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Skepticism	By : c0p13r Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 5725 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own NARUTO and I make no money off of this story, Slugs.

Chapter List
- 1-Snakebite
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            The second stage of the Chunin Exam was steadily approaching. The participating Genin were still going over the forms, the wisest and most thorough – and therefore, the lamest – teams were holding up the process by reading over every line of the contract for entering the deadly Forest of Death. Konoha and its attendees would not be held responsible for any deaths that occurred once these ledgers were signed.
            Uzumaki Naruto, after getting a tongue lashing about his crudeness, got away from the crowds on Sakura’s command when he tried to relieve himself on a nearby tree. “It’s not like anyone was looking, alright,” he grumbled as he took out his young pecker when he found a secluded bush. But when he started going, there was no way for him to know that he was actually pissing on a snake’s nest. And Mr. Mommy Snake was pissed about that, rearing from the thicket with a vicious, venomous hiss that Naruto, on the finishing jiggle, could only scream at before disaster struck!
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            “They sure are taking their sweet time,” Anko said in her blissful seclusion. She was also taking her own sweet time, meaning that she was passing time by eating sweets and drinking tea. The screams that were sure to ensue when those gates opened always enticed her to indulge her sweet tooth, after all. She planned to sit back, enjoy the melody, and snack on sweet dango for the rest of the day before making her way to the destination in the center of the forest.
            This moment was supposed to be the intoxicating calm before the storm; there shouldn’t be a single person screaming while reading and signing papers…
            But that blonde again, shrieking and flailing his arms like crazy!
            Anko was more… intrigued than worried. Just what was his deal now? He’d gotten in a bit of a kerfuffle before because of his overflowing and arrogant bravado, but had that dry up, his nerve shot just by being in the presence of the Forest of Death? Anko had seen cases like that; those with keen perception but a weak constitution could just walk near the gates and be overcome with nausea and bow out from the Exam with a defeated “Maybe next year…” Like next year wouldn’t also pit them against the dangers of the Forest.
            Time to do her duty as head proctor for the exam – though she was loathe to do any work while eating, especially for this brat – and see what all the fuss was about. Until he signed the contract and was inside the forest, she was responsible for each Genin’s wellbeing.
            She leapt from her secluded tree branch, intercepting the Uzumaki boy before he could get closer to the segregated throngs of teams. A Genin who’d lost his nerve and fell into a panic could infect the others, and then so many of them would drop out, and the symphony of dread would lose its power.
            “What is it, boy?” she asked, catching him a good distance from the nearest group of Genin still researching the contract like a bunch of nerds.
            Naruto’s face was pale as he looked at her. Something truly horrible must have happened, that was true. At least the expression on his face said that.
            “I-I…” His jaw bounced as he tried to get it out. Her eyes narrowed in annoyance. Surely whatever it was couldn’t be that bad. “I-I-I…”
            Her eyebrow twitched. “Just say it already,” she said with an aggravated sigh. She couldn’t stand here all day with him, after all.
            “I got bit by a snake,” he said all at once.
            Anko pulled up a little. “Hm?” For the first time, she noticed that his hands actually weren’t waving around like a normal loon. They were cupped together, holding his groin. It didn’t take a genius to guess what he was crying about.
            “I got bit,” he began again, “here, alright.”
            “Down… there?” Anko confirmed with a point of her finger.
            He answered with a sniffle and a nod.
            “Shit!” she cursed, and urgently grabbed him by the wrist, pulling it – and him – away. “We have to hurry to treat it! Come with me!”
            “Ah~! So it is serious!” screamed Naruto, fearing that his dream to become Hokage was going to be thwarted because he chose to piss on the wrong bush.
            “Be quiet! If we hurry, we can get it all out before the Exam starts!” The tree she had taken residence in should be secluded enough. No one bothered her when she was eating her snacks, after all.
            Naruto’s back was shoved unceremoniously against the trunk of the tree, and Anko went down into a deep squat; not on her knees. Her legs spread wide in her crouch, showing off the splendor underneath her little skirt. The fishnet mesh went all the way up, but that didn’t obstruct the visual of her tight purple panties wedged up against her puffy pussy – she was admittedly aroused just in preparation for the carnage about the unfold – and the crevice of her supple ass.
            “How-how are we going to get the poison out?” he asked, fearing her enthusiasm to teach a lesson with a kunai.
            “Move your hand out of the way,” she ordered him, her eyes flashing angrily up so that he wouldn’t even think to waste time questioning her.
            Whimpering, though with no small deal of reservation, he pulled his covering away and let the scary examiner examine his wound… which wasn’t there. Such a small snakebite, the Kyubi power within him healed it in a flash. But Anko was more concerned with the size. As expected of someone so young, barely on the cusp of puberty, his dick was small. It’d grow – and by his overall shortness, she’d deem he was due for a growth spurt soon – and then it might be impressive. As of right now, it was not intimidating, and she would even call it cute, though her ideas of cute were usually cruel.
            With slight interest, she touched at his foreskin with her fingertip and nudged it back just a little from the head. Hmph, maybe a snake could mistake it for a pinkie…
            “Is… is it serious?”
            She looked up, realizing that she’d been caught staring.
            Naruto was blue in the face, eyes big circles with only dots left as pupils. “Why does everyone have to look at my poisoned spots with such an intense face?”
            “Never mind,” she scoffed at him, and then returned to the cock hanging in front of her face. “I’ll take care of you.” Her hands came together at his groin, plucking his dick up to aim at her mouth. The head of his cock was starting to emerge from its foreskin; her fingertips could feel his rich, red, lovely, luscious blood starting to pump through the organ. Without wasting anymore time, she closed her mouth around him – lips sealing less than halfway down his stunted dick – and began a wet suckling, drawing his tip out from its membrane and churning her spit around him like some kind of cleansing.
            Naruto shivered at the feeling. He could feel him growing in her mouth; a usual phenomenon that happened when he successfully infiltrated a women’s bath and got to see all the milf tits and young bodies. But that felt more natural than this. This, he was responding to stimulation! Like her suckling was encouraging the growth and bringing it to full mast.
            The proctor let out a small grunt around him when she had to move her head, raise her stance just a little to keep up with the sudden flexing. He doubled his length and was impressively hard, but it was still a little dick to have in her mouth. She could shrug. It was good enough.
            Pop! She took him out just to admire her work. She grinned smugly. She made a link with her thumb and middle finger; catching him in her entire fist, she’d cover him almost entirely! Even if he was a young, versatile specimen, it was still a credit to her skill at how quickly he’d risen from a frightened, flaccid phallus.
            “Is it supposed to be like that?” he asked, his voice trembling a little. “Are you trying to suck out the poison?”
            Anko leered up at him and flicked her pointed tongue against his tip, teasing the head and toying with his foreskin. “Do you think it’s working?”
            His bottom lip pulled up tight. It felt good! He nodded once in enthusiasm.
            “Good,” she hissed, and then tilted her head to one side and scoured lower with her mouth. His testicles were still trapped in his trousers, but she fixed that, snaking her fingers in the slit of pants and boxers to produce them. A small parcel of full contents. That didn’t stop her from wetly licking at them. They were nice, smooth balls; fun to run her tongue over or suck on to the gasping sounds of the boy.
            “That-that feels good, alright,” he confessed, his head falling back though his eyes were straining to watch her.
            She didn’t neglect his rod in the meantime, using her leftover spit as salve with slight pets of her fingertips. She rolled the foreskin back over the head, and then pulled it taut in reverse. Sure enough, there were result in no time.
            “Something’s coming out,” he breathed hopefully, spotting a translucent liquid beading from the notch of his tip.
            Precum… Delicious, sweet and sticky precum… Anko had to abandon her nursing of his balls to collect the tasty treat before it was wasted. Of course, Naruto exclaimed at her willingness to swallow it, believing it was the poison being drawn out of him. “Don’t worry,” she said with a sloppy smile, running her tongue over her upper lip. “We’re not done yet.” Keeping her brown eyes intent on his blue ones, she slid her mouth over the head of his shaft again, and this time – still maintaining eye contact – sunk all the way to the base, where the beginnings of his pubic hair had begun to grow. She didn’t so much as flinch when she took him all the way in, though he seemed to be having a panic attack.
            Really, he hadn’t expected her to be so nice. He thought she was a crazy lady and was going to suggest lopping off the appendage as opposed to saving it… with her mouth, no less. She bumped her face against him, her tongue wrapping around him like the coils of a snake who hadn’t made up her mind. This way, that way, she flopped around him, lathering him in spit, fluttering in open spans at times.
            “That feels so good,” he slurred again. He felt so honest. Was this an effect of poison, he wondered. This drifting euphoria? He could feel muscle groups flexing, his body raising on his toes like he wanted to stretch out.
            Weakling… Anko was about to take this up a notch. She’d chase the flavor of dango and precum with something stronger. Holding on to the sides of his thighs, she restricted him from moving, so that he couldn’t interrupt the renowned talent of her mouth. She bobbed her head on his mouth, making obscene, lewd noises of slurping as she went. And as expected, rather than grab her head – as most men did – his hands snapped back to the tree, grabbing onto something to keep him in this plane of existence. Already, she felt him thump-thump-thumping between her lips.
            “I-I think the poison’s—uhn!—coming out, alright!”
            And sure enough, something did. Her lips were locked onto his base when he started to ejaculate into her mouth. That was some pungent flavor; all those frequent trips for meaty and salty ramen. But Anko just obligingly receded, moaning to promote vigorous bursts with her mouth’s vibrations while her fingertips rubbed the half of his cock not trapped in her mouth.
            Naruto was biting hard on his bottom lip as he came. He’d always felt such frustration when he ogled women in nudie magazines. This feeling was like the end of an era for him; an era of not masturbating.
            The last of his first ejaculation dumped in with the rest, and Anko’s tongue flicked his slit a few times just to check for remnants. Then, keeping her lips pursed to retain the load, she slid off of him – he doubled over with a yelp when her lips crawled over his now-ultrasensitive tip – leaned her head back, and opened her mouth to show the panting boy all that he flooded her cheeks with.
            “S-so that’s the poison?” he asked through heavy gasps.
            Anko closed her mouth. She made sure their eyes were locked when, with one big gulp, she downed the entire load, much to his shock.
            “Is that okay?! Are you immune or something?!”
            “Not all snakes are poisonous, brat,” she told him, patted his head as he made a dumbfounded face, and then leapt up to finish the snack she had left up in the tree.
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