My mother is a ninja.

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My name is An, I'm twelve years old, and I was born into a ninja family. My father died in a mission when I was three, so I have virtually no memory of him. After my father's death, there were four people left in the family—my mother, my older sister, my second older brother, and me. They all doted on me because, in other people's eyes, I was an absolutely adorable child, and I was a genius in ninjutsu; but I knew I was a demon, and I desperately wanted my mother and sister's bodies and was constantly looking for an opportunity to kill my brother. It all started two years ago. In my eyes, my mother was the most perfect woman in the world. Due to long-term training, she had a pair of full, round, and firm breasts, and her abdomen was as flat as a young girl's, making it impossible to tell that she had three children; her mature, round buttocks exuded a maternal charm, and her straight legs made one want to play with them. My mother was beautiful, but in front of outsiders, she always had a cold and unapproachable demeanor, but when facing her family, her smile, as warm as melting snow in spring, was enough to captivate anyone. The ninja's devilish figure and saintly face were enough to drive countless men mad, but not me then. My love for my mother was pure. Until that day came… It was a stormy day, the sky a gloomy gray, roaring like a man-eating beast. I sat quietly under the eaves, a form of self-cultivation, often sitting motionless for days on end, like a lifeless stone. I couldn't react to insect bites or snakes slithering by. My cultivation was still incomplete. Although I was only ten and already nearly on par with my second brother, compared to my mother, I was still just a child. When my mother sat in meditation, birds would land on her, and insects wouldn't bite her, but I still couldn't fully control my murderous intent and anger. Although I was only ten, my hands were stained with blood; I had killed more than a dozen people. For us ninjas, this is unavoidable and necessary. I don't hate or fear killing; on the contrary, I feel a hidden excitement when I kill. People say I'm a genius ninja, born with the cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness that every ninja possesses, but I don't think so. I'm terrified. I know a demon dwells deep within me, and one day I'll be devoured and plunged into that bloody hell… A series of light footsteps startled me awake. No one usually comes to my house; my brother is out on a mission, and I wouldn't hear my mother's voice. It's my sister, I immediately realized. My sister is eighteen, in the prime of a woman's life, radiating a captivating youthful aura. While her figure isn't as voluptuous as my mother's, it's still incredibly hot. Perhaps because her breasts are so large, her kimono is too small, so the neckline is very low, revealing her sexy collarbone and most of her breasts. The deep cleavage is even more eye-catching, making one worry that they might jump out of her clothes. Unlike my mother, who was cold and aloof, my older sister was incredibly alluring. Her cherry-like lips, slightly upturned, and her captivating eyes exuded a deadly charm. "My little genius, are you still sitting there? If you sit any longer, you'll become a little dummy! Your brother's back today, let's go to the village entrance to meet him," she said with a coquettish laugh. Our village was quite unique; most of the inhabitants weren't ordinary people. There were samurai, ninjas, ronin, and even onmyoji—a truly chaotic place. Many people in the village had designs on my mother and sister, but firstly, our family were all strong, and we'd killed many thugs who tried to harass us. Secondly, the current village chief had a life-or-death bond with my deceased father and took special care of our family, strictly forbidding anyone from disturbing us. As a result, few dared to do anything out of line; at most, they just fantasized about it behind our backs. The village chief was the most powerful person in the village, responsible for village security, issuing tasks, and handling related rewards and punishments. The village chief obeyed the orders of the family that founded the village… Lost in thought, my sister had already pulled me to the village entrance. We stood there quietly, umbrellas in hand, waiting. After a long wait, we finally saw my brother. He was wearing a raincoat and a straw hat, walking slowly towards us. Seeing us, he quickly ran over. He was sixteen years old, but nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a strong build and rugged features, looking like he was in his thirties. “Hey, sister, little brother, what are you waiting for me in this heavy rain? Let’s go home!” my brother said with a smile. “Hmph, you little rascal, you’re much later than expected! I won’t let you off the hook if you don’t give me a reason for making my little brother and me stand here for so long!” my sister said, grabbing my brother’s ear. “Hey…hey…I’m sorry, the rain is too heavy and the roads are difficult to walk on today!” My brother’s embarrassed look made my sister and me laugh. And so, we played and joked our way home. "Ze, you're back! How did the mission go?" Mom asked my brother as soon as I walked in. "Hehe, I was lucky this time, it went very smoothly, and the village chief even praised me for being capable," my second brother said happily. "You must remember, we ninjas can't rely on luck, we can only rely on our own strength!" Mom said seriously to my second brother. "Yes, I remember!" my second brother replied solemnly. "Mom, second brother just came back from a mission, don't be so serious. Let's have a nice family reunion dinner today!" my sister smoothed things over. "That's right, I'll cook myself today," Mom said with a smile. "Then you're in for a treat today!" I clapped my hands and said. The three of them smiled at me, and the atmosphere became much better. My sister and mother went to cook, while my brother told me about the interesting things he saw and heard on the way. But for some reason, I always felt that there was something strange flashing in his eyes, and I felt an inexplicable unease in my heart. The food was served quickly, and my second brother magically produced a bottle of wine, saying we should celebrate properly. My mother and sister happily agreed. My brother poured me a glass first, saying that a real man must know how to drink. My mother and sister just smiled and didn't say anything. I took a small sip and spat it out, refusing to drink this awful stuff. Seeing that I wouldn't drink, my brother pulled out a scroll of ninja techniques and said, "This was given to me by the village chief, it's a legendary ninjutsu. If you drink this, I'll give it to you." "Such a valuable thing, brother, you should keep it!" I said seriously. "Don't listen to his nonsense, this really is a magical ninjutsu scroll, said to have been created by a genius ninja senior, but it seems that no one has ever learned it yet. Hmm... but maybe our little genius can really learn it!" my sister said with a smile. Tempted by the ninjutsu, I frowned and drank the glass of wine like it was medicine, but my face immediately turned red, making the three of them laugh. Later, my brother persuaded my mother and sister to drink, and they didn't really refuse. They were both slightly drunk, and the two beauties' flushed cheeks from the alcohol were incredibly alluring. After dinner, I took the roll of stuff back to my room to sleep. When I got up to pee in the middle of the night, I suddenly heard strange flute music coming from my brother's room. Upon hearing the flute, I felt my strength rapidly waning, my eyelids heavy, and I became drowsy. I knew something was wrong and bit my tongue hard to stay awake. I used all my strength to walk to my brother's room and made a hole in the paper to see what was inside. But this one glimpse changed everything. I even foreshadowed the future lives of my mother, sister, and brother…
(II) Soul-Devouring Powder
I peeked through the hole and saw my brother sitting on the bed, with my mother and sister each sitting on his lap. He had one arm around my mother and the other around my sister! You see, while our family had a good relationship, there wasn't much physical contact. My sister and I often played around, but because my brother looked mature and seemed a little hesitant, we never engaged in overly intimate actions; not to mention my usually strict mother. When did they become so close? I felt a little strange. I pouted, about to open the door, but then I immediately noticed something was wrong. My brother was slowly rubbing my sister's chest through her kimono. Even though it was just a slow rubbing, the undulating breasts were enough to make my head spin. Our village was a melting pot of all sorts of things, so although I was only ten and had no sexual experience, I wasn't completely ignorant. I even witnessed several thugs raping a young girl once, but I didn't intervene. It wasn't that I was incapable of saving her; I was simply curious about matters between men and women and wanted to observe closely, so I remained hidden to watch. I naturally knew what my brother's actions meant. Could it be that he and Mom were also...? The thought sent a jolt through me. As if to confirm my suspicions, my brother's other hand slowly began to roam over Mom's plump buttocks... A sudden, inexplicable anger ignited within me! Why, why were they doing this behind my back? Was it because my brother looked rugged and strong? I'd always looked down on my brother, who resembled an older man, and my mind started racing with wild thoughts. Filled with anger and a strange sense of anticipation, I prepared to open the door. But then, another unexpected event occurred! "Hehehe... Hehehe... Hahaha!!" My brother suddenly burst into a bizarre, maniacal laugh, seemingly unable to contain his joy. "Do you know how long I've waited for this day, how much I've sacrificed... Finally, this day has come! It was all worth it! It was all worth it!" The older brother seemed to be speaking to his mother and sister, yet also to himself. "Hehe, the village chief probably never imagined that I would give you the Soul-Eating Powder he rewarded me with. Hehehe..." As he spoke, the older brother opened his mouth and began licking and nibbling at his mother's swan-like neck, while his other hand reached into his sister's kimono and vigorously kneaded her smooth breasts. Soul-Eating Powder... It was Soul-Eating Powder! Soul-Eating Powder was a unique medicine in our village, made only by successive village chiefs, and never passed on to outsiders; it was an extremely precious medicine. Speaking of which, I wasn't unfamiliar with this medicine, because when I was seven years old, a hostile force attacked our village, and the village chief made me pretend to be an ignorant child to trick the enemy leader into taking Soul-Eating Powder. The enemy was completely annihilated... The Soul-Eating Powder wasn't a poison, but a psychotropic drug. It took effect without any symptoms and required a special flute to activate. After activation, there were no unusual symptoms; the person would appear normal but would absolutely obey the flute player's orders, even if told to die, without any resistance. The antidote was simply to play the flute twice. After the effects wore off, the person would enter a deep sleep and remember nothing. It was quite a potent aphrodisiac; imagine, the other person is perfectly normal yet won't disobey you, even if... That time, it was precisely by using this terrifying drug to make the enemy leader give several incorrect orders that we narrowly escaped defeat. Because of its terrifying nature, it's rarely used unless absolutely necessary. This time, the village chief gave it to my brother, and my brother... After being poisoned by the Soul-Eating Powder, the only abnormality was a faint purple glow in his eyes. I looked closely, and sure enough, my mother and sister also had this purple glow in their eyes. After confirming that Mom and my sister had been poisoned by the Soul-Eating Powder, I immediately felt a sense of relief mixed with disappointment. I didn't know why I was disappointed, and there was no time to think about anything else now; I had to save Mom and my sister. Perhaps I hadn't drunk much of the wine my brother had given me, or perhaps I hadn't heard the flute clearly because I was in the outhouse at the edge of the garden, so I hadn't been affected. My brother might have been too excited to notice me, or he might have thought I was asleep and hadn't realized it. It was too lucky; if I had been poisoned too, Mom and my sister's innocence would have been defiled by this beast. But actually, the situation wasn't much better... Although I did have the strength to fight my brother, now that Mom and my sister were also poisoned, if my brother told them to kill me, they wouldn't object, and I would surely die. What to do...? I desperately tried to think of a way to save Mom and my sister while staring intently at the scene inside the room. "Ouch... Second brother, you're hurting me..." my sister said, frowning. "Hehehe... My beauty will feel even more pain later, I'm going to deflower you today. Hahaha!" "You're so naughty, second brother..." the older sister said, blushing. "Don't call me second brother! Call me your dear brother! Mom, you have to call me your big-dicked son! Hahaha... Don't act like a slut in front of me!" "Yes!" "Yes!" Mom and the older sister both agreed, blushing. (What a beast...) I thought angrily. The older brother let go of Mom and suddenly pounced on the older sister on the bed. He pulled up her kimono with both hands, and her beautiful breasts immediately jumped out from under her clothes. The pink cherries on her breasts drew an alluring wave in the air. I felt my heart skip a beat. The older brother used his two big hands to knead her breasts, which even he couldn't grasp with one hand, into various obscene shapes like dough. I seemed to smell the fragrance of milk in the air. The older brother suddenly grabbed her nipples and gently pulled them away. "Ah... dear brother, you're making me feel so good!" the older sister cried out, arching her body and swaying her beautiful breasts. "Sister, you like touching my ears, don't you? How does it feel to have your nipples pulled? Hahaha... Ugh... It's all your fault for being so lewd, I forgot about my lovely, beautiful mother. Come on, get down on the ground like a dog and stick your butt up... I've wanted to play with you like this for a long time... Hahaha..." "Yes!" the mother immediately obeyed. The mother was wearing a black, tight-fitting leather ninja suit with a low-cut neckline, revealing a large expanse of white breast flesh; the short skirt below only covered half of her beautiful thighs, and her legs were clad in sexy black fishnet stockings. Her already prominent buttocks, when raised, almost burst through the short skirt, and the outline of her underwear was clearly visible. Mom lifted her buttocks, and my brother's breathing immediately quickened. His eyes reddened as he forcefully released his beast. Though unwilling to admit it, my brother's penis was indeed "big," perhaps even "huge." The shaft was dark, with a throbbing blue tip. The foreskin hadn't retracted, covering the glans, which was about half the size of an egg, causing my sister to gasp in surprise. My brother turned to my sister with a wicked smile and said, "Beauty, you'll get your share later, but now… sixteen years have passed, and I'm going back to where I came from… hahaha…" A thunderclap boomed, and the thunderstorm outside reached its climax. The lightning illuminated my brother's face, making it appear particularly ferocious. I, though soaked by the rain, felt nothing. (I'll give it my all…) I silently clenched my fist…
(III) Thunderclap
A thunderous boom startled my brother, making him shudder. "...Ugh, no way! I've sacrificed so much for this day, it wouldn't be fun to just take your body like this. Good things are always saved for last, right, Mom..." My brother stopped, his hands slowly roaming over Mom's beautiful buttocks. I broke out in a cold sweat. My power was currently suppressed by the Soul-Devouring Powder; even standing was difficult. Forcing my way in would be certain death. Now, I could only watch silently... "Hehehe, come on, you two sluts, crawl over and lick my cock!" my brother said with a lewd grin. Mom and my sister, their cheeks flushed, crawled to my brother like dogs, using both hands and feet. My brother suddenly picked up my sister and kissed her deeply on her sexy red lips. His rough tongue probed into her soft, fragrant mouth, chasing her smooth, lilac-like tongue, greedily sucking her sweet saliva until she was breathless, before releasing her and leaving a trail of lewd silver thread. "Don't be picky, beautiful lady, lick it carefully!" "Yes." After saying that, Mom stretched out her slender hand and grasped the terrifying beast between her brother's legs. Her bright red lips lightly touched the purplish-red glans, and although it was just a touch, it made her brother's thing jump. Mom smiled charmingly at her brother, "My child, it seems you've really grown up..." Before her brother could answer, Mom's fragrant tongue, like a serpent, began to move around the glans, carefully sweeping it over the urethral opening before slowly moving downwards, beginning to lift her brother's thick foreskin... Her brother's whole body tensed up with pleasure, and he panted heavily, saying, "So good... How come you're so good at licking?" Mom raised her head and smiled seductively at her brother, saying, "When your father was alive, he loved this the most. He would do it several times a day behind your backs..." When Mom recalled that time, her beautiful eyes sparkled like a pool of spring water, captivating her soul, but it made her brother's eyes turn cold. "Hmph, you slut, you're clearly a whore, why are you pretending to be a saint..." the brother said, thrusting his huge penis into his mother's cherry-like mouth and pumping it in and out. With his other hand, he pressed his sister down to his crotch, and she obediently began licking his penis. Seeing his mother's flushed face and his sister's sexy red lips, the brother gasped with pleasure. Finally, after a while, he suddenly pulled out his penis and ejaculated his thick semen onto his mother and sister's faces, yelling, "Lick it all up and drink it!" His mother and sister's faces were covered in a white mask as they knelt on the ground, licking each other's semen. After licking it clean, they nestled together like two cats, gently rubbing their delicate faces against his penis. A moment later, my brother's penis hardened again. He grinned wickedly at my mother and sister, saying, "Use your big asses to give me some pleasure, come on..." He then pulled my mother and sister onto his lap, making them clamp his penis between their buttocks. "What are you standing there for? Move!" It has to be said, that guy knew how to enjoy himself. My mother and sister's buttocks were incredibly sexy, not only large but also very elastic. Walking down the street, their pert, beautiful buttocks must have made countless men secretly swallow their saliva. But now, these two perfect buttocks were being defiled by their son and brother. "This idiot doesn't even take off Mom and Sister's clothes before doing butt sex, isn't he afraid of getting his penis scratched..." Unconsciously, something called jealousy slowly began to grow in my heart. My brother lay flat on the bed, and my mother and sister used their beautiful buttocks to serve him, sometimes slowly swaying their buttocks, sometimes squeezing his purplish-red glans up and down. Their buttocks were covered in shiny fluid, and their faces were flushed. "I love it when you're all dressed and doing it to me. I want you to be sluts whether you're naked or clothed, hahaha..." My eyes were bloodshot as I watched the scene unfold, wanting to stop it but powerless to do so. Suddenly, a clap of thunder startled me, and the ninjutsu scroll inside my clothes rolled out. I immediately picked it up and cautiously peeked into the room. My brother hadn't noticed anything amiss outside and was still enjoying my mother and sister's anal sex. I inexplicably became furious and picked up the scroll, intending to throw it away, but as soon as I did, I noticed something strange. The scroll, which had been in my arms, was now soaked with what I couldn't tell was rainwater or my own sweat, and some characters had appeared on the back of the scroll. "This technique is the culmination of my life's work. Those who are destined to obtain it must remember not to use it for evil..." I read it carefully, but the more I looked, the more horrified I became. Ordinary ninjutsu emphasizes gradual progression, but this one described gathering all the energy at the heart and exploding it instantly. Normally, that would mean immediate death by explosion. "So be it!" I had no other choice at that moment, and silently began to follow the instructions. Instantly, my body swelled up as if it had exploded... It felt like every cell in my body was sending me signals of pain, and I gritted my teeth and endured it. Finally, after a while, I slowly exhaled a breath of white air, and my body returned to normal, but damn it, I still had no strength left... I raised my hand to wipe the cold sweat from my forehead, but as soon as I raised my hand, I froze. This wasn't my hand...

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