Boruto wish mistake

Boruto's life as the son of the Hokage was pretty difficult, at least in certain senses. While Boruto had a loving mother and doting younger sister, along with several friends in the village. What he yearned for most, though was the attention of his father.

Naruto Uzumaki, the father of Boruto, was the leader and protector of the Leaf Village, and had very many responsibilities that kept him from being there. Whether it was paperwork, talking to other village leaders, or meetings having to do with safety and mission status. All of those factors only served to make Boruto more and more bitter, though, while he loved his dad, he only thought about how little he got to see him.

As he sat in his home's dining room one day while they waited for dinner time, he heard his mother reading to Himawari about a family of kitsunes. The book had apparently been written by another author Jiraiya once knew, who had gotten some hints from the Sannin of legend.

While he felt a little silly, given that he was too old for fairytales, Boruto was still happy to listen to the story. In it, the story detailed a family of kitsune who all lived in a village together. Listening, Boruto could hear Himawari laughing, but he was still rather caught up in his own feelings of angst.

For Boruto specifically, he tried brooding, but he listened in nonetheless. As he listened he heard Hinata talk to her about a family of kitsunes who lived in a happy little forest village, and two kits who had caring and doting parents.

As he listened, in the back of Boruto's mind, he couldn't help but think about his own family and his wants for them, especially since Naruto was around so little.

"So did they live together happily every day?" Himawari asked Hinata.

Peeking in, Boruto saw that Hinata was nodding as she turned a page. She then patted Himawari's head, her fingers brushing through her hair. "That's right, and it looks like after awhile the mom kitsune and dad kitsune both had plenty more children too."

"That would be really nice," Himawari said, imagining it as she looked up at Hinata. "I would love to be a big sister someday, then I can be a good example just like Boruto is with me."

"Oh, my little Himawari, you're always a good example. I know you would probably do great for any other little ones."

As Boruto started to think about the story itself, his focus became about how nice it would be to have Naruto around. About then he noticed that dinner was starting to boil over, the pot on the stove rattling some. "Hey, mom, the food is starting to overheat."

Boruto's words reached the ears of Hinata as she looked and gasped. "Oh, it is. I need to get it." Heading over there in a hurry.

On his end, Boruto sat down at the table, letting the story sit in the back of his mind. Looking over at the empty chair where Naruto was supposed to sit, he waited until the food was ready and he ate with the rest of his family. Even though he didn't consciously think about the story, it remained in the back of his mind, even as he ate the warm, delicious stew that Hinata had prepared for them.

Once Boruto's belly was full, he went upstairs to clean up for the night, with the last of the day's lights faded and dusk settled. Even then, Boruto was pretty sure Naruto would be gone long after he was asleep, if not even when the young ninja woke up.

The shinobi was soon in his own bed, laying down under his covers and staring out towards the stars through his window. Seeing each one glow bright, Boruto found himself watching as it started to fall, just as he was falling asleep. With a loud, long yawn, he closed his eyes and started to fall asleep, but not before he made a wish. Half-remembering the tale that his mother had told to Himawari, Boruto found himself whispering under his breath. "I wish...things were like that story, even a little...I wish dad was around and...we all lived...like those kitsune."

With a final, long yawn, Boruto fell into a deep sleep, the star he wished upon having disappeared from sight. Even as his mutterings became lost to his own memories, their effects would have more ramifications than Boruto could have ever anticipated.

The next day, when Boruto woke up, he was surprised when his room looked far different from what he remembered. For the first part of the changes, he came to realize that there was no longer a window for him to look outside of. Instead, light came from above. Several roof windows showed him the light above, and even trees towering high.

"Huh? What gives with all this..." Boruto asked, confused as he stared onwards. It took him a little bit to rise, seeing that his own room was more stark too. The walls looked almost like solidified dirt, similar to burrows. Getting up, Boruto went to look for his clothing, only to discover he had none. With no clothes anywhere so far as he could see, he felt embarrassed, but with time's passage he knew he couldn't stay in the room all day, especially if he was going to figure out what was going on.

Finally, covering his privates, Boruto went to where the door was, only to see it was yet another burrow. Crawling within, Boruto soon found himself in the living room area, although the furniture seemed less ornate, somehow simpler. Looking around, he also saw Himawari and two younger children, both of whom had hair and traits like them and their parents, and all of them nude.

"Himawari, what's going on? What happened to the house?" Boruto asked, trying to avert his gaze to her nudity.

"Boruto, what do you mean? And what's a house?" Himawari asked. "Are you playing a game?"

"No, I'm not, and who're these two? Family of ours?" Boruto asked.

"Yeah, these kits are Hikari and Nasu." Himawari tilted her head. "Are you feeling okay, big brother?"

"Um...Yeah." Boruto got a strange feeling. He could tell Himawari thought everything was normal, even though things were far from it. As Boruto was thinking, though, he could hear the sounds of heavy breathing and talking.

"Hah...Oh, Naruto..."

Boruto, hearing his father's name also heard the sound of the Hokage breathing heavily. Eager to see his father, he looked around the corner, only to wind up shocked and startled when he saw his parents out in the open, the both of them having sex.

Boruto stared on, transfixed with shock. He saw Hinata was on all fours, her bottom raised high and panting heavily. She was red faced, her mouth open as she was plowed into, her fingers dug into the dirt beneath her.

Meanwhile, Boruto also saw that Naruto was on the other side behind her, thrusting and plowing into her from behind. The Hokage was lacking in a certain measure of tenderness, thoughtfulness, instead rutting wildly and roughly, it was the first time Boruto had even seen Naruto and Hinata being intimate, if it could even be called such. Instead, the two of them were fucking wildly, with Naruto pushing her down while he kept pressing in wildly. Somehow the way he panted reminded Boruto of a dog in heat, with him seeing just how feral the two acted.

After several minutes, the two of them were slowing down, but Boruto caught sight of both Naruto's seed and Hinata's juices dripping to the floor. Finally, it ended with both Naruto and Hinata finishing, with Naruto withdrawing and staying on all fours for a time, as did Hinata.

"Mom? Dad?" Boruto asked nervously, but he was interrupted by Himawari coming in with the two younger children.

"Oh, boy, are we gonna get new kits?" Himawari asked, excited.

Neither Naruto nor Hinata said anything, both of them breathing heavily.

Boruto could see that Hinata was settling crawlng, or rather, padding about until she curled up off to the side and settled, breathing in and out as she tried to get calmer.

Boruto began to wonder what was going on, when he caught sight of something strange, specifically, he realized that Hinata was spreading her legs and readying herself for something else. Both feeling fearful and curious, he watched on, hearing Hinata grunt and start to let out small yelps. Turning to see how the rest of his family was reacting to it all, Boruto could see that Naruto was watching attentively, eager to see how things would end, while Himawari and the two younger ones seemed giddy and excited.

A few more moments passed before, finally, Hinata let out a pant, and then letting out several final moans. About then, there was the sound of splashing as water came out, and several infants along with the water, all of them sliding down harmlessly on the ground.

Utterly bewildered, Boruto saw the infants begin to cry and move on their own, the whole sight unnatural to him as he tried to make sense of it, yet finding himself unable to. Instead, he saw Naruto go near and help to ensure the newborns were alright before Hinata took them, two of them feeding immediately before Naruto held the third.

"We'll need to make sure the runt feeds before those two get too much. We want our kits to all grow strong," Naruto mused as he cradled the youngest newborn.

"What the hell is all of this?" Boruto asked himself under his breath while watching on in horror. One by one, though, the new children were fed before the parts of the ground where the fluids were were covered by more dirt.

Composing herself, Hinata handed the two fed infants to Naruto before taking the youngest one and letting him suckle from Hinata. Casting his gaze to Boruto and the others, Naruto smiled. "Guess we'll need to name the new little ones soon."

"Yay, I can't wait!" Himawari cheered quite happily. "I'll keep being a great example to them."

"I know. Once we're done with them and the other kits, then you and your big brother can feed."

Boruto remained confused, but as he watched it all go on, with Hinata breast feeding the others as well, until they finally got done feeding. By then, Boruto and Himawari were left, with Hinata sitting and waiting for them.

Boruto, however, wasn't quite ready to engage in such behavior, especially with it bewildering him as it did. "Umm, I think I'll have something normal."

"What do you mean by that?" Hinata asked, genuinely confused.

Boruto realized that the others either didn't remember reality as he did or were somehow turned into more feral kinds of beings. He couldn't quite figure out how to best address the problem, but saw an expectant look on Hinata's face.

Realizing that he needed to at least play along for awhile, Boruto went near, with Himawari bounding ahead, immediately going to Hinata and suckle from her breast as if she was still a newborn. The sight made Boruto remain hesitant, even as Naruto started to laugh.

"It looks like Boruto is definitely getting ready to go out and find some mates of his own. He must be feeling shy about still being treated like a kit."

"Maybe, but he'll always be my kit," Hinata said adoringly. "Come, Boruto. You need your strength at least to find a worthy mate."

"Um...s-sure?" Boruto replied. Realizing he likely wasn't going to get out of the situation without giving in, he knelt down and felt Hinata place her palm on the back of his head. Pushed in, he found himself suckling from her breast. Despite his embarrassment, Boruto was able to taste plenty of milk coming out, somehow feeling his mind slide to a natural state where he wasn't thinking about the oddity, but instead giving in to a sense of natural complacency.

For a time, Boruto continued to suckle without thinking too much about it, feeling the creamy, smooth substance slide down his tongue and into his gullet. Eventually, he finished, as did Himawari before Hinata held them both. "Huh?"

"Before you two go out you need to be groomed too."

"Groomed?" Boruto repeated, confused, but as he had gotten a feeling for how things were going it dawned on him what she meant. "W-wait, you can't be serious!"

"Come on, Boruto, you can't go around looking filthy; You'll never get a mate that way," Naruto chided.

Boruto wanted to raise a complaint, but in the end it was useless as Hinata began to groom him, her tongue licking off stray dust and grime from his body.

Boruto was startled as he felt Hinata lick him all over, her tongue being used to clean him. Unlike with the milk drinking, it was still alien to him, filling him with a sense of discomfort as he tried to get out of it.

Off to the side, Naruto began to chuckle. "I don't think I've seen you fuss this much since you were little. What's gotten into you?"

Boruto wanted to say something, but couldn't. As easy as it would be to say that everything was wrong, the whole world around him had changed, and even if he did tell them there was a chance they would think something was wrong with him or otherwise stop him and keep him from going free.

After about a half hour, Boruto was at last clean, feeling relief that he could finally move freely. "Ah, finally, it's over."

"Yes, now you can go about your day. Your mother and I should be here watching over the others," Naruto said.

Hearing Naruto's words, Boruto paused and looked at him. "Wait, so you're not going to go work as the Hokage?"

"Hokage?" Naruto repeated, as if the words were alien to him. "No, I'm more interested in making sure that my pack is nice and safe. Even if we lead this area, I feel as though your mother and siblings will be safest with me home."

Boruto, despite all of the oddities going on, felt his heart warm when he heard that his father would still be around and that he would keep watch over them. As he smiled softly, he looked at the exit to the den. "I guess I better get going. I'll see you when I get back, dad."

"Alright, just don't stay out too long, son."

Listening to him, Boruto found the exit to the strange den that had replaced his home and climbed out, looking around and seeing that what used to be the village as far as he knew looked much more like a forest clearing, with several faintly trod paths and mounds meant to designate where dens were. Boruto could see that no buildings remained. Instead there was only a plethora of trees and the sounds of birds. In the distance, where the mountain of the Hokages once was there was instead a fairly normal looking mountain range.

Seeing it filled Boruto with curiosity as he felt strange about the fact that he was outside in the nude. Looking around, he could see others who were doing the same. None of them were even remotely bothered by their own nudity. Boruto could see some of them very openly trying to catch grasshoppers for some reason while others plucked berries from bushes in the vicinity.

The whole host of sights gave Boruto pause as he tried to figure out how to best blend in and figure out what was going on. He tried to think back and remember if anything odd was causing things. Because his wish upon the star had happened as he was sleeping, the memory never fully formed in Boruto's mind. As a result he was at a loss, thinking at first that it might be some kind of genjutsu. Focusing to try a release jutsu, Boruto realized he couldn't focus his chakra. In fact, he couldn't feel it at all. Bewildered, Boruto tried to use jutsu again, but his efforts were for naught. Whatever the strange new world was, it wasn't working off the same rules as the one he knew, as it seemed to no longer even be a world of ninja.

Trying to make sense of everything going on, Boruto decided to look around for a familiar face in hopes that he could get a sense of how others acted in this world, though he had an overwhelming feeling it would be the same as before. Eventually, he caught sight of both Chocho and Sarada, the two of them talking and walking together. Boruto found himself covering his eyes the moment that he realized the both of them were naked too, with Sarada only keeping her glasses.

Boruto, however, was seen by them and they started to approach him.

"Boruto, there you are," Sarada said, striding near. "We were wondering when you would show up."

"It's about time, too, I was starting to get hungry," Chocho added. "We were waiting on you to eat with us."

"Hey, now we actually can," Sarada said consolingly. Turning to look back at Boruto she smiled. "And now we have a companion, too."

Boruto found himself growing more and more confused. So far as he could tell something was different about the two of them, but beyond their lack of clothes. How they behaved and the way they spoke made Boruto himself feel uneasy, stimulated in a way he didn't expect. "Um...S-sure? But where are we supposed to eat at?"

Both of them gave him a strange look, as if they were unsure if Boruto was being serious or not.

"Near the berry bushes where we always eat," Chocho said before walking towards Boruto and sniffing. "Are you feeling alright? You don't smell sick, but you're definitely acting off."

Boruto thought to question how he could smell sick, but put that aside. "I am fine, honest. How about we get going?"

"Well, I can definitely agree with that one," Chocho said, wrapping an arm around Boruto's shoulder. "What do you say we get going?"

Boruto was starting to feel even more strange sensations from Chocho's mere touch. He wasn't sure why, but it instantly made him become stiff and warm, something that Chocho and Sarada noticed, but neither acknowledged beyond giving one another knowing looks. "Um...Sure. Let's go."

Trying to ignore his sudden feelings, Boruto went on with the two of them, making his way over to the berry bushes with them. The fruit grew plentifully on the plants, with a few others from the village picking at them now and again in order to feed themselves.

Both Sarada and Chocho started to do the same, each going to their own and plucking berries, stuffing their mouths with them.

"Mmph, so good," Chocho said with bliss on her face."

"I personally prefer crickets but this works too," Sarada commented as she continued to eat.

Boruto was fairly unsure about the idea of eating the berries. While it wasn't a repulsive idea in the least, he also felt as if the arousal he felt earlier was still lingering, hanging heavily within himself as he tried to gain control. However, the more he tried to ignore it, the stronger it grew. He felt himself starting to grow hotter and more horny. It began to make Boruto feel as if he couldn't hold it in anymore, as if he needed to find a method for release.

Looking around, he saw a small path where he could walk off and find some privacy. As he took a moment to ensure that no one was around him, he started to grab himself. Taking a moment, he tried his best to calm himself before he finally clasped his member and started to rub.

There was a moment where Boruto started to grunt and groan as he got into the groove of things, continually touching himself and jerking. There was plenty of guilt, but over time that faded as he became far more focused on pleasing himself. He could feel himself growing warmer as he forgot all about the recent changes to the reality and put his entire mind into relieving his sudden increase in more basic urges. Closing his eyes, Boruto forgot his humility and sense of decency as a person, instead going faster and faster as he became more desperate to attain a moment of release.

Over and over again, he continued to feel himself, his blood rushing, his breathing growing more rapid and intense. He could hardly stand it, but at the same time it was incredibly soothing for him as he worked hard to get off. What Boruto wasn't aware of, however, was the fact that he was being watched rather intensely by some others. Once he finally realized eyes were on him, after a strange feeling of unease, he opened his eyes and looked to see that both Sarada and Chocho were watching him intently.

Instantly, Boruto grew flush, gasping as he realized they were watching him masturbate. He tried to stop himself, but couldn't due to still being fairly frustrated. Instead he doubled down, adding a second hand and starting to touch himself even more, hoping that he would be able to find a way to calm himself down. Instead, though, Boruto found himself growing even more excited, somehow aroused by the thought of being watched by them.

"Wow, Boruto, I didn't know you were that excited."

Boruto wanted to speak up, but he couldn't. Instead he continued to pant heavily and rub himself from base to tip, staring at the nude duo. He found himself getting even more excited by the fact that the two of them were staring, especially as they drew nearer. Neither of them touched him or were even remotely in the way of his member or hands, but Boruto noticed that both of them were dripping wet, getting off on the sight of him as well, the thing that hammered it home for him, though was a strange scent in the air.

He didn't know what the particular smell was, but he knew it put him more and more in the zone. Boruto would later come to realize that it was their pheromones, with the world around Boruto having become far more beastly and instinctual. It was only when he heard the two of them giggling that he was at last able to achieve release, gushing his seed all over the ground as he let out a loud moan.

"Heh, I guess that gives me something to look forward to later," Chocho said with a smile.

"Something for me, I guess," added Sarada.

There was a sudden, almost tense silence as both of them stared at each other, almost forgetting Boruto. Even in his mentally compromised state, Boruto could tell that their usual friendly dynamic had been hindered by something, a kind of desire for something that had come between the two of them.

As Boruto gathered himself, he saw that the two of them were watching him, waiting to see what would happen next. Still catching his breath, he tried his best to find a way to regain his composure, but Boruto felt as if something was lost, as if he had lost some sense of shame. No matter how he tried, he couldn't shake the feeling, but somehow he also felt a little bit more comfortable with the idea of being nude and pursuing pleasure further.

Once Boruto was done, feeling himself erupt after his stimulation reached a natural climax, he looked down and was startled by the change to his member. Instead of being like it was before, it looked different, almost like a dog's based on the few times that Boruto had seen them. He saw that everything from the tip to the shaft had been altered, including part of it that would begin to knot up and swell, which made him feel afraid. Yet, at the same time, Boruto was starting to feel himself get more enthused and excited by seeing it. Something about it made him feel like it was natural, even making him feel more eager to use it before he came to his senses, realizing it might be much for him to do that while he was still figuring his new world out. He was further pulled from his thoughts by thirst, realizing he hadn't had anything to drink all day.

After that, Boruto went back to eating with the two of them and later when he was thirsty was guided over towards a stream. Once he was there, he reached down with his hands to pool the water, cupping it in his hands and bringing it up to sip. For him it was fairly normal, but it caused a stir with both Chocho and Sarada.

"Um, Boruto, what are you doing?" Sarada asked.

"Drinking water, why?" he asked.

The two of them gave one another confused looks, until finally they decided to go back to drinking, ignoring Boruto's behavior.

Looking over, Boruto saw that neither girl cupped the water in their hands, but instead they moved their faces down, lapping with their tongues. Boruto had begun to realize just how feral everyone was in this strange new world. He wasn't sure he'd be able to adjust, but he put it out of his mind once his thirst had been quenched. Another thing that bothered him, though, was the fact that both Sarada and Chocho were still staring at him expectantly even as they left, as if pressuring him to pick between the two of them, but he wasn't able to as he was still far from fully accepting the new reality he was in.

After that, dusk began to fall and Boruto felt more tired than usual. With no lights outside it meant that everything was pitch-black, and it also meant that he needed to make his way back to the den in order to rest. It wasn't too long before he managed to make his way back into the den.

By that time, Boruto realized that after so long in the dark his eyes had began to adjust to the dark, allowing him to see some as he went to the room he woke in. Seeing a small spot that served as a sleeping area, he went there, but he was dismayed by the fact that it was less a bed than a slight hole in the ground that reminded him of some sort of nest. Even so, his tiredness was so great that he couldn't help but go to rest, laying down within and starting to slumber.

The sleep was fairly restful, as Boruto was curled up and began to snooze, unaware that the world would continually and subtly change him and his mind bit by bit and little by little. Finally, the dawn of the next day came and Boruto found himself feeling strange. Rising, he started to stand, unsure of what was different, but he could certainly feel the difference. As he started to feel around, only to notice something swishing behind him.

Standing, Boruto turned and saw that he had a bright, yellow tail, not unlike a fox's. The bushy new appendage swished without Boruto thinking about it or even intending for it to happen. Gasping, he also looked down at his hands, noticing paw pads on his palms and his nails, now sharp and black, able to cut deep and scratch. The same were true of his feet, which now more resembled paws. With no mirrors to really assess himself, the fearful Boruto decided to sneak out of his den and towards the stream in order to get a look in the water.

Walking felt harder, at least walking upright, as Boruto felt himself hunching some, his new spate of instincts making him feel as though he needed to pad about on all fours instead in order to move faster and more naturally. Boruto pushed that thought aside until he finally reached the stream and looked at it, seeing his own reflection.

Boruto was more than a little startled by just how different he looked. The black markings around his eyes and on his lips were there, with him forming a slight muzzle. Boruto was also taken aback when he reached up towards his ears, discovering they had become more triangular and instead rested on the top of his head. The sudden revelation was beyond mind-blowing, but he couldn't figure out for the life of him any way to go back, especially since he had forgotten how the world had come to change in the first place.

"This is so weird," Boruto said, though he was at a loss as far as what to do after. It would be useless to simply head back to the den. Instead he decided to drink. He started to reach down with his hands in order to cup the water, but somehow it felt...wrong. He instead remembered what Sarada and Chocho had done the day before. Leaning down, Boruto began to lap up the water, feeling refreshed despite his initial fear. Taking his time, he even went off to go gather some berries and eat those as well.

However, after that was when a few of the first problems came in for Boruto. In particular, he found himself feeling the urge to go. Remembering there were no restrooms in this altered world, let alone any hints of what he would recognize as a true society, he decided to relieve himself behind a tree. The more he tried to get into position in order to do it properly, the harder it was, until he finally relented and got onto all fours, lifting one of his legs and starting to relieve himself. Hearing the steady trickle as he felt the pressure go away.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Boruto was even more startled when he realized he could detect his scent from it. While a part of him was a little taken aback, he brushed it off and instead padded back out to the main area where the others were, till staying on all fours. As he continued to traipse about, he eventually made it back to where he had seen Sarada and Chocho the other day, only to realize that the two of them looked closer to him in appearance.

Both of them were lacking tails, but otherwise also traveled on all fours, both of them paying him more attention. The part that surprised Boruto most though was that others would too, such as Moegi, Mirai Sarutobi or even Anko. He couldn't figure out for the life of him why all of them were paying him so much attention, but it wasn't something that he could reason with thought. Instead, though, it was something instinctual and carnal, something within him that his body understood even if his mind didn't.

Seeing both Sarada and Chocho again coming near, he saw that the two of them were both circling him, the two of them never taking their eyes off him. Boruto began to understand, albeit subtly, that the two of them at least had a sexual interest in him, which was no doubt contributing to the less-than-subtle animosity that they displayed towards one another.

"So, Boruto, it's getting to be about that time," Sarada said, her voice far more coquettish than Boruto had ever heard before as she was close enough for Boruto to feel intense heat coming off of her.

"Are you going to finally pick a mate?" Chocho asked, being more direct, brushing up against him and getting closer.

Boruto, still struggling with his new self, had no idea how to respond. Instead he decided to be glib on the matter. "I'm, um...just not ready."

"Come on, you can't be taking that long," Chocho muttered, drawing nearer, only for Sarada to start to growl and get in the way, the two of them growing tense.

Boruto, despite his changes, was startled by the two of them acting out. Instead of talking or showing any shred of humanity they had instead reverted to becoming territorial, even though Boruto had yet to be claimed by either of them.

"You two, enough!" Boruto growled. Almost instantly, both of them stopped and faced Boruto, obeying him without question. The suddenness of it caught him off guard, but made him feel somehow stronger, more powerful and confident. Putting it aside, Boruto spoke. "Let's just, um...take it easy today."

"Fine, fine," Sarada said.

"Whatever you say," Chocho added.

During that day, more changes became subtly more pronounced, with Boruto finding himself doing things without even thinking about them. Aside from using his olfactory senses to pick up on things, he could smell emotions as well as moods. The sudden change felt more natural, though, and before long things that once would have given Boruto pause didn't even register a thought to him as he found himself relieving himself in public or watching as others did.

As Boruto finished defecating off of the walking trail, not even thinking of cleaning after himself, he realized that once he ignored that scent he could detect where others had marked their territory . What surprised him the most was the fact that a fair amount of it was his father's scent, or at the very least his was the most prevalent, meaning he was the dominant presence within their settlement.

Slowly, Boruto found himself growing more and more aware of the hierarchy of the foxes, as he came to realize that was what he was slowly becoming. However, as he had yet to fully change, Boruto held off from mating with either of them, still unsure of himself. In his heart he knew that he had simply desired for his father to be around more, but he had no idea that such radical changes to the world would result in such so many changes for him too.

Regardless, Boruto could feel his body going through all the changes as he found himself growing more aroused, the very scent of each of the female foxes around him made him want to give in to his more basic instincts. After a short time it was getting harder and hard to control, to the point that Boruto found himself needing to touch himself more often in order to think properly. While mating with Sarada or Chocho, or any of the others, would be far easier, Boruto felt as if he wasn't ready, as if the last vestiges of his humanity were holding him back from going further.

As dusk came once again, Boruto finished, his seed splattering onto the ground as he began to pant, feeling more at ease as he did. Once he was finished, Boruto decided to head back towards his den, going in and resting yet again. After he did, he went through one final change, one that Boruto could feel in the morning.

When Boruto rose, he found himself restricted to being on all fours, unable to stand up fully, though the structure of his body had changed almost entirely. Looking down, he could see that his hands and feet had almost entirely become paws, feeling his tail swish, only for him to look back and see that instead of one tail he had four. Slowly, he moved each of them, finding himself able to do so naturally, although he was bewildered. All that time he had assumed he was becoming a normal fox, but as he began to think of it, he realized he was a kitsune, his mind starting to shift as he realized he and the rest of his family were supposed to be kitsunes.

Without going to the water again, Boruto could envision his new self quite easily, seeing himself on all fours. With a full muzzle and hints of whiskers, the blond furred kitsune felt an odd sense of pride in his new form, now more comfortable with it, even though he still had no idea how to deal with his burgeoning feelings of desire.

Padding his way out of his room yet again, Boruto saw his sister and more of the new kids scampering about, almost without a care in the world while Boruto heard the sounds of his parents mating. He started to peek in, watching as the two of them continued, both of them having become full kitsune. While Hinata had five tails, Naruto had nine, larger than her and moving his tails as he also moved his hips continually thrusting and pushing as he went deep within Hinata.

Somehow, Boruto found himself having a voyeuristic thrill from watching the two of them mate, with neither of them stopping as Boruto felt himself grow aroused. The sense of bewilderment from before faded as Boruto instead began to understand it was him starting to inherit the role his father had laid out before him.

After he saw the two of them go on until they reached the moment of climax, with Boruto watching as Naruto came again, filling Hinata before his knot stopped swelling and the blond kitsune could pull out. Once he did, he watched as Hinata went to give birth again, spawning yet more kitsune that would be raised in due time.

As Hinata gave birth, though, Boruto saw Naruto look at him, moving his head and motioning for Boruto to come nearer. The blond, younger kitsune did as he was instructed, going to Naruto's side even as Hinata finished having yet another litter, with four more kitsune kits being born.

"Boruto, I think it is time that you finally took up your role. I hope you've learned well from watching."

"I have, but I still feel some hesitation," Boruto admitted.

"That will pass," Naruto said as he placed a paw on Boruto's forehead. "However, someday you will have to take my place and keep the peace in this forest and rule over the normal foxes here. Why is it that you hesitate, though?"

"I'm afraid of losing you," Boruto said, candidly. "Once I grow you won't be around anymore and you'll move on."

Hearing that, Naruto couldn't help but laugh. "My son, no matter how old you grow or how big you get, I will always be there when you need or if you call, even if you don't see me immediately."

Boruto heard those words, feeling his heart warm and his resolve grow as he and his father looked to the newborns.

"One day, you too will be a father and will do the same for your own kits. Hopefully, that day will be today." said Naruto.

"I think it will," Boruto said, feeling more confident.

Naruto gave his son an appreciative look before going to the newborns. "Then I'll be happy to see you care for them as I care for you and your own siblings."

Boruto gave a small smile before he decided to leave, heading out from there and off towards the forest where the other foxes were. AS the newly realized kitsune made his way out, he relied far more heavily on his senses and began to sniff out the scents of the female foxes within the area.

However, he didn't have to wait long before both Chocho and Sarada approached, both now fully in their vulpine forms. By then, none of them could speak, as such was reserved for the full blooded kitsunes like Boruto and others related to Naruto. Even so, it meant that it would be fairly easy for Boruto to sway them. Instead of using words, Boruto would rely upon his own natural instincts in order to sway them.

Already, Sarada and Chocho were close, the two foxes starting to fight for his affections, however both of them started to growl at each other, each wanting Boruto as their mate solely. While before Boruto had considered stopping them in order to keep peace, he instead decided to watch, enjoying the attention as the two of them started to bite or claw at one another for a chance to claim him.

As the two of them tussled and tumbled about, snarling as they fought, Boruto eventually found himself realizing he'd have to intervene lest he run short on potential mates. Growling, his own voice cut through their bickering, causing the two of them to stop and pay attention to him as he looked at them both. In the distance, Boruto could detect the scents of the other foxes in the area that were unclaimed and ready to mate, but none of them were willing to fight for him so immediately. Instead, Boruto decided to give them a bit of a demonstration, starting with Sarada and commanding for Chocho to wait off to the side.

Once he had taken his time, Boruto went to Sarada, seeing where she had been scratched and bitten. Licking her wounds and doing what he could, he watched as his own abilities slowly healed her. Even with his ability to perform jutsu gone, Boruto retained the healing aspects of the kitsune along with his higher thinking. However, such thoughts began to fade away as Boruto felt his blood rush and his body grow hot, with him becoming more and more eager to mate.

Before long, Boruto was utterly entranced, unable to think or focus. Instead, all he could do was act as he found himself getting ready to do as he had seen his father do many times as Sarada turned and lifted her tail, eager to mate with Boruto. Just as eager, Boruto soon felt himself starting to swell, his sheath moving as he got into position and started to push in, topping her as his four tails swayed and Boruto felt himself grow more enticed. By then, it wasn't too long before he pushed in, feeling the warm wetness of Sarada's body as he rested against her furry frame, hearing her pant and feeling himself start to thrust his own hips as his knot began to swell, locking him in place.

With a satisfied growl, Boruto found himself starting to grunt and groan as he began to thrust more wildly, eager to go deep and enjoy himself, feeling the wet, stimulation of his first mate, he found himself watched by the foxes nearby while Sarada panted and moaned, which made him grow even more excited.

Going deep, Boruto's thick cock eventually managed to brush against Sarada's spot, as he started to fill her with his seed. There was a moment of utter pleasure that Boruto felt as he felt his body shudder, also feeling Sarada gush from her own satisfaction, However, the two of them were far from done as they continued on, with Boruto taking no time to rest or settle down. Instead he continued to go as hard as he could in order to get the most out of it. As he went deeper, Boruto couldn't see, but he knew his constant release of seed was affecting Sarada as her belly started to distend from just how much he was putting into her, but he was so enthralled by the pleasure he felt that he didn't care. Instead he went on to see just how much she could take, even as she orgasmed more.

After about an hour, Boruto had finally finished with Sarada, pulling out and watching as Sarada crawled a short distance away. The others seemed to be ready to mate with him next, but Boruto gave no indication he was ready. Instead he waited and listened, watching and waiting to see what would happen next.

Sure enough, after a small amount of time passed, Boruto watched as Sarada began to push, the head of another blonde creature coming out before a small, two tailed kitsune came out, followed by another that was jet black and then another.

In his heart, Boruto found himself welling up with pride, seeing the first of his own kits finally come into the world. Padding over to them, Boruto went on and gave them a small lick, seeing each stir before they were guided over to Sarada to suckle at her teats. Once he was sure that they were situated, Boruto then went back to the others.

Turning, Boruto saw Chocho was next and repeated the process, healing her as he licked her wounds before going in and knotting, feeling her go far more vigorously than Sarada, but just as long. By then Boruto had truly found his stride and had begun to feel himself grow excited, even as his mind turned blank and he became driven purely by his own libido and the heat of passion he felt.

Just like before, he had finished after some time, with Chocho giving birth to more kitsune and Boruto making sure that each of them was ready and healthy before they went to drink. Just like before, Boruto found himself utterly happy, finally he had not only found his purpose, but embraced it, knowing that he needed to make more kits. Turning to the menagerie of potential mates before him, Boruto saw that his work was far from finished, but he became more excited when he realized that he would be able to have plenty of offspring sooner than later.

The process repeated with the other foxes, with Moegi, Mirai, Anko, and others finding their way over to Boruto and waiting, with the occasional scuffle and fight breaking out. While Boruto himself failed to register most of it due to being busy rutting with them, he never failed to ensure that the mothers of his future offspring were ready for him.

To Boruto, it didn't matter how old any of them were or how many there were, but he was young and in his prime and needed to procreate as much as he could in order to ensure his family's line.

Unbeknownst to Boruto, a short distance away, Naruto was watching his son just as his son had watched him, with Naruto somewhat surprised by just how vigorous his son was, but also brimming with pride as he decided to wait and help his son find a way to manage all of his new mates. While the elder blond kitsune knew it would take time, he had no issue waiting as he knew that progress would continue to come in its due time.

A month later, Boruto was walking about the deeper forest, in areas not yet explored or settled. Behind him, his mates and litters of kitsunes he had fathered were following. Every so often Boruto would have to stop in order to mark territory as he created the path that led from where Naruto ruled to his own area of the forest to have dominion over.

Looking behind him, Boruto saw his various kits playing with one another and acting rambunctious, with Boruto growing proud of them. Further behind, though, was Naruto, both making sure that his path ahead was clear and seeing his descendants start anew elsewhere.

Soon enough, they would each grow up and Boruto would have to do the same as Naruto had for him by making sure they were prepared to find mates and continue their line. While Boruto was excited by that thought, he also found himself growing a bit more nervous when it came to confronting if he was ready to do the same. Even so, Boruto knew that n time he would grow into the role and that his own father would continue to be an example to him.