Ninja Bimbofication 1 (English) (Commission)

(Implants, Expansion, Bimbofication, Sex, Gender Change)

Times had changed since the end of the last great ninja war. Many countries and villages have since focused on rebuilding and maintaining peaceful and friendly relations with each other. While many citizens tried to help build a better world, others pursued more personal goals.

Sakura Haruno, kunoichi of the village hidden behind the leaves and a trained medical ninja, was more than excited. Since the end of the fighting, the victory over Madara Uchiha and Kaguya Ootsutsuki, she had returned to Konohagakure to rebuild and restore order with her friends and comrades. Now that life had returned to a certain normality and relations with the rest of the villages were more relaxed than they had been for the last hundred years, the young woman had turned her attention to a project that had been on her mind since her first contact with medical jutsus. Now that the war was over, Akatsuki no longer existed and an era of peace and prosperity seemed to be on the horizon.

Sakura felt that now was the time to return to one of her oldest and dearest desires. Besides, it was very possible that the research she had done recently could also benefit everyone at some point.

The young woman with the cherry-blossom-colored hair stood excitedly and with a pounding heart in one of the operating rooms of the newly built Konoha hospital. Basically all the doctors, scientists and medical ninjas in the village worked there and were mainly dealing with civilian matters these days.

Sakura stood in front of a table with a small container on it, which she looked at intently. She was excited but also a little afraid of what was about to happen, even though she had been waiting and working for this for so long. She swallowed hard and then pulled herself together. Her fingers still trembled slightly as she opened the container and examined the contents with bated breath.

"Wow, beautiful." Sakura said, impressed. She reached into the antibacterial liquid of the container and carefully took out one of the two white-gray pillows wrapped in another foil. It felt incredibly soft but still with a certain pleasant resistance. Both drop-shaped and elastic, small pouches were Sakura's own creation. She had spent months experimenting with different methods, materials and processes for filling or sealing the cushions until she had finally been able to produce this product. These little wonders made from the inorganic material silicone, which she had managed to get to the perfect consistency, would change her life forever.

One thing had always gnawed at Sakura incessantly and hellishly. No matter how often she said otherwise, no matter how often she received compliments on her appearance and no matter whether she had been good friends with women like Ino or Hinata for a long time and had long since buried her rivalry with the former, there was always this one terribly annoying fact: her small breasts.

Sakura just hated being so incredibly flat and without curves. The lack of bust size was a major problem, even if she was reasonably happy with the rest of her proportions, she was always envious of the busty women around her. During training with her teacher Tsunade, the young woman had almost gone mad with frustration and envy, even though she had never let on. Every day she had had the mature woman's big, plump tits in front of her nose. Carrying such splendor in front of her chest was an absolute dream of Sakura's. Who knew where her research would lead, for now she would use her new invention to fill her tiny buds and see how it worked.

She was incredibly happy, however, because the kunoichi had finally developed something with which she could remedy the lack of fullness and the imperfections that were so painful in her soul and self-perception. What's more, these silicone cushions would permanently change the size of her breasts without using chakra or creating any kind of illusion. They would become real parts of Sakura's body and were therefore far superior to a jutsu like the one Tsunade used to maintain her youthful appearance or the technique of transformation, which made any change possible but was not real or permanent.

Sakura carefully placed the soft, pliable silicone pad back into its container and placed it on a small rolling table on which various instruments and medical equipment were already lying. Then she moved everything to a prepared operating table in the middle of the room. She took another deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Excitement, arousal and uncertainty battled inside her. After all, no one had ever tried to implant anything like this before, especially not for the sole purpose of changing their own appearance. But everything would be fine. If Sakura had faith in anything, it was in her own abilities as a medical ninja.

Finally, she stepped in front of a large mirror on the wall and undressed completely. She looked at her slim body. Her butt actually had slight curves and was sexy, and Sakura had nothing against the rest of her slim body either. But her breasts almost made her sick. Sakura gently traced the curvy shapes of her body and stroked her small bust. She hated this lack of volume in her chest, she was so unhappy with the little bit of female flesh she was endowed with there. This sight, which was not particularly appealing to her, encouraged Sakura again in her upcoming endeavor and she was filled with new courage and drive. Any doubts were blown away and replaced by euphoric energy. With a confident smile, the young woman performed the necessary finger signs and concentrated the required chakra for the intended jutsu. With a muffled bang and a copious but rapidly dissipating cloud of smoke, three shadow doppelgangers of herself appeared. Sorrowfully, the four identical, naked women with pink hair scrutinized each other's modest, girlish buds. Finally, the original Sakura punched the flat of her hand with her fist and said firmly: "Let's get started!" Her doppelgangers smiled and replied as if in chorus: "All right, let's go!"

The original Sakura lay down on the operating table covered with a blanket while her three doppelgangers prepared everything else. The clones put on gowns and face masks and put rubber gloves on their thoroughly washed and disinfected hands. Even though they were not real people, they had a solid form and could therefore be contaminated with impurities and germs. Sakura was always very careful and meticulous when it came to medical procedures, especially when she was her own patient.

The doppelgangers covered the original body with a blanket cut out at the chest after injecting a local anesthetic under the original's pale skin. All four women then waited anxiously for the anesthetic to take effect. Once this had happened, the women generously brushed the breast of the real body with a disinfectant substance.

Sakura took a deep breath and then concentrated fully on the work of her images. Slowly and carefully, and with the routine of an experienced medical ninja, one of the shadow doppelgangers made the first incision under Sakura's small left breast. The tissue was quickly cut with the scalpel and a pocket formed for the implant. Sakura had done months of research beforehand and had come to the conclusion that it would be better to position the cushion under her pectoral muscle, as she did not have much skin or fatty tissue available to accommodate the implant.

Carefully, as gently as possible and with as much pressure as necessary, the double pushed the small silicone cushion into the incision that had been made. When everything under her breast had disappeared, she could already see the much more voluptuous curve that now described her breast. Sakura was incredibly excited to see what it would look like when she was finished with everything.

Next, two of the doppelgangers felt her filled breast and carefully moved the implant inside until, in Sakura's opinion, it fitted perfectly. The same procedure was then carried out on her other breast. Here, too, the implantation of the cushion went smoothly and exactly as the kunoichi had planned the experimental operation beforehand.

In the next step, her doppelgangers sewed the incisions under her small but now, by her standards, very curved breasts shut again. They proceeded cleanly and carefully so as to leave as few marks as possible. Afterwards, their images stretched their palms towards the enhanced bust and produced healing green chakra. Sakura felt the effect despite the anesthesia in her original body as she channeled her own chakra through her doppelgangers to her fresh "wounds". With the naked eye, one could see how the scars healed and almost completely disappeared along with the soluble threads. Only delicate, almost unrecognizable lines remained under Sakura's breasts. It would have been nicer to do it without any traces, but unfortunately the kunoichi had no solution to this problem at the moment.

Another effect of the healing chakra was that Sakura's body became accustomed to the implants more quickly and immediately created a desirable layer of tissue to encase the pillow and hold it in place. All exactly as Sakura had previously planned. Afterward, her doppelgangers removed the covering on her body and washed her breasts so that there was no trace of disinfectant or blood.

"Okay, let's take a look at the work," Sakura said excitedly and full of expectations. Her images helped her up from the table and she stepped in front of the large mirror on one wall of the operating theater. Although she knew what her doppelgangers were seeing due to the nature of the jutsu, she wanted to be able to admire the result of her work with her own eyes.

The slender, pink-haired kunoichi stood in front of the mirror in awe and admired her newfound fullness. Her breasts now bulged out much more than before. They sloped downwards very slightly, concealing the very slight scars in the folds of her breasts, but were still very firm spheres with perfectly forward-pointing nipples. As Sakura marveled at her new bust size, she felt the work of art she had created with her hands for the first time. Sakura's breasts felt just as dreamlike as she had always imagined during her research. Firm but somehow still soft, yielding but always keeping their perfect shape. She bounced once in the air as a test and her new breasts jiggled up and down wonderfully but without losing their shape as plump curves.

The young woman was beaming and could almost have cried with happiness. She greedily massaged her already healed and perfectly shaped breasts full of pleasure and joy. Her nipples immediately hardened on the perfect, orange-sized boobs. The sight and the touch were just as Sakura had wanted them to be for as long as she could remember. Grinning, the still flat-chested doppelgangers watched her.

"Ladies, we did a great job."

A few days later...

After her successful operation, Sakura had kept a very low public profile. However, this was not because she was ashamed of her new appearance or afraid of the looks of others. This would have been absolutely crazy, as she had carried out this improvement on herself in order to be able to proudly present her body to everyone around her. Sakura wanted everyone to see what she had done to herself, to notice her new, finally visible femininity. The kunoichi wanted to finally bathe in the appreciative and eager looks of the people around her and enjoy the attention for her beauty. Never again would she stand flat-chested, inconspicuous and shy in the shadow of others. Although Sakura had more than proven her strength and worth in the last Ninja World War, that time was over and now other things counted. Appearance, social acceptance and the opinion of others about oneself had become more important than ever. Never again would the young woman settle for the second or third row due to her previously inadequate and now noticeably improved charms.

The kunoichi with the newly replenished breasts, which still held their shape perfectly and stood out from her narrow chest like slightly yielding hemispheres, had thought of something special to show off her newfound bust size first and foremost to the people who should be most interested, at least all the people who were currently in the village. She had arranged to meet her three best friends Ino, Hinata and Tenten at a restaurant tonight. The young women would have a nice evening with a few drinks and meat from the table grill, while Sakura was already looking forward to enjoying the view of her padded rack.

In her usual clothes, which the kunoichi had deliberately not yet enlarged or exchanged, she strolled through her home village in the glow of the setting sun. Glowing lanterns provided light in the gathering darkness and a pleasant, mild wind blew through the streets. Sakura had only enlarged her breasts by one cup size as a first experiment, so the change was not immediately noticeable in the twilight and at a certain distance. Of course, Sakura hadn't expected to be immediately attacked, gawped at and questioned by a curious mob on the street. But what would happen when she stood in front of her friends and they looked at her up close was something Sakura was very curious about. She really wanted to show off her beautiful, plump, new femininity under her slightly taut red top to the other kunoichi of her year, after all these years of inconspicuousness and, despite her beautiful face and pretty green eyes, the general unattractiveness of her appearance. A completely new body image had awakened in the young woman and everyone was supposed to stare at her magnificent curves as much as they could. Sakura would never have believed that her body would one day fill her with such self-confidence and, to a not inconsiderable extent, with lust and arousal.

Radiant and full of energy, Sakura finally arrived at the barbecue restaurant. The light from its windows illuminated the square in front of the entrance where some guests were chatting or smoking cigarettes. She seemed to be the last of the group, because she could already see Ino, Hinata and Tenten talking animatedly outside the door of the restaurant.

"Hey guys! Sorry I'm late and you had to wait for me," Sakura greeted the young women and waved cheerfully.

"Hi Sakura, it's no problem," Hinata was the first of the three to reply. Apparently the kunoichi of the Hyuga clan had wanted to add something, but instead her eyes wandered down to Sakura and a strange expression appeared on her face. She began to knead her hands in front of her chest, one of her habits that expressed her still pronounced shyness and sometimes weak self-confidence. Tenten leaned forward towards Hinata and tilted her head slightly.

"Are you okay?"

Hinata blushed and shook her head with a slightly nervous smile. Perhaps other people would have been more worried if you reacted like this to the arrival of a friend, but for the young woman with the Byakugan, such behavior was already so normal that no one paid much attention to it anymore.

"No, no, everything's fine," Hinata defended herself and raised her hands. Tenten shrugged and turned to Sakura and said, "We were here a little earlier, you're not late."

Ino Yamanaka put her hands on her hips and looked around. Her long, blonde ponytail blew behind her in the evening breeze. Her outfit was as revealing and sexy as the young woman was used to.

"I haven't eaten all day, let's go in, I'm starving."

The other women agreed and entered the restaurant. Sakura wasn't surprised that Hinata had reacted like that. With her highly developed eyes, she had of course immediately noticed Sakura's bust, which had grown from one day to the next, in the twilight. If Hinata had fully activated her innate Byakugan, she would probably have been able to recognize the implants herself.

The four women sat down at a table and ordered food and drinks. The evening passed quietly and pleasantly as they talked about all sorts of things going on in Konoha and outside. In fact, Sakura noticed that Tenten and Hinata kept sneaking glances at her ample bust. Meanwhile, Ino also seemed to have noticed that something had changed in her former rival's appearance. She was sitting directly opposite the pink-haired kunoichi and seemed emphatically not to be looking in her direction. A slightly disapproving expression crept onto the pretty, blonde kunoichi's face as the evening progressed, even though she was still chatting, drinking and laughing with her friends.

At some point, Tenten turned emphatically to Sakura and scrutinized the pink-haired woman closely.

"Tell me Sakura, could it be that your breasts have gotten bigger?" she asked freely. A little sake and the fact that it was quite loud in the restaurant and therefore no one around her could hear their conversation had probably finally made the young woman dare to ask. Sakura was excited and thrilled to finally be able to talk about it and didn't even blush at such a delicate subject.

Sakura proudly placed her hands on her noticeably rounder breasts and formed cups around her enlarged bust with her fingers. Her newfound volume really was a fantastic feeling.

"They really are. I have developed a new procedure to enlarge breasts. How exactly it works... it's quite complicated, but the results are impressive, aren't they?"

Tenten nodded approvingly. "You could say that. It looks great," she said with a grin and lifted her cup towards Sakura.

"I saw it earlier," Hinata confessed and smiled nervously before adding meekly: "But I didn't dare say anything like that." After a short pause, she said: "But it's true, you look great Sakura. Well, I mean, you always have, but now it's just...wow." Now Hinata smiled a little more relaxed and the compliment was definitely meant seriously. Her cheeks were still a little flushed, but she alternated between looking into Sakura's green eyes and at her bust.

"You know," Ino began and Sakura could already tell from her tone of voice that no compliments like those from her friends would follow. "After you, Tsunade also trained me as a medical ninja. I'm pretty sure I'd understand how you did it if you explained."

"Mmmh I wouldn't be so sure about that, it's a development that would probably exceed your knowledge in these matters," Sakura venomed.

Ino leaned over to her old rival, her own large, soft breasts pressing against the tabletop.

"What do you mean, huge forehead?" she asked irritably, using the old hated nickname for Sakura that she hadn't heard from the blonde in a long time.

Meanwhile, Tenten and Hinata exchanged embarrassed glances and seemed to be ready to take cover under the table at any moment in case of impending fire. Sakura glared angrily at Ino. She leaned back again with an exaggerated sigh and closed her eyes, taking a sip of her sake.

"You know what, it doesn't really matter how you did it. The fact is, they're not real. You couldn't bear to walk around like that, even though you always acted so confident."

Ino looked back at Sakura with a mean grin and added, "Besides, they're still small. Mine and Hinata's are still bigger, though, and they're real."

"Don't drag me into this, Ino! I think Sakura looks great!" Hinata said immediately, waving her hands defensively.

Sakura was furious about what Ino had said. So much effort and so much time and effort had gone into developing this technique. Of course, her breasts weren't real in the sense that Sakura had grown up with this fullness, but now these implants were part of her body. They were as natural as clothing, medicine, weapons, or any other man-made thing that was used in everyday life.

Ino pushed her chest out a little further on purpose and said mockingly, "These are real breasts that men like. You just helped them along, you cheated. But you know what? It's okay for someone who has been so scantily endowed all his life. But even if you change something about yourself afterwards, you'll always fall short." She pointed demonstratively at her own shapely breasts.

Sakura didn't know why Ino reacted so caustically, whether it was envy or resentment. She didn't even know what reaction she had expected from her old rival, but she hadn't thought it could go this badly. However, she didn't let it ruin her new body awareness or her much stronger self-confidence, just as she didn't allow it to dampen her pride in her medical skills. However, a thought was now taking hold in Sakura's mind. Of course, she had already thought about what size her implants should be and what would look good on her slim body. In the end, the young woman had opted for smaller implants to see if the procedure would be as feasible as she had imagined. Now, however, spurred on by Ino, much more extensive plans were taking shape in Sakura's mind. One thing she definitely wanted had now become clear to her. Her breasts had to get bigger, much bigger.

A week later...

Sakura stood in front of a table in the reserved operating room of the Konoha hospital, as she had done before her first breast augmentation, and looked at the result of her work over the last few days. The young woman had not let go of Ino's biting comments and that very evening she had begun to develop a new concept for the next generation of implants. Sakura had never thought that she would be so quickly dissatisfied with her new breasts. At best, she would have guessed that in a year or two she might be able to implant slightly larger cushions. However, she hadn't expected Ino's words to hit her so hard. The longer she thought about it, the more Sakura realized that her only sensible course of action was to keep growing, and growing considerably.

In the days following the evening at the restaurant, Sakura had stood naked in front of various mirrors countless times to reassure herself that the thing she was working on now was what she really wanted. She had gently massaged her round, firm breasts and felt her small nipples harden at the thought of feeling much more volume between her slender fingers. Such thoughts had often made the kunoichi moan loudly and masturbate her breasts over and over again, each time ending in an orgasm of unprecedented intensity.

Sakura was already standing naked in front of the table on which she had placed the latest achievement from her laboratory, which was only a few rooms away. Otherwise, everything was already prepared and her shadow doppelgangers were standing behind her in surgical clothing.

After Ino's words and the clear feeling that her new appearance triggered in her, the kunoichi quickly realized that she had to find a way to enlarge her breasts quickly and easily over a longer period of time. Of course she could have implanted larger silicone pads over and over again, after all the healing only took a few minutes thanks to her medical chakra, but it was still too time-consuming and inconvenient. After trying many different concepts, Sakura had finally come up with the solution that had led to the products that now lay before her.

The surface of the operating table felt cold when Sakura lay down on it a little later. Her doppelgangers gazed down at her intently from behind their protective masks. The process was almost identical to the first operation. The big difference, of course, was the implant that was now inserted into her breasts after the recently implanted silicone pads had been removed. Sakura had developed a new type of bag which would be inserted into her breasts when empty and then filled with saline. The membrane of the implant was designed to expand with the increasing amount of liquid. Several previous tests with her new achievement had shown Sakura that the maximum possible capacity was...quite large. However, the young woman did not yet know how far she actually wanted to inflate the new implants the first time. She would wait and see how it felt and see which size she found most attractive.

After the few necessary steps had been completed by Sakura's doppelgangers and the scars under her breasts had closed again and almost disappeared, her breasts were almost as small and inconspicuous as nature had originally intended, but this was only due to the lack of filling in the new implants. The shadow doppelgangers then continued to channel green medicine chakra into the breasts of her original body. This made the flesh more receptive to the upcoming filling and, at least if Sakura's theories were correct, would allow it to adapt better to new sizes. With the amount of healing chakra that the shadow doppelgangers were now transferring to her breasts in advance, she should be able to inflate the new cushions to a respectable size the first time without the risk of tearing or bleeding.

When everything was done, Sakura sat up and was cleaned up again by her doppelgangers. The young woman saw her reflection as she sat on the operating table and was filled with joy and excitement to finally and this time PERMANENTLY get away from the horrible, flat appearance that had plagued her her whole life.

The shadow doppelgangers positioned themselves on either side of the original, large syringes in their hands, each filled with several liters of saline solution. Sakura quivered with excitement and tension.

"Ready?" asked one of her images.

"So ready. Ino's eyes are going to fall out of her stupid skull."

With that, the shadow doppelgangers on both sides began the procedure. At the designated point, they inserted the needles of the syringes into her breasts and pierced the implant's self-sealing membrane. The plungers of the syringes were pressed down and then Sakura finally felt it.

The young kunoichi sucked in a sharp breath as a wave of arousal instantly rolled over her. She felt a tingling between her legs but controlled herself so as not to lose concentration and control over her chakra, which would have led to the disappearance of her images. Sakura could clearly feel the liquid rushing into her breasts. She watched as the small spheres unfolded on her chest and inflated like balls. The pressure in her growing tits made her incredibly horny and she could feel the very taut, yet soft skin. The liquid rushed incessantly from the syringes into the implants. Moaning and breathing rapidly, Sakura watched as her tits swelled bigger and bigger and continued to bulge in all directions. The young woman would never have dreamed how hot it felt to see and feel herself growing up close. The implant continued to expand without Sakura feeling any pain or the like.

Still moaning and with growing wetness in her crotch, Sakura leaned back on the operating table and propped herself up on her elbows. With her eyes closed, she enjoyed the growing weight and fullness of her breasts. What an indescribably great feeling it was to feel her tits growing and expanding down her torso.

"We're done, the syringes are empty," one of Sakura's doubles finally said.

Smiling, Sakura opened her eyes and immediately marveled at her work in the mirror. Then she looked down and admired her huge, pumped up and perfectly round tits from this perspective.

"Oh my God," she breathed and lowered herself from the table to the floor with the help of her doppelgangers. For a moment, the young woman had to come to terms with the new, suddenly increased weight on her chest. Finally, she was safely back on her feet and walked up to the large mirror in the operating theater, amazed and full of admiration.

The young woman turned around to look at herself from all sides and posed as sexily as she could.

Her breasts were big, quite big in fact. At least a lot bigger than Ino's. Tight and firm, but still soft, two very large and heavy tits hung in front of Sakura's ribcage. However, hanging was not the right term. Of course, the breasts, which were now about the size of very decent watermelons, gave in to gravity and sank a little towards Sakura's belly button, but they kept their absolutely perfect, spherical shape.

Completely overwhelmed and thrilled, Sakura squeezed her enormous new bells with her arms and felt her soft breasts give a little but always retain their round spherical shape. It was wonderful to touch these inflated bells, an indescribably good feeling. Sakura gently ran her fingers over the small, hard nipples in the middle of the areolas, which had been stretched very wide by the filling. The kunoichi's nipples stood out at a perfect angle from the luscious, bulging balls.

"That was a good start. Let's see what the stupid blonde cow has to say about it."

Sakura had decided to show Konoha the current size of her breasts that very day. The young kunoichi had definitely acquired a taste for enlargement, but it would be enough to make everyone she met wide-eyed. Enjoying all the looks, Sakura strutted through the streets immediately after her operation and the filling of her implants. The enormous melons she had created herself bobbed up and down in front of her chest, always maintaining their perfect round shape. The impressive weight of her bells pulled her down heavily, but Sakura's back was still strong and powerful enough to keep her upright and straight. With her hands on her hips, the young woman walked through her village with more satisfaction and self-confidence than ever, noting with satisfaction how all the inhabitants could not hide their gawking and amazement, if they tried at all. Sakura's top no longer really fit over her expanded tits and only one button had barely managed to stay closed. A huge cleavage was created by the two inflated, skin-colored balls that Sakura called her breasts. She had also dispensed with a bra or underwear as the young woman definitely couldn't fit anything up top.

It felt simply wonderful for her to finally have a body that other people desired, that turned their heads and made their tongues hang out of their drooling mouths. But there was another thing she was already looking forward to. Sakura thought the whole time about how another filling would affect her breasts and whether they would take it as easily as after the first time. The kunoichi quickly finished her tour, even though she had quite enjoyed presenting herself so openly and sexily. All the people looking at her exposed skin and the wonderfully swollen breasts had really aroused her. However, something else was about to happen that would be at least as hot. Sakura had already decided so soon after her first filling that this couldn't really be enough for her. The sight of her now with her round, firm but incredibly soft breasts urged her to enlarge even more. More mass meant more attention and, above all, more fun with her own body. How long had the young woman had to miss something like this in her life?

Back in the Konoha clinic, and not without noticing the surprised and astonished looks of the other doctors, employees and medical ninjas, Sakura stood in front of the mirror of her reserved operating room again. Naked, she looked at herself and couldn't get enough of her new, heavy bells. Again and again she lifted the smooth, round globes, felt their mass and felt the small, rock-hard nipples before letting the bells slap down again. Sakura was simply in heaven and was incredibly excited about the success of her research and development. Finally, she turned and walked towards a chair in the room, which was already flanked by two of her doubles, each with a large, filled syringe in their hands. Full of anticipation and excitement, Sakura bit her lower lip lightly and her images beamed at her with the same lust that was slowly making her crotch wet. Quivering with lust, she took a seat on the chair and actually had a little trouble keeping her chakra under control for the shadow doppelganger jutsu as thoughts of her soon to be even larger and more beautiful breasts flooded her mind. When the gloved fingers of her doppelgangers touched the plump tits that protruded from her chest and rose and fell quickly in rhythm with her breathing, the kunoichi let out a moan drenched in lust. She could never have imagined that such a procedure could cause such arousal. Then, finally, Sakura's doppelgangers applied the syringes to the sides of her breasts. Two more images of the young woman stepped in front of her and placed their hands on the protruding breasts of her original. A shiver ran through Sakura's whole body and her vagina became even hotter and wetter. She felt through her doubles that it was impossible to even come close to grasping the big balls of her tits. An incredibly hot feeling, when the volume of her breasts had almost disappeared in her hands. Now they were huge, inflated bells against whose firm yet soft skin the slender fingers pressed and emitted medical chakra.

"Go on... start!" Sakura breathed with lust and desire. The young woman hardly felt the needles penetrating her skin. Then, finally, the wonderful feeling of the fluid flowing into her breasts and swelling the implants began. An ecstatic, suppressed scream escaped the kunoichi on the chair as she felt everything being stretched and pumped up. Slowly, with the steady lowering of the syringe plungers, the skin of her breasts stretched, becoming wider and wider, giving way to the swelling cushions beneath them. The pressure Sakura felt in both of her swelling bells almost drove her insane. She reached down with her hands to her leaking vagina and began to finger herself. Moaning and breathing rapidly, she alternately stimulated her clitoris and inserted her slender fingers into her cleft. Pressing and straining, Sakura's breasts expanded further and further, growing downwards towards her belly button and further forwards. The healing chakra instantly caused her skin and the tissue in her breasts to grow with the growing implants and adapt to the increasingly heavier and larger filling.

Panting and moaning, the young woman's fingers circled more and more violently and with the feeling of her swelling, incredibly plump and protruding breasts, she came closer and closer to an incredibly intense orgasm. On her slender upper arms, which reached down to her vagina, Sakura felt how the mass of her bust grew more and more and pressed to her sides. At the same time as the syringes were emptied and a final, powerful flow of saline solution pushed her bells a little further apart, the towering wave of orgasm broke over Sakura and overtook her completely. Lightning struck her head as wet fireworks exploded in her crotch. With a scream of pleasure, the young woman reared up, arching her back and thrusting her chest out. The two syringes clattered to the ground as all four doppelgangers disappeared in a cloud of white smoke. Sakura's hands immediately flew to her protruding tits and felt the medicine ball-sized, extremely firm globes hanging heavily from her narrow chest like wet sandbags. Caressing the stretched skin and wide areolas, Sakura sank down on the chair, exhausted and happy, and admired the sight of herself in the mirror opposite her with half-closed eyes. She presented an incredibly beautiful picture with her slim figure, her beautiful green eyes and of course her new giant breasts whose volume was finally worthy of her character and temperament.

As the kunoichi sat there, fascinated, stroking her breasts, which had been pumped up to their current maximum, and carefully feeling the taut skin, a new breathtaking thought occurred to her. The kunoichi paused briefly and recalled what she had just done and how extreme the changes to her body were, especially for such a short period of time. However, the young woman quickly accepted the fact that there was only one way forward for her from now on and that was to keep getting bigger. Although this realization had only just dawned on her, it had probably been ingrained in her subconscious ever since Sakura had first looked at herself with her original implants. What now flashed through her mind, however, was something completely new, even if it was so incredibly obvious that the kunoichi wondered why she hadn't already thought of it after the first successful operation.

She slowly stood up, holding her heavy breasts in her hands and leaning back a little to compensate for the unaccustomed weight on her front. This was something for which a solution also had to be found, because the young woman would certainly not heave less in front of her in the future, at most more, but at the moment another consideration was forming in her mind. The kunoichi took a close look at herself in the large mirror and even though her tits were an indescribably hot sight, she no longer concentrated on them, even though she had just had a bloodcurdling orgasm because of her massive breasts. Sakura's attention was now taken up by all the other parts of her body, which could theoretically be given larger, more beautiful curves through similar procedures. The young woman's bottom, although she had always been quite happy with it, was the perfect target for some volume tutoring in view of her latest achievements. Dreamily, and already thinking up concepts for another procedure, Sakura smiled as she stroked the slight curves of her bottom and then slid her hands up her slender body. She was happy with how thin she was, but when Sakura's fingers reached her waist, she wondered what she could do to make it even thinner and smaller. If she could do something like that, it would show off her butt and breasts to stunning effect. If she then pumped up her two most beautiful treasures even further... The young woman's breath caught in her throat as almost forbiddenly horny images of her own body with the most incredible hourglass figure, with gigantic tits and round, protruding but butter-soft ass cheeks, appeared before her mind's eye. Sakura immediately felt a renewed tingling in her crotch as she thought about what else she could achieve with this new technique. Then another thought occurred to the young woman as her gaze turned to the face of her reflection. Basically, there was another, very feminine curve which, when she thought about it, could do with a little more volume. The young woman gently touched her lips and imagined how they would feel really full and plump.

One thing was clear to Sakura now, she still had a lot of work to do, there were many ideas to realize.

A few days later, around mid-afternoon, Sakura was in a good mood, as she had always been since the implants had given her unprecedented self-confidence and an incredible arousal when looking at and feeling her body. In fact, the young woman had achieved another breakthrough after further concepts for surgical improvements had formed in her mind following her last breast augmentation. In the meantime, Sakura had actually undergone another procedure and now not only her huge, round protruding breasts attracted the attention of all the citizens of Konoha, but also her noticeably rounder bottom. She had also had filler implants inserted in her buttocks in an identical procedure, even if she had not yet pumped them up as much as her bust to begin with.

The kunoichi walked proudly through the streets towards her appointment, her curves jiggling but firm and expansive on her body, which had been unattractive until recently. Even though the dinner with Tenten, Hinata and Ino had ended on a rather chilly note, mainly because of the latter, they were Sakura's closest friends. The four ninja women had arranged to meet again at the Konoha bathhouse, which had natural hot springs.

While of course all eyes had already been fixed on her tits and buttocks, which Sakura had enjoyed to the full, she was already looking forward with excitement to presenting herself completely naked.

Sakura met her three friends in front of the bathhouse and felt reminded of the meeting in front of the restaurant, although it was now daytime and of course there were considerably more Sakura than last time. The reaction of Tenten and Hinata was predictable. A mixture of shock but also admiration and excitement in the face of these incredibly feminine forms. Ino's reaction had actually been even more predictable when Sakura thought about it. Sniffing and with a disdainful but also extremely jealous look, she scrutinized Sakura's tightly wrapped new bust.

The four kunoichi enjoyed the day in the hot springs and relaxed in the steaming water. Sakura particularly enjoyed lolling around in the warm water and showing off her superhuman curves to everyone present. The large, shiny globes floated heavily in the water in front of her, while the young woman simultaneously enjoyed how the new butt implants felt in her ass when she sat on them. The pink-haired, now rather curvy woman liked the admiring glances Hinata and Tenten gave her and their excited questions about the method Sakura had used to expand her body. Next to her, Ino sulked at the fact that none of the people around her, male or female, seemed to be interested in her notable bust size and general good looks. With her arms folded over her bosom, which was quite decent by normal standards, and her long blonde hair floating in the water around her, the young woman sat on a stone and squinted in frustration and envy at her rival and best friend. Various thoughts flashed through her mind as she watched the tops of Sakura's swollen tits emerge from the steaming water like small islands.

"Sakura you look really great with your new breasts. I would never have thought that you could change your own body like that," Hinata said enthusiastically. Although she was a little red, and not just because of the hot water, she admired her friend's curves quite openly despite her usual manner.

"Thanks, I'm a bit surprised myself at how well everything worked out and I hadn't originally planned to get so much bigger so quickly," Sakura admitted with a laugh and lifted her heavy, plump bells slightly so that her nipples were just peeking out of the water. Hinata turned a little redder and sank into the water up to her nose. Her pupil-less eyes turned elsewhere at first but then twitched back to Sakura's wet, large breasts.

"Tell me, don't you leave pretty big scars when you put such huge things in your breasts or butt?" asked Tenten, also admiring the pink-haired woman's femininity, but still a little more critical.

"No, that's not so bad. With the medical chakra, there's almost nothing left to see. I only fill the implants after they've been inserted, so the incision is very small," Sakura explained, shaking her head.

"Scars remain scars and look terrible. That's the price you pay when you change something artificially," Ino sneered, wrapping her arms around her beautiful breasts, which were no longer attracting much attention thanks to Sakura.

"It's not so bad, Ino. You can't tell me that you don't find it sexy and beautiful. And if you can't see the scars at all, that's great," Tenten said bluntly. She stood up so that the water only reached just below her crotch and put her hands on her hips.

"Don't be so mean to Sakura, it's great that you can turn into the person you always wanted to be, with the looks you always wanted but weren't born with." The kunoichi seemed downright angry and the blonde averted her eyes with a snort.

Sakura felt very flattered by Tenten's words, but once again Ino's statements had made her think. If she was really able to find solutions for many more changes to her body, she also needed a better way to conceal any legacies of the operations. Sakura had already given this a lot of thought, but what if the medical chakra was no longer enough to minimize scars, or if they were in places that could not be easily concealed, such as her massive melons hiding the fold under her breasts? The kunoichi would have to think of a solution for that, but for now she continued to enjoy the bath and the nice, warm water on her beautified body.

What none of the four noticed was that, apart from the general looks directed at Sakura, someone was watching them. Shizune, the former Hokage Tsunade's friend and advisor, had been hiding behind a pillar away from the pool for a while now and kept furtively watching the bathers. Earlier, she had wanted to greet the ninja women she was also friends with, but then Sakura had turned a corner, pumped up, bare tits first. Before any of them could see her, she had hastily hidden and had been feverishly pondering what to do next ever since. What the hell had Sakura done to herself? If Shizune was honest with herself, she even found the kunoichi's new curves good-looking, but what worried her was the means used by the Konoha clinic and the inhuman speed with which they modified her body. Perhaps the pink-haired kunoichi was not doing anything illegal, although Shizune, who was also a medical ninja, was not entirely sure. The permanent changes had undoubtedly been achieved mainly by conventional means, but the use of medical chakra for such a serious modification of the body could harbor certain risks, especially in the speed and intensity with which Sakura carried it out.

Shizune absolutely had to talk to Tsunade about these developments. After all, they had both been students of the former Hokage and nobody knew more about medical jutsus than she did. Unseen by the four kunoichi in the water, Shizune left the bathhouse and thought about Sakura's unnatural but equally fascinating and equally attractive new look on the way to her former master. Shizune couldn't fool herself, it looked fantastic and so wonderfully feminine on the young woman.

A few days later...

Sakura had already considered herself a true friend of Tsunade's since the end of her training, but at the latest after the end of the last Ninja World War. That was why she had been surprised by the very formal and harsh message that a village official had delivered to her today. It was a request to report to the Hokage's residence immediately. Kakashi, who had finally accepted the title of village leader after initially refusing, was not the one who wanted anything from the kunoichi. Sakura's former teacher had summoned her to the office that was still available to her in the newly built administration building. Normally, the legendary sannin would have come to see her herself to discuss something, which was why Sakura now climbed the steps of the building, somewhat unsettled. Sakura had no idea what the reason for this conversation might be. Of course, she was aware of the one thing that had changed in her life, her body, but that wasn't something forbidden, was it? Maybe it was something else she hadn't thought about before. An incident with another village, for example. Sakura reached the door of her former master's office with an uneasy feeling. The young woman had briefly considered whether she should have chosen something less open, but then decided against it. No matter what it was about, she loved her new body and wanted everyone to be able to admire her huge curves. So, in addition to her ninja shoes with long black stockings, she only wore a very tight, short skirt, which emphasized her plump bottom, and a new top in a classic red from which her firm, plump tits spilled out. After all, Tsunade had always been a woman who peddled the deep cleavage of her massive breasts and was so vain that she had to disguise her own age with a jutsu. Someone like her shouldn't dare say anything negative about Sakura's appearance.

Feeling a little uneasy but nevertheless prepared for anything, Sakura knocked on the door. A "Come in" was heard immediately and Sakura entered the room. A very familiar image greeted the busty young woman, even though her former teacher was no longer Hokage. Tsunade was sitting behind her desk, which was cluttered with documents and all sorts of garbage. Next to her stood Shizune, who, as so often, held Tonton in her arms and looked a little uncomfortable. Sakura sensed that this was not going to be a pleasant conversation and the atmosphere in the room was already very chilly. Nevertheless, she stood confidently in front of the desk, her hands clasped behind her back, showing off her opulent bust even better.

"What is it Lady Tsunade?"

The older, blonde woman, who always kept her mid-20s appearance, snorted contemptuously and smiled with curled lips. Without saying anything, she stood up and scrutinized every inch of her former student as she walked around her.

"So these are your improvements?" she asked, examining Sakura's protruding breasts, which were only sparsely covered by the red top. Without asking, Tsunade felt the firm globes. The wearer flinched and a blush shot to her face, but she didn't resist.

"Very impressive, good work Sakura.", Tsunade said appreciatively. "However, your skills as a medical ninja were never in question. But your motives and intentions were. Shizune told me about your operations and your new look. At first, I just wanted to talk to you about it in person and see what you look like now." Tsunade also felt Sakura's very plump ass before she stood up in front of her old student, their very differently shaped but more or less equally sized breasts almost bumping against each other. The blonde woman's expression became a little darker as she continued: "But then I found out what kind of means, equipment and documents you requested in your laboratory at the clinic. I know what methods and means you're researching. These are things you don't handle lightly."

Now Sakura crossed her arms over her inflated breasts and glared defiantly into Tsunade's face.

"I know very well what I'm doing, what risks my work entails and I certainly don't use my resources lightly," Sakura affirmed.

Tsunade pricked Sakura's right breast with a finger. "I'm sure you know exactly what you're doing technically. It's whether you should take it as far as you seem to be planning to. The changes you're planning to make to the human body could easily get out of hand."

For her part, she now crossed her arms in front of her large, soft breasts.

"You are treading a dangerous path with your research Sakura. I'm thinking of a certain nukenin who has also taken a dangerous path with his work."

Sakura was outraged by this comparison. Tsunade undoubtedly meant her former comrade and Sannin Orochimaru.

"How can you compare something like that. I want to help all people who aren't happy with their appearance, that's all."

"And how far should this help go?"

"As far as it needs to go."

Tsunade shook her head and returned behind her desk. Sakura rolled her eyes, annoyed and frustrated, and added: "I only help those who want it. I don't force anyone. Besides, they're optical interventions that only change your appearance, I don't have any applications for the things I'm researching that could be dangerous in any way."

Tsunade took her seat again and folded her hands on her desk.

"What you're working on would change more than just the appearance."

Sakura sighed in frustration. She had never expected to receive so much backlash from her former teacher, who was considered the best medical ninja of all time.

"Such things are necessary for the body to cope with some of my interventions. I have only scratched the surface of this technique. With everything I could still achieve, I also need a more profound framework in order to carry it out on people."

Shizune looked slightly shocked at these words and said cautiously: "Sakura, do you know how that sounds? You shouldn't tamper with human physiology in such a serious way."

Tsunade looked somberly at her former student and her silence seemed to agree with Shizune.

Now Sakura suddenly felt dejected and sad at how misunderstood her work was.

"I only want to help people who are unhappy with their appearance to be happy. I've missed my own femininity for so long and now I've finally found a way to do something about it."

"We think that's great too Sakura really. You look incredibly good, believe me. We're just wondering how far these procedures should go and whether your other plans are morally okay," Shizune tried to explain.

"You haven't done anything forbidden, but we'll keep an eye on how everything goes, that's all," Tsunade said, looking at Sakura's overflowing breasts. Her expression had become a little more conciliatory but still serious and worried.

Sakura clenched her fists for a moment, but then relaxed again and took a deep breath. She thought about all this, but she couldn't understand what the problem was. A small thought also stole into the kunoichi's mind. What if Shizune and Tsunade were just jealous? The former had probably wished for a long time to be better equipped so that she wouldn't always be overshadowed by her teacher's breasts. Tsunade herself, on the other hand, would certainly appreciate it if she no longer had to rely on a jutsu to preserve her youthful appearance. A skin tightening might also do her sagging, soft jiggly breasts some good, but Sakura didn't say so.

"All right, I understand. I will continue my work to help anyone who asks for it. If there really is a problem with my work at some point, let me know immediately, but I don't see any at the moment," Sakura concluded, both irritated and sad, and then left the office. The two of them simply didn't understand how great and groundbreaking her work was. Someone like Tsunade, always beautiful and blessed with an abundance of feminine curves, couldn't understand what such changes meant for other, less well-endowed women anyway. So Sakura returned to her work undeterred.

While Tsunade returned to her documents and only commented on the unpleasant conversation with a sigh, Shizune couldn't get the image of Sakura's huge breasts out of her head. Her thoughts were with Tsunade, but of course she also understood Sakura's explanation. She hadn't said any of it yet, and she hadn't really admitted it to herself, but all she could think about was how she stroked her own pumped-up, perfectly rounded and massive tits with her hands. The thought swept everything else from Shizune's mind. She wanted it badly, she had to get bigger, at least as big as Tsunade. How long had she dreamed of being as adorned with feminine accents as her master. Ever since she had seen Sakura's naked, shiny, stretched skin, which stretched over the pumped-up implants, in the bathhouse, she had been blown away by the idea of being able to look like that herself.