The Men's Swimwear Section

I hesitate, the reality dawning on me that Natasha would be doing the fitting. What would that entail exactly? I guess her seeing me in a speedo wouldn't be horrible, being seen in one is something Ill have to get used to regardless. I follow her, assuming we're heading for the fitting room, but instead she leads me to the men's swimwear section of the store, next to a display of an assortment of speedos in different sizes and colors

"Alright George" Natasha says with a smirk "This is where things get fun. In order to fit you for a speedo the way the school demands, I have to get very detailed measurements" she says, taking a roll of measuring tape from her back pocket "To get these measurements, you have to be naked" her smirk widens to a grin, though shes blushing slightly "So lets get those clothes off"

I pause, certain I didnt hear her right "Wait, you expect me to undress in front of you? Right in the open in the middle of the store?!" I ask, incredulous but keeping my voice lowered "I cant do that!"

Natasha shrugs "Well we cant open the fitting rooms no matter what. Normally this would all happen in a fitting room just the two of us, but that's just not an option. If you wont do it then you'll have to wait for next week when we can send someone to the school. Fair warning though, that person would still be me so Ill be seeing you naked one way or the other" she trails her eyes down my body to stare at my crotch as she says this

I remember what the coach said. If I dont get the fitting done, Id be swimming naked in front of the entire class until next week. Being completely naked for an hour and a half in front of 20 girls every day for the next week. Now I have to make a choice. Face my fate tomorrow and maybe try to talk me way out of it, or strip naked for Natasha and potentially anyone else in the store to see