Take a peek.

You hear a rustling of fabric behind you. It's difficult to focus on the door when Eva is getting undressed maybe five feet behind your back.

"Off this goes," Ms. Labing says with a giggle.

"Th-Those don't have to come down!" Eva screams. "Please let go of my panties."

"My bad. Well, let's just get your skirt put away for now."

"Can I have my new one quick?"

"You don't need to cover up. I've seen everything before. I'm a girl too, you know."

"But what if someone comes in?"

"Oh you're right. We didn't lock the door. Well, if someone knocks, I'll think about it. It might be fun to let someone in right now. What a comical situation that would be."

With some more rustling, you hear Eva whimper.

"They came right out!" Ms. Labing says.

"Please don't say that so loud!" Eva begs. "That's a really embarrassing thing to hear."

You stand strong, but your cock tingles. This is an awkward situation. I really want to see what's going on, but do I really want Ms. Labing to think of me as a pervert? I should show my resilience. Though on the other hand, she's being really unreasonable. It sounds like poor Eva is in distress. Maybe I should take a peek, just to make sure she's all right. It's my duty, right?

Slowly, you turn your head, and shift your eyes to the very edge. Surely they're too busy to notice anyway. Just barely, the two girls come into view, and your eyes widen as you take in the view.

Eva is completely topless now. Her ample bosom is completely bare. Beneath her cute stomach is a simple pair of white and blue striped panties. There isn't anything else on her body--not even her boots. Ms. Labing is holding her top, and poor Eva is tugging on the uniform's skirt that the seamstress for some reason is keeping a tight grip on.

"H-Hurry, please. If Kyle turns around..." mutters Eva.

"Oh he would never peek." Ms. Labing grins and turns to meet your sneaky gaze directly. "Right, Kyle?"

Eva gasps. "You pervert!" Immediately, she picks up and throws a pen at the back of your head.

"Hey!" You turn fully around. "Maybe if the two of you didn't make such weird noises... You're just getting changed, aren't you?"

Eva flushes red and covers her body up to the best of her ability. Your eyes stop, and look over her amazing physique. The more you look, the redder she becomes, though she doesn't seem to be telling you to stop, nor is she throwing anything else. She just looks at you with nervous eyes, and her breathing becomes quick and erratic.

"Interesting." Ms. Labing looks between the two of you. "Are you going to get dressed, or what?" she asks as she holds out the uniform in its entirety.

"That's what I've been trying to do!" Eva snatches it out of her hands.

With a smirk, the seamstress skips over to you with another uniform in her hands. She turns you away back to the door. "All right. No more peeping on your friend. Get changed. At this rate, you'll be dressed before her anyway."

She then walks off behind you.

As you take hold of your tunic, you start to feel a little embarrassed as well. For all you know, Ms. Labing could be staring right at you. To find out, you'd have to turn around again. At least you don't have to go naked. With a sigh, you pull off the shirt, and then the pants. Piece by piece, you assemble the same uniform you've seen the other boys wear around the academy grounds. It's fancy, though it does feel off wearing the same thing as those snobby nobles. It fits very well, however.

After tightening the tie, you let out a deep breath. There we go. All done. I guess I'm a student now.

"Am I good to turn yet?" you ask.

"Yup," Ms. Labing replies.

You turn to see both of them looking right at you.

"Were you watching me?!" you ask.

Eva looks to the side. "N-No..." she mutters.

"Hypocrite."

Ms. Labing holds her stomach and laughs. "You two are great. It's been so long since I've seen anyone like you. A lot of people here are so boring. That's why I need to make up my own fun. Feel free to drop by anytime, especially if you need some cute new outfits."

Now that Eva's dressed up, it really does look like that dream. She's so cute in that thing. There's even a little cut in the back for her fluffy cotton tail. Though besides that, there's something else. A distance sadness in her eyes. I don't think she's a fan of school, especially this one. We better not spend too much time here. We'll work together to find something to help us against the Demon King, and then be on our way.