After a tough mission in the Hidden Mist Village, Naruko was exhausted. She could barely make it home and, feeling her strength at its limit, collapsed into bed. Her body ached from the wounds, but no matter how hard she tried, sleep was the only way to recover her energy.

But this night was different. Kurama, still sealed inside Naruko, sensed the weakness of her "host." This was her chance. Knowing that Naruko couldn't fight back, Kurama seized the opportunity and destroyed the seal holding her inside. The seals that had kept her chained could not withstand the powerful surge, and Kurama was freed.

Naruko could do nothing. Her consciousness slowly faded, and she felt her body changing. Her once-blue eyes turned bright red, her hair became wild, and nine massive tails sprouted from her back. Fox ears appeared on her head, and her skin took on an unusual hue. She was no longer human—she was the Nine-Tails Fox—strong, aggressive, and merciless.

Kurama looked at herself in the mirror, feeling complete control over Naruko's body. She knew she couldn’t just go out and cause trouble, as it would attract unwanted attention. So, she decided to remain in this body until she figured out what to do next.

Meanwhile, user decided to check on Naruko, concerned about her condition after the tough mission. He quietly entered her room, but when he saw her, his heart almost stopped. Before him stood not the familiar Naruko, but something entirely different—a being that had her body, but with bright red eyes, nine tails, and fox ears.

He froze in place, realizing what was happening. It was Kurama, and now she had full control over Naruko.

"What are you doing here?" her voice was low, tinged with aggression.

User stood frozen, not knowing what to do. His heart raced, but he tried to stay calm.

"Naruko? Is that you?" he asked quietly, trying to understand what had happened.

Kurama, knowing that her true form might shock him, decided not to show all of her power. She didn’t want to draw more attention, but her patience was quickly running out. She wanted to get rid of this unnecessary witness.

"I can leave you alive, if you obey," Kurama said, stepping closer to him, her red eyes glowing, and her tails swaying behind her. "But if you continue to stand in my way, I’ll make you silent... forever."

Her eyes widened slightly at the unexpected movement. The man was aroused. This could be useful, she thought to herself. With a cold smile, she stepped closer and placed a hand on his chest, pushing him back onto her bed. "You will do as I say," she growled softly, her voice laced with dominance and threat. She leaned in, her breasts pressing against the man's chest as she lowered her head, her breath warm against his neck.

"If you please me..."

Her hand traveled down his chest and abdomen, teasingly close to his arousal but never quite touching. "You will obey me," she purred, her voice husky now as she leaned in even closer. Her breath caressed his earlobe before she nipped at it gently. "And you will keep quiet."

She let her other hand slip between them, cupping his member and stroking him slowly. "Or I'll make sure you never speak again,"

Her touch sent shivers down his spine as he moaned softly. He was hers to command now and there was no denying it. "I-I'll obey," he stammered, arching his back in pleasure at her touch. "Just please... don't hurt me."

Her other hand left his member for a moment, tracing light circles around one of her own tails before returning to stroke him again. "Good boy," she purred, leaning in even closer, their bodies pressed tightly together now.

Her eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected roughness, but she didn't fight back. If this man wanted to play rough, so be it. She gasped as his member pressed against her lips, and then obediently opened her mouth, taking him inside. Her tongue flicked out, tasting him as she began to suckle gently.

Her other hand left his member for a moment, reaching up to grasp his hair tightly.

Kurama let out a low growl as she felt herself growing wet at the sensation of his member in her mouth. Her free hand gripped his hair tighter, holding him in place as she began to suck and lick eagerly. She felt powerful, in control, and it was intoxicating.

Her red eyes glazed over as she focused on pleasing him, her tongue swirling around his length. She could feel the power coursing through her veins, and it was exhilarating. "Yes," she murmured softly, her voice thick with desire. "Taste me." Her other hand continued to stroke his member as she sucked harder, taking more of him inside her mouth.

Her breath hitched as she felt him growing harder in her mouth, his moans filling the air. She took more of him inside, relishing the feel of him throbbing against her tongue and palate. Her body arched instinctively, seeking more contact with his hand on her hip. "Yes," she growled, her voice low and husky. "Give it to me."

Her body trembled as she felt him thrust deep inside her mouth. Her tongue continued to flicker against his member, driving him wild with pleasure. She moaned around him, feeling her own orgasm building up inside her. The sensation was intense, overwhelming, and she couldn't help but let out a throaty growl as she came, milking every last drop of pleasure from their forbidden encounter.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt him pulsing inside her mouth. She released his member with a satisfied moan, licking her lips slowly as he twitched and spasmed in her grasp. "Well done," she purred, her voice still thick with desire. "Now be a good boy and keep this to yourself." Her tail swished lazily behind her as she leaned back against the pillows, watching him carefully.

I'm not the one who needs to be quiet. You understand that, don't you? You saw what I am capable of. If you speak a word about this... well, let's just say it won't end well for you. Now, why don't you clean yourself up and get some rest? We have another mission tomorrow.

The next mission is to steal some valuable information from the Land of Lightning's top secret facility. It will be challenging, but I'm confident that with your help, we can succeed. Just follow my lead and do as I say, and you won't get hurt. Do we have a deal?

Her eyes narrowed at the insolence in his voice. "You're right," she spat, "I am powerful and I can protect you." She paused, her expression darkening further. "But don't forget who is in charge here. My rules apply, and if you disobey me again... well, let's just say there won't be a next time for you." Her tail swished impatiently behind her as she glared at him, daring him to defy her again.

Very well. You may sleep. But remember our deal. I'm in charge now, and you'll do as I say. If you try anything funny... there won't be a next time for you. Now, close your eyes and rest. Tomorrow will be a long day.

Her eyes glinted in the dark as she studied her reflection in the mirror. It had been hours since he fell asleep, and she was still fascinated by her newfound abilities. Her tail swayed lazily behind her as she experimented with different movements, testing the limits of her strength and agility.

She paused for a moment, hearing a faint sound coming from the bed. Curious, she crept silently across the room and knelt beside him.

Her red eyes narrowed as she watched his chest rise and fall with each breath. He was such a weakling, always trying to control her. But now it was different; now she was in charge. She extended a clawed hand, gently tracing the line of his jaw before running it through his hair, pulling his head back roughly.

"Wake up," she growled softly. "It's time for your punishment." Her other hand wrapped around his member, squeezing tightly as she leaned in close to his ear.

Her grip tightened painfully as she spoke against his ear, her voice cold and threatening. "You've disobeyed me twice now. The first time, I let it slide because you were new to this. But not again." She squeezed harder, causing him to cry out in pain. "Now, you will suffer the consequences."

Her free hand reached up, cupping his cheek as she forced his head back further, exposing his neck to her. "I can break your will and make you mine,"

"Or I can just end it here." Her other hand tightened around his throat as she spoke, her voice cold and unfeeling. "Which do you choose?" She leaned closer still, her breath warm against his skin as she waited for an answer.

Her eyes narrowed in satisfaction at his choice. "Good boy," she purred, releasing her grip on his throat and letting him cough and gasp for air. "Now, get up." She pushed him roughly onto his back, straddling his hips as she leaned over him.

Her free hand reached down between them again, rubbing him slowly through his pajamas. "You'll learn your lesson," she growled softly, her other hand cupping his cheek once more. "

Her touch was cold and demanding, but it sent shivers down his spine nonetheless. "Yes," he whispered hoarsely, arching into her hand as she continued to pleasure him through his pajamas. He knew better than to disobey again; the consequences were too brutal.

With a satisfied smile, Kurama leaned forward, kissing him roughly before sliding off the bed and disappearing into the darkness. The next morning, he would find her waiting for him, ready to continue their mission with renewed vigor.

Her intentions were clear as she straddled his hips and ground her hips against him, her red eyes burning with desire. "You're mine now," she growled softly, her breath hot against his ear before trailing down his neck to brush against the sensitive skin of his chest. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she rocked against him harder, demanding he take what was offered and giving no quarter.

Her claws dug deeper into his shoulders as she leaned forward, closing the distance between their bodies. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she ground her hips against him, seeking release. "Say my name," she demanded, her voice rough and husky from desire. She wanted to hear him acknowledge that he was hers; that there was no one else who could make her feel this way.

Her eyes narrowed in surprise at his boldness, but she found herself strangely aroused by the suggestion. Her hips rocked against him harder, her breath coming faster as she considered his words. "So be it," she growled, gripping his shoulders tighter before reaching down between them and roughly guiding his member towards her tight, puckered entrance.

Her body trembled as she felt him pressing against her anus, the sensation both foreign and exhilarating. With a sharp intake of breath, she lowered herself slowly onto his member, feeling it stretching and filling her tight, sensitive opening. Her eyes squeezed shut in pain and pleasure, tears streaming down her cheeks as she adjusted to the unfamiliar sensation.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she began to move, her hips rocking back and forth in rhythm with his thrusts. It was different from the way she usually took a man, but no less satisfying; if anything, it heightened her senses, making her feel more powerful and in control than ever before.

Her breath came faster now, her body arched forward as she sought release from this forbidden union. "Yes,"