Looking deeper into this situation.

The sounds of her friends’ anxiety-laden cheers were directed to the back of Ino’s current awareness. Not that she didn’t care about them, of course, but… well frankly the book that sat on the desk was just far more important in the grand scheme of… everything going on right now, really.

Her initial natural reaction was to be pissed off at Naruto, but honestly, she couldn’t blame him too much, since just looking over these pages, she was feeling somewhat tempted to write some of her own choice words down, herself. This was a way to get back at Naruto for going overboard with his naive use of this extraordinary power, and... She could also fix a few other annoyances in her life…!

She was never too fond of Sakura treating her like a lackey at times instead of as a friend. Friends back each other up because they’re friends. The relationship isn’t a “Sakura’s first in command, Ino’s second,” kind of deal, or at least that shouldn’t be the case; but a lot of the time Sakura acts like she’s the leader of her own little group instead of just being a friend in a trio of friends.

A few words could change that~ She could be the “leader” that Sakura assumed to be. And instead, she’d be asking what they’re going to do next instead of saying, “Hey! Let’s go here!” without asking if the group wants to go to said place first.

Ino shook her head.

No no no, she’s being unnecessarily spiteful. Sakura’s one of her best friends, if the pinkette wasn’t, they simply wouldn’t be hanging out…

Though… if she is going to get **** on Naruto, she may as well write down a few extra words to just make life better, right? She could use a bigger apartment. Some steady income through the mail, a buzzer to make Sakura desperately suck the nearest suitable object like it’s a dildo for those times she gets extra annoying. The usual wholesome stuff~

But first, Naruto…

Ino smirked as the immature portion of her mind she usually kept restricted came to light. She licked her lips as she wrote down something that should really surprise the little perv when he regained consciousness. Or, should she say, she~

“Naruto is a hot girl.”

The moment she placed down the period, Ino raised her borrowed fingers as Naruto’s body instantly filled with a series of tingles. A brief sensation that could only be described as a series of stimulating shivers danced across her from head to toe. A noticeable weight grew atop her chest while her waist slimmed inwards and hips broadened; the integrity of her figure altered into a much more noticeably attractive female form to an envious hourglass. Or; to be more specific, Naruto’s figure. She was just borrowing it. Her breasts stopped growing in size and bounced pleasantly against her chest to admittedly jealously large and perky F-cup size (Lucky bast- bitch, she admitted internally), and she released a light moan, though, from Naruto’s mouth, it came out as significantly feminine and cute.

“Mmmnn~” Ino hummed. She licked her lips and glanced back down to the book.

So tempting.. So, so… incredibly tempt-

Suddenly her- or female Naruto’s, orange panties appeared on her face with a snapping noise, her eyes bulging wide from the suddenness, and that reliving bout of freedom she felt from not having to wear her underwear over her head vanished completely. Ugh, Really? If she had realized turning Naruto into a girl would cause her to be wearing panties again she wouldn’t have done it. No one even enjoyed doing it, the panties didn’t smell pleasant since they were always worn after working out, and-

Ino had to stop herself from facepalming in Naruto’s borrowed body when she realized how stupid her recent thought had just been.

Why was she complaining when she could just change, well… anything. Hell, even though from every angle she considers it, the thought of women wearing their panties over their faces just felt like a commonly accepted annoyance, she knows that Naruto made that change. Everything in here felt right, except the change she had just made like Sakura’s bunny ears, the cheerleader outfits and Naruto’s new smoking hot fem figure, but the fact that it is even written here means Naruto changed things at some point.

Ino decided to search for the poof of this, and after flipping through the pages, Ino found the specific words she spied before that she had previously believed were just Naruto writing apparent facts.

“Women must wear their panties and exercise enough every morning to generate a lot of sweat. Then when their crotches are nice and musky, they will wear them on their faces for the rest of the day.”

That’s the alteration that annoyed the piss out of her. Or one of them at least. The jerk had written a ton of things he thought were funny or hot, but just turned out to be uncomfortably bothersome for the actual babes he was perving on.

But this one had to go, for certain!

She erased the sentences, and the orange panties around Naruto’s face vanished, returning with a snap on Naruto’s shapely booty. For good this time. Jeeze, with the change to reality undone, she can actually see it for what it was…

The hell is wrong with him? How did he think that making women wear their fucking panties as if they were a mask would’ve been a good idea!? It wasn’t even funny or hot; it’s just gross.

Everything else he wrote down had to go. Ino’s idea of writing down her own changes was brushed aside by the need to fix everything perverted Naurto had changed. If anyone were to alter reality to fit their whims, it should be her. At least she’d be more reasonable with it; the knowledge that even now she is still living under Naruto’s rules irked her.

It was hard actually deciphering what was actually not normal, but then again, some obvious vanity ones were easy to focus on. Crossing out the Naruto sleep sync (That one just seems super egotistical that the world should revolve around him), the Morning BJ (Yeah, like anyone would actually want to do that one, especially since it wasn’t really possible now), the lavish apartment (Why does he/she get the prime real-estate?), the working out in front of it (It’s much more convenient to do it at home.), the parade (seriously? That’s a waste of valuable tax ryu right there).

She began to remove the spiteful ones, like a lot of them focused on Sakura, like the dog door, collar, walking on all fours, being called a bitch, and the bitchhouse, she managed to remove all that, leaving just the bunny ears and cheerleader needing to be dealt with.

However, just as she was looking over that Shizune being in a maid outfit was on there, the distinct feeling of a composed hand pressed fingertips against the back of her- or, Naruto’s skull. Ino blinked from surprise as she suddenly recalled where she was. And specifically, who was still free to move around willingly.

Shizune stood directly behind her; the calm and quiet girl’s presence took Ino by complete surprise.

[Co-Wrote with DogDog]