Chapter 1948 From Modelling To Cocking Her:>Ep3

• The thought of having all the work I had done go to waste and even worse be without a future job to help pay for my classes quickly put the idea of questioning this order out of my head and I went off to the changing room. So in haste I was from the threat of losing the only way I found to keep up with tuition that I was half stripped down inside the unexpectedly spacious room with two doors and a shower curtain like divider in the middle before I even stopped to check out what I was intended to wear. Shifting through the pieces of impressively realistic Roman wear and armor and recalling the name labeled on the box from some video game I had played, I eventually figured out that I was dressing up to be some sort of gladiator. This of course interested the very large nerdy part of me, though in sorting through the pieces I came to my next struggle. While seemingly much more well crafted and to my eyes accurate than any Halloween costumes I had seen, and probably even several movie outfits, the clothing given to me suggested very much it was to be worn without a shirt or pants, and even worse without any underwear.
• "I can come in there and help if you are a bit confused there dear," Lynn called out just behind the door, an almost teasing tone blending into her voice now, especially with the before unheard dear making me feel almost an unruly child for a moment. "But if not, please do not waste too much time there, just set all your clothes aside and come out with however you can manage it, we can make a few adjustments before we start posing you." She instructed, her voice now like that of a teacher's than ever before, and her all referencing my clothes making me fully sure I was not to try and augment the outfit with pieces of my own clothing, even for modesty.
• Gulping down my anxiety I surveyed the outfit one more time. A large, crested helmet with a cage like front to view out of, heavy looking fur trimmed boots, one going all the way up to the knee with extra padding. There was only one arm guard that went up from wrist all the way to the shoulder with a small pauldron, and worst of all what seemed like only a small step up from a loincloth. Stripping the rest of the way down I put on the belt and cloth piece and was a little surprised at how much more it covered that in my imagination, but still there was precious little keeping my junk out of view. The rest of the armor I put on fairly easily, its construction seemed to be made more for ease of use and how it looked than for actual protection, which I supposed was fair. I was especially considerate for this fact in regards to the helmet, which was actually very light, though it did limit my field of vision quite a bit.