Bodyguard Kushina - Part 1 (Patreon)

Fool, when is my escort getting here!?" A young voice snarled. Kushina withheld a grimace at the demanding tone. Guro, the youngest grandson of the fire daimyo. It was her job to escort him back, being the strongest ninja on hand at the moment with the likes of Jiraiya, Kakashi and the like outside the village. "That's it, when they get here I'm demanding a new, more able shinobi!"

He was young, 14 years old. He wasn't very tall, just enough that he would reach Kushina's chin. He had spiky black hair, blue eyes and an aristocratic face that was at the moment pulled into a sneer of contempt as he hassled the woman that attendant escorting him to the gates. If it wasn’t for the most look on his face, there was no doubt in Kushina’s mind that he would be quite the handsome young man.

Sighing, Kushina re-adjusted her Jonin vest. Her long red hair was tied into a ponytail that still reached her mid-back and tight black spandex shorts clung tightly to her full, round womanly ass. Her skin was pale and her eyes a dark violet, almost black. But despite her beautiful features, what drew the attention most of all was her very large bust, her round creamy breasts so big that the zipper of her Jonin vest didn't go fully up and left an indecent amount of cleavage out for the world to view, not to mention the lacy black bra that was helping to hold her heavy mounds back.

Using a quick Shunshin, Kushina appeared right beside her client. He paused mid-rant, his eyes going slightly wide before a large smirk adorned his face, "Never mind!" He quickly stated, waving at the attendant, "You may leave, I'm quite happy with this Kunoichi."

Neither the attendant, nor Kushina missed how eyes eyes feasted hungrily upon her mouth watering cleavage. "Very well Guro-sama." The attendant replied, bowing towards him and parting the top of her kimono, her own sizeable cleavage showing. Turning on her heel, she steadily began to walk away and Kushina couldn't help but notice she was limping noticeable.

Withholding a sigh, Kushina bowed to the young noble, a boy over 20 years her junior, knowing without a doubt when she felt the heavy weight upon her chest bounce downwards, that he was more than likely staring at her breasts, "I am Kushina, Guro-sama and I will be your escort back to the capital." The voluptuous mother stated.

She stood back up to her full height and found him grinning, it wasn't a grin of amusement or happiness but of pure lechery. "That's great." He nodded, his lecherous grin stretching even further, "I'll be sure to put a kunoichi of your stature to good and vigorous use." The way he said it, there was much more than a simple guarding being implied.

Kushina couldn't help but shudder at the way he eyed her body, perverse intentions clear as day. It had suddenly occurred to her just why the attendant had most likely been walking bowlegged. And no doubt, something similar was in the works for her.