Touching a nice pair of breasts was supposed to be a pleasant experience, and yet, Sakura couldn't help but shudder, breaking out in a cold sweat the moment her hands made contact with her unconscious patient's chest. She was a trained medical specialist— professional, composed, always smiling— but this was too much!
"Come on, Lady Tsunade got over her fear of blood," Sakura half-whispered, half-cried to herself. "You can do this. Just endure it… endure it…"
Ding! Aburame clan breast chakra has been collected and added to the System's database! To complete the Yin-Yang Gender Reversal Jutsu, the Host is advised to master Yin-Yang Style and Sage Mode as soon as possible! Please keep at it, Host!
Unable to bear the disconcerting sensation of a thousand Gu worms wriggling and crawling under her patient's skin for even a second longer, Sakura yanked her hands away as if they'd been burnt and went to dry heave over a rubbish bin. At the very last second, a Kikaichū had crawled through the Aburame woman's milk ducts and emerged from her nipple's central pore…
As an avid gooner, Sakura was an enjoyer of all sorts of depravities, but infestation was one of the few tags she couldn't bear— even if expansion was involved!
"Nope! Nope! Nope! I'm done! No more! I'm never taking an Aburame patient ever again!" Sakura gasped to herself. "And if Lady Tsunade makes me, I'll toss Katsuyu at 'em and heal 'em from a distance!"
As the poison began to wear off, Sakura's patient stirred. Then, after a few seconds, she slowly pushed herself upright on the operating table. Sakura sighed— this wasn't the first time this specific young woman had ended up in intensive care, but after receiving her treatment, she was sure to come back for more…
"You should count yourself lucky to still be alive, Tsukiko," said Sakura sternly. "Your body can't take the Rinkaichū's venom. You'll die long before you produce the antibodies needed to tolerate hosting those insects."
Rinkaichū are venomous, nano-sized venomous beetles, more akin to viruses than actual bugs. Every few years, some Aburame clan member would get it into their head that they were special enough to host their clan's ultimate weapon… and then they would inevitably wind up in the hospital.
"Mhm," Tsukiko replied, quickly getting dressed. "…Thank you, Uchiha-sensei."
Sakura sighed again— as a kuudere, Tsukiko was a woman of few words, just like the rest of her family. She was pretty enough without her goggles, but Sakura preferred to observe from a safe distance.
"Don't call me that," Sakura snapped, stalking over to her desk and plopping down into her swivelling chair. "Now get out of my office, and don't let me find you messing around with poisonous insects again!"
The twenty-year-old problem child nodded unconvincingly before leaving the office, closing the door softly behind her. Alone at last, Sakura closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair and stretched. Under her white lab coat, the red fabric of her Chinese-style qipao strained and creaked ominously, struggling to contain the massive orbs of flesh as she shifted her body.
"Show me my stats, System," Sakura grunted, cracking open one eye and massaging her aching shoulders. "Grr… Stupid Tsunade, changing my name on all my official documents on a whim…"
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Name: Uchiha Sakura of the Breasts of Sukhavati
Species: 95% Human (with a 1% margin for error)
Age: 16
Cup size: M (114 cm)
System: Let's Aim to Become the Best Kunoichi, Kyuun~♥ Breast Flow System
Manyuu Chifusa Template progress: 15%
Bloodline Limit (Kekkei Genkai): Manyuu-Munamori Hybrid Physique, Kurama Physique, Senju Physique, Uzumaki Physique, Uchiha Physique (Two-Tomoe Sharingan)
Chakra Capacity: 8 KK
Chakra Control: 6 S
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Fire: 200%: Great Fireball, Ash Pile Burning
Wind: 150%: Great Breakthrough, Vacuum Blade, Gale Palms
Lightning: 167%: Chidori, Lorentz Gun
Earth: 100%: Startling Earth Escape
Water: 100%: Starch Syrup Capturing Field
Yin: 896%: Clone, Genjutsu Release, Bell Sound Clone, Tree Binding Death, Breast Illusion, Sleep, Temple of Nirvana, Demonic Illusion: False Surroundings Technique, Sharingan Genjutsu: Saimingan
Yang: 127%: Transformation, Transformation (Tsunade Ver.), Shadow Clone, Mystical Palms
Space-Time Ninjutsu: Summoning: Katsuyu
Fūinjutsu: Yin Seal, Breast Seal
Kinjutsu: Breast Diet, Rasengan (elemental variants), Chakra Enhanced Strength (elemental variants), Creation Rebirth: Mitotic Regeneration
Generic applications of chakra: Body Flicker, Substitution, Rotation, Chakra Enhanced Strength, Chakra Scalpel, Rasengan
Manyuu Hikenchou techniques: Manyuu Kenjutsu, Munamori massage, Purifying Slash
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"Naruto, Sasuke… you stupid liars," Sakura murmured to herself, as she rose to her feet and stepped up to the tall vanity mirror in her office. "You'd better not have kicked the bucket offscreen…"
A rather inauspicious crack had formed in the mirror a month ago when she had lost her temper at a patient and hurled a paper weight at the wall, but it was still useable. Sakura gave a small twirl in front of the glass, admiring her reflection.
"Sasuke…" Sakura whispered, running her forefinger along the crack. "You wouldn't have gone to the Hidden Mist without us… right?"
The day of Zabuza's plan to assassinate the Fourth Mizukage— a mission that involved Uchiha Itachi, Kurosuki Raiga, and Hoshigaki Kisame— had already come and gone. It was normal not to have received any news of the assassination yet because of the information blackout on the Land of Water, but she was still worried.
Almost two and a half years had passed since Sakura's teammates left the village with their respective mentors, yet not once had they sent a letter. Even without news, she was certain they'd been training with everything they had. As for her, she hadn't set foot on a battlefield even once— but a lot had changed nonetheless.
As one might have expected, Sakura's two most salient features had jumped up in size greatly. As she went from her pre-teens into her teenage years, Sakura's band size increased along with her rib cage, growing from 68 cm to 75 cm in circumference.
But that wasn't all— it seemed as though her growth rate had been set to Tsunade's level as well. Without stealing any breasts, Sakura had grown from a 30 L to a 32 M— that increase all on its own was almost enough to fill a full E-cup bra at her current band size! To think she was still in her growing phase…
At any rate, her breasts still looked (and felt) immense for her size, but thankfully, her growth spurt had included a 10 cm increase in height, making them much more natural-looking on her slender frame. …And perhaps due to the added load weighing her down, she was a bit shorter than she would have been in the original timeline.
Moving along, since Sakura had never ended up getting an impromptu haircut during the Chūnin Exams, her once shoulder-length pink hair had grown all the way down to her waist, lending her a more adult appearance— especially paired with her white lab coat. Her long hair didn't interfere with her day-to-day work at the hospital, so she'd never bothered cutting it. A woman's hair was one of her greatest treasures, after all— but if she ever had to return to the battlefield, she certainly wouldn't die on that hill.
And lastly…
Although Sakura didn't often get the chance to catch a glimpse of her lower half— thanks to the two mounds in her way— she knew her legs had grown longer and her hips had widened noticeably. Partly due to her overindulgence in sweets, her backside had also become rather well cushioned, making those long hours at her desk a bit more bearable. And if that perverted old geezer of a patient she saw every Wednesday was any indication, that butt was apparently worth patting…
"I'm glad you think I'm more than just a pair of breasts, but that's no reason to grab my arse," Sakura grumbled to herself. "Want to extend your stay at the hospital, mister? You came in with a broken hip, so how about I break your other 205 bones so that they match?"
Sakura slumped back into her chair and stared up at the ceiling tiles.
"What am I doing with my life?" she sighed.
In her previous life, she would have been perfectly content being a gynaecologist, but in this world, what was the point of living if you couldn't shoot out fireballs every now and then? Sakura found herself almost hoping the Akatsuki would start causing trouble again…