"Mmm…<3 Damn I need another one of those." Sakura flagged the bartender down. Who had his nose in his phone again. A shield from a situation he didn't know how to handle.
"Give me another bottle." She slipped him another bill. For some reason her wallet felt thin.
This time, he didn't argue. And he scrambled deep inside the storage locker for the third and final bottle. Sakura snapped its bottom off with ease and downed half its contents. She handed it back to him while wiping her mouth.
"Okay, you know the drill. Top me up."
The bartender looked at the money she'd given him. Not quite as much as before.
"You, uh, gotta pay for the cocktail."
Sakura blinked. "Huh? Oh! Right, gotcha." She reached for her empty wallet. "…Shit. I'm out."
The bartender looked apologetic. "Sorry, I can't help you if you can't pay."
"Hmm." Sakura pursed her lips in thought. Inhibitions dashed to dust, nothing was off the table now. He tried not to notice how pink and glossy and soft they looked. "How about I pay a different way then."
The bartender froze solid. He tried to say something. No? It'd be inappropriate? Yes? Please god yes he hadn't felt a woman's touch in years? None of that came out. Desperate balles was all he could manage.
Sakura, now well and truly semen-drunk, assumed the position. Chin on her hand, she tapped her tarted-up lips and parted them. Making sure to work up a good bit of spit first. To make her mouth look extra wet and slippery.
"Don't be scared. Not many civilians have had a kunoichi to suck their dicks. Imagine the bragging rights you'll have."
The bartender couldn't unbuckle his belt fast enough. Too desperate to even get his pants all the way off. They hung around his knees as he climbed onto the money and liquid spattered bar.
"Be as rough as you like, stud. I'm a big girl. Just don't spill my drink."
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"I think it worked." Naruto observed. Kneading the fistful of tit to his right.
"I told ya. Like a charm." She kissed her husband's cheek. All while her puppet-bra-hand guided him to squeeze and bounce and wobble her blue ribbon watermelon breast juuuust the way she liked.
"So, are you ready now?" He prodded with a pinch to her nipple. Hinata moaned into her kiss, you could almost see the hearts in her eyes.
"Not… Not yet, stud. I still need to test them."
"Tease." He growled into her ear. "First you make me empty it all. Then you give me a blowjob and a handjob? When are we gonna finally do it?"
"Soon, baby. Soon. This is the last thing I need to do."
Hinata slipped her husband's embrace. He let her go only reluctantly. Hinata cleared her throat and addressed the harem. She clapped her hands twice.
"Attention all bitches! Listen up!"
That got the blonde's attention. The Twins turned their heads in perfect sync. Ino barely lifted her face from its cradle between Nori's (or was that Naruko's) bosoms. A trickle of milk marked her slender chin. Tsunade had to crane her face over Ino's thighs. Clamped as they were around her head. She'd been snacking on the much younger woman's lightly fuzzy peach. Ino liked to laser her bush off.
Hinata told them her plan. "I'm taking those studs out there for a test drive. You four keep Naruto nice and fluffed for me."
"Hey… wait… did she say four?" Ino mumbled to one of the twins.
Hinata winked. "Damn right I did. You're one of us now, blondie."
Ino took in the acres of pregnant tomboy cushioning her whole body. And the equally gravid cougar currently in the process of munching her muff into cherry jelly. And then at last the monstrous appendage inside her new master's pants.
"Eh… I guess one round can't hurt. Just don't tell my husband."
"Good girl." The twins cooed in one voice and patted her head.
Hinata left Naruto to his harem. Scooting around the table and out onto the dancefloor, she approached the knot of dancers. The gender ratio was badly skewed 3::1. Three men to every one woman. Hinata scanned and counted the lonely, hunched figures shuffling about. Nursing their erections. Twenty-four unwetted cocks. Hard and swollen extra-large. Desperate to pump their thickened semen on a woman. Any woman.
But today was their lucky day. She wasn't just any woman.
Hinata didn't taunt them or tease them. She didn't need to. All she had to do was shuck her coat and unbutton her denim shorts. They slid off her fat ass and along her long legs. She kicked them off onto her discarded coat. Her overengineered hand-bra went next. And without its support, her epic tits PLAPPED heavily onto her bred belly.
That sound got their attention. One of the bestial would-be studs shuffled at her. Hinata launched herself forward and down. Tackled him to the floor while she wrestled his belt and pants open. A pulse of chakra activated her byakugan. She would need to see everything for this.
The first stud's average penis posed hardly a challenge for her. Within seconds her nose was buried in coarse black pubes. And her tongue was polishing a nicely fat set of balls. Appreciative groans resounded in the crowd. And she heard two dozen flies unzip.
Eyes still on the prize, she snapped out with the belt and snapped one ambitious stud around the neck. Well and truly leashed, she dragged his face into her dark pink gash. Shocked by her taste, his cock throbbed at its denial. Yet that fuelled his desperate laps inside her pink kitty.
Semen shot down her throat. The first stud fell slack. Hinata pulled her mouth off with a loud and wet gwark! And shoved stud number twenty-four out of the way. The man licking her cunt gasped for air and slapped her hip. He was tapping out. Hinata just laughed and scissored her thighs tight 'round his cranium.
One down, twenty-three to go.
They held that position while the other studs approached. Coalesced zombielike around the pair. Hinata watched them all and strategized. On all fours while stud number twenty-three ate her out for dear life.
Hinata just as she teetered on the edge of a pussy-pop. She let twenty-three up to breathe. Then she rolled over, vulnerable on her back and propped up on one elbow. She spread her pregnant pussy and invited him inside. No red-blooded male could refuse.
Twenty-three howled and plunged inside her. Leashed and controlled by her expert tugs upon his neck, he railed her darkened and plush muff. Hands lost in their instinctual groping of her massive chest pillows. He only managed fifteen thrusts or so before he burst all over her cervix. She forced him to thrust three more torturous times. As punishment for nutting too soon. She deposited him on top of stud twenty-four.
Twenty-two and Twenty-one took her on together. Or at least they tried to. She backflipped away from their synchronized pounce. Landed on all fours and shoved both men onto their backs. Rising, she positioned them with an iron grip on an ankle each. Forced them to scissor their legs together. Until they broke the bro code and their balls touched.
Their dicks were quite nice. One was just a little bit shorter and thicker than the other. While its longer rival stood up a hair curved. The two men tried to scramble out of the humiliating position. But Hinata dropped onto them both. She rode both men at the same time.
The thicker one stretched her clean and lubed asshole just the way she liked. And the curve of the front one tickled her g-spot nicely. Hinata gathered up her bust in one arm (barely) and her belly in the other. Then she began to bounce.
Balanced on her heels weightless as a pro stripper. She bobbed her massive midsection on their hard bars. Belly battering Twenty-two while Twenty-one got to experience her plush heart of an ass recoil off his abs.
Neither man lasted very long, Hinata squeezed their cum out with the hundreds of pounds of woman she was. Two more cumshots for her tally. Hinata extricated herself and rubbed her sore-ish back as she stood up again. Stupid pregnant belly. Semen dribbling down her thighs. She rolled them onto the pile with her stilettos.
Almost penned in by boner zombies now. Hinata dove for freedom and rolled between their spread legs. She seized a straggler and threw him bodily against the railing in the center. This would be stud number twenty. Fly open and teeth gritted, he tried to fight back. To seize her tits and pacify her with hard sucks to her nipples. But that just lit her up hotter.
Hinata planted one foot on the railing, seized his nasty nine inches and guided it inside her sloppy cunt. She squat-fucked him in a pose reminiscent of a yoga instructor right there. All while he struggled to coax milk from her. He got what he wanted. And Hinata's first orgasm hit her whole body like a dip in a honey-filled hot tub. And she coated his tongue with vanilla-flavored cream.
To his credit, Twenty lasted longer than the first three. But then Nineteen barged in. Gripped her cheeks with lumberjack hands and spread them. Before Hinata could ward him off, he was six inches up her ass.
Hinata fought the backdoor pressure hard. Struggled to keep the pace on twenty's dick. Thankfully, the sheer inertia of her made Nineteen's intrusion a fleeting inconvenience. Once she'd reached back and meaningfully gripped the back of his head, she'd gotten his attention. Her threateningly active dojutsu was just enough to cow the bastard.
But bastard or not, he had a nice, thick penis. And it got deliciously deep up in her guts. They also had more stamina than the first group. Hinata had to really engage her core and milk these naughty boys. Kind of hard with two big babies in the way, but she managed.
Two more cumshots finished both men. She caught twenty and gently laid him out. Nineteen, she just shoved out with a bump of her butt. He hit the tiles pretty hard.
But now the horde was catching up with her. Before she could so much as catch her breath. Seven more studs surged at her. Together they bore her to the floor under a mass of sweaty muscle, full balls, and big hard cocks. They invaded her all over. One in her pink, one in her stink. Two fought for dominance for her mouth. She quickly cut that short by catching one and stroking it off. A fifth claimed her other hand.
Thoroughly full in every conventional hole, the next two studs got creative. Rigid pricks slipped under her tits from behind. The sheer weight of her tits crushed them against her gravid tummy. Soft above and taut below, but everywhere slippery.