Erotica Anthologies #11

#64

Shrunken Down (#1)

Lassic is a Sound ninja that belongs to an enemy clan. He has been tasked by the head of his family clan to spy on the Hidden Leaf Village’s Hokage, Tsunade Senju. His mission is to retrieve any type of information that he can obtain, what the female hokage is currently up to at the moment, and then report back to his village.

He has started the journey at daybreak, provisions and stocks ready at hand to provide him for the span of his mission. This type of A-rank mission can be rather unpredictable — it can last from days to months, or even years. Gathering the information itself does not require combat, but a good ninja is always prepared. Lassic made sure to pack up enough weapons in his belt bag.

He is scaling the wooden roof of the hokage office, sneaking around in strides so soundless that he is sure no one can ever notice his presence. The hokage is busying handling her paperwork as expected, writing something on a scroll earnestly. He is just about to take a step further, when he suddenly hears the sound of a jutsu being activated.

“Chidjimimasu no Jutsu!” Tsunade exclaims.

Caught of guard, Lassic becomes the fallen victim of the shrinking jutsu. The technique is usually done to objects in order to save up some space and lessening the weight, but the hokage just proves that it can be done to a person as well.

“Well well well, what do I have here,” she retorts with an underestimating tone. “I bug just landed in my office.”

Tsunade picks up the shrunken ninja/spy, his size now no more than that of a doll’s.

“A Sound ninja, I see,” she sees his headband, squinting her eyes to the thrashing Lassic. “What do you know? I have expected the Sound village to start making a move again, but I didn’t think that it will be this easy,” the blonde mumbles proudly, more to herself than to him.

Trying hard to gather himself, Lassic digs his hands into his weapon stash, trying to find something that he can use to defend himself for. But when she used the shrinking jutsu on him, she also shrinked down all of his physical weapons. And the jutsu can only be undone by the person you placed it. He does not think that she will remove it anytime soon.

This situation leaves him with two other choices: either he comes up with a really powerful jutsu quick, enough to push her back and forces her to releases him, or he will have to outwit and catch her off guard.

An idea crosses his mind. He inhales deep breaths, before yelling out, “Let go of me, you— you old hag!” Maybe insulting her will make her lose interest in him fast. Or at least that’s what he thought.

“What did you say?” Exhalling deep angry breath, Tsunade tightens the hold she has in her hands. Veins start to appear on her youthful face, while her brown eyes glimmer with enraged flame, making her look like a monster who has been awaken from it’s peaceful slumber. “I dare you to repeat what you had just said, and I will flush you down the toilet drain.”

The threat sounds serious enough, and Lassic gulps in nervousness. Perhaps that was not such a wise idea after all.

“Wait, wait, wait, I’m sorry! Don’t flush me. I promise I won’t insult you again, Tsunade-sama,” he says quickly with a newfound respect by using a honorific, swinging his arms and legs up and down in panic as he speaks.

Unbeknown to the Sound ninja, the sight of him moving like that, especially in such a small size, is actually kind of adorable in Tsunade’s eyes. Anger evaporating, she decides to play with the shrunken ninja. Now that he is reduced down to a doll size, he is only as dangerous as a butterfly.

“Well, I don’t know. I am not that merciless of a person,” she says, faking a still-upset tone, just to make the shrunken ninja worry even more.

“I-isn’t there anything I can do, to make you forgot me, Tsunade-sama?” he asks in stutter, his eyebrows curling into a small frown, which again looks cute in her eyes. She especially enjoys how his blue eyes reflects in despair.

“I’m not sure,” she purposefully trails off, leaving him on edge. “Maybe you can do something for me?” she finally asks suggestively.

“What is it, Tsunade-sama? Whatever it is, I promise that I will do my best!” he says assuringly. His life is on the line here. There is no room for negotiation.

“Alright then, prove that you are actually really sorry. I want you to kiss the sole of my feet as an apology.”

The request can sound very degrading, especially to a ninja in his caliber. But it is not like he can do much with his current size, so he decides to just do what she wants him to do and get it over with.

Tsunade places him on her table, at the area that is not covered with piles of paperwork. She removes one of her soles and raises it to the table, the position allowing her long shapely legs to be displayed.

Lassic tries to not drool, but her tight and sleek leg is one that is not easy to ignore, and he is only but a man. He quickly snaps his thoughts, trying to remember his ninja training. The pleasure of the flesh is above you, he tells himself by repeating the mantra, forcing his mind to focus at the task at hand instead.

He approaches her as fast as his now shorter legs can carry him, taking a closer look at her. She smells so nice, even when it only comes off from her foot. He bends down and places a kiss on her toe.

“That will be enough right, Tsunade-sama? You will forgive me and change me back?” he asks, too happy that he can’t contain himself but to smile cheerfully.

“What? Do you think that is enough?” The danger in her tone makes him cautious. “Kiss harder!” He does, bending down and pressing his lips hard onto her toe. “Harder! Longer!” He does as told, making sure that his lips stay more than long enough. But even that is not enough. She wants to humiliate him even more.

What she does not know is that it is actually turning him on. He enjoys being dominated in bed, and the way she keeps ordering him around makes feel something tightening in his pants.

The act, of course, does not miss from her eyes. “Ho, you’re enjoying this?” she asks, surprisingly sounding more curious than disgusted. “Alright then boy, show me what you can do to please me, and I might just let you go. Lick my feet,” she gives him an order.

Lassic follows her command, dropping on all four and plan kisses on the back of her feet, before trailing his tongue across it, leaving a trail of his saliva on her fair skin. He repeats the movement, carrying his tongue further and higher each time.

The sensation of being kissed with such a small tongue somehow excites her, and she can start feeling something wet down south.

She then order him to do the same thing to her other feet, removing the sole and placing her other leg on the table. Lassic advances to the other feet, this time much more eager than before. He presses his lips on her skin, rubbing and nipping at the skin with a much bolder manner. The realization of what he is doing, and to who he is doing, causes a shiver to run through his spine.

He does not seem to be the only one that is delighted by the treatment. He can hear a thrilled sigh escapes from her lips as he trails wet kisses on the back of her feet.

Just when he is starting to enjoy it, a giant hand suddenly grabs him by the back, lifting him up like before. Tsunade then plops him into the gap between her top and her cleavage, forcing Lassic to quickly grab onto one of her breasts so he won’t slip down and fall.

“Show me more of your skills,” is her only injunction, a debauched smug playing on her lips.

Lassic is more than happy to comply. He sticks out his tongue and starts licking her ample breast, slowly moving out to the rounder part.

Tsunade watches as the white haired young man moves in her clothes, the top part of his wild hair seen through her shirt. Her right breast starts to ache in a nice hum, leaving her body on edge with need. The ninja is surprisingly skilled in this, enough to make her want to force him do all kinds of other perverted stuff.

He is eventually able to reach the middle part of her breast. He opens up his jaw big enough to engulf her n****e, the size big enough to make his mouth full. He uses his tongue to circle it around her n****e, while his hands are busy leaving traces of haunting touch around her areola.

The movements are mild enough to drive the hokage mad, making her regresses against the back of her chair and producing all kinds of naughty voices.

Lassic makes sure to give her right breast plenty of attention, before slowly moving to her left breast. He engorges himself at the other n****e, in his mind thanking Tsunade for shrinking him. If she hadn’t done that, he would never imagine sucking such gigantic t**s, moreover with her already larger-than-normal jugs.

When he knows that she is starting to get really excited with his touch, Lassic decides to pick up his pace. He sucks her so hard, even her breasts start to jiggle.

“A—ah! Yes, just like that. More,” she moans with pleasure, her pupils dilating.

Tsunade knows that if this goes on, she will lose her control too soon. So she quickly picks him up and relocates him to a new place — this time, her arm.

The new area is much more precipitous that the last, so he uses a tree climbing jutsu, pushing his chakra to under his feet as he stands upside down, in order to ground himself against her arm. He uses that chance to climb down to her underarm area, and starts licking her armpit.

The unexpected sensation from his tiny tongue causes her to jolt, goosebumps breaking out on her skin at the mixed feeling of eeriness and ecstasy.

Lassic nips at her goosebump lump, working his way around her underarm like a second nature. He skillfully licks at her pressure point, forcing Tsunade to bit into her bottom lip in order to suppress the sensual gravitation she is feeling.

What has she gotten herself into? Tsunade thinks to herself as the young ninja indulges himself on her armpit. She has never thought that such a place can attract any man to venture.

Shaking with need, her p***y starts to grow even wetter. Unable to hold herself any longer, she relocates him again, this time at the entrance of her v****a.

Her nicely trimmed pubic hair looks like a scorched meadow to him. Lassic pets strands of her hair down there, carefully moving down to the cave of her p***y. He starts by kissing one side of her labia, the delicate flesh already covered with her juices. He places his hands on it too, soaking himself with her sweet wetness. It glistens and sticks underneath his palms.

Lassic gives her a throughout long lick, capturing her taste in his tongue. The savoriness leaves a nice aftertaste in his tongue, making his d**k even harder that it already is. The aroma of s*x oozes out from her hole, humiding the air thicker. His touches causes the female hokage to whimper in delight, filling up the entire room with her echoing moans.

The more he drinks her juices, the more comes out. He never gets tired of her sweet flavor. He drinks from her so much to the point that he is almost full. When his stomach can’t take anymore, he moves to her center part, slowly pushing his head in.

Tsunade throws her head back, a cry of wail rapturing from her trachea. His doll-size head is like the head of an extremely thick c**k, experimentally pushing against her hymen, going further through her tight muscle ring.

“Yes! That’s it! Further. CIimb inside my p***y further,” she groans in hitched short breaths.

The delectable sensation when he pushes through causes the end of her toes to curl. It is tight and warm inside, her p***y warping around his body securely. Despite that, he goes further in, scaling through her beaded canal until he meets the entrance to her uterus. Lassic holds out his hand to touch it, and Tsunade screams in delight. He touches it again, earning another audible response from the woman.

While one hand is still touch her cervix, his other hand starts to wander around, feeling her up until his palm finally grazes the spot he is looking for. Suddenly, her v****a walls clamp hard around him, followed by a rush of hot cream floods down. She cums so hard and heavy that the force alone is able to make him slips from his grip and pushes him out from her tight canal.

It takes Tsunade a few short while to regain back her breathing, before she is ready for another round. This time, she picks him up and shoves him in between her asscheeks.

He can feel the wind on his skin as she moves him again, before it disappears when she releases him into the back of her pants, her clothes stretching back in place. Her humps are so huge and firm, Lassic is having a hard time breathing while being squeezed in by her. Kami, even the scent of her asshole is tantalizing.

“How do you like that, big boy?” she asks teasingly.

Tsunade is about to continue enjoying herself, when she hears the sound of her office door being knocked. 

“Tsunade-sama? I’m bringing in your afternoon snacks,” comes a feminine voice from the other side.

The hokage’s body instantly tense. Curses your timing, Shizune.

She quickly readjust her clothes. With the shrunken enemy ninja still trapped in between her asscheeks, she calls out to her apprentice.

“Come in.”

The door swings open and Shizune comes in carrying a tray. She approaches her sensei calmly, and Tsunade wonders if there is anything amiss in her appearance. Once she places the tray on her table, Shizune turns her eyes to Tsunade-sama. She instantly frowns, and the older woman knows that she has been had.

“Tsunade-sama, you don’t look well, and you’re sweating a lot. Are you sick?” Shizune lifts an arm in an attempt to check her sensei’s temperature, but she dodges it.