Haruka staggered out of Iwagakure's quarry, the barrier's collapse leaving him exposed to the dusty mountain air. His body was a map of aches, marked by the raw, relentless thrusts of Kurotsuchi and Gari, their futa cocks—smooth and ridged—filling him until the system confirmed their stabilization. The Quincy power's ripple was a storm he couldn't outrun, transforming women across the ninja world into futas, their desires tethered to him. Sora, his taboo love back in Konoha, was the fire in his chest, but the system's latest ping pointed to Amegakure, where another woman awaited, changed by his chakra feedback.
He found a sheltered cave to regroup, summoning the system's screen with a thought. The text glowed, sharp and detailed:
**Quest Update: Contain the Ripple. Progress: 13/20 affected individuals stabilized (Sora, Mikoto Uchiha, Pakura, Mei Terumi, Ameyuri Ringo, Mabui, Samui, Karui, Yugito Nii, Omoi, Kurotsuchi, Gari).**
**Intel: Chakra feedback detected in Amegakure. Affected individual identified: Konan, Paper Release user, Akatsuki member.**
**Amegakure Transformation Details:**
- **Konan**: Age 22, elite ninja, Paper Release mastery. Transformation: 7.8-inch futa cock, slender with a subtle taper, infused with Paper Release chakra for heightened sensitivity. Attraction to user: Critical. Current status: Isolated in Amegakure's central tower, meditating but drawn to user's chakra signature.
**System Warning: Amegakure's constant rainfall amplifies chakra resonance, increasing attraction intensity and transformation stability requirements. Stabilization requires intimate contact (recipient role). Translocation Scroll available in 11 hours.**
**New Objective: Stabilize Konan within 24 hours due to her Akatsuki affiliation. Reward: 500 system points, +8% chakra control. Penalty: Resonance spike (additional transformations in Amegakure).**
**System Note: Chakra Cloaking active (40% detection reduction). Chakra Resonance Shield active (25% attraction reduction). Recommended: Prioritize Konan to prevent Akatsuki interference.**
Haruka's stomach tightened. *Konan*—the blue-haired angel of the Akatsuki, her Paper Release a deadly art, now a futa with a 7.8-inch cock because of his power's chaos. Her "critical" attraction level and Akatsuki ties made her a high-stakes target. Amegakure's rain-soaked environment would crank the resonance to unbearable levels, and her cock's Paper Release infusion hinted at a unique intensity. Stabilization meant another raw encounter, his body the key to restoring her. The system's count—20 affected women—meant more were out there, but Konan was the priority.
He checked his points: 400 from Iwagakure, plus leftovers. The skill tree offered:
- **Chakra Feedback Filter (Cost: 500 points)**: Reduces ripple spread by 20%.
- **Enhanced Hirenkyaku (Cost: 300 points)**: Increases speed by 15%.
- **Current Points: 400.**
He held off, saving for the filter. Konan's stabilization came first. He rested, letting his body recover, the memory of Sora's fierce love grounding him. Eleven hours later, the scroll was ready. He activated it, the world blurring as he teleported to Amegakure's central tower, a looming spire shrouded in rain. The system pinged: **Konan detected. 10 meters above.**
Haruka slipped inside, his Hirenkyaku carrying him up the spiral stairs, the rain's patter a constant hum. He found Konan in a sparse chamber, her blue hair damp, her amber eyes locking onto him. Her Akatsuki cloak parted, revealing her futa cock—7.8 inches, slender, tapered, shimmering with faint paper-like chakra. The resonance hit hard, her attraction undimmed by his shields, her presence both ethereal and predatory.
"You're the source," Konan said, her voice soft but commanding, paper sheets fluttering around her. "I felt you across the world. Fix this."
Haruka nodded, stripping down, the rain-slicked floor cool underfoot. "Let's do it."
Konan's Paper Release formed a barrier, opaque outside but transparent within, the rain distorting its edges. She approached, her cock glistening, no oil needed—her chakra made it slick, like wet paper. She pushed Haruka against the wall, his hands bracing on the cold stone, his legs spread. Her tip pressed against his entrance, raw but smooth, the taper easing the stretch. She thrust in, her 7.8-inch length filling him, the paper chakra vibrating faintly, amplifying every sensation.
Haruka groaned, his body rocking with her rhythm, her thrusts precise, each one hitting that spot with devastating accuracy. "You're… perfect," Konan murmured, her hands gripping his hips, her cock pulsing with every deep stroke. The barrier echoed with their sounds—his low moans, her sharp gasps, the wet slap of her hips against his ass. Her Paper Release added a surreal edge, paper sheets brushing his skin, their chakra tingling like static. The system pinged: **Chakra balance restoring: Konan. 55% complete.**
Konan's thrusts grew faster, her tapered cock gliding in and out, the sensitivity making her moan with every movement. She leaned forward, her lips brushing his ear, her breath warm. "You're mine," she whispered, her chakra flaring, her cock throbbing. Haruka's climax built, sparked by the relentless pressure, the paper-like vibrations pushing him to the edge. He rocked back, meeting her, his body yielding to her claim.
Her thrusts turned erratic, her moans desperate, and she came with a soft cry, her cock pulsing as she filled him, the warmth infused with Paper Release chakra, sealing the balance. Haruka's release hit, his body shuddering, clenching around her, his groan muffled by the rain. The system pinged: **Chakra balance restored: Konan. Progress: 14/20. Reward: 500 points, +8% chakra control.**
Konan pulled out, her cock gone, her body restored. She stepped back, her amber eyes softened but piercing. "You're a danger," she said, her paper sheets folding away. "But necessary."
Haruka caught his breath, pulling on his clothes, the rain soaking him. **System Intel: New affected individual detected: Sunagakure (secondary wave). Scroll cooldown: 10 hours.** Amegakure was done, but the ripple was relentless, and more futas were emerging. He thought of Sora, his taboo love, and braced himself. The ninja world was a battlefield, and his body was its crucible—one raw, rain-soaked encounter at a time.