No, this is tight enough.

Very well.

The computer says, in her feminine, girl-next-door voice.

With a *snap* all three items, the shoes, the corset and the collar are released from the wall and you stumble forward.

Immediately you step forward and step right out of the shoes.

They are too lose.

FUCK!!

The metal tiles on the floor are electrified! They're shocking you!! SHIT!

You scramble up as quickly as you can and put the shoes back on, eventually getting back up to your feet.

You across the metal-tile floor, and now you get a sense of what might be coming next.

Would you like the clothes to be tighter?

Asks the house computer. You swear she's laughing at you.

"Yes," you say.

Return to your original position, then back up to the wall.

You obediently do as instructed, chastened, then push back against the wall. There must be handles or something on the clothes because the shoes, the corset and the collar are automatically re-attached to the wall.

The computer then loosens up the clothes so you can position yourself properly in them, and then it starts all over again.