Clearly, there are doors that lead outside.

There they were, along the wall. Some of them were not actually doors, but blinds. Doors looked more promising though, so Jen hopped over as quick as she could in her shackles. Her tights were all she had for covering her feet. It was better than nothing, but still, she knew she needed that closest door to cooperate, or it was going to be too cold too quick.

The girl passed several lockers on her way and picked a favorite, a green one, for a plan B, which was in case the door...

"2/3"

"How the hell do my two ankle cuffs get counted as one? "

The scanner was not set for negotiations. Jen sighed and retreated to the locker. It was a setback, but at least she expected this possibility.

She hopped onto the sturdy four-foot thing to give her feet some relief from the floor, then reached down to open the door. Inside, she found a latex catsuit with a stylish floral pattern, a pair of ankle boots with a 7 inch heel, a thick steel belt and an armbinder, all colored deep, well watered grass green.

"The catsuit is rather attractive... but it's gonna get that dildo in me to grow from a minor distraction into an enormous one." — Jen turned it over and saw the laces of a built-in corset. — "I can imagine myself squealing from a thought of wearing this, but... I guess I'm just not in the mood today." — she rubbed her neck that still remembered a certain accident.

Jen picked up the steel belt.

"Everything else is madness." — she said and tried closing it around her knees instead, but the lock expectedly refused to trigger. The girl sighed again and shut it around her waist instead. — "No cheating, I get it."

With that, Jen was in front of the door again shortly. This time, the screen was green and the knob turned, allowing her in.