Chapter 1 - Temple Treatment

 Naruto knelt along with Hinata in the treeshade by the temple gate. The whole morning had passed without anyone summoning them inside. He hoped that they wouldn't. At the same time, it was hard to see how the indignity and humiliation could mount any higher than this.

 Hinata ran her hand through his hair and whispered comforting words, but it did little to soothe his anxiety. If anything, the mere fact that she treated him in this motherly way made him feel like a helpless child and that only made the Problem worse. 

"It's going to be okay," insisted Hinata. 

 Naruto glanced at his wife. Trying to help, Hinata went and got outfits that were far more revealing than what she usually wore. This was supposed to help with the Problem. Instead, it only led to guys staring at her and trying to grope her wherever they went. Especially in their last few months of travel as they sought treatment, Naruto couldn't count the amount of times guys accidentally tripped only to land into her chest or grab her breasts for support, nor the many old men that came at Hinata from behind, latching onto her breasts with happy eyes.
 
 What was Naruto even supposed to do? Beat up the aged and infirm? As if he didn't have enough problems...

"I promise you, we're going to go home to the kids, and everything will be okay," Hinata went on. For today she wore a fishnet crop top. Technically, she carried a jacket with her, but in the heat of midday she had taken it off, leaving her creamy breasts to be caressed by direct sunlight through the tight holes of the fishnet, their whole surface on display save for the nipples that had been covered up by crossed bandaids. 

 Naruto meant to reply in thanks when two figures strolled out the temple grounds and came to meet them. One of them was the blonde that had greeted them in the beginning. She was tall, and resembled Tsunade to a worrying extent. The wide hips, extreme curves, and gentle swaying of her butt and breasts under the kimono made her seem mature, though her smooth skin, bright eyes, and innocent smile announced that she had only recently come of age. 

 Though Naruto could rationalize just how attractive she was, how fertile and beautiful and brimming with readiness to be filled by a willing man, his body remained unresponsive. Not even this could make him hard. Damn it, damn it!

 The figure accompanying the woman was an old man in a drooping robe. Something about the way in which he carried himself made Naruto think that he, too, had once been a fighter of some kind, and certainly a proud man. But he looked older than old, and now hobbled along with a bent back, barely reaching up to the blonde girl's huge chest. His hands were so gnarled that they seemed to have impossible joints. The creases of his face were deep, and yet seemed caught in a way that made him look like he couldn't stop smiling. A childish, stupid smile. 

 In a strange, and almost disturbing way, he almost seemed like a child next to the girl. 

"Greetings," said the girl, bowing low before them. 

 Naruto and Hinata scrambled to get up on their feet and bow in turn. "Thank you so much for receiving us!" 

"It is our pleasure. Please, allow me to introduce you to my father, Gihei." 

 The old man bobbed his head. "Welcome, young man. And welcome to you as well, miss. I hope we will be able to help you both at our temple. Though, in the decades since I've put it together, it's helped a great deal of people."
"Oh, we are very grateful!" cried Hinata.

 They followed Gihei and his daughter, Romi, inside. The grounds were simple and well-organized, with the main temple standing at the center and several small offshoots branching out at intervals. They went down one of these narrow pathways to a tiny wooden house. Inside were two bedrolls and a water pitcher. Nothing else. 

"We apologize for the sparse conditions," said Romi. "But we can't afford that much here, I'm afraid. Even the people that do come to us from help often leave and forget us entirely." 

 Gihei nodded sagely. "That's true. But one can't blame them. Few would want to remember that kind of suffering. And plus, I never started this place to make a fortune, he he."

 Hinata reddened shyly and slapped her hands together into a thanks followed by another bow. "We are immensely grateful. And we promise, whether or not you help us, we are sure to show our gratitude!" 

 Naruto knew he was being too quiet, perhaps almost impolitely so. He didn't want to appear ungrateful. But it was hard to feel anything when his presence here was due to something so stupid. He would be forced to tell both these nice people about how could not get hard, and then seek help for something so embarrassing. 

 But if they do help... If they did help, he would build him a whole new temple if he had to. He would pay just about any price to have this cured. 

 And it hurt him to see just how hopeful Hinata was. For these last few months, she had supported him without complaint, and went out of her way to try and arouse him on a daily basis. Surely, though, she must've had enough of it as well. Though he could've still used his fingers or mouth to satisfy her, he feared doing that would make her accept him as unable to do anything else, and Naruto feared too much to go through with minor acts. Whatever happened, he didn't want to be seen in Hinata's eyes as a man unable to perform his most basic function as a husband.

 Yet, right now, that was precisely what he was. Barely a man at all. 

"Well," said Romi gently. "Naruto, would you mind coming with me for a short talk?" 

 Alone? With her? "N-No," he stammered. "Not at all." 

"And you, Hinata, perhaps you could explain to my father what you two have done thus far. Perhaps your own account will give us some clue to what the matter is." 

 Naruto left Hinata with Gihei, while he went along with Romi. 

"Your wife is very beautiful," said the blonde.

"Thank you..." 

"It must be very shameful to you be unable to satisfy her." 

 The fact that she spoke of it so openly made him redden. He couldn't respond...

"I am sorry, I did not wish to offend. Don't worry, we've had many cases here, many I'm sure that have been far worse than yours." 

"It's okay," he said. 

 They went up some creaking wooden stairs into the second level of the temple. Romi slid the doors closed behind them. They stood together in windowless room suffused by the light passing through the paper walls. 

"Naruto, I will need you to show me." 

 Show her? But that... That was so embarrassing... 

 At length, he sighed, and took off his pants. He could see her eyes come down and settle on his cock as it dangled helpless and wormlike between his thighs. "My, what a cute little thing," she said. 

 Cute? Little? What kind of way to talk about it was that?! Yet, he felt so helpless that all he could say was a meek, "Thank you." 

 Mori took a step forwards and crouched down to take a better look at it. "You must've been very good at using it, ha ha. To satisfy Hinata with a small little this like this couldn't have been easy. You really are a fighter, Naruto! I hope we can help you out." 

 She said that in the most kindly way possible, yet how could she name him small? Naruto had never thought of himself as small. Never. And now she told him that his cock was that small? That it could barely satisfy Hinata? But she had looked satisfied all the time. Did that mean she was only lying? He certainly never did anything that interesting with it...

 The blonde gave him a knowing smile and stood up. With an imperceptible move that took place under the billowing waves of fabric, her kimono slowly bloomed opened. At first, it presented the pale cleavage that lay between her gigantic breasts, then came down to her elbows, finally rustling off her arms and fluttering down to the ground.

 An intricate set of white and lacey lingerie covered her from head to toe, leading all the way up to a flowery choker around her slender neck. 

 She stood before him, fertile and virginal, with hips too wide to be real and a stomach flat enough to form a bridge between her hip bones. Her vulgar breasts seemed to defy all gravity, looking perfectly round and perky in the flimsy paper-thin cups in spite their massive weight. 

"Do I not make you hard?" she asked, tracing her fingers gently over the toned tummy, all the way down to the pussy that lay gift-wrapped in lace between the thick thighs. "Do you not want me?" 

 Naruto swallowed. He loved Hinata, yet... Of course. Of course he wanted her! He might not take her, but what man in his right man wouldn't want her? "I do," he confessed.

"And yet, your small little pinky dick won't get hard for me. So how can you say that?"

 Naruto wanted to shoot back in anger at her words, yet looking down made him angry. She was right. Rather than growing bigger, his penis seemed to have gone soft. Her mean teasing had caused it to shrivel up. 

"Every time a new person arrives here, my father has me offer myself to them," she explained. "All they would have to do in order to have me is get hard. That's it. And yet, they can't do it. So once they've lost their chance, they are in the hands of my father..." 

 She came close enough to him for her colossal chest to hover right above his head, catching his gaze under its shadow. Her hands came down to squeeze them together and caress them, looking so tiny and girly next to her oversized tits. "You can be my first, Naruto. You can break me in. I'm so young I'm barely a woman. Don't you want that? Don't you want this tender flesh? All you have to do is get hard for me..." 

 But as much as he tried he couldn't... Come on, come on! No matter how much he forced his brain to respond positively, his cock just refused.

 After a time, Mori sighed with great sadness. She put the kimono back on and tied the obi around her waist. "I'm sorry, Naruto. It seems you're beyond my help. Come, it's time to begin your treatment." 

 Naruto wiped the tears away from his eyes when she turned away and suppressed a sob. There it went. An opportunity to be with possibly the sluttiest woman he had ever seen, gone forever. All because he wasn't even capable of getting hard. I'm such a failure. 

 Mori led him down the stairs and into another one of the buildings on the side of the main temple. This one was almost hidden between the trees. Naruto went inside, at which point Mori asked him to sit down. 

 Naruto did as told, wondering just what exactly she meant to do. She went and grabbed some rope from a chest in the corner, then bound up his arms and legs together. 

"What's this for?" asked Naruto, feeling a bit suspicious.

"It's for your treatment, of course!" 

 But rather than loosening the grip of the rope, Mori went and searched the chest once again. She came back with a round wooden ball with strings attached to each end. Before his apprehension kicked in, she had already inserted it by force into his mouth and began to wrap the string together. 

"Now, now, we're almost ready. Please, look through that hole over there," said Mori, pointing to the wall on the opposite side of him. 

 Naruto dragged himself there. Through the hole, on the other side, he could see Hinata engaging in a quiet conversation with the old man and drinking. Mori slid the door open and went inside, at which point she announced them that she had discussed with Naruto and she decided he was ready for treatment. 

 She closed the door, then came and sat by Naruto's side. "Now, don't struggle or make too much noise. If you ruin the treatment, we can't help you."

 On the other side, Gihei stared at Hinata's concerned face. "You must be very worried for your husband." 

 Hinata nodded. She had put the drink down and now wrapped her arms around her chest, squeezing her soft breasts together. "I just want to help him." 

 Gihei crawled over and got behind her, his hands coming up to massage his shoulders. "Ah, of course, you must help him. I'm sure you must be terribly worried. Still, you musn't forget that you also need to help yourself..." 

 As the old man massaged her shoulders and spoke, his gnarled fingers moved down incrementally, until they touched the upper part of her breasts. Hinata looked down at them, but said nothing. Both she and Naruto watched breathlessly as Gihei began to slide the tips of his fingers along with the curve of her breasts, caressing them up and down until his whole palm moved over to cup them. 

 He held them like that, giving them gentle squeezes. Hinata trembled under his touch but did nothing to stop him. She simply allowed this old man to touch her however he wanted without even putting up a fight! 

"It must be very difficult for to bear with all this waiting as a young wife with needs." 

 Hinata swallowed and blushed shyly. "Yes..." 

 She seemed reluctant, but only to an extent. Clearly, she didn't think that what she was doing could be considered right or good, but she made no actual moves to take his old hands away, when doing so given his age would've been very easy.

 This is how desperate she's become... thought Naruto, blaming himself.

 His wife closed her eyes and went completely quiet as Gihei squeezed her huge and sagging breasts between his bony fingers. Only her rising and falling chest betrayed the increase in excitement that she felt. Gihei took his sweet time, caressing every inch of her creamy flesh, giving them all the love and attention they so desperately craved for all these months.

 He nibbled on her ear and whispered something that made her breath catch. Hinata moaned in thanks as his hands kneaded and sunk into the warm fold of her huge tits. She brought head back without him asking and seeked to kiss him, opening her full and glistening lips to expose her wet mouth and willing tongue. 

 Gihei's toothless mouth opened. His own tongue came out to stroke Hinata's and swirl in a dance, smacking against it loud enough for the sound to echo all the way into Naruto's ear. He slurped Hinata's tongue into his ancient mouth and sucked on it while she submitted to him completely, moaning in pleasure as decrepit old man was offering her what her young husband could not. 

 Naruto watched in disbelief. Was it not bad enough that he couldn't call himself a man anymore? Did he need to suffer this as well? The worst part is, he couldn't even blame Hinata. But couldn't she have at least sought to fulfill her needs with someone else? 

 Gihei tried to break open her fishnet crop top but proved too weak. In response, Hinata ripped it apart for him, tracing her hands lovingly over his, giving him full access to use her body however he wanted. Her glazed eyes stared at him with worship as their mingled spit trickled down their necks. 

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Mori asked him with a cool whisper. "To see your wife's naked lust come to the fore. To see her being preyed upon by a dirty old man like my father."

 Mori giggled. She blocked the hole with her palm and stared at Naruto. Her eyes went down pointedly, directing his own. Only when Naruto's gaze came down did he see that his cock had hardened somewhat. Not entirely, but.. 
"As you can see, the treatment is already working."

 That night, Naruto slept next to Hinata not telling her a word of what had happened. Hinata in turn had come back from her meeting with Gihei saying only that he had been nice and understanding and little else.

 She cheated on me, thought Naruto sadly, realizing that his once pure wife would never be that way again. But had she ever? It was hard to think there could be purity when she showed such total cocklust for a walking corpse like Gihei...

 Yet as he pictured them together and thought of his own inadequacy, he could feel his cock tingling in response. So this was what got him going? Seeing his wife abused by an old man? Perhaps he truly wasn't a man at all. 

 The next day, Gihei and Mori showed up in the morning once more to separate them. Hinata went ahead, while Naruto followed a little while after and went back to the room with the hole. This time, there was no need to bind him down. He sat down and waited with excitement to see what would happen next. 

 Hinata made out lovingly with Gihei yet again, and this time stripped down for him. Her pale and curvy body accepted his every touch, her hardened nipples craving for to be between his fingers. Her pussy dripped wet even as Gihei's gnarled hands explored every inch of her young body, all too desperate to be fucked by him. 

 Finally, Gihei undid his own robe. Hinata cried out in surprise and Naruto blinked in shock of what he saw. Rather than the tiny cock he imagined, out came a throbbing monster, with thick cum oozing from its glistening head. A fiery dragon had been tattooed up and down the shaft, and seemed to move as the web of veins pulsed and brought it to a steely hardness. 

 While the rest of his once proud physique had crumbled and deformed - just sagging skin hanging from a pile of bones - his cock remained as proud as erect as in his youth, and stood ready to service Hinata. 

 She grabbed it without hesitation in total awe of its size. Both her hands combined barely managed to hold the shaft halfway up to its full length. She brought it against the face and grinned, kissing it with adoration, the cocklust written all over her slutty face. "It's so fucking big." 

"As big as your husband?" joked Gihei.

 Hinata cackled devilishly. "I wish. His isn't even a third as big. And the way it is now, it's not even as big as my pinky." 

 Naruto's heart sank. How could she speak so openly about him? How could she diss him like that? She had never said anything about his cock being small and now... Now it was too small for her? 

 Hinata kissed and sucked on the old cock, placing her lips upon it as gently as she did with the kids back home. The head could barely fit her mouth, but she shoved it in and stretched her jaw wide anyway, smiling stupidly at Gihei as she sought to please him as much as she could. Her tongue travelled up and down his kingly shaft, allowing it to rest and throb against her face every so often as she stared up at him submissively, prepared to do whatever he wanted. 

 To be his cocksleeve and his slave in every way imaginable.
 
 To give her fertile body as an offering to his mighty cock.

 Naruto could only grab at his slowly hardening cock in response, trying to jerk it to wakefulness. He never thought seeing Hinata with an older man would be so attractive. But something about her losing her mind and acting so lewd, all while married to him and having kids at home waiting for her made it that much better. 

 Gihei's tattooed cock glistened with her spit. Even when Hinata pulled back to grin at him with her slutty face, an entire web of cum and spit ran from her lips to the shaft. She returned back to it, lapping at the drops of cum that dangled from his sagging balls, pressing her whole face into his nutsack as she worked his cock with hard strokes. Hinata took the wrinkled balls and sucked on them inside her mouth, gently, as if she were trying to melt sweets, using her tongue to massage them. Her half-closed, aroused eyes gazed up at Gihei in raw adoration. 

"That's very good, Naruto," Mori told him, applauding playfully. "You can do it!" 

 I can, he thought, stroking his cock. It was so small compared to the old man's that he felt embarrassed. Even if he managed to get it hard, he wouldn't dare use it on her again. He wanted her to be happy. To have a big juicy cock like Gihei. Especially if he could watch and stroke himself. I missed this feeling... 

 Hinata lowered herself on her back and spread her legs open. Her whole body dripped with sweat. The old man came up and placed the tip against the wet and sensitive lips of her pussy, then slowly pushed it inside, lowering himself into Hinata's warm and soft body. She squeezed him between her huge tits, then wrapped her arms and legs around him, enfolding his old bones with her plushy body.

 It reminded Naruto of the way she used to hold the kids at home. 

 The tighter her hold on him, the deeper his cock buried itself inside, and Hinata's eyes rolled back in pleasure as she essentially used him to fuck herself. She shuddered as it hit previously unexplored regions of her insides, her whole body shivering in response to his size and girth. 

 Naruto had never made her look this way, and he knew he never could.

 Her mouth opened to scream soundlessly as the monster cock hit her most inner depth and spilled its gallons of seed. Her whole body quivered as her trembling limbs held on to Gihei for dear life...

 A moment later she let go of him, exhausted, her arms and legs falling dead to the side. Her mouth opened and closed soundlessly, while her gaping, dead eyes circled around the ceiling, her whole face bearing a look of complete and utter confusion. Her breasts sagged to the side, beaded with trickling sweat, while her quivering legs stayed open as the thick seed that overflowed in her womb began to ooze out of her pussy. 

 It had all happened so fast...

 Shocked at what he had just seen, Naruto looked down to see that he had come. His cock was soft again, but for the first time in months, he had come successfully and gotten hard.

"You did so well, Naruto!" said Mori. "I'm so proud of you! You got there!" 

 That night, he had told Hinata that he had found a way to get himself hard, though he kept her ignorant on the details. Rather than excited as before, Hinata smiled earnestly, clearly no longer interested in his wimpy dick. "That's so nice, honey!" 

 In the end, she let him stick it inside, and after two pumps of thinking about the fact that his cock likely still swam in Gihei's seed, he came and let his watery cum go in an intermingle with the rest.

 The following days were spent doing the same ritual over and over. Hinata would go and get drunk with Gihei, worshiping his majestic cock while Naruto watched in secrecy and stroked himself like an abject cuck. Ironically, now he found himself hard nonstop as his thoughts revolved only around Hinata giving herself to the old man, wishing she would come out pregnant at the end of it all.

 By the time night would fall, he would be as exhausted and soft as before, and an equally exhausted Hinata would kiss him to sleep and say nothing of her doings at all.

 After a while, it was clear that Hinata was indeed pregnant, and Naruto knew that the child could only be Gihei's. "We're going to have another baby!" she told him happily.  

 The thought that such an old man had turned Hinata so slutty and gifted them a baby to raise as their own only made things that much better.
 
 Perhaps, one day, that child would grow up to fuck not only his wife, but his daughter as well. 

 When all was said and done, Naruto and Hinata left the temple happily, with both Mori and Gihei asking them to come again. It had been a success. True, Naruto no longer had any confidence in his tiny dick, and he knew Hinata would seek to be bred again by a big and strong cock. But now he could be hard all day, and stroke himself to all of it at his leisure.

 As they walked the path that led away from the temple, Hinata caressed her pregnant belly joyfully. Out of nowhere, she said, "I feel this will be our best child yet."

 Yes, agreed Naruto. Because his father was a real man. 
 
 One that had cucked him and turned his loyal young wife into a slutty cumdumpster. 
