I do not own this story. It originally belongs to EvilFuzzy9 which was republished by Fpsroxas.

Naruto Shippuden belongs to Masashi Kishimoto

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Tsunade looked over the paper in her hands, reading the written mission report. She had a pleased look on her face, smiling softly as she scanned her eyes across the sheet's contents. She hummed thoughtfully, reaching the last line of the account.

"So Kabuko has agreed to cooperate, then? And the Kumo kunoichi were successfully broken down?" she said, setting the paper down on her desk and looking up at the members of Team Seven. She leaned forward a little, resting her chest on the desktop and folding her hands in front of her face in a spot on Gendo Ikari impression. "Mm. Excellent work, you four."

She leaned a little more forward, her bosom pressing into the surface of her desk. A good deal of her bountiful, generous cleavage was exposed, and her deep brown eyes were strongly zeroed in on the blond member of the squad.

"Especially you, Naruto," she added. "I understand you broke down their defenses?"

The jinchuuriki chuckled sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "Heh heh, yeah..." he said. "It wasn't easy, but I got 'em to talk."

Tsunade nodded, and she was looking intently into his eyes.

"You also marked those three Cloud kunoichi as Uzumaki property, correct?" she said shrewdly.

Naruto blushed. "Er... Yeah, I did. They seemed pretty eager for it, though. Why?" he asked. "It's not a problem, right?"

The Fifth Hokage sighed, but she was smiling. She shook her head.

"No," said Tsunade, "I have a feeling it will be just fine. You're responsible for their well-being, though. So take good care of them." She then turned her attention to the team as a whole. "Naruto, Sasuki, Sakura! You three are dismissed. And, Kagome! I have a bit more business with you."

All four nodded, voicing their comprehension, and Kagome's students turned and left the office while Miss Hatake herself stayed behind to confer with Tsunade.

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Outside the building, Naruto and his teammates walked down the village's main street. Sakura was humming jumbled snatches of music to herself, and Sasuki was walking noticeably close to her rival. She was pressing herself up right next to him, literally rubbing shoulders with the famous male jinchuuriki. She was not shy of showing her claim on the blond, platonic or otherwise, and while she was certainly willing to share she was nonetheless very possessive in her own curious way.

And, certainly, Naruto was the object of countless lustful glances from the village people, the sizable bulge of his groin quite visible through his trousers, which it should be noted were otherwise not even remotely formfitting or skintight, in particular being thoroughly ogled and admired.

"I assume we're still on for tonight?" Sasuki purred, leaning casually into Naruto's side as they walked. His body was hard and warm, and she could feel the outline of his muscles even through his clothes.

"Sure we are!" said Naruto, giving her a bright grin. He planted a light, but nonetheless suggestive peck on Sasuki's cheek, before turning his head to look at his other teammate. "Hey, Sakura-chan!" he said "You wanna come with me and Sasuki, maybe make this twosome a threesome?" He waggled his eyebrows and grinned suggestively, making it quite obvious exactly what he meant.

Sakura blushed.

"Um, n-no thanks..." the pinkette stammered nervously, steam practically coming out of her ears. "Sorry, but... b-but, I've gotta go home and help my moms with... um... Bye!"

Blushing furiously, the mortified medic-nin darted off down the street. Sasuki eyed Sakura's nicely shaped posterior as she went.

"Oh, too bad," remarked Sasuki, still looking after the quickly departing form of their surprisingly shy teammate. Then she shrugged, and turned back to Naruto, smiling seductively. "Well, I guess that just means more for me." She licked her lips, eyes briefly flicking up and down Naruto's form. "Remember," she told him, "My place, tonight at seven. I'll be waiting."

Giving Naruto a wink when she said that last word, Sasuki turned and walked off towards the Uchiha District, consciously making a point to put a bit of wiggle in her walk as she departed. The blond watched her swaying hips as she left, grinning a shit-eating grin and already imagining how hot tonight promised to be.

As it would still be a couple of hours before the appointed time of meeting, Naruto decided to head back home and see how his concubines were adjusting... and maybe concubine wasn't quite the best word for what the girls were, but the slightly more accurate sex slave didn't exactly appeal to his sensibilities.

Naruto walked at a leisurely pace back to his family's place, waving hello to the various villagers as he passed them. Many tittered and winked at him, or blushed or swooned when he said hello or gave them a compliment. They adored the blond almost unilaterally, and there was not so much as a single sexually active female in Konoha who wouldn't want a piece of that fine jinchuuriki ass. It was not uncommon for ladies to just walk up and proposition him while going down the street, and thanks to his shadow clone jutsu Naruto rarely had to disappoint them with a "No."

The memories alone that he got from the clones were usually enough to get him off, and if he focused his sensory abilities he could literally feel everything that his clones experienced as they experienced it. Right now, for instance, as he drew nearer to his house Naruto could feel in his loins the phantom sensation of tongues going up and down an erect shaft, and a tight hole squeezing down against a rock hard dick. Unconsciously, he immediately knew that his clones were showing Samui, Omoi, and Karui the ropes – both literal AND metaphorical.

If he closed his eyes, or else specifically synchronized his chakra to that of his shadow clones, he could literally see what they saw, and feel what they felt, and all of it at once. Like the abilities of his sexy, masochist cousin Pain-chan's rinnegan, Naruto could use a combination of sage and kyuubi chakra to create a shared sensory field with any active shadow clones so that instead of just getting their memories as they dispelled, he could experience what they experienced even as they experienced it. Anything that a shadow clone of Naruto could see, smell, taste, hear, or feel, he could also see and smell and so on and so forth.

And as he got closer to his home, Naruto decided to do exactly that, tuning in to some of his various active clones throughout the village.

"Ohhh, Naruto...!" moaned Hyuuga cousins Hinata and Nejie as a shadow clone used a kyuubi chakra cloak to attentively molest their inviting, voluptuous bodies. Hands of golden flame squeezed full, heaving breasts, cupping and groping heavenly mounds of the so-called True Hyuuga Bloodline Limit. "It feels so goooood!" these two beautiful, pearly-eyed babes moaned in unison, writhing and wriggling as the shadow clone pleasured them.

Hinata and Nejie's legs spread wide, and more chakra appendages were attending to their aching nether regions, forming brobdignagian phalli of pure life force to penetrate both vaginally and anally while hands caressed smooth, pale thighs and fondled plump, round buttocks.

"Hehe, looks those two are sure having fun," mused Naruto with a perverted snicker, quietly appreciating the sensory feedback from the shadow clone's chakra, which acted as an extension of its body in more ways than one.

The sight of those two Hyuuga princesses so thoroughly debased and pleasured also aroused him, filling him with a hint of pride.

Hinata might have been very eager to do it with him, but Nejie was famously frigid and impossible to please. That he could reduce the Ice Queen of Konoha to as big a puddle of orgasmic bliss as Hinata said amazing things about Naruto's sexual prowess.

"Oh, yes!" wailed Anko Mitarashi, seated spread-legged on a horizontal pole that rode a little up between her lower lips. She was naked as a blue jay, and many long, narrow, violent red marks crisscrossed the skin of her back and her buttocks. "Whip me harder! This filthy whore needs to be punished! Oh God yes! Ahhh! Ah!"

A riding crop landed a sharp stroke across the snake summoning special jonin's back, wielded by the hand of a leather-clad dominatrix Naruko, with the only difference from a usual female anatomy being the distinctively male cock and balls which Naruto sported even when he used the transformation jutsu to become otherwise female, rather like the tail of a kitsune which stayed with it no matter what form it took.

Naruto's futanari Naruko kage bunshin leered down at the squealing, wiggling Anko who she marked with her whip like a cow under a brand. And the violette was in fact hooked up to an automated milk pump, the suction cups covering her nipples filled with white as they sucked Anko's tits dry. The lactic secretions were pumped into a clear tank, large enough to hold a full gallon of fluid.

It was nearly half full.

"Ahh," murmured Naruto with a wide grin, "I guess Anko-chan really wanted to try that thing out. Wonder if she'll save any for me?" he pondered idly.

"Ahn...!" moaned the pineapple haired brunette genius, Shikamari Nara, as a shadow clone plowed the metaphorical fields of her bum in the middle of a forest, surrounded by cautiously curious deer. "What a pain in the ass...!" she whimpered through tears of both pleasure and pain as her anus was reamed by a hard, throbbing mass that some would call comparable in size to her forearm and fist.

He backdoor was incredibly tight, even after the many previous times that Naruto or a shadow clone had torn it a new one with their dicks, and the shadow clone was continuously at the brink of coming as it rocked furiously back and forth inside the lean kunoichi's rear end, making her tight ass jiggle as her modestly average tits were ground into the far from soft forest floor.

A few feet away, another shadow clone was having its manhood expertly sucked off by the plus-sized and beautiful Choume, whose powerful build was adorned with curves that were like no other by the sheer virtue of the average Akimichi's body mass. The clone shot a load into Choume's mouth as she fondled its balls, and she smiled cheerfully as she swallowed down the salty treat.

Naruto felt himself get especially hard from this one. Shikamari and Choume did practically everything together, and the fact that this included sex was pretty common knowledge among their peers.

"I'm just surprised Ino wasn't there, too!" the blond joked to himself, grinning pervertedly as he thought of the Yamanaka lass. "But I guess she's kinda on a mission with Shiko and Kiba, at the moment, isn't she?"

He shrugged. That was unfortunate, but oh well.

"Do you like that, Naruto-sama?" purred career chuunin and gate-guard Testuko, who was sandwiching the shadow clone's cock between her and her friend Izumi's breasts, both women naked as the day they were born.

"Of course he does," replied Izumi, smiling lustily at her friend. Their endowments were fairly average in size, and by themselves a titfuck would be impossible. But by working together, these two could please a man (meaning here exclusively Naruto) in ways that almost no others could.

"Well," replied Tetsuko, "Do you think he'd like this, too?"

She leaned forward and planted a deep, passionate kiss on her friend and partner's lips. Izumi squeaked briefly in surprise, before moaning into Tetsuko's lips and beginning to reciprocate with some tongue. Naruto's shadow clone watched this occur with an erection and a grin.

"Ooh, hot," commented Naruto. A shiver ran up his spine at the mental image of Izumi and Tetsuko frenching one another with his dick mashed between their tits, and the blond felt one of his hands absently wander down south to his crotch, where a most visible tent had formed in his trousers.

Many villagers stopped and stared with unmasked lust and delight as Naruto half-unconsciously started to rub off his junk through his pants, making pussies to water and tops to burst just from being in relative proximity to him in this state.

It was one debatable "benefit" of Naruto's immense chakra, which was in turn both saturated with his preternaturally incredible life force and highly attuned to the natural energies of the cosmos, that when Naruto started to get really horny, the whole world around him kinda just stopped and became obsessively focused on helping this anointed one remedy his problem. Even if he didn't need the help.

The Universe was just really eager to please him, even if Naruto insisted that he was perfectly fine, and thanks but no thanks – being the prophesied savior of an entire reality was weird like that. And the Universe just so happened to include every person in the Leaf Village.

And "every girl in the Leaf Village" ALSO happened to include the devilish duo of Madara and Obito Uchiha, who had up to that point been trying to track Naruto down. These two questionably well-intentioned extremists were, by some grand cosmic coincidence, just on the other side of the street from the blond, having a lunch in a dango shop, when he started to get really hot and bothered from what and who all his shadow clones were presently doing.

They did not see Naruto at first, being absorbed in glowering silent accusations at one another as they bitterly choked down the sweet, impaled dumplings. But they did not need to see him to feel the sudden pull on their loins* when the Uzumaki began to absentmindedly manhandle himself in public.

*Of course, to call it a pull on their loins, was a bit of a vast oversimplification. It was not as though they literally felt some invisible force tugging at their hoohas like Naruto's dick was a supermagnet and their pussies were made up variously of iron, nickel, cobalt, and steel. That would be preposterous.

Rather, what they actually experienced was a complex series of physiological cues for arousal, including vaginal lubrication and enlargement, as well as a flushing of the skin in many parts of the body, caused by increased blood flow in those areas. Colloquially speaking, they got wet and ready for sex down south, while a bright pink blush spread from across their bodies. There was also an increase in heart rate, and a slight correspondent change in the pattern of breathing.

Madara, dressed conspicuously in her archaic armor, stood out even more with cheeks the color of Sakura's hair and cutely girlish whimpers escaping her lips as her nostrils were suddenly filled up with a musky, strangely addictive scent. She squirmed uncomfortably in her seat as her body became increasingly sexually aroused, and these simultaneously foreign yet familiar sensations filled her with undeniable lust.

Obito handled the abrupt arousal slightly better, in that she did not immediately begin tearing futilely at sturdy armor to free painfully sensitive breasts from their suddenly far too confining prison. Instead, she simply began casting her mismatched eyes this way and that in a desperate search for something, although she knew not WHAT she was looking for. But she felt the ache in her loins, and the almost irresistible desire to fill what now felt so unconscionably void.

Naturally, the pair being perhaps the only people in the world to remember what the real world had been like, Obito and Madara were baffled and slightly afraid, initially. All of their conditioning was useless against this inexorable onslaught of carnal desire, which washed away their mental defenses with all the languid ease of a lava flow incinerating a house made of straw in the middle of a drought.

As two of the most skilled shinobi of their respective times, this pair of Uchiha misfits rather prided themselves on having near complete control of their bodies and all related functions. But this arousal was beyond their power to resist, and even as they struggled to concentrate on who they were and why they were there, their bodies began to move seemingly all of their own accord.

Like a waking dream, Madara and Obito were only just lucid enough to be aware of what was going on when their bodies walked out of the restaurant – moving almost without any apparent input from their conscious minds – and crossed the street to where Naruto was strolling down the sidewalk, shamelessly touching himself through his trousers to much catcalls and applause and offers of sexual services from all of the nearby village women. And the moment they saw the blond, and realized what he was doing, Obito and Madara found themselves immediately drawing a blank on any subject that didn't involve the immediate sight of Naruto all but whipping out his dick and publicly masturbating, or the potential prospect of getting to have sex with Naruto and see that dick up close and personal.

Regardless of what their inclinations or orientations might have been prior to the execution of Project Tsuki no Me, Madara and Obito found that they were now at the very least firmly Naruto-sexual.

Not the most comforting thought for the two, but then they were kind of distracted by the hungering, implacable ache in their pussies and the pleasantly numbing buzz in their frontal lobes that kindly asked their critical thinking to kick back, relax, and allow the reptilian hindbrain to take over things for the time being.

Maybe it was a little disconcerting, somewhere in the back of their minds, but at the moment the longer they stared at Naruto, and the closer they got to that brazen, chiseled body of a physical sex god, all they could think about was how good it would feel to let their cares go and surrender themselves temporarily to the unknown whims of this gorgeous stud.

They were feeling just that horny.