Naruto: Futanari System

A/N: A lot of people have requested I make the MC feminine, but unfortunately I will not be describing him in this way. When starting this I didn't intend for the MC to be a femboy or anything, so I don't have any plans of changing that now. However, you would notice that the MC of the story isn't described much, giving you guys the full freedom to imagine him however you want in any scene. I just won't be describing the MC in a feminine fashion, unless in scenes he is being dominated by a futa. Anyways as usual, Thanks for the support and keep it going! Btw this chapter is really intense and naturally people are trying to take this book down. If you want to continue being able to read, join my discord: https://discord.gg/A6DBk6cbV6. If this gets taken down, I'll give you updates on there.

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Ryoku shrugged, lifting his hands theatrically. "It's gotten a bit too hot in here don't you think? It's about time we get out. This water is limiting what we can do anyway." His voice was casual, but the intent in his words was anything but. Without waiting for a reply, he climbed out of the hotspring, steam clinging to his glistening skin. He didn't even doubt Danzo would follow.

Danzo, still catching her breath, gave a subtle nod and moved to climb out as well. But unlike Ryoku, whose lean build made his movements effortless, Danzo struggled. Her full, heavy curves—especially her wide hips and thick ass—made scaling the stone edge more difficult than anticipated.

Ryoku noticed immediately. Already out, he crouched by the edge, watching her wiggle and shift in small attempts to push herself up. Then, without warning, he reared his hand back and let it fly—SLAP. His palm connected with her ass in a loud, wet crack that echoed across the room like a whip. Her ass rippled gloriously from the impact, and she gasped, startled, slipping back into the water with a splash.

"YOU!" Danzo roared, cheeks blazing red with embarrassment and fury. Yet, her cock stood tall, betraying her true feelings—clearly, it had liked the sensation.

Ryoku scratched the back of his head, playing innocent. "Sorry... I couldn't help myself. It was just so... big and juicy. I'm surprised they don't slap your ass every time you walk through the Konoha streets with an ass like that."

He was obviously joking, exaggerating for effect. But Danzo, still shaken, murmured, "Really...?"

Ryoku blinked. Her voice lacked the sarcasm he expected. "Y-yeah..." he said awkwardly, surprised by her sincerity.

For a moment, everything paused. The mask Danzo always wore—the cold, commanding exterior—finally cracked. A small, almost imperceptible smile tugged at her lips. A genuine one.

Then, turning without a word, she walked towards the steps she'd originally used to enter the spring. But her gait was anything but casual. Her hips swayed deliberately, each step slow and exaggerated. Her ass bounced rhythmically—left cheek, right cheek, left again—like a metronome designed to hypnotize.

Ryoku's mind emptied. His heart pounded in his chest, and he was barely aware of himself. The only thing that existed in that moment was Danzo's ass, swaying like a weapon designed to dominate his entire consciousness.

Danzo, having made her way out of the spring, finally reached him. She noticed the look on his face and inwardly smirked. Her thoughts flooded with lewd scenarios, but one rose above the rest.

Ryoku's gaze had fallen lower now, fixed on her thick, veiny cock swaying between her thighs. It was dripping—precarious beads of precum hanging like dew. With each step, it flopped slightly to one side, then the other.

"I knew you liked what you saw," Danzo teased, voice like melted sugar. "But I never imagined it would be to this extent~ Such a young man with so many more women and experiences ahead of him... fixated on an old lady like me? How flattering..."

She stopped in front of him, standing tall. Ryoku, still crouched, now found himself eye-to-eye with her cock. It pointed directly at him like a challenge.

Danzo reached up, brushing her damp bangs out of her face. Then she stepped forward. Her cock made contact with the tip of Ryoku's nose, leaving a smear of precum across it.

Ryoku was spellbound. Without thinking, his mouth opened, ready to wrap his lips around the thick shaft in front of him—but was halted by a single finger. Danzo's index pressed to his forehead, pushing him gently back.

"Uh-uh, not yet," she cooed, an impish glint in her eyes. She had waited for this—her turn to tease, to control. He had denied her earlier, and now she was relishing the reversal.

Her tone sharpened with command. "Lie down."

Ryoku hesitated, his mind racing. He could feel the power dynamic slipping. He had been on top—now he was sinking fast.

A hand landed on his shoulder, firm and insistent. "Well? Are you going to keep me waiting?"

His eyes met hers. That same ice-cold authority had returned. He flinched, gaze falling. "N-no..." he replied, submitting.

With no other choice, Ryoku laid back, already beginning to understand the new role he was forced into. 'I wonder what she has in mind...' he thought nervously, chest rising and falling with anticipation.

Danzo walked to the space above his head, legs parting. Ryoku was now directly beneath her, staring up at her fully aroused anatomy. Her cock stood upright, dripping precum onto his lips. Her wet, glistening pussy sat below it, though he couldn't tell if it was from the water or her own juices. Beneath that, her anus remained hidden behind the immense shelf of her ass.

The precum kept dripping, forcing Ryoku to lick his lips just to breathe. The thick fluid clung to his mouth, mixing with the heat of the room to overwhelm his senses.

Danzo adjusted her position, lining herself up with meticulous care. Then she squatted—her ass hovering inches above his face.

Ryoku knew what was coming. Her ass would soon descend on him, her hole meeting his lips, his nose pushed into her pussy, and her ballsack resting heavily on his forehead. The thought alone made his cock twitch.

She let the moment stretch out, dragging her cock back and forth lazily, precum splashing onto the rocky floor below.

"Stick that tongue out for me~" she commanded, her grin wide and merciless.

Ryoku, now a slave to his lust, obeyed. He extended his tongue and was immediately hit with the scent of her sweat, sex, and power.

Danzo acted. Slowly, she lowered her hips. Ryoku's tongue slid between the folds of her loose, wet hole. Her ass, thick and heavy, enveloped his face.

The taste—her juices, the sweat—was intoxicating. Ryoku's cock surged with arousal, twitching uncontrollably beneath him.

Danzo bit her lip hard, suppressing a moan. Then, she began to bounce. Slowly at first, then with increasing rhythm. Her hand wrapped around her cock, stroking rapidly as Ryoku's tongue plunged deeper.

"Ngghhhh…!" she moaned, losing herself as his tongue worked its way into every fold, every crevice.

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