"Alright, Billboard-brow, what's this experiment you have in mind? And why'd I have to jump through hoops to get here?" Ino Yamanaka demanded.
She'd just reached a small room where Sakura Haruno was waiting, the pink-haired kunochi there in her usual red shirt, pink skirt, and black shorts.
She was a little cranky, what with having been summoned urgently by the Hokage, only to be redirected to speak to Sakura Haruno... Who was actually deep inside a secure location under the hospital, meaning Ino had undergone dozens of security checks to reach the place. And being cranky, she was also a little snippy. Still, Sakura merely smirked at her blonde friend.
"Well, Ino-pig, since you're asking nicely... it's actually something we discovered through some spies. It could make your mind-body switch jutsu be an instant trap."
Ino scoffed at the Pinkette's words.
"What, some dumb seal to lock us in place? We'd still have their body!"
"Not quite. Now, it's reversible, and may not be in actual use yet, but Tsunade-sama feels that as one of the most skilled Yamanaka, you're the perfect candidate to help me test it out and figure out counters before it catches anyone by surprise. It's a B-rank, by the way."
"Okay, what is it then?" Ino said, a little less snappily.
"...How about you jump straight in, try using the jutsu on me?" Sakura grinned.
Ino took the challenge... or rather, the bait. Making her handsigns, the moment her conciousness should have left her body and taken over Sakura's, she realised something was wrong. She wasn't going to Sakura's head... but somewhere else. And it seemed to be dragging her body with her!
She felt her mind, still partially linked to her body, streaming down and towards Sakura's legs... no, not her legs, her skirt? She felt her body and mind shifting, reforming, going from a blonde woman into what felt like cloth. Warm cloth, in a dark place... No, not all dark, there seemed to be light below and a sort of pinkish-light all around, but dull.
'What the hell's happened to me?!' Ino wondered in her mind, unable to see...
Except,that wasn't true. Somehow, she kind of could. There seemed to be pinkish light, and she could, if she focused, shift her vision slowly to see... a pair of legs and the ground? Legs that seemed to be partially covered in something black, to a little above the knee, except bandages on the right...
'Oh no. No way, that's impossible!'
Observing, Sakura was startled to see Ino shoot towards her, forming into a noodle-like stream of chakra, before her whole form seemed to just vanish away.
"Okay, didn't expect that," She said in mild alarm, before consulting the notes she'd made.
Ino realised she could hear, albeit a little muffled, and feel, judging by how warm and oddly ...filled, she felt, as well as see somewhat. But if her suspicions were correct, she was hopeful she couldn't smell or taste.
And then the light in her vision grew a bit brighter, and she was pulled and tugged. Her vision saw the ground get a little closer, before feeling empty and cooling, while she was manipulated and shifted... and to her shock, saw Sakura's face staring right at her. A little blurry, but still very much visible.
"...These look normal. What's the release method?"
Ino felt herself being placed back on the ground, and saw Sakura stand back. The pinkette made handsigns, and Ino felt an odd burst of chakra within, and the strange sensation of... expanding, the reverse of what she'd done before. With a gasp, she found herself lying, back in her own body, but a lot closer to Sakura. And at her feet... a pair of white panties?
"...What just happened?!"
"Well, we proved it's real. I should maybe have told you in advance, but... basically, it's a sealed object that can trap your mind, and apparently body, into that object."
Ino looked down, and was rather angry as the dots connected.
"YOU MEAN YOU TRICKED ME INTO TURNING INTO A PAIR OF PANTIES?!"
"Well, no, you agreed... but I guess I did, sorry. Hey, I wore them over my shorts, it's not like you were my actual undies!" Sakura said, but grinned a bit.
"...Yeah, and now they're not on, you're vulnerable!" Ino smirked back.
"Yeah, I am, BUT, we've got work to do. So maybe don't?"
"Alright, fine, but why panties?"
"...They're what we recovered. The enemy-nin making these things is a woman, and, well, apparently good at seals. But these need the chakra of the intended target close. To be honest I was half-expecting my shorts and actual underwear to be too big a barrier."
"Great. So there's perv-nins hoping to trap my family as their underwear!" Ino groaned in disgust.
"Well, not for long. We can figure out a countermeasure. We have our own Fuinjutsu people looking at it, but as you saw, there's a release. What exactly was it all like for you?"
"Weird, creepy and weird! I could see, I could feel, I could hear... not taste or smell though, as far as I know!"
Ino paled in horror.
"But if I was over your shorts..."
"These ones apparently don't go that far, but our spies report they were working on that. Guess it's an interrogation and torture technique too..."
Ino shuddered.
"Let's figure out countermeasures ASAP!"
"Alright. First,though I think we need to figure out a way for you to communicate, as well as break out on your own....2
Working together, they met success. After a few days, Ino figured out a way to release herself... though it did mean she wound up sprawled on top of Sakura, since Sakura had been holding the sealed undies rather than wearing them. Sakura also figured out a way to communicate, Ino able to focus her mind to speak to Sakura. It was faint, but Sakura could hear her.
And at the same time, Konoha also managed to capture the ninja that were developing the technique, quickly letting other Yamanakas have considerable fun in interrogating the people who had planned a rather unpleasant fate for them. But Ino and Sakura kept up research, just in case some of the sealed items were out there.
However, it was a few months later, Ino was displeased to find out Konoha had found a secondary use for the techniques...
Tsunade held up a red one-piece swimsuit.
"...What the hell is that?"
"Pardon?" Tsunade raised an eyebrow.
"What the hell is that, Hokage-sama?" Ino corrected.
"It's a swimsuit, Ino."
Ino had been told she and Sakura were to take an infiltration mission, but unusually, was to speak to the Hokage.
"Why?"
"To be direct, you're going to become it."
Ino blinked.
"...Oh crap, it's got those seals on it, doesn't it?"
She realised something else.
"Oh double crap... Sakura's going to wear me, isn't she?!"
"I'm not happy about it either!" The pinkette huffed.
"Argue and tease each other as much as you like outside my office, but for now, listen! We need to get information from a target, and our opportunity is in two weeks, at a beachside resort. The target's mansion is sealed off most of the time, but he hosts a swimsuit party and contest on his private beach once a month. We can only get one entrant as he restricts tickets, but we need at least two on this mission - one to actually be in the contest, another to try and infiltrate the main mansion once they get past security."
Ino groaned.
"...Couldn't I at least be paired with Hinata? I mean, if I'm gonna be a swimsuit put me on someone beach-body ready!"
"We can get Naruto and his dumb henge if you prefer!" Sakura sniped back.
"What did I say about arguing, you two?! And Hinata isn't cleared into these seals. We're trying to keep it as secret as possible, not only to prevent them being used against us, but because frankly no one will expect this kind of thing to happen. Yes, Hinata wouldn't blab... but every person knowing is a person who can be interrogated. Plenty of other mind-reading techniques and tortures exist."
"So we're just cool with someone who tortures Hinata learning stuff she knows. Hope they like fantasies about blond idiots..." Ino sighed.
"I don't think she's into you, Ino-pig, even if you want her inside you," Sakura stage-whispered.
"Sakura!" Tsunade barked at her apprentice.
"Sorry, Tsunade-sama, but... I couldn't resist, she set herself up for it!"
The Hokage groaned, pouring herself some sake.
"...Well, you two know the mission, we're getting more details. But I need to be a hundred percent sure this can work. To that end, I want Ino to practice as your swimsuit for a while before the mission. Make sure you unseal right, make sure you're undetectable, make sure you're as far as anyone can see, just a regular swimsuit. We also added more seals, to ensure you two can communicate mentally easier, as well as improve your hearing and vision."
Both Kunochi were displeased to know they had to practice, but knowing they were on thin ice, did not protest immediately.
"Ino, smell and taste isn't part of the seal. As for vision, well, we've determined eyeline is, well, at about chest level. So your eyes are going to be there, for lack of a better term."
"I have a 'my eyes are up here' joke but I'm not sure it counts now," Ino managed to say.
"Good, humour instead of bitching at each other. Props for not making some attack on Sakura's boob size by the way."
"I don't like small targets."
"There it is," Sakura sighed.
"Any other questions before I send you away and drink this entire bottle to overcome having to deal with you two?"
"...Why not a bikini? In all honesty, Sakura looks way better in those," Ino said.
"We need room for the seals, we've added more to ensure you can hear and communicate better, after all."
In a swimming pool in the south of Konoha, Sakura Haruno pulled herself from the water. A few of her fellow ninja were also present, having been tasked with trying to sense if there was anything unusual as she swam. Some suspected that she was just trying to show off the new swimsuit she'd been wearing, but then again, the Hokage had approved it... and the male ones honestly didn't mind. Besides, even if Sakura wasn't the only swimsuit they could look at, it was a swimming pool!
'Soo... how are you feeling, Ino-suit?' Sakura taunted, using the mental link.
'Wet and irate,' Came the reply.
'Aw, but so many guys are checking you out! What's the matter, too much eye contact?'
'Not enough, no one wants to stare at your tiny boobs!'
'Really now? Come on, be honest, you're sick of guy's eyes aren't you?'
Ino groaned, because she actually was. Mainly civilians but as noted, some of the male ninja hired for their odd mission had indeed been enjoying the view. She half wanted to tell her only Konohamaru was staring, and also warn her that a Hyuga guy apparently was trying to stare right through her, but Ino also didn't want Sakura's ego inflated.
Hm, inflated...
'Well I'm glad my eyes aren't on your huge butt, or I'd be seeing lots of stares!'
'You'd see the seat of a lounger in that case, I'd sunbathe all day... Now, we're still practising. Look out across the area, while I look like I'm sunbathing,' Sakura replied, as she leaned back on a lounger, her own eyes closed.
Ino looked. Her vision wasn't as good as actual eyes, but she could make out things far better than when she'd been the panties before.
She saw Naruto being the goofball/big kid he was playing around with a beachball, passing it around with some kids. There was Tenten looking totally bored, Sai looking puzzled at the entire endeavour of this place, Shikamaru likely calling everything troublesome, Konohamaru staring right at her (or rather, Sakura) again like the little perv he was, the Hyuga guy realising with horror that Hinata was behind him and knew what he was up to, and just the general scene of a swimming pool in mid-summer.
''Something's happening out there, Ino, I just heard a guy give a very girly shriek..." Sakura muttered aloud.
'Ah, just Hinata handling some clan stuff,' She reported.
'...She realised that Hyuga guy's been staring through everyone's swimsuits?' Sakura said mentally.
'Oh, you know about him? Maybe you should ask if he sensed anything...'
'Maybe when he wakes up... And when I do...'
'Wait, what? You're falling asleep?! Hey, Sakura, no! Wake up! I don't wanna sit here all day as your swimsuit!' Ino screamed.
But Sakura, with a smirk on her face, pretended to sleep....