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RiaN Chapter 21
🕑 Added 2025-04-23 22:32:39 +0000 UTCJiraiya made his way on his ‘reconnaissance’ mission. It was code for avoiding his family troubles. His own children disliked him because of how often he left, but he needed to leave to gather intel on the people who attacked the village and also ‘research’ for his next book. His book had done well, but not as well as he’d liked. To be honest, he had too many kids, he couldn’t afford them all, that’s why he was always so busy.
At least, that was the lie he told himself while he avoided going home and raising his children. That’s why so many of them disliked him. Some of his sons and daughters call him ‘deadbeat’ instead of dad. Who cares how strong he was, how prestigious his clan name, when he isn’t there to be a father to his children? His wife had stayed with him only because divorce would destroy their contract, it would kill Jiriaya if she did.
That was why she put up with all the ‘reconnaissance’ missions and Jiriaya leaving for months, if not years, at a time. She put up with all the cheating she knew was happening. How many children did Jiriaya really have? It must have been far more than they had together. The Myoboku clan had all but stagnated because Jiriaya only took one wife, and it had been decades since he had any children. The Myoboku clan was in the fate of his children now.
That was why he had made his way to the land of hot water. It was the best area to gather ‘research’. It wasn’t fair; most people were civilians, and there was no way for them to find out whether or not a ninja was spying on them. That was what made it so easy for him to spy on them and gather ‘research’. Scantily clad women, barely covering their modesty, some doing a worse job at it, bathe together as Jiraiya spies on them.
His nose began to bleed at the sight of their exposed breasts, the girls in the hot springs talking about something he could barely hear, but that wasn’t why he was spying on them. Naked bodies bumped against each other as more women arrived in the hot springs, overcrowding it and forcing them to rub against each other.
Some of the girls climbed out, exposing their soaked, wet bodies and perfect round behinds. Jiraiya loved every curve of women, the breasts and behinds. None of them had breasts as big as Tsunade's, but that was almost always the case. He quickly wrote down notes of a potential scene he had in mind before making his way back to a brothel to relieve some of his stress.
It was there that he heard the news. One of his grandchildren would be given the right to make their own clan. It interested him, he might be the child of prophecy. The next time he made it back to Konoha, he’d have to speak with him.
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I couldn’t help but smile at the sight in front of me. Sakura, Hinata, Ino, Ten-Ten, Tsunade, Kushina, Temari, Anko, Kurenai, and Fuu were all naked in front of me. I had waited so long to enjoy them, I was technically a forty-year-old virgin if you counted my other lives. Waiting until I was eighteen was worth it to finally see all the beautiful women of Naruto in front of me.
There were more beauties I didn’t include, but I figured ten was enough to start with. I put my hands together to perform my legendary trump card. “Shadow clone jutsu!” All the girls smiled and clapped or looked on in anticipation of the lovemaking we were about to do. Each got to work right away, picking a woman for themself. I picked Sakura for my main body and got to work right away. Piercing her barrier felt amazing, she cried out in pleasure as blood came out, taking several of their virginities, which only excited me more.
Fucking the ten beauties in tandem was amazing. Seeing their bodies jiggle back and forth while I pounded into them was pure bliss. How did I convince them all to have sex with me? Why could I swap my viewpoint between the clones? Why was Ten-Ten’s hair brown instead of blonde? Who cared, I was too busy enjoying myself to give a shit.
The girls formed a symphony as they loudly moaned, each unique but close to syncronized as they were fucked at about the same pace. The feeling was great but something was off, it was like something was holding me back on cumming, like I needed one more thing to happen to cum. Finally, as if noticing that something was wrong, I erupted, and as I felt the sudden release… I woke up.
Snapping awake almost instantly, I took a sharp intake of breath as I still spasmed from what had just happened in the dream. I still felt myself releasing in my pants, ejaculating a river. I had my first wet dream in this life. My pajama bottoms, blanket, and even the bed were soaked by my sudden release.
I thought about it more and noticed some things were different with the girls in my dreams compared to this reality. They were more closely designed to the aged-up Naruto character from the anime rather than the aged-up girls I knew in this world. Thank god no one was around to notice. At least I thought that until I heard the voice laughing in my head.
“Hahahaha, that’s what you think sex is? There was no build-up, no foreplay. You move back and forth for a few minutes and then cum? If I couldn’t see your dreams, I wouldn’t have known of that huge weak point in your capabilities until it was too late for you.” I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed as I was still a virgin; I didn’t know what sex ‘really’ felt like. I could make an educated guess, but until I had sex, I wouldn’t know for sure.
Ahri moaned into my ear before she spoke up. “Mmmmm, but that’s the beauty of it. We CAN have you practice and get better at it.” I wasn’t sure how, but she explained further. “You’re thirteen but have the body of a sixteen-year-old. We both have some control over your soul space, so all you have to do is come in and age yourself up to where you feel comfortable and then… Well, even someone as slow as you can figure out what a man and a woman can do while they’re alone together.”
Before she existed, I did practice around in my soul space; it seemed like something important, and I was surprised more shinobi didn’t do it. Perhaps it was another clan-related ability, but I could easily enter and exit soul spaces, and the more I was inside, the more I learned I could do. I could alter things inside, make buildings bigger or smaller, create things I could understand, and even change my appearance, but… I never tried making a person.
For one, I felt like it was a bad idea. If it didn’t work, I felt I’d have wasted all the time it took trying to make a person when I knew it was most likely impossible, and if it did work… Then I’d probably spend most of my time in my soul space playing with the sex doll like people I created, it was a dead end, at least I thought so. I popped in and aged myself up to a twenty-four-year-old man, the blue beard I grew made me have a close appearance to my father, except palate swapped.
Ahri was waiting for me as she watched me change in front of her. She wore a thin fabric that drew my attention. She licked her lips and teased me. “Oh, like what you see? Take those pants off, and we can start your lessons.”
