[* 3rd Person POV *]
The three living creatures showed no sign of stopping. They continued their relentless, exploratory frenzy deep inside both of the fake's holes, promising that the fountain of clear fluid and the helpless, heavy bouncing of those enormous breasts would continue for as long as their mistress desired.
Every coordinated pulse sent another violent shudder through the stolen body. Another thick jet of clear fluid sprayed across the already-soaked debris. Another broken, drooling moan spilled from the open mouth locked in its ahegao.
Tsunade loved the show.
She remained kneeling amid the rubble for a long, unhurried moment, chin resting lightly on one hand, golden eyes tracking every detail with cold, growing fascination. She watched the violent upward bounce of the fake's massive tits as each new orgasm hit, the soft flesh rising and then slapping back down against her chest with heavy, meaty impacts.
She watched every fresh arc of clear fluid erupt from around the two slugs still working inside the front hole. She watched the shameless, continuous twitch of that locked ahegao eyes rolled white, tongue out, drool pouring in shiny strands. The thin smile on her lips had grown wider, colder, and far more interested.
The stolen body was completely gone now reduced to a drooling, continuously squirting, mindlessly orgasming mess by nothing more than three small chakra-slugs and the aphrodisiac saturating every nerve. It was the most entertaining thing the real Hokage had seen in years.
She decided she wanted to join the fun herself.
One of the remaining smaller slugs still crawling slowly across the wet floor received a silent, precise command through her chakra. It turned at once and began to climb the real Hokage's leg with deliberate, almost reverent purpose. The cool, translucent body left a faint luminous trail of glowing mucus up the smooth skin of her calf, over the curve of her knee, and along the inner thigh.
Tsunade did not flinch or look away from the convulsing fake. She simply watched the creature's progress with the same calm, analytical interest she had shown while the others destroyed the body that wore her face. The slug reached the junction of her thighs, pulsed once against the fabric of her pants as if tasting the heat there, and then under a sharp, controlled flare of her chakra began to change.
It swelled.
The soft body expanded rapidly, drinking in the chakra she fed it. It thickened and lengthened in smooth, continuous surges. Within seconds the small creature had completely reshaped itself into a massive, living strap-on that jutted heavily and obscenely from Tsunade's crotch.
The shaft was as thick as her own wrist, longer than any ordinary phallus she had ever seen, and still clearly formed of the same translucent, faintly glowing slug-flesh. Soft, irregular ridges and pulsing nodes ran along its entire length like living veins. The head was broad, flared, and already dripping thick, stretching strands of luminous mucus that swayed and snapped with every small movement of her hips.
The whole construct possessed a heavy, living weight; it jiggled and swayed whenever Tsunade so much as shifted her stance, the surface glistening wetly under the dim light that filtered through the ruined roof.
It looked terrifying.
It looked delicious.
It looked like something designed to ruin the soft, greedy body still thrashing on the floor.
Tsunade rose to her feet in one smooth, unhurried motion. The enormous living strap-on bounced and swung heavily with the movement, leaving a fresh, shining trail of glowing slime across her thigh and the front of her pants. She began to walk forward slowly, each step deliberate and measured, the heavy shaft jiggling and bobbing in front of her like a living, dripping threat. The wet, soft sound of its flesh shifting and the faint drip of mucus onto the debris accompanied every footfall.
Her golden eyes stayed locked on the still-convulsing form of the fake, the thin smile never leaving her lips. She took her time, letting the stolen body continue to spray and bounce and drool under the assault of the three smaller slugs, savoring the view as she approached.
Robin was still completely lost in the continuous, overlapping assault of the creatures inside her. Another powerful orgasm was ripping through her body without mercy; her back was arched high off the floor, her enormous breasts bouncing in heavy, beautiful, uncontrolled arcs that made the soft flesh ripple and slap together, clear fluid spraying in thick, rhythmic jets across the floor, drool pouring freely from her open mouth as the ahegao held firm and shameless.
She did not notice the approaching figure at all until the broad, mucus-dripping head of the transformed slug suddenly filled her entire field of vision, blotting out everything else.
The huge, living strap-on stopped right at her nose.
Warm, slick, faintly glowing flesh brushed against her skin. The thick, musky scent of concentrated chakra-slime and raw arousal flooded her nostrils. Robin's rolled eyes struggled and failed to focus for several long seconds.
When they finally managed to lock onto the massive, jiggling, dripping shaft hovering only centimeters from her face, pure shock cut through the thick orgasm-fog for a single, lucid heartbeat. The size of it, the living pulse of it, the way it swayed heavily under its own weight she knew exactly what was about to happen next.
Tsunade looked down at her with cold, anticipatory amusement, the enormous living cock swaying heavily between them, a thick strand of luminous mucus stretching from the flared head and dripping onto the fake's drooling chin.
"Open wide."
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