Emily Lockwood - The End of Her World: The Caverns

An excerpt from Emily Lockwood in The End of Her World (the thrilling conclusion to Season 3 of the Emily Lockwood CYOA stories) by the unmatched talents of MarkusJo. If you haven't read them, do it NOW! Seriously. There's like 15 of them. And they are amazing!

You sigh and nod as you realize now is the time. You haven't been exactly  looking forward to putting this outfit on, but there's only one way  you're going to be able to disguise yourself in a place like this, and  that's as one of the schoolgirls. With the research Naomi found on this  place you were able to buy the same outfit they make the other girls  wear. It's a totally different uniform than the one you're used to, it's  the 'sailor' style of uniform that you've only seen on television  before this. You managed to buy one on the way here and it's currently  neatly folded in your backpack. You swing the bag off your shoulders and  set it down on the ground. Then you begin to undress, peeling your  t-shirt from your torso and exposing your white bra.

You sit  down and take off your sneakers, then you undo your shorts and wriggle  them off your legs. You're just in your white bra and panties now, as  well as your white socks. You feel particularly vulnerable being half  naked in a cold tunnel in the middle of nowhere, and your supple skin  prickles with goosebumps. You quickly begin taking out the sailor school  uniform, wanting to get dressed as soon as possible. You slide the blue  pleated skirt up your legs, settling it snugly to your hips. Then you  slip on the short sleeved white blouse with the large blue collar.

You  tie the red ribbon around the collar, leaving the two ends resting  neatly between your breasts. You then slip your feet into the black  flats you brought. You stuff your old clothing into the backpack and  leave it to the side. Then you look down at yourself and brush your  hands along your clothing to straighten it out. It looks like you're  cosplaying as a Japanese schoolgirl, the blouse is tight to your chest  and the pleated skirt rests on your upper thighs, leaving your long legs  bare. You bend down and pull at your white socks, firming then up  against your ankles. As you straighten back up you run a hand along your  smooth legs. You feel pretty exposed in this short skirt, somehow no  matter where your adventures take you it always seems like you end up in  the most impractical attire.