KEEP GOIIIINNNNNGGG!!!!

Rokuro didn't hesitate. The bathroom door clicked open easily under his hand – the new, airheaded Hinata hadn't even thought to lock it. She was still staring at her reflection, tracing her lips with a fingertip, her eyes glazed with pink lust. His pants were down in an instant, his rather boring but very hard cock springing free, already slick with pre-cum. Most girls like the one Hinata was about to become would look for one bigger being, mostly size queens but the Jutsu also had enslavement protocols. The sharp scent of her arousal hit him first, thick and musky. Then he saw it: a glistening puddle of her juices had already formed on the tiled floor beneath her, dripping from her swollen, needy pussy. "Turn around," Rokuro commanded, his voice rough with need. "Bend over the sink. Now."

Hinata jumped, startled, but the command cut through her brain fog like a knife. "Like, oh-kay! Master!" she squealed, a wide, vapid grin spreading across her face as she clumsily spun around. Her massive breasts swayed heavily, slapping against her chest as she bent forward, planting her hands on the cool porcelain. Her enormous ass thrust high into the air, wobbling invitingly, the pink, glistening slit of her pussy fully exposed and dripping. Rokuro stepped close, the head of his cock sliding through the slick mess coating her inner thighs, bumping against her swollen outer lips. He aligned himself, rubbing the thick length deliberately against her soaked entrance, feeling her tremble and push back against him. "Oooh! Like, Master!" she whined, her voice trembling with **** need, her hips already making little circles, trying to impale herself. "That feels... like, totally amazing! But... please! Put it in! Like, put your big dick in me already! I need it sooo bad!" Her plea was barely coherent, thick with pure lust.

Rokuro obliged instantly. With a single, powerful thrust, he sheathed himself to the hilt inside her dripping, clenching heat. Hinata's entire body convulsed violently. "NNNGGGHHHH!" The sound that tore from her throat was a raw, animalistic shriek of pure, dumb ecstasy. Her eyes rolled back, showing only white, her mouth hung open in a silent scream. Inside her skull, the last flickering embers of Hinata Hyuga dissolved into pure, pink static fluff. No thoughts, no resistance – just overwhelming, blinding pleasure. He began to move, pistoning in and out of her tight, wet channel with brutal efficiency. Each powerful thrust slammed her hips against the sink, making her massive tits jiggle wildly against the porcelain. And with every inward plunge, Hinata came. Hard. Her pussy clamped down like a vice around his cock, milking it, gushing fresh streams of her juices onto the floor. "Yesss! FUCK! YES! FUCK!" she screamed, her voice cracking, her body thrashing under the relentless **** of orgasms that crashed over her one after another, leaving her gasping and drooling.

Her skin flushed a deep, unnatural crimson with each violent climax, but beneath the flush, a profound change was taking root. With every gushing orgasm that wracked her pliant form, her pale Hyuga complexion deepened, darkening rapidly from a sun-kissed glow to a deep, baked bronze, as if she practically lived in a tanning bed . Simultaneously, the roots of her dark hair began to lighten, the inky strands bleaching out strand by strand, follicle by follicle, transforming into a bright, almost metallic platinum blonde that shimmered under the bathroom lights as it pulled into whorish pigtails. "Oooh! Like, Master!" she slurred, drool dripping from her chin onto the sink, her eyes completely vacant and hot neon pink pools. "Feels... like... sooo good! Totally making me... fuzzy wuzzy all over! And... like... blonde is like, totally hotter, right?" Her voice was pure, breathy stupidity.

The relentless pounding continued, each deep thrust hammering her transformed body against the sink. As another wave of ecstasy tore through her, the changes accelerated. Slutty, exaggerated makeup seemed to bake itself onto her face: thick, black lines rimmed her eyes, giving her a permanently dazed, bedroom look; her lips plumped obscenely, coated in a thick, glossy layer of candy-pink; and high, sharp cheekbones were dusted with shimmering glitter. Crude, provocative tattoos began to bloom across her rapidly tanning skin – a sparkling tramp stamp of a glittering diamond just above her jiggling ass cheeks, a crude 'CUM DUMP' in bubbly script across her lower belly, and a pair of oversized, cartoonish lips wrapped around a thick cock outline on her left breast. Her assets went up another few sizes as well as her eyes turned a hot neon pink. "Like, wow!" she gasped, catching a glimpse of her reflection, her bimbo brain fixating on the shiny new ink. "Sooo pretty! Totally hawt! OH! Master!" Her hips bucked wildly, trying to take him even deeper.

With a final, guttural roar, Rokuro slammed his hips flush against her enormous, wobbling ass, burying himself impossibly deep inside her clenching, gushing cunt. His cock pulsed violently, unleashing thick, hot ropes of cum directly into her womb. Hinata's body locked up, arched impossibly backwards, her bimbo scream cut off into a choked, ecstatic gurgle as the flood of your seed triggered a final, cataclysmic orgasm that seemed to vibrate her very bones. As his cum filled her, the last vestiges of her old self evaporated; the platinum blonde hair with slutty handlebars for pigtails, the deep bronze tan, the slutty makeup and crude tattoos – The jutsu was complete and now permanent down to her mind, body and soul. Not even the Sage of Six Paths himself could reverse what's been done to Hinata.

He didn't pull out. Instead, his hand cracked down hard on her jiggling, ass cheek – a brutal, stinging slap that echoed in the small bathroom that made her squeal in pleasure from it. He had slapped a paper with a very special seal on it. "Ooooh!" Hinata gasped, her voice thick and slurred, her hips still twitching around his still-hard cock buried inside her. "Like, Master! Was that... like... a new tattoo?" Her curiosity was instantly drowned out by another wave of mindless lust as Rokuro began fucking her again, harder, faster, using her cum-slicked hole with brutal ownership, his hips slamming into the fertility seal now branded onto her ass.

Each deep, punishing thrust hammered the seal deeper, the chakra pattern began glowing a fierce, angry red against her darkening bronze skin. The glow intensified with every plunge of his cock, burning brighter as he claimed her womb, filling her over and over with his seed even as his initial load still dripped from her stretched pussy lips. Hinata's eyes were pure pink voids, her mouth slack, drool and cum mixing on her chin. "Yesss! FILL ME UP!" she shrieked, her body convulsing in continuous, overlapping orgasms that had no beginning or end, just a constant state of pure ecstasy. The glow from the seal peaked, then sank into her skin, leaving behind a permanent, intricate tattoo – a stylized, womb symbol – just as another, deeper pulse of his cum flooded her cervix. It was done. She was pregnant.

Rokuro leaned down, his lips brushing the shell of her ear as he pistoned relentlessly into her pregnant cunt. "Feel that, slut?" he growled, his voice thick with triumph. "That's my cum. My baby is growing inside you now. Not that loser Uzumaki. Mine!" Hinata blinked slowly, her brow furrowing in genuine, airheaded confusion beneath the thick makeup.

"Like, who's that, Master?" Hinata giggled, her glossed lips forming a vacant pout as she tried to process the unfamiliar name. "Is he, like, super hot? Like, hotter than you, Master?" Her pea-sized brain instantly discarded the confusing thought, replaced by a surge of needy arousal as his fingers tightened around her wrist. Rokuro didn't answer, simply pulling her dripping, cum-filled body away from the sink and guiding her wobbling, oversized ass towards the bedroom. Her massive, cartoonishly round breasts bounced heavily with each step, the crude cock-sucking tattoo on the left one jiggling obscenely. "Ooh! Are we gonna, like, do more fun stuff, Master? Like, sooo much more?"

He pushed her gently onto the edge of the bed, the mattress groaning under her enhanced weight. "Do you remember your last mission?" he asked, his voice low and commanding, standing over her as her thickly mascaraed eyes blinked up at him, wide and empty. Hinata scrunched her face, the thick makeup creasing, her tongue poking out slightly between her plump lips as she tried really hard to think. A flicker of something – maybe a distorted image of Konoha rooftops, maybe the feel of kunai – sparked for a nanosecond before it was utterly drowned out by the overwhelming memory of a thick cock hitting the back of her throat. She gasped, then dissolved into a fit of airheaded giggles, shaking her head so hard her platinum pigtails whipped around. "Oh, silly Master!" she squealed, slapping her own thigh. "I'm like, totally too dumb to do all that, like, super boring ninja stuff! It's like, why Daddy gave me to you after I, like, got caught sucking Kaka- um... Kocka? Um..." She trailed off, genuinely perplexed, tapping a glittery fingernail against her inflated lips. "Like, what was that guy's name again? The one with the, like, super cool mask and the big book? He had a really yummy cock!" She beamed up at him, utterly proud of this fragmented, slutty recollection. "I've, like, always been too dumb and slutty for anything else! Teehee!"

Hinata rambled on, her voice a high-pitched, breathy whine as she instinctively spread her thick, tanned thighs wide on the bed, presenting her glistening, cum-leaking pussy like an offering. The fresh 'CUM DUMP' tattoo across her lower belly seemed to pulse. "I like, don't even think I made it a whole week at the academy," she sighed dramatically, rolling her heavily made-up eyes. "It was like, sooooo boring! All those, like, dumb hand signs and running and jumping? Ugh!" She shuddered theatrically, her enormous breasts wobbling. "Like, who needs all that when you can just, you know…..when you can just, you know..." She wiggled her hips, her glistening pussy lips visibly pulsing around nothing. "FFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!!!!!" she screamed in ecstasy, her back arching violently off the bed as Rokuro roughly slammed his cock balls-deep into her gaping, cum-slicked cunt without warning. Her massive tits jolted upward like overfilled water balloons, the crude tattoo wobbling obscenely as the sudden, brutal stretch ignited every nerve ending in her dumb, slutty body. "OHMYGODOHMYGOD! LIKE, TOTALLY FILLING ME UP AGAIN, MASTER! SOOO GOOD!" she babbled eventually descending into gibberish, her pink eyes rolling back in pure, mindless bliss as her inner walls instantly clamped down, milking his shaft with ****, greedy spasms.

Before he could even start thrusting, Hinata's thick, tanned thighs snapped shut like a bear trap around his waist with surprising strength. Her glittery fingernails dug into his shoulders as she yanked him down, mashing her inflated, gloss-smeared lips against Rokuro’s in a sloppy, **** kiss that tasted like cheap candy and her own arousal. "Mmmph! Masterrrr!" she moaned wetly against your mouth, her tongue lashing against his with frantic hunger. "Gimme like, ALLLL your yummy cum! Pump me sooo full it like, totally leaks out for days! Breed your dumb bimbo AGAIN!"