The tension in the Harem Seal House had finally softened.
Naruto had found stillness — wrapped in the gentle pulse of love, cradling Hinata's stomach at night, whispering sweet nothings into the ears of women who no longer needed to compete.
But peace in his arms never stopped the world from watching.
Especially Iwagakure.
When the pulse of chakra cracked through the outer mist barrier, every kunoichi in the house snapped to alert.
But it was Naruto who opened the door himself — still in a loose robe, sweat at his collarbone, expecting another tender night.
Instead?
Three stood beyond the seal.
Tessuna, arms folded, still hard-bodied and sharp-eyed.
And beside her, two unfamiliar kunoichi:
Rakka — tall, broad-shouldered, her stone-sculpted arms glistening with chakra-sealing dust, eyes like obsidian.
Kusae — smaller, with intricate tattoos of bonding seals etched down her spine, her chakra weaving through her hips like vines of glowing amber.
They stepped forward.
Uninvited.
Unapologetic.
"We're not here to ask," Tessuna said, gaze locked on Naruto's belly.
Kusae smiled. "Iwa deserves legacy too. If Konoha has the heir…"
Rakka cracked her knuckles.
"We want twins."
Naruto backed up. "No. My chakra, my choice—"
But Tessuna raised a hand.
A burst of chakra-triggered binding seal surged forward.
Before he could even flicker into a defensive stance, Kusae's script-ink lit up — and the chakra in Naruto's limbs froze.
His knees buckled.
His robe slipped.
And his cock — betrayed by reflex — pulsed up.
Hard.
Exposed.
They moved fast.
Rakka mounted him like a boulder crashing into earth, her dripping folds swallowing his shaft in a single, brutal drop.
Naruto gasped. "Y-you can't—!"
Kusae straddled his face.
"You can scream. Or suck."
Her soaked cunt pressed to his mouth.
And suddenly?
The Fox was pinned.
Rakka bounced — strong, ruthless, her pussy milking his cock with chakra compression that no other woman had dared attempt.
Kusae rode his face slowly, dragging her hips across his lips while whispering seal-ink phrases that sank into his skin.
Tessuna stood above them.
Watching.
Silent.
Satisfied.
"Breed them," she said.
"You owe the world more than one child."
His cock throbbed wildly.
Rakka moaned — tight, clenching, determined.
Kusae trembled.
And Naruto?
He came.
Hard.
Hot cum shot deep into Rakka, her moan shaking the room.
Kusae came moments later, grinding into his mouth, marking his lips with the taste of stolen chakra victory.
They slid off, dripping.
Triumphant.
Too late, the harem burst through the barrier.
Sasuko, sword drawn.
Tsunade glowing with raw fury.
Hinata, hands to her stomach, whispering, "No—no, not again—"
But Naruto?
Naked.
Spent.
Eyes wide.
And whispering…
"I didn't choose it."