I opened my eyes as the sharp rays of the early morning sun cut through the heavy bedroom curtains.
The harsh light revealed the messy tangle of sheets, completely exposing our naked bodies.
I was completely bare, my thick ten-inch dick standing rigidly upright beneath the morning quilt, lifting the heavy fabric like a tall tent right between my legs.
Wrapped tightly around me were two slender, milky-white arms, anchoring her body against my right side.
Inori was completely naked, her soft, platinum-blonde head pressed firmly against my chest while her smooth, bare legs were draped possessively over mine, resting just below the base of my throbbing, upright dick.
Looking down at her, I remembered the digital system notification from last night.
With her mind 97% hypnotized and her mental defenses completely shattered by the extreme vulnerability, she was now a perfect, obedient doll who would blindly listen to my every word from this moment onward.
Suddenly, Inori's long eyelashes fluttered, and her glazed teal eyes opened.
Finding herself staring directly at the Hokage, a rush of color flooded her cheeks. She got intensely shy all of a sudden, her small head digging deeper into my chest to hide her burning face.
Her bare, melon-like boobs flattened against my ribs, the soft friction instantly causing my dick to harden even more beneath the quilt.
Seeing the proud Yamanaka heiress reduced to such cute, helpless behavior only fueled my satisfaction.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Suddenly, the loud, familiar voice of Kushina, my mother, echoed from the hallway outside.
"Naruto! Wake up, it is time for breakfast!
Naruto... I am coming in!"
The heavy footsteps approached the door. I snapped into action, my voice dropping into a sharp, commanding whisper.
"Inori, get inside the closet, fast!"
Even in her dazed state, her hypnotized subconscious responded instantly to my command.
Inori blinked and bolted out of the bed with incredible speed.
Her large, heavy breasts swayed wildly in the morning light as her bare, milky-white thighs blurred across the room.
She threw open the closet door and slipped inside, shutting it quietly just as the doorknob turned.
I immediately sank back into the mattress, closing my eyes and pretending to be fast asleep.
I lay there completely naked, the heavy quilt draped over my rigid, ten-inch length so that the fabric stood straight up like a massive pyramid right between my legs.
Click.
Kushina stepped further into the sunlit bedroom, her gaze immediately landing on the bed.
"Naruto, honestly, you're always sleeping in," she sighed softly, walking closer to the mattress.
As she neared, she noticed the covers had slipped slightly down my torso, exposing my sharply defined, rigid abs.
But what truly caught her attention was the way the heavy morning quilt was lifted high in the air, tented upward in a stark, vertical shape right between my legs.
She blinked, staring at the elevated fabric with a look of pure curiosity, completely baffled by what could possibly be holding the thick blanket up like a pyramid.
"What in the world is this...?" she muttered under her breath, leaning forward.
Wanting to clear the mystery, Kushina reached out and grabbed the edge of the blanket, pulling the quilt off with one quick, fluid motion.
"Naruto, wake up, my dear..."
The words died instantly in her throat. Kushina froze completely, her entire body locking up in absolute shock.
With the covers pulled away, my completely naked body was laid bare, revealing the massive, ten-inch length of my dick standing rigidly upright toward the ceiling.
Her eyes widened into dinner plates as she stared directly at the towering pyramid of flesh, taking in the sight of the thick, bulging veins running up the shaft and the broad, raw purple tip glistening in the bright morning light.
Kushina's breath caught in her throat as her mind completely locked up, her eyes glued to the towering, rigid length exposed before her.
A flush of heat rushed to her face, her thoughts spinning into a daze of disbelief.
'Oh my god, what is this beast...?' she thought frantically, her heart hammering against her ribs. 'This makes Minato's look like a baby... his wasn't even half of this...'
The sheer scale of the thick, veiny dick standing upright in the morning light completely mesmerized her.
Driven by a sudden, involuntary curiosity that overrode her judgment, her hand trembled slightly as she slowly lowered her fingers toward the broad, pulsing head.
Her index finger crept closer until it lightly grazed the very tip, wanting only to feel the intense heat radiating from the steel-hard skin.
The moment her finger brushed the sensitive tip, the rigid length throbbed violently in response, a bead of clear fluid welling up at the tip.
Kushina gasped, her hand flinching back slightly, though her eyes remained entirely locked on the pulsating, veiny steel.
I cracked one eye open just a fraction of a millimeter, maintaining my breathing to pretend I was still asleep while observing her through the slit.
'What is my mom doing right now...?' I thought, a dark thrill coursing through my veins.
The raw sight of Kushina, standing over my bed with a deeply flushed face and staring intently at my exposed length, sent a massive jolt of adrenaline through my system.
The intense, forbidden taboo of the situation hit me all at once, causing my dick to harden even further, throbbing fiercely under her mesmerized gaze.
Driven by that intense, overwhelming curiosity, Kushina stood frozen by the side of the bed for another breathless second before her maternal instincts and common sense slammed back into place like a tidal wave.
'What am I doing?! He's my son!' her mind screamed in a panic.
A deep, burning crimson flooded her face all the way to her ears. Moving with frantic, jerky speed, she yanked the morning quilt back up, flinging it over my naked body in a desperate hurry to hide the towering beast from her sight.
The heavy fabric tented upward once more, a stark outline beneath the blanket.
I shifted slightly beneath the mattress, deliberately letting my gaze track over Kushina's silhouette in the morning light.
Her most notably her vibrant, ankle-length scarlet hair falling over her shoulders.
Her fair complexion was heavily flushed, framing a sharply defined face and large, deep violet eyes that were entirely wide with shock.
Even in her casual household attire, her build remained athletic yet highly feminine, featuring a distinct hourglass silhouette with a full bust and rounded, shapely hips.
The raw sight of her standing there with such a mature, authoritative presence while looking down at me sent a massive jolt of adrenaline through my system.
The intense, forbidden taboo of the situation hit me all at once, causing my dick to harden even further, throbbing fiercely under her mesmerized gaze.
The visual restriction of the blanket didn't stop the deliberate movement; my lower torso twitched slightly, causing the rigid length beneath the quilt to throb forcefully against the fabric.
The sudden internal pressure gave the heavy blanket a visible, distinct tug forward.
Kushina's eyes snapped directly to the movement, her breath hitching slightly in her throat as she witnessed the unmistakable reaction.
For a second, the room grew dead silent.
Catching herself before the panic could show on her face, Kushina cleared her throat loudly, forcing her eyes upward to lock onto the wall behind my head.
She smoothed down her apron with trembling hands, desperately pretending she hadn't noticed a thing.
"Just... hurry up and come downstairs for breakfast," she muttered, turning on her heel with a quick, rushed step to exit the bedroom, closing the door firmly behind her
As her footsteps retreated down the hallway, her mind was in an absolute whirl, her heart hammering against her ribs.
'Did... did his dick just show a reaction seeing me?' she thought, her cheeks burning a deep crimson as she gripped the hallway railing.
A strange, unfamiliar warmth bloomed deep within her chest, a sudden spark of validation that caught her entirely off guard.
She shook her head rapidly, trying to dismiss the thought, yet a small, subconscious trace of satisfaction remained.
Even if she felt guilty for thinking it, a part of her felt a deep sense of relief and quiet happiness knowing that someone could still desire her so intensely, proving to herself that she hadn't simply grown old and invisible.
Inside the bedroom, the moment the heavy wooden door clicked shut and Kushina's footsteps faded down the hallway, the closet door slowly creaked open.
Inori stepped out into the morning light, her pale, naked body still shivering slightly from the lingering exhaustion of the night.
However, her glazed teal eyes were wide, fixed on me with a mixture of dazed awe and absolute submission.
Having watched the entire interaction through the narrow crack of the closet door, she had witnessed every single detail, from the moment Kushina pulled back the quilt to the hesitant, trembling touch of her fingers against the erect tip of my dick.
"Master..." Inori whispered, her voice low and thoroughly rewired by the hypnosis.
She walked back toward the edge of the bed with slow, deliberate steps, her mind completely devoid of any judgment or resistance.
To her thoroughly conditioned psyche, whatever the Hokage desired was absolute law, and witnessing the interaction had only deepened her perception of my absolute dominance.
She knelt by the side of the mattress, looking up at me with complete devotion.
"Your mother...Kushina-sama, she was completely mesmerized by you. She couldn't even take her eyes off it."
I ran a hand through my hair, a cold, calculating smirk playing on my lips as I looked down at her.
The fact that Inori had witnessed the exchange didn't complicate things; it cemented them.
Her broken mental state meant she was now the perfect silent accomplice, an asset who would observe, report, and assist in expanding the boundaries of my control without a single shred of hesitation.
But Kushina wasn't the immediate priority.
There was another target required to fully lock down the clan.
"Good," I replied, my voice calm and unyielding as I reached out to tilt her chin upward.
"But before we deal with this household, we have another flower to pluck. I want you to be perfectly ready, Inori, because very soon, you are going to help me claim your mother, Ino."
A slight, instinctual shiver ran through her at the mention of her mother, but the heavy layers of hypnosis immediately smoothed over any rising resistance.
Her glazed teal eyes locked onto mine, any lingering familial attachment completely overwritten by her absolute loyalty to me.
"Yes, Master," she murmured instantly, her expression turning entirely blank and compliant. "I will do whatever you command. I will help you take her."
A sudden, dark flush of color crept up her neck as a strange, twisted layer of excitement ran through her mind.
Under the heavy influence of the hypnosis, her thoughts warped entirely, the sheer thrill of total submission bleeding into her perception of reality.
She looked down at the floor, a soft, breathless whisper escaping her lips as her subverted imagination caught fire.
"To see you break her... to watch the Hokage take my mother right in front of my father, Sai... he won't be able to do a single thing to stop you," she murmured, her chest heaving slightly as the ultimate humiliation of her family became a source of intoxicating anticipation for her fractured mind.
"Excellent," I said, a cold, predatory smile spreading across my face as I watched her sink deeper into the depravity of her conditioning.
"Now get dressed and return to the room Sarada's sleeping. Act normal and wait for my command."
Without another word, Inori gathered her clothes from the floor, her movements fluid and silent as she slipped them on, completely dedicated to her new role as my eyes and ears inside the Yamanaka clan, eager for the day her mother would be forced into the exact same ruin.
AN: .com/Ark_C69