“Mind Transfer Jutsu!” Ino exclaimed, forming the appropriate hand motion.
Sakura froze on the spot, while Ino fell to the ground.
“My body should be fine to leave here for a couple hours.” Sakura said. But it wasn’t Sakura...
‘Crap! That damn Ino-pig has taken control of my body!’ Sakura thought.
“But just for safe measure...” Sakura picked up Ino’s body and moved it further down the alleyway, out of sight from any passerby. “There we go!” She exclaimed joyously. “Let’s get started then” her evil grin returned, now on Sakura’s face.
‘Ino please! Don’t do this.’ Sakura thought
“It’s too late for that, forehead! Now then, since it’s such a hot day, we won’t be needing these...”
She reached down grabbed the waistband of her black spandex shorts.
‘No! Stop it! You can’t have Naruto see me like this!’ Sakura cried. But Ino showed no signs of stopping.
The shorts dropped to Sakura’s ankles. She then proceeded to kick them away, next to Ino’s unconscious body. Now the only things giving Sakura any sort of coverage on her lower half, was her white panties, and her pink apron skirt which only covered the front and back, not the sides. Anyone could get a good view of Sakura’s slender, long legs all the way up to her underwear.
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