Dominator In Naruto

Masaki Kurosaki opened her eyes, realizing that something was different. She wasn't sleeping in her bed anymore. But in a largely empty hall, looking down at it from a throne above. The spiritual energy around her was different, twisted, making her turn her eyes around the room.

She didn't react or realize that he was here too until his hand wrapped around her waist, his breath brushing past her ear lobe.

"Oh, is this Hueco Mundo?" Masaki blinked, her lips unfolding into a smile, "I haven't seen it before."

"Yes," Decimo raised his palm, brushing over her breasts, holding her jaw to raise it. He put his thick finger in her mouth, pulling her back.

Masaki groaned, parting her lips, wrapping them around his finger, licking his finger, "Is that why you called me here...?"

"Hell...is becoming unstable, and it's starting to empower strong souls because its gates are openings."

"Hm," Masaki turned around, clenching her thighs together, stroking his broad, muscular chest, looking into his eyes, "What are you talking about?"

"Hell...the Disaster Fragment...I am afraid its Spiritual Pressure is far higher than any other Fragments. With Aizen sealed in another dimension, its Spiritual Pressure forced open the doors of Hell. And to protect itself,

Hell seemed to have empowered powerful souls."

"If it was your body...then shouldn't you know?" Masaki furrowed her brows.

"Yes, but Disaster hasn't achieved Sentience yet. It's just that...a Disaster that's growing. When it reaches that stage where it achieves Sentience...I would be born again."

"Hm," Masaki rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes, "I'll be careful...but you could have just told me this at home, Jun...?"

Decimo held her nightdress, tearing it apart, "Since there are too many people around, we don't exactly get alone time. So I brought you here...."

Masaki breathed in, stroking his shoulders from over his clothes, straddling him, kissing the nape of his neck,  "You are such a good son..."

She nearly squealed, feeling the inhuman-sized cock under her, nibbling her lip, "No one could take that sweety...it's not humanly possible..."

Decimo clothes disappeared, along with Masaki's, their skin touching against each other. He ran his fingers over her hair, watching her moan as she rubbed her body over his. He turned her over, showing her the inhumanly large and heavy cock, heavy like an arm that touched her cunt.

"Ohh," Masaki moaned, putting her palm on the tip of the cock, rubbing her cunt against the shaft, "I just wish I could take this...so bad..."

Decimo held his cock with one hand, her with the other, raising her a little,  "You can...as long as my power allows it."

"What?" Masaki raised her head only for her eyes to roll over, feeling the humongous cock invade her pussy. She arched her back, raising her hips, curling her toes, orgasming before the head even entered inside of her. She let out a guttural moan, "Fuckk~!!!!! Fuckkkkk!! Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Masaki screamed, only to have her body lowered by his forcefully, nearly fainting when the size of his cock halved. She let out a breath, only to feel another cock above her skin.

"Ahhh~~!!" Masaki let out a relaxed moan, holding his other cock, her body pulsing, spasming, "Don't...don't stop..."

Decimo wrapped her hair around his palm, holding her head, his thumb and first finger wrapped around her neck. He raised her, shoved her down in one go, used his powers to make sure it went in unrealistically, making her squirt out with every thrust.

"Ahhh~~!!! Ughhhhh~~!!! Yesssssssss~~!!! Yesssssssssss~~! Moreeee~~!!!! Moreeeeee~~!!!! MOREEEEE~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Masaki's body stretched out, her fingers digging his forearms. She jerked her head back, her body arching, toes curling, gushing out. Her lips trembled, tears dripping down from her eyes, her body loosening ever so slowly. She let out a shuddering breath, falling on his body, "That...was so...good..."

"You say like it's over..."

"Hm," Masaki tiredly opened her eyes, "No...I don't think I can take much of that..."

Masaki gulped, hearing his light laughter as if he heard a joke. He raised her up, his dick still plunged inside her, making her moan as he turned her over, putting her down on the throne. He pulled out, but just him pulling it out made her gush out again, feeling her hands and legs tremble.

Decimo turned her over, spreading her legs out, only to find her pleading and begging eyes.

"Please...don't...don't...do that..." Masaki gazed into his eyes, "I can't...I really can't take it...it's too much...you promised...you won't go too far..."

Decimo leaned forward, his hair brushing against her cheeks, his forehead near hers, "Hm? You mean about never going far enough to break you? I am sure you can take this."

"No...nooo...noooo, I can't!!" Masaki screamed in protest, pushing his chest, only for him to move in. The next moment a jolt passed through her body and her holes were being spread wide by him. It was slow, slow enough that she felt even an inch of it when he moved deeper in her.

Even though she didn't want to, her body and she enjoyed every moment of it. She wanted to berate Jun for breaking his promise to get away from him, but her body wouldn't listen.

Suddenly, Decimo pulled out, and his clothes appeared on his body, and so did hers. He let out a breath, leaning against the armrest, his back facing her, "I shouldn't have done that..."

Masaki blankly moved her eyes, raising her hand to grip on the back of his shirt. She wanted to speak, to ask why he was teasing her so much, but her voice wouldn't come out. She tugged her hand on his waist, raising her body.

"This body...it is still growing in power...and that includes the changes in height, weight, and everything else. I have a feeling soon...I wouldn't be able to use this body anymore..."

Masaki rested her face on his back, "Does it matter...you have your other bodies?"

"It's not like that...and you know that...more than anyone else..."

Masaki snapped out of the daze, raising her body standing up on the throne to hug him from behind. She closed her eyes, kissing his cheek, "Sorry...I shouldn't have said that...it's not the bodies, but the lives, right? Since I am here...there is something I can do to help?"

"Yes. Actually...you can. Tsunade already has to deal with the Ten-Tail Situation, so I can't put this on her, but I want to seal most of my powers in you..."

"You mean?"

"Yes."

"Ok," Masaki rested her head on his shoulder, warmly falling asleep with a smile on her lips.