8.5 Bonus Chapter! Side Story: Choko X Kurenai (Ft / F) [Updated!]

*Seduction, Dubious Consent, Reluctance, Defeated Heroine, Netori, Cumflation, Cheating, Anal, Belly-riding, Implantation*

“I’d heard rumors, but I don’t think anyone suspected the truth of the Aburame clan’s secret jutsu.” Kurenai eyes my engorged member. “That has to be a forbidden technique.”

Of course, I approved Shino’s fake-mission request. My little girl has been doing so well; she’s taken control of Team 8 and already has a bitch in her harem. Why not give her a longer leash? I wonder if she’s going after the Sharingan, or if she’ll return with something more exotic?

I’m still upset Shino-chan got away, though. I’d been looking forward to another session with my stepdaughter since getting her letter. Too bad. I’ll have to settle for a new toy.

The kunoichi in front of me, Yuhi Kurenai, is wearing a white blouse with one red sleeve and a rose-thorn motif, mesh armor underneath concealing her cleavage. She’s slender with a decent bust. Her hair is long, dark, and disheveled, but she wears red lipstick and purple eyeshadow. She’s updated her look to give a more mature impression, though she’s a brand new Jonin.

“Unfortunately, I can’t simply let you leave now.” I kick the door closed behind me.

We both look at the window Shino broke open. Kurenai dashes for it. Oh, this would be so much easier if I could use Pheromone insects!

Instead, I unleash a swarm of parasitic insects to block the window. I leap forward at the same time to intercept Kurenai and sandwich her between myself and the swarm.

“Genjutsu: Flower Petal Escape!”

Kurenai disappears in a blizzard of flower petals that fills the room. After swirling about for a second, they converge and try to smother me. I release an even larger hoard of insects to tear the petals apart, but she’s nowhere to be seen.

I may not be my husband’s equal in combat, but I am an experienced Jonin kunoichi. I have far more chakra and insects than my cute stepdaughter. My insects spread apart to search the room.

“Hiding in Surface Technique!”

Kurenai emerges from the floor to throw a handful of shuriken at me.

“Secret Technique: Insect Wall.”

A barrier forms from the scattered insects to intercept the flying blades. Child’s play. I point and insects converge on her location, “Secret Technique: Insect Sphere.”

Before she’s engulfed in chakra-draining bugs, Kurenai’s body turns misty and disappears.

“Demonic Illusion: Tree Binding Death!”

“Mmm, getting serious, are we?”

A large tree grows from the floor behind me. Its branches grip my arms and legs, pinning me in place. Kurenai rises from the bark of the tree above me with a kunai raised to strike. My insects spring to block the blow. Kurenai stabs at me again and again, tearing through hundreds of insects with each slash, but unable to penetrate. Then the tree begins to melt.

The branches binding me crumble apart and disintegrate. The tree dissolves and Kurenai falls to the floor. She struggles to rise, the chakra draining from her tenketsu until her genjutsu technique fails.

“How?”

“You thought you could defeat the matriarch of one of Konoha’s Four Noble Clans?” Kurenai grimaces as she sees thousands of insects crawling out of the floorboards and onto her body. “In my own home? The insects living in the walls are loyal to the Aburame clan. You lost the moment you crossed the threshold.”

Things would’ve been different if we’d met in the field, but I’m Mistress here.

“Hair Camouflage!”

I’m surprised she still has enough chakra for another jutsu. Kurenai’s hair lengthens to cover her body. I grab Kurenai and throw her on Shino’s bed, then pin her in place with my body. “You’re not getting away.”

“Hair Binding Technique!”

Her hair comes to life and grapples me. The insects pouring from the pores of my skin keep the threads from cutting into me. “Kinky. So, you like bondage, Kurenai-chan? I think something can be arranged.”

The defiance is short-lived. Her dwindling chakra supply can’t hold me in place for more than a minute. When her hair goes limp, I can finally call for assistance without worry. “Imomushi-chan, our guest has calmed.”

I wouldn’t want Kurenai taking a Genin hostage to escape! That’s why I had my assistant wait in the hall. The door opens and one of Shino’s cousins walks in. The girl has Aburame brown hair, dark glasses, and a high-collared coat. A wave of Pheromones washes over us. Kurenai writhes beneath me and rubs her legs together.

Then something twists in the chakra of the Pheromones.

My erection stiffens like iron. Imomushi-chan collapses and starts masturbating in a frenzy of shlicking sounds.

“I’m Konoha’s number one genjutsu user. I can’t avoid being affected, but I can throw it back at the two of you.”

“Hmm, that’s fine.” I shrug. I have plenty of experience resisting the effects of Pheromones. “I think we’ve had a misunderstanding, Kurenai-chan.”

“Huh?”

“I merely meant that I can’t allow you to leave without explaining things from my perspective. It’s not like I’m trying to kill you.” She stops struggling in my grasp. I let Kurenai sit up while Imomushi continues to masturbate.

Motioning at my erect blue insect dick, I say, “This is the Aburame secret technique for acquiring Kekkei Genkai from Konoha’s enemies.”

Kurenai’s eyes widen. “You got Shino-chan placed in Team 8—You’re trying to get the Hyuga bloodline! With that, the Aburame could become Konoha’s top clan in a few generations… No, I won’t let you have Hinata-chan!”

Poor Kurenai-chan. Her sight is set far too low. She has no idea what Shino-chan can accomplish!

“I know this seems extreme, but the Aburame are loyal to Konoha. We’re not looking to ‘assimilate’ the other clans. However, should the Village rely on a single revenge-obsessed teenager to resurrect the Uchiha?”

Kurenai’s shoulders sag. We both know how the loss of the Sharingan-wielding clan dulled our Village’s political teeth.

“We need to keep Konoha strong. By sharing that bloodline, the Aburame can become the new Uchiha!” Fufufu, that’s the least of what’s possible.

“Alright, let’s say I believe you.” A shudder runs through her body, a sign of the Pheromones doing their work. “Why should I keep quiet? Shouldn’t the Hokage and the other clans have a say in how your new jutsu is used?”

This is going exactly as I wanted. “Is that what’s best for Shino-chan? For Hinata-chan?”

“Eh?”

“She’s innocent in all this. You’re worried for Hinata-chan, but has my stepdaughter done anything to threaten your ward’s wellbeing?”

I wield her ward’s future happiness like a knife, seeking her heart.

Kurenai scowls shuriken at me. Oooh, I’m shivering~. “That’s a low blow…” She relaxes another degree. “But, no. Shino-chan has been a gentlewoman, slowly courting Hinata-chan. I wouldn’t be surprised if they already had feelings for one another.”

I nod gently, smiling. “If love blooms on the battlefield and Shino-chan picks up a flower cast aside by the Hyuga, and if that happenstance strengthens the Aburame, then what of it? Wouldn’t you bless their union?”

“…”

I smirk, knowing I’ve scored a point. “It’s a tale as old as the Village. I’ve got some Akimichi blood in me, after all. But, if you tattle to the Hokage on us, the repercussions could be severe. Would you do that to your future daughter-in-law?”

“I’m not Hinata-chan’s mother.”

“…” This time, it’s my turn to hold my tongue while letting my words sink in. We both know the demure, disinherited Hyuga girl sees Kurenai-chan as more of a mother than her own flesh-and-blood parent.

Time to twist the knife.

“What do you owe those old bastards, anyway, that you’d betray your precious students? That you’d ruin Shino-chan’s reputation and chance for happiness?”

“Everything!” Kurenai-chan is quick to answer. Too quick. “I owe them…”

Got her. I put my hand on her thigh, not letting her finish that sentence. Her eyes are dilated, her face is flushed, and I’ve stalled for time. She’s definitely feeling the full effects of the Pheromones now!

“Danzo-kun knows. He supports my research. You can ask him yourself if you doubt me.”

“…”

“You know the other clans will use this ‘forbidden jutsu’ as an excuse to make demands of the Aburame. We’ll be forced to make concessions to them, but it’s all just politics. Nothing of substance will change. You’d rat Shino-chan out for that? They don’t even appreciate you.”

“A-appreciate?”

I lean in and put my other arm around her shoulders. She doesn’t pull away. “You’re a splendid kunoichi. The best genjutsu user in the Village.”

“A backhanded compliment if ever there was one,” Kurenai-chan says with the conviction of a belligerent drunk. Ah, a sore subject. I’ve finally got her going. “Everyone leaves unsaid they’re comparing my techniques to the Uchiha in their heads, and I always come up short. They think the fact I’m the best is a sign of how far the Village has fallen.”

That’s right, girl. Tell Choko-chan all about it. “Surely, you’re at least well paid for your troubles?”

“Tch. Yeah, right. I’m an elite ninja, and you know how much I make in a month?” She throws out a number. It’s low. More than an office worker, sure, but far less than what someone a step below the Hokage in strength might earn as a mercenary. “They say it’s unpatriotic to petition the Council to raise the pay for missions, but have you seen the size of the Council members’ houses? Whatever happened to hazard pay? A Jonin’s life expectancy is measured in years, not decades. And don’t get me started on the price of rent!”

I move my hand higher on her thigh and say, “You could just stay here for free. I can think of a different way to earn your keep.” My insectoid organ pulses obscenely.

“I have a… a boyfriend.” Kurenai’s gaze drifts to my erect member. “Why is it so big?”

Laughing, I reply, “I guess this so-called ‘boyfriend’ doesn’t compare. Kurenai-chan, my thing here is so big to drive girls wild with pleasure. Let me show you.” I lean forward and she falls back onto the bed with me on top. I tear her clothes apart with my bare hands, revealing her breasts and hips wrapped in bandages. She puts up a token resistance, but she’s on the verge of giving in completely. My cock flops atop her abdomen and her eyes bulge when she sees how absurdly deep I could go. “But, first, let me sample your flavor~.”

I lick my lips and pull a kunai. A flick of my wrist slices through the bandages covering her nethers. Her feminine musk wafts into my nostrils and a line of drool runs down my cheek.

“A-are you sure? I doubt I taste very good…”

“Oh? Your ‘boyfriend’ doesn’t do cunnilingus?”

She gets defensive. “He does… Several times a year. And always on my birthday and New Year’s.”

I prod. “It sounds like he doesn’t appreciate you much either. I would’ve thought a seduction-expert kunoichi like you would have a man like him eating from the palm of your hand.”

“We have sex often,” her mouth objects, though her cunt is leaking for me like a faucet. “But you know how exhausting missions can be. He comes back so tired, and I usually end up doing most of the ‘work.’ Asuma-kun is a good man, a caring man. It’s tough with both of us being Jonin and trying to find the time when we’re both home and in the mood.”

Wow, this is just fucking sad!

“Shh,” I shush her, “I’m not asking you to break up with him.” Yet. “If only for tonight, let Choko-chan make it better.”

The hand keeping me at arm’s length falls away. It’s not an invitation, but it’s the next best thing!

I attack her little flower with expert technique. My tongue flickers over her sex, tracing along her vulva, tunnel, and clit. I suck and nibble and tease until she’s thrashing in ecstasy beneath me. Yum!

“Ah-ah-Asuma-kun!”

Kurenai orgasms with a burst of delectable pussy juices squirting onto my tongue. Mmm, I’m ready for more! I get up and straddle her head.

“You said his name instead of mine. How rude. I think your mouth needs a good cleaning.” I pinch her nipple hard and, in her state of heightened arousal, she screams in pleasure.

“Ah!—Oomph!”

I shove myself between her open lips, muffling her voice. A thrust of my hips drives me into the back of her mouth. Kurenai suppresses her gag reflex like a good kunoichi.

“I bet you give him plenty of oral, don’t you Kurenai-chan?”

“Mph, mph!”

“I can tell, because you feel absolutely incredible!” This girl’s lovely lips and throat-pussy are mine now. She won’t be servicing that man ever again~ I plunge deeper, stretching her throat to the limit. I hope she’s trained in holding her breath. “Fuck, you’re amazing Kurenai-chan!”

I ravage her throat with my monster cock, thrusting into her drooling tunnel with abandon. Her nose is running, tears spill from her eyes, and her makeup smears. Her lipstick leaves pretty red rings on my big blue dick. I use her breasts as handholds while face-fucking the kunoichi.

Instead of trying to push me away, Kurenai’s digits clutch at her twat, desperately fingering herself to reach new heights. The Pheromones are driving her wild with pleasure!

“Here I come!” I hilt myself in her mouth, admiring the lewd, massive bulge in her esophagus, and pinch her nose as I cum. I gush ropes and ropes of semen but, with her mouth and nose plugged, she has no choice but to take my enormous load. She swallows desperately, trying to keep pace as my rod explodes into her stomach.

I watch each pulse of cum swelling her throat as I empty myself directly into her belly. The relief and satisfaction are exquisite! Her fingers dash across her clit in a blur, and juices violently spurt from her pussy as she squirts a stream of vaginal fluids across the room.

Then I withdraw with a heavy sigh before she passes out, cold air hitting my groin and moist member. She coughs and gasps while recovering, her body shuddering with aftershocks. “That’s a good girl. You’re all clean now.”

Her face is a mess of ruined makeup, snot, tears, drool, and semen. Kurenai’s eyes are distant. “I-I’ve never cum like that before…” she wheezes out.

I smirk. “I bet you haven’t. I can offer you so much more—a place to stay rent-free, better pay than a Jonin, you won’t have to risk your life constantly, and I can give you an orgasm so powerful it makes that look like a sneeze.”

“A bigger orgasm than…?” Her pupils widen, but I can tell she’s still on the fence.

All it’ll take is one more push, and then she’ll be addicted to my cock. Not a physical addiction, since that’s not how Pheromones work, but she won’t be satisfied with a mere man’s toothpick ever again. “You don’t have to commit now. Spend one night here, allow me to show you what’s possible, and make a decision tomorrow with your head clear.”

“I’d be cheating on Asuma-kun.”

Tch. “You’re a kunoichi. You both know that’s part of the job should the mission demand it. Do you really think he’d jeopardize a mission to stay faithful? How is this any different?”

With glacial slowness, despite knowing she’s cheating on her boyfriend, she gives me a small nod.

I claim her lips with mine, savoring the traces of my spunk in her flavor, and her arms finally come to life touching my curves and fondling my breasts. I know she’s mine. Breaking the kiss, I lean in to whisper in her ear, “You’re going to say my name when you cum this time.”

Then I flip her over and spread her butt cheeks to reveal a lovely dark-colored anal ring. I place my cum and spit-slick penis tip at her backdoor entrance. Foreplay ended a long time ago.

“My ass?”

With a pulse of chakra, I splooge a few ounces of precum as extra lubricant. I’m not evil, tee hee!

Then I spear her through mercilessly.

“Ahhhnnn!!!”

My enormous cock spreads her rosebud past the point of pain and into a realm of transcendence that blurs into pleasure. I ram myself to the hilt and stand.

Kurenai is lifted by my dick as I grab her by the hips. Fully upright, I lift her off my rod until the tip pops free. Then I drop her on my cock.

“AHHHNNN!!!”

Gravity spears her onto my length to the hilt again. I reach around to rub her clit and pound her ass-pussy. I thrust into her rapidly until I’m ready to cum again.

This time, I force a huge chunk of chakra into my Dweller. I continue to pump into Kurenai as I cum exponentially more than any mere male ever could. All the while, I’m stroking her sex as I fill her like a firehose.

Her slender stomach expands as my seed swells her bowels.

“I’m cumming! Ahhhnnn!!! Choko-chan!”

I grin. “That’s right. You’re mine, now. Say my name, and no one else’s.” I turn to the attendant branch-family girl, who hasn’t stopped masturbating in a delirious frenzy all this time. “Make the appropriate preparations for my new toy, Imomushi-chan.”

“Yes, matriarch.”

Imomushi pulls Kurenai’s arms and legs behind my back and ties them all together. Kurenai rides my cock like the figurehead on the bow of a ship, drunk on Pheromones and orgasms.

I walk the halls of the main house proudly with my new conquest. Branch family members and retainers appear in doorways to bow as I pass. We descend to the Nursery and walk through the Neoteny section.

“Ah, ahn, ahhn, ahhhn!” Kurenai bounces on my dick with each step, downstairs being especially rough, until she orgasms again with her ass when we reach the bottom floor.

Side doors that were closed during Shino’s visit are wide open. Inside, Aburame futanari matrons pound away at women strapped to tables, including captured Missing-Nin, prisoners of war, ‘missing’ persons from neighboring Villages, and inmates taken from the Konoha jail, most courtesy of Danzo-kun, all of them moaning and screaming with intoxicated pleasure.

We finally arrive at my personal room.

Aburame retainers are finishing the final touches of mopping around and wiping clean the breeding mount. I stand in place and say, “Prepare my new toy.”

Imomushi unties Kurenai from her place as my figurehead, slips the woman’s anus off my cock with an audible pop, and lays her on the breeding mount. The retainers secure her arms and legs to the mount with straps. Kurenai’s mind momentarily clears from the orgasmic haze as she’s being moved. “Choko-chan, what’s going on?”

“This is your new home, Kurenai-chan.”

“B-but… my responsibilities…

I laugh. “The Village will get along just fine without you. If anything, they’ll learn to appreciate your efforts more in your absence. In the meantime, each one of my spawn you bear pays better than an A-rank mission. Jonin have sturdier, hardier bodies, making them the best breeders. You can retire early after earning a fortune on your back without all the danger from facing enemy ninjas.” If she can ever muster the will to leave after being bombarded with constant mind-blowing orgasms and actually claim the cash.

“A-rank?!?” The struggles and resistance have all but ceased at this point except for a few last reservations. “My students…”

“Don’t you worry about a thing! There are plenty of Jonin and Tokujō to train them and monitor their missions. I’ll even send my clan ninja to help. Shino-chan lives here, and Hinata-chan is free to come along with her and visit you at any time.”

Yep! I’m happy to take good care of Shino-chan and Hinata-chan!

“Asuma-kun…”

“We’ll invite him over so the two of you can talk this out.” I lick my lips. “Maybe he’s into butt stuff—I love showing men the pleasure of being filled with a real cock.”

I align my massive member with her pretty pink flower and thrust inside.

“Ahhhnnn!” Kurenai throws her head back and crows with pleasure, “Yes! Choko-chan, fill me up!”

I aim to please! I pound away at Kurenai’s pussy with no heed for her pleasure, though she seems to be enjoying it well enough.

“Ah! Ah! Ahn!”

I rush towards another climax and bury myself deep in her nethers. With her body held in place by the straps, I have no difficulty keeping the tip of my cock aligned with the entrance to her cervix. The Deep Dweller within me pulsates and squeezes eggs through my shaft.

Implanting a girl with eggs is the best! No other high is this good!

Kurenai-chan screams in ecstasy as I fill her with dozens of eggs until her belly looks nine months pregnant. Then she faints as the pleasure becomes too much. I sigh in contentment after finally dropping off all those eggs. My cock shrinks and retreats inside me with a pleasant slurp.

As I step away, a retainer begins mopping the pool of semen and juices leaking from both Kurenai’s holes. They’ll be at it for a while! Another retainer paints words onto Kurenai’s swollen belly:

Name: Yuhi Kurenai

Batch: #1

Type: LHL23B

Date:…

Meanwhile, Imomushi-chan sits in a chair reading a book while another retainer gets on his knees to give cunnilingus to take the edge off. Imomushi will saturate the room with Pheromones before moving on to the next room. That will keep Kurenai-chan blissed-out for eight hours when the next shift comes. I’ve got no problem sharing my toys, so the other Aburame matrons can have a turn whenever Kurenai wakes up.

“Tomorrow, have her write a letter to this Asuma-kun guy inviting him over; she needs to break up with him. And make sure to take extra good care of her! She has to be presentable if someone comes looking.” There’s nothing the Hokage can do about a mere lover’s quarrel or a kunoichi who decides to work for the Aburame clan instead of the Village.

Hmm, this Kurenai-chan is quite comely. I think I’ll be using this onahole daily whether or not she’s ready for a new implantation!