The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Attack was just one tragedy out of many. But it set so many events into motion. This one fateful day in Konoha Village would birth a legend who would rise from becoming a misfit to rise as a hero who would vanquish many of the evils that beset the lands and ultimately fulfill his dream of becoming the Hokage himself. No one who heard the name Naruto would ever think that he was ever once considered a joke amongst the villagers and considered to be on a fast track to failure. Whatever trials and tribulations that he would face in the future, his name and his legacy were known to all who said it.

In another time, the events of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Attack went differently. The Uchiha disobeyed orders from the Third Hokage to relocate and were there at the time the beast was released. Thanks to their combined efforts, Kushina survived the event, able to seal the raging beast back in her body with the help of the Uchiha before it could commit the mass carnage it did. But her husband Minato was not so lucky, taking up their role as the Fourth Hokage to protect the people as a good leader should and perishing in the ordeal. It was because of this lucky string of events that he was not named as a successor to become the next Hokage that Orochimaru kept his dark ambitions in line and did not betray the village. As far as everyone was concerned, he was still a model of what every ninja should be.

And there were other changes too. The Uchiha clan’s growing disillusionment with Konoha was first marked by that tragedy. But as the crisis had been averted all too fast, there was no suspicion of their ulterior motives. They were not reviled as potential traitors, they were heroes. Fugaku’s misgivings and ideas to plot a coup were quelled in that instant.

One name on the other hand was very different. Having averted the crisis that would set so many events into motion and in the aftermath of the Fourth Hokage’s death, the Uchiha proven themselves as heroes, the Third was all too happy to retire knowing he could leave his clan in capable hands. He deemed neither Orochimaru or Jiraiya fit as leadership material, he could sense the darkness looming behind the well behaved facade and the latter would always be stuck in that young age full of promise. And the Uchiha for all of their proven virtues were too numerous to be left in control of the village.

On the other hand, the young Tsunade was who he had his eyes on. For whatever vices she had, in his eyes had the fire to succeed and maintain control. She was no longer a mere legend of the village, a ninja whose future promised to rival the clan leader, but she was the clan leader herself, the Fifth Hokage, in this timeline as much as the next one.

By her side was Kushina Uzumaki. The bearer of the Nine-Tailed Fox, she had bore the sole burden of the attack that day. But she had also gained much, for in managing to contain the beast within her again, she now served as the right hand of the new Hokage in honor of her late husband. She swore to do it with fidelity.

But there was still trouble to be had. Much remained the same and yet so much was different. In this timeline as much as the next, Tsunade was the Fifth Hokage. And snakes coiled around the village’s throat. So it was that Danzou Danzou and Orochimaru were meeting a month after Tsunade’s coronation as leader. Two men of different motivations, but very similar goals and the methods to enact them.

“How do you like the new leadership?” said Orochimaru.

“Nothing has changed.”

“So you still share your previous misgivings about how things are proceeding?”

His lips were shut but he grit his teeth. Balling his hand into a fist, he said, “You know I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”

A twisted smile lit up Orochimaru’s pale inhuman face. “Well one thing has changed. The Third would never agree to any of our plans. He also knew what kind of people we were.”

He cursed himself for saying that. He viewed his current comrade as only a pawn but held no reservations whatsoever for what beliefs he held and the degrees to which he was willing to go to achieve them. Danzou on the other hand was a true believer. He did not see any corruption in what he aimed to do. He hoped his slip of the tongue would go unnoticed.

And it did. “Especially that Minato,” Danzou said.

“If he had survived that attack, we may very well have to resort to more drastic measures!”

“Indeed. And I am still prepared to do what is necessary. The Uchiha...”

“ ... will not be a problem.”

“They are traitors waiting to happen! They must be taken out.” He was getting red in the face. He considered it a great victory that he convinced Hiruzen to station the Uchiha on the outskirts of the village. He had not expected them to so flagrantly disobey orders straight from the Hokage.

But after they had saved the village, he was in no position to denounce them. They were closer to the throne of power than ever. He knew he had to plan his next moves carefully. Do the wrong thing, say the wrong thing, and he’d be an outcast, a laughingstock whose word meant nothing.

“They are saviors who stopped a tragedy from happening. And whatever you think of Minato, he also died a hero.”

Danzou was fuming, a vein was close to bursting in his forehead. “Why did you summon me here? I never thought that someone like you would have lost his nerve!”

“Better I lose that than my brains, eh? Things have changed, the plan has changed. But the goal has not. And I have no love for Minato or his way. He was much like Sarutobi, no?”

“Then what are you suggesting? The shinobi of this era have grown weak and under the leadership of that Tsunade and dominated by those Uchiha, the time for a true awakening is growing scarce. This Sharingan eye and this arm, I had you give them to me for a reason. If you will not act, I will do what I must and...”

“Relax old friend. I don’t think there’s reason for such drastic measures. The new leadership is young and untested.”

“All the more reason we must...!”

“Take action, yes. But there are better ways to go about it. Do you really think you can take on all of those Uchiha, now loyal to their new leader? Do you think that you can stand against Tsunade and Jiraiya?”

Danzou breathed hard before saying, “Then what do you suggest I do?”

“As I said, they are young and untested. They have allies, they have followers, but they do not have friends. Do you take my meaning? We will offer them our support as trusted friends. That way we can control things. Konoha will be the way want it, one way or another. Hiruzen Sarutobi was an old fool steadfast in his ways and Minato Kamikaze was all that but far more young and stupid. This new batch however, is far smarter than their predecessors, don’t you think? Yes, I think it will be easy to convince them of our way.” Orochimaru’s strange eyes fixed upon Danzou with a feral intelligence. “And the Uchiha will be ours to control.”

Unusual for Danzou, his expression looked warm hearing that. Orochimaru knew that what he said wasn’t exactly to his liking. For all he knew, he liked the idea of killing the Uchiha in secret rather than using them as weapons to do as they pleased. But what he really thought meant nothing to him. He was just another pawn to be played.

“Yes I think I do like that idea. The Hidden Leaf Village will be reborn in an era of strength!”

“Then comes the plan. Tsunade and Kushina are lonely women with so much stress. It’s obvious that if we want them to see things our way, that all we need to do is approach as friends. Friends do good things for friends, don’t they? And as men, I think we are very well equipped to sate that need.” He looked straight at Danzou. “Not to mention, whatever hesitation they have will be short lived. I know what you can do with that hidden eye of yours. And after we have their way with them, you won’t even need to use it, will you?”

He chuckled. Danzou was still smiling, but given the usual severity of his expression, it was a more stonefaced that Orochimaru’s seedy glare. The idea pleased him very much.

“Then I will take the new Hokage,” he said.

Orochimaru figured he would say that. A dogged man only focused on one thing. He considered himself simple and only caring for results, to the point that he would excuse whatever horrible things might happen as a result. Almost mechanical really.

Orochimaru wasn’t so deluded. He knew why he was doing what he was doing. Power and control for it’s own sake. And he knew the reason why he was going about it in the way he was too.

“If my dear old friend is your choice, I will be more than happy to make Kushina forget all about her late husband,” he said, licking his lips with his forked tongue. His pants tightened from the tent he was pitching in there.

So it was that their plan started in earnest. The next day, Danzou and Orochimaru were in attendance at Tsunade’s meeting with her closest subjects. Including the Uchiha, who bowing at her feet looked like a fearsome band of killers. Orochimaru felt the resentment from Danzou like a pestilential odor, while he only respected their power. Far from fear was respect. The idea of controlling them all like a warmonger suited them all very much. And then there was the prospect of experimentation.

By her side was Kushina. They both looked and act like serious dedicated leaders. But once their remarks were finished, the main officials and Uchiha cleared out, they both sighed. They were both high up in the Konoha hierarchy even before the reins of power had changed. But they were clearly taking their time in acting as leaders.

The time was now. As they were talking amongst themselves, both men went to the main area of the room and bent themselves down on their knees. Tsunade instantly straightened up.

But just as informal as ever. A sly smile on her face. “Well now. What brings you two here?”

Orochimaru looked up. A smile of his own for an old friend. And then he looked at Kushina. The Hokage’s sworn bodyguard, even after everything she had been through, she still had that chipper demeanor about her. She was frowning at him as if asking him to get to the point. After a long day, she wouldn’t be in the mood to suffer him beating around the bush.

He’d get to it alright. He’d say just enough so that his ulterior motives were disguised. It was fortunate he was doing the speaking, a woman like her would get bored and impatient with whatever speech his companion would make. Danzou considered himself a man of action and control, and having dealt with him, he had personal experience to the man’s obstinate nature. But the wily Sannin’s wicked tongue was just as vicious as it looked, a charisma the other man lacked. He would be the voice of this mission.

And the other one’s eye would keep them hanging on his every word.

Orochimaru stood up. “Why I believe it would be in our best interests to form further bonds of friendship. We were friends before you became Hokage. I see it in your eyes how much this new role taxes you.”

“It was my dream,” Tsunade said, rolling her eyes at him. “The first female Hokage.”

“And now that you have it, you’re satisfied?”

“I think I’m doing well enough. The Uchiha are mine to command and the village is safe.”

“For now. The Akatsuki are still active. We could have a repeat of that day.” Kushina looked down, forlorn at being reminded of that recent tragedy. Exactly the reaction he had hoped for.

And he intended to complete it. He looked at Kushina. “And I know losing your husband couldn’t have been easy.”

“I will do what I must,” she said. “I’m not so weak as that, you know!” He was worried at her sass. In an act of supplication, he took his knee again. It had the predicted effect because she said, “But ... thank you Orochimaru.”

“Yes, take your time to grieve. But there’s no reason to do it alone. The village faces many trials and there are all sorts of vultures who would seek to take advantage of you. The Uchiha are loyal and worth their weight in gold. And yet there are others who would seek to strike you when you’re weakest, places where even the Uchiha can’t shield you. What you need now are advisors. And we both,” he said looking at Danzou, “have much experience there. What you need are people you can trust.”

“What do you have in mind?” said Tsunade.

It was at this point that Danzou stood up. “Let’s discuss it tonight.”

Orochimaru looked at him. Stone cold and to the point. But this bit of brevity would serve their purposes. There in private, both ladies would not be safe from them.

That night, both men indeed visit Tsunade’s private chambers. Kushina appointed as her bodyguard, was also present. All according to plan.

In the back of his cunning mind, Orochimaru had frowned on the idea of taking the widow. As a warrior and tactician, it was best to go straight for the head. The Hokage alone controlled all.

And yet he realized this course of action was best. Leave Kushina and she might suspect her beloved leader is being taken advantage of. Take them both and they would be equally strangled in his coils of deceit.

“Have a seat,” said Tsunade. She smiled. “So what did you have in mind?”

Assuming the position of the face again, Orochimaru spoke first. “I approached you as an offer of friendship. But in truth, I think if we are to free with each other, I think we should be more than that. As allies, it would be the best way to cement a strong union of leadership. And I know how difficult the position of leadership must be. We all need company in these harsh times, don’t we?”

Tsunade had to chuckle. “Why, I had no idea you felt that way about me. I always expected to hear this sort of thing from Jiraiya, not you.”

His smile widened. “Yes, you’ve been a staunch ally on the battlefield many times. And a great friend twice whatever that was worth.” He couldn’t believe he was talking like that. If someone talked like that to him, he would see right through him. Indeed in the series of events where the demon fox was sealed within Naruto, he would be on the receiving end of it many times both in his days when he aspired to be Hokage and even after the birth of his son Boruto where they had forged an uneasy alliance. Not to mention his false grandiosity would only inspire so much more rage in his dear pupil Sasuke.

“But then again, I also came here in the interest of forming new friendship,” he said. Bowing low, he took Kushina’s hand and kissed it.

She blushed. “Y-you mean...”

“After you lost your husband, I wouldn’t dare to take his place. But just this once, I would like to make you try and forget that pain.”

To his own ears, that line came off as smug and self-serving as his true ambitions. But as he looked up, she apparently bought it. She turned away. “You know!” She turned away, realizing how little sense she made. He wondered to himself how much it was her being convinced versus the Shimura’s power working it’s magic. It didn’t matter. “Um ... have you ... always felt this way about me?”

If he said the wrong thing, she might not take it easily. Fortunately he had the right line. “I would be interested in finding out. And I would be honored to act as a mentor to your son.”

Not turning his head, he flitted his eyes at Danzou. The other man took the hint. Getting close to Tsunade he clasped her hand and said, “I would like for us to build a firm and strong Konoha!”

Definitely not the slickest line. But given the way she smiled back at him, it did the trick. He wasn’t the handsome looker he was back in the day, so his lack of charm was that much more pronounced. But she had always had a crush on him back when he was younger, and though she could mask her aged appearance and he couldn’t, her feelings for him hadn’t gone away. The way his hidden eye behind those bandages was working, Orochimaru knew that also played a part in winning over both women. No way that Kushina would be so sweet to let another man touch her so soon after her husband’s death.

As she was now. Cupping Orochimaru’s face, she made the first move, kissing him. As her tongue was licking his long slithery one, he had to fight the urge to gloat, this plan really was going perfectly. Danzou could tell himself he was committing these duplicitous acts for the sake of the village. Orochimaru knew exactly why he was doing what he did.

He was thankful for Danzou’s mind control too. That eye was doing it’s work, because soon she was cupping Orochimaru’s face, moaning deeply as she did so. All that grief she must have tried to hide in her tenure as Tsunade’s number two was rearing it’s head with a vengeance. She was being so needy.

It allowed him to touch her as he pleased. She didn’t mind one bit his hands cupping her full shapely ass from the start as he didn’t even bother with the pretense of caressing her slowly. The last man who had handled her this gently was her late husband. Now here she was with a deceiver and schemer, not thinking of her late beau one bit.

She had size back there too. The bodyguard to the Hokage, she still had that womanly figure from going into childbirth. With her under his thrall, he intended to enjoy it to his heart’s content. Fondling her rump with both hands, she moaned at being touched in such a way. He knew she had been quite the unholy terror, no wonder she was Tsunade’s protection. But it must have felt good for her to slip back into the role of a lover.

He knew it because soon she was pushing him down onto the floor. Their tongues were in each other’s mouths and he felt up her big ass with no hesitation. Giving birth and having a child had treated her body well. No matter how active her daily training was and the stresses of being a ninja, she would never work off this new part of her.

He was very eager to enjoy it. Slapping her ass, that made her jump up a bit. Looking down at him, she made to say something, but then he grabbed her tits. That made her moan loud, not that it was enough for him to stop caressing her teats. Looking away, she bit her lip from his hands working her chest. It had probably been so long since a man handled her her teats, she must have really been needing this one for awhile. She was his plaything and he intended to enjoy every last minute. By the end of it, she’d be dancing along to his puppet string’s even more.

Danzou being who he was, was being far more aggressive. Pushing Tsunade down on the floor, his tongue was deep in her mouth. Clearly the older woman’s sex drive hadn’t diminished a bit in her later years. She used a masking jutsu to make herself look younger than she really did, but now he was thinking the effect was far deeper than that. Returning his caresses, her tongue keeping up with his, she didn’t mind being under him one bit.

Not to mention that she was clinging to him. None of these Sannin acted like the legends they supposedly were, but with Orochimaru’s treachery hidden from all but a few, Tsunade was seen as even worse than a perv like Jiraiya. Holding onto him so strong while their tongues were still going wild, and bucking her hips on his, she was living up to her reputation as a party girl.

She was being far worse than Kushina. Pushing him back, she stood up on her knees. Looking straight into his eyes, Danzou was worried that the effects of his mind control was fading.

He needn’t have worried. Acting very much like a skilled temptress for her man, something not even the lusty Kushina was doing, she slowly undid the folds of her robe. He watched as he shoulders were exposed to him down her chest it went and then he it dropped down, giving him a direct eyeful of her teats. The full mounds of her breasts, her nipples standing out on end. Acting like a temptress in this way, she was truly proving herself worthy of being the Hokage. There was no doubt she was under his control.

She beckoned him forth softly with her finger. A stern humorless man, this time Danzou let himself smile. Under one of the great Sannin, he would have looked totally powerless and unmatched. But he knew the truth.

Proceeding on over to her, she grabbed his face strong and kissed him deep. She growled within their kiss, Tsunade was always a passionate woman even in the throes of mind control and this time was no exception. But in the back of her mind she knew she was being so much worse this time than she was used to, he knew exactly what he wanted and even in that embrace, the both of them tonguing each other, his mind control was working it’s magic. As they were going at it, his grubby hands were all over her breasts, it had been so long since he had taken a woman, and they full and luscious in his mitts as he liked.

Tsunade moved her head back to take it all in. He was fondling her breasts with his big hands like an animal, nothing resembling restraint or decorum. Her body had been at the mercy of some real ravenous men in her time, Danzou seemed like just one of them. But for reasons she couldn’t begin to understand, the way he was touching her was far more intense than even the dumbest of drunks she had to deal with. She had beckoned him forth and he had taken up that invitation alright.

A girlish little moan escaped her before she realized it. Just from the way he was roughly fondling her tits. She couldn’t begin to understand why, but it’s not like she was complaining either, he was pinching and playing with her nipples, it was like little jolts of lightning were shooting through her tits. She couldn’t begin to control herself.

Not that she minded. Tsunade was always up a good time, especially now more than ever after assuming the mantle of Hokage. She was starting to warm up to those magic hands of his when Danzou acted further on his urges, sucking all over her tits. Totally powerless to a spell she couldn’t begin to imagine, she held him close, wanting it so bad.

That didn’t make him any safer. For whatever effects his mind control was working on her, her true personality was still very much intact. This whole act on her part was very much the thing one would associate with her from her party girl persona. Only having taken the reins of Hokage, she hadn’t outgrown this side of herself yet.

“I never thought you could loosen up like this,” she said. Only in her forties, Tsunade had yet to truly outgrow her party girl tendencies, and indeed as one of the Sannin, took a unique pride in being irresponsible when she wanted to be and still boasting of such power and prestige. She grabbed the length growing in his pants, moving her hand up and down on it fast, using only her palm while keeping her fingers outstretched, making him crave that touch. Very used to playing with dicks, she could be a smooth and confident temptress when she wanted to be.

Tsunade watched him. For an instant something seemed off about the whole situation, as if it seemed like she had just snapped out of a trance. Unbeknownst to her, his spell was beginning to wear off, no matter how many dangerous missions a ninja had been on, men always had one weak spot that ruined everything. But even beginning to elude his control, the flabbergasted look on Danzou’s face, she loved dominating men. When she was younger, he was much younger too, and she always thought he looked kinda cute. As Hokage, dominating this stiff and uptight old man was just another duty to her.

He suddenly looked up at her sternly. He regained his nerve in a fit of pure willpower, and then his mind control spell was back on. No longer content merely to tease him, Tsunade yanked down his pants, beholding his hard meat standing up. Big and red, she sniffed at it, he had such a manly smell. Licking her lips, she couldn’t wait to eat him alive.

Taking his phallus into her mouth, Tsunade went down on him slowly. Very befitting a party girl like her, she had sucked her fair share of dicks, and by now knew exactly how to go down on a man. But it was more than that, Danzou had a really big dick too, and if she went any faster, she would have been gagging on his pecker.

Not that she wasn’t enjoying it either. Holding the base of his prick, she looked up at him as she ate his meat, slowly bobbing her head back and forth. The naughty look in her eyes, how she had to have her whole mouth open while she blew him, and the way she was moaning so deep into it, she looked like a real dirty little whore. Danzou was already getting sucked off so nice, but that naturally seductive look she had was doing it for him.

While he thought that, Tsunade licked the opening of his cockhead just right. Unable to take it anymore, Danzou lost it, blowing his load deep inside of her mouth. Even a woman with a high body count like Tsunade was floored by the rush of semen that hit the roof of her mouth, and then his dick was swelling up even larger and spit out another load of cum. But she was prepared and with the force of her mouth, inhaled his penis, sucking out every last drop she could.

As he finally settled down, Tsunade still sucked him off. In the heights of his pleasure, Danzou felt the force of her mouth like a nice and wet vacuum, draining excess cum deep in his penis that he had yet to spurt out. She really was one hell of a woman, and it was getting to be so good that he was even forgetting to turn his mind control jutsu back on.

Far from put off, Danzou felt himself getting ramrod stiff in her mouth. Tsunade chuckled a dark sound as his prick perked up on her tongue and then she took it out to look him square in the face. “How about we start for real?”

Orochimaru was having fun too. While Kushina had taken the initiative, pushing him to the ground and dominating him, he was eager to strike. He suddenly flipped them over so that now he was on top of her. The look on his face, there was nothing wholesome there and she knew it. For an instant, she only thought of how it had been too short a time since her beloved died and now here she was with another man. But it was only a fleeting thought, for he had pulled down the front of her ninja uniform, baring her naked tits to his evil eyes.

Her nipples were pointing up, hard and engorged. Almost twitching there under him, he knew her weak point. Long slithery hands, he knew how to use them, and took them in between his fingers, tweaking the caps on her chest while continuing to knead the rest of her luscious flesh in tandem with that. It had felt like so good to indulge in carnal pleasure, even as deep in the back of her mind something about this whole setup felt wrong. But as he worked her naked chest, all these considerations were pushed to the side.

Kushina felt something like shame. She couldn’t begin to imagine why, all of it felt so good, and she out of embarrassment, she turned her face to the side, biting her lip. Watching Tsunade and Danzou going at it, her face was overrun by a deep crimson even in her current situation. That was before Orochimaru’s fingers clamped down on her nips and twisted and pulled them at the same time in one swift motion.

The feeling was so intense that her head hit back on the floor as she shrieked horribly. He didn’t give her a second to recover, he was soon sucking all over her bare tits. Much more modest a woman than Tsunade could ever be, giving birth to her child had given her a figure that men all over the lands would go crazy for. He already knew they were so soft and full just by looking at them. Having gotten himself a handful of them and groped them as he pleased, he had been eager to sup of her full mammaries like he owned them. And she didn’t disappoint, it was like eating a warm and yummy little treat, he moved his greedy hands up under the skirt of her uniform and found her bare ass underneath. Every second he feasted on her chest, he felt her heat and her body writhe in his grasp.

She cried out her pleasure so loud that her voice reached the rest of the village, none of them would suspect it was the esteemed Kushina Uzumaki wailing like a whore. Already so dominant over her, Orochimaru moved his hands deeper into her nether regions, into the cleft of her asscrack and onto the bare mound of her heated vagina. In an unconscious fit of surrender, she hooked her legs around his back.

Orochimaru looked down at her. Her face was rapt with something far stronger than Danzou’s mind control spell. Kushina looked up at him, moaning silently as he touched her body to his wicked heart’s content. Perhaps it was something of her pride as a ninja, perhaps there was some vestigial piece of willpower that kept her from fully giving in. But whatever it was that kept her from giving in, he intended to prove victorious.

His fingers pierced into her vagina. Kushina sucked in her breath, her voice drowning down her throat. Orochimaru’s hands were smooth and slender much like a snake, and his digits were even more spindly. Unlike the other Sannin present in the room and Jiraiya’s own licentious tendencies, this one’s hobbies were far more modest. But being a master ninja didn’t come with a brute idiot, and he moved his index and middle fingers very slow inside of her, like he was a musician playing the strings on a lute.

It was said that when it came to his personal habits, he was a good nature choir boy compared to the other two Sannin. Only to ironically enough make him the most nefarious, and now that he was indulging in his carnal techniques, he was hellbent on breaking her. Under him, her lovely body writhed about on the floor as her walls moved on his fingers.