Chapter 1 - Day Two

Hinata stood on all fours before him, completely naked. 

Naruto’s eyes wandered over her creamy body, from the thick thighs and the fertile breasts that swayed with her breathing, to the round and soft ass she presented to him.

“Put it inside, darling,” she cooed. “Please. I need to feel you.” 

Put it inside? Naruto panicked and glanced down. But it is inside. Hands pressing into the warm flesh of her butt, he shuddered nervously. He pulled out only to see that his little cock twitching helplessly. She couldn’t feel it…

“Baby, please! Put it inside of me! Fuck me!” 

A heavy, black hand came to rest on his shoulder. “It’s okay,” Bakemono whispered into his ear. “I’ll do it for you, kid.” 

Naruto got out of the way and let the old man settle his obese body behind his young girlfriend, lifting his hairy gut to rest it on top of her ass. He grabbed the swollen head of his black cock and rubbed it against her tight and dripping cunt.  

“Naruto’s a little busy,” said Bakemono. He slapped her ass hard, sending the flesh rippling in waves. Hinata yelped and giggled happily in response. 

All Naruto could do was watch as he shoved it inside her welcoming pussy, inch by painful inch, his Hinata quivering as the girth of his cock stretched out her tiny pusy, each bead threatening to rip it apart as Bakemono forced them inside. 

“What a good girl you are, Hinata… Naruto’s so proud of you.” 

Hinata brought her face back and made eye contact with him. Her lips trembled with emotion, and there were tears of joy in her eyes. “Oh, sweetie… It feels so good… I wish you could fuck me this--” 

Before she could finish, Bakemono reached and stuffed her mouth with his hairy fingers. They suppressed her sultry moan as she threw her head back in pleasure, spreading her thighs wider to allow for a complete penetration all the way down to her womb. 

Does she want him there?... 

Bakemono descended on top of her, bringing down the dark rolls of his fat to cover up her smooth skin, till all Naruto could see were here pinned-down legs from behind. 

The old man fucked her hard, plunging his barbed cock in and out of her tiny pussy, his sweaty balls slapping against her ass. Hinata mewled submissively, curling her toes in response to the severe pounding. 

Naruto went to the front of them, trying to ignore what went on. Now the two of them made out, with Bakemono slurping on her tongue and grabbing it between his toad lips. 

“Baby…” Hinata whispered. “What’s going on?” 

Naruto looked down and saw that his flaccid little dick had been locked away into the pink chastity cage. He covered it with his hands, trying to hide it away, but Hinata was too absorbed by her love and worship for Bakemono to notice, running her hands in exhilaration over the coarse hair that covered his body. 

Naruto watched as Hinata became to worked up to kiss or talk, and then as Bakemono drilled her into the bed without mercy. He held in his massive arms as if she were a toy, using all the strength of his body to thrust his big black cock into the depths of her body, and all Hinata could do was coo thankfully in response. 

Some of his sweat flew off and hit Naruto on the face. He shivered in response. Could I ever do this? Fuck Hinata in this way? He doubted it, and yet it seemed to be all she wanted. At least Bakemono can make her happy…

The old man finished and pulled out, leaving a twitching and panting Hinata on the bed. His hot seed poured out of her used-up pussy. 

“Sorry,” said Bakemono. He walked over, his wet-with-cum cock slapping against Naruto’s leg by accident. Then he gave him a slap on the ass. “If you want to keep her from getting pregnant, you better hurry and lap it all up from her pussy.” 

His own cock was raging in its chastity belt, threatening to spill. But though he hadn’t come yet, he felt so hot and so warm down there, so totally wet...

Naruto woke up alone in the gloomy bedroom. 

Bakemono was gone - he had no idea where, but it sure was a damn relief. Now I just need to get him out of my dreams… He would never let him touch Hinata, not once for as long as they lived. As soon as she'd be back with someone, this nightmare would end.

And yet… What if I really am too small for her? He needed to try and get Bakemono’s help on that before she showed up. 

Next to the bed was a cleanly folded note: “I’m going to prepare a tub in the garden for you. Go wash when you feel up for it.” 

A wash? Well, Naruto could certainly use that. Now that he looked down he saw with embarrassment that he had come in his sleep… and probably a lot more than once. Only the cum on his legs was fresh, while the rest that he could feel all the way up his ass and back was a dried-up mess. 

He scrambled up to his feet, feeling somewhat disgusted with himself, but intent to overcome this challenge as well. I’ll be the real man of this house by the end, he told himself, infusing some self-found strength into his slightly curvy body.

The sun shone brightly outside. 

Though Bakemono’s house was a smelly mess, the garden was well-maintained and beautiful during daytime. The fragrance of the flowers mixed with the fresh air that came down from the distant snowy peaks and wafted over Naruto. The lush grass grew everywhere around the paved path that lead to the massive carved wooden tub in the middle of it all. 

Morning rays of light laced through the canopy of the cherry trees above and glimmered over the surface of the water in the most splendid way. Naruto caught a glance of his reflection, and for a moment, his figure distorted as it was in the calm ripples that went over the surface resembled that of a girl.

He dipped his finger inside. Still nice and warm. 

For a moment he considered taking off the chastity cage so not to damage it, but found no way to do so. Afraid that the bath would cool down and Bakemono would take offense, slipped out of the panties and stockings, stepped inside, and lowered himself into the warm waters.

Naruto sighed deeply, unable to remember the last time he had felt so relaxed. Now he could hear the birdsong coming from above, and every so often some of the petals drifted down from the tree and danced in the air just out of his hand’s reach. 

Bakemono watched it all from the shade of the tree and grinned, running a lazy hand over his stiff cock. What a good boy he is. Well, a boy for now that is… 

He tried to wipe the smug grin off his loose face, then went over to tub, the proud rolls of fat jiggling off his extreme body with every step. 

“Naruto! Good morning!” 

The ninja turned so fast in the tub he splashed him with some water. “G-Good morning!” 

“Relax, my boy, relax. It’s a bright new day. Enjoying your bath?” 

“Yes, it’s very nice.”

“Right? Perfect way to start a morning.” 

Bakemono took another step towards the tub. He leaned in, pretending to test the water, and let his cock slap down over Naruto’s pale shoulder. It rested there, black and throbbing, leaking potent drops of cum into the water. 

The boy was unable to look either at him or his cock. In fact, he seemed to have sunk down into the water from the weight of it, which only made Bakemono that much more aroused and pumped a rush of hot blood into his ever-stiffening cock. 

Drip. Drip. Drip. 

He reached out and ran his black fingers through Naruto’s soft blond hair. You like bathing in my seed, don’t you, you little slut? 

“Well,” said Bakemono. “I’d better go get things ready.” 

He turned around and went off, ignoring Naruto’s somewhat panicked, “What things?” 

The floorboards of the house groaned under his immense size as he went down into the basement. He took out the key that he carried in the fold under his belly fat and used it on the reinforced door, then took the lamp hanging near the entrance, lit it, and ducked to go inside. 

In this one chamber he had relegated most of his family history as well as his own. Since he had sent all his servants away and made no effort to ward off intruders - they could be fun, after all… - he took caution to protect his valuables. 

There was an armor on the wall that wouldn’t have fit him if he starved for a whole month, along with the family blade. More than half the chamber was simply filled-up by old things that had belonged to his father and grandfather, stretching all the way down into the family history. But in one corner of the room he kept a massive chest inlaid with silver, and there he now went…

Bakemono crouched down and peered inside, running his hands over the many trophies he had collected over the years - panties that still smelled of their original owners, engagement and wedding rings… 

Bakemono pulled out the pair of heels that he had taken off a few months ago off one of his… more reluctant visitors. She had been a young and feisty little thing that had come over to marry what she expected to be a shining princeling. But Bakemono was no prince. And unfortunately, he hadn’t been too pleased with her either. Girls often lack the humble and honest submission showed by a properly broken-in boy… 

The lustrous heels were a bright pink, with long, sharp heels and cute little satin ribbons tied in wide bunny loops instead of proper laces. Each one came with a connected ankle strap that could be locked up to ensure the wearer got no funny ideas about taking them off. 

Bakemono carried them off and locked the door behind him. Only when he reached the kitchen are did he hear a frightened scream come from the garden. What is that fool doing? he wondered. 

He found Naruto standing by the tub, his feminine body dripping wet and glistening in the sun. He trembled, but not from the cold. Only when Bakemono stepped closer did he see that the treatment of the water had worked and that Naruto had come out with perfectly smooth and hairless skin. 

“I… I lost all my hair!” he cried, pointing to the tub.

“Well, is that such a bad thing? A ninja shouldn’t have hair anyway. It will brush against your clothes and give off all sorts of noise.” 

Naruto wondered if that was true. It made sense, but… He had always had hair. All the guys he knew had hair, and Bakemono himself was hairy all over. And all the people he had ever seen without it were all girls… 

The old man reached over and traced dark fingers over his arm. Naruto trembled nervously in response, too afraid to even take a few steps back. The discrepancy between their sizes made him wary of trying anything, and plus, he still needed help.

Bakemono half-hard cock dangled towards the ground, almost bigger than the way Naruto remembered it in his dream. That was inside Hinata… At least, in the dream. He had difficulty thinking how Hinata could ever take something so big or even enjoy it. But the mere idea of this dark-skinned, obese bastard taking his young soon-to-be bride and using her in that way angered him. 

“We should go inside,” said Bakemono with a smile. “I have a new challenge for you. If you do well, I might give you a gift.” 

A gift? Naruto was wary, but perhaps the gift would be the penis-enlarging technique finally revealed to him. If only I could be half that large… Then I’d make Hinata happy! 

The ninja quickly slipped into his panties and stockings and hurried after him. Once they were inside, Bakemono sat down on a stool. “As you know, one of the most important parts of being a man is having the strength and virility necessary to impregnate a woman. You do know that, right?”

Naruto thought of the discrepancy between their bodies and cocks. He swallowed. “Y-Y-Yes.” 

“While the dick is important for penetration, a man also needs to have enough seed in order to fill the womb. Look.” 

Bakemono put an arm around his massive cock and hairy belly and lifted them both up at the same time. His balls hung down, swollen with his seed, so loaded that they stretched the skin of his nutsack completely smooth. 

“See how heavy they are?” 

“Yes…” 

“Go on. Touch them. Don’t be afraid. It’s an honorary custom to touch your lord’s testicles on a daily basis.” 

Naruto reached forward hesitantly and a pale finger over his enlarged black balls, but quickly snatched it away in embarrassment.

Bakemono laughed gruffly and dropped his arm away. “Well, now you show me yours.”

The young ninja thought about it. Could he really do it? He knew he couldn’t compare, and plus, he had spilled so much during the night… I can’t even tell him that. It was simply too embarrassing. 

Weakly, he lifted up the chastity cage and presented his small, wrinkly, wholly shrunken pair of balls, now completely hairless after the unfortunate side-effect of the bath, that only made him feel that much less of a man.

Bakemono grimaced. “That’s no good, Naruto! What are you going to fill Hinata with when they’re so tiny? There’s barely any seed in there! She’s going to laugh when she sees them. One of the most enjoyable thing for a woman is to suck on her husband’s balls and sleep with them in her mouth. Can you imagine Hinata being happy to sleep with those?”

Naruto tried to picture it, but the horrible image only made them shrivel up even more in response. Hinata struggling to keep them in her mouth and unable to do so, constantly having them fall out because they were simply too small to rest there. On the other hand, Bakemono’s were so big that they likely could barely leave the mouth if one stuffed them in there. At least, it would be a difficult process…

“Ah, Naruto, but I do feel bad for you…” The old man rose with a grunt, then went into another room. He waddled back with a pair of pink shoes and handed them to Naruto. 

What? But these are pink! I can’t wear pink… 

“Problem, my boy?”

“They’re p-pink…” 

“Yes, and it’s a lovely color. Just like your cage. What’s wrong with it?” 

Naruto could barely open his mouth to protest. “It’s girly.”

“Nonsense! Pink is a most honored color in these parts. Come on now, put them on. Can’t you see how valuable these would be for a ninja such as yourself? Look at this heel,” said Bakemono, tapping his finger against it. “Can’t you see how sharp and deadly it is? It’s the perfect weapon! And it'll make you a lot taller. I imagine Hinata will like that, given your... deficiencies."

Naruto sighed. He still didn’t want to put them on, but he knew that Bakemono’s words would convince him sooner or later. Perhaps his intentions really were good. He knew far too little about this part of the world to judge. And ultimately, he could take them off if they were too bad…

He slid his feet into one at a time, jerking in pain at the tight pressure with which he squeezed his foot. The whole balance of his body was thrown off now as he tried to stabilize himself. 

After a single step, he tottered forwards into Bakemono’s chest. The old man wrapped his arms around him protectively, letting Naruto’s face rest against his sweaty and hairy mantits. “Take it slowly.”

Naruto nodded hurriedly. He could feel that black cock pressing against his thighs and belly once more. “Uh, yeah…” He laughed nervously. “Yeah, I will.”  

Could it be that… Bakemono got aroused by him? Naruto didn’t even want to consider that as a possibility, yet it seemed to him that whenever he was around the old man his black cock seemed to grow in size and got harder. Maybe he wasn’t aware of it either. Still, I could use that to my advantage. 

He turned around and tried to walk in them again, taking his time, hearing them clacking against the floorboards. After a few tries, Bakemon grabbed his arms from behind and held him still. “You look so cute, Naruto.” The black cock pushed into his lower back.

“T-Thank y-y-you,” stammered the young ninja. He throbbed so hard… Perhaps now would be the right time to take his opportunity? To ask for the technique that could get him to grow bigger? 

Bakemono crouched down and before Naruto could protest, locked up the clasps around his ankles. Now his feet were trapped in the high heels, but they also felt much more comfortable and secure.

“You told me you would teach me how to grow myself bigger,” Naruto mentioned innocently. 

“I also mentioned to you that it would be painful. And difficult.” 

“I can do that!” yelled Naruto. In stockings and pink heels, with a chastity cage around his tiny cock, but he still retained his manly desire to succeed. “I can do whatever is necessary.” 

The old man nodded gravely. “As you will. Let me get something.” He padded heavily out of the room and left Naruto alone. 

I wonder if Hinata will like these, he wondered, glancing down at the pink heels. At the end of the day, if it made him a better ninja, it would be worth it. 

Bakemono returned with a small wooden box, intricately carved and inlaid with gold and jewels and handed it to a reluctant Naruto. He could’ve counted on one hand the times in his life when he had seen anything that looked this expensive. 

Inside, he found three metal plugs of different sizes. The first was also the smallest, and its surface was smooth and reflective. The other two were much larger and were decorated with studs and spikes. 

Another weapon? 

“This is a family heirloom that’s been passed down to me for generations.” Bakemono brought his heavy hand and ran it through Naruto’s soft blond hair. “Now, it’s yours.”

The ninja gaped. “Mine? But what for?”

“To make yourself bigger. Wasn’t that what you said you wanted? I told you it wouldn’t be a pleasing experience. At least, not at first.” 

Bakemono watched with satisfaction as Naruto’s face changed with the growing realization. So, not that stupid after all.

“S-So…” he stammered. “I need to put these in my… in my dick?” 

In his dick? What was he talking about? I’ve overestimated him. But seeing him looking that cute and girly in his pink outfit, his hairless body getting caressed by the warm sun - how could he be mad?

“No, not in your dick, it goes inside your ass.”

“My ass?...” 

Bakemono gave him another sagely nod. “That’s right. It’s by stimulating your anal canal that you can get your dick to grow nice and big. The men in these parts receive these ever since they’re little. Sadly, it isn’t a very widespread custom, which is why so many boys like you have tiny dicklets.”

Naruto swallowed audibly, holding the smallest plug in his palm. Oh, but he is ready, thought Bakemono. Afraid and reluctant, to be sure, but willing to do whatever it took to get himself bigger. Poor little guy. 

Bakemono watched as he took the plug and struggled to shove it inside his ass, stumbling in his heels as he searched for an adequate position. “It just won’t go in!” he cried, the frustration evident in his voice. 

Trying so hard to loosen up that asshole, huh?

“Hold on.” 

The old man went and grabbed a jar of he had stored away, full to the brim with his seed. “I got something that might help. Let me try.” He grabbed Naruto gently and walked him over towards the table, then bent him over it.

The young legs shook unsteadily. “Uh, but be careful!” 

“Don’t worry, don’t worry.” Bakemono unscrewed the lid of the jar, then dipped the metal plug into the sludge. He coated it in his thick cum, then brought it up. “Spread your asscheeks open for me.” 

Naruto went quiet. Was I too direct? But it was only for a moment. A second later his hands came back and he began to spread his buttcheeks wide, presenting the soft and hairless buns. 

What a treat he’s going to be. Bakemono licked his lips instinctively. He struggled to kneel down at his massive weight. He finally settled with a groan, then jerked aside Naruto’s lacey panties. 
The tight muscles of his asshole clenched tightly. Ahhh, how delightful…

Bakemono placed the tip of the plug against it and began to push gently. Naruto shuddered in response, but his strong, black arm held him down, while he went on pushing the plug.

“Uhhh, it hurts…” cried the young boy warily.

“I told you it would. Now be a man and take it.” 

The first tapered half went in okay, but then the ass showed real resistance. Rather than take it easy, the old man man gripped Naruto tightly and forced it inside with the back of his palm. 
“There we go!” 

Naruto’s nearly toppled over from what must’ve been an insane amount of pain. But in spite of that, he took it bravely, only moaning weakly under his breath. A single trickle of blood came down his leg. 

“That good?” asked Bakemono. 

His answer came a second later. Naruto whimpered and trembled under his touch, and suddenly, a whole burst of cum came from his little pink cage. 

He came already? Bakemono could hardly believe it. Damn, he must be made for this. 

“How is it, my boy? Good?” Before the response came, Bakemono lifted him up and send him tottering to the other side of the room. 

Naruto cried out but managed to suppress most of his emotion, his gait working itself to adjust to not only the new heels that were strapped to his feet, but the metal plug that had been inserted deep inside his tender asshole. 

When he turned, there were tears of pain in his eyes, and he seemed ashamed by the orgasm that had unexpectedly struck him.

Bakemono clapped theatrically, the whole fat of his body rolling with the motion. “There you go! I told you could do it.”

“T-T-Thank y-you. I really need to use the bathroom.”

Oh, I bet you do. “Go on ahead.” 

Bakemono waited for him to go, watching his feminine hips swaying as he went. He himself went into the nearby room, where he kept a spyhole to look on all the guests. When he gazed in, he saw that Naruto struggled desperately to get the plug out. 

However, things weren’t going his way. Each time he gripped the plug and fought to take it out, his muscles only clenched on tightly and sent it back inside. His whole body got worked up in response, and his hardened little dicklet was clearly getting smushed in the cage. 

A few moments later, rather than struggling to get it out, Bakemono watched as the young ninja began to push the plug deeper inside on his own, as if to fit it in better, while his hands went up and began to pull at his nipples. 

Already, his chest showed… some signs. Bakemono knew that his cum could have an effect on boys, but Naruto showed very early signs. The chest that had been completely flat the other day budded just a bit, and his nipples not only hardened but looked swollen compared to the day before. 

His early journey into sissyhood. It almost made Bakemono proud. 

With a shocked and embarrassed look on his face, Naruto came hard, trying to keep his balance on the heels as his young body got demolished by his first proper anal orgasm. 

Naruto had no idea what was going on, but this definitely was working. He hadn’t felt this aroused - not ever - and it was definitely due to the butt plug. As bad as Bakemono seemed, he really did deliver, and Naruto could feel how much his cock grew since he had sent this thing deep inside him. It seemed that the more he pushed it in spite of the pain, the harder he clenched, the bigger his cock became.

Now, I only need to keep it there for a while and get him to take this cage off…

He waited a bit to relax, then came out of the bathroom trying to look as innocent as he could. Bakemono waited for him casually in the living room. 

“You look tired,” said the old man.

“T-Tired?” He didn’t know, did he? “I’m always tired! I’m just lazy.” 

“Ah, I see. Well, come with me, won’t you? I’ll give you a quick massage in the bedroom and you can take a nap.” 

Naruto wanted to protest, but Bakemono grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him away. He set him down on the same futon from the night before, and as Naruto settled down he could feel it was still wet. Gross. 

Bakemono got him to lie on his chest. Then the old man grabbed the jar of sludge from before and got down to massage him. The black hands went into the jar and began to massage his whole back all the way down to his ass with the gooey mixture. 

“I know you’ve suffered a lot from these local customs, but you’re doing good, Naruto. Hinata will be proud to see you when she’s back.”

“Aha… Yeah…” 

He could feel himself getting sleepy. Each time those strong hands squeezed him his body gave in weakly and wanted nothing more but to relent and become dough in their grip. Worse, his plug kept him hard, and he could feel himself ready to come yet again.

Aaaaahhh… 

“Just take it easy,” insisted Bakemono. “It’s time for you to rest.” 

The old man could feel the young flesh submitting to his dark fingers. Out of all the boys that had come through here, really, none of them had been so easy to mess with as this ninja. You should’ve stuck to fighting, eh? 

He squeezed the pale ass in his hands, and even sent the plug in deeper, getting Naruto to tremble and orgasm over and over as he lay on the futon. The young, feminized body glistened with his seed. A bukkake massage was exactly the treatment required to speed up his girly development. 

Once Naruto was close enough to pass out, he took his black cock and began to use it instead of his hands, beating it against his young back and his tender ass, letting a warm batch of cum jizz out of the engorged head. 

Looking at his work, Bakemono grinned. He almost felt a pride for getting it all done so fast, easy target or not. By the time that Hinata girl showed up, would she even recognize her boyfriend? Or would she instead wonder who the young blonde slut that replaced him was? 

“You’re going to be a good slut for me, aren’t you?” asked Bakemono.

“Mhmmm,” whispered a half-asleep Naruto. 

The old man slapped the ass with his veiny, throbbing cock, knowing that the next day it would be even bigger. Just a big and juicy bubble butt - that of a girl or a well-kept sissy, and hardly of a boy. 

When Naruto was fast asleep Bakemono first spread his ass wide and gently removed the plug. 
Already, his asshole gaped at ready, stretched out in less than an hour than some would be in a lifetime. 

Bakemono caressed the edge of his hole and a tingle of desire went through him. Just a few more days, he thought. His black cock hardened in response. It would make such short work of that small white ass. 

He took the middle butt plug from the box, the one a few sizes larger and thoroughly studded, and inserted it up the ass of the dreaming Naruto. He caressed his hair as his ass struggled to take the hard and cold metal deep inside, but a few minutes later it sat in as snug as the one before. And this one will be a bitch to take out, my little ninja. 

That Naruto could sleep through all of it was a further testament to the power of his family’s seed. 
At last, Bakemono took a padlock that he kept stashed away and used it to reinforce the already tightly secured chastity cage. There’s no way you’re getting out of that without permission. 

Somewhat tired himself, he sighed deeply. As his gaze wandered, he saw that Naruto kept his head on the size, with his drooling mouth open. Bakemono grinned and slid over, then slowly brought the leaking head of his cock to that wet and slutty mouth. 

As soon as it made contact, Naruto began to lap at the seed that oozed out, while the old man sent the head closer and closer to his mouth until he could suck on it in earnest. 

Bakemono closed his eyes and threw his head back, surprised at the expertise with which the boy handled his black cock. My, my, but you truly are born to be a sissy, aren’t you? 

He stroked Naruto’s blond hair and squeezed out every drop of cum that his balls held. This boy was desperate to be a sissy, and it would’ve been a crime not to make his dreams come true…



Once more Naruto saw himself desperately clutching Hinata’s ass and trying to do something. But now when he looked down, all he could see was his locked up cock, along with all the other accoutrements Bakemono had put on him. 

He tried to pull away, but his back only pressed into the old man behind him. A large dark arm wrapped around his chest. “Take it easy, boy,” said Bakemono. 

When he looked around and into the big dark eyes, Naruto could only see… a blonde girl. But not himself. “Uhm…” 

“Just take it easy.” 

“I…” 

The hard tip of Bakemono’s massive cock pressed against his ass. And then, with one wild grin, it was shoved inside of him. 




Naruto woke up sweating profusely. Bakemono stood over him, looking irritated. “Come, my boy, you need to go.”

“Go? Go where?”

“To town. I just realized we’re out of food, and I can’t go. After this last stunt, I’m not allowed. You see, there’s no worse crime for us here than to commit harakiri. Which makes me a criminal. You wouldn’t want me to be executed, would you?”

He got up and followed him into the living room. Bakemono handed him a frilly pink dress and a wide-brimmed sun hat. “You’ll have to wear these.” 

“Wait!” cried Naruto. “I can’t go out like this! Help me!” 

Bakemono gave him a thoughtful look. “Hmm. I thought you would prefer to go out dressed as a girl and to pass unnoticed. It would be strange if you went out looking like yourself in all of these, wouldn’t it?” 

As his fingers prodded, Naruto came to the dreadful insight that everything was in fact locked on him. Not only the heels, but also the cage now. Had that even been locked on before? How had he not notice? He couldn’t have added it now… 

“Just put these on. You’ll just pass as a girl and that’ll be that.”

“W-What? Pass as a girl? You must be crazy!”

“It will only take a while. Stop making such a fuss.” 

In the end, Naruto had to relent. If anything, he should rush through it to make sure Hinata wouldn’t arrive and catch him in such a laughable position. What would think about me then? As much as he was in favor of this treatment to become a better ninja and a fully-grown man, he knew he appeared far too ridiculous to be seen by Hinata. 

He slipped the light dress on as Bakemono watched, then begrudgingly placed the sun hat on his head. “I look so stupid.”

“Nonsense.” Bakemono smiled and placed a heavy hand on his shoulder. “You look like a nice girl. Now, take this list, and be fast about it.” 

Naruto hadn’t felt such fear and embarrassment in ages. He left the house feeling the plug pushing hard into his ass with every step, grinding against his insides in a way that was far rougher than before. Not now! he thought, feeling his cock hardening once more, all ready to spill.

At first, the passersby only glanced at him. But as he went past a group of younger guys, they all began to catcall after him and make remarks about his appearance. “Well, I’ll be damned, where did you come from?” one of them asked, trailing after him. 

This is so embarrassing… Yet, he had always wondered what it was to be wanted by men in this way. To be looked at wherever one went. Whenever it happened to Hinata it made him jealous and upset, but what was it like to be the person wanted by others? 

Now that he was in those very shoes, he realized that it wasn’t all that bad. Probably, if he could speak like a girl, he could’ve gotten any of those bumbling idiots to do such chores for him instead. Girls always loved to do that. 

He bought the groceries at the store, his heels clattering against the floor, a constant trickle of cum annoyingly coming down his thigh. The treatment for a bigger penis was certainly effective… Maybe too effective. He hadn’t been hard for so long or come to this extent ever before. 

I’ll make Hinata real happy. 

When he got back home, he almost felt happy that he went out. It was nice to be away from Bakemono, and even though all the attention he received was from pretending to be a girl, it still ranked a lot higher than being mocked and doubted - or ignored, for that matter. 

“Such a good boy you are,” said Bakemono upon receiving him. “You look fantastic too.” 

Naruto blushed in spite of himself. Even as they ate, he found himself keeping the dress on. It beat being naked, and the fabric was far more comfortable than his own clothes had ever been. Being a girl really isn’t so bad. 

During dinner, Bakemon offered him a cool drink. “I made it myself,” he insisted. “I think you’ll like it.” 

It turned out to be so cool and refreshing that Naruto drank the whole bottle by himself. “You should make more things, Bakemono-san. Your sauce, your drinks, they’re all so good.”

The old man sighed wearily. “Maybe one day. For now, I’m far too busy.”

Busy with what? But Naruto felt too sleepy to have to listen to a full explanation, and left it at that.
They went into the small bedroom once more. Naruto crashed down, feeling half-asleep already. I’m so tired… This training is tiring me out.  

Bakemono pulled the dress up from a passed out Naruto. Even in the few hours that had passed, his body showed significant changes. His bears were almost a handful now, and almost a whole centimeter had been added to his blonde locks. That the kid himself couldn’t notice it all was incredible. 

“You’ll be the prettiest girl,” said Bakemono, tracing a dark finger over the smooth, creamy white flesh. “Only a few more days. And then I’ll break you down like the total whore you were meant to be.” 

He got in bed next to Naruto, and this time grabbed him like a toy in his massive arms. Bakemono let his big black cock slide up and down the boy’s smooth stomach as he sucked on the girly, pink little nipples, and took out the plug to begin fingering his tight asshole.

“You’re such a stupid little slut, aren’t you?” 

Naruto’s full lips opened weakly. “Yes.”

“Yes, sir.” 

“Yes, sir,” he repeated automatically.  

Awake, he might not have been fully aware yet of what was going on with his body. But in this reduced state of consciousness, his body knew exactly what was going on. 

He had become Bakemono’s willing toy and seed addict, and was almost halfway down the journey into becoming a beautiful blonde bimbo that could be broken apart by his mighty black rod. 

“Soon, you’ll make me so proud,” said the old man. He caressed the smooth face. 

“Yes… Proud…” whispered a trembling Naruto, and a bit more of his watery cum shot through the cage. 
