The Hokage's private quarters, usually a fortress of authority and late-night sake binges, had morphed into a scene that would make even the most seasoned ninja question reality. A single lantern flickered on the desk, casting wild shadows across the room where Tsunade knelt on a cushioned mat, her robe hitched up just enough to expose the bare minimum. Her face was a mix of grit and mortification, her fingers digging into the mat like she was clinging to her last shred of dignity. Jiraiya stood behind her, his usual cocky grin replaced by a look of pure, unfiltered horror that could rival facing a rampaging tailed beast. The scroll, a tightly rolled parchment packed with forbidden medical ninjutsu, was stuck so deep in Tsunade's anal it might as well have been in another dimension, demanding a rescue mission that would haunt Jiraiya's nightmares forever.
"Jiraiya, quit pacing like some kid who flunked the academy exam," Tsunade growled, her voice sharp but shaky with nerves. "The longer you drag this out, the longer this scroll stays jammed in my anus. Get it out, and we can both pretend this never happened."
"Pretend?!" Jiraiya's voice cracked as he flung his hands up, his white hair looking like he'd been zapped by a lightning jutsu. "Tsunade, I'm gonna need a whole squad of sages to scrub this from my brain! You've got a scroll so far up your ass it's probably writing its own ninja code, and you expect me to just dive in?!" His face was redder than the sunset, his disgust clear in every wild gesture.
Tsunade's cheeks burned, but she leaned into her old trick, her voice dropping to a smooth, coaxing tone. "Come on, Jiraiya. You're the Toad Sage, the guy who's faced down worse than this. Remember when I saved your hide from that angry mob in Tanzaku Town after you 'accidentally' spied on the wrong kunoichi?" She tilted her head, letting her blonde hair spill over one shoulder like a weapon. "Do this, and I owe you big. Sake, dinner, whatever you want."
Jiraiya groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "You're a demon, Princess." But her words hit their mark. Their decades of friendship meant he couldn't walk away, not when the scroll could change the fate of the village in the wrong hands. He sighed, pulling on a pair of long gloves that reached his elbows. "Fine. But if I die of shame, I'm haunting you forever."
Tsunade gave a nervous laugh, her hands tightening on the mat. "Just don't make it weird, you old pervert. And… be careful. It's way deep." Her voice shook, showing just how much this was getting to her.
"Careful?!" Jiraiya's eyes bugged out. "Tsunade, I'm about to go on a quest into your anus that'd make Naruto's Rasengan training look like a picnic! There's no careful way to do this!" He knelt behind her, hands trembling as he got ready. The scroll was so deep that arms halfway in wouldn't cut it, he'd need to get creative, and fast. He took a deep breath, muttering, "Alright, here we go."
Tsunade braced herself, her body stiffening as Jiraiya pressed his gloved hands against her anal opening. The touch pulled a sharp, involuntary gasp from her, "Nngh~!", that bounced off the walls. Jiraiya froze, his face turning the color of a ripe tomato. "What in the hell was that?!" he yelped, his voice a mix of panic and disgust.
"Nothing!" Tsunade shot back, though her voice wobbled. "Just… keep going! It's sensitive, okay?" Truth was, the sensation was hitting her hard, sending waves of ecstacy through her, not the romantic kind, but a weird, overwhelming mix of relief and stimulation she couldn't shake. She bit her lip, trying to hold back another sound as Jiraiya's hands pushed deeper.
He moved slow, his gloved fingers sliding past the tight resistance of her anus. But the scroll was nowhere near reach. He gritted his teeth, pushing his arms in further, past his wrists, until his forearms were halfway buried in her anal. The depth was ridiculous, the slick, tight space making every move a battle. Tsunade let out a loud, shuddering moan, "Ahng~ahh!", her body shaking as Jiraiya stirred up her insides searching for the scroll.
"Tsunade!" Jiraiya hissed, his face flushed with effort and embarrassment. "Cut it out with the noises! You're gonna make me lose it!" His arms strained as he reached deeper, but the scroll was too far gone. "This is nuts!" he muttered, his forearms still halfway up her anus. "I can't even feel it, it's like it's hiding in another realm!"
Tsunade's moans got louder, "Mmmh~!", her body reacting to the pressure. "Do something!" she gasped, her voice tight. "It's not gonna pop out on its own!" Her "Ahh~nngh!" filled the room, making Jiraiya's ears burn.
He stopped, his disgust hitting a wall as he realized he couldn't grab the scroll without seeing it. "Okay, this is about to get insane," he warned, his voice shaking. "I can't reach it, it's too deep. I'm gonna have to stretch your anus and… stick my whole head in to see where it's at."
Tsunade's eyes went wide, her face turning crimson. "You're what?!" But another moan, "Haa~!", cut her off as Jiraiya carefully stretched her anal opening with his gloved hands, widening it just enough to fit. He took a deep breath, muttered a quick prayer to every sage he knew, and leaned forward, fully inserting his head into her anus. The tight, slick space closed around him, and for a moment, he thought he'd pass out from sheer disbelief. His eyes adjusted to the dimness, and there, way down the passage, he spotted the faint outline of the scroll, lodged like a cursed relic in a forbidden cave.
"Holy crap," he mumbled, his voice muffled and echoing weirdly. "Tsunade, you've outdone yourself. This scroll is so deep it's practically a missing-nin." But as he heard her loud "Ahng~ahh!" and felt her trembling, a wicked grin spread across his face. If he was stuck in this madness, he might as well have some fun. "You know," he said, his voice dripping with mischief, "you're enjoying this way too much. Maybe I need to call in backup."
"Jiraiya, don't you dare, Mmmh~!" Tsunade's protest was drowned out by another moan as Jiraiya, still with his head inside her anus, formed a quick hand sign, summoning two shadow clones with a poof of smoke. The clones appeared, identical to Jiraiya, and immediately looked horrified as they took in the scene.
"Boss, what the hell?!" Clone One yelped, his eyes wide.
"This is your worst idea yet!" Clone Two added, looking ready to bolt.
"Shut up and help!" Jiraiya barked, his voice muffled from inside Tsunade's anus. "We're doing the Alfasikibidi Jutsu. It's the only way to get this scroll close enough for me to grab. One of you, get to her pussy. Other one, her throat. We're pushing her inner chakra toward the scroll."
The clones exchanged a look of pure dread but nodded. Clone One knelt in front of Tsunade, hesitating before carefully inserting his left arm halfway into her pussy, the sensitive area drawing a loud "Haa~nngh!" from her. Clone Two, looking like he'd rather face a hundred Akatsuki, leaned over and inserted his right arm halfway down her throat, her gag reflex kicking in but quickly turning into another "Ahng~ahh!" as the sensation hit.
"Jiraiya, you, Mmmh~!" Tsunade's voice broke as all three Jiraiyas began teasing her from the inside. Jiraiya, his head still buried in her anus, gave a playful lick to the inner walls, sending a jolt of ecstacy through her. She let out a lascivious "Ahh~nngh!" that echoed off the walls. Clone One wiggled his arm in her pussy, varying the pressure to keep her off balance, while Clone Two gently twisted his arm in her throat, eliciting a choked "Haa~!".
"What's that, Princess?" Jiraiya teased, his voice muffled but dripping with amusement. "Sounds like you're enjoying the Toad Sage's special treatment!" He licked again, his tongue brushing the sensitive inner walls of her anal, drawing another "Ahng~ahh!" from Tsunade. Her body trembled, secretly reveling in the ecstacy despite her embarrassment.
"You're a monster!" she gasped, though her laugh broke through, "Mmmh~!", as Clone One shifted his arm in her pussy, sending another wave of sensation through her. Clone Two, not to be outdone, adjusted his arm in her throat, pulling a "Nngh~haa!" from her. The three Jiraiyas worked in sync, teasing her from every angle for what felt like an eternity, turning the mortifying situation into a ridiculous comedy show. Tsunade's moans filled the room, "Ahh~nngh!", her body shaking with each playful movement, her secret enjoyment evident in every lascivious sound.
"Gotta say, Tsunade," Jiraiya chuckled, his head still inside her anus, "your Hokage Harmonies could sell out theaters." He gave another playful lick, then another, each one drawing a louder "Ahh~nngh!" from her. The clones joined in, Clone One swirling his arm in her pussy while Clone Two gently pulsed his arm in her throat, their movements deliberate to keep her moaning, "Haa~ahng!", and laughing despite herself.
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"Okay, enough fun," Jiraiya said finally, though his grin was audible. "Time for the Alfasikibidi Jutsu." He nodded to his clones, who focused their chakra. Clone One channeled a gentle pulse of energy through Tsunade's pussy, while Clone Two sent a similar pulse through her throat, their chakra converging to nudge the scroll closer to Jiraiya's reach. The technique was absurd, something Jiraiya had made up on the spot, but it worked, the chakra pushing the scroll just enough for him to see it clearly within arm's reach.
"There we go!" Jiraiya exclaimed, pulling his head out of her anus with a wet pop that made both of them wince. He shook his head, trying to clear the image from his mind, then plunged both arms back in, all the way up to his elbows, into her anal. Tsunade's moans hit a new peak, "Ahng~ahh~!", her body shaking with ecstacy as he reached for the scroll. The clones kept up their chakra pulses, Clone One in her pussy and Clone Two in her throat, each movement pulling a lascivious "Mmmh~!" from her.
"Relax, Tsunade!" Jiraiya said, his voice half-laughing, half-strained. "You're clenching like you want this scroll as a keepsake!" His arms strained, his fingers finally wrapping around the crinkled parchment. He tugged gently, feeling it shift, and Tsunade's moans turned into a continuous "Haa~nngh!" as the ecstacy overwhelmed her.
"Almost there!" Jiraiya grunted, his muscles burning from the effort. The scroll slid forward, inch by inch, as he pulled with both arms, the clones maintaining their chakra pulses to keep it moving. Tsunade's body trembled, her moans, "Ahh~ahng~!, filling the room as the scroll finally came within reach. With one last, careful tug, Jiraiya yanked it free with a soft pop that echoed like a victory bell.
Tsunade collapsed onto the mat, her body shaking with the aftershocks of ecstacy and relief, letting out a long, shuddering "Mmmh~". Jiraiya held the scroll up, his arms trembling as he stared at it in disbelief. "I did it," he whispered. "I actually did it." He dismissed his clones with a wave, their poofs of smoke fading as he set the scroll on a nearby table, peeling off his gloves and tossing them into a corner like they were cursed.
"Never. Again," he muttered, slumping against the wall, his face a mix of exhaustion and amusement. But as he looked at Tsunade, still catching her breath, a wild idea sparked in his mind. Her anal and pussy had stretched significantly during the ordeal, and the Hidden Leaf's current storage for forbidden scrolls was notoriously insecure, raided twice in the last decade. He rubbed his chin, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Tsunade," he said, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone, "hear me out. Your anus and pussy are… let's say, roomy now. What if we used them to store the village's 100 forbidden scrolls? They're not safe where they are, and nobody's getting past you."
Tsunade's eyes widened, her face flushing with indignation. "Are you out of your damn mind?!" she snapped, though her "Mmm~" lingered from the aftershocks. "You want to turn me into a human vault?!"
"For the village," Jiraiya said, raising his hands defensively. "Think about it! Those scrolls, each one ten inches long, packed with dangerous jutsu, would be untouchable inside you. You're the Hokage, the toughest ninja around. Who'd dare try?"
Tsunade hesitated, her pride warring with her duty. The village's safety was her responsibility, and the scrolls were at risk in their current vault. She sighed, rubbing her temples. "Fine," she muttered. "For the Leaf. But if you breathe a word of this to anyone, I'll crush you."
Jiraiya grinned, already fetching the 100 forbidden scrolls from a sealed chest in the corner. Each was ten inches long, tightly rolled, and pulsing with dangerous chakra. He worked carefully, inserting 50 scrolls into her anal and 50 into her pussy, one by one, the process slow and meticulous. Tsunade gritted her teeth, her body trembling with a mix of discomfort and lingering ecstacy, letting out soft "Nngh~!" and"Ahh~!" as each scroll was placed. Her belly swelled noticeably, giving her an inflated appearance, but she held firm, her resolve as Hokage unwavering.
When the last scroll was in place, Tsunade stood, her robe barely containing her distended belly. "This better work, Jiraiya," she growled, though her "Mmm~" betrayed her lingering sensations.
"Oh, it will," Jiraiya said, his grin widening. "But we need to prove it to the village. They need to see how secure their secrets are." Before Tsunade could protest, he grabbed her arm and led her out of the quarters, toward the village square where a stage had been set up for public announcements.
The square was packed with nearly 1,000 villagers, curious and murmuring as Jiraiya dragged Tsunade onto the stage. "People of the Hidden Leaf!" he boomed, his voice carrying over the crowd. "Our forbidden scrolls are now safer than ever, thanks to our Hokage!" With a theatrical flourish, he tugged off Tsunade's robe, revealing her naked form and her inflated belly, the scrolls' outlines faintly visible beneath her skin.
The crowd gasped, some cheering, others whispering in shock. Tsunade's face burned, but she stood tall, her duty outweighing her embarrassment. Her "Haa~!" echoed as the cool air hit her skin, a mix of defiance and lingering ecstacy.
"See!" Jiraiya continued, gesturing to her anal and pussy areas. "The scrolls are stored where no thief could ever reach! But some of you might doubt it. So, let's test the security!" He turned to the crowd, grinning. "Step up, one by one, and give it a try, kick or punch to test the Hokage's strength!"
Tsunade shot him a death glare, but her duty held her in place. "For the village," she muttered under her breath. The villagers hesitated, but curiosity and Jiraiya's encouragement spurred them on. One by one, 1,000 men lined up, each delivering a careful kick or punch to her anal or pussy areas. Each impact sent waves of ecstacy through Tsunade, her moans growing louder"Ahng~ahh~!", as she gripped the stage's edge, her body trembling but holding firm. The scrolls stayed secure, not one budging despite the onslaught.
The crowd cheered with each test, marveling at her resilience, though a few skeptics muttered doubts. Tsunade's "Haa~nngh! filled the square, her ecstacy overwhelming but her resolve unbreakable. By the 500th villager, her moans were a continuous "Ahh~nngh!", her body shaking with the intensity. By the 1,000th, she was a quivering mess, her belly still swollen with the scrolls, but not a single one had shifted. With a final, shuddering "Mmmh~", she collapsed, passing out from the sheer overload of ecstacy and exhaustion.
The crowd erupted in applause, convinced of the scrolls' safety. Jiraiya, grinning like a madman, covered Tsunade with her robe and carried her back to her quarters. "You're a legend, Princess," he muttered, laying her on the mat.
Tsunade recovered in the days that followed, her body adapting to the 100 scrolls, 50 in her anal, 50 in her pussy, which remained secure, a testament to her sacrifice for the village. She lived a happy life, her duty fulfilled, her belly a permanent vault for the Leaf's secrets. The villagers never forgot her display, and the scrolls stayed safe, a bizarre but effective legacy of the Fifth Hokage.