Sasuke's Shocking Transformation

Kakashi opened one eye slightly, his expression a mix of bewilderment and disbelief.

As an avid reader of Make-Out Paradise, Kakashi was no stranger to the outfits Naruto had just produced. He had seen many heroines don similar attire in those novels... but the real issue at hand was...

"Naruto, are you seriously asking Sasuke to wear a JK skirt right now?!"

Kakashi cast a sidelong glance at Sasuke, involuntarily picturing him in a short skirt. The thought alone made him shudder.

No way! My eyes can't handle this!

He abruptly cut off the image in his mind, a chill running down his spine as he struggled to shake off the mental picture. The way he looked at Naruto became increasingly wary.

Sasuke stared at the piece of fabric in Naruto's hand, his expression shifting between shock and horror. His face went pale, then flushed with indignation. Even though Sasuke wasn't as well-versed in this sort of thing as Kakashi, he could tell this garment was... inappropriate, to say the least.

Isn't this skirt meant for girls?

After a moment of tense silence, Sasuke finally spoke up, his voice laced with anger. "Naruto, this isn't funny."

The thought of kicking Naruto in the face crossed Sasuke's mind as he eyed the offending piece of clothing.

But Naruto was undeterred. "No, Sasuke, believe me!" he insisted, his expression suddenly earnest, even sincere. "Put this on, and you'll unlock new powers!"

Naruto's seriousness gave Sasuke pause. Then Naruto added, "Remember what you told me? That you're willing to do anything to become stronger?"

Sasuke's mind raced back to their countless shared experiences. Memories of their journey, their training, their battles... he did trust Naruto, but this seemed ridiculous.

Kakashi, observing from the sidelines, noticed Naruto's shoulders trembling slightly. This kid... he's barely holding back his laughter!

Sasuke glanced at the skirt and stockings, thoroughly confused. He knew Naruto well enough to recognize a prank when he saw one, but the nagging possibility that Naruto was serious gnawed at him. What if...

Sasuke clenched his fists, internally battling his pride and desperation for power. Finally, he gritted his teeth and made a decision.

"It's all for the sake of getting stronger!" Sasuke declared, swallowing his pride. "Naruto... I'll trust you this time. But..." His eyes narrowed as he pointed at the items on the table, his voice deadly serious. "You both have to wear them too."

Naruto blinked, taken aback by Sasuke's condition. Then, with a wide grin, he patted Sasuke on the shoulder. "Don't worry! Kakashi-sensei and I will wear them too. We're in this together."

Kakashi's alarm bells started ringing. "Wait, Naruto, is this really—"

But Naruto cut him off with a determined look. "Kakashi-sensei, don't underestimate the bond between us!"

With no other choice, and sensing that Naruto wouldn't take no for an answer, Kakashi reluctantly agreed. The conspiratorial look they exchanged was enough to signal that they were both in on the joke.

To reassure Sasuke, Naruto produced two more sets of clothes and handed one to Kakashi, taking the third for himself. Sasuke, finally convinced, felt a wave of relief wash over him.

They're really going to do this too? Sasuke thought. Maybe this isn't a joke after all...

The three of them, blushing furiously, took their respective outfits and retreated to separate rooms to change.

Inside his room, Sasuke stared down at the short skirt and knee-high stockings he was now wearing, his expression a mix of horror and disbelief. What am I doing?!

He stood there for several minutes, unable to move, his mind spinning. Finally, to keep himself from breaking down, Sasuke decided to avoid looking at his outfit and focus solely on the mission: getting stronger.

From his room, Sasuke called out, "Are you two done yet?"

"Yeah, we're ready," Naruto's voice came back, followed by Kakashi's noncommittal grunt.

Sasuke took a deep breath, his nerves slightly soothed by the knowledge that his teammates were experiencing the same humiliation. "Alright, let's come out together," he instructed.

The three doors creaked open simultaneously.

Sasuke walked into the living room, his hands instinctively tugging down the hem of his skirt. But what he saw made his blood run cold.

Naruto and Kakashi were standing there, completely unchanged from before—no skirts, no stockings, just their regular outfits.

The room went silent.

Naruto and Kakashi exchanged a glance, their shoulders shaking with barely contained laughter. They couldn't hold it in any longer, and quiet snickers turned into uncontrollable chuckles.

Sasuke's brain shut down. He stared blankly at the two of them, his mind reeling. They... they didn't change?!

The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. His face turned crimson as fury surged through him.

"You two!!!" Sasuke's eyes sparked with rage, and he grabbed the closest weapon—his Xuanzhong Ruler. A crackle of lightning erupted from the blade as he raised it, aiming for the laughing duo. "I'll make you both regret this!!!"

Naruto's eyes widened as Sasuke's chakra flared. "Wait! Sasuke, calm down! Didn't you notice? You've awakened the Lightning Style chakra!"

Kakashi chimed in, attempting to placate the furious Uchiha. "He's right! Look at yourself—you've gotten stronger!"

Sasuke hesitated, lowering his weapon slightly. He could feel it now—the surge of power coursing through him, the crackling of electricity on his skin. His usual control over lightning chakra was smoother, more refined.

The realization struck him. It's true... I'm stronger...

Naruto, seizing the moment, started praising Sasuke. "See, Sasuke? You're the strongest Uchiha ever! You've mastered Lightning Style so easily!"

Kakashi nodded in agreement. "Indeed. You've surpassed all expectations, Sasuke."

Sasuke's anger began to subside, replaced by a sense of pride. Naruto and Kakashi are acknowledging my strength...

He straightened up, his earlier embarrassment melting away as he basked in their praise. "Of course! The Uchiha clan is the strongest!"

Naruto, sensing an opportunity, gave a sly grin. "Sasuke, if just wearing a skirt made you this strong... what if you wore the full set?"

Sasuke blinked, momentarily thrown. He glanced at Naruto, who was now sporting a sailor outfit with pink girl's underwear underneath.

Naruto winked. "You might even unlock the Three Tomoe Sharingan."

Sasuke paused, the idea swirling in his mind. Could it be true? If this worked for Lightning Style...

Outside, Sakura stood at the door, listening to the muffled conversation. What's going on in there? she wondered. She heard Sasuke shouting about the Uchiha clan's strength and Naruto mentioning something about success.

Did Sasuke really get stronger?

Curiosity got the better of her. Sakura gently turned the doorknob and peeked inside, her eyes widening as she took in the scene before her.

There stood Sasuke, in a short skirt and stockings, glowing with electric power. Naruto was dressed in a sailor suit, and Kakashi was leaning against the wall, trying—and failing—to stifle his laughter.

Sakura blinked, unable to process what she was seeing. This was definitely not what she expected.

"Sasuke... Naruto... sensei... what... what are you doing?!"

Sasuke, realizing he had been caught, turned to face her, his face a mixture of shock and embarrassment. But before he could react, Naruto burst into laughter, the absurdity of the situation finally overwhelming him.

And as Kakashi and Naruto's laughter echoed through the room, Sasuke could only stand there, caught between pride and the ridiculousness of it all.