There are some complications.

As Blake stepped openly into the hall, she saw all four robots instantly focus their sensors on her. Her every instinct as an infiltrator told her being in the open was a bad idea, but it was all part of the plan.

Mentally, she reminded herself over and over that they were just robots. She didn't need to get embarrassed and they certainly weren't looking at her pussy with anything other than robotic precision.

"Halt." One of the robots intoned as it raised a hand in a stopping motion. "This part of the facility is off limits to unauthorized personal. Please turn back or present your identification."

Blake stepped forward and pulled her key card out of her bra, hoping this would work. The robot took the key card from her and presented it to the nearby scanner. The scanner waited a few moment before flashing a green light.

"Authorized user accepted. Please enter your password into the keyboard."

Blake did so, glad she had memorized the long string of letters and numbers before she turned the corner.

"Password accepted." The robot stated.

"No weapons or unauthorized clothing are allowed in the vault. Please surrender them." A second robot said.

"...I'm sorry, unauthorized clothing?" Blake said surprised.

"The server vault is a clean environment with sensitive electronics. All users are requested to wear a special clean suit to prevent accidental damages to the servers. No unauthorized clothing is allowed. Your items will be returned to you after you leave."

"I...I don't think that's really necessary." Blake said, flushing a bit red.

"This is non-negotiable. Refusal will result in your detainment. Please remove all items of clothing and put on a clean suit." The second robot said, raising its rifle slightly in a threatening matter.

"I can't just get changed in the hallway." Blake protested.

"A privacy screen will be deployed for you." The robot stated.

Over at the supply locker a white screen deployed from the walls and set up an area that would hide one person from view.

"Please remove all items of clothing." The robot again ordered.

Blake flushed red as she walked inside the privacy screen. This was absolutely not what she thought an infiltration mission would ever involve.

"Just focus on the mission." She thought as she hurriedly stripped. Soon she had a small pile consisting of Gambol Shroud, her vest, under shirt, black bra, stockings, and boots. With a little ****, she also removed her bow. The robot had said no unauthorized clothing and she didn't want to try arguing with the machine again. She hid her USB stick in her palm.

Standing completely naked in the middle of a hallway in the center of a SDC facility was not how she had seen this mission going.

But again, there was another problem. Upon opening the supply locker, she was greeted by bare shelves. There was absolutely nothing that could be called a clean suit for her to change into.

"Uh." Blake said as she poked her head out of the privacy screen. "There are no clean suits in the locker."

The robot took a second to process her statement before moving forward. She yelped as the privacy screen was retracted and she stood naked in the hall. Flushing red, she did her best to cover her breasts and pussy with her hands. Even if they were robots she still felt embarrassed being naked in front of them as the other three robots stared directly at her.

"This is unusual. Clean suits should be available here." The robot said almost sounding confused.

The robot turned back to Blake. "You now lack unauthorized clothing. You may proceed."

"You want me to go in there naked? And I can go in there without a clean suit?" Blake said incredulously, the naked faunus blushing at the very idea.

"Clean suits are not mandatory, but unauthorized clothing is not allowed. You may wait here while a request for more clean suits is sent."

"Actually I'm fine with this then." Blake said fast, not wanting to possibly alert the rest of the facility.

"Noted. Please stand still for photo identification." The robot said.

"Wait, what?" Blake said with a paling face. Had the information on the vault missed this?

"All those who enter the vault must get their photo taken for logging purposes. Please place your hands at your side and look at my visor." The robot said.

"...Just make it quick." She said dejectedly. Hopefully she could somehow delete the record of this photo once she was inside.

Uncovering herself and placing her hands at her side, she did her best to look at the robot's visor without looking away from sheer embarrassment.

"Please smile." The robot said.

If it wasn't a machine, Blake would have sworn the robot was taking enjoyment in humiliating her.

Blake gave a very obviously fake smile. There was a brief flash of light and a photo of a smiling and completely naked faunus infiltrator with her large breasts and pussy exposed appeared in the facility's database.

"Thank you. Now turn around for a back photo."

Blake bit back a frustrated yell and did as she was told. A picture of her large and juicy behind soon joined the one of her front.

"Thank you for your cooperation. You may proceed." The robot said, returning to its post by the door.

Blake did her best not to angrily curse at the stupid machine as her hands returned to covering herself.

As the door slid open, the now naked infiltrator proceeded with her mission into the server vault.