Reincarnated as Shino from Naruto but I’m a Girl?

“What the hell is this about, grabbing my arm and dragging me into an alley?” Kiba Inuzuka whines while Akamaru growls from within the guy’s jacket, head poking out above the zipper. The young man is slightly taller than me with messy brown hair, red ‘fang’ markings on his cheeks, and he’s wearing a fur-lined grey hoodie despite the heat.

“We’re here to prove me right,” I say as I release him and turn around. That and get some practice for a seduction that’s an actual challenge.

“Huh?”  

“Leave Akamaru-kun by the fire escape and follow me around this corner.” 

Kiba scoffs, “No way. Akamaru-kun and I are inseparable.” 

Yeah, no, I’m not into that. 

I unzip the top of my high-collared coat to expose my cleavage along with a hearty dose of Pheromones.  

“Akamaru-kun, sit, stay.” 

Shino used Pheromones on Kiba. It was super effective!  

As expected of a D-rank. My womanly pride is safe. 

“Kiba-kun, it looks like we need to get something straight. As the leader of Team 8—” 

“—Wait a second, I should be the leader! I’m the strongest.” 

“…” I unzip my coat another inch.  

“Continue.” 

“As the leader of Team 8, it’s my responsibility to take care of my teammates’ needs.” 

“My needs?” 

I nod. “Ninja missions are extremely stressful. You need to relieve your tension before it accumulates. I can’t have you using a common whore; catching a venereal disease would impact your health and efficiency. And forcing you to use your own right hand is inhumane when I have a perfectly clean and healthy receptacle.” 

“Receptacle?”  

“Use complete sentences, Kiba-kun. You sound like a moron.” 

“Alright

“Body Double!” I shout the name I came up with for my hybrid technique Insect Clone / Transformation jutsu and a copy of myself appears next to me (fully clothed this time). That’s right, I’m not about to let this loser fuck me. That’s clone duty!

“D-did you learn the Shadow Clone Jutsu?” Kiba stares in awe at my creation, “But why are her arms out like that?”

I pull her arms down and she takes a neutral posture. Stupid meme-riddled subconscious brain. “No, idiot, it’s in the name. This is a comparatively inferior technique I developed to make a more convincing decoy for missions.” A plausible lie. “It costs more chakra than a normal clone, doesn’t have a complete copy of my mind, doesn’t send me its memories and remaining chakra when it *pops*, and can’t use Jutsu.”

“Still, though,” he nods to himself, clearly impressed as he looks it up and down and sniffs it, “It’s good work; even the smell is right. You invented this Jutsu on your own? Shino-chan really is a genius.”

I’m sure a random ninja somewhere did the same thing with Water Clones or whatever before I got here and that fact just never made it into the Anime, but I can’t help feeling a little proud anyway. “Whatever; I’m telling you to fuck her already.”

“W-w-wha??? Shino-chan, I’ve never thought about you like that, I swear!”

Yeah, that’s the problem, dumbass. How am I supposed to confirm my womanly charms will properly seduce my targets in this world if a D-rank can resist them? I know he treats Hinata like his little sister (and I prefer that not change), but I’m not about to be friend-zoned by someone who never once scores with a ninja hottie.

Narrowing my eyes, I see his nervous gaze darting between my clone’s assets and my barely contained breasts. Ahh, so he is a man at heart.

At my direction, my clone loosens her belt, turns to face the wall, and drops her pants and black panties to mid-thigh. “Use this,” I smack her ass as she juts out her butt, careful not to *pop* the clone as I do, “To relieve yourself.” 

His eyes bulge obscenely. “Shino-chan, we’re in public! Anybody could come along and see us.”

My clone wiggles her ass enticingly. “Then be quick. Anyway, that’s why we have Akamaru standing watch.”

He glances around, though there’s no one nearby. Tch. Is he still hesitating with this ripe peach in arm’s reach? Lol, what a D-rank.

Still, I don’t dislike Anime-Kiba. He’s kind to (best girl) Hinata, he warms up to Naruto later on, and he doesn’t always win his fights, but he never fails to give a decent showing. His secret family techniques are fairly cool and not annoyingly overpowered like certain emo edgelords. Shouldn’t a bro help a bro get his dick wet?

I flood the area with enough insect Pheromones to loosen his inhibitions.

“Kiba-kun, sit boy!”

Kiba obeys me, crouching to put his face inches away from my clone’s shapely rear. He stares in awe at the curves of my—her derriere, then audibly gulps.

“Like what you see?”

He nods enthusiastically, and I can practically hear his brain rattling around in that noggin.

I grin, ego stroked. “Well, then. You have my permission to appreciate this slice of perfection however you like. Consider this an appetizer before the main course.”

That’s right. Appreciate the opportunity you’ve been given.

Kiba wipes drool from his mouth and shoves his face forward. He inhales deeply, his nose pressed against my clone’s puckered anus, and I can practically feel the heat of his slow exhale on my pussy. I cleaned back there before cloning myself—I’m not a monster!—but Kurenai’s test had me working up quite a sweat, so there’s bound to be an abundance of flavor. 

“I didn’t know you were an ass-man, Kiba-kun!” I say, surprised.  

He grips my clone’s cheeks, one in each hand, and spreads her butt. “I’ve always wanted to do this with a girl,” Kiba says. “Your natural fragrance is amazing, Shino-chan. I could eat your ass all day.”  

Is it bad this is turning me on? I used to love watching porn before my reincarnation, and this is scratching that itch something fierce. A hand dips into my pants, slipping into my underwear while he’s distracted. My fingertip brushes my hidden pearl, sending a lewd jolt through my system.

The Inuzuka scion licks the full length from my clone’s clit, over her pussy, across the taint, and up through her butt crack. A forbidden thrill runs through me as I watch. I wouldn’t have dared ask him for this treatment. Damn, that dumb bitch doesn’t know how good she has it. I’ve never even received oral from a real person before.

His tongue looks so warm and soft on my clone’s delicate labial lips. I put my free hand on his head, clutch a fistful of hair, and shove his face hard into the doppelganger’s ass. Having him beneath me, obeying me, and servicing me—I mean, my clone—in such a degrading way is intoxicating.

“I might have to take you up on that sometime,” I whisper, breathless as juices gush from my lower entrance, soaking my panties.

Why is this so hot? It’s just stupid Kiba, the dog-trainer ninja for fuck’s sake.

My clone pushes her ass out to give him easier access to her cleft. Kiba’s tongue teases her entrance, flicking across those plump pussy lips, and circles the perfect rosebud perched above. He presses his face hard between plush cheeks and pushes his tongue through the tense clench of her anal ring. I gasp in pleasure as my fingers dance across my nethers. He withdraws, licks around and around, and penetrates. My pussy drools, and so does my clone’s. He withdraws slowly, slurping love juices, and rubs my double’s clit. 

Then I hear a zip as Kiba takes out his cock and starts pumping with his fist. I want to look but hesitate. Why am I so damned turned on right now? This is crazy, I’m as straight as they come! Well, I suppose when you watch a lot of porn, you see a lot of dudes’ dicks—it comes with the territory. Yeah, it’s no big deal to look at a guy’s dong when he’s about to fuck pussy.

I glance down to see what we’re working with. 

He has a respectable five-inch member, more than ample enough to avoid developing a size complex. I imagine myself pre-reincarnation giving him a thumbs-up and an encouraging nod. It’s not about the size of the boat, Kiba-kun, it’s the motion of the ocean!  

When he continues to lick my clone’s pucker while fapping, I command, “Down boy, that’s enough. Wouldn’t you rather get your dick wet?”

“Sorry,” he says. “I forgot we don’t have all day.” Kiba stands and positions his tip at my entrance. I mean, my clone’s entrance.

Fuck. I need to face reality. I’m cucking myself, aren’t I? Seriously, it’s not fair; my dumb clone can’t possibly appreciate how amazing sex feels! When she *pops* all those memories are gone, like tears in rain.

That’s when I have my dick-piphany.

I’ve been reincarnated as a woman. I’m no longer a man. Therefore, it’s fine to be addicted to the sensation of having your insides rearranged by something long and hard. I can live my best life fucking dozens of sexy women and occasionally catch dick when the mood strikes. Bisexuality for the win! 

Fuck you, old man Deus. You think I’ll cry and beg just because my stepmother took my virginity and used me like a cheap onahole? Ha! You haven’t begun to see my depths of perversion! You have no inkling of how low I’ll sink!

Loving penis isn’t gay! This is straight sex!

Substitution Jutsu!

Covertly, I remove my hand from my pants to do the correct hand signs. This technique allows one to switch places with a nearby object in an instant. The movement is so quick, it’s almost imperceptible. A Jonin might notice the switcheroo, but Kiba is no elite. The target object of my choosing is, of course, my clone. No way am I letting that cunt hog a quality hardon like this!

I take her place in an instant, pants and panties around my knees with Kiba’s cock pressing against my bare flesh while she takes my place standing behind him.

My love tunnel is fully recovered from that incident with Choko Aburame, tight and ready! He thrusts his hips forward and penetrates my pussy with little resistance. The sensation isn’t instantly orgasmic like being filled to the extreme of nearly splitting in two; it’s more like a gentle massage. Relaxing and pleasant.

“That’s so much better than I imagined, Shino-chan. You’re so warm and soft.”

I will my clone to speak through our spiritual energy connection, “Just don’t be a bitch and pull out. It’s only a clone, so you can be as rough as you want and cum inside.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

It’s a good thing I said something because he speeds up after about five thrusts and I soon feel a warm sploosh inside.

“Shit!” Kiba says as he withdraws his rapidly deflating dick.

Kiba is a quick shot? Well, that’s not surprising for someone without much experience. I see fear and shame in his eyes. My poor bro! You’re fine, dude. I imagine some stuck-up bitch making a nasty comment about pathetic virgins and giving him a lifelong PE complex. I want to pat his head but know that’d hurt his pride.

Instead, I pretend to ignore the problem, turning around and unzipping my boobs all the way.

“Let’s get you ready for round two,” my clone says as I pull my shirt and bra down to release my weapons of mass erection, grab his hair, and shove his face into my breasts.

I emit a wave of stimulating Pheromones as he mentally recovers from the incident and starts grabbing my boobs and sucking my nipples.

“Your tits are huge, Shino-chan!”  

Next, I take his limp dick in one gentle hand. My handjob contains all the masturbation experience from my previous life as a thirty-something-year-old shut-in. Kiba stands no chance! I caress his nuts, drag my fingernails softly from sack to shaft, peel back the foreskin, and circle the head with a cum-slick thumb. Between that and motorboating my breasts, Kiba is standing at attention in a few seconds flat.

“Now, beg.”

“Please, Shino-chan! I’ve never wanted anything more than this!”

“Good boy.”

I spin to face the wall and jut my ass out again. His pupils narrow to slits, his fingernails become claws, and his canines enlarge to give him a bestial appearance. Ooh, he’s getting serious! Kiba jams his cock inside my creamed hole and starts thrusting without another word.

He reaches around to massage my breasts, nails digging into soft flesh without puncturing as he pumps my pussy. I’m able to enjoy myself this time as he lasts much longer. Warmth spreads from my core throughout my body with each feral smack of his hips against my butt.

Reaching a hand down, I circle my sweet buzzer button to make sure I go all the way. He ratchets up the intensity, and I’m almost there.

Then we hear barking from around the corner.

“Akamaru-kun? What are you doing here without Kiba-kun?”

Fuck. It’s Hinata.

“If she uses her Byakugan, we’re caught,” I whisper.

Apparently, Kiba is turned on by the threat of discovery. I feel him grow even harder inside me, and he pounds into my pussy with desperate vigor. The slapping of cum-slick skin on pussy-juice-soaked thighs grows so loud I worry Hinata will hear.

I feel him shudder and groan as another warm splash fills me.

“Leave it in and tweak my nipples,” I instruct, and he obeys.

Kiba stays hard for another few precious seconds. I grab his pants for leverage with one hand and bounce on his dick even faster than before. The sensation of being filled and stuffed and pinched while rubbing my clit pushes me over the edge. I moan and shake as my body goes rigid with pleasure. 

After a few seconds of white-hot bliss, Kiba turns to my clone and says, “It’s like being gripped in a super-soft fist; I can feel every squeeze. Your work is incredible. So realistic!”

The compliment comes off hollow considering I switched places with the Body Double. “You weren’t too bad yourself, doggy-boy.”

Maybe it’s the seduction element, or just being the one in charge, but I enjoyed sex with Kiba way more than Choko even though she’s better to look at and her dick dwarfs his. That’d change if I could get Choko face down, ass in the air, of course. I still prefer women and getting my hands on a girl is my top priority right now, but I’d do Kiba again without hesitation. I’ve got a man’s libido in this female body; I’m horny almost all the time… I could use a human sex toy—one that isn’t a cheap imitation of myself.

I step out of his grasp, and he slips free of my tunnel.

Substitution Jutsu!

Dispel Clone!

While my duplicate disappears in a puff of smoke, I reappear behind Kiba and cover my entrance with my hand to hold in the cum. My Deep Dweller takes the opportunity to slurp it all in as I pull up my pants and tuck my breasts back into my bra and shirt. 

I zip my high-collared coat over my mouth. Walking past him on my way out of the alley, I smack him on the ass. “See you at training tomorrow.” 

He gapes at me, dumbstruck, as I leave.

“S-Shino-chan! What are you d-doing here?” Hinata says as I come around the corner.

“Just doing some dog training with Kiba-kun.”

“…B-but you were over there, and Akamaru-kun is out here?”

I ignore the question. “Have you had dinner yet, Hinata-chan? We need to keep up our strength and go to bed early so we’re in top condition for the morning. Let me walk you home.”

*D-Rank Seduction Clear!*  

*Inuzuka Bloodline Acquired!* (For what it’s worth)