On the same day, Naruto woke up early and feeling grumpy because he didn't get enough sleep. There was something on his mind that was making him grumble as he lay in bed.
"Ugh, how did Kakashi sensei find out about this? Is it true that I have an armpit fetish?" Naruto said.
As he tried to go back to sleep, he recalled Kakashi's words—suggesting that if something was bothering him, he should ask Jiraiya about it directly.
He groaned, staring up at the ceiling.
"Gah… I feel so weird having this fetish, but I can't help it," he muttered, running a hand through his hair.
The thought lingered in his mind, refusing to fade. Frustrated, he suddenly bolted upright.
"That's it! I need answers!"
Without a second thought, he jumped out of bed, hastily throwing on his jacket. He didn't even bother washing his face or brushing his teeth.
A few moments later, Naruto had been wandering around the village aimlessly. As he looked at the girls around him, he saw a beautiful woman serving customers in front of a restaurant, wearing a red sleeveless Chinese dress.
He stared at her for a while, and his fantasies kicked in again. He pictured Sakura in the same Chinese dress, with her arms behind her head, exposing her sweaty armpits to him and teasing him seductively.
"What do you think of my new Chinese dress? Do you love it? I wore it just for you. Come here,
Naruto froze as his heart raced and he became aroused. He couldn't hold back any longer and shouted "I'm gonna lick all of your armpits, sweat and all, Sakura-chan!"
Sakura smirked as she caught on to Naruto's thoughts and said, "That's what I like to hear. Come and get them, Naruto-kun."
"Here I come, Sakura-chan!" Naruto shouted loudly,
Naruto's loud voice drawed the attention of everyone around him as they stared at him weirdly.
Feeling embarrassed, Naruto blushed madly and ran towards the hot springs, shouting in his mind, "Ugh...you better be there, pervy sage."
Naruto rushed into the hot springs, heading straight in search of Jiraiya.
He wandered around for nearly thirty minutes before finally spotting a familiar figure—a large old man with long, spiky white hair perched on top of a ladder.
Naruto grinned. I knew it!
"Aha! There you are! I always knew you'd be here!" he shouted.
Jiraiya flinched at the sudden voice, his eyes widening in panic.
"H-Huh?! Naruto?! What are you doing he—EH—WAAAAAH!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he lost his balance and tumbled off the ladder, crashing to the ground with a loud thud.
Naruto winced. "Oof... that looked like it hurt. You okay, Pervy Sage?"
Jiraiya groaned, rubbing his back as he glared up at the blond. "For the love of all things holy, could you not yell like that?! You almost got me caught, you idiot!"
Naruto chuckled, scratching his cheek. "Heh, my bad… but seriously, I need to talk to you about something important!"
"Ugh...okay, what just happened? Does Tsunade want to have a date with me?" Jiraiya asked as he get up.
"Nah, not in a million years! I just.. need to discuss something with you," Naruto said nervously, shy about what he was going to mention.
Jiraiya noticed how uneasy Naruto looked and smirked. Sensing an opportunity to tease him, he crossed his arms and said, "Hmm… let me guess. This is about that girl, Sakura, isn't it?"
Naruto scratched his head, looking even more flustered. "Well… kinda. But I don't really know how to put it into words."
Jiraiya chuckled. "Just spit it out. I'll try to make sense of whatever nonsense is bouncing around in that head of yours."
Naruto let out a deep sigh, gathering his thoughts. "Okay… but first of all, I don't know why or how, but… I keep finding myself staring at women's armpits. And every time I see them, I get completely distracted. It's so weird, but I can't help it."
"Well, well… it looks like my beloved student has an armpit fetish. I've got good news and bad news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?" Jiraiya asked, smirking.
Naruto blinked. "Wait… are you saying I actually have it?? Uh… alright, let's start with the bad news. What is it?"
Jiraiya chuckled.
"The bad news is, it's a pretty rare fetish—kinda weird too, if you ask me. Not many guys have it, and most women aren't exactly thrilled about it. And on top of that… you're in for some serious trouble. Tsunade just enforced a sleeveless top rule."
"So this fetish will make me look weird to girls? Ugh… Of all the fetishes, why did it have to be armpits?" Naruto groaned, slumping his shoulders in frustration.
"Logically speaking, yeah," Jiraiya said with a smirk. "But don't forget—I still haven't told you the good news."
Naruto crossed his arms, clearly impatient. "Good news? What kind of good news could there possibly be when every girl is gonna look at me like I'm some kind of freak?!"
Jiraiya grinned and gave Naruto a thumbs-up. "The good news is… you're not alone. You're actually lucky, kid—because I happen to be into armpits too."
Naruto's jaw dropped. "W-Wait, what?!"
He felt both confused and oddly relieved to know he wasn't alone. "What's so good about that? I mean... I guess we do have something in common after all..."
Jiraiya grinned. "Exactly! The art of appreciating a fine armpit is something only a true connoisseur can understand!"
Naruto groaned and ran a hand through his hair. "But there's no way anyone can find out about this! I'd be dead if Sakura ever knew!"
Jiraiya raised an eyebrow, amused. "Hmm... are you fantasizing about her armpits right now?"
Naruto's face turned red. "N-no, I'm not!"
"Hmm, really?" Jiraiya smirked, clearly enjoying Naruto's embarrassment.
Naruto quickly changed the subject. "Actually, I was wondering how you even got this fetish. It's weird—I've never heard you talk about it before. As for me… I think it started because of Sakura."
Jiraiya's smirk widened. "Ooooh, Sakura, huh? No wonder. She really reminds me of a young Tsunade. I mean, the shape of her armpits... Heheheheh..." He stroked his chin and smiled nostalgically.
"Uhhh... so, what about you?" Naruto asked hesitantly.
Jiraiya smirked. "Well, of course, it was because of Tsunade. Who else?"
Naruto's eyes widened in shock. "Wait—Granny Tsunade?!"
The moment Jiraiya said her name, an image of Tsunade in her usual white sleeveless outfit popped into Naruto's mind. He imagined her raising her arms in a slow, sensual motion, striking a confident pose. His thoughts zoomed in on her toned, sweaty armpits glistening under the light.
Before he even realized it, a goofy, perverted smile crept onto his face.
"Oh my god, oh my god… just imagining her makes me wanna lick her armpit already… uffff," Naruto said, his eyes glazing over as he looked at Jiraiya.
Jiraiya chuckled. "Jeez, and you're telling me you've never fantasized about her like this before?"
Naruto snapped out of his daze and groaned. "Ugh! I used to only think about her monster boobs before this armpit fetish thing kicked in! But now—ufff! Anyway, tell me more about your first 'armpit' moment with her, Pervy Sage!"
Seeing Naruto's excitement, Jiraiya took a deep breath and smiled. "Hmm… hmm… hmmm… Alright, listen up. A long time ago, we were in a fierce battle against Hanzo the Salamander, the leader of Amegakure."
Naruto leaned in eagerly. "And then? And then? And then?"
Jiraiya smirked at Naruto's impatience before continuing. "That fight was brutal. Hanzo's salamander had a deadly poison that could melt anything. Tsunade tried to land a punch on him, but she got hit instead and was sent flying. The poison burned through part of her sleeve, and she ended up sprawled on the ground right in front of me… with one arm raised…"
Jiraiya's expression turned dreamy as he recalled the moment. "And there they were… her ufff—sexy, sweaty, meaty, smooth, white, muscly armpits, fully exposed! Back then, her muscles weren't as big as they are now, so she had fewer armpit creases, but damn… what a sight."
His eyes sparkled with excitement as he relived the memory, while Naruto listened with a mix of fascination.
Jiraiya's eyes gleamed as he recalled the memory.
"My eyes were completely glued to them. At that moment, I realized—there's another part of her body just as hot as her chest! I never expected it, but damn… the sight of her sexy armpits was burned into my mind. And the way she used to casually rest her hands behind her head? Ugh, I couldn't resist! Fufufu… I REALLY WANTED TO LICK THEM!!!"
He flicked his tongue playfully, grinning like a pervert.
Naruto, both intrigued and disturbed, hesitated before asking, "G-Gosh… W-Wow… Really?! But, uh… have you ever, like… had the chance to actually touch them?"
Jiraiya sighed deeply, his expression a mix of frustration and longing. A faint blush even crept onto his face.
"Hmmm… maybe, yes? But actually… no. You have no idea how badly I wanted to sniff them, lick them, tickle them…" He trailed off, his eyes glazing over. "I've had so many fantasies about… doing an armpit job with her. I'd give anything to make it happen. Heheheheheh."
Naruto blinked, completely lost. "Uhhh… what's an armpit job?"
Jiraiya leaned forward and smirked. "Alright, sit down, Naruto. I'll teach you about the four main aspects of the armpit fetish: tickling, sniffing, licking… and the final stage—the armpit job."
Naruto's eyes sparkled with excitement as he eagerly sat across from Jiraiya. "WAAAAAAA! Please start now, Jiraiya-sensei!"
Jiraiya blinked in surprise. "Huh… 'Jiraiya-sensei,' huh?"
He chuckled, shaking his head. He had never seen Naruto this enthusiastic before—it was almost alarming how desperate he was to learn about this.
Clearing his throat, Jiraiya began his lesson.
"Alright, listen closely, Naruto. The most popular thing to do is licking the sweat from a girl's armpits, but that usually comes third. Second, you start with sniffing—taking in the natural scent. If it's strong enough, it hits you like a genjutsu. Then comes licking, savoring the taste…"
"I should mention that the Inuzuka clan are very fortunate because they have heightened senses and can sniff armpits from miles away."
Naruto nodded attentively, hanging onto every word. Then, he grumbled under his breath, "Damn… Kiba's so lucky. He's got Hinata and Kurenai sensei on his team… I wonder what their armpits smell like…"
As his mind wandered, Naruto suddenly pictured himself with his shadow clone, both happily licking Sakura's sweaty armpits up and down. In his imagination, Sakura looked horrified and disgusted—but too exhausted to resist.
"Ufff, yes, yes, yes…!! Licking Sakura's armpits would be one of my life goals!" Naruto blurted out excitedly.
Jiraiya's eye twitched. "Urgh, you damn idiot! Can you stop shouting in a place like this?! People over there might hear the stupid things you're saying!"
Naruto scratched the back of his head with a sheepish grin. "Ehehehe…"
Jiraiya let out a deep sigh. "Ugh, whatever. Let's get back to the topic."
Straightening up, he continued, "The first one is tickling. You already know what that means, right? Personally, I'd use it as a teasing method… or maybe even an interrogation technique if I ever captured an enemy kunoichi."
Jiraiya wiggled his fingers in the air, smirking. "Not only does it drive them crazy, but it also makes them sweat… which only makes the experience better, bweheheheheh…"
"Oh yeah, awesome! I could use this to make her armpits sweat even more! Oh, and uhhh... what about an armpit job?"
Jiraiya smirked and replied,
"Heh... that's the ultimate move for anyone with an armpit fetish. It's when you rub your 'thing' against Sakura's armpits. Or, if you're feeling creative, you can slide it between them while she keeps her arms down, squeezing you nice and tight until you burst. That's the peak experience for true armpit lovers! You have no idea how many times I've dreamed of doing it with Tsunade..."
Jiraiya then imagined himself cumming hard all over Tsunade's armpits with his penis still squeezed under her armpit, with tsunade looking irritated.
He leaned in closer, lowering his voice.
"And don't forget—use the pit that hasn't been licked yet. That way, you can use her sweat as lube. Makes it feel even hotter, don't you think... mfff."
Naruto's eyes widened. His breathing grew heavier.
"Oh... my... fucking... god..." he muttered, his mouth hanging open.
Jiraiya's words set Naruto's imagination on fire. He could see it—Sakura, kneeling before him, her soft, sweaty armpits wrapped around his shaft. His hips moved instinctively, sliding back and forth between her slick, warm skin, pre-cum dripping as he lost himself in the moment.
Drool ran down his chin as he snapped back to reality, shouting,
"GUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! That's the hottest thing I've ever imagined! So basically, I can use my dick to wipe away her sweat after a mission or training!? Gweheheheheheh!"
With his imagine getting wild, Naruto grab his bulged penis under his pants and rub it to the fence besides him, as if he imagining rubbing his entire shaft up and down Sakura's sweaty armpits after an entire day of training.
"Ah mmh.. Yeah yeah.. owhh.. MmmhhM.. yeah yeah yeah.. Nghh--" groaned naruto blushly.
But then.. SMACK!
Jiraiya whacked Naruto on the head. "Tch, dream on, idiot. You're never gonna get close to her armpits anyway. A waste of a fantasy if you ask me."
Naruto rubbed his head and shot back, "Oh yeah? Look who's talking! You're the real loser here! You've lived all these years and still haven't gotten to enjoy Granny Tsunade's armpits! What's the difference?"
Jiraiya suddenly fell silent. His smirk disappeared. His expression darkened.
In a low, serious voice, he said,
"Naruto… listen carefully. There's a reason your dream of savoring Sakura's armpits will never come true..."