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Hinata Hyuga's Curse - Page 74 - It’s Naruto - By Flame14 - Overview
Hinata was watching Naruto once again as he walked through the village. Her gaze normally shy, gentle and filled with both admiration and affection towards the blond was different as of recent. The lavender eyed girl now had a look of intense hunger mixed into her eyes as she gazed at Naruto. Even with telling herself that it was wrong she couldn't help but, look him over like a piece of meat begging to be eaten. Giving a small sigh of despair, Hinata turned her gaze from Naruto, not sure she could continue looking at him without running out and demanding him to get in her stomach.

Hinata had been craving something all day that she just couldn't place but, every time she looked at Naruto she would feel her mouth water and her belly growl in anticipation. Thoughts and daydreams of cornering Naruto then shoving him into her mouth before swallowing him down would play out in her head all day, occasionally leaving her a drooling and starved mess and nearly being found by the boy more then once. She wanted to turn Naruto into a large squirming bulge in her belly so badly but, her feelings of love and affection had helped stay her from giving in entirely to keep her hunger.

’But not for much longer.' She thought sadly as her stomach growled in annoyance that the blond still wasn't filling her belly. She couldn't hold it back anymore. By the end of the day Hinata knew someone would be filling her belly and suffering digestion, whither that person would be her beloved Naruto or someone else had yet to be seen.

With all her strength she forced herself to stand. A decision had to be made. She could just give in and chase after Naruto with the intention of eating and digesting him alive, or she could force herself to walk the opposite way as her blond crush and try to find someone else she could send to her stomach.
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