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Naruto let out a low groan. He got off of his sister, wiping the sweet, addictive milk from his lips. He was blushing, gazing at Naruko's naked body, seeing Mikoto and Kushina staring at him off to the side.

The two mothers smiled, beaming at their master.

I don't think there's any way to change them back...

This thought surprised Naruto. He blinked, casting his gaze over the ample, luscious hills and valleys of their gorgeous bodies. His ears burned, and his balls were aching dully. A flaccid penis glistened with the slick sheen of womanly juices.

He gulped, smiling weakly at his three beautiful, stupid cows.

...and I'm not even sure I WANT to.

This thought left him feeling a slightest twinge of guilt. He shook his head, however.

He had to get his priorities in order.

First things first?

Figuring out some way to keep people from realizing what had happened. He couldn't just tell people about his apparent ability to turn girls into human cows. Who knew what would happen if folks found out?

Nothing good, that's for sure.

First things first: Naruto needed to figure out some way to keep people from learning the truth. It wouldn't do to distress his girls with the fuss that would surely be raised if people found out what had happened to them.

Mikoto, Naruko, and Kushina seemed happy the way they were. They didn't seem to WANT to be changed back.

He had to work this out. It wasn't like he could just go up to Old Man Hokage and say:

"Oh, yeah! By the way, gramps, apparently I've got the power to turn any girl I touch into a brainless human cow. Mom, my sister, and Mikoto-san have already been affected, and I kinda need someone to clean up this mess for me. 'Kay thanks bye!"

Naruto shuddered at the thought. He had no illusions as to how people would react if this little secret got loose. Not only would Sakura-chan probably hate him, but Sasuke would have his ass on a platter for all the things he'd done to Mikoto.

No, he had to keep people from finding out. At least until he had a better idea of just WHAT was actually going on here.

The only question was... how?

Naruto sat down between Mikoto, Naruko, and Kushina. His three cows smiled at him lovingly, blushing and tittering vapidly amongst one another.

The Uzumaki boy barely even registered the girls innocently ogling his naked body as he tented his hands under his chin and thought. He puzzled and cogitated, thinking and thunking with all of his might as he looked for some way out of this predicament.

He tossed ideas back and forth once or twice, dismissing most of them out of hand as impractical or impossible. But one notion came to him some minutes in, and it stuck in his head such that he could not ignore it.

Lightning struck out of a clear summer sky, and Naruto leapt to his feet with a metaphorical cry of "EUREKA!"

Shadow Clones! he realized, grinning like the cat that ate the canary. Of course! I can just henge some shadow clones to look like them and have those take their places. I'm AWESOME at impressions, after all!

It seemed so obvious in hindsight.

Grinning confidently to himself, Naruto wove the cross-fingered handseal for kagebunshin no jutsu. Three perfect replicas of himself appeared. Forming ram seals themselves, each one transformed with a puff of smoke.

Instantly, standing before each of Naruto's cows was herself as she had been before being changed by their master, fully clothed and flawlessly affecting the poise and demeanor of each one.

Mikoto, Naruko, and Kushina stared in dumb wonder at the doppelgangers.

Naruto beamed, barely repressing the victorious laughter.

This is PERFECT!

... ... ... ... ...

The rest of the weekend passed without much of note happening. Naruto's shadow clones took to their roles like a fish to water, managing to flawlessly pass themselves off as Naruko, Kushina, and Mikoto.

He himself spent most of his time playing with and caring for the cow-ified trio, who it seemed were completely dependent on him in every way. They could walk and talk well enough (although their massive tits made balancing tricky) but otherwise it seemed like the girls might as well have been glorified pets.

About the only things the trio could still do on their own were breathing and going to the bathroom – anything more complicated was beyond them, and it was frankly miraculous that they still understood how to use a toilet. The three couldn't even feed themselves anymore, let alone do any sort of household chores. But with a judicious and liberal application of shadow clone spamming, Naruto was able to care for them and keep everything running smoothly.

Returning to the academy alongside the kage bunshin disguised as his twin sister went off without a hitch. By the time Monday rolled around, Naruto's henge'd clone was able to flawlessly replicate his sister's personality, abilities, and mannerisms. Nobody in his class seemed to be any the wiser regarding the switch, and as he gathered from cursory interactions with Sasuke, it sounded like nobody in the Uchiha clan suspected that the Mikoto who returned to the compound late last Friday night was anyone but who she appeared to be.

Not a single person seemed to be on to him. This was a big weight off of Naruto's chest.

Soon enough he fell back into his usual routine at the academy, hanging out with his friends and doing alright in his classes. Clone!Naruko chatted cheerfully with her girlfriends (carefully avoiding physical contact wherever possible) and nobody was any the wiser to her true identity.

In leaving clones behind at his house to care for the cows every day that he left for school, Naruto shortly came to realize that he received the memories of his shadow clones when they dispelled. So then he started forming more clones to study theory and crap at all hours of the day, which would cause his written test scores to sharply rise over the following months.

More immediately, however, a certain incident happened five days after the accidental conversion of Mikoto, on an otherwise innocent Thursday morning.

He had been in a hurry that day. Kushina had been especially playful the night before, and Mikoto and Naruko had of course wanted to share in everything the redhead did, which meant that Naruto didn't get to bed until very late, even with the help of his shadow clones.

He slept in by nearly a full hour, waking up to punch in the shoulder from Clone!Naruko. When he looked at the clock and realized he had to get going now, Naruto had sworn and shot out of bed.

Even completely forgoing breakfast and a shower, he was already pushing on tardy by the time he darted out the door, with the shadow clone of his twin hot on his heels. He ran all the way to the academy, narrowly missing a vaguely familiar mother and daughter duo as he tore up the street.

Clone!Naruko was less fortunate, however, and wound up crashing into Hanabi Hyuuga and her mom, Hitomi. She wound up facefirst in the dirt, one hand somehow finding its way down the former's shirt, while the other slipped up the latter's dress, coming to a rest snugly between her legs.

The bunshin did not dispel, thanks to a useful reinforcing seal on her belly that Kushina had taught her son concurrently with the Shadow Clone Jutsu, and Naruto had already turned down the next street, so the blond was not aware of what happened, save that Clone!Naruko wound up reaching the academy several minutes later than him.

He was not present to see the blushes on Hanabi and Hitomi's faces, or the glassy look that came into their eyes as they stood up and dazedly started off in the direction Naruto had just come from. He would not realize that another pair of cows had been made until he got back from the academy that evening.

... ... ... ... ...

Hanabi burned and tingled. Her chest was on fire, her arms and legs aching unbelievably. She felt puffy and swollen and bloated, yet she was riding high on a swell of pleasure. It was confusingly nice and enjoyable; even as her body strained against her clothes, Hanabi Hyuuga was writhing and rolling on the floor.

She looked around at her surroundings, at the place she and her mother had felt compelled to come. The walls were clean and spotless, the room well-lit if sparsely furnished. It was reasonably spacious, and the tatami mats felt unusually soft and comfortable beneath her.

Hanabi felt the growing tightness of her clothes, particularly around the chest and hips. She was young and slender, taking more after her father's side of the family than her mother's, and yet the clothes she had put on that morning were now straining inconceivably hard against her boobs.

Her boobs, yes... she was actually growing breasts, now. She had been flat as a board before today (quite natural for a lass her age) but after coming here to the Uzumaki house, her chest had suddenly and inexplicably ballooned out.

RRRRRRRIIIP

The front of her blouse tore, splitting away at the seams. Hanabi gasped, squealing in disbelief at the painful pleasure flooding her body as four swelling tits burst from her shirt. The seat of her pants tore, ripping and falling apart as a pair of beautiful blooming buttocks bounced and wobbled.

Hanabi felt like she was all arms and legs and tits and ass, and her privates ached something fierce. It was like she had a hundred thousand red hot knives stabbing into every part of her body, and was enjoying every single second of it. She writhed and squirmed, scraping small, blunt horns on the floor. Long, pointed ears twitched and flicked, sticking out straight from the side of her head.

A tail flopped and slapped the tatami, long and black with a silky flare of bristles at the tip. Her breasts ached dully, fat and malleable mountains of mammary tissue, jiggling violently in response to even the slightest of movements. Milk dripped and dribbled from swollen, puffy nipples.

She felt so warm and tingly.

Hanabi smiled, a pleasantly stupid expression on her face, as she gazed at her mother who lay on the floor not far from her.

"Mommy..." she murmured, feeling happy to see the woman lying there with her kimono torn apart, shredded by the expansion of her curves, the sprouting of a second pair of tits right below the first rack. "Ah, I'm as big as you."

Hitomi, with her long violet locks and pale lavender eyes, smiled dumbly at her younger daughter.

"You are," she said, tittering in a way that caused her tits to wiggle and wobble. "Master's made you as big as me."

Hanabi smiled.

"Master...?" she whispered, thinking of the blond boy who had barreled past her and her mother. She felt her cheeks burn, and her privates tingled wetly, leaking her hot juices onto the floor.

"Yes, master made us like this," Hitomi whispered. "The person who did this to us is our master."

"Master... master made me a big girl like mommy," Hanabi murmured. Her expression lit up, and she giggled joyfully.

Hitomi purred, smiling dreamily. She looked over her shoulder at Mikoto and Kushina and Naruko, who were curled up and snuggling together, naked and endowed as generously as the Hyuuga mother and daughter. She felt happy looking at the trio,

"They must have been made like us too," she said to her daughter, pointing at the trio of cow-girls. "Master made them like us~!"

She cooed, burbling happily and shaking her massive, doughy ass. Buttocks slapped lewdly together, bouncing and jiggling something fierce. Her booty wiggled and wobbled, an earthquake of supple, spankable flesh that could have made any man as hard as steel.

Hanabi giggled and scooted closer to her mother. Her eyes were wide and innocent.

"I wanna meet him!" she chirped. "I wanna meet master."

Hitomi smiled and hugged her daughter, squeezing their effectively naked bodies together in the sexiest ways imaginable without even realizing it.

"I wanna meet him too," she said. "I wanna play with master and say thanks to him for making us so big and bouncy."

She squeezed one of her daughter's breasts innocently to make a point, and Hanabi squealed with confused delight.

"Mommy...!" she gasped, her eyes wide. "My boobies feel...!"

Milk spurted from Hanabi's nipple, a sizable squirt of warm, white fluid that slapped onto Hitomi's chest. Hanabi whimpered, mewling and shivering, as juices gushed from her pussy.

"M-Mommy..." she whispered, gasping and groaning. "Why am I...?"

Hitomi giggled, and squeezed one of her daughter's other teats in fascination. More milk squirted out onto her, and she tittered amusedly. Hanabi arched her back and let out strangled cry of agonizingly confused pleasure.

"AWAAAAUUN~~~!"

Hitomi cooed and continued to play raptly with her daughter's tits.

... ... ... ... ...

When Naruto and his henge'd shadow clone got back home from the academy, it was with thoughts of being welcomed home by his lovely cow-girls, of playing with them and giving them everything they might have wanted. Clone!Naruko waved goodbye to Kiba, who lingered a moment longer, glancing anxiously at the behind of what he believed to be Naruto's twin sister, before blushing and hurrying home.

Naruto either didn't notice Kiba ogling his henge'd clone, or didn't care. He had a somewhat dopey grin on his face as he thought of his beautiful, buxom babes, and the crotch of his trousers was noticeably tented. He went inside with Clone!Naruko, whistling a cheerful tune and locking the door behind himself.

The disguised kage bunshin headed off to bed, yawning and deciding to hit the hay for the night. Naruto waved absentmindedly to his not!sister and headed further inside.

Forming a handseal, the blond produced a trio of shadow clones as he passed the kitchen.

"Would you guys mind checking up to see how dinner's going?" he told them, earning himself a few mutinous grumbles from his duplicates.

"Fine, whatever," the clones muttered, shooting a gimlet eye at their maker. "Why couldn't he have made us to play with the girls...?" was irritably grumbled as they crowded through into the kitchen to see how Clone!Kushina and her helpers were coming along with supper.

Grinning, Naruto walked a few more feet before he paused, looked up the stairwell which led to the second floor, and formed another quartet of shadow clones.

"Go swap out with the study group," he said, referring to the other clones he had on semi-permanent research duty. "I wanna find out what they've learned today."

"Oh, fine," these clones sighed in resignation, not liking the thought of being assigned to such a boring task, but nonetheless aware that it was crucial to helping the boss become a Totally Awesome Ninja BAMF.

The quartet of kage bunshin trotted up the stairs, and Naruto chuckled before heading on further inside.

He did not even break his stride when the memories of his research clones flooded into his brain, nor when the report from the clones checking on the progress of dinner came in, either. It looked like it would be another few hours or so before supper was ready.

Chuckling to himself and drooling a little bit at the thought of the roast Clone!Kushina was making, Naruto decided to greet his lovely ladies the way they liked best. He headed straight for the secret room in the basement, a chamber his mom had shown him only once before, quite a bit prior to ever becoming his cow. The walls were lined with powerful seals and warded with arcane barriers put in place by his own father, completely impervious to all forms of infiltration and extrasensory perception.

In short, it was the perfect place for his cow-girls to stay, well out of the way and perfectly safe from arousing any sort of suspicion. It was securely impenetrable, with all the facilities necessary for taking care of his ladies, including bathrooms and showers.

Only Naruto and his cow-girls even knew of this room's existence, and the ladies were in no state or disposition to betray that information. It was the best-kept secret of the Uzumaki family, second only to Naruto's newfound powers. The entrance to the room couldn't even be found by anyone but himself, his twin, and his mom.

So it's to be expected that Naruto would be a little surprised when he saw two new cows cuddling up to each other on the tatami: two beautiful, buxom babes with unmistakable byakugan eyes.

"Ah. Well, hello," Naruto said intelligently. "Who are you, then?"

He blinked, staring at the voluptuous, practically bovine forms of two women he found himself very faintly recognizing, and even then only because of a very strong family resemblance. Their bodies were only technically clothed, any garments they might have been wearing prior to transformation in irreparable, scanty tatters which did absolutely nothing to cover their all-too-sexy private bits.

The one with the long black hair blinked and rolled over to stare at him. Her face was red, and her privates were visibly wet and sticky. Swollen, erect nipples crowned four vast breasts, creamy white skin clearly moist with a mixture of milk, sweat, and saliva.

"Mommy?" the raven-haired beauty said in a tone and diction that was noticeably childish in spite of her womanly figure, even when compared to the other cow-girls. "Is that master?"

The one who answered to mommy – whose dark blue, violet locks were nearly identical in color to the hair of one of Naruto's female classmates – tilted her head to look up at Naruto.

Her smile was devoid of guile, earnest and perfectly innocent.

"I think it is," she replied, he vast bosom heaving in a way that made Naruto's pants grow far too tight for comfort. Her smiled widened, and she giggled softly. "Are you our master?" she asked Naruto, peering up over her apparent daughter's beautiful body.

Mildly bemused by this unexpected pair of new cows, Naruto shrugged and nodded.

"If you look like that?" he said, gesturing to their gorgeous cowgirl bodies and idly scratching his whisker-marked cheek. "Yeah, I guess I probably am."

As he said this, he glanced sidelong at Kushina, Mikoto, and Naruko, who at present dozed peacefully in a far corner of the room.

Hanabi and Hitomi Hyuuga beamed at Naruto, and heaved themselves up onto their knees. Opalescent doujutsu glimmered and glistened as they gazed in simpleminded adoration at his youthful, ruddy visage.

Naruto grinned, and proceeded to strip.

(He knew exactly what his women wanted)