Practical Uniform

Ashley nodded, raising her hand to go first. For now, Delia stood off to the side.

"I need you to strip down first." the grunt explained and turned away, allowing the 'girl' to change without looking eyes. Once she had done that, they turned back around with a tape measure. Strangely, they made no issue over what looked like a feminine male standing before h "Good. Let's get this over with."

What followed, was the person wrapping the tape measure around Ashley's body. It was an awkward yet necessary process to go through. Especially with the tape measure tickling her body at the moment.

Eventually, she was led to a small changing room.

"Let me get you your uniform."

It didn't take too long for the grunt to return with her uniform, handing it over. It consisted of the white team rocket top with a black undershirt and a white tube skirt. She quickly got all that stuff on, turning her attention to the black latex boots and matching gloves.

"Almost there, Ashley." she thought and got to work, fitting the last articles of clothing on and headed out. Thoughts of Silvia flooded in. Just the thought alone of truly seeing her in

There, Delia stood before her.