Naruto: Futanari System

A/N: Fun Fact: this was around the time the Mei became the Fifth Mizukage, so it's canonically accurate. It also seemed pretty reasonable that she'd do a summit with Konoha to fix relationships (Rin and the 3 tails during 3rd great ninja war). I'm not trying to be canon strict and don't really care for it, so don't judge my story based on Canon, but old habits die hard and I have an obsession with lining everything up timeline wise with Naruto fics. Anyways Enjoy!

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Ryoku gritted his teeth in frustration, fists balling tightly at his sides. "One of these days I'll bite your dick off…" he mumbled defiantly, refusing to look her in the eye, his face turned to the side in quiet rebellion.

Tsunade raised a brow, clearly unimpressed by the empty threat. Crossing her arms under her chest, propping up her massive breasts, she let out a dry chuckle. "Now, now, let's not start behaving like that yellow-haired brat. I'm the Hokage. I'm not sure if you'd like to repeat what you just said."

Her voice had changed. No longer playful, it carried the authority of her title—and Ryoku felt it. His shoulders stiffened immediately. The frustration burning in his chest dimmed, snuffed out like a flame under water. He had forgotten, momentarily, who he was talking to. Despite everything, Tsunade was the Hokage. Provoking her wouldn't end well.

Suppressing what little dignity he had left—a habit that was becoming dangerously familiar—Ryoku exhaled and dropped to his knees. Crawling forward beneath the thick conference table, he positioned himself between Tsunade's legs. Her bulge loomed before him, just centimetres from his face.

'I was already going to do it, but being told to doesn't feel as good… She must realise I'm not her slave right? Just you wait, when I pass the Chunin Exams I won't be having to deal with any of her crap. And on top of that, I'll be able to afford a better apartment!'

He let out a small laugh under his breath, elated at his future prospects. But the thought was quickly interrupted. A strong hand gripped his hair and shoved his face forward, pushing him against the thick mass at her crotch.

"We don't have all day. The Mizukage could be here at any moment. You don't want her to arrive while you're under the table, do you?" Tsunade's voice rang from above, carrying a coercive urgency.

Ryoku shook his head as best he could. "No…" he muttered weakly, his senses overwhelmed by the potent scent of Tsunade's bulge. It was strong, raw, and oddly arousing.

Tsunade released his hair and gave him two light taps on the nape of his neck. "That's better. Be a good boy and you will be treated as such," she said mockingly.

But Ryoku couldn't hear her anymore. His entire world had narrowed to what lay before him.

Pulling back slightly, he turned his head to get a proper look at her bulge. Pouting his lips, he leaned in and kissed it. His lips pressed hard, feeling the thick flesh through the fabric. The pressure of her pelvic bone behind it kept him from going further.

He pulled back only to repeat the motion, over and over again. Each kiss became deeper, more impassioned. The smacking sounds from under the table grew louder—echoing softly against the underside of the wood. Tsunade's imagination ran wild with every audible kiss, her cock growing harder with each press of his lips.

"Don't delay dear, show my cock some love~" Tsunade cooed, her voice heavy with anticipation. A faint blush crept into her cheeks.

Ryoku obeyed, fumbling quickly with the button of her pants. His fingers worked fast, urgency overtaking hesitation. As soon as the button popped, he yanked down her pants, pulling them just far enough to reveal her bulging crotch.

When he reached for her heels to remove them, Tsunade raised her voice sternly. "Leave it at my ankles. How will I explain not having shoes on when the Mizukage arrives?" she scolded.

"R-right," Ryoku murmured. Abandoning the idea, he instead leaned down and kissed her feet, starting from her ankles and working his way back up. When he reached her crotch again, he noticed something unusual.

Tsunade wasn't wearing standard Konoha undergarments. Instead, wrapped around her thick shaft was a pair of black lace panties. He couldn't tell from the front if it was a thong, but the thin straps curled over her hips snugly, pressing into her soft flesh in a way that screamed lingerie.

Tsunade noticed his stare immediately. "Do you like panties? I put them on just for you~" she teased.

Ryoku blinked. His brows furrowed. "Just for me..?" he echoed, voice low with uncertainty. "Then you always intended to have me suck your dick?"

Tsunade chuckled again, then slowly peeled the thong down her thighs. Her sweaty ass made a sticky noise against the seat beneath her. Her pussy juices leaked openly, saturating the air with a musky, but feminine, unmistakable scent.

"You always come early. I'm not psychic if you're wondering, it's just simple deduction skills." She smirked, bunching the thong into a ball and pressing it against his face. "All my juices are on there. I'll let you keep it if you do a good job. See, I'm not so bad, am I?"

Ryoku's eyes widened. "R- really?!" he blurted out. His mask of not being interested crumbled instantly, revealing a darker, more lustful side of him. Tsunade already aware of his hidden side, simply laughed and bounced her thick cock on his face without even touching it.

"If you don't get started now, you'll lose the chance.." she warned.

Dropping the thong to the floor beside him, Tsunade sat back in her chair, expectant.

Ryoku swallowed hard, regaining a bit of composure from the wave of shame. But he didn't stop. Sticking out his tongue, he dragged it slowly along the underside of her shaft, starting from the base and working all the way up to the tip.

The sensation made Tsunade shiver. She tilted her head back, inhaling deeply as her lips parted in a breathy exhale.

Her cock wasn't fully erect yet, and Ryoku knew he had to work harder. He pressed a kiss to her swollen tip, then slipped his tongue into the folds of her foreskin, circling it slowly.

"UHMPF," Tsunade moaned, her legs wrapping around Ryoku's torso. The sharp press of her heels dug into his back, holding him close.

Peeling back the foreskin gently, Ryoku took the head of her cock, into his mouth and began to suck. Aggressively. The smell and taste had him intoxicated. Precum dribbled onto his tongue, which he eagerly lapped up. He poked at the slit of her cock with his tongue, teasing her as he sucked.

"Fuck!" Tsunade groaned, loudly. She clamped a hand over her mouth, praying no one heard. Still, her thoughts drifted. 'It seems this isn't his first time… He's far too good… Either he's been practicing for a while and has experience or he's a natural… I can't tell…'

Her logic was struggling to stay in place. The pleasure was too intense. This continued for a short moment, but then came a knock. The two froze.

Ryoku's heart pounded in his chest, his breaths becoming shallow. Tsunade instantly yanked her pants up—unbuttoned—and shoved her soaked thong into Ryoku's mouth to hide the evidence.

"Come in," she called, voice somewhat composed.

The door creaked open. Standing in the doorway was not the Mizukage, but potentially someone worse. It was Koharu Utatane. The last Ryoku remembered, she had an incredibly good relationship with Danzo and something like this wouldn't go down well if it reached Danzo's ears.

Ryoku sat frozen beneath the table. His mouth filled with Tsunade's soaked panties. His lips and chin were coated with a mixture of saliva and precum. Drops of the mixture glistened on the floor beneath him. At that moment it was as if he was smeared in blood. The evidence was all there. Nothing could be misunderstood. They were caught red-handed.

Koharu's eyes widened, her face pale with confusion and disbelief. "What on earth is going on here???" she demanded, staring directly at the scene—Ryoku, on his knees, exposed and glistening beneath the Hokage's table.

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