Pick black.

"Uhm. I'll go with black, please," you choose.

"Ooh." She pulls out a matching set of lacey black panties and a bra from the steel container and sets her eyes on you. "I wonder what led you to that decision. You know what they say about black underwear, right? A girl who wears one just wants it to be seen."

"You didn't say they were lace--"

"Too late," she says as she holds them out for you to take. "I promise they're comfy. If you think they're embarrassing, just don't go around showing off your undies, silly."

"I wasn't planning on it," you mumble as you take them.

While she returns to grab more clothes, you drop your towel, and slip the panties up your legs. You snap them around your waist. Then you cup your breasts in your brassiere and bring the straps around to your back. You clasp it, and then readjust the front to fit in comfortably. They feel very nice, all things considered.

The doctor turns and whistles. "Look at you~."

"Stop that," you reply with a giggle.

"All right. Here we go. Let's start with these clothes." She turns to you, but this time places her pile of folded clothing with a pair of shoes on top down onto the nearby counter. "Take your time," she says. "I'll be running diagnostics to make sure everything is functioning. This is a good test of your body as well, with you bending and lifting."

You nod and inspect them. First, you tug on a white t-shirt with a cute green flower on the front. It fits snug against your curves. Next, she gave you a skirt. It's a little short, but you slide the deep blue, plaid fabric up your legs to your hips. You bend down to slide a pair of white socks that stop just short of your knees. Lastly, pale pink flats adorn your feet. You stand up and stretch your arms high above your head. Then you look in the mirror, and at last, you feel comfortable.

With a tug on your pigtails, you smile wide at your reflection. I feel cute now.

Dr. Freling has her sleeve rolled up. Around her wrist is a wide, curved screen on which she types as she glances up towards you on occasion. At seeing you looking so content with yourself, she smiles as well.