capitulo 12

'I should feel bad,' Sasuke mused.

Sweat dripped down Kushina's body.

She was wholly and utterly intoxicated by him…her arms and legs wrapped around him in a vise, her moans only having grown quieter because her voice was starting to give out.

He thrust into her with wild abandon, rolling his entire body back and forth with sublime force so as to make sure that every last inch of his cock was burrowing its way in and out of her.

'I practically destroyed a marriage.'

"Mmmm…ahhh…oohh…mmm…"

She hadn't spoken an actual word in maybe about twenty minutes. Proper, coherent sentences had gone out the window about…maybe…thirty minutes ago?

If Kushina showed any reservations about submitting to the man who'd battered her husband into submission, she didn't show it.

Her amethyst eyes twinkled. Her pussy squeezed welcomingly around his shaft. And for the fourth time that night, Sasuke buried himself to the hilt inside of her.

A beat.

'I destroyed a marriage,' he reminded himself.

Yet it was hard to care as his body gave in to the pressure. He burst like a champagne bottle poorly uncorked, spurting his seed as deep inside of her as it would go.

Kushina squeaked. Kushina moaned. Kushina submitted to him, pulling him down and slipping her tongue into his mouth, squeezing her legs around his waist in tune with the throbbing of his cock.

They both panted afterwards, Sasuke having fallen on top of her, still sheathed in her.

When he pulled out, she whimpered. He fell beside her, his chest heaving, sweat-soaked hair obscuring his vision.

"Mmm~"

She cooed as his essence began to ooze out of her…again.

Quite honestly, he was surprised there was still room inside of her snatch with how much of his seed he'd dumped inside of it tonight alone.

Kushina took a moment to catch her breath.

Then, she crawled over and began to pamper his cock. Licking at his balls, massaging them, kissing and running her tongue over the base of his shaft. She made eye contact, those amethyst eyes of hers entrancing as rather than spending her recovery time recovering, she instead chose to rile him up even more.

His erection had waned perhaps a tiny bit. Yet her efforts brought it back to a raging torrent, his shaft throbbing and pulsating before her very eyes.

"Don't you feel bad?"

Kushina paused, her tongue pressed against the base of his shaft. For a second, she appeared confused—actually, it lasted more than just a second.

"About what?" she asked, stroking him gently.

He blinked.

"...nevermind," Sasuke chose to say.

Kushina smiled.

"Okay!" she chirped.

Within two seconds, she was already back to worshiping his cock. Sasuke closed his eyes, leaning back, forced to face a simple fact:

Even if he tried to right his wrongs…things were already far too gone.

The status quo was, in effect, shattered. This whole affair was precipitated on the idea that Minato would be able to put a stop to it at any time if he really, truly wanted to. Now he was off somewhere, maybe still laying in that field, or trying to catch some sleep in his office while Sasuke languished in bed with the man's wife.

'I have to ask myself something,' Sasuke thought. 'Do I lay around feeling bad for the things I've done? Or do I enjoy the benefits of it?'

In his old world, he'd gone on a rampage, and had threatened the sanctity of the whole world.

His reward? A harem of gorgeous women who'd stop at nothing to pamper and worship him as if he were some sort of deity.

Maybe this was just how things were fated to turn out no matter what universe he ended up in. He'd woken up in a foreign bed, in the body of a Sasuke who didn't know how good he'd had it…

And now?

Kushina was broken. Hinata was broken. Naruko was in the other room, listening to the sounds of him fucking her mother and waiting patiently for it to be her turn. Menma had been outside the door jerking off for the past hour. And Minato…that was a can of worms all on its own.

'Fuck it,' he thought. 'Fuck it. If I'm going to do this—'

He was going to do it right.

No more fucking around. No more half-measures. If all this world wanted him to do was conquer and dominate…then that's what he would do. If he'd been brought into this new world with all these delightful and gorgeous women just begging to be dominated by him…

Then by God, he would do exactly that.

"Menma," Sasuke said loudly. "Go and grab your sister for me, will you?"

There was a yelp at the door and a thump—Kushina glanced back for a moment, before returning to her rightful place between his legs.

They heard footsteps and the creak of a door down the hall.

"Aww…" Kushina mimed. "I thought we were just going to keep pretending we didn't know he was there~"

"Not with what I have in mind," Sasuke said.

"Should I—?"

"No," he murmured. "Keep doing what you're doing."

Maybe, it was the dopamine from her numerous orgasms. Maybe, it was the simple fact that she'd been wanting to do this for a while. Maybe, it was something else. Nonetheless, all Kushina did was shrug and go back down to his cock.

She took him into her mouth just as the door opened.

Naruko stiffened slightly. Menma gulped.

"Come in," Sasuke insisted, motioning at them.

The twins hesitated, but only for a moment. Slowly, they approached the foot of the bed, coming to a stop before them. It must have been a strange sight. Many a child had been traumatized by going into their parent's bedroom and seeing something they shouldn't see.

This was different, though. They were being invited in—

And the first thing they saw was their mother inhaling the monstrous cock of a man who was most definitely not their father.

Sasuke shrugged it off, though.

"Kushina and I wanted to tell you two something," he said, as the glug glug glug sounds of her blowing him made up the background noise to his words. "Obviously, she's busy right now. Things are going to be changing around here."

Naruko and Menma exchanged a glance.

"Uh—" Menma rubbed the back of his neck.

"We know what happened," Naruko murmured.

Sasuke paused, as did Kushina.

"Explain," said Sasuke.

And they did.

It only took a few moments—they told him and Kushina how they'd hidden in the corner of a room with the use of a clever seal. How they'd followed them out to the training grounds and watched the systematic dismantling of their father.

"I see," Sasuke said, once Naruko was done talking.

"And I- we," Naruko began.

Sasuke raised a hand. Wherever she was going with that was moot as her mouth snapped shut.

Glug, glug, glug. Kushina was still eagering going down on him, though her eyes were rapt and it was clear she was still paying attention.

"As far as I'm concerned…I'm the man of the house now," said Sasuke, in a low, deep tone that made the twins audibly shudder. "What I say under this roof goes—as far as I'm concerned, I'm a permanent resident now, the same as the both of you. Kushina, do you have any objections to that?"

"Mmm mm." She made a small hum around his cock.

"Do either of you have a problem with that?" Sasuke murmured, staring them down, even as their mother proceeded to deepthroat him with no regard for her children standing right there.

Naruko and Menma exchanged yet another glance; they appeared to hesitate.

"As far as I'm concerned, you can watch as much as you want," Sasuke said to Menma. "So long as you vacate the premises when asked and do as I say."

Menma gulped. Then slowly, he nodded.

"And I will divide my time between the both of you," Sasuke said to Naruko, gesturing down to Kushina as the other person in the both. "You won't have to worry about being left out."

Naruko closed her eyes.

Then, she nodded as well.

"Good," said Sasuke. "Now, Minato will be back in the morning. I have something planned and all three of you are necessary for it; I refuse to leave anything up to chance."

It was something he'd put together in the heat of the moment. An idea for how to ensure his victory was total. It was brilliant, in a way. Bordering on sadistic…but Sasuke was past the point of no return now.

Naruko visbly bit her lip. Then…

"What's your plan?" she asked in a gentle voice.

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Chapter 12

"The Plan"

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His back was killing him.

Thankfully, there was an old futon that he could roll out on the floor of his office, back from the days of war scares when he had to be next to the telephone twenty-four seven. The staff didn't question him much—they assumed that maybe just needed some solitude, or maybe that he and Kushina were fighting, or maybe they were getting their house bug bombed, who knew?

Minato sincerely doubted that any of them assumed that he was here because Kushina was too busy having another man empty his balls into her.

Defeat was a bitter drink to swallow; and he hadn't just swallowed it. Sasuke had immobilized and drowned him in it.

'I lost,' Minato thought, reliving the memories of the previous night for the umpteenth time.

He'd jerked off six times last night, passing out after the last pathetic load that he'd shot out. And as much as it pained him to admit, each time he'd been thinking about last night. From Sasuke face-fucking Kushina to watching the two of them screw next to his defeated and immobilized body, it'd been as all of his fantasies had come to life.

Only that was it; they were just fantasies.

Now, it was reality.

'Does Kushina still love me? Will I still have a place at home? Will I be able to look at myself in the mirror?'

Those were just a few questions he had running through his mind as he headed home.

Naruko and Menma were home…he could see their shoes by the door. That meant Sasuke had to be gone.

Right?

The house was empty, though.

There was no breakfast cooking in the kitchen. No children sparring in the backyard. No gorgeous wife curled up on the couch reading one of her books.

Just the whistle of wind from a window that'd been left open.

His heart began to pound.

'Upstairs,' he thought.

Every creak of the steps echoed throughout the house. He paused every few steps, straining his ears, listening for something, anything.

There was nothing.

Up on the upstairs landing, he was treated to a typical sight. A corridor that lead to the various rooms of the house—Naruko and Menma's bedroom, a closet, his study, the bathroom…and…at the end, the master bedroom.

The door to his bedroom was left somewhat ajar.

A ball of lead settled in the back of his throat.

He walked towards the door.

He put a hand on the knob.

He pushed it open.

The creak of the door echoed as loudly as the stairs had. There was a rustle of sheets.

Then, Minato's life irrevocably changed.

Sasuke was seated at the center of the bed, naked and erect, his cock towering upward like a skyscraper. He sat there, smug and confident, his dark hair freshly combed and his darker eyes glinting with triumph.

To his left sat Kushina…clad in lingerie…looking as fresh and as sultry as he'd ever seen her. She, too, was put together—her hair styled, with makeup and deep violet lipstick on, her curves on prominent display.

That he'd been expecting.

What Minato hadn't expected was for his children to be in the room, too.

For on Sasuke's right was Naruko. Also clad in lingerie. Also styled, put-together, pampered with deep blue lipstick and makeup. This was his daughter…yet Minato couldn't deny that she looked every bit as gorgeous as her mother did.

Menma was off to the side, seated in a chair, looking apprehensive.

"Good morning," Sasuke said. "How did you sleep, Minato?"

The Hokage was frozen in place as he took everything in. His brain seemed incapable of processing this.

"Before you ask…these two have known about your desires for quite a while now," Sasuke said, squeezing Naruko with one arm and gesturing to Menma with the other. "They know that you're a cuckold. That's old news—sorry to drop it all so suddenly on you."

He didn't sound sorry at all.

For the first time, Minato noticed that there was a chair in front of the bed. Seals lined the sides and back…he recognized them as the kinds they used on prisoners in interrogation rooms.

"What is this?" Minato said in a hoarse voice.

"This is our new beginning," Kushina spoke up, sounding cheerful.

"This is just the way things are now," Naruko said.

"We have to accept it. All of us," Menma emphasized.

Sasuke said nothing, a smirk on his lips as he wrapped his arms around the two girls on either side of him. He pressed a kiss to their cheeks; first to Naruko's, then to Kushina's.

"What- what is this?" Minato repeated.

"We know about everything, Dad," Naruko said, sounding hesitant at first. "About you letting Sasuke have his way with Mom. We were there yesterday…hidden by a seal…watching as he humiliated you."

"You were—"

"We watched him beat you down," Menma interrupted, hands folded across his chest. "We watched him immobilized you. Fuck Mom right beside you while you watched."

He glanced over at Menma and it felt as if he were gazing at a window into the past.

'He's just like me,' Minato realized. 'He likes—'

"How many times did you get off last night thinking about that?" Kushina asked, giggling.

She knew him so well. 'Six times,' Minato thought.

"What the fuck is this?" Minato said yet again, sounding panicked.

"It's a choice," Sasuke said simply.

Silence fell in the room.

Minato looked at what remained of his family. His conquered wife, his lovestruck daughter, and his submissive son.

'How did this happen?'

His curiosity got the best of him.

"...what's the choice…?" Minato dared to ask.

"Sit down or walk away," said Sasuke. It was as basic as that.

Minato felt frozen in time. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, and imagining it all with the few seconds he had been given to choose.

It was a simple choice…yet with ramifications that were far reaching as could be.

He could sit down and accept his new place. A life where he lived to watch this upstart Uchiha defile his wife and daughter. Endless days where, if he was lucky, he got to see an assortment of things.

Sasuke having his way with the two of them…endless creampies, facials, cum shots. Cowgirl, missionary, doggystyle, mating press…in the bedroom, the kitchen, the bathroom—

In Naruko's bed, against the window, in his office—

With Minato there, with him not there. Threesomes, twosomes, hell, they might just invite other people over. All of their little friends who'd had crushes on Sasuke over the years.

And the worst part?

He could feel himself getting hard just thinking about it. Not just a slight one either…a powerful, raging erection that, despite its less than generous size, was plainly visible to all in the room.

He wanted it. He wanted that future so badly…a reality where all of his sexual fantasies had come to life.

Minato opened his eyes, ready to make a decision.

Only to be immobilized, All it took was a single glance into Sasuke's eyes—Minato felt his entire body lock up, as if he'd been paralyzed by some fast-acting poison.

His knees buckled.

His son swept forward, catching him before he fell and cracked his head on the floor. Menma didn't seem surprised in the least.

"Sorry about this, Dad," he said—unlike Sasuke, he actually sounded a tiny bit apologetic.

Menma helped the Hokage into the chair in front of the bed.

Could he have fought against the genjutsu?

Probably.

But—

His will to fight had been sapped.

He was powerless; physically, and emotionally, as Menma activated the seals that bound him to the chair. They were handcrafted by Kushina…unbreakable, even by someone of Minato's caliber.

Now, he was well and truly trapped.

"I wondered what your answer would be," Sasuke said in a monotone voice. "Looks to me as if you were on the fence about it." He smirked down at him, nudging the girls out of the way and getting to his feet. "Let me be clear, though: you never had a choice in the matter."

He strode over to Minato, coming to a stop about a meter in front of the blond. Sasuke waved Menma away with a hand.

Naruko and Kushina crept off of the bed; the former seemed apprehensive, the latter brimming with excitement. They stood on either side of the Uchiha, both considerably shorter.

"Tonight will be the night I consecrate these two as mine," Sasuke said in a low murmur, throwing an arm around the both of them and pulling them close. "You, and Menma," he added with a glance over his shoulder. "are going to watch every moment of it."

The Uchiha smirked.

"Girls? Is there anything you'd like to say to him before we begin?"

He gestured to Naruko first.

The blonde audibly gulped; she took a tentative step forward, looking down at the floor, gripping her arm with her non-dominant hand.

"He-hey, Dad," Naruko said, her voice gentle. "Sorry about this…I, uh, I wish there was some other way to go about things." She offered a soft, reassuring smile—it meant little when she couldn't even look him in the eye. "Sasuke…Sasuke has a point, though. I don't think you'll really submit until you're made to. And-and besides, you like this, don't you? You just…don't want to admit it."

She gulped again. Then nodded toward Kushina, who took a step forward as well.

Kushina cupped Minato's cheek.

"I love you," she promised. "And in the end, I hope you'll be glad that we did this. That urge that you have to resist…it needs to be dealt with. This is how things are going to be from now on. And I know you'll be happy after all is said and done."

She took a step back, as did Naruko.

Sasuke looked between them, then back to Minato.

"Is that all?" he asked. 

To which, Naruko and Kushina nodded.

Sasuke took a breath. For a split second, he seemed conflicted—

Then his features solidified.

"Alright, then," he said. "Shall we?"

He put a hand on each of their heads, gently guiding the two women down to their knees. Eye-level with his cock, mother and daughter licked their lips in unison. Even having softened, it was still an impressive construct.

Kushina looked to Naruko. The blonde stared straight back.

After a beat…they both leaned forward, pressing their tongue against the base of Sasuke's shaft.

"Mmm…" 

The Uchiha couldn't help but moan.

Kushina had sucked a lot of dick—Naruko was somewhat of a novice by comparison. Yet, for both, this was their first experience at a collaborative blowjob. There were some growing pains, sure.

Yet judging by the groans Sasuke let out, they were doing an exceptional job.

They worked their way up from the base to the mushroom head, experimenting as they went. Kushina's hand on the base; Naruko's around the top. Both of their tongues against his balls while all four of the hands they had available stroked him for all he was worth.

Whatever differences they had, it was set aside for the sole purpose of pleasing their shared lover.

"Don't look at me," Sasuke sneered. "Look at him."

And they did.

Amethyst eyes; crystal blue eyes. They both burned into the paralyzed Hokage, who was forced to sit and watch as his wife and daughter worshiped the monstrous cock of Sasuke Uchiha.

The man himself put his hands onto their heads, throwing his own back and groaning as their tongues bathed him in a sea of pleasure.

Eventually, Naruko took his length into her mouth. She moaned, bobbing her head back and forth—meanwhile, Kushina took care to worship the base of his cock, licking and lapping at every part that her daughter couldn't squash down her throat.

Off to the side, Menma openly pleasured himself. The sounds of his twin sister choking on his best friend's cock had him unfathomably hard—Minato couldn't hold it against him. Not when he was unbearably erect, too, only with the slight caveat that he was unable to even think about alleviating that tension.

"Mmm~" Kushina cooed. "You sure are a natural, aren't you, sweetie?" She let out a sweet little giggle, pushing crimson hair out of her eyes. "You really do take after me, don't you?"

If looks could kill, then Naruko's venomous glare would have murdered Kushina a thousand times over. Sadly, her mother didn't seem phased—it was hard to be intimidated by a girl whose juices were leaking down her thigh and whose mouth was stuffed full of a cock that had been inside of both of them many times.

"Now scoot," Kushina murmured. "You can't hog him the whole time."

Naruko ignored her.

She kept bobbing her head back and forth. Glug, glug, glug…the noises she made were gratuitous beyond all reality. Watching his sweet little baby girl suck dick like the best of them had Minato practically frothing at the mouth.

He was glad for the genjutsu; it allowed him to maintain some small, albeit microscopically small shred of dignity. Because all hints of anger or reluctance had vanished.

Now, if the seals were undone and Minato was left to choose his fate—

He would be right there by Menma, stroking himself silly to the sight of these two gorgeous women worshiping Sasuke like some kind of deity.

"You do have to share," Sasuke intoned, sounding like a disappointed father.

Naruko looked up at him, almost pleadingly. Yet his expression didn't shift.

With obvious reluctance, she disengaged himself from her shaft.

Only for Kushina to nudge her aside and swoop in for the kill. She didn't take Sasuke's cock into her mouth so much as inhale it—Minato blinked, and suddenly, ten plus inches was sheathed down his wife's throat.

"Mmm~"

She hummed a happy little tune as she bobbed her head back and forth.

Naruko scowled. She couldn't be too upset, though…Kushina had offered her first dibs as a courtesy. Now it was her turn to worship Sasuke's balls while her mother got the honor of having her throat bulge.

The blonde did just that, lavishing her lover with every stroke of her tongue that she could muster.

Sasuke seemed to be in heaven. After another minute or two of this, he snapped.

Minato was surprised he'd lasted that long.

He didn't cum, though…instead, he chose to push things even further.

"Alright," he said, a sense of finality in his voice.

Kushina withdrew instinctively; Naruko pulled away as well. The two of them sat there, reclined back on their knees. Kushina was flushed and panting…Naruko was flushed, but had recovered in the time her mother had been deepthroating him.

Even Sasuke seemed a little winded. Having two gorgeous women do everything in their power to please him was something that the always infallible Uchiha looking a little worked up, too. His cock was as thick and as erect as ever…smudged with violet and blue lipstick, throbbing, twitching, pulsating.

He looked between the two of them. Then to Minato.

"I, for the life of me, cannot decide which of these two to start with," Sasuke murmured. "Menma, any thoughts?"

The blond jumped—he'd already came, just having watched that blowjob unfurl.

"I-I—"

"Shut up," Sasuke interjected. "I don't care about your opinion, anyway."

Menma slumped back down. 'What was he expecting?' Minato thought. 'He knows where our place is in this new pecking order.'

Sasuke looked Minato in the eye. He let the genjutsu lessen slightly…just enough so that Minato didn't feel a vice grip around his vocal cords anymore.

"What do you think, Minato?" Sasuke asked.

He put a hand on each of their heads, turning them towards Minato. Flushed and gasping for air; this was his family. Kushina grinned…Naruko offered him a soft smile. Both of them were absurdly wet, their juices having drenched the front of their panties.

"Should I have your daughter?" the Uchiha wondered aloud, squeezing Naruko's hair for emphasis. She yelped slightly. "Do you think she'll purr the way she did when I took her virginity?" He smirked. "I'll make her scream my name and call me Daddy right in front of you. Wouldn't that be a treat?"

Naruko licked her lips.

"Or maybe I should have your wife. Again," Sasuke emphasized. "Has it gotten any less pleasurable to watch me have my way with her? Or is even better, now that you know you can never lay a finger on her again?" He chuckled. "She might give you a pity handjob every now and then, but that mouth? That pussy? You and I both know who they belong too, now."

Sasuke took a breath.

"What should I do, Minato?" he finished. "Which one should I start tonight off with? Because rest assured, you'll be seeing me fuck them over and over again until the sun rises…but the first always hits different, doesn't it?"

Minato's heart thundered.

It really was an impossible choice.

"Wh-why not both?"

All eyes turned to Menma, who slunk down into his chair as his words registered.

Sasuke broke the silence with a chuckle that slowly turned into a laugh.

"You make an excellent point, Menma," Sasuke said. "Why not both?"

He formed a hand seal and a millisecond later, a second Sasuke stood next to him. Just as erect. Just as impressive. Just as ready to truly hammer down Minato's ultimate failure.

Naruko and Kushina both audibly gasped.

But before they could say anything—

They'd already been swept up, each by their own respective Sasuke. They were tossed onto the bed, nearly colliding as they landed upon the plush sheets.

Minato watched as the two Uchihas advanced upon his wife and daughter, with enough collective cock between the two of them to virtually enslave all of Konoha to their will.

With a glint in his eye, he mounted Naruko without even batting an eye. Parting her legs, sliding between them, he pulled her panties to the side. A finger brushing against her slit elicited a moan from her.

"You're always so wet," he purred.

"On-only for you~" Naruko whispered.

Right beside them, Sasuke was too busy lining himself up behind Kushina. She was gorgeous on an ordinary day…but down on her hands and knees, her back arched and her cheek pressed against the mattress, she was on another level. Sasuke didn't need to brush a finger against anything—he could quite literally see her juices dribbling down onto the sheets.

Sasuke looked to Sasuke, who smirked and nodded.

"Let's do this," he said. In a very Naruto thing to do, they fist-bumped—and then they descended upon their targets.

Sasuke fed his cock into Naruko's overwhelmingly tight snatch, throwing his head back as he did so. "Good God," he muttered, as she clenched and squeezed around him. "I forgot how perfect this pussy is."

All Naruko could do was moan.

On the other side of the bed, the other Sasuke hadn't wasted any time.

With a low grunt, he'd shoved himself inside of Kushina, impaling her as deeply as he pussy would allow. Her moaning was wanton and intoxicating…his self control was long gone, and already within seconds, he was thrusting into her recklessly.

"Mmm-mmm-mmm-fuuuccckkk—"

The whole bed shook from their machinations.

Naruko glanced over, her teeth gritted and a bead of sweat on her brow. She grasped her Sasuke's wrist, squeezing it gently…a signal that he wasn't supposed to hold back. With a flare of his nostrils, Sasuke nodded…then proceeded to pummel her every bit as ruthlessly as his counterpart was doing to Kushina.

It was a symphony of sounds…a barrage of images. As Menma openly stroked himself, Minato could only watch, still paralyzed from the neck down, as his wife and daughter were mauled by the Uchiha and his clone.

Slap! Clap!

Thwack! Smack!

"Oooh~!" "Mmm…!"

Smack! Smack!

It wasn't quite in sync, but it was pretty damn close. The sound of Sasuke's thighs slamming into Kushina's ass, and the sound of Sasuke hammering home into Naruko's tight pussy, filled the room and then some.

Kushina stared into Minato's eyes, grinning like mad and enunciating every moan that Sasuke forced out of her. She licked her lips…winked at him…arched her back all the way down so that he could see Sasuke's cock corkscrewing into her even all the way from his chair.

It was tortuous. And she knew it.

"I'm thirsty," said the Sasuke buried balls deep inside of Naruko. "Go and fetch me some water, will you, Menma?"

 "And some for me too," said the other Sasuke, not even glancing over. He was too busy gripping Kushina's hips and keeping her steady as he fucked her relentlessly.

If Menma bore any reluctance, he didn't show it. He got up; nodded his head, like the obedient little bitch he was…then tiptoed out of the door, leaving the sounds of his family getting railed behind.

"He really does take after you," Sasuke chortled, gripping Kushina's hair and pulling her head back. "The same way your daughter takes after her."

"Oh, oh, oh~!!"

Naruko was in a state of bliss. 

Legs thrown to either side, her tits bouncing with every thrust, her arms spasming as her respective Sasuke hammered himself home again and again. He was mounted on top of her, not even giving the poor girl an inch of breathing room. Yet breathing room was the last thing she wanted…no, all Naruko wished for was a fat Uchiha cock to pummel her as hard and as deep as humanly possible.

Sasuke was more than happy to oblige.

While Sasuke and Naruko remained in that rather intimate position, on the other side, Kushina and her Sasuke were switching things up.

Not by much, though. They adopted the same position as Naruko—

Spread-eagle, too many inches of cock buried inside of her, and enough pleasure to drive her absolutely mad.

Side-by-side, mother and daughter were getting demolished by the combined might of the two Sasukes. Their moans bounced off the walls—picture frames rattled atop the wardrobe. Adorning those frames were pictures of the family…of Minato and Kushina on their wedding day…of Naruko and Menma when they were kids. Their eyes were bright and their smiles broad; a few months ago, they'd looked back on those times as the happy days.

Now? For Kushina and Naruko, the present was all that mattered.

"Hav-having fun?" Kushina cooed, reaching over and squeezing Naruko's arm affectionately. Even she was starting to crack beneath Sasuke's grand assault.

"So much fun~" Naruko whimpered. She sounded genuine, too.

That friction between the two of them earlier had vanished, at least, for now. Minato couldn't blame either one—if the pleasure they were experiencing was even a fraction of what he got from watching, then it would be nigh impossible to remain upset.

Menma came back into the room just then, two glasses of ice cold water clasped in his shaking hands. He advanced slowly, coming to a stop right in front of the bed, somewhat obscuring Minato's view.

"He-here," he said.

Both Sasukes reared back. Not ceasing in their thrusting for a moment, they snatched a glass from Menma respectively, tipping their heads back and drinking greedily.

They finished at nearly the same time, then tossed the glasses back to Menma, who caught them clumsily.

Then, they returned to the task at hand. Menma went to return to his chair—

Only for a hand to lash out and grab him by the arm. He jumped…only to realize that it was Naruko. Not that she was consciously doing it…

Sasuke was just fucking her so good that she'd grabbed onto the closest thing.

Her cute little moans filled the room. Sasuke was atop of her, their chests pressed together, his entire body rolling back and forth as he thrust hard and fast into her.

"Isn't that sweet?" Sasuke said with a laugh.

"Are you close?" asked the other Sasuke, glancing to his counterpart. "Or is it just me?"

He chuckled. "Oh, trust me…I'm fucking Naruko. You know damn well I've been close for a while," Sasuke said with a smirk. "Are you ready?"

"Just give me a second—"

A few hard thrusts later…

"—okay," Sasuke breathed. "On three?"

"Sure. One—"

"—two—"

"—three!"

Minato watched, slack jawed, as the two Uchihas bottomed out inside of his wife and daughter respectively.

Kushina's body seized up—on the flip side, Naruko seemed to deflate, her mouth agape.

"Mmm~" "Ohh~"

He could almost picture the cum being spurted into their wombs. Each Sasuke held their woman close, thrusting gently, grunting and groaning as the result of their works was pumped deep into the pussy of their chosen conquest.

"Fuck," one Sasuke groaned.

They pulled out in unison, falling onto their backs, their cocks still erect. They glanced to each other—then, in tune, turned Naruko and Kushina around so that they were facing towards Minato.

Sasuke's cum was already working its way down their thighs…each Uchiha had delivered a thick, plentiful load that left each woman brimming with their seed.

A moment later, and only one Sasuke remained.

He took a deep breath as his clone's memories came surging forth. His cock throbbed incessantly.

"Hah…"

Sasuke stood up, stretching as he did so. He craned his neck, cracked his fingers, and even bent low and pressed his palms to the floor.

"Having my way with your family is a great work out," Sasuke said as he took a step towards Minato. "I would definitely recommend it—well, you know, if you were able to perform like I can."

Minato stiffened as Sasuke stepped behind him. He couldn't turn his head to look; Sasuke gripped the back of the chair, crouching down.

Remarkably, he felt his control return. Minato flexed his fingers.

"I could use a walk," Sasuke said. "And I'm a little hungry, so I think I'll go and get everyone something to eat. How does some takeout sound?"

"Mmm—"

"...guh…"

Neither Kushina or Naruko seemed much for weighing their opinions in.

"I'll take that as a yes," Sasuke said. "You—" He patted Minato on the back. "—and you," he said, gesturing to Menma. "Make sure these two are cleaned up and dressed by the time I get back. I want to have another ride on them when I get back…after we eat, of course."

He smirked, then strode to a corner of the room where his clothes had been put aside. He dressed quickly, yet methodically, not even glancing back to the two conquered women twitching on the bed.

"I'll be back," the Uchiha murmured. Then he was gone.

Minato waited. Five seconds, then ten seconds—he wasn't sure until he heard the front door shut that this wasn't some kind of trick. Any moment now, he expected for his body to seize up again…Sasuke would be back on top of Naruko, thrusting fiercely into her, all while Kushina threw her hips back against his clone just on the side of the bed.

Nothing happened.

'He really just…left us alone with them,' Minato pondered.

Why wouldn't he?

They were no threat to him. Sasuke could fuck his wife and daughter, pump them full of cum, then waltz off and leave the two of them to clean up after him.

It wasn't as if they could convince Naruko or Kushina that this was immoral. That it was wrong. That Sasuke was just taking advantage of them.

This was just the way things are.

Minato swallowed. He disappeared into the bathroom and a moment later, emerged with a damp cloth.

Having to wipe another man's cum off of his wife's thigh was quite the experience. Having to do the same for his own daughter was something else.

He'd held Naruko when she was born; cradled her close to his chest and had vowed to always protect her no matter what.

And now, he was cleaning her up, the poor woman barely conscious after Sasuke had fucked her into oblivion.

There was a pit in his stomach. His hand was shaking.

'And yet—'

He was hard.

What more was there to note?

He was hard. He was doing it. He wasn't running away like he'd been tempted to do upon walking into the room.

This was…

He glanced over to Menma, who made eye contact with him. His son gave him a small nod.

Minato sighed.

'This is just the way things are,' he thought. 'I'll have to get used to it.'

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…

…

'Where am I?'

Naruko blinked as she stared at the ceiling.

There was a warmth in her gut; accompanied by a tingling sensation that sizzled up and down her body.

Then the memories came flooding back.

Their plan to lure Minato into a trap—it'd gone off without a hitch. Everything…everything…had gone exactly as Sasuke had predicted.

Then he'd been on top of her. Inside of her. And everything became a blur as ten plus inches of Uchiha cock turned her brain into mush.

Her Dad was there, having procured some clothes for her to put on. "Sasuke went to go and get dinner," he said, as Kushina milled about in the background, already dressed and ready to go.

"...okay."

'Am I really okay with this?' she thought as she pulled fresh underwear on.

Never in her life had Naruko imagined a scenario where she'd be side-by-side with her mother sucking the same cock. Let alone laying side-by-side with her as that same man duplicated himself with shadow clones and fucked them both senseless.

'Am I okay with this?' she asked herself again.

Her belly was full of cum. Her body felt all loose and tingly and good. And honestly? It was hard to keep a smile off of her face.

Yet part of her knew that it was just post orgasm emotions—they would fade, and she would left with the knowledge that she'd submitted just as readily as Minato, Menma, and Kushina had.

'Am I—'

"Come on," Menma said.

Naruko blinked. She hadn't even noticed Minato and Kushina leaving the room.

"Sasuke's back with the food," her brother said. "Are you coming?"

She stepped forward without even thinking.

"...yeah," Naruko breathed. "I-I'm coming."

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…

Kushina slid a chair right next to Sasuke, grinning as she did so.

He smirked. "How are you feeling?" Sasuke asked, throwing an arm around her.

She couldn't resist him if she tried. Kushina leaned into his embrace, pressing her cheek against his chest and soaking in his warmth—both from his body, and from the cum still packed into her womb.

"Wonderful. I feel…wonderful," Kushina cooed. She leaned up, pressing a kiss to his jawline. "How do you feel?"

Sasuke smirked back at her. He didn't say anything, and yet there was a glint in his eye that told the whole story. That glint alone felt almost better than a thousand creampies.

Almost.

She jumped when someone tapped her on the shoulder—Minato was there with a plate in hand. 

'He's still here?'

Honestly, she'd been half-expecting him to run off once the genjutsu and the seals were lifted. To her surprise, though, he'd stayed and cleaned up Sasuke's mess like the good little cuckold that he was.

Minato was the type to eat takeout on plates and with real silverware. For whatever reason; probably because he was the one who didn't have to wash the dishes afterward.

Kushina smiled and took the plate.

'If I want,' she thought. 'I can get Sasuke to make him wash them. Him or Menma.'

There was a new king of the house now. She didn't have to worry about keeping her son or her husband happy anymore…not with her big cocked, impossibly strong Uchiha lover to keep them in line.

She would do what she wanted; when she wanted to—

And would reap the benefits of that.

She still loved Minato. She still loved Menma.

They would just have to make room, that's all.

Naruko tiptoed into the room, casting a jealous glance at Kushina. She merely smiled back—then leaned even closer to Sasuke.

For a moment, Kushina let her mind wander. She thought back to that girl that he and Menma had happened upon at the store…what had been her name? The one with the blue hair. She couldn't recall.

'Didn't she have whiskers on her cheeks just like Naruko does?' Kushina pondered.

No…no, she just had to be misremembering.

Kushina let out a sigh.

For the first time in her life, she didn't have to wake up in the morning thinking about what chores she would knock off her list for the day. She wouldn't have to worry about whether she would go to bed with an empty bed and an empty pussy. She wouldn't have to deal with a lazy son and a rebellious daughter.

This was a new beginning. Not just for Sasuke, or for Minato, but for her too.

She was going to enjoy every second of it.

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…

Dinner was delightful.

Dessert was even better.

"Come here," Sasuke said he stood, gesturing at Naruko.

The blonde blinked; she bit her lip. Yet obediently she strode over to him.

Her reward was to be bent over the dining room table in front of everyone.

Menma and Minato stared. Kushina just grinned, already having slid a hand down the front of her shorts.

Sasuke jerked her sweatpants and panties down in one go.

"Rule number one: you two will always be free for me to access when you're in this household," Sasuke said. 

He undid his pants as he spoke, Naruko quivering at the noise of his belt jingling.

Of course, she was already wet…dripping…her pussy lips engorged and looking, oh so tantalizing.

It didn't take long for Sasuke to harden.

He draped his enormous cock across the plump and juicy ass that was laid out in front of him. Naruko was a sublime human specimen—perfectly sculpted, from her lovely tits to her shapely curves, to the blue of her eyes.

"Fuuuuck~"

She squeaked as he eased his length into her.

"Mmm…"

Sasuke groaned.

With one hand, he gripped the base of his cock. With the other, he reached forward and gripped her hair, eliciting yet another squeak.

Minato and Menma were still stunned into silence; Kushina was still openly playing with herself.

"What are you two waiting for?" Sasuke said to the two—and he used this term loosely—"men" sitting nothing more than a few feet away.

Menma jumped.

"Wa-waiting…what?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes. He thrust his hips forward a smidge, forcing Naruko's unbelievably tight cunt to take yet another inch of his even more impressive cock.

"You two like this," Sasuke said in a low tone. "Watching me treat her like she's nothing more than a toy to me." He smirked at them. "You ought to enjoy it while you can—I don't think either of us care how you go about that. Do you care if these two jerk off just a bit, Naruko?"

"Fuck you're so big~" she whimpered, bracing herself against the table, her head thrown back.

Sasuke smirked.

"I don't think she cares," Sasuke said. "So have at it."

With that, he returned his attention back to the specimen in front of him. He began to thrust, a wild look in his dark eyes, his hands on her hips as the table creaked and wobbled underneath them.

Naruko moaned noisily. "Mmm~! Oh~! Mmmm…!"

It was Minato who acted first.

Maybe it was how pent-up he was after earlier, when he'd been left unable to move an inch. Perhaps it was an admission of defeat. Maybe it was none of the above.

Regardless, there was no denying his next action…which was to unzip his pants and begin to stroke himself to the sight of Sasuke dominating his daughter.

Menma followed suit.

It was a strange situation…to be in the center of the kitchen plowing Naruko whilst all members of her family watched on with lust in their eyes and a busy right hand.

'You get what you asked for,' Sasuke thought, gritting his teeth as he thrust hard and fast into the tight pussy that was practically made for him.

He'd given into his baser urges and had effectively subjugated the whole Namikaze-Uzumaki clan. Nobody would give him any trouble now: Naruko and Kushina were his sluts, while Menma and Minato were, more or less, his servants.

This whole thing was over.

Were there still boundaries to cross? Objectives to fulfill? Things to take? Of course…but the first, real obstacle to him in this world was gone.

The Hokage was under his thumb. That left—

So many avenues open for him to pursue.

Where could he go from here? The possibilities were endless.

For now, though, he would focus on exercising his God-given right to fill up Kushina and Naruko's pussies all night long.

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…

He whistled as he returned home to his apartment late that night.

It'd been a good day.

Part of him had been tempted to spend the evening there…the prospect of getting to take care of his morning wood through use of Naruko or Kushina was an appealing one.

Yet he wanted to give his conquest time to sink in.

Sure, he could stay over every night, and keep Naruko and Kushina in line by fucking them vigorously over and over again until their brains were mush and their will to even question the status quo was gone. Minato was cowed; Menma had never been a threat in the first place.

It was victory…an incomplete one, though.

In his old world, he'd been confident that he could leave for a month, three months, six months, a year and they would still be madly in love with him.

Here?

Not so much.

It would take time. Time he had in spades. This was a new world…and though he had gotten attached to them, it was important to remind himself of that. This wasn't his Naruko, or his Hinata…this Kushina and Minato were mere copies of the deceased ones from his timeline. He still hadn't dismissed the idea that he might just be in some long-term coma dream.

He had so many ideas flitting through his head. So many stones left unturned. And really, really—

He was anxious to get started.

Sasuke smirked to himself as he stepped into his bedroom.

'Things are just getting good,' he thought.

The smirk slipped from his face as he flicked on the light.

There was a figure on the bed.

"Hey," said the woman quietly, brushing blue hair out of her eyes. "Long time no see." She looked him up and down, a grin on her lips. "You look just like the pictures from before I was born…it's kind of weird. I get it, though. Why everyone said you were such a hottie when you were young."

"You—"

The wind was sucked from his lungs.

She stood up, a mere memory to him. Yet the finger that she pressed into his chest was as real as it got.

"Why are you acting so surprised?" Himawari said, smiling. "I know that's you in there, Uncle Sasuke…"

A/N being the prime example of this.

However, for all intent and purposes, this chapter serves as a traditional "finale" to the story. Are there still loose ends? Of course. Hinata, Himawari…Sasuke's family…even tidbits with the Uzumakis and Namikazes.

But for the most part, the original story is done. If you'd like to consider this an ending, I absolutely would not fault you in doing so. Future chapters will come, but they'll start to diverge from the relatively condensed story we've had so far.

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