Chapter 5: Surprising Change
Finally… the day of division came.
Naruto leaned against the classroom door, arms crossed over his chest, his eyes scanning the group of classmates who were slowly coming in. A bit of regret secretly arose in his heart – because this meant it would be harder to see Hinata as often as before.
For the past three months, she had been his – all of her.
Every day, she was pressed down and double-crossed, her womb filled until it was soft.
His semen was like a panacea – both fucking and nourishing – causing her body to change completely.
Now, she was no longer the shy little girl who stood with her head bowed at the back of the class. Every step she took was steady, her figure becoming more and more supple and curvaceous, exuding the aura of a true female ninja.
Her thighs were firm but still soft, her breasts that had been squeezed until they were deformed were now even fuller and more seductive. Her eyes were no longer timid, but always shone with gentleness… only when looking at him.
Because he filled her up every day, Hinata’s Chakra circulated regularly, her uterus was trained to the limit, her whole body was always warm, her complexion was rosy. Her physical strength and ability to operate Byakugan both increased greatly.
The Hyuga clan couldn’t help but notice – but there was no reason to keep her under house arrest any longer.
A woman who was growing stronger by the day, was seductively attractive, and yet remained humble… only made others love and respect her more.
Naruto knew, he had successfully transformed her.
“It’s okay…” – He smiled, his eyes flashing with confidence. “Even though we don’t see each other every day, just a wink – you’ll understand, and come find me.”
Because her uterus already missed his dragon pillar.
No matter how hard she tried to suppress it, her body would still itch and burn, and every night she would remember the feeling of being penetrated to the core, of being filled to the very end… That desire had eaten into her bones. No one could replace him – no one could make her reach the peak of pleasure like he did.
“It’s fine if you leave the group… but you’ll still be mine, Hinata.”
Just then, the classroom door opened. Iruka walked in, holding the team list in his hand.
“Everyone! Quiet down! Today is an important day – our class will officially be divided into groups to begin our combat training.”
The whole class was bustling, every eye turned forward.
Naruto sat down leisurely, hands behind his neck, mouth slightly smiling.
He waited to see what changes would come to the fateful lineup this time — because he knew one thing for sure:
He is no longer the unknown kid like in the original.
…
In the excited atmosphere of the group division day, the eyes of the whole class suddenly seemed to be drawn to a corner of the classroom – where two people were sitting close to each other, heads close together whispering, occasionally giggling lightly, eyes sparkling as if there was something very private.
Naruto – Hinata.
Two names, which no one had high expectations for, are now the focus that makes everyone look up.
“What the hell…?” – Someone blurted out.
After summer break, these two seemed like completely upgraded versions. Especially Naruto – he no longer wore the garish orange outfit of a hated clown.
Instead, he wore a white T-shirt with the Konoha symbol printed on it, hugging his muscular body. His blond hair was slicked back with gel, his face was no longer childish and naive, but sharp and angular, his eyes were deep and full of charisma, his mouth always had a half-evil, half-joking smile as if he knew what everyone was thinking.
Tall, muscular, with an intimidating air of confidence – that’s Naruto now.
And next to him, Hinata… was completely transformed.
Her hair was long to her back, flowing softly, her eyes were still gentle but no longer shy as before.
Every gesture exuded a gentle maturity, her body was maturing too quickly – small waist, wide hips, full breasts hidden under her shirt, every time she bent down or tilted her head, her breasts shook slightly, enchantingly.
Sakura and Ino – two of them who always cared about their appearance – now looked at each other with eyes about to bulge out.
“Hinata… since when…”
“Those breasts… are real?”
“Could it be… she was padding her bra?”
But what left everyone speechless was: the intimacy between the two.
Naruto – who used to follow Sakura around like a puppy – now doesn’t even bother to pay any attention.
He sat close to Hinata, whispering something in her ear, making her blush and giggle, then occasionally used his elbow to lightly nudge her waist, or reached out to gently stroke her hair out of habit… full of possessiveness.
No one understood what happened during the 3 months of summer break, but the results were right before their eyes: Naruto was no longer the old Naruto, and Hinata was no longer the Hinata they once knew.
Sakura glanced over, her eyes unconsciously frowning. Even though she had never liked Naruto, and even often scolded and avoided him – the feeling of losing her familiar “tail” made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Not pain or regret – just… like losing something that used to be yours.
He used to be the idiot who always called her name, always ran after her, always did everything to get her attention. But now, he didn’t even spare a glance at her – his eyes were only on Hinata.
Hinata – who had always been hiding behind Sakura, was so timid that she could barely speak.
Sakura bit her lip, her hand gripping the pen tighter.
Naruto didn’t pay attention to the surrounding eyes. He was whispering in Hinata’s ear:
“This shirt you’re wearing today… reveals a bit too much.”
Hinata blushed and glanced around.
“Naruto… speak softly…”
He smiled softly, his hand slipped behind her waist and gently pinched her:
“Tonight, wear this… don’t wear anything underneath.”
Hinata trembled slightly, her thighs instinctively closed, her mouth softly “um…” not daring to reply.
In the class – a few people sitting closest, their faces turned red when they heard those ambiguous whispers. The atmosphere was heavy, mixed with a bit of… curiosity, jealousy, and even a smoldering lust.
Just then, Iruka-sensei began to read the names of team 7.
“Team 7… Inuzuka Kiba – Haruno Sakura – Uchiha Sasuke.”
Iruka-sensei’s voice rang out clearly in the silent space, and immediately after, a wave of whispers began to spread from the crowd of students.
Naruto raised an eyebrow. Huh?
“Team 8… Hyuga Hinata – Uzumaki Naruto – Aburame Shino.”
Wait… Huh?!
While he was still absent-minded, he heard his own name in group 8, not the old group 7, the group of three that he was fed up with in the original work.
His eyes blinked a few times, bewildered.
Beside him, Hinata suddenly squeezed his arm, her face flushed with joy, her eyes curved like a crescent moon, her teeth biting her lips as if trying to hold back her joyful laughter.
The whole class burst into a small cheer.
Some were surprised, some were confused, some were jealous, and there were even some displeased looks — but Naruto didn’t care. At this moment, another feeling was stirring in his heart.
History changed?
At first he thought it was a coincidence, but then… he glanced at Hinata.
She lowered her head, her hands still clasped around his, her expression a little embarrassed.
Naruto narrowed his eyes slightly and asked softly,
“Hinata… did you have something to do with this group division?”
She did not answer. She
just nodded slightly, her cheeks blushing even more.
Naruto suddenly felt his heart beat a little irregularly. He tilted his head and whispered:
“At home… do they know about us?”
Hinata did not dare to raise her head, just mumbled, small as the sound of a mosquito:
“The second… week… since the first day…”
Naruto stiffened.
Second week?
So that means from the moment he started stuffing the dragon pillar into Hinata’s secret hole, less than seven days after filling it, the entire Hyuga clan already knew?!
Twitching mouth.
Future father-in-law knows too?!
He took a deep breath, feeling cold sweat pouring down his back.
This… honestly, if he lived in modern times… he would be “finished with it”.
But… it’s the ninja era, early maturity, clear distinction between men and women, as long as you’re strong – everything is overlooked.
Hinata gently held his hand and whispered:
“Father and the clan… saw that I had made clear progress after following Naruto-kun for a few sessions… so they agreed to let me continue… hehe…”
Naruto suddenly felt… incredibly grateful for this era.
It’s good to respect the strong. Fuck a lot and fuck right, it’s encouraged.
He smiled softly, reached out to stroke Hinata’s head, his eyes softened:
“Yeah, well then… leave it to me.”
And then—like the final cherry on the cake—Iruka-sensei added:
“Team 8 will be led by Jounin Yuhi Kurenai.”
Naruto raised his head abruptly, his mouth almost bursting into laughter.
Ha ha ha!
Not only was she in the same group as Hinata – but she was also trained by Kurenai – a female Jounin renowned for her stunning beauty, voluptuous body, blood-red eyes, and a voice as seductive as aged wine.
He swallowed.
A charming saint at home. Now a proper female master outside?
These days… life is so wonderful!
…
Training Ground Number 8 — The noon sunlight shone down on the trees, shimmering through the foliage, spreading a pale yellow carpet on the ground. The three students had been waiting since early morning.
Unlike team 7, where Kakashi-sensei was famous for being late and disorganized, team 8 witnessed a scene that made people open their eyes in admiration.
Yuhi Kurenai — the legendary Jounin, appears on time every minute and every second.
From afar, her figure leisurely walked over. Her slightly wavy, waist-length black hair fluttered in the wind. Her ninja outfit hugged her perfect body: a thin mesh shirt underneath seemed to reveal her jade-white skin, while a loosely wrapped red shirt outside created a captivating half-covered, half-exposed look.
Long slender legs, flawless white skin, waist hugged by a fabric belt, but still could not hide the round, bouncy butt under the tight pants – where every step seemed to invite the man’s desire to rise.
And especially… those ruby red eyes, both cold and seductive to the point of making people want to be controlled.
Naruto, upon seeing Kurenai, felt as if he was electrocuted.
His eyes couldn’t help but sweep over her body. He swallowed his saliva, the lust in his body rising uncontrollably — as if the dragon pillar in his pants was about to burst out, wanting to break through the fabric.
“She… is real? Not magic?”
Kurenai stepped closer, stopping just a few steps away from them. She scanned the three of them, her eyes sharp but her voice surprisingly gentle:
“Welcome to group 8. From now on, I will be your leader. I hope we will work well together.”
That clear voice, with a slightly soft tone, entered Naruto’s ears like a spring breeze blowing into his heart… then blowing straight down to his lower body.
He smiled, but his eyes still did not leave her full breasts that rose and fell with each breath. Those breasts, compared to Hinata’s… were fuller, more mature, and had a kind of seductive charm that made one want to press their head into the cleavage and inhale until they died.
Beside him, Hinata glanced over — her eyes darkened slightly.
She didn’t say anything right away, but her hand gently pulled his sleeve, her voice whispering softly, enough for him to hear:
“Naruto-kun… if you… really want Miss Kurenai…”
“…I won’t stop you.”
The words were as light as a breeze, but Naruto’s heart pounded with extreme pleasure.
He turned around, his eyes shining brightly, then suddenly wrapped his arms around Hinata’s waist from behind, his hands gently squeezing her plump buttocks through the thin fabric, whispering in her ear, his voice hoarse:
“You are indeed the nation’s wife… but in my heart…”
“You are still the best.”
Hinata blushed all the way to her ears, her head gently leaned against his chest, but the corners of her lips curved up, excited and warm — as if she knew very well that only her womb was the place where that dragon pillar wanted to bury itself every day.