Getting registered

"Um, okay" you say.

I dont know if its standard, but if it means I can get these panties, so be it..

The clerk places the crystal on the counter, and motions for you to stand in front of it.

You move into position.

The clerk fiddles with the crystal.

"Great, now lift up your top and skirt please."

You're confused.

"I'm sorry?" you ask.

"Your shirt and skirt, lift them up."

You pause.

"Why?"

"Because that's the only way we can get an accurate reading of your breast and hip size, and add them to the record."

oh God. Im going to be just like those other girls. This is so degrading. But its this or no panties...

You take a deep breath, and reluctantly pull up your shirt and skirt, exposing your tits and pussy.

Your pussy drips from Angus's seed, and a thin string of his cum hangs from your pussy.

You look away, not wanting to see the clerks reaction.

"Very nice" the clerk comments.

A bright flash lights up the room, and then fades.

It's captured your shameful image for eternity.