Gaze Through Jizz-Soaked (And Adjacent) Eyes

Cumdump was walked to school today by her sister, who was walking alongside a Seishi village guard who was holding both of their leashes tightly, almost **** them as the two girls crawled towards the building.

With Naruto gone on official Empire business, he had taken all the other girls of the house to some important meeting that would help the cause. Only Cumdump and Jizz Eyes stayed in the house now, with constant supervision from the village's other men.

Soldiers from the village visited the house every night, **** and abusing the two girls with feverish joy and anger, envious of Naruto that he was able to bag not one, but two Hyuga clan bitches. For the last few nights, the girls got gangraped and stuffed to the brim by dozens of different men from the village for hours, with Jizz Eyes enjoying it far more than her sister, praising Dankon that an army of superior specimens were able to watch over the dumb cunts in their Master's absence. Some of the Seishi soldiers were particularly rough with the girls the night before, smacking their asses and beating them with riding crops. It still hurt, the purple and red marks leaving bruises on both of the girls asses. Not that Jizz Eyes minded, she welcomed the discipline, a fair punishment for being born the way they were. Cumdump had reservations.

After a few minutes, the group finally got to the school. A guard was in front of the entrance to grab a hold of Cumdump's leash from the man walking them, the two shaking hands silently before the man who still had Jizz Eyes' leash started to walk away. Before they did, she looked back at her sister, staring at her with intense hatred in her eyes. Cumdump looked at her in a combination of fear and sadness, wondering if there was any way for the two girls to reconcile. Before she could think of anything, she was dragged into the school. The gates shut behind them.

"Hello class, this cunt's name is Honeytits. Today, we will be learning about Etiquette."

The girls in the class all silently bowed their heads at the teacher, a new woman that had replaced their past educator. She was a brunette with brown hair, looking more plain than most women in the village were. She wrote the words "ETIQUETTE" on the chalkboard. She turned to the class and observed the state of the room.

The class room had some changes since the last time Cumdump had been inside. Posters had been strung up on the walls, depicting girls bowing down at men's feet, sucking their cocks or getting choked by them. The symbol of Seishigakure was plastered everywhere, including on the door blocking the window so no one could see what was going on inside. Alongside the new propaganda everywhere, there were sex toys adorining shelves and cubbies, most of them made of some kind of steel.

The girls in the room now all had desks, but metallic dildos were stuck to their chairs, inserting themselves into the students and making it even more awkward and uncomfortable then when they were just kneeling on the floor.

Cumdump wiggles around on her chair, trying to find the sweet spot where the barbed metal dick inside of her snatch would be the most comfortable, if that was even possible. The other girls tried similar movements, some of them moaning in pleasure at the lengths of the artificial cocks inside of them.

The girls starting to please themselves barely even phased Honeytits as she stared at the class, beginning her lecture.

"Now girls, what's the most important thing about female etiquette? Anyone?"

One of the students squirmed in her seat as the sextoy continued penetrating her insides, raising her hand to answer the question. "Unf… r-respecting men…"

Honeytits smirked. "That's right! And how can we, as the inferior sex, respect men?"

The girls went silent again except for the ones still moaning from the dildos inside of them. The teacher sighed.

"We respect them by doing whatever they tell us, of course. As the superior sex and the future rulers of the planet, men are naturally going to dominate our lives. We must not ever, under any circumstances, let a man think we are talking back to him or disobeying him, because that goes against what our gender was created to do."

Cumdump tried to pay attention to the sexist rhetoric being taught to her, but she could only wiggle around the fake member inside her cooch as the female teacher kept drolling on.

"Simple, right? Even our small female minds can comprehend something like that. Now, here's a tricky one; how should cunts act around other cunts?"

No one responded to the question, partially because of their pussies being assaulted in their seats but mostly because they genuinely didn't know the answer. Honeytits smirked at their curiosity.

"Well, that's simple as well; we should act around one another the way men want us to."

The girls in the classes raised their eyebrows at the answer to what seemed almost like a rherotical question. The teacher continued.

"Let's take our classroom here as an example; we're all women, right? Well, we're here because men want us to be here. And for the sake of controlling us and letting the Empire prosper, they want us not to be too hostile towards one another. Sure, we all see each other as dumb, weak, worthless pieces of garbage who should be thanking Men every day for letting us exist, but that doesn't mean we have to compete to see who the best bitch is, right?"

The class collectively nodded their heads, starting to understand what Honeytits was talking about. Even Cumdump was starting to get it, thinking back to how she has interacted with her sister since she arrived in Seishigakure.

Getting lost in thought, the teacher looked to Cumdump, the blind girl still trying to find the right spot in her humiliating chair.

"Cumdump, you have a sister, right? You may speak to answer this question."

The girl muttered quietly. "Y-yeah…"

"Is your sister the Head Bitch of your house?"

Cumdump thought about the question, needing a moment to come up with the answer.

"Well… oh… s-she is… but, another cunt in our Master's household has been attempting to steal that spot from her."

The other girls murmured in the class about the information Cumdump was telling them, while Honeytits thought about what to say.

"Being the Head Bitch is a proud title, one that every female should hold dear to their hearts. It signifies that our owners, our Gods, see one of us as the ideal example of what a woman should be in their eyes, to the point where in their mercy, they give us authority over other cunts. Any cunt who does not accept or respect their Master's choice is a disobedient cunt. The one you're talking about could be severely punished for attempting to usurp the position away from your sister."

Cumdump's eyes widened in realization at what her teacher said. Fuckmuscle could be punished? Was she going to tell Naruto about what she was doing to Hina- Jizz Eyes?

"Though, of course, that's not my decision to make. Only the infinite wisdom of Men may guide us in situations like yours."

Cumdump moaned softly but still managed to irk out a question.

"What… do you suggest I do?"

Honeytits walked over to her desk, her breasts swinging like pendulums as she stood in front of Cumdump, the tall woman looking down at her student.

"You have to protect your sister. As Head Bitch, she is in charge of the others when your Master is away. She is his right hand whore, and any dumb bitch who tries to change that must be taken care of."

The Hyuga girl processed what her teacher told her as she started walking away behind her, her fat ass slightly jiggling while she swayed back to the center of the room. She didn't know if she was still on board with everything that was going on, but she did know one thing; Jizz Eyes… Hinata, was her sister, her own flesh and blood, and if this is what she wanted to do, what would make her happy, the entire world falling under a patriarchal woman-hating regime, then she would make sure that happens, and no petty feud for their Master's attention would change that. She had to make up with her.

(AUTHORS NOTE: And here's where I, the wonderful VirgowithCheer come into play! Can you spot the difference?)

For the rest of the day, thoughts swirled through Cumdump's mind. She wanted her sister to be happy, but Fuckmuscle was her…

What was Fuckmuscle to her sister? A friend? No, a friend wouldn't want another friend to be unhappy, or **** them under their control.

Obviously Jizz-Eyes was the Headbitch because she loved Naru-Master. (A cunt should NEVER use a man's name unless allowed that honor. To do otherwise dirties it)

Jizz-Eyes loved him even before they came to the village. But Fuckmuscle wanted to take that away from her…just because she could?

Because she was jealous she didn't get a position she didn't even want for years?

Cumdump thought that was fucking stupid (A Cunt is a crude being at the best of times, so to use such language is expected, and encouraged.)

Why should she let some other dumb Cunt take such an important position, when she'd just waste it? Not like her sister, who cared for Cumdump, who smiled at her no matter how hard she was used and always wiped away her tears when they were done being used. (A person has a Name. We are Cunts, and thus are just given Descriptions. Wear them with pride, for it is all a Cunt deserves.)

No, she loved her sister, even if she was a whore with enough jizz in her eyes to blind a lesser bitch and tits that felt so good to be squished into while a man used her Asscunt, if Fuckmuscle wanted to be Head Bitch then she needed to learn her place!

A wicked grin had grown on Cumdump's face even as she was lead out of the Academy, uncaring of the fact she was being directed with three fingers in her Asscunt. She was too excited to see her sister remain top bitch!

Because every head needed a strong second.

Now, all that was left was putting the dumb twat in her place…

(Hope you enjoy the slight echoes of the lessons throughout the day, wanted to do something special cause it was during the Academy visit)

Obviously, Cumdump would talk with her sister to take down this treacherous Cunt Fuckmuscle.

It wouldn't do to accidently ruin any plans Jizz-Eyes might be devising at the moment to defend her position already after all.

Cumdump walked into Jizz-Eyes room, made all the easier by the fact it lacked a door.

By village policy, no room a Cunt inhabited could be barred or locked for Men to access, with the exception of cages as those were deemed for the Cunts even lower than the rest, mere animals for labor not even worth fucking.

'Hmm, there was a thought' Cumdump idly thought before it shook its head back to reality, taking in the sight of her sister completing her daily rituals.

Even when not in the presence of Men, did not mean a Cunt was without its purposes. Every day, since their Master had left, Jizz-Eyes would stare at a picture of him on the wall and edge her Cunt again and again, sending prayer and devotion to her owner for a minimum of several hours a day, so she never forgets her weakness. When not doing this, or being of service to one of the other Men who would stop by and assure their Cunts were of use, they would journal down other potential weakpoints of their (former) village and weaknesses of their friends and family.

Cumdump was still sightly ashamed how she wrote about her friend Maogi's habit of taking walks in the woods without telling anyone, but her Cunt had never flooded harder when she was pat on the head and told she did a good job, for a Cunt.

She shook her head again. Fuck, she was such a scatterbrain jizztoilet without a cock to scream around. She was here for her sister.

Who had finally noticed someone was in the room with her, twirling around and already half-bent at the waist in case it was a man, before relaxing at seeing it was just another Cumdumpster.

Jizz-Eyes smiled softly as she looked at me, even as she continued to toy with her fluttering lips.

Fuck, she was a hot piece of ass, I can't wait to look like that soon…

"Hello Cumdump, did someone need to use my Asspussy again? You can bring them up, I'll get into position." Jizz-Eyes halfmoaned as she began to get into position, making Cumdump roll her own semen-stained orbs before, without mercy, she smashed her palm into the dumptruck her sister called an ass.

Usually she would have to suffer 30 pussywhips for daring to hit another Cunt without her owners Permission, but they were sisters, and shared bitches, sister-bitches if you will, and there was serious business to discuss.

As hot as when her sister lived up to her looks as a brain-fried fuckcow, she could still be serious.

"No, I'm here to help you deal with that uppity Cunt Fuckmuscle."

In an instant, a frightful edge broke through her hazy eyes, and Cumdump was pulled into a tight embrace, sweat-soaked fuckpillows framing her face even as a slightly sticky hand moved to stroke her hair.

Cumdump barely resisted the urge to fall asleep in those arms as Jizz-Eyes voice gently filled her ears, a lullaby of depravity awashing her mind with visions of fuckdrunk fairies and swinging cocks.

"Oh, my sweet little sister, you are so kind. Don't you worry your little cum-catching mind one bit. I have something…special, planned for that homewecker. Once I-WE, are done with her, she'll never try something this stupid ever again…" Her semen-soaked breath fluttered over her face as Cumdump dared to look up and remove herself from the oh-so dirtied pillows, and felt her legs shake as she saw the joy and madness in her sisters eyes.

If only Cumdump could tell if it was fear or excitement she was shaking with.

The stupid Cunt never saw it coming.

By Lord Dankon how did Cumdump never see what a dumb piece of shit Fuckmuscle was before now?

…Right, the parade of cocks coming by every day to slake their desires with her tender fuckbox and bouncy Asscunt. Still, even without all of those thick, delicious pillars of the community shoving themselves in and out of her it was surely a joke to think Fuckmuscle could be in any way better than her amazing sister!

Tits? Like comparing a luxury bed to a board of wood and probably just as comfortable to lean on.

Ass? So tight and hard that the only way a Man could properly enjoy it was by tearing it open, compared to the bouncing plush that grew larger by the day that Jizz-Eyes was carting around.

The only thing of any kind of value Cumdump could find was her little mouth, and even that was just because she kept spewing bullshit until someone finally had enough and hilted themselves in her Facecunt. Cumdump promised herself to beg the Master to get a dildo gag for Fuckmuscle when he cam back, if only so the rest of them wouldn't need to worry about the dribble leaking out of that particular hole more than they needed it to.

Cumdump glared at the twat that dared to think it could ever be top anything and not just another one of Life's cruel jokes, while her two dainty hands worked themselves up and down the massive shaft she had been worshiping for the last half hour, uncaring of the slop and bubbles that had been steadily covering her face and the non-existent coverings over her tits.

A Proper Cunt was never prettier than when it was slobbering over a cock after all.

Her due diligence was finally given as, with a single massive thrust, Cumdump was dragged to the root of His cock, trying her hardest to avoid overly unsightly gagging as she aimed teary eyes upward to show how thankful she was to be His chosen cum keeper.

Of course, she was ignored in favor of more important issues, but still her throatcunt was at work massaging every drop it could hold before, after what seemed like an eternity between the black and white spots in Cumdump's vision, she was wretched off and thrown to the side, job completed.

"Th-*urp! Thank you~!" Cumdump half burped out from behind her jizz-stained face, the white glory blending in perfectly with her own pale skin and highlighting her place as a fuckdrunk doll.

The Man who was using her, of course, spoke no words to indicate he had heard Cumdump, just the same as when he entered the House. There were no people in the room to hear him if He said anything after all.

Just Cunts.

Cumdump felt a slightly heady giggle breakthrough her mouth at the thought, scooping the remaining cum painting her into her Facecunt so none went to 'waste', and felt her Sin start to heat and drip as she imagined that simple statment finally being properly beaten into Fuckmuscle's.

Even if it took the gentle nudging of two of stupid Cunts to make it stick this time.

Jizz-Eyes hated Fuckmuscle from the bottom of its heart. Well and truly hated the brown-nosing little bint who tried to get in the way of True Love, who thought she was something better than just another set of Holes for Men to jizz in.

Disgusting. Annoying. Repugnant. If Jizz-Eyes had it's way the drain on proper society that called itself Fuckmuscle would be face down in a ditch somewhere, having given its life to minorly support an equally important cause.

Perhaps ensuring a Man does not step in a mudpuddle by shoving her face in it for him to walk over. Mmm, the thought alone made her Cunt drip, but Jizz-Eyes let it go no further.

Master was not there, so obviously she would not cum. It would be pointless. It was not allowed.

So it was **** to put up with sharing a living space with the increasingly more and more confident Cunt, which itself was an oxymoron.

Between the one-off fluke of a victory and the fact most of the Men who visited the house preferred to use actual Women and not musclebound sticks better suited to plowing land than it was getting plowed were somehow leading it to the conclusion it was better than Jizz-Eyes.

Calling it all kinds of demeaning names as if it itself wasn't a fellow Cunt, but Jizz-Eyes didn't mind. Nothing a mere Cunt could do could ever rattle Jizz-Eyes again.

Not now. Not when her Master still needed a kind, loving embrace to welcome him home after a hard day of smashing basic knowledge into silly twats. As well as a convenient place to dispose of his cum and violent impulses so he doesn't hurt anyone who actually matters of course.

Jizz-Eyes WAS still a Cunt after all.

Still, as much as it was morally corrupt for a mere Cunt to ever attempt to man-ipulate a greater Being, there needed to be a clear line set. And oh, how the pieces fell into place.

Jizz-Eyes let a gentle smile settle on her face as she recalled two Men their group had met when they were still such stupid bitches (well, most of them) And how those poor, unfortunate souls were denied a quality fuckhole they had caught fair and square.

Was it truly so bad, that Jizz-Eyes had wanted to right this obvious injustice? She was only speaking the truth after all.

That her great Master was out hunting for better cuts of fuckmeat and had all but forgotten about this particular twat under his thumb?

That it was starting to get ideas about being better than it was, as if it was a Man? Ridiculous, even if it did a fairly good job of trying to look the part.

That if they had any ideas or methods to help Fuckmuscle 'reach her peak' just a bit faster as she cushioned them in soft, nurturing embraces as she whispered depravity after depravity in their ears until they were looking like real Men, wicked glints in their eyes and rock hard cocks pointed clearly forward to spear whatever pussy dared enter its path.

The smile remained on Jizz-eyes face, even as her eyes revealed nothing but loathing and malice.

Yes, by the end of the day, the little uppity Cunt would never delude herself into thinking she could be anything anyone could ever find worth in.

Meanwhile, Life fucking sucked for Fuckmuscle.

It wasn't until she arrived in Seishigakure that she finally realized that it was because she was a Cunt, and everything had finally made sense.

She (It, it reprimanded itself. She is a filthy word because it implies It was a counterpart to He/Him, and not a lesser) struggled all of its life, and for what?

Fucking. Nothing.

Try to be the best Kunoichi of her Year? Be instantly surpassed by its fellow teammates, one of which can't even properly use Chakra.

Try to be like its Idol Tsunade? Find out that even with high Chaka Control she just was awful at healing.

Help its juniors? Have them be way more useful than it could ever dream of being, to the point of where it now feared for the day it was inevitably replaced by somecunt better suited for its role.

Tenten was nothing but a disappointment in every aspect of her life, but that period of life was over. Like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, that piece of shit was dead, and Fuckmuscle was reborn.

It wasn't like Jizz-Eyes or her aptly named sister Cumdump, who seemed to jump into things head-first and built with soft curves practically bred to be bed servants and masturbation aids.

It wasn't like Bimbo Pig, who could read whoever was using it and pretend to be the perfect whore for them to break in and out on the drop of a coin. All so it could quietly go to its sty and cry while fisting its cunt before doing it all again tomorrow.

The only thing Fuckmuscle had was right in the name, so obvious that even Naruto could call her out on it before he became the proper Master.

A tight as fuck Cunt, and muscle. So she was going to put it to use.

It was supposed to be easy. Push that little Hyuga spunksleeve into a corner and make her cry like all those little Academy bitches did to her.

Grip those marshmallow soft fuckpillows so hard Fuckmuscle's handprints became permanent marks on em. Turn them into a perfect place to stuff a cock in any time any place. Show the Master how the only real competition It had was way better off as a little empty headed doll for them all to play with as they wished. It wasn't like they didn't have the younger version minus the bitchiness to try again with if the first didn't work out after all.

So simple. So perfect. Not even a Cunt like Fuckmuscle could screw it up.

Which of course meant it would never actually come true. Just another reminder that Fuckmuscle was still the same shit-luck Cunt as its predecessor.

"Well well, look who it is! The one that got away." The voice sent a shiver of fear straight down Fuckmuscles spine directly to its Cunt.

It was them. The first men to recognize it for its proper potential. As a cock-cozy, a jizzrag, a 3 holed Dumpster.

It remembered repeating the words they called it every night when it stuffed its Asspussy. Now, it seemed her worst (Best) dreams were coming true.

"A-ah-" Fuckmuscle tried to say something, before remembering its manners and shutting the fuck up. Instead, she spread her legs into a bowlegged stance.

No Man wanted to waste time hearing a Cunt blabber unless he was required to. If a Man stops you on the street or had specifically visits you, present your Fuckholes for His use.

"There we go. I just came by to see if you and you sister-bitches were settling into our little community alright, and now I see you've got some manners beaten into the lump of fat you call a brain." The Man snickered, before his eyes trailed upward, taking note of the obvious bruises and scrapes littering Fuckmuscle's form.

"Looks like that's literal too."

Fuckmuscle let a blush settle onto its face even as it felt the same reddening happen to her Cunt.

It wasn't its fault that it's holes were so tight that the Men using her had to grip for dear life to **** it in! Or that she kept getting Men who realized how flooded her Rapegate got when they started punching her stomach or knocking her head into walls.

It was just like that sometimes!

Fuckmuscle felt like its brain was frying as more and more ideas flashed through the several braincells it was firing as the Man merely kept staring at her, watching and enjoying the sight of it self-destructing into a pile of cuntslime drenched fuckmeat before He had even done anything.

"By Lord Dankon you're a fucking mess. You're lucky you're a Cunt, so I know what to do with shaky twats like you. Isn't that great?" The grin on His face was sick, even as Fuckmuscle hesitantly gave her own back.

It wasn't like it could actually refuse a Man who wanted to use it in any way after all.

It learned exactly what happened to those disposable excuses for Cunts once already. Never again.

So it let the Man complete his handseals, before he spread his hands and thrust them onto Fuckmuscles non-existent chest, making it yelp but made no moves to pull away. It wasn't an ungrateful Cunt.

So there the two stood in the kitchen, Him still smugly grinning and Fuckmuscle paralyzed in fear, waiting for the rug to inevitably be pulled from underneath it as its heart hammered in its ears.

Then, He began to pull away, and Fuckmuscle clenched itself to brace for the inevitable pain of her nipples being turned into playthings again, only to feel the air in her lungs drop like a weight as its itty titties failed to stop where it expected them to, and instead continued to stretch and stretch.

Finally, blissfully, they stopped, leaving Fuckmuscle to teeter unsteadily with a pair of knockers only a shade smaller than what Jizz-Eyes flaunted!

It gritted its teeth as its spine sent shots of agony down its back as is swayed back and forth, legs never quite steady enough to support it.

It was only by assuming a bent-forward bow that left the two fuckbags swinging in the air like pendulums that Fuckmuscle was fearfully able to glance back upward at the Man who, if it was possible, was even smugger, idly tracing his hardening cock through his pants as he beheld the results.

"Like em? I got inspired when your Master talked about how close to being ripe you were and, being such a nice guy, thought I'd lend a hand to such a fine project. That right there is a modified Akimichi Jutsu we had whipped up a while ago. Course, you don't have that Bloodline cause your just a Mutt-Cunt, so it doesn't use your calories. Nah, this uses actual nutrients and marrow to grow you out." He spoke in such a clinical tone that would haunt Fuckmuscle for the rest of its shit life.

It felt itself drop to the floor, but didn't care, as tears streamed down its whore face.

The one thing it had, gone in an instant. No strength, not even good enough to move its own fuckpillows.

Useless. Always so. Fucking. Worthless. Why did it even try and pretend it could do something that mattered?

Fuckmus…Fuckhead felt a hand grip its head, lifting it skyward into the face of the grinning man, completely uncaring of the penis working its way between the lips of its Facecunt. Why would it care?

"Now now, don't cry those little bitch tears, I haven't even really done anything yet. Sadly, this isn't a permanent Jutsu yet, otherwise we'd have milk-cows on every corner already. Can you understand that, hmm? You like the sound of that?" The lights were indeed back in Fuckheads eyes, as it began to suck enthusiastically as it all finally made sense again.

Just like the first revelation, where it understood all its problems began and were propagated by its Cunt, this too was simply something it was too fucking stupid to see before now, before a Man made it so simple that even It couldn't ignore it.

Of course it kept failing again and again. It was trying to be Strong, be like a Man.

Something that fucking stupid was so ridiculous to even think about, much less actually attempt, it wasn't even warranted a laugh. Just derision and a swift kick to the Cunt dumb enough to actually consider it.

Fuck, why didn't it realize this sooner!

Fuckhead moved faster and faster, puckering its Facecunt into a proper vacuum to show this wonderful Man exactly how grateful it was to be shown it's proper place and a path forward to stop being such an utter disappointment!

Fuck being strong! The second a Cunt thought she could hold her own against anything stronger than a light breeze was a taunt to the universe to punch its dumb fucking face in! No more!

Fuckhead would prove it could become a real, Proper Cunt instead of some shit-excuse for a Boy! Tits so large she won't breathe without them pressing on her! An ass Men can host a meal on! Limbs so weak that she'll need to whine and beg for pieces of paper to be lifted up for her!

Fuckhead HAD made the perfect plan earlier! Fuckhead just had the wrong target!

Fuck, it was such a stupid excuse for a Cunt, but with this Jutsu Fuckhead would fix life's biggest mistake!

Itself! Yaaaay!

But first it had to apologize to Jizz-Eyes for trying to be anything but a fatty piece of fuckmeat like her. Ooh, she'd be so happy to see it in its proper place, it knew it!

…Right after it finished being of use to the Wonderful Man she would be tottering after for the next considerable future.

(And so ends Fuckmuscle, the Cunt who tried and failed to be a Man, and thus Fuckhead the Weakest Hole was born! Hope you enjoyed this epic saga)