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Juvenile Jenga - #25 - Dance of the Derped

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Sakura Vs. Ino - The Diapered and Defeated Rival
The rivalry between the Billboard Brow and the Ino Pig began the instant the two of them decided that they had developed a crush for the same boy. This boy, Sasuke Uchiha, had no interest in either of them and scarcely knew the two of them even existed. Despite this, their character, nay, they’re very being was defined by one upping each other and seeking out the ultimate victory in not only landing a win in love but the win in life.

“So, the big test is today, Billboard Brow. How are your nerves holding up?” Ino asked, sitting across from Sakura in the cafeteria of the Academy. The two of them hadn’t yet been given their headbands but the results of the upcoming year and the tests they would need to take would probably seal the deal as far as which of them was better at overachieving. Sakura had a bit of a leg up in that department but it scarcely seemed to matter when Ino often proved to be a tad more popular because she could properly flaunt her good looks.

Sakura, not one to let a comment from her rival slide, snickered and leered at Ino with a malicious gaze. “My nerves are non-existent Ino. What kind of a dumb question is that? You know that I’m better than you when it comes to testing. Did your brain get so clogged by your cheap aftershave that you forgot that?”

Ino winced upon hearing that. Aftershave? Now that was just uncalled for. “Hmph. You seem pretty confident. Tell you what, let’s make a bit of a deal. If I beat your score in the test today, you’ve gotta admit to being a big baby in front of the class.”

“A big baby? Oh that’s rich coming from someone who can’t speak without sounding like they’re about to cry for their mommy. Or is that screech in your voice just a lost mouse stuck in your windpipe?” Sakura snapped back, feeling as though she were on fire today.

“Hah! You’re really asking for an ass whooping. I’ll be sure to give it to you free of charge today.” Ino slammed her hand on the table and got up to take off for the classroom, done with eating and done with talking to Sakura.

Sakura merely smirked and finished taking a large gulp of her favorite herbal tea. “Aww man. That tea tasted extra special today. It always tastes just a bit better off the back of telling off that pig.”

The exams came next for the two of them. The room was full of students with very mixed reactions to what they were doing etched across their mugs. Choji looked hungry. Kiba looked annoyed. Shikamaru looked bored. Naruto, the gross weirdo, was looking over at Sakura who promptly turned away and tried to steal a glance at Sasuke. She ended up being interrupted due to the fact that Ino’s head was in the way.

Sakura flared up a bit when she looked back and saw Ino making the peace sign at her. She was sitting just below Sasuke which meant she was getting the perfect view of him. That jerk! UGH!

“Good thing your brains aren’t as easy to flaunt as your supposed beauty, Ino. Otherwise, when the academy is over and done with, you’d be tossed right in the dumpster where you belong.” Sakura muttered to herself, angry and ready to ace this test ten times over for the sake of seeing Ino cry like a baby in defeat. She’d show that blonde biddy a baby alright.

“Alright class… you may begin your tests, now!” Iruka shouted to them all.

Sakura smirked and practically jabbed her pencil onto the paper, scribbling down the answers to each and every question with extreme ease. All of them were, of course, 100% correct. She snickered upon dropping her pencil, feeling as though it’d be worth it to look back and flash Ino a confident, smug little grin.

Unfortunately, the instant she went to tilt her head, she flopped forward and slumped in her seat.

Silence.

Then suddenly, she could hear the faint sounds of Iruka’s voice echoing in her brain.

“...ura… kura… Sakura… Hey, SAKURA!” Iruka shouted, shaking Sakura by her shoulders. Sakura’s eyes cracked open and looked forward a bit. She was momentarily confused by the drool caked around her mouth but upon seeing Iruka’s face she yelped in surprise. “OH! Iruka-Sensei! I-I’m sorry. I… must have fallen…? Asleep?”

“You did. Luckily. You finished your test in time.” Iruka said, grabbing her paper. Sakura chuckled and stretched, yawning a bit before finally taking that glance back at Ino. When she went to flash the delighted grin she raised a confused brow upon seeing Ino grinning just as confidently back at her. She even gave her a little wave.

“Enjoyed your nap, you little toddler?” Ino asked.

“... Why yes, as a matter of fact I did.” Sakura smirked. “Dreaming about how next class will be the day I hear you confess to being a baby yourself. It’ll be quite the cathartic… the… the cathartic…?”

Sakura slowed down a bit and suddenly felt a sharp, painful pang go down on her belly. She yelped and her eyes crossed, feeling an incredibly horrible need to use the bathroom suddenly.

“Uhhhhnnn?! I-Iruka-sensei! M-May I please go to the bathroom?!” Sakura asked, sweating all over and sounding panicked. The other students eyed her  as she made weird, shaking movements with a strained voice. It was kind of funny. Naruto looked astonished while Sasuke merely glared at her. Sakura blushed. For the first time, it felt like, she had Sasuke’s attention and it was her feeling like she was on the cusp of having a strange, sudden potty accident.

“Y-Yes. You may go Sakura. Your test is finished anyw-” Iruka began before the embarrassed girl bolted out of her seat and raced down to the bathroom.

“Thank you!” She shouted back, pushing the embarrassment to the back of her mind as well as the fact that she swore she heard Ino belt out one of her hog-like laughing fits as soon as she exited the classroom.

Sakura raced to the bathroom and shuffled into a stall, feeling a tremendous and powerful strain on her bladder as well as her bowels. It was incredibly sudden and weird. She had no explanation for it.

However, even stranger was what she discovered upon entering the stall and getting ready to sit down on the toilet…

“EEK! I-I’ve already… peed…?! O-Oh no-! I-It’s coming! IT’S COMING OUT!” Sakura blushed, looking down at her blue shorts and seeing a wet spot growing on them. With gusto, she yanked them down and plopped onto the toilet. “OOOOOOOOGGUUHHHHHHH~!”

It was a very loud, very embarrassing torrent of matter that she ended up exploding into the toilet that day. When she was done, she slumped there, blushing and eyes rolling, feeling dizzy by how powerful that expulsion was.

It was so strange too. This had been a growing problem for her recently. It hadn’t been happening for too long but every day, after lunch, she’d have upset stomachs and weird issues with her bladder and bowels. Now it had reached a point to where she ended up wetting her shorts. Thankfully, her long red outfit could cover up the pee stain but… dammit.

She really did feel like a baby.

Upon exiting the bathroom, she saw the students being ushered out as well. She wanted to turn to head on home but came across Ino anyway.

“So? Did you get it ALL out, you smelly baby girl?” Ino asked, narrowing her eyes with a huge smirk.

Sakura sweated and chuckled nervously. “H-How do you know what I was doing in there huh? Y-You a pervert-pig too now? Huh?”

It was a pretty weak sounding comeback. Plus, Sakura really didn’t want to confront Ino right now. The fact that she was standing in front of her in itchy, clammy, wet shorts that she couldn’t see just because of her red outfit blocking the crotch area of her shorts felt terrible. She sauntered by Ino, determined to prove that she was the best. It starts with the test results…!

---

“FAILED?!” Sakura shouted aloud the very next day. She immediately alerted the entire class to the state of her test with that move, which she noticed immediately. She covered her mouth, face beat red and drenched in sweat as she felt the chuckles perk up around her.

“Yes. Quite sad I must say. You’re our prodigy too. Maybe you had a bit of an off-time of it so just do better next time.” Iruka said, going through the rest of the students to pass out their tests.

Sakura sat in her seat, eye twitching as she looked down at her paper. It was one thing to have failed but the fact that the test was showing her having gotten ALL the answers wrong? How on Earth?

“Oh. Would you look at this? A perfect score.” Ino smirked, raising the test and showing it to Sakura as she sat across the way. Sakura turned and looked at Ino as though she were witnessing a serial killer sneering at her.

Even worse, Ino showed her perfect score to Sasuke and Sasuke… nodded in approval?

Sakura’s jaw dropped.

“S-Sasuke…?!” Sakura muttered. She felt her stomach ache again.

“Hey look Sakura! We’re test buddies!” Naruto said from way behind her. Sakura slowly turned her head and saw the dumb blonde boy smirking as he held up his test. It had a score of 20%. It was 20% higher than the score Sakura got, making her the worst of the worst for that test’s grades that day!

“NOOOOOOO~!” Sakura screamed, grabbing the side of her head. Her stomach churned and her body fidgeted. The need to go potty was coming back, this time even worse than it did yesterday.

“Hey everybody!” Ino suddenly shouted. “Sakura’s got something she wants to tell everybody!”

Ino?! What was she doing?! Wait… that bet?! She wanted Sakura to admit to being a baby NOW?! In front of EVERYBODY like this?! She couldn’t do that! That would be horrible! Plus, she really needed to use the bathroom again!

“Go on Sakura. Say it. I know you want to.” Ino sneered, whispering the final line. “If you do, you can hurry to the potty. I can tell by the look on your face that you need to go.”

Sakura snapped. She slammed her hands on the table and stood up. “HOW DARE Y-!”

Sakura farted. Loudly. She then blushed as the laughter kicked in.

Sakura then began to fidget and grabbed at her crotch, dancing in place. “I-Iruka s-s-sensei… p-p-potty…?!” Sakura trailed off, too embarrassed to say it properly.

“Uhm.” Iruka began before Ino interrupted.

“Not yet. Say it Sakura! You promised!” Ino kept interrupting. She wasn’t going to let her get permission until the words she wanted to hear came out of her mouth!

“F-FINE! I’M A BAAAAABBBYYYYYYY~!” Sakura screamed, clenching her fists together. She didn’t even wait for Iruka’s answer. Instead, she turned to try and rush down the steps towards the door… but was tripped when Ino stuck out her leg. “AAAH! NOOOOO!”

FLUMP!

Sakura crashed onto the floor, flat on her stomach with her arms and legs spread. Her eyes rolled in their sockets as a small bump appeared on her head. She was too busy delighting in watching birdies fly around her head to notice that the potty was no longer in service for her. A huge puddle was appearing around her waist and the back of her shorts were ballooning out and stinking up the joint.

Sakura groaned and shook her head to clear her senses but upon doing so, heard tremendous laughter all around her!

“Huh? Wha-?! EEEEEEK!” Sakura blushed and scrambled into a sitting position. She had wet and messed herself in front of the whole class! Everyone was pointing and laughing!

“She admits it. Thanks for the demonstration too though. It wasn’t necessary I’m afraid. We all knew that deep down, I’m sure.” Ino laughed, clapping her hands with extreme happiness.

Naruto looked sad and concerned. “D-Don’t worry Sakura. I’ll help you re-potty train if that’s what you need.”

Sasuke grunted and turned away. “Disgusting.” He muttered.

Sakura’s eyes went all swirly and she began swaying back and forth. Ino’s comment, Naruto’s comment, the laughing classroom, the disappointed teacher, and worse of all, Sasuke’s disgust were all too much for her.

Sakura made a goofy face that looked as though her brain derped and she fainted onto the floor…

---

“My plan worked perfectly.” Ino said to herself as she walked home. “It’s just gonna keep getting better for me too.”

She was right. The day after that horrendous display, Sakura only seemed to get worse. She came to class, already blushing from the tremendous amount of ill will she had due to admitting to being a baby and demonstrating it for everyone. Sakura was so embarrassed, she felt that it was bleeding into her home life, which was why she was having potty accidents not only at home but in bed.

She woke up more and more often in wet sheets that she had to personally wash. Despite cutting back on fluids though, each day saw her bolting from the classroom and racing to the bathroom… and each time she was starting to not make it at all. She would always reach the toilet and scream out a loud “NOOOOOO!” right as she wet and messed herself. It was always the worst because the toilet was RIGHT in front of her each time and yet it all went into her pants.

On those days she either had to hide in the bathroom and wait for people to leave before her or race home and take the woods so that nobody saw.

However, even more egregious was that the pattern of failing tests only got worse and worse. She would get zeroes on each test she was given from now on. She had no idea why. She would start off knowing the answers, fall asleep, wake up, and discover the next day that she had gotten them all wrong!

Ino sat back and enjoyed the show, knowing the answers to all the questions tormenting Sakura. First was the potty accidents. She saw Sakura with that herbal tea at lunch and decided to use a few herbs of her own to lace the tea. She had been doing this at lunch for weeks and now months. This caused the frequent and consistent breakdown of her bladder and bowels. Now, Sakura was having accidents in class to the point where Iruka was demanding she at least come in wearing diapers or not be admitted into the room at all! It was perfect!

The tests, of course, were also her doing. Thanks to her mind transfer jutsu, she could just wait for Sakura to answer all the answers correctly on her test, take over her mind, memorize all the answers, and then erase the ones Sakura wrote and make her write all the wrong ones, ensuring she passed and Sakura failed. This worked every single time to the point where the mental strain caught up with her. She couldn’t do proper ninja techniques without whining and shouting she needed to go potty and she couldn’t pass any tests!

Then, that fateful day came…!

“E-EXPULSION?!” Sakura gasped, jaw hanging open as she stood before Iruka, now wearing a poofy diaper underneath her shorts that was being poked at by the other kids as they walked by to leave the room. They loved doing that to tease her and knew that this would probably be the last day they’d get to do so. She was being expelled for being a dumb, drooling, idiotic baby.

“I’m sorry Sakura but this has reached a point of absurdity. There’s no point in teaching you anymore because not only do you do worse than Naruto on every test, but unlike Naruto, who got his headband the other day, you’re still struggling with a simple basic shadow clone technique.” Iruka explained.
“I-I-I-I… abanavabaaah…?” Sakura blurted out some incoherent nonsense, shaking all over and farting into her diaper. Ino watched this, still sitting in her seat as she observed the scene before her.

“Aww. Poor babu~!” Ino teased. Sakura froze and fidgeted, feeling the frustration cause a trickle to go into her diaper. She wanted to yell at Ino and then try to prove Iruka wrong… but the instant she tried to pull off the shadow clone jutsu, she wet her diaper instead.

She was promptly expelled the next day.

---

“AAAAAAUGH! DAMN INO-PIG! SHE’S GONNA PAAAAAY!” Sakura shouted, stomping down the dirt road a month after having been expelled. It took forever for her to work out what happened but she had a solid theory and was now convinced that this was somehow all Ino’s fault. She was on her way to the training grounds to give her a piece of her mind!

When she got there, she spotted Ino standing with her headband on next to two other boys. One she recognized as that idiot Naruto Uzumaki and the other… the other…! OH SNAP!

“SASUKE?!” Sakura shouted, rushing across the field and stopping before them. “Y-You… YOU?!”

“Oh… hey Sakura.” Naruto said, turning towards the pink haired girl with a surprising amount of indifference in his voice. Overtime, witnessing the constant failings on her part and the diaper usage made her significantly less attractive to him.

Sakura noticed the indifference in Naruto’s voice and felt a pang to her chest. She hated Naruto, so why did that bother her?

That didn’t last long as she also saw Sasuke turn to look at her.

“Why are you calling my name, little girl?” Sasuke asked, genuinely confused and raising an eyebrow.

L-Little girl…?

“S-Sasuke, it’s me! Sakura Haruno! W-We were in class together!” Sakura said, pointing to herself and shaking with worry.

Kakashi, their squad leader, looked over at her and stroked his chin with mild confusion. “Friend of yours? I’m sorry young lady but my team and I are about to start our daily exercises.”

“T-TEAM!?” Sakura gasped, looking at Ino. The girl winked and put her arm around Naruto and Sasuke, who both allowed her to do so.

“Yup. This is Team 7. Naruto, Sasuke… and ME!” Ino said that last line with some reverb in her voice that echoed in Sakura’s head.

Sakura’s eye twitched and she felt her diaper start to soak through when her frustrated bladder just let go right then and there. Upon hearing the hissing sound, Sasuke perked up.

“Oh. Now I remember you. You’re that girl who kept making the room smell with her potty troubles.” Sasuke said.

“Yeah… she’s kinda gross actually.” Naruto added. “I kinda don’t want to train with this pee smell in the air. Can you maybe… go that way?” He said, shooing her off to the side.

Sakura flared up, going red in the face with both embarrassment and anger. “NARUTO! HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME THAT WAY!” Sakura snapped, charging at him with her fist raised.

POW!

Ino slugged Sakura in the gut. The pink haired girl’s eyes crossed and she made an “O” shape with her mouth. She grabbed her stomach and gurgled before fumbling and falling to the ground, her diapered rump sticking up and her shorts lowering to show off the now wet Dora the Explorer pamper she had on underneath.

“Whoa! Knocked her out with one punch. You’re awesome Ino.” Naruto said, congratulating his teammate.

Ino giggled. “Oh it’s nothing. This little toddler girl got expelled so she doesn’t know how to fight like us ninja.” She exclaimed. This was true. Ino lacing Sakura’s tea made it impossible for her to concentrate and grow in her studies as she kept wetting and messing herself whenever she tried. The added stress and embarrassment of bedwetting and failing her tests made her stay in one place. Sakura was unconscious on the ground, filling up her diaper while her eyes rolled and she drooled while dreaming of unicorns and fairies…

She was later seen by some kids, snoring while having been tossed into a garbage can in just her diaper.

--

Sakura’s continued downward spiral saw her being more proactive with trying to catch up to Ino but the gap just kept getting wider. One day, her door was knocked on and she opened it up to see the object of her desire for revenge standing before her. Sakura flared up with rage. She stood in a canary yellow shirt and a pair of short shorts that did nothing to hide the obvious bulky diaper she had on underneath. Ino laughed at her when she saw it, of course, which almost made Sakura slam the door in her face. However, Ino got right to the point, noticing her about to make a move.

“Hello Toddler.” Ino said, pressing a hand to the door. “I’ve noticed you’ve been making a big stink around the village with barely any supervision. We can’t have that now can we?”

“What are you gonna do about my lack of supervision then? Huh? You gonna try and be my mommy or something?” Sakura snapped, growling.

“Something like that.” Ino said.

“S-Something like-? G-Get real! As if I’d let you-!” Sakura began before Ino laughed at her.

“Not to worry. I’m busy working at the flower shop and I also have my duties with Team 7 but I’ve got room to make a new hobby. I asked your mom if I could be your babysitter and second mommy and she said YES!.” Ino said, moving to the side to reveal the person standing beside her.

It was Mebuki Haruno, Sakura’s mom, home from her day at work.

The happy girl smiled and waved at Sakura. “Hello there. I’m your new babysitter. I’m hoping we can get along together, Sakura.”

“MOM?!” Sakura looked stunned. “Y-You… you want me to get taken care of by HER? No offense Ino but I’m not so much of a submissive loser as to let you-EEP!” Sakura was interrupted when Mebuki tugged down her shorts to show off her Disney Princess themed diapers! “HUH?! M-MOM! MOMMY?!”

Mebuki giggled and yanked Sakura up by her armpits and then cradled her in her arms, bridal style. “There, there. Ino told me you’d be a bit resistant to this but it’s fine. She’s gonna help me. We’ll both play the part of your mommy, together. The more the merrier.”

“W-Wait! NO! Y-You can’t-!” Sakura wiggled about before a pacifier was put into her mouth to shut her up. She flailed about as Mebuki entered the house, a giggling Ino following and watching as the girl was laid down onto the ground and had her butt raised.

As suspected, Sakura had wet her diaper. It was just something to expect upon literally seeing her. Nine times out of ten, her diaper was used. She needed someone to take better care of her on that front. Luckily, Mebuki came prepared with a large baby bag.

“MMMPH!” Sakura suckled on the pacifier, tearing up as Mebuki unfolded her diaper and began using wet wipes to clean her down. She then raised her butt up while Ino recorded the diaper change with her phone. Mebuki then began powdering her butt down and lowered her onto a nice pink teddy bear themed diapee. With Sakura freshly changed, Mebuki lifted Sakura up and held her against her shoulder and diapered butt.

The humiliation was making Sakura dizzy. She could only suck on the paci as Ino laughed behind her before she was taken up the stairs with her excited new mommy in tow.

This was the first in many a day like this. As time went on, Ino got more and more items ushered into Sakura’s home to the point where it was transformed into a nursery within a week.

“C-Come on! St-Stop this!” Sakura said with an estranged voice one morning. She sat on her knees in her newly acquired crib with her teddy by her side and a sagging, soaked diaper. “L-Listen, j-just let me go train for a bit. I-I can do better and become a ninja! I-I’m really smart! I am!”

Mebuki laughed and responded by putting a bottle into Sakura’s mouth. Sakura got angry at that but felt her body relax as she suckled down the morning formula. It tasted awful but… she couldn’t help but drink it down…

Her days consisted of being upset and angry while Ino ignored her tantrums and bottle fed her, changed her diapers, and if she got too out of line, used a paddle to swat her butt. She would do this in public without fear as everyone had recognized Sakura as that one girl who started off looking kind of promising but then just regressed to being a baby.

“STOP LOOKING! EEEEEK! OWWIEEEE!” Sakura would cry during one of her spankings over Ino’s lap after having purchased some more diapers at the corner store off to the side. It was just a normal day in the village.

---

Three years eventually passed. Naruto had left the village and returned with Jiraiya. Sasuke had become a missing nin due to his pursuit of power. As for Ino, she was a prodigy who became the assistant to the great Tsunade.

Despite how powerful and respected Ino had become due to taking full advantage of being the student of one of the legendary sannin, who would come to challenge her when she was walking down the street, out in the open public space, other than the village baby, Sakura Haruno.

“INO!” Sakura shouted, grunting in anger as she cut in front of her, wearing an extremely short baby blue dress that did nothing to cover the white diaper with Peppa Pig designs all over it. All the kids would point, laugh, and even poke at her diapered rump when passing by. It was an irresistible thing to do since the village baby always made such an embarrassing spectacle of herself and it looked like she was about to do so again.

“Here to challenge me again Sakura?” Ino asked with a sigh. “Sure, fine, but when I knock you out, I’m not changing you for a full 2 hours after you lose control of your bodily functions as punishment.” Ino said.

“SHUT UP! I’ve found time to train by myself in the past three years! I won’t lose!” Sakura snapped and rushed at Ino. Ino’s response was swifter than swift. She shot behind Sakura and stuck a finger into her diaper. “Oh. You’re actually dry.”

Sakura blushed and fidgeted, embarrassed and already feeling her body want to shut down because of it. “Y-YOU!”

Ino smirked and traced her finger around the rim of Sakura’s diaper before using that single finger to hoist upward at the back end.

“HOOOOOOOGFUH!” Sakura lurched up, feeling a sharp pain shoot up her butt. “WEDGIEEEEEEE~!” She screamed.

Yes indeed. Ino had just given Sakura a diaper wedgie with a single finger.

“I love it whenever you shout wedgie when getting a wedgie. Such a village baby thing to do.” Ino said before snickering. “Yo-yo time!” She cheered and began flinging Sakura back and forth, using her stretchy diaper as a yo-yo! Sakura flailed as Ino’s super strength was making her dart about like a flopping puppet. She screamed and cried as tears and snot flowed everywhere. Ino yo-yo’d Sakura against a few wooden posts, walls, and even against a couple of windows.

When Sakura’s goofy, cross-eyed face slammed into the window only to be yo-yo’d back and slammed into it again, it delighted all the children inside the shops who happily took out their phones for a nice personal gift to themselves.

“What fun. Let’s do this again sometime.” Ino said, stopping and letting the unconscious Sakura dangle from her finger. Sakura drooled with her eyes now anime swirls and a cuckoo clock chime going off in her head as stars rotated around her skull.

No matter what she did, she couldn’t beat Ino. After being expelled because of Ino’s constant pranks, she wasn’t able to close the gap at all. Now Ino had access to Tsunade’s super strength while Sakura couldn’t even win in a fight against little girls at the academy. Ino’s plan had worked out far better than either of them could have suspected.

---

Time went on and eventually, they all became adults. Well, in Sakura’s case it was more an alleged adulthood.

Ino ended up marrying the rehabilitated Sasuke Uchiha and had a daughter with him. She was black haired girl that they decided to name Sarada. The bride and groom celebrated while Sakura, her once thought rival, ended up being the diapered flower girl for the occasion. Sakura’s rage and embarrassment at having to do so of course ended with her wetting herself out of frustration and needing a diaper change by the volunteering Hinata right before everyone. This took place right before Ino and Sasuke kissed, sealing the deal right as Sakura saw the object of her affection get ripped from her forever.

To be fair, it was just a stupid crush. She was never in actual love with Sasuke but she had fooled herself into believing she was so seeing Ino marry him caused her to spiral deeper into a babyish regression. She was barely able to speak proper sentences now and her bladder and bowel control was long since gone by this point.

Hell, she was even breastfed by one of her two mommies on many occasions. No one thought it was weird or strange. That’s just how it was with Sakura Haruno, the village baby.

Ino, by this point, was seen as a veteran of the 4th Great Ninja war and one of the greatest medical ninja of all time. This being contrasted with Sakura, an infant in her 30s who lives with her mommy and gets babysat by Ino, made for the ultimate victory as far as their rivalry was concerned. Little Boruto and Himawari were often left in charge of Sakura too. Whenever Sakura got rowdy and complained, Himawari would merely poke her in the stomach and she’d pass out. This had the unfortunate side-effect of making Sakura void her bowels but the two children enjoyed teaching themselves how to change her diapers.

Now, we cut to the present where Ino is in the middle of training her daughter Sarada to take up the tradition of keeping the village baby taken care of.

“Okay. Got it!” Sarada said, happily taping the diaper onto Sakura as she was laid back on the changing table. “Did I do good mom?”

Ino patted her daughter’s head and smiled. “You did great. Now remember, this responsibility is going to fall on you from here on in alright. This is a toddler who never grew up. You were born older than her so it’s your duty to take good care of her whenever you babysit. If she back talks you, knock her out. Okay?”

Sarada nodded. “Okay.” She then turned to look down at Sakura. “We’re gonna have so much fun together.”

Sakura looked up at Sarada, feeling like in an alternate timeline, this probably could have been her daughter and Sasuke her husband. However, as she looked past Sarada and saw the smirking Ino leering down at her, she realized that wasn’t possible.

Only in a fantasy world would Sakura have managed to outsmart Ino and prevented being made into a diaper dependant loser.

The Billboard Brow had lost to the Ino-Pig. It felt like a tremendously powerful bout with irony when Sarada one day just wrote the words “Baby” on her forehead with a permanent marker.

Her billboard brow didn’t falsely advertise at the very least.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Commission #74
For dks12

It's the ultimate back and forth between Sakura Haruno and Ino Yamanaka. Only, one of them gets an early lead in life and manages to coast on that far longer than one would expect. How does this all shake out? Who wins out in the end? Read on and find out.

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