Anko Uzumaki

"Heeeeeey, Daddy!" Anko said in a chipper voice, striking a sexy pose to better show off her ass...ets.

"Hey, pumpkin," Naruto smiled. Then he wondered something. "What's your name?"

Anko thought a bit, then shrugged. "I guess that's up to you, Daddy!"

"Okay," Naruto said. To make it easier on himself... "Your name is Anko Uzumaki."

"Okay!" Anko grinned. She knelt down to pick up her clothes off the floor, then... "Gross! Dad, these look like something a thirty year old prostitute would wear!"

"Well, then why did you buy them?" Naruto asked.

"I didn't buy them, you did," Anko responded.

Naruto chuckled. "All right, just hold on."

He made a wish, and soon Anko stood before him in her brand new attire.

She was now wearing a black and white striped t-shirt, which was relatively tight on her. The shirt stopped just below Anko's breasts, clinging tightly to her form. She also had a pair of black, denim shorts on which were obviously frayed around the leg holes, and had many aesthetic holes throughout the design. Finally, she had a black choker collar around her neck, matching black bands around her wrists, and a black belt on. She also wore black boots, and carried a black leather purse.

"Much better, Daddy!" she said.

"Glad you like it, Anko." Naruto said.