He sends her home... Naked.

He sniggered as a thought came to him and he sealed up her nightclothes in a scroll as he had her shower to remove the evidence of the night so she wouldn't figure out it wasn't a dream prematurely.

She walked back out and he handed her the scroll. "Alright Tenten, head back home, but don't dress yourself until you get back. Instead, I want you to go back naked, but don't let anyone we know if they're out for a walk in the night see you, but if it's someone we don't know, let them catch a glimpse. When you get back, unseal your clothes from that scroll, dress yourself, then hide the scroll where your waking self won't find it, and don't remember it while awake, or showering. Oh, even better, remember putting the scroll somewhere different than you actually did." He then made sure she would be aware of when and where the standard Anbu patrols were so she wouldn't get arrested for public nudity, something he knew from his years of pranking, and saw no reason Tsunade would change it. Tsunade was as lazy as her job allowed anyway, even if she took the serious matters seriously.

Tenten nodded, murmuring, "Yes Master," and dashed out of the apartment. Naruto stretched and headed off to bed himself.

...

Tenten was confused as hell as she went about her morning, taking a shower, unaware she was already pretty clean. This was the second night in a row she had had a wet dream about Naruto, which by itself wasn't a big issue, he had become pretty darn attractive... No, it was her actions in said dreams... Stuff she would have despised doing, but for some reason, couldn't stop thinking about in a positive light, like it was natural for her to like doing such things.

'He fucked me in the ass, used a Shadow Clone to spit roast me, made me call him Master, made me go home naked and let six total strangers see me, and actually used me as a fucking footstool, I should be mad, but here I am... Hoping it happens again tonight," she was thinking with a blush. 'Or maybe going to him and making the dreams real...'

She had considered whether they were actually dreams or not, but could find no evidence they were actually reality. They were pretty vivid after all. But she had checked under her bed, where she remembered in the the dream putting the scroll that had had her night clothes in it, but there was nothing there. That convinced her that they were just crazy dreams, albeit ones that turned her on.

...if she looked in her pantry behind all the food she kept stocked, she would have freaked out.