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Ann’s face glowed a bright red, the same color as her old phantom thief attire as she realized what she had to do next.

Ann looked around the room, dreading the idea of changing in front of so many people. What made it worse was the imbalanced gender ratio in the room. Almost everyone was a man in their 30’s and 40’s with the sole exception of two younger looking assistants standing next to Kashiwagi.

But, despite the embarrassing situation she had gotten herself in, she tricked her mind into believing this was worth it for a spot of People of Japan. What’s a little bit of shame worth being a celebrity over night?

So, Ann begrudgingly started to strip off her clothes, in front of several middle aged men, including her manager and the lead photographer. Ann could feel her skin crawl as they watched her take her sweater off, slowly revealing her bare stomach.

Ann lifted the sweater over her head, showing off her lacy red bra and pale cleavage. The cold air around her nipped at her semi-exposed chest, causing her to wrap her arms around herself.

Next was her pants, a pair of sky-blue denim jeans she got in America while on vacation. With one hand, she slowly undid her belt in the front, trying her best to hide her massive cleavage from the men around her, miraculously failing as her chest jiggled as she struggled to do so.

Eventually, undid her belt and unceremoniously threw it on the ground. She wasn’t going to need it any time soon anyway. Once that was done, she was unbuttoned and zipped down her jeans, which caused them to fall off her waist and pull around her ankles.

Her long, slender legs led the gentlemen’s eyes up to her round and shapely butt which was as pale as her chest. Her bubbly behind was accented by her red thong panties that left nothing to the imagination. Ann instinctively moved her hand to cover her full moon from the men around her, but it didn’t deter the them from staring at her ass.

Ann felt hopeless as she just stood there, nervously covering her underwear-clad self from the men gazing at her assets.

“Why… you have a perfect body, Takamaki-san…” Kashiwagi said in awe of Ann’s beauty.

“T-Thanks…” Ann mumbled.

“Please, try on the outfit. I’m dying to see how it looks on you!”

Ann was so caught up in her embarrassing display that she had forgotten about the outfit he had given her. Whilst skimpy, it was better than standing in her underwear.