Naruto: Heir Corruption-Chapter 41: Wombbound

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Naruto pumped up into her as if possessed. Determined to lift her massive, muscle dense weight with sheer hip strength alone. It was a losing battle but he fought on. Faced with this brilliant, strong fertile colossus. Every male instinct in the stud's brain screamed at him to breed. Again. How many babies she already had didn't matter. She deserved to be more pregnant.

"But let's be honest here... Ghhhh~" A guttural sex growl vibrated up her rock wall like back. "This isn't your cock anymore is it? It my cock! I own this cock! You're just attached to it!"

Wham! Wham! Wham!

For all of Naruto's clenched defiant cock-stuffs. Tsunade hammered him back down at the apex of every thrust. Salacious stomach jostled by every impact.

Nori and Naruko lay on the opposite couch, equally slack helpless. Pinned beneath their throbbing whale wombs. Slow tensings and low moans were their only motion. Hand free, their stomachs contracted. Precious cargo kicked, triggering a contraction, which turned them on. Which made their huge bellies hitch up. Which made their broods kick all over again. Around and around and around. Without some deep breathing and a fistful of ice pressed to their steamy cunts; they might very well never break the lurid loop.

Sakura inched closer. Within groping distance of Naruko's rumbling fuck-stomach. There was something else there, inscribed on her belly. A womb-like tattoo above her weepy slit. No simple pornified show-piece. It was a serious piece of seal work. What exactly it did, she had no idea.

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But then with a mighty grunt and squeezed slop of thick man gunk. Naruto ejaculated into Tsunade's bucking belly. She heard the squirtings of thick semen. Saw his basketball-sized nuts contract. Almost hidden beath the squashed sphered of Tsunade's yoga ball-sized buttcheeks. Both sisters wailed in unison. Bellies squirming as if full of alien snakes.

Some deep-seated instinct pinged in the huge woman. Her midsection actually clutched with every shot of seed. Strident taunts cut short into a silent gape-mouthed gasp. Statuesque muscles quivered in unison. Iron-like strength defused, soft and pliable she collapsed on top of her husband.

With incredible effort, Naruto unceremoniously dumped Tsunade on the floor. Not that the massive woman minded. Frankly, it was amazing her sudden stop didn't crack the tiles. When she fell he went with her. Still very much clinched at the crotch. Naruto braced both palms against her mammoth midsection's smooth underside. Legs engaged he pulled back, hard. Worked his hard cock this way and that out of Tsunade's belly. Superhuman crotch muscles fought him at every turn. Kegeled with milking force enough to pull a hip muscle in a normal man.

Yet in the end he prevailed. Cock exited cunt with a pop and crystalline sea spray of mixed crotch drippings. A long leash of sticky clearness linked heaving stomach to drooling dick. And what a dick it was~

Sakura's knees jellified, she stumbled into the twins. Hideously (<3) huge crotch meat overtook her vision. Lazy as it jutted in a lazy arc down from his crotch.

Now that Tsunade was no longer overshadowing him. Sakura watched in stunned silence as Naruto rose to his full height. Every bit as overbuilt as his clones. A grotesque caricature of a stud. While she slid down the great slop of Naruko's belly. Into the sofa, legs spread on pure instinct.

Red slitted eyes found her, Naruto grinned.

"There you are. I figured you'd show up eventually."

"Oh my god. How did you not get crushed? And th-there's no way she fitted that... that thing in her!" Sakura's pointed finger bulls-eyed his cock. "It would've been inside her belly. Where the babies are."

Naruto let out a guttural laugh. "Not quite. She fixed that problem for all of us. Not sure how it works, something about noneuclidean space and parallel pocket dimensions. Kinda like having two wombs, one's for holding babies and the other's for sex."

Sakura didn't even want to know how Tsunade had figured that out. Impossibly powerful space-time ninjutsu corrupted into a justification for why Naruto could quite literally fuck a pregnant woman's stomach? It sounded so wrong. Wrong in a way she wished she hated.

"But anyway. We both know how this ends, so let's get to the fun part." Naruto moved to the foot of the sofa and towered over her. Cock laid across the top of Nori's belly. "Now strip."

Sakura felt the urge to obey. With a mighty effort she forced it down. Not wanting to submit. Even though he could see up her skirt. See that she was wearing no underwear. She tried to crawl backwards. But the top of her head bumped Naruko's belly. Her brother sighed.

"I said strip."

...Sakura couldn't resist. Manicured nails fumbled with the zipper. Sakura worked her Chinese dress off from the front. Discarded like a straight jacket. Her enormous tits sank some, no longer supported. Subtly flopped onto her flat stomach. Grunting she tried to reach over them to get at her high heels.

"Keep the shoes on, I like them."

How could she refuse? Sakura laid back and let him drink her in. Right hip hanging off the sofa cushion. Mountain-like mammaries round and upthrust skyward. Forward horizons subtly pulled up by the hardness of her fat nipples. Pulled up into conical rises. A truly gorgeous pair of chounyuu-scale knockers.

Naruto clasped a powerful hand around her ankle and pulled her to him. Hips angled up by the couch arm's height. Weight of his half-hard monster leaden on her flat tummy. Its tip vanished between her tits. Into the tight three-way aperture made by her midsection and breasts.

Sakura whined at the cock's crazy weight. Heart racing, pupils dilated. Survival instincts warred with an urge to breed.

"Th-the average vagina's length is two point six inches. At most it can expand to roughly nineteen but... that's just for birth~" Sakura tried to close her legs. He wouldn't let her. "You're gonna break my pussy."

Naruto's fanged grin never wavered. Red chakra coated his hand. One hot touch on her lower stomach made Sakura gasp. Followed by sharp needling pain, a tattoo mid application. She tried to call for help but Naruko roused from her cum-slumber. With a mischievous giggle, both stupidly curvaceous tomboys steered their ponderous babyguts ninety degrees and plopped them square on Sakura's face.

Screams muffled, pregnancy pheromones filled Sakura's nose. Relaxative pheromones mingled with depraved sex overrode what little self-preservation remained. Naruto worked his half hard cock between her massive bosoms. Clawed hands dug into her generous fleshy hips. Until the mighty viper roused to full hardness again.

Sakura barely had time to squeeze her hands under the twins' massive bellies. Barely enough time to lift them to breathe. Even then, she couldn't see past her tits. She felt more than saw the baby head sized glans squish her puffy labia flat.

"J-just the tip." Sakura begged. "I'm not like the others. Just the tiahhhhhh..."

Sakura's final plea bled off into an undulating guttural groan. Impossible pressure stretched her poor little pussy wide. Wider. Wider! It hurt so much but then it felt good. Mutated soft tissues stretchy like latex. Engulfed the broad glans and squeezed!

Naruto grunted and pushed. Sakura's arms went all jelly-slack. Naruko's belly slapped onto her face all over again. Just in time for the hapless pinkette's own stomach to bulge... bulge... BULGE!

Sakura wailed into the obscene whale womb. Nobody heard her scream, it was too big. Just like the anaconda-like swell travelling up her stomach. It vanished between her wobbling monster melons. Her belly button popped out. The womb tattoo glowed. Runic purple fingers unfurled from its body. Markings crept across her bulging stomach until they reached two very special places near ber belly button. Just above and to each side of it.

Cursed chakra attacked her ovaries. Sakura screamed again, throatier and with plenty of moans. Tiongue lolled out she ended up giving the underside of Naruko's belly a sloppy lounge head kiss. Licking its linea nigra. While she herself was induced to ovulate. Multiple times.

It didn't take much to make the beast inside her erupt. It had already blown its stack once today. And all the meaty valves were lubed and ready to go. Off-white breeder slime erupted into Sakura's womb. High volume and pressure. Enough to bloat her out into her first trimester.

The magic got to work. Sakura's body transformed its own insides. Optimized itself for a lifetime of breeding-sow-dom.

Whether it was some psychic vision or her dopamine-addled imagination. Sakura swore she could feel her eggs slide into the semen pool. Dangled for a split second and then dropped like damsels being dropped into a pool of piranhas. Life took hold. Hormones bloomed in pink fizzy waves in her belly.

Sakura's legs shook and then locked around her baby daddy's waist. Locked hard. That crazy strength of her kept him good and firm in place. A grip the big hulk didn't want to break. His cock the perfect plug to keep all that sperm inside her.

Sakura's belly began to swell. Bulging around Naruto's dick outline. Bigger and bigger, faster and faster. Nine months on fast-forward. Like she'd been bred by fast-growing aliens. Or some kind of horror movie monster. The architect of her eye-rolling belly expansion kept right on thrusting. Cockhead now forming a distinct bulge through her belly's taut skin. A bump which shifted back and forth beneath and around her belly button. Scraped the inside of her womb with its fat head.

But gradually, as Sakura raced through the trimesters. Naruto found the bulge stopped appearing. Cock floating in an ocean of empty fluid, he grunted and pushed deeper inside. Until he hit the top of her ballooned-out uterus. Now the bulge pushed up the top of her fetishized stomach.

Nine months with one baby... then twins... then triplets,,, then quadruplets. Sakura reached the crazy scale of Hinata's distended uterus within mere minutes. Tits pushed up by her increasingly shelf-like stomach top. Filling all the space between it and Naruko's shiny wrecking ball tummy.

Sakura's belly peaked at the size of a small yoga ball. Huge enough to just barely cover her cunt when she stood up. To hang low when she bent over and spread her legs for her one true love. To smother poor, curve-averse Sasuke when he finally got home from his stupid mission. Oh yeah, she'd smother him all right. Jam this big beautiful belly in his face. Make him taste this womb full of another man's children. Force him to lick it while she rode his dick. Kegeled on at tiny little twig until it spat its watery little load.

Then she would squeeze and massage it. Grind it with lurid superhuman hip muscles to keep it rock hard. To torture his oversensitive, post orgasm penis until his mind broke. She'd replace his stoic aversion to sex with an infantile obsession with her belly. To the point where she'd have to bribe him with bump jobs to get him to fuck her the normal way.

Served him right, neglectful jerk.

Of course this whole depraved monologue was very much locked inside Sakura's brain. And even if she had been bold enough to say it out loud. Nobody would have heard it through Naruko's belly. So it was a moot point. What was not a moot point was what Naruto was doing. Enchanted by this new activity. Of actually fucking a woman through every stage of pregnancy.

Nothing could stop him now. Well, one person could. But she wasn't here.

Speaking of which, with all the bombastic fuck-bouncing going on. Nobody noticed Tsunade's latest experiment. A mad thing which took the concept of Kushina's kitsune transformation even further. And the subject? An equally mad volunteer.

Hidden in a dark corner, surrounded by banks of ramshackle machines. Clear tubes of all kinds fed oxygen and strange drugs into a great glass tube full of semen. Filled with the genetic material Naruto had given to Ino's pool. As for the bucking, buxom strumpet inside? She would never be the same again.

White eyes opened wide, stung by the semen. But Tsunade's test subject was beyond caring. Fingers--whose sharp nails grew more clawlike by the second—scratched deep scars into the glass. Nails fused with metatarsils to form vicious claws. Something long and black slithered in the man gravy. Eel-like in the murky slop. But not an eel; a tail. One with a spaded tip and a scorpion stinger.

A great muffled wail was swallowed by the woman's breathing apparatus. Warning for the fresh-grown wings which emerged from the murk. Membraneous batlike they pressed pressed pressed against the glass until shallow cracks spread.

Fat pale tits squashed circular against the glass. Nipples fattening against cold clear hardness. Tit-diameters increased by the second. Then came the exaggerated ram's horns. Arced black knobby things, curved outwards from the top of her head then up over her crown.

Tsunade's brainchild was getting taller. One last gambit to control her ridiculous proportions. More and more of the woman's curled horns emerged alongside shiny raven hair. Then a face and a scream of primal fuck rage.

The glass shattered.