Shizune eventually woke up, groggy and beaten to kingdom come. Groggy, because of the stench of Ino's sandal corrupting her senses. Beaten, because her pride as a ninja is broken down, all thanks for a pair of smelly feet.

But as she began to open her eyes, she could not see a thing. In fact, she couldn't even move her head. Above all else, she smells something that is far worse than Ino's sandals.

Ino's feet.

"MMMMPPPHPPHHHHH!" Shizune began to hyperventilate and tried to move her head recklessly as the feet of Ino over Shizune's entire face.

"So, how did it go? I placed my feet on your face just a few moments ago, and it took a while before you could wake up. So I just went on ahead and made you my footstool. How does it feel?" Ino asked in smiles.

"It stinks so much! Please, let me go!" begged a tortured Shizune.

"Naruto likes my feet so much, and you're the exact opposite. That's why I like you so much the way I like Naruto being my footslave. The difference is, Naruto wants to be my slave. You WILL be my slave, like it or not!" Ino loudly proclaimed.

"No! Please, I'll do anything..." Shizune mumbled from beneath her feet