So many options, few of them modest

As the three of you enter the room a gentle mist comes down from the ceiling and settles on your clothes. At first you're confused at why a coat room would have a misting system and then stitches on your jeans begin to come loose. Jeff understood what was happening first.

Jeff : "Oh shit, they're not going to give us much time to choose carefully are they?"

His uniform is already hanging loose and deflated on his masculine frame.

Brian : "Quick, just put something on"

You each immediately start rummaging around for something to wear. You don't even consider looking in the men's section, it might have been a good idea in hindsight but it was a testament to your training and transformation that you didn't even question for a moment that clothes for you were where there were dresses and frills, not suits and ties. Now that you were getting a better look at what was on offer you doubted the boys would find anything as pedestrian as suits and ties. The majority of what was on offer for you were little more than lingerie. Part of you really wanted to just put the sluttiest one on and own it but you weren't ready for that yet, not with your friends, even if Jeff is so...

You snap out of it as your jeans rip down the side. There are a handful of more substantial options. Well, at least options that included elements other than underwear.

A maid's outfit

An impractical ball gown

or a bunny costume complete with tail and floppy ears.

You ponder these for another moment before you feel your bra go loose, it's time to choose or you're going to be naked and may need to explain your cage, a conversation you'd rather not have, at least no yet.