Chapter 13: Chapter 12 - Tsunade 1

Ah…

Tsunade.

Though old enough to be his mother, she was regarded as a beautiful warrior princess to the world. She hid her age. She hid her flaws, too.

Of course under other flaws. The gambling. The drinking.

Underneath the straight back, and confident smile.

The haughty posture. Always knowing just what to say. The glamor of her opulent figure, and the beauty of the fact that despite all this she remained a true warrior of practical means.

Yes.

Under those flashing cerulean eyes lay the flaws of a deeply remorseful woman.

Tsunade was where it all began.

Before he had met Tsunade, Naruto had been full of empty ideals.

Tsunade… Tsunade made him a man.

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Most of the records of Uzumaki Naruto were well documented. After all, the Seventh was a blabbermouth about his past accomplishments.

Though yes, of course there were asteriscs on every scroll. 'Events may not have been as epic as they appear'.

But some things were private.

The return trip from the Seventh's mission to retrieve Senjuu Tsunade was assumed to be uneventful. The Seventh simply had nothing to say on the matter.

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It was customary for them to stop by every onsen possible on the way.

Jiraiya insisted.

On the way back, they also stopped by every gambling establishment.

Tsunade insisted.

It was then when Naruto began to unravel the great mystery of Senjuu Tsunade.

How did she gamble so much, lose all the time, and still keep going?

One, she was rich.

Two, she simply bet miserly amounts of money at a time.

Not having anything better to do, Naruto found himself often sitting in a corner covered in dust and trying to wrestle the Rasengan under control.

It wasn't that easy.

"You'll never get it." A crisp, cool voice chided him. "Silly brat. Jiraiya couldn't tell. But I can sense it. Trying to do it one handed is simply not what your chakra system wants to do. We all have unique quirks."

Naruto found that he was being observed by a woman with a cool composure and ocean blue eyes.

Delicate features, an enormous chest, and above all an air of untouchable superiority… Senjuu Tsunade.

"That's what you said last time." Naruto scoffed, thumbing his new necklace. "I took your bet and won, so don't call me brat anymore."

That always seemed to shut her up.

She would always freeze, and fall into a contemplative silence.

But not this time.

Though her expression softened and she un-crossed her arms from beneath her rack.

"Yes."

Just seeing her pouty pink lips mouth those quiet words sent a shiver down most men's spines.

If she just say the word 'please' with those lips, she wouldn't have to pay her own tabs.

But she was more picky than that.

She was more glacial. If other women were forts that men wanted to conquer. She was Mount Everest. She was the summit onto herself, and no army could interfere in that climb.

It was between you and the mountain.

"You won that bet. And saved my life, but you never seem to mention that." Tsunade mused.

"It's between people on the same team. It goes without saying."

"That's true… isn't it?" She asked while fingering his necklace. "Instead of a brat, I'll call you a young man."

"What's the difference?"

"Oh…" The little word was almost a sensual gasp. A coy smile melted Naruto's heart.

She was being unlike her usual self.

"Do I get to teach you?" She breathed. "Did you get this far, with that endless sea of chakra and that stubborn, gallant attitude, without being gobbled up?"

"What?"

"I'm asking if no randy kunoichi lost their minds and raped your nubile cock."

"W-What's with you?" Naruto asked.

Tsunade licked her lips, and Naruto couldn't help but be drawn to the trace of her tongue.

"Come along." She said, rather than reply. "I'll wash your back."

Not waiting for a reply, Senjuu Tsunade let the necklace slip from her slender fingers and turned to saunter away.

Without a say, Naruto was forced to watch those perfect, swaying hips.

"Well?" She asked while looking over her shoulder.

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Again, Tsunade was rich. She had her own suite at the hotel, which included a sizable furo.

That is, a tiled bathroom with a drain. Where one could rinse and wash the hair before sinking into the hot bath tub.

Naruto was currently sitting on a stool, naked. Tsunade sat on a stool behind, running lotion through her fingers and over his body.

"Tsunade-sama," Shizune in her own bath robe was providing any necessary soaps and oils. "Isn't it… a little…"

Tsunade grinned at her apprentice. "Don't be jelous."

"I-I'm not!"

"Dibs, Shizune."

"O-On?!"

Tsunade slid her slippery digits all over the boy. "Dibs." She accented carefully.

"Tsunade-sama!"

"Hmmmm." Tsunade hummed gently, ignoring the debate at her convenience. "Trapezius, latissimus dorsi, levator scapulae, rhomboids. All very well toned. The body of a real fighter." She explained while sliding fingers over every inch of his back, then snaking around to trace the muscles of his abdomen. She left oily, warm lotion in her wake. Naruto soon felt the softness of her prodigious bosom press into his back, and he blushed. "You've sincerely worked hard."

"I have to." Naruto said seriously. "I want to be the Hokage."

Everyone – seriously everyone – used to laugh at it.

Even Iruka-sensei, though he smiled and agreed, always had that shadow of reservation in his eyes.

Dreaming big is good. Seemed to be unsaid.

Well he wasn't dreaming. He was seriously planning for it.

He seriously believed in it.

But he was still weaker than others, so what could he say?

"Hold the seat warm for me." He said to the woman at his back. "I'll surpass you and leave you with the shortest reign in history."

She didn't laugh, but she rested her chin on his shoulder and smiled.

"Then when you become Hokage." Tsunade said in a whisper with her lips drawing close to the boy's ear. "Put a baby in me."

Naruto blinked rapidly.

"I have a medical condition. Ask me what it is."

"…What?" Naruto asked dumbly.

"I am a woman." Tsunade replied with melancholy. "With no one to love. My man died, and broke my heart. It's very hard for a kunoichi, you know, when their man dies. And then I became strong. I grew into a low fertility rate and a biological frigidity. My body had no one to love. Kunoichi love to rave about cocks, but it's just an outlet. Our kunoichi bodies lust after strength. The more fit the body becomes, the more keen the survival instinct becomes, the more inescapable that urge becomes." Tsunade explained. "You must be the same. You have too much energy. Jounin level chakra in a gennin body. Someone should have been fucking you long ago, drowning in your desire to sow your seed into pliant wombs, but it seems they were against your background."

Naruto swallowed hard.

"But I'll take care of your needs." Tsunade explained. "Learn technique and skill from your teachers. But I'll maintain your body and your lusts. I'll make you strong. And then when you're able to beat me down, you'll push my face into the dirt and fuck my womb full of the highest level sperm. You'll make me gasp," she whispered, her fingers trailing down to his stiff boy cock as her lips trailed soft contact with his cheek on her way to his lips, "as I cry with tears in my eyes. At the ends of my rope, you'll shrug off my blows and steal my Hokage title away along with my heart. My soul. My ever-aching, these twenty years, empty womb."

"That's lewd!" Shizune gasped, dropping the plastic bottles of shampoos and soaps in her hands. She covered her eyes with her fingers as her mentor began to trace the veins of the young man's cock.

Ah, but she peeked through her fingers as well.

Naruto tried not to groan as he was overtaken by amazing sensations.

He was afraid to say anything, well aware that his stupid mouth had a habit of disrupting the mood.

"It's your fate as kunoichi." Tsunade said patiently to her apprentice, as if calmly ignoring her own slutty actions as she began to pump the young man's shaft. "It's not love. Love is different. You can love anyone you want." She explained. "But your body will love the first man to fuck you into submission. And with the gap of strength I sense between you and Naruto, your body must be eager. You might be higher ranked now, but he showed his ability during the battle didn't he? He beat the one that beat you. You'll turn into a hot collared bitch if you don't do something. No more masturbation, Shizune… I found you a splendidly promising stud for breeding."

"Tsu-Tsunade-sama!" Shizune gasped, her knees rubbing together even though she denied it in her mind.

He was… he was young! He was… he had such a good figure for one so young…

Her teacher's lewd words were creating a heat that shot down to her cunny

Oh… he was built to be sturdy like a rock. Like diamond.

A body that could endure. Which wouldn't break no matter how long he ridden. How hard he was – no!

Shizune sank to her knees shakily and tried not to masturbate.

Naruto was finding it hard to fight the urge to make noise – it seemed unmanly in some way – while his shaft was smoothly pumped by Tsunade's gentle touch. It was a sweet torture wrought from her light touch. Insubstantial, teasing.

A part of him hated the implication that he was not able to simply… make her work harder.

To simply force what he wanted out of her.

And he was not shy, nor meek. But he didn't understand very well.

"Is it a deal?" Her cool voice asked him while the woman herself stared down into his upturned face.

Blue eyes, into blue eyes.

"I like Sakura-chan."

"Is that so? And?"

"And I don't really understand…" Naruto said through grit teeth. "…the terms."

He still hasn't cum. Tsunade mused in surprise. That's quite exceptional. Ah, it's his willfulness showing again. It's adorable, until it's arousing. Good. Good.

"I see… and?" Tsunade couldn't help but lick her pouty lips.

She was, for the first time in years, begging to feel a semblance of heat.

Just that much was a relief to her body. She wasn't made to be frigid. She was born to be a hot, cum-filled slut.

She needed a man. She needed a round belly and lactating breasts. She had needed it for so long, but like a stove that could not catch the pilot light she had been left cold and devoid.

And she was still not there. He was still not enough.

But oh, that strength that resonated with her. That strength where it counted, in his heart that made him stand up where her old lover had laid down to die.

An unfair comparison.

But her body was unfair.

And yes, that memory of looking up at his young back. She hadn't looked up at a man's back in twenty years.

He had potential.

He had so much.

She licked her lips.

"And do we have a deal?" She asked. Her cool voice would break soon if he kept her waiting. Her nipples, hard pressed into his back. The wet suds she had intricately coated onto his muscular body let her slide and grind against his back as a means of venting her simmering lust.

Her fingers slid over his shaft – thick for his age, she thought. Good. Good. – and she eagerly awaited his response.

"And I only know one thing." Naruto said. "I won't lose to you. I'll be on top one day."

"You'll pass me for sure, right? You'll have to beat my loyalty into me. You'll have to wrestle down the world's strongest woman, and spank the fire out of me, and ignore whatever I say, then **** my sopping pussy into obedience. You'll give me a baby. It's a deal?"

"Fuck your weak deal." Naruto growled. "I'll even make it a promise."

Tsunade squeezed his shaft tightly and pumped it with vigor while wrapping her other slim arm around his waist in a loving gesture. She leaned down and sank her soft lips into his.

With all of her fire, she gave him a bruisingly deep kiss that made his tongue feel like it was melting.

It was Naruto's first real kiss with a woman.

"Good boy." Tsunade smiled as she pulled away, still not revealing a shortness of breath. She hid it well. A blush only very faintly appeared on her pale cheeks. "Then I'll begin my part of the deal. I'll take the edge off." She explained, licking her lips.

The mature woman sauntered around to the boy's front, knelt down, and Tsunade briefly closed her eyes and breathed the moment in.

So commanding was it, in length and girth, with a beautiful upwards curve and a manly musk. The small drop of precum on it's angry pink tip produced a tantalizing sheen.

To Naruto, Tsunade emanated confidence and maturity. She had the wide hips and the juicy chest of a real woman. He'd never understood the real allure of a ripe and plump woman in prime motherly condition. He could already imagine that the only way to improve her beuty would be to fuck a child into her flat midriff.

He wanted it incredibly.

For Tsunade, she quickly and professionally got to sucking Naruto's cock. The emotional event of finally feeling those teasing pink lips on his shaft was enough to make Naruto cum on the spot. But he held out. He held on.

He felt that it would mean the end, and he never wanted it to end.

Tsunade's pink lipstick smeared up and down his considerable shaft as she bobbed quickly and pumped the uncovered girth with her manicured fingers.

She had experienced lovers before. Oh, she hadn't cum.

Hell, she had put lube on the condom because she couldn't get wet enough, and endured with a frown on her face.

But she had tasted men before.

Even fully grown men rarely exceeded this shaft in dimension.

And never, never, ever in vigor. In heat. In hardness.

His cock throbbed in her mouth. She could taste his lust. She could mark his quickened pulse with her tongue.

He was so hot and hard. He was surpassingly virile. A true stamina freak Uzumaki.

That was what she wanted.

That was what her body needed.

A vigor that would plow through her biological problems. A man that could overpower a fully fledged Sannin Kunoichi such as her. A man that could break her strength, shatter her feminine pride, and ignore her frigidity.

And just fuck her senseless.

One day… this cock.

This magnificent cock, she thought. That was her future.

She squeezed the Gennin's balls gently as he clutched desperately at her head and moaned. When he put his hands on the back of her head to force her throat to stay stuffed full of cock, and came with a groan, she tasted the cum purposefully. She graded it.

Though soon she had to swallow in massive gulps just in order to keep up with the flow.

Wonderful volume.

Delicious taste.

When Naruto fell into a boneless slump, coincidentally collapsing onto the surprised bosom of a whimpering Shizune in the middle of fingering her own slit, Tsunade made preperations to extract herself with some reluctance.

As if to mark her claim on the future father of her child, she pressed tightly with her lips to place a ring of lipstick on his beautiful cock that didn't even go fully soft, and kissed the tip when she withdrew.

"It's as if you were built for sex." She mused with a note of joy, feeling arousal just from sucking him off.

So that was the Uzumaki bloodline, she thought.

"Get strong quickly." She whispered.

"Y-You got it." Naruto wheezed. "I don't like losing."

Tsunade giggled.

The last thing Senjuu Tsunade did was roll the Shodaime's necklace in her fingers fondly once more, watching the light refract off of it's emerald surface. "Mine." She whispered. "This proves that you're mine. You can say so to any mongrel bitches that give you unwanted attention." And then she let the necklace slip from her slender fingers and turned to saunter her glorious, shimmering, naked body away.

Without a say, Naruto was forced to watch those perfect, swaying hips once more.

A ceaseless fire was lit.