It’s No Use

The wall dispensed Hinata's mouse mask seconds after she activated it. For the first time ever, she found herself irritated by how long it took. It wasn't fast enough. Nothing was fast enough.

It was strange, the feeling that had developed in the pit of her stomach— warm and uncomfortable, like she guzzled an entire vat of boiling ramen broth. She needed to see Fox right now. Not wanted, needed. She had to watch him, and prove to herself again that even if Naruto affected her, it wasn't the same. No one else could do what Fox did for her.

Her mask finally popped out. She affixed it so fast that her fingers blurred, darting inside the Den immediately after.

It was less crowded than usual. There were still people, just not as many. Hinata marched through the room, looking around for signs of Fox. A few of the other patrons looked at her as she passed by quickly. Her urgency probably didn't look normal, but Hinata also didn't care.

"Somebody's in a hurry."

Hinata spun around as someone grabbed onto her shoulder. "Oni!"

The older woman cocked her head, tilting the red mask on her face. She was dressed as she usually was, instead of the dress she used to seduce Tenten the last time around. Oni chuckled.

"Yeah, It's me," she said. "But I'm not the one you're looking for, am I?"

"Which room is he in?" Hinata asked, only a little embarrassed about being called out.

But Oni said, "He's not here."

"He's…" Hinata couldn't process it. "He's always here!"

"Not always," Oni said. "Just usually. He's been coming less recently, although you I suppose wouldn't know, considering you haven't been coming at all."

"I've been busy," Hinata mumbled.

"You don't have to make excuses. I'm hardly your mother. I just wanted to make sure you knew, before you wasted your time running any more laps."

Under her mask, Hinata blushed. Had she really been that obvious as she searched the room?

"Do you think he'll come soon?" Hinata asked.

"I don't know if he'll be here at all. I mean it when I say he's been coming less." Oni shrugged. "I've got too much to do to keep track of him."

"Of course," Hinata agreed.

She must have sounded disappointed, because Oni squeezed her shoulder.

"You sound as desperate as you looked."

"I think that I need to watch him," Hinata said. "Otherwise, I don't know how I'll clear my head."

"You are a strange girl." Oni straightened, pulling her hand off of Hinata. "Come with me."

She turned and walked away. Hinata followed immediately, from surprise as much as anything else. She and Oni got along well when they talked, but Oni had never taken her anywhere like this before.

They walked back toward the main entrance, before turning right. All the way in the corner was a door the same color as the wall, so hidden that even Hinata had never noticed it, and she was one of the Den's most regular customers.

Oni opened the door, only keeping it open long enough for Hinata to slip inside after her. Then they walked again, down a hallway that looked a bit like what one would see at a hospital.

Near the end, Oni led them through a different door. This time, they entered a room identical to the ones where Hinata usually watched Fox, just with one major difference.

There were seals across the floor.

The ink had been painted straight onto the wood. It was far too elaborate for Hinata to understand, but just from the array's size she could tell it had to be powerful.

"What is this place?" Hinata asked.

"A private room," Oni said. "It's not open to the public yet. We're still developing it."

"We being?"

"Me and Fox of course."

Hinata jumped. "He's helping you?"

She knew that the masks and affinity papers had been his work, so she had wondered if he was involved, but it was still somewhat of a surprise.

"There's hardly anything down here that he doesn't help with." Oni paused. "Actually, scratch that. He's never laid a finger on any of the paperwork. But if it's fun? I couldn't get rid of him if I tried."

Hinata wondered what kind of paperwork went into an operation like this. She pictured Minato signing off on a new shipment of sex toys. Shaking her head, she forced herself to focus.

"What does this room do?" she asked.

"Get your clothes off and I'll give you an answer," Oni said. 

"I don't have the same tastes as Weasel," Hinata apologized quickly.

"I don't mean it like that," Oni said. "You want Fox, right? He might not be here, but I'm going to give you more of him than you've ever experienced before."

Out of curiosity as much as anything else, Hinata did as she asked.

When she had stripped out of her dress, she glanced at Oni. When the woman remained silent, she unclasped her bra and stepped out of her panties. Perhaps she should've been embarrassed getting naked in front of someone that was still mostly a stranger, but she wasn't. It was the mask. When she had her mask on, Hinata had done this and more with strangers so many times before, her sense of shame was all but eradicated.

Nodding approvingly, Oni dropped onto one knee.

She channeled chakra into the array, activating the seals in one go. To Hinata's surprise, the results were extremely familiar. There was a puff of smoke, a flash, and when the bright light faded, people had appeared in the room. 

There were two of them, both right there on the bed. One was Fox. He was sitting against the headboard with his legs spread. His hand reached out, stroking the blond hair of the other person, who was laying between his legs wearing nothing but her own red mask.

It was Oni. Her thick legs were spread out straight, while her wide ass faced the ceiling. Her hands were propped on her elbows, while her hands pressed her enormous breasts together around Fox's mighty member.

"No one does this like you do," Fox said.

Hinata blinked. His voice was garbled, as if it was coming from deep underwater. Walking closer to investigate, she realized all the noises were heavily muted. When she studied Oni's hands pushing her breasts up and down, the movement was stuttery.

"Incredible, isn't it?" Oni said.

"Yes," Hinata said absently.

She had been shocked for a moment, seeing the seals from Naruto's book at work here. But clearly, this was a worse version. It took up the entire floor to achieve the same effect, and the finished product wasn't even as good. The sounds were off and the movements had that stilted quality. Fox was clearly a master of seals, but that mastery wasn't quite on par with Naruto it seemed.

Still bent over watching the figures, Hinata asked, "How is this going to let me experience Fox like never before?"

Suddenly, her body turned weightless. She didn't know what was happening until she realized Oni had grabbed the back of her neck, lifting Hinata's whole body with one hand.

"Get in position and you'll see," Oni told her. 

The woman dropped Hinata onto the bed, where Hinata landed on her stomach in much the same position Oni's recording was in between Fox's legs. Something landed on the bed in front of Hinata's face.

"Go on, investigate it," Oni said. "Take all the time that you need."

Hinata reached around, reorienting the object. She knew its shape. She knew its size. Glancing to the side, she had her suspicions confirmed. The item was a dildo, but that wasn't all it was. It was an exact replica of Fox's penis, right down to the last centimeter.

It had seals near the base, and when Hinata squinted, she recognized some as what looked like a modified hand-warming seal. That explained the feeling. The dildo was warm like it was attached to a living body. It also felt squishy, much like Hinata assumed the real thing would feel. That might have also been achieved through seals.

Fox moaned, the sound coming out in the muted way that was all this room was capable of, and Hinata looked back at what was going on beside her. Oni was dexterously manipulating her large breasts, moving them with skill equal to their size. Hinata propped the dildo she had been given on the bed, pushing her own breast around it. They couldn't hide the entire thing like Oni's could, but Hinata's chest was impressive enough to come close.

"That's it," said the real Oni. "You like watching, don't you? So watch closely. And this time, follow along."

That was exactly what Hinata planned on doing. She did her best to move as skillfully as Oni was, but only managed a clumsy approximation. That didn't really matter to her. What mattered was what she could feel between her breasts, warm and thick. She shivered. If she paid attention to the right things, it really felt like she was between Fox's legs herself.

She could imagine it— his muscular thighs brushing her arms, his fingers softly stroking her head, the way he would tense and then relax when he orgasmed, spraying his seed over Hinata the way she'd watched him do to others so many times before.

The recording kept playing. Fox's hand fell away from Oni's head as the sensation of her bust overcame him. His shoulders pressed against the headboard as he came. Oni simply covered his cockhead with her breasts, trapping the load in her cleavage, before rising onto her knees. Trails of his sticky semen slid down her stomach as she straddled his hips.

Hinata watched curiously, only for Oni's voice behind her to jar her out of watching.

"What are you waiting for?" Oni asked. "Keep copying them."

Hinata flinched slightly.

"I can't," she said quietly.

"Are you a virgin?" Oni asked.

Hinata nodded.

"And you're scared?"

"No," Hinata said. She was a ninja; she had felt pain before. "But I can't continue."

"Why?"

"I am to be married soon."

She tried to keep her answer vague, but it only seemed to partially work, because Oni immediately said, "A clan heir, then."

Hinata decided there was no point in denying it.

"That's right," she said.

"Don't you know?" Oni asked. "That's no reason you can't."

Under her mask, Hinata blinked. "What?"

"You're worried about your hymen being broken, but that can be fixed. Plenty of girls do it. They have fun, and then when they get engaged to someone the elders chose, they go to a Medic Nin." Oni's hands glowed green. "A hymen is easier to fix than a stab wound. I could do it tonight, if you're scared."

"You mean they aren't always virgins?" Hinata asked.

It had always been emphasized so much in her education. A single mistake could snowball into a scandal when she reached marriageable age, so she must always be on guard. And now she was hearing this, that none of it mattered?

Oni just shrugged.

"It's all politics," Oni said. "They're as real as Genjutsu."

Beside Hinata on the bed, Oni's recording had dropped down, beginning to ride Fox. Hinata stared at the dildo. She set it down on the bed, keeping it straight with her fingers, and hovered above it.

"Do it," Oni said.

Hinata dropped down.

There was a shot of pain, but less than Hinata expected. After hearing civilian girls complain, she thought it would be worse. As the ache faded, she began to raise and drop her hips. Her eyes widened. She was unable to contain a gasp.

This was what all those girls she had watched were feeling? No wonder they turned into gibbering messes. Hinata was going at her own pace right now, and it was still brutally good. She couldn't even imagine what it would feel like to have Fox ramming her with something like this.

"Good!" Oni said. "Keep going!" 

Hinata watched the recording ride Fox. Oni's breasts shook and swung wildly, bouncing everywhere. She was moaning, but it was difficult to hear through the seal. Hinata watched Fox reach around and grab Oni's ass, driving the woman down into his lap.

Hinata's whole body was reacting now. Her breath was raspy and her eyes kept fluttering as she felt the dildo sliding inside of her. The warmth of it was an incredible feature; it felt realer than a fake ever should.

Was this what Ino felt like, back in the alley? The blond had put a dick around this size all the way down her throat. Could Hinata do that? She didn't even think she could get close.

It wasn't until she heard a louder moan from the recording that she realized what she had done. Right next to a recording of Fox, she had started thinking about Naruto.

A frightening truth was starting to worm its way into her head, and she didn't know how long she could keep looking the other way.

So Hinata rode the dildo harder. She went faster— faster even than the recording beside her. She wasn't copying them anymore, but instead driving her body to its brink, so that she wouldn't have time to think about anything else. She pressed two fingers to the top of her entrance, rubbing her clit at the same time for extra stimulation.

Oni was just watching her. On the bed, the other Oni seemed to have cum. She slowed in the way she was riding Fox, and he filled in by beginning to thrust into her from below. Her breasts still swung just as much.

Hinata grabbed one of her own breasts with her other hand, squeezing just hard enough to be able to feel it. Her lower body shook. Crying out, she orgasmed quickly, falling back and sliding off of the toy.

She could still hear the muffled sounds of Fox and Oni going at it. The real Oni appeared above her, looking down.

"You look satisfied, but also not at the same time," she observed.

"That toy is wonderful," Hinata said.

"So what's the problem?"

"I think… that what I came here for tonight was not something it was possible to find."

"Interesting," Oni said. "And here I thought you came for Fox."

Hinata had. She searched for him like a drug addict. But it wasn't Fox she had been chasing, it was the feelings she felt toward him: the raw attraction and what, if you squinted, could even have been called a crush of kinds.

The only reason she had been after those was as a distraction— no, Hinata wanted them as proof. Proof that she could only feel that way toward Fox. Proof that any other feelings, even if they were similar to those, weren't real.

She had been wrong. She'd been trying to convince herself something that she knew was a lie. The truth was, ever since that day in the sewer — and maybe even earlier — Naruto had been affecting her. She was speaking out more, behaving differently, and even thinking in new ways. It all traced back to him. And somewhere along the way, something real had developed.

If what she felt toward Fox could be called a crush, then she had another one now. And it terrified her.

Fox gave another firm thrust, clapping himself into Oni. He dumped his load inside the older woman, both of them exclaiming their pleasure, and the recording faded. Hinata was left alone with Oni and the dildo resting between her thighs.

"You look like you could use a gift," Oni said.

She picked the dildo up off of the bed, not caring at all about what was smeared on it, and dropped the rubber onto Hinata's stomach.

"Take it," she said. "I know you'll put it to good use."

"Thank you," Hinata said quietly.

Oni's hands glowed green. She held them above Hinata's crotch, and Hinata instantly felt her insides heal as her hymen was repaired. Oni lowered her hands. The entire process had been effortless for her.

"If you need that again, find me," she said. "I figure I should at least do this much if I'm the one who gave you that thing."

Hinata nodded. She sat up. So much had happened tonight, it was starting to all feel a bit like a dream, to be honest. She hoped it wasn't. She liked her new toy.

"Hey Mouse," Oni said when Hinata had walked to her clothes, strapping them on one article at a time.

"Yes?" Hinata asked.

"Good luck," Oni said.