She takes off everything before donning the suit

(chapter originally by Lolwritingcom at writing.com)

Screw the dress code! It was too hot for them to expect her to wear her uniform underneath. People had fainted from heat before, wearing the suit out in the sun all day. Besides, her friend Rebecca had confided in her that she never wore her uniform when she got "Cat-duty," and she'd never been caught. Rebecca said no one really cared whether you wore the uniform or not. Mackenzie wasn't quite willing to take her word on that, nor did she think that Rebecca was talking about fully undressing, but she dreaded her upcoming task enough that she was going to take a small risk in order to make it the least miserable it could be.

The body section of the suit was as cumbersome to put on as ever, and the odd feeling of having no proper clothing on beneath it made it even more uncomfortable than usual. It wasn't fun to wear to begin with, though, so she would just have to put up with it. Finally she picked up the mask. Mackenzie scowled at the goofy smile on the cat's face, looking like it was taunting her, and put it on, now experiencing possibly the worst part of the suit- the almost complete inability of the wearer to see. A little mesh on the inside theoretically let you see out the eye-holes while keeping the guests from seeing your eyes, but all it really seemed to do to Mackenzie was horribly blur the limited vision you already had. Tunnel vision didn't even describe it. Mackenzie was particularly bad at moving around in the suit, regularly bumping into things everywhere she went.

Sighing, Mackenzie waddled herself over to her first post of the day-