Chapter 27

'What's going on?' Nono wondered. A few seconds before returning to the bedroom to take her glasses.

She didn't ponder long, though; her curiosity quickly had her overlook the thirst.

In the next few seconds, Nono crossed the aisle and tiptoed behind the three figures from earlier. Glasses on, she finally recognized two of them, who were, in fact, the servants assigned to her sister's room.

Those two and one she didn't recall were too busy trying to peek through a slightly lit, narrow crack to detect her presence.

Amid their barely audible but not incomprehensible murmurs, Nono wondered inwardly, curious but baffled,

'Licking...the tip? Of what?'

'...And what the heck's a titjob?'

'...Is that something I should know?'

Nono was in thorough confusion. She spoke slang fluently at the orphanage, but she had never heard such vocabulary until now.

Puzzled, she continued rationally inside, 'Well, if it has to do with the Senju clan, maybe I should...'

The Senju clan was one of the two largest clans in Konoha. Nono, who didn't want to look stupid and naive, said to herself.

The next moment she tried, without success, to dart through the opening too. The three women blocked her view, sadly.

Nono Yakushi, now Nono Senju, was not one to get discouraged and give up, though. She wasn't one to draw back in fear either. If she didn't see the immediate benefits of doing so, she wouldn't.

With a mischievous and naughty smile growing at the corner of her lips, Nono walked a few meters further in the corridor...Making sure it was still Tsunade's door, she quietly and slowly pierced the mulberry paper wall with her finger...

Putting her eye over the undersized hole, when she finally saw the scene in the bedroom, Nono didn't notice herself reddening. Involuntarily. Amazed and dumbfounded at the same time, she only monologued internally with bubbly yet brisk and childlike thoughts.

'...Woowww, are those Tsunade-sama's naked breasts?!'

'...Any speculation or rumor from the populace doesn't do them justice...'

'...You need to see this to believe the theories...Guess I'm a believer now...But, oh, right, it's Tsunade for me now...'

'...Mmm...'

'... What's that thing she's sucking with so much emphasis, though? Is she trying to eat him?'

'... That's bad...Should I help?'

'...Wait, wait...WAIT a minute??? Shouldn't that be his PP?'

Nono thought logically; she had seen the same thing on the toddlers the babysitters washed in the back garden...But it was never so big... Nawaki's PP alone could fill the water buckets the toddlers sat in...

'...Oh, heck noooo...'

Leaving the place, scared, bewildered, and, weirdly enough, more dehydrated than before, she considered frowning, 'Whatever's going on in there sounds serious. It's too profound for children, I think...'

'...I don't think I should stay here too long... Let's forget about learning whatever this is...'

'... I'll ask Nawaki or Tsunade one day, but for now, I need to get that glass of water.'

Nono concluded, coming to the end of a brief, somewhat graphic, and traumatizing night stroll...

Shaking a big, veiny picture in her mind seconds later, she recalled having a sink in her new bathroom. A sink she didn't have to share with snotty-nosed, dirty toddlers and which was probably hygienic...

Relieved, she walked back without bothering the squatting maids. They looked uncomfortable and happy at the same time.

Though Nono didn't fully understand or gauge the weight of the circumstances, she sympathized with them and their odd little predicament. More precisely, she empathized with their wretched, crotch-rubbing, itch-scratching poses...Those were heartbreaking...

... Furrowing her brows, the new and second Senju princess left without bugging anyone. Not even the third, white-haired old maid she reckoned was presumably assigned to her starting tonight.

Her happy misery wasn't less pathetic-looking than the other two young maids.

XX

Minutes before, Inside Tsunade's room,

In the middle of the night, Nawaki woke up,

He knew his body well, so he knew he was rested and didn't need any more sleep. His stamina and vitality had improved thanks to his grandma in the past few days, so it probably had something to do with it.

Planning to return to his room, where he had more freedom, he glanced at his sister in the dim room. His eyes had adapted to the darkness, so it was easy for him to distinguish Tsunade's forms.

She was sleeping with her wonderful ass showing toward him. And her bum formed a conspicuous, bouncy mountain of smooth meat under the bedsheets. The meat cheeks moved with the rest of her body each time she breathed.

Looking at her inhale and exhale a soft, seductive breath, Nawaki felt it'd be a waste to go back without doing anything. Ever since he transmigrated, he'd wanted to make love to his beautiful sister. And he didn't hide his attraction toward her. So inviting him to sleep, the girl knew she was inviting a beast into the sheets.

Nodding to himself at the realization and blaming his lack of boldness and courage, Nawaki made an erotic decision. Things could take a bad turn if he kept being wary of Tsunade's punch. If he got cucked by Dan or Jiraiya later, he'd remember the futon sleepover...All his life and regret it...

He had to follow his needs! No matter how perverted they were!

The body wasn't a liar! And jail and the hospital were just rooms!

'Yes...Hehehe...' Chortling malevolently inside, Nawaki's plan was thoroughly made. He'd use his new ability to corrupt his sister... He'd got a plethora of erotic mushrooms and aphrodisiacs he could use now...

..

Nawaki did what he wanted to do,

He just didn't think that Tsunade was feigning sleep. Or that she'd turn the night light on and actually snatch and easily identify the phallus-shaped, libido-kindling mushroom he chose to take out.

What was even more mysterious, or rather pleasantly creepier, was her smirking and eating it...As if trying to turn on, wake up her worst female instincts with a purposeful and morally wrong agenda...

Nawaki didn't know what evil maneuver his sister was cooking up, but he didn't care. He fell for whatever snare it was...

What occurred next went without saying. It was the best night he had in two lives...Tsunade though obviously amateurish with the messy, sloppy titjob, could never be compared to cabaret and Stripclub thots from Earth...

His snake buried between his sister's huge soft titties, Nawaki experienced the true meaning of bliss for the first time. Fuckin wet and warm bliss...

XX

Looking up at Nawaki's ecstatic face, her mouth on the tip of his cock, Tsunade chuckled internally...

She was finally genuine with her feelings. And made the most of this unexplainable rebirth.

... She'd been looking for an excuse to fuck Nawaki for two days; tonight, he surprisingly provided a good one...

Even if her grandma accidentally happened to wake up and catch them red-handed this early, she could blame it all on the goddamn [Phallus indusiatus].

Tsunade was proud and excited...Her 80+years of medical studies sometimes came in handy. This time they were helping her fulfill her longest, most cherished, most incestuous dream...

Recalling how time was a hot commodity, she stopped enjoying herself. Maybe too much. Letting go of the lollipop of her fantasies, she asked with a hot breath and an alluring tone,

"How was it? Want to go all the way now?"

She didn't have to look at herself to know how inviting she was. After all, Tsunade was a little, and justifyingly, narcissistic... She was constantly reminded about her attractiveness and felt secure in her quintessential beauty. Above that, she was confident in her overall smartness and magnificence.

Thinking they were discreet, the door maids only made her chuckle inwardly. She intended to draw, to mark her *main wife territory* and give the future little mistresses a show...

As a princess, Tsunade wasn't ignorant enough to think that her brother, this lecher, would ever seriously consider monogamy. Not with his identity, obvious love for women, and brilliant-tasting cock...But she'd definitely control who he was going to impregnate or not...To her, it was very easy, and it was all for the greater good of the Senju and Konoha...

XX

*Thump, thump~~

Nawaki wasn't one to reject an invitation to fuck. More so when the woman was stunning. Incest or not...

Having his dick stroked and sucked by Tsunade was an otherworldly experience. However, hearing the delectable invitation for penetration, he lost his mind. Precum rushing out of his thumping rod, he licked his lips hungrily, answering as calmly as he still could,

"It was delicious, Tsuna; let's breed now."

"Breed?" Tsunade frowned cutely. "Who talked about breeding? This is just us doing something nice to get back to sleep... Don't get ideas."

"Sure." Grabbing his throbbing, long cock, and putting it over his sister's face, Nawaki replied, smiling. The size took 2/3 of her face, and the length was longer.

"What are you doing?" Tsunade, who couldn't help but lick the underskin, asked. She was moving onto his unnaturally large balls the next moment. Those were two big for any 8 year old...

Liking how only Tsunade's mouth kept fighting the natural yearning to worship his superb manhood, he replied, "Making you crave and beg for it more. Go ahead, little cow..."

"What?" Tsunade was confused.

"Make cow sounds and beg for me to start drilling you," Nawaki told her, smirking. "You and I are just a male and a female now. There's no reason to show embarrassment... It's just going to be less enjoyable if we do."

"Hmph. How heavy is this thing...Also, how would you know any of what you say?" Tsunade snorted and responded. Each time she spoke was when she stopped worshipping Nawaki's veiny and twitching anaconda. Just now, when she let go of it, the rebound stiffly hit her pretty face in a gentle *wham* sound.

"Our new skills come with intuitive knowledge, remember?" Nawaki replied, not worried about the whispering maids behind the door. He and Tsunade talked about their secrets daily while they stood at the doors...According to Mito, they didn't have to worry. It had always been like this, and she never explained why.

"...Right, the skills...Did they also make you this perverted?" Tsunade was licking Nawaki's tip again.

"Stop wasting time, and beg for it, Tsuna." Nawaki chuckled at his sister's antics. She was changing the subject.

"...A cow? Why should I?"

"Why? Have another look at your boobs, Tsuna, haha..."

Nawaki answered when she asked, thinking of something fun. He wanted to penetrate Tsunade, but the earlier she was tamed like his grandma, the better.

When he was mulling over this point, something he'd forgotten came in clutch again,

[Wavering, Not perfectly matched sexual partner nearby: Tsunade]

[Force Understanding?]

[Force Respect?]

[Force Obedience?]

[Force Subordination?]

[Force Submission?]

But what was weird was that there were more options than last time. And three options were missing; they were replaced by new ones at the forefront.

'Hmm?? Oh, this again? Nice.'

'...Okay...So, maybe this is situational, then...Tsunade must already accept me as a man...'

'...As for fidelity missing, it must mean she'd never think about cheating on her lover in the first place...'

'...All that said, each option sounds more drastic than the last...'

Nawaki shrugged; each of these options was good for him. So he clicked and accepted everything.

XX

Half a minute later,

Nawaki was over the moon. His cock was finally going to cram into the plump thighs of his sister.

He couldn't stop shaking with anticipation and excitement as he helped her take off her green nightgown.

When she found herself completely naked in front of him, with a grumpy face, he smiled and said to her,

"Why so grumpy? You're even sexier when you're naked, Tsunade. Look at this…" He smiled like a pervert and pointed at his nervous penis when he said.

Tsunade was a sensational beauty. She had a beautiful face and plump, appetizing breasts. And breathtaking nipples. Her hips were picturesque. As for her buttocks, even in the dark, it was impossible to remain unmoved in front of them. Nawaki had never seen such mountains of flesh. And he couldn't wait just to put his face in the middle of them.

Oh yes…Nawaki was a butt and vagina eater. Even more when they had this onion shape and drew such seductive outlines, such alluring contours...He wanted to clutch the apple-looking, juicy-looking, heavenly-smell-looking cheeks and bite them.

Apparently, Tsunade wasn't just born to govern the battlefields but also his endless libido. This even if he had finally shattered her last psychological defenses a few moments earlier.

No longer subconsciously putting any Nawaki-barriers on herself, the young woman was finally left to a single fate: Her brother's cock playing samurai— going in and out of her wet sheath. Past her brand new, unused, but arousingly hilly cameltoe...

XX

"Ready? I'm going in?" Holding a leg over his shoulder and with his other hand, his burning shaft, Nawaki inquired, eyeing his sister's face.

"Go ahead," She replied with an uneasy tone.

Nawaki went in after she told.

The fun had finally begun inside the pink meat cave when he pierced. Surprisingly smoothly. He had wondered what Tsunade's fat pussy would look like for days but was now in. He was a little euphoric, to say the least.

Before letting off steam and moving seriously, he asked confusedly, "Where's your hymen?"

"Where do you learn all these words?" Tsunade asked, tears forming in her eyes. However, she replied, "I broke it long ago training in taijutsu. It still hurts, though...I heard it was painful, but I didn't think it was like this..."

"Does it?" Reassured, Nawaki asked worriedly.

"Hmm." Tsunade nodded. "Your size's a little over the top."

"I've never seen other dicks besides dad's when we all bathed together, so I wouldn't know." Nawaki chuckled and said.

"He wasn't small, but definitely not this big..." Tsunade, who took part in the family activities, said firmly. "Mom would be shocked if she saw how big you are at 8."

"Well, I'm almost 9 now," Nawaki said. His birthday was in two days.

"There's not much difference. You haven't even hit puberty, you monster." Tsunade sighed. "Come on, let's get this done."

He nodded and started thrusting, his eyes glued to his sister's chest. Because he was a man of culture, he didn't want to miss the best part— the wiggling and jiggling rack.

*Squirt, squirt~~

The first thrust was done when Tsunade moaned and squirted on his cock. The tip of his shaft was beyond her cervix, at the base of her scrumptious uterus, when he saw a floating notification.

"Aaah...aah..." Tsunade's eyes were white; she didn't have her whole head. Her brown pupils came up from the intense pleasure and her sudden orgasm.

*Smooch*

His pelvis soaked in hot vaginal juice, Nawaki grinned. His lecherous abilities had improved...He would have liked to kiss his sister. Yet, a French kiss was impossible with his current size. He had a mighty erection, but his bust was still that of a kid.

After a quick kiss on Tsunade's calf, he opened the notifications, which he automatically put on hold at all times to keep his visual field steady.

[Playboy—level 14!]

[Nawaki, +420 days of longevity]

[Tsunade, +420 days of longevity]

–

[Nawaki, extra life, 1.396 years]

[Tsunade, extra life, 1.15 years]

–

[Tsunade's powerful orgasm—all injuries, ailments, and diseases healed]

[..]

[Tsunade's vaginal climax—healing shared with Nawaki]

[..]

..

Moments later,

Tsunade was quivering from pleasure and was out like those ahegao milfs in hentai. She was in total euphoria and tearful, messy bliss.

Nawaki, who didn't need to pay attention to her at the minute, was startled by the new information.

He gained four levels and 420 days of longevity in one casual thrust. He could understand the levels, and since Tsunade was the other main character in whatever game the ROB made, he might gain more XP with her...

...But why did the days gained rise so exponentially?

Making some mental calculations, Nawaki was dazed when he found out something...

14*30 was exactly 420 days of life. And 30 was the number of days he gained below level 11.

'According to this logic, should the same principle apply when I reach level 21? What about 31?'

'...This is scary...But I guess living long is definitely not a concern anymore...'

'...Fortunately, I can take back the benefits I share from women...'

Thinking this, Nawaki, however, had no plans to take anything from Tsunade.

"Wake up; we haven't even started yet." The boy sighed and said. Tsunade was inexperienced, which was great, but she was also sensitive there.

At this rate, she'd need to drink some water. If not, she'd die from dehydration before the morning.

XX

Out of the door, the maids were restless,

The young maids aside, the old one with aged white hair was sweating. Not just from her crotch.

Her hands were massaging her drenched cameltoe hectically— almost to the point of masturbative injury— when she suddenly heard a voice behind her whisper,

*Sigh*

"So this time has come...It looks like I may have failed you completely..."

Recognizing the solemn voice and spotting someone at the end of the open hall, the two young maids said one after another.

"Hmm?"

"M-Mito-sama!!"

One even forgot herself and yelled. Fortunately, the old Uzumaki had taken precautions before she said,

"...Chisaki, Saya, you two leave...Otoha, come with me."

"Oh no, Tsunade-sama and Nawaki-sama, probably heard us now..."

To which the panicked maid reacted,

"Matriarch..."

"...W-we didn't mean to peek!"

Mito rolled her eyes internally and said with no patience. "You two leave already." The area was sealed so they couldn't be heard inside.

"Y-yes!"

"Forgive us, Mito-sama!"

The young maids, Chisaki and Saya, expressed meekly, running off in a hurry. Mito chuckled, reckoning they couldn't finish rubbing their youthful flowers...

"M-Mito-sama...This is..." The old maid, mortified, had her head half down when she stammered. She couldn't look straight at Mito.

"Otoha, what are you embarrassed for? I said come with me. We need to talk..." Looking at the lass who came with her from Uzu decades ago, Mito shook her head and turned on her feet...Time and age were scary things...

Anyway, the Senju matriarch didn't plan to disturb her cute grandchildren...Like she did, Tsunade had also fallen into the hysterical and delirious rabbit hole called Nawaki...That boy was a scrumptious demon...

Now that she had acknowledged her feelings and attraction to her handsome, growing little boy, she didn't feel any guilt or remorse.

Her husband was dead, but she knew too well who she'd choose even if he could come back to life...She wasn't even sorry for it anymore...

The stressful thoughts were all fleeting. Mito didn't know exactly when the anxiety and self-blame faded. Nonetheless, it absolutely had to do with the crooked and sinful cock. Mito had tasted the poison...And she was addicted to it after two days.

Jealousy, possessiveness, and other similar feelings all seemed puerile to her...This had never happened before...

Her change was certainly sexual...However, it didn't just have to do with the thrilling, thought-robbing incest...No, this also had to do with matters of greater significance, such as the resurgence of the Senju clan.

An idea, untried at the start, started germinating in her mind last night— After an angry reminder from her fox-like belly tenant. The guest, no, the prisoner in her stomach, wasn't happy to witness her lifespan and some of her hidden diseases miraculously healed. She was also shaken by the finding...

Mito reckoned that if what she did with her grandson wasn't so immoral, her dead husband and brother-in-law probably should thank her...

Because she didn't want Nawaki to grow smugger than he was, stop training, and live by pimping, she decided to keep that unusual ability secret from him. As long as she could...

Sure, it was his own phenomenal ability, but it was incredibly evil...

One had to know that the Senju clan never lacked jonin, weak or not. Sadly, the war took a toll. The ones left were either weak, too immature for Nawaki's depraved ability to be of immediate benefit, or old people Mito didn't necessarily like.

XX

Inside her room, Mito cut to the chase and directly said,

"Otoha, we're both Uzumaki; I trust you and like you..."

"...I want you to get fucked by my grandson. As often as possible, so find a good way to lure him in your old robes."

"What?!" The old Uzumaki maid was stunned to hear the matriarch's words.

XX

*OOoooff~~

"Harder, Nawaki!"

Back in her room, when she regained consciousness, Tsunade was finally getting her guts rearranged like she always wanted. It was painful, but the pleasure slowly started exceeding the pain.