Chapter 19: New Team 8!
A few days later — the training ground
Kurenai glanced over the list of new personnel approved by the Hokage, her eyes slowly stopping at the last line. One name had been crossed out in red, and a new name — had just been added below.
Aburame Shino – transferred to Anbu.
Yuki Haku – joined the team, temporarily replacing position number 3.
She let out a soft breath, put the file down on the table, and looked with complicated eyes at the three people standing in front.
Naruto — as usual, stood leisurely in the middle, hands in pockets, eyes leisurely but exuding an inviolable authority.
Hinata was always by his side like a shadow, her eyes shy and passionate, her hands silently holding onto his shirt without letting go.
As for Haku — today she was wearing the standard Konoha ninja outfit, a scarf around her neck, her long hair flowing down to her shoulders, her body slim but not weak. Her cold beauty made even Kurenai secretly praise her: “As expected of an Ice Tribe beauty.”
Meanwhile…
Shino — who had just been “released” — was standing outside the door, one hand carrying a suitcase, the other holding up his glasses, muttering:
“Oh well… Anbu is Anbu… If I stay in this team any longer, I might commit suicide because of the ‘lack of interaction’…”
He didn’t need anyone to tell him the reason why he was “transferred”. Everything was clear as day:
Naruto brought home a beauty.
She lived in his house.
She slept with him.
And now — she was officially brought into the team as if… as natural as breathing.
“Oh my…” – Shino muttered – “So the 8 o’clock group becomes the… Harem group!”
He shivered slightly, remembering the recent training sessions — whenever Kurenai stood to teach, Naruto would stand behind her like a pillar, his hand gently… squeezing her butt through her tight ninja pants. Hinata would stand next to her, smiling gently like a cheerleader.
Now there’s Haku? Another person being restrained, another person holding Naruto’s arm in broad daylight, another thigh squeezed under the dining table.
“Forget it…” – Shino quietly dragged his suitcase out of the yard – “Being in Anbu is good. It has a high salary, doesn’t have to smell dog food all day, and doesn’t have to sit there and watch the ‘butt and hand game’ happen in public…”
Before leaving, he glanced back at the new formation. A smile appeared behind the dark glasses.
“Team 8 o’clock team… three beauties – one giant.”
“Good luck… future Hokage.” – Shino whispered and walked away, blending into the darkness like an invisible bug.
In the training ground
Naruto watched Shino’s figure disappear, smiling slightly:
“Finally have some space of my own…”
Hinata sat down on the stone bench, folding the bento box in her hands, her eyes sparkling:
“Shino-san… must be tired from looking at us too much…”
Haku walked up to Naruto and said quietly:
“I… will try to adapt. Sorry for the trouble…”
Naruto wrapped his arms around Haku’s waist, pulling her close, his hand gently caressing her butt as if to assert his sovereignty. Haku blushed, but did not avoid him, instead, she snuggled into his chest like a kitten.
Kurenai stood watching the scene, her throat feeling dry.
One… two… three women.
All of them had been — or were — lying under him.
All of them had had their wombs filled by him until they cried.
She squeezed her hand gently, her chest heaving slightly, but… she didn’t make a sound.
Because she does too.
She also sat on his dragon pillar, trembling and convulsing, her uterus filled with semen, and he whispered in her ear: “Sensei, you can’t escape anymore…”
Group 8 — officially entering a new era!
…
In the deepest part of the Hyuga clan’s compound, a room surrounded by four traditional wooden walls and a paper-thin sliding door, the evening light slanted through the gap, illuminating the snow-white skin of Haku as he sat spread-legged on Naruto’s lap.
She was currently wearing a traditional Miko ceremonial outfit… modified into a provocative lewd outfit.
Above is a thin, tight white shirt, swollen by a pair of soft breasts, pink nipples clearly visible under the thin, dewy fabric.
Below is a short red skirt, just enough to cover the round, bouncing butt.
The pure white stockings were pulled up to the thighs, with a small bow at the top, making the long legs look more docile and submissive like a prostitute being offered to bed.
But she was indeed offering herself.
Haku sat on Naruto, his legs wrapped tightly around his hips, his bare feet pressed down on the brocade mattress, pressing down with each bounce.
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
With each thrust, the giant dragon pillar was pulled out of the wet pussy, then sucked back in, thrusting straight into the contracting uterus as if opening its mouth to swallow his life.
“Um… Um… Aaah… N-Naruto… so deep…!”
Her voice was broken and moaning, her red lips parted like cherry petals in winter, her eyes were wet with pleasure. Her weak hands clung to his shoulders, drops of sweat ran down her soft, bare back.
Naruto sat relaxed, his back against the bed, his hands not idle.
One hand lifted the pair of soft white breasts, gently squeezed and kneaded them as if playing with dough. The nipples were clamped between the thumb and index finger and rotated lightly, causing Haku to shiver and let out a moan.
His other hand slid down from behind, massaging her plump, round buttocks to the point that her red skirt felt like it was about to burst. When he squeezed hard, her whole body trembled, her dragon pillar was squeezed so tightly that it felt like it was about to be sucked dry.
“Haha… This outfit really suits you…” – Naruto chuckled softly, his voice hoarse and low – “Extremely lewd…”
Haku’s face was red, sweat beaded on his temples, but he kept moaning, the moans stuck in his throat becoming more and more erotic:
“It’s because of you… Uh… Uh~ you made me wear this… it’s so naughty… Uh… but now… now I’m just going to wear this…?”
Naruto laughed loudly, his hands squeezed her buttocks hard, making her vagina tighten even more, the dragon pillar inside was squeezed until it hurt but was extremely stimulating.
“That’s right! That’s how you dress like a lady! Hahaha! My lady… must dress like my courtesan!”
Haku moaned like a cat in heat, his eyes misty, his head nodding with each thrust. Under her red skirt, drops of milky white semen flowed out from the edge of her hole, covered the base of her shaft, then flowed back down onto the mattress, soaking her like a carnal feast.
Naruto gently lifted his hips to welcome her, thrusting deep into her womb, causing Haku’s lower abdomen to swell slightly — as if being pierced to the core.
“Ugh… aaAAAHHHH…!!”
She moaned, her whole body arched, her ass squeezing him tightly and not letting go.
“Tonight… no one can save you, Haku…”
Naruto whispered in her ear, then thrust his hips hard…
Pop!
A stab sent the uterus soaring to the sky—and at that moment, outside the sliding paper door, the footsteps stopped.
“Naruto-kun… it’s your turn…”
It was Hinata’s voice, gentle, clear… but mixed with a hint of sweet jealousy, like a wife demanding her husband.
Naruto laughed, stroked Haku’s hair, then kissed her lightly on the lips:
“It’s okay… later… you and Hinata will serve me together…”
Haku could only blush and moan — not in protest, but because deep down she… had begun to look forward to it.
The paper door slid gently to the side, and the light from the hallway fell on a soft figure. Hinata walked in, not saying a word, just standing silently in the doorway, her purple hair loose, her cheeks flushed, her white eyes sparkling with tears.
She was wearing a thin kimono, the fabric was like mist, just a glance was enough to clearly see the soft curves hidden inside.
Underneath that layer of fabric was a pair of round, full breasts, a slim, small waist, and… when she slightly lowered her head — her hand gently lifted her skirt, the whole courtyard seemed to hold its breath.
A white, smooth area of the lower abdomen like a lotus root appeared before his eyes, the skin was smooth and flawless, just a glance was enough to make him want to lick and bite. Below were the red petals that were slightly open, wet as if they had just been washed with spring water, each gentle contraction seemed to be inviting.
“Are you going to stand there and watch for that long?” – Hinata slightly tilted her head, her lips pursed shyly, but her voice was so soft and wet that it could make people cum on the spot – “My secret place… is jealous…”
Naruto laughed, his voice hoarse:
“Hinata… you are such a good wife… knowing how to seduce like that… how can I resist?”
He turned back to look at Haku who was still sitting on his lap, his face flushed with pleasure, his pussy still squeezing the throbbing dragon pillar.
“Bear with it…” – he whispered.
Then suddenly — bang!
Naruto thrust his hips up, a strong thrust made Haku let out a piercing moan:
“AAaaahhh…! AAAUmmm—!!”
Her uterus was filled to the brim, her lower abdomen slightly bulged, her body arched like a stretched bowstring. With just three thrusts—all the semen in Naruto’s body was compressed and shot straight into the deepest part of her, gushing out like lava overflowing a dam.
“Ugh… Ugh… Ugh…”
Haku jerked, his eyes blank, his mouth open, unable to speak, his hands clutching the mattress, his slender legs trembling. His pussy was pumped so tight that white fluid began to flow out through his pussy, dripping onto the mattress in obscene streaks.
Naruto pulled out the dragon pillar, a sticky “slurp” sound was heard, then he turned back to look at Hinata — who was still standing there, her eyes filled with charm.
Hinata understood immediately. She didn’t wait to be called.
Just gently walked over, lay down beside him, legs slightly apart but knees slightly raised, hands lightly placed on lower abdomen as if inviting. Her eyes looked at him like a woman infatuated with her husband, the corner of her lips still had a trace of moisture.
Naruto crawled up, his large body covering her.
“Hinata…”
He whispered, his lips lightly brushing her neck, his hand not waiting long before sliding down between her thighs, stroking along the edge of her burning hole.
“Um… Ah… You… don’t need foreplay…” – Hinata moaned softly, her lips smiling as if crying – “I’m ready…”
Naruto did not reply.
The giant erect dragon pillar, flushed from the previous battle, immediately found the right opening, then thumped — a deep thrust that made the entire bed shake.
“AAaaAAaaaaaahhh…! N-Naruto-kun!!”
Hinata screamed in ecstasy, her limbs instinctively wrapped around him, her uterus was touched to the climax causing her whole body to arch, pleasure spreading down her spine like fire.
“This hole…” – Naruto gritted his teeth – “… is still as tight as the first time!”
“Um… Um… it’s because… it’s because I’ve always been waiting for you…!”
He pressed down on her, each thrust hitting her bottom, causing Hinata’s body to lift up each time he was thrust deeper. Her white eyes blurred, her lips parted in a moan, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, her breasts bouncing with each intense impact.
Just a little longer… Haku will wake up.
And then… a three-way fight, two dragons entering the cave, will begin.
…
The night was late. In the vast grounds of the Hyuga family, the moon shone down on the curved roof tiles. The chirping of crickets mixed with the sound of wind blowing through the long corridors.
In a room to the west, two beautiful figures – Haku and Hinata – were lying limply on the brocade mattress, their white bodies entangled with each other, their secret holes still oozing out milky white semen, while Naruto’s dragon pillar had just been pulled out from the three-way battle.
Naruto calmly covered the two girls with a blanket, like a king closing a banquet, then stood up. His kimono was draped loosely over his shoulders, his bare chest showing rippling muscles, his leisurely gait like the true owner of this place.
He walked out into the hallway, walking in the middle of the Hyuga clan’s grounds as if it were his own territory, every step was natural, every breath carried with it a domineering aura.
“Next…” – the corner of his lips curled into a hoarse smile – “…are the ladies of the family. Hehe…”
His footsteps stopped before the main room – the residence of the clan leader Hiashi Hyuga.
The door was ajar, and the lantern light cast a soft yellow light. Inside, Hiashi sat at a wooden table, his long hair falling over his shoulders, his silver eyes cold as ice, but deep inside, there was a hint of unease. He forced a smile to greet Naruto, but his hand still trembled slightly on the ledger.
Naruto didn’t pay any attention. His eyes were already on the corner of the room – where Hana, Hiashi’s wife, was sitting on a chair reading a book.
Hearing footsteps, she looked up. Her wavy black hair fell over her slender shoulders. The thin silk kimono hugged her curvaceous body of a true Hyuga lady, full breasts, slim waist, long thighs, each curve seemed to hint at a long-repressed secret.
Her eyes met his – and turned red as if burned.
Naruto did not keep her waiting.
“Whoosh” – he was standing right in front of her, the masculine scent from his hot body spread out like waves. Without saying a word, he bent down, hugged her waist, his lips covering her trembling lips.
“Um… Naruto…” – Hana moaned softly, her hand dropped the book, her heart beating rapidly.
Naruto chuckled softly, his large hand slid straight down, parting the kimono fabric, sliding across her powder-white thighs, finding the already wet flower petals of her secret hole. His fingers stroked along the edge of her hole, then rubbed the rosebud hidden deep inside, making her tremble as if she had been electrocuted.
“You…” – Hiashi opened his mouth slightly, but the words were stuck in his throat. His eyes looked straight ahead, but his hands remained motionless on the ledger, like a helpless man witnessing his wife wrapped tightly around another man’s body right in front of him.
Naruto did not let go.
He tilted his head, deepening the kiss, his other hand slid behind, squeezing Hana’s round butt, pulling her closer to him.
Hana trembled, but did not push him away. Instead, she stood on tiptoe, her long, white thighs automatically wrapped around his hips, her two hands gripped his shoulders, her head tilted back like a flower blooming in the night.
“Um… Uh… don’t… right in front of me…” – her voice trembled slightly, but her hips automatically moved up to receive his hand that was groping her pussy.
Naruto leaned his mouth close to her ear, his hot breath blowing like fire:
“You’re used to it, right? Just let the clan leader sit there and watch. The more you look… the hotter you get?”
His fingers slowly parted her rose petals, his fingertips rubbing deep inside, causing Hana to inhale sharply, eyes closed, body shaking.
Hiashi remained still, his hands trembling slightly, his silver eyes bloodshot, but he did not make a sound.
Meanwhile, Naruto leaned over, lifted Hana up, and carried her like a bride right in front of her husband. Her thighs tightly wrapped around his waist, her kimono slid down to reveal her pale skin and soft breasts that trembled with each gasp.
Naruto licked his lips gently, his evil eyes looked straight at Hiashi:
“Clan leader… I came to get my share.”
He did not hide it, he leaned close to her lips, his tongue licking from her neck down to her shoulder. With each touch, her body convulsed, her two weak hands clinging to his strong shoulders.
At his desk, Hiashi bowed his head, his hands still on the notebook, but his knuckles were white from clenching them so tightly. He heard every gasp, every soft moan that slipped through his wife’s teeth, but he could only sigh, suppressing all emotions in the depths of his eyes.
Naruto tilted his head slightly, smiling wickedly. One hand lifted Hana’s hips, the other slid down her thigh, squeezing lightly, separating the last layer of fabric. The skin of her small abdomen, white and smooth like a lotus root, appeared under the light, trembling to receive each caress.
“Um… um… right in front…” – Hana moaned softly, but her legs wrapped tighter, like a flower opening its petals when a moth landed on it.
Naruto didn’t need to say anything. He lowered his hips, pressing Lady Hyuga’s entire body against his. Just by the movement of his hips and his breathing, the whole room was filled with a hazy heat.
His hands squeezed her waist tightly, pulling her close, each press made her body arch like a stretched bow, her moans were swallowed into his shoulder, mixed with the scent of flesh and the incense of the clan leader’s room.
Hiashi closed his eyes slightly. A sigh escaped, soft and long, like a loser enduring watching his wife fall into another man’s arms. But his hand still turned the next page of the notebook, the pen still moving slowly, as if to hide the trembling inside.
Naruto bent down and whispered in Hana’s ear, his voice hoarse as thunder:
“Tonight… you will only know me…”
The sentence echoed amidst soft moans, rustling paper and heavy sighs, causing the room to explode with an indescribable, dense lewd atmosphere.
Naruto pressed Hana’s soft body against his, his big hands squeezed her slender waist, pulling her up onto his lap.
Lady Hyuga trembled in his arms, her breathing quickened, her face flushed red as if on fire. Her kimono had been pulled down, revealing a pair of snow-white breasts that shook slightly with each hip movement. Her skin was wet with sweat, exuding a stimulating mature womanly scent.
“Um… Um… Naruto…” – she moaned, her soft legs draped over his hips, the secret hole between her thighs already wet as if waiting for the giant dragon pillar.
Naruto didn’t need to ask further. He curled his lips, let out a hoarse laugh, then slowly pressed his waist — the hot, sinewy, abnormally large dragon pillar gradually separated the soft flesh, and inserted into the wet, eagerly contracting, inviting pussy.
“Slap…!”
Hana jerked, her body arched like a stretched bow. Her eyes widened, her hands gripped his strong shoulders, and she let out a choked moan:
“AAa… aaaaahhh! In… all the way in…! You… so deep… aa…!”
Her pussy contracted rhythmically, as if wanting to squeeze the monster inside, while the dragon pillar kept thrusting deeper and deeper, reaching her uterus, causing her lower abdomen to swell visibly.
Naruto gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, his body was sweating from excitement.
He started moving.
The first beat was slow, like a challenge. The second beat was more determined, deeper. And then — his hips moved continuously, each powerful thrust making a lewd smacking sound, creating waves of pleasure that made Hana moan uncontrollably:
“Ugh! Ugh! Don’t… aa… aaahhh! My uterus… aa… is being penetrated all the way…!”
Each time the dragon pillar pushed deeper inside, her cervix was forced open, receiving the hot cylinder that was sweeping like a hurricane. Her two legs tightly wrapped around him, her two hands holding onto his neck as if clinging to life.
Right at the next table, Hiashi was still sitting there — eyes closed, letting out a very light sigh.
He couldn’t stop it.
Can’t get in.
Cannot be saved.
He could only… continue to pretend to turn the pages of the book, even though every pounding sound, every crazy moan and the smell of semen had already penetrated his mind like a dull knife, twisting endlessly.
“UAAAHH! Naruto! You… aa… aaahhh… it’s pumping into me…!”
Amidst a powerful thrust, Naruto let out a low growl, the dragon pillar inside jerked as if its life was being squeezed out, then…
“Gro! Gro! Gro!”
A stream of thick, hot semen gushed straight into Hana’s womb, making her moan wildly, her whole body trembling violently. The petals below were filled with a white, warm, and thick substance, each wave shooting deep into her, causing her lower abdomen to swell visibly.
Hana could only moan and groan, her body limp like a wrung out soft doll. Her throat let out a sob as if she was both crying and laughing:
“Ugh… aa… I’m… full of bullets…”
Naruto still did not pull out. He hugged her, his mouth lightly licking her neck, his voice deep:
“My woman… her uterus should be filled with semen like this.”
At the table, Hiashi’s hands trembled slightly, his eyes closed tightly… but his heart had long since died.