Tsunade stood at her office window, arms folded, golden eyes locked on the distant skyline.
Below her, the village buzzed with gossip. She didn't need Byakugan to feel the whispers.
"Did you hear? Kumo kunoichi already drained him twice.""They say the white-haired one rode him while the others watched.""Sasuko's still not back. They must've tag-teamed him.""That cock is diplomatically dangerous."
A nerve twitched in her jaw.
She turned to the desk, where Lady Jiraiya was casually sprawled across the couch, flipping through a scroll of chakra-sensitive porn.
"I'm assembling a team," Tsunade said flatly.
Jiraiya looked up. "Harem mission?"
Tsunade narrowed her eyes. "Reclamation."
The scroll hit the floor.
"I'm in."
Moments Later – Konoha's Underground Briefing Hall
Six chairs.
Six kunoichi.
One mission.
At the head of the room stood Tsunade—wearing a skintight combat top, her massive breasts pressed against the fabric, chakra pulsing beneath her skin. Her eyes were cold. Focused.
"Ladies," she said. "Naruto has been taken. Not by force—by lust. He is now the center of Kumo's pleasure palace. That ends now."
Sakura raised her hand. "So… we're rescuing him?"
"Reclaiming," Tsunade corrected. "From foreign chakra-draining sluts."
Ino licked her lips. "Finally."
Hinata blushed but clenched her fists. "We have to save his… chakra."
Temari leaned back. "You mean his dick."
Tsunade glared.
"Yes."
Lady Jiraiya smirked from the corner, already reapplying lip gloss. "Do we get to ride him after extraction?"
"...Yes."
They all stood in unison.
Mission File: Operation Foxfire
Objective: Secure Naruto Uzumaki and return him to Konoha.
Secondary Objective: Remind him who he belongs to.
Tactics: Chakra-binding, seduction pressure, possible shared orgasm barrage.
Tsunade rolled out the map. "We leave at sunrise."
Sakura asked, "And what if Kumo resists?"
Tsunade smirked.
"Then we fuck harder."