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Inverse Loving	By : AnansiScribe Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 7407 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Inverse Loving”

Disclaimer: Naruto and all associated characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto, not me. Understand? I make no money off this.
Author’s note: This is going to be a crack-filled standalone devised from a single question: “What if the girls had their own version of the Sexy Technique?” And really, that’s all you need to know. Further note, once the Sexy Techniques are active, I'll be using the appropriate pronouns for them, and switch back only when the techniques have been dispelled.
Timeline: Three or so years after the time-skip in the manga, so the “Rookie Nine” and Gai’s team are all 18-19, with the exception of Temari, who would be 21.

“What is this new ninjutsu you want to show us, Ino?” Sakura asked, both curiously and irritably. If it could help them in combat, that would be fine, but she had somewhere she wanted to be. Mainly, with Naruto. Yes, Naruto; over the time they’d spent apart due to Jiraiya taking him away for training and to protect him from the Akatsuki, she’d realized just how much he meant to her. The word for it hovered on the edges of her mind, not allowing itself to be fully acknowledged or spoken.
Hinata, Tenten, and Temari looked at Ino with mixed expressions. Hinata was bashful and timid, while Tenten looked eager (probably thinking it had something to do with weapons), and Temari was leaning on her closed fan. “Come on, Ino, what is this?” the wind mistress asked.
“Watch, learn, and adore,” Ino replied. She quickly performed several hand seals and shouted, “Lady Killer Technique!” In a puff of smoke, Ino was gone, replaced by a heartbreakingly gorgeous young man dressed in a sleeveless net top and leather pants. He smirked at the four girls. “What do you think?”
“That’s what you wanted to show us?” Sakura asked irritably.
Ino scowled at Sakura and Kami help her, he looked sexy doing even that. “Billboard brow, this will help us in infiltration. There will be places we as women cannot easily access. This way, we at least get our feet in the door.”
Hinata blushed a furious red. The net top did nothing to hide the lithe muscles of Ino’s new form’s chest and abs. The leather pants did nothing to conceal the musculature of that selfsame new form’s legs. It didn’t help that Ino now vaguely resembled a paler-haired Naruto, who had been Hinata’s secret love for as far back as she could remember.
“You do make a good point,” Temari admitted. “How do we do this?”
“So glad you asked,” Ino replied, turning around to rummage through his drawers. “Aha!” He pulled out several magazines featuring male models in vaguely suggestive poses and handed one to each of the four girls. “Memorize their features and recall them when you’re molding chakra for the transformation. You have to be precise, or otherwise it’ll come out botched.”
Sakura, Hinata, Tenten, and Temari leafed through the magazines, each one picking out a particular model’s features to memorize. Of course, the four just picked out models that resembled the men they had feelings for. Sakura and Hinata had both picked out models resembling Naruto, while Tenten had picked out a model resembling Neji and Temari had found one resembling Shikamaru. Once they were through with that, they practiced Ino’s new technique, getting it right after only a few flubs.
“How . . . do I look?” Hinata asked hesitantly. Her male form resembled both Neji and Naruto to a degree, only with short dark blue hair and maintaining the large khaki coat.
“You really ought to take that off, Hinata,” Sakura admonished with a gentle smirk and a smooth tenor. In her male form, she wore a red sleeveless shirt and skintight black pants that showed off the muscles in her arms and legs. “It really doesn’t do you justice.”
“S-sakura!” Hinata gasped out.
Suddenly, Tenten popped up behind Hinata and unzipped the other boy’s coat before pulling it off his body. This revealed a net top that, like Ino’s, did nothing to conceal the broad muscles of his torso. Hinata was beside himself with embarrassment, while Tenten was gently rubbing his chest. “You’re hot . . .” he drawled, his hair tied back in a ponytail that made him look vaguely like a brown-haired Itachi Uchiha.
“Tenten . . .” Hinata muttered softly.
“Yeah, Hinata, you really shouldn’t hide yourself away like that,” Temari added. “Whether you’re a girl or a boy, you’re absolutely gorgeous. Hiding it isn’t going to help you get the boy you want.”
“Oh, he’s no longer a boy,” Sakura remarked with a smirk. “He’s getting closer and closer to being a man every day.”
“What are we waiting for?” Ino asked. “Let’s see if we can get some places with this!” He sprang out of his open bedroom window, jumping from rooftop to rooftop. The other transformed girls jumped out after Ino, following him all the way to a certain nightclub. Once they reached it, they stopped at the door and moved to walk in, only to be asked for a password.

“When the night is still and the enemy is unaware, that is the time for a ninja to strike,” Sakura answered calmly, smiling at the doorman, who let him and the other four transformed girls inside. Once inside, they moved onto the dance floor. “Let’s see if we can find some girls.”
“Sakura, I didn’t know you swung that way,” Ino whispered.
“Have to make it look good,” Sakura replied before disappearing into the throng of gyrating bodies. Ino chuckled and went to follow his friend.
“We’ll stick with you, Hinata,” Tenten said, moving to one side of Hinata.
Temari winked at Hinata from the other side. “Yeah. We’ll even help you pick out a girl.”
“I . . . don’t want a girl,” Hinata answered.
“We know,” Tenten said. “You just gotta act like you do. Put up a charade.”
“O . . . ok,” Hinata whispered. He looked around. Was this how guys did it? Just look around and find a girl they liked the look of? They made it seem so easy.
On his first sweep, he found a tall, curvaceous blonde dressed in a black shirt precariously held on by one button and that button looked like it was about to burst. Beneath that shirt were a matching bra and a leather skirt wrapped around her rounded hips. She also wore fishnet wristbands and knee-covers, along with short-heeled shoes. The blonde’s hair was done in dual ponytails and her blue eyes glimmered with sensual mischief.
Hinata’s eyes widened when he saw the three whisker-like markings on each of the blonde’s cheeks. Could it be? He activated the Byakugan, examining the blonde’s chakra coils. To his shock, those chakra coils were identical to those of one . . . “Naruto . . .”
“Naruto?” Tenten echoed.
“Yes!” Hinata whispered excitedly. “He’s transformed into a woman, but it’s his chakra.” He began to play with his index fingers, pushing them together. “What do I do?”
“I’ll tell her that somebody wants a dance,” Temari answered, moving toward the other blonde before Tenten or Hinata could stop him. Once he reached Naruto – who was clearly using the Sexy Technique – he tapped her on the shoulder. “Hey, sexy.”
“Hey, yourself,” Naruto greeted, fully immersed in his female role. “Wanna dance?”
“I’d like to, but I know someone who’d like to even more,” Temari answered sexily. Seeing the glimmer in Naruto’s eyes, Temari grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to Hinata. “There he is.”
“Is this your first time, cutie?” Naruto asked Hinata, gently touching Hinata’s arm.
“Y-yes,” Hinata replied.
“What’s your name?” Naruto asked.
“Hi . . . Hiraishin,” Hinata replied.
“I’m Natsuki,” Naruto offered.
“Come on, Hiraishin,” Naruto invited, her voice smoky. “Dance with me.”
Naruto pulled Hinata onto the dance floor and twisted around so that she was facing away from him. Naruto took Hinata’s hands and placed them on her hips, slowly grinding her round bottom against his groin. Hinata blushed and stammered out, “Wh-what are you d-doing?”
“Showing you how to let loose,” Naruto replied sultrily. “Come on, Hiraishin. Just relax . . .”
Hinata blushed as he discovered one of the drawbacks of the Lady Killer Technique. As it turned out, this particular transformation was designed to perfectly mimic every function of the male body, including the sexual functions. As it was, Hinata could feel himself growing hard, even though as a girl, it wasn’t a sensation he was familiar with. She supposed functionally, it was the same as her sex lubricating itself whenever she thought too long about Naruto, but the feelings were concentrated in her groin rather than spreading from her lower belly and groin.
“Na . . . Natsuki . . .” Hinata groaned, feeling his member rise to the occasion. Naruto chuckled sensuously, continuing to grind her derriere against Hinata’s erection.
“You like this, don’t you?” Naruto purred.
“Y-yes,” Hinata admitted, gaining just enough confidence to grind his crotch into Naruto’s delectable rear. “Aaa . . . Natsuki . . .”
Naruto moaned sensuously. “Hiraishin . . .” She looked about and caught Sakura’s eye. She smirked at him, inviting him to join her and Hinata.
Sakura took up Naruto’s invitation, walking over to join her and Hinata. Sakura wrapped his arms around Naruto, grinding his crotch against hers. Naruto moaned from the feeling of two restrained members grinding against “her” crotch and rear and moved sensually between the two, stimulating both of them.
“I know it’s you, Naruto,” Sakura whispered in Naruto’s ear, his voice a sensuous caress. “Truth be told, I always wondered what it would be like to fuck you as a girl, to take your cherry. Does it excite you, Naru-chan?”
“Sa-sakura . . .” Naruto moaned.
“Please . . . call me Satoshi,” Sakura purred.
“Then you call me Natsuki,” Naruto answered breathily.
The three gender-switched ninja were very close together, close enough for Satoshi to feel Natsuki’s voluptuous breasts pressed against his chest. It was also close enough for Natsuki to feel Satoshi’s and Hiraishin’s straining members against her derriere and pelvis. Natsuki threw her head back, resting it on Hiraishin’s shoulder, causing Hiraishin to blush an even deeper red. Satoshi leaned forward and kissed Natsuki’s bare neck, acting on the feelings that he had struggled with for so long.
“Come on, Hinata . . .” he encouraged Hiraishin. “She’s right here for us. Ready and willing.”
Natsuki looked up at Hiraishin, her blue eyes glimmering with desire and love. “Come on . . . I want you to. You’ve wanted me for so long and here I am, in your arms, ready and willing.”
“Na . . . Naruto . . .” Hiraishin whispered, leaning down to claim Natsuki’s lips in what was their first kiss. He was shy, but eager, quickly learning how Natsuki liked to kiss and responding. Their tongues tangled in each other’s mouths, as Satoshi continued to kiss and suck on Natsuki’s neck. Finally, Hiraishin pulled away, stuttering. “Na-naru-Naruto . . . I-I can’t . . . hold it in anymore . . . I want to . . .”
“You want to what?” Natsuki asked. “Come on, Hinata . . . you can tell me. I won’t run away. I won’t go back. That’s our nindo, remember?”
“I want to . . . I want to do things to you . . .” Hiraishin murmured.
“What kinds of things?” Natsuki prompted, sighing as Satoshi kissed her neck.
“I want to remove your clothes . . . I want to kiss, lick, and suck on every inch of your body . . . I want to bury myself in you, get lost in you, and forget everything except what it’s like to be with you,” Hiraishin admitted.
“I like that idea,” Natsuki purred. “But why don’t we go somewhere we won’t be interrupted so you can do all that with me?”
“Yes,” Hiraishin whispered, the stutter gone from his voice.

The trio walked out of the club arm in arm, prompting envious stares from men and women alike. Ino, Temari, and Tenten in particular groaned in annoyance. “I wanted to have a go at her,” Temari admitted.
“I never knew you were attracted to Naruto,” Ino said.
“Naruto saved Gaara from himself,” Temari answered. “I simply wanted to show him my . . . appreciation.”
“Careful, Temari,” Ino admonished teasingly. “If Shikamaru hears that . . .”
“Oh?” Temari asked. “Should I tell him all about your own perverse cravings where . . . Sai is concerned?” Seeing no answer about to come out of Ino’s mouth, Temari smirked in triumph.

Meanwhile, Satoshi, Natsuki, and Hiraishin had found their way to a hotel and Natsuki had paid for a single room for all three of them for the night. Once that was over with, they went up to their room and upon passing through the door, Satoshi caught Natsuki’s lips in a fierce kiss. Natsuki kissed him back, sucking on his lower lip and drawing his tongue into her mouth. Behind her, Hiraishin reached up and caressed Natsuki’s barely clothed breasts. Natsuki moaned into Satoshi’s kiss, grinding herself against him.
“Get to the bed . . .” Satoshi groaned after breaking the kiss.
Natsuki moved onto the queen-sized bed and undid the only button keeping her shirt on, sliding the shirt off her shoulders and arms and tossing it aside. A black bra was the only thing keeping her breasts contained and her nipples could be seen through the fabric. She reached up under her skirt and began to stroke herself. “Come on, boys . . . give a girl some love.”
Hiraishin and Satoshi dashed to join her on the bed, Hiraishin kissing her passionately while Satoshi moved behind her and caressed her bra-encased bosom. Satoshi tried to work off Natsuki’s bra, only to find that it wouldn’t come off. Realizing that it was a front-clasp bra, Satoshi reached around and undid the clasp on Natsuki’s bra. Natsuki pulled her arms out of her bra straps and her bared breasts were quickly palmed by Satoshi, whose fingers gently squeezed the large mounds and pinched her nipples.
Natsuki broke the kiss with Hiraishin and let out a moan from Satoshi’s fondling of her breasts. Satoshi removed one of his hands from Natsuki’s breasts, freeing Hiraishin to suck on the nipple. Satoshi moved around to Natsuki’s front and took the other nipple into his mouth. As the two girls-turned-boys sucked on Natsuki’s breasts, Hiraishin ran a hand down Natsuki’s toned, muscular stomach, drawing shudders of pleasure from the boy-turned-girl. Hiraishin’s hand moved underneath Natsuki’s skirt and stroked her womanly core through the crotch of her panties, eliciting a short cry of pleasure from Natsuki.
“Take . . . take off my panties . . .” Natsuki gasped out. “I want to . . . feel you in me.”
Hiraishin eagerly slid off Natsuki’s panties, reaching to slide a finger into her, feeling her sex contract around that finger. Hiraishin shuddered as the feeling of Natsuki’s sex around his finger transferred to his member, which was now painfully hard. He pumped his finger into her, adding a second at her urging. Natsuki pushed her hips upward, taking Hiraishin’s fingers deeper inside her.
“Ahhh . . . ahh . . . Hiraishin . . .” Natsuki moaned. “Take me . . .”
Hiraishin’s pale eyes widened at Natsuki’s request. He pulled his fingers out of her and was about to work his own clothes off when Satoshi grabbed his hand. “I want a taste,” Satoshi growled passionately, sucking Hiraishin’s fingers into his mouth. If it was possible, Hiraishin became even harder than before from feeling Satoshi’s mouth and tongue around his fingers. Satoshi pulled Hiraishin’s fingers out of his mouth, smirking sensually, and worked the other gender-swapped kunoichi out of his clothes before taking off his own.
When they turned to Natsuki, they found that she had taken off her skirt, leaving her blonde-fringed sex exposed to their hungry gazes. “Come on, boys,” she invited. “I’m waiting.”
Satoshi and Hiraishin joined Natsuki on the bed. “I suppose the honors should go to you,” Satoshi said to Hiraishin. “You loved her first.”
Natsuki straddled Hiraishin. “Be gentle . . . it’s my first time with a man.”
Natsuki lowered herself onto Hiraishin, taking his member inside her inch by tantalizing inch. The feeling of her sex stretching to accommodate his was just this side of erotic. So engrossed she was in the feeling of Hiraishin stretching her that she didn’t notice her hymen until his sex had popped it and she had taken him all the way inside her. She felt a painful throb in her sex and Hiraishin, sensing her pain, kissed her gently.
“I’m sorry . . . Naru-chan,” he whispered.
“It’s ok, Hinata,” Natsuki whispered. “It’s not your fault.”
Natsuki groaned in sensual pleasure, her Kyubi-sourced recuperative powers kicking in as always. She began to pull away from Hiraishin, stopping when only the tip of him was inside her. Then she came down slowly, taking him back inside her. She withdrew again and then took him back inside her again. Withdraw, intake, and repeat, in gradually quickening rhythms as their need for each other built up.
Bored with waiting on the sidelines and stroking himself to Natsuki and Hiraishin, Satoshi moved in front of Natsuki, who got the hint and took his member into her mouth. Satoshi moaned in pleasure and pumped his hips against Natsuki’s face while his member pumped into her mouth. Natsuki moaned around Satoshi’s length and continued to suck it, reaching underneath to his sack and rubbing it gently. Satoshi let out a louder moan and grabbed Natsuki’s ponytails, prompting a soft, muffled chuckle from the gender-switched Kyubi-container.
“Naruto . . .” Satoshi moaned.
Below Natsuki, Hiraishin was pushing upward into her as she pushed down on him. With one more push, he climaxed inside her, prompting a muffled scream of ecstasy from Natsuki as her orgasm crashed down on her. The vibrations of Natsuki’s scream around Satoshi’s length overwhelmed him with sheer pleasure and his essence poured into her mouth and down her throat.
The trio collapsed on each other, the force of their orgasms resulting in too much mental strain to hold their transformations. As a result, Natsuki reverted to Naruto, Satoshi to Sakura, and Hiraishin to Hinata. To her surprise and delight, Hinata felt Naruto’s member inside her, reversing their positions from when they’d been transformed. Sakura was sprawled on Naruto’s back, her breasts pressed into his skin.
“Was it good for you, too?” Sakura murmured.
“Yeah,” Naruto replied.
Hinata smiled up at Naruto. “Naruto-kun . . . I’m so happy right now.”
“So am I, Hinata,” Naruto whispered.
“Can we stay like this?” Sakura asked.
“Uh, we’ll have to go home eventually,” Naruto replied.
“I mean . . . us three . . . can we be like this again?” Sakura asked. “Do you have a place for me in your life, in your heart, Naruto?”
Naruto shifted their positions gently so that he was embracing both Sakura and Hinata. “Yeah. You’re both my precious people. I don’t want to lose either of you.”
“Then you won’t lose us,” Hinata answered, her voice quiet yet determined.
“If your father finds out about us . . .” Naruto murmured, a bit of worry creeping into his voice.
“I love you, Naruto,” Hinata replied. “You’re more important to me than anything. You showed me that I didn’t have to be afraid of my own shadow. You showed me that I didn’t have to give up when the odds were against me. For that, you’re more important to me than anything.”
“Hinata . . .” Naruto whispered, on the verge of tears.
Sakura finally found the courage to speak the words that were brewing in her heart for all those years since Naruto had come back from his training trip with Jiraiya. “I love you, too, Naruto. You showed me . . . what it meant to truly love someone, to truly want to be there for them, even when they acted like they’d prefer you didn’t exist.” She gently held Naruto close to her, Hinata pulling herself into the embrace to keep Naruto close by her.
“Sakura . . .” Naruto uttered, tears openly streaming down his face. Sakura and Hinata kissed them away. “I love you . . . I love you both – so much.” A quirky smile came to his face. “Now what were you doing transformed into guys?”
“First you have to tell us what you were doing transformed into a girl,” Sakura retorted.
“It’s kind of fun, being someone else,” Naruto replied. “Hardly anyone recognizes me and the anonymity is a relief. I know I’m a great ninja and all, but some people still can’t get over . . .”
“Your pr-pranks?” Hinata asked.
“Something like that,” Naruto replied, still having not told her why the villagers really hated him. “And you still haven’t answered my question.”
“Ino’s fault,” Sakura answered. “She came up with the ‘Lady Killer Technique’ and wanted us all to try it out.”
“She ripped off my Sexy Technique,” Naruto grumbled. “I’m going to have to take her over my knee and show her what I think about that.”
Hinata blushed a very vivid red, while Sakura softly whacked Naruto upside the head. “Naruto! Hinata and I are the only ones you get to spank! Got me?”
Naruto chuckled. “Fine by me . . . and speaking of spanking . . .” In a burst of speed, Naruto had detangled himself from Hinata and Sakura and sprawled Sakura on her front over his lap, Hinata quickly moving into position behind Naruto to watch. Her face was still red, but it was no longer purely from embarrassment. Sakura squirmed on Naruto’s lap, anticipating the first slap of his hand on her delectable cheeks. And then . . .
WHAP!
“Naruto!”

End Notes: All right, then. That’s it for my first Naruto lemon, with the Naru/Saku/Hina threesome. Now that I think about it, wouldn’t the world be a better place if we brought back polyamory? Not just men having as many women as they pleased, but women having as many men as they pleased, too. Or men having as many men and/or women and women having as many women and/or men as they wanted; that’s good, too. Heh, heh, heh. You can tell me how much you liked this or how much you hated it; either way, I wanna hear it.
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