The birthing hall was filled with the scent of sacred oils, sweat, and the warm, milky sweetness of newborns.
Tsunade sat on her birthing mat, knees wide, robe discarded, golden hair damp with sweat. Her breasts hung heavy, full and leaking already. Her belly — round and firm — rippled visibly as another contraction hit.
She grunted low, her jaw clenched, refusing to scream.
But Naruto saw the tears gathering in her eyes.
He knelt in front of her, placing both hands on her trembling thighs.
"Breathe with me," he whispered.
She shook her head, a tear rolling down her flushed cheek.
"Don't tell me… what to do," she rasped, her voice cracking.
Another contraction slammed through her womb. She doubled over with a low, guttural moan, her massive breasts leaking creamy milk onto her thighs.
The midwife pressed glowing chakra seals along her hips.
"Crowning," she announced softly. "You may push, Hokage-sama."
Tsunade shivered.
Then glared up at Naruto with tear-blurred eyes.
"Don't call me Hokage right now."
He smiled weakly, tears gathering in his own eyes.
"You're not Hokage right now," he whispered. "You're just… the strongest mother."
She sobbed.
And bore down.
Her pussy stretched wide, folds parting around the crowning head — golden hair matted with fluid visible under the sacred lantern light.
Tsunade moaned, deep and shaking, her chakra flaring gold around her sweat-slicked skin.
"Shoulders next," the midwife guided calmly.
She pushed again.
Screamed.
Her hands gripped Naruto's shoulders so tightly her nails broke skin. Her milk sprayed in twin streams from her nipples, dripping down her belly to her spread thighs.
The shoulders slipped free.
And with one final, broken cry—
The baby slid out into Naruto's trembling hands.
A girl.
She wailed immediately, voice loud and fierce, chakra flickering golden under the seal's glow.
Tsunade collapsed back onto the pillows, chest heaving, tears streaming down her temples.
Naruto placed their daughter on her chest, kissing her damp forehead.
Tsunade sobbed as the baby latched to her nipple, tiny hands kneading at her breast.
"She's… beautiful," she whispered, voice ragged. "She's so… beautiful…"
Naruto kissed her again.
"She has the strongest mother in the world."
The seal pulsed.
Another flame had entered the world.