The War - Naruto x Sakura x Futa!Hinata

The War (Naruto): Naruto x Sakura x Futa!Hinata (Multi-chaptered; Futa on Male; Futa on Female)

Author's Note: I finally got "And Your Little Dog Too" to do another collaboration with me!

This started out as a story idea from me. I wanted to do a threesome between Naruto, Sakura, and a futanari Hinata, but he wanted to focus on longer stories. So we did it as a multi-chapter story, with plot and character development and all that good stuff they talk about in them writin' books. He came up with the plot, and I'm mostly doing the editing and fixing up...for this chapter anyway. Hopefully, I can be more involved in later ones.

Warning: This story is a futa on male and futa on female story between Hinata, Sakura, and Naruto. For those of you who don't know what that means, Hinata has a penis. And she's going to use it on Sakura and Naruto. If that isn't your cup of tea, kindly leave now. As for the rest of you, I hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 1: Ménage à Un

Sakura sped through the busy streets of Konoha like a fire engine, the crowd of shoppers and shinobi parting to let her slip through. Her cherry-blossom pink hair, which blazed brightly against her dark blue combat uniform and green flak vest, announced her presence more effectively than any siren. As she passed, the crowd grew silent. One look at her steely jades eyes was all it took for them to know that something terrible was about to happen.

Keeping her steady pace, she reached the high stone walls that surrounded the compound of the Hyuuga Clan only minutes later. Her arrival was so quick, the old man guarding the gate gave a cry of surprise when he saw her.

The kunoichi suppressed a smile; sneaking up on a Hyuuga was something that few living shinobi could brag about. Her thrill at her accomplishment evaporated when she saw the mark.

The autumn morning had been unseasonably hot and the guard had lifted his headband to mop his dripping brow. Underneath, carved into the skin of his forehead, was the cursed mark of the Hyuuga’s Branch House. It was a swastika, sickly green, like the color of putrefying flesh. Curved lines, like perverse wings, flared out on each side, covering the width of his forehead.

She had seen the mark once before, during her first Chuunin exam. Neji Hyuuga of the Branch House removed his headband and exposed his shame to the appalled crowd. He explained how his uncle Hiashi, the leader of the Main House, had once used it to torture Neji’s father Hizashi, nearly killing the man that he’d once called his brother.

When he saw her staring, he frowned and shoved his headband back into place. He glared at her with the ghostly, pup