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RiaN Chapter 32
🕑 Added 2025-10-02 17:37:31 +0000 UTCMarriage was a different beast in the world altogether. Most female konoichi had an idea of who they were going to marry ever since they were kids, and when death was an everyday part of life, children tended to grow up faster than normal. The age one could get married in this world was sixteen, but that didn’t mean many unfortunate shinobi ended up pregnant before then.
If given the chance, most of my female classmates would have jumped me before I was ready, just to put their claim on me before anyone else could. It became factions instead of single women; groups formed to claim men because of the gender disparity. I don’t know if it was my fault for choosing this universe, but the percentage heavily skewed to females.
I was really surprised to not see more men turned women if I was being honest. Most men in the manga/show were still men; the only exceptions seemed to be those not important enough, and none of them were attractive enough to draw my attention. That wasn’t the only change to the world; many characters acted very differently from their show counterparts.
Kakashi was in a happy relationship with Rin in this universe; whatever happened with Obito forced her into an early retirement, and it seemed like they knew Obito was Madara, as he was the one who attacked the village. I doubted it was really Madara, but that upfront style was very much like him compared to the sneaking plans Obito came up with.
The one that kept standing out to me, though, was Hinata. She was a social butterfly in this universe; whatever shell she had never existed here. Without the insane pressure of becoming the next clan head, she flourished. Whatever crush she had on Naruto was no longer there, because the hidden cloud didn’t try to steal her, her uncle still lived, and the current clan head of Hyuga had nothing to do with her.
Because she wasn’t shy, she ate with unabashed enjoyment, only being embarrassed slightly if she noticed someone watching her eat. Her bigger diet made the next change readily apparent. Her breasts were gigantic. The biggest in our class, probably the school, and comparable in size to Tsunade. The tiny bit of shyness she had made her incredibly cute and endearing compared to being her entire personality in the other universe.
I think that’s why she stood out to me now. That, and I desperately wanted to stop Boruto from being born. I tried to watch the show a half dozen times and just hate his attitude so much I couldn’t get passed the first few episodes. It’s like watching a show around Konohamaru, a little bratty kid, when we all want to watch a show around Rock Lee… And not the joke show they made about Rock Lee.
Talia would be my second wife, after Kushina, but Hinata was the next girl I would sleep with. We went on a small date; dating wasn’t very common. Most ninja were practical and pragmatic; if they had their eye on a suitable partner, they’d just ask. Very rarely did it end in rejection, and if they were compatible sexually, then they could go forward after that.
We ate at Ichiraku Ramen, where she had the record for eating the most bowls. I had two large bowls, and she limited herself to only eating eight. Society also seemed to be further along the tech tree as we watched a movie before we made our way to my home. Hinata knew what I was doing, and for the first time, she took the lead as she kissed me all the way to my bedroom. She had possibly been thinking of this exact moment for years at this point, and while we were both of age now, it still didn’t mean she couldn’t practice beforehand with some of her friends.
She was a surprisingly good kisser, actively initiating as we began to discard our clothes across the room. I was out of mine fully as I fell on my bed, my dick bouncing as we broke apart, and she stayed standing. She let out a soft gasp as she was now down to just her bra and panties. Pinky lacy things with flower-like frills on them.
She had pure white, perfect skin, her face flushed red as she undid her bra. Each cup was big enough for me to wear as a hat; her breasts were easily as big as my head. She looked embarrassed, her eyes struggling to meet mine as she covered herself with her hand and leaned away from me. All I could see was perfection.
My dick pulsed at the sight of her as her eye was unconsciously drawn toward it, mesmerizing her for a few seconds before I spoke to break her out of her fugue. “Don’t be shy, come to papa.” “Umm… Don’t say things like that.” She crawled onto the bed as I helped her slip herself out of her panties. In this universe, her dad had spoiled her rotten, the same way she was different, was the same for him.
Her body was lust incarnate. Such big breasts, but the tightest little cunny I had ever seen before. It was already soaked, sopping wet to the point I bet her panties were drenched when I took them off. I couldn’t help but stare in admiration at her body; my eyes drank her in as she started to feel embarrassed again. She might have wanted to rush, wanted me to penetrate her still virgin pussy and just get this over with, but I was going to take my time and enjoy it to the fullest.
She was beyond tight; it was hard not to gasp from the tightness I felt around myself. She was one of the very few who managed to keep her purity intact. All the women I planned on being with were virgins, but many wouldn’t have a perfect hymen like hers. Too much contact and fighting broke most kunoichi. Hinata practiced the gentle fist, but it wasn’t her main focus in this universe as she was a medic nin.
As much as it must have hurt her, she only let out a few wimpers. Instinctively clinging to me until she grew accustomed to my size, then letting go until I pushed in again. Slowly but surely, I was claiming her as mine. So tight that once I was fully sheathed in her, she came already, and I was three thrusts away from cumming myself. Pumping into her twice, I pulled out and sprayed all over her perfect breasts, hitting her face by accident with one of my jets of cum.
Every moment we spent together, it was clear that we were made for one another. Her sexy body urged me on more and more until I was fucking her full tilt. My balls slapping against her as I pistoned in and out, my cock happy to find another home different from its first but just as pleasant in a different way. Kushina was good, but she didn’t have this level of tightness. We paired so well together, as her heavy breathing and soft gasps were equivalent to her screaming in my ear how much she wanted this.
No swapping positions or trying anything new right now. I just straight-up rutted into her. Only when I grew close would I pull out and spray on her chest. There was still a chance she’d get pregnant, but doing so was the bare minimum I could do until she was ready to have a child. She whimpered again as she leaned in and bit my earlobe, and with herculean effort, I managed to pull out of her before exploding. If she wanted to bite, I was going to leave hickeys all over her chest as revenge for that sneak attack. My mouth was already latching onto her nipple as I couldn’t wait to see these puppies full of milk in the future.
