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The ways of a ninja 4 (Commission)
🕑 Added 2024-10-14 23:34:27 +0000 UTC(Drugs, Dark Themes)
Falling down
Giggling and pushing each other like little kids in a scuffle, the four ninjas pushed their way through the door of their reserved room in the pub. Each of them had some kind of bottle, mug or jug in one of their hands. Already swaying a little and babbling some nonsense, they all entered the nicely furnished room. Ino was the last to close the door behind her with a bang. Then she emptied the cup of plum brandy in her hand and threw it carelessly to the floor. Swaying slightly, she stood there and looked at her friends.
“I think the fun can really start now, guys, don't you?” she asked a little exuberantly and slightly slurring her words.
Hinata put her head back and downed the last of her beer bottle. Then she let herself fall backwards onto the soft bed. Giggling, she lolled on the sheets and was already undressing. Meanwhile, Sakura and Naruto were entwined and kissing each other without restraint.
“Glad you were all up for it tonight,” the blonde shinobi said with a grin and took another sip of beer.
“We got a bit of gas downstairs, too. We were all braver than usual,” Sakura whispered and as she tried to awkwardly take off her top, she dropped the bottle in her hand, which spilled its contents on the floor. “Oopsi.”
Naruto reached for Sakura's small, firm but beautiful breasts, which were now bouncing up and down in front of his face. Then Ino put her arms around his neck from behind and he felt the blonde's larger, soft tits against his back.
“We've been pretty under-fucked for a long time, too, my best. Today it just got too much for us and we needed a bit of fun.”
“You want to have fun?” Naruto asked in mock surprise, turning his head to give Ino a hot kiss.
“All the fun there is, my great hero of Konoha,” Sakura now breathed from the front and pressed herself closer to the blond man so that he was sandwiched between the two pretty women. The pink-haired kunoichi then lowered her head slightly. Although she was still snuggled up to Naruto and her lust was unmistakable, her expression darkened slightly. “I finally want to feel good again. I want to feel something again. I don't want to think about the pain anymore, about the ones we lost, about everything I...” The kunoichi broke off and Naruto hugged her tightly. Sakura lifted her head again and her eyes were moist. The blonde ninja and her best friend gave the young woman a long and deep kiss, which she eagerly returned. Ino said nothing, but she felt the same way and shared the desire to finally have light and happiness in her life again. Yes, they had decided on debauchery and lust during the course of the evening. They had all agreed to eat as much as they could, drink until they dropped and then all let themselves be fucked by the great Naruto Uzumaki. Something simply had to make them happy again, drive away the shadows in their heads. The blonde woman now wrapped both arms around the kissing couple and tried to share in the warmth.
“What are you all like this all of a sudden?” asked Hinata, and you could clearly hear how drunk she was. “If you really want to have fun, then get on with it. I've spent the whole evening listening to all this drivel about times gone by and everyone who died in the war. As if I needed reminding.” She took the bottle from Naruto's hand, which he was still holding, and emptied it herself. Then it too landed carelessly on the floor.
“Come over here on the bed,” Hinata demanded, giggling and spreading her legs as she lay on her back. In the meantime, the young woman with the beautiful, long black hair was completely naked and presented her femininity to everyone expectantly and uninhibitedly.
Grinning, the blonde shinobi turned to the hyuga on the bed and said, “Seems like you're in quite a hurry Hinata.”
The young woman on the bed threw her head back and laughed drunkenly. “You can't imagine how long I've been waiting for you to finally take me. Ever since I saw you for the first time. Of course, we were kids then and didn't think of anything so dirty, but I've definitely wanted to be yours for as long as I can remember.” Her expression darkened slightly and she averted her eyes as Naruto took off his top.
“When I think of all the things that had to happen before we found ourselves in a bed together,” she added with glazed eyes.
“Hey, don't think about that now,” Naruto replied and climbed onto the bed with the naked Hyuga. “I want to make you happy, Hinata, and I'm sorry that I kept you waiting so long and never saw what was going on inside you.”
Hinata looked at him again and smiled, her eyes a little moist now too. Then Naruto pulled a small box out of his trouser pocket and opened it. Inside were a few blue pills, which he took himself and then held out to Hinata.
“I think today should be something special, don't you? Then let's make it special too.”
Hinata took one of the pills in her hand and eyed it with a look slightly blurred by the alcohol. “What do they do?”
Naruto grinned mysteriously and ran his hands over Hinata's soft, slender thighs, crawling up the bed to the magical place between the young woman's legs. “They make everything better, believe me.”
The entwined Ino and Sakura watched the play on the bed and saw their friend swallow the small, blue pill with a shrug of her shoulders after these words. Immediately afterwards, the blond man made a pass at the groaning Hyuga.
“I want to try that too,” Sakura protested and reached for the box of pills.
“Wait, I have something else for you first. I've wanted to try this for a long time, but I haven't dared to until now. Tonight seems like the perfect night for it,” said Ino, briefly holding her friend's hand.
“But afterwards...” She slapped her hand on Naruto's tight butt, which was already moving rhythmically up and down to thrust the man's cock into Hinata's wet vagina again and again. “Then we'd both like our share of that and a taste of the great hero of Konoha.”
The blonde woman turned back to Sakura and led her away from the bed. Then she pulled a small case from a pocket on her hip.
“I hope you're really ready for a lot of fun, Sakura?”
A good year and several fatal decisions later...
“Where is she?” Sakura wailed, tossing and turning on the dingy mattress she basically inhabited most of the day. She kicked one of her emaciated legs around without aim, knocking over a pile of bottles that stood around her with a clink. In general, the whole room was cluttered with garbage, garbage and empty bottles and it smelled unpleasant. There was no real bed, just the aforementioned mattress on the floor. The room had never been intended as a bedroom, but no one had made any more effort than that to make everything a bit more homely when Sakura had moved in. The young woman didn't care at all. She lived in this room in the Hyuga clan estate that had been offered to her and basically just wanted to be left alone.
“I can't take it anymore, why does the bitch take so long!” Sakura screamed and kicked wildly again. Then she tried to calm down again and lay flat on her back. But she only healed for three seconds before she jumped up again. Her inner turmoil was indescribable. A restless fire burned inside her and could only be calmed by one thing.
The young woman stood up, angrily kicked a few more bottles aside and stomped around her room in a rage. She was hot and cold at the same time and drops of sweat were forming all over her body. This cold sweat had a very unpleasant odor that Sakura noticed and which also drove her crazy. Although she wasn't exactly clean or well-groomed, this haze wasn't caused by her uncleanliness, but was a known reaction of her body to the absence of a certain substance.
Furious, Sakura placed her emaciated butt on a chair. Before doing so, she carelessly swept aside the garbage that had been lying on it. As she sat there, she felt that incredible restlessness again. Sweat was pouring out of her pores and she tapped her feet. Thousands of ants seemed to be having a party in her thin legs. With a desperate groan, the young woman tussled her thin and dull pink hair. She didn't even notice how whole tufts of it were torn out.
Sakura reached for a bottle with some alcohol still on the bottom and downed the contents. As she did so, she heard the rhythmic moaning and squeaking of a bed through the wall from the next room.
“Please keep it down with your non-stop fucking!” the young woman shouted, jumping up from her chair and hurling the bottle against the wall behind which the sex was taking place. Howling angrily, Sakura jumped up from the chair again and began to walk aimlessly around the room once more. She rubbed her emaciated arms, which had an unhealthy, greyish color, with her hands. At the same time, she was shivering and sweating.
“What's taking this stupid cow so damn long?” Sakura shouted to the room, which was empty except for her. Then she heard the penetrating moans again from the neighboring room, which was Naruto and Hinata's bedroom.
Then finally the relieving sound of the front door sounded and Sakura hurried out of her miserable room as fast as she could, almost rolling over on the stairs and rushing to the front door of the house. This area didn't look much cleaner or more orderly either, but none of the current occupants cared in the slightest.
The woman, who of course could still be identified as the beautiful, blonde Ino Yamanaka but was basically just a pale shadow of her, entered the house. Sakura immediately stood in front of her scrawny friend. Ino was indeed just skin and bones and even thinner than Sakura.
“What took you so long today?” she hissed at the blonde, whose hair was no longer a voluminous, long ponytail and cute bangs, but a greasy, matted and tangled mess. A few bald patches were also visible on Ino's skull, whose skin stretched unhealthily tight across it.
Glassy eyes with large, dark bags under them scrutinized Sakura unimpressed. The blonde raised her left arm and before she could say anything, Sakura snatched the small bag away from her, which had been dangling in her thin fingers with brittle and chewed nails. In the crook of Ino's left arm was a hodgepodge of scars and punctures, and thick veins stretched across the nearly fleshless limb. Similar marks would have been visible on her right arm had the young woman not had to have her limb removed due to an infection.
“Hey, you're better at giving injections! Why don't you only get high after you've helped me?” Ino complained, waving her left hand in the air where her other arm used to be.
“Fuck you, if it takes you that long, you're out of luck!” Sakura hissed at her friend as she ran up the stairs to disappear into her room.
“Damn bitch,” Ino grumbled and scratched her itchy scalp, where she had recently lost a good chunk of the hair she had been so proud of all her life. Then she shuffled weakly to an armchair and dropped onto it. With her remaining arm, she clutched her upper body, which trembled and shook. Her body showed the same symptoms as Sakura's, but for Ino this withdrawal caused depression rather than anger. Her flat chest with its once beautiful full breasts rose and fell rapidly with her shallow breaths. Just this short journey from the home of the four ninjas to the part of Konoha that was shunned by many but had seen a steady influx of citizens after the war had already taken its toll on her dwindling substance. With her eyes closed and her head full of gloomy thoughts, Ino just sat there for a while and shivered to herself.
“Hey, did you get everything?” a sluggish voice suddenly asked her. Her head jerked up and Naruto and Hinata were standing in front of her. She hadn't even noticed them coming down the stairs.
The blond man stood there, dressed only in a pair of shorts and showing off his upper body, which had also become rather skinny. Numerous bruises and unsightly open sores covered him. Naruto casually scratched a reddish rash on his chest. The grin he gave Ino was stupid and crooked with several brown-yellow teeth. A strange smell of burnt plastic emanated from the man that Ino had long been accustomed to.
Hinata's swollen and bloated form nestled against Naruto's side. She had thickened slightly over time while everyone else around her had slimmed down, but her flesh was unhealthily grayish, flabby, and had a greasy sheen. Her dark hair was tied back in a messy ponytail and greasy strands hung all over her pasty, plump face full of pimples. Unlike Naruto, she hadn't bothered to put anything on when they had come down. Completely naked, she pressed her limp body against her lover and looked down at Ino impassively with glassy eyes.
Naruto rubbed his nose and then scratched at the rashes on his neck and chest again.
“So, what's wrong now?”
“Yes, it's all right. Of course I got everything,” Ino replied and pulled a small package out of her trouser pocket. Without a word, Naruto snatched it from her fingers, turned around and motioned Hinata to follow him by slapping her ass hard.
“Time for the next round,” the blond man laughed and his companion grabbed another full bottle from a side table and then gave Naruto a kiss on his torn lips. Her teeth were in an even worse state than Naruto's.
“Next time it's your turn Hinata,” Ino said firmly but received no reply. Intertwined and already drinking from the new bottle, the couple quickly worked their way up the stairs.
“Hey!” shouted Ino angrily.
“Yeah, sure... I'll do it,” Hinata said vaguely before she and Naruto disappeared into her bedroom to fuck each other until they were sore under the influence of multiple substances.
