Steal a uniform

Reaching back into the locker you were just hiding in, you grab the black uniform hanging inside. You hold it up against your body, looking into a nearby mirror to size it up. It seems to be about the right size. You check the embroidered name. “Klara”. That might be an issue for anyone who knows her. You might need to come up with some kind of excuse for that.

Glancing back to the showers, you can still hear Asta humming as she washes herself, so you strip as quickly as you can. You hang the green dress up in “your” locker and shut the door, trying to make the Broken lock look convincing.

With that done, you turn to the uniform laying on the bench and begin pulling on the trousers. These fit you perfectly, but with no hole for your tail you are **** to keep it hidden down one of the legs.

When you try to put on the shirt, you realise that it might actually be one size too small, as you struggle to pull it down oven your breasts. You manage it after a few tugs, although as you look in the mirror again, you notice the tightness leaves little of your bust to the imagination.

Just as you are about to sneak out the door, you notice a piece of parchment attached to a board. You move closer to get a look and realise it is a schedule. Asta has 3 clients today in Room 1. She has finished with two of them, with one more coming in in a few moments. Curiously, her previous client and her next has an asterisk next to their name, but no mention of what this means. All of them seem to be men today. Her next client is apparently Mathys Vysarik; an Elf if the name is anything to go by.

Klara has no clients today, which luckily must mean she is off. You see only two other members of staff today.

Grogor’s next client is due in 5 minutes in Room 2. Her name is Adeline Thorne; probably a human. This is the only name on his list with an asterisk for the day.

Isabella is listed as being on duty for walk-in clients in Room 3.

You hear Asta’s shower turning off with a slight squeak. With more knowledge now on the clients and staff here, you slip quietly out the door before she comes back and head back towards the front entrance, being careful not to be seen by the old Gnome there.

You reach the massage rooms and look between the three doors, trying to decide on the best approach.