Tentacled Hinata

Sakura felt her stomach stretching as the thing inside her grew. The tentacles had taken her again when whatever was in Hinata's mouth had finished breaking her in. They had lifted her senseless body up, and, supporting her on a single column of green slime, invaded her. It felt good to be filled up. Her arms and legs strained at the tentacles that held her still, but she could only spasm as the weird pressure made her orgasm again and again.
She was lost in the sea of pleasure, and could not even wonder where Ino and Hinata had gone.
Shizune knew. She could see Hinata pressing a swearing Ino against a tree. It did not take much imagination to see what was going on, but that some small fraction of the goo had taken up residence inside the girl worried her. Sakura's pregnant condition magnified that concern a dozen times over. What was the thing doing: breeding was the easy guess, or, maybe the girls were just hosts that would be absorbed when their "babies" were full grown. Another thought: the thing was mostly chakra, maybe these overtly sexual acts were just a way to gather energy.
So long as she wasn't using much chakra, and she avoided touching the green strands that blanketed the valley the ooze didn't care if she walked right up to it. If someone was careful, they might even be able to collect a sample of the stuff and flee before it caught and ravished them. She needed something to hold the stuff though.
Shizune remembered Tsunade moaning in a bath full of green water. As the thing had taken the fifth Hokage she had ripped the metal edge of the tub open in an endless stream of orgasms. Shizune reached inside her kimono and began to rub her pussy.
Before she gave way to her fantasy she wondered: where were the men. Dozens of Konoha women ravished, and no men to be seen. If the men had been devoured she could assume the worst. If not, maybe, before this was over she could join in. She leaned backward and closed her eyes. Her fingers just barely brushed her clit and she shuddered. As she masturbated a shadow passed in front of her of her eyes.
Her eyes shot open at the same time as she threw a knife. The blade passed millimeters away from her discoverers face. She squinted then gasped when she realized who it was. Sasuke was standing in front of her.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Why are you here?" She stuttered.
"Taking my revenge."
Three more knives shot from her hands at Sasuke's head. She jumped into the trees behind her, and readied herself to fight. Sasuke smiled and turned away, vanishing almost as quickly as he appeared. For a second she wondered why he left, then she understood. A few thread-like tendrils had caught her ankle. She moved to grab another knife from her sleeve, but found empty space. Below the tree she saw dozens of other tiny threads waving toward the tree. The ooze pulsed up the threads already attached until it covered her ankle. The threads were thickening.
She reached behind her neck and found another blade hidden along her spine. With ample dexterity she slashed through the ooze and jumped backwards severing her connection to the greater mass on the ground. Then with no small skill she leaped back to her rock. The ooze on her ankle was moving. It had not begun to stretch out toward the ground, a heartening fact, but it was flowing like water up her leg.
She tried to control the flow of chakra inside her to lead the ooze downward. It was hard, harder than it should have been. A small bomb slipped down her sleeve. She set it off against the handful of stuff and it spread thinner over her. It reached her knee, then shot along the nerve in her inner thigh down into her. She slapped at herself getting some of it on her hand but heading it off from its goal. She wiped the stuff off on her kimono, and it immediately sank through the fabric to her breasts. The green droplets shot toward her nipple at the same time as the rest continued its charge at her gamic depths. Both her hands were occupied one trying to free her nipple while the other challenged the goo heading at her core.
Shizune clamped her hand over her vagina. Pulling at the stuff on her breast was the same as pulling on her nipple. Fear was rising in her gut alongside another warmer sensation. The two feelings were feeding on each other as the ooze began to probe her ass. It was pressing in between her fingers, over the joints, and then, suddenly, it found a crack and flowed into her. She was clawing at herself trying to escape, rolling on the rock, trying not to scream and give her position away to precisely nobody. The ooze smoothly poured over her clit, then deep inside her. In her depths it seemed to triple in size. It was filling her, and massaging her thighs - she came and fell off the rock in the same moment. Grasping at the ground and heaving she tried to think of something to do, but another orgasm washed over her. Spasming, she fell unconscious.
Ino and Sakura were over her, she barely registered them - even when the green cock-like extrusions between there legs pressed into her. All she felt was her own mind fading slowly under the pressure of uncontrolled ecstasy.

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