Fuusenkunoichi, Chapter 10

Just a mere mile away from the old temple where Kamiko and Tomoko resided was small deep lake. The shoreline was nice and shallow, but the middle of it dipped down at least twenty feet below the surface. It was early in the morning and the sun had just broken off from the horizon to fill the sky with sunlight.

On the cool and grainy shoreline, Tomoko stood with her bare feet barely touching the frigid morning water. At first glace it seemed like she was enjoying the placid lake scene in front of her but in reality she was watching the tip of a hollow bamboo pole peeking out of the water. It neared the middle and deepest region of the lake, and beneath it was the curvy silhouette of Kamiko.

Just a mere four feet from the water’s surface Kamiko was dressed up in her blue rubber bodysuit while she sucked in air via the bamboo tube wedged beneath her mask. Tomoko had instructed her to dive to the bottom of the lake’s middle in order to retrieve what she described as a “watertight-wrapped package, not unlike a rice grain container.” She didn’t tell Kamiko what exactly was in the container, but all she thought about right now was getting it up to the surface as quickly as she could. The freezing water made her shiver, even with a skin-tight layer of rubber covering almost her entire body.

Before Kamiko could swim any further a small rock penetrated the water’s ceiling above her head. Right before her eyes she saw the white clump spiral down while trailing streams of bubbles. She looked down and saw the rock sink and disappear into the dark deep water.

“So that’s where it is, eh?” Kamiko thought as she took a deep breath from her bamboo tube and let it escape her lips as she swam downwards to pursue the little rock that had just pointed her to the prize she seeked.

On the shore, Tomoko saw the long bamboo pole that Kamiko used as a breathing apparatus float to the surface.

Kamiko dived deeper and deeper into the dark foreboding water near the bottom of the lake. She made sure to take steady yet powerful strokes so that she wouldn’t waste too much oxygen while descending.

After several powerful strokes down into the depths of the lake, Kamiko’s face bumped into something on the bottom that seemed to be made out of rough fabric. She opened her eyes and just barely she could see the pattern of the cloth covering the large sake container nestled on the lake’s floor. Right on top of the container’s curved surface was a thick rope that was wrapped around it. Heeding some of Tomoko’s advice earlier, Kamiko picked it up and swished it over her head, allowing the rope to wrap over the front of her hip.

Suddenly Kamiko began to twitch a bit as her breath began to run out. Quickly she dug her right fingers beneath her stretchy mask and fingered a small round pellet squired away beneath it. She took the small green pellet out from underneath the mask and quickly popped it into her mouth like a pill and swallowed it. A rumbling began to emit from Kamiko’s belly as she pulled the rope right against her midsection, then the rumbling turned into a dull hissing. Kamiko’s tummy began to bulge out rapidly, almost as quickly as it would when she inflated for flight, but at a slower pace. Her whole body bulged up and expanded as the gas released from the pellet.

From the shore, Tomoko saw what looked like a dark circle approach the water’s surface from underneath. As the shadow grew larger and larger, Tomoko smiled as a very round and inflated Kamiko surfaced from the lake’s surface. She wiggled her puffy legs and arms as her round and wet body made loud dull creaking sounds. Tomoko grinned at rope tied around Kamiko’s spherical shiny body which tugged and squished her as she bobbed in the water like a cork. Behind Tomoko was a long rope rolled up on the ground; she picked it up and started tying it into a lasso in order to reel in her ballooned apprentice and retrieve the contents that she had grabbed from the lake’s bottom.

Inside the temple, Kamiko walked around the large grain container while squeezing the water out of her soggy hair. She was now wearing her red and comfy kimono, pleased to have it warm her chilled body.

“Why store it at the bottom of a lake sensei?” questioned Kamiko.

“Well it is quite heavy and nobody would be able to get it from the lake’s bottom, even if they had the tools necessary to do so.” Tomoko grunted as she used her katana to slice the individual ropes wrapped vertically around the container’s ropes which held it together. As she sliced the last rope Tomoko gave the container a swift kick, causing it to spill a bunch of katanas, spears, and other weapons onto the temple’s wooden floor.

“Oh my, you had an entire armory at the bottom of the lake!” gasped Kamiko. She picked up a katana with a blue sheath and rubbed it with her petite hands. Tomoko nabbed it from her grasp and unsheathed the sword from its holster, admiring its platinum gleam..

“There were the weapons that used to belong to the retainers of Lord Hideyoshi. Lord Taro confiscated them all, but fortunately he foolishly left them out in an open air pile and some villagers were able to steal and hide them in the container we just broke open. Then I used my Fuusenkunoichi skills to pick it up and drop it into the lake.”

Tomoko stared at her reflection from within the silver mirrory surface of the katana’s blade. “Thankfully it looks like they did a good job sealing up the container, so none of these weapons have rusted.” Quickly she slid the long blade back into its sheath.

“Here, help me store these weapons in those two closets on the other side there.” Tomoko pointed to a pair of sliding doors on the other side of the large hallway.

Kamiko carefully propped another armful of katanas against the white wall of the closet. As she went back to the center of the room to take the remaining nine katanas on the floor and store them in the closet, she walked towards Tomoko.

“Sensei, who’s going to use these weapons?”

“Why, the retainers of course. What remains of them, which is at least 24 men and one woman.” replied Tomoko.

“But there are at least a hundred swords from my count. Three-quarter of them will remain unused.”

“They will not be for long Kamiko. Others will use them.” Tomoko turned towards the front door and swished her arm in a arc.

“Others? You mean we will be recruiting some people!? For what?”

“Why, a rebellion.” Tomoko stared at the front door, watching the mid-morning sunlight seep through the cracks.

“Against Lord Taro!? But that’s still one-hundred against five-thousand! You can’t be serious!.” Kamiko felt uneasy about Tomoko’s seemingly insane proposal.

“Oh Kamiko.” Tomoko paused, took a deep breath, turned towards the young girl. “Why must you so soon forget the fact that you destroyed both Lady Komoda’s and Lord Hanzo’s fortresses? Those compounds housed at least five-hundred troops in total. And remember, you won’t be the only one using your powers.”

“You mean, you’ll be fighting too?”

“Me and Yuri. She was my first student.”

“You never told me you had a student before me.” Kamiko placed her arms in a akimbo position on her body.

“Well, she was my first and only student while Lord Hideyoshi was still in power. Also we might have more young girls joining our ranks as Fuusenkunoichi.”

Kamiko just stood there and contemplated what Tomoko had just said. “There can be more?”

“Also you’ll be instrumental in teaching them how to fight and develop their powers Kamiko. You and Yuri will be my sempais; well, if I persuade Yuri that is.”

It came as a shock to Kamiko to think that she was experienced enough to actually teach others. She had never thought about having that privilege.

“Now this whole process will take at least half a year before we begin the final assault on Lord Taro’s forces. Since he knows that we are a threat to him, he will also be searching for us. Right now we are in quite a safe position, but once we start rounding up supports his spies might report these developments. So we have to work underground as much as possible without arousing any more suspicion.”

Kamiko nodded her head in agreement with Tomoko’s strategy. Then she dipped her head, rubbed it, and then lifted it up.

“So, what are we going to do first sensei?”

“Well, you are going to be in charge of recruiting more girls to join us, so they can learn the art of the Fuusenkunoichi. I will be busy recruiting the 24 men.”

“How many girls should I find?” Kamiko asked.

“Ten would be just enough for me, but if you can find more that would be just as good, if not better.”

Kamiko gulped at the mission she had to undertake. “Where will I find girls who are willing to, well, blow themselves up like balloons and fight?”

“Well, they have to be girls like you. In other words: Ones who have nothing to lose, and believe me there are plenty out there like this.”

Tomoko turned towards the front door again and continued to stare at the rays of light peeking through.

“However, we have to schedule a little visit with Yuri.”

On the banks of the Iwamura river was probably one of the most well-known brothels in the kingdom. The courtesans and geishas here were considered to be some of the classiest and sexiest women in the land, all with beautiful smooth skin, pearly white makeup, and long silky black hair. Some said that even the toughest warriors who took one whiff of their alluring and sweet perfume would faint in pleasure at the smell. As the men and their willing female escorts dined, played, and enjoyed the beautiful evening, a single small boat with lanterns dangling from its mast floated aimlessly in the river. Within the boat, Kojiro attempted to charm the beautiful courtesan Yuri who laid on her side next to him. Her flowery kimono’s back laid drooped down, exposing her smooth and white back. The horny middle-aged man kept trying to persuade her to reveal more, but Yuri was feeling reluctant tonight, especially in front of this old goat.

“Oh comeon! Show me some of your pretty little shoulders! Maybe your hips as well pretty!”

Yuri just yawned at Kojiro’s blasé request, uninterested in any foreplay tonight.

“Hey, doesn’t your boss know yer supposed to be playin’ around? I paid good money to have some fun tunnigt and dammit I’m gonna’ have some.”

“Well, this is all the fun you’re going to get tonight buddy. You’re one of the luckier men in my opinion, most of them haven’t even seen this much.” Yuri sniffled and kept looking out at the placid lake while fanning her smooth round face.

“Hmmph, he shoulda’ told me you were a toughie!” Kojiro attempted to hook his fingers around the rim of Yuri’s kimono but she whacked her fan upon his fingers, causing him to recoil and grumble.

“The price to see any more would be, quite astronomical. Getting inside me would be a king’s fortune. You on the other hand, you would need to have an entire treasury handy to get that far.” Yuri continued to fan herself, still ignoring the advances of the dirty old man behind her. Suddenly he stood up and posed himself into a pouncing position to overwhelm the sultry and unwilling woman.

“Why I oughta’…..” Before Kojiro could finish his sentence, the boat began to rock and tumble. He fell down on his butt and grunted as Yuri gasped as they both felt the boat rise up into the air. Something had surfaced underneath them.

Yuri trembled slightly with shock as she got up onto her kneesand peered over the boat. She gasped as she saw what looked like a round tight shiny mass of something blue slippery. It looked almost perfectly round except for what looked like a girl’s head perched on the tip, with a long back wet ponytail dangling behind it. She had a blue rubbery mask that was part of her stretchy outfit which covered her smiling puffed-up face.

“Hi there!’ Kamiko greeted the shocked courtesan.

“Who, who are you! How did you learn to do that!?” Stuttered the still-shocked Yuri.

“Oh, this?” Kamiko looked down at her huge globular body. She wiggled her tiny plump hands in unison, giggling at the squeaking sounds they made. “I learned this from your ol’ teacher.”

Yuri just stared ahead at the dark tree-studded shoreline ahead of her. She couldn’t believe that the person Kamiko had just spoke about was still around and alive.

“To… Tomoko-sensei!? She’s still alive?” sputtered the shocked Yuri.

“That’s right. If she wasn’t I wouldn’t be floating around under your boat!” giggled Kamiko.

“Oh my. Oh, my God. How is she?” asked Yuri.

“Hey, who are you talking to there!?” shouted Kijiro “What the!? Who are you!?” gasped the shocked Kojiro after spotting Kamiko.

“Oh, just a Fuusenkunoichi.” smugly replied the inflated ninja girl.

“Fu… fuusen!? You’re a freakin’ balloon-girl of some sort!? And a ninja to boot!?” sputtered and spat the freaked-out old man.

“Balloon-ninja girl. That’s right.” replied Kamiko.

“Oh cripes. This brothel keeps picking up weirder and weirder chicks.” Kojiro slumped down and held his aching head, still sore from the fall he took.

“Okay, let me get this straight Yuri. Why are you hanging around with old codgers like this?” sneered Kamiko.

“Hey, I’m in my prime!” shouted the offended Kojiro.

Yuri just shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes. “Hey, they have a lot of disposable income.”

“Not as good as the time when you and Tomoko-sensei were still with Lord …. Eh?”

Yuri just sat down and began fishing for memories within her head of the years she spent with Tomoko.

“You know, I sure felt a lot more powerful back then. Learning how to fight under Tomoko-sensei’s guidance; but now all I’m doing is fighting off a bunch of horny toads here.”

“Okay, I’ve heard enough of this! How about you just go float off balloon-girl and leave me to some quality time with my catch here!?” Kojiro began to grope and tug at the flap of Yuri’s kimono. Before he could do anything drastic, Yuri grabbed the back of his bald head and pulled it towards her. She stared into his eyes and grinned sinisterly.

“How about you go float off.” snarled Yuri. She pressed her lips against Kojiro’s and grasped his neck, causing him to choke. Yuri took a deep breath and started blowing air into the bug-eyed and flustered man. His head began to expand and bulge up like a party balloon being blown up. Each breath caused his head to round out, his cheeks to bulge out, and his eyes to bug out of his sockets. He looked like one of those strange and grotesque Noh masks, but even more comical and cartoon-esque. All Kojiro could do was murmur and groan protesting “Oomfs!” as his head ballooned larger and larger. Soon his head was almost half the size of Kamiko. As Yuri blew her last puff into the hapless Kojiro, she grabbed a cork from a bottle of sake rolling around on the bottom of the boat, lifted her lips from his, and plugged up his mouth before any air could escape.

As she released him, the ballooned-up head of Kojiro just floated away off into the starry sky, carrying his wiggling and tiny body along like a gondola. All he could do was stare ahead with his buggy ping-pong ball eyes off into the distance and murmur in protest as he floated out of Yuri’s sight.

“He should be thankful, I gave him a goodbye kiss.” spat Yuri as she rubbed her lips upon her sleeve. “Ugh! His breath was rancid!”

Kamiko smiled and looked at Yuri. “So I guess you still have it?”

“I need an outfit similar to the one you’re wearing right now. By the way, what’s your name girl?” asked Yuri.

“Kamiko. And you’re Yuri?”

“That’s right, now give me a lift to Tomoko’s place.”

“Okay, just grab my hand on the side here and hang on tight, it’s sort of slippery.”

Yuri ran over to the right side of the boat and climbed over it. Suddenly Yuri slipped on the slippery taut surface of Kamiko’s body, but fortunately she fell onto Kamiko’s puffy little hand and grasped it before she could fall into the water.

“Hang on tight.” repeated Kamiko as she began to inhale and fill her body with more air. Yuri felt Kamiko wet and tight skin grow warm and even tighter as her body doubled in size. As Kamiko began to float upwards, she grasped Yuri’s tightening hand as she hung off the aloft Kamiko. The blimped-up ninja girl and her new partner flew off towards the crescent moon, keeping a steady airborne path towards their imminent destination. While looking back at brothel which she used to work at, Yuri slipped out the long pins within her hair, careful not to prick her pressurized companion, and let them fall into the cold river below her. She enjoyed having the wind blow through her hair, making it wave like a shiny black victory banner.

Back within the warm open hall of the temple within the forest, Tomoko and Kamiko sat side-by-side, looking towards the door where Yuri was changing within.

“She was pretty ecstatic about coming with me. I guess she was tired of her job as a courtesan.”

“Hmph, what degrading work.” grunted Tomoko. “Yuri is too elegant a girl for that sort of job.”

Tomoko laid back on the palms of her hands and sighed deeply.

“Women have such a low position within society, but Lord …. created such an egalitarian kingdom. If a girl lost her parents, she got full property rights to her estate and even got some compensation from Lord …. .”

“Wow, that is so kind of him.” Kamiko closed her eyes and reflected back on what Tomoko had just told her.

“Why do men think that women can’t be equals of men?” asked Kamiko.

Tomoko looked down with her eyes closed and giggled a little bit. “Men already can’t agree among themselves, just think if they had women to chime in on matters.”

On the far end of the hall the closet door slid open, revealing the curvy and voluptuous figure of Yuri, clad in a skin-tight full-body rubber out just like the one Kamiko was wearing, except it was green. She trotted forwards towards Tomoko and Kamiko, both of them sat on their knees to greet her.

Yuri stopped a couple feet away from her teacher and friend, kneeled down, and bowed to the ground before them.

“Onegai shimasu!” shouted Yuri.

“Doozo.” replied Tomoko.

Yuri stood back up and walked backwards. She pulled the mask on her suit over her mouth, grasped her hands together, and held them in front of her. Calmly she closed her eyes and began to inhale. Her belly began to slowly distend outwards, causing her rubber outfit to groan and creak as it stretched to accommodate her expanding body. Just as she began to inhale deeper a bubble of mucus within her throat cracked and popped, causing her to gasp as a great torrent of air began to enter her throat.

Unable to control the flow of air entering her, Yuri’s body began to expand rapidly, her limps plumping and spreading apart while her midsection quickly ballooned into a huge ball with her two bulges for breasts perched upon them. All Yuri could do was bug her eyes out with shock as she inflated out of control, but then she felt a finger poke itself into her pointy navel poking out from under her skin-tight suit. Immediately the torrent of air stopped entering her mouth. Her puffy cheeks forced her mouth shut as she fell down upon her huge, round, and tight belly with a mighty “Oomph!”

As Yuri rocked around immobile, Tomoko walked behind her and pinched one of her large bulging green butt-cheeks, causing her to go “Oooop!” with surprise. Both Kamiko and Tomoko just shook their heads and chuckled slightly.

“You need to freshen up a bit.” Tomoko grinned.