[Geisha TF, Identity Erasure]

To be a Shinobi meant to serve one's village. Hinata and Sakura were well aware of this. Even so, they were initially against taking on this dangerous mission, mainly because of the preparations that they needed to make.

The mission in question involved a brothel in the seedier parts of the Hidden Leaf. Much like dangerous deals had been bubbling beneath the surface thanks to the various parts of the village's inner circle, this brothel had been rumored to traffic women like them, turning them into little more than servile women that were happy to offer themselves to the ones that bought them for the night. And any investigation into the brothel had proven fruitless, because any that approached it with malicious intentions never returned.

It was up to Haruno Sakura and Hyuuga Hinata to investigate. Not as Shinobi or on official business. But they had to infiltrate it and make themselves look just like the servile women that were being offered. As long as they could act as if they were truly just there to serve their superiors, then everything would turn out alright. They could gather the information that they needed, and then retreat the second they saw an opening. And it had to be the two of them, because of the witness reports regarding the generously curved women on display. Only they would  be able to fit that kind of description.

At least, that's what they had been told. Neither of them were too pleased with it, but they did what they had to. For the sake of the Hidden Leaf. That, and their friends who had disappeared. A couple of their comrades, whether from the Hidden Leaf or its allied villages, had mysteriously disappeared. The only lead they had led to the brothel, and that only served to add determination to their hearts. This was a mission that they couldn't afford to fail, even with their reservations in place.

They just had to make sure that they kept up their act, and then they'd be able to unravel this mess before it got worse...

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A soft puff of smoke blew past the two beautiful women, all while an older woman carefully swapped her Kiseru between her fingers, her tender and experienced eyes stripping the ladies down without as much as a single tug from her hands.

The woman in question was the brothel's Madame, the owner in all but name. Nobody had managed to find out who owned the brothel, leaving this Madame as the face of the brothel. And what a face it was. Despite the subtle wrinkles hidden underneath a thick layer of white makeup, she was still far beyond what people would consider commonly beautiful. Even just looking at her for a few seconds had caused the two undercover Shinobi to blush. Especially since her moon-themed kimono wasn't clinging to her shoulders, her generous bosom being the only thing that kept it held up. Which complimented the moon printed right across one of her breasts...

"So, you two young ladies are here to join Yoruhana?" The Madame asked, crossing one leg over the other as she sat in her very exotic chair. All while drawing more smoke from her Kiseru, her eyes closed for a moment as her black hair hid away her eyes. "You both look like you barely have any experience in the field. You didn't even put on any makeup before you arrived."

"W-We..." Hinata muttered, looking down at herself. Compared to the normal outfit she wore during missions, right now she was wearing a simple kimono that was pulled down in such a way that you could barely see her nipples, all while most people were drawn towards her bust. "We are inexperienced, yes, but we've heard so much about Yoruhana, Madame Kemuri. We hoped that you could teach us all that you know, so we may serve to the best of our abilities."

Hinata's submissive nature made it simple for her to act like a geisha-to-be, while Sakura did her very best to not grit her teeth. That, combined with the fact that she was a lot more covered up thanks to her sakura petal-themed kimono covering up most of her body, made her seem a lot more on edge. "Please." She said, bowing her head in front of the Madame. "We spent the last of our savings on these kimonos, for the sake of appealing to our customers. We will gladly put everything on the line and learn everything you can teach us, so as to properly satisfy them..."

Madame Kemuri slowly opened her eyes again, softly smiling as she put her Kiseru down on the table in front of her. "Very well. You both clearly seem like you want this no matter what. How could I possibly turn down a pair of girls who know what they want?"  She chuckled, all while slowly rising from her seat. "You both have a long and difficult road ahead of you. So present your breasts. I want to mark down your devotion to this path. To ensure that the customer may see you as authentic Hana of Yoruhana."

Hinata blushed a bit more as she heard what she had to do, but she did not hesitate. She obediently pulled off her kimono and let her generous bosom bounce, all while revealing the subtlest trace of milk running from her nipple. She had matured very well, which would make her perfect for a brothel like this.

Sakura blushed as well, and did her best to keep her anger in check. All while carefully pulling down her kimono and exposing her own generous bosom. It was a couple of sizes smaller than Hinata's, but that didn't mean she was flat chested. No, she was just not as lucky in the maturing department. She was still nice and busty, she just had plenty of room left to grow. Especially if she were to become proper Hana of Yoruhana.

Madame Kemuri smiled at the size of their respective bosoms, before picking up her Kiseru once more and drawing in another bit of smoke before blowing that steamy and ashy trail towards their respective breasts. Letting it immediately sink in, as if the smoke itself was made from Chakra, forming a set of decorative flower Tattoos. Just like the one currently on Kemuri's own bosom, though hers was a deeper and greyer color while theirs was black to contrast the paler skin they would have as Geisha.

"There. As of this moment, you have both become Hana of Yoruhana. Your duty from now on will revolve around your customers, satiating them and making sure that they leave this establishment with their very souls satisfied. I will tolerate nothing less from you two. Do you both understand?" The Madame asked, and both of her new Hana nodded with different levels of enthusiasm. The pink-haired one was still resisting. No matter, that would go away soon. Nobody was able to hold out against the Hana Jutsu that she cast, much less the Jutsu that kept this entire building under her strict control.

In fact, it was that very same Jutsu that made it hard for the two girls to even think of retaliating against the Madame. Even though a foreign Jutsu had very clearly just been cast on them, and the evidence of her Chakra being very visible on their breasts, they didn't do a thing. Because that was what the first stage of the Hana Jutsu did. It made them unable to go against her rules. And nobody was allowed to get violent inside Yoruhana...

Sakura couldn't help but tremble a bit as she followed behind the delicate Madame. Something about her kimono doing very little to cover up her hips or her rear made it difficult to think about anything else. Much as it was difficult to think about what she was supposed to be doing. It was like smoke had filled her mind, preventing her from focusing on something that was supposed to be important. But if she couldn't access it, then it must've not been important after all. All she had to do was just follow the Madame, and accept her treatment...

Hinata was in a similar situation, as there was something definitely nagging at the back of her mind. But whenever she felt that tug, she just let her hand slide across the flower on her breast. Not only did she feel the slightest bit of pleasure from touching the spot that made her utterly loyal to the Madame, but it also made that sensation go away. She didn't have to worry about anything. Just following the Madame, and ignoring the sensation of something drooling down her thigh.

"Before I allow you both to handle any customers, I want to make sure that you look just like any other Hana in Yoruhana. For the sake of preventing any one customer from hogging any particular Hana, I like to have them all looking as identical as possible. Please, both of you, strip down as much as you possibly can. Lay down your clothes as neatly as you can, and then kneel down and wait." Madame Kemuri said, her words sounding sweeter than before. Or at least that's what they sounded like to the two ladies. Not that they could tell that this was all due to an effect of the Jutsu that had been cast on them.

Hinata bowed her head respectively and did as she had been asked. Slowly stripping herself down, letting the elegant fabric that covered her body slowly fall down onto the floor below. And in the process, it felt like something was falling deeper into the recesses of her mind. Not that she should worry about that. She had been told by the Madame to strip everything off. And as a Hana, that was her only goal.

Kimono. Panties. Socks. Shoes. All of them neatly piled up separately. As if she had compartmentalized her thoughts, all while a subtle trail of pussyjuice ran down her inner thigh. What was she thinking about again..? No, she didn't have to worry about something like thinking. All she had to do was just do what the Madame had told her...

As Hinata kneeled down and sat on the back of her heels while waiting for the Madame to do what she needed to do to her, Sakura was busy stripping down as well. Instead of taking off her kimono first, she took off her panties and let them fall to the floor. And with that, all of her resistance fell as well, leading her to eagerly stripping the rest of her body down. Her socks, her shoes, the gloves that she had tried to keep hidden within the sleeves of her kimono, and finally the kimono itself. All of them initially piled on top of one another in such a messy fashion.

Right before she kneeled down just as Hinata had done, and then carefully separated them all into different piles. It didn't matter how they were organized, just that they were all separate. All while her devotion to the Madame grew, and the color of the flower on her breast only intensified. It was like it was doing something to her... And it just made her moan as she remained blissfully ignorant of what it was doing to her.

Madame Kemuri smiled as she watched the two ladies kneeling in front of her. Now that they were completely naked, it wasn't hard to tell that Hinata was way beyond gifted. She was almost as big as the Hana that were currently busy serving their respective customers. Not only that, but she had bothered trying to cover her face in as much makeup as possible. Though it only reached down to her shoulders, it was still much more than what Sakura had tried.

Though they were both so far from being ready to serve their customers. So far from their ideal selves. The Hana Jutsu would ensure that they would become one with all of their fellow Hana, but it still needed to properly root inside them. And for that, the Jutsu required the delicate and experienced touch of its user...

"Good, good. You're already doing so well. You'll both be beautiful before long." Madame Kemuri said as she carefully stepped behind Sakura first and foremost, kneeling down and putting down her Kiseru as well, all while carefully pressing her face up against the girl's shoulder while her hands slowly moved along her body, letting her Chakra seep into her form to start fixing those imperfections that dotted her body.

Sakura trembled. All while she felt somebody else's Chakra seeping into her. It was like... It was something that she should be against. Something that should naturally worry a Medical Shinobi like her. And yet here she was. Accepting that foreign Chakra into her body. Letting somebody carefully caress her form and squeeze into her most intimate areas, letting moan upon moan echo through the room around her. All while she heard subtle moans echo back at her. Could she hear the other Hana..?

Hinata watched carefully as Sakura was being caressed in such an intimate fashion. Even though she knew it was wrong, even though she knew that she should be doing something to stop it, she didn't really act on those thoughts. In fact, those thoughts were barely even able to reach her main consciousness. All she did was just watch as the Madame did what she did best. All while listening to Sakura's moans and the echoes from the other parts of the brothel. The backing sound of the other Hana making love to their customers... She didn't understand why she hadn't heard it before, but it was just increasing the arousal inside her body. Letting more and more of her juice pool between her thighs...

As Madame Kemuri continued to caress the lady who had less curves than her friend, she poured more and more of her Chakra into her. Suppressing her natural self and replacing it with something that properly fit the flower that had been imprinted on her breast. And in the process, Sakura's body quickly started to swell. It wasn't even subtle, the sheer speed at which her breasts grew from being modest to nearly as large as her head was actually incredible. And it wasn't even affecting the lady herself.

Sakura just let out moan after moan as she felt her body growing curvier. She could feel her breasts weighing her down. She could feel her hips growing so plush that she could have somebody use them as a pillow while she carefully tended to every need that they otherwise had... She could feel her pussy tightening up and dripping despite the arousal inside her body being nowhere close to the point where she'd start drooling like this... And if she had been herself, she would've acted on even just one of these sensations. Instead, the lady just sat there and let the Madame caress her.

With every little bit of Chakra that was pouring into her, her skin gradually turned more and more chalk white. It was like she was covered in a deep layer of makeup, and it certainly felt that way if you were to touch her. And yet that made the feedback of touching her that much better. The added resistance made the sensation of squeezing into her almost heavenly. In fact, she could feel the Madame touching her... And it was driving her deeper and deeper into an unending pit of arousal. As if she was this close to cumming just from a single touch.

The white hue continued to travel up Sakura's body, consuming her much more curvy body right until it reached her neck. Her features gradually matured from that point onward. Not to the point where she looked like she was just as aged as the Madame, but the subtle lines around her eyes, which were emphasized thanks to a layer of eyeshadow that formed alongside her incredibly pale skin, made her look like she had seen a little bit of everything. Which only complimented the subtle traces of age, like the heft of her enormous breasts and the thickness of the lips down below...

Even Sakura's natural hair color washed away and turned nice and black, all while it tied itself into an elegant hairstyle fit for a Geisha. The color contrast between her incredibly pale body and the very subtle reds on her face in the form of her lips and her eyeshadow went along perfectly with her deep black hair. Especially once the Madame inserted a single pin to keep it all held in place, the single pin representing the hold that she had on her.

Sakura bowed her head as she felt the Madame's hands leave her body, as it was now her turn to watch what would happen to Hinata. Just looking at her, she could admire how wonderfully plump and curvy the lady was compared to herself. Though she wasn't nearly as large in every area that mattered, she was very close. Only a few inches were necessary to catch up to her. Though, had she always been that large? It felt like the disparity between their bodies was much greater in the past...

As the Geisha shook her head and wiped her mind of those fake and troubling thoughts, she watched the Madame get to work. Letting her fingers sink right into Hinata's breasts and forcing a moan to leave her plump lips. Just seeing her do what she did best made her shiver a little. She wanted to be touched again. She wanted to feel those gentle and delicate hands all over her form. She wanted to be played with... Ah, but she had to be patient. She was a Geisha. She only felt this way because she craved affection from those that she had to serve. And the Madame counted as one of those...

Hinata could feel those heavenly fingers grace her body with their squeezes and their rubs, and she couldn't help but let out a couple more moans. She sounded just like one of the Hana that were busy moaning inside one of the other rooms. Something that brought no end to the pleasure running inside her. She loved the sensation. It felt like she was truly one of the Madame's Geisha. One of her Hana. She was just like Hana...

As she grew more and more in tune with that role, the Chakra that poured into her was making sure that she looked the part. Making her curves jut out ever so slightly, gaining the same sort of heft that Sakura's curves had. Well, it wasn't that they gained it. As far as Hinata understood from this very moment, she had always been so busty and her hips had always been so wide and plush. Being so pale-skinned that it felt like she had been caked in makeup was her reality...

Moan after moan after moan made it hard for her to understand any other reality. As far as she understood, especially as her hair turned the same deep shade of black as Sakura's, was that she had always been with the Madame. She had always been one of her beautiful Geisha. And this was really just a routine checkup. Making sure that her body was fit for her customers. Making sure that she was ready to service them as she had always done.

It didn't even occur to her that any of this felt wrong. As far as she could understand, it felt as right as rain. Even though her Chakra was being suppressed. Even though her memories were being rewritten. Even though everything that made her Hinata was being stripped away. Nobody that looked at her would even come close to thinking that she was Hinata. Not with that matured body, not with her extra matured curves that had been through so much. And especially not with that matured face that looked like it could give anybody, man or woman, a wonderful time in bed that would be utterly unforgettable...

Her treatment was complete the moment that her eyeshadow appeared, serving to compliment the lack of color on her body and in her hair. She was now properly Hana, at least in terms of her looks. Her mind was also well on its way to abandoning its identity and letting it sink deep below the sea of pleasure pouring through her.

Madame Kemuri slowly picked up her Kiseru once she had let go of Hinata, drawing another bit of smoke from it as she got up onto her feet and walked in front of both of them. "You've done so well. You've both come so far. I'm so proud of you both." She said, with none of her words truly registering within them because they were meant for their previous selves. Not that they could do anything to reply to her either. "Now, I want you both to wear your new Kimono. They're meant to be the only thing you wear. The only thing that Hana wears."

She blew a little more smoke onto their old belongings, as the smoke made them all dissolve and turn into one elegant looking kimono. That was the only thing that they had to wear. And even though it was made from their old selves, it wouldn't return any memories to their minds. It would let them totally accept the role as Hana... The role as one of the other Geisha within Yoruhana. None of them were able to stand out. Which meant that they would hardly be able to tell who was who. Which in turn meant that even if they managed to break free from the Hana Jutsu, they wouldn't be able to spill any secrets...

Both Hinata and Sakura slowly picked up their respective kimono and let it slip on. Compared to their previous kimono, it was very loose. Which meant that even after they managed to put it on, it was still hanging down by their bosoms. Just like the kimono that Madame Kemuri was wearing. They didn't need to worry about hiding their bodies. The kimono was just there to add a bit of color.

The red shades that blended together with the subtle pinks depicting falling sakura blossoms was perfect for somebody as pale as them. Not that anybody would be busy trying to examine the beautiful fabric. Their breasts were far too distracting, and as would the subtle trails running down their thighs. It wouldn't take much to tug away their kimono so anybody could just use the holes down below. Much like there was barely any fabric covering their respective rears thanks to the sheer size of it. They were erotic in every sense of the word, and it didn't take much to reveal what was hidden underneath.

Both Hinata and Sakura were hardly able to truly care about just how much they were revealing. It felt good for them to reveal their bodies. It felt good to be showing off for their customers. It felt so good that they weren't able to think about anything else. Not their selves. Not that they had been forcibly changed by the Madame... Nothing.

"Thank you, Madame Kemuri." They both spoke in unison, bowing before their Madame as their pussies drooled with the same kind of synchronicity. They were basically one and the same. Identical in every little way...

Madame Kemuri just smiled and nodded a little. "You have customers waiting for you, Hana. Don't let them down." She said, as both of the two identical Geisha did as they were told, carefully stepping out of the room so they could go meet their customers.

A soft chuckle left her lips, as she reflected on what she had done to them. Two powerful Shinobi had been completely converted into identical and powerless Geisha by her Hana Jutsu. Just like the old Hokage had, as well as the Mizukage and other women like them. It wouldn't be long before more would try to infiltrate and investigate...

And they would join her Hana as well. Her Flowers of the Night, that endlessly served Yoruhana...