Take It Up With Kishimoto (R-18)
Ringo presented me with Raiga's head, and all I felt was regret that she couldn't kill his little boyfriend too. While the coffin obsessed swordsman made the jump from filler to canon, his partner Ranmaru remained imaginary, and I lamented not getting to snatch his powerful eyes for myself. His mutant bloodline limit actually styled on both the Byakugan and Sharingan before the later started getting power ups handed to it over and over again, sometimes getting power ups in poorly thought out responses to its previous ass pull power ups.
I almost had some almost OP eyes. Sad face.
Well that's enough moping. Using Raiga's preserved head and one of the human sacrifices I keep on tap, I rose Raiga from the dead in the form of a paper zombie then hit him with the ol' Five Prong Seal. It wasn't necessary as I'd made strides in my control of the difficult forbidden technique. Turns out despite being hard to ramp the power of my summons up, its fairly easy to ramp down. Still, safety first.
Raiga, a man enviably jacked with pretty handsome features, clutched his undead belly for a moment then straighted out and looked at me with wide eyes, "Who are you?" he rubbed his eyes as if they needed clearing.
"Zabuza Momochi." I introduced myself, but honestly, Raiga should remember me. I'd come up in the generation of Seven Swordsmen after his, but he still met me before he abandoned the Village.
"What?" he looked me up and down, "You're not Zabuza! You're the guy who ate Zabuza! Or are you Zabuza… You bastard!"
Raiga reached for his swords but they weren't there.
"Looking for these." Ringo tapped the Kiba blades over her shoulder and sported a feral grin, "Remember when you murdered me for them, while I was sick and on my deathbed."
Raiga's face twisted upon seeing her, "Ringo? How!"
"Funny!" Ringo cackled, "That's what you said right before I killed you!"
"Killed me?" Raiga asked with a befuddled look on his too expressive face.
"Let's move this show on the road." I sighed, signing for the genjutsu that would cause Raiga to genuinely declare his love for me.
"Hold up!" Ringo put a hand on me to stop the jutsu.
"What do you want?" I tilted my head and hit her with a bored expression.
"I'll suck your dick if you let me wail on him for a bit." she told me.
"He won't even feel most of it." I reminded her, "So do you just want to suck my dick or do you want to waste time first?"
"Are you trying to not get blown?" she put her hands on her hips and smirked.
"Just hurry up." I agreed.
Who cares if she got teeth like a shark? It isn't even the top five most dangerous things I've done for some head.
Ringo went to town on Raiga, really showing off that bloodthirsty murderer part of her characterization. It took her a weirdly long time to slow down on the enjoyment of tormenting the barely feeling and completely helpless victim. She might as well be cutting up a punching bag for all the fight and reaction Raiga gave her.
Once whatever arbitrary condition crossed itself off in her head, Ringo let me get back to it, and I gave Raiga the deep dive personality rewrite needed to make him affectionately gay for me, and usually I'd end things right there and deprogram him, either to let him live his life as a man without any access to my Talents, or turn him into a Talent blessed woman, but honestly, Raiga is so fucked in the head that deprograming him feels like actively harming the guy. As the only member of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist with more characterization than psycho scumbag other than Kisame and me, I felt the need to fix the bro.
Some might call it a slippery slope, but I am a man who uses my mind control for the greater good of the people.
After working out Raiga's many mental illnesses and trigger reactions, I activated Body Tune Up, bringing the man back to life and transforming him from enviably jacked to absolutely green with envy jacked. Then I sent him to go be a dad to his daughter with instructions to show up for work tomorrow. Good ANBU captains are hard to come by, and someone needs to save his sprog from his psycho ex.
My benevolence shocks even me sometimes.
"Hey, I thought you were going to trans him?" Ringo barked after I sent the man away.
Meanwhile I was spending Points, dropping 20 to advance Shigure's progress years on her Mito Uzumaki Template. Ringo just wouldn't get it, the other Seven Swordsmen, their barely above the nameless faceless masses. Transing them doesn't actually change who they are, they just go from barely characterized men, to barely characterized women, and my feelings get assuaged. Maybe someday I'll smash some trans pussy and finally put down that most vexing of mysteries: Can a man get pregnant? An inquiring mind can barely wait to find out.
"The hell, why aren't you paying-" I interrupted Ringo's rant by forcing her head down and with a supreme showing of chakra control undid my pants so my cock flew out to smack her hands free.
"Hey-" Once more I Renegade Interrupted in a display of the indomitable manly spirit thrusting my steely dick meat into her jagged maw.
Some might call it foolhardy, yanking a woman with shark teeth onto my weiner till her nose pressed into my pubes, but even so that's the path I walked. Ringo shuddered from her weird Nine Tails style tied up hair do to her toes as she bent over with her throat full of my cock. Ah the joys of Sexual Calibration making moves like this possible. All hail the lab coats, much respect to the lab coats.
She looked pissed, but those who don't want to suck dick shouldn't offer to. Also Ringo's pissed off face is way hotter with her lisp stretched over my cock. Rather than leave it to amateur hour here, I kept my hand on her head and guided her up and down the D as I rocked my hips. Seeing Ringo tamed I felt inspired. A man should strive to keep his harem diverse, a bunch of personality lacking same faces doesn't rouse the manly spirit like a proper flavor of the day harem. Lovey dovey Haku, Hateful Mei, Foul Mouthed Brat Ringo. These are a few of my favorite things.
Eventually I rewarded Ringo for the moist tightness of her throat and on the pull out left her with a mouth full of seed that she promptly threw up. I could feel my face contort with disapproval at the waste. With how much eastern medicine Haku exposes me too, my load must be positively anabolic, a natural muscle elixir! This isn't just a rejection of me, but a rejection of gains! With the brat already on her hands and knees, it was time for some behavior correction.
One hand pushed Ringo's face down onto the cold tile floor and the other pulled her pants down, exposing a tight peachy butt. I played with those peachy cheeks, molding the firm masses in my hands, getting a good spread on them and lovely holes between them. I moved into position and lined up my fuck-stick.
"Whoa whoa WhUGH!" Ringo grunted when I rammed my weapon of ass destruction right up her puckered star without mercy or hesitation.
Well, without hesitation, Sexual Calibration takes care of the mercy.
"My-my ass?" Ringo groaned as I pounded her into the tiles.
I provided her peachy cheek a slap that rippled briefly on her taut form and kept my hips in a rhythmic cycle that engaged the quads for stability and the glutes for power. Ringo spasmed and jerked under me, but fight back? Nah. She either planned for that offered blow job to escalate, or loves that it did.
I'd kept this encounter silent aside from my 'combat' noises. Something told me that Ringo wanted a performance from the strong silent type. Still groaned like a bitch when I finally nutted in her ass, and a little more when I pulled out and her hole slowly twitched itself back closed, but now red and swollen.
I burned that image into my mind then pulled Ringo back up on her knees by her hair, standing in front of her while she shook, her eyes widened in fright.
"N-" once more I stuffed her mouth with cock.
"Get it all, leave one drop of seed and you'll get pregnant when I take that tight little pussy." I smirked down at her and her sudden enthusiasm for the ass to mouth action.
Once nice and spit polished I pushed the lithe kunoichi onto her back and thrust home into an incredibly strong gripping snatch. The fabled Snappin' Pussy, one with good quick muscular control and an elasticity in the vaginal walls that can grab a hold of you and give you a decent hump. Heavenly if you know what I mean, which is why I should not be blamed for getting lost in the moment, existing in the present, and after a mesmerizing session giving Ringo a full creampie. Who can blame me, I certainly can't.
"Did you just come inside me?" Ringo gasped in realization of my slack jawed groaning.
"Hmm, yeah?" I nodded, just happy to agree with anything she says while her magical pussy has my cock in its wondrous velvet grip.
"Why?" she cried out and began struggling under me, releasing me from the evil man controlling power of her cum guzzling soul stealing cunt.
What a great and terrible power she has at the apex of her thighs. She must never know. Pulling deep on my memories of Meditations, I beseeched the spirit of Marcus Aurelius to fill me with stoic power, but the curly haired ghost just shrugged and said, 'What is man before the might of Snappin Pussy?'
Et tu, bruh?
"It was hot." I shrugged and pulled back on my pants so full of nonchalance Ringo couldn't tell she'd given me a quasi-religious experience, "Bare my child."
"Fuck that!" she shouted and looked down at her mound like it betrayed her.
"Did you have better plans for the next forty weeks?" I asked her.
"Duh!" she shouted, "Training, missions, bounty hunting, being the badest bitch in the Elemental Nations."
"Well… it's nice to want things, but now you're a mom, so by the laws of this universe you must now abandon all ninja activity and either get a non combat job or become a house wife." I raised my hands in the 'what can you do' gesture, "I'm not the guy who made the rules. I just live with them."
"Fuck that, and fuck you!" Ringo shouted, "I'm the badest bitch in the Elemental Nations, I can't get sidelined just cuz you cummed in me!"
"Take it up with Kishimoto." I shrugged, "Maybe we can dust you off every now and then to show off that you still got it, but plap plap, you got pregnant."
"That's what abortions are for, you ass!" Ringo growled while she pulled her pants on.
"Cute. You think they can abort my seed without killing you first? How naïve." I scoffed, Fertility Control prevented any pregnancy prevention when set to hundi, like it always is.
Ringo screamed and reached for my throat, though her hands came short of the mark, not just because she's a shorty and I'm tall, dark, and handsome, but because she couldn't command her body to make the rest of the distance between us. Instead of choking me to death, Ringo screamed in rage before collapsing back onto her knees.
I had to leave. Ringo on her knees is what got us into this in the first place, and the phantom clench of her evil mindhaze inducing cunt on my cock had me weak in the knees. Pussy too good, must run, can't handle it. Best to distract myself with thoughts of future training, and I have just the guy in mind to take my hyper lethality to the next level.
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