A naughty schoolgirl outfit

A bright plaid pattern catches your eye as you pull the hanger in.

"A... schoolgirl costume?" you guess, pulling the clothes off the hanger. Your eyes widen. "A really small schoolgirl costume!"

Sure enough the pleated plaid skirt looks barely long enough to cover your ass, and the top is a small white thing that was either meant for a ten year old or to tie up under the breasts.

Cursing the pervertedness of men you reluctantly grab the skirt and step into it, pulling it up to your waist. A short zipper pulls up like its oiled, stopping the skirt from falling back to the floor again. You sway your hips experimentally, grimacing at how much the skirt moves.

"Better than the top," you sigh, pulling on the sleeveless top. As you feared it barely passes your breasts nad the lack of buttons makes it clear that it's meant to be tied, probably by women with bigger breasts than you. It takes some fiddling, but you manage to avoid having the top be skin-tight. It means the space between your breasts is much more prominently shown and the knot has to be tied very small - and unfortunately loose - but your nipples no longer show through the thin fabric like you're advertising them.

The rest of the costume consists of a bright pink thong, a pair of pink ribbons that give you pig-tails, and a pair of heels that no school would allow.

"What are you planning, Jacob?" you say, wondering if he has some fantasies you didn't previously know about. Smiling at the thought you pull open the door to go.