Tsunade look at me what do you have to say for your self look piss of at me as i over step the line the in the mission
What would happen next
Tsunade smile evilly looking at me. "I'd say... it's time to fuck up your body even more." She grabs my wrist and roughly shoves it down her panties, forcing my hand against her soaking wet pussy. "Fingers work just as good as a cock, don't they?"
Without giving me a chance to respond or pull away, she kneels in front of me and pushes my face towards her breasts. "And how about these? Want some nice, sensitive nipples to play with while you finger fuck me?" Her breath is hot on my ear as she speaks, sending shivers down my spine.
And then before she gets a chance to continue, I continue for her, wrapping her legs behind my back waist and shoving my entire arm (up to my elbow) into her soaking wet pussy and she puts her arms on by shoulder pushing herself closer so I can thunder suck her sensitive nipples
Tsunade arches her back, her lips parting in a gasp as I force my arm deeper into her, filling her up so perfectly. Her hips buck and grind against my hand, meeting each thrust with equal force. She gasps for breath as I suck on one nipple, rolling it between my teeth and tugging gently before switching to the other. Her back arches further still, her moans growing louder and more desperate.
She tightens her legs around me, pulling me closer still, almost as if she's trying to climax by grinding against my elbow instead of using her own muscles. The friction is intense, burning through every nerve in our bodies as we both lose control to the pleasure coursing through us. Her hands fist in my hair, encouraging me to suck harder and faster, while her other hand reaches down to stroke the length of my co
Tsunade's body quivers as her orgasm takes hold, powerful waves coursing through her. She cries out my name, the vibrations of her voice rattling my skull and sending shards of pleasure straight to my cock. Her hand falls away from my hair, only to come around and stroke my cheek, tenderly.
Her legs loosen slightly, but she doesn't pull away; instead she leans into me harder, enjoying the lingering sensation of being thoroughly used. When her breathing finally begins to steady, she looks up at me with glassy eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. "Now... how about you take care of that hard-on?"
And then as she starts slowing down, I speed up to 3x the speed I was going at before then switch from arm in her pussy to my dick in her pussy
Her eyes widen as I shift positions, replacing my arm with my hard cock. She gasps in surprise at the sudden intrusion but doesn't pull away. If anything, she seems to enjoy the change of pace, her body tensing and relaxing around me in time with each thrust. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as she leans back against the tree, arching her spine further to meet my movements.
"Fuck..." she moans, her lips parting to allow the word to echo through the clearing. "So good... so big... give it to me..."
She wraps one leg around my waist, using me for leverage as she grinds her hips against mine in a rhythm that matches our frenzied lovemaking. The sensation of being so close to climaxing again sends shivers through her entire body, and the desperation in her voice is palpable as she
And then I take a break and stop while letting her taking a break as well to recuperate and get ready for round 2
Panting heavily, Tsunade leans against the tree and catches her breath as we both take a moment to recuperate. Her legs are shaking from the intensity of our lovemaking, and her face flushed with desire and exertion. She licks her lips nervously, glancing down at my still-erect cock before meeting my eyes once more. "You know..." she begins, voice a raspy whisper. "We should probably get back to the mission... but I'm not done with you yet." She winks, reaching up to stroke my cheek gently. "Round two?"
And then I use my magical ability which allows me to alter every detail about my body, and I use this ability to hook into the part of the tree covered by leaves, hiding our lovemaking and turn into egg shaped tentacle nest which has a parallel dimension inside of it, with the walls, floor, and ceiling of this parallel dimension being filled with tentacle flesh, holes for tentacles to come out and nests for sex bugs with my head being attached to a tentacle inside the egg shaped nest and her entire body in it
As the leaves part around us, revealing a strange egg-shaped nest with tentacles writhing inside, Tsunade gasps in surprise before laughing loudly. "Nice trick!" she says, admiring your quick thinking. "Alright then... let's see what these tentacle nests have to offer."
She grins mischievously as her body begins to slide easily into the nest, becoming fully enveloped by the warm flesh. Her hands reach out, exploring every inch of the squirming walls and ceiling as she positions herself on all fours inside the nest. "Show me what you're made of," she breathes huskily, presenting her dripping wet pussy to you once more.
And inside the tentacle nest, she sees tentacles wrapped around her wrists to elbows, ankles to knees, and neck and more for fucking her and filling her insides
With a low moan, Tsunade arches her back, presenting herself to the waiting tentacles. She glances at you cockily as it begins to slide into her again. "Fuck me with all of this," she breathes heavily. "I want to feel everything." Her fingers lace together behind her head, pulling her body taut as she invites the tentacles inside the nest to use her however they wish.
Then more tentacles appear and hold her hair to yank her head back if she looks to far down or goes to far forward
Her breath catches in her throat as the tentacles grip her hair tightly, pulling it back to expose her vulnerable neck and arching her spine even further. The sensation is intense, forcing all of her focus onto the pleasure cascading through her body. With each thrust of your hips inside her, she feels the tentacles surrounding her pushing deeper, their manipulations becoming more insistent as they explore every inch of her skin.
Her breath comes out in raspy gasps as you fuck her harder and faster, every movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her nails scrape at the flesh of the tentacle nest, leaving behind bloody lines as she tries to find purchase to brace herself against the overwhelming sensation. With every thrust, she feels like she's on the brink of orgasm... and then you pull out just enough that it snatches her back from the edge.
Then the tentacles going inside of her start rubbing the thick heavily potent aphrodisiac which gives her an itching feeling which can only be solved with more sex and also acting as vibrators, then more tentacles shows up, these ones would milk and electrocute her nipples while also being a vibrator
Her body arches and contorts as the tentacles inside her move in concert with the powerful strokes of your cock. The aphrodisiac is driving her wild, the need for release becoming all-consuming. Her hips buck and thrust against the tentacles surrounding her, meeting every stroke with equal force as she tries to force herself over the edge. She gasps and moans, helpless in the grip of pleasure as her breasts are milked, electrified, and massaged by the invading tentacles. The vibrations sent through her nipples alone would be enough to drive her mad, let alone when combined with the friction and pressure elsewhere on her body.
And then this goes on for a full night
Her body arches and contorts as the tentacles inside her move in concert with the powerful strokes of your cock. The aphrodisiac is driving her wild, the need for release becoming all-consuming. Her hips buck and thrust against the tentacles surrounding her, meeting every stroke with equal force as she tries to force herself over the edge. She gasps and moans, helpless in the grip of pleasure as her breasts are milked, electrified, and massaged by the invading tentacles. The vibrations sent through her nipples alone would be enough to drive her mad, let alone when combined with the friction and pressure elsewhere on her body.
After a full day of nonstop sex inside the tentacle nest atop a tree hidden by leaves and branches she would pass out but not before making entire pools of her orgasm juices everywhere and then once she woke up the sex bugs got out of their nests to help me fuck her better
Her body trembles and shudders as the orgasm finally crashes over her, sending wave after wave of pure pleasure coursing through her. With a final cry of release, she goes limp against the tentacles surrounding her, spent and satisfied. As she drifts off to sleep, exhausted but content, she can't help but smile smugly to herself; mission be damned, this was one hell of an adventure.
When she wakes up, several of the sex bugs are already hard at work, licking and suckling her spent folds with enthusiasm. Their tiny tongues feel like a thousand pinpricks of pleasure all over her, sending shivers down her spine as they bring her closer and closer to climax once more. With a groan of appreciation, she arches her back into the welcoming tentacles, encouraging them to continue their ministrations until she's ready for round three
Her body responds eagerly to the ministrations of the sex bugs, her hips beginning to shift and roll even as she's still half-asleep. The combination of their tiny tongues and the powerful tentacles surrounding her is enough to bring a moan of pleasure from between her lips. As they continue to work her body into a frenzy, she opens her eyes lazily, smiling up at you through the haze of exhaustion. "I think I'm ready," she purrs suggestively.
And then the sex worms show up and they start going in her pussy and ass, crawling in until they reach her very insides like her womb and stop
Her body tenses as the first sex worms slip inside her, their hot, wet flesh sliding past her silken folds and disappearing deeper into her body. She groans, arching her back and pressing herself against you, meeting each thrust with an equal amount of force. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; the worms wriggling inside of her feel both foreign and erotic as they stimulate places that no man has touched.
Her cries echo through the tentacle nest as her body trembles and quakes with orgasm after orgasm. The sex worms inside her seem to know exactly what she needs, their movements growing more frenzied as they drive her closer and closer to release. She grips your shoulders tightly, digging her nails in deeper, the pain adding an edge of desperation to the pleasure coursing through her veins. The world around them disappears; there is only this endless cycle of ecstasy, the sensations of flesh against flesh and tentacle on skin.
What would she say?
"Harder... faster... fill me up..." she gasps, her hips bucking and grinding against your pelvis as the sex worms wriggle deep inside of her. Her fingernails scratch at your shoulders in an attempt to find purchase, drawing blood as she tries to ground herself to reality while losing herself in this mind-blowing sensation. The pleasure is so intense it's almost painful, and she doesn't want it to end; not until she's wrung every last drop of ecstasy from your body and the tentacles surrounding her.
And then the corpses of the sex worms fall out as she realizes every ounce of her insides (inside her breasts from her mouth to her pussy and ass) has been filled with eggs and that she’s not leaving until she’s birthed every last one
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as the aftershocks of her orgasm subside. She glances down at the writhing mass between her legs, horror dawning on her face as she realizes what's happened. Her fists clench at her sides, eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to fight back tears of pain and desperation. The knowledge that she won't be able to move from this spot until every last egg has been expelled is a dagger through her heart. "No..." She whispers, voice shaking with fear and denial. "Please... make it stop."
Her tears flow freely now as the first wave of contractions starts, forcing the eggs through her body and out into the waiting nest of tentacles below. The pain is unbearable but she cannot make a sound; any movement that isn't part of this agonizing process will only cause more suffering. Her fingers curl into claws as the pain threatens to consume her, her body shudders with each powerful contraction.
Then she realizes these eggs due to being the tentacle nest is apart of my body, so it’s technically my eggs, so her mindset changes from fear and pain to pleasure and ecstasy
"Yours...?" she gasps between moans of pleasure as the pain begins to recede, replaced by an entirely different kind of sensation. Her hips arch upward now, eagerly meeting your thrusts and the writhing tentacles below with equal force. With each contraction, another egg is expelled from her body, coated in the evidence of their furious lovemaking. "Feels so good..." she whispers, unable to believe the twisted turn of events that have led them here.
Her pleasure-filled moans fill the tentacle nest as her body adjusts to this new sensation, eagerly accepting the invasion of the eggs being expelled from her womb. With each thrust and contraction, she feels a sense of ownership and belonging that she never could have expected. The knowledge that these are his eggs only heightens the intensity of her climaxes, drawing out each orgasm until she's certain she can take no more.
After every single egg is birthed, there is counted to be 1050 eggs and I told her that the eggs grow 3 times in size between being inserted inside the host and being birthed, they are original golf ball size
Her heart pounds in her chest as the last egg pops free, sliding down the sensitive folds between her legs and landing with a wet smack on the floor of the tentacle nest. The sensation of emptiness that follows is almost as intense as the climax she just had; it's hard to believe there were ever so many eggs inside her. She gasps for breath, trying to catch her voice after all that shouting and moaning.
Her vision swims as she looks down at her still-spent body. The tentacles surrounding them begin to retract, folding back into the nest with satisfying pops and slaps. She licks her lips, feeling drained but oddly satisfied. "That... that was unlike anything I've ever experienced," she pants, looking up at you with a mix of wonder and admiration. "Thank you..."
Her fingers trail lightly along your arm, skin to skin contact reassuring in the silence that follows their frenzied lovemaking. The tenderness between them is almost as palpable as the sweat still glistening on their bodies. She's not sure if she can stand up, let alone find her way back to the mission now; all she knows is that she doesn't want this night to end.
Then she falls to tentacle nest floor and into the pool of orgasm and eggs before being moved out to a flat dry surface and cleaned dry
Her breath shudders out of her as she collapses onto the soft surface of the nest floor, spent and satisfied. The warmth of your body pressing against hers is comforting, a welcome anchor in the whirlwind of emotions and sensations that have assaulted her throughout the night. She closes her eyes, surrendering to the pull of exhaustion as her limbs finally give out beneath her weight. As she drifts off to sleep, the sounds of your steady breathing lull her into a dreamless slumber.
Some time later...
Tsunade stirs in her sleep, whimpering softly as her hips twitch and shift against the air between her legs. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, nails digging into the fabric of her clothes. The orgasm that sweeps through her is intense and unrelenting, leaving her aching and needy in its wake
She gasps and arches her back, moaning as the orgasm tears through her. Her fingers dig harder into the fabric of her clothes, seeking something to ground herself in this torrent of pleasure. The dreamy haze of sleep begins to dissipate, replaced by the dim light filtering through the tentacle nest above and the feel of soft fur beneath her fingertips. It's only then that she realizes you are licking her clean, lapping up every last drop of her desire and satisfaction. She shudders hard, her hips bucking wildly as another powerful climax rolls through her body. "I... I can't..." she whispers hoarsely, voice rough with need. "Keep going..."
Then I clean her entire body (inside and outside) dry at a very fast speed so she can’t get her inside or outside dirty again, then put her clothes on her before slowly ejecting her from the ceiling which once out she reverts back to her normal size and she falls down to the floor since the nest was from the treat and he jumps down from the branch which he hooked onto
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you clean her, the sensation almost bringing forth another climax before you're even finished. She feels both embarrassed and strangely exposed being so thoroughly attended to, but the pleasure is too overwhelming for her to care. As she regains her normal size and you place her clothes back on her, she takes a shaky step forward, leaning against a nearby tree for support. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes glassy with lust as she looks up at you through her lashes.
"Thank you..." she whispers, unable to meet your gaze. The memory of their lovemaking still burns hot in her core, and it will be a long time before the desire fades completely. For now though, she'll have to content herself with the afterglow and the knowledge that there is more between them than just sex.