25. Preparations for the Chunin Exams, Part 2: New Eyes (F / F / F)

Insect Birthing, Threesome

(Tenten and Hinata)

After training and a heavy-petting threesome in the shower, I grab Hinata.

“Where are you two going?” Tenten says.

“I’m apologizing to Hinata-chan for not taking her to the barbeque. Your apology is tonight.”

“Hmm?” Tenten eyes me suspiciously. “Okay…”

“Hey, bug slut. Nice to see you again, Hinata-chan.”

“H-hi, Ino-chan. Can you stop saying such mean things to Shino-chan, please?”

“Pfft. She likes it.”

Both the platinum blond and the dark-blue-haired girl looks at me as I blush and shuffle my feet. “…Fucking Ino-bitch.”

I can’t help if my Dweller jumps inside me every time she says it!

“Anyway, don’t think I’m doing this because I’m addicted to bug cock, and I’m trying to get into your good graces. This is 100% altruism. Fashion is unbeholden to petty grudges.”

“Fashion?” Hinata says.

“You didn’t tell her what we’re doing?”

I turn to Hinata. “Surprise!”

With a heavy sigh and curses muttered under her breath, Ino drags us into the lingerie shop. The dozens of mannequins wearing sexy underwear instantly overwhelms Hinata. She’s got dizzy spirals in her eyes by the time we shove her into the changing room with an armful of options.

“I-I have to w-wear these?”

“Please, Hinata-chan? This is for my apology to Tenten-chan.”

“I’m your apology?”

“Yes. We’re buying my apology to you next.”

“…I’ll be right out.”

Ino rolls her eyes at our antics. “First up is a classic.”

We wait, but Hinata doesn’t leave the dressing room.

“I-is Ino-chan watching?”

The platinum blond sighs. “Hinata-chan, I told you I’m not gay. Think of me like your doctor—your fashion doctor. This is the ER and we’re doing open-heart surgery.”

“A-alright.”

Hinata cautiously exits the dressing room wearing a lavender lace see-through babydoll. It complements her eyes, hiding nothing and highlighting everything.

“Yes!” I shout.

Ino nods appreciatively. “Next is something a little more daring.”

Hinata timidly walks in front of the three-panel dressing mirrors wearing a blue two-piece lace net set showing all the skin beneath, clothing in name alone. It has an impressive cleavage window, and the thong leaves her whole ass bare.

“Does this make my butt look big?”

“Yes!!”

Ino coughs into her hand. “Finally, I decided to go with my gut.”

Hinata strides from the dressing room seemingly confused. “Ino-chan, are you sure this is as s-sexy as the others? It seems a little simple.”

The dark-blue-haired beauty is wearing a delicate sheer white lace floral bridal bralette. The matching panties have a heart-shaped cut-out displaying the crevasse of her ass. Cute little bows decorate her breasts and perch above her pussy.

“YES!!!”

“Quiet, bug slut, there are other people here.”

“And all three of these are for Tenten-chan?” Hinata asks.

“The first one is for her. You’re going to wear the second two for me.”

Hinata pouts.

I go next. I fall in love with a golden chain dress. The bralette bears my nipples and the bottom hangs on the waist to dangle over my hips and crotch without covering anything. I’ll be saving this for an extra special occasion!

Then I select Hinata’s apology. I strut from the changing room to pose for Hinata in front of the three mirror panels.

Her jaw drops.

I’m wearing a three-piece black lace set with a garter belt and black stockings. There are heart-shaped cut-outs in all the right places, and the panties are crotchless—meaning my Dweller cock can say hello without having to remove them.

I approach Hinata with my sexiest walk as I speak.

“I’ll be wearing this during the Chunin Exams. That way, no matter what happens, I’ll have a reminder of you… as close… as my skin…” I lean in as I speak, bringing my lips nearer to hers with each word.

I extend my stockinged leg, bring the tip of my toe to her chin, and gently close her mouth.

“Eep!”

“No hanky-panky in the lingerie shop. This is sacred ground!” Ino objects. “Hey, I think she fainted.”

“So… apology accepted?”

“You want me to sit on the bed?” Tenten says. “Alright, what’s this about?”

“This is my apology for not taking you to the barbecue.”

“You bought lingerie, didn’t you? With my money.”

“…”

“The bath towels gave it away.”

“Uh, Hinata-chan and I are brand new Genin! We haven’t had a chance to accumulate savings from a bunch of missions yet, and, um…” (I spent all my Aburame allowance on Hinata’s all-you-can-eat ramen)

“L-let Shino-chan show you what we got! I-I m-mean, I think we look g-good.”

Tenten sighs. “Sorry, Hinata-chan. You’re right. Let’s enjoy tonight.”

Hinata and I look at each other, then nod. We drop our bath towels in unison and say the phrase we rehearsed.

““Happiness punch!””

Hinata is wearing her lavender babydoll, and I’m wearing my three-piece black lingerie with my Dweller extended through the crotchless panties. Tenten collapses onto the bed twitching with overstimulation.

“An angel… and a demon…! W-worth every Ryo!”

It’s a fun night.

Weeks pass in a blur. Even if something urgent comes along, none of my women miss more than a day without a ‘checkup.’ The Dweller Seeds develop without incident.

Ino seems surprised at the intensity of Tenten’s training, but I suppose lazy Shikamaru and food-obsessed Choji aren’t the most diligent sparring partners. Team 8 also benefits from cross-training with two other kunoichis.

Hinata moves out of her old flat in all but name. The three of us live under the same roof and sleep in the same bed each night. I can’t say every evening ends in cum-drenched sheets and a tangle of sticky bodies. Not even kunoichi can sustain that level of intensity in perpetuity.

However, I come to appreciate our cozy nights of naked cuddling under the covers just as much. I relish falling asleep while squeezing one of Hinata’s big knockers in my right hand and one of Tenten’s perky tata’s in my left. One night I use Hinata’s soft, luscious buttocks as a pillow.

Some nights, Tenten and I pin Hinata between us and grind our cores against her thighs, each with a Hyuga nipple in our mouth for hours. No words, just rubbing and sucking, groping and grinding. She makes the cutest noises when we get her worked up and deny her release until she begs for it.

I tell Tenten about Hinata’s foot fetish.

I meant what I said about spoiling our princess rotten. On more than one occasion, we let her play with our four feet and twenty toes to her heart’s content while the two of us kiss and finger each other.

When I expand the harem, I’ll have the new girls fulfill Hinata’s every fantasy.

Each morning, my heart swells as I awaken in the arms of these two beauties. Our relationship feels so new and bright and fun. Hinata wants to cook for us. Tenten slowly introduces us to her dildo collection and kink gear, though we’re willing to wait for Hinata to become more comfortable with that kind of extreme play.

We aren’t using the ‘L’ word, but I think it’s a matter of time. We don’t talk much about the future. I don’t want to burden Hinata with all the details of my past and worries about the ‘plot’ on the horizon. She’s my princess, and Tenten is my confidant.

I hear a knock and answer the door. It’s Yamanaka Ino.

“Let me in, bug slut; my water broke!”

I get my girlfriends bustling with preparations. Thankfully, we anticipated this and created a ‘birthing alcove’ where the girls can do their business in comfort. Cushions, towels, and hot water.

“I swear, my father suspects. I know, I know, I’m barely showing. But, if he found out, he’d fucking murder you!”

“I’m surprised you didn’t use that for leverage,” Tenten comments.

Ino frowns. “I have some fucking honor, meatball head. A bet is a bet.”

“Relax,” Hinata says as she applies a warm towel. “Focus on the delivery.”

Even though she was the last impregnated, somehow Ino’s time came first. The four of us probably worried too much. The insect Ino gives birth to is much smaller than an infant and without the pesky arms and legs getting in the way.

“What is it?” Hinata asks.

“An eyewig,” I reply as I collect the creature into an Aburame clan live-storage device. It resembles an earwig with larger mandibles and, instead of a pincer tail, it has an eyeball on its rear. A dormant Sharingan eyeball.

Ino’s stay is a few hours from start to finish. Because the delivery is so easy, she fully recovers in a matter of days. Ino continues to attend training despite refusing to participate in the sex portion.

Meanwhile, Hinata’s delivery happens a mere few days later. Her ordeal is no more difficult than Ino’s. She says the pain is nothing like what she expects from human childbirth.

When it’s done, the three of us sit together in the bedroom and admire our work.

“So… Byakugan, left or right eye? Which looks better?” I hold the eyewigs to my face and switch them around to preview the two configurations. “Once they’re in, they’re not coming out.”

Hinata seems concerned with the pesky details of the procedure but says nothing.

“Left. You want her nearest to your heart,” Tenten says.

I tear up and give my first girlfriend a tender kiss as thanks. Then I don’t withhold my affection from Hinata and show her my appreciation for the gift with another peck on the cheek.

When I’m ready, I release the eyewigs to do their work. I have to bite a piece of wood, and Tenten ties my hands to keep them from moving. Hinata can’t bear to watch.

After the eyewigs eat my obsolete eyes and burrow into my skull, they begin connecting to my brain as my new prosthetic vision. I wear a blindfold for several days to protect them and heal.

Tenten’s delivery comes during that time.

“The Ice Leech is non-invasive. No chance of rejection. No ‘off switch’ either. When you need it, slap it on. It’ll start draining your blood and chakra immediately. It then performs the Nature Transformation and feeds you Ice chakra, using your blood to increase compatibility. You have to do the Shape Transformation yourself.”

In terms of chakra control, there are two methods of increasing the potency of ninjutsu. Shape Transformation affects the form, movement, size, and range of a technique. (The king of Shape Transformations is the Rasengan, which will one day be Naruto’s signature move.) Nature Transformations alter the properties and characteristics of chakra, giving it an elemental affinity: fire, water, earth, wind, or lightning. (There’s also Yin and Yang, then Kekkei Genkai allow for combining two elements, Kekkei Tota combine three elements, and the Six-Paths Truth-Seeking Balls do all five plus Yin/Yang Release.)

The thing to note is that anyone can do Shape Transformation, but Nature Transformations beyond the basic five are nigh-impossible without special bloodline bullshit. That’s why the Ice Leech is such a game-changer.

Tenten nods, “I’ll train with it every day. Won’t take me long to figure out those mirrors you told me about!”

“Good. Unfortunately, I can’t give either of you eyewigs. They’re too invasive. Your bodies would reject them. Anyone not trained from birth to host insects couldn’t control the eyewigs to turn the Sharingan/Byakugan off at will, either. They’re both chakra hogs. Maybe if I could give you blood transfusions… but, even then, you’d have to cover an eye like Kakashi-sensei if you got separated from me on a long mission.”

“No worries, babe,” Tenten proudly hefts the Ice Leech’s live storage box, “This is more than enough for me. I’m going to kick the Chunin Exams’ ass!”

“I’ll do my best too!” Hinata says.

“That’s the spirit!”

Days before the Chunin Exams, I receive a package.

“Who’s it from?” Tenten asks.

I read the letter attached. “Choko Aburame.”

Hinata takes the letter from me. “She’s worried about you! How sweet.”

Tenten shrugs while I stew over the contents of the letter. “What’s in the box?”

“Semen-hunting beetles.”

“Are you compatible with them, babe?”

“Not an issue. They’re barely ninja insects, certainly below the level of my parasitic beetles. They’ve been bred to recover nearby spilled seed, as long as it’s fresh, for when it’s inconvenient to do so myself. It just makes me wonder what antics that woman thinks I’ll be up to during the Exams. I usually do all the collection with my pussy, after all.”

Hinata embraces me, which lifts the dour mood brought on by the letter. “There doesn’t have to be a deeper meaning, Shino-chan. Your stepmother wants you to succeed and gave you another tool because she could, that’s all.”

“Maybe you’re right.”

Either way, this changes nothing. I still have to conquer the Chunin Exams, and defeat Choko!