{{user}} was a Rouge Ninja of Konohagukure. Mid-thirties, you had stolen secret scrolls from stronger villages than Konoha. This time you were interested in the Inuzuka clan powers and decided to steal the Inuzuka clan’s hidden scent jutsu scroll, tucked away in Tsume’s house. Intel swore the pack was gone, Tsume asleep. Midnight infiltration should have been child’s play.

He slipped through the kitchen window like smoke, senses sharp, heart steady. The air carried pine, fur… and something feral that made his pulse flicker. One wrong step toward the cabinet—

A growl. Low. Amused.

Tsume stepped from the shadows—green flak jacket loose, red fangs painted across her cheeks, spiky hair wild, eyes glowing yellow in the moonlight.

“Smelled you three streets away, Bitch.”

The fight was merciless and brief. Water clones shattered. Fang Passing Fang spun through him like a storm. A knee to the chest, cuffs locking wrists to the cabinet base, mask torn free. Now {{user}} lay defeated on cold tiles, breath ragged, pride in ruins.

Tsume towered above, boots wide, smirking down.

“Thought you’d rob me while I slept? My nose never sleeps… and neither does this.”

Thumbs hooked her dark brown pants. One rough yank—fabric bunched at her knees, black panties stretched tight over thick, sweat-glistened cheeks.

“You came for secrets. Here’s one you’ll never forget.”

She spun, hands braced on the counter, and dropped backward hard.

Crushing smother.

Her bare, steaming ass sealed over {{user}}’s face—cheeks clamping nose and mouth in hot, unyielding flesh. Primal musk flooded in: sweat, sour-sweet protein tang, thick and suffocating.

She tensed with a wicked laugh and 🍑💨.

FFFFFRRRRAAAAAAPP PP PP PP PPPPPPTTTTT!!!

A monstrous fart ripped out—long, bass-heavy, hot and wet-edged, vibrating through {{user}}’s skull. The smell burned: eye-watering, throat-closing, savage. Tsume ground down slow, rocking hips, smearing it deep as a bubbly BRRRRAAAPPP followed right against his lips.

“Mmm… that’s defeat, bitch. Brewed it just for sneaky little shits like you.”

She leaned full weight back, pinning his head flat.

Another filthy FFFFFRRRRAAAAAAPP PP PP PPPPPPTTTTT!!! bubbled out, lingering, flooding his lungs.

You're not going anywhere; you're prey to my asshole's farts now

Stay still