>A school uniform

Behind the panel is what looks like some type of school uniform.

There's a red plaid mini-skirt, emphasis on the mini.

You can see a white button up, some stockings, and some other accessories.

"Do I have to wear this?" You ask.

"You and I both know that there's a more forceful way for us to get this clothes on you." he says, "The easier option would be much... well, easier."

You look at the clothes and sigh, "I'm gonna guess there's no underwear?"

The scientist stares at you.

"Stupid question, my bad." You say before grabbing the skirt.

You try to slide it up your legs, but it's stretch reaches it's limit at your mid thighs.

"I'd recommend going the other way," The scientist says.

You slide the skirt over your head and down to your chest.

You stretch and stretch it as hard as you can, squeezing to get it past your boobs.

"Try using a lubricant!" The scientist yells down.

Lubricant? You look around, nothing really comes to mind. You start to reach your fingers to your pussy.

"No! I mean your spit!" The scientist puts his head in his hands.

"You really couldn't have made it fit better? I know- I know- it's what was 'Requested',". You spit twice, once onto each tit. You use your hands to rub your breasts, giving them a shiny gloss.

Now, you return your hands to the skirt and pull, and you successfully get it down.

It sits right on top of your hips. You try to pull it down as far as you can to cover more, but with the way your ass protrudes out, you can't get it very far.

It's basically a belt, it really does nothing.

There's a pile of what look like white strings? You pick them up and untangle them. They look like two triangle with some connecting pieces.

"Is this supposed to be a bra?" You ask. "It's hollow! It's just strings!"

He gives you an awkward nod. "I can get the machines to help, allow me."

He pushes a button. Two arms come out of the walls and grab the string. You decide it's for the best if you stand still.

They place both of the large hollow triangles around both of your nipples.

They pull the strings from the tops of the triangles over your shoulders, and then the four from the bottom under your arm.

Behind you, they do what you're assuming is tying it all together. In a moment, you can feel them pulling to try and tighten the bra.

You feel your boobs being squeezed harder and harder as the strings get pulled.

Eventually, with one final thrust from the arms, your boobs pop up into place. The triangles are big, they provide pretty good support. Despite that, it still feels too small. It squeezes the skin, causing your boobs to look like they're squeezing out.

And of course the biggest thing is the fact that they're still basically two big windows for you're nipples. You guess they're main purpose is to prop your tits up to make them look bigger and rounder.

Then you grab the dress shirt. It's cropped, looking like it really covers maybe about half of regular dress shirt.

You put it on. It hangs down to cover your tits and does not reach your stomach, or really any other part of your torso. You do the bottom two buttons until you realize...

"Um... where are the rest of the buttons?" You only did up two buttons to realize that the rest were missing, leaving it as more cleavage than actual shirt.

"Nevermind you don't have to answer that." You say, "It was 'requested'." You grab the white stockings and slide them on. They go all the way up, making a loud snap against your thighs when you let go of the elastic.

There's a neckerchief that matches the red plaid of the skirt. It's already tied so you slide it over your head and tighten it.

The final accessory is a head band with a bow on top. It's also the same matching plaid. You put it on and look at yourself in the mirror.

It does feel nice to actually wear clothes again, if these even count as clothes.

The first thing you notice is that your bright pink nipples are very visible through the thin fabric of the shirt. Probably intentional because of the "bra".

Beside that, your tits look like they're about to pop out of your chest, your cleavage going down to the same height as your nipples, maybe a little lower. You also have a very noticeable under-boob.

The miniskirt looks even worse for you in the mirror. You turn around and your entire ass is still in fact out. You also get flashed by the reflection of your own pussy when you bend down.

"Okay there, is this acceptable?" You say mockingly.

"Oop, one more thing." he says before pushing a button.

How many buttons does this guy have?

"Stand still." He says as four arms come out from the walls.

They each have a brush with bright pink nail polish dripping from them.

You stick your arms out, you might as well let it happen.

In 5 strokes from each of them, your fingernails and toenails are now a bright pink. You poke one of the fingernails, they dried surprisingly quickly. Probably a science thing.

"Okay, now that you are dressed, I have a bit of a job for you." The scientist says.

"What? Oh come on!" You say in disbelieve as you see what comes out of the wall...