"Phew, I think I really needed that," Sakura sighed as she collapsed onto Naruto's still twitching body. "That was pretty good for a first time, don't you think? But I could use a little more foreplay next time, and your technique needs a bit more improvement… there's more to it than just in and out, ya know? I'll teach you; I've watched a lot of po— I mean, I'm an expert on the female bo— human anatomy."
Naruto replied with a tired wheeze.
He was completely drained, sucked completely dry of his precious yang essence, but as the recipient of said essence, Sakura was comparatively faring far better. After riding him late into the night, she was exhausted, but at the same time, she felt… complete.
It was rather difficult to describe.
"Eww, I'm covered in it," Sakura went on, groaning as she pulled a rope of whitish, stringy mystery fluid from her scalp. "How did this even get in my hair? It's so sticky, it's gonna take ages to wash off…"
Sakura planted a kiss on Naruto's lips, wriggled off his body and flopped onto her stomach, then, with some difficulty, managed to extricate herself from her shoulder boulders and push herself to her feet.
She was doubtlessly too large to fit inside Naruto's bath (not that the water utilities had been restored yet), so she grabbed her clothes and trudged her way between the furniture, squeezed her bulk through the back door, and emerged into the garden. Her breasts hung down to just above her knees, so she was still somewhat mobile… but her arms were still too short to reach the lower curve of her heavy hangers.
"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
With a poof and a puff of white smoke, another Sakura appeared before her.
"To think our first time having sex would be getting railed," the Shadow Clone groaned, her shoulders slumping. "Seriously, that was not romantic at all, it was like two dogs going at it."
"What did you expect?" Sakura retorted. "It's not as if I have the proper equipment down there."
That being said, the Shadow Clone was not wrong.
They were the same person, and Sakura had created her just as she was thinking those thoughts, so it was not surprising that she would voice them. She was disappointed that their first time hadn't been more romantic… if she'd had it their way, they'd have done it at that fancy ryokan, where the lighting and the mood was perfect… and not as a coping mechanism to deal with the trauma of war.
"Hang on, when was the last time you took your birth control? I know you didn't take the pill yesterday; you were too busy feeling sorry for yourself," the Shadow Clone blurted out. "Girl, you need to run to the Nara pharmacy and get yourself some emergency contraception like yesterday, because you took that meat raw."
Sakura began counting down the days she had missed on her fingers, but it was a pointless endeavour. With the kind she was taking to skip periods, just missing one day was dangerous.
"I don't need you to tell me that!" Sakura snapped. "And obviously, I can't go like this! Just hose me down like I summoned you for!"
Thankfully, she had learned the perfect Water Style jutsu for this purpose from Kurotsuchi.
"Water Style: Water Trumpet!"
The Shadow Clone spat out a conical blast of water from her lips, knocking Sakura flat onto her back. Her breasts rippled and jiggled wildly as the pressurised stream of water scrubbed her skin clean of the gooey mess that Naruto had spurted all over her.
"No wonder Naruto's gone catatonic," Sakura muttered to herself. "The pleasure feedback from that many Shadow Clones getting themselves off at once…"
Naruto's Bukkake Jutsu was truly fearsome; he had plugged every one of her holes, and covered every square centimetre of her skin with his special sauce… Kaguya, that human-lover, wouldn't stand a chance against such a technique… not that Sakura would let him do it to her, now that they were unofficially a couple.
"There, you're all pressure washed," the Shadow Clone said. "If there's nothing else—"
"Door's open, I'm letting myself in."
Sakura's keen ears caught Sasuke's voice coming from the front of Naruto's house. Reflexively, Sakura and her Shadow Clone suppressed their chakra and exchanged a terrified glance.
"Ugh, this place reeks, have you been microwaving squid?" Sasuke went on as he pushed open the front door, which Sakura had left ajar. "How'd you manage to turn a brand-new house into a pigsty in just a few days, anyway?"
Still helplessly pinned down on her back under the weight of her chest, Sakura beckoned for her Shadow Clone to bring Karin's sealing brassiere, but they soon ran into a problem when their chests collided… she couldn't get close enough. To make matters worse, it was too late to use the Transformation Jutsu; at this range, Sasuke would sense their chakra, and using ninjutsu would cancel the Chakra Suppression Jutsu.
"What the—"
Evidently, Sasuke had just discovered Naruto lying naked on the floor, trapped in a web of his own emissions. The walls, tables, chairs, and everything else were covered in it too, and somehow there was even some on the ceiling.
"You'll have to tell him sooner or later," the Shadow Clone mouthed. "You can't lead him on like this, the longer you—"
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I want him to find me like this!" Sakura hissed, vaguely gesturing to her nakedness as she lay there on her back. "Hurry up with the bra, already! I'm too heavy up top! I can't get back up without using chakra and I can't dress myself on my own!"
Sakura's Shadow Clone dug in her heels and shoved with all of her might, mashing her own massive breasts against Sakura's, arms outstretched as she attempted to push the bra's cups onto one of her nipples…
POOF!
The pressure proved too much for the poor Shadow Clone, and she exploded into a puff of smoke, dropping the bra onto Sakura's chest. Aided by gravity, the lacy garment began sinking into her flesh, slowly reducing her left boob…
"You perverted freak!" Sasuke gagged. "Ugh, need to open a window…"
Sakura's heart nearly stopped. As soon as her left breast had shrunken enough for her to reach the nipple, she grabbed the bra and pressed its other cup against her right breast, rapidly shrinking it until both masses had reached O-cups. Holding her bra tightly to her chest, Sakura dived under the windowsill as Sasuke opened the window.
"Sasuke…?" Naruto coughed weakly. "Wha— why are you in my house…"
"Looking for Sakura, can't find her anywhere," Sasuke replied haughtily. "She ditched her guards as usual, and Shikaku's looking for her…"
Sakura quickly threw on her ruined dress and shoved her ripped panties into her pocket before vaulting over the fence into the neighbouring abandoned lot. Once she was out of range and certain Sasuke would not notice her, seeing as he was not a natural sensory type, she made herself presentable using the Transformation Jutsu and ran to the Nara-owned pharmacy down the street.
"Ah, Lady Sixth!" the lady at the counter said, beaming at her. "Back already? According to my sheet, you should still have half a month's worth left."
Sakura's heart sank as she looked over the clerk's shoulder.
The morning-after pills were locked away tightly behind a Plexiglas window. A notice had been pasted to the sliding pane, bearing the faded picture of a stern Tsunade wagging a disapproving finger, and the following words:
Always keep in mind the three prohibitions!
(Doctor's prescription and spousal consent required, and parental accompaniment for minors).
Sakura glanced around. Too many witnesses. And she was standing out too much.
"Just painkillers, please…" she said miserably.
Sakura's head bowed in shame. She could fill out the prescription herself, but faking the second and third requirements would probably result in a fiasco that could never be covered up if it was ever found out. The Hidden Leaf might be the largest of the hidden villages, but it was still fairly small in scale as far as cities went, and gossip travelled fast…
I'm sorry, Lady Tsunade, I'm not perfect.