Lupin III Kunoichi
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The story is placed in manga/anime Naruto. The only difference from the story is that all characters start mature.
“Today the genin exam's will commence.” your teacher states. “Your exam starts now!”
Finally, after years of learning, you are about to earn your own forehead protector! Finally, you will stop playing ninja – you will be the real thing! All around you, your classmates think exactly the same – they can't hide their smiles and anticipation! Finally, you will be the proud genin of
[A1] Otogakure (Village Hidden by Sound)
[A2] Kusagakure (Village Hidden in the Grass)
[A3] Amegakure (Village Hidden by Rain)
[A4] Yukigakure (Village Hidden Among Snow)
[A5]write in
You look at the test sheet lying before you and smile as you quickly start filling it up.
[B1]The test is quite easy. (you are quite knowledgeable)
[B2]You have problems with it, but you manage. (you are quite smart)
[B3]The written part of the exam is quite difficult for you. (you concentrated on physical aspect of training)
Next part is a practical test during which your taijutsu (hand to hand combat), genjutsu (illusions) and ninjutsu (energy techniques) are evaluated. While you can perform the basic 3 academy jutsu without a problem (transformation, bunshin and substitution), you mastered one additional technique which you hid from the instructors.
[C1] dancer’s advance technique – a strong combo of three hand strikes, followed by two kicks (taijutsu)
[C2] sand spear technique – harden the sand in front of your feet and lunch it in forward direction in form of large spike (ninjutsu)
[C3] snap technique – a technique causes the victim to see a glint in the corner of her eye, diverting her attention for a moment, before deciding – in most civilian and low shinobi cases - it was just her imagination (genjutsu)
[C4] write in {low level technique}
Then your throwing skill was tested. While you performed alright, you excelled in throwing
[D1] kunai (knives)
[D2] shuriken (stars)
[D3] senbon (needles)
[D4] write in
After that part done you sit and wait for the last part of exam – seduction and sexual prowess. You lick your lips as you think on the subject. You have learned much of art of seduction, as well as countless sexual techniques – you are really looking forward to putting them into practice. But of course there is a darker side of this lesson - you and your classmates heard countless stories of captured kunoichi and shinobi changed respectively into breeding stock and sperm sacks – all to capture enemy's bloodlines. Hell you and your classmates even exchanged your fantasies of capturing or being captured by enemy.
Your main subject of your fantasies are
[E1]shinobi
[E2]kunoichi
[E3]both, shinobi and kunoichi
In fantasies, in scenarios you are captured, you are
[F1] used sexually by enemy, until your mind and body breaks and
[F2] sexually interrogated and tortured, until you break and you betray all of the village secrets to the enemy and
[F3] bound and used as a breeder, for years giving birth to enemy, until your womb becomes barren and
[F4] write in
you are killed. Of course, you would prefer to survive, but betraying your village is not an option and escaping a group of enemy ninja has a low chance of success. So death is the most probable outcome of this fantasies.
In scenarios were you captured enemy you
[G1] used them sexually, until their minds and bodies were broken, after which you
[G2] sexually interrogated and tortured them, until they broken and told you all their secrets, after which
[G3] bound them and used them as breeders for village, for years, until they bodies broken, after which
[G4] write in
you dispatched them. Through, in some scenarios you actually managed to turn an enemy to serve your village.
“Ok,” you turn to one of the examiners “The prospective shinobi follow me for the next part of the exam. The kunoichi will be taken for their part individually.”
You watch as boys get up and follow instructor out of the class.
“Why are you still here trash? You are not going to pass anyway.”
You look at the person who spoke.
Your classmate, Ishino Sumi, is an attractive blond. She keeps her hair in a loose bun, her face is subtlety covered with makeup, sans her lips, which are covered with bloody red lipstick. She wears a body mesh which covered her torso, her arms and her tights. She also wore a short, long sleeved gray battle kimono showing off plenty of her cleavage, which she has tied with a black obi. Her sandals are kunoichi's standard open-toed sandals with high heels. Her clothes done everything to emphasize her female features - her bountiful breasts, her grabbable ass, her attractive face. You were fighting with that bitch for last two years and sometimes it got really ugly. The source of your conflict is quite petty –
[H1] you used her as a one-night stand
[H2] she’s your former girlfriend
[H3] you slept with her boyfriend
[H4] write in
Now you hate each other with a passion. You
[I1] say nothing
[I2] sneer at her “Shut up!”
[I3] smile “I would worry about yourself, bitch.”
[I4] smile and say "What a coincidence! I was just about to ask you the exact same thing!"
[I5] write in.
and proceed to ignore her… but Ishino's words hurt you a little.
You are a
[J1] tall
[J2] of average height
[J3] short
[K1] voluptuous
[K2] slender
[K3] write in
woman with
[L1] shoulder long
[L2] waist long
[L3] knee long
[M1] blond {white in case of tanned skin}
[M2] black
[M3] write in
hair and
[N1] tanned
[N2] pink
[N3] creamy white
[N4] write in
skin. As majority of prospective kunoichi, you used chakra to enhance the growth of your breasts, leaving you with pair of
[O1] bountiful (D-cup)
[O2] big (E-cup)
[O3] enormous (F-cup)
globes of flesh. On your
[P1] naked
[P2] covered with mesh shirt
[P3] write in
torso you wear standard academy student’s short, long-sleeved, battle kimono (showing off your cleavage), tied with wide obi. While your lower body is
[Q1] covered with crotchless mesh covering your thighs
[Q2] covered with crotchless mesh covering your thighs and calves
[Q3] write in
You
[R1] wear thongs
[R2] wear loin clothes.
[R3] write in
On your feet, you wear standard open-toed, high-heeled,
[S1] ankle-strapped
[S2] knee-high
[S3] thigh-high
Sandals.
The girls are taken by instructors, one by one from the classroom. Finally, after two hours, one of the instructors calls you and leads you to an empty classroom with a single table inside, then turns to you.
“OK, one important duty of the ninja is to make sure that the bloodlines will stay in the village. Your ability to control yourself will be tested now. You will be tied to the table, blindfolded and gagged. This is to protect the identity of your tester - civilian man of the village. He will fuck you – your job is to last as long as possible and make your partner cum as much as possible. I don't have to say that getting pregnant, will result in you repeating the year. Now, get on the table!”
After you lie on your back on the desk, your hands and legs are quickly tied to the desk's legs. A blindfold is put over your eyes and a bit gag forced into your mouth.
It doesn't take a long time for you to feel a hand traveling over your chest. Your test has begun.
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When we brought Ron home from the bus depot that day I dragged him straight up to my room and locked the door. We didn't come out until the next morning — Christmas morning! WOW! What a Christmas Eve that was. Ron had been saving up for me for two months. I think he came more times that night than on our first honeymoon night. I know I was insatiable. Christmas in his family was always very quiet, with beautiful hymns, Bible readings, and inexpensive presents that were unwrapped one at a...
The trip to Chicago was long, but filled with exhilarating and blissful dreams. They were dreams of the unbelievable night I had just lived, but also dreams of nights to come with Ron. I felt a twinge of sadness that I would have to keep the last night in San Antonio a secret from Ron; he would never be able to accept it; but the twinge was overwhelmed by the soaring joy I felt in my life. I climbed off the train in Chicago only to find to my astonishment that I was indoors, in a huge hall....
Lav groaned as she opened her eyes. It was still dark but she could hear Nilsen moving around in his room. He wasn't being overt about it but she guessed he was making just enough noise to wake her. He probably thought she might be having a difficult time of it this morning and he was too right! Although she didn't feel anywhere near as bad as she had when she awakened after taking the drug, it still felt like her body had been used as a practice target for half the student body at the...
"So, just what is going on with you two?" Demeter asked as they strolled on the street next to the wharfs. "What do you mean?" Nilsen responded innocently. "You know exactly what I mean," Demeter scolded. "You and that too-tall woman walking along behind us. She hasn't said half a dozen words to you all day and from the looks she's given you she'd rather slit your throat than listen to the words coming out of it. What'd you do? Jump in her bed when she wasn't expecting it? Maybe...
For the next ten-day Nilsen mended and bitched, while being restricted to the confines of the townhouse. It wasn't so bad the first three days; he didn't feel like doing much except sitting around, resting and reading. Lavender was fairly bored with the inactivity also. She sparred with the guards and Demeter but other than as a form of exercise it didn't occupy her overly much. Unsurprisingly, nobody there was anywhere near Nilsen's ability and without him to test her limits, her...
Nilsen awoke very early the next morning feeling refreshed and very good, that was until he rolled over and saw Lavender huddled in a chair next to the bed. As impossible as it seemed she actually looked small as she hunched down, looking at him through hair that hung lankly over her face and around her face. The good feeling evaporated immediately and he sighed. Closing his eyes momentarily he wondered if he could possibly make this go away by ignoring it? He couldn't. Opening his eyes...
"I don't know about all the secrets of the universe," Nilsen said slowly, looking at his bodyguard with something akin to awe. "But it would certainly help us figure out a lot of what has been done already. Lav, you say your people have three of these readers, working?" "Three that I know of," she said uncomfortably. Fobie jumped up and without a word ran out of the room. "How is that possible?" Deimie demanded. "We have seen hundreds of these readers, but none of them...
"Nonsense!" Jarrah gasped. ""I will be nobody's wife, let alone that blow-hard brother of ours! Do you hear this, May? Can you believe this?" All eyes turned to Makro who, while looking a little stunned, didn't appear to be particularly disturbed or outraged. "Jar," she said slowly. "You have always said you would be no man's servant, no one's sex toy and I don't remember anyone ever telling you that you had to. So why the vehemence? All you have to do is say no. It doesn't...