Put the uniform on

Taking a deep breath, Misty got to work. Every part of her head was shouting 'no', but there really wasn't much of a choice at the moment. Either this, or stay naked for who knows how long. First came the skirt (no panties or bra, sadly. A pencil skirt, there was quite a level of manueverability to it. "Huh... it's actually quite comfortable." she thought, giving the material a slight rub. The undershirt came after. Much like the skirt, it was surprisingly comfortable. Then the titular T-shirt itself. "This is actually pretty good." Misty told herself, her hands finding their way over to a set of gloves. Slipping those on, a pair of thigh-high heeled boots finished off the look. "Maybe..." *Does Misty feel any different?*