Mito never intended to follow through with this bizarre punishment. She had expected Naruto to vehemently refuse his crazy new living conditions, assuming he would storm out of the compound completely buck naked, given his notorious stubbornness.
A shadow clone of Mito had been stationed at the compound gate with a set of Naruto's clothes, ready for the moment he decided to leave. Once he got dressed, she planned to unlink his chakra signature from the gates and have Natsu physically escort Naruto to a new apartment, effectively washing her hands of him.
Then, Natsu was to give him a scroll that Mito had prepared earlier. This scroll contained all his belongings, along with an explanation that the first two months of rent were covered. If Naruto didn't want to end up on the streets, he'd need to find a job.
What Mito hadn't anticipated was returning to check why Naruto hadn't left, only to be shocked at the sight of him actually wearing the maid's uniform and diligently cleaning around the house.
This unexpected turn of events left Mito astounded. With the real Mito out on a critical mission and unable to address the situation directly.
Consequently, her clone approached Natsu with a proposal that veered off the scripted path, suggesting a long-term D-rank mission at double the usual rate.
This proposal, albeit unexpected, was met with enthusiasm by Natsu, who perceived it as a golden opportunity.
Upon Mito's return, she devised a narrative that painted Naruto in a completely different light. She claimed to be utterly convinced that Naruto harbored secret desires that aligned more with what society traditionally viewed as feminine roles and expectations. She posited that the opportunity to wear a dress and engage in tasks typically assigned to women sparked a unique kind of joy in Naruto, one that went beyond mere compliance with their unusual situation.
In her story, Naruto's apparent revulsion to his new circumstances was merely a façade, disguising a deeper guilt rooted in enjoying what he was led to believe was wrong for him to desire. This, Natsu argued, was why Naruto had been compelled to pursue the path of a shinobi with such fervor. It wasn't genuinely a calling, but rather, a desperate attempt to affirm his masculinity in a society that valued strength and warrior skills above all else for men.
Natsu's fabrications grew more elaborate, suggesting that allowing Naruto to train was dangerous, not so much physically but mentally, and how suppressing his true feelings just adds to his depression if nothing is done.
After that explanation, Mito acted swiftly and had Naruto's chakra sealed, and with Natsu's advice designed it in the form of a beautiful blue butterfly, seeing as it is the most frequently requested tattoo among women.
After that, Mito's feelings towards Naruto were a tangled mess of compassion and discomfort.
Mito's internal conflict rendered her outward behavior erratic. At times, she would overcompensate, her attempts at being supportive coming across as forced or patronizing. Other times, she withdrew, her silence a heavy blanket that smothered any attempt at normalcy.
In reality, Naruto isn't transgender at all.
The whole reason Naruto didn't put up a fight, didn't utter a word against his sister's weird punishment, was due to the crushing wave of depression that had been his shadow for years. This wasn't a fleeting sadness or a minor setback in his life; it was a profound, persistent despair that gnawed at his very being. It stemmed from his perceived failure to meet the expectations not just of those around him, but himself.
In his mind, he had already failed so spectacularly at achieving what he believed was his life's purpose that this new, strange, and degrading role seemed inconsequential in comparison.
Natsu preyed on this, not having anything against Naruto personally but as a manifestation of Natsu's deep-seated grievances against the hierarchical structures that had once governed her entire life. For years, Natsu harbored resentment toward the rigid traditions and expectations that had stifled her own potential within her clan. The irony of Naruto, once fated to be a leader of his own clan, now assuming a role so starkly contrasted to his birthright, served as a vindication of her feelings toward her clan's outdated values.
Each step of Naruto's transformation chipped away at the remnants of the clan's influence over her life. Dressing him in the attire of a maid, observing as he navigated his new duties with a quiet resilience, elicited a perverse sense of satisfaction within her. It was as if with every task he completed, every layer of his former identity that was stripped away, Natsu liberated herself further from the chains of her past.
After her insemination was declared successful, she decided to finish Naruto's feminization so she could shift her entire focus onto her impending motherhood. This step was deemed necessary not just for her peace of mind but to ensure Naruto's transformation into a role that contradicted his initial destiny was complete. This completion was not just physical but symbolic, marking both an end and a new beginning in their intertwined stories.
Dressing him in a set of inconspicuous women's civilian clothes to ensure he wouldn't attract attention, Natsu also procured heavy-duty makeup to effectively hide Naruto's distinctive whisker marks, and a high-quality wig. Natsu used a transformation jutsu as a guise to navigate the bustling streets unnoticed. They made their way to a less reputable part of the village, where a doctor known for Operating in the shadows of the medical community, offered a range of services that, while skilled, were ethically questionable and legally dubious. His clinic was tucked away in a dimly lit alley, far from the prying eyes of the village's official medical institutions.
Upon their arrival at the clinic, a wave of hesitation swept over Natsu. Her mind raced with uncertainty, debating the irreversible course she was about to set for Naruto. Despite her inner turmoil, a part of her felt it was too late to turn back now. They had come this far, and retreating wasn't an option she could stomach. Without offering Naruto even a sliver of a chance to ponder or fully understand the gravity of the moment, she injected a potent sedative into the back of Naruto's neck, causing his body to slacken almost instantly.
This specially formulated sedative was designed to render him unconscious for an extended period, ensuring he would remain dormant for days, possibly even a week. This was crucial to ensure Naruto would experience no discomfort or pain from the forthcoming procedures.
The doctor, a man whose age was hard to determine, greeted her with a nod, his eyes hidden behind reflective glasses. His demeanor was professional, yet the slight curl of his lip suggested a man who found some form of satisfaction in the procedures he specialized in. He wasted no time in discussing the technicalities of the surgery, his voice a monotone as he explained the risks and potential complications.
Natsu listened, a growing sense of unease tightening around her heart. She watched as the doctor prepared Naruto, his hands moving with practiced ease.
As Naruto lay in a vulnerable slumber, the operation began with a precision that belied the urgency of the task. From the corner of the room, Natsu watched on with a mix of triumph and guilt, acutely aware that at this moment there was no going back for Naruto.
In this secluded chamber of transformation, the doctor utilized the remains of a deceased woman, whose parts were to serve as the cornerstone of Naruto's transformation.
With surgical expertise, he removed the top scalp of Naruto's head, revealing the vulnerable flesh beneath. The next part of the operation was as grotesque as it was precise. He positioned the harvested hair onto Naruto's raw scalp, attaching each strand with a clinical accuracy that belied the barbarity of the act. The dirty-blond hair was woven into Naruto's scalp, stitch by stitch, merging it with his own flesh.
The transformation journey didn't halt at mere cosmetic alterations. The doctor, with seasoned hands, proceeded to refine Naruto's facial structure, sculpting it to attain a softer, more feminine contour. A refined nose job complemented these changes, ensuring the features aligned harmoniously. To obscure the renowned whiskered scars that marked Naruto's cheeks, skin grafts from the woman were precisely applied, merging indistinguishably with his new facade.
But the alteration ventured beyond the superficial. The doctor, with a precision born of years in the shadows of his profession, set about transforming Naruto's body with an audacity that bordered on artistry. Utilizing the body of a deceased woman as a grim template, the first audacious step involved the transplantation of her breasts onto Naruto's chest. This procedure was not about mere aesthetic enhancement; it entailed the grafting of actual flesh and tissue, meticulously preserved, onto Naruto. The addition of these generous D-cup-sized breasts to Naruto's naturally slender frame was nothing short of surreal, endowing him with a remarkably feminine silhouette that was as strikingly natural in appearance as it was unconventional in its conception.
The integration of the transplanted tissue was a painstaking process. The doctor employed a novel technique, meticulously ensuring that the blood vessels and nerves were seamlessly connected, allowing for not just the physical form, but the physiological functionality.
In synchrony with the new breasts, the doctor continued, sculpting and refining Naruto's physique with a combination of surgical precision and an astute understanding of the human anatomy, the doctor took extra care in the buttocks augmentation, ensuring that the added volume was proportional and symmetrical, giving Naruto a natural yet distinctly feminine figure from every angle. The meticulous introduction of fat grafts into strategic areas around the hips and thighs further emphasized a womanly hourglass shape, transitioning smoothly from the smaller waist.
As the silhouette of Naruto's body gradually assumed its new, more feminine form, there was a palpable sense of artistry in the surgeon's methodical approach. The careful modulation of Naruto's physique was not just a demonstration of medical and anatomical expertise; it was a deep and respectful nod to the unique beauty that comes with femininity. Each adjustment, each refinement, was a step towards crafting not just a body, but a new identity.
At the operation's pinnacle, a surge of ambition clashed with the peril of uncharted medical territory. the doctor embarked on one of the most groundbreaking procedures of his career. The focus of this transformative operation was the reconfiguration of Naruto's genitalia into a functional vagina, a procedure that not only challenged the limits of current medical practice but also carried significant implications for Naruto's identity and future.
What made this surgery particularly audacious was the transplantation of a deceased woman's uterus and womb into Naruto. This wasn't just a cosmetic alteration but a full-scale conversion of bodily function, allowing Naruto the potential to bear children in the future. Such a procedure was at the forefront of medical science, pushing against the very fabric of ethical standards and raising questions about identity, consent, and the consequences of altering the human body so fundamentally.
As he transplanted the uterus and womb into Naruto, ensuring compatibility and functionality were his primary concerns. The complexity of integrating these organs into Naruto's body was immense, requiring precise adjustments and a deep understanding of human anatomy to ensure that the organs would not only fit but function as intended.
Post-surgery, Naruto was tenderly connected to an IV drip, a lifeline ensuring his body received essential fluids and medications conducive to recovery. The doctor then dedicated time to meticulously cleanse Naruto, eradicating any remnants of the extensive procedures. Subsequently, Naruto was relocated to a recovery room, a sanctuary facilitating undisturbed rest.
"I must insist you go home and rest," the doctor advised gently, motioning towards the resting form of Naruto, "I assure you, she is in the safest hands. This ensuing week is crucial for us to enact any final adjustments and to meticulously address potential complications from the surgery. It's a monumental step, yet she'll necessitate ample time for healing and to acclimatize to her new body thoroughly. Our vigilance will guarantee her transition is as seamless as possible," the doctor elucidated his tone a fusion of professionalism and empathy towards Naruto's newly established identity.
He paused before adding, "Given the nature of the surgery, it's also important to prepare for the changes in her body's functions. She will start experiencing menstrual cycles in a few months, once her body has fully adapted to the uterus transplant. It's crucial to understand this aspect of her new life and provide her with the necessary support and care."
Natsu, her features shadowed by a mix of emotions, could only nod in understanding. The gravity of the doctor's words sunk in, reminding her of the irreversible path she had embarked upon.
Without another word, she left. Doubts crept into her mind, a storm of regret brewing within. In the stillness of the night, as she walked away from the dimly lit clinic, the weight of her actions pressed heavily on her shoulders. She could no longer ignore the gnawing guilt that threatened to consume her from the inside out. It became clearer with each step that her quest for vindication had spiraled into something monstrously unrecognizable, unleashing all her pent-up rage on an innocent person, someone who was already suffering. Somehow, she had become a monster far worse than her old tormentors.
Turning a corner, Natsu paused, her gaze lost to the darkness. The cool night breeze seemed to whisper admonitions, echoing her internal turmoil. She understood then that the path she had forced upon Naruto was not just irreversible in its physical alterations but devastatingly cruel in its negation of his identity. The realization that she had willingly inflicted such profound harm on another human being, made her stomach churn with disgust.
Natsu wracked with guilt, resolved to atone for her actions. It was a long road ahead, one that would potentially never bring Naruto back to who he once was, but she vowed to do whatever it took to support him through his new life.