Chapter 2 - Development

            ‘Come on. Everyone’s asleep. What could happen?’ Hinata’s cheeks were pinking. She activated her Byakugan and did another sweep of the area, trying to distract herself.
            ‘I’m on lookout. I have to stay alert.’ Somehow, she felt Mina’s frown through the mind link. It was a remarkably strange sensation.
            ‘Nobody was out there the last fifty times you looked. If enemies are in the area, you can’t see them, which makes your attention pointless. Besides, you’re tense like a damn suspension cable. A little release will do you good.’ 
“I’m not –!” Hinata gritted her teeth, and managed to stop herself from shouting her response out loud. ‘I am not masturbating while I’m supposed to be protecting my friends!’ Mina guffawed through the mind link, and Hinata’s blush surged with embarrassment.
            ‘I’m sorry, it’s just hilarious that you actually said that.’ Hinata didn’t respond. ‘Okay, look at it this way, princess. Your little session in the cave two days ago barely took the edge off. You’re still giving off arousal like a damn geyser. If you won’t do it for your own sake, do it to protect your teammates.’ 
            Hinata didn’t really have a retort for that. Mina was the expert on her newfound powers, and the forest did seem quiet. She took a moment to flash her Byakugan one last time. The coast was clear, and everyone on both teams was asleep, whether in the small camp they had set up on the ground, or in the trees above. ‘You’re sure it’ll be okay?’ She didn’t really know why she was asking the other succubus, but she did it anyway. Mina’s response was soft and supportive, in her own way.
            ‘Kid, you have absolutely nothing to worry about. Go nuts.’ Hinata nodded tentatively. With one last glance at her sleeping friends, she stood up and began to walk. She quickly found a large tree and hid behind it. Just because she knew everyone was asleep didn’t mean she was any less shy about what she was about to do.
            She didn’t take off her seals; she would be combat-ready at a moment’s notice if she had to be. Instead, she took her right hand and slipped it down the front of her pants. Her pussy was warm and slightly slick with anticipation. Slowly, cautiously, she began to rub along her lips, shuddering at the feel of her cold fingers on the soft flesh. After a few moments, she slid them to the apex of it and began to rub gently at her clit. A soft moan rose from her throat before being abruptly cut off by her left hand; she couldn’t afford to wake her teammates up.
            She continued like that for several minutes, alternating between her labia and her clit. Finally, her fingers pushed in and found her entrance. She paused with her index finger poised less than a millimeter from its goal. She stayed that way for a full five seconds before Mina commented.
            ‘So… are you gonna start fingering or what?’ Hinata didn’t respond, at least not with words. Her apprehension filtered back through the mind link. She had never been penetrated before. Her hymen had broken years ago during some particularly rough training, and it was unlikely she would have done so even if it were still in one piece, but the action of going inside herself felt somewhat terrifying nonetheless.
            ‘Oooooh, I gotcha. Look kid, some people don’t even break their hymen when they have sex. Usually it happens ‘cause someone doesn’t know what they’re doing. Sure it’d probably hurt regardless if you were a normal girl, but we’re a bit more malleable than most. Something small like fingers’ll go in easy.’ Hinata frowned, swallowing nervously. Blunt and coarse as she could be, Mina had yet to lead her wrong.
            She pushed forward without further preamble and was forced to stifle another loud moan. She pushed further, moving her fingers, exploring her insides. Who ever knew she had so much space inside of her? Her mewling was muffled behind her hand, but in the near-silence of the midnight forest, it seemed as loud as cannon-fire. Hinata was only peripherally aware of it; the sensations going through her were different from before; more intense than simply touching the surface, but not quite as sharp as touching her clitoris. A sense of fullness came as she pushed her finger to the hilt inside of her. It wasn’t really better or worse than the other sexual feelings she had experienced, just… different, and very pleasant.
            A minute of fingering brought her close, and a few seconds of using her thumb to stimulate her engorged clit soon brought an orgasm rushing over her. She practically had to bite down on her arm to keep from screaming as the pleasure hit. A wet spot on her pants soon joined her panties; she’d soaked right through her clothes.
            ‘Well, that was fun. Welcome to the wide world of self-pleasure, kid.’ Hinata wasn’t in any shape to respond with anything more than a vague sense of gratitude. She was panting heavily, leaning on the tree, and still rubbing herself as she came down from her orgasm. She felt… lighter somehow. Like a heavy pack had been taken off of her shoulders.
            ‘How… How long was I?’ She looked up through the canopy and spotted the moon, comparing it to its previous position. She’d been masturbating for…
            ‘Almost an hour?’ Terror coursed through her and she immediately activated her Byakugan, scanning the forest for enemies. She found them quickly. A group of five was moving through the trees toward the campsite. Luckily, they seemed to have missed Ino, Kiba, and Sakura up in the branches, but her other friends were still in danger!
            She moved without hesitation, the pleasure and embarrassment of a moment earlier gone. Within five seconds, she had woken Shikamaru, and by the time the enemies arrived, Temari and Chouji were both awake.
            One man stepped forward out of the shadows, eyeing the squad carefully. “Konoha shinobi. Surrender.” He was tall and utterly bald. It would have been difficult to make out his face in the dim forest light, but her Byakugan revealed deep-set eyes, and strong features. A cloak covered his body, along with countless small weapons. Hinata adjusted into a defensive stance. He sighed. “Alright then.”
            Shuriken flew from the bushes, and the village shinobi scattered. Shikamaru jumped onto a low branch and began weaving seals for his shadow jutsu, but the tall man targeted his hands with a senbon, which managed to nick his shoulder even as he jumped aside. Chouji’s arms inflated and he rushed the man, swinging a powerful blow at his… well, everything. His enemy jumped aside, and he shifted his expansion to a leg, bringing it down in a brutal axe kick, and giving chase as the man shot off into the trees.
            The remaining team members were left to face the rest of the enemy squad. She saw three in the bushes: one for each of them. Temari, who had blocked the earlier shuriken assault with her war-fan, grinned and let off a powerful blast of bladed wind into the surroundings. The enemies were forced to jump away to avoid it, and Hinata shot forward, taking advantage of their midair position to land a glancing blow on the closest one. He was covered completely in black-blue cloth, save for a narrow slit to see through. The way he twisted out of the way of her attack in mid-air spoke of high taijutsu skill.
            The battle lasted about ten minutes all told. Hinata managed to finish off her opponent once she got a feel for his fighting style, and Temari caved in another’s head with her fan when he tried to fight her at close range. By the time Chouji landed back in the clearing, the last enemy – a small woman with black hair and angry eyes – was too worn out to keep fighting. Shikamaru was breathing hard, but he was still the jounin of the squad, so he got his report.
            “Did he lose you?” Chouji shook his head.
            “I think we convinced him he did. Ino, Sakura, and Kiba are following him.” Shikamaru smiled appreciatively, though his friend thought he looked a bit paler than usual.
            “Nice job. Now, we should – ” He was cut off by a loud groan and fell to his knees, obviously in pain. “Ah, fucking hell!” Temari was at his side in a second, supporting him.
            “What’s wrong with him?” Hinata focused her vision, searching for any abnormalities in his body until she came across…
            “Oh. Ah, um…” Temari glared.
            “Spit it out, dammit. What’s happening?” Hinata collected herself.
            “His, ah, that is, several of his organs and glands are, ah, swelling.” Temari’s eyes widened, and she took him over to a tree, leaning him against it. He nodded in thanks, wincing.
            “Which ones?” Hinata hadn’t even realized she was blushing, but she felt her face burn red as she tried to explain.
            “His seminal vesicles, ah, bulbourethral glands, a-and prostate mostly.” Chouji looked at her uncomprehendingly, but Temari’s eyes narrowed dangerously. Shikamaru let out a loud groan.
            “You’re telling me he’s…?” She looked down at the Nara disbelievingly only to find that a large bulge had appeared in his pants, along with a large wet spot. “How the hell are we supposed to fix that?” She turned back to the other two, and found Chouji looking as though he had no idea what to think, and Hinata’s face working on tomato shades. “Oh gods, you’re thinking it too, aren’t you?”
           A loud laugh came from the center of the clearing, and they all whirled on their prisoner. “It’s over, he might as well be dead already!” Chouji lifted her up by her collar, practically growling.
           “Tell us how we can fix this, or you won’t see the sunrise.” She laughed in his face, eyes manic.
           “It doesn’t matter! There’s no way you can drain him long or fast enough to counteract the poison. He’s fucked!” Temari’s eyes hardened at the word ‘drain.’ Her hands curled into fists. The woman laughed for another half a second before Chouji broke her nose and let her crumple to the ground, unconscious.
           “You two take her and leave. I got him into this, so I’ll get him out.” Temari sounded terrified, but resolved. Hinata looked at the blonde helplessly, wishing there was something she could do.
           ‘Actually…’ Mina’s voice popped in seemingly out of nowhere.
           ‘You can help him?’ The older succubus hummed to herself for a second, deep in thought.
           ‘Well, not me really, but you can. You remember that connection between them, the one you saw earlier?’ Hinata sent confirmation back and Mina pressed on.
           ‘I need you to focus on that. Remember how it looked, how it felt. And then I need you to touch her, take hold of that connection, and push as much of your chakra into it as possible.’
          Hinata’s eyes widened ‘But that sounds so dangerous. Pushing foreign chakra into something like that –.’
          ‘Kid, do you trust me?’ Hinata took a moment to think; to really go through everything that she knew about this woman, and everything about this situation.
          ‘No, but I don’t have much of a choice, do I?’ She took a step forward, put a hand on Temari’s shoulder, and focused.
 
 
          As Hinata and Chouji ran off in pursuit of the tracking team, Temari looked down at Shikamaru with new eyes. She felt warm. Warm all over in a way she never had before. It was like she was next to a space heater.
          And that heater’s name was Shikamaru Nara.
          His bulge had grown even more since she’d last looked. Unconsciously, she licked her lips, partly because she was nervous, and partly because she felt a strange need to do something with her mouth. She finally managed to gather her thoughts enough to kneel down and take hold of his pants and underwear. With a solid yank, she managed to pull them down, and Shikamaru’s cock sprang forth.
           It was the largest she’d ever seen, larger than any she had ever imagined. She wasn’t one to make estimates, but it was at least a foot long, if not more. It was shiny with precum, more than any normal person should have been able to produce. The balls hanging beneath it looked as big as tangerines. Tentatively, she reached forward and found that the pulsating shaft was too thick to get her fingers around. That strange heat inside of her spiked, and she felt wetness trailing down her legs.
           “‘Mari… You don’t… have to do this.” She looked down at him, this idiotic, lazy, self-absorbed genius, moaning out her name and telling her to leave him for the sake of her pride. Her other hand joined the first, and she started stroking him, watching pulses of thick liquid flow out from the tip. The enemy kunoichi had said that she would never drain him in time. She had to speed things up, or Shikamaru would die. She wasn’t going to let that happen.
             “Well, I guess you owe me, then.” She began to rub faster, drawing closer to the shaft to get better leverage. The smell of it invaded her senses, and she felt light-headed, euphoric. It was intoxicating, the smell, impossible to describe, but so utterly… him. Her strokes made small squelching sounds as she ran her hands through what was quickly becoming a small fountain of proto-jizz. Something in the back of her mind thought offhandedly that it seemed a waste to let it all drip away like that. She leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, and took a long lick down the side of him.
             Something inside of her mind clicked into place, and before she even knew what was happening, she had licked her way back up the shaft, and stretched her lips around his cockhead. It barely fit into her mouth, but somehow, against all logic, she felt like she could take it. Something inside her was telling her she could do anything. One of her hands drifted down and slipped under her waistband, beginning to rub her pussy as she pushed forward, and felt the tip – still letting out a steady flow of precum – hit the back of her throat. Wasn’t that supposed to make you gag?
             She pushed onward, and the shaft distended her throat as she swallowed and sucked herself further and further down on it, filling her inch by thick, delicious inch as he fingers began to thrust gently inside of her. Her mind was going fuzzy; nothing seemed real except the rod she was going down on and the pulses of pleasure and heat emanating from her sex. She could feel precum flowing down her throat into her stomach in periodic waves. The taste of it was all over her tongue. She moaned, and Shikamaru cursed loudly.
             Somehow, after several minutes of effort, she managed to push the thing all the way into her throat. Her nose was pressed against his pelvis, and she looked up at his face. He was staring at her in utter shock, his jaw tensed. Running on that same instinct she had been listening to since this whole bizarre situation had begun, she looked him right in the eyes, and moaned, swallowing hard.
             Apparently, that was the last straw for him. His eyes shot wide, and he let out a loud groan as he felt everything from his waist down tense up. It was like someone had set off a hose inside of her. Cum rushed into her stomach, and she moaned around the cock still buried balls deep in her throat as she felt herself distending to accommodate the load. For a second it crossed her mind that all of this was physically impossible, but that was quickly overridden by the fact that she wanted to taste it, but the head was too far down. She pulled back, letting out a wet sucking sound as her prize came closer and closer to her tongue. Finally, Shikamaru’s cockhead popped back into her mouth, which was promptly flooded with jizz. She came on the spot.
             She tried to swallow it, but between the sheer volume, and the ecstasy of her orgasm, it was impossible to save it all. White cream dripped from her mouth like a waterfall as Shikamaru continued to unload wave after overwhelming wave of semen. Before long, her entire front was soaked, clothes and all. As the stream finally abated and she let his cock go with a loud, wet pop, she felt an unexplainable euphoria. Her tongue played with the cum still coating her mouth, enjoying the flavor for a few seconds as her fingers slid in and out of her pussy, drawing out her own climax.
             ‘Well… That was interesting.’ She looked down and found that her favorite clothes were soaked in white fluid, her mouth was filled with even more, and her belly was bulging underneath said clothes. She swallowed, though the taste stayed heavy on her tongue. Shikamaru was passed out with his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and his slowly deflating cock covered in cum and saliva, but he was breathing evenly, alive.
             Through the white mask covering her face, Temari smiled.
 
 
            ‘What exactly did we do to her?’ Hinata was honestly worried for both of the people they’d left behind. Mina seemed preoccupied, though she doubted it was on account of her teammates.
            ‘Gave ‘em both a minor boost to libido, made her body a bit more malleable. She needed it with the kind of equipment he was packing.’ Hinata frowned; the euphemism had been delivered with almost none of the usual enthusiasm. Then her eyes widened in horror as she really processed what had been said.
            ‘Wait, so we aroused her against her will?’ She felt Mina’s full attention return to her, defensive, and winced as she tensed involuntarily. Experiencing emotions through the mind link was going to take some getting used to.
            ‘Well, I guess. But she had to do it whether she enjoyed it or not, and you saw how gaga they were for each other. If anything, we sped up the inevitable.’ Hinata’s frown only abated a small bit at the rationale.
            ‘I suppose, but it still feels… wrong. Like we forced her to do something.’ Mina sighed.
            ‘She volunteered, kid. We just made it easier on her. Trust me, what you did back there was a kindness.’ She still wasn’t convinced, but she decided to drop the subject. Right or wrong, she had done it and now she had to deal with the consequences.
            ‘Are the effects permanent?’ Mina hummed to herself thoughtfully.
            ‘Well, the aphrodisiac effect should wear off once she climaxes, and the bodily changes will mostly fade away over the next few days. She’ll be a bit more flexible for the rest of her life, but for the most part, she’ll be normal.’ Hinata breathed a sigh of relief as a weight was lifted from her shoulders.
            A few minutes later, the rest of the team finally came in range of her Byakugan. “Chouji, up ahead.” The larger boy nodded, adjusting their prisoner’s limp body on his shoulder. Hinata could see Sakura, Ino, and Kiba, and as they drew up, Naruto flew low into her field of vision, coming up alongside her and Chouji. He made for an impressive sight, glowing golden as he wove around the trees.
            “Hey, Hinata, Chouji, we found ‘em yet?” Chouji looked expectantly at Hinata, and she nodded tentatively.
            “The others have stopped, but I can’t see anything around them. But… Well, now that I’m looking, the area below them seems strangely simple. Like a part of a drawing with less detail than the rest.” She frowned to herself. She’d never seen anything like this, and her metaphor was nowhere near sufficient to communicate that.
            ‘Hey, kid. He’s right there. You haven’t looked in three years. Take a peak.’ Hinata blushed scarlet, going lightheaded.
            ‘I… I shouldn’t. Besides, h-he was sixteen last time. What could have changed in the last three years?’ Mina didn’t answer that. She didn’t have to. Hinata could feel her holding in knowing cackles as though she were watching it happen.
            ‘I shouldn’t… I really shouldn’t.’ She hopped to a new branch, only peripherally aware of what she was doing. ‘I… Oh, whatever.’
            She turned her gaze on Naruto’s crotch, and only had time for her eyes to widen before she tripped and ran headfirst into a tree branch. As she fell to the ground, attempting to right herself, she managed to utter a single word.
            “How?” She felt arms close around her barely a moment before she would have hit the ground and felt the comforting warmth of Naruto’s chakra hugging her close. She looked up into his eyes, so openly worried for her, so unaware of what she had just seen.
            She passed out right there in his arms.
