you're supposed to wear that apron without underwear!"

"You're supposed to wear that apron without underwear," Jiraiya explained as though it were obvious.

"What? But I'll be n-naked underneath!"

"That's why it's called a naked apron. Now, if you're too shy to take off your bra and panties yourself, I'll do it." He reached forward eagerly, but Hinata backed away.

"No! No, I can do it." She retreated to the changing stall, careful to keep her exposed backside out of view, but she had **** but to expose it even further.

She unhooked her bra and set it aside and pushed her panties off her hips and down her legs. Now her butt was completely bare, and almost as bad, without her bra her hardened nipples stuck out through the apron. Her appearance was … it was unacceptable. Lewd. Vulgar. Regardless of the Hokage's orders, Hinata could not go through with this. She would just put her clothes back on and get out of here before things got even worse.

But just as she started to fumble with the knot of the apron, Jiraiya stuck his head through the privacy curtain, disregarding said privacy entirely. "Are you done? Good. Get out here and show me."

"I-I can't! Please, Jiraiya, I–"

"Oh, for the love of … you always say you can't, and then you do it anyway." He grabbed her by the top of the apron, nearly exposing her breasts, and yanked her out of the stall. He spun her around like he did before and gave her a light slap on her naked bottom. "See? That wasn't so bad! And now we're done."

Done? "So I can get dressed now?" Finally?

He laughed. "Babe, you are dressed. I already paid for it, so let's get out of here!" He ignored her protests and, with on hand on her bare booty, he steered her out of the store. But as they were leaving through the front door …