The ways of a ninja 2 (Commission) (Patreon)

(XWG, Feederism, Stuffing, Feeding)

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“We ordered a bunch of food to our room earlier,” Ino said, smiling with anticipation. The three young women walked up the stairs to the guest rooms of the restaurant with Naruto in their midst. The three kunoichi were now quite aware of the alcohol they had consumed and giggled with flushed cheeks as they couldn't keep their hands off each other, repeatedly groping each other or exchanging small kisses. Hinata was quite shy as always, but also allowed herself to be carried away by some unbridled and uninhibited behavior. Before the four of them left, the Hyuga had taken a bowl of rice balls from the restaurant's kitchen and was now giggling cutely as she took turns shoving one of them into the mouth of one of her two friends. Both women laughed with their mouths full as they walked through the hallway of the second floor they had reserved.

Naruto's gaze fell on Sakura's butt and hips, which swayed sexily back and forth in the tight black shorts with every step. His former teammate had always been very slim and, if anything, had more muscles than curves. Nevertheless, the ninja now realized that the kunoichi with the pink hair, whom he had always fancied, had a really pretty, wide pelvis, even if Hinata had now taken a larger place. With one hand, he gave Sakura a firm slap on the butt and grinned cheekily at the young woman as she turned her head to look at him with a sexy look in her green eyes.

“I also took something with me,” Ino said when the bowl of rice balls was empty and she pulled some chocolate bars out of her bag. “I haven't allowed myself anything for so long. I've only ever been on a diet. Why is that? Today we were reminded once again how quickly everything can be over and then all efforts to look after our bodies become unimportant,” the blonde added, seeming strangely torn between joy and sadness.

“Do you have one for me?” Sakura asked her friend, who giggled again.

“Sure, go and get it,” Ino replied, mumbling a little with her mouth full. She leaned a little to the side as she walked and held out her pretty face to Sakura. Without hesitation, Sakura pressed herself against the blonde woman and wrapped her slender arms around her. She took the piece of the chocolate bar protruding from between Ino's lips completely into her mouth and pressed her lips against her friend's as she did so. Surprised at first, but then apparently appreciating the gesture, Ino returned the kiss and when they separated again, they each chewed part of the bar, grinning and with glowing faces.

Naruto's hard cock twitched noticeably in his pants. He was amazed at how sexy he found it when food was involved in such a performance. He glanced to the side and looked at Hinata, who had folded her hands in front of her crotch at the sight of them kissing and was biting her beautiful lower lip. Naruto quickly grabbed one of the chocolate bars that Ino was still holding in her hand, unwrapped it and shoved it into the surprised Hyuga's mouth. The astonishment lasted only a brief moment, then Hinata greedily devoured the sweet with a soft moan. She looked Naruto in the blue eyes and he instinctively placed a hand on her stomach. The blond man could feel how slim Hinata was, even though many drinks and food that evening had created a small bulge under her clothes. He imagined her belly growing fatter and swelling further and further apart from constant overeating and stuffing. It was a complete mystery to him where these thoughts suddenly came from, Naruto only knew that he would find it sexy, more than anything else. He also wondered, looking at the ample breasts heaving in her top, how those breasts would swell and sag if Hinata was properly fattened up for a while. Crazy thoughts, but somehow it turned him on incredibly.

Hinata chewed the candy bar and placed her petite hand on Naruto's. She pushed it up to her breasts, which the blonde ninja had just been fantasizing about, and pressed it into her soft breast flesh.

“So here we are,” announced Ino, who had walked the rest of the way pressed tightly against Sakura and pointed to the door in front of them. “Our room for this fine night.” Naruto noticed that Ino's hand was wrapped around Sakura's waist, resting on her buttock and gripping it gently. When he looked back at Hinata, she smiled encouragingly at him and he stepped even closer to her to kiss her passionately. The young woman's lips tasted delicious with the chocolate.

The four of them entered the room together. A beguiling aroma was already waiting for them, making their mouths water. Even before they had risen from their seats in the main room of the restaurant, servants had rushed upstairs with all kinds of food to set up the delicious meal. It wasn't exactly customary on this scale, but who would deny these brave kunoichis and the hero of Konoha and practically savior of the world any wish?

So Ino and Sakura immediately rushed to the room's large table and ate plenty of everything as quickly as they could. All kinds of fried food, lots of meat and fish, noodles and rice dishes in several steaming bowls. Naruto and Hinata went straight to a hot pot of delicious-smelling noodle soup, nestling close together.

“Let's see if they can get to Ichiraku,” Naruto said, his stomach growling audibly. Ino approached them and handed him and Hinata each a cup of rice wine.

“Cheers guys! To us and to finally starting to enjoy ourselves again!” Sakura announced with her mouth already full and raised her cup while holding a dumpling filled with meat in the other.

“That's right! A little enjoyment shouldn't hurt us all, I think,” said Ino, stroking Sakura's flat stomach with her fingers. Everyone drank and then began to eat. They all tucked into the huge feast with a huge appetite and drank plenty to go with it. It didn't take long for Ino and Sakura to shed some of their clothes and feed each other unabashedly. Both of them felt how the food stretched and tightened their bellies more and more. Finally, Ino lovingly removed Sakura's undershirt and bent over Sakura, who was slightly surprised but definitely eager for the next step. The two women had taken a seat on the large bed and had eaten one plate after the other while sitting opposite each other. Now Sakura leaned back and let the blonde massage her full and swollen belly, her eyes closed and moaning slightly. The young kunoichi with the pink hair was quite surprised herself at how much she could eat and how aroused she was by the whole situation and the beautiful, full feeling in the center of her body. The alcohol undoubtedly helped too, because she didn't mind squatting in front of Ino topless and being touched so tenderly by the blonde woman.

“Keep eating, my sweet,” said the blonde woman, looking up at her friend. Then she took a spoonful of fried beef with onions from a bowl on the bed next to her and fed it to Sakura. Completely relaxed but also quite hot and horny, the woman with the pink hair chewed and really enjoyed eating like this. Ino pushed one spoonful after another into her eagerly open mouth. When her friend was busy chewing, she massaged her ever-growing stomach, which was rock-hard against Sakura's taut, pale skin. The blonde continued to work her way up and eventually kissed her friend's discreet A-cups and sucked tenderly on the rock-hard buds. A suppressed, lustful moan escaped Sakura and a shiver of excitement ran down her spine. Still chewing, she opened her eyes and looked into Ino's reddened, beautiful face. Then Sakura leaned forward and the blonde leaned back. She quickly removed Ino's purple top and admired in fascination how the long, blonde hair flowed everywhere like water. With a horny grin and glittering eyes, Ino took off her bra and freed her stately, soft breasts. Sakura immediately pounced on them and kneaded the soft, feminine mass of her breasts with her hands, covering the young woman's entire upper body with kisses. Ino's nipples were as hard as her own and the woman's whole body quivered with pleasure. Sakura also stroked her belly, which had been kept so flat all those years with numerous diets and incessant training, and which now stood out hard and large just like her own.

Meanwhile, Naruto and Hinata were similarly occupied. With amorous glances and occasional kisses, the two sat on chairs opposite each other and helped themselves directly from the buffet that had been prepared especially for them. Hinata had taken off her jacket and was holding her bursting stomach. Her stomach was already straining, but the tight ball was constantly sending signals of pleasure to her head and her hot crotch. Just as with Ino and Sakura, the young Hyuga was surprised that this excessive eating, feeding and being fed aroused her so much. Just the thought that the hero of the village and her great love since childhood was lovingly stuffing her and stroking her slim but bursting body with his hands. The pressure in her stomach and the intimacy she was now sharing with Naruto made her extremely horny and wet.

Finally, she also separated from her remaining top and opened her bra to show off her full, beautiful breasts to her great love. Hinata carefully stood up, her gaze fixed on Naruto, who looked at Hinata's wonderful body with amazement and enthusiasm while continuing to eat himself. With one hand still holding her overstuffed belly, Hinata now stood and rubbed the large ball in the center of her body, moaning. Then she looked at Naruto and smiled as she slowly removed her pants and panties as well. Hinata watched the spectacle with wide eyes and a rock-hard cock.

“I want you to fill me Naruto. We have so much nice food here and it's so great to finally feel something fill me up again, but I need you to do it too,” said the Hyuga, holding her big belly completely naked. Then she turned to the buffet, leaned forward so that her stuffed belly had plenty of room to stretch and stood with her legs apart. The blonde ninja immediately jumped up and enthusiastically got rid of his trousers. Beneath his equally well-filled belly, his member stood out long and hard at the front, pointing straight at Hinata's backside as it swung back and forth.

“Please Naruto, I finally want to feel you. I want to feel everything,” she pleaded full of lust and lust and then began to eat curry from the plate in front of her without any inhibitions. Although the Huyuga also used some cutlery with her hands, her forearms propped up on the table, she also gobbled so greedily with her mouth that it almost seemed as if she was burying her head in the dish. Her long, black hair flowed down her flawless back.

Naruto stood behind her and grabbed her soft hips while the young woman ate like a pig, inviting him to fuck her from behind. The young woman stretched her perfectly shaped ass towards him and begged him to take her, while her belly filled up more and more and she felt the greatest arousal of her whole life. And that was exactly what the blonde ninja did. With the utmost pleasure, he pushed his cock into the wet vagina of the woman in front of him, who ate like a sweet little pig. He would never have believed the hyuga capable of such uninhibited behavior.

Naruto pushed Hinata hard from behind and let her soft, sagging breasts swing gently back and forth again and again while the young woman's belly filled up more and more. With her hands, the kunoichi pulled one plate after the other towards her and stuffed herself as quickly as she could. Her breathing became faster and faster with increasing pleasure and the growing pressure in her stomach, which was protruding further and further down. It was a wonderful feeling to feel Naruto's cock filling Hinata's vagina, sliding in and out again and again, and at the same time to feel the mass of food in her stomach. The combination of finally being fucked by her great love and wiggling and moaning in heat to his thrusts while continuing to eat and feel the warmth of her overflowing stomach quickly drove the young woman towards a great orgasm.

Meanwhile, Sakura and Ino had stripped off all their clothes on the bed and were having their own fun. The kunoichi with the pink hair was lying in a semi-upright position at the head of the bed with her legs spread apart. While she spooned from a large bowl of pudding with her eyes closed, moaning softly and stroking her hard, taut belly over and over again, her blonde friend was licking her. With her head between Sakura's slim thighs, Ino did her best to pleasure the woman in front of her as best she could and quickly bring her to orgasm. Afterwards, they would swap places and the blonde's cleft was already waiting to be explored by Sakura's tongue. The blonde kunoichi also wanted to stuff herself while she climaxed, something she imagined to be incredibly hot and horny.

Finally, Sakura's body tensed up and a pleasant shiver ran through the woman. Screaming with pleasure, she clawed at the comforter and the empty bowl fell from her full, bulging belly onto the comforter. The orgasm flooded her brain like she had never experienced before. No doubt it was due to the huge amount of food the woman had stuffed into her stomach. It was pure pleasure that the overstretched and bursting organ was emitting, stimulating her vagina even further as Ino's tongue circled inside her.

“My turn,” the blonde breathed, crawling up between Sakura's thighs and bending over the woman, who was still shaking from her violent orgasm. Ino made sure their overstuffed bellies didn't press against each other as she got so close to her friend and kissed her on the hot lips.

“I want exactly what you had,” the blonde added with a grin.

With that, the somewhat gloomy start to the memorial day came to an end in a maelstrom of food and lust. Numerous climaxes were experienced in the room that night and a new craving for food and pleasure burned itself into the minds of the four. A new fire had been kindled in each of the ninjas, the likes of which they had not seen since the Ninja War. A new craving that wanted to be satisfied every day. None of them wanted to feel empty anymore.

Excesses like that night quickly became a regular occurrence and were repeated in countless restaurants or in the homes of the four. Non-stop stuffing and a rapid onset of aversion to any activity that got in the way of eating and feasting quickly developed. As soon as the first new pounds became noticeable, the four restricted their movements, even if they did not lose weight so quickly and became unfit, a certain laziness quickly overcame them all. Why should they bother with anything or exert themselves unnecessarily? Why couldn't you enjoy the whole day in peace and fill yourself with what made you happier than anything else? So much of their childhood and young adult lives had been wasted on fighting and suffering. Even if each of the four had become a ninja by choice and with pride, the last great conflict had taught them to focus more on the available pleasures of life. That was exactly what they were doing now, and they were doing it more and more every day.

Naruto had always been a good eater, but constant training had kept him from getting fat and putting on flab. Due to his high chakra consumption, he was even predestined to eat a lot without gaining weight. The three kunoichi were in a similar situation. What's more, Sakura and Ino in particular had held back in their lives so as never to put on a single gram. A fact that both now realized was completely nonsensical and only held them back from having fun and enjoying themselves. That's why the two of them loved to feed and fatten each other up and even had little competitions to see who could eat more, although they always cheered on their own rival. They often spoiled each other with their fingers or tongues and enjoyed watching each other sink into a maelstrom of pleasure between full bellies and overflowing pussies. Hinata, on the other hand, had always had plenty of room in her stomach, but she had always lacked the appetite to make use of this talent. But now, with the support of the others and with the thought of how sexy Naruto found it when she ate so much and it was even hotter when she stuffed herself during sex, the Hyuga quickly put on several new kilos.

Six months later...

Sakura had always been a very slim girl, but in the months since that wonderful first night with Naruto, Hinata and Ino, she had grown into a fat woman... a very fat woman. Add to that the fact that she was apparently about to become an even bigger, heavier and fatter woman. She had never been able to resist the temptation of fattening foods. Until now, Sakura had never realized how greedy and hungry she could actually become. However, as her girth had grown, so had her appetite and she needed ever larger quantities to keep her full. The obese kunoichi was only really satisfied anyway when she was stuffed to bursting and her tense stomach was painfully begging for mercy. What's more, she had long since given up even the slightest attempt to restrain herself in any way or even limit her food consumption. Sakura only wanted one thing, more and more! As she was only 18 and her ever-increasing figure did not exactly correspond to the current ideal of beauty, Sakura had initially been a little ashamed of her constant weight gain and the looks of the people in the village. However, these thoughts and feelings were quickly balanced out by her love of food. Of course, there was also Naruto and her two best friends, who had been getting fatter and fatter together with her since they had discovered the joy of excessive eating and unrestrained feasting and stuffing together. Their mentality and the joy they radiated when enjoying delicious food, feeding each other or simply showing off their swelling fat masses slowly rubbed off on Konoha. The stares and whispers about them had diminished over time and almost disappeared completely. On the contrary, the four heaviest shinobi in the village received more and more positive comments, were treated more and more positively and favorably, and were even given free extra portions in some restaurants. Slowly but surely, the other inhabitants of Konohagakure also seemed to be gaining a little and indulging themselves. After the long period of war with its many losses, during which the people had only been used to pain and suffering, the happiness of delicious, plentiful food was clearly doing them good. Starting with the four fat shinobi, the village slowly blossomed again and joy and well-being slowly spread once more. Despite the fact that other people in Konoha also liked to eat a little more, Naruto, Ino, Sakura and Hinata were by far the heaviest people and would almost certainly stay that way. Every day they fed each other with passion and had nothing else on their minds but food and how they could stuff themselves even more quickly and effectively. Every day, the four of them met up at one of the others' homes to fill their growing bellies to the brim and fatten each other up. They regularly drifted off into sex, caressing and admiring each other's fat pads. It was fascinating to see how the fun of eating lavishly had developed into a love of fat, which each of the four of them wanted to fuel further and further by eating non-stop and filling their stomachs to maximum capacity every day.

Today, the meeting was planned at Hinata's home, the estate of the Hyuga clan's main family. Sakura had rolled heavily out of bed that morning. Basically, the desire for food and the irrepressible hunger in her was already the only reason to get up and leave the house at all. In the time since Sakura and her three closest friends had experienced a night full of love, passion and pleasure and repeated it every day since then, the kunoichi with the pink hair had put on a lot of weight. She now weighed almost 110 kg, which was a considerable increase for half a year. However, no one would have been surprised to see how much the young woman squeezed into herself every day, whether with the others or on her own when the time came.

Sakura's now rather expansive backside swayed back and forth heavily and lazily in her much too tight and burst shorts. In fact, her naturally wide pelvis had developed into a wonderfully fat bottom with shaping saddlebags and several rolls heavily marked by cellulite. Jiggling and wobbling, the young woman carried her immense rear behind her. To match this, her thighs were also much more swollen and small folds of fat were already threatening to swallow up her knees. Sakura had long since dispensed with the black knee pads as her beautiful, fleshy calves had already become too voluminous for them. As already mentioned, the kunoichi had initially struggled a little with her drastically changing figure and felt the accusing glances directed at her. However, these insecurities had faded over time and Sakura confidently flaunted her kilos, enjoying how everything about her wobbled and jiggled as she walked through the village.

Clutching her chest, she carried several bowls of casserole that she had prepared today. In fact, she found it difficult not to eat all the shapes that were now pressing into her softer and somewhat fuller breasts on the spot. Sakura still had enough shame to be able to control herself, albeit barely. The hunger that was already making her stomach growl under the fat layer of her sweet, hanging belly was simply overwhelming.

Eventually she arrived at her friend's house, slightly sweaty and out of breath. It was unbelievable how quickly her physical fitness deteriorated after just a few months. However, it had to be admitted that these months were absolutely packed with excessive feeding binges, mutual fattening and feeding and non-stop snacking and nibbling.

Sakura rang the doorbell and after a few moments a slightly out of breath Hinata opened the door with a smile.

“Hi, Sakura, nice to see you. That smells great,” she greeted the Hyuga and sniffed the air happily. While Sakura had put on a lot of weight on her protruding butt, thighs and hips, although her flabby potbelly was nothing to sneeze at either, Hinata's new fat was pretty evenly distributed all over. The young woman with the Byakugan most likely had an hourglass figure with nicely grown tits that stretched the top enormously, wide hips and a protruding belly that hung even further than Sakura's, divided into two fat rolls. Thick bacon pillows also threatened to burst the sleeves of Hinata's outfit. Thick bulges pushed out from under her armpits and led from her thick, soft melons to her wrinkling back fat. The young woman was simply a glorious and incredibly feminine sight.

“Come in quickly and then we'll start eating. You must be starving already.”

“You can say that again,” Sakura confirmed and entered the house as Hinata turned around with a wave of her flabby ass. In confirmation of her words, her stomach let out a distinct growl. The two of them walked into the main room of the house, wiggling and wobbling their newly gained fat pads, which were wrapped in too-skimpy clothes, from which it already smelled delicious.

Ino and Naruto were already sitting on chairs around the large dining table. Although there was also a lower table and large cushions on the floor, the four of them had quickly realized how exhausting and problematic it was to squat on the floor and try to stand up with their overstuffed, fattened wombs.

“Well, it's about time,” Ino began with a mock reproachful tone and raised one of her narrow, blonde eyebrows. That was probably the only thing that was still thin about her. The kunoichi of the Yamanaka clan had naturally also become a lot fatter in recent months. A thick, lazy potbelly poured into the lap of her now broad thighs and was even more prominent as Ino still preferred to wear belly-free tops. Soft and flabby, her stretched, flabby belly hung down naked. Ino's greatest pride and joy, however, were her breasts, which even surpassed Tsunade's melons by several cup sizes. Heavy and pumped up with fat, the hanging udders swayed in front of the blonde's chest, stretching the purple top at every seam as they simultaneously tried to spill out of the huge cleavage. A flood of bright, soft breast flesh that instantly made Sakura's vagina tingle and moisten.

“We're almost falling off the meat here,” Naruto remarked with a laugh, sitting next to Ino and slapping his protruding belly. The blonde ninja had mainly put on weight on his stomach, although the rest of his body had lost relatively little fat so far. This added to the impression of the large, inflated-looking paunch that he carried in front of him and which weighed heavily on the seams of his orange and black outfit.

“Yeah, right, as if that were even possible,” Ino replied with a laugh and reached her hands under her breasts. Her fingers sank completely into the overflowing breast flesh and her tits slapped heavily and wobbly back onto the table when she let them go again. “I've got enough fat in my tits alone to live on for a year,” she added. Then she looked at Sakura, who placed the casseroles with the other prepared dishes on the dining table.

“But I still think we can all do with a little more.”

Laughing, the others agreed and Naruto said, “I think you're all even more beautiful with... a little extra on your ribs.” Hinata walked over to her lover and took two spring rolls from a plate. She ate one herself and slipped the other into Naruto's open mouth. Both looked into each other's eyes, full of love and desire. While the blond ninja chewed, Hinata unzipped his jacket and released the overflowing, fat mass of his belly into freedom. She lovingly ran her hand over the large bulge of the protruding belly. She swallowed and then said: “Then we shouldn't wait any longer.”

With that, the four of them began another unrestrained feast, each of them stuffing themselves as full as their bellies would allow. Afterwards, they all fed each other and had the greatest fun massaging each other when their stomachs hurt too much and encouraging each other to take another bite. Groaning, burping and breathing heavily, the stomachs of the four continued to swell under their layers of fat. Eventually they all stood up, completely exhausted, and staggered to their respective bedrooms, hunched over and with bellies full to bursting. There they indulged themselves a little more with sweets and also made each other happy.

Naruto loved to take Hinata from behind, while she pushed her limits and ate even more during sex. Today she had brought a plate of cake to bed with her and was now burying her face in it. As on the first night of debauchery in the restaurant room, the young woman's desire to overeat and the pleasure of Naruto's cock in her wet vagina brought her to an indescribably intense climax. As on the Hyuga wiggled around wildly when Naruto thrust his hard cock into her. She loved the way he held on to her widening ass and the thick rolls on her sides. It was also a great feeling to feel the man's heavy, full belly, which he placed on her fat ass in this position so that it didn't hang in his way. The sex was a wonderful, wonderful wobble-fest between the two swollen bodies. The blonde ninja fucked the young, fat and sluggish woman in front of him hard, who seemed almost unrealistically sexy with sensuality and femininity. This position, as classic as it was, was simply perfect for such an expansive and perfectly round ass as Hinata had built up over the last few months. In addition, the Hyuga could comfortably continue eating on all fours and feel her hanging belly, which was divided into two beautiful, white rolls of fat, getting closer and closer to the bedspread.

In the guest room, which the two other fat Kunoichis occupied, things were no less erotic and lust-filled. Sakura admired Ino's heavy, full udder breasts that swayed to the left and right of her overfilled and very stretched belly like huge, plump sacks. The blonde sat on the edge of the bed and slowly leaned backwards. Finally, she lay on the blanket and kneaded her huge tits, which were limp and soft in width and completely yielded to gravity in this position. Her nipples were rock hard and sent waves of pleasure to her crotch when she ran her chubby fingers over them. Sakura, meanwhile, lowered her head between Ino's fat-covered crotch and buried her face in her friend's greasy mound of Venus and moist, fragrant labia with the utmost pleasure.

The woman with the pink hair licked for all she was worth and her tongue played with Ino's swollen clitoris while the fat blonde moaned and wiggled her bacon. To be able to do this, Sakura had gone down on her knees at the foot of the bed and was now squatting there while her heels sank into her overflowing huge ass, which was still quite new and unfamiliar to the young woman. This mass of fat covered in dents and beautiful cellulite was simply heavenly soft. Her hips also spread out neatly to either side when she sat like this and she rested her hands comfortably on them while she pleasured the blonde woman.

After a very short time, Ino came to a violent orgasm and then breathed exhaustedly on the bed into her towering, full belly. Groaning, Sakura rose from her kneeling position and happily lay down on the bed next to the blonde woman. She stroked the softly spreading tits on all sides, which even spilled against Ino's small double chin.

“That was wonderful Sakura,” Ino said happily, looking into her friend's green eyes.

“But now it's my turn.” With these words and a long-drawn-out moan, the blonde rose heavily from the bed and held her bulging belly. “Oh my God, I'm full. We really overdid it today.”

“Do you really think so?” Sakura asked and grinned.

“No, not really. One more bite and I'll burst, but I wish we could stuff ourselves even more,” Ino also admitted with a grin.

“Well, I still have some room,” Sakura replied proudly and patted her bacon belly, which was spreading out on the bed. “There's still plenty of room and here,” she wobbled her wide hips, which were covered in rolls of fat. “There could also be a bit more nice bacon. I like our bodies and we get to enjoy them endlessly. So it's practically a win-win.”

Ino's eyes narrowed a little. “So you still have some room, you say? Let's see if we can't fill you up.”

“You're welcome to try,” Sakura replied, cheekily sticking her tongue out at Ino.

She just smiled and left the room with a slight waddle and her heavy tits swaying back and forth.

Shortly afterwards, Ino returned, holding a container with several liters of creamy liquid in her hands. Sakura eyed the thing skeptically in the blonde's chubby fingers.

“I don't know if I have that much room left.”

“Oh, you'll manage. Here, this will help.”

Ino handed Sakura the container of fat and sweet milkshake and then went to a dresser next to the bed. She pulled a vibrator out of one of the drawers, which the two women had already used several times for their pleasure.

“Here we go. I'll try my best,” Sakura promised and sat down on the edge of the bed, her fat ass spilling out to the left and right like rising dough. Her thighs and hip rolls looked incredibly wide and beautiful as she sat there. Then she lifted the container to her mouth and began to drink with big pumping gulps, feeling with ecstasy and unbridled lust how the creamy mass ran down her throat and squeezed her already badly stretched belly even further. Meanwhile, Ino worked on her friend's large, hanging mound of Venus and inserted the buzzing vibrator into her fat, swollen labia. Lightning flashed through the young woman as she drank faster and faster as fireworks exploded in her wet, hot crotch.

“Mmmh, you're doing great, my pretty fat girl,” Ino praised and leaned forward to give the drinking Sakura a kiss on her only medium-sized, but soft and beautiful breasts. She constantly moved the vibrator in her friend's vagina, making her quiver and slide back and forth on the fat cushions of her wide ass with lust.

“We'll get you really big, fat and full with this. And next time it'll be my turn,” the blonde whispered into the woman's ear, who then swallowed even faster and more intensely as she felt her plump, full belly continue to swell.

“And if you don't quite make it... I've got a little surprise for you that's sure to fit a little more in your pretty belly,” Ino purred mysteriously and watched as the cup slowly emptied and Sakura drifted towards a brain-melting orgasm at an unprecedented level of gluttony.

So the days, weeks and months passed and the four ninjas grew fatter and heavier. While Sakura's butt expanded more and more, her saddlebags produced thicker and thicker rolls and her ass cheeks became bigger and flabbier, her mobility and agility steadily decreased. Her hips were soon brushing against door frames and she was definitely the one for whom the furniture and facilities were becoming too cramped. Even at a comparable weight, none of the other obese shinobi had such problems fitting in or through anywhere due to their body shapes. More and more often, Sakura knocked things over with her expanding and increasingly protruding butt while developing a blatant waddling gait even faster than the others.

Naruto developed a bigger and bigger belly, which he continued to overstretch with food day after day. Although everyone was gaining weight at roughly the same rate, the blond man grew out of his clothes the fastest or walked around in clothes that were far too tight. His massive sagging belly quickly exceeded the height of his crotch and soon covered almost the entire surface of his thighs, the thick, billowing apron bursting any pants or making them impossible to zip. Naruto wore an increasingly sagging, more violently wobbling fat bag in front of him, pulling him down with more and more weight. The rest of his body naturally became more and more sluggish and flabby.

Meanwhile, Ino was very proud of her steadily growing breasts. Even though her body otherwise distributed the fat very nicely and evenly and she developed a fantastic hourglass figure, her udders, which continued to hang and swell every day, were always getting an extra portion of fat. The blonde's waist remained quite narrow, even though a massive hanging paunch sagged over her crotch and wobbled like jelly with every movement. Ino was very proud of this and loved the way her big butt and hips played so nicely with her monster tits. Meanwhile, she fell more and more in love with her sagging belly, which was getting lower and heavier every day. A wonderful flabby sack with beautiful stretch marks and butter-soft skin.

In addition to stuffing and overstretching her own stomach, Ino discovered more and more pleasure in feeding and fattening her friends. Since the first night of great excess, all four of them found it very horny to help each other fatten up and to see each other swell up more and more. Ina, however, took particular pleasure in knowing that she was responsible for the new kilos on the others' bodies.

Hinata's body probably developed the most evenly over time as she put on roughly the same amount of fat everywhere. Her butt and hips developed fantastically, while the rolls of her back and sides continued into a glorious hanging fat belly that swayed back and forth in front of her legs a little more each day. She was just a big, soft and flabby collection of ever-expanding rolls. Her hunger also grew immeasurably and she loved to feel every change in her body and every new kilo and to look at it in mirrors. Of all of them, Hinata was probably the most absorbed in her growing body, even if they all enjoyed these developments and continued to eat merrily in order to fatten up even faster and more. The young woman of the Hyuga clan, however, had a very special relationship with her body and enjoyed unrestrained and unbridled eating to the fullest at any time of the day. She loved to wobble her fat pads and search her huge body for new rolls or stretch marks.

All four ninjas were well on their way to getting fatter and fatter, eating and feeding their way towards immobility. None of them minded; on the contrary, they were all looking forward to getting so fat that they simply wouldn't be able to stand up on their own. This would be excellent proof of the love they had for their bodies and the pleasure they all took in eating.

A few weeks later...

“Oh my God, that's really enough. I'm going to explode any minute,” Sakura moaned in agony, holding her bulging and swollen belly. The young woman was sitting on two chairs in the kitchen of the Hyuga mansion that the four fat ninjas were living in these days. Even from these two seats, her fat ass hung far over and towards the floor. Sakura's lower half had been getting wider and wider lately. Her gigantic hip cushions were joined by massive legs with the circumference of tree trunks, from which hung countless, misshapen rolls and bags of fat. The young woman's huge ass bulged past the backrests of the chairs. Colossal ass cheeks, as soft as jelly and covered in dents.

In front of Sakura, her huge paunch hung far down between her fatty legs. A heavy apron of fat, sluggish and decorated with stretch marks and dents, waved between her massive thighs. Further up, her belly stuck out like a solid ball and Sakura rubbed her chubby fingers over the stretched layer of fat. Her beautifully grown, plump breasts lay naked on the swollen paunch.

Letting out little burps, the young woman leaned back on the chairs as best she could and massaged her fattened belly with a pained expression on her face. Sakura was a beautiful sight of fat femininity and abundance. A work of art made of almost 300 kg of the most beautiful fat. As she massaged her overstuffed stomach, the young woman's massive upper arm fat wobbled lazily back and forth. Her elbows were already about to be swallowed up by it, while the large cushions of fat hung down from her arms and under her armpits onto her broad hips.

“Ino, really. That was so much I'm going to burst,” she burped out with another belch. Piles of wrappers and empty plates and bowls were piled up on the kitchen table next to where Sakura was sitting, spilling out over her chairs. Directly in front of the fat kunoichi with the pink hair stood her friend Ino, also completely naked. Her gigantic udder breasts hung heavily to the left and right of her equally massive pendulous belly. Each of these breasts was four times the size of the blonde's head and the erect nipples swayed lazily back and forth at hip height. Ino crossed her fat arms in front of her chest and raised one of her narrow eyebrows.

“Oh what, you're full already?” With a mean grin, the blonde came closer and massaged her friend's fattened, protruding belly. Sakura's belly was rock hard and the taut, pale skin was really shimmering. She moaned loudly and contorted her face as Ino's soft little hands pressed gently but firmly into the pink-haired woman's bloated belly.

“Oh please, don't do that.” Sakura burped again and placed her hands on Ino's to stop her from moving. Gentle massages were one thing, but Sakura knew exactly how much Ino liked to tease and torment her lovingly.

The blonde let go of Sakura and grinned at the huge hooves of female fat flowing down from all sides of the chairs. A beautiful pear whose hips, ass and thighs continued to expand, making standing up and walking more and more strenuous. Ino herself weighed about as much as her friend before her, but all the new, sexy fat was better distributed on her beautiful body, with the exception of her monster tits, which always got an extra portion. The blonde kunoichi put her hands on her fat hips and tilted her head to the side with a mean smile. She loved her own body and, after years of dieting and self-mortification, had finally reached the point where she loved to keep growing her body. What she loved even more than her own swelling fat pads, however, was fattening up Sakura and Hinata and watching her friends grow wider and wider under her careful care.

“You don't want to go limp now, do you? I've prepared a few more liters of weight gain shake.”

Sakura's green eyes grew wide. “A couple of liters?! Look at that!” she said in dismay and then burped again. She pointed to the kitchen table covered in the remains of her gorging with a flabby arm, from which the bags of fat hung down a good 40cm when they dangled freely in the air.

“I'm really sorry Ino, but I'm so full I can't do anything. I don't think I could even stand up if I wanted to,” the fat pear explained wearily, rubbing the swollen center of her body again with her eyes closed.

“It's a real shame you're giving up already,” Ino replied disappointedly and turned around, everything on her body wobbling and her hair swaying violently back and forth in harmony with her breasts. The blonde went to a cupboard in the kitchen and took out two measuring cups filled to the brim. Sakura immediately recognized the fat, creamy liquid inside and moaned.

“Ino, really. I'm sorry, but I just can't. My stomach feels like it's going to rip apart at any moment.”

The blonde set both containers down on the table next to Sakura. Each of them contained three liters of the delicious and fattening mixture that all four heavyweights in the house had been using to accelerate their weight gain lately.

“You just think you can't keep anything down, Sakura. Your body makes you think that, but I know there's a lot more inside you. You want to get even fatter and more beautiful. You're as into it as we are, aren't you?” Ino asked challengingly. Sakura slid her huge, fat ass cheeks restlessly around on the chair. Her legs, overflowing with rolls and bags of fat, moved like a sea of pudding. It all looked like a huge landscape of fat on which a merely fat woman was sitting, as if her lower half was not a part of her at all, so disproportionately wide was this area of her body.

“I can't, I'm full to the top!” Sakura already seemed slightly annoyed. Ino should just leave her alone with her fattened belly so that she could relax and digest. Of course, Sakura loved her body and wanted to enlarge and grow it even more. But the limit of her body was simply there and there was nothing she could do about it. Like the other three, Sakura's appetite had continued to grow recently and her stomach now had an insane capacity. Still, full was simply full and Sakura definitely felt full to bursting.

Ino took a step back and sat down on the chair opposite her friend. She looked at the fat, pink-haired pear-shaped figure in front of her.

“Oh Sakura, you don't know how much more you could do if you really wanted to, but don't worry, I'll show you.”

Sakura's eyes widened in shock as Ino stretched out her fat, flabby arms and formed a circle with her thick fingers, through which she grinned at Sakura. She wanted to say something back quickly, but only another burp escaped her mouth. She also seemed to try to stand up out of reflex, but all her body could manage was a sluggish wobble of her enormous buttocks. These days, Sakura's ass could only be lifted up from a seat with a lot of effort and preparation, and her knees, buried under rolls of fat, were now failing her, especially as she was also holding the weight of her stuffed belly down.

“Shintenshin no Jutsu!”

Ino blinked and looked around. She looked at her own beautiful body, which was leaning slightly to one side on the chair opposite her. It was fascinating to look at her huge bells from another person's perspective. Like huge, inflated sacks, these udders hung down from her massive belly and rested on the blonde's greasy thighs.

Ino's spirit now inhabited Sakura's fat, pear-shaped body through her clan's jutsu. She slapped both hands on the hip pads sticking out to the left and right and let her monstrous buttocks wobble.

“You know Sakura, I'm damn proud of my beautiful tits, but your ass, oh man, it's something special too, I'll give you that,” Ino praised her friend's form. She could clearly feel the pink-haired kunoichi's consciousness sitting in the back of her head, angry and indignant.

“I thought you wouldn't manage to kick me out again this time, like back in the shunin selection exams. Do you know why? You have one of the strongest wills of all the people I know, but in this case you don't really WANT it. You say you're so full and you can't eat any more, but you actually want it. You want to be driven to do it, you want to be forced to do it. Deep down, you want to carry on and ignore your body's signals. I know I'm right, otherwise you could have thrown my spirit out of your body long ago.”

Sakura's mind fell silent and Ino knew with satisfaction that she was right. Now the fun would really begin.

“I don't think you'll be able to stand up with this ass anyway. You already can't do it without help. I think your belly can get a bit heavier and fuller.

Grinning, Ino reached for the first cup of shake with Sakura's heavy, fat-covered arm.

“It's going to feel fantastic once it's all in your belly.”

Ino put the container to Sakura's lips and began to drink quickly and heavily with pumping gulps. Sakura's poor stomach protested but then dutifully stretched itself further and further and further. She could feel her body getting fuller and fuller, even though she no longer had any control over her body. The young woman enjoyed it and did not resist Ino's takeover, because it was true that she wanted to be fattened up in the same way.

Grunting and moaning, Ino was trying one of her biggest bras to close her enormous melons. The fat pads of bacon bulged all over the far too tight cups and the young woman desperately tried to close the garment on her back, which was covered in rolls of fat.

“Oh man, no chance,” she finally said in annoyance and threw the bra into the corner of her bedroom. Then she waddled lazily to the scales in the corner of the room. From the large bed, she watched Hinata, who was squatting naked on the mattress and gleefully spooning ice cream from a large tub. Hyuga, who was also extremely obese, was sitting on her broad bottom with her massive thighs spread apart. Her swollen hanging belly stretched out in front of her. Large rolls of fat hung down her sides onto the fat cushions of her wide hips. Tits, each as big as a juicy watermelon and thus downright tiny compared to the enormous hangers that the blonde in front of her was trying to squeeze into a ridiculously small bra, hung to the left and right of her fattened belly.

Hinata had watched Ino try on her old clothes for a while and had had great fun doing so. She had alternated between eating potato chips and ice cream, filling her constantly growling stomach.

Ino stood in front of the large mirror in the bedroom and weighed the colossal tits she called her own in her hands. The blonde's fingers were completely swallowed up by the mass of soft breast flesh. Then she let the heavy udders slap down on her stomach where they swayed back and forth for a few seconds, making everything about her jiggle.

“I like your melons best naked anyway,” laughed Hinata and licked the spoon with relish.

Grinning, Ino turned around with everything on her lazily swaying behind her. The blonde put her hands under her large fat apron and lifted her belly, which now covered three quarters of her thighs. She bared her fat crotch and presented Hinata with her fat mound of Venus covered in blonde fluff. Then she let the heavy fat apron clap down again, making everything shake like an ocean of jelly. Ino walked towards the bed on which Hinata was enthroned like a melting pudding with rolls upon rolls hanging down. Her hands wandered from her fat belly to her huge tits, which were swinging at the same height.

“I think you like it best like this. I just have to get used to the fact that very soon no clothes will fit me anymore, no matter how big they are. I always liked to dress nicely but well...” The blonde wobbled wildly in all the rolls of fat hanging down her beautiful body. “Now all that beautiful new fat is just the dress I'm wearing. Walking around outside will soon be a thing of the past anyway and the only people who will see us are the staff and carers here in the building.”

“That's right, soon we won't be able to get out of here at all, but I'm actually looking forward to it. Eating even more, being even lazier and enjoying how we grow. Basically, our everyday life is all about food anyway. I mean, the feeling of being full is all we need in life to be happy, isn't it?” said Hinata, massaging the large belly, which was divided into several rolls and stretched across the bed between her legs, with her chubby hands.

Ino nodded. “I couldn't have believed that something like this could fulfill and satisfy me so much, but it does. I wonder how fat and beautiful we can get once we don't leave the house anymore.”

Many fat months later...

Naruto huffed and puffed rather loudly as he slowly waddled his way home. He had had a long day at work. While his life had changed a lot since that drastic night at the diner with Ino, Hinata and Sakura, he still had obligations to the village and Tsunade. He may have put on over 200kg of pure fat since that night a year ago, but he was still doing what he could to prove himself as a capable shinobi. However, he sensed that this would soon come to an end if he got any fatter, of which he had no doubt. Too fat to race across the rooftops, as he had always done just over a year ago, or to be able to move quickly and agilely at all, let alone fight. Naruto reached down and tugged at his sweat-soaked white T-shirt to try and pull it back over his stomach. Underneath, his immensely sagging and swaying apron of fat had pushed out and sagged halfway down his thighs. It had rolled up after his second lunch and wouldn't come down again, so that his deep, large belly button was clearly visible to everyone he waddled past in the village. His stomach was full to bursting, stretching the wobbly layer of fat on his paunch. Every time he tugged at it, his whole body wobbled and rippled. The man boobs that hung lusciously on his chest, the fat on his arms, the blatant double chin that encased his entire neck, everything. After a few attempts, he simply gave up because his clothes wouldn't cooperate. The blond ninja wondered why he even cared or bothered how he walked around.

He was currently on his way to Hinata's house, which had established itself as a permanent place for the four shinobi's revelry and debauchery. Puffing and wobbling, Naruto dragged all his fat masses from left to right in a heavy waddle, always swinging one fat-covered leg past the other. In front of his overloaded thighs and all the fat bulges hanging down from them, a large sack of fat was wobbling, which had formed on his crotch over time. This fatpat completely encased his cock and hung down almost to his knees, which were buried under fat. It still peeked out just below the mass of his sagging paunch. Naruto's entire flabby front swayed back and forth with every small and strenuous step. In fact, he was the one of the four who was still the best on foot, weighing almost 300 kg.

At last he reached the Hyuga clan's estate, where the ever-gorging and fattening heavyweights had been taken in and accommodated thanks to Hinata. Naruto still left the building relatively often to meet other people and to do some of the work that his huge body still allowed him to do. He liked to visit Ichiraku's store instead of having all the food brought home or pay a visit to the rebuilt ninja academy. The three kunoichis who had decided to join him in feeding, fattening up, getting fatter and enjoying themselves without limits were a different story. These three women had already come to terms with their new bodies and the restrictions that came with them, and did not give the impression of regretting their decision in the slightest. They were all more than happy not to leave the house at all and just to be served and looked after. Naruto himself basically had no problem with this, but as long as he could still walk, he still wanted to see and experience the world outside his home, and he was more than willing to give it all up so that he could just eat his fill without any interruptions. He was convinced that he could manage the upbringing of his children, which he had actually fathered with each of the three women, even if he couldn't leave the house. After all, the families of the three, especially the Yamanaka and Hyuga clan, as well as the rest of the village, gave them all the help they could, and after the war it had become more or less established that the entire village worked as a community to raise new offspring.

Naruto entered the house and the first thing he saw when he entered the living room was Ino and Sakura. Both were sitting completely naked on a large sofa and were already eating. By now, they had all decided that clothes were pointless, at least when they weren't walking around the village, which, as he said, was a very rare occurrence for the three kunoichi.

Ino raised her fat-covered arm and waved at Naruto, making everything on her wobble like jelly. Her mouth was too full to say anything and she was already stuffing more fried food into it with her other hand. Beneath the blonde's double chin, which jiggled wildly as she chewed, her colossal udder sacs swayed, hanging over her belly and resting on the luscious fat of her thighs. The areolas were stretched wide and the skin of her tits taut from all the fat Ino's body stored there every day. Between the blonde kunoichi's fat-laden legs, her paunch, divided into several rolls, lay sluggishly and reached almost to the level of her knees, which were buried under rolls of fat. Everything was jagged with stretch marks and covered in cellulite.

Sakura, for her part, was taking a large sip from a measuring cup and when she set it down, the first thing she did was greet Naruto with an extensive burp.

“Oh...sorry...I'm so full...Hello, Naruto,” the woman with the pink hair pressed out and held her huge protruding belly. Although this belly wasn't as fat and didn't spill quite as far forward on the cushion of the sofa as her friend's, Ino's belly was already halfway to the floor, but Sakura's upper belly was as swollen as if she had swallowed a beach ball. Her big, soft tits were pressed to the sides by the bulging, fully fattened ball. Moaning and with her eyes closed, the woman rubbed her bloated huge belly.

“I'm really bursting this time...oh man...since we've been here most of the time and eating even more, I don't even realize how much I'm stuffing myself until I'm almost torn apart,” she moaned in agony.

Sakura was by far the fattest of the four. At first, Ino's usual rivalry with her best friend had flared up about being better at gaining weight than the pink-haired girl herself, but it quickly became clear that Sakura seemed to be made for getting fat. Her buttocks, hips and thighs were a sea of fat that surrounded Sakura and sprawled over the backrest of the couch in endless rolls and bags of fat that already hung down to the floor in several places. The mass of ass cheeks that the woman had gathered behind her and continued to swell daily with unrestrained stuffing was simply unbelievable. Sakura had definitely won the fattening competition and she had never considered it as such, not even considering Ino's typical envy and eagerness to surpass her friend in everything.

“Where are the little ones?” Naruto asked and grabbed a burger, which was lying on the tables in front of the two extremely fat beauties along with numerous other dishes. He couldn't stand it any longer and finally had to eat something, especially when he saw these two women in all their mercilessly overweight splendor sitting on their sofas buried under rolls of fat and bags.

“A couple of nurses from the hospital are taking care of them right now, but they'll bring them back tonight, so we can watch a movie together when we eat or something,” Ino suggested after she swallowed and left it at that since she was already devouring sausages and fries the next moment.

Sakura stretched forward as far as she could with a groan, the ample fat of her upper arms resting on the tree trunk thighs, and grabbed another cup of milkshake. The movement was difficult as her buttocks couldn't move an inch without help, so Sakura had to rely on everything she needed or wanted being within arm's reach. She greedily took a big gulp of the fattening liquid and enjoyed how the thick soup ran down her throat to become new fat all over her body but most likely with mass on her backside. She was simply in love with this stuff and preferred it more and more often over solid food, of course also fattening her stomach every day without end. Then she looked at Naruto, who was now burying his teeth in his second burger. With one hand on her huge, ever-swelling stomach, she said, “But Boruto is still here. Hinata wanted to nurse him herself and spend some more time with him.”

Naruto nodded and ate the burger, then wiped his greasy fingers on his outfit and looked longingly at the rest of the sumptuous buffet that the cooks of the whole village had prepared for them all.

“I'll probably check on her first,” Naruto said, still feeling very hungry. But it didn't really matter, Hinata had her very own feast in the bedroom and she would surely be only too happy to share it with Naruto. He could feed her too as he climbed that huge mountain of sexy, feminine, sensual fat. His long cock twitched at the thought, struggling against the large apron of fat that encased and constricted him. Naruto should do just that as soon as possible, he had to seize every opportunity for sex. He had long realized that it might soon be impossible to have normal sex with the huge masses of fat slapping against each other.

“All right,” said Sakura and returned to her food and shake, while Ino fattened a bowl of curry in her overstuffed belly while moaning and smacking her lips.

Shortly afterwards, Naruto entered the bedroom that he usually shared with Hinata. The Hyuga sat in the middle of the bed among a pile of blankets and pillows, though sometimes when fabric covered the surface, it was hard to tell if it was padding or one of the young woman's fatty bulges. Hinata did indeed look roughly like a mixture of the other two kunoichi. A huge ass spread out over the entire surface of the bed while she had spread her tree-trunk legs as wide as possible so that her hanging belly, divided into three huge rolls, could spill over the mattress in front of her.

Next to the enormously fat woman who, like Ino and Sakura, was completely naked, if you didn't count the blankets that covered her here and there, there were endless piles of food and packaging.

“Hello, Naruto. Nice to see you,” she greeted him. In her swollen arms, she held the small, blond infant, who sucked fiercely on her breast, which was overloaded with fat. Hinata was able to hold the baby just far enough away from her with her arms so that it could drink from it without being crushed by the mass of breast flesh. Until Boruto no longer needed to breastfeed, Hinata hoped that the growth of her fat cells would not affect her breasts too much.

The sight made Naruto incredibly happy. This woman, whom he loved and who was so unspeakably fat that she could no longer stand up on her own, let alone walk, which he found incredibly sexy. This same wonderful woman was holding one of his healthy, gorgeous babies in her flabby, caring arms so that it would grow big and strong on her monstrous, swollen chest.

The blonde ninja approached Hinata and actually ignored all the delicious food spread around the room for the time being. He propped himself up on the bed and leaned over Hinata's huge, sluggish sagging belly. He tenderly gave the drinking Boruto a kiss on his blond mop of hair and then raised his eyes to Hinata, who smiled at him lovingly and emotionally.

“I love you, Naruto,” she said and they both kissed.

“I love you too, my darling,” Naruto replied as they both broke away from each other. Then he looked at the grotesquely obese and therefore incredibly attractive woman in front of him. The way all the fat hanging from her in bulky bags and rolls spread out over the entire mattress was simply an incredible sight.

“Hinata, I think we're only going to get fatter and fatter with time. And I like it and I know you and the others do too. It makes us happy and we find ourselves beautiful and sexy as we develop.”

“Of course. What are you getting at?” Hinata asked curiously, moving her large, milk-filled breasts a little so that Boruto could continue drinking.

“I think we should do something before we get too fat for it. I can feel and see it on our bodies, sex is getting harder and harder for us.”

“What do you want to do?” Hinata asked, her eyes wide and bright.

Naruto stroked the young woman's fatty thighs and looked deep into her Byakugan-equipped eyes.

“I think before we get too fat for this, we should make another child. Let's give Boruto to one of the servants after he's full and then we can get started. Maybe some cake first?”

Hinata beamed. “Nothing better than that. That sounds fantastic, I'm starving already and the little one would certainly be happy to have a sibling.”

From that moment on, the four ravenous shinobi, completely addicted to their insatiable hunger, continued to move in a single direction. Getting up and walking became an increasingly difficult feat with their increasingly heavy and sagging bellies. But with the ever-increasing kilos on their ever-swelling bodies, they were in for many other surprises as the months went by. Things they would never have thought they could get too fat for quickly became a reality. Arms from which a hundred kilos of fat were already dangling and which were completely encased in ever thicker layers of fat, slowly but surely could no longer be lifted properly. Fingers became increasingly difficult to bend and move as there was simply too much fat pressing against each other. Legs that were no longer recognizable as such because of all the rolls and bags of fat not only no longer bore the weight of the four heavyweights, but were generally no longer able to move at all. Completely useless except for the fact that they were storing more and more fat, these misshapen mashers lay on their respective beds and were also weighed down by the hanging bellies of the eating machines. Their feet continued to be overrun with fat and the mass of their lower legs virtually swallowed up their chubby toes. This effect was particularly strong on Sakura. Her grotesquely deformed and swollen legs could no longer be moved in any way soon after the kunoichi was no longer able to stand up. The mass of fat that had accumulated around her thighs was far too heavy. The young woman could no longer even manage to bend her knees as there was so much fat pressing against each other from the back of her thighs and calves. So the four blobs, each with a center of gravity in a different place on their swollen bodies, grew wider and wider. Every day they became heavier and the fat spread from them as a center in all directions. They also all felt that their increasing mass was pushing them further and further upwards and their limbs eventually became absolutely immobile as other fat pressed against them from all sides. The four of them wrapped themselves more and more tightly in their own soft, flabby bodies and gradually lost the ability to do anything except eat and get fatter.

A lot had to be done to enable the four increasingly fat and heavy people to continue living a carefree and carefree life. A constant stream of food of all kinds in huge quantities to match the four ninjas' growing bellies was just one aspect of this.

When the first reinforced bed had broken under Sakura's ever-expanding ass, it had taken immense effort to somehow hoist the fat kunoichi up and onto a better, larger bed. It had also become increasingly difficult to keep the other three reasonably mobile. Although it was still possible to move the mountains of fat around with a lot of help due to weight distribution, helpers, for example, always had to work hard to support the extraordinary bodies of the young, incredibly fat shinobi. For example, several people always had to lift Ino's enormous breasts slightly so that these mountains of flesh did not dangle in front of her grotesque belly like stranded buoys and drag the blonde woman down like huge sacks. Without this help, Ino would have long been immobile as well, rendered completely immobile by the mass of her swollen tits weighing down the rest of her fatty body. On the rare occasions when the young kunoichi still wanted to waddle to the toilet herself and not rely on one of the newly installed tubes that increasingly served the four blobs' every physical need, it was imperative that she got help dragging her distended, extremely feminine and, above all, extremely heavy form around.

Naruto had a similar problem and had to rely on several people to lift his incredibly grown, unspeakably fat and soft belly if he was ever lifted into a standing position. When standing, this blanket of pure, flabby fat already sagged down to the floor and spilled over his feet, which were otherwise almost swallowed up by his lower legs. So if, like Ino, he ever had one of the many tubes that had recently been inserted for them removed, it was necessary for helpers to lift his huge belly and drag it along with every little waddling step. Otherwise, even if Naruto had been able to keep his steadily increasing weight on his feet, he wouldn't have been able to swing one fat, roll-covered leg in front of the other.

So while the four of them collectively became heavier and more immobile, new machines and more and more hoses were installed. Increasingly, the ever fatter and wider blobs enjoyed the equipment that was put on them or pushed between their expanding rolls of fat by the numerous hired helpers. Tubes with special attachments, which also served the sexual lust of the mountains of fat, since none of them could satisfy themselves any more, not to mention sex. Massaging, stimulating devices which also sucked out every little thing the fat people did and left everything clean and pleasant. Even larger excretions were taken care of with special hoses in the buttocks of the blobs, which were increasingly covered in fat masses, thus ensuring that the helpers had to move the four mountains of flesh much less to clean these areas. This left even more time and peace to simply eat and grow endlessly. In fact, the four blobs really enjoyed the introduction of these new and very helpful devices for the unspeakable fattening. Each of them also liked what these tubes stood for, namely the elimination of more and more annoying aspects of a normal human life and thus the possibility of becoming fatter and fatter. There was a solution for every need and every weight-related obstacle was somehow solved for the four blobs.

While Naruto, Ino and Sakura had already learned about some of the new methods to take care of their needs and business, it was now Hinata's turn. She had been the last one to try to get out of bed regularly and waddle around the spacious estate, albeit with help of course. In the meantime, all four increasingly fat blobs had moved more or less permanently to the former living room of the house on the first floor.

“I'm trying...” Hinata moaned and leaned back as far as she could on the reinforced bed that had only recently been set up for her. Behind the young woman, her colossal ass spread wide across the mattress. The tube in her anus, which provided gentle suction so that Hinata could do her big business, had already been installed when the woman had been lifted onto the cushion. The young Hyuga hadn't really been able to help, as she hadn't been able to stand on her fat-buried feet for several weeks. At least she had been able to move more than Sakura, for example. She couldn't move her legs an inch because all the fat was pressing against each other and wrapping the kunoichi's stompers in ever thicker and thicker layers of fat.

Several helpers were now connecting the appropriate tubes with the special devices at the ends to Hinata's vagina. To do this, the young woman pulled her own apron of fat upwards as best she could while two nurses also lifted the huge fat cover decorated with stretch marks and cellulite. Another assistant had practically disappeared completely under Hinata's belly and between the piling fat of her thighs and fupa. Even though it took a lot of effort to lift her monster paunch even with a lot of help, Hinata also enjoyed the feeling of all her fat being pushed and wobbled around in that region.

“Just a little further, we're almost there,” said one of the hard-working helpers, holding up part of Hinata's paunch with both hands.

“You're doing great, we're almost there. I'm telling you it's worth it,” Ino motivated her as she massaged her gigantic breasts with her hands, or at least what she could reach of them. The blonde had just been drinking fat and sweet liquid food through a tube until her belly now protruded bulging between the masses of her udders. Ino couldn't really remember the last time she had touched anything other than her tits with her hands. Her body was covered in ever thicker layers of fat and her arms were held further and further away from her actual body by the mass of flab. She was also no longer able to bend her joints as much as she had a few months ago because the countless rolls and folds were blocking each other, even though they were actually so extremely soft.

“I'm telling you, this thing can really satisfy you. I'm sure you can't remember the last time you did it yourself between all the fat,” Ino continued with a grin, enjoying the various devices and tubes doing their work in her intimate area at that very moment.

After a few more minutes, everything was done for Hinata and she was able to let her huge belly slosh down again. She hadn't had to make such an effort for months and she was glad that it had probably been the last time. She didn't have to get up for anything now. The same state that Naruto, who had recently noticed with joy and excitement that he could no longer lift his arms properly, Sakura, who had been unable to stand for the longest time of all, and Ino, who was practically taking up more and more space with her divine tits, had been enjoying for some time.

“Rejoice Hinata, we basically don't have to do anything more than eat and get fatter anyway,” said Sakura and watched with a watery mouth as the nurses and helpers pushed in the food for the four increasingly larger and heavier blobs on several trolleys after their work on Hinata's supply lines was done.

“Walking and exercise are overrated anyway,” came from between the extremely fat cheeks and quadruple chin of Naruto, who was eagerly waiting to be fed exclusively or to have a tube in his mouth since he had last used his hands for it several weeks ago.

A lot of time had passed since the first night on the memorial day of the last war, when the four ninja had enjoyed themselves and indulged in gluttony like never before in their lives. A lot had happened in Konoha and the entire shinobi world since then. Joy, happiness and prosperity had returned and people were enjoying their lives again. This was partly thanks to the four incredibly obese people who called the village their home, hidden behind the leaves. They were by far the fattest and heaviest people on the entire continent and therefore probably in the entire world. Over the years, their excesses and desire for gluttony and pleasure had inspired large numbers of people to let themselves go a little more, to look at everything in a more positive and carefree way again and to leave the pain and suffering of the past behind them through the comforts of the new era. Without really wanting to, Naruto, Ino, Sakura and Hinata had changed the world around them. They had simply sought happiness in food and pleasure and had created a completely new mentality for the people. However, that hadn't really been important to them for a long time. Basically, none of the four of them cared about anything except eating and growing. Every day they did nothing but endlessly fatten themselves up with an incredible amount of calories and feel themselves growing bigger and bigger. No hobbies or work distracted them from this activity. Exercise and even talking had long been a thing of the past, but none of them were unhappy. On the contrary, they all found peace and contentment buried deep in the endless layers of their bodies. They felt only peace and contentment as they simply perceived themselves and the limits of their ever-expanding fat.

Meanwhile, a large number of helpers were needed to care for them, wash them and feed them. These people were recruited from the Hyuga household as well as several volunteers from Konoha who could not resist the enormous mass of fat that the four represented. The Hyuga clan estate had been enlarged and remodeled over the years to accommodate the needs of Hinata and the friends she had taken in. All four mountains of meat shared a large room that had been remodeled for them, which they slowly but surely filled a little more with their fat masses, which continued to swell day by day. Pipes and tubes solved every problem of excretion as well as some difficulties with breathing, as it became increasingly difficult for the bodies, completely buried under masses of fat and countless folds and rolls, to even raise and lower what had once been their chests to get air into their lungs. In addition, each of them now hung almost continuously from a feeding tube to provide their never-satisfied stomachs with an endless stream of sweet filling. The four blobs didn't do much other than swallow and get fatter, nor did they want to. Every day, orderlies tended to their sprawling, room-filling bodies and doctors and medical ninjas constantly monitored the bacon colossi's vitals.

Ino, Naruto, Sakura and Hinata had all developed in the same direction, namely to a monstrously fat and overweight, now simply insane size.

Naruto had turned out to be more and more belly-heavy as part of his constant weight gain. Of course, the blond ninja, who had not performed any jutsu or completed any training or even a mission for years now, had also put on hundreds of kilos of pure fat everywhere else, but nothing beat the enormous shinobi's belly. Basically, Naruto was quite similar to a bullet, even if numerous other rolls and sacks hung from him. Nevertheless, because his extremities and head were so heavily encased in fat, there was basically no real body shape to be recognized. Everything was just a collection of fat bulges that piled up and overlapped, creating a conglomeration of tubes and cables through which Naruto was fed and through which he could go about his business without the help of other people. But one thing stood out from this ball of fat, this hulking man flooded with fat. That was, of course, Naruto's belly, which grew like its own little ozan of fat, like a huge, soft, sluggish blanket of endless rolls of fat covered in stretch marks, sprawling across the ground several meters in front of his actual body. With each passing day, this apron of fat, the size of a tarpaulin, grew larger and larger, covering more and more of the floor beneath it. For Naruto, this was all perfectly fine and he completely accepted this existence and the state of endlessly fattening and getting fatter.

Ino, who was once so concerned about her weight, had also grown into a huge blob of human fat, although she could probably still move the most and best of the four. However, even with these last possible movements of her arms, legs and even her head, which was encased in a huge bulge of fat, were relatively useless. Huge masses of fat had made her shoulders, arms and chest under her chin swell enormously and her long hair flowed between all the expanding fat bags along her back fat rolls down to her gigantic ass.

The blonde woman's pride and joy were of course her unbelievably huge tits. Even at the beginning of her journey into absolute obesity, it had become clear that Ino tended to have extremely fat and monstrously large tits. Her whole body, like the other gigantic inhabitants of the house, was a single collection of rolls and folds. A huge belly, albeit not as oversized as Naruto's, a huge buttocks that stretched across all the cushions and the floor, whereby the stubborn and vain kunoichi also lost out to Sakura's lower half, and a body that was generally completely wrapped in fat.

But then there were Ino's breasts, which were off the scale and set her completely apart from all the other women, however fat they might be. Two huge, sluggish, elongated giant udders lying on the floor in front of the blonde like boulders adorned her chest. There was no longer a description for this mass of breasts, they were simply colossal. It was as if two huge sacks had been attached to the blonde woman and filled with several large balls and water to fill the gaps softly and without gaps. Titanic mountains of flesh with stretched areolas as wide as car tires and finger-thick nipples that were permanently aroused and sensitive.

Ino was more than proud of her tits and rejoiced every time she noticed that they had grown a little more and were taking up more of the floor of the room she lived in or pressing harder against the fat masses of her roommates, which were also swelling in all directions. She loved her body as it was and she loved to make it more and more beautiful and bigger.

Of course, the head heiress of the Hyuga clan herself also lived in the house together with the three other obese shinobi. Hinata had always enjoyed all the food, sex and getting fat together with her friends and, of course, her great love Naruto. In the course of this passionate, wonderful time, which was naturally characterized by pleasure and unrestrained feasting, she had even been able to give Naruto two wonderful children. Now the Hyuga was more satisfied than ever with her life and was even more willing than the other heavyweights to give up all activities and exist only as an increasingly fat blob that others would take care of 24 hours a day. She sat in her room and thought about her life while she felt her body's fat mountain swaying slightly and shaking with every heavy breath. The young woman was more than happy with that and had been for years. If she had her way, things could go on in exactly the same way. She had had the best and happiest time of her life with the other three fatty shinobi after the terrible war and the losses she had endured, and she was more than ready to live out the consequences of her out-of-control hunger and huge body for the rest of her days.

Every day she could feel herself getting fatter and heavier and even wiggling her fingers or toes was slowly becoming impossible, but even that didn't bother her at all. Hinata was so incredibly happy with everything that had happened that she almost couldn't believe it herself, but it was the pure truth.

Sakura thought about her life and the lives of the others in the big house as she happily felt the feeding tube in her mouth. She didn't drink directly from it, but got the fat, creamy, but very tasty liquid pumped directly into her throat from the tanks that had been installed one floor up. This kept her stomach taut at its absolute limit while it tried to digest the food slurry as fast as it could. Sakura looked down her front over the tube and her immensely puffy cheeks and the triple chin that encased her entire neck and was the size of a car tire. This chin was followed by the former kunoichi's enormous breasts. Each breast had the volume of an exercise ball but hung lazily, limply and incredibly soft like a huge sack to one side of her stomach and down to the floor. Her shoulders and arms were completely encased in huge sacks and rolls of fat, resting on huge deposits of fat that made up Sakura's hips. Her arms were pushed up to horizontal by all the flabby, soft mass of her body and were completely immobile. The fat that hung down from them and encased them at the same time was so massive and heavy that the woman could not move them at all. Sakura's hands, every finger of which was so fat and swollen that she could no longer bend any of them, were also completely immobile and only there to store more fat as long as there was still room on them.

The young woman's hips and buttocks had swollen into truly titanic mountains of fat that surrounded her and lifted her a good meter into the air at the same time. For Sakura herself, in the midst of this huge accumulation of fat surrounding her former body, it felt as if she was sitting on a bouncy castle. Her thighs merged into her buttocks somewhere in the ocean of fat in countless rolls and folds as thick as her arm, with bags of fat hanging from them. However, the actual position of Sakura's legs could only be recognized as a whirlpool-like depression in the mass of fat in which her swollen feet were located.

The enormous woman's hips were so wide and her ass so oversized that not only had she already reached the limits of the large room, but the fat itself was slowly beginning to push up against the walls. In addition, all the soft, feminine fat to her left and right was spilling out against Ino and Hinata's sprawling forms and slowly but surely it was getting narrower and narrower between the fat piling up against each other. All the servants and helpers had more and more trouble fighting their way through the bulges and huge sacks of fat to reach each side of their entrusted charges.

The back fat, which rested in countless piled rolls on Sakura's monstrous ass cheeks, swelled around her actual torso and merged with the rest of the fat, leaving her basically immobilized and held in suspension by her own fat. She could no longer move an inch and what could no longer really be called “movement” and what she could still manage with her extremities caused the enormous fat cover over her arms or legs to wobble barely noticeably at most.

The pride of her body stretched out in front of her, even if her buttocks and legs still had a lot more mass. An impossibly large ball of fat and flabby, lazy skin covered in stretch marks. Countless huge rolls hung from this belly, which was fattened to the brim at all times of the day, cascading in front of the pink-haired woman and stretching several meters. A huge belly spread out in all directions and could no longer be distinguished from the rest of her fat, with a large, swirly belly button somewhere on the lower third of the overlapping collection of rolls.

As she floated inside this vast, fat ocean, Sakura thought to herself that she actually quite liked it this way. Of course, she was almost oblivious to everything around her and interactions were limited to feeding and when she was being cleaned or otherwise cared for, but that was perfectly fine. Just as she was thinking about it, it was that time again when exactly that happened. Some of her helpers came into the large room in which the four blobs were happily growing and took the mast tubes out of their mouths. It was the only situation of the day in which this still happened and in which the four bobs were still talking. While they all let out hearty belches and groans and breathed heavily under the huge, inflated mass of their stomachs, the helpers set about washing the four hulking mountains of flesh.

“Oh God, that's good,” Hinata moaned from under the fat bulges on her face. The Hyuga always loved being touched and cared for by so many hands. She also liked being washed and stimulated in her private parts, which were buried under hundreds of kilos of fat.

“I wish we could keep eating,” Ino complained, her puffy cheeks letting the blonde, who had just had her long, beautiful hair washed by a nurse.

“You know what happened last time when someone tripped over the hoses,” Naruto interjected.

“Oh no, the one who tripped landed softly on my tits,” Ino replied and giggled, making the stacking rolls of her chin wobble.

“We're already far too fat for our helpers to get to all the places,” Sakura said and then burped very loudly as the three men, who were washing the numerous rolls of her belly that were stretched out on the floor in front of her, massaged her full stomach with them. “It's better if there's as little in the way as possible,” she added.

“What do you mean TOO fat? That's not possible,” laughed Ino.

“You know what I mean. I love getting heavier and bigger too. We should just pull ourselves together a bit if we don't eat for 20 minutes so that the others can do their work.”

“That's just long enough. I'm almost starving again. Every time, I can hardly wait until this wonderful stuff pours into my mouth again,” enthused Naruto. Several orderlies were in the process of lifting his monumental belly to clean the skin on the underside.”

“Ah, I just love being so fat,” Hinata said bluntly. “I love how my body feels and how all the fat wobbles and flows around when so many people touch it.”

“You can say that again,” Sakura agreed. “Speaking of feeling. I'm starting to notice your hip fat overflowing mine, ...pretty sexy I think.” In her mind, Sakura turned her head towards her friend and winked, but of course, with the abundance of fat encasing her face and shoulders, this was no longer possible.

“Oh man, you say something,” Ino groaned and then sighed. “All that fat feels so damn hot and horny. Just to be able to feel you even more with your fat rolls wobbling and feeding you again, I wish I could go again from time to time.”

“I don't know what your body would have to look like for you to be able to walk again, but I'm sure there's already 600kg too much flab on it. Your breasts alone are enough to make you overweight for a dozen women. God, what huge mountains of flab they are,” Naruto said appreciatively.

“That's what I mean. I can still feel my breasts growing, of course, but when I hear something like that and think about pressing those things against your bacon... it's so cool,” Ino moaned, half laughing and half frustrated.

“Don't worry, I'm working on making sure that not only our hips touch, but that my belly soon presses against your tits. I'm sure it'll feel hot,” Sakura reassured her enormous blonde friend.

“I want to finally feel you all over again,” complained the hero of the village, who had once been such a well-trained and agile man, but was as happy and content with his existence as a blob as could be.

“I'm already trying my hardest to get my belly to meet our fat in the middle of the room.”

“That would be so sexy and beautiful. Just imagine that. We'd be so fat and huge that we'd take up this whole room and our fat bags and rolls would even get in each other's way,” Hinata said dreamily, enjoying it very much as several hands cleaned all the spaces between her fat folds with sponges, foam and warm water and then dried them. All the fat shone from the foam and soap and was even softer than it already was.

2That would be really awesome,” Ino agreed, while three people applied cream and massaged her monumental tits. These mountains of tender, buttery-soft but several hundredweight of fatty tissue wobbled and jiggled so beautifully and sensually that all the women got pretty hot in the crotch. Naruto grew a decent boner that was buried under a few kilos of soft fat. Of course, there were also solutions for this and the four blobs agreed without words that it was time again for some of the helpers to make themselves useful on this front with a few toys. The huge mountains of meat not only wanted to be fattened up, but also satisfied. After all, there wasn't much else to do in their lives besides lust and the desire to eat.

Sakura pondered this while the orderlies and assistants now climbed over her ocean of a body and were in the process of cleaning the debauched buttocks of the incredibly fat woman. In fact, there wasn't much more they could or wanted to do. Only the pleasure of their own bodies and the constant eating and getting fatter. However, all this made each of the four of them happy and it was enough for them to live this life.

“I think we should eat something proper together again. So together and something cooked,” Hinata suggested.

“Sounds great, I really miss noodle soup. It's also liquid but with all the great garnish. But by eating and cooking yourself, you mean being cooked and fed, don't you?” Naruto replied with a laugh.

“Yeah, sure, what else. I think we should have a big meal with our whole family.”

This also meant the children Naruto had given each of the three women before they had all become far too fat and immobile to have normal sex.

At this beautiful idea, it dawned on Sakura what her life still felt like besides food. It wasn't really an impressive realization, but now the thought had taken solid, formulated shape in her fat-encased head for the first time.

While the four blobs spent their fat existence in the large estate, elsewhere in the village, hidden behind the leaves, the next generation was already emulating their parents...

Sarada stuffed the last filled rice ball into her mouth and chewed hard. Sweat ran down her forehead and her reddened, stretched cheeks. Finally, she swallowed the contents of her mouth and triumphantly thrust her fat-covered arms into the air. The sluggishly hanging mass of her upper arms wobbled wildly back and forth.

“Done!” she exclaimed happily, but immediately afterwards her face contorted and her hands flew to her stomach to massage it. Moaning, she rubbed her ball, which was visible under the stretched fabric of her red top. Her clothes were once again far too tight, but she was gaining weight far too quickly for it to be worthwhile for the girl to buy new clothes regularly.

Sarada's enormous fat gain, which was due to her unbridled eating habits since she could remember, had shaped her body and she now had the mass of at least five girls her age. Although she was still before puberty, all the overeating she had done, following the example of her father and mother, had given the young girl enormous, flabby and fat udder breasts. These huge tits stretched the top extremely and bulged it out. From these breasts, which hung heavily on her and were much more massive than those of almost any adult woman in Konoha, thick bulges under her armpits led to Sarada's pronounced back fat. Thick folds hung down her backside, one on top of the other, to her sprawling buttocks, which she had inherited from her mother. Sarada's arms were soft clusters of thick rolls overlapping each other with large pillows of fat hanging from her upper arms, spilling out of her sleeves and resting on her mighty hips. These hips were her pride and joy as she had always admired her mother's enormous form. Even at her young age, Sarada's buttocks were three times wider than those of any normal adult woman she knew. Two gigantic, flabby ass cheeks the size of beach balls that almost burst through her huge black shorts. Plus extremely wide hips with hefty saddlebags and massive thighs covered in cellulite.

In front of the girl swung the fatty, which was always worn open over her pants and peeked out of the bottom of her top. This sluggish sack swayed in front of her with every movement and was already quite restrictive for the young girl. This belly, together with her monstrous ass, made Sarada very stolid, sluggish and immobile even at the age of twelve. Standing and walking slowly became a difficult hurdle for her and her enormous mass made her lose her balance faster and faster. It was only with difficulty and help that Sarada managed to lift herself up from a sitting position these days. Thankfully, one thing was not restricted by her ever-growing body and that was, of course, her ability to eat.

Sarada sighed and leaned back in the chair with her eyes closed, her monster ass spilling over the edges. Between her splayed thighs, her fat sagging paunch sagged downwards, while her swollen and stuffed upper belly almost burst the fastenings of her top. She was sitting at a table in front of several empty plates in the ninja academy in Konoha. Here she learned the arts and techniques of the shinobi, even though it was almost impossible for Sarada and her siblings to move properly. She sat at this table with them and when it had been time for lunch today, which all the students ate together, someone had come up with the idea of an eating competition. Sarada and her half-siblings Boruto and Inojin had enthusiastically started eating away, but the girl who was already confident of victory from the start had won in the end. No one beat her at dinner except perhaps her parents or the mothers of her two half-siblings.

“Oh man, how do you actually do that?” Boruto asked with a groan, rubbing his own pudge peeking out from under his skimpy top. The blond boy was also extremely fat for his age, but it was still no comparison to Sarada. His belly was nowhere near as big as his half-sister's.

“Well, it's in my genes I guess. I mean, my mom is the fattest in the Hyuga estate, after all,” Sarada mused with pride in her voice, placing her hands from her bloated paunch to her distended hip pillows. She had managed to polish off all the portions that the academy canteen had served her before her siblings.

“Oh damn, look how late it is already. Our parents don't know where we've been for so long,” the Inojin, who was also quite fat but still seemed to be the slimmest of the group, said worriedly. Boruto rolled his eyes and looked slightly annoyed at his half-brother.

Both boys were also hugely fatty mountains of flesh with immense bulges bulging out of their clothes and hanging between their spread thighs towards the floor of the ninja academy. Both were still a long way from being as voluminous and almost immobile as their half-sister, but nevertheless, large masses of fat hung and wobbled on the two young shinobi. Overflowing male breasts, which rested on Boruto's and Inojin's equally well-filled cheeks, stretched the outfits of the two boys. Even though it was no comparison to the overflowing, incredibly feminine monster butt of Sarada, very voluptuous asses also stretched the pants of the two. In fact, Boruto was a good deal heavier than his brother, which made him the steamiest of the group, with Inojin also dragging a more than impressive hanging paunch in front of him, which already hung down to the middle of his thighs when standing.

“Where are we supposed to go, what are we supposed to do? You're worrying too much.”

“Well, we should really go home slowly, then we'll have dinner soon,” Sarada interjected and licked her lips with a grin while her overfull stomach gurgled and creaked loudly.

Boruto looked at the dark-haired girl with the glasses in amazement.

“Are you still hungry? I'm about to burst and I haven't eaten as much as you.”

Sarada grinned even wider, which further accentuated her large double chin, and rubbed her swollen belly.

“Well, I'm quite full right now. After the walk home, especially considering how long it's going to take us, I think I could do with something again.”

The girl braced her hands on the table, mustered all her strength and tried to push herself up with a strained face. But her tree-trunk legs with their puny muscles and the huge bulky rolls of fat hanging from them failed her. Her bottom was an anchor of two huge boulders of ass cheeks that held the young woman in her seat and her belly was squeezing so hard that the feeling alone exhausted her. Moaning and panting, she sank back onto the chair, wobbling and unable to get up properly.

“Guys, can you help me please?” she asked, panting and gasping. The girl's fat chest rose and fell heavily and quickly, her huge breasts, created by pure fat, stretching her top menacingly with every breath.

Also panting, but much lighter and more agile, the two fat, blond boys rose from their seats and trudged over to their sister, who was stuck on the chair. Their fat aprons swung heavily back and forth and every roll on their bodies wobbled wildly. With the weight the two young shinobi had reached, even the slightest movement was an immense wobble. Nevertheless, it was still no comparison to the mass of fat that her half-sister had loaded onto her body by eating for at least three people for as long as she could remember.

Each of the two heavy boys hooked one of their flabby arms under Sarada's twice as fat upper arms. Then the dark-haired girl took another deep breath, gathered her strength and heaved herself upwards. With combined strength, they managed to get Sarada's huge mass of buttocks into the air. All the rolls, folds and sacks on the girl's misshapen and hugely out of shape legs wobbled and undulated. With tiny waddling steps, Sarada moved away from her spot, her ass cheeks bobbing up and down. With her small size and young age, all the fat hanging off her looked particularly grotesque. A huge collection of quivering and jiggling pudding, cascading and hanging from every crevice of her tight clothing. She moved slightly bent over at first as her belly was not too tight in this position. When the fat girl stood a few meters away from her place in the middle of the room, she took the opportunity to straighten herself up again. Groaning, she held her fattened belly, which hung over her fat-swallowed knees, as she stretched her back again. Her fattened belly jutted out in front of her and was stretched like the skin of a drum. The fat hanging apron of Sarada's huge belly slapped heavily in front of her legs, making every step even more strenuous.

After a brief moment to catch her breath, Sarada looked at her siblings.

“Okay, here we go.”

Boruto brought her the metal, reinforced walking aid that the extremely obese and almost immobile girl needed by now. Grateful and with reddened cheeks and a sweaty forehead, his sister took the stainless steel construct in her chubby sausage fingers.

With that, the three of them waddled off, the hugely obese girl in their midst. Sarada could only take tiny steps, laboriously swinging her stompers past each other and lifting her large fat apron with her thighs again and again. Her collossal breasts swayed back and forth with each tiny forward movement.

Slowly but surely, the three of them worked their way towards the Hyuga clan estate in another part of Konoha. Towards their parents and, above all, towards the next big and delicious meal.

Because there was one thing Sakura was still happy to do, of course; after all, she had become a mother despite everything. As if to confirm her thoughts and Hinata's suggestion, she heard the front door of the mansion open past the layers of fat near her head.

“Hi, mom, hi guys. I'm home again.”