Naruto: Daemon Ritus Chapter 03 In Progress (Patreon)

(Warning: This story contains female muscle, female muscle growth, dominant behavior, and graphic sexual content)

It was quite the feeling, Sakura thought, to transcend humanity. She used to desire strength in the past, to stand out from her spot as the week civilian-born kunoichi, and rise through the ranks to make a name for herself.

To be a kunoichi, a medic… it all seemed so small, looking back. It was such a small desire brought up by a limited human mind, driven by small human wants. Sakura would have wasted her entire life following those pointless things had she not awakened to something much greater.

The ascended kunoichi hummed to herself as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her skin was bright red, like a precious gem. Her figure was statuesque, around seven feet tall, and built to extreme proportions. Her arms stood at an angle on the sides, pushed out by the spread of her back and her rising lats that stood a good distance from the core of her stomach, giving additional curves to her figure. Her arms were massive, with deltoids the size of cannonballs and biceps as large as watermelons. They coiled with the strength of high-tension cables with each flex, jumping at her command and bursting with power. Sakura licked her lips at the sight of them, such juicy sights, the mounds of flesh wrapped by her flawless red skin.

Her fingers idly tapped each row of abdominal muscles, feeling the four blocks in a row before playfully running her palm over their striated perfection, pulling at the skin as she circled her hand over them. A quick flex made them lock down into a powerful wall of flesh that made a thud sound when rasping her knuckles against it.

And her legs, oh gods, her legs, they were large and powerful. Thicker than a man’s torso, coursing to the brim with unreal muscles. They were so wide that there was no space between them. She flexed them just to feel the friction between each muscle.

“What a fucking hot beast you are,” She rumbled to herself, smirking wide enough to show her sharp incisors. The sharp horns rising from her forehead were another cue that she wasn’t human anymore. She was a creature of might and excess, something that would make lesser humans quiver and surrender to their knees. A thought that was all too enticing. Any hot-blooded male would quickly develop an erection at the sight of her body, helped by the fact that she chose to wear a sort of furred off-shoulder top and loincloth, truly adopting the demon motif.

“Feeling a little full of ourselves, are we?”

Sakura spotted Tenten in the reflection, grinning at the sight of her friend. Like Sakura, Tenten too had become something outstanding. Her skin was a peerless silver, and there were scaled doting on her figure in patches all around her. Her musculature was comparable to Sakura's, sharp and honed like a mastercrafted blade. She wore a similar outfit to Sakura, finding it more appealing to show as much skin as possible.

“You should have some humility, Sakura.” The weapon mistress pushed her aside and flexed, taking her place in the mirror. “Particularly when in the presence of excellence like this.”

Sakura chuckled and flexed to compare their muscles. “That’s my line.” The two were evenly matched in many regards, but enjoyed this thrill of competition; the presence of their peer’s muscular bodies invigorated them and inspired them to become even stronger. Sakura growled as she struck a most muscular pose, throbbing her pectorals and squeezing her breasts between her huge biceps.

Tenten licked her sharp fangs and turned around, displaying her enormous back carved to labyrinthian perfection, a myriad lines of deep definition marking the supreme strength in each muscle that fought for room.

The more they posed, the more they showed off to each other, the hotter their bodies burned. The heat of arousal swelled up in tandem with their muscles until it got to the point where they couldn’t take it anymore.

“Mmm!”

Their mouths slammed together, kissing fiercely as their tongues ran over each other with lustful delight. Licking the inner walls of their mouth and brushing over sharp teeth. They parted slightly, tongues still wrapped around each other, before clashing their lips together again. Ample breasts squeezed together as they held each other tightly, exploring the muscular reaches of their vast bodies and moaning in delight to have their muscles worshipped while each showed their love for the other’s musculature.

Their loincloths snapped away, and their naked sexes grinding together, the friction eased with the wetness dripping from their slips, coating their huge thighs.

“You’re so fucking hot, Sakura,” Tenten growled. “Want you to be my partner every time…!”

“Ugh, yes!” Sakura wildly grinned as Tenten roughly grabbed her breasts and pawed at them. “I want us to take over this village, make everyone here know who the fucking strongest ninjas around are!”

Their hips slammed together with thunderous force and velocity.

“Ah!” They cried in unison as the coitus took them to the highest highs of pleasure. “Ah! Ahh! Ahhhhh!” And released their pent-up arousal at the same time in streams of liquid pleasure that ran down their legs and salty drops of pleasure. “Ahhh…”

They held each other with a tenderness that betrayed their fearsome looks, sharing lazy kisses as they rode out the afterglow.

“Say…” Tenten mumbled between kisses. “Hinata wants us in the other room. Says, ah…” She gasped when Sakura kissed her neck, finding a pulsating point. “Says she wants us to see how she transforms the others.”

“Mmm, wouldn’t miss it.” Sakura grinned as they untangled themselves. “Shizune’s gonna make a fine demon lady.”

“She’s a wildcat in bed,” Tenten spoke from firsthand experience. “Can just imagine what she’ll be when transformed”

“Oh! But I am truly eager to see shishou transform!” If she had a tail, it’d be swagging with happiness.

Tenten bit her lip to stifle a moan, the mental image of Tsunade becoming a large, powerful demon lady… it almost made her want to fuck Sakura again. “Oh yeah, we cannot miss this.”