As soon as Kenji read the system interface floating before him, his breath hitched.
How the hell am I supposed to get a handjob from Hinata? She's supposed to be my adoptive mother, Kenji thought, carefully shifting his posture to ensure the noticeable bulge pressing against his fabric wasn't completely obvious.
He stood frozen as the embrace continued, the faint, sweet scent of her lavender soap filling his nose.
Her chest remained pressed firmly against his face and chest. After about ten excruciating seconds, Hinata finally pulled back, resting her hands on his shoulders with a radiant expression.
Her excitement was palpable. The boy who had been completely non-verbal for three months had finally spoken his first words in her care. To her, today felt like a complete miracle.
"I have to tell Naruto as soon as he gets back from his mission," Hinata said, her eyes shining with warmth. "I'll make a huge feast tonight to celebrate!"
She bounced slightly on her toes in her excitement, the movement causing her tits to sway beneath the thin, baggy white shirt. Kenji couldn't tear his eyes away from the clear outline of her body.
Calming herself down, Hinata noticed him staring in his usual dazed manner. "Did you go to the bathroom yet, Kenji? If not, come on, let me take you."
Without waiting for a response, she reached out, took his hand and began leading him down the hallway toward the bathroom.
Kenji felt like he was on the verge of exploding from pure arousal. As Hinata walked a step ahead of him, holding his hand, his view was filled with her bare, smooth legs and the gentle curve of her hips wrapped only in thin blue silk panties.
Suddenly, a second blue status panel flashed into existence right before his eyes.
[New Mission Triggered]
Objective: Slap Hinata's butt.
Reward: 1 Skill Upgrade Card
Kenji stared at the screen, a mischievous thought taking root. Is this system intentionally feeding me these kinds of tasks?
He glanced at the objective, then back at Hinata's soft, exposed hips moving in front of him.
Who cares about the technicalities? She's not blood-related anyway. If I complete this and get the Skill Upgrade Card, I can use it on the Mind Manipulation skill once I finish the main mission. He justified the action quickly. Besides, she thinks I'm developmental delayed. She'll just assume I'm testing my motor skills.
Gathering his composure, Kenji raised his free left hand while his right hand remained loosely in Hinata's grip. He targeted the plush curve beneath her thin blue underwear and let his hand swing forward, landing a firm slap right across her rear.
Slap!
The crisp sound echoed through the quiet hallway, the impact causing her soft cheek to jiggle slightly. Hinata stopped dead in her tracks and spun around, her eyes wide with absolute shock.
"Kenji... did you just use your hand?" she gasped, completely bypassing any offense at the action itself. All her attention was fixated on the fact that he was finally showing voluntary physical movement.
Seeing her reaction, Kenji tilted his head, playing along with his cover. He let his voice drop into a slow, questioning stutter. "S-Slap...?"
Hinata's face lit up with pure joy. "Yes! Slap! Can you understand what I'm saying?"
Kenji simply stared back blankly, offering no further response to maintain his act. Hinata let out a soft, affection-filled sigh the a smile appeared on her face. "At least there's progress..."
Turning back around, she resumed guiding him the rest of the way to the door.
At that exact moment, a gentle notification chimed in Kenji's mind. The blue screen updated instantly.
[Mission Completed: Slap Hinata's butt]
Reward: 1 Skill Upgrade Card (Stored in Inventory)
Yes! Kenji celebrated internally, his eyes glued back onto her figure. Now all I need to do is get through the main mission to acquire Mind Manipulation. Once I upgrade that skill, things are going to get very interesting.
Hinata opened the bathroom door and gently ushered him inside, positioning him directly in front of the toilet bowl. Kenji stood still, maintaining his helpless, vacant expression.
"Hmm, still no initiative on this part, huh?" Hinata muttered softly to herself.
Stepping closer, she reached down to his waist, caught the elastic band of his shorts and pulled them down to his knees because Kenji wasn't wearing any underwear, his rock-hard, eight-inch erection immediately sprang free, pointing straight forward in the dimly lit bathroom.
Kenji's heart slammed against his chest. Shit... what now?
Hinata's eyes fell upon his throbbing length, her expression freezing for a brief second. A deep flush crept up her neck and onto her cheeks as she looked the size of his shaft.
"He's getting so big..." she whispered involuntarily, her cheeks burning. "No wonder his height hasn't been growing much... it's all going down there..."
Realizing what she had just murmured aloud, Hinata quickly brought a hand to her burning cheek, shaking her head frantically. A-Ah! Hinata, what are you saying?! He's your step-son!
Shaking off her stray thoughts, she looked up at Kenji's passive face and pointed toward the toilet. "Pee, Kenji. Go ahead."
Kenji remained standing there, playing completely dumb.
Hinata sighed softly. "Still nothing..."
She stepped closer, placing herself right beside him. Reaching out with a slightly trembling, warm hand, she gently took hold of his thick, erect shaft to aim it downward toward the bowl.
The moment her soft skin wrapped around his hot flesh, a wave of intense pleasure shot straight up Kenji's spine. He gritted his teeth to keep from groaning aloud.
Her hands are so soft... and warm, Kenji thought, watching her blush deepen as she held his full length. Let's see how far she's willing to go.
After waiting a few moments with no result, Hinata looked up at his face in confusion. "What's wrong, Kenji? Why aren't you peeing?"
Kenji kept his expression completely blank, refusing to move a muscle.
Come on... stroke it, Kenji urged her mentally, pushing his hips forward a fraction of an inch. Just give me a few strokes so I can finish and trigger the reward.
Hinata noticed the rigid tension in his shaft. It was completely rock hard, refusing to relax. She looked down at the monstrous eight-inch length resting in her palm, unable to prevent the comparison from crossing her mind. It's... it's even bigger than Naruto's...
She swallowed hard, her heart was racing. "Are you... are you stuck because you're hard?"
She stood there in deep hesitation, her inner thoughts conflicting violently. What am I supposed to do? Do I have to help him relieve it so he can go?
A heavy crimson blush spread across her face. The sheer absurdity of the situation made her core heat up but looking at Kenji's handsome, innocent-looking face, her protective motherly instincts warped her judgment.
He's my son now... he doesn't know any better and he's in discomfort. How can I just leave him suffering like this? she reasoned, attempting to justify the mounting heat in her own belly.
Making up her mind, Hinata set her hesitation aside. She wrapped her fingers firmly around the base of his thick, pulsing shaft and began sliding her warm palm slowly up toward the flared tip.
The moment her skin glided over his sensitive glans, Kenji let out a low, muffled gasp, his breath catching in his throat.
Fuck... yes! This is absolute heaven... Kenji thought, his toes curling against the bathroom tile as he allowed her soft hand to begin a steady, rhythmically sliding motion over his 8 inch cock.