Put the Uniform on

Taking a deep breath, Misty got to work. Every part of her head was shouting 'no', but there really wasn't much of a choice at the moment.

Either this, or stay naked for who knows how long.

First came the skirt (no panties or bra, sadly. A pencil skirt, there was quite a level of manueverability to it.

"Huh... it's actually quite comfortable." she thought, giving the material a slight rub.

The undershirt came after. Much like the skirt, it was surprisingly comfortable.

Then the titular T-shirt itself.

"This is actually pretty good." Misty told herself, her hands finding their way over to a set of gloves. Slipping those on, a pair of thigh-high heeled boots finished off the look. "Maybe..."