Hands in her pockets and chest thrust out, Hinata followed them like a bad habit. Sucking her candy as she terrorized Konoha's innocent populace with her titanic chest missiles. So massive that most of them didn't even realize she was pregnant. Which was quite a feat, seeing how her belly was totally naked.
"What do we do?" Sakura asked her friend.
"About what?" Ino asked.
"About Hinata." Sakura jerked her thumb behind them. At Hinata.
"…Get illegally massive boob jobs and dress like her?" Ino suggested.
Sakura stared at her in horror.
"Joking! I'm joking." Ino reassured her.
Sakura didn't feel very reassured. She was starting to think her friend liked Hinata's new look or something. As you can probably guess, Sakura wasn't exactly the quickest judge of character.
"Hey! Sakura! Ino! Over here!" A strident voice called out. Slightly gravelly but bright enough to light up a room.
The girls knew Naruto's voice anywhere. And it carried unnaturally far over the scattered pedestrian chatter. They saw a familiar hand wave over the top of the citzenry's heads. Just the hand though, not the rest of him. Ino and Sakura approached him, hopeful that he could explain the part he'd played in corrupting their best friend.
But any questions or reprimands they might hand had died when they saw him. A towering monument of primal masculine power. Trademark jumpsuit replaced with a seemingly identical set of shirt and pants. But with the shirt hanging unzipped over his bare chest. Pants appeared weirdly baggy, as if they'd been retailored to contain a slab of flesh truly massive.
Ino and Sakura felt their nerves dance tight. Something about his manner, powerful but gracile like a predator. It conjured conflicting primal urges in them. One to run, and the other to come closer.
"…Naruto?" Sakura whispered, in awe.
"Holy shit he's hot." Ino nudged her friend. "Pinch me I think I'm dreaming."
"Baby!"
Hinata darn near bowled her friends over as she almost literally bounced into her husband's strong arms. Mega-tits bulged every which way as she crushed them to his muscle armored chest. Red lipstick kisses hailed his face. He picked her up around the waist and all but spun her around. Nevermind the massive weights she carried or her titanium reinforced heels. Which gave her quite a few inches of height on him. She might as well have been a stuffed animal.
Ino struggled to comprehend what she was seeing. Until—
"…Ow! What was that for?" She rubbed her bum.
"You pinched me there. Fair is fair." Sakura stuck out her tongue.
Ino pouted. "Seriously? You're doing this now? While that hunk of man is right in front of us?"
"Well excuse me if I'm coping with the fact that the man I rejected's grew up into a massive stud." Sakura whispered huffily. "I'm feeling some heavy buyer's remorse here."
Ino opened her mouth, then closed it. "…You know what? Fair enough. You're still a tease though."
While they chatted, a crowd had begun to gather. Seeing their reclusive savior suck face with his colossally busty girlfriend… Well, it wasn't exactly a rare sight. But damn if it wasn't something people didn't want to miss.
So imagine their surprise when Konoha's resident super bimbo started groping her man's crotch. Right there in the middle of the street. While she leaned in and nibbled his earlobe.
"Damn, you feel all backed up again." Hinata whispered.
"Yeah, they refilled even faster today."
Hinata walked her nails along the lengthy, girthy bulge snaked down his left pants leg.
"…You didn't take the little blue pills again, did you?"
He played innocent. "Hmm, maybe one or two."
"Be honest." Hinata pinched his fat hog. Her sharp nails made him gasp.
"…Okay, maybe, three or four?"
Hinata stuck out her lower lip. "What am I gonna do with you?"
He pretended to think about it. "Hmm. Maybe you could get down low and suck my dick?"
Hinata blinked twice. She looked around and took in the gathering circle of onlookers. Then asked him flatly. "Right here and right now."
"Yup." His cocky smirk didn't waver.
"…You're a fucking genius."
Hinata slithered down his barrel chest. Smoother than a naked snake dancer. Her face obscured his groin. Clothes rustled as a zipper ground open. The crowd all groaned as one and covered their eyes… And all peaked between their fingers.
"Eyes front, bitches!" Hinata addressed her audience. "This is how you keep your man loyal. Mmmmwwwwaaahhhh…"
Ino and Sakura's jaws dropped.
"Holy shit, tell me she's not going to…" Sakura began.
"Oh, hell yes she is." Ino giggled behind her hand.
Meaty smacks drifted on the summer breeze. Caused by something long, heavy and thick slapping Hinata's cheeks. Several onlookers gasped and whispered things like 'good god hes huge' or 'how does that thing fit in her?', things like that. Ino craned her head to see the organic object of their awe. But Hinata's shiny sapphire mop blocked her vision.
Hinata's head moved in circles. Balanced on her stilettos in a wide-kneed stripper squat. Nasty slurps and wet smooches replaced the sounds of cockslaps.
"Holy shit she's really gonna do it…" Sakura breathed.
"Fuck yes. Go bitch go!" Ino cheered her on.
Sakura facepalmed. "Where are the cops when you need them? Oh, right. They're all dead. God we are such morons."
"Gulk... Aaahhhkkk..."
Hinata swallowed the unseen beef anaconda. Smooth as a cobra's strike she leaned back and then dove in again. Her throat let out the nastiest gurgle either married woman had ever heard.
"Okay what the hell is that noise?" Sakura was almost afraid to ask.
Ino stroked her chin sagely. "…I think that's the sound a human throat makes when it swallows an apple made of meat. Yep, sounds about right."
"Well I think I'm gonna be sick." Sakura put a hand on her stomach and groaned.
"Lightweight." Ino shook her head.
"Ooohglick... gluck gluck gluck..."
Loud lewd and viscerally sexual, tears welled in Hinata's eyes. Even as they fluttered up at her tormentor. Smitten as any fair maiden. Skilled hands pulled down his pants; then massaged and scraped his massive nutsack. Milked those spunk tanks like oversized turkey basters.
Sakura covered her mouth with both hands. "Oh, my god. How?"
"She's had lots of practice, Sakura." Naruto answered her. So casually you'd think he wasn't twelve inches down his wife's throat.
"Gulpmmm!"
Hinata swallowed and moaned, she gripped his thighs and squeezed her bulging throat. Internal muscles choked his fat log like an all-natural cock ring. Rhythmic sucks followed her constriction. Short bounces which made her lustrous hair bob all shiny under the laser lights.
"Now you girls watch her closely. There's a real art to blowjobs and Hinata's the best teacher you—" A slimy gurgle in his balls cut off his sentence. He let out another guttural sex growl. One big hand seized the back of Hinata's head and pushed her all the way down. Those last two damning inches. Until his coarse pubes tickled her nose.
"Oh, you'd better believe I'm watching." Ino giggled.
"Ino! You're married." Sakura reprimanded her.
"What? Don't be such a square. I can look at the menu all I like. I just can't order." Ino put her hands on her hips.
"GULK! Gack... Gulp... Mmmm…" Hinata gagged wetly and whined into his shaft.
"Fuck… Here it comes… You're gonna— Grr… Love this you two…"
Sakura stared at her teammate's titantic testicles. Watched them pull tight as the gurgling grew louder. Higher in his leathery smooth sack. Hinata mashed his nuts the rest of the way up. Hard against his undercarriage.
Nut gruel came in an invisible deluge. Thick slime glurched down her throat. Sound alone communicated its absurd potency. Sakura tried to be disgusted. By the excess of it. Its volume and hint of brothel-stink. But some submissive feminine part of her lizard brain lit up bright. And it was all she could do not to drool.
"Sllluuuhkulllp... Mlp... Mllup..."
Bit by bit, Hinata swallowed. Worked her throat like an anaconda's abdomen. Sakura had counted a fifteen-second orgasm. One which sounded like it pumped out a ton of sperm. But not a single drop escaped those ruby lips.
Finally, the veins stopped bulging. Naruto's powerful frame relaxed. Hinata began to work her husband's massive slab out of her throat. She had to brace both hands on his abs and really push. He moved one large palm to help her, but she slapped it away. She wanted to struggle with it.
Sakura bore witness to the emergence of a truly mutated dong. Inch by gagging choked inch extracted into the naked air. Angrily vein-choked and reddened by excessive blood flow. Wrist-thick already at the base, the thinnest portion of the brutish club. Each successive inch beyond that was just a little bit thicker. A little bit veinier and a little bit shiner. Decorated by bubbles of Hyuuga-flavored throat slime.
"Oh, god." Sakura whined. "Naruto, when did you get so… so huge…"
"So thick… So strong…" Ino whined. Unconscious of how she pinched her own erect nipples. So hard they stuck out visible through her top.
"It's been a couple months, Sakura-chan." He flashed her those pearly whites, accented by long and pointed canines now. His devilish aura hit her hard. Warmth rose in her heated core. Between her sleek thighs. She rubbed them together to quell the lust but they had already begun to swell. Expand with a desire she'd run from for her entire life.
Sakura-chan… why did that sound so right coming from him? She'd used to hate it. It was like their dynamic was doing a handstand. Instead of chasing after her. He was coaxing her to come to him. And it was working.
Hinata let out a long and choked gag. Her nails scraped her husband's skin as her grip zenithed. The thickest portion of his penis emerged at last. Stretched her lips like a latex o-ring.
"Glup... Slup... Guuulllwwwaaagh--"
Pop!
Finally, at long last, Hinata got his purplish mushroom past her lips. Now free at long, long last, Naruto's monster cock bobbed over her head. Cast a long and dark shadow. Tapered just a little at the end to ease penetration. Lazy and leaden, it sagged in a shallow semicircle, to rest its apple-sized head and orange-thick upper shaft upon the table.
"Haah... Haah... Haah... Holy shit this thing's big." Hinata whined and nuzzled the underside of her man's ludicrous log. Idly she noticed Sakura staring at her."Hey girl, what's up?" She waved. The greeting was too casual. Low and scratchy from the mammoth dick which had just stretched her neck.
"I… I… Eep…" Sakura struggled to compose herself. "Hinata, how the fuck did you just do that?"
"Do what?" Hinata played innocent. So much so she smooched the epic cum vein balanced on her nose.
"That. A… a p-penis that big should've torn your throat up. This isn't biologically possible." Sakura rounded on Naruto. "And you! How the fuck are you not unconscious? The human body doesn't have enough blood to support an…" She swallowed the word 'cock'. "Appendage that big."
Hinata and Naruto looked knowingly at each other.
"You're right, she is cute when she's flustered." Hinata observed.
"I could've told you that." Ino interjected.
Hinata worked Naruto's colossal genitals back into their home. Kevlar reinforced orange pants sealed up all that dangerously potent flesh safe and sound. For now. Muted by the sheer obscenity of the display, the crowd began to disperse. Most huffed and puffed about how indecent the show had been. Even though they'd stuck around for the whole thing.
Once her man was decent again. Hinata rose and clung to his arm. White eyes locked onto her prey.
"So, what do you girls say? Wanna join us at the club tonight?" Naruto asked them, smug as ever.
Sakura tried to say 'No fucking way.' But Ino covered her mouth and spoke for both of them.
"We'll be there!" She said, eager.
Naruto's grin turned predatory. Hinata mirrored the smile.
"The club's named puLse. It's in the Uchiha district. Don't worry about the cost, we're paying for the drinks." Hinata said.
Naruto swept her away before either girl could answer. Down the middle of the dirt road, one strong hand on Hinata ass. While she strutted with both hands in her coat pockets. Like a cigarette she worked her lollipop back and forth. Zeppelin boobs bouncing with every step. The two friends watched them go.
Sakura shot Ino a look that said. What the hell?
"Now before I take this hand away, let me say one thing." Ino began.
Sakura tried get rid of her friend's hand away by licking her palm. All that did was turn her on. Crap.
"You want him just as much as I do." Ino whispered the truth in her ear. Sakura blushed and looked away. That was when Ino removed her hand.
They were silent for a while. Together in the middle of that empty street. Departed from by the ashamed crowds.
"Hey, Ino. Do you suddenly feel like you've been sucked into a bad porno?" Sakura shattered the quiet.
No response.
"Ino?"
Ino was stuck watching Hinata go. Biting her lip as she remembered that fit preggo-butt's tight wiggle.
"Ino!"
"She's got a great ass." Her friend whispered to herself. "The things I could do with that…" Then she noticed Sakura. "Uh, not as nice as yours though."
Sakura facepalmed hard. "Perverts. I'm surrounded by perverts."