In a strange twist of fate, Sakura found herself falling asleep on the very same bench in Senju Park that Naruto had occupied the previous night. Her house in the Uchiha District was now inhabited by strangers, her old home in the residential district had been levelled, and with no notion of whether her parents were alive or dead in this universe, she had no idea where her other self might have lived. So, for the foreseeable future… she was homeless.
"Gah…" Sakura groaned. "My… back!"
Her back was killing her; her ridiculously wide hips made it impossible for her to lie on her side comfortably on the hard bench, and the immensity of her butt made it just as impossible for her to get comfortable on her back!
Sakura sat up with difficulty and rubbed her eyes.
"My eyes…"
Her eyes felt as though they were crawling with ants. While not painful, the stinging and itching was extremely unsettling. The sensation was rather familiar, in fact…
Sakura massaged her temples, trying to remember the events of the previous night that had led her to crash on a park bench. The previous evening, she had initially planned to recover her full strength by targeting the women's baths, but she had underestimated the intensity of the pleasure she would feel from Breast Flow.
She had grown used to adding to her already prodigious assets by small increments… but by stealing Hinata's large breasts, she had effectively doubled in size in one go, and as a result, been rewarded with a proportional orgasm!
And then…
"That's right," Sakura groaned, holding her head. "I went to Yakumo's place on the outskirts…"
Even though her breasts had grown sufficiently large to draw non-negligible amounts of chakra from, the bloodlines she had obtained in real life remained unusable; presumably sealed away in her momentously large behind.
So, Sakura had naturally sought out Kurama Yakumo, who had become a civilian, and she had succeeded in stealing her Kekkei Genkai. Then, she had hunted down a drunken civilian kunoichi, before the exhaustion and arousal forced her to stop for the night.
"A-cup, plus an AA-cup," Sakura sighed, palming her bust. "I'm only at a small G-cup… I'm not even close to how large I should be…"
For her third victim, she had deliberately chosen a flat-chested kunoichi, as her priority was to reconstruct the Senju bloodline without ending up with a chest the size of a bull elephant, but, unfortunately, she had not managed to extract even a trace of Senju DNA from her.
"Woof, woof, woof!"
The sound of barking in the distance tore Sakura from her thoughts. She blinked, wondering where it was coming from, and then she saw a tall woman, her face marked with cherry-coloured paint, jogging up the footpath towards her behind three large, wolf-like dogs.
"Oh, it's Hana…"
Sakura recognised the woman as Kiba's older sister.
Hana was also a medic-nin, though she specialised in veterinary iryō ninjutsu. Sakura was not certain whether she would recognise her; in this world, she was not a medic-nin, so she assumed they wouldn't have interacted before. Still, it was better to be safe than sorry. Sakura had a bad feeling about Hana; it didn't seem as though she was merely taking her dogs out for a quick jog.
Dog! Boar! Ram!
Sakura frowned. Hana was clearly running behind her dogs towards her, yet she did not seem to be getting any closer. It was as though she were both near and far at once, both big and small, and it was beginning to give Sakura a headache.
"Transformation Jutsu!"
"There's a street slasher targeting women on the loose in the vicinity," Hana called as she approached, just in time to see the last wisps of jutsu smoke around Sakura disperse. "It's not safe for young women to be out on their own…"
Hana's voice trailed off as her three dogs began barking and growling at Sakura. Even though she had made herself unrecognisable, she couldn't mask her scent…
Sakura instinctively tried to produce Crystal Style needles from her body to use as non-lethal weapons, but her affinity with the required elements had fallen too low, and her jutsu failed. Unable to produce new ones, she discreetly reached into her item pouch, where she had stored the ones she had fashioned to fight Obito, just two days (?) earlier…
"Not another movement!" Hana barked, drawing a kunai. "You are suspected of having attacked three kunoichi of the Hidden Leaf..."
Sakura froze with her hand in her pouch, but inside, her fingers were hard at work…
"Now, slowly raise both hands in the air," Hana instructed her. "Show me what you're holding…"
Sakura slowly raised her hands. In her right hand, she was holding a pink needle attached to what looked like a bell, which tinkled softly as it swayed to and fro in the wind, emitting a melodious ringing noise…
"A bell?" Hana said, frowning. "Ugh…" she staggered and groaned, raising a hand to her face. "What… whathave you done to me!?"
In Hana's eyes, Sakura's figure seemed to double, then quadruple, even octuple, as the bell's peal grew progressively louder in her ears. She clapped another hand to the side of her head, groaning as the high-pitched sound disturbed her inner ear, leaving her reeling with vertigo…
"Haimaru Bros...!" Hana groaned. "Attack!"
"I don't think so," Sakura said lightly. "Hitting dogs isn't really my style, and I've got to think of my popularity, now that I'm Hokage!"
In an instant, the three dogs leapt at Sakura, white fangs flashing in the morning sun, but she used her powerful, tree-trunk thighs to jump high into the air above them, flicking her pink bell senbon at an incapacitated Hana. The needle embedded itself in the woman's collarbone, causing her to yelp in pain, but Sakura was already weaving hand signs.
"Lightning Style: High Frequency Chidori, Lightning Rod Version!"
Electricity arced from Sakura's hand and struck the crystal needle lodged in Hana's upper chest. The piezoelectric crystal began to hum, the pitch rising rapidly beyond the range of human hearing, and before long the three dogs were yipping and howling in pain and confusion as they fled in terror, assaulted by the ultrasounds emitted by their mistress.
BANG!
The crystal needle shattered, but by that point Hana had long since been electrocuted into unconsciousness.
Sakura landed next to Kiba's sister and examined her carefully.
"They couldn't find me normally, so they sent their hunting dogs after me…" Sakura muttered glumly to herself. "I need to wash off my scent… but how will I know if I've done a good enough job?"
The answer to that was easy.
"Manyū Style Kenjutsu: Breast Execution!"
With a stroke of her sword, Hana's D-cups began dwindling away, melting into her ribcage, and Sakura's G-cups began jiggling fiercely as they desperately tried to break free of their textile confines. Sakura's top creaked as fibres stretched as far as they could allow, plump flesh oozing out as her zip was forced downwards…
G… H… I… and back to J-cups.
Unfortunately, Sakura was not at liberty to enjoy the moment.
The Inuzuka clan's dogs were closing in on her, the sound of their barking growing louder as they guided their masters towards her. Holding her swaying breasts tucked beneath one arm, Sakura ran to the river that wound through the park and dived in with barely even a splash.