@moonblack The director gives a nod. "I have no qualms with this arrangement. Good luck."
Heading back to her room in the dormitory, she soon hears a knock on her door. A friendly woman in a business suit hands her a dry cleaning bag, and going through it, Alicia finds clothes that are, as promised, in her size. There are many outfits for her to choose from, but all share the common characteristic of being short, tight, dark, and very revealing.
In her room, Nadya sees that her prized weapon has been prepared and laid out on the bed, though it's unloaded, with no ammunition in sight.
As she took a look at all the clothes, she was already feeling embarrassed just looking at them, let alone the idea of putting them on. Was this really standard agent apparel? Luckily, she did manage to find one outfit that looked like a normal woman's clothes. She had to look really hard to find it. Apparently whoever was in charge of these arrangements seemed really determined to see her expose herself. Satisfied with making a sane person's choice, she began the relatively easy process of removing her church outfit.
First, her fingers went to unfastening and sliding off her habit, her long brown hair flowing freely, and just a bit messy. Finding the mirror in her room, she used it to get a look of herself still dressed in her nun garb. Facing away from the mirror, then turning her head so she could get a look at seeing how the fabric hugged against her breasts and ass. Her wide hips forcing a slight sway, which made her flush more, now that she had a proper understanding of what the men in church were looking at when she walked through the aisles. Her own nun outfit, seemed to only manage to highlight the curves on the body which it definitely wasn't supposed to. If she was actually trying to show off....
Letting her dress fall down and leaving her in nothing but a black bra and panties, that also did a poor job of keeping her areas covered, she felt a need to get changed quickly, while letting her ass stick out towards the mirror a bit as she began to slide the sweater she found over her top half. Sitting on the bed for a moment, she took the pants she found, she began to slide them on, with some difficulty to get the tight pair to work with the size of her ass. They had her size, but they didn't seem to take into account her exact measurements. Eventually after a few minutes of struggle, perseverance paid off to mange to finally button them up. With the ordeal over, she now went through the process of straightening out her hair and checking herself out again...which made her blush.
"I picked the nicest thing they have and it still..."
Was it even possible for her body to make any clothes look normal? She had picked the most conservative thing she could find and yet, even tucked away in her sweater, her breasts refused to stay unnoticed, keeping the outline of them visible even if she hadn't meant to. But she had to admit...she did look nice, all body issues aside. Taking another minute to examine, she did keep one piece of her old outfit. In her hands, she held the silver cross necklace she wore in her sister garb. She couldn't leave that behind. Tying the necklace back around her neck, it made her look a slight bit more innocent, though it still couldn't distract from that body she tried to hide under plain clothes.
Finished getting dressed, she gathered up her standard gear and exited her room to rejoin the rest of her new team hoping they hadn't tried heading out already while she was getting changed.