Fatigue ran across the savage girl as she made a few final swings at the subject of her rage and vigor. That sack cloth dummy had not stood any more of a chance against the protruding blossom of bones twisting and slicing fiend than her own genin uniform. As her hand smacked against the wooden post one more time, creating a definitive bruise, the hypersensitivity that was symptomatic of her I’ll ess came out. She winced intensely in pain as she coughed heavily and leaned over, short of breath. This would prove not to be any sort of inconvenience however, as the last tangible durability of the target seemed to fade, allowing it to make a soft plop onto the worn dirt below, Tokko would decide for herself that it was time to retire from her training. Bones all across her body, sharp spear-like protrusions would slowly retract into her and her skin would seal up. It was fortunate for the young girl that her kekkei genkai rarely damaged her skin, as even just the small breaks in her skin near the knuckles and fingers were bleeding way more than they should have been. Whether it was pride or just ignorance, Tokko did not take the time to heal her wounds before beginning her journey to the hot springs.

As she walked through the streets of Kirigakure, the sun had begun to kiss the horizon goodbye. The faces within the crowd all seemed overly concerned with the girl, her hands dripping blood steadily as she treaded without a worry in the world toward the steaming springs that would bring relief to her pain and her fatigue. An interesting aspect of the blonde’s shikotsumyaku, it actually did cause some ache in her bones after heavy usage. The bones which connected to the extensions would take some force from the impacts. Dirt, sweat, and blood were the tell-tale signs of hard work, and Tokko loved feeling the accomplishment from those things. What she did not realize, though, was that the back of her pants had ripped quite significantly. While Tokko had actually never had sex, she was in fact a primal sort of creature who had quite a streak of powerful lust within. Whether it was a lust for blood, a lust for power, or...perhaps even a lust for pleasure, it was potent and vehement.

Those who she passed would glimpse her form. She was a petite, pale young adult with quite the figure. One could easily tell from just a glance that what she did not carry on her chest existed in full force behind her. Her rather voluptuous, pale rear presented itself to the masses of the market place before she clipped away into the warm steam that was escaping the springs. No time was wasted as the girl would stand, covered in her bruises and cuts, pulling off her genin jacket and dropping it to the floor. What was left of her skin-tight leggings would come off as pulled them down to the floor, bending over with them as they slid off of her. As she dipped a toe into the near boiling liquid, she would let out a light groan of pleasure, stepping into the spring further until she was up to her waist. Her hair came down from the messy buns she wore, reaching her shoulders. Any sudden movement would reveal the two red dots on her forehead, symbolizing the Kaguya clan. Any further  examination of her nakedness would reveal perky breasts of around a c-cup, her pale complexion allowing the veins flowing throughout to be seen quite visibly, something she was just slightly self-conscious of.

Having been blessed with the shikotsumyaku, the girl did have a few prominent bones, such as her collar bone, which was very defined as the steak and hot water caressed her. She had not a care in the world at this time, forgetting almost entirely about the medical attention she most certainly needed.

It was not surprising at all that there were others enjoying the springs at this time. It was a decent evening, to say the least. As Tokko floated in the water, feeling just as at home as she did upon the land, she would fade out lightly from consciousness. Not only was she worn down from training, but she had only just healed the small cuts in her knuckles to stop the bleeding. Up to that point she had lost a meaningful amount of blood. Being a hemophiliac was certainly a curse. Either way, the pale blonde woman was so relaxed as she floated peacefully in the spring water, she wouldn’t have initially noticed the two eager lovers entering the area. Romance had always been a strange proposition for Tokko, so in this instance perhaps it had been better for her not to have had to ponder about it. Of course, her omission from such things would only be temporary as a sudden disruption would yank her from her doze. Wide-eyed and stirred, Tokko would meet the gaze of a lavendar-haired girl. Her much larger breasts pushed against Tokko’s directly, and oddly enough she seemed not to recoil immediately.

The blonde girl, feeling a maelstrom of confusion and aimless emotion, would freeze up momentarily. This woman had whom was presumably her lover on the backside of her. Tokko would dawn an intense flush of red before giving a very silly looking grin, revealing her sharpened fangs and scratching the top of her head, searching for an answer or even just something to say. Rather than addressing the figure pressed against her, Tokko would speak over her shoulder initially to the one with crimson hair.

“Pay more mind to whom you press this one into, lest the delightful little treat gets gobbled up by a..hungry individual.”

As her sentence finished out, coming so naturally that even Tokko was a bit surprised, she looked with her amber eyes deep into the emerald ones before her. A sadistic grin now parted her lips and ran across her face. Tokko would wonder to herself if perhaps the other woman might pull away her lover upon hearing this, perhaps in shock or in a display of possession. She slightly lightheaded genin had almost no way of knowing where this would go. So inexperienced, she was allowing instinct to dictate everything. What Tokko was aware of, though, was the feeling of her body becoming aroused by the things taking place around her. Being chest to chest with a beautiful woman. The sudden realization that someone’s poor unfortunate little toy had been placed right into the jaws of a predator. Something stirred within her, she wanted to pounce, and only held her composure by a thread as she continued to scan over both of their bodies.

Perhaps this sort of encounter was exactly what the young genin needed to break up the monotony of endless training and violent routines. Only the course of the evening would tell.

The groping of her breasts was like the omen which foretold of the lustful baptism about to occur. It was a reckoning for the younger of the two blondes, as the physically stronger woman shoved Tokko’s head beneath the water of the spring. Initially, the young Kaguya girl was caught off guard. Even the prelude to the action “Since you’re so hungry, I’ll give you something to eat.” The burn of the water as her head became submerged was hardly the first thing she was angered by. Despite the difference in immediate power, her Shikotsumyaku still made an immense effort to fight back. Being dominated was not something she was going to accept easily. Sharpened spear like bones would project from her with haste and speed as she tried to defend herself, likely to no avail against the much higher ranked woman. Regardless of how the situation was handled, eventually the very base primal instincts within Tokko would come forth and she would do whatever it took to survive. She wrapped her arms around the legs of the domineering figure and took the command to the maximum of her abilities. She squeezed the woman’s ass tightly as she allowed the tip of her tongue to part the lips of the delicate flower she was being pressed against.

In a display of challenge once again, Tokko would take the woman’s clit between her lips and suck. If nothing else, maybe she could push the woman to a climax and top from the bottom. The length of time Tokko was capable of staying below the surface of the water was rather outstanding due to her genetic composition. With the struggling and bone spikes, the outright primal method of pleasuring the domme above her, and the overall shock and suddenness of the whole situation - Tokko was fortunate to have been able to “let go” the way she could. Eventually, she would have to rise back up, however. When she did, she would immediately start to giggle in a sort of maniacal way, grasping for the domme’s throat as if to show she still refused to surrender entirely and would not be tamed. The violent struggle would have looked like a murder scene to uninvolved barbers who had likely begun to scatter by that point.

Tokko could feel a more gentle presence behind her, someone healing her wounds. That’s when she remembered the lavendar-haired one. The young Kaguya would attempt to turn around and pounce upon the less aggressive one. The glow of her amber eyes, the shark-toothed smile across her face, and the sharp spines and bone littered across her body from her attempts to shake off the other blonde. All of those features would appear to the other woman as Tokko attempted to take her down and violate her. What occurred from the moment she attempted to spin around and pounce was in the hands of the physically stronger one.