Making Ninja

First of all, this story was made without the help of AI. Because that is something that deserves to be said now-a-days.

Second, this has futa. It also has furry elements in it and future chapters will have incest as well, just so you know,

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Out in the East, in a land that first saw the sun rise, in a world where the occult was a fact of life, stood a Kinochi, a ninja woman, in front of her lord.

The Daimyo of the Set lands wasn't particularly powerful as great lords came, but that was only because he had only recently secured his seat. Victory vanquished dishonor, as the saying went, and the Daimyo WAS victorious over his brother.

But only just.

It had taken a great deal of blood and cost the Set Clan a quarter of its Samurai houses. A miniature civil war, in short, happening all just within one Damiyo house. But one of its greatest losses would never really be known outside Daimyo Kushi's castle.

Because it was one that Hina had carried out herself.

At 21 years of age, and at 5 feet and 3 inches, she wasn't particularly tall or small by the standards of most. Without making up to obscure her features, though, the great beauty that her clan had accidentally bred into their ninjas showed through. Because while her eyes were commonly dark, they were big and round. Her cheeks were soft, her chin was slim, her nose was pert and her eyebrows were two round dots below her brow.

But the hypersexuality of her body had been a deliberate thing.

Without the clothes to hide away how proficient a mother she could be, her big ass and wide hips were easy to see. Yes, despite her bowing on her knees.

What her position emphaized, however, where her tits.

Her huge, humongous tits.

It might have been kinder to call the chestly companion of women simply "breasts", but Hina was perfectly aware of who she was and what she had. Given her mammaries were more than TWICE as big as her head, and weighed about 20 pounds each, the word "tits" very much fit them.

Her arms and thighs did not show the common outgrowth of muscle that those who openly practiced the blade did, but that was because her clan made up their slight bodies with the mystical arts. Obscure Ki techniques that made oni out of each of them if the moment need arise.

Which it did, during the innerclan civil war.

Hina did have quite the notable thighs, though, and her abdominals were quite defined. A slight, if noticeable, departure from her clan's "ideal" body type, but that would hardly have been the biggest objection they'd have to her.

After all, she was the one who killed all of them, hah.

"We appreciate your sacrifice, Hina-san," the man who was now Daimyo said with all the gravity the situation demanded. As if he had been the one to convince her of it, "So I hope you know that my words were not empty and that the Hia clan WILL rise again."

"Under me and mine, Set-osama?" Hina asked. It was the original agreement, of course, but these sorts of things just had to be confirmed.

"I will not lie and say that the Set at this time couldn't use the service of your shinobi," Kushi allowed, "But reducing the Hia to one was precisely the service we needed from you, so I will choose to believe in the future."

"Your reward is thus one of duty!" the Daimyo said, "To go and remake the Hai under yourself."

"We order you to take the time that you need, we entrust all means in your hands, and we give you all Hai properties and lands to do just that." The Daimyo nodded to himself as, at long last, what Hina had been working for had come.

"This Hina will not disappoint." Hina bowed and, as far as the Daimyo was concerned, she disappeared from in front of him.

"That's one matter taken care of..." she heard him whisper as she made out of her lord's castle, the eyes of other ninja under his retinue making sure she wouldn't go anywhere but out.

It's just as well; if they saw how wide her smile got or how much glee she finally showed, well, the ninja would not judge her for killing her whole family. And they certainly wouldn't judge her for being happy at being rewarded.

Actually, they WOULD judge her for breaking the cold professionalism expected of their trade in showing any emotion for any reason at all where others could see her. But contrary to what others believed, she was no fool. She knew exactly who she could afford to show emotions to and which of those at that. She was good at reading people.

So she would take their judgment and let it slide off her like rain. It was just more of the drivel that she had to grow up with, after all:

"Oh, Hina, we do not fuck our targets AFTER they have been captured!"

"No, Hina, we do not fuck the people that we are protecting even IF they are cute and are open to it."

"No, Hina, no other kunoichi in the clan has to do the contraceptive jutsu except you. Why you wonder? Because we know you!"

"Hina, for the last time, if someone is not related to your job, you can't disguise yourself as their spouse for a night!"

Hina stifled a sniff as she ran back home.

So unfair.

But, ah, it didn't matter now, did it?

She was the Kage of her Clan now.

And her Lord had said so himself, hadn't he? She had to remake her clan.

And it was up to her to determine how... exactly that might be done.

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Ki was a simple yet hard to grasp force.

It came from those that lived, but not from those who came from the umbral depths that dwelt between the world and Lord Yama's throne. It was used by those with either talent or proper education, but hidden from almost all. But the benefits were obvious to all.

It allowed incredible feats of physicality, like some Samurai houses were famed for.

Or esoteric works like Shinobi Clans could do.

The ability to kill and fight was the foremost important use for it for the noble warriors, but being able to move fast, to move unseen, was a greater utility for those who fought in shadows.

But they were all fools.

Having both the talent AND the proper education to use Ki, only Hina saw the proper potential that it had. Not to kill, necessarily, or to backstab, but to change herself and not just in disguise.

To truly shape her body in ways that it was not meant for.

They called her a disgrace!

They called her perverted!

They just could not see what she saw! So what if she got off to it? It shouldn't have mattered if it worked!

Bah!

Well, what she was about to do, where she was going now, would prove her point at last.

Out here in the world, outside the wizened clan halls, knowledge could be freely tested and applied. And while peasants would be missed by no one if something happened to them, there were always more interesting beings to target.

Like Oni.

While most Oni were horrors to the countryside, the great and vast majority of them were not beholden to the king of hell's employ. So they roamed about.

They possessed no ki, yet were living, breathing engines of destruction if left to feed their various and vast hungers. They could be calculating and cold, or they could be aggressive and brutal. Many could hold conversations if the whim struck, yet safety could never be guaranteed in their presence.

Yet, there was always something one could gain through their existence.

Hina wasn't the first to determine that Oni blood would help those in her trade, and that path was well trodden even by a select few of her ancestors, the lucky bitches.

No, the 4-foot-tall Oni she sought today, who was more afraid of his own shadow than he was a threat at large, wasn't why she wanted to be Kage.

It was the ancient Jutsu that she had spent years modifying to unlock its true power that made him a good first target. Because, even as she watched him from afar, she could tell he would be a good first test.

Turning the right shapes in her hand, the right signs that shaped her Ki into something MORE, she slapped her own stomach and very nearly gave herself away to her target.

The delicious pain that she felt in her womb as a tattoo appeared on her naked flesh almost made her moan, but she had absolute control of herself, never mind what others said.

So, with her almighty control, she decided it wasn't worth it to wait for a more favorable time to pounce on the red-skinned Oni and jumped on him.

"Hey, do you want to get your bones shaken?" Hina asked as she landed on his side and straddled him to the ground.

"AAAGH!" the oni screamed in response.

"Well, I wasn't asking," Hina licked her lips as she looked down at him, and saw how cherubic his face was.

It made her pause.

"Say, what's your age/" she asked, just to be sure.

"F-fity four!" the Oni explained.

Hina blinked, "And you are still this much of a runt?"

"The others never let me have anything!" the red-skinned Oni cried.

It was little known that Oni did not grow with age.

They grew with food.

"Not even pussy?" she curiously asked.

"What do you think?" he replied, tears welling in his eyes.

Huh, well.

She hit a virgin nonetheless.

"You know," Hina mused as she stopped restraining him and started to poke him in the chest, "Even if you weren't vital to my plans, I still think I'd do this out of pity."

"S-so you are not going to kill and eat me?" the oni asked the most concerning question that a loser oni was going to have.

"Kill? No," Hina said, smirk growing on her face, "Eat? Well.."

She reached down into the Oni's loincloth.

And pulled out a cock.

It was kind of like the dick of a human being, except it was 7 inches long and covered in warts. It was of a slightly darker shade of red, and it's glans was a knob. The kunoichi didn't know if fear made it go up, but it saluted at her with all its strength.

As for her?

She only needed to push aside her crotch wraps to allow her girl to breath air!

"I think I'll have a snack," she winked at the small oni and was rewarded with a rare oni flush.

"W-well, you're right and all that," he looked to the side as if he couldn't believe what was happening, "But I don't know if it'll be any good."

"Forgive me for not taken your word on it." Hina pointed his cock at her cunt.

And promptly sat on it.

"No way, Puuussy feels so gooood!" the oni moaned as his warty dick massage the innards of her vaginal canal.

"Your rod isn't half bad either," Hina pleasantly and then...

The tattoo on her stomach glowed.

"But I am afraid I can't take my time," she suddenly felt so hot that she started to outright SLAM her crotch into his cock, "So give me your seed!"

"O-ok!" the oni, like all losers, submissively and obediently replied.

Hina went hard on him.

She went very, very hard.

No sooner had she slammed into his hips with enough force to splash her love juices into him, she didn't give him time to get use to the feeling before she was already up and chambering another slam.

When subfortage or stealth wasn't the name of the game, speed was and Hina was showing how apt she also was at that.

And, in no time-

"I-I am coming!" the Oni moaned as his cock lurge and hot bad-smelling jizz suddenely exploded inside of Hina's cunt.

The womb tattoo glowed again and Hina stopped as it triggered her own orgasm.

"Fuck!"

This wasn't the time of the month for her, and so normally she would not be fertile. But she was neither willing to wait nor leave it up to chance.

As she clenched her knees around the Oni so hard that his hip bones almost popped, her jutus force her womb to spit an ova out.

The human egg unerringly sought out the sperm of the weak oni like lodes stones and utterly covered itself on them. Eventually, the strongest one of these that the Oni could offer burrowed its way inside.

And the first of Hina's future clan daughters was born.

"Yes, fantastic," she breathed into the Oni's chest, suddenly realizing that the Oni was very quiet.

He was alive and he was conscious, but he was looking into the sky as if he were in shock.

"So this is what sex is..." he said in a wondering voice as Hina gathered herself and got off him.

The "pop" his dick made as she got up was gratifying.

"Thank you for the meal," she threw him a flying kiss before she vanished.

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Oni were not the only monsters that terrorized the land. Nor, technically, was the spirit world the only one that offered monsters.

Animals who achieved a heightened state of enlightenment could become more than animals. They could transform into humans, some said, but they could also take up other, more monstrous shapes.

The deer monster Hina now hunted was one such being.

Unlike the Oni and his Umbral kin, these sorts of animals DID use Ki. They used it so well that they harmonized with the nature around them and often became a bit of a conduit to it.

Sometimes, they become so connected that they were worshipped as gods.

But what the peasants always forgot was that, god or not, an animal was still an animal.

Hina had spotted the "master" of the herd from afar and marveled at its incredible size.

This enlightened deer seemed to have transformed halfway to a human being already, standing in two legs and towering 9 feet tall. 2 of those feet were on its large antlers, but the arms, the hands, of a furry man trailed down to his hips.

Hooves were its feet, of course, but fur covered it from head to toe.

Fighting and subjugating it like she had done the Oni was still an option, of course, but it wasn't a very good one; the villagers around here would hate her for harming it if it came to that. And she wasn't entirely sure she WOULD win if she tried. So it was an option with losses, no matter where she looked.

But as she had already said, an animal was still an animal.

The mating season of deer only lasted for so long and the stags had to hurry to not miss out on it. This was spring, however, so the mares that were going to get pregnant were already pregnant and those that went without sex were fucked.

But not today, Hina's actions promised.

Leaning against a tree, and hiking her dress to the point her ass could keep it from covering her crotch, she presented herself out in the open.

A clay bottle was in her hand and she moistened her ass, and her nether parts, with it's contents:

The pheromone-laden juices of a deer mare in heat.

The monstrous stag of the herd might have been holy. It might have even been sapient.

But at the end of the day, it was still, again, an animal. And animals followed their instincts.

It came to her.

But when it did, Hina realized she had made a mistake.

It wasn't a stag.

It was a female... with a dick.

"What?" Hina's eyes almost burst from her head as she stared at it.

Its breasts were huge, almost as big as the kunoichi's. Her hips were wide, perfect for birthing.

But a cock hung below her crotch as did great heaving testicles.

Hina was not a lesbian and never had been.

But any of her options to reconsider her actions were quickly lost as the Deer futa reached out and grabbed her wide hips.

And then it's pointy cock began to spread her pussy.

"Oh, fuck," Hina breathed as a full foot of deer hermophridate cock pushed her vaginal lips aside. It was the biggest dick she had ever taken up to that point, but the tattoo in her stomach did not disappoint.

It glowed and her pussy stretched however much it needed to take the huge animal dick in.

"FUCK!" the ninja still moaned as it reached far into her vagina until it pressed against her womb.

And then, pulling back, the lust-crazed futa deer anthro gave a loud bellow of victory and slammed itself into her.

The point end of the dick hit Hina's cervix and immidiately penetraded into her womb.

Like a javelin, it forced it to expand against that shaft until the awakened animal's cockslit tickled the far side of Hina's uterus.

But the womb tattoo would not be denied, and this was already the best fuck she'd ever gotten.

"YES, MORE!" Hina screamed and the futa stag agreed.

She impaled her pussy and uterus with her dick one more time.

And then twice.

She made Hina's huge ass jiggle with the force of it's thrusts all throughout its four fucks.

And then made them both scream with pleasure on the fifth time.

"Make me pregnant you beautiful BITCH!" Hina demanded as its seed went into her womb, and her the breeding justsu of her tattoo went to work.

There was already a half-oni daughter brewing on her womb. But, regardless, her ovaries spat another ova out into her womb.

Despite its enlightenment, despite its intelligence, despite its power, the sperm of the Deer still followed Darwinian principles and so only the strongest one made it to the human egg.

Futa deer DNA mixed with human DNA and Hina was, once again, impregnated with her second young.

"Thaaaank you," Hina breathed out as she slinked down to her knees.

"You are welcome," the Deer stag said in a pretty lady voice as she tug her dick out and returned to her herd, making Hina blink in surprise.

While she wasn't a lesbian, the sole Hai ninja no longer thought she was completely straight.

This was... this too, was an awakening of sorts for her, she supposed.

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The tattoo burned her feverishly now.

It had been two weeks since she had cast it on herself and that was a long time to hold any jutsu active. Impossible, point in fact, for many, but Hina wasn't many.

She was herself, and she had been dreaming of doing this for so long!

Well, as the pointy teeth of a predator shone down on her in victory, she realized she would only need to keep it up for only a few moments longer.

"So," a Tiger heretic god chuckled as ropes of magic silk bound Hina down, "Am I everything you hope I would be, child?"

In truth, Hina could have gotten the last third of her children done right after the deer monster, but that was only by assaulting another "normal" animal god.

And men just weren't enough for her now.

"Y-yes," Hina said, her voice trembling even though it was the truth.

And it was.

This tiger wore clothes and stood as tall as the deer anthro. But, despite that, it was far, FAR more intimidating because she filled out more volume into the same frame.

Every bit of it was muscled.

Every bit of it was powerful.

And it was, actually, a female.

The bounty of her breasts were actually smaller than the futa deer's had been, but her hips and her striped ass were far larger. Hina could have looked for more women like the stag had been, but only this infamous individual was an immediate target.

Because the rumors ran far and wide; Yong the Tigress of Hakka could fuck like a man.

"Well, I hope so, because you might be the first kunoichi that has ever sought me out," Yong leaned into Hina and gave her face a lick.

The womb tattoo was still burning, so it was all Hina could do to avoid moaning.

"Let me show what you came for," Yong pulled back and dropped her pants.

Revealing a tapered but spiked cat dick.

It was as big as the stag's had been, but all the fleshy barbs that ran its length made a greater challenge. One that made a shutter go down Hina's spine.

She was here, in the tiger's cave, captured and bound on an ambush that, as far as Yong was concerned, Hina had botched.

But the truth was, Hina was NEVER going to win against a fight against the pirate Tigress.

Given the rumors of what she did to her victims... well, this was the only way.

But instead of going down to her crotch like Hina expected. Instead of fucking her like she hoped, the Tigress instead reached into her kimono and dragged it down.

Making Hina's humongous tits to spill out.

"Choices, choices," Yong licked her lips again, "They both look so good. What do you think?"

"I-I say hurry up and get it over with!" Hina would love to say that this was one of her performances, playing the defeated victim.

But the truth was that her womb jutsu almost made her beg to get fucked.

"Such impatience!" Yong laughed, "But fine."

She selected Hina's right tit.

"I guess this one will do."

Instead of sucking, instead fondling it, instead of doing the dozens of things that anyone had ever done with her tits, Yong.... put the slim tip of her cock against crown of Hina's nipples.

And then she PUSHED against it.

"What," Hina gasped as she felt the tiny hole of her nipple start to stretch, "Are you doing?"

"Seeing if these tits are good for anything," Yong chuckled as she kept pushing, making her cock press against Hina's nub.

The womb tattoo in her womb burned again, but came through for her.

Her nipple, all of a sudden, STRETCHED over the tigress' cock!

"See?" Yong moaned as thrust her barbed pink dick into Hina's dick, "You human women just like to complain, that's all!"

Hina's milk duct was invaded with futa tiger cock and made it expand far more then it was ever intended to.

For many women this would have been torture.

For Hina?

It was yet another awakening.

This was like getting her vagina fucked, but in her breast. Every single pleasure center in her breast was so suddenly overwhelmed that her pain sensors had to take up the slack and made her nipple feel as though it were a clit.

The expansion of her milk duct made her moan, made her thrash against the magic silk ropes that bound her tight. Made her see stars and curl her toes as Yong continued to thrust into her.

And did so until the stretched nipple around Yong's shaft kissed the base of Yong's cock.

But if the feeling of being thrust into her felt this good? It was almost nothing compared to how it felt going out!

"Ah, yes, that's the stuff!" Yong groaned as she pulled out, her barbs activating and dragging against the inside of Hina's breast.

Every single inch of her the inside of her duct felt as though it was scratched, going beyond friction and making Hina grind her teeth just to deal with the pleasure that was mounting up.

"You see?" the Tigress said once only the tip of her slim head was inside her nipple, "Nothing compares to the barbs."

She thrust inside again, this time with speed and force.

Her crotch and hips crashed against Hina's titanic tit and made jiggle as it absored all the energy of the blow.

'Nothing!"

Every time she withdrew, it felt as though she was trying to deliciously drag the insides of her tits out.

And every time she thrusted into her, Yong filled Hina in a way that she could have never imagined would be so satisfactory!

They fucked.

"Oh fuck, I am cumming," Yong grimaced as her testicles clenched up and that was enough for Hina to look up in panic.

No, no, this was supposed to happen in her pussy.

This was all so that she could get knocked up!

But her womb tattoo did something that Hina never thought it would be capable of.

It lit up as Yong hilted herself inside of Hina and let out her futa sperm.

It burned in her belly as the thick predatory seed flooded all of her milk ducts and stuffed with cum.

It activated when the futa sperm cells of the tigress went around looking for something to fertilize in vain.

Only to find one of her milk-making organs, a mammary gland, and promptly try and fertilize that.

To Hina's disbelief, the futa sperm cell succeeded!

It penetrated the cell wall of her mammary gland and jumbled up all the DNA inside of it. Half of her complete genetic information was promptly discarded and replaced with the tiger' sperm's.

And, like a fertilized eggcell, it promptly started to divide, making a fetus.... in Hina's breast.

"Yes, what a fine a fuck," Yong moaned as she pulled her cock out of Hina's tit and left her nipple agape, leaking semen out, 'But that was haeven before I showed you heeeelll-"

The Tigress dropped with exhaustion, suddenly feeling so weak that she could barely breath as she was.

"Hmm?" Hina looked at her fallen, unwitting lover, "Oh, yes, I doused your drink with a paralytic poison. It only triggered once you came."

"Sorry," she apologized, but her heart wasn't into it.

It couldn't be, not when she was still coming down from the orgasm that she'd had when her tit got impregnated

This was the second awakening that she'd had today.