiling, and for a moment Nagato's heart stopped. Then he leaned in, and huskily whispered.
"You're such a flatterer, Pain-chan,"
Then he kissed her again, his tongue invading her mouth. He squeezed the modest swell of her left breast, cupping her pubic mound as he scissored his ring and middle fingers inside of her. She moaned into his mouth, shivering weakly in his arms.
Hot tears burned their way down Nagato's cheeks.
He couldn't hear her – none of them could. If they reacted to her words at all, it was in a manner completely inappropriate and unrelatable to what she said. Try as she might, she couldn't get them to hear anything she said regarding the illusion. Not now.
It almost made a twisted sort of sense. A genjutsu capable of creating an entire illusory reality... with such a powerful and subtle technique, surely it would be a simple matter to block the victim's senses against any inconvenient input.
The human brain was uniquely suited to lying to itself. It could manufacture false memories at the slightest suggestion, alter information to fit its own bias, even censor a person's very perception of the world. It would be a simple matter to make people hear only that which was conducive to keeping them passive and content in this vast illusion.
Such complete hypnosis was a truly terrifying power.
Nagato's gut wrenched, even as Naruto continued to lovingly kiss and fondle and finger her. She glanced sidelong at Konan, Yahiko.
Like herself, they were now naked. Their clothes had simply vanished, ceased to exist. Yet they did not seem to notice this. Rather they smiled at her, their eyes glassy, something vacant and missing from their expressions. They did not scrutinize what they saw. They did not analyze and assess. They simply watched in pleasant amusement, like idiot children staring at a pretty fire.
Nagato wondered if they even remembered what she had told them, if they remembered that this was all just an illusion, that they were all being played for fools. A large part of her doubted it.
She hardly even noticed when she came. Her nectar gushed out over the metal-tiled floor, mixing with the rainwater. The air stank of low tide, a wet rot, the decay of seaweed and fish with the faintest tang of rusted iron beneath.
It was the smell of the rain, a smell she hated.
Naruto's manhood parted her labia. His throbbing erection slid into her moistened, sensitized vagina. He pushed himself the whole way in, their genders producing a wet slapping sound when they met.
Nagato retched, shuddering. Her limbs felt leaden. Her legs would not move at her will. Her arms refused to do her bidding.
Her body welcomed Naruto into itself. At another time, under other circumstances, Nagato might have been glad of this joining. She might have acted of her own will as her body did now, might have given herself up to Naruto and begged him to take her.
But not here, and not now. Though his touch excited her flesh, made her moisten and burn and ache for more, it was not what she desired. Not what she wanted.
Not what she needed.
"Please, no! Don't do this!" she cried, though she knew it was hopeless. "Please, Naruto, don't... don't rape me...!"
Her words scarcely reached her ears. They sounded soft and distant even to herself, yet her throat burned and rasped, hoarse from the effort she put into these vain pleas. She yelled with all her might, but the harder she tried, the quieter and more distant her words seemed to become.

Darkness crept in.
From the corner of her eyes, Nagato perceived nothing. A wall of black, impenetrable shade, like a wave rising up, came slowly yet surely across her vision, washing over her. The light was stolen from her eyes, sapped away until she could see naught but darkness.
Naruto thrust powerfully into her. His manhood plunged in and out of her cunt with an obscene squelching sound.
Nagato heard everything clearly: the torrential hammering of rain on steel plate, the cooing and jeering from her fellow Akatsuki, Naruto's steady grunting, the rhythmic slapping of their naked skin coming together, and the distant crack of thunder rolling through the heavens.
Then it cut out. All sound stopped. She felt no touch upon her body. Not the wind blowing through her matted scarlet locks, or the sideswept rain flecking across her bare skin, or Naruto's manhood ramming into her cervix.
She smelled nothing. There was no taste upon her tongue – not even that of her own saliva.
For a moment, she knew only oblivion.
Then she heard a voice whisper into her ear, felt long and slender fingers delicately scrape razor-sharp nails across her tender cheek.
"Nagato, Nagato, Nagato. Don't you know? Nobody likes a tattletale."
The breath left her lungs. Her eyes were uncovered.
Pain beheld the Tailed-Beasts and their hosts, Two through Eight, and a pair alone, One and Nine. They stood in a ring around her, standing upon nothing in an endless void. All was filled with light, but the empty blackness held nothing for it to reveal.
Sixteen figures formed a circle around her, ringing her in. They all gazed at her with vacant eyes, empty expressions which betrayed an utter dearth of thought. Their irises were flat and hollow, their pupils devoid of light. They looked at her as if through a veil, seeing only formless shadow and not a person.
A figure descended, then. A pale woman, skin white as snow, a shining ivory as pure as the moon. Her eyes were like pearls, her hair as red as the dawn. A vertical line was tattooed upon her forehead, a noble brow high and bare. She was clad in a feather raiment of purest white, robed as a living spirit.
She had horns like an oni, almost like the ears of a snow hare – to Nagato she seemed as beautiful and terrible as a goddess of wrath. She was garbed in starlight, her face shining upon all she beheld. Her glance pierced Nagato to the core, as sharp as a sword and colder than ice.
She descended from the darkness, bringing light to the void.
"Such a lovely maid..." she murmured, and Nagato realized with a start that this was the one who had spoken to her.
"Who are you?!" she demanded, finding her voice once more. She trembled in fear, but she refused to let this show on her face.
The woman smiled. She saw everything.
"Can you not tell?" she inquired, gazing serenely down at Nagato. She spread her arms with a graceful flourish. "I am the goddess of this world. I am the fairest being in all of Creation. I am Kaguya."
That name evoked a memory in Nagato, half-forgotten and deeply buried, from the earliest years of her childhood. It was a name of myth, of folklore and fairy tale.
A name of evil.
In that moment, Nagato knew despair.

Rain fell.
Lightning flashed in the clouds, illuminating the heavens with a single instant of terrible beauty. The wind howled, tearing at their naked bodies.
"Naruto! Naruto! Naruto!"
The moans were nearly drowned out by the sound of the storm which raged all around them. Iron beams groaned, a tower of riveted scrap swaying a degree this way and that, buffeted from every direction by a fearsome, shrieking gale.
"Oh, yes. Oh, God! Naruto, Naruto, Naruto!" a woman's voice groaned, husky and sensual, deeply enriched with delight. "Fuuuuck... fuck me... Fuck me, Naruto! I love you!"
Two figures were locked in a hot and passionate embrace. They lay on the floor of the balcony, naked, exposed to the elements atop the tallest tower in all the village.
Lightning strobed in the sky around them, jagged forks of white and blue snaking in an instant from cloud to cloud. Thunder boomed and rolled, deafening and terrible, shaking the tower to its very foundations.
Eight women watched as two made love, the maidens of the Akatsuki gazing upon their leader and their master.
Naruto's hips slammed into Pain's with a meaty thwuck, his manhood plunging deeply into her. He press himself all the way in with every thrust of his pelvis. The tip of his cock jabbed Pain-chan's cervix, making her scream in abject delight.
"You are my god! Your cock is my ultimate desire! Naruto-sama, Naruto-sama!" the pale redhead cried out. "Fuck me! Yes!"
Her modest breasts bobbed and quivered with the violent rocking of her body. Delicately angled cheeks were dusted a heavy scarlet. Firm, shapely buttocks smacked down hard on the scrap metal floor with every plunge of the woman's hips.
Naruto was fucking her. Pain's tight cunt clamped down on his throbbing dick, squeezing him for every drop of seed he could spare. Her pelvis was ruddy, discolored in places with amorphous splotches. Her limbs were limp, lying bonelessly splayed from her torso in random angles.
The pulsing girth of Naruto's erection rubbed against the silky folds of her maidenhood. Her moistness dripped and gushed over his throbbing shaft, squelching noisily between flesh and flesh as their bodies came together again and again. He stretched her insides out, bruising her thighs with the furious movement of his hips.
Rain spattered Pain's nipples, her modest breasts jiggling perkily. Her pelvic bone groaned from the stress to which it was subjected by the fervent pumping of Naruto's hips. His legs pinned her lower body to the balcony floor, the muscular cheeks of his ass tensing and rippling, bronze skin glistening with sweat in the dim light.
He could feel the raging fire in her loins. It was sublime, an exquisite ache that surged through every fiber of her being. Electricity course through her veins, her skin jumping and tingling at every slightest touch of his skin on hers. Her body felt so wonderfully delicate and vulnerable beneath him.
He kissed her hungrily, thrusting into her with even more force than ever. She came with a wail, screaming ecstatically into his mouth. Her juices poured out over his cock, dousing their thighs and mingling with the rain water.
Naruto broke off the kiss to smile affectionately down at the woman, this distant cousin of his. She met his gaze with rinnegan eyes, and she blushed.
"Make me your slave!" Pain mewled, gazing up at him with utter love and adoration. "Make me the lowest of the lowest of your slaves! Make me your filthiest, basest, absolute lowest cumslut and sex toy!"
She moaned and groaned in pleasure and ecstasy, her breasts bouncing and jiggling most delightfully as her body rocked back and forth with the fervent, powerful sway of Naruto's hips. Her ass smacked the floor, droplets of rain water splashing on her naked body, her buttocks wiggling and wobbling explosively with every impact.
Naruto smiled. He fucked Pain-chan raw, reveling in all the hot and wet sensations of her cunt. His pelvis smacked repeatedly against hers, making the gleefully submissive redhead squeal and moan and beg him to go harder.
"Oh, yes!" she screamed. "Hurt me, make me cry for mercy! Choke this stupid fucking bitch. Choke her to death! Show her what a naughty girl she's been!"
Naruto laughed cheerfully at these words, amused by Pain's ironically appropriate dirty talk. He didn't hit her, of course, but Konan and Yahiko quite gladly stepped forward to do so.
The former produced a paper whip, a sharp and flexible lash expertly fashioned through her shikigami ninjutsu. Naruto rolled over, so that Pain was on top of him, and Konan began whipping her friend and leader's back.
Smooth, alabaster skin erupted in ruddy welts with every crack of Konan's whip. Pain squirmed and squealed in shameful delight as Konan inflicted this pain upon her. The blue-haired beauty lashed and whipped the slender redhead, marking Pain-chan's back with blood red lines of tortured skin.
Pain screamed in delight, begging to be hurt more and more. Konan whipped her even harder. Naruto thrust his manhood faster and faster into his Uzumai kinswoman's cunt. Her nectar gushed down his thick, throbbing shaft, dousing his loins in her scent.
Then Yahiko joined in. Even as Pain shrieked ecstatically and praised Naruto and Konan, the busty ginger reached out, straddling Yahiko's back, and wrapped firm, calloused fingers around the woman's slender, pale neck.
She squeezed.
Despite the constriction of her airway, Pain still managed to communicate her carnal euphoria with the wild thrashing of nigh-continuous orgasm. Konan now focused all of her lashing on the redhead's ass, delightedly lacerating those tight and flawless buttocks.
Naruto continued to fuck Pain. The woman had an expression of absolute glee on her face as it slowly discolored; strangled moans of passion slipped now and again from her lips as the sadistic four-way continued.
Lightning lit up the balcony, casting grotesque shadows over the faces of Naruto and Konan and Yahiko. The forms of the Akatsuki seemed to loom high around them, a ring of leering shadows. Thunder crashed overhead, a deafening cacophony. Sheets of rain were driven across the balcony, drenching all who stood there.
Water rolled over Naruto and Pain's frames, soaking them down to the bone. Rivulets of moisture coursed down Yahiko and Konan's voluptuous bodies, tracing the curvature of their womanly figures for all to see.
Lightning struck the tower.
Pain-chan's ecstatic flailing slowed. Her face was blue, her rinnegan nearly bulging out of their sockets.
Even as the thunder rumbled in their bones, another lightning bolt struck the tower's uttermost summit. A flash of light, an oppressive weight bearing down on them. Again and again, lightning strobed, smiting the sides of the tower, sparks glittering as they flew off the structure's iron sides, lighting up the storm's impenetrable gloom like a million falling stars.
Naruto came with a grunt, even as the tower shook with nature's fury. He shot his seed into Pain-chan's womanhood.
His cousin's movements came to a stop.
She was still.
Nagato watched in horror as Naruto pushed her body off of his cock, as Konan and Yahiko immediately disregarded her fresh corpse. She gazed across the veil, peering out on Infinite Tsukuyomi from within the realm of the goddess.
Even at the end, they hadn't able to hear her pleas. Even now, they didn't seem to realize that she was dead, or remember what they'd just done.
Such was the illusion's terrible power.
Such was Kaguya's power.
And even as Nagato watched, the body was gone. Not vanished, not spirited away or destroyed. It was one second, then not the next.
Among the Akatsuki stood now someone else: a nude, smiling doppelgänger. A cheerful, bubbly impostor who skipped up and kissed Naruto on the lips, tittering insipidly and shamelessly fondling the blond's still erect cock. She humped the man, standing up, lewd and obscene and impossibly horny.
In every way physically identical to Nagato herself.
"You are my god, Naruto-sama❤" the not-Pain said with complete and utter sincerity. She sounded ready to drop down on her knees and 'worship' him right then and there.
And then she did.
Nagato watched in despair.
Nobody knew she was gone. Nobody remembered her death, or what she had tried to tell them.
She looked back at Kaguya, who smiled. The bijuu and their jinchuuriki stalked forward, nude and visibly horny. The three-eyed goddess smiled darkly at the once self-proclaimed god.
"I win," was all she said.
With an almost lazy gesture, Kaguya made large and intimidating cocks erupt from the loins of each and every Tailed-Beast and Host.
Nagato whimpered.
Sixteen mind-controlled, super-powered futanari pounced on Nagato Uzumaki.
No one heard her screams.

A/N: I got P4A the other day... haha, holy crap the similarity between what happens with characters in that game and what happened with Nagato et al here. It's an honest to god coincidence! XD
Also, if you like Senran Kagura, futanari on female, pseudo lolis, big tits, and vaguely character-driven harem fics, then try checking out my fic Perplexed. It has all that, and maybe more!
Updated: 7-31-14
TTFN and R&R!
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