He doesn't, Hinata devotes herself to her Master~

Naruto Uzumaki was a lot of things. He was a Shinobi of Konoha. A prankster. A (okay! He admits it, dammit!) pervert. He was a friend to many, a student to a few, and a lover and Master to two beautiful women. He had a temper that frightened him and a cunning spitefulness he was trying to direct in constructive ways. He hoped he was a Hero, or would be one day. Once he was worthy of the village's trust and acceptance.

But one thing he wasn't, was a man who hesitated.

"Anko, I wish we were back at my apartment." He said, voice straining as Hinata grinded on his steel-hard dick. "Make sure no one notices."

"Hm-hm! Of course Master!"

There was the snap of a pair of elegant fingers— and then the world twisted around the three of them in a direction that wasn't up or down, left or right, forward or back. Instead it was something else entirely. The closest thing Naruto could think was Out and then back In.

It was nothing like the shunshin— the body-flicker technique ninjas used to dash at high speeds— this was true teleportation, or the next best thing, not like Naruto was any kind of expert. Even Jiraiya grumbled and scratched his chin when it came to Space-Time manipulation beyond Storage scrolls. He'd have to ask how Anko did it at some point.

But there were more pressing things to consider at the moment.

Naruto's feet touched the scuffed floorboards of his apartment and immediately skidded until he stuck himself in place with chakra. The instant Hinata knew they were alone, her already furious grinding on him grew wild and she began shrugging off her kimono shirt. He followed suit, their kiss unbroken as he simply tore his T-shirt in half rather than separate.

Anko drifted to the corner, switching to her tail and lounging in midair, idly playing with her nipples as she watched them undress like they were on fire.

Hinata's breasts bounced free, heavy and rounder than Anko's with smaller areola and longer, pinker nipples that dragged along the lines of Naruto's torso as he backed up to the bed. Any other time he could spend hours marveling over those pillowy orbs with his hands and mouth, but he was thoroughly distracted by the equally soft and round ass in his hands. He didn't even see how Hinata had pulled her bottoms off.

They collapsed into the mattress, the springs shrieking slightly as they bounced. Hinata gasped and pulled away, straddling Naruto's hips, his boxers the only clothing remaining on them. "Wait! I want to do something first." She took a moment to catch her breath and steel her resolve, expecting it to be difficult, but finding her next words easier than breathing. "I want to have the same mental change as Anko does. I want to be your loving **** in mind, body, and soul, bound to you by magic. Forever."

Naruto's mouth was suddenly dry and his heart was racing. "Are you sure?"

"More than anything."

"I don't know if I'll ever have the will to undo this." His hands tightened their hold on the softness of her hips. "I'd never let you go once I had you."

"I would never want you to."

She angled her hips back and leaned forward with her hands on his shoulders. Not grinding this time, just holding the molten, quivering mess that was her pussy against his skin. "I want this, I want to be yours. I love you so much already, even more than I had hoped. You make me a better, happier person just by virtue of your presence. Master, I already belong to you in every way that matters, this would make it official. I want to spend my life serving you, loving you with everything I am." She did grind herself on him then, moaning her next words, smile small and disconcertingly demure. "Believe it."

With a gasp that was more of a growl, Naruto dragged her the rest of the way down into a short, hungry kiss before flipping over to pin her to the bed with his full weight, panting even though it took almost no physical effort to do. He had finally accepted that Hinata truly wanted him, and with that acceptance, a part of him that was still a lonely, bitter child was soothed until an ache he'd hardly been aware of eased. He tore away the last barrier between them, letting his shaft slap against Hinata's belly. He shifted back, trailing precum from her navel to her mound, stopping just before he slipped between her folds.

They froze in a moment of anticipation, pale white eyes staring into brilliant blue. Without turning away, Naruto commanded his genie.

"Anko, I wish Hinata could have the same amount of submissive devotion and pleasure for obeying me as she would as a genie, or as close as is possible." Naruto said. A wicked thought occured to him. "However..." He watched the expression on Hinata's face light up as he spoke. "I don't want it to be instant. It should build and build with every thrust until we both cum. Only then will the change be finished and she'll be my ****."

The girl nodded rapidly, smile almost crazed. Speechless but so turned on he could see it in her eyes and in the blazing pink aura of Lust around her.

"Aaaaaa~" Anko made a girlish squeal from deep in her throat as she wiggled, hugging herself. "That was beautiful and so sweet I thought I was gonna cry! Granted!"

Hinata shivered as invisible magic seeped into her. She didn't feel anything yet, but knowing what was coming the moment she came on her Master's pulsing cock just made her want it even more.

As his swollen tip spread her open, it sank through the first inches easily, naturally. They moaned together, fully in sync like they'd practiced for years. However, once fully half of Naruto's shaft entered her, air hissed between Hinata's lips as she felt her pelvic muscles stretch and spasm.

It hurt. Unexpectedly so. But in a satisfying way, like loosening up after a long time of being unable to move while injured. Hinata had much experience pleasuring herself, though of course, she'd never reached that far. Naruto was the first to go this deep.

"Hinata?"

She whined as he stopped, face filled with concern that just made her feel warmer. "No, keep going!"

"But, if I'm hurting you, Anko can—"

Her vagina fluttered around him, squeezing in an attempt to hold him in place, but she was too uncoordinated and too wet for that to work so she hooked her legs around his hips, moaning as that drove him in another half-inch. "It's not hurting me...not really. I just haven't had anything other than fingers before, I've never gone this deep."

"I'll go slow..."

"Mmmph, fine."

Naruto pulled back, clenching his jaw as the silken heat that was Hinata clung to him, even with how wet she was. He paused with the head of his cock the only part inside her.

"Do it." She demanded, chest heaving. "Please, Master!"

He drove in, reaching the point of resistance, but Hinata pulled him in with her limbs and her pussy, until his pubic bone pressed into her mound and the very tip of his length kissed the deepest part of her.

"Hhhaa~" She came a little, both from the beautiful cock that had finally filled her, stretching her to fit, changing her, making her better by spreading her open.

Then the magic joined in.

It was subtle. Lights were brighter, colors became more vivid— or at least seemed to when she looked at Naruto. Her Master's scent and warmth drew the last bits of her attention, those that weren't already busy with his cock in her pussy and his hands on her skin.

"I can feel it happening..." Hinata breathed, gasping as Naruto pulled back, keening as he sank back in and everything became just a tiny bit better. "It's beautiful..."

"You're beautiful, Hinata." He panted. "I was blind before." He drove in so hard their hips clapped, but Hinata's joyous cries were still louder. "I can see you now."

"K-kiss me! I want you to kiss me when you make me yours!"

His lips descended on hers, the thrusts of his hips shortening, but growing faster to compensate. At some point, his hands had returned to her breasts, kneading and pulling as if there was already milk to draw out.

The world seemed to recede. Nothing mattering to either of them except each other. Thrusting and joining together until they moved as one being, breaths and heartbeats, every movement in perfect rhythm. Building to perfection.

When Naruto shot his seed inside her, Hinata spasmed, her every muscle tensing in blissful agony. She'd read the phrase, 'her soul left her body' in the occasional book she snuck a peek at— but she had assumed it was metaphorical.

For a instant that could have lasted forever, Hinata floated in a cloud of golden light, threads of more gold sinking in. Weaving into her ghostly form. Joining and binding her soul to another.

She fell back into her body—

"Aaahhhnnha!!!"

— and felt like she left it again immediately after. Muscles seizing and eyes rolling to the back of her head.

When she next was aware, her Master was kissing the side of her neck, his full weight settled upon her as his cock began to soften. She felt warm. Full. Satisfied. Owned.

"Hehe—Hahaha!" Hinata laughed in joy, her fingers tangled with golden hair and marveled at the softness and the shine it gave off in the light. She felt light but also solid and stable. Anchored. "Master. You're my Master! I'm yours! Only yours! I'm free and I'm yours!"

"Mine." Naruto sighed into her ear. He rolled to the side to lay flat on the bed, pulling her atop him. "You're mine Hinata. Always. I'll never let go of you. Believe it."

For a long moment, they basked in each other as their hearts calmed down and breathing eased. Still synchronized.

"That was amazing!" Anko cheered from a foot away, causing Hinata to help and roll to the side, and Naruto to facepalm. "So sweet~ The way you two were staring into each other's eyes like they held the Sage's secrets. Ah! And the wish!" She clapped her hands together, wiggling in place as the glee overwhelmed her usual sultry poise. "It's almost like you're married now!"

To her surprise, Hinata didn't blush, faint, or even squeak in shock. She simply smiled wide, eyes glassy and distant. "We kinda are married..."

Naruto looked between the two, taking in their matching smiles, and decided to accept it for now. They were kinda right— and he could panic later.

He cleared his throat. "So, Hinata." He trailed a hand down her side to squeeze her hip. "Since we're practically married, this is your party, how do you want to celebrate?"

Naruto's new ****-wife puffed up in pride. "I want Anko to teach me how best to please you Master." She answered, an impish grin on her lips. "I have a lot to learn, so we should get started now."

"Agreed! I love teaching virgins~" Anko leered with her snakelike tongue flicking out in a suggestive spiral. "Ain't that right Master?"

"Correct. Do your best!" Naruto nodded eagerly, a confusing mix of fear and arousal in his belly as his two sex slaves licked their lips and descended upon his renewed erection.

"Now, my darling student, the first thing you must know about sucking a man's cock— is how to keep your teeth away from the delicate skin...unless they like it, of course, but that's for later~"

Naruto's hands tore through his sheets the first time Hinata swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. Then he shredded his mattress and bent the bedsprings as Hinata swallowed him to the base, her breasts spilling onto his thighs like silken pillows.

Then she sucked like she wanted to pull his soul out through his dick, and felt like she would succeed.

Jiraiya-sensei... I hope you'll be proud of me...

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Across the village, a man with a mane of wild white hair sneezed, waking from his nap, and alerting the entire room he was in.

"Jiraiya?" A blonde woman crossed her arms beneath her bust. "If you fell asleep in an intelligence meeting again, I'm contacting your publisher." Her finger tapped a slender forearm that could (and had!) shatter hills to dust and rubble. "I'm sure they'll be understanding if you need to take a hiatus..."

"No need for that! I was meditating on the movements of the Akatsuki...one was sighted crossing the border to Wind Country, flying on a white bird. Whether it was a summon or construct is unknown..."

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"You did it!" Anko purred into Hinata's ear while Naruto groaned in release. "Suck and lick the head like a lollipop as he cums... perfect. You're a natural little sister~"

"Hmm?" Hinata was shocked and elated to discover the liquid tasted like cinnamon rolls. Not just cinnamon flavored icing, cinnamon rolls. She eagerly sucked for even more, drinking every drop she could, until the source ran dry.

"Good huh?" Anko commented, idly rubbing the younger woman's back. "He tasted just fine before, but our Master had to be a sweetheart and wish he'd cum in our favorite flavors." She cackled. "My new favorite dango guy is also my Master!"

"Ahhh~" Hinata sighed in bliss after she wrung the last bit of gooey goodness out. "It's amazing, I almost don't want to eat actual cinnamon rolls anymore..." An uncharacteristically evil smile appeared on her lips. "I have to see what it's like as a frosting replacement!"

"Oooh~ Now that's an idea!" Thoughts of dango made with her Master's cum filled her mind. "We could try it with so many different things!"

Naruto sat up with a gasp, scrambling to hide his cock and balls from their sight. He huddled against the headboard, arms and legs crossed over his crotch.

"Quit talking like you're gonna eat me!" He demanded, shaking his fist. "I'm not a condiment dispenser!"

""Aww..."" Anko crossed her arms and Hinata puffed her cheeks in a pout.

His resolve wavered at their sad faces— Hinata especially was a master at the Watery Eyes Technique. "But for special occasions, I'll consider it!" Cheers filled the bedroom, and Naruto smiled. He saw the orange light of sunset out the window. "Before we continue the lessons, why don't we get dinner started?"

With a single hand sign, three more (naked) Naruto's filled the room, causing Hinata to drool.

The clones saluted, eyes resolutely directed forwards and slightly up, away from the naked and sticky forms of the curious sex slaves. "Orders boss?" One asked.

The original barked out orders. "You! Chop the vegetables! You prepare the broth! You slice and marinate the meat." He pointed to Anko, smirking as she perked up. "Clean and set the table, then assist my clones however they wish."

The four of them saluted. "Yes boss!"

Hinata watched the line of Naru-butts leave the room, followed by an Anko-butt, then turned to her Master hopefully. "What are my duties Master?" She glanced down at his shaft.

He cupped her cheek and kissed her sweetly, ignoring the slight taste of ramen on her lips— and the sounds coming from his kitchen that did not sound like just cooking. "Your duties are to be happy. Is there anything I can do, anything we can wish for?"

Hinata smiled yet again, feeling like it would become her permanent expression at this point. "You can keep being yourself. Be the man that inspired me to be better, and chose to use his newfound power to make a silly girl with a crush happy." A giggle burst out of her. "That'll fulfill my duties easily!"

They lay on the bed, holding each other for a few minutes, listening to the others breathing and heart beat, even sensing the flow of chakra in each other. (Not listening to the cheerful cries and grunts coming from the kitchen.)

Hinata sighed into her Master's neck. Then looked up at him. "There is one thing."

"Anything you want."

"My family. If we do nothing, they'll absolutely try to interfere. Separate us. I doubt Lady Tsunade will even consider it for a second— but there are other things my father and the clan elders can do." Hinata took a breath, feeling Naruto's fingers drawing lines across her back. There was really no going back from this. Not that she would want one. "I wish that my family, the whole village even, would accept my new position. They'll never see me as anything other than yours."

"Of course." Naruto sat up and held Hinata in his lap. "Anko, I wish that Hinata's family and the entire village will accept that Hinata is my ****-wife."

"As you wish, Master!" The genie declared happily— more happily than usual— before the clone by her head pulled her back down to his stiff shaft.

Hinata shivered on her new Master's lap. Nothing about her changed, she barely saw the shimmer as the magic swept passed her, washing through the minds of everyone in the village. Tens of thousands of people would first think Naruto Uzumaki's ****-wife when they saw Hinata. And nothing else until they knew her.

She was free. Free to be happy. Free to live.

"Hinata?" A hand cupped her cheek and the thumb brushed something wet from her eye. "Are you okay? Should I wish for something different?"

"I'm wonderful! Of course not." She kissed him hard and beamed when she pulled away, happy tears streaming down her cheeks. "It was perfect. I'm yours." Only yours.

"Mine."