Chapter 1 - All In

 

When Bakemono woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare, he couldn’t understand who the blonde bimbo in his arms was. It took him a while to come to the realization that it was none other than the little ninja slut Naruto, now on his way to being a proper girl instead. The more time he spent in Bakemono’s presence, the more of his seed he consumed, the closer he got to becoming the proper white whore for his monstrous cock. 

 That’s right, thought Bakemono, reaching out to brush his now much-fuller, perfect cocksucking lips. You might’ve been a boy once, but now you’re just going to be a little girl. That girlfriend of yours will be jealous when she sees you. 

As his massive cock hardened all over again and began to drip viscous cum, he raised himself to his knees and put the bulbous head against Naruto’s smooth cheek. He squeezed his own balls gently, ready to come, then watched as his a river of seed ran from the tip right into Naruto’s closed mouth. The little pink mouth opened wide and took every drop. 

What a good boy. 



//



Naruto awoke the in the morning feeling different. A part of it was the feeling of his rock-hard cock trying to fight the cage that it had been imprisoned it, weakly pushing against it until it ended up exploding in a dribble of his watery sperm. But that’s not it… 

He glanced back to see that Bakemono was gone, thankfully, and wouldn’t pose much of a problem. Naruto felt… oddly connected to the guy now. In a way that made him a little uncomfortable. They ate together, slept together, and had become a little too intimate with each other’s bodies. Once upon a time, the ninja had thought that only Hinata or another one of the girls could make him feel aroused. He never thought that feeling the heat of a fat and disgusting old man with skin as dark as pitch would make his little cock respond in this way. 

It’s because I’ve been deprived from girls, he thought. That’s all. 

It was only when he got out of bed and felt a strange pull of gravity on his chest that he became alarmed. His eyes swivelled down instantly to see… Boobs? 

BOOBS?! 

Naruto covered his chest up at once, though there was no one there to pay attention to his movements. How could I have breasts? Alarms rang throughout his head. Only girls have breasts. Only girls do! Granted, Bakemono had quite the man tits of his own, and Naruto had seen that often with fat and older men, but… 

I’m not fat! And he felt like less of a man now than ever before. Sure, his newly-grown boobs weren’t nearly as big as Hinata’s or anything, but… They’re definitely bigger than Sakura’s. A part of him felt oddly gleeful at the prospect of showing off in front of Sakura, though he knew this to be far too awkward to ever bring up. No, I need to get rid of these. 

Wearing pink heels that were locked to his feet, he ran out of the room in search of his host, his weak seed still dripping from his caged cock. No doubt he did this, thought Naruto. I’ve been so good to this guy, and… And he’s only messing with me! 

He went out of the house to find Bakemono sitting down in the garden, leaning comfortably against a moss-covered tree trunk, his massive back and head protruding from the earth like a small hill. Naruto approached slowly, getting ready to confront him, only to hear a soft squelching sound. It got louder as he approached, and when he turned to look at Bakemono in the eye he could see that the freak was stroking his cock in the morning breeze with a grin on his face.

“Good morning, little ninja,” said Bakemono. Even in the hour or so since Bakemono last saw the kid, his transformation proceeded uninterrupted. Where a boyish ninja stood before him a couple of days ago with the perfect makings of a girl, what stood before him now was a blonde girl with wide hips for breeding and perky tits that were already a handful. They grow so fast, thought the old man, and licked his lips. 

“What are you doing!” cried Naruto, his face blushing. “Look what happened to me!” 

“What happened to you? You look wonderful.” 

“I look like a girl!” 

Bakemono shook his head and sent his fat jowls shaking. “You should be more grateful, little ninja. What you have now is a valuable tool at your disposal. Are you so bad at what you do that you can’t even see it?” 

Naruto frowned in total confusion. Still, he seemed receptive to the idea that this could be some kind of improvement. He crossed his arms over his soft young tits and stared down at him. “What do you mean?” 

“Everyone know that girls make the best assassins. She can use her feminine charm to get past certain obstacles. Plus, she can wrap some fabric around her breasts and keep them down and pass as a boy. Everything works out. Their boys are made to be nimble and aerodynamic, not like the burly bodies of men. And girls love the bodies of other girls.” 

Naruto swallowed. “They do?” 

Bakemono smiled, knowing he had him. “Of course they do. What do you think girls do when they’re alone? They worship each other’s bodies. Of course, they love cock, too, but… Imagine what they’ll say when you tell them you have both.” 

Would they really like me? wondered Naruto. Girls always stared after Hinata’s big boobs as much as guys did, that was certainly true. Does that mean they’ll stare after me as well? 

As the thoughts went through his head his view slid down until he found his gaze stuck on Bakemono’s immense cock. He had never fully grasped the past just how huge that veiny black cock was in the past. Even Bakemono’s immense paw could only cover it halfway. 

“Why don’t you come help me finish?” asked the old man. “Get down here.” 

Naruto took a step back in fright. “Help you… What?” 

“Just come stroke my cock a little, my hand’s hurting from all the work. You’re young and full of stamina.” 

“I c-c-can’t,” stammered Naruto.

“I said help me, damn you!” barked Bakemono, but the voice seemed almost pleading. 

Naruto thought he should say no. That he should resist. But another part of him made him take a step forward. Certainly, he was curious what would happen if he touched it - it was throbbing so powerfully and dripping such thick seed already that he figured a single touch could get him to finish. But another aspect of it was simply how aroused he felt by having to follow orders all of a sudden. Especially when they came from this old man that was disgusting in every way apart from his absurdly-sized cock. Penises were like insects - they were less gross the bigger they were. 

Bakemono watched as the little white boy - if he could even call him that now - knelt in front of his cock. The long and feminine fingers came down warily to wrap around the base of his cock, his eyes clearly unable to glue themselves from the powerful old dick before them.  

The old man reached out and ran his dark fingers through those silky blonde locks of his, the hair of the little princess he had given birth to with his own seed. If he didn’t deserve to fuck those blonde bimbo, then no one did. You’re all mine, Naruto-chan. 

“Well?” asked Bakemono. “Go on. Finish me off.” 

Naruto stroked his cock breathlessly, staring at the endless stream of seed that kept oozing out through the gaping hole of its swollen head, the whole shaft throbbing wildly in his grip. There was something so powerful about that cock and so exhilarating about holding it that he simply couldn’t help but have his little pinky dick get hard in return. 

The thick and hot cum ran down the shaft and over his fingers, down to the great black ballsack below where it spread all over the ground, trembling along with the rest of the cock as it expelled its contents. Compared to his own, it must’ve been at least five times bigger.

The old man laughed gutturally. “You like that, don’t you?” 

The young ninja shook his head, unable to find the appropriate words. He didn’t like it. At least not in that way… But how could he not be compelled by the sheer size of everything? Though he had spent plenty of time with Bakemono, it never occurred to him before this moment just what a gifted monster he was.  

His gaze drifted closer and closer to the bulbous head. He could feel Bakemono’s paws on his head now, pushing him lower, murmuring soft encouragements as his lips were about to connect with the tip. 

“Come on, kid, don’t worry about it. The sooner you help me finish the sooner this will be over.” 

Naruto couldn’t see how any of this was his problem, and prepared to break away with it at once. However… His body did not respond to those thoughts. Even as he told himself that he should bolt away from Bakemono and scold him for this disgusting behavior, his own movements only weakened. 

His lips touched the heated head of his black cock. 

No, no, no… What am I doing!? Everything he had learned up to this point in life told him that he should flee away in disgust immediately. That he should throw up and scream, and never mention this to anyone, that the taste of some guy’s… thing… should be the worst in the world. 

Instead, as the seed pushed past his partly shut lips and into his mouth, making contact with the taste buds of his little pink tongue, they sent an electrifying jolt of pleasure up to his brain. No different than if he had taken a hit of a most powerful drug. 

It… It tastes delicious, he realized, even as his theories told him that was impossible. Though white and viscous, the old man’s seed tasted like honey and strawberries. Sweet and fresh - better than any treat the ninja had ever received in his life before this point. 

His tongue came out warily and scooped up some more into his mouth. He could hear Bakemono laugh and avoided to make eye contact with him. This isn’t funny! It was just so good. So tasty and delicious. How could he refuse? As humiliating as this could be… it would forever be their secret. No one would have to know. 

His worthless little cock pushed against its cage and exploded from all the arousal, spraying his watery seed all over. His feminine body trembled in response, but he made no attempt to move. He kept his head down against the old man’s beautifully throbbing dick, lapping at every drop of cum that came out and bringing it directly into his mouth. 

Bakemono held his head, watching the soft breasts swaying from his chest, knowing that they would only grow in the hours to come. Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined that it would’ve been so easy to turn the ninja into a cock-worshipping bimbo. He thought it would take weeks and weeks of forced treatment and gaslighting. Instead, all it took was to stroke his ego and play up his ditziness. He was born to be a little slut.   

Already, it was difficult to think that the long-haired blonde angel that knelt before him slavishly had been a pushy boy only a few days past. My seed’s getting stronger with age, he thought proudly. At such an old age, he was capable of producing a most serviceable fucktoy with little effort. 

He leaned back and groaned in pleasure, pushing Naruto’s head down to clean up the seed that had run down his shaft and balls. The young ninja resisted - but only a little. A moment later he began to service Bakemono’s cock like a pro, running his tongue up and down its throbbing length, swerving around the dried off sperm until it came off and went right into his mouth.

“You sure are good at this…” 

Wrapping his dark fingers in the golden locks, Bakemono pushed him further down and buried the ninja’s nose and mouth into his musky balls. His massive cock now rested on Naruto’s face, covering most of it, while a single half-opened eye stared at him in the throes of arousal. Poor little thing probably barely knew that he was becoming addicted to this. 

Bakemono rubbed the head of his cock while he could feel Naruto’s soft lips and wet tongue massaging his balls, desperately trying to fit one of them into his mouth. God, the things I’m going to do to him… 

It was with that single thought that he came and unleashed a tide of sperm all over the young ninja’s bright young face. Naruto attempted no move to get out of the way. He simply took it all, letting his face get plastered. Only when Bakemono released his grip on his head did he rise slowly, cum dripping from his face down to his perky breasts and the hardened tips of nipples. 

The young ninja’s mind was distraught. I… I let him come all over me. Or rather the old monster had done so without even asking, simply having his way with Naruto as if he were but a toy. And now he could feel that hot seed covering his entire body, going down his flat tummy to enter his cage and bathe his tiny cock in it as well. 

“Rub it all over,” ordered Bakemono. “It’s good for you.” 

More to get rid of it than anything, Naruto’s hands wandered up and down his new curvy form, trying to get the stuff into his skin. A moment later the old man pushed himself forwards with a groan and grabbed him. Those strong black arms hooked around him and pulled him against Bakemono’s hairy chest, Naruto’s dimpled back arching against his belly.

“That’s more like it,” the old man said. “You need to be a little more rough.” The massive hands moved up and down his chest, squeezing his breasts and tugging on his nipples, then went down to rub his thighs and between his ass cheeks from behind. “That’s much better, isn’t it?”

Naruto nodded with arched brows. “Y-Y-Yes,” he stammered. 

Bakemono could feel his gigantic dick getting hard all over against as the ninja sat on top of it. He loved the feeling of his smooth pale skin against his rough fingertips, and the way the vulnerable body trembled when he touched it in inappropriate places. He’s just begging for it now, he thought happily. Not even fighting back anymore. 

He scooped up a bunch of cum as his hand went up and took it all to Naruto’s face. He rubbed thick seed all over his blushing face, making his full lips pout and forcing his fingers into the warm and wet mouth. 

The slow maneuvers allowed him to move the ninja forwards slowly, until he faced the ground and Bakemono loomed over from above. Just as Naruto picked up on what was happening, Bakemono let part of his weight drop and pinned him down, his gigantic belly and huge limbs threatening to crush Naruto underneath. 

Stop! he kept trying to say, but his mouth was stuffed with those hairy dark fingers that kept playing with his tongue and nearly made him gag. He could feel the old man shifting on top of him with ease, sliding over Naruto’s oiled-up in seed body. 

“Fuck, you’re really good at this, kid. You got me all hard again,” said Bakemono. “I guess you gotta help me finish one last time.” 

As much as he wanted to shove his dick into that pink little asshole, he thought better than to fuck him up so early in the day. Instead, the old man placed his cock so that it rested on top of Naruto’s bubble butt, moving up and down between Bakemono’s own belly and Naruto’s curved back, in a tight space that resembled that of the best cunny. 

Feeling the ninja squirm under him only made Bakemono that much harder. As much as he hated all sorts of effort and prefered to be worshipped instead, he relished each thrust as it slid between that fat ass he himself had created. The shaft of his cock compressed by his own weight, the hard beads inside his cock and its throbbing veins grinding against tiny body below that now belonged to him entirely. 

He came all over again and chuckled by himself. “Fuck, that felt good.” 

When he took his hand out of the ninja’s mouth and got up, Naruto remained in the grass, shining and shifting like a fish out of water, his pale body glistening in the morning sunlight from all the cum Bakemono bestowed him with. 

“Come in when you’re ready. I got a surprise for you.” 





// 





He could not stop thinking about that huge cock. Granted, it was hard to do so when Bakemono now walked around naked all over his own house with the thing swinging between his legs almost all the way down to his knees. However, that was no reason for Naruto to feel as drawn to it as he suddenly felt now. He told himself that he was only acting as the role Bakemono assigned him, that of pretending to be a girl for a limited time. 

“Don’t worry about it, the effects of this are going to wear off anyway,” the old man told him during breakfast. “Make use of it as a tool, use your head, and start to think like a woman.” 

He hated to admit it… But how could a girl not find this old man attractive? He seemed so vulnerable and sentimental at times, and even his grotesque physique held a certain appeal. Not to mention that he had the powers to feminize with his seed which was… unique if nothing else. I wonder what would happen to Hinata if she drank some, he wondered. Would her tits… get even bigger? He would’ve asked him, but he worried the creep would take it as an invitation. 

At present, Naruto sat down and tried to learn how to do his nails and hair. He had never considered before that it could be so difficult, but Bakemono supplied him not only with books that dealt with the issue, but with all sorts of supplies that he could use to better his appearance. “You need to look as attractive as possible. To dazzle people with your beauty. That’s the way of the ninja,” he had insisted. 

That did make sense in theory, after all, Naruto had been witness to plenty of girls getting away with things due to their looks, and had felt the effect of their hotness on himself. The idea that he might join their ranks, though, even just to get the job done, seemed strange. 

Bakemono sat down next to him and took a deep breath. “How’s it going?” 

Naruto glanced down at his shiny new pink nails as they dried. “It’s okay, I guess.” 

“Yeah? Lemme see.” Bakemono grabbed his tiny hand into his. “We need some contrast for this.” Without warning, he took Naruto’s palm and put it down on top of his half-soft cock. “They do look good.” 

Naruto swallowed hard. “Thanks.” 

“You know, it’s important to know how to pleasure a man. Not every guy you’re going to meet when you’re travelling is going to be as eager for sex at all times as I am. You’re going to have to charm them.”

“But… I’m not going to have sex with any of them,” said Naruto stiffly.

“Of course, of course. What I’m saying is, it would be better to train yourself to be charming in order to disarm people with that without ever having to rely on sex or anything so depraved. Maybe now that makes more sense. You need to be able to take a guy’s mind before he figures out that you’re… well, you know.” 

“A boy.” 

“Yeah.” Though I doubt they’d think that, my little princess, thought Bakemono. With his ever-growing tits and his soft pink nipples, who could ever think he was a boy? Not to mention that little cock isn’t much anyway. 

Naruto held his eyes. “So… What should I do?” 

“Have you ever been with a girl? You know what you would want a girl to do to you. I don’t need to tell you that. Try to do to me exactly what you think would make you excited. Pretend I’m an enemy you want to disable.” 

Naruto rose slowly and stood before the old man. He crossed his arms and covered up the cage of his cock, squeezing his breasts together, his blonde locks that had now been brushed and even braided in parts coming down just above from them. 

He stepped forwards and leaned forwards, allowing his hair to brush against Bakemono’s big bald head, then lowered himself gently until the tips of his breasts played against his dark skin. The old man shivered and got a little harder. He hadn’t expected the ninja to learn to be this sensual so fast. He reached up and tried to get a feel of the tantalizingly close breasts, only for Naruto to flip over him and get behind. 

Bakemono laughed savagely. “You’re learning how to tease, aren’t you?” 

“I guess so.. Don’t move again though. Close your eyes.”

“Alright… Let’s see what you can do.” 

Bakemono’s back was tickled by the ninja’s hair again, but soon he could feel the hot flesh of his plushy breasts pushing against him from behind. He grinned and exhaled, amazed at how could they could feel. The little white hands came up and began to rub and massage his fat head and huge shoulders, kneading his meat like a hard dough. 

“Goddamn, kid, you sure are good at this.” 

Then he could feel Naruto’s soft lips kissing at the back of his neck. You little slut… His cock now blazed with a desire to fuck the ninja and turn him into his cocksleeze. All the little kisses only egged him on all the more, turning his imagination to the most glorious ways he could fuck that tight little ass and have his way with it. 

“I think we’re going to have to take your training one step forwards.” 

“Uhm… How is that? I thought this was good…” 

The engorged head of Bakemono’s black cock began to expel hot seed already. “Well, yeah. I think if anything, Naruto, you might be too good at this. You might see some challenge from female ninjas that want to eliminate you or guys that want to have their way with you. So I think you should learn some self-defense. I’ll teach you. I’ll attack you and you’ll have to defend yourself.” 

Defend myself? Naruto didn’t know about that. He had certainly been in plenty of conflicts, but few of them with someone the size of this guy, and never when dressed up like… this. How was he supposed to move quickly in heels? Before he could think too much thought, the old man started coming after him. 

The ninja bolted out of the house and into the yard, laughing at how slowly Bakemono followed in his footsteps. “Come on, old man! I thought you were a threat.”

He truly is agile, Bakemono thought. And I’m getting too old and too big. He chased Naruto around for a couple of minute, unable to catch him, till the sweat poured down his entire body, his face glistening under the powerful sun. 

“Well, well.” Naruto took a deep breath. “It seems I can’t catch you after all. So you’re going to have to let me come at you directly.” 

“How’s that?” 

“Well, you wouldn’t know your enemy’s coming for you if he did it by surprise, would you? You’re going to have to behave normally and wait for me to attack you.” 

“That’s crap!” cried Naruto. “Total crap!” He couldn’t stop laughing. “You’re just awful at this.” 

“Quiet! Come here and pretend to take a nap. Then you’ll have to react to my surprise attack.” 

The ninja sighed and blew a blonde forelock out of his face. “Fine. But just so you know, I consider this cheating.” 

“That’s fascinating. Now nap.” 

“I can’t nap on command!” 

“You can try.” 

Naruto went over to the shadowy porch under the eaves of the house and lay down. He could see Bakemono staring at him, just waiting for his moment. Dumb old man. You might have a big penis but you know nothing about being a ninja. He leaned his back against the wall and took a deep breath, his breaths rising and falling on his chest with a soft jiggle. Bakemono’s dark eyes seemed glued to his tits. If anyone was going to suffer from a surprise attack, it was him. I guess he was right about this transformation trick. Though Naruto wasn’t sure how he felt about having guys look at him like that. 

“Stop staring at me.” 

“Go to sleep.” 

“How can I do that when you’re watching me?” 

“Pretend I’m not here.” 

Naruto snickered. “Look at you. You’re bigger than this house. How can I ignore you?” 

Bakemono opened his mouth to speak. A moment later he simply grumbled inaudibly and went on his way, going back into the house. 

As he sat there, the ninja started feeling lazy and sleepy. He was suppose to be on his guard, but the sun was so bright and the day was so nice that just about every instinct he ever had called for a long nap. At least with one eye closed… There’s no way he can sneak up on me. Even now, he could hear the old man’s heavy footsteps over the creaking floorboard. I just need to rest a little...

Bakemono went to prepare.

This reminder of his lack of physical fitness made him grumpy, and it seemed to him that the kid was just about ready to be initiated properly into the art of lovemaking. Or something close to it, he thought with a grin. He went down into the basement where he kept all his tools and thought about what best to use on him. At this point it was clear that he could overpower Naruto, so simply using force was boring. He thinks he’s better than me, does he? The kid needs to be taught a lesson. 

He went to one of the ancient drawers and opened it, coughing from all the dust flitting in the air. Inside was wooden box, old but still in good shape, the oak it was made from still smooth to the touch. Bakemono took it and headed upstairs. 

Carved into the lid of the box was a simple picture that depicted a rather curvy woman getting grabbed by dozens of hands, unable to do a thing. Just another tool of the trade. He removed it and placed it aside carefully, then took up the blowgun inside, running his hands over its surface. This will do just fine. 

He dipped the dart into the poison, then went out of the house through the front. He jumped over the wall and headed into the treeline, then followed the trail, circling until he reached the back of his house. From his vantage point he could see Naruto already, dozing off where he had left him.  

Had anyone else passed by they would’ve seen nothing but a beautiful young girl, sitting naked for no particular reason. The only thing left of him that could’ve counted towards his boyhood was his dick, and that tiny thing barely mattered much even before. 

Bakemono dropped down to his knees and aimed the blowgun… 

Where is this idiot? wondered Naruto. It had already been a while, so the old man should’ve showed up by now. The worst part was that he was legitimately falling asleep from boredom. Is this his strategy? Killing me with waiting? 

He kept his eyes closed, drifting in and out of sleep, trying to listen for any footsteps. But the house was super quiet now. Maybe he’s taking a nap as well. Hell, maybe I should be the one to surprise attack him. The thought made him smile. Truth be told, Naruto would’ve liked to… touch Bakemono’s thing again. The only problem was that he didn’t care for the old man knowing about it. Saying that he liked his big cock - that was just too embarrassing… 

Something stinged his breast he cried out. His eyes opened and swivelled down expecting to find a bee. Instead, Naruto only saw the feathery end of a tiny dart sticking out of him. “What the…” 

By the time he took it out to inspect it, he could feel the energy draining his body. His limbs cramped and got numb, though by now he was fully awake again. I can’t move… I can’t move them! His mouth couldn’t even cry out for help. 

Only now could he see Bakemono approaching from a distance, his mantits flapping against his huge belly, his hairy body dripping with sweat as he closed in on the ninja. “Well, well, well… Seems you aren’t so good with surprise attacks after all, are you?” 

A surprise attack? This wasn’t… You cheated! Naruto wanted to scream at him but no words came out. His whole body simply gave up on following his commands. His mind filled with terror at the thought of what might happen to him in this state. I can’t move, I can’t talk… No, this can’t be happening!

Bakemono watched him. “Don’t be alarmed, little girl. You’re alright now. Daddy’s here to take care of you.” 

Little girl? I’m no little girl! And you aren’t my father! You creep! You filth! Get away from me. I’ll kill you for this! Get away!!!

The devilish grin on Bakemono’s face only widened. “Aren’t you happy? Now we’re finally going to spend some proper time together. And I’m going to enjoy this wonderful body of yours. Every inch of it.” His dark sausage finger came down to Naruto’s belly and slid all the way up to his soft tits. “My, my, they’ve gotten bigger since I last saw them, haven’t they? Daddy sure loves big tits.” 

Naruto stared in shock as Bakemono pushed his finger into his right breast. The flesh was so soft that simply swallowed his finger, yielding to his touch like a creamy dessert. They’re so nice, he thought stupidly. They were his breasts, but he couldn’t deny that they were stunning. To think that they would be touched by such a horrible creep… I’m being touched by him. 

“It’s time you start to think like a girl, Naruto. Tell me, why are girls so afraid of being alone? Of being… helpless? What do you think happens to them?” Bakemono licked his toad lips. “Ahhh, can’t talk can you? Though I bet you have some ideas, don’t you? You’re quite the little slut already. I know it, and deep down you know it too. You’re mine now. Just my little girl.”

What a sight… Bakemono couldn’t have been happier with how it all turned out. He scooped Naruto in his arms and took him back to the bedroom, the glazed and terrified look in his eyes - or her eyes, rather - making him that much harder. The things I’m going to do to you… 

“This is the day you become a woman,” he announced. 

The old man put him down on the floor, then closed the door and locked it. Then he approached slowly, tantalizing his eyes with the sight of Naruto lying on the floor before him. That pale and feminine body with its perfect curves and topping-pink nipples, with the full lips that would soon have to stretch around his black cock. 

He lowered his huge body on top of the ninja, allowing his balls and cock to rest over his cute face. The alerted look in Naruto’s eyes was easy to read, but clearly he could do nothing. That wonderful, wonderful concoction did its job. “What, you don’t like this?” He could feel the air passing in and out of Naruto’s nostrils as his ballsack rested on them comfortably. His throbbing cock covered the rest of his face. “Cheer up. You’re about to get a special treatment. Few people ever get to experience a cock as big as mine. And you’re about to train your ass into taking all of it.” 

Horror. Terror. Despair. All in the ninja’s eyes.

Bakemono laughed and used his cock to brush the blonde hair away from Naruto’s beautiful face. “I’m going to turn you into a cumdumpster. Get ready.” He traced his fingers one last time over the heart-shaped face and the ninja’s silky skin, then slid off to the side. 

He turned Naruto over on his chest, then gave his already-pumped-up cock a few beginning strokes as he felt the firm little bubble butt. Nice and pale and round - perfect for a good fucking from an old man. Up to this point the kid hadn’t received much anal training but… I can’t wait any longer. I need that ass. 

Bakemono got on top of him again and spread his ass wide, then let a few gobs of his own spit come down to the tight little rose of his butt. “Gods, but it’s so tiny.” He giggled grimly. “I don’t think you’ll ever be the same after this one, my little ninja.” He massaged the area with his thumb gently, trying to relax the muscles as he began to push inside… 

“That feels good, doesn’t it? Your asspussy is going to receive the pounding of its life.” 

Noo, you can’t~ No matter how frightened he became, Naruto simply couldn’t regain control of his deadened limbs. He could feel them - he almost wished he didn’t - but there was no way he could move and get away from the old man. The bastard… He… He’s using me!!! He’s going inside of me~ Affghhhh~

Bakemono focused on the tight squeeze as the little white ass as it wrapped around his finger. “I’m not even sure how I’m going to get in here when you’re so tight. I think I’ll just have to force my way inside.” Grinning, he forced a second finger inside, relishing the strain on the sensitive ass meat as it struggled to expand and make room. “That’s right, slut, open up for Daddy.” 

Once he could flex all three of his fingers inside, he took them out and spread the ass cheeks wide, taking a proud look at the gaping hole before him now. Despite the tightness of young whores like Naruto, their bodies proved to be supremely malleable to a harder, rougher touch. Just made to be little fucktoys. 

The old man kept it stretched and prodded with the engorged head of his cock. “This is going to feel so good, kiddo… I promise you that!” 

Without another warning he thrust in with his rock-hard cock, holding the little butthole as stretched as he could. He could feel the pushback from the tight entrance ring against his head, but Bakemono powered through, letting his entire weight drive his throbbing shaft into impaling Naruto alive. 

The ninja made no moves to protect himself. The paralysis sure did a perfect number on him, though the old man could only imagine the terror going through his head as his body was being torn apart from the inside out by a monstrous cock like this one. 

It’s just as you deserve, thought Bakemono. Total destruction and feminization. 

Naruto truly couldn’t understand what was happening. Never in his entire life had he felt such a pressure built up from within, let alone such pain. With every second that passed he thought that his body would be ripped apart, split in two from the mind-bending power of that old black dick digging into his butthole. But just as he thought that the end was reached and he could feel his flesh ripping like a dress, it managed to take a little more in, until he himself couldn’t believe what his body proved capable of.

“Fuuuck, my whole head’s inside!” groaned Bakemono. “And here I was worried you couldn’t take it.” He slapped the fat white ass and pushed in deeper still, sweating and breathing hard as his shaft got enfolded by Naruto’s tender flesh. 

He lowered himself until his huge body covered up his new fucktoy, then began to fuck him up the ass in earnest. Now that he could reach inside the whole way, there was no point to show mercy. Whatever happened happened - if the kid wanted to show that he had been worth the trouble, he would have to brave through it all and take the black cock like a good little trooper.

“You like that?” asked a sweaty Bakemono. “You like the way I own your ass, you slut?” 

Naruto’s mind drew a blank. All he could feel was something gigantic going in and out of him, working up his entire lower body and sending tingles through his otherwise immobile form. Though it was only his ass getting raped, he felt it everywhere. Every part of his new feminine body responded positively to that big dick, heating up like crazy and and sending jolts of pleasure that were frying his already damaged brain.

I… I don’t like this… I’m… 

“You’re just a fucking dumb young cunt made to be fucked,” said the old man. He tittered grimly, then slapped Naruto’s face a couple of times and yanked the blonde hair back. 

I... “I’m…” the ninja managed to whisper. 

“Coming back to your senses are we? Well, I don’t want to hear a word from you. Only your screams.” Bakemono shoved his fingers inside his mouth and stuffed it up, feeling the little pink tongue darting all over desperately as he tried to speak. “That’s right. I told you. You’re mine now. As is your tight little ass.” 

Naruto’s toes flexed helplessly as he regained the slightest bit of control over his body. But it was too late. He could feel Bakemono pressing him from above, feel his own body getting filled up by his cock while the slap of Bakemono’s sweaty balls and hairy gut hitting his tender ass cheeks. “Arrghhhhh! Ngghffff!”

The old man slammed his face down. “I said fucking take it, whore!” 

If only he understood. Naruto had no intention of going anywhere. Not anymore. As much as he had fought to stop this from happening, he couldn’t deny that the feeling of being ass fucked was simply too good. Too fucking good. I want this… I want to be this… Not all the pleasures of his entire life as a boy up to this point combined fared positively in comparison to getting raped as if he were a doll meant to be broken. I’m just his fucktoy. I exist to pleasure men… 

Meanwhile the old man started feeling up the weak body under him, trying to get those big and soft tits. He ended up dropping to his side and pulling the ninja after him, pressing the young back against his chest as he wrapped his dark and hairy arms around his small waist and groped and squeezed at the delicate flesh of his tits. 

“Fuck me…” whispered Naruto, finally able to talk. 

Now it was Bakemono that felt overwhelmed. It somehow seemed easier to do this when he did it against the ninja’s will - looking down now into those bright young eyes that looked up at him with such sultry desire put him on the spot. He needed to perform. He needed to live up to his reputation - or the one he wanted to have, at least. 

The sweat poured down his brow and even got into his eyes. His throbbing cock had already come several times, but it hadn’t softened a bit. Nevertheless… “I’m almost done with you,” he told Naruto. 

Gaping eyes. “What? You’re not done! I’m just getting started.” 

Before the old man could reply, Naruto wiggled out of his hold and kicked him onto his back. With seed dripping from his ass and sweat dripping from his tits, he raised himself high, and then slowly came down upon the erect tip of Bakemono’s hard dick, his whole body spasming with pleasure. 

At that point Naruto began to ride his cock in earnest, flexing his asshole to offer the maximum amount of pleasure, knowing that there would be no stop now from becoming a total cumdumpster. All this time spent as a boy and as a ninja only to discover that his ultimate purpose was to worship cock. 

He ran his fingers through Bakemono’s hairy chest, then went in for a deep kiss, clapping his fat ass up and down the old man’s thick shaft as he sought to give himself the greatest orgasm he had ever felt. 

Naruto brushed the blonde locks from his face and pinched his own nipples. “Give me your cum, Daddy. Please.” 



//



Hinata approached the old house excited to get it over with. Though she had only been separated from Naruto for a few days, she looked forward to seeing him again and going away together. It was sad news that she hadn’t been able to find anyone for Bakemono, but she did her best.

However, no one showed up at the door when she knocked. She called out both their names and still there was nothing. After a while she started to worry in earnest and made her way inside to see what was going. Nothing’s happened to Naruto, surely…

She found Bakemono lying in his tub in the garden shade, his huge and dark body only partly submerged. There was no sign of Naruto anywhere, though it appeared that he had indeed found someone for the old man while she was gone… 

A blonde with luxuriously long hair knelt in the tub besides Bakemono, presumably pleasuring him. Hinata warded her gaze, but she still glanced a moment out of sheer curiosity. Small pale hands with daintily painted nails were stroking the biggest cock ever. 

“You’re the girl, aren’t you?” asked Bakemono with some indifference. He lay back in the tub and groaned as the girl went down to suck the head of his cock. 

“Y-Yes… Is Naruto still here?” 

“Naruto? I don’t think so.” He laughed grimly, then kicked at the young golden-haired princess hard enough to make some of the water slosh out of the tub. “You there, you seen the kid?”

That’s no way to treat a girl like that… thought Hinata. 

The girl’s full lips opened wide, though she couldn’t entirely keep them off of his cock. She seemed… oddly addicted to worshiping it. “I haven’t seen him,” said the most syrupy voice Hinata had ever heard. She hugged her huge breasts around her chest and then shot Hinata a look. “I’m sure he’s gone by now.” 

“Oh… I guess I’ll find him. Maybe he went out looking for me.” 

Bakemono cleared his throat and spit - not away from the tub, but right on the blonde. “Enough chatter. You there, you wanna join us, or not? I might have some information about your boyfriend if you do.” 

Hinata blushed and smiled. “N-No… I think not.” 

The old man yanked the girl up for a kiss by her hair and spanked her ass hard enough to leave a print. His mighty cock pulsed a few times, seed oozing down its sides, then came down to rest on the blonde’s bubble butt. “Shame. I guess you’ll come across him sooner or later.” 

Hinata said her goodbyes and left them alone, though she lingered for a few moments by the house, observing the two. She couldn’t understand how that girl would find a disgusting old man like that attractive. How she could tolerate this kind of behavior. Granted, his cock was certainly huge and super strong, but… It’s not worth this kind of treatment.  

No, likely Hinata was feeling bad for the wrong person. Only a real slut, a total whore, a degenerate piece of trash would allow herself to be used and degraded in such a way only to have access to a huge black cock. She deserves everything she gets. 



// 



Naruto nursed his Daddy’s beautiful shaft and squeezed out drops of cum into his mouth. He couldn’t take his hands off of it. Couldn’t stop devouring its seed. When he dies, I’ll be a boy again, I think… he kept telling himself. But until then… 

“I told you she wouldn’t recognize you.” 

He giggled. “Yes, Daddy, you did. I look better than she does now.”

“Without a doubt. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever made.” 

The words only made Naruto’s own little clitty get hard in its cage. He buried his face in Daddy’s sweaty balls while Daddy played with his hair and stroked his head. I’m going to be the best slut ever for you, Daddy… I’m so happy… 

