Chapter 0 - Day One

 
Naruto stood next to Hinata in the dim room, wondering what to do about this Bakemono guy before him. It was a strange thing, to call him that way, but his initial disbelief of the villagers referring that way to a lonely man that wanted to kill had been dispelled by the actual sight of him.


Going by the few hairs on his sweating head that went from one side to another he was likely pretty old. But with all the rolls of fat that encased his body and the thick hair that ran not only over his arms and chest but also down his back and shoulders, he seemed more like a yokai of some kind, one close in nature to a wild beast. 


But does that mean he deserves to die? Hinata had suggested that it would be best to leave things be, but Naruto knew too well what it was like to be unwanted and treated as an outsider to abandon someone in the same position. He probably doesn't even knows what he's doing wrong, just like me. 


"I told you to go," grumbled Bakemono. His beady dark eyes settle on the ceremonial dagger placed by the candle. He sat cross legged before it, the weight of his insane corpulence making the wooden floorboards curve inwards wherever he stood. 


"We can't just go!" snapped Naruto with an attitude. "Not before you tell us you won't do anything stupid!" 


Bakemono tittered darkly, the waves of amusement rippling through the wealth of fat encasing what Naruto imagined to be a normal man. "If you don't go, I'll just have to kill you first." 
Hinata scowled and opened her mouth. "You--"


But Naruto placed a calming arm on her chest. "Listen here!" he yelled. Bakemono's raised his brow with curiosity. "We're going to help you, and you're going to let us. There's no such thing as a person that's meant to be alone! Everyone in this world is meant to have a soulmate. It took me years to find Hinata" - he glanced at her smiling face - "but now I have. We can find yours too."


"There is none," insisted Bakemono. "Are you this stupid, kid?" 


"Stupid?" Naruto shot back, laughing. Though there was a nervous edge to that forced response. "You're stupid! Because you want to die like this!" 


Bakemono gave him a long, thoughtful look. He smiled. Wow. Did that work? wondered Naruto. "It seems to me that you want to die," said the old man.  


"Hey!" Hinata stepped protectively. 


"Wait!" said Naruto. He whispered to her: "I have an idea." 


He went over and stood right in front of Bakemono. Usually, this kind of move helped with other people he had come across, especially when they were seated. However... Bakemono was still taller than him even now, and Naruto suddenly felt painfully aware that he could be grabbed between those strong dark hands at the first wrong word.


"I..." he stammered, at a loss for words. 


"Don't be shy, now," said Bakemono. 


"I... I know how we can fix this. My girlfriend, Hinata, she has a very special power. It allows her to see all sorts of things normal people can't. If you give her three days, she's definitely going to find a person for you! And then you can get married, have babies, and live happily ever after."


"I don't think so." 


"Come on! Three days! You've been alive for ages and ages! What's three days? I tell you what, if..." He swallowed. Could he seriously get the words out? But he had to. He couldn't just let him kill himself. "If Hinata fails, we're going to help you, and she'll carry your first baby." 


Naruto didn't need to glance back at Hinata to know that her pale face must've been both indignant and terrified. Yes, I know, but what do you want me to say? I can't just let him die! 


Bakemono looked past Naruto to Hinata, and bobbed his head thoughtfully. "Three days."


"You agree?"


"Only three days. After that, I'll take what's mine."

Naruto headed out to see Hinata go. “I’m sorry I went ahead without asking you,” he told her.
Hinata smiled softly. “It’s okay. You have a good heart. I know that. Sometimes, seeing you go all out for all these people reminds me that I’m not nearly as nice. Still… that’s why I love you, honey. You follow your heart.”

They kissed in the moonlit yard of Bakemono’s homestead, prepared but heavy-hearted to be without each other for so long. Naruto wrapped his arms around his beloved and held her. He could feel her hot breath hitting his neck, and feel the way her soft chest pressed against him.

He swallowed, feeling a little aroused. He tried to focus instead on the harmony of cicadas in the bushes, but instead he began to think of how Hinata would be going out all alone, and how many men would be tempted by seeing a girl like her all by herself.

Crap. He suddenly felt so angry that he had to stay behind. But how else could he trust that this fat idiot wouldn’t take his own life? 


“You’ll be careful, right?” he asked.


“Of course!” 


“And if any strange men talk to you… If any men talk to you, ignore them!”


Hinata giggled, delighted. “I’ll be sure to tell them my boyfriend is both jealous and feisty.”


Naruto reddened. “Hey!”


“And the nicest boy in the world,” added Hinata, coming in to give him a final deep kiss.

Naruto kissed her back, taking all the comfort he could from this final moment. 

He headed back into the dreary house all alone. Though the lofty building had clearly been built in mind for a huge family, and one of high status at that, now it stood crumbling and withering away. The windows were covered up, while moss and mould and spiderwebs competed for the ceilings and corners. While going over the groaning hallway that took him back to Bakemono, Naruto thought he could even hear the low growl of a wild animal. Just how many things make their home in here? 


“Is your girlfriend gone?” asked Bakemono upon seeing him. The nearly-guttered candle flickered in the draft. The candlelight had to struggle to illuminate Bakemono’s deep, dark skin.


“Uh, yeah. She’s gone. But don’t worry, she’ll be back. In the meantime, I’ll watch over you.” 


“Have you been adequately equipped for a stay in a noble house?”


“Uh…” Just what did that even entail? “I have no idea.” 


Bakemono stood up with a speed that took Naruto by complete surprise. Someone that fat shouldn’t be able to move so fast. But his thick legs and arms seemed to be far stronger than one might assume. 

“Now,” said the old man, coming by Naruto. “Take off your clothes.”


Naruto arched his brow. “What? Why?” 


“Because I need to check! Boy, this isn’t some fisher’s hut! This is an honored estate.”


What difference does it make? he wanted to ask. Still… he couldn’t very well make him angry so fast. Blushing, Naruto stripped down to his underwear and stood before him.


He felt oddly embarrassed by the whole thing. Bakemono was not only a lot older, but taller by a couple of heads and so fat that it made Naruto feel weak and skinny. Not to mention that his skin was so luxuriously dark, that by contrast, Naruto felt his own to be weakly pale, almost sickly. 


“Now,” said Bakemono, taking off his sweated-through kimono. “Take off your underwear. Stop asking why, and just do it.” 


Naruto’s cheeks and jaw hurt from the forced smile that was plastered over his face. Yet, what could he do? I can’t tell the guy no in his own home… And more than that, he seemed so much stronger that Naruto didn’t really want to come to blows with him for real. Even if by some chance he won, it didn’t seem worth it, and the whole plan to help him would go out the window. 


He slipped out of the underwear, leaving his pale and skinny form to be caressed by the spurting candle flame. At first he worried that his thing might be soft. That had happened before when skinny dipping, and he always hated to be seen that way by the other boys. But now, he saw that it was actually hard and stuck out proudly from between his crotch. Feeling confident, Naruto straightened his shoulders and stuck his chest out.


His confidence, however, was short lived. 


Bakemono reached down beneath his sagging, hairy belly and unmade the knot that held his [underwear] together. The soaked fabric fell down to the floor with a [splash?], leaving his cock hanging out in the open. 

Naruto couldn’t see where it started for the stretch-marked gut that hung over it. But much of the black shaft came down almost to the level of his knees, with swollen head. The powerful veins throbbed all over, while little [mounds?] rose all over its length, giving it a barbed look. 


He swallowed. Now that he thought back, he remembered that he had seen other men before with tools just as big, and they, too, were far darker of skin than Naruto. Was that simply how it worked? Did dark skin mean your thing got… that big?


“Heh, heh, heh.” Bakemono’s laughter made his black cock swing, hitting his thighs with a meaty thwack! that made Naruto jump. “I knew you weren’t worthy to be the real man here.” 


Naruto’s already blushing face turned a deep crimson. “Hey!” he yelled. Ashamed, he cupped his little white cock. “You aren’t the only man here! I’m a far better man than you are! For one, I have a girlfriend! And two, I’m not the one trying to kill myself.” He paused. Had he not gone too far already? He expected Bakemono to strike him. But seeing the obese old man staring at him without a word made him think that the words hit home. “Three,” he added emphatically, “this isn’t what makes a man!” 


“Oh, really?”


“Yes. So I challenge you. Starting right now. I’m going to prove to you that I’m a better man.”


Bakemono nodded with grim amusement. “As you say. Give me a bit.” 


Naruto stood waiting as the old man waddled off. Perhaps he shouldn’t have stayed behind… Now, he was feeling very lonely. Not to mention that things were getting too weird for him. Maybe she’ll come back tomorrow at first light, he told himself hopefully. 


Bakemono returned with a little device that he passed on to Naruto. It seemed to be made of pink plastic and some steel. Was it a weapon? “What is this?”


“That’s for you,” he said, jerking his head down to Naruto’s little penis. 


“W-What do you mean?”


“It’s a cage. You have to lock yourself up.”


“I don’t understand…”


Bakemono sighed. “Listen, kiddo. It’s just how things work around here. One alpha male always gets chosen, while the others become second-in-line. Now, to make sure they don’t try anything funny or touch the alpha’s harem, they wear these cages. That way, they have no way of fucking anything unless they please the alpha.” 


Naruto held the cage with a trembling hand. This was just too much. A cage to put around his thing? How could that be? And in what world was this normal? Granted, he didn’t know much about the outside world, let alone the practices in other regions of the world, but…


“But you said we could challenge each other!” insisted Naruto.


“Well, we did. And it turns out you have a baby cock. One for me, zero for you. So until you get an upper hand, that thing is staying on.”


“But there’s no girls around here either!” 


Bakemono took a frightening step forwards and barked down at him, the spittle flying from his toad-mouth. “You put it on right now or I’ll put it on for you. Do not fuck with me! You lost. Put it on.” 


Trembling, Naruto tried to figure out how to place it. All the yelling had made him shrivel up, which made placing his already small cock inside the cup relatively easy. But when he put it all together and heard it click into an unbreakable lock, a shiver of fear went through him.


“I’m sorry,” said Bakemono, ruffling his blonde hair. “You need to understand, I’m just trying to teach you. You need to be respectful of other cultures. You’re my guest here. So you need to follow the house rules.”


“Y-Yeah!” said Naruto, trying to smile cheerfully. “I’ll beat you tomorrow!” 


“That’s the spirit!” 


Naruto reached down to grab his clothes when Bakemono grabbed him hard by the wrist. “What are you doing?”


“Just getting dressed…”


The old man smiled. “Come on now, kid, you don’t need to do that, do you? What, are you a grown man or some little girl?”


“I’m a man…” 


“Then? It’s just us guys here. We don’t need to get naked. To hell with that.”


“Yeah!” He laughed nervously. “To hell with all that!” 

“You see?” Bakemono gave him a playful slap on the ass that sent Naruto tottering forwards, a sting going across his buns. “Just some fun guy time now, until your girl comes back.”


Ouch! Naruto tried to massage the burn on his butt furtively. He wouldn’t let this guy feel that he’s better. Naruto would prove him wrong. You don’t need a thing that big to be the better man!


His stomach grumbled. It came out of nowhere, but now that the sound rang in his ears Naruto suddenly felt empty and starving. “Is there anything to eat?” 


“I’ve got some chips and dip. You want some?”


“Sure! That would be nice…” 


Bakemono left Naruto behind as he went to the kitchen. Gods, what a foolish kid. He almost fell bad for him. More naive than an actual child, even though he was practically a grown man. 

He went over and took some chips out of a counter, then grabbed a big bowl for the dip. He placed it on the small table in the corner, then started give long and hard strokes to his cock in the darkness.


The fun I’m going to have with these two. At first, it was the girl that took his breath away. Even in her loose clothing, her huge tits, big ass, and child-bearing hips were clear as day. The perfect kind of slut that had been made to be broken in by a real man and bred until broken. She would love it and live for it, even if she didn’t know it yet.


But once he saw Naruto naked all sorts of potential came to the fore. He appeared a lot more boyish in his clothes than he did without them. Not only was he rather skinny, but his skin was smooth, and his round ass and wide hips were definitely that of a girl and not of a guy. With a little guidance and some time to let him develop and for his blonde hair to grow, he could become an even better little slut than his girlfriend. 


As he considered all of this, his black cock began to shoot thick ropes of gooey seed into the bowl, one after another, until he filled it to the brim. And even then, he could’ve gone on. After all these years by himself doing nothing but jacking off to what could’ve been or what could be, he had raised his stamina and cum capacity to an outrageous level. 


He mixed in some chopped garlic the cum and sprinkled in some spices for good measure. Then he grabbed the two bowls and headed back into the room. 

Naruto waited for him sitting cross legged before the candle, toying around with the ceremonial knife. His eyes went wide as soon as he saw the food, and he immediately dipped one of the chips in the mixture and began to eat.


“Is it good?” asked Bakemono.


“Mhm!” said Naruto emphatically as chewed away. As he ate, his gaze came to rest on Bakemono’s cock.
 
The old man looked down, now painfully aware that his cock not only remained throbbing intensely, but that it dripped with cum, the drip, drip, drip, leaving spots all over the floor. 

Worried that the kid might get ideas, he opened his mouth to apologize. But instead what he found was that Naruto stared at the cock with unabashed fascination, unable to look away. 


Crunch!

Naruto bit eagerly into the chips, savouring the salty flavor of the dip. It was a little bit too thick for him and hard to get down his throat, but he hadn’t tasted anything so good in ages. It was pleasantly warm too, and it went down and spread that warmth into his tum. 


“It’s really good,” he said.


“Good to know,” said Bakemono affably. “I’ll be sure to get us more of it. You think your girlfriend would like it?”


“Hinata? Definitely! She loves stuff like this.”


Naruto couldn’t get over just how big the guy’s dick was. How did anyone have a thing like that? What was it like to live with it? Wouldn’t it be a complete pain?


Just now, he could feel his own cock hardening in the cage from how good it felt to eat great food. 


Actually… it was painfully hard. Naruto tried to move around a little to get it to sit more comfortably, but the head of his cock kept pushing against the cold steel in a worrying way. He couldn’t understand what got it so erect…
Meanwhile, he kept gazing at the way Bakemono’s dark cock pulsed and oozed strings of sticky cum, the veins writhing all over the surface of the shaft. 


Bakemono’s hand went down and grabbed onto his cock, jerking it back and forth in a relaxed manner, squeezing out the remnant drops of thick seed and shaking them off all over. 

Naruto could feel a bit of it hit him on the shoulder. He got goosebumps, but to say that got hit with cum would be… way too embarrassing. He simply ate, struggling now to swallow the sludge of the spicy dip and get it rolling down his throat. 


It was so good that when he ran out of chips, he simply dipped his fingers in instead and began to lick it off.


“That girlfriend of yours is real beautiful, isn’t she?” asked Bakemono.


“Hinata?...” Why would he be asking randomly about Hinata?


“I have to tell you,” said Bakemono, sitting down with a groan. “I’m hoping she doesn’t find anyone. I look forward to fucking her young little pussy and filling up her fertile womb. She must be so tight. Is she?”


Naruto blushed and looked down. He didn’t want to hear these sorts of things about Hinata, and especially not about this guy doing them to her. They would do all sorts of things when they got married. Naruto barely even knew what they all entailed, but he had heard things from others by accident…
Whatever it was, they would be together forever.


“I asked you a question, kid. Is she tight?”


“I don’t know.”


Bakemono scowled at him. “Are you telling me you’ve never fucked her?”


“N-No…” 


“Gods! How is that even possible? You have a piece of ass like that with you all day long and you don’t fuck her? Have you seen how big her tits are? How thick she is all over? Having those thighs wrapped around you must be the best feeling. You tell me you’re a man. What kind of man doesn’t fuck a girl like that?” 


“I…” Naruto wasn’t sure what to say. It never occurred to him that fucking her would be the manly thing to do. If anything, the thought that waiting was the best thing to be done. To treat her with respect. To make love when the time called for it. 


“Listen to me, I don’t care what she says or what other skills she has. That girl is here for one reason, to be bred. Her body says it all.”


“And… How do I do that? How do I… breed her?” 


Bakemono grinned and sniffed. “Honestly, I don’t know. Looking at you, you seem to have some problems down there. Maybe you’re right for postponing it. A woman like that… she’ll want a real cock to fill her up. It could be that the moment she finds out you have a tiny pecker, she goes looking for greener pastures.” 


Hinata leaving him? Because his thing wasn’t big enough?! That was simply unbelievable. Hinata loved him. And Naruto loved her. There was no way people could care about things like that… Definitely not a sweet girl like Hinata…. 

And yet, he worried now. What Bakemono said about Hinata was definitely true. Even a guy as socially inept as he was could still notice the way people stared at her whenever they went. The manner in which all sorts of lowlives made an excuse to touch her or accidentally bump into her to get a feel of her plushy body. 


“Is… Is there any way to make your thing bigger?” asked Naruto innocently. “To make mine as big as yours?”


Bakemono nodded gravely. “There are some ways. But it’s very painful.”


“I don’t care at all!” 


“Enough! These are family secrets we’re talking about here. Right now you’re only a guest in this home. Please, remember your place and be dignified.”


Naruto lowered his eyes. “I’m sorry. I just… I don’t want to lose Hinata.”


“I get it. And you’re a nice guy. You want to help me out, and now you’re keeping me company. Maybe we can talk more about this later. For now, try to finish your food. Then we’ll go for a little walk.”


Ah, perhaps he would help him after all… This Bakemono guy sure seemed rude at first, but Naruto got the impression now that he was soft underneath his insistence on following rules and his gruff appearance. It’s a good thing we stopped here, really…


Naruto finished sucking up all that tasty dip and ended by licking up the bowl greedily. Only at the end, wiping the sweat from his face, did he sigh with satisfaction.


“Good, huh?” asked Bakemono.


“Delicious!”


They got up together and went into the garden at the back of the house. It was a little chilly out, especially to be all naked, but Naruto wanted to appear manly enough to take it. The moon was up high in the sky and perfectly clear, while the cicadas and owls sang together from the nearby fields and forest. 


Are you looking at the moon and thinking about me right now too, I wonder? he meant to ask Hinata.

Another slap on the ass woke him from his wistful moon gazing. “Come on!” cried Bakemono. “Let’s get going!” 


Naruto struggled to keep up as he fought down his painful erection. Now, to make things worse, his ass stung again. Manly behavior is not that nice…


Once they got to the treeline, Bakemono grabbed his massive cock and aimed it towards the tree, unleashing a jet of piss so strong that a few drops even hit Naruto before he backed off. Bakemono groaned in pleasure, holding onto his giant black cock with both hands as he showered the surroundings in hot piss. 


“Come on,” he told Naruto. “Go ahead. Then we’ll go back inside.”


“But…” Naruto couldn’t figure what to do next. He was locked inside, so…


Bakemono came over, his cock still swinging wildly and shooting darts of piss as he moved. He pushed Naruto down on his haunches. “Now go! Come on!”


Naruto trembled from he hard grip in which his shoulder was being squeezed. Just how strong was this Bakemono guy… 


The pain alone was enough to get Naruto to lose control. A little tinkle escaped him, passing through the holes of his cage and dribbling down onto the ground. Soundlessly. Harmlessly.


“Well, you’re done now,” said the old man. “Let’s get back in. It’s about time to get some rest.”


Naruto rubbed his arms. “It’s so cold.”


“It’s a little chilly. Don’t worry, I’ll try to find you something.” 


Naruto waited around in the house as Bakemono went to find him some clothes. He only wanted to wear his own, but the older man insisted they were smelly and in need of a proper wash to get out of the acrid smell of sweat. But your home and you smell way worse… he wanted to shoot back.


Bakemono returned and handed him a silken pair of underwear and some nearly-transparent socks. The socks only came up halfway to his thighs, while the underwear left most of his ass exposed. “What is this?...”

“They call it lingerie,” said Bakemono, inspecting him once he had put it on. “You might not be familiar with it, but it’s what young guys wear around here to look their best. They say it feels very good. Doesn’t it?” 


“It does feel very good…” Naruto was forced to concede. It was comfortable and soft, and moving in it had all the freedom of being naked while retaining the benefit of wearing clothes. 


“That’s great. Anyway, I think maybe we should hit the sack, right? You have a big day tomorrow, and so do I.” 


“We d-do?” stammered Naruto.


“I thought you wanted to prove to me what a man you were!” 


“Oh, yeah! You’re right, I do!”


Wearing his pink lingerie and locked away in a chastity cage, Naruto followed Bakemono all the way into the heart of the decrepit house, into a cramped little room with boarded up windows and a single bedroll spread over the floor. 


“Uh…” 


“What?”


“Can we both sleep in here? I mean, there’s only one.” 


“Of course we can! And there’s a lot to talk about anyway.” 


Oh, right. Naruto finally remembered the discussion from before. Perhaps, if he played his cards right, he could get Bakemono to reveal the family secrets that got him such a big cock.


Naruto dropped down on the bedroll and got under the covers, enjoying the fuzzy, happy feeling of being protected all the way up to his neck. Bakemono got down next to him, and brought the covers over his massive belly. In order for them both to share, Naruto was forced to get closer under his skin touched Bakemono’s side.


“Wait,” said the old man. “Lemme get a pillow for you.” 


Bakemono got up on his knees and leaned over Naruto to get something from the drawer. As he did so, though, his throbbing cock came down to rest over Naruto’s face and press against his lips. 


UHMMMMMMMMMM!!

Naruto’s mind went on full alert. But he couldn’t even open his mouth to speak! And the whole thing was so big and so heavy that no matter how he twisted and turned his head, it still remained resting right over his face. 

“Where is it…” he heard Bakemono say. 


Naruto could feel the shaft moving over his lips and nose, its veins pulsing against his skin, all those little bumps under the rolling painfully over his face. Just what are they anyway?! He had no words for how gross this was, and he couldn’t even say anything! Worst of all, he could feel his own cock agonizing once more against the tiny cage. 


Seriously, how can it be so big? he wondered. Did he seriously not notice he dumped his black cock unceremoniously on Naruto’s face? That its rough, wrinkled skin kept rubbing over his soft, young lips?


At last Naruto felt it lift up and he sighed with relief. He could see it above him now, hovering like some dark-skinned monstrosity. It began to leak again, and a driblet of cum caught Naruto right on the lips! 

He was about to open his mouth and yell in protest when Bakemono dropped down again, this time slamming the cock into his face. It made an audible sound, and suddenly Bakemono gazed down and realized what had been happening.


“Naruto! I’m so sorry!” 


“No… Don’t worry,” he said, trying to smile again.

He expected - he hoped - Bakemono would get up and move out of the way. Instead he only shifted to the side, letting his anaconda dick wrap itself around Naruto’s neck and rest there instead.

Naruto swallowed hard, feeling his Adam’s apple struggling against the insane weight of his member. So big… His little cock still struggled in its cage. Could there even be a cage big enough to hold something like this? 


When Bakemono finally pulled out a pillow and the nightmare ended, Naruto put it under his head and got grumpily on his side, sighing loudly. He could’ve been with Hinata right now. Talking in camp or in a hotel room until they fell asleep. Instead…


“Comfortable now?”


“Yes… Can I ask you something?” 


“Go ahead.” 


“How do you… How could you put your thing into a cage?” 


Bakemono laughed roughly. “That’s not possible. It’s way too big. Why do you think they all hate me around here? They hate knowing that I’m just so goddamn big.” 


The old man dropped down on the bedroll again, the floor almost splintering from the mass of fat brought together in one place. This time, however, he didn’t get on his back, but on his side.


Naruto could feel his huge belly pushing against his back, the rough hairs tickling his skin, then… he felt the throbbing veins of his cock as the monstrosity came to nestle against the small of his back and trace down his butt. 


“Uh…” 


“There we go,” said Bakemono. “All nice and warm.” His huge and hairy arm came around to hold Naruto and bring him even closer. “Isn’t this comfy?”


“A little…”


“You know, I keep thinking about that girlfriend of yours, kid. She sure is hot. I would love to bust my nut inside of her and have a baby together. Can you imagine how nice that would be? A mix between our pale and ebony skins? That’d be way better than any baby you can give her…”


“But Hinata is going to find someone…”


“Yeah, yeah. I’m just saying.”


“H-How do you do that anyway…” Naruto swallowed. He could feel his own heart drumming in his chest. “Impregnate a girl?”


“Oh, that… Well, you push your cock past her pussy and you hold onto her. Then, when she tells you that it hurts and you need to stop, you lock her down and you shove it in there as deep as you can go. You need to dump all of the seed right into their womb. Sometimes, you can rip them apart for life, but that’s the risk.


“That’s why I feel so bad for you, Naruto,” said Bakemono, playing with his hair. 


“W-Why?” 


“Because you’re so small. How are you ever going to hit Hinata’s womb? She’s such a thick girl. She’s going to laugh at you when you try with that tiny little dicklet.”


“I mean…” But he wasn’t sure what he could say. He thought he knew Hinata. But when it came to things like these he knew nothing. What if she herself didn’t know how she would react when the time came? That was terrible to even consider, but it was a reality that needed to be acknowledged…. 


“You said you’d make me bigger,” Naruto reminded him pointedly. He felt angry now. Why did things have to be this way? Wasn’t it enough that there were so many challenges? That he fought his whole life to be good at being a ninja? Now he had to worry that… that he had a little dicklet that couldn’t satisfy a girl like Hinata?


“Well, that’s true. But for that you require a lot of prostate stimulation. And I’m not sure you could handle that.”


“I definitely can!” Naruto shot back. Though, in reality, he had no idea what that even meant. What in the world was prostate stimulation? Still, if it could make him bigger for Hinata… it would be worth any pain.


“Well, we’ll see. And if not, I’ll help you with Hinata. I’ll break her down and convince her to stay with you, even if you have a tiny little dick, so don’t worry. They love that. I’m going to put my cock so deep inside her that she won’t even be in this realm of reality anymore. All she’ll be is a mind-broken slut that lives for my black cock and for my seed. Being with you in return for that will be a very small price to pay.” 


Naruto couldn’t stand the idea of Hinata being used by him, yet… he could feel his cock straining painfully against the cage as he thought about it. 


I mean, it won’t happen for real, ever, I won’t let it…. He thought to himself. What was wrong with just thinking about it? I’ll do the prostrating stimulation and get a huge dick too… just like Bakemono.


As the image of Bakemono plunging that world-destroying cock into Hinata from behind played in his mind, his dicklet struggled desperately in the constraints of its cage. In fact, it struggled so much that Naruto could feel it getting numb, an extraordinary pain along with a tingling pleasure spreading all over his lower regions…

As he closed his eyes and pictured Hinata getting torn apart, his little pee-pee released and shot watery cum into his cage. It trickled through down to his thighs…


Out of nowhere, he became cognizant of what had happened and alert, afraid that Bakemono might’ve noticed. That would be…. 


What a little slut, Bakemono thought, his engorged cock bracing against Naruto’s back as the pale thing got wracked by an orgasm induced by his stimulation. Almost ear rape, wasn’t it? Just telling him the worst possible thing there was, that he wanted to claim his tight young girl, and seeing him lose his mind to it like a mindless whore. Ninja or not, clearly he lacked the self control to be a proper man.


But he does have the ass to be a great gal.  


Bakemono simply let his seed come out and lubricate Naruto’s back side, though the latter seemed to be far too preoccupied with imagining his girlfriend getting rammed by a big black cock to care about anything else. Oh, yes, he would certainly benefit a lot from prostate stimulation. Bakemono would make sure that little worm of a ninja cock got squeezed out of existence in the confines of the steel cage. First burst. Then break.


As Naruto fell asleep, still trembling from his orgasm, Bakemono massaged his cock against his girly ass and let his bumps and veins ride over the small of his back… 

He came once. Twice. Three times… There was no need to stop. Now he had a little blonde slut that would make his every dream come true. Sure, he wouldn’t be capable of impregnation, but… that’s what his girlfriend would be for. 


“We’re going to give you a real good prostate training tomorrow.” Bakemono caressed his blonde locks and peered over to see his drooling mouth. “Are you ready for that?”


“Mhm…” mumbled a sleepy Naruto. 


“Why don’t you say please?”


“Please…”


“Yeah, you’re going to be such a good boy for me, won’t you? A great slut.”


“Yes…” 


Bakemono grinned. He couldn’t tell if his brain processed the words and answered subconsciously, or whether or not he had been so defeated by the orgasm that he could no longer think properly. 


“I’m going to make you into my little slut.” He let his pulsing head press between Naruto’s bubble butt and released a new wave of hot jizz into it. “My blonde little whore, Naruto.”


“Please…”


“Yeah, you got it. And we’re going to take that little girlfriend of yours and break her like a toy. Along with you, of course…”


“Please…”


Bakemono leaned in and gave him a quick peck. “Rest well. You’ll need it.” 
