Go back to your room and dry off. Then get ready for the day

One piece seems to be a pair of black lycra hot pants. You step into them and find them to be so tight that you have to pull hard to tug them into place, even with your toned, skinny thighs. You grit your teeth as you pull them painfully over your abused behind. When you do finally wrestle them into place, you find that they only cover the top two-thirds of your ass, leaving the bottom of your bright red cheeks hanging out. And to add insult to injury, you now have the words, "Li-tech, plug in for pleasure!" written across your curvy bottom.

The other part is a low cut white lycra top that puts your large perky breasts on full display. There's a Li-tech logo across your right breast and your left breast requests, "Ask me about Li-TV."

You slip the sparkly silver shoes onto your small feet and secure the straps in place. The heels are about an inch and a half high and completely change the way you have to balance, forcing your chest forward and your ass back.

To say your costume makes you feel exposed doesn't do the sensation justice. You already felt **** in this smaller, weaker body. But this outfit serves to sexualize and objectify you in a way that can only be construed as an invitation.

Li is waiting for you when you come out. "Come with me."