Wanda gets her new uniform

The alarm woke Wanda up the next morning with the dawn and she sat up in bed, yawning. She swung her legs off the bed and as she sat there in her shorts and thin vest, her doorbell chimed. She got up and padded to the door, and opened it to reveal a box sitting on the corridor floor.

Wanda bent over to pick up the box, hearing giggling and whistling behind her she realised her pyjama shorts waistband had slipped down, revealing part of her bare backside.

"Whoops!" Wanda grabbed the box with one hand and yanked at her waistband with the other, and hurried back into her room. She put the box on her bed and looked at the note on top.

"Wanda - New uniform, as promised. Natasha"

Inside the box, Wanda found a pair of black leather trousers, a red corset top, and a pair of knee-high red boots.

"Interesting choice." she said to herself, raising her eyebrows.

Ten minutes later, Wanda had showered and put on underwear, and began to dress in the new uniform. She tugged the leather trousers up, finding them to barely fit on her.

"Natasha must have guessed my size... poorly." Wanda grunted as she yanked at the garment, finally getting it up to her waist and struggling the fastenings closed. She turned her rear to the mirror and saw how the trousers clung to the curves of her buttocks. "I ought to get a coat or something to go with this outfit, I don't like the risk I'm taking with these pants."

Next she struggled into the corset top, fastening it over her flat stomach and then stuffing her breasts in. When she got it closed, it produced an ample amount of cleavage.

"I think Natasha might have something she isn't telling us, if she designed this." Wanda said, looking at her prominent chest.

"Wanda." Natasha's voice came through a wall-mounted intercom.

"Yes?" Wanda pressed the button to reply.

"Training's cancelled, we've got a mission." Natasha's voice came again, "Meet at Quinjet Five ASAP."

"I'm on my way." Wanda went straight out of the door and was halfway down the corridor before she registered the cold floor beneath her feet. Looking down, she saw only thin white socks on her feet. "Oops."

Wanda dashed back to her room and grabbed the red boots from the box. She stepped into the first, and then hopped along the corridor as she struggled into the next one. It seemed to her like every piece of this new uniform was slightly too small for her, and she missed her reliable old dress.

"I'm coming!" she called as she entered the hangar and saw Natasha standing on the ramp of the quinjet, "I'm coming!"