This choice: Hinata: "Good. Because it's my turn, now!" • Go Back...Chapter #39Hinata Takes Control by: NoMore   "Good," said Hinata with rising vigor in her tone. "Because it's my turn now!"
It happened as fast as greased lightning. One moment, Hanabi was lying nakedly atop her sister. The next, she was rolled over, on her back, and looking up into Hinata's hungry eyes. Her shirt hung loosely to her frame and drooped down to the side, exposing her bare shoulder and bra strap.
Hinata's clothes seemed to have the opposite problem that Hanabi's did. While Hanabi's had stuck to her as tightly as a vice, Hinata's looked like they were about to fall off at any moment. It made sense of course; the elder Hyuga had to wear larger garments to accommodate her enlarged belly. Since her abdomen was shrunk down at the moment, it was now all she could do to keep her top on.
Not that that mattered anymore. Now that she had Hanabi pinned, Hinata wasted no time in peeling off her jacket and shirt and throwing them to the side. Her large breasts bounced up and down from within the cups of her bra before they stretched outward as she reached behind herself to undo the undergarment's straps. Hanabi licked her lips in anticipation. She couldn't wait to lay her eyes, hands, and tongue upon them. But Hinata had more to admire than just her boobs. For the first time in her entire life, Hanabi saw her sister sport a relatively normal-looking stomach. It was kind of strange to see Hinata without her trademark jiggling dome, almost as though she was a whole other person. Fortunately, there were still signs of life in there. Small movements, ripples, and bulges in the skin indicated that Naruto was in there, pushing against the cramped space as best he could with his hands and feet.
Unable to help herself, the younger Hyuga reached upward and pressed her hands over Hinata's stomach. She always liked to rub her older sister there. The skin was so nice, and feeling Naruto wiggle and shift around just beneath it was...something else. Sometimes, she would even press really hard into him, which would often elicit a kick from him in response. It was always so funny, and it made Hinata feel so good. Now, however, he didn't have enough room to kick. All he could do was push at her hands in hopes that they would ease the pressure up on him. Hanabi only pressed harder with a grin.
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