Diane moves her arms

"Emma...Kate...please," Diane says, looking at each of them when she says their name. "I'm already naked thanks to this new dress code violation and that's bad enough. Please don't make me do this."

"Fine, have it your way," Emma says with a shrug of her shoulders, and then she reaches out for Diane's arm.

"Okay! Okay! Stop! I'll do it myself," the naked goth says after she twists out of the way of Emma's reach.

Feeling a wave of humiliation sweep over her that was even worse than when she had to strip, Diane moves her one arm away from her breasts, exposing them to the hungry eyes of Emma and Kate. She drops her hand between her legs so that they're both covering her pussy and allowing her to retain the single shred of modesty that she has remaining.

"Wow, those are nice!" Kate exclaims as she stares at Diane's breasts.

"I thought for sure you padded your bra or used a serious push-up, but I'll admit when I'm wrong. That's clearly all you," Emma says.

"I told you! I know a nice pair of tits when I see them," Kate says, "and now that I've seen them uncovered they're even nicer than I thought. Just look at them! Perfectly shaped and unusually perky given how big they are. What are you a D-cup?"

"Y-yes," Diane answers, her voice cracking.

Having to strip was humiliating and Diane absolutely hated it, and being talked about and objectified like this is completely different. It's absolutely degrading and intellectually she hates it. She wishes this nightmare would end and that the world would open up and swallow her whole, but she's also having an involuntarily reaction she never would have expected: she's extremely aroused. It started as soon as she saw the look in Kate's eyes. The way they were focused only on her as if her breasts were the most important thing in the world. Then the tone in Kate's voice as she talked about how nice she thinks they are. Now, as she feels a warmth spread and increase in intensity throughout her loins, her only hope is that this will end before she does something that is going to humiliate her beyond belief.

"Give them a shake, make them bounce," Emma orders, doing a shimmy with her chest and shoulders to show Diane what she expects her to do.